Me, Fred, and George: *Waiting to board the Express*
Molly: Alright Fred your turn.
Me af: He's not Fred, I am!
Fred: Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother.
George: *Laughing his arse off*
Molly: I- Emily you aren't even one of my children, luckily.
Me, Fred, and George: *Dramatic gasp*
Fred: DISOWNING ONE OF YOUR CHILDREN?!
George: HOW DARE YOU
Me: *Fake crying* I JUST WANTED A HOME
George and Fred: *Holding me in a huddle* HOW COULD YOU, YOU BROKE HER
Molly: These kids-
“The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.”
— Barry H. Gillespie
ya know like….you always hear about the classics™ authors having stupid wild shenanigans with each other. they all banded together to be dumbass chaotic english majors together. the stories are great and they’re all considered timeless genius writers….we don’t have that with modern age authors? where’s the goddamn sense of community? where’s the saucy tales of jk rowling, stephen king, james patterson and nicholas sparks locked up in an orgy cabin during a hurricane and having a writing contest. no one’s ever gotten in a fist fight with stephanie meyer. rick riordan didn’t cry face down in george r r martin’s garden after no one liked blood of olympus. jodi picoult doesn’t have a single damn calcified heart in her possession. cassandra clare and suzanne collins never had sex on a grave. neil gaiman has never gone on a week long sex-binge that would have killed him if r l stine didn’t intervene. john green has never written a book in two weeks while snorting massive amounts of cocaine. where’s the drama!!! where’s the scandal!!!! where’s the intrigue!!! modern day authors have to step it UP a notch, God dammit.
Ok, I'm not okay. I just saw someone on TikTok saying that the worst thing is that we'll keep getting older, but the fictional characters we love won't grow, they will stay their age.
So I just realized that Edmund was 18-19 in the last book of the chronicles of Narnia and I'm 17 rn. I will be 18 next year and then 19 soon. Now I just wanna cry in my bed.
meeting up in the library in the morning and idly chattering while planning the day
sitting together in silence while working but still touching elbows or knees and feeling the comfort of each other’s presence
comparing schedules to see when you can spend time together
helping each other understand an academic concept and then smiling and giggling because wow your s/o is so cute and smart and you are so proud of them
drinking way too much coffee and/or tea together
planning a date and then saying, “screw it, we are tired and i’d rather watch a movie and cuddle at your dorm”
being frustrated when life is busy but ecstatic once you get to spend time with them
chilling at campus cafes in between classes
finding time to spend even 20 minutes with each other because you miss them and want to catch up
feeling proud of them when they do well on a test
comforting them when they do poorly on a test
whining about school, then making out and feeling better
When you think of perception, there’s a million versions of yourself out there that people think are actually you. You can be upset about that or make the best of it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ -Hawks
Harry Potter’s romantic/sexual history
Summary: the Battle of Hogwarts changed everything: Voldemort was gone, harry was free and Fred… Fred changed your world.
Request: nah I have no excuse for this
A/N: basically I was in the mood to write sad and I was listening to ‘if the world was ending’ by JP saxe & Julia Michaels and so, the extended title (bc I’m horrible) is ‘you were down for forever (it’s not fine)’
Reader: unspecified
Warnings: sad sad sad, spoilers I suppose???, death, panic attack
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I’m rereading The Voyage of the Dawn Treader and I forgot how much fun it was! love Reepicheep and his constant longing for Aslan’s Country, to the point where he’s willing to die for it; his tendency to always want to do the honorable and knightly thing. (I find all the “bother Reepicheep” comments pretty hilarious, it’s like whenever he opens his mouth they’re forced to agree with him because he makes everyone else sound cowardly and dishonorable in comparison) And then there’s Caspian, always caught up between being king and being a boy, Lucy and Edmund enjoying everything in general and feeling so at home, Eustace annoying and being annoyed by everyone before Dragon Island—I specifically love his diary entries—and those little moments that you don’t get as much of in the other books because usually there’s some kind of important quest or war going on... like hearing them talk about what it will be like to fall over the world’s edge: Reep is thrilled by the idea, Eustace is understandably confused (“are these people flat earthers?” lol) and Caspian just wants to go to a “round like a ball” world which is apparently only a thing in fairytales.
Tumblr is my guilty pleasure if you know me on real life you don't. I am not her.
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