YAY FINALLY GOOD PETER CHARACTERIZATION

Okay maybe today wasn’t that terrible

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.

... do I detect a Bowie reference..?

My Sirius Black is so androgynous no one can tell if he’s a boy or a girl

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.

nononononononono pls make it stop

the thing is that sirius and regulus BOTH thought they were “mine’s still black n bruised” and the other was “yours is perfectly fine”

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Sirius: Regulus won't come out of his room.

James: Just tell him I said something.

Sirius: Like what?

James: Anything factually incorrect.

Regulus: *Walking into the living room later* I'm sorry, did you just say that the sun was a planet-

The Marauders didn’t just break my heart; they rewrote my entire definition of friendship, and now I can’t look at anything the same way.

“I can’t make you understand. I can’t make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I can’t even explain it to myself.”

— Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis