My Father Was Like You

Request: “Omg thanks can you do one where Teddy meets a loner Gryffindor girl that disappears every now and then and then find out that she’s a werewolf and like he feels that it’s some kind of “sign” from his father. Pretty pretty please, I so love your writing 💕”

Pairing: Edward “Teddy” Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 1848

Warnings: None

A/n: I literally know -67826% about this character so I hope I portrayed him alright :) thank god 4 the harry potter wiki

“Why do I do this to myself.” Teddy spoke to himself, running up the Grand staircase. His hair transformed into a darker shade of blue as he puffed up the stairs, taking two at a time. He was head boy, but that didn’t mean he didn’t accidentally sleep in once in a while. As he whizzed through the corridor he had almost made it to his Potions class, only to stop abruptly at the door. He was still, trying to pick up the hurried voices that were echoing through the empty hallways. He followed them, knowing he was getting nearer, as the voices went from a hushed echo to a loud whisper. He recognised the Headmistresses’ voice, but the other was unfamiliar. He had his back against the wall, not daring to peer down the hallway, in case he would get caught.

“We will take care of you, no need to worry.”

“But Professor, what if I hurt someone? I don’t want to put anyone at risk.”

“My girl, we have a hefty supply of Wolfsbane potion, and I will watch over you in my office, with the door locked and guarded.”

Teddy had to prevent himself from audibly gasping with shock. Wolfsbane potion? But that was only used by…

“You must prepare for the full moon this coming week. Don’t miss a day, make sure of it. It’s your responsibility to take a potion every day of the week.” Headmistress McGonagall instructed.

His suspicions were proved true by that final sentence, and he pulled himself away from the scene after it was revealed. He had heard stories about how his father attended Hogwarts, being aided by Dumbledore during full moons. And now there was another werewolf student that was being hidden.

A student at Hogwarts was infected with Lycanthropy.

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Sex With Jimmy [HCs]

“Could you do Jimmy Darling’s potential kinks?” - Anon

  • I don’t think Jimmy is into too much “weird” stuff
  • The only thing I see him liking rougher sex, not too often though
  • He’d like pulling your hair a bit
  • You’d have sex in some pretty wild places (The carousel, the stage, in the field, in most of the tents/caravans), and Elsa would probably know
  • She wouldn’t care though, because she wouldn’t be able to put a leash on it
  • When someone in the show pissed him off or someone on the outside attacked them, he’d come back to the van and, pardon my French, fuck you senseless
  • And when it was all over, Jimmy would make sure you were 100% okay, especially if he went rougher that night
  • Like seriously, he gives some primo aftercare

EDIT: Changed title from “Jimmy Darling’s Potential Kinks” to “Sex With Jimmy [HCs]”

anonymous asked:

I just saw Scott Feinberg's Emmys prediction on THR & he placed Benedict on the second most favourite to win the best actor (McGregor comes first). This prediction is completely different from other sources but It's nice to see that he's still among the fav. I wish he attends the show (with Sophie) but there's another event on the following day in UK which is equally important!

you know the weird thing is, i have been seeing benedict get higher and higher in the emmy polls recently. he smashed the tvonline one…

you never know ;-) i mean to me he is still the outsider, but his performance.. was the best of the entire arc. (gifs by @feelingflamesagain)


Excuse me while I procrastinate on just about everything and work on this weird leg movement thing I see everyone do 🤓

#yogaeverydamnday #dork #bodypositive #vessel #aries #stretch #headstand #balance #mybodymychoice

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the weird thing I see about a lot of star trek discovery critiques:

many seem to focus on “I didn’t completely understand xy’s motivation” or “they didn’t fully explain this particular thing” and it kinda feels weird? Like, this is a heavily serialised tv show - it is SUPPOSED to leave things open?

It feels a bit like if people who watched Doctor Who would complain that they don’t explain in detail what exactly Bad Wold means after the first episode. Or BSG not telling you who all the cylons are and whom you can trust and who is into it for themselves by episode three…

Like, you are supposed to not really trust the Captain at this point? You are supposed to wonder if Michael really is that much smarter than anyone else (she is Spocks sister, so I wouldn’t be surprised) or of he let her break into the lab for instance (plausible deniability?). You are supposed to wonder about the black badges (anyone else got section 31 feelings from that?) and you are supposed to wonder what the hell is up with that beast. (Did it come into existence from the experiments or was it even on board before? Are they harvesting something or doing something completely out there we haven’t considered yet?)

You are supposed to not understand all the characters right off the bat. To wonder about their motivations. Is Lorca actually the quite nice guy he presented himself at at the end or is he just seeing her as a tool to win the war (perhaps even as a bargaining chip he has on board?)

This is like, the bread and butter of overarching plotlines and I feel like a lot of star trek fans seem to be unable to handle not having everything neatly tied up at the end of every episode - not completely understanding everything happening right from the beginning is not a bad thing, it is what makes this kind of tv format interesting.

Farewell to Aurélie

 Of all my favorite ballet dancers, Aurélie Dupont is the one who has been in that list the longest. Believe it or not but some many years ago, I was a massive Bolshoi and Mariinsky fan, had pictures of Zakharova and Lopatkina in my room and I would’ve killed to be able to go the Vaganova. 

I fell in love with Aurélie Dupont’s dancing when I watched a video of her in a production of Sleeping Beauty. It’s still on Youtube, you can watch it here. It’s from the second act and the whole thing is in such a traditional setting I usually would’ve found it a massive bore. But I didn’t, I must’ve been fifteen or something and I couldn’t stop watching that video, I watched it over and over again, I couldn’t tell you how often I have watched it but I’m confident that since then, I must’ve watched it at least 50 or even 75 times. 
The thing that struck me the most at the beginning, was the way she seemed to feel the music, every muscle was on point and even though she was not impressively flexible, or was showing of her hyper extensions (she could have done that, she just simply chose not too, but I didn’t know that back then) I was enchanted. 
I quickly realised, why she didn’t show of her extensions and her flexibility- it was because she made the decision to honour the choreography, to make the beautiful lines, to move to the music, to make the emotion, the storytelling, the elegance and the beauty of her performance, her top priority. 
I have hardly ever seen a ballet dancer with her amount of elegance. If there has to be one word to describe Aurélie Dupont, it would be elegant, or maybe serene. Every arm, every lifted leg, her hands, the movement of her head.. Everything is done with outmost grace. 
Aurélie Dupont really is the ballet dancer who showed me, since I watched her for the first time, what I actually love so much about ballet. What ballet is and should really be about. 
When I watched her, I knew that ballet, the way she danced it, was the kind of ballet I could watch for hours (and so I did), the kind of ballet that would never get boring. Before then I had never watched a video so often, there always came a point when I got bored, when my fascination got lost and I found something else to be impressed with for a while.
Benjamin Millepied (director of dance at the Paris Opera) has said about her that she incarnated  ‘musicality, elegance, (and) acting talent’, and yes, yes a thousand times. Aurelie herself once commented how,  "by wanting to do things well technically, we sometimes forget that this is a show, a pleasure". Yes again. 
I watched Aurélie live on stage for the very first time when I was sixteen, almost four years ago now, in Romeo&Juliette. I have this weird thing with crying when I see a dancer I admire, I still cry when I watch Igone De Jongh live on stage in het Muziektheater in Amsterdam, not when she comes up, just when she dances, because the emotion of her dancing makes me, well, emotional, and because she embodies my dream of making it, despite being Dutch and Dutch dancers not being known as very extraordinary. 
When I watched Aurélie, I cried from the beginning to the end, not exactly non stop, but you know what I mean. 
I have seen her live three times in total, the last time almost a year ago when I saw her in La Dame Aux Camelias.

I wouldn’t say that, since I watched that one video of Aurelie in Sleeping Beauty, I suddenly became the ‘not a big fan of Russian Ballet’ I am today, it took me some time to let go of that image of ballet, the idea that perfection was not an illusion, the whole image of ballet as a physical challenge, a strive for perfection in technique and capability.
Years went by before the Svetlana Zakharova picture was replaced by a Darcy Bussell one. In fact, it took me years to realise that Ballet, is an art, and art, in every way, is storytelling. It can be just an emotion, but art always tells a story, even if that story is just about a fraction of a second. And art never knows perfection. What I love so much about the dancers I love the most are that they are all unique, no one could ever dance like them and they are all ‘perfect’ -to me- in their own way, they all have a thing that makes them different, special- outstanding. They all have character and they all become their character. They are illuminating. Aurélie Dupont is illuminating. 
She started dancing when she was ten, not young at all, especially not when compared to other professional dancers, yet here she is. It’s her talent and her passion that made her the dancer she is today.

Aurélie’s dancing was simply magical and it has remained so till her last performance.
And yes I cried, a lot, when I watched her last performance from behind my google chromebook, and not just because I know I will never see her live anymore. It is somehow the realisation that this ballet dancer, my oldest favourite, has left the stage (before the stage left her, of course, like she should) and with her, the ballet world lost one of their greatest and best representatives. 
So thank you Aurélie for showing me, together with so many amazing dancers, what ballet is about. 


“We met on the set five years ago. It was love at first sight in the Hogwarts Great Hall – for me at least. Jade had been asked to be an extra for the day. The Slytherin table were doing our naughty thing, looking around for good-looking girls, and she caught my eye. The weird thing is, I didn’t really see her or speak to her for about two years after that, then we ran into each other on set again, and three cups of tea later, here we are.” - Tom Felton

It’s weird, I’ve worked for LGBTQIA causes well before I was out of the closet, even to myself. I’ve been in the scene, I’ve participated and never had anybody in that weird question me calling myself gay, THEY called me that before I did. Gay bars, gay sex, gay marriage, gay rights were all terms I heard in intra community discussions and it was never even questioned that it was an umbrella term, ever.

It has only been here, on Tumblr, that I faced any kind of backlash. Oddly from some lesbian people, who also co-opted the term gay, changing the meaning from just men attracted to men, to a more umbrella term for same gender attraction.

But when I, as a bisexual, use the term that for years has been used to describe me i am treated with hostility. There is no such thing as a bisexual bar, where am I meant to go?

And the weird thing is I see people saying that I “insist” on calling myself gay. I don’t insist on anything, I didn’t create this gay/straight dichotomy, I didn’t create it as an umbrella term, people did that generations before me, people called me gay for years, it was totally unquestioned and when I asked gay people in Sydney if I shouldn’t use the term they were genuinely fucking confused as to why I would even ask that.

So like, instead of asking why I insist on calling myself gay, maybe you should ask why you are insisting I’m not.

Alright let’s do this. I’ve been asking myself to start blogging, sharing thoughts and experiences—you know, that kind of stuff—on social media, but being a professional procrastinator came in the way. But I’m here now, and I’ve started by creating an account here and following some suggested accounts. Watch this space and be ready for random news from around, ongoing obsessions, weird stuff I see, things I think and find interesting. I’ll try to be as consistent as possible and post regularly, but I make no promises.

Let us begin with a Halloween picture.