i love it when people are obsessed with their wives. it’s like yeah that’s literally what you’re supposed to do
Regulus ‘I feel nothing’ Black and his older brother Sirius ‘I feel everything’ Black
Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.
Lily: We can have our nervous breakdown later, Everyone get it together Remus: Fine, but when we do get to have our nervous breakdown I go first
I was singing Hot To Go while scrolling, I saw this, kept singing
Then I realised what I saw and cackled so disgustingly I think the noise resembled a duck who smoked 20 packs
Beautiful image, inspirational, I need more
Literally them. (Art is NOT mine. Both done by evix.art on Instagram)
A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.
INTRO POST :
My names Ronald-Jack, but I’ve got an excessive amount of nicknames. RJ, Ronnie, Ron, The Ronnsters, Jack. It’s honestly endless, so call me whatever sounds best to you.
I’m a queer trans man (he/him) based in the United Kingdom, and I’ll actually be turning 19 next month; who would’ve thunk it, me and my monstrous ego age along side everyone else. Apologies and sorrows to myself.
I’ve always enjoyed any creative hobby. Reading, writing, acting, singing, dancing, drawing and cosplay; I’ve done it all more than once- although due to issues with my hips and uneven legs I am a shit dancer. I’ll probably end up with a cane sooner rather than later, combine this with my social anxiety and I’m the perfect specimen.
Fandom wise I’m into the marauders, the hunger games and musical theatre. Please do not tell me to look up or I’ll bawl.
If anyone wants to chat just hit me up, I’ll probably respond within a few minutes or hours depending on how I’m using my phone. I also don’t know how to make an introduction post, so I hope this wasn’t traumatic.
hate when someone asks how are you and you say good how are you and they say "oh not so great" or something. it's always like ohh okay i see we're being honest i thought we were playing pretend. can i have a do-over
Guys can someone be my friend. I fear I’m a lonely little loser who can’t go outside alone due to my crippling anxiety.
I SWEAR I’M COOL. I’M COOL AS SHIT, PLEASEEE.
I’m 18, male and have an unhealthy obsession with gay dead wizards (the marauders). That’s all a guy needs I swear.
October 31st, 1981.