#frickin 1 am post

[usodeshou]

You know tfw you have to do something and you're so annoyed by it and so reluctant to sit down and actually do it that literally anything else will seem a lot more interesting and worthwhile doing and your focus defiantly refuses to stay on the thing and instead wildly bounces around, bored out of its mind and scoffing at you for demanding that it stay on this absolutely pointless and ridiculous thing because are you frickin' serious???

And you have to reign it back in and sit it down even though you absolutely agree, it *is* completely pointless and a complete waste of time but you have no choice but to do it anyway, it's just one of these things to get done and over with and if you'd just let me- no- get back here!!! ...Anyway, you know tfw something that feels like a waste of time takes ten times longer to finish because you can't wrangle your focus into submission and concentrate on the thing for shit? 🙂

My apartment looks pristine now, though.

#just me rambling #I said I'd probably be ready to hand it in yesterday #I did not hand it in yesterday #I haven't even started #it's not even that much I just have to do it goddammit #this is starting to get embarrassing #and very annoying #which is probably good cause if I'm annoyed enough that might actually spur me into action #frickin' ridiculous #seriously though my apartment hasn't been this tidy and clean in forever it's kind of amazing #I am very much stalling #this entire post is written with my focus lounging around on the couch smirking at me in temporary victory #yes 'temporary' don't think I don't know what you're doing! #think of all the things we could actually properly enjoy once the thing is out of the way!? #I'm begging pleading bleeding release me from this agony #anyway #feeling incredibly sane thank you very much #it is 10:01 and that is very visually pleasing 😌 #maybe I should start small #step 1: open the first word document #just to look at it you know? 🙂

[spydertrans]

it's my birthday today. i'm 20 🤸🏾‍♂️🕺🏾💥🎉

#i changed my age in my pinned post and everything #currently it's 6:06 a.m. (i woke up at 5) and i'm up this early because 🐻 and i are going to the ZOO #it opens at 8 but we have to get there by train so we gotta leave early #i am so sleepy. i hardly slept last night because i'm so excited and nervous. i just might fall asleep on the train #i'm still really excited (and nervous) though like i cannot frickin' wait #i haven't hung out with 🐻 just 1 on 1 in a WHILE. like a year or so at least #and i haven't been to the zoo since... 7-8th grade? which in retrospect is not that long ago but it FEELS like forever ago #i don't remember jack shit from my last visit other than coming back with two panda ear headbands that i wore almost up until i graduated #it's supposed to rain all day though which is ableist and homophobic and racist and transphobic but we'll have umbrellas so it's okay #even if i do get wet it'll be okay because i know i'll be having too much fun to care #i haven't actually celebrated my birthday (and enjoyed it) in some odd years now so i'm just so very ^_^ :] :D XD right now #guh. 🐻 can't get here fast enough #miles mouths off

[mossrockpog]

Dsmp memes i made a while back and forgot to post, ID included

The swear word (there was only one) is censored because I cannot swear for religious reasons and thus can't type it

[ID: DSMP characters edited to be text posts.

Post 1:

C!Philza: He actually turned his life around

C!Quackity (Butchers Army): That's a shame I hope he relapses and dies. Right now.

Post 2:

C!Wilbur: I don't trust birds. frickin hollow bones. suspicious. what are you hiding in there

Post 3:

A yelp review with 4 stars.

C!Georgenotfound: Nice restaurant. Very attentive staff only deducted a star as there was a man murdered beside me towards the end of my meal

Post 4:

C!Badboyhalo, with his egg arc skin: the horrors are returning everyone!!!! clap if you're excited for the horrors

C!Badboyhalo, with his normal skin: (weakly) did everyone have fun at the horrors

Post 5:

(A Twitter post. The display name is "hamilton kinnie" and the @ is lmanbur.) Gimme a pen paper and 3 adderall I'll rewrite the constitution myself

Post 6:

(A series of spammed text messages.)

C!Tubbo: Do it and you're cool (Repeated 3 times.)

C!Tommy: DO IT AND YOU'RE COOLLLLLL

C!Ranboo: THIS IS PEER PRESSURE (Repeated 6 times.)

Post 7:

(A Twitter post. The display name is "subscribe to technoblade" and the @ is technoblade.)

C!Technoblade: im not former gifted student. i am still gifted. put me in a fourth grade class i'll annihilate them all like i did the first time

Post 8:

(A reddit post. C!Quackity's disheveled post-Slimecicle's death skin is pictured beside the post.)

(Post title) MY INTENTIONS ARE GOOD IM TRYING !!! !!! !!! !!!

(Post text) Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Post 9:

(A Twitter post. The display name is "newest syndicate member ig" and the @ is c!connor.)

C!Connoreatspants: honestly i dont even play an active role in my life.. stuff just happens and im like oh is this what we're doing now ok

Post 10:

Slimecicle: Not wearing glasses anymore. I've seen enough

/end ID.]

#dsmp memes #c!philza #c!quackity #c!wilbur #c!gnf #red banquet #c!bbh #c!benchtrio #c!tommy #c!tubbo #c!ranboo #c!techno #c!connor #c!slimecicle #dsmp

[thatoneguy031]

Real talk? Real?? Real?!

Why on EARTH was the cast of The Owl House so drippy?!

(A sort of breakdown from someone that's only kinda sorta kept up with the show... Me, Guy.)

Spoilers too, I guess...

Look at our favorite witch-in-training, Luz Noceda. As we can all see here, she's wearing Eda's varsity jacket when she attended Hexside. Level with me, the jacket alone was enough to be a super-dope outfit, but she took it one step further and even wore matching pants, too! Heck, she even tied up her hair in a bun, for crying out loud! She kept the aesthetic of "I'm able to stay calm, but I'm not afraid to kick your butt when the time comes."

And here's another frame of yet another scene...

Luz dancing with Amity during that one Grom episode...

She wanted to look fancy while she boogied with her soon-to-be girlfriend(At the time, anyway), so she decided to wear what exactly? A tutu, and a frickin' tuxedo! Wonderful! Fabulous! It's all so wild, but you can see that not only did Luz have a plan, it worked danged-near flawlessly! And of course, she decided to wear dance shoes, as well.

And you know what?!

I'm still not done.

I'm going to be real with you here. This is where the spoilers for the end of the show REALLY, REALLY begin! If you really want to watch the show without witnessing the beauty of Luz during [REDACTED], I HIGHLY suggest that you stay away from this post, and move on with your day! Please, leave!

...Are you still here?

Are you sure you wanna be here for [REDACTED]?

Alrightie, then...

3...

2...

1...

...

Okay, you asked for it.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Freaking. Bam. Meet Titan Luz.

This is near perfection in cartoon form. Luz looks like she told Amity's parents, "Your daughter calls me mommy, too." She looks deranged in the best way possible.

First and foremost, the cloak nearly perfectly displays everything she's done throughout the series. The glyph on her chest, the bones appearing along the tips and edges of it, referencing her "magic donor", Arin Hanson- I mean Papa Titan(...Is he just called Papa King by the TOH fandom, or am I being dumb? Since, y'know, he's King's dad? I don't know, but back to the comedic analysis).

For Hootie's sake, she even somehow has longer, puffier hair, giving Eda a wink-wink-nudge-nudge without saying a thing. Even further, her eyes turned a pitch-black with yellow irises, making sure that King himself is involved with references as well.

Y'know, this reminds me of a character that I've had written out for a while. Y'all won't see her for a long, long while, but just know that she's tied to this in a way. Backstory aside, she has this one... form, let's call it, where she kind of becomes a vampire. This aspect of her is derived from an art account I follow, I won't say who until the time comes, but she also likes using her legs as her main means of attack, not only calling back to Izuku from MHA, but to her friend who she loves dearly, like a family member.

Back to the main point, I love characters that reference multiple other characters they have a connection to without being overbearing, which is why I love Titan Luz's design. Above all else, this proves that Luz really cared for everyone that has helped carry her this far, and was willing to fight for them, even after her death. And Eda even teaches her magic the way she said she would as early as the second episode of the series, iirc. And, something even more wild, is that Luz sort of looks like Azura, as well, even using one of her quotes for the finishing blow on Belos...

"...NOW EAT THIS, SUCKAAA!"

Admittedly, I don't know much about Luz's palisman, but I do indeed see that they're a cute little snek dude! ...Like how Luz freaked out the school and her principal with those snakes in the first episode(At least, I recall it being the first episode)! Everything about Luz's design is just... It's all just. So. Good.

...Look. I originally wanted to make a fun little ha-ha post about how stylish the characters from The Owl House were, as I highly respect this show and loved it, from the moment I saw King, to the very end of the series where the Collector gave Luz and the Hexsquad the ability to travel between realms, but seeing this transformation and taking the time to dissect her Titan Form design... It really brought me to tears. Not just because the show's actually over, but because I loved it with everything I could give. The way the show handled its characters, even with the rushed development that Disney demanded(Those freaking warm toilet seats), was phenomenal, given the circumstances.

I'll make a post talking more about King and just... him, I guess, but this post is already long enough as it is. Maybe even Eda, Hunter, Gus and Willow as well, if this post really makes its rounds.

#The owl house #toh luz #owl house #Spoilers #king clawthorne #eda clawthorne #hunter toh #toh willow #gus porter #papa titan #titan luz #toh amity #luz nodeda

[depression-napping]

(Sorry this is much later than I expected to post!)

Ok everyone we did it, we went to Artnia and ate the Vincent pasta and it was beautiful

Full review of Artnia below the cut ❤️

For those curious, Artnia is an official Square Enix Cafe in the middle of Shinjuku that looks like an egg. It’s a bit quieter and smaller than the Square Enix Cafe in Akihabara.

Making a Reservation

You can make a reservation if you live in Japan and have a Square Enix account, but if you don’t, there may be a few spots available for walk ins. It’s recommended to go early, when they open at 11am, to make a walk in reservation. Also, try weekdays for better luck (we went on a Monday). We dropped in at around 12pm and there was space available at 5pm, so we took it right away. They also stop serving food after 7pm I believe, but you can still order drinks.

While it is helpful to know enough Japanese to comfortably make an order, the staff is helpful, friendly, and speak sufficient English. Lots of foreigners visit because it’s a Square Enix cafe, so Japanese isn’t necessarily required.

When you walk in, you can go to the register and tell them you do not have a reservation, but want to ask if they have any space available for that day. If they do they will give you a ticket for an available time and you can come back if it’s later in the day. You can reserve for up to 4 people but you may have better luck for 1 or 2 guests only.

Note that their primary clientele is local Japanese residents, so they do not have an English menu. If you need to, you can use Google Translate’s camera function to better understand what you’re ordering. Not all ingredients are listed, so take caution if you have special dietary needs.

