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florsial · 23 minutes
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Something something bartylus but it's just them sitting on a dirty and empty sidewalk together, their lives are falling apart but it doesn't really matter since they have each other and just a few minutes they use to imagine what their lives could be together.
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i don’t really fw barty crouch jr like that but i think it’s really funny how he seriously did not have to join the murderous cult and could’ve just. taught the youth.
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florsial · 32 minutes
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{Quotes marguaxpoetry on Instagram / Sarah Kay}
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hi saints it’s pavlov’s dog anon back at it again (so sorry for taking so long, but if u genuinely are serious about wanting a tooth charm…….i’d be very excited to make one) BUT what do we think about odontophiliac evan? like, i can’t stop thinking about it. i want him purposefully removing his lover’s molars and storing them in tiny jars to put on display. or he stares at barty with a completely unwavering expression and says, “i’m going to touch your teeth” and he just…jabs his finger into barty’s mouth and starts stroking over his teeth, pressing the pad of his finger against sharp canines…he doesn’t know why there’s literal warmth pooling in his belly because that guy does not feel Warm Things. i want evan pinning barty down to the bed and practically unhinging his jaw just so he can admire barty’s teeth. he’s got some 1800s old school medical bag, pulling out the most obscure tools just to poke and prod the inside of barty’s mouth. like i feel as though i’m going somewhere with this, and i need your Thoughts
tooth charm anon!!! how i missed you!!! oh my god yes please 🦷🦷. we could even match!
this ask is so gorgeous. the dynamic of Barty fondly holding himself in place while his Little Blonde Freak pulls out his molars with pliers, shoves fingers in his mouth, sucks his tongue, and generally uses him as a living doll to blandly experiment on is so crucial. i see barty as having really nice teeth anyway... evan probably asks to see them up close when they're "still friends", (barty is panting at this opportunity) and he finds himself sitting there with his fingers buried in barty's mouth, trembling and wondering why he's fighting the urge to give his front teeth a lick. asks barty to bite him hard enough to leave a mark he can study afterwards.
i'm firmly of the belief that dentist!evan has a collection of antique dental headgear, rusty victorian cranks & gags to keep his mouth open (professionally!!). you'd think he'd fuck him like that, but i think evan just likes to try out all his weird tools on barty to make him drool on himself, then scold him for being messy. and barty would call it unfair, if he could speak.
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An eligible husband.. (a Jegulus and Rosekiller Microfic)
For @imheredisappointingmyparents TW: deadnaming
He knew it was stupid to laugh. He was asking for trouble, really. But it was too perfect. He couldn't help it.
"Evan?" he asked, looking at his mother.
"Yes, Regina. You must marry an eligible pureblood and carry on our line," Walburga explained, her expression steely.
Regulus looked back at Evan's picture and tried not to burst. "You want me to marry Evan," he stated, just to be sure.
"Yes, Regina. We're in talks with his family."
"Right. I...right. I have to go, Mother. The Hogwarts Express arrives soon," Regulus said with a roll of his eyes. In his head he knew that he was more likely to marry the Giant Squid than Evan, but it wasn't worth arguing with his mother now.
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When Evan joined Regulus and his other friends in their normal compartment, Regulus knew right away that he wasn't the only one who had received the exciting news. It was all over Evan's face.
So he decided to...share the news.
"Evan and I are engaged," He volunteered casually as Evan sat down next to Barty, who immediately yelped and started coughing.
"What? You're-" Barty asked, his face aghast.
But Regulus just grinned, enjoying the entertainment. "Yes, nobody's told you? We've been set up. We're going to be married after Hogwarts."
Immediately, Evan started calming Barty, rolling his eyes and saying he was not going to marry Regulus.
"But Evan! We would be such a good couple," Regulus deadpanned, fighting back a smirk.
"Just wait until your boyfriend finds out!" Evan retorted loudly. "He's even more territorial than Barty!"
Regulus paled, thinking about James's reaction. He didn't quite fancy holding him back from beating up his mother. "I want a divorce," he grumbled to Evan.
