delusions of grandeur

desert-revolution:

I firmly believe that the reason many Slytherins were easily convinced to join Voldemort was because they were treated like shit by the rest of the houses while they were growing up. Imagine spending seven of the most important years of your life being told that you were part of the bad house and therefore bad yourself. Everyone boos your quidditch team. All the houses will hang out with everyone except you. You grow up being hated by your fellow students and many of your teachers.

Now imagine someone comes along and tells you that you’re not worthless and bad. That you’re invited to join a family where you will right the wrongs committed against you. You have the opportunity to be wanted and powerful instead of a hated outcast. Several of your former classmates are telling you how great it is. How you’re welcomed and needed. These are the kids you grew up with. The classmates who went through all the same things you did. Being a Death Eater sounds pretty good now.

I’ve been waiting for a post like this.

THIS.

Did nobody stop to think and realize that if the Sytherin students had stood and fought, they would have been facing their own parents on a battlefield? Even if some of them weren’t really on board with the whole Death Eater thing, expecting them to fight was just cruel. They were children. The oldest of them were seventeen. Babies. And their own professors were asking them to shoot illegal killing spells at Mum and Dad.

Imagine you are a Slytherin and you are staying behind to defend your school and maybe restore some honor to your House. The other students are all giving you mistrustful glares. You know they’re waiting for you to start hitting them in the back with stunning spells. You consider doing it, too, because you’re already starting to regret the choice you made.

Then the battle begins, and you are up against a crowd of strangers who aren’t strangers at all. You recognize voices, muffled behind masks but still piercingly familiar. Your uncle. Your cousin. Your best friend’s big sister.

And then you see a tall man in expensive grey robes. A moment later you notice the small, curvy woman next to him, wand ready. They are guarding each others backs.

As you probably know, blood type is a big factor in Korean culture. It’s just like how many Westerners beieve in horoscopes and zodiac signs. When you are first meeting a Korean person, they might want to know what blood type you are, because certain personality traits are associated with particular blood types.

First off, let’s learn how to ask someone’s blood type. Formally, you would ask “혈액형이 뭐예요?” (hyeol-eg-hyung-i-mwo-ye-yo). You would most likely use this version because you are meeting someone for the first time, but the informal way to ask is “혈액형이 뭐야?” (hyeol-eg-hyung-i-mwo-ya).

Blood type As, “the farmers”, are thought to be shy, reserved, and patient. However, they can also be tense, cautious, and stubborn. Blood typs Bs, “the nomads”, are passionate, active, and wild. But they can also be forgetful, irresponsible, and selfish. Type ABs, “the humanists”, are rational, controlled, but can also have a split personality. The negative is that they can be critical, indecisive, and distant. Lastly, blood type Os, “the warriors”, are outgoing, optimistic, and energetic. They can also be rude, vain, and insensitive.