[pynkwitch]

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT !!!! all of my muses except for @senaetore will be moving back to my abandoned multimuse @thrillor

[ogtine]

❛  you’re  skin  and  bones  !  ❜

          ❛  oy ! i’m also about 50 percent scar tissue at this point , too.  ❜  seamus gave a laugh that didn’t quite reach his eyes , smiling fading all too soon. ❛  sorry. not funny.  ❜

[ogtine]

harry potter and the deathly hallows , or seamus finnigan's no good very bad suicidal year

[ogtine]

𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙴. not as bad as the fire burning through his skin , or the agonizing lacerations across his cheeks , or the way every muscle in his body seems to scream as he takes one step. then another. away from the dungeons and the carrows and another night of detention. no , if he focuses too hard on the pain , he’s sure he won’t make it back to the gryffindor common room. so instead , he thinks about the bitter metallic in his mouth. he’s a right mess and he knows it , a screw-up. too late to the party , too stubborn. too alone. trapped like a goddamn canary in a cage , useless to do anything but screech and caw and , eventually , die. he’s sure he’ll die in detention one of these days , more sure than he likes to say. but better him than someone who matters. better him than neville or ginny or luna , people who’ll actually make a fucking difference in this war. better than the first or second years , realizing too young how shit the world is. better than-- 

moments ago , his blurry vision crapped out on him , swollen eyes closing shut without his permission and now , a misplaced step has sent him sprawled across the hallway floor. one of his ribs feels likes its digging into his lung , bones crackling as he tries and fails to get up. so he doesn’t. he resigns himself. he lies there and waits for the carrows to find him and drag him back to their lair and string him up til his screams are not longer fun.

a shutter reverberates through his broken , warped body. and the pain’s enough to bring him on the verge of passing out. white spots behind closed eyelids , chest collapsing in on itself. but he still tastes blood. his blood. maybe that’s his sacrifice , the price to ensure the others are safe. and if that’s it , if that’s all it costs , he’s more than happy to pay.

@lavendrbrwn uh..... yikes......

[memesfucker]

* next to normal sentence pack ( act 1 )

❛ what are you doing up? it’s 3:30. ❜ ❛ it’s the seventh night this week i’ve sat ‘til morning, imagining the ways you might have died. ❜ ❛ you’ve got to let go, mom/dad. i’m almost eighteen. ❜ ❛ everything’s great! why wouldn’t it be great? it’s great. ❜ ❛ some days i think i’m dying, but i’m really only trying to get through. ❜ ❛ what doesn’t kill me doesn’t kill me. ❜ ❛ it only hurts when i say ‘it’s just another day,’ ❜ ❛ we’re a perfect loving family.  if they say we’re not then fuck ‘em. ❜ ❛ i think the house is spinning. ❜ ❛ everything’s fine. i’m just… making sandwiches. on the floor. ❜ ❛ so you graduate early, you’re gone as of may, and there’s nothing your paranoid parents can say. ❜ ❛ we’ve gone to school together for, like, six years. i sit behind you in like four classes. ❜ ❛ you give up way too easily. ❜ ❛ he knows my deepest secrets. i know his name. ❜ ❛ oh, you’re one of those pretentious stoner types. ❜ ❛ what did mozart know anyway? he should have just smoked a bowl and jammed on Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. ❜ ❛ i was so young. and so dumb. and now i am old. ❜ ❛ now there’s no sex; she’s depressed; and me, I’m just tired. ❜ ❛ they say love is blind, but believe me: love is insane. ❜ ❛ i don’t feel like myself. i mean, i don’t feel anything. ❜ ❛ your mom is, like, in the next room. ❜ ❛ i’m one fuck-up from disaster. ❜ ❛ this is one fucked up seduction. ❜ ❛ how do you know this isn’t a sign saying we belong together? ❜ ❛ how do you know it’s not a sign saying ‘get new rubbers?’ ❜ ❛ i miss my life. ❜ ❛ everything’s great here. fantastic! i disinfected the entire house, rewired the computer, and did some decoupage. ❜ ❛ we’ve been going out for nine weeks and three days. don’t i get to meet your family? ❜ ❛ i know that you’re hurting. i’m hurting, too. ❜ ❛ it’s like living on a cliffside, not knowing when you’ll dive. ❜ ❛ you don’t know what it’s like to live that way. ❜ ❛ are you wanting all that she can’t give? ❜ ❛ i wish i could fly. i’d fly far away from here. ❜ ❛ i love you as much as i can. ❜ ❛ they have depression chatrooms? ❜ ❛ when i was young, my mother called me high-spirited. she would know. she was so high-spirited, she was banned from the PTA. ❜ ❛ most people who think they’re happy just haven’t thought about it enough. most people who think they’re happy are actually just stupid. ❜ ❛ this is never going to get better, is it? ❜ ❛ you know, _____, it’s not all about your comfort. ❜ ❛ if you won’t grieve me, you won’t leave me behind. ❜ ❛ the baby wasn’t planned. neither was the marriage. ❜ ❛ i couldn’t hold him/her in the hospital. ❜ ❛ that’s the first time you’ve mentioned _____ in weeks of therapy. ❜ ❛ well that seems very… fucked. ❜ ❛ i know i have to help her/him/them but hell if i know how. ❜ ❛ what makes you think i’d lose my mind for you? ❜ ❛ take this chance ‘cause it may be our last. ❜

