#I saw you creampuff

[a-chuffed-floating-panda]

Manifesting a good day tomorrow.

Manifesting that I don’t have the opening shift on Monday (it’s probably one of my favourite shifts to work because I don’t talk to many people then)

Manifesting decent sleep, energy and life joy 🥲

(One chapter left. I have one chapter left until I hit 40. One. 🥲😫 then I can properly start on the yangvik idea that’s been throwing parties in my head for the last month.)

“You have another one?” Yangchen briefly glanced down at the large, worn, and soft looking lemur plush she hugged in her arms. “This is Cho,” her distant stare from before returned. It felt as though she was staring through him when he laid down on the floor across from her. “Cho is nice and soft. She doesn’t shed. You don’t have to worry about getting a mouth full of fur.“

There was a hidden joke there, somewhere, but Kavik wasn’t quick enough to grab it and store it for later. Flung out of the window just like Pik had been… tragic

[dabi-drift]

I started writing this and got obsessed with Twisted Wonderland. I may have lost the plot.

Mash Burnedead x Reader (Mashle: Magic and Muscles):

Love was a feature of life that Mash needed you to unlock. You introduced him to it, to a kind that's just for you. He couldn’t feel this way for anyone else. You must've tied the red string to his finger, to make him yours before fate intervened. 

Even if it's by spell or by potion, you're so unbelievably beautiful to him. If you reached for divinity, you'd find a place for yourself at once, but you're the only god in his pantheon.

Sometimes he thinks about this too much, but just know that you're always on his mind, even when he's not listening to you.

Meeting you was the only time he'd ever wished for magic. He saw your angelic camouflage, and then he saw behind it, and he still wanted you. But you're a double-liner, in a world where magic matters more than people. But you know that the status quo isn't always right, and you don't judge him for what he can't control. That feels different against the backdrop of love.

Pops has a suit ready for your wedding.

He doesn’t realise how much he talks about you, until his friends point it out. And he has to ask, what does it mean to like someone? He has no experience and no tact, so he asks Lemon for advice. But she's still upset that he asked her for another plush so he'd know what you looked like as a creampuff.

That made being her roommate very awkward.

A barrier isn't a barrier to Mash; he'll break them all to follow the whispers of his heart.

But romance is a language you'll have to teach him. He keeps his eyes open when he kisses you, and he hugs you like it's the last time you'll ever let him. He swears your hugs can heal him, but maybe he just likes how you feel when you laugh.

[kyloherrera]

How would MASHLE boys react to you eating icecream in a erotic way in front of them.

cw. Slighty suggestive, fluff, blowjob, fem!reader, chocking

an. omg, friends my first post of mashle. well nothing to say I love this anime but love more mash so probaly a fic, and a series and more are coming soon! Also remember to like, comment, reblog, follow for more mash content. It really makes the difference <3. Also I will write based on the character as we see him in the anime cause' i havent read the manga.

ft. mash, lance, finn, dot, abel, rayne, abyss

MASHLE MASTERLIST & MASHLE TAGLIST

#MASH!

When he saw you eat your icecream like that he just make a confusse expression, he didn't understand you, so he titled his head a little, he raised his hand to ask you but instead of that he thought that you we're licking it like that because it was the most delicious icecream in the world, so he licked it but then he didn't find the answer. "I don't understand, why are you licking it like it? creampuffs taste way better than this." You just blushed and looked away, ashamed that he didn't notice, but then you heard the rest of the comment and sigh, it was mash just being mash.

#FINN!

When you where in your date you two bought icecreams, and finn invited you, since you have never try sex you taught that this was an opportunity to turn him on, and an extra point was that you were wearing something that let him see a peak of your boobs, of course when he noticed he couldn't help but look away with a red face. So you started seductively eating the icecream to then let the drops fall in your boobs, finn just look like he was a tomato, when he saw you do that, but then he looked at you and said. "y-you are doing it wrong" He said while turning away. and just answer him, "I know baby."

#LANCE!

When you decided to tease him, you weren't hoping it will turn out the way it did. Lance decided to make icecreams for your birthday party and you decided to use this opportunity to tease even tought it were in all of front of your friends. You started to lick the tip of the icecream has it were the tip of his dick. Lance gaze's didn't moved from you from all the party with a cold deadly grin, he was planning on how to get revenge for provoking him and make his the fabric of his boxer thight in such a pressure he couldn't handle, of course he trained a lot his patience when he teached his friends so he could hold a little bit but when the pressure was way too much he excused himself to go to the bathroom and jack off. You just smiled in such a satisfactory and cocky way, and Dot noticed what you too where doing, but you couldn't care less, but after Lance came back he cryied to him that he was too lucky to get such a beautiful girl to get him to tease him like that and by the way you licked your icecream you were such a goddess. That made Lance to give him the most deadly gaze and to even lift his wand ready to attack him, if he weren't for Lemon your room will probably end up a mess and destroyed. After your party he make you choke in his dick so bad that the only thing you could think off was his cock. And he even slap you when you were talking or smiling because he wanted to erase that cocky smile from your face.

#DOT!

You two were alone on a summer date and because of that you brought a strapless and u-shaped t-shirt giving him a peak of your boobs, he tryied to look other way that weren't your boobs but he couldn't help and he tought he was making it discrete but the reality is that anyone has notice that the first part that he looked at were your boobs. After that he bought you an icecream because that was his manual of dates said and you with an evil grin, just started to licking it with like it was a dick, Dot just try to articulate words but a redness cover his face and someblood started to fell under his nose . "You.. You, a-are d-oing it w-wro-ong" He said while looking away and lowering his tshirth with his hand so you couldn't notice the erection. "I know" you just smiled at him. You then choke on your icecream like you were chocking on a dick even though everyone was looking at you but you couldn't care less. Then he started shaking his head up and down, hitting himself with his hand. "It can be its just like in the porn movies." He said to himself and you couldn't help but laugh and whisper him "exactly." he just fell to the ground and said again to himself "Know I can die in peace" He said to just close his eyes and play dead.

#ABEL!

You two where in a date, and it was weird to no see abyss with him but he told you that you wanted some alone time with you, and you told him that you wanted and icecream and he almost bought all of the flavors that were avaible, until you told him that it wasn't neccesary. Then you too seat on a bank togheter and you started to lick it, it was your opportunity to turn him on since he had never been horny. So you made circles around the tip of the ice cream and he just looked at you confused. "What are you doing?". "Nothing you wouldn't like" You answer him. And after you two were at the school he make you swallow and lick his dick exactly the same.

#ABYSS!

You were sitting on a bank with him icecream on your hand, and you were holding hands, he had a slighty blush on his face since he had never experience love or physical touch before. But then you started to turn things naughty, he just looked away while you eating the icecream in such a seductive way that you could seduce anyone, he just looked away face more red. But you could notice his hand holding you tighter. But then he notice the bulge over his pants and look at you. "My lady can you stop?." He looked away a face more red. "Because if you don't I don't know if I am gonna be able to hold myself."

#RAYNE!

Since he was a divine visionary, he was very busy so dates with him were every one or two months, every two months it was a cute date and every one month was a date to just fuck you, but it came one time when he take you out to the cinema, a place in which you can both have some privacy, he was a wealthy man so he bought you anything you want even an icecream. You then started the movie and even though you weren't trying to provoke him, but the led noices were turning him on. So then he grabbed your chin and make you look at him, to then whisper. "Such a lewd girl, doing all of this because she is desperate of tasting his master's cock, want master to choke you on his cuck in front of all these people?" You just say no with your head, you didn't want to damage all of his reputation. He just choke you with his hand "Don't tell me what to do bunny, a pet doesn't get a saying on this." You could feel your legs already going weak as the way his voice ring in your ear. So he just take you the bathroom and make you suck his cock while he chocked you feeling his cock down you throat.

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[susiephone]

carmilla the webseries premiered 10 years ago today. the fandom that consumed me from ages 16 to 20. the first show i saw with a majority queer cast. the first show i saw with a non-binary character, let alone a lead. the first piece of media i saw with a lesbian love story at the center.

following the show in real time was such a trip. like there were the bad parts - lots of shipping wars, inane discourse, some questionable writing choices, and a pretty explosive fanbase, for better and for worse. but seeing the show grow from a small, basic, niche webseries to a 3-seasons-and-a-movie show with new sets, fight choreography, an expanded cast, upgraded special effects, and a thriving fanbase was remarkable. so were all the actors. all the performances were great (shoutout ESPECIALLY to annie briggs for the last scene in s2, and elise bauman for the giraffe shirt episode - if you know you know). i wrote so much fanfic for the show and got so deeply invested in all the fan theories, headcanons, and the gloriously insane community that was the creampuffs.

thank you, carmilla 🧛‍♀️💖🏳️‍🌈

[gabithefanwriter]

Crash the Wedding, Kidnap the Bride, Simple Plan

Edgin x Female Reader

I watched this movie back in April okay? Don’t hate me lmao

I shook my head, feeling the emotions overwhelm me. I wanted to cry so badly, but I had to stand strong.

I made a promise. I couldn’t break it, but still...

I wanted to be with my real family, not this one that makes plans for me. I am a Princess, and I could never be a free soul, even as I learned the ways of becoming a cleric. I still had to say goodbye to Doric, to Simon, Holga, Kira and Edgin.

Edgin.

I hated myself for it. The heartbroken yet surprised looks they had all given me for revealing who I was, who I truly was.

The large white gown stood like a creampuff around me. I anted to tear it all off, but I stood still as my handmaidens placed on my tiara and my veil, handing me the bouquet full of daisies. I looked in the mirror and saw the necklace that I had to hide soon.

A necklace in the shape of a forget-me-not. My favourite flower.

I still hated myself for falling for the bard. The thief, the father of the little girl who I began to consider as my own. 

