@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."
i think we need more mean guy friend sirius. he is a bitch to all his female friends and they hit him (yes he knows we should stop no he won't go a day wo telling them they've gained weight)
I have a love/hate relationship with the Marauders because. James Potter? People like you are the reason I used to hate going to school and I need you to know you are NOT funny. Sirius Black? You're with James Potter. Remus Lupin? You're like the spineless husband in AI-generated Reddit stories where everyone in the comments is telling OP to leave you. Peter Pettigrew? I've read the Harry Potter books.
But also ha ha I'm going to make some wizards KISS
after curfew
first canon sapphic yj couple 🫶 you will always have a place in my heart
James is like guys help me pick an outfit because he's finally scored a date with lily and the others already know what outfit to choose but they still make him wear the tightest fits he has first so they have an excuse to admire his bulging biceps and fat ass and touch his body to "adjust the clothes". He remains oblivious to the leers of course.
James: alright, how do we look?
Peter: dunno...turn around for us?
James: oh yeah! [Turns around]
Remus: (groan) Merlin, that is criminal
James: what? Does it look bad?
Sirius: Nope. I think the colors are clashing this time. The pants look fine though
Peter: really fine
Remus: so fine
Sirius: let's change the top then [passes the smallest shirt you've ever seen]
James: okay! :D
everyone has a crush on James bc I said so
Ac: sophithil
let my woman be a lesbian i beg
ppl shipping ahsoka with men will be like. he has to have three letters in his name. and it has to end with an x. i have three nickels which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it happened twice three times etc etc
listen, the “lottie isn’t callie/wilderness baby’s stepdad, shes the dad who stepped up” jokes are funny, but she’s really shown zero parental behaviour towards either of them. all she’s done is cross boundaries and enforce an uncomfortable amount of ownership over shauna’s kids. it’s creepy, and i’m afraid for callie.
shauna’s kids seem like her pet project, her sacrifice to the wilderness.
we see lottie constantly looking for a connection to the wilderness. first she was the yellowjacket’s guru, but once she lost that she looked to travis to reconvene with ‘It’. she tells him verbatim that she lost her ability to speak to It, and soon after forces him to take more psilocybin.
she was attached to wilderness baby because she deemed it important to the wilderness and needed to insert herself in that importance. when she ‘mourns’ the wilderness baby during the summer solstice celebration she makes it about herself and the wilderness religion. she’s thanking the baby for sacrificing itself for the girls, instead of having some sensitivity for shauna for losing her child.
callie, she’s decided, has ‘power’, and is “the most connected to the wilderness out of anyone who wasn’t actually a yellowjacket”. she’s using callie to get that connection back for herself.
my sweet girls!
to eat her or to eat her out, that is the question