#Myriadparacosm

[myriadparacosm]

James and Sirius would sometimes disappear for a few days and sometimes a whole week together, for 'bonding time' with barely any informations. They kiss their boyfriends goodbyes because they aren't animals but it has happened for them to suddenly leave as if they both got struck by lightning at the same time.

Remus and Regulus never really complain about that co-dependence of theirs since they always come back in one piece, without dragging troubles, so they also take the time for themselves. Of course they miss them but they rarely leave for long so it's fine.

Apparently they do many different things during their 'bonding times' but they only discover the truth when Remus and Regulus decide to take a walk through Muggle London, chatting and joking that their boyfriends have anniversaries like couples, when they spot James and Padfoot winning the first prize of Crufts, the largest dog competition in the world, on the TV of the cafe they stopped by.

Sirius and James first applied as a joke but they took it personnaly when Padfoot lost against some b*tch.

[lexithwrites]

made for lovin’ you (onlyfans oneshot)

sirius loves his job. he loves his subscribers, the requests they send in, the lingerie he gets to wear and of course the benefit of paying his rent months in advance without having to worry about whats leftover. one of his subscribers however, xx_moony_xx, just so happens to also have an active account...and after some scrolling, sirius gets an idea that greatly benefits the both of them.

or || the onlyfans oneshot where sirius is gorgeous, remus loves looking at him, and they're both insatiable

she's hereeeeeeeeee

im sorry this took so long, it was weirdly a tough one to write, still dont know why but im really happy with it and i hope its worth the wait!

tagged list:

@autistpride @that-one-gay-from-the-gay-club @lizzybonnette @myriadparacosm @vlaflipvla @spillthebea

[raiynnah]

Monsters

@wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 369

I didn't plan on it but here's part 3! Hope it answers some questions Part 1 & Part 2

@pain-in-the-riri, @myriadparacosm, @theoneandonlypjofanatic, @annaliza999, @demetercabingreen-thumb if you're still interested

Remus watches Sirius shoulders tense, his fingers around the phone going white as he holds on tighter. Remus will easily admit he has no idea what’s going on, no idea why Sirius is on the phone with a dead man. He knew dating Sirius would be an adventure, he just hadn’t realised it would be a life-threatening one. When Sirius puts the phone down, it's hesitant even though goodbyes have already been said, as if Regulus would go back to being six feet below a gravestone once they’re no longer talking. Since Remus is both an only child and inexperienced with talking to people who’ve faked their deaths, he’s not sure what to do or what to say to keep Sirius calm.

“Regulus thinks it's someone called Fenrir Greyback who’s been chasing me. An assassin and a monster. Apparently my family thinks he’s efficient.” Sirius spits the last word out like it’s bitter poison. Fenrir Greyback…That name sounds so familiar…

“Wait, wait,” Remus says, still struggling to make sense of the situation. “So that really was Regulus.”

“Yep. Wouldn’t tell me much though—only that there are a lot of invisible monsters roaming the streets. He said he fell in with a guy called Riddle, a real violent criminal, and had to do something drastic to escape. So...” The smile on Sirius’ face is awkwardly placed, easily identifiable as fake, at least to Remus. He decides to circle back to that particular problem.

“Okay, but why has your family come after you now?” Sirius escaped years ago, it made no sense.

“Regulus wasn’t sure but I think it’s because of Alphard’s death two months ago. Inheritance still hasn’t taken effect but we all know it’s going to me. It sounds like they lost a lot of money in whatever mess Regulus created. The thing about Alphard’s will is that if it isn’t going to me, it would go to his sister—my mother—since Regulus is dead, at least legally. He was very clear about all that.” He scowls. “And they know I can’t claim the will without going out and risking death.”

“So it’s a race, you to your inheritance and your family to you.”

“So it is my dear Remus.”

