"Wait- is that Harry Potter on a date?! With MY daughter?! Dammit, Voldemort is going to kill us if he... Shit, guess I'm joining Dumbledore now. To hell with it. I'm still beating Dobby with the blunt end of an axe when I get home. Tradition must be upheld, as always."
DO NOT FAULTER, MEN OF VALOR.
YOU. MUST.
YEARN.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of MALFOID.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of MALFOID.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of MALFOID.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of The Light.
Carry The Light of MALFOID.
YOU MUST CARRY MALFOID IN YOUR HEART.
FOREVERMORE.
#malfoid
A lot of casuals won’t understand that what you’re asking for is impossible. The perpetrators behind these shows, they can’t help themselves.
It’s their religion, their cult. They are dedicated to their delusions, through and through.
They will empty their bank accounts, very well knowing no return will happen, if it means they can destroy what young men love and enjoy.
There is no reasoning with them, no logic to be had. Any attempt will result in denial and lies, deceit and deflection.
Why is Malfoid popular? She appeals to young normal men. She represents the hatred, the hatred that normal young men face almost daily, turning into something loving.
She is the antithesis to the modern production.
She is kind, sweet, and caring. She is love. Her character holds the idea that young normal men can have something of their own in the age of degeneracy, lust, and destruction. Malfoid shines a light to those who have lost her counterparts to the modern day.
Luke Skywalker? Washed-up hermit. Indiana Jones? Outclassed by a perky, spiteful woman. Wolverine? Cucked by Sabretooth, has to be saved by Mystique and Jean Gray. Spider-Man? Beaten by a fridge in a game, lets a mass murderer go free in the movie. Avatar? I mean, look down below. Not to mention Korra and the new movie. Ghostbusters, He-Man, Mortal Kombat, Call of Duty, Titanfall, pretty much every single classic Disney film ever.
Reinvented, to hate.
Halo is gone. Marvel is gone. DC is gone. The average triple AAA game hates you for existing, hates you for wanting a good game, hates you for appreciating beauty, class, and respect.
Malfoid is complete reversal of this. She loves you for existing. She loves you for wanting a good story. She is beauty, class, and respect.
As cliché as it is to say, “it’s not about the money, it’s about sending a message.”
They want to convert you to their religion. They want you to be brainwashed into their cult.
Hate loveliness, hate refinement, hate the elderly, hate the young, hate white people, hate the child growing inside you, hate the nuclear family, hate normalcy.
Hate the normal young man.
They desire you to be crushed, brought down to their level. They experience neither joy, nor love. Resentment for themselves is all they know.
And if they resent themselves, you must do the same. If you don’t comply, you are an enemy to them, and therefore everything you love and cherish must be annihilated.
Do not listen to them. Do not engage with them. Do not watch their shows. Do not watch their movies.
Create your own Malfoid. Write your own stories, and share them. Create art that brightens the soul, not that promotes degeneracy.
This world will give you nothing. In fact, it will incinerate what you love.
So you will create your own.
Harry Potter is an excellent example of the fact that technical writing ability is basically a waste of time and your ability to make airtight plots doesn't actually have much to do with how much people like your work.
Harry Potter has like a trillion plot holes in every book, the worldbuilding is pretty nonsensical, and a bunch of the systems like wizard fighting is really stupid. Yet, it's one of the biggest media franchises of all time and that's because it made people feel things that they liked. It communicated a message to their soul and resonated with them.
The wacky world and crazy plot doesn't get hyper-examined by the 3rd grader reading it, instead they are immersed in a whimsical world that feels both comfortable, adventurous, and like it's filled with a million possibilities to explore. You don't need the most technically incredible plot or prose to make a good story, you just need to communicate a feeling to the audience.
Guess Again, Potter
(Malfoid x Chamber of Secrets)
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Harry lay on the ground, having caught the snitch, but his arm was broken. He couldn’t get out of the way of the rogue bludger, as it violently shot at him like an angry, sentient cannonball. He rolled left of it, barely avoiding it. But the ball seemed to know its weakness, and then, it struck his broken arm. Harry cried out in pain as it bashed into his arm, the crowd gasping in shock. The ball wasn’t done, though, for it bashed its stomach next, like a soldier still fighting in a war that had already been ended. Blood shot from Harry’s mouth.
Malfoid, having been knocked off her broom and humiliated chasing Harry, beheld before her this scene. She hated him for once again beating away at her already fractured ego from last year’s loss, but she couldn’t let this happen. She outran the crowd, including Ron and that wretched mudblood Hermoine, and darted into the thick cloud of sand and smoke, the sound of crashing and bashing. She could barely make out the zooming solid object that was the Bludger, beating into Harry like he insulted its mother. Finally, with timing, she carefully shot out a spell, causing the Bludger to burst into little metal pebbles. Harry lay on the ground, bloodied and beaten as the smoke cleared.
Malfoid raced over and cradled him in her arms.
“That’s not a good look for you. You-Know-Who couldn’t kill you, but a giant metal ball coming dangerously close?”
“Her—-Hermoine…?” he asked, confused and disoriented.
“Guess again, Potter.” Malfoid snapped.
Hermoine and Ron ran over, the crowd in tow.
“Harry, are you okay?” Asked Hermoine.
“Does he LOOK okay to you, Know-It-All?” Barked Malfoid. “Help me get this stupid boy to safety before he gets even more glory by being the boy who died AFTER beating Slytherin.”
Hermoine glared at Malfoid, eager to put her in her place, but realized more was at stake here. She ran over to Harry, barely conscious, and the two girls, one with an emerald-lined coat, the other scarlet, slung the boy’s arms over their shoulders and walked him slowly away from the crowd.
“So where do you propose we take him, Know-It-All?”
“Hospital wing. Where else?” said Hermoine. “But first, he needs a bit of air from the onlookers.”
Harry’s foot hit a rock and he landed face first into the grass.
Hermoine stopped and gasped.
“UGH! You really are hopeless!” Barked Malfoid, grabbing Harry’s upper body and holding him tightly against her. “FINE! Lay here a minute, you clumsy idiot. That ball wasn’t even hitting you that hard…”
Hermoine sat opposite Malfoid and stroked Harry’s face. She turned gently to Malfoid.
“I appreciate you helping me, Malfoid.” She spoke.
“Keep your thanks, mudblood! I’m not doing this for you! I hate what this little lightning scarred DEVIL has done to my House, and if he dies, people SURELY wouldn’t stop talking about him.”
Harry, with the little strength he had, tried to utter a thank you. Malfoid covered his mouth.
“Shut up. Save you breath and thank me AFTER you body finally decides to heal itself.”
Ron, who had gotten lost in the crowd, finally caught up to the three and couldn’t believe the surreal sight in front of him.
Malfoid…? Holding Harry? Rats and frogs living together?
All the character rewrites are hilarious:
Unhinged Dumbledore
Chad Potter
Lovesmitten Dracaena
Straight-man Snape
Competent Lockhart
War criminal McGonagall
Wingman Sirius
If it could be animated it would be the greatest anime of all time.