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When Albus was little, he spit up on my ‘uncle’ Dudley. Well, spit up is putting it lightly.
- J. S. P.

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most embarrassing family story?
When Albus was little, he spit up on my ‘uncle’ Dudley. Well, spit up is putting it lightly.
- J. S. P.
but lucy is actually ur best friend right
Lucy is an enigma. Labeling her as anything other than that would be a heinous miscarriage of justice. Plus, I know I’m not her best friend and I’m not that masochistic. At least with Dom, I know what she thinks of me. With Lucy it’s like... Mate, it’s complicated. Teenage girls are weird.
- J. S. P.
best friend?
Dominininininique
- J. S. P.
who is eagle one, been there done that, currently doing that, it happened once in a dream, if i had to pick a dude, and eagle two?
I’m eagle one, of course. Been there (wanted) to do that is Alice; currently (wanting) to do that is Lee; it happened once in a dream is Scorpius; if I had to pick a dude is Cae. Oh, eagle two is literally all of my relatives.
- J. S. P.
caelum:
“Please, Potter. Don’t flatter yourself. You don’t have that much of an affect on me.” Caelum lets out a snort and nudges James’ leg playfully from his position on the floor. He rolls his eyes at the titles he’s been given, but secretly finding them all quite amusing. “Are you sure about that? If anything, these past few years I’ve been receiving more negative responses than positive. And maybe the occasional polarized one, but I’m far from being the most favorable person around here.” He lets out another laugh at ‘Caelum The Douche’ because yeah, that’s a pretty accurate one. “Oi, I’m not going to name any names or anything, but I have heard a few names for James Potter himself. ‘James The Asshat’ is by far my favorite.”
He only grins and rolls his eyes. “I’m not mean, Jamesy. You and I both know I’m the nicest bloke to ever step foot in this place. I’m so nice, I could be a Hufflepuff along with you. I’m a particularly good finder and unafraid of toil, if I do say so myself.” The bad mood he was previously in seems to be wearing down, and by a fast rate if Caelum had anything to say about it. He’s not sure whether it’s because he’s ignoring it and pushing it in the back of his mind like he does with all of his feelings, or if it’s just the change in topic that’s getting him back on the right footing. Whatever the case may be, Caelum is pleased to know he won’t have to cry again tonight. “I’m not gonna judge you, mate. And I’m not going to tell. It’s me.” With all the suspense James was building about the person he fancied, it was impossible for him to pinpoint who it was because honestly, it could have been anyone. There were no clues or hints, and he’s left completely in the dark. But goddamn, when he hears the words ‘Radley’ leave the lips of the other boy, Cae’s jaw literally drops. Holy fucking shit. James Potter has a crush on Radley Lestrange… and it’s brilliant.
Cae finds the entire situation ironic. Mostly because he literally listened to Radley spout off about his feelings for James not even a few days previous. And Cae’s not ashamed to toot his own horn because he was actually right when he told Rads that James most likely fancied him back after he was informed of all of the things James did to get Rads’ attention. The signs were there, and boy, he can’t wait to tell James all the dirty details about Rads’ crush on him. Yeah, Cae knows he’s probably not going to hear the end of this for a really long time, but if it means it’ll get him about twenty steps closer to getting with the man of his dreams, then so be it. He doesn’t think Radley will complain about it, or at least be mad at him for that long. With the biggest smirk on his face, Cae speaks again, “Holy shit – James, you probably aren’t going to believe me, but what I’m going to tell you is completely true.”
“-- If you make fun of Hufflepuff, things are going to get Huffleruff for you,” was almost gotten out seriously until James got a good look at his friend’s face. For whatever reason, Caelum just had a hilarious face. “Hey, that’s James Sirius Potter to you. I don’t want to be mixed up with the first James the Asshat.” He took a moment to let his laughs settle, pausing a moment to just sit in the easier atmosphere they’d created.
At his friend’s reaction to who exactly he liked, though, the edge was back. “Don’t,” Jay says like Caelum is about to say the most offensive thing to ever come out of anyone’s mouth. “Don’t even talk about it, I know. God, it’s such a horrific mess, Caelum. He’s-- You know him, he just broke up with Stella, he’s got all these responsibilities. He’s straight-- Probably? I don’t know, I don’t want to ask him that.It’s all just a huge mess and I’m going to die,” not tense enough to ease in the dramatics, apparently. “I keep testing the waters, but this year he’s... he’s a lot more defensive, I guess? I think.... Dude, I think he knows I like him. Yeah, he relaxes eventually, but he just seems so... Like something’s bothering him. And it’s bothering me.” There’s a look of mild terror, mixed with curiosity, at Cae’s grin. “Oh, no. What is it?” he asked, because he was nosy; the apprehension was apparent, though.
Me, someone who cares a lot: lol I don't care
lucy:
“Help? I need help? James, please. You know who needs help? You with your fucking drama. Like, I’m okay. I’m fucking fine, I’m just sad sometimes and you are a fucking drama queen. Honestly, leave me the hell alone and stay in your lane, bitch.” She didn’t exactly know where it was coming from, she just wanted to hurt. She wanted to hurt him, hurt herself–she didn’t fucking care.
A bit taken back, James looked at her for a moment, almost examining. This was obviously some sort of defense, and he shouldn’t feel offended, but... “I’m not trying to start anything with you, alright? I’m just saying that you have some sort of shit going on and it’s not-- It’s not healthy, Lucy, it’s fucking scary. I’m scared for you.”
dominique:
“Honestly? Yes, quite.”
“Really? Any particular reason or just...”
dominique:
“Well, I guess I can’t argue with you there.”
“We’ll be fine. Why? You worried?”
lucy:
She hated this. She knew she couldn’t go on like this, but there was no other way. James, of all people, had to understand that she was doing what was necessary. It wasn’t her choice or, initially it wasn’t. “Say it.” She wouldn’t believe him until he did and, until then, she would suppress. And, until then, she would be strong. He would never understand. Nobody would.
James took a deep breath and considered walking away. He did, and hated himself for it. Of all the times to be a coward-- this was not the one. Even if he wanted to be. Even if being brave hurt. “...I’m worried about you, Lucy. I... I’m so... so worried about you.” His fingers tangled in his hair, tugging at the strands enough to pull. “You.... You aren’t taking care of yourself, you... Hell, I’m... I think... I think you have a problem.”