Set It Up (2018)

the odinbros and the epic saga of throwing shit

How are lupin and Sirius going to celebrate Valentine's Day?

im glad u asked! im actually writing a drabble about this just now. 

- sirius (obviously) LOVES valentine’s day and insists on going as over the top as he can every single time

- remus is NOT A FAN of valentine’s day, or emotions in general tbh

- but this year, sirius and remus have been going through a rocky stage of their relationship; arguing constantly about every little thing and not talking to each other for days. because of this, sirius has been really down and moody recently and doesn’t plan anything for valentine’s as he doesn’t see the point

- moony, however, hasn’t forgotten the past years and how much effort sirius likes to put into getting gifts for him, so he knows he has to do something

- it is common knowledge that remus cannot cook to save his life. he’s actually been banned from the kitchen by lily because of an incident involving some toast, so he knows he can’t make a nice meal like he wants to (sirius doesn’t like going out to eat because he gets uncomfortable eating in front of others)

- so remus is panicking for ideas and of course turns to the love guru himself, james

- after fangirling extensively over how stressed remus is getting about trying to do something nice for sirius, james points out the obvious - sirius is the soppiest person alive and likes to spend valentine’s like he’s starring in a rom-com movie. as well as this, sirius is also the biggest pizza-slut on earth, so put two and two together and remus knows what to do

- it’s very simple, and at first he’s worried that it’ll be a let down compared to what sirius would have planned himself, but remus settles on ordering sirius’ favourite pizza, filling the room with sirius’ favourite mulled-wine candles, and buying the most Extra bunch of red roses he can find 

- when sirius gets home that evening, remus is shitting himself with self-doubt, but nevertheless he puts on sirius’ fave bowie album and goes to meet him at the door

- it seems to take forever for sirius to take it all in, and for a second remus thinks that he’s Fucked Up because sirius literally just stares at the candles, at remus, at the roses he’s holding, and says nothing

- but when remus kisses him on the cheek and hands him the flowers, there are tears brimming in sirius’ eyes, because after all the arguments and the doubt and the harsh words from both of them, sirius knows his moony loves him, because remus would never do anything like this for anyone else

- starman has never been the best song to slow dance to, but sirius insists that no cliched romantic evening is complete without a slow dance, and remus can’t exactly say no

- basically remus forgets his hatred of feelings and spends the entire evening telling sirius that he loves him while sirius cries because he’s so happy. there is lots of cuddling and playing with hair and forehead kisses 

- also the next day sirius literally takes the bunch of roses outside and walks around with them hoping that someone asks where he got them from so he can rant endlessly about how he has THE BEST BOYFRIEND IN THE WORLD WHO IS MOST DEFINITELY BETTER THAN YOURS

happy valentine’s people :)

The Grim Reaper is no longer able to claim lives directly. Instead, when your time is up a mark appears on your body and it is the duty of every other person to kill you on sight.

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Quotes from the Harry Potter Books [28/50]

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hope world: energetic vibes, bright yellow converse, petting random dogs on the street, coloured markers, getting aquatinted with the owners of your local ice cream shop, fading dyed hair, music festivals, the excitement of traveling to new cities 

piece of peace: denim jackets covered in patches, plant babies, 60s music, naps on the sofa in the morning sun, pancakes and orange juice, messy hair, comforting auras, oversized circle glasses and overalls, walking barefoot and feeling the grass in between your toes

daydream: feeling the warmth of the sun on your face, smudged sketches, hugs from behind, pillows as soft as clouds, sitting on the window sill reading poetry books, wearing flowers in your hair, artsy bullet journals, talking to the moon, forehead kisses, late lunches with your friends

base line: clinking champagne glasses, draped in velvet, cloud of fresh fragrance, pearls and diamonds, confidently striding past your haters, twinkling chandeliers, watching the stars alone on a quiet balcony, deep conversations with complete strangers, feeling that this night will last forever

hangsang: sharp eyeliner and hoop earrings, blurry polaroids, driving with the squad downtown past midnight, fresh tattoos, when the bass is so loud you feel it in your chest, ripped jeans and fishnets, aftertaste of hard liquor and sweet lips, flickering neon signs, the glow of city skylines at night

