The Urge To Ignore My Current Wip And Start Writing A Wolfstar Cowboy/vampire Au Is Strong Right Now.

Being a marauders fan is so funny because wdym I'm sitting here scrolling through wolfstar fan art while my parents discuss what to get at the restaurant we are at...

TRANS REMUS AAAASJFNNEND also I actually adore your art omgs

Trans remus doodle + wolfstar doodle

Went to see Hadestown today and I can't stop thinking about how Orpheus and Eurydice are so alike to James and Regulus.

If they had just given Dorcas a gun, the Wizarding War would have ended much sooner.

A little snippet of the beginning of my current wip for you guys :]

tw: mentions of drowning, panic, disorientation. (it's not too bad though)

Regulus thought that he had had enough of these damned nightmares, but apparently the universe thought otherwise. He once again woke up with a start, sweating, sitting bolt upright, clutching his sheets in a death grip, with wide eyes scanning the dark void of the almost unfamiliar room. For a moment he couldn't tell where he was, or if he was even awake.

He had dreamt of the sun, the moon, the stars- and the feeling of drowning. Of being unable to get to the surface, being pulled down further from the warm, smiling face of the sun by thin, bony hands, further into the cold, lightless depths.

Regulus' dreams never made any sense, always just flashes of different scenes, as if seeing the sunlight refract off the ocean's surface. He isn’t ready, though, for the sudden freezing cold that pounces on his bare arms, goosebumps rising up towards his shoulders before he ducks under the safety of the covers again. God, how he hates these freezing January mornings.

trans women, i love you.

you were a woman yesterday. you're a woman today. you're a woman tomorrow. you're a woman forever.

trans women have existed long before those stuffy bigots sitting in a court room have. trans women will continue to exist long after they're dead and rotting in the earth.

It's me and my emotional support tiny printed photo of David Bowie against the world

Another song by The Crane Wives thats is extremely marauders coded:

Caleb Trask is the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black. I don't feel like I need to elaborate further.

Me, reading my fic drafts: Damn this is pretty good, when's the author gonna finish it?