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movies posters: hercules (1997)
“for a true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart.”
insp.
Ronan had to admit to himself that even though they [ his friends ] made it easier, their presence wasn’t the real difference between his old nightmares and this one. The real difference was that, back then, the nightmares had wanted him dead, and so had Ronan.
trc character moodboards + ronan lynch
Harry Potter: Gryffindor’s youngest seeker in 100 years
— a tragedy, darling.
a secret santa gift for katie! ☆
“The definitive work on the origins and history of Quidditch. Highly recommended.”
— Brutus Scrimgeour’s review of Quidditch Through the Ages
hp character aesthetic series ϟ oliver wood
- You gonna be okay? - Yeah. Yeah, I just… I had a date.
“I’m just trying to make my c i t y a better p l a c e.”
“The Jedi were real?”
“I used to wonder about that myself. Thought it was a bunch of mumbo-jumbo. A magical power holding together good and evil, the dark side and the light. Crazy thing is… it’s true. The Force. The Jedi… All of it… It’s all true. ”
✧ character before and after ✧ alphonse elric ✧ loss and r e b i r t h
harry potter and the philosopher’s stone by jk rowling
a breeze ruffled the neat hedges of privet drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. harry potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. one small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours’ time by mrs. dursley’s scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that he would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by his cousin dudley…he couldn’t know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: “to harry potter ⏤ the boy who lived!”
Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
i swear okay.
phone wallpapers + 540 px / 960 px + grell sutcliff (like or reblog if using!)
URL inspired edits ♡ [3/?] → @noahczcrny
Adam’s response was buried in the sound of the first-story door falling open. Noah slouched in. In a wounded tone, he said, “He threw me out the window!” Ronan’s voice sang out from behind his closed door: “You’re already dead!”