dani. 23. ✡
texas ❤ canada.
hockey fan.
soccer fan.
absolute nerd.
asoiaf addict.
university student.
library clerk.
amateur author.
fin aspirant.
sami salo enthusiast.


(Source: feanorr)



(Source: ogormanism)

Happy Easter! [x]

(Source: dailyanimals)


Slytherin | Gryffindor | Ravenclaw | Hufflepuff

Nazem Kadri - for ayyleafs


Rottweiler puppie / / Tobias Wiens


Rottweiler puppie / /


  “I am no ordinary woman. My dreams come true!”.

(Source: martybrodeur)


T H E   B L A C K   S I S T E R S

Bellatrix: A woman with thick, shining dark hair, long eyelashes and heavily hooded eyes… was sitting in the chained chair as though it were a throne.
Andromeda:  As she moved forward into the room, her resemblance to her sister Bellatrix became much less pronounced: Her hair was a light, soft brown and her eyes were much wider, and kinder.
Narcissa: She was so pale that she seemed to shine in the darkness; the long blonde hair streaming down her back gave her the look of a drowned person.

(Source: judymartn)


Dean O’Gorman as a giraffe
Hobbitcon 2014


Dean O’Gorman as a giraffe

Hobbitcon 2014

Meet the blogger
name: dani
height: 5’0’
eye colour: brown
birthday: 7 august
favourite colour(s): teal, royal purple, dark aqua
best school subject(s): english
current shirt colour: black
day or night: night
religion: jewish
gender: female
sexual orientation: straight
single or taken: single
celebrity crush(es): aidan turner, matthew lewis
coffee or tea: tea, preferably english breakfast

(Source: choke-on-glitter)

MAKE ME CHOOSE: v-mars asked, ed sheeran or rita ora.


032914: “and here comes Alex Burrows to help his teammate” 


Pramilith Patil was in the business of portraits, a business conducted in a sunny studio overlooking the great dome of Gringotts. There, he would take the measure of each lucky letter-receiver, each new mage not-yet-twelve; and while doing this he would be sure to make the children laugh, to put them at ease. He would say silly things like, “Cho, never fear, you’ll be the loveliest girl there, and you’ll be a force to reckon with besides, flinging those hexes about in no time,” or “Hogwarts next year, right? Where you’ll fall in with the muckrakers, won’t you, Seamus? You’ll be a young rebel, I can tell,” or “Now, Alicia, you won’t shy away from a schoolyard battle, will you?” or “Ernie, be loyal to the Headmaster now; he’s a curious fellow, but kind, a benign old army general,” or “I know you’re a bit concerned about going so far away from your mum and aunt, Susan, but you’ll be a fighter when you come back, Susan; so I think they’re more concerned over you,” or “Terry, Terry; why be scared of something stupid like poor grades? In time you’ll be battling Dark Wizards, Terry.”

But their parents would only laugh along and put down galleons on Patil’s counter, and then carefully hang the portraits over the mantle at home and sigh to each other about how hard it was to send them away to Hogwarts and how much they would miss their darlings, but that was alright; the darlings would always be children to them.

It didn’t occur to anyone to be upset over Patil’s warnings.

He alone could see the glimmers of painful growing-up in the children, the strange and dark future ahead. He wanted to prepare them for it. He thought they deserved as much. This generation — it would be browbeaten and tortured, taught to mistrust newspapers and parents and school officials; it would discover that safety was a lie. But it would do great things.