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theemporium · 6 months

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“Oh, fuck.”

It was a week out until the next full moon, and he was already starting to feel angsty.

The day had been dreadfully long. From the early morning start to nosy colleagues and stupid office drama, all leading up to the fact he wasn’t able to get lunch until an hour before his shift even ended. It was safe to say that Remus was just done with the day.

When he had finally managed to escape the office, he was ready to just shove whatever quick meal he could make before falling face first into bed to enjoy a long lie in before his day off tomorrow. He hadn’t even gotten the chance to call you today during his break, and he kicked himself a little knowing that you’d probably be asleep by the time he arrived home.

But you weren’t. And you weren’t in your own apartment either.

You were here. You were here and you were sprawled on his bed, dressed in some lacy number that he definitely did not remember you owning before. You were here and every exhausting thought in his head was long gone when his pretty girlfriend was waiting for him with a knowing look and a sweet smile.

“Welcome home, baby,” you said to him, propped up on the mattress on your elbows. “Rough day?”

“You…” Remus trailed off, letting out a breathless laugh. “You’re a fucking menace.”

“I thought you liked trouble, Moony,” you said in a teasing voice.

“Don’t call me that,” Remus said, shaking his head as his eyes wandered down your figure. “Not when you’re dressed like that.”

“No?” You raised a brow.

“How did you…” he trailed off, still shaking his head in disbelief as he took a step closer to you.

“Spare key,” you answered before you nodded towards the bedside table. “I thought you could use some…relief after I didn’t hear from you today. Thought I could give my boy a little surprise.”

“Love—” he started but you continued.

“And you should know better than to think you can hide from me,” you said as you shot him a look. “We’ve been dating for three years, Remus. I know how you get before a full moon. And I know what makes you feel better. Stop pulling away. Stop pushing me out.”

“I don’t mean to,” he whispered, a little sheepish as he shrugged his jacket off and kicked his shoes off too. “I’m just—”

“I know,” you reassured him as you reached for his hand and pulled him towards you. “And I know what else makes you feel better,” you continued with a sparkle in your eyes. “Chocolate.”

He paused. “Chocolate?”

You grinned. “Chocolate.”

The lacy number was ripped to shreds on the bedroom floor, your body was arching off the mattress and Remus had never been more glad to have the next day off.

“Merlin,” he groaned, his head ducking down to lick the dribble of melted chocolate that dripped between your tits. “Why have we never done this before?”

“Remus,” you breathed out, aimlessly trying to tug yourself free but his hand kept your wrists pinned above your head. “Please.”

“Nuh uh, honey,” Remus murmured, lips brushing against your skin as he kissed along your skin before licking a long stripe up your stomach. “Gotta keep you still. Thought you wanted to make me feel better?”

“I do,” you whined, nodding your head.

“You gonna let me fuck you, baby?” Remus taunted, his eyes darkening as he took in your flushed cheeks and glossy eyes. “Gonna let me taste that pretty cunt of yours? Bet it tastes better than the chocolate.”

“Remus,” you cried out, squirming beneath him. “Please—”

“I know,” he cooed, throwing your words back at you. “Gonna take care of you, gonna fuck you, gonna make us both feel so fucking good.”

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pixeechix21 · 4 months

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Baby it's cold outside

Matteo Riddle x fem!reader (12 days of Christmas)

‘trust me the way i think of you, i wouldn’t say I think of you like a little sister’ he spits out darkly, trapping me.

TW: cnc, questionable, tense, angst, BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND, ‘trust me the way i think of you, i wouldn’t say I think of you like a little sister’ he spits out darkly

Break it down baby: You’re Draco’s little sister by one year. You’re not really allowed to be there at the party, but playing with Matteo is your favourite pass time. Tongues are loosened and secrets are spilled. It’s cold and it wouldn’t hurt anyone, in the dark it can all remain a secret.

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Driving up the long wooded drive the massive stark manor that lay solemnly in the middle of a field. The dark windows glistened like onyx as the growing snow danced down. I run out heading straight for the house so that the boys don’t get any ideas about throwing snowballs at me. The house elves had unpacked everything so creeping down that large mahogany staircase on the way to steal some food you overheard the voices in the main room.

“Hello Reginold,” I say, patting the face of the stag’s head hanging up in the hallway. Trying my best I quieted my footsteps on the checkered floor, walking on my tiptoes. “They won’t be here for two days, we can throw it away tomorrow and they'll clean it that night,” one deep voice murmurs.

“Mmm yeah what about her?”

“She’s my sister, I'll make her stay upstairs and get one of you to look out for her,” Draco says, sending a wave of irritation through my body. Insolent little rat, I think. I press my ear onto the door.

“No way Draco, why do we have to look after your little sister,” Tom says calmly, annoyed.

“Yeah I’m not doing it, maybe Blaze?” Theo interjects. Arethey seriously discussing who’s going to be guard dogging me?!?

“Yeah he’d love to, he’s had a small thing for her since beginning of term,”

“Eww Riddle I don’t want to hear it!” Draco says dramatically.

“I’ll do it. Blaze wouldn’t know how to control the half of her,” Matteo’s deep nonchalant voice rings in my ears. Heart racing. See now this doesn't sound so bad, I think realizing that I’d be able to spend time with him.

“Great! Theo can you tell everyone it’ll be winter wonderland themed or something,” Draco claps.

“We’ve finished the drinks, I’ll go get some,” I hear footsteps on the carpet, nearing the door. Oh Merlin. I step away hastily trying to find a hiding spot. I duck behind my great great great grandfather’s suit of armor, peeking out to see Matteo standing right in front of me smirking. “Hello princess, decided to wear a suit of armor instead of a gown? Very dashing,” his accent dripped in amusement, as I stepped out and averted my eyes.

“Yes you look dashing too, with the-the..” I look down then back to him. “The gray sweatpants,” I blush and heat up as he steps closer.

“Like what you see? Then I’m guessing you wouldn’t mind that you can’t go to the party,” he was a step in front of me. I glare up at him, pouting, and crossing my arms. “I don’t need to be babysitted like your little sister Riddle.” I bite out.

“Well call it something else, because I do not see you as my little sister,” the way he says the words with so much disgust, i feel taken aback. He’d always treated me like Draco’s little annoying sister and now he can’t bear to think of me like that?

“Fine. You’re his little guard dog,” my level of anger simmering down as a different type of heat grows and heats my body.

“That’s where you’re wrong, I’m your guard dog,” he locks me in. “And I won’t be taking my eyes off you, all night.” His breath washes over me, smelling of bourbon. They’ve definitely raided my father's bar.

“I’m still going, you can’t stop me,” I tried one last time to one up him. I catch a glimmer in his eyes that passes away in a millisecond. He wanted to do something he shouldn’t.

“Okay I won’t stop you,” you smile happily until he finishes, “i can fight.” If I was insane I’d have walked away, but his proximity, how i can tell that he never lies, and I’ve seen how he finishes someone off my body physically can’t help the shivers that run through me. Washing every nerve in a molten emotion. His eyes dart from one to the other then without further talk walks away leaving me there, hot with a wetness between my thighs.

***

Someone really needs to show the DJ what real music is. The house is full of pupils from Hogwarts crowd the stairway and the majority of the downstairs. I can feel him trailing me as I wind through people, saying hello and catching up with others. Having had enough I stop abruptly and confront him, “I was just joking about needing a babysitter, fuck off and find someone else Matteo,” without listening to me he takes my drink out of my hand and takes a sip, never letting a single emotion show. “Sure you don’t princess” is all he says before brushing past me.

I’ve managed to avoid the wrath of Draco so far, and no one’s minded that I take some drinks. Just as I start to feel my head swim. Talking to Pansy I see in the corner of my eye Matteo kissing a girl like there’s no tomorrow. It infuriates me, I know I have no right but. But as I watch his hands touch this girl up and down I wish it was me.

I spot a boy from potions that I’d had a minor crush on. Stumbling, I approach him, “Jack oh my god,” I say flirtingly smiling at him. Let's put the so-called fighting to a test. “Hey pretty how’s the drinks treating you,” he laughs to his friends, they all have their greedy eyes on me. I push back the barf. I loop a hand over his neck, pulling him close, “you know what’s hilarious?”

“No, tell me, maybe somewhere more private?” He doesn't smell pretty like Matteo. God I need to get him out of my head.

He’s like a snake just like his father. “Mmm, we should have a guard dog following me,” I pointed my thumbs over my shoulder to him. Then that’s when through my haze I feel disgusted at this boy, as his hand touches my ass. I try to push away from him but he doesn’t.

Matteo’s shadow is behind me and the look of pure fear dawns on Jack’s face. He immediately lets go, backing away until he’s at a safe distance.

“Really wanted to see if you could fight, why’d you scare them off?” I huff as he comes to the front of me. His eyes are hooded and lips slightly swollen.

“I bet you did, better luck next time,” he takes the grip of my elbow and steers me away. I pick up a drink upon passing a tray and swing it back.

I’ve already dug six feet under might as well dig to hell.

I try to pull back as we climb the stairs, but he’s insistent. Tripping over the carpeted step he catches me. His arms felt right, they felt perfect as they held me safely. His hair was ruffled and I wanted to run my fingers through it. “Careful,” he says, looking only at my lip glossed lip. I push him off and stumble ahead, laughing like a lunatic. “Why are you laughing, crazy?” He bounds up to meet me, stopping in front of me. “Because..” I trail off swinging on the stair’s post.

“Mmhm?” he smile flashes as he steps one stair up looking up at me so prettily. God! Why is he so fucking pretty it’s not fair?!

“You have to promise not to tell anyone okay? Not even Theo,” he looks at me confused then laughs.

