❝No Matter How Many Times I’m Reborn, I’m Always Going To Be Your Little Sister! No Matter What!

Masterlist

The umbrella academy

Marvel

Bridgerton

Shadow & Bone

Miraculous Ladybug

Fate: Winx saga

Stranger things

Enola Holmes

Shadowhunters

Narnia

Chilling adventures of Sabrina

Miss Peregrine’s home for peculiar children

ASOUE

Star wars

The Originals / The vampire diaries

Harry Potter fandom

Once upon a time

Outer Banks

The Sandman

Top Gun Maverick

Wednesday 

House of the dragon

Game fics

Barbie the movie

The walking dead

Great chapter! Kirari cared a lot for her twin. What a revelation and yes she is somewhat jealous of Mary on how she was able to let Ririka open up to her.

4 - 2 = 2 hands

4 × 2 = tate mcrae

software: capcut

disclaimer: i do not own the song but i did cut it.

Captain America: The First Avenger (Joe Johnston, 2011)

Why the hell was this deleted??? IT SHOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN DELETED AAAH. These two boys are so infatuated & head over heals for Dean. "Not my type" .... Crowley.... who are you trying to convince? "Maybe he's your boyfriend..." are we deflecting much Castiel?

THE PUNCH

In the midst of the intense battle against Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic, the atmosphere was tense and charged with magic. Spells were being cast left and right, and the air was thick with tension. Amidst it all, a young wizard named Glenn found himself feeling completely drained.

Rubbing his tired eyes, Glenn scratched his head with his wand, trying to shake off the weariness that had settled over him. Voldemort's voice droned on as he continued his speech, his words a twisted mix of arrogance and malevolence. Glenn couldn't help but feel a sense of irritation mingling with his exhaustion.

As Voldemort's speech reached its climax, the battle erupted into chaos. Spells collided, and the clash of magic filled the air. Glenn's mind was foggy from lack of sleep and hunger, and he felt a surge of frustration building within him.

Just as Voldemort raised his wand to cast a particularly powerful curse, Glenn's patience reached its breaking point. In a moment of boldness driven by irritation, he clenched his fist and swung it with all his might, connecting with Voldemort's face in a resounding punch.

The impact was unexpected and powerful, and Voldemort was knocked off balance. His wand fell from his hand as he stumbled backward, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief. For a brief moment, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze as everyone stared in astonishment at what had just transpired.

Glenn stood there, his knuckles throbbing from the force of the punch, a mixture of disbelief and satisfaction on his face. He cracked his knuckles, wincing slightly at the pain. Then, without missing a beat, he looked up and noticed the wide-eyed stares and open mouths of those around him.

"Uh, yeah," Glenn muttered, shrugging his shoulders as if it was no big deal. "I mean, the guy was really getting on my nerves, and I just want to go home and take a nap."

His words were met with a mix of incredulous looks and amused chuckles from the other wizards and witches on the battlefield. Even Voldemort's loyal followers seemed taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.

Glenn's actions had managed to knock Voldemort unconscious, leaving the Dark Lord sprawled on the floor. The battlefield was still for a moment, and then, as if shaken from a trance, the battle resumed with renewed vigor.

With Voldemort temporarily incapacitated, the tide of the battle began to turn in favor of the defenders. Glenn's unexpected punch had provided a much-needed morale boost and a break in the tension. Spells were cast, and the battle raged on, but there was a renewed sense of determination in the air.

And in the midst of it all, Glenn stood, his hand still throbbing from the punch, a tired but satisfied smile on his face. Sometimes, a well-timed punch was all it took to change the course of history, even in the magical world.

ben hardy masterlist

titles marked with ♥︎ include smut

one shots

⇢ my type ♥︎

in which you’re a disgruntled, unorganized college student and ben is merely your neighbor just trying to pass his classes.

⇢ birds don't sing

in which you and ben have been best friends for years, but after an incident with joe, things begin to change.

⇢ mr. loverman ♥︎

in which breaking up with ben is the hardest thing you’ve ever done, especially when you’re still in love with each other.

⇢ bookends

in which ben is a lonely author who just so happens to fall in love with his neighbor.

series

⇢ three hearts ♥︎

in which you can’t stand ben. really, truly, can’t stand him. it’s just your luck that he gets you pregnant.

blurbs

⇢ lazy sex ♥︎ ⇢ shower sex ♥︎ ⇢ dad ben ⇢ fifa accidents ♥︎ ⇢ ben when you’re sick ⇢ dad!ben’s birthday ⇢ spitting ♥︎ ⇢ ben x cam girl ♥︎ ➝ part 2 ♥︎ ⇢ breeding kink ♥︎ ⇢ 3h family quarantine ⇢ friends with benefits ♥︎ ⇢ choking ♥︎

all mini blurbs can be found here!

⇢ dad!ben

NO ONE knows how to use thou/thee/thy/thine and i need to see that change if ur going to keep making “talking like a medieval peasant” jokes. /lh

They play the same roles as I/me/my/mine. In modern english, we use “you” for both the subject and the direct object/object of preposition/etc, so it’s difficult to compare “thou” to “you”.

So the trick is this: if you are trying to turn something Olde, first turn every “you” into first-person and then replace it like so:

“I” →  “thou”

“Me” →  “thee”

“My” →  “thy”

“Mine” →  “thine”

Let’s suppose we had the sentences “You have a cow. He gave it to you. It is your cow. The cow is yours”.

We could first imagine it in the first person-

“I have a cow. He gave it to me. It is my cow. The cow is mine”.

And then replace it-

“Thou hast a cow. He gave it to thee. It is thy cow. The cow is thine.”