i want to go on a shopping trip where i am the only one in the shopping mall and everything i want is free
that’s called night robbery
so be it
Look, I didn’t want to be a half-blood.
If you’re reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.
Being a half-blood is dangerous. It’s scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways.
If you’re a normal kid, reading this because you think it’s fiction, great. Read on. I envy you for being able to believe that none of this ever happened.
But if you recognize yourself in these pages - if you feel something stirring inside - stop reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it’s only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they’ll come for you.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you."
today in science class we were talking about thunderstorms and we looked out the window and there was a storm in the distance so i quietly whispered “the oncoming storm” and the kid behind me banged his knee on the desk and choked i think i have found my soulmate
this wasn’t supposed to get any notes omg
i ship it
We are dating
being a boy in a dress doesn’t make you gender fluid
its makes you a boy IN A DRESS
Being a transphobic fuck makes you a transphobic fuck.
I don’t think they’re being transphobic, I think they ment that you can wear whatever you want without being generfluid. Like a girl who wears boy clothes, and says she is a girl, means she’s a girl. If a boy wears girl clothes, and says he is a boy, he’s a boy.
you got me thank you
Kem’s eyes widened at the rodent. She shook her head and tried to smile. “You have it.” she said. No way would she even /touch/ that rodent. When she saw the boy shiver, Kem shrugged off her thin jacket and slowly draped it over him. “Warm?” she asked, curling up on her side.
He held the squealing rat by it’s tail and looked at it, trying to see what was wrong with it. He didn’t understand: it was a perfectly good rat! Why didn’t she want it? It was nice and fat too. Leo just shrugged. All the more for himself. He opened his mouth but then figured that he wasn’t hungry and let the rat go. It glared at him and he hissed at it, making it run away quickly. He looked at the jacket draped around his thin shoulders and frowned. What was this? But then he realized he wasn’t as cold anymore. His brain couldn’t connect the two together but he wasn’t about to give anything up. No; always keep the little he got to himself and make sure the animals don’t get to it first. The rat was supposed to be a peace offering, but apparently not.
Kem was actually glad that Leo hadn’t eaten the rat right then and there. She would have ended up gagging in disgust, at the very least. But a small smile did work its way through onto her lips as he kinda of faced off with the rodent. Kem took a deep breath and laid down on her side, curling up in a ball facing Leo. The situation that she was currently in came crashing down on her. She was in the middle of the woods with only a feral boy around. Honestly, she didn’t know what her next move would be, but Kem would have to think about it in the morning when her mind was clear. “Goodnight Leo.” She murmured on impulse, trying to force herself to get tired.
Leo curled up on his side facing her too, making a noise in response. He watched her eyes close and she lay still. He frowned and sat up. He reached out a scrawny leg and with his dirty little foot he nudged her. She wasn’t moving; that meant she was dead. He’d lost a lot of caretakers already; mama bear had died in front of him and the cub had ran away just days later. He screeched and jumped on her, smacking her in attempt to wake her up.
The sound alone would have woken her up, but when the felt a thin body on top of her hitting her, that’s when she jerked awake; freaked out. Kem gave her own yelp as she wiggled herself away from Leo, not understanding why he did what he did. Her hand lay over her heart as she tried to calm down her breathing. On impulse, she turned to snap at Leo for scaring her, but seeing the look in his eyes she immediately softened.
Leo screeched again until she jumped up and he fell back. He burst into tears, wailing loudly and curled up, wrapping his arms around himself. He turned into the dark corner of the room again and cried, rocking himself back and forth, back and forth, as if it would calm him down.
When Leo started crying, Kem slowly went to his side, still cautious. She laid a small hand on his arm and tried to get his attention. “Leo.” she cooed softly. She grabbed his hand gently and placed it under her collar bone where he could feel her heart beat, then placed it over Leo’s, then back over her’s. Kem was trying to say that as long as he felt that beat, she was alive.
Leo stopped, completely unused to physical contact, though he managed not to scream. He touched his chest before reaching out to put a hand on hers again so he could feel heartbeat. He closed his eyes as he let that soft, soothing beat calm him. He hesitated before he crawled forward towards her and put his head on her chest, listening to her heart, eyes closed.