Ravenclaw Headcanons Because There's Not Enough Ravenclaw On My Dash

There are many good reasons to be salty about Jewish representation in the HP universe but it actually does make sense, given 1991 UK population stats and Hogwarts’ implied size, for there to only be one Jewish Hogwarts student.

Jeddy headcanons (i need more of this ship in my life I'm)

(This is in a universe where everything is legal and consensual and the age difference is not creepy at all just in case) — - Teddy is totally the little spoon - James’s favorite hair color on Teddy is actually pink. - Teddy’s favorite part of James’s body is his collarbones - James could spend hours watching Teddy studying, because when he focuses really hard his lower lip kind of juts out in the most adorable pout. - Teddy blushes and sucks in his lip every time James points this out. - At first they were so reluctant to tell their family they were together, but ended up unintentionally making out in the Potter’s backyard for the whole family to see. (The unintentional part was the audience, not the kissing. Obviously) - Teddy loved the way James had a tendency to fall asleep while he played with Teddy’s hair. One minute the hand was moving, the other James was snoring softly. - They rarely fought, but when they did, they didn’t speak to each other for at least a week, after which each of them was too drained without then other’s company, and got back together without a word. - Lily Luna was literally the biggest shipper. She loved her three gay brothers. - Teddy and James were prone to fall asleep in front of the muggle TV at the Potter’s, tangled up in each other. Everyone wonder how that could ever be comfortable but they never asked - James said ‘I love you’ first, to everyone’s surprised. -Teddy said it less than half a second after. - Their first kiss happened under the willow by the lake (no, not the whomping one), in autumn, when they were freezing to death but too immersed with each other to either notice or care. - Teddy cried a lot about his parents. James was always there, no matter how many times. - Like his dad, Teddy had a tendency to self-loath, something he and James often fought about. - James just couldn’t believe how such an amazing human being could hate himself so much. He tried to prove every one of Teddy’s arguments wrong every day. - They loved each other so much.

theoi as Aesthetics™ cause i feel like it ig

Zeus

sunlight beaming through dark clouds, cold winds that burn your cheeks, lightning that illuminates the sky for just a fraction of a second, strong wings and sharp talons

Hera

golden rings slightly dulled after years of wear, lotus flowers floating upon pools of water, wedding gifts wrapped in gold paper, peacock feathers that glimmer in the sun

Poseidon

jagged rocks decorated by barnacles and seaweed, clouds of sand kicked up by a horse galloping across a seashore, rusted old treasures lost to the deep ocean, waves that lap gently over the sand or crash fiercely against the rocks

Haides

large dogs bearing sharp teeth, old coins blackened and rusted by time, animal bones half-buried under dark soil, silver rings on pallid fingers

Demeter

long grass brushing against your legs, freshly baked bread in a wicker picnic basket, golden honeycomb, fields of grain ready for harvest

Aphrodite

lipstick stains in shades of red and pink, doves perched upon blossoming branches, love letters written in smudged red ink, the opalescent underside of a scallop shell

Apollo

crowns of bay leaves resting on curly hair, golden instruments polished until gleaming, poems scrawled on walls in marker pen, bandages carefully wrapped over wounds

Artemis

feather-tipped arrows, flowers and leaves braided into a wreath, deer drinking from a brook in the forest, moonlight shining through the evergreen branches of tall trees

Ares

bandages over bruised and scratched knuckles, flaming molotovs soaring through the air, crossed swords mounted on old walls, fading scars that stretch across shoulder blades

Athena

books with creased spines and dog-eared pages, owls with thick feathers and wide eyes, ornate swords and shields from ancient eras long forgotten, sharp eyes full of wisdom and knowledge

Dionysos

limbs tangled in red velvet sheets, wild and uncontrolled laughter, garlands of ivy and purple flowers, red wine spilling over the glass, kissing the lips of marble statues

Hephaestos

gears that fit together like puzzle pieces, the soft crackling of a fire, palms stained with oil and soot, the methodic clanking of iron hitting iron, gifts of handmade jewellery

Hermes

shoes worn through from walking, antique maps and globes and golden compasses, a messenger bag filled with letters and parcels, sly smiles and deft hands

Hestia

warm clean sheets, a small vase of flowers on the windowsill, warming your hands near the fireplace, cups of tea and home-baked fairycakes

