breebird33:

angryseawitch:

screamingcrawfish:

a paranormal mockumentary show in the style of the office/parks and rec

revolving around the lives of employees at a hokey haunted mansion tourist trap that turn out to be actually hella haunted but most of its spirits are either benevolent or ineffectively malevolent

10/10 WOULD WATCH

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Reblog if you’re a Hufflepuff

allonsyforever:

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil.

(Also particularly good FINDERS).

Just taking attendance!

Gryffindor click here

Slytherin x

Ravenclaw x

(via the-merchant-of-death-is-dead)

suzie-guru:

Imagine Harry and Ginny a few months into their marriage and they’re so happy and in love and then one day they go shopping for food and household items and Harry just casually grabs certain items before Ginny hisses at him to "Check the prices, Harry, God! That bed set is far too expensive, we’re not going to have anything left to get the food with!" And Harry starts to laugh and say "We don’t have to worry about -" and then he stops and he and Ginny look at each other. And Harry realizes that she’s grown up having to measure out all her money and decide what she can and cannot have for a certain week or month or year. And Ginny realizes that she is actually no longer obligated to worry about money ever again. 

Imagine Harry and Ginny eating dinner together and Ginny’s telling him about certain meals her mum made and teasing him about how he wolfs everything down and "Honestly Harry, you’re worse than Ron!" and Harry retorts laughingly "well old habits die hard, I had to fight Dudley for meals all the time, you at least knew you were going to eat every day!" And Ginny’s grin starts to fade and she asks "You…you didn’t get to eat everyday?" And Harry realizes what he said and he changes the subject quickly and Ginny looks at the plates in front of him and resists the urge to pile on some more potatoes. And the next day Vernon Dursley’s car is egged. 

Imagine Harry and Ginny both suffering from night terrors and PTSD and agreeing that maybe going to that therapist Hermione recommended isn’t such a bad idea, and that’s how Thursday night became Therapy Night when they go out to dinner or to the pub after each session and agree that  they need to talk to some Healers about introducing these sessions since therapy is still widely seen as muggle nonsense in the wizarding world.

And Ginny murmurs over her fire whiskey that sometimes she can still hear Tom Riddle murmuring in her ear, and Harry whispers that he dreams about running after his mother and father and Sirius and Remus as they disappear behind the Veil in the Department of Mysteries and he doesn’t know if he wakes from terror or regret about not making it through. And they go back home and hold each other closer that night and both wake up with raging hangovers. 

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thiasthedark:

axellikestoast:

goodbyecaroline:

mal-luck:

I love the smell of citrus in the morning.

I have wanted to see this for such a long time, it’s beautiful.

Somewhere in the world, Cave Johnson is punching the air

"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I’M THE GUY WHO’S GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN! WITH THE LEMONS! I’M GONNA GET MY ENGINEERS TO INVENT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON THAT BURNS YOUR HOUSE DOWN!"

(via ghostoftroy)

BUT WHAT WAS THE THING UNDER THE BEDSHEET?! — everyone in the doctor who fandom right now (via wallylock)

"your full name without an E,F,R,S,K,I,M,L,C,A,Y,N"

(via the-merchant-of-death-is-dead)

nebachanezar:

The real plot line of 30 Rock.

(via stitchinbitch)

Thank you for making those past five years totally awesome.

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WIP Wednesday!!

I’m still slowly chipping away at behemoth. I’m 20 rows in which is about 1 1/4 repeats of the pattern. I like how the cable pattern is really starting to pop now that the piece has some length.