#stupid really

[m00neroni]

I wanna apologise for every comment in ao3, DM, discord message, ask and tagged stuff here I am "ignoring". It's all fine but I just let them pile up so much that now it's overwhelming to face them all. Yikes.

[theneverlandpiratewitch]

I drew a character of mine as a "Steven Universe fusion" I'm not a fan of the show (I find the layout really stupid tbh), and I also don't care if I got the fusion stuff all wrong. I did this because I thought it'd be fun! It was! I simply did my own thing and had fun with it! So, hope you enjoy!!

[bluestarrco]

Creek Headcanon

What if during this Canada thing, Craig gets so scared that these could be his and tweeks final hours, so he tells tweek all his feelings and pretends to marry him. 😍😍😍 (And Tweek's ring is a ring pop 💏)

[snaketonguedgod]

As usual, it hadn’t been Severus who started it. It had, however, been Severus who finished it, who was the one standing with his wand drawn when Bins for once notices what was going on in his class, so it was Severus who Bins admonished. But Bins had very little interest in his students, unable to remember their names let alone House allegiances, and his interest had only waned further with his death. The plain black robes of the Hogwarts dress code provided no hint, so he had to ask which House Severus was in to take points. In that moment, Severus had a wicked idea and let his mouth do the talking without fully consorting the sensible side of his brain.

“Hufflepuff,” he said, a statement not challenged by the class of Gryffindors and Slytherins, though it was greeted with muffled sniggers as Bins took points from Hufflepuff and continued teaching. Lily rolled her eyes and gave him an amused but unimpressed look. Sirius and James, who had, as usual, started it struggled with their laughter. Sirius nearly choked with mirth and James spent the next three days occasionally collapsing into fits of giggles at the memory.

After class, as Severus left the room, Sirius flung his arm around his shoulder, a gesture that for once held no malice.

“That was clever,” he said, as James neatly shoved Lily out the way to position himself on the other side of Severus.

“Sorry,” Remus muttered to Lily as he and Peter helped steady her, the three of them following in the wake of the others.

“Just think what we could do with a Slytherin mind in the mix,” James said, an offer implicit that Severus was not particularly impressed by.

“And a girl,” Peter piped up from behind, gaining an annoyed glare from Lily who didn’t like being dismissed as just a girl or an afterthought. Severus was similarly unimpressed at being the token Slytherin.

And yet, for some reason neither of them could quite fathom, they ended up as Marauders. They never actually said yes in so many words, and both expressed deep disdain for the name Marauders, but somehow the spiky friendship blossomed.

Many years later, Peter would admit that it was a blessed relief that Lily and Severus had joined the tight-knit group of friends, though he hadn’t really considered it at the time. They provided the perfect balance. He loved his friends, obviously, but he was neither as rich nor as popular as them, and having two friends in the group that could understand what it felt like to have to think about practical, unglamorous issues like money soothed his soul and did wonders for his confidence. Neither Severus nor Lily had any hesitation in bringing either James or Sirius down a peg when they deserved it, and there were plenty of occasions when it was required.

That was a part of the reason why, when they had started work on the lengthy process to become Animagus, Peter had felt confident enough in himself and his place to act as the distraction for Remus, both reassuring Remus of the strength of their mutual friendship and ensuring that it undoubtably took them far less time that it otherwise might have done. Peter knew where his strengths lay, and there was nothing wrong with that. It meant that when Remus finally found out what they were planning his anger was somewhat mollified, as well as the gratitude of the others for allowing them to work uninterrupted with greater ease.

When James and Sirius had laughed at their Animagus forms, Lily had simply changed into hers, a dainty weasel and darted up a tree far out of reach of the two of them, left stranded on the ground. Severus had slipped into the shape of a bat and fluttered up to join her, hanging from the branches in a silent mocking. Peter had almost joined them but he was more nervous about heights, and besides, the point had already been made. Their forms may not be as big or strong but they still had distinct advantages, just like each of their personalities gave them different advantages that somehow fit together to provide balance.

