#Ophelia Black (OFC)

[misty-groves]

Ophelia knows many things, all good purebloods do. She knows French, she knows all the worst curses and Insults, she even knows who she will marry when she is if age. What Ophelia has never known- never understood- is her twin's resistance of the inevitable.

She has never understood why Sirius revolts against their life every day. Screams back at their mother as she curees him.

She is the model daughter for her parents, born with the signature family hair and nose. Her manners are immaculate, a slytherin at first sorting. She is the one who cares for her brothers, a perfect daughter.

Ophelia is the one to teach her youngest brother how to play the game. She raises him as best she can around their parents' intermitten attempts at parenting.

When Sirius makes Gryffindor- she cries in her dorm that night. She already worked so hard to shield him and he just had to end up- well there woukd he hell to pay she can't protect her twin from.

So instead she focuses on school, dragging him into tutoring sessions, and being subjected to his friends in addition. But it's the price of keeping his grades in a place their mother will accept.

Reggulus becomes slytherin, and Ophelia can only thank the stars. She can't imagine what woukd jappen if both brothers were not Slytherin. He even keeps good company, though Dorcas is around Sirius' friends occasionally, it can't be helped.

Ophelia takes the dark mark when she turns seventeen, over Christmas break her seventh year. She hates the burn it gives her. But she has to do it.

She's a Black.

What she dosen’t tell anyone, is that she runs into Sirius and the redhead Snape fancied- Evans?- and she just shakes her head when he raises his wand. She says softly, "I'm not going to hurt you. Hurry and go before Crouch shows up though."

So her brother does, dragging Evans with him.

And then a few weeks after Reggulus dies. And Ophelia- she's so proud that the pain is twice as much at her loss. She sits at his grave well into the night. Long enough for Pandora to come, a traitor to her blood-

"Lovegood." Ophelia manages, "He would have loved to be her godfather..."

"I know."

"He's a letter he wrote... I'll mail it tomorrow. "

"I see... Why do you stay?"

"I've been here too long to change. Who woukd believe I was not cruel?"

"I do. Your brother. Alithea Fisher."

"Maybe..."

"Ophelia. Reggulus always spoke about how you two would plan your escape."

"Well... It's too late. Isn't it?"

"Maybe."

"He was a kid, Pandora. We all are!"

"I know."

And neither speaks again that night, sitting together as they mourn.

Ophelia leaves her family that day, and she goes to her brother. To her twin. There's a lot about herself she doubts will ever be okay, but- but she dosen’t want to be a death eater. She just wants her brother's back.

And it's too late for Reggie, but she still has Sirius. And she's hoping he'll listen.

The door she knocks on reveals Remus of all people, who glares at her.

"I'm looking for Sirius... A lot's changed since we spoke."

"I doubt it."

Then Sirius is pushing past Renus, the Familial magic tugging him forwards. "Ophelia? What the bloody hell do you want?"

"Can I come in?" She asks, and she's tearing up again.

"Why?"

"I just want to talk... Please. I told you before, I'm not going to hurt you. I just-"

"Come on. Hand your wand over."

So she does, passing it without hesitation to Sirius as she's pulled in.

"Sirius. " She says, "Reggie died."

"Oh."

"I- really need someone to tell me that it's not too late for me... Sirius- I hate deatheaters. It's one thing to choose to keep your own bloodline pure- but what they're doing..."

"What you did." Remus reminds.

"It's disgusting. Children are fighting a war! I- they let Reggie die. No one cared. The only other person who stayed with him after the funeral was- Pandora..."

"So?"

"Look I know you don't want me around. But- Can you help me? I just want to be better. And since there's no one left to protect I can leave."

"To protect?!"

"Please. I'll even stay away. I just need a little help."

Sirius pulls a face, and Remus stares holes through her.

"You really want to change?"

"I do. I hate who I've become."

"That makes three of us." Remus says.

"Fine. I'll help you. But you owe me." Sorous concedes, and he dosen’t actually need her to give anything but herself. He missed his sister.

"I know." She manages, "Thank you."

"We'll start by getting you somewhere to stay."

[vacant--body]

stay with me pt 1

<Azriel Shadowsinger x OFC>

short story of one of our favorite bat boys.

warnings: heavy alcohol consumption, mentions of trauma, light smut, 18+ MDNI!!!!

part two, part three, part four, part five

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The pulsing music at Rita���s felt like it was mimicking the rapid heartbeat in Ophiela’s chest. Every dip and sway that she was led into by strange males made her feel heady and dizzy. It felt like her feet barely touched the floor as she was spun into arm after arm, song after song. The three bottles of wine that her and Mor consumed before coming didn’t help either.

Like Nesta, dancing made her feel something. Less empty, less of a broken shell. Like the patterns she twirled into on the dance floor could somehow form the broken shards of herself back together.

From her place in the crowd she could spy her friends sitting at the permanently reserved table, playing a game of cards. All were focused on the current hand, throwing chips into the pile and cursing at each other. All except one pair of dark hazel eyes. He was almost invisible, tucked into the corner, his black leathers causing him to blend in even more. But beneath the swirling mass of darkness, Ophelia could see him.

Maybe that was one difference between her and Prythians most notorious spymaster. He was comfortable in the dark where no one could see him. But Ophelia was most comfortable under the blazing lights, where almost anyone could see her. Where she could paint a face was calm and happy, and no one would suspect a thing. They were almost exact opposites, but maybe that’s what attracted her to him.

Strong hands suddenly gripped her waist and she was being pulled against a hard chest, breaking her staring contest with the spymaster. The male laughed in her ear, saying something. But she wasn’t sure what he said, her head was swimming by this point. She danced with him for a bit before excusing herself and pushed her way through the churning bodies, making her way to the table.

Those hazel eyes were on her again, watching her hips sway to the music. Placing her hands on the table and leaning over, she shouted at them so they could hear.

