If you don’t reblog this, then you hate Harry Potter.
I’m obligated as a resident of Earth
FOREVER REBLOG
well, can’t have people think I hate Harry Potter now can I?
I’m sorry, but my existence obligates me to reblog this. :/
FOREVER REBLOG
Who wouldn’t reblog this?
I just had to reblog after I had. Sorry. DEAL WITH IT.
(Source: mrs-potter)
Far below, I can just make out Finnick, struggling to hang on as three mutts tear at him. As one yanks back his head to take the death bite, something bizarre happens. It’s as if I’m Finnick, watching images of my life flash by.
The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee’s trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks.
Then it’s over.
Steve: Big man, in a suit of armour… take that away, what are you?
Tony: Uh… genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist…




































