• Marlene: [grabs Sirius' Bag and throws it against the wall] What the fuck is your problem?!
  • Sirius: Oh. Hey McKinnon.
  • Marlene: Are you just an asshole?! Is that it?!
  • Sirius: Am I just an asshole?
  • Marlene: Yeah!
  • Sirius: Well, no. I've got arms and legs; I've got everything.
  • Marlene: ARGHH!! [Hexes him and walks off]
Day 5: Silly Things
((Heavy allusions to nsfw behaviour. Character’s should be assumed to be of legal age. Wasn’t sure what to do for the prompt, so I went with a classic ‘silly’ billdip idea ;) ))

Dipper took another chip from the bag. Very deliberately not looking at Bill, he licked the flavouring off of one side. Then he turned it over in his fingers and lapped the flavouring off of the other side. And then - may the Nightmares of the eternal realms save him - Dipper licked the lingering flavouring off of all three sides of the chip. And then he put it down, on top of the rest of the licked-clean chips.

Bill was trying not to make noises.

There were people in this house! What was Pine Tree thinking, doing this?! Stanley was in the gift shop (just out the door), Sixer was on the second floor (just up the stairs) and Shooting Star and co. was in the lounge room (just a few metres away!) - all would find the current events rather… Questionable.

And still Dipper took chips out of the packet - one by one - and dragged his wet tongue along all their sides and faces until they were thoroughly cleaned. From the look on his face, he knew exactly what sort of effect he was having. Of course he did. This was all his fault after all. Of course Bill was going to think things. Those chips looked obscenely like his own shape! What else was he meant to think except of… of…

Except of shrinking to the inches-high dimensions of one of those chips, nestling into the chip packet and waiting for Dipper to draw him out. Waiting for Dipper to moisten his mouth and draw a saliva-covered tongue over his back and front and up and down his sides and-

Dipper halted his actions as his own single eye went large. He’d let out a sound. He’d let his thoughts get carried away and he’d let out a damn fucking sound. And then Dipper - oh boy, oh this guy - then Dipper asked him;

“Are you okay, Bill? You look kinda… I mean, I don’t know if demons get sick, but you sorta look unwell?”

Bill narrowed his eye. How dare he play innocent.

“Pine Tree,” he started in an only slightly strained voice, “If you wanna see a sick demon you should just go look in a mirror.”

“Oh yeah?”


Bill’s retort was cut off as Dipper casually threw one of the cleaned chips in his mouth and bit right into it. Open mouthed he crunched and crunched and crunched on the chip, grinding it down to a fine mush before swallowing it. The sound filled Bill’s auditory receptors. With every crunch he couldn’t help but flinch; both in phantom pain and in a jolt of pleasure.

He lost his voice as Dipper enacted what was clearly the other half of his plan, taking all the previously cleaned chips and crunching them to pieces one by one beneath his teeth. The stimulus set Bill ablaze but still there were humans all around the house -


- still there were mortals outside the house -


- still there was nowhere private, no chance they could, no place, no time -

c r u n c h.

With a click, Bill turned the world into shades of grey. In reality, Dipper’s eyes slide shut halfway through chewing a chip. In the Dreamscape, he cocked an eyebrow.

“Yes, Cipher?”

“Pine Tree.” he wasted no more breath on words, merely snarling and pouncing at Dipper. He would make the mortal regret teasing him so.

Until the Moon Part 1

A Marauders Fic

Remus Lupin x reader

Summary: Reader is Severus Snape’s little sister. There’s drama there of course, but history adds a lot to it.

Word Count: 937

Warnings: character death, abuse, blood

Read the Prologue here.

A/N: Okay, I’m sorry that this took so long. I know it’s a tad short, but there is definitely more to come. It’s just how it got divided up. Let me know what you think! 


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Bella had been gone for weeks and the burning question among the halls was where had she gone? Most joked saying the queen returned to rule hell but those jibes were silenced as the raven haired female stepped back onto castle grounds and walked through the corridor. happening upon a familiar face, she raised her chin with a devilish smirk on her lips. “miss me?

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or… you could find out your house, tell me, but not molly…

increase the suffering if you must…

marlene i had no idea you were so devious i love it

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its so nice to know who ur real friends are

i’m glad you appreciate me loving the house you gave me! <3

anonymous asked:

Do you think the end of PLL will finally answer all the questions left going back to season one? There's so many unanswered questions still floating around through all seven seasons and not that many episodes left to answer them all, I hope a lot of them don't get left unanswered in the show but I'm not all that hopeful😔😔😔

I mean, I’d honestly go into the finale expecting that not everything will be answered. There’s probably a lot of smaller things that we won’t get answers to, even bigger things from the beginning seasons. We all have so many questions we want answers to and there’s no way they can answer them all. 

They are having a “tell-all” special after the finale with the cast and Marlene King so I’m sure some will be answered there too…


Decided to make an opening credits video for the Marauders Era! 

“What many didn’t know was that [Marlene Dietrich] was part of an American espionage organization called the Office of Strategic Services, or the OSS. She was one of the entertainers working for their Morale Operations division. The MO sponsored a radio program in Europe called Soldatensender West, which consisted of Allied News and American songs translated into German. Some of them were popular songs played only so that the soldiers would stay tuned for the propaganda that would follow. Others openly mocked the Nazi leaders. Still others were sad songs designed to make the German soldiers weary of fighting.

Marlene Dietrich was one of the singers who made recordings for the MO, and one of her songs was, of course, ‘Lili Marlene.’ Although her German recording of the song was often played on Soldatensender West, once she was given an opportunity to sing it live for the broadcast. As soon as the microphone was handed to her, she shouted in German, ‘Boys, don’t sacrifice yourselves! This war is shit! Hitler is an idiot!’ Then she began to sing ‘Lili Marlene.’ 

Did any German soldiers hear her pleas and her sad German love song? According to the hundreds of German POWs who were interviewed after the war, a great many of them listened to [the station] during the war even though the penalty for doing so was death. And it is certain that the Nazi leaders heard both her entreaty and her song. They were furious! A famous German-American entertainer was denouncing Hitler and calling on German soldiers to give up the fight. What would they do to her if they caught her? Marlene knew that she must never find out.”

Women Heroes of World War II: 26 Stories of Espionage, Sabotage, Resistance, and Rescue by Kathryn J. Atwood.

  • James: So, who broke it? I’m not mad, I just want to know.
  • Lily: I did, I broke it-
  • James: No. No, you didn’t. Sirius?
  • Sirius: Don’t look at me. Look at Moony.
  • Remus: What? I didn’t break it.
  • Sirius: Hmm. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
  • Remus: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken.
  • Sirius: Suspicious.
  • Remus: No, it’s not!
  • Peter: If it matters…probably not… Marlene was the last one to use it.
  • Marlene: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap.
  • Peter: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the tea stand at Hogsmeade earlier?
  • Marlene: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Peter!
  • Lily: Alright, let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, James.
  • James: No. Who broke it?
  • Remus: Prongs, Mary’s been awfully quiet…
  • Mary: Really?!
  • Remus: Yeah, really!
  • [Cut to James in another room, the rest of them fighting in the background]
  • James: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.