#Oh Minerva's gonna LOVE this

[charmfamily]

(SEMI) CHARMED KIND OF LIFE: EPISODE 3 POST CREDITS BONUS SCENE, PART III - “GENESIS IN BLACK”

Transcript Below.

MAX: You’re shorter than me, you have no room to call anybody a hobbit, Smurfette.

GEMMA: When I get down from here you’re getting turned into a rat too! MAX: If you can get down from there, why do you need me to call off “Lurch”? [he smirks smugly, perking a brow in her general direction.] 

WOLFGANG: [As Gemma continues to struggle in her attempt to free herself, he tips his head to the side thoughtfully as if he’s suddenly noticed something, setting her down perhaps not as gently as he could have before he leans in to get right in her face, narrowing his eyes into an uncomfortably keen gaze that catches her off guard a little.] Huh…

GEMMA: Ec– Hey. Excuse you? [She blinks a few times in utter confusion, leaning back a little bit to put some distance between them.] Is there a reason you’re invading my bubble or –?

WOLFGANG: [Snickering with a roll of his eyes, he shakes his head at her question, turning around momentarily and reaching out to grab her phone out of Max’s hand before he offers it back to her.] I guess I have to call you something besides killer-bait now.

GEMMA: Because you suddenly remembered that I have an actual name? Did I accidentally kick you in the head or something?

WOLFGANG: Because your eyes are green, smart-ass. Like… there’s some brown there, but still, mostly like dark green.

GEMMA: [Not quite sure what to say to that, she just stares at him silently between more confused blinks, freezing up like a deer in headlights.] 

[valm-arcane]

OOC: So I've seen a number of "I wish are drifters could stand up for themselves more" and "why are we playing glorified therapist that's the Tenno's things and we barely have the experience". It's left me feeling the need to throw my opinion into the wilds.

1999 is a direct study in practical for the Drifter. In Duviri, you regain your emotions and learn to regulate them in healthy manner (thus achieving the purpose of the story book.) in the New War you gain the true powers of a Tenno and thought Eternalism get a flash bang lesson on how to use them. AFTER using everything you learned in Duviri to survive Narmers take over.

So how's 1999 a study in practical? Because your putting all three skill sets to the test. The combat you learned, the void powers to use Warframe and focus abilities. And lastly emotional regulation and health. Your using the lessons of Duviri to learn about are care for the Hex. To as Entrati puts it "know them".

This is true for the new Protoframe's as well! Lizzie is giving us a unprecedented level of character for the Helminth and it's views. But! We're also helping it understand Flare and by extension others. With Velimer and Minerva there failing marriage and interpersonal drama is the exact thing cults prey on that allow them to get hooks into folks like Neci. Helping them repair there love also furthers the proof of what Albrecht said. "So that's the poison to you plan Love". If we're gonna have a damned chance of helping the Major getting her parents on the same page needs to happen. As for Kaya, isn't it odvious. Her pain and need to run away is the exact thing that Wally used to goad us into the deal.

And I firmly believe that all of this is leading up to us EMPATHIZING and coming to understand Wally's perspective. Empathy, love and understanding are the weapons to fight the unknown. Because blade and bullet can't kill concepts. The Drifter is not someone we should be saying "oh why can't I stand up for myself more" YOUR DRIFTER IS they lived though a world ruled by emotions, trained to regulate them in the form of actual fucking dragons.

You think Quincy throwing a fearful tantrum, or Velimer's joyfulness isn't something they can see right fucking though?. Give your drifters more credit people.

[dracolilhoe]

Secret Keepers (Severus Snape x Y/n)

Pt.2 -> Secret Keepers

Severus Snape x fem!pregnant!wife!professor

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Warnings - Female reader, use of Y/n, mild swearing, Professor reader, mentions of mensurating

Words: +1.5k

Summary: Severus & Y/n have been secretly married for the last few years. Y/n has a hunch that something big is happening, but isn't sure if she should trust her instincts.

If you find mistakes please tell me! I'm not a perfect writer so please just let me know. Happy reading! :)

Just breathe, Y/n. Everything is perfectly fine. I say to myself as I pace around my classroom. You're freaking out over nothing. It's normal for everyone to miss their period sometimes, but two weeks? Maybe I should see Poppy just to be sure. I let out a shaky breath and made my way to the hospital wing, my footsteps echoing in the empty corridors.

"Poppy?" I call as I walk into the Hospital wing. "Hello? Oh! Y/n dear lovely to see you! Is something the matter? You seem distressed." Merlin, this is going to be awkward. "Um… I was wondering if you happened to have a pregnancy test?" Her eyebrows shoot up slightly as she stares at me. "Yes. Yes, I do. Do you need one?" "Yes. That would be great." "Alright, give me a moment." She walks over to her office to fetch the test as I rock back and forth nervously.

The clicking of the heels can be heard a few moments later as she comes back with the test in hand. "The bathroom is just over there," She points over to a door on the far end of the wing. "take all the time you need." She gives me a comforting pat on the back and a soft push forward.

After I do my business I place the test on the bathroom counter face down and wash my hands. I lean against the wall of the bathroom as I gaze at the test. I sigh heavily and rub my eyes. "It's now or never…" I mutter picking up the small stick. I look down and stare at the single pink word.

Positive

"Holy shit. Holy shit," I whisper as the test falls to the floor and my hands fly to my tear-filled eyes. "I'm gonna be a mom… I'm gonna be a mom!" A soft knocking can be heard as a soft voice calls, "Y/n… is everything alright?" I open the door and stare at the older woman in front of me. She glances at my tear-stained cheeks and the test now on the floor. She bends down, picks up the test, and her eyes widen as her mouth falls open. "Dear Merlin," she whispers, "you're pregnant!" I nod as she pulls me into a tight hug. "Congratulations!" She says excitedly as we pull away and she rubs my shoulders softly. "Thank you."

"If you don't mind me asking… who's the father?" I sigh. "Promise me you'll keep it a secret. We'd like to keep our marriage private." "Marriage!?" "Poppy! Promise me!" "Okay, okay I promise." "It's Severus." "What!?" "Keep your voice down will ya! Someone could be walking by." Poppy sighs, "Damnit, I owe Minerva and Pomona 10 galleons." "Excuse me? What do you mean you owe them galleons!?" "Um… well me, Albus, Minnie, Fillius, Hagrid, and Pomona bet on whether you and Severus would end up together. Minnie and Pomona said you would and the rest of us said you wouldn't. We were clearly wrong."

"Poppy!" A voice calls from the entrance to the hospital wing. Poppy turns around to find Minerva with a puzzled expression on her face. Minerva glances at my tear-stained face and then the test in Poppy's hand. "Y/n, are you alright?" "Never better, Minnie." Minerva walks over and takes the test from Poppy's hand. "Y/n, you're pregnant?! Who's the father? When did this happen?" "Minnie!" "What! I'm just curious!" "Okay, first off the father is Sev," she gasps and I roll my eyes, "Second, I know you guys bet on us." She laughs nervously. "No hard feelings, right?" I sigh and shake my head. "No hard feelings," she lets out a breath and laughs nervously, "But I want 20%."

