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maleficentmordor:

I bet all the other hunters of the world are just looking at the sky and going-

“fucking winchesters”

#EVERY MAY #THEY ALL WAIT fOR THE FUCKING BLAST WAVE #WHAT WILL IT BE THIS YEAR #DEMON OUTBREAK #SUPER DEMON #FUCKING SATAN #FUCKING GOD #FUCKING LEVIATHANS #FUCKING SKY IS FUCKING FALLING

Post by maleficentmordor (via sorry)
August 22, 2014 at 6:18 AM | Post Permalink | 49,637 notes

ppyajunebug:

thelethifoldwitch:

Imagine Hogwarts after the Battle, after the War, sure –
But imagine Hogwarts’ students, after their year with the Carrows and Snape.
Imagine a tiny little first-year whose porcupine pincushions still have quills, but to whom Fiendfyre comes easily. The second-year who tried to go back, to fight; whose bravado got Professor Sinistra killed, as she pushed him out of the way of a Killing Curse. The third-year who perfectly brewed poisons, hands shaking, wishing for the courage to spike the Carrows’ cups. The fourth-year who throws away all of their teacups, their palmistry guidebooks, because what use is Divination if it didn’t see this coming? The fifth-year who can barely remember what O.W.L.S. are, let alone that she was supposed to take them. The sixth-year who can’t manage Lumos to save their life, but whose proficiency with the Cruciatus Curse rivals Bellatrix’s.
Imagine the seventh-year who laughs until he cries, thinking about the first-years who will fall asleep in History of Magic while their story is told.
Imagine the Muggleborn first-years left alive, if there are any: imagine what they think of the magical world, when their introduction to it was Death Eaters and being tortured – by their classmates –for having been born.
Imagine the students who went home to their parents (or guardians, or wards, or orphanages) and showed them what they’d learned: Dark curses, hexes, Unforgiveables; that Muggles are filth, animals, lesser. Who, yes, still can’t transfigure a match into a needle – but Mum, there’s a hex that can make you feel as though you’re being stabbed with thousands. (Don’t ask them how they know.)
Imagine the students who will never be able to see Hogwarts as home.
Imagine the students Hogwarts has left, when it starts up again – the lack of Muggleborns, blood-traitors, half-bloods, dead and gone – the lack of purebloods; the Ministry would have chucked everyone of age (and possibly just below) in Azkaban for Unforgiveables, wouldn’t they?
Imagine how few students there are left to teach; imagine how few teachers are left to teach them.
Imagine the students who can’t walk past a particular classroom, who can’t walk through a hallway, who can’t walk into the Great Hall without having a panic attack or breaking down. Imagine the school-wide discovery that the carriages aren’t horseless after all; that everyone, from the firsties to the teachers, can see Thestrals.
Imagine the memorials, the heaps of flowers and mementoes – in every other corner, hallway, classroom; every other step you take on the grounds.
Imagine the ghosts.
Imagine the students destroying Snape’s portrait, using the curses, hexes, even Fiendfyre they’ve been taught how to wield – it has to be restored nearly every week; Snape stays with Phineas Nigellus semi-permanently. (None of the other portraits will welcome him. His reasons do not excuse his conduct.)
Imagine the students unable to trust each other – everyone informed on everyone, your best friend might turn you in.
Imagine the guilt that everyone carries (it should have been me, it’s my fault s/he’s dead, I told on them, it’s all my fault), the students incapable of meeting each other’s eyes because it’s my fault your best friend, your sibling, your Housemate, your boy/girlfriend is dead.
Imagine the memorials piled high with the wands of the dead. Imagine the memorials piled high with the self-snapped wands of the living.
Imagine the students who are never able to produce a Patronus.
Imagine Boggarts being removed from the curriculum because Riddikulus is near impossible to grasp, even for the sixth- and seventh-years. Because their friends and families dead will never, ever be funny.
Imagine the students for whom magic feels tainted.
Imagine the students who leave the wixen world – hell, the students who leave Britain entirely, because there’s nothing left for them there.
Imagine the students who never use magic again.
(Image source.)
(From the mind of the wonderful lavenderpatil, a keen look at how students might be after war.)

