They dance.
They laugh until laughing makes them kiss.
They kiss until kissing makes them laugh.
Matilde watches.
The Clean House, by Sarah Ruhl (via fuckyeahstagedirectons)

ohremus:

*seductively walks up to a hot person at a party* so what hogwarts house are you in? 

notthepopeiv:

thebearsupthere:

mrkristoferweston:

How to Tie "Flogging Cuffs" - © KnottyBoys

Exquisite.

Reblogging for future reference

americanwizarding:

Paradisio, Florida

Despite their best efforts, wizarding-society has never been completely able to expunge the magical from the records of its muggle counterpart. Indeed, the age of exploration was a nightmare for wizarding societies in the old word, which had to contend with the constant reports of muggle explorers bringing back wondrous tales of monsters and miracles: beautiful mermaids in the Caribbean, headless men in the depths of the Amazon, cities of gold, and, perhaps most alluring of all, a fountain whose waters could restore the flush and fecundity of youth. 

While it was, of course, troubling to deal with muggles who had seen such wonders (and, as a result, were more likely to believe in magic in their native countries as well), their tales also inspired a whole host of magical explorers, especially from Spain, which had only recently come under the sway of the Inquisition. Indeed, the results of the Reconquista were nightmarish for the magical population of that once glorious kingdom, who had enjoyed centuries of enlightened rule and progress under Muslim rule. So, of course, as the new world opened and the old world closed, many Spanish witches and wizards fled across the seas to make a new life for themselves. 

What a pleasure it was for them to find that so many of the tales those muggle sailors told were true. There were mermaids in the blue-waters of the Caribbean, and Blemmyes in the depths of the Amazon, and while there were no cities of gold, there were other places of power scattered about the landscape: strange upwellings of magic that had unexpected effects upon the landscape. One can only guess how many brave wizards and witches might have actually scoured the length of breadth of the Americas, seeking that mythical fountain of youth, but the closest anyone ever came was in Paradiso, Florida, located near the hearts of a swampland that would one day come to be known as the Everglades. 

No one is certain if it was the life inherent to that swamps that gave enchantment to the spring, or if it was the spring that gave such abundance to the land around it, but the magical waters that rise from the ground in that place drew Spanish witches and wizards like a moth to a flame. Though far from capable of granting eternal youth, the waters of the fountain do have remarkable restorative powers, and as a base greatly increase the potency of healing potions. The well itself was built by Bartolome Sanz in  1615, and by 1650 a thriving center of Spanish magic had come to grow around it. To this day, Paradiso remains as the oldest all-magical community in North America.

Modernly the community is very concerned with the gradual decimation of the Everglades that surround their town, and have put considerable pressure on the AWC Congress to, in turn, pressure the muggle authorities to put protections in the place for the wetlands where magical power exists in such abundance.

americanwizarding:

Paradisio, Florida

Despite their best efforts, wizarding-society has never been completely able to expunge the magical from the records of its muggle counterpart. Indeed, the age of exploration was a nightmare for wizarding societies in the old word, which had to contend with the constant reports of muggle explorers bringing back wondrous tales of monsters and miracles: beautiful mermaids in the Caribbean, headless men in the depths of the Amazon, cities of gold, and, perhaps most alluring of all, a fountain whose waters could restore the flush and fecundity of youth.

While it was, of course, troubling to deal with muggles who had seen such wonders (and, as a result, were more likely to believe in magic in their native countries as well), their tales also inspired a whole host of magical explorers, especially from Spain, which had only recently come under the sway of the Inquisition. Indeed, the results of the Reconquista were nightmarish for the magical population of that once glorious kingdom, who had enjoyed centuries of enlightened rule and progress under Muslim rule. So, of course, as the new world opened and the old world closed, many Spanish witches and wizards fled across the seas to make a new life for themselves.

What a pleasure it was for them to find that so many of the tales those muggle sailors told were true. There were mermaids in the blue-waters of the Caribbean, and Blemmyes in the depths of the Amazon, and while there were no cities of gold, there were other places of power scattered about the landscape: strange upwellings of magic that had unexpected effects upon the landscape. One can only guess how many brave wizards and witches might have actually scoured the length of breadth of the Americas, seeking that mythical fountain of youth, but the closest anyone ever came was in Paradiso, Florida, located near the hearts of a swampland that would one day come to be known as the Everglades.

No one is certain if it was the life inherent to that swamps that gave enchantment to the spring, or if it was the spring that gave such abundance to the land around it, but the magical waters that rise from the ground in that place drew Spanish witches and wizards like a moth to a flame. Though far from capable of granting eternal youth, the waters of the fountain do have remarkable restorative powers, and as a base greatly increase the potency of healing potions. The well itself was built by Bartolome Sanz in  1615, and by 1650 a thriving center of Spanish magic had come to grow around it. To this day, Paradiso remains as the oldest all-magical community in North America.

Modernly the community is very concerned with the gradual decimation of the Everglades that surround their town, and have put considerable pressure on the AWC Congress to, in turn, pressure the muggle authorities to put protections in the place for the wetlands where magical power exists in such abundance.

indevampire:

i think there is no greater dark magic than the cha-cha slide

you will never get a group of people obeying every command so quickly as you will by putting on that song.

every previous conversation grinds to a halt as everyone goes to the left and then takes it back now y’all

nentindo:

kidshade:

ediebrit:

IM FUCKING SCREAMING

IM IN FUCKING STITCHES 

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the only thing funnier than this video are the comments on it

albinwonderland:

ediebrit:

oh my fucking god

huge fucking trigger warning but oh my god

flowersam:

you ever look at a kink and think “nah” then a few years later look at the same kink and go “actually yes”