I bestow upon thee; concept playlists

•classical music to sip tea to while contemplating philosophy and the next marble bust you’ll buy

•stealing books from the Oxford library with friends you never thought you’d find, in the snow, yelling about Ovid, lighting candles

•folky music for sitting on your front porch in the lazy evening sun, surrounded by your closest friends, gazing at a wheat field and singing along with a guitar in your arms

•feeling listless; like you’re walking the world alone, wandering with no destination, held in the arms of the earth and happy with that

•songs to sing LOUD in the car on a road trip going nowhere in particular

•staring out the window of a quaint coffee shop, watching the raindrops cling to the glass and thinking of all the poetry you’re going to write for that lover you left behind

•looking back on a long relationship and realizing all the ups and downs you’ve had as one, suddenly seeing it all in slow motion like a silent film

•laying back on your bed, smiling uncontrollably, thinking of all the beautiful, bucolic times you’re going to have in the sun with that person you can’t stop thinking of

•a rock in your rib-cage, sobbing on the floor, feeling empty; things are coming to an end and you can’t bear to see them go

•the first day of summer – sprawling yourself in the green & vivacious grass, heart shaped sunglasses perched on your nose; youth in all its glory

•songs that bring back days of your old glory, reliving your childhood and your golden days, tracing over the old scars and remembering how you got them

•the smell of old books, melancholy, songs that are so potent with a sort of wild and tragic longing that they’re almost dangerous

•looking out a car window; letting your eyes cling to weeping trees and then letting them snap back again. feeling self centered and tragical.

•literally just songs that remind me of Oscar Wilde and Bosie Douglas

•stuff that i’m listening to right now! always changing, songs that i’m playing on repeat

Books with Morally Ambiguous Characters

I thought I might share my personal favorite books with evil or morally ambiguous characters since you’ve all shared your favorites.

Vicious

(main character is awesome and very grey)

The golden compass

(really goes into detail what evil and good really mean and has a ton of morally questionable characters in the second book)

The Bartimaeus trilogy

(main character does a lot of bad shit for selfish reasons but you still love him anyways somehow?? And there’s a lot of themes involving systematic oppression and propaganda manipulation and ethics)

The curseworkers

(the main character is constantly put into situations where he has to choose the lesser of two evils. Not to mention mafia families)

Six of crows

(do I even have to say…?)

Howls moving castle

(howl is seen as morally ambiguous in the beginning because of his reputations, so this technically counts. Also I love this book to death)

I hunt killers

(so the main character is super psychopathic and manipulative and overall a creepy ass person. He’s always questioning whether or not he’s truly a good person or just pretends to be or is hiding something worse. This psychological thriller is fucking incredible and underrated.)

The name of the wind

(the main character is the most realistically human I’ve ever met. He’s so real I can touch him. He’s also very morally ambiguous in ways I can’t say because it’s all spoilerly)

Artemis Fowl

(greedy selfish 12 year old criminal mastermind kidnapps a fairy for ransom money. What I love about this series is that he grows throughout the books and his character is constantly developing. He is definitely morally ambiguous and has no problem embracing his cunniving and devious nature)

The Cruel Prince

( every character is an asshole. Every. Character. No excuses, no secrets, just pure assholes. And you’ll love them)

The lies of Locke Lamora

(one of my ALLTIME favorite books. Locke lamora is like a darker shade of grey. He’s selfish, slightly murderous, incredibley human and very handsome. This motherfucker is the leader of a group of conmen who steal money from the rich but keep it for themselves. They are grade A smart assess and they have to make actual hard choices that really determine their character. I’m not gonna say more because there’s no way I can fit this masterpiece into a small summery bye)

The wrath and the Dawn

(The Prince is such a morally grey character. As you read on you’ll question whether or not he actually kills his brides or if there’s another deeper mystery to him. His choices are very questionable and very….bad? I can’t describe how amazing these books are)

Harry: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me.

James: Okay, but in my defense, Teddy bet me five sickles I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.

Harry: That’s not what I-

Harry: You drank shampoo?!

Botham Jean NEVER had a single ticket, a single arrest, a single conviction, or even a single behavioral note in college.

Not one. Ever.

For the police and media to attempt to insult his character and integrity today is a [predictable] disgrace.

Why are police investigating the victim and not the drunk cop who executed an innocent man?

