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Who doesn’t want a Jack Rollins chilling out and smoking a cig?
This was done last year and the artist chose to keep themselves anonymous.
Milan vibes [melts]
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I have a headcanon that Hermione insists her children attend some primary muggle schooling before Hogwarts, just as she had done. Now, imagine Arthur Weasley attending his grandchild’s science fair, being the ultra proud grandfather….and yet also completely geeking out over absolutely EVERYTHING.
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Canon
“That is a volcano, that is a VERY SMALL VOLCANO, how - young lady, how did you make this? Baking soda and food coloring? MARVELOUS!”
the kids would love him.
malevolent-dean
Never have I ever loved anything more than I love this
All the muggle teachers would think he was being so adorable, “pretending” not to know how potato batteries and mini-volcanoes work, fawning over the hard work the kids did on even the simplest the projects. And he comes every year, because after the kids have aged out (”gone on to some boarding school in Scotland,” the teachers say over bad coffee in the break room, “they didn’t seem the type”), he gets an honorary invitation to the fair every year, because he never stops making the kids feel smart and good.
“And this airy-o-plane, it flies by means of a… rubber band? Did I hear that correctly? No magic at all? Doesn’t flap its wings like a bird? MARVELOUS! What an ingenious method of flight!” *looks around* “You, sir! With the ribbons! This child deserves one of those prizes!”
This is so wholesome.
Arthur Weasley, as the Science Fair attendee we all deserve.
After a couple years Arthur Weasley brings his own ribbons. They shimmer in a way that makes everyone wonder what kind of ink he uses—“secrets!” he tells anyone who asks—but they’re beautiful. They’re coveted even more than the official ribbons, because they remind you that while he was heaping praise on you, you felt magical.
This is one of the best HP headcanons I’ve ever read.
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Talented. Refined. Iconic.
Two words: Space Goose
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ok the whole thing where winona ryder was talking about how she “married” keanu reeves for a movie and then was like “fuck wait was that legally binding” lowkey makes me wanna do a plot with two actors (BOTH 35+ PLZ) who did a movie years and years and years ago where their characters got married and signed their marriage certificate onscreen and the director, ever the stickler for realism, had a real priest do the ceremony and used a real certificate, and as a joke the actors signed their real names because “hahahahahahahahaha there’s no way this is legally binding, we’re just bros” except fast forward a couple decades and GUESS WHAT
(bonus points: the entire media assumes they’re dating and this is. NOT. HELPING.)
(bonus bonus points: one or both of them is going through a very messy very public breakup when this comes out)
(bonus bonus bonus points: they find out because one of them is engaged and went to get the license and whoever looked up their records was like “uhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHH…”)
Whoever writes this must tag me!
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Bucky & Alpine by Rod Reis
There’s this feeling I sometimes get watching humans do the cool things that humans have been doing for thousands of years. It makes my chest expand and my heart thud and I love it. I love this.
Absolutely brilliant
Someone who sailed this ship, tell us what they’re singing!! Don’t tell me it’s South Australia when they’ve clearly changed the chorus to Coast Of Norway/Good Old Norway or the like.
Someone on this ship, I beg you, please record this next time it’s sung. I need answers!!
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Wild West AU | how Clint/Natasha met [avengers steampunk verse]
Rumors has it that someone is paying a certain spy good money for the assassination of the President and A.R.M.O.R. decides to send Clint to stop her.
