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So I’m reading a fic. And I’m into it.

Except for the fact that Harry “all I’ve ever wanted was a family” Potter would never tell someone that he didn’t want their baby, accident or not.

Gonna try to look past it, team, but oof.

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Mischief In His Eyes (Fred Weasley x Fem!Gryffindor!Reader)

Summary: Playing truth or dare.

Prompt: Fluffy list: 1 - “You look so cute when you’re mad.”

Author’s Note: This is my short contribution to @whack-ed ’s writing challenge to honour the crossed line of their 200 followers. You deserve it so much and then some more! Congratulations!

HP Taglist: @alienoresimagines @95swifi




“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.” - Bram Stoker

It was hard. It was so damn hard not to stare at the red-headed boy with a smile brighter than the sun itself, kind heart and that devilish spark in his observant eyes that hid more secrets than the deepest of oceans. 

“Stop staring at Fred and spin the bottle, Y/N.” Ron nugged her side smirking at her best friend. 

“I’m not staring at anybody!” she exclaimed maybe too quickly and too loudly than she should furrowing her eyebrows, her cheeks blushing slightly at the comment. 

“You look so cute when you’re mad.” Fred stated matter-of-factly as he reached for another bottle to take a big gulp of the pleasing firewhiskey. He said it so casually, just like it was the most obvious thing in the world and Y/N felt suddenly so hot in the Gryffindor common room even though the winter was at its best.

“So Y/L/N,” George joined the conversation trying his hardest not to burst out laughing, “truth or dare?" 

She looked around for Hermione’s comforting eyes as if she could make her disappear.


Fred’s eyes sparkled instantly, his lips curled into a devilish grin. “I dare you to kiss me.”

It was exactly at this moment when it seemed like all the air was sucked out of Y/N’s lungs and she wiped her sweaty palms into her trousers. She could swear that everybody could hear her pounding heart; as if all the awaiting stares weren’t enough.

Y/N leaned closer, Fred’s typical smell of gunpowder and mischief stunned her sences. Now it was just her and him. No Ron, no Hermione, no George. Just Y/N and Fred.

The kiss wasn’t like anything the muggle authors write about. It was too quick to her liking, but yet so intimate she could still feel his hot lips on hers after she pulled away. Y/N immediately longed for more and she had to force herself to sit back down on her spot next to Ron.

The game ended soon after their precious moment and Y/N met Fred’s eyes once more when she was leaving the common room with Hermione by her side. He sent her another smile, this time sincere, genuine, with no sign of irony or mischief.

Y/N hid her trembling hands into her sweater pockets finding some odd object in there. She pulled out a folded piece of paper with a handwriting she would recognize anywhere.

Meet me at the Astronomy Tower in 15 minutes. We’ve got some unfinished business to take care of.

Her eyes looked up again to find the tall red-head but he was already gone. A quiet laugh escaped her lips as she shook her head.

“You coming, Y/N? We should get some sleep.” Hermione spoke up pointing in the direction of their dormitory.

“Go ahead. I think I’ll stay here for awhile." 

"Sure you will. Just make sure Snape’s not gonna catch you two but I believe Fred knows exactly what he’s doing.”

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Night Skies

A/N: Sure darling!

Pairing: Cedric Diggory x reader


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Taglist: @obsessedwithrandomthings @firewhisky-kisses @queendcnn @kashishwrites @hufflepuffgirly @harry-pottery-barn

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Originally posted by fermalfoy


“And Hufflepuff is in the lead!” Lee’s voice rang through the Quidditch Pitch as the game before everyone began to unfold more and more. Lee’s voice was lucky to be heard by anybody, as the cheers and screams were almost as loud as his echoed one. Today was one of the biggest games of the year for Hufflepuff, and the entire team had been so excited. Y/N, who was in the stands, seemed to be the loudest one there. They were cheering for their boyfriend, Cedric. Y/N had their eyes on Cedric, however, a golden streak passed their face.

Y/N’s eyes went wide, as they scanned the field again. They layed eyes on the golden snitch, as it soared through the air. Hufflepuffs seeker seemed to catch eye of it two, and sped towards it quickly. Y/N smiled hugely. Hufflepuff was going to win.


The moment Y/N layed eyes on Cedric in the common room, they ran right up to him. They grabbed his face, and began to kiss his face quickly. They placed them everywhere from his forehead to the tip of his nose. Lastly, Y/N placed a sweet kiss on Cedrics lips. He excitedly kissed them back, squeezing their waist. Y/N released the kiss, before grabbing Cedrics hand and guiding him out of the Hufflepuff common room.

“Where are we going?” Cedric asked.

“You’ll see!” Y/N responded. “I’ve been wanting to do this with you forever.”

Y/N and Cedric sprinted through the hallways and up to the Astronomy Tower. They moved the two of them went to the outlook in the tower, sitting on the very edge. The couple stared at the stars in the distance, admiring how bright it looked. The moon shined just as bright.

“The stars are so pretty,” Y/N commented in the silence. “Not as pretty as you, though, my love.”

Y/N’s face heated up as they smiled weakly. “Thank you,” they whispered. Cedric wrapped his around around Y/N loosely, pulling them into his side. They rested their head on his shoulder softly, and enjoyed the feeling of Cedrics presence.

