#and fuck that dementor

[shipspainfulships]

Y'all ever stop to think how fucking tragic Regulus and Barty's deaths were!?

One got drowned by the inferis and got turned into an inferi himself.

And one got his soul kissed away by a dementor.

Those fuckers will never see afterlife. James and Lily are never gonna see their Reggie ever again. Sirius won't ever get to see and hug his baby brother who actually died betraying the dark lord.

Evan will be forever waiting for his lover to come... he will never show up.

Evan, Pandora and Dorcas will wait for their friends; the sadboi and the crackpot of the group to cross over.... Come to them... They will be forever waiting... Only to be met with disappointment

[tedwardremus]

The final Harry Potter book should have ended with the International Confederation of Wizards coming to Britain and setting up criminal trails for not just death eaters but ministry employees

[tomtepixiedust]

In a fit of stupid genius two young students of the prestigious School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Hogwarts managed to make a rather convoluted potion with a show of twisted charms that ended up with... well...

On how Lily Evans and Severus Snape get into a spat about who knows what but keep making their little project, which in turn literally blows up into their faces, a loud explosion alarming everyone around.

The teachers find them and haul their sorry 4th year asses into the hospital wing.

Turns out both of them achieved what they wanted but also managed to make a lot of eyebrows shoot out of the faces of many.

May we present, Lily Evans and Severus Snape - magically bound: half-blood siblings.

Well, this at least explains the reddish blood-like goop that exploded everywhere.

(Not really.)

[balladofmoony]

a little collage for dstg lily of @mayescapade because honestly lily evans and the phoenix are all i think about these days.

[elisedonut]

One thing I like about Marcus is that he's kind of

Schrodinger's Death Eater

Like yeah he's a Slytherin

He's an asshole

But

He is never mentioned again after the third book.

Not once.

Not even a different Flint is ever mentioned

you don't even hear about like his parent being a death eater which means

You can make him one if you want

if you need him to be for the story you want to tell

Or you can choose not to if that fits better

and immediately neither of these actually go against canon

Which is really fun to me

Because you can make him and his family just literally leave the country if you want

Or maybe he is just a death eater

Or if you like me like him being close to the others that we know around his age and are also allergic to making OCs you can make him a spy with Percy

maybe they both work in the ministry and he uses the fact most people won't watch him as closely as they do Percy to get things done that need to be done. Very Percy is the brains of the operation and Marcus is the actual body of it because they both know Percy really can't step out of line too much.

But similar to how Hogwarts was during that last year of the war people just assume that as a pureblooded Slytherin Marcus is just on their side by default so don't even look twice at him

Or you know just a Quidditch boy

[reignmaefall]

guys, i'm not sure you understand-

Barty's father, who put him under the imperius curse for intervals so long he got used to it. his father who used him for publicity, who ignored him, who abused him. his father who later let his wife, Barty's mother, die in azkaban just so he could put Barty under the imperius curse and not let him go outside (a line in gof that read "let him go, she said. [...] let him smell the fresh air for once.") his father who he later relished in killing.

his father who didn't follow voldemort. Barty Crouch Jr didn't follow voldemort because Regulus did. he didn't follow voldemort in an act of rebellion. he followed voldemort because it got him out of that godforsaken home.

his loyalty to voldemort wasn't out of respect for his cause. His loyalty was a show of graditude.

[vinepossible]

Genuinely one of my favorite professor Dementor lines

[psychicdragondream]

flags ～ Heteroflexible

full name ～ Draco Lucius Malfoy

misc. ～ BPD

[jegulusofwesper]

snippet

thanks for the tag @grimjobs

He let out a whimper as he felt the dementor get closer to him. He wanted to cower, to run and hide, to scream for someone to help him, to come save him but he knew he had no one.

Poor little Sirius Black, It mocked, it felt like the voice was faux pouting at him.

Sirius wanted to open his eyes, look up at the mouth that he knew would steal his soul and seal his death with a kiss. Part of him knew it was the dementor in putting the thoughts in his head but another part of him wanted to act on it.

Always needing someone to save him but no one loving him enough to come to the rescue.

Sirius had an overwhelming urge to cry as the voice mocked him, speaking his deepest fears out loud. It felt so much worse, more real when another voice spoke his fears in his brain. It was scarier, like the secondary voice was going to make them come true.

I could fix that for you. The voice was drawing him in.

Sirius opened his tear rimmed eyes to stare up at the dementor, looking between the two sockets as if he would find the truth to its words deep within them.

“How?” He meekly whispered. Sirius would’ve never described himself as meek but the pure terror he was feeling mixed with the dominating aura amplifying off of the dementor was making him feel so small he was scared he’d disappear.

A vision of Sirius on his knees entered his brain in response to his question. He looked similar to how he does now but he had tears leaking down his face. He looked terrified but the arousal shining in his eyes as he looked up at the dementor was as obvious as the tent in his trousers.

The dementor’s intentions were clear from the vision.

How will that help me? He thought.

You’ll finally have somewhere to belong. You’ll have a place in the world. Someone who truly wants you, even if it is for your body then your soul. A home, on your knees for your own personal boogeyman. You’ll be mine. The dementor responded, emphasising on the words that had always meant so much to Sirius. He could feel himself leaning into the dementor’s caress.

no pressure tags: @underburningstars @lemndrps @spinderella-umbrella @wanderingdonut

[ratabrasileira]

I am not going to lie to you

I love you art. Especially „After war“ series.

Its so sad, depressing, you literally can feel the emptiness that the character (Harry) is feeling. I literally can feel how LOST Harry is and how he just doesn’t seem to be himself anymore.

Like, wow!🫡

Not everybody can capture those feelings so well👏🏽👏🏽

Thank you 🫡

You really got the message I want to pass. I’m not gonna lie to you, nonnie, but painting the Afterwar serie is helping me to deal with my own depression so I guess the feelings come a little bit from me too –which make it all easier lol.

I really appreciate your message, tho. Have a nice day, sweet

[slitheringghost]

gotta write a post about the dumb bellatrix opinion that she was genuinely happy and proud to spend over a decade in azkaban being tortured for voldemort lol… i think it’s honestly along similar lines as claiming she’s insane

[blackswallowtailbutterfly]

These people will just say anything. lol

And while im on the subject the way jk rowling straight up stole dementors from philip pullman’s specters but removed all the thematic and allegorical weight from them before copy pasting them into her stories is so funny like of course you would do that

[van-im-gonna-gogh-draw]

Why do electric vehicles sound like they run off the souls of the damned

[aithusarosekiller]

Reg lives au where he looks so different after the cave (prosthetic leg, deep scars all up his arms and face, one dead eye, a bit of a tremor sometimes) that when Sirius eventually gets out of Azkaban and moves back in, he doesn't recognise him at all. Regulus takes it as Sirius' memory being so fuzzy due to the dementors and dark/harrowing setting that he didn't bother clinging to the memory of people he didn't care about

so from there it's easy to keep his cover as 'Lycan' long-term member of the order, dumbledore's second most trusted man, famously vague and impossible to research

The ruse only fails when one day he accidentally calls Sirius 'Ris' and he KNOWS because nobody else calls him that and oh hell how did he not recognise his own eyes looking back at him and what the fuck happened to his Reggie?

(I'm writing it guys)

[soup-of-the-daisies]

In PoA Sirius basically says, point-blank, that it’s so common for the prisoners to dissociate that the dementors didn’t clock him turning into a dog with simpler thoughts. The despair and anguish is so horrible and non-stop that a prisoner’s mind cannot deal with it, and they just turn… blank. With regularity. Their brain uses a defense mechanism that usually occurs when a person has PTSD or C-PTSD—with regularity, because it’s ‘normal’. Barty Crouch Jr is practically catatonic before his parents come to break him out by way if polyjuice and he’s been there like… a month? A bit longer?

Crouch Sr manages to ensure the DE-trials are sped through at an appalling pace. Sirius says in GoF (chapter “Padfoot Returns”) that it’s Crouch Sr’s responsibility Sirius ended up in Azkaban, without a trial. And nobody in the magical Britain seems to remember this? Barty Jr had a trial. Lucius Malfoy had a trial. Karkaroff had a trial. Severus had a trial. And if I remember correctly, Bella and the Lestranges had trials as well.

