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Fangirl Meme ► 1/10 Shows: Merlin (2008)

In a land of myth, and a time of magic… the destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a young boy. His name… Merlin.

And under here, Hedwig”—Harry pulled open a door under the stairs—“is where I used to sleep; You never knew me then— Blimey, it’s small, I’d forgotten… .” 
Harry looked around at the stacked shoes and umbrellas, remembering how he used to wake every morning looking up at the underside of the staircase, which was more often than not adorned with a spider or two. Those had been the days before he had known anything about his true identity; before he had found out how his parents had died or why such strange things often happened around him. But Harry could still remember the dreams that had dogged him, even in those days: confused dreams involving flashes of green light and once—Uncle Vernon had nearly crashed the car when Harry had recounted it—a flying motorbike..


little-miss-disney:

When pixar does the thing that makes you question if you are actually watching a children’s movie.


omfgcate:

dqdbpb:

we’re halfway thru april, u know what tht means?

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#ITS GONNA BE MAY

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mamalaz:

"The Knights of Camelot are the most skilled fighters in the land."

merlin  dorks  

onnasannomiya:

myrandaroyces:

when we talk about women in refrigerators it’s not always something super literal

i don’t imagine in writers room across the globe they’re all sitting there like “well we’re out of ideas let’s fridge another one” (but maybe they do i have no idea)

but what’s happening consciously or unconsciously writers are deciding that women are more valuable dead then alive. this goes way back. this is poe saying there’s nothing more poetic than the death of a beautiful woman. this is a dozen pre raphaelite paintings of ophelia drowning because they found her suffering erotic. this is the first reaction to laura palmer’s body being found being, “she was so beautiful.”

fuck this. fuck this.

i’m sick of writers getting passes. fuck this. our strong women are taken from us. we don’t get survivors. we don’t get triumph. women get chopped into artistic little pieces for the male heroes to choke own because we’re more valuable this way. because this way you don’t have to worry about our hopes and fears and opinions because we’re dead and dead women tell no tales. they can’t speak out against injustice because men took their tongues. and they think it’s beautiful. death, the ultimate passivity, the ultimate waiting room, is the most beautiful thing of all. there’s nothing more poetic than the death of a beautiful woman.

women matter. they matter when they are living. not listening to women while they’re still breathing is a failure and should not be regarded as anything else. it is a failure with very serious effects


#it’s a combination of this I think and the desire to see men punished #women are punishments the same way they are rewards #you love your hero? give him a beautiful girlfriend #you want to see him punished? or you want to see him in pain? or you need to motivate him towards your story? #take that woman away #kill her brutally and make it his fault #make him feel it #it’s because men are the Subject and women are the Object #men are the Self and woman are the Other #they don’t put themselves in a woman’s shoes because they are quite literally unable #they don’t see women as people or as fully realized characters so they are fully comfortable killing them off because it very much does not matter to them #maybe they feel a pang of sadness #but it’s the hero’s sadness they feel #they mourn his loss not her death #they feel empathy for his pain not her death #so much of the time she does not even rate consideration as a factor #and it’s fucking disgusting


h-xoanon:

1. The meaning behind my URL &/or blog title
2. A picture of me
3. Tattoos I have/want
4. Last time I cried and why
5. Piercings I have/want
6. Favorite Band
7. Biggest turn off(s)
8. Top 5 (insert subject)
9. Tattoos I want
10. Biggest turn on(s)
11. Age
12. Ideas of a perfect date
13. Life goal(s)
14. Piercings I want
15. Relationship status
16. Favorite movie(s)
17. A fact about my life
18. Phobia
19. Middle name
20. Anything you want to ask

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dont-touch-my-cassbutt:

this cat’s prettier than i am


cesarelucrezia:

DRAG YOU BACK INTO THE SEA: a mix for mermaids, sirens and sea nymphs.. who entice their mortal lovers to follow them beneath the sea.
(listen / download)

O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,To drown me in thy sister’s flood of tears.Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote;Spread o’er the silver waves thy golden hairs,And as a bed I’ll take them and there lie,And in that glorious supposition thinkHe gains by death that hath such means to die;Let Love, being light, be drowned if she sink!
Comedy of Errors -excerpt-
I.bat for lashes - siren song, II.feist - fire in the water, III.death in vegas - girls, IV.austra - woodstock, V.feist - caught a long wind (remix), VI.yoav ft. emily browning - where is my mind?, VII.rachel zeffira - break the spell, VIII.bjork - bachelorette, IX.dead man’s bones - lose your soul, X.the deer tracks - bless the waves, XI.mr. little jeans - oh sailor, XII.dead man’s bones - buried in water, XIII.mirah - special death

cesarelucrezia:

DRAG YOU BACK INTO THE SEA: a mix for mermaids, sirens and sea nymphs.. who entice their mortal lovers to follow them beneath the sea.

(listen / download)

O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,
To drown me in thy sister’s flood of tears.
Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote;
Spread o’er the silver waves thy golden hairs,
And as a bed I’ll take them and there lie,
And in that glorious supposition think
He gains by death that hath such means to die;
Let Love, being light, be drowned if she sink!

Comedy of Errors -excerpt-

I.bat for lashes - siren song, II.feist - fire in the water, III.death in vegas - girls, IV.austra - woodstock, V.feist - caught a long wind (remix), VI.yoav ft. emily browning - where is my mind?, VII.rachel zeffira - break the spell, VIII.bjork - bachelorette, IX.dead man’s bones - lose your soul, X.the deer tracks - bless the waves, XI.mr. little jeans - oh sailor, XII.dead man’s bones - buried in water, XIII.mirah - special death

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How about a kiss, Saumensch?
He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments longer before climbing out and handing her the book. His pants clung to him, and he did not stop walking. In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief’s kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.