Traveler Heart and Tea Addict

Daily dumb thoughts and reblogs of beautiful / funny stuff. Sarah / 17 / self-pity is my second name

[spicyh0tramen]

I just read “Hufflepuff isn’t a house where you can stick people who don’t fit in the other houses”

But the thing is? It literally it is, Helga Hufflepuff said she would take the rest.

She preferred the loyal and hardworking for her house, but felt that everyone should have a chance. Not a Gryffindor, a Slytherin, or a Ravenclaw? Not a loyal, hardworking Hufflepuff either?

Well that’s okay. Helga Hufflepuff founded her house believing anyone should be given a chance at Hogwarts. Those four archetypes aren’t all that matter, and if you don’t fit any of them Hufflepuff will still welcome you. 

Godric/Rowena/Salazar were perfectly happy to say “You don’t fit into our houses, you can’t come to Hogwarts” and it was only Helga who was willing to say “You might not fit my ideals of a student, but you can still be in my house”

Like. I think that’s super cool. I don’t like it when people shoehorn Hufflepuff into being one and the same like the rest of the houses, sure, loyalty, hardworking, kindness.. that’s the priority.. but it’s truly a place for everyone. And that’s where Hufflepuff’s kindness shines the most.

‘I’ll teach the lot And treat them just the same.’

‘Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest and taught them all she knew’

Hufflepuff’s pride as a house comes not only from loyalty, hardworking, toil, and kindness, but from diversity. Something the other founders did not realize the importance of.

[coolsaddad-blog]

Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue.

[feels-for-the-fictional]

I have been waiting for this post all my life.

[marzipanandminutiae]

They are indeed purple, But one thing you’ve missed: The concept of “purple” Didn’t always exist.

Some cultures lack names For a color, you see. Hence good old Homer And his “wine-dark sea.”

A usage so quaint, A phrasing so old, For verses of romance Is sheer fucking gold.

So roses are red. Violets once were called blue. I’m hugely pedantic But what else is new?

[ineptshieldmaid]

My friend you’re not wrong About Homer’s wine-ey sea! Colours are a matter Of cultural contingency;

Words are in flux And meanings they drift But the word purple You’ve given short shrift.

The concept of purple, My friends, is old And refers to a pigment once precious as gold.

By crushing up molluscs From the wine-dark sea You make a dye: Imperial decree

Meant that in Rome, to wear purpura was a privilege reserved

For only the emperor!

The word ‘purple’, for clothes so fancy, Entered English By the ninth century

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Why then are voilets Not purple in song? The dye from this mollusc, known for so long

Is almost magenta; More red than blue. The concept of purple is old, and yet new.

The dye is red, So this might be true: Roses are purple And violets are blue

.

[squeeful]

While this song makes me merry, Tyrian purple dyes many a hue From magenta to berry And a true purple too.

But fun as it is to watch this poetic race The answer is staring you right in the face: Roses are red and violets are blue Because nothing fucking rhymes with purple.

[cryoverkiltmilk]

[last-flight-of-dickarus]

Hirple - To limp or walk awkwardly

Cirple - An old Scots word for the hindquarters of a horse

[nobodybetterhavethisoneoriswear]

“Roses are red, violets are purple,

My boner for you has caused me to hirple.”

…

My, how romantic!

[wouldthatcreationhadformedmeman]

DYING. I AM DYING.

[kiranovember]

Calling theshitpostcalligrapher! We need @theshitpostcalligrapher

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

@kiranovember u better buy this as a commission lmao

[simonalkenmayer]

This post has evolved.

[minotaur-in-my-labyrinth]

I am 100 percent all for every part of this thread. I have laughed loudly and long. Thank you, thou glorious purple-hirple rhyme.

[nepa37-blog]

Road trip stories:

Just woke up. We’re still on the German „Autobahn”. On our left we can are the sun slowly rising. About three or four mountains are visible in different shades of purple. On the right we see a rather small but blood red moon, crowning over a small mountain.

