#( he's got a smooth brain. no ridges or lumps or valleys or bumps )

[gothic-mothic]

Stanley the goldfish

Fishley

Goldley?

Based off this post

[tooxldtorememxer]

@antiquelic wrote: ❛  this must be like the first time you were nice to me.  ❜ / remus @ any ghost muse. surprise me

Ifrit had seen Remus struggle, like he’d literally been about to fall for a very long time and and his feet not finding a grip in the slippery little wooden bridge that crossed over a creek running into the lake. It would have sucked if he fell in, because he knew there were some water ghouls in there that would either have helped or laughed at him once he was in. Also he didn’t like it when the people of the congregation got hurt.

So he had literally grabbed him and picked him up like a ragdoll and carefully put him down on the other side like he was made out of porcelain. “First time?” his head cocked like a confused puppy. Then a wide sharp smile spread across his lips and he puffed his chest out, preening. He looked very proud of himself. “And I am happy to do it many more times! I’ll make sure you don’t slip into the lake. Those water ghouls might seem nice and pliant but they’re secretly actually assholes,” he grinned and circled him so he stood between him and the water, he was allowed to say that, his Dewdrop was a water ghoul. He rubbed at the back of his neck where a small pebble had hit him from the water, shooting a grin over his shoulder at nothing visible. 

“So, uh.. Where are we going?” he asked, bouncing on his feet, swaying back and forth, a very pure and eager energy radiating from him, his sharp tail mirroring his happy mood.

[reidslovely]

I wrote the 'incorrect quote' version of this last night and wanted to write a blurb based on it. I also just love normal Harry and Peter being besties because we didn't get to see it in their movie like we should have. So here take this to tickle the frat!Peter and frat!Harry itch.

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It was a dumb trend Peter had seen on tiktok, mostly with people forcing camera’s into the face of their animals. He had done it with Bashful’s family pets when they went to her hometown for the weekend, however he thought he knew a better participant other than the german shepard puppy and calico cat his girlfriend loved dearly. Someone who’d sent his head through the wall of the frat house a raging four times from laughing so hard. Someone who's gotten so black out drunk that he tried to unlock the gate from the hinges on the inside before throwing himself over it. Someone who's truly never had a coherent thought behind his eyes. 

Peter, arguably about three melon bombs in, ran down the steps of the frat house Bashful on his heels. “Stop, slow down, I don't wanna miss it.” She yelled laughing. 

Peter readied his phone with the TikTok audio before rushing to the backyard of the frat house. Harry jumped looking over his shoulder smiling at his friend who rapidly approached him with a devious joy in his run. Peter came to a halting stop in front of Harry, knocking the glasses off his face, Peter’s hand resting on top of his blonde locks as the video started. 

“You have a smoooooth brain.” 

Peter poked his head, dragging his finger across his friend's forehead. “No ridges or lumps.” 

Harry laughed, staring at his friend and Bashful covering her mouth laughing at Harry’s confusions. 

“Or valleys or bumps. All idea’s slide right off...like a water slide” 

Harry pulled his head away swatting at Peter’s hand as his friend took off running again. 

“What the fuck was that?”

“You have a smooth brain, Har, it’s okay.” Bashful teased, ruffling his hair. 

“I literally have stocks in Oscorp, Peter’s the smooth brain one here.” 

Peter walked back and sat on the arm of Harry’s yard chair. “Whatever helps you Har, I’m not the one who got stuck in a spider-man kids float and almost drowned.” 

“I wish you had.” Harry mumbled sliding his sunglasses back on.