#I did not sign up for this

[foursaints]

re: last post. evan rosier being sacked from st. mungo's & then swiftly scooped up by tom to fill the death eater's need for a healer is something that can be so personal

evan had his own room at the back of riddle house. it was filled with antique surgical devices and "medical" textbooks with the most concerning titles & absolutely NOBODY ever wanted to get healed. i picture like, avery or whoever clumsily healing lucius's wounds until tom comes upon this like ? i've specifically enlisted a VERY SKILLED healer for this exact purpose. and the other death eaters are just like.... i don't know how to tactfully say that you couldn't PAY me to enter evan rosier's den of inferi autopsies & rusty bone-saws. he was FIRED from st. mungo's. his healing magic hurts WORSE than the original wound. he's WEIRD and it smells like DEATH in there

they go anyway because they're scared of tom. barty is the only one who just simply can't relate. that's his happy place

[virtualgirlafterdark]

Nurse, from over my shoulder: Edging only has one E

Me: oh thanks

*Nurse walks away*

Me: oh...wait, fuck, ohno

[gimmethatagustd]

the exact face i made when i realized they were showing him taking a shower

[mothmanwouldnever]

just finished In The Lives Of Puppets

[artfulacrostic]

losing my MIND rn oh my god.

memes for The Bad Batch 3x04, "A Different Approach"

*SPOILERS*

...i so badly don't want to spoil anything for anyone that i'm just gonna read-more these for once

[koushuwu]

[anintrovertedechoe]

hey what the fuck

[tapiokauwu]

I probably ruined a friendship once again...

If I had €10 for each time this has happened I'd be rich

[dorlezzie]

draft #3; marauders x tlou

[marauders, the last of us au; 631 words] song; exit music (for a film) - radiohead

when she smiles, laughing at some joke james didn’t even hear, the ache in his chest starts consuming him again. a burning hole threatening to swallow him if he does not distance himself. because everytime, it’s not marlene he sees, but his son, his baby boy, his harry. harry’s gone since the beginning. it’s been fifteen years, but the empty space never left. the grief is still a painful process— as he did nothing to process it. actually, he had just bottled things up, refusing to admit the truth; he was dying inside. it felt as if he’d been missing a part of him, an arm, a leg, a lung. not really able to breathe right since he left. 

harry’s been taken from him so abruptly, james was never able to accept it. this night haunts him, the way it happened so fast. lily and him were already divorced; more because they didn’t have the same vision for the future, not because they did not love each other anymore. lily had moved to the city, she was such a talented painter, james’ house was still full of her works. he was his first supporter, and it did not end as their marriage.

harry was seven when the break happened; it was james’ week. harry was at school, james was at the cabinet and everything was perfectly normal. something he couldn’t even imagine anymore, couldn’t even fantasize. he’d just finished a consultation; a dog strangely agitated since the morning. it was the last one of the day, as he’d always arranged his agenda to get his son out of school. well, if he had to recall, james would say some events made him feel uneasy. a coworker not showing up, the radio recalling agitated foreign cities, a day full of animals acting strangely, snarling at their owner for no apparent reason— and james had learned to always trust their instinct. sirius had texted him, telling something was off. he had loads of colleagues calling in sick, and some acting weird. so when he went for harry, he was not surprised to see lily’s name on his phone. they were regularly talking, because he knew her since he was eleven and never intended on letting her go. she was still his best friend. something’s weird, james. people are agitated, she’d said. i’m on my way to get harry, he’d replied. do you think you could come here, just in case? i’m not finished ‘til seven. i’ll come by tomorrow morning, okay?  okay, love. take care, and call me if needed. 

this was their last conversation for months. 

everything got fucked up in the hours that followed. sirius and remus arrived in their pick-up in the middle of the night, the moment distress flares lit up the sky. as soon as they parked in front of the house, him and harry jumped in the car. his boy was scared, trembling and on the verge of tears. but he was doing so well, he’d been so brave in the surrounding chaos. “it’s okay, baby” he kept repeating, over and over again, stroking his hair in the back of the truck. “i’m here. you’re safe, my love” and harry believed him. james lied right to his face, because in the end, he failed to protect him. james closes his eyes, refusing to live through this again. so instead, he just glares at marlene, standing up and getting his bag; 

“we’re going” he tells her, without the shadow of a doubt in his voice. “i haven’t finished my chef boyardee!” she says with a snobby accent, stuffing the last raviolis in her mouth. 

harry used to do the exact same thing. putting as much as his mouth could take, before smiling disgustingly. marlene smiles. james turns around.

[discoveredreality]

i got forced into shipping jegulus???

like when i was new to tumblr i only shipped drarry and wolfstar and shit and i was perfectly fine with jily but now i'm seeing so much james+reggie stuff i now ship jegulus?????

[imozma]

Headcannon:

Those who control electricity can sense the paranormal through it.

Essentially, human EMF sensors.

So, when Lovely had electro-abilities, they were able to hear/see ghosts. Mainly through static hums.

This led to many instances of Vincent being terrified of the TV or Radio hitting channels of snow.

*The TV turns to snow/static and Lovely freezes in their place for a solid two or three minutes*

Lovely: They’re here (referencing the famous line from Poltergeist)

Vincent: *Leaves the room with his hands in the air, terrified.*

[tmnt-tychou]

After the Tiny Turtles get returned back to their own time, Don and Leo take Mona to the hot springs in the Hidden City to relax. She was getting a little stressed out at the end.

But now everyone has Tiny Turtles on the brain and some mutants’ biological clocks are ticking. Fan babies are imminent! (Characters are in their mid 20′s.)

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@thelaundrybitch

[fortpeat]

You can find me officially dead with this post 😐😐🫠

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[plangentia]

oh god oh fuck i have to read the bible for my dissertation?? gorl

[badassheda]

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[feysandfeels]

Being a book wife is hard because my book husband is, well, fictional, but being a book widow is even worse BECAUSE MY BOOK HUSBAND DIED!