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florsial · 4 hours
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LUNAR NEW YEAR IS THE ONLY TIME REGULUS ALLOWS RED AND GOLD IN HIS DORM
Chinese Black brothers my beloved
Thinking about them staying up at night while Sirius watches Regulus make wonton dumplings with Walburga because his hands tend to shake, both of them doing a deep clean of their rooms/dorms before Lunar New Year, everyone thinks they are yelling at each other Mandarin when they are just having a casual conversation about the Quidditch, and Sirius secretly gifting Regulus red pocket money in hopes it will be enough for him to get out of Grimmauld because he knows Walburga takes his from family members.
And the pure imagery of Sirius banging pots to wake everyone to clean Gryffindor tower and Regulus vacuuming the Slytherin dungeons with Severus and waking everyone up. Sirius also hosts Lunar New Years which go on all night with Karaoke and drinking games.
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florsial · 4 hours
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Chinese Black brothers my beloved
Thinking about them staying up at night while Sirius watches Regulus make wonton dumplings with Walburga because his hands tend to shake, both of them doing a deep clean of their rooms/dorms before Lunar New Year, everyone thinks they are yelling at each other Mandarin when they are just having a casual conversation about the Quidditch, and Sirius secretly gifting Regulus red pocket money in hopes it will be enough for him to get out of Grimmauld because he knows Walburga takes his from family members.
And the pure imagery of Sirius banging pots to wake everyone to clean Gryffindor tower and Regulus vacuuming the Slytherin dungeons with Severus and waking everyone up. Sirius also hosts Lunar New Years which go on all night with Karaoke and drinking games.
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florsial · 9 hours
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Spreading my 2 headed lamb Regulus animagus agenda with Black Brother angst!!!
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someone give Sirius a hug or something like damn he rlly going through it
WWE WERE BORN TO DIEEEEEEEEEEE ( i love ldr music)
As he walks, the crunching of the branches underneath his feet calms the harsh beating of his heart. It hadn't been a good day. He felt like he was constantly being watched by his parents. The entire day was spent anxiously looking over his shoulders, expecting his mother to turn a corner with a wand in hand or his father to yank his shoulder with a bruising grip when his back was turned.
He really needed his walk, at least that was what James insisted on.
For a couple of minutes, he manages to clear his head, the grip of his parents loosened, leaving his mind to heal from the harsh and bruising touch. His feet soon stopped near the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and he was able to see Hagrid's hut, he figured he might as well stop by to say hi.
Sirius takes a couple of steps before he promptly stops. With widened eyes, he takes a step back from the disfigured animal. A two-headed black lamb, a baby, but not exactly a newborn, nowhere near a sheep. Its two heads conjoined by the side of their faces, the eyes wide and watching Sirius' movement with unsettling attention. The animal was creepy and yet he could not look away.
It made a noise, from one of its heads, and its legs wobbled a bit. A small movement that makes Sirius' heart ache pitifully. Remus had a farm back in Wale. He told Sirius of animals, sometimes humans, born with more than one head and dying not much sooner because they simply were born to die, doomed from the very beginning. They wouldn't have been able to survive the harsh world with the disability, nor would their bodies be able to continue the demands of life. And looking at the lamb, he thinks of how this might be the last time he sees it.
With slow steps to not scare the animal, he approaches with an outstretched hand. A comforting gesture. He manages to close enough where he can sit down and pet its soft fleece. The animal reciprocates the action, settling down to the ground beside Sirius.
"Hey there little guy," He hums.
The lamb doesn't reply, only closing its eyes. So Sirius continues to talk, "How have ya been? Well I hope, you look tired."
"I am too you know?" He runs his fingers through the soft black fleece. The animal shifts its position, slowly maneuvering itself to Sirius' lap.
"Looks like both of us are worn out, huh?"
The lamb never replies, Sirius guesses it takes too much out of the animal. So he fills the silence with his chatter about his friends, his academics, pranks, and Remus, but soon it shifts to a bit of his parents, and some of Regulus, which leaves his eyes watery. Despite never getting a baa in reply, he feels heard and comforted by the lamb.
