#Mooney

[letraspal]

Time may change me, but I can’t trace time… *

[camywamycam]

introducing the marauders to muggle music for the first time

Sirius

you were sitting in the dining hall waiting for the boys to arrive when Sirius plops down next to you and snatches your walkman he was confused until you put the headphones on him Sirius is in absolute awe he only hears classical music at home so imagine showing a medieval British child quiet riot because that's him. "And you waited till now to show me this?!!" when you buy him his walkman and let him borrow from your collection of tapes he's the happiest person alive he starts getting really into "muggle culture" and eventually he is Arthur Weasley deep. It's the 70s, so he's in the prime days of rock, collects rolling stones magazines, and hides them under his bed at home you and the rest of the boys visit a muggle village and they are bouncing off the walls. Sirius buys his first pair of bell bottoms and he's going crazy when he finds a leather jacket.

James

James was always aware of muggle fashion since he and his mother take many strolls through muggle villages. when you take him to a muggle city terrified. you go to Hogwarts due to being expelled from Ivormony so you have to travel a long way to school so you never go back for holidays except for Hanukkah (or x mas for my Christians and atheists) your family invites your friends to stay for the summer and of course, they agree since you all have a little tradition of staying at each other's houses more than your own during the summer they all get lost. like really lost they are terrified you have to go out and find them and turns out the whole time they were behind your apartment you take them shopping and the whole time you guys are walking around the city they are sticking right behind you James is holding the strap of your bag in order not to lose you you take them to a record store which is where James is introduced to real muggle music and not muggle store music he makes you buy him a crap load of vinyl despite him not owning a record player he gets into loverboy (ironically)

swears he will pay you back but does in galleons

Remus Lupin

Remus already knows about muggle music being a half-blood he's out shopping with the boys and you and he doesn't see the harm in pointing out the record store nearby he's fooling around with them but also mocks them "oh my goodness Mooney look at this" "oh my goodness prongs whos david bowie?!" he says in a condescending voice he's embarrassed by how loud they are in the record store but he can't help being loud with them his reaction to hard rock from the time is "sounds a bit angry doesn't it?"

[boanerges20]

Marco Bezzecchi #72

[bigglesworld]

Mooney A2-A Aircoupe . At Frederick, MD, KFDK. In 2009

[storiesfrommouseton]

Last week my friends @alioks-blog sent me these cute Mickey and Mooney sketches.

The second one was drawn to my idea of ​​how the heroes returned home late after another adventure, and Manon was already falling asleep on the way. And... She called Mickey dad for the first time. For the first time since the adoption (at first she would call him by name, because... She needed time).

And, in general, I decided to try to sketch a comic(?) with Mickey's reaction.

(First surprise, and then quiet joy. When he is in his room)

[mooneytried]

its my birthday i think

[xxreader-writerxx]

Perfect

A/N: Alright I've come out of my hidey hole. I know you missed me ;) Anyways enjoy my perfect flowers.

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader (not yet dating)

Warnings: Nothing really. Just pure fluff.

Summary: Remus wants to preparefor your birthday but struggles to be perfect.

Word Count: 1.5k

It was a bright, sunny day as I walked across the courtyard. I giggle as a rogue pygmy-puff dashes across my feet. The fluffy hair tickling my ankles above my black shoes. I tuck my books into my bag because all my classes are done for the day. Scanning the yard for my favorite boys and snicker at the sight. Sirius tries to flirt with some Gryffindors and James ruins it by magically mocking him. I walk over and Peter pulls me into a hug.

“Finally someone to help me with these idiots.” He jokes into my ear quietly. I cover my smile and lightly hit his chest. My face morphs into a slight frown when I realize Remus isn’t with the boys. “And when I finally made the shot I could feel the rush- Yes darling?” Sirius asks when he feels the tap on his shoulder. “Where’s Rem?” I asked him since they were together last. “Oh last I remember he was skipping off to our dorm. Saying he had something to do.” He tells me and I kiss his cheek. “Thank you pads.” 

I giggle as he starts to rush an explanation to the Gryffindors in front of him, blushing furiously. I make my way inside. I smell what the elves are making for dinner waft through the hallways as I pass the painting to the kitchen. There are traces of mushrooms, steak, and bread in the air that could make any stomach growl. The best part of Hogwarts is that even the non-magical things that even muggles could do become magical just by default.

