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letoiledechue · 1 year

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Readmore for length due to throwing headcanons and app info below. TRIGGER WARNING: Brief references to anxiety and depression in summary section. Writing sample hints at child abuse/neglect and references pot and alcohol use.

In summary:

A bunch of trauma and trust issues bottled up into fake smiles and using partying as an attempt at forgetting everything. He’s fine though. Totally not fine.

Unspoken fear of losing the found family he has leaves him treading carefully. Not necessarily a visible trait but there may be anxiety toward losing people that can be blamed on never positively processing being disowned

Took the brunt of his parents’ antics/anger and kept quiet about it, still has minimal interest toward letting that slip to Regulus. Not happy with keeping that a secret, but figures it’s better to shoulder on his own than risk fully shattering whatever warped view of the family Regulus has as the youngest.

Was never keen on opening up about family. Can count the number of people he trusts with that info on one hand.

Plays into androgynous looks. Only positive to come from being disowned (besides found family of course) was getting to be more free in expressing himself.

The type of teen that would have stolen one of his cousins’ skirts and been offended by their being offended/annoyed or having the audacity to ask for it back. I can’t stop thinking of this scene from the Umbrella Academy.

Big fan of Queen and David Bowie.

Finds his motorbike equally as freeing as a broomstick, simply has a preference for the more hands-on maintenance that’s required for the bike’s upkeep.

His fingernails are painted more often than not. Habit of picking polish off if stressed.

100% threatened to permanently charm neon pink nail polish on his nails the day Orion called it an issue.

Dramatic since birth.

Would have had professors fooled with being quiet the first couple of weeks of school just to turn into a loud mouth once certain the school’s way of handling his hijinks didn’t involve his parents’ approach in doing so.

The app info:

Birthday: Born November 3, 1960, Sirius was meant to be the answer to the Black family’s hopes of an heir. A Scorpio through and through, it shouldn’t have been all that surprising the heir’s sarcastic and precocious side shined. Birthdays weren’t something Sirius looked forward to while home. It wasn’t exactly something his parents made a big deal about and was usually met with disappointment. Ill thought out gifts with the intent of stifling his curiosity and creativity. In truth, things that would have been more suitable for Regulus than himself. That opinion changed once at Hogwarts and he won’t admit to it now, but the first proper party that involved well thought out gifts and not simply acknowledging for the sake of knowing he’d make a scene had left him in tears.

Wand: 7 ½ inches, fir, curupira hair. Getting his wand was a rushed trip that involved Walburga expecting it to be a one and done sort of ordeal. The first two wands backfired and Sirius can still clearly recall being told to halt his mischief even though he wasn’t doing anything. He was almost certain a failed third attempt would result in being pulled out of the shop by his ear. The third try proved to be his though, and there was no hiding the grin at realizing he had been given a core that could be just as mischievous as he was.

Amortentia: Freshly mowed grass, whiskey, and cigar smoke are the scents that seem hellbent on sticking around. The first comes from Sirius having used quidditch as an outlet during school. The second serves as a form of self-medicating (he’s fine - the drinking isn’t an issue and he knows when to stop before it turns into making shit life choices). Alcohol has been just as much a friend as his actual friends have been so there’s no giving it up at this point. Cigar smoke is a peculiar one since it’s specifically the brand his father smoked. There are few happy memories of Grimmauld Place but the scent is familiar and enough to serve as a reminder that he still has people back there that he misses.

Boggart: When time came for facing boggarts at Hogwarts, Sirius did the unexpected and stuck to the back of the line of students. While many would have expected him to go running head on into the class experience, a boggart wasn’t on his priority list. Certainly not when that meant the risk of students and a professor being able to put a face to the shrill tone that came from his mother’s howlers. Things got as far as the sound of high heels echoing from the closet before he mumbled riddikulus and replaced what would have been his mother’s rapid approach with marbles rolling across the classroom floor. It was before anyone could speculate since he didn’t want questions about his homelife to come about. More recently, things have come down to fearing Regulus dying. A rather ridiculous fear considering his own well-being should be on the list and the rather tense relationship between them as of recent, but there’s a layer of guilt. That guilt has lingered ever since he left home without so much as a looking back. Regulus was the opposite — the golden child of the two siblings — and Sirius hasn’t stopped presuming the worst since leaving him behind in their family’s clutches.

Patronus OR No Patronus: Happiness has been hard to find as of recent and Sirius is good at faking it. He can produce a patronus if needed, with its corporeal form taking on the shape of a dog that is similar to his animagus form. Moments of happiness are few and Sirius has no shame in admitting he relies on memories of goofing off with his friends or Mrs. Potter’s hugs as a way of fueling the spell.

Writing Sample:

The tears had come from nowhere, and Sirius hadn’t even summoned the courage to walk up the path that led to the Potter’s home. A mix of fear, frustration, and exhaustion pooled in his stomach. He had taken to playing with the muggle lighter he kept on him from the very moment the Knight Bus dropped him off a street away from his best friend’s home.

Worse yet, he didn’t have it in him to light one of the blunts or take a sip from the flask in his jacket pocket. Too emotional and too much trauma surrounding the argument that ensued before it came to his name getting blasted off the family tapestry. It was something he had assumed would happen eventually. A threat that had lingered since the day his mother realized it was somewhat effective. He had merely figured she would have waited until he was of age to do something instead of acting a year earlier than he anticipated.

She hadn’t opted for using her fists or her wand to get her point across, and that was something Sirius was grateful for. There would have been no explanation if he showed up bloodied or bruised in a spot that wasn’t easily hidden by his robes. The moment spent trying to summon the courage and mask of happiness he usually plastered on felt like an eternity.

He didn’t have his watch on him, but it had to have been five minutes of standing on the sidewalk with a blank expression and his trunk clutched firmly in his hand. No one passed by though, so he was able to remain there uninterrupted.

Another moment, then the teen took a steadying breath. His lip quivered as he headed toward the Potter’s, fist shaking once he reached up to knock on the door. The door opened and Sirius was appalled to be face-to-face with Euphemia. He had grown far too used to keeping up the persona of being the life of the party. Always smiling, grateful to be welcomed as a guest, and quick to make sure mannerisms from back home didn’t pop up while over. He couldn’t summon any of it, though, instead shifting uncomfortably on the balls of his feet. Sirius didn’t make eye contact when she asked if things were okay, simply hiccoughing in response. It took a soft “Sirius,” and a hand on his shoulder to make him look up with an expression that was similar to a deer in headlights.

“Sorry, I-“ He trailed off before he got to stammering and quickly shook his head, wrapping his arms around his middle. “I shouldn’t have… but there’s nowhere else to… they… tapestry.” The words were barely a coherent sentence, but seemed to be enough to get the point across, earning a loud sob when he wasn’t asked anything else and was gently pulled in for a hug.

#tw: anxiety #tw: abuse #tw: marijuana #tw: depression #tw: alcohol #tag drop #take from me my lace (closet)#shut up and be happy (event)#oh well whatever never mind (musings)#hey babe your hair's alright (visage)#what's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? (marauders)#my weekend's at an all time low (threads)#i'm not angry anymore well sometimes i am (about)#i don't think badly of you well sometimes i do (regulus)#raise a little hell (records)

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queerwolflupin · 1 year

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did you hear that [ REMUS LUPIN ] will be attending the Black Ball during the coming weekend? They recently arrived in London for the social season and we will be excited to see if they make a splash this year. I heard that they are currently working as an [ MUGGLE LIBRARIAN ] and that they have been quite successful. They always reminded me of [ oversized sweaters, sarcastic quips, lukewarm cups of tea, strolls through the woods, the scent after a rainstorm, crumpled up newspapers, stacks of unfinished books, they say you aren’t a monster but that doesn’t change the turmoil inside ] and I heard that they can be [ DROLL + EMPATHETIC ] but also [ INSECURE + CAUTIOUS ]. Rumor has it that they are [ WORKING AGAINST ] Tom Riddle, but you know that you can’t believe everything you hear. As far as I know, they are a model member of pureblood society.

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NAME: Remus John Lupin NICKNAMES: Moony, Remy FACECLAIM: Rafael Silva GENDER/PRONOUNS/SEXUALITY: Cis-Male, He/Him, panromantic, demisexual AGE & BIRTHDATE: 25, March 10 BIRTH PLACE: Edinburgh, Scotland FLUENT IN: English, Scottish Gaelic, British sign language CURRENTLY LIVING IN: A flat shared with Sirius POSITIVE TRAITS: droll, careful, intelligent, level headed, empathetic NEGATIVE TRAITS: insecure, anxious, pessimistic, reserved, prone to self-handicapping

~ appearance ~

HAIR: Brunette, short HEIGHT: 6′2″ BUILD: Athletic TATTOOS: Moon on his right wrist that changes to match the cycle of the real one SCARS: Covered in them from clawing at himself when transitioned. The majority of them are along his back and rib cage, with a few along his face and neck. ANY OTHER IDENTIFYING MARK(S): N/A NOTABLE ACCESSORIES: It is rare for Remus to not have a book on him.

~ interests ~

FAVORITE FOOD: Bread and butter with sugar sprinkled over it FAVORITE MUSIC: Appreciates The Who and David Bowie FAVORITE COLOR: Mauve CLOTHING STYLE / PREFERENCES: Oversized sweaters are his favorite. Prone to “borrowing” Sirius’ shirts and jackets. HOBBIES: Reading, writing, photography, learning to play guitar ROLE MODEL: Hope Lupin is easily the strongest person he can think of. LIKES: Visiting muggle record stores, hiking, hanging out with friends DISLIKES: Large crowds, public speaking, people that are vocally prejudiced, the current opinion of werewolves

~ headcanons in no particular order ~

A select few know about Remus’ affliction. His biggest fear goes out to being properly shunned by everyone because of it.

