IMSO MAD I FOUND A JEGULUS PROFESSOR AU AND REG HAS HANAHAKI DISEASE BUT I CAN'T SHARE IT ANYWHERE BC IT'S EXPLICIT, SO WHO TF AM I SUPPOSED TO GIVE THIS TO 😭😭😭😭😭😭
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IMSO MAD I FOUND A JEGULUS PROFESSOR AU AND REG HAS HANAHAKI DISEASE BUT I CAN'T SHARE IT ANYWHERE BC IT'S EXPLICIT, SO WHO TF AM I SUPPOSED TO GIVE THIS TO 😭😭😭😭😭😭
ME DUH
Parallel Earth.
AMAZING
I LOVE
could someone respond to this, but is it supposed to make me uncomfortable?
the Gemini urge to eat shit and die
The cancer urge to keep it safe
the taurus urge to keep your eyes shut
the aries urge to give in
the cancer urge to be a dick
the libra urge to kick a baby
the libra urge to go home
hiya arc
'love' for the game
Hiya reg (I think)
"Padfoot!" James shouted, staggering dramatically through the doorway, a hand to his chest and the back of his hand to his forehead. "I'm in love!"
"Another girl from the shop?" Sirius sounded amused as he came into the living room, toweling his hair dry. "Not a girl. A boy."
Wip ask game
thanksss arc!
(how did I give it away this time that's its me)
You're the only person I know that says hiya
wrong. remu says hiya
hiya arc
'love' for the game
Hiya reg (I think)
"Padfoot!" James shouted, staggering dramatically through the doorway, a hand to his chest and the back of his hand to his forehead. "I'm in love!"
"Another girl from the shop?" Sirius sounded amused as he came into the living room, toweling his hair dry. "Not a girl. A boy."
Wip ask game
thanksss arc!
(how did I give it away this time that's its me)
just completely obsessing over the concept of regulus taking the mark as a bargain with walburga and orion so they don’t chase down and off sirius when he runs away
The amount of times I have considered writing this scene tho
do it Arc, please do it
Since @loonyloopylupin5 and @remuslupingf reminded me
HERE'S A NEW PICREW CHAIN
Link
Tagging: @cwossiants @ghost-spidey @loonyloopylupin5 @lauralestrange7 @toomanynotifications @acciorxses @remuslupininskirts @siriusblackinskirts @r-a-b @nevilleismywhore @princess-jules47 @carrot-top-weasley @jegulus-piece-of-trash @lexandra-maluary @slycassini @remuslupingf @andromedas-star @harryandginnydeservesbetter @one-happy-silent-geek-girl @anyone who wants to join!!
does this look like me? yeah kinda and also i added the elf ears cause why tf not?
no pressure tags: @theemeraldjewel @siriusblklftv @fuckboyregulus @miyazakibf @confusedkade @kiwiwhorez @hpdracosimp @miraculouslylutteopercyjackson and @ anyone who wants to join.
Awkward peace sign
Tagging @fuckboyregulus @dead-gay-wizards @trouvailleamor and anyone else who wants to<3
I love thissss
Tagging @hxuse-xf-black @wazgood-its-hannah @eattheduck @pandorcas-endgame @jegulus-piece-of-trash
thanks for the tag!
no pressure tags (bc I have no friends)
@mayberemey @honeydukes04
When you're muted on a server bc you refused to respect pedophilic/incestuous ships
what
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR VERY FAVORITE Captain of a hockey team/ punk rock rebel/ band member and so many other au's that Sirius is in
Not gonna specifically tag anyone...but reblog if you feel like it and put yours in the tags.
When I was 13 years old and curious about sex and love, I asked my mom if she had had sex before marrying my father (of whom she is still married to, and has been since before I was born). She said that that wasn’t really a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question. I said ‘sure it is, you’ve either had sex before him, or you haven’t’. She brought me onto the couch and sat me down and told me about the boy she liked when she was young and how one night she snuck into his house while his parents were gone and they were kissing and he said they should have sex and she said that she wanted to save sex for marriage and he laughed and basically took all her clothes off and he raped her and as my mom was telling the story she cried and this was the second time I had ever seen my mom cry. She was 12 when it happened.
In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy “friend” starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didn’t sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and she’ll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And I’m in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.
And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasn’t going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasn’t even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.
And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesn’t even remember it but that it’s something that she’ll never have the luxury of forgetting.
