kitamurrrr:

“Death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints…“

Click for a full view, and maybe something more… happy halloween!

(via skymurdock)

After years of gushing about how touching this, I realised something that makes it so much worse.

hermionejeanblr:

Think about this for a moment. Think about how hard it must have been for him to say those words.

‘He’s not your son.’ 

Like no no no, Molly, this is my Harry. My kid. James and Lily’s son from his appearance right down to the way he writes the alphabet and protects his enemies. I’ve known the kid literally since he was born. I know what James and Lily wanted for him. They’d want him to know what he’s getting into. They’d want him to know that we trust him. And Lily would skin me alive if I let her son face the “chosen one” scenario without knowing what it means. James and Lily Potter gave their lives as a result of this Prophecy and you’re telling me they would want to keep him in the dark? He is my godson, Molly. I would do anything to keep him safe. I’m the one Harry wrote to nearly every day for months and I know what he needs. I know what happened in the damned graveyard. I know what Harry’s been through and I know what his parents would want us to do. HE’S. NOT. YOUR. SON.

‘He’s not your son,’ said Sirius quietly.

Sirius is canonically the sort of person who’d get increasingly louder and angrier over the course of an argument. But no. Molly wants Harry to be a child. Her child. And all he can think of is  Lily. Her grit. Her principles. The way she’d have laid the truth out before Harry and then taken him out to a Quidditch game or something. 

He never gets to say any of that. There’s Molly’s below-the-belt Azkaban taunt and Sirius just retreats into his guilt about not actually being there for Harry… not being able to protect him last year… not keeping James and Lily safe.

okay satan maybe just  slow down there.

(Source: shakspaere, via cthulhu-with-a-fez)

wildehack:
“ mamonna:
“ the return of the Prodigal son
”
#[whispers] nO#star wars#oh no what if one day he just—shows up#no fanfare no grand surrender no chains or lightsaber duels; he’s just…….there#her son wearing a strange man’s face and going to...

wildehack:

mamonna:

the return of the Prodigal son

#[whispers] nO#star wars#oh no what if one day he just—shows up#no fanfare no grand surrender no chains or lightsaber duels; he’s just…….there#her son wearing a strange man’s face and going to his knees and leia can’t breathe can’t think#it’s third shift and the halls are mostly empty; she was just going to get her datapad from the command center she hadn’t—#“how did you….” (she means: get away from snoke; she means slip onto a rebel base without tripping the alarms#she means: find me)#and he opens his mouth to answer (I killed my father; the force; I have always been able to find you)#but what comes out instead is “mama”; said in a small and heartbroken voice that neither of them have heard for over a decade#and leia is moved by an instinct she thought dried up; withered long ago and broken away from lack of use#but she opens her arms#and gathers her son up the way she once did; stroking his hair as though he is still a boy frightened of thunder#(he smells different the angles are all wrong the proportions are off but she knows him; her body knows him#she carried him inside her there is nothing he can become she would not know as she knows her own skin)#“oh ben” she says very softly so softly she’s not sure he heard but#she feels his shoulders hitch and then the alarms are sounding#………..when the resistance soldiers arrive kylo ren is on his knees before general organa; his hands tucked behind his head#his lightsaber held loosely in the general’s hand#then there are chains and that surrender; interrogations and talk of a trial#but for that moment in the hall it was very simple#leia’s son had come home (notbecauseofvictories) 

This is okay. I’m fine. 

Wow, Sauron, maybe slow your roll there just a little.

ourloveislegendrarry:

moonys-knights:

SCREAMING BECAUSE I JUST FOUND OUT THAT PETUNIA PLANNED LILY AND JAMES’S FUNERAL. OH MY GOD.

-IMAGINE REMUS FINDING HER ADDRESS AND POPPING OVER ONE DAY BC HE REFUSES TO HAVE HER MESS UP THE ARRANGEMENTS AND DISHONOUR HIS FRIENDS.

-PETUNIA OPENING THE DOOR, FLUSTERED BC SHE HAS TWO SCREAMING BABIES AND HAS NEVER BEEN MORE STESSED EVER AND HAS DUDLEY IN ONE ARM AND HARRY ON HER LEG AND THERES A STRANGE YOUNG MAN WITH GRAYING HAIR AND A LOT OF UGLY SCARS ON HER PORCH

-HARRY RECOGNIZING REMUS AT ONCE AND LETTING GO OF PETUNIA YELLING “UNC-OO MOO'Y! UNC-OO MOO'Y!” AND REMUS AUTOMATICALLY REACHING DOWN TO LET THE TODDLER LATCH ONTO HIS NECK LIKE HE ALWAYS DOES. HARRY QUIETS DOWN QUICKLY AND JUST CURLS UP BC IT’S SOMEONE HE KNOWS AND UNCLE MOONY!