“Theo?” He confirms.

“Yes, okay Theo so shhhh!” I heavily lift my finger to push it up onto his lips. They’re soft, on the verge of chapped. “I secretly like him. Like like him. Like I just want him to…” I drift off almost falling backwards down the stairs. He’s quick and catches me before the tipping point. As he puts me up right.

“Theo? You like Theo?” He sounds angry, jealous.

“No silly, I like you but you- oop-” He looks so confused as I continue to giggle my hand over my mouth as I catch myself..

“Me- why would I tell Theo-”

“Cause you two are like peas in a pod. But god it’s you that I want Riddle, god how much i want you,” I roll my eyes as if it’s common sense.

I blush at the thought of what I truly want him to do, what I want to do to him.

I reach my bedroom door and he stops me from opening it, I turn around smiling, biting down on my lip.

“What.” One step closer. “Do.” his hand lightly touches my waist. “You. want me to do?” it comes out grated with unspoken lust.

“I need to go to bed,” I twist the door knob and let us both in.

“Rather convenient for you,” he enters without a welcome. I get a sudden flash of heat and the sparkly dress is too itchy. I reach behind my back grasping at the zipper.

“Help me.” I say whining at the irritation of feeling claustrophobic. His shadow is behind me once again slowly he pulls the zipper down. Cold fingers working their way down my bare back, I shiver at the sensation.

The second it's off I sigh in complete relief, “hank merlin, you’re my savior,” I lift the sheets and scoot in. Closing my eyes I start to drift off until I hear him walking to the door, “Wait Riddle.” He pauses, “please it’s cold outside,” I lift one side and wait for him to climb in.

He does reluctantly. Tense as he comes close to me. His body heat radiates off of him in soothing waves. I curl closer to him, humming as I hold him.

Too drunk to care, I sink into the spinning darkness. Leg swung over his waist. He took my leg with one hand, running it up and down lazily.

I look up at him in the dark training my finger down his jaw. His hand comes to my ass, squeezing it testingly. I wiggle my ass, I can feel him under me, as he shifts me to the top. “I want you to do so many things,” I finally mumbled before falling asleep.

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Matteo’s POV:

Her weight is fully on me. Her last words ringing in my head, she truly knows how to drive me crazy. It’s too late to leave, and also I don’t want to leave. Her soft skin is warm as my hand wanders up and down. I shouldn’t, I think as my hand dips to feel her panties. It’s been a while since she's fallen asleep. She keeps letting out small whimpers, and grinding ever so slightly up and down my shaft. I can’t help the blood coursing to my cock. It’s painful how much I want to fuck her.

How she had openly admitted to wanting me was tyranny. So close yet forbidden to touch, like a perfect marble statue in a locked museum.

Slowly putting my hand in between her panties I bite down a groan as I feel her soft folds open for my fingers, coating them in her wetness. This little whore is dreaming about sex, I can feel it. I pause momentarily to hear if there’s any more shifting. Heart pounding in my ears, I continue going up and down every now and again circling her clit. I feel her as her body responds to me, throbbing and becoming wetter. My cock pushes up against her stomach, to relieve myself I push one finger into her cunt. It’s warm and instantly clenches around me, eating me up begging for more.

“How bad do you want me princess?” I whisper, kissing her neck and sucking it. You moan grinding into my fingers without even knowing it. I threw my head back into the pillow. The dizziness, the pounding of my head, my cock, the way you feel on fingers it’s too much. With my free hand, I unzip my pants, taking my cock out. It’s so cold in this room, that the house elves must’ve forgotten to turn the fire on. I position my cock at your entrance. Like a good princess, you open your legs allowing me to enter you better.

You really were dreaming about him filling up, it felt so real.

I nearly came at the first feeling of your cunt wrapping around my cock and the small in and outs that your hips rolled. “Matteo do it,” you moan, gripping me closer to you. In the fog of tiredness, you squint open watching me, I spot you and capture your open lips in a kiss. My tongue opens your mouth and explores you.

I push myself all the way in, then draw out. I pause with every movement to make sure you're okay, you accept me so openly. Without hesitation.

I moan quietly into the silent room. It’s euphoric finally being able to have you. All those years of having to use my hand or other girls to replace you, it was torture. I use your hips to roll and bounce on my dick, like a good doll that does what she’s meant to.

“Fuck- that’s God- You feel so p-perfect- your going to make me come-” I whisper not able to contain my control.

Your whimpers are music to my ears. Your body’s so responsive, already you're close to your climax, clenching and milking my cock, not a single thought in that pretty head of yours. I shiver ever so slightly. All you can hear is the wet sounds of me pumping in and out of your dripping cunt. You place small wet kisses on my hot neck.

I move quicker my moans restrained as my hot sticky come spills out of me. Luckily I pulled out before. To avoid a greater mess I lift you to rest on the other side. I message you lightly drifting back to sleep as you act like a cockwarmer. Because baby it’s cold outside. And I don't care if they'll talk.

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myveryownfanfiction · 2 months

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Sharpuary day 15: ashwinder

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen

warnings: swearing, duels

"Where the fuck did they all come from?" I gasped as I skidded to a halt next to Aesop. Fig's protege was collapsed in a heap in the middle of the meadow, surrounded by ashwinders. The group was standing around, waiting for them to make a move but it looked like they were down for the count. Or perhaps they were waiting for Rookwood to appear.

"I don't know." Aesop growled, taking a careful step forward. "But I am NOT going to let anything happen to that child. Not anymore." Stepping into the meadow, Aesop raised his wand. "Stupefy!" He yelled. I ducked into the forest again and maneuvered my way around to the other side.

"Diffindo!" I yelled as I emerged from the forest. "Depulso!" I tried to keep track of where Aesop was as I burst into the meadow. "Leviso!"

"Acio!" Aesop cried and I felt myself move to the left, just as a flash of red went careening past my ear. I looked over at him in thanks and he nodded before turning to the next ashwinder. "Reducto!"

"Expelliarmus!" I yelled, fighting my way towards the collapsed student. "Fuck." I muttered as I finally reached them, just realizing the small pool of blood that had surrounded them. "Aesop!" I yelled. "We need to get them out of here. NOW!"

"Remember Trafalgar?" he yelled back. My eyes went wide and I threw myself over Fig's protege.

"Protego!" I yelled and put all my strength into the shield. Aesop backed as close to it as he dared.

"Confringo!" Aesop yelled, watching as the ashwinders either apparated or went down. "We'll apparate as close as I can to the castle. Once we get there, run and get Blainey. We're going to need her." I nodded as Aesop crouched down to put a hand on my back and the student's. With a twist of the gut, we landed in Hogsmeade square. I immediately ran for the floo network and landed in the hospital wing.

"Blainey!" I yelled as I saw her. "We need your help!" She came running and we flooed back to the square where Aesop was trying to treat what wounds he could with wiggenweld.

"What in merlin's beard happened?" Blainey asked.

"Ashwinders." I breathed out, watching the two work on the student. "We took care of them but the student was in the forbidden forest...there must have been dozens of them...standing around...waiting..."

"I think they're running out trying to take down the smuggling rings." Aesop said quietly, standing up and giving Blainey her space.

"What makes you say that?" I asked. Aesop handed me their bag, which squeaked. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked inside. There was a whole nest of baby nifflers in it. I sighed and looked at Aesop. "Which means we aren't going to be able to stop them." He shook his head.

"No." He agreed. "But it does mean we can better prepare them."

#aesop sharp #aesop sharp x reader #aesop sharp fanfic #aesop sharp fanfiction #aesop sharp imagine #professor sharp #professor sharp x reader #professor sharp fanfic #professor sharp fanfiction #professor sharp imagine #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanfic #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #hogwarts legacy imagine #sharpuary #sharpuary 2024

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rose-of-the-grave · 12 days

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First Day of Summer

Pairing: James x Lily

This one is kinda short but I think I'm still happy with how it turned out! This was requested. As always I'm the author (please don't repost) ❤️

Masterlist Read on Ao3

Warnings: Lily and James are alive, harmione foreshadowing, fluff, idk what else

Word Count: 506

Description: Lily and James are in a hurry to get to King's Cross to pick up Harry after his first year.

Taglist: @sylveryfire

“Hurry up, we need to go!” Lily called from the front door. They needed to leave soon if they wanted to get to the train station in time to pick up Harry.

“I’m coming!”

James’ head poked out of the room, “Have you seen my glasses?”

Lily looked at him, rolling her eyes, a fond expression on her face. “They’re on your head, dumbass.”

He reached a hand up, and looked sheepish when his hand connected with his glasses.

“Are you ready to go now?”

He smiled, “Yeah, I’ll be right there.” Then he ducked back into their bedroom to grab something before coming downstairs.

They got in the car and pulled out of their driveway, thankfully on time. As they were leaving Lily waved at one of their neighbors who was outside that she had befriended. The drive went smoothly, with no more traffic than expected.

The two of them arrived at King’s Cross Station with only a few minutes to spare. Lily and James hurried through to Platform 9 ¾, breathing a sigh of relief to see that the students hadn’t unboarded yet. The platform was crowded with families waiting impatiently for their children.

“Excuse me.”

“Sorry.”

They soon pushed their way through the crowd to a spot with a better vantage point. Once they found a good place to wait, they started to scan the throng of people to see if anyone they knew was there.

“Merlin, I can’t believe that it has really been five months since Harry came home for Christmas.” Lily said. The past year had been difficult, realizing that their baby boy was old enough to go to Hogwarts. Harry was growing up so fast.

“I know, it feels like it’s been an eternity.” James wrapped an arm around her.

The past year had been difficult, ever since they had gone into hiding during the Wizarding War neither of them had been separated from Harry for this long. At most it was for a weekend when he spent time with Sirius and Remus. Living through a time where they were all scared for their lives at such a young age had made them both very protective of their only son. Seeing him leave the nest had not been easy.

The doors opened and students came pouring out, all of them rushing towards their parents. It wasn’t long before they spotted Harry, accompanied by two of his fellow students.

“Ohhhh look, James. Our Harry is back after finishing his first year at Hogwarts!”

“Not just that Lils, notice him holding hands with that bushy haired girl.”

By his letters telling them about his newfound friends Lily and James gathered that the red-haired boy was Ron and that the bushy haired girl that he was indeed holding hands with must be Hermione. The trio stood there, exchanging their goodbyes before parting ways. Harry turned around and almost immediately caught sight of his parents.

He ran over to them and they both wrapped him tightly in their arms, happy to see him again.

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impishtubist · 2 years

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“bye, bus!”

Okay, so this post keeps crossing my dash, and I tried to bully the Discord into writing a Wolfstar fic for it, only to accidentally end up writing Prongsfoot for it myself instead 🤦‍♂️ I blame @theresthesnitch.

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“You’re sure you have everything?”

Teddy rolled his eyes. “Yeah, Padfoot, I’ve got everything.”

Sirius crossed his arms, aiming a stern look at his godson. “You left your packing until an hour ago, so forgive me if I’m a bit skeptical.”

“If I left anything, you can just send it through the Floo, it’s not a big deal.”

“Maybe I’ll just keep it for myself.”

Teddy shrugged. “That’s fine, Papa will just buy it for me again. He’s rich, you know.”

“Oi!” Sirius reached up to ruffle Teddy’s blue curls, and the boy ducked away from him. “Don’t let Da hear you say that, brat. When did you turn into a teenager?”

“Three years ago, when I turned thirteen.”

“Two minutes!” Stan called from the door of the Knight Bus. Teddy’s luggage was already on board, so he picked up his smaller bag and slung it over his shoulder. Sirius felt a familiar pang behind his sternum. Teddy had spent one month with him every summer since he turned six, giving Remus and Kingsley a break while Sirius got to relentlessly spoil his godson. Teddy would be an adult by this time next year, graduated from Hogwarts and off on his next adventure. Who knew if he even wanted to spend time with Uncle Sirius after that?

“Stop that,” Teddy said, poking him in the side. Other passengers were saying their goodbyes and boarding the Knight Bus. “I’ll see you at the station on September first, yeah? And I’ll be home for Christmas. Besides, you’ll be so busy with your little rascals once school starts again that you won’t even miss me.”

“You were one of those little rascals once, you know.” Sirius had been teaching at a magical nursery school for--Merlin, for almost twenty years now. He loved his babies to pieces, though now he felt painfully old. Where had the time gone?

“Yeah, and I was a menace.”

“A very cute menace, though.” Sirius hugged Teddy one last time. “Travel safe, and call me through the mirror as soon as you’re home. Oh, and give your da a kiss from me.”

Teddy pulled back, a mischievous glint in his eye. “But not Papa?”

“Your papa can have a kiss from me when he sends me the Galleons he owes me from last week’s match.”

Teddy was the last passenger on the bus. The doors closed, and Sirius raised his hand to wave as the engine roared to life. A few other wixen who had come to see loved ones off were also waving.

“Say bye, bus!” Sirius said cheerfully, as the Knight Bus disappeared with a loud pop.

“Bye, bus!” someone next to him said.

Sirius froze. Oh, no. Two decades spent teaching little ones had instilled some ridiculous habits in him, like speaking cheerfully to inanimate objects and encouraging others to do the same.

Slowly, he turned to face the person who had unwittingly bade the bus goodbye, and found himself face-to-face with a man whose expression looked as mortified as he imagined his own did.

“Er,” Sirius said lamely. “I teach toddlers.”

“I have a six-year-old,” the man said.

And then, they both burst out laughing.

“I can’t believe I said that,” Sirius wheezed. “Oh, Merlin.”

“Do you--do you do that with everything?” the man cackled. “Do you say goodbye to cars too? What about broomsticks?”

“Stop it.” Sirius covered his burning face with his hands.

“Do you talk to food while you’re cooking? ‘Hello, Mr. Tomato, are you ready to be chopped into tiny pieces today?’”

“You cannot tell anyone this happened,” Sirius said, lifting his head. “I’m going to make you swear an Unbreakable Vow.”

The man’s laughter tapered off, though he kept chuckling, and he lifted his glasses to wipe his eyes. He had a mop of dark, messy hair on his head, brown skin, and a build like a professional Quidditch player. In short, he was fit, and Sirius’s heart tripped in his chest.

The man put his glasses back on and considered Sirius, his eyes flicking from Sirius’s feet all the way up to his hair.

“I might be persuaded to keep your secret,” the man said, “if you buy me a cup of coffee.”

Sirius’s heart beat faster. Was he really--?

“Thought you said you’ve got a kid,” he said cautiously.

“Divorced,” the man said. “You?”

“Single.”

“Great!” The man stuck out his hand. “I’m James.”

“Sirius, like the star.”

James’s hand was warm, his grip firm. A shiver went down Sirius’s spine. What was wrong with him? Getting all flustered over a handshake. He wasn’t fourteen anymore!

“Coffee, then?”

Sirius grinned. “Coffee it is.”

#prongsfoot #we don't have a ship tag for remus/kingsley #moonking?#sirius black #james potter #imp is writing #LOOK I WROTE FLUFF #teddy lupin

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writeforfandoms · 1 year

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You’re the fire

Find my masterlist and series masterlist

Armed with more information about Poppy and the Golden Circle, plans are made.

Warnings: Swearing, allusions to violence and Poppy’s compound, allusions to dragons in captivity and the effects on the dragon.

Word count: 2.4k

This time, Jack didn’t try to keep you out of the loop. He didn’t quite let you help, but he did at least let you know what was going on.

“Harry knows,” he told you, focused on making breakfast for the two of you. “He and Merlin will fly out in the next few days. I told Javier as well, he’s got some contacts and will coordinate with them.”

“And where are you all meeting?” You tapped your fingers restlessly against the counter.

“Here.” He did look at you finally, shifting his weight. “Darlin’, I know you want to help…”

“I wouldn’t be that much help.” You wilted, just a little, but managed a wan smile all the same. “I know.”

Jack sighed and tapped his bare foot, debating something. “If you can get the time, come over.”

“What?” You blinked.

“I mean it. You already know everything else, I won’t keep this from you.” His lips twisted and he turned back to breakfast. “Learned that lesson already.”

You beamed at him. “Okay,” you agreed, wiggling a little. “I promise I won’t cause trouble or anything.”

Jack huffed at that, shaking his head as he brought two plates over to the counter. “Sweetheart,” he rumbled, ducking his head to look you in the eye, “you are trouble. But the best kind.” He kissed you, quick and sweet, before he backed off and took his seat.

“You’ll let me know when the meeting is, when everyone arrives?” You couldn’t help but double check as you washed the dishes.

“I will. I suspect Wednesday, but it depends on when Harry and Merlin can get here. They’ve got a few things to take care of on their end.”

“Are they, like, caretakers for the Royal line?” You frowned a little. It had been low-key puzzling you for a while, how Harry and Merlin actually fit into all of this.

Jack ducked his head but not before you saw his grin. “Not exactly,” he muttered, clearly amused.

“So? Are you gonna tell me?” You nudged him with your elbow.

Jack chuckled, shaking his head a little. “They’re more like… secret service. Of a sort.”

Your eyes went wide. “Seriously?”

“Mmhm. Met Harry on assignment, back with the military.” He shrugged, though he looked pleased. “Since he works with the Royals and with some other dragons, we got to talking. He hasn’t gotten rid of me since.”

You laughed quietly, leaning over a little into his chest. “Well, certainly works out well for us now.”

Jack hummed quiet acknowledgement, his hands landing on your hips to hold you there for a few long moments. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“So am I.” You tipped your head back against his shoulder, briefly closing your eyes to enjoy the moment of peace while you could.

After all, it wouldn’t last long.

After you’d gone back home, Jack confirmed the day and time of the meeting, and you managed to get a couple days off work. Knowing Jack would be busy, you drove yourself out to the ranch and waved at him where he stood with Javier and an unfamiliar man before you headed back to see Eggsy.

The dragon was no longer truly a baby, as he was growing pretty quickly. He didn’t have to stretch to boop your nose anymore, and he shed scales practically every other day. Which made him itchy and occasionally irritable, although he rarely got snappy with you. (Jack, on the other hand, had had to scold the dragon more than once for bad behavior.) The gold on his wings shone in the sunlight, and he was mottled blue and green and brown as his adult colors came through.

In short, he looked like a teenager. You felt a little bit bad for him.

“Hi darling,” you murmured, scratching his eye ridges. Eggsy cooed and snuggled in closer to you, enjoying the attention.

“So this is the wee lizard.”

You and Eggsy both jumped at the voice behind you, and you turned to see a bald man standing there, arms crossed over his chest, dark sweater pulled tight across his shoulders. He looked very unimpressed.

“And you are?” You shifted, putting yourself between the man and Eggsy. Rationally, you knew that the fact that he was here, on the ranch, unsupervised, meant that Jack trusted him. But you had no idea who this guy was, and you were a little bit protective of Eggsy.

His lips quirked but he didn’t comment. “Merlin.”

“Oh.” You relaxed a little, shoulders dropping. “I’m–”

“I know who you are.” He took two steps closer, giving you a more thorough look-over. “You’re the one who’s gotten us this far.”

“Um.” You blinked at him, startled. “I don’t know about that.”

