#what's their ship name do they have one?

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic September 2 - prompt 2: Hogsmeade [word count 794]

Madam Puddifoot’s tearoom wasn’t really Remus’s style, but it was cozy and intimate enough you really had to squint under the dim lights and through the lace curtains around the small round tables to see who else was in there, and that’s exactly what they needed. Him and Sirius weren’t ready to tell anyone apart from Peter and James they were dating, but it was Valentine’s day, and they deserved a romantic date like everyone else after all. So they had slipped into the tearoom and it had taken just one look at them for Madam Puddifoot in person to smile at them and take them to a quiet room with only four other tables. They had sat down on the plushy armchair, Sirius immediately cuddling into Remus’s side and had pored over the menu while the Cupid-shaped decoration hovering over their table played a slowed-down version of Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy. The problems had started when they had opened the lacy curtain to order and they had locked eyes with Peter standing by one of the other tables, halfway through gallantly drawing the chair for his date.

“Look at that Cupid up there, isn’t it adorable?” Peter had quickly said, before drawing back the curtain a bit too late for Sirius and Remus not to see the mass of curly hair behind him.

“Was that…” Sirius blinked as he let their own curtain drop.

“Mary,” Remus nodded. “I did not see that one coming.”

“Sneaky old Wormy,” Sirius chuckled. “So, you were saying vanilla fudge hot chocolate for you, Moony?”

“And a brownie too. With caramel sauce. And ice cream,” Remus added.

“Too sweet for me,” Sirius smiled. “But I’ll try their chili hot chocolate.”

“Too hot for me,” Remus shook his head.

“No, I’m not,” Sirius’s hand dragged him closer by his jumper.

Remus’s hands were buried in Sirius’s hair when a cough came from behind their curtain and they let go of each other to open it and give their order to the server. As Remus was hesitating over the flavour of the ice cream he wanted, Madam Puddifoot walked past their table, guiding another couple to their seats.

“This place is so adorable, I love it!” a voice said.

“I knew you would,” another, very familiar, answered.

Remus’s eyes shot up and he looked at Lily across the room, smiling as she gently coaxed a blonde girl down from the armchair from where she was poking the Cupid over their table. He was able to see the girl close her arms around Lily and kiss her with enthusiasm before their curtain fell close.

“Am I hallucinating or was that Lily?” he asked, looking back at Sirius.

“It was. And with Pandora Rosier, no less,” Sirius nodded. “Now I want to know how that happened.”

Their order came and they got lost in drinking the hot chocolate while sharing the brownie and ice cream (raspberry, in the end), more often than not leaving them aside for kissing when a metallic sound interrupted their Cupid’s slowed-down version of Heroes and a snake-shaped golden bangle rolled under their table.

“Someone’s having rowdier activities than us next door,” Sirius commented, picking it up.

He turned around and moved the curtain aside, right at the same moment when the one behind them moved too, revealing Marlene with her hair mussed up and a smear of lipstick that definitely wasn’t hers on her lips.

“McKinnon,” Sirius smirked.

“If you say one word about this, Black…” Marlene hissed.

“Babe?”

The curtain opened a bit more and Remus found himself looking right at Dorcas Meadowes, her braids all over her face.

“Thank you kindly,” she smiled, leaning over to pick the bangle from Sirius’s hand before closing back the curtain.

“It looks like we all had the same idea for Valentine’s,” Remus chuckled, turning back to his almost finished hot chocolate.

“The girls apparently had an even better one,” Sirius whispered, sliding even closer to Remus.

When the mugs and plates were empty and the only two options left was running back to the dorm or ending up forever banned from Madam Puddifoot’s, they got up to leave. They had only taken a couple of steps towards the door when laughter rolled out from behind the curtain hiding the last table. Sirius froze and Remus cursed internally, promising himself that the following year they would all talk openly about their plans for Valentine’s.

“Let’s go, Pads,” he tried to say, but Sirius was already marching back to the table and snatching the curtain open.

