my biggest pet peeve is when people write lupin as the wet blanket mom friend prefect type, like…did you read prisoner of azkaban tho??
literally shoots chewing gum up peeves’ nose 20 seconds into his first lesson ever
passive-aggressively puts snape’s boggart in drag after snape insults neville in front of his class
and THEN, gives zero fucks about snape’s increasing rage as word gets around that HE DID THAT
speaking of gives zero fucks: gives zero fucks about trelawney’s attempts to crystal gaze for him
somehow miraculously bullshits his and harry’s way out of repercussions after snape catches harry with the map and has every right to put harry in detention for the rest of his life (AND he keeps composure while his teenage self is savagely badmouthing snape right in front of him, no less)
is prepared to straight up murder his former best friend in cold blood in front of 3 of his students and totally would have done it if not for harry’s intervention
gives harry the map back because, fuck it, he’s not a teacher anymore, give em hell, kid
like i get the whole tea/sweaters/laid-back-professor aesthetic, but remus lupin is a magnificently flawed and sometimes straight up terrifying character…he’s so much more than fandom’s portrayal of him as this mild-mannered, careful person, and i think that part of the reason he’s so interesting to me is that he seems just like that at first, but you have all this dark shit lurking just beneath the surface. one of my favorite moments in the entire series is when he goes into that extremely scary place and he’s about to murder peter, because you know that each DADA professor so far has had some dark secret, and even beyond the werewolf reveal, remus’ payoff is SO good. he’s such a good character honestly
Imagine first year Harry Potter looking for Fred and George to see if they want to have a snowball fight with him and Ron and finding an odd piece of parchment lying in their room.
Imagine first year Harry Potter picking the parchment up and examining it, because he’s learning that in the wizarding world nothing is ever as it seems, not even old pieces of parchment.
Imagine first year Harry Potter tapping his wand to the parchment to see if anything happens and, to his surprise, seeing thin, angular writing appear as if written by an invisible hand.
Imagine first year Harry Potter’s excitement when the parchment reads: Mr. Prongs asks who is trying to uncover the carefully guarded secrets of the Marauders.
Imagine first year Harry Potter whispering “My name is Harry Potter and I didn’t mean to pry,” before hurriedly trying to refold it and return it to where he’d found it
Imagine first year Harry Potter’s astonishment when the writing reappears, this time saying: Let Mr. Prongs share his immense joy that Harry Potter has found this. He hopes that Harry will find the contents of this parchment useful and use it in a way that would make his father proud.
Imagine first year Harry Potter’s smile sliding off his face as he says quietly, “I don’t know. My father’s dead, you see.
Imagine first year Harry Potter’s confusion when the writing appears once again, saying: Mr. Prongs wishes to tell Harry Potter that while his father may be dead, he is still looking out for him and is incredibly proud of him. Mr. Prongs hopes that Harry Potter knows his father loves him very much.
Imagine first year Harry Potter taking the map back to his dormitory and spending the rest of the evening talking to the mysterious Mr. Prongs about his mother and father, about whom the invisible man seems to know quite a bit.
Shiro, casually walking onto the bridge with a Sephora bag and a mango smoothie:
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late, I noticed before we went into the astral plane that I was out of eyeliner...oh." *sees everyone yelling and pointing frantically at maps*
Shiro, slowly backing out of the bridge:
"O-okay, I'll, uh, just be in my room."
Shiro, later, to himself:
"I wonder what that was all about..."
The seventh year boy’s dormitory is quieter than it has been for ages. Its four occupants sit in a circle on the floor in the middle of the four-poster beds, around a piece of weathered parchment. It’s been a hectic spring, and Remus is glad for the chance to sit with his friends now and chew on a familiar problem.
“I can’t believe we’re leaving in a month and it’s not finished,” James says with a deep sigh.
Sirius sighs, too, only slightly mocking. “End of an era and nothing to show for it.”
