#love jkr

[feministfang]

Got news from my secret spy friend about some troons/trannies/trans-imposters taking screenshots of my blogs where i am hating on brown/south asian men and posting them with captions where they’re calling me a racist.

Are u sure it’s the racism you are crying about or are my transphobic posts burning your ass?? Or is it something to do with the effects of castration on your dickless male bodies?? Missing that trashy thing already????

You clowns couldn’t even bring down the most powerful and successful JK ROWLING👑 with your racism-card and think that tactic will work on others. That woman did not give up on her beliefs and neither will I. No amount of gaslighting will work on me cause i don’t mind being an evil person. Cope and cry!

Last thing, if you are offended by my anti-south asian moids posts, you should definitely see how i treat them irl. Tumblr blogs are just the trailer 🤣

[skyrigel]

People have the audacity to say they weren't fucking.

[toorumlk]

— chapter 7, goblet of fire

i felt the strongest urge to draw this endearing scene :’)

[i-need-of-a-hobby]

i love seeing fic writers put "i dont support jkr!!!!" in their summaries-

like, yeah, i appreciate the sentiment but sweetheart, you're writing wolfstar a/b/o with the tags "background starchaser" and "trans regulus." i wouldn't have assumed you supported a terf sweetie.

[aidens-ocean-galaxy]

nerdy, blonde, ravenclaw barty becoming the rebellious, black with green tips haired, bad bitch he is to not only piss off his dad, but to impress a certain slytherin boy

[rablovergirl]

James was a virgin, he had made it very clear to Regulus before they took things any further. But it wasn't until he had is mouth on James' cock for the first time that it truly sunk in.

It had only taken a few light strokes for James to get fully hard, and once he had his lips wrapped around the head, James thrust into his mouth instinctively, making Regulus gag.

Regulus has never seen anyone so desperate before, especially considering they had just started.

"Fuck Jamie, you're such a virgin. You have such a big cock and don't even know how to use it. Couldn't even fuck my mouth correctly."

Then he starts crying. James is sobbing and saying sorry and at first Regulus thinks he's upset him but then James is coming in Regulus' hand, and the younger boy is awestruck.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Walburga: You are not good enough for my son.

Remus: You’re not good enough for your son.

Walburga: Excuse me?

Remus: You heard me.

[caspervi]

Nothing like drawing starchaser while hearing Phoebe Bridgers the entire time

[imheredisappointingmyparents]

Sirius: Hey, guys, you remember that annoying queerphobic girl in school, Joanne? The one that asked questions when James offered to be Lilly and Mary's donor? Yeah. She wrote some weird book about son of James and Lilly? And everyone is straight and cis? Weird, right?

[punchablelunchable]

Harry takes the steps two at a time, but Draco takes them one at a time at lightning speed

Draco gets tattoos but Harry gets piercings (Luna does most of them)

Draco says babe and baby but Harry says love

Draco loves when Harry wears crop tops but Harry loves it when Draco wears Muggle suits

Draco has to be practically forced to share his trauma but Harry brings his up casually bc he thinks it's normal

Tall Draco and top Harry

Draco becomes the potions professor and Harry becomes the DADA professor

Draco can't stay asleep but Harry can't fall asleep

Draco's love language is acts of service (followed by words of affirmation) but Harry's is gift giving (followed by physical touch)

Draco runs but Harry weight lifts (both think the others build and ability is extremely hot)

[moonlightdancer26]

Snape haters: How do people even like Snape?

Also Snape:

“Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. Ghosts are transparent.”

*****

“Would you like me to do it now?” asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. “Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?”

*****

“I was just showing Harry my grindylow,” said Lupin pleasantly, pointing at the tank.

“Fascinating,” said Snape, without looking at it.

*****

As Harry raised himself into a sitting position, his head still swimming from its last contact with the ground, he saw Snape running as hard as he could, the enormous beast [Buckbeak] flapping behind him and screeching as Harry had never heard him screech —

. . . Snape had managed to Disapparate just beyond the school’s boundaries.

*****

Snape gave her [Umbridge] an ironic bow and turned to leave.

*****

“The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter — or at least, most minds are.” He smirked.

*****

“Potter, when I want nonsense shouted at me I shall give you a Babbling Beverage. And Crabbe, loosen your hold a little, if Longbottom suffocates it will mean a lot of tedious paperwork, and I am afraid I shall have to mention it on your reference if ever you apply for a job.”

