Remember how when Capaldi was chosen as the twelfth doctor everyone had this feeble hope that he would bring Doctor Who back to what it was because he was a film director and not the mysoginistic Moffat kind
AND THEN WE HEAR THAT HE’S REFUSING TO FLIRT WITH CLARA AND IS GOING TO BRING “a bit more gravity” BACK TO DOCTOR WHO AND "I didn’t want to be Doctor Who in a Doctor Who I didn’t like,"
I am punching the air right now.
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Sam can’t find him because he doesn’t want to be found. Because [Dean is] having fun and he knows that if Sam finds him, he’s going to do his best to reverse the demon in him. But he’s like, “I’ve got the golden ticket.” This might be a little heavy, but it made me think about heroin addicts. To them, they found the magic key. They found the recipe to happiness. People are like, “You can’t do this. This is going to ruin your life,” and they’re like, “Screw you! This makes me feel amazing. I’m going to do this. You’re the one that’s an idiot. This is the best stuff ever.” And… everyone else is watching this steady decline of this person. That’s kind of demon Dean.Jensen Ackles [x] (via deanisanactualprincess)
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“And Harry, with the unerring skill of the Seeker, caught the wand in his free hand as Voldemort fell backward, arms splayed, the slit pupils of the scarlet eyes rolling upward. Tom Riddle hit the floor with a mundane finality, his body feeble and shrunken, the white hands empty, the snakelike face vacant and unknowing. Voldemort was dead.”
You see, this is how it should have been. I wish that this wasn’t just a behind-the-scene photo. I wish that it had happened like this. Exactly like in the book. Voldemort died like anyone else. And it’s amazing how in the book, J.K. Rowling actually used his name. He was humanized in death. And I wish that they had shown that, instead of showing him do an imitation of the Corpse Bride.
Because it’s really important:
Tom Riddle was humanized in death.
(…not to mention that, if I remember correctly, it happened in the Great Hall in front of everyone…)
my mom told me to put the dog to bed but didn’t specify which bed
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You can see the difference in how these characters were brought up clearly from the younger years. Harry if you remember has to be prompted to tell his name, most likely because the Dursley’s hated to acknowledge he is important. Ron, as an afterthought tells his name as though he always gets a head of himself and must be reminded all the time to tell others who he is. While Hermione recites her name as though she has walked up to so many kids trying to make friends, because her parents told her the easiest way to make friends is to introduce yourself. And finally Draco leads with his family name because it shows his pure blood status and sets him above the rest; it is what makes him important and special, and his last name is the only thing that matters. Yet in the end war does not care what your name is, it hurts without discrimination, and that is what the second gifs display all to well.
John Watson + jealousy (1/2)
My favorite part is that I think it’s genuinely ridiculous to John— like, it’s so funny it’s painful. He’s like, ‘don’t kid a kidder, I know Sherlock Holmes and he’s in a monogamous relationship with deduction’. In that sense, the look at the wedding ring really stands out ‘cause John isn’t making a joke out of it. Like, on some level he just genuinely can’t believe Sherlock is capable of romantic/sexual attraction, so it’s a farce. Even if it hurts John, it’s still a farce. In a way, it really is funny (look at his face!), but it’s also just sad because basically he’s treating Sherlock about the way Sherlock treated the train guy in TEH. Of course it’s a coping mechanism, but the jealousy is definitely mixed with sheer amused incredulity. He’s waiting for the punchline; really, he is the punchline, and he plays along. John isn’t usually as over-the-top as he is when he plays up his incredulity at Sherlock’s impossible sex-life.
With the ring, the joke’s on John, because this means Sherlock can’t feel things at all. He was still thinking he’s okay with it, he convinced himself he was okay with it, he even went ahead with the marriage and told himself it was okay— because what they had was enough, and he wasn’t going to push. But it just takes one more lie before John starts thinking he never had anything at all. And I think John’s really sincere about it, jealousy or no— he really is okay with anything as long as he’s the only one Sherlock feels intensely for, the only one who knows Sherlock. Except maybe he doesn’t. And it’s not rational, and he knows better, but it’s hard to be rational about one’s greatest fear: maybe Sherlock is empty. John doesn’t really believe it, but he can’t help but consider it. And at that moment, it’s like the world goes grey.
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Another social casualty
What if oxygen is poisonous and it just takes 75-100 years to kill us?
My science teacher said he thinks that’s true actuallyYeah this is actually pretty much exactly what is going on. It’s why anti-oxidants are such a big deal. Bonus fact: oxygen oxidizes stuff in your cells or, in other words, it’s not toxic, just setting you on firevery very slowly.
"My wife didn’t want to take maternity pictures, so I hired a photographer and took her place…" [x]
I. AM. CRYING.
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