my thoughts on the wonderful

The Legend of the Golden Hufflepuff
  • Puff 1: Grandma, can you tell the story of the Golden Puff?
  • Puff 2: Yeah, come on, Grandma!
  • Grandma Puff: Okay, loves. I'll tell you the story again. Alone one magical evening, a young Hufflepuff girl sat among many books; Books on Herbology, magical beasts, history, and many other topics. As she read and relaxed deep in thought, the Hufflepuff began to wonder: Why are my circumstances so wonderful? How could I deserve such amazing friends and peers to surround me everyday? Then, as if by a forced summoning, a middle aged witch floated before her. Her skin glowed a golden hue and sparkles glistened through her long waves of hair. She said "You are so deserving, young Puff. You are kind to the world and unafraid of toil. Your existence is worthy of a happy energy. I give you friends and happiness because it makes you strong; strong enough to spread that joy to those around you--making you a true Hufflepuff. Be content with what you have, you're right to understand that you're lucky. Give thanks and be true." The Hufflepuff girl smiled and picked up her book again once the Golden Hufflepuff had left. She was correct, her Puff spirit lived inside her and gave her a reason to be happy. For only a true Hufflepuff, could understand their luck.

A blond-haired, blue-eyed actor named Chris is playing an American named Steve, who’s fighting in a world war. Along the way, he meets a scary foreign brunette woman and takes an unlikely band of friends of different nationalities through an event, and goes up against a couple of Germans, one large and deranged, one smaller and a scientist. Steve, at some point, hijacks a plane and destroys it (and a weapon) for the greater good. Someone is looking back at it from the future, and will eventually team up with a millionaire with daddy issues and cool toys. There’s also a shield involved.


Am I talking about Captain America: The First Avenger, or Wonder Woman?

Taako calling everyone else dust… how badly did this entire experience of staying one step ahead of the apocalypse fuck him up? Taako’s not the kind of person who seems like he makes connections easily, but I don’t think he’s unfeeling - he cares about his sister, he seems like he cares about the other members of the IPRE too just by his tone and how receptive he is when they talk to him in this entire arc. Like when he was talking to Barry, and Barry asked if he could be frank - the tone he used to answer was the same as the tone he’s often used with his sister.

How much of who Taako is now is a result of not seeing other people as people anymore, because what’s the point? How often DID he care about people in those other planes, how many people did he have to lose before he stopped trying? Was there a noticeable change, or was there an assumption that he’d always felt that way because it used to be him and Lup, because of what happened in the world with the robots? Did he warm up to the people around him, only to grow cold again?

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damn capes always getting in the way of memes!

endless

midnight
i walk around the park
with a cigarette in my hand
and shot bottles of gin in my pocket
screaming at the shadows that seem to be following me

1am
i’m home
staring at the ceiling
in my cold king sized bed
wishing you were near me

2am
it’s silent
i can hear a pin drop
it’s never been this bad before
i want this to stop

3am
my insomnia
and my lethargic motioned life
tossing and turning in my bed
wondering the meaning of my restless spirit

4am
i’m down stairs now
i have a cup of coffee
i don’t want to drink it
but the warmth of the cup soothes me

5am
it’s now dawn
and my thoughts have run cold
i live an apathetic life
because you broke my damn soul

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And all your little lame-ass friends are gonna be Kibbles ‘n Bits. Think about that when your boyfriend’s cuttin’ into you.

FIFTY THINGS BABY HARRY DEFINITELY GOT TO EXPERIENCE

1. falling asleep with his dad on the sofa

2. pulling on the cat’s tail and cackling madly

3. falling asleep in his mum’s arms

4. waking up with two parents cooing over him

5. being lulled by his dad’s voice–singing terribly, but he didn’t care

6. watching his mum and dad dance around the living room

7. and then his dad scooping him up off the floor and the three of them dancing around the living room

8. being sick and spending four solid days in his parents’ arms–them cooing and sushing and rubbing his back until he felt better