“Don’t you?” He didn’t smile, but something in his eyes warmed. “Hm. I’ve been told you named the wee lizard Eggsy.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer disdain in his voice. “Yeah, it made more sense at the time,” you agreed, grinning back at your little dragon. “It kind of stuck, though.”

Merlin heaved a long-suffering sigh. “Well, it can be changed,” he grumbled. “Come here, little one.”

Eggsy hunkered down behind you, wings tucked tight, tail lashing back and forth. You stepped out of the way, shaking your head when Eggsy tried to follow you.

“Nuh uh. You have to meet people eventually and learn to play nice. Might as well start with him.”

Eggsy drooped like the dramatic child he truly was but slunk forward all the same. All of three steps. Before he stopped and stretched out his neck to sniff Merlin’s hand instead.

“I see you met Merlin.” Jack walked over to you, immediately wrapping one arm around your waist to tuck you into his side.

“Mmhm. Who else is here?” You leaned into his warmth gratefully, watching Eggsy investigate Merlin with more energy now. Here meaning he began to poke the long-suffering Scotsman.

“Javier, and Marcus Pike from the Bureau of Dragon Management.” Jack hesitated a moment. “Harry is around somewhere.”

“He’s talking to Champ.” Merlin didn’t even look at you two, still focused on Eggsy.

“We’ll have to go fetch him before we start planning.” Jack smirked suddenly. “You wanna do the honors, Merlin?”

Merlin gave Jack a flat look. “No.” Turning, he strode back up to the house, Eggsy following him most of the way before bounding back to you.

“Guess we’re gonna go get him.” You grinned, reaching out to rub Eggsy’s snout. “Shall we?”

Jack heaved a sigh but relinquished his grip on you. “S’pose so. Should get this show on the road.”

“Hey.” You turned and grabbed his hand, frowning just a little. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” But he didn’t meet your gaze, looking out across the field. “C’mon, let’s go get Harry.”

“Jack.” You tightened your grip on his hand, stepping in his way. “Talk to me. Please.”

Jack dropped his head and sighed. “Darlin’... It’s just me bein’ silly. Nothing to fuss over.”

“It’s bothering you,” you pointed out reasonably. “Let me help.”

He sighed again. “Just… Worried.”

“About the rescue?”

“About leaving you.” He smiled, a little bitter, a little wry, a little self-deprecating. “I know you’ll be safer here. Nothin’ should happen.” He paused for a moment, turning his hand to twine his fingers between yours. “Should. And that bothers me.”

“I’ll be fine.” You chewed on your lower lip for a few moments. “Would it make you feel better if I stay here? On the ranch? So you know I’ll be safe with the dragons.”

Eyes a little wide, Jack leaned in close until his forehead bumped yours ever so gently. “Would you?”

“For you? Yes.” You smiled, lifting your free hand to cup his cheek. “No problem.”

“You’re amazing.” Jack kissed you, soft and sweet, before pulling away. “Alright. I’m ready.”

“Took you long enough,” Harry drawled from somewhere off to the side. By his sudden stillness, you could tell Jack hadn’t noticed him there either. “Come along.”

You and Jack looked at Harry’s retreating back before looking at each other. You broke first, clapping one hand over your mouth to stifle your giggles. Jack heaved a long-suffering sigh that was about 200% more dramatic than he actually felt, making you laugh harder. Grinning at his clear victory, Jack towed you inside with him.

Introductions were quick - Marcus was a polite man who smiled and shook your hand and didn’t question why you were there. Javier gave Jack some kind of look but didn’t actually ask. Fortunately.

“How sure are you of this intel?” Merlin asked once the pleasantries were out of the way.

“Very.” Jack looked a little smug. “Got some old friends looking into the location, but preliminary findings show there’s definitely something big out there. It’s disguised, at least partially. I’ll know more tomorrow.”

“And how are we getting there?” Javier put his hands on his hips.

“We have a jet,” Harry offered mildly. “That will be sufficient to get at least us there, although if you have other agents that need to be there, they will have to find their own way.”

Javier grimaced and glanced at Marcus, who simply nodded. “Let us worry about that,” Javier grumbled.

“You two have transportation for the Royal? If she’s still there, she might not be in good shape,” Jack pointed out.

“Aye,” Merlin murmured. “We’ll have a few of ours on standby, in case they’re needed.”

“What kind of firepower are we expecting?” Marcus asked.

As they started into the nitty gritty of the planning, you took a half-step back, just watching them all. Though the discussion was calm, all of them were very clearly determined, and you could see rage in more than one pair of eyes. They all wanted to see the Golden Circle go down.

And even if you couldn’t help, not really, you were glad to be here. Because even just this made you feel better.

“What about her?” Merlin didn’t even look at you, although his question did make you blink and refocus on the conversation.

“She’s staying here.” Jack reached a hand back to take yours, squeezing gently. “She’s done her part.”

Nobody questioned him, thankfully. And the planning moved on.

“When are we doing this?” Javier asked, glancing around the circle.

“Sooner the better,” Jack said, rubbing his thumb over your hand. “We’ve got the advantage, before she realizes she’s been found out.”

“How much time do you need to prepare?” Harry glanced between Javier and Marcus.

“As soon as I can show my boss proof that this isn’t a wild goose chase.” Javier shrugged. “Won’t be hard to convince him after that.”

“Same with my boss.” Marcus smiled a little. “They’ll be anxious to get involved with this.”

Harry snorted quietly. “As far as we’re concerned, you two can decide who gets the credit for Poppy,” he drawled. “Although I do believe we’ll have better luck with a smaller force to get in.”

Javier and Marcus exchanged looks again before Javier sighed. “Big interagency hit like this? Good luck.”

“Unless you misrepresent the start time,” Jack offered casually. “Be on your way before they can give you marching orders, claim technical difficulties in receiving orders, so on.” He smirked.

“I always forget how devious you are,” Marcus said on a sigh, though he looked amused. “That might have worked for you, but it won’t work for me. My SO won’t have it.”

Javier just grinned. “I’ll manage,” was all he said on the matter.

“So, when are we leaving?” Jack crossed his arms over his chest, looking at each of them in turn.

“Tomorrow, early.” Merlin had pulled a tablet from somewhere and was working on it. “It will take time to get to the compound, and we’ll have to hike part of the way on foot. Leaving tomorrow should give you all time to do what you need to do.”

Nobody objected, and nobody brought up anything else. Nodding to himself, Jack looked at you before he spoke again.

“Don’t have room here for all of you to stay, but I can take care of dinner.”

To your surprise, each man looked at you before agreeing, leaving you a little flustered and definitely confused. Fortunately, they all saw fit to take themselves outside to do whatever they all needed to do, leaving you and Jack to work on dinner prep.

“Jack?” You glanced at him before refocusing on the potatoes. “What was that about?”

“Hmm?” Jack paused to look at you.

“They all… I dunno. Like they were looking for permission, or something.”

“Ah.” Jack ducked his head to hide his grin, very unsuccessfully. “Well, they’ve all known me for a while. Years, most of ‘em. So they may have made some assumptions ‘bout us.”

“Such as?” You raised one eyebrow, equal parts wary and curious about how cagey he was being.

“Pretty sure they all think you live here, darlin’.”

Well. That was nowhere near as bad as it could’ve been. “Would be a bit of a drive to work,” was the first thing out of your mouth.

Jack froze. You froze. Jack opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

“Nope,” he said after a moment. “I wanna have that talk. I really wanna have that talk. But not tonight. Not right before…” He trailed off and grimaced. “One more thing to hold again Poppy, I guess.”

“Hey.” You set the knife down and walked over to him, wrapping your arms tight around his middle. “It’ll turn out fine. You’ll come back, and everything will be fine, and we’ll have that talk when you get back. I promise.”

“You’re too sweet.” Jack kissed the top of your head and just… stood there for a few moments, breathing and holding steady. Then he sighed softly. “Alright. Let’s finish this up, feed that lot, and go to bed. I wanna hold you tonight.”

“Sure.” You kissed him once, a bare brush of lips, and turned back to your work.

Things would be okay. This wouldn’t be the end of the discussion. You all just had to get through the next few days and it would all be fine.

#tangled up #dragon rancher jack #jack daniels x you #jack daniels x reader #f!reader

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kathren-is-here · 1 year

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Lil oc intro

Whoa- howdy there it’s been a hot minute whoops, completely forgot to post here

but might as well show of my second favorite oc I made yet 🕺🏻

Meet Brass (Ford) Buzzard! My lil guy!

he was shortly made after I kept on thinking about ideas for Brass Mirror (which I have yet to explain whoops) and I love him!!💖💖💖

Here’s some info on him!

So the story so far is Bradford goes behind Cassidy's back to make a clone hybrid child when he got the chance to, not sure what he was thinking, but it ended up resulting in an angry Cassidy, and he technically got what he wanted? A baby duck/vulture/thing! Cassidy eventually warms up to them both again but not after some heavy angst with Bradford :)

this is after the show events btw! Unless I made an Au that states otherwise!

He's super like his parents, loves to observe people and stuff, generally a quiet kid early on but love to talk about what he's currently into and loves asking questions,

As a little kid, he loves that stringy rubber fidget toy, he finds it fun to play with and it's for his sensory issues:)

He gets into reading at an early age, and his parents keep on getting new material for him to read to keep up his reading level that's always expanding (Cassidy wants to get one of those really long books but Bradford wants to save that for when he's older haha). When they couldn't get more reading material, Cassidy suggests teaching writing to him so they do just that, and so starts his fixation on writing.

He often tends to go out in the world as Cassidy tries to show him how the world works, funny, since Cassidy isn't from this world in the first place, but it works out.

He also likes going to his local library! And spends hours reading there. That's his go to safe space.

