darktonystark:

brylow:

how the bi-bros get fit quick

#is this why steve rogers is so buff

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channelmodern:

#it is not a true otp unless they have tried to kill each other at least once

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hippity-hoppity-brigade:

apparently there’s a music genre of electro-swing and i am fucking loving it

[whispers] has anyone done jazz club/prohibition era musketeers yet because i am so into it

gET aWAy FrOM MeeeEEeEeEE 

breaks down

TREVILLE AND RICHELIEU THE SURVIVORS OF THE FIRST WORLD WAR, BEARING SCARS OF HELL AND DAMNATION. THEY HAVE SEEN THEIR WORLDS REDUCED TO TRENCHES FILLED WITH BLOOD AND BROKEN HUMANITY SCAVENGED BY HOARDS OF RATS. THEY HAVE FOUGHT IN HELL AND THEY WILL ALLOW IT NO MORE PLACE ON THIS EARTH.

They are the old andgrizzeld guardians that know this is so much more than about running liquor. Richelieu who builds a power base on bootlegging and claws to city council and then national power because he will not allow the short sitenedness of small and greedy minds lead his country to war again. He will ruthlessly execute all those who stand in his way, for he knows the price of his failure. He has done terrible things and they claw at his heart, but he reads them not as signposts of degredation but as reminders of humanity’s true nature. He must preserve the illusion, the DREAM of civilization against that true nature at all costs. And that is why he backs Louis and Anne. They can be naive and idealistic but that is so NECESSARY in a world where humanity can slaughter itself in the millions. Richelieu knows he is qualified to brutal power, but not for leading the hearts and minds of nations. For that he needs his political masters. 

LOUIS AND ANNE BEING ELEANOR AND FRANKLIN ROOSEVELT. ANNE AND HER CABAL OF FEMINIST SOCIAL WORKERS WHO EMBRACE THE SPIRIT OF THE AGE AND BRING WOMEN OUT IN FORCE. ANNE WHO RE-DEFINES THE ROLE OF THE FIRST LADY OF THE NATION, WHO BECOMES ITS’ CONSCIOUS, ITS’ GREAT EXAMPLE AND GUIDING LIGHT. 

Ninon the speakeasy owner who teaches girls to sing, who uses her wealth to support girls that sing the blues, the jive, anything that comes up from their bones and their soul. Ninon helps to educate them, helps to coordinate them, helps them create their own networks and spaces full of women in flapper skirts and men’s suits who. 

F L E A. FLEA THE KENTUCKY MOONSHINER. THE FAST AND DANGEROUS QUEEN OF THE HILLS. PORTHOS THE EX-MOONSHINER FROM THE CITY. THE SLUM RAT WHO COULD SLITHER THROUGH A THOUSAND HOLES AND KNEW THE CHICAGO UNDERTOWN LIKE THE BACK OF HIS HAND. 

TREVILLE THE EX-POLICE SERGEANT STRUGGLING TO UPHOLD HIS SHIELD IN THE MIDST OF THE DEPRAVITY OF THE LAW BEING A GANG UNTO ITSELF. Because he has seen the same hell as Richelieu but he saw the grace in humanity, the ability of a man bleeding to death to haul his unconscious comrade from the muck so that he could life. He saw the resilience of humanity. The need for sentinels to protect the weakest, and it is a sentinel he tries to be. He lives in the grey areas of the law, sometimes PI, sometimes Pinkerton sometimes cop he lives a precariously uncertain existence, surviving by his wits and the connections he’s forged (for treville is a statesman as well, never believe the front he projects of a simple soldier). THE PEOPLE HE’S ADOPTED WHO HE TRIES TO TRAIN AS SENTINELS. HALF HIS PRIVATE ARMY THEY ARE THE COLLECTIONS OF THOSE HE HAS REACHED DOWN LIKE AN AVENGING ANGEL TO BLESS. THESE ARE THE PEOPLE IN WHOM HE SEES THAT SPARK OF COMPASSION FORGED IN FIRE. 

C O N S T A N C E THE SEAMSTRESS. THE WOMAN ON THE DAWNING EDGE OF THE SERVICE MOVEMENT, CARING FOR ORPHANS AND THE SICK THOUGH SHE IS IN A ROUGH POSITION TOO. CONSTANCE WHO GROWS IN CONFIDENCE WITH HER WORDS AND WIT AND BECOMES AN ACE REPORTER. CONSTANCE WITH A REPORTER FEDORA AND FLOWING DRESS AND ALWAYS HAS CRUMPLED BITS OF THE WIRE STICKING OUT OF HER PURSE.

