#the only way i can understand people is by sorting them on hogwarts houses

[trippingontheescalator]

Snape Headcanons

He's bad at geography. Sure, he knows this super rare, obscure potion ingredient can only be found in this one area in Laos, but ask him to find Laos on a map he won't have a clue. There was a time he dreamed about seeing world, but he quickly realized he would never get the opportunity and so doesn't see any purpose in learning geography.

A lot of the Marauders' claims about him, like knowing curses as a first year, are exaggerated, but the one thing they're right about is Snape was very nosy. Part of it was because it was useful; knowledge is power, after all. He could trade gossip with his fellow Slytherins, or use it to keep one step ahead of the Marauders (or taunt them with it). But most of it is just his natural curiosity. He's a people watcher. He doesn't often understand people, is bad at human interaction, so he watches from a distance.

Severus knows half the first years think he's some sort of vampire and he revels in it. He knows exactly the kind of image he creates, dressing up in those long black, swishing robes, the spooky dungeons with the jars full of animal body parts. His taste is 33% Mad-Scientist-Run-Amuck, 33% Sad-Victorian-Boy-Dying-of-Tuberculosis, 33% Tacky-Post-Halloween-Discounted-Decor, and 1% Lucius's-Increasing-Despair-to-Make-Severus-Into-a-Functional-Human-Being.

In addition to potions and reading, Severus also does a lot of writing. He's been working on-and-off on a novel since he was fifteen. At this point, it's almost 500,000 words long. One of the few ways he's able to express his thoughts and feelings is through fiction. The main character was heavily based on Lily, especially in the early stages when they were still friends, but as he grew older he put more of himself into the character and now she's become the version of himself he wishes he could be. The night before he kills Dumbledore he burns the entire thing.

Severus knows the DADA position is cursed. Everyone knows it's cursed. He still asks to teach it every year because he also knows that it's the only way he can escape Hogwarts, and he's willing to risk death to do it.

His feelings for Lily have gone through the entire spectrum. At times, she was a sister to him, especially the years before Hogwarts. He used to be incredibly jealous of Petunia, wished he could be Lily's sibling and live in their house and have their parents. It became romantic as a young teenager, especially since she was the only person he felt safe enough with for his pubescent mind to fixate on and explore his budding sexuality. Later, as he became friends with the other Slytherins in his year, it was strictly platonic but nonetheless a very deep friendship. They were both trying to control the other, and Severus was especially worried that Lily would end up like Eileen if she gave into Potter's charms. After his failed apology, he grew angry and resentful and he tried very much to hate her (but he couldn't, not even after she married Potter). And then, after her death, it circled back around to brotherly. He liked to remember those early years best of all, and his devotion to a better cause after her death parallels that of Dumbledore's after Ariana died.

Look I know there's a lot of confusion about godparents, and HP didn't help by being coy about religion, but a godparent isn't a legally appointed guardian. Like, they definitely can be if the parents want that (as it appears to be the case with Sirius Black), but that's not the default. A godparent sponsors a child's baptism and is in charge of their spiritual upbringing, making sure they know their catechism, etc (hence the god part of godparent, its a Catholic/Anglican thing). And the most widespread religion in HP does seem to be Christianity with Christmas being celebrated and whatnot (though I do headcanon the purebloods have their own Druidic/Christian hybrid religion going on). With that being said-- Severus Snape is Draco's godfather. He's also Merula Snyde's godfather. And Pansy Parkinson's godfather. And, like, the godfather of 10 other kids of former Death Eaters. Severus Snape climbed the Death Eater ladder; he was one of Voldemort's favourites during the First War and these other Death Eaters were like, "Damn. I got to get on his good side. Please sponsor my child's baptism."

[t1oui]

chaotic bcj headcanons bc i have brainrot about this man OFTEN

italian, greek (mum), british, and spanish (dad)

grew up in italy, it's his first language (he was invited to hogwarts bc his dad works for the ministry)

can learn a language in about 2 seconds

speaks italian, english, greek, and spanish (only learned it to spite his dad who can't speak spanish)

almost sorted into ravenclaw, he was nearly a hatstall

likes to spend his time pointing out all the reasons why english sucks (he is probably the best english speaker of all his friends and he wasn't fluent till he was 11 (they've been speaking english their entire lives))

very tall. it is literally impossible to lose this man in a crowd

loves to swim but gets pissy if the water's too warm

is a sub 100%. if evan is ace he's still a sub but in a nonsexual way

he's crazy in the way that all smart people are a lil crazy because nobody fully understands him (read: he's best friends with lily evans)

makes fun of jegulus for being jealous but will throw hands if someone smiles at evan from across the great hall

in constant need of piggyback rides but too tall to get them from anybody but remus

love language is physical touch, if he is not touching someone at all times he gets anxious

this usually means holding hands with his friends... and biting evan

worships the ground his bf walks on daily <3

never studies but has perfect grades

loves dying his hair, usually green but also random colors like red and purple and blue (pandora's favorite color)

once sirius dyed barty's hair hot pink to get back at him for who knows what it's barty but barty actually loved it (sirius was PISSED)

bisexual

happily asks evan to give him pictures to wank to (evan obliges)

have i mentioned he's a total fucking simp. yeah

was quidditch commentator for 2 seconds before mcgonagall fired him (he kept gossiping about the players)

actually loves people so deeply it hurts (james does the same thing but his love for people is on the surface while barty hides his most of the time)

hella adhd

insists on being the little spoon, can't sleep otherwise

has a ton of piercings and is completely COVERED in tattoos (at least half are dedicated to evan, the other half to the rest of his friends (including the gryffindors, especially lily!!))

mama's boy, like this man brings up his mom every 6 seconds, he thinks she's the smartest person on earth (other than evan ofc)

has a lot in common with james (as seen above), barty beefs with him for about a month and then realizes james is actually super chill (james and evan were already friends lol)

the biggest fuck you to his dad? not only does he hate politics, he wants to be an artist

likes painting just fine, and drawing is ok (he mostly just draws evan and the skittles, sometimes others like lily and james), but he LOVES ceramics

is an amazing cook, spends a lot of time in the kitchens with the house elves

(in a world without voldemort, he and hermione granger would get along very well)

favorite subjects are charms and defense against the dark arts (y'all remember when he was actually kind of a good dada professor in gof? yeah)

my computer's about to die so i'll leave it here, might add more later tho <3

[evangelinesecondacc]

Love

Mattheo Riddle x Y/N

Part 1

First year, 12 years old

Love, love, love.

It truly is beautiful.

It starts early in the first years of life.

It starts in the childhood.

All children are being loved by their parents, they are being loved and cared, that’s what makes a childhood special and remarkable.

At least that’s what most of them say.

But what if a person has never felt love or affection in any kind of way?

What if they are twelve years old, on the train to their first year in Hogwarts, glad they are escaping their family.

The family that brought them nothing but pure pain and fear, scarring them for the rest of their life.

That will be all over. No more sleepless nights, no more nightmares, no more muffling their cries in their pillow, no more being terrorized by their family. It’s all over, for now.

But now they truly are all alone.

“Is that seat taken?”, a little girl points at the seat across the boy, who’s sitting next to the window drowned in his thoughts.

Her hair is braided with a little pink bow at the end.

“Hello?”, she asks him again, confused of why he seems so distant and perplex.

“No, you can take it.”, the boy quickly says, slightly embarrassed of himself that it took him so long to reply.

“I am Y/N, Y/L/N”, the little girl says, now sitting across him and holding out her hand.

“Mattheo Riddle”, the boy says and weirdly shakes her hand as he carefully waits for a reaction, but nothing happens.

Her face doesn’t go pale, her eyes don’t widen in fear, she simply smiles at him

“Nice to meet you Mattheo Riddle”

The boy is confused. Why is it nice to meet him? Does he have to say it back? Why is she still sitting here?

“What’s wrong? Are you scared of train rides? Don’t worry, I am with you, you don’t have to be scared, you are not alone.”

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“Yeah, and I heard that he is Italien.”

“Italien?”, Mattheo asks.

The group of Mattheo, Y/N, Pansy, Draco, Blaise and Lorenzo are sitting together in the dining hall.

“Why would he join us in the middle of the year? Is that even allowed?”, the boy asks, Blaise in furrowing his eyebrows in mutual confusion.

“Well I don’t know, that’s all I heard, but apparently they can make an exception if the student has the basic knowledge of magic.”, Pansy says, Y/N nodding at her response.

Dumbledore catches the halls attention by clapping his hands.

“Students, students. I am sure you have heard about the new coming student from Italy, he will be joining us, please welcome Theodore Nott.”

It’s uncomfortably silent in the hall as the brown haired boy enters the room.

Dumbledore quickly continues.

“Because he has not been sorted into a house we will quickly let him get sorted now.”,

He sits down on the chair while the hat is put on his head.

“He is cute.”, Pansy whispers in Y/Ns ear, and both the girls start giggling.

“SLYTHERIN”, the hat yells and the slytherin table irrupts into cheering and clapping.

You can definitely tell that the boy is not having the time of his life, he seems more stoic and distant, just like the way Mattheo seemed the first Y/N saw him.

She would never be scared of him because of a stupid last name. She encountered many people being horrified of Mattheo even though he is just a boy. Just a boy with a stupid last name. She genuinely didn’t understand how people could be so cruel towards him, it seemed like only his friends were truly accepting him.

Y/N waves at the boy and signals him to sit next to her. So does the boy and thanks her with a nod.

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”, Draco jokes and Pansy immediately smacks the back of his head.

“Are you stupid, he can’t speak English dummy”, she says in an angry voice.

The group can’t help but laugh and so does Theodore.

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2. Year, 13 year old

The cold winter air is making the students cheeks and noses blush. Hogwarts is covered in snow, making it look straight out of a fairytale.

“Y/N”, Mattheo yells at her from behind her back.

“What is it?”, she asks and turns around as she suddenly gets hit by a snowball in the face.

Mattheos giggles hang in the air as he starts to run away from her.

“WAIT TILL I GET YOU”, she laughs and runs after him with a snowball in her hand.

The two children run and giggle while snowballs are being thrown at each other.

“STOP RUNNING SO FAST YOU WILL SLI-“, before she can finish her sentence Mattheo is lying on the ground face first.

Her face drops as she sees him and quickly but carefully walks over to him.

“ARE YOU OKAY?!”, she asks while panicking.

The little girl quickly helps him up to his feet and gasps, his nose is bleeding but doesn’t seem broken.

“Fucks sake”, the boy cusses under his breath and touches his bloody nose.

Y/N gives him a tissue to stop the bleeding.

“Let’s go to the medical wing”, she says and takes him by the hand to lead him.

“How did you even manage to get that?”, the nurse asks him while she cleans his wound with alcohol. Mattheo hisses in pain and Y/N can’t help but giggle at the sight.

“He slipped on the ice and fell”, she says with a smirk on her face.

“HaHa”, the boy says monotone and glares at her playfully.

“You should not run on the ice, didn’t your parents taught you that?”, the nurse says in a harsh tone.

The little boys face drops.

No, his parents didn’t taught him that.

Y/N feels a sting in her heart, knowing what Mattheo is thinking.

When the nurse is done bandaging him, they walk back to the Slytherin common room in silence.

“Imma go get to sleep, good night Y/N”, Mattheo says.

“Good night.”, she says and is about to leave to, but something inside stops her.

“Mattheo”, she says and turns around, Mattheo stops in his tracks but doesn’t turn to face her.

