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[iicarusis]

mutual appreciation 2023! part 2 🤍

— happy holidays! this is the first time i've ever done one of these, but i'm coming back on tumblr after being on and off for a while and i want to connect with people and see who's still active. i did not check to see if people were active or not, so if you are tagged but have a different name and still want to be mutuals, let me know! i appreciate you all more than you know. tumblr has been a great community for me for the decade that i've been on here. i had to split this post into three parts because of the new link limit (which i did not realize was a thing).

— also, if you're not following my side blogs, they are @pericleas (classic and ya lit, art history, etc.), @qeterqujll (marvel), @anyon-else (anime and fanfic), and @kvle-simmons (music).

— please reach out if you want to chat! i'm always looking for new friends on here, and i feel like i haven't interacted with a ton of you.

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— m-z

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[wandlores]

@lightningeranet secret santa: happy holidays, @thlestrals!

neville longbottom

“i’ll join you when hell freezes over! dumbledore’s army!” 

[emhoardsbooks]

thestrals // url edit for @thlestrals

they’re quite gentle, really

[wizenqamot]

purveyors of aids to magical mischief-makers 

(x)

[rosetisco]

@siriusprotectionsquad​ event: get to know the members

i like these cold, grey, winter days. days like these let you savour a bad mood

The winters were always exceptionally cold at Hogwarts. It never mattered how many blankets Sirius wrapped himself in, or if he turned the boiler in the dorm room the highest it could go, or even when he enchanted his slippers to be self-heating, he was still cold. James would tease him, suggesting he should live out the winter months in his animagus form, then Sirius would snarl back, which would’ve been menacing if he wasn’t wrapped in Lily’s Scooby Doo blanket. 

This resulted in a daily morning debate, in which Sirius would argue that it was too cold to leave the dorm dressed normally, but he wasn’t about to let everyone see him looking like a twat. James would reassure him that he in fact was a twat, while Peter giggled, and the girls left to actually get to breakfast on time for once.

“The blanket really doesn’t look that bad, Sirius.” Remus assured him, fully dressed and fully prepared to leave them all for the sake of getting something to eat.

“That’s fine for you to say, but if I got out looking like this, he,” Sirius flung an arm out of his blanket to point at James, whose eyes widened in surprise as he’d been eating a biscuit and hadn’t been paying attention, “will never let me live it down.” 

“Aw, cmom, Pagefoof. I promish I’ll ownly tease you fwor two weechs.” James tried to say around his biscuit.

“He’s asking for a maximum two weeks teasing.” Peter translated.

“Thanfs, Wormtail.”

“I’m not giving you that much fuel,” Sirius huffed, hurling his blanket off and throwing it in the direction of his bed, “I’ll just have to suffer.”

“Sirius you don’t-” Remus started.

“It’s fine.” 

~

Mcgonagall caught him shivering through the whole of Transfiguration, and though his teeth had rattled so much he was worried they’d fall out, he hadn’t mentioned any of it to her. She made sure to press the point that he should visit Madam Pomfrey if he was feeling unwell, but after minutes of silence let Sirius leave to find the others waiting outside. He strode straight to Remus, dropping his head onto his chest as the taller boy wrapped the shorter in his cloak. 

“I take it it went well then?” James teased, not expecting the elbow to the ribs he received from Peter. 

“What did she say?”

“She thinks I’m ill.”

“Well she’s not wrong.” Sirius lifted his head to scowl at Remus, the smirk on the other boy’s face just making him feel even worse. “C’mon, let’s go sit you in front of the Common Room fire like you’re our house cat.”

“I hate cats.”

“I know.”

~

“When are you going to tell me what’s really going on?” 

It had been hours since last light, and the four were still sat in front of the fire, with Sirius on the floor wrapped in as many blankets as they could scavenge and the others crammed on the sofa. Peter had tried to stay up and help keep Sirius warm, but had soon fallen asleep curled up next to Remus like a large dog who thinks they can fit in your lap. Until a few moments ago, Sirius was sure that Remus was still engrossed in his book, but as he glanced at him now he noticed the book had fallen into his lap, and his head was now gently resting atop Peter’s. Which left James, who was, as Sirius watched him now, very much awake, and staring down at him as if there was something he was supposed to say.