And the worst part is… even if the trials were just a farce, even if they were just performative, at least they got a trial. Sirius isn’t even a convict; he’s just a suspect who got shoved into Azkaban, and then everybody (literally everybody) conveniently forgets that he’s only an alleged mass-murderer, traitor and Death Eater.

Sirius Black as Voldemort’s right-hand-man, as a mass-murderer—his trial should’ve been front page news. He literally was the alleged key person that ‘accidentally’ allowed the war to end (according to society). Yet he was put into the highest security section of Azkaban, and the Ministry dusted off their shoulders and washed their hands and decided they did a bang-on job at catching all the evil people. And not to mention the absolute fucking farce and absurd attempt at intimidation that was Harry’s trial in OotP…

JKR really made Azkaban the horror of all horrors, made the judicial system a joke and the government corrupt as shit, off-handedly mentions how fucked up it is and then just. Doesn’t go into it further. It’s like, “Oh yeah, and this is awful... Anyway! Funny magic!”

The Ministry of Magic in its totality is only something for Harry to fight through, not fight against. The corruption and horrifying reality is not important enough for the story that JKR wanted to tell (“a mother’s love trumps all”-kinda shit). The Trio become active participants in said corrupt system. Sirius’ name is cleared posthumously. The dementors are ‘dismissed’ from their post after the Second War, only after the magicals realise that such creatures kind of fucking suck, actually.

It’s absurd.

cant believe jkr created a prison that forces you to relive all of your worst memories, put a fairly major character in that prison for twelve years without a trial, and then just... didnt make it a commentary on the justice system OR the prison system. just like "lol thats a quirky thing that happened just for plot reasons, no bearing on reality tho"

[aly4khq]

dragon sylus who tries to train you with his two dicks! (help me, dragon sylus is making me go feral)

You're crying, gasping out for air whilst your hands try to stabilise your body to sit up. The dragon like man above you smiling down at you with smugness but also concern. His first dick deep inside of your pussy, twitching slightly whilst his second one resting on your folds.

"Wait...i can't...!" your voice was fragile, same with your body but sylus knew better. He's once fucked you with his dick and another dildo, and you eased into them pretty quick. So he wondered why you were struggling so badly, "You can. You need to relax, darling."

His voice was trying to be reassuring but his hips wasn't that nice. You tried to protest, his dick pressing into you. Gasping, you pushed on his chest, "O-oh shit please, i might just break." your head lowered to watch his second dick appear just at your other hole. He chuckled, his claws going to your chin and lifting your head up. "Focus here,"

You tried but you were scared, and he noted that nearly instantly, "Don't worry, i'm right here. if you want to stop we can." With a smile, you lifted your head properly and shook your head no, "N-no i can do it—"

"Good."

He plundered his second cock into you as you yelled out, covering your mother instantly. "Oh gosh— I'm gonna die- I'm gonna dieee!"

"Hm?" he rose an eyebrow at you, continuing to roll his hips at a hypnotic pace. Your eyes rolled back into your head, your hands grabbing onto his meaty arm. "I'm going die, I think my heart just stopped."

"Stop being dramatic." He sassily remarked, rubbing your hip with his tail. You sent him a glare, a glare that said 'The fuck are you talking about?'

"You try and— take a huge dick up ur arse and your puss! It's a lot!—ohhh Sylus..." Your eyes closed, that angry dementor only lasted seconds due to his finger rubbing gentle and slow circles on your clit.

"Alright alright...how about, we try one round and then we leave it for the night, hm? Is that okay?" Sylus softened, stilling his hips to wait for an answer. Your eyes opened, full of trust and adoration. "Okay.."

"On the count of 3," You furrowed your eyebrows but went with it, bracing yourself for him to take you downtown—

"3." He reentered both of your holes and you moaned loudly, "Sylus!"

"What?" He thrusted deep into your body, sounds of skin slapping filling the room. "I said on the count of 3, doesn't mean I go 1 2 3. I went 3 2 1. Always be on guard, you never know when I'll strike—"

"Shut the fuck up!" You spoke through gritted teeth, trying to endure his dicks. Grabbing a pillow, your teeth latched onto it, but it didn't do much as you let go and moaned into it. He chuckled before hissing himself, reminding his brain under his breath.

"Just one round...one Sylus."