Call Me Ignorant But I Genuinely Don’t Understand Why Sports Have To Be Split Up By Gender.

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james potter and regulus black - a story that was never written, yet everyone somehow feels it in their bones.

they come from different worlds, but maybe that’s exactly why their paths keep pulling toward each other. james is chaos, freedom, laughter, the sun rising over hogwarts. regulus is the shadow, the cold weight of duty, the sky right before a storm.

they were never supposed to cross paths, but if they did… it would be like a supernova. bright, brief, and bound to end in disaster.

and the more you read or write about them, the harder it gets to shake the feeling that somewhere, in some parallel universe, they actually chose each other.

I really think it's awful to say that Tonks changed or transformed parts of herself to look more like Sirius in order to be loved by Remus, as if she herself didn't deserve it already.

on colors and being different and not being enough for yourself

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Reblog if you think trans women:

A. Are women

B. Can be lesbians

I always feel like somebody's watching me...

sirius got a tattoo for regulus first.

his second were the antlers for james, on his hip. later, he added flowers twining round them, representing effie and monty, climbing up his side. his new family, intertwined and growing.

later, there would come the moon for remus, and the waves for peter.

but before any of that, traced in fine lines on the inside of his left wrist, he got the leo constellation. for the brother he missed so dearly, in honour of the name regulus gave himself, whispered into sirius' ear the night before he ran away. the deciding factor; regulus would be allowed to transition, to be himself, only if sirius left. the blacks needed a son. regulus would be better at it than sirius ever was.

sirius would miss him forever, regardless. but at least this way, he’d have something.

Walking.

What is a pause?

We don't know that. We only know movement.

This is pretty and interesting.

Look at it. Appreciate it.

I will scream at you untill you do.

Give it to me!

Look

See

I want it

Attention!

There ist food you'll eat.

When does it end?

I don't want to see anymore I don't want to hear anymore I don't want to see anymore I don't want to…

Go, we have to

Move

Now, sleep. We won't let you rest. It's loud and scary.

It repeats again. All the same. The same all over