#thesquadlessnet

@hpminorcharnet event: next gen era → james sirius potter

atychiphobia (n.)

hey y’all !! i haven’t done anything super interactive in a minute so i’ve decided to do blogrates/blog aesthetics bc a) i need cool new blogs to follow and b) it’s always a lot of fun !!

RULES

mbf me

reblog this post

check out my instagram maybe?

send me an ask with a 🌹 or tell me something ur looking forward to this summer !!

proceed to have a great ass day bc u deserve it

format will be under the cut !!

To celebrate me reaching 1.2k followers, I’ve decided to make this little net for people like me. This will be a place where those, who are always wondering how others find their friends here on tumblr, can finally meet & connect with other people as well and hopefully find some friends.

It’s mostly for those who share my fandoms but if you’re also part of another fandom, you’re, of course, also very welcome.

WHAT YOU NEED TO DO;;

must be following me & the network blog

reblog this post, likes only count as bookmarks

fill out this typeform

must be willing to join the network’s discord server

track the tag #thesquadlessnet for updates

must get 25 or this has never happened and I will cry in a corner

WHAT YOU WLL GET;; 

new friends and mutuals! 

a fun discord server 

a spot on the network page 

reblogs/likes on your posts 

love, support & friendship from other people

he falls in love like this: six years old giggling in the treehouse with sugared lips. they fight dragons and travel through jungles from the safety of the garden. they are young and the way she laughs, with her nose scrunched up and eyes closed makes him laugh too. and just like that, marlene sits in his heart.

he falls in love like this: a train carriage, wind rattling the windows and bertie botts beans littering the floor. he falls in love with carved cheekbones and a love of puns, with grey eyes and that feeling already that the same blood runs in their veins. he falls in love with a brother, with sirius.

he falls in love like this: a silent dormitory with a skeletal remus hunched in the corner. he has hollowed cheeks and purple bruises under his eyes. he falls in love with jokes muttered under breaths and a knowing twitch of the lips. there is a stirring in his bones and he knows, he knows he will protect this one with his last breath if he can.

he falls in love like this: the early hours of the morning, practicing with him again and again and again until peter can get it right. watching the watery eyes light up when the spell finally works or the essay is done. watching as he tries so hard to fit in without knowing he already does.

he falls in love like this: sixth year on the quidditch pitch, mary’s lilting voice through the megaphone, jokes and goddamn awful puns trickling out of her as the game plays on. he’s laughing so hard he nearly falls off his broom and he thinks he can’t live in a world without the warmth she makes in his chest.

he falls in love like this: the months between january and february, the days inbetween monday and tuesday, the seconds between night and day. he falls in love in the time that doesn’t exist, surely, because how could he forget falling in love, how could he not remember the moment? he falls in love with a girl with flowers in her name and in her ribs; with the pure sunlight in her veins, with the kindness overflowing from her pores. he falls in love with her smile and her lips and her soul. he falls in love with lily evans, or maybe he just always was.

he falls in love like this: a tiny baby balanced in his arms, black hair dusting his tiny head. He coughs in his sleep, eyelids fluttering open to reveal forests. there are tears in his eyes and he wants to hold him forever, to wrap him up and lock him away where he will never feel any pain or hurt. he falls in love with the future, with quidditch matches and christmas mornings, with tantrums and hugs and motorbike rides with sirius. he falls in love with his son, with harry.

he falls in love with life, with nature, with his beating heart and expanding lungs. he falls in love with a world that doesn’t love him back, with people who betray him, with people who leave. he falls in love with a life he cannot have, a life he will never live.

he falls too easily, james.

@hpquidditchnet‘s event: pour femme → ginny weasley

MEMBER ANNOUNCEMENT;;

First of all, thanks to everyone who participated. I really wanted to choose everyone but I also didn’t want the net to be too crowded. I hope you’ll understand that in case you are not on this list.

THE NEW MEMBERS OF THE SQUADLESS NET ARE;;

@mollyprewett

@bqllarke

@nympcdora

@honcyduke

@mollywealsey

@roxanncweasley

@softcurses

@blavkcanary

@cozybvcky

@nymqhdora

@lightdusted

@matthishelvar

WHAT YOU NEED TO DO NOW;;

endless list of favourite characters [1/?]: stefan salvatore, the vampire diaries