#harry sightings

[larrylimericks]

30Apr22

H was papped in L.A. on a hike— Our heart rates (and Jeffy’s) were spiked; The legs of Adonis, The thigh-ger unharnessed ... For Louis’ next leg ode, we’re psyched.

#larry #harry #harry styles #jeff azoff #harry and jeff were papped on an L.A. hiking trail #loads of photos and video were published april 30 #but there are rumored sightings of harry in london so the dates as always are sus #his legs are just fucking insane #louis keep singing about them #thigh-ger #harry sightings #limerick-hs #april 30 #2021

[dufferpuffer]

Longbottoms boggart wasn't Snape.

I mean you'd think this would be obvious enough - but people who hate Snape bring it up as their sort of trump card. "He was so bad he was a 13yr olds biggest fear!" No. He wasn't. Boggarts don't quite work like that. Boggarts are not themselves your worst fear - they make you FEEL your worst fear. Hermione isn't actually scared of McGonagall. (I'm sure alot of first years are scared of her though I mean she is strict and stern and a little scary at first.) Did she have some irrational fear of suddenly failing all her classes? Yeah, maybe a little bit - but it is BECAUSE she is scared of not being good enough. From the first book we see her struggling to fit in with her peers. She is muggleborn, she learned she was a witch so suddenly that she poured herself into being the most perfect witch she could.

Professor McGonagall, a stern and strict witch she respects, telling her she isn't good enough despite all of her best efforts makes her FEEL her worst fear. It has nothing to do with Minerva personally - honestly it could probably be replaced with Dumbledore or someone... its just she has far more interaction with Minerva.

SO - Longbottom and Snape: How do I know that Snape isn't his absolute worst fear? Because he still attends Potions every fucking week!!! Do you think RON could attend Charms if it was run by a spider?!? He can pass Snape in the hall, he can sit in the same room as Snape, he can even be teased and bullied by Snape. His parents were tortured to insanity by Death Eaters. Severus Snape is NOT his worst fear, that's stupid. Snape just makes him FEEL his worst fear - like McGonagall makes Hermione feel hers. SO what is Neville worst fear? I think the clue comes with him quickly saying that he also wouldn't want the Boggart to turn into his grandma. Inadequacy. Neville has never been good enough. He has low self worth. The tiniest bits of praise overwhelm him. He never wins any house points and losing some devastates him. He got his magic late, his family kept trying to tease it out of him, thought he was maybe a squib. He has a proud legacy to uphold and he is terrified he cannot. He is the worst potions student Snape has ever had.

Snape makes Neville feel inadequate. His grandmother makes him feel inadequate. But mix them together... and suddenly these two very scary people that seem to have such control over his life... look a little ridiculous.

DO you think Lupin is LITERALLY scared of the moon...? Or does the moon make him feel powerless and dangerous and inhumane? DO you think Harry is LITERALLY scared of Dementors...? Or is he scared of how powerless he is against the horrible way they make him feel - the trauma they bring up from the deep recesses of his mind?

Snape was not so horrific, so awful, so scary, so mean - that he as a man became Nevile's worst fear. He, like his grandma, makes him feel inadequate.

#neville longbottom #severus snape #is say headcanon but no this is just canon #people need better media literacy #heres a headcanon though: Lupin actually is a little sacred of the moon. he blocks the sight of it with his hand if he goes out at night. #hp #hermione granger #remus lupin #harry potter

[distracted-milkshake]

I know I haven't been online to some of you in some months, but I cannot possibly stress how important this is. 

A woman named Bisan, a journalist in Gaza, was in the last hospital standing in what's left of the Gaza Strip. They are being carpet bombed, bombing every inch, destroying everything. 

This isn't a joke or a movie or some hoax, this is really happening. 

She is in tears and can hardly get the words out as the sounds of bombs and guns drown her out. The people there are injured, trapped, and have nowhere to go. 

The week the 21st-28th of January, 2024, STRIKE. 

This is unforgivable and inexcusable. 

In any way you are able, don't shop, donate, march or protest, spread the stories of those trapped and have been killed, and tell people why you're striking. Even if your busy or it's hard, it's nothing compared to what's happening in Palestine. 

Don't think it's useless. 

No national news will cover this. 

You are the last resort these people have. 

This applies to everyone reading this everywhere in the world. These people are not terrorists. 

Even terrorists don't deserve this, and it would be illegal. 

Reblog and repost this to as many people as you can. Share, screenshot, email, and speak out. Don't be the generation that watched a genocide happen and did nothing. 

