For every reblog this gets, I’ll donate 5 cents to ANY charity that helps support what’s happening to London.

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khayeuh:

awyeahiconiaczyeah:

GONNA REBLOG THIS A MILLION TIMES

Reblogging this every time it’s on my dash.

^

7th time reblogging.

9th Time Reblogging.

thirteenth time reblogging. <3

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gryffind0r: shipklainedemort: “Papa,” A little hand tugged on Blaine’s trousers. “Why do they want pictures of us? We’re not famous.” “No, we’re not famous,” Blaine laughed, crouching down beside his son. “But Daddy and Aunty Rachel are famous, and we’re their family. And famous people’s families get photographed a lot.” Toronto looked around him in wonder, his little eyes sparkling. A bright smile lit up his face as everyone snapped his photo. “Toronto,” one of the photographers called. “Are you a Warbler?” They had noticed the Dalton uniform that Toronto was wearing, even though he definitely wasn’t old enough to attend Dalton yet. “Yes!” Toronto shouted back. He ran over to them and started doing his Teenage Dream dance, the one that Blaine and the rest of the Warblers had taught him. The photographers snapped away frantically. Blaine laughed affectionately at his son. “Come on, or we’ll miss Daddy and Aunty Rachel in the show!” He called. Toronto skipped back to his Papa. Blaine gave him a hug and said jokingly, “You take after your Daddy, do you know that? Such a camera-hogger.” Toronto rolled his eyes dramatically, took Blaine by the hand and started pulling him towards the entrance to the theatre, shouting, “Hurry or we won’t get front row seats!” omgmdisowje I am fangirling like no other right now
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gryffind0r: shipklainedemort: “Papa,” A little hand tugged on Blaine’s trousers. “Why do they want pictures of us? We’re not famous.” “No, we’re not famous,” Blaine laughed, crouching down beside his son. “But Daddy and Aunty Rachel are famous, and we’re their family. And famous people’s families get photographed a lot.” Toronto looked around him in wonder, his little eyes sparkling. A bright smile lit up his face as everyone snapped his photo. “Toronto,” one of the photographers called. “Are you a Warbler?” They had noticed the Dalton uniform that Toronto was wearing, even though he definitely wasn’t old enough to attend Dalton yet. “Yes!” Toronto shouted back. He ran over to them and started doing his Teenage Dream dance, the one that Blaine and the rest of the Warblers had taught him. The photographers snapped away frantically. Blaine laughed affectionately at his son. “Come on, or we’ll miss Daddy and Aunty Rachel in the show!” He called. Toronto skipped back to his Papa. Blaine gave him a hug and said jokingly, “You take after your Daddy, do you know that? Such a camera-hogger.” Toronto rolled his eyes dramatically, took Blaine by the hand and started pulling him towards the entrance to the theatre, shouting, “Hurry or we won’t get front row seats!” omgmdisowje I am fangirling like no other right now
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gryffind0r:

shipklainedemort:

“Papa,” A little hand tugged on Blaine’s trousers. “Why do they want pictures of us? We’re not famous.”

“No, we’re not famous,” Blaine laughed, crouching down beside his son. “But Daddy and Aunty Rachel are famous, and we’re their family. And famous people’s families get photographed a lot.”

Toronto looked around him in wonder, his little eyes sparkling. A bright smile lit up his face as everyone snapped his photo.

“Toronto,” one of the photographers called. “Are you a Warbler?”

They had noticed the Dalton uniform that Toronto was wearing, even though he definitely wasn’t old enough to attend Dalton yet.

“Yes!” Toronto shouted back. He ran over to them and started doing his Teenage Dream dance, the one that Blaine and the rest of the Warblers had taught him. The photographers snapped away frantically.

Blaine laughed affectionately at his son. “Come on, or we’ll miss Daddy and Aunty Rachel in the show!” He called.

Toronto skipped back to his Papa. Blaine gave him a hug and said jokingly, “You take after your Daddy, do you know that? Such a camera-hogger.”

Toronto rolled his eyes dramatically, took Blaine by the hand and started pulling him towards the entrance to the theatre, shouting, “Hurry or we won’t get front row seats!”

omgmdisowje I am fangirling like no other right now

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maarkpunzalan:

STOP SCROLLING AND WATCH THIS.

Guy ordering from starbucks! Siiick. 

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emycody:

A Dreamworks animator shows what would happen in Harry Potter’s world if the spells didn’t go as planned.

“Yes.”

Holy crap this is brill

oh god Kai ssshhhhhh you’ll wake erryone up

OH MY GOD

Tears are literally falling from my eyes. 

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