-PETUNIA BEING FLABERGASTED AND FINALLY ASKING, “HOW DID YOU DO THAT? I HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO GET HIM TO STOP FUSSING SINCE HE GOT HERE.”

-REMUS EXPLAINING THAT HARRY HAS DONE THAT SINCE DAY ONE AND ASKS POLITELY TO COME IN BC HE HAS SOMETHING TO DISCUSS WITH HER

-PETUNIA ALLOWING REMUS IN AND STATING SHE’S GOING TO PUT DUDLEY DOWN FOR A NAP AND TO PLEASE MAKE HIMSELF COMFORTABLE IN THE SITTING ROOM

-REMUS SITTING AWKWARDLY ON AN ARMCHAIR AND HARRY LOOKS UP AND ASKS “UNC-OO MOO'Y, WHERE MUMA? WHERE DADA? WHERE PA'FU?”

-REMUS NOT KNOWING HOW TO SAY THEYRE DEAD BC SIRIUS SO HE SAYS “HARRY, I NEED YOU TO BE A BIG BOY. MUMA AND DADA… THEY LOVED YOU LOTS AND LOTS BUT THEY HAD TO GO BYEBYE.”

-“WHEN MUMA AND DADA BACK?”

-“HARRY, I’M SORRY BUT THEY HAD TO GO TO HEAVEN.” AND REMUS IS CRYING BECAUSE IT’S SUDDENLY REAL AND HIS FRIENDS ARE ACTUALLY FUCKING DEAD AND IT HURTS AND IT HURTS SO MUCH HE WISH HE COULD RIP HIS HEART OUT AND NEVER FEEL AGAIN

-AND HARRY IS CONFUSED SO HE GRABS REMUS’S NOSE IN ATTEMPT TO COMFORT REMUS AND STARTS BABBLING ABOUT MUMA PLAYING PEEKABO AND DADA HIDING UNDER A BIG FLAPPY CLOAK AND A GREEN LIGHT AND UNCLE MOONY ITS JUST GAMES

-PETUNIA COMING BACK DOWNSTAIRS TO SEE REMUS SOBBING AND PETTING HARRY’S HEAD AND TRYING TO EXPLAIN THAT MUMA AND DADA CAN’T COME BACK BUT REMUS IS CRYING SO MUCH HE CAN BARELY SPEAK SO SHE OFFERS A HANKERCHEIF AND ASKS WHAT HE CAME FOR

-AFTER HE CALMS DOWN ENOUGH HE FLAT OUT TELLS PETUNIA THAT HE IS GOING TO HELP WITH THE FUNERAL

-SHE’S ACTUALLY RELIEVED AND SAYS SHE HADN’T THE FAINTEST TO INVITE SEEING AS SHE WASN’T CLOSE WITH LILY (AT THIS REMUS SNORTS) AND COULDN’T JUST ATTEND HERSELF

-SKIP TO THE FUNERAL. IT’S AN OPEN CASKET AND DUE TO MAGIC BOTH LILY AND JAMES ARE IN THE SAME CASKET AND THEIR HANDS ARE INTERRWINED AND IT LOOKS AS THEYRE SLEEPING IN THEIR FINEST CLOTHES (LILY IN HER WEDDING DRESS, AS IT WAS HER FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING AND NOT LONG OR OVERLY FANCY AND JAMES IN A SUIT BUT INSTEAD OF A SUIT TOP HES WEARING THAT RIDICULOUS SHIRT HIM AND SIRIUS MADE THAT HAD “I HAVE THE WORLD’S HOTTEST WIFE” PRINTED ON IT)

-REMUS IS SITTING TO THE RIGHT OF PETUNIA WITH HARRY IN HIS LAP AND ALICE AND FRANK ARE TO THE RIGHT OF HIM

-THE SERVICE IS GORGEOUS WITH DUMBLEDORE CONDUCTING IT IN THE RIDICULOUS PURPLE ROBES WITH YELLOW STARS THAT JAMES ABSOLUTELY LOVED

-WHEN IT’S TIME TO GO UP AND VIEW THE BODIES, PETUNIA LINGERS A SECOND LONGEUR THAN HER HUSBAND BUT QUICKLY MOVES

-REMUS GOES UP WITH HARRY

-HARRY MANAGED TO ESCAPE REMUS’S ARMS AND LANDS IN THE COFFIN YELLING, “MUMA! DADA! WAKEY!” OVER AND OVER AND HE’S SO CONFUSED AS TO WHY THEY AREN’T ANSWERING. FINALLY HE TURNS TO REMUS, CONFUSED, AND ASKS, “UNC-OO MOO'Y, PEEA'BOO?”

