This Is Great Rule But I Sleep In Till 3 So I Only Have An Hour Every Day To Comprehend Anything Worth

im tired of people having these little nuances like i was talking about the word hate and i said “i hate nazis” and my friend was like hmm hates a strong word. for nazis ? no the fuck it is not. i could use stronger words too. i could curbstomp their sorry asses. i hate nazis and you all better hate nazis too

being on the aro spectrum would be a lot easier if being single wasn’t made to feel like a literal death sentence

Some sketches that I actually got around to finishing :)

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Cherry blossoms

Happy birthday to one James Potter!! It's also mothering Sunday which is perfect as we know James is the no.1 mum friend! This is a fluffy Jegulus fic I hope you enjoy! TW/ food and mention of making out but its mostly light kisses

James wasn’t sure what was happening, accept that one minute he was talking to Sirius and the next Reg had sidled up next to him and said “Gonna need to borrow your brother, brother”

Now he was being dragged through the halls of Hogwarts by the arm and his boyfriend was the one doing it. I mean who could complain. Regulus was often very thought out and didn’t do anything without thinking over it for days at the very least. James might be the sportier of the two, but the slight seeker had speed that’s for sure. The messy haired boy tumbled after his boyfriend practically tripping over his own feet in order to keep up.

“Reg, where...?”

“Shhh it’s a surprise come on” somehow the younger boy managed to speed up despite James already heaving for breath. Suddenly Regulus came to a halting stop causing James to almost crash into the back of him, instead he practically doubled over taking a few deep breathes.

“I thought you were supposed to be the sporty one, Potter. Oh, great quidditch champion” the fact that he hadn’t even built up a sweat just made James admire his boyfriend even more.

“Oi cardio is hell, its why I never do it” he straightened up having caught his breath and leaned in for a quick kiss which Regulus gladly returned. Then his wrist was once again circled with Regulus cold fingers. Honestly, why were his hands always so cold, maybe it ran in the family since Sirius’s hands were often cold too. Another tug at his wrist drew James’ attention to the staircase behind Regulus. For a second, he panicked before the ever-graceful Black started walking up the stairs backwards, he didn’t even stumble or second guess his stepping. James on the other hand practically fell over every step in his effort to keep up with the other boy. After another failed attempt and climbing the stairs, the pair started snickering at James’ poor coordination.

“How can you be so flawless on a broom and yet you can’t climb some bloody stairs?”

“I’m only this clumsy cause I’ve got the best view and they keep distracting me” the blush that was then painted across Regulus’ cheeks was easily the best birthday present he’d received all day.

“Shut up potter” the words didn’t match the soft lilt in his voice or the sappy smile pouring across it.

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop saying how much I’ve fallen for you. Especially if it makes your face to that cute thing” pale hands moved over Regulus’ face to cover his expression, but they didn’t stay long as calloused hands moved them back down to their sides. Regulus’ pale hands looked even lighter cradled in James’ darker hands.

“Hey, no hiding from the birthday boy” the grin on his face was mirrored by a small chuckle from the boy on the taller step. Tugging at his hands James drew him down for a soft kiss, and another and another before Regulus pushed lightly at his chest.

“Come on, we can’t just make out in a stair well for your birthday” a small huff left James’ mouth as a followed closely behind the Slytherin. As they finally made it to the top of the stairs, and they slipped inside of the astronomy tower.

“Reggie wait…” James stumbles inside and looked up, the view made him stop dead. There was a checked red blanket laid out with a perfect view of the stars. Little snacks ranging from his favourite crisps to a tower of profiteroles were littered around the blanket. There was also cherry blossoms everywhere. Some had been charmed to curl up the walls like vines, while some had been put in several vases dotted around the room. James had told them how the cherry blossom was his favourite flower; he was lucky his birthday was the perfect time for the flowers to bloom.

“Cherry blossoms are my favourite, you remembered?” a bewildered look passed over Regulus’ face

“You talk about them all the time… I do actually listen to you. I mean you talked about cherry blossoms for an hour about how they’re supposed to impart wisdom on your soul or some shit.” By this point he had started waving their hands about trying to prove his point and almost wacked James nose.

“Yeah, but you were staring into space I thought you’d dozed off or something”

“I was staring at you” now it was James’s turn to blush “come one there’s so much food”

The two of them settled down on the blanket and turned to the large array of food and began to tuck in. Halfway through stuffing a profiterole in his mouth James remember that a lot of students used the astronomy tower to spend some private time. It wasn’t that he was ashamed of Reg, he just wanted to spend his birthday night with him, undisturbed.

