I don’t know how to explain my chronically online-ness to real life people. Like yeah Sarah, sorry i couldn’t FaceTime with you before i fell asleep, i don’t sleep until four and drink copious amounts of caffeine because I’m reading stories about harry potters dad and harry potters dad’s best friends brother fucking, also harry potters mum is in love with luna Lovegoods mother :)
Nothing, just me using any and all words to avoid using the word “said” twice after dialogue, nothing, just me writing Barty chortles, slamming his hand on the cot Chortles. Fucking chortles
“Jegulus, dorlene, pandalily, wolfstar, roskiller+ ect would never happen!!”
obviously not….? These are WIZARDS we are talking about?
do you know what wouldnt happen in real life? Remus being a fucking warewolf?
do you know what wouldnt happen in real life??Them going to a literal fucking magic school!😭
Peter yelling “I know the name of Lockhart’s cologne!” in class so the marauders know the answer to the question is false
i know that most jily shippers who hates on jegulus is because they self insert as her
I pickled the blorbos. They get separate jars bc I'm evil like that
If you hate Lily Evans you will die and go to hell
Is this normal? Every time I see blood I think of Rosekiller. Every time someone mentions cannibalism, murder or bones I think of Rosekiller. Every time I walk past a cemetery or some gothic building I think of Rosekiller. Every time I come home at night and walk past the forest I think of Rosekiller....
Guys I just spent the last ten minutes crying over a edit of thresh and rue paralleling reaper and dill. Like I’m genuinely stricken by grief at these children who I knew would die, dying. I am NOT okay do NOT contact me for a least the next 24 hours or I’ll cry.