[mokkkki]

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thanks for the tags gorgeouses @itsjaywalkers @emlovessid @myriadparacosm <3

"Peter Parker," he murmurs, each syllable pronounced with perfect, deadly precision, so coldly and accurately that Peter feels in his body the slow roll of dread. "The Sharpshooter of San Antonio." "How…" He squints at the masked man, trying to stay calm. "How do you know my name?" The masked man looks directly at him, amber eyes aflame, and Peter's hand flies to his pistol- "You said it in your performance, silly!" He beams, his smile hidden but so large it can be heard. "Ha! The look on your face! Like I'm something to be scared of! Don't you fret, I'm harmless-- it's nice to meet you, Peter. I'm Wade!"

extremely high-pressure tags @ellin-e @aceofsages @vlaflipvla

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wip (it out!)

share whatever project you're working on right now, except 'project' is incredibly open ended. it could be fic, original writing, playlists, art, crafts, whatever it is you're doing!

thank you @lexithwrites for the tag, this is my fic for the Siriusly Hozier Fest

June 1963, Montana The telephone was something new. There were a lot of new things in Remus’s life—he supposed that that came with change. The telephone was installed a few weeks ago and he had only used it three times, twice because someone called him. He was one of the last people around him to get a telephone and he was reluctant, but Lily pushed. It was an independent line, not a party line, because he was so far away from everybody else on the ranch. Three Forks was like that, though, unless you were dead-smack in the center of town everything was spread out. Three Forks, a bit too far east to be considered right between Dillon and Helena. A bit too populous to be considered a ghost town and a bit too abandoned to be considered a city. With a population of just over one thou—it felt sort of crowded because you knew everyone and sort of desolate because if you wanted to, you could avoid everyone. Remus often had to go west, to Bozeman for business, but sometimes that business took him north or south, rarely, but occasionally, east. Three Forks, known for the Headwaters and the ranches, that’s all that there really was to it. Remus’s ranch—the Lupin ranch was the second biggest in town parameters—but if you left the town and went into central Montana you got the biggest ranch of them all, not just in size, but in stock and hands. It went the Lestrange, Moody, then Lupin’s—with smaller ‘competition’ laying on the outskirts of the town and not. There were others, probably bigger, resting in the outer parts, likely in the valleys and plains, but Remus hardly thought about it. It was a ranching town, county, state, through and through—good ol’ Montana. Remus had grown up in Montana and in Three Forks, on the ranch, and it was the way of life, nothing to it really. He didn’t expect anything different, carrying on the family business, dependent on nothing but the cattle and sheep (for that’s what the Lupin’s dealt in). There were minor upsets, bumps along the road; the weather, the wolves, Nymphadora Tonks, bloat, broken fence, Teddy, his mother catching ill. Triviality to push through—change was change and it usually happened slowly. But the telephone did not happen slowly. It happened fast. One day it wasn’t there and the next it was here. He didn’t like that sort of change. That sort of change didn’t bode well—that sort of change was like flooding or wildfire. The type that happened so fast that you only got a glimpse, an inkling that something was going to happen, rain or heat. For this it was conversations with the company in Butte—but it still felt like something unknown. The phone and all that came with it was unknown. His parents had gotten one at their house down the road a few years back, but he didn’t use it, he didn’t have any reason to. Not to call anyone or not when he got his own telephone, not when the drive only took a minute. Unknown and it was even more unknown when he was waiting for a call from someone at a vague time in the afternoon. The worst of it, now, was that Remus was dependent on the damn thing, a few weeks in his home and he was waiting on it. It was supposed to make his life easier and— The phone did ring then.

okay, tags: @nettedtangible, @hotreadingwitch, @vlaflipvla, and @myriadparacosm

[lilyofthevalleyys]

What if I just

Chapters: 1/1

Ships: Dorlene, Rosekiller, Jegulus, Pandalily

Link: You are the reason I dance

Dorlene ballroom dancing 💃

can’t miss out the banter of course

anyway go read it if you like :D

tag: @myriadparacosm

[fourthreesuspension]

Prompt: 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.

Thanks for the tag @effiepotterisamilf !!!!