“Reggie?”

“hmm”

“Y’know a lot of people come up to the astronomy tower” as if reading his mind Regulus then responded

“Disillusionment charm, love. No one is even gonna see this place until I take it down” Damn. Every time he thought his boyfriend had forgotten something Regulus amazed him. Struck by awe of the boy before him James lent in to place a chaste kiss on their cheek.

“You’re like a jedi Reg” he then continued to speak in deeper voice while waving his hands in front of him “These are not the droids you’re looking for” Regulus blink a few times

“…sure?” the baffled look on his face apparently just made it more kissable in James opinion, so that’s what he did. Once, twice, three times, four times, until it all just melded into one long kiss.

This was pretty perfect, kissing his boyfriend under the stars with the smell of cherry blossoms in the air. He couldn’t think of a better birthday present. He hadn’t realised he was smiling into the kiss until Regulus pulled away smiling right back at him.

“What are you thinking about?” they practically whisper into his skin.

“How perfect this birthday present is.” At that Regulus jumped out of his reach looking slightly frazzled. James was suddenly worried he’d said something wrong as his arms were awkwardly hanging in the air where Regulus was once between them.

“I forgot I hadn’t actually given you you’re present. What kind of boyfriend am I? hold one” he then took of to the other side of the room and started pushing several of the cherry blossoms aside looking for… something.

“Wait this wasn’t the present?” James said sounding more confused by the minute.

“What? No this was just the lead up. Here.” he was standing in front of him once again with a box wrapped in light blue birthday paper. Carefully James took the box out of his hands and set it in his lap as Regulus settled beside him again. In an instance paper was strewn every which way and the lip of the box flicked open, inside lay a pair of simple quidditch goggles. As a confused expression crossed James’ face Regulus jumped to explain.

“They’re your prescription, cause you always complain about wearing your goggles over your glasses and then when you don’t you hate the rain on your glasses because then you can’t see. I also got new goggles cause your other ones are falling apart at the seams, I mean you don’t take care of them ever and I couldn’t exactly regift your old goggl…” their rambling was cut short by James’ lips pressed firmly against their own. As he pulled away an excited grin was passing over James face.

“They’re awesome! I love them Reggie” he stated as the goggles put into place over his eyes with a sharp snap. Honestly, they looked a little ridiculous with tussles of hair pouring out from under the elastic. James was blinking at Regulus rapidly as the other boy was trying not to explode into a fit of giggles.

“Love, - you have to - take your glasses off - first!” he said in between belts of laughter, that sound was James’ favourite in the whole world. The young boy who always seemed so calculating finally carefree and laughing at his ridiculously stupid boyfriend. Well, James would make himself the fool over and over again to hear that sound. Slipping the goggles of once more to be able to see his boyfriend again so he could safely land a kiss to their cheek.

“Thank you, they’re perfect” the pair were still staving off the last of the giggles and smiles into each other’s eyes under the starlight. Eventually Regulus lent his head against James’ shoulder and nodded off. Shortly after James fell victim to sleep as well with his arms wrapped around Regulus’ shoulders.

They woke to the rising sun peaking through the trees wrapped up in each other content to stay there forever, alas they had to leave the perfect cocoon that they had made. It would always be a memory.

Aro culture is, okay fine i did enter a romantic relationship for research purposes and damn I aint doing that again. I don't know how to explain it, but it (a romantic relationship) somehow is very strange to me and i dont know where my repulsion is coming from. I could do exactly the same things without getting repulsed as long as it isn't explicitly labeled as ronantic. Mission failed i guess because getting into a relationship just gave me more questions.

So uhm yeah i still don't know why I'm so damn repulsed BUT i am not repulsed somehow if it isn't labeled as romance. Lmao wth is up with me🥲

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why do people always only expect you to have one thing. one disorder one pet one gender one pronouns one name one favorite movie one crush one best friend. like why do I have an inventory limit

You ever follow someone and then find out they think Dumbledore is a hero. Immediately unfollowed. Their art was nice tho.

LOVE LOVE LOVE

The sweet cheeses again, you will always be famous Helen and Menelaus

Doodle undercut for funsies

Oh that’s a thing?

aro culture is having a friend-crushes. I mean I have regular friends, and those who I consider my close ones, but also there are people towards which I feel intense "oh you're so comfortable, I want you to be a part of my life forever".

for the longest time I believed it was a crush, but, oh wow, turns out you have to want to date them, kiss and have sex, not just do science papers and cook together

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i think little sisters should be allowed to be annoying thats what i think