“I am sorry.”

“Goodnight Y/N”, he repeats and leaves.

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“-the most powerful potion in the world, it’s rumored to smell differently to each person, according to what attracts them.”

“Exactly, thank you miss Granger.”, the professor says.

“This potion will be important for your final grade this year, I will pair you into groups and you will have two hours to write me a report of what you smell, what you see and what happens while brewing the potion.”

“Draco and Hermoini, Theodore and Pansy, Blaise and Astoria, Harry and Cho, Ron and…”

After the professor is done pairing the groups everyone is allowed to leave the room and look for books or recipes.

Mattheo and Y/N walk to the library and search for an instruction sheet for brewing Armortentia.

“Ah here it is”, Mattheo says and tries to reach the book at the top shelf, but he can’t manage to grab the book.

“Wait, let me try”, Y/N says and jumps up to grab the book but also fails.

“Get on my shoulders”, Mattheo says and pats his shoulders to signal her to jump on him.

He kneels down and Y/N gets on his shoulders and Mattheo balances himself up again.

“Don’t move so much”, he says as Y/N grabs the book.

“Shut up”, she says, and lets the book accidentally drop on his head.

“Ouch”, he says monotone and Y/N giggles.

“Let’s do this”, the girl says and jumps off his shoulders. They quickly walk back to the classroom to brew the potion.

“You have all the ingredients?”, she asks him and he nods.

“Okay, now we have to note what happens while it brews…”, she mumbles as she looks closely at the potion.

They watch as the mixture starts to bubble and turn into a reddish colour.

“It… changes… colours..”, they both mumble while they write it down.

“Okay, so what do you smell?”, she asks and holds the potion under his nose.

Mattheo sniffs on it but furrows his brows.

“I smell nothing?”, the boy says, the only thing that hangs in the air is the smell of Y/Ns perfume?

“Huh, that’s weird”, she says as she tries to smell it too.

The only thing that she smells is what she smelled before, paper and Mattheos shampoo.

“Perhaps we forgot an ingredient?”

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3.year, 14 years old

“WHERE IS HE?”, Y/N asks Pansy panicked.

“They are in the common room”, Pansy says with panic in her eyes.

Y/N doesn’t hesitate and starts to run towards the Slytherin common room, from where you can hear yells and punches.

“MATTHEO, MATTHEO STOP”, she yells as she pushes herself through the crowd of students, that have circled the fight between Mattheo and Theodore.

“MATTHEO STOP IT”, she yells again as she tries to drag him away from Theodore who is lying on the floor with a bloody nose and mouth.

“YOU FUCKING BASTARD”, he yells at Theodore, who just punched him back in the face.

“GUYS STOP YOU ARE FRIENDS!”, Y/N yells hopelessly.

Y/N tries to stop them both and pulls Theodore by his shirt, when suddenly Mattheos fist collides with Y/Ns jaw.

The students gasp and everyone freezes for a moment.

The ringing sound in Y/Ns head is unbearable and she drops to her knees, holding her jaw in shock.

Pansy quickly runs towards Y/N and crouches down.

Tears well in her eyes and the lump in her throat makes her feel like suffocating.

Pansy help Y/N up and they quickly walk away.

“Fuck Y/N i didn’t meant to, I-“, Mattheo stutteres shocked of himself.

“Don’t”, Pansy mumbles as she pushes through the crowd and runs to her dorm room.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?”, Theodore yells at Mattheo but he doesn’t react only one thought is going through his mind right now.

He fucked up.

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“You can’t ignore him forever Y/N”, Pansy and Y/N are having a sleepover in Y/Ns dorm, like every other night.

“He really upset me”, Y/N mumbles and continues to braid Pansy’s hair.

“It’s been three weeks Y/N, didn’t he apologize to you?”

“No, he isn’t even looking at my direction”

“Asshole”, Pansy mumbles.

“Why did he and Theodore even fight? I thought they were best friends?”, Y/N asks Pansy now more angry than sad.

“Apparently he was freaking out and Mattheo tried to calm him down, he then said something about you, don’t know what tho, that made Mattheo really angry and after that the whole situation escalated, but that’s just what I heard.

I am pretty sure that he was still in shock, he usually is really sweet and kind, I don’t know, poor thing was probably in denial.”, she shrugs.

Y/Ns heart drops.

“But that still doesn’t excuse the fact that he hit me and didn’t even apologize, now I have this nasty bruise and am angry at him.”, she mutteres.

“How is Theo doing anyway?”, Y/N asks, now feeling bad for Theodore.

“He won’t eat or talk, I had to force him to eat something, Lorenzo stays with him the whole time, he is scared that he might hurt himself, you know?”

“Is he still doing it?”

“Well he was clean for like three months, but right now he isn’t the most stable and might try to cope with it like that, I really hope he doesn’t though..”, Pansy says with a sad face.

“You love him, don’t you?”, Y/N say with a sad smile on her face.

Pansy nods. “I do, yeah..”

“And what about Mattheo? Are they talking again?”, Y/N asks.

“Not really, it’s really tense between them, I think they both just need time right now-“

Suddenly Blaise is rushing into the dorm.

“What the fuck Blaise?”, Pansy curses but immediately gets quiet as she sees Blaise’s face.

Something happened. Y/Ns face drops.

“Guys, something is wrong with Mattheo, he is completely panicking, I don’t know what’s happening, please help.”, Blaise says completely out of breath.

Y/N quickly stands up and puts on her shoes.

“Where is he?”, she asks as she pulls over a hoodie.

“In his dorm, he doesn’t want to see me, I don’t know what to do.”

“It’s fine, you stay here, I know what’s happening.”, she says and grabs her keys before she quickly runs out of the girl’s dormitory hall, and runs up the stairs towards Mattheos dorm.

She tries to open the door but it’s locked.

Luckily she has a second key for his dorm, for exactly this kind of reason.

She quietly gets in and closes the door behind her.

His dorm room is dimmed and all messy.

Shaky and short breaths are filling the room.

Shit.

“Matt?”, the breaths stop for a moment.

“Go away Y/N…please.”, Mattheo says with a broken voice.

“It’s okay”, she says in a shushing tone and turns on the light, on his nightstand.

Now that she can see clear, the room looks messier than before, his book are all lying all over the floor, his mirror is broken and has bloodstains over it, and all of his sketches are either ripped or all scrunched up, on the floor.

She crouches down and picks up a sketch that catches her eye.

It’s a sketch of her, but it’s the only that isn’t ripped or scrunched, it just lays there.

Y/N walks towards the other side of his bed and sees him sitting on the floor, his back leaning on the wall and his head between his knees.

She says nothing and sits down on the floor next to him.

“please, you need to leave…”, he mumbles.

“Why?”, she asks him quietly.

He gulps and breathes in hardly.

“You feel are hyperventilating, the lump in your throat makes you feel like you are going to see god. Your hands are trembling and your knees feel like they no longer exist. You feel weak, and scared.”, Y/N states, she takes his bloody hand and starts to draw stars on it with her fingertip.

Y/N knows exactly what to do and how to talk to him, since these panic attacks happen every now and then.

“But you are not suffocating, actually, you are perfectly fine, your throat is just a little bit sore and you won’t see god yet. Your hands stop shaking so much and your knees are fine.

You may feel like loosing your mind…, but that all is just in here,”, she says and taps on his head.

He looks up, bloodshot eyes meeting hers.

“Why were you ignoring me?”, she now quietly asks.

“I am scared of myself.”, he says, his voice is raw and hurt.

“I am seeing him in my reflection Y/N, the way he hit me, my mother, at the end of the day I am his son, I have his blood in my veins…,Theodore was right.”, he says so vulnerable and broken that Y/N needs to take a deep breath.

“Whatever Theodore said, he was out of his mind, his mother died, he probably didn’t meant to say that.”

“But he is right Y/N, he is right, I have his fucking blood in my body, I am just like him.”

“Don’t say that! You are nothing, and absolutely nothing like him! Do you understand?! You are the most gentle and most kind person I’ve ever met in my entire life, you are anything but like your father.”, she says and cups his cheeks and looks him in the eyes.

“The only thing you share is one last name.”, she whispers.

“Does it hurt?”, he asks her and points at her bruises jaw. She shakes her head no.

His eyes well with tears and Y/N immediately goes to hug him.

“I am so, so sorry, I am so sorry, i didn’t meant to hit you, you were suddenly right in front of me, and I- I couldn’t look at you, I feel like I am putting you in danger, I-“, he cries into her hair.

“Mattheo, the only danger here is your mind, nothing else. I am more safe with you, than with everyone else.”

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4.year, 15 years old

“Don’t move”, Y/N mumbles at Mattheo who is lying on her lap as she tries to draw him the perfect eyeliner.

“So, first side is ready, now the left eye.”, she says as she holds him up a mirror, for him to look at her masterpiece.

“I don’t understand why you girls do all this stuff, I think it would make me crazy”, he huffs as she tries to draw him the second eyeliner.

Y/N giggles. “First of all, it’s actually really fun and second of all the boys don’t find me pretty without makeup, so I have no other choice.”

“Of course you have, if you really love someone, you also love them without any makeup and accept their flaws.”, Mattheo states.

Y/N stops in her tracks.

“I don’t say you have any flaws, that’s not what I am saying, it’s just in general, you know?”, he says quickly, scared that he might have hurt her feelings.

Y/N giggles.

“Shut up idiot.”

“What? It’s just facts and-“,he gets cut off by Y/N.

“No, like actually shut up, I need to line your lips.”, she laughs and holds his face in place by grabbing his chin with one hand and lining his lips with the other one.

“I see your point, but that would mean for me to wait hundreds of years until someone would truly love me, you know? And it’s also really fun to get compliments from other people, it’s like some kind of approval, I don’t know.”, she mumbles as she looks for something in her makeup bag.

“What do you want to prove yourself?”, Mattheo asks confused and lifts his head.

“You know.., that I am pretty..”, she mumbles.

“WHOA wait-“, Mattheo says and quickly sits up, his face hardens and his eyes seem frustrated.

“Why do you think that you are not pretty? Did someone told you that? Who told you that? Tell me their name and I will make them regret, I swear to god if-“,

“My brain, my brain is telling me that, and I can’t help but listen to it sometimes..”, she interrupts.

Mattheos eyes soften immediately.

“Why would you think that?”

She takes a deep breath and avoids his gaze.

“I don’t know, just do..”, she mumbles.

Mattheo softly grabs her by the chin and makes her look at him.

“You are beautiful Y/N, and tell your brain to shut the fuck up, it’s lying.”, he says with a little smile on his lips.

“Thank you Mattheo.”, she says and smiles at him.

“Now lay back down I found what I was looking for..”, she says and holds up a lash curler.

“Nuh uh”, he says and shakes his head in fear and makes a grimace.

“Yuh uh, there’s nothing to be scared of, look just like this..”, Y/N says and shows him how to use it.

His eyes only widen.

“Ain’t no way that thing is touching my face!”, he says and quickly stands up to run out of her dorm room.

“MATTHEO COME BACK HERE-“

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WC:3236

AN:

So yuh, that’s just the prototype so it’s really not that good and short, but please remember that English is not my first language so correct me if I make mistakes

There will be a second part, but I don’t know when I will post it

(Spoiler?) I also wanted to say that the second part will contain many trigger warnings because I became many requests and I try to build them in, so there will be mentions of abuse, ED, SH and SA. I am not romanticizing that shit, js so u know, I js build them in because of their lore and what I think would be realistic.

