#thehumanrat

[the-ginger-magician]

Happy Birthday! May your day be filled with love and happiness and may you feel most wonderfully fine again soon! 💕💕💕

Jaaaaacksoooonnnn! Thank you! After a LOT of sleep I do feel wonderfully fine finally. It’s a birthday miracle!

[didyaputyanameinda-gobletoffiya]

Sirius, what are you wearing?

[theveilinthedeathchamber]

Luna? Are you expecting anything specific for Christmas this year?

Luna: If I was expecting them, they wouldn’t be surprises, would they?

[aestheticallypleasingpippin]

You will rise above this ~

 @thehumanrat ~ requested by anonymous

[gold-and-jules]

Okay, so I’m aware that this is technically just a picture of me BUT when I look at it? I see a completely different person? I was wondering if you could write a little about her. Maybe this is kinda dumb?

It had been nearly two weeks since she had found the hammer - or really since the hammer found her. It had fallen from the sky last Thursday and landed in the garden (crushing all of the begonias and peonies) when she was reading on the porch. 

When her father had gone to pick it up he found it far heavier than anticipated. Later, after each of their neighbors had tried (and failed) she went into the garden. Wrapping the leather strap around one wrist and securing her hand around the hilt she took a deep breath - it wouldn’t work, it hadn’t worked for anyone else so why would she be any different? 

Wrenching her arm backwards she stumbled and fell, the hammer easily freeing itself from the remnants of the flower bed. Holy shit. I actually did it! I DID IT!

 It was Tuesday now and things had changed. Instead of racing home after work in the evening she took long strolls around the park in the fading dusk. Green hair, a blue dress covered in garish pink cars, and a giant hammer idly swinging from her wrist. She wasn’t a vigilante yet... that requires an costume. But since that Thursday there had been a noticeable drop in what one might consider ‘funny business’. 

On Wednesday night she saw two people walking through the park. A man with close cropped blonde hair, surprisingly tall and wide. His clothing casual and cool for the heat. Beside him a slimmer figure dressed in a crisp dark suit, tangled dark locks brushing their shoulders. The taller man glanced to her, eye widening in surprise and turning to his companion who simply bends smoothly at the waist to view the item in question. With a nod to the man they let out a small hum and continue walking. He only lingers a moment, giving a brief smile before catching up to his friend. 

@thehumanrat

[seriouslyprongs]

Remi and Siri! When’d you guys start dating?

Both: Jamie? Who’s right? 

@gryffindorkus

[askpadfootsiriusblack]

I'm prepared to fight Puck if I ever see him playing with a wand like this again.

Puck is online!

[askjamessirius]

Lads.