Cute Tiny Owl With Mushrooms By  Tanja Brandt

i came up with sort of an easy to swallow metaphor for my birthname in regards to my transition and it will be worded something like this

"imagine it’s like pokemon.. let’s say you have a pikachu and it evolves.. you’ll still have had it as a pikachu for a while, but it’s a raichu now, and even though it was a pikachu before, you wouldn’t go calling a pikachu raichu just because you knew it as pikachu for a long time. it wouldn’t be right"

Just watch it.

The year Hogwarts reopens

The Great Hall is quiet when the first years come in. They are watched by everyone else, but even the young ones can see gaps in the tables, and they knew it was from the students who would never come back.

The hat does not just sing about the houses this year. It tells a tale of the Hufflepuffs who lay down their lives, smart Ravenclaws who used every trick they knew, cunning Slytherins who protected the young from a war and brave Gryffindors who fought alongside them all.

One by one the first years were sorted, and they slowly filled the gaps in the table.

The headteacher stands, and before they eat, she reminds them all that houses only show your traits, not who you will turn out to be. And then she tells them that rules are changing. Houses are allowed - and should- mix during meals.

Nothing happens at first. But then a few stand up, mostly siblings, and they change tables. At first there is a strange silence but slowly the room relaxes and new friendships start to grow.

By the end of the first week, most people sit at different tables every meal.

By the end of the first term, the four tables are no longer separate. They are now pushed together into a giant square, so students can sit all together.

The teachers watch on, shocked it worked so well, but also pleased, because no child will ever be alone or feel out of place, and the friendships between houses finally looks the way the four founders always wanted it to be.

does anyone else think it’s weird that american kids spend 18+ years in learning environments that discourage independent thought only to be shoved into a job market that’s increasingly focused on self-motivated innovators

They don’t like one another but all want to sleep on the bed. This is the agreement they came to.

I need a hug. Reblog if you agree.

so how about that scott pilgrim au