"Y/nnn," she whines "Pleaseee don't do this" "Hand it over girl." I giggle as she pouts her lip but hands me some money from her pocket. "Thank you." I place the money in my back pocket as well as the test Minerva handed back to me. "When are you going to tell Severus?" Poppy asks as the three of us walk toward the entrance to the wing. My face falls slightly as I fidget with my fingers. "Probably after dinner," I whisper nervously. "Don't be nervous! Everything will be fine!" Minerva says as she pulls me into a motherly embrace. I sigh and hug her back. "Thank you, Minnie." "I should probably get going. My next class starts soon," I glance down at my watch. "I'll see you two at dinner." "Good luck, Y/n!" They say as I make my way back to my classroom.

**Dinner**

I head to the Great Hall and enter through the large doors. Walking up to the broad table at the far end of the hall taking a seat next to Severus. "Hello, love," I whisper. A smile appears on his face as he gives me a quick glance. I hear giggling and glance to my left to see Minerva and Poppy smirking at me. I roll my eyes as I place some food on my plate. "So, how was your day, Severus?" Severus gives me a confused look as he side-eyes the girls. "The usual. Gave Potter a detention this evening" I nod not really paying attention to what he is saying, "Severus, I was wondering if I could speak to you after dinner. It's urgent." His eyebrows furrow in confusion, but he nods.

Once dinner is finished Severus stands up and heads towards his office. I watch him as he goes and feel my body heat up from the nerves. "So, have you told him yet?" A voice asks from behind me. I jump and let out a small squeal. "Minnie! What the bloody hell!" "Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! I was just curious." "No. I haven't told him yet. I'm going to go tell him right now." "Okay! Good luck, Y/n!" I nod as I stand up and begin walking to his office. "You better name it after me!" She calls. I laugh and answer back, "You wish!" A few students and staff members who are still present in the hall exchange glances with each other as they stare at me and Minerva.

I begin heading down the stairs toward the dungeons. The cold atmosphere making me shiver. I reach the door to Sev's office and softly tap my knuckles against the dark wood. "Severus?" "Enter." Says the cold monotone voice of my dear husband. I open the door leaving it slightly ajar and am met with the familiar smell of parchment and books. I glance up to see my husband sitting at his desk with a quill in hand and papers scattered on his desk. His cold eyes meet mine but soften instantly. "Hey, love. You wanted to talk about something?" I nod. He pushes his chair back and pats his lap. "Come."

I walk over and straddle him my hands moving to play with his hair. (Something he will never admit to liking out loud.) He moves his hands to draw small circles on my thighs. "Speak." "Well, I went to see Poppy this morning and-" "What? Why? Are you alright? Are you hurt?" He asks as he caresses my cheek. "Sev! Let me finish," He sighs, "Go on." "To answer your question I'm perfectly fine. I just haven't um… well… I haven't gotten my period for almost three weeks. I just got worried so I went to Poppy," He raises his eyebrows slightly but doesn't interrupt. "I asked her for a test and she gave me one," I reach into my back pocket and pull out the test handing it to him.

He takes the test from my hands and turns it around to stare at the pink word against the small screen. "You're… You're pregnant?" He whispers as he looks up at me. I nod as tears fill my eyes. He pulls me into a tight hug as he kisses my head. "I can't believe it… we're gonna have a baby." I look up at his shocked face and giggle as we pull apart. "Is that why Minerva and Poppy were acting weird?" I lay my head on his shoulder. "Yeah. They both found out about us this morning. Did you know they placed a bet on us?" "They did, did they," he says as he kisses my forehead and begins running his fingers through my hair. "As much as I would love to hold you for the rest of the evening… Mr. Potter has a detention… and should be arriving soon." I sigh and get off his lap as he stands up and pulls me into his chest. "I love you, darling, I'll come see you tonight." He leans down for a loving kiss. I smile and walk over to the door as he sits back down at his desk. "Love you!" I say as I begin to make my way back to my chambers.

Unbeknownst to both of us Harry had been listening through the crack in the door and knew everything. He wouldn't tell anyone, right?

It's the bloody dungeon bat for crying out loud!

Of course, he would!

Breakfast should be interesting tomorrow…

Pt.2 -> Secret Keepers

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[codnriddlewhore]

A/N: guys idk how to make thos links someone teach me plsssss and i hope u like this, i decided to post 2 shorter parts instead of 1 long one, felt nicer. next part is gonna be set some years later and itll be maaaybe a tad bit happier. dont hesitate to say anything, good or bad, mwah

wc: 965

She left earlier, of course.

The day after, to be precise. It was a slow and quiet morning. She felt at peace and torn apart at the same time. Can you feel that way? Maybe like someone that felt content with the way they lived their life, though now being stuck in a tornado.

Tom´s wife was sitting on the breakfast table with one leg propped up on the chair, wearing one of his jumpers and a teacup in her hand, smiling to herself and only having kissed him good morning and asked if he wanted tea. It angered him. Of course it did, she was always and every day the biggest chatterbox in the morning, excited about the day. He sometimes joked that it annoyed him. He hoped she realized the joke. He lived off her feeding him her presence. And who smiles like that, does he have a stain on his tie? Did she pack him heart shaped-sandwiches? I mean what else could´ve-

“Why aren´t you getting dressed? We`ve got to leave in-“

He checks his watch.

“exactly 13 minutes. I love you, but I know you wouldn´t make it.

She looks up from her tea, smiling again. He could sense it wasn´t the adorable type, it made his stomach turn. Something was wrong.

Well of course something was wrong Riddle, you´re ignoring the fact that you weren´t able to breath after the argument last night and that, you incontrollable child threw up all over the fucking bathroom you-

“Oh Minerva took the 2nd years to Hogsmeade for the morning, got 3 free periods.”

Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. You never lie to me, you´ve never lied to me- What did I do, please, I´m begging you to go back day before yesterday with me I can´t fucking stand this

Of course he knew what he did, though did it deserve such a reaction? From both of them?

She stands up, gets very close to him and musters a real smile, one that made her eyes really small and showed her gums. It took all of her willpower left to do so. For him, It made his before mentioned train of thought stop.

Okay, of course it´s still her. It´s his wife.

She straightens his wobbly tie, there was no need to do so on other mornings. Another look in his eyes, knowing she´s the probably the only person that will see the truth in them. The fear. The other wobbly thing in the room were his legs when she kissed him, deeply, not hungry, but lovingly and meaningfully.

“Be nice. They´ll love you”

“Pfft, absolutely, don´t they always?”, he didn´t want to make a joke in such a moment but I guess he felt human, wanting to lift the atmosphere.

In the years after, they´d both remember this moment countless of times, she grinning like a child that remembered their last cool birthday party and he as in the objectively worst choice of words he ever made.