Why did I have to fall for Edgin of all people?

“Your Majesty,” I turned to a guard who nodded his head, “It’s time.”

My time as a maiden was almost up. Soon, I was to be wed to the Prince of another nearby kingdom. One I despised.

I felt my heart ache as I slowly made my way towards the great hall. I had to fight the urge to cry. I was doing this for my kingdom. For my people. I would lose my happiness for everyone I held dear, doing everything they wanted. 

But for now, I could only smile as I gently touch the necklace before going, taking in the feeling of freedom for only a little bit longer before it completely slips through my fingers.

***************

I was walking down the aisle, my veil hiding my look of defeat. I could see him there, smiling as if I were a prize to be won. I bit my lip as I finally made my way towards him, gently stepping on the podium. The priest was there, and I felt my freedom slowly slip away. I couldn’t hear the priest, I couldn’t focus on the prince before me, all I thought about was Edgin. His sweet, bright colourful and full of mischief eyes. Edgin, the bard who sang to me when I needed it, the man who showed me true freedom, who I had chased away after I revealed my identity to protect them. 

Edgin, the man I wanted to actually marry.

“If anyone objects to this union, speak now or forever hold your peace...”

“I OBJECT!”

My eyes turned and I saw him there, the doors falling closed behind him, throwing him forward. I swore I heard him mutter something along the lines of “that wasn’t how I planned it but sure I guess”. He then looked up to me, and I felt my heart race at the look he gave me. “I object to this wedding.”

I didn’t dare fight the smile that slowly creeped up on my lips, even as my eyes held worry as I stared, “Edgin, what are you-?”

“I don’t want you to marry anyone, Y/n,” he began softly, making his way to me as I slowly got down to meet him halfway, holding his face in my hands. He continued, “I only want you to marry me, because you’ve made me so happy in ways I thought I’d never feel again. I want to be by your side, and I want you by mine, because I love you, Y/n/n. You matter so much to me.”

I smiled, a stray tear falling down my cheek, “I love you too, Edgin.”

I wanted to kiss him, but I felt myself get ripped away from his hold. “Edgin - NO! EDGIN!”

He outstretched a hand to reach me, but the guards pulled us away from each other, and I couldn’t help but thrash against them. I was brought to stand with my betrothed as Edgin was held by the guards, looking at my father. “You - YOU BARD! I told you to leave my daughter alone!”

“You are a thief!” The prince cried out, “Trying to steal my bride!”

Edgin only smirked, “I confess: I am a bard, a talented, good-looking one, and I confess that yes, I am a thief, but I didn’t try to steal your bride. I already stole her heart,” his eyes met mine with a mischievous glint, “So it’s only fair I steal the rest of her from you.”

I looked up and saw Simon and Holga and before I knew it, chaos was everywhere. My hand was caught and then dragged away, and I only saw the giant distractions they added, including smoke and thievery of jewels. I looked up to see who held my hand, smiling as I realised it was Edgin. I paused only to rip off the giant skirt and continued running with him. Keeping a fair distance, I saw the horses and quickly jumped up, grabbing the reins as I settled into the seat and galloped away from the church. I saw Simon and Holga catching up, and I laughed, letting out a yell of delight. 

I was free. 

I turned to look at Edgin with a giant grin on my face after we slowed to a walk. His smile mirrored mine. 

We soon reached the house where I saw Doric and Kira. I happily jumped off the horse and ran to an already sprinting Kira, throwing herself in my arms. I smiled and picked her up. “Hey kiddo.”

She squeezed me even tighter, and I felt tears running down her face, dripping onto my neck. “I thought you left for good.”

I didn't fight to remove the smile from my face, my own tears slipping as I just embraced her. "I'm here, Kira, I'm here to stay."

She slowly pulled away, "Good, because as much as I missed you, dad missed you even more."

I felt my cheeks warm up, along with the ends of my ears, nervously biting my lip as I turned to see everyone going in the house.

****

Dinner had ended hours ago, stars beginning to shine through as I stayed there, on the roof of the house.

I was finally free.

My mind wavered back to my wedding, when Edgin told me he loved me.

"Enjoying the view?"

I turned my head to see him, smiling as he sat beside me. I looked back at the stars, smiling. "Yes, I really am."

We sat there, just staring until I decided to finally break the tension. "Did you mean what you said?"

Edgin turned to face me, "Huh? You mean back at the church?"

I nodded, and I saw a smile break onto his lips. He caressed my cheek, my heart beginning to race as I felt him get closer. "I do. I love you, Y/n. I never thought I could love again after..."

After Kira's mother. His wife.

I went to cup his cheeks, smiling at him reassuringly. "I love you too, Edgin. Really, I do."

I finally let our lips connect, and it felt perfect, as cheesy as it sounded. Fireworks erupted in my chest as I brought myself closer and closer, until there was barely any room left. I was free, I was with my family, I was with the love of my life.

Nothing could ruin this moment for me.

After we separated, his eyes were full of love, until he asked a question, a look of worry.

"Will the guards be after you?"

I thought about it, "Possibly. I'm unsure, but there is a possibility."

I heard Edgin groan, and I couldn't help but laugh. "That's what happens when you rescue a princess-cleric and steal her from a wedding."

"Are you complaining though?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow with a smirk. I shook my head. "Not one bit."

[belphegor-the-tendon]

(Hi if you saw me post this previously, no you didn't, the format fucked up)

Tldr of the previous post: I had a conversation with my sibling and it involved an apparent situation where HH fans were saying Lucifer could solo Gojo (I have no idea if this is true since I'm not a HH fan and don't interact with it, but if it is, that's funny-) I have zero interest in power scaling, but, I do have one question....

I'm being serious, which one of these are the bigger creampuff

(stupid thing under the cut cause I think it's funny)

[baelpenrose]

Nihilus Rex 33: Evasions and Reversals

This chapter has a couple things: first off, it was my chance to do something I have always wanted to do and play with the idea of secret identities from the villain end, especially when you can use conspiracy theory gaslighting as part of your cover. It also sets up an ongoing gag with Nils and Lash being...well, you'll see. CW for a very long chain of kink jokes.

Co written as always by the brilliant @canyouhearthelight I apologize for the late posting, I was very busy last night and didn't get to posting this.

No stone left uncovered

Out by the light of the moon

Hell will be coming soon

Yeah hell will be coming soon

Toby Lightman, “Long, Hard Day”

Nils

The local chatter was more and more frantic about an FBI agent with a whole lot of warrants showing up. Fortunately a bunch of the men had already been signaled to destroy their hard drives and utilize intelligent VPNs to prevent detection - thank God I’d thought ahead. Still, it was a stalling tactic, because that level of organization would make her take the problem more seriously, not less, meaning we’d eventually have a bigger problem on our hands with the Feds. I was eventually going to need to give her a patsy of some kind, and ideally find a way of convincing her it tied up cleanly.

Weasel, maybe. 

No, for all that he was a pasty little bitch, I didn’t know that anyone would buy he was a…hm. Actually. Hang on, that was a thought. The key though, was that if he was alive when discovered he might roll over on me and Lash and that would be a problem. Dead, he couldn’t talk, and making sure he died first -  ideally by suicide so that it looked like he’d aced himself when the jig was up - would be a trick.  

Convincing her that there was in fact an angry incel who was furious that all the hot girls were going out with nonwhite guys because feminism had given them standards, or whatever, might do it, but that required that it be believable he’d orchestrated the attack - and maybe, maybe it was believable for him to have hacked the banks but not for him to have gotten other guys to go shoot the place. Unless he was using a fake….No, wait. I wasn’t going to let him be fake-me. Not even to get the fibbies off my trail. Instantly I saw another problem. If the Feds arrested anyone for this, there would be a percentage of the population I needed to win over that would see that person as the actual actor in the situation, meaning that I - or my more dramatic persona, Nihilus Rex - would lose credibility, which in turn killed my momentum. 

Fuck. 

I remembered, ruefully, when I thought any part of this would be simple. 

I finally stood up from my desk, glancing at the clock and realized that I’d been setting up proxy networks and trying to figure my way out of this for the better part of four hours. I glanced at my phone, realized Bishop had texted, and called him back. 

“Goddamnit, Creampuff, what’d I say about calling me?”

“Good morning to you too, Bishop.”

“It’s afternoon.”

“Good afternoon to you too, Bishop. What did you text me about?”

“Your psychopath.”

“Yeah, what about him?”

“Check what he did on the boards.”

“Oh…” Resigning myself to a truly miserable day, I hung up and looked at whatever the hell Gray had gotten up to, and found, to my surprise, that it actually wasn’t…that bad? Or well, it was bad but in a useful way instead of the kind of bad that I was going to have to fix. There were now indicators of radicalization happening somewhere else, flaring up, using terminology that didn’t mirror ours.

“Ruckus in the east, war in the west…” I muttered. Could have done it a bit differently, but if the FBI was going to look one way or another…might as well split up their focus. Now, to see what we could do about starting a few more fires, since the stochastic terrorism on a few other fronts was getting just a little too obnoxious for my tastes.  Or, at least a little too one-sided.

Westboro Baptist Church - famously homophobic, famously hateful to veterans and their families, famously hateful to gays, famously just awful. That was something to deal with - I put a pin in the idea of building a botnet for SWATTING a target. 

Then I left the room, still trying to think of what I’d do with the FBI agent. Honestly, the Weasel thing was probably the best solution, I just had to make sure I knew a way of foreshadowing it to the crowd - maybe by proxy, ensuring everyone knew or memetically believed, that Nihilus Rex wasn’t an incel, thus when someone was arrested with connections (even fabricated ones) to that network, no one who I needed to win over or maintain credibility with would believe it.

The issue of course was that doing THAT required, frankly, sexualizing my persona more than I wanted to and in ways that did not appeal to me. Even more precisely, it required some ability to publicly link that persona with sexual…

Goddamnit. 

