“So L Cross My Heart, And I Hope To Die

moony and padfoot 🎸📷

ofcc !! also i’d love if you kept me updated on ur fic, it sounds like it’ll be amaizng

also “bc women” SO VALID we need more content of the lovely ladies in this fandom

i’m afraid that even though i’m in the marauders fandom, i know utterly nothing about barty, evan, and pandora. i know a little about dorcas, but other than that the only slytherin i care for is regulus.

it’s not like i hate them, i just don’t know how to get into them. with the marauders it was easy, i just read atyd. (i love you mkb) but WITH THE SLYTHERINS?? i’m clueless .

style is the most jily coded song fight me.

when i see THESE mfs . . . i just know @m0char0ni gotta be near by .

i made marauders moodboards🌝

moony, wormtail, padfoot, and prongs:

artist (painter) reggie and dancer (ballerino/danseur) sirius !!!!!

this era of bowie gets me EVERY TIME

This fandom is so funny

Two best friends? Who are completely and totally obsessed with each other? And finish each other's sentences? And need to be together every waking minute? To the point that they invent new ways to pull it off even when they're apart? Because they're that obsessed with each other?

And this is a rarepair????

I wish gay people were real

After seeing Moonie drink brandy for breakfast, Pete and Moonie—both allergic to flowers—competing to eat flowers and Pete almost needing an ambulance eventually, and John spending ten minutes peeling cucumbers every time he eats a burger, I just saw a magazine saying Roger was sitting on the grass chewing on it while being interviewed. I can't take it anymore. How is it possible that there are four such weird people in the world, and they even found each other???