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"a part of voldemort lives inside him

HP movie caps meme [ϟ]:

↳ Philosopher’s Stone [2/7]

there should be a “sometimes” box in between the “yes” and the “no” box

queerlionheart:

People really need to start to understand that there is a difference in finding somebody aesthetically pleasing and being attracted to them. Like there are a lot of men out there that I could look at all day just because they are really nice to look at but I would never want to have a romantic or sexual relationship with them. 

goodticklebrain:

It’s Shakespeare’s 450th birthday! Let’s celebrate! (Full post here - http://goodticklebrain.com/home/2014/4/23/happy-450th-birthday-shakespeare)

naturvin:

Erika Linder shot by Nina Andersson, for the summer 2014 issue of Rodeo magazine. 

Get the print copy here

daricemoore:

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imaginebucky:

imagine bucky before the war, poor as hell but always determined to look good, always determined to buy a dame a drink even if it meant he couldn’t take a cab back home. he always slicked back his hair and made sure every night to shine his shoes and press his shirts and steve always gave him shit for it, would always yell things like “jesus bucky you off to meet the president or somethin?” and “why the hell are you wearin your nice slacks? it’s almost 90 degrees outside ya punk.” bucky would just smile winningly and reply “you know i’ve always gotta be ready to impress a lovely lady stevie.” 

when they’re fighting in the war bucky finds a way to keep his hair nice and his clothes looking sharp, even though there aren’t really any dames to impress anymore

the winter soldier has no concept of self worth because he does not belong to himself. his trainers have not instilled in him a desire to care for himself other than the essentials: bandaging wounds, stitching cuts, digging bullets out of his scarred flesh. he does these things because they are necessary. there is no tactical advantage to washing his hair so he does not. there is no merit in shining in his boots so he doesn’t waste the time to do so. if his clothes somehow impair his ability to fight and shoot and kill then he will fix it in the most prudent way possible with no regard as to how he looks because he wasn’t programmed to

after months of rediscovering himself, months of running and hiding and killing (only those he chose to, and only those that deserved it), months of slowly regaining his memories (steve, frame tiny but determined, hugging him one last time before he shipped off; steve, standing over him, bigger than he remembered, though he was always so much bigger than other people gave him credit for; steve, reaching reaching reaching for him on a train in the middle of winter but not being able to reach far enough; he remembers falling, but not what comes after, not for a long time; when he does remember, it’s - well. death would be kinder), months of avoiding steve and natalia (or is she natasha now?) and the man with wings. after months of this, he’s finally ready to turn himself in, to sit down and talk instead of run. so he goes to a barber shop (nothing fancy, just a local, family-run business smack in the middle of brooklyn) and asks for a haircut, something that’ll make him look nice and respectable - he’s got someone he wants to impress

jonsnuw:

People tell me I look mournful. They say, “Cheer up, Dan, it’s not that bad!” Sometimes I just look into space, which freaks people out. If I was ever required to do anything other than look haunted, I could. I’m a happy person.

The way Steve looks at Bucky

cleverkats:

Some stories stay with us forever

A 19th century painting of the Ballroom in the Winter Palace, St. Petersburg, Russia. Tsar Alexander II can be seen sitting in the background.