In the first issue Clint gets shot in the arm while wearing a grey suit. The next time we see him in the suit, nineteen issues later, the sleeve is still torn in the place where he got shot.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004)
John describes the FIRST ENDING he wrote for TFIOS
This is completely true, I’m afraid. When Julie read the first draft, she was like, “I can’t tell if the last 40 pages are a joke.”
|—||Terry Pratchett, Going Postal (via lucreza)|
REASONS TO LOVE PROFESSOR MINERVA MCGONAGALL
Hahahahaha oh NO.
I mean, are we assuming that I’d get an unlimited supply of sloth hugs? I’ve never even had one sloth hug so far. But then, that’s probably a decent reason to choose the food. I would miss food so badly. Every single day. All the time. Specifically. (I miss strawberry cake I miss rabbit-shaped cheese crackers I miss peaches I miss dinner rolls I miss steak I miss broccoli OH GOSH HOW DO I LIVE.) I already know how to survive without daily sloth hugs. And I really, really love food, you guys.
(For the record, I’d pick friends over sloth hugs too. Never let it be said that I like my friends less than I like sloths.)
Wow, somebody actually did it.
3. A song that reminds you of summertime.
Remember the Day, by Capital Lights.
6. A song that makes you want to dance.
Me, dance? What rubbish. (The Alamo, by And Then There Were None.)
17. A song that you would sing a duet with on karaoke.
Um…..I’ve never considered myself to be a karaoke sort of person. I suppose I participated in some very passable duets of Frozen Heart (from Frozen, naturally) at the Winter Workshop. BEAUTIFUL. POWERFUL. DANGEROUS. COLD.
23. A song that you think everybody should listen to.
Flight of Kings, by The Classic Crime. That song is great.
29. A song that you remember from childhood.
Martyrs and Thieves, by Jennifer Knapp. For some reason it always reminded me of Lord of the Rings. I wanted to string clips from the films together and put in on YouTube with that song. (I thought my idea was brilliant. Little 8-year-old Gabrielle was not aware that such things already existed.)
30. A song that reminds you of yourself.
Hosanna, by Andrew Peterson.
“I ran away when I was about sixteen. I’d had enough… I hated the lot of them: my parents with their pure-blood mania, convinced that to be a Black made you practically royal… my idiot brother, soft enough to believe them… They thought Voldemort had the right idea, they were all for the purification of the wizarding race, getting rid of Muggle-borns and having pure-bloods in charge.”