When he finishes, he finds his face damp. The lamb leans closer and Sirius begins to sob into the black fleece. He admits in his tears, that he misses his family. He misses the times when their mother didn't scold them for minor things and gave them a cold shoulder, when their father wasn't locked up in his office or shouting at their mother, and the times he played with Regulus while the little boy was still oblivious to the world and giggled at every little thing.
At that, the lamb finally replied in its soft baaa from one of its heads. A sound that draws a wet chuckle from Sirius.
"Thank you," he mumbles softly against the fleece, "Lulu would like you, he's always been fond of lambs."
Another baa in response that makes Sirius smile.
He isn't able to stay with the lamb for long though, because he hears the familiar calls of, "Padfoot! Padfoot!" And he knows that his friends must be looking for him. Sirius turns to the lamb who is now slowly moving off of Sirius. A clear sign that he is about to leave. He wants to tell it to stay but before his mouth can form the words, the lamb makes a sound and turns around to leave. He watches the lamb move further but isn't able to stay long enough to see it fully leave his sight before his friends jump him with a group hug. Dragging his eyes away from the leaving lamb.
For the rest of his time in Hogwarts, he doesn't see the two-headed lamb again. It's only when he takes another walk to clear his head during the war in 1979, does he see it again. Black fleece and two heads conjoined standing on wobbly legs, staring directly at him, but it didn't feel like a visit, it felt like a goodbye. A permanent one.
The next day, Regulus is declared dead and Sirius never sees the two-headed black lamb again.
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okay i couldn’t resist (original under cut)
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@deetealeaf In my grotesque and macabre loving mind, this is how I see you
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Just life sprouting from ur heart types feel ykkkk
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Botanica No.23 by Gail Potocki
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IM SO GLAD LOLLLL THEY R SUCH SINPLE NAMES THAT MEAN SM TO ME 😭😭😭😭
AHYSHWHE ILYY TOOOOOO <33333
Plants r so special 🫶🫶🫶 that’s why u gotta humanize em a bit
I GOTTA TAKE DOWN MY WALL OF WRITING AND DRAWINGSSSSSS JEHDJWVD
(Awwwwwwwww <3333333333)
HEY HI GOOD NEWS!!!!
basically i got plant babies :))) and imm returning the favor and asking you to be their godparent <33
I got a sage bby, a peppermint bby and a oregano bby, yes im aware they're all herbs im the one that chose them lol they smell super niceee
Also id like help naming them if ud want to? And also any tips you might have on keeping them alive idk. Ill resort to google eventually :,)
i love them vry much heehee. how are my godbabies while were on this topic??
(im still thinking about ur fanfic tbh. Im plotting)
BSISVEI SISNQUENFHW. AAAAA I’D BE SO HONOREDDDDDDD 🙌🙌🙌🙏🙏🙏🙏🫡🫡👌
HERBS TOO??? AMAZING TASTE FRRRRRRR 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 I LOVE PEPPERMINTTTTT
NAMING TGEM TOOO HOLY AHITTT 😭😭😭😭 YOUR THE SWEETEST, ONE CHOICE CAN BE TO NAME THE HERBS DIFFERENT SHADES OF GREEN FOR FUN OR ADOPTION SITES ARE VERY HELPFULLL FOR PICKING NAME BUT HERE ARE SOME OF MY IDEAS
The peppermint bby: Penelope (Best character in the Odyssey 💪💪💪💪)
The Oregano bby: Hermia (simply because she’s my favorite character in a Midsummer Night’s Dream hehehehe)
The Sage bby: Henry (cuz Henry Clerval is my fav character in Frankenstein, and eveyone needs something nice in their life whether it be sage or a good friend) (ur my best friend)
BUT SADLY I SUCK AT KEEPING PLANTS ALIVE SO I CANT HELP IN THAT REGARD IM SORRYYYY 😭😭😭
And ur godbabies are doing as best they can with the knowledge we are moving bedrooms, so they won’t be as high up anymore 😔 They will survive though (they are fake plants ☺️ so they are immortal to me)
(I can’t wait to hear ur ideasssss that fanfic haunts me as I add more pins to the Pinterest board I have for them. I have no life outside them and our conversations)
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florsial · 1 day
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an actual guide to british slang for foreign marauders writers.
