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on the other hand
"James, your fever is 102 get in bed or your gonna DIE"
"reggieeeee, i sneezed like ONCE"
james and regulus are both the worst kind of sick people, and yeah i will explain it.
when james is sick, he will not rest. he will insist that he’s fine, all the while he can’t see straight and is on the verge of passing out. he will suffer through quidditch and school with a fever of 100+ without complaint. that boy refuses to be sick, even when he obviously is.
regulus, on the other hand, would complain left and right. complain about everything and nothing. he would shamelessly guilt trip people into doing everything for him. regulus being sick would be hilarious and wildly entertaining because somehow his lack of filter lacks even more of its filter and he just says anything.
Okays, So. I don't think Harry would have been named after nobody I feels as tho James and Lily would have named him after a family member or something. So I always kind headcannoned that James had and older brother named Harry.... but he was a still born. So James would have never grown up with him but he knew he had an older brother and his parents always said that Harry was looking over him, so yeah I think Harry was named after James older brother.
Ima firm believer that Peter, James and Marlene grew up together and act like siblings. Marlene is obviously the oldest, James is the middle child and Peter the youngest. And that Peter and Marlene team up to bully James on things like crushes. Or the Marlene is protective over Peter and James. And Peter and James gave Dorcas the shovel talk but Dorcas just nodded along amused cause she's heard all the embarrassing stories about these two from Marlene.
So like hear me out but for a Marylily ship name you could obviously have like Lily or Flower for Lilys but but like what about Lamb for Mary's, cause like Mary's little lamb??? Like maybe LilyLamb?? Actually no that's stupid. Just all the guy ships or straight ships have cool names. Like flowerpot or Wolfstar or Starchaser or RoseKiller, like why can't wlw get cool names like that.
Every new addition to this makes it funnier, I'm pissing myself laughing
I went back just onto the Voltron tag. I am crying again. Why is it so angsty. Like why.
Don't go onto Voltron tik tok I've been crying for the last 20 minutes
"Untitled" by Fiona, posted to Tumblr on May 21. 2014
Don't go onto Voltron tik tok I've been crying for the last 20 minutes
Reblog if you’ve ever been personally victimized by Pikachu man.
Evan, Barty and Reg gaslighting Slughorn into believing that there isn't a snake in their dorm is honestly just 🤌
james & adhd
tw// everything to do w adhd?
james never understood why he always procrastinated. he never understood why he could never bring himself to do the work he knew he was supposed to be doing
“why can’t i just do it? i need to do it- i can’t- i can’t do it,” he’d whimper to himself, his charms homework lonely on his desk.
why did james always forget what he was saying? he swears the idea was there a second ago, but it’s no longer there, and to save his life, he couldn’t remember what that was.
james would raise his hand in class, the answer clear in his head. he knows what to say. as soon as he is called on, the thought slips like water through cracks. it was gone
everything was so goddamn loud. why was everything so goddamn loud?! auditory hypersensitivity? he couldn’t stand people talking on top of each other, he couldn’t stand the loud tv, he couldn’t stand the noises, unless he was the one making them.
he was a master at multi-tasking, but at the same time, he absolutely could not do it. if he was listening to music, and someone had walked in to speak to him, he’d turn the music off or he wouldn’t understand any of it.
on the other hand, while in class, he couldn’t just listen to his professor speak. it was impossible. he had to be doing something else. he was so under-stimulated it hurt.
james had glow in the dark stars on his ceiling. he had memorized how many stars were about to fall off, and how many moons were scattered about. the nights he had stared up at his ceiling, not being able to sleep were countless
rejection sensitive dysphoria.
he was so sensitive to rejection. one time, when sirius wouldn’t reply to his owl, he was sure that sirius hated him and never wanted to speak to him again. he cried in his bed for hours, desperately wanting to believe otherwise.
it was the same thing with criticism. he knew his friends were just trying to help him, but it still hurt him that he wasn’t doing it perfectly.
“hey prongs, your dive wasn’t the best last match, you should probably work on that!” sirius said to him during practice. and of course, it wasn’t his fault, but james could only smile and nod, feeling his heart wrench
he couldn’t handle his emotions well. if he walks in to the boys’ dorm, and they’re watching tv, that’s way too loud for james’ preference, he’d ask if they can lower the volume. if they say no, james would a twinge of sadness as he feels his eyes water.
one spring break, remus took the marauders to a muggle mall, and sirius insisted on stopping to check out the toy store. there, james found a little red and black fidget cube. at first he had just bought it cause it looked cool, but afterwards, you’d never spot james without it. if he was forced to stop using it in class, he’d bounce his leg, play with his quill, twist his ring, bite his lips, pick at the skin around his nails. anything. he needed to move. he needed to fidget.
