#petronus

[spacerangersam]

i can't think of a clever caption for this, have petronius and titus vibing at the baths

[dibu-johndoe]

WIP of a tattoo commission

[dibu-johndoe]

Gonna be working on a Harry Potter tattoo commission sooonnnn!

[merryluna-blog1]

hey!! for the blogrates: i can't choose a fave meme ahah but one of my faves is probably the "sometimes i can still hear their voice". hope u're having a lovely day! <3

SDJASKLD I LOVE THAT ONE IT NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH 

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want one?

[bodleianlibs]

Fittingly, as the real-life Hogwarts Library, the Bodleian Library is a rare Patronus: the Granian Winged Horse.

[airshipnotebooks]

A lovely #tribute to the late #AlanRickman by @JosephCatimbang (Twitter) a #penandink #illustration of Prof. #Snape #HarryPotter series. Drawn in a unique #penandink style that Joseph has been using for the past year... sort of a "genie from the lamp" or a "#petronus from a #wand"... this piece evokes a somber, melancholic tone which I feel properly conveys both the general feeling many people had following Mr. Rickman's death, as well as the dark shroud that surrounded the character Snape. Additionally, @pentasticarts' (Joseph's IG) really added something great to this small piece of #artwork by making it sort of a #doubleexposure... do you see the #stag and #stars drawn into the #ink #cloud? Really something great there, Joseph. #PortraitAirship

[startingoverat38]

How does one survive a blackhole?

You know the type. They suck you in over and over again without remorse or guilt. They spin you around their hot centres melting you into a hot mess before leaving you to cool into one grotesque heap. Then... they come back and do it all over again. 

I’ve not met the player in over 13 years. In this strange, savage land, there are only his rules. And I willingly play into it because, after all, the heart wants what the dick wants. 

You can’t ask questions, only sit by the phone mindlessly waiting for that casual message. Nothing is ever revealed and yet, the conversation ebbs and flows. Every time you think you’re getting closer, you somehow miss the mark. All the while, never questioning his beguiling ways... Never will you get commitment but always, you’ll leave feeling sated. A date is precious, and sex a possibility. 

So...

You start running... in the other direction. The further you push yourself, the less you’ll feel the pull of that blackhole. Fact of the matter is, you can never change a blackhole, however hard you try. The deep recesses of that anomaly hides all sorts of darkness you needn’t taint yourself with. As mum rightly tells you, stay in the light. And your heart will also feel that way.

You can’t date the player, only fuck him. You can’t open your heart to one whose own is locked up in a safe guarded by Dementors. And most importantly, you can’t be friends with one after you’ve been sucked in. Only before. See, if the player is your friend, you’d already cast a 24/7 Petronus charm. And if not, well, read above.

Thing is, with the player, the charm is never turned off and it’s probably their self-defence mechanism. I don’t think they do it on purpose, it’s their only way to adapt to anything. Yes, adaptability is their modus operandi. In short, they play to their strengths in every situation, leaving the crowd in awe and hopeless. They deliver each hook, line and sinker effortlessly, pummelling you into helpless submission until... you put a stop to it.

I’m coming out of the blackhole. All right, all right! I’m clawing my way out of one! It’s ugly and I don’t ever want to see myself in this state again. I’ve made myself swear that I won’t look back. That I won’t be friends. That this is a lesson learnt. That I’m ready for the next one and with any hope, I’ll be a better player myself.