I feel like it’s needed to be said: Snape is a little bitch who bullied children and joined the magical equivalent of white supremacists.
I don’t care if he was bullied, I don’t care if his home life was horrible, that doesn’t excuse his actions. He actively targeted children, not only Harry (who he targeted because of pettiness) and he didn’t flip because he had a change of heart but because boo-hoo his obsesión got murdered.
This fandom has WAY too much sympathy for him, but will turn around and condemn Harry’s dad and Sirius (who I truthfully couldn’t give a fuck about, they were bullies and I can accept that) like Snape didn’t joined the death eaters and 100% did far worse things, like he didn’t beg for Lily’s life to be spared giving a rat’s ass if a BABY was going to be murdered. Like he didn’t made that baby’s life harder than it already was. Having trauma doesn’t excuse you from being a piece of shit.
If you like Snape don’t even interact, save you and me the trouble and block me because I won’t down talk to someone who will excuse supremacist facist acts but draws the line at bullying.
My problem isn’t that my favorite characters aren’t real; it’s that I’m not fictional. I don’t want them to be real. What I desperately wish is that I could be fictional with them. It’s not that I want them here with me in this mundane and ordinary world; it’s that I want to join them in their extraordinary one.
I got blocked by a writter being racist for calling out her HP fanfic’s title racist. “I do Nick names” there is plenty of them that are not racist, also, the same fanfic title without a Nick name but the actual character’s name (a white character) was used by some other work of them. You thought your racism was funny, you said it yourself, that doesn’t make you less of a racist.
Sometimes the HP fandom can be very disgusting towards Cho Chang. I don’t need to mention the author, you can see who it is under the tag very quickly.
Btw blocking people and saying “I was just trying to be funny” it’s now owning up to your racist behavior
💔🇵🇸 My Daughter Was Born Under Bombs — I'm Just Trying to Keep Her Alive
My name is Abdulmajid.
I got married one month before the war.
Those were beautiful days — full of hope, love, and simple dreams.
I dreamed of a small home, a quiet family, and a baby girl I could hold without fear.
But the war came…
Suddenly. Brutally.
My mother was killed.
My brother was killed.
Children in my family were taken by the bombs.
My home was destroyed.
And my work stopped completely.
Then… in the middle of this nightmare, my baby girl was born.
A tiny soul, innocent, unaware of the war.
She cries from hunger, from cold, from the sounds of bombs shaking what’s left of our walls.
Today, I’m a father with almost nothing…
Fighting every day to find flour, milk, or even a small meal to feed my child.
Prices are sky-high — a single 25kg bag of flour can cost $800.
There is no work. No income. No safety. No stability.
I write this from under siege, hoping my heart will reach yours.
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
Even $1 can make a difference.
It can feed a child, buy milk, or bring a moment of peace.
Be the heart that reaches Gaza. Be the hand that saves.
📌 Please share this post. Let our voices be heard — not buried under rubble.
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My sister Maryam is an eight-year-old girl. Before the war, she used to go to school and come back to her small home where our father was with us. She dreamed of growing up, learning, and becoming a doctor. But in November 2024, we lost our father in the war and we also lost our brother. Today, Maryam has no father, no home, and no food. She goes to sleep hungry, dreaming only of going back to her classroom and continuing her education like other children. Please help us, so her dream isn’t taken away like her childhood was 🙏🏻💔
Look at Maryam in these clips… her smile was real, her heart was light, and she lived her childhood like any other child.
But ever since the war began, and after her father was martyred, her world turned upside down.
Now, Maryam doesn’t know the taste of childhood — or even the taste of food. All she wishes for is a meal to ease her hunger, or a simple toy to bring her a little joy.
I’m not asking for her life to return to how it was only that she’s given some of what every child deserves.
Please help by sharing her story, or donating if you can. Your voice can make a difference.
Your donation, your share, your support it truly could change her life 😔🙏🏻💔
Hello, I’m Saja from Gaza 🇵🇸💔
I’m writing to you today during one of the hardest moments of my life…
For months, we’ve been living under the fire of war 💣. The bombing never stops, and death follows us everywhere 🕊️.
Destruction has become a daily scene in our lives 🏚️.
But war is not our only enemy…
Prices have skyrocketed 💸🔥, and everything has become unaffordable.
A loaf of bread 🍞, a box of milk 🥛, a bottle of water 🚰… have all become distant dreams.
Even the most basic needs are no longer within reach. We survive on so little, trying to hold on despite the pain 😔.
My home is no longer the same 🏠❌, our lives have changed, and safety has vanished.
My children no longer know peaceful sleep or full meals 🛏️🍽️.
Every day brings a new danger, and every night we pray just to survive one more day 🙏.
This is a picture of my home after the bombing… Our dreams turned to rubble. 🧱💔
Today, I am asking you for a helping hand 🤝, a message of support 📣, a kind word 💬, or any contribution, no matter how small 💖.
Any support — big or small — makes a real difference in our lives 🌟.
My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t
If you’re unable to donate, please help by sharing or reblogging this post 🔁.
My voice may not reach far, but with your help, it can reach those who can make a difference 🌍✨.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who reads and cares ❤️.
Your presence gives hope in a time where we’ve lost almost everything 🌹.
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