#Evan needs a new original post tag

[the-starlight-papers]

Yooo no one told me that there was a 2 player split screen mod for botw

Anyways guess what I’m doing over winter break with my sister

[buddierecs]

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

[padfootscoldleathers]

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

[worldsbiggestnerd101]

intro post!!

hi there! my name’s emmy, welcome to my blog! i’ve been here for a good while now but since i’ve 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 i’d 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 i’m somewhere in the middle (i too get mistaken for hispanic a lot)

other info: i’m neurodivergent, possibly autism or adhd (or both) but i was a “gifted” 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 one’s 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

it’s easiest to tell what my current main hyperfixation is by just looking at my pfp/blog theme, as i’ll usually set it to something related to my current biggest hyperfix. i’ll update this list as needed, but i’m also active in the percy jackson, american girl, and stranger things fandoms. i’m 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! i’m 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! (i’ve only seen wicked and hamilton 😭)

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

#emmy’s edits - all my original edits!! they’re 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 (i’m a teenager so. please.)

sexists/misogynists

pedos/“maps”

so yeah i think that’s about it!! thanks for reading y'all <3

also: FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

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!

[vikteres]

⸤ 🩸 ⸣ ⸻ 𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔, 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 🤍

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 ó 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.

[tinyangryeddie]

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

[soul-controller]

Patreon Summary (June & July ‘23)

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 June’s 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! I’d 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

[viktere]

⸤ 🩸 ⸣ ⸻ 𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔, 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 🤍

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 ó 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.

[t4transsexual]

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 “receipts” 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

[the-starlight-papers]

OUR COUSIN THROCKMORTON

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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 Year’s eve but make it Groundhog Day mixed with a little bit of Scrooge ~ one of them keeps living through New Year’s eve but it’s from various different years and this guy they haven’t 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 isn’t 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 isn’t the only sweet treat that evening

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@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

***

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 he’d 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. 

That… might not have been his greatest idea.  He could’ve 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 didn’t have a boyfriend in California that he was eager to be with like she did.  Although, to be fair, he hasn’t really had the opportunity for much dating as the First Son, too much paperwork.  June was lucky in that regard – meeting Evan before they were First Son and First Daughter. 

Not that it matters, anyway, because he chose NYC and now, he has to deal with that. 

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. 

He collapses in a seat, taking his hat off and laying it next to him, he’s relieved that something was open and closes his eyes for a minute or two.  His stop is only three stops away, so he doesn’t have long but he was running late and needs a few minutes to himself.  He doesn’t 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. 

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.  It’s not until he gets outside that he realizes he grabbed two hats instead of one. 

One is his – slightly holey because he should’ve replaced it by now (and no, it’s not the reason that he was so cold and not into winter, no matter what Cash says), and one that isn’t his.  It’s a soft grey hat with an H emblem on it.  The H looks vaguely particular.  Like some monogram he’d seen before, but he can’t place it.

“Cash, you didn’t see who this belongs to, did you?” Alex questions.

Cash shakes his head.  “There were so many people that it could’ve fallen off of anyone.”

Alex hums and puts it on.  “I’ll figure it out later, I’m already late enough.”

“Then, stop yammering and let’s go.”

Alex rolls his eyes but leads the way to the school.  He couldn’t miss any more classes than necessary (he already misses enough due to stuff for his mom), he’ll 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. 

“You know that it can’t talk to you, right?” Liam teases.  “It’s not going to explain who it belongs to any more than I would have explained to you that us fooling around meant something.”

“Maybe if you had, I would’ve figured myself out sooner and we wouldn’t have lost a year and a half of friendship,” Alex states. 

He’d been quite oblivious and determined that fooling around with Liam hadn’t meant anything – it was totally a normal thing to do as best friends, except, you know, it wasn’t – and even though it didn’t 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.

“Some things you just have to figure out for yourself, surely you’ve realized this by now.”

Alex huffs.  “I just feel like I know the person.”

“Based off a hat?”

“Well, I mean, it’s embossed – that’s gotta mean something.”

“Are you sure that it’s for a person and not like a brand name?”

“It’s not a brand name, I’m sure of it.”

“Well, then, what’s your plan?  How are you going to find one person in a sea of a million people?”

“I’ve got a few ideas…”

***

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 don’t 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 wasn’t just a random name brand.

He asked Nora to help – who found his randomly obsessing over a hat as hilarious and tease worthy. 

“What makes you think the hat leaver even cares?” Nora questions.  “Not everyone gets so easily obsessed with things that they come across on a random subway.”

“Or maybe they’re missing their very precious hat and would appreciate my efforts to reunite them.”

“Not everyone cares a ridiculous amount about their hats – by the way, have you replaced that old ratty one you’ve been wearing yet?”

He hadn’t 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 wasn’t 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 – even had a note attached to the hat that said, ‘Am I your hat, if so please tell me’.  

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. 

It was not one of his better ideas.

After that, June suggested that he make a post a twitter – probably because she knew he’d 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. 

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. 

At the point where he was with June at some event that he’s actually supposed to speak at, he can’t help saying, “I need to figure this out.”

