I Still Can't Believe That This Fandom Thinks Regulus Black Was Less Dramatic Than His Brother. Like...

every new thing i learn in neuroscience makes me want to give my brain a break more and more

what do you mean there’s a occularmotor reflex to compensate for the movement of my heart beating

you’re doing too much dawg

the worst part about got isnt the incest, its the fact that the incestuous couple is one of the better ones

anti prongsfoot/lilypad/jilypad are actually missing out on some of the cutest ship names

lilypad is soooo adorable are u kidding

prongsfoot eats and its not even a stretch like quillkiller or nobleflower (not hating, those are my favs ships but if you arent in the know u would have no idea which characters theyre referring to)

I fucking hate the "James hates Sirius after the prank" trope. I'm sorry but there's NOTHING Sirius could do that would make James hate him. James would probably kiss Sirius and praise his great prank idea. These two will never abandon each other and that's it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64306042

I did it! :)

I’m planning an au fic where Maysilee wins the 50th hunger games 🤭 it’ll centre around life as a mentor, up until the end of the 74th games

and she’s also a lesbian in it duh

Remus was not tied or two points ahead or below students like Sirius, Lily, Snape, and James. Stop this. He was a little above average at best. Be so fr. He was not brilliant or talented. They were.

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."

John is like the main guy from Yesterday, but instead of forgetting the Beatles everyone forgot catholicism and tumblr memes

two tickets please