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the days of my youth seem so far away; 🐈⬛
i'm your national anthem
oh, another popular tragic mlm ship? look me in the eye and tell me they’re not just another achilles and patroclus. another merlin and arthur. another sirius and remus. another neil and todd. tell me it’s not just another golden boy and his seemingly mundane best friend. look me in the eye-
James Potter is the epitome of “other people have it worse”. He will not accept pity for himself. He pours his heart and soul into caring for others.
He has issues and things that he struggles with but his two best friends are a werewolf and a child of death eaters and the love of his life is muggleborn. He won’t let his struggles take up space against theirs. He knows what they go through and won’t have his arguably less terrible struggles be focused on.
He has so much privilege and he is very aware of that and that’s a lot of the reason he chose to fight in the war. He could have been on the sidelines and ignore the war like so many other purebloods but everyone he loved were directly harmed by the war and he wouldn’t stand for that and that’s what caused his death.
In too many characterizations of him he gets reduced into a energetic toxic positivity ray of sunshine. That is not him. He has faults and emotions and is not a happy only golden boy.
I want James Potter with feelings and a complex character arc. I want James Potter who can resent people and feel negative feelings towards people he ultimately loves. I want James Potter who’s story does not revolve solely around others but interacts with them and uplifts their stories while simultaneously telling his own.
James Potter everyone!
@little-shit-soph quotes that remind me of Regulus and James in Choices by Messermoon
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today’s manifestations: oversized jumpers, cat companions and cozy work spaces ✨
nothing is as tender as annotating your favourite books. it’s like leaving a piece of your heart on the pages for somebody else to find.
Oii!! Você poderia fazer headers com quotes Cressworth para esse terceiro icon? Obrigada!
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My brother cracked my rib one morning and gave me half of his orange in the evening.
I remember being younger and sometimes wishing to be a single child, to have all the attention and gifts and time but when he was away from home for the first time, I remember crying and stroking his side of the sofa as if blurting out my first wish- for him to be home, without thinking twice, without a shadow of doubt. Even the genie cried. Growing up with a sibling is like being the only people on a stranded boat, constantly figuring out how you can live with them and questioning how you could ever live without them.
One evening, in a fit of anger, I told him how I never wanted him to be my brother and he yelled that he didn't ask for it either. The air smelled like kerosene and my chest was filled with arsenic. I was raging and threw his favorite toy aeroplane down the window, 7 stories of guilt and shame. He cried all night and I wanted to cut off my right hand, the hand that hurt my baby brother. I didn't know if he was ever going to forgive me or even talk to me. The next morning at breakfast, he didn't look at me or say a word, I felt like my chest was about to explode and guilt clouded my vision. But then, I felt a hand quietly holding half of an orange my way.
The only people on a stranded boat. How do you live with them? How could you ever live without them?
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
Neil: Wait, you like me?
Neil: for my personality?
Andrew: I know, I was surprised too
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neil and kevins entire relationship can be described as that one scene in stepbrothers when they beat the shit out of eachother in the front yard and then watch tv together on the couch covered in bandages and bruises.
protective boyfriends,, me thinks