Cassidy tries to inadvertently teach him how to sneak and fight, by playing some games disguised as lessons with him!

He gets a music box he likes to listen to! It's entirely made out of un-melting ice! I wonder who gave him that who has full control over ice/water magic🤔 (definitely not Cassidy who I fail to explain him and his story so far whoops)

He loves going to the beach, playing in the sand and water, having enough space to do all sorts of stuff, wonderful!

As he grows up, he gets into Spells! Because Cassidy was partly known for making and using spells! But Brass is mostly interested on what words mean and what meaning they hold when it involves a spell, he just likes words!

Bradford is cautious of him learning spells (can you blame him), but trusts Cassidy enough for him to teach Brass about it and the history of spells. (Totally gonna reference Merlin haha)

He later learns the ins and outs of dulling and fighting with magic, Merlin style😎

Brass, does meet the McDucks eventually! I’m assuming this is after Cassidy finds out about them, so both of his parents try and keep him away from them, without telling him exactly.

he does pass by them once or twice while he’s reading in the local library, he tries to be nice and polite, but will quickly get impatient if they’re causing too much of a ruckus around him.

he actually meets Webby first! And just bc I can, I decided to do a little parallel with him, Bradford, Webby, and Scrooge!

after the kids invite brass over for some sort of gathering one day, they accidentally take him on and adventure! Which his is not too exited about at all. He finds them all overwhelming and a lot, after he leaves as a new rival/in their eyes an enemy, he meets three girls.

Turns out these girls already have beef with the kids over there, and were spying on them, Brass meets up with them and teams up with them!( I personally call them the fake clones haha) since they have a common rival to deal with.

after he teams up with them, he quickly finds out he likes being a leader! Actively working on solving problems and organizing against someone! Definitely a trait passed down by both parents.

I’m still figuring out future stuff but here’s what I got planned so far!

He’s really proficient with magic spells and casting and all that!

His hair gets nicer! Not as clean and tame when he was a baby, but definitely better than when he was a kid that's for sure

His hair gets nicer and longer!

And his feathers get darker! idk if I’m gonna keep the fade from his younger feathers though 🤔

Here’s a few alt designs for him I did! Since I’m running out of things to say!

I have a few more art pieces with him but that’s all for now! Just glad to get all his info into one post so far!

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regseekings · 2 months

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fic writer interview

tagged by @eoinmcgonigal - thank you!

How many works do you have on AO3? 56

What’s your total AO3 word count? 150,134

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I Relied Upon the Moon (6,316) - Star Wars, Stormpilot

Thunder Rolled a Six (231) - Ready or Not - Gen

Fairytale of Staten Island (130) - Law & Order SVU, Barisi

somewhile before the dawn (98) - SAS: Rogue Heroes - Paddy/Eoin

Aftermath (69) - Exandria Unlimited: Calamity - Gen

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes, I do. Sometimes with a delay, but always with pleasure.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? Hm, a couple. I prefer to think of them as bittersweet though. Probably bay and violets (paddy x eoin soulmate au) is the angstiest recent one.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? Most of them end at least a little happily. So I Picked on You, my Diana Allers/Kaidan Alenko Mass Effect fic is a sweet one.

Do you write crossovers? Often, though I think I might only have one or two on AO3 right now. I have the BoB/SAS RH crossover and a Dragon Age fusion.

Have you ever received hate on a fic? I've been writing for over 20 years, it happens.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Irregularly. It's not really my bag.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not wholesale.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Not to my knowledge.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Not since I was sixteen, lol.

What’s your all-time favourite ship? I don't really do all time favourites. Of my wild rarepairs, I have the softest spots for Don Malarkey/Paddy Mayne (BoB/SASRH), Diana Allers/Kaidan Alenko (Mass Effect) and HodgePilk (The Terror) right now.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? I will finish all my WIPs lol. I have to believe.

What are your writing strengths? I think I'm ok at figuring out relationship dynamics.

What are your writing weaknesses? Definitely plots, I'm not so great at longer fic, but you know. We try.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I quite like it. I often provide a translation in notes, but not always.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? Christ, who knows. Mighty Ducks? Newsies?

What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to? - I haven't written any Masters of the Air yet, and that's definitely coming. Also Wheel of Time, I've started some ideas, but not written for properly yet.

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written? I wrote some stuff for Merlin way back when that I still love a lot, but a lot of my earlier fandom stuff is lost to the annals of time, or at least LJ migration. I remember being very fond of some Hornblower fic I wrote. I think most recently, it's the Don/Paddy and the Dragon Age AU series, they're both worlds I'm enjoying spending time in a lot.

Tagging @trenchenjoyer, @hesbuckcompton-baby @heystovepipeboys @duesternis @borealopelta (hi it's @derry-rain/@bobparkhurst on a sideblog)

#reg: meme #long post

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Here’s a list of Alphabetically sorted ‘Call Signs’ for you if you: can’t figure out what yours would be, you need one for an OC, or for whatever other purpose! :)

!! Some of these came off the internet and are real call signs! Some are from Top Gun/Top Gun: Maverick which is probably why some of them may seem familiar. Good luck aviators. !!

A: Angel, Alphabet, Agony, Arrow, Assassin, Aggy, Ace, Animal, Astro.

B: Black Cat, Bronco, Bruise, Brick, Basher, Bulldog, Breaker, Blaze, Boomerang, B.O.B, Blade, Bullet, Bull, Bullseye, Bucket, Biggie, Birdie, Boots, Bones, Badger, Buzz, Big-sky, Baby Bat, Bubbly.

C: Cobra, Cypher, Casper, Charge, Cougar, Cyclone, Crow, Cyclops, Chipper, Coyote, Cargo, Charlie, Chaser, Cryo, Chuck, Creed, CooCoo, Cannonball, Circuit, Crash, Colt, Cruella, Creature.

D: Dynamite, Dusty, Dash, Demo, Dice, Duck, Domino, Dover, Dozer, Diesel, Darling, Dasher, DoDo, Dipper, Digger., Deuce, Django, Dottie, Deception.

E: Elvis, Enigma, Egghead.

F: Flatline, Fireball, Fighter, Frost, Fancy, Feather, Flame, Frogman, Fifi, Firecracker, Fun-sized, Fruit Bat, Fungus.

G: Ghost, Goose, Giggles, Gucci, Ghostrider, Grizzly, Great White (shark), Gills, Gibbs, Gonzo, Ginger, Gator, Growler, Gretel, Graveyard, Ghoul.

H: Hangman, Hammer, Hijax, Hijinx, Hollywood, Hurricane, Howler, Heater, Hawk, Honey, High-Tech, Hard Shell, Hydra, Horns, Heebee-Jeebee, Heartbreak, Hellcat, Hansel.

I: Iceman, Ivy.

J: Joker, Jinx, Jester, Jaws, Jacket, Judge, Jumper, Jaguar, Jigsaw, Judas.

K: Killer, Knight, Kanga, Krunch, Kindle.

L: Lucky, Legend, Little red, Lick, Lightbeam, Lambchop, Lover-boy, Lovebug, Lunch Money, Lucifer.

M: Maverick, Mouse, Mad Dog, Maniac, Machine, Mutt, Merlin, Mellow, Major, Mugsy, Mistletoe, Micro, Mamba, Mule, Mad, Memo, Magician, Monster, Moony, Midnight, Magic, Mastermind, Mare, Mustache, Moby, Mortician, Mortimer, Massacre, Mad Hatter.

N: Nova, Navigator, Nerd, Nugget.

O: Ox, Omen, Obi, Octave/Octavia, Oopsie Daisy.

P: Puddle, Porky, Poison, Payback, Phoenix, PopTop, Pyro, Pitch, Puggsy, Princess, Puke, Poltergeist, Phantom, Peacock, Puzzle, Peter Pan.

Q: Quiver, Queenie, Q-tip.

R: Razor, Ripper, Rattlesnake, Rooster, Rebound, Rush, Red, Rags, Robin, Rusty, Rebel, Radiator, Rottweiler, Rapid, Rambo, Red Flag, Rockstar.

S: SHOCK, Skipper, Showoff, Sparrow, Slayer, Smiley, Songbird, Shadow, Scooby, Slider, Sundown, Stinger, Sludge, Shredder, Storm, Silence, Stretch, Serpent, Scout, Shark, Stag, Slick, Sassy, Scooter, Soprano, Spring, Strike, Scorpion, Showtopper, Stallion, Sweet ‘n Sour, Scarlet Witch, Surge.

T: Tiger, Taz (Tasmanian Devil), Thunder, Twinkle-Toes, Tank, Tweety, T-Bone, Tumble Weed, Trouble, Tombstone, Tug, Toon, Twitch, Turbo, Tart, Teacup.

U: Uber, Unicorn, Ultimate, Unseen.

V: Viper, Vapor, Vampire, VooDoo, Vanilla, Vine, Venom.

W: Wiki, Wolfman, Wizard, Warlock, Wildcard, Wednesday, Wildfire, Wonderland, White Rabbit.

X: Xeno, X-man, Xanadu.

Y: Youngin.

Z: Zeus, Zebra, Zig-Zag, Zimm.

#top gun #call signs #top gun maverick #call sign ideas #military #us navy #us navy fighter pilot #fighter pilot #pilot call signs

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countrymusiclover · 1 year

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40 - Dark Princess

Part 41

His Golden Princess

@fanficismydrug @misskitty1912-blog @dragonixfrye @lover-of-books-and-tea

Black liquid gue dropped down from my body where I frantically looked around seeing that I was back in what looked to be the Enchanted Forest once more. Putting my hands on my belly I felt the baby kick against me. “It’s alright little one. We’ll figure this out - who’s there?”

