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endlessly-cursed · 1 year

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HL- Annabel Cifuentes

"𝘼 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨. 𝘼 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩."

Name: Annabel Fernanda María Isabel Cifuentes de Borja

Nicknames: Ana, Annie, Doña Annabel

Birthdate: 7th of May, 1855

Zodiac Sign: Taurus

Personality Type (MBTI): TBD

Blood Status: Muggleborn

Nationality: Spanish

Physical Appearance

Hair: Light brown

Eyes: Hazel

Height: 1.65m

Weight: 63kg

Body Type: Slim

Skin Tone: Fair

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): None

Background

Hometown

Annabel grew up in the noble family of Cifuentes, growing up in the lap of luxury, unaware of the ongoings of an unstable period for Spain. Aged sixteen, she ran away from home when she was forced by her father to marry a man twenty years her senior and stumbled upon Hogsmeade. Phineas Falcon found her and decided to take her in, and that patronage would earn her a position as a Divination professor in the year 1879

Family

Mother: María Consuelo de Borja Serrano

A beautiful and exemplary woman of the time, her marriage was arranged to Don Cifuentes when she was sixteen, and her cheerful and supportive personality enthralled the twenty-five year old man, who was quick to have six children with her, only two surviving infancy. María doesn’t know where in England her daughter is, but she knows that she is safe and fine.

Father: Don Alfonso José Cifuentes Villalba

An ambitious politician who worked with Serrano and Narváez, he was the head of the Cifuentes family and in obligation to marry, and thus decided that he ought to marry someone who brought a bit of laughter to the house, and he met his match with María Consuelo. She was cheerful, kind and what he needed. He hasn’t been able to find Annabel, but knows that she is in England

Hogwarts

House: Hufflepuff

Boggart: Her father dragging her to the altar

Riddikulus: A devil instead drags him to a lake

Patronus: TBD

Patronus Memory: Reading in the gazebo at her estate

Mirror of Erised: Marrying for love rather than money and duty

Amortentia (what she smells like): Roses, lavender, eau de cologne, cocido and new books

Amortentia (what she smells): TBD

Career

17-24: Apprentice

25-55: Divination professor at Hogwarts

56-64: Pianist

65+: Retiree

Personality & Attitude

Priorities: Being away from her father, learn as much as she can, be free

Strengths: Kind, soft-spoken, sweet and emotionally intelligent

Weaknesses: People-pleaser, struggles with the language

Stressed: When talking about her past

Calm/Comforted: When reading divination books

Favorites

Colors: Yellow, maroon, green, hazel and white

Weather: Sunny with few clouds

Hobbies: Reading, baking, learning more about divination and playing the piano

Fashion: Annabel initially dresses like a lady of her time, but later in life is one of the first female professors to wear trousers and vests, defying the norms

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: TBD

Friends: Phineas Falcon

Phineas saw potential in Annabel and was quick to take her under his wing. The two of them were like siblings, she being the sister he would’ve liked.

Owen Capell ( @camillejeaneshphm )

[INFO TBD]

Rivals: None

Trivia

Annabel met Phineas by chance: she was lost in the Three Broomsticks and wanted to ask for directions. She bumped into this big, strong man and he noticed her. With a bit of help, he could understand her situation and decided to take her in until she was fully independant and help him keep an eye on his wild daughter

She discovered her gift for divination by casualty: she was following the itinerary when she decided to give it a shot, and actually predicted who Phineas’s daughter was in love with. She decided to explore further on her own what she could do: she predicted the whereabouts of the then Prince Alfonso (future Alfonso XII) and the Manifest of Sandhurst

She loves spicy and savoury food, which raised a few eyebrows, especially with Principal Black, who shared the misogynistic views that spicy food made of women wild and ‘whores’, which proved to be wrong, given Annabel’s sweet and composed nature

Her favourite student was Nilufer Sultan, whom she related: they took coffee together and shared tales of their Mediterranean summers and leaving their beloved countries to find themselves here. She was the one to predict that she’d find her way back to Simon

She also had a dream about a battle that would end up being the Somme and soon advised the Ministry not to send too many soldiers to such bloodbath; she was rewarded with 100 pounds

Nilufer called her to Constantinople to make some predictions about the empire and her future, and proved to be right in most things: she’d find Simon again, the empire was most likely to fall and she’d outlive whoever she married.

She continued to teach in Hogwarts up until she was fifty-five and loved teaching the children of her former students. Her favourite was Alexandra Somerset, whom resembled the Lady Gray very much

She died aged 110 years-old in Mallorca, in a villa she purchased under the name “Valeria Martín.”

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superconductivebean · 7 months

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#749: Hogwarts Inquires - 77 (rewind)

Professor Sharp's Assignment 1 & 2

А можно я баркну, что в первом ассайнменте Шарп недовольный и что-то подозревает, а во втором спрашивает, как там наша дамашка, милым uplifted тоном? :3с

У меня была довольно подробная инквари про второй ассайнмент, почитать можно здесь.

О чём я ещё не писал: о мемо на его столе.

Так что приготовьтесь, у меня будет a moment, который вам придётся to indulge.

Но перед этим позвольте побурчать. В Хогворце Легоси упоминается данная сборная по квидишу:

Из княжества литовского призываются добавить больше исторических выкладок, а пока я скажу базовое: литовский триколор в окончательном виде представлен только в 1918м году и на очень короткий промежуток времени, т.к. до этого была ри, потом был юсср, потом гитлор, а потом опять юсср — до 1988 года страна в оккупации находилась, ну.

Если нежелание мучиться с олднорсом я ещё как-то могу понять, хотя и с очень большим скрипом, — у вас деняк, блядь, немерено, почему невозможно было нанять ну хотя бы исландца, а лучше олднорс-энтузиастов из Швеции, Норвегии, Дании, Фаро, Исландии, Шотландии, Ирландии, Нидерландов! — то как тут не смогли просто погуглить представляется мне с огромнейшим трудом. Не нужно знать историю, чтобы почитать про Витис, необязательно быть доктором исторических наук, чтобы знать: 1) в 1864 литовцам запретили что-либо публиковать на латинице; 2) но писать на литовском кириллицей было можно; про причины писать не буду.

Но т.к. постер про магию и волшебный спорт на мётлах, то либо уж или kaimo gargoyles, или каимо гаргойлесъ (если почему-то вдруг считаем, что у литовцев и тем более волшебников-литовцев была хоть одна причина жить, как тсарь скозал-прикозал; также простите мне ужасный литовский).

Очень простите за исторический бугурт, я правда не понимаю, как. А теперь к сладенькому.

В игре точные даты чего бы то ни было указываются крайне редко, чаще их можно предположить, но совершенно обычна ситуация, когда известны лишь приблизительные промежутки времени, в которые какое-то событие в принципе могло произойти. Например, в инквари 36 я более или менее определил даты смерти Мириам Фиг и проклятья Анны.

Не всегда игра щедра на хоть какие-то ��етали, впрочем.

В мемо Шарпа указывается дата: 31е декабря года 1875. Мемо:

Что нам потенциально может сказать эта дата:

1875 год — может быть год рождения МС, а также если не большинства, то всех её однокурсников (в 1885 в Хогворц попадают родившиеся осенью-зимой 1874 и в течение первых трёх кварталов 1875го);

31е декабря — самый конец года 1875;

Шарп уже работал аврором к тому моменту;

тема письма связана с его репликой в дополнительном диалоге, доступном после сдачи первого ассайнмента: Spent years tracking down reprobates who dealt in artifacts of Dark Magic origin;

из мемо неясно, как давно Шарп работает аврором.

Что мы можем из этой даты вывести.

Самое очевидное — возраст. Если предположить, что в мемо указывается год захода Шарпа на службу, тогда ему должен был быть… Давайте считать. Аврорат перед тем, как выпустить прошлого студента Хогворца в аврорские поля, должен в течение следующих трёх лет обучать его. Если предположить, что в аврорате дата зачисления зимой, тогда Шарп поступил на трёхгодичные курсы в начале декабря 1872го — чтобы в конце декабря 1875 сдать выпускные экзамены и тут же быть распределённым на свой первый кейс.

В декабре 1872го ему должно быть 17 лет, если он родился в 1855, либо 18, если в 1854. Тогда в 1875 ему — 20-22 года. А значит в году 1890 — 35-37 лет.

Ни письмо, ни реплика ясности не вносят: может, до артефактов Шарп занимался чем-то другим, а именно про них сказал, зная, что МС прочла мемо beforehand:

Hm? Yes, well, I suppose it's a matter of record. My partner and I had tracked a suspect to a harbour in Scarborough, trying to smuggle shrunken heads, of all things.

Понимаете да. Шарп в сущности не рассказывает никакой новой информации, а только чуть-чуть распространяется на тему того, что МС уже знает.

Профессор, я восхищён.

Насколько точен возраст проверять не решусь, однако можно погадать по его второй модельке. Викторианская мода была very distinctive, так што bear with me.

Скриншот взят из этого видео:

Молодой профессор в свои где-то 15 лет одевался по моде середины 1800х: этот шейный платок, жилет с низким вырезом, эти trousers, цепочка часов и железные пуговицы, причём выглядит скромно и носит перчатки. Джентльмен! Однако, чтобы одеваться по моде 1850х, Шарп должен был родиться в 1840х. Но тогда в 1890м ему будет аж 50 лет. Может так быть? Да. Верю ли я в это? С большим трудом, ведь согласно этой страничке:

Он рано покинул аврорат в связи с травмой, но горит идеей вылечить ногу. Я могу поверить, что ему 50, но не могу поверить, чтобы early retirement в ну допустим 30 или 35 смог спустя 20-25 лет преследовать его и тем более в Хогворце удерживать. Шарп не дурак ведь, понимает, что за столько лет трайхарда можно просто всё бросить и жить, как живётся — и уж тем более за 20 лет простоя не светит ему никакого продолжения аврорской карьеры.

Скорее я поверю в то, что Шарп что в юношестве, что в зрелые годы отставал от популярной моды на десятилетие-другое; в 1890м волосы такой длины, как у него, уже не носили, например. Делаем скидку и на магическое общество: не сказать, что в нём сильно внимание к последним трендам маггловской моды.

Я оче извиняюсь, что немножечко ПРОДАВИЛ, но early retirement покоя мне не даёт и нуневерю я в Шарпа, которому полтинник, да даже 45 уже возраст критичный относительно его стремления себе помочь.

Менее очевидное — датой в мемо Шарп тонко намекнул МС, которая ну точно посмотрела на стол: я не просто старше, опытнее и смышлёнее тебя, ты могла ещё не родиться, а я уже гладкий криминал гонял вдоль лондонских улиц.

Интересное — Матильде Шарп говорит:

You say that every year, Matilda.

Обратите внимание: он обращается к ней по имени, не фамилии. Можно ли полагать, что в Хогворце Шарп оказался в том числе по её рекомендации? Так же он говорит про годы совместной работы. Один год случай, два удача, три закономерность; это присказка, конечно, но три года действительно минимально возможное количество лет, которое Шарп мог в Хогворце провести. Если предположить, что в 1887м происходит The Scarborough Incident, а что позже Шарп сразу подаётся на должность препода Зельеварения, тогда ему было бы 32-34 года.

В своём фанфике (с) я поставил Инцидент на 1883 год, накинул год реабилитации (+ разобраться с Министерством, которое: I would still be an Auror today if my injury hadn't precluded it. The Ministry was all too ready to keep me on.), в 1884м году Шарп начинает свой учительский тенур. Есть ли в этом какой-то смысол? Да, но и поймите правильно: в фичке так ради пущей драмы сделано, всякое там про «почти 10 лет потратил непонятно на что, ну какой из тебя теперь аврор» на ощущении всё так же бушующей молодости, которая, правда, приблизилась к сорокалетию, Годы Пронеслись Незаметно и такое вот всё.

#днявочка #днявочка: игры #днявочка: hlegacy #Hogwarts Inquires #шарповедение

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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 2 years

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A Marauders Wild Child AU

For the ones who hadn't seen Emma Roberts' 2008 movie with this name, then this contains a lot of spoilers. And, if you haven't watched it, I totally recommended it.

The characters would be like this:

Sirius Black as Poppy Moore.

Regulus Black as Molly Moore (the little brother)

James Potter as Josie (the athletic one)

Peter Pettigrew as Drippy (the innocent one)

Remus Lupin as Kate (the smart and kind one)

Severus Snape as Harriet (the stalker villain)

Lily Evans as Freddy (the one everyone has a crush on but is something more)

Plus:

Barty Crouch and Evan Rosier as Snape's cronies.

Marlene and Dorcas as Lily's lesbian friends.

And Dumbledore as Mrs. Kingsley.

So Sirius' rich family lived in California. He was a fifteen year old gay boy that loved fashion and clothing. He was popular and rich back in California and his friend group was mainly composed by "mean superficial girls". Sirius was kind of the gay drama queen that only had girl friends. His best friend was Ruby (who was a total bitch). Sirius had a crush on Rody, a popular boy that apparently was straight but he flirted with Sirius all the time. (But only for his money and power). Sirius always liked to pine about him with Ruby. Not knowing that Ruby was actually seeing him in secret.

It was Regulus who knew that Sirius' little friends were fake. He knew that they only hung out with him for his money and huge house on the beach. Regulus was much more of a loner. He rolled his eyes everytime Ruby hung around because he knew she was a traitor. He had tried to tell his brother, but he didn't believe him.

Sirius was a rebel. His parents Orion and Walburga were always working or traveling and didn't pay their sons much attention. So Sirius always made huge parties, pranks, he got in trouble in school, just to get their attention. Regulus was always the voice of reason, telling Sirius to stop. But Sirius didn't listen. He was a rebel.

So one time, he made a freaking crazy party at their house. Sirius' friends ended up so drunk that the house was practically distroyed.

"You really overdid it, Sirius" Regulus commented the next day "You are gonna get in so much trouble"

The thing was that Orion and Walburga always threathened Sirius with sending him to the UK, to a boarding school. The same one Orion went to, if he didn't behave. But even if they said that everytime, they never ended up doing it. So Sirius didn't worry.

But Orion and Walburga arrived early that weekend, they saw the terrible mess and damage that Sirius had caused. They said that it was the last drop. Sirius was going to Hogwarts: An only boy catholic and conservative boarding school founded in 1855.

Now imagine Sirius arriving to this school, full of boys in their perfect uniforms. But Sirius is using colorful clothes, heart shapped shades, a furred coat, wearing many chains and rings, with his nails red or something.

"You don't understand, Mr. Dumbledore" Orion told him as they arrived "We need a miracle, my son is a true devil"

"I'll see what I can do, Mr. Black"

Of course Sirius was the new kid who caused sensation. Severus Snape was usually the prefect, who was the teacher's pet, especially with Dumbledore, since Snape was obsessed with his niece Lily Evans, who went to a school near by that was only for girls. Snape was also a homophobic, who liked order and he was very annoying, because he was a party pooper, always ruining everyone's fun plans with his cronies: Crouch and Rosier, who always did as he said.

Dumbledore instructed Remus Lupin to give Sirius a tour through the campus. Remus was sweet and nice. But Sirius was an asshole at first, because he hated that school from the start.

"Look, you superficial twat!" Remus told him "I don't have time to hear how your life is so bloody horrible. Minus if you keep insulting me. Good luck finding your dorm... And be careful, it's about to rain"

"Nobody understands what you say, dude. What the fuck is a twat?" Sirius said, as Remus walked away. But since Remus didn't listen, he groaned.

Sirius ended up in the same dorm as Remus, with other two boys: James Potter and Peter Pettigrew, who called themselves: "The Marauders". At first, James, Peter and Remus stared at Sirius as if he was weird. He was raised as an American, he talked differently, and he had other customs.

"I reckon I've never met a gay person, before..." Peter whispered to his friends.

"There are bloody gay people in the UK" Remus whispered back.

"I bet it is more common in America, isn't it?"

"I think his nails are wicked" James commented "I wouldn't do it, but..." he shurgged.

"How many... Do you think he...."

Finally Sirius took his earphones off, irritated.

"May I help you?" he spat "Take a picture. It lasts longer!"

"How many dicks have you sucked?"

"Peter!" Remus protested.

Sirius was silent for a while.

"Well... I kind of lost count..." he said confidently "There's Paul, Carl, Jason, Daniel... Marcus, That guy with the beard I don't remember his name....A college boy named Lucas..."

Peter's mouth was wide opened. Remus raised and eyebrow.

"Blimey fuck!" James exclaimed.

All of them were invented names.

Sirius acted like a rebel, someone who didn't give a shit about anything, someone who would do anything to go back home. But in reality, he was just sad, thinking his parents finally "got rid of him" because they hadn't even called. And Sirius missed Regulus. He missed his friends.

James, Remus and Peter explained the rules and dynamic of that place. Since the place was catholic, they had to pray a lot, and maintain values. They explained their rivalry with Snape, who they called Snivellus. They also explained that both of them were competing for Lily's attention.

"She is the Headmaster's gorgeous, beautiful and sexy niece" James groaned.

"James is obsessed with her" Remus explained, smiling.

"I am in love with her!"

"But she hates his guts" Peter nodded.

They explained how he always did stupid things to get her attention.

Sirius struggled with Hogwarts strict rules, the way he was suppossed to use his uniform, the religion and the homophobia. Snape made his life miserable.

It was until Remus found Sirius crying in the dorm, that he realized Sirius was not that bad. Sirius explained to him that his parents didn't care, and took the first opportunity to get rid of him. He told him how he missed his brother.

"Are you cold?" Remus observed after Sirius hugged himself.

"This country is freaking cold..." he sniffed "California is different..."

Remus snorted "Don't you have nice comfy jumpers?"

Sirius shook his head. So Remus gave him one of his. It was large, comfy, soft and warm. Sirius smiled.

So it became The Marauders' mission to help Sirius get expelled and go back home with Reggie and his friends. In the meantime, they got to know each other. They had fun making little pranks on teachers, students and Snape, who was always trying to give away their plans to Dumbledore but failed. Sirius became part of the lacrosse team, which James was a member of and very passionate about.

Sirius also decided to help James with Lily, because "Nobody deserves to even breathe near Snivuellus. If someone deserves that girl, that is you, Jamie"

They became friends in no time. And in the meantime, Sirius developed a crush on Remus. For Sirius, he was adorable, sweet but at the same time hot, sarcastic and he had many mysteries that SIrius had to discover, like the fact that he loved to smoke. Besides, Sirius found his british accent very sexy. He couldn't avoid feeling butterflies and goosebumps when Remus was around. It is nothing like with Rody. Sirius had lied about messing up with different boys, but in reality, he was a virgin who was falling in love for the first time.

So Sirius asked James for advice.

"What am I suppossed to do if he is so gorgeous?" he asked him one time "Any signs that he swings to the other side?"

"Swings to the other side?"

"That he is into boys..."

"You bloody americas have weird expressions"

"Actually, I understand half of what you british people say"

James grinned "Remus is so mysterious. He had a girlfriend when he was twelve but she broke his heart. But..." James added once Sirius sighed "He used to be very friendly with our last roommate Kingsley, they were both book nerds"

"Shit..." Sirius groaned "I am so into Remus Lupin!"

"What are you whispering about?" Remus asked, once he finished his conversation with Peter.

"Nothing!" Sirius turned bright red.

James grinned.

So that scene in the party arrived. And Sirius helped the boys pick their outfits.

"Nothing boring, like suits and ties" Sirius gagged "I am gonna teach you how to have style..." he grinned "By the end of the night, you're going to impress those girls, boys..."

Althought, he wanted Remus to himself. He hoped no girl would flirt with his man. Even if Remus didn't know he was his man.

The party was with the girls from the other school, including Lily Evans. While Snape tried to impress her with a "Pride & Prejudice" quote (her favorite book), The Marauders stepped inside, looking absolutely faboulous. Perfect colorful outfits that matched their skin tone, eyeliner, black nails, each one with their style. They looked like rockstars.

"This faggot is turning everyone into a faggot" Snape whispered, as Lily and her friends Marlene and Dorcas, decided to go to dance with The Marauders.

What Snape didn't know was that his friends Crouch and Rosier had a fling going on between each other. (That's kind of a side story).

James changed his tactic with Lily that night. He followed Sirius' advice and treated her like a gentleman. Lily realized that he wasn't that bad. And by the end of the night, they ended up kissing, snogging more like.

Meanwhile, Sirius was so nervous around Remus, that he got drunk. He got so drunk, that he fell to the floor. And started giggling.

"I think he needs a bit of air" James suggested.

"Mr. Lupin... I want you to do the honors...." Sirius said, flirting "Have I mentioned how cute you look with eyeliner?"

Remus smiled amused as he took Sirius outside. And now it was just the two of them. Sirius tried to use the tactic that his plastic friends used with boys back in California. He acted slutty, provoking Remus, pretending to be more drunk that he was and flirt with him. But when Sirius leaned to kiss him, Remus pulled away. That made Sirius want him more.

"I get it..." Sirius sighed "You're probably straight" Remus raised an eyebrow "I'll have to swallow my pride, and secretly cry while you flirt with a girl in there, right?"

Remus smiled "Who said I was straight?"

Sirius snorted "Are you..."

Remus didn't respond, he simply leaned in. Sirius leaned in as well. But they were interrupted by Snape and his cronies.

"May I remind you Black and Lupin that any kind of physical affection is forbidden in this party..."

"Thank God he didn't see James sucking Lily's face before" Remus whispered in Sirius' ear, which made him laugh.

The boys went back inside. They didn't kiss that night. But they had fun with his friends, Lily, Marlene and Dorcas. The group danced, drank, and had fun together.

Dumbledore scolded them the next morning. He didn't sound like Orion and Walburga, he sounded like a worried father. Like he cared for Sirius' safety. It was new to Sirius.

"It is working, mate" James grinned as they got out to the pitch.

"What?"

"You are surely getting expelled and you won't have to see Dumbledore again"

Sirius was having a great time at that school actually. He didn't want to get expelled. But of course, he didn't want to sound mellow. He had a reputation to mantain. So he pretended to keep with the plan.

But in the meantime, he apologized with Remus for acting like a wanker in the party. And he instead asked him out on a date.

Sirius wrote to Reggie and Ruby daily, telling them about his life in the UK. But while Regulus answered, Ruby didn't. Sirius continued either way. He began telling them how much he hated that place and his roommates. But as time passed, he wrote that they weren't that bad, and he actually liked them. He also asked Ruby for advice with Remus.

Sirius did that that morning, before his big date with Remus. But he mistakenly, let his email open. And someone took advantage of that.

Sirius had an incredible time with Remus in their date. Sirius for the first time, could be himself. Remus made him laugh, naturally. And Sirius stopped worrying about clothes, image, impressiong anyone.

They shared many kisses.

Once they came back to the dorm, holding hands happily, they saw that James and Peter were furious.

"What is going on?"

They began reading an email, supossedly written from Sirius to Ruby. Where he talked shit about all of them, and mentioned that he was only playing with Remus' feelings for fun. "Just like he did with other boys".

Even if Sirius told them, what was written there wasn't true, partially, because he had written some of those things, they didn't believe him. And they got very angry at him.

Just like Poppy, Sirius set the curtain on fire, after he discovered the that Ruby was fake and she was never a real friend to him. Sirius was sure he put it out, but the flames began again. He went from room to room getting everyone out, feeling guilty for what had happened, thinking it had been his fault.

When they were outside, they realized that Peter was missing. He had been locked in the fridger. So Sirius ignored everyone's protests and got inside to rescue him. Sirius managed to safe Peter.

But the damage was done. Sirius was blamed for everything. He didn't deny it. He had to face the court, to decide his punishment or expulsion. And for the first time, Sirius didn't want to leave this school, because he had found his family there. He wanted to stay. But he thought the fire had been his fault.

Meanwhile, The Marauders discussed Sirius' innocence.

"It doesn't make sense, because I remember he was all excited and nervous to go out with you, Remus... And I was calming his down"

"What time was that?" Peter asked.

"Almost eleven?" James shrugged.

"The email is sent after that"

Remus didn't want to believe any of this. So Peter stood up and began searching through Sirius' bed.

"What are you doing?" James asked.

"Finding proof"

And that's how they found Sirius' diary, in which he had written the truth. He wrote how The Marauders were like his family, how much he liked them, how much fun he had with them. And he also wrote how much in love he was with Remus, how he made him feel many things.

In the trial, Snape seemed very enthusiastic on blaming Sirius for everything. Sirius knew his destiny was expulsion, but he saw how The Marauders sneaked into some chairs in the back. He smiled. They were there to support him.

That gave Sirius the courage of saying in front of everyone how much he had loved that school, that he had found his family, and he didn't want to leave. He talked that the place could be better, not that conservative and supportive of the lgbt community.

"Hogwarts is a traditional and conservative institution since it's origins!" Snape protested.

"Bloody hell, Mr. Snape" Dumbledore rolled his eyes "Shut up! As a gay man, I agree with Mr. Black"

Everyone was surprised and amused by that confession. Sirius smiled pleased.

The Marauders supported him saying that they helped Sirius with the fire, so they should get expelled as well. And many others joined. So Snape got so stressed, that he began yelling, and he spilled the fact that a lighter had been used.

"How do you know that, Severus?" Crouch asked "Nobody had mentioned anything about a lighter..."

That's how Snape gave himself away, confessing that Sirius had put out the fire and he had started it again. Just to get him into trouble. At the end, Snape was the one expelled.

The story finishes with Hogwarts winning the lacrosse cup, thanks to Sirius and James. And we have a last scene of them tanning in California, with Regulus, Lily, Marlene and Dorcas. Sirius and Remus are together. And Lily and James are willing to try things.

By the end of it, The Marauders jump from a clift like in the original movie. And Marlene whispers:

"Those bloody boys are mental"

And Lily smiles "Yes, they are"

And that's how the story ends. Thank you very much.

#maraudersera #marauders #marauders headcanon #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #wolfstar #jily #lily evans #marauders era #peter pettigrew #wild child #emma roberts #wild child au #muggle au #I swear that when I have time I will write this but my life is a mess #If you want to take this idea to write this i wont get mad but credit me please #regulus black

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maraudersbutmuggle · 3 years

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Hogwarts

Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Helga Hufflepuff were four friends. Adventurous, reckless, ambitious. Once the rebels of their time. They decided to build a castle, large as possible to bear many students around. As many as they could. They wanted a better education. They believed education should not be violent, shouldn't be abusive, shouldn't be unfair. They wanted teachers as far and different as the ones they used to have at their own school. So all of them put their savings and inheritance to build the school in the Slytherins' property in Scotland. Near a forest and a lake in Scotland. The founders' friendship was tight and beautiful. They were young when they got the idea. And 15 years after, they could see their dream come true. They hugged while watching the castle they had created. Hogwarts was founded in 1855. At first they held just 28 students. The only ones who were eager for a new different school. The sacred 28. The first students of Hogwarts. The school grew with good reputation. Better education, happier students. The student body grew larger and larger as years passed. That pleased the founders, how the students were loyal to the school and their teachers. But the success of Hogwarts made the founders part ways. Salazar and Rowena wanted Hogwarts to be elite, exclusive only for a few students who deserve it. Students who could pay for the education. Keep the school exclusive and intact. Godric and Helga thought the contrary. They wanted to include students no matter their wealth. The importance was education. Their students were happy. They wanted more children to be happy. The four friends fought. Their friendship was over. And they never recovered it. Though the school remained. It remains until this day. And the issue still remains.

#marauders era #hogwarts #muggle au #marauders muggle au #the founders #gryffindor #slytherin #ravenclaw #hufflepuff

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they-write-once-in-a-blue-moon · 4 years

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Scruffy

Sirius Black x Reader Fluff

"Let’s just say, a little dog told me..."

Words: 1855

Warnings: Referenced abuse

A/N: Anyone else need Padfoot hugs? Tag List Form Masterlist

Feedback is always appreciated! Sending love from the moon

- Blue

You were sitting against a large tree at the edge of the black lake, It was a bit after midnight and your only light was from your wand. You held your want in one hand, while you had a book in the other.

Reading was the only thing keeping you sane, you lived in a not so great ‘home’ with the pureblood mania etc. You read to distract yourself from the world around you. The only time you couldn’t be lost in a book, in your own little world. Was at the party's your family had for the insane purebloods, so instead, you would just daydream, or sneak a book in any way.

Too lost in your own world you didn’t notice a rustle in the bushes until it turned into a growl. Emerging from the darkness was a large wolf? Or a dog? you couldn’t tell. What you could tell though was it looked angry. Being the sad teen you were, you didn’t care. Turning your head to the animal. “If you’re going to kill me, can you wait a sec’ while I finish this line? Thank you!” You ask as if the dog could understand you.

You expected it to keep coming to you and attack you, but it did stop, but it was clearly still angry and aggressive.

“Thanks bud.” You give a confused smile to it. You get an idea to see if you could get the canine to just go away. You pick up a stick near you and throw it as far into the forest as you could, instantly the dog ran after it. You chuckle and shaking your head you turn back to your book.

After a few moments, the dog came back, dropping the stick in front of you, it’s tail wagging, it was like it was a new animal. “Want me to throw it again?” You pick up the stick, the dog bending forward bouncing side to side, very excited. You throw it again, and again he comes back, dropping the stick.

Tilting your head to the side, he copies your action making you smile, slowly reaching your hand out to him, he lets out a low rumbling noise. “Mate, I’m not going to hurt you.” He leans forward sniffing your hand “There you go.” You smile, turning back to your book. You felt a wet stroke go up your cheek.

“You did not just lick me!” You squeak wiping your cheek, the dog looks at you as if teasing you, testing you “Don’t you dare.” You warn with raised eyebrows, but it was too late.

The dog jumps on you making you fall over with an ‘oof’ knocking the air out of you as he licks all over your face. “Ok, ok, ok! You win!” The dog looks happy with himself. Pushing him off you, you sit up slightly, leaning on your hands to look at the sky. “You're a pretty cool pupper.” He turns to you and wags his tail.

“Your eyes remind me of someone in my classes. His name is Sirius, you have his scruffy hair too, you know, he always looks so…” You trail off sighing, looking far off into the sky. The dog comes over to you and lays on your lap as if saying to keep going.

“He always looks so...happy, even when we were kids he looked like that, despite his family” The animal on your lap stiffens “We were friends when we were little, I saw how his family treated him...They probably still treat him that way. But then when we got to Hogwarts, he just forgot about me, I’d be surprised if he still knows my name.”

Opening your eyes you see the sun was just breaching the horizon “Crap!” You rush and grab your things “Sorry bud, I gotta go, bye!” You run-up to the castle, Sirius watching you from the tree.

After a long day of classes, studying, and a letter from your mother, you were back down at the lake. The dog was there, for awhile now you two had basically made a routine of sitting by the lake as you vent or just talk about random meaningless nonsense, it didn’t need to make sense, he’s a dog and probably can only tell what you're saying by your tone, or you putting random things the dog does as signs he’s listening to you.

“Hey bud.” You smile scratching behind his ear, he comes over and lays on your lap. “Wanna hear about my day?” You tilt your head, and his tail starts wagging.

“I got a letter from my mother…”

Sitting in the great hall for breakfast, the owls came swooping in and out, dropping letters to students, your family owl came down and landed on the table next to you.

Y/n,

We got a letter saying you got in trouble yesterday for disrespecting the teachers, I’m not surprised but we were hoping you’d at least have enough self-respect to know when to keep your mouth shut, guess we were wrong.

And you’re failing DA? You’re awfully good at receiving spells, and curses but can’t defend yourself, typical.

I hope you know that coming this holiday break you’ll be making up for these pathetic acts of disobedience.

Y/m/n

You sigh, the dog looking up at you.

“I shouldn’t be surprised at this point, I already know how I’m going to ‘make up for it’ and it involves a particular curse, pain, and lots of humiliation. But I’m used to that by now.” The dog nuzzles your hand, encouraging you to pet him, as you do. It helps to calm you down.

“One time, my father put his wand to my head and said ‘if you kiss that boy, I’ll kick you out’ ”

Sirius was chasing you around his house, the two of you laughing, it was Christmas, you would be going back to Hogwarts in a few weeks.

He caught up to you tackling you onto the floor, you wrestled for a bit before the two of you just lay on the floor in the hallway.

“I can’t wait to leave,” He said, turning his head to you once you’d both calmed down. “Me too Scruffy.” You turn your head as well “Stop calling me scruffy!" He smiles, holding your hand You laugh “But it suits you! You can’t tell me your hair isn’t scruffy.” “No it’s not!” “Is too!” “Is not!” “Whatever you say scruffy.” You mess up his hair a bit, before calmly running your hand through it, Sirius giving a content sigh.

Little did the two of you know, your father was standing at the end of the hallway. “Y/N! It’s time to leave.” “Coming! see you later scruffy.” You get up, catching up to your father.

“We got back to my house, I’m getting an ear full right as we walk in…”

“It’s not that big of a deal! It’s not like we kissed!” You stood up for yourself, a rare thing for you to do, but you hated it when they had a go at you about your friendship with Sirius.

“And be lucky you didn’t!” You mother added in “What would you do if I did! I’m already used to all the things you do!”

Like the snap of a finger your father was right in front of you, you had never felt so small. He put his wand to your temple, that’s when your eyes wide.

“If you kiss that boy, I will throw you out that door. I won’t hesitate.” He had such a serious face, you knew he would do it. You could see out of the corner of your eyes that even your mother was shocked.

You fall back against the tree, your head hitting it with a light ‘thump’ the dog got up and curled up on your lap. “My father didn’t let me see him again. You know, I never told Sirius that. I didn’t tell him the majority of what they did to me. He was dealing with enough as it is so I didn’t want to add my issues to that. I think I’ve only told him one thing about them, and it wasn’t about anything serious.” At this point you had tears falling gently down your cheeks, which the dog licked off your cheek, making you chuckle

“That’s the only time I’ll let you do that bud.” You smile kissing the top of his head, the dog seemed to be smiling at you.

“For a while after that, I wanted to kiss Sirius. To get back at my father...But if I’m honest...I’ve always wanted to kiss him.”

The dog’s ears prick up, his grey eyes looked as though he was thinking. He jumped off your lap and grabbed the nearest stick, basically throwing it at you. “Ow,” You muttered.

You grabbed the stick from your lap and tossed it as far as you could, the dog going after it straight away. You sit back to the tree closing your eyes with a sigh waiting for the dog to come back. You heard something approaching, thinking it's the dog. But before you opened your eyes.

You felt a soft press to your cheek. You snap open your eyes flinching away, looking over to the person kneeling next to you, hands behind their back.

“Sirius?” “The one and only.” He winked. “Why are you out here? No one comes down here.”

“Let’s just say, a little dog told me someone needed some help.” He smiled pulling the stick from behind him and waving it slightly from side to side. You look at it for a moment, your eyebrows frowning as you put the pieces together.

“You’re that dog? But..what?...how?...this is so weird Sirius.” “I’ll admit it is a tad weird” He sits next to you properly “But y/n I just had to come out and say this. I haven't forgotten about you, far from it actually, I was just too nervous to talk to you again.”

“Too nervous? The famous Sirius Black nervous to talk to someone, are you sick? Do I need to take you to Madam Pomfrey?” The two of you laughed.

“Nah, it was just, after that Christmas when you stopped talking to me, I thought I did something to make you hate me.” He looked away from you.

With a mischievous smirk, you use two fingers to bring his face back to look at you “You know scruffy, I think it’s time for a little payback.” “Wha- ” He starts but you cut him off when you kiss his cheek, making his cheeks heat up.

You pull back to look at him properly, but he quickly pulls you to him, kissing you on the lips. You run your fingers through his soft hair. When you finally pull apart (stupid lungs needing air) but you keep your foreheads pressed together.

“Your hair is as scruffy as it used to be.” “My hair is not scruffy!” He fake pouts and you both laugh, leaning into another kiss.

Fin.

#harry potter #hp #sirius black #sirius #sirius x reader #sirius x reader imagine #sirius black x reader #sirius black x reader imagine #sirius black imagine #sirius fluff #sirius black fluff #sirius x reader fluff #sirius black x reader fluff #marauders #marauder sirius #padfoot #padfoot fluff

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pathetiic-fallacy · 4 years

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I was tagged by the rat queen herself @holy-palmers-kiss

rules: answer 17 questions and tag 17 people!

Nickname: oh jeez idk

Zodiac sign: Scorpio baybeyyy

Height: 5’6.5

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Last thing I googled: okay so I was trying to find a pic to send to my discord group so its “have you ever heard of a staph infection” which is probably weird out of context

Song stuck in my head: Strawberry Blonde by queen Mitski

Following: 2064

Followers: 1855

Amount of Sleep: Okay so ideally I like getting the 8 hours but lately I’ve been trying to be an early bird so I’ve been getting like 6.5

Lucky Number: 2

Dream Job: I like the idea of being a coffee shop owner but also I just want to live in the woods with some goats ya feel

Wearing: my pjs

Favourite Song: oh jeez its probably either Seventeen by Peach Pit or Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac

Instruments: I’m not great at it but I have a uke and a few guitars in my room and I used to play flute, tuba, euphonium, and cello in school

Random Fact: Ive been trying to learn how to skateboard but I am very intimidated by the teen skaters in my neighboorhood. I do not like being perceived by them. Also I have made and currently own a long furby (who is my lovely cursed son)

Aesthetics: cottagecore, witchcraft, PNW, twinkly lights, crystals, too many mugs, house plants, patterned shirts, messy bookshelves, frizzy hair, long skirts, loving and being overly affectionate with your friends

I’m tagging: @punkwyrm @shojobro @ghosstkid @vipertooth @peachbotttom @jortsbian @gemder @blood-stricken @pramcine @waggledaggle @isaacslaheys @kuninkaanmies @kasper4485 @poweredbycreativityandcake @nofearforthesettingsun @dreamycalypso @sleevesareforlosers

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moonlitrevolutionary · 4 years

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𝕃𝕖𝕥’𝕤 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕪

𝔸𝕟𝕕

𝔼𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℝ𝕚𝕔𝕙

〔 HERIZEN GUARDIOLA, ETERNALLY EIGHTEEN, CIS FEMALE 〕╰ MARISOL NUÑEZ just came over half - blood hill . you know , the HUNTER OF ARTEMIS who was claimed one hundred and forty seven years ago ? i’ve heard chiron say that she is DETERMINED & RESOURCEFUL , but if you ask the aphrodite kids , they’d say they’re RESERVED & JUDGEMENTAL . i’d say they remind me of a silver bow , gazing at the stars , eyes burning with passion , cries for revolution , especially since they’re NEUTRAL .

Stats

Name: Marisol Núñez

Nicknames: Maris, Mari

Age: 18 physically, technically she is 165

Birthday: May 10th, 1855

Gender + Pronouns: cis female, she/her

Sexuality: Not interested (Asexual and Aromantic)

Godly parent: N/A she was a mortal before becoming a hunter

Abilities: Enhanced Physical Prowess, Archery Expertise, Eternal Youth, Zoolingualism

Ethnicity: Cuban and Jamaican (her mother’s mother came from Jamaica in the early 19th century . )

Birthplace: Bayamo, Cuba

Nationality: Cuban

Faceclaim: Herizen Guardiola

Height: 5 foot 10

Hair color: black

Eye color: brown

Dominant hand: she is right handed

Distinguishing features: the various scars and marks across her body due to battles, a tattoo of the Cuban flag made of flowers on her shoulder, and a royal palm tree, each palm including a family member's name. She adds a new frond for each new member.

Personality + Aesthetic

Positive traits: Loyal, Justice Driven, Hardworking, Driven, Determined, Resourceful.

Negative traits: Reserved (around non hunters), Judgemental, Recalcitrant, Dogmatic, Opinionated, Radical

Mbti: ISFP-A ;The Adventurer

Enneagram: 8, the challenger

Archetype: The revolutionary

Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff (I was really surprised by this, but I can see it. She is insanely loyal, and is hardworking. Sure she puts her work ethic to use for things like dismantling the patriarchy, but she is hardworking and diligent nonetheless. )

Zodiac: Taurus

Candle scent: Mahogany Teakwood

Element:Fire

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Kinsey Scale: X

Deadly sin: Pride

Greatest Virtue: Diligence

Fatal flaw: Her Loyalty. She will do whatever she must to take care of her loved ones, and will sacrifice herself before anyone else every time.

Fashion: She dresses pretty comfortably. Like usually comfy pants, some sort of jacket, and a tshirt. She pulls it off, but man she definitely goes for comfort of looks.

Goals + Desires: She wants a world where everyone is equal, where everyone can be who they want, and can live how they want, without anyone telling them what to do. She also may want to destroy all established governments..

Biggest Fear: She is afraid of losing her family, including the hunters. She has already lost Zoe, she wants to lose no more.

Most Irrational Fear: Pteromerhanophobia, a fear of flying. She was born before planes were invented, and in her mind, it’s just wrong and shouldn’t happen.

Hobbies: She likes to practice archery, she likes to go sit in the woods and talk to the animals. She likes to dance when she is bored, as well as finding somewhere to climb. She can often be found up in a tree, reading a book, for hours on end.

Habits: she mutters to herself in Spanish about people. She wrings her hands when she is nervous, she also picks at her nails. When frustrated she clenches her fists and recites children's songs in her head to calm down.

Favorites

Food: her mother’s La Caldosa. (Chicken soup)

Drink: an ice cold glass of water.

Movie: That’s funny, she is pretty clueless on movies. .

Book: She personally likes anything by Agatha Christie.

Song: La Bella Cubana

Flower: The White Mariposa

Animal: Raccoons, they make the best conversation. .

Season: Fall

Day: Sunday, it is peaceful and quiet.

Month: November

Time of day: Night, after everyone else has gone to bed and she is left alone with her thoughts.

Camp stuff

When did they arrive: Her first visit was in 1874, about a year and a half after she joined the hunters.

When were they claimed: She wasn’t claimed, but she joined the Hunters when she was 18, back in 1873.

How did she join: She was in a cell, after being captured by the Spanish military. She had been there for 4 days when she was visited by Artemis. They had found out who she was and had found her mother and siblings. They threatened to hurt them if she didn’t tell them everything she knew about the rebel army’s plan. She was praying to anyone who would listen, to help her save her family, when Artemis appeared and offered to let her join the hunters and that together they could save her family. She hasn’t regretted it since.

Opinion on the new cabins: she is neutral.

Why? : this is like the only thing she is neutral about. It’s not really her world, so she doesn’t feel right getting all high and mighty about it.

Opinion on Lyssa: Now she has a lot of opinions on Lyssa. She believes that no one should tell someone that they don’t belong. It pissed her off and she may want to hit her.

Go to weapon: Her silver bow that can transform into a small moon necklace.

Ambrosia: her mother La Caldosa.

Favorite camp location: Either the forest of the climbing wall.

Quests: More than she can count.

Story

Marisol was born in Cuba in 1855 to a wealthy Cuban born farmer and his wife. She was the eldest of seven children. She was 13 when the 10 years war began. Her father joined the rebel army, fighting for their country's independence. 2 years into the war, her father was killed in action. This devastated her whole family.

Marisol wanted continue to help the revolution, even though her father was gone, so she disguised herself as a man and ran off to fight for the rebel army. She fought in the rebel army for 3 years before she was caught by the Spanish. They laughed at her, when it was revealed she was a woman; and locked her up, believing she would be easy to break, since she was a woman. She was questioned by them for days on end. They even were able to find out who she was, and therefore her family.

It was that night, after they threatened her family, that she met Artemis. She prayed to anyone who would help her save her family. Her prayers were answered by Artemis. She appeared in the cell, and made her an offer. If she swore off love and promised her allegiance to Artemis, she would become one of her hunters, and would be granted abilities that would help her protect her family, as well as immortality. She promised to help her fight these injustices, and promised that if she was willing, together they would fight to protect innocents, and for independence. She agreed quickly, and became a hunter of Artemis.

