From The Invisibles: Vintage Portraits Of Love And Pride By Sébastien Lifshitz

I love you ocean, I love you beach, I love you seashell, I love you fish, I love you moon, I love you sun, I love you stars, I love you mermaids, I love you ships, I love you sailors, I love you surfers, I love you weird deep sea creatures, I love you pearls, I love you fossils, I love you treasure chests, I love you houseboats, I love you anchors, I love you waves, I love you sea foam, I love you sea glass, I love you-

james' birthday today, the father of all bisexuals in the world. happy birthday my dearest.

Bellatrix was probably fully convinced that Andromeda was the problem because she betrayed them for some muggle-born boy. To her, it was her little sister who chose someone she knew for a few years, max, over their family. And Bellatrix believed in punishments. Actions have consequences and Andromeda deserved cruelty in exchange of what she had done.

Following her disownment, whenever Andromeda got angry, she flinched every time she looked into a mirror because the reflection that stared back at her was the face of Bellatrix’s cruelty. Sometimes, Andromeda allowed it to hurt if it meant she could imagine what Bellatrix looked like, just to feel a little bit closer to her. After the Battle of Hogwarts, though, Andromeda got rid of all her mirrors. This time, it was not her sister she saw but the person who killed her daughter. She couldn’t bear looking at herself anymore.

I just know Druella Black was the biggest gossip of the pure-blood society (as she should). She knew everything about everyone.

god bless doechii and chappell roan for hating men as public as they are. literally we've needed this for years

Being a pro censorship ao3 user is so insanely cringe. Either use the (incredibly effective and well designed) filtering system to avoid seeing the shit you don't like or stop complaining. Leave the pro censorship rhetoric to Wattpad or smth

Thinking about how Ted probably told Andy about the cinema and she absolutely begged him to take her to one for weeks until he finally did.

He takes her to the nearest muggle city. Their theater is by no means impressive, if anything it’s quite quaint. He purchases tickets to a movie he thinks will do and buys them a box of popcorn to share. The entire time Andy is buzzing with excitement. She asks every question she can think of beginning with how many movies have you seen? and ending somewhere around why are muggle candy boxes so simplistic?

They finally take their seats. Not too high up, not too far down, perfectly in the middle of the rows. As the opening credits roll he watches the excitement on Andy’s face turn to wonder. She leans in during tense moments, she laughs at all the jokes, she claps when the protagonist makes a narrow escape, and she gasps when the plot twist is revealed. He couldn’t tell you any of the details happening on screen but it didn’t matter. It didn’t compare to the girl next to him.

Only insecure women hate Bellatrix.

You’re in your 20s saying seggs and unalive… Maybe worry about that

“why isn’t there any fic about (x)?” there can be a fic that is precisely about what you want to read. just start writing that fic for yourself.

“but I’m not a writer” every writer has had their first time writing. most writers start with writing something they want to read. your work doesn’t have to be perfect, because having 1 fic that is precisely about what you want to read, even if it’s not perfect, is still better than having 0 fics about what you want to read.