Fingers dragging along the cool stone walls, the bumps of the pillars halting them from time to time. The castle is warm but somehow the walls themselves have a type of independence, choosing to have a cool temperature that could save you from the day’s heat. The wallpaper of the walls goes all the way to the ceiling, delicate designs most likely made by fairies. The hallway is full of quiet chattering, footsteps, and laughter. Some students having clubs rush past to make it on time, others not having a care in the world letting time fly during the free time they have.

The fat lady comes into view, singing her famous “operatic” melody that might not break glass but certainly can burst an eardrum. Her pink dress ruffled looking like she’s been running around, most likely searching for an unwilling audience. “Password?” Her cultured voice sings and I nod. I tell her the password and the painting opens to show the common room.

The common room always smells of firewood and old books. A fire is crackling underneath a painting of an old man. I was half expecting to see messy brown curls tucked into the red sofa but it was completely empty besides a cozy blanket and pillows. Huffing, I look at the staircase that leads to the boy’s dorms and begin my journey. Posters scattering every other door, some muggle sports and some wizarding. The seeker of the Irish team winked at me as I passed by, making me a bit shy. He was always a flirt, making the boys I often have by my side huff about how he wasn’t all that charming.

Finally making it to the door I was looking for I raise my fist to knock but pause at the sounds inside. There’s crashing and rummaging like someone was looting around. Folding my hand around my wand I whisper “Alohomora,” there's a click signifying the lock opening and I turn the door knob. Opening the door quietly, hoping to not let any possible intruder know someone was entering. Instead of a burglar all I see is a cluttered room with a messy Remus in the middle of all the clutter. “Where is that damned thing?” He mutters to himself as he throws a shirt behind him, unknowingly landing on me.

I begin to pick up around the room, folding jerseys, putting trinkets back into their designated shelves, and other things as I slowly walk up to him. I place the folded clothes on Jame’s bed and place my hands softly on his shoulders and go on my tippy toes. “What are you looking for Remus?” I softly question and his shoulders relax for a second before they stiffen.

He flips around and I nearly fall if it wasn’t for him being there. He holds my wrists softly looking down at me. “What are you doing here?” He questions and I bite my lip. It does seem a bit strange that I welcomed myself into his dorm room unannounced. It’s normal for me when all the boys are in here but never when only one is inside. My face heats and I place my heels back on the ground. “Oh um- I’m sorry. I just- and you were-” I stutter and he smirks at me. “I’m not upset darling, I just wish it wasn’t a whole mess for you.” he tells me.

He looks behind him, still not breaking contact, using one of his hands to shuffle the mess on the table. He finally finds what he was looking for and takes his wand. “Scourgify.” He casts with a whip of his wand. The room around us starts to put itself away, as if an invisible maid or butler was making their rounds. He walks with me over to his side of the room and I notice that his foot is kicking a box under his bed. I quirk my brow and lean down grabbing the package. 

“No don’t-” He sighs, pinching his brow “...do that.” Looking at the package I smile. “Oh Remmy…” I gasp, placing my hand at my chest. “I- I was trying to wrap it for your birthday but… but-” He groans, flopping on his bed. “No one ever taught me how to wrap presents.” He whispers under his hands. My fingers trace the broken parcel around the present. There’s strips of tape trying to hold it together and the brown parcel is crumbled with a string holding it in place. “Oh Remus, how did you know?” I ask, feeling tears prick at my lashes. “Well I overheard you saying that you didn’t care much for your birthday and I- I couldn’t bear the thought. I also noticed whenever we were heading to the Broomstick how you eyed this. I scrounged some money together and bought it.” He blurts out and I climb next to him on the bed.

Lightly peeling his hands from his face, I smile at him softly. “Why are you so stressed? I love it, Remmy…” I tell him and his face stays solemn. “I wanted to make sure it was perfect, now I spoiled it and it’s all messy…” He frowns and I lay my hand on his chest, tracing small pictures across it. “Remus, it’s already perfect because you made it. You could’ve gotten me a stink bomb and I would’ve loved it.” I tell him and he holds my hand, squeezing it. “But it’s not. It’s all torn and I can’t find another roll of parcel.” He complains and I giggle. I raise my wand and wink. “Acio roll of parcel.” I smirk and he groans slightly laughing. “I didn’t think of that.” He mumbles and I reach out for the parcel floating towards us.

I pull him to sit on the ground with me. I reach for a box similar in size and he raises an eyebrow. “What’s this?” He asks and I shrug. “I’ll teach you.” I whisper and he wipes under his eyes though they are mostly dry. “Ok…” He whispers back and we get started. 