Disguised as a sheriff, he blends in easily with the people in Washington and no one comments on the man of the law watching over them from high above. It doesn’t take him long to spot his target, she might dress like the rest of them but moves like a shadow, slipping in and out of the crowd. Clint’s just glad he’s alone on this mission and there’s no one to ask him why he’s taking his time, waiting till the last moment to end it. It’s the evening of the presidential dinner and Natasha is about to execute her plan when a man, sitting in front of one of the windows on the far side of the room, catches her eyes and she knows her cover is blown. The sheriff doesn’t look like a sheriff at all, he has assassin written all over him and she excuses herself as fast as possible. She leaves through the servants entrance, her heart beating hard in her chest, and flexes her sudden trembling fingers, something that hasn’t happened since her first kill. The moment she’s back in her room above Madame Hydra’s saloon, Natasha doesn’t hesitate to grab her bags, counting down the seconds before he’s going to find her. A sound to her left has her look up and the timer hits zero. He’s practically slouching in the chair, no signs of any weapons, but she’s not so stupid to believe A.R.M.O.R. sent just anybody. When she straightens up, he tilts his head to the side, looking pointedly at the Widow’s Bite in her hand, and she drops it with a silent curse. Her compliance makes Clint wary and as she slowly walks towards him, he’s prepared for everything, his mind flashing back to all the various styles of killing she is capable of. She lightly rests a hand on his shoulder, her voice soft and low as she asks him if they could negotiate, before she gently brushes his hair back behind his ear and he can’t fight the shiver her caress evokes. It’s all she needs, the loud click of manacles next to his ear telling him exactly what just happened, and while he’s swearing, tugging forcefully but ineffectively at the iron cuffs, his target winks at him and vanishes out of the door. Damn it, he should have remembered that she has other ways to bring a man to his knees.
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I was watching Captain America: Winter Soldier and I had a wondering, do you think there were Hydra agents working as like, janitors, and the SHIELD janitors also had to fight their old friends. like Captain America’s blowin up airships in the sky and meanwhile Randy and Jeff are goin at it with mops
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Never knew I needed a random, Chaplin-esque silent film of Sebastian Stan roaming through an airport and being overly delighted by his fancy-schmancy plane accommodations until it was actually presented to me.
it all makes sense now…
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I…I need it now. a movie where Chris plays a con man. It would obviously be a comedy. A heist movie. Omg this would hit so many of my kinks at once.
wow
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Jolene (33 R.P.M) - click for .mp3
Unsure where this came from, if not the palsied hands of the good Lord himself.
Simple premise: Dolly Parton’s “Jolene” slipped from 45 to 33 rpm. Nothing more; no studio trickery, no trip hop drum breaks. The guitar lopes back in and around itself. The bass becomes elastic, hot rubber. The violin stabs become sustained cello lines. The backing choir’s split harmony rattles around, slinking ghostly into the corner. And most importantly, Parton’s once-frantic vocal is transformed from bubblegum country scrawl into something approximating field holler reverence.
An already perfect song made transcendental..
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Who would win in a battle for my immortal soul: the devil on his fiddle or “Jolene” at 33 RPM
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imagine all 3 Infinity War trailers, if it was only the bits with the cap squad and the wakanda crew. now stop imagining and hit play bc i gotchu
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Callan Mulvey - Los Angeles - 2014
#mcu au#jack rollins#retired shield operative#after shrapnel took his eye and put him on permanent medical leave#now bar owner#the favored drinking spot of the Strike teams#and where brock rumlow practically lives off mission#not that anyone would dare point out how much time he spends at the bar#just to see and talk to the proprietor#cuz someone’s got a crush#hydra husbands#non-hydra as far as jack is concerned via @bdrixhaettc
Is someone writing this?? Holy shit. I need to be tagged!!
#who's writing this?#tag me#oh my god yes#sign me the fuck up!#i am so onboard with this#!!#i didn't know i needed this#until now#who do i have to kill to make this happen?#hydra husbands#brock rumlow#jack rollins#au#you don't have to ship it to like it#strike team delta#mcu#and bonus#callan mulvey#looking sexy af#tagsave#xx
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imagine a parks and recreation-style show but set in the ministry of magic
I’m Ron Swanson. This is Auror Training. I don’t hold with unnecessary wand waving. I’m going to teach you to take down an opponent with your bare hands. You will also practice the use and proper maintenance of firearms. Remember. Even a large rock in a sock is a better weapon than magic. Magic is a crutch we rely on because we are lazy and weak.
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Ron Swanson’s DADA class: here, kids. This is how you use a revolver.