SHOUT OUT TO THE THEATRE KIDS

autisticsarahwilliams:

i-stole-them-from-the-president:

  • SHOUT OUT TO EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO HAS TAKEN HOMEWORK TO REHEARSALS AND SAT AT THE BACK OF A AUDITORIUM TO DO IT.
  • SHOUT OUT TO EVERY ONE OF YOU WHO HAS BEEN REJECTED FOR SOMETHING YOU’VE WANTED ALL YOUR LIFE
  • SHOUT OUT TO EVERYBODY WHO HAS PREPARED FOR AN AUDITION FOR MONTHS ONLY TO NOT GET A RECALL
  • SHOUT OUT TO EVERYONE WHO GOT A DREAM PART ONLY TO BE BITCHED ABOUT BEHIND THEIR BACK ABOUT IT
  • SHOUT OUT TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU WHO HAS STAYED UP UNTIL GOD KNOWS WHAT TIME TO LEARN A DANCE OR PRACTICE A ROUTINE
  • SHOUT OUT TO YOU IF YOU’VE AUDITIONED FOR A PART, ONLY TO NOT GET IT BECAUSE OF YOU’RE LOOKS.

SHOUT OUT TO THE THEATRE KIDS

YOU’RE ALL AMAZING

YOU’RE ALL FANTASTIC

YOU’RE ALL THE BEST

Shout-out to the theatre kids who are sewing costumes and painting sets at 3 AM

Shout-out to the theatre kids running light and sound boards.

Shout-out to the theatre kids whose parents don’t come see the shows because they aren’t onstage 

Shout-out to the theatre kids who don’t get to bow at curtain call, the ones who don’t get the credit they deserve.

sirussly:

lizziebennetinjapan:

sirussly:

lizziebennetinjapan:

“Hagrid gulped, but no words came out. 

“Could you write it down?” Harry suggested.

“Nah – can’t spell it. All right – Dildo Lover Rat Mom. ” Hagrid shuddered. “Don’
make me say it again.” 

“Sir?” said Harry. “I’ve been thinking… sir – even if the Stone’s gone, Dil-, I mean, You-Know- Who –”
“Call him Dildo Lover Rat Mom, Harry. Always use the proper name for things. Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.”

Harry turned this news over in his mind. He was starting to get a
prickle of fear every time You- Know-Who was mentioned. He supposed this
was all part of entering the magical world, but it had been a lot more
comfortable saying “Dildo Lover Rat Mom” without worrying.

“Hagrid, he’d have
found out somehow, this is Dildo Lover Rat Mom we’re talking about, he’d have
found out even if you hadn’t told him.”

“Yeh could’ve died!” sobbed Hagrid. “An’ don’ say the name!”

DILDO LOVER RAT MOM!” Harry bellowed, and Hagrid was so shocked, he stopped
crying. 

toast-ranger-to-a-stranger:

subterranean-lovesick-alien:

latinkilledtheromans:

My favorite head canon is that Mcgonagall actually had a pet cat that looks EXACTLY like her animagus form and lets it wander around Hogwarts to put all her coworkers on edge

It’s only after it pisses in Snape’s office, jumps up on Flitwick’s lap and starts kneading, and serenely and thoroughly licks its ass in front of Sprout that they begin to suspect. Dumbledore, of course, knew the whole time, and played along–having entire one-sided conversations with it, letting it sit in on meetings McGonagall didn’t particularly feel like attending, and occasionally Charming objects like quills and parchment to make it seem like the cat was grading

MINNY MCGEE STRIKES AGAIN