“What?”

“I know Moony’s noticed too, but I think he feels like he hasn’t got the right to say anything to you about acting weird cause he’s-” James stopped himself and glanced around, momentarily forgetting they weren’t in the private safety of their dorm room. “Well anyway, I do. And I need you to tell me what’s going on, cause this isn’t just your average winter of being cold, mate.”

Minutes of silence passed between them, Sirius chewed his lip until he was sure he was going to get an ulcer in the morning, but said nothing. James shook his head and moved as if he was about to wake up the boys when Sirius blurted out-

“It’s my mother.” He watched as James settled back down, eager to listen, he took a deep breath. “Over the summer I spent so much time away from home, not just when I was with you, some nights I just wouldn’t go home. And when I was home Walburga wouldn’t let me breathe for two seconds without screaming at me that I wasn’t loyal to the family, that I was a traitor and all that other shit. That’s why I went dark those last two weeks of break, Prongs. She wouldn’t let me leave the house, wouldn’t even let me send an owl. And I didn’t tell you because- I didn’t tell you cause I knew you’d come up with some scheme and- and I checked and your parents can’t adopt me unless the ‘House of Black’ agrees to it.” He made the air quotations with his hands, letting the blanket fall from his shoulders and watching it settle on the floor as he made no move to pick it up.

“Sirius I- shit, mate. You- the shivering, you’re that scared to go back?” 

Sirius nodded.

“Shit, right.” James scrambled down from the sofa to wrap his arms around his friend, he would’ve toppled him over if Sirius hadn’t squeezed so hard back. “Listen, Padfoot. Nothing’s gonna happen to you, alright? Even if we have to chain ourselves to this bloody castle no one is going to make you go back there. Me, you, the boys, maybe even the girls, we’ll all stay here for Christmas, you don’t even have to think about it. Okay?”

Sirius nodded against James’ shoulder, pulling back to smile at his friend, before they both burst out laughing at how their eyes had begun to water.

“Oh, fucking hell are you still up?” Their heads whipped round as they witnessed Peter rising from the sofa, stretching out his back and yawning loud enough to wake the whole castle. 

“Bloody hell, Pete.”

“What? Just cause I don’t swear as fucking much as you two doesn’t mean I never do. Now let’s go the fuck to bed.” He glanced down at the mass still on the sofa. “Can someone help me carry Remus? He’s one heavy bugger.”

James couldn’t control his giggles as he clapped Sirius on the back, and after a few false starts helped Peter get Remus on his feet and walking. Sirius grinned as he watched them, scooping up his blanket and following close behind. He listened to Remus’ half-asleep mumbling, Peter’s near constant swearing and James’ stifled laughter as he tried to let the rest of Gryffindor house sleep. Sirius’ smile grew, and as he watched the three idiots in front of him attempt to tackle the stairs, he felt comforted by the promise that they would keep him safe, through everything, and always, the Marauders. 

[pdmapatil]

1000 picspam challenge - #4 Ravenclaw

“Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind.”

[chomiones]

ginny weasley

for the @ginnydefensenet get to know the members challenge!

(here are some weirdly specific headcanons about ginny lmao)

yeah she might have grown up with boys but she gets along with girls really well

she makes fast friends with the girls she shares a dormitory with, and the other girls in her year as well

she has a tiny crush on hermione when she’s like 12, but she doesn’t realize at the time bc of the huge crush she has on harry when she’s 11

being possessed by tom riddle really affects her for a long time, and she struggles with nightmares for years after

she considers luna and hermione her closest friends

she developes a much closer relationship with ron after the war

when she’s old enough, she goes to a muggle place and gets several ear piercings bc those look cool af

she’s a fucking boss??like yeah she has magic and everything but half the time when people bother her she just straight up punches them in the face

the muggle way? hell yeah

she’s actually pretty curious of how the muggle world works, so hermione invites her to dinner with her parents once and she’s just completely in awe

plays quidditch all the time

ALL THE TIME 

‘hey guys what do you wanna do today’ ‘quidditch’ ‘ginny no’

is like, half in love with luna all the time and she can never figure out if it’s in a romantic way or a platonic way

but who isn’t in love with luna tbh

i mean yeah if you guys haven’t realized it yet, my girl is bi af

‘hey ginny who do u like, boys or girls’ ‘yes’

I LOVE MY GIRL GINEVRA WEASLEY

[winterjilys]

url edit for @thlestrals :)

[ripjilys]

“they’re called thestrals they’re quite gentle, really but people avoid them  because they’re a bit... different.”