Here I was trying to avoid going public before I was ready, but…wait. Another option was slithering its way through my mind already. A whole lot of people were already linking the “heroes of the hour” from as the potential badasses behind a whole lot more - but no one, definitely not the FBI, were considering that as anything more than rumor - and I was being excruciatingly careful to keep it that way, push the narrative that it was just a conspiracy in a way that made a lot of people convinced it was our cover story and would keep law enforcement away.

Meanwhile, we could…

Okay. Okay. Me and Lash could definitely afford to go out walking publicly, being obviously into each other, being visible, but maybe - crank up the obvious. Lean into some of the activist look. Make it less subtle what scenes we were playing in. Signal to those who were paying attention and slide under the radar for those who weren’t.

Then hand over Winston as a patsy and make sure he was dead by the time the FBI actually got him. That would work. 

I picked up the phone and dialed Lash.

“Hey. There’s supposedly a party on campus in a few days. How do you feel about going with me?”

“Depends,” she answered, slightly distracted. “LAN party, college party, rave…?”  Suddenly she whisper-shouted “Yes, it’s Nils. Yes, I’ll tell him you said hello. Yes, he’s eating.” A sound like a door closing abruptly clicked. “Mama says hello.”

“Your mom’s great.” I said, then paused. “It’s more of a college party than anything. And it’s a ‘work-opportunities' party. A ‘you-and-I-there-on-a-date-party,’  An ‘us being there publicly in this capacity is beneficial to our plans in ways we ought to discuss in person’ party.’”

“Sounds like a great idea.  Just let me know when so I can have Fatima come by while I’m gone.” 

“This Friday night. I only just got the invitation.” Please, love, get the hint that this idea just happened. 

“That’s plenty of time,” she laughed. “I was worried it was in, like, an hour.  Anyone I know going to be there?”

Yep, she got the message.  “A few of our classmates from Econ, a bunch from Polisci. A bunch of the college webshow people, at a guess, which means we’re gonna wind up on camera again, given our status as local celebrities.” Signal, signal. 

“I’ll be sure to have my face on, then.” She paused and hummed for a minute. “Sexy-demure, or straight up slutty? Probably demure, can’t look like I’m milking the spotlight.”

“Whatever makes you feel beautiful and powerful at the same time, Lash. We’re going for that look.” You know the one. 

“Gotcha. Those boots kill my feet, but god do they look good.  Gonna have to invest in something with flatter soles if you keep taking me out like this,” she teased.

“Fair enough. I’m excited for this. You’re gonna look amazing, whatever you’re in.” I said, grinning. I could imagine the smirk on her face as she talked. “Plus, we can go somewhere fun after, away from the cameras…”

Another click that sounded suspiciously like a door. “Don’t tempt me to wear a skirt with those boots.  I know you’re going for a certain look, and there is nowhere near as much leather in my wardrobe as there is in yours.  I will torture you all night if you keep it up.”

“That is very much the goal, and depending on what kind of torture you mean, I might be open to experiments…” 

There was that laugh I loved hearing. “Let’s start with being obviously a couple, and work our way up to exhibitionism, okay?”

I blinked, wondering where my kinky implication had been misread. “That was not in fact…” Gift horses, Nils. “Never mind, you know what? Working our way up is totally good with me.” 

“What time Friday?” she asked, pulling me back to the actual topic at hand.

“Starts at 8. The humanities building, apparently, though it’s likely to spill into the plaza.” I said, confidently. “Plenty of room.” 

“Oooo, on campus.  Super visible and public, you weren’t kidding.”

“Eyeah. We’re going public together.” With all that entails. “At the very least, I’m sure Weasel won’t be there.” 

I could practically hear her shudder at that.  “Gods, I hope not.”

“Oh, I think we can mellow on him just a little. We’ve finally found a use.” There was that little edge of amusement in my voice that indicated I was planning something. 

“Sure….” She sounded suspicious, but it was somewhat understandable. It wasn’t like I had told her what I was planning, although I was pretty sure she would be on board.  She’d practically suggested something similar previously, after all.

“How’s your dad doing?” I said, changing the topic. Better to leave the plans for later. 

“Surprisingly cooperative.  I think the one time he pushed himself too hard with the temporary prosthetic, he learned his lesson.  He won’t be waltzing anytime soon, but I don’t think I ever saw him dance before, so….”

“Fair enough. And your mom? I should be coming over more often to visit and check in, I suppose.” 

“For the love of all that you hold dear, don’t do that.  They barely let Fatima take care of them, and that’s only because the girls distract them.  If you came by, they would insist on being good hosts, and Mama is still not up to standing for the amount of time it takes to cook.  Baba goes back to work soon, so he’ll probably be easier to deal with after that. They’re both just so bored.”

“Gotcha. Would they be more okay with it if I came over with food and then just sat and talked with them? I’d be open to doing that. Or if we both just sat and talked with them?” 

“Maybe,” she confessed hesitantly. “But you would have to be very insistent that they let me get drinks, plates, all that.  It’s okay to scold me into doing it, I know you don’t mean it and it will make them more likely to listen so I don’t quote ‘anger you’ end quote.”

“Okay nope.” I said, feeling a flash of exasperation. “Yeah, okay, Lash. At some point we’re gonna talk about the gendered courtship expectations within your culture and the willingness I have to play along with them, because doing anything to avoid ‘angering me’ or scolding you into doing domestic stuff isn’t really my thing -”

“Calm down,” she interrupted, laughing. “I mean ‘anger you’ as in ‘dumping me or maybe we have a disagreement’.  Nothing more than that.  It will literally just guilt trip them into actually just sitting and visiting.  I didn’t mean anything beyond that.  And I only suggested it because do you know where the glasses are in my apartment? The plates?”

“Oh.” I felt stupid. “Ah. Okay yeah that makes more sense.” Not that the pressure to marry on her, and the weird approval process I’d undergone hadn’t given me ample reason to suspect that gender roles were at least a little bit cracked there, but now was not the time. When we ruled the world though, we were going to abolish courtship by democracy.

“How does Sunday sound? Go to the party Friday night, recovery Saturday, and then you can stop by with dinner on Sunday?”

“Sounds amazing.” Gave me plenty of time to start laying groundwork, then on Saturday, I’d start getting shit actually rolling. Then Sunday, spend the day with my gorgeous girlfriend and her family, mop up the next week. 

“Awesome. Meet you on campus Friday, 7:30ish so we can scope out everything before it kicks off?”

“Sounds perfect. Love you.”

“Love you, too… MAMA! Don’t you dare - “

[valkyrieofsmut]

We saw a little of how the boys reacted to MC's periods in the bone brigade fic but could you go into more detail?

Or rather... Fluffy detail? I'm on mine and all I want is naps, cuddles, and to watch Bones or Criminal Minds while curled up in my a U shaped pregnancy pillow (pregnant women get all the best stuff I swear lol) and under some nice fluffy blankets (now that I think about it... It basically IS a nest isn't it? lol)

Sadly I'm single so no cuddles... but the other stuff? So can do lol

Well, hey.... about the next cycle, huh...? 😅 😓

It is, indeed, a nest!!

And all of them would treat it as such!

Creampuff understands nests, but still doesn't really have the patience for it...

Edge would drop off supplies, but couldn't stick around...

Stretch would just lay around with you...

Mutt would also just lay around with you- but while making things to rub into your sore parts, and then massage them there for you, while cuddling, and being comfy.

Bun would nest with you, doting on you like the best boi he is.

Classic would lay around, and he'd probably rub where it hurts.... but it probably wouldn't be super affective. He is there for you, though! Especially if you just want to lay around watching stuff and munching on things. Moral support, he says... lol

Blue would sit with you and try to comfort you and things that he knows are supposed to help- but... he's too fidgety to sit still for long, so he'll make food and 'cures' for you (hot tea, things that are supposed to soothe cramps...) He'd get a bit annoying after a bit... but he does have the best intentions at heart.

Axe.... um.... yeah... he's a victim of his fucked up mind here... he's so horny... g-spot stimulation is supposed to help- and you'll be super clean at least...?

Red would lay around and cuddle you, keep you relaxed and make sure your needs are met. whatever ya need, he'll get. just let 'em know what it is.

Black... he must stay and take care of his pet! .... he will protect you and bring everything you could possibly want- before you even ask for it. Somehow he can tell when you need the cramp meds, when it's time to change position to stretch out the other side, when to pause the show and take you to go change and clean up your flow product, he has all of your favorite snacks, flavors that make the excess of water you'll need easier to drink, just the right meds, and the cream his brother made for period part massages, and will patiently and skillfully spend as long as he needs to knead and rub over your aching ovaries until they feel a bit better. From the outside or inside, he's fine with either you need.

[daily-shadow-milk-cookie]

Have owl.

(Proceeds to give them an owl)

Day 12 of shadow milk cookie.

(had no idea which owl your asking but I'm using creampuff cookie owl pet from ovenbreak, hope that's okay. :] and also leave some dialog and also gonna do your other requests)

Welp it looks like shadow milk cookie gets an owl from someone and then they/he run away fast from Parfaedia as they/he can.

Leaving a short message before leaving=

Under the cut.

"Thanks for the bird, fellow buddy hehehehehehe :)".

As for creampuff cookie with her one friend: (sorry no colored).

Creampuff cookie say=

"Oh crumbs, not that scary blue jester took my pet away that I've heard from the urban legends books. What should I do?"

In a scared voice tone.

As for institute student/coriander cookie (yes I saw someone give this npc background character a name and I eat it).

"Umm creampuff cookie couldn't we ask for an almond or latte cookie or every adult in parfaedia to help, to bring our pet bird back or something like why not.?