talking about moving, he’d get in trouble for standing up too much in class. he couldn’t sit anymore, he felt as if he were about to combust, he shouldn’t be getting in trouble for that.
what was up with the two week obsessions that kept shifting?? one week he was so adamant on learning how to crochet, and the other, he just wanted to know everything about greek mythology. but soon enough, he didn’t care about any of those things anymore, and it didn’t feel right to him
james loved transfiguration. it was his favourite class and surprisingly enough, he loved when mcgonagall gave them homework. one time, she had told them to write a seven foot essay about the book they read that term. they had two weeks.
but james? he started it the day before the deadline, not because he didn’t want to do it, but because he knew it would take a ton of effort. but as expected, he loved doing it once he started. so he sat on the floor for six full hours, not moving a centimeter, working on that essay. no water breaks, no bathroom, no food. nothing. just the essay. hyperfixation.
for some bizarre reason that james would forever wonder, he always needed the pressure of failure or a competition / deadline to focus and get things done.
when it comes to regular tasks, he preferred to finish bigger tasks in one sitting, even though it rarely happened. but with smaller tasks, he would alternate, they’d get boring way too fast
and before actually starting said big task, james would feel paralyzed. he would be too overwhelmed to do anything. he’d just sit on the couch, and do nothing. because if he couldn’t do that task, he couldn’t do anything else. he just gets to sit there and worry about it. he hated it.
james struggled to wait for his turn. he knew it was rude to interrupt people, he knew he should be quiet when someone was talking, but he just couldn’t. before he’d even process what had happened, he’d cut someone off, mid-sentence, and say what he wanted to say, only to apologize afterwards.
body doubling. james always needed someone in the room with him as he worked or did anything really, as it helped him focus and complete the task faster, without getting distracted. just sitting in the same room would help
james constantly used anecdotal communication. he thinks he’s comforting others when he does this. but usually, they just get mad as they often think he’s trying to invalidate their struggles, when he’s only trying to make them feel better. he’s trying to show them that they’re not alone
“i’ve been failing divination and i don’t know what to do,” someone would tell him. “i’m failing divination too! really horribly! mate, i even get extra homework and stuff! it honestly sucks, you know? all the extra work doesn’t even help!” and that’s when the person thinks that he’s only trying to talk about himself.
his mind and thoughts were always faster than his mouth and hands. when writing, he’d skip words, or end up writing in a horrible handwriting. when reading aloud, he’d stutter and mix words up, since his mind was reading faster than his mouth was speaking.
everything. was. in. slow. motion. why did everyone talk so slowly? why couldn’t they talk faster? walk faster? just be faster.
james hated the way polyester felt. he couldn’t touch it. there was no way in hell you could get him to put a polyester jumper or jacket on. no. get it away. when he’d touch it, he’d feel like his hands were dirty, and immediately had to wash them
often during classes he would zone out, sometimes aware of it. his eyes would bore into the wall, as he stared into nothingness, his mind racing.
he loved to daydream. though it usually happens out of nowhere, as his thoughts drift, he enjoyed it. he loved to imagine himself fighting off aliens or winning the house cup.
he was the most impulsive perosn youd ever meet. if he felt like jumping into the black lake with his robes on, he would do it and there’s nothing you can do about it.
james had comfort items. a teddy bear he would never get rid of, one he had since he was a new born, and a gryffindor quidditch hoodie that was a tad bit too big for him. he’d wear that hoodie every single day if he could, and he could never fall asleep without the teddy bear.
james had adhd. living with it might’ve not been the easiest, but it made him him. and in his own way, he loved it, even if it got really really hard sometimes
me again, bothering you, but i am very interested in adhd james if you would like to share some of your hcs💖💖💖
you're not bother me at all! asks honestly give me so much serotonin. they really make my day :)
James was diagnosed really young. like, it was extremely obvious from the get-go that that child was not neurotypical
When he was a kid, he was very hyperactive. As he grew older, however, he sort of grew out of it. He has his high-energy days, but nothing to the caliber of child james
James was a menace as a kid
He was probably a backpack leash kid. you know exactly what I'm talking about
His parents are the ones who encouraged him to do sports a kid, just so he'd release some of that never-ending energy
James cycles through hyperfixations rapidly, and he hyperfixates on people a lot. Lily? He hyperfixated on her before. Sirius? You bet your ass. Literally anyone he's friends with, he probably hyperfixated on them at one point
My boy probably takes medication
Time just slips away from him. He's not a very punctual person because of that, but he really does try
He's the kind of person to have 1093843892 alarms on his phone that remind him to do the weirdest things. At least 6 of them are for waking up in the morning
delayed responses
"What?" "I said--" "Oh, the answer is [blank]"
James likes reading, but he cannot finish a book for the life of him
not interested? then he won't pay attention
horrible short term memory. frequently washes his hair twice because he couldn't remember if he already did. did he eat dinner already? don't ask James, he has no idea.
