#slytherin soul

[nothingtoseeherebyeexx]

i heard some of you hc barty as italian?? that gives me ideas

B: ao ma da ‘ndo pisci che sei tutta patata?

E: i have no clue what you just said but it sounded sexy

reggie, who knows exactly what barty said and wonders why the fuck it worked:

it’s hard to translate in english but basically barty called evan a pretty girl in a…questionable way (patata=potato=pretty girl or 🐱)

some guys in italy say it to girls and sometimes (somehow) it works???

close up!!

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Dorcas, deadpan to the camera: ‘bring your girlfriend over for once’ they said

*from the other room*

Evan: IT'S SPREADING

Barty: PUT IT OUT! PUT IT OUT!

Regulus: Now let's stay calm and not panic-

Barty: IT'S TOO BIG TO SMOTHER! GET THE ANTI FLAME THROWER!

Pandora: *trying to use the fire to communicate with ghosts*

Even: IT'S CALLED A FIRE EXTINGUISHER!

Regulus: *assorted yelling*

Marlene: *demonic screeching*

Dorcas , taking a shot without breaking eye contact with the camera : ’We won’t interrupt’ they said

[savingsallow]

— The Eyes Never Lie.

[quillkiller]

”barty crouch!!!!!!!!!” *gasp* ”…..junior”

”i fucked the reaper ’cause i knew my time was coming, can’t you see? i was either gonna die at twelve or ninety-fucking-three.” - Amelie Farren

[gabihime-jegulusseeker]

regulus black incorrect quotes because he is the other part of my soul

regulus one day talking to the skittles: i do not have a crush on james, he is just someone I stare at, and when he is not here it ruins my whole day

Sirius trying to get to know his baby brother a little bit more, talking about Bart: Is this a friend of yours, Reggie?

Regulus: Kind of? Not really. He's in my life and there's nothing I can do about it.

one day at the manor

Regulus: can I have some cake from the fridge?

Sirius: whats the rule?

Regulus: *sighs* no cake before dinner...

Sirius: no that's mom's rule, my rule is make sure you grab me a slice as well.

[paramoremus]

Unlike Voldemort who gave pieces of his soul in exchange for power and immortality, splitting it into objects that he deemed valuable to try and take over the world, Barty split his soul for his best friends to always remind them of his loyalty - his promise of devotion and adoration, to stay by their side until the end.

What should have been a morbid process stained with the implications of depravity and heinousness, was for them a benediction. A blasphemy turned sacred.

- and when they died one by one, they brought his sanity with them, chipping it bit by bit. The end never meant the war, but theirs.

[arlowthenacho]

holy shit im doing the thing !!!

[sugarcandydoll]

simping on mr. tommy riddle means my plushie is a horcrux n has voldy's soul in it hehe!! ♡🧸💕

[musingsofahufflepuff]

this bi/gay awakening theo has spiraled out of my control like an hbomberguy video and maybe this is my magnum opus. 2.5k words down, several more to go

[rosekiller-addict]

gods I love regulus so much

[sadsyndrome69]

Please help me.

I’m looking for this Theodore not fanfic and it’s literally called “mini skirt” but I think it got taken down so IF ANYONE CAN FIND THE AUTHOR please let a girl know 🙏🙏🙏

[snake-berry]

request! first war bellamort <3

had fun w this. havent drawn hp stuff in a while since ive been in my asoiaf era but its always nice to draw bellamort

not exactly sure what voldemort is meant to look like during this time, i tried to research but there wasnt much to find. sooooo i drew him w/ thinning hair and a flattening nose and red eyes but hes not QUITE as snake-like as he is when he returns. despite giving him hair i think hes still sorta recognizable as voldemort so. yay

[jlhynde-insanitybrilliance]

2nd year: Harry suddenly becomes one of the top students in his year. Hermione is pissed as hell that she has a competitor, as is Draco. (And so is Snape. This is what motivates the brat?!) Harry gives up denying Theo's accusation that he's only doing this to gain Professor Gaunt's praise and individual attention. (Theo: Fine. At least you're actually listening in our study sessions. / Harry: Aren't you helping b/c helping me makes you look good to Professor Gaunt? / Theo: Yes. It's study time.)

Then all hell breaks loose when Harry find a strange notebook marked TMR—

Harry: Hey Professor Gaunt?

LV: Yes, Mr. Potter?

Harry: I found this odd notebook in the girls bathroom—

LV: What were you doing in the girls—Oh never mind what book is it?

*Harry hands him the diary horcrux*

LV: …Where did you get this?

Harry: In the girls bathroom…

LV: Which bathroom?

Harry: 2nd floor…

LV: Where?

Harry: In the toilet…

LV: The toilet?!

And then later when LV figures out how his horcrux got anywhere near Albus Dumbledore. Oh boy! Lucius would be in for it worse than in canon.

[nettedtangible]

James and Pandora

[kindred-spirit-93]

salutations of peace!

welcome to this blog dedicated to the many, many thoughts wondering in the expansive meadows of my inner mind. we have:

fandom rambles

OC galore and random lore dumps

deep life thoughts TM

excerpts of books ill never write

memes, awful puns, wordplay my beloved, rants about anything and everything

music and art and language appreciation

vivid descriptions of things that would put ebony dark'ness dementia raven way to shame

and so much more! my vision for this blog is essentially a scrapbook of sweet wrappers, weird poetry, dried flowers, inexplicable blood drops from untraceable source(s), cute little doodles, coffee stains, all tied together with glitter glue and skull washi tape ^-^

so feel free to sit back with some snacks and watch me as i take apart my mind thought by thought and have epiphanies and shit :)

*:･ﾟ✧ but before all that, a few things:

the name of this blog, Memento Vivere, is latin for remember to live. you may be familiar with its more morbid counterpart, Memento Mori, remember you must die. the reason for this choice of phrase is that due to reasons, i sometimes have to remind myself to stop and live, to really smell the roses, to appreciate my short existence on this spinning rock in space. so this blog will be my escape, my breath of fresh air, my cup of mint earl grey on a rainy january morning.

*:･ﾟ✧ a lil about me lol:

british jordanian gen z hijabi, dont have social anxiety; social anxiety has me lol, sleep deprived, herbal teas, psychiatry

medical student, full time and life long learner, salty snacks are better than sweet treats there i said it, strawberry milk supremacy

chaotic academia aesthetic, cats, existential (and assorted) crises

main @lemedstudent2021 and oc blog @bright-side-of-the-moon feel free to drop by for a chat here there and everywhere ;)

*:･ﾟ✧ general rules and guidelines:

this blog aims to be a safe space for anyone and everyone, leave your prejudices at the door or dont bother coming in :)

youre all welcome to share thoughts and ideas and suggestions, please keep it halal tho (so pg-13 and mild language). in the very least label accordingly so those yet with innocence stay safe

hate and bullying and disrespect in all forms will not be tolerated, bigots and brain dead buffoons will be blocked on sight

that said, for what remains of my sanity; zionists and anti-vaxxers DNI (i will come after you and your essential oils)

if i remember anything ill add it later, for now bring your marshmellows were making s'mores on the dumpsterfire that is life

art by the wonderful @sunshines-child ^-^

[painterfromthevoid]

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I don’t want to be a god

Or a goddess

I just want to live in the stars

To kiss cold wind

And to swim in storms

To fuck the flames in the

Core of this rotting world

In hopes our love

Will heal the dirt

So I can eat the plants

And grow alongside the mountains

I am not a woman

I am not a man

I am neither and more

I am love

The will behind every force

Time and time again

I’ve poured water on my hot core

Come inside and heat me up

Come cool me down and come

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