reposting old art saga continues: something something no war au?? politically relevant lifechanging field trip?? that inevitably turned in my Let Yue Say Fuck agenda
I know that we often criticize JK Rowling's writing (and with good reason), but there's one thing I believe she got right: how she portrays Harry finding out about his father's bullying.
Since the beginning of the books, we see Harry's parents as these perfect heroes, who gave their lives to save their son. So, obviously, this orphan child idolizes his parents - and so do we, as readers.
The only person who goes against that idea is Snape, who only ever says bad things about James Potter. However, Harry doesn't believe him, and neither do the readers.
And then, we see Snape's memories and find out that he was right all along. That James wasn't a perfect hero, but used to be a violent bully who tormented people for fun. Just like Harry, we get disenchanted, like we have been deceived this entire time.
Harry idolizes his father, but he's still capable of recognizing that his actions were cruel and inexcusable. Harry hates Snape, but still acknowledges that he didn't deserve that kind of treatment. It's a good message to show that people aren't just "good" or "bad".
And because of that, it's even more frustrating when fans try to defend James' actions, by saying: "Actually, no, Snape was a bad person, so he deserved to be bullied".
Even Harry HATES Snape and is able to see that what his father did is horrible. Harry adores Sirius and adores Remus, and yet he tells them to piss off when they try to justify the bullying. The purpose of that scene is for Harry to demystify his father, to learn that he wasn’t perfect, and to start doubting the adult figures of his childhood. It’s a way to break away from childish innocence and to make the protagonist understand that not everything is black or white, and that even good people can do horrible things, and it’s not right to idealize anyone.
The scene is designed to seem horrible. Harry finds it horrible. Harry. James’s son. Sirius’s godson. Harry finds what they did disgusting, and they’re doing it to someone Harry hates. This isn’t accidental; narrative and storytelling aren’t accidental things. The scene is set up this way, and the protagonist’s reaction is what it is because Rowling is telling the reader that it was horrible, that James and Sirius were bullies, and that Snape was their victim. Denying this goes against the narrative. But justifying it with absurdities like saying it was Snape’s fault for not wearing pants?? I get that they are kids saying these things, but one day they’ll wake up at 25 and realize the nonsense they said online, and they’re really going to feel terrible shame.
The worst part is that they’re not interested in understanding other points of view. Like, you share links or articles with different perspectives, and they don’t care. They don’t give a damn about the canon; they literally deny it. The mental gymnastics they do to justify the abuse? But then they say the scenes are open to interpretation, like, hello? They’re not? The scenes are designed to convey a message, and the message is clear. That they need to deny it over and over again to avoid admitting they’re whitewashing and justifying wealthy abusers is their cognitive dissonance running wild. Honestly, what a damn shame these people are; I don’t care if they’re kids, I had more than two neurons at 15.
Severus Snape woke early that day, as if his body instinctively knew the internal clock was marking something different, something dreaded. The faint light of dawn barely filtered through the tattered curtains of his bedroom in Spinner’s End. Outside, the January wind moaned softly, dragging dry leaves and memories he would rather not have. There was nothing special about this day, at least not in the way others celebrated birthdays. For Severus, the 9th of January was just another reminder of everything he had lost and all he would never have.
He rose from the bed, and as his feet touched the cold floor, a shiver ran down his spine. He didn’t turn on the lights. He didn’t need to see the reflection of time in the mirror. He knew his face was a mixture of invisible scars and shadows accumulated over years of internal and external battles. He moved towards the kitchen, where silence was his only companion, save for the creaking of the wood beneath his feet. He prepared a strong cup of tea, without sugar, without milk, just as he preferred, and sat by the window.
From there, he could observe the grey-tinted river, moving slowly, almost as if it too were trapped in an inescapable routine. In the distance, the factory chimneys exhaled their columns of smoke, as if they were the only ones who deigned to sigh for him on this day. The aroma of the tea rose in a fleeting cloud, a brief caress that dissolved before it could be fully enjoyed.
Severus took the first sip slowly, letting the warmth of the liquid spread through his chest. In his mind, memories slid in with a persistence he hadn’t invited. He couldn’t help but return to the days of his childhood, when birthdays were ignored at home, or worse, were days when violence seemed more prone to erupt. His father, Tobias, had never congratulated him, and his mother, Eileen, only cast him a look of pity mixed with exhaustion. Those days taught him that expecting something special was folly.
The clock on the wall struck nine, and Severus stood, leaving the tea half-finished. There was no reason to prolong this inertia. He wrapped himself in his black cloak and stepped outside, where the cold air bit his skin like a reminder that he was alive, though that sensation brought no comfort. He walked aimlessly, letting his steps take him through the deserted streets, past houses that seemed to have surrendered to winter.
He stopped in a small park where he used to play as a child. The metal structures were rusted, and the frost-covered ground crunched under his feet. He sat on a bench and observed the surroundings, almost expecting to see the ghost of his younger self running among the trees, chasing dreams that never came true. Nostalgia tangled in his throat, but there were no tears, only a void that seemed to grow with each passing year.
Around him, the world kept turning, ignorant of his suffering. People came and went, immersed in their own lives, while he, as always, remained on the sidelines, observing but never participating. He wondered if anyone, somewhere, would remember his birthday. Probably not. Even at Hogwarts, his students feared him more than they appreciated him. He wasn’t a man who inspired affection, and he knew that well.
The minutes slipped away like sand through his fingers, and when the sun reached its zenith, Severus stood, feeling he had completed his melancholy ritual. He returned to his house, where the dimness awaited him like an old friend. He removed his cloak and returned to the window, where the river continued its unchanging course.
The day would pass, like all the others, and in the end, the 9th of January would be just another number on the calendar. But, although Severus hated his birthday, he recognised it was part of him, an indelible mark that defined him. He couldn’t escape himself, but neither did he want to. In his pain, he had found a sort of solace, a bitter acceptance that his life was like the river: constant, cold, and always moving, even when it seemed stagnant.
Severus sighed, the sound breaking the silence like a dry leaf underfoot. And then, with a determination he barely understood, he decided that perhaps, just perhaps, next year the day wouldn’t be so grey. But that was a thought for another time. For now, he simply existed, and in his existence, he found a kind of peace.
Just to be raw and honest here's a truth about Book Sirius and James , they were rich classist bastards the only reason they are seen as good people is because they are praised by EXTREMELY biased people who are telling an orphaned child about his parents. The book is from Harry's point of view, so as long as he is stating an opinion and not a visual fact , it is a biased opinion.
James Potter was Draco Malfoy of the marauders era , he was rich , he was perverted , he treated people lower than him like shit and yes he treated Lily like shit too. And no, the only people who said James matured up were the two most biased best friends of James Potter telling an orphan child about his father. The only difference between Draco and James is that the Potters were fighting alongside Dumbledore and raised a spoiled bastard brat . The Malfoy were fighting alongside Voldemort and raised a spoiled bastard brat.
Sirius black was canonically not a purist only because he hated his parents. He was raised in an abusive household where he was always jealous of his younger brother. There is no proof that Regulas ever did anything against him, and the only thing he ever stated was that Regulas was considered a much better son.
Sirius Black is repulsive and always took his anger out on random people hexing and torturing them.
No, there is no canon mention of a death eaters Slytherin gang that the marauders used to fight against only Sirius' very much biased words. The people Sirius does refer to are Lucius, Avery , Mulciber, and Snape mainly . Lucius is 5 years older than Snape and even though the age group of Avery and the rest are not mentioned, it is only canon that Lily mentions them as Slytherins, there is no canon gang possible given their age groups and even if there was, Snape has got to be the young boy they were grooming.
There is no mention of Snape ever attacking the marauders until after James molested him, and that is also a biased opinion about Snape fighting back to James and Sirius.
He may have been a very loyal friend to James, but literally, everyone, including Remus, was ready to believe he betrayed the Potters. Do you see the kind of reputation he had for everyone ?
Also, Sirius black tried to murder Snape using Remus as a murder weapon, and there's not a single person that ever mentions the fact that Sirius wanted the person he always tormented to be mauled by a werewolf and he chose his own friend to be the one comiting the murder.
"Dabi doesn’t like it, that he’s being treated like something untouchable. He’s not the untouchable one in this partnership. He’s the mud at the bottom of Hawks’ plinth, and Hawks’ determination to respect his boundaries is starting to grate on his nerves."
link to the fic here :)
crawlin back to you
I saw a post on Tumblr saying Ben was being racist towards Kai. What do you think about this? Personally, it didn't seem convincing to me.
Lmao???
Racist? How? I swear people just say fucking anything to disparage Ben's character. Ben would never knowingly be racist or speciest, since that implies he gives a fuck about a person's race or species when his whole fucking thing is turning into different beings and changing literally everything about him except his mind.
Holy fuck this is right up there with those stupid ducks that think Ben is a narcissistic womanizer socio/psychopath that only saves women to get in their pants.
If literally any of that was true we'd have a COMPLETELY different fucking show and series. Since actions have consequences.
Do you honestly think anyone in Ben's life would put up with him being a misogynist? A racist? A psycho/sociopath? A womanizer?
Send me the post lol. I bet it's completely fucking stupid and takes basically everything out of context just like every other delusional Ben 10 shit on this and other sites.
Remus Lupin is the type of boyfriend to act shy the first time you suck his cock— but definitely push your head down and fuck your face once he realizes how much you love his dick. Now with little restraint, Remus adores to paint your pretty face with his cum and smearing it around your lips with his index finger, only for you to lick it… which never fails to make him smile.
This scene is so romantic in my eyes. Hear me out: "Kacchan" was a nickname given to Katsuki by Izuku before either of them got their quirks, before the bullying. "Kacchan" was just a nickname given to him by his close friend, and that's probably why he never asked Izuku to stop calling him that, even during middle school. Katsuki still cherished that name. It's special (at least, that's what I like to delude myself into believing). What's so special to me in this panel is how Katsuki doesn't call himself by his hero name, but the name Izuku gave him. It's like Katsuki has finally let go of his past self, his need to present himself as superior to Izuku, because deep down, he always felt inferior to him, ever since they were kids. You could argue that he let that go during the apology, and you're right, but I believe he fully let it go here. Katsuki does love Izuku, and that's why he's so proud to call himself "Kacchan" in this panel. If this isn't peak romance I don't know what is.
Sear thy eyes on mine countenance.
+Jack close up cuz i happen to be very proud of it