“It’s not incomplete,” Remus protests, nudging their Map with his socked toe. “It works. It’s perfect, except for that one glitch. But maybe the Room’s magic is just stronger than our Map’s.” The Room of Requirement had been the one thing the four of them hadn’t managed to make appear on their paper model of the Hogwarts castle. Remus privately held that if their numerous spells hadn’t worked before, nothing else would - that particular bit of the Map had exhausted all of their collective creativity.
The four of them stare for another minute or so, until Peter says slowly, “Do you guys think the Room of Requirement would make a deal with us?”
“What kind of deal?” James asks, looking at Peter with interest. One of Remus’ favorite things about their ringleader is the way his whole conveys focus - even his hair seems to be paying attention.
“Well, what if we left the Map in there overnight, with the understanding that if it adds itself, we’ll leave it in there when we leave. That way, it can meet the needs of future students who want to sneak around like we’ve done,” Peter suggests, speaking as though he’s figuring it out as he speaks.
“Worth a try,” Remus answers. “The Room is at least semi-sentient, right? It can read our thoughts if we ask for something, so it should be able to understand us asking for a trade.”
Sirius cocks his head to the side. “How is that any different than asking it to add itself? If it were possible to put it on the Map, it would’ve had to do it when we asked.”
Peter nods, chewing at his thumbnail. “It don’t know. I guess it doesn’t take anything in return any other time.”
“I like the idea of leaving it, though, Peter,” Remus adds. “Done or not.”
“Admitting defeat, Moony?” James teases, ruffling Remus’ hair. “We’ll get it.”
“Eternal optimist,” Sirius says affectionately. “But Pete’s right. Whether we get the Room on it or not, we need to figure out how to pass it on. Are there any worthy rabble-rousers in your care, Prongs? A gift like this from the castle’s one and only Head Boy would go a long way.”
James ignores the jab. “I don’t think so…can you lot think of anyone?”
Before anyone can answer, a regal looking school owl appears at the tower window. Sirius gets up ungracefully to take the letter, opens it, and says dryly, “McGonagall knows we raided Filch’s files. She said it ‘speaks to our skill and determination to get past the man’ but we’ve got detention with her on Sunday anyway. I think she just wants us all together to say goodbye - all we’re doing is writing lines in her office.”
But Remus is still caught up on the first part, and looks over at James to see if he’s thinking the same thing. He is, evidently, because he picks up the map from the center of the floor and says, “We might need even more skill and determination to sneak something in.”
And Remus is grateful that even though the end of their Hogwarts career is near, nothing has really changed at all.
I’m so excited to finally get to share this AU with you guys!!
This au all happens in a world where the governtment is super corrupted. Everything is controlled by the most powerful corporations and the richest of people. Got money, then you have the power.
Technology is rather advanced and nearly all info is stored as data. However, it’s nearly impossible for rebels to hack into the systems and gather information and proof to fight the system. That’s why there is runners. Runners use parkour to get all over the city, fast and unnoticed, and break into corporations to personally get to the data and information that can help the rebellion.
So basically, I’ve got a cool idea, and thought I’d share it with y’all.
-The team has a tough mission, but they get through it.
-After the mission, the team is agitated and fighting over their next moves against Zarkon
-Lance sees a flaw in the plan and tries to point it out, attempting to keep his calm but not really
-He finally just starts shouting about why the plan is flawed because nobody is listening to him
-Keith and Shiro don’t see how those points are flaws
-Lance tries explaining, gets interrupted, starts fighting again
-Allura is just as pissed as the others are and says “If you aren’t contributing, leave.” and Keith adds in “Why doesn’t he let the real fighter pilots plan?” Lance is shocked, offended, and leaves with a growl
-Coran follows Lance, discovers Lance angrily shoving his belongings in a bag and grabbing rations. He tries to console his angry boy, ends up helping Lance to a map back to Earth and a pod.
- “They need to treat you like an equal. You are right about the plan having flaws, and if they are too stubborn to see it your way, then they will fail as heroes.” Coran the beautiful man gives cool advice
-Lance makes his way back to Earth, but is intercepted by a rogue group of alien fighters
-The rogues at first want to kill him and keep his pod, but then explore his psyche with their light empathetic abilities and think “Oh man this kid is emotionally destroyed. Let’s keep him.”