[url edit for @thlestrals]

[ravenbcys-remade]

mini archive moodboard for @thlestrals

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[herhmione]

big sweaters and halloween?

big sweaters: do you prefer the cold, warmth, or a perfect in-between? 

i don’t really have a preference because i like whatever weather it is in the season. but like if i had to pick a year round weather it would be the perfect in between

halloween: if you could dress up as anyone/ anything and pull it off absolutely flawlessly, who/what would it be? 

taylor swift solely for that gal’s outfits

send me autumnal asks!

[marcusfilnt]

hi! i was tagged by @thlestrals! (and i think someone else too, but it got lost in my notifications ashdk sorry if that happened!)

rules: share ten songs you’re listening to and tag ten mutuals

off the record x will jay

glow like dat x rich chigga

spice girl x aminé

rumors x gnash ft mark johns

location (cover) x ajr

november x tyler, the creator

13 x LANY

slow hands (acoustic) x niall horan

biking x frank ocean

often x abhi//dijon

tagging: @qarvatipatil @nynnphadoratonks @roncld @flintswood @delacouvr @loqhart @mollywecsley @peachyscorbus @defiled-diadem @crvdence

[oievans]

YOU ARE A RAY OF SUNSHINE ☀SEND THIS TO 8 PEOPLE WHO DESERVE IT AND TRY NOT TO BREAK THE CHAIN💕

sorry this has taken me so long to respond to uni is a cold-hearted bitch

thanks so much julia you absolute sweetheart, you are a gorgeous ray of sunshine with the most beautiful blog of all! 💞

[wizenqamot]

What do you think happened to Dennis Creevey?

He feels the horror spreading in his veins at the end of his first year -Harry Potter clutching at the dead body of Cedric Diggory, screaming, crying, telling Voldemort was back- his brother trying but not managing to calm him down- "What will happen to us, Colin?"

He never gets an answer.

Second year doesn't come as a sudden feeling of horror -rather, as a constantly increasing fear and panic. He's afraid of Umbridge. He doesn't really understand the reason behind the tension drumming in his veins- but he knows something will happen. Then he joins D.A. His brothers knows what he's doing, and Dennis trusts him. If Colin trusts Harry, so does he. He feels sick when Dumbledore disappeares -he's terrified something happen to him or Colin. After all, they're just muggle-borns.

Then, the one person who is strong enough to protect them dies.

He remembers the way Dumbledore simply lies there: Broken and powerless. He feels sick- he is only thirteen and this is the second dead body he sees. He stands between the crowd in a haze: He can't think, he can't feel, he can't cry. A hand grabs his shoulder and he looks up to see his brother. He remember how he used to trust him with his life, how he thought he was completely safe as long as he had him.

He knows he will never be safe now.

Then they go to hiding. He's bitter about leaving his education but not Hogwarts- the castle hadn't brought him anything but horror and death. He wakes up in the night, sweating and screaming- the dream about getting caught still lingering on his eyelids. Every single day is like torture- he is scared and tense and impatient.

Then, the Battle of Hogwarts happens and he loses everything.

He remembers how Colin looks smaller- and he wonders how did such a tiny boy protected all his family. His eyes are still open, dull; his determined frown still lingering on his face. Someone had put his wand on his chest. With a wave of anger, he takes it and snaps it in the middle. He hates that wand. He hates that castle. He wishes they never got those letters, so maybe, just maybe, his brother's corpse wouldn't be lying on the cold hard floor.

So what do you think happened to him later?

What do you think happened to Dennis Creevey?

[ginnnys]

Congrats on 700 followers!!!!!! ✨

Thankss so much bb !!

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[hornedsrpents]

Hi congrats on 400 followers! Could I pls have both ☀️ and 🐝(my creations tag is mine*)

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