Ok, Is Anyone Else As Confused As I Am About The Jegulus Fanfiction Strike. Because I Have Absolutely

Ok, is anyone else as confused as I am about the jegulus fanfiction strike. Because I have absolutely no idea what’s going on.

Sirius: why is bacon called bacon and cookies called cookies if you cook bacon and bake cookies?

Remus: Sirius, please not now. IM TRYING TO SLEEP.

James in the background sitting there while his brain overheats

*james walking into the lounge to the walls covered in sticky notes and string and Regulus running around like a madman*

James: Love, it’s 3 am, what are you doing?

Regulus: I need to find out if Lizzie Borden killed her fucking parents or not, James. It’s really important

James: Come on honey, we can work that out together tomorrow, just come with me to bed.

James was the sun, but get too close to the sun and you get burnt.

Sirius will literally thirst over Remus in 3 layers of clothes or no layers. Fight me

sirius black loves everything about the winter season fr like permanent blush? yum. excuse for cuddles? delicious. remus lupin in three layers of clothes? does not get better than that

spreading more of my regulus headcanons!!

he is left handed.

he plays the violin and piano.

he learned french before english— all of his thoughts are in french, and he talks to himself in french.

he is autistic and has sensory issues.

he doesn’t like to eat meat, tries to eat vegetarian as often as he can.

gets attached to jewellery/pieces of clothing easily.

addicted to tea.

stays up very late, and wakes up very early.

can read latin fluently, but not speak it fluently.

blurts out random facts no matter the situation, just the most random, disturbing facts.

spoke later than other kids, having to go to speech therapy— he didn’t speak in full sentences until he started primary school.