There also will be some romantic stuff between them, the first part was pretty dry and more canon? Idk.

And please don’t forgive me bc I have no clue with the timelines so I will probably not follow them, I also have no clue about when or how Theos mom died.

Xoxo Eva❤️

[olderthannetfic]

https://www.tumblr.com/olderthannetfic/663370772509802496/do-you-know-what-the-origin-of-the-sold-to-one

So I was looking at this old post of yours (in your fandom meta tag) and has anyone else noticed that Hogwarts AU fanfic and meta about if this or that character from another fandom would be Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw has completely disappeared? I assume that this is related to JKR’s transphobia making her (understandably) persona non grata to a lot of online queer people of the kind who dominate fanfic fandom at least on AO3 (I’m less familiar with Wattpad or other corners of fandom that are overwhelmingly cishet and writing het, and the Bridgerton drama has taught me a lot about just how out of pace a lot of them are with even elementary queer stuff, yeesh). but I was wondering if others have noticed that. It did seem to really start to crater around 2019-20 when she stopped being coy and blaming it on “middle aged moments,” and started openly making transphobic tweets and writing essays about it rather than just “liking” others’. Like when I was into Yuri on Ice circa 2016-18, it was still all over that fandom, even though people were already souring on the actual official franchise stuff such as those terrible Fantastic Beasts movies.

So I’m mostly active in anime, JRPG and Western genre TV fandoms so I was curious if this was also happening elsewhere. I’m also wondering if the fact that actual HP fandom seems to be increasingly divorced from canon (like fanon pairings of characters who never interacted in canon being the most popular lately) is related to this too.

Cuz having a Hogwarts AU used to be a sign that a fandom had Arrived. I remember in 2016 you saw people doing house sortings for the people on the frickin 538 political podcast. Now I never see any of that even with huge fandoms.

It’s interesting to me given that it feels like her transphobia hasn’t dented much of her popularity with non online nerd culture. Like the third Fantastic Beasts movie failed but those had never been good and had been declining in box office numbers already. But the Hogwarts Legacy game sold really well. You still see HP in stores all over the place with other nerd culture staples like Star Wars and Marvel. Still constantly see brands doing collabs. I often find non online friends and family, including many who are genuine allies to the trans people in their lives, who have no idea about her transphobia. Or they’ve only heard a little and assume it’s some weird insular online culture thing that is just fans nitpicking, maybe having heard about some other Twitter “canceling” over nothing and figuring it’s like that. They’re always shocked and horrified when I tell them what she’s actually saying and doing.

--

Interesting question.

For me, as an Old, it just feels like Hogwarts AUs are part of my childhood, and why wouldn't they be less common now? But realistically, if they actually are declining, it does mean something.

There's no way for us to know if the "Would X be a Hufflepuff?" posts are really a thing of the past. That could be a question of whom one follows or of fans leaving one's platform. But we can at least poke at some AO3 tags and see if they show a pattern.

The relevant tags are Alternate Universe - Hogwarts and its metatag Alternate Universe - Harry Potter Setting.

There are 21,426 works in the metatag. Obviously, not everything uses the tag, but it's a starting point. (Some cursory playing with filters on big tags makes me think that maybe around 3/4 of HP AUs are actually tagged with a relevant AU tag.)

If we look at the AU tag itself, the numbers have come down in the last few years. (This year is obviously only half over, so we'd expect those numbers to be smaller.)

But we have to take into account how big the archive itself was. It's been growing significantly since it opened to staff accounts in late 2008 and then more widely in late 2009, so the overall rise doesn't mean much, but the recent drop might.

It does seem like there's a downward trend lately, but it doesn't look like it's falling off a cliff.

[sugarsnappeases]

hi karaaaaaa talk to me about any rare pair you feel like yapping about <3

aaaaaa hiii this made me so happy <333 i’ve decided it’s Time for us to have a proper chat about tomlily….. @quillkiller and i’s second-born child

the first thing you need to know is that they’re both sociopaths (sociopath lily oh how i looove youuu)..... i made this post before about the quote 'beautiful monsters composed of every individual perfection' and how it relates to lily, but i think it's interesting to consider in terms of her being a sociopath (this is actually how our first tomlily convo began, way back whenever it was). her making sure that every part of herself is viewed as perfect, carefully curating her public image - she's the miracle muggleborn! so smart, so kind, so helpful and friendly and every single good characteristic! a shoe-in for head girl, the perfect prefect, responsible and hard-working and everything that anyone could possibly want from her! and she's good at it too. everyone sees her exactly as she wants them too..... not unlike our good friend tom marvolo riddle when he was at hogwarts...........

i think one of the central parts of their relationship is the concept of immortality. they’re both kind of made up of the same sort of thing. they’re the same at their cores. both of them showed up at hogwarts as muggleborns thrust into a completely new world and they’re both so determined to succeed and be more than what they came from and to have absolutely everything, to have their cake and eat it too!!!!! for lily, this comes in the form of being revered, putting herself on a pedestal, she’s going to Leave Her Mark and be remembered and she doesn’t care what she has to do to get there (btw i really recommend this fic about sociopath lily, it’s so so interesting and i think nearly entirely encapsulates my vision of her……). the idea that if she can’t be immortalised in her deeds while she’s alive, she’s going to become immortal in her death, martyring herself. she’s a saint, she’s a puppet master, she’s as close to a god as a girl can get.

without. of course. resorting to actual immortality. which is the path tommy boy chooses. obviously. i think there are such parallels here. he’s a presumed-muggleborn, in slytherin, the house of the ambitious and the pureblood supremacists, he’s got the biggest god complex known to man and he grew up in an orphanage in london in the middle of the blitz!!!! all factors that contribute to his fear of death and his desperation to be More Than That. more than just another orphan killed by a bomb. more than just another nameless muggleborn lost in the pureblood-centric society. more than anything that anyone has ever seen before. he’s going to make a name for himself, and he’s going to make sure that nobody ever forgets it, and he’s going to be immortal. he’s going to be more god than man (even if it makes him a monster).

anyway. taking them together, as you can see, they’re cut from the same cloth (although side note!! i think lily’s lack of fear of death gives her the potential to be even more dangerous than tom is….) and bc of this, they’re the only ones who can see under each other’s carefully curated masks (although!! another side note… i think they each have another person who can - dumbledore for tom, and petunia for lily, but that’s not entirely relevant rn).

they understand each other and they want to cut each other open and burrow their way into each other’s rib cages. they kill people together - lily is much more messy w it, all blood under her nails and on her teeth. tom prefers the cleanliness of an avada kedavra but the blood gets all over his clothes anyway from when he touches lily. also cannibalism and intricate blood rituals that bind them together forever and intertwining themselves so thoroughly that nothing could ever separate them (although! another side note! jen and i don’t think they’re at all interested in sex. the other things they do (murder etc) are far more intimate and romantic and exciting to them!!!!).

and in the end, they’ll kill each other, pull each other apart and devour each other entirely. the only person who could possibly kill tom is lily, and vice versa, they’re the only ones that would have the right to, or the power to, or deserve to etc etc. at the end it’s always them, a ticking time-bomb. them and a knife or a gun or a curse or a fire and their teeth sinking into each other and their blood flowing through each other’s veins and over each other's dying bodies. bc tom is the only one that Sees lily and lily is the only one that Sees tom, and they recognise themselves in each other and it’s soul-deep and dangerous and nasty and hungry and knowing and self-destructive and so so so sooooo interesting to me

consider: two people w the most Pristine public reputations. they’re politicians or something w bright white smiles and absolutely No skeletons in the closet. it’s a Win for non-purebloods worldwide to see them succeeding, they’re exemplary students and people and Public Figures. EXCEPT!!!! as it turns out!!!! they’re fucking serial killers!!!!! i imagine them falling asleep in each other’s arms covered in blood from their latest victim, having their morning shower together, washing the blood out of each other’s hair and then going into the office….. they get caught. eventually. obviously. and it’s probs lily’s fault lol. but GOD guysss just imagine the scandal. the headlines. the shock and intrigue and horror at these two Perfect People having done such horrific things. they go on the run and/or commit a little bit of murder-suicide before they get caught btw. like i said nobody kills them but each other…. anyway enough from me!!!! thank you for letting me ramble <333

[thegirlwhowrites642]

Hiii :)

Do you have any Harry headcanons ?

In the previous episodes: Headcanons about the Potter kids and Teddy Headcanons about Ginny

Now, some Harry headcanons:

His favourite colour is red but that's basically canon

Called the big black dog he and Ginny adopted "Pad" (in reference to Padfoot of course), literally the only animal he managed to name out of all the zoo they have in the house

Canonically he becomes Head Auror at 27, around the same time Lily was born, so I think it happened for a similar reason to Ginny changing her job. Harry loves being in the action and it definitely wasn't his last opportunity to become Head Auror, but basically never going in the field and generally having way more stable hours meant having way more time for the kids

After the war, he discovers that there's an actual Potter vault at Gringrotts he started having access to at 17. There he finds, besides more money, a lot of family heirlooms, diaries, and things taken from the cottage and so he starts discovering more about the Potter family.

When Ginny goes back to Hogwarts, Harry doesn't exactly have the easiest time dealing with her absence. So once he understands that drinking himself to death might not be a great idea he decides to keep himself extremely busy. Obviously, Auror's training helps, but also he spends a lot of time with Teddy and, inspired by what he finds in the Potter vault, he starts investigating his family, finding distant relatives or simply people who knew his parents and grandparents and maybe even great-grandparents. Not only from the Potter side but the Evans one too. He writes to Ginny about it and it becomes a sort of game where she suggests places to check (especially with her pureblood knowledge of the wizarding world) and many of the people Harry meets become inside jokes between them, like some sort of characters

Lily has him wrapped around her little finger. In his defence, she looks just like her mother, what is he supposed to do??

He is like ridiculously good at his job? Especially when he comes to terms with the fact that he can be very intimidating and starts using that with purpose

He is the one that cooks usually, a sort of reappropriation of the activity after his childhood. Now he does it for the people he loves and that very much love him back.

When the kids are all at Hogwarts, he decides that he needs another hobby besides cooking. I've always imagined gardening because it's an open-air activity and it's very methodical and therefore relaxing. Maybe he starts keeping a vegetable garden.

Robards is absolutely the new addition to his collection of father figures.

When he becomes Head of the DMLE, he gets as secretary a very competent, very grumpy, lady that is old enough to be his mother. Harry adores her because she doesn't give a fuck about him being Harry Potter and when she retires he is grumpy about it for months.

On this note, Harry takes Ron leaving the Aurors as a bit of a personal offence. He gets over it eventually but oh, he definitely complains about it

The Auror partner he has for years is a guy ten years older than him, that already has a wife and very young kids when Harry meets him, so he becomes a bit of an older brother to Harry [I hate when people give Harry no new friends in the Aurors, the man works there for a billion years]. The Potters are all friends with this other family, they have dinners together once in a while, the kids are invited to the others' birthdays, stuff like that

When Ginny plays for the Harpies he is the only guy in the group at parties. The only players with a partner are a couple of older married women that don't usually go to parties, all the younger girls are young and single so they basically adopt Harry as a brother and ask him for advice with the guys (to Ginny's great amusement and Harry's horror) but he actually grows into the role

As much as he hates to admit it, one thing he learns from hanging out with Quidditch players is how easier it is to be friends with other famous people than non-famous ones

He teaches his kids how to duel because he is paranoic and also there's nothing more Harry Potter-like than teaching your kids in borderline illegal ways despite being Head Auror

He has some quirks that come very clearly from being raised by Petunia, like being a bit of a neat freak. In general, he needs some things in the house to be done in a certain way

When he eventually retires, he picks up some cases here and there as a private investigator, mainly because I think it would be hilarious for him to be in competition with a department he led for years

In short, grandpa/great-grandpa/great-great-grandpa Harry has Harry's idea of a perfect life: he spends a lot of time with the grandchildren, he has his vegetable garden, he has fun solving only the more interesting mysteries, he goes to events to support his writer wife, and they have a fun trip once in a while

[katakosmos]

i’m begging you to make a post with all the bartydora thoughts in one place PLEASE. I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING.

so, i see them in a very specific context, where evan, pandora and regulus are a really close friendgroup, and barty is the last to arrive. this works in my fic (cause, yk, it's the whole plot), but it could also work at hogwarts: evan and pandora are sorted in two different houses and, since they're inseparable and even a little arrogant, they don't have any friends except regulus, and they have known him since childhood.

barty, on the other hand, is a popular guy. even if he's a ravenclaw like pandora, they spoke to each other probably three times in four years. he also, like the twins, has no friends: he just knows people. and many.

he has never been interested in regulus, evan and pandora, but when the first rumors start to spread at hogwarts ("that rosier almost killed a kid!", "look! he came back without an eye!"), he finds himself completely fascinated by them.

somehow, he makes his way within the group. he's different from all of them: he's smart, but he doesn't care about having good grades if he has to work hard to get them; he goes to parties; he has an horrible family too, but he never seems to think about his parents, he doesn't even miss them. he says he doesn't have a family, that he's alone but happy.

so pandora sees barty, and she realizes that her life can be different. that she can be free from the obsessive control evan has over her (cause yk how my evan is: violent, control freak, obsessed with pandora in an unhealthy way; he can't stay away from her even for a second, they sleep in the same bed, he believes that every boy who talks to pandora wants to take her away from him).

and so she thinks barty is a sign, and that he came to save her. she could absolutely get rid of evan on her own (and in fact she will, much later), but after years of control, during which evan organized everything in her life, she doesn't even know what it means to be free to choose and decide. so she needs barty. he's the key.

she thinks "if i make him fall in love with me, we'll marry and i'll be free".

the first time pandora shows who she really is to someone, that someone is barty. and he doesn't get it. doesn't get her. because barty is sure he already knows the real pandora, but he doesn't really see beyond what pandora wants people to see: a beautiful girl who always smiles, a doll, kind and gentle.

and also, we could say he doesn't really care. he just finds it reassuring to have a source of positivity at his side, and he's not interested in understanding who pandora really is. so while she desperately tries to be saved (do you see how absurd this is?), barty is completely obsessed with evan, he has fallen right into his trap. because evan isn't stupid, he understood very well what pandora was doing, and he took away her last escape route too.

(and evan then – poor boy, he didn't expect it – falls into his own trap, because he discovers he can't resist barty, and that wasn't his plan).

and barty turns out to be just another version of evan, so imagine pandora's disappointment.

this is what happens "behind the scenes" i would say, but in reality barty and pandora adore each other. he is completely devoted to the twins, and he treats pandora like a goddess. he loves her and he tries in every way to make her happy. pandora finds him very cute and funny; barty introduces her to parties (and also to xenophilius), and barty is actually one of the first people to treat pandora for who she is: a completely separate individual from evan, a girl with a different personality and different interests.

their relationship is not sexual. they kissed a couple of times, but laughing and joking, so they both knew it was not serious. is it just a friendship then? no, because they feel some sort of desire towards each other. barty would have sex with her, sometimes he dreams of it, but only because he knows it can never happen.

pandora is unattainable and this excites him.

(adding a pinterest board)

[fanfic-lover-girl]

Do Draco Fans Really Love Draco?

I read a Quora post last year when I was still new to HP where the user did an AO3 fic analysis and pointed to the number of fanfics to prove how much Draco's fans love him and how overrated he is.

But I think all these fanfics prove how misunderstood Draco is as a character. You see all these fics where:

his parents are abusive

he was an angel all along and it's his parents' fault why he's mean

he becomes all hot and bothered like a fanboy for Harry as soon as Harry shows him some sort of decency

Draco is basically Ron but rich and blonde

he is basically male Ginny but rich and blonde

he simps for Hermione and thinks she is the most beautiful girl in the school (as if!)

his redemption fics have all his mean moments transplanted on another character (eg. Blaise, Theo, Vincent, Gregory or some random male OC) to make him look better

he acts all girly

he's a loner and no one understands him

he's self-conscious or has low self-esteem

he takes all the blame for his bad relationship with the trio like the golden trio were saints who never hurt him too and basically kisses their butts to repent

he's a mini Voldemort in training

he's a manwhore

befriending the golden trio is the only way for him to have a better life

befriending/dating someone in the golden trio is part of his redemption arc

he and Hermione are bestie study buddies

he and Harry use the sectumsempra scars as a romantic/sexual bonding moment

he renounces his pureblood supremacy beliefs faster than a Thanos snap

Astoria is the only reason he changed like he was not traumatized by an awful war

he can't fight or he's weak/pathetic etc...

Draco is not a poor misunderstood, abused baby or a demon child, baby Hitler. He's a normal boy who grew up with bigoted views. He has a loving family. He likes making impressions and being a class clown. He calls out Harry's show-off behaviour when no one else will. He tells things as it is when he calls out Hagrid for being an atrocious teacher and Hogwarts being a dumpster fire school. He likes girls and goes on to have a nice family. He repeatedly warns the golden trio about the approaching DEs and tells them to leave the area while being a complete jerk and laughing at the possibility of Hermione being attacked at the same time. He's not a wimp and can land blows in fights. He can be overly dramatic. He can be stoic in the face of humiliation/abuse. He's creative and artistic. He's a spoiled heir of a rich family who's confident and knows his worth. He's classist. He bit off more than he could chew when he became a DE. He has been group assaulted multiple times by his peers, more than what his rude behaviour deserved. He holds grudges against people who offend him. He seems to have good chemistry with his house. The golden trio accuse him of crimes we never see evidence of while being hypocrites and doing the same behaviour themselves (eg. Hermione accusing Draco of bullying first years as a prefect then she and Ron proceed to bully first years multiple times as prefects). He never truly shined because his author hated him.

I just want Draco content where he is portrayed fairly. Interesting fics without Drarry would be great too. Lord knows Drarry and Dramione are major culprits in this warping of poor Draco's character. Fanon Draco can be fun too but so many times it just feels like an OC with Draco's face on it.

I wish Draco could have more of the same kind of great self-actualization fics that Severus Snape has where he is allowed to be his best self without gay romance involved or where the romance is a background thing or where the golden trio are not involved. Just him vibing with other Slytherins and forgetting the golden trio even exists. I have enjoyed many amazing Draco fics but now that I have come to understand book!Draco more, a lot of them make me feel kind of unsatisfied and hollow now.

[v1ct0la]

sorting tlou2 characters into hogwarts houses because i’m bored and cbf to finish the fics i have stared 😀

i'm getting back into my harry potter era becuase i've been bingeing all the movies before they leave aus netflix tomorrow 🥲

pls ignore any grammatical mistakes i truly just could not be bothered to properly edit this

TWs: mentions of killing but just within tlou2 plot, nothing heavy

ellie williams - slytherin

ellie is 100% a slytherin IMO and i’m tired of everyone saying she's a gryffindor. she’s incredibly ambitious, driven, cunning (uses her own intelligence and skills for personal gain, i.e. tracking abby and killing all her friends), ruthless (in the aforementioned killing), self-reliant (rejects help, oftentimes from joel, i.e. at the dance), and brash, all of which are big traits of slytherins. we see her cunning, ambition, and drive particularly in her drive to kill abby, and ellie's disregard for the people that get in her way (i.e. owen, mel, nora).

abby anderson - gryffindor

in my eyes, abby is definitely a gryffindor. she's brave, stubborn, can oftentimes be blunt, and is not one to back down. i know some people argue that she'd be a slytherin because they have an idea that abby = evil and evil = slytherin, but i disagree. abby has drive, but it isn't pushed to the extreme like we see with ellie. abby also has a pretty solid moral compass, with the exception of killing joel, but i would argue she was haunted by grief from her father's death. i think, in general, she understands what's right and just, and tends to act accordingly, rather than choose pretty self-centred actions like we see ellie do.

dina woodward - ravenclaw

i was tossing up between ravenclaw and hufflepuff for dina, but i settled with ravenclaw because i think it just makes more sense. dina is rational, logical, is an observer rather than someone who acts, and she doesn't jump into things on a whim - we see this when tommy visits ellie and dina at the farmhouse to try and get ellie back on abby's trail - dina is rational in understanding that continuing ellie's revenge quest will get them nowhere and leave them with more blood on their hands.

joel miller - gryffindor

joel was a really hard character for me to sort, because i think he has traits from both gryffindor and slytherin. ultimately, i ended up in gryffindor, because i think, especially in the first game, joel shows his bravery and stubbornness to leave ellie with the fireflies. while joel's killings might be more slytherin, as they are quite self-serving, they weren't intentionally so, unlike ellie's.

jesse - hufflepuff

jesse's a hufflepuff to me. he's hardworking, honest, compassionate, practical, and dependable. jesse is loyal, and determined to protect the greater good. i see this especially when he tries to get ellie to go with him when they suspect the sniper in seattle is tommy, and make sure he's safe (where ellie stays to track down owen and mel, jesse finds tommy).

tommy miller - gryffindor

i put tommy in gryffindor because not only is he loyal, especially to maria and joel, but he's also very brave and definitely stubborn. i do think he's a little brash, like ellie.

lev - hufflepuff

lev was definitely a bit harder, but i landed on hufflepuff because of his drive to do good. i can see this in him especially when he calls off abby from killing dina. he's loyal, especially to his mother (despite everything), yara, and also abby once he begins to trust her.

yara - ravenclaw

yara is very rational, analytical, and intelligent, hence sorting her into ravenclaw. she's also very emotionally intelligent, especially when it comes to lev, and i noticed this in how she talks to abby.

owen moore - hufflepuff

i put owen in hufflepuff because he's got a very strong moral compass, diffuses confrontation, is generally good-hearted, and very practical. he doesn't jump into things irrationally and is loyal to his close circle.

mel - slytherin

mel is realistic, determined, and quite assertive in what she wants, hence slytherin.

i hope all this makes sense! pls don't hate on me if you disagree 😅, but my comments are open and i'd love to hear what you guys think!

also i used this image for sorting info...

[ch-4-eri]

Okay so I totally understand if you don't want to write another George fic since the last two you posted were about him (and if so then please ignore this), but if you're okay with doing another one,,,, could you please do one were reader is either a Hufflepuff or Gryffindor and the reader is childhood best friends with the Weasleys (in the same year as the golden trio) but has been pining over George for ages..? I don't really mind what come after that tbh 🧘‍♀️

(Either way, I hope that you have a good day/night!)

Finally a Hufflepuff request I love Hufflepuffs so so much, second fave house after my own aka gryffindor for sure.

Also you guys can request a character no matter how much I’ve written for them before, I adore Georgie and would never tier from writing for him. Thank you for the request love I hope you enjoy 🧡

The trio went out to get to meet you since you’d been a Hufflepuff and the gryffindor’s common room wouldn’t allow anyone who was not one.

You were so excited to meet up with your best friends because of your schedule that was rather a little hectic.

You mentally squealed as you saw them walking down the steps to meet you, running up to them and crashing them all in a hug. Ron being in the middle where you rested your head on his shoulder with your arms around Hermione and Harry, Hermione was laughing at your enthusiasm.

You were usually quiet and reserved, but when it came to your friends you were so excited and bubbly around them. a complete different personality from you being around people you were not familiar with, pulling away to face Ron.

Your childhood best friend, just as his entire family had been.

Your mother and Molly were best friends at hogwarts. Molly and Arthur, as were your mother and father the couples that ended up together and got married, you lost your father in the very war Harry stopped for 12 years. you’ve never met your father, he died when you had been just one year old. and from that you grew up surrounded by Molly and Arthur with their children and you couldn’t have it any other way.

And of course growing up around such amazing boys (and the lovely Ginny) meant that you had to catch feelings for a special one, Ron’s older brother and the youngest twin.

George Weasley had been only two years older than you and was always protective of you, George always loved playing with you when you both had been kids and the more you grew up the more attached to him you’ve found yourself to be.

He started growing up and getting taller, more handsome. Losing that baby face of his in a more defined jawline and his hands getting slimmer as his body from all the quidditch he’s been practicing since he’s started school.

You always found yourself gawking at your best friend, you couldn’t help it. He was absolutely gorgeous and you were right by it.

George was there for you in everything, any fall that caused you a scratch he’d always be the one to clean it up and lighten up the mood if you felt any pain, he had your heart in the palm of his hands and he was so careful with it.

Remembering when the hat sorted you into Hufflepuff and the teasing you got from George, saying he’d always known that’s where you’ll

Be. Saying you were his softie, and his only softie.

“I’ve missed you guys so much!” You said. Pulling away and standing next to Hermione, making your way to sit down somewhere.

“You guys, Fred and George asked me to meet them there too.. saying they have something to show us.” Ron said, walking faster as you caught up with them.

Your heart jolting as you heard the mention of his name, no matter how much you could see him a day your heart never failed to jump at the sight of him.

“I hope they’re not lighting someone on fire.” Harry joked which caused all four the loudest laughter, knowing the twins that wasn’t too far fetched.

“Most likely.” You said, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Finally, took you years.” Fred popped up from behind Ron, shoving his head downward as you caught him from falling, giggling as Ron went to give his brother the same shove.

“guys come here.” George spoke, your heart doing that same jump at the sigh of him, kneeling down with candy in his hands before he stood up, towering over you. He acknowledged you’d been there sending a wink your way before he gave you the candy first.

“You have to kill me before I eat something you guys made.” Hermione mumbled. Fred rolled his eyes. “It won’t kill you, try it.”

“Come on.” George had his attention on you only, ignoring Fred and Hermione bickering over the candy he wanted everyone to try. As well as George was too, but you trusted George. It’s probably just a candy, not a bomb.

You grabbed it from his hand, making your fingers brush together as you unwrapped it.

“I’m not eating it! That’s final.” Hermione shouted at Fred as Ron and Harry agreed to eat it as well.

You took a bite. It was exactly the kind of chocolate you’d buy, your eyes widened as you shoved it in your mouth entirely. Catching Hermiones eyes in horror, expecting you to collapse or choke up but it was actually really good, you didn’t feel like you’d die or your stomach about to explode.

“Oh my god you’re crazy!” Hermione sighed, Harry and Ron looked fine too. You leaned your head and gave them a thumbs up, them returning it to you.

“So what do you think?” George asked you, his hands on his hips.. both his smirk and Fred’s a little concerning but they wouldn’t hurt you Even though you kinda started doubting it.

“Did you put something in it? I mean it’s good don’t get me wrong.” You put your hands up in defeat, George pouted. “I thought you trusted me.”

“I do, of course I do. But like- yeah it’s good I liked it.” You defended, George’s eyes lit up at your approval before you looked away as the blush crept up your cheeks.

“It’s actually just chocolate for now, we’ll put something in it soon. We just wanted to make sure it’s a good tasting chocolate.” Fred said, Hermione took a sigh of relief as Ron and Harry did too.

Fred and George only high fived walking away, but George was looking back at you. You smiled and waved at him, hoping you’d catch him later.

It was later that day as your hang out with your friends came to an end, walking back to the Hufflepuff tower to just nap or maybe do something else.

Still being on the lookout if you’d see George anywhere, you gave up and continued on your way before you heard a whistle.

Turning around you saw him walking towards you, Fred nowhere next to him. You immediately started smiling as he stood in front of you with the same smile on his face. “What are you up to?” He asked, grabbing your shoulder and pulling you next to him.

Dangling his arm off your shoulder made you feel so many things you couldn’t understand and wouldn’t know how to explain. “I was going to nap.” You chuckled, knowing how he’d find that boring.

“Rubbish, you said you liked it right?” He changed the subject, pulling the same chocolate you had earlier. “You can have the rest.” It was indeed many of them, you couldn’t help but smile. He knows you loved chocolate, as George knew everything about you.

“Thank you Georgie.” You stood on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek softly, unwrapping one as you started eating it.

“Alright uh- I’ll be on my way. You go nap if you want.” George took his arm off of you and walked off. “George, wait! Hey-“ you yelled after him but he seemed like he was in a hurry.

Did you say something you shouldn’t have? You were frozen in track before you went back to the Hufflepuff common room.

Staying up all night to think about why did he run off? Was it because you kissed his cheek? You probably should have asked if it was okay, maybe he got uncomfortable. Or maybe he had someone else and wouldn’t want you to kiss his cheek randomly like that.

He had someone? You sat up in your bed, no. No he can’t have someone else- he was yours and you were sure of it.

Okay, okay maybe you needed a slight humbling second. Why wouldn’t he have someone else?

He was perfect, tall funny charming. Everything.

Your heart breaking at the thought, you were shaken up by hannah abotts snoring as you exhaled and placed your head back on the pillow. Trying to fall asleep.

It was a month later after Fred and George made that good chocolate that they turned into a funny prank, also a quidditch game between gryffindor and Hufflepuff that ended up in gryffindor winning.

You were happy for your friends and it upset you that they were partying without you, George hasn’t brought up the way he walked off on you that night but you were probably overthinking it.

You still wanted to badly ask about it and if you made him uncomfortable or if it bothered him.

You were waiting outside the gryffindor common room hoping any of yours friends would come out and you could ask for George, you wanted to ask about it and you will, your brain was eating away at you and you wanted this done for.

You thought that this was going to be a long night before you heard laughter that you so well recognized.

George laughing with a bunch of gryffindors wanting to enter the tower before he caught your eyes, he looked a little out of it.

“Am I dreaming or is that you here?” George giggled. “No you’re not dreaming, congrats on the win.” You smiled up at him as he smiled down at you back. “Thanks, sorry for your loss.”

“We’ll get over it.”

You couldn’t take the tension and wished you weren’t standing here in front of him but you were. “George, can I ask you something?”

He made a hand gesture for you to continue. “Did I make you uncomfortable that night? You walked off on me..” you asked, he raised a brow in confusion trying to think of it. His eyes looking off to the side before they met yours again, shrugging. “Sorry I forgot, but you never make me uncomfortable.” George mumbled, you understood why he looked like that. He was drunk.

“Come on let me get you some water.” You grabbed his arm and lead him to the Hufflepuff tower making sure he doesn’t run off as you got that water, your bottle that you left beside your bed.

You filled it just before you went to look for him. “Here drink this.” You opened it for him, George complied. Drinking the water as you both took a walk around.

“Better?” You sat him down on the steps, going next to him. “Why would you think you made me uncomfortable?” He started, lifting the bottle up to his lips. Taking another sip.

“I kissed your cheek, I thought that was it.” You hugged your knees close and looked at him. “You didn’t.” He responded, wiping his mouth.

He certainly looked more awake than when you’d found him. “You’re not mad gryffindor won?” George started after sitting in silence for a moment, it was pretty cold but the tension made you feel a lot warmer than you imagined.

“Why would I be mad, you guys are brilliant.. Harry is the best seeker. Better than diggory.” You mumbled which caused George to burst out laughing. “No way, I’ve never seen a girl dismiss cedric like that.” He continued laughing as you shrugged, Cedric was charming and a good seeker but you’d always pick Harry over him.

“Don’t get me wrong I like him.. but yeah.”

“You like him?”

“Just as a fellow house mate, definitely not in love with him or anything.” You shuddered at the thought of ever falling for anyone else that wasn’t George.

You felt his eyes burning the side of your face as you decided to turn your head and face him. “Liar.” He mumbled, taking another sip of the water.

“I’m not lying.”

“Rubbish! It’s Cedric, everyone is in love with him.” George seemed convinced which to say the least infuriated you.

“I’m in love with someone else.” You slipped, immediately regretting it as you shut your eyes.

“What..? who? Why don’t I know who you’re in love?” He asked, you knew George loved being a nosey guy but he didn’t know for obvious reasons that it was him. Not Cedric, not anyone else.

“It doesn’t matter but I can assure you it’s not cedric, he has a girlfriend anyway.” You dismissed the subject, at least tried to before George started again; “that doesn’t mean you can’t be in love with him.” He said which made you wonder why you were talking about cedric diggory in the first place.

“George, I don’t love the guy.” You finally said, hopefully he’d drop it. “Come on it’s Cedric.” He took another sip and the last before he placed the bottle between you both, chuckling at the teasing which was honestly pissing you off.

“The guy I’m in love with isn’t even a Hufflepuff, alright? Now drop it before I smack you.” You mumbled, his laughter died down as you mentioned that. “Then who is it?”

“No, you need to go to bed. Now let’s go.”

“Let’s stay here for some more, please?” He pouted as you rolled your eyes and nodded, staying there with him for another hour and a half. He was doing most of the talking as you listened, thinking about how he knows you liked someone now.. he wouldn’t drop it.

the Hufflepuff common room seemed a little tense from the loss as everyone was comforting cedric for losing last minute as some were scolding him. You scratched the back of your neck, recalling how you told George Harry was better than him.

Cedric caught your eye as you walked in. giving him a small wave. “Better luck next time, ced.” You awkwardly spoke. “What are the gryffindors saying?”

He stood up and walked towards you, oh no.

The entire house knew how close you’d been to the gryffindors, of course that would have a time where it came to bite you in the ass.

“I didn’t get to talk to them, party.. you know.”

“So you didn’t get anything?” He asked, his gray eyes staring into yours as you took a step back. His adrenaline must have still been pumping.

“Cedric, what? I can’t just get info for you I’m not a spy.” You awkwardly chuckled, he blinked twice and nodded. “Alright sorry, thanks though.” Cedric sighed and walked back to his friends. “Come on ced.” His friends walked him back up the boys dormitory.

Exhaling a breath you were holding, you weren’t comfortable with confrontations. Seeing some girls glaring at you, probably from your huge chance of getting Cedric to talk to you without trying.

“Goodnight.” You told them with an awkward smile and ran up to your dorm room, getting to sleep off this weird night.

You were sat in the library the next day, Hermione finding you there with a horrified expression, not expecting you to be there but you felt like reading and losing yourself somewhere else and in a book.

Her expression worried you enough you shut the book. “Hermione you okay?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed she walked closer to you.

“I don’t know if I should tell you this, but George was a mess last night.” She started, your heart dropped.

You left him fine and sobered up, what could have possibly went wrong?

“He was fine when I left him, what happened?” Hermione noticed you got all worried and quickly started explaining.

“He got drunk after you left him, someone probably left it and he drank all of it and started mumbling things.” She continued, still having that ‘I shouldn’t be saying this expression.’

“Yeah? What did he say?” You curiously leaned forward. “He said he was in love with you and that he wanted you there with him, even asked us to bring you but you know we can’t.” Hermione cleared her throat as your heart had probably fell into your lap, nothing could have prepared you for this.

“What?” You asked as Hermione only nodded, knowing well you heard her and that there was nothing else to be added. “Ron and Fred barely got him to sleep because he refused to unless you were there.” She flipped through the book in her hand as your heart slowly felt like it wasn’t where it had been few moments ago.

You didn’t respond, you honestly expected her to tell you anything but this. He was drunk confessing his love to you to his friends and his brothers, feeling all the way flustered you stood up. “Where are you going?” Hermione asked, removing her eyes from her book as you shrugged. “I don’t know.”

You just knew you had to leave the library and go to George. You didn’t want to waste any time, he loved you too so why not just go tell him you were in love with him too?

You were being so impulsively idiotic as you caught his eye, many students around as they were leaving a class and you had no idea what you were doing and what was happening when you ran to him with your arms around his neck and your lips on his in a passionate kiss.

You felt him tense under you but he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and depend the kiss. Everyone around you made ‘ooo’s’ and ‘aw’s’ some even mumbling horrible words but you didn’t care, you cannot waste any more time not being with him and that’s exactly what you’re doing.

[sapphic-scylla]

Everything Wrong with the Bigotry Wizard Series (HP) Because This Transfem Feels Like Throwing Hands

(Yes, I grew up with this shit and I know these books back and forth. It’s knowledge I really wish I could forget, but if it’s in there, I might as well use it for a good cause. And that good cause is rallying people against its terribly bigoted and racist author. Also, know that this is a way of weeding out followers and potentially hateful people so I never have to see them again, so choose wisely if you intend to argue these points.)

House choices are split between Bravery, Ambition, Smart, and Everyone Else, which is Tracking and is very ineffective as a teaching system and also forcing kids into a lane. These houses compete every year for who’s better at what? Following orders? Being obedient? Which is a system HIGHLY susceptible to bias and imbalanced competition considering Snape’s unfair treatment of every house that isn’t his and the overwhelmingly unfair come-from-behind victory the Hero house had at the end of their first year because they what? Saved the world?! What kind of precedent are you setting by saying you can win in school by being a hero when there is a house based on bravery? Favoritism anyone?

No one in an entire castle has ever questioned their gender or discovered their sexual orientation? Not the twins? Or Hermione? Or Tonks? Wild. (And no, I do not count JK’s off-the-cuff tweets “clarifying lore”. If it was actually true, you would fully and unabashedly address it in the books, ya bigot.)

Ah yes, rumors of a haunted house out in a village on school grounds when actual fucking ghosts wander the halls of the school, a poltergeist is constantly causing mayhem, a sad girl haunts the girls bathroom, and a LIVE FUCKING BASILISK SITS IN THE SEWAGE SYSTEM. And those sounds in the Shrieking Shack were the product of a kid sent there because he was dealing with lycanthropy. Yeah, sounds like a healthy way to deal with a kid with a physical disability…

Wizards in EVERY OTHER part of fantasy are thousands of years ahead of everyone else. Yudala in Critical Role was investigating pocket planes, the Astral Sea, and OTHER WIZARDS THAT WERE HUNDREDS OF YEARS AHEAD OF SOCIETY ALREADY. Essek was attempting to understand his own society’s god and had cracked the secrets behind TIME AND GRAVITY MAGIC. Caleb Widogast was a transmutation master and had, not only helped Essek discover the secrets of time travel, but had the ability to alter LIFE AND DEATH. Ayda Aguefort’s library was an educational beacon in a pirate town where people refused to learn to read and was creating new spells for herself and her friends. HP wizards live like they just discovered indoor plumbing and don’t know how cars work even though they already have time travel down. WHAT?! The MOST inconsistent.

Magic system. Everyone has unlimited free access to just three phrases that can control, torture, or kill people?!? And they teach that? To students???? in MIDDLE SCHOOL?!?! WHERE THERE ARE PEOPLE THAT ARE SORTED INTO A HOUSE BRANDED AS AMBITIOUS?!?!!! Bud, D&D spells are CONTROLLED SUBSTANCES. And not only that, but spells like Power Word: Kill and True Resurrection are both 9th level spells and require not only the physical knowledge of the spell, but YEARS, even DECADES of practice for normal people to learn. Even Dominate Person is 5th level and a solid overwhelming majority of the population doesn’t even know the Friends cantrip. And most people aren’t adventuring murder hobos that go on adventures for months on end to level up super fast to get to 17th level to learn 9th level spells mechanically.

Voldemort would get fucking merked by a full line of people with firearms. Dude couldn’t even take over a school of middle schoolers without working at it for 6 years.

Did they not have therapists in Hogwarts? Pretty sure everyone at that school could have used a trained therapist or a guidance counselor with a degree.

We make jokes, but they did not have access to contraceptives. And they had High Schoolers in a giant think tank sleeping in the SAME TOWER. If you think there weren’t unplanned pregnancies in that giant bowl of hormones, you’re crazy.

The hero and his friends standing up for the giant on the school grounds? Hermione being the only one standing up for the house elves? Common courtesy isn’t a heroic trait. That’s why it’s called COMMON courtesy. And why include house elves anyway? Slavery and writing house elves as “wanting to be enslaved” IS A SHITTY MESSAGE TO PUT OUT INTO THE WORLD.

The very obvious racist naming scheme JK shamelessly put forward: Kingsley Shacklebolt (Black Character), Cho Chang (Asian Character), Parvati and Padma Patil (Middle Eastern Characters), Dean Thomas (Black Character), Seamus Finnegan (Irish Character), Fleur Delacour (French Character), and more.

Lycanthropy was confirmed by JK herself to be about HIV/AIDS, which makes how they treated Remus Lupin (another terrible name) even worse.

Rita Skeeter was a character she created to resemble and, as such, harmfully and falsely stereotype and misrepresent transpeople and how she perceives them to be. She makes an active point to describe her as unattractive, having manly features, and in the fashion similar to that of a drag queen. She also spares no expense describing her as duplicitous, dishonest, and having a habit of “changing her body to spy on children”. Even her name insinuates she’s a mosquito. And that’s not even mentioning her actual trans character in the video game, Sirona Ryan. Sir(obvious) ona(woman in Japanese). You named her Sir Woman Ryan. You fucking cunts.

Goblins. Here we go. One of the most obvious problems. Described in book as being greedy, short, intelligent, hook-nosed debt collectors that wear special hats and run all of the banks and speak their own language. And as of the most recent video game, apparently also steal children. Sounds like an awfully racist and stereotypical description of what the hateful side of the world perceives Jews to be.

Even the heroes are perpetually being shallow, reductive, and downright awful people on a regular basis. Basing people on looks, degrading a female character for standing up for mistreated people, judging people based on how quirky, different, or off normal they are. All things that really fall in basic decency if you really think about it.

Attempting a redemption arc for the Dursleys, the Malfoys, and Snape, all parties being aggressively and shamelessly abusive characters for YEARS. Dursleys sticking the MC in a closet to live, refusing him food, shutting him in from the outside world, and generally just treating him with a truly overwhelming amount of disdain IS CHILD ABUSE. Attempting to bring any measure of redemption to their relationship after 14 years of that is irreproachable and irresponsible. Snape berates, abuses, and treats the MC like shit for years because he loves the MC’s dead mother, kills one of the MC’s main mentors, and then when the MC finds all of that out, he names his kid after the guy? Nice message, bruh. And I really shouldn’t have to explain the Malfoys.

The truly insane amount of coincidences and favoritism that stems from a kid’s relatives, pure dumb fucking luck, and a life experience that just happened by chance is fucking uncanny. The world thinks its story is about love and friendship and some shit, but continues to reinforce the ideal that this kid is special because of his mother and father and all of the things that he is capable of to defend against his mortal enemy stems from that. He corrodes Quirrell’s face, he blocks a death spell with a spiritual aura that summons the ghosts of the dead, he summons a patronus that was his dad’s, the wand he picks up from the store is just NATURALLY bitter rivals with his enemy’s, a magical cup just so HAPPENS to ignore its primary function ONE FUCKING TIME to allow for the MC, A PROPHECY mentions this fucking kid and the book even tries to bring in the forcibly branded Kicked Dog™ character that none of us gave a second thought to.

Quidditch is a truly stupid fucking sport. Who wrote the rules? Let me get this correct. Seven players on each team play on a field on brooms where two ANIMATED STEEL BALLS THAT BY THEMSELVES COULD SHATTER BONE AND CAUSE DEEPLY TRAUMATIC INJURY ACTIVELY HUNT PLAYERS while people play a rousing game of handball only two have one player on each team, completely separate from everyone else, are playing the world’s most difficult game of I Spy with a ball that truly would be the hardest thing in the world to see, no matter the lighting, and if they do somehow manage to catch this sentient ball that could really just leave if it wanted to, it counts for like 9x the usual points, usually rendering the entire rest of the game invalid or forcing the other team to be so far ahead that it doesn’t even matter. Nightmarish.

Harry pretending to dose Ron’s drink to improve his performance puts forward a terrible message of “as long as it’s to help, it’s ok to dose someone’s drink with suspicious liquid”. Even if he didn’t do it, you gotta understand how that looks, right?

The ethics of love potions in society in general are incredibly loose in the books for what they should be (especially considering a student actually dosed cupcakes with them at either age 14 or 15? Either way, it’s INCREDIBLY disgusting) and the fact that they actually taught love potions to a group of middle to high schoolers and put the ability to bypass consent in their hormonal claws should go incredibly high on the shelf with death spells, torture spells, and absolute control “bend your will to my own” spells and that entire shelf should be locked away in a safe and never touched.

You’re not supposed to go into the Forbidden Forest except on the occasion that we send you as 11-year-olds in there as punishment for wrongdoing.

There’s just a tree on the grounds that can fucking kill people. And one of our founders left a snake that can petrify and poison people in the pipes. We’re also going to let hell creatures that feed on the misery and woe of the living roam the school grounds for a year hunting a prisoner that really didn’t do anything. We’re also going to bring back a tournament people have died in so that three seventeen-year-olds and a fourteen year old can compete.

If there is any more things I missed, please don’t hesitate to add them in the reblogs. I really would like to know how much more problematic behavior and how many truly distasteful writing choices I’m missing in this extensive list.

[enby-crisis]

Status Ominis Gaunt x M! Reader

Summary: Sebastian figures out your gay. Chaos ensues. Felling are felt. The works.

Word Count: 1293

Warnings: Sebastian outs you, implied homophobia maybe? Also mlm kiss.

Ever since you started at Hogwarts, a lot of rumors spread about you. You got a lot of attention from your classmates, but even more from your housemates. It only took a few months for you to fall in routine with two other Slytherin boys. The three of you would cause all sorts of chaos together.

At first Sebastian didn't fully understand you. You would drop everything to help him with his quest to save his sister, you learned braille to write letters to Ominis and, no matter who asked you, you never played into the interests of any of the girls. 

You were friendly with them but when you rejected Poppy's advances for a date, everyone suddenly understood a part of you that you were trying to hide. You knew that two people knew for sure. Poppy and Imelda.