“Does anyone mind taking me home?” Winnowing while drunk was a bad idea. She learned her lesson the hard way when she almost drowned in the Sidra. She didn’t want to end a few inches off from the balcony of the House of Wind and fall to her death. That would be embarrassing.

Feyra opened her mouth to speak but Azriel beat her to it, setting his cards down.

“I fold.” He told the table. “I’m ready to get out of here anyway.” He stood, his wings ruffling at the movement.

As the two made their way to the doors, Ophelia could have sworn she heard Cassian yelling that Az had a full house. There was no way he could have been on a cusp of winning for him to just walk out like that, Az was too competitive. She must have heard him wrong.

They walked out into the muggy summer night. It was scorching this time of year, the night time only a little more tolerable than the day. The light blue dress that Ophelia had on stuck to her in the most uncomfortable of places. It was a pretty dress, a little on the short side, but one that would now have to be thoroughly washed. It reeked of sweat and wine and unfamiliar males.

Azriel and Ophelia walked in silence for a bit, the sounds of distant parties and conversations being drowned out by the rushing water as they approached the bridge to the Sidra. She traced the amazingly carved detail with her fingers on the rails, before stopping and turning to look down at the water.

Azriel inhaled softly as if he were about to speak, but Ophelia cut him off.

“Did I tell you about the time I almost drowned in the Sidra?”

She glanced behind her to the Illyrian, whose stoic features wavered just slightly at her admission. Whatever he was about to say, she had stopped him. If she were being honest with herself, which was rare, she’d wish she had let him speak.

“Mor and I had a few too many glasses of Rhys aged wine,” She continued. “Didn’t think it would hit me that hard. When I tried to winnow home I landed face first into cold water. Sobered me up pretty quick.”

She turned around, gazing up into those damned hazel eyes. She expected to see some sort of amusement in his eyes, but all she found was worry.

“I could have taken you home that day.”

Ophelia shrugged. “Honestly, I think you were on a mission for Rhys. Plus, I wouldn’t want to bother you with my drunkenness.” She lifted her palms up to the sky, a smile twitching at her lips.

“I don’t mind your drunkenness.” That same smile creeping up on the corners of his own thick, lush lips.

Damnit.

Something had changed, shifted, between Ophelia and Azriel. For centuries, she had considered Azriel as a friend, a good friend. But almost three months ago, that had changed. She didn’t know what it was, or didn’t want to admit to herself what it was, but it happened. Az and her had been sparring early in the evening like usual. They were trying to perfect a new technique they thought of, when somehow Ophelia managed to knock Azriel on his ass.

He had stared up at her with such awe and bewilderment she thought he might have cracked his head open on the ground. When she helped him up his hands were clammy and hot, and he quickly excused himself from the session.

Ever since then, Azriel had been, well, nice. Not just the forced politeness she was used to when it came to the spymaster. He had been offering to help her, spending time with her scouting out the Autumn Court, which she knew he hated. It was strange, even Rhys admitted his brother's actions were strange.

Ophelia, snapping out of her thoughts, realized she had been staring far too long at Azriel. Clearing her throat, she looked away. She was glad it was hot out or else she felt like he might have called her out on the blush that was creeping across her cheeks.

“Do you mind?” She asked, lifting her arms out to him. “I’m ready for bed.”

Azriel nodded silently, and picked her up like she weighed less than a feather. She laid her head on his chest and squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the feeling of her stomach to drop once he took flight. Hearing the leathery snap of his wings, the ground whooshed out from underneath them. She sucked in a breath as his wings caught the warm breeze, spreading them out behind him.

Velaris was always beautiful, but Ophelia was convinced it looked the most beautiful from above. She watched as the streaming lights grew distant as they flew farther away from the city. It made her heart hurt to watch it go.

They flew silently towards the House of Wind, the only sound of Azriel’s wings occasionally flapping. She looked over his shoulder, the thin membrane of his wings looked so silky. Ophelia knew how prized an Illyrian's wings were to them. They would rather be dead than be without their wings.

Still, they looked so smooth and soft. Tentatively, she reached a hand out and lightly ran her hand across the cool skin. She heard Azriel gasp, and they dipped in the sky.

“Shit!” She squawked, nails digging into his neck. “Sorry! I didn’t think-”

“If you don’t want me to drop you, sweetheart, I wouldn’t do that again.” Azriel grunted. Something had changed in his voice, it sounded gruffer. She was so caught up in what just happened she almost missed it.

He had called her sweetheart.

Azriel landed on the balcony without any more close calls. Though Ophelia supposed she was to blame for that. He set her down gently and she smoothed out her dress, making sure everything was covered.

“I need a drink.” She announced, but mostly for the house to hear.

“You had about three bottles of wine, four shots of vodka, and a beer. You need more?” Azriel said from behind her, humor laced in his tone.

“Well, looks like someone was counting.” She smirked to herself. “But no, I need tea. Care to join?”

Sauntering into the kitchen, she saw the house instantly set out another hot mug and she picked it up, handing it to Azriel. “It’s my secret blend.” She smiled, picking up her own mug. Taking a small sip, she sighed contentedly.

She hopped up on the counter watching as Azriel did the same. “Jasmine, lavender, and chamomile.” He offered. “With a hint of lemon.”

Ophelia rolled her eyes, smirking. “I suppose being a spymaster you have to know the differences between tastes. Wouldn’t want someone to be poisoned, now would you?”

“No, it’s just what you smell like.”

Ophelia’s heart skipped a beat. She stared down at her mug in her now trembling hands. Desperately, she tried to think of a witty come-back. Something to diffuse to tension that was quickly building in the kitchen. She heard the clink of his mug being set down on the counter, and the shuffle of his boots as he approached her.

“Phia,” Azriel whispered. “Look at me.” Inhaling sharply, she did just that. She felt his hands grab hers and set the mug down, his eyes never leaving hers. His eyes were alight with swirling colors, his pupils almost covering his entire iris.

“Az…” Before she could get another word out, his lips were on hers.

Gasping at the electric shock that started at the base of her skull, making its way down her tailbone, she shuddered. Did she shudder because of that or because of Azriel, Azriel was finally kissing her? She wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer right now.

He broke away from her after a long moment, resting his forehead on hers. He was panting, they were panting. This time when Azriel tried to speak, she was the one to cut him off. Her lips slotted over his, her slender arms wrapping around his neck pulling him closer.

They were a blur of gnashing teeth and tongues, their breathing turning almost frantic. Azriel’s rough hands gripped her hips, pulling her even closer to him. Instinct kicked in and Ophelia grabbed onto his waist with her legs. Nothing but a few scraps of clothing separated them now.

Wait.

Azriel bit down on her bottom lip, a quiet moan rippled from her mouth. He pulled away, but not going very far. He kissed her cheek, then her jaw, then that spot right behind her ear. Ophelia moaned again, louder this time, arching into his touch.

She said she didn’t want this.

Azriel’s chuckled, his breath tickled against her overheating skin. He continued kissing down the length of her throat, and her hands found their way to his thick hair, tugging softly. Ophelia felt triumphant when he let out a moan of his own. Then, she was leaning farther and farther back so he could have easy access to her, gasping and moaning when he bit down just to soothe the sting with his tongue. His mouth was setting ablaze a burning path down her chest that she thought the coolest of waters couldn’t put out.

She wasn’t allowed to want this.

His hand came up to cup her breast through the material of her dress, his thick thumb swiping lazily over the peaked nipple. She was squirming now, her soaked core rutting ever so slightly against the very large bulge in his leathers. She wanted more, needed more. Needed to feel him in every way possible, to feel exactly what the honed muscles could do.

She shouldn’t want this.

Azriel finally pulled away from the assault he was levying against her front and his eyes found hers. “Sweetheart, do you-”

“Well it’s about damn time!” A voice boomed from down the hall.

Ophelia had never seen Azriel move so fast. One moment she was sprawled out on the counter top, the next Azriel had her behind his back, guarding her from being seen by Cass and Nesta, who had just caught them in a very compromising situation. A snarl she had never heard from Azriel ripped from his throat.

“Oh come now, Az! How many times have you walked in on me and Ness? It’s only fair I get you back.”

But she didn’t wait for Azriel’s reply, because she was already sprinting to her room.

She couldn’t want this.

[ineffabildaddy]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers!

thank you so so much for this! i love this idea💙 and thank you for the asking me to do it too, @tangerine-ginger and @weasleywrinkles!!

these are just the first things that come into my head ehe

a lovely cup of black tea with a splash (just a splash!) of oat milk

@omens-for-ophelia and @foolishlovers

avatar: the last airbender

tofu

saxophone solos

i'm not gonna put this in people's ask boxes because it's quicker to just tag some lovely people instead ehehe (no pressure): amy and jane ofc, @voluptatiscausa, @crowleyslvt, @portraitofalonelydyke, @ineffable-rohese, @crowleyholmes, @robynwithay, @thesherrinfordfacility, @knifeforkspooncup

[ramonathinks]

5 Husbands by @kingkonoha review contains spoilers under the read more

playlist of a lot of songs that i think fit the vibe of my reading experience and what i felt matched up with the story

Playlist: crack rock by frank ocean, dreamer and valentine by laufey, when im in your arms by cleo sol, ophelia by pinkpatherress, daydream by Ariana Grande, miss romantic by cleo sol, fall in by Esperanza spalding, rain by fauna hues, slow motion by karina pasian, sunshine cleo sol, k by cigarettes after sex, used to love by chloe x Halle, sunset by the internet, pain is inevitable by daniel caesar (fawk him), cinnamon girl by lana del rey , let me know by winona oak, lost by frank ocean, butterfly by corinne bailey rae, piano song by eryn allen kane, float by fauna hues, how does it make you feel by Victoria monet, ivy by frank ocean, step on me by the cardigans, sad girl by lana del rey, wet by dazey and the scouts, frank’s ballad (wiseman) by Alex mankoo, who gets your love by margie joseph, what it is, between the cheats, will you still love me tomorrow, the girl from ipanema by amy winehouse the entirety of amy winehouse back to black album, take the box by amy winehouse

General Review:

Just wow. I did in fact spend like all day reading this and I do not regret it and even though it’s not done… this is literally a 5/5 read. Firstly the way that my baby Tay writes is so phenomenal and the depictions of the relationships and the amount of emotions and thought they she puts throughout the story makes everything so worth it. I really felt so attached to the characters and the overall story like i didn’t care how long the chapters were because i was so interested in the world she build and the CHARACTERS. Like it just keeps getting better and better; the amount of drama and messy that kept me on my toes every chapter. I cannot wait for the next chapter. The amount of stuff that went down in this fic and the route it’s going down idek how she got the life depicted in the first chapter because it’s shit happening every second like whew. I literally got so emotional reading this especially the more recent chapters because my heart hurtssss for reader so bad and it’s just so much strain on her and idgaf that’s my girl! I support women’s wrongs and she got a lot of them but that’s my baby like omg!

