“Armand told the truth”?
Bitch please.
His entire little cult is just vampiricly amplified pretty privilege.
He is the Savior Jesus christ of beautiful manipulative bitches
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“Armand told the truth”?
Bitch please.
His entire little cult is just vampiricly amplified pretty privilege.
He is the Savior Jesus christ of beautiful manipulative bitches
"You bought the entire building?"
"It was a sound financial investment," Sirius said quickly.
Remus stood by the glass, holding his mug of tea and watching a team of goblins magically board up the bakery across the street. "Sirius, you hate real estate."
"People change."
"And I liked that bakery." Remus took a sip of tea. "The bloke who works there always gives me extra éclairs. Just yesterday, he was telling me I have nice eyes, and he asked if I wanted to get dinner—"
Sirius’s hand twitched, and the teacup he was holding shattered into a dozen pieces.
"Which is exactly why the place had to go!" Sirius snapped, vanishing the shards with a flick of his wand. "The man was giving you free éclairs. Do you know what that means?"
"That he was nice?"
"No, it means he wanted something."
Remus blinked. "I think he was just being polite, Sirius. He seemed very genuine."
Sirius made a noise that definitely wasn’t human. He marched over to the window, pressing his forehead against the glass as he glared down at the now-jobless baker standing bewildered on the pavement. "Polite? He touched your hand when he gave you your change on Tuesday! He lingered! For three entire seconds!"
"I think he was just trying not to drop the sickles," Remus reasoned, completely missing the jealousy radiating off his best friend. "Anyway, it’s a shame. Where am I going to get my bread now?"
"I will bake you bread," Sirius blurted out. "I will hire a team of personal, highly-trained French chefs to live in your kitchen. You will never need another carbohydrate from that idiot as long as you live."
Remus looked at him, deeply confused by this sudden passion for culinary independence. "Okay. If you insist. What are you putting in the building instead, then?"
"A warded facility for very dangerous carnivorous plants," Sirius growled, watching the baker walk away. "If he wants to give you another éclair, he can risk losing a limb for it."
Remus paused, his mug stopping halfway to his lips. "Wait."
Sirius froze.
"You weren't with me on Tuesday," Remus said slowly. "How did you know he touched my hand?"
Sirius turned slowly from the window, looking suddenly cornered.
Remus looked at the boarded-up bakery, then back at his friend. "Sirius... did you buy a building just to stop me from going on a date?"
Sirius swallowed hard, his gaze flicking away for a moment before returning to Remus.
He locked eyes with him.
"And I would do it again."
I think Regulus would do the same thing for James, honestly it might be elevated, he might monopolize an entire industry because he swears that every time James goes to buy fresh baked bread someone gives him their number.
Or better yet the baker IS actually James (In a world where James and Sirius don’t know eachother tragically) and Sirius runs the baker out of business and Regulus gets super pissed off and buys the building back for James, Sirius finds out he intended to give the building back to James (The baker who was hitting on Remus and now they’re in a massive battle over who gets the bakery until they both realize they’re just being idiots for the men they love
Bonus if at the end it really was just James being nice because he’s really good friends with Remus
Okay but also!
What if Remus owns a bookshop and James owns a bakery, they’re really good friends and they’re always talking and laughing together because they work just across the street from one another. They trade pastries and books all the time and from afar it could… maybe… only to two very paranoid jealous brothers… that they’re flirting.
They both… separately… make it thier personal mission to run the other business into the ground. Both keep trying to buy the other person’s love interest’s building while simultaneously protecting their own love interest’s buildings from each other. In the process they bring a shit ton of attention to both of the shops
“Black Brother old money nepo baby millionaires fighting over small dingy london bakery and bookshop”
Regulus and Sirius are having an insane new falling out after they’ve reconciled with eachother, they both think the other is doing this just to spite them and it becomes more about their own pride than Remus and James “Flirting”. Meanwhile Remus and James are living their best lives racking in so much new business because of this whole thing but also worried about Sirius and Regulus falling out again while the wound is still fresh from their childhood and everything is a mess but they end up eventually realizing the whole reason this was happening was because they’re both into the guys who run these little shops and they finally have something to bond over, what they think is “unrequited love” because Remus and James are probably dating.
Remus has never met a problem he couldn't make significantly more complicated by keeping it to himself.
Atyd core
#girl who is clearly healed and doing okay
something totally normal to have memorized off the top of your head, baby girl
Cause THATS why he remembers the exact number of days #OverLouisDePointeDuLac
I want to print out my own fanfiction like just for me and my friends to share not to sell or anything and i’m having trouble formatting it like a book. I want an application that will do that for me but everything i find is just like “Hey give me your social security number” or “that’ll be an annual membership of 200 million dollars please” I just want to be able to hold my favorite books please help me
Or if anyone has any tricks for making this easier please god tell me because i’m stressing
WOLFSTAR PHANTOM OF THE OPERA
Guys I swear to fucking god I saw something about a Wolfstar Phantom of the Opera AU and I don’t know why i didn’t freaking save it but I NEEEEDDD to find it like NOW! So please help me pleeeeeasseee
A dear friend of mine saw an idea for a Fic on Pinterest where Barty was buried alive and Evan was a Grave digger/Grave Robber and he like digs him up trying to get a nice fresh corpse but finds him alive
Dose anything like this exist because I reaalllly want to read it and so does my friend. If I can’t find I’m going to write it myself
My Black Brothers 🥲😭
(With their constellations) ✨
(Look at Reg omg he is so comfortable)
And little twitch of the ear >>
MY BABIES
remus is obsessed with his heating pad
It’s always ontop of him. Every time he’s sitting down. Sirius is concerningly jealous of the heating pad
thank god james didnt overreact or smtg
YSUFT Jegulus everyone!! (Reg has a tongue piercing and James is not normal about it)
I fully believe you would have to tie James Potter down to give him a tattoo piercing or anything because he’d be a total baby about it but whenever Regulus even mentions anything about either he’s fully and completely on board
I am shocked at how many people don't have an actively hostile relationship with advertising
I am skipping your ads as fast as I can. I'm skipping past your sponsor read. I'm muting the tv. I'm muting the tab. If they get too annoying I will simply stop trying to watch.
If advertisers can use every manipulative trick in the book to get me to buy their product, I am fully within my rights to do everything I can on my end to make their job impossible
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whenever I go to the restroom and can’t piss immediately I get so mad because all I can think about is that weird sexist John Updike passage where he’s like “the pee got lost inside her mysterious Woman Body”
Me drunk as fuck & easily physically distracted knowing logically I have to piss sitting on a bar toilet mad as hell like IF I DON’T PISS RIGHT NOW JOHN UPDIKE WILL HAVE BEEN RIGHT
Here are the 2024 vaccine recommendation schedules. They’ve already been wiped from the cdc site. Save them and share widely, especially to your friends with kids.