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[randommmthoughts]

James wearing Sirius’ Quidditch jersey and Regulus going fucking insane because James is wearing his last name and his number but not really his. Not his colours and not his jersey.

[uhhlifeig]

Boxing - Dec. 5th - word count: 319 - @wolfstarmicrofic

Remus Lupin sat perched on the arm of a sofa, arms crossed, watching the utter pandemonium unfold in the Gryffindor common room. 

He had no idea how it had come to this: a boxing match, of all things, between Sirius and James- complete with makeshift ropes, a referee, and a cheering audience. 

It was currently round… three? Four? He wasn’t sure. “This is ridiculous,” the werewolf sighed, running a hand over his face.

Sirius was in his element, of course, bouncing around the “ring” like a hyperactive jackrabbit. His hair was a wild mess, and his grin was absolutely feral. 

��Come on, Potter, is that all you’ve got?!” he shouted, taking his shirt off, which elicited cheers and wolf-whistles from the audience.

Mine, the wolf part of him screeched. Not yours. Mine.

Well, Remus knew what was definitely going to happen later that night.

The gangly boy snapped back into reality, watching as James mussed up his hair for the fifth time. “I’ll have you eating floor, Black!” The deer animagus hollered back.

“This is what happens when you let them out of class early,” he muttered to Lily, who was sitting beside him with a bemused expression.

“They’re idiots,” she agreed, though she was pink-faced from laughing.

Peter, the referee, waved his arms. “Keep it fair, lads! No biting, and no hair-pulling! You know how Padfoot gets!”

Once the rat animagus blew the whistle, Sirius immediately tackled James into the blanket-ropes, which sent Marlene and Mary- who were holding the blankets up- stumbling backward. 

The crowd erupted into cheers as the two wrestled around on the floor like children.

“Reg, you’re going to give yourself wrinkles with that frown,” Remus heard Barty tease Sirius’s younger brother from the sidelines.

The dirty blonde looked over and saw a pink-cheeked Regulus staring at James, who had just rolled Sirius off him and was now grinning like an absolute idiot. 

Interesting.

[ace-and-ranty]

But my favorite Unreliable Narrator El moment continues to be Chloe, the Cassandra.

Nothing will ever beat El getting told, to her face, that something's wrong with Orion, only to continue ignoring all mounting evidence well into Book Three.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 3 - Love Confession

@wolfstarmicrofic May 3, word count 670

Sirius loved everything about Remus. He loved the way his nose wrinkled when someone suggested something he didn’t want to do. He loved the way he bounced on the balls of his feet in excitement when Sirius bought him a new book, and he loved the dragon-like possessiveness Remus had about his chocolate supply. Sirius had bought him a small box that looked like a treasure chest as a joke one year, but it now held most of Moony’s chocolate supply. He wouldn’t tell Sirius where the rest was hidden. But the thing that Sirius especially loved about Remus was what he did when everyone else was asleep and the curtains around the bed were drawn and Remus would just—

“Oi, Padfoot, you up here?” James bellowed as he clambered up the stairs. James’s shouting pulled him away from his thoughts, cursing his best friend under his breath as the image of Remus towering above him was sucked from his mind's eye as he paid attention to James. “Ah, there you are, excellent. Wanna come down the quidditch pitch with me and shoot the quaffle around for a bit?” Sirius beamed at his best friend, his brother.

“Yeah, go on then. Is Moony in the common room?” James nodded.

“Yeah, he’s got that muggle book he’s reading and an enormous bar of chocolate.” James laughed. “Make it quick yeah, I want to get onto the pitch before it gets dark.” Sirius rolled his eyes. 

They’d never hidden their relationship. Sirius was far too loud to hide it for long away. Plus, he was proud to call Remus his boyfriend. James and Peter and the girls had been surprisingly alright with it. Not that he’d expected anything less from James. But they still didn’t rub everyone's noses in it. Remus would hate it if Sirius tried to copy some of the displays of affection other couples got up to in the common room. Even Sirius blushed at some of it. So they kept to holding hands and quick sweet kisses when they were around people. But alone, that was a different beast entirely. 

Sirius pulled on his quidditch gear and hurried down the stairs after James. 

He spotted Remus in the corner by the window. He’d pulled his favourite armchair from its usual spot and put it where he wanted it. He had his softest jumper on, the one Sirius loved to steal, and as James had said, was curled up in his chair, nose stuck in his book and only moving it away from his face to let in that enormous chocolate bar that he was taking giant bites of. The poor thing was littered with teeth marks. 

