Soul stan

[Gustavo @GusB__]

@yesroth Los subs más rápidos del oeste traducían y coordinaban todo EN UNA CUEVA

[SIMO @simoillust]

“In the end, just as Voldemort was killed for the first time by a love he could never understand, he is slain for the final time by a love he could never extinguish.”

[space @S_16135]

#malfoid #malfoy

[Wand to my heart, I wish we never met]

"Harry Potter...IS DEAD!"

You could almost feel the air being ripped away from the courtyard they had gathered in. Gasps and murmurs rippled through what was left of Hogwarts, others cried out in disbelief, Dracaena stood there in silence.

She looked past Voldemort and saw Hagrid, carrying Harry in his arms; eyes closed as if only asleep, but Hagrid was crying, and that told her all she had to know.
Voldemort had used the killing curse. Of course he did, after Dumbledore fell, the only one in his way was Potter.
The world blurred around her, whatever the dark lord was saying didn't register in her mind as words.

As if drawing the blinds, the world began to dim, until she was left only with the image of his body in Hagrid's arms, and the sound of her thoughts.

"We had just escaped the room of requirement"

"I saw him last night"

"Maybe he's only pretending."

"He promised me he would come back"

He had come back, only not in the way she had hoped.
The night before he left to meet Voldemort in the forest, she had pleaded with him to stay.

"You know what he'll do to you Harry! You can't possibly go, you're our only hope of winning against him."

"Look, I-"

"You'll what!" She growled as she jumped up from the bed, venom in her words befitting of her house.

Dracaena glared at him, battered and bloodied, the one chosen to save everyone. But that night he was hers alone. Harry looked up at her and smiled, in such a way that felt forced. He knew she could see through him but he felt a brave front was the appropriate thing to show.

"I'm not afraid to die, Dracaena."

"I know that! But I am!"

"Even more than that, I'm afraid of losing you!"

Feeling the tears roll down her face, she turned away from him.

"4 years! In all our time at school only now do I have your attention; only now do you look at me with love; only now do you open your heart to me."

Her voice trembled, she began stumbling over her words. Harry moved to embrace her but she kept speaking.

"I lov- I've loved you, all this time, even when your eyes drifted elsewhere, even when you danced with other girls, even when your lips touched those of another; I loved you."

"And now!"

She spun around, facing him again.

"Now that I have you, you tell me you want to die! To go into that forest and let HIM take you away from me!"

"I'll come back." Harry answered, meekly meeting her gaze.

"How! Just because you're 'The boy who lived' doesn't mean you'll be that again! And what happens if you don't come back?! What am I to do then?"

Her voice roared even louder, he was certain others had awoken at the noise.

Looking away as if to shield himself, he softly whispered

"You'll find another..."

"Another what!"
"Don't you start with me Harry James Potter! I-"

Her voice had gone from a roar to a whimper as she wept again. Only then did Harry get up to hold her.

It was supposed to be a moment of warmth in the middle of a war, and yet to Dracaena, the embrace was ice cold.

And here, her worst fears were made manifest. Harry was dead.

[1/i'll finish this when i get back from the hospital, I'm on the night shift]

[Wandering Early @earlynegurin]

I-I...

I can't.

[J. Y. Song @Critical_Scribe]

“You have her eyes.”

A phrase holding meaning that Draceana never really understood and one that so many had said it to her husband over the years. Each time his chest swelled with pride, his back straightened, and his steps grew more powerful. In those early years she thought the idea preposterous, who could ever be proud to be the child of a muggle? Who would ever say that having the eyes of them was something worthy of praise?

And yet, when she held their daughter, she understood. The girl’s hair was white-blonde, like her own, something she’d been smug about with Harry the longer it grew, but her eyes…

She had his eyes.

Irises of green looked up at her from the small one in her arms, filled with the same light Harry’s own held when her looked at her. Their daughter laughed with glee, and that sound was also her husband’s as well.

What filled her were contradictions. Her heart raced, but she was utterly calm. She felt lighter, yet was sinking into the ground. She was melting, but had never stood firmer in her life.

Perhaps their next child would have her eyes, a son with that unkempt tangle of brown Harry claimed was styled, but with orbs of silver beneath. Maybe both children would puff their chests out in pride upon hearing how much like their parents they looked. A pride that was not tied to purity of blood, but instead of the love that made them.

Thoughts for another time, for in this moment, looking down at her daughter, she indulged in a moment of selfishness. Those eyes, that laugh, were proof of their union, an existence that could have only been brought about by them and them alone…

And that was worth more than any treasure could hope to be.

[Dont Satonaka🇦🇷♂️ @Dandadanlover20]

NEGRO SOS MEXICANO, LA ULTIMA VEZ QUE CELEBRASTE ALGO FUE CUANDO DON BARRIGA LLEVO AL CHAVO DEL 8 A ACAPULCO

[RamnorTheWanderer // Vtuber(AnimeCon Thessaloniki) @RamnorH]

"I drew this to make guys yearn again."
The purest of souls

[ꜱᴀɴᴛɪ @notsantibjs]

LO PUSO A VALENCIA PERDIENDO 2 A 0 Y LO DIO VUELTA CON UN HAT TRICK SUYO

[fido dido @acmi1a]

tal cual yo también chupo vino a falta de tetas

[milo @milolimoli]

Me acaba de dar like a un tweet un tipo con ESTA foto de perfil.

[JABBA100 YEARS @JABBRWONGR]

this is how most kpop songs sound to me sorry

[anita nyan @suppirl]

pajeate noma con hentai wacho culiao yo te autorizo

[Flork @FlorkOfCows]

@ironmouse

[Pierre Castro 🇪🇨 @ad_petersvgc]

✍️ Carta abierta para @s0noroman @playpokemon @NintendoLatam

Cada RT, cada comentario, y cada ticket enviado a soporte equivale a firmar esta carta.

Abajo, el texto en inglés para que todos los que deseen apoyar la causa, coloquen un ticket de soporte a PlayPokemon. Este paso es fundamental para intentar lograr algo

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[Beto Ds @xddddrobert]

@InformacionTft Todo fue un espiral desde que dejo de stremear por las críticas que recibía en el set 15

[vids that go hard @vidsthatgohard]

They got the wrong home alone 2 actor AGAIN

[Carlitos @carlitosdm66]

El Barcelona con Kitu Díaz, Benedetto y Rojas.

[shuusai @Shuu_sai]

The game died because they didn't add Glup Shitto into the game

If only they knew how much of the potential playerbase consisted of Glup Shitto fans, they would have been able to milk us for our entire savings

If they added Glup Shitto I would def have played another 3 hours