“Ah we finally meet, golden princess. I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me forever.” Spinning around on my feet I came into contact with the enchanted version of my husband. He was dressed in his snake skin leather clothes smirking directly at me.

Glaring at the figure of my husband. “You gave me no choice. I wasn’t going to let my sister get consumed by you. I know you’re the voice of the Dark One. I just don’t understand how the hell I could see you before now.”

“Correct you are, dearie. What you and the weaker version of me didn’t realize is that when he split his heart to save you, he placed part of his darkness inside you. Now, Rumplestiltskin is but one of many. Perhaps I can be another. How about Gorgon the Invincible?” He suddenly turned into a fire breathing bear where I ducked seeing him turn back human. “Yes, probably easier this way. Now, are you ready to begin?”

Picking up the ends of the cloak so I didn’t trip I started walking away from him. If I could get to Merlin than I could get rid of this power for good and find a way back home to Storybrooke. “It was nice talking to you but I am not embracing the darkness.”

“Ah, they all say that. Everyone who steps from this well enjoys the taste too much. The only way to stop is to be stopped. This is the fate of all Dark Ones.” Rumple raised his voice pointing towards the round platform near us.

Stomping up to him even though he was just the voice in my head I clutched my hands into fists at my sides. “You’re wrong, Dark One. I managed to show Rumple the light and he would never let me go down the dark road. So I will never embrace his powers.”

“We shall see, dearie. We shall see.” He smirked disappearing when I started walking away from the well praying that Rumple back home would get better. My boots were crunching leaves as I tried to figure out what direction I was going. My mother was supposed to be a great tracker and unfortunately I wasn’t like that. “That maple tree ahead, we've passed it three times already. You're going around in circles, Dearie. Now I can help you, if you let me.”

“I'm not using dark magic. Weren’t you listening earlier you annoying imp!” Rolling my eyes I huffed wanting him to shut up.

Rumplestiltskin spoke up. “I didn't say it was going to use magic. If you want to find Merlin, just ask, and find him you shall.”

“You’re talking about transportation spells. I already know how to do that.” Flipping my hair around I huffed, slumping my shoulders.

He smiled putting his finger tips together. “Excellent. Imagine a mirrored lake. A tall tree with low-hanging branches that loom over it. Above it, a beautiful blue sky. Now picture it in your mind's eye. Picture it clearly…I am impressed you are the only person who already has been trained in magic.”

Closing my eyes I concentrated before I opened my eyes again seeing I was near a lake and the tree he explained where I ran my hands through my hair. “You’ve got to be kidding me. You tricked me into using magic.”

“Of course I did! I'm a Dark One!” He smiled brightly where I gave him the middle finger stomping away through the trees. Walking through the woods I saw someone wearing a black hood snatching a blue creature that the mind version of Rumple had called a Wisp. Moving through the trees I raised my hand accidentally throwing her onto her back.

The figure got up removing the hood where I saw a girl with curly red locks and drew a bow and arrow directly at me. “Back off, lassie. My aim is true. Don't test me.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I am still learning how this magic works exactly.” Shrugging my shoulders I wrapped my arms around myself staring at her.

The girl scoffed at me. “So that was just a wee magical love tap? Oh, I've met my share of witches, and I know 'em when I see 'em. Witch.”

“To clarify, I was cursed. I had to take on the dark magic to save the life of my husband. He was once consumed by such power. So I want to get rid of it for good.” I explained twirling the wedding ring on my left hand.

The Scottish girl lowered her weapon, making me slightly confused by what she was saying. “Aye. I know what that's like. It's a terrible fate to be cursed. Just be glad you're not a bear. Oh, nevermind. Look, I wish I could help ya, but I need the wisp too, for my kingdom, for my family. So... I'm afraid you're gonna ha' to fight me for it.” She dropped the bow completely, turning her hands into fists. “I'm willing to fight fair if you are. No magic.”

Rumplestiltskin pointed out over my shoulder. “I like her spunk. Break her neck.”

“I’m not going to hurt you. It’s not just the man I love that I have to look out for. I am pregnant too as you can see.” Dropping my hands on my belly. “It’s yours, the Wisp. My name is Astrid.”

She nodded, sending me a smile letting me join her. “Thank you. I'm Merida.” Our little team up didn’t last since the mind version of Rumple wouldn’t leave me alone last night. Meridia draws her bow ready to shoot an arrow at me. “Stop. I don't know what kind of witch you are or what strange voices are in your wee head, but I heard everything.”

Rumplestiltskin asked me where I rolled my eyes. “What's she saying? Accent's a bit much, no?”

"I don't need your lies. I need this wisp and I need my brothers, so turn around and go." The princess offers me an out.

Rumplestiltskin dared me. "She's daring you. What are you waiting for, dark one? You know what you have to do. Now go ahead... And rip her heart out. Now's the time. You want the wisp? There's only one way. Now do it."

"I'm not going to kill her. I refuse to be like you and the others!" Whipping my head around she watched me shouting to no one firing an arrow in my direction. Raising my right hand I grasped the arrow in my fingers before it could hit my heart.

The voices in my head spat back. "Go on. Use your anger. Use your power."

Sucking in a breath the red head kept shooting arrows at me but it didn't matter because I caught them every time. Dropping my hands at my sides I could feel that I was getting angry and that if I gave in the darkness won. "Please Merida. I am not going to kill you. I swear."

"You're a crazy woman. I don't want to talk." She hides behind a rock firing her last arrow at me where I raised my hand snatching it.

Glaring at the Scottish girl I closed my eyes, opening my other hand drawing her to me with magic. "You need to find Merlin, Dark One. You need that wisp. kill her. What are you waiting for? kill her."

"I'm so sorry." I whispered to her, shoving my hand inside her chest, yanking her heart out.

The Dark One giggled in my ear. "Excellent. Now... crush it."

Staring down at the red beating heart in my fingers I swore I could feel my own beating inside my chest. Merida's eyes locked onto mine where she cried when I closed my fingers around the heart about to crush it until I heard my sister's voice call pit to me. "Astrid!"

"Em…How?" I gasped seeing that it was our parents with Regina and Hook standing before me.

Hook explained standing beside my sister. "It doesn't matter how. Has anything ever stopped me before?"

"You don't know what's happening. This is the only way to find Merlin. He's the only one who can stop the darkness…I have to protect my unborn child from it." I exclaimed to the group, sniffing out some worried tears.

Rumplestiltskin said to me. "Quite right. Crush it." Moving my fingers tighter around the heart I didn't want to kill the girl in front of me but she took my only chance to find him.

Regina noticed what I was about to do. "But to stop the darkness, you're going to let it consume you."

"Astrid, look at me. I only saw darkness in Gold until I saw what he was willing to do for you. You proved that there was good inside him. Now I am doing the same for you." My sister stepped up placing a hand on my shoulder and the other on my wrist where I was holding onto the heart.

Mom stepped up behind her weakly holding up the dagger that had my name across it now. "We're not going to take the chance."

Hook and my sister spoke together softly. "No, wait. You can't do that. This has to be her choice."

Shuttering out a breath I heard the heartbeat before I shoved it back inside Merida's chest making her gasp. "I am nor going to become like Rumplestiltskin was….Mom, dad, Emma, this is too dangerous. You shouldn't have come."

Dad responded quickly. "We had to."

"You're my sister. Darkness or not. I'm here for you." Emma hugged me from the side and I hugged her back.

Mom lowered the dagger, sending me a smile. "You're our daughter."

Hook eyes me up and down seeing that I was wearing a black cloak with my hair pinned up but I didn't have the skin that the enchanted forest Rumplestiltskin had. "Well, you don't look like a crocodile."

My mother opened her hands offering me the dagger with a hopeful tone. "Here. We think you should have this."

"Take it. You'll be able to control yourself." Dad adds on.

Shaking my head, I held my hand up, making my family confused. "I can't, dad."

Hook sent me a confused brow not understanding why. "Astrid, think about it. If it falls into the wrong hands, what it could do... what you could do…"

"It doesn't matter, Hook. I need someone who won't hesitate. So I'm sorry to say this but…Regina I'm giving it to you." I fired back at the pirate. I wasn’t in control of myself like I thought I would be. Voice Rumple inside my head was right now that I thought about. I had some small piece of darkness inside me before I turned so I couldn't trust my actions anymore.

Regina glanced to my sister who seemed hurt at first but would accept that she was right about it. "I'll do my best, Swan girl."

Intertwining my hand with my sisters she sends me a hopeful smile mumbling back to me. "Don't worry, Ast. We are here for you. And we will bring Rumple back before the baby is born. I promise."

"Thanks, Em." We made the walk back from where they had came but I glanced over my shoulder seeing that enchanted Rumplestiltskin was still close. The fight between light and dark wasn't even close to over.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

Author- So who should Astrid send Merida after when she is forced to make Rumple into a hero in the episode 5x06??? Let me know any ideas you have in the comments

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Our first week of posting is complete! Secondary genders have made a roaring comeback, and our boys are in a mess, but things are just getting good.

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Chapter 6, September 11

“Okay, no. Both of you. Can you–” They still won’t pay attention. “Sorry for this, but look at me.” Immediately, both of their eyes snap in his direction. Sirius looks at him with glazed eyes and an open mouth. James looks a bit less dazed, but he’s got a dopey smile on his face. “Moony, you alpha voiced us. That’s hot.” “Yes well, you didn’t leave me much choice.” Remus glances over his shoulder right as part of the orgy falls off the couch and into the path upstairs. “Are you two going to be able to walk through that so we can get upstairs?” “Yes?” says Sirius, but it sounds more like a question than an answer. “No, absolutely not.” James smirks. “You should alpha voice us again.” “Oh, yes. Me too.” Sirius is smirking now too. “Please use it on us again.” “Merlin fuck.” Remus runs a hand down his face. “You’re not going to leave me a choice, are you?”