Now let’s delve in to my reactions ofc 🙈

CHAPTER 1: okay so obsessed with the fact that reader has a daughter firstly. The way you describe reader’s relationship and the dynamic she has with Armin and even the shift to his pov was very seamless and perfectoooo. The way you got in his head and i feel immersed inside of his thoughts about her and i just thought it was really well written and so beautifully executed. “Being with you but not truly being with you was like having an itch that begged to be scratched.” Like that line right there? It burneddd me and make me feel for him and overall i got invested. Can I add that Armin working in a bakery was very on par with his character lol? Like i love it. Your description of anything is very addicting as well let me add, im a sucker for details so i loved it. I was cheesing DOWN during their moments and when he took her to their childhood hangout place and the hold “date” bit came up and the “but even so, the implication of romance with him felt as natural as breathing.” Likeeee omg i was blushing. “I was always planning on leaving, but…not without you.” Oh that moved me like bad. I’m a sucker for childhood friends to lovers and hearing them reminiscing and just wanting to move out of where they are to make a lifeee was so good. “Since when was he ever so lucky? Since when did fate decide to show him a little bit of pity and mercy? The universe had taken everything from him before he was even old enough to know how to spell the word “universe.”” UGHH you’re killing meeee. And then armin’s backstory stop 😞😞😞. WHEN ARMIN SAID HE WANTED TK MARRY HERRRR OH MY HEART like 😭 crying omg!! Munch Armin Agenda >>>>

Mikasa Cameo yesss. Armin sending reader money 🥲🥲 even though he’s literally going through it ugh, my loveee. The proposal and reader finally getting her steak & lobster please love that for themmmm. Eren… pmo!! … “What they loved more, however, was the fact that he never took his eyes off of you the entire time.” 😄😄😁😁 oh okayyy, don’t know who im rooting for after eren two second cameo. “Nowadays, you had seen more of him than your own husband, and that broke your heart into pieces.” Naurrrrr 🥲 please… ““Is it ‘cause we’re all alone, baby?”” Eren… ERENNN R YOU KIDDING ME MOVEEE like moveee “Can’t control yourself when it’s just us, can you?” MOVEEE

“If you were with me, you’d only be making money for yourself. No one else, baby. It’ll take you wherever you wanna go, buy you whatever want, fuck you however you want. You’d like that, right?” OH FAUK YEWWW, but … omg that’s sexy like please don’t piss me off😭😭

OH FAWK HERR??? FAWK HER MY GODDESSS IS READER SERIOUS RN?? FAWK HER SO BAD FOR THIS IDC

CHAPTER 2: “It was an indisputable fact; scientists measured the elements of his face and declared the handsome man as the literal definition of physical perfection.” Oh that ate !

Eren defending reader yesss #RealMan . “Still though, it’s Eren. Same man who took you away from the person you’re writing about. There’s no way he’d be okay with this.” Jean clocked her im sorry LMAOO??

“You were more than just a pretty face. You were more than just a lovely voice. You were a distraction.” Real… so real.

“You’re such a damn jerk,” Jean snapped. “You can’t take everything you want like you rule the goddamn world, Eren. You stole her away from her ex-husband, but no one’s allowed to steal her away from you, right? Not until you get tired of her and move on to someone else?” CLOCKED LMAKDKA CAUSE WHY WAS I LITERALLY THINKING THE SAME THING LIKE PLEASE MOVE LMAOOO

“Is it true that your ex-husband pushed for your success? And you left him for Eren Yeager?” JEAN MIGHT AS WELL THAT BEEN THE ONE TO ASK THAT BECAUSE INTREEVIEWER CLOCKEDSD HER ! Marriage 😞 please move 👎🏾 why they just pissed me off. J-JEAN ! SIR!!

“Well now, Sarah, there is the possibility that she could have been having an affair! She did leave her first husband for Eren. Who’s to say that she wouldn’t leave Eren for someone else?” THEY CLOCKING HER 😭😭😭😭😭😭 back to back!

Reader locking down all the munches like that’s queen right there! “It was the first time you had ever slept next to him without his arms wrapped around you.” 😞😞 and Jean leaving the band omg… Levi so real lmaoooo

JEAN SO MESSY??? EREN COMING OMG?? EREN ACTUALLY BEING THEREEE OH MY GOSH PLEASE MOVE!!! “But, apparently, all of it was stupid. He felt stupid as he stood there, watching his best friend kiss and touch you. He felt stupid as he thought about the day he proposed to you. He felt stupid as he thought about how much he loved you.” Naur… MY GOSH READER SO ??? she done pissed me off!

CHAPTER 3:

Mikasa clocking her 😁😁🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ karma x3 and “i want him back” and “that’s not the same thing” LMAOO CLOCKED! LIKE GOT HER

“I didn’t even know that Eren was there! He was avoiding me for weeks a-and said he wasn’t gonna show up. I fucked up, I know that, but he stopped speaking to me. Stopped looking at me. He acted like I didn’t exist…and I was fucking lonely.” She kinda ate idk she back to winning me over. FAWK EREN 😭😭😭

Levi…is he crazy telling her to come with him?? 😭😭😭 like he finna get fucked up about her too is he MAD? “You’ve fooled around with three guys back to back. It’s a little hard to tell which one of them you like the most.” FUCK CLOCKED HER SKSJSK ?? “You’re a homeless woman who’s sleeping at her manager’s house because she cheated on a famous rockstar with his bandmate.” Levi it’s 10am in the morning 😭😭😭😭 please chill. “Last thing I need is for the public to start making rumors about us.” He so damn funny lmaoo

“Yes. Men like Eren and Jean took pure advantage of your naiveness. If you ask me, you should have been the one doing the punching. Don’t sit back and let them walk all over you.” Okayy Annie period queen.

“The singer with more failed relationships than original songs.” 😭😭😭 i be giggling down like the industry is clocking herrrrr bad

Annie and Sasha correct actually 🤷🏽‍♀️ coming from the uno champ myself. “Did I just make you laugh? And smile?” 👀 he better relaxxx he see the reader effect !

Not even divorced and literally got a meeting and kissing on Reiner like 😭 is she mad??

