Pandora Lovegood Who Has Her Own Little Farm In Her Garden At Home

If you hate Lily Evans you will die and go to hell

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

i know that most jily shippers who hates on jegulus is because they self insert as her

Hey guys! Ive made a fic.

(This is going to be a long tangent btw)

its called extra sweet coffee on ao3 by L1zz_1111.

relationships: jegulus, wolfstar, marylily, rosekiller, dorlene.

Im still working on it, over twenty thousand words written. Its a coffee shop au, relatively fluffy with hints of angst.

no bartylus, no jegulily, past jily though. (I really dont like bartylus D:)

Sirius and regulus have a good relationship, remus and Sirius are so amazing.

Barty and Evan own the cafe, evan has almost burned it down so he isn’t allowed to use the oven.

please read it! Please give me criticism good or bad!😋

ty bye!

Saw this pic on instagram and had to make it rosekiller

Will always go back to my roots

Pandorcas moodboard

I pickled the blorbos. They get separate jars bc I'm evil like that

regulus is pissing me off bc he's unreliable af and fucking repressed at that so i cant write about what he sees in james. admit to ur own stupid feelings fucking coward

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 :)

Beautiful - Rosekiller - @taylorswiftmicrofic - 189 words - AO3

“What’s that around your neck?” Regulus asks as Barty saunters into the Slytherin dorm that he might as well move into given how many nights he spends here. 

He flops onto Evan’s bed, grinning up at his boyfriend. “A necklace.” 

“I can see that,” he rolls his eyes. “What is in that vial attached to it?” 

“Evan’s blood,” Barty smirks. 

“That’s disgusting!” Evan pulls out a silver chain from under his shirt, with a matching vial on it, presumably containing some of Barty’s blood. “You two are freaks.” 

“Oh, I think it’s beautiful,” Pandora says. 

“Just like my Rosie,” and Evan kisses him, quick but intense. 

“It is kind of romantic,” Dorcas adds. “For them, at least.” 

Regulus looks around at his friends and sighs. “To each their own,” he mutters and returns to his essay. He is not going to question Barty and Evan on their…questionable display of affection. Not when he knows just how much they love each other. It’s gross, but Regulus can’t begrudge them for showing their love for each other, and in the process, weirding anyone who sees it out at the same time.