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Ron just got his howler from his mom yelling at him for stealing the car. He seems super embarrassed and most of the Great Hall is laughing. But here’s the thing:
Ron is 12 years old.
Ron stole a car.
Ron fucking stole a fucking car at the age of TWELVE.
I would not be laughing at him. Ronald Weasley is a fucking bad ass. When was the last time you jacked a car Malfoy? That’s what I thought. Bitch.
Harry woke up at 3 am, wrote this, and went back to sleep.
New best reply.
Sirius: I am really bothered by the fact that gay marriage is illegal just because some people think it's disgusting. I think peas are disgusting but we're noT MAKING THAT ILLEGAL ARE WE!
James: What's wrong with you, peas are delicious.
Remus: Gay people are delicious too.
Sirius: no dessert for you until you eat all your gays.
Lily, just walking in: what
Remus, deadpan: be quiet and eat your gays
Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck
​this worked last night lets go for round two
I really need some good luck rn
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.
THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.
The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.
AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.
THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.
YOOOOOOO
I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS
LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL
IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS
holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS.Â
I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHITÂ
SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP
WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????
ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE
THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.
GUYS.
HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER
20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.
GOOD THINGS DO HAPPEN. AND ITS IN THIS POST.
I wish for someone to leave something in my ask.
OKAY SO I ASKED FOR A HEDGEHOG AND NOW GUESS WHO HAS A PET HEDGEHOG
i want you to stay for one day and one nigh with me and give me sp much love i dont have to cry of lonliness tonight, every night
no bUT THE LAST TIME I DID THIS SHIT I WISHED MEETING MY IDOL AND IT WAS RIGHT BEFORE I FCKING GOT THE FCKING EMAIL SAYING I WAS GOING TO MEET TAYLOR OH MY GOD
liKE THIS SHIT ACTUALLY WORKS PPL
Basically this chapter!!
Sirius: Remus you are my moon
Remus: you are my star
James: and you two are both gay as fuck go to sleep.
top fifty ships (as voted by my followers): 32. remus lupin & sirius black (harry potter series)
Listen to you two… quarreling like an old married couple.
Madness Within
After another adventure, Remus thinks Sirius is dead. He goes (a little) insane.
-1k
Based on this gif of David ThewlisÂ
“Harry!”
“Harry, come quick!”
Ron and Hermione badgered the brunette as he sat in the library, pulling at him. The three had just gotten back from an incredibly dangerous adventure to seek out a particular death eater who had been threatening to attack Hogwarts. Along the way, they had had the help of Harry’s godfather, who was currently licking his wounds– figuratively and literally– after being viciously attacked. Harry himself was exhausted, worrying over Sirius and trying to heal from his own wounds, but school waited for no one. He closed the book he had been trying to study.
“What is it?” Harry asked in alarm, “I-Is someone hurt?”
“Not exactly,” Hermione winced.
“I reckon someone will be though,” Ron whined, and Harry got up, following the two down the corridors. They eventually made it to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and Harry frowned at his friends.
“Is it in here?” he asked.
“Yeah… he is,” Ron swallowed. Confused at what could rattle his friends so badly, Harry swung open the door, and stopped. There, at the front of the classroom, was Harry’s other godparent– the one a little more prone to concern.
“Tell him I love him, and what does he do?! Goes and gets himself killed it what he does, haha! Yes! Yes, of course, this is Padfoot we’re talking about, haaa…”
At the front, Remus Lupin was pacing, staring up at the ceiling, and muttering to himself. Harry had to admit, he looked utterly insane– his hair was all matted and crazy, his eyes were half-lidded, and he had his dressing gown on. From his mouth hung both a muggle cigarette, and a smaller rolled up one, from which he was taking quick, obsessive, and unhealthy puffs from.
“You furry bastard, you owe me one!” Remus shook his fist at the ceiling, “You’ve owed me one our entire lives, and now you go and die. Shame on you! Do you hear me? How could you?!”
“Bonkers, I tell you,” Ron shook his head.
“Shut up,” Hermione muttered, hitting him, and Ron rubbed his arm.
“Professor–” Harry began, approaching slowly. Remus turned on his heel, and gave a big smile.
“Harry! Come to wallow in mutual depression with me, your godfather? Sorry, your second godfather? Second to the one that is not here?!”
