My Favorite Headcannon- Remus: Casanova Of Griffindor Tower

James, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Sirius, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

Remus: what the fuck are you guys doing?

James: playing systemic oppression

My fanart based on the fan fic Melodrama on ao3!

Don’t repost! (And if you do, credit me. Or I will haunt you down)

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It’s so cute thoooo

hey look it's me again, drawing another picture from Brave Face by @zoemillinwrites, predictably, because i am obsessed

can you tell i haven't figured out quite how i wanna draw sirius yet? :P

I NEED HELP!!

I am writing a fic which includes wolfstar, jily, dorlene, rose killer and… STRICTLY?!?!?!

Do you guys want a multiple pov or just a Remus?

Lemme know your ideas for what dances you would like to see! (Foxtrot, American smooth, samba ect.)

Also what songs? I have a few lined up myself but I’m wondering what songs you guys would like!

I also NEED a title!

It will be on AO3, under the name My_Leige123.

Hope you can help me tumbler users

slughorn: you’re too young to be tired, mr. lupin

remus: and you’re too old to be alive yet here we are

POV: the gremlin next to you is doing some friendly scetching…

Wolfstar is so funny because Sirius really said Remus was beautiful in his wolf form, and Remus still thought Sirius was breathtaking after 12 years in prison, looking ragged and not having had a shower in over a decade.

Lily would try and go to St Mungos on the claim of insanity after realizing she liked James

what non-jily fans don't understand about lily realising she has feelings for james is that the whole deal was NOT cute. lily was screaming and trying to jump from the astronomy tower from the embarrassment while mary and dorcas tackled her down and marlene was pissing her ass off in the background. THAT is jily

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James: Moony yk what I just realised? If Regulus married me, Sirius would officially be my brother-in-law. And when you marry Sirius we'd be some form of brother-in-laws too! We'd all finally be officially related!!!

Remus: Wait, yeah..Merlin, that'd actually be aces!! So then, if one of us winds up in Mungo's again, we won't have to argue to see them- we can just barge right in because we're officially family!

James: That's so fucking morbid. Moony, how did you even get there?

Sirius & Regulus, watching them from the shadows, unnoticed:

Regulus: So Remus actually has no idea about the ring you've been carrying around for more than 2 months, I presume?

Sirius, gazing fondly at Remus: *sighs* Yeah, no, I haven't asked yet nor has he found ou-... Wait, HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE RING??

I’m adding this 😭😭

Character Movements — When They’re in Love (and Probably Don’t Want to Admit It)

Love doesn’t just blush and flutter. It aches. It stumbles. It leaks through the cracks, even when a character is trying to play it cool. Here’s what love looks like when it’s happening in the body before the character’s brave enough to say it.

╰ They lean in—and don’t realize it.

It’s instinct. Subconscious. Like their body is quietly screaming, closer. A slow drift during conversation. A head tilted slightly too far. A step forward they don’t take back.

╰ They can’t quite make eye contact—but they can’t stop looking.

They glance. Look away. Glance again. Maybe their gaze drops to the mouth. Maybe it hovers on the hands. Eye contact is too dangerous, it sees too much, but looking away entirely? Impossible.

╰ They fidget in specific, revealing ways.

Tugging sleeves. Adjusting jewelry. Touching their mouth when the other person talks. These aren’t nervous tics, they’re little release valves for all the don’t-say-it-don’t-feel-it energy.

╰ They mirror the other person.

Their gestures sync. Their laughs overlap. They cross their arms a beat after the other person does, and don’t even notice. Their body’s doing the bonding for them.

╰ They hover instead of touching.

The space between two people in love-but-not-there-yet is holy. Brushing hands. Shared drinks. Standing so close their shoulders almost touch, but never quite. Like if they make contact, it’s game over.