🍂 ‘When death’ll close my eyelids
And my race on earth is run,
Will you miss me when I’m gone?’ 🍂
nothing makes me dislike a marauders fan quicker than excluding AND/OR HATINF PWTER
Thinking back a few months ago when I was reading Crimson Rivers for the first time at the same time I was reading The Hunger Games for the first time in school.
i was constantly like
"This happened in Crimson Rivers!"
in my head, in school
I’ve been reading The cadence of part time poets from @motswolo lately and i think it’s my favorite fic so far!!
here some fanarts of those lovely boys 🌼
Getting the gang back together
behind every hot girl there is unhealthy, slightly concerning, spiritual connection to harry potter’s dead parents dead friend group
Gonna reactivate my Night at the Museum brain cells if I’m not careful
james potter and marlene mckinnon are to the marauders fandom what steve harrington and robin buckley are to the stranger things fandom
I rewatched Dead Poets Society a few weeks ago and felt inspired to write this contrapuntal poem :)