CONNIEEEE??? I AINT EVEN PWEP

“Gonna punch me too? Try it. Go ahead. Do it, and let’s see what fucking happens.” CLOCKED! Lmaoooo

Hickey… why i already knew something like that was gonna go down. Broke my baby heart omg 😞!

“If you loved him, you wouldn’t have cheated on him. If you loved me, you wouldn’t have left me. So you’re still fucking lying.” Armin just came back and clocking her lmaoooooo “I think it’s easier for you to act like you’ve never cared about anyone than it is to take responsibility for your actions. It’s less painful to pretend that you’re completely the victim in this situation than it is to accept that you broke my heart. Eren and Jean’s heart as well. I’m not saying that anyone is in the right or wrong, but I know you. I know you loved me, even if it was just a little bit.” Tea… like girl it’s okay.

CHAPTER 4:

Connie is crazyyy 😭😭? “You know your life is in my hands” & “don’t make me do some easy shit” OHH he crazy

Marco…. Yo?? And they wondering why Connie went mad like be serious.

Arminnn, glad to see he okayish. “You never thought he’d use it on you.” Welllll?? The love of his life fucked him over 😭😭😭 um be serious.

“I love you, and I understand what money and influence can do to a person, but I just miss you. I miss the old you, the person who made everyone laugh during card games and didn’t treat everyone like garbage.” 🙂🙂🙂 ohhh he clocked her this like one of the worst ones.

“No ordinary human being enjoyed the realization that they had changed for the worse. It felt like your insides were twisting up, as if the old version of yourself was begging to come out, buried underneath this new, shallow, perfect celebrity.” ☹️☹️☹️ nooo queenie.

“You’re so in love with Hollywood now, I didn’t think you’d come at all if I told you the truth.” 😟😟 oh um! this is crazy to say ?? why even invite her at all lmaoo??

Reiner’s place is so lived in and loved around like your description really got me cause I can feel it all around and buzzing so lively whew i felt home! Reiner is EXACTLY the type of man who would bring you to meet the family and to propose so i smiledddd because yes just yes!

Jean messy as HELL! THE BREAK IN IS CRAZY AND HER JUST ASSUMING ITS ARMIN

HER SUCKING LEVI IS CRAZY???? MARRIED FOR HALF A SECOND IS SHE MAD?? LEAKED PHOTOS AND ALL THAT IS CRAZY AFTER THE BREAK IN OMG??? 😭😭😭 she cannot catch a break, she been famous for like maybe 2 years what is her problem.

CHAPTER 5:

ARMIN AND EREN GETTING JUMOED BY CONNIE MEN IS SO INSANEEEE. Levi OKAYYY king shitttt yesss. Why is Connie so messy?? Why is he trying to ruin her like omg…

“Y/N’s the only client you give a damn about now. You don’t even give a damn about yourself. Your life is ruined, and yet, here you are, worrying about her.” CLOCKED LMAOO?? JEAN BE CLOCKING EVERYONE LIKE LMAOOO

Album called Heartbreaker, she kinda mother for that 😹😹 like literal queen shit. The story… my eyes almost popped out my head like okay.. Not jean and eren popping out yo! Um Connie and Flint is so…messy for all this. They really getting a personal fuck you.

😹😹 Eren just clocked Flint like I hope he don’t get beat up later but he ate. OH MY GOSH?? What the fuck is wrong with Connie yo?? He can’t hate eren this bad like he’s literally a monster….

NAH READER STFU?? BEFORE HE GET SOMEONE TO WHOOP YOUR ASS TOO LIKE OMG?? BUT WHY SHE VERY MUCH SO CLOCKED HIM LIKE IM GIGGLINGGG 😭😭😹😹 GET HIM AGAIN!

Someone gotta kill Connie like wtf is his problem and to even threaten Levi and the way he doing reader, not even letting her see Reiner… like i feel for her so bad omg. Why is he ruining her lifeeee omg ?? Like im finna cry ??? And then to do that to Reiner :((( omg i feel for everyone in here omg

NAH CAUSE LEVI RIGHT ACTUALLY?? LIKE CONNIE IS LITERALLY OBSESSED WITH HER!

Them being worried about who she gonna end up with is kinda crazy like she being held hostage 😭😭? Thank you Levi for getting them back in order. WHY REINER JUST CLOCKED ALL OF THEM LIKE LITERALLY ALL OF THEM LMAOOOO

CHAPTER 6:

ERWIN JUST FUCKED EVERYTHING UP ??? YO??

“She doesn’t have any loved ones, just a bunch of stupid guys hoping to crawl into bed with her. That’s all she’s good for.” Alright?? Fuck you??

CONNIE SHOOTHIM HIM IS MADDDD OMG

The car ride having me on the edge of my seat just paragraphs in. Connie trying to do small talk like please move…

“Because that would mean leaving, and you knew better.” I’m crying like idgaf she don’t deserve none of this 😭😵‍💫😵‍💫???

“Really? You’re working on your eighty-seventh marriage and you wanna lecture me about being a good person? You cheat and get remarried every season, so shut the hell up.” He tried to clock her but it’s tired at this point so 😭😭😭 please gtfo. Connie trying to be lonely too he can get out like i really dgaf.

Nah Reiner clocked it… I wasn’t even seeing Mikasa fr until he just said that because yes I can see it fr! Like wowww. This Mikasa and Reiner conversation is >>> like i love it.

Poor reader like idgaf, she did that to keep them safe obviously! Why would Jean just say that to eren tb licking connie’s boots like his mom’s life was at risk please ??😭😭😭

THE ENDINGGGG OMG??? I canttttt

[celestedoesarttm]

We’re talking about Hamlet in English class right now. AKA my special interest. AKA I watched the Laurence Olivier 1948 movie adaptation for the first time last night and I had fun with Vamp’s Nest because ofc i did

Okay so…..Salieri is Horatio. Like. That just feels obvious to me. They’re both scholars and romantics and good companions and just <3333 She has that Horatio energy to me.