Chapter 7, September 14

James falls back laughing as Sirius tackles him, and then they’re both tumbling off the bed to the floor, and Sirius is biting ferociously at James’s shoulder. James shouts, kicks a little, and manages to roll them over so he’s on top. He grabs both of Sirius’s wrists before Sirius can do any fiddly wandless magic at him, the little cheat, and pins them over his head. With his other hand, he flicks Sirius’s nose. “Bad omega.” Sirius snaps his teeth at James’s fingers. “Eat shit.” James grins. “Oh, you want more bites? One from your ickle baby brother wasn’t enough?” He ducks his head and bites Sirius’s neck, not on his scent gland but over the throat. Sirius whines beneath him, arching up like his body is electrified, and James wants more of that, so he sucks over the spot he bit, earning himself a moan. “Jamie,” Sirius says, his voice shivery already. James feels so fucking powerful, to make him shake with just his teeth. “S-Stop fucking around.” James lifts his head. “Doesn’t it feel nice?” “Yeah, but—“ “Then why can’t I keep going?”

And, our first side along fic:

Straight as a Curve, September 12

Lily still has her hand on Mary’s waist, and she can feel Mary’s skin burn in the small strip that is exposed by her shirt riding up. “See, Mare. They don’t mind if we watch.” “But I–” Mary whimpers a bit as Marlene arches off the bed again. “I’m straight.” Lily shrugs, pretending like that particular fact doesn’t stab her through the heart. “Sex is sex. You can like men and still get off to woman coming on her partner's tongue.” Lily hears Dorcas snort, but they manages to cover it with a groan into Marlene center. “Plus, they’re gorgeous, and they smell like a treat together, don’t they?” “Like peach pie on a rainy day,” Mary says, and her voice is a bit dreamy. “They do,” Lily says. She removes her hand from Mary’s waist, certain that she’ll touch Mary if she leaves her hand there any longer. Instead, she slides her fingers in the waistband of her own shorts. “Do you mind if I touch myself as I watch them?”

#stay with me #coming soon

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hiii!! would u be able to write something for remus where ur in a secret relationship and he’s your brothers best friend? maybe sirius or james sister? ty!!

here ya go, love🖤

The problem with being related to James Potter was that he was incredibly protective.

He had good intentions and you knew he truly meant well, that he just cared for you and saw it as his duty as an older brother to look out for you. But Merlin, that boy would push his limits sometimes.

That was why you decided to keep your shift in relationship a secret from him at first. You didn’t need James moseying into something that wasn’t his business so early on in the relationship.

But weeks passed and the thrill of sneaking around was still at a high—and yeah, there was just something really fucking hot knowing you were fucking one of your brother’s best friends and he had no clue.

Ironically enough, you didn’t like Remus Lupin very much the first time you met him.

His quiet nature came of as rude, he never really made an effort with you and anyone beyond your brother and his other friends didn’t seem worth a second glance to young Remus Lupin.

Not that James ever agreed with you. He was very insistent that the young werewolf was a brilliant man that you just hadn’t given a chance.

You could only laugh if James saw you now.

“Are you sure no one saw you?” you murmured against his lips as you tugged your boyfriend into your bedroom, a spell muttered under your breath to lock the door behind him. The small perks of James inviting his friends to stay with him over the course of summer.

“Positive, love,” Remus reassured you before he ducked his head down to the crook of your neck, letting out a small groan. “I’ve missed you.”

“You saw me less than two hours ago,” you mused playfully, fingers tangled in his hair.

“Yeah, but I couldn’t do this,” he grumbled as he pressed kisses along the column of your throat, teeth dragging across sensitive skin.

“Remember not to leave—“

“I know, baby. I’ll be careful.”

But Remus Lupin was, in fact, not careful. He wasn’t careful in the slightest and you blame your lack of less-than-murderous thoughts in the morning for the fact you didn’t notice anything either before you headed downstairs the next day.

“What is that?”

You didn’t bother looking up from plate, blinking away the sleepiness in your eyes. “Hm?”

“What’s that on your neck?” James repeated, his tone a little snappier and his words a little heavier.

Your whole body froze for a moment as you resisted the urge to cover your neck with your hands. “What’s what, Jamie?”

“No, don’t Jamie me,” James’ chair scraped across the wooden floor before he was beside you, tilting your head to the side. “This is a hickey! You have a hickey!”

You pulled your head from his grasp and glared at him. “Stop making a big deal out of nothing.”

“My baby sister has a hickey!” James cried out, hand on his chest like he was moments away from passing out.

“Who’s the lucky wizard?” Sirius asked from his spot at the table, smirk on his lips. “Or witch. We would never judge.”

“You’re too young to have a hickey!” James interrupted.

“That,” you said as you pointed to your brother. “Is exactly why I’m telling neither of you anything.”

Sirius pouted. “I thought we were closer than that, baby Potter.”

“You have a big mouth, Black,” you stated simply with a shrug.

Sirius grinned. “So does the bloke who gave you that ringer on your neck.”

“BLEH!” James gagged as you rolled your eyes.

“C’mon, tell us!” Sirius prodded.

James turned to you, eyes narrowed. “Yeah,” he said in his ‘big brother’ voice. “Tell us. Right now. I need to know who’s head I’m ripping off their body.”

“Stop being so dramatic!” You sighed and shook your head. “Like I said, I’m telling neither of you two anything.”

“Just us?” Sirius questioned before nodding to Remus who had been fairly quiet during the ordeal. “So you’d tell Moony and not us?”

Your eyes met his from across the table and you could’ve sworn something smug glimmered in his eyes. You could’ve sworn you could see semblances of a smirk tugging on his lips as he lifted his cup for a sip.

“I know how to keep a secret, Pads,” Remus answered casually. “Japan would know by dinner time if she told you.”

“I’m waiting on a name,” James said with a huff.

“Keep waiting then,” you said with a shrug. “I’m not telling you anything. I’m a big girl, I can have a boyfriend.”

“BOYFRIEND?!” James spluttered.

“Sit down, Prongs, before you hurt yourself,” Remus muttered.

Sirius narrowed his eyes. “Was he here last night?”

There was a pause.

“Is he still here?”

Before you could even open your mouth to respond, both boys were bolting towards the staircase, already racing towards your bedroom that you knew very well they’d find empty because the culprit they were looking for was currently grinning at you.

“You said you’d be careful,” you grumbled to your boyfriend who could only let out a small chuckle.

“Can’t help myself, baby, you’re irresistible.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Sweet talk me all you like, Lupin, but you’re on thin ice.”

His eyes glimmered with a dark promise. “You gonna punish me, sweetheart?”

“Maybe I will. Guess you gotta sneak back into my room tonight to find out.”

“I’ll be there.”

You snorted. “Yeah, good luck getting past James and Sirius tonight.”

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Monthly Fic Recs - January 2024

As well as my participation with Fic Feature Friday for older favorites, I promised myself this year that I would take a page out of my good friend @miyamorana's book this year and try to do a monthly rec post of new things I've loved. I am very very behind on keeping up with new stories right now, since I got caught up with Bookmarking Project of Doom, but I do at least have a few recent reads to share! :D

Please keep in mind, my tastes vary and fluctuate with the tide. I read across a wide variety of fandoms and ships. Hopefully if you decide to keep up with my rec posts (assuming I keep up with them, and I'm going to try really hard!), you will find something to your taste!

STRANGER THINGS love my baby like the finest wine by glorious_spoon, ~6,000 words, Steve/Eddie "Where the hell did you learn to bake?" Eddie asks, fascinated, as Steve leans down to peer into the oven, curses under his breath, and fumbles a pair of oven mitts on. "Oh, you know, here and there," he says breezily. "He ruined three batches before you got here," Robin says, ducking her head in. "Hey, Eddie." - Or: Eddie spends Christmas with Steve and Robin, and maybe it's the start of something new. A Festive Mix for a Friend by entangled_now, ~2,300 words, Steve/Eddie Steve learns that the ingredients don't have to be exactly right, it really is the thought that counts. they're going to send us to prison for jerks by greatunironic, ~16,000 words, Steve/Eddie GARETH 11.46am it’s been like five hours should we do a welfare check on him?

JEFF 11.47 am why? you think it’s possible to die from jerking it too much?

GARETH 11.47am ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

In which Eddie is TikTok famous, and his personal favorite creator just had an unexpected face reveal. THE SANDMAN Cottagecore 'verse by apocryphal, ~23,000 words, Dream/Hob The love story of a fae prince and a hedgewitch in the middle ages. <3 MERLIN like there's hope in this story by queerofthedagger, ~10,000 words, Merlin/Arthur

“Calm yourself,” Gaius finally says. “You’re alright. Gwaine is alright. Do you remember what happened?” Merlin’s brows furrow and his gaze flickers through the chambers until it lands on Arthur. He tilts his head, the confusion on his face only growing. He asks, “I’m sorry, have we met?” and Arthur’s world not only stops, but crumbles.

Things have finally been going well in Camelot; Arthur knew about Merlin's magic, their relationship had been changing, and their plans for Albion—even if for now only shared with a trusted group—were almost too good to be true.

Then an attack leaves Merlin without his memories since Uther's death and, strangely enough, of Arthur specifically, and Arthur's world threatens to come crashing down once more. SUITS many times, many ways by spqr, ~15,000 words, Harvey/Mike

The only reason he’s even in the damn registry is because it’s required when you pass the bar, like a background check, fingerprinting; he literally hasn’t spared it a single thought since he bared his forearm for the NYSSR representative and looked away while they took the scan. Soulmates are something that other people worry about, normal people, the masses, like marriage and kids and mortgages in the suburbs, and besides, Harvey’s not the sort of person who wants a life partner.