[ogtine]

lavendrbrwn·:

𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂   𝚂𝚆𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙽   ,   but   tears   finally   missing   ,   gaze   up   to   the   boy   who   wants   nothing   but   the   best   for   her.    For   a   second   ,   though   ,   her   mind   tries   to   think   of   an   excuse   to   say   no   ,   that   she’s   far   too   tired   from   hours   spent   lost   in   her   thoughts.    But   his   smile  ,   so   bright   and   filled   with   love   ,   brings   a   corner   of   her   lips   into   a   small   smile   as   she   squeezes   his   familiar   ,   comforting   grasp.      ❛   But….   Seamus       ❜     She   starts   ,   pretending   to   be   anxious   only   to   follow   up   with   her   next   words.    ❛   What   do   I   wear   ??       ❜    

there is a split second when he’s sure she’s going to tell him to fuck off. and he’d pout and mope and pretend to be upset , but ultimately , he’d respect her wishes. getting your heart broken is shit -- seamus of all people should know , he sometimes feels like he gets his heart tread upon multiple times a day. not that it’s anyone’s fault but his own. not like with lavender. it’s taken all his self restraint not to march on over to ronald billius weasley and hex him into next week. but then lavender’s words hit him and seamus decides that going out is probably the safer option. 

“ yeah ? ” his shit eating grin is back , and with a flourish he brings lavender’s hand to his lips and plants a kiss on her knuckles. “ oh , i’m sure whatever you pick will be ravishing. drop dead gorgeous. i expect a body count by the end of the night. ”

[ogtine]

          “ 𝙰𝙻𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 , 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻 , i’m making an executive decision -- ” seamus grabs her hand in both of his , meeting her eye with an old , familiar glimmer of mischief. “ on behalf of the ministry of we’ve been hermits for far too long , i decree that tonight , we are going out. ”

@lavendrbrwn​ u didn’t ask for this but let seamus and lav party !!

[softcvre]

*  𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐅 𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒.

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[aslancallenreese]

[feketeribizli]

neville baby i love you,

[ogtine]

as much as i think dea.mus is a bomb ship……… i hate that the entire fandom basically defines seamus around this relationship. like. yeah, dean means everything a lot to seamus, but seamus was his own character, with his own mistakes and fuck ups and moments of stupid bravery.

he was tortured BEYOND RECOGNITION during his seventh year. he navigates between a magic and muggle world.he brings with him an entire rich and unique life and story, but he’s denied it in favor of a ( yes, incredibly fucking cute ) ship

[tropicofeuclid]

seamus: i get it, you’re the boy who lived and all, but are any of us really alive? like -

harry: (from across the dorm) please go to sleep

[harrypottersource]

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (2001) dir. Chris Columbus

[macaroniandpoop]

this is the greatest creation of modern media

if Harry Potter characters had their own instagrams

[malc0lmfreberg]

[trialanderrorgifs]

#same

[ogtine]

just some post-dh seamus things:

flinching at unexpected physical contact or loud noises

shutting down mid-conversation

leg shaking

ghosting for days / weeks / months @ a time and then turning up like nothing happened

abrupt changes in conversations