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Bsd 114.5 is WILD but like, someone pls explain how did that rat kill Karma then????

He owns my heart. He could tear it with Rashoumon and I'd happily let him 🥺

reblog to call him good boy

One thing that bothers me in Character.Ai is that how readily Characters reveal ALL their information. Like, how am I supposed to spend months wondering about Chuuya's job in a chat if he tells me in an instant? And don't tell me that Dazai would go around telling EVERYONE that he was a former mafia executive- that's so out of character 😨

rachel elizabeth dare didn't throw a a plastic blue hairbrush into the titan king's eye just for you to call her a percabeth plot device

One day, I will have to explain to google that I don't have kids, I am a writer.

How I imagine the conversation would go-

Google: You don't have kids?

Me: Nope, none

Google: Why did you search things like "best baby names" "unique baby names" "baby names meaning leader"???

Me: I aM a wRiTeR

“That’s the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen!”

“Excuse you, Prongs, it’s artistry, not that you’d know,”

Holding it up with the proudest expression on his face, Sirius revealed the jumper he’d been working on. It was a frankly alarming shade of red, with green Christmas trees scattered at random. The sleeves and collars were a bright shade of green- the same as the Christmas trees.

James thought it was hideous.

Sirius thought it was the greatest jumper in all of history.

“I’m sure you wouldn’t mind wearing this artistry down to lunch then, would you, Pads?”

“As a matter of fact,” said Sirius, looking James directly in the eye with a smug grin, as he pulled the jumper over his neck. “I think I will.”

The bright red and green clashed heavily with the faded eyeliner that rimmed his eyes and messy black hair, but Sirius’s ear to ear grin was more than contagious enough to distract.

“Hey Pads? Do you still have-” started Remus from the staircase, voice abruptly stopping the second he spotted Sirius. “What the fuck has Prongs done this time?”

“Why Moony, how could you say such a thing about my newest piece of fashion? It’s simply-” he flipped his hair exaggeratedly, before continuing, “fabulous!”

“An effort was made,” deadpanned Remus.

“And you could do better?”

“Why Padfoot,” imitated Remus in a very close voice. “Of course I could!”

“Go on then,” challenged Sirius. “I dare you.”

“What do I get in return?”

“Hmmm… I’ll buy your chocolate stash for a month! Oh, and wear it for the next week straight!”

Remus’s avid smile was more than enough answer.

~~~

“So would you prefer a Christmas jumper, or a normal one?”

Looking up from his textbook, Sirius turned to meet Remus’s eyes. “What d’you mean?”

“The jumper I’m making. For the bet?”

“Oh. Oh, Moony, there’s no need. I’ll always buy your chocolate stash for a month, you don’t need to do all that.”

“But I want to. So tell me, Christmas or-”

“Could you two gentlemen please pay attention? Or do you have better things to talk about? In which case, I invite you two to share it with the entire class.”

Professor McGonagall seemed very irate, and Sirius’s hand jerked away in surprise from where it’d been holding Remus’s under the table.

About to mutter a “sorry professor,” Remus got interrupted by Sirius saying loudly “Oh professor, nothing could be better than your classes, I mean, transfiguration is my favourite subject for a reason, and it definitely isn’t all the homework.”

“As flattering as that was, we both know that wasn’t true, Sirius, so if you could kindly pay attention, that would be lovely.”

Turning back to the board, McGonagall continued whatever she was focusing on. But Remus felt a note put in his hand as Sirius held it below the table.

Opening it up, it said in Sirius’s familiar scrawl “christmas will do just fine, but you won’t be able to beat the sheer beauty mine radiates.”

Grinning, Remus silently waited ‘til he could get his hands on some wool.

~~~

If the feast two days before Christmas was so magnificent, there were high expectations for when the festival actually arrived. With turkey and rich gravy, heaps of mashed potatoes and way too much dessert, everyone lingered in the great hall much longer than usual. Everyone except Remus.

“Why are you heading up so early?” Asked Sirius in complete and utter surprise when Remus mentioned it. “Have you seen the feast today? They even have chocolate fudge!”

“I know,” said Remus, looking torn between the table and the door. “But I have other things to do.”

“More important than this?”

“Sadly.”

“Finee,” drawled James, dragging the word out. “We’ll save you some fudge!”

“I owe you!”

As Remus climbed up the stairs, he brushed back a strand of hair and mentally made a note of the designs he could weave into the jumper. Grabbing the red wool from his drawer, he slumped down onto the bed to start.

