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Loneliest human in the world

Alone. Truly alone despite the people that surrounded them.

There were teachers, and classmates, coworkers, and students of their own, family, and people they cared for dearly, but still, they were the loneliest human in the world.

There were words to describe what other people were to each other, and they had those by the handfuls. They collected them and put them all in rows inside their mind, separating what each and everyone of them were, and what purpose they served.

The coach trained them, pushed them to keep on trying, to push forward, and do better.

The students asked a million questions yet followed zero instructions. They only played and goofed around, in the innocent way only children can, which always brought them a smile.

The coworkers laughed with them at their student's most recent antics. They shared ideas on what to do next class, and what bright, new, and shiny activity to add.

The teachers, gave lectures, assignments, tests, notes, grades, anything and everything that helped them quantify their worth. An aced assignment brought stars to their eyes but a failed test reminded them they were made of paper.

The classmates helped them remember that not everyone has goals they're focused on; not everyone respects the etiquette that must be had inside a classroom or the time teachers sacrifice to try to pass on their knowledge to them.

The family was there whether they wanted to or not, bound by a moral contract to be supportive despite whatever they might want or think. The strong duty that a last name, roof, and blood type puts on people is beyond comprehension.

There were people she cared for, few and far between all the categories, those who stood out to them and they hoped had a happy life.

But amongst the dozens of people that surrounded them, they were the loneliest humans in the world because they didn't have a single friend.

They shared laughs, and talks, and strategies, tips and tricks, anecdotes, time. But none were friends. No connection was strong enough to call a friend. No one saw behind the windows of their eyes, into the universe that was their soul.

Inside that mind, there were worlds upon worlds, and stories, and words, and ideas, and thoughts, feelings, and goals. But they were just there, inside their mind, locked away inside. Truly the lock was but a mere closed door that needed just a push to open, for someone to put the effort into seeing what was inside.

But no one ever did. Therefore, they were the loneliest human in the world.

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Indian Harry

Theres a popular head cannon that says that Harry is actualy from Indian descent from the Potters side which got me thinking.

It would be incredibly adorable that had this been canon and he and the Patil twins stayed in touch, that the girls would have taught him about their culture. Imagine Parvati and Padma teaching him how to prepare Samosa and Curry, or teaching him about their traditional clothes and popular wedding traditions. I think it would of been quite nice to see.

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She crabbed love. She crabbed that sensation of outmost devotion to another soul. She wished for that care and patience. She hoped to be able to have someone so thrilled by her existence; but no one had ever felt that way towards her. Feelings ever so stopping at friendship(which she didn’t really mind).

But still, they wished to feel the warmth and flutter of falling head over heels for someone so splendid you’d never think of a future with out them. But she couldn’t… or at least no one would feel that ways towards them.

She knew that after all, that she was youthful and that there were plenty of fish in the sea(phrase she was told over and over again), but she couldn’t wait for the day she would catch it.

She patiently sat, waiting for some love. A secret confession, or a slow burn romance, or maybe even a fast passed, but the days became months and she resigned to the thought that maybe, love was not for her. So she sat. She sat and she read.

She read stories of love so pure and true. Both straight and gay, classics and new best sellers. She spent her money on hard back covers and her nights in consuming chapters. But whenever she reached the happily ever after and closed the lids of pocket of universe she felt empty again. As though her pink world had been turned off, and all feeling of hope, and hope for feeling banished with out a trace.

Once she had spent all of her money, and all of her time, and had read every romance book there was to hold, she sat. She sat and she thought. She thought of writing the most beautiful and romantic love story out there. Something that would fill the void in her life, and hopefully the life of others. Something that would make her feel all the emotions.

But the only thing she did was sit. For she had no words, every sentences she strung she deleted, for they were not big enough, or strong enough, or alive enough to spark a flame in her heart. In fact, it didn’t spark anything at all.

Not “happy”, not “joy” not “flutter”, not “splendor”, not even the “sad” or the “bitter”, not the “angry”, just “empty”.

If a writer was a crafts man that weaved words together to create ballads and prophecies so intricate and ostentatious, then she, must be the ittiest bittiest spider in the universe for she could not string two words together.

So she dulled, and greyed, and her heart paled. She gloomed through classes, and her steps no longer floated, instead it dragged and muddied the soles of her shoes. Her eyes no longer glimmered, and not even re-reading her favorites stories made her feel alive. As thought all the joy in her life had faded and gone.