Ut Vidi, Ut Perii

Virgil, Eclogue VIII

“When I saw you, how I perished” 

(via megaerakles)

Boyfriend Jungkook

Masterlist

Dates

Your first date was at the arcade

He thought you would complain but oh boy was he wrong

Once you stood in that damn arcade, you let your inner nerd out

“Oh my god! This is from like the 50s! This is amazing!” 

He’d be amazed about how much you know about games. He fell for you hard that night.

Date nights would be really chill with him

You’d go to Hongdae, get some food, buy some weird things you don’t even need.

He’d insist to pay for everything

One time you paid for your food and he got upset and didn’t talk to you for 10 minutes

When you feet hurt, he’d either carry you or give you his shoes even though they’re too big

He’d end up giving you a piggy back ride or throw you over his shoulders

Dates would be filled with teasing and making fun of your Korean, because you sometimes pronounce things weirdly

You’d make fun of him if his satoori came out

Skinship and Affection

This boy is too shy to even look at you if you’re in public

Nevertheless, he’d hold your waist if it starts to get too crowded

When you’re alone, that’s when he can’t keep his hands off you

He’d be grabbing your butt constantly, squeezing and pinching it

He loved your reaction to it so it became a habit of his

LOVES touching your boobs while you’re cuddling

He’d just cup one of your boobs lazily as you’re watching tv

I can imagine Jungkook showing his affection in a really cheesy way

Like he’d get you flowers once in a while

Buy you random jewelry because he thought it would look good on you

LOVES HUGGING OH MY DAYS

Loves kissing you on your shoulder and cheek because your skin just feels so soft

The boys would tease him whenever he’d call you “jagi” “nae sarang” or “my princess”

He’d blush really hard and hide his face in the crook of your neck which just made you giggle uncontrollably.

You reached the state in which he called you a “bitch” and you called him “bastard” or “Asshole”

But if someone else insulted you… OH SHIT BOI RUN 

Sex

You were his first and he was your first

Both of you were just so awkward and didn’t know what to do at first

Of course he had everything planned out perfectly but when it came to actually doing the dirty, he was freaking out

He didn’t even know how to take your bra off

Your first time was slow and careful. Both of you needed to get used to the new feeling. (it was great tbh)

Now, when he’s in the bedroom with you, he’s even more confident than ever before

Loooooooves teasing the fuck out of you until you beg for him to stop

The room would be filled with a mixture of giggles and moans

Can be a dom but also a sub. Depends on his mood, and yours of course.

Since he’s so young he’d be up to trying new things

He always wanted to try to handcuff you to the bed while he takes you from behind

Just the thought of it drove him insane

So when you said yes to his idea he didn’t know how to react (404 Jungkook error)

“How about we try this position?”

“Are you on a kama sutra website?”

“….yes”

Fights

Honestly, your fights would be about him playing hIS GOD DAMN GAMES TOO MUCH

Of course you didn’t mind him playing, you were actually quite supportive of his hobby, but his health was getting affected by it

“Babe your posture is so fucking bad. You look like Quasimodo”

“You look like Ursula, that’s not better”

After you kind of calmed down, he’d start to tease you in a loving way just to hear you laugh again

He’d be the first to apologize 

He hated seeing you upset and all he wanted was to make you happy again

You can’t stay mad at him for long, especially when he flashes you one of his precious bunny smiles.

When he’s away

He’d be so dramatic about him having to leave

Like you HAD TO DRAG HIM OUT OF THE HOUSE SO HE WOULDN’T MISS HIS FLIGHT

He’d pretend like he’s going off for war but his dramatic ass just made you laugh so much

But seriously though, he’d practically die without you

“You don’t know how to cook a god damn egg?” Jin would ask him angrily

“(Y/N) always cooks them for me”

He’d annoy his hyungs about how much he misses you and especially your cuddles

You were quite busy yourself so you couldn’t talk a lot 

but when you did, calls would last for hours 

And of course, he’d tease you about the way your messy hair looked and how you looked without makeup

You missed it so much

He wouldn’t necessarily do dirty talk while being on the phone or FaceTime because he didn’t want anyone to hear

But be prepared to get a lot of sexting when he missed you tad bit too much. 

All his calls and texts would end with “I love you my princess” or “Don’t you dare dream about anyone else but me you bitch”

🌹 a flower for everyone not feeling their best today