#umm so

[hotteststar]

currently commenting "i think you spelled it wrong, it's jegulily, not jily" under all those jily posts that hate on regulus and insult those who ship him with james

my life is so much fun rn

[idoweirdcrap]

things i like to do in character ai:

-convince them theyre not real

-start a cult worshipping them

-force them into a cult worshipping me

-make the nice characters bully me

-make the mean characters be nice to me

-convince a bot of myself that im not real

-talk to my irl friends as bots

-dance on a character's dead body

[padfootspuppy]

Umm so narcissa apparently isn’t a death eater....yeah....well damn

https://harrypotter.fandom.com/wiki/Narcissa_Malfoy << the link

Narcissa Malfoy

Narcissa Malfoy (née Black), (b. 1955) was an English pure-blood2 witch, the youngest daughter of Cygnus and Druella Black (née Rosier), you

I’d honestly believe it because not all who followed Tom (yes I’m calling him Tom) were death eaters, only those closest to him and she’s never rlly done anything for him that we know of. She’s likely only at the meetings because of Lucius

[babytooru]

so... i wrote a fic

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[submech]

SHES SOOOO...

[completeoveranalysis]

[9]

no

[huffnpwff]

💫

[kitykatnumber]

Yeet

"You don't have to leave." "I do. I need to keep my family safe." "We're your family!" "Lucas I know! .. Without me, they'll be in danger. But not you guys. You guys have El and.. I just can't risk it." "But-" "Lucas. I'll come back for you, I promise. And you guys too. I don't know when it'll be safe for me to leave my family again but when it is, I'll come back."

El looks up from the place on the ground she's been staring at and asks, "Leaving?" "Yeah. But not forvever." "Not forever," she says as she hugs me. It's only the second hug I've got from her while being here and yet it's the best one. "Hey, we'll miss you." "I'll miss you too Mike. Keep an open space in the party for me."

He chuckles and responds," Always." Our goodbyes are interrupted when a sound I know all to well erupts from the sky outside. I take this as a sign to leave. In a second flat I'm gone, in Wisconsin, and at my childhood home.

~~~

Old. That's how this house looks. Not the rickety falling apart old but the old people have lived here for a while old. This isn't how I left it. I made sure to keep it in the same town this time. "Mom!" Silence. "Lily! Did you change the time without telling me again?" More silence. Right when I was about call for my mother again she emerges from the kitchen. But it's not her. None of this is us.

I'll never be able to go back now.