i struggle with anxiety, i'm rarely not polite, i like to look at things critically and listen to and consider people's thoughts on things, i'm tired of being poor, i'm a pretty laid back person other than having anxiety and am pretty accepting of people who come to me with sincerity, i have problems with avoidance and escapism, and i don't feel i will ever be truly happy in this world but i'm going to try my best anyways.
i updated my fic rec page (overhaul 7/2; added 3 fics 7/4), and my about page which now includes my tags page and a blogroll.
currently: procrastinating harry potter reread;
have a cool hp edit idea i'm also procrastinating getting done;
need to catch up on Free!, Teen Wolf

death eaters + minimalist


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Hogwarts is my home

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simplypotterheads:

I’m rereading Deathly Hallows and I got to this part in the book and all I could think was “Oh. Mrs. Weasley will never get to fuss over Fred at his wedding.”

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marciaoverstrand:

Whether you come back by page or by the big screen, 
Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.

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Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, And Prongs
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But some part of him realized, even as he fought to break free from Lupin, that Sirius had never kept him waiting before… Sirius had risked everything, always, to see Harry, to help him… If Sirius was not reappearing out of that archway when Harry was yelling for him as though his life depended on it, the only possible explanation was that he could not come back…  
                                            That he really was…
     

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padfootses:

the great dueling challenge //  ”You have your mother’s eyes.”

I expect you’re tired of hearing it, but you do look extraordinarily like James. Except your eyes… you have your mother’s eyes.” - Albus Dumbledore



as the dust
settled around us


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ink-splotch:

seiya234:

dreamslessordinary:

princess-sparklemullet:

so sometimes i think about harry potter being in the aurors and like

he’d never really thought about child protective services, muggle or otherwise, cause it’d never been relevant, right? like when he was a miserable kid he just thought that was what it was like being an orphan. but then he sees cases come through the department where parents are murdered and there’s kids sitting in their waiting room with copies of the quibbler and water waiting while an auror sits down with a family tree and tries to find whatever relatives this kid might have in the wizarding world, going back maybe even five generations to find anyone living and vaguely related to this child to drop them off with

and he goes to shit apartments in diagon alley after noise complaints and finds children who are black and blue with hexed, bleeding skin who insist they were just playing with a weasley’s wizard wheeze, no really mr. potter

and he thinks about how merope gaunt stumbled into a muggle orphanage and left them a child who would grow up learning fear was the key to harmony, and becoming a god meant safety

and really, how was the headmaster of a school the person who made the call about where he ended up, how was the system so haphazard that a man who wouldn’t be part of his life for another ten years got to make the biggest decision of his life

harry thinks about his cupboard

and then harry potter sits down with hermione and ron and neville (cause of course neville would want a stake in this) and says, “we need to change the wizarding world again.”

and they do.

#the anti-cupboard league#molly weasley knits sweaters with every letter of the alphabet

HEADCANON ACCEPTED! 

#molly weasley knits sweaters with every letter of the alphabet

“we need to change the wizarding world again.”

and they do.

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clracomalfoy:

Because when I look at him I do not see his face. I see failed opportunities and could’ve been’s. Admiring him used to be such a pleasure, I feel sad at the loss. I know that the only way to get back the bliss of merely glancing over is to fix this, to right my wrongs and tell him- everything. However that is the only thing I can’t accomplish. I’ve slain and conquered more than I could imagine but he’s the foe I can’t defeat.

deanlirium      ✿