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I've been itching for awhile to argue with a Tik Tok Snater 👀. I've finally got one so let's goooo.

First of all, James didn't slay, he never did. He was canonically a bully, no matter who they're bullying it's still wrong. Second of all the whole "what sa" or "it wasn't sa" is so wrong. Because it is, it is sa. Saying it wasn't or blaming it on Snape is horrible. I'm not even going to go down the road of the victim blaming that goes on here.

"walking on a corpse to hug a dead girl he was obsessed with"

Girl- calm down. First of all that's movie canon not book canon. Even if it was book canon do you really think Snape would have stepped on James's body, stepped on him?! Like do y'all hear yourself. The man would probably slip and fall on the stairs if he had stepped on him 😂.

Two abuse arguments. It wasn't abuse. Snape never abused the kids. He was a verbal man who taught a very deadly subject and students didn't pay attention, didn't care, and were careless. He's going to yell and get angry because a potion could blow up and explode in their faces. Sure he could have been kinder then he was but he wasn't so, cry about it bitch.

"what about Neville"

What about him? Don't get me wrong I love him but he was a clumsy kid, sure Snape didn't make it any better being the scary bat he was but, again, cry about it.

"trauma will not explain his actions"

Majority of Snape and who he is was formed from trauma so yes it will explain his actions and who he is and what he's done. His trauma shaped his life. From the first time his dad raised his hand to him, to the last time James Potter sent a unprovoked hex at him. Not to mention all the obvious emotional manipulation Dumbledore used with him.

His entire life was traumatic.

No trauma does not excuse him from his shitty actions but it does explain it, and you'd be stupid to think otherwise. Oh but I forgot, most James Potter stans are stupid.

Canon literally says otherwise to what you're saying so 🤷🏻‍♀️ go touch some grass or watch paint dry, I don't know what to tell you man.

Also I'm pretty woke, you don't seem to be.

Pleaseee I laughed so hard at this argument like ma'am you're not even trying anymore.

"At least James Potter had friends"

One of his friends betrayed him to Voldemort who ended up killing him, his wife, trying to kill his child and ended up leaving said child as an orphan.

The other attempted murder at the age of 15-16, went after another friend in revenge instead of taking care of his godson. Never felt remorse for anything he did as a student. Claimed an unprovoked attack and attempted murder were deserved.

The other friend put children in danger by not taking his potion, showed negligence already for not taking it/taking his affliction seriously. Was a bystander and despite being in a position of authority never stopped his friends from unprovoked attacks. Also downplayed what happened in attempt to make a dead man look better.

Yeah I think I'd prefer to have no friends idk about you.

"without James there'd be no Harry Potter"

First of all then Lily could have had a kid with someone else or Voldemort would have went for Neville instead, a different prophecy would have been made. There are so many other things that could have happened.

"the only Slytherin hero was Regulus Black"

Uhm, Regulus did nothing, like literally all he did was steal a locket. He had an obsession with Voldemort and was a staunch supporter of him as well as a blood supremacist. As well most likely one of his most youngest marked Death Eater (not counting Draco here).

Regulus could have told anyone about the horcrux but he didn't. He could have told Kreacher to take him back with him after getting the horcrux but he didn't. He defected and took the cowards way out.

Classic trauma comparison. *Sighs* these antis are so repetitive like common give me something new to talk shit about.

"Regulus has gone through more trauma then Snape"

Actually from what we know about canon, no. Snape was physically abused and neglected. His father was a drunk who canoncially physically abused him, verbally abused his mother, he was neglected as well (that being just because his family was poor is also a possibility). Also he was tormented for seven years by four boys (mostly two of them) just because he existed.

I'm not saying Regulus doesn't have trauma, we just know that the only canonical trauma he probably has is from watching his brother being abused. He most likely was as well.

"Stfu next time and hide in your fake world where snape was a hero. and ofc cry abt it"

I'm never going to shut up about Snape 😘. My world isn't fake, canon isn't fake. Snape was a hero, it's literally in canon. Oh no don't call me out on crying 😱, the world is going to end now.

No cuz this had me laughing hysterically. You know you've won when they start to throw insults at you instead of trying to argue with actual points.

This is only part one, part two will be in the reblog cuz tumblr only allows ten photos 😭.

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Never Enough.

Summary: In which Lo’ak is born as Sylwanin instead. Sylwanin goes through the process of being shunned by her family after Neteyam’s death.

Sylwanin never realized how much blood a body can hold until her hands were drenched in it.

It would have hurt less if it was her blood that she was covered in but it was Neteyam's. Her Neteyam, her big brother, her protector for as long as she could remember. And now he was dead. Because of her. Sylwanin was feeling overwhelmed with guilt and grief as she tried to make sense of what had happened.

A week had passed since they had sent Neteyam's dead body back to Eywa.

Sylwanin couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness that seemed to engulf her heart. The reality of the situation never seemed to fully register in her mind as she struggled with thoughts of what could have been done differently. She couldn't help but feel like she had failed her brother in his time of need.

It was her fault. Her fault that Neteyam had died. Her fault that she was still alive when he wasn't. Her fault that her family was suffering. She couldn't get that night out of her mind. The gut-wrenching screams of her mother as she watched the life drain out of her firstborn's eyes.The complete look of defeat on her father's face. The horror in Tuk's eyes and the quiet sobs of Ki'ri. Her fucking fault.

She hadn't realized how much Neteyam meant to her until he was gone. She had always felt like the black sheep of the family but she never felt unwanted when she had her older brother by her side. Now, her life felt like a bottomless void. She couldn't escape the suffocating feeling of guilt and remorse that had taken residence in her mind.

Neytiri would look away from her when she saw her. Jake would do his best to avoid her existence and the moment he did look at her, she could see the contempt and sadness in her eyes. Ki'ri wouldn't speak to her. Tuk was the only one who tried to be there but her family didn't let the little girl spend more than fifteen minutes alone with her. Sylwanin felt like no matter how much she apologized, it would never be enough to make up for the loss of Neteyam.

Now that Sylwanin realized it, it was always Neteyam.

She was never the daddy's girl. Jake never called her sweetheart or baby girl like he called Ki'ri and Tuk. He didn't have the softness for her that he had for his other two daughters. Neytiri would always be busy with her duties as the future Tsahik, helping Ki'ri with her connection to Eywa and raising Tuk to ever focus on her. Ki'ri was her sister, her friend but even she preferred Spider over her. Sylwanin couldn't help but feel like she was the extra one in her family, that she didn't belong.

But Neteyam made her feel like she mattered. He would always make time for her, no matter how busy he was with his warrior training or out on patrols. He would listen to her, encourage her and defend her, and take the blame for her recklessness. Sylwanin's relationship with Neteyam went beyond just being siblings; he was her protector, confidant, and best friend.

"Are you a daddy's girl or a mommy's girl?"

Tarsem had once asked her that question during one of their late-night conversations, and Sylwanin had scoffed at it. She was only 11 at that time but the answer was very clear.

"I'm a Neteyam's girl"

And now Neteyam was dead. All because Sylwanin couldn't listen. Sylwanin didn't realize she was having a panic attack. She felt a lump forming in her throat, making it hard to breathe. She tried to calm herself down, but the guilt was overwhelming As Sylwanin grapples with the overwhelming guilt and remorse over her brother Neteyam's death, she finds herself struggling to cope with the loss and the strained relationships within her family.

Strong arms wrap around her and she is pulled into someone's chest. Neteyam is the first thought that comes to her mind but Neteyam is dead. "Calm" A gentle but hoarse voice whispers. Aonung. It was Aonung. "Calm" he whispered again, drawing circles on her back. After a few minutes, Sylwanin's breathing starts to slow down and her heart rate begins to ease. Aonung didn't rush her. He stayed silent, holding her tight. "It's alright. Take your time," he whispered, and Sylwanin felt a sense of comfort wash over her.

Sylwanin thought that despite their initial differences and arguments, Aonung in a sense is like Neteyam. Both the eldest children of the Olo'eyktan shared a responsibility to protect their younger siblings and the clan. The difference was that Tsireya was an angel and Sylwanin was the murderer of her older brother. "My mother says that death is not the end of life. It's simply a transition to another realm. We must honor our departed loved ones by remembering them, their teachings, and how they lived. In this way, they live on in our hearts and memories." Aonung smiled at her as she pulled away.

Sylwanin stayed quiet. They wouldn't understand. Not even if she talked about it a hundred times, they wouldn't understand. They wouldn't understand the ache in her heart. The hollow soul inside her. They would never understand.