I have a truly pathetic number of wips :,)

Love is a verb (it's an action)

Prompt for MWPP

That is literally it I have had no time to write please send help

Np tags: @myriadparacosm @spillthebea sorry if you've already been tagged!

[elilelibeli]

Thank you @a-pine-cone & @staringathesunbabe (Lemme also tell you I cried about coco for 45 minutes and had to take “a calm down pill” to sleep :) idk what was up with me that day but that moviee just woke cry monster in me fr embarrassing) for the tags this gave me a fun way to procrastinate my life yaaay!

rules: answer & tag ppl u want to connect w and get to know better

fav color: orange

last song: crooked smile by j.cole (i love rediscovering songs, this will be on repeat for days!)

last film: The Banshees of Inisherin (instant favorite)

currently reading: Foucault's Pendulum by Umberto Eco

currently watching: 9-1-1 rewatch, bi icon bucky i love you!

currently craving: sun, burgers

coffee or tea: Tea, tea, tea (you don’t wanna know me when I am on coffee)

np tags as always @ecstarry @bellaxisworld @myriadparacosm

And anyone else pls do this so I steal reading and watching inspiration from you! xoxoxoxo

[myriadparacosm]

Regulus would never be able to not blush or swoon every time he is called "Mr. Potter" after marrying James. Sometimes he would even fake not hearing just for the person to repeat it again. His heart hammers like a wild bird and he can't help the blush that drowns him - but he can't be mad because he is just so happy about being Mr. Potter. At first he had mocked James who loved to call Regulus his husband and get incredibly flustered when he returns the favor but Mr. Potter? This is his weakness and he loves it too much to fight it.

[lexithwrites]

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thank you for the tag @emlovessid <3 this is from the first chapter of 'seeing the stars makes me dream' once again using this as its the only bigger fic im working on rn, but hopefully more stuff will come

There was a black cat that had been following James for a while now, but every time he turned around to pet it the cat would scurry away. Strange, he thought, wandering down the road and glancing over his shoulder at the fluffy little thing trotting after him. Why follow him if it was too scared to be touched by him?

no pressure tags: @myriadparacosm @spillthebea @autistpride

[raiynnah]

Thriller

@wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 589

Also: @pain-in-the-riri, @myriadparacosm, and @theoneandonlypjofanatic because all of you seemed interested in a kind of continuation of the first part (hope you don't mind!)

(Reading that isn't necessary to understand this one)

His legs burn with effort as he flees, turning the corner, the adrenaline rushing through him like wildfire. That thing is still behind him, he’s sure of it, though he hasn’t looked back to check. He doesn't know how long it's been. Minutes? Hours? Besides the desperate gasps for air tugging at his throat and the stomping of his boots on the street everything is as silent as a graveyard. He wonders if that’s a bad omen. What is that figure? He’s not quite convinced it’s human. And why is it after me?

Suddenly a familiar mechanical roar spits out from the corner. He flinches, fear freezing through his blood stream. At least I got to tell Moony I loved him. But then, as his eyes flicker over the motorcycle, he recognises it. And he recognises the person on top of it.

“Remus?!” His boyfriend flips the visor up but doesn’t revel in Sirius’ shock, instead gesturing rapidly with his hands.

“Get on.” Sirius, of course, does what Remus says, scrambling behind him and holding on to Remus’ waist with an unrelentingly tight grip. His hammering heartbeat slows down slightly as they speed away. The wind in his hair and the warm body in front of him instantly comfort him even when he knows the danger hasn’t passed.

Remus parks in front of a house and it’s only then that Sirius realises they aren’t at their shared apartment but at the Potter’s place.

“Why?” he asks, trailing off when Remus tugs him closer, pulling him to the front door.

“They’re on vacation, remember? I just don’t trust our security, you know we’ve been quite lax about it.” Remus fiddles with the key and wrenches open the door, shoving them both inside. When the door is locked again he embraces Sirius and inhales deeply. Sirius puts his arms around Remus, hugging him back just as ferociously. “Now, tell me what happened,” Remus orders as he pulls away.

