James Potter And Regulus Black - A Story That Was Never Written, Yet Everyone Somehow Feels It In Their

The houses we walk by seem to be creatures, watching us on our stroll through the streets, staring, seeing, following us and our broken relationship.

Their glowing eyes burn on my skin, your hand burns my fingers, I want to run, run, far away, to another version of you and me.

The trees seem to have eyes, watching us on our walk underneath their canopy of leaves, staring, seeing, growing through us and our broken relationship.

Their glittering eyes freeze my bones, your hand freezes my flesh, I want to run, run far away, to another version of you and me.

It hurts, I want to, have to run, to leave, to get away from this freezing warmth, from this burning cold,

but through it all, even if it hurts, I stay with you.

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

oh to be loved the way i love

I love that the internet saw people comparing women and other alienated groups of people and went, “they’re dating,” and, “they support each other.” We’re improving as a society.

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.

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

I want one of those scenes in a dude bro film where “tomboy” chick has to wear a dress to go undercover or whatever, but instead of the guys drooling as she walks down the stairs, they’re like “k. U need to stop. Go put the cargo pants back on. You look super uncomfortable and awkward in that. Brutus, you go be the fake prostitute.”

Reblog if you think trans women:

A. Are women

B. Can be lesbians

"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH