But you. You were SO desperate for love,
you were willing to marry me just like THAT.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t laugh at this f ucking picture
storybrooke has f r o z e n over
The beautiful Disney Art of Rodel Gonzalez.
Petunia Dursley: I have lived in this house for twenty years, and now in a single night, I’m expected to leave.
Harry Potter: They’ll torture you. If they think for a moment you know where I’m going, they’ll stop at nothing.
Petunia Dursley: You think I don’t know what they’re capable of? You didn’t just lose a mother that night in Godric’s Hollow, you know. I lost a sister.
Hey guys! So I’ve been working on a Hans/Elsa fic for a while now and I’ve finally started posting it on FFN, so if anyone cares to check it out, here’s my shameless self-pimping post with the link and all.
Summary: Sometimes, the only way to conquer the enemy, is to first surrender one’s own arms.
Okay, so check it out, maybe? (If you do, lemme know what you guys think in the reviews!)