The FFVII Rebirth Menu is time limited and split into 2 parts. The menu items with the yellow triangles say “prior period” and ended on 4/4, so you can’t order them anymore. The ones with the green triangles say “later period” and are available from 4/5 thru 5/10. Blue corners are available throughout the duration of the event (they’re notably Cloud/Sephiroth themed of course).

But what about the pasta

Ok so on to the important part! You already know what I ordered.

Here’s the menu item description:

ヴィンセントデュアルパスタ

二色のパスタでヴィンセントの持つ二面性を表現しました。スパイシーなアラビアータと濃厚なイカスミパスタをご堪能ください。

Vincent Dual Pasta

“A two-color pasta represents the dual faceted nature that Vincent has. Please enjoy* this spicy arrabbiata and rich** squid-ink pasta.”

(*ご堪能ください　go-tannou kudasai means “please enjoy” but it also means “please feel free to satisfy yourself/to have your fill of…” I’m just gonna let ya’ll fill in the blanks on that one 😘)

( ** 濃厚 noukou (rich in taste) can also be translated as passionate hahaha)

I need to talk about the Squid-ink pasta first. It can only be described as bougie AF. Squid ink is already kind of extra. But I think it had frickin saffron ??? And edible gold leaf on top???? And I am fairly certain that in addition to like, a tiny sprinkling of Parmesan (this is obligatory for any remotely Italian meal) there was like, tiny black caviar?????

Saffron?? Caviar??? Edible gold leaf????

If you ever wondered whether Vincent would spoil the heck out of you, the answer is yes. Yes, he would. Only the best with our man ❤️

Squid ink aside, the more standard arrabbiata was also nice. As a pescatarian, I was nervous it would have meat in it, as a lot of spaghetti dishes in Japan generally contain meat. Luckily it seemed to be vegetable-based, there was like a single zucchini or eggplant slice in there somewhere 😂 (Personally, I think a meat-free option suits him better. It’s like, slightly more compassionate than straight up bolognese or something).

Arrabbiata is made with tomatoes, garlic, olive oil, and dried chili. (He pretends to be a vampire so he can get free garlic, guys) It also means “angry” in Italian (or spiciness pushed to excess). This is Square Enix basically telling you they know he is the hottest FFVII character. He’s not just hot. He’s spicy.

Ok but. Was it actually spicy? No, thankfully. Except for wasabi, Japanese cooking tends to be on the milder side anyway—but it did come with some chili peppers as a garnish, in case you want the full experience, lol.

Speaking of garnishes, what is that green thing in the middle?

It’s rosemary.

WAIT LET ME GOOGLE SOMETHING REAL QUICK

…

Oh lord did the people coming up with this concept do their research:

“Rosemary is the symbol of remembrance, friendship and love and was thus used in wedding ceremonies.” (It also has historical links to the Virgin Mary.)

That’s not just a random herb. That’s the most important part. Like?????????????? Is anyone else ok????? I’m glad I didn’t look this up in the cafe or I would have started ugly crying.

The Bottom Line

So was it good? Actually, yes! Artnia is a higher-end themed cafe than most (a lot of them get a bad rap for having barely edible food while overly relying on the fan aspects to carry the cafe). As a themed item it was close to perfect. The thought and care that went into this particular menu was apparent. I really appreciated that.

Also, this was super affordable as a meal. The yen is ¥0.66 = $1 right now, so this was under $10 😭 Caviar, saffron, squid ink and gold leaf for under $10? Seriously what the heck.

(Bonus, here is a terrible photo of the only Vincent decoration I could find in the store haha. It was kind of holographic?? And attached to the bar counter so I had to squat down to take a photo with my very old phone camera. Still made my heart go dokidoki)

The other items on the special menu were also really good! Husband ordered the “Cloud Black Omelette Rice” and he said it was some of the best omuraisu he had in Japan so far. Granted we are not the biggest consumers of omuraisu, but that has to count for something. We also tried the Cait Sith Mog Box drink (REALLY good, if you like Black Sesame) and the Gold Saucer Protein Juice (highly doubt it had any protein but it was a refreshing orange juice based drink).

Plus, for every drink you order, you get a random free character coaster. Check my next post to see who I got ❤️

The special menu is ongoing until Friday, May 10! If a trip to Tokyo is in the cards for you, as an FFVII fan, I do recommend making a trip to Artnia ❤️

EDIT: I lied there is *one* Vincent figure on display and like two tiny pieces of merch (which I will post later, tumblr doesn’t like me rn)

#artnia #vincent valentine #artnia square enix #ffvii rebirth #square enix #square enix cafe #food review #idk if Vincent eats but if he did…? lolol #post for another day #ok the rosemary literally took me out when I looked it up

[raccoonfallsharder]

here are a few sneak previews of what we’ve got going on (this is really more to organize my thoughts and force myself to come up with titles than anything else)

upcoming rocket raccoon fics behind the cut

1. Window Across the Galaxy

aka long&angsty. hoping to start posting on Sunday or Monday.

Slooowww burn + eventual smut. elements of hurt/comfort because rocket is the saddest-angriest boy. Slight AU starting pre-GOTG volume 1 (but will hit most of the same major plot points).

Rocket is captured by a Ravager crew hoping to get rich off the excessively large bounty on his head. Throwing a wrench in everyone’s plans is the Terran girl they hired to do some freelance assessing on a recent haul of goods they’ve seized from a Xandaran luxury liner. Oops.

She looks at the rusted bars, and back to her brute of a tour guide, and sighs heavily. Slowly, she turns back to the cage, swaying toward the bars so she can peer in at eye-level. She’s immediately face-to-face with the creature. His ears are still pressed flat against his head, fur bristling, and he’s gazing back, clearly suspicious and probably - justifiably - feeling more than a little bit mean. She’s suddenly certain that if she got close enough, he’d take out her eyes. There’s no helping herself, is there? One corner of her mouth twists up in exhausted resignation and she nods. “Welp,” she says solemnly to the raccoon, “fuck me, my dude.”

2. Blackmail Material

(codename: pwp???). will probably post part 1 in a week or two.

just pure fucking smut. this was gonna be two parts but I'm leaning toward three now (smut // fuff // smut). probably takes place sometime after endgame but before volume 3? not that it really matters tbh because there is NO FUCKIN PLOT HERE. ur girl's got a praise kink so that'll definitely be featured per usual.

basically: rocket finds your vibrator.

“I’ll tell you what,” he offers up, still grinning that shit-eating grin. “I won’t say a word and I’ll give it back to you. You can even keep whatever batteries are in it.” That sounds too good to be true. You raise a brow and cross your arms in front of your breasts. “If?" “If you let me watch you use it,” he challenges, eyes daring you. “For science.”

3. Domestic Scenes in Space Travel

(codename: ok sweatshirt girl.) i dunno -maybe post the first one by mid-august?

Comics-inspired but not exclusive - just a buncha feel-good fuffy one-shots and equally feel-good smutty one-shots. Series of slice-of-life readerxrocket one-shots following The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl.

“Just try not to push any buttons or pull any levers till you know what they do.” You snort. “I fully intend to keep my hands completely to myself unless I have your explicit permission to touch.” Rocket leers. “That could be fun.” Your eyes narrow. “Space Pilot, I’m gonna need you to focus on the task at hand so I don’t end up accidentally jettisoning us.”

4. Other Duties As Assigned

(codename: schemers, dreamers, & multicalendar memers) i don't have an intended outcome for this fic yet so while i am VERY much enjoying it, i first need to grapple with whether or not i'm okay posting something that may be unfinished. i usually try to avoid that.

I have no idea whether this will get smutty or not (probably, knowing me?). Begins five months after The Snap.

Natasha Romanoff is an administrative nightmare - a fact that does not go unnoticed by the (interim) captain of the Milano. First she demands that the remaining two Guardians of the Galaxy be reachable via a primitive Terran messaging system, and then she can't be bothered to read the frickin' emails.

Thank fuck she's hired a new assistant.

**THIS MESSAGE IS ENCRYPTED** To: <[email protected]> From: &lt;[email protected]> Subj: re: WHAT THE FUCK RED Date: Monday, September 24, 2018 7:34am well that’s probably the nicest message I’ve gotten since I hacked the internet I’m gonna have to kill your boss though

(a super-secret spoiler sidenote - i have a formula and I shamelessly overuse it, so there are no surprises here: girl falls first, raccoons falls harder. every fuckin time friends.)

#rocket raccoon #rocket raccoon fanfiction #rocket racoon x reader #gotg rocket #rocket raccoon x oc #rocket raccoon x you #reader insert #gotg fanfiction #guardians of the galaxy #rocket x you #fanfiction

[zeroducks-2]

An entry for the Bad Things Happen Bingo card that I received ages ago, at the voice "Lotus-eater machine". Can you believe I'm still doing this! Cause I frickin can't! (Jk I am working on a lot of these at the same time because I can't be normal. I have cramping, parrilla and captive push basically ready to post. "Then why don't you do it, Zero?" I actually have no idea. It has to be the executive dysfunction)

Also, this is the 10th and likely last installment of my Sladick connected fics. And also the hour is ungodly but I had promised a commenter I would have posted this today, and today it is. If you're reading this dude, love ya.

If you don't know and are curious as to what a "Lotus-Eater machine" is, go here.

#bad things happen bingo #lotus-eater machine #sladick #dickstroke #my fanfictions

[artistic-argonian]

So I watched season 2 of She-Ra today and I need to talk about this.

Of course, some spoilers for She-Ra season 2 below the cut. I don't intend to make many posts like this, if any more at all, but I almost cried at a cartoon today and it caught me off guard so here we are writing an essay.

So, as you've read in the title I binged the entire second season today and I knew this show would get me emotional and hit hard going in, but one thing I did NOT expect was to find myself getting emotional this early on due to relating so hard to a character, that being the (so far) best girl: Scorpia.

Ever since her introduction I've loved Scorpia as a character, I've always been a fan of gentle giants who are super friendly but also can kick ass when necessary, and I enjoy her dynamic with Catra and the other Horde soldiers. I like how despite working with the villains she tries to be a good friend and be there for people she cares about, and when I got to the episode, "White Out", I got hit by an unexpected brick of relatability right in the feels.

In the episode we see how Scorpia tries and fails to bond with Catra, who's not too interested as she focuses on the mission and her own emotional baggage, which results in her becoming insecure about their relationship. Later on when she's stuck with Adora, she's jealous and frustrated by how well the latter knows Catra with the two having grown up together in The Horde, feeling that she can't compete with that. She wants Catra to lower her guard and let her in but it's not happening no matter what she does. She loves her and wants her to know she's there for her, but feels like she can't have the kind of connection Adora had with her. This is further explored in her conversation with Sea Hawk, who's got similar issues with feeling insecure in his own relationship with Mermista.

