Cowboys are witches and horses are their familiars
guns are their wands and they only know one spell (bullet)
Rootin’, tootin’, toil n’ shootin’
Fire burn and cowboy bootin’
Eye of newt and spicy beans,
Toe of frog and denim jeans,
Whiskey, grits, n’ demon spittle
tossed into my iron griddle
With the tannin’ of our hides,
Somethin’ wicked this way rides
This is better than the entire harry potter series
im literally not exaggerating when i tell you guys this video saved my life
The Warden:
Awful Fantasy’s Awfulest Tweets of 2015
OMG
Attempts to burrow in hand. Attempts foiled. Still cute.
Treehouse Utopia: Chapelle
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a slip of the tongue.
- when james deflates his head and matures a bit, he actually manages to become friends with lily evans
- like, really good friends who have comfortable conversations and make each other laugh, and it’s great, really great
- but there’s a problem: james is still in love with her
- like, crazily in love and he tries to hide it, but he automatically smiles when she walks into the room, and his eyes soften when he sees her, and his gaze flickers to her lips when she speaks and he cannot help it
- and it is painfully obvious to literally everybody… except lily
- she somehow remains oblivious to the fact that the boy who is quickly becoming one of her closest friends just wants to hold her and run his hands through her hair and tell her every day how desperately in love with her he is
- (he also wants to push her against a wall and snog her senseless, but that’s neither here nor there)
- and james can accept things as they are because lily really doesn’t see him in that way and he’s not going to risk losing what they have
- so he just swallows his feelings and feels like he’s dying a little every day, no big deal
- but then they’re all in the three broomsticks, squeezed into a smaller booth than normal, and when james ends up next to lily, he’s positive the universe hates him and he’s going to go mad because he’s never been so close to her in his life and it’s simultaneously ecstasy and torture
- but he manages to play it cool because lily seem completely unperturbed by their proximity (damn)
- what he doesn’t realise, because she manages to play it cool too, is that lily is actually very aware that james is pressed up against her; they’re literally shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, knee to knee
- and it gives her tingles
- ‘oh,’ she thinks. then it clicks. oh. oh no
- because it suddenly hits her that maybe the way she’s been thinking about james lately, like admiring his physique in his quidditch uniform or the cute way he adjusts his glasses or the captivating way he runs his fingers through his hair, hasn’t been exactly platonic
- and now it’s all she can think about; he’s all she can think about
- and suddenly it’s her turn to try and hide the fact that she’s in love
- she does about as a good a job of it as james does
- and he does about as a good a job as her at being oblivious
- (everyone else in the school is going mad)
- at the next hogsmeade visit, when they somehow end up alone together because everyone else is conveniently busy, they both try not to make too big a deal about it and fail horribly because it’s a massive deal when you’re in love with the person sitting across the table from you and shit, did this count as a date?
- but they’re still friends, so they somehow manage to get through lunch despite the romantic and sexual tension between them
- then james steals some of lily’s food
- “oi!” she moves to slap the back of his hand, but it’s too late and he laughs as he comes away with a handful of chips
- she shoots him a murderous glare which just makes him laugh harder and she adores the sound of his laughter so she laughs, too
- she shakes her head. “you’re incorrigible!”
- “you love it,” he jokes
- “i love you,” she says
- shit
- shit shit shit
- they’ve both frozen; james has forgotten how to breathe and lily is wishing she could sink through the floor
- “do…” he starts, but trails off because he’s scared, terrified, of finishing the question, because maybe she’ll give him an answer he doesn’t want to hear
- and lily does briefly consider taking it back; she knows she could add, ‘as a friend!’ to the end of that sentence and they could pretend it never happened and everything would go back to the way it was and they could stay friends
- except she’s so bloody sick of being his friend, she’s so tired of pretending that friendship with james potter is enough for her when it isn’t, it’s never going to be enough
- so she takes a deep breath before whispering, “yes.”
- she watches in awe as a familiarly warm grin spreads slowly across his face
- “you’re the only person i’ve ever been in love with,” he finally admits and when her face lights up, it feels like he’s swallowed a sun
One of my favourite geology facts is this: These diagrams are a lie.
The mantle isn’t yellow. Nor is it orange, or red, or brown, or gray, or black.
The earth’s mantle is made up largely of peridotite.
The earth’s mantle is lime green.
……… mint chocklet chip
According to the actual rules of Jenga, this is not a legal move and is equivalent to causing a collapse.
raccoons and their… little hands
55 frames for my portfolio
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One thing which really annoys me about the film version of Half-Blood Prince is that they make all the girls act ridiculously. In Potions, they all creep towards the Amortentia as if they can’t control themselves, while the boys remain stunningly immune. This never happens in the book. If they had made everyone in the class move forwards like that, it would still have been a bit silly looking, but at least it wouldn’t have been just the girls being all foolish. It’s the same sort of sexism they show in Goblet of Fire when the girls from Beauxbatons flounce in, delicate and dreamy, and the boys from Durmstrang march in aggressive and commanding. It’s most particularly annoying because the Harry Potter books are just full of equality and don’t include any of these sexist stereotypes; as an example, in the books, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are mixed schools and they simply walk into the school after arriving; they don’t have any performances at all.
But back to Half-Blood Prince. When the Weasleys, Harry and Hermione are visiting Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, Hermione and Ginny are found examining the love potions of their own accord. In the books, Fred and George purposefully take them over to the love potions, and it’s clear that they’re reluctant to even examine them. Hermione and Ginny are not the sort of people to use love potions – so why pretend that they are? Because the film makers were conforming to gender-stereotyping. Again.
It just really bothers me that the film makers had this great source material which shows girls/women as equal to boys/men and with characters which are just as diverse – and that they chose to water down the women for comedic effect, to make them more typically ‘feminine’. Harry Potter is my life, and while I love the films, they will never even begin to be anywhere near as good as the books, and this is one of the many reasons why.
it costs 0 cents to support the fact that bisexuality is a real and valid sexuality
OMG, I’m crying, this is so sweet! “Gimme kiss! Thank you. I love you.” *gasp*
how is this possible
BOX FOR PLAY
Look at this beautiful angel
This is what I’m here for
i think i laughed a little too hard
Creative photos from mom and her two daughters
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I love all three of them instantly.
This is so pure. I love it





