sorry vicki


Greek Mythology: Hades x Persephone
w/Oscar Isaac as Hades and Sophie Turner as Persephone

“I asked him for it.
For the blood, for the rust,
for the sin.
I didn’t want the pearls other girls talked about,
or the fine marble of palaces,
or even the roses in the mouth of servants.
I wanted pomegranates—
I wanted darkness,
I wanted him.

So I grabbed my king and ran away
to a land of death,
where I reigned and people whispered
that I’d been dragged.
I’ll tell you I’ve changed. I’ll tell you,
the red on my lips isn’t wine.
I hope you’ve heard of horns,
but that isn’t half of it. Out of an entire kingdom
he kneels only to me,
calls me Queen, calls me Mercy.
Mama, Mama, I hope you get this.
Know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold,
know never have I been better
than when I am here.
Do not send flowers,
we’ll throw them in the river.
‘Flowers are for the dead’, ‘least that’s what
the mortals say.
I’ll come back when he bores me,
but Mama,
not today.”  
 ―    Daniella Michalleni

wotcher, vic

The first time Victoire meets Teddy, he’s two and she’s just been born. She doesn’t remember any of it, but later, much later, her parents would tell her that she’d gurgled at the sight of him like she’d known he was going to end up being her best friend. And then—this part is always accompanied by a knowing smirk—when they brought Teddy up to the new mother and daughter (“Das a bay-bee?” he’s later quoted as saying. “Weird.”), his hair changed from Weasley-red to the same shade of blonde as hers.

“Zis ees Victoire,” her maman had said, smiling down at Teddy. “Do you want to say ‘ello, Teddy?”

And Teddy had cocked his head to the side, nodded in the sort of pompous, overly-excited fashion that only a two-year-old could get away with, and said, “Wotcha, Vic.”


By the time Victoire can talk and walk (and thus cause all sorts of trouble), she and Teddy are inseparable. Literally—Victoire throws tantrums that pay hefty tribute to her Veela heritage whenever she goes more than a few days without seeing her best friend. Sometimes, they hang out at Auntie And-rah-meh-da’s house, but most of the time, it’s either at the Burrow or Shell Cottage or sometimes even Uncle Harry’s house. Her maman frowns when Victoire comes home with her hair a mess and her dress splattered with mud, but because Victoire’s cheeks are always flushed and her grin is set to devour her whole face, she doesn’t say anything.

After all, there’s always Cleaning Charms (and thank Merlin for them). And besides, as Victoire’s daddy likes to say when he thinks Victoire isn’t listening, “at least she’s still young enough that the only trouble she gets into with boys is a spot of mud.”


When Victoire turns two, her maman and daddy sit her on the couch between them and tell her that she’s going to have a sister. Victoire doesn’t care much. A sister would be nice, she thinks. Teddy is nice, but he’s four now. He’s old and sometimes he doesn’t want to hang out with her because she’s too young. Plus, he’s a boy. And boys are gross, even if they’re crazy-haired Metamorphmagus boys named Teddy. (Especially if.)

“My maman’s gonna have a baby,” she tells Teddy a few days later, lying down on the grass beside him.

Teddy doesn’t say anything for a long moment, just continues pulling up grass with stubby fingers. “Good,” he says suddenly, and she’s so surprised that she turns to face him. His hair is black like Uncle Harry’s. “You’ll have someone else to play with.”

Victoire’s face screws up. “Why’re you so mean tuh me?” she demands shrilly, sitting up and glaring at him.

Teddy turns away from her, his hair briefly taking on the same shade of green as the grass around them before returning to jet black. “Because I’m older,” he answers angrily, throwing his handful of grass at her. Most of it lands on her dress, but she can feel pieces of it in her hair. “I don’t want to play with babies like you all the time.”

Victoire starts crying. She pushes herself off the ground and runs back to the safety of her home, wishing she’d never met Teddy Lupin. That Muggle girl from the nearby village was right—boys are meanies. But she never thought Teddy could be like them. He’d taught her how to colour and he played in the mud with her and brought her Chocolate Frogs when she was sad. He was nice… wasn’t he?

Or not. Beyond furious and more than a little sad, she stomps into the cottage and slams the door behind her with as much force as she can muster. One of the panes of glass breaks, and her maman comes running into the room at the noise, one hand cradling her tummy, eyes wide. Her daddy is only a few steps behind her, his forehead all scrunched up, wand in hand.

“What ees eet, ma chérie?” her maman asks, crouching down and cradling Victoire’s face in her hands. Her beautiful features—her mother really is beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the whole world—are twisted with worry. “What ‘appened? Are you okay? Are you ‘urt? Where ees Teddy?”

When she hears Teddy’s name, Victoire starts to sob even harder. “He—he called me a baby,” she bawls, throwing her arms around her mother. “He said he was glad you’re havin’ a baby ‘cause then he doesn’t have tuh play with me anymore!”

Her mother pulls her onto her lap and starts to rock her back and forth, singing an old French lullaby under her breath. Victoire’s daddy looks angry, but he crouches next to her too, stroking her hair. “I don’t care if the kid’s four and basically family,” he mutters lowly to his wife. “I’m going to kill him.”

Victoire’s maman giggles quietly as she continues to rock Victoire back and forth. “Beell,” she says in the same tone of voice she uses on Victoire when she’s done something bad, “you cannot ‘urt every boy who ‘urts Veeky.”

“But I want to,” Victoire’s daddy mumbles, sounding every bit like his daughter in her most petulant moments.

Victoire’s maman huffs, but there’s a small smile playing out across her lips. “‘e is young,” she says firmly. “And ‘e will make mistakes. Watch—’e will be back to apologize. ‘E cannot stay away.”

And sure enough, fifteen minutes later, there’s a timid knock on the door, and it’s Teddy, looking small and lost. “I—uh…” he trails off, his eyes flickering between his scuffed trainers and where Victoire stands behind her father, hands on her hips like Aunt Ginny when she wants to look intimidating. “I’m sorry, Vicky. I was being mean.”

Victoire’s already forgiven him—she forgave him five minutes ago. But she still darts out from being her father and plants a kick square on Teddy’s shin. It gets her a time-out from her mother and an irritated look from Teddy, but her father’s smiling into his palm, so it’s worth it.


Her sister is born four months before Victoire’s third birthday. Victoire’s in St. Mungo’s waiting room with Teddy and Andromeda—she only learned how to properly say the older woman’s name a few weeks ago—because there’s too much screaming in room where her mother and it smells too much like the Burrow after one of Grandma Weasley’s cleaning days.

Finally, a Healer finds them and tells them the baby has been born and would you please come this way, ma’ams and sir. Victoire, scared and nervous and excited all at the same time, grabs Teddy’s hand as they follow behind the adults. Teddy’s hair turns bright red—brighter than her daddy’s—but he doesn’t pull away.

When they reach the room, the rest of her family is already there, crowded around a bed, but they smile and make room for her once they spot her. Victoire catches sight of her mother with a bundle of blankets in her arms, hair dark with sweat, cheeks flushed. But both she and Victoire’s daddy, who’s hovering beside her and looking pale, are smiling widely.

Her mother motions for Victoire come closer. Victoire hasn’t let go of Teddy’s hand yet, so he just follows behind her shyly as she gets closer to the bed. “This ees your new sister, Veeky,” her maman whispers hoarsely, holding the blankets out to Victoire.

Victoire looks down at the blankets, shocked to see a pair of blue eyes staring back at her somberly. It’s so small. Hesitantly, she reaches out a finger and touches one of the baby’s tiny fingers. The baby makes a noise that sounds a little like a laugh, and Victoire’s maman smiles even wider. “‘Er name ees Dominique.”

Victoire doesn’t really understand what’s going on, but she hugs her mom anyways, and when Teddy whispers, “are all babies this ugly?” into her ear, she stomps on his foot even though she kind of agrees with him.


Victoire’s brother Louis arrives when Victoire is four and a half, and Shell Cottage becomes a warzone. Luckily, though Teddy is almost seven now—way older than her—he still hangs out with her when he’s not seeing his other friends.

One day, when everyone’s at the Burrow for Sunday Brunch, he tells her that he’s going to teach Louis all his tricks. Victoire looks at him in her best Aunt Ginny impression—hands on her hips, upturned eyebrows, pursed lips, eyes blazing—and says, “what tricks, Teddy Lupin?” She’s just lost her childish lisp, and it makes her sound older. Teddy blanches.

“Blimey, Ted,” Uncle Ron laughs, clapping an affronted Teddy on the back. “You’d better watch out.”

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Hello my little punching bags! My new Story Time video is live! Find out how I made friends in high school! It’s terrible and full of cringe. You can physically see the cringe on my face the whole video! Enjoy! ⛪️👊🏻😱

some important oiyachi stuff

i felt like posting these (they’re aged up in these i guess)

  • yachi is really shy at the beginning as expected but oikawa makes sure she is comfortable
  • they take it really slow at the beginning, oikawa takes her on 4 dates before he even dares holding her hand as he doesn’t want to scare her away, after the 5th yachi tries to kiss oikawa but she can’t even reach him while standing on her tiptoes and oikawa finds it adorable (he leans down to her when he notices what she wants to do though)
  • when they finally agree on dating, iwaizumi is the first one to know. he actually is good friends with yachi (gimme platonic iwayachi ugh)
  • every single person around them approves their relationship as they see how gentle and mature oikawa is towards yachi (she brings out the best in him)
  • height difference
  • whenever they’re holding hands, yachi blushes like crazy but as soon as she looks up, oikawa meets her gaze with a reassuring smile (he obviously has red cheeks too he is blushing and his eyes are shining and !!!)
  • oikawa and yachi go to the same coffee shop every morning and oikawa always insists on paying for yachi’s stuff
  • which is why yachi got oikawa a giftcard for 300 donuts for his birthday (oikawa loves donuts nearly as much as he loves milk bread) to repay him
  • SELFIES. they take alot, like these cute mirror couple selfies and oikawa rests his chin on yachi’s head and wraps his arms around her waist
  • THEY USUALLY SET THEIR SELFIES AS LOCKSCREENS (but once a butterfly landed on yachi, oikawa took a pic and since then that is his whatsapp background)
  • yachi got her hair cut even shorter after the first year of college and she was super worried about it but oikawa was so excited that he accompanied her to the hairdressers
  • oikawa LOVES doing yachi’s hair. he loves to braid it and he loves curls on her so sometimes he curls it for her as she’s super lazy
  • they move in together because well yachi is always at oikawa’s appartment anyways, even her curling iron is at his home not her’s
  • ngl oikawa is taking really good care of her and yachi makes sure oikawa doesn’t overwork
  • yachi loves flowers so oikawa often tries to get her some (he usually picks them in a random garden aaaah)
  • they go on vacation together after dating for some time and they go to the beach
  • yachi has never been to the beach before because her mom didn’t have time and there was no other opportunity
  • she is amazed by how beautiful the sun looks shining down onto the sea
  • yet she is also scared by the water as she has never been in a situation like that before
  • somehow they work something out and oikawa carries yachi
  • she is really frightened though and clings to him
  • he caresses her back as he walks further into the water and whispers sweet nothings into her hair
  • he also kisses the top of her head and they’re just really happy together
  • did i mention the height difference?
  • Pls ship them w me
  • also, they probably laugh about dumb jokes together and it’s adorable
  • yachi’s mom loves oikawa because he seems like the ideal boyfriend but he is really just a dork
  • oikawa is really patient with yachi and tries to teach her alot of things although she might be clumsy at times. he only laughs it off then and gives her a long warm hug when she’s feeling frustrated

also shoutout to @ushiwakatoshis for listening to me whine about oiyachi

daddarios replied to your post: Yeah okay I get your point of view. Magnus really…

anon is being extra tbh, alec directly asked magnus for help like two times in all of s2, and the 1 time he was rude magnus schooled the hell out of him and he apologized…you can talk about other characters and ofc he’s a shadowhunter and there are implicit/explicit prejudices but like…come on alec aint that bad

i mean yeah if we talk about just alec, he asked magnus to help with jace, and then now with azazel. he could have asked help with that demon in 2x04 too but he didnt. he could have asked help with protecting the institute when valentine attacked them in 2x10… i think it looks so much because its in like in a short period of time, he asked in 2x11 and then he says this line in 2x12. but technically it was two times, and let me not count how many time clary asked (and was told no a few times.) so yeah shadowhunters treat magnus like their pet warlock, but if you just look at alec, who is also his boyfriend, so gets that kinda extra, that idk, ask his significant other when he is in trouble… because… relationships in general have that bonus that you are not alone with your problems. you can be, but you dont have to be. that said i do really want to see like the other sides all of this, alec helping magnus, and being there for him but we do have another half of the season for that to happen so im just gonna be here being optimistic btw what was i saying


The Vampire Diaries rewatch 1.01 Pilot
(Written by: Kevin Williamson & Julie Plec / Directed by: Marcos Siega)

“I know that you can’t change what you are. But you don’t belong here anymore.”

Let me tell you something about this scene. Let me analyze this for you. Because there is no scene - not one, not the episode with the date, not the episode with the dance - none of them that compare with this scene and let me explain why; this scene is all but physical, spoken proof that these two characters were in love with each other. And if this is what it all led to, and this is how it ends, then this show wasn’t really a comedy after all.

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