moonwater pressing foreheads together. moonwater intertwining pinkies so they dont lose each other. moonwater fiddling with the hems of each other’s shirts. moonwater playing with each other’s jewellery. is the mic on. do you guys hear me.
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moonwater pressing foreheads together. moonwater intertwining pinkies so they dont lose each other. moonwater fiddling with the hems of each other’s shirts. moonwater playing with each other’s jewellery. is the mic on. do you guys hear me.
No one actually knew Moonwater was dating until one time in the library when Remus called regulus “baby”.
They weren’t even trying to hide it, everyone was just oblivious to them.
In the library.
Remus: “hey baby can u pass me that?”
Regulus: “why do you always make me do everything.” Gives him the thing he was asking for.
Lily: “wait what did you just call him?”
Peter: “I heard that too, is there something going on?😏”
Remus: “did you guys not know?”
Regulus: “we’ve been dating for months now.”
Marlene and james: “WHAT!”
Remus: “I thought we were being obvious?”
James: “APPARENTLY THE FUCK NOT? WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME?!”
Remus: “I mean we never really hid it.”
Regulus: “you guys are just kinda slow sometimes.”
Peter: “…”
Peter: “so who’s gonna tell Sirius.”
I know the Zutoph and the Tokka can coexist peacefully.
Aang: Do you think they're going on adventures without me?
Katara: Go back to sleep Aang
I LOVE THEM
....i ship now
Working on some edits rn, im dyin
i heard we are shipping zuko and toph
No lo sabes, pero ella es reina del infierno
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You don’t know, but she’s queen of hell
barty loved the sound of evan’s heartbeat, it grounded him, reminding him that evan was real.
and then evan died lol
barty with an italian accent
(somewhere evan is screaming into a pillow)
the concept of evan and barty having a crush on regulus at the same time as marlene and lily having a crush on mary
8 year old evan: i’m so lonely, the only friend i have is my sister—everyone else thinks im weird and i just want someone else who doesnt run away from me and matches my weirdness
barty somewhere in scotland:
Scottish barty feels more evil to me than usual
While I enjoy the headcannon of Barty, Evan and Regulus being absolute academic weapons in Hogwarts, I also believe that they were an absolute nightmare to teach.
Regulus never listens to a thing he was told, spoke back to professors and was almost as bad to teach as Sirius but still never misses a class. Slughorn is the only teacher who likes him and no one understands why.
Barty didn’t listen either and never shut up; to remedy this, he gets moved away from Regulus and Evan to which he gets louder and more disruptive, but if you pick on him to give an answer he’ll know it immediately.
Evan has never handed in a piece of homework in his life nor has he ever been on time for a lesson either. His attendance is atrocious and if he’s not antagonising the teacher into a near breakdown, he’s asleep.
Non of them are allowed to sit next to each other because of the disruption they cause (that is almost worse than the marauders) and yet they still pass every test with ease.
Barty who hates his father with every molecule in his body, and Barty who loves his mom more than his heart can take.
Barty who finds immense pleasure and satisfaction in hurting his father’s reputation, and Barty who despises how it hurts his mother in turn.
Barty who hates coming home every summer to be the noble heir his father expects him to be, and Barty who loves nothing more than to sit with his mother and let her gently comb through his hair.
Barty who spends all day ranting to his friends about how happy he is to be away from his father, and Barty who cries every night knowing how lonely his mother must feel without him.
Barty who lives to give his father a taste of his own medicine, and Barty who hates himself a little more for it because his mother would be saddened.
Barty who laughs in his father’s face through out the day and Barty who can’t stand being himself for being a bad son to his mother, at night.
Barty who loves and hates himself.
Barty who just wants to be his momma’s boy.