We’re nearly in Austria and the way begins to get more hilly. I’m sitting in the back, nervous about having to drive later, still having sleepy eyes. My love finally fell asleep and is unwakeable, even with me telling him about the blood moon. Around us it’s slightly foggy.

Next to me is his baby sister, on whom I slept for the last few hours. Their father is driving, still wearing his „old-man-hat“.

Even though I cried earlier for leaving my home for the first time without family, the anxious feeling of having to grow, is now turned into exitment for the path before me.

[ladepanda]

Reasons why I like tumblr

1. None of my family is on here

[keep-chasing-rainbows-deactivat]

2. Barely anyone in my life knows the website even exists.

[celestialdeth]

3. employers won’t ask for my tumblr handle

[pseudophan]

ideal existence

[guyinabugway]

Imagine never being late to anything

[novelroadto1mil]

As a Hufflepuff, am I the only one that will easily go out of my way to bring my friends food/drinks when they text me saying that they're miserable at their jobs? It sure seems like I am :(

I mean, that’s totally dependand on your friends but like. Definitely a Huff thing & it’s definitely probably much appreciated my dude

~Max

[kadywicker]

not to be all “the makeup industry is evil” but I have a 4 year old student who wears makeup a lot because she says she’s not pretty without it and needs it to look pretty. her mom lets her and even took her to sephora to buy her her own makeup. she’s 4. she should be worried about playing pretend and running outside and having fun and instead she’s had multiple breakdowns because she puts on too much lipstick or eyeliner and it smudges off.

anyway, fuck the makeup industry and fuck parents who teach their daughters that they have no worth or beauty if they don’t have it because of their own insecurities

[g0thcats]

i want to be a cat. jobless. educationless. useless. there to be pretty and soft

[lovenotesuggestions]

the soft of your lips stick to mine and my heart is split; i don’t want the sensation to stop, but i also wanna trace the feeling with my fingers and my tongue to relive the taste of you again and again and again

[haiikyuus-remade]

things all girls want to do:

• become medusa

• dance naked around a fire in the woods w other ladies

• eat men

• let their eyes roll back in their head and speak in tongues

• eat men

[teaganadelaide-deactivated20230]

For the record… I want absolutely none of these things. I am a girl.

[haiikyuus-remade]

[cinephobia]

Gay people making films is like:

[cinephobia]

[ammit420]

in order to lead a happy life im gonna have to disappoint my parents a bit

[microweave]

not to be dramatic but this post genuinely made me consider my priorities in life and the choices i need to make for my own wellbeing

[darkearthsuggestions]

You may flicker and cast shadows on the walls, and eat the trees and leave ash in your wake, but you burn away the night and lay warmth in my heart, and no matter how you singe when people get too close, I would scour the forest to find enough fuel that you may stay.

[just-shower-thoughts]

The person who first discovered that coconut could be eaten must have experienced depths of hunger many will never know.

[heckshowerthoughts]

They prolly just saw some other animal doin it my man

[transhumanist-viking-deactivate]

you mean like the coconut crab, which naturally feeds on coconuts by breaking htem open with large claws? 

[the-spoopy-ghost-of-raejin99]

Coconut crab: I sneep. I break ze coconut. I eat ze coconut.

Some dude:

[smithsonianlibrariesarchives]

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

Not to be dramatic but seeing/coming into contact with ancient stuff is an overwhelming experience. I can’t look at a damn mummy without imaginging every facet of who they may have been in life. I was in a cave once to see a stone full of grooves where people had sharpened stone weapons thousands of years ago and I was told I could touch the grooves and my spirit left my body on contact. I fell through time and space. What the fuck

[batmansymbol]

insane how i have the world at my fingertips in this stupid glowing box, the nexus of all human knowledge, yet i spend all my time refreshing the same six sites over and over until i want to punch myself in the mouth