-One rogue in particular takes a liking to Lance and teaches him how to fight close range, use different types of guns, and even build his own weapons on the fly
-On the other hand, it takes the team a day to realize that Lance has left, and they can’t track him down. Coran points out why Lance left, but doesn’t tell them he is still in contact with Lance.
-Lance’s ‘adoption’ by the rogues has pleased Coran, and he hopes his fav paladin stays safe
-It’s been a year, the team can’t form Voltron nor can they replace Lance, because Blue had a hissy fit and refuses to take down her barrier because if Lance is still alive, then she don’t need a new paladin.
-The paladins are tired and just want their boy back.
-Back to Lance, the rogues test on him (because they’ve never met a human and are genuinely curious)
-Turns out Lance has Altean dna
-They begin to train him into using the abilities his dna has given him (Such as growing taller and turning colors), this training teaches Lance more patience.
-Lance forgives the paladins for their mistreatment of him, but he likes fighting with the rogues better
-Lance is eventually sent into an undercover mission for about a month as a Galra soldier, learning their strategies and gaining intel for his rogue brethren
-Eventually, Allura has to go undercover as a Galra soldier in a large warship to shut down their power in hopes to aid the working lions.
-Lance and Allura meet, Allura is sad and starts freaking out while Lance shuts down the power for her and listens to her speech of “Where were you? We have been looking everywhere, etc”
-Lance promises to meet them again, and gives Allura coordinates
-The mission ends, and Allura is freaking out about Lance as she takes them to the planet that Lance directed them to
-The rogues are already there when the castle lands, and Lance directs them in the direction of a partnership.
-Lance and his alien bestie are touchy-feely, flirty, and cute to each other during dinner later that evening
-Everyone thinks that Lance and the alien are dating
-Especially Keith, who’s jealous and dismayed about the fact that his jerk behavior towards Lance is part of what caused him to leave and therefore leave Keith with no chance of getting Lance
-Lance starts flirting with Keith and Keith is like “I thought you and that rogue were dating, it’s bad to cheat you know.”
-Lance is like “lmao dude he’s just my bestie, but I guess you were pretty jealous.”
-The idea finishes with Klance becoming a thing and Lance piloting Blue again with the rogues by their sides.
The road trip au I’ve been vagueing about for like three weeks <3
Rating: Explicit Word Count: ~24k Pairing(s): Bitty/Parse Summary:When Bitty arches his back to crack it and asks, “D’you ever just…wanna get in the car and drive?” he’s kind of expecting to hear ‘Uh, not really, seeing as I’m a professional athlete living out all my dreams,’ or maybe a vaguely commiserative ‘yeah, dude, totally.’
He’s not expecting Kent to push up onto his forearms to look up at Bitty from his sprawl on the floor and say, with all the conviction of someone who’s been told they could solve world hunger with the press of a button, “Let’s do it.”
An anon asked for a Reid fic where the reader is British and he gets turned on by her accent. The team teases him for it and he eventually has to explain to the reader why he gets so weird whenever she talks. I love this request, I really hope you like it! Added in here a classic Spencer Reid Quote, shout out to anyone who can find it!
It gets smutty! Some fluff ensues at the end, it’s super cute!
UnBeta’d so sorry for any errors, also flood warning!
“As soon as Agent Y/L/N gets here, we are going to start the briefing,” Hotch said to the team, who were all still sitting around at their desks before disappearing into his office.
“Ready for the new team member, pretty boy?” Derek teased from his seat with a smirk.
“What?” Spencer asked nonchalantly. He knew Y/N was British. She’d been in for numerous interviews and when she was in the training field, all the other trainees were talking about the ‘British Bombshell’ that was joining the BAU team.
“You know what,” Derek replied.
“Does Reid have a thing for accents?” Prentiss asked. She looked at the genius with playful eyes.
“No, he has a thing for British accents,” JJ said, shaking her head.
“I see,” Emily said with a smirk similar to Derek’s.
“I don’t know if I like the looks on your faces,” Rossi said as he walked up. After inspecting the teasing smiles of the three agents, he clocked the blush on Reid’s face. “What’s wrong with you, coffee catching up to you this morning?”
Louis accidentally breaks Harry’s camera lens and in order to get it fixed, they decide to participate in a romantic couples study. The only issue is that they are not actually couple. Well that and the fact they cannot stand each other.
Harry swallows hard, clearing his throat. “Hi Lou,” he says, looking at Louis reluctantly. He’s even more gorgeous than he remembers, so much, he feels uneasy looking directly at him, he’s so beautiful.
Louis looks at Harry, does a quick once-over and smiles, eyes so bright and blue—just how Harry remembers. “Harold!” He gets up out of his seat and embraces him into a warm hug. It’s a friendly platonic hug; one that ends way too soon. Harry wishes it would last longer so that he can breathe Louis in and memorize his new but somehow still familiar scent. It instantly leaves his body aching for more.
Harry returns to London after five years. Stuck in the past with “what ifs” and “what might have beens”, he sees that his friends and ex (and possible love of his life) Louis have all moved on with their lives while he finds himself questioning his own life choices, past and present.
Harry and Louis are strangers who share the drive from Chicago to NYC after college. They don’t have anything in common, don’t get along, and at the end of their trip, they’re both glad to say goodbye. During a chance meeting five years later, they find that nothing has changed, and they part ways expecting never to see each other again. Ten years after their first meeting, Louis and Harry meet once again, but this time they become friends. Eventually, things get complicated.
AU- After dying in an accident, Louis Tomlinson arrives in the Afterlife. Not Heaven and not Hell, Louis finds himself in Judgment City UK: a pristine city where the food and entertainment are divine and the newly departed must undergo a Review of their life on Earth to determine if they have lived a life worthy of advancement in the universe, or if they must be returned to Earth to be born again in a new body. On his first full day in the Afterlife, Louis meets Harry Styles, and the two have an instant connection. Over the course of their Reviews, they fall in love and begin to find that even though they didn’t know each other on Earth, they are nonetheless linked to one another in perfect ways. Both are hoping to move ahead in the universe together, but they are challenged with the threat of separation if one or both of them is sent back to Earth to be born again.
- Who put the map on the back of The Declaration of Independence?
- People marrying for money seems to be a recurring theme in this class.
- I bought this Donald Trump shirt as a joke because I’m moving to New Zealand and I can watch the failure from outside the country, but I had to donate money to his campaign and it ended up costing me about $60.
- Is Pocahontas real?
- John Francis Fitzgerald is Edmund Fitzgerald’s grandpa.
- You know it, you love it, you smell it on the way to Chicago, that’s right kids, Gary, Indiana.
- Did Abraham Lincoln get shot because he revealed the location of The Book of Secrets?
- One time I saw Nicholas Cage at a parade and now we’re friends.
- The musket is a terrible weapon, Mel Gibson is a liar, and The Patriot is not a good movie.
- What do you mean New York City is on an Island?
- Someone on Tumblr sent me anon hate because I called Thomas Jefferson bae in the tags. (side note: I sent that person anon hate about Jefferson)
- Maybe Aaron Burr can shoot me instead so I don’t have to take the final.
- Can John D. Rockefeller pay for the textbook I may or may not have lost?
- Teacher: (describing an affair without saying they were fucking) They were getting to know each other in the biblical sense.
Student: What religion were they practicing?
- Student: Why isn’t Lincoln on any paper money?
Teacher: He’s traditionally on the five…
- The Americans won the Revolution because they hid in the woods… like squirrels…
- Mrs. Lincoln was a female dog.
- Folks, watching the John Green videos is not enough.
- When you graduate high school you will not remember anything from The Missouri Compromise. What you will remember is “Ma, Ma, Where’s my Pa, Gone to the White House, Ha, Ha, Ha.”