[bowiesversion]

How I think Marauders Era Couples got together

Dorlene: Slept together for a couple months, Dorcas refused to admit she had feelings but Marlene was head over heels. Eventually Marlene went to Dorcas' one summer and they worked it out (this is heavily inspired by casual and red wine supernova by chappell roan)

Wolfstar: very natural, they were roommates so it was lingering touches and staring just slightly too long. When Remus (bc siri is baby) confessed he liked Sirius (they were drunk) the only thing that changed was that they started sleeping in the same bed and kissing.

Marylily: Kinda the same as wolfstar, but they were more mature about it. Lily opened up to Mary as soon as she felt like she liked her more than just friends.

Jegulus: oh my babies. Pining, so much pining. They would glare at each other across the hall, and Regulus would be such a little punk on the quidditch field (James found this very hot, but he also got PISSED). They got detention together one night, and as they were cleaning the trophy's James asked Reg why he hated him sm. Reg was dumbfounded and it spiraled into them making out somehow.

Peter and Sybil (idk the ship name): they were friends for a while, and they got together after a game of spin the bottle (Peter didn't want to play but Sirius convinced him to) oh and Sybil knew it would happen for a while, she was just waiting.

Rosekiller: Definition of no homo. They would literally mess around and say no homo after. They would blow smoke into each others mouth while holding eye contact. Evan fell first, Barty fell harder. They ended up dating after Regulus got mad at Barty and started yelling about how they were so annoying and just needed to have sex.

[djuvlipen]

"Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living and, above all, those who live without love" is such a fucking raw line. Miss Rowling obliterated Emil Cioran Soren Kierkegaard and Jean-Paul Sartre with it. All those male pessimist or existentialist philosophers who are worshipped in academia because they jerked off in their bourgeois appartment saying life sucks are made to make you feel bleak. But the way JKRowling talks about life, death, grief and love, which are the main themes in all of her main books (Harry Potter, The Casual Vacancy, Cormoran Strike) is so human and moving and comforting, but of course, because she is a children book writer and, even more awful, a "TERF bitch", she isn't heralded the same way male philosophers are. There's a reason so many people find solace in Harry Potter, it's because it doesn't shelter you from the awfulness of death while, at the same time, it brings you an optimist perspective on life and offers positive values. As such, JKRowling's philosophy is counter cultural in that it challenges the existentialist worldview that has been embraced by the arts and academia. In this essay, I will-

[slytherslvt]

plsplsplspls i need an innocent!reader (any pronouns) x corruption!Theodore and Mattheo

Corruption- Poly! Mattheo and Theodore x innocent!male!reader

major nsfw !!

The door to Mattheo's dorm creaks open, revealing a nervous you standing on the threshold. Your cheeks are flushed, and your eyes dart between Mattheo, lounging on his bed, and Theodore, sitting at his desk.

"Come on in, angel," Mattheo says, patting the mattress beside him. "We've been waiting for you."

You hesitantly step inside, closing the door behind you. "I’m-I’m not sure why you wanted to see me," you stammer, wringing your hands together.

Theodore chuckles, turning his chair to face you. "Isn't it obvious, love? We've seen the way you look at us. All wide-eyed and innocent. It's... intriguing."

“Oh,” you say. “Okay.” You don’t move from the doorway, though.

Mattheo raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Just okay? That's all you've got to say, hmm? Come on, don't be shy. We won't bite... yet." 

He stands up and approaches you, his tall frame towering over you. "At least, not unless you ask nicely," he adds, leaning in close enough for you to feel his breath on your ear. "Now, come inside and make yourself comfortable. Unless, of course, you'd rather stay there and let us imagine all the filthy things we could do to you.”

“Oh… um… I don’t know about this,” you reply. 

“Come on,” Theodore says. “You can trust us. We’re your friends. We won’t hurt you.”

“By not trusting us, it could make you a bad friend, and you don’t want to be a bad friend, do you?” Mattheo asks. 

You shake your head. “Okay…” 

Mattheo grins, stepping aside to let you enter. "There you go. See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

As you take a few tentative steps into the room, Theodore stands up and locks the door behind you. "Just want to make sure we're not interrupted," he explains, turning back to face you with a predatory gleam in his eye.

Mattheo sits back down on his bed, patting the spot next to him again. "Come sit, angel. Let's get to know each other better, shall we?”

“But we know a lot about each other, what more do you want to know?” you ask.

Theodore smirks, walking over to stand in front of you. "Oh, sweetheart, we want to know so much more about you. Like... what sounds you make when you come. What feels good when we touch you. How far we can push you before you break."

He leans in close, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "We want to corrupt that sweet innocence of yours, you see. Make you scream our names and beg for more. Isn't that what you really want, hmm?" 

“I don’t know. I haven’t even done anything… like that,” you reply.

Mattheo's eyes light up at your admission, a hungry look crossing his face. "Well, isn't that just perfect," he growls, reaching out to grab your wrist and pull you closer. "We get to be your firsts. Your first kisses, your first touches, your first everything."

He leans in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue demanding entry. You stiffen at first, caught off guard, but soon melt into him, your inexperience evident in your clumsy attempts to reciprocate.

When Mattheo finally pulls away, he smirks. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it? Now, let's see what else you can learn tonight.

Theodore's lips trail along your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You gasp, your eyes fluttering closed as you try to process the sudden sensation.

"M-Mattheo..." you murmur, unsure of what you're asking for.

Mattheo chuckles, pulling back slightly. "Don't worry, love. Theo and I are going to take care of you. Aren't we, Theo?"

Theodore hums in agreement, his teeth gently grazing your skin. "Mhm. We're going to teach you everything you need to know. And you're going to be such a good student, aren't you?”

You nod, “Yes,” you answer.

“Good boy," Theodore praises, his voice soft yet commanding. He straightens up, his gaze locking onto yours. "Now, let's start with something simple. Take off your shirt for us.”

Mattheo watches your every movement, his eyes darkening with desire as you slowly lift your shirt over your head, revealing your bare torso. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he growls.

His words make you flush. “Thanks?” You don’t know why it comes out as a question, but it does.

Theodore chuckles, running a hand through your hair. "It’s a fact, love. Now, lose the pants too. We want to see all of you."

You do as you’re told, stripping off the rest of your clothes. You’re fully exposed to them, and now you’re nervous.

Mattheo’s gaze roaming over your naked body. "God, you're beautiful," he murmurs. "Look at you, all nervous and innocent. It's fucking adorable."

Theodore nods in agreement, a smirk playing on his lips. "And all ours to play with. Don't you worry, sweetheart. We'll make you feel so good."

You blush at their words, biting your lip nervously. "What do I do now?" you ask, looking between the two of them.

“Undress us,” Theodore answers. 

Mattheo grins wickedly. "Yeah, show us how eager you are to learn. Start with me."

He spreads his legs, giving you space to stand between them. You tentatively reach out, your fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. As you expose more of his chest, you can't help but marvel at the lean muscles beneath your fingertips.

Theodore watches your every move, his eyes darkening with lust. "That's it, love. Keep going. Show us how much you want this."

Soon enough you get them both fully undressed. “What next?

Mattheo grips your chin, forcing you to look up at him. "Next, you get on your knees and show us what that pretty mouth can do."

You do as you’re told, getting on your knees. Theodore guides your head, pushing his cock past your lips and to the back of your throat. You gag, your eyes watering, but he doesn't let up. "Relax your throat, love," he coos, his voice laced with false sweetness. "Take it like a good boy."

Mattheo watches, his hand stroking his own cock as he enjoys the sight of you struggling to take Theodore's length. "Look at you, choking on Theo's cock like a good little slut," he taunts, his voice rough with desire. "You're doing so well, sweetheart. Keep going, just like that."

Theodore threads his fingers through your hair, holding you in place as he thrusts into your mouth. "That's it, love. Suck it just like that. Fuck, you're a natural."

You continue what you’re doing, your tongue tentatively licking at his shaft and then his tip. When you notice that Theo likes it, you do it again.

Theodore groans. "Jesus, that feels good. Look at you, learning so quickly. You're a natural-born cocksucker, aren’t you?”

As your confidence grows, you try to take him deeper. Theodore’s cock twitches in your mouth and he pulls away from your mouth, not wanting to cum just yet.

His cock is replaced by Mattheo’s.

Mattheo grabs your hair, guiding your mouth onto his cock. "That's it, angel. Show me what you've learned from Theo." He pushes his hips forward, his cock hitting the back of your throat. "Fuck, yes. Just like that."

Mattheo's grip tightens in your hair as he begins to fuck your mouth in earnest. "You look so fucking hot like this, on your knees, taking my cock like a good bou," he says.

Theodore kneels down beside you, his voice low and seductive. "You're doing so well, love. Why don't you touch yourself while you suck Mattheo's cock? Show us how turned on you are.”

You’ve never actually touched yourself before, and when Theodore notices your hesitation, he takes your cock into his hand, thumb stroking the tip.

It makes you moan around Mattheo’s cock.

Theodore starts to stroke your cock, trying to match Mattheo’s pace as he fucks your mouth.

Mattheo groans at the vibrations of your moan around his cock. "Fuck, that's hot. Keep making those noises, angel. Let us hear how much you're enjoying this."

"That's it, sweetheart," Mattheo encourages, watching your face contort with pleasure. "Take my cock while Theo jerks you off. You’re being so good for us.”

"You're gonna cum for us like this, aren't you, pretty boy?" Theodore asks.

You are. You don’t know what it feels like but the pleasure is overwhelming and your cock is twitching in Theodore’s hand, and, fuck, you do cum.

"Good boy," Theodore praises, slowing his strokes as you ride out your orgasm. He brings his hand up to his mouth, licking your cum off his fingers. "Delicious," he says “Now why don’t we move to the bed so I can be inside you.”

So, the three of you are on the bed, you’re on your hands and knees, Mattheo in front of you, already pushing his cock passed your lips and Theodore, who is lubing his cock, and then your hole, before pushing inside you slowly.

Theodore runs a hand down your back, his touch gentle despite the invasion of his cock. "How does that feel, love? Does it hurt?"

You only moan in response, not being able to answer with Mattheo’s cock in your mouth. Theodore starts to move, slowly at first, letting you adjust to the new sensations. He grips your hips tightly, his nails digging into your flesh. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groans, picking up his pace.

With a final thrust, Theodore buries himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he finds his release. "Fuck, yes," he groans, filling your ass with his cum.

Meanwhile, Mattheo gripping your hair tightly, fucks your mouth one last time before coming undone. "Swallow it, angel," he demands, his hot seed shooting down your throat.

Both men collapse onto the bed beside you, panting and sweaty. Theodore runs a hand through your hair, a satisfied smile on his face. "Well done, love. You were incredible."

Mattheo leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Thank you, sweetheart. That was amazing."

[orkazh-arts]

Casual!Alex Claremont-Diaz, ladies and gentlemen 🤲✨

(I like to think he also wears the t-shirt version under a blazer at every event he goes where JKR is also invited 😌💅✨)

[messervixen]

Lily should have survived.

“Harry was saved by his mother’s love-“ Let me stop you right there.

I present to you: James Fleamont Potter.

You’re telling me that James didn’t love Lily and Harry enough to evoke the ancient love magic that Lily saved Harry with?

Mr. “Had an ego the size of a lake but a heart to match it?”

He loved both of them so much that he literally died trying to give them a chance to escape and that wasn’t enough?

I don’t buy it.

The only semi-logical explanation I can come up with is that he didn’t have his wand and maybe you can’t do something like that wand-less but did Lily have her wand?

Even then we’re talking about a guy who literally became an illegal animagus at the ripe age of 15.

He also loves and cares for people so deeply and it was LOVE MAGIC.

Look me in the eyes and tell me James Potter couldn’t have just saved BOTH of them without his wand.

Exactly, you can’t.

Honestly I could go on about all of the reasons James and Lily dying didn’t even make sense.

This is just another thing that makes me question why they died the way they did.

Them dying on an order mission would’ve been more realistic. There were just too many plot holes in them dying in Godric’s Hollow.

In conclusion, the ending of the first war didn’t make sense. Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

Edit:

Guys this post is not that serious I just mean that everything about what happened that night and the explanation for all of it felt like a stretch and kinda vague to me 😭

Even with the stuff about James not having a choice. Like yeah Voldemort didn’t verbally give him the option to back off but James still made the choice to try and hold him off.

Also James was a Pureblood and Voldemort made it known that he would spare them if they didn’t fight him because his whole thing was blood purity.

So like the “Lily was given a choice” still feels so vague to me.

Also Voldemort making the promise to Snape feels weird. Snape asked him not to kill Lily but Voldemort said that he wouldn’t as long as she didn’t get in his way. And Lily did get in his way of killing Harry so he didn’t break that promise by killing her.

Yeah he probably could’ve just knocked her out or something but he still didn’t break any promises.

And the whole reason Snape joined Dumbledore before the end of the first war is because he didn’t think Lily would just let Voldemort kill her son. He didn’t make an unbreakable vow or anything so Snape knew that Voldemort would probably kill Lily.