Retired Beater for the Falmouth Falcons. Now Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts. RP Only. Obviously.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
psa - - if you rp a character that - was only in one episode or a movie little known - is hated - a female muse - no one knows bc the fandom is small or nonexistent - an oc continue !!!! writing !!! your !! character !! there is a reason you love them like you do and if you feel like no one wants to write with you or other wise i can assure you !! that people love your writing and that they enjoy seeing you on your dash and that they love screaming about plots and branching out your character !!
3K notes
·
View notes
Text









Our sins are obstinate, our repentance is faint;
We exact a high price for our confessions,
And we gaily return to the miry path,
Believing that base tears wash away all our stains. (Baudelaire)
//Slytherin housed//roleplay account//Harry Potter universe//writer and fc +21//IM and dash based//para and action//
11 notes
·
View notes
Text
Send me "Spill It!" and my muse will blurt out a secret.
5K notes
·
View notes
Text
Hey, Hey, L I S T E N
here, on this blog, you do not need permission to slip into my asks. just do it. even if we haven’t interacted before. even if you’ve sent 10 already. send me more. i love getting asks (in character or out of character) and yeah, i’m slow as fuck, but i promise you i will get to them. have at it, fill my inbox with memes or impromptu starters or just tell me how your day is going. it really doesn’t matter. just go ahead and do it. i promise, i don’t get annoyed seeing the same people in my inbox, actually it makes me happy because yAY MORE INTERACTIONS. so just do it.
33K notes
·
View notes
Text
Enneagram Type 3
Enneagram Type 3 - The Achiever
Focused on the presentation of success, to attain validation
People of this personality type need to be validated in order to feel worthy; they pursue success and want to be admired. They are frequently hard working, competitive and are highly focused in the pursuit of their goals, whether their goal is to be the most successful salesman in the company or the "sexiest" woman in their social circle. They are often "self-made" and usually find some area in which they can excel and thus find the external approbation which they so desperately need. Threes are socially competent, often extroverted, and sometimes charismatic. They know how to present themselves, are self-confident, practical, and driven. Threes have a lot of energy and often seem to embody a kind of zest for life that others find contagious. They are good networkers who know how to rise through the ranks. But, while Threes do tend to succeed in whatever realm they focus their energies, they are often secretly afraid of being or becoming "losers."
Threes can sometimes find intimacy difficult. Their need to be validated for their image often hides a deep sense of shame about who they really are, a shame they unconsciously fear will be unmasked if another gets too close. Threes are often generous and likable, but are difficult to really know. When unhealthy, their narcissism takes an ugly turn and they can become cold blooded and ruthless in the pursuit of their goals.
Because it is central to the type Three fixation to require external validation, Threes often, consciously and unconsciously, attempt to embody the image of success that is promoted by their culture. Threes get in trouble when they confuse true happiness, which depends on inner states, with the image of happiness which society has promoted. If a Three has a "good" job and an "attractive" mate, he might be willing, through an act of self-deception which is also self-betrayal, to ignore the inner promptings which tell him that neither his job, nor his mate are fulfilling his deeper needs. Even the most "successful" Threes, who generally appear quite happy, often hide a deeply felt sense of meaninglessness. The attainment of the image never quite satisfies.
0 notes
Photo



Heavenly Bodies Make Us Fight.
ᴍᴀʀꜱ ꜰᴀɪʀᴇɢᴀᴢᴇ ʀᴇᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ꜰᴀʟᴄᴏɴꜱ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴅᴇꜰᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛꜱ.
ᴿᵘˡᵉˢ. ᴮⁱᵒ. ¹⁸⁺ ᴴᴾ ᴼᶜ ᴿᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸ. ᴸⁱᵏᵉ/ᴿᵉᵇˡᵒᵍ/ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷ
3 notes
·
View notes
Photo

