All They Can Do Is Stand As Close As They Physically Can At All Times. I Guess

the insane powerplay of letting someone Almost kill you and saying no no go ahead. do it look ill respawn right here go ahead and finish me off you were talking big before now follow through. and then being Right . pangi the man that you are

i don't think i'll ever get over how MUCH ranboo knows about internet culture. IRL his story is unreal, and in the DSMP his story is....uhhh...."familiar" you could say

osmp bee duo my beloved

They stand like this in front of people to me,,, no one's gonna take it from you tr!pili damn,

theyve been saying bye to each other for like a minute

quick reference for my character on Ovis Origins !! A mc modded server by @/galatovis (twitter)

ok rosewater but its Regulus as a doctor/healer (some medical job) and Evan as being a mad scientist type so Regulus uses his job to help Evan do medical malpractice

history - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 179 - NSFW

"Fucking Merlin, Barty!" Regulus swore as his best friend appeared through the Floo unexpectedly, looking like he was in a rush.

"Yes, yes, you're so surprised," Barty drawled. "Except you can't be that much because you haven't cursed my prick off, so let's move on. Can I borrow Potter's old Quidditch jersey and one of your textbooks?"

As he asked, he was already striding over to one of the bookshelves and pulling Hogwarts, a History from the stacks.

"Why, pray tell, do you need those things?" Regulus asked, already dreading the answer.

"Because Rosie and I are going to roleplay as you and Potter," Barty replied, sending him a lewd grin and beginning to walk down the hall to Regulus and James's room. "The jersey's in the closet?"

Sighing, Regulus considered sending a hex toward his friend, or at least kicking him out. But honestly, this wasn't even on the list of the top ten most obnoxious things he'd done this month. "Wash it before you return it," he mumbled, turning back to the crossword he'd been doing.

"Ta!"

Regulus, to the first years: There are only three rules in the Slytherin tower: The lake is off limits, never piss of Mcgonagall, and Barty Crouch Junior is a HOME WRECKING WHORE

Barty, from across the room: BITCH

just a bee and an enderman having funky lil adventures