With the help of Artemis and her newfound sisters, she was able to save her family, helping them escape to America, New york specifically, where they would be safe.

It was hard to say goodbye. Her family was devasted, they hadn't heard from her in years, since she joined the rebels, and they thought they got her back, only to have her leave again. She knew it was for the best, that the life they expected her to lead was not what she needed. She still visited at least once a year, as she watched her siblings grow, and then their children, and then their children's children. They still tell stories of the great great aunt, their protector.

She has now been with Artemis for almost 150 years, and has proven herself time and time again to be a loyal sister to the goddess and the hunters. She finds comfort with her new family.

Inspirations.

ENJOLRAS from Les Miserables

ZOE NIGHTSHADE from Percy Jackson

THALIA GRACE from Percy Jackson

TOPH from Avatar

MULAN from Mulan

MARY READ an English pirate

LADY KIMA OF VORD from Critical Role

“𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝

𝕋𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖

𝔻𝕠 𝕨𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

𝕋𝕠 𝕒 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕨?

ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕤

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕡𝕒𝕪?”

ABC Cafe/Red and Black, From Les Miserables

“𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦

𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖”

𝕄𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖

Might not like me, by Brynn Elliot

“𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕀 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖

𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕒 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤”

Fight Song, by Rachel Platten

“𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕒 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕒 𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤

𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕣, 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝔽𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕤”

The Resistance, by Skillet

“𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕪

𝕀’𝕞 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕞𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕞𝕖

𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖

𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕪”

Anarchy, by Neon Hitch

“𝕊𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣

𝕋𝕠 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖

'ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦

𝕄𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖”

I’d rather be me, from Mean Girls

#【Ｌｅｔ’ｓ　Ｄｉｓｍａｎｔｌｅ　ｔｈｅ　Ｐａｔｒｉａｒｃｈｙ】Marisol Introduces #ambrosia:intro #I’ll add wanted connections later

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urbanhermit · 3 years

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Today's historical pics: My Hogwarts. 1984-1985 Doctoral Studies at Chicago Theological Seminary (University of Chicago, Hyde Park). The Seminary opened in 1855. In the 1920s, Anton Boisen, a pioneer in the hospital chaplaincy movement and founder of the Council for the Clinical Training of Theological Students, began lecturing every fall quarter in the social ethics department of CTS. In 1932, he took over the chaplaincy of Elgin State Hospital (now Elgin Mental Health Center) and founded a Chicago arm of the Council for the Clinical Training of Theological Students. His work to help theological students better understand and minister to physically, mentally, and emotionally ill people ultimately led to the founding of the Association for Clinical Pastoral Education. Boisen's ashes are interred in the CTS cloisters. The original buildings were designed by Herbert Riddle and built between 1923 and 1928. Riddle was the architect for Mather Tower in the Loop, as well as many buildings in New York. The original CTS building complex included stained glass windows, medieval style groin vaulting, furniture, lighting fixtures, ceramic ornament and tile work, and architectural relics—all of the highest quality of the day. The seminary, which was for decades located at 5757 South University Avenue in the Hyde Park neighborhood of Chicago, adjacent to the University of Chicago, during the 2011/2012 academic year moved to 1407 East 60th Street, also in Hyde Park. The building designed by Riddle that had served as a seminary for decades became home to the Department of Economics at the University of Chicago and the Becker Friedman Institute for Research in Economics. In May 2008, the University of Chicago Board of Trustees Executive Committee authorized the purchase of two CTS buildings and an adjacent parking lot. Additionally, the University of Chicago agreed to construct a new seminary building at 60th Street and Dorchester Avenue. The seminary's new building, designed by Nagle Hartray Architecture with staunch commitments to environmental sustainability, is located at 1407 E. 60th Street and is LEED Gold-certified and fully ADA accessible. https://www.instagram.com/p/CSqr-gmrR_t/?utm_medium=tumblr

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just this once

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3wQQ3d4

by multifandom_fiasco

you, a (SELECT HOUSE) are in your last year of Hogwarts and you want to finish it on a high note. while dating severus snape since the summer of your sixth year and beginning of your seventh, you decided you wanted to test something; sexting. this’ll be interesting.

Words: 1855, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Severus Snape, Severus, Snape, Reader, Y/n - Character

Relationships: Severus Snape x Reader, Severus Snape x You, Severus Snape/Reader, Severus Snape/You

Additional Tags: Sexting, Dirty Talk, Fingering, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Teacher-Student Relationship, Teacher/Student, Teacher x Student

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3wQQ3d4

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape #Snape #Professor Snape #SS

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OC x OC Love Interests

Heads up: all my OCs are bi until proven otherwise (meaning there isn't a sexuality set for them yet)

I. The Founders Era

Soledad Delgado (b.968) fc: Irene Escolar

She's immortal

Ambitious, will get her way no matter what

Is loyal to nobody but herself for centuries

Is still alive in the modern era

Wants power

Kenna Thorne (b. c980/90) fc: Ivana Baquero

Daughter of Luxia

Warrior

Enemies-to-lovers/starcrossed lovers trope

Adventurous, reckless, with a stormy temper

Xanthe Arcano (b.1240) FC: Bethany Antonia

Daughter of Zoya and Skall

Conqueror on her own right

Skalafell princess

Fiery temper, no-bullshit woman

Commits many war crimes

II. The Victorian Era

Angelique Bellerose (b.1878) FC: Eleanor Tomlinson

Free spirited

Loves horse-riding and sports

Rich and French

Wants a storybook love

Later author of children's book

Annabel Cifuentes (b.1855) FC: Blanca Suárez

Spanish noblewoman

Ran away from arranged marriage

Divination professor

Predicted many happenings of my lore

Looking for people her age or professors at Hogwarts

III. Word War One

Corrine Lovette (b.1888) FC: Kate Beckinsale

Scientist

Literal genius

Single mother

Hyper-independent

Wants to prove herself

IV. Riddle Era

Geena Greenaway (b.1930) FC: Sevda Erginçi

Immortal

Was the wife of Henrick of Alderly and is ancestor of Naila

Has an unique power

Doesn't age ever

Looking for an epic love with someone who's her equal or willing to be her equal

Modern candidates must be over 18

V. Magic Awakened

Lucille Dubois (b.1997) FC: Valentina Zenere

Evil

Ravenclaw

Is cursed

Looking for someone who'll join her evil quest

Dies young and under mysterious circumstances

Preferences:

Stories that match

Mutuals I have less than three ships

Mutuals I haven't interacted with yet

Won't accept:

People I've blocked (this is directed)

Non-mutuals

#oc x oc connections #soledad delgado #kenna thorne #xanthe arcano #oc: angelique bellerose #oc: annabel cifuentes #oc: corrine lovette #oc: geena greenaway #oc: lucille dubois

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stacylaughs · 5 years

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May 3-10, 2019

I flew from Paris (ORY) to Porto (OPO) for €55 on Transavia (+ €15 checked bag). I loved Portugal and my daily rotation of olá (hello), obrigada (thank you said by women), tchau (bye), and saúde (cheers). This was my first time hearing Portuguese and in Portugal, it sounded like Spanish spoken in a Russian accent, to me.

Taking the metro from the airport to the city is very easy. Get an Andante Card (€0.50) and just get one trip for now. During my trip, I only used it one more day (to go to the beach). Remember, you just need to scan your card before you get on the train, not after.

