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Stay humble, no matter how much you changed for the better. Stay kind, no matter how many people broke your heart. And stay hopeful, no matter how many times you’ve been let down.

The Most Important Thing in Life is… (via letters-from-alex)

#inspirational #thoughts #stay positive

sentrysvoid

Look, I ain’t in this for your revolution, and I’m not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I’m in it for the money.

blindoptimism

every time all my shows go on hiatus i get excited and tell myself that i’ll use this break to catch up on everything and then i just end up rewatching the same shows i’ve seen a million times

teen-wolf-archive

And what shape would an increasingly confused and angrier-by-the-second father take?

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If you don’t think these actors are just as precious as you are to me then you’re wrong.

teddylacroix

RUPERT AND HIS ICE CREAM TRUCK I JUST CAN’T

imaginesharrypotter

Harry Potter + text posts (6/?): Welcome to the 74th annual Triwizard Games.

Bonus -

masha-russia

Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.

Very (un)Happy 89 Birthday, Tom Marvolo Riddle! The story wouldn’t exist without you.

bisexualgambit

We don’t know how James and Sirius met Remus but I’ve always liked the idea that since September 1st, 1971 was super close to a full moon, Remus was super irritable and so while there all waiting to be sorted, this pureblood kid looks at him and sees that Remus has the traits of a muggle and asks “what are you, a mudblood?” And Remus, who has dealt with ignorance his whole fucking life is fed up with this kid so he whips around and just says “halfblood, pureblood, muggle born, doesn’t matter, I’ll still know more about magic than a posh wank stain like you.” And everyone is just stunned but James and Sirius are both just smiling like idiots because “oh my god we found our third.”

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Being popular and going to a school dance or event with someone that has down syndrome or autism or any other disability is not “brave” it’s not an “inspiration” it’s being a fucking person. It shouldn’t be this this huge thing like “Wow. She’s attractive and took a kid in a wheelchair to Prom. She’s so amazing.” No. People with disabilities are not items. They are not charity cases. They are people. Treat them as such.

forthebluedays

#thg #willow shields

messrsmemoirs

Shortly before Remus Lupin’s fifth birthday, as he slept peacefully in his bed, Fenrir Greyback forced open the boy’s window and attacked him.

Remus Lupin’s full bio, Pottermore.

This is a disturbing bit of information. A lot is said with so little, as is perhaps Jo’s hallmark, but imagine the implications here.

At this particular time, Remus is four years old. He is at the age where many children are sent to attend preschool, and he is able to finally play outside by himself, to eat his own food at the table without any help, and is highly intrigued by humor and makes “poo-poo” jokes just to be daring and self-confident–because he can, because he’s a big kid now. He’s at an age where he is less a toddler and more a true child. He’s more adventurous and daring, and begins to explore his own personality. Remus is a happy child who probably giggles a lot and jumps on the bed just because Daddy said no.

Many children do not remember things before their third or fourth birthday, but Remus is nearing five years old. Whether or not he would have remembered this event in it’s entirety, the event would have been lasting in his mind and Remus would be left with a glaring image that is neither complete truth nor total lie. For Remus, this event was almost surely the “beginning of his life.” In the strange way none of us remember anything before this breakaway point and “none of it happened,” Remus probably does not remember anything before this attack. This was both the literal and figurative birth of Remus Lupin, werewolf.

Moreover, the nature of the attack is clearly hinted at and the potential horror is astounding. Werewolves don’t force open windows. Paws cannot force open windows. This means that Fenrir Greyback had to have entered the Lupin household before moonrise, just prior to his transformation. He did it silently, because Remus fails to grasp at such a young age that the attack was purposeful. He wasn’t scared until the attack itself. But the noise level is irrelevant, because even if there was silence before once the moon rose it wouldn’t have mattered. Four-year-old Remus would be trapped in his bedroom watching a man transform into a murderous beast right in front of him, and although he screams as loud as he can if Fenrir had time to pry open the window he probably had time to block the door. Lyall can’t get to his son in time, whatever happened. And that kind of trauma is lasting. Whenever Remus goes to sleep now, he is terrified of the memory. He is plagued with nightmares. He is so sick because he’s so small, and he can’t possibly understand why.

Until it happens. Until Remus becomes the thing that haunted his dreams for a month, and nothing can fix that. Much of our personality is formed in these tender years, and the psychological impact of the attack would actually continue to affect Remus for the rest of his life. Not just physically, but psychologically, as well. More than nightmares and new fears, Remus must deal with the new reality of his parents constantly looking tired, constantly worrying, constantly moving around, constantly lying. And Remus can’t help but think it’s his fault, because he’s the sick one. If he wasn’t sick, everything would be better.

That one sentence in the expanse of Remus’ bio is as descriptive as much of the remaining text. And there’s something to be said in the end that Remus’ boggart was not Fenrir. It was not fear of the event that tormented him in childhood, but of his own lack of control during his loss of control. Whatever else the event could have continued to do to him, it didn’t dominate him. Being a werewolf was Remus’ life, of course. Everything he did came through that filter. But he did not hate Fenrir for what he was. He says that he pitied the man who bit him at first, knowing how it felt to transform. But Remus never openly hates Fenrir. He hates that he himself is a werewolf more than he hates the man who made him so, and that’s a huge sign of internal character. That’s who Remus really is when we cut through layers of stigma and self hate.

(via messrsmemoirs)

#remus lupin #hp