Creampuff cookie reply saying=

"you don't understand. This person was really really powerful and strong, scary and older than us or anyone here...."

[scrumptiouslytooarcade-blog]

(based on a comic of invader zim that i saw)

Snowy CreamPuff: mmmh...mmmmh! I LOVE YOU YOUR MAJESTY!!

Pride Cookie: . . . JAJAJAJAJAJAJA JAJAJAJAJAJAJA!! THAT'S RIGHT...LOVE ME YOU SNOW COOKIE!! LOVE ME!!

Also Pride Cookie: **thinks for a moment** . . . Wait what?

[semistsuga]

Lair Review for Dinosaurlil12

@dinolil1 - First things first when I visited your lair, I saw Lovette!

Because HELL YES! That's a dragon! A great dragon!!! I lovelovelove the colors, it's a super fun dragon, and the genes are absolutely perfect. What a fantastic start!

On a totally different page, we have Glaucus!

Different, yes, but still LOVELY! I love how you're not afraid to keep the tert basic when it doesn't work with a dragon, and I absolutely adore the pink and green apparel on the white-on-white dragon!!! Absolutely stunning!

Next, I had to pick some amazing multigaze dragons!!!

Meadow!!! The accent is SO fantastic with the seafoam primary/secondary, and the fangs are FANTASTIC. Plus a Maren familiar is absolutely perfect to go with him!!!

And Charon!

THAT'S HOW YOU DO A HIGH-CONTRAST EYE! This dragon is SO COOL, and I am absolutely in love. Again, love how you kept the tert basic when it isn't going to work!

And finally, Creampuff!

Some of my all-time favorite pieces of apparel, on an absolutely gorgeous little confection of a dragon! Absolute perfection, no notes.

Thanks for having me visit!

[amaclucky13]

Pride Couple - Hollstein

Another fantastically done web series! Buckle up, creampuffs!

Yes, another web series. Do you know how I found this web series? I followed Dominque from Wynonna Earp and saw her filming the movie, so I thought I’d check it out. My goodness, I had no idea what rabbit hole I was about to fall down. Even my kitty loved this series. It’s like a comfort blanket for her. I binged everything, I bought the series online, I bought the movie, and waited in…

[larussolawrence]

Alright so I rewatched season 4 and 5. I hadn’t watched both since they were released. I loved season 4 but I was too busy at the time to rewatch it. After rewatching it this time around, I fell in love with it all over again. It was such a perfect season. I did notice that Johnny jokingly called Miguel a creampuff. Guess the writers wanted to use it again lol. What helped me follow the flow of everything was watching 1-2 episodes a day. Once I finished the season 4 finale, I started season 5 which helped A LOT. I guess I didn’t realize how much of season 5 I blocked out in my memory. It was nice watching the transition from the finale flow into the next season. I didn’t remember how season 5 took place during the summer and realize that it wasn’t until episode 5 when Johnny and Daniel were in a scene together! That fight when Silver attacked Daniel was so good to see again. He’s a sinister dude! I totally thought the footage that was going to be uploaded was Tory breaking her hand! Man I had forgotten a lot. Of course I skipped over the stupid Johnny and Carmen scenes and Kreese scenes. I also realized that it had been a minute since Robby got to practice at Mr. Miyagi’s. For season 3 he was in juvie. Season 4 he was in Cobra Kai. I was glad that he and Daniel forgave each other. As for right now, I feel refreshed for sure.

After rewatching seasons 4 and 5, I think Terry Silver has to return in either of the next two parts. It feels like he still isn’t done yet, you know? If he were to come back, he’d definitely go after Daniel and Kreese. Who knows. Also, would Tory finally reveal that Kim and Silver were responsible for smashing her hand? I mean now that she’s back in Cobra Kai and competing under Kim as one of her senseis, there’s gotta be bad blood right? Anywho, I just wanted to post my thoughts. Ok and one more thing, when the season 6 trailer came out it was composed of everything that we saw in part 1. Does that mean when part 2 comes out there’ll be another trailer? Maybe Jon Hurwitz will answer that on Twitter. I’m going to be patient until then! Everything since part 1 came out has been great :)

[kamiversee]

KAMI!!!!

I just saw that one anons thingy abt the Sukuna fic...

LETS BRAINSTORM TOGETHER QUESTION MARK?!

Im all here for it. MAFIA BOSS SUKUNA!!! or prob something like night creature Sukuna...😈

Or if you're not feeling the fantasy theme you could make it like in college.. like a really focused on her studies buzz kill girl x druggie life of the party football player fuck boy sukuna!!! THERE WOULD BE SO MUCH DRAMA IF IT WERE LIKE THATTTT OMG LMK WHAT U THINK POOKIE ILL COME UP WITH MORE!!!!

The Sukuna girl in me is becoming my parasite again... 👅👅👅

KUKUNAAAAA MY STRAWBERRY CREAMPUFF🥵🥵🥵

Theres a snake in my pants... 😉 (It's 4 am😛)

-🍓

Hear me out on like, a party-going reader (bc how many of those do we get fr?) and a stand-offish (obviously asshole) guy crossing paths to like complete an assignment tg… AND SEE, its different from ur normal troupe bc instead of one being more book smart in comparison to the other, they both aren’t the best and both have to put the same amount of effort to pass (if tht makes sense?)

KEEP SENDIN IDEAS THO!

[looney-lei]

Lessons for the Milky and the Dance-less

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‘This is.. entirely too much’ Almond thought, as he gazed at the grand-scale gala event in front of him.

Spiraling white columns that reached towards a sugar glass roof, a polished floor with star patterns, windows that opened up to a whimsical winter wonderland cityscape, embellished by the streetlights and the snow that fell on the pointy roofs, and representations of the celestial custodian of wizards carved on the walls. Every cookie there was formerly dressed, the members of the M.E.H. sported their shiniest coats, while the magicians wore their best hats. He wasn’t different, wearing a lustrous black coat above his pristine white uniform, with a formal hat to match, all of them with golden accents. He had to look his best, because after all..

This was all for him.

Usually, promotions in the M.E.H. Department weren’t that big of a deal, a new badge, people clapping and having some coffee before a new case that merits more attention breaks out and the celebrations have to be cut short. A celebration such as this was practically unheard of, but after his years of service, alongside his involvement in the Beacons of Unity event a few years ago, the Council of Magic decided to make his promotion a special occasion as a way to honor him, going as far as hosting it in the same location where new magicians graduated. Of course, most of his thoughts were set on what Magic mishaps could be going in Parfaedia while he was stuck there. Sure, with the years the department had employed more cookies that helped him be less overworked, however, the magic cases had also gone up with time. For now, all he could do was to try his best to enjoy the ceremony and not dwell too much on it.

’That would be difficult.’

He turned his gaze towards his daughter, who was happily chatting with his colleagues by a corner. Or well, their colleagues, Walnut had joined the M.E.H. as an intern to try to follow his footsteps. He smiled, and decided not to interrupt them, but something caught his attention, among the cookies there was one he was familiar with, Creampuff. Her graduation wasn’t that long ago, but she already was finding herself in the front pages of newspapers because of her innovative research of different combinations for magic styles, under the tutelage of.. Latte.

He spotted the cookie uncharacteristically by herself, seemingly distracted by the musicians, as she bit her thumb with a furrowed brow. Wearing an off the shoulder, cream colored gown with rich brown details, alongside her trusty hat, she looked elegant, yet her posture was a bit slouched and she seemed to be tapping her foot.

Curious by this, he approached his friend. Years ago they had been something closer to rivals, but as time passed they had come to enjoy each other's presence. quite a lot actually. Whenever they found themselves together he couldn’t help but feel at ease, regardless of whatever magical accident had happened nearby, even if it came from her. He supposed it could’ve been her careless smile, or how he had grown used to her insistence on sweetening his coffee with milk.

Friends, they’re friends. No need to ponder on that.

“Nice to see you here, Ms. Latte”

“Ah!” — Latte Cookie jumped slightly, before quickly giving him a smile, albeit a slightly forced one — “Well, if it isn't the cookie of the hour, Detective Almond.” — She tilted her head slightly — “Or should I call you Commissioner Almond?”

The honorific still felt a bit too heavy for him, specially coming from her.

“ Ahem, No, just call me the same as before.”

“Fine then, De~tec~tive” — She overemphasized each syllable jokingly, causing him to feel a bit of warmth on his face.

“Uh, right. Anyways, just a second ago I saw you looking oddly nervous, is there anything going on?” — He then realized he was using his detective voice and he softly continued — “.. as in, are you alright?”.

Latte stared for a second and quickly smiled again, although Almond could tell it was less confident than usual.

“No worries! I was just focusing on the music.” She leaned forward and pointed at his chest. “What you should do is relax and enjoy your special day detective, instead of accusing mages of suspicious behavior”. — Her smile became a bit more sly — “None of us will cause an accident.”

He blushed a bit and cleared his throat.

“Right, I apologize”

Latte leaned back, content with her little victory.

“No worries! Either way, you probably should go towards the council members over there, I think it’s time for your official promotion.”

“Indeed, let’s get this over with.”

“Come on, don’t be so grumpy, aren’t you excited in the least?”

“It’s hard to be when usually any announcement gets interrupted by some emergency.”

Latte sighed, patting Almond’s back.

“Gee, you can be such a party pooper at times”

“I know.” He said, a smiling growing in his face “you’ve told me.”

——————-

After the announcement, the clapping, and the new, shinier badge, Almond went back to absentmindedly walking around the Gala. Besides every so often being stopped by cookies wanting to say their congratulations, he still felt mostly indifferent if not slightly annoyed at the occasion. This feeling became more prevalent after they announced a dance. At this point the event felt less like a promotion and more like a Ball. ‘Did they really intend to honor my work in the beacon accident.. or did they just meant to show off their influence?’. He sighed at his conclusion, but it also made him consider. I guess this is a show of power and influence for the M.E.H department, and it could discourage possible magic attacks through intimidation.. but to do so like this is..’

“Mr. Almond..?“

A soft voice broke him out of his thoughts, and he turned to see Creampuff standing there with a shy smile. He immediately smiled back at the girl, recalling how happy they were at her graduation. — “Congratulations on your new position as commissioner.”

“Ah, thank you. It’s good to see you Miss Creampuff, it’s been a while. I heard you’ve made a name for yourself.”

“Ah, well, the newspapers do exaggerate it a teensy bit… it’s nice to see you again.” — She crossed her arms. — “By the way, have you seen Ms. Latte?”

“I saw her before the announcement, standing near the musicians, did anything happen..?”

Creampuff waved her hands — “O-oh! No, not all, it’s just.. I just wanted to ask her something.” She laughed it off nervously.

In Almond’s mind, it was clear that something was up, but he played it off to not alert the already nervous Creampuff.

“Right, I’ll tell you if I spot her.” — With the pleasantries over, Almond was about to excuse himself until Creampuff spoke again. — “Do you.. know how to dance?”

The question caught him off guard; and he could tell Creampuff also immediately regretted saying it out loud.

“I’m sorry, I misspo—“

“Only the basics, and I haven’t in quite some time.” He turned towards her. “Why do you ask, kid?”

“Nothing, nothing! It’s just that.. this whole ball dance thing didn’t seem like it fit you.. sir.”.

Almond couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. “You’d be right about that Miss Creampuff”. He looked towards the side and something caught his eye on one of the balconies. “If you’d excuse me, I need to check something out.”.

After their little chat, Almond headed towards the snow-covered balcony, suspicious of the type of cookie that would go out to take a breather in such bad weather.

——————-

Softly opening the sugar glass door, Almond attempted to sneak upon however was there, only to stop at the realization of who this was. A cookie that seemed to be mimicking a dance, although an awkward one, with a floating spoon as her partner, slightly shivering from the cold.

“Miss Latte..?”

The cookie let out a small gasp as the spoon gravitated quickly towards her hand, only for her grasp to soften when their eyes met.

“Ah, you found me, great.”

Perhaps a few years ago he would’ve immediately tried to detain her and question the secrecy of the magic usage when standing next to other magicians. However, as the years hardened his resolve, so did his heart soften whenever he found himself in her presence. He merely sighed, and walked towards the cookie, leaning towards the rail and taking in a huge breath of the cold air. “I do admire your ability to withstand this cold for the sake of..” he trailed off, chuckling to himself a bit. “A dance with your staff..?”

“Don’t laugh!” She scoffed as she lowered her staff and crossed her arms. “I was..” she clenched her jaw. It wasn’t a nervous gesture, but an annoyed one.

“You were…” continued Almond.

“Fine, I might as well tell you at this point” — She grumbled a bit and sighed, before looking at his eyes “I don’t know how to dance, so I was practicing with my staff.”

“…”

“…”

“…That’s it..?”

“R-Right, I had meant to ask someone to dance but I couldn’t manage to get the time to properly learn due to grading all my students' work and..” She paused as Almond put his coat on her shoulders, not realizing he had been this close. “It’s cold” he murmured “And why would you need to know how to dance now either way?”. She looked to the side, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Mages don’t often reveal their secrets, Detective.”

“Hah, I know that all too well.” He sighed, and a thought formed in his head. Scratching the back of his head, he leaned on the railing. “I could teach you.”

“What?”

“To dance, it’s been years since I’ve done so, but the basics are hard to forget.”

She looked at him with even more bewilderment before breaking into laughter. “I’m sorry I’m sorry, out of all cookies you knowing how to dance is..”

“Out of character?”

“You could say so, but..” she turned and made a little bow towards him. “It’s better than nothing.”

Almond hummed in thought “First of all, straighten your back for me.”

He slid one hand on her waist and interlocked fingers with the other one. “It’s been years since I’ve done this so I’m sorry if I’m a little.. rusty”

“You say that as if I had a way to tell” she sighed.

“Right, put your face on my shoulder, and..”

He could smell the fragrance of the drink she was named after, and being so close to her made his cheeks flush a bit, as he tried to push away any thoughts aside from the dance lessons from his past.

“..and?” Latte’s rich brown eyes reflected his dull ones.

“.. and I’ll be the lead, follow my footsteps.” He half-smiled, and began to move towards the side, as the orchestra inside of the building started to play their instruments. “One-two-three, one-two-three..” he muttered to himself, trying to keep their movements consistent with the tempo. But it’s only so she can understand it easier.

“I didn’t know you had the capacity to have other talents aside from detective work” Latte chimed in, almost in a whisper.

A little twirl and then it was back to one-two-three, one-two-three

“Gee, I’m glad you think so highly of me.. I don’t have much time to pursue any other hobby, to be fair.”

She almost unintentionally stepped on his foot, but he managed to fix the position before.

“Right, well, the M.E.H has been getting more cookies right? That must mean that your workload could be more manageable.”

Forwards, backwards, sidestep, sidestep, forwards, backwards, sidestep, sidestep..

“As the new Commissioner, it would be a disservice to my colleagues if I don’t do as much as possible to help”

A little twirl, better than the first, she was also more relaxed.

“If you ever do need help with a magic-related case, at least you know you can rely on me ..as long as it’s not during the Institute’s midterm season.”

For such a bitingly cold night, his face felt pretty warm.

“Seems like I’m not the only one with a busy schedule, Professor”

She seemed to get it now, but something kept him from letting go, was the music still going?

“Indeed.. but even outside of any case, if you ever found yourself with time to spare, I’d love to have a cup of Latte with you.”

Their noses were almost touching, something neither of them seemed to realize until she finished speaking. He felt his heart racing at that moment, but he still didn’t want to let go.

“I..” he began, as he started to get even closer, before a noise made both of them jump. Recognizing it, Almond grabbed a Walkie-talkie from his pocket.

——————-

“So Miss Latte, did you manage to..”

“Yep! Although not in the way I quite intended to.”

Creampuff trailed behind her mentor as they headed home since the celebration had been postponed by a M.E.H emergency. A shame they didn’t want any wizards to help.

“I.. wanted to be the one who asked him to dance, although.. ehem, either way I feel like I’ll be meeting him again soon.”

“Oh? Did you guys plan something..?”

“Not exactly.” Latte smiled slyly, as she adjusted something over her shoulders. “But he did forget his coat”.

[captain-lessship]

Toffee Pt. 1: Hogwarts

Synopsis:

What goes best with Toffee?" "Chocolate." 

You had always been taught that sharing made people like you. That's why you shared the toffee your mother had made with the four boys that sat with you on the train to your future school. Little did you know that those boys would change your life: For better and worse.

You ran to the wall, Eyes closed tightly. You wondered if the man in the funny hat and odd scarf had told you the truth. You didn't crash. Wait! You didn't crash into the substantial brick wall. You flung open your eyes to see trolleys with luggage, cages with owls, kids running up and down the platform, and most importantly: The most majestic train you'd ever seen. In flaked gold letters it read 'Hogwarts Express', the man hadn't lied to you. You hurried up to the train and then to the tall, lanky brunette boy who was helping children about your age heave their trunks into the luggage car. You smiled at him. 

"Are you a Hogwarts student?" you asked.

"Yes, I'm a sixth year. You are a first year?" 

"Yeah!" 

"Well," he picked up your tunk and stacked it on the growing pile, "I would go find an empty place to sit before they all fill up."

He helped you up and you walked through the train cars looking for an empty or mostly empty car; You saw one and dove in. You put your stuff up into the overhead hanger when you heard a small voice, almost mouse-like. You turned to see a blonde boy, nervously rubbing his hands. 

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you saving this space for someone?" 

"No." he shyly answered. You smiled. 

"What's your name?" 

"Peter. Peter Pettigrew."

"That's a nice name!" you told him yours and you slowly began talking when you heard a thud. Two boys slammed into the car. They were laughing and being rather rude not acknowledging you and Peter. You scowled lightly but you promised your mother you would have manners. 

"Ugh I hate that guy already! and the girl was kind of annoying too-Oh!" the slightly taller one said when he turned to see you and the nervous boy. 

"Sorry." The one with glasses said. 

They shared an awkward look so you decided to speak up. 

' You can sit here if you'd like, we don't care, do we, Peter?" He shook his head yes. The two boys finished stuffing their stuff and sat down.

"What're your names?" 

"James Potter." the one with glasses said.

"Sirius Black." the other followed. 

You were surprised, "You two almost seem like brothers, are you related? Cousins maybe?"

"I don't think so." 

You were about to speak up when the train jerked forward and the whistle blew. 

"Off to Hogwarts!" Sirius yelled, making Peter slightly jump. 

"Well esteemed wizards and witch, I think we should celebrate!" James pulled an odd box from his jacket, he opened it, and pulled a few jelly beans out. 

"Ooh!" Peter said, reaching for the caramel-y color one. He popped it in his mouth and began chewing; the other two boys looked at him with expecting looks. Peter softly smiled. "Creampuff." You noticed the look of relief on Sirius's and James's faces. You were confused. 

"What flavors are there?"

The three boys looked at you with equal looks of confusion. "Have you never had Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans?" 

You froze, "Yeah no." 

"Have you been living under a rock?!" Sirius said, flinging his hands up. 

"No, I just."

Peter, with a much softer voice, spoke "Muggle-born?" 

"Yea." 

The boys looked at each other and left out an 'Ah' in unison. You frowned slightly, "Does this mean we can't be friends."

"No no!" James started, "It just means that we get to witness your first taste of wizard candy! Which is exciting!" He dug in the box and pulled out a red jelly bean and handed it to you. You, not wanting to seem like a loser, put it in your mouth and started chewing as Peter did. You gagged and began fanning your mouth.

