Fall in love with yourself

Sharon ⋆ 20 ⋆ Costa Rica Lover of fictional things and aspiring editor. Dreamer. Icon by matthewdaddaryo, sidebar by me.

[soyalexnajera]

[fcxhole]

I couldn’t ever get very mad at Harry. I knew he was always doing the very best he could with the pain he felt at any given moment. And this, however tragic, been the best he could do.

THE SEVEN HUSBANDS OF EVELYN HUGO

[fluffygif]

Ipnotico

[brunhiddensmusings]

the music is almost as good as that visual

[catawampuscreations-deactivated]

Turn the sound on! You will not be disappointed, people!

[darth-tella]

FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING GOOD, UNMUTE!!!!

[aumonique]

Can we appreciate how cute Google is today?! 

[butterflyinthewell]

To any suicidal followers I may have: This is a sign to not kill yourself. You are loved and the world is special because you are in it. Keep holding on.

[lauramon-]

Still not over how well this cosplay turned out 😂

[thestarkwhodied]

Just so you know, I now have a crush on you. 

[lizardrosen]

I bet Adam Parrish and Remus Lupin would feel kinship with each other. They might not become friends but they’d be able to recognize something in the other person and share a tired smile and a nod.

[thestarkwhodied]

I’ve had this headcanon in my head for sometimes now, that Fleamont and Euphemia Potter were good friends with Newt Scamander. 

Think about it —Newt, an important Magizoologist, and Fleamont, an important Potioneer. They probably knew each other, and if they did, they liked each other. So James also knows Newt, and actually loves when he and Tina come to his house for dinner, because he always has the best stories and sometimes he even brings one of his creatures and lets James play. Long story short James Potter loves the man. 

But then one day... It’s Christmas time during James’ third year, and his parents are having a small gathering with friends. And James didn’t think anything through, but he gets to the living room and comes face to face with Newt, and he simply spits at his feet and goes upstairs again. 

And of course, Euphemia goes up to see what on earth is going on, because James practically worshipped the man the last time they saw each other. 

She opens the door to his bedroom, and James is sitting on his bed, his back to hers. 

“I’m not apologizing,” he says sharply, and Euphemia knows better than to argue, because his son is absolutely obstinate when he wants to, so instead she digs further. 

“Why did you do that?” “Because he deserves it. And I know he’s your friend, but he’s also an asshole.”

“James, language.” 

“Sorry, mum, but it’s true. He claims to be all good, protecting creatures and stuff, but he’s a bigot.”

There was a moment of silence. 

“James, I don’t get it. What did he do to you?” 

Silence, this one longer than the last.

“Nothing.” 

“Jamie...” 

“He’s a bigot, mum. He just is. Did you know he made the werewolf registry, claiming that it was to protect people? Protect them from what, exactly? If a werewolf’s gone rough a bloody piece of paper won’t do shit, all it does is making it harder for them out there, in the world.” 

Euphemia didn’t reprimand his son for his language this time. 

“Who do you know that is a werewolf?”

James’ eyes widened. After all, he had promised Remus not to tell anyone about his furry little problem. “Who says I need to know someone? I just think it’s unfair. I don’t need to be one to know it’s wrong.”

“I know you don’t, but I also know you wouldn’t go from admiring to hating someone just because they made one mistake if there was not a bigger reason.” 

James shook his head. “He’s the brightest lad I’ve met, mum, and professor Binns all but told him he’d never get a job, simply because of what he is. As if he’s not miserable enough already.” 

Euphemia had seen enough of his son’s friends to put the pieces together, and she knew instantly the tired-looking boy whose muggle mother overprotected was carrying a weight too big for his shoulders. She didn’t have time to pity him, because James’ voice, soft as it was, interrupted her thoughts. 

“Now you’ll tell me to get away from him, because he’s dangerous, he could infect me, or even kill me, but you’re wrong. He’s my friend.” She had moved closer to his son, and she could see a tear streaming down her face. 

“I’m not going to tell you that, James.” She said softly, reaching out to wipe his face. “He’s your friend, and you should be defending him. It’s just that there are better, more polite ways to do it than spitting on Newt’s shoes.”

“I’m still not sorry.” 

“I understand it. But still, you’re grounded.” She said before leaving the room.

That was the day Euphemia Potter learned that her son would do anything for the people he loved. That was the day she knew she’d raised a good boy. 

[thestarkwhodied]

Remus: I’m bisexual and I’m confused. Not about being bisexual. I just never know what the fuck is going on.

