What's Up With This Trend Of Rebooting Beloved Cartoons From Our Childhood And In An Attempt To Make

What's up with this trend of rebooting beloved cartoons from our childhood and in an attempt to make it progressive and diverse they end up being more racist, sexist, homophobic and offensive than the og cartoon?

there are truly few things more nerve-wracking than cold emailing a professor whose work you have read and think is very cool and you have never actually met them in person to beg for a research position.

I feel like most people when asked to get rid of one book/movie choose The Chamber of Secrets.

I just finished rereading the book and will watch the movie tonight. And all I can think about is why would you want to get rid of the book/movie that has Gilderoy Lockhart, Tom Riddle, and our first look at Lucius Malfoy.

Then again, they're three of my favorite characters so I'm just a little bit biased.

Heterochromia/Soulmate AU

Because a bedtime story may be more than just that. Cause magic defines our fates since the very beggining.

They are bonded, always has been.

All I did was try my best, this the kind of thanks I get? Unrelentlessly upset; they say these are the golden years, but I wish I could disappear. Ego crush so severe. GOD, it’s brutal out here!

Chapter Two: The Diary of Nostradamus

"What are we doing here, anyway?"

"I'll read your fortunes," said Lavender, pulling a pack of cards from the pocket of her pyjamas.

"I don't believe in that stuff," said Ruby, scoffing. She cast an admiring look at the professors' table, eyes lingering on Dumbledore's chair.

"Oh, yeah? You'll believe me when that dead boy from Walpurgis Night turns up."

Ruby shivered instinctively, remembering the harrowing sight. Could it really come to pass? To be honest, during the Welcoming Feast, she had looked carefully at anyone who bore a resemblance to the mirror-reflection through the puddle but did not find him.

Scrying, she knew, was purportedly possible; an ancient art popularized in Europe by Nostradamus himself.

Nostradamus... but... the diary... how strange. It couldn't be anything real; she didn't know how to scry, didn't believe in it, and furthermore, what could Borgin possibly know?

"He won't turn up, Lav, 'cause he's dead!" she retorted before the thought grew too worrying.

"Read mine!" said Parvati.

Lavender then picked three cards, things she described as The High Priestess or The Hermit or The Hanged Man, and then began to come up with all sorts of explanations for them, which seemed ridiculous to Ruby.

"That's not even real Divination," she said, jumping off the table. "Real Seers have to go into a trance."

Term begins, snakes speak, suspicions grow, and drama is ever-present.

Read from the beginning at AO3|FFN!