Monica’s Comeback Was Unreal But Darcy And Woo’s Reactions Were Priceless

That’s the tea

In 1995, Umbridge asks Professor McGonagall how long she has been teaching at Hogwarts.

She answers, 39 years.

Which means she began her career in 1956.

So how she was already aging sometime in the 1910’s to teach Newt Scamander is beyond me.

Mother’s Day

Minerva McGonagall was sitting in her office. She had just given detention to the one and only Weasley twins. The Weasley twins, she never thought she would have such trouble makers again since The Marauders. An owl flew through her window with the Daily Prophet. Minerva put 1 Knut in the little bag on the owl’s paw. She rolled the Prophet open and on the front page was a picture of Sirius Black. The sweet boy she once knew, or she thought she knew. Sirius Black, the troublemaker of the year, she had so many good memories of that boy. All the detentions she had given him, the times the Marauders pranked the Slytherins. Sometimes she laughed at their pranks and they would take that as a victory. Mysteriously those trouble makers had wormed their way in to Minerva’s heart, no matter how hard she tried to stop it, it hadn’t worked. Looking back at the paper, she started thinking. She couldn’t believe Sirius would do something so horrible, she had always thought of him as a hard working, brave, mischievous and good friend. She hadn’t expected this, she didn’t believe it. He could not have killed his best friend, the father of little Harry Potter who now had no longer parents and lived with his aunt and uncle.   She threw the newspaper in her trash can, not wanting to see the boy she loved as her own, in his prisoner clothes. The whole castle was awake by now. Sirius Black had found his way into the Gryffindor common room, or so Ron Weasley said. Minerva was searching in her hallway for the Black boy. In this hallway was her own bedroom as well. She was looking in one of the classrooms, but there was no trace of Black. She was about to walk away, when she saw a calendar. It was the 12th of May, Mother’s day. Sometimes Minerva wished she could have been a mother, have a child of her own. Looking away fast, she left the room. Minerva was tired after looking through the whole hallway, classroom after classroom. But she still had to be up all night. The last room she had to check was her bedroom. Opening the door, she saw a basket on her bed. She walked towards it, there was a note next to the basket: I’m sorry for all the Mother’s days I have missed. This is for the best mother anyone could ask for. Thank you Minnie. - your son

Minerva was now certain that Sirius Black was in the castle, because no one called her Minnie besides him. Minerva was beyond happy, because she realised something. The boy saw her as his mother, and so do many other students.

I need more of this

Iroh: People work their entire lives to find spirits and access the spirit world. It has taken years of dedication and study for me to reach the small part of it that I’m able to find.

Sokka, who accidentally steered a canoe to where the Avatar had been frozen for a century and then fell in love with the moon and also spent 24 hours in the spirit world that one time and was the only one who the hallucinations flat-out spoke to in the magical swamp: what, like it’s hard?

i did the thing.

every episode of house ever

*episode opens with patient going about their every day life*

patient: owww my everything

*patient goes to hospital*

house: okay guys got any ideas

literally everyone: ehh probably meningitis

house: well you're wrong give him a lumbar puncture

foreman: house despite you being the head of our team we obviously know more than you

house: *joke about foreman being black*

foreman:

house:

foreman:

house:

chase: hey cameron you wanna bang later

cameron: fuk u

chase: eyyy she wants me ;0

patient: oww my everything

cameron: the patient is getting worse house what do we do

house: pfff fuck if i know

cameron: damn house you suck you're a terrible doctor he obviously has meningitis

house: give him some drugz idk

cameron: wow guys did you hear house telling us to give the patient drugs? damn he's a great doctor wouldn't you just like to bang him?

chase: >:(

cuddy: house go work in the clinic

house: no

cuddy: do it or else

house: ugh fine

*insert some comic-relief scene of house in the clinic with a dumb patient*

*meanwhile the first patient gets worse*

patient: owww now my eyes are green

chase: house his eyes are green and he is literally on the brink of death what do we do

*INSERT 30 SECOND LONG MONTAGE OF HOUSE GOING OVER THE FACTS*

house: gREEN EYES?! THIS IS A SIGN OF TITTY DEFLATION!

*insert a 3D animation of how the disease works with voice over of how it works*

house: only a shot of the super-duper-illegal anti-titty deflation vaccine that has not yet been made legal can save him now

cuddy: NO

house: YES

cuddy: NO

house: YES

cuddy: NO

house: fuk u bitch i do what i want lmao cuddy? more like slutty ayyyy

*house gives patient cure*

patient: wow, doctor! by some miracle you've cured me! And even the chronic pain in my back was fixed!

house: yet another symptom of your titty deflation

wilson: how did he have titty deflation? he doesn't have titties

house: shut up, wilson, you were probably irrelevant this episode

*"You Can't Always Get What You Want" plays*

Tony felt like his head had barely hit the pillow before he was woken by soft cries coming through the monitor by the bed. He groaned and rolled over to look at the picture on the baby monitor on his bedside table. Morgan was wide awake, and although she was only making a few whimpering noises at the moment, Tony knew she would work her way up into a full blown crying fit if someone didn’t go check on her. She’d caught a cold recently and was having trouble staying asleep without getting fussy.

Tony rubbed his tired eyes and sat up with a quiet groan. He heard Pepper stir on her side of the bed.

“Tony… what—“

“I got it, go back to sleep,” Tony mumbled, running a hand down Pepper’s arm soothingly. Morgan had passed her cold onto her mom, so Tony wanted to make sure Pepper got as much rest as she could as well.

He turned down the baby monitor and stumbled his way out of the room and down the hall to his daughter. When Pepper told him she was pregnant he thought he’d have no issue with not getting any sleep. He was used to staying up all hours of the night working and not really getting much sleep. Apparently though, taking care of a baby was more exhausting than working on the Iron Man armor for 48 hours straight because god Tony was exhausted all the time.

Not that he was complaining. These last few months since Morgan was born had been some of the best and happiest months of his life and he wouldn’t trade them for anything.

The closer he got to Morgan’s room the more surprised he was that he couldn’t hear her crying. The last few nights since getting sick had been hard on her little body, and she was much quicker to cry than she usually was. His surprise turned to tension however when he reached the cracked open door and realized he could hear another man’s voice coming from inside the room.

Tony was ready to run into the room guns a-blazing to see who the fuck had broken into his daughters room before he realized he recognized the voice. He nearly laughed out loud at himself for his reaction, but he was too curious to see what this kid was doing to risk making noise and alerting the boy to his presence.

Tony pushed the door open gently so it wouldn’t make any noise and leaned against the door frame to watch his two children together.

Peter must’ve just gotten in because he was still wearing his Spider-Man costume, sans-mask, with a tear in the back by his shoulder blade. He was cradling Morgan against his chest, bouncing gently and rocking from side to side to make sure the eight month old didn’t start to cry again.

Weiterlesen

Upon learning of the chaotic vodka family, the rest of the Avengers would full heartedly believe that Natasha houses the one brain cell. How could she not? She’s Natasha.

To the surprise of all, Melina is the one who houses the brain cell in this family of chaos.

Summary of Endgame trailer in gif form

Tony:

Steve:

Natasha:

Bruce:

Thor:

Clint:

Scott:

Born too late to explore the world, born too early to explore the universe...

Born just in time to experience whatever the literal FUCK is going on right now.

So here’s what I’m thinking.

Good Omens was about Crowley being charged with delivering the Antichrist to earth and overseeing his upbringing.

The sequel, then, would’ve been about Aziraphale being charged with bringing about the Second Coming. A nice parallel to the first book.

But in order to get there, we would need a reason as to why it was Aziraphale, not Gabriel, who was charged with that. Traditionally it would’ve been Gabriel, right?

So Gabriel had to go away somehow, and Aziraphale had to become Supreme Archangel after rejecting and being rejected by Heaven. Hence, season 2, connecting the two stories.

And I love how Season 2 did this.

(and I have a lot of thoughts, so putting the rest of this long post beneath the cut)

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