Fuck Drugs. Have You Ever Been Addicted To Reading Angsty Fanfics About Harry Potter's Dead Parents And

james thinks he's too mcuh and regulus thinks he's not enough thank you and goodnight

the hp fandom and the marauders fandom are two completely separate fandoms and i will die on this hill

the Blacks are sooo cunty. like wdym ur a problematic filthy rich family with a black sheep and a mamas boy who are both gay. the tabloids would eat this up.

Regulus: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

James: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

Regulus: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

James: Is it working?

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Fleamont and Euphemia moved to the UK as adults, so James grew up speaking mostly Punjabi at home, his parents never being particularly confident in their English skills and being much more comfortable speaking in their mother tongue.

So whilst he is fluent in English, occasionally he will forget a word or phrase and he will say it in Punjabi first. This happens a lot in first year especially, and again at the beginning of each school year as he adjusts after a summer barely speaking English.

The other marauders find this hilarious so over time it becomes a game for them where James will act out the word charades style for everyone to try to guess.

When Regulus moves in with the Potters and joins the group, he initially doesn't want to join in the game but very quickly becomes unbeatable.

Everyone just assumes that it's just one of those things he's good at because he's weirdly clever so they don't question it too much.

Until one day James overhears Regulus talking to Fleamont in fluent Punjabi and he realises he learned a whole language, just so that his parents can have one more person in their home that they can speak to in their own language.

That is the day James Potter starts to fall in love with Regulus Black

Do you think Regulus cried out “Sirius” instead of “Mum” when he got injured as a child?

follow-up question: Do you think he did it again out of reflex as he was dying?

me after sitting in the sun for 5 minutes

i love the world so much. why do i often forget this

most important part of the writing process actually is when you loop a single song on max volume and stare at the word document and imagine the characters doing things for 14 hours. this is known as getting in the zone

the kinda shit i'm spewing after an all consuming nervous breakdown

The most ethereal experience is listening to music after having a meltdown - but in particular taking them off, and the freeing silence afterwards. You’re having a breakdown about something, mind racing, sobbing, on the verge of a panic attack, running around the house like a madwoman, head pounding so hard you can’t even think; just that state of absolute chaos and despair and horrible exhilaration. And then you find your headphones. And you sit down. And you put them on, prepare yourself, and begin to play that song. You know the one. The one you always reach for after moments like these. The one that makes you feel like you’re levitating out of your seat, the one that makes you forget you’re confined to mortal restraints. The one that feels like sinking into a hug after eons of isolation. And when that first note hits, you know it all too well, and you can feel your heart sighing in release, hear the calming hum of “you’ll be okay.” You sit there, eyes closed, outside your body, for the few minutes that the song plays. And when it’s over, you open your eyes slowly, and considerately, and the tears have stopped, and the only noise is the buzzing aftertaste of the experience. You take off the headphones. Hesitantly. Slowly. And for the first time in weeks, you can breathe. For the first time in weeks, your mind is at rest.

Remus is taller than Sirius.

James is taller than Regulus.

Evan in taller than Barty by barely five centimeters.

Rosekiller is the only one who cares about the height difference.