i have a lot of secret hermione headcanons like. she was insufferable at muggle school as well and generally not well liked. she was the girl whose parents were both dentists and she read too many books and tried to talk to people in her class about them but they generally thought she was trying to show off. so when she gets into hogwarts she throws herself into the new culture and reads as many books as her parents will pay for, including her text books and several history books and when her parents refuse to buy the unabridged history of magic and also some legends, she seriously considers hiding out in flourish and blotts so she can just read it in the bookstore. but she wears her robes around the house and sends about forty letters to hogwarts asking questions about the school year and the course load and how the grading scale works and if they’re very sure they’ve told her everything she’s going to need. and her parents are worried about her but they had been already? because she has such a hard time making friends. and they hope she’ll be able to make friends at hogwarts.
the first letter she sends them is full of descriptions of the castle and the sorting and background information on gryffindor and she mentions that she met neville and he’s very sweet, and the classes are so interesting, and she loves them very much! and the next few are also like that and kind of strained. and they suspect (correctly) that she again does not have friends.
a couple weeks into november, she sends them a letter full of complaints about ron’s study habits and how he’s teaching her wizard chess and how both he and harry are very brave but also not very good students. and she tells them about hagrid, who is eight and a half feet tall and the nicest person she has ever met.
they stop worrying as much until they get a letter at the end of term saying that hermione has broken about 20 school rules and also congratulations your daughter scored over 100% on almost every exam.
This made me have a lot of feels?
Imagine living in the Pokémon world.
Imagine you’re hanging out with one of your buddies one night. A good friend you’ve known for several years.
It’s just a casual day out and the two of you are chatting, telling jokes, showing each other memes. At some point in the day, for no reason in particular, an idea comes to you. “Hey, let’s see what the pokédex has to say about you,” you say as joke, and emphasize the joke by actually pulling out your pokédex.
You don’t actually know what would happen if a ‘dex tries to register a human. Maybe it will glitch out, or crash, but most likely you’ll just get some sort of error message. Without giving your friend a chance to react, you hold the device up to them and push the button. You wait a few seconds for the scan to complete, and then hear in a small, robotic voice,
“Zoroark, the illusion fox pokémon.”
can anyone point me to like, anything at all written about internet art (eg deviantart, tumblr, etc– not contemporary art about the internet) because i cant find anything
I love the shitty comic sans valentines, because it’s like… A recurring meme. I can look forward to it, knowing that every Valentine’s Day without fail I can enjoy some high quality memes
The art worlds view of art on the internet is so limited and dumb. It’s all about the Internet. Like buddy I get that the Internet is new and cool and you can make art about it…. But that’s kind of like if when they invented oil paints everyone spent 20 years only making paintings about oil paints
My sister’s school has a little awards ceremony for the theatre kids and a category is “best villain in a musical” and AIDS from rent won so they had to redo the vote