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I Wonāt Say Iām in Love: *Plays*
Me: *AGGRESSIVELY TRIES TO SING THE PART OF THE MUSES AND MEGARA AT THE SAME TIME*
#wwwoooaaaaah no chance no way i wonāt say it oh noāYOUSWOONYOUSIGH WHY DENY IT UHOHā#IT'STOOCLICHE I WONāT SAY IāM IN LOOOOVEĀ (x)
french recipes: if youāre not making this in paris then whatās the point. fuck you
italian recipes: use the left leg meat of a pig from one of three farms in this specific area of tuscany, or from this day my grandmother will begin manifesting physically in your house
american recipes: buy these three cans of stuff and put them in a pan congrats you cooked
chinese recipes, as handed down from mother to child: season it with a pinch of this and some of that. you want to know the exact amount? feel it in your heart. ask the stars. yell into the void.Ā
English recipes: boil and salt it. Okay thatās it enjoy
Greek recipes: You followed all the right steps but this isnāt quite right. I donāt know what to tell you.
Australia recipes: chuck it on the barbie
Latinx recipes: you will never make it better than your abuela, face the facts
Armenian recipes: spend eight days laboring over the stove. the food will be flavorful with the sacrifice of your sanity. no one will appreciate it.
Canadian recipes: It either needs more bacon, more maple syrup, more gravy, or an unholy combination of the three
Polish recipes: you have to toUCH THE DOUGH, FEEL THE PIEROGI IN YOUR HEART, TOUCH IT. LICK IT. SMELL IT.
Every time I see this post, I learn more about how different countriesā cuisines AND neuroses.
Indian recipes: there are 500 cuisines and that means 500 versions of this dish that has 500 spices so glĀ
ashki jewish recipes: no, no. no. more onion.Ā
internet recipes: here is a heartwarming story about my baby sisterās third birthday that i completely made up, and a copypaste from alton brown.
Irish recipes:
You gotta have a planā¦
Plot twist!
are you a writer who canāt write beginnings or canāt write endings?
iām a writer who canāt write
Something worth fighting for.
Harry: Malfoy's no kind of gentleman.
Hermione: That's all right. I'm no kind of lady.
Me: i just finished reading a 30 chapters fic i should take a break
Also me: read this one next, itās 50
Every now and then, the Marauders fandom gets upset that James was chosen to be a Head Boy when he wasnāt a Prefect.
But of course he was.
It started in the autumn of his fifth year. The fifteen-year-old marched through the corridors, feeling rather important, a badge pinned to his robes.
Filch caught him within the first five minutes. To be fair, James hadnāt tried to run. (If he had, he would have gotten away). He had no reason to. Still, the caretaker grumbled threats of torture as he dragged the Chaser to Professor McGonagallās office.
āPretending to be a Prefect,ā Filch snarled.
āIām not pretending you oldāā James eventually broke off as he realized that there was no use shouting at the lump of clay that was the caretaker. And so, he turned to Professor McGonagall and said,Ā āIām a temporary Prefect for the night.ā
āAre you?ā she asked, with a flicker of amusement.Ā āI donāt seem to recall appointing you as such.ā
āYou know, Siriusā brother told me something interesting the other day,ā James said.Ā āDid you know that if you looked at the night sky, you could see a star that represents them both? Isnāt that strange. Look for yourself, Professor.ā
And she glanced out the window and saw the stars in question. Right next to the nearly full moon. Her face gave away nothing, but she curtly dismissed the caretaker, who seemed surprised if not furious.
āSurely you want me to stay to deliver the punishment?ā Filch asked.
āThere will be no punishment,ā Professor McGonagall said curtly.Ā āYou caught a Prefect out of bed. Thatās not exactly against the rules, is it?ā
James could have hugged her.
As soon as the caretaker was gone, she pushed the tin of biscuits towards James. It didnāt even need saying at this point. He grinned and took his favorite kind. She always had them.
āI didnāt even thinkā¦ā she whispered. āItās not full for another three days.ā
āI know,ā said James.Ā āBut heās really sick this time.ā
āHe should have told me,ā she said.Ā āI would have given him the time off.ā
āYeah, well,ā James shrugged.Ā āYou know Remus.ā
She smiled; she did indeed.
āDid he brief you on your responsibilities?ā the professor asked.
āIf byĀ ābriefedā you meanĀ āwent into a three-hour lecture on what I should or should not doā then yeah.ā
āYou know that I canāt make this official,ā Professor McGonagall said.Ā āPeople would talk.ā
āNah, I know,ā James said.Ā
āYou canāt brag about this.ā
āI know.ā
āYou canāt abuse your privileges.ā
āI know.ā
āTake another biscuit.ā
He grinned and did so.
āI believe you have work to do,ā she said.
James gave her a mock salute and marched away. He performed Remusā duties all night, never once abusing the power, knowing that doing so would tarnish Remusā reputation. He performed them the next two nights as well and told a very skeptical Professor McGonagall that he was sick on the night of the full moon. (āOh dear,ā she said.Ā āI hope your illnessĀ stagnates.ā)
Truth be told, James was a Prefect almost as much as Remus was.
They were some of the only times in his term at Hogwarts that he solemnly swore that he wasnāt up to no good.
New Chapter for A Hundred Storms!
āDraco Malfoy doesn't deserve to be in Azkaban any more than I do. Ā I have been told that I must not tell lies and I am no longer a voiceless child minding my elders. Ā I am a witch who has sacrificed and earned her right to speak and I'm asking you now to raise your voice with me.ā
Chapter 50: Tired SoldiersĀ
I still canāt believe that fanfiction is free
I sometimes have to pay for water, but with a phone and some wifi, I get to read whole novels about my favorite characters for exactly zero additional dollars
How goddamn rad is that
Thank you fic writers,The unsung heroes.
Imagine this magical book that the instant you touched it, it can sense what book you need at the moment and it becomes that book? NO MORE READING SLUMPS.
My jaw literally just dropped in awe. This is the best idea ever.
The Book of Requirement
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Friend: How do you pick your ships?
Me: I unknowingly decide what will cause me the most pain and emotional wreckage.
Be as strong as the seas are stormy And proud as an eagleās scream
In September, I went to Disneyland for a vacation. Thereās a glut of marketing materials of Disney princesses in very delicateĀ poses. You know, one leg is slightly bent inwards, the head is tilted, shiny skirts everywhere. Theyāre all removed from the context of their stories which gave them their personalities. To me they are reduced to bodies parading pretty dresses.
Doing a Disney princess series was always on my mind, but I didnāt wantĀ bodies to be at the forefront of the illustration. I didnāt want to do pinup or reimagined clothing choices in X century. Those are fun and great to look at, but it wasnāt something that I felt passionate about.Ā
I guess this series is my small attempt to capture the strength of these women in the films. I loved this particular lyric from Brave and always envisioned Merida unfettered by the storm, ready to face the perils that come her way. This is the first of my Disney Women series, and I hope you enjoy it!Ā
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What would I give to live where you are What would I pay to stay here beside youā¦
When I was 20, I moved to the US. I had expected my assimilation to be an easy one - English was my first language and every almost material thing I consumed was American. I had a great deal of difficulty adjusting, with people making fun of my last name, and the strange obsession at how āotherā I was. I was angry, I resisted change, but eventually I adapted.
My interpretation of Arielās story has changed as Iāve grown. I now greatly admire her courage to leave the world she knows behind and to explore a new one, without resistance or anger, but with curiosity and wonder.
In the original fairy tale, the little mermaid has her tongue cut out, constantly feels as if sheās walking on sharp knives, and her toes are bleeding. I also imagined that the splitting of her tail would have resulted in a scar on her inner thigh. It is quite a testament to her strength that she endures this pain while arriving into a world she knows little about. She did this alone.Ā
If I were given that choice, I would not be as brave.Ā
Ariel is the fourth in my Disney Women series.
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Slytherins truly being slytherins.Ā
Slytherins working with Dumbledoreās Army. They spread false rumors about where theyāve sighted students. They join Umbridgeās close circle so that they can learn the moves and plans of the Inquisitorial Squad so that they can warn the DA of when itās safe to hold practice. They rotate in shifts, some lead the IS on a wild goose chase while their housemates practice with the rest of the army. Sometimes they charm their robes to look like another houses and lead the IS far away from the Room of Requirement as they can before turning a corner and de-charming their robes. They make up stories about chasing students who mysteriously disappear without a trace. Umbridge sends students to search areas of the castle nowhere near the actual Room of Requirement. Ā
As Umbridge tightens her hold on the school, slytherin students try to protect their DA friends. They pass messages of encouragement and support to their friends, veiled in threats and taunts. They bully the loudest, but do the least damage; their housemates think that theyāre being cruel, their friends know that theyāre shielding them from actual harm.Ā
Slytherin students passing information to the Order while the Golden Trio is hunting for horcruxes, tracking the moves of Death Eaters to the best of their ability. They withstand the dark days in Hogwarts, helping their friends the best they can without looking suspicious. Charmed plastic rats run through the castle hallway, passing messages between the houses. Children of Death Eaters eavesdrop in dark hallways of their homes, holding their breath and straining their ears. When slytherin students suddenly disappear, go home and donāt come back, everyone knew what had happened. They mourned privately and quietly.Ā
DA members and the Order housing slytherin students who canāt go home. Many have to run away, for their own safety. As Voldemort grew in power, it was harder and harder to keep their true intentions a secret. Children of Death Eaters were being pressured to take the Dark Mark, were being drafted to fight for Voldemort, were being told that their friends deserved to die. The students that said no were threatened with death or kicked out of their homes, branded as disgraced traitors. Those who couldnāt stand up to their families slipped away in the night. Some died, at the hands of Death Eaters, at the hands of their own parents.
Slytherin students fighting during the final battle at Hogwarts, standing up against family and friends to protect their home. Staring across the courtyard at their mothers, fathers, siblings, childhood friends. People screaming at them; āblood traitorsā ringing through the air of the courtyard, hurled at slytherins who had their shoulders squared and their chins up. Slytherins having to throw charms and jinxes and curses at familiar faces, people they had trusted. Slytherin students killing their loved ones, being given no other choice. Slytherin students dying while standing up for what they believe in.Ā
Slytherin students being more than a stereotype. Slytherins being more than one dimensional villains. Slytherin students being shown as diverse, fully developed characters with a variety of motivations and beliefs. Slytherins being slytherins; proud, ambitious, and cunning. And proving that those things donāt mean being evil.Ā
Syrup (2013) directed by Aram Rappaport.