“Um… no, actually,” Harry said softly, and got closer, “You… you don’t look so good.”
Remus laughed, and took a drag of both of whatever was between his lips. Harry coughed, and waved the smoke away.
“Sir, you really shouldn’t be doing that in here,” Hermione said.
“Are you going to tattle on me?” Remus replied with a little flourish, and turned the smoke into a running dog in the air with his wand. He was being completely unlike himself– he was always a sensible sort of fellow, if not a bit of an amusing mess every now and again. Never this loopy.
“Professor Lupin, are you alright?” Hermione asked.
“My husband is dead, Miss Granger,” Remus rolled his eyes over to her lazily, giving her a look. “Oh yes, I’m perfectly fine.”
“About that…” Harry said, “Remus, he’s–”
“What?” Remus cut in, plucking the cigarettes from his mouth with each hand and flicking ash from them, “Are you going to tell me how heroically he died? Are you going to tell me how he was wearing his best coat? I’m sure he was, the stylish git…”
“Wha?” Ron whispered, making a face. Hermione stepped on his toe, giving the teacher a sympathetic look. Remus put a hand against his forehead, sniffling.
“Oh good Merlin, I want to run my fingers through that hair just one more time, just once more, oh cruel fates–”
“No!” Harry stopped him, “Remus, listen! Sirius isn’t–”
Just then, the doors to the classroom banged open, and Harry let out a frustrated noise. It was probably McGonagall or Snape, who most likely smelled the smoke… they were in for it now.
“So… you’ve finally lost it. Over me, no less.”
They all turned, and saw Sirius come in the door. He held open his arms, smirking, and Remus nearly fainted. Sirius quickly ran over, and caught his swaying husband. He smirked, and plucked the cigarette out of his mouth.
“You shouldn’t have, Moony.” He took a deep drag, exhaling in content. “Been a while.” Then he noticed the other one dangling from Remus’ stupefied lips, and stole that, taking a drag on that one too.
“Ah, muggle-herb. I love this plant. Harry, care to try some?” he held out the joint, and Hermione slapped Harry’s hand down as Remus slapped Sirius’ down as well.
“No,” the werewolf muttered, and Sirius laughed.
“Moons, you’re back!” Â
“Put that out,” Remus groaned, straightening himself up. “Both of them. God, I need some butterbeer. No, lots of it. And chocolate.”
“Thought you might say that, love,” Sirius said, and dug around in his back pocket. “For you.” Remus snatched the bar of chocolate, proceeded to eat the whole thing angrily, and tossed the wrapper over his shoulder. Finally, he threw his arms around the shorter man, and squeezed him tight.
“I thought I’d lost you, my dearest,” he whispered, pressing kisses all over his face.
“Evidently,” Sirius looked around, noticing the drawn curtains and the organ music emanating from the record player. He then turned, and gave Remus a long kiss, a needed kiss.
“Alright,” the animagus said, clearing his throat, “You three have been a marvelous help restoring my husband’s, eh… sanity.”
The three nodded dumbly, watching, and as Sirius started to untie a hazily-grinning Remus’ dressing gown, he noticed them still there.
“I’ll see you later, Harry,” he encouraged, “Bye!”
The three nodded knowingly, and nearly tripped over themselves running out.
McGonagall walked by as they were coming out, and sniffed. “Is that muggle smoke I smell?” She gave them a pointed look, and Hermione stepped forward.
“No, ma'am. We were getting private lessons from Professor Lupin, when Ron’s wand backfired and set the poor man on fire. The entire room smells like smoke!” Â
Minerva lifted her nose, but smiled a little as she caught a glimpse of the two men reacquainting through the crack in the door.
“Very well, you three. Don’t you have studying to do?”
I don’t know if anyone would want a marauders Survivor au but I started to write one ages ago and tbh it’s one of my favorite things
The morning before the next challenge, the tribe has some downtime. Three tribe members sit around the fire watching Marlene and Dorcas walking together. Their shoulders brush and their expressions are gleeful as they disappear in the trees.
“Dude, they’re looking for the idol,” a tribe member says. “If we lose immunity, one of them has to go.”
The two others nod in agreement.
The camera cuts to Marlene sitting on the beach in a solo interview. “Yeah, we were kissing.”