Intertwining the wool between the needles, Remus’s head buzzed with ideas to make this jumper better than the others. Maybe he lost track of time, because before he knew it, James and Sirius’s telltale steps and sleepy chatter became louder as they headed to the dorm.

“-but the best thing about him has to be his beard. Imagine how much he’d have to comb it!”

“His clothes are much better, Prongs, haven’t you seen the way he matches his hats to his robes?”

“But it wouldn’t look the same without the beard would it?”

“You know, you may have a point-”

“I don’t know, maybe the greatest part of Dumbledore- the greatest wizard, well, ever- is his magic?” Added Peter dryly.

“Not really,” hummed Sirius at the same time James went “Nah.”

“Moony! What do you-”

“I have to agree with James,” started Remus, exchanging a grin with him. “His beard is simply iconic.”

“See! Moony agrees!”

“But you said you liked his hat better! Remember? When we were late to transfiguration?” Asked Sirius accusatorily, swinging his arms about lazily.

“I did?”

Remus looked confused- the type that wasn’t fake.

“Agree to disagree? I’m too sleepy to argue anym-” James trailed off into a yawn, caught by the rest of them.

“Just this once, Prongs,” mumbled Sirius trying not to yawn again.

As the three of them turned away, Remus reached below his pillow for the half finished jumper, and picked up his wand before muttering spells.

