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cold hard facts to prove that none of ur faves are straight

harry “basically-every-male-in-this-series-told from-my-pov–is-handsome” potter

- every male in this series is handsome as told from his pov
- (he’s also not white but that’s for another post xox)

ginny weasley
- aggressively bi
loves girls.
- and loves boys 
- that’s it
- it’s just a fact.
- the statement itself is my evidence.

ron weasley
bi crisis over krum

dean and seamus
i was gonna do these as different points but they’re so in love and obsessed with each other i can’t even separate them for this
- are in love.

sirius black
probably just a little bit in love with every single one of his friends
- but most of all lupin

remus lupin
probably just a lot in love with sirius
- no better metaphor for bisexuals than a werewolf

draco malfoy
- no one has ever been more obsessed with another human that draco with harry some of that HAD to be a little gay just sayin…

bill weasley
-
if u shorten his name it’s literally bi
- ??
- can’t get more obvious than that my friends
- also the werewolf thing

cedric diggory
- not a bad place for a bath harry wink wink
- white male that dies…what other reason than bury ur gays
- ???
- so gay it hurts

albus potter
- cc is complete bullshit and i will fight anyone that says otherwise but at least it’s basically totally canon that albus and scorpius are GAY AF

scorpius malfoy
- see above. 

when you and the squad all ready to go out but none of you can drive so a mom has to

yoi as emote faces

yuri: (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

victor: (•̀o•́)ง

yurio: ಠ_ಠ

phichit: (☞゚ヮ゚)☞

georgi: ( ꈨຶ ˙̫̮ ꈨຶ )

chris: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

minami: (•̀ᴗ•́)و

otabek: ≖ิ_≖

emil: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

my muse for writing has been low lately and it has been affecting nero but i’m thoroughly enjoying suzuka right now. i’m going to keep a couple days break from nero and focus on suzuka before coming back here to do stuff again!

“Now you wait just a second,” Iris West says as the door swings shut behind her. She’s drenched from the downpour, and she knows her waterlogged hair is going to be a problem as soon as it dries. She doesn’t care.

The Flash hesitates, lightning already cracking around him.

“You’re just going to save me and run?” she demands, her hands firmly planted on her hips. “Is that it? Not even say a word to me?”

She sees him vibrate for a second, his whole body fading in and out of her line of sight, but then he sighs and comes back to her. He’s a vision in crimson, as always; tall, imposing, magnificent.

Iris can hear sirens in the distance, and Barry holds his hand against his ear as if he’s waiting for some word to release him, to give him a way out, but he doesn’t move. She hopes that Cisco heard her yell, that even if there is a criminal roaming the streets of the city, he chooses to give them a minute to themselves.

Barry stands up straight, his shoulders pushed back, his body rigid. She sees the set of his jaw and the way he chooses a point, just above her head on which to fix his gaze. “I’m glad you’re safe, Miss West,” he says. 

His response, so calm, calculated, and detached, makes her nostrils flare with anger. So they’ve fallen back into the territory of Miss West, have they? Like he can’t even say her name out loud? The nerve of him. 

“Seriously? That’s all?” Iris takes a step forward, then two, her line of sight centered on the vibrating mask of Barry’s face. He doesn’t move, which is a relief in and of itself. Every time she’d tried to approach him in the past two weeks, he’d run away from her faster than she could even blink. 

He shimmers, like the energy inside of him can’t wait to get out. “I don’t know what you mean,” he says, his voice still polite and detached. Iris clicks her tongue and thinks, this sonofabitch

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