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Serious question 🧐 which is more difficult to kill (not subdue, but actually destroy, yeet out of existence)- a horcrux or a homunculus?? I had the audacity to say that had somewhat similar levels of difficulty to destroy, but now I’m in a bitter debate HELP! Clearly a homunculus is ultimately harder to kill since it can also DESTROY you easily, but you still need to have very specific set of either power, items and materials to kill them. Am I on a different planet?? 😭🤷🏻‍♀️


Originally posted by isohiko


Originally posted by my-harry-potter-generation

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Accidents | Hunting Season | Mugged

Word count: 1440

Universe: Harry Potter, Twilight

Pairings: Fem!Harry/ Jasper Hale(Whitlock, Cullen…)

Themes: Mugging, character death (random background character) blood and gore and vampireness 

Summary: It’s not the first time he’s snapped and fed on a human. But it is the first time he’s thanked for doing so. Jasper would suppose that was because he’d eaten a mugger and had been thanked before chowing down on the bloodied victim. But in his defense, Holly Potter is rather distracting.


Never written one of this in my LIFE, but that’s where I’m at currently.


Jasper didn’t look at the girl; he tried not to think about her at all, in fact. Not with the lingering emotions from the man still burning at his veins, not with the taste of blood, finally on his lips, distracting him so firmly. Not as he sucked and sucked, as he drained every last drop from the human- gods, it was so good. He could drown in the taste, could abandon everything for a fix- he wanted- more- more- the lust of it-

The man, his greed, his disgusting desire, his lust it had been painfully mixed with the woman’s exasperation? She’d been so frightened that Jasper had just acted. He’d just moved in response to her emotions. He’d ripped the man from her, likely caused a large chunk of her hair to pulled out from the force of it. Jasper’s claws had dug into the man’s body, had breached the skin causing blood to well up- and he’d been lost. Blood. Think, fresh, and so readily available. The years of resistance he’d put in had been destroyed in a split-second decision.

Jasper dropped the man drained over every last drop, and he passed a short thought for the fact that he’d have to dispose of the body before he let his head drop back. Guilt would come later. Horror at his actions would return. But that moment, for that one split second, he was so wonderfully sated. He was full for once in the last decade, and he’d saved a life- Jasper should be proud- and the last dregs of the man’s emotions finally slipped away. The lust, the desire, the pleasure of a mugging and murder was wiped out, leaving only Jasper and her- what would she be feeling? Would the horror sink in now?

He turned, eyes glowing bloody orange as red mixed with yellow and finally looked at the woman.

Jasper memorized her appearance; he couldn’t stop himself from doing it. His mind automatically took in the entire scene in high definition. The size of her pupils, the man’s blood on her shoulder, the rip in her shirt, the hair pulled out. He memorized it all, even though he was sure he’d kill her now. That he eat and eat and eat- she’d be his second victim, her black mess of hair that was half frizz and half curls, her green eyes- so very human- her emotions- relieved and safe-


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While I’m preparing a book game, let’s play a music game🎶🎵

I had a hard day at uni again, so let’s help me out. And this is a good opportunity to add some cool new songs to your playlist🤍

  1. Write the name of the song under each of the items!
  2. if I didn’t tag you and you want to play then just repost ^_^
  3. Tag people whose favorite songs you would like to know about♡


I almost never write my answers in games, but why not😅

  1. Youth by Daughter
  2. I guess “Where’s my love” by SYML
  3. Timmy Turner (LODGE remix) - I don’t actually know why:)
  4. Asleep by The Smiths (sometimes it’s physically hard for me to listen to it)
  5. Каждый раз by Монеточка (such a quiet sweet song in Russian, I strongly advise you to listen to it)
  6. August by Intelligency (one more song in Russian that was very popular in my country this summer, but now I almost forgot about it)

Tagging @kit-12 @jackytsc @lightwoodmiau @sleepy-sendhelp @matthewswife @magnus-fairchild @sleepie-scribbles @helen-penhallow-blackthorn @tssagrayy @thefatesdivide @bytheangell @redrose2324 @livvyheronstairs @shadysaltshaker @magnus-the-maqnificent @dmmeeble @claryfreckles @banesbitch @axhicleos @blackkstars @blackkstairss @fantasy-rep @standardmaria @didi-closet @tom-carstairs @lucian-evander @deusastrea

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“There was a scuffling and a great thump: someone else had clambered out of the tunnel, overbalanced slightly and fallen. He pulled himself up on the nearest chair, looked around through lopsided horn - rimmed glasses and said, ‘Am I too late? Has it started? I only just found out, so I - I -’

Percy spluttered into silence. Evidently he had not expected to run into most of his family. There was a long moment of astonishment, broken by Fleur turning to Lupin and saying, in a wildly transparent attempt to break the tension, 'So - 'ow eez leetle Teddy?’

Lupin blinked at her, startled. The silence between the Weasleys seemed to be solidifying, like ice.
'I - oh yes - he’s fine!’ Lupin said loudly. 'Yes, Tonks is with him - at her mother’s.’
Percy and the other Weasleys were still staring at one another, frozen.
'Here, I’ve got a picture!’ Lupin shouted, pulling a photograph from inside his jacket and showing it to Fleur and Harry, who saw a tiny baby with a tuff of bright turquoise hair, waving fat fists at the camera.

'I was a fool!’ Percy roared, so loudly that Lupin nearly dropped his photograph 'I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a - a -’
'Ministry - loving, family - disowning, power - hungry moron,’ said Fred.
Percy swallowed.
'Yes I was!”

- J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Percy is definitely the prodigal son 2.0 ( though in all fairness I don’t think he’s as interesting as the original version;)  After all, Sirius is admitedly the height of cool.

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Hey weavers who like Harry Potter! Hey Potterheads who like potter lore! So there’s this loom called a Dobby loom because when it was first invented, a “draw boy” had to sit at the top of the loom to draw up the harnesses. “Draw boy” became Dobby and the name stuck. I know Dobby is an old English name and I’ve seen some other theories about where our fav elf got his name. But! Can you imagine little baby Dobby sitting on top of a magical loom as his first job? And the name just stuck even after he moved on?

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