It was during this scene that I found myself actually getting teary-eyed and audibly saying to myself, "Why do I relate so much to this? I didn't expect to feel this way about a frickin' scorpion lady!" And the reason why is because, though not to the same extent or in exactly the same way (I read it as Scorpia possibly having a crush on Catra as well,) in some ways I've been where she is in that scene emotionally. I've had times where I've felt like I want to be close with someone and be there for them, but also like I can't compare to other people in their lives who've been around longer than me. And while I didn't and don't feel neglected like Scorpia does, I'm someone who is (or at least tries to be) very loyal to my friends, and makes an effort to let them know how much I appreciate them whenever I get the opportunity. Though I sometimes worry that because of who I am, it's not enough.

I've had times where I've seen mutual friends who've known each other for a long time (longer than they've known me) interacting and thinking, "God I want to be like that with them," but 1: I'm too shy and 2: I've not known them long enough in comparison to feel like I can, like my bond with them obviously can't be the same. I've had times where I've wanted to be close to people and learn about/get to know them but then worried about rushing or coming across as clingy or overbearing. I want people to be comfortable with me just like I am with them; to be their rock. But then feel like I'm crazy for that, especially if it's over a relatively short amount of time. Like, of course I can't expect that from anyone, nor should I. And so the line, "I can't compete with that... No matter what I do, I can't seem to break down her walls. You two... Even when you're trying to kill each other you can tell there's a real bond there." really struck a chord with me.

But, much like Scorpia in the episode, despite all that, I don't give up. When I care about someone, I'll stay by their side no matter what. Because they matter to me, and as long as I can do anything to help, even if it's just reaching out when I see a friend having a hard time and letting them know I'm there, then I'll do whatever I can and let them know how much they matter. Because that's who I am.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk about how a goofy buff lady with claws almost made me cry.

#she ra #she ra spoilers #scorpia #Holy shit this got long I'm sorry. #Everything I write unintentionally becomes a novel I swear.

[firsttimewriter92]

Everything Black Pt. 2

This is a Post Azkaban Sirius Black x fem! reader (Muggle) fic I came up with. This is the first time I´m writing something like this and posting it, so let me know if you have any suggestions as to how I can improve my writing. I am not a native speaker so please keep that in mind :) Please, please don´t copy my work. If you want to repost, please do. I would love it if you tagged me, though :)

Warnings: Dark Wizard "fun" (not pleasent, only in description). Maybe Walburga Black and her screeching. Cheeky Sirius is a warning in itself.

Word count: 8.600 (big chapter, Pt. 1 was more of a teaser)

Summary: Dumbledore brings you to a strange place with even stranger happenings. You get to hear some comments about your host but what happens when you actually meet him?

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You felt as if someone was forcing you down a tube way too small for your body. Your stomach in knots your feet hit the ground hard. You almost fell, but a surprisingly strong hand caught your elbow and pulled you upright again. „Urrgh…what in the actual misty hell was that?“, you groaned out. „You just apparated. We travelled the fastest way we know.“ The old man answered a bit bemused. You shot him a glare holding your head. „We?“, you asked. „We as in Wizards?“. He nodded slowly. You shook your head, regretting it immediately. „That was awful…where are we anyway?“ you asked looking around. You were standing next to some bushes at the fence of some park. It was dark, only a dim streetlight on the other side of the fence showed a moderate street with typical architecture. Typical for „London?!“, you almost shouted.

 „But how? We were just—?”

 „Indeed, isn´t it fascinating?“, the old man asked now positively grinning at you.

„That´s one word for it“, you grumbled.

Now that your head and stomach began to feel normal again, the weight of what just happened started to settle. Before you could open your mouth, the old man started to walk towards a gate and out onto the street. You hurried after him opening your mouth, but he was faster again. „I am afraid questions need to wait Miss ___. There is something I would like to show you.“ You nodded and walked beside the man until he stopped. You stood in front of a baroque looking house with a big brass number 12 over the door. You did not know what it was, but the outside of the house already gave you shivers. It didn´t exactly look well taken care of. „Where are we?“, you asked. „This is the home of someone I know. Someone that could use your help“, he answered.

„My help? How am I supposed to help a frickin´ wizard?“ you asked him with doubt dripping from your voice.

The man started to walk towards the door. When you both stood before it, he held the door handle and said „There are some problems in this world that cannot be solved with magic, my dear. I have no doubt you will do an excellent job. Please make sure not to make too much noise.“

And with these words he opened the door, gesturing for you to enter first. For some eerie reason you trusted this weird old man. You stepped into a dark, long hallway. High ceilings were plastered with already peeling dark green and silver wallpaper and very old paintings. The air was heavy. You didn´t know if it was the dust or the overall threat that seemed to ooze out of every wall. To your left, there was a narrow flight of stairs that lead up to the upper floors. With a look upward you could see a giant chandelier hanging from a seemingly non-existent ceiling. Some soft light emitted from it. You walked further into the house wondering who in their right mind would like to stay in this house for longer than absolutely necessary. „To your left please, Miss___.“ You turned your head toward the old man and saw a door to your left. You opened it and found a flight of stairs going downward. You raised an eyebrow and looked at the man. „Ah, is this now the part where I actually die?“, you asked with a half-smile. The man chuckled and went down the stairs before you.

You began to hear faint voices. To your surprise you did not end up in a dingy cellar, but a kitchen. The layout of the house just did not make sense to you but then again, you were in the presence of a wizard and in the house of one. One side of the kitchen had three big windows. Given they were a bit dirty, but you imagined this part of the house to be brighter than the rest. A big wooden table stood in the middle of the long room and there where people sitting there. You peeked behind the wizards back to look at them. They had a heated discussion, so they had not noticed you yet. The old man cleared his throat. „Please excuse our tardiness, we ran into a problem“, he said with a kind voice. The voices stopped immediately to look at the newcomers. „Albus, about time“, a kind looking plump woman with red hair stood up. „Would you like some tea?“, she asked on her way to the stove. Albus? Was that the wizards name? How odd.

„That would be much appreciated Molly. Please prepare a second cup for our guest as well“, he said. The woman Molly turned around and saw you, now standing next to the old man.

 „Oh“, she looked a bit bewildered. „Yes, of course Albus. How do you have your tea, dear?“ she asked you now directly. The before- going bewilderment changed into a small smile.

„Ah…just milk, thank you“, you said giving her a small smile back.

 „Who did you bring with you, Albus?“ Another man stood from the table and walked towards you. He was a man in his mid to late 30´s you guessed. He had short brown hair and faint scars running across his face. His voice was a bit concerned as he reached out his hand to first shake the wizards and then yours.

„This young lady was about to run into trouble with some Death eaters when I joined. Seeing as she already saw them casting spells, I figured it would not be a good idea to leave her there. Everyone, I would like you to meet ___. And“, he held up a hand as he could see the question in everyone’s faces, „Yes, ___ is a Muggle.“

Death eaters, spells, apparating, men with scars across their face…your head was reeling but you tried not to let them see your inner turmoil. But…

“Hey!“ you exclaimed when you noticed every new person in the room just stared at you. Some with an open mouth. Molly even shot the old man a look of have you lost your mind?

„I may have only learned tonight that magic is real and all, but there is no need to call me names“, you said sternly and looked at the man called Albus with slits for eyes.

„Oh no need to worry, dear. Muggles are what we call people without magic is all“, Molly said in a haste as she placed two cups of tea on the table. You were still glaring but nodded. She smiled at you and patted the stool in front of the cup for you to take a seat. Albus remained standing up while accepting his cup. You now had a chance to look at the other two people in the kitchen. Another red headed man with glasses was looking intently but friendly at you. He opened his mouth but before he could ask a question the last person in the room plopped down next to you. A young woman, maybe your age with bright pink bubble-gum hair was grinning wildly at you. „Hey there. I´m Tonks, pleased to meet you“, she said with a bright voice. You couldn´t help but return a smile just as bright giving her your name again. „Soooo,“ the scarred man turned to you in his seat. „You escaped two death eaters, learned magic is real and met several wizards in one night. How is it you are not passed out or in need of alcohol?“ You took a sip of your tea and looked at him. Even though he looked like he didn´t much care about his appearance you noticed that he had very warm eyes and was over all not bad looking.

„Honestly, I might still lose it but…what I witnessed tonight was so much more exciting than what happened my whole life, so…I would honestly like to know more about this. And about the alcohol, I will take some if the offer still stands“, you gave him a lopsided grin. He smiled briefly at you, stood up and produced a bottle of amber liquid and some small glasses. „Yes. Now you are talking Remus“, Tonks snatched two glasses and the bottle from the table and filled them. Remus sat down again and with a slightly bowed head looked at her. One corner of his mouth quirked up. Was that a blush you saw?

Albus had been quietly talking to Molly and the other red headed man. „I mean, seeing that man moping around the place, maybe this is not such a bad idea.“ Molly said. „But Albus, a Muggle. She cannot leave knowing what she knows now.“

 „I am aware, Molly“, Albus said. „And if she wishes to leave, we have spells that can handle the situation“.

Molly still looked kind of concerned. „Do you think he will take kindly to her? I mean…he is a handful even for those who know him“, the red headed man said. „Arthur!“, Molly said with a frown. „He just came back from Azkaban and now he is stuck here. I do understand that his mood might not be the best. He is most cheerful when there is company around. It is worth a try at least“, she said. Arthur nodded. „You are right, my dear. We should try.“

„Excellent. In this case I would like to excuse myself. There is still a school to run“, Albus said with a smile.

„___, I am afraid I must take my leave. Molly and Arthur will get you settled in. You will meet your host in the morning. I am afraid he is …passed out.“ Albus stood there and smiled down at you. You had been chatting with Remus and Tonks about different types of spells and were so into the conversation, that you almost didn´t realize that the sun must be coming up soon. „Oh, I see. Good. Although I still don´t know what exactly I am doing here. How am I supposed to help?“ you asked. A bit worried you looked around the other faces. „No worries, dear. We will find something for you to be helpful with around the house for now.“ Molly gave you a sweet smile which you returned. You were absolutely sure that this woman must be a mother. You felt warm in her presence. Albus clapped his hands and smiled around. „Now that this is settled ,___I wish you a very good first night here. I will be back as soon as I can. Goodbye“.

 „Thank you, Sir.“ You simply said. But what your eyes told Albus with just one glance was the exact deeper meaning of those words. He nodded his head and ascended the stairs.

„Now, my sweet. I guess you must be very tired. How about I lay you off the Firewhiskey and make sure you have a place to sleep. We have been cleaning a lot more rooms than we normally would have done but it seems, we will be quite a number of people for Christmas, so we really had no other choice. I will make sure one of the rooms is ready for you. Remus, why don´t you show ___ the upper floors until I am done?“.

With these words Molly scampered off, followed by a yawning Arthur who winked at you before following his wife. You were pretty sure at that point. Those two seemed too familiar with each other to be anything else. You might have had two or three shots with Tonks when they were talking to Albus, but your eyes were wondering through the kitchen anyways. So many strange things to see. But what you noticed the most, was the clear absence of electricity. Remus snapped you out of your thoughts.

„I guess we don´t have that much time before your room is ready. Why don´t I show you the library before we go to bed?“ He rose from his seat. For a slight moment you could see that there where scars even adorning his forearms. You wondered what happened to him. Tonks, rolling her eyes at the mention of the library said „She is a Muggle, Remus. You could show her something more interesting than a library.“ „Actually“, you said quickly, „I like libraries. They are usually quiet and filled with wisdom and Fantasy. I am guessing the library of a wizard will be much more so. I would really like to see it“, you mentioned and turned to Remus who gave you a brilliant smile. „Well in that case, I´ll be off“, Tonks said. Giving you a very enthusiastic hug. „Moody will have my head if I am not paying attention at the meeting tomorrow.“ She squeezed your hand one last time, smiled a bit more timidly at Remus and vanished up the stairs.

„I like her“, you said with a giggle and turned to Remus.

“Yea”, was all he said but the way he said it, you could swear you heard a silent me too. You smiled to yourself. How interesting.

“Please, follow me”, he said and gestured to the stairs.

You walked back into the long hallway with the staircase and that sinking feeling returned to your stomach. You took the narrow staircase, now to your right to the first upper floor. Halfway up to the second you caught a glimpse of something odd on the wall. You stopped dead in your tracks. Eyes wide you stared at a Portrait of what seemed to be a torture scene. A bony wizard was standing above a small creature with long ears and nose. Wand pointing at the creature that seemed to scream it´s lungs out. With horror you looked at the scene before you and noticed why it had caught your attention in the first place. The creature at the wizards' feet was moving. It rolled from side to side, clutching the only type of ragged clothing it wore. All the while, the bony wizard was smiling away. A hand on your shoulder made you jump high in the air and with eyes as big as sauce plates you stared at Remus. He had a solemn look on his face.

“This house belonged to a Family that did not much care about others´ lives or believes. They thought of themselves as the elite. As better humans”, he said bitterly. His eyes switching to the portrait. Even though his words were cold, the hand that was still gently squeezing your shoulder was warm.

“So, what about the wizard that lives here now? Is he…”, Remus took his hand away from your shoulder and snickered.

“Oh, don´t you worry. You will find the last heir of the antient and noble house of Black to be anything but like his ancestors. He marvels in the thought that they would turn in their graves if they knew what kind of “filth” was living in their home at the moment.” He grinned down at you which made you feel a lot better about meeting the man actually. Remus seemed to know him quite well. So, Black was the Family name you supposed.

You arrived on the second landing where there was a big wooden door in the middle of the corridor. It was slightly ajar, and you could see the glimmer of a fire coming from the room. Remus pushed the door open and gestured you to walk in first. As you did, a surprised breath escaped your mouth. Now you knew, this house was definitely magical. The room you just entered was more like a hall. The Bookshelves along the walls where so high that the soft lights of the fire and various gas lamps could not illuminate their highest point. Before a big stone fireplace were several armchairs and a big sofa. Given all the furniture looked a bit ragged and definitely old, this room with its floor length windows next to the fireplace was almost homely. There where books strewn across the floor as well. Some of them were stacked in ways that normal physics would not be able to explain. Fascinated you turned your head left and right, all the while walking towards the armchairs. Remus followed you and noticed the empty bottle of Firewhiskey before you did. Next to a big leather armchair stood a small brass table. The bottle that Remus now grabbed, tipped over on top of it. With a questioning look you looked at the bottle and then at Remus, who´s forehead was in wrinkles. He looked at you almost apologetically.

“Nasty habit he has, ever since he came back to this house. It seems to be the only thing helping him sleep at night.” He sighed and with a flick of his wrist, the bottle vanished into thin air. Rather than be impressed at what you just saw, Remus was kind of delighted at your next question, even though it made his own heart a bit heavier. “What happened to him?” you asked with concern lacing your voice. Remus smiled at you. You were a Muggle who just learned that magic was real. It was all around you now, but you focused on your host. His wellbeing even, although you had not met him yet. Albus, Remus thought…you planned this out well.

“I am sorry, ___ but I am not the person you should ask. He will tell you once he trusts you. Let me just say that the last 14 years have been less than kind to the man. He has a good heart, brilliant mind actually, and he is the biggest man-child you will ever meet, believe me,” this made you chuckle. Remus continued with a bit less joy to his voice “But he is working through some problems at the moment and therefore can be a bit difficult to be around. But don´t worry”, he said with a reassuring smile. “I am sure you will have no problem getting to know him. He actually likes company, craves it even. I am sure you will do well.” He had an almost hopeful look in his eye. “You are friends.” You stated matter of factly. Remus nodded and escorted you back to the doors. “Have known the man for a long time” he said. When he closed the doors, you heard steps coming down the stairs from the third floor and Molly appeared above you. “___, dear. Your room is ready now.” You smiled at Remus and wished him a good night. He returned the smile with a nod and started walking along the corridor to his left. You assumed that is where his room was.

Following Molly up the steps she led you to a door which seemed to be right above the library. When you entered you were quite surprised. It was another room with high ceilings but not as dark as the other rooms you had seen so far. The walls where a pale green color and the window had some stained glass in it. There was a big four poster bed on one side of the room and a cupboard on the other. With not much space between the furniture it still didn´t look cramped. “It isn´t much but if you knew what it first looked like, huh”, Molly laughed and walked towards the end of the room. “There is a small bathroom right through here”, she pointed to the door. “And here, Tonks sent these shortly after she got home”, Molly handed you a package with some clothes in it. “There should be Pajamas in there as well”. You stared at the package and looked at Molly. “How did she…?”

“Oh, she noticed you came without any suitcases or even a bag, so she assumed you would need these”, she pointed at the clothes.

You smiled and took a closer look. They actually looked like they would fit just fine. “Thank you,” you mumbled not even wondering anymore how Tonks managed to send the package that quickly. Molly patted your cheek affectionally and said, “You get situated. I believe you must be exhausted. Sleep. And tomorrow I will wake you for lunch, breakfast is way too early. You can meet Sirius after that.” You whipped your head up. “Sirius?” you asked. Molly nodded and retreated to the door, turning one last time before closing the door. “Yes, Sirius is the owner of this house and one of the reasons Albus brought you here. Have a good night, deary”, she smiled and left.

You sat on the bed, Pajamas in hand and wondering how you ended up in this more than surreal situation. Surely it wasn´t a dream. Too much has happened for that to be the case. So, in conclusion, this must all be real. Your head was reeling with the possibilities of what you might witness next. Truthfully spoken, the house you were in gave you the jitters but the people currently inhabiting it seemed to be very nice and open about the idea of living with someone that didn´t know any magic. Was this common? Were there other non- magical folk out there who knew? You entered the small bathroom and saw that Molly had provided you with the essentials. You brushed your teeth and washed your face at the single standing sink in front of another stained-glass window before you put on the pajamas and crawled underneath the covers. You could see a faint light coming from the window. It was morning already. You didn´t think you would be able to sleep but as soon as your head hit the pillow your eyes began to get heavier and heavier. Your last thought before you drifted of was…. Sirius. Sirius Black, apparently. What a strange yet nice name. Never heard anything like it, you thought. You were looking forward to meeting this wizard. Hopefully he would not reject your help. Whatever that entitled.

You woke up to the sunlight streaming in through the still slightly dirty window. You blinked and rolled over in bed. As soon as you did, all what happened came flooding back and you bolted upright. You looked around. You were still in the baroque bedroom with the high ceilings. A grin spread onto your face. Magic was real. You jumped out of bed like a child on Christmas and rushed to brush your teeth and get dressed. The clothes Tonks sent actually fit you. You opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Now that it was day, you could see much more of the house. True, it was still a dingy, dark place but not as threatening as it seemed at night. Your stomach began to growl. Carefully, you made your way down the stairs, avoiding looking at the moving portrait from last night. It still made you a bit sick. When you reached the last steps and made your way to your left for the kitchen, your foot caught a heavy object and before you knew it you and the object tumbled to the floor with a loud crash. “Ouch”, you said trying to get up, but immediately your hands flew to your ears covering them. A loud shriek echoed through the whole house. “MAGGOTS, BLOODTRAITORS AND HALFBLOODS IN MY HOUSE!” You turned around and looked up to a huge portrait of a woman screeching and positively spitting while pointing at you. Her eyes were the coldest you had ever seen, mere slits with which she looked at you in utter disgust. You got up and looked around in a panic.

Suddenly you heard a door crash open and hurried footsteps coming from the other side of the corridor. “SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH YOU FOUL EVIL HAG!” Not even a second after that, a tall man with long black hair emerged the same moment Remus came thundering up the steps from the kitchen, pushing you aside. You watched as both men tried their best to cover the portrait with the heavy curtain that framed it. It must have been quite difficult as both of them were out of breath the moment the curtain closed, and a chilling silence erupted. “Merlin, Tonks, how many times have I told you to be more carefu-“, the black-haired man hissed as he turned around, stopping his sentence as soon as he saw you. You stared at him. This must be Sirius Black.

You did not know what you expected, but the man in front of you surely was not it. His long hair was a bit unkempt, strands of light silver already adorning the sides of his temples and a beard that made a great effort to hide his high cheekbones. His eyes shone in a cloudy silver color. They looked tired, sunken in, but something told you, this man had absolute control over all his senses right now. He looked at you with surprise and something else you could not pinpoint yet. Was it curiosity?

He nodded his head over to the right and you three entered another room. A study. You turned around to the two men when Sirius had closed the door and whispered, “I Ehm…I´m really sorry about that. I didn´t know this would happen”.

“No need to whisper, love. The old bat can´t hear us in here”, Sirius said with a frown towards the door. You immediately thought that this look didn´t suit him at all.

“´s alright. I guess nobody told you”, he said carefully with a look towards Remus.

