Fandoms are special. We squeal, freak out, and cry together. One day in the future, you might just be working in your 9-to-5 office, lazing away the day. Something will spark in your memory, and you’ll type in that familiar URL. The blogs you never unfollowed will be untouched and pristine on your dash. Many of your friends have grown up as well, but you still can’t help but look at all the people you used to talk to all those years ago. Things will come flooding back, and you’ll remember those years spent on your computer, laughing and yelling and agreeing as people just went crazy. You’ll remember those nights you spent up all night with your friend, talking about the traits of a certain character, or how great it would be if this or that happened. You’ll recall those awesome blogs you always admired. You’ll feel a brief moment of nostalgia. You’ll click back to your dash- it’s empty now. Without a moment’s hesitation, you’ll go and type out, “Hey, is anyone out there?”, and just like all those years ago, you’ll eagerly await a response.
im not cleanin that up
A short horror story:
J.K. Rowling has revealed that Lily was pregnant with her second child, when Voldemort killed her. Even worse, she had finally talked James into making peace with Snape, and even wanted to make him the child’s godfather.
consultingtimelorddemonhunter:
I HATE EVERYTHING! THERE IS NO HAPPY LEFT! IT’S JUST SAD FANDOM FEELS! FOR. EVER. AND. ALWAYS!
WHAT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
(via lostinseconds)
I hate when people say, "That's not real music"
Oh, I’m sorry. I was unaware that I was listening to imaginary music that only I could hear.
(via heffronschmidt)
“Avan kissing Victoria’s forehead on the KCAs was the cutest thing ever.”
