Plot twist: The tears in Dumbledore’s eyes when seeing the doe patronus were tears of pity. What he was really trying to say with, “After all this time?” is “Dude you haven’t let it go yet?” The memory faded out before we could realize.
"After all this time?”
"Always," said Snape.
"Severus, it’s been years. Get a girlfriend. Please."
The Nogitsune is laughing, it’s taunts echoing in the long hallway as it uses Stiles’ body to pummel Scott with its unnatural strength. Scott’s body aches with bruises, he can’t heal fast enough, there’s a convoluted mess of blood and tears on his face, because this is it, this is the end, he’s going to have to—“Stiles,” Scott gasps.
There’s a cruel smirk on Stiles’ lips, and he pulls Scott’s shifted hands toward, tugging painfully on an exposed claw. “What’s a wolf without his claws?” he sneers.
Scott screams loudly, his heart thudding as he hears another heartbeat and footsteps approach. The Nogitsune’s attention is focused on him, tearing at Scott’s claws on his right hand, one finger at a time, and Scott tries to focus, grabbing onto Stiles’ body, face contorting in pain while the Nogitsune watches greedily. “I don’t know,” Scott grits out.
"It’s a riddle, see," and it’s terrible to watch Stiles like this. Stiles hates riddles. Stiles—Stiles can’t be gone, they can’t do what they’re about to do—but they have to— “What’s a wolf without it’s claws?” and it yanks a claw free of Scott’s finger, blood spurting painfully from the tip, and it licks its lips, Stiles’ lips—
"Now!" Scott yells.
hey guys-so i just spent some time reading some of the so-called ‘spoilers’ that are out there…please remember that these all are peoples opinion and expert guessing at best…unless someone has a script (like me) and posts a screenshot of it (not a chance in hell), then we really don’t know what’s…
I am crying
this picture should win an oscar itself omg
Frozen + I bet you thought that was gonna be about a boy.
my problem with writing stories is that i’d rather imagine it and play it out in my mind than actually put it into words
"Detention, Mr. Black, this Friday," Professor McGonagall reprimanded the young wizard, as he stood in her office with some vague imitation of remorse. "And you will undoubtedly be glad to know that almost all of Mr. Sherbatsky’s hair has been restored."
"Does it look any better?"
"I’m sorry, Professor," sighed Sirius. "I was just trying to help. Who wouldn’t stand to gain from just wiping off all the prat’s ha… I mean, giving that dear sweet boy a new chance at… hair. His first try obviously failed."
"I thought you said it was an accident."
"It was. A lucky accident. Fate works in funny ways sometimes, Professor."
"Detention on Friday, Black."
"Right you are, Professor. You look lovely tonight, by the way."
"Out of my office, Black."
"If you insist."
did u guys see me at the oscars
You looked great, pizza. Congrats on everything. I love you.