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Your "friend" has been replaced by a doppelgänger. You aren’t sure where it came from or what it is under the disguise. But you know one thing; you prefer it over the original.

#especially the Skywalker's ones <3

"hands are made for holding" not in star wars. in star wars theyre made for geting chopped off..

So, been leaning into my headcanon of Catholic Blacks recently and been thinking about Sirius knowing about Regulus turning against Voldemort because Regulus confessed as much to his local priest, knowing that the course would result in his own death and fearing this would amount to suicide. Sirius goes to the priest, desperate for answers and while receives no specifics, gets enough to figure out that Regulus tried to back out. This picture is meant to be Regulus in his last confession.

I combined this with my own thoughts about clothing in the wizarding world. I believe the split when wizards went into hiding is some time not long after the Tudors, so I've run with a Tudor-esque outfit. Purples and greens are often mentioned and I think they'd be very fitting for a young Black. Stripped purple/pink and silver pantaloons because after a dream I had of Regulus in stripped trousers, its just too much fun to put him in them. His belt his black leather, with the family emblem in silver at the end. The cloak has crystals sewn into its outer edge to create a glittery effect. He has a ruff, because why not keep around such a funky it of neckwear? The rosary is gold, Whitby jet and malachite.

This is the worst timeline. (x)

#they are the reason of why my love for this poster is almost unhealthy <3 <3

Han and Leia really make The Empire Strikes Back poster and that’s on that

lily evans being a nickname person is so special to me. not only do we canonically have “tuney”, “sev”, and “wormy”, but she literally married into a friend group with secret code names.

and there’s literally no limit to her nicknaming ability. I mean, we’re already pushing it with “wormy”—a nickname for a nickname. so why stop there. “jamie”, “pads”, and “moons” when she’s feeling affectionate. “monty” and “effie” for her in-laws. “jimmy” when she just wants to fuck with james. “harold” when it’s three in the morning and she’s sleep-deprived and harry won’t go back to sleep. need I go on.

You thought when people painted the "someday you're going to have to choose, for real, between the World and God, you won't be able to walk the line between both" picture that they were talking about martyrdom.

Some extreme. "Trample this picture of Jesus." "Say you don't believe!" "Convert to a different religion!"

You didn't realize that it wouldn't look like that. You didn't realize that when the line gets drawn in the sand, and Jesus is on one side, the other side would look like crying people wailing out, "why can't you just accept me for who I am? Why aren't I enough for you?"

You didn't realize that the choice would be between Jesus the Truth...or a majority of people in the culture making movies, making t-shirt slogans, changing their names, gently telling you that maybe this word in the Bible doesn't mean what you think it means, maybe love just means love, maybe you can have Jesus and whatever sexuality you want.

"Did God really say...?"

You thought it would be something overt. But the bad guys never said, "hey, choose the dark side over the light." They always said, "hey, maybe you don't even know what Jesus said."

The choice is: "It is the Lord. Let Him do what seems good to Him." OR "Did God really say...?"

That's the choice. This is where the rubber meets the road. This is our "choose this day who you will serve." As for me, I'm serving the Lord, and He's holding on to me. He never changes, and yes He did really say.

Hold fast to the truth. It doesn't change. People and cultures do.

fia's infinite ship list: amy march & theodore laurence, little women vol. 2 (1869)

you don't really think i am such a mercenary creature as i tried to be once, do you? it would break my heart if you didn't believe that i'd gladly pull in the same boat with you, even if you had to get your living by rowing on the lake.

am i an idiot and a brute? how could i think so, when you refused a richer man for me, and won't let me give you half i want to now, when i have the right?

i bet i could have my future children reading fundamental theology textbooks before puberty

"….Okay, are any of the dishes not poisoned?! Is there anyone at this feast who did not poison anything?!"