Dean: *sitting On The Floor* Guys The Floor Is Lava!

Percy + The Prewett Twins - Headcanon List

I’ve had this in my queue for so long it’s almost ridiculous, so I just thought I’d post it now. I’ve been wanting to do this for a long while lol. Off we go!

- During the first wizarding world war, the Weasleys decided to split up, they thought it would be wisest. When Percy was born, the war began to get more intense and even worse. Percy was placed with his two uncles, Fabian and Gideon, who were ecstatic to get the kid who looked so much like them. He was placed there when he was three years old. 

- He didn’t act much like them, it turned out, but they were okay with that. He had their hair, their sister’s smile, and their best friend’s eyes, and he was so incredibly precious. 

- They raised him with love and care, it distracted them from their own pain. The two took turns reading to Percy and took turns holding him. They didn’t need to think so much about the pains of war with their nephew right in front of them.

- The rare times the three of them all went out in public, people often asked which one of twins was Percy’s father. Gideon would laugh loudly as Percy would say “they can’t be my father if they’re my uncles?” Fabian would repeat what Percy said and the person would be embarrassed.

- Percy watched them both die. He was only 4 or 5 at the time, so it didn’t truly register what happened until it did. The twins fought valiantly, but they were eventually brought to their demise by the killing curse. 

- He did the only thing he could, and flooed to the burrow. He had seen Fabian do it before, and he thought it would work. He was sobbing, unable to breathe by the time he had gotten home. Because there was soot in his lungs, on his clothes, and his uncles were dead. Two people very close to his heart now gone forever.

- For a long time, Percy didn’t consider The Burrow home. Fabian and Gideon’s house was home, not this place. This place was filled with people who knew him but he didn’t know, it was scary, this new place. It was familiar, but new. 

- Molly would cry often after she tucked Percy into bed, because he looked so much like them and he had to see them die and merlin, the pain he must be feeling-

- Percy didn’t remember who Arthur was when he came home forever once the war ended, and had a very hard time being comfortable around him. The relationship only slightly improved over the years, much to Arthur’s chagrin. 

- For quite a few years, he spoke very little. He didn’t speak unless spoken to first, and even then he was still quite quiet. He was a shy child, always. As he grew to be a teenager, he was shy with those his age still, perhaps even more severely than it had been when he was younger, but he was fine and confident around adults. 

-some more alive Ghostbur shenanigans-

Ghostbur: Did it hurt when you fell?

Revived Wilbur *on the floor*: From what? The pedestal I put my self worth on or in love?

Ghostbur: Oh dear... um... as much as I'd Love to save your Ego... YOU JUST FACE PLANTED DOWN A FLIGHT OF STAIRS!

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Revived Wilbur: I am having- and this is crazy, I'm having feelings again! Like some 14 year old kid or something, I- you remember feelings right?

Ghostbur: ... yeah I have feelings every single day of my existence...

Revived Wilbur: Do you?

Ghostbur *growing distressed*: Are you saying you don't have feelings?!

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Revived Wilbur: Doesn't mater! There are only 4 rules you need to remember. Make the plan. Execute the plan. Expect the plan to go off the rails.... Throw away the plan.

Ghostbur: There was a plan?

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Ghostbur: *playing with Friend in a flower field*

Revived Wilbur: *crunch*

Ghostbur: ...

Revived Wilbur: ...

Ghostbur: Spit it out...

Revived Wilbur: *crunch-crunch-crunch*

Ghostbur: DON’T CHEW FASTER–

Imagine when Bruno was a teen, or while he was growing up in general, if he wanted to be left alone all he'd have to do was go to the top of the stairs in his room like imagine-

Alma: *standing at the bottom of the stairs* Bruno, get down here now!

5 seconds later

Bruno's voice from the distance: NO!

Sam: (drunk) hey! You’re my favourite bitch

Gabriel: I… didn’t realize I was your bitch. Or that you had other bitches

Sam: your other personalities are also my bitches, but this one’s my favourite.

Gabriel: awwww…I think?

Techno: Ranboo.

Ranboo: Yeah?

Techno, gesturing at his chest: Explain.. that.

Ranboo, looking down at Tommy who's wrapped around him like a koala: Oh! He just does this sometimes.

Phil: . . . What mate?

Ranboo, smiling: Yeah! I think he may be asleep though, so could you guys try to be quiet?

Phil, whispering: What the fuck.

Hyde: I didn't do anything illegal!

Jekyll: That's not very reassuring.

one of my favorite things on the dsmp is how many more endermen there are now.

people used to kill endermen anytime they accidentally looked at one from hundreds of blocks away. theyd show off how quickly they could get one to attack and cheered whenever they got pearls

and then ranboo joined! all of a sudden, people were hesitating to kill endermen. all of a sudden, these tall creatures reminded them of their new, timid, black-and-white friend. they saw how ranboo flinched at the sound of an enderman’s dying screams. they noticed how he hated eye contact, just like his ancestors. they’d wonder if this thing they were about to kill was a friend or family member of the kid’s. so they left endermen alone, logging out to avoid their anger and trading with villagers for their pearls

now, the smp is covered with endermen. its not uncommon to be approached by one on the prime path, or given a grass block while building. the tundras are filled with the humanoids, all of them knowing that there was no danger where the halfling boy lived. edward was mourned when his time finally came. now the members of the dream smp see endermen less as monsters, and more as friends :)

Can I say, my favorite thing I've experienced in mcyt

My perception of tubbo from only watching Tommy: a nice quiet kid, who goes along with whatever his frineds want to do.

Actually starts watching Tubbo: this kid is an agent of chaos.

Malia: Anyone else angry and gay on this Wednesday night?

Stiles: I'm bi and annoyed, is that close enough?

there's a very thin line between bodyguard boyfriend and trophy wife and Crowley is balancing on it like a goddamn funambulist