do you think like 600 years ago book nerds got real mad when the printing press was invented because filthy casuals could get books without having to copy them out themselves
Actually yes they did
and there were certain ancient Greeks who were angry when writing was invented, because it meant that literature was more accessible to the filthy casual masses
true shit, people
People never change do they
we got taller
me: oh my god guys what if secret history coffeeshop au
me: imagine henry winter trying to run a coffeeshop. that is literally it. that is the tweet. that is my life.
me: IMAGINE HENRY WINTER TRYING TO MANAGE A COFFEESHOP OWNED BY JULIAN MORROW. THIS IS LITERALLY THE PEAK OF MY ARTISTIC CAREER
martha: oh jesus christ
me: this is flat out as good as an idea is ever going to get. this is the apex of my writing. this is it
me: imagine francis as the barista who’s permanently on a smoke break. imagine bunny OH MY GOD IMAGINE BUNNY TRYING TO WORK IN A COFFEESHOP
me: RICHARD PAPEN APPLIES TO WORK AT A COFFEESHOP BECAUSE HE THINKS IT’LL BE LIKE A COFFEESHOP AU
me: richard papen thinks that henry is so impressive and businesslike and that everyone Has Their Lives Together
me: in the meantime charles keeps a bottle of scotch under the counter to spike his coffee to get him through the day
me: camilla tosses her hair at the register and richard is carried away in paroxysms of ecstasy
martha: he pours espresso down his shirt. francis makes a very bored pass at him in the break room as he’s changing his shirt
me: charles also gives an uncomfortably intimate Stare. richard can’t tell if it’s bc he’s shirtless or bc he’s scalded himself
me: julian stops by every so often to carry one of them away on a trip to roast beans and also instill in them his life philosophies
me: ‘and what does one seek in coffee? TERROR, my boy. coffee is terror.’
martha: richard wonders where all these coffee-stained bedsheets are coming from and why everyone whispers in corners these days
me: one morning he finds a carafe full of bits of burlap boiling away. the next-door cat vibrates uncontrollably for a few days
me: ‘there are beans all over the floor,’ richard points out. ‘it’s part of henry’s method,’ camilla says vaguely. richard puts away the broom & marvels at the sophistication of it all. behind him a small child slips & falls in a pile of beans. ‘how plebeian’ he thinks distastefully
martha: richard hopes the espresso machine likes him.
This would be the greatest au of all time.
The Secret History HP AU with Henry as Tom Riddle and Julian as Slughorn, departing dangerous information onto his star pupil, who is slightly unsettling in his intensity. The whole group is part of his ‘slug club’, where they discuss things such as immortality and ancient magic.
"But it exists, doesn’t it?" Henry pressed.
Julian stared down at his butterbeer in contemplation.
"Yes, it exists."
Henry looked pleased, and Julian hurried to backtrack.
"But it’s very dark. Dangerous stuff, Greek Magic. Best to leave it in the theoretical realm, you understand?"
"Of course professor."
But Julian couldn’t help worrying that night as he graded papers. Knowledge was power after all, and one could do terrible things with power. (Terrible, but great.)
Also here is a thing on the parallels between Julian and Slughorn
sirius making fun of remus for being interested in learning other languages so remus puts a language charm on him that makes everything sirius says come out in german
so then for the rest of the day remus has to translate for him and its like “whats he saying now?” “oh hes asking me to tell you your eyes look stunning today, james”
(angry garbled german)
"absolutely spiffing, he says"
did i mention austria/hungary is my nega-otp
Artist of my favourite prissy Austria
Notice for the ghosts:
I’ve abandoned Tumblr for a while; I’ve abandoned the internet full stop for a while. This is due to a few factors, mostly real life pressing on me; preoccupation with transitioning and the issues that go along with that; and my sudden worrying obsession with certain stupid fucking boybands who need to stop and get away from me because god damnit I am a twenty three year old man and this is embarrassing. Mostly the real life thing though. I might return; I’m really not sure right now, what with Homestuck taking its megabreak, Ouran being pretty much all over, and Hetalia doing I don’t even know what. But if I don’t, it’s been fun and I love you all.
During the Annual Pantheons Meeting, the gods of the Dead just look for a corner away from sunlight and bitch about people.
I’m not entirely sure about how this happened, but Hades and Anubis might be my new brotp.
I just love how Anubis is just drinking a Margarita like “Sup.”
Ok so Anubis is the Egyptian god of death so good for getting that right but technically Hades is the god of the underworld…The Greek god of death is Thanatos, not Hades…sorry im just a huge geek when it comes to gods and this kinda bugged me that you said Hades was the god of death~
Just enjoy the comic~
I like you.
just imagine a room full of dads all wearing polo shirts and sneakers telling awful jokes to each other and they all find it hilarious
Oh god my dad would be in that room
you walk into the room and go: “dad please let’s go home i am hungry”
and they all turn around collectively and chant: “HI HUNGRY I’M DAD”