Have Hope for the Stars

remake of pirates of the carribbean everything is the same but lucy liu plays jack sparrow

you’re hired

op u live up to ur username

drarry professor au where they bicker so much that no one knows that they’re dating. but one year kids get their schedules and see that professor potter is teaching potions and DADA. and they’re like ??? so they get to hogwarts and see draco and harry sitting in their normal spots at the professors table. and they’re like wtf?? professor malfoy was never on the schedule. they go to potions the next day and see professor malfoy and they are like what the bloody hell. and some kid speaks up about it and says “professor malfoy?” and draco doesn’t respond. so a bunch of kids are all yelling trying to get his attention. till harry walks in and says “potter” and draco turns around. and they all sit there like :0

I'm not saying I just had the basis of a 100k fic spring fully formed into my mind, but I'm not not saying that either.

I really loved this moment.

there are worse places he could have picked to fight a water bender but the list isn’t very long

can you imagine chuckling at none pizza with left beef and then living through the death of humanity and resurrecting a chunk of it and becoming a god figure to the new society you create and then 10,000 years later referencing it in conversation to a horribly traumatized teenager who has no possible frame of reference for this ancient meme that no one else alive has ever heard of

i assume this is a reference to something but choose to believe it is simply a creative exercise that tumblr user spleen9000 is inviting me to participate in. like yes. yes im imagining it

As per my last clay tablet,

I don’t get emotional about literature much, but when I do, it’s over Jane Eyre’s ‘Do you think because I am poor, obscure, plain and little that I am soulless and heartless?’ speech. Charlotte Brontë wrote that for ugly girls everywhere.

#do you think i am an automaton? a machine without feelings? #and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips? #and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? #do you think because i am poor obscure plain and little that i am soulless and heartless? #you think wrong! #i have as much soul as you and full as much heart #and if god had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth #i would make it as hard for you to leave me as it is for me to leave you #i am not talking to you through the medium of customs #or coventionalities or even of mortal flesh #it is my spirit that addresses your spirit #just as if we had both passed through the grave and we stood at god’s feet equal #as we are!

One of the things I resent most about being Animal Brain Apex Predator trapped in Maximum Productivity Society is that I have to work when the weather is gross, instead of following my natural instinct to burrow myself into something dry and soft and sleep until Optimal Foraging Conditions

It is dark and cold and wet and miserable and I have a warm dark quiet hideaway full of food and drinking water that is safe from interlopers and for some ungodly reason instead of holing up there to conserve my energy, I am standing up in a brightly lit beige room for several hours. A possum wouldn't put up with this shit. I'm going to bite someone

If I were a security guard for a person who’s being targeted by assassins I simply wouldn’t devote my entire attention span to every single noise I hear.

Why do I care if there’s a random noise in this out-of-the-way dark corner? My post is right here.

But… but I threw a rock there. Y-you gotta check

If I hear a noise I’m gonna throw a flash grenade in that direction.

MY EYES AND EARS

4 years of community assassin college for nothing