tysm for the tag ilysm
I personally disapprove
@bluedahlia912 @deswhomst @printershorts @hawthornewhore @arcadianstar27 @toooster @mairon-goth-minion + any1 else
haha thank you for the tag @wannabelilybriscoe! what a fun way to be exposed in public
I mean yeah... that checks out. not sure about the tumblr girlies, but I can live in hope :')
np tags: @livinginsunnyhell @a-pine-cone @moonymoom and anyone else who hasn't already done this and would like to!
Regulus' favorite type of flowers are dried ones
or yk potter, to James, to Jamie (depending if u like that)
or sirius' little brother to Regulus to reggie
In every Jegulus fic there is a moment where James goes from “Potter” to “James”
This is adored and loved and I eat up every second of it.
In every Jegulus fic there is a moment where Regulus goes from “Sirius’ little brother” to “Regulus”
This should be talked about more and celebrated! I eat it up every time.
he would
mine - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 289
“Evan,” Pandora said slowly, pulling a worn-looking t-shirt out of the basket of clean laundry she was folding. “What is this?”
Evan looked up from his Nintendo Switch and eyed the shirt before looking back down. “That’s a shirt,” he mumbled, wincing as a loud womp-womp sound echoed from the speakers.
Pandora let out a loud sigh and resisted the urge to slap her brother over the head. “I know it’s a shirt, you idiot,” she replied. “But whose is it?”
“Not mine,” Evan responded, not even looking her way this time.
It was at this point that Pandora considered getting a new roommate. “Right,” she nodded, gritting her teeth. “Do you know who it might belong to?”
But before Evan could give another helpful response, the bathroom door opened, and Barty Crouch–dressed in only his boxers– walked out, looking extremely comfortable, especially considering he didn’t live there.
“Oh, that’s mine! Thanks, Pan!” he said happily, taking the shirt from her hand and pulling it on before grabbing a banana from the table and jumping onto the couch next to Evan.
Pressing her fingertips to the bridge of her nose, Pandora reminded herself that murder was currently illegal. “Barty. Why was your shirt in the washer? At a flat where you don’t even live?” she demanded.
“Because it was dirty,” he explained, looking at her like she was crazy.
“Do I want to know why?” she asked, already knowing she didn’t.
“Probably not, honestly,” Barty replied, grinning.
But Evan, still mashing at buttons on his Switch, piped up. “It got all stained last night when we were fu-”
But Pandora decided she had enough. “I’m going to Lily’s,” she interrupted, deciding she was probably never going to come back.
I live for it <33
The fact that Marauders fans took what was a completely straight story and ripped it out of She Who Shall not be named hands and dunked it in a rainbow is so funny to me ❤️
hey just a reminder to respect trans ppl or I'm gonna identify as a fucking problem
The sheer childlike joy Pandora feels the first time Lily takes her to an aquarium !!!
Fuck trump
Hope kamala knows that she deserved to win tbh 😔
thanks to donald trump, china could start dropping bombs on my country at any moment.
congratulations on making kids fear for their lives, even across the world.
naw my mind went racing after reading this
regulus goes weak anytime james kisses his neck
*tearing up* thank you friend ilysm
Ttpd is like if Folklore and Reputation had a child but it was babysat by Midnights
I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere-- Chappell Roan my beloved
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