she/her | super queer | cat lover | just really weird generally | mega shipper
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This is the only kind of friendship I want.
slytherin skittles hc that when pandora got pregnant, she was so upset about not being able to drink anymore so the rest of them didn’t have any alcohol or caffeine for the next nine months in solidarity
Well, duh. That’s how you stay rich!
regulus being one of the richest people in the wizarding world and still using james’ money for everything.
regulus: i want that. james give me your wallet
james: here baby *hands it over and kisses his forehead*
It’s called being cultured and diverse, darling. Rather excellent quality for our people to have, if I’m frank.
I love the Harringrove fandom because you will see one of the most vulgar, toe-curling, detailed smuts that was probably ever written on public transit, scroll, see bone-crushing theories and analysis about all of Billy’s equally brutal trauma and backstory and the Duffels stupidity, and then scroll further and see Billy in a pair of booty shorts with something like “Beware of this fucking thing” on the ass
"This fic is literally just porn, why do you care about the quality of the editing" unfortunately, both my brain and my dick have strong opinions about verb tenses.
Reblog to give prev the power to write their fanfiction
Living.
Billy: * grinning smugly in a ‘that’s my boyfriend, you bitches’ way *
Steve: I swing both ways.
Steve: Violently. With a bat. Come get some, motherfuckers.
This makes me so unbelievably miserable because, I mean, fuck. Isn’t it amazing how incredibly easy it is to make ( your ) kids happy but so many people just choose not to?
Thinking about Steve as a kid casually mentioning to one of his dad’s clients that his friend Tommy has a stronger dad than him because Mr Hagan can pick up him and Tommy at the same time.
“My dad said I’m too big to be picked up,” Steve tells him at a business dinner he was forced to go to. “Grandpa Otis can’t pick me up either ‘cause he fought in a war. Dad didn’t.”
Richard is sat there like “…” because it’s uncouth to tell your kindergartener to shut the fuck up in public.
For a week after this, Steve is carried every time he’s in public with his dad. He doesn’t connect the dots but he’s thrilled nonetheless
Honestly, I think you’re in the wrong fandom if you aren’t interested in those, love. They’re literally our foundation, our pride and joy, our entire reason for existing.
no, no i don’t
Honestly, HOW????
God he’s so fine
Lowkey me with my mama.
frolicking with mama :)
The feeling when your phone is finally fixed so you can post on Tumblr again:
I’M BAAAAAAAACK!!!!
AHHHHHH, NOT THE FINGERS IN THE BELT LOOPS.
Commission (to support the Summer of 85 zine) for @imneithernor, to support their story “One Spark (I’ve Got Your Electricity)”. This was an absolute delight do doodle, because I love me some confident Steve and flustered Billy <3
OH, MY GOSH. I LITERALLY JUST POSTED SOMETHING WITH THE SAME CONCEPT AND THIS IS THE EXACTLY THE SCENE I HAD IN MIND WHILE TYPING IT. EVERYTHING, DOWN TO THE GOOD BOY THING.
day two: First(time being manhandled)s
I can guarantee you that Billy had to make a bolt for the bathroom the first time Steve showed him his talent because, fuck, the way his mouth stretched and wrapped around his fist so obscenely was just too hot for Billy’s brain (he short circuited).
Unfortunately, Steve Harrington is the kind of guy who flirts by demonstrating that he can fit his fist in his mouth.
I don’t know if anyone will agree with me but it has to be said:
"Oh, but he's so muscular and manly!" you may say, but no. That is simply part of the straight boy facade, he is very queer and very near to literally combusting every time they brush shoulders while working.
When they finally get together, he goes absolutely weak for Viktor and turns the most adorable red at the realisation that he is one hundred percent his good boy (because he also, obviously, has a major praise kink).
Thank you for your time.
(Me realising after typing all of this out that this can genuinely be applied to so many of my ships. The main one would for sure be Jegulus, though. Reggie has him in a chokehold (which he very much enjoys, mind you) and James just could not be happier to give it all up at the sight of him.)
If they gave me the cat, I would genuinely just let them go berserk (because the cat would be my one and only priory upon sight, like a normal person).
Because seriously, CAT.
Since I already have one, this would finally let me fulfill my dream of my baby having another baby to hang out with.
Tumblr’s really just throwing out the most depressing, about-to-make-me-cry shit at seven in the morning when my defences are the lowest and my vulnerability is hyper existent.
More Jegulus hc:
When James and regulus dated during Hogwarts, James was always scared for regulus when it's time to go back for summer break.
He was always worried about what they did to him back in Grimmauld Place.
So they got matching tattoos that tracked eachother's heath, if regulus was injured or in pain it would flicker slightly and dim a little.
James got the Leo constellation on his right hip, the regulus star shone brightly when regulus was safe and healthy.
Regulus got a sun on his collarbone, close to his shoulders.
Even after their break up (after reg took the mark) James would still see the star on his hip shinning, sure it was dimmer than how it was back in Hogwarts but it was there.
However on the night, that fateful night in which regulus decided to be brave for once, James felt that deep down that something was wrong
That something made itself clear when he went to shower that night and saw that the star on his hip had ceased to glow at all.
The next morning, on the daily prophet he saw it.
The news of Regulus' death.
He felt a greif so deep it shattered his bones.
What he didn't know was that the sun on Regulus' collarbone, which was glowing brightly like James himself, was a small comfort for him before he died.
Regulus died thinking that James was still alive, away somewhere, happy.
My favourite (I say that about almost all headcanons because I just can’t pick one) to date.
Need Billy to come home on a winter day to the apartment he and Steve share, walk up to the sofa where Steve is napping on his belly, tug his pants down his thighs and shove his cold nose right between Steve's ass cheeks.
As someone who’s read copious amounts of fanfiction, mangas, manhwas as well as watching loads of dramas, etc., I can wholeheartedly say that I’ve seen a lot and am practically unfazed by most things.
That being said, I have been stung by certain tags which I, admittedly, missed (most often) or thought I could handle but alas, ‘twas not to be.
When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag
“Hey, babe. Watch this,” he says again later that same night, smirking lasciviously, in an ironically similar position as he climbs atop Steve and shows him his keg skills first hand, “Maybe you’ll learn a thing or two and reclaim your title.”
Billy's the type of boyfriend to ask Steve to watch him to do anything. Gonna drink from a keg? "Hey babe watch this!"
Happy New Year!!
fighting demons
Narcissa is genuinely so iconic.
This happened to my friend over the holidays and I just HAD to draw it…it’s too funny…
But also the other kind.
改meme①
(And a happy holidays to those who don’t celebrate!!)
James, turning around to face Reggie, in a rather desperate tone: Darling, please, let’s go have dinner. You need to eat something!
Regulus, pulling away, speaking dismissively and assertively: I have eaten! I am eating!
James, blushing profusely and facing away again before shoving his face in a pillow, extremely embarrassed: MY ARSE DOESN’T COUNT!!
Regulus, going back to his meal, scoffing and holding James down: Like fuck it doesn’t, Jamie.
(All that can be heard for the next hour are rather pitiful and loud whines until Reggie finally gives in and agrees to go out for an actual dinner. He’s quite chuffed with himself the whole time they’re out, not minding the fact that he has to feed himself as much as usual.)
James: baby you need to eat
Regulus: I have eaten
James: sucking my dick doesn’t count
Regulus: yes it dOES!
Literally on my Christmas wish list.
Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.