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Reg *trying to make conversation*: So..what's your favorite star?

James *who's been waiting for this moment his entire life*: MY FAVORITE STAR-

Reg: Don't. You. Say. It.

James *about to burst with excitement*: BUT-

Reg: No.

James *deflating*: ITS-

Reg: NO.

James: Yo-

Reg *smacking upside the head with the nearest pillow*: I SAID NO

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Come on guys we need one more

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Baby Blacks

Sirius: how was school today?

Regulus: it was okay, I handed in my creative English assignment

Sirius: I don’t remember you writing anything for school

Regulus: oh I didn’t, I already had something to hand in

Sirius:

Regulus:

Sirius: if you tell me you handed in your suicide note-

Regulus: how did you know?!

Sirius: WHAT ELSE COULD YOU HAVE PRE- WRITTEN?

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I was I my room calmly, when I hear the first accords of Black Dog, and I literally ran to my parents' bedroom, where my parents were watching YouTube, and my mom was started congratulating me on my great musical taste, and I just sat there nodding like half of it didn't come from an unhealthy obsession with a fanfic about dead gay wizards that worshipped David Bowie.

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James: The flowers are beautiful, but do you know what's more beautiful?

Sirius: …

James: You

Sirius: *blushes*

James: That's the kind of line you should use to flirt with Remus.

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James: How did you get your brother to co-operate with you?

Sirius: I threatened to reveal his dark secret.

James: Which is what?

Sirius: I have no idea, I was bluffing, but it must be something horrible.

James *nervous sweating*:

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13-year-old Sirius: You know what, I think it's time we started swearing. When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'll swear first and then you.

12-year-old Regulus: Okay.

[downstairs]

Walburga: What do you want for breakfast?

Sirius: I'll have Cocoa Puffs, bitch.

Walburga: Go to your room!

Walburga, to Regulus: And what do you want?

Regulus: Dunno but it won't be fucking Cocoa Puffs.

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Regulus *after being forced to admit he has feelings for James*: Where's my Oscar for pretending everything is fine?

Evan:

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James: *proposing* will you be the person whose name I shout-

Regulus: in bed?

James: also a good idea but I was trying to say when I loose my glasses so you can help me find them

Regulus: I liked the bed one better

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Walburga: You imbecile, go to your room now!

Sirius: Keep yelling at me like that and I'll make sure our family line ends with me.

Walburga: Was that a threat?

Sirius *fully knowing its already going to end with his brother and his own gay ass*: Girl, did it sound like a compliment???

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Regulus: why are you shirtless?

Remus: *in Sirius’ room* why do you think?

Regulus: because you’re poor

Remus: well ouch

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Alice: Are you serious?

Frank: No, I'm frank.

Lily, in the background: oh no, they've got him too!

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DESTIEL FANART IN A COLORING APP IM SCREAMING AAAAA

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I'm gonna kill someone if this teenfic shit don't stop now. Last time I checked there was only my poetry collection there, now all my stories are there. They're taking them from wattpad which means bitch be typing the WORD FOR WORD. Whom the fuck even owns this shitty platform???!!

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Sticker Sheet Sale

All Sticker Sheets are 50% (while supplies last)

It's time to refresh our sticker offerings so sticker sheets are on sale for 50% off.

Get them while you can, we won't be re-releasing these in the future.

P.S. If you're not interested in stickers please enjoy this joke.

How does a crab feel when it overeats?

Clawful!

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hc that sirius in first year had his curly hair perfectly evenly styled, clean middle part and pushed behind his ears, never a hair out of place, his hair went to just below his shoulders but it was always pushed back hanging down his back never over the shoulder. like he would apply gel to his curls in the morning so they kept their perfect spiral shape all day. little sirius sitting all prim and proper in their lectures and continuously pushing his hair behind his ears. little remus sitting next to him blushing furiously because his friend just looks so pretty