the slytherins making a drinking game where they take a shot every time draco malfoy talks about harry potter
also known as the night Madam Pomfrey had to save an entire dormitory from alcohol poisoning
I was so nervous talking to a man that I have admired for twelve years of my life. The man who let me know as a child that miserable things happen and that’s perfectly normal. The same man who helped me overcome my fear of reading after being screamed at by my teacher that I would never be able to read anything my grade level, only to have a college level reading skill by the end of sixth grade. My motivation to write and keep doing whatever I want because no matter who tries to bring me down, I know that I can overcome it just like I did those years ago.
I blushed and stuttered, barely getting out a ‘this may sound dorky, but thank you for everything you’ve done for me’. I hadn’t told him the tragedies that had gone on in my life in specifics. I thanked him for giving me a chance when so many adults did not and how I found it ironic that I still love a series about miserable children when I practically went through the same thing. And even though I’ve heard ‘I’m sorry’ so many times about every death, every terrible thing that has happened, I have never heard one so sincere.
Here I was beating myself up about failing to convey myself in front of this wonderful man. How I missed my chance. Putting my things away, I grabbed my book and peeked inside to see this. And I began to cry.
This is a man who I have never met before. A man I have only dreamt of meeting since I was very small. But yet in one small sentence he has managed to move me entirely. A sentence that has needed to be said for a long time now.
‘To Bridget, who has suffered enough.’
Daniel Handler is such a kind person. I was lucky enough to meet him a couple years ago. I’ve never been to a signing where the author/celebrity/whatever was able to so coolly connect with each person in line. He’s a true gem.
When the cashier hold’s up your $20 to see if it’s real
Headcanon that after the battle of Hogwarts, George dyes his hair an outrageous colour, and at first Molly is mad, but then she hears George whisper “I kept thinking it was him in the mirror”.
my dance style ranges from white dad at a barbecue to stripper whose rent is due tomorrow
when ur running down the stairs with no bra on
i have a serious problem and it’s called spirk in panties
I thought I may as well upload this WIP of a Johnlock kiss gif I started a while back and still haven’t got around to finishing.
- incredibly long crosscountry train ride AU
- police procedural AU
- bookstore AU
- reluctant teammates that save the world together AU
- platonic living together AU
- lawyers AU