Once Upon A Time Is The Theatre Kid Version Of Riverdale

narlily should've been the main ship of the marauders era now that I think about it. but people hate women I guess. they are literally the two most important women of their generation and most talked about in canon. everyone eats it up with jegulus but NARLILY! you have all the dynamics there: gryffindor/slytherin, muggle family/pureblood family, poor/rich, fire/ice, day/night, idk readhaired/black hair. they have both the biggest hearts. their sacrifices for love. the determination. AND THEY ARE HOT AF

i feel like i need a content warning for dumb/bitchy/whiny/etc (fanon.....) sirius

gilf

I accept wolfstarbucks only in the form where prongsfoot are smitten with each other and they're official but Remus is just given scraps and is brought into the bedroom to spice it up for James and Sirius but they don't REALLY like him it's just fun and Remus knows and is completely okay with it because it's the only way he gets romantic attention from sirius

For the consideration of TLT artists: Judith murdering Holofernes by Artemisia Gentileschi but it’s Mercymorn killing John with Augustine as the maid servant

The senate has the chance to do the funniest thing this Ides of March

Tumblr Tuesday: Yellowjackets Art (& Spoilers)

The drama girlies are back. Season 3 of that show about a teenage soccer team that sort of survives a plane crash in the Canadian wilderness and subsequently gets up to various dark and disturbing shenanigans is upon us as we speak, and the plot thickens, as it is wont to do. Please enjoy this offering of Yellowjackets art to keep you all sated til the next episode.

(And please scroll ahead at your own discretion—some mild spoilers, body horror, and gore ahead.)

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three internet trends i will (regrettably) probably never grow out of:

• typing in a cresCENDO TO EXPRESS EXCITEMENT • …………..unnecessarily……. long……….. ellipsis’ • puttinfh a typo in eveyr other word to shwo u dont really give a fukc but u actually do

Hopping on the Propaganda I Will Not Fall For trend:

Dog person Sirius

Intimidating Regulus

Nonchalant Remus

Pandora Rosier

Seer Pandora

Abusive Lucius

Immodest Bellatrix

Idiot James and Sirius

Gold digger Lily

Regulus’ Voldemort shrine = research

Pinterest tattoos on Sirius Black

Abusive Lyall Lupin

Disuse

@prongsfoot-microfic

”Oh, come on, is he completely thick?" James grumbles, a bit louder than he probably should. "You could answer that just by using logic."

They have a Transfiguration class with Slytherin, and McGonagall has asked Mulciber one of the exam questions. He's been staring into space in front of him for a minute now, continually coming up with more and more unbelievable answers. McGonagall is waiting — Mulciber promised her that if she takes him for NEWT level, he'll become the top of the class.

"His brain's just gone from disuse" says Sirius, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. "Oi, Mulciber!" he continues in a whisper. "Would you donate your head for a Quidditch match? You're not using it anyway."

Laughter spreads from the Gryffindor side, and McGonagall turns her head towards Sirius. Mulciber is about to say something, but the professor stops him with a look:

"Mr. Mulciber, think twice before you start a quarrel."

"As a class, we've pretty much figured out he's got nothing to think with ," Sirius adds quietly, yet loud enough for everyone to hear.

From behind, a weary voice of Remus goes, "Here we go…"

"Mr. Black," the professor's eyebrow menacingly raises. "Do you consider yourself the smartest?"

"Me?" Sirius feigns surprise. "Not me. James," he nods in his direction. "And you, Professor."

James laughs, but McGonagall, apparently, is not amused by this statement.

"Sometimes I think you've reached the limits of your insolence, but you outdo yourself every time, Mr. Black."

"Actually, that's a compliment to you, Professor," James chimes in. "We even composed a song for you yesterday."

"Would you like us to sing, Professor?" Sirius picks up.

Before McGonagall can react, the boys start singing in unison:

"The best professor in the world is Professor McGonaga…"

In the next second, both are pulled out of the room by a spell, and the door slams shut loudly behind them.

"Seems she's not in the mood today," James says through laughter, as Sirius has fallen on top of him. He laughs, burying his face in James's neck, trying to muffle the loudness of his voice.

"Well," Sirius looks up at James with an intense gaze. "Since we've got some free time, what shall we do?"

"The dorm's free," replies James, with a slight smile.

"Reading my mind, Prongs."