Again, the week the 21st-28th of January, 2024. 

Share this to your whole follower list. 

Save Gaza. 

#free gaza #free palestine #save gaza #bisan gaza #fuck israel #trolls band together #dean winchester #harry styles #hazbin hotel #dramione #bucky barnes #x reader #tumblr memes #artists on tumblr #the owl house #twenty one pilots #my chemical romance #hate will be blocked on sight #percy jackson #into the spiderverse #bill cipher

[itsphantasmagoria]

Draco in his pink drink hot girl summer phase

I have about 37762895 things I should be working on but @jazminesays summoned me in the discord with this idea and I had to do a super quick one of it because COME ON.

#just imagine harry hyperventilating in the background while draco silently enjoys torturing him #harry thanking all the gods for blessing him with this sight #i just love drawing pretty draco ok #drarry #draco malfoy #drarry fanart #drarry art #request fulfilled #itsphantasmagoria

[adelarsims]

Jebediah B. Harris

the fact that everyone's asleep won't stop me from posting Jeb

#rare sighting of bagless jeb #jeb harris #ts4 #simblr #the sims 4 #townie makeover

[tomdayaland]

Tom was spotted at a hotel/spa/casino resort 3 hours north of LA.

There's a popular surf range in that area, one person who met him assumes that's why he's there (also they're talking about an employee trying to take a picture).

No mention of Z (one said she wasn't there but it's someone who heard of the sighting), was she not there then or at all, no idea.

Edit: Looks like she was but not seen then while Tom was gambling.

#November 12th 2023 #thanks anon! #He knows so many random people in LA. Jack and/or Harry could have made it since he's gonna be working. #No pictures. 😐 #tomdaya sightings

[tommarvoloriddlesdiary]

It became an odd habit.

“Will you accompany me, Harry?”

Harry was well past the point of complaining. Whenever Riddle appeared out of nowhere and knocked on his door, there was little he could say or do to get him to leave.

“Oh, do I have a choice this time?”

He didn’t laugh, per se, but the slight tilt of Riddle’s head and the suspicious gleam in his eyes were as loud as one. He held out his hand, palm up, in answer.

Harry refused the offer with a shake of his head and sighed, “Lead the way, I guess.”

They never apparated to the same place twice. Their surroundings were always unfamiliar and remote and never inspired much confidence in the possibility of Harry returning home safely. But he always did. Riddle made sure of that.

Sometimes Harry wondered if this was his weird way of letting off steam, as though their time together somehow relaxed and revitalised him. It was an insane thought, but the fact remained that Riddle would show up tense and barely controlled and one careless word away from a fight, and he would leave loose-limbed and satisfied. Usually at the expense of Harry. 

This time was no different. Riddle’s fist was white-knuckle tight, and the location was a drab and dreary abandoned manor of some kind. Walls of crumbling stone and floorboards rotted nearly through, making each step taken a delicate dance. The dust in the air was enough to make Harry cough once or twice; the building had clearly been neglected for a long while.

“What is it today,” Harry asked. “Another potion? More rune work? If you try to teach me a dead language again, I will kick you in the shin and finally make good on my threats of moving to a different country.”

Riddle glanced back over his shoulder and raised a single brow. “Do you truly think distance will stop me?” He asked.

No. Harry didn’t even think being universes apart would stop Riddle.

Still, he scoffed and said, “Creep.”

Riddle simply smiled. “I will not subject myself to that again. You are surprisingly ungrateful for having the honour to learn from a being as powerful as I.”

Harry wanted to roll his eyes, “Yeah. So sorry for not appreciating everything you do for me. Oh, wait—I never asked.”

Riddle hummed, not agreeingly. Never agreeingly. “We will be attempting a discipline you’ve shown great promise in but one we’ve never indulged upon.” 

For the life of him, Harry couldn’t think of a single thing in which he showed great promise. He also couldn’t think of a time when Riddle didn’t indulge whenever he damn well pleased. “As vague as ever today,” Harry prodded. “Don’t hold back; share with the class.”

Riddle stopped so suddenly that Harry almost ran straight into him. With a careless wave of his hand, the double doors to their left opened.

And inside was a pristine duelling arena. 

Harry’s mouth parted, but he couldn’t find the words. This was damn impressive. 

The stone walls were just as decrepit here as they were throughout the manor, but their ruin spoke of wide-cast spellfire and magic dark enough to leave its mark. Of a frazzled mind with enough wherewithal to make it to the duelling room but not enough to cast a protective barrier. It had ample light from shattered windows, but not a single shard of glass could be found across the decorative tiled floor, its pattern still polished to a dull shine.

