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Hello! This is a sort of reply to Karmic Justice (I did reply on AO3, but you either haven't had time to read it, or reply to it - which is perfectly fine - and I'm just so excited by that fic I skipped the review and went straight for the mini-maybe-omake). (1/2)

(2/?) (It’s longer than I thought) You now must put up with my mini-omake I can’t get out of my head!!!-So, Tsuna convinces the Vindice (through sheer baby!sky adorableness Hax) to go visit Madara. And, while negotiating release/capture/imprisonment - and assuming Reborn doesn’t quite notice, Madara or Tobirama kindly invites (not the word I’m looking for, but how do you politely threaten and demand their leader comes around for tea, information/interrogation, and generally scoping out the …

(3/?) the policing system? It’ll just be like dealing with visiting Kages) their Leader (Von whatshisface - mini Vindice) to sit with them. It probably comes about as a negotiating thing, because they (Mads and the others) want to make sure the Vindice can punish the crims (and leftovers from Estrano because fuck them and their Child Torturing ways - if the Vindice don’t go after them Madara will! …

(4/? - sorry, I’d message directly, but when I do they never get through) And he’s been told splitting himself onto three battlefields is too much even for him!) and what better way to do that then have a little chat with their Leader?The Vindice agrees, and a few weeks/whatever later, Von Stuecker (??? ue because that’s how you spell without umlauts) turns up. And. Madara /loses his shit/. …

(5/?) Politely at first. (In other words, Izuna and Tobirama take over to question his appearance while Madara sits there with murder in his eyes, effectively muted with absolute fury - vainly holding onto his temper for /information/ because Fon never mentioned /this guy/ - looming like an active super volcano in the background. So Tobi - because he would have been filled in - and Izuna takeover). …

(5/?) It seems like I can’t send the rest (something about a link? But I can’t find it? I didn’t write a link in the minific?)

Hello! I do remember seeing your comment on Ao3 and I really enjoyed it! The mini omake was super cute. ^_^

As for how the meeting with the Vindice goes down I imagine that to start with they’re brought before Madara in a formal meeting hall. The Wrath Sky is seated on the dias, bracketed by his brothers with Tobirama at his right hand. Tsuna and the rest of the children bow, properly respectful to the Ruling Sky. Tsuna immediately introduces Mukuro as his new Mist Guardian, the others as his new Elements, and announces that they have been granted Sanctuary with the HIbari Clan.

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I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

Wait, so, after being chosen as the fourth TriWizard Champion, Harry was immediately asked if he had an older student put his name in for him. So, like, was it actually that easy? Because if it was, you can’t tell me that some broke-ass Slytherin seventh-year didn’t immediately realize this and start raking in the cash. Like damn, they don’t want to be a part of this Insane Danger Stunt Show themselves, but they’ll put basically any scrap of paper you want into that stupid cup for a sickle.

You’re a first-year who can’t cast Wingardium Leviosa yet? Whatever, sure, just pay up. There’s no way you’re going to be chosen against Angelina “Can Probably Crush You With Her Thighs” Johnson, but at least you can tell all your eleven-year-old buddies that you Did A Cool Thing.

You wanna forcibly enter your friend without their consent? Hell no, get that shit out of here. I’m a Slytherin, not a complete bastard. If I’ve hear about you trying this shit again, I’mma curse your butt into the Lake and report you to Flitwick. You might think that’s funny because he’s short, but you will learn, young padawan. You will fear the Flitwick.

You’re a third-year who thinks that becoming the Hogwarts Champion will impress your crush? Okay, into the fiery cup. But also lmfao, have you even seen Cedric “Hottie McDreamy the Hufflepuff” Diggory? Like, hot damn. 

You wanna enter your owl? Your cat? Your toad? Go for it, man, that’d be effing hilarious. I would actually pay to see that Tournament.

You’re a fifth-year who genuinely wants to enter the Tournament? Well, okay, but man, I am roomies with Cassius “Wake Up Before Noon At Your Own Risk” Warrington and he’d be grinding you into the floor under the heel of his handmade, Italian, dragon-hide shoes before you even knew what hit you.

You wanna enter… McGonagall? No, no, nonononono. That’s how people effing die, man. Like, she would destroy the competition and it would be glorious to behold and I would cry tears of awe at the sheer beauty of her wrath… but also, I am too young and beautiful to die. She would find us and we would die. Best scenario is she keeps us as pet mice forever.

So after the Weasley twins get their Age Potion issues fixed, a tiny Slytherin first-year girl sidles up to them in the halls and whispers, “You wanna enter the Tournament? Phil can hook you up. But you didn’t hear it from me!” And so the Weasley twins go find Phil, and Phil tells them straight up, “One slip for a sickle, three for two, five for three, and ten for four.”

Fred’s like, “Does entering your name more than once actually do anything?”

Phil, “Don’t know, don’t care.” (It doesn’t, Phil’s checked. He’d charge more if it did.)

And how does Phil get away with entering all these names? He tells all the supervising professors that he’s entering his own name - again and again and again - for a better chance at being selected. Professor Sprout informs him gently that this won’t make a difference and Phil tells her with the wide-eyed innocence of someone running a major scam operation that “Might as well try, Professor! Maybe diligence with pay off in the long run!”

Sprout’s heart melts, and everyone in the know facepalms. Everyone not in the know looks at him with “cheating Slytherin!” expressions and Phil dgaf because he’s got a giant pile of money now, suckers. [Snape noticed something was up, but didn’t care enough to stop it. Moody also noticed, but didn’t do anything. (Barty approves.)]

Entering more names doesn’t help because it’s not a lottery, the Goblet actually chooses, so a person can only really be entered once. It’s probably actually a good thing that Cedric “Tried to have a won Quidditch match made invalid out of fairness” Diggory and Harry “I am confused and I don’t want to be here” Potter were chosen. Because if fourth-year Ravenclaw Travis Collins had been chosen, the Goblet would have spat out all one-hundred and eighty-three scraps of paper with his name on it.

“Kids these days have too much pocket-money,” Phil comments as he comforts his boyfriend, Cassius Warrington, for being passed over in favor of Cedric “Made of Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice” Diggory, and counts the massive pile of money he’s collected. “Kinda wish the fiery cup had picked that kid’s Kneazle, though. That would’ve been awesome.”

[-Inspired by this post by @accio-shitpost-]

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“A house I pass on the way to work has this sculpture in its yard. Its about 8 feet tall.”

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                   the tragedy of anakin skywalker (x)

where barry allen indirectly has been an accessory for rogue robberies on multiple occasions. the irony that he’s the flash is not lost on him

“hold the bag, bud” the weather wizard shouts under a squall of hail

barry rolls his eyes heavenward, another trip to the bank ruined. maybe one day he’ll open that savings account…

“sweetie - get the door” purrs the golden glider with her gun as barry finds himself in another armed robbery. he should have ordered iris’s gift of amazon instead - christmas shopping will never get done

having a dual identity has never been so frustrating

“allen - you’re a csi, why are you always part of these crime scenes?” barks captain singh wearily. barry shrugs helplessly, how was he supposed to know captain cold would rob the first national bank closest to jitters during the morning rush

my friend asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend because her parents are homophobic af but they ended up hating me so much that they were glad when she said she was gay task failed successfully