fucking bombed science. we spent like 5 lessons on the menstrual cycle and so i was revising for that but there was no fucking question about the menstrual cycle. there was a question which the information we needed was mentioned only once in class and nobody fucking remembered that. there was a whole page dedicated to something we had a “dicsussion” on - meaning we didnt have concrete answers to actually study, only opinions. then there was a question about something which we werent taught ANYTHING about with ten lines for a massive answer that i could barely manage three sentences on.
overall, i failed that.
the humanities exam which i wasnt up all night studying for was easy af though.
Sirius: *bursts into the dorm, locking the door behind him*
Sirius: *spots Remus and holds a finger to his lips* Shhh…
It had started with little things. The way he’d put his hair up with his wand, dark curls falling across his forehead. The impressively dramatic eye-rolls. The sound of his voice. His crooked smile…
Then it became more specific.
The way his voice would crack when he tried to hit the high notes in “Stayin’ Alive”. The way he’d always tilt Remus’ book down, peering over it with a mischievous look that said very clearly he was up to no good. How he passed every test effortlessly, infuriatingly, playing it off as “luck”. The way his shoulders hunched and his expression turned stony every time he passed Regulus in the hall, desperately trying to think of something to say to his estranged sibling. The way his whole face would light up whenever James introduced him as his brother. The way he’d sit quietly in the hospital wing after the full moon, dark bags under his eyes. The fact that he always took notes when he knew Remus wouldn’t be able to make it…
Sirius: *sighs with relief when no one knocks on the door* *turns to Remus* Hey Moons, If anyone comes asking where I am… tell them I’m off snogging McKinnon or something.
The fact that it hurt when he said that…
Sirius: *notices the way Remus’ hands are trembling as he turns the page, his eyes staring blankly at the same spot*
He didn’t know when it had happened… what had changed…
I’ve been waiting to post this for ages so it could go up with the chapter it’s from and AT LAST!!! Happy Friday the 13th! (at least it is for me here)
My 2nd commissioned piece from @bev-nap who is a literal goddess among mortals. Look at this. Look at my grumpy son, isn’t he gorgeous?! I’m still squealing internally and externally over this and I don’t think I’ll be done anytime soon ^_^
((so I’m gonna compile all the Good Shit from the #BendyHTtakeover event into one post okay here we goooo))
Sammy has been writing music for most of his life, “from a young age […] tunes would pop into my head, [writing music] was the only logical step. ;)”
“Willow Weep For Me” is Sammy’s favorite song, he apparently considers it modern. what time period does this game take place in jfc
Sammy made a handful of puns during the event. Puns are great.
Apparently he liked Bacon Soup at one time, but “it kind of lost its luster after a bit.. But you’d have to be crazy to not love chocolate cake!”
Putting on pants is apparently a struggle for him.
Someone asked if Norman was behind the organ from chapter 2. He responded with “The organ… I don’t know what you mean. Although Norman, our projectionist, he was always very bright..” which might be a hint to something, a compliment, or another pun - who knows.
An ad for a Little Mermaid bedspread got posted in the middle of the event, probably on accident. Someone joked “Sammy’s favorite Disney Princess is Ariel, confirmed.” All he had to say was something was amiss with the post, and the bed looked comfortable.
Sammy still writes and sings music when he’s not praising Bendy, and has written “so many dozens of songs! So many! When you’ve been in this business as long as I have… you’re quite busy.” He also said “Perhaps you shall hear them someday.” pls
His clearest memory of the studio besides the ink pump is “a whistling sound, a vague melody.. with a sinister purpose.”
When asked for advice on composing music, he responded “Music is all about layers. Rich and lush. Practice, my friend. That’s what it’s all about!”
Wally’s catchphrase is apparently contagious. Someone asked “Sammy, what would happen if Wally lost his keys again?” To which he responded, “That Wally! That man can’t ever keep his things in order! If I didn’t know better I’d say his mind was wayyyyy out of here!”
Headcanon confirmed, “Sheep Songs” is Sammy’s favorite song he wrote for the Bendy cartoons.
He wears the mask to “resemble the most perfect form I know!”.
He might not be able to see without the mask as well, someone later asked “how do you see with that mask?” and he replied “how do you see withoutyours?”. Might have just been a joke, or confirming the “ink monsters can see through Bendy’s eyes in cutouts and posters” theory.
Sammy thinks Susie is “A charming woman.. quite… charming.. I recall only her face… that.. smile.”