Beautiful Libraries:
The Long Room, Trinity College Dublin, Ireland.
28K notes
·
View notes
Text
poly ships. *SCREAMS* i want them all. i need them all. i will sacrifice…. my left pinky toe for poly ships. and poly ships with more than two muns ? *chef’s kiss* i want that too. so that there can be a group chat with screaming about our stupid children. okay. i’m okay. *SCREAMS* polyships !!!
747 notes
·
View notes
Note
Mars had a sneaking suspicion that sleepwalking was definitely not what she had been doing, but did not feel inclined to push the point.
“Don’t worry, no one but us will ever know.”
Escorting her back to the floor of the staff quarters, he smiled warmly and gave her a little nod.
“Sleep well. Perhaps lock your door so you don’t go wandering out again?”
👀
Send “👀” to find my muse wearing nothing but an oversized shirt.
@marsfairegaze
This wasn’t something Minerva ever did. One of her caliber did NOT get trapped on the castle stairs wearing nothing but a large shirt. It would have been a nightmare if it hadn’t been for the countless portraits gasping in shock to see her standing there, petrified, and holding on to the banister while the staircase shifted.
Once it settled on a landing, it didn’t get any better. She locked eyes with Mars and instantly had a dread fill her stomach while flushing bright pink. To collect what little dignity she had left, Minerva cleared her throat and stood tall while holding the shirt down over her thighs.
“Good evening,” she tilted her head at him before side-stepping onto the landing. “They’re on the move again so…be careful.”
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
“Willows bark? Are they rough? I did ride a broom for a long time.”
His hand stayed warm where Desmin had touched it, even after he let go. Warm and nice, and Mars felt the feeling spread to his chest.
“Oh, yes! I’ll get them back to you within a day. You’ll be toasty warm, that I can promise.”
The questions came so fast and so random, Mars laughed but tried to keep each one in his mind as they walked.
“Let’s see... Color, probably emerald green. That’s the Slytherin in me. I also am a huge fan of gold. I’d wear solid gold if I thought I could pull it off. Favorite food, hm. That one’s rough. But I’m really a fan of a margherita pizza. Fresh red sauce, ah. I love it.”
He had to stop and laugh again before the next answer, but wasn’t ashamed to answer.
“No, no I haven’t had a boyfriend show up before. I’ve actually...well, I’ve never had a boyfriend. I didn’t really come out until later in my life. Quidditch was my life, and...well, it was still the time when coming out might hurt my chances of staying on the team. So I didn’t come out until my later years. And...favorite plant. I’m not sure I have one. I enjoy looking at them, but I know so little about them.”
Sure he had answered all the questions, he shot Desmin another smile.
“What about you? Favorite color, food, plant? Ever been in a relationship?”
Desmin looked at the other, more than a little surprised that he’d agreed to go but nodded and took his hand to stand. He looked down at their joined hand then slipped his long fingered hands from the other mans and used his thumbs to rub the other’s palm.
“Your hand reminds me of willows bark.” He smiled thinking that his own hands were more likely to be dirty and dry than well worn from work. Keeping one’s hands in soil was great for the skin. Desmin didn’t think as he led then the way but let go of Mars hand. “I’ll led you my traveling cloak and suit jackets to charm. I can charm but after they’re washed it never seems to stick again.” Desmin explained with a frowned then shrugged.
“Tell me, aside from Quidditch, tell me about yourself? What is your favorite color? Favorite food? Ever have a boyfriend just appear in a locker room after a game before? What’s your favorite plant?” Desmin rattled for a moment before turning a corner off Diagon Alley to Horizont Alley.
19 notes
·
View notes
Text
/ROLLS IN
Hello tumblr dashboard friends.
Do you like Harry Potter? Do you like fun and chaos and human rights and acceptance? Do you like future-based OC-focused (some canons ok) rpgs? Do you have access to a computer? (mobile is doable but pain in the ass to an extent) Are you okay with filling out an application for a character? (NOT an audition, we just wanna know whomst the heck your beautiful character is) Are you interested in joining a community of 50+ super awesome super nice writers who constantly have 295270353 plots up their sleeves amidst one story arch, site-wide plot? Would you enjoy monthly IC and OOC writing challenges? Do you like to scream in all caps?
THEN DM ME because boy do I have the place FOR YOU
6 notes
·
View notes
Photo



Heavenly Bodies Make Us Fight.
ᴍᴀʀꜱ ꜰᴀɪʀᴇɢᴀᴢᴇ ʀᴇᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ꜰᴀʟᴄᴏɴꜱ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴅᴇꜰᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛꜱ.
ᴿᵘˡᵉˢ. ᴮⁱᵒ. ¹⁸⁺ ᴴᴾ ᴼᶜ ᴿᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸ. ᴸⁱᵏᵉ/ᴿᵉᵇˡᵒᵍ/ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷ
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Please like for a starter from Mars!

1 note
·
View note
Text
Do you ever look at guys hands and think fuck yes
260K notes
·
View notes
Photo




Honeydukes in Hogsmeade at The Wizarding World of Harry Potter
81K notes
·
View notes