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“i asked chat gpt” well i asked des and she didn’t actually answer bc she’s at work 🙄 #employed

“i asked chat gpt” well i asked regulus black and he told me to kill myself

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scrolling through the lovely people i follow on tumblr dot com and it’s like ,,, “updated 2 years ago” “updated 1 year ago” “updated 3 years ago” perhaps it’s time for me to move on,,,,,,,, but where did y’all go????? COME BACK!!!! COME BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Screams- @rosekillermicrofic

Frank Longbottom's screams pierced through the night. Alice's voice pleaded with Barty. Barty could almost remember her, sweet, brave and determined as she was during Hogwarts. Now, the woman in front of him looked completely different. Her face was aged with stress despite being in her twenties. Her voice rasped.

"Please! Let him go! Please..."

"As soon as you tell me where Mad Eye is." Barty replied, slicing one of Frank's fingers off with a rusted pocket knife.

"I dont know...I dont know...I dont know.." Frank chanted, already losing his grip on reality. He'd been saying those three words for the past half hour. Unfortunately, they were of no use to Barty.

"You're asking the wrong questions to the wrong people." He could hear Evan's voice. He could feel Evan standing behind, leaning over his shoulder.

"Did you dip the knife in vinegar?"

"Yea." Barty whispered.

"Get that fucker for everytime the gryffindor's won." Evan leaned closer.

"Im getting them for what they did to you."

"They didnt do anything. They're like us. Lovers caught in crossfire."

"They have a son. He's upstairs. Reminded me too much of Luna."

"Maybe we'll have a son like him." Evan smiled, burying his face in Barty's shoulder.

"Nonsense. We would've had a girl." Barty couldn't help but smile.

"Would have?" Evan questioned. "So you do know I'm in your head."

"Can't exactly forget you dying in my arms." Barty retorted but there wasn't a reply. He was in the Longbottom's living room. He was alone. All he could hear were screams. He turned to Alice, held his wand out and whispered, "Crucio."

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thanks for the tag!!

npt: @deswhomst @stellaskeketon and anyone else who wants to<3

PICREW TAG GAME!!!

use this picrew maker, and tag your moots!

Me!! It looks quite close to me in irl :3

no pressure tags!:

@whatonearthisgoingon @mrecury42 @mochamoony @yes-ofc-i-bite @acelovesremuslupin @notthesodaa @theheightsarewuthering

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barty calling sirius sweetheart condescendingly makes me so feral I need it injected into my veins

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sirius black should be reincarnated for the sole reason that i need their curly hair routine

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are u me or??

omg hey my names jamie too!!

omg hiiii!!! twins!! and we're both desi!!!!

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jam.

I JUST LISTENED TO THIS SONG AJJDJDHDBDHXHC

IM ACTUALLY LOSING IT

ITS SO WOLFSTAR CODEDD WTF

"Your brown racer jacket"

REMUS JOHN LUPIN

QHAT IF TAHT WAS MY LIMIT??? WHAT I KMS????

"SHE CAN'T HELP BUT CRY. EVERYTIME. SHE. HEARS. ELTON JHON"

SIRIUS ORION BLACK

#imlosingmymarbles

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omg i had no idea this was in my inbox i’m so sorry for the really late reply 😭

COREY AND CONAN ARE WOLFSTAR DEFINITELY

that was my limit too😓

oo and that line is my favourite it’s so heartbreaking fun (i’m sirius black confirmed??)

i’m losing my marbles too dw were in this together

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DES UR SO DRAMATIC AND FOR WHAT😭 it will be back in like 2 days i promise u❤️‍🩹

jam my moon is a black dot ⚫️ <- this is exactly what it looks like 😭 does this mean there is no moon????

des u won’t believe me when i tell u i was thinking about this

i think so?? thags the conclusion i ended up w anyway😓

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jam my moon is a black dot ⚫️ <- this is exactly what it looks like 😭 does this mean there is no moon????

des u won’t believe me when i tell u i was thinking about this

i think so?? thags the conclusion i ended up w anyway😓

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i feel like whenever people mention regulus’ dying thought, they forget that regulus was heavily drugged on a potion that caused painful hallucinations moments before he was dragged by the inferi. he saw his worst fears/memories and died with that image still present

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fuck it. james x narcissa moodboard ‼️

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“thinking unrequited rosekiller thoughts again” WRONG unrequited rosekiller never leaves my brain

#fakefans

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evan is so straight male coded except for the fact that he loves to kiss boys

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so this is sad- tw: death

thinking about how Barty wasn’t the only one to lose everything when Evan died

because Narcissa Black lost her last remaining relative that she actually cared about

Regulus was dead, Andromeda, Sirius and Pandora were disowned, and Bellatrix was already engulfed in all of Voldemort’s madness

so she lost the one person that comforted her, because Evan knew what she was going through

because Evan had gone through it as well

but Narcissa and Barty, they tried to comfort each other, they honestly did, seeing the other as a replacement

it worked fine for a bit,

until 1981, when Barty decided to help the death eaters look for the Dark Lord and sought for the Longbottoms for information

torturing them for information

torturing Alice, Narcissa found out later, for fucking. information.

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11 year old Barty being called to Slugghorn’s office:

"You got 100% correct answers on the Potions test. I also heard you did very good on the Charms- and Defence Against the Dark Arts-tests.”

Barty straightens his back a little with pride.

“Mr Crouch, I want you to be honest with me. Did you cheat?”

“What? No!”

"I just don’t understand how you can do so well. You ask a lot of basic questions in class. They say there are no stupid questions, but you clearly show you lack the understanding needed to do so well on the tests. I spoke to the other teachers, and they are telling me similar things.”

“What?! Am I not allowed to asked questions now? Aren’t that what class is for?”

Slugghorn sighs. “Of course, you are. I have no evidence, I just think it is a little suspicious, is all. I advise you to take care to not cheat in the future.”

In the Slytherin Boy’s dorm:

Barty throws his pillow across the room. His blanket follows. He hurls his heaviest book into the opposite wall with a loud thud. He shoves everything down from his desk and watches it spread over the floor with bangs and clatter. He curls his hands into fists and hits the mattress until he is out of breath.

“What’s wrong?” Evan asks quietly from his bed.

“Nothing.”

“Are you mad?”

Barty sighs and curls in on himself on top of his empty bed. “Not at you.”

Evan picks up Barty’s blanket from the floor and drapes it around Barty’s shoulders. He dusts off the pillow and carefully places it where it should be. He stacks everything neatly on Barty’s desk.

He grabs his own blanket and a piece of parchment and sits quietly beside Barty and starts to draw.

“Here”, he sticks the impressively realistic drawing in front of Barty, “it’s a Tibetan Exploding Bug. They have chemicals in their back body that can create a small explosion when mixed. Kind of cool.”

“Thank you. That is cool.” Barty fixes the drawing in the row of other bug-drawing lining the inside of his upper bedframe. Then sits down beside Evan again, leaning affectionately against his shoulder.

“What if I never get’s the courage to speak in class?” Evan asks after a while.

“Then you keep writing your questions, and I keep asking them. It has worked well so far, hasn’t it?”

“People will think you are stupid.”

“I don’t care. They are stupid.”

Even nods hesitantly.

Barty grabs his shoulders and looks sternly at him. “I don’t care. Okay?”

Evan smiles. “Okay.”