And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.
And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldn’t feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying “stop” over and over like a broken record but he must’ve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said “we should do this again sometime”. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.
And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonald’s first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didn’t listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just “asking for attention” and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him. And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.
And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.
And I’m so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I don’t know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? And… Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.
-16 year old girl
Did I reblog this already I dont care
Reposting this a a victim of sexual abuse from my brother
Reblogging as a victim of rape by a close friend.
Reblogging because my sister, mother, and friends have all been used without permission.
CONSENT.CONSENT.CONSENT.REMEMBER THAT SHIT!
Consent. Always.
reblogging for my mom
rebloging for my best friend who was 13 and said no but the 20 something yo ignored her
she told me about a few months after bc she was scared of telling anyone and we cried so hard as held her
he’s still out there walking free and we know she probably wasn’t the first or the last but nobody would believe it
Rebloging for my 5 year old self
reblogging for my 17 year old self.
reblogging not for me, but for all the girls who’ve been hurt, and will continue to keep getting hurt unless we do something about our society
reblogging because NO ONE DESERVES THIS, and frankly I’`m horrified this still has to be said.
reblogging as a sexual assault victim
I'm not a sexual assault victim, but I'm reblogging for the girls and guys that are. if I could, I would be there for everyone out there and I would be that person that they can hold onto and cry on
Typical day with Arcturus,
@dead-gay-wizards
😬😬
Timmy talala my ding ding dong is now the only thing I will call him
lol omg please do
Yes my name is David
narvok- vo
Gevn- gv
All of the letters are crossed out-
bruh I don’t even have a name anymore
C or Oo lmao
C
My name would be C
hh
Hi, I'm *breathes out deeply*, what's your name?
Typical day with Arcturus,
@dead-gay-wizards
ha?
every single person who reblogs this
every
single
person
will get “doot doot” in their ask box
I WANT TO KNOW YOUR SECRET
SERIOUSLY THOUGH WHAT ARE YOU
I GOT THIS AND I WAS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK
there are over 128,000 notes and i still got one
how
i reblogged this less than 2 minutes ago
how the actual fuck
well
do not question
ive done this before you truly do get doot doot in your askbox
Lol doubt it
Haha doubt this will work buuuut
What the hell, I’ll try it
I GOT A DOOT DOOT
I wants a doot doot
hoooowwww does this work??!
Idk man, like I don’t think it’ll work but 🤷🏼♀️
Hehe😏 bet
Lets try it. Idk if it’ll work
IT WORKS
IT HAS OVER 2 MILLION NOTES, i wanna try
which paranormal being are you?
(sorry but we cant all get vampire)
The Vampire
You’ve never been satisfied. There’s a deep longing at your core that you’ve never been without, but perhaps have only just begun to identify. When will it be enough? When can you be at peace? Your hunger burns and claws at you, pulls you forward like the lurch of gravity. Does your longing hurt those around you? Would you care if it did? At times the strangle hold of your thirst makes it impossible to know anything else, care about anyone else. You serve only that unquenchable thirst.
@mirrorinthesky @effiesspoon @elder-millenial-trash @regulusblackinskirts @emily-the-emily and anyone else who wants to try it.
The Shapeshifter
You would break yourself into a thousand pieces, shatter every bone, and pry off every inch of skin to be what you think others want. You’ve become so many different things over the years. At this point, you’ve been everything except at peace. You conform and change and adapt and desert entire pieces of yourself, but when will it be enough? When has it ever been enough for them, and when has it ever made you whole again? Speaking of, who are you anymore? Do you even know? How long has it been since you’ve recognized the face in the mirror. Are “you” still “you?”
i am disturbed by the accuracy.
i tag (no pressure): @kiwiwhorez @kaithewallflower @kember-writes @dead-gay-wizards @catboyregulus @theresthesnitch @heyitssmiller @impishtubist @queerdeadwizards @trouvailleamor
The Ghost
You walk unseen. You speak but no one listens. Your footsteps no longer make a sound, and your heart can no longer bear to beat. However, you do not walk alone. The past walks along side you, keeping you company though you beg it to leave you be. The only shadow you cast belongs to your pain and clings to your every move. If you could just get someone to look at you, really look at you, maybe then you could be free. You scream and scream but still they do not see. You’re starting to fear that you may be cursed to scream forever.
