I Love These Two Characters. I Need To Trap Them In A Collapsed Building So They Can Talk About Their

I found a site with lots of posters I haven't seen before AND this ONE.

Why are they pluckering their lips like this? Why are their eyes closed? Why do they look about to kiss?

Indian/Hindu James Potter headcanons

• The Potters gave James his very boring, British name because they were worried he’d be teased if they gave him an Indian name • James worked hard to be good at quidditch, mostly because he enjoyed it, but partly to defy the stereotypes that Indian people weren’t very good at it (what with the popularity of flying carpets in the Eastern hemisphere and the Indian team’s appalling performance in the World Cup) • The boys celebrate Diwali every year by decorating their dorm and the common room with hundreds of lanterns and after the first year the house elves help out, Mrs Potter always sends them all sweets and gifts • One year, James set off fireworks in the great hall at dinner, McGonagall made sure it didn’t happen again • As Holi always falls on the day of a full moon and Remus is too ill to take part, Sirius suggested bringing the powder paint with them to the shrieking shack and celebrating in their animagus forms •The powder always clumps in their fur and sticks to the damp walls of the shack, making it actually quite a cheery place in other circumstances • As James is bilingual in Hindi and English, he will not only swear or insult people in Hindi, but also makes most exclamations of excitement or affection in his mother tongue too • Lily thinks this is extremely cool, James starts speaking in Hindi more often •James is also a vegetarian Hindu and greatly missed his dad’s Mughlai cooking when confronted with the somewhat limited and flavourless vegetarian options at Hogwarts • That is until Peter had a word with the kitchen elves and brilliant Delhi dishes like vegetable biryani and mattar paneer started appearing on the Gryffindor table

Hindus In Bangladesh-

Why do you ignore genocide and persecution when it happens to Hindus? Why are we called propagandists for raising our voices? Who will speak for them if not other Hindus? How many will you brand as “sanghi and hindutvadis” for saying the truth?

If we don’t care then who will?

- No one.

I am totally gonna start saying sounds penis see you in hell now

My one friend group can't stop saying, "See you in hell!" in a cheerful voice instead of, "Talk to you later!" and my other friend group can't stop calling things "penis" instead of "cool" or "good", so I just unironically uttered the phrase, "Sounds penis, see you in hell," as I got off the phone.

Six of Crows Gelphie au?

I genuinely wonder if that would turn out well. I feel like it's such an interesting premise though. Where do you reckon each character is from? Like Elphie comes from Ravka and is a Grisha or maybe she's from Novyi Zem and is secretly a Grisha. Maybe Glinda is from Kerch? And Fiyero from Ravka. I might actually write it when I find the time actually.

The way he steps down lmao I LOVE THIS

I have a suggestion to go along with the drunk galinda drabble you wrote aka someone gives glinda an edible at the ozdust (or wherever else) but she doesn’t quite know what it is. someone just offered her a sweet treat that’ll make her “feel good *wink*” and she was like omg yes!!

You absolutely do not have to write this if you don’t want to, it’s just been on my mind!

hi! omg! this is a really fun prompt!

but. um. idk if i can. or like. idk if i'd get it right. bc. uhhhhh-

(i've never had an edible before🙈)

Elphaba: Glinda, please keep an eye on Fiyero today. He's going to say something to the wrong person and get himself punched. Glinda: Sure, I'd love to see Fiyero get punched. Elphaba: Try again. Glinda, sighing: I will stop Fiyero from getting punched.

Oh, my Shayma, I want You.

I want You in every way, in every breath. 

Be my lover when I feel unloved, 

My Guru when I am lost in darkness, 

My healer when I am frail and weary, 

My Mother when my heart is burdened, 

My Father when I stumble on my path. 

Be my protector, my eternal guide, 

My sacred love, encompassing all.

Let me love You,

With the essence of every atom within me.

For all I desire is You, 

In every form, in every name, 

For You are my all, 

My Shiva, my Shakti, my Vishnu, my everything.

Everytime I watch Avengers or any MCU movie where Tony and Steve interact I’m like, Tony. Tony. He’s 26. Why are you picking fights with someone almost two decades younger than you. Tony you know he’s incapable of walking away from a challenge, oh my god