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Everything I have ever learned in my lifetime leads back to this…

I could sleep forever these days because in my dreams I see you again.

Are we favour friends now? Are we friends?

Imagine first year Harry Potter looking for Fred and George to see if they want to have a snowball fight with him and Ron and finding an odd piece of parchment lying in their room. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter picking the parchment up and examining it, because he’s learning that in the wizarding world nothing is ever as it seems, not even old pieces of parchment. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter tapping his wand to the parchment to see if anything happens and, to his surprise, seeing thin, angular writing appear as if written by an invisible hand. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s excitement when the parchment reads: Mr. Prongs asks who is trying to uncover the carefully guarded secrets of the Marauders. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter whispering “My name is Harry Potter and I didn’t mean to pry,” before hurriedly trying to refold it and return it to where he’d found it 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s astonishment when the writing reappears, this time saying: Let Mr. Prongs share his immense joy that Harry Potter has found this. He hopes that Harry will find the contents of this parchment useful and use it in a way that would make his father proud. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s smile sliding off his face as he says quietly, “I don’t know. My father’s dead, you see. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s confusion when the writing appears once again, saying: Mr. Prongs wishes to tell Harry Potter that while his father may be dead, he is still looking out for him and is incredibly proud of him. Mr. Prongs hopes that Harry Potter knows his father loves him very much. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter taking the map back to his dormitory and spending the rest of the evening talking to the mysterious Mr. Prongs about his mother and father, about whom the invisible man seems to know quite a bit.

CAPTAIN CANARY WEEK Day 7: Free Choice: Sara / Leonard + their sisters

Do you remember what you said? These past few weeks have been some of the best of your life.

‘I don’t want to let you go. But I’m already gone.’

by cherrychapssstick

We have free will, and with that comes great responsibility 

and sometimes great loss

(insp)

Until death do us part.

Arrow 3.16 | Legends of Tomorrow 1.01

You came back from the dead.  This calls for a party.

 #tommy merlyn you are SO full of shit #i don’t believe for a single second that he spent oliver’s funeral charismatically hugging weepy women #and collecting numbers and dropped panties after #i would bet real dollars he spent the funeral swinging between self-immolating anger at the injustice #and at the fact that there even was a funeral BEING HELD without a body (he could be out there! he could still be out there!) #(and tommy didn’t stop looking for more than a year and an international flight to hong kong) #and swinging over then to hopeless hollowed-out despair and occasionally middling in a sick space of queasy hysteria #with bad jokes and brittle smarmy ‘charm’ maybe he tried to treat oliver’s funeral like a party to get laid at #maybe for a minute even though it turned in his stomach and sank like lead-coated rotten garbage #maybe he glanced across at laurel lance (silent in her white-lipped fury and shock) with his red-rimmed eyes #and set his sights lower (he wasn’t stupid) and he chose some weepy redhead who slept with oliver once in high school #she’s breathy and shallow in her ‘gosh i’m so sorry’ there just to be seen as rating oliver queen’s last going out bash #and maybe for a moment tommy tries to get in the headspace of (think about it when oliver gets home—when not if #i’ll tell him how i knew all along the funeral was pointless and i used it just to get lucky; fish in a barrell; he’ll love that he’ll laugh #but tommy tries kissing her (and keeps stuffing down his anger that this is his BEST FRIEND’S FUNERAL and still the hangerson #are just using him just using his name and his recognition) and they take it somewhere else #and they make out but god he’s not into it no matter how hard he tries and she’s taking off her clothes and going for his belt #but jesus there’s nothing happening in there for her; he can’t give a shit that he can’t get it up #she looks disbelieving and disappointed and insulted; he doesn’t care; he shoves her off him and leaves #(laurel later at some point bumps into him and pours scorn scalding over his head; how she saw him pawing that girl at ollie’s funeral #you never change merlyn do you; best friend’s dead and you’re just cashing in on easy lays #and he doesn’t correct her he lets the assumption stand #but he doesn’t know that his brittle laugh and hollow eyes are the first time she takes pause and looks at him a second time) #and then oliver DOES come back and he DOES ask tommy if he got lucky at oliver’s funeral (that old mask in place) #and tommy’s tied his own partyboy mask on tight as well because that’s expected right that’s probably what oliver needs from him #and they’re both so full of shit and lying through their teeth at each other; boys you macth in all your ugly broken places #i wish you’d stopped hiding from each other long enough to see that you were Call and Response

#okay so i was just gonna tag this#superboyfriends#and move on right?#except oh god oliver queen you shitty fucking liar#not really a hugger my ass#you know who you used to hug easy and warm and tight and without hesitation?#tommy#he and tommy hugged like it was the most natural thing in the world#none of that brohug backslap chestclap bullshit#they put their arms around each other and held each other chest to chest with chins tucked over shoulders#and they were unselfconscious about how long it lasted#do you miss it oliver?#‘it wasn’t so bad right?“#no it wasn’t; felt just a shade off from home#with baryr’s slighter shoulders and slender chest#taller than tommy but thinner#tommy held oliver tighter and maybe that’s just that tommy knew he was allowed#knew it like he knew he was supposed to be breathing#and barry well this is a new privilege#barry doesn’t know he’s giving oliver a gift that’s as much a sadness as a comfort#how long since you were a hugged like that oliver#how long since you let a friend just embrace you like they had the right#(since tommy; that’s how long) (via @absentlyabbie )

WHAT IS THIS.

I didn’t need my heart today. NO BIG DEAL. Just all my Toliver & Olivarry feelings in one post. THIS IS FINE.