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Yooo no one told me that there was a 2 player split screen mod for botw
Anyways guess what Iâm doing over winter break with my sister
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outsider pov buddie fics
these fics have a mixture of outsider pov, most from the 118 family tho all of these are general audience, teen and up or not rated (no smut) make sure to kudos/comment on these amazing works :)
paralytic narcolepsy guy hates buckley & diaz by: eightpackdiaz "paralytic narcolepsy guy is forced to listen to buckley and diaz talk to and about each other in his unconscious presence over the years. he insists he fucking hates them. but then he also accidentally helps them get engaged." word count: 5.4k important tags: 5+1 things, idiots in love, getting together good luck, babe by: hattalove "sometimes, when you've had a bad week, all you want is a romantic evening out with your wife over terrible pizza, and what you get instead is some kind of intricate gay ritual happening two tables away from you." word count: 2.1k important tags: crack, social media, jealous!eddie diaz jeep talking by: daisies_and_briars "a ride in the backseat of buck's Jeep with buck and eddie in the front gives chim new perspective on his brother-in-law's strange dynamic with his so-called "best friend.' and chim is sick of them being so oblivious." word count: 2.2k important tags: chimney han pov, oblivious!chimney han the sincerest form of flattery by: canadadry "in which brad torrence only almost passes out, and observes the aftermath." word count: 1.7k important tags: brad torrence pov, bobby nash is evan buckley's parent, 8.03 fic
actually, truly by: milenadaniels "helena (and ramon) tries to find a way back into eddie's life and doesn't know what to make of finding buck around every corner she turns." word count: 14k important tags: helena diaz pov, post season 4, homophobia, pre-relationship, hurt!eddie diaz, therapy i'll call you mine by: coupe_de_foudre "5 times ravi witnesses eddie and buck fake a relationship, and the one time he realises they were married all along" word count: 9.1k important tags: 5+1 things, ravi panikkar pov, fake dating, fluff, misunderstandings, idiots in love does your firehouse know? by: allyasavedtheday "after chimney accidentally discovers buck and eddie are together they ask him to keep it a secret for a few weeks while they settle into their relationship. It goes about as well as expected." word count: 7.5k important tags: chimney han pov, secret relationship, crack a simple kind of love by: woodchoc_magnum "in which christopher watches as eddie and buck slowly fall in love." word count: 15k important tags: christopher diaz pov, pre-relationship, getting together, buckley-diaz family maybe it's the way you lean on his shoulder by: allyasavedtheday "in which naddie realises there might be more to buck and eddie's relationship than she'd originally thought." word count: 4.1k important tags: maddie han pov, feelings realisation, domestic fluff another man's child by: georges1982_96 "a 5+1 fic of chim realizing buck is chris's dad and buck gradually stumbling on the same realization" word count: 18k important tags: chimney han pov, 5+1 things, ptsd, medial trauma, homophobia, ableism, soft!buddie, protective!evan buckley don't need to be related to relate (don't need to share genes or a surname) by: champagne_for_breakfast "the one where bobby realizes he is somehow buck's father, eddie's father-in-law and christopher's grandfather all at the same time. and he may just be one conversation away from calling eddie out and making him kiss buck." word count: 10k important tags: bobby nash pov, idiots in love, getting together, bobby nash is evan buckley's parent shapes and spaces by: prettyunhinged "five times christopher calls buck his dad to other people, and the one time he finally gets to say it to buck." word count: 14k important tags: 5+1 things, christopher diaz has two dads, oblivious!buddie, getting together, team as family, fluff
#buck x eddie fic#buddie fic#buck x eddie#buddie fics#buddie fic rec#eddie diaz#evan buckley#911 abc#911 show#911 fandom#evan buck buckley#buddie 911#buck x eddie fanfics#buddie recs
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ladies, gents, bents, non-conformants!
welcome welcome one and all to me posting about my fic and welcome to my mailbox if you want to send me stuff you'd like to see in the fic (i will consider them even if they dont make it to the fic)
this is a band au for the marauders era BUT the original marauders are not the band. let me explain.
Band: Sirius, Peter, Marlene, Dorcas (no band name yet so shoot your shot if you want to)
the marauders era characters have a LOT of different roles here. Regulus and Pandora are dancers, Mary and Peter grew up together & met Remus in highschool in America and did music but now Mary and Remus are somewhat duo singers. (i made Remus southern you'll get why in the fic) Alice is kind of an enigma but we'll get to know her. I'll show you all her colours i promise. Evan manages Mary and Remus and has such a goofy big brother personality. MINERVA the queen that she is, is basically the band's mother/manager. fluffy black brothers!! oh, and andromeda is dead.
i know what you're thinking "where the fuck is james?? lily?? barty??" hehe WELL you're not gonna like this. lily is the villain here and not in a good way. it was a VERY toxic marylily and lily is the Casual girl (chappell roan) ANYWAAAY you're gonna see a LOT of that BUT she does have her redemption arc. i think. maybe.
barty broke up with sirius 2 months before the beginning of the fic (which starts on their american tour at the last couple concerts) they grew up together, its very bittersweet, might give you heartburn. AGAIN redemption arc, they do have a heart-to-heart.
and uhh james is a very happy very sudden very scandalous surprise
ch. 1
this fic in short is the band through their last leg of the american tour when mary flies out early and sirius asks her to join them for the rest of the tour and the european tour in a couple months. mary and sirius hold each other up through harsh breakups and slowly find new love. the marauders era do a lot of dumb shit make a lot of memories. exes come back and get dragged out, maybe-soulmates enter their lives and life happens all at once. but theyre still just kids and they have a lot of laughs
don't worry guys, every couple shall get their minute of fame
basically the journey (and reflective of a couple of characters) of their life together. they find love, they find FRIENDSHIP, they find beauty in the little things, they find laughter and peace and passion. this entire fic for me was to discover all the little things, the day to day things that makes life what it is: beautiful. it's filled with jokes and family and bittersweet memories. its those moments you want to remember when you're old in your rocking chair or young on a porch swing. its all the little bright places.
ships & sexualities (let me cook)
alice - aroace bi
peter - aroace bi
mary - bisexual
pandora - pansexual
remus - bisexual
sirius - the gayest man to ever gay
regulus - transmasc gay
james - demispec pansexual
dorcas - lesbian
marlene - demisexual lesbian
lily - "not a lesbian"
barty - aroallo, gay
evan - transmasc aceallo
mary x pandora = bitterhope/pandamary/ rosemary (my roman empire)
peter x alice = palice (most beautiful qpr to ever qpr in the marauders era)
sirius x remus = wolfstar
regulus x james = sunseeker
dorcas x marlene = dorlene (they need something cooler)
evan x barty = rosekiller (gonna happen eventually though i kinda just dunno how)
i'm going to post in snips on this blog until i figure out the ao3 tags etc. main blog: @morallyundefined
@moonyswarmsweaters @sspadfoot @thingthatoncewastruee @babygirlsteddie @probs-reading
@labyrinthhofmymind @percabeth-trash @drunktayloratthevmas @cheekyboybeth
@starving-marauder-lover @yourlocalbadgerscales @taleofapart-timepoet @mirrs-ball
@tea-blankets-andstars @where-is-vivian @amberlink @wastingawayinmyroom @ashes-to-ashesxx
@equippedtolove @moon-girl88 @starregulus @siriusly-insane @jamespotterbbg
#whoever didnt wanna be tagged just let me know#first post up once my editor mutual gets back 2 me#marauders era#hp marauders#marauders fanfiction#wolfstar#pandamary#bitterhope#palice#rosekiller#jegulus#dorlene#dead gay wizards#dead gay wizards from the 70s
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intro post!!
hi there! my nameâs emmy, welcome to my blog! iâve been here for a good while now but since iâve started to gain more attention, i figured it was time to make an intro post!
basic info:
name(s): em/emmy/emeline, angie/angel (no preference)
age: minor (NO NSFW BULLSHIT PLEASE)
birthday: january 4 :D
orientation/sexuality: bisexual (femme/wlw leaning)
gender: cis girl
pronouns: she/her (they/them is ok but not preferred)
nationality: born and raised in the US of A (new york babyyyyyyy), but my parents are guyanese, so iâd say guyanese american
race: mixed, my mom has light skin (she gets mistaken as hispanic a lot) and my dad has medium brown skin so iâm somewhere in the middle (i too get mistaken for hispanic a lot)
other info: iâm neurodivergent, possibly autism or adhd (or both) but i was a âgiftedâ kid if that counts for anything, oh and i have anxiety
fandoms:
this a multifandom blog, so while i do have my phases/eras/hyperfixations, i will be posting about multiple fandoms at once, even if oneâs taking up more posts than the others combined.
here are some of my mains!
roblox piggy
murder drones
hazbin hotel + helluva boss
gravity falls
ride the cyclone
welcome home
itâs easiest to tell what my current main hyperfixation is by just looking at my pfp/blog theme, as iâll usually set it to something related to my current biggest hyperfix. iâll update this list as needed, but iâm also active in the percy jackson, american girl, and stranger things fandoms. iâm also into a lot of cartoons, like she-ra and the princesses of power, steven universe, the owl house, carmen sandiego, mlp gen 4, etc. so feel free to ask about those! iâm also a major theater kid, some of my favorite shows are hamilton, dear evan hansen, wicked, mean girls, beetlejuice, and six, so you can ask about any of those too! (iâve only seen wicked and hamilton đ)
links
ok so all my links to other posts or blogs or accounts or anything really are here!!
youtube: here!!
hazbin hotel high school au masterpost: here!!
discord server bullshittery masterpost: here >:3
tags
#em rambles - original post tag
#asks - any and all asks i get!!
#mutuals - any asks from/posts about my mutuals will be tagged with this, and it's like a guarantee that you'll get your own name tag too!!
#anon - if you send me an anon ask, just look here to find it :D
#emmyâs edits - all my original edits!! theyâre up on my youtube too but you can find them here under that tag
#hazbin high school au - my own au!! i made this by myself with a few ideas from friends but this is like my own creation that i'm working on!!
EDIT: AS OF 07/06/2024, ANYTHING RELATING TO HELLUVA BOSS S2E9 APOLOGY TOUR WILL NOT BE TAGGED AS SPOILERS. IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE EPISODE I ADVISE AGAINST SCROLLING.
edit: as of 07/16/2024 i have a girlfriend!! her name is hannie, aka the wonderful amazing absolutely adorable @furryrainbowscreature i love her so much <333
dni:
homophobes, transphobes
supporters of israel
queer exclusionists (anti "conflicting" labels, terfs, etc)
racists
blogs with heavy amounts of nsfw content (iâm a teenager so. please.)
sexists/misogynists
pedos/âmapsâ
so yeah i think thatâs about it!! thanks for reading y'all <3
also: FREE PALESTINE đ”đž
#em rambles#welcome home#hazbin hotel#helluva boss#ride the cyclone#gravity falls#roblox piggy#murder drones
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Ao3 Fic Meme
I was tagged by @inell who I didn't realize until reading this was so new to the fandom ha ha welcome!
Go to your AO3 account and find the following:
1. What ratings do you write most of your fics under?
Explicit. One thousand percent. I don't even need to check that. But I will, for fairness. ...yup, Explicit wins at (137). Although if we included my orphaned fics I think Mature would've edged it out by ten or so.
2. What are your top three fandoms?
Timeless (100) 9-1-1 (57) The Witcher (21) If we include the fics I orphaned though, Castle would be in third place with 48.
3. What is the top character you write about?
I wasn't sure how to find this out since if a character is in a pairing I don't tag the character separately as well, which means my top tagged characters for 9-1-1 are Maddie Buckley and Christopher Diaz. Currently the top characters I write about are tied as Evan "Buck" Buckley and Eddie Diaz. In overall fics, though, it's Garcia Flynn.
4. What are your top three pairings?
Garcia Flynn/Wyatt Logan/Lucy Preston (76) Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (55) Jessica Logan/Amy Preston (23) YEAH THAT'S MY RAREPAIR THAT'S MY GIIIIIIRLS!!! who said that
5. What are the top three additional tags?
Wyatt Logan's Bisexuality Crisis (28) Originally Posted on Tumblr (27) Established Relationship (23) And, for funsies, the three after that are Shameless Smut, Smut, and Polyamory. Hee hee.
6. Does any of this surprise you?
To be honest I thought the tags about smut would be higher. I had no idea Established Relationship would be so high up but thinking about my Timeless fics, yeah that tracks.
It's so interesting looking at pure stats like this because they only tell a partial story of a writer's journey. I had fun looking through these!
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➀ 𩞠➣ âž» đđđđđđđđ, an independent and private multimuse ft original and canon characters from different medias. dark themes will appear, proceed with caution. by kiki, she + her, twenty8+. activity is permanently sporadic to low. this is a sideblog.
carrd, atlas, prompts, board. blogroll, klaeus, @elenva, @syleus. follows will come from @klaeus. affiliated with @salvatoraes, @cairoes. muse spotlight, aurora, lara, river, eris, nimue, cassie, varina.
before interacting.
do not interact if you're under 18, 21+ preferred.
basic etiquette and human decency please: no weird or gross behaviors, and be respectful.
while triggering topics will appear and be tagged, keep taboo subjects away from me. (r.ape/non-con, p.edophilia, i.ncest, etc.)
banned: i.an somerhalder and a recast klaus. exceptions can be made for multis that have a tag for them i can block.
mutuals are welcome to tag me in anything ever, send in countless memes whenever, message me at any time and request my d.iscord. basically if we're mutuals, "bug" me whenever and however you want đ€
my formatting is simple, and i'm fine with icons, iconless, gif icons or gifs. answered asks can always be treated as a starter, feel free to rb them or start a new post to create a thread!
accessibility: lmk at any time if you need me to adjust anything for your comfort, it won't bother me at all. on my end, it would be super helpful if you don't use tiny icons, all caps, or courier new font with me.
shipping and dynamics of all kinds are my lifeblood, so lmk at any time if you're interested in shipping with me.
there will be a heavy focus on my original characters, with canons taking a backseat by default. please do not try to interact with only my male muses.
originals.
alessandro de luca, vampire, taylor zakhar perez, primary.
amarande floresca, pureblood vampire, gemma arterton, primary.
aspasia, the dark urge / seldarine drow druid, tbd, primary.
aspyn verona, hunter, bruna marquezine, secondary.
aurora provenza, black market doctor, danielle rose russell, priority.
booker darcy, hunter / half demon, chris evans, primary.
briar kesta, reincarnation of aphrodite, holliday grainger, primary.
callan wisteria, private investigator, jacob elordi, primary.
cassiopeia claremont, reincarnation of the goddess of the stars, claire holt, primary.
christian byrne, hunter, ethan peck, secondary.
eris floresca, pureblood vampire, crystal reed, primary.
fern roque, serial killer of abusive men, sofia carson, secondary.
julieta cardenas, ghost hunter / streamer, lizeth selene, secondary.
luminita, gifted vampire, demet özdemir, secondary.
magdalena primrose, mortician / exorcist, alexandra daddario, primary.
mi-cha yeong, storm chaser, kim ji-won, tertiary.
mikhail floresca, pureblood vampire, douglas booth, primary.
naizak, archangel oc, kim jae-wook, tertiary.
nimue, ancient forest witch / shapeshifter, megan fox, primary.
opal undergrove, witch, yaya dacosta, secondary.
rhysand eoin Ăł cuilinn, vampire, chace crawford, primary.
river mihal, werewolf, eleanor tomlinson, priority.
severina, white eyed demon oc, adria arjona, secondary.
sila prakenskii, mobster, tor thanapob, priority.
varina leucothea, siren princess, dakota johnson, primary.
canons.
caius, twilight, regé-jean page, secondary.
connor, dbh, bryan dechart, test.
damon salvatore, tvdu, giancarlo commare, secondary.
edward cullen, twilight, robert pattinson, secondary.
emmett cullen, twilight, michael evans behling, primary.
esme cullen, twilight, rachel weisz, secondary.
isabella swan, twilight, antonia gentry, primary.
jack ryan, bioshock, jensen ackles, test.
lara croft, tomb raider, yaya sperbund, primary.
sam winchester, supernatural, jared padalecki, primary.
silas, tvdu, paul wesley, test.
stefan salvatore, tvdu, paul wesley, secondary.
subject delta, bioshock 2, mads mikkelsen, test.
tom avery, tvdu, paul wesley, test.
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WIP game
rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Tagged by @what-alchemy
Okay, let's seeee...
we need to talk and we have a dog (OFMD)
My best (gay) friend (OFMD)
evan needs a father (Buck/Tommy 911)
idiots sneaking around/bad london! (Reddie)
Jumanji (Reddie, Bill/Mike, IT)
no accounting for taste (my original m/m childhood best friends to lovers to strangers to lovers)
I'll tag @newtkelly, @queermccoy, @stitchyarts, @unprepossessed and honestly that's it sorry game I don't like tagging people ahahah
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Patreon Summary (June & July â23)
Hello there everyone, hope everyone is doing well and are having a good summer so far. It seems like I forgot to do a post for Juneâs Patreon stories so get ready for a super-sized Patreon summary today! If any of the following stories intrigue you, please feel free to click on the title so you can sign up for the appropriate tier to read it! Iâd love to have you join my Patreon and my Discord community, where you can view exclusive photo captions.
Method Acting - The Obese Loner II
This vault story was originally released in March 2022 for the Clarke tier. After a year of exclusivity, it's now become a $5 story. I hope you enjoy this little blast from the past!
With Chris finding the perfect candidate to swap physiques with, he brings his old college friend back home with him for a romp in the sack to turn him into the obese man he longs to temporarily become. Unfortunately for Chris though, a severe attraction begins to form with the other man to the point where he quickly learns what other changes can occur after fooling around again after swapping physiques...
Tags: Muscle Theft, Weight Gain, Unintended Consequences
The Devil Works Hard, But S-C Productions Works Harder
This vault story was originally released in May 2022 for the Clarke tier. After a year of exclusivity, it's now become a $5 story. I hope you enjoy this little blast from the past!
Upon making the move into film and television production, S-C's company needs to find a way to handle some difficult actors who are causing delays to production. One of these actors is Lucifer's Tom Ellis. As such, they extend an offer to a 54-year-old divorced man that would allow him to swap into Tom Ellis to hopefully teach the actor a lesson in humility while also rewarding the older man for so many years of hard work.
Tags: Age Progression, Body Swap
Method Acting
After enduring two back-to-back flops, Marvel hunk Chris Evans finds his confidence shaken in regards to his acting abilities. Upon signing up for a new film project, the actor sets up a practice session with the production company to run through his lines. Unfortunately for him, S-C Productions has a funny way of helping Chris get into character...
Tags: Age Progression, Body Swap, Weight Gain, Actors
To Protect And Swap
Upon learning that his boss is retiring, hunky officer James Peterson is willing to do whatever is necessary to be promoted to police chief. Unfortunately for him, a private meeting with the retiring chief backfires as the chief realizes this desperation and makes an example out of his overzealous employee...
Tags: Age Progression, Body Swap, Weight Gain, Revenge
Working His Body(Suit)
Ever since his town gained a S-C Fitness, meek Martin had found himself desperate to be apart of the exclusive club in any way he could. A perfect opportunity soon presented itself in the form of a job opportunity as the gym's newest receptionist. Upon landing the job and coming in for his first day though, the young man soon learned that the company had quite the peculiar type of work uniform...
Tags: S-C Fitness, Bodysuit
Working His Body(Suit) II
After getting the job at his local S-C Fitness, Martin is shocked to find that his work uniform is actually a bodysuit of someone that looks to be a bodybuilder. Despite his reservations, the weak and average man's curiosity gets the best of him and he finds himself undressing and seeing what it's like to be so large and muscular...
Tags: S-C Fitness, Bodysuit, Muscle Growth
Just Like His Father II
After leaving a tense dinner with his father, Charlie Nelson unknowingly was turned into a hunky version of himself that was a cop due to a wish his father Paul made to have a son that followed in his footsteps. Luckily, a slap after an unsuccessful flirting session caused the spell that Charlie's mind was under to break and allow him to grow awareness of what had occurred to him. Desperate to go back to his old body, he makes his way back to the restaurant to confront his father. Unfortunately for Charlie, Paul was willing to do whatever it took to make sure that he got his ideal son.
Note - Given how long it has been between parts in this series, I've added part one to this document in case anyone needs a refresher. I hope everyone enjoys!
Tags: Muscle Growth, Reality Shift, Mental Changes, Gaslighting
Just Like His Father III
After successfully gaslighting his son Charlie into believing that he's always been a handsome and muscular man, Paul continues to try altering the new man's personality to become his ideal police officer son in both mind and body. Unfortunately for him, a random woman interrupts them and Charlie begins flirting with her. In hopes of impressing her, the man begins to say things that aren't true in the slightest, causing him to unknowingly begin changing his life in more extreme ways than what Paul had originally intended...
Given how long this trilogy ended up being (over 18k words), I've compiled it all in one document for easy reading!
Tags: Muscle Growth, Reality Shift, Mental Changes, Gaslighting, Unintended Consequences
Marvelous Mescal
Fresh off of his Oscar nomination, Irish actor Paul Mescal found himself flooded with offers from movie studios looking to have him star in their next film. Despite his reservations due to how thin and lithe he was, his team convinces him to take a meeting with Marvel Studios. Unfortunately for Paul, they refuse to take no for an answer at the end of the meeting. Instead, the studio forcefully gives him the superhero physique that most men could only dream of...
Tags: Muscle Growth, Muscle Theft, Actors
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➀ 𩞠➣ âž» đđđđđđđđ, an independent and private multimuse. ft canon and original characters from different medias, with a focus on original characters. dark themes will appear, proceed with caution. by kiki, she + her, twenty8+. activity is permanently sporadic to low.
carrd, atlas, prompts, board. blogroll, @klaeus, @elenaes, @raqeful. sideblogs, @sunaed. muse spotlight, river, eris, nimue, cassie, varina.
before interacting.
i am mutuals only, please respect that. do not interact if you're under 18, 21+ preferred.
basic etiquette and human decency please: no weird or gross behaviors, and be respectful.
while triggering topics will appear and be tagged, keep taboo subjects away from me. (r.ape/non-con, p.edophilia, i.ncest, etc.)
banned: i.an somerhalder and a recast klaus. exceptions can be made for multis that have a tag for them i can block.
mutuals are welcome to tag me in anything ever, send in countless memes whenever, message me at any time and request my d.iscord. basically if we're mutuals, "bug" me whenever and however you want đ€
my formatting is simple, and i'm fine with icons, iconless, gif icons or gifs. answered asks can always be treated as a starter, feel free to rb them or start a new post to create a thread!
accessibility: lmk at any time if you need me to adjust anything for your comfort, it won't bother me at all. on my end, it would be super helpful if you don't use tiny icons or courier new font with me.
shipping and dynamics of all kinds are my lifeblood, so lmk at any time if you're interested in shipping with me.
there will be a heavy focus on my original characters, with canons taking a backseat by default. please do not try to interact with only my male muses.
originals.
amarande floresca, pureblood vampire, gemma arterton, primary.
aspasia, the dark urge / seldarine drow druid, tbd, primary.
aspyn verona, hunter, denise richards, secondary.
aurora provenza, black market doctor, danielle rose russell, moved to @shemad.
booker darcy, hunter / half demon, chris evans, primary.
briar kesta, reincarnation of aphrodite, danielle campbell, primary.
callan wisteria, private investigator, dylan o'brien, primary.
cassiopeia claremont, reincarnation of the goddess of the stars, claire holt, primary.
christian byrne, hunter, ethan peck, primary.
eris floresca, pureblood vampire, crystal reed, primary.
fern roque, serial killer of abusive men, bruna marquezine, secondary.
julieta cardenas, ghost hunter / streamer, lizeth selene, secondary.
luminita, gifted vampire, demet özdemir, secondary.
magdalena primrose, mortician / exorcist, alexandra daddario, primary.
mi-cha yeong, storm chaser, kim ji-won, test / wip.
mikhail floresca, pureblood vampire, douglas booth, primary.
naizak, archangel oc, kim jae-wook, tertiary.
nimue, ancient forest witch / shapeshifter, megan fox, primary.
opal undergrove, witch, yaya dacosta, secondary.
rhysand eoin Ăł cuilinn, vampire, chace crawford, primary.
river mihal, werewolf, alina kovalenko, secondary.
severina, white eyed demon oc, adria arjona, secondary.
sila prakenskii, mobster, tor thanapob, moved to @raqeful.
varina leucothea, siren princess, dakota johnson, primary.
canons.
caius, twilight, regé-jean page, secondary.
connor, dbh, bryan dechart, test.
damon salvatore, tvdu, giancarlo commare, secondary.
edward cullen, twilight, robert pattinson, secondary.
emmett cullen, twilight, michael evans behling, primary.
esme cullen, twilight, carla gugino, secondary.
isabella swan, twilight, antonia gentry, primary.
jack ryan, bioshock, jensen ackles, test.
lara croft, tomb raider, yaya sperbund, primary.
sam winchester, supernatural, jared padalecki, primary.
stefan salvatore, tvdu, paul wesley, secondary.
subject delta, bioshock 2, mads mikkelsen, test.
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Just a heads up, on their other account @/mediacorvid they are now trying to claim that you guys have a witch hunt against them and they are still playing the victim card, supposedly they have âreceiptsâ of them being abused by your friend
thanks for this. you also send an ask correcting yourself to @media-corvid , the new account of the person who abused my friend
im gonna let my friend rest for now, as they need it and their abuser has blocked me
they apparently sent some verbal abuse towards my friend who blocked them, so they might post some screenshots but just like. the main purpose of that post was to express that my friend is innocent and was reacting to being abused at absolute worst (though they couldve been meaner i think. my friend was way too nice to them)
so if anyone wants to spread the word, or direct anybody to the initial post i made, you can, my friends biggest concern is not being harrassed by the people this person sends their way to further abuse them since their initial abuse isnt working as well anymore. as long as my friend isnt getting harrassed moreso than just by this loser (which seems to be true as of now) then we're all good
but like, media-corvid, if you do see this, you do realize you could just not post, right? like, my friend wasnt gonna post about you anyway lol. they hardly use social media. you brought this upon yourself, you could just not post lies about my friend after you abused them and no ones gonna "witchhunt you" (hold you accountable) anymore. which seems like a pretty sweet deal to me
also i will say i noticed that you run (ran? lol) a support page for people with personality disorders, which i would really support but unfortunately you are the problem lol so im gonna kindly ask that you dont do that
quick edit: original link to the callout post with the DARVO breakdown here: https://www.tumblr.com/t4transsexual/751760461123420160/oh-absolutely-not-you-severely-abused-them-for
edit two: now tagging everything as #corvid controversy, in case anyone was interested in the full thing
#corvinarc talks#mediacorvid#media-corvid#corvid controversy#tw abuse#cluster b#personality disorder#narcissistic personality disorder#npd#actually npd
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Hi, rwrbnygiftexchange here! Your match is: ssmtskw. They would like fic or art or gifs and these are their prompts: New Yearâs eve but make it Groundhog Day mixed with a little bit of Scrooge ~ one of them keeps living through New Yearâs eve but itâs from various different years and this guy they havenât met yet keeps popping up in all of them
Alex gets roped into going to a historical reenactment event with June and damn if the guy out there isnât turning him on⊠maybe there is something to that Mr. Darcy billowing shirt stuff
One of them accidentally gets the other's winter hat on the subway and it follows them on their ridiculous journey to get it back to the original owner (bonus points if things end up on the news / they are somehow live blogging or sharing about their day) and the return of the hat isnât the only sweet treat that evening
They don't want anything nsfw. Remember, don't publish this ask and keep your match a secret until New Year's Day. If you have any questions or problems, send us an ask. If you have to drop out at any point, please let us know ASAP so we can ask one of our pinch hitters to step in. For questions about the prompts, you can contact your match, but remember to keep your identity a secret until January 1st! If you want to let us know you received this message, you can create a new post and tag us. Happy creating! - Team rwrbnygiftexchange
@ssmtskw Happy New Year! & Thanks to @rwrbnygiftexchange for setting this up :)
I wrote the Hat Prompt - hope you enjoy it :)
IF HATS COULD TALK
When Alex finds a hat on the subway, he goes to any length to find the owner despite his friends teasing him about it. Luckily for him, the owner finds him.
AO3
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Alex always hated winter, especially since moving to New York City. Although it was pretty terrible in D.C., it was even more terrible in NYC, and it made him terribly miss Texas, but his life had changed drastically when his mother had won the Presidency, and heâd chosen Georgetown for undergrad. It meant living in a cold winter area for nearly four years before choosing law school in NYC following his Georgetown graduation.Â
That⊠might not have been his greatest idea. He couldâve gone to a warm climate for Law School like June did for her graduate studies (once Alex left the White House, she figured it was time for her to as well), but he didnât have a boyfriend in California that he was eager to be with like she did. Although, to be fair, he hasnât really had the opportunity for much dating as the First Son, too much paperwork. June was lucky in that regard â meeting Evan before they were First Son and First Daughter.Â
Not that it matters, anyway, because he chose NYC and now, he has to deal with that.Â
He rushes through the crowd with Cash, his secret service protector, following close behind him as he barely makes the subway. He knows that Cash prefers that he uses secure cars, but he had enough of not being the normal college student at Georgetown and had insisted on doing it with law school, which meant riding the subway and being a real new yorker.Â
He collapses in a seat, taking his hat off and laying it next to him, heâs relieved that something was open and closes his eyes for a minute or two. His stop is only three stops away, so he doesnât have long but he was running late and needs a few minutes to himself. He doesnât bother to notice the people around him, even as he feels a presence join him seconds after he sits and the presence leaves at the second stop.Â
When he opens his eyes to get ready for the third stop, he reaches over and grabs his hat without thinking, and makes his way out of the subway station. Itâs not until he gets outside that he realizes he grabbed two hats instead of one.Â
One is his â slightly holey because he shouldâve replaced it by now (and no, itâs not the reason that he was so cold and not into winter, no matter what Cash says), and one that isnât his. Itâs a soft grey hat with an H emblem on it. The H looks vaguely particular. Like some monogram heâd seen before, but he canât place it.
âCash, you didnât see who this belongs to, did you?â Alex questions.
Cash shakes his head. âThere were so many people that it couldâve fallen off of anyone.â
Alex hums and puts it on. âIâll figure it out later, Iâm already late enough.â
âThen, stop yammering and letâs go.â
Alex rolls his eyes but leads the way to the school. He couldnât miss any more classes than necessary (he already misses enough due to stuff for his mom), heâll worry about the hat leaver later.
***
Despite his earlier determination to worry about the hat leaver until after classes, as he sits beside his best friend and one-time lover Liam for lunch, he finds himself staring at the hat wondering about the hat leaver.Â
âYou know that it canât talk to you, right?â Liam teases. âItâs not going to explain who it belongs to any more than I would have explained to you that us fooling around meant something.â
âMaybe if you had, I wouldâve figured myself out sooner and we wouldnât have lost a year and a half of friendship,â Alex states.Â
Heâd been quite oblivious and determined that fooling around with Liam hadnât meant anything â it was totally a normal thing to do as best friends, except, you know, it wasnât â and even though it didnât work out with one of the staffers when he was working for his mom (however briefly) on her campaign, one kiss with another guy had certainly thrown things in perspective (especially when he insisted on talking about it) and reaching out to Liam had been one of his better ideas that resolved their issues and put them back as best friends just in time for Liam to take up graduate studies at NYU, too.
âSome things you just have to figure out for yourself, surely youâve realized this by now.â
Alex huffs. âI just feel like I know the person.â
âBased off a hat?â
âWell, I mean, itâs embossed â thatâs gotta mean something.â
âAre you sure that itâs for a person and not like a brand name?â
âItâs not a brand name, Iâm sure of it.â
âWell, then, whatâs your plan? How are you going to find one person in a sea of a million people?â
âIâve got a few ideasâŠâ
***
His ideas started with getting on and off at the three stations between his home and the school and visiting the lost and found. Unfortunately, no one had come looking for a hat and as Cash pointed out, they donât know when the hat leaver got on or off the train. Thus, he had to go to plan B, which was to go through all of the different available brand name symbols and make sure the Liam was wrong about the damn thing and it wasnât just a random name brand.
He asked Nora to help â who found his randomly obsessing over a hat as hilarious and tease worthy.Â
âWhat makes you think the hat leaver even cares?â Nora questions. âNot everyone gets so easily obsessed with things that they come across on a random subway.â
âOr maybe theyâre missing their very precious hat and would appreciate my efforts to reunite them.â
âNot everyone cares a ridiculous amount about their hats â by the way, have you replaced that old ratty one youâve been wearing yet?â
He hadnât bothered to answer, and by the end of that endeavor, he had two thoughts: man, he has a thing for people who are assholes to him and that he really needs to control his obsessive behavior sometimes.
Now, is not one of those times.
He wasnât giving up. He decides that maybe he could try and get on that exact train and that exact car, hoping to run into the hat leaver â even had a note attached to the hat that said, âAm I your hat, if so please tell meâ. Â
Unfortunately, wearing a hat that said that did not help whatsoever and the he did not run into the hat leaver.
All that did was get Alex (and Cash) more annoyed as various people decided to interrupt throughout the day, but definitely were not the hat leaver.Â
It was not one of his better ideas.
After that, June suggested that he make a post a twitter â probably because she knew heâd get inundated with tweets back claiming that they were the hat leaver, when NONE of them could even tell him where they left the hat.Â
It was a truly terrible idea, but June, Nora, Liam, and Cash all ended up laughing at him for thinking that it was all a good idea. He knew better than to trust them.Â
At the point where he was with June at some event that heâs actually supposed to speak at, he canât help saying, âI need to figure this out.â
âYou know, I doubt the hat leaver as you call them even cares about the hat. If theyâre fancy enough to have it monogrammed, they probably wouldâve bought or made another one by now,â June offers.
âNo, I donât think they wouldâve, but even if they did, I have to figure out who owns this hat.â
âTechnically, itâs owned by you ââ
âItâs borrowed by me.â
ââ itâs been a week, baby bro, youâre not going to find a random person searching for their hat. Itâs yours now.â
Alex huffs but doesnât have to time to argue because he and his hat are on for their speech. Maybe the hat leaver would see him on the news and find a way to contact him?
He could only hope.
***
Alex canât help groaning as he stands in the entrance way of the White House (he was annoyed to be here when it was halting his pursuit of the hat leaver since the odds of finding them arenât high in D.C. when they lost the hat in NYC). Standing outside in the freezing cold to greet the Prime Minister, Prince Henry, and Princess Beatrice just a few days before the state dinner. It had been decided that he and June would show the Prince and Princess around D.C. as an attempt to foster a good relationship with Britain.
Considering that he and Prince Henry hadnât exactly gotten along previously (despite the thawed ice after their near-miss with Prince Phillipâs wedding cake â they had nearly caused an international incident and been told quite frankly that they needed to find some way to be neutral to each other). The hour spent glaring at each other in silence in one of the many rooms at the palace had only been broken by June and Princess Beatrice insisting they talk out every one of their few encounters and figure out what the problem was.Â
It only took one â the first.Â
Henry had been apologetic when he figured out what the problem was, and Alex had apologized for not realizing that Henry was a prick to everyone in his grief (even though that wasnât really his fault â how was he to know?). They had agreed to be neutral, but that didnât mean they were friends.
In the few times since theyâve managed polite conversation, but they still didnât interact much, and he didnât know what he was going to do for three days while he supposedly showed him around the city.Â
When he voices this thought, June, whoâs standing beside him, teases, âMaybe heâll help you search for the hat leaver? You could go on an adventure searching for hat leaver with you.â
Alex groans. âI need better friends.â
June just laughs as they pull up.Â
***
Alex waits and accepts a handshake from Henry, who pauses, hand still in his, and says, âIs that my hat?â
âYour hat?â Alex questions. âWhat â how? This is a hat Iâve been trying to find the owner for â for a week now, who lost it in New York CityâŠâ
 âI â er â I live in New York City now. I lost my hat a week ago. I think thatâs it.â Henry lets out a laugh. âI saw your tweet, and you wearing it during your speech, but I didnât realize until nowâŠâ
Alex takes it off as Henry lets go of his hand. He runs his thumb over the emblem. Now, it made sense â itâs H over the royal insignia for the British royal family. âI canât believe â Iâve been trying to find the hat leaver since I found it â itâs yoursâŠâ
Before Henry could respond, his mother and the Prime Minister interrupt to usher them inside and suggest that Alex and June show the Prince and Princess to their quarters.
âHenry says itâs his hat,â Alex states. âI told you I would find them.â
âTechnically, he found you,â June states. âAre you sure that itâs your hat? Because it would be far funnier to continue watching Alex attempt to find one person in a sea of millions just to give them back a hat.â
Alex glares at her as Beatrice laughs.Â
âI like you â older sister privileges, teasing their younger brothers.â She winks back at Henry before asking, âDid you make him dress up in dresses when you were little, too?â
June doesnât hesitate to confirm as Alex and Henry both yell, âHey!â âOI!â, but it doesnât matter because theyâre both running off leaving their brothers alone and embarrassed.Â
âSo⊠youâve been searching to return the hat?â Henry asks. âWhy?â
Alex looks down at the hat. âOh, uh, I donât know, really. It was just⊠Iâve had the same hat for a long time⊠if my hat could talk ⊠it would basically be able to tell my life story⊠well, itâs winter story anyway. And I â it just looks cared for despite its slightly weathered age, and I just thought⊠the person who wore it might have a connection to their hat as I do to mine.â
Henry smiles, softly at him. âI do. Actually.â
Alex looks up, half expecting him to be mocking Alexâs thought about hats, but he isnât. Â He seems genuine.Â
âIâll tell you my hatâs story, if you tell me yours?â he offers.
âSounds brilliant.â
***
He does show Henry his quarters before they go back to Alexâs room, and share stories about their hats. Alexâs hat is from 2010, the year his father left, and his parents divorced. It was his last hat given to him at Christmas from his parents â jointly. Itâs dumb to hold onto it, he thinks, but somehow, Henry assures him it isnât.Â
âSometimes, we like to hold onto the past ⊠and this is a piece of a past that you donât want to let go ofâŠâ
Then Henry explained the origin of his hat. It was a gift from his father. He had felt terrible about being away to film his Bond movies, and he taken up knitting so that he could knit each of his children something special to bring home from his filming. It, too, came from 2010.Â
So that hat did have a story behind it. Â
They while away the night telling their hat stories (which are really just stories about themselves). It was as if telling the stories from the hatâs point of view allowed them to not feel like they were bearing their souls to one another despite not really being friends.Â
Well, exceptâŠ
âI suppose we can call ourselves friends, now, after this, yeah?â Alex asks, as the night comes to a close. They have places to visit tomorrow, and itâll at least be nice to feel like itâs less of a duty and more of something fun he can do with a new friend whoâs not an asshole.Â
Henry pauses in his doorway. âPerhaps we could be more?â
âMore?â Alex asks, admittedly confused.
Henry leans forward and kisses him lightly, like a Prince fucking Charming, and damn, it was good. So damn good.
They break apart, and Alex is quite stunned, but smiling. Heâd completely forgotten that Henry had come out in the last year despite the stories about his foundation and the youth center for LGBT+ in NYC (which is why he was on the subway in the first place when he lost his hat).Â
âI know it would probably be a lot to date me, but if youâd like to âŠâ
â⊠go out sometime?â Alex finishes. âYeah, I â I, uh, would. Law school kicks my ass a lot, but uh, we have our couple of days now and uh, I would â would very much like to date you.â
âGood.â
Henry gives him another kiss, this one a bit deeper, but itâs interrupted by clapping, which jars them apart.
âFinally!â their sisters cheer, which suggests that they knew something that at least Alex didnât, but he doesnât find that he minds.Â
âDo you mind?â Alex asks. âWeâre trying to have a private moment here.â
âIn the middle of an open doorway where anyone can walk passed?â June teases. âYeah, real private.â
Alex rolls his eyes. âYeah, yeah. Whatever, you already interrupted ââ
âAnd now, Iâm dragging my brother off for details,â Beatrice says, not waiting for a response from any of them drags Henry away by the hand.
Henry follows after her glancing back and blowing Alex a kiss with his free hand. âTomorrow, then.â
âTomorrow,â Alex calls after him.
He turns back to June, who pushes him back into his room and demands, âDetails, dish.â
With a stupid grin on his face, he says, âIf my hat could talkâŠâ
***
A year later, Alex grins as he puts his hat in the pocket of his coat as he hangs it up. Itâd only been a week since their anniversary and Henry asking him to move in together, but he couldnât help feeling at home already.Â
Itâd been a world wind of a year since heâd found Henryâs hat on the subway, but every day, heâs grateful it happened. It opened up their worlds to a different side of each other, a side that brought them together as more than acquaintances and potential friends, but to boyfriends⊠and itâs been perfect.
All thanks to a lost hat mishap.
Best mishap ever â totally worth it.Â
#RWRB#red white and royal blue#alex claremont diaz#henry fox#henry fox mountchristen windsor#Alex/Henry#First Prince#Happy New Year!
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hi, i'm theta, mars, teddy and basil! > he/him > gay + aroace > 17 :3
i love horror movies and i make them all transgender
my neocities (huge wip) (flashing warning)
my current interests areee > death note > the mighty boosh > pavement (band)
other stuff i'll definitely still be posting about: -> doctor who -> re-animator and other horror movies/other jeffrey combs stuff!! -> TWIN PEAKS!! <3<3 -> sam raimi/bruce campbell stuff... o.o
byf; i post a lot of fake gore/blood (like, A LOT of blood!), syringes, i'm a twin peaks fan (so also a lot of topics on sexual assault, incest and all that fun stuff..[/sarc] i'll try to tag this but i'll pribably mess up sometimes) i swear a lot and i use caps lock a lot. just bware if thats not ur jam
also exclusionists and TERFs go fuck yourself! i also block anyone i want. lalalalala
bruce campbell dni âââđżđż
extra stuff below the cut :3
i literally just made this section because i like lists and i need an excuse.
my tagz: #shut up mars: original text posts | #faggotwalkwithme irl: my face | #friends tag: posts pertaining to. my friends | #friend's art!!!!: art that. is by my friends | #goofyfibula stan account: tag dedicated to my wonderful husbandbf (gender neutral), el | #ptrmoc: posts that remind me of characters | #<3: my favourite posts | #me: posts that r me irl | #gender: posts that give me gender envy
past interests that i may still post about occasionally (if it has an asterix next to it, i still post about it quite a bit!): monster high | warrior cats | musical theatre (in particular, hamilton/heathers/be more chill*/dear evan hansen) | falsettos (gets its on category cuz its so special and cool) | good omens | stranger things/IT | sherlock (<- though if i ever post about that its usually in pain and making fun of it) | doctor who* | life on mars/ashes to ashes | what we do in the shadows | bbc ghosts (and other six idiots content in general) | sing street | mozart l'opera rock | bugsnax | detroit: become human (im so sorry) | goncharov (i tag unreality) | the magnus archives | red valley | malevolent | WOE.BEGONE | fight club | the rocky horror picture show | re-animator* | jeffrey combs | evil dead* | bruce/sam*
more casual interests i'll still post about: camp here and there | MASH | interview with the vampire | buffy the vampire slayer | little lunch | bill and ted | severance | flight of the conchords | derry girls | the young ones |
also umm some microlabels: quasiromantic, orientated aroace, genderfaun, xenogenders (im considering making like a blog or something where i document them all :3), aegosexual, grayromantic
top artists of all time according to last.fm: pulp | they might be giants | will wood | the cure | angelo badalementi | mitski | oingo boingo | strawberry switchblade | mozart l'opera rock | the smiths | blur | pixies | talking heads | radiohead | pavement | julee cruise | david bowie | new order | hot freaks | lemon demon
my birthday is on february 24th :3 i'm from australia and indonesia!!! i'm an avatar of the lonely lets fucking go im a doggy woof woof yay ^_^ yay
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Wife on her duty as a perfect wife i'm!
For the asking game, babe. Give me what i need... 3, 4, 14, 17, 19, 30, 35, and 43 (even tho i already know the answer).
Lov u sfmđ€
omg it was a joke luv <3
3. Describe the creative process of writing a chapter/fic
I'm the worst person to answer this I have no process sometimes I plan everything out and then write based on that and actually do what I planned, most times the characters take life and change everything and I keep trying to go back to the original plan and sometimes can still fit some things, usually not lol when I have time I just go with the flow and then if I'm interrupted I have to write down what I want to happen next otherwise I will not remember when I open the docs again, on the good days I write without actually thinking about it so I don't remember it well just feels like my fingers can't type fast enough lol very automatic
4. Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?
(I think I've answered this before in a better way) everywhere, things come to me at the most random times, usually when I'm daydreaming before falling asleep, sometimes by other books, tv shows or music but mostly it just feels like I spent six years of my life repressing my creative side so I could do physics and calculus so now that I'm letting it loose it's running wild lol
14. how do you write emotional scenes? Do you ever feel what the characters feel? Do you draw from personal experiences?
I don't write emotional scenes, I can't do emotional or vulnerable therefore neither can my characters which is why I mostly write from Barty/Evan's pov lol it's a different type of emotional I guess I have a dificulty in making my characters say I love you, I just cringe so badly. I don't feel what they feel at all lol and the only personal experience would be from emotions like anger
17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)
inspiration never lacks the problem is the lack of time, but when things aren't flowing I stop and go watch something, read or go to the gym until my mojo comes back
19. What is the most-used tag on your ao3?
Morally Ambiguous Characters and Graphic Depictions of Violence
30. Do you share rough drafts or do you wait until itâs all polished?
sometimes I just post the draft lol I cannot re-read things before posting so the first few people reading are definetly getting screwed over sorry, but then I feel the pressure of having people seeing all my mistakes and it forces me to go polish it
35. What is one essential thing to remember when writing a villain?
question what are his motives and why did he chose that path and maybe not make him one-dimensional like his whole purpose isn't just to go against the hero, make him compelling, make us believe in why he chose that path make us understand him and feel sorry for his motivations, I always like that lol
43. Do you take a sadistic joy in whumping your characters, or are you more the "If you hurt them I would kill everyone and then myself" kind of person?
Definetely the first, I'm very disattached to death, I have cried in very few fics and it's not when people die lol sometimes living is more painful so I never expect people to say they cried and when they do I'm always in shock
thx <3 I thought this was gonna be harder lol but maybe I just didn't answer as I should lol
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The Other Evans Girl [Part Nineteen]
Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauderâs Era]
Pairing: Sirius Black x Original Female Character, Sirius Black x Daisy Evans, James Potter x Lily Evans
Characters: Sirius Black, Original Female Character, Daisy Evans, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Marlene McKinnon, Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix LeStrange, Walburga Black, Orion Black, Jasper Thicknesse, Barty Crouch Jr, Mulciber, Walden McNair
Word Count:Â 9006
Rating: Mature
Summary: Hogwarts is a safe haven, a home for many, but itâs often a place where heartache, love and complex emotions dwell and none know that better than the Marauders. Lily Evans just wants to make it out as a successful witch though the oncoming war and the ongoing advances of James Potter threaten that. Daisy Evans, her twin, has other goals. Join the Evans sisters as they make their way through Hogwarts, prepare for war and eventually find love.
Tags/ Warnings: Hogwarts, Friends, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Marauderâs Era, Teenage Angst, Babies, Weddings, Dating, Crying, Loss of Virginity, First Wizarding War, Love, Kissing, Teenagers, James Potter is a bit of a dick, Hogsmeade, 1970s, Fighting, Loss of Parents, Grief, Babies, Injuries, Gore, Harm, Christmas,  The Potterâs Mansion // Daisyâs Dress // NYE Lilyâs Dress // NYE Daisyâs Dress // Lilyâs Ring // Daisyâs Ring
Notes: Okay so Iâve been working on updating this and Iâve finally gone through all the chapters already written before I start writing more. Itâs changed a lot so Iâve decided itâs just better to completely re-upload it. Â
If you want tagging let me know
LINK TO AO3Â //Â LINK TO PINTERESTÂ //Â LINK TO ALL PARTS
Daisy was warm, stiflingly so. She was sitting behind the desk at the local post office, the location of her new summer job which had necessity after a couple weeks at home. Whereas Lily had been proactive, heading down to the local baths what felt like the moment theyâd stepped off the train, sheâd wanted to enjoy her summer. However with her sister out of the house most days and then headed off to see Marlene her parents had sort of flocked to her as if she was an only child. It had only taken a couple weeks of her mum nagging her to tidy her room or her dad insisting she help him in the garden from dawn till dusk for her to head out looking for help wanted signs.
The job itself wasnât too bad. It was a little shop but it catered to the needs of the whole village and she didnât doubt sheâd prefer sitting at a desk to what Lily was doing, watching kids splash each other and chastising spotty teens whoâd thought they could get away with a cannonballing into the pool. The only real problem was is that it was kind of boring. Sure it catered to the whole village but given Cokeworth was tiny it meant that day to day trade wasnât booming. Which was why she was here now, sitting at her desk in an uncomfortably polyester shirt in the rampant August heat, trying not to fall asleep. That was the other problem. In her effort to keep herself awake she found herself overthinking, mostly about Sirius admittedly. Though he never really spoke about his home life much she hadnât really worried about it, not until his replies to her letters had stopped, even more so when heâd replied completely unlike himself. To make matters worse none of the boys had heard from him either, not even James, and since he was in an all-wizarding household it wasnât like she could just ring him up and make sure he was fine or at least hear his voice. Remus was the only one with a phone and so he had borne the brunt of her worries as she called him almost every night to see if he had any news.
She was in the middle of thinking about him when her boss, Sharon, entered. Daisy watched as she flitted in, pushing her sunglasses up onto what looked like a freshly blow-dried hairdo, unbothered that she was almost forty-five minutes late. With any of her other colleagues Daisy probably wouldnât have been bothered but even for a manager Sharon had an air of superiority that Daisy couldnât gel with.
âHiya!â she said as she waltzed through the shop, heading towards the back room as Daisy muttered a âhelloâ in return. When she reappeared she stood by Daisyâs side as if waiting for her to get up out of the chair she was sitting in even though Daisy still had five minutes left of her shift. Daisy sighed and slid off the chair, allowing her to take a seat as she said, âhowâs the shift been? Sorry Iâm late by the way, I had to take Brian to the dentist.â âItâs okay,â she shrugged, âI mean Iâve hardly been rushed off my feet.â âYes well Iâm sure thereâs been enough to keep you busy,â Sharon said in a slightly disapproving tone.
Daisy fought the urge to roll her eyes or make a sarcastic comment about her managers own indiscretions. After all she didnât need any lectures or hassle, not now she was free for the rest of the day. So after a quick run-down of her upcoming shifts she grabbed her bag from the back office and left as quickly as she could.
When she got outside the sun was still beating down, the cobbles on the high street baking under its vibrant rays as did Daisy as she started her walk home. Even though it was a Saturday afternoon the village was almost deserted save for the occasional shopper and a gang of teenagers she didnât know loitering at the end of the high street by the park. Yet as Daisy got further out of the centre of town, walking towards home, she started feeling odd. As if she were being watched. As casually as she could she looked around, down the lane which had houses on either side, only to find herself alone on the street. And still she couldnât help but feel eyes on her. Instinctively, she put her hand in her pocket and wrapped her fingers wrapped around the ten-inch mahogany wand inside the handy compartment sheâd sewed into her work pants. She walked another ten yards up the lane before making an abrupt turn into the graveyard figuring that if she did have to take her wand out sheâd at least be somewhere secluded.
Even on the lane things had been quiet but inside the graveyard was silent. The summer sun was shining down on the headstones, glinting off the marble and into her eyes as she walked past each one, not that it mattered as she was keeping her focus on listening for anything that signalled someone was following her. And about halfway across the graveyard she heard a twig snap. Daisy spun around darting towards the treeline in an attempt to get a better visual of whatever she was looking for. There was no one there but as her eyes scanned the grounds she noticed a pair of eyes watching her from behind an ornate marble headstone. It was a dog, and a bloody big one at that.
Padfoot.
As she rushed forward he ran excitedly towards her only stopping as she did, watching him hesitantly. His black fur was shaggy and unkempt and he seemed bigger than she remembered meaning that the closer she got the more she started to second guess herself. Confused at the hesitance the dog tilted its head.
âPadfoot, is it you?â she said, stepping a touch closer. Of course the dog didnât answer but it came up to her, nuzzling into her thigh as if to confirm it. Daisy felt relief flood through her and dropped to a squat, stroking him under his ears which made his tail wag. Yet before she could say anything else he pulled away from her, trotting away down between a row of graves, leaving her perplexed. She scrambled to follow him, wondering where an earth he could be going and why he wasnât slowing. In fact he only slowed as they to closer to the church, the ajar door creaking open further as he pushed inside, ignoring Daisyâs hisses at him to stop. She ran inside after him yet as she got there she found the place deserted.
âSirius!â she hissed as she ran down the aisle looking down each pew trying to find him, âSirius where are you!?â âWell youâll not find me standing at the end of an altar,â a deep voice replied. Daisy immediately whipped around to find him stood watching her, leaning against a thick stone column, a smile on his face. Even in the sweltering heat he was wearing his leather jacket and a pair of jeans and his hair was longer, shaggy and unruly around his face. Daisy didnât care about any of it, she rushed forward, flinging her arms around his neck as she embraced him trying to reassure herself that he was here. That all the worrying she had been doing was worth it. He hugged her back, wrapping his arms around her, finding she fit comfortably just under his chin. It was a warm embrace, which admittedly wasnât the most desirable in this heat, but neither of them seemed to care.
Yet as she pulled back she started to notice that in her haste to touch him, to ensure he was really there with her, she hadnât observed him properly. And she found that worry start to creep in. His skin was paler than normal, making the dark purple circles underneath his eyes more noticeable. His hair was tangled as if he hadnât brushed it in a couple of days and his lip looked as if it was healing from being busted.
âSirius, what the hellâs going on!â she said, her hand holding his chin in place as she inspected the cut lip. Sirius pulled out of his grasp with a wince but she couldnât stop, âwhat are you doing here? Did something happen? Iâve been so worried about you! I mean I wrote to James but-â âAre you going to give me a chance to answer?â he asked, looking down at her with a smile. Daisy pulled back, moving to go and sit on a pew. He followed her lead, sitting down next to her and slinging an arm up on the back of the wooden bench behind her. As she watched him worriedly he sighed, âfirst of all Iâm sorry I got you worried. I couldnât really respond much.â âJames said your mum sometimes stops you,â Daisy murmured. âKind of,â Sirius said, âshe was just reading everything and every time someone wrote to me I got aggro so it was better to just sort of stop. I know it worried you.â âYeah I was but Iâm more worried now,â she said, âwhat are you doing here?â âWell, thatâs sort of a long story,â he said. Daisy raised her brow waiting for him to continue. Sirius sighed, âokay, okay. Well I guess nothing was really going on until recently. I mean I was home and everything was still as terrible as normal but I was making it work by staying out of the way. I spent most of my time in my room and Regulus fulfilled his role as mummyâs favourite child so it wasnât that bad. But then the social season arrived.â âSocial season?â Daisy asked. âYeah, itâs the same every year. Boring posh pureblood families hosting dinner parties on a rotation. Sure enough theyâre hosting at ours and spouting the same disgusting politics and pure-blood mania they always do except it was different this year,â Sirius said grimly, Daisy swallowed thickly. His eyes were dark and stormy, staring at the stone floor in front of him barely paying her any attention.
âWhy?â she asked quietly. âI mean they always talk about stuff like that but this time was different. Less benign chatter and more like propaganda,â he admitted, âI mean some of their friends didnât want to know. Happy to spout ludicrous views so long as they didnât need to put any meaning to it but not all of them did. Pretty soon I realised what they were doingâŠâ âWhat?â Daisy asked, confused. âRecruiting,â he said darkly. âRecruiting for what?â she asked, the idea of an impending war flashing back into her brain. âHim. âHe who must not be namedâ or whatever rubbish heâs calling himself these days,â Sirius said grimly. âWho is he?â she asked. âA dark wizard, really dark. He wants power, to rule the entirety of wizarding kind, and to do that he needs alliesâŠand well thatâs my parents and their friends,â Sirius said. âWhat theyâre his followers?â Daisy asked incredulously. âYeah, âdeath eatersâ is what they call themselves but I prefer utter pillocks,â he scoffed. âSo theyâre trying to get others involved?â she said. âNot trying, theyâre succeeding,â Sirius said gloomily, âthatâs why I left.â âYou left?â Daisy gasped, âwhat like for good?â âIâd had it. They had a party a couple of days ago and invited all of those that wanted to sign up around and he came-â âWhat like the actual guy?â Daisy asked, cutting him off. Sirius nodded and replied, âyeah, shrouded in all black cloaks and acting like the bloody Queen of England. You shouldâve seen the way they fawned over him, binding themselves to him and vowing theyâd do whatever he needed to further their cause. Dais it was horrible.â âI bet,â she whispered. âAnd my parents were front and centre. My mother was tripping over herself to impress him, vowing that her sons would be the first people out of Hogwarts to join his causeâŠthatâs when I knew I had no choice. I had to get out of there,â he said firmly, and though he seemed firm in his decision she couldnât help but notice the sadness in his voice. Even if he didnât like them at the end of the day they were his family.
âSo you came here?â she asked. âWell it wasnât my first option,â he admitted, âbut only because I knew the Potterâs wouldnât mind if I went there. So I packed my shit and went to Jamesâ. âSo why arenât you there?â she said, confused. âIâd forgot my jacket,â he admitted sheepishly, âIâd ran up to my room to get it and when I got back to the study Regulus had caught me. I tried to convince him to come with me but he wasnât having it, spouting the same rubbish at me that my parents do. Heâs brainwashed like totally and utterly gone. And before I could get away he called my parents in and they blocked my path. We argued and then I told them I was leaving and never coming back. Needless to say they werenât exactly devastated but the shame of having a disgrace for a son earned me quite the blinder off my dad,â he said gesturing to his lip.
âSo you left?â she said. âYeah, I couldnât get through the floo network so I just legged it out of there as fast as I could. Only slowed down about a mile from the house and then I realised all my stuff was at the Potterâs and I had no cash so I transformed and started walking,â he shrugged. âYou walked all the way here? From where?â she asked. âLondon,â he said simply. âThatâs like a hundred miles,â she said agog. âItâs not too bad a walk as a dog,â he chuckled, making Daisy giggle despite her shock. As her laughter died down they fell quiet with Daisy eyeing him under her lashes, hoping he wouldnât see how she was worriedly assessing his condition.
âSo,â she said, fiddling with a hole in his jeans as she asked, âhow did you find me?â âWell, I knew you lived in Cokeworth so I headed up here and hung out as Padfoot for a bit. Presumed youâd show up at some point and I spotted you walking into town and heading into the post office so I figured Iâd hang about for when you came out,â he said. âThat was like seven hours ago!â she said looking up in shock, âwhy didnât you just come and see me?!â âI mean I couldnât exactly walk in as a massive dog now could I?â he said. âWell yeah but you couldâve come in as yourself,â she countered. âI figured once you saw me youâd want an explanation and given you were in your work uniform I guessed it should probably wait,â he said, âdonât worry itâs not been too bad.â âIâm glad,â she said, âsoâŠwhatâs the plan?â âWell Iâd wondered if I could stay with youâŠjust for the night for some food and a place to sleep and then Iâll head on up to Jamesâ. He doesnât live too much further on but Iâm knacked,â he admitted. âIâm not surprised! But of course, you can,â she said, âI mean I might have to work around my parents but we can sort it out Iâm sure.â âAce,â he said. âCome on,â she said standing up and smoothing out her clothes, âI hope a ten-minute walk is enough time to think about what the hell weâre going to tell my parents.â
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âHow long?â Daisyâs mum, Helen, said, eyeing her daughter suspiciously. âJust a day or two,â Daisy said, trying to remain calm, âSharon should be fine by then and he can go home.â said. âIâm not sure Dais,â Helen replied. As she turned back around to continue with the washing up Daisy looked worriedly at Sirius, who was sitting in dog form by her back door, panting heavily in the summerâs heat. On their walk home theyâd discussed what they should tell Daisyâs parents and had promptly decided against the truth. One for fear theyâd try and send Sirius home and the other because they realised her mum and dad might not be too keen to have a teenage boy living in her bedroom, even if it was just for a night or two. âOh mum please,â Daisy said, trying to put as much pleading into her voice as she could, âsheâs no one else to have him. Heâs no trouble honestly.â âWhy do you even want to help her? You donât even like Sharon,â Lily asked sceptically as she came into the kitchen, watching her sister suspiciously. âSheâs alright and besides sheâs my boss itâs not like I could say no,â Daisy said, hoping Lily would butt out. If was just her and her mum she had a chance at turning the tide in her favour, as evidenced by the way her mother turned around to look at her, her expression softening. âFine he can stay,â Helen sighed, pulling her rubber gloves off and pointing at her youngest, mustering as much warning as she could as she added, âbut as soon as Sharon is sorted heâs out of here okay?â âThank you, thank you, thank you,â Daisy said running to her mum and cuddling her. âI mean it Dais,â her mother said, holding her close before she pulled away. âI know, I know,â Daisy said excitedly, beckoning Sirius in from the door, âcome on Snuffles.â
Sirius bounded in through the back door and immediately heeled at Daisyâs side, nuzzling into her leg as if nudging her forward. Lily watched from the door way, her eyes narrowing as she took in the big shaggy dog now following her sister as she left the kitchen and headed upstairs. Daisy fled upstairs, hurrying Sirius into her bedroom, which thankfully since Petunia had moved out was no longer shared with her twin. He trotted inside, barely allowing her time to turn around and lock the door before he transformed into himself, shirking his jacket off before flinging himself onto her bed and pushing himself back until he was sitting up against the wall.
âWell, that was easy,â he said, smiling at her as she turned around. Daisy giggled, climbing onto the bed beside him. âTo be honest I canât believe she bought it,â she smiled, âI bloody hate Sharon.â âI can tell,â he chuckled, falling silent for a moment before he said, âthanks by the way. For letting me stay I mean.â âOh itâs nothing,â she said waving him off, before adding seriously, âIâm just happy youâre out of there.â âMe too,â he replied regrettably. Daisy watched him sadly but he smiled at her reassuringly, his grey eyes locking with hers for long moment. It made her heart beat harder in her chest but then she was snapped out of it by the sound of knocking at the door. The pair jumped apart, Daisy leaping up and straightening out her hair in an effort to hide the pink on her cheeks having not realised just how close theyâd gotten on the bed.
âDais?â Lilyâs voice echoed through the wood, the door handle rattling a moment later, âwhyâs the door locked?â âUm, Iâm just changing,â Daisy lied, whipping around as quick as a flash to grab a dirty shirt and pair of shorts of the back of her chair to change into, gesturing for Sirius to turn away which he did so obediently. She got dressed in a flurry but took a moment to compose herself before she opened the door as casually as possible, finding her sister standing behind a suspicious look on her face.
âWhatâs up Lil?â Daisy asked blasĂ©ly, hanging on the door handle. âWhatâs going on?â Lily replied seriously, ignoring the look her sister gave her as she pushed past her into the room, her eyes surveying the entire thing suspiciously before they landed on the big shaggy dog now lounging across her sisterâs bed. âWhat do you mean?â Daisy asked, shutting the door behind her and moving to sit on the bed, Sirius instantly nuzzling into her side reassuringly though he couldnât settle the way her heart was beating under her sisterâs scrutinous gaze. âYou know what I mean,â Lily said, folding her arms across her chest, âwhatâs with the dog? Because thereâs no way you wouldâve done anything to help Sharon.â âWell Iâm just being a helpful colleague,â Daisy shrugged. âOr youâre up to something,â Lily reasoned. âAnd what could I possibly be up to?â she scoffed. âI donât know but I work with Brian, Sharonâs son,â Lily said, watching the flash of panic on her sisterâs face as she added, âand heâs not mentioned anything about her being unwell.â âWell sheâs not a deathâs door,â Daisy said, wondering how to skirt around this snag in her backstory. âHe also doesnât have a dog,â Lily replied with an air of finality, âso, tell me whatâs going on.â Daisy sighed. There were many things she loved about Lily, admired even, but her penchant for being able to sniff out whenever Daisy wasnât being truthful did grate on her at times. Before she spoke though she looked at Sirius, her eyes asking silently if he would be okay with her telling Lily what was going on. He merely turned his head, burrowing into her side as if to give her permission.
âOkay, okay, Iâll tell you,â she conceded, her fingers running through Siriusâ fur as she looked back at her sister, âbut if I do you have to promise me you wonât tell anyone. Not even mum and dad.â âDaisy youâre worrying me,â Lily said panicked. âPlease Lil, promise me you wonât tell a soul,â Daisy repeated. Lily paused. She knew her sister wouldnât tell her if she didnât promise but given the severity of previous secrets kept by her younger sister she was panicked about what she might be about to confess. After a moment she said, âfine. I promise.â
âWell I think itâs better if we show you,â Daisy said, looking down at Sirius who lifted himself from where he had been laying, his head across her lap. âShow me what?â Lily asked though she neednât have bothered because in a flash the dog had jumped off the bed, turning into a fully grown boy right in front of her eyes. Lily watched opened mouthed as Sirius smiled at her, before taking a seat back on the bed next to Daisy, enjoying the befuddled look on the redheadâs face. No one spoke for a moment. Daisy too nervous to, Lily too surprised to make words form, and Sirius too sensible to know not to get involved between them. Eventually though Lily managed to make her mouth work, her words coming out louder than intended as she shouted, âwhat the fuck?!â âBloody hell Lil not so loud,â Daisy shushed, her eyes darting to the door as if her mum was going to come bursting in any second. âDonât tell me to be quiet,â Lily retorted, her mind still reeling, âyour mate just appeared from dog form and Iâm supposed to be quiet?â âItâs not a big deal,â Daisy reasoned. Sirius, knowing it wasnât a good idea to jump in said nothing. âNot a big deal heâs an animagus!â her sister replied, the last bit whispered as realisation set in. âYeah, a secret animagus!â Daisy replied through gritted teeth, âso shush!â âOh, even better heâs illegally here as an animagus! Are you trying to get us expelled or thrown in Azkaban for that matter!â Lily asked. âWould you just let me explain?â Daisy said exasperatedly. Lily looked between the pair of them and then took a seat on the chair by Daisyâs desk, her arms folded and her mouth in a tight line, reminiscent of McGonagallâs, before she said, âfine but it better be a bloody good explanation.â
And as if she was pleading her case to her head of house Daisy broke into the tale. She explained how the boys had become animagi for Remusâ benefit, not failing to mention how much it had helped their friend greatly. She told them of what Siriusâ parents had been doing, how heâd had no choice but to flee and had spent days walking all the way to Cokeworth. She told her how sheâd had to lie, how if her parents knew the truth they wouldnât understand and they wouldnât let him stay. All the while Sirius stayed silent, looking as downtrodden as he could muster to win the redheadâs sympathies though he was trying to suppress an amused smirk at just how well the blonde could turn on the charm when she needed to. Unfortunately though he couldnât read Lily that well. Where he could tell Daisy was on the offensive she remained an enigma, her eyes flitting to him every so often, but her mouth in a tight line, never wavering until Daisy finished speaking.
âSo,â she said as Daisy stopped, âyou want me to just say nothing about three sixth year students who took it upon themselves to become illegal animagi? And keep it to myself that one student has run away from home and is walking half the length of the country? Not to mention lie to mum and dad so he can stay here under false pretences? âHeâs got nowhere to go Lil! Please just let us do this for a day or two?â Daisy pleaded, watching as Lily considered it carefully before she sighed and grumbled, âugh fine.â âReally?â Daisy said with excitement. âReally. I mean I suppose itâs not Siriusâ fault that his parents are well you know,â she said, throwing him a sympathetic look that he shrugged off. He didnât need her to apologise for his parents, it wasnât anything he hadnât thought himself. Lily continued, ânot that I condone breaking the law. Or not telling anyone youâve left home. Or-â âWell the breaking the law thing is an old issue,â Daisy reasoned. Lily rolled her eyes. âYeah and in my defence I was trying to tell the Potterâs Iâd run away,â Sirius said, âbut I promise Iâll tell McGonagall once Iâm back at school though maybe not about the animagi thing.â âWell I suppose itâs better than nothing,â Lily said wryly. âSo he can stay then?â Daisy said after a beat. Lily nodded. âAnd I wonât say anything to mum or dad but promise me youâll be careful?â Lily begged, âno making too much noise or getting lax with him being in the house. If they find out theyâll flip and Iâm not being grounded over this.â âI promise,â Daisy said leaning forward off the bed so she could hug her sister. Lily hugged her back and then stood up. âRight, Iâll head downstairs and keep mum busy so you can sort yourselves out,â she said, looking between the pair of them in a way that made Daisyâs heart thump again. Then she flounced out, shutting the door behind her and heading downstairs.
âSo,â Daisy said, turning around and looking at Sirius, suddenly realising that the two of them were completely alone in her bedroom which seemed even smaller with him in it. âSo,â he said with a smile, moving back onto the bed so he was rested against the wall. Daisy perched on the edge of it. âWhat should we do? I mean we could play a board game or something?â she said, fiddling with the bed sheet nervously, âor Lilyâs got a few books sheâll lend us. We could even play cards, the muggle version of course I donât have the magical version though I donât know if you can even play exploding snap here. With it being magic and all-â âIâm happy with whatever,â Sirius said interrupting her rambling, causing her big green eyes to look at him, âitâs just nice to be a house where you donât feel on tenterhooks all the time.â âYeah until weâre worrying about my parents or Lily barging in,â she countered, clambering onto the bed beside him. He felt giant beside her, taking up more space than sheâd anticipated in her tiny single bed though he was only half a foot taller than her. And yet she didnât mind it. In fact she leant into him, her head resting on his shoulder gently.
âThanks by the way,â he said after a moment of quiet. âFor what?â she asked quietly, staring at her crumpled work uniform strewn over the back of her chair. âFor everything,â he said earnestly, âit means a lot.â âItâs not a big deal. Iâd do anything for you,â she said, her cheeks flushing in a way she was glad he couldnât see as she added, âany of you lot. I mean you guys are my family you know.â âThe only family Iâve got,â Sirius whispered.
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âI donât think thatâs such a good idea,â Helen said from her chair, watching her daughter over the top of her reading glasses with an apologetic gaze. âItâs only a couple of hours,â Daisy pleaded. âBut youâre on your own my love,â Helen reason, âand your dad is more than happy to drive you.â âNo!â Daisy said with a bit too much force, causing Siriusâ ears to prick up from where heâd been laying at her feet, pretending not to listen. This had been his life for the past three days. When he wasnât following Daisy around in dog form, pretending to be the worldâs most well-behaved canine, they were holed away in her room. Of course he hadnât intended to stay this long but his idea of walking the rest of the way to Jamesâ the day after heâd arrived had immediately been shot down by Daisy, and to his surprise Lily, whoâd convinced him he might as well stay a few days and the pair of them go together up to the Potterâs as planned. And he was thankful heâd listened because even when it wasnât ideal like the amount of time he spent in dog form, being snuck food in secret, or cramped in Daisyâs tiny bed to save sleeping on the floor it wasnât all bad. In her room he could be himself, spending time with her playing board games or listening to music, and they managed to get out and about, sometimes even with Lily in tow, under the guise of walking the dog. It was the most fun heâd had all summer. The only snag was that upon telling her mother her plans to head to the Potterâs on the train alone Helen had become worried, insisting her father drop her off given it wasnât all that far.
âWhat?â Helen said exasperatedly, âoh Daisy donât be so dramatic. Itâs just that I donât think itâs wise for a young girl to be getting the train on her own.â âItâs not that far!â Daisy protested. âEven so I donât like the idea of you on your own love,â Helen reasoned. âWhat if I take snuffles?â Daisy asked, making Sirius raise his head up at the mention of his name. Helen glanced at the dog with a frown. âI donât know if your boss will like him going with you I mean didnât you say sheâd want him back soon,â Helen said. Daisy bit her lip feeling every yarn she attempted to spin unravel before it gained traction. Every option felt like hard work. If she told them she was on her own her mother would insist she go with her dad instead of on the train. If she went with her dad Sirius would either have to walk it on his own or risk being cramped up for two hours in their tiny car and though heâd mastered staying in form he grew weary of it after a while. And she didnât dare broach the idea of having human Sirius anywhere near her parents. Sure they knew about her new found friendships with the marauders but Daisy may have skated over just how entangled their lives had become this past year. And, love them as she did she was sure her parents would have a coronary at the idea of her being alone with a teenage boy for any amount of time. Especially one still sporting a black eye and a healing fat lip.
âShe wonât mind, right Lil?â Daisy said, looking at her sister with eyes pleading for help. Lily looked up from her book, which she had been given by her new book buddy Remus, and said, âwhat?â âI said, I donât think that Sharon would mind me bringing Snuffles to Jamesâ for a bit,â she said. âI donât know, I donât think itâs fair to Snuffles dragging him all that way,â Lily goaded, smirking as Daisyâs face fell into a scowl, âI mean why doesnât he just stay here? Iâll look after him.â âOr,â Daisy said, challenging her sister, âSnuffles could stay here and you could come with me! James said youâre invited if you want to come and two of us on the train together is alright right mum? I mean you were happy for Lil to go out and about when she stayed at Marâs because they were together.â âWell, maybe if you both went that wouldnât be so bad,â Helen said, contemplating her daughterâs point. âI am not going to James Potterâs house,â Lily said with disgust, narrowing her eyes at Daisy who widened hers threateningly. Lily sighed, âDais is right mum. I mean Iâm sure sheâll be fine on the train with a dog and Brian would probably even go and pick Snuffles up when they need him back.â âWell, I guess it is only a couple of hours and he is such a big dog I doubt even the conductor will come near you⊠okay fine,â Helen relented. Daisy leapt up and dashed over to hug her as her mum mumbled, âbut you must call when you get there! And someone must meet you on the other platform!â âOf course! Iâll go and write to James right now!â Daisy squeaked happily before dashing out of the room, Sirius following behind her instantly. As she disappeared Helen rolled her eyes, an act that made her look the spitting image of her daughters and chuckled, âsheâs a nutter, that child of mine.â âYou donât even know half of it,â Lily said with a sigh as her eyes fell back to her book.
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By the following day, the plan was set in motion. Daisy had packed all her things and was currently cramming everything into the boot of her Dadâs car as her mum waited by the front door, watching with a sad look though she smiled as Daisy turned around.
âNow then,â Helen said, placing her hands on Daisyâs shoulders as she stood in front of her, âpromise me youâll be careful.â âI will,â Daisy promised. âDonât speak to any strangers or wander off. Just get on the train and off okay. And keep Snuffles close to you at all times,â Helen said, âoh and make sure you ring once youâre at the other station okay?â âOkay, okay,â Daisy said, rolling her eyes. âI mean it, Dais,â Helen said seriously, âIâm trusting you to be responsible. Getting to your friends and getting back to school.â âJamesâ parents have sorted it all out,â Daisy promised. âWell good,â Helen said, âspeaking of your friends I want you to promise me youâll stay out of trouble this year okay? No funny business you hear me? You need to knuckle down, I donât want any letters from the headmaster this year, okay?â âI swear it,â Daisy said, though she felt a nudge from Siriusâ wet snout that gave her the idea that wasnât going to happen. âIâll see you at Christmas, my love,â Helen said, pulling her in for a hug. Daisy hugged her back, offering her mother a reassuring smile before she pulled out of her arms. Though as she did she found Sirius had disappeared around the other side of the car, in what she was sure was an attempt to escape watching the motherly affection she was being smothered by. âBye mum, love you,â Daisy said. âLove you too sweetheart,â Helen replied, moving back to stand on the doorstep as Daisy climbed into the car, Sirius climbing in after her and immediately settled down on the seat beside her, his head propped up on her thigh. Her father, Alan, was sitting in the driverâs seat, chattering away about the radio to Lily who was sitting beside him, though upon noticing everyone was ready he turned on the ignition and pulled onto the street. Daisy looked out the window as they drove away, watching as her mother grew smaller and smaller in the rearview, her hand stroking Siriusâ head absentmindedly.
Fortunately it didnât take long to get to the train station and soon enough they were parked up outside, Daisy trying to get her mountains of luggage out of the boot it had been crammed into, with Sirius waiting patiently on the pavement, unable to help. As Daisy heaved the last trunk out of the car, allowing itâs weight to bring it to the floor with a crash, Lily giggled.
âDonât laugh,â Daisy smirked, âI donât know how Iâm going to get this lot to the train.â âDonât worry Iâll give you a hand,â Lily said, rolling her eyes and grabbing one of the many items of baggage Daisy had with her. âDonât be long Lil Iâve only got fifteen minutes free here,â Alan called from the front of the car, leaning out of his window to look at the girls now standing on the pavement. âWe wonât,â Lily promised. âBye Dad!â Daisy said, moving to the front of the car and leaning in to look through the window as low as she could reach when laden with luggage. âBye Dais,â he said with a smile, âhave a good term.â âI will,â Daisy promised. âAnd behave,â he winked. âI will,â Daisy giggled. âYouâre home for Christmas this time right?â he asked, Daisy nodded ignoring the twinge of guilt over missing last year, âsee you at Kingâs Cross then eh?â âSee you then,â Daisy grinned before turning around to head in, finding Lily and Sirius waiting for her near the entrance, thankfully now with most of her luggage laden on a trolley. It wasnât too busy inside the station but after so long in the car she was conscious of getting Sirius back into his regular self and so looked to her sister and said, âcan you go and sort our tickets out why I find somewhere to change?â âChange?â Lily asked, getting the hint as Daisyâs gaze flitted to the dog beside her, âoh change right. Yeah sure. Leave your stuff with me.â âNot be long,â Daisy said, before heading off in search of somewhere secluded. It didnât take long, her quest ending as she found that the small station only had two toilets, one of which was rather large and vacant. She quickly hurried Sirius inside. Sheâd barely been able to close the door behind them before he was transforming into himself, stretching his neck as though it was stiff.
âAre you okay?â she asked as he moved to the mirror, fluffing out his hair so it wasnât in his eyes. âYeah Iâm fine,â he said, smiling at her, âbloody warm in that car though.â âI know,â she said, âand sorry about my dadâs singing.â âHeâs got some pipes on him Iâll give him that,â Sirius grinned. âA unique vocal style Iâd say,â she quipped. âDefinitely though I wasnât paying much attention. I was too focused on the ear scratch,â he said with a grin that made her feel hotter than she had been in the car. âCome on Lilâll be waiting,â she said, thanking god she had an excuse to get out of there and stop her hands from sweating. Sirius didnât seem to notice her haste, following behind her as they headed back towards the entrance, finding Lily waiting in the foyer though as she clocked them she started moving, pushing the trolley past them as she said, âcome on you two your train will be here any minute.â
Neither of them argued, allowing her to lead them to the correct platform where the train was already pulling in. As it docked Lily pushed the cart towards Sirius who took it dutifully, heading towards the train to load Daisyâs things on whilst the pair of them said goodbye.
âWell, thatâs you off then,â Lily said, handing the tickets to her sister with a sad smile. âSure you donât want to join us?â Daisy said with a smirk. âDefinitely not,â Lily replied, wrinkling her face in disgust. âFine, I guess Iâll have to settle for seeing you on the Hogwarts express yeah?â Daisy grinned. âYeah, I guess,â Lily said, disappointment on her face. âCâmon Lil itâs not forever,â Daisy reasoned, âbesides you went to see Mar for practically the same amount of time.â âI know, I know,â Lily said, âI guess I just feel like weâve barely seen each other this summer. Iâve been with Mar; youâve had Sirius and well youâre away now. Itâs not even like I have Sev to hang around with.â âLike I said you can always come with,â Daisy reasoned. Lily rolled her eyes, âand two weeks is nothing. First week back at school youâll be sick of me I bet.â âProbably,â Lily giggled. As she spoke Sirius emerged at the train door, looking at the pair apologetically as he said, âDais, we gotta go.â âComing,â Daisy said, not looking up at him. Instead she leant in and wrapped herself around her sister who hugged her back immediately, but as the conductor blew the whistle she pushed her away, nudging her towards Sirius and the train. Daisy threw her sister one last smile and climbed aboard, waving back at her for a moment before she disappeared into the carriage, leaving the redhead standing alone on the platform, trying to ignore the jealous feeling that niggled at her as she watched her sister head off to the James Potterâs house.
Even though their route to Jamesâ village wasnât a direct one the journey was a relatively quick, only slowed down by the change to car at the station and the fact it took Daisy twenty minutes to get her hands on a phone so she could call home. Yet they made it, the sleek black car pulling effortlessly into the long drive of the manor, and immediately being descended on by three rambunctious boys.
And unfortunately for Daisy the day didnât slow down any from there. Whilst Sirius was shepherded into the drawing room for a talk with Euphemia and Fleamont, Daisy was dragged out to the quidditch field, her belongings left behind in the foyer. Fortunately Jamesâ insistence she play was negated the moment Sirius appeared, meaning she was allowed to umpire from the ground, the boys darting around in the sky above her as she watched amusedly, until finally they were all called in for dinner.
And the party didnât stop there. Having not seen each other in so long dinner took longer than ever, everyone recapping their summers and their O.W.L. results, before everyone retired to the drawing room for a night of boardgames. It had been a nice night for Daisy, but as they got into yet another round of a wizards trivia game she hardly knew any answers for she felt her eyelids grow heavy, dragging her into slumber where she sat.
âOh, Daisy dear you look as if youâre dead on your feet!â Euphemia said startling Daisy, who was tucked into Siriusâ side, her head on his shoulder, awake. âOh, Iâm okay,â she said with a yawn. She felt Siriusâ body rumble with a chuckle next to her. âYou can go to bed if you want Dais,â James said. âMaybe you should all call it a night,â Fleamont said, âI mean youâve got a couple of weeks together after all.â âYour fatherâs right James. Up to bed all of you,â Euphemia agreed. There was a grumble from James but his friends, too polite to argue with their doting host, nodded and clambered up off the couches, heading to bed. Once in the foyer Remus, Peter and James headed for the stairs but Daisy lingered at the bottom, remembering sheâd had been moved to the annexe for the duration of their stay to save her from spending two weeks on a camp bed. Seeing her stop Sirius did too.
âWhatâs up?â he asked, stopping on the first step. James who was only one more further stopped too. âNothing, Iâm in the annexe tonight right,â she said, gesturing to the long hallway where her bedroom was. âOh yeah,â Sirius muttered. âYou know where it is right?â James asked, realising in his excitement heâd forgotten to show her. âYeah, through that door right?â Daisy asked. âYeah third one down,â he nodded, âI can show you if you want.â âNah itâs okay Iâll find it,â she smiled. âAre you sure youâre okay?â Sirius asked worriedly, âsleeping out there I mean.â âItâs not a third world country mate,â James said rolling his eyes. âI know,â Sirius said defensively, âitâs just a bit far from everyone isnât it?â âDaisyâs a big girl and Iâm sure sheâll be okay,â James said, unsure as to why the other boy was fussing so much. âJames is right,â Daisy smiled, âIâll be fine.â âSee,â James said, leaning forward to give Daisy a one-armed hug, ânight Dais.â âNight,â she replied, smiling at him before her eyes went to Sirius who still looked unsure but allowed her to hug him briefly as she said, ânight Pads.â âYeah, night,â he mumbled, watching as she disappeared down the hall towards her room. When he stopped he found James watching him curiously but he ignored him, stalking off up the stairs at a pace, the younger boy following behind him as quick as he could.
âWhat was that about?â James said the moment they were in his room, the door closed firmly behind them. âWhat?â Sirius asked, not looking at him as he grabbed his trunk off the floor and threw it on the bed, flinging it open, happy to see his own clothes for a change and not something heâd stolen off Daisyâs dad. âYou asking Daisy if she was okay in the annexe,â James said âI just thought she might be lonely out there, thatâs all,â he shrugged as he pulled out a pair of pyjamas. âYou sure thatâs all it was?â James said with a raised eyebrow. âYeah what else would it be,â Sirius scoffed. âI donât know. It just felt weird I mean-â James reasoned but Sirius cut him off. âI said thatâs all it was,â Sirius grunted, and before James could protest he grabbed his things off the bed and headed into the bathroom, slamming the door loudly behind him.
When he got inside he threw his clothes on the toilet lid, ignoring them as he observed himself in the mirror. He looked different, older, as if the summer had added ten years onto him. He supposed he knew why. Walking on eggshells for an entire childhood and an impeding war was bound to take a toll on a man even if heâd played it as cool as possible. In fact the only time in the past month heâd felt like he wasnât pretending to be okay was when he was around Daisy which is probably why he was reluctant to spend a night without her. She seemed to calm him. Even snoring in his ear as she smushed against him in her tiny single bed he felt more comforted than he did in his own room. Heâd even take sleeping on the camp bed to have her in the room with him. Not that he could tell James that.
He change quickly and walked back into the room, climbing into Jamesâ four poster in silence. James didnât speak either, seemingly having taken offence at his friendâs sharp tongue, and headed to the bathroom himself, emerging a couple of minutes later and sliding into bed beside him without a word. The two of them lay in the quiet until eventually Jamesâ breathing grew deeper signalling heâd fallen asleep. Sirius however couldnât sleep. His eyes stung from tiredness but he couldnât stop his mind from whirring. About his family, about the war, about Daisy, until finally he couldnât cope and got out of bed and strolled to the window to look out. It wasnât really dark yet, the summerâs night casting a blue hue over the gardens, yet as he looked down at the annexe he spotted a light on, partially illuminating the patio. So, without a thought he headed downstairs towards the light.
Moving from the cosy drawing room and into the colder annexe and thin pyjamas had woken Daisy up a bit so when a knock echoed on her door she was still up, reading a book Lily had given her to pass on to Remus.
âCome in,â Daisy said curiously, wondering who it could be though as the door opened she found Sirius standing hesitantly behind it. âHey, everything okay?â she said, watching as he hesitated before deciding to come in and perch at the end of her bed. Sirius nodded, though his expression didnât support that. In fact he looked, nervous. And it worried her to ask, âare you sure?â âYeah,â he said, swallowing hard before he said, ânoâŠI donât know.â
He was quiet for a moment, looking at his sock covered feet instead of her, which worried her. So she climbed out from under the covers until she was sitting beside him, wrapping her arm around him as she waited for him to speak. She didnât push. Over the time she had spent with him she had realised there was very little point to do so. She didnât blame him, given the household heâd grown up in, getting his feelings out wasnât always easy, but so long as she was patient, whatever was bothering him would soon come out. She just had to let him decide when that was.
âYou donât have to tell me if you donât want to,â she said, âwe can just sit here for a bit.â âNah itâs okay,â he mumbled, âI guess I just feel confused.â âAbout what?â she asked, pulling back from where sheâd been cuddled into his side to look at him, her wide green eyes roving over his face which made his stomach flip-flop and only added to his confusion. âEverything,â he admitted, âI mean donât get me wrong Iâm glad Iâm out of that place but I donât feel right putting on Jamesâ parents you know? I mean they assured me I was fine to stay here whenever I want especially until the end of school.â âThatâs what they wanted to speak to you about,â Daisy concluded. âYeah,â he said, âand I get that theyâre well-meaning and I love them for it. I just feel conflicted.â âThatâs understandable,â she said, resting her head back against him, âbut they love you like youâre theirs so itâs not a bad thing.â âI guess,â he shrugged, âitâs not just thatâŠâ âWhat is it?â she said looking at him, making his mouth dry up immediately the words heâd wanted to say getting stuck in his throat.
What he wanted to tell her was how much he had come to cherish her over the past year. How she had been a welcome relief in a painful summer and that the past few days at her house had been some of the best heâd ever had even if he was forced to live it as a dog. He wanted to tell her how pretty he thought she was and how anyone would be lucky to call her theirs. The more he thought about what he wanted to say the more he realised that what he wanted to say was; I think I love you. But he didnât. He couldnât get the words out past his lips so he said, âI feel bad on you all the way out here. You know on your own and that.â Daisy giggled loudly, âyouâre conflicted about me having my own proper bed and sleeping in a room as big as my house! Oh, Pads donât worry about me.â âHaha,â he mumbled, âyeah I guess youâre rightâŠI just thought youâd be distraught not to have my snoring nearby.â âOh, Iâm heartbroken to have to sleep in this comfy bed like a starfish with absolutely no noise to wake me up. Or no dog breath on my face,â she mushed. âI suppose when you put it like that,â he said, getting up, âI suppose I better leave you to it.â âOnly if thatâs all you wanted to speak about?â she asked, quirking her eyebrow. Sirius nodded. âYeah, Iâve got it all off my chest,â he said leaning down to give her a hug. Her arms snaked up around his neck and pulled him into her. Sirius revelled in the warmth of her trying to will his heart to stop hammering. If sheâd have let him he wouldâve stayed there all night but eventually she pulled away, forcing him to stand back up.
âNight Pads,â she said with a smile as she pushed herself back into the bed and got settled. âNight Dais,â Sirius said, heading to the door quietly. As he trudged back to his room, slipping back into bed beside a snoring James, he thought of her. None of his troubles had gone away of course and yet sheâd somehow put him at ease. As always.
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No Context Spoilers!
Rules: Share one line from your writing that could be a spoiler, but on its own is not. Can be from a WIP or something already posted.
tagged by @queerbuckleys @gayhoediaz and @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy thank you all <3
i have a bit of texas au but life has been Real lately so i havenât worked on her in a bit (and canât fully recall if iâve posted this before super sorry)
Helena walks into the living room and all three heads turn toward her. She smiles, but it doesnât look like her normal smile. Everyoneâs acting strange, and Evan canât place why. âAh! Youâve met Evan. Heâs our new neighborsâ son and Eddieâs new friend. I just got off the phone with his mother, actually, she wants you home for dinner soon, Evan.â
Evan frowns in confusion. âShe-?â
and itâs not of much interest to anyone here but lately iâve been thinking a LOT about an original story of mine so i have a little bit of that too đ«Ł
Instead of a warm hand on her arm, she hears the shink of metal being sheathed. Viceria looks up and finds Naith staring back, his sword loose by his side and his eyes burning in the dark. Yet again, terror turns her veins cold. She watches him carefully, not daring to breathe. His eyes, a deep brown, burn into her with fury that sends a shiver down her spine. Hot tears fill her eyes once again, streaking down her cheeks.
âPlease,â she whispers, the word broken with a sob. Naithâs jaw tenses, his nostrils flaring and chest heaving with every breath. Then, he reaches out a hand. It takes only a nod for Viceria to take his hand and let him pull her to her feet.
âWe need to go,â he says quietly, dropping her hand.
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