9.  having as much cake as he wanted on his birthday

10. both his parents sneaking his biscuits when the other wasn’t looking

11. his dad talking to him as if he was already his best mate in the world

12. those amazing lights from his dad’s wand

13. his mum levitating him in the air for fun

14. memorizing his mum’s twenty kinds of laughs

15. falling asleep nestled in-between his parents on the sofa/in bed

16. sleeping snuggled with his toy broomstick in his cot b/c he couldn’t bear to let it go and his parents didn’t want to tell him no

17. the funny lady who came over and brought him biscuits

18. carving a pumpkin with his parents and smashing goo all over the floor

19. crying when the goo got in his eyes

20. laughing when his mum vanished it and chasing after the cat

21. trying to ride the cat

22. knowing if he cried his mum or dad would come make it right

23. playing peek-a-boo beneath his dad’s invisbility cloak

24. learning “sssshhhhh” when he and his mum were hiding underneath the cloak from dada 

25. conspiratorial whispers/secrets

26. his mum blowing raspberries on his tummy/cheeks/feet/legs

27. grabbing his dad’s glasses and holding them victoriously in his chubby little hands as he promptly puts them in his mouth

28. and then his dad puts them on, slobbery and all, deliberately upside down to make him giggle

29. his dad telling he and his mum wizarding stories from the animated pop up book

30. his mum telling he and his dad muggle stories from the book with shiny edges

31. warm nights spent on the sofa by the fire eating popcorn (which wasn't always realized as a chocking hazard so he was probably given some)

32. little baby belches after tiny sips of butterbeer from uncle pafoo

33. being mesmerized by the golden snitch his mum charmed to float above his bed

34. chasing after the quaffle–that was bigger than him–around the living room floor while dada chased him on all fours

35. falling asleep snuggled next to the kiddy

36. sneaking out with his dad under the invisibility cloak–with silencing charms, of course–and taking walks around the neighborhood

37. lying out in the back garden–which had a tall fence around the perimeter–and digging in the dirt while his mum and dad worked in the garden

38. picnics on the grass in said garden

39. hearing he was loved and how special he was and how wonderful he was every day for the first year and three months of his life

40. learning his mum’s twenty kinds of kisses and hugs

41. playing quaffle with dada and uncles padfoot and remus and peter–in which he was the quaffle

42. playing with his dad’s mirror until uncle padfoot’s face showed up

43. almost choking on his mum’s wizarding chess set

44. a first christmas he didn’t even understand because he was so young, but the house was sparkly and he liked the lights and the music and he learned to crawl by trying to get over to the tree and pull the baubles off

45. knowing that his dad smelled like peppermint and his mum smelled like raspberries

46. hours spent in the kitchen while his mum brewed potions which smelled terrible but were full of interesting things to try and grab at

47. watching his dad work on the crossword in the mornings and playing peek-a-boo with the paper

48. eating toast in the mornings and getting jam hopelessly smeared in his face and cheeks and fingers and hair

49. hearing from his mum every day that he looked and acted just like his dada

50. hearing from his dad every day that he looked and acted just like his mummy

I want to taste the sweet drugs that form on your lips and drip like honey, you smell sweet of roses yet the prick of your thorn lingers on my lips as I go in for another taste
—  E.M

The juxtaposition between Diana’s first victory in Veld where she sees snow for the first time and the final victory over Ares where soot is falling around her is absolutely beautiful cinematography and I can’t really put it into words right now but it seems to say something about her viewpoint on humanity after each of these victories

  • What she says: I'm fine.
  • What she means: I've seen Wonder Woman twice now and I still think that Ares should've been Doctor Poison herself Isabel Maru because her character was consistently and noticeably integral to the plot, creating the most destructive weapon that mankind had ever seen, assisting Ludendorff and strengthening him to superhuman levels; Diana at one point is overcome by rage and becomes destructive so it is completely within believability that the rage of a woman i.e. Doctor Isabel Maru could be the rage of a war god, there is never any concrete resolution for her character because we don't know if she somehow survives that final battle or dies, and for such an important antagonist this feels like a complete loose end whereas when Ares was revealed I didn't even know the character's name until the second time I watched it and when he showed up onscreen the first time my only thought was "whomst?"
What goes on behind those swerving eyes
and fast mind
Do you think of all of those you have half loved
and tore apart
Simply to get a glimpse of their light
that you will never have
—  E.M