"I think it's hot sauce!" you screeched. It wasn't that you disliked hot sauce but by itself? It was foul and it burned. 

Sirius handed you a bottle of pink liquid, and you hesitated, "Is it going to turn me into a... flamingo?"

"No, it's just strawberry soda." he said, giggling at you. You chugged it, the burn in your mouth slowly going away. 

You handed him the empty bottle and began laughing along. It must've been kinda funny to see you act like that. You heard a voice from the doorway, you looked to see another boy, You stood up and opened the door. 

"Hey, Um, Can I sit with you guys? I was sitting alone and I heard you all laughing and it sounded... fun?" He shyly said. You looked at him, he had a few scars on his face but he had really kind eyes that looked sort of like honeyed tea. You liked honey tea and that's why you let him in the compartment. You scooted over to the window so he could sit between you and James.

It was an hour or so later and the compartment had calmed down. Peter was reading a book, Sirius had his legs propped up on Peter's lap and James was playing with his wand.

You quietly looked at the boy who was picking at the skin on his fingernails. You couldn't stop looking at him, he just looked so cool. You jumped when his eyes met yours. He opened his mouth to say something but you interrupted. 

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to stare." you said quietly as if that would make it better. He smiled.

"No, I was just going to say thank you."

Somehow that made it worse, you felt your cheeks turning red out of embarrassment. "O-oh. You're welcome! I never asked your name?"

"Remus." He said you told him yours in response and he reached into his pocket, he pulled out a single chocolate bar. 

"That isn't going to explode or anything? Right?"

He grinned, "Not all sweets are dangerous. It's just chocolate." he broke you off a piece and handed it to you 

You smiled back and dug in your pocket and pulled out a small bag, you opened it and handed him a small square of yours. He looked at it, confusion growing. 

"It's toffee."

"Oh!"

"What goes best with toffee?" 

"Chocolate."

You were spriting it through the hall, blowing by so many students and ghosts as you took a hard left and ran to the library. Only once you got to the door did you stop to breathe. You had requested a book and you had received an owl that it was returned to the library; You walked to the front desk and calmly asked where you could find it. After the librarian told you what section it was in you quickly walked to it, just as you lifted your hand to grab the book, another and lifted. You looked at who it was and you saw a shorter, red-haired girl. 

She looked back at you, looking you up and down. "I know you." 

"You do?" You've never seen this girl, at least you thought you didn't but she looked kinda...

"You hang out with James Potter and his friends that bully Severus." 

Oh shit. 

"Oh, yea... You're Lilian, right?"

"Lily." 

"Oh sorry. Well, do you need that book?"

"No, I was just going to pick it up for some reading. Do you need it?" 

"Yeah, I wanted to add some more notes to my transfiguration notes. You know, can't be too prepared." 

She smiled at you, "You're a lot nicer than your friends." 

"Oh I have my moments but thank you."

"Could you ask them to lay off Severus? They think they are funny but they are just being mean."

"I make no promises but I will try my best." 

"Thank you and here's your book." 

You smiled as she walked away. She was kind of right. 

You were walking back to your common room when you bumped into someone. You dropped your book and yelped slightly. 

"Oh I am so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going!" You stammered as you stooped down to pick up your book. You stood back up to see the boy you'd just been talking about: Severus Snape. You smiled at him.

"I wasn't watching where I was going either." He said, looking down. 

You softly sighed, "Well, I will be heading off. Oh! and remember, we got potions homework." you said as you walked down the hall. 

Before you knew it, you were already packing up to return home. It was bittersweet. Your parents hadn't written you a lot of letters since they were mildly scared of the owls as your mother had read somewhere that they rip their prey apart with their claws and she had a thing about dead animals. You flicked your wand and your books began to float into the last trunk, you then swiped it and saw as your luggage and loose books shrunk. You scooped them up and put them in your tote you had gotten from Sirius during Christmas. You smiled as you thought back to opening gifts with them in the Great Hall: Peter and James were having a pumpkin juice chugging contest, Sirius was trying to unwrap the gits perfectly and you and Remus were playing a calm game of wizards chess.

"That was a dick move." he said as your bishop swiped his last knight off the board. 

"That's wizards chess," you said smugly.

You smiled, even more, when you picked up the picture from your nightstand; it was from that Christmas and it was moving, you loved magic. James and Sirius were lifting Peter, you lifted your leg up as Remus crouched to the ground and threw up a peace sign; you all were laughing and you could watch the image twirl and move for hours but you didn't have them. You put it in the tote bag and walked out of your dorm, taking one last look at the dorm. You all had promised to write to each other and you had invited them to come to visit you after you made sure it was okay with your parents. You sighed as you closed the door. Til next year.

You smiled as you walked calmly through the brick wall this time. You sighed happily as you felt the steam of the train fill the area, you looked at it, still amazed by it. You heaved your trunk into the luggage car, helping a few other kids do theirs. Suddenly you felt an arm loop around your waist, lift you up, and spin you. You laughed as you knew who it exactly was: Sirius Black.

"Sirius!" you laughed as you flung your arms around him and hugged him. "You look great! Did the flea and tick shampoo help?"

"Surprisingly, yes. And you look absolutely lovely." Anyone else would have thought you two were lovers but you would literally throw up if he asked you out and he would rather swan dive off the Astronomy tower. You loved each other, but exclusively platonically. You had eyes elsewhere. You walked with him til you saw a familiar pair of socks.

"Lookie Lookie, James and...Lily! Oh my god!" you ran to her and she stood up and grabbed your hands. You two started rambling about Elton John and the Revlon magazine you'd sent her last week. You and her had become best friends and you would stay up on the phone until there were marks on your fingers from twirling the phone chord. As you and Lily talked each other's ears off, Sirius had put your bag up for you and sat on the opposite bench opposite of James and Peter had found his way to the car from yours and Lily's high-pitched squeals. You stopped when you heard a voice. You whirled around and there he was! Remus Lupin! You jerked him in the car and you let him have it.

“You literally didn't write me back and I was tempted to track you down and throw rocks through your damn window," you said, making swift motions with your hands. “I will do it!”

"I missed you too." He said, making you stop in your tracks.

"I missed you and next summer, write me back or I will be under your bed when you go to sleep and that is a damn threat."

Your friends were chuckling; you and Remus playfully argued like this all the time. You pulled him down to sit with you and Sirius, who was digging in his bag. "I brought a little deja vu with me." The black haired boy pulled out a box of these infamous Jelly Beans. You could almost feel your mouth tingle.

"Who wants one?" he asked. Of course, Peter reached for some. He, Remus and Lily always had the better luck out of the six of you. The worst flavour Peter had gotten was raw flour, Remus hated liquorice and Lily's worst flavour was cheese which wouldn't have been the worst but she is lactose intolerant and even the taste of dairy products makes her gag. Yours was shoe polish, James ate a spoiled milk-flavoured one and turned an odd shade of green, Sirius had once gotten shampoo and you all made jokes about how his mouth needed it.

You shook your head no as you reached into your pocket and pulled out toffee pieces and handed them to Remus. '"Don't think I've forgotten."

He took them and handed you a small box of chocolate. Every year, you exchanged toffee and chocolate in memory of the first time you met. This time, it was Remus that was staring at you. You had such a pretty smile, a beautiful laugh and enchanting eyes that seemed to sparkle when you started talking about what you did over the summer. You grabbed your wand from your pocket and took out a lipstick. "Lily, Check this out. I may have doomed the lipstick economy. Colorvaria" You lifted your wand and flicked it. The red colour changed to pale pink, you said it again and it turned a plum shade. 

Everyone was pleasantly surprised at this, lily reached for the lipstick and pulled out a compact mirror and put it on. “Is it my color?” 

“Yeah!” You started rambling about how with Lily’s complexion it was perfect. Remus continued to stare at you, James, Sirius and Peter noticed. 

“Hey Remus, what’s got you all smiley?” 

Remus looked at his friends with a shocked look, “Just excited for Hogwarts.” He stammered out. They picked up on it. They knew. He knew that they knew. God damnit.

Pretty soon the compartment had fallen quiet. Peter was gently snoring as he laid head up against the window, James and Lily were holding hands as Lily was using her free one to do a crossword, making her requests for words the only peaceful noise besides the train clanging and whispers of other people in other carts. Sirius had put his legs, that were too long for the rest of his body over you and he was making an god awful choking sound as he slept.

Despite this, sleep was clouding your eyes. You were side eyeing the book Remus was reading, it wasn’t a text book, it was poetry. 

“Rem, could you read one out loud?” You softly asked, not trying to disturb the others, like Sirius wasn’t. He looked at you, he hadn’t noticed you reading along.

He cleared his throat as he tired the page, slowly and softly began reading “When your kiss hovers on my lips, and each of my nerves trembles, when your cheek lies hot on my cheek, and your breast clings to mine,” He stopped when he realized the subject matter. He looked to you and saw your head bobbing in sleep. He looked to James, who gave him a thumbs up and made a motion for him to move your head. Remus, although terribly confused, gently pushed your head to his shoulder. 

James looked at Lily and smiled. They had a new job; getting the two of you together and they were already making progress. Remus looked out the window before shutting his book and gently plopping it down in his bag, he laid his head back against the wall and began trying to fall asleep.

You were walking through the hall, re-reading the chapter you had just gone over in Advanced Charms. Your N.E.W.T classes were a lot harder than you’d expected. You knew you could do it though because the more you read it, the more it began to click. You heard two familiar laughs which made you look up and you were not disappointed. James Potter was walking down the hall and Cousin It was right beside him, holding on to his arm. You stifled a laugh and asked what had happened.

“Well now we know that if we ever need help with potions, Sirius could help.” James said, trying to push some hair out of Sirius’s face.

