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November 13, 2018
leah-cultice:Khadijha Red Thunder, Kaya Wilkins & Amelia...
Khadijha Red Thunder, Kaya Wilkins & Amelia Rami by Sharif Hamza for Allure US August 2017
November 12, 2018
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Friendly reminder that writing advice is subjective. Even I’ve given out advice that I later realized was poor or in bad taste. When looking for help with writing, try not to take everything so literal. If it rubs you a wrong way, it’s okay not to follow it. The thing about writing (I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again) is that it’s a never-ending learning process, even for the people giving out the tips and advice.
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I do not feel as though this was adequately appreciated
November 11, 2018
Kim Shimmers and the Deathly Hallows
A Harry Potter fanfic by me (and the 5th, final installment in the Kim Shimmers series)
She was like Voldemort in at least one way. They were both of the same make now.
Dead,
alive, the two of them were some cross between. Perhaps he had even felt it in
her.
This Harry Potter fan fiction (as long as all goes according to plan) will be posted by the beginning of every week. The pictures above are not mine, though I edited some.
Chapter 6
By Blood
For the next few days, Mrs. Weasley kept everyone’s mind off death and gloom by filling their days with tasks in preparation for the wedding. Kim had already gathered that she was in disbelief over Ron, Hermione, and Harry’s plans to drop out of Hogwarts, and to leave on their own. Since no one understood what it was Harry was leaving for, or what Harry was in relation to Voldemort’s defeat, no one could understand why Dumbledore would have left a task of great importance to someone so young.
Kim herself was utterly torn about her decision not to go with them. Surely they would need all the help they could get. But she had to help Harry first, find a way to strip Voldemort form Harry’s sole, find a way to save him. She hadn’t forgotten her agreement with Dumbledore. Since she was the only person who knew about Harry’s necessary death, it was essential she stay alive long enough to see the deed done, if it came to that. The more she thought about it, the more it sank in that she, and she alone would be the one to either save Harry’s life, or take it.
“You all right?”
Kim looked over her head. She was lying alone on her bed in Ginny’s room, staring at the celling when George had silently come in.
“Fine,” she said plainly, but she knew he wouldn’t believe her. She had been sullen a lot the past few days, despite the festivities. Resigning to staying behind had been difficult, though she was glad Harry had agreed, reluctantly, to stay in the Burrow until he turned 17, which was only a day before Fleur and Bill’s wedding, so he’d again been convinced that he might as well stay for that too.
“Yeah, just like everyone,” George said sarcastically. “Harry’s been a right bundle of joy.” He sat down at the head of the bed beside Kim’s folded ankles, back facing her.
“I know… It’s not his fault, there’s just so much on him.”
“Yeah… should be grateful he has you, though…”
Kim frowned up at him in question. Especially following her recent line of thought, this statement made no sense. He looked over his shoulder at her and shifted his body so they were more facing one another before continuing.
“Think he’d probably’ve wound himself right up a wall by now if it weren’t for you. Like the other night, he was having himself a right fit. I thought what we were saying was as much as could be said to calm someone down,” he said with a deep shrug. “But then you said whatever you said… like magic words or something.”
Kim exhaled sharply with a sideways smile. “Not everything’s magic.”
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*starts homework at 11pm on sunday*
fuck i have homework
you see what i mean
fuck i cant remember if i had homework or not
this post comes back every sunday and it’s relevant every time
goddammit
reblog every sunday to save a life
"you helped dig my grave when i was ready to jump in. i can’t believe i once thought that meant you..."
- shelby leigh (via nothingwithoutwords)