THE PROBLEM IS WHEN WE GET TO WHO’S GONNA BE OPHELIA AND WHO’S GONNA BE HAMLET. RIGHT. Because you could argue Oliver for Hamlet because they both make stupid overelaborate plans and plotting. Oliver would clock the problem of “gross incest and father murder” and immediately spend the next 4 hours of hte play building a robot to solve their problems.

SKRILLIANT WOULD MAKE A DAMN FINE HAMLET IN ITS OWN RIGHT THOUGH……it would be so good at moping about and snarking and being moody and wearing all black in the corner………also imagine it doing the fencing scene……………

But if Skrilliant is Hamlet then that makes Oliver Ophelia which ?? I mean i guess?? I suppose???

Idk maybe this is just an AU where they’re doing the play instead of like living out the story. (And they almost definitely rewrite it so that Horatio/Salieri drinks the poison wine and comes back as a vampire to join Ophelia + Hamlet as the next best undead polycule…..)(the original best undead polycule is ofc Vamp’s Nest trio)

@bicolor-art

[liaa--qb]

Why, do you think, helaemond is more popular on ao3 than alysmond?

see people like that particular ship more and why they like it ? I am gonna say this answer very clearly in simple words as general audience/reader. I read FnB after watching HOD s1( n I still don't know why this book has so much hype cz it was just normal😑 if I compare it with my other favourite fantasy books). I dk wtf happens on twt, I am not twt stan thankfully that place is worse, some of my friends r so Ik how rubbish some people behave there .

Aemond to me is a character who is someone very perfect material for ETL ships or forbidden ships😂. I myself find Rhaena/Aemond or Aemond/strong daughter of Rhaenyra ship way more interesting than alysmond but that's never gonna happen😅

Then there's Helaemond which is also a forbidden ship. Main point of these ships would be that " Aemond is the typical bad guy who will fall for someone good.🤡🎃" That's how mostly fanfics n reader works usually go for in every fandom😹. Same thing kinda goes for Halaemond , as Helaena is pure Angel while Aemond is a villian. It's giving all typical bad guy-good girl dynamic with forbidden incest which actually suits HOTD alot😅, recreating borgias scandal again !

These are the major ships of Aemond -

Aemond with strong bastard of Rhaenyra

Aemond with any girl on team black side( daughter of Daemon/Rhaenyra)

Aemond with Helaena

Readers and writers like these following ships of Aemond more than any canon so ofc they would go for that whether it's ao3, Wattpad or anything. Aemond and normal servant or any other oc is more famous than alysmond 😭 and it's just reader's choice, no one forced them.

Moreover the way Aemond is , he is someone who would definitely go for valerian targ blood girl if his narcissist ass had any chance.

I usually don't get attracted to incest alot. I adore dany but I am still not fond of Jon/Dany 😭 & never will. It's all chemistry. Milly n Matt also had good chemistry 🔥 I got attracted to halaemond during episode 8, 9. Idk but chemistry was real good when they were just staring at each other. I still don't know why that guy turned his whole fucking chair to watch her dance with Jace !

Halaemond is providing more content for drama, forbidden, incest, cheating on green side and they do have a chance of becoming a kinda forbidden tragic couple. In short their couple actually reminds of something 'hamlet n Ophelia', very much. One can write alot if they want to n unlike other ships of Aemond it actually has chance on screen. So why not ?

though I appreciate every ship including alysmond too but I genuinely don't consider it was any romantic ship just the way some Stans like to say n I have reasons for it. It was sexy, they were partners with benefits like melisandre and stannis but never romantic to me. Who knows I might get attracted to alysmond if gayle and ewan's chemistry turned out to be good. It's different for everyone, right now to me other ships of Aemond have more appeal than alysmond, [nothing against alysmond 🙌 ] it's just my own preference n I am not shaming or forcing anyone.

[hardcore-lonewolf]

I made this time-line for Eva Nelson with Gwen Tennyson's face claim!

Quest/Teen Titans/Origins (S0): Eva Nelson (10-11) is taken under the claws of her godmother Selina Kyle since her parents and family members lived in Bellwood. She starts as Mouse, Robin's main romantic interest and the very first female sidekick in history with pure magic energy. Eva was graduating from Evermore College as honorable valedictorian and has the highest scores due to her skilled talents. She meets her godfather Bruce Wayne and her crush Dick Grayson through Gotham City's Red Carpet Gala with her godmother, who's a famous entrepreneur of expensive jewelry and fashion trends. Eva goes platinum and gold with music, dancing, acting, videos, movies, and more. She was the Lucky Girl of Gotham City and she begins her journey in Tokyo, Japan...as Mouse...with trouble right down her path. Will she become the White Kitten Thief or will this "kitty" lose her claws?

Retaliation/Next Generation/Infinity (S1): Eva Nelson (12-13) is currently in Friedkin University for her doctorate degrees and has the best elite awards. She founded the Team with Robin I, Aqualad II, Kid Flash I, Superboy I, Miss Martian, Wonder Girl I (OFC: Ophelia Trevor), and Artemis I. Eva lost her paternal grandfather Kent Nelson and her maternal grandmother Inza Cramer to her two major enemies as Catgirl, who then awakens her hybrid form and fuse her pure mana with her inner phoenix out of mixed emotions when all of her loved ones got hurt at the Tower of Fate. The Forever Knights and Genomorphs join alongside Zephyr Incorporated after the head manager of the company turns out to be Dubbilex. The battle between henchmen and sidekicks has begun, a powerful watch is upgraded and its wielder is her best friend Lumus (OMC: Matt Ferris). The Young Justice League have fully merged with the Teen Titans, and the fight against Onslaught and Incursion is on. Who will win this epic battle?

