I've Never Listened To Mitski 😭😭

im so dorcas and panda core i love them so much <3

the skittles are all control freaks

regulus needs to control himself by controlling his emotions because he thinks it's the only way he can protect himself

barty needs to control his appearance and belongings because they're the only things in his life that are out of his father's control

dorcas needs to control even the smallest things and she micromanages everything because the need to be perfect is a constant itch in her mind that she needs to scratch

evan needs to control his relationships with other people because he thinks that's the only way he has power

pandora needs to make every decision, no matter how minor, because she thinks that's the only way she can change the future her visions have shown her

"you won already" Is so real tho

God I hate getting ads for shit I already own. You won already bitch leave me alone.

my reaction to this will not be spoken of...

Barty is so kinky that he probably took Evan down into the dungeons and chained him up in one of the cells just to give him one hell of a rough, torturous fuck.

favorite hc so far ilysm

regulus is the clingiest while sleepy.

james is usually titled as the clingest boyfriend in the relationship, trapping reg in his arms at every opportunity he gets - which never fails to turn reg’s grumpy look into a playful eye roll paired with the tiniest shy smile. but, when regulus is sleepy, that’s a whole other story. his favorite activity is laying on the couch with james, his whole body on top of him in a mess of limbs. he’ll curl up like a kitten, simply existing while james watches some muggle comedy movie - occasionally letting out what regulus calls “obnoxiously loud” giggles. reg’s nose is buried in his boyfriends neck, which he takes advantage of when he feels extra cheeky by nibbling on it to get james’ attention when he’s too locked in on his movie and not paying attention to his gorgeous sweet baby. he will absolutely whine like a toddler if the other moves too much or tries to get up to get snack, his fingers gripping james’ sweater with a dead grip. all this just to turn bright red when prongs mumbles sweet things about him reminding him of a clingy kitten, followed by a sloppy kiss to reg’s forehead as to reassure him that he really loves his snuggly version.

We've done it 🥰 never been prouder

I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

I cackled after reading this

firework - february 17 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 362

"Oh fuck," Regulus mumbled, half-jogging toward his dorm room, his heart beating rapidly in his throat as he tried not to melt with embarrassment and terror. "Oh fuck." He slammed the door open, relieved to see that Dorcas and Pandora were there along with Evan and Barty. "Oh FUCK," he yelled, diving onto his bed and slamming his face into his pillow.

"Good day?" Pandora asked lightly from somewhere to his left, making him roll his eyes.

"I kissed James Potter," he answered, deciding to just bite the bullet.

The answering silence spoke volumes. After a few seconds, he raised his head to meet the shocked gazes of each of his friends before looking to Dorcas, who seemed almost ready to laugh.

"I kissed James Potter," he repeated, trying to digested the truth of the words. It still felt like a dream.

"Well shit," Barty mumbled, his voice low and impressed. "That's..."

"Are you okay? How did he react?" Pandora asked, seeming to have enough sense to think of the important questions. "How was it?"

But Regulus's mind was hazy. All he could think of was James's lips on his. The Gryffindor's hands moving to grab his waist, his own hands moving to tangle in James's hair. The way his heart had leapt with joy and want as James had pulled him even closer, as their tongues had tangled together, the heat of their skin and the warmth of their breath intermingling, both of them groaning with the contact.

He'd thought that his greatest fear was that James wouldn't want him. But after he'd melted into the older boy's embrace, after they'd both pulled back to breathe, after they'd pressed little kisses up each other's necks and James had murmured words into his ear that had made him whine...after they'd both said goodbye and waved to each other like love-struck idiots...he'd figured out there was something scarier than that: That James did want him, and that Regulus would fall head over heels.

He just wasn't sure how much he actually cared to stop himself from falling.

"It was like fireworks," he mumbled, touching his lips with his fingertips and smiling a bit.

wtf do dimples look like

get welll sooonn 😃

If you were a serial killer what would your signature be?

when exactly is uptown funk gon give it to me?

ily 😭😭

James Potter holding baby Harry in one arm, a beer in the other hand, dancing expertly in the dining room to the upbeat music, Harry giggling and bouncing to the beat on his own.

Effie trying to cook and wonderful Cuban dish for them, but Monty keeps getting up behind her to dance and make her laugh. Harry cries out to Papa Monty to dance with him, and he moves his feet with perfect rhythm over to his only grandson.

It's a riot in the house with love and noise and smiles and Regulus just leans against the door frame, arms crossed, feeling warm and content and so happy. This was his family now. His husband, his parents, their baby! And soon, his brother and brother in law would show up and it would get even louder and happier and his heart could just explode.

He doesn't stay there long. Soon James and Harry come for him, pulling him off the wall and into the dancing, even if he thinks he has no rhythm himself. James still kisses him and holds his waist and moves to the beat of the sounds of family.