youth (requested): a playlist inspired by the chaotic, over-emotional, messy, thrilling emotions that define us in our youth and will always make us feel young.

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last night’s mascara- brynn cartelli // tongue tied- grouplove // ribs- lorde // me and my friends- james vincent mcmorrow // eighteen- pale waves // way back when- kodaline // twinkling lights- annalise emerick // 21st century machine- catie turner // tomorrow tomorrow- babygirl // fun- coldplay ft. tove lo // bros- wolf alice // thinning- snail mail… (full tracklist under the cut)

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There were days when my heart was volcanic

Edgar Allan Poe, from The Complete Poems of Edgar Allan Poe; Ulalume. (via xshayarsha)

aurora / genie / james / katya / lo / lucy / viv

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I have heard people say they wanted to be fucked until they couldn’t see straight. I want to be fucked until I think straight. This means often. This means insatiable. Oblivion is the word that comes to mind. Like obliterate: to destroy all traces.

— Amanda Miska, from “Altschmerz,” published in Bedfellows

“…the strength and courage to see, to feel, to speak, and to dare.”

— Audre Lorde, from “Zami: A New Spelling of my Name,” published c. 1982

❧ that girl’s got whiskey kisses in her bloodstream and she wields them like a knife ❧

❝ She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. She burned too brightly for this world. ❞ MARÍA GABRIELA DE FARÍA? No, that’s actually AURORA BLACK. Only NINETEEN years old, this GRYFFINDOR alumni works as a MAGIZOOLOGIST (XXXXX FOCUS) and is sided with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. SHE identifies as A CIS-WOMAN and is a HALFBLOOD who is known to be TEMPESTUOUS, BRAZEN, and RECKLESS but also PASSIONATE, EMPATHETIC, and UNFLINCHING. { JANE, TWENTY-TWO, NZT, SHE/HER }

hello this is rory and she is,,, a gryffindor™

her pinterest is HERE

first things first, she’s a twin. that’s the absolute first thing rory wants you to know about her. she’s an individual too, sure, but she came to this earth with leo and she cannot fathom the idea of ever having to be without. he’s her best friend, her brother, her other half, and she wants nothing but the best for him

incest tw (to do with the blacks, not rory) // sirius is not, biologically, a black. walburga and orion, likely due to their family’s inbreeding and their being related, struggled to conceive but were under immense pressure to provide an heir. they ended up passing off the baby of another pureblood family (a good one, of course —- not that they would ever deign to sully their name with the spawn of some blood traitor filth, merlin forbid) as their own: sirius orion black. it was a two-fold sort of situation for sirius —- when he began rebelling and finally ran away, walburga privately blamed his lack of biological connection on why he went astray, and possibly even in the last few years before it, shouting the truth at him at some point because she can’t imagine a worse insult than not being a black / is so furious that she wants him to know he is Not a Black, Not Good Enough to be like them anymore. if he did know, in some ways, it was a blessing, because he was able to say “i’m Nothing like them, literally” but also a space for Insecurity (given that he has a very complicated relationship in ootp with black family stuff, like he Hates it but he gets self-deprecating at points --- and ootp isn’t canon here, but his attitude and emotions still exist).  ------ anyway, that’s just spitballing, saz and i haven’t settled yet on whether he knows (honestly, as much as i can imagine walburga shouting that at him as an insult, it’s also something that i’m not sure how much sirius would believe / if she’d ever actually shout it, bc it’s her private shame that would reveal --- but the point is, he’s not biologically related and she privately would have blamed that for his estrangement & it’s a complicated situation) // end tw

rory and leo were born out of a one-night stand between sirius & mary macdonald, someone he used to know --- reconnection and shared grief and alcohol led to a one-night thing. neither of them were prepared to be parents --- neither of them wanted to be parents. as it was, mary didn’t even want to be in the wizarding world at all. all it had ever done was take from her, and she needed space to grieve and to find out who she was outside of all that loss. and so after the twins were born, they stayed with sirius, and mary left. sirius wasn’t equipped to be a parent either, but at least he had a support system in place --- harry, the weasleys, andromeda, the order --- everyone invested in him & trying to help raise the twins