because i am sick of seeing
a) people using american english eg. mom, sneakers
b) people overusing "mate" and "innit"
alright? = a greeting, like hello.
everyday words
ain't = haven't
scran = food, or to describe eating
swear down = promise
"swear down, I didn't do nothing,"
bloody = can be used in any sentence at any time
"bloody hell" "its bloody pissing it down out there" "i was bloody wankered"
bloke = a man
innit = isn't it?
mate = equivalent of calling someone bro
bruv, lad, my son = bro, dude, etc
fags, rollies, ciggies, (NOT A SPLIFF) = cigarettes
trust = trust me
"trust, ill tell you later"
chatting (what you chatting about?) = what are you on about?
quid = pound
proper buzzing = really excited
good
sound = good
bangin' = really good
lush = good
"that scran was lush"
jokes = a laugh, funny
bare = a lot of
fit = physically attractive
"he's well fit, isn't he?"
pissed = drunk
dodgy/dodge = questionable
bad
are you taking the piss? = are you having a laugh?
thats peak = thats bad
not being funny, but... = no offense but...
gordon bennett! = surprise, shock, disbelief
slag off = talk badly about someone
"she was slagging her off to anyone who'd listen"
minging, rank = disgusting
bloody nora = expression of surprise, irritation
bollocks = nonsense, something bad
"stop talking bollocks, mate"
skint = broke
prat, git = an idiot
insults
a melt = a pathetic person
clapped = ugly
"he's fucking clapped..."
sket = a promiscuous woman
slag = ^^
minger = an unattractive person
plonker = calling someone silly, not offensive
"don't be a plonker..."
cunt = VERY OFFENSIVE!
wanker, tosser = a general insult
bender, poof = a gay man, used insultingly
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HEY HI GOOD NEWS!!!!
basically i got plant babies :))) and imm returning the favor and asking you to be their godparent <33
I got a sage bby, a peppermint bby and a oregano bby, yes im aware they're all herbs im the one that chose them lol they smell super niceee
Also id like help naming them if ud want to? And also any tips you might have on keeping them alive idk. Ill resort to google eventually :,)
i love them vry much heehee. how are my godbabies while were on this topic??
(im still thinking about ur fanfic tbh. Im plotting)
BSISVEI SISNQUENFHW. AAAAA I’D BE SO HONOREDDDDDDD 🙌🙌🙌🙏🙏🙏🙏🫡🫡👌
HERBS TOO??? AMAZING TASTE FRRRRRRR 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 I LOVE PEPPERMINTTTTT
NAMING TGEM TOOO HOLY AHITTT 😭😭😭😭 YOUR THE SWEETEST, ONE CHOICE CAN BE TO NAME THE HERBS DIFFERENT SHADES OF GREEN FOR FUN OR ADOPTION SITES ARE VERY HELPFULLL FOR PICKING NAME BUT HERE ARE SOME OF MY IDEAS
The peppermint bby: Penelope (Best character in the Odyssey 💪💪💪💪)
The Oregano bby: Hermia (simply because she’s my favorite character in a Midsummer Night’s Dream hehehehe)
The Sage bby: Henry (cuz Henry Clerval is my fav character in Frankenstein, and eveyone needs something nice in their life whether it be sage or a good friend) (ur my best friend)
BUT SADLY I SUCK AT KEEPING PLANTS ALIVE SO I CANT HELP IN THAT REGARD IM SORRYYYY 😭😭😭
And ur godbabies are doing as best they can with the knowledge we are moving bedrooms, so they won’t be as high up anymore 😔 They will survive though (they are fake plants ☺️ so they are immortal to me)
(I can’t wait to hear ur ideasssss that fanfic haunts me as I add more pins to the Pinterest board I have for them. I have no life outside them and our conversations)
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bees collecting sap from bloodwood tree.
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fanfic idea where Regulus is declared missing, then presumed dead. So James, ever the loving husband/widower, decides to get over his grief to do the one thing Regulus never got to do: to translate, edit, and publish his French poems.
However, as he gets further and further into the notebooks of poetry. James notices that it almost tells a story when he realizes each poem is giving a clue to what truly happened to Regulus
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