#(most of the time at least)

[nyancrimew]

that neon sign post is the most you thing i've ever heard

well, i do happen to be myself

[uhhlifeig]

Hogwarts Library - Nov. 29 - word count: 458 - @wolfstarmicrofic

The Hogwarts library was quiet, all of the students having gone to sleep hours ago. 

It was not fully abandoned, however; Remus Lupin, resident DADA professor, was sat at a corner table, an open book before him- but his eyes weren’t on the pages.

They roamed, instead, over the room that held so many childhood memories. Once, this place had been alive with laughter. 

Their laughter.

Remus traced a finger along the carving under the table pensively. If one were to look at said carving from below, it would read “RL+SB”. The werewolf still remembered the day Sirius had carved it into the table. 

“For our children to find, Moony,” he had said jokingly, smiling that little grin that always drove Remus mad.

The table had always been Sirius’s favorite spot in the library.

A faint smile ghosted across Remus’s lips, only to fade as reality set in. That Sirius was gone. Or maybe that Sirius had never existed at all.

He leaned back, exhaling deeply. How many times had his friends hidden amongst the shelves, pulling pranks, whispering secrets, researching pointless topics for months to find the right spells? 

James would always be the one urging them on, Peter’s laughter bubbling in the background.

And then there was Sirius, laughing. His laugh was rich, unrestrained, a sound that had once been Remus’s favorite in the world. 

But that laugh had been a lie.

Sirius Black had betrayed them all.

An ache settled in Remus’s chest as he clenched his jaw. It was easier to hate him than to miss him. Easier to think of him as the traitor who had handed James and Lily over to Voldemort, who had killed Peter, who had destroyed everything they had built together.

And yet…

His fingers tightened on the edge of the table. 

The memories wouldn’t let him go, pulling him under the currents of his past, dragging him to the depths of his guilt, his regrets. They clawed at him, whispering of stolen glances, of Sirius’s hand brushing his subtly, of the way he’d said "Moony" like it was the only name that mattered.

He squeezed his eyes shut, screwing up his face to try and make the grappling hands of times long past let go, at least for another day. 

Remus brought his hands up to his face and started sobbing, letting thirteen years of pain and anger and sadness out in a place where so many of his happiest memories were formed.

Unseen by human eyes, a large, shaggy black dog slunk away from behind the bookcases, retreating into the shadows and vowing to himself that his ex-lover would never feel this alone again.

All he had to do was catch a rat. Easy enough, right?

@estellethewriter

[skyward-floored]

IAU prompt- Sky and Aryll (and Sun, if you like) need some fluff I think 🥺

They do indeed, I agree. I’ll admit it actually took me a bit to think of some fluff for them— I’m too used to angst for Sky lol. But I think I managed some fluff, I hope you enjoy!

Requests are closed right now, I’m just finishing up old ones!

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Sky adjusted his daughter on his lap, her hands grabbing excitedly at the pages of the book he was trying to read to her. Aryll wasn’t sitting still long enough for him to get any of the story out though, so he was just looking at the pictures with her in their backyard, enjoying the warm afternoon.

“Okay, and what’s this one, Aryll?” Sky asked, and Aryll pointed excitedly at the page of the book.

“Bir! Bir!”

“That’s right, it’s a bird! This one is a chickadee,” Sky said, pointing at the picture. “They make sounds kind of like their name. Chick a dee dee dee.”

“Dee!”

“Exactly,” Sky chuckled, and Aryll tugged at the page, wanting to go on to the next one. Sky flipped it for her, and Aryll pointed at the next bird.

“E-ull!”

“Yep, that’s a seagull,” Sky said, and Aryll placed her hand on the picture of the bird’s outstretched wing.

She admired it for a minute, then tugged on the page, wanting her father to turn it. He did, and Aryll squealed at the sight of the red bird on the page.

“Papa!”

Sky laughed and shook his head, kissing Aryll’s head. “No pumpkin, that’s a cardinal. Our feathers are mostly the same color, but they don’t have any white or other colors on their wings, see? Just red.”

Aryll giggled, not really understanding the explanation, but that was okay. She looked at the picture for a minute, then up at Sky, a hopeful look on her face.

“Wi?”

“You want to see my wings?” Sky asked.

Aryll bounced in his lap. “Wi! Wi wi wi wi!”

Sky laughed. “Okay, okay! Here—”

Sky gave a cautious glance around the yard— the area was blocked fairly well with trees and bushes, but he still wasn’t going to just pop his wings out without making sure no one was around first. Nobody seemed to be out though, and satisfied they were alone, Sky pulled the back of his shirt up, since it wasn’t one of the ones he owned that had slits cut in the back.

He extended his wings out for Aryll, and she squealed, standing up on his lap and looking over his shoulder at his feathers. Her fingers ran along the edges, ruffling a few feathers, but Sky would fix them later.

“Pre-ey wi,” Aryll said more softly, and Sky smiled at the compliment.

“I can make them look more pretty too, look;” he said, and stretched a wing up, angling it so the tips would catch the light. The white and yellow and purple shimmered as the sunlight landed on them, brightening the colors and warming Sky’s feathers.

Aryll about had stars in her eyes, and Sky flapped a small gust of air at her, making her giggle.

“Pre! Pre!”

“Yeah, they’re something, aren’t they?” Sky said with a smile. Aryll admired them for a minute longer, then twisted her head around to look at her own back, a frown on her face.

“No wi?”

“No pumpkin, I’m sorry, you don’t have wings,” Sky said gently, but before Aryll could get too upset, Sky booped her nose. “But you have something just as cool. You can talk to birds all you want, which is pretty amazing.”

Aryll cocked her head to the side, not quite understanding what he was saying, and Sky whistled a birdsong he knew she especially liked, though he was pretty sure he was doing it wrong. Aryll’s eyes widened, and then she laughed at him.

“Papa a bir!”

Sky laughed in return as Aryll giggled, and then she let out a chirping sound, a whistle mixed with a few cheeps.

Sky blinked at the clear sound, and suddenly there was a chickadee sitting on her knee, joined shortly by a sparrow. Aryll chirped again, and three more birds came and sat with her, a swallow, a junco, and a goldfinch, fluffing their feathers and looking quite happy to be there.

“Aryll, what are you—”

Aryll let out a loud hoot, and suddenly a huge owl swept in, landing beside her and tilting its head curiously. Sky watched it in surprise, and Aryll let out a series of caws, several crows landing along the fence.

She kept up the noises, varying chirps and caws, and in no time at all their backyard was bustling with every kind of feathered friend that there was in the area, common birds, rare birds, birds Sky didn’t even recognize. There were even some seagulls by Sky’s knee, watching Aryll in rapt attention.

She was babbling nonsense mixed with an occasional chirp and whistle, and all the birds were listening, looking fascinated by whatever it was they were hearing. They were completely captivated, and though Sky was slightly bewildered, he had to admit that it was an amazing sight.

Aryll’s powers sure were something else.

Aryll eventually finished her speech with a soft coo, and a large portion of the birds took off, some giving her approving chirps before departing, others nuzzling at her cheek as they left. Soon enough the only birds left were the chickadee she’d originally called, a bluejay, and one of the seagulls.

Aryll chirped at the three of them, and they responded enthusiastically, the chickadee hopping up to sit on her finger while the other two moved to her shoulders. She beamed, and looked over at Sky, a bright smile on her face.

“Birs!”

Sky laughed. “No kidding. What did I tell you? Your powers are amazing, Aryll.”

“Birs a wi,” she said decisively, and leaned back against Sky, snuggling up to his chest. “Wi an bir a dee.”

Sky smiled, only having the vaguest idea of what she was saying, and leaned forward and kissed her head. “Absolutely, sweetie.”

[wonder-and-wildflowers]

I love being aroace, but I desperately need friends who will prioritize me and won't make me their second choice without it turning into them having a crush on me.

Being pushed aside for a romantic partner hurts. Being less of a priority to someome I've known for YEARS than someone they've known for like 3 months is DEVASTATING.

Having a friendship with someone who prioritizies me and puts me first and is intentional about the effort and time they put in is all I want. And call me selfish but I want them to do it without falling in love with me.

I want them to do it platonically. Or alterously.

And you know what? I'm sick of people having crushes on me. I'm sick of friends building an entire relationship with me just to come out and say they only did it cause they wanted to kiss me. Or fuck me. Or both.

And then they get angry because I don't see them that way. They get resentful because they acted like thidls and behaved this way with the intention of is being a romantic investment.

And now I have to deal with the emotional distress of having someone pour so much into me, love me, prioritize me, doing a complete 180. And them resenting me for being upset that their behavior towards me has changed.

Them being resentful that I still expect thier usual behavior, because to me those were stardards for a platonic relationship that they set with me, and to them it was all a ploy to get me to be their girlfriend. They don't want a qpr. Thats never good enough for them.

[ihavemanyhusbands]

Thinking a lil bit about Richie today and how he would be an absolute DRINK THIEF!! Like u could get anything from a milkshake to a mf baja blast and he’d be all like “nahhh i dont want any”

And then next thing you know he’s gulping down more than half of it 🙄 “damn this is good babe, good choice.”

UGHHH

[awkwarddork-0]

oh how did sarkath react to ghido dying in the movie or did ghido not die in ur au. meow is there angst in ur au i wanna learn ghyihfwiq

Sarkath didn't know Ghidorah ever died for a very long time. Why?

Due to [certain circumstances] one day they split up and went different ways. Astrohydras have it in their blood to navigate through space. Even though it hurt them to part ways with each other, they simply assumed it wouldn't be forever.

Sarkath lives his life and even manages to start a family. Meanwhile, Ghidorah lands on Earth and (still) dies by Godzilla's hand, but it's going to be different in my au than what happened in kotm.

It would be an end to Ghidorah and Sarkath's friendship... If the universe (me) didn't like our golden king so much.

Not knowing how much time has passed since his death - the next time Ghidorah opens his eyes, he's on another planet full of life (similar to Earth but not quite) and sees three pairs of blue eyes staring right at him.

I'm not good at storytelling so please forgive me if it seems things are happening a bit all over the place ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

[whumpyourdamnpears]

I’m highkey annoying and constantly begging for attention, I don’t know how any of you stand me

[itsjaywalkers]

“I wasn’t talking about my brother,” Regulus says. James looks at him, cocking his head. “Isn’t your girlfriend wondering where you are?” James blinks a couple of times, just to let out a noncommittal hum right after. 

If he’s being honest, Emma was the last thing on his mind when he left his friends to go search for Regulus. He didn’t even tell her why he was stepping out, because he knew she wouldn’t take it well, and he’s not in the mood to argue when his parents are around. Not to mention, he refuses to ruin his friends’ night, especially over something as stupid as Emma’s issues with Regulus.  “Maybe,” James concedes. “I’ve got a few texts. Some of them could be from her, I didn’t check.”  Regulus looks at him, eyebrow arched. “You don’t sound very worried.” “I’m not.” “I thought you’d like to be with her when the new year starts. I’ve heard it’s supposed to bring good luck.” “Well, you thought wrong.”  “And she’s okay with this? She’s been all over you tonight. Didn’t even wanna leave your side to use the loo, which, personally, I think was a bit much, but—” “Reg, I really couldn’t care less,” James admits, laughing a little. “Emma's a big girl, she’ll get over it. Besides, she’s here with friends too. She has them to keep her company.” There’s a beat of silence. James glances downhill, watching Sirius pull Remus closer to where his parents are standing. He narrows his eyes, jumping from one person to another, until he locates Emma, chatting animatedly with Mary. She’s gesticulating a lot, so James guesses that the topic must be fun. “Christ, you’re awful,” Regulus says. He sounds like he’s smiling. “How come she hasn’t dumped your arse yet?” James smirks, leaning towards Regulus and lowering his head enough to whisper in his ear. “I fuck her too well.”

[nothipsterenoughforthis]

I’m listening to Marked in the House of Night series on Audible and I don’t know if it is as insufferable reading the physical book, but the number of times Caitlin Davie said “Zoey Redbird” / “Zoey bird” in chapter 6 alone is enough to drive me insane

And the way she read it each time was the exact same, and I had to put it on 1.5x speed just to get through it

I hope it’s a good story at least 😔

Thoughts on the book(s)?

[deviousdiesel]

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[kalibabysworld]

The right side of Charly's shirt is moving enough to the left that I swear to god I saw a nip slip a couple of times

[studentofetherium]

one of the most impressive things about Shugo Chara is that it makes mascot character hijinks entertaining and not annoying

[glitchthedemon]

I love Instagram sometimes (I recommend following both these accs, they’re rlly rlly cool ^_^)

[yume-fanfare]

tho i feel like with yuushino people have forgotten that this is a very recent development. yuuta's been like this for 4 months max, they had a heartwarming friendship just a little while ago

[petorahs]

genuinely impressive how like. nintendo games run on pure unadulterated fun. i feel a lot of games nowadays want to be "mature" to appeal to wider audiences which is cool but like. i'll always prefer nintendo's bright poppy color palettes and cel-shading over any tech thing thats ahead..

[motionpicturesforcarrie]

the one thing about tubi is skipping back/forward 30 seconds... i need to go back and forth 15 seconds at most