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Naomi Liu

Sharp and merciless, she never makes the same mistake twice. She'll love you hard; but only once. She doesn't look back on the past, knows her future needs her more. There is no such thing as no winning for her; she doesn't stop. If you can't keep up with her, she won't slow down for you.

I'm so sick of running as fast as I can

wondering if I'd get there quicker if I was a man

And I'm so sick of them coming at me again,

'cause if I was a man,

I'd be the man

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I swear, Helena Bonham Carter as Bellatrix Lestrange is just… unreal.

I’ve always been such a huge fan of her — she has this completely unique energy, this chaotic elegance that no one else can replicate. And as Bellatrix? She didn’t just play her… she became her.

Every movement, every look, that unhinged laugh — it was so precise, so intense, so perfectly unsettling. You could feel the madness and devotion in every second she was on screen. It was honestly flawless casting.

And yes — I know we never actually see her kill Nymphadora in the films.

But it’s still there. It’s still canon. And it’s still one of the reasons I hate Bellatrix so much.

Because Nymphadora deserved better. She deserved to live, to raise her son, to have that future.

And somehow, that just makes Helena’s performance even more powerful — because she made Bellatrix someone I can’t forgive… and still can’t look away from.

That contrast? That’s talent.

Loving the actress while hating the character this much just proves how incredible she really is.

Dark. Brilliant. Absolutely unforgettable.

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" I am in the Hufflepuff common room, where Will slings his arm around my shoulder, and I lean into him, laughing until my ribs ache, and then we are older, and his arm is around me again, but this time it is no longer a friendly, childish act. It is deeper, and he draws me closer, closer than we have ever been. My hands tangle themselves in his soft curls, his hands slip to my waist, to the small of my back, and his scent is all around me, he is all around me, and my hands pull him closer, tighter, until we cease to be two separate people."

-From chapter 9 of Murder on the Hogwarts Express on Wattpad, Inkitt, and AO3!!!

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First 8 chapters of Murder on the Hogwarts Express are now also available on AO3!!

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Amelie Davis,

Quick, sharp, witty, and refuses to be put in a box. Her love language is nagging about the smallest things, until you realise that it's because she cares. She knows what she wants, and she won't be ashamed of that. She hides between quick words and rolled eyes, to distract from the fact that her heart is on her sleeve.

"Cause I'm young, and I'm dumb,

I do stupid things when it comes to love,

and even if I always end up crying,

well you can't blame a girl for trying"

The first fandoms 🌻

I still remember the first time I stumbled into fandom. It was 2003, and Harry Potter consumed nearly every corner of my imagination.I barely knew how to use the internet (I had just entered high school, please) and after wandering through blogs that collected interviews with the author, I found my first fanfic: an attempt to guess what the next book would be like. In this version, Harry lived with Sirius, safe and loved, the way I secretly wished canon would allow. It was raw, written without paragraph breaks, full of mistakes, but it was also the first time I realized: people out there live with the same anxiety as me. I'm not alone in my imagination.

From there, I wandered. I discovered The Lord of the Rings fandom and read stories that stretched across the ages of Middle-earth, stories that spoke of girls more similar to me (or how I wanted to be) than what I found in the books my age and among the few other girls in my class. There is one fic, in fact, that I still return to every few years like a ritual—proof that some stories never truly leave you, because, even though I'll never be that girl, I learned a lot from her about what I wanted and didn't want to be. Over the years, I continue to discover what that well-crafted self-insert is and isn't.

But soon enough, I found myself immersed in the Saint Seiya yaoi community, and that was the place where I truly learned what fandom could be. The passion, the intensity, the friendships that grew around shared obsessions—it felt like discovering a hidden country where I finally belonged. In a fandom whose canon was foreign to me and that I never got to read or watch!

Those early fandoms shaped me more than I could have imagined. They taught me not only how to write, but how to share, how to connect, and how to fall in love with stories in a way that was deeply personal and endlessly communal.

Without a doubt, the world of fanfics has shaped me.