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james and sirius would find each other in every life time btw... as lovers, as friends, as brothers, as neighbors, twitter nemeses, business partners, ex situationship, as a matching pair of stuffed animals or a set of cufflinks... there is no universe where they haven't met and loved each other

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sirius eats really slowly, he's mostly used to skipping meals since his parents refused to feed him sometimes so he's just not used to eating three meals a day?

remus just fucking unhinges his jaw and inhales everything in his path

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wolfstar

I love sirius' shirt, I feel like he learnt the hard way that dog treats only taste good as a dog

and/or he's wearing James' shirt who learnt that same lesson

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Rip Barty Crouch Jr you would have loved being a kid in 2020

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"Nico doesn't have a noticeable Italian accent" Well fuck you too Rick

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nico being every camp kid’s emo older brother is SOOO dear to me. he acts like he hates it but if a kid is struggling you know nico will be on the scene helping them within the next three seconds. he’s always teaching them how to fight, fishing them out of the lake, cheering them on when stuck on the lava wall. he does laugh when they fall on their face but he also will absolutely hold their hand and comfort them while will patches them up. there’s a whole bunch of kids who start wearing eyeliner and black clothes because of him and follow him around. nico calls them posers but he’s actually a little flattered. he also sits with them at campfires and it’s so funny he looks like an emo mother hen with her emo babies. he loves them like they’re his actual little siblings and his heart breaks every year when summer ends and they have to say goodbye. the kids cry and he’s like ‘it’s okay i’ll see you in a few months stop crying’ and then cries in his cabin as soon as they’re gone. also he gives them a way to call him if they’re ever in trouble because he will NOT let another sibling die on his watch.

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barty, evan and, regulus from left to right

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happy father's day to fleamont potter: the man, the myth, the hot dad all his son's friends were in love with

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not to be a nerd but it’s so crazy how he (Bernini) really did that from cold hard stone……. truly a spectacle, truly breathtaking, an honor to behold

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Harrys little glasses are crooked all the time so James straightens them a lot, and every time he does Harry then reaches up his little hands and straightens James’s glasses right back

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percy found a place for himself at both, camp halfblood and camp jupiter. annabeth was made the architect of olympus. leo got a family, in the form of em and jo. hazel and frank became praetors. piper started her journey towards self discovery, reconnecting with her roots. thalia and reyna joined the hunters. will and nico both became camp counsellors. everyone had a place they belonged in. but jason was the only one who had nowhere to belong. not in camp jupiter, they treated him more like a son of zeus, a natural born leader whose only purpose is to be the perfect praetor. they did not view him as jason grace, a young boy who was thrust into this violence too early. not in camp halfblood, where no matter what he did, it could never be enough because though no one said it directly, everyone held some resentment against him for the sole reason of him not being percy. not with thalia, his only family. she joined the hunters. not with piper and leo, the entire dynamic of the trio was built on falsehoods and manipulated memories and cognitive distortions. there was nowhere for him to go after hoo. there was no home for him, waiting for him to come rest. there was no future planned for him. rick killing him off was, for the most part, for shock value, but the foundations for it were laid down since jason was first introduced. jason grace had nowhere to go, except into the arms of death.

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buckle up, buttercups, I’m about to get political on main.

I am Mexican-American. My James is Mexican-American because I am. Not a boyfriend or friend, but me. My family. My background.

And let me say. Latino James is great. I love the representation. Solmussa did it first (in my fanfic journey) and it was with such tenderness and care and reality. You Signed Up For This Latino James straddles lines and identities, politics domestic and international, and that is real.

but too often in this fandom, that’s not the case. Him being brown is just a fun little quirk.

That’s not acceptable.

if you write Latino James, especially if you’re white and especially if you’re white and American, you better put some damn respect on his identity.

It’s not just google translate Spanish and reggaeton and spicy food and calling Effie “mami”. There’s nuance, and even if you choose to ignore that nuance in the story, you better address it in an author’s note.

Latinos in America right now… We’re going through it. Our community, our identity is more than just sexy fancasts and “brown skin stretched over muscle” or “papi” or “beastlike stamina” or whatever the fuck else, and to reduce it to that, with no further research or any nuance, for sake of trend or subverting JKRacist is… also problematic.

if you write characters of color, ACKNOWLEDGE IT. I’ve seen marauders at pride - where the fuck are my marauders protesting ICE? Protesting far right governments?

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propaganda i am falling for:

mary and marlene kissed at least once

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Regulus had never really been jealous of Sirius before, there hadn't been a reason to be, their parents and Kreacher clearly favoured him, he had gotten into the right house and his grades were better. That changed when one Remus Lupin entered the scene.

Remus was beautiful. With sandy-brown curls that fell perfectly around his face, amber eyes that Regulus believed rivalled the finest of treasures, white and pink scars littering his body, the most prominent slashed across his nose and freckles that seemed to dance along his skin. He was a masterpiece.

Sirius and Remus were best friends, always joking around together, with that Potter and the Pettigrew kid. Regulus found himself watching them often, his chest squeezing funny whenever Remus would smile at Sirius. Why couldn't it be him that received that smile, or those soft touches they would give each other when they thought no one was looking.

It wasn't that he hadn't tried to get closer to the older boy, he had. He would spend hours studying and talking with Remus in the library. They would annotate books together and take turns reading something the other had recommended. In that time, Regulus would soak up any information he could get about the boy, joy spreading throughout his body when Remus would laugh at something HE had said.

The day that Sirius had run up to him to tell him about how he and Remus were dating, the euphoria clear on his face, something inside Regulus broke. He couldn't feel happy for his brother, it should have been him, why did Sirius get the one thing he truly wanted. He'd give up parental approval, grades, anything, if it meant Remus liked him. It wasn't fair, he'd tell himself, seething with jealousy, as he listened to his brother go on and on about “Moony this” and “Moony that”.

He knew it was wrong to resent Sirius for it, Remus had never been his, but he couldn't help himself. He found himself watching them often, that bitter feelings bubbling under his skin, into his heart. So if he spent his time drinking and smoking and sleeping with Barty, it was his brother's fault. If he took the dark mark, it was his brother's fault. And if he succumbed to the water in a cave, it was his brother's fau-

“Sirius , help”

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why did you invite me to your wedding by Kevin Atwater but it’s Evan from ‘Im Not Gonna Teach Him How To Dance” by greensenne (IK IT’S NOT THE SAME SCENARIO BUT WITH ENOUGH IMAGINATION IT COULD BE)