And maybe perhaps this was her fate. Maybe this was what she was meant to be. Perhaps that’s what her destiny was, to for ever be sad and never find her pink, and so, she took her destiny with pride, and ever so slightly smiled at the beautiful shadow of her happier past.

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Ah yes, so Dean is a power bottom

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SUPERNATURAL

As a second Gen Tumblr-e, do I have the blessing from The Supernatural fandom?

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im feeling sad and home sick for a place I’ve never been too give me some male OC fanfiction, I’ll take anything, hogwarts, original, fluff, angst, with TWs, no TWs, just gay insert, please.

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New Solangelo head canon:

Sooo Nico is Italian right? What is something Italians were promoted to do in 1920’s? Dancing. And where is Will Solace from? Texas, so he probably heard many of the good Mexican songs growing up(and well... son of apollo of course he can dance), so my headcanon is... Nico really enjoys dancing, even in the Lotus Cacino and he would sometimes do it in his cabin when no one was around, so when Will and Nico became of age they went to a party and got a little tipsy and they discovered they could dance really well together, like the type of dancing that’s seductive yet playful at the same time, y’know?

so after that when they where feeling like it they would dance together in a cabin or even learn to dance more modern music and dance stiles. I personally think they particularly liked Tango, and Will insisted on having a rose while dancing at all times.

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Schools: Ma’am you need to change right foot wear right now! School policy doesn’t not condone open foot wear like that. You’re gonna have to put on some closed shoes right now!!

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I HERE BY SUMMON THE WHOVIANS OF TUMBLR!!!

DOCTOR WHO ARMY!!! WHOVIANS!!!! I NEED YOU TO TELL ME IN WHAT ORDER I SHOULD WATCH THE SHOW! I need a guide or something, so far the Doctor has transformed once, he’s our beloved Daddy Tennant and he’s still with Rose, but Zwhere I’m watching says that after episode 8(from season 2) there is a Christmas special from 2005, is this true? I need a bit of help from you guys. I know I’m getting in the dangerous waters of the fandoms, but as a second Tumblr Generation member... I’m getting desperate. Send help. :)

(By the way, I know this show is decades old, I’m just watching from the moment we get Rose with the bald doctor and those freaky plastic manikins)

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The reason why Sam Wilson doesn’t get his own movie is because he’s too damn smart for the franchise, his movie would be 20 mins intro and all. He would find out what’s happening, use logic, kick but, roll credits.

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Wait so like... Nico became an orphan when he was like what? 9? 10? And this was way back in the 30’s-40’s when Sexual Education was a MAJOR taboo, and he stayed at the Lotus hotel for YEARS... then he was taken to that School were the trio+Thalia saved de DiAngelos from, in which they spent like... less then a semester?. And then he goes on to be dark, expresso depresso, mytho-magic loving child?

So what you’re telling me is... that mister I shadowed traveled a Lost In Time- Giants Ass statue across the Atlantic. Mister I repressed my trauma until I met another sister of mine. Mister I was outed by Cupid himself... might not know how babies are made??

Because think about it, he was probably in 5th grade when he was taken to the Lotus, take into consideration wars were happening, he was traveling over seas and he was taking refuge from The Freaking Olympian Gods, sooo a few lost lessons in school were 100% plausible. So there might be a chance that no one told him how babies are made until he was a young adult, probably through Will when he asks “Why are a girl and boy not allowed alone on a cabin?” And Will would be like “Well you know... they get busy” and Nico just stares like “•_•?” And Wills like “Y’know, they have $€X, that equals babies” and Nico is just baffled.

Like, just imagine?

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Everyone! I am writing a very gay novel about pirates, I’m not giving more details! But I want you all to put your own OC’s to include them in it!

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Imagine, there is a ship, it’s made of whaterever metal that doesn’t sink. There is a “}” part on the bottom of it, imagine that on one side of the pointy side there are beach balls all along the line, but there are non on the other side. You put this ship on the sea, does it float, do the beach balls pop, or does it tip over?

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Soooooo... to be Arthur and Merlin?

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Might as well be milk with milk plus McMilk from StMilkeston

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Reblog because

nico at camp half blood basically, smh

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You know what’s great about Solangello? Not the head canons or the “significant annoyance” it’s the fact that it’s Canon. Just breath that in, we are not creating stuff out of nowhere we are just, filling in some spots, because does Will turn into a glow stick to find his clothes when leaving Cabin 13? Maybe, possibly yes, Does Will tell Nicos Skeleton Chauffeur that he isn’t allowed to take Nico to McDonalds? Possibly yes. We just don’t fully know. But it’s Very Gods Dam possible