“You know, I doubt the hat leaver as you call them even cares about the hat.  If they’re fancy enough to have it monogrammed, they probably would’ve bought or made another one by now,” June offers.

“No, I don’t think they would’ve, but even if they did, I have to figure out who owns this hat.”

“Technically, it’s owned by you –”

“It’s borrowed by me.”

“– it’s been a week, baby bro, you’re not going to find a random person searching for their hat.  It’s yours now.”

Alex huffs but doesn’t 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 can’t 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 aren’t 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 hadn’t exactly gotten along previously (despite the thawed ice after their near-miss with Prince Phillip’s wedding cake – 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. 

It only took one – the first. 

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 wasn’t really his fault – how was he to know?).  They had agreed to be neutral, but that didn’t mean they were friends.

In the few times since they’ve managed polite conversation, but they still didn’t interact much, and he didn’t know what he was going to do for three days while he supposedly showed him around the city. 

When he voices this thought, June, who’s standing beside him, teases, “Maybe he’ll help you search for the hat leaver?  You could go on an adventure searching for hat leaver with you.”

Alex groans.  “I need better friends.”

June just laughs as they pull up. 

***

Alex waits and accepts a handshake from Henry, who pauses, hand still in his, and says, “Is that my hat?”

“Your hat?” Alex questions.  “What – how?  This is a hat I’ve been trying to find the owner for – for a week now, who lost it in New York City…”

 “I – er – I live in New York City now.  I lost my hat a week ago.  I think that’s it.”  Henry lets out a laugh.  “I saw your tweet, and you wearing it during your speech, but I didn’t realize until now…”

Alex takes it off as Henry lets go of his hand.  He runs his thumb over the emblem.  Now, it made sense – it’s H over the royal insignia for the British royal family.  “I can’t believe – I’ve been trying to find the hat leaver since I found it – it’s yours…”

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.

“Henry says it’s his hat,” Alex states.  “I told you I would find them.”

“Technically, he found you,” June states.  “Are you sure that it’s 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.”

Alex glares at her as Beatrice laughs. 

“I like you – older sister privileges, teasing their younger brothers.”  She winks back at Henry before asking, “Did you make him dress up in dresses when you were little, too?”

June doesn’t hesitate to confirm as Alex and Henry both yell, “Hey!” “OI!”, but it doesn’t matter because they’re both running off leaving their brothers alone and embarrassed. 

“So… you’ve been searching to return the hat?” Henry asks.  “Why?”

Alex looks down at the hat.  “Oh, uh, I don’t know, really.  It was just… I’ve had the same hat for a long time… if my hat could talk … it would basically be able to tell my life story… well, it’s winter story anyway.  And I – 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.”

Henry smiles, softly at him.  “I do.  Actually.”

Alex looks up, half expecting him to be mocking Alex’s thought about hats, but he isn’t.  He seems genuine. 

“I’ll tell you my hat’s story, if you tell me yours?” he offers.

“Sounds brilliant.”

***

He does show Henry his quarters before they go back to Alex’s room, and share stories about their hats.  Alex’s 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 – jointly.  It’s dumb to hold onto it, he thinks, but somehow, Henry assures him it isn’t. 

“Sometimes, we like to hold onto the past … and this is a piece of a past that you don’t want to let go of…”

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. 

So that hat did have a story behind it.  

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 hat’s point of view allowed them to not feel like they were bearing their souls to one another despite not really being friends. 

Well, except…

“I suppose we can call ourselves friends, now, after this, yeah?” Alex asks, as the night comes to a close.  They have places to visit tomorrow, and it’ll at least be nice to feel like it’s less of a duty and more of something fun he can do with a new friend who’s not an asshole. 

Henry pauses in his doorway.  “Perhaps we could be more?”

“More?” 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.  He’d 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). 

“I know it would probably be a lot to date me, but if you’d like to …”

“… go out sometime?” Alex finishes.  “Yeah, I – I, uh, would.  Law school kicks my ass a lot, but uh, we have our couple of days now and uh, I would – would very much like to date you.”

“Good.”

Henry gives him another kiss, this one a bit deeper, but it’s interrupted by clapping, which jars them apart.

“Finally!” their sisters cheer, which suggests that they knew something that at least Alex didn’t, but he doesn’t find that he minds. 

“Do you mind?” Alex asks.  “We’re trying to have a private moment here.”

“In the middle of an open doorway where anyone can walk passed?” June teases.  “Yeah, real private.”

Alex rolls his eyes.  “Yeah, yeah.  Whatever, you already interrupted –”

“And now, I’m dragging my brother off for details,” 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.  “Tomorrow, then.”

“Tomorrow,” Alex calls after him.

He turns back to June, who pushes him back into his room and demands, “Details, dish.”

With a stupid grin on his face, he says, “If my hat could talk…”

***

A year later, Alex grins as he puts his hat in the pocket of his coat as he hangs it up.  It’d only been a week since their anniversary and Henry asking him to move in together, but he couldn’t help feeling at home already. 

It’d been a world wind of a year since he’d found Henry’s hat on the subway, but every day, he’s 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 it’s been perfect.

All thanks to a lost hat mishap.

Best mishap ever – totally worth it. 

[faggotwalkwithme]

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 > evil dead (+ other bruce campbell and/or sam raimi stuff) > twin peaks > british comedy shows (taskmaster, the mighty boosh, nevermind the buzzcocks other greg davies and noel fielding stuff)

other stuff i'll definitely still be posting about: -> doctor who -> alternative subcultures (mostly goth and punk) -> re-animator and other horror movies/other jeffrey combs stuff!!

also, i'm in a band! we're @knees-mean-nothing, give us a follow :)

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! and plz, if u ship minors and adults, block me

bruce campbell dni ❌❌❌👿👿

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

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

[star4daisy]

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 sfm🖤

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 it’s 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

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

The Other Evans Girl [Part Nineteen]

Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauder’s 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: 9006

Rating: Mature

Summary: Hogwarts is a safe haven, a home for many, but it’s 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, Marauder’s 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 Potter’s Mansion // Daisy’s Dress // NYE Lily’s Dress // NYE Daisy’s Dress // Lily’s Ring // Daisy’s Ring

Notes: Okay so I’ve been working on updating this and I’ve finally gone through all the chapters already written before I start writing more. It’s changed a lot so I’ve decided it’s just better to completely re-upload it.  

If you want tagging let me know

LINK TO AO3 // LINK TO PINTEREST // 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 they’d stepped off the train, she’d 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 wasn’t too bad. It was a little shop but it catered to the needs of the whole village and she didn’t doubt she’d prefer sitting at a desk to what Lily was doing, watching kids splash each other and chastising spotty teens who’d 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 wasn’t 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 hadn’t really worried about it, not until his replies to her letters had stopped, even more so when he’d 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 wasn’t 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 wouldn’t have been bothered but even for a manager Sharon had an air of superiority that Daisy couldn’t gel with.

‘Hiya!’ she said as she waltzed through the shop, heading towards the back room as Daisy muttered a ‘hello’ in return. When she reappeared she stood by Daisy’s 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, ‘how’s the shift been? Sorry I’m late by the way, I had to take Brian to the dentist.’ ‘It’s okay,’ she shrugged, ‘I mean I’ve hardly been rushed off my feet.’ ‘Yes well I’m sure there’s been enough to keep you busy,’ 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 didn’t 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 didn’t 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 couldn’t 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 she’d 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 she’d 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.

‘Padfoot, is it you?’ she said, stepping a touch closer. Of course the dog didn’t 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 wasn’t slowing. In fact he only slowed as they to closer to the church, the ajar door creaking open further as he pushed inside, ignoring Daisy’s hisses at him to stop. She ran inside after him yet as she got there she found the place deserted.

‘Sirius!’ she hissed as she ran down the aisle looking down each pew trying to find him, ‘Sirius where are you!?’ ‘Well you’ll not find me standing at the end of an altar,’ 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 didn’t 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 wasn’t 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 hadn’t 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 hadn’t brushed it in a couple of days and his lip looked as if it was healing from being busted.

‘Sirius, what the hell’s going on!’ 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 couldn’t stop, ‘what are you doing here? Did something happen? I’ve been so worried about you! I mean I wrote to James but-’ ‘Are you going to give me a chance to answer?’ 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, ‘first of all I’m sorry I got you worried. I couldn’t really respond much.’ ‘James said your mum sometimes stops you,’ Daisy murmured. ‘Kind of,’ Sirius said, ‘she 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.’ ‘Yeah I was but I’m more worried now,’ she said, ‘what are you doing here?’ ‘Well, that’s sort of a long story,’ he said. Daisy raised her brow waiting for him to continue. Sirius sighed, ‘okay, 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 mummy’s favourite child so it wasn’t that bad. But then the social season arrived.’ ‘Social season?’ Daisy asked. ‘Yeah, it’s the same every year. Boring posh pureblood families hosting dinner parties on a rotation. Sure enough they’re hosting at ours and spouting the same disgusting politics and pure-blood mania they always do except it was different this year,’ 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.

‘Why?’ she asked quietly. ‘I mean they always talk about stuff like that but this time was different. Less benign chatter and more like propaganda,’ he admitted, ‘I mean some of their friends didn’t want to know. Happy to spout ludicrous views so long as they didn’t need to put any meaning to it but not all of them did. Pretty soon I realised what they were doing…’ ‘What?’ Daisy asked, confused. ‘Recruiting,’ he said darkly. ‘Recruiting for what?’ she asked, the idea of an impending war flashing back into her brain. ‘Him. ‘He who must not be named’ or whatever rubbish he’s calling himself these days,’ Sirius said grimly. ‘Who is he?’ she asked. ‘A dark wizard, really dark. He wants power, to rule the entirety of wizarding kind, and to do that he needs allies…and well that’s my parents and their friends,’ Sirius said. ‘What they’re his followers?’ Daisy asked incredulously. ‘Yeah, ‘death eaters’ is what they call themselves but I prefer utter pillocks,’ he scoffed. ‘So they’re trying to get others involved?’ she said. ‘Not trying, they’re succeeding,’ Sirius said gloomily, ‘that’s why I left.’ ‘You left?’ Daisy gasped, ‘what like for good?’ ‘I’d 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-’ ‘What like the actual guy?’ Daisy asked, cutting him off. Sirius nodded and replied, ‘yeah, shrouded in all black cloaks and acting like the bloody Queen of England. You should’ve seen the way they fawned over him, binding themselves to him and vowing they’d do whatever he needed to further their cause. Dais it was horrible.’ ‘I bet,’ she whispered. ‘And 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 cause…that’s when I knew I had no choice. I had to get out of there,’ he said firmly, and though he seemed firm in his decision she couldn’t help but notice the sadness in his voice. Even if he didn’t like them at the end of the day they were his family.

‘So you came here?’ she asked. ‘Well it wasn’t my first option,’ he admitted, ‘but only because I knew the Potter’s wouldn’t mind if I went there. So I packed my shit and went to James’. ‘So why aren’t you there?’ she said, confused. ‘I’d forgot my jacket,’ he admitted sheepishly, ‘I’d 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 wasn’t having it, spouting the same rubbish at me that my parents do. He’s 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 weren’t exactly devastated but the shame of having a disgrace for a son earned me quite the blinder off my dad,’ he said gesturing to his lip.

‘So you left?’ she said. ‘Yeah, I couldn’t 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 Potter’s and I had no cash so I transformed and started walking,’ he shrugged. ‘You walked all the way here? From where?’ she asked. ‘London,’ he said simply. ‘That’s like a hundred miles,’ she said agog. ‘It’s not too bad a walk as a dog,’ 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 wouldn’t see how she was worriedly assessing his condition.

‘So,’ she said, fiddling with a hole in his jeans as she asked, ‘how did you find me?’ ‘Well, I knew you lived in Cokeworth so I headed up here and hung out as Padfoot for a bit. Presumed you’d show up at some point and I spotted you walking into town and heading into the post office so I figured I’d hang about for when you came out,’ he said. ‘That was like seven hours ago!’ she said looking up in shock, ‘why didn’t you just come and see me?!’ ‘I mean I couldn’t exactly walk in as a massive dog now could I?’ he said. ‘Well yeah but you could’ve come in as yourself,’ she countered. ‘I figured once you saw me you’d want an explanation and given you were in your work uniform I guessed it should probably wait,’ he said, ‘don’t worry it’s not been too bad.’ ‘I’m glad,’ she said, ‘so…what’s the plan?’ ‘Well I’d wondered if I could stay with you…just for the night for some food and a place to sleep and then I’ll head on up to James’. He doesn’t live too much further on but I’m knacked,’ he admitted. ‘I’m not surprised! But of course, you can,’ she said, ‘I mean I might have to work around my parents but we can sort it out I’m sure.’ ‘Ace,’ he said. ‘Come on,’ she said standing up and smoothing out her clothes, ‘I hope a ten-minute walk is enough time to think about what the hell we’re going to tell my parents.’

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‘How long?’ Daisy’s mum, Helen, said, eyeing her daughter suspiciously. ‘Just a day or two,’ Daisy said, trying to remain calm, ‘Sharon should be fine by then and he can go home.’ said. ‘I’m not sure Dais,’ 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 summer’s heat. On their walk home they’d discussed what they should tell Daisy’s parents and had promptly decided against the truth. One for fear they’d 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. ‘Oh mum please,’ Daisy said, trying to put as much pleading into her voice as she could, ‘she’s no one else to have him. He’s no trouble honestly.’ ‘Why do you even want to help her? You don’t even like Sharon,’ Lily asked sceptically as she came into the kitchen, watching her sister suspiciously. ‘She’s alright and besides she’s my boss it’s not like I could say no,’ 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. ‘Fine he can stay,’ Helen sighed, pulling her rubber gloves off and pointing at her youngest, mustering as much warning as she could as she added, ‘but as soon as Sharon is sorted he’s out of here okay?’ ‘Thank you, thank you, thank you,’ Daisy said running to her mum and cuddling her. ‘I mean it Dais,’ her mother said, holding her close before she pulled away. ‘I know, I know,’ Daisy said excitedly, beckoning Sirius in from the door, ‘come on Snuffles.’

Sirius bounded in through the back door and immediately heeled at Daisy’s 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.

‘Well, that was easy,’ he said, smiling at her as she turned around. Daisy giggled, climbing onto the bed beside him. ‘To be honest I can’t believe she bought it,’ she smiled, ‘I bloody hate Sharon.’ ‘I can tell,’ he chuckled, falling silent for a moment before he said, ‘thanks by the way. For letting me stay I mean.’ ‘Oh it’s nothing,’ she said waving him off, before adding seriously, ‘I’m just happy you’re out of there.’ ‘Me too,’ 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 they’d gotten on the bed.

‘Dais?’ Lily’s voice echoed through the wood, the door handle rattling a moment later, ‘why’s the door locked?’ ‘Um, I’m just changing,’ 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.

‘What’s up Lil?’ Daisy asked blasély, hanging on the door handle. ‘What’s going on?’ 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 sister’s bed. ‘What do you mean?’ Daisy asked, shutting the door behind her and moving to sit on the bed, Sirius instantly nuzzling into her side reassuringly though he couldn’t settle the way her heart was beating under her sister’s scrutinous gaze. ‘You know what I mean,’ Lily said, folding her arms across her chest, ‘what’s with the dog? Because there’s no way you would’ve done anything to help Sharon.’ ‘Well I’m just being a helpful colleague,’ Daisy shrugged. ‘Or you’re up to something,’ Lily reasoned. ‘And what could I possibly be up to?’ she scoffed. ‘I don’t know but I work with Brian, Sharon’s son,’ Lily said, watching the flash of panic on her sister’s face as she added, ‘and he’s not mentioned anything about her being unwell.’ ‘Well she’s not a death’s door,’ Daisy said, wondering how to skirt around this snag in her backstory. ‘He also doesn’t have a dog,’ Lily replied with an air of finality, ‘so, tell me what’s going on.’ Daisy sighed. There were many things she loved about Lily, admired even, but her penchant for being able to sniff out whenever Daisy wasn’t 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.

‘Okay, okay, I’ll tell you,’ she conceded, her fingers running through Sirius’ fur as she looked back at her sister, ‘but if I do you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone. Not even mum and dad.’ ‘Daisy you’re worrying me,’ Lily said panicked. ‘Please Lil, promise me you won’t tell a soul,’ Daisy repeated. Lily paused. She knew her sister wouldn’t tell her if she didn’t 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, ‘fine. I promise.’

‘Well I think it’s better if we show you,’ Daisy said, looking down at Sirius who lifted himself from where he had been laying, his head across her lap. ‘Show me what?’ Lily asked though she needn’t 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 redhead’s 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, ‘what the fuck?!’ ‘Bloody hell Lil not so loud,’ Daisy shushed, her eyes darting to the door as if her mum was going to come bursting in any second. ‘Don’t tell me to be quiet,’ Lily retorted, her mind still reeling, ‘your mate just appeared from dog form and I’m supposed to be quiet?’ ‘It’s not a big deal,’ Daisy reasoned. Sirius, knowing it wasn’t a good idea to jump in said nothing. ‘Not a big deal he’s an animagus!’ her sister replied, the last bit whispered as realisation set in. ‘Yeah, a secret animagus!’ Daisy replied through gritted teeth, ‘so shush!’ ‘Oh, even better he’s illegally here as an animagus! Are you trying to get us expelled or thrown in Azkaban for that matter!’ Lily asked. ‘Would you just let me explain?’ Daisy said exasperatedly. Lily looked between the pair of them and then took a seat on the chair by Daisy’s desk, her arms folded and her mouth in a tight line, reminiscent of McGonagall’s, before she said, ‘fine but it better be a bloody good explanation.’

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 Remus’ benefit, not failing to mention how much it had helped their friend greatly. She told them of what Sirius’ parents had been doing, how he’d had no choice but to flee and had spent days walking all the way to Cokeworth. She told her how she’d had to lie, how if her parents knew the truth they wouldn’t understand and they wouldn’t let him stay. All the while Sirius stayed silent, looking as downtrodden as he could muster to win the redhead’s 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 couldn’t 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.

‘So,’ she said as Daisy stopped, ‘you 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? ‘He’s got nowhere to go Lil! Please just let us do this for a day or two?’ Daisy pleaded, watching as Lily considered it carefully before she sighed and grumbled, ‘ugh fine.’ ‘Really?’ Daisy said with excitement. ‘Really. I mean I suppose it’s not Sirius’ fault that his parents are well you know,’ she said, throwing him a sympathetic look that he shrugged off. He didn’t need her to apologise for his parents, it wasn’t anything he hadn’t thought himself. Lily continued, ‘not that I condone breaking the law. Or not telling anyone you’ve left home. Or-’ ‘Well the breaking the law thing is an old issue,’ Daisy reasoned. Lily rolled her eyes. ‘Yeah and in my defence I was trying to tell the Potter’s I’d run away,’ Sirius said, ‘but I promise I’ll tell McGonagall once I’m back at school though maybe not about the animagi thing.’ ‘Well I suppose it’s better than nothing,’ Lily said wryly. ‘So he can stay then?’ Daisy said after a beat. Lily nodded. ‘And I won’t say anything to mum or dad but promise me you’ll be careful?’ Lily begged, ‘no making too much noise or getting lax with him being in the house. If they find out they’ll flip and I’m not being grounded over this.’ ‘I promise,’ Daisy said leaning forward off the bed so she could hug her sister. Lily hugged her back and then stood up. ‘Right, I’ll head downstairs and keep mum busy so you can sort yourselves out,’ she said, looking between the pair of them in a way that made Daisy’s heart thump again. Then she flounced out, shutting the door behind her and heading downstairs.

