Does Marge Have Friends? By  Raphael Bob-Waksberg — I’ve Read This A Couple Years Ago And It Has

"you wear fine things well." - Stede Bonnet

Vera Pavlova, A Weight on My Back (tr. Steven Seymour)

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

also shout out to Rue's mom, I dont KNOW what its like for her, i dont know a thing abt being a mother and heck i cant even BEGIN imagine what it must be like for her!!! she is just so strong!! i mean like fuck man??? how is she SO FUCKING STRONG!!??

i mean from what i saw, what we all are seeing it must be so fucking hard!!!

shout out to all the mums out there, all the mums who know what its like to be rue's mum, all of you who has been in her position, and just really all of you who are mothers tbh, god you are doing a great job and yes you all are so strong SO FUCKING STRONG!

but they just JUST kissseeeeeeeeeed!!!!!

WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED!!!

WHY WOULD THE SCREENWRITERS PUT US THROUGH THIS TORTURE!!!!!!!

WHY DID EDDDYYY LEAVEE??? WHY DIDN'T STEDE MEET HIM AT THE SPOT?????

i mean i know the answers to these ofc, BUT OH GAWD-

richard siken, in pithead chapel

A quite autumn morning, golden and silent.

They wish it would last forever.

The universe said no

But as stubborn as they are

They met in every lifetime every universe

Just for another quite morning beside each other.

- James's birthday was an elaborate affair. Everyone James had ever spoken to, looked at, breathed in the direction of, was invited to celebrate his birthday (and not just for posterity or formality; because James genuinely noticed when so and so from Ravenclaw who gave him a spare quill once wasn't around for the festivities. James would apologize the next day for not including them). James's birthday might as well have been a holiday at Hogwarts it was so widely celebrated. With something active and engaging planned by Sirius. Like the year he turned the grounds by the Black Lake into a makeshift seaside, covering the grounds with sand and lawn chairs. Everyone played Beach Volleyball that year, a school-wide tournament, James grinning from ear to ear even as the sun went down and the colder temperatures set in. No one complained of too much activity or opted out of playing on James's birthday. They just did.

- Sirius's birthday used to look like James'. For the first few years. Because what better way to know how loved you were than having everyone you've ever met come celebrate you? Admire you? Pay attention to you on a day that was usually wasn't acknowledged at all. Other than a milestone--a year closer to being of age, of being a proper heir. The first few years, it was loud and obnoxious. A disruption that Sirius didn't even want in the first place but thought he should have. The last few years...weren't. The numbers dwindled as Sirius realized having a lot of people he didn't care about wasn't nearly as great as having a few people he did. Birthdays became smaller at fifteen--but were still filled with loud music, and alcohol and the fattest joints Remus could roll. Parties that went until well past midnight, James stifling yawns behind his hand, the night ending looking up at the stars, just as Sirius liked to do.

-Remus's birthday? The quietest, the slowest, the joy of doing nothing. The only day of the year James and Sirius didn't get up at the crack of dawn and stayed in bed until they had to get up for class. When Remus's birthday fell on weekend, it was an entire day, made up of blanket forts and too much smoke coming out of the Gryffindor tower window. Snacks and sweets and plenty of coffee in bed, three heads for one pillow, sharing a flask, giggling, and shooting the shit until the sun went down. Sirius didn't worry about the crumbs on the bedsheets, James didn't start fidgeting and trying to think of something to do. They just were. Dozing in and out of sleep, waking up to repeat the process. Remus's birthday was a slow day. A slow spinning record. Long cuddles. Wishes made on candles that burned far too long because Remus took forever to think of something he could possibly want that wasn't right there in front of him already.

!!!!

on my knees BEGGING for dorlene ff recs cause ever since i’ve caught up on thtf i’ve been craving a fix

ngl i am also on my knees begging 🤧 i have not yet found like a longer multi ch dorlene fic that i personally vibe with so if anyone has recs please send them my way!! in the meantime here are my favorite dorlene single ch fics/oneshots

Hey Dorcas by moonymoment on ao3 (@blurryayse)

14k words, beautifully written friends to lovers fic that follows marlene + dorcas at hogwarts slowly growing together and falling in love. v sweet and good if you want a happy ending!!

let the ghosts sleep tonight by outlaw_baby on ao3 (if anyone happens to know whether they have a tumblr pls lmk so i can tag them!)

7k words, gut-wrenchingly poetic fic about dorcas and marlene getting together during the first wizarding war. rewired my brain chemistry but super heavy on the angst

As The Light Disperses by blanketed_in_stars on ao3 (@blanketed-in-stars)

4k words, following dorcas and marlene’s relationship during the first wizarding war. also beautifully written, also very heavy on the angst

marlene mckinnon is not a coward. by AllThisAndLoveTooWillRuinUs on ao3 (@wishingitwerewolfstar)

6k words, also following marlene and dorcas during the first wizarding war so there is once again plenty of angst but this one has a slightly happier ending 💕

sweet as rot by vaindumbass on ao3 (again, if anyone happens to know their tumblr pls lmk!!)

7.3k words, au where dorcas and marlene are the ones to kill peter and go to azkaban instead of sirius. super super heavy angst but i love the writing it cracked me like an egg and scrambled me in a pan

‘81 by an anonymous ao3 user

4.7k words, au where marlene survived the war but everything else stayed the same, so it’s not dorlene so much as marlene figuring out how to move on after dorcas’s death which…yeah heavy angst once again lol (but beautifully written, of course 💕)

dude did you just 'or' harry potter????!!!! anyway the point is THERE IS A HELL LOT OF US!!

Hey yo,

Where my queer, formerly gifted besties who have at one point hyper fixated on Marvel, Sherlock, Merlin, Good Omens, She-Ra and/or Harry Potter at?

Just wanna make sure I’m not alone. :)

*Bonus points if you listen to girl in red, Taylor Swift or the Neighbourhood*

Edit: holy fuck there are a lot of us 😅