It was time, she felt it in the air. She'd die otherwise. Her to-do-list was now fairly simple, though the circumstances added some points.

pack Cry Put music on to distract Sob Pack Unpack Sob Look forward to life Pack Leave her faveorite blanket. He secretly thinks it´s fluffy. He gets cold easily. cry Cry happy tears because how fortunate is she to have spent 3 years with such a magnificent person. Pack Write note Cry but just a tad Breathe. Make tea. Put a lid on his cup so it stays hot. Breathe Smile Leave

Tom came home early. Who fucking cares about the pre-OWLs, he knows there´s the quidditch finale tonight and no one will concentrate. 1st day after Christmas break, whose idea was that.

Was she still in the school? He didn´t see her, though he didn´t particularly go look for her, he knows when to back off. She sometimes “regenerated” in her own space.

He got comfortable in his house and went into the ki- Did he forget his tea this morning? Seems unusual.

a note.

No.

In a pace an Olympic fast-walker would be jealous of, he makes his way to the library and sits down in the old, brown leather chair. His eyeballs hurt from his palms pressing into them, a strategy from the orphanage when he was first mocked for crying, it prevented the tears wonderfully. Tom sat like that for a few minutes, his left leg bouncing up and down and increasing in speed.

No.

Abruptly Tom stands up and walks over to the bookshelf with her little detective novels and big encyclopedias on algae and what not. His shaking hand pulls one out, the title doesn´t matter. He stares at it. He smells it. It doesn´t smell like her, at all. Why would it? It´s just a book. Was she real?

From his mouth comes not a growl, not a scream, what is it? He simply knows he hasn´t made that noise in a very long time and it almost accurately described his emotions. Almost. Nothing ever really will, he believes, though he´ll find a word for word description of his thoughts many years later. The book is now in about 14 pieces, torn apart, unreadable. Something wet runs over his hot cheeks. The knee-part of his grey slacks is ruined by the wet grass. He thought he´d suffocate inside.

Dearest Tommy,

I think I said everything I meant last night, though my devotion to you is hard to word.

You are the most precious, wonderful thing that has happened to me.

I want you to accept yourself.

To see yourself as I do.

You´re too much of a gift to existence and love in general to reduce yourself to a cause.

I love you, my Darling.

There were a few more words in between, but the tear stains made them unreadable. He´d get to reading it at some point. Maybe.

[nerdcousin]

Do you ever just think of a different universe, in which the marauders realise that they are being dicks in like third year or something when it isn’t too late yet, and they stop bullying Snape, and apologies; and Snape (and a good few of the other Slytherins bc that whole portrayal is just lazy writing in my opinion) don’t have as much of a problem with muggles (probably because they actually spend time with people who don’t have blood supremacist views/have positive examples of muggles and muggle borns, depending on case); and they all become friends.

And when Regulus comes to Hogwarts Severus befriends him, and ofc he’s Sirius’ brother. And because he’s obviously friends with other Slytherins as well, and he introduces them to the marauders and their other friends and thus the gap between Slytherin and Gryffindor starts to mend.

A good few more people find out about Rem being a werewolf and become animagi. Lily also befriends the Marauders and stats dating James earlier (canonically she couldn’t stand at least James and Sirius until sixth year).

All the friend groups (Marauders, Snape’s gang, Slytherin Skittles etc) become intermingled. These people all get invited to so many weddings and anniversaries after Hogwarts, it is actually ridiculous. The wizarding world, canonically-ish, has no issues with queer people so whatever rocks your boat works. Charora, wolfstar, jili, sevity, snulciber, Jegulus, rosekiller, marily whatever you want.

And Sev isn’t mentally quite as fucked about Lily’s death, but now he’s of course also sad about James, Sirius and Peter, and Regulus, but he’s got other friends too, ones that are not death eaters, so he isn’t (actually) one either, and he’s mentally just more healthy. We’ll just say he still becomes a spy for the Order for the sake of convenience.

Remus is left mourning Regulus and his other new friends after the war, but the wizarding community is stronger, and he had more support.

The Order is also in a better position because the kids managed to change the views of their age group so drastically.

If you have ideas for other characters, please add, idk too much about them cuz I tend to fixate on just a handful of characters but I would love to read your thoughts.

When Snape goes to teach at Hogwarts he isn’t a downright antisocial asshole like he is in canon so he becomes part of the Big Happy Hogwarts Staff Family. (If you know fics for this trope please tell me I am starved)

He’s also actually a good teacher, because he has always been competent, and since he’s healed from his own trauma much better than in canon, he isn’t an utter arse to everyone.

And when Remus comes to teach they instantly become, or rather re-become, rampaging bffs.

When the staff starts a prank war they team up, and no one stands a chance against the man who knows virtually every potion in existence and the literal former marauder.

Sirius gets pardoned, because this time both Remus and Severus are willing to hear him out. Peter still escapes because Remus transforms, but everyone present demands Sirius is questioned with verita serum. Professor Binns is finally retired/exorcised, and Sirius becomes the History of Magic Professor. (Idea for this from Oh God, Not Again on AO3)

Remus still has to leave because of the curse, but he drops by now and again, now that his boyfriend and hopefully-soon-to-be-but-we-all-know-it’s-gonna-happen-so-soon-to-be fiancé works there. Harry never goes back to the Dursley’s.

Snape eats dinner with the other members of the Order. His hair isn’t greasy, because he isn’t too depressed to wash it. Minerva and Poppy (they are married btw) are mother figures for him, as well as the Marauders. Snape isn’t Nevils biggest fear, because he isn’t a bully. Everyone is actually shocked when he kills Dumbledore, and he is just generally more well liked.

Umbitch doesn’t know what hit her when she comes face to face with not only the Weasley twins and the contempt of the entire student body and faculty, but also prank-planing mastermind and gay disaster Sirius Orion Black the Third.

Draco isn’t a twat, or at least not as much, because his parents weren’t as bad as they are in canon. Him and Harry start dating.

Harry’s name-choice for his kid(s) isn’t terrible.

The marauders era gang comes together in the afterlife by the end of the second war and ‘lives’ happily ever after. The rest of course join then eventually, but they’ve got their lives to live at first.

Like these characters could have ALL had such beautiful relationships with each other, platonic and romantic, but nO, they HaTe each other and they have too much tRaUmA

Feel free to add and comment, but (and the fact that I feel I need to say this says a lot about this fandom or at least my experiences with it) if you’re going to insult me for liking certain characters or having certain head canons, just don’t. You don’t like, scroll.

[gunthermunch]

[Transcript under the cut]

Minerva: Can't an old lady and her familiar wash their dishes in peace anymore? Morgyn: i didn't want to be a bother Minerva but we really could use your help. We just- Caleb don't touch that. Caleb: I'm not! Morgyn: just- i need you to see something. It's about Garry Minerva: alright. im done here Minerva: why dont ou show me now Morgyn: ..i'll need you to forgive me beforehand Morgyn: I'm not giving this baby dessert for a week, a whole week. Not even a cherry and that's final Morgyn: OH BUT WHAT AM I SAYING? GARRY DESERVES ALL THE SWEETS IN THE WHOLE WORLD AND ESPECIALLY YOUR HOUSE! MAYBE EVEN SOME RAW BISTEC AND- Minerva: oh-hoho! Look at That! Minerva: Little guy has powers already? Caleb: i always knew you weren't coo-coo crazy my love! Morgyn: thanks. Morgyn: he has never done this before, and apparently i'm the one triggering it Minerva: oh, no. i don't think that's the case. Who can even know? Morgyn: i thought you'd have some information on it Minerva: while i know more about his kind than the average witch, the truth is, nothing is certain about vampires, Dear sage. Minerva: some have red eyes, some don't even have ones. some can turn into bats, some can't even levitate. Minerva: and now this strangely born vampire can mind control a sage at age two. We really made something big when creating these uncontrollable beasts, right? Morgyn: but what can we do so he… stops? Minerva: something temporary. Minerva: until little Garry grows old enough to control himself. Garry: …arry?

Morgyn: how are we going to explain this to them. Caleb: hm? the shades look pretty cool, Lilith's gonna like them Morgyn: …i guess. Caleb: MORGYN morgyn this guy can STAND ON HIS OWN!! Morgyn: really? Caleb: ugh. he fell on his butt Caleb: don't mess with me like that young beast Morgyn: caly you don't know how glad i am to not have children of our own.

[starinsaturn]

You asked I deliver 🫡🫡 (also, I can definitely see this becoming a series so, let’s name this part 2! - if you’re looking for the series as a whole, go under the tag “moony quidditch commentator” on my profile <3)

Remus: Welcome, Welcome everyone to our semi-final!! That opening performance was absolutely incredible, another round of applause to our dancers!

Remus: Now, this is a special game since we have two houses that have been spectacular this year. Let’s all cheer for them really loudly today, yeah?

Remus: Alright, seems like Ravenclaw is getting to their positions, although they should probably be getting ready to be absolutely destroyed.

Minerva: Mr. Lupin.

Remus: Sorry Minnie

Remus: AND THERE THEY ARE!!! SIRIUS AND JAMES TAKE THE PITCH WITH THE ABSOLUTELY BEST PLA-

Minerva: REMUS.

Remus: Sorry sorry!! OH AND THERE WE GO! THE MATCH HAS OFFICIALLY STARTED!

Remus: Gryffindor immediately gets ahead, with the amazingly new captain, James Potter! He had definitely earned the title with the great season he had this year. Potter passes the quaffle to Sirius, who looks great in the new uniform by the way.

Peter (that works with the sound system by Remus’ side): Merlin, Remus, focus on the game and less on your ugly boyfriend

Remus: He’s not my boyfriend, and I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that, wormy

Remus: The incredible player Sirius Black moves forward and- SCORES THE FIRST POINTS OF THE MATCH WITH AN AMAZING THROW!

Peter (laughing at Remus’ excitement): Calm down moony

Remus: Now Ravenclaw gets ahold of the quaffle, Gemma moving pretty quickly through the defenses, she goes for the point and- FUMBLES LIKE WORMTAIL TRYING TO CATCH A CHOCOLATE FROG!

Peter: HEY!

Minerva: Mr. Lupin, you better behave or I’ll have to replace you.

Remus: We both know you could never, you love me too much for that, Minnie!

Minerva: For Merlin’s sake, get your eyes in the game

Peter: Notice she said game, not Sirius

Remus: That was homophobic.

[leolithe]

Very curious to know what your thoughts are on Flare and Lizzie 👀

omggggg WE LOVE LIZZIE 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 SHE'S LITERALLY SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE SHE'S A LITTLE PET INFESTED GUITAR WHO USES THE :( and >:3 EMOTICONS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAAAAAA. the way she speaks both in and out of chat are so fun. gonna be crass here but she sounds like she's bout to cum in some of her lines LMFAOOO we LoooOOOOOVE it 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

I was totally ready to trust her and sell my soul to her, Lizzie and I can be possessive obsessive hivemind besties if Flare doesn't want her AHAHAHAHA. LOVE that the symbiote-type character is a she. so refreshing.

Flare we are more normal about lmfao. We know we said we didn't like their face on first impressions but that's cuz we found their render in the first promo art to be a little rough. Also thought their makeup wasn't bold enough but now in the current game we think they look pretty good. In the bar at least. Good lighting does crazy things u wouldn't believe

We like that their transness is everywhere in their story. From v*ktor calling them a degenerate to them being EXTREMELY worried that Lizzie is "their core self". It's nice that they're very sensitive and emotional and Open About It because 1) they're a rock artist this makes sense and 2) omygod such a breath of fresh air compared to the other 3 Protos earlier chats. I found both Flare and Lizzie pleasant to talk to tbh. Proud to say we did not get jumpscared 👍👍

Have not seen today's chat. Also have not built Temple yet. Actually... Kind of sick of 1999 in general. Think the Infested are ugly. Dislike the tileset (I GET LOST AND STUCK SO MUCH MORE OFTEN IN THIS UGLY STINKY INFESTED CITY EWWWW). Hate what the fandom tag looks like (yes we have already blacklisted lots of boring tags). But we'll spend some time with Lizzie and Temple when we build them. Probably won't insta-Helminth them like we did with most other Prime-less frames. (Sorry Yareli but i KNOW ur Prime is coming soon I PROMISE…)

OH and the Lizzie x Flare confession we got 2 days ago made us tear up SORRY. Even though narratively i think this climax came too fast (same with Vel and Minerva's confession (V×M were ridiculously too fast to get back together i was like bruh srsly was that one island memory all it took??)), we don't know what Lizzie did with Flare to get them to be in co-con like that but WWAAAH. HELP. We're a baby system learning to use text to communicate with each other so seeing that was just like "WAIT……… WE DO THAT TOO……. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭"

so basicly We like Them a casual amount ^_^

[padfootscoldleathers]

ladies, gents, bents, non-conformants!

welcome welcome one and all to me posting about my fic and welcome to my mailbox if you want to send me stuff you'd like to see in the fic (i will consider them even if they dont make it to the fic)

this is a band au for the marauders era BUT the original marauders are not the band. let me explain. also i want to preface by apologising because i just jump from character to character w the povs so

Moths to a Spotlight: Sirius, Peter, Marlene, Dorcas (no band name yet so shoot your shot if you want to)

the marauders era characters have a LOT of different roles here. Regulus and Pandora are ballet dancers, Mary and Peter grew up together & met Remus in highschool in America and did music but now Mary and Remus are like what billie is to finneas? (also i made Remus southern) Alice is a ball of whimsy and the next artist of our time painting only in vibrant and swelling colours BUT has one singular monochrome painting and i'll explain later. Evan manages Mary and Remus and MINERVA, queen that she is, is basically the band's mother/manager. fluffy black brothers!! oh, and andromeda is dead. whaaaat who said that

i know what you're thinking "where the fuck is james?? lily?? barty??" heh heh WELL you're not gonna like this. lily is the villain here and not in a good way. it was a VERY toxic marylily and lily is the Casual girl (chappell roan) ANYWAAAY you're gonna see a LOT of that BUT she does have her redemption arc. i think. maybe.

barty broke up with sirius right before they went on tour, a couple months before the beginning of the fic. they grew up together, its very bittersweet, might give you heartburn. AGAIN redemption arc.

