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mizgnomer · 6 months
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David Tennant dancing on the set of The Giggle - Doctor Who 60th Anniversary Specials
The Doctor doesn't even dance in the UNIT scene - this is all pure, joyous David Tennant
also featuring Neil Patrick Harris, Ncuti Gatwa, and Ruth Madeley (who are all glorious)
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and I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best my little dove...
absolute solitude: selected poems, dulce maria loynaz (tr. james o'connor) // the glass essay, anne carson // boyish, japanese breakfast // @uglyfruit // yves olade // hunger, harry styles // a not admitting of the wound, emily dickinson // no surprises, radiohead // fourth of july, sufjan stevens
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smuttyaf · 4 months
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬
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𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚.
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞/𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 & 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐝𝐬𝐦. 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.
𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬:
his life is starting to affect you.
𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛:
the story about how you meet.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐭:
harry shows you what he does for work.
𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐫. 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬: ( 𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 )
harry introduces bdsm.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐦
secrets cut wounds into the relationship.
𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞
you’re compelled to adapt to his lifestyle.
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paleworldstranger · 10 months
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Did a Disco Elysium themed photo shoot in Animal Crossing. Had a lot of fun with it.
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Part two
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plaguedpriest · 1 year
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would u invite them into ur island
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Harry: Perturbed and disturbed.
Eliot: Goddamn smiling about it!
Leverage Redemption S02E05 The Walk in the Woods Job.
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beetlejuice-maitland · 7 months
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Just when I think Apple has finished fueling my Ted Lasso obsession 😭😭😭😭
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inkskinned · 2 years
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i. about 2 weeks ago, i was told there's a good chance that in 5 or so years, i'll need a wheelchair.
ii. okay. i loved harry potter as a kid. i have a hypothesis about this to be honest - why people still kind of like it. it's that she got very lucky. she managed to make a cross-generational hit. it was something shared for both parents and kids. it was right at the start of a huge cultural shift from pre to post-internet. i genuinely think many people were just seeking community; not her writing. it was a nice shorthand to create connection. which is a long way of saying - she didn't build this legacy, we built it for her. she got lucky, just once. that's all.
iii. to be real with you, i still struggle with identifying as someone with a disability, which is wild, especially given the ways my life has changed. i always come up against internalized ableism and shame - convinced even right now that i'm faking it for attention. i passed out in a grocery store recently. i hit my head on the shelves while i went down.
iv. he raises his eyebrows while he sends me a look. her most recent new book has POTS featured in it. okay, i say. i already don't like where this is going. we both take another bite of ramen. it is a trait of the villain, he says. we both roll our eyes about it.
v. so one of the things about being nonbinary but previously super into harry potter is that i super hate jk rowling. but it is also not good for my mental health to regret any form of joy i engaged with as a kid. i can't punish my young self for being so into the books - it was a passion, and it was how i made most of my friends. everyone knew about it. i felt like everyone had my same joy, my same fixation. as a "weird kid", this sense of belonging resonated with me so loudly that i would have done anything to protect it.
vi. as a present, my parents once took me out of school to go see the second movie. it is an incredibly precious memory: my mom straight-up lying about a dentist appointment. us snickering and sneaking into the weekday matinee. within seven years of this experience, the internet would be a necessity to get my homework finished. the world had permanently changed. harry potter was a relic, a way any of us could hold onto something of the analog.
vii. by sheer luck, the year that i started figuring out the whole gender fluid thing was also the first year people started to point out that she might have some internalized biases. i remember tumblr before that; how often her name was treated as godhood. how harry potter was kind of a word synonymous for "nerdy but cool." i would walk out of that year tasting he/him and they/them; she would walk out snarling and snapping about it.
viii. when i teach older kids creative writing, i usually tell them - so, she did change the face of young adult fiction, there's no denying that. she had a lot more opportunities than many of us will - there were more publishing houses, less push for "virally" popular content creators. but beyond reading another book, we need to write more books. we need to uplift the voices of those who remain unrepresented. we need to push for an exposure to the bigotry baked into the publishing system. and i promise you: you can write better than she ever did. nothing she did was what was magical - it was the way that the community responded to it.
ix. i get home from ramen. three other people have screenshotted the POTS thing and sent it to me. can you fucking believe we're still hearing this shit from her when it's almost twenty-fucking-twenty-three. the villain is notably also popular on tumblr. i just think that's funny. this woman is a billionaire and she's mad that she can't control the opinions of some people on a dying blue site that makes no money. lady, and i mean this - get a fucking life.
x. i am sorry to the kid i was. maybe the kid you were too. none of us deserved to see something like this ruined. that thing used to be precious to me. and now - all those good times; measured into dust.
