Barty And Remus Both Get Carried Around A Lot For The Same Reason But Very Different At The Same Time.

OK, so I read this dead poets society fic a while ago. I can't remember the name of it for the life of me, and it's a soulmate au where the longer you spend away from your soulmate once you find them the more irrational you feel (if u find it please leave a link for others to find, I don't remember how I found it the first time and I'd love to credit them.) In the fic Todd was getting extra anxious and Neil was getting angry?? Maybe frustrated something like that because Neil got himself locked up on the roof.

But can I possibly present it the other way round for you all...

Todd, who has finally found the first person to actually see him, to love him unconditionally, to actually want him for him and not some name he's supposed to live up to. So irrationally, he wants to desperately hold onto that love, letting himself be selfish for once in his life. He gets agitated beyond belief, wanting Neil back with him yesterday.

And Neil "I don't know how to process emotion, but at the same time, I feel everything way too deeply." Perry just shuts down, unsure of what to do with what he is currently feeling, so he shuts down and becomes dissociative and quiet. Neil is also used to not getting what he wants, with usually little protest from him, so he goes quiet.

That feeling when your ceiling has collapsed and your dad is eating steak that has rubble in it and you ask if he's done anything to cause this and then he tells you some batshit insane stuff about cows and the roof and the door not being big and OH MY FUCKING GOD DID HE BUILD A CRANE???? and btw your uncle is there too chilling (bleeding out) (he was not meant to operate heavy machinery) (at least we now know why)

Barty with a vagina is an extreme squirter.

the beauty of remus john lupin

pale looking, delicate features, long face covered in freckles and scars, slightly crooked nose, astonishingly big, almond shaped, hazel eyes with flecks of gold, thick, long, curled eyelashes, chipped tooth, soft rosy lips, curled light brown hair, slutty waist, thin fragile wrists, long hurting scarred fingers, 6’4 feet tall, too skinny, ill looking, bandaged hands tightly gripping a cane, a warm gentle smile, a mellow voice that sounds just like a song, a scent of blood, honey, deep green forest, burning candles and old parchments, a lit cigarette always between his teeth, a warm jumper and haunting sad gaze.

Voldemort: I have an army. Percy: We have an Oliver whose quidditch pitch was destroyed.

The funniest part about the House MD Fandom is that I've never seen a single incorrect take. Somehow every single ridiculous thing people have to say about House MD is 100% correct. Those ridiculous posts about House finding toothpicks in people's assholes? Actually happened in an episode. Some guy had bacterial vaginosis in his mouth. House himself actively says homophobic things constantly - just to piss people off, not even because it's what he actually believes - but will come home drunk and sleep in Wilson's bed and Wilson just LETS HIM DO THAT?? Nothing House says should be taken seriously unless he's giving you a diagnoses because the only person he's advocating for besides the patient is The Devil. Cuddy only wears thongs. There's a bi disaster doctor in a wheelchair at one point. 13 is just there being hot and bi for seasons. Chase is just there being hot and saying "naur". Foreman is there wishing he could punch House in the face and Chase actually DOES it at some point. Cameron makes out with House in order to drug him. NO ONE in this show is okay and they're all committing medical malpractice constantly in front of an international audience

Had a funeral on Tuesday had dance practice on Wednesday, which made me feel like shit since my dance partner was real vocal about not wanting to dance with me and had work Thursday and Friday. So big week.

But on a different note

I'm over 3000 words and 7 pages into a google doc of the first chapter of the 10 bllu children, and here is a tiny fluffy snippet of what I wrote tonight before I go to sleep.

‘How far along are you?’ Regulus questioned, tilting his head to look up at his lover, big grey eyes full of adoring love for his significant other. ‘Umm, three weeks but technically almost two months.’ That managed to get Regulus to pull himself away from his task of giving Remus’ belly as many kisses as possible, sitting up and giving Remus a strange confused look before speaking. ‘What do you mean by that?’

‘Well, I’m a werewolf, so my pregnancy is a little shorter than humans.’

‘How much shorter are we talking?’

‘Anywhere between 2 to 5 months.’

Regulus could have passed out there and then, his mind is instantly swarmed with all they would have to prepare in such little time. And three weeks had already been wasted on thinking that Remus had a bad stomach bug when in reality he had started carrying their little baby. And wow, wasn’t that a thought, they were going to have a baby, a real living breathing human being that was theirs. He couldn’t stop himself from just staring, mouth hanging open. The only way to describe what he was feeling was pure awe, already so insanely proud of Remus for even making it this far.

‘We’re having a baby darling.’ Regulus whispered into Remus’ curls, holding him close to his chest, bringing a hand down between them to rub at Remus’ baby bump. Remus himself had tears in his eyes again, wrapping his arms around his neck and snuggling close.

Remus, not even realising that the extreme urge to mate around his birthday isn't because Regulus makes him feel extra special for his birthday but because it is a literal wolf thing.

Just mpreg Remus, where instead of a human 9-month pregnancy, it's the length of a wolf, which is roughly 2 months, or a werewolf, which is around 3 months. No matter how you look at it, everyone is going to be collectively losing their shit. Just picture the chaos.

You know that thing with like Barty wanting to kill his father, and Evan is like we can also kill my parents, and Regulus is like we can practice on mine.

What if they went through with it and after they realised how satisfying it was they started up an extermination company together.

"We kill your trauma and hide the body for free"

It costs extra if you need more than one body hidden.

aparently in the latest fantastic 4 comics johnny storm has been in a relationship with an alien, and that would be pretty standard affair for marvel heroes, right.

except someone at marvel with fucking balls of steel and the biggest brain in the known universe made the alien look... actually alien

this is the greatest thing ive seen in my life, is almost enough to make me want to read the comic