Amy @starchasersun7 - Tumblr Blog

Posts

viria

a choice to be made (Grimmauld Roommates AU)

fever-dreamer97

Izuku: Kacchan, we need to talk.

Bakugo, prepares to jump out the window: Just let me die first.

Izuku: I’m not breaking up with you. We have a new mission overseas.

Bakugo: Oh thank God.

snaiul

ninjitheninjaturtle

Wolfstar who, on their first date, realized that they couldn't get ready in the dorm because they share a dorm so they both snatch a bunch of clothes and accessories and in sirius' case makeup throughout the day and it leads into the Remus barging into the girl's dorm for help just to find Sirius half dressed with curlers in his hair and all the girls yelling at him to leave as if he's about to see the bride before the wedding

spnyach-n

collab with @shiri88

her sketch mine colour

prince x knight au

floor17

Happy belated birthday to the symbol of peace....

The former number one hero of japan......

The man himself.....

ALL MIGGHHHTTTT‼️‼️‼️‼️

siriusstardust

remus, sighing: james, how do you and regulus resolve your arguments?

james: uh, i dont know. i usually forget what im mad about when i look at him

remus:

james: he’s so pretty

fawns-angel

deaf remus in his first year of hogwarts finding out someone knew sign language

deaf remus surprising his friends with his laugh

deaf remus unaware of how loud his howls are

deaf remus at his first gryffindor dorm party feeling the music through his bones

deaf remus resting his head on sirius’ chest to feel the vibrations of his heartbeat

deaf remus placing a hand to sirius’ throat to feel the vibrations of his voice

mydearestmoonyy

meet ugly wolfstar who both reach for the same faded band tee in a thrift store at the exact same time. their hands touch they look up and lock eyes. neither lets go.

there is a long tense silence before sirius narrows his eyes. “you listen to them?”

remus scoffs. “obviously.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

another pause. then, with all the gravity of a man defending his doctoral thesis: “okay. name five songs. and you can’t use the most popular one.”

remus looks personally offended. “that’s your test?”

“if you’re wearing the shirt, i need to know you’re not a poser.”

“you shop at thrift stores wearing leather pants.”

“answer the question.”

so remus does. immediately. all five songs. release years included. sirius is visibly startled.

“okay, fine,” he says. “name the original bassist.”

“before or after the lineup change in ’78?”

sirius’s eye twitches. they spend the next twenty minutes escalating. favorite deep cuts. best live performances. which album was unfairly overlooked. neither of them actually believes half the things they’re saying anymore. they’re just trying to win.

eventually the cashier walks over and goes, “is anyone actually planning on buying the shirt?”

without breaking eye contact, sirius says, “that depends on whether he can name the producer.”

remus says, “that depends on whether he can name the producer.”

and that’s how they accidentally spend three hours in a thrift store and leave together without the shirt. because neither of them can remember where they put it

my-castles-crumbling

right - @jeggyverses-jegulus-microfic - word count: 222

“...I just really think it’s fine if I wait one more day before I–”

“No, James. I’m not going to the lake with you when you have a pile of homework to do, and summer’s almost over,” Regulus snapped from the couch in the Potters’ sitting room, not even bothering to look at his boyfriend.

“But Reg! I love you! Isn’t that a good reason to spend time together? Listen, I think I’m right this time, we have so much more time, we should–” James whined.

But he was interrupted by Regulus, who took out a large, round, red button from his pocket and pressed it, causing the button to play a recording of James’s own voice saying smugly, ‘Regulus is always right!’

James stared, open-mouthed. “When the fuck did you record that?”

“Doesn’t matter, James. Go do your essays, or you’ll lose your Head Boyship before you even get a chance to start,” Regulus drawled, rolling his eyes.

Grimacing, James looked to Sirius, who was sprawled on an armchair, obviously asking for help. But Sirius just chuckled and shrugged, thoroughly amused. “You chose to date him, mate! I warned you! He warned you, actually, if I remember correctly.”

Regulus, grinning, pressed the button again.

‘Regulus is always right!’

So, grumbling, James slunk up to his bedroom to start his summer homework.

ariart0

Pro hero dkbk 💪

Based on this lovely thread by @/shikkestu on Twitter

my-castles-crumbling

lesbian - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 335

"What's a lesbian?"

It's the first thing Sirius says as he walks into the third year boys dorm room, and James shoots straight up in bed, shocked, as Peter lets out a yelp of laughter. Remus has a look on his face like he'd rather be anywhere but here.

James recovers first. "Uh, mate? Not that I mind discussing these things, but...that's a real conversation starter at ten at night on a Wednesday."

Sirius shrugs, flopping into bed. "McKinnon broke it off with me because she's a 'lesbian.' I'm, like, cool with it, but what IS that, you know? Like is she telling me she's into feet or some shit?"

Peter's crying laughing, and James has to take a moment to remind himself that Sirius's family is full of shit people who haven't educated him about anything.

"Sorry she broke up with you, mate. That, uh, sucks," Remus pipes up, finally speaking after breathing several deep breaths.

"Ah, nah, it's not a big deal. She was great at snogging, but I think we're fine as friends," Sirius shrugs. "But what's--"

"Lesbians are birds who date birds," James answers bluntly, because Effie'd explained the term to him long ago, and he's very educated on these matters.

"They scissor and stuff," Peter adds knowledgably, face serious for only a moment before he smirks.

"Wait–what?" Sirius asks, eyes wide.

"Scissor! I think that's when two girls kiss while cutting each others' hair, you know? To look pretty, or whatever," Peter explains.

"Nah, mate, that's when--"

But Sirius is, evidently, not paying attention. "No, like–girls can date girls?" he clarifies, eyes wide. "That's allowed? I thought it was, like, illegal?"

And the room is silent for a long time, before James says simply, "Yeah, Pads. S'like, a thing."

It's then that he notices how quiet Remus is.

And how Sirius's eyes have gone huge, and how he keeps looking directly at Remus, his face bright red and full of longing.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Well that's interesting, isn't it?