Reblogging this kickass post by the equally kickass
lavenderpatil
because everyone should read it

ppyajunebug:

thelethifoldwitch:

Imagine Hogwarts after the Battle, after the War, sure

But imagine Hogwarts’ students, after their year with the Carrows and Snape.

Imagine a tiny little first-year whose porcupine pincushions still have quills, but to whom Fiendfyre comes easily. The second-year who tried to go back, to fight; whose bravado got Professor Sinistra killed, as she pushed him out of the way of a Killing Curse. The third-year who perfectly brewed poisons, hands shaking, wishing for the courage to spike the Carrows’ cups. The fourth-year who throws away all of their teacups, their palmistry guidebooks, because what use is Divination if it didn’t see this coming? The fifth-year who can barely remember what O.W.L.S. are, let alone that she was supposed to take them. The sixth-year who can’t manage Lumos to save their life, but whose proficiency with the Cruciatus Curse rivals Bellatrix’s.

Imagine the seventh-year who laughs until he cries, thinking about the first-years who will fall asleep in History of Magic while their story is told.

Imagine the Muggleborn first-years left alive, if there are any: imagine what they think of the magical world, when their introduction to it was Death Eaters and being tortured by their classmates for having been born.

Imagine the students who went home to their parents (or guardians, or wards, or orphanages) and showed them what they’d learned: Dark curses, hexes, Unforgiveables; that Muggles are filth, animals, lesser. Who, yes, still can’t transfigure a match into a needle but Mum, there’s a hex that can make you feel as though you’re being stabbed with thousands. (Don’t ask them how they know.)

Imagine the students who will never be able to see Hogwarts as home.

Imagine the students Hogwarts has left, when it starts up again the lack of Muggleborns, blood-traitors, half-bloods, dead and gone the lack of purebloods; the Ministry would have chucked everyone of age (and possibly just below) in Azkaban for Unforgiveables, wouldn’t they?

Imagine how few students there are left to teach; imagine how few teachers are left to teach them.

Imagine the students who can’t walk past a particular classroom, who can’t walk through a hallway, who can’t walk into the Great Hall without having a panic attack or breaking down. Imagine the school-wide discovery that the carriages aren’t horseless after all; that everyone, from the firsties to the teachers, can see Thestrals.

Imagine the memorials, the heaps of flowers and mementoes in every other corner, hallway, classroom; every other step you take on the grounds.

Imagine the ghosts.

Imagine the students destroying Snape’s portrait, using the curses, hexes, even Fiendfyre they’ve been taught how to wield it has to be restored nearly every week; Snape stays with Phineas Nigellus semi-permanently. (None of the other portraits will welcome him. His reasons do not excuse his conduct.)

Imagine the students unable to trust each other everyone informed on everyone, your best friend might turn you in.

Imagine the guilt that everyone carries (it should have been me, it’s my fault s/he’s dead, I told on them, it’s all my fault), the students incapable of meeting each other’s eyes because it’s my fault your best friend, your sibling, your Housemate, your boy/girlfriend is dead.

Imagine the memorials piled high with the wands of the dead. Imagine the memorials piled high with the self-snapped wands of the living.

Imagine the students who are never able to produce a Patronus.

Imagine Boggarts being removed from the curriculum because Riddikulus is near impossible to grasp, even for the sixth- and seventh-years. Because their friends and families dead will never, ever be funny.

Imagine the students for whom magic feels tainted.

Imagine the students who leave the wixen world hell, the students who leave Britain entirely, because there’s nothing left for them there.

Imagine the students who never use magic again.

(Image source.)

(From the mind of the wonderful lavenderpatil, a keen look at how students might be after war.)

Reblogging this kickass post by the equally kickass
lavenderpatil
because everyone should read it
Post by thelethifoldwitch (via supremegingerkhaleesi)
August 22, 2014 at 5:32 AM | Post Permalink | 36,175 notes

karlimeaghan:

I love these shows, but by God they have a lot of problems.

