Just Watch Captain America Brave New World, And Here Are My Thoughts Throughout The Movie

Dude ever since I saw one of the tags for a reblog of one of my posts I legit can't stop thinking about femboy Barty, that man in a skirt and one of Evan 'with a quidditch player build' Rossier's jumpers on that covers most of the skirt.

Like I may be a lesbian but I am on my knees and screaming thank you very much. 🙇🙇

remus and sirius are concert buddies, peter and remus are science museum buddies, sirius and james are drinking buddies, james and peter are movie watching buddies, peter and sirius are chess buddies, remus and james are mischief planning buddies

A year younger Barty makes pedophile jokes the entire time Evan is of age, and he isn't.

Percy and Oliver is autism x adhd couple but I will argue that Percy has adhd while Oliver has autism

My rabbit hole has rabbit holed, so I don't know if this is a headcanon or fact, but is Luna related to Ollivander?

If so, I present to you wandmaker Luna Lovegood. Who continues the Ollivander wandmaker tradition. Not even because of Garrick, but because she finds it so interesting how the wands speak. And all the fine details that go into making a wand.

Rosekiller in the great hall always acting and sounding like they are in the start of a porno. Everyone sort of stays clear of them fully expecting them to start raw dogging on the table one day.

my unpopular marauders opinions

- remus is trans coded

- sirius and james were the tallest

- jegulus is a bad ship

- regulus is aroace

- snape was awful

- james was better for lily

- atyd remus is too mean to be canon (i like him he’s just not canon remus)

- peter was a good friend until the betrayal

- remus & james have an underrated friendship

- jily is one of the best maruaders era ships

- the slytherin skittles were terrible people and we’re acting like they’re all gay icons with tons of piercings who like wearing crop tops and blah blah

- ^ like no they were racists??

- i still don’t like jegulus if you’re looking for a good mlm ship WOLFSTAR IS RIGHT THERE

- rosekiller is a good ship i just don’t like how they’re characterized in fanon

- sirius wasn’t feminine

- remus is gay and sirius is queer

- sirius was a ladies man before he and remus got together

- marlene is a lesbian

- dorcas is also a lesbian

- marylily isn’t a good ship

- james is straight

- james was more sirius’s brother than regulus ever was

- sirius wasn’t a monster for leaving regulus he was just a kid

- hope lupin was an amazing mother

- remus wasn’t angry after the prank, just heartbroken. it was james and peter that were angry

- remus, peter and james were super close, especially post-prank

- snily is literally the worst goddamn ship ever

- wolfstar is oversexualized in the fandom

- remus had daddy issues

- james was desi

- the marauders weren’t that popular they were just nerds

- james has adhd

- remus is made way too mean/possessive/overly masc in 90% of fanon

- people make sirius gender-fluid just because he has long hair

Drift

Sirius burst into the Gryffindor dormitory after detention and nearly fainted.  

“Moony…” Sirius stammered, his voice cracking. “That’s…that’s mine.”

“I hope you don’t mind,” Remus yawned. He was curled up on Sirius’s bed wearing a pair of red plaid pajama bottoms, gray wool socks and…

And Sirius’s quidditch jersey.

“But…” Sirius’s tongue felt heavy and his brain felt sluggish. He couldn’t make words. He could barely make coherent thoughts.

“Sorry, do you want me to take it off?” Remus asked, sitting up slowly and moving to pull the jersey over his head.

“No!” Sirius said, practically diving across the bed at him. He didn’t know what would be worse for his predicament, seeing Remus in his jersey or seeing Remus without his jersey.

“I just was so tired after my shower,” Remus said sleepily, snuggling back onto Sirius’s pillow. “I couldn’t find my pajama shirt, and your jersey was right on your bed, so I put it on. Then I laid down, and I think I fell asleep, and…I hope you don’t mind.”

Whether or not Sirius “minded” was not really the problem. The problem was how cute Remus looked with the oversized jersey slipping off his shoulder, his fingers just poking out of the too-long sleeves, and the name “BLACK” emblazoned across his back. The problem was how Sirius’s pillow would smell like Remus’s woodsy scent of tea and moss and parchment, and the drowsy rasp of his voice making little shots of electricity fire up Sirius’s spine.

Normally Remus was all sharp sarcasm, standoffish mischief, and dry jokes, but in the days before the full moon, he was constantly exhausted and could drift off to sleep anywhere. His friends joked that he could probably sleep through a dementor attack. The Marauders would often find him curled up asleep in ridiculous spots, like the curve of the stairway up to the dormitory or on a window ledge in Gryffindor tower with his face planted in a book, and Sirius and James would take turns scooping him up and depositing him onto his bed.

Sirius had diligently ignored the bubbling, fizzy feeling he got in his stomach whenever Remus nestled his head into Sirius’s shoulder when he carried him across the dorm or when Remus laughed at one of his jokes at the lunch table. Remus was his friend, a Marauder, and there was no way—no way at all—he’d think about Sirius in any other way.

But now Remus was all adorable in Sirius’s quidditch shirt, laying on his bed, and now he was—no, Merlin, this was terrible—he was motioning for Sirius to come over.

“Spoon me,” he demanded through a yawn.

This was another thing that happened to Remus before the full moon. His usual “don’t touch me, don’t look at me” demeanor melted into a need for constant cuddles. It was James who usually obliged, and Sirius knew it was partly because James was essentially a hug in human form and partly to spare Sirius the mortification of having to snuggle the boy he was trying not to be in love with.

But now, James was in a separate detention with Peter, and Remus was pulling Sirius by the wrist onto the bed, and Sirius had no choice but to kick off his shoes, slot his knees behind Remus’s, and let his arm be dragged across Remus’s waist. Remus sighed contentedly, and Sirius felt the sweet little sound vibrate through his chest, making his skin tingle.

“Can I just sleep here tonight?” Remus mumbled into the pillow. “You’re a better cuddler than James or Pete.”

“Sure, Moony, whatever you need,” Sirius whispered, kissing the back of his head before he even realized what he was doing.

“Tomorrow, too, then,” Remus hummed back.

Well, Sirius thought, it’s official. I am truly screwed.

Written for the @wolfstarmicrofic prompt, "drift"

"The Winner Takes It All" by ABBA is so post first wizarding war wolfstar coded.

Thinking about how Regulus would be obsessed with eating a trans remus out. If he was aloud too, he would spend hours between his thighs, and he's pretty sure he'd just have to ask, and Remus would let him spend hours down their.