- Here are the three presidents I would fight, in order: Woodrow Wilson, Thomas Jefferson, and James Buchanan.
- And Hamilton was so pleased with himself that his bonds plan was being used yet again, so he rose from the dead, wrote a musical, and won a grammy
- If you’re..uh… sensitive.. leave now. *pulls out a copy of The Jungle*
- Student #1: He’s the richest man in the world! He sleeps on a bed of gold!
Student #2: Carson, are you telling me you don’t sleep on a bed of gold?
- Everyone from the Democratic Party wanted this nomination. Even William Jennings Bryan wanted it, and he’s dead.
- And then part of the tape was (air quotes) “ accidently” erased. *teacher aggresivley shakes his head*
- You will need to acquire, either by theft or by asking, a credit card to pay for the AP exam
- I just read an essay that compared the New Deal to Wilson’s actions during the Civil War. And it was one paragraph. Good luck on the AP everyone.
- Teacher: The AP is in 5 days. It’s time to panic.
Student: I thought it was time to panic 15 days ago.
Teacher: Some people didn’t get the message. Now it’s really time to panic.
- So is there like… a meal included in the $90 exam?
Requested by: @swtltlmrvlgrl Summary: Can you do a ‘missed connection’ with Bucky? Like you talked to him on a bus or train for an hour but at the end you didn’t get his name or number? (will they meet again or not? I leave it to you haha)
A/N: Thank you for requesting this!! I’m sorry it took so long but this was so much fun to write omg <3 I hope it’s what you were looking for and enjoy! (also yes that’s the hogwarts express lmfao)
Word Count: 2945 Warnings: mention of family death / mention of spreading ashes kind of thing…
Disclaimer: I don’t speak Romanian… Sorry if it’s wrong rip
You pushed your way through the crowded train, mumbling your apologies as you gripped your small suitcase tightly by your side.
It was mid summer and, finally having gotten some time off work, you’d flown to Romania for a few weeks.
Your mother had often spoken of her childhood in Bucharest when you were young, and when she’d passed away just over a year ago you’d decided to save up and see the places of her stories for yourself. You were now on the last few days of your trip and so far it had been an absolutely amazing journey. Bucharest was beautiful, the people were kind and as you got to know the country your mother had once called home, you quickly fell in love.
To be honest, you didn’t want to leave, but you didn’t have a choice so there you were.
To wrap up the trip you were spending your last weekend in Romania out in the countryside by a small farm called the “Cabana alb”. It was just outside the city and your mother had spent much of her summers there. It was her favourite place on the planet and where you had decided to spread her ashes.
And by “just outside the city”, you meant a two-hour train ride away.
Honestly, you hadn’t expected it to be that busy, but there you were squeezing through the crowded halls in search of an empty compartment to rest. They were, of course, all full. Until you happened across one at the back of the train.
You wrapped your knuckles softly against the glass before sliding the door open, catching the attention of it’s only occupant.
Do you ever think about the first time Alec slept over at magnus' like no sex just casual sleep
i absolutely do
i imagine it would be such a pretty thing really, a slow thing. it would be afternoon dripping into evening when alec showed up, asking magnus if he was done with work for the day as he shut the door behind him. and magnus, holding a book in his hand would smile really slow, shaking his head and saying that he only had a few potions brewing that he had to check on later. then before he could really say much of anything else, alec would be slipping his arms around magnus’s waist, pressing him close gently. a slow hug in the doorway that felt like something deep unfurling. i missed you so much and it wasn’t even that long.
it would be laughter echoing through the kitchen as magnus summoned them dinner with his eyebrows up and a huge grin on his face. alec would be halfway bent over the kitchen counter, grinning one of those huge grins and shaking his head. because as usual they couldn’t pick what to have so magnus summoned every kind of takeout imaginable and alec scoured it all before pursing his lips together. “buffet?” he said, raising one eyebrow.
“i like how you think alexander.” magnus responded with a low chuckle.