17 9 / 2014

Harry could feel Ron shaking. The echoing bang of the slammed cellar door had not died away before there was a terrible, drawn-out scream from directly above them. “HERMIONE!" Ron bellowed, and he started to writhe and struggle against the ropes tying them together, so that Harry staggered. "HERMIONE!" "Be quiet!" Harry said. "Shut up, Ron, we need to work out a way -" "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!" Hermione screamed again from overhead, and they could hear Bellatrix screaming too, but her words were inaudible, for Ron shouted again, "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!”. . Harry felt the ropes fall away and turned, rubbing his wrists, to see Ron running around the cellar, looking up at the low ceiling, searching for a trapdoor. Ron was now trying to disapparate without a wand. . Hermione’s screams echoed off the walls upstairs, Ron was half sobbing as he pounded the walls with his fists.

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17 9 / 2014

iwantmybabybumpnow:

I found all of these on Pinterest and I thought i’d share ☺️

16 9 / 2014

witness-protection-with-wings:

witness-protection-with-wings:

so when i was 8 i was in an episode of iCarly and even though i’m 16 now and i have a pixie cut my friends still tell everyone that i was in iCarly.

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i pushed another child off a bench and stole her sandwich this is my legacy

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16 9 / 2014

Requested by Anonymous

Always gonna be one of my favorite episodes. :)

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16 9 / 2014

whitebeltwriter:

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15 9 / 2014

drakefan666:

if you scream at 19yr old retail workers who are trying their hardest till they cry i hope you fucking burn in the deepest level of hell

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15 9 / 2014

alittlebitpessimistic:

azalea-in-time:

ziamlevinestylinson:

2ollux-captor-ii2-my-dance2tor:

useless-worthless-nobody:

azalea-in-time:

When you go to a haunted house, it may seem like you’re being funny by trying to scare the actors or jump out at them when you go through a second time, but guess what? ITS NOT FUNNY.

You pay us to scare you. It is your choice to go, so don’t fucking go through if you’re going to ignore the rules and get too close to the actors as a ‘joke’.

These bruises happened because over the course of 4 hours, several people ignored the instructions that CLEARLY stated that they were to wait in the front room until told otherwise. Rather than listen, they ran into the next room and slammed into me- effectively throwing me into the wall. This didn’t only happen once. It happened ten times at LEAST.

Then we had this asshole who thought that once I ‘died’ for the haunt, he could pretend to kick me to see if I’d moved. I, being used to people abusing me- jumped back and slammed my head into the concrete wall.

YOU ARE NOT FUNNY BY BEING RUDE AT A HAUNTED HOUSE. WE ARE PAID ACTORS THAT YOU CHOOSE TO COME AND SEE PERFORM. YOU PAY US TO SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF YOU, SO DONT HIT US WHEN WE DO

I feel that this is relevant considering it is October and more Haunted Houses are opening up. I know it seems funny to scare the ‘monsters’ but all you do is hurt real people. So stop.

It’s not even October but I’m still spreading this

SIGNAL BOOOOOOOOSSSSSTTTTT!!!!!!! Now

Yeah…your director may want to consider reblocking

We don’t have a director? Or blocking??? It’s a haunted house bro, not a play

Reblogging for relevance-

I work at a Haunted House every October, and have been for the past few years. Our house in particular is staffed by Volunteer workers who are either earning credits for Graduation, or people who know the Family that owns the haunted attraction. In our City, we’re one of two Haunted Houses, so while we open in late September, we tend to get incredibly busy during the month of October and often work from 6pm until 2, 3am on weekends. 

We do not get paid to help out. Due to our location, we get a lot of drunk guys coming through, and a lot of ‘funny’ teenagers. In my several years working there, I’ve seen Actors get grabbed and thrown, stomped on, kicked, bitten, everything. A lot of the Actors at this attraction are young teenagers, Middle and Secondary School students, so this kind of abuse is terrifying and potentially emotionally scarring.

There’s a position half-way through the house we call ‘Psych Ward’, and it’s essentially a jump scare. The scare is a corner-room, boxed in with walls and broken windows, that the Actor pops out of and shouts and taunts the people going through. October, 2012, a couple were going through the Psych Ward corner and the scare went off as per usual. The girlfriend of this couple got very startled but laughed it off and continued on. The boyfriend, however, back-tracked and went up to the broken window and punched the Actor in the face for scaring his girlfriend. The Actor, who I’m going to call Tracy, had a black eye for a good two weeks solid and the couple had to be escorted out of the house and were banned from the property. Ever since we’ve ruled that Veteran Actors (someone who’s been there for 3+ years) are the only ones allowed in this particular Scaring Spot.

He paid to get scared and then got violent when we delivered.

There are so many stories I can tell of ignorant customers banging back on scares and injuring the Actors inside, grabbing props from the actors and hurting them with it, destroying props because they thought it would be ‘funny’. 

I just want to raise awareness that the ACTORS ARE STILL PEOPLE. We’re instructed to get the best kind of scare out of you, sometimes with no pay at all (like this particular attraction), so please respect our work.

We wouldn’t come to your job, mock you, and push you around trying to be ‘funny’. Don’t come to our job and do that to us!

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15 9 / 2014

My husband, y’all. This is what was waiting for me when I got off work last night. Ain’t he the sweetest?!

My husband, y’all. This is what was waiting for me when I got off work last night. Ain’t he the sweetest?!

15 9 / 2014

I love my job. I’m getting this movie BRAND NEW tomorrow for just $5. Perks, I guess. :)

I love my job. I’m getting this movie BRAND NEW tomorrow for just $5. Perks, I guess. :)

15 9 / 2014

On Sunday, August 31, 2014 my Granny (great grandmother) passed away as a result of cancer. We’d only known for a few weeks. I had last seen her a week to the day that she passed. I left the next morning and went to Indiana from Alabama, my second trip in less than a week. I didn’t see her often, or really know her all that well, but I always loved to visit with her. I don’t have that many memories with her, but the ones I do are lasting. I attending her viewing and the funeral. I knew I couldn’t walk up to her casket, and I didn’t. I fought hard against the tears when I saw loved ones break down, but I still I did not shed a tear for her passing. I made the trip back home the day after her funeral. That night I went with my husband to a co-worker’s house and had some drinks. After my husband decided it was time to go home, I laid in the bed with him just telling him how I felt about the pain I had to see the whole week I had been gone. How I felt bad I hadn’t shed a tear for her. It was there that I finally cried, finally broke down. The only witness to my hurt, my husband. He held me while I just shattered. I’d been strong for so long. Strong for my mother, strong for my grandmother, and strong for my family.
She’s gone, I’ll never get a chance to know her more, but I can’t regret that I lived so far away. I know I made the effort to see her in the hospital while everyone else had more important things to do. I know I got to say goodbye one last time. I know that she knew I came to see her. I’m at peace.

RIP Freda Moore.
December 5, 1932 - August 31, 2014.