Tom Hiddleston in Toronto on April 22, 2014
this never gets old
SANDRA BULLOCK IS MY QUEEN
Actual 3-year-old Tony Stark, everyone.
I WAS JUST LOOKING FOR THIS LAST NIGHT AND COULDN’T FIND IT.
A sex ed class in 1929
she knows what’s up
Every face in there is so priceless
Those 3 girls in the front row
this is the greatest thing on the internet
There isn’t a single thing wrong with this
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So we know it’s JK’s headcanon that Dudley has a magical child, right? Imagine his kid starting to show signs of magic and Dudley remembering all the odd things that used to happen around Harry. Imagine his kid coming home from Hogwarts and being all, “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME UNCLE HARRY WAS FAMOUS?” Imagine Dudley reading up on Harry and finding out about all the stuff he did and all the things that happened to him and struggling to grasp how his scrawny, speccy cousin saved the wizarding world. Imagine Dudley, white-faced with terror at his first big family get-together with Harry, Hermione and all the remaining Weasleys. Imagine Mrs Weasley being decidedly cool towards him until he eats fifth helpings of everything she cooks and telling her that she’s the best cook he’s ever met. Imagine Dudley meeting Fleur. Imagine the others embarrassing Harry by telling Dudley stories about him. Imagine Dudley and Harry going down the pub together for beers. Imagine Harry still calling him Big D. Imagine Dudley cheerfully never dieting ever again and being fat and happy forever THE END.
This makes me absurdly happy
did they just made me happy about DUDLEY
'I had some very handsome friends, so I had to think of something to try to attract girls when I was a teenager.'
nailed it, i guess
He had friends who were better looking? Some how I doubt that..
I call bullshit.
But imagine the fluffy teenage Tom, sitting in a corner with wide eyes, looking at all of his buff friends talking to girls, and he just thinks they’re all more handsome than him.
Suddenly, the tall boy with the angelic curls closes his eyes, breaths in heavily, and begins to count: uh 1 and uh 2 and uh 3 and uh 4
[SPOTLIGHT ON] [TOM BREAKS INTO A 90’s DANCE NUMBER] [ALL THE GIRLS START SCREAMING]
Seriously those hips! Those hips I can’t even…. uuhg
Actually, I can believe it. He’s stupidly tall, and thin as a rail, and probably had a terrible blond fro going for him. Let’s be real, 17-year-olds don’t wanna fuck that. They laugh at it behind their milk cartons.
Raising a child is like taking care of someone who’s on way too many shrooms, while you yourself are on a moderate amount of shrooms. I am not confident in my decisions, but I know you should not be eating a mousepad.
Ron Funches (via lazybookreviews)
this explains a lot about parenting.
It kind of does.
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