Van Gogh Details. X

vampire dorcas

james: it’s a shame how fast our childhood has passed

peter: yeah, i mean, when was the last time any of us was just unconditionally happy and, i don’t know, blew bubbles?

sirius: i don’t think i ever did that but i did blow moony like forty minutes ago in our dorm. made us both really happy

remus: he’s right

regulus: why? why on earth do you have no verbal filter?

Let me photograph you in this light

mermaid/siren satosugu au

its cold you should dress accordingly

just. dropping this here

i wanna save you from your sorrow

Remus: "You need to lie very still. You've lost a lot of bl00d."

Sirius, dizzy from the bl00d loss: "I didn't lose it. I know exactly where it is."

Sirius: *points to the puddle of bl00d*

Thorns Have Roses on ao3

No matter how many times Evan repeats that Esther is nothing more than a cover-up, a hoax for his father and the rest of the prudish and stuck-up pureblood snobs to buy into, so as not to ask too many questions, Barty can’t even stand the sight of the leech hanging around with Evan.

OR a story on how Barty was jealous of Evan, while being a flirty, cheeky bastard, and had hot sex with him afterwards.

art by eve

after all that waiting, they hadn’t had very long at all, in the end.

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.