Almost Salted The Boiling Water Im Using To Sterilize My Dildo

*Sirius fucks something up*

Regulus: Now why would you do that???

Remus: Well, he’s not the brightest star in the sky

Sirius:

Sirius: Did

Sirius: Did you just-

you are transgender

It’s funny to me that there are other sides of tumblr. Like when people mention it I’m like, “oh the dead gay wizard website!”

Hebden Bridge, Calderdale, West Yorkshire (England)

Well that explains Ayzee’s freckles.

Reblog if you’ve made amazing friends online and are grateful for their existence

Remus *irritated*: What is wrong with you??

Sirius *having a meltdown*: EVerYthInG AppARENtLy!

James *walking in*: hey, slow down, what happened??

Sirius: REMUS PUT YOU DOWN AS HIS EMERGENCY CONTACT

James: Oh, wow, thanks rem, m'honored-

Sirius: OH WELL YOU TWO CAN GO SUCK EACH OTHERS FACES THEN, IM HIS HUSBAND. WHY IS HE EVEN CONSIDERING ANYONE ELSE-

Remus: LAST TIME I PUT YOU DOWN, YOU CALLED EVERYONE WHEN I'D JUST NEEDED A RIDE HOME

Sirius: AND HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT?? HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW MY HUSBAND WASNT DYING???

Remus: I WAS THE ONE WHO CALLED YOU!

James:

Sirius:

Sirius: technicalities.

Would you prefer slutty wolfstar or slutty wolfstar with angsty undertone ?

no words just 2005 Dean Winchester

Fictober Day 8

No prompt. Just an idea. Credits to @buckyalpine for the inspiration behind this.

Angst, Stucky-ish, hurt no comfort.

Bucky sits down in front of the engraved stone, fingers running over the letters as tears prick his eyes.

“I didn't know they could remove it, Steve. I-I was just tryna calm everyone done. Didn't needa be a situation. S-She did somethin’…”

He trails off, sobbing softly, forehead against Steve's gravestone, his heart aching.

“She took if off, Stevie. Didn't know they could do that. I-I though she trusted me, I thought they all trusted me. B-But they still… they still treated me like I was him. I'm not a monster, Steve.”

His chest aches, throat tight, fist clenched as tears pour down his face.

“I need you, Steve. Why'd you have to go off and get the girl? I thought… I thought you loved me. You said you loved me. Til the end of the line.”

His voice cracks and wavers.

“I guess that was the end of the line, me coming back. Steve, I'm not a monster. I was gettin’ better. I was gonna be okay, for you! Why didn't you gimme that chance?”

Bucky rambles on and on, tears pouring, sobs falling from his lips, his forehead pressed against the gravestone, heart aching.

When his tears finally dry, he stands, wiping his face.

“Love you, Steve.” He chokes out before walking away, hands shoved in his pockets.

Passerby always wondered who was leaving the expensive bouquets of flowers on Steve's grave. Afterall, no one spends that much money on a hero they never met. But after that day, the word spread and the speculation stopped. Bucky Barnes was Steve Rogers secret lover, the lover that stayed, even after death, leaving flowers on his grave.