#not fireandgold

[firendgold]

The whole "manipulative!Dumbledore" trope is brainless anyway, but it's especially dumb when you do the slightest bit of analysis on Albus' behavior around kids. Namely, that he's like... okay at "raising" them as long as it's just doing basic stuff for them, but he prefers to have someone he feels is more qualified be up close and personal for the children's more emotional needs.

He does this with Ariana, taking care of her shelter and privacy while Aberforth is in her face being "the favorite" brother. He does it again (and even harder) with the students of Hogwarts after Ariana's death, going from being their cool Transfiguration professor who stomped on a fascist once to being their headmaster who's kind but kind of quirky and even deeper in the background than before, leaving the daily management to the Heads of House. There's no students whose personal lives, bank accounts or love lives Albus has any interest or influence in, during or on the edges of canon.

He has students he likes, sure, but we don't see any of them randomly visiting Albus for tea. No one writes letters asking for his advice on trivial matters—it's always potentially world-ending shit. Even when Albus' students become adults and potentially friends or colleagues, their decisions to become either anti-Voldemort revolutionaries or Ministry drones are entirely their own, and none of them use the change in dynamic to get any closer to him.

And rather than the fanon moustache-twirling villain who likes chortling over inheritances or love potions or the Greater Good™ or whatever inflated or made-up nonsense, the real Albus seems perfectly happy to have no particular favor for or (paternal) guiding hand for anyone else—until he meets Harry.

And even then, Albus trots out his typical kindly-but-detached "parenting style" at first, letting McGonagall be his Head of House and Molly and Sirius get up close to play surrogate-mum and brother-dad, only to get a wake-up call when that doesn't quite fit neatly around Harry "hi, I have no blood family left that gives a shit, please adopt me" Potter's skinny shoulders.

#Albus Dumbledore #dumbledore meta #fireandgoldposts #not fireandgold

[yesimmortalspiritblog]

The poem is in the caption. I wrote it for the element May prompt @thoughtconnection tagged by Denise @nobullheart ~ Slide to see the prompt photo. Thank you Denise for the tag! I revisted the fire piece I wrote years earlier. It's a long piece so I wrote a short version for the prompt. The image is a wallpaper I created movement to. Peace all you majestic souls of love and light!🕊🙏💞💞💞🕊 Poem: Golden Fire I am fire that can cause massive destruction. I leave a backlash trail so you can tell my fiery tale. My fiery nature is sometimes provoked, other times, I appear in a cloak. You believe, I am a season. I can burst into flames at any given reason. I am a life of golden fire, I know you do not desire. You cringe at my summer flare ups already making yourself upset to my potential presence. You fear me! Yet, I am warmth. I help you sustain your earthly comfort and zap the shivers in the coldest winters. I can rupture where butterflies roam and flowers bloom. In Spirit, butterflies flutter their wings in my fiery flames. And roses bloom in my golden plumes. You can dance in my golden fire and never choke in my feathers. You won't even burn or wobble in my flames if only you can tame the fear of my fiery squabble. Have you heard of the three men a king casted into the burning fiery furnace? The king was astounded to see four men walking in the midst of my golden fire and did not burn. He was further stunned that the fourth was like the Son of God. Author: Lorenza Palomino @godzillionloveandlight ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you are intersted in reading the story about the king and the three men, you can find it in Daniel 3:16-28 KJV ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #goldenfire #mayprompt #element #fireelement🔥 #iamfire #poetryandfire #poetryandteatime #threemen #shadrachmeshachabednego #kingnebuchadnezzar #daneil #kjv31628 #godandfire #godisfire #fieryeyes🔥 #kingandmen #fireislife #fireandmeat #fireandme #fireiswarmth #fireandgold #fireisgolden #donotfearfire #donotfearanything #godiswithyou #loveiswithyou #angelsarewithyou #fearnot #mybrethrens🙏 (at Golden Fire-Rescue) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdRfJE-vqFI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[blackleatherjacketz]

Mother’s Milk

(Gif by @alexguerinvalenti)

Homelander x OC 

As promised... here is a very mommy-centric fic for our big bad scary baby.

Summary: Homelander visits a citizen he’s particularly thirsty for.

Warnings: Lemons, Grapefruit, Mommy Kink, Breastfeeding, Lust for a villainous Psychopath, Super Powers, Laser Vision, X-Ray Vision, Damaging Property

Word Count: 2677

Tags: @negansdirtygirl22 @genevievedarcygranger @annablack1102 @controversialqueenflorie @4charmed @fireandgold @vittosworld @ninjathrowingstork @raventrigonsdaughter 

Thunder crashed violently outside her house, vibrating the very window panes and salt shakers she'd collected over the years as they crashed onto the floor. One by one, they shattered in dozens of pieces at her feet before she opened the door to see just how bad the storm outside really was.

Instead of electric clouds and a charcoal grey sky, though, she saw the man she never thought she’d see again. He was standing in the middle of a tiny crater of concrete at the foot of her driveway, oblivious to the cost of his destruction. “Beautiful night, don’t you think?”

“Homelander,” she started, the mere sight of him pumping adrenaline back into her veins. “What are you doing here?”

She hadn’t seen him since the day they met, since that drunk driver nearly turned her into a Jackson Pollock painting of blood and bone on the storefront of Gino’s Deli. Screeching tires and scraping metal invaded her ears before she was snatched up into his arms and into the very sky above her. She thought she’d died right then and there, flying up to the heavens with what looked like an angel at her side as the sticky summer heat left the rubbery soles of her shoes.

She held her breath as she re-lived those memories, taking him in as her nation’s colors wrapped around him like a special gift on her own front porch. How did he find her here? Why did he seek her out? What made him decide to come here in the middle of the night? She opened her mouth to start asking these questions, but quickly decided against it.

Instead she folded her arms in front of her chest, attempting to shield herself from his knowing gaze even though she knew it was utterly pointless. Her heart began to race, her pulse audible in her ears as her breath quickened with each step he took toward her.

He was handsome in a textbook sort of way; bleach blonde locks falling in front of blue eyes with a blinding white smile to top it all off. Normally she wouldn’t look twice at him, immune to society’s shallow ideals of beauty and physical fitness, but there was something about him, wasn’t there? Something about the man who saved her life that she couldn’t quite explain as he stirred up a heat inside her.

“Can’t a superhero check in on his citizens?” His smile widened. He let his arms rise up to the height of his shoulders, glancing around the neighborhood as if he was looking for his house just down the road.

“Sure, I guess, I just… didn’t think you’d remember me.” She admitted, switching the weight in her hips as she stood against the door frame.

“Why wouldn’t I remember someone like you?” He let his arms fall to his side, the cheesy pretense he usually carried with him falling to the ground along with them. “Do you know what I was thinking the moment I saved your life?” He pointed at her as he started walking toward the house.

“What’s that?” she prodded, eager to hear his thoughts.

America’s hero stepped toward her, the stars and stripes of his cape swirling around him as a gust of wind blew his perfectly coiffed hair just out of place. He was a picture of patriotic purity, of honor and justice, but something about him made her tense up.

“I was thinking I’ve just GOT to see her again, somehow.” He paused in front of her, placing a hand on the door frame that separated the two of them. “Aren't you happy to see me?” He looked her over as the blue in his eyes disappeared, making room for his expanding pupils.

“Of course I am,” she admitted, her vital signs giving her away as she watched his smile melt into a smug grin.

“Then why don’t you be polite and invite me in, already?” ———————— “Quite a place you got here, Charlotte,” he stated condescendingly. “Small, quaint, but… nice.” He beamed as they entered her kitchen, the last stop of the dime tour.

“It’s enough for us,” she told him, slightly embarrassed at the size of her living quarters.

“You live here all alone? With the baby, I mean?” He turned on his heel and wiped some dust off the coffee pot. “No husband I need to worry about coming in here with a shotgun or anything?” His laugh filled the room with mirth as he mimicked a man trying to shoot him, his eyes momentarily glowing a deadly red before dimming back down to blue.

“No,” she said sheepishly, taking a step away from him. “It’s just us, no husband.”

“Nah, I’m just fucking with you, I know there’s no one else here.” He waved his hand nonchalantly in the air. “I had my assistant look you up before I came over, Charlotte, and let me tell you what, I am impressed!” He wiped the dust from his finger onto a dish rag hanging from the oven. “Newly divorced single mom working nights at the hospital?” He rose his eyebrows in approval, slowly waltzing toward her. “Holy shit, Charlotte, I mean, wow!” He scoffed. “Now, YOU are the real hero, here.” He pointed to her chest, the skin around his eyes gently wrinkling into crow’s feet.

She nodded, unable to find the words to describe the mixture of emotions she was feeling. He’d looked her up! Homelander of The Seven, America’s first defender! He actually spent time digging through her past before flying over here himself. But why? Was he suspicious of her? Was she under investigation? What else had he found besides her work history? High school photos? Marriage and divorce certificates? Failed job applications?

“So, do you like being a parent?” He cut her off, fingering the empty baby bottles next to her on the drying rack. “You really seem to have the whole ‘single mom’ thing working for you.” His crimson gloves formed quotations in the air.

“You think so?” she laughed, grasping the edges of the counter top as the space between them got smaller. “I’m still trying to figure it out, if I’m being completely honest,” she admitted, relishing the heat radiating off his massive body.

“Really? Well…” He stopped mid-sentence, his face dropping as his eyes scanned every inch of her body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. He zoned in through each layer of clothing, skin, circulation and lymphatics until he found what he really wanted.

“You’re still breastfeeding,” he assessed, sparkling eyes darting down to her heaving chest.

“Did you just scan me?” She furrowed her brow even though she really wasn’t that surprised. She’d assumed that someone like Homelander was scanning everyone everywhere all of the time. Why should she be any different?

“Relax, I scan everybody,” he reassured her emptily. “But you are, aren’t you?” His smile stretched the entire length of his face as he pressed himself into her, pinning her lower back against the kitchen counter. “All those maternal hormones just…” he closed his eyes and took in his breath, “Pumping through those veins of yours.” He let it out slowly, warm against her cheek as his eyes fluttered back open. “If you could only see what I see, Charlotte.”

Her heart skipped a beat as her mouth dropped open, the giant drum booming in her chest as she felt him start to grow against her. For whatever reason, breastfeeding was a turn-on for him, and she wasn’t about to shy away from that. She’d never experienced that before, but then again, she’d never slept with a superhero before either, so she figured there was a first time for everything.

“You’re swimming in oxytocin,” he boasted, taking his gloves off and setting them down behind her. “Can you feel it?” He traced his bare hands up her arms, shoulders and breasts, teasing the loose hemline of her tank top with his fingertips. “The let down?”

Every hair on her body stood on end, bringing attention to the delicious sensation she hadn’t felt in over a year as he pulled the fabric down to her nipples. Was this really happening? Did Homelander really want to sleep with… her? She nodded again in silence, noticing her own arousal match his enormous erection held hostage only by his bulletproof super suit.

“I can feel it,” she whispered breathlessly.

“I bet you can,” Homelander whispered, keeping that eerie smile plastered on his face as he cupped both of her breasts. “I mean,” he slid his thigh in between her legs, providing the friction she needed to get things going. “They’re hard as rocks, Charlotte,” he observed, lifting her up and placing her onto the counter top with just his thigh. “You must be aching!”

“Umm,” she muttered, adjusting herself on the counter top as she let him pull her tank top down below her waist.

“Whoa, momma, you’re beautiful,” he whispered under his breath, taking a step back to look at her.

“Momma?” she queried, searching his face for a reason why he hadn’t taken the rest of her clothes off.

“Can I… may I?” His demeanor seemed to change entirely, the sight of her breasts turning him into some sort of submissive young boy.

“Of course you can,” she told him, scooting to the edge of the counter. She reached out and grabbed his hand, trying her best to play along with whatever role reversal this was, and placed his palm on her left breast.

Homelander exhaled a breath neither of them knew he was holding in, his fingers slowly gripping her bosom before kneeling down and putting it into his mouth. His eyes rolled back into his head as he flicked her nipple with his tongue, bringing it in between his lips before suckling on her sensitive pink flesh.

Charlotte arched her back, pushing her chest into to him as his tongue lapped rhythmic circles around her areola. She couldn’t remember the last time someone took care of her body like this or put any effort into exciting her senses. She let her hands travel over his forearms and biceps, memorizing every superhuman muscle of his torso before weaving her fingers into his golden locks. She grasped onto them, tugging a little bit as he sucked harder on her nipple to relieve the building pressure brewing inside.

“Homelander,” she whispered, letting her eyes fall shut. Her lips curled into a smile as his other hand slid between her thighs, moving the fabric of her shorts away from her center. His fingers were softer than she imagined, gently spreading her moisture up and down the length of her cunt as he stopped just below her clit.

She rocked into his hand, urging him to continue playing her like a fiddle, but it was no use. His eyes were closed as he continued to suck, the clear white liquid filling the corners of his mouth before dripping down his chin. He was lost in a trance, unable to come out of it as his mouth drained the fluid from her body while forcing more moisture between her legs.

As satisfying as his mouth was, Charlotte hadn’t gotten off in a very long time, and she’d be damned if she had this big strong man in her kitchen without making that happen. She leaned forward as much as she could, let go of his hair, and slid her hand down the front of his pants. Jesus, he was huge. Thick, long, and ready, he throbbed against her palm as she slowly stroked him beneath the cloth.

Homelander finally pulled his mouth away from her, wiping the excess milk off with the back of his hand as he noticed what she was doing. He smiled and leaned into her, letting her continue stroking him as he brought his lips up to her ear.

“Did you like that?” he asked softly, eyelashes feathering the shell of her ear. “Was I a good boy?” He slid his fingers inside her entrance, rubbing her clit with his thumb as he bit down on her earlobe.

“Uh huh,” she moaned, her breath becoming shorter, more shallow as he pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in over and over again. He rubbed her clit up and down with ease, sending little waves of pleasure up into her core as she tried to catch her breath. “You’re a very good boy,” she played along, stroking him in the same rhythm.

“Thank you,” he started, pulling his fingers out of her and shoving them into his mouth. His cheeks flushed red as he sucked on her juices, staring at her like she was the only person left in the entire universe. “Can I have more?” he asked, taking his fingers out of his mouth before nodding toward her right breast.

“More?” She tilted her head to the side, taking a risk by playing into his fantasy again. “You think you deserve more?”

He nodded as she squeezed her palm up and down his length, holding him hostage in a pleasurable grip. “Yes,” he finalized.

“Take your pants off and give me what I want first,” she offered. “Then you can have some more,” she instructed, trying to sound more dominant than she actually was.

Homelander followed her instructions blindly and pushed his pants all the way down to his ankles, freeing himself from the restricting fabric. He stepped out of his boots and began to stroke himself in front of her, spreading a drop of precum over his head as he kept a hard line of eye contact with her. “Is this what you want?” He kept stroking.

Charlotte nodded, kicking off her shorts and scooting to the edge of the counter as her moisture left a slick trail behind her. She watched as he grinned with glee before pressing inside her, his girth much bigger than the man who got her pregnant as he disappeared inch by throbbing inch. He was magnificent in every way, filling her hungry wet walls as they stretched around to welcome him.

“You’re tighter than I thought you’d be!” he exclaimed as his hips became flush with hers.

“Yeah, well, it’s a muscle just like anything else,” she corrected him, tightening her walls as he pulled out to prove a point.

“Oh, fuck!” His eyebrows disappeared into his hairline, his breath escaping him as he grabbed her thighs and thrust back into her. The fact that he could see her, all of her; every organ and artery, every electric synapse and bundle of nerves revealed themselves as he watched her react to him on an anatomical level.

He kissed her mouth as he pumped into her, wrapping his hand around her throat to hold her still as he delivered thrust after thrust of immeasurable ecstasy. Any normal man would break a sweat at this rate, relentlessly hitting her pleasure center as her voice began to falter and her thighs began to shake, but Homelander was no normal man. That ecstasy in her core burned through her spine like electricity through a live wire as her toes curled and eyes rolled back into her head. This is what she wanted; this is what she needed. This was him saving her over and over and over again.

“Homelander!” Her cry was but a whisper, her walls clenching down even tighter as they spasmed and came together, the sensation almost too much to bear.

“Oh my God, Charlotte!” Homelander howled, throwing his head back as bright red beams of light burst out of his eyes just in time to scorch through her ceiling instead of her face. “Oh my God, fuck!” he repeated, spilling himself inside her before reluctantly letting go of her neck.

Charlotte's mouth dropped open in amazement. "What the fuck was that?" she asked, eyes wide in concern.

“THAT... was a close one. Sorry about that." He leaned in close and kissed her lips. "Can I have some more, now, please?”

#the homelander #homelander #the boys #homelander x oc #homelander fan fiction #the boys fan fiction #antony starr

[suziqleigh]

I found this on the sand. Hahaha and LOL. The Bay behind our room. #hcbcnj #fireandgold #Hecarriesme #Hecarriesyou #ilovemiaandizzy #downtheshore #route40 #southjerseyadventures (at Harvey Cedars Bible Conference)

#downtheshore #ilovemiaandizzy #hecarriesyou #hcbcnj #route40 #southjerseyadventures #fireandgold #hecarriesme

[dolceaversace-blog]

#DARK Knight #fireandgold #beamiller #betterthanbroadway =#scandal #shopaholics #gold #mirror #holograms #allgoldeverything

#scandal #fireandgold #beamiller #shopaholics #holograms #gold #allgoldeverything #dark #betterthanbroadway #mirror

[sgammatomusic-blog]

Scope out this dope cover of @beamiller - "Fire and Gold" by my super talented students! So proud! @talented_musicians @amazing.musicians @risingtalents1 dig it! • • • #beamiller #fireandgold #cover #talentedmusicians #risingtalent #amazingmusicians #ElixirStrings #teacher #teacherlife #displace #dunedin #brewery #musiclessons #tampamusic #carrollwood #seminoleheights #tampa #privatelessons #skypeme #music #art #beamillercover #popmusic #coversong (at Dunedin Brewery)

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[firendgold]

a comparison

things we learned about Albus Dumbledore from the secrets of dumbledore:

he's still hanging out with anachronistically-misplaced Minerva McGonagall

contrary to book canon, he is apparently still more concerned with his past feelings for Gellert than he is with the mystery of who killed his sister

also contrary to book canon, he 'sees' Gellert Grindelwald several times in the 20s and 30s, instead of not seeing him from 1899 - 1945

his annoying bitch-ass brother was a teen parent, apparently

things we did not learn about Albus Dumbledore from the secrets of dumbledore:

his exact birth date

any details at all about his relationship with his parents or Ariana

when and how he met or will meet Fawkes

when or how he met Nicolas Flamel

what sparked his interest in alchemy, transfiguration, etc.

whether he's really naturally brilliant or just self-taught and very well-read

what wood and magical item his frigging original wand is made of

#Albus Dumbledore #fireandgoldposts #not fireandgold #the secrets of dumbledore #I'm sorry y'all but every so often I think of this movie and I get REALLY. PISSED OFF...

[firendgold]

a whole-ass movie called the secrets of dumbledore comes out and yet we come out the other side of it still not knowing any of Albus Dumbledore's pertinent secrets, like... idk... when exactly in August his birthday is

#bruh #Albus Dumbledore #not fireandgold #fireandgoldposts

[firendgold]

hey"

Idk if you've ever heard of the fic The Hour of Wolves? It's an AU where Romilda gives Harry amortentia, exploring SA, eating disorders etc. It sounds like a whumpfest but it's actually really good and the Dumbledore/Harry interactions are soooo good and faithful imo.

oh dude, I love An Hour of Wolves. I love that fic so much. You know a fanfic's good when I absolutely despise its main ship (hinny) but I would recommend the fanfic to literally everyone on the planet as the best thing ever. There are times when I wish AHOW is what had HAPPENED instead of HBP, the Harry and Dumbledore interactions are just that good.

I'm a super big fan of Harry whump to a certain extent (as long as it gets better) and I'm locked in to when things get better in that one.

(This is one of those fics that also has me reminding myself that Romilda is only annoying and disrespectful in canon, lol. I have almost written some very unflattering things about Romilda in fanfic before remembering that AHOW!Romilda is not canon!Romilda and I shouldn't bash her for no reason.)

#thanks for the ask! #fireandgoldposts #not fireandgold #An Hour of Wolves #I don't know if the author's still involved in the fandom (if not... sad but understandable) but their Albus characterization is my ideal #their Albus and Harry live rent free in my head

[firendgold]

Dumbledore for the unhinged character bingo?

but of course!

whew boy, no bingos but this was a lot.

guess we'll go left to right row by row?

Daddy Issues: um, yeah. It might be glossed over in canon and fanon, but it seems pretty clear that Albus has at least some. Percival Dumbledore was taken from him early, after a moment where he lost control and inflicted violence on those who were both crueler and weaker than him, all in the name of protecting his family. That probably left very deep impressions on the young Albus' psyche: both I can't let myself be locked away like he was, my family needs me and doing the right thing means suffering.

Adult!Albus takes many risks and makes many choices that lead to unhappiness twined with safety, and I think it all comes back to his parents and his home life. We also don't ever see him with a mentor: we know he "worked with" Nicolas Flamel but we don't have a clear idea of how close they were, how long they worked together or anything like that. Like many men in the HP series, he's probably another one who searches in vain for a father figure to replace his original one.

*Incoherent sobbing*: me every day since I finished Half-Blood Prince as a kid, honestly. I'm still not over it. Deathly Hallows was the second of the one-two punches. And then more Dumbledore and Dumbledore family meta is coming out all the time, digging into just how lonely Albus must have been for years and years. Think about how the people he let himself love toward the end of his life all either died or nearly died. Think about how major themes of Albus' life story are trust and love and betrayal. You'll start crying too.

Angst Angst ANGST: So, Albus never gets to be a child past the age of about ten. His parents' combined choices mean that he has to spend all his school years lying to most of his acquaintances about the most intimate parts of his home life and his sister. He also learns a lot of direct and indirect fucked up lessons that stick with him until he's at least seventeen. His brother resents him. His father dies in jail with people cursing his name. His mother is killed by his sister as he graduates school. Then, at seventeen-almost-eighteen, Albus falls in love!... with a budding fascist and future genocidal murderer. They plot to Take Over the World, but in a nice way maybe?

And then The Big Fight happens, Ariana dies too, Aberforth becomes estranged from him, Grindelwald leaves and his whole worldview gets upended. Rather than take some time to go to therapy, Albus spends the rest of his life overachieving to make up for what he did, never allowing himself the weakness of personal attachments... that is, until he finds himself having budding fatherly feelings for Harry. But since he didn't do any of that therapy stuff, he fucks up at a critical moment and chooses his long-dead family over said potential-son by putting on an old ugly ring, and then he dies to try and save the wizarding world with a convoluted plan that worked by miracle's light. The end.

God fucking damn it let them be happy: This is directed more at the fandom than it is at That Woman. Can y'all please write something nice about Albus and Harry for once instead of the same mustache-twirling manipulative fascist-fucking greater good garbage? I'm so sick of it lol.

I want to cradle them gently in my arms: I mean... Albus would not let me. He's almost allergic to intimacy. But if he would...

Go to FUCKING therapy: ...self-explanatory in my other answers. I am firm in my belief that if Albus had just gone to fucking therapy he would be alive today, searching google for funny Muggle cat videos and sending them to his hot old French boyfriend. And he and Harry would meet up for tea and biscuits every week because they would have long since sorted out all their issues and moved on to just loving each other. *sniff*

WHY Are They Like This: tru. I mean... I have a general idea of Why Albus Is The Way He Is, but it doesn't mean I don't still ask this question often. The fact that we got a whole movie called The Secrets of Dumbledore but we didn't learn any of Albus' important fucking secrets kind of supports my unhinged obsessed researching though.

I'm SO normal about them: ...*nervous laughter*

I would take a bullet for them: ...or, you know, I would if he wasn't dead already. But if we're talking about all the incorrect and unnecessary shots he takes from the fandom, then absolutely this applies.

LEAVE. THEM. ALONE!: seriously, fandom, holy shit. Don't y'all want to attack some people who have slid past morally gray territory and into "actual irredeemable monster" territory once in a while? You know, like some of those green-robed fellows you lust after?

Mommy Issues: oh, broooo. if Albus has daddy issues then he for sure has mommy issues too. Kendra Dumbledore shaped the majority of his life by virtue of being the only parent around in his formative years. All the things she taught him keep cropping up in his mannerisms and decisions even a hundred years later. Secrets, misdirection, hiding people and things and ideas away... draw a line back to his mum and you've solved half the puzzle.

Hey do you want to hear a ten hour speech about this character: because I don't like going outside, it would be more of a "five hour tumblr post" that's a billion paragraphs, but yeah. I can almost always find something new to talk about with Albus. ^^

And that's everything! Thanks and sorry it took me so long!

#thanks for the ask! #Albus Dumbledore #unhinged character bingo #bingo board #not fireandgold #dumbledore meta #the dumbledore family #Albus and his family

[firendgold]

If you’re doing the violence ask game, can you do 9, 13 , and 19?

oooh, yes. I am indeed. Let's not delay. My friend the read-more is here to help.

choose violence ask game

9. worst part of canon

This is a very 2007 era, "I just finished Deathly Hallows" opinion, but even after all this time, I think the epilogue really is the worst part of canon. Not just because I personally dislike the canon ships, but because JKR (hereafter referred to as That Woman) had the opportunity to do some more "show not tell" for Life After Voldemort, to flesh out what the characters' priorities would be after defeating the figurehead of Wizarding Britain's prejudice and a few of his public cronies, and she just... didn't.

I probably could have stomached the canon ships if more attention was paid in the epilogue to the reforms that were made or being made to society, the ones that have only passing mentions in Pottermore or post-book interviews—the reformation of Azkaban/removal of dementors, actually seeing Harry as an Auror/Department Head (perhaps chasing down some minor league foe?), or any sort of follow up on the themes That Woman set up in the series. In DH alone we have heroes falling from pedestals, the gritty realities of war for the average people, hostile takeover of an already corrupt government, falsely torturing and imprisoning innocent people, the fallout of being betrayed by peers and/or superiors you trust, more kids becoming orphans... I could go on. There's many, many issues for the war's survivors to tackle once the dust has settled.

But we don't get that. Instead we get "here, look, the main characters got married and had kids! even Teddy is dating someone! you remember Teddy right? last time you saw him he was a baby, and now he's all grown up with a Weasley girlfriend! love love love! kiddos off to Hogwarts again! isn't that charming?" Eh... not really. I, uh, wanted to know if society has improved at all...?

I definitely get the appeal of having the "back to normal" feeling of Kids Boarding the Train at the Platform, I do... it just wasn't what I expected for the end of Harry Potter. In my not-so-humble opinion, "and then they got married and had kids" is boring in literature of any kind. It's just so boring. And it's worse for a world of magic where the characters could be doing anything else.

13. worst blorboficiation

I'm becoming such an old I had to look this up to make sure I knew what it meant before giving my opinion. :')

Am I allowed to say more than one person? This is me choosing violence, so I'm going to list off all the HP ones that came to my mind once I knew the definition.

Remus Lupin. Holy shit, bro. This fandom has ruined this character. I get that people like him. (I like him too!) I get that he's very hard to pin down because he's one of the more mysterious people, but (until recently) I've never seen a character who's pretty neutral in canon get so positively inflated by the fandom. And it's literally just because of wolfstar. Sirius gets inflated too (more on that in a sec), but Remus gets inflated just because long ago fans decided that the two of them were obviously together and, by extension, would be perfect, flawless co-dads for Harry. You could argue that Remus doesn't really show much romantic feeling towards Tonks until DH, but you'd also have to argue that he doesn't show much romantic feeling (or feelings at all, besides grief and nostalgia) for anyone.

But like... I'm not a total Debbie Downer. I get the appeal of wolfstar alone and wolfstar dads, really, but they're hard to completely buy into (especially when the latter usually turns into a Dumbledore bashfest). Sometimes fans act like their ideal of who Remus is and what he is to Harry, Sirius, and other characters is canon when it's not. Preferable to canon, maybe, but not source material at all. The wolfstar-partner-raising-Harry!Remus is nowhere close to the real Remus. The real Remus:

is unaccounted for for the first 10 years of Harry's time at the Dursleys, and for his first and second year, with no retroactive explanation given

doesn't contact Harry after year 3, and indeed isn't even seen or mentioned again until year 5

is only briefly around Harry in year 6 (you know, the year right after Sirius dies)

consents to starting a family and then almost immediately tries to leave that family behind once he finally gets bit by the "oh, maybe now I should try being Harry's surrogate parent" bug, then doesn't understand why that pisses Harry off

So. Yeah. You teach a kid the Patronus charm one time and suddenly you're the man who can Do No Wrong in 99.3% of all fanon material. It's irritating. Ships and/or found family stuff could wrangle with the man Remus is, they just choose not to in favor of recycling old fanon archetypes.

Sirius Black. Much of the same said above about Remus applies to Sirius tenfold. Sirius cares about Harry, sure, but lots of fans like to sand over the part where Sirius made one little protest about Harry going to the Dursleys, then fully committed to going after Pettigrew in 1981 without telling anyone about the Secret-Keeper switch, or anything that would have kept him out of jail even in our aforementioned corrupt wizarding society. In their minds, that evil meanie Dumbledore forced him to not whisk Harry away to Black Manor or whatever to raise him. *eyeroll*

Sirius is a character who is developmentally delayed in canon, but some of his fans downright infantilize him. Poor Sirius, he just wanted to be a baby gay and raise Harry but the Ministry/Dumbledore/That Woman just wouldn't let him. (You can argue the last one, but it is SO RARE to find a fanfic where Sirius has to grow the fuck up and face the consequences of his early choices, while also actually taking steps to be better and be a good surrogate dad for Harry.) Just because Sirius is Harry's godfather doesn't mean he's a perfect one. And he's not dealing with a typical kid either. Sirius and Harry wouldn't easily or neatly slot into typical familial roles because they've both Been Through Some Shit—and that's why their relationship is so compelling.

And I haven't even gone into the other side of fanon!Sirius, the one who's this devil-may-care man who Got All The Ladies in his time, is mostly physically and mentally unaffected by his Azkaban stint, and is only around to: support Harry in whatever independent!Harry schemes he has going on (screw Dumbledore! run away from the war somehow! become a Cool Dude! fight the power!), blather on about Lordships and fanon shit the real Sirius wouldn't give one toss about, or to give him girl advice on whatever girl (or harem) Harry is being shipped with in that particular fic. The only reason this version of Sirius isn't an obvious homophobic backlash to the "Sirius is gay" version is because I'm pretty sure this version came first chronologically in fandom. I'm actually not sure which version of Sirius is more annoying to me.

last but not least, we have:

Daphne Greengrass. Technically I shouldn't be able to put her here, because she doesn't even HAVE a canon personality. Everything about her besides her name, her House, and her sister('s relationship to Draco) is completely made up. But fanon has come to a Consensus on her, and this consensus is THE MOST annoying made-up persona in a fandom where we also have "he's just misunderstood/traumatized by the Muggle wars/going about things the wrong way!" Tom Riddle/Voldemort, "he was just being mean to Harry for his cover/Harry deserved it" Severus Snape, "brightest witch of her age And No Other Personality Traits" Hermione Granger, "he WAS going to change sides, really!" Draco Malfoy, and "purebloods wanting to gatekeep magical society and call uppity muggleborns slurs is fine actually" fanon discourse, among other irritants. Maybe it was intriguing the first time I read it. Now, it's not.

Every single time I see "politically-neutral blonde/black-haired ice queen who teaches Harry about Noble Houses/convinces him that Not All Slytherins/gets him on the Right Political Path For His Future" I want to throw up in my mouth. It's so fucking boring. It's not what Harry Potter is about to me, it's not what it should be about, and it's not even what I look for in other media. (I think the Sword of Truth series is the only series I read where there's actual politics that I care about, and it's still high fantasy!) So much Daphne and Haphne fandom content just feels like a bunch of people missed the point of the series, which is that pretentious family nonsense is just that and pureblood tradition shit doesn't matter. And Daphne's "backstory" is not even logical. Neutral factions? "Gray" factions? Do you really think that 1970s era Voldemort, at the top of his game, would have been okay with a supposedly prominent and influential pureblood family sitting out the war in the way the Greengrasses are often written? Like, actually saying "no thanks, our clan has always been capital-N Neutral" to him? No. Fuck no. He would have murdered them all and skipped away, leaving them to be found by other "fence-sitting" purebloods as an example. Yes, there are people who are neutral in wars, but not in the HP universe when Voldemort asks you directly. And the fanon Greengrasses would have been asked directly to get that skull tattoo.

I've even been bamboozled in the past into reading Haphnes that I think are going to be different but then start treading down this same stupid road, like the comments are getting to them or something. (And readers, why the fuck would you want to read the exact same fanfic 1,000 times but written by 1,000 different people? Hello??)

It's gotten to the point where it's actually refreshing if Daphne shows up in a fic and isn't shipped with Harry, or if she is but she has a completely different personality than the above. I'm reading a few Haphnes now that I can stomach because they are different or the plot is interesting enough for me to ignore the tropes, but it's been a long time since an HP fanon "collective character headcanon" or ship other than wolfstar has left such a bad taste in my mouth or caused me to actively avoid content with that character.

...oop. I know I said "last but not least" above but I forgot to mention Regulus Black so I'll briefly do so here. I don't know what happened in the last five-ish years but this man went from "devoted Voldemort follower who did one decent thing because he liked his slave, thank goodness, even though he slowed down the locket's destruction by taking it away" to "OMG my BLORBO he was fighting the GOOD FIGHT and also he's probably in love with James Potter!! and Lily is evil for keeping them apart!!" Huh?? Fanon's gonna fanon, but is one fanfic really responsible for all this? Jegulus and "secret freedom fighter Regulus" are just beyond my comprehension I guess. Mostly because it seems like fandom picks and chooses when they want a character to be evil-aligned-but-complex, and when they want to just sand over their rough edges and make them an Unsung Hero Who Did Nothing Wrong Ever. And also because I firmly believe that if James was gay, he'd have been with Sirius.

19. you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...

Teacher/student ships. (I mean, of course. I'm running this blog.) Of course IRL I don't condone that at all, but some of the most fascinating pairs in the HP universe are bonds between some of the professors and some of their students. Albus and Harry speak for themselves. But you've also got Minerva and Hermione to a lesser extent, and Snape with Draco in the early years (not so much later). And even those are nothing compared to the most interesting partnerships, which imo are between adults who at one point weren't both adults. Consider Albus and Minerva, who have been teaching, working and living together for at least five decades, before which Minerva was probably one of Albus' better Transfiguration students. Consider Albus and Snape, with Snape being the person who so recently graduated from being one of Albus' pupils to being one of his closest confidants. Consider Horace Slughorn and... well, Tom Riddle was my first choice, but really him with any student, because imo that man is very weird about networking with children. Hell, consider Albus and Tom because you know that was the most awkward seven years either of them has ever had, both being so powerful and skilled while intensely disliking each other. They're all so good. Playing with power dynamics can be fun. Especially when (and this is the only time I want politics in my HP fics!!) the older party potentially faces consequences, or doesn't, for taking advantage of the younger one, precisely because of who's involved and who's on the Hogwarts Board of Governors and what war's going on right now in the background and...

I think that's all the violence I can dish out for these questions! Thanks for the ask.~

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[firendgold]

The worst ever dumbledore take i have seen is that he wanted lily and james to die so Harry would get the love protection thing.

oh, yikes. Sadly I'm sure there's some people out there who actually believe that nonsense.

It's definitely pretty close to the other stupid take I've seen that's like "Dumbledore knew and wanted the Dursleys to abuse Harry so that he could sweep in and be seen as Harry's savior". Um... you mean the same guy who sent Hagrid of all people to go get Harry, instead of coming himself to reinforce that theory?

*skeptical eyebrow*

But yeah. A disgustingly high amount of people will bend over backward to excuse certain characters' motivations and actions that are spelled out in black and white, but will ascribe the Highest Level of Evil Intent to Albus Dumbledore's every inhale and/or exhale.

#and it's so fucking frustrating #thanks for the ask! #fireandgoldposts #not fireandgold #Albus Dumbledore #dumbledore meta #Harry and the Dursleys #it's also a case of like... not knowing how to comprehend what you read #Dumbledore *happened* to know of an obscure spell that could protect Harry. he wasn't holding it in his pocket in case a kid got orphaned #these people also forget that most people going to Harry's house that night expected Harry to... also be dead??? including Dumbledore??? #most anti stuff is typically the same kind of brainless yikes yikes yikes over and over again

[firendgold]

Have you talked about the fact that the potters house in godrics hollow was most likely the dumbledores first. Like with them both having batildha as a neighbour and whatnot.

I haven't, but that's mostly because there's no canon information about anything to do with the Potters' safe house. We don't know anything about it, just that it happened to be in Godric's Hollow and the Dumbledores also lived there almost a century earlier. It would be interesting if it was the same house, but we don't know 100%.

As for Bathilda, I've never lived in a house before but it's kind of like how people who live in houses call every homeowner in the immediate vicinity their "neighbor" even if they live five houses away and never talk to them a day in their life. *shrug*

#fireandgoldposts #thanks for the ask! #not fireandgold #not very definitive either sorry about that #but I'm cool if it's not the same house. I think Harry and Dumbledore's relationship is more interesting bc they don't have obvious ties #there's no blood or same wands passed down or Gryffindor heritage or anything fancy. they just adore each other #I think that's pretty neat

[firendgold]

I have been WAAAAY out of commission (not writing, posting, queueing, etc.) everyone and I'm so sorry! did not mean to unintentionally take the summer off lol

but I am back, baby!

expect answers to asks and fic reviews and such later this month and ongoing.

#fireandgoldposts #not fireandgold #sorry everyone! #what *didn't* happen to me this summer lol