My new favourite headcanon that I made up, last night when I was supposed to be sleeping:
It’s that Pete made up all the marauders nicknames while he was high and the conversation went a little something like..
Remus: Pete how much did you have?
Pete: [very clearly high out of his mind] .. ‘othing.
Sirius: oh you’re absolutely wasted
Pete: nuhhh..
James: cmon Pete, let’s get you to bed
Pete: no!!.. you heard did ya?
James: sorry?
Pete: that people make nicknames.. like moonguy over there.. [lazily points his hand over to Remus’ direction]
James & Sirius: [laughing] moonguy??
Remus: oh my god.
Pete: I mean y’all.. don’t talk
Sirius: ..we can’t talk..?
Pete: yea.. you- have pads on your feet.. so you- *gags*
James: oh Padfoot come help me bring him to the bathroom *smirks*
Sirius: ..I hate you
Remus: Not so funny anymore is it?
Pete: oka.. moon..y
Sirius: ..moony..!
James: I like Moony better
Remus: I hate you all.
Sirius: *blows a kiss to Remus*
James: *helping Peter get to the bathroom*
Pete: why..?
Prongs: pardon?
Sirius: what’s he saying?
James: uhh, I don’t know
Pete: you have no..
James: who? ..Me or Sirius?
Pete: both.. you
James: what don’t I have?
Pete: noo uhh. no, no collar-
Pete: I see deers with collars in zoos..
James: well I don’t want to wear a collar, that’s for wild deer
Sirius: *walks in*
Pete: you should get a.. met.. ual one..
James: metal?
Sirius: a what?
Pete: Like a..
Sirius: a metal collar? What like a prongs? Aren’t they for dogs..-
Pete: prongs..! *hugs James*
Sirius: oh! Ha Prongs!! *hugs Pete & James*
Remus: huh?
Sirius: Pete came up with another nickname!
Remus: Hold up we’re not actually gonna use them? Are we??
Sirius: of course we are.. Moony
Remus: I hate you
James: *says from the bathroom* So Remus is Moony, Sirius is Padfoot and, apparently, I’m Prongs.
Remus: what’s Peter going to be?
James: well his Animagus is a rat so we can make something out of that-
Sirius: ..rattail..!
Remus: rat’s tails look like worms kinda.. or maybe-
Sirius: wormtail!!
Pete: nuh.. uh. *still over in the toilet*
James: it’s perfect.
And that’s how they got their nicknames, thank you for listening
Saves for later
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* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said
* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
* some more body language help
(hope this helps some ppl)
writers and artists will go "this isn't good enough." my brother in christ, you're creating something new out of nothing and expressing yourself creatively. your productivity and unrealistic standards of perfection do not define you or the worth of your art. you're doing great.
“So I never really knew you. God, I really tried to. Blindsided, addicted. Felt we could really do this, but really I was foolish.” But it’s actually just jegulus
It would have worked, but the person he’s trying to flirt with isn’t catching on..
“Forgive me, Peter. My lost fearless leader, in closets like cedar, persevered when we were just kids. It is something I did?”
But it’s James’ last words to Peter trying to figure out what he did to deserve this betrayal.
Walburga: you are not good enough for my son.
Remus: you’re not good enough for your son.
Walburga: pardon.
Remus: you heard me.
I want to give my 2 cents about the debate “would you prefer to be in the woods with a bear or a man?” So I wanted to give some reasons why picking a bear is the obvious answer:
Beforehand— The point is: it’s not that I will survive against the bear, it’s that I know how the bear will kill me.
• the bear will hurt you because he thinks you’re dangerous, the man will hurt because he knows your not.
• Both won’t stop if you say no, but the bear doesn’t understand what that means and the man does.
• With a bear the only fear is death.
• A bear sees a threat, a man sees an opportunity.
•The bear smelt fear, the man saw fear.
• A bear is violent by nature, a man is violent by choice.
• We can trust a bear to be a bear but can’t trust a human man to be humane.
• The worse thing a bear can do is kill you.
• The bear is doing it for survival, not fun.
• A bear will not seek my suffering.
• A bear can be reasoned with.
• The bear only has two thoughts: prey or escape.
• If I told someone a bear attacked me, they would believe me.
• They would find my body.
• Bears are more predictable.
• Bears is more likely to leave me alone.
• Bears only attack if that are hungry or scared.
• Bears will not act differently when it finds out you’re alone.
Marlene: gaslighting doesn’t work on me
Mary: ..oh?
Marlene: because I already don’t trust my, terrible, memory and I don’t care what really happened
Remus: he’d like me better if I wasn’t a “bitch”, I’d like him better if he wasn’t 5’9
Lily: I mean you’re both at a loss
Mary: But who’s actually gonna recover from this?
Marlene: Remus.
Walburga: you do not deserve my son.
James: you don’t deserve your son.
Walburga: excuse me.
James: you heard me.