Credits

Y/N: I'm still mad at you.

Remus: *sits down next to Y/N, holding two cups*

Y/N: You can't fix this with a cup of coffee.

Remus: I know. That's why I brought you hot chocolate.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Sections to add to your script

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Things people say about you

If you want people to talk about you in a certain way create a section of quotes that people have said about you when you're not around. If you want to give off a highly specific aura you can literally just script that people tell each other how much you give off that kind of energy.

"They are so beautiful literally like an angel on earth"

Third locations

A section entirely for custom third locations. Hang out spots you wish existed, stores that match your highly specific vibe, secret hideouts just for you, cafes and restaurants that exclusively sell food you like. Theme parks you wish existed. Summer camps that take place in a legitimate castle.

Custom media

Shows movies and games you wish existed. Like multiplayer Skyrim or rewriting a bad ending to a show you like. Apps you wish existed.

Shouldn't be real but is

Could range from the legends of Zelda fairies to Santa or could be used to make up wild conspiracy theories and turn them into fact. Just make up random fun facts.

SCRIPTING IDEAS! ─── hogwarts events.

HALLOWEEN.

pumpkin carving contests (for house points).

themed herbology classes.

halloween masquerade ball.

costume contest (for house points).

waking up to candy beside your bed (house elves put candy beside your bed halloween morning).

haunted houses & mazes in hogsmead.

CHRISTMAS / WINTER HOLIDAYS.

yearly winter ball.

mistletoe will appear above the heads of couples or people will crushes on each other (this could be so chaotic and i love it).

ice skating.

cookie baking contest (for house points).

VALENTINES DAY.

valentine's day ball.

for older years, amortentia is made around this time.

divination love readings!!

EASTER.

school-wide easter egg hunt (for house points).

OTHER.

weekly house parties in the common room.

gryffindor hosts a 'welcome back' party but first years are encouraged to attend.

new year's eve ball & afterparty in the common rooms.

there's a harvest festival / carnival every autumn that lasts a few days.

bonfires on the quidditch pitch.

annual field trips to places in europe.

the marauders fandom aka the trauma dumping fandom where instead of writing more about the characters people just project onto them and completely change their characters

bring back book accurate or just create OCs

Rich people invent a big number and use the violence of the state to force you to pay it. There's nothing "freedom" about that. If you oppose universal healthcare because you want "freedom", that's complete nonsense.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐒

Just as a reminder: you do not need to script every single detail. Your consciousness is smarter than you think! That being said, if you like to script, I have some ideas that you might enjoy. Let me know what you think, yeah?

1.) Whatever you use to take pictures with (camera, phone, etc.) has the same quality as the way you see it.

2.) Others can hear your voice the way you personally hear it. Or vice versa, you hear your voice the way others hear it.

3.) You can control your energy level (be it physical, mental, emotional) depending on your needs.

4.) You can remember/identify/acquire something you want to show another person instantaneously.

5.) You do not need to take a lot of time to dig through your bag / purse / backpack etc. to find whatever it is that you need.

6.) Your food and drinks never rot or expire.

7.) There is always a seat for you on the bus regardless of how filled it looks.

8.) You can come up with classy comebacks on the spot when verbally defending yourself or someone else.

9.) Every cute username you think of using for social media has never been once taken by someone else.

10.) Regardless of how small the fandom is, there is always enough content (fics, art, music covers, etc.) to go around about your favorite media.

11.) Your clothes never wear out (unless you prefer a worn out look) or get tarnished by anything that would otherwise typically stain.

12.) Your jewelry/accessories never rusts nor breaks.

13.) Your pillows are always refreshingly cool and your covers cozy.

14.) The door to your room naturally closes on its own if someone absentmindedly leaves it open after talking to you in the room.

15.) Regardless of how remote of an area you are in, your favorite food chain establishment has a branch nearby.

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Pairing: Modern!Uni!Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

Interaction and feedback is what keeps me motivated to write, so I would love to hear you thoughts 🤍

Warnings: Language!

Word Count: 677

One of Us Series Masterlist!

"No, I'd rather not. Thanks, though." You reply dismissively, siping at the cocktail Lily made for you. Every game night, she always had something new for everyone to try, whether it was a unique drink or a recipe from her grandmother's cookbook. Tonight, it was a turquoise-colored concoction with the rim of the glass dipped in sugar. And at the moment, it was the most interesting thing to look at in the room.

“Sorry, love, but this isn’t up for discussion.” James says from where he sits directly across from you, looking ridiculously cozy with your well-loved pink teddy bear, Mr. Cuddles. Clearly, creativity had been your strong suit at nine years old. The third Saturday of the month meant it was your turn to host game night. Your small living room was filled with familiar faces, cozy blankets, and an assortment of snacks and drinks. The scent of freshly popped popcorn mingled with the sweet aroma of the cocktail Lily had crafted for the evening.

To your relief, Remus had stepped out to take a phone call twenty minutes ago. You thought his absence would calm your nerves and help you relax. However, just as the game ended, James sprung a dare on you, shattering your brief moment of peace.

“The game has ended, Potter. I will not be taking any more dares.” You shoot him a pointed look, and he responds with that infamous grin, the kind that signals he's about to turn your night upside down.

“That’s funny. Because you didn’t take any at all, actually.” James emphasizes his point by lifting his own cocktail in your direction, as if to underline his words.

You shift uncomfortably, “Sorry?”

“You know the rule. All of us have to participate in a dare.” James grins, and you fight the urge to snatch Mr. Cuddles from his grip. If he wasn’t going to be nice, then he wasn’t going to cuddle your bear.

"Well, the dare wasn't just for me—it was for both Remus and me. And Remus must have taken a turn. So give me another dare." You usually didn’t keep tabs on what Remus Lupin was up to, nor did he on you.

“He didn’t, actually. He picked truth as well.” Lily chimed in. You shot a look of disbelief at your so-called best friend, who offered a sheepish smile in return before leaning into James.

“Not even when I left to get more snacks?” You asked desperately.

“No. Not even then.” James confirmed.

You paused, glancing between Lily and James unsure, “Did you plan this?”

“How would we have known you two wouldn’t pick dare? It was all luck, truly.” James shrugs, but you know better than to believe that.

Sirius, who was seated next to you on the loveseat and unusually quiet, draped his arm around you and pulled you into his side.

You glanced at him and narrowed your eyes unhappily. "Please, don't make me do this," you whispered desperately. Sirius laughed softly and pressed a kiss to your temple.

“It’s just a couple of hours. You can handle that.”

“Why the fuck do you look like you’re about to cry?” Your gaze sharpens as you lock eyes with Remus, who is staring you down intently from the doorway. You hadn’t heard him come back in.

“You should’ve picked dare earlier; saved us both the trouble.” You huff and shift slightly beneath Sirius’s arm, drawing Remus’s gaze. His eyes flicker to the way you’re nestled against his best friend, the tension in his expression momentarily giving way to a flash of something unreadable.

“What are you talking about?” He snaps, his brow pinched as he stares at you. James stands up and claps a hand on Remus’s shoulder, his face alight with eagerness to reveal the news.

“Congratulations, Rem! You’re having a sleepover with your favorite girl.” James cheers, his voice ringing with enthusiasm, and Remus’s eyes snap back to you. His jaw is clenched, and his posture is taut with tension. 

One of you was going to end up dead, surely.