and uh the jegulus here will just slap you in the face

OR. Mary and Sirius break up with Lily and Barty respectively and have to figure out how to clean up the mess from here only to be slapped in the face with new love interests. Mary joins Sirius' band as an opener for the european leg of their world tour and along the way finds that to love someone isnt pouring all of yourself down their drain hoping they'll eventually be satisfied but to be respected, remembered and cared for. While Sirius slowly falls head over heels for an oblivious Remus who joined Mary on the tour. At every stop it becomes more and more obvious until finally Sirius, a rockstar, ends up performing a sweet love song completely different from his music style as a love confession with help of Peter.

ch. 1

don't worry guys, every couple shall get their minute of fame

basically the journey of their lives together. they find love, they find FRIENDSHIP, they find beauty in the little things, they find laughter and peace and passion. this entire fic for me was to discover all the little things, the day to day things that makes life what it is. the shitty things people do and how they can come back from that. it's filled with jokes and family and bittersweet memories, pain and heartache and stretched silences. its all those moments you weave into stories to tell when you're old on a porch swing or young in a rocking chair. its their life.

ships & sexualities (let me cook)

alice - aroace bi

peter - asexual bi

mary - bisexual

pandora - pansexual

remus - bisexual

sirius - the gayest man to ever gay

regulus - transmasc gay

james - demispec pansexual

dorcas - lesbian

marlene - demisexual lesbian

lily - "not a lesbian"

barty - aroallo

evan - transmasc ace bi

mary x pandora = bitterhope/pandamary/ rosemary (my roman empire)

pending* peter x alice = palice (most beautiful qpr to ever qpr in the marauders era)

sirius x remus = wolfstar

regulus x james = sunseeker

dorcas x marlene = dorlene (they need something cooler)

evan x barty = rosekiller (gonna happen eventually though i kinda just dunno how)

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[grossdyke]

midstory line tag !!!

(10 lines from the middle of 10 fics & tagging 10 people)

thank you for the tag @lifeisabitch-butimcute 🤍🤍

1. we are nowhere and it’s now

— death eaters as a travelling circus au

There’s a story, perhaps only a fairytale, claiming that a long-haired boy, rumoured to be the Sirius Black, once stood in the audience, and at the end of the show he allegedly tried to sneak into the performer’s lounge to get ahold of his runaway brother. If the story is true or not, no one knows, but if it was— then the older Black seemingly failed in bringing his brother back home.

2. taste me when he’s kissing you

— marylily

She doesn’t want James to taste her when he’s kissing Mary. The thought makes her a little disgusted with herself, with him. James is nothing. James shouldn’t think about her ever.

She wants Mary to taste her when she’s kissing James.

Oh. Oh.

3. seven scenes from a marriage

— bellareg marriage au

He writes, I can’t wait to be yours, and you forget, for a moment, that you’re the girl.

You write him back, you wanna be my wife, cousin? because you can’t help yourself. It’s going to your head.

He writes, please.

4. you can marry another (it’s alright with me)

— lurthur sailor au

He’s not marrying Lucius, only sees her for a few short weeks of the year, and back home there’s a wonderfully stubborn and beautiful woman who’ll have a smaller wedding than she’d like because Arthur bought a ring for someone else.

Guilt isn’t an unfamiliar feeling to Arthur, it made a home in him the day he crashed into Lucius drunk out of his mind. He knew he was a goner when he couldn’t stop staring at her fast moving pink lips as she kept berating him.

Guilt isn’t unfamiliar, it just simply isn’t enough to keep him away.

5. The Ill-advised Adventures of a Teacher’s Pet

— ritaminerva teacher/student au

She traces young Minerva’s face with her fingertips. She wants to know more about her. Wants to know everything there is to know— but she’ll take what she can get, until it eventually has to end. When Minerva finally lets her go. Realises that Rita is just a stop on the way, even if she desperately wants to be more. Rita is good at getting what she wants, deserving of it or not. She’s good at being convincing, but Minerva is smarter than that. She sees right through her, which is what Rita had been attracted to from the very beginning. Being seen. Being caught. Now it just makes Rita think about the inevitable end.

6. i’m never gonna know you now,

— canon compliant maryjames

I think about you all the time, Mary. More than I should, and more than a happily married man has any right to. Lily and I barely talk these days, and if we do it’s mostly because of Harry. I don’t miss her nearly as much as I miss you, and I tell myself it’s because I see her every day; that she’s right here. She’s here, but she’s not. I’m here, but I’m not. I don’t know where she goes, in her mind, and I haven’t asked. I know she goes somewhere happier than here, though. I loathe to admit, Mary, but I don’t want to ask.

I don’t want to ask where she goes because I don’t want her to ask where I go. I used to pride myself on my honor, my loyalty. I appear to have less of both these days.

7. she’s electric (can i be electric too?)

— effiebarty

She stepped closer, entering his personal space, and raised the cup of coffee for him to take. Their fingers brushed when he took it. She hadn’t flinched at the touch. Hadn’t wrinkled her nose in disgust. She let her fingers linger, just a little, before removing them. Maybe she wanted to be filthy.

Good boy, she’d said.

8. oh, how love grows

— emmaryjames

James meets Mary’s eyes and there’s a hint of something in them that Mary can’t quite place. A question maybe, or he’s searching for something in her own eyes. She’ll ask him later, she thinks. For now she just gives him a quick kiss on the lips and he looks especially pleased with himself. Tosser.

“I think it’s sweet,” Emmeline says then and takes a sip of her wine, “a proper friends to lovers trope.”

Mary rolls her eyes, blushing. “What about you, then? Boyfriend? Girlfriend?”

“A few here and there, but no one serious.” She shrugs.

Oh, Mary thinks.

James’ hand stills on her back.

9. I Could Stare At Your Back All Day

— quillkiller

Bellatrix has always been a sight to behold and Rita has always been watching. Bellatrix is standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame and the world stops. Again, it stops. Rita thinks she’s living inside a dream and she can’t figure out if it’s a good one or not. If she’ll wake up soon, screaming and panting, grasping the bedsheets desperately in an attempt to ground herself.

10. if the end of the world was near

— quillkiller

Rita is looking at her as if she doesn’t recognize her anymore and Bellatrix can’t blame her. She doesn’t recognize herself either most of the time. Sometimes she stands in front of the mirror for what feels like hours, trying to find something - anything - about herself that she recognizes but she comes up empty every single time.

“Why’d you do it?” Rita asks her and Bellatrix still thinks that she’s wonderful. Even now, when she’s angry and disappointed.

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[the-writing-trash-panda]

A bunch of incorrect quotes I got from this site.

Gray: Yeah, I find it quite emotional. In like a cool way.

Lucy: Did you just say it makes you cry in a cool way?

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Natsu: Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey!

Lucy: But I'm a vegan.

Natsu: Wakey Wakey Vegetables and Sadness.

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Erza: I'm hot, I’m tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.

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Wendy: Oh, they left the bowl out?

Wendy: It says, “Take two pieces of candy.”

Natsu: Nobody around though…*grabs the entire bowl and runs off with it*

Wendy: NO—

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Gray: Erza-

Erza: *sighs* Jellal used to call me Erza...