They walked in - or, rather, Riddle walked in, and Harry followed behind him, content in his rapture. He wouldn’t truly ever get used to wizarding homes and their larger-than-life rooms. Harry would have been none the wiser passing by those double doors; they didn’t look nearly grand enough to hide such a gorgeous arena. But that was magic, he supposed.

It was clear they’d stopped. Harry wasn’t sure how long it had been with as taken as he was by the stage next, admiring its long dark floorboards that came together in a sort of v pattern that repeated. Harry was so hung up on trying to remember the name of it (Houndstooth? Plaid? No, it was something with a C-) that he hadn’t realised just how close Riddle had gotten.

He felt a chill travel up his throat before he processed the movement. Riddle’s hand was just beneath his chin, ice-cold fingers a hair’s breadth away from Harry’s skin. With a muted gasp, he froze and locked eyes with him, which wasn’t very hard to do. Riddle’s were already fixated on him. 

Their silence was thick enough to suffocate. 

Riddle curled his fingers into his palm slowly and brought his hand to hover just before the round of Harry’s face. He could sense that creeping cold reaching out again with the phantom feeling of Riddle’s knuckles pulling a slow line down his cheek, stopping at the corner of his lips. Riddle moved back then and gestured at them, “Close your mouth, or you’ll catch flies, Harry.”

His teeth made an audible click, the sound making Harry wince when it echoed in the hollow space. To save himself from further embarrassment, he grimaced and blessed Riddle with one of his rarely used meaner smiles, “Come that close to me again, and I’ll bite that finger off.”

Riddle pulled back even slower and tilted his head to the side. He raked his gaze over Harry’s face, down his body, and on his pass back up, he shrugged and said, “Now, now. That’s no way to handle your disputes, is it?”

Like a static shock, Harry finally realised what was happening. 

All that anger brewing like a potion in his gut dissipated. His shoulders fell - he wasn’t sure when they’d hiked so far up in the first place - and he huffed out a laugh. “I know what you’re doing,” Harry said.

Riddle looked at him with all the innocence of a Nundu. “Oh? Am I doing something, Harry?” He asked.

Harry breathed through the kindling trying to catch a new spark. “You know what you’re doing,” he started backing away. Riddle’s eyes followed him keenly as his steps took him up the middle of the duelling stage and back down to the other side. He wasn’t running away, just trying to get some distance. “You always know what you’re doing. And I am not falling for it—you won’t manipulate me into this.”

“Surely I’ve no understanding of what you’re implying.” Riddle’s polished shoes tap-tap-tapped their way right after Harry, but he stopped on the stage. He looked down on him from above. “But if I did,” Riddle continued, “I’d tell you you’re only prolonging the inevitable.”

Harry shook his head, this man… “You can’t be serious?”

Riddle folded his hands behind his back. His smile was sharp. “When have I ever been anything but?” He asked, and Harry scoffed. 

He wavered for a moment, maybe two, and finally climbed back up the steps to the duelling stage. Riddle, the asshole, looked far too pleased. He turned to face Harry, and they were so close that he only had to look down ever so slightly.

They hadn’t been this close in a long, long time. It was just Harry’s luck that it was happening twice in one day. Fourth Year came to mind as the last time Harry was forced into this proximity. Forced because, unlike now, he hadn’t ever chosen to be in Riddle’s space. Or company. Or attention. 

They stood in silence. Riddle’s grin grew teeth with each passing second. Harry knew what he wanted, but he hoped he wouldn’t have to instigate it—invite it any more than he already was. 

Then, Harry heard an echo of words, a lost encounter in the back of his memories. It pulled a smile on his lips, smaller than Riddle’s but no less there. “A wizard’s duel, then?” Harry teased. “Wands only — no contact?”

At the sight of Harry’s smile and the sound of his teasing, Riddle’s face fell flat. His eyes narrowed. “Your focus should be here, Harry.” He paused and said, “We wouldn’t want you to get hurt because of some minor distraction. Would we?”

Harry smiled a little wider, “Jealous? How very like you.”

Riddle sneered, “Do not speak of me as though I am predictable.”

Now Harry gave in to the temptation to roll his eyes. They, unfortunately, knew each other very well. Riddle was the most predictable person Harry had ever met, and he knew it—if only because Harry was the most predictable person he had ever met. 

“Fine,” Harry conceded. “Ten paces, right?” He turned to begin his count, but Riddle stopped him by the scruff of his shirt. 