/// 9.6.2022 // FUCKING AGAIN, JK? Are you fucking kidding me?
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bluebirdcrossing · 7 months
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at least there’s a plant, right?
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Harry and Percy would only fight when they first met before they immediately understood that “bro, this dude is actually cool.”
After that they would always have slumber parties and Percy would make fun of Harry’s British accent and Harry would make fun of his New York accent.
They would be best friends and Annabeth and Ginny would be like “thank goodness” but also “Jesus fucking Christ.” And I love this.
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eyeseechan · 9 months
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the kk in kk slider stands for kim kitsuragi (hello lgbtq+ community 😳🫶)
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being-luminous · 22 days
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true hate's kiss, v2 .
If his sixteen-year-old self could see him now, he’d kill himself.
Once, incandescent with youthful rage and entirely sick of being pestered by the demon known as Head Boy and all-around dickhead Tom Riddle, Harry had sworn to Merlin and the entirety of the Great Hall that he would rather die than spend even an hour in Riddle’s company, and he’d certainly never kiss him. Unfortunately, it just so happens that being cursed to tell the truth and nothing but the truth is a bit more disruptive to his daily life than death, and requires an immediate solution—a kiss, but not from just anyone.
From an enemy—the enemy, rather.
And only one person fits the bill.
Thankfully, Harry doesn’t have to spend too long in the Ministry’s hallowed halls before he spots his prey. There Riddle is, standing unaware at the end of the hall, surrounded by his cronies. It’s so like their Hogwarts days that Harry could vomit, but he figures he should save that for after the deed is done.
“Riddle!” he calls, marching toward him, a determined scowl on his face.
Riddle turns around, and his eyes go wide with surprise when he sees just who called his name. Not that Harry can blame him. If it weren’t for this curse, he’d happily never say it again. As Harry approaches, surprise turns quickly to alarm. He’s only a few paces away when Riddle’s hand twitches, likely reaching for his wand. He doesn’t get the chance to draw it. Instead, he only just has time to brace himself, like he’s expecting to be hit (again—though Harry maintains to this day that the prick deserved it), but Harry doesn’t hit him.
No. It’s far worse than that.
Not giving himself a chance to hesitate, Harry reaches for Riddle’s too-perfect face, tugs him just the slightest bit down, and kisses him right on the mouth. He stays there for a second, maybe two. Eyes closed, because he doesn’t even want to see him from a normal distance, let alone this close. Riddle’s lips are soft, a thought he immediately strangles and stomps upon.
Riddle’s lips part, and it’s like lightning jolting through him. He pulls back—or, he tries. Riddle catches him with an arm snaked around his waist, a hand cupping his jaw, before he can get very far. And then Riddle kisses him back. Riddle presses closer, until his back is flush against the wall, Riddle’s weight trapping him there as he does his best to steal the breath from Harry’s lungs.
A throat clears.
Harry gasps, jerks his head back and smacks it against solid brick, wishes the floor would swallow him whole. “What, Rosier?” Riddle snaps, and Harry feels his voice in his chest.
If Rosier responds, Harry doesn’t hear it. He’s too busy reeling, horror growing as the realization sets in: Ron and Hermione are never going to let him live this down.
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“Why did you kiss me, anyway?” Tom asks later, once he finally manages to trap Harry in one spot—a convenient broom closet not far from his office—long enough to get an answer out of him.
Harry sighs, knocks his head back against the wall. He’s blushing. “It was a curse,” he mutters, eyes fixed on the ceiling.
“I see,” Tom says, and he allows himself a grin in his triumph. He knew Harry wouldn’t be able to hold out forever. “True love’s kiss?”
Harry only blushes harder. Tom has never seen anything so delightful in his life. Then, for the second time that day, in an attempt at distraction so pitifully obvious that he’d never allow it if it didn’t get him exactly what he wanted, Tom Riddle finds himself thoroughly kissed.
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matias-2003 · 2 months
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Emma Watson. The 4th actress with the best legs ever in my opinion (behind Mayim Bialik, Kaley Cuoco and Melissa Rauch)
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I really wish I could touch her legs. I admit I originally ranked her 1st but I still consider her to this day the actress with the best legs who didn't appear in Big Bang Theory and I mainly know because of movies
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hpoutofcontext · 2 years
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wyrmwright · 3 months
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Disco Crossing!
Sets 1-3 also on twitter
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nefertittythegreat · 4 months
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