“I bet it was Snivilius. It wasn’t my fault I got shoved in that class with him.”

You scoffed, “Maybe it wasn’t him and what were you trying to brew anyways?”

“Alihosty something.”

James shook his head, “It was supposed to cause spontaneous laughter, but it gave him spontaneous hair extensions.”

Sirius flung his head back, “How am I supposed to impress the cuties when I look like a fuzzy Christmas tree? It’s a crime against humanity… those poor lads and ladies. They will go through Sirius withdrawal!”

“Okay Okay, Drama King.” You pulled out your wand, “If you end up totally bald, my bad. Calvirio.” You said swishing your wand in a zigzag. The hair seemed to retract back into his face and body til he had slightly shorter hair than before, no stubble that he had been trying to grow out and part of right his eye brow was rather thin but it was a definite improvement. You put your wand back in your pocket as Sirius as he ran to a mirror.

“No! Dave!” Sirius yelled as he slumped down the wall, fake crying.

“Dave?”

“He named his ‘beard’” James said, doing air quotes. 

“Ah…” You sighed.

“Where were you going?” James asked, “Me, Sirius, Peter and Remus got a free period though, it isn’t really free.” 

You laughed, any spare time was spent studying and practicing for your classes. “Well, Remus had promised to study with me in the library. So that’s where I was heading until I ran into you and swamp thing.” You smiled pointing at Sirius, who was really try to see if one eye brow was thinner.

“Oh? Well, I guess we’ll let you head on.” He said, walking to Sirius and grabbing him by the cloak hood. You playfully rolled your eyes and sighed as you walked off to the library.

After you were out of sight, James shoved Sirius in a closet and turned to him.

“Alright, we all know Remus has a thing for her, right?”

“Right?”

“So…” James started hoping Sirius would catch on. Sirius looked at him, few thoughts being thinked behind his eyes. “Oh my god… is there a word for a male bimbo?” James sighed. “We, Me, Peter and you, help them to get together.”

“Why does Peter come before me?”

“What?”

“In the order you listed, Peter came before me. “

“You’re the most jealous man I know.”

“Other men?! James Potter!” Sirius joked. At that moment they heard their short blonde friend, whistling down the hall. They threw out their arms and jerked him into the small closet.

“Bloody hell! What is wrong with you two?” He shouted, grasping at his chest as if he had a heart attack.

“We need you in on this plan, Peter. So we all know who Remus likes and I am eighty percent sure she likes him too. They are perfect for each other and they need our help realizing it.” James stated.

“I mean yeah they obviously like each other but I really don’t know… shouldn’t we wait for them to come together on their own?”

Sirius scoffed, “James and Lily would have great-grand children by then. Somethings just need a shove in motion like that muggle science guy says about like gravy.”

“Gravity.” Peter corrected.

“Of this situation? Astronomical.” 

Peter opened his mouth to correct him again but James just held up his hand and shook his head, making Peter close his mouth.

“Well, first things first, we need out of here.” Sirius said, flinging open the door and promptly hitting someone in the face.

“Damn!” Remus yelped, grabbing his face, he looked up to yell at who ever came out of the but was very confused when he saw his friends. “Uh, hi guys.”

“Remi-Semi-Demi-Fi-Fo Fimmy! We got some ideas!” Sirius said, walking and looping his arm around Remus

“What are they and what happened to your eye brow?” 

Sirius whimpered and turned to James, “You said it wasn’t that bad.”

“Remus! You didn’t tell us you had a study date!”

He looked confused then he remembered, “Oh, well it is not a date. She and I are just studying and working on a… special assignment.”

“Kissing isn’t a special assignment.”

Remus whacked James across the head with a book, making him recoil, “We are not, have not and will not be kissing in the library.”

Peter piped up, “So you’ve done it other places.” Awarding himself a hit with the book as well.

Remus huffed, “Even if we did, it is not your all business!”

“She’s our friend and so are you. So it kind of is.” Sirius pointed out.

Remus scowled at Sirius, “What makes you all think I like her like that anyway?”

James threw up his hands, “I don’t know man. You carry her books, walk her to the Hufflepuff common room door, you always sit beside her and you always come so close to holding her hand. “

Sirius joined in, “Then there’s the matching necklaces, Honey Duke's outings, staring holes through her and you look so pissed when anyone that’s attractive talks to her.”

Peter was the last, “You only share food with her, you sometimes blow us off to go sit near her but not talk to her and you pretty much stalk her.”

They all had points, Remus sighed. He looked at his friends, “Listen, I like her, I like her a lot but we all know it won’t work.”

“Remus, she wouldn’t judge you. She’s very sweet and good-natured. If anything, she’ll find it unfair and she’d be sad for you.” Sirius said, rubbing Remus’s shoulder as the group began walking.

“I just- What if she doesn’t? What if she’s scared of me after?” 

“I don’t think that would happen.” Peter said, trying to comfort him.

“Do you all really think that?”

“Have we ever lied to you about something like this?” James asked.

“No. No, you all haven’t.”

James turned to walk backwards as he looked at his friend, “She’s your friend too. There’s nothing she won’t understand if you sit down and explain it to her.” 

Remus smiled, he was lucky to have such good friends but unlucky that they were so pushy he thought about you and he couldn’t help but smile. He really liked you and he couldn’t deny that you made him so happy. He often sang softer songs with you, he and you made a secret code, you had been in each other’s common rooms and you often took late-night walks up to the Astronomy Tower and stayed there for hours.

"Alright, what is the plan?" he asked, accepting defeat. 

James clapped his hands together, "Okay, so you and her are going to be in the library. We are going to be far enough away to where she can't see us, we will cast Muffilato so no one besides us can hear, in case it goes south. Then you are going to finesse her, get her to be your girlfriend and then Bam! Wedding bells in the future!"

Remus didn't think it was a good plan but it was better than what he could come up with in five minutes.

Sirius asked a question, "So what is the special assignment you and her are working on?" 

Remus grinned a mischievous grin, "Well, we all know the fear of being caught when we pull a prank, right? We have figured out a way to prevent that." 

The boys were intrigued, "What is it?" 

Remus looked around before speaking, "A map. It will tell us where everyone is, every minute of every day."

They smiled, "So it's like a prize for when we get the two of you together?" Peter said. 

"In a way." 

Remus rolled his eyes, "It isn't a carnival game."

Your quill was working away as you quietly read off some notes and ideas you were gathering from a book you had picked up on Transfiguration. You flipped the pages when you heard the door to your far left open, you hoped it was Remus as he was ten minutes late. You were right as you saw the boy look for you. You gently whistled to catch his attention. He saw you and rushed over and sat down. You smiled. 

"So what was keeping you?" 

"Oh just the boys." 

You snickered, "Did you see Sirius earlier?" 

"No? Why?" he asked, wondering why you were laughing. You went on to tell him about a muggle TV show you watched with your mother during October called the Addams Family and how Sisirus was giving a character called Cousin It a run for his money.

"It's a very interesting show because it is a sort of reversal of the Nuclear Family."

"The what?" 

"Oh, it's an idea from the fifties that was really solidified during The Cold War between Russia and The United States. It consists of a mother, a father, and two children. the mother stays a housewife and the father is the sole provider and income for the family. It isn't a bad thing but the obsession they had and still kinda have with it was weird."

"So you don't want a family?" Remus asked.

"Oh no, I want a family but I've always thought about a bigger one and two incomes will always be better than one." You said, changing the piece of parchment from under the quill, and you handed it to Remus. He wasn't paying attention as he thought about it.

"What is the ideal number? For you personally?" 

"Three. Three is the best number out there. Beginning, Middle, End. Everything has three parts to it." then you remembered the previous conversation and turned slightly red, "Well, even numbers are... Good." you internally cursed yourself for being this damn awkward.

He has started copying your notes, "Well... Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

You thought for a moment, "I would love to open a store in Diagon Alley." 

"What kind of store?" 

You grinned, "The Store Of Muggle Wonders." 

You talked about your time back at home as if it was a dream which is why Remus thought of the next question; "Do you get homesick?" 

You were slightly stunned, "I guess... I really miss my Mom. She's alone when I'm not there. Like she has friends and everything but she writes me and she tells me she misses me. She isn't trying to make me feel guilty but I end up feeling like it. Especially during fall, she would make apple cider and I could smell it from my bedroom and we'd have cider and scones." you went on a little longer talking about your life and Remus just listened. He was very good at that. 

"Well, It is almost Christmas, you'll get to see her." He comforted.

You smiled, "She is asking if... My friends would like to come and visit her. She's very curious about everything." 

Remus couldn't help a huge grin that spread across his face, you told your mother about him? Well him and the rest of the boys. "I would love to." 

You smiled as you lifted up the book and showed it to him, you began pointing out the incantations to Remus. You were a great study partner: You not only focused on what you struggled with but you made sure to point out and help the people you were studying with. You once had pestered the daylight out of Slugghorn for extra potions notes when you heard peter groan slightly at his homework. 

Speaking of Peter, He was currently peering out from behind a bookshelf as James lifted Sirius up onto the top of the bookshelf. Sirius, under the Invisibility cloak, slowly pulled out his wand to dim the exact light you two were under and get down, he then handed the cloak to James, who was finishing writing the guide for Remus. He slipped it on and gently walked to the table, put down the letter, and tapped Remus's foot to get him to notice it. Remus looked at you, you were ranting about how unclear the book was and how on earth did they expect you to understand this. He quicked reached to pick it up and open it. 

"One: Gently get her attention. Two: Compliment (Must Be genuine, girls know, man, they know.) Three: Look at her and smile. Four: Genuine compliment on something she has input in (i;e her nail polish (Have ever really seen her without it?) grades, specific interest or family) Five: As If single. Six: Ask if you can hold her hand or go for it. Seven: talk more while holding hands. Eight: When you get up to leave, offer to carry her things. Nine: Open the door for her. Ten: Gently lean in to kiss her."