airplane: backward baseball caps and bubblegum, lying in a field watching the clouds float by, oversized t shirts, the warm breeze on a sunday afternoon, radiating skin, wandering through the forest, paint splattered walls, empty buses, afternoon silhouettes and carefree thoughts

blue side: sketching on your front porch, freshly baked cookies, finding old photos in a shoebox at the back of your closet, sleepy smiles and baggy sweaters, lemonade stands, splashing your friends as you cross a creek, the faint sound of the radio coming from the kitchen, dripping ice cream cones, biking home under a pink sunset

types of people (flowers): langblr edition

fuchsia hybrida: joins a “schools without borders” type nonprofit, learns languages like arabic and teaches young kids in their native language, gets letters from them when they’re successful twenty years down the line

lily of the valley: speaks fluent italian, lives in a small villa in rome, is a local at a corner gelateria, studies history at a local university

sakura: majors in japanese, lives in a traditional apartment in tokyo, works as an illustrator, eats matcha ice cream daily

primrose: works as a researcher at yale, fluent in ancient greek, working to decipher various old manuscripts, majored in anthropology

orchid: works as a diplomat in the un, speaks five different languages fluently, works toward world peace

hyacinth: writes poems on a vintage typewriter in a secluded cabin in denmark, speaks danish, stays up until two having profound discussions with your so or dog

rose: writes songs on their acoustic guitar in french, performs at open mic nights at their local coffee shop in paris, knows everyone in their neighborhood and is known for their distinct style and beautiful tattoos

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Abner of Astlegate’s Most Splendid Pox by sheafrotherdon

Accidental Mastermind by lorax

All Kidding Aside by Kihin Ranno

Cliche #5 by rageprufrock

Curse of the Mistletoe by brighty18

The Firewhiskey Incident by Lady Bracknell

For Whom the Pants Toll by lorax

The Great Golden Gormless Worm of Flobber by sheafrotherdon

Late One December Night by klena

Like That by The Hallowed Cat

The Right Idea by CrazieDasie

The Shoebox Project by dorkorific and ladyjaida

Text Talk by merlywhirls

The Unintended by brighty18

Veni Vedi Vici by Nyxty

With Half the Flick and Twice the Magic by sheafrotherdon

Zombie Attack by definewisdom

Types of people

Canvas - always sick, carries around a lot of stuff, jazz music in the background, curly hair, earth tones, statues, eye bags, running to class because you woke up late, rarely shaving, wanting a pet, bar stools instead of chairs, smiling at strangers

Seed - long fingernails, v neck shirts, wearing multiple necklaces, speaking to yourself in different languages, forgetting your lunch at home, decorated sneakers, arguing with siblings, getting scared by the microwave noise, reading without music playing

Pulp - purple pens, singing the wrong lyrics, broken zippers, reckless decisions at 3am, waking up at dawn and playing on your phone, hoodies over jackets, learning a new instrument, headaches in the evening, taking pictures of fireworks that you’ll never look at again

Font - writing long ranty letters, sleeping in public spaces, messy eyeglass lenses, light blue sweatshirts, poor posture, taking off uncomfy shoes after a long day, talking to yourself in the shower, dnd sessions, jingling bells on keychains, the smell of sunscreen

Lantern - hesitant arm touches, sleeping with multiple blankets, awkward conversations with strangers, faking confidence, ice cream during the winter, brightly coloured rain boots, cracked seashells, saving ticket stubs, random freckles, forgetting to drink water, enamel pins

Bristle - short eyelashes, delaying responsibilities, peach tea, humming while you walk, hair covering face, drawing on school desks, stickers everywhere, black headphones, streetlights on the walk home, lying in the grass, jackets in the summertime

Lemon - playing your music out loud in public, wrinkled dress clothes, speaking up, warm summer nights, never wearing makeup, slow runner, heather grey t-shirts, dozens of open tabs, a friend’s selfie as your background, making too much coffee