A loud squeak followed and Remus sighed, turning back to where Sirius was staring open-mouthed at his brother sitting in James’s lap.

“Hogsmeade really needs more than one romantic place for dates,” Remus muttered.

[seventh-district]

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 2

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 4] [Pt. 5] [Pt. 6]

[tides-and-moon]

listen hes one of the rat grinders today but tomorrow he could be adaines cool dragon boyfriend. we can make it happen. in this essay i will

[hugs-and-stabbies]

[ part 6 : end ]

[link to previous part]

and we're done!! I made yall some lil epilogue type of doodles for sticking by me through this tiny little comic! they're under the cut ^^

[geezmarty]

mother superior shadowheart and her favorite sister nocturne 🖤

(sketch commission example ;^) opening next week!)

[saragrosie]

As promised, incredibly stupid s4-5 drawings

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 131

Okay, so first of all Dan would like to say it’s not his fault. Ellie was the one to bring some unknown object into the speeder and Jazz was the one driving. Or had Sam been driving- didn’t matter! It wasn’t his fault, he wasn’t the one shooting at them, he wasn’t the one to break whatever, he was not the one to open a stupid portal, and so it wasn’t his fault! 

So why is he now like, five years old, and why is the speeder crashed in some sort of corn field. Why is everyone- except for Jazz whose now like six- also like three at most?! And- oh fuck the door just opened and… okay that’s a kid. Like, nine at most. 

A kid and an adult, who he hadn’t noticed at first so again, it’s not his fault if he hissed at them and tried to hide his not-siblings behind him. It’s also not fair they’re apparently stuck to ghost speak for who knows how long, but at least they can understand the people. 

“Martha, get some blankets, it’s happened again!” 

[shartfinz]

I really love that picture of that stupid bird

[holly-tea]

“I’ve never received an offering before…” 🌿

[sexy-sapphic-sorcerer]

Smash or Pass: Arthur

Merlin characters as tags from this poll

(BBC Merlin & Text Posts 14/?)

[elany]

Yk what I want? I want a very early stages post canon labrumisu, but from Chilchuck's POV.

Imagine mister 'interparty romance is the devil' visiting court just to see these three circling each other like a pack of uniquely unhinged cats. And of course he sees it immediately, he's nothing if not perceptive and he's seen this happen so, so many times before. Kabru is hardly subtle in his fascination with Laios, who trusts him in turn more than nearly anybody else. He can see how close Mithrun and Kabru still are, even when there's little reason for the former captain to even stay in Melini. He can see where this is going. And he can see the disaster it's gonna end up in.

So he's just staring at them in horror, trying to figure out what in the world the dynamic here even is and glaring daggers at Kabru all the while for seemingly being the linchpin of this entire bullshit situation. King, his adviser and a fucking foreign noble?? Who thought THAT was a good idea! Is nobody else seeing this?? (no lol) Why is nobody objecting to this politically unsound love triangle that could literally ruin the kingdom they've only just established??

The anger! The distress! The despair when he first sees Laios getting all giddy when Mithrun so much as talks to him. Because hell, now he can't even blame the entire situation on one pretty boy insisting on having fingers in every possible pie, on political and personal level both!

And then they just. Quietly get together. All three of them. And Chil's just watching from the sidelines in complete bafflement because he's invented infinite worst case scenarios for how this will implode in all of their faces and destroy their friend group and topple the entire country and--

Instead they do. This. He'd be relieved if he wasn't so goddamn mad that he's spent months worrying about this shit just for them to resolve it in the least dramatic way possible.

Fuck this, he's taking a holiday.

[luhman16]

Saw a post earlier about software and hardware (slightly edited)

[toffeesbabbles]

redrew the other doodle on this post but I made it even more silly

(fell by underfella and killer by @/rahafwabas)

[garlic-sauc3]

I love them

[havi-fart]

this was my main takeaway from star trek enterprise s1e14 "sleeping dogs"

[kooki914]

his love language is telling you all the weirdly whimsical sadistic shit he'd do to you if his actions didn't have consequences