"Came back wrong" trope but actually the character came back right. A character who, when they were living, hid and changed so many parts of themself around others to appease them and, when they died and came back, they stopped doing so and started living as who they always have been. But everyone thinks they came back wrong because of how different they are
The way Jimin looks at JK when he's singing that one song
(From these videos:)
I was still babbling when Boris said: “Potter.” Before I could answer him he put both hands on my face and kissed me on the mouth. And while I stood blinking — it was over almost before I knew what had happened <…> We stood looking at each other — me breathing hard, completely stunned. “Good luck,” said Boris. “I won’t forget you.” Later — in the cab, and afterward — I would replay that moment, and marvel that I’d waved and walked away quite so casually. Why hadn’t I grabbed his arm and begged him one last time to get in the car, come on, fuck it Boris, just like skipping school, we’ll be eating breakfast over cornfields when the sun comes up? I knew him well enough to know that if you asked him the right way, at the right moment, he would do almost anything; and in the very act of turning away I knew he would have run after me and hopped in the car laughing if I’d asked one last time. But I didn’t. And, in truth, it was maybe better that I didn’t — I say that now, though it was something I regretted bitterly for a while. More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I’d stopped myself from blurting the thing on the edge of my tongue, the thing I’d never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying it out loud to him in the street — which was, of course,
I LOVE YOU.
The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt // The Goldfinch (2019) dir. John Crowley
asking "hey is it fine if I smoke in here" and before you're able to answer I've already set up a full rack of salmon over a fire in your living room
J. R. R. Tolkien: no, my books aren't about the war I experienced. It's just a story
J. R. R. Tolkien's works: you cannot go home, war ends entire bloodlines, you are mourning the death of your brother alone, you dug into the earth and permanently scored the land, you cannot explain what you have been through, you cannot go home, "that wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life", leaving the women behind does not save them, the young die first, you cannot go home, the parent will bury their child, you have lost the wives and you will never connect with them again, "how shall any tower withstand such numbers and such reckless hate?", you are not the same, you cannot go home, you can never go home, your father will only side with those he sees as worthy bloodlines and you cannot change his mind, it is more meaningful Not to kill, sometimes your sacrifice accomplishes nothing, you cannot go home
just jimin & jungkook lost in their own world, as usual
+ how much y’all wanna bet they watch haikyuu together?
I was already half asleep when my brain suddenly went “find those pictures of Ian McKellen and Patrick Stewart kissing or DIE” and I was just like are those real?? did that even happen like is that real????????? But yeah they’re real so I can rest easy
Bitches be like:
YA dystopian novels that center around a society that separates people by personality traits or jobs are perpetuating the same kind of status quo separation that we see in real life stereotypes but gives us a way to romanticize it. even if the story is about breaking up those roles it still does so in a “not like other girls” way that makes the “plain” female protagonist unique and special in some way that is totally not unique or special at all. the obvious example being tris from divergent whose special thing is that she has more than one personality trait in a society where everyone else only has one.
And then turn around and ask you what your Hogwarts house is.
Reblog this if you want JKR to come out with descriptions of your patronus