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imagine if volume 1 ends with this scene as a cliffhanger and we have to wait until volume 2 to watch it

that would kill me im not kidding

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That wolf out scene just wasn't painful enough for me

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The call is coming from inside the house. Tim Burton just can’t hear it.

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the way he's lying on a couch feet up and all eating a snack while watching it like a movie on a sunday afternoon as we all suffer because we only get to watch it in november is FRYING me

this man is crazy

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me and my twin when unrequited gay love, sure

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Oh, what the fuck!?

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I FINALLY FUCKING DID IT

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The face I made EVERY time Barry f*cking Dort appeared on my screen…..

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Growing up, my brother and I deeply dreaded going shoe shopping. It took hours, especially if it was for winter boots. My dad would examine the stitching, the brand reliability, the temperature recommendations, every piece of information he could get his hands on, and then when he'd finally found the right brand, it was on to making absolutely dead sure they fit properly - he had a particular way of poking the toe of the boot to ensure our foot was where it was supposed to be that always drove me nuts. This was always on a weekend, and it was about the worst punishment we could imagine.

Years later, I found out that he'd spent his entire childhood on the Canadian prairies with cold feet. My grandmother just bought whatever boots looked like the best value, regardless of whether they'd keep anyone warm. They'd kept him from frostbite, probably, but never, ever comfortable.

The reason my grandmother never had a thought about this was because she was buying her kids real boots. There was a sort of magical quality about real, purpose-made boots that meant that of course they'd work, because when she was growing up on the Canadian prairies, they had the kind of no money that meant you just stuffed some newspaper into your shoes and soldiered on.

The last pair of winter boots my dad bought for me was 15 years ago, in preparation for a three-month stint living in northern Quebec in midwinter. They cost $200 then, or something like it. I've worn them every year since, driving out to the remotest locations on the Canadian prairies and never once thinking about my feet.

When I read the Vimes Boots Theory for the first time, it rang a bell that reverberated back three generations.

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“they’re canon” i say as they drag me into the asylum…

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Severitus Headcanons #2

Harry's a leash kid. I don't care what age he is, 16, 17, 14, etc. Severus has him on a leash whenever they leave the house. It's necessary.

This one's kinda canon, but he's one of the only adults that truly care about his health. "What? You expect him to— no, he's twelve years old! Merlin, no wonder he has a fucking hero complex!"

Harry likes physical touch, he's like a clingy koala. "Yeah, and then Professor McGonagall—" climbs onto his back "Transfigured a couch into—" literally laying in his lap. "A pig! It was so—" hanging upside down on his arm. "Cool!"

I get the typical, 'Severus sees him as James, but then he sees him as Lily,' But honestly, I feel like the Lily phase would be short lived. He'd see him as his own person, that's one of the only ways I could actually see them bonding.

Harry randomly says the most concerning things, unsurprisingly, Severus is concerned. "Yeah, but it would be so much better if like, I could just trade lives with Cedric, y'know? Like it's kinda my fault—" "There's no life to trade with?" "Exactly!" - "Oh hey, I haven't eaten in two days." "EAT SOMETHING!?" "Okay! I forgot, jeez." - "I swear, you— Were you dropped as a baby, jeez." "Bold of you to assume I was held. Honestly, I probably just cried on the floor for a while—" "OH MY GOSH? WHAT— EH?!"

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hello august you piece of shit

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''what if my writing isn't good eno--'' what if it's a reflection of your soul. what if it has a place in this world. what if you write it anyway

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quitting school to focus on byler tumblr…

hope you can understand…❤️‍🩹

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Jonathan sneaking in through Nancy's window:

Will sneaking in through Mike's window: