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Chapter Twenty-Six : Sweet Jane

Summary: In honor of my birthday, here's a short chapter about dr*gs =)

Characters: Remus Lupin/Reader, Sirius Black/Reader (no use of y/n), James Potter, Petter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, Marlene McKinnon, Mary MacDonald, Lily Evans

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI; mild dr*g use

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April 4th, 1976

The pressure of their impending O.W.L.’s was threatening to crush her. Lily and Remus felt it too, and the three of them had begun to spend most of their free time in the library revising, and once Spring reared its mild head, they moved the group outside to at least receive some small amount of fresh air and vitamin D. As the weeks drew closer to the start of examinations, some of the others began to join them, Mary was the first, followed quickly by James once he realized Lily was involved. Sirius showed up now and then, but he couldn’t be arsed to study in the slightest, and usually ending up complaining or goofing off until he had convinced the rest of them to wrap it up for the time being.

Today was one of those days.

Her and Remus had spent the entire morning on the second floor of the library, quizzing each other on charms. Sirius, looking for James, had found them and decided (through her convincing) that he should probably study just a little bit.

It lasted 20 minutes until he was leaning back in the chair and charming paper airplanes to dive-bomb students on the lower level.

“Sirius,” she tried to sound as nice as possible, though at the moment she could throttle him.

“Yes, Yellowjacket,” he gave her the most innocent eyes, the picture of grace and decorum, as she heard another muffled “ouch!” from the floor below.

“You should really be focusing on your O.W.L.s, they’re important.”

He rolled his eyes, “I know, you’ve both made that abundantly clear. Besides, exams aren’t until June, I’ve got plenty of time to revise.”

She was too tired to argue with him, knowing that it was going to fall on deaf ears anyway, and instead went back to her notes.

After a few minutes of Sirius drumming against the table, he leaned forward and tapped Remus with his foot.

“Mooooooony,” he sang, “I think you’ve studied enough, let’s find Prongs and swing by the greenhouses—“

“The greenhouses? For what?” She raised an eyebrow at him. Sirius hated Herbology, and he had always been very vocal about it.

He crouched lower towards the table, as if about to convey some big secret.

“I’m surprised you don’t know,” he whispered smugly, “Rumor has it, Richie Abbott’s been growing and selling muggle marijuana out of Greenhouse 3.”

“Richie Abbott?” Her jaw dropped, “Prefect, Richie Abbott?”

Sirius leaned back in his chair again, arms folded behind his head, “The very same.”

“And who did you hear this rumor from?”

He tipped the chair back on two legs, the old wood groaning slightly, “Some moody half-blood with a lunar affinity.”

Her head snapped to Remus, who was presently attempting to hide behind a textbook.

“Remus Lupin!” She hissed. He looked at her sheepishly from over the pages.

“Have you been buying drugs from my house Prefect?”

He cleared his throat uncomfortably, “I may have been…partaking in the horticultural excellence that is Hufflepuff House…”

“Do not play that game with me,” she closed the book on the table and began packing up her bag.

Remus grabbed his books and parchment, “Oh come on, don’t be upset! I just…needed to relax—it helps.”

Throwing the strap of her book bag over a shoulder, she turned to give him an incredulous look, “I’m not upset.”

“Could’ve fooled me…” Sirius grumbled.

“I’m annoyed that you didn’t ask me,” she said pointedly, watching as both of their faces slackened, “I know multiple housemates that grow, and I also know for a fact that Richie Abbott is a scheming arsehole and definitely overcharging you.”

The two boys stared at her in disbelief, and before either could speak, she turned and strode down the shelves and left the library.

She didn’t get far until they caught up, jogging up beside her outside the Artithmancy classroom.

“We’re sorry—“ Remus breathed as she continued to walk through the crowds of students.

“You just want me to help you get better weed,” she squeezed in-between two groups of Ravenclaw third years.

“Of course we do!” Sirius threw his arms out, and Remus gave him a glare that said please shut the fuck up, “…but we’re also really sorry.”

She hummed as they rounded the Central Hall stairs, where she saw a familiar red head speaking to someone off to the side of the corridor.

“Hey Lils,” she stopped beside her friend, happy for the distraction from the two morons trailing after her like needy puppies.

“Oh…hey!” Lily seemed nervous, and when the realization of who she was talking with sunk in, it all made sense.

Severus was sneering at them, eyes dragging to Remus and Sirius behind her.

“Oh Lily,” he patronized, “I’ll never understand why you still surround yourself with this…ilk.”

“Sev please,” Lily whispered, “they’re my friends.”

“Speak up Lils,” Sirius moved beside her, eyes narrowed at the Slytherin, “I don’t think Snivellus can hear you behind that layer of grease coating his head.”

Severus took half a step forward, “Watch yourself, blood traitor.”

Sirius didn’t back down, instead opening his mouth to retort.

“—Enough,” she grabbed his elbow and began to steer him towards the door at the end of the corridor.

“Always good to see you, Sirius. I’ll be sure to pass along your best to your family,” Severus called after them.

Sirius whirled around, breaking her grip, but Remus was there in an instant, pushing his friend around and through the door at the end of the hall.

Outside in the courtyard, Sirius growled in frustration.

“What a fuckin’ slimy—“

“Don’t let him get to you, he’s just a pathetic little weasel,” she slipped her arm back through his again, steering him towards the glass building across the yard.

“Where are you headed?” Remus asked from behind, still wary of letting Sirius out of his sight.

She turned to glance at him from her peripheral, “The greenhouses.”

Sirius looked at her with raised brows, “I thought you were mad at us?”

“Oh I still am,” she smiled sweetly, “and the only thing that will fix it is to watch you two idiots buy overpriced dirt weed from a pompous pretty boy—”

From behind, she heard Remus let out a low laugh.

A smile grew slowly on her face, “—and if you’re nice, maybe I’ll share my top secret Hufflepuff contacts with you.”

Sirius grumbled something that sounded an awful lot like evil woman, making her grin wider.

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throwthemanaway · 3 years

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Snape as “creepy” debate (usually called this for ripping the photo and teen Snape ready to stay outside of Gryffindor tower all night to apologize to Lily). what does “creepy” mean compared to other characters?

1. Luna the Creep

Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same: Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends . . . friends . . . friends . . . . . .

If Snape did this fans would be calling the cops. Luna is not that close with Hermione or Ron when she paints five portraits on her bedroom walls, but the fandom finds it endearing (because it’s Luna)

2. Harry the Creep

Harry has broken up with Ginny when he stalks her location on the Marauders Map. It’s ok bc it’s Harry, but what if Michael Corner was tracking Ginny without her knowledge after breaking up with her. Creep central. Harry gets a pass because it’s harry

3. Ron the Creep

Ron continues to follow Harry and Hermione around after he abandons them during the horcrux hunt. This isn’t creepy because the three are friends and Ron wants to apologize and rejoin them, but the fandom criticizes Snape for trying to apologize to Lily after he called her a mudblood. No, she doesn't need to forgive him or listen to him, but apologizing was the right thing to do and she could've not come outside to see him/complained to others if she didn’t want to see him. Trying to apologize after fucking up is not creepy as long as you leave the person alone and respect their wishes after.

4. Romilda Vane the Creep

tried to drug Harry with a love potion!!!! Hello! queen creep! (She’s not creepy because she’s a pretty girl)

5. Mrs. Zabini

murders her husbands. Gender swap it.

6. Fred and George Weasley

These two sell love potions to minors. as 7th years, they test their products on eleven year olds. The only reason these guys aren’t called creepy is because they’re Fred and George. molly gets bashed for brewing a love potion as a teenager but the twins get a pass from the fandom.

Other characters who don’t get called creepy include: good looking Tom Riddle, Sirius Black (stalking Harry to watch him as the grim), James Potter, Bellatrix Black, Viktor Krum, Cormac McLaggen. Why is no one creepy except for Snape?

In short creepy = ugly

#severus snape

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ao3feed-jeddy · 5 years

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Terraphasma Exolvo

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by Anonymous

When Harry asks his directionless, lovesick godson to clean up an old property to sell, he’d assumed the most Teddy would encounter would be Doxies and Bogarts. But when Teddy arrives at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, he discovers something neither of them could have anticipated.

Words: 30406, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Teddy Lupin, Sirius Black, Harry Potter, James Sirius Potter

Relationships: Sirius Black/Teddy Lupin, Teddy Lupin/James Sirius Potter

Additional Tags: Harry Potter Next Generation, Post-Hogwarts, Cross-Generation Relationship, Age Difference, Minor Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Past Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Legilimency, Mild Internalized Biphobia, Alcohol, Drinking, Pining, Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, Ghosts, Ghost Sirius Black, Aging, Illnesses, Terminal Illnesses, Minor Character Death, Grandparents & Grandchildren, Godparent Harry Potter, Coming Out, Recreational Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Christmas, Blood, Injury, Dark Magic, Necromancy, Mild Gore, Dirty Talk, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Ghost Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, POV Teddy Lupin, HP Next Gen Fest 2019

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blitheringmcgonagall · 6 years

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Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Additional Tags: wolfstar, jily, Marauders Medical AU, jily fic - Freeform, wolfstar fic, language, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Minor Character Deaths (well they aren’t minor to me, sob!!), Angst, Fluff

Chapter 4 : Oh, Just a Little Bit Wrong

Flashback to 8 years ago… James was about to go on his first date with Lily Evans, Sirius had been disowned and kicked out by his family and due to reasons he remained unaware of, Remus Lupin was no longer talking to him… and things were about to get a hell of a lot worse for them both…

Soooo I may have gone a bit nuclear on the ANGST level here, apparently... oops!!!!

(That’s me thoroughly ashamed of myself!!!)

But if you are okay with angsty marauders, read on....!

Chapter 4 : Oh, Just a Little Bit Wrong

“Any plans for today?” James asked, flopping down on the 🛋️ opposite Sirius.

“No,” Sirius replied, without looking up from his 💻.

“Why don’t you come to the gym with me?” said James.

“No thanks,” Sirius said.

“Coffee shop? The Italian one you 💛?” persisted James.

Sirius shook his head.

“Pads, you’ve been hiding away in here for weeks now, you need to start getting out a bit more,” said James frowning. “Mum and dad are 😟 about you.”

Mr. & Mrs. Potter adored Sirius. He had taken to spending more and more time in their 🏠 over the years, and they had welcomed him with open arms, treating him as part of the family. Now that he had been disowned by his parents, Sirius had been told to move in permanently. James was right, they were all concerned about his wellbeing. Sirius was looking decidedly thin, he thought. His usually tight jeans looked baggy on him, his hair unkempt, his eyes dull.

“I’m 😟 about you,” he sighed.

“Don’t worry about me, s’fine,” said Sirius, leaning back on the arm of the sofa.

“God Sirius, when you do that 😔 😁 that doesn’t reach your eyes, it cries out that you’re fucking miserable!” said James, leaning forwards and clasping his hands together.

“Psychobabble,” muttered Sirius, closing his eyes. “🆗, fine, I’m miserable. Plenty of people have had their hearts broken. My family are all horrible and they’ve always hated me, nothing new there. And I wasn’t even in a relationship with Remus, I’ll get over it soon enough, don’t worry.”

“Fucking Lupin, wanker!” muttered James crossly.

Sirius opened his eyes again.

“Don’t you dare bad-👄 Remus,” he said tight-lipped. “He’s not obliged to go out with me.”

James opened his 👄 to protest and thought better of it. Remus Lupin had been downright rude and obnoxious, refusing to even speak to Sirius since that night.

“Any word from Reg?” he tried, immediately regretting it.

“Not. A. Thing.” said Sirius darkly, drumming his fingers on his thigh. “I’ve tried contacting him on Facebook, texted him, even emailed him and tried to call him. Nothing.”

James grunted angrily.

“I’m ⚰️ to him, 🆗? I don’t exist, erased from all records of the Black family. I looked at Reg’s Facebook page before he blocked me and all the photos with me have been deleted, any childhood pics gone. Same with my cousins, and obviously my fucking parents…”

“Fuck!” said James.

He hated 👀 Sirius like this – hurting, vulnerable, rejected. He wanted to fix everything for him. Do something. Anything. But he couldn’t. He had already tried to contact Reg himself, tried to corner him leaving Grimmauld Place, to no avail.

“Alright, look, come on, let’s get out of here for a few hours,” said James, trying a new tack. “I need a distraction before I meet Lily in town later on.”

“Nervous, Prongs?” smirked Sirius, momentarily diverted.

“Yes, you bastard, sod off!” James replied, throwing a cushion at Sirius.

“Fine, only cause I’m an excellent best friend,” said Sirius, standing up unenthusiastically. “But I need a 🚿.”

“You really do, you stink!” said James, grinning.

“Some best mate you are!” said Sirius, rolling his eyes.

James smiled happily and headed for the kitchen. He was famished. Rooting around in the fridge he took out a protein drink and switched on the 📺, which he rarely 👀. He was about to stretch out on the sofa when he heard a long, urgent ring on the doorbell. Wandering to the 🚪 barefoot, he threw on a 👕 over his running shorts. When he opened the 🚪, his 👄 gaped.

“may I come in? Please, it’s urgent. I only have a few minutes.”

It was Sirius’ younger brother, Reg. He looked harassed and fearful, carrying a sports bag, wearing 🕶️ and a ⚾ cap, and glancing over his shoulder repeatedly.

“Come in,” said James immediately, stepping aside.

Silently Reg entered the Potter’s 🏠, standing uncomfortably in the hall.

“Can we stand away from the windows please? I’m concerned I may have been followed,” he whispered.

Nodding swiftly James brought him into the library where the curtains were already drawn.

“What’s wrong, Reg?” he asked bluntly.

“Everything. Everything’s fucked,” he said.

His breathing was shallow, and James was pretty sure he was starting to have a panic attack.

“It’s 🆗, you’re safe here, Reg,” James said, squeezing his shoulder. “Sit down, I’ll get you a drink.”

“No time,” rasped Reg, taking deep breaths. “I need to talk to Sirius. Immediately. It’s a matter of life and death.”

Those brothers certainly had a flair for the dramatic, thought James.

“I’ll get him,” said James, turning to leave.

The 🚪 of the library opened, and Sirius came in, a towel wrapped round his waist, hair and body still dripping from the 🚿.

“What’s going on?” he demanded, looking from Reg to James in agitation. “I thought I heard your voice.”

“It’s… I have to…” Reg froze.

“For God’s sake, tell me Reg!” yelled Sirius, grabbing Reg by the shoulders. “Did they hurt you?”

“They will when they find out what I’m doing,” said Reg, locking eyes with his older brother. “I’m going to the media with it.”

“Fuck. What did you do?” asked Sirius urgently, his grey eyes piercing.

“I’m telling them everything. That new wonder drug that was in the news recently, Salazar, the one that was meant to be a miracle cure for MS sufferers?” said Reg.

“Yeah, James’ parents’ lab was developing it originally, I know, what about it?“ said Sirius, looking confused.

“That’s right,” said James. “Some whiz scientist, Tom Riddle, was responsible for most of the work, he’s supposedly a total genius. My parents sold it to Slytherin Pharma two years ago, Riddle had said he needed more investment to complete its development and refused to continue working for them. They weren’t keen cause they knew your parents run that company, and there have been rumours about unethical practices for decades, but nothing was ever proved. Riddle made them feel guilty, saying they were responsible for depriving sufferers of a potential cure for MS. The share price for Slytherin Pharma shot up in the past few months, as the research papers published recently supported the hype. I don’t get it… that drug was due to be launched next week?”

“It won’t be launched now. Not if you agree with my plan,” said Reg, turning to Sirius. “It’s all a lie. I heard Riddle talking to mother and father about it. The drug has serious side effects, it causes potentially lethal problems. The 400 people who were involved in the trial are starting to develop liver and kidney complications. Riddle said he thinks they will all develop organ failure. Riddle has lied to each of them so they each think theirs is a one-off case and told them they have randomly developed an autoimmune disorder unconnected to the drug. He’s referred them to a consultant who is as shady as he is and who is involved in the cover up. No doubt our parents are paying him handsomely for his help. They’ve decided not to call a halt to the development of the drug, which ethically they have to. They plan to release it onto the market as planned, so the share price will continue to sky 🚀. Then they plan to sell Slytherin Pharma to one of the big American drug companies that has been interested in a possible take over for the past nine months. The side effects only become apparent after around a year of treatment and they are permanent. When patients start to die, and the law suits start, it won’t be their problem any longer. They plan to transfer the 💰 into a secret offshore account, so nobody can touch it. They may get fined, but they’ll probably lie and declare bankruptcy, if needed, and nobody will have proof they knew about these problems. Riddle has altered the blood test results; the data any investigator will find is all fake.”

“Fucking hell!” said Sirius, staring at his brother dumbfounded. “They can’t do that!”

“Oh, they are doing it, trust me,” said Reg. “I confronted them about it and they confirmed it. They think I’ll stay quiet as otherwise we lose everything. They also threatened me if I go to the media. Said Riddle has contacts who will make sure I end up ⚰️ if the story is leaked.”

“What?” said James, looking horrified.

He had been listening to the story in shock. His parents, his poor parents, were going to be so upset. But this?

“I wouldn’t put it past them,” said Sirius grimly, eying his brother with concern. “You need to disappear stat, hide out in Europe till this whole thing blows over. You can’t afford to hang around, too dangerous, give me the proof and I’ll do it immediately,” said Sirius.

“They don’t know that last night I managed to get into father’s 💻 and sent myself all the incriminating data, it wasn’t difficult when his password is England4theEnglish,” said Reg bitterly.

“The slogan for the Nationalist Liberation 🙌,“ said James, looking disgusted. “Should we not call the police?”

“Afterwards,” said Sirius. “My parents have connections everywhere, old Eton ties, family loyalties going back hundreds of years. I bet they have contacts in Scotland Yard, or even in MI5.”

“Agreed,” Regulus stood up. “I need to leave, I don’t want to put you in danger.”

Sirius shook his head.

“Reg, don’t! Is there anything I can do? Come with you?”

“No, it’ll be much easier to escape notice on my own. I’m not as extraordinary looking as you are, pretty hard to blend into the background when you look like a male model!”

Sirius rolled his eyes fondly.

“Just promise you’ll release this before they can stop us!” said Reg.

Sirius nodded.

“How do you know you weren’t followed?” asked James.

“You don’t. We need a disguise!” said Sirius. “And I have just the thing, from a recent fancy-dress 🙌!”

………………………………………………

A slim woman with long blonde hair and 🕶️ emerged from the Potter’s 🏠 a short while later. She slung a Hermes bag into the front seat of the maroon coloured vintage Porche in the Potter’s driveway and drove off at a leisurely pace.

“Who’s that?” said Crouch, training his surveillance equipment on her.

“Some posh bird, probably Sirius’ girlfriend,” shrugged Lestrange, speaking into the hidden 🎤. “We stay put till they move, and then we don’t lose them, especially Regulus. We were told to cause serious injuries today as a warning, and kill him if he leaks the story to anyone.”

………………………………………………

The Guardian’s UK News Editor, Kingsley Shaklebolt, couldn’t believe what he was hearing from Sirius, but a quick scan of the data sent to him was convincing enough for him to make a decision. The Black family were often in the media due to their huge wealth. Walburga, with her stunning beauty and eerily preserved youth, was always noticeable at society gatherings, and the brothers’ good looks resulted in their photographs being splattered Everywhere. Sirius was instantly recognisable as legit. This was going to be a massive story.

“Sirius, I’ve seen the data and that YouTube video of your brother summarising what happened and what he was told. I’ll contact all media outlets, it’s going to hit the headlines immediately.”

…………………………………………

The doorbell rang and both Sirius and James jumped.

“Fuck!” hissed Sirius. “Who the fuck is that?”

“Don’t know,” said James, advancing towards the 🚪 warily. “Sirius, can you lock yourself in the library and call the police straight away? I’m better off playing dumb and pretending Reg hasn’t been here, I’ll keep them occupied till the police arrive, yeah?”

“Fuck!” said Sirius, glaring.

How bloody helpful, possible heavies at the 🚪 and him with nothing but a towel wrapped round him!

“Move!” said James.

He opened the 🚪 as the library 🚪 clicked shut.

“May I – oh, it’s you,” said James, staring at Snape’s scowling face in the porch. “What do you want?”

James glanced nervously around and cursed Snape, he needed to get that idiot out of there as soon as possible, given they might be getting an unpleasant visit soon.

“Charming as ever, Potter,” sneered Snape, looking positively livid.

“I’m in a hurry Snape, what do you want?” repeated James, keeping his voice stern.

“I want you to fuck off and leave Lily Evans alone, do you understand? We are dating, in fact we live together. She was too intimidated to say no to your request for a date, so she asked me to tell you. I believe her exact words were to tell you to fuck off and leave her alone, or she’ll contact the police and get you charged with stalking her,” said Snape, looking triumphantly at James.

“What the ever-living fuck?” said James, looking completely bewildered. “Look, I don’t have time for this 💩! I will certainly clarify with Evans when I meet her if this bullshit is true, or if you’re a lying git. Alright? Now get the fuck out of here!”

He stepped forward menacingly. He had to get rid of Snape, and fast.

“Don’t you threaten me, you entitled, little stuck-up bastard!” shouted Snape, as without warning he aimed a 🥊 at James’ face.

James fell backwards, and his head hit the floor with a thud.

The library 🚪 flew open and Sirius emerged looking like thunder.

“You greasy fucker!” he screamed, still only wearing the white towel, holding the poker he had just picked up and advancing ominously. “Get the fuck out of here, or I will personally beat you to within an inch of your life!”

Snape looked at him in fear and began walking backwards.

Continue reading here Maybe I Waited Too Long - A Marauders Medical AU

#Oops!#very angsty chapter... sorry!!!!#marauders au jily wolfstar #reblogging APOLOGY!!!

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Love Likewise Variable

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by sherwoodfox

"But for supporting robbers, shall we now contaminate our fingers with base bribes, and sell the mighty space of our large honors for so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog and bay the moon than such a Roman."

Sirius Black is delighted to be sorted into Gryffindor, contrary to the expectations of his family. As his Hogwarts career begins, he finds himself unusually interested in another student, the strange and secretive Remus Lupin, who hides his scars and whose eyes appear to glow in the dark...

Words: 5489, Chapters: 1/9, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Severus Snape, Lily Evans Potter

Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin

Additional Tags: Adolescent Sexuality, Coming of Age, Chronic Illness, Illnesses, Werewolf Remus Lupin, Werewolves, Mild Sexual Content, Hurt/Comfort, Minor Violence, Animal Transformation, Transformation, Dark, Family Issues, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Child Neglect, Obsession, Unhealthy Relationships, Friends to Lovers, Friendship/Love, Bullying, Growing Up, Gay Sirius Black, Internalized Homophobia, Period-Typical Homophobia, Dysfunctional Family, Dysfunctional Relationships, Werewolf Sex, Werewolf Turning, anti-werewolfism?, Secrets, Secret Relationship, Mildly Dubious Consent, Drugs, Teenage Rebellion, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Crushes

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abybweisse · 7 years

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do you have any thoughts, theories or anything to do with blavat?

Thanks for the ask! I sure DO! Here are my two “biggies”. Warning: LONG POST!!

I. Blavat Sky: the manga parallel to the anime’s Drocell Keinz

I have posted before (several times) likening Blavat to the anime-only character Drocell Keinz. Once a clever doll-maker, Drocell dies but is turned into a sort of mechanized doll. He doesn’t know he’s dead and doesn’t know he’s being used as a pawn by Angela/Ash (the angel) until Sebastian and “Ciel” force him to realize the truth. He’s very confident in his artistic/crafting abilities and thinks he’s doing what is “right” or “must be done”.

He draws people/victims in with music (performing as a street musician, basically) and then turns them into lifeless, mechanical dolls much like himself.

He draws Lizzie into his shop (she hears the music and then sees dolls inside). She’s looking for the perfect gift for “Ciel” and wonders whether Drocell might have something else there that would suffice. Drocell promises her that he has the perfect gift for her “Ciel” – herself, as a doll.

He begins the process of turning her into a doll, but “Ciel” and Sebastian save her just in time… after defeating Drocell and his army of previously-made dolls. It’s later revealed that he was just part of Angela/Ash’s plan to get hold of “Ciel”, apparently with the purpose of breaking the contract between “Ciel” and Sebastian.

Similarly, I see Blavat Sky as a talented guy who is confident (even arrogant) in his abilities.

He is using his abilities (fake fortune-teller, lyricist, composer, choreographer, etc.) to draw people/donors/victims into Sphere Music Hall (and this “Blue Sect” cult). Instead of performing like a street musician, he performs as a fortune-teller and manages/produces/etc. an idol group – the Starlight Four.

He might really think what he’s doing is important work, but he’s really just a pawn in someone else’s much bigger plans to ultimately get the earl in their clutches. Instead of Angela/Ash, it’s Lord Sirius (and probably Undertaker)… though an angel could make an appearance (I’m somewhat holding out for a big reveal from John Brown, the queen’s horsemaster and closest confidant). In both case, Lizzie’s presence (at Drocell’s shop in the anime, at Sphere Music Hall in the manga) lures “Ciel”/the earl (probably into a trap).

The anime scene where Drocell talks Lizzie into staying/getting “Ciel” a gift there… is visually very similar to the manga scene in which Blavat convinces Lizzie to stay at Sphere Music Hall for the supposed purpose of finding her “radiance”:

Like… really….

In both cases, Lizzie is drawn in by her worries over “Ciel”/the earl. In the anime it’s her desire to find “Ciel” the perfect gift (to make him happy), while in the manga it’s also her desire to find out how to make him happy again (and then apparently hoping to “save” him (or real Ciel)….

And then for the other major theory….

II. Blavat Sky: the Black Butler parallel to Mother3′s Miracle Fassad/Locria (and Lord Passion)

Actually, my theory for Blavat’s purpose and fate is the same, but this is just another parallel that supports it.

In Mother3, Fassad is this decidedly bad person who is not as he seems at all.

Fassad sounds like façade, French for “face” but used in English to mean an “exterior”, especially a “fake” one. In Arabic, fasad means “moral corruption”. Both associations are quite fitting because Fassad was once a Magypsy named Locria, but he rebels against the other Magypsies and becomes a pawn of King Porky. (Side note: Claus, Lucas’ twin brother, also becomes a pawn of King Porky and becomes known as the Masked Man.) Locria also suggests dissent (rebelling against the other Magypsies) because it is the musical mode known for extreme dissonance.

Instead of being a street musician (or managing an idol band), he controls a monkey (Salsa) and makes it deliver (to villagers) the Happy Boxes he’s selling. He’s a talented speaker and, as such, a successful salesman/merchant. He’s greedy, arrogant, and cruel.

Fassad goes through some changes, being “upgraded” or “evolved” from Fassad to New Fassad, and again to Miracle Fassad.

Fassad actually has three character parallels in Black Butler: Vanel (the drug dealer) is like the original Fassad… Harold West-Jebb (imports merchant) is like New Fassad… and Blavat Sky (essentially bartering for blood) is like Miracle Fassad.

Escapism, brainwashed contentment, this promise of “radiance”…. Is there much of a difference? Fassad (specifically Miracle Fassad), the poor “performing” monkey, and the brainwashing Happy Boxes are a bit like Blavat, the Starlight Four, and all they are “selling”… most-notably the concept of “radiance”.

Fassad’s not specifically associated with music in his original disguise, but once he’s mechanized he can no longer “talk” in anything other than corrupted Magypsy leitmotif (musical notes that suggest he was once a Magypsy). Lucas eventually defeats Miracle Fassad (and later figures out that he used to be Locria). Before Miracle Fassad disappears for good, he admits/realizes he’s just being used by King Porky, and that he’s tired of/done with it all… even though it means his defeat (and death). He thought his purpose was to spread “happiness” while gaining status under the new regime, but it was really just to lure Lucas to King Porky (and the Masked Man). Neither King Porky nor the Masked Man cared about him at all – just a pawn.

Another, much more minor, Mother3 character is associated with Blavat in my theory. Mr. Passion is a music-conducting ghost who parallels the traditions of Weston College. However, his stronger version, Lord Passion, is more like a parallel to Blavat.

TL;DR: The parallels to Drocell Keinz, Miracle Fassad, and Lord Passion suggest that Blavat Sky is arrogant, cruel, greedy, and attention-seeking. They also suggest he’s just being used by higher powers, and that he will be surprised and shamed in his eventual defeat.

Again, thanks for the ask! (Sorry it’s so long.)

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