Mark Williams and Julie Walters behind the scenes of Bill&Fleur’s wedding

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destroy the idea. destroy The Idea. The one, the only one, the one before and after all other ideas. destroy it. all of it. not even just a little bit. the whole thing. destroy the idea of the idea. just keep destroying, it’ll work out.

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"So do you sell drugs?" "No I’m only five"




the powerfull tall racist white sorcerer, delicious mal foil, clutching his beautiful racist son, david mal foil


This is not a wand.

It is the image of a wand.

It is also a symbol of power.

Sometimes it is a symbol of oppression.

But it could also be a symbol of hope.

The image itself has no meaning. Every bit of meaning you see in this picture depends on how you were raised to see it.

For a pureblood, the wand is who they are. Take away the wand and they are nothing.

For a half-blood, magic is power, the wand saves them from the complexities of liminality. Without their wands they can never truly have a place in this society they are born into, always wandering the strange border between muggle society and magical society - never quite fitting in.

For a muggleborn, the wand is the Other. The exotic stuff of fairytales, made real.

For muggles, this is pure myth. But even myths may have their purpose, when used to reinforce moral-political stances. Magical witches and crones are evil, good Christians rely on love or strength of arm to defeat these magical folk.

And for sentient magical creatures? The wand is nothing more than an arbitrary signifier of differences. A tool of oppression, denied to them and used to suppress and harness them.

This is not a wand. This is the image of a wand. How you understand it depends on where you were born and to whom you were born.


and another thing I was dying because at the airport the customs officer who scanned my bag started throwing shade and pointing at something on the screen and they stopped me like “miss we have to search your belongings, stay put” and they carefully pulled out my ollivander’s wand like it was a loaded gun but one of the guards recognized what it was and started asking me about it and then there were like a whole flock of guards gathered around listening in awe as I explained about interactive spells.

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yes let’s

did I mention I attended a harry potter themed bachelorette party last weekend?




Her sweater looks too small for her around the chest. It’s knitted or crocheted I’m not sure which, but it’s probably home-made. Which makes me wonder if her mother made it for her. I’m also like 90% sure she’s wearing pajamas here.


(+44): Just saw a government minister puke and rally.

How I Became An Accidental Virgin

"At what age does being a virgin go from being a positive or neutral thing to a liability?"

propertyofregulus asked: Top five AUs

I received this on may 17th and am now proceeding to answer it in an extremely timely fashion.

*(I’m not counting UA’s here—universe alterations—which I often prefer over AU’s, where a significant event or person from the canon timeline is changed and as a result other things go awry. Not the same as AU.)

  1. Magic School Bus AU. Right? Take the characters of any canon, shrink them to the size of a grain of salt, and bake them in a cake with a lizard and an educator whose tenure should definitely be reviewed. Think of the possibilities! Stannis Baratheon as Arnold, gnashing his teeth; “I knew I should have stayed home today.”
  2. Night Vale AU. I actually did this. Don’t ask me why. The heart has its reasons, of which reason knows nothing of.
  3. "Fish Out Of Water" AU. Meaning any setting where you take the canon world, completely flip it, expand or restrict it, so that it’s a struggle to have the characters keep their identities when said identities are no longer defined by the basic tenets of the world they grew up in. So like, take Harry Potter, and set it in non-magical Tudor era with Umbridge trying to trample a protestant reformation. Or in the distant future on a spaceship. With a monkey named Gerald.
  4. Noir Political Thriller AU. Not where you leave everything about the canon unchanged and just insert an intrigue. I like the aesthetic and the tropes and the conventions. And the opportunity to involve Rita Skeeter. In everything.
  5. I would love to see a Meta Theme Park AU. Where all the Harry Potter characters visit the Harry Potter theme park and comment on accuracy and Muggle merchandising trends and long queues for attractions. And then get attacked by Death Eaters. And then adopt toy Pygmy Puffs.
  6. Coffee Shop AU. Ahahahaha just kidding! Can you imagine?



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"Romeo can’t really be blamed for Ophelia’s death."

Senior English major on a Shakespeare final. (via minininny)



How about this, though?


[Editorial Note: This “theory” depends on believing the Romeo and Juliet and Hamlet take place contemporaneously. So, for the sake of argument, let’s all agree that the events of both plays occur in the Spring of 1517 (chosen because of Martin Luther’s 95 Theses, and the Reformational threads that run through Hamlet).]

See, in the Second Quarto and First Folio versions of Romeo and Juliet, a[n extremely minor] character appears with Romeo, Mercutio, and Benvolio at the Capulet’s Party (where, if you recall, Romeo meets Juliet for the first time).

Like Hamlet's Horatio, this Horatio is full of well-worded philosophical advice. He tells Romeo “And to sink in it should you burden love, too great oppression for a tender thing.”


Fig. 1 - Second Quarto Printing


Fig. 2 - First Folio Printing

[The American Shakespeare Center’s Education Blog discusses the likely “real” reasons for Horatio’s presence]

Let’s imagine that Horatio has travelled down from Wittenberg (about 540 miles) to Verona for his Spring Break. He hears about some guys who like to party (because, let’s be honest, besides getting stabbed, partying is Mercutio’s main thing). So, he ends up crashing the Capulet’s ball with them.

He is then on the sidelines as Romeo and Juliet fall in love, Tybalt kills Mercutio, Romeo kills Tybalt, Romeo gets banished, and both lovers are found dead in Juliet’s tomb.

This tragedy fresh in his mind, he returns to Wittenberg at the end of what has turned out to be a decidedly un-radical Spring Break and discovers that his bestie Prince Hamlet is leaving for Elsinore Castle because he’s just gotten news that his father, the King, is dead.

On the trip up (another ~375 miles), Horatio recounts the tragic romance he just witnessed in Verona. He advises (as he is wont to do) Hamlet not to mix love and revenge.

Hamlet takes Horatio’s advice to heart, breaking up with Ophelia so that he can focus is energy on discovering and punishing his father’s killer:

Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner
transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the
force of honesty can translate beauty into his
likeness: this was sometime a paradox, but now the
time gives it proof. I did love you once.


Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.


You should not have believed me; for virtue cannot
so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it: I loved you not.

Ophelia - burdened by the perceived loss of Hamlet’s love and his murder of her father - goes mad and drowns herself.

You see, if Romeo had waited literally a minute and thirty seconds longer (31 iambic pentametrical lines) - he, Juliet, Ophelia (and possibly the rest of the Hamlet characters) would have made it.

* With thanks to roguebelle.

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Buncha fuckin nerds in this town.

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The Hamratiophelia Conspiracy Theory ftw

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