an english major, an art major, and a film major walk into a bar
they all get ridiculed for pursuing what they love
plot twist: together they create the most dramatically intricate and visually compelling pieces of cinema the world has ever seen and make a cultural milestone and also a billion dollars
for that AU prompt, one night stand before the first day of your new job and oops that was your boss you were sleeping with. I don’t know if this makes sense. I shouldn’t write after midnight.
It all happened so fast.
At the time it seemed like a good idea. She’d had nothing else to do except stay at home feeling nervous all evening, probably not sleeping on top of it (of course, she still didn’t end up getting much sleep, but –) and Mary’s suggestion that they go out, to take her mind off the next day, had been so much more appealing. “Let’s drink like we’re twenty again,” she said, and bundled them off to that new club on the other side of the city.
That was only the beginning.
The Tube’s jam-packed, and Lily squeezes herself into a miniscule space by the doors, clinging onto her coffee for dear life and desperately trying not to breathe in the tobacco haze wafting from her neighbour, because her stomach is already churning and there’s a thumping pain in her head and it’s only half past eight in the sodding morning. She closes her eyes and leans back as the train starts to move. A wave of regret washes over her with every throb to her temple; it’s her own stupid fault that she’s feeling so utterly crap, and she’s sure she looks awful too because she only had time for a ten-second shower once she got back to her place, and if this isn’t the worst way to start a new job then -
Fuck. Fucking hell. She grinds a fist against her forehead, screwing up her eyes: she can still hear the music from the club, remembers having to shout over it, and then there was no music, but instead the hysterical laughter of the very drunk, and then there was just heavy breathing and … fuck.
The worst thing is that if she wasn’t on the way to the first day of her new job, a really big fucking deal, then she’s pretty sure she wouldn’t regret it. Drunk she might have been, but she remembers it being fun, fumbly and messy and probably really awkward but still fun and – she remembers laughing a lot, both at the club and then afterwards. He had a big laugh. And he wore glasses; she remembers tossing them aside, just before he tripped over her shoes …
Witch Weekly Teen Week - issues no. 7-10
HP Goblet of Fire Headcanon: Beauxbatons was primarily a Muslim wizarding school.
(and yes I know the horses drink whisky, which is not exactly halal, sshhh)
This is actually a really probable and possible headcanon, and not just because of the highlighted lines. For those of you who don’t know - during the ever-lovely age of Imperialism, when Western Europe invaded other countries for shits and giggles, and the sun never set on the British Empire, France invaded Northern Africa.
Nowadays, it’s called the Maghreb, and it is comprised of Algeria, Libya, Mauritania, Morocco, Tunisia, and declares French to be an official language. It is an area in which Islam is the official, and most popular religion, and an area from which the majority of France’s immigrant population is drawn.
While it is entirely likely that the countries of the Maghreb have their own schools, the immense, and growing population of French speaking, Muslim immigrants in from the Maghreb to France drastically increases the likelihood that even an upperclass school such as Beauxbatons would include a portion of students from that demographic. And I think that’s just really cool.
HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED
From a spin-off of Swisstory Jilylongerthanalways and I have been working on
- offers other person the second twix at a bus stop au
- share an umbrella in a hail storm au
- car broke down at same shitty restaurant in the middle of nowhere au
- caR BROKE DOWN AND HOT LOCAL FIXES IT AU
- 'why does my shitty neighbour keeps using my wifi' 'then you shouldntve made the password a dumb lord of the rings reference' au
- lost cat au
- tech support au
- only ones at dumb demonstration au
I love college! Brief announcement, my tumblr is now going to go back to being a Harry Potter/marauders era blog. Thanks!
oh god whyyyy
"Bit pointless, isn’t this?" asked Sirius, his shoulders tense and his grey eyes sweeping from one end of the street to the other every few seconds.
Lily unwrapped a sweet and popped it in her mouth. Harry grabbed the wrapper from her fingers and crinkled it in his tiny hands, but the moment he tried to stuff it in his mouth, Sirius accio-d it away.
"Even with the Fidelius, we shouldn’t be outside."
"We’ll go in soon," she answered. "Harry likes watching the other children."
i have this very specific idea of the way that james potter dresses when in muggle clothing like it’s nothing fancy just jeans and a fitted solid colored t-shirt and that may not seem like much but when he leans over to write or doodle it’s all broad shoulders and bam lily’s pregnant
#i love you#but you forgot old man socks#like for some reason he’s always wearing old man socks#and like his knee highs with his boxers i can’t
harry potter and the parks and rec department
"Am I? Am I really??"
James is kind of a dork, and Lily is amused, kind of dorky herself too ^^
Lily Evans and Sirius Black founding a ‘Hogwarts Society for Witches and Wizards with Hair as Beautiful as Life Itself’ club for the singular purpose of not inviting James Potter into it.
Tonks walking around as McGonagall saying weird stuff to students
Girls asking Tonks to become their crushes best friend to find out if they like them or not
Tonks walking around the Hufflepuff common room as Snape, scaring the shit out of people