list of my favorite things about jeremy knox:

he's an english major

he's a middle child

he says words like "heck" and "hecka" and "hecked"

his best friends are lesbians

barkbark von barkenstein

having different animal noises as ringtones for the trojans based on what position they play

uses a light racquet for more control over winning stick checks

bleached his entire head because he couldn't go through with frosted tips

"you are going to be my success story: jean moreau the person, not jean moreau of the perfect court."

gay

no rizz. just insane music taste & a peculiar amount of knowledge about very niche topics and historic events

Too Sweet by Hozier but it's Remus explaining to Mary why he doesn't want to be with her

there is 0 parallels between drarry and jeg*lus, you dumb cunt 🤦‍♀️

I'm confused as to why you're upset but this is the first time anyone's sent me one of these so I'm honestly more excited about that

my gender is between me and god but unfortunately for me i am an atheist so i'm having to do all the work here

Unfortunately, I am constantly plagued by awareness of drarry/jegulus parallels

James' and sirirus' borderline codependency was cute. Admirable, even. Until it wasn't.

And the saddest part about it all is even with Remus and regulus around James and Sirius will always gravitate towards eachother. James is hurt? Where's Sirius? Sirirus had yet another nightmare? James' name is the first one past his lips. This drives their respective partners mad. Makes them feel like their affection isn't quite enough. What no one understands is for just how long these boys had only eachother to rely on. James was, at the ripe age of 12 holding Sirius while he slept, getting him to eat after Sirius' mother reached her hands across the dining table, down his throat stealing the appetite right from his stomach. Sirius was the one there to rub james' back when, bless their hearts, his parents were quite able to understand the ache in their sons lungs. And it's hard, to come down from that high. When you've found your constant. That one person in the world who with no more than a glance can take the thoughts from your head and sop up the pain in your body with a nod of the head and an "I know" and they love their boyfriends, of course they do. But you can't, no matter how hard you may try, writhe your way between the seems of a bond once made by two scared eleven year old boys. Regulus hated James when he was young, despised him even. Because James took his brother away. James stole Sirius attention the moment he'd walk into the room and now, now regulus hated his own brother for that same reason. Remus knew how much Sirius loved him. But the shame he'd fill with when he had to call James up and ask how to handle his own boyfriend. His whole soul hurt when Remus fought tooth and nail to get that poor boy home from Azkaban and the only request when Remus offered "anything. Anything at all." Was James fleamont potter. Remus even often thought that if Sirius really had to choose between them, when it all boiled down to, Sirius just could not live without james. And Regulus knew that James would throw his whole life away for sirirus. He'd give the very blood from his veins to that man, utterly unbeknownst to the idea that the life he gave sirirus may as well have taken the air from regulus' lungs, because sirirus needed James. Bad, sometimes. But regulus needed him too. And he wasnt always there in that way he so consistently could be for regulus' brother. So when James and sirirus fall to their knees in that helpless, tearful way they always seemed to, Remus and Regulus can only stand awkwardly off to the side, offering eachother a sympathetic glance over a bond they will never know, and a sort of love that they will never feel.

And it's no one's fault. Because sirius couldn't trust anyone quite the way he did james, and James couldn't quite explain what that meant in any frequency the others could understand.

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Uhm anyways I hope you cried or something.

Cause I did.

Bitches spend way Way WAY too much money on books just to put them on the shelf and read fanfiction instead because they have a problem and need serious help

It's me, I'm Bitches

Re-reading carry on, reliving Baz's massive, gigantic embarrassing crush on Simon. You can fit so much yearning on that boy, I love him so much I feel like my chest is going to explode

rip regulus black you would’ve loved saying “womp womp”

Anytime I think about trans Regulus I think about Sirius looking all over the world for his little sister. He's so scared and concerned and why did she just go missing all of the sudden? And Regulus doesn't think Sirius would even care to look for him so he doesn't leave any sort of trail leading behind him

genuinely one of the worst things that’s happened to television in the last few years (exacerbated by streaming services) is death of Filler. going from 20 episodes to 8 because “we didn’t really need that episode where the main characters went to the beach right? it had no long lasting effect” but we DID!!! we needed to see how they act without the Big Bad Plot and to establish the dynamics between the characters and lay in the sun (do they forget sunscreen? how do they react to a thieving seagull? do they get buried in the sand or do they do the burying?). the plot isn’t everything. the action doesn’t hit as hard without the quiet moments. give us character development and our little scenes back

Potential Drarry fic idea I've been sitting on:

Voldemort actually died on Halloween and Harry was raised by Wolfstar. After Hogwarts graduation, he and Draco both become professional seekers and have a lil athletic enemies-to-lovers arc.

Anne Carson (2009)

Arthur S. Way (1898)

George Theodoridis (2010)

Ian C. Johnston (2010)

E.P. Coleridge (1910)

Theodore Alois Buckley (1892)

John Peck, Frank Nisetich (1995)

R. Potter (1906)

M. L. West (1987)

William Arrowsmith (1958)

Philip Vellacott (1972)

Michael Wodhull (1782)

Kenneth McLeish (1997)

David Kovacs (2002)

Andrew Wilson (1993)

Euripides - Original (408 BCE)

Remus opened his letter, surprised when it appeared to be a howler. The last time he’d heard one was the day before Sirius got disowned back in 5th year.

He was in the dining hall for breakfast, sitting at the staff table. He watched as Harry and Hermione plotted, looking anxious. He blew it off, as it seemed Harry was always weary.

“A howler,” Snape sneered from beside him.

“Astute observation, Severus.” Remus told him, nodding at him.

Remus disregarded Snape, and focused on the howler. There was no name on it, so it was possible it was from a student playing a prank. In good nature, for the prankingnostalgia, Remus opened it.

There was silence for a moment before a loud, booming voice started to yell. “DARLINGGGGG, GUESS WHOS BACK FROM JAIL” And it was his Sirius Black. And he knew they would find each other again.

What if I ... wrote a little ... wolfstar fic ... just for funsies