IVE NEVER DONE SO MUCH DAMAGE WITH ONE FINGER
Back to witches and wizards, and magical beasts!
To goblins and ghosts, and to magical feasts!
It’s all that I love, and it’s all that I need!
Back to spells and enchantments, to potions and friends!
(….) Back to the place where our story begins! It’s Hogwarts, Hogwarts!
in which Steve thought he was having a good day.
YOU LITTLE SHIT WHAT HAVE YOU DONE
Freshmen about to be in the hallways like
if I was in America this would be me but instead I get to laugh at people who are just starting the school I have been at for 4 years
EDIT: We’re still going to be completely lost tho, our school has renamed every building and built some more. I have no idea where any of my new classrooms are. Oh joy.
SO APPARANTLY PART OF THE FIRST AVENGER WAS FILMED IN MY TOWN AND I AM IN THE UK AND BIG MOVIES NEVER FILM WHERE I LIVE AND I AM REALLY REALLY FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW
I’m grossed out by the kind of stuff tumblr does to its users over an extended period of time
Grammar and punctuation is completely lost on some people, to the point where their posts are unreadable and irritating
And tumblr fosters and feeds this incredible narcissism and need to impress people- people who don’t really matter in the grand scheme of things.
A story for those who might have wondered what Tessa and Jem did after they met on Blackfriars Bridge in the epilogue of Clockwork Princess.
Those who do not like Tessa&Jem together or Jessa sexytimes probably should skip this one. (You will not miss anything that will affect your understanding of later books.) Those who like that sort of thing will find this the sort of thing they like.
After the Bridge alternates POV between Jem and Tessa. It will be posted in installments.
This is Part One. It is not the whole story. There are several more parts.
these are so stupidly fun i regret absolutely nothing (x)
Better get my shit packed for Hogwarts the train leaves tomorrow
You heard my brother. That’s right, I said brother. ‘Cause you know what, Bob? We’re not actors. We’re hunters. We’re the Winchesters. Always have been, and always will be. And where we’re from, people don’t know who we are. But you know what? W e m a t t e r e d i n t h a t w o r l d . In fact, we even saved a son of a bitch once or twice.