Post by karlimeaghan (via supremegingerkhaleesi)
August 22, 2014 at 4:46 AM | Post Permalink | 20,538 notes

Post by scrawnysteves (via sorry)
August 21, 2014 at 11:14 PM | Post Permalink | 22,093 notes

Things I Say While I'm Driving

Me: What the fuck are you doing. What. The fuck. Are you doing.
Me: NICE BLINKER ASSHOLE.
Me: Why the FUCK are we not even going to speed limit. Why.
Me: I AM GOING TEN MILES PER HOUR OVER THE SPEED LIMIT WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT
Me: Shit is that a cop? No.
Me: Shit THAT is a cop.
Me: /dinosaur screams/
Post by d4untless (via oswinious)
August 21, 2014 at 10:28 PM | Post Permalink | 413,737 notes

excepttheeyes:

Most of these actors are too old, some of the edits are still messy but I’m tired of staring at them on photoshop, and we’re never going to agree on houses for everyone BUT I think I should get a solid B for effort. (list of actors can be found here)

Post by excepttheeyes (via loovereginamills)
August 21, 2014 at 9:42 PM | Post Permalink | 51,171 notes

Every celebrity ever: I need privacy, I need personal space, fans are cool but lets not cross too many lines here
Meanwhile Misha Collins: *tweets his phonenumber* YOLO
Post by shelovedtooeasily (via sorry)
August 21, 2014 at 8:55 PM | Post Permalink | 52,048 notes

probablynotinsane:

YALL SOMEONE BROKE INTO THE LOUISVILLE ZOO AND LET OUT A GIRAFFE

probablynotinsane:

YALL SOMEONE BROKE INTO THE LOUISVILLE ZOO AND LET OUT A GIRAFFE

Post by probablynotinsane (via pocketchina)
August 21, 2014 at 8:09 PM | Post Permalink | 28,007 notes

pokemean:

youngharlemshawty:

World Population : 7,810,521,683 

just in case somebody start feelin too important

7,810,521,682 and me

image

(Source: highcheekboneshawty)

Post by highcheekboneshawty (via we-found-love-in-a-local-rave)
August 21, 2014 at 7:23 PM | Post Permalink | 264,330 notes

TRUE ZODIAC PREDICTIONS 99.9999% GUARANTEED SO RELATABLE YOU WILL BE MYSTIFIED

Aries: You will celebrate your birthday between March 21st and April 19th
Taurus: You will celebrate your birthday between April 20th and May 20th
Gemini: You will celebrate your birthday between May 21st and June 20th
Cancer: You will celebrate your birthday between June 21st and July 22nd
Leo: You will celebrate your birthday between July 23rd and August 22nd
Virgo: You will celebrate your birthday between August 23rd and September 22nd
Libra: You will celebrate your birthday between September 23rd and October 22nd
Scorpio: theres a chocolate coin in your ass remove it b4 ur nxt dr's appt.
Sagittarius: You will celebrate your birthday between November 22nd and December 21st
Capricorn: You will celebrate your birthday between December 22nd and January 19th
Aquarius: You will celebrate your birthday between January 20th and February 18th
Pisces: You will celebrate your birthday between February 19th and March 20th
Post by neongenesisevangaylion (via heather-snape)
August 21, 2014 at 6:37 PM | Post Permalink | 15,906 notes

(Source: theojamesgifs)

Post by theojamesgifs (via -tobias-eaton)
August 21, 2014 at 5:51 PM | Post Permalink | 703 notes

bagmilk:

when i die please punch everyone who says “i wish i got to know them better”

(Source: heteroh)

Post by heteroh (via sorry)
August 21, 2014 at 5:05 PM | Post Permalink | 660,526 notes

clcok:

a study in 2012 asked teens how much time they spent on twitter and the most common answer was 3 hours a day. the same study was conducted in 1955 and the most common answer was “what”

Post by vomer-deactivated20140308 (via sorry)
August 21, 2014 at 4:18 PM | Post Permalink | 145,864 notes

annie-leonhardt:

avpm + popular text posts
Post by annie-leonhardt (via ohmypreciousgirl)
August 21, 2014 at 3:32 PM | Post Permalink | 5,323 notes

gUYS THOR IS AT MY COLLEGE ASJKSLECNAOHEBCNBJS

gUYS THOR IS AT MY COLLEGE ASJKSLECNAOHEBCNBJS

August 21, 2014 at 3:01 PM | Post Permalink | 1 note

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