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Uprooted by Naomi Novik

I had a feeling the Summoning wasn’t really meant to be cast alone: as if truth didn’t mean anything without someone to share it with; you could shout truth into the air forever, and spend your life doing it, if someone didn’t come and listen.

anonymous asked:

Aro/Ace (spec) wizards and witches getting aro/ace flags from there families that are charmed to turn into flags for their favourite quiditch teams when they want them too (or alternating at regular intervals) - S

Percy’s and Oliver’s hang side-by-side in their dorm and switch at the same time. 

All of the a-spec Hufflepuffs hang them in the common room.

During the Triwizard Tournament all of the a-spec Durmstrang students tack them to the ceilings of their rooms on the ship for a little home-away-from-home. Of course they’re all for the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team.

Draco’s appears when he closes all the curtains on his four poster bed in the Slytherin dorm. It hangs above him near the foot of the bed.

On bright, sunny weekends (especially on days there’s a match) a-spec Ravenclaws hang theirs from the windows of Ravenclaw Tower. You can see them from most places on the grounds.

Fans bring their flags to the Quidditch World Cup and while cheering their team to victory they get to educate a few of their fellow spectators about their orientation.

- Ravenclaw Mod

getupoffathathang  asked:

FlintWood Stop being so lame For the drabbles u ship them right?

“Stop being so lame,” Marcus complained, reaching for the glass that Oliver had just swiped from him.

“I’m being ‘lame’ because you told me to stop you after six drinks, Marcus,” his boyfriend replied, holding the firewhisky that Marcus very much wanted just out of reach.

“Sober me is stupid,” Marcus said, lunging a bit towards the tumbler in Oliver hand, failing, and collapsing onto Oliver’s lap instead. “You shouldn’t listen to him,” Marcus muttered, rubbing his cheek against Oliver’s jeans.

“Sober you says the same thing about drunk you.”

“So I’m always stupid. Big deal.” Marcus grinned up at Oliver. “You still like me anyway.”

Oliver rolled his eyes.

“Merlin knows why,” he said, but the exasperation in his voice was undercut by the affectionate smile on his lips as he took a sip of Marcus’ drink.

“No fair,” Marcus pouted, looking up at the drink with longing, but his arms were too heavy to try to grab at it again.

“Since when do you know a goddamn thing about being fair, Flint?” Oliver laughed.

“You’re just mad I’m better at Quidditch than you.”

“I might be if that was even remotely true.”

“I hate you.”

“You don’t.”

“I know.” Marcus closed his eyes, a smile on his face and Oliver’s hand stroking his hair.

Send me a ship and a sentence, I’ll write the next five (or so)

✨ INKTOBER - Day 5 - Witchcraft tool ✨

I opened my Pottermore account again and saw my wand description, it inspired me to draw it :3 My wand is made of Holly wood, with a Phoenix feather core, measuring 12 ½" and with Slightly Springy flexibility ✨🔮🌙

be sung to sleep [x]
a playlist of songs to lull a young child to sleep.

be like the bluebird (anything goes) // bill (show boat) // how ‘bout a dance (bonnie & clyde) // stars i trust (fly by night) // edelweiss (the sound of music) // i am here for you (the book of mormon) // i dreamed a dance (next to normal) // falling slowly (once) // maybe (annie) // castle on a cloud (les miserables) // solla sollew (seussical) // on the willows (godspell) // no one is alone (into the woods) // then comes you (now. here. this.) // favorite places (ordinary days) // hold on (the secret garden) // somewhere (west side story) // over the rainbow (the wizard of oz) // they live in you (the lion king) // lullaby (fugitive songs)

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I explored a new forest today. It has been a rainy week, so we found mushrooms hidden all about the damp leafy floor. Clouds hung above the trees and a foggy haze softened the landscape. The autumn equinox was just a couple days ago. I can always feel when the season shifts. The energy and scent of the air changes. This is my favorite time of year. 

Photos by Patricia and Josh Birkholz