Remus is not a fan of astronomy. He maintained high enough marks to pass but did not put full effort into the subject while in school.

Remus severely lacks self-confidence. Although he tries to hide that fact, it can occasionally come out. He is prone to second-guessing himself and afraid of saying things that may lead to his acquaintances deciding he isn’t worth their time.

Transformations have created an arthritic-like effect on Remus’ joints. Flare-ups before and after the week of the full moon can sometimes leave him bedbound or relying on pain potions to be able to function.

Remus has kept to keeping muggle jobs, fearing that the wixen world will ask too many questions if he manages to keep a job in the community. Money is tight and he is too proud to ask for help, keeping track of who and what he owes.

#[tag drop]#i've lost control of all my senses [visage]#a wolf in sheep's clothing [closet]#i've lost control of all of my words [threads]#watching through my fingers [musings]#every stumble and each misfire [about]#what's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? [marauders]#in one ear out the other [records]#missing from the photographs [aesthetic]#good grief [headcanons]

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elysianymph · 9 months

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🔥 anything about sirius because i am being a little hater towards some characterisations too

i've already talked your ears off about this on discord but i'm happy to talk to about it again bc i fucking HATE new sirius black with a burning passion. i hate him as much as i love my sirius black that marauderstok can pry from my cold dead hands bc i'm not letting him go. i don't know when it happened and why but marauders fans are particularly persistent on taking away any interesting traits sirius had and leaving behind a whimpering pathetic twink that cries when someone looks at him the wrong way. sirius has been scrubbed clean of any morally grey traits he might've had (he's not allowed to care for his family (unless it's regulus) or long for them bc they are bad, he's not allowed to have any prejudices even though he was literally raised with pureblood mentality and taught he was superior to everyone else from the day he was born, he's not allowed to be an asshole bc he's not like his family guys!! and when he is an asshole it's always used to victimize the character he's being an asshole to and sirius is painted as the villain with mommy issues that can only be fixed by getting dicked down apparently)

i cannot stress this enough: LET THIS MAN BE A COMPLEX CHARACTER!! and no, giving him mental illnesses that miraculously disappear when he gets together with remus and making him attempt to kill himself post prank because he feels bad is NOT making him complex! you're just weird. you're just romanticizing mental illnesses and i can't believe you don't see anything wrong with it. giving him bipolar to justify his actions is?? not??? representation??? it's offensive to people who actually have to deal with these issues in their day to day lives and yet here you are using something that will impact their life forever as a plot device for your uwu sadboy mlm fanfic.

and that's what new sirius boils down to. he's a plot device, an accessory to everyone else's story that's never given much depth other than "oh his mom used the cruciatus on him and now he's traumatized". no hate to jegulus but hate to specific jegulus fics that turn sirius into an overdramatic caricature of his former self for the sake of drama and angst.

also, some of these wolfstar shippers... wtf are you guys on?? idk when and why (that's a lie i do but i'm not gonna say it) remus became sirius black in a werewolf costume but here we are. oh sirius was cool and effortlessly smart and handsome and girls wanted him? well guess what? snatches all of those character traits and throws them onto remus they're his character traits now. ignore how it doesn't make any sense for the werewolf child who was isolated from the rest of the world to be a smooth talking alpha casanova who plays basketball actually. while we're at it, ignore how unrealistic it is for a boy who was raised in a family that believed they were superior to everyone else based on blood status, who was raised to be the perfect heir and checked off all the traits needed to be one to be insecure?? and unsure of himself?? and stupid??? and a loser??? i don't understand what the point of flipping the wolfstar dynamic was when you're left with a shallow copy of the original but ok. you do you ig.

to summarize, my sirius is cool and effortlessly smart and egotistical and a complete asshole who thinks he's the best thing ever. is it an act to cover up how damaged he thinks he is because of his family? possibly. but i also fully believe sirius thought he was a god amongst men and everyone should be glad to be in his presence. he talked down to other people because he considered himself smarter, he rolled his eyes when students asked stupid questions and made fun of them when they got an answer wrong. he's a teenage boy let him be a dick with no excuses.

(also i find it funny when people write about sirius getting into a fight with james or remus and crying because they said something mean. as if sirius wouldn't throw hands the moment someone started criticizing him. he's toxic and that's what makes him interesting. that's his purpose! characters exist to make stories interesting, to start drama, not to be your moral guide on how to act. stories become so much more fun once you let go of the need to make every character a good person. also liking a character doesn't equal liking them as a person. i love sirius but i would hate his guts irl)

#i feel like i can never fully write what i want to say and i hate it #wish i could take you guys on a tour of my brain. it's crazy up in here #thank you for letting me talk zandra it's almost like you knew what was bothering me znjzjzj #it's really not that deep (i say after writing an entire post about it)#(it's not i just like to talk to myself and hope someone will listen bc i am very very passionate can you tell?)#sirius black #mwpp #marauders #marauders era #nymph answers #hating hours 🔥#just to be safe #tw mental illness #tw sui attempt

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kquil · 4 months

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HELP?

i have a series that i've been planning on and off for the past year or so and i've finally got the first chapter written. being my perfectionist self, i feel as though i need to keep planning some more things but there's a part of me that really wants to just get started and, sort of, force myself to begin or else i'll never get the series written since there isn't that sense of urgency or encouragement to keep going when i have other things to do

the series is called: Divorcing Orion Black

it'll be my take on a Harry Potter fix-it-fic set in the marauder's era where reader is transferred into the Harry Potter universe and forced to replace Walburga Black, her main aim is to give sirius and regulus a better life by being a better mother than Walburga ever was. But, it's never easy considering the limited knowledge people have on the marauders era and because... the true Walburga never really...left?

the focus will be on platonic relationships as well as all the comfort and fluff in the world considering how dark and sad and angsty the marauders era characters' destiny ended up being

potential series summary : You just got transferred into the world of Harry Potter and you've been put into the shoes of Walburga Black. Splendid… You need to escape this toxic family so your first order of business is divorce AND YOU'RE DEFINITELY TAKING THE KIDS!

tags : son sirius black/mother reader ; son regulus black/mother reader ; isekai au/transfering worlds au ; walburga black is evil ; not reader though hehe~ ; hurt/comfort ; fluff ; platonic fluff ; second chances ; reader basically adopts remus, barty crouch jr and peter pettigrew ; peter pettigrew redemption arc? ; but he never betrays the marauders in the first place so... ; remus gets a better life ; reader becomes a semi-political figure to help werewolves + house elves ; reader assumes a male alias ; alternating chapters from different povs directly effected by reader's actions ; reader is a powerful independent business woman and single mother ; reader is a milf ; reader secretly hates dumbledore ; reader hates orion black ; reader hates JKR (we all do) ; divorce ; mentions of child abuse (physical and mental and emotional) ; mentions of neglect ; angry reader ; canon jily ; mentions of wolfstar ; regulus being a precious baby ; sirius has his moments too ; reader being a powerful trio with minerva and pomfrey ; reader potentially adopting the black sisters (bellatrix, andromeda and narcissa) ; reader adopts everyone! ; there'll be ocs ; reader leaves to live her dream cottagecore life ; happy ending! ; i'll add more tags in the future

fair warning ; this series is not gonna be canon compliant, naturally, reader will make sure of that haha!

i predict that the series will be around 25 to 30 chapters long? maybe more?

if i post the series now, i'll aim to post a new chapter per month, on the first day of every month

if i post the series next year/2026, i'll try to make sure i'm able to post twice per month (one chapter per two weeks)

taglist : @melinajenkins @aastonishment @until-i-found-you @corp0real @celestcies @lovelydoveval @inlovewithremusjohnlupin @calums-betch @futurecorps3 @hihihi1112 @simpingforthe80s @yrluvjane @chaosofmanyfandoms @storyofaromance @loving-and-dreaming @somewereinthegalaxi @ashreblogsficshere @cassandra-nerezza-black @stray-bi-kids @ttkttt @notasadgirlipromise @desikudisworld @volturissideslut @arilxup88 @ghostgardn @rosalyn-s @seungtelevision @raevyng @rosaleenablack @samanddeansannoyingsis @marina468 @mess-is-my-aesthetic @zesnuts

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toomanyroleplays · 2 months

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Hey Gang

So to say the least I am ever so bored and looking to get some new roleplays up and running. First off the very most important thing to know about me is I'm 25 coming to you from the Cringy One Direction Roleplay era. So please please please be at least 18 but I would prefer 20 and up in a perfect world. I ONLY write on Discord in the third person. My minimum is two paragraphs and my max well she's all over the place typically around five paragraphs. I'm ghost and cringe-friendly. I love building playlists and interest boards for RPs and world-building and just all the OOC chit-chat you could dream of. I'm looking for romance and if all parties are comfy some spice in the plot along with everything else we could ever dream up within reason. I'm open to writing all pairing types and OCxCC or CCxCC but no OCxOC sorry! But I double! :) Fandoms and a little more about what I'm looking for in each one. Marvel/MCU/Comics: I am a die-hard Phlint shipper and I am always down to write them. I have hardcore missed this pair so damn much since Omegle left us. There are other canon ships I'm down to write as well the list is hella long and fluctuates with my mood so please ask and I'll happily supply you with that list and whom I write. I am also always down to write OCxCC for Marvel. I'm open to ABO and BDSM AU's in this fandom as well. Hobbit: I've kinda got a half assed OC/fan species idea but like fuck if I know. So like while I wanna say I would be down to write OCxCC I'm probably gonna lean towards CCxCC but you never know I might be in the mood to bust that sucker out. I'm all for Thilbo always have been. Have you read An Unexpected Addition by karategal on AO3? I've basically taken it as canon now. Anywho other ships also include Dworin, Dwori, and Boffins. WWE It's cringe I know but shit dude I love that silly wrestling. Ask me about it in the DM's if you're interested. We can work literally anything out. I love it all. Criminal Minds bring on the OCxCC or CCxCC would love to do a Marvel CCxCC crossover though I could be talked into an OCxCC cross over. Ships I kinda love em all for the sake of not making this post any longer I'll put in my top four but feel free to ask about others. Hotchgan, Demily, Morcia and Moreid Harry Potter Golden Trio I'm looking for OCxCC please don't ask me to play Voldy or like any Malfoy. Characters are 18+ so no Hogwarts sorry fam. Uh plots all I can say is buckle up I'm a little bit of a goblin. Marauders era OCxCC or CCxCC looking for alternate war endings. Rare pairs, and heavy world-building. Please do not ask me to write snape I can't go there.

Ok OK so last one and like this shit is hella specific so don't mind me I'm just being hopeful. Percy Jackson (TV series) I read book one years ago gonna start a read-through soon. I am Specifically looking for an AresxF OC of mine. I'm hoping to find someone flexible and willing to help me make sense of this cracked-out plot I've had bouncing around in my brain for weeks.

If any of this interests you please feel free to shoot me a message on Discord or interact with the post and I'll reach out.

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marlesbian · 5 months

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for Marauders Christmas Fest by @the-marauders-fest

Prompt Childhood lovers/high school reunion

Pairing: Alice Fortescue/Lily Evans

Tags: Fluff. First love. First Kiss. Alternate Universe- No magic.

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Alice met Lily when they were 5, both were young readers and met at the local library in their small town. They became really close ever since that day, meeting at the library to read together, then they started meeting outside, at the park, the local pool. After a month they started going to each other's houses and became absolutely inseparable, because otherwise, they didn't have any other friends, two outcasts extremely smart chubby girls, whose world treated as freaks of nature, but they found home in each other.

The years went by and their friendship only grew and deepened. Lily practically lived at Alice's house and family ice cream shop, it was just a prize, being with her best friend and away from her awful sister. They did everything together, always walking around town holding hands, making friendship bracelets, they loved making each other gifts and just touching, feeling each other's presence. So the years went by, they grew up together, and knew each other better than anyone else.

Christmas 2005, they were both 13, Lily went to spend Christmas at Alice's, after having a fight with her sister. They had spent all afternoon baking cookies, pies and all the food for her dinner with Alice's dad, Steven, the chef. Dinner was awesome, so after that, they stayed in Alice's room, watching a movie cuddling to fight the cold, they did that all the time, but this time felt different, electric. Of course they knew they liked each other as more then just friends, but they were too afraid to do anything about it, since gay people weren't well seen.

- Tulip, i have to tell you something - Alice spoke all of a sudden- We're moving, my mom got a job offer in London, it's a really good job and her salary will increase significantly, so i have to go- her voice was breaking.

-What, now at the middle of the school year?

- I know this is awful but i can't stay.

- But what about me? I'm gonna miss you

- I know, im gonna miss you too, it's breaking my heart... but we can keep in touch, i'll call you every day and i can come visit..

- It's not the same... you can't go i- she desperately pleased but stopped mid sentence, then continued- I love you

- I love you too, tulip

- No... you don't get it. I LOVE you. Like i am in love with you, the way your dad loves your mom and the way people love each other in the movies... -she cried

- Oh Lily...

- You don't have to say anything, of course you don't feel the same way, im a girl and you're not bent. I'm sorry, i'll shut up now, just forget i said anything

- NO! I love you too... like that, that way. I have for a long time.

- Well, then... What now?

-Can i kiss you? I've never kissed anyone before and i dreamed of you being my first.

- YES! i mean, yes, i would love for you to kiss me.

And so they did. It was soft and innocent, the butterflies in their stomachs were bursting. They couldn't believe this was happening, so they kept doing it. They kept kissing and kissing until their lips were all red. It was awkward but it was theirs. Their moment, their first kiss, friends who have loved each other for years.

The two weeks they had together before Alice leaving was full of kisses and longing stares and softly whispered i love yous. Then Alice Left, and Lily was alone.

- 10 years later -

Its 2015, and Alice and Lily haven't spoken in the last 7 years, a lot had happened to the both of them. Alice went to film school and was working as a photographer, with a movie in the making. Lily had moved to the capital to work at a book publisher, after graduating in English literature and creative writing.

Lily Evans had been living in the capital for eight months now. She was sitting at a café, reading a book wondering why she was working during Christmas holidays, when she heard a knock in the glass. It was a short woman, with very short hair, shaved on the sides and SO many ear piercings, but she recognised her immediately, of course she would, how could she forget? It was her first kiss, her first love. The look of realisation on her face betrayed her. Alice immediately saw it, but even then entered the small shop.

- Lily! Oh god it's been ages! How are you? I meant to keep calling all these years ago, im really sorry i didn't. But ugh why am i bringing this up? Tell me about yourself! How's life been treating you? Is that a book? Are you an author now?.. oh god, im talking too much aren't i? im sorry im nervous as shit

Lily laughed, and started talking. They were both uncomfortable at first, but after the first hour, it was like time had never passed. They told each other everything, about how their sixth-terms went, about university, all of their partners and journeys coming to term with being bisexual, alice coming to terms with being gender non conforming, about their new friends and family. After the shop closed, they went on to a pub, to keep talking. When they parted their ways, saying goodbye, it took all of Lily's courage to ask

"Do you wanna spend Christmas with me? I can't go see my family so im spending it all alone. You don't have to say yes, bye the way... i'm sorry if it's too forward.. sorry forget i asked"

"I would love to spend Christmas with you, tulip"

note: i made this super unpretentiously, just a little comfort for me. i did not go 100% with the high school reunion so i cheated hehehe. also pls be kind i wrote it in like an hour

#marauders #the marauders era #marauders microfic #marauders era girls #lily evans #alice fortescue #bi lily evans #bisexuality #MCDAY1

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forest-hashira · 7 months

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(Found) Family Dynamics

originally i was gonna post about the colors of everyone's dragons (that i've gotten to so far) after explaining dragon hierarchy, but i realized it would be easier to understand that if i explained some of the character dynamics here first. i will try to make this as clear as possible but if it's still confusing let me know & i'll do my best to clarify!

also yes the place where they live is just called "the settlement" for now i haven't come up with anything better ssshhhhhhh

Satoru is the heir to the Gojo clan. Reader & Suguru are his best friends and eventual romantic partners.

Suguru is an only child who gets brought to the settlement to train with the Gojo clan after he bonds with a single color dragon

Reader is an only child, but has lived in the settlement their whole life

SatoSugu, Reader, Nanami, Shoko, & Utahime all grew up and trained together.

Reader is obviously very close with SatoSugu, but they're almost as close with Shoko, and often work with Nanami. Readers sees them as siblings.

Nanami has a younger sister (an OC who will have very little impact on the plot) who he is very protective of, and who absolutely ADORES Yuji

Shoko & Utahime are very close. I'm planning on leaving their relationship kind of ambiguous but i don't think i'm very good at that lol so they will likely wind up as a background couple whoops

Yuji is from outside the settlement. He moves to the settlement after Nanami & Reader find him and rescue him after his village had been completely wiped out (Yuji was the only survivor left in the village). He's about 4 when this happens.

Nanami adopts Yuji because the boy refuses to leave his side, and Nanami is secretly glad he doesn't seem interested in living with any other families in the settlement, bc he's gotten rather attached to the sweet little gremlin

Sukuna is Yuji's older brother (like 15-ish years older than him; roughly 19 when Yuji is about 4). He does not die when their village is massacred, but he's not there when Yuji is rescued

Nanako and Mimiko are from the same village where Suguru was born. Their parents were friends with is parents, so he saw them fairly often when he would return to visit his family. Suguru takes them in when everyone in their village is wiped out, too (roughly a month after Yuji's rescue)

Megumi and Tsumiki are abandoned in the settlement by Toji (he's an enemy of the Gojo clan and basically leaves the kids as a sort of peace offering, or something. idk toji's not a good dad ok lol). Satoru realizes they're destined to become servants for his family for the rest of their lives if he doesn't do something, so he claims them as his wards

Toge is from a well to do family/minor clan in the settlement

Nobara is from a village just outside the settlement

Yuta gets shipped off to the settlement a few years after he bonds with his dragon (so about age 12-13) because they're "more trouble than they're worth" according to the leaders of the town where he grew up

Maki is from outside the settlement (being a Zenin and all) but she came to the settlement because she wanted to, not because she was forced to

Nobara, Yuji, Megumi, Tsumiki, Nanako, Mimiko, Maki, & Toge all train together. Yuta joins them after he gets somewhat comfortable in the settlement

they'll all be minors for the entirety of this fic (or at least what i've got in my head so far) so there won't be anything too suggestive or anything, but just know that Yuji is very affection with Gumi & likes to tell him that he loves him/Gumi's his favorite person in the world (after papa Nanami, of course). Nobara is also pretty affectionate with Maki. feel free to interpret that as you will.

