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"I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am. I am. I am."

violet. 21. she/her. gryffindor. enfj. gemini sun. aquarius moon&rising. music fanatic. aesthetic hoe™. usually found crying over the found family trope and good character development. really passionate about a lot of different things. wants to leave a mark upon the world. daydreams 24/7. soulmate of october ♥

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accio-shitpost:

that scene where lupin blatantly bullshits that he’s never seen the marauders map before to snape, reblog if you agree

euphemiapotter:

the first wizarding war: The Marauders, [Sep 1971 — May 1998, dissolved by Remus Lupin’s death]  

The Marauders were a group of four Gryffindors and classmates: Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black, and James Potter. The four attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from 1971-1978. They had a knack for rule-breaking and mischief-making. While at Hogwarts they also created the Marauder’s Map, which continues to help future generations of mischief-makers.

The Marauders would all go on to become members of the original Order of the Phoenix against the Dark Lord, Voldemort, as adults. Peter Pettigrew later turned on his friends in favor of Voldemort’s protection; leading to James and Lily Potter’s deaths. 

the-marauders:

@marauderseranetwork​’s august event → sirius black

“sirius was a brave, clever, and energetic man, and such men are not usually content to sit at home in hiding while they believe others to be in danger.”

euphemiapotter:

For the first time ever, I had friends, three great friends. Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew and, of course, your father, Harry, James Potter.

Now, my three friends could hardly fail to notice that I disappeared once a month. I made up all sorts of stories. I told them my mother was ill, and that I had to go home to see her, I was terrified they would desert me the moment they found out what I was. But of course, they, like you, Hermione, worked out the truth.

And they didn’t desert me at all. Instead they did something for me that would make my transformations not only bearable, but the best times of my life. They became Animagi.

Good Fuckin Tropes™

cryptid-kaz:

  • Characters realizing for the first time that their injury is going to scar horrifically 
  • character A: *reveals something shocking* - character B: okay - character A: why aren’t you freaking out - character B: it’s been a weird fucking day man
  • Characters having complete breakdowns after realizing they’re becoming one of/have always been one of the monsters their side is fighting 
  • Character going absolutely berserk and tearing the enemy apart after someone they care about is killed/injured 
  • Big menacing characters being absolute nerds and sweethearts 
  • On the flip side, tiny cute characters that will fuck you up 
  • Heroes realizing they can’t fight on their own, but can win with the Power of Friendship 
  • Character A: Yeah, I can’t make you do *thing,* but they can - character B: *smirks*
  • Character being ridiculously proud of their best friend and showing them off and cheering them on way more than necessary 
  • Character suddenly realizing they’ve been in love with their best friend for years in an “oh shit” moment 
  • “Remove your weapons” *removes weapons* “ALL your weapons” *removes even more weapons* “ALL OF THEM” *removes one more giant weapon that realistically couldn’t be hidden anywhere on the human body* 
  • Talking animals getting offended when humans assume they’re just dumb regular animals 
  • A group of characters that has no idea how to deal with a child getting saddled with having to take care of a kid 
  • Characters talking to their dead SO’s grave 
  • Sweet innocent characters that cuss like sailors 

Feel free to add on! 

thesethings-willchange:

death by a thousand cuts is truly one of the best songs taylor has ever written. the beginning part being the voice echoes in your head because the person is still all over your mind no matter what? chills. “i ask the traffic lights if it’ll be alright they say i don’t know”? genius and insanely relatable when all you want is a sign you’ll be okay even though you’re currently falling apart. the ranting bridge spilling all the anxiety you’re desperately trying to hold in but it keeps coming out anyway? FELT THAT. the voice crack during the last chorus because it’s not okay?? YEAH. this song is just it in every way and i am forever thankful it exists.

odairannies:

                                 my heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue
                                       all’s well that ends well to end up with you
                                        swear to be overdramatic and true to my
                                                                  l o v e r

concerningwolves:

Full offense but your writing style is for you and nobody else. Use the words you want to use; play with language, experiment, use said, use adverbs, use “unrealistic” writing patterns, slap words you don’t even know are words on the page. Language is a sandbox and you, as the author, are at liberty to shape it however you wish. Build castles. Build a hovel. Build a mountain on a mountain or make a tiny cottage on a hill. Whatever it is you want to do. Write.

glorious-spoon:

Thinking about Steve Harrington and why I really love his redemption arc, and I think one of the big things is that, like… he doesn’t really get anything out of it? He gets his ass kicked in every season. His girlfriend dumps him (after cheating on him, depending on how you interpret everything that went down with Nancy and Jonathan). He went from the being the most popular guy in the school to a loser, a joke. His social circle consists of middle school students. The next girl he falls for turns out to be a lesbian. He couldn’t get into college and is working a shitty minimum wage job in an embarrassing uniform. In his words, he makes three bucks an hour and he has no future.

Like, he’s never rewarded by the narrative for becoming a good person, and he’s never given any Freudian excuses for how much of a dick he was through most of S1. He just realized that he was being shitty and decided to do better. I appreciate that.

eponinemylove:

Not to be right on main but Neil Josten is the physical embodiment of “actually, fuck it”

like his mother died and the first thing he did was go back to playing the sport that she knew would get him killed??? iconic

I mean he was terrified of Kevin figuring out his identity and adamantly protested going on TV and then, surprise, there’s also Riko? Who is the Only Other Person Neil should be worried about recognizing him as Nathaniel. So for a couple of minutes at least he manages to make himself unnoticed (because y’know, his LIFE kinda depends on that) but then Riko stays talking some bullshit and what does Neil do? He goes “you know what? guess we’re doing this now” and proceeds to drag that motherfucker on live television. All that self-preservation instinct GONE in about .05 seconds while his two brain cells stroke and die off

And he does this,,, just so many times throughout the series. So, yeah. Everyone drop an f in the chat for Neil Abram “Nevermind, Fuck Y’all” Josten

adoringelizabetholsen:

Elizabeth Olsen photographed by Amanda Friedman for The Telegraph (2015)

I find a strange comfort in sadness.
It’s what I know and no one can ever take it from me because there is nothing to take.
It almost feels a little like home to me, like it’s where I belong.
I grew up here and it’s the place I always return to….
No matter what I do or where I go in life I always end up back here.
For me, there is a distinct fear in happiness.
Deep seated and unrelenting because I know deep down it won’t last. It’s never truly mine, and eventually something or someone will take it away because it doesn’t belong to me.
Like you never did.
It’s terrifying how your life changes without your consent.
You meet someone one day and before you realise it's happening you’re falling in love with them and it’s too late to stop. It’s like that reoccurring dream where you’re driving towards a red light and suddenly the brakes don’t work. It’s terror in slow motion. You’re drifting …. Drifting towards the intersection with your foot to the floor so hard you’re practically standing and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. It’s out of your control, you know you’re going to crash so hard it’s going to kill you….
But just before that inevitable moment you wake up and you feel relieved. It’s okay, it was just a bad dream. You’re in love and everything’s okay… So you walk around in your half dream state blissfully unaware you’re still asleep until the point that you wake up for real one day to the realisation that they’re gone.
And there you are, sobbing like a 2 year old because you didn’t ask for this. This isn’t fair, this isn’t right. You saw the red light ahead… and you tried so hard to put the brakes on
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How do you love someone and just… walk away? Just like that.
You just, go on as normal…. You get up, get dressed, go to work…
How can you do that?
How can you be okay with that?
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