“I came on Survivor so I can publicly say I hate my mother.” Sirius grins at the camera and waves. “Hi, mom! I’m gay and I hate you!”
Peter sits against a tree. “I hate all of them.”
Sirius tells his tribe members he’s going to collect coconuts. He walks into the woods and begins collecting wide sticks. The shot then cuts to him hiding something in a tree trunk’s hole. The camera zooms in on the object, showing it to be one of the sticks. It’s been shortened and has a face carved into it. The camera follows him hiding more sticks in other places while his voice from an interview plays.
“I’m making fake idols. I’m gonna hide them in different spots and hope someone finds them.”
The shot cuts to Sirius whittling a stick with a sharp rock. Looking up, he says, “I hope it’s Mulciber. He’s so [bleep] annoying.”
“Hey,” James says to Remus, “want to try out the new gear?”
He holds up the fishing line and bait they won for reward, grinning widely. Remus smiles and pushes himself off the ground.
“Sure.”
Remus pulls his shirt off and James whoops. As they walk to the beach, James says, “You can catch fish and show Crabbe what a true Hawaiian you are.”
James staggers from a rough shove by Remus.
The shot cuts to Remus during an interview. “Crabbe heard me tell James I’m half-Hawaiian. My family never had much money growing up, so I’ve only visited my cousins in Molokai a few times. Crabbe made a comment about how I must feel at home here because we’re on an island. He expects me to be great at climbing trees for coconuts and building shelters, etc. I’ve never even gone camping before.”Â
The shot cuts back to James and Remus in the water.
“Come on, James, dig into your warrior roots and get them fish,” Remus drawls.
James drops his line in favor of splashing a large handful of water in Remus’ face.
[After losing to James and Remus’ tribe in the challenge, prevented from scoring points by being locked in Remus’ arms as James ran ahead]Â
Sirius says to the camera, “I was aggressively hugged by the prettiest boy, so did I really lose?”
Sirius, just out of surgery and high on anesthesia, drowsily staring at Remus: Woah, you're so beautiful . . . are you a model??
Remus, laughing: No.
Sirius: Who are you? What's your name?
Remus: My name's Remus. I'm your husband.
Sirius: W h o a
Walburga: Are you a practising homosexual?!
Sirius: I don't need to practise, I'm very good at it.
Wolfstar publicised.
as requested by @aliza62442
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James: Wait, so you two are going out?
Remus: Yes.
Alice: And you've been dating in secret since November?
Sirius: My birthday, actually - yes. It's been 5 months.
Peter: And you're telling us now, because you're ... in love?
Remus+Sirius: Yes.
Marlene: I'm guessing you've already fucked.
Sirius: *bitter* Yes, and Remus is far better than you.
James: Sirius
James: How could you do this to me
James: I thought you loved ME
Sirius: I do love you, but I love Remus in a romantic way-
James: ENOUGH
James: I never want to speak to you again
James: We're over
Remus:
Sirius:
Marlene:
Peter:
Alice:
James: I'm kidding, I'm very happy for you. And I'm going out with Lily now anyway.
Remus: Speaking of, you haven't said anything, Lily.
Lily: *smug* I fucking knew it.
Sirius: From now on we'll be using code names, you will adress me as 'eagle 1'
Sirius: Marlene - codename: 'been there, done that'
Sirius: Remus is 'currently doing that'
Remus: *high fives Sirius*
Sirius: James is 'happened once in a dream'
Sirius: Lily - codename: 'if I had to pick a girl'
Sirius: Peter is 'eagle 2'
Peter: Oh, thank god
06-19-74
*playing grounders*
Marlene: I can hear you Sirius. Where are you, you sneaky b*tch
Sirius: Rude
Remus: *Almost falls off playground*
02-27-73
Remus&Sirius: *lost James* Sirius: wait,,, CAW CAWWWWW CAAAAW Remus: I SEE HIM Sirius &Remus: *runs to James* *almost runs into clothes rack* James: oh hi Sirius: you couldn’t hear us but we found you using echolocation
05-03-71
Sirius: *turns corner with James* Remus: *is crouching in corner* Sirius: hello random child Remus: hello
Severus:Potter.
James:Snape.
Sirius:Sirius.
James:Okay, you just said your own name, mate.
Sirius: It was the only one left.