Non too gently, he yanked Harry back. Cold breath puffed against his ear in semblance of a laugh. “And we bow, Harry,” Riddle murmured, causing a wave of shivers down Harry’s spine. 

Harry glared over his shoulder and spat, “Make me.”

#tomarry #tomarrymort #harrymort #my fic #pov: harry #1.5k words #unfinished #i've been writing this for ages and honestly i just want it out of my sight #if anyone likes it please tell me because i'm about to go to the little folder in my brain for it and toss it in the bin

[daddiesdrarryy]

James when he first met Regulus

#jegulus #it’s love at first sight for james #do not repost #harry potter #daddiesdrarry on instagram #incorrect harry potter quotes #incorrect hp #hp #hogwarts #regulus black #james potter #incorrect jegulus quotes #jegulus squad #marauders era #incorrect marauders quotes #incorrect hp quotes #hp imagine #hp ships #hp rare pair #hp memes #harry potter memes #jegulus meme #marauders memes #james x regulus

[paltaxiox]

AU, mermaid Draco.

Harry, as the son of minor nobel, is invited to the circus. Then he falls in love at first sight.

The first meeting begins with:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our new acquisition, the merman!"

Some time later, it ends with:

#my art #fanart #artists on tumblr #csp #hp fanart #draco malfoy #draco malfoy fanart #harry potter #hpdm #drarry #harco #hardra #mermaid Draco #merman draco #mermaid draco malfoy #merman draco malfoy #inspired by a twitter thread by @suuu___nya where Harry sees the girls at work dressing up as mermaids for the children #and one day BOOOM a blonde mermaid man shows up and he falls in love at first sight #except that here he's a real mermaid #paltaxiox art

[weirdlookindog]

Gothic Horror - Sight & Sound magazine, November 2013

#gothic horror #sight and sound #christopher lee #boris karloff #julie harris #photo montage

[hazyange1s]

Professor Hecat: MC, please cease to roll your skirts up. Exposed ankles do not comply with the dress code.

*she walks away*

MC: oh, so you lot get to walk around in those gauzy uniform shirts if you please, but I can’t flash a little ankle??

Sebastian: *completely mesmerized still* it was a great ankle…

MC: shut up.

#the 1800s societal standards make me laugh #canon that Seb swoons at the sight of ankle #hogwarts legacy #incorrect hogwarts legacy quotes #incorrect quotes #harry potter #hogwarts legacy mc #sebastian sallow

[larrylimericks]

5Sep23

Products change but the method’s alike: Hype new girl on a tailor-made hike, Get Loewe in favor, And Styles’ new fruit of labor? Making green on a rented Lime bike.

#larry #harry #harry styles #sponcon harry #harry has been spotted on or near a lime bike like three times recently #and some knuckleheads are still like 'hE's sO QUirKy!' #dude is making money #and the guy who 'spotted' harry today is a social media dude who has previous interactions with lime #stop being stupid #he was hired to boost taylor russell's image #he was hired to boost loewe's image #he was hired to boost lime's image #you can't make money if people don't know you exist #harry styles is the most direct route to people knowing you exist #i truly believe there are no organic harry sightings #everything is agenda #did you know you pronounce loewe like 'lo-ay-vay'? #that shit's hard to cram into a rhyme! #tagging stunts even though that wasn't today's specific news #stunts #taylor russell #hussell #harry's brand deals #lime bikes #limerick-hs #september 5 #2023

[womanwithahotdogstand]

Ali Krieger saying on national television that her wish for 2024 is to find love and happiness made me cry more than I physically knew I could.

If I speak…

[rareswifts]

#taylor swift #sighting #harry styles #haylor

[dyingforhugs]

#Beauxbatons Draco Malfoy #Durmstrang Harry Potter #Drarry #Its possible love at first sight #I want this type of fic of them!

[pitchblack-crows]

Headcanon: Severus is near sighted but refuses to wear glasses, that's why when he reads book his nose is almost touching the page.

(He fixes his eyesight by fourth year when he made a potion to fix his eyesight - let's pretend there's no potion to fix eyesight, because well, Harry... Also he totally can make that potion, he's a potion genius.)

#severus snape #snape #severus snape fanart #harry potter #my art #at first he thought he didn't have bad eyesight and thought it was how other people also see #he totally refuses to wear glasses because he thought it would make the marauders bully him more #more reason to make fun of him #let's be honest any person with perfect eyesight won't be reading that close to the paper #I'm near sighted also read a book without glasses that near to the book #is this headcanon related to me?? #yes #yes it is