Aug 18, 2017
“all these scars show is that my husband is brave” - fleur delacour
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“all these scars show is that my husband is brave” - fleur delacour
url edit for @delacouvr for my 100 followers celebration
Character Aesthetics → Scorpius Malfoy for my love @scorpyusmalfoy
For the first time ever, Scorpius stood his ground against the whispers. He thought back to all the times he had cried over this, to his mother’s troubled smile upon finding him and the solid warmth of his father’s hugs. He thought back to the musky smell of his favourite books, and the light that shines through the manor’s windows in the dawn.
He held his head up high. He knows exactly who his father is.
“I am Draco Malfoy’s son. I am Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy!”
Want One?
graphic design is my passion
hi guys!! yesterday, i hit 700 followers (which might not seem like many to a lot of you, but it’s a lot to me), and i figured i should do something to celebrate, so i’m doing mini archive moodboards and blogrates!! (yikes that sentence was too long) (anyway)
rules:
- mbf this luna enthusiast - rebagel this post - send me an ask with your favorite animal for a blograte - send me an ask with something you’re excited about for an archive moodboard! - you can do both!
pls don’t let this flop
(br format under the cut)
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Gilderoy Lockhart “AMAZING! This is just like magic! ”
Hey guys
Your favorite piece of trash is back - and with full sight in both eyes (i mean technically because i still have myopia lmao) pls spread the world!
8 + wolfstar? :)
send me a pairing and one of these and i’ll write a mini fic
things you said when you were crying - remus/sirius
It had been his greatest fear.
It was spring break, and the Marauders’ dorm only had two residents - Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. It was unlucky for the latter that a full moon happened to fall in that particular break - he was escorted to the shack, he and Sirius sharing one last, prolonged look that made something twist in Remus’ stomach. Sirius stayed behind, not sleeping a wink the night of Remus’ transformation. If he can’t sleep, why should I? The next day, Remus returned - like usual, he looked exhausted, haggard, a little thinner and more hunched over. As was an occasional occurrence, there was some blood on his hands.
Two things were not normal: Remus was sobbing. And the blood was not his.
Sirius leapt from his bed when he saw Remus come back in, rushing straight to him. He put his hands on Remus’ shoulders - they were shaking, shaking harder than Sirius had every felt them before. And he had felt it before, with Sirius becoming the one Remus was going to after his transformations more and more regularly these days. Sirius held Remus’ upper arms tight, taking a step back to look over him.
“Remus,” he murmured, forgoing the nickname he typically used as it seemed appropriate, “what… what happened?”
Remus lifted his head, looking at Sirius with weary, tear-filled eyes. He started to breathe quickly, his sharp intakes of breath all seemingly trying to start a sentence with none succeeding. Sirius brought a hand to the side of Remus’ face, hands brushing against the sure-to-scar wounds he had inflicted on himself just last cycle.
“Remus, it’s alright - breathe, Remus, bloody hell -”
“I - I’m a monster! A - A real monster!”
Sirius stopped in his tracks, eyes widening. He had never heard Remus refer to himself like that, but now Remus was absolutely losing it, crying about how some sort of small creature must have made its way into the shack while Madam Pomfrey was transporting him. And he didn’t mean it, he didn’t mean it, he didn’t mean it but the walls had been splattered with blood and worse and I’m a monster, Sirius, I’m a monster and I can’t be helped –
Sirius had heard enough to jolt him into action, and he brought his other hand to Remus’ face. He forced the taller boy to look at him, his eyes locking onto Remus’ blood-shot and teary ones.
“Remus… Remus, you are not a monster -”
“I am, Sirius, I a -”
Sirius held Remus’ face wholly, his fingers edging towards a clenched jaw and his thumbs wiping at tear-and-blood stained cheeks.
“Stop. You’re not a monster! You - god, you’re Remus, you’re Moony, you’re that tall Gryffindor git, you’re a pain in my arse that…” Sirius paused, and he suddenly became very aware that Remus had both stopped crying and was looking straight at him.
“… That I wouldn’t trade for anything. You’re a lot of things, Remus, but you are not a monster.”
Remus swallowed hard, that twisting in his stomach turning to butterflies that he feared would fly from his mouth if he opened it. Sirius was still looking as determined as he ever had, and he stayed that way for a few more moments before sighing, letting his head lull to the side. It hadn’t gotten through. Remus didn’t believe it.
“Fine. Don’t talk. But you’re not a monster,” Sirius pointed at Remus before turning around with a huff, going to slouch back towards his bed. But before he did, Remus’ hand flew out to grab Sirius’, as if by reflex. He could feel his face going red as they stood there, silent for a good ten seconds, hands intertwined. Twist, twist, twist.
Sirius let his head lull forward, a small smirk on his face. Remus went to open his mouth, finally, but Sirius beat him to it.
“No worries, Moony. I’m going to have a nap, ‘cause I’m knackered. You should rest too. Nap or have a bath or… something. You’ll feel better.”
Remus could have sworn he felt Sirius squeeze his hand before he let go. And as he did, Remus felt as if the other boy had squeezed his entire being, surrounded it with friendship and warmth and then some.
Nobody would do something like that for a monster, now, would they?
18, 26, 31? 😄
(18) do you collect anything? dvds
(26) favourite tumblr blog? uhhh @skeez-queen13, @officialchoochoo, @cyberamethyst, @hannoyoko and all my hp followers lmao
(31) dogs or cats? both! i can’t choose hahah
Achilles and lighting bolt!!!!!
thank you mary!!
achilles: have you ever had to be hospitalized?
surprisingly, no! i’ve had to go to the hospital once to get stitches but i’ve never had to stay overnight at a hospital. which is strange considering that i never know how to take care of myself and by all rules of logic should be dead by now
lightning bolt: what are your top three favourite movies?
oh god you’re going to kill me
– the lord of the rings, dir. peter jackson (that only counts as one!)
– hot fuzz, dir. edgar wright
– the pianist, dir. roman polański
but i love so many more films i can’t fit all my faves into three
greek myth asks