Gray: ...Because it's your fucking name.

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Natsu: Laxus has only knocked me out three time this week. Our friendship is really developing.

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Wendy: Okay happy campers! If you were a fruit what would you be and why?

Erik: I'd be a tomato because no one accepts me as part of the group.

Wendy: ...

Erik: ...

Wendy: OKAY HAPPY CAMPERS-

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Laxus: Where are your parents?

Wendy: What are parents?

Laxus: That’s just about the saddest thing I've ever heard.

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Wendy: There are three chairs and five kids. What do you do?

Rogue: Get two more chairs.

Sting: Cut each chair in half to make six.

Natsu: Make them FIGHT for their seats!

Erik: I would never be near children.

Gajeel: Get rid of two kids.

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Sting: It’s not gonna work, I’m not a snitch.

Cop: Fine, let's try something else. Tag a friend you recently committed a crime with.

Sting: Lmao, @Rogue.

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Erik: Good morning. As you begin your day, remember that violence is always an option and often the answer.

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Bickslow: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare.

Evergreen: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great.

Bickslow: Not when you’re playing with Fried, it’s not. He puts words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”

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Bickslow: Say no to drugs.

Bickslow: Say yes to drugs.

Bickslow: It doesn't matter if you say yes or no to drugs, cause if you're talking to drugs... then you're on drugs.

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Bickslow: I made tea.

Laxus: I don't want tea.

Bickslow: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.

Laxus: Then why did you tell me?

Bickslow: It's a conversation starter.

Laxus: It's a horrible conversation starter.

Bickslow: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

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Fried: What are you writing?

Bickslow: The government wants to know what kind of weapons we have in the house. I'm letting them know it's private information.

Laxus, looking over Bickslow's shoulder: This just says 'fuck around and find out' in calligraphy.

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Fried: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn't require insulting each other every time you get a chance?

Bickslow: No.

Evergreen: No.

Fried: Didn't think so.

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Gajeel: I could kill you if I wanted.

Droy: Yeah? So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.

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Gajeel: Goodnight to the love of my life, Levy, and fuck the rest of y'all.

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Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Levy: Oh no, that’s terrible!

Gajeel: Did they win?

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Levy: You three, explain right now!

Jet: It was Gajeel.

Droy: It was Gajeel.

Lily: It was Gajeel.

Gajeel:

Gajeel: …fuck.

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Sting, being robbed: Please! Have mercy! I have a family! A wife and kids… a dog…

Minerva: Literally none of that is true, Sting.

Sting: Okay, but I’m sexy! That’s gotta count for something, right?

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Minerva: New year, same me. Because I'm perfect.

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Sting: Are you ever going to listen to me?

Rogue: Yes. Absolutely.

Sting: When?

Rogue: When you're right.

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Sting: Between Minerva, Rogue and Yukino, there are three braincells.

Sting: And Yukino has all three of them.

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Sting: Life keeps fucking me and I can't remember the safeword.

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Sting: I don’t need any more friends. I already have four.

Yukino: Don’t you mean five?

Sting: *looks directly at Rogue*

Sting: No, I’m pretty sure I meant to say four.

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Yukino: Why can’t we all just get along?

Minerva: Because most of us are assholes, Yukino.

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Sting, gesturing to Yukino: Rogue, look what you did! You made Mom upset!

Minerva: Mom, please don’t cry, we’re sorry!

Rogue: I’m sorry Mom... :(

Yukino, near tears: I DON’T REMEMBER GIVING BIRTH TO ANY OF YOU!

[charmfamily]

CORVUS CROSSING: A CHARM FAMILY STORY. CHAPTER I "BOY, YOU'LL BE A MAN REAL SOON." PART VII. Transcript Beneath the Cut.

MINERVA [inner monologue]: It wasn't ever like that… Was it? And if it was, it wasn't always… Right?

EMERSON: You're not getting rid of me if I have anything to say about it… I love you too damn much.

MINERVA [inner monologue]: I know you did, but not ever quite as much as the glory, the recognition, the legacy. Was it ever me or did you love the way that I loved you? The way I followed you like a lost lamb and looked at you like you were the center of the universe, some embodiment of everything I once thought I wanted to be? Was it me or the fact that I had a gift that made your greatness greater? If I wasn't the best and brightest in a useful discipline you needed for your team, would you have ever looked at me at all?

EMERSON'S DIARY: On July 26, 2015 at approximately 7:00 AM, Dr. Emerson Charm and his wife, Codicologist Minerva Charm, found the lost temple of Zazatotl.

MINERVA [inner monologue]: "Minerva reading glyphs along the way, making notes to make sure we weren’t just going in circles…" I get you to where you've always wanted to go, I finally find some impossible lead after years and years of fruitless searches, and at the end of it all the "fierce and powerful genius of a girl" who spent her best years propping you up becomes nothing but a footnote in your field diary. Your name though… your name's on plaques, in history books, there's a Fates-be-damned portrait of you hanging in the very institution you loathed and thought you were too good for.

MINERVA [to Emerson's portrait, aloud]: I don't know where in the Aether you ended up, but if you can hear me there at all, hear this: I will be dead, cold, in the ground, and with a soul too far gone in the hands of otherworldly parties before Damien Aurelius Charm sets a single fucking toe in Selvadorada to take up your family's quest. If it takes me the rest of my life I'm gonna make damn sure that it ends once and for all and that it ends with you, you understand me? You checked out of this life chasing accolades when that boy was twelve: he's my legacy. Not yours. You don't get to leave me here and still get a say. [Minerva pulls out her phone with a frown, scrolling through her contacts to find Gemma's number. The phone rings twice before the line picks up.] Hey, I know you're probably having fun with the aunts but… how do you feel about staying a little longer, me joining you guys, and us having a girls' day? Get hair and nails done, take you out to eat…

GEMMA: Really?! … Can we buy new clothes?

MINERVA: [smirks] Within reason — I am still saying firm no's on any kind of crop top or two-piece bathing suit, I don't care if it is summer.

GEMMA: I won't even try to argue about it if we can bring Cassie too. I don't think her and her dad have a lot of girls' days…

MINERVA: Of course you can invite Cassie too. Actually, I'll text Mortimer and if he says okay, I'll pick her up and we'll meet you there. Sound good? GEMMA: … Hey Mom?

MINERVA: Yeah?

GEMMA: When did you get to be kind of cool?

MINERVA: [smirks] Oh I was born cool, angel baby. I just think I… forgot for a while.

[manifesting-minerva]

Ghosts & Banshees (Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader) - Part 3

Author's Note: Part 3 is here! Enjoy it! It gets better after this. - Minerva 🐦‍⬛

Summary: Ghost and Y/N get close during one of their training session. But how close is close enough for Simon?

Warnings: Language, physical combat, innuendos

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Y/N removed her right black jacket sliding it down her arms and over her shoulder, revealing her lean and muscular physique. Feminine but looks oh so strong. Ghost watched in awe as she put her brunette hair up in a ponytail. Her sports bra hugged her breasts together and her black leggings wrapped around her physique like a second skin.