‘So,’ 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. ‘So,’ he said with a smile, moving back onto the bed so he was rested against the wall. Daisy perched on the edge of it. ‘What should we do? I mean we could play a board game or something?’ she said, fiddling with the bed sheet nervously, ‘or Lily’s got a few books she’ll lend us. We could even play cards, the muggle version of course I don’t have the magical version though I don’t know if you can even play exploding snap here. With it being magic and all-’ ‘I’m happy with whatever,’ Sirius said interrupting her rambling, causing her big green eyes to look at him, ‘it’s just nice to be a house where you don’t feel on tenterhooks all the time.’ ‘Yeah until we’re worrying about my parents or Lily barging in,’ she countered, clambering onto the bed beside him. He felt giant beside her, taking up more space than she’d anticipated in her tiny single bed though he was only half a foot taller than her. And yet she didn’t mind it. In fact she leant into him, her head resting on his shoulder gently.

‘Thanks by the way,’ he said after a moment of quiet. ‘For what?’ she asked quietly, staring at her crumpled work uniform strewn over the back of her chair. ‘For everything,’ he said earnestly, ‘it means a lot.’ ‘It’s not a big deal. I’d do anything for you,’ she said, her cheeks flushing in a way she was glad he couldn’t see as she added, ‘any of you lot. I mean you guys are my family you know.’ ‘The only family I’ve got,’ Sirius whispered.

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‘I don’t think that’s such a good idea,’ Helen said from her chair, watching her daughter over the top of her reading glasses with an apologetic gaze. ‘It’s only a couple of hours,’ Daisy pleaded. ‘But you’re on your own my love,’ Helen reason, ‘and your dad is more than happy to drive you.’ ‘No!’ Daisy said with a bit too much force, causing Sirius’ ears to prick up from where he’d been laying at her feet, pretending not to listen. This had been his life for the past three days. When he wasn’t following Daisy around in dog form, pretending to be the world’s most well-behaved canine, they were holed away in her room. Of course he hadn’t intended to stay this long but his idea of walking the rest of the way to James’ the day after he’d arrived had immediately been shot down by Daisy, and to his surprise Lily, who’d convinced him he might as well stay a few days and the pair of them go together up to the Potter’s as planned. And he was thankful he’d listened because even when it wasn’t ideal like the amount of time he spent in dog form, being snuck food in secret, or cramped in Daisy’s tiny bed to save sleeping on the floor it wasn’t 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 he’d had all summer. The only snag was that upon telling her mother her plans to head to the Potter’s on the train alone Helen had become worried, insisting her father drop her off given it wasn’t all that far.

‘What?’ Helen said exasperatedly, ‘oh Daisy don’t be so dramatic. It’s just that I don’t think it’s wise for a young girl to be getting the train on her own.’ ‘It’s not that far!’ Daisy protested. ‘Even so I don’t like the idea of you on your own love,’ Helen reasoned. ‘What if I take snuffles?’ Daisy asked, making Sirius raise his head up at the mention of his name. Helen glanced at the dog with a frown. ‘I don’t know if your boss will like him going with you I mean didn’t you say she’d want him back soon,’ 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 he’d mastered staying in form he grew weary of it after a while. And she didn’t 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.

‘She won’t mind, right Lil?’ 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, ‘what?’ ‘I said, I don’t think that Sharon would mind me bringing Snuffles to James’ for a bit,’ she said. ‘I don’t know, I don’t think it’s fair to Snuffles dragging him all that way,’ Lily goaded, smirking as Daisy’s face fell into a scowl, ‘I mean why doesn’t he just stay here? I’ll look after him.’ ‘Or,’ Daisy said, challenging her sister, ‘Snuffles could stay here and you could come with me! James said you’re 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 Mar’s because they were together.’ ‘Well, maybe if you both went that wouldn’t be so bad,’ Helen said, contemplating her daughter’s point. ‘I am not going to James Potter’s house,’ Lily said with disgust, narrowing her eyes at Daisy who widened hers threateningly. Lily sighed, ‘Dais is right mum. I mean I’m sure she’ll be fine on the train with a dog and Brian would probably even go and pick Snuffles up when they need him back.’ ‘Well, 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,’ Helen relented. Daisy leapt up and dashed over to hug her as her mum mumbled, ‘but you must call when you get there! And someone must meet you on the other platform!’ ‘Of course! I’ll go and write to James right now!’ 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, ‘she’s a nutter, that child of mine.’ ‘You don’t even know half of it,’ 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 Dad’s car as her mum waited by the front door, watching with a sad look though she smiled as Daisy turned around.

‘Now then,’ Helen said, placing her hands on Daisy’s shoulders as she stood in front of her, ‘promise me you’ll be careful.’ ‘I will,’ Daisy promised. ‘Don’t speak to any strangers or wander off. Just get on the train and off okay. And keep Snuffles close to you at all times,’ Helen said, ‘oh and make sure you ring once you’re at the other station okay?’ ‘Okay, okay,’ Daisy said, rolling her eyes. ‘I mean it, Dais,’ Helen said seriously, ‘I’m trusting you to be responsible. Getting to your friends and getting back to school.’ ‘James’ parents have sorted it all out,’ Daisy promised. ‘Well good,’ Helen said, ‘speaking of your friends I want you to promise me you’ll stay out of trouble this year okay? No funny business you hear me? You need to knuckle down, I don’t want any letters from the headmaster this year, okay?’ ‘I swear it,’ Daisy said, though she felt a nudge from Sirius’ wet snout that gave her the idea that wasn’t going to happen. ‘I’ll see you at Christmas, my love,’ 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. ‘Bye mum, love you,’ Daisy said. ‘Love you too sweetheart,’ 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 driver’s 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 Sirius’ head absentmindedly.

Fortunately it didn’t 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 it’s weight to bring it to the floor with a crash, Lily giggled.

‘Don’t laugh,’ Daisy smirked, ‘I don’t know how I’m going to get this lot to the train.’ ‘Don’t worry I’ll give you a hand,’ Lily said, rolling her eyes and grabbing one of the many items of baggage Daisy had with her. ‘Don’t be long Lil I’ve only got fifteen minutes free here,’ Alan called from the front of the car, leaning out of his window to look at the girls now standing on the pavement. ‘We won’t,’ Lily promised. ‘Bye Dad!’ 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. ‘Bye Dais,’ he said with a smile, ‘have a good term.’ ‘I will,’ Daisy promised. ‘And behave,’ he winked. ‘I will,’ Daisy giggled. ‘You’re home for Christmas this time right?’ he asked, Daisy nodded ignoring the twinge of guilt over missing last year, ‘see you at King’s Cross then eh?’ ‘See you then,’ 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 wasn’t 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, ‘can you go and sort our tickets out why I find somewhere to change?’ ‘Change?’ Lily asked, getting the hint as Daisy’s gaze flitted to the dog beside her, ‘oh change right. Yeah sure. Leave your stuff with me.’ ‘Not be long,’ Daisy said, before heading off in search of somewhere secluded. It didn’t 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. She’d barely been able to close the door behind them before he was transforming into himself, stretching his neck as though it was stiff.

‘Are you okay?’ she asked as he moved to the mirror, fluffing out his hair so it wasn’t in his eyes. ‘Yeah I’m fine,’ he said, smiling at her, ‘bloody warm in that car though.’ ‘I know,’ she said, ‘and sorry about my dad’s singing.’ ‘He’s got some pipes on him I’ll give him that,’ Sirius grinned. ‘A unique vocal style I’d say,’ she quipped. ‘Definitely though I wasn’t paying much attention. I was too focused on the ear scratch,’ he said with a grin that made her feel hotter than she had been in the car. ‘Come on Lil’ll be waiting,’ she said, thanking god she had an excuse to get out of there and stop her hands from sweating. Sirius didn’t 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, ‘come on you two your train will be here any minute.’

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 Daisy’s things on whilst the pair of them said goodbye.

‘Well, that’s you off then,’ Lily said, handing the tickets to her sister with a sad smile. ��Sure you don’t want to join us?’ Daisy said with a smirk. ‘Definitely not,’ Lily replied, wrinkling her face in disgust. ‘Fine, I guess I’ll have to settle for seeing you on the Hogwarts express yeah?’ Daisy grinned. ‘Yeah, I guess,’ Lily said, disappointment on her face. ‘C’mon Lil it’s not forever,’ Daisy reasoned, ‘besides you went to see Mar for practically the same amount of time.’ ‘I know, I know,’ Lily said, ‘I guess I just feel like we’ve barely seen each other this summer. I’ve been with Mar; you’ve had Sirius and well you’re away now. It’s not even like I have Sev to hang around with.’ ‘Like I said you can always come with,’ Daisy reasoned. Lily rolled her eyes, ‘and two weeks is nothing. First week back at school you’ll be sick of me I bet.’ ‘Probably,’ Lily giggled. As she spoke Sirius emerged at the train door, looking at the pair apologetically as he said, ‘Dais, we gotta go.’ ‘Coming,’ 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 Potter’s house.

Even though their route to James’ village wasn’t 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 didn’t 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 James’ 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 didn’t 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.

‘Oh, Daisy dear you look as if you’re dead on your feet!’ Euphemia said startling Daisy, who was tucked into Sirius’ side, her head on his shoulder, awake. ‘Oh, I’m okay,’ she said with a yawn. She felt Sirius’ body rumble with a chuckle next to her. ‘You can go to bed if you want Dais,’ James said. ‘Maybe you should all call it a night,’ Fleamont said, ‘I mean you’ve got a couple of weeks together after all.’ ‘Your father’s right James. Up to bed all of you,’ 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 she’d 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.

‘What’s up?’ he asked, stopping on the first step. James who was only one more further stopped too. ‘Nothing, I’m in the annexe tonight right,’ she said, gesturing to the long hallway where her bedroom was. ‘Oh yeah,’ Sirius muttered. ‘You know where it is right?’ James asked, realising in his excitement he’d forgotten to show her. ‘Yeah, through that door right?’ Daisy asked. ‘Yeah third one down,’ he nodded, ‘I can show you if you want.’ ‘Nah it’s okay I’ll find it,’ she smiled. ‘Are you sure you’re okay?’ Sirius asked worriedly, ‘sleeping out there I mean.’ ‘It’s not a third world country mate,’ James said rolling his eyes. ‘I know,’ Sirius said defensively, ‘it’s just a bit far from everyone isn’t it?’ ‘Daisy’s a big girl and I’m sure she’ll be okay,’ James said, unsure as to why the other boy was fussing so much. ‘James is right,’ Daisy smiled, ‘I’ll be fine.’ ‘See,’ James said, leaning forward to give Daisy a one-armed hug, ‘night Dais.’ ‘Night,’ 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, ‘night Pads.’ ‘Yeah, night,’ 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.

‘What was that about?’ James said the moment they were in his room, the door closed firmly behind them. ‘What?’ 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 he’d stolen off Daisy’s dad. ‘You asking Daisy if she was okay in the annexe,’ James said ‘I just thought she might be lonely out there, that’s all,’ he shrugged as he pulled out a pair of pyjamas. ‘You sure that’s all it was?’ James said with a raised eyebrow. ‘Yeah what else would it be,’ Sirius scoffed. ‘I don’t know. It just felt weird I mean-’ James reasoned but Sirius cut him off. ‘I said that’s all it was,’ 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 he’d played it as cool as possible. In fact the only time in the past month he’d felt like he wasn’t 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. He’d 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 James’ four poster in silence. James didn’t speak either, seemingly having taken offence at his friend’s 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 James’ breathing grew deeper signalling he’d fallen asleep. Sirius however couldn’t sleep. His eyes stung from tiredness but he couldn’t stop his mind from whirring. About his family, about the war, about Daisy, until finally he couldn’t cope and got out of bed and strolled to the window to look out. It wasn’t really dark yet, the summer’s 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.

‘Come in,’ Daisy said curiously, wondering who it could be though as the door opened she found Sirius standing hesitantly behind it. ‘Hey, everything okay?’ she said, watching as he hesitated before deciding to come in and perch at the end of her bed. Sirius nodded, though his expression didn’t support that. In fact he looked, nervous. And it worried her to ask, ‘are you sure?’ ‘Yeah,’ he said, swallowing hard before he said, ‘no…I don’t know.’

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 didn’t push. Over the time she had spent with him she had realised there was very little point to do so. She didn’t blame him, given the household he’d grown up in, getting his feelings out wasn’t 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.

‘You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,’ she said, ‘we can just sit here for a bit.’ ‘Nah it’s okay,’ he mumbled, ‘I guess I just feel confused.’ ‘About what?’ she asked, pulling back from where she’d 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. ‘Everything,’ he admitted, ‘I mean don’t get me wrong I’m glad I’m out of that place but I don’t feel right putting on James’ parents you know? I mean they assured me I was fine to stay here whenever I want especially until the end of school.’ ‘That’s what they wanted to speak to you about,’ Daisy concluded. ‘Yeah,’ he said, ‘and I get that they’re well-meaning and I love them for it. I just feel conflicted.’ ‘That’s understandable,’ she said, resting her head back against him, ‘but they love you like you’re theirs so it’s not a bad thing.’ ‘I guess,’ he shrugged, ‘it’s not just that…’ ‘What is it?’ she said looking at him, making his mouth dry up immediately the words he’d 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 he’d 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 didn’t. He couldn’t get the words out past his lips so he said, ‘I feel bad on you all the way out here. You know on your own and that.’ Daisy giggled loudly, ‘you’re conflicted about me having my own proper bed and sleeping in a room as big as my house! Oh, Pads don’t worry about me.’ ‘Haha,’ he mumbled, ‘yeah I guess you’re right…I just thought you’d be distraught not to have my snoring nearby.’ ‘Oh, I’m 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,’ she mushed. ‘I suppose when you put it like that,’ he said, getting up, ‘I suppose I better leave you to it.’ ‘Only if that’s all you wanted to speak about?’ she asked, quirking her eyebrow. Sirius nodded. ‘Yeah, I’ve got it all off my chest,’ 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 she’d have let him he would’ve stayed there all night but eventually she pulled away, forcing him to stand back up.

‘Night Pads,’ she said with a smile as she pushed herself back into the bed and got settled. ‘Night Dais,’ 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 she’d somehow put him at ease. As always.

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i have a bit of texas au but life has been Real lately so i haven’t worked on her in a bit (and can’t fully recall if i’ve posted this before super sorry)

Helena walks into the living room and all three heads turn toward her. She smiles, but it doesn’t look like her normal smile. Everyone’s acting strange, and Evan can’t place why. “Ah! You’ve met Evan. He’s our new neighbors’ son and Eddie’s new friend. I just got off the phone with his mother, actually, she wants you home for dinner soon, Evan.”

Evan frowns in confusion. “She-?”

and it’s not of much interest to anyone here but lately i’ve been thinking a LOT about an original story of mine so i have a little bit of that too 🫣

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.

“Please,” she whispers, the word broken with a sob. Naith’s 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.

“We need to go,” he says quietly, dropping her hand.

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