The city is hilly but very walkable, lots of to eat and drink, beautiful architecture, and really kind people. I loved the French architecture sprinkled around the town, as well as the British influence with phone boxes. Can’t help but mention that I ate a lot of bacalhau (cod fish) in this town, and that strangers will ask you if you want drugs (e.g. weed and cocaine) endlessly.

I was there during a special week when university students were celebrating graduation. It was a huge party in the streets every day. J.K. Rowling lived in Porto and was inspired by these students to create, Hogwarts, I think, based on their school uniforms. It’s been told that she was also inspired by the bookstore, Livraria Lello, though I’m not sure if I recommend the €5 charge to get into the crowded spot.

While in Porto, I stayed at Yes!, a boutique hostel ($24.35/night), that I highly recommend. Great location, accommodation, and people.

Some other things I enjoyed:

Do the classic free walking tour to understand the city better in just a few hours. Be sure to tip at least €10-20.

Lots of beautiful churches to see, inside with gold on wood carvings and outside with decorated tile.

The gardens (Jardim das Virtudes, Jardim Botanico do Porto, Jardins do Palacio de Cristal, etc.) were empty since people were celebrating graduation, but they’re always worth a visit. Walk or have a sit.

Cemitério de Agramonte - Built in 1855, this cemetery includes one of Portugal’s most important sculpture collections, including works by Soares dos Reis and Texeira Lopes.

It’s super easy to take the metro to the Matosinohos Sul stop and then walk a few blocks to Praia de Matosinhos and miles of beautiful beaches.

Go to one of the Manteigaria chains for the best egg tarts in the world.

O Afonso - This place has the best francesinha. It’s a Portuguese sandwich originally from Porto, made with bread, wet-cured ham, linguiça, fresh sausage like chipolata, steak or roast meat, and covered with melted cheese and a hot thick tomato and beer sauce. It is typically served with french fries.

Casa Guedes - Get the pork and cheese (#8) with wine or beer. The wait is worth it! They’re working nonstop to get you your order as quickly as they can.

Murça no Porto - Not fancy and somehow became my favorite restaurant in Porto. Soup, meal, loads of wine, and dessert for €6.50.

Letraria - I love the beer garden in the back.

Pinguim Café - May be the bar that stays open the latest in Porto

Café Majestic - Tea for €6 is hard to swallow, but it sure is pretty in here. I could imagine Rowling sitting in here and thinking up wizards.

Be sure to walk across the Dom Luís I Bridge, crossing the River Douro to visit Vila Nova de Gaia. Then, drink all the port in the lovely cellars available. I’d suggest starting at Caves Ramos Pinto, visit the roof top at Porto Cruz, Caves Calem, and then wherever your heart desires. I didn’t want as much knowledge on port as the port tour I went on, gave me. Honestly, I just wanted drinks.

I wish I had eaten Portuguese chicken and seen the Parque de Serralves, but maybe next time!

#portugal #travel #travelportugal #port #eurotrip

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nanowrimo · 7 years

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5 Famous Female Authors Who Wrote Under Male or Androgynous Pen Names

Throughout history, authors in all genres have used pseudonyms for a variety of reasons, sometimes writing under as many as three, or four--or more!--pen names. Today, in honor of International Women’s Day, we’ve compiled a list of some of the most influential women writers who have had to write under male or androgynous monikers at some point in their careers:

1. Zeb-un-Nissa

(1630-1702)

Zeb-un-Nissa was an Imperial Princess of the Mughal Empire in India. She was a dedicated scholar, and fluent in three languages (Persian, Arabic, and Urdu). She is said to have loved reading so much that her personal library became the best in the Empire.

Zeb-un-Nissa was also an accomplished poet, and started writing and reciting her own poetry as early as 14 years old. Although her father, Emperor Aurangzeb, disapproved of her writing, she continued to do so under the male name “Makhfi”, which generally translates to “The Hidden One”.

Later in her life, Zeb-un-Nissa was arrested and imprisoned. Accounts vary on the reason for her imprisonment, but one theory is that her poetry threatened the austere, orthodox rule of her father. Although she died after many years in prison, her poems continue to be popular.

Via an excerpt from the Library of Congress website.

2. The Brontë Sisters

(1816--1855)

Ok, so this means our list technically contains more than five authors. But we found it impossible to pick a favorite from the three sisters.

Although the names of Charlotte, Emily, and Anne Brontë are now well-known to everyone from high school students to classic novel enthusiasts, this was not always the case. When they began publishing their novels, the Brontë sisters used the male pseudonyms Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell, respectively.

Charlotte summed up their reasoning for using the aliases best: “We did not like to declare ourselves women, because–without at that time suspecting that our mode of writing and thinking was not what is called ‘feminine’–we had a vague impression that authoresses are liable to be looked on with prejudice.”

Via Heather Armitage in this article for Culture Up.

3. Pearl S. Buck

(1892--1973)

Despite critical acclaim--including receiving a Pulitzer Prize for her novel The Good Earth and a Nobel Prize for Literature--Pearl S. Buck sometimes wrote under the masculine pseudonym “John Sedges” in the later stages of her career.

In her own words, Buck said that she chose a masculine pen name “because men have fewer handicaps in our society than women have in writing as well as in other professions.” She also felt that female authors “are not taken as seriously as men, however serious their work. It is true that they often achieve high popular success. But this counts against them as artists.”

Via Vanessa Künnemann in Middlebrow Mission: Pearl S. Buck's American China.

4. Alice C. Browning

(1907--1985)

Alice C. Browning was an American teacher, writer, editor, and publisher. She lived and worked in Chicago, where she created platforms to highlight African-American voices in literature. From 1944 to 1946, Browning published a literary magazine, Negro Story, and later founded and directed the International Black Writers Conference.

In the words of Professor Bill V. Mullen in Writers of the Black Chicago Renaissance:

“Browning’s stories appeared regularly in Negro Story. Nearly always she wrote under the pseudonym ‘Richard Bentley.’ This possibly reflected her desire to mask her role as editor and writer for the magazine. It also was a symbolic reminder, for readers and friends who knew her, of the impetus for starting the journal: namely the feeling that Black women and women writers in particular were being shunned by mainstream literary markets. The pseudonym also gave Browning perhaps playful free rein to write and publish stories that foregrounded taboo gendered and racial themes.”

5. Joanne Rowling

(1965--Present)

It’s hard for us to imagine an alternate universe where Harry Potter isn’t one of the bestselling book series of all time. But before Harry ever took his first trip to Hogwarts, publishers weren’t so sure that the book would be a blockbuster hit.

Before the release of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, publishers were concerned that young male readers would refuse to pick up a book penned by a female author. They convinced author Joanne Rowling to go by the non-gender-specific initials “J. K.” to draw in that demographic of readers. (Fun fact: Ms. Rowling does not, in fact, have a middle name. She chose the “K” in honor of her grandmother, whose name was Kathleen.) In an interview, Rowling commented: "It was the publisher's idea; they could have called me Enid Snodgrass. I just wanted it [the book] published."

Via Richard Savill in this article for The Telegraph.

While it may seem hard to imagine that publishers could still carry a (conscious or unconscious) bias against women--especially after success stories like Rowling’s--some recent social experiments have shown that this is still an issue. In honor of National Women’s History Month, let’s celebrate and recognize all the amazing women who write.

#nanowrimo #international women's day #national women's history month #writers #writing #Zeb-un-Nissa #the bronte sisters #pearl s. buck #Alice C. Browning #j. k. rowling #reading #women

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