The Leg BounceTM
Impulsive. Sometimes dangerously so. No sense of self preservation
His spaces are organized chaos. It's messy, but he knows where everything is. At least, he knows most of the time
He may act like a very confident person, but James actually has a pretty low self image (yes, that's an adhd trait). One small mistake makes him question everything about himself
Horrible driver, but insists he's amazing. He drives like he's in a fast and furious movie
boredom is his worst enemy.
Is totally the kid that would forget a pencil all the time
Probably does his homework at the very last minute (on the drive to school, before the bell rings, etc etc), but somehow gets good grades on it???
makes Big Gestures when talking. He has, like, no control over his limbs and often hits people on accident. Profusely apologizes afterwards.
Watches television with the captions on. He can't understand what anyone is saying without them
When he's hyperfocused, he makes the strangest faces. Sirius always tells him that he'll get premature wrinkles if he keeps scrunching his face up like that
His notes app is a mess
His train of thought is constantly moving. It never stops. Never.
His biggest pet peeve is when people tell him he's "not trying" HE IS SHUT UP
James's adhd gets worse when he's playing sports. All the noise, all the moving, all the excitement-- it really sets off his hyperactivity, which is kind of a blessing when he's playing. It's like a life hack
Still love Wolfstar just Jegulus is what got me into the fandom
reblog for jegulus, like for wolfstar
this is for science smh
I have three braincell and it's these three idiots bickering over tits
Jegulus/Starchaser just reminds me of Kate Bishop and Yelena Belova's friendship in the Hawkeye series
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“I don’t want other people to decide who i am. i want to decide that for myself. ” – Emma Watson
Happy international women’s day!
Out of curiosity, an informal survey…
Fanfic authors, reblog this and say in the tags the latest you’ve stayed up writing a fanfic.
Fanfic readers, reblog this and say in the tags the latest you’ve stayed up reading a fanfic.
If you’re both, by all means, give your responses for both!
Loki if he ever meets Wanda:
My favourite thing is when people include Loki in 'Women of marvel' edits
Queen, I'm in love 🥰
FLORENCE PUGH for J.Crew | February 2022
I love this 🥰
what the fuck ethan
@kvothbloodless
My fortune cookie wants me to write fanfic
Not taking any credit
Preach
A post for men about creepy men
I wrote a post a while back about how some people are very good at getting away with doing intentionally creepy things by passing themselves off as just ~awkward~.
Recently, I noticed a particular pattern that plays out. While creeps can be any gender, there’s a gendered pattern by which creepy men get other men to help them be creepy:
A guy runs over the boundaries of women constantly
He makes them very uncomfortable and creeped out
But he doesn’t do that to guys, and
He doesn’t talk to guys about it in an unambiguous way, and
When he does it in front of guys, he finds a way to make it look deniable
And then some women complain to a man, maybe even a man in charge who is supposed to be responsible for preventing abuse in a space
and he has no idea what they are talking about, since he’s never the target or witness
And he’s had a lot of pleasant interactions with that guy
So he sympathizes with him, and thinks he must mean well but be have trouble with social skills
And then takes no action to get him to stop or to protect women
And so the group stays a place that is safe for predatory men, but not for the women they target
For example:
Mary, Jill, and Susan: Bill, Bob’s been making all of us really uncomfortable. He’s been sitting way too close, making innuendo after everything we say, and making excuses to touch us.
Bill: Wow, I’m surprised to hear that. Bob’s a nice guy, but he’s a little awkward. I’m sure he doesn’t mean anything by it. I’m not comfortable accusing him of something so serious from my position of authority.
What went wrong here?
Bill assumed that, if Bob was actually doing something wrong, he would have noticed.
Bill didn’t think he needed to listen to the women who were telling him about Bob’s creepy actions. He didn’t take seriously the possibility that they were right.
Bill assumed that women who were uncomfortable with Bob must be at fault; that they must be judging him too harshly or not understanding his awkwardness
Bill told women that he didn’t think that several women complaining about a guy was sufficient reason to think something was wrong
Bill assumed that innocently awkward men should not be confronted about inadvertantly creepy things they do, but rather women should shut up and let them be creepy
A rule of thumb for men:
If several women come to you saying that a man is being creepy towards them, assume that they are seeing something you aren’t
Listen to them about what they tell you
If you like the guy and have no idea what they’re talking about, that means that what he is doing is *not* innocent awkwardness.
