The thing is, she needs to be confident. She needs to be THE BEST so that the tragedies of her past don’t happen again. Why “No capes!”? She made those outfits. Her outfits are the reason that competent heroes died. She needs to be better than she was, better than she is, so she sets those standards for herself.
excuse u who gave you permission to give me emotions over edna mode
I never look back, darling, it distracts from the now.
that would make the funniest fucking story ever. Due to a mix up at the factory, the template for incantations that was supposed to a publishing company of dark art books is sent to a feminine products factory. Girl then accidentally summons Satan with period blood. Satan gets confused because its “dead blood” and when he shows up he realizes the sacrifice was done incorrectly so he cannot take the girl’s soul but now is bound to do her bidding because oops his bad, he showed up anyway.
So, a Quidditch match at Hogwarts, right? Slytherin vs Gryffindor (yeah yeah obvious, I know shut up). And all of a sudden there’s this STAMP STAMP CLAP from the Gryffindor stand and all the Muggle-borns start singing/screaming WE WILL ROCK YOU across the pitch towards the…
It’s when Fitzsimmons hand her the shiny pink suit that Natasha finally realises- this is happening. Next to her, Melinda wrinkles her nose at the equally as shiny suit, in buttercup yellow. The two freshman, that she remembers seeing in senior-level science, (though she can’t quite remember which kid is which,) are practically fawning over a table full of brightly coloured… things. (Natasha thinks she can spot a lipstick in there, somewhere.) Melinda peers into a bright yellow compact mirror, and has what looks like a hairdryer in a holster at her hip.
Maria, at the side of the room, is already suited and booted in light green.
Sir Anthony Hopkins Hears The Waltz He Wrote 50 Years Ago For The First Time
Academy Award-winning actor Sir Anthony Hopkins was a musician before he got into acting. 50 years ago he wrote a waltz but was too afraid to ever hear it play. Dutch violinist André Rieu performs it for the very first time. Watch Hopkins’ reaction.
That was beautiful
I cried a few tears and felt better about humanity’s endeavors.
like, i guess this isnt even a particularly “”“adult”“” blog but theres something very unnerving about clicking through to a new follower and seeing “age: 14” on the sidebar. i feel like a chaperone at a highschool dance. leave some room for jesus