He gulped trying to maintain his composure and trying to look around as much as possible to not get his pants feeling tighter than they are. Now, not a lot of things got to Ghost, between his abusive past and occupation he had a skin made of titanium. Yes, he had relations with women before but it never got in the way of his job. Until he met Y/N. He knew she was going to be a distraction, whether or a good one or a bad one he was unsure of but the way she jogged on the spot and doing her warm ups, he felt time slow down.

Snapping himself from his thoughts, he moved to the centre of the mat and soon Y/N followed, standing opposite him. She looked so small in front of him he was scared he would snap her in half. Not that it would take much. He could snap anyone in half just by looking at them let alone lay a hand on them.

Adjusting their positions, feet planted to the floor, fists fisted into balls in front of their faces, they looked in each others' brown eyes.

"Now don't go too easy on me Ghost." Y/N teased.

"I wouldn't worry about me, love" He said. The word just slipped from his lips without him being able to process it. In a split of a second, Y/N charged at him, slipping herself between his open legs, using her right elbow against his hips and her left elbow behind his knee cap making him fall flat on his back. Composing himself from the whiplash he looked up to find her staring down at him, smirking. He tried his best not to get a boner there and then. But Ghost wasn't one to lose.

"I would worry about you... love." She imitated him down to the accent. Her victory was cut short when from her crouching position Ghost managed to flip his body around her, securing an arm around her torso and flipping her underneath him, pinning her to the mat, his body between her legs. She looked at him breathlessly and flushed, her chest heaving up and down, touching his.

"Again, you're quick but you lack strength Sergeant." Ghost said lowly, almost a growl. In the meantime, Price, Gaz and Soap were helping themselves in front of them. With a cocky smirk, Y/N looked down between their bodies. So close to each other they were sharing each others' heat.

"Tell me Ghost," She sang. "How do you like your eggs? Diced or scrambled?" Looking down as well, Ghost saw her knee and a small knife between his legs, gently pressing against his crotch. No amount of restraint in the world for a man to hold back from the dirtiest thoughts.

"Whole." He replied, making Y/N laugh. He pulled himself up on his feet and offered a hand to help her get up. But Y/N was not one to go down easily. As soon as she took his hand, she yanked his arm with such force that she sent him on his knees and jumped behind him, holding one of his arms behind his back.

"It seems like you had them for breakfast there Lieutenant." She gently released him.

"Is it me or am I the only one getting hard? How is he not hard from this?" Soap said adjusting his pants.

"Alright you two. I don't want to clean up Ghost's balls off the mat. Funnily enough, we kinda need him Y/N." Price intervened, laughing.

"I'm sure you do," Y/N replied. "I'm gonna go see how the recruits are doing after their 25 lap punishment. Until next time Ghostie." She smiled and exited the gym.

All four men were quiet. "Ghostie huh?" Soap teased.

"Don't start Johnny." Ghost lifted his mask to take a sip of water. He noticed that she left her jacket behind her. He took it in his hands and felt the soft fabric against his calloused hand.

"Guess Price wasn't wrong about her castrating us blindly. Mate you were this close to losing your jewels."

"I'm never wrong." Price coughed. "Also, 25 laps?"

"They underestimated her." Simon scoffed as he made his way to his apartment. Looking at Y/N's door he wondered if she was already inside so he knocked gently.

No answer.

He waited and knocked again gently and the door opened. She had a fluffy white bathrobe three sizes bigger than her and a towel around her head. No makeup whatsoever, she looked fresh out of the shower.

"Oh Ghost I'm so sorry to keep you waiting. Come on in." She invited him inside.

"Umm...no it's okay. I'm here to return your jacket. You left it behind." He stretched his arm holding her jacket.

"Ah thank you. I was wondering where I left it." She took the jacket from his hand. "Are you sure you don't want to come in? I can make you a cup of tea if you want." His heart was about to burst. She looked adorable in her oversized bathrobe swallowing her little body with a massive towel on her head, giving him almost puppy eyes. How could he say no?

"If you insist." She smiled widely at his acceptance. She moved inside and went straight to the bathroom. "Have a seat and make yourself comfortable I'll be with you in 5 minutes!" She shouted from the bathroom.

He took a seat in one of the armchairs with the fancy blankets she had. The smell of talc filled his nostrils. She was cooking something sweet because the smell of cinnamon mixed with the fabric conditioner of the blankets. It smelled like home.

Ghost looked around her furnished apartment.

Looks like a woman lives here. A cosy one.

After a few minutes Y/N showed up in the living room, wearing an oversized grey t-shirt and black shorts. Her hair was still damp. She put on the kettle and got the mugs out. "How many sugars Simon?"

"None." He replied. "Do you need any help?" He asked.

"No I'm fine thank you." She smiled at him as she turned back to making tea. "Milk?"

"None." He replied again.

"Ah, you're so traditional. I can't down tea with at least two teaspoons of sugar and milk. I like tea don't get me wrong and I like herbal tea but I like it sweet." He heard her ramble on about tea with a smile hiding under his balaclava.

Two sugars with milk.

"So basically you drink sugar with tea not tea with sugar." He joked as he took the cup of tea from her hands.

"Now, now Simon, don't tell a girl about her cravings." They conversed and shared their memories when they joined the military, when Simon joined the SAS and how he became lieutenant, how he met Soap and Price and Gaz. He tried to keep it as light as possible and not mention the people he lost during those times as did she.

Simon looked over to the little clock hung on her wall. "Oh my God I've been here for two hours! I probably interrupted your rest." He placed the cup on the coffee table and got up from the armchair.

"Oh don't worry. I enjoyed our little tete-a-tete. Just don't tell Soap or he'll get jealous." She giggled as she walked him to the door, making him chuckle.

"This was nice though." She said opening the door to find Soap staring at them.

"Did ye have a tea party without me?" Soap looked offended (jokingly of course). You shook your head laughing as you closed the door.

"Jealous much Johnny?" Ghost rasped opening the door to his apartment and Soap followed him in.

"Are you 'aving a thing with 'er?" Soap asked in a flirty tone.

"I am not. We're just friends. I'm making her feel welcome. It's not easy for a woman to be in this place, eyes prying her by men who want to get in her pants." Ghost said suggestively towards Johnny.

"Mate if you're saying that Y/N can't defend herself you should rewind to 5 hours ago when she 'ad her knives inches away from yer family jewels and frankly I'd like to keep mine. Honestly I was having trouble keepin' it together."

"Maybe you do need a castration." Ghost retorted.

"And ye need to grow a pair and ask the lass out."

Soap patted Ghost on the back as he said his goodbyes and retreated to his apartment.

Simon could still taste the tea on his tongue and could still smell the talc in his nostrils. He closed his eyes for a minute and let himself wander off to how she were curled up on the couch with a blanket covering her lower half with a cup of tea in her hands.

Simon and relationships couldn't be found in any dictionary together. He was never interested in having any sort of relationship with any woman. Yes, he went out on a couple of dates when he was way younger but when he grew up and joined the military there was no time or even interest especially after his past to get involved with anyone. He was emotionally constipated as Soap had put it several times.

