oh stupid face is stupid

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Abby Griffin in every episode | 3x09 Stealing Fire

“I won’t let this happen to you.”

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“put up O if you agree with the statement, X if you disagree” ft the maknae line from vixx, boyfriend and kara

Am i the only one who truly and with all my heart doesn’t like Clary?

Like really…She’s the worst.

“I know this is your moment guys but we have to run” stuff and then she stops Jace to ask him about how he feels towards her…. OH GOD…. Ignores Simon.. Like he was her life before and now Jace is the only thing that matters to her. 

PLEASE, KILL HER.

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“Sirius!  Sirius, you wanna go to Diagon Alley with us.  We’re gonna get school supplies and get ice cream,” your younger brother asks.  Sirius had been dating you for a little over a year now, and it seemed that your family took a liking to him.

“Yeah, yeah, sure, that’d be great,” Sirius replied with a smile, a bright look in his eyes as he turned to face you.  He’d always had to go to Diagon Alley alone while his parents went to Knockturn Alley.

“I’ll go, then we can just apparate there,” you say, smiling as you look at your boyfriend.

“I’ll apparate with Sirius!”

“No, I will!”

“You always get to be with him!”

“Yeah, ‘cause I’m older than you, dummy!”

“Guys, guys, he does happen to be, you know, my boyfriend.”

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Today vs exactly one month ago. It’s a very slow process but I’m getting there.

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Unscripted moments like this are what make the Jugenea fandom a thing. If you notice right after they sing the last line of Be A Clown, Judy and Gene both look at each other like they’re waiting for the other to break character and laugh and when they do, they just pile into each other’s arms. To be honest, I don’t think they even knew they were still filming. 

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want a little warmth [presston]

but who’s gonna save a little warmth for me?

There’s snow on the ground when Julie and Christen visit The Bean for the first time. Winter hits hard, all too quickly that no one’s had the time to tuck away their flip flops and bikinis. Flakes of white cascade freely and silently from the sky, almost blending into the blonde of Julie’s hair. The air is thin and brisk, and the wind cuts like a razor; breaths are wispy, puffing like small clouds from slightly parted lips.

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