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stupidchocolate:

This is exactly how I feel.

stupidchocolate:

This is exactly how I feel.

(Source: kstewarts)

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subliminal-mindfuck:

probably my favorite .gif ever.
just because. 

subliminal-mindfuck:

probably my favorite .gif ever.

just because. 

(Source: m0ritz-steifels)


(Source: gideonglick)

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You’re now a timelord. The 41st gif in your folder is your companion and the 17th gif in your folder is your arch enemy.

composedofnows:

wrappedallintimeandtweed:

msangelasandall:

My Companion:

fuckin’ baller as hell. Nicki Minaj and I would KICK ASS in the Tardis

My Arch Enemy:

Andrew Garfield!?!?! But.. But… he’s so pretty!! 


My Companion:

My arch enemy:

Ten and Donna are my enemies? No!

HE WOULD FLIP THE FUCK OUT WOULD HE NOT.

Well, we all knew gingers were evil anyway. 

Companion:

Enemy:

(Source: thesmellofearthafterrain)

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itspuckurtbitch:


kurtofsky

itspuckurtbitch:

kurtofsky

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criss-colfer:

deathbyboner:

flawless

AND SAVED

criss-colfer:

deathbyboner:

flawless

AND SAVED

(Source: lunalalonde)

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jinxedpixie:

 Petunia glanced around. The playground was deserted apart from themselves and, though the girls did not know it, Snape. Lily had picked up a fallen flower from the bush behind which Snape lurked. Petunia advanced, evidently torn between curiosity and disapproval. Lily waited until Petunia was near enough to have a clear view, then held out her palm. The flower sat there, opening and closing its petals, like some bizarre, many-lipped oyster.

“Stop it!” shrieked Petunia.

“It’s not hurting you,” said Lily, but she closed her hand on the blossom and threw it back to the ground. “It’s not right,” said Petunia, but her eyes had followed the flower’s flight to the ground and lingered upon it. “How do you do it?” she added, and there was definite longing in her voice.
“It’s obvious, isn’t it?” Snape could no longer contain himself, but had jumped out from behind the bushes. Petunia shrieked and ran backward toward the swings, but Lily, though clearly startled, remained where she was. Snape seemed to regret his appearance. A dull flush of color mounted the sallow cheeks as he looked at Lily.
“What’s obvious?” asked Lily.
 Snape had an air of nervous excitement. With a glance at the distant Petunia, now hovering beside the swings, he lowered his voice and said, “I know what you are.” 
“What do you mean?”
“You’re…you’re a witch,” whispered Snape.

jinxedpixie:

Petunia glanced around. The playground was deserted apart from themselves and, though the girls did not know it, Snape. Lily had picked up a fallen flower from the bush behind which Snape lurked. Petunia advanced, evidently torn between curiosity and disapproval. Lily waited until Petunia was near enough to have a clear view, then held out her palm. The flower sat there, opening and closing its petals, like some bizarre, many-lipped oyster.

“Stop it!” shrieked Petunia.

“It’s not hurting you,” said Lily, but she closed her hand on the blossom and threw it back to the ground. “It’s not right,” said Petunia, but her eyes had followed the flower’s flight to the ground and lingered upon it. “How do you do it?” she added, and there was definite longing in her voice.

“It’s obvious, isn’t it?” Snape could no longer contain himself, but had jumped out from behind the bushes. Petunia shrieked and ran backward toward the swings, but Lily, though clearly startled, remained where she was. Snape seemed to regret his appearance. A dull flush of color mounted the sallow cheeks as he looked at Lily.

“What’s obvious?” asked Lily.

Snape had an air of nervous excitement. With a glance at the distant Petunia, now hovering beside the swings, he lowered his voice and said, “I know what you are.” 

“What do you mean?”

“You’re…you’re a witch,” whispered Snape.

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tinstars:

It doesn’t matter if you love him 
or capital B-L-A-I-N-E

tinstars:

It doesn’t matter if you love him

or capital B-L-A-I-N-E

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scallawag:

fujiidom | cheapandjuicy | (via anniekroy)

 #bad #ass

scallawag:

fujiidom | cheapandjuicy | (via anniekroy)

 #bad #ass

via harrypottergif 1 year ago link 11,605 notes

How to Dance Like Kurt Motherfucking Hummel - “Barbra Streisand” Edition

fannishbehavior:

Brace yourself for an influx of fabulous

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