The Avengers. It’s what we call ourselves, sort of like a team.


ryaninwonderland:

I would delete so many people

ryaninwonderland:

I would delete so many people

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breadedcats:

inbread cat

breadedcats:

inbread cat

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theyrenotgonnapickyou:

Back home everything is so much simpler. A woman usually rents a white dress that’s been worn a hundreds of times. The man wears something clean that’s not mining clothes. They fill out some forms at the Justice Building and are assigned a house. (…) And we have our own little ceremony, where they make their first fire, toast a bit of bread, and share it. Maybe it’s old-fashioned, but no one really feels married in District 12 until after the toasting.

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“Harry Potter has to go into the lake and find his Wheezy—”
“Find my what?”
“—and take his Wheezy back from the merpeople!”
“What’s a Wheezy?”
“Your Wheezy, sir, your Wheezy - Wheezy who is giving Dobby his sweater!”
“What?” Harry gasped. “They’ve got… they’ve got Ron?”
“The thing Harry Potter will miss most, sir!”

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