I like how all of these 11-17 year olds are just going to school with vampires and werewolves and giant spiders and vicious three-headed dogs in their backyard, yet they need a permission slip with an iron-clad parent/guardian signature to go have a harmless butterbeer at the nearby wizarding village.
Okay, Hogwarts. Okay.
i’ve never met hugh jackman but i trust him.
i hope i randomly get super hot in the next year or two and everyone is just like “oh shit”
me: try me
do you ever get frustrated because you don’t have powers
"Nope," I whisper as I exit out of a fic with no paragraph breaks.
Expect an influx of late comic con posts from me today… I’ve been away all weekend so I’ve missed it all and now I’m lying in bed crippled trying to catch up with it all on my phone… I’ll also try on the train home later tonight too ^^