I Respect Him As A Hero, But Not As A Father

Funny how Marauders stans always come back to the old:

"And again, I never have pretended that James is this all knowing, goodie two shoes saint. You cannot deny that James does evolve and have character growth. Because i am sure that Lily would not have given him the time of day otherwise… "

- From your comments section on the recent jegulus post.

Saintess Lily in all her infinite wisdom would never marry a bully - he evolved like a pokemon and now doesn’t bully people behind her back at all, he showed his character growth by leaving his wife and child all alone while a mad man is after their heads to have fun with Sirius - cursing muggle police officers.

Oh Great Hero James Potter, your own besties must have being lying when they said that you were still bullying Snape behind Lily’s back. And Lily must have being lying in that letter when she said you were leaving her alone with the child to have fun outside while a psycho wants to k*ll your son - and Dumbledore had absolute no reason to take the Invisibility cloak, after all The Great Hero Potter must have his daily dose of fun by tormenting innocent bystanders.

Oh wait...

Ah yes, the classic “if a good woman loves you, you must be a good man” nonsense. Go say that to all the good women who ended up with abusers. I don’t think any woman chooses a man thinking he’s a piece of shit—but a lot of men are very good at hiding their true nature.

It’s canon that James lied to Lily. It’s canon that behind her back, he kept being a bully. But of course, that’s only if you’ve actually read the books. And clearly, a lot of people in that fandom haven’t—they’ve only seen the films, or worse, they’ve just skimmed fanfics and TikTok summaries. So what we end up with is a bunch of people talking like experts when they don’t know the first thing about what they’re discussing.

And honestly, there’s nothing that gets on my nerves more than people preaching like they know it all when they haven’t even done their homework.

Hello Zukki Nation, please let me in

For Years my brother has been fucking with me by periodically texting me to say Jimmy Carter had finally died. Today the bit has paid off.

The response to my reaction at work was “what do you MEAN ‘for real this time’?????”

I fucking hate it here I’m crying

season 4 spoilers 🤗

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.

James Potter stans will really look at a privileged boy with a loving family and close group of friends, torment and torture another kid because he finds it funny, and write it off as "oh it's just teenagers being teenagers".

And at the same time, see a boy who was relentlessly abused for his whole childhood, was never safe or protected, was vulnerable enough to be taken in by a cult and carried his trauma-based anger into adulthood because he never had the space or support to heal, and they'll act like he's the devil incarnate.

Make it make sense. There's nothing "Oh just teenagers" about what James and co did to Severus. He chose cruelty for cruelties sake and there's no indication that that attitude ever changed. Severus on the other hand, with everything he'd been through, still tried. He recognised the mistakes he made, he carried that guilt and he fought for years, through anger and fear, to make it right.

mind you, this is Viktor

More Things in Ben 10 That Annoy Me: We never got more attention paid to any major character’s mental health and how it’s handled. I mean we got a whole episode about how a minor character 90% of people forgot as soon as she was off screen had a shit homelife and developed stockholm syndrome towards a villain, but gods help us we can’t acknowledge how heroing must be affecting, say, Gwen’s mental health, or devote more than a sentence over the course of the franchise to the idea that Kevin is getting help for his issues.

Lords above, UA brought in cults, stockholm syndrome, abuse, genocide, and rape, but they can’t spare an episode to dig into the main chars’ mental health?

They gave us Couple’s Retreat but couldn’t give us a “Kevin’s Finally Looking For A Therapist” subplot

merlin is the best tv show ever bc every episode arthur is like “oh that’s my attention seeking whore, merlin. what is it now, dumbass?” meanwhile the merlin and morgana subplot:

What you see when you step into the Slytherin common room.