It was a lot simpler in theory. There was still something eating at his mind. He interrupted you, "Do you know about werewolves?" 

"Yes?" 

"What you would do, if like, one of us was a werewolf?" 

You thought for a moment, "Well, I would be... I would feel scared for them. From what I've read and been told, almost all of them don't want to be werewolves. Werewolves are very discriminated against and the discrimination has put them in positions that make it harder for them to help their condition. It's a vicious cycle. Why do you ask?"

He felt his throat begin to close up around his words, he just looked at you until he saw it click behind your eyes. He waited for you to start screaming but that never happened. Instead, your hand went over to his and gently laid on top of his. He took your hand in his as he felt like he was about to cry. You were so kindhearted: he would have gotten it if you had accepted just him but you denounced the treatment of all. 

"Hey... There is something else. I get it if you don't feel the same way but I really lik-"

"I like you too!" you practically yelled. You slapped your hand over your mouth before turning a violent red. He started to chuckle, which made you playfully huff. "You are so so mean to me." 

"Only you."

You squeezed his hand tighter before checking your watch, "One last class. Are you ready?" You said, briefly. He shook his head before collecting his things.

"They are getting up! Do you think they are gonna do it?" Peter asked the two boys. They had made a piggyback tower to observe the two of you.

"I hope so, I wanna know what the geniuses have been cooking up." Sirius said.

James shushed them.

You walked to the door and you turned to tell him something when he put his hand on your face and gently pulled your face to his, planting a soft but long-awaited kiss. You smiled as he pulled back but were shocked when you heard three loud cheers. You jerked your head to see your three idiots beside a bookshelf. You turned to Remus, who was looking down, slightly ashamed. You grinned to yourself as you, grabbed him by the waist, spun him, and dramatically kissed him. You gently dropped him as you opened the door and walked out. Remus was laying on the floor, surprised and very happy. He sat up and looked to his friends. Your lipstick had smudged onto the side of his mouth and on his face.

You were now his only study buddy and the only person he'd accept notes from.

You felt a few tears roll down your cheeks as you sat in the great hall in your fancy robes. You looked to the far left and saw the entire student body of Gryffindor House to your left, you scanned for them, only seeing Sirius as you we supposed to stand by the last name and alphabetically. He was smiling so brightly, white teeth glowing almost. You sighed as you looked forward. Each house had chosen a person to speak as a representative and for Hufflepuff, it was you.

You clapped as the Ravenclaw boy finished his and turned to return to his seat. You heard your name called so you stood up as the applause came from the houses, more so Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. You smiled as you walked up to the podium.   "Today, we are leaving these halls as students. It's bittersweet since we are all excited and happy to have made it but sad to leave the place that has become our home. Home is where your heart is and my heart has never found a better place. I plan on being back as a Professor and I hope to see a few of you do the same." you looked and eventually saw James who gave you a thumbs up.

"Now, I know we all want to cheer and say our last goodbyes but I have a few people I would like to thank. First, I would like to thank my best friend, Lily Evans." She looked up and smiled as you looked at her. "She has been the dearest friend anyone could ask for. Gryffindor's house stands for several things and I see now why the Sorting Hat chose her: Her nerve. She will never let you down, she finds her purpose and she finds good in all she does and all she befriends.”

You smiled as a small round of applause rang for Lily. “Second, I would like to talk about a significant friend group who we all know. James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. We have all had an encounter with them…”

You were outside, watching the snow when you heard a whoosh and felt a strong breeze that blew your hair and pages of your book. You huffed as you looked up to see James flying off in his broom. He looped around the tower and came back. He landed beside you, “Whatcha reading?” 

“It’s a book on herbology.”

He raised his eyebrow, “Didn’t you already pass that class like years ago?”

“I did."

His eye glowed under his snowflaked eyelashes, "Do you wanna take a spin?" he asked, hand extended. You sighed as you closed your book and put it in your tote bag. You knew he wasn't going to let it go if you didn't. He grabbed your hand, dragged you to his still-hovering broom, and helped you onto it. He sat in front of you and pushed off a little too fast for your liking. You let out a loud screech as he blew through the sky, quickly making the courtyard where you reading shrink in size. You began to laugh as he weaved in and out of the bridge columns and did terrifying tricks. James Potter was very wild but he was the purest embodiment of fun. 

You wiped off the flour from your face as you coughed. You looked down at the rat that had run into your apron pocket and grinned, "Well Pete... Now we know not to do that." you started laughing as you pulled him out and dusted him off before sitting him on the ground. Slowly he changed back into the short man you were used to.

"That was a fail," he said as he pulled out his wand to clean the mess. "You just had to use that muggle contraption." 

"You mean a hand mixer?" you said, looking at the turquoise mixer that was covered in flour and cocoa. You started laughing.

He looked at you, confused til he saw what you were laughing at. Tiny footprints in the flour were made before he ducked for cover. 

You pulled a bin to the counter before sweeping the flour into it. You and Peter were the most trusting, which led you both to some pain but when it was with each other, you both knew you'd be safe.

You held on to Sirius’s shirt with a shaky hand, you jumped at every noise, making you tighten your grip. You looked at Sirius, he didn’t seem scared as he held his lantern. You were completely terrified of the dark but you would never admit it but Sirius was clued in from how violently you were clutching to his sleeve. He stopped and looked at you. "Nothing in the dark isn't in there in the light." 

"It isn't about that."

You scowled at the boy who had gotten you dentition. He smiled as he looked around.

"It's rather peaceful if you just g-" he opened the lantern and blew out the light, making you yelp.

"Sirius-" he put his hand over your mouth

"Shh, just listen."

You pulled his hand off your face and looked around. Slowly you heard soft twinkling and buzzing. You saw dainty pink sparkles swirl around as Sirius grabbed your hand, leading you closer, quietly stepping. Eventually, the two of you came to what appeared to be a fairy dance party. You both gently sat down and watched them.

He looked at you, "I take back what I said, some things are not there in the light. But that doesn't mean they're bad." 

You were wadding in the cold water, focused on the plants when you heard your name, You looked at saw Remus waving and walking at you. You smiled and waved back. Remus came to find you to ask you a very important question.

"Hey Rem, what's up?" you asked as you bent to pick up a purplish plat that smelled awful. You walked to the edge where you had put your jars and grabbed one to put it in.

He just watched you for a minute before asking the question, "We... We've been together for two years."

"Yes, best two years ever... Why?" 

He walked closer to the bank and sat down, slowly taking off his shoes. "I just, I am wondering if you still... like me?" 

You sighed lightly, "Remus, If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have put up with you for two years." 

"Am I that bad?" he asked, lighter in his voice. He put his feet into the cold water before jerking them back lightly, the water was freezing, it felt as if the ice had barely thawed. "Damn, that's cold, how are you not frozen?"

"I got used to it and no, no you're not." you said dipping your hand back down into the water. 

He watched you feel around blindly for a moment til he asked another question, "What are we going to do after graduation?" 

"Well, I am going to study to be a professor like you said I should." 

"What are you going to teach? Herbology?" 

"No, No. This is a hobby. I was going to go for potion but the potions classroom gives me the creeps. Maybe I could do Muggle Studies." 

"You'd be perfect."

You laughed, "Pretty much an expert on it! What are you going to do?" 

He looked down, "I don't know... Options are limited for people like me." 

You frowned lightly, "Rem, I think you'd be a good professor. You said a few months ago that you would love to teach Defense Against The Dark Arts." 

"But-"

"There are few people good enough to teach and you are one. Please, at least try."

He looked up at you, "Fine. Though, way back when, you said something about opening a shop and that sounded lovely." 

You opened another jar to scoop up some mud, "Yeah. I thought about that too. A book store. We could sell books and coffees for the people that stayed to read their books."

"A Cafe Bookstore," he said looking out across the lake at the sun slowly dipping down over the mountains. "Together." 

"Forever." You stepped out of the lake and grabbed your shoes, you put them on. They were your lake shoes anyway. 

You looked down at him, "I love you." you said, without thinking.

He looked up at you, eyes glowing. "I love you more." he stood up and grabbed your jar-filled bag. 

"I love you most."

"Oh, I love you so much more than most."

It was a playful contest all the way up to the castle.

You were now walking in the train compartment, tears in your eyes. You and your friends talking in hushed whispers. It was supposed to be a happy day but there had been a terrible accident in James's hometown. You all knew there was a war, it weighed heavily on your minds but never had it been so close to one of your front doors.

"What should we do?" Lily asked, hand on James's shoulder.

"Obviously we join the fight," Sirius said, matter-of-factly.

"Are you sure it's a good idea? Aren't they close to stopping it anyway?" Peter said.

Sirius rolled his eyes, "How do you know that? Besides, we can't just... Ignore it."

Remus shook his head, "We should at least try to help. In any way that we can. We may not have to actually fight."

"I am not going to be a pathetic cowardly spy!" Sirius snapped. 

"It isn't about you!" Remus snapped back.

"Stop fighting the both of you," James said sternly. He looked at all his friends. "I say we join," he looked around and shut the door, "Think for a minute, they are expecting older wizards. We go and fight and they'll never suspect us."

"What about our families?" you said. You looked at them, "Don't they need us?" 

Sirius scoffed, "No."

James shook his head.

Peter just looked at the ground and fidgeted.

Remus looked at you, he knew what you really meant: You were scared of bringing your mother into this.

Lily had a similar fear. "She has a point. Though, I think it would be best to prevent it from getting to them by fighting."

Remus slipped his hand into yours. "Lily is right. Peter?"

Everyone looked at the short blonde, he sighed, "Alright."

Sirius slapped his hands together, "Let's go kick some ass!"