(In Andrew and Neil's new house)
Andrew, after an exy game: Kevin you can stay in the panic room for now.
Kevin: Wait you guys have a panic room?
Neil, a little shit : Kevin, any room you're in is a panic room.
ao3 turns 15 today
reblog if youre older than ao3
every year the met gala rolls around and every year i am violently reminded of how sirius black would eat up every single theme. like no crumbs left. fully booked. walked the carpet and shut it down.
but THIS year?? with this theme?? androgynous sirius, ethereal, otherworldly, gender-defiant, draped in layers and lace and sharp tailoring and something feral behind the eyes?? he would have SERVED. like—no. you don’t understand. BEST DRESSED by a mile.
imagine it: sirius walking up those stairs in a tattered couture piece—something that looks like it was dug out of an ancient aristocratic crypt but is somehow still impossibly chic. a long, floor-grazing cape, heavy and regal, embroidered with silver thread that catches every flash. layered shoulder caps. sharp cheekbones dusted with silver shimmer. sheer black gloves. antique jewelry tangled like vines. velvet. lace. a corset, maybe. boots laced up. hair wild but purposeful. black nails. a veil, even??
anna wintour would’ve handed over the keys to the met. the met becomes his house now.
i’m genuinely at a loss for words. he would’ve embodied the theme so perfectly it would hurt. everyone else? attending. sirius black? ascending.
But amidst the gowns and glam, remember: palestine is bleeding. speak up.
So Nora imagined the tattoos to be in Arabic right? Which makes so much sense if you look at it from Kevin's pov.
Number 2 in Arabic looks like this, so turning this into a queen tattoo will be much more easier than using english numerals. Idk why I thought about this but I love this touch.
if you hc james as indian, halloween falls on the same day as diwali btw
imagine all the lights, laughter and love felt on the day, james is so happy to spend the day with people he loves.
people that care enough about him as a person to celebrate a holiday that has no special significance to them.
all for when his friends go home, for james to mistake the loud cracks of apparition outside of godric’s hollow for fireworks.
all for him to open his door, believing that sirius and remus just came back for more of his mother’s burfee
only for him to be faced with the killing curse, that, ironically enough, looks a lot like the green of the colored sparklers he had bought for harry to play with.
Adam : I will be praying for you.
Ronan : Well, that's comforting.
Ronan : Knowing you're an atheist.
You are so damn right ma'am.
they need to hurry tf out of the trc adaptation so Robert Sean Leonard can still play gansey sr.
“i wish you could be kissed, jane.”
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