Remus: Prongs, Are You Coming With Us?

oh you poor, poor things. you have no idea what is coming.

IM READING CHEW ME UP AND JAMES JUST SAID I LOVE YOU BUT DOESNT WANT REGULUS TO RESPOND AND I FEEL LIKE JAMES DID SOMETHING BAD

Sirius: sooo cute

*the four on a double date, passing by a children’s toy shop*

Sirius: *arm linked with Remus’s, pointing to the window* Look, Reg, you used to have a stuffed bear just like that.

James: *to Regulus* oh my god you’re so adorable

[flashback to Regulus as a child]

5 year old Regulus: *talking to a teady bear* You have five days left to live, Mr. Bear. I think we should just pull the plug now, give you a nice, clean death.

[present time]

Regulus: yes..good times

Sirius: You weren’t a teenage dirtbag. You had a study group

Remus: I sold cigarettes to 7th years in 3rd year

Sirius: I stand corrected

Every time I see an obviously-queer middle schooler wearing a walmart Nirvana shirt try and discreetly stare at me, i remember why I dress like this. Every time I see some 7th grader with a pixie cut and a 'how to pass pre-t trans men' outfit trying to glance at me without seeming too obvious, or every time some 9th grader sees me in goodwill looking through the men's black T shirts for band tees, with a leather jacket or a pair of ripped jeans over my arm, and they come up and say they like my outfit. Every time I see a kid I could have easily been, who will easily grow up to be me.

It's not just for me. It's showing people who I used to be so similar to, that they can be themselves too. The same way 17 year olds showed me when I was 14, acting the same way they act, trying to be slick about watching what the cool goth girl in the thrift store was getting, so I could dress just like her when I grew up.

I got there. Now it's my turn to turn around and help others get here.

things i say that confuse and worry my coworkers:

“happy birthday” every time i hand them something

“well, that’s not ideal” whenever something is going wrong

“we are in the timeline that god abandoned” whenever i’m mildly inconvenienced

“can’t you see that your fighting is tearing this family apart?” whenever two or more coworkers are arguing

referring to taking medication as “eating medicine”

“time to go back to prison!” when putting animals back in their cages

referring to inanimate objects as (s)he, particularly when i break something and say “oh no, he’s dead.” this concerns them especially when i follow it up with “that’s not ideal”

“what are they gonna do, fire me?”

gay.

meeeeee

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and it caught on with some of the other girls too

When Marlene found out that the marauders called Sirius Pads, she definitely called him tampon to piss him off.

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