Oh. I don't like this
@effiesspoon @siriusly-a-timelady @prongsy @jeguluswhore @chaoticregulusstan @wazgood-its-hannah and anyone else who wants to
The Werewolf
They look right at you but do not know you. They see what they expect to see, and in some ways, they are right, but they don’t know what lurks just beneath the surface. Each day you feel less and less connected to the parts of you that are expected. There is a violence that claws at your heart, begging to be let out. However, you are both well aware that when it chooses to take over, there will be no permission needed. It will do as it will. The part that scares you the most? Deep down you want to let it out. You crave the freedom it can provide.
oh boy
no pressure tags @prongs103 @eattheduck
take my quiz if you want to feel sad about yourself
there are ten results, all colours, and no pop culture questions whatsoever.
white
you are a caricature of yourself. you are blank, and cruel people perceive that as purity. fangs are white, too- learn to bite. learn to rip and tear. you would benefit from finding another colour to swallow down. protect yourself. you deserve it.
@zephyr-thefwoggy-likes-sandwich @thatchicavai
*ribbit* sometimes I don’t like how accurate these are-
@steamedmomos @thatchicavai @thesexypanda-boo @just-wordsandthoughts @rebelliousrochelle
i hate how it held the power to make me cry
@ruins-of-heart @thelastfunctioningbraincell @raenprabhaker @niftyalways @literally anyone
The quiz that calls you out real bad
*I took it twice coz why not*
No pressure ✌️
@fangirlinindia @fangirl2o20 @shadowhunting-hooligans @noah-herondale-lightwood @mentally-unstable-fangirl @dark-artifices-only @lunaoncesaid @anyonee
tysm for the tag!! ily <33
yellow
you act, you move. you laugh and you conduct light with your bare hands and you are so, so sweet. honey comes from smoke, and so do you. your jaw clicks in and out of place when you smile, and you are a prop for other people's lives. you don't blame them. you don't think you know how.
this one hits home bye-
tagging (no pressure) @lightwood-di-angelo-hargreeves @blackasmysoul @shadowhunting-hooligans @gabtapia @sanibond @they-ca-llme-princess @serendipity-memories @im-not-ruined-im-ruination @hardlymatters @haline-of-troy @youngreckless @ninacarstairss @too-many-aspirations @chrysalism-sonder @kithairondial @the-blackdale @snickerdoodlechittybangbang @totalbookmaniac @ anyone else who wants to do this
This is surprisingly relatable
Tagging anyone cos I’m stood under a half collapsed gazebo and I’m tired
grey
repression tastes like chalk. you build yourself a lighthouse and haunt the stairwell all on your own- you think it's funny. you are angry, and tired, and people want so much from you but never listen when you speak. don't be petty- keep talking- i will listen.
wow
open tag
I HAD TO KNOW
green
oh, darling. you only chose to wear green because someone told you you look good in it. it's much the same with the rest of your life- you give advice, you're good at giving advice, and you're good at being everything they need from you. when is the last time you weren't useful? when is the last time you weren't cunning, and biting, and brilliant? when is the last time you thanked yourself?
Tagging @that-siriusblack-grin @brianst0rm @crystalized-drumming @out-in-the-forest0 @prongsy @eiraaaaaaaaaaa @mischiefxmoonyy @sabalantsov @sanktabitchass @antoinetteweasley and anyone else <3
Thank you for tagging me now I’m all vulnerable
Motherfucker
Tagging: @im-still-tryin-to-find-it @moonysbitofmagic @dead-gay-wizards and everyone because yes
Thanks for the tag!
Black
tell me about isolation, beloved. tell me about loneliness in a crowd of thousands, about painting yourself deaf, about becoming something nobody can hold in their hands without it stinging. you are still breathing, out of spite or otherwise. sing with me.
Oh. That's fun
Tagging (no pressure): @effiesspoon @wazgood-its-hannah @eattheduck @marauders-my-love (idk who else to tag)
thanks for the tag!
blue
what are you mourning? where will you put the sky when your shoulders give out? atlas, quick-tongue, kind and kind and kind and how, you wonder, will you make them love you? there is a line between manipulation and everything else, and to get the things you needed (shelter. food. a hand off the ground.) you twisted things until you forgot how to do anything else. stop laughing, love. someone will hold you when you run out of clever words.
is it normal for a quiz to make me cry?
tagging @heirofgryffindorsblog @prongs103 @honeydukes04