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Anxiety and depression
Sitting calmly watching let’s plays, the door doesn’t creak open, the window remains shut but there is an intruder suddenly with me, the intruder is in my head, compelling me to hurt myself all while I struggle to breath normally, and force myself not to cry. Why here? Why now? Why me?
I hate feeling like this, I was fine a short while ago, I never know when this battle will start up and all I can do to manage it is stop and refuse everything that I am suddenly thinking and feeling. I freeze still and wait for the roaring tidal wave to recede once again.
It always passes, might be in a few minutes, might be in a few days or years, but it roars back, just like the waves on the beach, all you can do is try your best not to erode until it leaves again.
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Slytherin
I wonder what happens to Slytherins that are scared of drowning, and the like. Their dorms are windowed directly into the lake.
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ROFL!
I was having a conversation with Donald Duck and Scrooge McDuck and I remember myself saying; “You know, it’s funny that you’re family, with Donald’s inability to say ‘r’ and Scrooge’s thick Scottish accent and all.” There was a moment of silence where Donald just looked at Scrooge. Then he said, softly; “You stole my r’s, Scrooge. I want them back.”
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Donald practices his martial arts in jail.
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So my player kept freezing in this scene allowing for some amusing frames
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Context Clues
So having watched a few episodes of Legend of the Three Caballeros I’ve been able to answer questions I can’t be the only one asking.
Where are the boys? Where does this work with Ducktales?
So here are the indicators.
(Donald is wearing his blue sailor uniform.)
The Money Bin is on Killmotor Hill.
as opposed to being out on the ocean.
And Scrooge is in blue as well.
Meaning that this is in the 1987 Ducktales Universe (I’ve just personally labelled the two series as separate “universes” because of the change of location of The Money Bin, rather than reboot.)
The boys are still living with Scrooge but Donald’s out of the Navy.
Mystery solved everyone, I hope it helped.
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reblogging this so I know how to find it again, handy, thank you.
CHARACTER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS (WRITING REFERENCE)
EYES/BROWS
his eyes widened
her eyes went round
her eyelids drooped
his eyes narrowed
his eyes lit up
his eyes darted
he squinted
she blinked
her eyes twinkled
his eyes gleamed
her eyes sparkled
his eyes flashed
his eyes glinted
his eyes burned with…
her eyes blazed with…
her eyes sparked with…
her eyes flickered with…
_____ glowed in his eyes
the corners of his eyes crinkled
she rolled her eyes
he looked heavenward
she glanced up to the ceiling
she winked
tears filled her eyes
his eyes welled up
her eyes swam with tears
his eyes flooded with tears
her eyes were wet
his eyes glistened
tears shimmered in her eyes
tears shone in his eyes
her eyes were glossy
he was fighting back tears
tears ran down her cheeks
his eyes closed
she squeezed her eyes shut
he shut his eyes
his lashes fluttered
she batted her lashes
his brows knitted
her forehead creased
his forehead furrowed
her forehead puckered
a line appeared between her brows
his brows drew together
her brows snapped together
his eyebrows rose
she raised a brow
he lifted an eyebrow
his eyebrows waggled
she gave him a once-over
he sized her up
her eyes bored into him
she took in the sight of…
he glared
she peered
he gazed
she glanced
he stared
she scrutinized
he studied
she gaped
he observed
she surveyed
he gawked
he leered
his pupils (were) dilated
her pupils were huge
his pupils flared
NOSE
her nose crinkled
his nose wrinkled
she sneered
his nostrils flared
she stuck her nose in the air
he sniffed
she sniffled
MOUTH
she smiled
he smirked
she grinned
he simpered
she beamed
her mouth curved into a smile
the corners of his mouth turned up
the corner of her mouth quirked up
a corner of his mouth lifted
his mouth twitched
he gave a half-smile
she gave a lopsided grin
his mouth twisted
he plastered a smile on his face
she forced a smile
he faked a smile
her smile faded
his smile slipped
he pursed his lips
she pouted
his mouth snapped shut
her mouth set in a hard line
he pressed his lips together
she bit her lip
he drew his lower lip between his teeth
she nibbled on her bottom lip
he chewed on his bottom lip
his jaw set
her jaw clenched
his jaw tightened
a muscle in her jaw twitched
he ground his jaw
he snarled/his lips drew back in a snarl
her mouth fell open
his jaw dropped
her jaw went slack
he gritted his teeth
she gnashed her teeth
her lower lip trembled
his lower lip quivered
SKIN
she paled
he blanched
she went white
the color drained out of his face
his face reddened
her cheeks turned pink
his face flushed
she blushed
he turned red
she turned scarlet
he turned crimson
a flush crept up her face
WHOLE FACE, ETC.
