Once upon a time, when I was much younger, I picked up a book about a boy named Harry Potter and I fell in love with him and his story…and I followed those stories all the way through to the end, and I cried when I closed the final page. Little did I know that one day that boy and those stories would change the course of my life entirely.Julia Albain - A Glamorously Unglamorously Life (via danslameuteauxmedias)
She could see the protection spells coming apart. What took them so long to put up was brought down by the Death Eaters in a rate she wouldn’t believe if she weren’t seeing with her own eyes. In that moment she knew. She knew that there was no coming home. Not anymore. For an instant she could see Teddy’s face right in front of her. “Remember mummy loves you, baby.” She thought. Not a regret in her mind, she would die making a better world for him. What more could a son want from his mother? She looked at her husband and not a single word was needed, she could see in his eyes that he knew too. Quickly she held the wand that was in her right hand with her left one and reached for him. She wasn’t crying, she wasn’t afraid, she had him and as long as they stood side by side, she knew she would be alright. To hold his hand one last. To feel his skin on hers one last time. One last touch. “Please.” Was the only word on her mind. Looking back to the window she saw the explosion coming. For less than a second she was able to feel his touch before her body was thrown against the wall behind her. Were there even walls anymore? A piece of her wand’s wood had somehow broken through her skin in her hand. The left one was never the good one, but she needed to feel him one last time. From under the wreckage she could feel the heavy liquid going down her eyes. Remus was already gone beside her, there was no hope. In the corner of her eye, she was able to see her hair turning brown as the despair from her husband’s departure started to sink in. All her strengh was gone and her head tilted to the side. There was no coming home.
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SO FUCKING TRUE.
LOL IT’S NOT EVEN A PHASE. IT’S A LIFESTYLE.
the fandoms just keep accumulating!
Exactly!
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!
(via littlebitadventurous)
Dear GRRM,
I forgive you for what you did to Eddard.
And I think I can forgive you for what you did to Robb and Catelyn.
I might even be able to forgive you should any harm fall upon Arya or Jon or Daenerys.
But dear GRRM, I will NEVER forgive you if you kill Samwell Tarly!
*Submit your own Game of Thrones Confessions
I Can Do Anything Better Than You // Sherlock vs. The Doctor
“Anything you can do, I can do better.”
THIS IS SHEER BRILLIANCE. THE CHOICE OF CLIPS AND TIMING ARE PERFECTION.
this is probably the most awesome thing ever.
this is the best thing on the internet
I have nothing to add to the comments above. This is absolutely perfect.
Can I just stress the perfection this is? Editing, song choice, subject, timing. All of it.
Oh this is brilliant.
(via littlebitadventurous)
It’s fucking Darren Criss!:DDD
This would be me if I ever saw him irl
Martin Freeman? One for you.
Andrew Scott? One for you, Andrew Scott, YOU GO, Andrew Scott!
And. Ugh. Stephen Moffat? Do we have a Stephen Moffat here?
It’s Steven.
Oh Steven! Here you go, one for you.
And none for Benedict Cumberbatch. BYE!
(via ominous-roses)
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