M I L A D Y. A QUEEN OF SPEAKEASIES SHE IS HALF A CREATURE OF THOSE RENEGADE MUSKETEERS, THAT GANG OF BLUES WITH THEIR OWN COLORS AND THEIR OWN BADGES THAT BREAK THE KNEES OF JAKE DEALERS. MILADY WHO WHISPERS INTO THE CARDINALS EAR THE SECRETS OF HER CLIENTS AND COMPETITORS. MILADY WHO IS TRAPPED BETWEEN BEING A CREATURE OF CRUEL NECESSITY SO THAT OTHERS MIGHT BE THE GRACE SHE WISHES TO SEE IN THE WORLD, AND BEING A DARK AND COMPASSIONATE ANGEL.

GET YOUR PROHIBITION AU AWAY FROM ME DAMMIT TOO MANY FEELS 

definitelydope:

By Agata Serge

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hippity-hoppity-brigade:

if you think about it, probably everyone forgot. 

probably ginny has ptsd. probably she wakes up in the night remembering the suffocating feeling of her life draining away, of the cold floor of the chamber of secrets under her and the solidifying presence of tom, her only friend, standing over her and gloating. 

or worse, ginny dreams that tom still talks to her, still comforts her when no one else will, and she wakes up horrified at herself for missing that, for feeling comforted that in the dream tom still liked and didn’t blame her for ruining everything. because he tried to kill her — but still. he was the only one to talk to her all year. 

probably ginny thinks she’s damaged, thinks she’s broken, thinks she’s stupid and young and probably she cries a lot her summer before second year, gaining color slowly when molly feeds her copious amounts of comfort food but waking pale and sweating in the nights. 

probably ginny gets fed up with being coddled and being scared and being alone, alone enough for a predator to take advantage of her and isolate her. probably ginny makes an oath to herself in that summer, before she goes back to school, when her parents are tiptoeing around her and her brothers don’t know what to do with her, and the oath is this: she won’t be alone anymore. probably that’s when ginny resolves to talk to as many people as she can, to make friendships and study dates and to show off the curses she learned from charlie.

probably that’s the root of ginny’s fearlessness, the moment she throws off the covers and stands up and thinks i want to go back to school, the school where she almost died, because she isn’t going to forget and she isn’t going to let the memories stop her from living. from thriving. 

they are not mutually exclusive concepts: remembering and moving on. probably ginny remembers the fear and the isolation every day, remembers the tight feeling in her chest whenever she’d been on the verge of telling someone her secret, that a boy named tom talked to her in her diary, that she woke up covered in blood and feathers, that she was eleven years old and losing her mind. ginny remembers that, and she learns how to tell people things, how to form confidences and have girl-talks and listen to her instincts. ginny kisses people when she wants to, and she looks after her friends, and she learns wicked curses and laughs freely and never, ever forgets the feeling of being under her best friend’s spell. 

probably it’s easy for everyone to forget that ginny weasley, who can charm mcgonagall out of giving detention, was so quiet and mousy first year. probably even the girls in her year don’t know ginny as anything but a vivacious witch with a wide, challenging grin. 

probably by the time ginny brings it up to harry, she’s over the humiliation of being trapped so easily, of being saved by the boy who lived. probably she’s had time to come to terms with it, and probably she’s learned to turn the shame to anger at tom, at being used, to help harry and ron and hermione and all who would fight tom, her best friend, her first friend, the ghost who nearly killed her. 

probably ginny weasley is one of three people living who know voldemort as “tom.” 

probably these things are true, but we’ll never really know because the narrative forgot ginny weasley, and it’s a fucking travesty. 

weasleywrinkles:

kittykat1087:

imsirius:

Mark Williams and Julie Walters behind the scenes of Bill&Fleur’s wedding

This should have just been put in the movie, as mr and mrs weasley probably dance just like this.

THIS IS GOLD

frederick-chilton-ruined-my-life:

greatsenpai:

Every fandom’s got that trash character that everyone makes fun of but secretly everyone’s in love with him

frederick-chilton-ruined-my-life:

greatsenpai:

Every fandom’s got that trash character that everyone makes fun of but secretly everyone’s in love with him

lotrlockedwhovian:

cupcakesandtv:

Johansson was so determined to avoid looking like a movie star pretending to be a zookeeper running on empty and fueled only by her devotion to her motley assortment of big cats, zebras, and kangaroos that she refused to wear makeup for the film. A big deal for a female movie star, but it works, helping to anchor her performance in the details of actual manual labor—shoveling shit, feeding slabs of red meat to the lion and tigers—that we don’t see much of in American movies. (x)

#i’m sorry what? #that’s what your face looks like without any makeup? #well fuck me#i’m done #i give up

Holy shit I would ever thought she wasn’t wearing make up. Some people have all the luck…

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