regulus black is a slut because he craves intimacy without going through the hassle of emotions
Barty, Evan and Regulus blast “Getaway car” after they get back from missions
that scene in the perks of being a wallflower but make it jegulus
Evan: alright potter, truth or dare?
James: uh.. dare?
Evan: i dare you to kiss the prettiest person in the room on the lips
James turns beside him and kisses regulus
Barty who’s dating regulus:
Regulus:
Evan: oh that’s fucked up
barty and evan always thirsting over everyone around them and offering people into their relationship all the time barely even joking about it is SO real
what if barty was half filipino? hear me out it makes so much sense. his father is a rich white man that married a sweet younger filipina who wont leave him even tho hes abusive cuz filipinos dont believe in divorce. ik a lot of halfies that have absent fathers. and barty has intense daddy issues. oh and he definitely would call reg/evan mahal(precious) or tanga(stupid) and he also had a yaya (filipino nanny/maid) that basically raised him. he loves turon and speaks both tagalog and bisaya fluently (unlike me)much to his father’s disappointment.
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The prompt list for Kinktober 2023 is here! As always, we will be creating an ao3 collection, closer to the event. Prompts are just suggestions; feel free to mix or match any days, shuffle the order, or even do your own ideas. The main point is that you get out there and create something in the month of October.
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Sexual themes
“Please, let him be soft. I know you made him with gunmetal bones and wolf’s teeth. I know you made him to be a warrior a soldier a hero. But even gunmetal can warp and even wolf’s teeth can dull and I do not want to see him break the way old and worn and overused things do. I do not want to see him go up in flames the way all heroes end up martyrs. I know that you will tell me that the world needs him. The world needs his heart and his faith and his courage and his strength and his bones and his teeth and his blood and his voice and his– The world needs anything he will give them. Damn the world, and damn you too. Damn anyone that ever asked anything of him, damn anyone that ever took anything from him, damn anyone that ever prayed to his name. You know that he will give them everything until there is nothing left of him but the imprint of dust where his feet once trod. You know that he will bear the world like Atlas until his shoulders collapse and his knees buckle and he is crushed by all he used to carry. Dear God, you have already made an Atlas. You have already made an Achilles and an Icarus and a Hercules. You have already made so many heroes, and you can make another again. You can have your pick of heroes. So please, I beg you– he is all that I have, and you have so many heroes and the world has so many more. Let him be soft, and let him be mine.”
— Please, let him be happy ( j.p. )
Project for my art class cuz god forbid I be normal
My teacher made me turn it into a comic
Have fun~~~
After a year of admiring amazing art and fics, I finally started drawing them too. So why not share, yeah? :')
sweet angel girl with the most disgusting unspeakable kinks
I love how different forms of art are all obsessed with each other. A book tries to capture the feeling of music, a painting tries to depict a scene in a book, a song tries to paint a picture. And it's always insufficient. No single form of art can encapsulate another form of art and capture the essence of it – but it tries, and its attempts are impossibly compelling. All the forms of art are in love with each other and spend so much time trying to express what makes the other kinds of art so lovely.
jane austen was right!!!!! i AM half agony half hope!!!!! if i loved you less i COULD talk about it more!!!!!!!! i WAS in the middle before i knew i had begun!!!!!!!