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💙 USA 💙

national suicide prevention (edit: alternatives to 988)

national domestic violence hotline

national sexual abuse hotline

trans lifeline and resources

💙INTERNATIONAL💙

list of suicide hotlines by country

domestic violence hotlines and resources by country

sexual (+ domestic) abuse agencies by country

international trans resources

edit: taking this opportunity whilst this gets traction!

Palestine Children Relief Fund

Lebanon Red Cross

International Rescue Committee (Sudan, Lebanon, Gaza, Congo etc.)

Ukraine Red Cross

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Is there anything I can wear that will show other Marauders fans that I am one of them?? I know the red converse but I don't own any since they are not really my style😭

But I wanna meet Marauders Fans🥹

I mean technically I could wear the amulet or subtle Harry Potter Merch but how would they know I wear it in a "My Moony" kinda way😭

Help is appreciated 😋 or if you wanna be moots, feel free to reach out!

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This is currently making me lose my mind.

Dan and Phil entering their Cosplay Era?

howley and aziraphil are here to save the world

howley and aziraphil are here to save the world

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Diwali being on the same day as Halloween (aka the death of James and Lily Potter) keeps reminding me of this headcanon of Desi James.

Desi James who introduced his friends to some Hindi festivities like Diwali.

James who does not have any siblings but on the last day of Diwali, just 2 days before his death he explains Raksha Badan to Sirius. And that it used to be for sisters and brothers, when one of them left the family and got married but Sirius is his brother and James is now married to Lily so they don't see each other much anymore. So in modern interpretations you can give a Rakhi to anyone in your family, anyone you consider a true brother.

So James gives Sirius a Rakhi, binds it around his wrist, telling him all of this. And Sirius does not even know how to respond, his love for this man is huge, he is the best brother he could ever ask for. So the next day, even though it is not Raksha Badan anymore, Sirius gets James a Rakhi, to show him that he sees things the same way. James is touched, he had never received one before and promises to cheerish it.

And then, the next day, Halloween. Voldemort arrives. James and Lily Potter have been betrayed. And during his last moments James looks at his Rakhi, remembering Sirius, knowing that he never would've done this.

Sirius keeps his Rakhi on, until they take it off of him in Azkaban. It is the one thing he fights most for.

Happy Diwali and Happy Halloween everyone.

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Now that Tumblr has communities, feel free to join the Marauders Community!

https://www.tumblr.com/join/fGUcZ9Y1

Let's talk about headcanons, fanfictions, fanart, cosplays and much more!

And yes, you may self-advertise your art (drawings, fanfics, etc.).

Can't wait to see the Mischief there ;)

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— via knjfedog

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I was just thinking about the sheer amount of ships we have in the Maurauders fandom and in the Harry Potter fandom and that the most popular ones are all queer (Wolfstar, Drarry, Jegulus, Rosekiller, etc.). And then I thought about that other very popular frenchise for Teenagers: Twilight. And this one has close to no queer ships at all!

Why is that?

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You’re giggling while talking to your boyfriend at 3 a.m., and I’m giggling while reading a 100k+ Marauders fic at 3 a.m... we’re not the same.

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That is so incredible, I am stunned.

Here's my recent WOLFSTAR drawing!!

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Oh, to be loved by a painter

Oh, to be loved by a painter’s hand,

Who turns my life into living art,

Whose every stroke whispers feelings so grand,

Every canvas a piece of their heart.

They see beauty in more than just face,

In how my hair falls, how my eyes gleam,

In the quiet moments, in my awkward grace,

In the way I move through life’s daydream.

Each brushstroke tells a story untold,

Of me and them, our world intertwined,

Colors swirling, emotions bold,

Capturing the love they’ve quietly defined.

They paint me in moments others miss,

In the way I glance, or how I stand still,

Transforming the simplest things into bliss,

With each hue, they paint how they feel.

Oh, to be loved by a painter’s eye,

Is to be seen in ways no one else can view—

To become the art that will never die,

In their masterpieces, I live on, anew.

By princesslovinharmony on tumblr

Part of the collection: Oh, to be loved by an artist

Other parts:

Oh, to be loved by a writer

Oh, to be loved by a musician

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Oh, to be loved by a writer

Oh, to be loved by a writer, To be their muse, their sacred spark, Making my world just a little bit brighter, Guiding me through the endless dark. To be the subject of every line, Where my smile is a sunrise, warm and bold, And my laugh is a melody, sweet, divine, In their words, I’m a story that’s never told. They paint with phrases, vivid and deep, Each sentence a brushstroke, a verse to adore, Comparing me to stars, to oceans, to dreams, To everything vast, everything more. Their words, they haunt, they sing and they ache, More than “I love you,” more than just sound— They reach beneath the surface I fake, Making me feel like I’ve finally been found. Oh, to be loved by a writer’s art, Is to be held in a world only they can see— Where every word whispers straight to the heart, And I become more than just "you" and "me."

By princesslovinharmony on Tumblr

Collection:

Oh to be loved by an artist

Other parts

Oh to be loved by a painter

Oh to be loved by a musician

I'll post the other two soon if you want me to :)

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You held the roof above our head, Kept me breathing when I felt dead. In a house that shattered every day, You stood there, didn’t run away. But then you did—one day you left. And I was here, alone, bereft. The walls came crashing, the roof caved in, And I was drowning in where you'd been. How could you leave? How dare you go, When you knew I’d crack, when you had to know? I can’t hold this house, can’t hold the line— I’m breaking, Brother, breaking fine.

R.A.B

More Marauders Poetry, an excerpt from "Brother - Angry Version" - Poetry (Marauders Version) by Nightwitchy on A03

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"I am breaking my own heart with my own writing, my own poetry, my own words—because every story I’ve ever told was born from my heart shattering, over and over again."

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I was writing more poetry, read through it and cried. Then I came up with this.

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My favorite Barty Crouch Jr. Quotes

"What a surprise, a Gryffindor says something dumb. Shocker."

"And you told them you were spending the time with the two best-looking bachelors of Hogwarts?" He swings an arm around Regulus who promptly pushes him off.

"Oh, come on, Reggie, you lie all the time," Barty says, not impressed by Remus's revelation at all. "Now what's the plan, we get you a bloke? I would volunteer, but I am busy most days, and there is also no way in hell anyone would believe that." Remus coughs. "I'm sorry? You would volunteer to do WHAT exactly?" Barty grins. "Whatever you want Lupin." He winks. Regulus gags next to him.

~ My best friend's brother by Nightwitchy (Chapter 4)

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And I will sing until my lungs give out.

And I will write until there are no words left to use.

And I will paint until my hands grow numb.

And I will dance until my feet give way.

And I will create until my soul is spent, for art is the breath that keeps me alive.

~Me (Princesslovinharmony)