#wizard poetry

[bean-cookies]

My wizard wrote a love poem for the NPC he had been crushing on.🥺👉👈

She reacted well. That is, when he finally had a chance to show it to her, after interrupting her transformation into a vampire... she's a dhampir now 🦇

[offbrandspacecolumbo]

@wizard-council-bureaucrat Walks into your office fast, Looks you dead in the eye. Pours a glass of Baja Blast, I cast GREATER-IFY

[andi-o-geyser]

oh god he even named his new home the brass skull he’s literally never gotten over them

[professor-geen-berries]

What reg's letter really said

Ladies, gentlemen, frogs, queers, queens, kings, monarchs, entities, wizards, gays, slays, faes, racecars, taco cats, Bob, those who transcend gender and material labels, ikea furniture, all of the above, and other, I present to you, the final form of regulus black's letter to the dark lord...

Please ignore the shittiness

Alternate version:

[ecstarry]

congrats on the followers loveeee!!!

💌 of reg asking effie and monty to marry james?

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Potter,

I write to you with my heart on my sleeve. I have loved James ever since I've know him, and if I'm honest, I believe I have loved him for longer.

As if a part of my heart knew that his love would find me and I needed to save that space for him. I could swear there was piece that had been dormant, patiently awaiting just for James Potter to claim it.

I'm hopeful that you have witnessed just how earnest my love for your son is. That even if words don't always come easy to me, you can testify to the devotion behind my eyes whenever I'm around James.

While I'm no Seer, I'm utterly convinced that I was meant to love your son. In this life and the next one.

I want to marry James.

I want to be a Potter.

I wish to have your blessing. Your word matters grately to me, Sirius and I could not have dreamed of a better place to call our home.

My promise to you is to continue loving James as honestly as I have. I truly don't think I could ever stop doing so.

He holds my heart, tenderly and delicately in his hands, the same hands you have known and cared for all these years and that I wish to continue doing so as long as we keep breathing.

As you finish this letter, and you lift your heads to what is probably the most nervous version of me you've seen, please say I have your blessing.

With all my love,

-R.A.B.

[sandwichandsoupenjoyer]

writing poems and performing evils

tea isnt even a drink to me. those are potions

[sadmages]

Durge thoughts

[evilwizard]

The Lich Who Stole Christmas

Every tumblrina in tumblr liked Christmas a lot.

But the lich, who lived just north of Tumblr, did not!

The lich hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be his skull wasn’t screwed on quite right. It could be, perhaps, that his skin was too tight.

But I think that the likeliest reason of all… was his heart was encased by a strange lead-lined ball.

“Last year I made something that I thought in would usher

A new age of magic—my prized OrphanCrusher.

But my patents were stolen, and my sweet new invention

Is now being used… with good-ish intentions.

You see, Christmas wishes contain lots of magic;

And my device extracts it through methods so tragic

That I dare not mention them directly here

Though the name might clue in certain readers, I fear.

The Wizard Council, now that they possess this device,

Might use it, this year, to stamp out wizard vice.

Though the process might turn quite a few kids to carrion,

The Wiz Council’s ethics are utilitarian.

So what shall I do? What is to be done?

It seems rather clear that this Christmas can’t come.

But I’ve read a few books, and I know a few tricks

So this year I’ll steal Christmas, while dressed as Saint Nick!”

So the wizard of evil returned to his lair

Stitched a red suit, and did up his hair

Built a sleek sled—and—who among us,

Could hope for a much better Rudolph than Krongus?

They took to the skies, that next Christmas Eve,

And tailgated Santa, whom they hoped to deceive

At every house he left presents, they quickly descended,

And stole the decor and the gifts he’d intended.

And when the dark wizard’s sleigh was full-loaded with gifts,

He tugged at the reigns, and they made for The Rift!

A place where the veil between worlds was thin…

And a brilliant place to dump the gifts in!

“You see,” he told Krongus, as they approached that strange crack,

“Once something goes in, it can never come back!”

“Moreover, it’s perfect,” the wizard did sing,

“For The Rift destroys every part of that thing!”

“Every instance, every atom in all multiverses,

Will be undone as though by my special dark curses.

Not a gram, not a dust speck or mote shall remain,

And no one will even remember their name!”

“But sire,” muttered Krongus, “would it not be more precise,

If you simply put in the OrphanCrusher device?”

The evil wizard thought of this, parking his sleigh in the snow.

He’d made quite a trip, and this seemed quite a blow.

“I do have one here,” he told that weird devil.

“But destroying Christmas seems rather more evil!”

Then, far behind him, and the gifts he had pillaged,

He heard a small noise coming from Tumblr Village.

It was simply a song, of holiday spirit,

But the wizard was utterly shocked just to hear it.

“It came without ribbons! It came without tags!

It came without packages, boxes or bags!”

Then the lich thought of something he hadn’t before.

Could it be Christmas was some kind of contagion or spore?

What happened next? Well, in Tumblr, they say,

The lich’s dead heart exploded that day!

And the combustive force of that villainous blast,

Airlifted the sleigh, and brought it right back,

To the village, where Tumblrinas rejoiced!

Then continued to sing, and lift up their voice.

And back at the rift, the lich, with head in a spin,

At the edge of the rift dropped the OrphanCrusher in.

So Christmas was saved, by accident mostly,

Though performing a good deed turned the bad wizard ghostly.

“Come, Krongus—we must now return to my tower,

While I wait several months to return to full power.”

And at Wizard Council HQ, certain strategist seers,

Saw all this occur through the orbs that they peered.

They smiled, and high-fived, and struck up the band,

Pleased that these events had gone just as planned.

[quotefeeling]

You've always had the power my dear, you just had to learn it for yourself.

The Wizard of Oz

[surqrised]

You've always had the power my dear, you just had to learn it for yourself.

The Wizard of Oz

[anything-for-my-moony-1971]

Um I'm bored and have seen this trend sooo

10 notes and I'll write a rosekiller fic

20 notes and I'll do my homework

30 notes and I'll do the Which mauraders handwriting do i have

40 notes and I'll post a jegulus fic

50 notes and I'll upload 2 poems I've written [no one but me has never seen them]

Any more than 100 and I'll do what the first coment chooses from the list

[Only lasts till June 1st]

[vampiric-librarian]

There's a beast hiding in the inner sanctum of my library

I know not what it looks like, but it's ghostly howls ring in the night

It hungers, it wants something more

And I know that if the occasion were upon us, I would not win that fight

Please, send help, whether it be mighty wizard or mercenary

[perfectquote]

You've always had the power my dear, you just had to learn it for yourself.

The Wizard of Oz

[princesslovinharmony]

"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."

- Princesslovinharmony (me)

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

[ultravioletbrit]

“poetry” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 288 words

 

It’s the end of the school day and Regulus has just made it to his locker. He enters his combination and as soon as he opens it, a folded piece of paper falls to the floor. He bends down to pick it up and when he unfolds it, his jaw drops at what he sees.

~

Roses are red, your eyes are blue,

You make me see things as if they’re brand new.

I can’t think straight when you’re around,

Your laughter is my favorite sound.

And I know you think I’m an idiot,

But I think you’re magnificent.

So even though I’m really bad at poetry,

Will you still go out with me?

~

It’s not signed, but there’s only one idiot who would have slipped this in his locker. He schools his features before he looks around, and just as he thought, James is lurking at the other end of the hall.

Regulus raises an eyebrow at James and James purses his lips and shrugs back at him. Regulus rolls his eyes fondly and looks back down at the poem.

It is simultaneously the best and worst poem he has ever read and he smiles to himself as he tucks it between the pages of one of his books. He rips off a piece of notebook paper, scribbles something down and folds it in half. He gathers his things and makes his way to the end of the hall. He barely slows down as he drops the piece of paper in James’ hand and keeps walking without saying a word.

——————

James’ hands are shaking as he opens the piece of paper Regulus gave him.

~

Your poem was shit, that much is true,

But yes, I’ll still go out with you.

~

[regregregulusblack]

My official intro post . ⋆✮ ˚ . ✩°｡⋆｡

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘. My name is Regulus Black, and no, you are NOT allowed to call me Reg or Reggie.

A photo my friend Evan took of me without my permission. I will never forgive you, @barbie-wants-to-be-me-fr !!!

I am intersex and I go by he/they pronouns. I don’t like to label myself, but at least I am not straight. I am single and not looking for anyone at all at the moment. I am also autistic and have ADHD. NOT the wild sort. The fucking-tired-bitch-stfu-sort.

My interests:

• Art

• Quidditch (I’m a seeker)

• Poetry (both reading and writing)

• Reading books

• Defence of the Dark Arts

• Analysing every single lyric in every single Taylor Swift song and crying about it

• Makeup

On this blog I will be posting quotes, poetry, art, photographs and selfies and just silly little things that I feel like sharing. If I see any posts about me, I will read them and BEWARE, I will be critical. So you might see me around :) You have been warned.

You will also probably see me having chats with my friends, @remus-lupin-offical is one of them but I’m still waiting for my other idiot friends to finish making their bloody accounts. I will add them here as soon as I can! Update: Took as them long enough, but now they’re also on Tumblr! People you will see me interacting with:

• @sirius-thesstar (Ew)

• @remus-lupin-offical (Why’d you choose my idiot brother as your boyfriend? You’re better than this.)

• @the-real-marls-mckinnon

• @xxcassiexx Dorcas Meadows, a Slytherin I have deep respect for. Say hi to Dorcas!

• @barty-not-barry (My batshit crazy friend)

• @pandora-notyetalovegood (Fellow Slytherin, say hi!)

• @lily-evans-for-ya (In a world of annoying people you are a nice person. Take it as a compliment or don’t. It’s up to you.)

• @captainjamespotter (Annoying Gryffindor)

• @stolemyheelsfromlegolas (DO NOT CALL ME REGIANO FFS) (MARY YOU HEAR ME?!)

• @barbie-wants-to-be-me-fr (Another lovely Slytherin asshole, he and Barty should just shut up and kiss by the way)

• @ur-local-peter-pettigrew (Gryffindor)

• @itty-bitty-bella (Cousin)

• @therealcissyblack (Cousin who loves me :))

• @andro-black (Cousin AS WELL)

• @the-best-slytherin (Luna, a fellow Slytherin)

• @yourfavouritehufflepuffgirl (Ew Hufflepuffs) (Ooc: I love Hufflepuffs)

You will see me arguing with my brother, @sirius-thesstar. Like, a lot. Don’t mind Sirius, he’s an idiot. If we’re arguing in French, do NOT translate if you’re a scaredy cat…

Do not interact if:

• You’re Sirius and you’re mad at me

• You’re a Gryffindor (yeah that goes for you too Sirius) (Slytherin is the best Hogwarts house)

• You’re transphobic

• You’re homophobic

• You don’t like me for some other reason

• You’re a Taylor Swift hater

I love Taylor. Don’t you ever disrespect her. Her new album only further proves that she’s a true poet. Even @sirius-thesstar agrees with me on that.

Other things I love are:

• Cats (I dream of having two black cats and naming them Phoebe and Ruby)

• The sea (It’s so calming to watch, but I HATE swimming. It’s too cold. And wet. Yuck.)

• The rain

• Conan Gray (No one can take his album “Superache” from me. Don’t ever try or I’ll bite you.)

Hope I’ll see you around! (Or not. Depending on my mood)

My tags: #regregregulusreg, #thetorturedpoetofthecave, #regussy, #regulussy

Random edit: Ooc: Eh so I’m a minor and I’m a victim of actual physical and mental abuse and I’m still going through stuff, so eh, “Reggie” might be talking jokingly about abusive parents and a tough upbringing on here and stuff like that… just know that that is my fucked up coping mechanism okay, and I don’t mean any harm, and please if you’re joking around with me about abuse don’t take it too far since it might be triggering for me. Thank you.