-EVERYONE IS FROZEN, WATCHING THE TINY BABY POKE AND PROD HIS PARENTS. MCGONAGALL IS CRYING AND REMUS IS SOBBING AGAIN AND HE’S TRYING TO EXPLAIN TO HARRY THAT THEY CAN’T

-DUMBLEDORE SWEEPS IN ALL MAGESTICALLY AND HARRY SHRIEKS “DUBLDOR!” AND DUMBLEDORE IS ABLE TO EXPLAIN THAT MUMA AND DADA ARE GONE IN THE NICEST WAY POSSIBLE BUT SO HARRY UNDERSTANDS AND HARRY STARTS CRYING AND SAYING HE WANTS MUMA AND DADA

-REMUS GRABS HARRY AND BEGINS TO SHUSH HIM AND LETS OTHER PEOPLE SAY GOODBYE TO LILY AND JAMES AND SUDDENLY PETUNIA AND VERNON ARE OVER AND HARRY IS BEING RIPPED OUT OF REMUS’S ARMS AND BEING TOLD THAT REMUS IS NEVER ALLOWED TO COME OVER AGAIN AND IF HE DOES THE POLICE WILL BE CALLED AND REMUS IS NOT ALLOWED TO EVER CONTACT HARRY OR THE DURSLEY’S AGAIN

-REMUS JUST STARES NUMBLY AS THE DURSLEYS STOMP FROM THE HALL WITH HARRY CRYING AND SHREIKING, “UNC-OO MOO'Y! UNC-OO MOO'Y! I WAN’ UNC-OO MOO'Y!” AND SUDDENLY REMUS IS CRYING FOR WHAT SEEMS LIKE THE MILLIONTH TIME AND IT FEELS LIKE LILY AND JAMES DIED ALL OVER AGAIN AS HARRY’S CRIES FADE AND HE FALLS TO HIS KNEES AND HE’S SCREAMING IN PAIN BECAUSE IT’S TOO MUCH AND HE DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS AND HE’S DEMANDING TO KNOW WHY THIS HAD TO HAPPEN

-REMUS LUPIN IS 21 AND HIS ENTIRE FAMILY HAS BEEN TAKEN AWAY FROM HIM WITHOUT MERCY

IM CRYING HOLY SHIT.

FUCK YOU ACTUALLY

WHAT THE FUCK.

I’M A GOOD PERSON.

I DON’T DESERVE THIS.

(Source: deerxpuns, via gryffindorconsultingtimelord)

Anonymous asked: That look that Max gets when he picks up Furiosa kills me every time, he looks so terrified. Poor hobo man doesn't want to loose his queen

oneangryshot:

do you mean this face anon?? this face?? because yeah. yeeeah. that is the face of the most frantic, most terrified, tiny baby ever to roam the wasteland.

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or maybe you mean this face, where he’s realising exactly how hurt she is (and cheedo’s in the background like eh, tis a scratch).

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or maybe you mean this face, which i like to call The Worst Face, because of how terrible it is. this is the face you make when you realise that you have to bail soon because you’re having feelings and that hasn’t happened in A Long Time.

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boopboopbi:
“ amberlyinviolet:
“ thunderboltsortofapenny:
“ thunderboltsortofapenny:
“ buckybarnesss:
“ sweetestel:
“ buckybarnesss:
“ the collective look of: we know you just lost your boyfriend but really steve?
”
I looked at the picture and...

boopboopbi:

amberlyinviolet:

thunderboltsortofapenny:

thunderboltsortofapenny:

buckybarnesss:

sweetestel:

buckybarnesss:

the collective look of: we know you just lost your boyfriend but really steve?

I looked at the picture and because I love symetry I thought, this is silly, why isn’t there four people on Steve’s right side-

Oh, that was Bucky’s seat.

what have you done?

What the fuck man

NOPE STILL UPSET OVER THIS. THIS STUPID PUNK HAS MAYBE 30 MINUTES OF SCREEN TIME BETWEEN FOUR HOURS OF TOTAL FRANCHISE SCREEN TIME AND BECAUSE OF ONE EMPTY CHAIR I AM AN EMOTIONAL MESS OF AN ADULT WHAT THE FUCK.

HE HAS A TOTAL OF 14 SCENES. HE ONLY *TALKS*IN 8 OF THEM AND THIS ASSHOLE HAS TAKEN OVER MY LIFE.

AND THEN THIS. THIS STUPID EMPTY CHAIR.

WHAT THE FUCK MAN.

“There’s a grief that can’t be spoken.

There’s a pain goes on and on.

Empty chairs at empty tables

Now my friends are dead and gone.”

THAT IS NOT AN OKAY THING YOU JUST DID!

(via johanirae)

jacebelikov:

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can’t shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is coming down
Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door

(Source: aliciasalarcon, via )