Poppy though you didn't think she was good enough for you and spent three days ignoring you, so to save your friendship, you came out to her. Imelda just so happened to be there but both of them promised not to tell anyone.

Sebastian on the other hand, had grown suspicious of the way you acted, especially the way you acted around Ominis.

You were a completely different person. You were shy. He had never taken you as the shy type but when you told Ominis that you learned braille, it seemed to put that missing piece into place.

Sebastian sat in an armchair across from you two, pretending to read the book you picked up in the Scriptorium a few weeks back. The two of you sat on the couch near the fireplace. Sebastian was amused at the warm tint on Ominis' face, his eyes focused on his text book.

"What book is that?" You ask, reaching out to touch the cover without permission.

Ominis stiffens at the pressure on the book. Sebastian knew you were practicing braille, he was with you when you bought out most of the books on it.

"Oh." You smile. "It's your potions textbook. Sorry." You blush, clearly embarrassed, and withdrawal your hand to scratch the back of your neck.

"You- you can read braille?" Ominis turns to you, pale face, dusted in rose. Sebastian puts his book down to look at the two of you with a curious glint. Watching.

You give a nervous chuckle, "Yeah I've been practicing on my free time. Sebastian has been helping me out. I'm not that good yet." 

Your normally confident and impulsive persona is swapped out for a bashful grin. Clearly you were going to wait to tell Ominis that you spent what little free time you had to learn something that in no way benefited you.

"He bought out all the books at Tomes and Scrolls when we were in town a few weeks ago. I practice with him when I have time. No surprise (Y/n) is quick to catch on. Makes me wonder if he was put in the right house Ominis." Sebastian butts in, earning a glare from his seeing friend, nonetheless he shrugs it off. 

After following the direction of the voices, Ominis directs his attention to you, "So you are learning braille for me?" 

The blush on both boy's face makes Sebastian chuckle. Sometimes his best friends acted so strange around each other. 

"Y-yes. Yeah I did. I can't fathom why though." You admit.

A though occurs to Sebastian and without being able to stop himself, he speaks his thoughts out loud. "Maybe you have a crush on him."

Sebastian's eyes widen, realizing what he just said and the look you give him only confirms it.

"(Y/n)?" Ominis says, but its too late. 

Embarrassed, you rush out of the common room, without another word.

After that, Sebastian accidentally caused a rift between you two. He felt bad outing you. You could have handled it if Sebastian outed you to anyone else but he outed you to Ominis, who you did, in fact, have feelings for.

You knew it would never happen between you and Ominis. He was a pureblood, a direct decadent to Salthazar Slytherin himself. He was to marry another pureblood and have a bunch of pureblood babies. A life you couldn't have. There was no way you would be able to settle down and marry a nice girl, give her a family. It would drive you mad.

You were so lost in the scenario in your head you crashed into someone in the halls before you could turn the corner to DADA.

"Sorry I was-"

"Do you mind-" Imelda started, pausing to look at you. "(Y/n)? Are you okay? You look like your sick."

"I-" You were going to tell her you were fine but the two hushed voices hidden around the corner made you stop.

"Why don't you just tell him? I'm sure (Y/n) would understand." Sebastian said, midway through a conversation with Ominis. About you...

"Because he didn't say he was-" Ominis catches himself and leans in to whisper to Sebastian, "He never said he was into men. Maybe he was insulted by the notion you though he was!"

You look at Imelda, who stares at you wide-eyed. She didn't need to ask what this was about now.

"What happened?" She mothed. You shake your head and wrap your arms around yourself. You shrug and shoo her away.

"Okay but if you told him how you felt then the two of you could stop acting as if the other doesn't exist."

"Why? So my parents could find out about this from Professor Black?" Ominis seemed angered by this.

"Ominis..." Sebastian starts.

You walk around the corner, revealing yourself to them. Sebastian's whole demeaner changes.

"(Y/n)! Hey! Are you done avoiding us like the plague?" 

Ominis spins on his heals, facing you, and wiping the initial shock off his face. "(Y/n) what a pleasant surprise."

"Can I talk to you guys. Alone." 

The duo nod and lead you to the Undercroft. The two of them stand next to each other, Sebastian glancing between you and Ominis. You start to pace, unsure of how to start this conversation.

"I'd like to say that I'm sorry for avoiding you. That wasn't fair for either of you."

"It's fine, really." Sebastian says crossing his arms.

"Can you not interrupt me?" You stop pacing to turn on him. He holds his hands up in surrender and you continue, "Thank you. First this can not leave this room. If people knew-" Your chest tightens, "I don't know what I would do." You take a breath, trying to battle your anxiety with a hand over your chest, gripping at the lapels of your uniform, "I am... homosexual."

"Told you." Sebastian nudges Ominis, who blushes.

"And I do have a crush on you." You look at Ominis as he take in the confession. "But I have lived my whole life being okay with being alone. So don't feel like this changes anything. I can't loose you because of this too."

You stop, looking between your best friends. Ominis processing this and Sebastian has never looked more smug. Like he knows something you don't. He did.

"I-I like you too actually." Ominis stuttered out. "but this cannot get out. If my parents-" "I get it." You sigh, "If they knew you liked boys it would ruin you." 

You look down at your feet, trying to hide the disappointment from Sebastian. Ominis couldn't see your face but Sebastian knew it would break his best friends heart.

The silence that follows makes Ominis walk up to you. You don't bother to meet his blank eyes, assuming it would be easier to not watch your crush leave. Instead Ominis surprises everyone in the room when he gently finds your cheek, causing you to meet his cloudy stare.

"It's not you. I don't care that you're gay. It's your blood status. If my father finds out I'm dating a half blood he'll surly kill us both."

"So we're dating?" You blush.

In response Ominis kisses you.

Pt 2?

[themunschbunch]

A Badger's Experience With Dating the Hogwarts Houses Part 1: Snake Primaries

I am using the @sortinghatchats system, with @wisteria-lodge's lingo which can be found: Wisteria’s Great Big Sorting Hat Chats Explanation - I enjoy writing elaborate metas & headcanons (tumblr.com) Snake Primaries are very sexy and intense, to me as a Badger Primary. I think because their focus is completely on you, they make you feel so special! When you're one of their people and you're out with them, it's like you're the only real people there, and everyone else is just an NPC. They're definitely the type of house who would be flattered if you called in sick to work just to spend time with them. When you have a bad day or a disagreement with someone, they always take your side (even if you're being unreasonable lol), they always back you up, and they'll do anything for you, no questions asked. As someone who puts their own needs at the back of the line, there's something so refreshing about being with someone who goes "fuck this", lifts up the velvet robe, and hauls me to the front. Sure I protest at first "no it's okay" and yeah I apologize and blush and shrug helplessly to all the people in line I pass, but ultimately I let my snake take me to the front, and I feel a thrill! I wouldn't permit myself such a thrill often, but every now and then it's such a treat! The downside of this is I have a hard time returning the favour and speaking that snake primary love language. It's a lesson I learned the hard way recently, but I confess to not doing it on purpose, and being genuinely baffled at first. At first my snake found it cute how I take so much time for everyone, and speak positively about everyone. I have a great rapport with random cashiers and chat up old people at the grocery store, and they said it's a green flag to them that my exes still think I'm a nice person. But then after a while, I guess I didn't make them feel as special as they made me feel, because they got so jealous and possessive. They sort of had this attitude of: Why are you so worried about person x or y--what about me? I would argue with them by saying: Well that person's situation was worse than yours, so I wanted to take make sure I didn't make them uncomfortable or hurt their feelings in that moment. That answer didn't fly with my snake! They were thinking: I always put you first, why can't you do the same for me? Why am I being put on the backburner for every acquaintance going through a hard time? Meanwhile I was left thinking: Jeez my partner is being a bit jealous and selfish here. It was a hard balance to navigate and I don't think I ever figured it out. They got increasingly possessive and jealous (wanting to track my phone, making me text constantly to account for my time even when I was at work, social media stalking anyone who ever liked my instagram stories to investigate their intentions and threat level). I didn't fully understand why they were suffocating me, but it was getting dark so I ended it before it got ugly. I think if I had recognized they were a snake primary sooner (and I really should have seen it coming, their wifi network was called House Lannister lol) maybe I could have navigated that relationship with more intention. I would have made more of an effort to make them feel special, and make a bigger show of prioritizing them first. Checking in with them even when it felt a bit extra or unnecessary to do so, just to acknowledge their status as my #1 person.

[leviosatothestars]

We’re going to ignore the fact that I absolutely forgot today is Remus’ birthday and instead I’m going to post something in honor of him :).

The concept of my fanfiction is how Tom Riddle/Voldemort’s reign had an affect on four different generations of women and the people they all loved. I’m white and grew up in a primarily white suburban town so I don’t feel like I’d be able to give women of color the justice they deserve, which is why the main characters are all white (Irish and Italian heritage).

People of color are prevalent in the story, including one of my other OCs and canonically POC in the Wizarding World. I don’t think anyone’s identities should be stripped from them, even if it’s a popular headcanon amongst the fandom and not canon.

Almost all of my OCs, even the ones that are not main characters, either are neurodivergent or have a disability and it plays a major role in their life because mental & chronic illnesses truly are that way. I myself am neurodivergent and chronically ill and I wanted more representation for people in these communities. It also doesn’t help that so many of the characters in the actual books/movies are obviously mentally ill and the “creator” (I will not say her name unless I’m ranting about how much I don’t like her) did not shine light onto how to help people with depression, anxiety, PTSD, bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, or any other mental illness.

I am also very anti Dumbledore and Snape and that’s prevalent in the fanfic as well. In my opinion, neither are good people, they are both very morally grey in a way that I cannot support (I say this because Mattheo Riddle is morally grey and I love him). I am a Percy Weasley supporter though and I hope people can understand why in my interpretation of him (he’s still very much like his canon self).

Oh, and most of the characters in my fanfic are LGBTQ+, including almost all of my OCs. In the Golden Trio era of the story there’s actually a friend group one of the main characters of that gen that’s only queer characters, from all four houses. That friend group holds a very special place in my heart because I’m sort of inspired by my hometown friend group.

I wanted my fanfic to have a heavier focus on characters that either didn’t not get enough attention in the movies or books or haven’t really in the fandom, such as: Oliver Wood, Emmeline Vance, Xenophilius Lovegood, Edgar Bones, Emma Vanity, Lucinda Talkalot, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Charlie Weasley, and Adrian Pucey. Fan favorites such as the Marauders, Fred & George Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Cedric Diggory, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, Regulus Black, and the Valkyries make an appearance or are central to this story.

I began writing this fanfiction in 2020, which was when I first watched the movies (I am not a Draco girly though and missed out on most of Dracotok), so my interpretation on some of these characters may be different than most of the Marauders fandom. Over time, I have tried to include different pieces of the fandom’s headcanons on the Marauders era characters (and Theo), but it’s still not the same because it’s my interpretation.

Some point soon I plan on posting a list of every character that appears in the fanfiction, which is nowhere near finished because my mind hops between the four gens whenever I write 😂, and I will be categorizing them by their Hogwarts houses.

I am very excited to introduce you all to the family of women in this story, their friends, and their love interests as well as explaining the lore of this Pureblood house that is not part of the Sacred 28.

[enbysiriusblack]

robin (@lesbianmckinnonn ) recently made a post about james potter, sooo I'm doing one inspired by it, for sirius.

firstly; I'm using they/he for sirius because that's what I hc his pronouns as. this whole post is about my own interpretations and views of sirius as a character, but people can hc what they like!