Which doesn’t explain why he’s rushing across town right now, but – he can’t leave his own soulmate rotting in Rikers three days before Christmas. It’s a point of professional pride.

#fic rec #monthly fic recs #stranger things #the sandman #bbc merlin #suits

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Saturdays

to make up for the angst of the letter, here are 13yo prince!Sirius and Remus being dorks and amazing. but be wary, she's not angsty, yet, but she will be.

Saturdays were Sirius’s favorite day. Because Saturdays were the days he could see his best friend.

Every Saturday morning, he’d jump out of bed and run down the hall long before his governess came to wake him and his sister up—unlike every other morning when both of them had to drag him out of bed while coercing him with sweets. He’d shovel down his breakfast, ignoring his mother’s scolding about manners, and run through the backdoor in the kitchen. He’d say “good morning” to all of the cooks and help before swiping a few snacks and barreling out the door. He’d race through the expanse of the garden, careful not to step on the various plants and vegetables, but always make sure to scare all of the chickens and ducks to make them go flying all around him.

After he made it past the walls of the castle, he began his trek through the woods to their secret spot by the river. It wasn’t that long of a walk, but the trees and foliage made it easy to get lost. He had gotten lost once, and ended up sitting on a rock for an hour, crying, until his friend came to find him and jokingly scolded him for being such a baby. Now, he knows these woods like the back of his hand, never stopping his run until he saw the small clearing near the water.

As he got closer, the faint view of someone sitting on a log with a book in hand came into view. Sirius smiled to himself, knowing it was his best friend waiting for him, and ran slightly faster to reach him. He came to a stop a few feet behind where his friend sat to catch his breath, then threw his sack of snacks on the ground and plopped next to him. The boy jumped slightly at his entrance and clutched his book to his chest.

“Good morning, Remus!” Sirius cheered, drawing out “morning” and lowering his voice comically deep.

“Merlin, Sirius! Must you always startle me like that?” Remus chided, setting his book down in the grass.

“Must you always be so startled? It’s too fun to stop if you’re always going to squeal like a little girl every time. Now are you going to keep moping or can I bring out today’s feast?”

“I don’t squeal like a little girl,” Remus mumbled. “And I’m not moping! But, yes reveal the feast.”

Sirius pulled various cakes, rolls, sweets, and berries out of his large sack and handed them to Remus, who meticulously arranged them under his blanket he had brought. Once he was satisfied with their spread, he sat his own basket on his lap and unwrapped various plates and glasses, followed by two glass jugs of pomegranate and cranberry juice. He poured a glass of pomegranate for himself and a glass of cranberry for Sirius.

“Is it to your liking, Your Mopiness?” Sirius lowered his voice like before and bowed his head at his friend.

“Not quite,” Remus stood with an empty cup in his hand, and ran first to the river and dipped the glass in it to fill it with water. Sirius’s eyes followed him with confusion as he then ran to the tree line, then back to their blanket. He returned with a fistful of dandelions he ripped from the earth in the cup, dirt already clouding the water and sat it in the middle of their meal.

“Now, Sir Twat, our feast is complete.”

“A marvelous addition! And now, My Liege,” Sirius smiled at him and lifted his plate, “we dig in!”

The young princes filled their small dessert plates with treats and ate until their stomachs hurt. When he was finished, Remus laid down on the grass and stared up at the clouds. Sirius soon joined him and moved closer so they were touching shoulders and staring at the morning sunrise together.

“That one looks like a dragon!” Sirius exclaimed, pointing to a vague blob in the sky.

“You moron,” Remus chuckled. “That cloud looks like nothing.”

“Oh, come off it, Remus. Have some imagination. Everything looks like nothing if you don’t pay attention.”

“Ok, ok, fine. Uhm, this one,” the boy pointed somewhere else above them. He paused for a moment, thinking, then broke out in hideous laughter. “This one looks like you!”

“Why I’ve never heard you speak such vile things! Absolutely how dare you, Your Highness!” Sirius clutched his chest in fake agony and rolled on top of Remus. “I’m so incredibly hurt by your accusations, I think I’ll just die!” He squirmed on on top of the prince and tickled his sides until he was red in the face.

“Sirius!” Remus finally managed to speak through his pained laughs. “Sirius, stop! I can’t- I can’t breathe! Ok! Ok! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Get off of me!”

“No, I’m afraid it’s too late, my lord. I am on the brink of death! You have cut me right to my core, and now I must die!”

Their laughter and squeals increased and flowed like soft mist over the morning. After a time, they stopped and caught their breath, until Sirius jumped up again and demanding they play Knights. He tossed Remus a large stick he found and took his best “knight stance.” Remus groaned, but joined him nonetheless.

They jumped over rocks, logs, and around trees and eventually stumbled back near the riverbed. Sirius, too caught up in their own fantasy world, accidentally knocked Remus flat on his back, causing a large splash in the calm waters.

They both froze for a moment. Sirius began to fear that Remus would stand up and start shouting at him. It had happened before over smaller things, like spilling cranberry juice all over the blanket or putting grass in his hair. He was never serious, and he found it quite funny to see his usually stoic friend get so red in the face. But he didn’t shout. Instead, he started laughing. Without looking at him, Sirius thought he had begun to cry with the way his shoulders heaved and the way his breath came out choppy. But soon, Remus tilted his head back at bellowed out the loudest, most un-princely cackle he’d ever heard. Seeing Remus smile had always made him smile, but this was something he’d never seen before, so he, too, let out a howl of laughter and fell to his knees in joy.

In the midst of their fun, Remus heard the 11 am bell ring and jumped to his feet.

“You have to get going! Your mother is going to have a fit if you’re not back by noon!” Remus shouted and stumbled out of the stream, hurrying to put all of the dishes and plates away.

Sirius slowly followed him back to their blanket, wrapping up all of the food and folding Remus’s blanket for him.

“She has a fit no matter what I do. She’s a crazy lady,” Sirius shrugged his shoulders.

“Still, I’d rather her not fuss at you when we can avoid it.”

“What do you mean, ‘we’? She’s not your mother, is she?”

Remus scoffed at that.

“No, but she doesn’t have to be. Your problems are my problems. If it’s your fault, it’s my fault, too,” Remus said all of this without looking up, so nonchalantly, like it was obvious. Like of course he would feel that way.

Sirius stared at him while Remus kept himself busy with the dishes. Remus looked up and handed Sirius his sack.

“You better get going. No matter how fast you run, it’s still a long way back,” Remus began to walk in the opposite direction, hopping over various stones in the stream and disappeared into the woods.

Sirius stood still for a few moments after he had left. The end of the hour bell signaled him back into reality, and he started his run back towards the castle.

#fr tho this is so cute and she's not even done #the end of the chapter is going to be even sadder than your codependant hommoerotic middle school friendship ever could be #bc its that but with fictional characters that are better and sadder than you could ever hope to be #so enjoy this while it lasts <3 #marauders #marauders fic #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #young wolfstar #marauders fanfiction #royalty au #prince!au #remus x sirius

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Scraps Master List

Therapist diagnosis // Ao3: Therapist Diagnosis

Summary: Scott goes to Neil and Laura’s house to talk about Charlie’s behavior. Charlie’s best friend overhears the adult and has a few things she’d like to say.

Listen to Me // Ao3: Listen to Me

Summary: Merlin AU. You were alive and went on the same adventures the rumored old wizard, Merlin alongside the once and future king, Arthur did all those years ago. After waiting for so long, the two of you return. Merlin visits you and helps you finally understand the strange dreams you’ve been having.

(SMUT) Kick Ass not Kiss my Ass! // Ao3: Kick Ass not Kiss my Ass!

Summary: You bring a few things over to “your” cousin’s baseball house hoping to get out before he comes back... that didn’t go as planned. Finnegan manages to get you over when it’s time for their party (even though coach told them no parties). Some things happen between you and him... but everyone knew it was bound to happen. Luckily your cousin, Roper doesn’t care (too much) and only wants you two to stop making go-go eyes at one another.

Dog walks Lead to Confessions // Ao3: Dog walks Lead to Confessions

Summary: You pass by Jay’s house whenever you walk your precious dog, Schatzi Jr and he ducks down whenever you pass by his house. Leia comes to stay for a little bit which slowly becomes the whole summer and harshes the vibe you like to call, your basement with her new friends. Going out with friends becomes the best thing for Jay because he gets a date with you.

Childhood Friends and Boyfriends // Ao3: Childhood Friends and Boyfriends

Summary: You wind up moving to New York and surprise your childhood friend you’ve known forever, Tucker. He’s in for a treat when his friend, Ben, makes comments and talks about you. It’s worse for him when he comes back to the apartment to find you two bonding.

Ruined Relationships but, the Love is There // Ao3: Ruined Relationships but, the Love is There

Summary: You and Mark have some history which everyone finds out about in natural Grey’s fashion. The gang does all they can to get you two to talk but it doesn’t help much. Not until you wind up in an accident and he steps up in more way than one. Are you two going to get back together? Read more to find out.

Baby plus Comments meets Horny Boyfriend // Ao3: Baby plus Comments meets Horny Boyfriend

Summary: Your boyfriend and Manny are idiots, bigger idiots than you could have ever realized. You have to put it into simple terms for your idiot, who then makes a comment you have to shut down without drawing more attention from his family than he did. With his family's attention on you two, you send him off in his dad's direction.

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#crazyk-imagine #santa clause #merlin #everybody wants some #that 90s show #baby daddy #greys anatomy #modern family

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