he screwed up his face
she scrunched up her face
he grimaced
she winced
she gave him a dirty look
he frowned
she scowled
he glowered
her whole face lit up
she brightened
his face went blank
her face contorted
his face twisted
her expression closed up
his expression dulled
her expression hardened
she went poker-faced
a vein popped out in his neck
awe transformed his face
fear crossed her face
sadness clouded his features
terror overtook his face
recognition dawned on her face
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Just randomly sipping at a cup of tea I mentally abbreviated the title of The Family Of Blood and ZOMG! Family Of Blood = FOB as in the fob watch.
No idea if that was truly intended but there it is.
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DUCKTALES 2017 INTRO BUT EVERY WOO-OO IS DONALD SCREAMING
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Darkwing Duck-the Potions Master
For @heythatsdeep‘s Ducktales HP AU. @donaldtheduckdad
A wisp of blue smoke surrounded the front of the classroom, causing the Gryffindors and the Slytherins to fall silent.
“I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the caldron that explodes when you mix the wrong ingredients! I am Professor Mallard!” A duck wearing black robes and a black fedora appeared as the smoke cleared.
Huey straightened, his quill poised above his notebook, ready to jot down notes as soon the teacher finished his entrance.
Dewey and Webby seemed excited by the dramatic flair their teacher had.
“Is that what potions are good for? Making an entrance?” Louie joked, thinking at least transfiguration started with Mrs. Beakley showing her off her animagus ability.
The Potions Master frowned but he didn’t even turn to look at Louie. Instead he spoke to the entire class.
“You all are here to learn the fine art of potions making.Unlike your other classes, you can’t just wave your wand and use a silly incantation to complete your task. My class takes skill and dedication,” he drawled. “I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses; I can teach you how to brew glory, bottle fame, even stopper death.That is if you have the sense to PAY ATTENTION!” he finished, looking smug.
Louie nearly jumped straight out of his char, not realizing that the Professor Mallard had been walking around the classroom and had snuck up behind him and his brothers.
“Hey Professor Mallard, how can we brew glory, bottle fame and stop death? Aren’t those things concepts and therefore not tangible?” Huey asked curiously, now that their teacher had finished his speech and was heading back to his desk.
“I wonder what a fame potion would be like. Would it instantly make you famous or would it cause you to do something that will make you famous?” Dewey spoke up excitedly.
“I’d rather just drink a make Louie rich potion,” Louie chimed in.
“For love of Darkwing— those were metaphors!” Professor Mallard exclaimed, fed up with the triplets banter. “Now if we could please get on with the lesson!”
Unfortunately, the Potions Master made the mistake of putting Louie and Dewey together. Huey tried to keep an eye on his brothers but that only meant leaving Webby in charge of putting the porcupine quills in, forgetting to remind her not to put them in without taking the caldron off the fire.
Suffice to say both caldrons exploded, causing double the amount of the failed Cure for Boils potion spraying several students who had to be sent to hospital Wing.
“Hoo boy, this is gonna be a long year,” Drake Mallard grumbled, his face in his hands. If they were anything like Della, it would be a long seven years.
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