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[debbie-sketch]

Hogwarts Houses common rooms in Halloween season 

[ireadpastmybedtime]

It’s still National Library Week. You should be especially nice to a librarian today, or tomorrow. Sometime this week, anyway. Probably the librarians would like tea. Or chocolates. Or a reliable source of funding.

Neil Gaiman (via ireadpastmybedtime)

[hamiltonthemusical]

Hamiltonthemusical’s Giveaway!

Familton! I am so grateful to be a part of a community that loves this musical — one that’s simultaneously telling stories of the past and creating history of its own. As a thank you to this blog’s followers [because there are getting to be quite a lot of you these days], I wanted to do a giveaway! 

THE PRIZES:

A Playbill from Hamilton’s run at The Public [from March 2015]

An OBC Playbill [from August 2015]

THE TEN GIVEAWAY COMMANDMENTS [inspired by thefederalistfreestyle]:

Since the giveaway is to thank my followers, you must be following this blog [@hamiltonthemusical​].

Reblogs count as entries, but don’t spam or you will be disqualified. 

Likes count as an additional entry, so long as you meet Commandments One and Two.

The entries of giveaway blogs will be disqualified.

This giveaway is for the US only [I’m a poor college student, I apologize].

Your ask box must be open, so I have a way to contact you if you win.

I will choose TWO winners using a random number generator and will contact them via their ask box. If I don’t get a response within two days, a new winner will be selected. Those who respond first will be given preference priority between either of the giveaway options.

You must be comfortable giving me your address if you win.

Once winners have been confirmed, I’ll announce them on this blog as well.

The giveaway will close March 31st at 11:59 PM EST.

Please send me a message if you have any questions! 

[skinnybirch]

I feel like listening to Hamilton and In The Heights has bumped up my street cred, but only a very small amount.

Like, yes I can rap, but only about the US financial plan or New York traffic conditions.

[quotactions]

I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back the shadows.

Roger Zelazny, Nine Princes in Amber (via quotactions)

[ablib98]

Hamilton: don't lecture ME about the war; you didn't fight in it!

Jefferson: or did I *pulls hair up*

Hamilton: the s o l d i e r

f r o m t h e m o u n t a i n s

[depsidase]

[symphony-in-silver]

[saintsideways]

pretty fucking much

[ciphereyes-carrotfriend]

listens to act 1 on repeat to avoid pain.

[linmanuel]

Ah, the Into The Woods technique.

[srslypod]

Where Agents of SHIELD meandered for months before finding its feet, Agent Carter felt controlled and confident from the off. With a star-making turn from Atwell and an overwhelming air of fun, it was a treat for both Marvel converts and new viewers. Peggy Carter is the all-out feminist hero that Marvel desperately needs - long may she reign.

Peggy. Carter. Is. The Best. More on this.

(via srslypod)

[darcylindbergh]

congratulations to Minerva McGonagall on her pending retirement today, who is going to look down at her list of first years and see “James Sirius Potter” and just call it a fucking day

[ablib98]

NOOOPPEE

I can’t bring myself to listen to the last Thrilling Adventure Hour yet because I can’t deal with it ending. Nopenopenope. Can’t do it. Nope.

[jean-paul-fartre]

plaidadder:

argonauticae:

argonauticae:

im putting together a couple of scottish folk mixes bc that’s what i do and im honestly curious if anyone in my country has ever been unequivocally happy about anything ever

scottish trad music genres:

Everyone I Love Is Dead

The English Have Stolen All My Sheep

You Want To Be My Boyfriend? First You Must Answer These Riddles Three

The Protestants Have Stolen All My Sheep

I Love You A Lot But You’ve Left Me And It’s Raining [fiddle solo]

The Sea Is Treacherous, Just Like The English

One Time Bonnie Prince Charlie Punched Me In The Face And It Was Awesome

The Fairies Have Stolen All My Sheep

We have of course the traditional Irish music genres to go with them:

* Everyone I Love Is An Allegorical Representation of Ireland

* The English Stole My Farm And Put Sheep On It

* You Were My Boyfriend But Now You Won’t Even Come To The Window To Look Upon Me And Our Dead Infant Child (In The Rain)

* Whack Fol Too La Roo Umptytiddly Good They’ve Stopped Listening Now Let’s Talk About Revolution

* Something In Irish, I Think It’s About Fairies, Or Maybe A Cow

oooo can I add to this? don’t forget Appalachian folk balladry, the American cousin of Scottish and Irish traditional music and just as uplifting as its Anglo-Saxon highland forbears!!!

genres include:

I Left Everyone I Love Back Home In The Holler To Be With This Guy Who Doesn’t Wear Shoes Or Have Teeth But He Plays A Mean Jug

The English Told Us Not To Move West Yet, We Ignored Them, My Entire Family Was Killed

You Were My Boyfriend But You Tied A Sack Of Rocks To My Petticoats And Threw Me In The Creek (And My Baby Too)

Mama Loves All 14 Of Us A Lot But She’s Weary Of Our Shit And Now She’s Dyin’ (Gather Round)

The McCleans Stole A Firewood Log From Our Pile So We Won’t Rest Until The Last Of Their Male Kin Is Laid In The Cold Ground

We Knew The River Would Rise But We Still Didn’t Fix The Levee 

The River Rose, The Levee Broke, Everyone Died, It Was Just As We Reckoned (dulcimer twang-a-lang) 

When The Rebels Come A-Marchin’ I’m A Southern Man And I Feed Their Horses My Best, When The Yankees Come A-Marchin’ I’m A Northern Man And I Feed Their Horses What The Rebels Left

The Tennessee Valley Authority Killed All My Sheep Somehow

[shredsandpatches]

Don’t forget that old standby “The Mine Collapsed and Everyone Died”!

I think someone needs to put in a word for the English folk tradition though:

I Met a Girl and We Went Hunting (It Was a Metaphor for Sex)

I Met a Girl and We Caught Some Birds (It Was a Metaphor for Sex)

I Met a Girl and We Found Her Lost Pet (It Was a Metaphor for Sex)

I Met a Girl By Staying At Her Parents’ House and She Made My Bed (It Was an Especially Thinly-Veiled Metaphor for Sex)

I Am a Girl and I Regret Engaging In Metaphors for Sex Because Now I’m Pregnant

I Met a Girl and Bribed Her Into Sex But She Stole My Horse and Ran Away With It

I Met a Girl At an Inn and We Had Non-Metaphorical Sex But She Stole My Stuff The Next Morning and Now I Have Syphilis

Your Fiance Died Either at Trafalgar or Waterloo, Let’s Get Married, I’m Glad You Said No Because I’m Really Him In Disguise

Lord Nelson Sure Was Awesome

The Press-Gang Dragged Off All the Important Men in My Life (And Now They Are Dead)

Farm Laborers Are The Salt of the Earth And Are Never Grindingly Poor

Begging Is a Completely Viable Career Option With Flexible Hours and Unlimited Access to Alcohol

[ellenkushner]

OH GOD HELP ME I AM LAUGHING SO HARD I CANNOT BREATHE

(plus I know every variant of each and every one of these songs and I’ll send you the links if you want)

[neil-gaiman]

I once tried to write a folk song which was all folk songs. I see now I was not trying hard enough…

[chrisevanssource]

@HayleyAtwell #TeamCarter we celebrated

[silencewhippersnapper]

OMG

[ablib98]

I think I’ve had this dream....

[whatshouldbetchescallme]

When the only love triangle I want in my life is a slice of pizza

[night-vale-weatherman]

[claar-bookdragonwitch]

Leicester City Council have already been updating their signs.

[kelasparmak-deactivated20260114]

burying live monarchs, however, is fine.