THIS COULD BE CONSIDERED SPOILERS IF YOU'RE NOT CAUGHT UP ON THE ANIME SO BE WARNED

i don't think it's all that spoilery at this point but i wanted to give a warning just in case

Sukuna is the leader of a group of murderous marauders that become known as The Curses, due to their brutality and ruthlessness. this group includes Sukuna (obviously), Kenjaku, Mahito, Uraume, and Choso

Characters not mentioned here are either not included in this fic (yet or at all) or are inconsequential to the plot!

after triple-checking my google doc for this AU, it looks like i've covered all my bases here. but as always i am more than happy to answer questions you might have!

#dragon rider au #this was kind of a long one sorry!!! but it's crucial to understanding like. everything that happens so. y'know.#i haven't included any of the kyoto students yet on purpose bc idk how i would go abt doing that as of rn #also pretty much the same reason i haven't included yaga yuki or mei mei #& i've gone back and forth abt including haibara bc i feel like i don't have a good grasp on his vibe & i don't wanna do him dirty

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l-lend · 1 year

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All right, bestie, you know I have to send you something for your milestone! 😆😆

I would like to request from the comfort list:

Giving Comfort 9 and 32

Receiving Comfort 31 and 35

With Hunter, please 🥰

(If that's too much, then feel free to just do the first of both of those!)

Love you much and congrats again!!

Of course Space Mom and let me see what I- Oh...oh, Space Mom I'm sorry. We gonna get a bit heavy first. You don't mind if I barrow Kimber for a bit, right? lol

Warning(s): physical trauma, a touch of angst

Bright light seared his eyes as a sharp ringing shredded against his delicate eardrums. The world engulfed in white leaving the option of opening his eyes a lost cause. Hearing and sight screaming out with enough pain for the clone to halt in his advance.

Something massive made contact with him. The scent of sweat with a hint of chemical residue from blast charges met his nose as his feet left the ground. His chest plate pressing into him as he was braced against something solid. The tendrils of hair that escaped his bandana brushed against his skin as his captor began moving. The footfalls were felt with every shift of his chest plate digging against his belly. His mind sifting through recent memories with a frenzied pace. Every attempt to piece together what happened slipping through his fingers like smoke.

Time is lost while the brain is battle drunk. The darkness behind his eyelids did nothing to hint at any passage of time. His chest plate had ceased digging into his flesh. His back soon met a much more forgiving material. Another hand sought out his. Smaller more delicate fingers curled around his. Still pleasingly soft despite the line of callouses trailing the digits from her time with her rifle.

A weight fell on his forearm. With curiosity getting the better of him, his other hand met strands braided together. It was as familiar to him as if it were an extension of himself. His eyes pried themselves open. Shapes before him hazy and muddled as he tried to force his vision to clear. A blob of shapes and colors becoming clear, showing him a face he never tired of seeing. Her features twisted in worry.

Boots stormed up the ramp as the squad poured inside the ship. One of the squad members tossing off her helmet, rifle in hand. The soft growl of the Marauder's engine coming to life brought her gaze to the cockpit.

“Tech, get us out of here.”

A lurch of the star ship's abrupt departure nearly brought her to her knees as blaster fire collided in feeble attempts to bring the vessel down. Her attention soon shifting to her sergeant laying helpless on the floor. Her heart gripped in an unseen vice sapping her strength leaving her to kneel by his side. Her hand seeking out his to offer comfort before Echo could see to a chemical form of pain relief. His helmet had been cast off moments before. His features pinched with pain. Her fingers offered a gentle squeeze.

“It's okay,” She whispered, “You're okay. I have you.”

A soft groan met her ears before a pair of honey brown eyes captured her gaze. The vice in her chest loosening enough for her to breathe.

“Hey,”

Panic filled his eyes. A finger tapping the side of his head.

"Kimber? I...can't hear you."

"Kriff," gruffed Echo approaching the downed sergeant with bacta syringe in hand.

Mild annoyance flitted across Hunter's features as the the syringe bit into him with a hiss.

“This should help...hopefully.”

Kimber squeezed the sergeant's hand offering a ghost of a smile. His eyelids fighting a losing battle. It was only after the whispered caress of his face that he surrendered to the allure of sleep.

After the brief brush of her lips along the fabric of his bandana, Kimber straightened up.

“Get Tech to prep for a jump.”

Days passed in hiding while the squad licked their wounds from their most recent mission. The sergeant sequestered in his quarters as the round the clock bacta injections attempted to mend his hearing. He sighed as Kimber sat across from him.

“I hear the left.”

“Good,” She smiled before rubbing her fingers near his ears again.

“Both sides.”

“Thankfully Echo thinks your helmet soaked up most of the noise from that popper.”

“Should've seen it coming though.” He grumbled.

Kimber pursed her lips, her head slightly cocked to the side, “You know, you're allowed to have help. It doesn't make you weak.”

With a gentle tug of her wrist, she tumbled forward into his embrace.

“I know,” He murmured, his face tucked into where her shoulder and neck meet, “I just....”

His stubble lightly scratching against her neck, “Thank you.”

#sergeant hunter #tbb hunter #hunter x oc

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heartofspells · 1 month

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So I saw this on a different blog, but give me Kensington lyrics for the Marauders and their friends

Ah, Britt. You can't just send me something like this out of nowhere. You know what this stuff does to my brain. But I'm starting this off by saying I have no idea how many characters I'll actually do.

And I'm continuing it nearly two days later by saying that I've spent hours thinking about this. I've studied. You've thrown me back into my Kensington phase (they really are amazing, just saying. if you've never listened to them, i highly recommend). I've made lists. Charts! No, not charts, mostly because I don't have the patience for that, but I did make lists. Extensively. I did my due diligence, my nefarious and sly friend.

And because I took this very seriously, I approached it from a canon standpoint only, and I tried extremely hard to leave ships out of it. (see how well that worked, huh)

Marauders

I found two definite choices for the whole lot of them together. Fiji and Perfect Family Day

Not all we're building up is indestructible But all we're hoping for We'll know how to get it though We'll know how... To get in a constant phase Of digging a heart-shaped grave for ourselves

And

Every night's the same God has left this place Left us on his way out

Cover up these stains Keeping up appearances Jaded smiles remain Watching fate take place We're sulking and we're stumbling through Grey and spiteful days

I could honestly quote the entire song, really

James

James is also Fiji, just different pieces of it. I think this song is a good way to look at how he viewed his friends and the people closest to him during the war.

A hell of a case you'd make If only the tides weren't so strong You're letting it in, all you're darkest ways

Waste it all away Inside of a king-sized cage Enough of the comforts of home But none of it all takes the bars away

Peter

Peter is Bridges, What Lies Ahead (but that one is more because it kind of amuses me), and Island

Yet another ungraceful evening Another man's faith An easy foe And we're off to shiver In the face of the unknown

Yet another ungrateful weekday We're caught in a game Where the winner takes all And we're off to tell it As the greatest story told

Though we long together For the tables to turn Though we pray together For the bridges to burn Still we stay cold

We got carried away by it We got carried away from home

And

And all I do Is getting lost in the past To find where I'd first hear I was never gonna be somebody That I was never gonna feel light come around

And

I don't want to blame I just want to leave this horrid place the way I came But here we are again I don't want to wait For another wave to come and rule another day

I don't want to stay I just want to wash away this vile and awful taste But here are again Got nothing more to say Only want to leave it an not seek for it again

And I'll be an island And the shore where I stand Can't be reached by more than waves I told my sharks That I need an island For I know the violence And I'll make the same mistakes again

Remus

Our Moony is Storms and What Lies Ahead. And they're both just...so very sad to me.

I don't want to be alarmed I don't want to know what's coming I don't want to lie here Waiting for my end If I knew how to fight it I would never go never go dark I will never be a storm again But if it's easier now then I'll pretend

And (this one is so very second war to me. and it could reflect on the war itself and the wizarding world...or Dumbledore...or Sirius)

And they rise again as I am told that I should see Red now And to fear what lies ahead now But I know that I will Do everything for you again I will do everything for you again And I bet now You will see that I will burn what I don't need here

Lily

I only found one for Lily (though if i'd wanted to focus on the whole Snape aspect, i could have chosen so many more), but her song is Uncharted. I feel like it's an accurate way of how she would have viewed all the loss during the war.

No one knows what part to play It's like the we're in uncharted territory No one knows another way It's like all grace in life has parted from me And all sensible words All sensible souls Oh, where do they go? And why do they leave us now? And if I could go back again, I'll go back again If the worst is happening, how does anything work? Now let me please go back again, I'll go back again

Sirius

Obviously, I found soooo many for Sirius. So very many that I had to tame it down and really narrow my options. Who's surprised? You shouldn't be.

Sirius is Storms just as much (probably more) as Remus is.

Don't want to be alone But genuine lives won't appear On the horizon Oh, what a long wait If there's no way to find it Will I ever calm ever calm down? I will never be a storm again But if it's easier now then I'll pretend To leave it all

He's System. He is the entire song.

And all I am trying to gain I'll seed it then forget how to reap now So I'll deny it again How your wrong is my right How your luck is my doubt But no, don't ever leave me out

Sirius is Insane.

Scenes of distress They follow me around 'til I lose again and by then (You might be calm but my head will explode) I'm out of moves here I swallow it down like a poison undefined That enters my veins like a thread that I can't shake

'Til I cave It's not the words, not the fear or the doubt Not the lack of heart that takes me out It's the knowing that you can't relate when you're insane It's not the pain, not the bruise or the scars It's the knowing that you can't relate when you're insane

I know I wait too long Before I will break a bond I know my body froze My greatest loss

He is No Me, and while this song has a very obvious meaning, at least to me, I think so many parts of it apply perfectly to Sirius.

See the fading of the past The unwinding of the thread It was all above me Right above my head Now it's pouring on me It's dawning on me That everything that's golden Is buried deep in ground eroded Now start digging there where all the lines meet

Regulus

Ooooh. Regulus is Slicer, no question about it.

What are you aiming for? I will never be the one to call When your heart is in need The coward in me Will be all that you face Why do you say no more? Was the heaven I sold you on Just a trifling daze? A glorious cage? And it was in vain?

Then how do we get Stone cold, red hot and And now we're on like a thunder Soon all ends go dead Then how will we get away?

I was going to do more individual characters, but this is hard and I ran out of steam. But obviously I couldn't resist throwing some relationships/pairings into it (platonic or romantic, however you choose to look at it). I'm not going to list any lyrics for these because I'm starting to go cross-eyed, but feel free to take a listen to the songs!

Black brothers

These two...oh, these two. They have my heart, they really do. The whole of the Marauders clump is so very tragic from a canon standpoint, but these brothers stab me in the chest every time I think about them.

Regret, Sorry, and Rivals really hits home for them in certain areas of those songs.

Sirius + Remus

This first one mostly comes from a second war viewpoint for me, after they reunite, after the truth is out, while the second is just a general good song for all they've lost.

St. Helena and Uncharted

James + Sirius

I just can't help myself. And it's possible that the first song is more romantic than platonic. Actually maybe more than little unrequited one-sided love sort of thing. The second just sums them up for me, all that they did for each, all that they were willing to do for each other.

Riddles and Ten Times the Weight

#post in the toast #kensington #kensington for the marauders (and co)#britt tag

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fae-fucker · 10 months

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Nexus: Chapter 1-3

It's time for the thrilling conclusion to Sasha Alsberg's and Lindsay Cummings literary diarrhea. Described by the illustrious Sarah J Maas (whose taste we can surely trust) as a "whirlwind, out-of-this-galaxy adventure," the queen of fae jizz has once again put egg on our collective faces and told blatant lies to uphold false narratives.

It's apparently been two years since I last left Andi to die as the new General of Arcardius. Nor was the evil queen, and Valen was the perpetual victim turned evil guy at the last moment. Dex was there, and so was Andi's crew. Dex rescued Andi and the general, but the general died after giving Andi his title for reasons as uninteresting as they are pointless.

I won't be recapping the whole thing, just read the last parts of the previous snark to get caught up. Or the whole thing, if you want xoxo

Chapter 1: Dex

Dextro Arez had never truly believed that the Godstars were tangible beings. They were soul-felt, a comforting presence inside your heart, an idea that filled your mind as if soldered on with iron and fire. Always nearby, yet as far away as the stars in the night sky.

Hoo boy. Shinsay are so very good at one-sentence K.O.s They bypass my armor and do direct psychic damage.

Dex is sitting by Andi's busted-ass body. She's been out for a week, and he's all angsty about how she has to wake up because she's the general now and is the only one who can save them all. He's then overtaken by a telegraphed wave of memories, flashing conveniently back to the climax of the first book, so we're all caught up on what's happened.

BUT THEN! Andi wakes up! And she's all angry about how Dex saved her but left HER GIRLS behind, and she gets up and tries to go and save them immediately despite having an open and gaping chest wound that starts bleeding the moment she gets up. She's so so angry you guys. And also really badass for how she wants to save her crew, whom she loves so much that she'd die for them. It's very cool and tragic and sad and uuh. Anyway.

She stabs him with a syringe full of a pain medication called "soduum" which, I mean, yeah. Soduum indeed.

The first chapter of Nexus ends like this,

“I’m sorry, Dex,” Andi said, her voice like a funeral dirge as his head hit the floor. “There is no me without them.” When she left the med bay, she was no longer Androma Racella. The Bloody Baroness stepped into the halls of the Marauder, a captain who would tear apart the skies to rescue her crew.

I do love the childlike sincerity of Shinsay being so enamored with the bad-mouth-feel name of their main character, and her shitty little title, that they keep repeating both. I also hate the way the title is deeply unoriginal while also being completely meaningless, indicating that Shinsay just chose words that sounded cool to them without thought or effort. There's a certain unearned smugness in repeating the full name and title every time Andi does anything they think is cool, because guys? You didn't do anything, but you're expecting goosebumps every time? Cmon now.

I read my own snark recently in preparation for reading Nexus (cuz there's no way I'm gonna read Zenith again lol) and I'm surprised that I never deconstructed the title of "Bloody Baroness," because it's so bad. So I'll do that now, because there's nothing else cool happening.

First of all, what does baroness mean in this world? The title existing implies the existence of peerage. Adhira has a queen, so that sort of fits, but Andi is from Arcardius, which is noted to be the most militaristic planet, ruled by a general instead of a king. So who gave her the title? Why is it baroness specifically? Does Andi hold land? Where did the title of baroness come from? Who started it and why? What did she do to earn it? We never really find out what Andi did during her criminal years, so her having a wacky title would have given us a clue as to what kind of pirate she is. Instead, we get baroness because it sounds fancy to Shinsay and is alliterative with "bloody," I guess?

As for "bloody", well, it speaks for itself, doesn't it? It's a fine enough descriptor for a space pirate, but the fact that it's followed up by "baroness" makes it sound too small for the title it's describing. The alliteration was also a mistake, IMO. It just sounds childish. Combine all this with the fact that "bloody" is something a mildly annoyed British person might say before a real curse word, it's just a bit silly.

Compare to two examples that kind of work, on the opposite ends of the spectrum that Andi occupies. We have Star Lord, from Guardians of the Galaxy. I haven't read the comics, but the title works for the guy because it's both ambiguous (in the first movie, nobody knows who he is or what he's done, because it's not a lot) and grandiose (because he's full of himself). It is a cool name, but it's clearly something an unimaginative egotist might come up with, name himself the lord of stars because they're in space, so ruling stars means he's a big deal. Nobody's calling him lord unless he convinces them first. It works because it builds his character.

Then we have The Blood Countess, one of the epithets given to Elizabeth Bathory, a real-life historical figure who was said to have killed women and girls in order to bathe in their blood and remain young forever. Notice the similarities to the Bloody Baroness. Except Bathory was given this moniker because she 1) was an actual countess and 2) killed people and had a fascination with their blood. Obviously this is a real-life person, but the title works because hey, she did do that shit, at least according to the people who gave her that name. She's a countess that likes blood? Blood Countess!

What did Andi do? Everyone calls her the Bloody Baroness, but we don't know why, and she clearly didn't give herself the name, though she embraces it because ...? She likes it, I guess. She likes to be called bloody because she loves violence, and to be associated with nobility, despite supposedly hating the upper class after they stabbed her in the back.

Y'all see what I mean?

We don't know where the title came from, so we don't get an insight into her past, and we don't know how she feels about it, aside from stuff we can assume that turns out to be contradictory anyway.

But hey, it sounds cool, right? Right? RIGHT?!

Chapter 2: Andi

Anyway, because she's got a huge hole in her chest that's gushing blood, Andi can barely get herself into the captain's seat, but she's so so so so determined to save HER GIRLS, you guys. Can you feel the female solidarity simply seeping off the page? Totally not undermined by the fact that the three girls are basically lamps who only exist to be Andi's motivation and have no character of their own in this book, essentially objectifying them in this supposedly feminist narrative.

The navigation holoscreen began to flicker before her eyes, highlighted by the swirling, shimmering clouds outside the varillium walls of the ship. The dense fog of color obscured Andi’s view of the stars, and the sight of it sent a shiver of dread down her spine. “Memory?” she asked breathlessly. The soothing female voice of the Marauder ’s control system came to life around her. “How may I assist you, Captain?” “Where exactly are we?” There was a long pause before Memory responded. “The navigation system is currently off-line. I am unable to determine our precise location at this time.” Andi stared at the dancing whorls of pink and gold mist, a sudden suspicion dawning. “Memory, what was the destination of the last hyperspace jump?” “The last coordinates entered were for a location just outside the Xintra Nebula.” Andi’s hands began to shake with rage. Her ship was inside a damned nebula. A massive pocket of space filled with gases and debris that rendered the Marauder’s tracking and navigation systems utterly useless. A place only the most skilled pilots could hope to fly through without losing their way.

A-heem heem. So, as a child, my obsession wasn't with dinosaurs, or Egypt, or animals. Mine was space. And though I couldn't tell you anything that you probably don't already know, I will say that uuh, nebulas? Do not work like that. Nebulas aren't, like, clouds or mist here on earth, they're MASSIVE. And yes, while they are filled with gases, it's not like water turning to mist, so the amount of gas molecules stretched across hundreds of light-years would make existing inside a nebula perfectly fine. The gases wouldn't even be visible to the naked eye. Like, you wouldn't be obscured by clouds or mist, and certainly not enough to scramble any science-fiction navigational tools in a world that's mastered space travel.

Also, while we're on the topic of Shinsay not knowing shit from fuck, can I say something else? Here's the map of the galaxy:

First of all, what are rogue systems? I don't know if they've ever been mentioned and I don't remember if they ever will be, so why even put them on the map? Second of all: you mean to tell me that none of these people name the stars in their star system? That they're all just "the sun" like we do here on Earth? Huh? What? Why? Third: so several of the aliens come from the same star systems? Most of these planets have been mentioned as habitable. Andi and Breck come from the same star system. How is that plausible in any sense of the word?

Third of all, what the fuck is this?

HOW IS THAT A FUCKING ASTEROID BELT? Like I don't expect authors to understand how gravity works in space, (even though it's pretty basic that these rocks would definitely be in orbit around the sun, much like the planets are) but didn't the word belt clue you in on how they look? Do you have no curiosity at all, or are you so overconfident that you can't even bother to look things up?

Also, I get that this is stylized, but this map feels really small. Combined with how Shinsay don't seem to understand how big space actually is, or how unlikely it is that so many planets and satellites in a system are not only habitable but inhabited, it leads to the whole thing feeling underwhelming, not like the great swashbuckling space opera they were clearly going for. Everything's just squished together, and the whole plot revolves around a handful of planets.

Anywhomst, Lon comes in (Lira's brother who's somehow a "universal donor") and reasons with Andi. They head back to wake up Dex, which is surprisingly easy, given that almost no time has passed and they don't even give him anything to cancel out the drug.

Dex and Lon catch Andi up on what went down once she got her ass beat by a skinny guy with a knife. Valen is Nor's half brother and their mom had fucked up space magic that mind-controlled General Cyprian back in the day. Now they're mind-controlling people into worshiping Nor, including Andi's crew. It's very dramatic but also stuff we already knew, so.

Andi squeezed Dex’s hand and nodded decisively. “So we find a way to free their minds and come up with a plan to get them out.” “And then?” Lon asked. Andi allowed an icy smile to spread across her face. “And then the Bloody Baroness will go hunting.”

Cool. This is the second time in a row that we're ending a chapter with the promise of Andi aka the Bloody Baroness doing something cool, and yet she never does. And guess what! She never will.

Spoilers.

Chapter 3: Valen

The chapter title loudly proclaims that this is three weeks later, so I'm assuming that's on top of the week Andi's been out. So like it's a month after the attack. Keep this in mind.

Valen sits in a garden in his old home and angsts about how this planet used to be his prison because his family hated him, except his half-sister Kalee, who was an angel who could do no wrong. But now thankfully he has another sister who is totally cool and awesome and gave him a new identity, as a Solis with compulsion powers.

With every moment that passed, with every new soldier that set out across Mirabel to spread the Zenith virus, more minds were added to Valen’s nexus of connections. At first, he’d felt the exact moment when each silver bullet hit its target. The bullets contained a serum that Nor’s two-headed scientist, Aclisia, had perfected back on Xen Ptera. She’d somehow replicated strands of Valen’s DNA and used them to create a virus that forever linked the minds of its victims to his own, leaving them vulnerable to his compulsions.

His DNA? They're blasting people with Valen's DNA in order to make them part of his semi-hivemind? This is like if I spit in someone's mouth and they started being able to see my OCs in their mind's eye. It doesn't make any sense, and would've worked better if it was just random space-magic, but sure, whatever, it's DNA now. I just don't understand how it works in-person, then? Because it clearly does, since that's how Klaren used it, and she didn't put her DNA into the people she controlled. It was rather the opposite, really. Bazinga etc.

Like, ok, making a virus out of his DNA is fine, but then why would that infection allow him to take control over them? Look at how it "works" in his mind:

Over time, he discovered a way to quiet the minds, to lock them away in their very own realm, so that when a new mind was added, it was simply background noise. He’d strengthened the mental boundaries around that realm, building walls around those other minds, until they were contained in an impenetrable fortress that rivaled the obsidinite prison he’d once been trapped in on Lunamere. And then, finally, there was silence. Now he need only hear the minds when he pleased. And with the help of the Zenith virus, Valen could reach them from anywhere in the galaxy. He compelled them to serve Nor, their true queen—no matter the cost.

So it's a fucking BBC Sherlock mind palace. Very clearly not science-based, so why the bullshit with making a virus? Guess it sounds more scienc-y.

On Xen Ptera, they’d shared a life together—two years spent honing Valen’s powers. And all the while, his heartless father never came looking for him. Valen had once cared about pleasing the general, but now he knew that hope had been futile. Foolish, and utterly pointless. His father had never been capable of loving him, of feeling pride in his son.

Well, you were his rape-baby. Like I hate to remind you but you were very much unwanted and unplanned and made from a forced union. I get that that's not Valen's fault, and the general shouldn't have taken it out on him, but with how much this book and the first demonizes the general and idolizes (or at least affords complexity to) Klaren, this comes off as kind of uncomfortable. You'll see how Shinsay just conviniently always forget that Klaren was an actual rapist. I guess it doesn't count if it's a woman raping men. Yes, multiple.

Valen talks to Nor through their mind link or whatever, which makes him feel better. He's avoiding Darai (Nor's evil advisor/uncle figure), because the old geezer gives him bad vibes.

As he's sitting there, his gaze drifts to a massive floating thing in the distance:

Nexus. The monstrous satellite had become Nor’s new obsession in the wake of their takeover during the Ucatoria Ball. Engineers, scientists and workers had been laboring around the clock these past few weeks, perfecting every angle and plane of the device that would amplify Valen’s compulsion ability, sending his message to every corner of the galaxy.

Ayoo, title drop! But also, what? How does that work? How are you gonna blast Valen's DNA virus through space and expect it to not only survive the process, but also reach across the galaxy? *Tim Allen AUEGH grunt*

Anyway, Nor is apparently preparing for a public announcement or some shit, and Valen thinks about the Unaffected attacks.

Yes. Time for another Nondescript Proper Noun. Get a load of this:

It was something Valen had feared from the beginning, after he’d learned that some wouldn’t be affected by his compulsion. Their numbers were slim, if Aclisia’s extensive testing of the Zenith virus was anything to judge by. For every hundred that fell to Valen’s compulsion, bowing to Nor despite their original feelings toward her, only one resisted. So despite his unease, he’d never truly thought they’d be able to fight back. But barely a week into Nor’s reign, a group of Unaffecteds had banded together and destroyed the military barracks on Tenebris that housed many of the newest recruits to the cause. Valen had felt the moment those minds beneath his compulsion had died. As if they were matches snuffed out. There one moment, gone the next. It happened again, mere days later, on Adhira. A small but organized group of Unaffecteds had emerged from the jungle sector of the terraformed planet and struck down the communication towers. Nor’s video feed, which was on a constant loop across the galaxy, had been cut off for half a day’s time.

First of all, is this some English speaker thing that I'm not getting? Some nuance I'm missing? Why the hell are they called "Unaffecteds" instead of just "Unaffected"? "A group of Unaffected" works just as fine and doesn't sound as awkward, no? Especially since Valen called them Unaffected previously. Am I wrong? Feel free to correct me but I think that this is just unecessary and weird. And yeah, it's not very original. It's giving Divergent but many years too late.

Second of all, one in a hundred in a galaxy is still a lot of people. However, probably not enough to form a resistance movement that fast and that organized in a manner of weeks. Especially considering that there's a visual difference between those that are affected and those that aren't (as we'll see later), and that most people aren't combatants, most Unaffected/s would be found out pretty quickly. I'm calling bullshit on this one.

Third, why is Nor wasting time on making videos for a galaxy that's already entirely brainwashed by her? This implies that the attack was a calculated effort to weaken her power, but aside from sending her a message, it doesn't really affect anything, does it? Are we meant to believe she's just very self-absorbed? That hasn't really been her characterization up until this point.

The Unaffecteds would fall eventually, when they ran out of steam. When they realized that the galaxy was beyond saving.

Nitpick, but for a guy who's spent an entire chapter wanking about how great and amazing his sister is, it's a very weird word choice to say that his enemies would be "saving" the galaxy from her. Is he devoted to her and her cause, or is he a mustache-twirling villain aware of his own actions? Cuz it really seems like you're going for the former.

But hey, what's one sentence in a book, right? It's not like stories are made up of words and that you should be aware of the choices you're making while writing them or anything.

Sometimes, Valen could scarcely believe what they had already accomplished; how quickly the galaxy had fallen beneath their joined hands. Having a scientist of Aclisia’s caliber on their side had been vital to their success in that regard. It had been her idea to send out the orbs full of tainted rain as soon as they’d seized control of Arcardius. A war does not always require soldiers, she’d said, showing Nor and Valen how the weapon would work. Thousands of silver droplets falling from the skies across the galaxy, unleashing the Zenith virus upon all nearby.

Hi, sorry, hi. WHAT. So you're telling me Aclisia has already figured out a way to poison the rain of the entire planet? So ... why the fuck are we bothering with the Nexus satellite? Why don't you just poison the rain on every planet? Given that Adhirans have "universal donors" and all of these different aliens are able to live in each other's atmospheres and eat each other's food, you could just poison each planet's water supply and wait until the virus infected everyone. Yes, that would leave starships and space stations, but given that we barely have mentions of those, and assuming that they still need to stop at planets to refuel and gather supplies, you'll still reach them eventually.

It's funny how Shinsay feel the need to lampshade and excuse how quickly their spaghetti plot happened by using a bunch of other extremely suspect science fiction that would've been a huge deal in any other writer's hand, but through doing that, they undermine their main plot instead. I love it. It's like the reading equivalent of one of an Escher painting. You have to untangle the layers and once you do, you still don't fucking understand anything.

Anyway, Valen falls asleep thinking about how they're totally gonna win, and doesn't notice how his nose bleeds ominously. Because the toll it takes on him to control an entire galaxy of sentient minds is, uuh, literally killing him btw. Spoilers, I guess. For the obvious.

I honestly think that Shinsay have no concept of how huge space is. I know it's hard to comprehend for most people, but y'all are writers, supposedly. Just no imagination in there at all, huh?

It would've been cool to explore how being connected to a literal galaxy full of sentient minds would probably kill you immediately due to the sheer volume of them, like a semi-eldritch hivemind tearing your brain to shreds, but instead Valen just kinda fizzles out physically like a fart in the wind, while his compulsion remains boring and organized and his mind entirely clear and his own the entire time.

Anyway, sorry for the small amount of chapters covered in this first part, I just had to go off on a billion tangents <3

#eff reads: nexus #rape mention

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wolfinsheepsclothes · 4 months

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👬who's your best friend?

"Am I only supposed to have one? Seems pretty unfair to have to pick just one from Sirius, James, and Peter."

#what's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? [marauders]#every stumble and each misfire [about]

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I wish you would write a fic where...Julie and the band play a D and D campaign with POV from both the table top and within the game world.

Gonna preface this by stating that I have never once in my life played D&D, so I hope this is okay.

If you asked Julie what her idea of a fun Friday night activity was, playing Dungeons and Dragons with her ghost band was not anywhere on her list. But Reggie had found his dice in a hidden pocket of his old knapsack, and once he turned the pleading puppy dog eyes on her, she was helpless to say no. They didn't have a gig, so Luke shrugged and agreed.

"As long as I get to be the bard."

"Dude, you always play the bard," Reggie replied. "At least spec into melee or something."

"Excuse you, my lute is not meant to be used as a weapon!" Luke argued back.

"It was during our first play through when you rolled a one in charisma and musical talent," Alex snarked. "Also I call wizard. Reg you still rocking the rogue role?"

"As always," Reggie grinned, waggling his eyebrows and making Julie giggle. "Julie, I think you're gonna like the cleric role."

Julie shrugged, not really caring one way or another. She was pretty stoked her character got a bow and arrow, but she also still didn't really get how this game worked, so just accepted whatever role Reggie handed her.

Once everything was set up, Reggie smiled, and started. "We start our tale in the land of Galatea..."

"Are you sure we're going the right way?" Luke asked as they trod down the worn path, lodging his chin on Alex's shoulder.

"For the hundredth time yes. I do know how to read a map you know," Alex replied, rolling his eyes and shoving Luke backwards.

"Are they always like this?" Julie asked, scanning the trees for wayward bandits, only spying Reggie skulking amongst the branches.

"Pretty much," the rogue replied, then lifted a finger to his lips, shushing the party. A distant snap of twigs on the ground, a group of voices, and the distressed sounds of a creature in pain. "Marauders," Reggie said with a grimace. "Probably hunting stag again."

Julie hissed at that. "The dryads are gonna be pissed."

"So we go help them," Luke concluded. "Beats wandering aimlessly looking for a mythical library."

"We aren't lost!" Alex protested. "But yes, helping animals is always a good idea. Then the dryads shelter us the next time we're in a scrape."

The party crept towards the voices, staying in the shade, until they came upon the clearing. There was a small band of ruffians, sitting around a fire sharing ale. But Julie had to stifle a gasp when she saw what the crew had captured. "I-it's a unicorn."

"A unicorn? Really?" Alex asked.

"I like unicorns," Julie insisted. "What, would you rather they had captured a chimera or something?"

"A wyvern would have been cool," Luke piped up, but shrunk under Julie's glare.

Reggie let out a subtle cough. "It's Julie's first time, so she gets to choose. Unicorn it is."

Alex let out a tiny whip like sound, and then winced when he felt a harsh kick to his calf, Julie looking oh so innocent as she waved back to their game. "Fine, let's go rescue the unicorn."

"By my count there are ten of them," Reggie whispered. "I could probably take out three, maybe four if I'm fast enough with my blades."

"I only have a few throwing daggers left, but that should be enough to take out a couple of them," Luke offered.

"My quiver is full, but they'll scurry after the first arrow," Julie stated.

"I can get the rest," Alex said confidently, a small flash of electricity dancing at his fingertips.

The plan set, they all took their positions, and Julie knocked her bow, aiming for the largest brigand, figuring Reggie could go for some of the smaller lackeys. Her arrow flew true, landing right in the man's neck, causing him to gurgle blood and fall over as the rest of the camp erupted into chaos.

Reggie dropped down from his perch, slashing away with his large knives, while Luke tossed a dagger at another thief, managing to pin him to a tree.

"Should have spec'd into dexterity dude," Reggie said with a giggle.

"Shut up, shut up, shut all the way up," Luke grumbled. "Can I deck him and knock him out?"

"Roll for damage and luck."

Luke stuck his tongue between his teeth and tossed the dice. A five and a two."Fuck you!"

"You manage to clip his chin, but it only pissed him off. Worse you do more damage to your knuckles as you hit the tree. I advise you run away, or stab him."

"With my luck I'll end up giving him a paper cut, I run," Luke grumbled.

Alex shot lightning at the man pinned to the tree, giving Luke a smug grin as the bard scowled at him. He made quick work of the next few rogues, but had to stop when he felt a blade at his throat. "Don't move or you'll regret it," the marauder hissed.

The boys all froze, eyes on Alex, the dark figure holding him at knife point. But then Reggie's eyes flew to where Julie was creeping forward, a gleam in her eyes as she tapped the man on the shoulder, causing him to drop his blade and turn. Julie gave him a subtle wave and then socked him in the face, causing him to drop to the ground as she blew over her sore knuckles.

"What? How?" Luke asked, incredulous.

"I rolled a natural twenty," Julie replied, smiling wide. "What like it's hard?"

"That's my girl!" Reggie whooped.

"Next time I am totally inviting Willie to play," Alex grumbled as Julie and Reggie made heart eyes at each other and Luke pouted. "Hey, love birds, don't we have a unicorn to save?"

"Unless you're tired Jules, we can stop," Reggie offered.

Julie hummed and shook her head. "No way, I am having a ball! Now let's go save the unicorn!"

#filled prompts #ficlet #hints of rulie #julie and her himbos #julie and the phantoms

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mediocre-daydreams · 1 year

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𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝: give me a character (+) and i’ll tell you what song(s) i associate them with

sirius black <3

super depressing but... i feel like would've could've should've by taylor swift is adult sirius reflecting on peter's betrayal. he grew up in such a loveless, abusive household that finding friends like the marauders almost seemed too good to be true ("i wish you left me wondering"), and then i imagine him questioning everything he knew ("you're a crisis of my faith") and regretting ever letting his guard down ("if you'd never looked my way / i would've stayed on my knees") and thinking he was naive for letting himself love. at the same time, he'd give anything to go back to how they were ("now that i'm grown, i'm scared of ghosts") , even if it was all fake and he was living in ignorance of peter's true intentions and the horror of war ("god's honest truth is that the pain was heaven").

ANYWAYS! that was cruel.

i see young sirius as everybody wants to rule the world by tears for fears. he's at hogwarts, feeling free and safe and happy for the first time. he's used to people constantly telling him what to do, how to act, what to believe, so now that he's away from his family ("acting on your best behavior / turn your back on mother nature") he's gonna take every opportunity to enjoy and have agency over himself ("it's my own design, it's my own remorse"). i think that's why he gets along with the marauders so well, because they're the only people who don't see him as reckless or irresponsible, they understand that it's a very empowering way to live for him (help me make the most of freedom and of pleasure").

bonus: he and regulus' relationship with their family feels like the adults are talking by the strokes.

#sirius black #1.5k celebration #ivy .ೃ࿐

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mirrorbxlls · 5 months

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(god i've had this partially finished in drafts for a while but im actually gonna post it now)

the 1 by taylor swift (specifically the bridge and the last verse/chorus idk but all of it kinda works) is regulus talking to sirius, hear me out in this overly detailed explanation:

so like the "I'm doing good, I'm on some new shit/Been saying "yes" instead of "no"/I thought I saw you at the bus stop, I didn't though/I hit the ground running each night/I hit the Sunday matinée/You know the greatest films of all time were never made" bit is about regulus trying to move on with the slytherin skittles and his own new group of friends and sort of trying to imitate what sirius found with the marauders and the other gryffindors. the bit about the greatest films of all time never being made is how sirius and regulus definitely had their shared dreams and ideas that they were planning on doing together when they grew up.

the chorus "But we were something, don't you think so?/Roaring 20s, tossing pennies in the pool/And if my wishes came true/It would've been you" basically talking about how they were everything to each other when they were younger, and if regulus had gotten his wish then it would have just been him and sirius forever. and "In my defense, I have none/For never leaving well enough alone/But it would've been fun/If you would've been the one" is talking about how regulus probably felt after sirius came back from hogwarts, and regulus felt like sirius had moved on and he had just become a bother, despite how much he might have wanted to keep playing with him and creating their own little fantasy world.

okay so next is the verse: "I have this dream you're doing cool shit/Having adventures on your own/You meet some woman on the internet and take her home". i imagine this is reg when he was a little lonely kid, imagining all of the amazing adventures sirius was having without him. honestly y'all, it breaks my heart thinking about how lonely it would have been in grimmauld place for most of the year for him like-

the next bit of the second verse and the second chorus are basically along similar lines of the first, like reg just saying how the love they had for each other was super meaningful and yet sirius lowkey tossed it away like it was nothing, even before he left for james (no hate to sirius btw, just trying to say what reg was probably feeling while sirius was out and actually enjoying his life)

anyhoo, the bridge and final chorus are where things get especially black brothers-coded (or even narcissa/andromeda coded but we are not going into allat right now). So the bridge (is it the bridge?) is "I, I, I persist and resist the temptation to ask you/If one thing had been different/Would everything be different today?", which is basically reg wondering about whether any differences to what he did would change what happened, especially when sirius ran away. if sirius didn't run away would they have gotten closer? if regulus had stood up for sirius would they both be kicked out? yk, that kind of questioning.

"We were something, don't you think so?/Rosé flowing with your chosen family/And it would've been sweet/If it could've been me/In my defense, I have none/For digging up the grave another time/But it would've been fun//If you would've been the one" is definitely the MOST sirius and regulus coded bit in the song. like? the whole rosé flowing with your chosen family? regulus definitely would have seen the partying around the school hosted by the gryffindors, so he most likely would have seen sirius in his element, surrounded by the people he chose to call family.

i think that towards the end of the song, it's definitely a more mellowed, wistful kind of longing for sirius. regulus knows that he's not sirius' first choice, and he's learnt to be okay with that. his self-blame is a bit more sarcastic now, because it was never his fault for trying to re-establish the relationship between them. and sure, while it would have been fun if sirius was still standing by him, being the older brother that regulus wanted him to be, reg sort of found his own chosen family.

shit i like completely lost where i was going with that but yeah 🙃 good job for making it through to the end

#marauders #dead gay wizards #sirius black #sirius and regulus #regulus deserved better #regulus my poor little nico di angelo coded child #taylor swift #black brothers #shitpost

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wqlfstqr · 3 years

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◟𖥻 ♡⃕ ៹ ·˚ ༘ ◡̈ she wasn't you ཿ remus lupin

▰▰▰ pairing(s): young!remus lupin x fem!reader, young!james potter x fem!reader (platonic)

summary: remus realizes that he was looking for y/n in other people

warning: a little jealousy ig, probably some grammar mistakes since english is not my first language :)

a/n: this is my first post and is honestly such a mess, I didn't even know what I was writing half of the time but I really liked the result so here ya go!!

words count: 1868

slightly inspired by this scene from secret admirer

ㅤㅤㅤy/n had always loved hogsmeade, especially in snowy times, there was something about the town that used to made her very happy and excited about the days they were allowed to visit the place. However, that saturday morning she wasn't as thrilled about the trip as always, and she was even willing to stay at bed all day while her friends went to have fun.

“cmon, you never miss an oportunity to go to hogsmeade” pleaded james while the girl covered herself with blankets up to the neck

“y'know what they say, there's always a first time for everything” she shrugged.

“is this about remus?” potter ventured to ask, making the girl freeze in her spot.

“what about remus?” she asked back, trying to act nonchalantly, the boy raised his eyebrowns at her in pure disbelief.

“I know that you know that he has a date, y/n/n” he said cautiously, waiting to see the reaction of his best friend, who hid further under the sheets as a response

"really? didn't know, guess people find out new things every day huh” she kept acting like she didn't know, like that wasn't the reason she was in bed at two in the afternoon, but she was a pretty bad liar and the way james knew her, probably better than anyone, didn't help at all

“listen to me y/n, I know that you fancy him and I know it's been like this for a while but this is probably for the better” james sighned, sitting on the edge of his bed, where she was laying with the covers covering most of her face “I love moony, and i'm very happy for him, but you deserve more than being sad in bed for someone that doesn't see how amazing you are”

y/n poked her head out of the covers, a very little smile crossing her face as she extended her arms towards james who quickly understood and took her in his own arms, hugging her and stroking her tousled hair with a smile. she felt safe, she always felt safe being with james, as if her worries were silly and there was nothing in the world that could hurt her.

“I still don't want to go to hogsmeade” she mumbled, her face hiding in the crook of his neck “I appreciate what you're doing for me, really, but I just want to sleep and forget about all this, just for today”

“then I'll stay with you” james replied, laying down and dragging y/n with him, determined not to let her go.

“but you should go, you deserve some fun and peter and sirius are waiting for you, you guys probably had a lot of plans for today.” she babbled, shoking her head.

“I'm pretty sure they can survive a few hours without me” james insisted and y/n knew he wasn't going to give up.

“can they? 'cause I bet sirius would die after fifteen minutes without you” she said jokingly, closing her eyes with a smile peeking out of her face as she heard james laughing

“he can figure how to survive just for today, I'm not gonna leave you alone drowning in your own misery” he joked, but the determination was clear in his voice.

y/n didn't bother to reply, knowing he would keep insisting, James Potter was for sure stubborn as hell and once he had proposed something, it was impossible to get the idea out of his head. So she sighned and, without talking more, she made herself comfortable in his arms, her eyes still closed as the world began to disappear around her and a feeling of peace started settling in her chest as the minutes passed slowly.

“shut up, you're gonna wake them up" sirius' voice flooded y/n's ears, followed by the sound of a door being opened

"no need, you already did" replied peter watching at the bed where his two friends were laying.

indeed, y/n began to slowly open her eyes while letting out a small yawn but remus was too frozen in his place to even react to that, a very strange feeling hitting his stomach as his head replayed over and over the scene his own eyes had witnessed seconds before; y/n laying on top of James, her face hidden in his chest while the boy hugged her around the waist, both of them fast asleep over the messy sheets.

“hey guys, how was hogsmeade?” she said, releasing herself from james's grasp to sit next to him, a tired smile crossing her face as she watched the other three marauders.

“it was pretty boring withou-” peter's sentence was left unfinished and the words lost in the air as remus spoke above him.

“we spend the whole afternoon looking for you two” he looked angry and y/n's tiredness disappeared quickly, being remplaced with surprise at the actitude of the boy.

“the hell's happening?” muttered james, his voice sounding sleepy as he narrowed his eyes at his friends

“we can ask you the same question" replied remus bitterly “did you even think how bloody worried we were?”

“moony what the fuck, It wasn't a big deal, we just fell asleep.” james was still half asleep, maybe too much to deal with the situation.

“you know what, prongs? I just remembered we bought a bunch of stuff from zonko's” sirius was fast to intervene, walking towards potter's bed “why don't we go watch it? I thought we could think of some way to use them”

before james could even respond, sirius lifted him completely out of bed and dragged him to the door, james tripping over his own feet while trying to walk on his own as peter didn't waste time following them. y/n got up too, with the intention of following them but sirius quickly closed the door before she could even get to it.

she understood the message very clear, exhaling before she turned to look at the only boy left; remus put his hands to his own face to hide behind them, letting out an exasperated sigh. the girl approached him quietly without saying anything, the two of them falling in a silence for some very long minutes.

“what happened to you?” she hesitated before asking, eyeing him with discretion.

“do you like him?” the answer was obviusly not expected by y/n, who seemed to have been taken by surprise “I mean james, do you like him?”

“what are you talking about?” she laugned with disbelief, but when she saw how serious remus was, she sighed “of course not”

“it's you who I like, prat” she wanted to tell him, but she bit her tongue just in time not to let go of anything that she would regret later, falling silent as she watched remus nooding slowly with his head.

“why do you care anyway” she questioned instead, crossing her arms under her chest.

“you two are my best friends, of course I care” y/n felt the disappointment roll her stomach at the answer. That was not the answer she was expecting.

“how was your date?” she quickly changed the subject, even though a part of her didn't want to know the answer.

“oh great, yeah, she's great” He rambled on, glancing at y / n sideways before speaking again “but...”

“but...” she encouraged, biting her lower lip while looking at the floor.

“but...” remus hesitated, scratching the back of his neck as a million thoughts ran through his head “she was great but she wasn't you”

she quickly raised her head, allowing remus a view of her tear-filled eyes but she didn't care about that, her biggest concern was the way her heart was starting to beat fast, almost as if it was treatening to jump off her chest in any moment.

“what do you mean?” she gulped, feeling a lump in her throat that didn't allow her to fully form the words.

“she was talking about all those things and she was really interesting you know? or so I thought, because I wasn't really paying attention” he admitted, shutting his eyes for a minute “I wasn't paying attention 'cause the only thing I could think about was that she wasn't you”

y/n had always liked remus, and she really didn't think anyone could blame her for it, was there really something not to like? Remus was pretty, kind and incredibly charming, he was a great friend, extremely smart and responsible when it was necessary but at the same time he could be so much fun when he was around the people he felt comfortable with. if anyone thought about the perfect human prototype, then the closest thing to that would have to be remus lupin.

so being there in that exact moment, standing in front of him after hearing what he had to say, she felt all the words get stuck in her throat as she locked eyes with him.

“it just wasn't what I thought it was supposed to be” he continued, feeling nervous as the time passed and there was no response from her “I expected her to be like... you.”

she had dreamed of situations similar to that for so long, she had waited for something like that for years and now that she had remus telling her all that, looking completely serious, she didn't know how to respond and that made her feel slightly frustrated, because she could see the desperation growing in lupin's eyes as time passed.

“I just want you to know that I don't expect you to feel the same, but I just can't keep it all to myself anymore” he kept babbling and was only interrumpted when y/n finally reacted.

and she did the only thing that crossed her mind, approaching him and pulling him by the collar of his shirt to bring their lips together in a kiss that caught remus off guard and he only reacted seconds later, realizing that everything was real and not just a product of his imagination; his shoulders relaxing as he raised one of his hands to her chin, the other hand resting on her waist. Their lips danced together for a few seconds, fitting perfectly, almost as if they were made for each other and everything around them disappeared, the world stopping its course during that moment.

“I don't like james” she repeated, as she had done minutes before, her breathing was agitated as she rested her forehead on his “I don't like him because I like you, you idiot”

remus smile grew while he leaned to give her a little peek on the lips, only to be interrumpted by a sniff coming from the entry of the room, the two of them quickly pulling apart to put their glances towards the place, only to find three people standing right there, each one with the same smile on their faces.

“well aren't you two adorable?” teased sirius, with a grin on his face.

“you guys seriously don't know boundaries, do you?" y/n asked, only realizing her mistake once she saw sirius smiling even more.

“we siriusly don't”

#remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #james potter x reader #harry potter #harry potter imagine #marauders imagine #remus lupin fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #remus lupin one shot

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