When Life Gives You Lemons, Give The Lemons Back To The Life Because You Can Just Go To The Fucking Store

you-what

yES IT’S mE

guess who wrote u this ask, my lovely scar 👁👄👁

idkkk probably someone I talk to,

I feel like this is a different person than previously so I'm guessing @chaosmarauders again cause you said you sent an ask so

*shrug*

111 posts, 45 followers!

@pestoprongs btsznwkjakjl

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putting the prongs AND pesto in pestoprongs for my 10k dtiys! details below 🍝

rules:

-use the hashtag #pestoprongs10KDTIYS

-deadline is october 31st

-tag me in your post

-keep his skin tone and the theme of him eating pesto the same, but anything else goes!

-put my original piece in your post and tag me

-have fun!

You can only reblog this today.

hey everybody, it's your boy alex! i can officially say i am coming back to tumblr! i will come back to my content, writing, chats and headcanons, sometimes even posting traditional art! (if i can)

i know i've been offline for ages, and that's because i didnt have any motivation, but now i do! and good news, i have enough motivation to continue writing the triwizard au fanfic! i will continue and most likely, i will post the first chapter the day after tomorrow, with the total of 4 chapters (for now)!

you can go check out my ao3 page as well,it's alexsimps

also, we surpassed the milestone of 150 followers, being at 153! thank you!!

Why did you change accounts?

because i can lol

idk why

a figment of their imagination, really.

marlene had been gone for a while now, as the memory of an august order meeting that had played in their head over and over again reminded them, but they still felt marlene's hot breath against their neck, her cold fingers touching them, drawing patterns on their body, the gentle brush of fingerprints making them shiver and a content sigh to escape their lips.

and, no matter how much everyone around them had tried to deny it, marlene was still there, with the ones that still believed in not necessarily the human, the flesh, but in merely the concept.

"i'm still here, my sunshine."

but it wasn't quite the marlene that dorcas knew. she still looked gorgeous, a light aura always around her, an aura of yellowy-white light, but this marlene was cold, colder, the humanity of a once young, fierce woman gone. drained from what was left of her. the only thing that had changed about her was the fact that she was not a human anymore, but merely a memory, but, to dorcas, there was nothing that could change marlene's brash beauty.

they reached out, in the dark, almost blindly, in hope that she'd be there. it was nothing, just the cold night and the empty pit in your stomach a dead lover leaves.

yep

I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

To prove something to a friend, please

REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

Sirius: *starts blowing air at Remus*

Remus: what are you doing?

Sirius: *continues*

Remus: stop that! it's annoying

Sirius: I'm trying to cool you down

Remus: I'm calm

Sirius: not calm you down, cool you down. You're just too hot to eat right now