Sirius watched as the tip of Remus’s tongue darted out between his lips and licked up the small spot of melted chocolate from the corner of his mouth. That was when Sirius knew. Right at that moment. 

He stalked towards his lover and moved the book aside before hopping into his lap. He cradled Remus’s head in both of his hands and told him. 

“I love you,” in a soft husky voice. He’d never said it before, never let himself even think about it with anyone. He hadn't even thought he was capable of it. But Remus was different. That feeling swelled from his heart and coursed though his own body, changing him. He loved Remus and he always would. 

Before Remus could do anything, Sirius had closed the gap and pressed his lips to Remus’s greedily. He could taste the chocolate on Remus’s breath. But Remus didn’t kiss him back, instead he pushed him away. Sirius panicked. Shit what have I done? He probably doesn’t even feel the same way. Remus smiled at him. He leaned forward and stroked his thumb along Sirius’s jaw as he murmured his own confession into Sirius's ear. 

“I love you too,” Sirius’s heart soared. 

He never did make it to the quidditch pitch, but Remus certainly enjoyed peeling him out of those tight quidditch trousers.

[none-of-it-was-accidental]

james is the softest man you’ll ever meet, but say anything about his friends or family and he’ll get soooo possessive and protective especially regulus

[kierastransformerssideblog]

About that Haunted Matrix idea I had last post.

Optimus absolutely tells the Primes that they cannot just take over his body without his permission, because having your will and your autonomy and your choices just casually taken away from you at the whims of a ghost would be antithetical to his entire motto.

So realistically the only times the Primes take over Optimus's body is when he gives them permission, or if he's gotten knocked unconscious and the situation is really bad and someone might die if they don't.

Imagine Megatron believing he's knocked Optimus unconscious and goes to kill an Autobot when they try and grab his body to get him to Ratchet, and Optimus gets up but it's not Optimus in control and he gets back into the fight with Megatron but just isn't fighting like Optimus usually does and Megatron is so caught off guard that "Optimus" beats his ass.

It scares everyone when he threatens Megatron to leave after almost taking his life.

Ratchet is worried about Optimus's health, Prowl is trying to calculate what just happened, but Optimus just waves it off. He doesn't remember what happened but what's important is that the battle is won and no one died and it's fine, everything's okay, he's just gotta keep moving...

[iwozlegit]

|| 🍍• The only reason Optimus Prime is so captivating and moving while giving speeches, is because he spent half a lifetime in awe of a mech who’s words, poetry and speeches captivated and moved an entire planet, and their sparks, towards the will for change.

[maiiefizz]

You know that trend where women tell their crush that he's weaker than them?

And then he pins her against the wall.

I did that today with my work crush.

He challenged me to an arm wrestling match and I lost.

Afterwards he told me about his date later.

And that reminded me of Wolfsttar.

Sirius is panicking trying to get Remus' attention and Remus is just oblivious as fuck.

[transingthoseformers]

Also for insecure girlfriend Megatronus, Orion isn’t exactly low class and has plenty of shiny good looking mechs and femmes while Megatronus is born from the dirt under them so he’s constantly hugging Orion close or accidentally glaring at people because he doesn’t want Orion looking at anyone

Oh Megatronus, if it's anything i find his pre-war design especially pretty

But also i love the idea of them in a space with other people and Megatronus turns up the PDA in a jealous move

[prismaticmilk]

Lovely

Given a chance to be alive again, Holly Potter doesn't think twice before saying yes.

Except, she isn't Holly Potter anymore, is she? She's Holly Nikolaev, and she has until the day she turns eighteen to make Tom Riddle fall in love with her before the Thing that brought her back to life claims her as its forever.

Currently, there is three chapters. I'll try to update once a week between Tuesday and Thursday at 3pm PST. If I'm a little slow on writing, which is a lot, every two to three. Chapters are typically 6k-10k or longer.

Here is the link: Lovely

Please reblog and tell me what you think! I live for comments and kudos. :)

[endawn]

i forgot how violent summoning a demon into that mage was when you first go into the top of the tower to confront uldred

[speed-demon-doodler]

Archfey warlock Orion origin story

In my playthrough they're getting along fantastically with literal disney prince charming Wyll, i think headcanon wise there would be some feeling of cameraderie going on too, given their shared experiences.

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Family picture with the Patrons

[lulublack90]

Prompt 11 - Zonko's Joke Shop

@wolfstarmicrofic November 11, word count 775

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The room was pitch black when Sirius and Remus finally got their breaths back. Sirius shakily got to his feet. All these trials were exhausting him. He wondered how many more they would have to do. He’d thought for a moment that this was his mother’s doing, and she’d put them into an endless hell loop, but then he remembered what Dorcas had said and guessed this was the path to helping Remus.

He walked forward and instantly tripped over a box. He summoned his hellfire and immediately banished it. The room they were in was full of fireworks. One loose flame and they’d go up. He had spied a door a few steps away. Surely it couldn’t be this easy? He reached out and opened it. 

The door led into a shop; they were in the store room. Remus followed him into the dark shop. Sirius looked around; there was a lot of stock on the walls and on shelves. He went over to the nearest and picked up a rubber chicken. He squeezed it, and it let out a strangled honking noise as it refilled with air. There was a door leading outside, illuminated by a yellow streetlight on the street. Sirius went over to it and tried the handle. It didn’t budge. He put his weight behind it and nothing. He even tried breaking the glass, right where it proclaimed ‘Zonko’s Joke Shop’, but he didn’t even scratch it. He tried everything before slumping to the floor, all his energy spent. 

“Any ideas?” He asked Remus, who had been watching him intently. Remus stood, his large paws thudding against the wood floor as he moved forward. Remus sniffed at the lock and then wandered up and down the aisles, nose to the ground. 

Sirius drew his knees up, rested his arms on them and let his head hang down. He was so damn tired he just wanted to go to sleep. His eyes had only just closed when Remus let out a deep, booming bark. Sirius jolted awake and went to see what the problem was. 

Remus was at the far end of one of the rows of shelves and as Sirius approached he began to whine, swinging his paw towards a display of toy clowns. Sirius shuddered, he hated clowns. He looked closer though, as Remus became insistent. One of the dolls was holding the key to the door. He reached out to get it, but the clown jumped. Sirius yelped and the clown disappeared under the nearest set of shelves. “Little shit, bring that back!” Sirius barked, flinging himself on the ground and shoving his hand and arm into the narrow space between the unit and the floor. “Ouch!” He cried as he pulled his hand back. “It bit me,” He complained, but he tried again. “Keep on his Remus, don’t let him get away,” 

The problem was the clown could run up and down the entire aisle and dart across the floor and under another set of shelves before Sirius could get anywhere near him. “We need a better plan than this.” Sirius huffed as he looked around to see what could be of use in the shop. His eyes landed on an elaborate display of glass bottles. ‘Tempest in a Bottle’ they read with the image of a huge wave about to crash down. Sirius grabbed the lot. He also found some extra sticky glue. He went to the front of the store and began painting the windows, the door and the surrounding floor with the glue, the entire time the clown cackled gleefully at them from its hiding place. Sirius ushered Remus back into the store cupboard and set up the bottles. He knocked them all over and slammed the storeroom door shut. 

The sound of the wind and water on top of the darkness made it feel like they were trapped on a ship in the middle of a terrible storm. Sirius clung to Remus and prayed to Lucifer that this would work. Soon the wind died down and the sound of crashing waves dissipated and Sirius braved the shop once more. 

It was utter chaos. They had destroyed the entire shop, though the door and windows were still intact. Sirius scanned the debris for the clown and the key. He found it still clinging to the key, its colourful body stuck fast to the front door. It took more effort than Sirius expected to prise the key from its hand, but he got it in the end and shoved it in the lock, turning it with a satisfying clunk and exiting the trashed joke shop.  

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[nettleneopian]

WHOA! Orion got his ring back, he is no longer divorced, buuut

he did immediately start hitting on Seshatia and lose it again, but its not his fault, he was possessed

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Orion would be so fucking hype to kill macbeth. Oh he'd lose it. Middle of Atlantis Complex the holly is out of sight fallen off the cliff he gets told he is able to kill Macbeth he is RUNNING across the tundra trying to get to Scotland. Drops the coat so he can run faster. Doesn't even freeze to death because a hoe never gets cold and neither does Orion Fowl on his way to go fulfill a medieval prophecy are you kidding????? Mudboy go ZOOOOMMM