☼ Hufflepuff Common Room
“It was round, earthy and low-ceilinged; it always felt sunny, and its circular windows had a view of rippling grass and dandelions. There was a lot of burnished copper about the place, and many plants, which either hang from the ceiling or sat on the windowsills. The overstuffed sofas and chairs were upholstered in yellow and black, and the dormitories were reached through round doors in the walls of the common room. Copper lamps cast a warm light over the four-poster beds, which were covered in patchwork quilts, and small copper bed warmers hung on the walls, in case of cold feet.”
This is so beautiful and I’m not even a hufflepuff.
DOES NO ONE SEE THAT IT’S A HOBBIT HOLE? C’MON YOU GUYS! FUCKING’A IT’S A HOBBIT HOLE!
A message about forgotten diseases, and how we can keep them forgotten (hint: vaccines) from Beatrice the Biologist, whose comics are wonderful.
Do it for the testicles.
HPShipweeks : Week 3 - Molly/Arthur
Molly and Arthur early in their marriage. Their love for each other is the absolute cutest. (Arthur couldn’t afford to buy flowers, so he picked them)
Look, sometimes an artist’s just gotta draw cozy domestic AU fanart of their own characters. (I hope you didn’t think I was kidding about getting way too invested in the Gay-Dads-Adopt-a-Baby story.)
This one’s for you, NIMONA readers - thanks for sticking with me this far <3
When I say I want to be married I don’t mean that I want the ring and the tax benefits. I mean I want to be happy together for the rest of our lives. I want to be smarmy and disgustingly cute. I want to embarrass our teenage children when they find us (20 years later) still dancing around the kitchen while we do the dishes. When I say I want to be married, I mean I want this happiness that we have to ripen and age like that cave-aged cheddar you like so much. Even when we’re old and moldy, I want to hold your hand and know you’ll be there.
You’re scared of commitment. Are you scared of this?
(If you think this is bad, you shoulda seen my study guides for European History. Hint: I had just gotten into Hetalia. Also, I scored a five, so HA!)
do caterpillars know that one day they’re gonna be a butterfly or do they just build their cocoons like “bruh wtf am i doing this for”
for anyone interested, they basically commit suicide in that cocoon. when caterpillars metamorphose they dissolve (almost) entirely and rebuild themselves in to butterflies from the caterpillar juices. it’s actually pretty nasty.
of that saucepan lifted and puffed,
then settled back on a thin
hotpad of steam, and the way
her kitchen filled with the warm,
wet breath of apples, as if all
the apples were talking at once…
Someone gets it! Food doesn’t need an egg on top to be food porn. Food is luxurious, sensual, a full-body experience! The smells, sounds, sights, and of course tastes alone are dizzying but add in the catharsis of tending a stock pot full of tomato sauce for hours or the tingle of excitement at pulling goodies out of the oil at the exact right time. And yes, the smell of applesauce bubbling on the stove is a dreamy cloud of autumn that settles in for the rest of the day and wraps everyone in the house in its soft whisper.
Inspired by the rich gold and black of Dolce and Gabbana’s A/W 2012 collection, I saw this fabric and knew it was meant to be. Just finished over Thanksgiving weekend, it’s been a great relief since I haven’t sewn anything this ambitious in a long time.
actual Harry Potter
the awkward moment when the actor playing harry potter is a better representation of book harry potter than movie harry potter
Circa 1968 Aloisia Rucellai evening bag, gold and platinum, translucent enamel, diamonds, and rubies.
all I can think is Slytherin
#dont even fucking try to tell me thats not slytherin #some slyherin bought that #with her family money thats been handed down to her #to go to a ball in the 60s #dont even fucKING TELL ME IM WRONG
#it looks like it can only be opened with parseltongue
"Oh hold on I gotta get a tampon"