all of these are beautiful but I am reblogging because of the second one… I never knew how badly I needed to know that in at least one language Voldemort has the same name as Neville’s toad
Today I met a woman, whose age she did not mention because she is a lady, was buying a lot of Star Wars merch because we had it on sale. And she was telling me that she couldn’t wait to see the new one and how she was going to stay up and see the midnight release and take pictures of people in costumes. She was so excited, and then she leans in close:
“You know, all these young men at these conventions- they see me and they ask me trivia about this that and the other thing and I tell them- ‘Son, I went to see the first one in 1977 before you were even a twinkle in your daddy’s eye.’ If I don’t know the answer, its because I damn forgot.”
why wouldn’t you be okay if they were your friend? i have a friend who is going through the process of becoming a girl, my only issue i have is transitioning from calling them him to her because of habit of calling them him for so long. That and when she buys makeup, but i never understood makeup anyways, so that point is moot.
Okay, so a fic where Harry finds out that his animagus is a tiny little black kitten, and he’s all like, ‘shit son, this is my chance to stay out after curfew’ but then he’s out one night, and McGonagall finds him and immediately knows it’s him, and just picks him up by the scruff of his neck to deliver his naughty ass back to G Tower while Harry meows at her in indignation.
misterjazzmaster 