“No one is more shocked than I.” Sirius shrugs. “But that only leaves my schedule wide open for a sneak preview tonight of the honorable James Potter’s first date.” He shifts his eyes slyly to Remus’ face, and Remus knows immediately what’s coming. “What do you say, eh, Moony? Let’s make a night…
June 2013
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“Sirius watches the dark door where Remus has gone, absently shrugging off his jacket. He is not a particularly deep thinker when it comes to other people — their tics, their surprises, their strange animal needs, all seem to him something of a waste of time and much better communicated by straight talk or at least straightforward deceit — and so it unsettles him that he is so much aware of every part of Remus’s existence. There are times when Remus’s presence in a room makes him feel like the sun, and then there are times like this, when Remus makes him feel large and clumsy as a blind elephant. Sirius, who has been trained to move elegantly since he could barely move at all, cannot decide if this off-footedness that Remus inspires in him is horrible or fascinating.”
—Shoebox Project (via owlloveyouforever-)
“Ahead of him, gray through the wild lines of rain, he can almost make out the crooked little shadow of Remus’ house, pinned against the edge of its little village like a fly on paper, and he thinks of how Remus will yell at them when he sees them. Well, he won’t yell exactly; Remus never yells. But he’ll get that look on his face like the two sides of his mouth are trying to squirm in opposite directions, that look he gets when he’s trying to be serious and wanting to laugh, and he’ll give them some very pointed words; and even so he will have to turn around, as he always does, as if to keep Sirius from seeing that warm, incongruous, goofy smile breaking out over his face.”
—Shoebox Project (via owlloveyouforever-)
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“Erm,” Sirius ventures after a time, having ascertained that he still has most of his limbs, although some of them are either numb or should be numb. “How do you know if you’re paralyzed?”
“Well, for one thing, you can’t move.” Remus’ voice is inches away and miles off. Sirius forces himself to…
“You’re disgusting. You’re pathetic. You smell like a diseased monkey. I’m going to kill you.”
“Pete. Your molecules are moving.”
“They are? Where?”
“If you just concentrate hard enough they’ll stop.”
“Oh God. My molecules. Oh God. They’re moving. Remus. Remus, help me.” —Shoebox Project (via hiccupingpixies)
“They are? Where?”
“If you just concentrate hard enough they’ll stop.”
“Oh God. My molecules. Oh God. They’re moving. Remus. Remus, help me.” —Shoebox Project (via hiccupingpixies)
"I'm never going to have sex," James says. "Life no longer has any meaning. Neither do breasts. I'm becoming a nun. Do you want to help me research nunneries?"
“It’s all witticisms until someone loses an eye.”
—Sirius Black, The Shoebox Project (via jesusbloodyfuckmoony)
“Moony,” says Sirius rather severely, “I am getting the distinct impression that you are not hip to my jive. Are you or are you not hip to my jive?”
-Shoebox project, chapter 23
Favorite quote from the first 'chapter'
Anyway how can you resist a face like this? …You can imagine the face I am making right now. It is utterly pathetic and woeful
“Pants,” Peter says longingly. “I dream of pants.”
“Sorry, mate, I don’t speak pathetic bastard. Come again?”
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