Wonderweasley - If I Am A Sword, I Am Made Of Glass

Rumours outtake taken by Sam Emerson in 1977.

Ominis: *speaking parseltongue*

MC: Oh my.. that‘s an amazing skill! So cool!

Sebastian: OI MC! CHECK THIS OUT

2024.09.20 PHI @ NYM

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write the 50k fan-fictions, because of a lack of focus or motivation, or mental illness.

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write smut, but are still lumped into a group that is almost expected to write smut. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who can’t update chapters frequently for maybe a multitude of reasons, and get messages daily from people asking for “their” new chapter. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who aren’t big name fans and hardly get ten kudos or one comment on their fan-fictions. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who stay up all night editing and rewriting and don’t get much attention on their work no matter how much they feel like they promote their writing.

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t write a lot and are constantly asked to write more but can’t for whatever valid reason they have. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who have the courage to post their writing online and only have it publicly made fun of for grammar or poor characterization. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers for writing their fan-fiction, posting it online, and continuing to do it no matter how much or little attention they get, and constantly improving as a writer with every upload.

You all rock.

“We never use transfiguration as a punishment, we only do appropriate punishments, like sending students alone into the dangerous forest at night”

i love friends to lovers because they know everything there is to know about you and they still end up choosing you.

all your quirks, pet peeves, the bad days when all you want to do is rot in bed, the good days when you feel like you’ve got the world in your hands, the mood swings, sudden rushes of adrenaline, moments of insecurity, flashes of anger, endless laughter that you just can’t stop for the life of you — basically everything that makes you you, and they’re still like; yeah. i want that.

Romanticizing your life sounds so stupid but it will help you cope. Taking extra time to make a yummie coffee in the morning, sitting outide observing the wind in the trees, writing poems, going to old book stores, watching your childhood favourite movies, listening to romantic jazz, writing in a coffee shop, making sure you have moody lighting in your room, putting on asmr rooms as a background noise while you work. It's not a solution, but it makes things a bit better.