“I am Sirius Black, the owner of this house. Although I am beginning to doubt that fact seeing as there is a guest I did not even know arrived”, he said with a mixture of amusement and mild accusation looking at Remus with raised eyebrows. That small smile almost made your heart skip a beat. His tone was careful but not at all hostile. His voice deep and a bit gravelly, as if he had just woken up. Remus lay a hand on your shoulder pushing you lightly forward towards Sirius saying, “This is ___. Albus brought her along last night. Apparently, she accidentally ran into two death eaters right before they started attacking Kingsley. Seeing as she wasn´t safe there anymore, he brought her here. He couldn´t be sure if the death eaters saw her or not.” Sirius looked at you. His eyes twinkling with interest.

“Well ___, you got lucky. That could have ended pretty badly.” Your name on his tongue almost made you sigh but you stopped yourself soon enough by answering.

“Yea well, I had no idea what was going on. I just duck behind a trash can. All these lights and explosions all around. First, I thought they were fireworks. And then this weirdly dressed old man, asking for a Mint….”, you shook your head with a laugh. “Strange night I tell you”. Sirius had started to smile while you were talking but soon after you ended your little monolog, he looked at you with an open mouth. His head turned to the side, making him look strangely like a dog listening to something. He came closer to you. You looked up at him with wide eyes. He was even more handsome up close. You could see the little lines around his grey eyes. “Are you…?”, he began hesitantly, and you answered with a bit of a miffed voice.

 “Yea, apparently I am a….Muddle?”

“Muggle”

 “Gesundheit”

With a barking laugh, Sirius threw his head back. You jumped a little at the sudden outburst but soon started laughing as well. It was contagious. “You hear that you old bat?!”, he spat towards the door, obviously talking to the portrait.

“There is A MUGGLE in the great and noble house of Black! Oh, darling you don’t know how much joy you just brought into these halls”, he cackled looking at you again with a wide grin on his lips. You noticed that he immediately looked younger by doing so. You liked that look on his face so much better than the frown he wore just seconds ago. Remus smirked and mouthed a Told you towards you. You felt your cheeks warm and smiled at him. Then, out of nowhere your stomach growled again with ferocity. Opening your mouth to apologize, Sirius combed his hand through his hair and looked at you sheepishly. “I am a terrible host am I not? Please, follow me to the kitchen”, he smiled and offered you his arm. You gaped at him for a second but started to walk towards him after a gentle nudge to your back from Remus. As you held onto Sirius´ arm, he opened the door and gave you a sign to hush. You were so perplexed with the non-forced chivalry that this man possessed, you almost did not realize how your own fingers passed your lips from left to right, signaling Sirius that you would not make a sound. You did feel the drop of your stomach though when he grinned down at you with such delight, you honestly wondered why you were ever worried about him being hostile.

Behind you, Remus stared at your backs in utter disbelief. He shook his head following you. He knew that you being a Muggle would delight Sirius immensely, seeing how much he hated the whole aura to the house and the people who used to live there. There was nothing Sirius would enjoy more than to piss off his ancestors. This little trick from Albus was surely a great way to distract Sirius from all the doom and gloom he radiated the past few weeks. Remus had not seen him in such a good mood since Molly announced that Christmas would take place at Sirius´ old home this year. He could see his old friend gaining back somewhat of his old wit almost week by week. But he had an encouraging feeling that you might manage to make his stay here actually bearable.   

You arrived in the kitchen a few moments later. Still holding on to Sirius´ arm. He smelled good. Like firewood, cigarettes and something slightly sweet. Earthy and utterly unique. Your fingers touching him where tingling even though you were only touching his clothes. He wore a burgundy linen shirt with a deep neckline, some black trousers and a knee length walking coat of black patterned velvet. Anywhere else in the world these clothes belonged in a theatre but when he wore it in this house, you did not question it for a minute. The elegant clothes however did not quite match with the slight rugged appearance of the man wearing them. They also made quite a contrast to the tattoos he had. You noticed some on his long fingers and one that seemed to peak out of the shirt. A weird feeling of wanting to take a much closer look at that one overcame you.

In the kitchen stood Molly, rummaging around with some pots and pans. Your guess from last night was correct. The kitchen was far brighter than the rest of the house thanks to the windows. It was a simple kitchen, clearly as there were no electronics whatsoever. It seemed like a kitchen from a cottage in the middle of nowhere. “Good morning, Molly, my dear”, Sirius bellowed and snickered when Molly shot up with a screech and whipped around. She halted what she was doing and stared at the picture in front of her. A mischievous grinning Sirius and you still holding on to his arm looking at her apologetically. “Merlin, Sirius. I was not expecting you to be up yet”, she said in a dignified tone. “Yea, well”, he drawled and led you over to the far end of the long table. You let go of his arm and he pulled out a chair for you. Still bewildered, you sat down making eye contact with Molly who looked just as surprised. Though she caught herself quicker than you. With a sweet smile she asked “Did you sleep well,___? I was about to cook just now and come get you after”.

“I slept really well actually. Thank you for preparing such a nice room.” Sitting down next to you at the head of the table Sirius scoffed.

 “Nice room? There´s no need for flattery, love. This house is about as welcoming as pit full of blastended scroots.”

“Blastended what now?”, you asked completely confused. “It might not be very welcoming looking, but I assure you Mr. Black, I know it is not the interieur that makes a home a home. It´s the people that live there. The home I had couldn´t be called that either.” You looked at him with a reassuring smile.

Sirius was in a turmoil. He looked at this woman who had just made him feel better about living in this second hellhole that was prepared for him. It did not even seem like she made an effort for that. He only knew her for a couple of minutes. Yet, his brain screamed at him to not let this woman leave earlier than she probably must. But on the other hand, hadn´t Remus said that Dumbledore brought her here for her own safety? He almost didn´t want to hope that that would mean he wouldn´t be alone most of the time. Her being a Muggle surely complicated things but for him, it was a joy as well. His thoughts spiraled left and right as he was trying to figure out what to feel. Joy, satisfaction, curiosity, doubt…Would Dumbledore really let her stay? Would she want to?

On the other side of the kitchen, Molly listened to your words and almost immediately had to swallow a lump that was caught in her throat. Somehow you managed to delight and even encourage one of the most emotionally scarred men there were. Molly understood Sirius´ mood swings, though she did not encourage them. And here you were, knowing nothing about the man, his world or what had occurred and still, innocently you said exactly what needed to be said.

Molly hoped dearly, that once you saw Sirius´ other side or learned what had happened, that you would still decide to stay.

Sirius´ scrunched up his nose. “Darling, I am afraid I must insist you call me Sirius. Mr. Black sounds incredibly old and frankly, I am not.” He said in a teasing manner leaning a bit towards you with his elbows on the table. You grinned at him. You liked his boyish charm though you bet that there was nothing else remotely “boyish” about this man.

“Careful ____, if you are being too nice to him, he will follow you around like a dog. Isn´t that right, Padfoot?”, Remus emerged from the stairwell and entered the kitchen with a bemused look on his face. Sirius laughed again, that glorious barking laugh that made your belly twist with glee. Remus sat down right across from you and relaxed against the chair.

“Padfoot?”, you asked curiously looking from a grinning Sirius to a somehow smug looking Remus. “It´s my nickname from school”, Sirius said with a playful eyeroll. “This one”, he pointed at Remus, “is Moony. And I suggest you be on your toes with this one, darling. He can be a bit…skittish once in a while, isn´t that right, Moony?” He repeated and winked at Remus who´s own turn it was to roll his eyes. “But truth be told”, he continued leaning back in his seat and drumming his fingers on the table lightly, “the dog part might not be very farfetched.” He looked at you intensly and you were trying your best to hold of a blush. You smiled, looking at the suddenly very interesting tabletop. “Wouldn´t be too bad”, you shrugged. “I like dogs”, you stated simply.

A loud, exasperated sigh from Remus snapped your head up and not a second later Sirius´ head had met the table in an overly dramatic fashion. “Did you hear that, Moony?”, he asked a bit too loudly. “She likes dooogs!”, now whisper yelling this information to his friend, stretching the word dogs. You started laughing at their behavior.

“Yes, Sirius. I heard her”, Remus said with a bored voice. “You really need to stop stroking his ego so much,____. His head is big enough as it is.” You looked at him questioningly.

“How is me liking dogs stroking his ego?”, you asked and pointed at Sirius who in the meantime had come up from the table and looked at you dreamily with his chin in his palm. “All in due time, my dear. We don´t want to overwhelm you”, he said. “Overwhelm me? How….?”, you began but immediately closed your mouth when you saw plates and cutlery hovering over the table, settling neatly in front of Sirius, Remus and you. Your eyes shot towards Molly who, with a wink and an elegant twist with her wand sent steaming pots and pans from the stove across the table, setting them in front of you. You didn´t dare even move. All those things just floated through the air so effortlessly. You thought moving a single muscle would burst the bubble and everything would vanish.

Sirius was eyeing you from the side, nervous you would be spooked. But all he saw was your mouth opening, closing, opening again and then a huge smile spreading across your face. He let go of the breath he was holding and when you looked at him like an excited child, he felt his insides twist in a very strange manner. Merlin, it had been quite a while since he felt that.

“What else can you do?” You asked excitedly and almost bounced around on your chair. Remus looked at you warmly and said “Pretty much anything you can imagine. We will show you, no worries. But how about we eat first? Molly is an excellent cook.”

And she was. You were absolutely sure that it had nothing to do with you being hungry, but with the fact that this food was made with magic, that made a simple lunch taste so incredibly good. When all the plates where cleared you wanted to help do the dishes, but Molly just laughed, thanked you kindly and flicked her wand again. Absolutely fascinated you watched as the dishes flew to the sink and well, washed themselves. You really wanted to stay and watch more magic, but Sirius appeared behind you whispering, “Dirty dishes are not half as exciting as what we could show you in the library.” It was not the prospect of witnessing more magic that let the hair on your arms and neck stand at attention. Not this time at least. If that man continued to come closer each time you spoke, you knew you would be in trouble.

As Molly excused herself, Sirius, Remus and you made your way to the library. The enormous room had lost a bit of its coziness as cold daylight illuminated the bookshelves. But at least now, you could actually read some of the book titles. They were fascinating to you. Old leather-bound books with gold lettering read titles like “Old wizards of old”, “Gnomes and fairies of old Scotland”, “The witch hunt of Salem and why it was useless”, “How to raise a dragon”, “Poisonous potions for advanced Witches” and more. Completely enamored, you picked up a book from a very wobbly stack, read the title and held it up for Sirius to see, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

“Ah, yes”, he said a bit bashful. The title read “Muggles in their natural habitat”.