If it was innocent awkwardness, he wouldn’t know how to hide it from other men
Men who are actually just awkward and bad at understanding boundaries also make *other men* uncomfortable
If a man is only making women uncomfortable but not men, that probably means he’s doing it on purpose
Take that possibility seriously, and listen to what women tell you about men
tl;dr If you are a man, other men in your circle who are nice to you are creepy towards women. Don’t assume that if something was wrong that you would have noticed; creepy men are good at finding the lines of what other men will tolerate. Listen to women. They know better than you do whether a man is being creepy and threatening towards women; if they think something is wrong, listen and find out why. Don’t tolerate give predatory dudes who are nice to you cover to keep hurting women.
Best interview ever
This is good to know. Know it.
I don't take credit
dialogue prompts
New Year, New Prompt List!
well, sort of. last year, I started writing down the weird or funny shit people said around me and that I occasionally contributed to and turned it into a prompt list, and since it's a new year, I figured what better way to celebrate? you know the drill, send in a number and a ship/dynamic/character, or reblog this and have fun!
(btw this is college prompts pt. 3, second year fall semester edition. the first two lists from this series are here and here)
have a good 2022 folks,I can't wait to see what you come up with
“Hey, can we get a fish?” “We don’t have room for a fish.”
“Look, I didn’t believe you were a heavy sleeper until I didn’t realize you were asleep and I accidentally slammed the door and you didn’t even move.”
“That man looks and sounds like Bill Nye the Science Guy.”
“Sorry I’m wearing a tuxedo shirt, I was doing close up magic earlier.”
“Yeah, I have a pigeon. She’s an asshole.”
“As long as it doesn’t catch on fire, you can have it, and if it does catch on fire, that’s none of my business.”
“My astronomy professor gave us dating advice.” “Is it good dating advice?” “I don’t know, do you want to go watch a meteor shower with me?”
“There’s a stop sign on that door.” “Yeah, the people who live there stole it.”
“I just heard a girl yell ‘stop’ at a guy squeaking his shoes and I am 80% sure they don’t know each other.”
“It ‘hit different’ as the kids say.”
“I’m going to murder Plato.” “Plato’s dead.” “You say that like it’ll stop me.”
“No, shut the fuck up. Did you just call me Nicholas Cage?”
“Who just casually speaks Russian? For what reason?”
“Don’t look at me like that.” “It’s 80 degrees and you’re wearing a sweatshirt.” “I run cold!”
“Okay so-” “Ooh they’re about to get into it.” “I'm ignoring you. Okay SO-”
“You ever have a dream so good you wake up with a low blood sugar?”
“It’s 40°, why do you have a fan running?” “The noise.” “You’re getting a noise maker for Christmas. I can't do this anymore.”
“I’ve been lying through my teeth all week and I’m not happy about it.” “You can’t lie.” “I know.”
“He’s from Indiana.” “Do I look like I care?”
“Hey can I borrow this?” “Yeah, what for?” “You’ll see.” “Are you doing something illegal?” “… No?”
“Never have I ever driven a pickup truck.” “Did you just say get hit by a pickup truck?” “No, I’ve done that before.”
“Do you have an Instagram?” *obviously scrolling through Instagram* “No.”
“I just blew on a pencil with my mask on like that was going to do anything.”
“Were you a band kid? Or a choir kid maybe?” “Yeah, how did you know?” “You have this specific look in your eye, sort of like fear. It’s obvious to someone who’s been through the same thing.”
“Look, am I stupid? Yes. Is the guy I have a crush on somehow stupider? Yes.”
“Don’t eat peacocks.”
“Shit!” “Gosh darn it!” “Sorry!” “I’ve never actually heard you swear before.”
“If you say the word ‘buttress’ one more time, I’m going to throw you out of a window.”
“That’s not what an obelisk is, shut up.”
“No, I can’t do this, I know French, I can’t listen to this-“
“Did you just say ‘raw banana’?”
“Permission to hug?” “Granted.” “Oh fuck my ribs.”
“We all know Zuckerberg isn’t human.”
“Can I borrow your brain?”
“Um?” “Oh, sorry, yeah, I can pick up weaponry and learn how to use it really fast.” “UM???”
“I don’t think we realized how much you talk until you physically couldn’t. Please get your voice back, it's too quiet.”
“Hey, want to cause some chaos?” “Do you need to ask? Obviously.”
“You said you weren’t going to be gay, and then you were. Congratulations dumbass.”
“Look, I listened to a podcast about skinwalkers in the middle of the night and I couldn’t sleep.” “Oh yeah, bad idea.”
“Where are you going?” “Evelavor’s haunted.” “What?” “ELEVATOR’S HAUNTED.”