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this is my kingdom come
shania, filipino, usa, intj, slytherin, erudite, capricorn, multifandom, general of an armada of ships, please excuse me for my being is a constant work in progress  ||
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#so hot #zuko #atla #queuety patootie

To all the Tumblr users who tend to use tags very liberally:


Let’s play a game.

Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up.

you, also, what, when, why, how, look, because, never


Monster hospital, can you please release me?
You hold my hands down, I've been bad. 


demons a draco malfoy playlist - {listen}

1. demons - imagine dragons 2. blame - bastille 3. afraid - the neighbourhood 4. falling- the civil wars 5. how to save a life - the fray 6. smother - daughter 7. devil may cry - the weeknd 8. flaws - bastille 9. re:stacks - bon iver 10. disarm - the civil wars 11. bleeding out - imagine dragons 12. behind blue eyes - limp bizkit 13. secrets - onerepublic 14. seven devils - florence + the machine

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#Draco Malfoy #hp #queuety patootie

hp + hogwarts express » asked by 

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#hp #queuety patootie

“Such a display of death - how could it be considered a victory?”

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#tmr #queuety patootie

“Draco should be proud,” said Bellatrix indifferently. “The Dark Lord is granting him a great honor. And I will say this for Draco: he isn’t shrinking away from his duty, he seems glad of a chance to prove himself, excited at the prospect—” Narcissa began to cry in earnest, gazing beseechingly all the while at Snape. “That’s because he is sixteen and has no idea what lies in store! Why, Severus? Why my son? It is too dangerous! This is vengeance for Lucius’s mistake, I know it!” […] She crumpled, falling at his feet, sobbing and moaning on the floor. “My only son… my only son…”

I’m scared it’ll tell me I’m not Abnegation, that I have to leave my family.

But I’m even more scared that it’ll tell me to stay.