“My parents had a bit of a sick sense of humor. Most of the books in here are related to dark magic and how important it apparently is to be of pure blood. They used to read paragraphs of this book at parties for entertainment.” You could hear the disgust in his voice. The look he gave you was uncertain, as if he was afraid this information would repel you to the point of wanting to leave. “Charming, your parents”, you said laying the book back onto the stack carefully. Though something told you that the wobbly stack would probably not tip over. Still sensing the uncertainty from him you tried to ease his mind. “Well, thank the heavens you turned out to be their sol opposite.” The emphasis you put into your words, combined with the lightness of your tone warmed Sirius´ heart to the point where he could feel his chest swell with pride. Both for what you had pointed out and for you. It seems Muggles indeed are capable of Magic, he thought. They have their very own. He had to be careful. He was already fascinated by you. If he started to care for you as well…

“I have a better book to show you, love”, he said softly. You followed him close to the fireplace. Remus was already standing there, reading. Sirius picked up a heavy book and gave it to you. “Magical creatures and where to find them” by “Newt Scamander?”, you read out loud with a chuckle. “You wizards sure have interesting names”, you smiled up at Sirius. He returned the smile and sat next to you when you opened the book curiously on the couch. 

While turning page by page your eyes went wider and wider. Sirius watched with happiness in his heart how you mouthed words like “Hinkypunks”, “merfolk” and “Cornish pixies”. “This was one of the books we had to get for school”, he said. “You went to a school for wizards?”, you asked quickly. He grinned and winked at you. You sighed. “Of course, you did,” you said with a nod. You hesitated for a moment. “How was it like?”, you asked. Sirius and Remus looked at each other. Fondness and sorrow etched onto their faces at the same time. “Well,___. Let us tell you a little story”.

It turned out the story was not so little. You spent the next hours listening to Sirius and Remus talking and explaining the Hogwarts houses, the sorting, the castle grounds and a little about the Marauders so far. Only briefly interrupted by Molly bringing you Sandwiches and some tea. In the end, it was very late. Remus had excused himself to his bedroom the minute Sirius started the story about how he and James tried to eat one sample of every candy there was at a store called Honeydukes, a sweets shop close to the castle where they had lived. Apparently, it did not go well.

“By the time we came to the sugar quills, James had already hurled up into a flowerpot in the common room”, Sirius said with a hearty laugh. He still sat next to you on the couch, but you were both facing each other. One knee propped onto the couch and one arm stretched out on the back of it, he didn´t quite reach you. His fingertips were only inches away from your elbow though, which you had on the back of the couch, legs tugged underneath you. Sirius looked relaxed, but now as he mentioned his friend and Remus absent, a sudden dark cloud befell his grey orbs. His head hung low, and he was not looking at you. He looked like a beaten dog. You didn´t yet know what happened exactly, but you could feel the finality of death hanging in the air like a heavy curtain.

You didn´t know Sirius well enough to know if it was ok for you to touch him, so you didn´t. You wanted to. He looked miserable. The urge to envelop him in a hug to try and sooth his aching was almost overwhelming.

“Tell me a bit more about dragons”, you said instead. “I still can´t believe those are real.” You hoped that a change of subject would help Sirius back to the less depressing present. He raised his head and with a bit more cheerful voice said, “Nasty buggers. You would do well never to meet one”. The darkness that had him in its grip only seconds before, seemed to disappear little by little. You tried your best to stifle a yawn with the back of your hand not wanting to seem bored, but Sirius just grinned at you and got up from the couch.

“As much as I enjoy this, I guess it is time for bed. Don´t want you too tired when you have to listen to my babbling”. He held out his hand. Your heart began beating harder against your ribs. You had a feeling you knew what would happen when you actually touched him. Before too much time passed to make the situation awkward, you gave him your hand and he pulled you upright. Your suspicions were right. An incredible warmth spread through your fingers and up your arm the moment you touched. It felt like the blood in your veins was rushing to your heart so it wouldn´t stop. You knew hiding your red cheeks and neck was futile, so you got a little brave. As he slowly, maybe unnecessarily slowly lowered your hand, you looked him directly in the eyes. He returned your gaze with friendly eyes and a small smile. Maybe you stood there a tad too long. When Sirius cleared his throat and broke the eye contact you took a quick breath, only now realizing that you hadn´t breathed through the encounter.

Quietly you made your way out of the library. Fortunately, strangely the situation didn´t feel awkward at all. It was a comfortable silence until Sirius closed the door behind him and you turned around. “My bedroom is upstairs”, you said pointing to the ceiling with your thumb. Sirius nodded and a little hesitantly asked “May I accompany you there?” You couldn´t help the grin that creped onto your face while you nodded your head quickly. Sirius found the gesture incredibly endearing. And for the second time, he offered you his arm with a slight bow. “Are all wizards this chivalrous?”, you asked teasingly as you ascended the stairs. You eyed him from the side and saw a huge grin on his face. Only now you noticed that his canines where a bit pointier than was normal. “I highly doubt it”, he snorted and looked at you amused. “You forget young Lady, I was raised by aristocrats”, he said mischievously as you reached the landing in front of your bedroom door. “Spiteful ones, yes. But aristocrats none the less. I am not a heathen” he ended facing you in front of your door. You looked at him with a look of oh, really? He understood and barked a laugh before continuing.

“Though I must say, I probably look like one. I clean up nicely, I promise”, he said looking down on himself. With one hand on the door handle, you tried your best not to act too enthusiastic.

“I will not comment on that. Remus said I am not supposed to stroke your ego”, you said with fake innocence. Sirius halted for a second and then as if in defeat, sighed with a laugh and shook his head. Before you knew what happened, he approached you, took your hand in his and kissed the back of it with a bow and closed eyes. The world had stopped turning, you were sure of it. “Good night,___”, he said lowly and took a step back. You pressed the hand he just kissed to your chest, opening the door and retreating into the room. “Good night, Sirius”, you whispered, holding his eyes until the very last moment until you softly shut the door. Heart hammering in your chest you swore you could still feel his lips on your hand. Soft and light, a hint of a scratch from his beard. Just like that, you wanted to know more, no everything about him. Just like that, you were happy to be in this dark, probably moth infested house. You didn´t even realize while washing up and getting into bed, that you had not stopped smiling.

Sirius watched your closed door for another second or two before descending the stairs again to his room. He had tried the whole evening not to be too bewitched by your laughs, your undivided attention and your obvious delight in magical creatures. He knew exactly why Dumbledore had brought you to him and first he was delighted by the thought of not having to be alone most of the time. But now, doubts about the whole situation invaded his brain like a constant ringing.

Back in his room he sat on his bed and stared at the old Muggle posters of Bands he used to listen to and had fixed on the wall with a permanent sticking charm. It wasn´t fair to you. Being held in this dump, full of dark magic and memories, he honestly asked himself why you haven´t left yet. You could, he could not. He was fairly certain that when the time came and you found out about what he had done, why he was a prisoner in his own house, you would surely run. The thought alone already made his stomach sink almost in panic. Selfish prick, he thought. She doesn´t deserve to be here in this hellhole and here you are hoping she would stay.

With a loud groan he threw himself backwards onto the bed and tried to get his thoughts together. As selfish as he was, you were probably just as selfless. Was there a chance to make you care for him enough so when the truth came out, you would stay out of your own free will? If yes, he was willing to make your days as bright as possible. Starting with himself.

With newfound determination, he stood up and walked to his dresser. Rummaging around for a second, he found what he was looking for and stepped into his bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. Shaking his head at his own appearance he prepared the scissors and razor. It was about time he cleaned up. If he wanted you to stay, maybe even care for him, he needed to get his act together. At least a little bit. Merlin, mate you look like shit, he thought to himself. Well of course, idiot. Where did you spend the last 14 years of your life? At least make yourself decently presentable as her host.

He trimmed his beard and cut the tangled ends of his hair and a bit more. Wondering if Molly would use a dyeing charm on the grey spots around his chin, he washed his face and looked in the mirror again. Not half bad, he thought. Surely not his 22-year-old self but what did he expect? At least he wasn´t the skeleton from two years back anymore, mere skin and bones with dark shadows under his eyes and horrible teeth. Mollys care in the last months had worked wonders. In the process of “fattening him up a bit” as she sweetly put it, she made sure he ate at least one warm meal a day and fixed his teeth. But there were still slight shadows under his eyes. They however, he noticed, shone with a new kind of hope. They hadn´t changed much. Taking a deep breath, he took his clothes off and took a shower. Indeed, he didn´t look as bad as he did two years ago. Lathering his body with soap he remembered how he could see all of his ribs. Now, best he could describe it was lean. Though he did start to slowly fill out his arms and chest again. He briefly wondered if you would like his tattoos as he stepped out the shower, threw on a fresh pair of underwear and got into bed. Lying there he couldn´t fight the warm feeling in his belly any longer and with a smile he slipped into his dreams. Remembering the softness of your hand that had touched his lips briefly. Unbeknownst to him, the very same smile adorned your features while you slept.

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Thank you so much for reading. Let me know how you liked it. There are more chapters coming. I just need to proofread them before posting :)

#post azkaban sirius #sirius black #harry potter #remus lupin #nymphadora tonks #albus dumbledore #ootp #slow burn #walburga black #sirius orion black #x reader #the marauders #marauders #eventual smut #wizard

[corroded-hellfire]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

TO SPREAD SOME HOLIDAY CHEER (AND AN EXCUSE TO ESCAPE YOUR IN-LAWS, OVERBEARING EXTENDED RELATIVES, SIBLINGS, and/or PARENTS)

LETS PLAY A LITTLE GAME

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞, 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

thank you my beloved @munson-blurbs for tagging me 🤍

𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭...

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎: my true favorite is being used somewhere else on this list so I shall go with the runner up. Harrington!reader sticks up for Eddie after Jason calls him a freak

𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: As You Wish, Part 1 (older!eddie x babysitter!reader)

𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: St. Patrick’s Day Party

𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎: Top This, I believe. It was Easter and I decided I wanted to post an Eddie Easter fic and bam, somehow it came together very quickly.

𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎: Where the Heart Is, Part 4. My God there was some serious writers block trying to get that one done

𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔: my small collection of older!eddie stories that started with this ask about Eddie putting reader into subspace

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛: Steve. He just doesn’t spark my creativity like Munson does

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛: Eddie my beloved

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛: never say never

𝚂𝟻 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜?: tears. Lots of them. Mostly from me. Max will come back, Dustin will be a wreck, Will is gonna open up to Jonathan and/or Mike, hoping for at least an Eddie cameo, and I’m a stancy truther so I’m already planning the wedding

𝚔𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚢/ 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝?: I think so, but I’m not sure they’ll necessarily call him kas

𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚢/𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝?: God yes, please. They’ve both grown so much and are better suited for one another now and I don’t care what anyone says, Steve never stopped loving her.

𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎: gonna be completely honest and say I have no idea which blogs are considered bigger or smaller ones

𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎: @icallhimjoey is where I always know I can go for inspiration!

𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖: the first ones I remember reading were by @luveline!

𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖: @munson-blurbs cuz I’ve had a tumblr crush on her since day one

𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎: it’s gotta be

𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛: Completed my first series on here. And in non-fanfic writing I successfully finished the outline for my first two novels!

𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛: 17.5k for Where the Heart Is, Part 5

𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎: idiots in love

𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏?: it depends on the mood I’m in

f̾u̾c̾k̾ ̾m̾a̾r̾r̾y̾ ̾k̾i̾l̾l̾

𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚛. 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎?: fuck Ted because a certain bff of mine wrote a fic about exactly this and made it hot. Marry Mr. Clarke cause he got that steady paycheck coming in. Kill Murray because I couldn’t not handle that man for long periods of time

𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚌𝚎, 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊? (𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗’𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖): fuck Karen because hello billy had the right idea. Marry Joyce because she’s Joyce frickin Byers and I would do anything for that queen. Kill Claudia I am sorry but at least she shall be with mews

𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚛. 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛? Fuck Hopper because yes daddy but also I could not live with that man lol. Marry Wayne Munson because DUH he’s Wayne and I would happily be his wife. Kill Dr. Brenner because f u papa

𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚢𝚕𝚎, 𝚓𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, or 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑? Honestly this one is so difficult. Fuck Argyle, marry Jonathan, and kill Keith. I have no explanations for any of these

𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚢𝚕𝚎? Fuck Stevie boy. Marry Eddie because he is the love of my life. Kill argyle sorry bruh

𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚗𝚊? Fuck a demogorgan cause that seems like an adventure. Marry Vecna because in the words of JQ have you seen Jamie? Kill demobats cause they hurt my Stevie and did unspeakable things to my beloved Edward

no pressure tags: @eddiemunsonsmum @hellfire--cult @joejoequinnquinn @silkholland @wheels-of-despair @ghost-proofbaby @word-wytch @storiesbyrhi

#tag game

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Okay so I finally caught up with your latest works and I need to ramble here:

Typical Stark - OH MY GOD I love those two so fucking much, they've come so far, it seems like it was just yesterday they were bickering and fighting and now they're getting married, I'm EMOTIONAL!!!!! Also, husband Tony stopping as soon as she told him to and even taking a step back? LOVE IT. I love a man who respects boundaries 😌💅

Actors AU - I didn't know I needed an Actors AU with Mr Tony Stark until I read an Actors AU with Mr Tony Stark LOL. Also, that gif of RDJ as Hank Palmer? DELICIOUS. Honestly, I would love to see you write for Hank Palmer too, ya know... 👀 just an idea 😌👀

Annoying Neighbour - [Michael Scott screaming AAAAAAAAAA I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF. I'M GOING TO KILL MYLSEF AND IT'S YOUR FAULT]. Also, I love Morgan, she's too sweet and pure for this world and I would love to keep her in my pocket safe and sound from the horrors of mankind ❤ And I hope she likes the cookies ❤️ And I hope Pepper and Tony eat cookies and choke on the cookies and [redacted]. Anyways, I love Morgan. And I hope Rhodey shows up again, he's cool and I love him 😎🤠🥰

Oh my goodness. I am at a loss for words. This is so so so frickin sweet!!

1. Had the best time writing Typical Stark. One of my favourites too!

2. Will attempt Hank Palmer in the future?! Sure. Why the hell not.

3. I’m actually finished with the next chapter too. I’m thinking I’ll post it tomorrow.

Are ya ready for it?!

#the stark squad #thank you anon #anon asks

[shellyshroom]

TW:: A LONG ASS RANT WITH MISSPELLED WORDS!

God Hollybis still making me extremely uncomfortable and it's been what.. 4 days already?

The fact she was all like “hEs My MaN@” about him and threatened to kill me over Shroomy OUT OF ALL THE CHARACTERS YOU COUKD DO THIS OVER

Like bro..

THERE'S A WHOLE DAMN PILE OF CHARACTERS TO CHOOSE FROM IN SMG4 YET SHE CHOOSEA TO DO THISSANS FANGIRL DEVIANTART SHIT WITH THE CHARACTER I KIN SO MUCH AND FEEL A HUGE DEEP PERSONAL CONNECTION WITH OUT OF THE WHOLE CAST..

WHO TF DOES THAT??

W H O TF JUST DOES THAT??

I AM WAKING UP SHAKING AND SAD AF REMEMBERING THIS FREAKING HAPPENED I KID YOU NOT..

LIKE..

LOOK AT THIS ADORABLE CUTIE PATOOTI BOY SCOUT HE DOESN'T DESERVE THIS “OH I HATE YOU- HERE'S A KNIFE CAUSE YOU'RE STEALING MY MAN-” BULLSHIT OMFG.. WHY TF DID HOLLY DECIDE TO CHOOSE THIS CHARACTER AND ACT LIKE A SHITTY BITCH OVER THIS CHARACTER SPECIFICALLY?? THERE HAS TO BE A REASON DUDE…… THIS FEELS SO FAKE TO ME., 😭😭

THE FACT DRAMA ON YOUTUBE HAPPENED BECAUSE OF THIS CHARACTER TOO I HATE EVERYTHING..

DRAMA OVER T H IS CHARACTER

AND OHMYGOD THE FACT ONE OF HOLLY’S FRIENDS WITH A CRINGE ASS GACHA PFP CAME IN MY REPLIES, SAYING TO MY FACE, “HOLLY IS HAPPY WITH HER BOYFRIEND! TO ME SHE'S NOT A FANGIRL! 😀”

HER B O Y F R I E N D??

HER FREAKING B O Y F R I E ND??

KILLIBG MYSELF..!?!???

THIS DUMBASS GACHA KID IS SAYING THIS SHIT TO MY FACE AS IF THEY DON'T RECOGNIZE I LOVE HIM, I AM OBSESSED AF WITH HIM, AND I'M ATTACHED TO HIM I REALLY HATE THESE STUPID GACHA KIDS SO MUCH OHMYFRAKING GOD..

LIKE OK YOU'RE ALLOWED TO SIMP FOR CHARACTERS BUT CALLING hIM SOME RANDOM ASS TOXIC PERSON ON YOUTUBE’S BOYFRIEND MAKES ME FEEL EXTREMELY SICK TO MY STOMACH AND REALLY REALLY ILL.. AGAIN THIS IS HAPPENING WITH SHROOMY OUT OF EVERY FRICKIN CHARACTER IN SMG4 TOO… THE GACHA KIDS CHOSE THIS CHARACTER OUT OF EVERY FRICKIN CHARACTER I HATE EVERYTHING...,

LIKE I FEEL LIKE CRYING EVERYTIME I THINK ABOUT THE FACT HER FRIEBNDS GENUINELY THINKING THAT SHROOMY IS HER BOYFRIEND I CAN'T DOTHUS.,,, ICSNTFREAKJNFDOTHIS..,

IT MAKES ME FEEL REALLY SORE… LIKE THATSNOT YOUR BOYFRIEND THAT'S MY KIN???? S T O P…,, STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOODTOP.,,

LIKE THIS IS LITERALLY ME WTF? WTFWTFWTFWTFWTF?? 1!1!!1 YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDINF AND OUT OF EVERY SMG4 CHARACTER FOR THE LOVE OF HECKING GOD. DUDE WHAT???

AND SEEING HOLLY HAVE A WHOLW PLAYLIST DEDICATED TO HER BITCH ASS GACHA OC AND SHROOMY MAKES ME WANNQ ACTUALLY VOMIT.. IHWTE THESE TYPES OF PEOPLE..,, STOP SHIPPING YOUR UGLY ASS OC WITH ME!?!?!?!?!?? YOU'RE PROBABLY A KID BUT STILL OMFG KINDLY SHUT UP ABOUT YOUR STUPID ASS OC BEING SHIPPED WITH ME..

WHY TF DOES THIA DEVIANTART SHIT HAPPEN WITH ALL MY FAVORITE FRIFKIN CHARACTERA?? FIRST THERE'S RODNEY, THEN THERE'S HERMEY, AND NOW IT'S FRICKIN SHROOMY WHAT ArE THE FRWAKIN ODDS?? ARE Y'ALL DOING THIS ON PURPOSE??

IT GENUINELY FEELS LIKE HOLLT AND ALL THE OTHER DEVIANTART KIDS WERE CREATED IN A LAB JUST TO MAKE ME UNCOMFORTABLE SPECIFICALLY..

THIS DOESN'T JUST HAPPEN

THIS SHIT DOESN'T JUST FREAKING HAPPEN WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL

IS THIS HAPPENING FREQUENTLY CAUSE THE CHARACTERS ARE CONSIDERED CRINGE? 😭😭

AND DEVIANTART IS CONSIDERED THE CRINGE SITE?

THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW GOD I HQTE EVERYTHINGhehegegeheeexxxvvevevevevveveveveg

OUTOFEVERY FREWKING CHWEWCTER..,,,,,

ALSO HOLLY IS A RUDE ASS INSTAGRAM USER SOUNDING BITCH AS WELL.., CAUSE DUDE SAID “WTF 🤣” IN ONE OF MY CRUSH EXPOSURE POSTS..

I NEED HOLLY GONE /SRS

Oh AND I CAN'T FORGET THE FACT I CANNOT EVEN LISTEN TO MY FAVORITE SONG, MARIO PARTY 2: WESTERN LAND, WITHOUT THINKING OF HOLLY’S “NO SOTP- OH MY GOD I AM GONNA CUT YOU-” BITCH ASS TODDLER PERSONALITY AND THIS STUPID HOLLY DRAMA. HOLLY RUINED MY FAVORITE MARIO SONG FOR ME OMFG..,, I NEED THIS JACKASS G O N E. OUT OF MY LIFE. BITCH LITERALLY SPAWNED FROM DEVIANTART. THE HOME OF OVERLOOKED CHARACTERS AND BABIES.

PARDON THE LONG ASS RANT I'M JUST NOT IN THE BEST MOOD AT ALL RN.,,, I AM ANXIOUS AF, AND EXTREMELY FURIOUS.

Holly and her friends probably don't give a shit I feel like this as well.. THIS RUIJED MY MENTAL HEALTH SO BAD /SRS

God even the name 🤪Holly🤪 makes me wanna grab a shotgun and shoot a mannequin I'm being so fr..

