hufflepuff/slytherin friendships are the best and most terrifying thing ever because i am positive that if 2 people were two take over the world it would be a slytherin and a hufflepuff
Made this to keep track of the characters I have and for those of you that stalk me to find me. (especially since I am trying to find time to be active on them again)
I have them divided by universe.
@MaraudingEm (single romantic RP)
First Gen Canon
First Gen OC & Cross Overs
@ADifferentTale (co-owner and I plan to bring this back at some point)
ONCE UPON A TIME
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES
REAL LIFE / PERSONAL
I believe that is all of them. If you are interested in RP-ing with them me know. I am always up to new RPs. Currently only Em is single RP, but even she is available for friendship RPs.
I will try to update this whenever I can.
"Hufflepuffs are known to have good friends in Slytherin. Hufflepuffs are some of the few who won’t judge based on negative rumours. This means they’re the most likely to approach Slytherins and help them when in need. This makes amazingly loyal friends between the houses. Mess with a Hufflepuff, and you’ll likely find a Slytherin getting revenge for the more forgiving house."
HELL YEAH FUCKING RIGHT
The saddest thing ever showed up on my FB TL. I don’t want to think about this day.
I haven’t been on here in a while and while I was gone this post became suddenly popular. (at least for me) Turned up yesterday on the dash on my personal account.
Curious about something so testing with this post. Please disregard.
There is a trend in media for strong women who are outwardly so. They are witty, snarky, toned, and know how to hold a gun. The role model being pushed is that of the ultimate woman. It’s progress – I wouldn’t trade River Song for a hundred people from Hollywood’s past – but there’s a silent repercussion, a fortification of the idea that women have to be twice as accomplished to be considered half as good, to deserve this screen time at all. They are always extraordinary, always the one in a million. Importantly, there’s no variety – only one mould to fit ourselves into. A great mould, yes, but not if you don’t fit into it.
Molly Hooper is different. Molly Hooper is kind, thoughtful, always smiling, and intelligent in a way that you don’t really notice until you remember she’s a pathologist. She asks after people and cares about the answers, remembers little details because everything someone says is important. She probably still remembers how Sherlock likes his coffee. Her blog is pink, covered in kittens, and uses Comic Sans. She blunders her way through speaking, has serious foot-in-mouth syndrome, and can’t put on a pair of plastic gloves without making faces. She is one of the strongest women I have ever seen.
She puts up with what can only be described as “total bullshit.” You might say that makes her a bit of a doormat, but for people like Molly (like me), who like kindness and hate conflict, it takes serious guts to call someone on their behaviour and say you’re hurting me. It takes guts to carry that kind of unrequited love and still first and foremost be a friend, to ask what do you need? Molly Hooper makes Sherlock Holmes, a man who can barely articulate anything beyond the scientific, try to be kinder. In the end, Molly isn’t the woman who counts [like Irene Adler], but the friend.
^THIS YES THIS 1000 TIMES OVER
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