they grew up with the potters. with all the order & cohorts who used to know harry and co., really, but the potters are the main crowd. sirius black is her father, always, even if he is not necessarily the best one ( maybe in another life, but this man spent twelve years in azkaban and lost so many people he loved —- he loves his children, that is never in doubt, but sometimes he is more friend than father ), and she would never think of anyone else as her father --- but it cannot be denied that harry and ginny are parental figures, are better at discipline and responsibility and instilling values into them than sirius. she is sirius black’s daughter to her bones, but the hands of all those who helped raise her can be seen too

parental death tw // sirius passes in their fifth year. rory Does Not Take It Well // end tw

alcohol, violence tw // there’s more fights than usual. she’s always been impulsive, running on soul and spirit and sheer emotion, but now there’s a sharper edge to it, a more desperate streak in the seeking of a distraction. she drinks. she fucks. she’s always been tactile, always been flirty, never afraid of promiscuity —- and that doesn’t change in light of this, it just has a new motivation. she’s not looking for a distraction, exactly. she’s just desperately looking for any way to hold onto the feelings she had before, of fun and frivolity and being young, being free. she makes some choices she wouldn’t have under other circumstances, but they are her choices. she holds onto that. even if some days she cannot believe that’s what she did, she doesn’t regret them, exactly —- she wouldn’t repeat them again, she thinks, a year on and handling it a bit better, but they’re hers. // end tw

hogwarts... she loves her friends, but she’s not always great at classes. absolutely abysmal at potions and herbology, dropped them as quickly as she could. care of magical creatures is her only true passion, though she’s excellent at charms and pretty decent at dada & transfiguration, though she has to work harder at the last one. the rest of her subjects go less well, with some fairly atrocious grades in all her OWLs except those subjects and astronomy, which she has a complicated relationship with in her head, given her father’s family’s situation with stars. that’s always how she thinks of them. as her father’s family. it’s separate to what she knows of the blacks now —- herself & leo & teddy, her father & andromeda, even the malfoys. the blacks of old are a cold, unforgiving bunch, and they would hate her. that’s fine, rory thinks. she would hate them too —- and the blacks she knows, her family, built as it is of the last remnants of the estranged blacks, featuring friends and war-time comrades? they love her. and that is something to hold onto always.

she becomes a magizoologist when she leaves hogwarts. begins training, anyway. luna lovegood-scamander is her mentor, and rory loves her. they have different focuses, different fascinations—-rory’s got a dangerous streak a mile wide, courtesy of her father, and she loves the things that feel like freedom. xxxxx creatures —- dragons, manticores, any of them, all of them, they are what she fights for especially, but she loves all creatures. there’s a special space in her heart for them. and she’s happy. she misses her father desperately, and it’s bizarre not seeing her twin every day anymore, but he’s at the flat with so many of their friends, and when she’s around, she’s pretty much always there, and it feels like coming home.

death tw // then harry dies. kingsley dies, minerva dies, harry dies, and rory’s world is quaking again. she’s in this weird space of hope and bitterness right now. she’s had a tendency to... not exactly believe the best in people, she’s still sirius’ daughter, but she believes everyone is worth saving, and everyone has good in them. and now with everything that’s happened, she’s got anger in her too because it kind of feels like a slap in the face. like she believes this world is worth saving but it has the audacity to throw blows like that? she lost her father, and now she’s lost harry too. and she’s not even entirely sure to what extent she’s allowed to feel that grief somedays —- it’s not like they’re his kids, after all —- but that’s when her thoughts are getting too much for her. usually, all she knows are her feelings, and she knows that’s enough. she loves her father but... lbr sirius has some issues with his emotional maturity/how to process emotions (which like... his family and then Azkaban, it’s no wonder) and then the potters are so good at it and she’s ended up with this immense capacity like her father but it’s a lot of empathy, much more like harry, and she feels and acts on her emotions primarily (like potters in general) but she’s, uh, not great at understanding them/processing. she needs to talk things through to really get things straight in her head when it comes to her own emotions. but she’s good at instinctive and instinctual handling of emotions, she just gets caught out a bit when she tries to think about them. so it’s a lot, it always it is, but when she doesn’t get too in her own head, she can sit in it. and it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. but there’s resolve there too. she’s always been built of fire and laughter and empathy streaming from her in droves, even sharp as she can be from her father, and now it’s building itself into a dagger, a weapon, a danger. // end tw

tidbits bc this just got fuckin long and also kinda weird

aurora’s always been someone who prefers... not the background exactly bc that makes her sound like a wallflower but she’s happy not to be the brightest star. i think she’s warm and confident in a different way to her brother —- like if leo and james were doing something shenanigan-y in the centre of the common room during a party or something, she’s always ready to get involved and play her part but she doesn’t feel like she’s missing out if she’s sitting on the arm of the couch and drinking and watching and keeping a running commentary going