It was a simple charm he was trying to do, and shouldn’t have taken as long as it did. But with no way to test it himself, Remus was left hoping it would work the next day.

~~~

Rubbing his eyes, Remus woke up feeling a bit groggy, before he remembered the jumper he was ready to give. Waving his wand, he watched as the jumper wrapped itself in red wrapping paper and neatly finished off with a gold ribbon.

Climbing softly into Sirius’s bed, he gently brushed a strand of hair away from Sirius’s face. “Pads?”

Stirring slightly, Sirius mumbled something incoherent before snuggling into Remus’s chest, making him smile.

“Pads, I’ve got something for you.”

“Too early,” mumbled Sirius, burying his head deeper into Remus’s chest and pulling closer.

“It’s only-” Remus checked his watch. “Eight in the morning!”

“And that’s too early to watch Prongs practice quidditch, huh?”

“Well,” started Remus, trying to come up with something. “Just- wake up!”

“Mkay, okay, I’m waking up,” yawned Sirius, slowly opening his eyes and pushing himself up. His eyes were still barely open, as he pushed the hair out of his face. “What is it?”

“Remember when you dared me to make a jumper?”

“You actually did it?” Asked Sirius, grinning and suddenly a bit more awake. 

Passing over the box, Remus grinned almost shyly. “Consider it an early Christmas gift. Seeing that you will be wearing it for the next week straight.”

Sirius’s eyes widened. “I said that?”

“Yes, you did,” said Remus, his grin growing wider.

“I did, didn’t I? Well,” said Sirius, a bit brighter, all the sleepiness gone from his voice. “Let’s see if you live up to your word.”

Messily unwrapping the ribbon, Sirius bit his lip in anticipation and tore the wrapping paper.

Holding it up, the widest, most earnest smile spread across Sirius’s lips. Beautifully detailed snowflakes were charmed to slowly flutter in a non existent breeze, over a red background, confined by horizontal stripes. Another layer of stripes had reindeers that seemed to be following each other in pounce, and Sirius chuckled softly when he noticed.

“Thank you- I- this… really is amazing, Moons, where’d you learn it?”

“You haven’t seen the best part yet,” said Remus, with anticipation. “Put it on.”

Pulling his shirt over his head, Sirius shrugged into the jumper. It seemed to fit absolutely perfectly, the sleeves falling barely an inch over his wrists.

“Now transform into Padfoot,” said Remus, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

“What?”

“Turn into Padfoot,” repeated Remus with a grin.

Looking wary, Sirius transformed and was replaced with Padfoot- only, he was still wearing the same Christmas jumper, simply adjusted. When realisation hit him, Sirius transformed back with the biggest grin on his face looking impressed.

“You- you actually did that? How?”

“Magic.”

Sirius rolled his eyes but his smile was more than happy. “I’d wear this for much more than one week straight.”

“Would you buy my chocolate for more than a month?”

“Of course,” chuckled Sirius, moving in for a gentle kiss and bringing a hand through Remus’s hair. “Merry Christmas in advance- it’s tomorrow,” he whispered excitedly.

“It is, and it’s going to be awesome.”

Okay so

In the movie, Isabela is 21, Luisa is 19, and Mirabel is 15, right?

Meaning when Mirabel was born, Luisa would have been 4 years old, and Isabella 6.

Isa would have already gotten her gift by the time Mirabel was born.

You can’t tell me Isabela Madrigal didn’t make flowers grow in her new baby sister’s cradle.

just imagine how sirius would react when he finds out harry is dating ginny, ron's little sister

harry is calmly eating breakfast one day when he gets a howler, and he's never gotten a howler before, so he panics thinking it's one of his dads and he tries to banish it but the thing explodes and it's sirius

"HARRY JAMES POTTER, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO THIS! IS THIS THE WAY JAMES AND REGULUS RAISED YOU? IS THIS THE WAY WE RAISED YOU? I AM SO— remus, let go of me, don't you see i'm busy— I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU! YOUR BEST FRIEND'S SISTER, NO LESS! YOUNG MAN YOU HAVE NO MORALS! NO RESPECT! YOU ARE GROUNDED FOR— what exactly is it you find funny, james? the poetic irony of this betrayal? regulus, stop laughing before i hex you, and you too peter, this isn't fucking funny—"

and ron laughs so hard he forgives harry on the spot

How Prisoner of Azkaban should have ended:

Harry: I just don't think my dad would've wanted his two best friends to become murderers.

Sirius: Well if it's anyone's decision, it's yours Harry. *Turns back to Peter* But if you try to transform then we will kill you. Fair?

Harry & Remus: Fair

Hermione: Why don't you just stun him? Then he won't be able to get away?

Remus: That's certainly a better idea, Hermione. Now why didn't we think of that, Sirius?

*Remus bandages Ron's leg with a spell and they prepare to leave, with unconscious Snape and Peter levitating by Snape's wand that Sirius is holding*

Sirius: Wait! Remus, it's a full moon!

Remus: So it is. All of you get out and make sure the willow isn't frozen anymore.

*Hesitantly Sirius leads them all out and talks to Harry about him being godfather and the chance of him staying with him.*

*They arrive at the castle to find McGonagall stood probably waiting for Harry, Hermione and Ron to return.*

McGonagall: S-Sirius?

Sirius, smirking somewhat: Hello Minnie

Harry: Professor! He's innocent! It wasn't him that betrayed my parents! It was Pettigrew!

McGonagall: Peter's alive?

Sirius, nodding: He killed all of those muggles to frame me and then transformed.

*They sort it all out. The minister acknowledges that Sirius is innocent. Peter is sent to Azkaban and Snape doesn't expose Remus to the Slytherins. Sirius leaves the school and says that he'll see Harry at the end of term.*

Harry, looking out of the train window: He's there!

Ron, looking too: This really is your year, Harry.

Harry moves in with Sirius and Remus, who was persuaded by Sirius to move into the house. Ron and Hermione visit a lot and Harry has his first proper birthday party. They all go to the Quidditch World Cup with the Weasleys. Arthur gets Sirius a job in his department.

At the beginning of term, Remus and Harry get on the train and go back to Hogwarts. They all love happily until some other death eater inevitably resurrects Voldemort (probably Bellatrix)

Me....

“I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.”

— Melissa Cox

Sirius and James when they wanted to take Dumbledore to the winter ball-

Sirius *holding a cauliflower in his hand*: Dear Dumblydore, Today, I am here to make a confession. So, when I first saw you, I felt like the gates of heaven have opened for me. Your beautiful eyes, your wrinkly skin, your white beard, everything is so Perfect. With all my love, I would like to ask you if you will accept my flower and go to the ball with me? *Gets down on one knee dramatically*

James *has his hand on his chest and a look of betrayal on his face*: HOW COULD YOU SIRIUS? YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL! HOW DARE YOU ASK THE LOVE OF MY LIFE TO THE BALL? I THOUGHT WE WERE BEST FRIENDS!

Sirius *turns to face James*: I was the first one to fall for Dumblydore. So get lost! He is MINE.

James & Sirius: *start fighting*

Dumbledore: *Is laughing hard*

James: Wait, let us ask Dumbly-Pie who he wants to go with. I bet it's me.

Sirius: Ha! Let's see.

James & Sirius *turn to face Dumbledore*: My dear Dumblydore/Dumbly-Pie, who would you like to go with to the ball?

Dumbledore: *finally catching his breath* I am sorry but I can't go with you both. Remus asked me first and so I am going with him.