“You don’t know?” Sirius asks, shocked. Remus tucks a strand of hair behind Sirius’ ear. Remus acted so in control of the situation that Sirius had almost believed that his boyfriend had become omniscient.

“I know something is wrong and I know that the warning letter you got shouldn’t have been ignored that easily. Now, talk to me as I double check that James and Lily locked all the windows.”

“It’s just…” Sirius sighs. “Regulus is dead, dead people can’t send letters.”

“I’m just glad you’re not dead, Sirius. It was stupid to let you act like that warning didn’t mean anything.”

“How’d you know where I was?”

“James is practically a worried mother, your location can be found on at least two different apps on my phone.” Remus looks back at him, frowning. “Go sit down, Padfoot, you need it. I doubt this is over.” Sirius huffs, making his way to the Potter’s expensive velvet couch.

“I think it’s my family,” Sirius says suddenly.

“If it is, they’re not getting away with it.” Remus sneers coldly at the curtains. “Do you know who was chasing you?”

“I’m not sure if it’s even human, Remus. It looked so evil, even from across the street.” Thoughts rush through his mind and he takes out his phone. Remus watches him, looking slightly bewildered as the phone rings.

“Hello?” says the voice on the other side, a voice he never thought he’d hear again.

“Hi, Regulus. Didn’t think you’d pick up, dead people rarely do,” Sirius remarks bitterly. What a strange day to still be alive.

Continue Reading this AU

[lilyofthevalleyys]

thank you for the tag!!

WELL it’s not wrong

tagging: @sleepinginmygrave @myriadparacosm @whoopsiesnodaisies @chace-vito and anyone else!

Another quiz for if you were a fictional character how would your fandom treat you (if you think your life is too boring to have a fandom just think of yourself as living the domestic!au of some sci-fi or fantasy)

reblog with your results

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Prompt: 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.

Thank you for the tag @hotreadingwitch (currently listening to Hozier :)), let us see, let us see

MWPP

MWPP2

Braving the Ocean Epilogue

Movement in Montana

The WIP (music)

np tags: @nettedtangible, @lexithwrites, @spillthebea, @myriadparacosm, and @vlaflipvla

[elilelibeli]

Ele Mood-board :) <3

go to pinterest and make yourself a moodboard, whatever that means to you.

@bellaxisworld thankuuuu <3 love the angel moodboard it is so so cute the teacups are adorable!!

all my Pinterest has are pics of Ruby Cruz but we move on from that

even though I don’t think this is still quite right, the party sheep makes it worth it!

wow second tag in a span of 10 minutes wow, who do u think u are ele! but i only interacted here with you guys so here we go again: @a-pine-cone @missmoonfrost @moonymiel @myriadparacosm + everyone else cause as a Pinterest sl@t i wanna see y’alls boards

[myriadparacosm]

Sirius: I just knew. I knew when Walburga got pregnant that she would give birth to pure evil with no doubts about the pain it causes to innocent people. People already dead are suffering because of you but they can't say it because they are dead! But I know the truth Reggie! I knew it the moment our blasted mother got pregnant that she will birth you that you are made to make me suffer and I can't hate you because I love you!

James:

Remus:

Regulus: I'm literally just wearing a shirt.

Sirius: TEAM EDWARD??? ARE YOU MAD? HAVE YOU SEEN JACOB?

Regulus: As if you aren't biased because you're dating a werewolf.

Remus: Don't pull me into that.

James: Hey come on, you haven't even watched the first movie, you can't pick a side yet-

Sirius: Reggie, I'm telling it for you to get /better/. You can't pick vampires over werewolves.

Regulus: I like sucking.

Remus:

Sirius:

James: He's right-

[lilyofthevalleyys]

if only i could, i’d make a deal with god, and i’d get him to swap our places. be running up that road, be running up that hill, be running up that building

running up that hill (a deal with god) by kate bush

@chace-vito @myriadparacosm @lemongrass77777 @siriuslygay1981

reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to