But Y/N was different. She felt like hope. But getting close to her can be dangerous and looked down upon. They could both lose their jobs or even worse if anyone found out they're together they could use her as blackmail for Simon.

But how could someone love a ghost?

[shesthespinstersimmer]

Special Guests (3)

Previous / Next / Beginning

Transcript 👇🏾

CLAUDINE: Magical beings ?? Did she mean like the Strangerville girls? 

JUDE: We’re not sure – she was pretty cryptic. Come to think of it, that’s kind of weird; she never keeps anything from me. 

CORA: No offense, babe, but she didn’t tell you they were alive until now. 

JUDE: Know what? You’re right. Oh my God, do you think she’s hiding anything else?? 

MINERVA: I wouldn’t call it “hiding“ – but you know how mamas are.

CLAUDINE: She’s right; my mom had a whole man on the side after my daddy started cheating on her.

JUDE: Could you imagine? I’d lose it if I found out my mom has been dating someone all this time and didn’t tell me. 

CORA: Meanwhile, I would’ve loved it if my mom kept me out of her weird ass love life. 

MINERVA: You know how our people are with man; mama man was probably just trying to protect you.

CLAUDINE: And it’s not like you told her about your friends from the Ville, did you? 

CORA: Damn – shots fired. She got us there, babe. 

CLAUDINE: No shots. Just saying. Give her a little grace; we all have things we spare our loved ones from.

MINERVA: On the bright side, you know now – and you’re gonna get to learn more about your people. 

Speaking of which, what do you think they are?

CORA: Actually, that’s a very good question. 

JUDE: Long as you still love me once we find out, I’m good. 

CORA: That’s not even a question. You’re my everything, and you know that. 

[lavender-at-heart]

Hihi! Could I request some headcannons of how Jedediah and Octavius would react to a new nightgaurd that is interested in both of them? Would they end up bickering even more or would they intentionally try and get along more? How open are they about their feelings towards the nightgaurd and how obvious to others is it how they feel? Do they have any special gestures they end up doing to try and show their personal affection? Things like that please :)👍❤️

Jᴇᴅ + Oᴄᴛᴏ ʜᴄ's

K first off I wanna say I'm so sorry for taking so long I have not checked my inbox in the longest time 🙏 hope it's not too late.

Warnings:

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Being a night gaured in a magical museum is hard enough

Having two miniatures fight over you is ever harder

It starts off as a joke on your behalf

Jed and Octavious were some of the first friends you made at the museum, they offered to give you tours and introduce you to the other exhibits

Jed and Octo would be super shocked at the stark contrast between you and the previous gaurds

You were a lot younger, a lot prettier, a lot nicer, always making light jokes and suggestive comments

And that's where you went wrong (or right). Being from a modern generation its normal to make suggestive jokes and use crude language and humor.

Sometimes you'd make little comments like " Wow that hat makes you look so handsome Jed" or "my you really are a brave general Octavious"

And you think their not gonna become mega infatuated with you? Yeah right

Octavious immediately insists on being your personal gaurd when you make the rounds, sometimes siting on your shoulder, keeping watch, sometimes always a few feet ahead to spot any danger

He would swear oaths to protect you in Minervas name

He would quote Roman poetry and compare you to the sun and moon

Jedediah would give you miniature bouquets and collect other things for you. Oh Ahkmenrah isn't liking his ring anymore? Well it would look just great on your finger. He would offer to walk with you, keep you company.

He would sing you old country songs about true love and the good old days

Obviously the animosity between the two grows so much more becuase of you

Jed will tie Octavious up with rope so he can't go join you on your walk

Octavious will send his army to destroy the western exhibit

They'll fight all the time, trying to assassinate eachother becomes a nightly occurance

And obviously it makes you sad, the two people you get along with most end up hating eachother

They will desperately try and prove to you why the others better

"Jeez, I mean you don't want to be bothered by this dusty old schmuck." Jed is definitely more forward but has that southern charm yknow?

"I am appalled that you would even dare to befriend this ungrateful, insolent peasant. He speaks to you in such an inappropriate manner and does not give you the proper respect you deserve."

Eventually they bicker so so much that even Teddy has gotten annoyed by it, so you step in

You tell them that if they keep fighting you'll end up hating both of them and go find someone else to spend time with

So they reluctantly agree

They both patrol the halls with you

They both enjoy siting on your shoulders, mostly becuase then they can't see eachother

But to be honest forcing them to hang out with eachother makes them slowly build their own friendship

Like they might do a joint valentines day gift, you know, combine forces so you have a better experience. It's only to benefit you (totally not becoming friends)

You feel like you could tell them anything, and they would just sit there and listen. They find modern human life so so fascinating

And you ask them for stories too of course. You ask about cowboy life and the glory of Rome, you can tell they both (Octavious especially) love talking and telling stories about the glory days.

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Hi👋 so hope you’re having a good day or night anygays I was reading your post about your epic pjo au and I thought it is really cool and notice the fact that you don’t really have anyone to talk to about it and if you want can talk to me about only on tumblr though

oh and I was curious and wondering if you would be willing to share more about Apollo’s part in your au sorry

if I worded this weirdly or rudely I didn’t mean too

Absolutely, that sounds awesome! And don't worry, you didn't sound rude at all!

I'm gonna put this under a cut cause it got long

So Apollo's part is like, a second POV type thing. He's going to be the Olympus to Athena's Underworld, if that makes sense. We're going to see all the changes that take place on Olympus through his view, and there will be a lot of them.

I tend to write him as righteously angry a lot of the time, at least so far.

He's angry at Zeus, at Hera, at Demeter, at Hades and Poseidon, and most of all he's angry at himself.

Because Athena was his best friend on Olympus, they grew truly close as both siblings and friends as she was healing and as she declined. He loves her in a way he's only ever loved Artemis, and Athena was much more receptive to it than Artemis because of how lonely and grief filled she was.

He's the god of prophecy, he had more warning than anyone else did, but he still couldn't save her. And he's so incredibly angry about it.

No one on Olympus understands what he's going through, not even Artemis. No one understands that he's grieving so much more than just the distant eldest half sister they all saw Athena as. He's grieving his best friend, the person that knew him in a way no one else did. And he's also grieving how much more time they should have had.

He knew she was dying. He was the one that figured it out in the first place, and he'd made his peace with that, just like Athena had. But suddenly all the years they should have had together were ripped away by the one that had killed her in the first place.

Apollo is actually the only one that Athena introduced to Odysseus and his family while she was living with them. And she lived with them and their descendants for a Long time, until well after the kingdoms fall.

Odysseus, Penelope, and Telemachus were always the ones she was closest to though, by a large margin.

And because I love angst, part of the reason Athena hates the Romans so much is because the last of Odysseus's descendants died trying to protect the Athena Parthenos from them.

She was already weakened by the theft, but the sudden loss of her greatest worshippers and friends on top of it caused her to fracture in a way the other gods' didn't, making the shift between Athena and Minerva actually painful.

Apollo does eventually learn that she's in the Underworld though, and didn't just return to the void, so they will eventually be reunited.

As you can see, I have a lot of thoughts and feelings about Apollo and Athena