Barty Can’t Come To The Phone Right Now. Why? ‘Cause He’s Too Busy With Evan-

Evan Rosier [screams], I’m so normal about him 🧎

Probably got in a fight with his favourite disaster, Barty <3

I have a pretty reference for my next art, but I’m not sure who I should draw 👉👈 They shall kiss!

Happy birthday to meeee I’m getting older and older and my back hurts

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“It was Sirius’ agonised wails as he pleaded and called out to a God he never believed in to spare his brother. To bring him back. 

“I just got him back,” Sirius screamed. “I just got him back. Please. Don’t do this. Please bring him back. I just got him back.”

– otrtbs

I have nothing to say except… sorry?

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Regulus marking his territory💋

I need this more than air

I need an academics to rivals Moonwater AU. I'm talking YEARS of competitive obsession.

Remus hates Regulus for how previliged he is and how easy it is for him to claim the spotlight everywhere he goes, for not having to fight tooth or nail to make something out of himself.

Regulus hates Remus' ability to still love learning, he hates the glint that shines in his eyes and the small smile he wears when he he gets a right answer or when he gets a good mark, he would do anything to feel just an ounce of that. To feel anything at all.

Both Lily and Barty had remarked on many occasions about how all encompassing their obsession with one another was. They were tired of hearing the same monologues every day for the last couple of years, of how infuriating and maddening the other was.

They won't have a proper conversation until years after, and in one hour something clicks, the way that those rare connections happen only few times in a Lifetime.

They will continue coexisting around one another, nothing new but none of the glares and longing looks for something you wish you could have. From the on, there are glances and small smiles and maybe even a few words exchanged around corridors. Orbiting stars that somehow can't seem to get closer to one another no matter what.

Extreme slow-burn, maybe a 100k until they even say one another's name.

Anyway just your average Sunday afternoon craving

How my art looks like vs how I see my art

I wanted to draw him in some pretty clothes 🤭