#day 443

[risequotes]

Daily Rise Quotes: DAY 443

Leo: You may not have taught us everything.

Mikey: But you did teach us the most important thing!

Donnie: Be there for each other!

(Season 2, Episode 13B - Rise)

[dailykarmen]

[dailytuckerrule]

[rooooobeeeeeee]

[daily-william-afton]

here is your daily dose of William - please enjoy :D

[jaina-chaosweaver-of-fate]

Darling laughter and focussed fire, Standing around and waltzing grace, Pistol rounds falling around, Putting threats into their place.

[haiku-every-day]

The ghost of the past, /

what is it you ask? it’s a, /

thing called memory.

[daily-ethoslab]

Amazing job! I love him so much!! <3 he's so cuteeee

Day *checks notes* 443 of an etho a day! Giving out wonderful mod a break :3 @daily-ethoslab

I freehanded this using a pose reference that I am happy to share for anyone interested! Credit for the pose is in the original image.

[mothaday]

[sylphwing]

started resetting for a mudkip alongside the litten bc my sister decided not to take her 3ds to uni w her 🥴🥴

[carcinized]

im getting my writing mojo back guys this is awesome. after i finish this im gonna work on C-17 WEEE !!!

[dailykarmen]

[astrometrych]

Astronomy #Space #Espace #Astrometry

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: February 7, 2011

Lyrics:

It's always been about me, myself, and I

I thought relationships were nothing but a waste of time

I never wanted to be anybody's other half

I was happy saying I had a love that wouldn't last

That was the only way I knew 'til I met you

You make me wanna say

I do, I do, I do, do-do-do-do-do-do-do

Yeah, I do, I do, I do, do-do-do-do-do-do-do

'Cause every time before it's been like maybe yes and maybe no

I can live without it, I can let it go

Ooh, what did I get myself into?

You make me wanna say

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

Tell me, is it only me

Do you feel the same?

You know me well enough to know that I'm not playing games

I promise I won't turn around and I won't let you down

You can trust I've never felt it like I feel it now

Baby, there's nothing, there's nothing we can't get through

So can we say

I do, I do, I do, do-do-do-do-do-do-do

Oh, baby, I do, I do, I do, do-do-do-do-do-do-do

'Cause every time before it's been like maybe yes and maybe no

I won't live without it, I won't let it go

What more can I get myself into?

You make me wanna say

Meet my family, how's your family?

Ooh, can we be a family?

And when I'm 80 years old and I'm sitting next to you

Songwriter:

And we'll remember when we said

I do, I do, I do, do-do-do-do-do-do-do

Oh, baby, I do, I do, I do, do-do-do-do-do-do-do

'Cause every time before it's been like maybe yes and maybe no

No, I won't live without it, I won't let us go

Just look at what we got ourselves into

You make me wanna say

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

Love you

Colbie Caillat / Tobias Gad

SongFacts:

👉📖

[redfagdiver]

[my-castles-crumbling]

wall - November 2nd - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 443

In Regulus's family, the word pride was associated with blood status. It meant superiority and bigotry; condescending actions and making others feel inferior. Not once, in all of his years, had his parents ever told him they were proud of him.

Even as he aged, his actions, when deemed appropriate, were simply met with a head nod or a simple 'good.' Affection and praise were not given, and Regulus learned not to seek them out. He was either left alone for meeting expectations, or admonished for being disappointing.

So at age seventeen, when he finally ran away to the safety of the Potters during the winter holidays of his seventh year, he didn't understand why James's parents were so nice.

James, of course, was overjoyed to have him there. Ridiculously thrilled that he'd chosen to stay and, even though Regulus constantly worried about it, not at all upset that Regulus became something of a needy housecat: curling into his boyfriend's lap silently for most of the hours of the day, silently processing his past.

Sirius, too, was teary-eyed with happiness. All too eager to hug him and mend their broken relationship, willing to talk whenever Regulus allowed himself to speak aloud about anything they'd seen in their horrible childhood home.

But he didn't understand Effie and Fleamont. So, months later, when he prepared for his graduation ceremony in June of that year, he expected Sirius and James to be there, obnoxious hooting and hollering. He did not expect to see the Potters in the audience.

"Your parents?" Regulus gasped into James's ear, some of his breath knocked from him as he was pulled into a huge hug after the ceremony ended.

"Of course!" James beamed. "They're so bloody proud of you! Mum cried when they called your name and everything!"

Stunned, Regulus walked over to the waiting adults, blushing lightly. "Hi," he mumbled shyly.

"Regulus! Congratulations!" Fleamont boomed, pulling him into a hug almost as enthusiastic as James's.

"So proud, love!" Effie gushed, hugging him as well. "Now, pose for a picture, we want to put you on the wall in the sitting room right next to Sirius and James!"

And Regulus froze. Never before, in his seventeen years of life, had his parents ever asked for this. A stuffy, commissioned portrait, sure. But a picture? Blinking, he tilted his head to the side. "Me? I'm not-"

But it was too late. James and Sirius put an arm around either side of him, directing him to smile at the magical camera.

"You're amazing, love," James whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "And we're so glad you're here."

Blinking, Regulus could only smile.