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#cutest human alive

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Magnificent

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Harry Potter aesthetic: House Hufflepuff “ Those patient Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil.”

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Yesterday

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.

Elizabeth Taylor  (via wordsnquotes)

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Doris knocked carefully on the door. “Hello,” she called, “it is your favorite healer coming for a house call. And coming to give you the galleons she owes for the bet.”

@aureus-meles

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“I’m sick of feeling weak, and... I thought we could train together?”

@totallyrad-tilden​

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Ravenclaw: Can I see your notes from class?

Hufflepuff: Didn't you take your own notes?

Ravenclaw: No, I was too busy drawing puppies

Hufflepuff: ...

Ravenclaw: ...

Hufflepuff: Fine, you can see my notes as long as I can see the puppy doodles

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“I wish there was more that we could do, but there isn’t. It is... well, mum, lets just say that it isn’t safe here. I’m living in a society that wants to see me dead because you don’t have magic and dad doesn’t have magic but somehow, I do. My house was burned by a bunch of prejudice arses that thought because my blood isn’t as clean as theirs I don’t belong here. Merlin, mum. Alright, yeah... Tell dad I said hello... bye.” Doris leaned her head back against the window of the phone booth, her eyes closed, the phone still in her hand as she thought of what she had told her mother. It sounded like the older woman hadn’t heard half of what her daughter said. When Doris opened her eyes, she noticed the woman standing outside of the phone booth not too far away. “Sorry, do you need to use the telephone?”

@bloody-avery

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gottabebenjy:

“You do that, you know.” Benjy told her, earnestly. She was the reason he smiled. Not just because of her, but he needed to smile for her. He needed to smile so she wouldn’t worry for him, worry about his injuries, worry about what happened in those moments in the radio station, worry about what would happen to him next. So he’d smile for her as long as he needed to. Benjy leaned into her touch instantly, trying to draw as much comfort from her delicate fingers as possible. And it was working. His eyes even fluttered closed for a brief moment, and in that bit of time, it was just him and Doris - and that was all he wanted. “Thanks Healer Purkiss,” Benjy teased lowly, a lopsided grin on his face as he listened to her practically give him the rundown on his recovery. And if she believed a week was what he needed to get better, he believed her. “Good. Well not all night because you need your beauty rest,” he told her, playfully before pausing, letting a brief silence fall as he looked over her again. “Your dress is really nice. Before…everything went down…were you having fun? At the party?”

Doris could feel heat rising in her cheeks at his comment, and smiled over at him even wider. He was always doing things like that, making her smile wider even when she thought she wouldn’t be able to. She rubbed her thumb lightly against his cheek as he leaned into her hand. A part of Doris wanted to hug him again, curl into his side and lay beside him, but she was too afraid of hurting him to move from where she sat. “You’re very welcome patient Fenwick,” She mused in return, realizing only then that she had been rambling about his injuries. Seeing him like this had shaken her, but Doris was intent on making sure that he was okay before she let herself get too emotional. She was sure she would be sobbing if not for the fact that she didn’t want to give him another thing to worry about. As she was about to respond with a teasing remark, he asked her about the party, and Doris thought back to the bustling room of people before they had all run from the building, before she had heard the radio broadcast. She had almost forgotten she was still in her dress. A ghosted smile flickered on her face, “Thank you. I... was. I was dancing, talking to people, and I met some of the quidditch players... Forgot my cards at home, or I would have had them sign some of them. It was overwhelming how many people were there.”

until the other shoe drops ;

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gladysxgudgeon:

“Absolutely no one is going to say you’re a disaster. That’s the furthest from what you look.” 

“And that is all thanks to you, Glads. Honestly, that is probably what they would say if I tried to do this myself.”

| put your best foot forward | prefect your look

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

I definitely forgot. 

You can not think of anything better than “I forgot”?