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A tale that becomes folklore is one that is passed down and whispered around. Sometimes even sung about. The lines between fantasy and reality blur and the boundaries between truth and fiction become almost indiscernible. I have no idea what will come next. I have no idea about a lot of things these days and so I’ve clung to the one thing that keeps me connected to you all. That thing always has and always will be music. And may it continue, evermore.
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Your profile pic is bootiful 😍😂
Full version. Fun fact: They are being scolded by Draco.
I just have one question, when Cap needed help, if I’d asked you, would you have come? I guess we’ll never know. But if you had, you’d never been caught.
We spent a lot of time in the edit room playing around with the sequencing of the portals. We probably didn’t lock that section of the movie until about a month before the film was in theaters. We always wanted Sam to be the first one to communicate with Cap via his comm, and Sam was last in Wakanda, so logically the first portal that would open would the Wakandan portal. And the first person that would logically walk through a portal from Wakanda would be the king himself, bringing his army once again to the defence of Cap and the world. – Joe Russo
Wish you’d let me stay, I’m ready now I’m not ready, eyes heavy now
-Chase Atlantic
Amid the fear of the coronavirus...a thank you.
To all nurses, doctors, paramedics, pharmacists and medical people out there helping others who are sick, thank you.
To all janitors and cleaners out there dealing with contaminated stuff to keep others safe, thank you.
People are probably being awful to you for things you can’t control. I’m sorry you have to deal with that.
Please know that I see you and I appreciate you.
bruce “i have 7 phds” banner
Drabble by @ghostspines (Please check her out! She’s an amazing writer💖💖 )
No one really believes her, not about Draco Malfoy. The sharp edges of his character have been softened, and there is lightness in his eyes and the way with which he carries himself. Everyone often tells her, “Oh, he’s the same prat, just taller,” and they laugh at old memories and continue chatting away. He’s still stoic, of course, and silver-tongued when irritated, and he still maintains an abrasiveness and unrestrained candor when he finds fault in others. Draco Malfoy is certainly not perfect, but ask Hermione Granger, and she’ll say with sparkling confidence:
“He’s a wonderful father.”
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“Oi, sprog, no pinching–Granger, a little help?” Scorpius is restless and mumbling unintelligible but frustrated sounds, his hands anchoring on Draco’s face in an effort to pull away and reach for her.
Hermione laughs and enjoys the moment a little longer, how her heart swells at the mere sight of father and son. She never thought she’d be good for motherhood, not in the same way Ginny easily took to it. It had been an ideal scenario in her mind but never one to be realized. But here, with Scorpius and Draco, she feels in her element.
She reaches out for the younger blond. “Come here, darling.”
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Scorpius’ baby laughter is infectious as Hermione lifts him into the air and presses her nose against his. He squeals in merriment and babbles on, grabbing at her hair in his tiny fists, and blowing bubbles with his mouth at the same time he’s puzzled by such an ability. When Draco catches his eye, his son blinks widely and grins gummily, and Draco can’t fight the smile that spreads across his face.
Together with his wife and son, he feels at home.
#mood
( #`⌂´)/┌┛
We’re a fantastic team.
Isla Martin & Josh Wasserstein (Isla and the happily ever after)
we continue on that way, swords arcing through the air, our breath ragged. soon there’s sun in the distance, or perhaps even moonlight. everything is muted and as lira swoops her blade down on mine once more, I let it all fall away.
“look at you,” he whispers. “my monster, come to find me.”
