James: “you Wouldn’t Hit A Man With Glasses”

the Blacks are sooo cunty. like wdym ur a problematic filthy rich family with a black sheep and a mamas boy who are both gay. the tabloids would eat this up.

Remus: I've only slept nine hours over the past four days so I'm right on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Remus: [bites his wand]

Remus: This isn't a bagel.

writing? oh, i’m definitely writing. in my head. during the most inconvenient times. like in the shower or when i’m about to fall asleep. actual typing? no, no, we don’t do that here.

*Regulus finds out Voldemort was Tom Riddle*

Regulus: you’re NOT a pureblood?

Voldemort: well, no, but i am slytherin’s descendant. my father was a muggle—

Regulus: YOUR FATHER WAS A MUGGLE??

Regulus: AND YOUR MOTHER COULDN’T DO MAGIC??

Regulus: YOU’RE A QUARTER BLOOD

Voldemort: That’s not a thing

Regulus: Your nose is not a thing

Voldemort: Avada Kedavra

only 34?? dam

i think about Wolfstar at least 34 times in the span of an hour and I'm not sure that's healthy anymore.

james thinks he's too mcuh and regulus thinks he's not enough thank you and goodnight

me writing the worst paragraph of my life knowing that a sexier, more hydrated version of me will fix it later

The Black Brothers trying to explain his trauma to people

I wish boobs were detachable. Because sometimes I want to look like a genderless being, other times the outfit needs boobs.