you knock on my door and hear loud barking and scrambling noises and me yelling "no!! down boy!! down!!!" and then when i open the door there is a single crab on the floor
"you don't post your dead dove fics on anon?" no, all of my dead dove, dirty, disgusting gay smut are posted on my main. I have no shame. normalize a girl being a pervert and a sex-crazed freak
not-so-hot take: sirius would not be mad or mortified by regulus and james dating
*sex scene actively happening on tv* me: are those-??? are those SHOES??? ON THE BED??? unbelievable. Pack It Up. Get Out.
That moment when you look in the mirror and realize that the collection of flesh and features looking back at you is what other people see when they look at you instead of the vague impression of your appearance you have in your head
i keep getting tumblr “achievements” about shit like “you’ve liked 500 posts!” like damn okay, thanks for calling out my doomscrolling…
me giggling bc i love giving him a broken or naturally crooked nose, uneven lips, differently sized eyes, etc 🤭🤫🤗
Bring back unattractive Remus Lupin I scream. Stop making every marauders character conventionally attractive I beg them. But the crowd does not hear me
the noble and most cunty house of slutty waists
genuinely cannot take ANYTHING seriously after i read ANYTHING with a description of insane magic powers. wdym her body “overflowed with magic strength?” pls be fr. i have to close the tab now. god dammit. thanks a lot.
recently went to canada. i now understand the george washington meme that’s like WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETRE??? because. what the fuck. Is A Kilometre.