LMAO NOT ME SPEAKING LIKE THIS AND NOW READING IT AND REALISING IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD EW

come one, come all, it’s happening again lol (the daily drinking is starting to scare me)

oh to being a “we can have fun anyway without alcohol” girl in a world of “let’s get drunk every night of our trip” girls :(

Woah.

Yeah you're right. It WOULD be pretty fucked up if you were a swan but you were raised by ducks and you grew up never seeing another swan or even knowing that such a thing as a swan even existed so you just thought you were a duck with something super wrong with it.

guys i actually wrote an essay about this scene and why it’s 100% not platonic

THESE WERE NOT FUCKING HETEROSEXUAL LOOKS. DREAMWORKS, YOU POOPYHEADS.

Let's be honest, what did Chiron really think? "Okay, so we secured the whole camp with magical borders, the demigods won't use phones bc they attract monsters, so we did everything we can so that they don't stand out. And oh yeah, I had another great idea. Let's make the shirts bright orange!"

Marauders but make it my life

James: Wow Padfoot don’t you think Moony looks amazing today?

Sirius: Euhm sure?

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Sirius: Pete do you think James likes Moony???

Peter, shaking: Sirius it’s 7am-

i have a whole movie in my head but i can’t for fucks sake write it down

Never forgotten but...never finished.

When I’m mad at you I’ll give you the silent treatment as long as you don’t apologise, and I’ll full on dead stare you right in the eyes.

I also have certain days where I hate physical contact, and some days I need it. But only from people that I like, otherwise never.

Did I mention I’m a regulus kinnie?

I care fucking much about how I look, and I take hours to let my hair look it’s absolute best. Black nail polish is also the loml, and if I could (parents 😭) I’d wear eyeliner everyday.

Do you know I’m a Sirius kinnie?

I have a really weird relationship with my parents, who are very strict, and I want to please them but also not give a fuck. I’m also very very gay.

Well, you know the black brothers.. kin.

I DM MYSELF SHIT FROM MY SPAM ACCOUNT TO PRETEND I'M THE PHYSICAL PROOF OF THE VOICES IN MY HEAD;

HAVE I MENTIONED I'M A PANDORA KINNIE

I TELL MY FRIENDS I LOVE THEM ATLEAST 20 TIMES A DAY AND I BUY MY ENGLISH TEACHER FLOWERS;

I HOPE EVERYONE IS WELL AWARE I'M A JAMES KINNIE

I LAUGH WHEN LITTLE KIDS FALL, AND I CRACK THE SPINE OF MY BOOKS, I ALSO PUT AN UNGODLY AMOUNT OF SUGAR IN MY TEA;

YOU GUESSED IT I AM INDEED A REMUS KINNIE

@nothingtoseeherebyeexx U NEXT XI

Im literally sick but dead gay wizards are for life dude

me, trying to establish a sleep schedule and go to bed earlier:

dead gay wizards: not in this life

This made me cry but in a good way, art.

Hogwarts houses not as your defining trait but the way you survived your childhood — the way you coped with your trauma.

Ravenclaw is the book you buried your nose in as you put one foot in front of the other. They are the children who stayed under the bed with flashlights to catch the monster under the bed. They are the children who came to believe themselves to be monsters. Ravenclaw is a room where you store all the things you try to forget. It’s spending years trying to think your way out of that room. Its knowing the world is a vicious place and finding wonder in it anyways.

Slytherin is keeping your head down and your eyes open. It’s blood in your mouth and venom on your tongue. Slytherin is being sharp and precise and deadly as a snake because there’s no other way to survive. It’s knowing there’s no space for you in this world unless you’re willing to carve it out. They are the children who learned to bide their time. To wait for the perfect moment to strike. To go in for the kill. Slytherin is knowing there is no justice in this world unless you make it.

Gryffindor is a tightly clenched fist to keep your hands from shaking. Its children who used to hide under the bed. Children who swore they’d never let anyone make them afraid again. Gryffindor is raised eyebrows and hackles. It’s children who know fear like a second skin. They wrap themselves in it like a home. Gryffindor is digging your toes into the earth and widening your stance. It’s matching the lions predatory gaze with a challenge of your own and clenching your jaw so it doesn’t tremble.

Hufflepuff is a pair of trembling hands that hold on tight. It’s knowing that caring leads to betrayal and deciding to care anyways. It’s tear stains and heart strings boldly on display. It’s knowing life isn’t fair but choosing to try anyway. They are the children that know the world is cruel. They are the children that love it anyway.