“So, I fold it like this… And how do I tape it without it unfolding?” He asks, holding down the triangle he just made. “Well you are a beginner and that is a high level move…” I joke and he rolls his eyes. “Here I’ll help you this time.” I say and quickly jut my hand out to take his place. My fingers graze the back of his hand and I jerk it back for a second. My face heats up in an instant and I place my hand back. “Ok…” He says, looking up at me. His nose nearly meets mine and we lock eyes. “You- You can tape it now.” I mutter, his hand unmoving. He makes a small noise agreeing but still doesn’t move his hand. “Your eyes always take my breath away…” He mutters under his breath and I gulp. So quickly I question if it even happened his chin moves closer, lips almost touching but never making contact.

He moves away and grabs the tape and I stay there amazed. I snap too once he finally tapes the last part and he laughs. “I did it!” He tells me and I nod happily. “I have no idea why you were so worried. I never took you as a perfectionist.” I say and he sighs. “Because it’s for you. I always thought you were the most perfect person I’ve ever met and wanted you to know that…” He admits and I smile. “Remmy…” I sigh, I lean closer only to be interrupted by Sirius barreling into the room. “You completely ruined my chances, you asshole!” He yells and I laugh, hiding behind Remus to dodge the pillows being hurled.

[aviatrix-ash]

Normally I could care less about a Mooney, but this one is an eye catcher for sure🤩

Every angle of this bird is stunning 🤩

[nocternalrandomness]

1965 Mooney M20E out of Deer Valley Airport

[rileyomalley]

I don't think I ever shared Mooney here

Love the concept @/partycoffin has going with a muppet/puppet show inspired story, and absolutely adore the characters

so of course - a fan character. Mooney teaches kids about the moon cycles as well as facts about the stars/constellations. Perpetually sleepy.

[currently-munching]

the Florida project is such an underrated movie.

i was re watching it and this quote kinda stuck with me.

the movie is told through the perspective of a kid. the adventure, shared ice cream, swimming. the kids have an idea of the things surrounding them but they're still innocent, still unaware of the tragic things in the adult's lives that they are surrounded by.

when Halley beats up Scooty's mom, the focus is on the back of scooty's head, not the fight. the fight is in the corner and blurred. The kid doesn't see the fight like an adult would.When Halley's "guests" come, we only See Mooney in the bath, left to assume what was happening in the other room. Again, the kid doesn't see the prostitution, she just knows shes playing in the tub until some random needs to take a piss.

This quote is so tragically beautiful. Of course Mooney's favorite tree is a dilapidated, tipped over, mess. She doesn't focus on the moss and weeds, she focuses on the trunk. A trunk That's still good enough to sit on.

That's her life. The tree is barely hanging on, covered in moss and weeds and knocked down. Yet it still grows. Mooney loves the life she has, even though its a pretty crappy one. When she's dragged from her mom she is crying and screaming, she loves how she lives because she doesn't see the moss and weeds that cover her life. all she sees is the trunk underneath.

[roughridingrednecks]

Mooney

[opelman]

DUCATI / MARCO BEZZECCHI / ITA / MOONEY VR46 RACING TEAM by Artes Max Via Flickr: Gran Premi Monster Energy de Catalunya de MotoGP 2023 / Circuit de Barcelona

[the-suicidal-lizard]

Werewolves

Remus, at Hogwarts as a werewolf: *howls*

James, upon finding out his friend is a werewolf: Legend goes; that if a person who loves the werewolf says it's name, they'll turn back to normal.

Peter, confused: I thought you just threw clothes at them?

Sirius: *throws clothes at Remus* Goddamn it, Remus! Put your clothes on!

[storiesfrommouseton]

Sketches!☺

I have long wanted to draw their interactions)

1. Mickey makes the pancakes and Mooney does the calculations to flip the pancake efficiently. Until Mick drives her away from the hot frying pan

2. They were packing things to move to a new house. And when Mooney helped Mickey pack his things, she saw model airplanes on one of the shelves (and many other interesting things!)

3. Mickey tends to Mooney's wounds after the events of the pilot. Then they were informed that Manon would return to the orphanage...

4. Just my attempt at drawing hugs

5. Amelia and Mickey talk about parenthood

[tea-blankets-andstars]

Modern marauders headcanon

Remus owns a flip phone and he Refuses to get anything else