Remus had been mortified one morning, midway through Severus’s eternal fiddling and refining of the Wolfsbane potions, to discover that he had permanently scarred his friend with a talon, though Severus had barely paid any attention to the apology. He had been far too busy recalibrating his calculations of the various ingredients for the optimal outcome. It had involved Sirius, the largest and strongest of the group, sitting virtually on top of him, a bandage held firmly in place as Severus directed Lily and James through the newest recipe, clearly unhappy at being thus restrained. Peter had diligently taken notes, and Severus had been a little horrified at the amount of times the phrase ‘no you fools!’ appeared, though everyone else confirmed that he had genuinely said it at least as often as Peter had written it down. Remus had sniffled into Lily’s handkerchief besides him, torn between happiness and guilt.

Many years later, when they were all established in their careers, James would point out that Severus had always tended to insult people, even if he did it so often he didn’t even notice. James had realised to his great embarrassment that through what was presumably unintentional training, he had grown to answer to ‘fuckwit’ as if it were his name, a revelation that made Severus wince with amusement and the rest of them crow with delight. It had also resulted in everyone calling him ‘Fuckwit Potter’ for weeks, a name that James accepted with relatively good grace.

One of the consequences to Lily and Severus having been best friends from childhood had been that every now and then, especially in their more teenage moments, the others would tease them about boys and girls being friends. This meant that James and Sirius had started planning their wedding, despite all their protests about minor details like them just being friends. In all fairness, it did help keep the two of them out of trouble, which generally required a concerted effort of all the other four, especially during their Hogwarts years before maturity had given them a fraction of the common sense most people were born with. So far in the increasingly elaborate plans that no one asked for, Severus was wearing the dress and there were at least six elephants involved. Lily had long since admitted that if they did actually get married the only possible option was elopement, which had resulted in the most offended face James had ever pulled.

Sometimes when they drank together, Sirius would become increasingly maudlin and cry on Severus’s shoulder, thanking him for his role in bridging the divide between him and his brother. On one occasion, Severus had had a sobbing drunk Black brother on each shoulder, both singing his praises. He had mouthed helplessly for assistance, which he hadn’t received. James and Remus had taken pictures, one of which had been so good that Remus had framed it and put it in his office.

It was also through Lily and Severus, and their unglamorous muggle background, that the others had been introduced to a wide variety of muggle culture. Sirius had been over the moon, quickly becoming a fan of far more bands than any of them could possibly keep track of and dragging anyone who would accompany him to live shows. Severus had slowly changed from his initial shame at having a muggle father, encouraged by the political mutterings that had been so common in Slytherin, to a certain amount of pride at his mixed heritage. The war that had loomed like a dark shadow over their Hogwarts days seemed to fizzle out, a damp squib.

And even decades later there would be moments when one of them would start listing Severus’s obviously Hufflepuff traits as the rest of them laughed incredulously and he buried his face in his hands with embarrassment.

[tuxedoelf]

I’ve put my back out and I’m in pain. Please distract me with Saint Walker headcanons or thoughts. :(

[theselkiesea]

I should be over it but fuckin hell. My ex causal situationship came into my work today. He had donations to drop off but he came right up to me and asked how I was and Im sure I visibly flinched when I saw him.

I have him blocked on everything and he just came straight up to me, none of my other colleagues, as if he didn't string me along for a month and ditched me for someone else.

[thisisapaige]

Sending this in anon because I'm shy, hehe, but I think you're a gem Paige. It's truly a pleasure to have you around on Tumblr. This right here wouldn't be the same without you 💖

Oh. Um. Hi. Thanks. Haha. So, uh, this made me tear up.

It really means a lot for you to send this, seriously. Thank you! I think I needed to hear it. 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

[blueofthesun]

it really shouldn't be allowed for 20 seconds of ominous strings to get me this hyped