[justapynchofblusey]

i love playing ‘is it adam parrish or remus lupin’

[whompingwillowy]

you’ll miss the magic of the good old days

[mxdvrcy]

I’m going to say this just because I think it needs to be said but YES YOU CAN SHIP WOLFSTAR AND REMADORA REMUS LUPIN IS BI THANK YOU VERY MUCH

[thestarkwhodied]

AMEN, SISTER.

[asktheboywholived]

Fever Dream: Part 1

(( OOC: Tonks played by: @sirussly )) 

Remus: *sniffles as he bustles about the kitchen, making breakfast*

Remus: *sings softly* Why do birds, suddenly appear… every time, you are near-?

Tonks: *grins* God, that smells good.

Remus: *opens his mouth to respond, but after a moment of struggle, closes it, clearing his throat* 

Tonks: *notices the hesitation, quickly brushing it off* 

Tonks: *grins and slips her hand into Remus’ back pocket* 

Remus: *quirks brow* Your breakfast isn’t back there. 

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[thestarkwhodied]

I’m a bit nervous about a presentation, so I thoght, let’s go to Tumblr.

Best. Idea. Ever. 

[thestarkwhodied]

TRC fanbase

I need your help. 

I want to get a tattoo of the word “Excelsior” next to a raven, but I can’t seem to find the right font to do so. So if any of you lovely people has suggestions, it would be really appreciated! 

Keep in mind that the tattoo will be on my chest, practically on my boob, so it can’t be a huge font!

[megglesthegeek]

Riddikulus!

It could have turned out better, but still pleased.

[paperpastels]

TDA Character Playlists (3/3)

My personal playlist for each TDA Character

Ty Blackthorn

You’re Not There // Lukas Graham

Moonlight Sonata // Ludwig van Beethoven

Closing In // Ruelle

The Sleeping Beauty (waltz) Op.66 // Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

New World Coming // Benjamin Wallfisch & DÌSA

The Piano Sonata No.16 in C Major // Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Writing’s On The Wall // Sam Smith

Let It Be // The Beatles

Happy // Mariana and the Diamonds

Swan Lake Op.20 Act 2 No.10 // Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

Livvy Blackthorn

I Bet My Life // Imagine Dragons

I Lived // OneRepublic

Ocean Wide // The Afters

Yesterday // The Beatles

Riptide // Vance Joy

Polaroid // Imagine Dragons

Every Other Weekend // Annie Rapid

Brave // Sara Bareilles

Best Day Of My Life // American Authors

The Other Side // Ruelle

Kit Herondale

You’re Beautiful // James Blunt

Start Over // Imagine Dragons

Centuries // Fall Out Boy

Bad Dream // Ruelle

Lost Boy // Ruth B

Flaws // Bastille

Just Keep Breathing // We The Kings

Thunder // Imagine Dragons

Where Do We Go From Here? // Ruelle

We Are Young // fun.

TDA Character Playlists (1/3)    TDA Character Playlists (2/3)    Bonus Playlist

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Chocolate Frog Trading Card Series

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Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks

Teddy Lupin stared at the two cards for what felt like the millionth time. One card featured his mum, Nymphadora Tonks Lupin, staring back at him as her hair changed from blue, to purple, to pink. She winked at the camera at the end before the image started up again from the beginning. For years, he didn’t know where the picture came from, it wasn’t in any of the albums his grandmother owned. Finally, Harry announced he stumbled upon his mum’s old Auror file and found it to be an official photo taken for the Ministry. How the Chocolate Frog manufacturer had ever gotten ahold of it became anyone’s guess. The other card contained his dad, Remus Lupin. The picture came from the year he was the DADA professor at Hogwarts. That one remained in the public domain, so anyone could access it or use it. Professor Longbottom told him those pictures were taken near the end of the school term each year. His dad looked good - relaxed and happy. The photograph had been snapped maybe only a week or two before Remus was outed by Severus Snape as a werewolf and forced to resign his position. When Teddy was little, he would practice his metamorphic skills, trying to get his face and hair to look exactly like each parent in turn, desperate to feel closer to them. As he grew older, that game fell by the wayside. Teddy now often found himself ranting at these pictures of his parents. He would yell at them for the shite decision to leave their newborn behind to go into battle. He would berate them for not being smarter while fighting. He would inform his mum that at least his dad had the excuse of being a foolhardy Gryffindor, what was a bloody Hufflepuff doing acting like that? He would tell them he hated them. Neither one of them made an important enough kill that it turned the tide of the battle. Neither one of them helped take care of destroying a Horcrux. They hadn’t really been needed at Hogwarts that day; they had been needed at home. Needed by him. Teddy Lupin would give anything to not have the “honor” of having his parents awarded with Chocolate Frog trading cards. Cards which were nightly slipped under his pillow as he whispered goodnight to his parents.