Scultped model of the Spirited Away Bathhouse.
I like how the actors who play Hermione and Harry in the movies have the same opinions on Crookshanks’s appearance as their characters.
Is there a limit to how much a person can love Emma Watson and Daniel Radcliffe? Cause I haven’t found it yet.
You: Dude, cheer up Me, an intellectual: Young man, there’s no need to feel down
'The minister got up and said, 'Today I want to talk to you about sex.' And he took a red rose and he smelled it and showed how pretty it was and he threw it out into the crowd, and said, 'Everybody, smell this…touch it, I want you to see the texture in it.' and then he began one of the worst, most horrific handlings of what sex is and what sex isn't I have ever sat through. It was fear-mongering at its best. And then as it wraps up, he goes 'Where's my rose?' The rose is completely jacked up, it's broken…and he lifts it up and his point is to hold up that rose and go, 'Now who would want this? Who would want this rose?' And I remember feeling real, legitimate anger, and it was all i could do to not scream out, 'Jesus wants the rose!'
Literally heard a convo at the library where a guy was telling a girl that he’s an omega and the girl telling him that she’s a beta, and my mind just did not automatically connect the context to fraternity pledge classes at all and I just whispered to myself “what the fuck?? What the fuck??”
Legolas pretty quickly gets in the habit of venting about his travelling companions in Elvish, so long as Gandalf & Aragorn aren’t in earshot they’ll never know right?
Then about a week into their journey like
Legolas: *in Elvish, for approximately the 20th time* ugh fucking hobbits, so annoying
Frodo: *also in Elvish, deadpan* yeah we’re the worst
Legolas:
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