Theres This Wnba Player Who Is Clearly Gay (like Butch, Tats, Tongue Piercing, Publicly-had-a-gf Gay),

remus was NOT a casanova

the only marauders described to flirty, handsome, or popular were sirius and james tyvm

this is every poll about the marauders and i for one am SICK of the lies

Fuck James Potter for stealing my husband and wife. I hate your bisexual ass! Fuck you! Who told you to be so annoyingly gorgeous and handsome and pretyy and sunny- ugh nevemind I want him too

Kittywater date night. Making a collage about the Drak Lord.

people who don’t have kids get dogs, and people who don’t have dogs get 25 plants which they name and talk to

i think we need more mean guy friend sirius. he is a bitch to all his female friends and they hit him (yes he knows we should stop no he won't go a day wo telling them they've gained weight)

SEND IT HERE ILL PROOFREAD

James and Sirius would be using the mirror and when they get interrupted (not sex, they're just talking) by one of James's parents coming into his room, Sirius would fake a loud, shameless and girly moan, which results in James slamming down the mirror so hard it almost cracks, which ends the mirror connection.

Mia/Monty does indeed think he's watching porn and it results in an awkward silence, then a flustered, stuttering James trying to explain himself, which makes him look even more suspicious.

Sirius is losing his shit, cackling on the other side.

...after so many similar incidents, with Sirius pulling the same joke, James eventually learns to end the mirror connection to not give him the opportunity.

"Sirius loved James the most and got jealous when James talked to another" I say into the microphone of a disgusted crowd.

The crowd boos and I sigh, walking off the stage with my shoulders slumped, preparing my will of leaving all my letters that say, "James was the one Sirius truly loved the most" to my cat named "Prongs". Suddenly, some bodyguard aurors come in, grabbing my arms, taking me somewhere. "This one is definitely the girl, time to take her to the white room with rats". My eyes widened in realisation. The- the room with rats. I screamed, high pitched and deafening, "Please, I-I beg, I have a wi-"

"She's right."

I look up, startled, I see a tall, beyond handsome man in perfectly tailored Gryffindor robes. Sirius Black. Black stood there, smirking like the smug git he was.

The crowd gasped as Sirius Orion bloody Black stood there, confirming the once believed to be impossible. The aurors let my arms go, confusion bestowed upon their faces.

I crawl on my knees at Sirius' feet like he was some type of Greek god, assuming this is what Sirius would do to the James both Sirius and I have mentioned before.

"Th-thank you, I can now peacefully return home to my wife and cats at home". The crowd gasped. I looked around with my tear-stricken face as the bodyguard aurors from before looked horrified like I just announced I was the next survivor of the killing curse. They looked in their notes, "Thi- this can't be true! It just can't be".

My confusion deepened as they pulled out new papers, "In her reports, it says she doesn't ship Wolfstar. Yet here she says she has a wife and cats at home, and she's a woman". I looked around, the crowed murmuring in confusion at my lesbianism.

"How's that possible?"

"A non-homophobic- no, a lesbian- saying they don't ship Wolfstar?

"She's bluffing"

"Perhaps we've all just been wrong this whole time and we've just never see-"

"Oh, silence, don't talk with that nonsense"

Some noises upon the stage brought my attention along with the crowds. Everyone saw that the smug prat Sirius Black had dragged the James Potter himself, wearing Sirius' leather jacket, holding him tightly, saying he'd let everyone die if it meant James would be safe. I swore I saw a dust of pink across the aloof Black's cheeks.

The bodyguards dropped the notes, their hands trembling.

The crowd all had different levels of astonishment, and I swear I saw someone faint. Beaming, I confidently say into the fallen microphone.

"SIRIUS LOVED JAMES THE MOST AND GOT JEALOUS WHEN JAMES TALKED TO ANOTHER"

your conscious movements have already been planned by your brain milliseconds before you decided to make them :)

they had people make random arm movements and report when exactly they decided to make them, all while recording their brain activity

i think this says some really neat stuff about how we view consciousness. esp in joint with the fact that damaging certain areas of your brain can change your personality fundamentally

Chapter Two of my Maysilee!Victor fic 🫶

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64306042/chapters/165836164#workskin