And Harry would’ve been
fine, would’ve gladly helped Draco to put their boxes filled with stuff they
didn’t really need but wanted to keep nonetheless inside any other room – the
attic, the scary basement, even the ‘sex bedroom’, as Draco had dubbed it when
they’d been looking around the house for the first time.
Anything, except the
fucking cupboard under the stairs.
As soon as he saw the
door he’d recoiled, hitting his head on the ceiling on his jump, whilst the
heavy box of old Potion journals of Draco hit the floor with a loud thud.
Everything inside Harry
screeched to a halt, as if he’d somehow jumped on the emergency break, and when
he’d moved away properly that he wasn’t able to touch the door, he just stared.
It’s just a door, he firmly reminded himself. It’s just a wooden door that leads to a
simple, small room that just happens to be underneath a set of stairs.
But he couldn’t
It’s just a room, he thought, feeling as though
something was crawling from the inside of his stomach up in his body, making it
more and more difficult to focus on logical thought, but it’s a fucking cupboard.
Before he was able to
stop himself he let out a whimpering sound – almost a moan and a cry in one,
and it was loud, too, echoing through the small hall and up and up and up the
stairs and –
Slam. “Harry?” came Draco’s voice from upstairs. “You okay?”
He wanted to yell back,
but he couldn’t.
He wasn’t okay.
It was a cupboard under the stairs.
“Harry?” Draco repeated
When Harry didn’t
answer, Draco sighed, and he finally appeared on the top of the stairs. He just
looked down for a minute, staring at the box – the journals had slipped out
during their fall – and then at Harry, who kept staring at the door as if that
might set it on fire.
Then, as if someone had
flipped a switch, Draco came thundering down the stairs, jumped over the
journals, and wrapped Harry up in his arms.
It was only then that
Harry realized he’d been crying.
robb stark will be resurrected by melisandre/the lord of light, but he will not be the same. he will have the head of a direwolf and the body of a decaying corpse (basically the minotaur of westeros) and he will be ruthless and set off to kill everyone except the starks.
there will be a flashback scene of rhaegar and lyanna where rhaegar will tell lyanna that he wants to name their baby “aegon” because you never know when you’ll lose your regular aegon and will need a spare. also, he admits that he is terrible with names and having two sons with different names could be difficult for him.
it will be revealed that cersei is pregnant with zombie clegane’s baby. she will give birth to the zombie baby and while he is being born in king’s landing, the wall will be falling in the north. it will be revealed that the zombie baby is actually the third head of the dragon and also azor ahai and also a secret targaryen.
gendry returns. his arms muscles are the size of a small truck from all that rowing and he can’t hold them up because his body is now very disproportionate, so now his arms just kinda drag on the ground. it’s very disturbing.
it will be revealed that bran stark the time traveler has gone back in time and fathered every known character. and bran is actually a secret targaryen. therefore everyone is a secret targaryen.
hot pie will find melisandre. melisandre will be convinced that he is the new prince that was promised. spoiler alert: he’s not.
bran’s vision reveals that yara’s real name was actually asha this whole time. he tells her and she spirals into a strange identity crisis.
brienne of tarth says “fuck this shit” (exact quote, s7 ep2) and joins the night king. not even as a wight. she just is really sick of humanity and swears an oath to the night king that she will help him destroy it. podrick will marry the night queen to seal the alliance.
it will be revealed that there are actually four heads of the dragon. the fourth is either lyanna mormont or little sam. as of the last episode, we do not know which.
daenerys will go to the wall to use her dragons against the white walkers. jon is instantly smitten with her and wants to be her king, but daenerys only has eyes for sansa. the last scene of the season is a proposal from daenerys to sansa that they marry and split the kingdom and rule as queen in the north and queen in the south. sansa says yes.
finally, FINALLY, after FOUR YEARS of collecting, switching bags, blood, sweat, and tears, i have a proper reibert ita bag!!!! i’ve sunk $600 at the very least into this thing and i’ll be damned if i don’t keep going lmao. Get On My Level
the bag itself was purchased at fanime and i can’t even begin to list where i got all the merchandise. it’s probably 50% ordered online, 25% from cons, and 25% gifts.
some of the visible artist charms/pins are from @whinges @kaytayto and @nenekantoku! feel free to ask about anything on here and i might be able to point you in the right direction!
Based on what we already know of Aunt Sharon, it’s… kind of obvious she neglected seven-year-old Amy to the point of what most people would call child abuse? And I hate that that goes so ignored by fandom, so I really wish this scene (detailed in the latest Doctor Who Magazine) had been left in.
Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a
popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her
cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more
than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 3,442
language, fluff, wishful thinking, hot firemen, sarcasm, cynicism, bad jokes
A/N: Okay, so I saw a movie a long long time ago that was terrible, but it inspired the ‘bad’’ love advice and the firemen. I’ve been dying to have fireman!Bucky in one of my AUs.
And yes, the title comes from the Paramore song. I felt like it’s how reader feels throughout. Hope you guys like it. I had some writer’s block, and some house guests, so this is a little late being posted.
Shit, I legit can’t believe it. I made it to 1k followers?
What the fuck?!!!! God, it was barely two months ago when I was basically
drinking my Vodka out of the bottle in celebration that I got 250 people to
follow me. And now the number’s quadrupled and I’m in awe! Thank you all so
much for putting up with me and my blog-everything-that-catches-my-fancy ass.
You all rock and I love each and everyone of you. I do hope I keep putting out
the same content that brought you to my blog and that in some way, you will always
find something you like or can reblog or just want to save for a rainy day on said blog.
Really, you all are awesome! Thank you.
I just want to give compliments to some of my favourite
blogs (they are a lot and I tend to wax lyrical about people I like so you’ve
been warned). I wish I could give personalized compliments to all my mutuals
but as you would soon read I am a geek when it comes to people I like and I
will be writing compliments into the New Year if I decided to compliment
everyone. So not everyone’s gotten a personal compliment, but know I love you
It’s a long post so the compliments begin after the cut.