chaoticfroggo

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I want to be someone's muse, the object of someone's desires. I want to be something somebody thinks about all day. I want to be painted on a canvas by a painter, to be written in words by a poet. I want to be the inspiration for somebody's art.

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morally gray james

regulus: ive been forced to take the dark mark, we have to break up

james:

james: why?

regulus: well, we cant be together and fighting for opposite sides?

james, who cannot fathom losing regulus: who said anything about being on opposite sides.

regulus:

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I needed this. It's 1:35am. I'm in the middle of exams. I've got a busy day tomorrow so I'll only really get to study on Sunday for my chemistry exam. I've been stuck doom scrolling for hours even though im super tired and feeling really guilty about it...

hey queen I'm going to need you to go to sleep. go to bed.

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just saw someone post “it’s common knowledge ur not supposed to spam reblog from someone ur not mutuals with” …..?????????? am i confused??? IS that common knowledge???? i try not to spam if i can help it but i actually personally love seeing spam notifs lmao??? unless i dont know what spam reblog means

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Regulus: *banging his papers on the table out of frustration*

James: hey don't be mean to that thing ! how would you like it if I banged you on the table ?

Regulus:

James:

Regulus:

James: don't answer that

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Hunger Games didn’t really eat holes in my brain the way that it did for some other people but god the opening lines. The opening lines. Katniss wakes up in bed and immediately, instinctively reaches beside her, only to find the bed empty and cold. Before we even know her name – before we know literally anything about her or this world or her place in that world – we know that she loves someone. We know that she is reaching for where Prim should be, sleeping safe and warm beside her, but Prim is not there. She is not there, and her half of the bed is cold and empty. People talk about characters being “doomed by the narrative” when most of the time the character was literally just a well-foreshadowed death, but Prim WAS doomed by the narrative. It’s the very first thing we learned. It’s the most key, integral, important piece of information we’re given about everything that is about to happen: Every single choice Katniss makes is to protect her little sister, and it isn’t enough. In the end, Prim still dies. Prim was dead before the story even started. Katniss, reaching. Prim’s side of the bed was cold and empty. There is no version of this story where Prim could have been saved. Katniss, reaching. The very first thing she does in the series. She wakes, and she reaches, but Prim is already gone. THAT is how you do Doomed By The Narrative. Edit: Also it is key that there was literally nothing Katniss could have done differently. If she had not acted to save Prim, Prim would not have survived the Hunger Games. But by acting to save Prim, Katniss accidentally kicked off an entire rebellion and ultimately massively increased the amount of danger Prim was actually in. The key is that this is irrelevant. If Katniss had done literally anything differently, Prim still would have died. If Katniss had faltered or changed course at any point, Prim still would have died. There was never a point where Katniss could have changed Prim’s fate. There’s no version of this story where Prim lives to see the end of it. She’s dead before the story begins. That’s doomed by the narrative.

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au where whatever you write on your body marks your soulmate's skin.

james running to his mum, and showing her a child's mimicry of the dark mark on his forearm, beaming from ear to ear because he had a soulmate.

james using his hand as a diary, updating his soulmate on everything that had happened to him

begging for hints about the person's identity, because it was fourth year and james had no-one to take on hogsmeade dates

james shamelessly flirting, by writing compliments on his own lower abdomen for his soulmate to find

having lengthy conversations with somebody he'd never met

over the summer, before seventh year, he woke to a searing pain on his forearm

very much against his will, james potter had been branded with the dark mark

until the day he died, james only told two people that his soulmate was a deatheater: remus and mary.

james never found an excuse not to love his soulmate, though.

they spoke often, and when they didn't, james would draw wonky hearts across his ribs, down his stomach, decorating his hipbones.

one day, after james had left school, a single sentence was scrawled on his palm: 'despite us never crossing paths, and the fact that i don't believe in the ancient archetype of soulmates, i love you. please, stay safe'

after that, all correspondence was cut.

james spent the rest of his life mourning somebody he had never had, mourning somebody who was no more than ink smudges in the margin of his life.

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I hate it when your parents are like “I know you better than you know yourself!” Like no you don’t

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jegulus au where regulus becomes the first chair violinist and the conductor is none other than the famous effie potter

the catch? effie’s son is there every rehearsal and reg gets easily distracted with the handsome man’s unwavering stare.

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May Sarton, "Of Grief", Selected Poems

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Dorcas and Marlene <3

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🤔

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I CCAN'T BREATHE

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McGonagall: You’d like to file a report to switch dorms, because Mr Lupin was.. *adjusts glasses* very serious..? Mr Potter, this is not a legitimate reason—

James: No

James: I said he was fucking Sirius.