Ok like I'd get it if Holly only liked Anti Shroomy ig.. People usually act this way to the bad boys, but bro it's probably Shroomy in general... The most unexpected character I'd not expect anyone to simp for like this..

But ig it kinda makes sense cause it's brainless Gacha kids..?? But still THERE WAS WHOLE DRAMA OVER THIS CHARACTER I KID YOU TF NOT.. IT MAKES ME FEEL SO SICK AND LIKE CRYING. I THINK I'VE CRIED SEVERAL TIMES THINKING OF THIS BUT IDK

#shell talks #tw: rant #smg4 shroomy #smg4 #sorry 😭 #I am literally in a depression over this #This doesn't feel real #I was also scared this shir would happen onfsbab #ineed comfort or something Idont feel ok at all #They also ruined gacha for me so that's cool ig! #AND I AM NOT SURPRISED THESE BITCHES LIKE HH #TAKE SHROOMY FAR AWAY FROM HH #THESE BITCHES SHOULD'VE TAKEN LITERALLY ANY OTHER CHARACTER #WHY TF DID THWY TAKE MY HIGHEWTKIN I HATE EVERYTHJNG #HWHWHHEHUGWUGUGUGUWVJBWIBJBJWHVWHHW VH HVWHV /NEG #HATEHQTEHATEHATEGATEGARW #tO mE ShEs NoT A FaNgIrl- SHUT UP GACHA PFP ASS #HAZBIN LOVING HEAD ASS #OMFGGGGGHWNJW #I am actually going insane #i am actually losing it #i am actually crying #i... yeah

[sipsoftea]

I finally got bg3 and now i can draw for it without feeling like a fake fan :D so some first thoughts are in order I think.

1. I'm head over heels for gale. I really thought I'd be an astarion or a karlach kinda gal, and don't get me wrong, i am, but I fell in love with gale the moment I pulled him out of the portal and he immediately started on a rant giving me all the tadpole lore he had available.

2. I cried over how frickin sweet and compassionate karlach is. *spoilers* I don't remember her exact words, but when I told her about how gales ex wants him to blow himself up for her "forgiveness" karlach was so aggressively compassionate, saying something along the lines of "any God who tells you to blow yourself up, is no God worth worshipping" and I love her so so so much, for her compassionate wisdom and for who she is as a person.

3. The music is actually frickin incredible. I hadn't heard any of the music before I bought the game, I assumed it was good because games like that usually have a big emphasis on music, but goodness gracious, I wasn't ready for it to knock my socks off like that. genuinely breathtaking.

4. I don't like to swear, but fuck death shepherds. they are the most obnoxious freaks I've ever had the displeasure of coming across, I hope they step on Legos and trip into the fiery pits of hell, where they'll be forced to fight their own kind without the use of their own magic.

5. Scratch is the best boy. I would die for him.

6. I don't want to hate on anyone's choices in favorite characters, but I cannot stand shadowheart. I'll probably be eating my words once I get to know her better, but I sincerely wish she'd shut up about her goddess. I'm currently in the middle of doing shar's gauntlet, and she keeps bringing up the fact that she was "meant to be here", and that "shar must favor her somehow". Like, bestie... that can't possibly be a good thing. From my understanding, most of the gods in this game are actually trash, like dumpster fire levels of horrid. Like mystra asking gale to kill himself for her forgiveness, or whatever tf the absolute is, or shar taking peoples memories and lives if they stay in her shadow realm without a light source for too long. And I don't want to victim blame or anything. I think she mentioned she was raised in the church, so I imagine all this was forced into her head from a very young age. It just wears on me a little, that's all.

7. Everyone wants to get with me EXCEPT gale. I love him to bits, but man he's a challenge to romance ((and i would like to say, i really do love the platonic love my tav and gale have for each other, it's really sweet)). Shadow heart invited me to drink with her at the party, I ended up having to load a save because I'm terrible at rejection and I didn't want to romance her.

Next, I went to camp and the game immediately forced me into a dance cutscene with wyll, I once again had to load a save because I'm terrified of rejection. And gale is just like "wow, you're such a good friend :))" and I'm more than happy to be his friend, don't get me wrong. I just want to cuddle my wizard under the stars while we talk about our favorite interests, is that so much to ask?

But over all, this game is incredible. I've been playing nonstop for the last three days or so, it's really been a joy. Now I just need to figure out how to draw all of my favorite characters so I can post a bunch of scribbles >:))

#baldurs gate #bg3 #long post #im sorry if i misspelled anyones names or if i got them wrong all together #rant post #i genuinely love this game

[mossrockpog]

Am gonna attempt to do an id! Let me know if I made any mistakes. Also due to religious reasons I can't swear so they will be censored sorry.

[ID: DSMP characters edited to be text posts.

Post 1:

Jack Manifold: yall like "I wanna die" like a broken record but a buncha clowns come over wanting to kill you and you're all crappin your pants. hypocrites you are

Tommyinnit: the day I let frickin bozo stab me to death is the day I die, pal

Jack Manifold: well yeah that's how being stabbed to death works

Tommyinnit: (in bold text) dude don't make fun of me what if a girl sees this

Post 2:

Dream: Can we please normalize killing 🥺 and maiming 😭😭😭 it's my coping mechanism and it really hurts to see people hating on it 💔💔💔...

Post 3:

Technoblade: murder literally doesn't hurt anyone

Technoblade: you can ask anyone who has been murdered and they literally have nothing to say on the topic. It clearly doesn't matter to them

Post 4:

Awesamdude: everybody been actin funny lately but it's ok cuz im bouta act hilarious lm*o

Ranboo: Why is this vaguely threatening

Post 5:

Quackity: mickey mouse old as frick someone put that rat in a nursing home

Post 6: [A tumblr ask and response.]

Anonymous asked: preferred pronouns?

wilbur soot answered: don't talk about me

Post 7:

Karl Jacobs: my brain is deteriiooioutaing I can hear it

Post 8:

Foolish: lookin for my twin flame. hmu if we've met 1000s of years ago & have hung out every subsequent lifetime since. missing you

/end id]

Again, feel free to lmk if I've made any mistakes! Thank you @nyanbinary-87 for doing them up til now!!

#dsmp memes #technoblade #ranboo #wilbur soot #quackity #tommyinnit #dream #dreamwastaken #jack manifold #awesamdude #foolish gamers #karl jacobs #dsmp #dream smp

[bottlecaprabbitgames]

Announcements, Things Going On ATM, Cool Kid Shit

Yes, I'm cringe. I'm getting more comfortable with myself everyday and that means the real cringe is coming out. It's being RELEASED

Anyway-

I won't lie, a lot may not get done on MG:T this week. I'm in hardcore hustle mode to make sure I can get my tablet and my mom's Mother's Day gifts, which is taking all my time atm. I'm also having a hard time focusing, which is driving me nuts.

However! Patreon content will continue as normal! There are FIVE days left to sign up and get your votes in on this month's bonuses! And... I also released another old commission with Freja/F!MC that's NSFW this morning. AND I'm planning for at least one of this month's bonuses to be NSFW... it's my birth month, and it's high time I return to my roots, LOL. The Freja/F!MC NSFW post is only available for $10+ tiers! There is also a Fawn NSFW and Blake NSFW over there, too!

Also! There is a $30 goal on Ko-fi to get another 1,000+ word public scenario up! It's 13% done at the moment, and all tippers can leave their vote on who they want the scenario to be with! Something to consider! There's also a Blake scenario that is ONLY available on Ko-fi for any amount of tips! I might also post a special sneak peek on there this month, muhahahahaha! (I also redo these goals immediately after completion, making a public post that there is 1 on the way! This is a CONSTANT community goal that never goes away!)

AND... LASTLY... if you are curious to know what my older NSFW content entailed, you can check out my AO3. I have fanfics there, I have OC content there, some other stuff, too. I can in fact say I've written one smutty werewolf, vampire, and alien fic a piece, and several others from different fandoms. Some of it's a bit dated for my writing now, but uh... the Neia one at the top is. Is definitely not. Hi, yes, I was the first Neia fanfic writer and Neia poster other than Ana. Ana has also called me Neia's biggest fan before and I hold that post very near and dear to my soul. HAHAHAHA

Yes! So! ANYWAY! Don't forget to get those asks in! My birthday is in THREE HECKIN DAYS, and I do appreciate all the support, gamers! I am so frickin' thankful for it, and the amount of folks who have sent in asks, and the folks supporting me on Patreon continuously. Without this engagement, I don't honestly think I could keep going like I do... so thank you <3

#announcements #mind games #patreon #ko-fi

[teenagemutantninjatrauma]

I’m not saying I wanna make a How To Train Your Dragon tmnt2k3 au, but IF I DID.

I think Donnie should be Hiccup. I am so normal about that idea okay listen shush

He’s the inventor, he’s the pacifist, he is a frickin. Hiccup kinnie if I ever have seen one

No love interests, just 1) Leo being the stern leader everyone looks up to who has to constantly course correct his brothers, 2) Raph being a very hyped up warrior who eventually gets to ride a Monstrous Nightmare, and 3) Mikey being the first one to discover Donnie’s dragon and then pushing him to save said dragon

“But Trauma, you can’t make a httyd au post without telling us what kind of dragons each of them would have” boy am I glad you asked! I am not at all basing these on their weapons, they already get dragon forms based on their weapons, so I’m gonna get a little goofy with this

I think Leo would ride a Light Fury or whatever the white version is called. Great dragon for stealth missions and quick, deadly attacks, but a very graceful creature as well.

Raph would looove a Monstrous Nightmare - a dragon that can set itself on fire?? Badass! Needless to say he is a fire hazard but MAN does he look cool!

Mikey would either have a swarm of Terrible Terrors, a Night Fury, or a Zippleback. Something that on the surface level seems hard to handle but that he has a great time goofing around with.

With Donnie I’m indecisive, maybe he’d have a Stormcutter. Guy would be absolutely fascinated by a four-winged dragon, especially one so closely resembling a bat, and I think, having seen how easily gentle the dragon is, it would look after him :)

#Donnie as Hiccup au #inspired by me having watched the first two httyd movies like five times each this month #found out that some of my alter friends haven’t been around long enough yet to watch them so I’m making it their enrichment /lh #the second movie is so emotionally destructive it’s insane #well written #but god it’s so sad #how to train your dragon #tmnt 2k3 au #don’t expect more this was a spur of the moment thought #but feel free to run with it #he’d be the one to invent wings for himself based on dragon wings #he’d be the one wanting to make a prosthetic tail for a dragon