h8s all the lads. god. has totally pushed cas into a fountain before

would absolutely risk her life to save someone, even someone she hates and would totally not thank her for it and might even take advantage of it (like... those pesky lads!), and it’s a Terrible Thing in some ways (self-preservation ways) (also just... tactically speaking in war time) (leo is right to be like ?!?! at her for it)

maybe positive development for her looks like killing someone, we don’t know

her middle name marlena is after marlene, who was friends with both her parents, and leo’s is harry —- sirius wanted to save harry’s parents’ names for his use for his kids and, honestly, wanted to remember others who were in the fight too

quips when duelling smh

technically lives in a shitty bedsit but honestly spends most of her time when she’s in london at fulham flat

u know harry and ron to draco during the end of dh? when harry saves draco and then ron punches him in the face for being a lil asshole? rory is Both. she’ll save u but also break ur nose. duality of (wo)man

character tropes: undying loyalty ; action girl ; the heart ; the determinator ; chaotic good ; ethical slut // character parallels: brienne of tarth (asoiaf) ; daisy johnson (aos) ; sandrilene fa toren (the circle of magic) ; according to charactour, korra (tlok), leia (sw) & rey (sw), though honestly she’s a lot messier than any of them. verging on hawkguy!hawkeye levels of being a mess of a person, except unlike him, she’d never cheat on somebody lmao

casworan‌:

Cas was – literally – thrown off his feet when Aurora’s ( he refused to call her Rory, even in his mind ) spell hit him and he told himself he’d let her win this one so her confidence would grow and the blow of losing would be even harder. He got to his feet, shook dust from his shoulders and chuckled. “Haven’t you already lost? With so much death on your side…” He shook his head, tutted his lips, stepped closer and muttered a, “Diffindo,” under his breath, wand aimed at Aurora’s face. “There’s no winning any more, babes, when you’ve already lost so much.”

There were no words for how quickly Rory’s scowl grew ugly, and pronounced. She couldn’t be sure he knew her—again, how many fucking elitist languid assholes were there in the world?—but he was saying things that would hit, that would hurt, and the reminder of her father, of Minerva and Kingsley and Harry, well, it had fury coursing through her bloodstream. “You—” she began furiously, and then her cheek was stinging, stinging furiously, and she realised she was bleeding, that even if she’d knocked him down, he’d taken her emotions and used them to his advantage. Fuck this guy. In a second, she’d eyed the distance between them, clocked it, and darted forward, shoving her elbow into his stomach, saying, “Keep telling yourself that, babes,” and dancing her way out of his space as quickly as she could —- most of these pureblood assholes ( Mads’ face flashed into her head for a moment as the exception ) were fucking useless physically, but she didn’t want to give him the chance —- and if he was quicker, well, she didn’t want to make herself a bigger target than she needed to be for him to cast at next.

keepsschasing‌:

sage smiled before she fired off a spell and blew off an attacker from one of the fourth years. “I wish we’d had at least some fanfare for our returns. would’ve made returning to school much more exciting.” she disappeared into a group of people and reappeared behind a death eater getting the better of a seventh year a few feet away, swiping at his legs and throwing a hex to keep him down. she watched the seventh year run to a younger student and then disappear into the chaos. 

“Yeah, surely we’re just as worthy of some fireworks, right?” Aurora quipped, which —- any other time, it would have been just a joke, but now, in light of the literal fireworks and fire in the background of Fred and George’s shop, well. Now it was both joke and a motivation to push back harder. She shot off a jet of red light at the masked figure behind Sage —- “oh, no you don’t,” she said, a laugh in her voice but a bite at its edge. Nobody would be able to attack Sage usually, was Rory’s belief, and she wasn’t about to let them do it while Sage was helping a kid. “No manners, this lot,” she threw out to her friend, tutting as she shot off another hex at the same attacker.

open for all my characters: JAMES / VIV / LO / KATYA / GENIE / AURORA

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Lucille Clifton, from The Collected Poems of L. C.; “The Death Of Joan,”

Like an April lily, you have grown in death, in a tragic snowy springtime.

Juan Ramón Jiménez, from The Selected Writings; “The Dead Girl,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

listen!!! normalize giving swords as romantic gestures!!!