Kit: Your Kids Are Gonna Look Cute Af

i created this blog because my (old) main one is full of crap i even keep the posts from my emo era I NEEDED A NEW STAR

Friend:- So it's like drugs?

Me:-* reading fanfics of my OTP* it's better than drugs Jeremy

kit *in his room, singing*: AND I KNOW WE WERENT PERFECT BUT IVE NEVER FELT THIS WAY FOR NO ONE AND I JUST CANT IMAGINE HOW YOU COULD BE SO OKAY NOW THAT IM GONE GUESS YOU DIDNT MEAN WHAT YOU WROTE IN THAT SONG ABOUT ME CAUSE YOU SAID FOREVER NOW I DRIVE ALONE PAST YOUR STREET

jem:

tessa:

mina:

jem *whispering*: does he even have a drivers license?

apparently every fic i write is inspired by taylor swift's songs

dont blame me, love made me crazy

"James no"

—a book by Lily Evans, co-authored by Marlene McKinnon and Dorcas Meadowes, introduction by Minerva McGonagall with excerpts from "Stop James" by Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, followed by a sequel "James yes" by Sirius Black.

James: I don't know if they'll notice, but I slipped a little note in each of my friends bags to let them know I love them

Remus: *pulling out a 20 page note out of his bag* what the fuck-

Jem crept up to Mina’s room, quiet so as not to wake Kit and to let Tessa go back to sleep.

When he reached her room, though, he saw Kit was awake. Kit was already in the baby’s room, with Mina in his arms.

“Hey,” Kit said to the baby, speaking seriously as if to a teammate. “C’mon, do me a solid, will you, Min? You’ve been waking them up all week. I bet they’re tired.”

Mina’s small face was tearstained, but she had clearly forgotten her tears before they were dry. She was smiling a gummy smile, apparently enchanted by this new experience.

“Jem always talks about how advanced you are, so how about advancing to the part where you sleep through the night?” Kit said. “I wonder if having a mom who is an immortal warlock means that you’ve been maturing faster than other babies.”

Mina had no response for this. Kit didn’t hold Mina often, though he would bend over the cradle or someone else’s arms and awkwardly offer her attention when he came into a room where she was. He did give her his forefinger to hold frequently, and now that Mina could focus better, she would hold her hands out imperiously when Kit came near. Jem was sure she knew Min-Min was Kit’s name for her, and Kit was the boy who held her hand.

Now she was bundled inelegantly in Kit’s arms, the long white woolen blanket Catarina Loss had knitted for her trailing. Kit tripped over it as he walked the floor and stumbled. Jem tensed to lunge across the room and catch them. But Kit caught himself against the wall, though he let out a curse as he did so and promptly looked horrified and belatedly tried to cover one of Mina’s ears.

“Please don’t tell Jem and Tessa I said that word in front of you!” Kit exclaimed.

Mina, who clearly thought Kit was playing a game with her, gave him another sleepy smile that split her small face, then yawned like a kitten. Kit bit his lip and hummed a broken line of a song to her, several times over. Soon she was drooling against Kit’s T-shirt, which had a design on it that Kit had informed Jem meant superheroes. Kit patted her on the back.

“There we go,” Kit murmured, sounding proud of himself. “It’s our secret.”

Jem watched Kit and Mina for a little while longer, then crept back to his room, letting Kit return to his own bed believing he’d helped Jem and Tessa to rest.

honestly bigbrother!kit is the best thing in my life. im so happy