HOW DARE THEY.
“I love you present tense,” I whispered, and then put my hand on the middle of his chest and said, “It’s okay, Gus. It’s okay. It is. It’s okay, you hear me?” I had—and have—absolutely no confidence that he could hear me. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “Okay,” I said. “Okay.”
In which Draco and Harry dress a little too quickly after a meeting
pet shaming, Supernatural style
reblogging because the last one made me smile
"she shouldn’t have worn that skirt to the frat party."
"yeah, well, archduke franz ferdinand shouldn’t have been wandering around sarajevo in an open-top car, so i guess he was asking to be murdered, too."
I love how it always comes back to Archduke Franz Ferdinand…