#heroic deeds

[batwingsrosa]

What is the definition of a hero?

Is a hero- per definition- not someone who acted in a courageous manner?

Is a hero not someone who supported the right cause no matter the personal cost?

Is a hero not someone who sacrifices their wellbeing and even their life for a better cause?

Is that not what a hero is?

Whether or not Severus was a good person or not is debatable.

Wether or not he is a hero is not.

He was constantly looking out for Harry and all of his other students to protect them from harm(, the Carrows for example).

He literally lied to Voldemorts face.

Knowing that if Voldemort ever found out about his betrayal he would torture and brutally kill him.

He actively spies on the most dangerous person on eath at the time to help bring about his downfall.

Under great personal risk.

He risked his life every time he saved Harry and lied to his face.

Severus, per definition is what you would call a hero under any other circumstances.

But because it‘s Severus suddenly normal rules don‘t apply.

Listen. I don‘t like James Potter.

I think he was a horrible person. Which is debatable, too.

He was a member of the order of the phoenix who actively worked against Voldemort.

He confronted Voldemort unarmed to save his wife and son.

He sacrificed himself.

That- in my eyes- makes him a hero.

I don‘t have to like him to admit that.

Would it really kill you to admit that what Snape did was heroic too?

Dumbledore: „How many men and women have you watched die?“

Snape:„Lately, only those whom i could not save.“

[evilhorse]

Heroic deeds were to be the mark of Atlas.

(1st Issue Special #1)

[enchantingepics]

Story Prompt 100

Amidst the ruins of a once-grand kingdom, a figure stood tall, surveying the devastation below. The flames licked at the remnants of civilization, casting an eerie glow upon the scene. The one responsible for this chaos, the one they called the villain, reveled in the destruction that lay in their wake.

Down below, amidst the chaos, a lone figure struggled to rise. The hero, battered and bloodied, yet still defiant, met the villain's gaze with a mixture of defiance and resignation. The weight of their countless battles hung heavy between them.

With a twisted grin, the villain approached, their steps deliberate and filled with malice. They raised their sword, not to strike, but to mockingly lift the hero's chin, forcing them to meet their gaze.

"You see, it's not about good or evil," the villain remarked, their voice dripping with disdain. "It's about power. And I have all the power now."

The hero, barely able to speak through the pain, spat out words of defiance. "You're nothing but a monster," they hissed, their voice barely a whisper amidst the chaos.

The villain's laughter echoed across the desolate landscape, a sound devoid of remorse or mercy. "Monster, perhaps," they conceded, their eyes gleaming with a twisted sense of satisfaction. "But a necessary one."

As memories of past betrayals and conflicts flooded the hero's mind, the realization of their own sins washed over them like a tidal wave. Regret mingled with anger, a bitter taste that soured the hero's resolve.

In a final, desperate attempt to defy their fate, the hero uttered a plea for redemption. "Please," they whispered, their voice barely audible above the roar of the flames. "Forgive me."

[akf79]

[just-unis]

Sorry guys for my absence in posting poetry on tumblr.. I have been quite busy and now I finally have a chance to post on tumblr :) Lately I have been obsessed with writing short poetry so here’s another short poem. Enjoy! XD

[enchantingepics]

Story Prompt 92

In the aftermath of a brutal clash, only two figures remained amidst the sea of fallen warriors. One, a figure cloaked in darkness, his form battered and broken yet still exuding a menacing aura. The other, a hero, weary but resolute, his eyes reflecting the trials of battle.

As the hero approached, the dark figure let out a raspy laugh, blood staining his lips as he spoke. "You see, it had to be this way," he wheezed, his voice a haunting echo of his former power. "For without us, chaos reigns. They will tear themselves apart, consumed by greed and envy."

The hero remained silent, his gaze steady upon his adversary.

"It's the natural order of things," the dark figure continued, his voice a mixture of amusement and despair. "Without a common enemy, they turn on each other. And in their desperation for power, they will destroy everything in their path."

The hero tightened his grip on his weapon, but the dark figure merely chuckled, a bitter sound that echoed across the battlefield. "So, what will it be, hero?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with a twisted sort of anticipation. "Will you take up the mantle of villain to unite them against a common foe? Or will you stand aside and watch as they tear each other apart?"

With those words, the dark figure fell silent, his laughter fading into the dawn. And as the sun rose over the battlefield, the hero was left to ponder the choice before him.

[thecreativemillennial]

I have a feeling that when lyanna mormont charged the whyt giant, she knew she wouldn't survive and the moment the giant was crushing her bones and she was struggling to breathe, she knew that she was dead but instead of simply resigning herself to her fate and going limp in the giant's grasp, she made sure that the giant didn't get to enjoy the satisfaction that it had killed her and made sure she took it down before she died. In doing so, she may have saved so many of her comrades. A true badass

[triskellionheadquarters]