it b e g a n as you might expect…


A deadly sword, a healing hand, a back that bent beneath its load; a trumpet-voice, a burning brand, a weary pilgrim on the road.A lord of wisdom throned he sat, swift in anger, quick to laugh; an old man in a battered hat who leaned upon a thorny staff.

A deadly sword, a healing hand,
a back that bent beneath its load;
a trumpet-voice, a burning brand,
a weary pilgrim on the road.

A lord of wisdom throned he sat,
swift in anger, quick to laugh;
an old man in a battered hat
who leaned upon a thorny staff.

(Source: thiselvenmaiden)

bookoisseur:

tastefullyoffensive:

Meet Garfi, the World’s Angriest Cat  |  Photos by Hulya Ozkok

Previously: Sygmond The Grey: The World’s Most Majestic Cat

SUCH SASS

doeandthestag:

Colours of Potter 1/50 
↳ Sonam Kapoor as Rowena Ravenclaw

“Whatever the history books tell you, don’t listen to them. Racism has always been present in the Wizarding World, perhaps even more so than the muggle world. It is just the privilege of the white that they don’t have to see it. We don’t have that privilege. 

My initial research has revealed little of where this discrimination came from. Our people have been scrubbed from many of the records. Wizards travel much more than muggles do, but they think anyone they meet with skin darker than their own is “savage” and “uneducated”. They think their magic is better than anyone else’s.

They insist their Latin and Anglo Saxon spells are better than the Sanskrit spells that I know. They don’t understand that wands were made in Egypt long before white people had their hands on them. Two-way mirrors, flying carpets, astrology. All these things come from the lands these white people label as “backward”. They are so close-minded.

My father brought me to this country as a child. I was not even five years old. He had wanderlust after my mother had died and a thirst for knowledge. He thought there was much to learn from this small country. And there is! I do love it here. I love the harsh landscape, the mist that descends on the glens, the waves crashing on the rocks at the coast. As much as I long for India, I have fallen in love with this tiny place where my father brought me. This is why I suggested we build the castle near here.

I helped build this school to open young wizards’ and witches’ minds. No child is born racist. That’s what they say. I do believe that most of the time. I want to squash prejudice before it has the chance to take hold in their impressionable minds. I want to broaden their horizons. I want them to explore what they can do, and test and question what they think they know! They shouldn’t just be taught spells from their parents’ lap.

We have taken on such a huge task. These children are in our hands so we spent so long designing the school. It is our pride and joy. I spent hours designing the ever-changing floor plan, the secret passageways and the moving staircases. It inspires our students to be creative too. They can not only explore the castle here, but explore themselves.  

There are two things that press constantly against my mind. One is the future of the school. After we are gone, will the castle fall to ruins? It is my dream for the legacy to last forever: generations of children being educated here. Finding a home, as Godric, Helga, Salazar and I all found. The second, which is much more important, is Salazar’s view on those from muggle families. The others and I are unsettled by him. I can feel the cracks forming in our relationship but I simply cannot let this go. I will not tolerate this kind of discrimination in the heart of the school. Who knows what it will lead to?

God knows what discrimination has led to in the past. I reverently hope that history will not repeat itself – but humans… we never seem to learn.”

–  Extracts from Rowena’s notebook, 10th century AD.

  

fangoriaaa:

thnksfrpanicatthedisco:

does-anything-matter:

thesearethewordsofmyholiday:

I just wanna make sure nobody forgets that this exists and it is awesome.

THE FUNNY THING IS THIS ISN’T EDITED. GERARD ACTUALLY SAT AND SUNG NA NA NA IN SIMLISH. 

THERE’S LYRICS

Sha gimme sha gimme sha
Wes a neeba
Mes ooney wada da bramya na
Es zu weeba
In a deg
In a shat
With an “X” abba zor
Nibby zor nibby zor nibby zor
Wada bin winny natty-

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Bana zun cure enay
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Daba a nenetay
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Wa pan eshabatay
Brabd en zerb shee-mo-nay-shun

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Pasha a nagatay
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
We nasa wogatay
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Win gonna sagatay
Gibs as zor doo-bi-zay-shun
Za gimme za gimme za

Es zabsu wabu aba shab la
Wab nada zeda little braz dans
Wab neba zenny noba mas lan
Wa tinga zatlan (nananananananana)
He sifta nanny made a blascan
Prussy du was ana

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Foo noova wanatay
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Back ana kannasay
A fwingsu whata say
Prow in dur sa-ca-nay-shun

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Pasha a nagatay
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
We nasa wogatay
win gonna sagatay
Gibs as zor doo-bi-zay-shun

Ewag nere, wap zow
All ze nayd in gattory nitty
Na pitta vilzin tayz their open wilpy zalms
Why dinny daggers up to leven
Itala boony bralls ab ze mittezen brats
Yak angels made bo zeon and blabbing garbage
ZEEM OUT—Rat rowaids us?
Eb zo whine nopen dorbs

Ned zu wanny wansa bag na sho
Ned zu wanny wansa bag na sho
But neeb zim, neeb zim wants to bly
Wabba tie wabba tie wabba tie
Wabba tie, Wabba
Za bashy gooby zaba

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Make zo apology
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Ee vada wickasay
Ab salla loratay
Tashy zurb—Boo-dee-cor-ay

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Bab naba bobatay
Was napa seepashay
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
Ee bapa shobbycay
Ban zee la burgindory
Bap my lair, zab and vore me bull na bin
Leb nis zurb expnode

tHIS SHOULD BE ILLEGA L IM DY IGN

mr-reblogbutton:

webuiltthepyramids:

thispopculture:

legallyblained:

hips don’t lie by oxford university’s all male choir

wow

Yes.

I have been waiting my whole life for this. I didn’t know this was something I needed, but not I can’t deny

my hips don’t lie about how much I need this in existence

missinglinc:

relationship status: slept with laundry I was too lazy to fold

lycoteuthis:

learning internet friends’ real names is always surprisingly disappointing

like what do you mean your real name is “luis” not “thunderfuck mcpickuptruck”

(Source: blowjobs-from-xenomorphs)

6woofs:

River having fun.

allthingseurope:

Skellig Islands, Ireland (by Sandy S )

allthingseurope:

Skellig Islands, Ireland (by Sandy S )

dear back/left shoulder whatever it is your doing please stop

rainbow-femme:

I’m sick of magical worlds with no technology. I want fairy run coffee shops where you can get a latte with a shot of charisma, because you’ve got a big presentation you’re worried about, or witches working at Apple selling phones that automatically appear in your pocket if you accidentally leave it somewhere, or psychics running hair salons who always know how you want your hair to look, or aura reader therapists. I just really want normalized magic in modern society