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Hi there, welcome to my random little space on the internet. My name is Jess, 20 and Australian. None of the things I ever post belong to me honestly I lack the drive and creative ability to make anything so everything on here is a collection of random things I thought were pretty funny. My loves: Harry Potter, Starkid, Superwholock, Avatar the last airbender, Hunger Games, HIMYM, X-Men, Star Trek (Reboot) Pirates of the Carribean, Game of Thrones and Pokemon.
THE SCARF OF SEXUAL PREFERENCE
{ Team StarKid }
SHERLOCKIAN
WHOVIAN
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House Targaryen
{ GAME OF THRONES }
AVATAR
{ WATERBENDER }
TEAM FREE WILL
{ CRAZY PEOPLE! WE ARE INSANE! }
HUFFLEPUFF
{ POTTERMORE SORTED }
DISTRICT 6: TRANSPORTATION
{ THE HUNGER GAMES }
STARFLEET SCIENCES
{ ENSIGN }
WARNING: X-GENE CARRIER
{ MUTANT & PROUD }
PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN

riltmegoria:

Over-emotional Joffrey

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"I’m seriously going to be that crazy lady that’s still showing up to set like ‘AAAhh Where’s Josh!?’"

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barebackinq:

burritobat:

samshairisobviouslymagical:

barebackinq:

cumber-collectable:

barebackinq:

petal-winters:

barebackinq:

The girl who was my elementary school girl friend just got engaged and I’m sitting here single wearing a pug shirt and hamburger underwear

Just remember, u r someone’s dream girl

I’m a boy

Tumblr has made us forget that some people are actually straight

I’m gay

jesus this post is one train wreck after another

My great grandpa got hit by a train once.

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kiokushitaka:

bangarz:

I just found the best Facebook page

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mom:: don't eat the cookies yet, they just came out of the oven and are too hot

me:: fire cannot kill a dragon

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I firmly believe that the reason many Slytherins were easily convinced to join Voldemort was because they were treated like shit by the rest of the houses while they were growing up. Imagine spending seven of the most important years of your life being told that you were part of the bad house and therefore bad yourself. Everyone boos your quidditch team. All the houses will hang out with everyone except you. You grow up being hated by your fellow students and many of your teachers.
Now imagine someone comes along and tells you that you’re not worthless and bad. That you’re invited to join a family where you will right the wrongs committed against you. You have the opportunity to be wanted and powerful instead of a hated outcast. Several of your former classmates are telling you how great it is. How you’re welcomed and needed. These are the kids you grew up with. The classmates who went through all the same things you did. Being a Death Eater sounds pretty good now.




I’ve been waiting for a post like this.




I was always bothered by the scene at the end of book 7, when the students are asked whether they want to fight the incoming Death Eater army. The Slytherin students are all like, “Uh. No?” And they’re treated like terrorists for it. In the movie, they’re even locked in the school dungeons while everyone cheers.
Did nobody stop to think and realize that if the Sytherin students had stood and fought, they would have been facing their own parents on a battlefield? Even if some of them weren’t really on board with the whole Death Eater thing, expecting them to fight was just cruel. They were children. The oldest of them were seventeen. Babies. And their own professors were asking them to shoot illegal killing spells at Mum and Dad.
Imagine you are a Slytherin and you are staying behind to defend your school and maybe restore some honor to your House. The other students are all giving you mistrustful glares. You know they’re waiting for you to start hitting them in the back with stunning spells. You consider doing it, too, because you’re already starting to regret the choice you made.
Then the battle begins, and you are up against a crowd of strangers who aren’t strangers at all. You recognize voices, muffled behind masks but still piercingly familiar. Your uncle. Your cousin. Your best friend’s big sister.
And then you see a tall man in expensive grey robes. A moment later you notice the small, curvy woman next to him, wand ready. They are guarding each others backs.
You recognize their shoes.

 

I firmly believe that the reason many Slytherins were easily convinced to join Voldemort was because they were treated like shit by the rest of the houses while they were growing up. Imagine spending seven of the most important years of your life being told that you were part of the bad house and therefore bad yourself. Everyone boos your quidditch team. All the houses will hang out with everyone except you. You grow up being hated by your fellow students and many of your teachers.

Now imagine someone comes along and tells you that you’re not worthless and bad. That you’re invited to join a family where you will right the wrongs committed against you. You have the opportunity to be wanted and powerful instead of a hated outcast. Several of your former classmates are telling you how great it is. How you’re welcomed and needed. These are the kids you grew up with. The classmates who went through all the same things you did. Being a Death Eater sounds pretty good now.

I’ve been waiting for a post like this.

I was always bothered by the scene at the end of book 7, when the students are asked whether they want to fight the incoming Death Eater army. The Slytherin students are all like, “Uh. No?” And they’re treated like terrorists for it. In the movie, they’re even locked in the school dungeons while everyone cheers.

Did nobody stop to think and realize that if the Sytherin students had stood and fought, they would have been facing their own parents on a battlefield? Even if some of them weren’t really on board with the whole Death Eater thing, expecting them to fight was just cruel. They were children. The oldest of them were seventeen. Babies. And their own professors were asking them to shoot illegal killing spells at Mum and Dad.

Imagine you are a Slytherin and you are staying behind to defend your school and maybe restore some honor to your House. The other students are all giving you mistrustful glares. You know they’re waiting for you to start hitting them in the back with stunning spells. You consider doing it, too, because you’re already starting to regret the choice you made.

Then the battle begins, and you are up against a crowd of strangers who aren’t strangers at all. You recognize voices, muffled behind masks but still piercingly familiar. Your uncle. Your cousin. Your best friend’s big sister.

And then you see a tall man in expensive grey robes. A moment later you notice the small, curvy woman next to him, wand ready. They are guarding each others backs.

You recognize their shoes.

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Carry On My Wayward Son…

catsandartifacts:

There’ll be peace when you are done.

Lay your weary head to rest…

Don’t you cry

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wolfish-willow:

broken-windchimes:

latenightontheastronomytower:

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What did I just see? I… I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED THIS GIFSET IN MY LIFE

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oniron:

why the seven hells is jaime lannister holding a coffee cup? 

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