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Stop convincing yourself you’re wasting your life away. The time you’ve spent resting and healing was and is necessary. You’re not a waste of a person if you find yourself struggling right now. Healing, recovering, sitting with your pain is foundational. It’s not a waste. You are still whole.
dont care didnt ask plus your pessimistic outlook on life is exhausting
"we all die" "love is pointless" "its never gonna get better" yeah ok bitch maybe!!!! i dont care tho im still gonna love with my entire heart and live every day like its my last!!!
So I’ve been writing a new fic and I know this isn’t a ~new~ concept, but I’ve been thinking a lot about how the characterization in hoo would have shifted if Percy/Annabeth were a lot older than the rest of the seven. (Or just the og pjo characters for that matter)
I’m talking maybe 25/26 while the rest of the seven are still the same age.
First and foremost, I would have loved to see how Percy and Annabeth would have been a decade older.
Now, the second part, is the characterization. Cause the age gape would significantly shift things.
YEAH BUT FOR HOW LONG AFTER BEING MARRIED DO YOU THINK JAMES WOULD ACCIDENTALLY CALL LILY ‘EVANS’ AND SHE’D BE LIKE ‘POTTER ACTUALLY’
FIFTY THINGS BABY HARRY DEFINITELY GOT TO EXPERIENCE
1. falling asleep with his dad on the sofa
2. pulling on the cat’s tail and cackling madly
3. falling asleep in his mum’s arms
4. waking up with two parents cooing over him
5. being lulled by his dad’s voice—singing terribly, but he didn’t care
6. watching his mum and dad dance around the living room
7. and then his dad scooping him up off the floor and the three of them dancing around the living room
8. being sick and spending four solid days in his parents’ arms—them cooing and sushing and rubbing his back until he felt better
9. having as much cake as he wanted on his birthday
10. both his parents sneaking his biscuits when the other wasn’t looking
11. his dad talking to him as if he was already his best mate in the world
12. those amazing lights from his dad’s wand
13. his mum levitating him in the air for fun
14. memorizing his mum’s twenty kinds of laughs
15. falling asleep nestled in-between his parents on the sofa/in bed
16. sleeping snuggled with his toy broomstick in his cot b/c he couldn’t bear to let it go and his parents didn’t want to tell him no
17. the funny lady who came over and brought him biscuits
18. carving a pumpkin with his parents and smashing goo all over the floor
19. crying when the goo got in his eyes
20. laughing when his mum vanished it and chasing after the cat
21. trying to ride the cat
22. knowing if he cried his mum or dad would come make it right
23. playing peek-a-boo beneath his dad’s invisbility cloak
24. learning “sssshhhhh” when he and his mum were hiding underneath the cloak from dada
25. conspiratorial whispers/secrets
26. his mum blowing raspberries on his tummy/cheeks/feet/legs
27. grabbing his dad’s glasses and holding them victoriously in his chubby little hands as he promptly puts them in his mouth
28. and then his dad puts them on, slobbery and all, deliberately upside down to make him giggle
29. his dad telling he and his mum wizarding stories from the animated pop up book
30. his mum telling he and his dad muggle stories from the book with shiny edges
31. warm nights spent on the sofa by the fire eating popcorn (which wasn’t always realized as a chocking hazard so he was probably given some)
32. little baby belches after tiny sips of butterbeer from uncle pafoo
33. being mesmerized by the golden snitch his mum charmed to float above his bed
34. chasing after the quaffle—that was bigger than him—around the living room floor while dada chased him on all fours
35. falling asleep snuggled next to the kiddy
36. sneaking out with his dad under the invisibility cloak—with silencing charms, of course—and taking walks around the neighborhood
37. lying out in the back garden—which had a tall fence around the perimeter—and digging in the dirt while his mum and dad worked in the garden
38. picnics on the grass in said garden
39. hearing he was loved and how special he was and how wonderful he was every day for the first year and three months of his life
40. learning his mum’s twenty kinds of kisses and hugs
41. playing quaffle with dada and uncles padfoot and remus and peter—in which he was the quaffle
42. playing with his dad’s mirror until uncle padfoot’s face showed up
43. almost choking on his mum’s wizarding chess set
44. a first christmas he didn’t even understand because he was so young, but the house was sparkly and he liked the lights and the music and he learned to crawl by trying to get over to the tree and pull the baubles off
45. knowing that his dad smelled like peppermint and his mum smelled like raspberries
46. hours spent in the kitchen while his mum brewed potions which smelled terrible but were full of interesting things to try and grab at
47. watching his dad work on the crossword in the mornings and playing peek-a-boo with the paper
48. eating toast in the mornings and getting jam hopelessly smeared in his face and cheeks and fingers and hair
49. hearing from his mum every day that he looked and acted just like his dada
50. hearing from his dad every day that he looked and acted just like his mummy
51. watching his dad transform for the first time from a deer to dada and then crying b/c where did his dad go but then he transforms and harry realizes he’s not going anywhere so he giggles and claps and he does it again
52. his mum humming absent-mindedly while she paints his nursery for the fourth time
53. his dad with an apron on making everybody a fantastic dinner
54. his mum with the same apron on making fantastic fudge
55. pulling all the books off the shelf, which his dad had arranged alphabetically, crying when he’s scolded, but laughing with delight as his dad waves his wand and the books go back
56. rocking in the chair his mum inherited from her grandmother
57. falling asleeping in the rocking chair with his fist curled around a strand of his mum’s hair and his head nestled into the crook of her shoulder/collar of her blouse
58. his mum falling asleep in the chair, too, and his dad carrying them all to bed
59. trying to climb the stairs and tumbling down the first three, hurting his knee, but his dad makes it all better
60. trying to climb the stairs and being confused as hell when he can’t get to them because his parents have put up a magical barrier
61. trying to drink from a big boy cup and spilling it all over himself
62. BATH TIME WITH MAGICAL BATH TOYS MOTHERFUCKERS HOW AWESOME WOULD THAT BE
63. playing with his magical set of dragons that are charmed to fly around
64. being scooped up and held in his mum’s gryffindor scarf to keep him warm
65. it’s a freak snowstorm and he’s only six months old but they transifgure a warm baby cloak and bundle him up and take him out in the back garden to play in four centimeters of snow
66. watching people come in and out of the church on sundays
67. chasing after the paper bats his mum conjured on his broomstick, crumpling them up and saying pweese pweese until she charms them to flap around again
68. falling asleep to the sound of his dad and their mates’ raucous laughter in the living room
69. watching his parents magically fold laundry and thinking the flapping clothes are the coolest thing
70. magical baby blocks that assemble themselves so he can knock them over
71. knocking over his mum’s bottle of ink as she’s writing a letter and toddling halfway across the room with baby ink stains and they’re so adorable she takes a picture before vanishing them away
72. art time with baby finger paints and he makes his dada a masterpice. they have an entire wall coated with harry’s masterpieces.
73. watching the birds in the tree out back—his mum has made an elaborate story about the baby birds in the nest—they watched the eggs and then there were babies, like him, and he watched them grow all summer. his dad and mum talk about what adventures the baby birds are going to go on in the back garden each day. he learns the different birds and their calls and their names.
74. picking flowers with his dad in the back garden and taking one into mummy, all by himself, and it’s crushed and wilted in his chubby little hands from the kitchen to the living room but she treasures it and puts it in a vase all the same
75. she has an entire window sill of tiny vases with crushed flowers
76. blowing out candles on his mum’s birthday cake, and his dad’s, when really it was spittle and slobber all over the place, even though they didn’t seem to mind
77. more bath time fun because his mum dries him with wind from her wand and it tickles his tummy
78. and his dad blows bubbles in the bath and makes a baby whirlpool that harry loves to splash
79. uncle peter comes over for sunday dinners and he always has sweets in his pockets for harry
80. standing with his mum in the stairway, looking at pictures of people he doesn’t know but hearing story after story about grandmum and grandpa potter and grandmum and grandpa evans
81. knowing that the most comfortable place in the world was his mum’s arms
82. and the safest places was his dad’s arms
83. and the funnest place was his uncle’s arms
84. learning to count to ten in the 10 little dragon’s song his dad taught him and his mum calls wildly inappropriate for a baby
85. learning the words to a muggle song his mum taught him and his dad calls wildly inappropriate for a baby
86. his dad can draw anything and harry tells him what to draw, so his dad makes it, and they end up with fifty pictures of padfoot.
87. taking pictures with the enchanted camera and watching the baby in the pictures with mum and da
88. food fights. they definitely happened.
89. harry having an especially stinky poo and his mum and dad have to draw straws to see who has to change it.
90. harry saying a curse word because his mum—not his dad—let it slip when she botched a potion.
91. wearing his baby potter jersey and listening to the match with his parents on the wireless as if it were a perfectly normal thing for an eight month to be doing.
92. his dad vanishing the turnips off his high chair when his mum wasn’t looking.
93. his mum vanishing the green beans off his high chair when his dad wasn’t looking.
94. james trying to scold harry for hitting the cat and failing completely because his green eyes are watering up just the way that lily’s do, and that’s his weakness
95. lily trying to scold harry and failing completely because he’s covered in flour, completely starkers, wearing a shit eating grin he inherited from his father, and that’s his weakness
96. listening to his mum’s record collection for hours upon hours whilst they piddled around the house
97. his first accidental magic—summoning his broomstick from off the table—and his parents are so proud and he’s grinning from ear to ear and so are they
98. gripping his mum’s wand as she “lets” him do magic
99. gripping his dad’s wand as he “lets” him do magic
100. sitting on his dad’s lap whilst his parents played cards, and trying to reach for them but batting his hand away, and falling asleep with his head nestled into the crook of james’s elbow
I feel like when Sirius said “Nah, she didn’t,” he didn’t mean “I mean yeah, she acted like she hated him for years, but she was really just trying to cover up her undying love for him.” He was saying “Dude, calm the fuck down, you just saw literally one of the worst fights they ever had, they were actually pretty chill most of the time, Jesus.”
can u believe there was literally a prophecy about James and Lily having a kid together like….. for the sake of Comedic Effect forget abt all the other terrifying and traumatic implications of that prophecy and take a moment to think abt how James Potter would react to the fact he was literally destined to have world-saving sex with Lily Evans
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone (2001) dir. Chris Columbus
conspiracy theory: james potter was not harry’s real father. harry’s appearance was altered when he was a baby to hide his true lineage. harry’s real dad? fawkes
wow dumbledore really left a baby on a doorstep in november with nothing but a notE and a hope for the best
to be ironic, luna lovegood decorates her room with sunflowers
All of Harry Potter’s closest friends know how big his member is because they used polyjuice potion to become him.
Jkr ghostwrote this somebody stop her
Teddy Lupin probably adored Ginny and Harry and one day when he mastered his mothers gift I can imagine him looking into the mirror and wishing he looked just like his parents. I can imagine he sat at his mirror and closed his eyes and as his hair turned into his mothers fiery red and he opened his eyes to smile at his bottlenose green eyes in the mirror.
I can imagine Teddy grinning as he walks out into the dining hall where the two closest things he had as parents looked at him-and suddenly Harry begins to cry. Shaking his head Harry goes and kneels over to his first almost son and says, “No Ted, no.”
“B-but why?” Teddy asks his own eyes tearing up slightly, “I want to look like you dad.”
“Not like me, okay?” and this is the first time Harry shows him a picture of Lupin and Tonks, “These are your parents and you are very very lucky that they were. I will always be second best okay?”
That night Teddy stares at the picture for the longest time…I like his hair color…I like her nose…and in the morning he walks out again and this time Harry has a battle of emotions-of sadness and joy-as Teddy smiles his mother’s smile filling his fathers eyes with a sort of sad happiness as well.
“I miss them,” Teddy whispered.
“Me too Ted,” and as Harry ruffled his hair he gave a sad smile, “But I see them in you no matter what you look like.”
the fam.
