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Remus: I have to get back before Sirius thinks I abandoned him

Sirius, in the distance: Moons? Moony?!

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hoodie thief and his dog friend

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Regulus: I hate you

James: *in his head* enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst with happy ending, 300k+ words

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james potter saw small and miserable, wet cat looking ass regulus black and asked "anyone gonna take this?" and didn't wait for an answer

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in another life we were given the chance to learn how to be brothers again...

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"Lost with you, in you, and without you. If I am anything, I am yours."

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Hogwarts houses not as your defining trait but the way you survived your childhood — the way you coped with your trauma.

Ravenclaw is the book you buried your nose in as you put one foot in front of the other. They are the children who stayed under the bed with flashlights to catch the monster under the bed. They are the children who came to believe themselves to be monsters. Ravenclaw is a room where you store all the things you try to forget. It’s spending years trying to think your way out of that room. Its knowing the world is a vicious place and finding wonder in it anyways.

Slytherin is keeping your head down and your eyes open. It’s blood in your mouth and venom on your tongue. Slytherin is being sharp and precise and deadly as a snake because there’s no other way to survive. It’s knowing there’s no space for you in this world unless you’re willing to carve it out. They are the children who learned to bide their time. To wait for the perfect moment to strike. To go in for the kill. Slytherin is knowing there is no justice in this world unless you make it.

Gryffindor is a tightly clenched fist to keep your hands from shaking. Its children who used to hide under the bed. Children who swore they’d never let anyone make them afraid again. Gryffindor is raised eyebrows and hackles. It’s children who know fear like a second skin. They wrap themselves in it like a home. Gryffindor is digging your toes into the earth and widening your stance. It’s matching the lions predatory gaze with a challenge of your own and clenching your jaw so it doesn’t tremble.

Hufflepuff is a pair of trembling hands that hold on tight. It’s knowing that caring leads to betrayal and deciding to care anyways. It’s tear stains and heart strings boldly on display. It’s knowing life isn’t fair but choosing to try anyway. They are the children that know the world is cruel. They are the children that love it anyway.

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it was indeed snake-y propaganda.

a bit quick but here’s the comic i was telling you about !!

i also had an alicissa fanart idea i can’t wait to start ;))

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guess who’s back with the marauders memes

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in every fic remus lupin is absolutely gorgeous… it’s too much. i cannot cope any longer. let me have him

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Tom Riddle, writing in his diary with a pink glitter gel pen: I am loosing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. I have nothing left.

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Me reading enemies to lovers fics in 2012

Me reading enemies to lovers fics in 2021

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Sirius: Why isn't the statue smirking at me? Lily: It isn't smirking at anyone, they're all just imagining it. James: Three of us saw it, Lily. How do you explain that? Lily: *points at James* Sleep deprivation. *points at Regulus* Paranoia. *points at Peter* Delusional personality disorder.