Mrs. Weasley set the potion down on the bedside cabinet, bent down, and put her arms around Harry. He had no memory of ever being hugged like this, as though by a mother. The full weight of everything he had seen that night seemed to fall in upon him as Mrs. Weasley held him to her.
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Macklemore and Ryan Lewis - Can’t Hold Us feat. Ray Dalton
Gong Li - L’officiel Hommes China (32nd anniversary issue)
The hardest part of writing witty dialogue is that I’m not as witty as the characters
The Morrigan! No, no, not that anime twat, the real, celtic Morrigan! Look! I even covered her in traditional blue war paint and gave her a braided gold collar!!!!
She is a part of a trinity of mother goddesses, including Badb and Macha, and is said to appear as an old hag, washing bloody clothes at a river, or as a striking young woman, completely naked, with the exception of war paint. She can also transform into a crow, raven, horse or wolf to watch over the battlefield and decide the fates of the warriors.
She is the deity of war, death, sexual potency, wealth and a slew of other fields. The celts were big into the generalist thing.
Morrigan even tried to seduce the hero Cuchulain, but became his implacable foe when he rejected her. WEEEE!~
old beast boy is yoda omfg
Can hardly wait~
i never really liked
until i found out
what it tastes like
when you sigh it