So the the common interpretation/ view of Sirius is very much dramatic, flamboyant, confident, and very loyal. a lot of this does come from the canon material (boo!), for instance his loyalty is shown in poa, where they say they'd rather die than betray his friends. the way he speaks is very dramatic, and we're shown in the flashbacks they're confident and 'popular' (i put that in inverted commas because although it's a common interpretation of sirius, i don't think of them as popular).

to me, sirius is very much all those things. but there's sort of a double side to some of it? although they're confident and extroverted- they aren't really well liked and popular (in a good way). people know of sirius, but don't really know him. they know their family, they know him in relation to 'the marauders', they know them as the gryffindor beater, they know them as the troublemaker, they know them as the 'good looking one', they know them as the gay cross dresser. people know sirius' family, his gossip, his 'label'. and the other students opinion of them from those labels? wildly unlikeable. sirius is seen as obnoxious, dangerous, scary, conceited, queer. sirius is liked for their looks and his best friend, but is hated for who they are.

as a child, sirius would take blame for things regulus had done as a way to protect the younger boy. at first he wasn't as rebellious, but it more came from wanting to protect regulus from harm. as a kid, sirius was completely disconnected to the rest of the world, only ever seeing family members or friends of the family, only ever reading books his parents allowed. they never went in a muggle area, barely allowed out to shops. they would go from grimmauld place, to their holiday home in france, to his cousin's house, to the ministry, and to ministry or family balls and events. they were seen as a 'problem child' only through being fairly lazy, through not wanting regulus to be harmed by punishments so taking his place, and through being an energetic child. as he started hogwarts, he was full of prejudice. only really coming to the truth through friendship with james, peter, and remus; the three of them (and lily, mary, marlene, mcgonagall, and andromeda a little) taught sirius what was right and wrong, because he didn't know yet.

sirius is very protective of himself and their friends, stemming from having to protect regulus since a young age. the slightest hint of danger or a threat gave sirius such a strong reaction to protect. a hand coming close, a single threat, even a bad grade meant something drastic to sirius whereas the others couldn't see it as a big deal. everything always felt so temporary for him- as if it was up to him to keep them all safe and make sure they stay with him and never leave. but when he got disowned, he felt fully free for the first time in their entire life. but he was still haunted by memories and guilt that it clung to him like shadows that wouldn't leave. so, they got drunk. all the time. constantly. because it was an escape from the thoughts, from the guilt, from the memories. alcohol was freedom. and he clung to it. their friends were previously that symbol of freedom, of escape and understanding. but once he was free and his friends couldn't do anything to stop the after-pain, he found alcohol and practically swapped friendship and companionship for getting drunk (linking into the prank.)

sirius gets a lot of attention for his looks, constantly being asked out and flirted with. and although he accepted quite a few, they find it hard to find an attraction to people without the emotional connection already in place. and as they get older, he goes on fewer and fewer dates, having fewer and fewer relationships (and then dating remus); people made up rumours of them, like making out with him at parties and in classrooms. sirius does absolutely love having a sort of 'bad boy' reputation (in some instances. they hate the fact younger years are often terrified of him at first), they can't stand his made-up reputation of being a player (mary gets given the same reputation, just because they're both attractive people).

last point, sirius' intelligence. they are extremely smart, academically. sirius gets top marks, or close to it, in practically every subject and yet hardly ever studies. tbh like,, never revises. never does his work. they're able to remember everything just by flicking through books and notes and half listening in class. they have a very natural intelligence and doesn't feel the need to work hard- instead devoting time to hobbies, and different skills (like mechanics). however, his emotional intelligence is extremely low. sirius hardly ever knows how they're feeling- and even when they do, he doesn't process that in a healthy manner. they also don't quite understand how society functions, having grown up extremely sheltered and wealthy.

I'm shit at conclusions, so I'll just finish by saying: Sirius is extremely impacted by their upbringing and the people around him. he is given such a specfic reputation (by their classmates), and to some degree wants to fit that and be that- but at the same time wants to escape what they're assumed to be and just... be himself. but he doesn't quite know how. sirius is the brightest star, filled with pressure and struggling not to explode.

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Adolescent Antichrist (Book 3) Chapter Four

Father Figure! Lucifer x Teen! Reader

Chapter Four: That's the Most Sensible Thing You've Ever Said

Summary: (Y/N) works on controlling their abilities with Lucifer.

            “Okay, so how do you angels work?” asked Linda. “I know Amenadiel can stop time, and your other brother Uriel could predict patterns. So why is your gift desire?”

            Lucifer sighed contemplatively. “Well, that’s a good question, actually, I suppose. When I first went to angel school, they sorted us into different houses for different powers.”

            “There’s a school for angels?” asked Linda in disbelief.

            “No.” Lucifer’s joke broke, and he laughed. “There’s no Hogwarts in the sky.”

            “Right,” laughed Linda. “Obviously.” She grew serious. “Are you using humor to deflect from my very reasonable question?”

            Lucifer sighed. “Look, if you must know, we were all born this way, each with our own ‘God-given’ abilities.” Except (Y/N)…They were mortal, and now…now we don’t know.

            “But what came first?” asked Linda. “Do angels’ powers shape their personalities? Or are your personalities shaped by your powers?”

            “Haven’t a clue,” said Lucifer, shrugging. There’s no link between (Y/N)’s personality and their umbrakinesis, not that I can find. “Look, all I know is that my powers are perfect for me. Desire is the ultimate expression of free will. I help people do whatever, or whomever, they want.”

            “But that’s it?” questioned Linda. “There isn’t more to it?”

            I don’t know, thought Lucifer. And that’s the problem. I have no idea why (Y/N) has abilities, these shadow-manipulating ones in particular, or anything. I have no idea if they’re in danger or not.

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            “I can only make them wiggle, and I’ve been trying for days,” huffed (Y/N), throwing themself down on the couch.

            Lucifer sighed. “It took me some time to control my abilities completely. It will take time, probably even more since you are—” or were “—mortal, to control yours.”

            “What should we do then, put me in a dangerous situation? That seems to bring out my abilities,” muttered (Y/N).

            “I’m not doing that to you,” said Lucifer. I’m not putting my child in danger. “Try…focusing on something that makes you angry. If emotions activate your powers, use that first. Then you’ll understand the feeling of controlling the shadows and be able to do the same without strong feelings.”

            (Y/N) blinked. “Wow, that’s the most sensible thing you’ve ever said.”

            “I’ll take that as a compliment and not an insult,” said Lucifer, but he was smirking. They were becoming wittier, more forward. It was a sign they were coming even more out of their anxious shell. It showed they felt comfortable with them.

            “Whatever makes you feel better,” said (Y/N), standing up again.

            They took a deep breath and extended a hand. Closing their eyes, they drew on the memories of their parents dictating their every move, every action, every part of their life. Anger bubbled up, rushing hot in their veins.

            On the ground before them, their shadow rippled with movement and began to spread across the floor, creeping up over the furniture. (Y/N)’s brow furrowed as they concentrated on how insignificant their family made them and their feelings and identity feel. The shadows around them were overtaking the entire room.

            Lucifer’s eyes widened as the light from the windows couldn’t even pierce through the darkness crawling over everything they touched. He was left standing in a circle of carpet as the rest of the room darkened with (Y/N)’s ability. Shadows closed over the lights, swept over the windows, and swarmed the ceiling. The entire room was plunged into darkness.

            Lucifer furrowed his brow as he looked around. This was an incredible amount of power. It was a dangerous amount of power if (Y/N) didn’t learn to control it. He knew they would not intentionally try to hurt people, but there was a legitimate risk here. Not to mention, it showed a significant change in their nature. Humans weren’t supposed to be able to do this. Yet here they were, overtaking an entire room with shadows. Lucifer was worried for (Y/N). He didn’t know what had happened to them, why there was this change. He didn’t care about the powers and the wings—he would never judge them for it—but there was a legitimate concern for why it had happened. What if they were in danger? What if this was part of the Sinnerman’s game? Lucifer didn’t want (Y/N) to get hurt.

            “Alright,” said Lucifer. “Good job, (Y/N).”

            They opened their eyes and started in surprise at the encroaching darkness surrounded them. Responding to their master’s fear of their presence, the shadows instantly receded.

            (Y/N) swallowed and took a deep breath. “I think that’s enough for today.”

            Lucifer could tell they were nervous and nodded. He wouldn’t push them. They had done well, and they were being brave. Any other mortal would be out of their mind in fear at having abilities, but (Y/N) was being strong and handling it as well as they could. Lucifer was proud of them.

            “How are your wings doing?” asked Lucifer.

            (Y/N) looked away and crossed their arms. “No idea,” they said, acting casual.

            “You haven’t looked at them, have you?” said Lucifer matter-of-factly.

            (Y/N) huffed at how easily he saw through them.

            Lucifer chuckled in amusement. “Bring them out. I just want to make sure they’re healthy.”

            “Fine,” sighed (Y/N) dramatically. They frowned. “They’re not going to rip my shirt, are they? I like this one. I thrifted it recently.”

            “No, no, wings don’t affect our clothes,” said Lucifer.

            “How is that possible?” asked (Y/N), raising an eyebrow.

            “A miracle? A gift from dear old Dad? A blessing?” offered Lucifer.

            (Y/N) rolled their eyes but chuckled at the jokes. They were thankful Lucifer was lightening the mood to relax them. It made the situation easier. (Y/N) rolled their shoulders and let their wings spread out. They could feel the wings had gotten large. They were no longer just clumps of feather that didn’t extend farther than (Y/N)’s back. Now they were as wide as their elbows if they held out their arms.

            And who knows how big they’ll get, thought (Y/N), remembering the comforting shield around them Lucifer’s wings had created. I guess if they were like that it wouldn’t be so bad.

            Lucifer stepped around them to look at the wings. He frowned. In the scarlet feathedrs towards the edge of the wings, where they grew longer (the primaries and secondaries), gold speckled the edges. It was a slight tinge of color, but Lucifer could see it. (Y/N)’s wings were going to be red and gold, like a flame.

            Like a Morningstar, came the unbidden thought to Lucifer’s mind.

            Lucifer ignored the thought and walked to face (Y/N) again. “Everything’s fine. They’re just getting bigger.”

            “I gathered,” said (Y/N), shrugging and letting their wings furl back into their back. They sat down on the arm of the sofa. “So, any news at the LAPD? Anything on the Sinnerman?”

            Lucifer let them change the topic from them, their abilities, and their wings. “Charlotte Richards is back. Apparently, she’s trying to be good this time around to get into heaven.”

            “No more being a defense lawyer and getting criminals off, then,” said (Y/N). They smiled. “Good for her. I’m glad she’s making a change for the better.”

            “Yes,” agreed Lucifer. “It will be interesting to see if she can overcome the guilt of her past that brought her to Hell originally.”

            “I think she’ll surprise you,” said (Y/N). They crossed their arms. “What about the Sinnerman? Has he made an appearance?”

            Lucifer shook his head. “Worse! He’s stealing my job. He’s been making deals with people,” he huffed. “And I still have no idea who he is!”

            “What are you going to do, then?” asked (Y/N) curiously.

            “Well, I can’t let him get away with doing my job. I’m the dealmaker, not him,” declared Lucifer. “It’s time for me to get back in the game.”

            Oh, yeah, and there’s no way in hell this could go wrong, thought (Y/N).

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