Legacy/Invasion/Aftermath (S2): Eva Nelson (17-18) earns all of her degrees and start her mana training during the whole five-year gap at Legerdomain, Zoraster, Soulland, Anodyne, and Earth. She resurrects all the loved ones of her close friends at the Forge of Creation, saved Kid Flash I within her Anodite form, and ended a ginormous alien invasion by fusing with Solstice...the life-force phoenix within her soul to scare them off and absorb all of the zero-point energy from all 21 Magnetic Field Disruptors in order to save Planet Earth against the quantum forces of evil. Eva becomes Black Cat during that time with Nightwing (Robin I) as her boyfriend, she currently has three adopted god-sisters and was their big sister figure. It's the war between the Team against the Light, Hive, Reach, and Naga for the safety of Planet Earth...and one shocking plot twist is...uncovered. What secrets are hidden in this saga?

Darkside/Outsiders/Enlightenment (S3): Eva Nelson (20-21) was pregnant and expecting a magical pair of baby twins with Nightwing during the two-year gap, they've been engaged and to be married at a private ceremony. They secretly tied the knot without any villains knowing their location at Anodyne, though they have to save meta-humans and protect mutants from more villains on Earth. Eva were being aligned with the Genomorphs and Forever Knights, but are defending them against the Lucabras and Flame Keepers who were trying to make her a living sacrifice to their inner circle by doing a blood ritual in order to summon Dagon. The birth of the next generation has arrived and this one will be the most extraordinary one...yet. Can the Team protect her and her family from Dagon?

Phantoms/Ultimate Team/Targets (S4): Eva Nelson (23-24) saves Steel Scion (Superboy I) and Rocket I from the Zod War. She brought Changeling (Beast Boy I), White Raven, Cyborg I, Starfire, Lumus (OMC), Zatanna, Aquaman II (Aqualad II), Wonder Woman II (Wonder Girl I/OFC), Breach (OMC), Tigress (Artemis I), Nightwing, Miss Martian, and Flash III (Kid Flash I) with her to save the Son of Steel and revive Rocket I. It's the Team against General Zod's family, the final battle that destroys the House of Zod with the El Family's remaining members, and the Lucky Girl faces off against her grandmother's greatest enemy with Tashmetum by using the Mask of Destiny to become Mistress Destiny. It's about to be a swarm of nanochips and the Team is prepared to take down the Decoy Queen of the Hive...once and for all. Will they dethrone this monarch and end the general?

Armageddon/Missing Years/Enhanced (S5): Eva Nelson (29-30) is back and is ready to take down some bad guys with her loved ones. The Lucky Girl joined forces with the rest of the Team to defeat Darkseid after he destroys the Map of Infinity to cause the dimensional paradox, she revives it and restores everlasting peace by balancing an internal vortex of portals to revert everything back in place. Eva becomes the main entrepreneur and head president of Zephyr Incorporated, wedded spouse of Dick Grayson, mother of two children, and future member of the new Justice League of America. Time must be restored and every paradox must stay...infinite. Will the Team be able to fix the time-lines?

She's voiced by the late Meagan Smith at Origins and in her childhood memories. Her permanent voice will be Hayley Williams of Paramore for Retaliation to Phantoms, and it fits her well. Her future voice will come from Erica Lindbeck, who voiced Felicia Hardy aka "Black Cat" from "Spider-Man".

[modpoppy]

okay reminder that i cant look at references while in class but loose critter designs for eddie, killmaster, and ophelia (didnt finish the drowned ophelia design)

eddies just a goat(?) bc obvious 4 horn goat thing ofc in his demon form, plus axe tail and more ormagöden hooves, but overall i need to fine tune the design (i also kinda forgot what he looked like bc i immediately did the black metal facepaint in game and never changed it back so)

killmaster is just a frog bc i remembered theres this lil frog species thats symbiotic with spiders :]

I FUCKING REMEMBERED THE SYMBOL UPSIDE DOWN but yea ophelias just a pretty straightforward lanky cat, sorta hooked whiskers, and then she becomes Sopping Wet Kitten form

anyway. gotta add them to the little critter cast

[roguelesbian-writes]

You Can Travel The World A Million Times Just To Learn It Never Mattered

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories:

F/F

F/M

Gen

M/M

Multi

Fandom:

Stardew Valley (Video Game)

Relationships:

Sophia/Female Player (Stardew Valley)

Sophia & Female Player (Stardew Valley)

Sophia & Male Player (Stardew Valley)

Female Player & Male Player (Stardew Valley)

Characters:

OFC farmer

OMC farmer

Jameson Walsh

Ophelia Walsh

Sophia (Stardew Valley)

Shane (Stardew Valley)

Marnie (Stardew Valley)

Jas (Stardew Valley)

Zinnia - Character

Leah (Stardew Valley)

Elliott (Stardew Valley)

Haley (Stardew Valley)

Emily (Stardew Valley)

Lewis (Stardew Valley)

Sebastian (Stardew Valley)

Alex (Stardew Valley)

Sam (Stardew Valley)

Abigail (Stardew Valley)

Harvey (Stardew Valley)

Victor (Stardew Valley)

Vincent (Stardew Valley)

Olivia (Stardew Valley)

Maru (Stardew Valley)

Robin (Stardew Valley)

Demetrius (Stardew Valley)

Jodi (Stardew Valley)

Kent (Stardew Valley)

Junimo(s) (Stardew Valley)

i'll add more later probably

Additional Tags:

This is a lot more than ofc farmer x sophia

this is everyone in the valley being a mess and sorting theirs bs out

Romani Haley

Hard of Hearing Haley

Black Emily

Latina Marnie

Latino Shane

Afro-Latina Jas

Hijabi Jodi

Native American Leah

Black Elliott

Jewish Elliot

All the Mulners are Samoan

All the Mulners are Jewish

Plus-Size Abigail

Legit just DSV races

Religions

and ethnicities

except for Lewis

He's still white

Trans Sam

Trans Penny

This is the set up for a lore fic

be prepared for some fluff

Angst

BS

and most of all

character developement

no beta we die like my sister's will to read this fic

she actually came up with that tag

We hate Lewis in this house

Marnie is gonna dump him in this series

Working title

Ophelia and Jameson Walsh moved to town to take over their late grandfather's farm a season ago, it's going great. Totally not stressed out over literally anything at all. Sam and Sebastion have been friends for as long as either of them can remember, this new feeling building between them doesn't have to change that, right? Abigail just wants to go on adventures and prove she's not weak or just that one weird chick, why can't her parents chill out for five seconds? Haley is living her semi-best life, she just wishes her parents could pretend to care about them sometimes. Emily feels something has shifted since the new farmers' came to town. Harvey is tired and wants to be able to nap for the first time since the farmers started going down to the caves. Alex is trying to build himself up to try to go pro, while dealing with a lot of self-doubt. Marnie is getting tired of Lewis' excuses, Shane's lack of self-care, and trying to balance everything. Zinnia wants to know more about her mother and her research and Gabriel just wishes she would stay safe. Penny's life is a mess but at least she has the kids and Maru. Leah and Elliott are tortured artist gays.

[manysmallhands]

FearOfMu21c Index Page

It never occurred to me before I started that it might be handy to have a place where you could access all the #FearOfMu21c pieces individually. But given how confusing it's been in terms of bringing back posts from last year (which ofc are now incorrectly labelled), i thought it would be a good idea to have everything in one post, where anyone interested can find whatever they might want to look at. So:

Introductory notes

Day one: Lana Del Rey - Mariners Apartment Complex

Day two: MGMT - Flash Delirium

Day three: The Killers - When You Were Young

Day four: Tullycraft - Lost In Light Rotation

Day five: Lady Gaga - Bad Romance (11 pts)

Day six: Deerhunter - Memory Boy

Day seven: Trust Fund/Joanna Gruesome - Split 12" EP

Day eight: Dua Lipa - Don't Start Now

Day nine: The Soundcarriers - Boiling Point

Day ten: Magdalena Bay - Chaeri (11 pts)

Day eleven: Grouper - Holding

Day twelve: Little Mix - Black Magic

Day thirteen: The Mountain Goats - This Year (from Dilaudid EP)

Day fourteen: Kendrick Lamar - King Kunta (11 pts)

Day fifteen: The Strokes - Juicebox

Day sixteen: Estelle ft Kanye West - American Boy

Day seventeen: The Juan Maclean - A Simple Design

Day eighteen: The Ophelias - Lunar Rover

Day nineteen: Solange - Cranes In the Sky

Day twenty: Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Zero

Day twenty one: Rina Sawayama - Catch Me In the Air

Day twenty two: Electrelane - To The East

Day twenty three: Self Esteem - You Forever

Day twenty four: Warpaint - Undertow

Day twenty five: Mercury Girls - Ariana

Day twenty six: Sleater-Kinney - You're No Rock n Roll Fun

Day twenty seven: Shunkan - Our Names

Day twenty eight: Amerie - 1 Thing

Day twenty nine: Julia Holter - Feel You (11 pts)

Day thirty: The Go! Team - Doing It Right

Day thirty one: Kero Kero Bonito - Time Today

Day thirty two : Mattiel - Keep The Change

Day thirty three: Fred Thomas - Voiceover

Day thirty four: Cate Le Bon - Puts Me To Work

Day thirty five: Scott Walker - Epizootics!

Day thirty six: U.S. Girls - 4 American Dollars

Day thirty seven: Florence + The Machine - Dog Days Are Over

Day thirty eight: The Orielles - Come Down On Jupiter

Day thirty nine: Jeanines - Things Change EP

Day forty: Janelle Monáe - Make Me Feel

Day forty one: The Hidden Cameras - The Day I Left Home

Day forty two: The Clientele - On A Summer Trail

Day forty three: St Vincent - Digital Witness

Day forty four: Faith Healer - Again

Day forty five: Grimes - REALiTi

Day forty six: Juniore - Difficile

Day forty seven: Public Enemy - Harder Than You Think

Day forty eight: Olivia Rodrigo - Vampire

Day forty nine: Muna - I Know A Place (12 points)

Day fifty: Weyes Blood - It's Not Just Me, It's Everybody

[astro-break]

Thoughts on the 5th ep of Hypmic Rhyme Anima+. Spoilers beware

Season 1 | Ep.1 | Ep.2 | Ep.3 | Ep.4

fragrance nagoya??? did badass get dragged into hifumi's clubbing thing lmaoooo

im still scared tho, what did those white coats say about jinguji being the final member of MTR like two episodes ago?

they are making his office their home i love that silly family like dynamic

i love that jyushi's eyeshadow is animated its so simple but cute

Hifumiiiiii and Doppo!

I love Kijima's performance as Hifumi so much its always such a treatt

the power of puppy eyes! and love

LMFAOO poor doppo that company is so black

Chanichiii thats such a cute nickname and also very Hifumi to put the prefex infront of the name

LMAO did kuko just beat up a bunch of gangsterss that hilarious, they're kneeling too

oh his phonecase is studded, how cute

the kinshachi! return of the kinshachi! I do like how Doppo went to all the famous visitor locations

Jyushi is such host material its actually cute

I love the flowers that accompany each character, each one is so indicative of their personality

yellow roses are Hifumi's Flower TM. its everywhere in his design from his suit to his speakers. It means friendship, sympathy, respect, and compassion. For a host its not a good flower because its a very friendzone flower but its perfect for trusting and empathetic hifumi

I don't know exactly what flower is behind Jyushi, it might be purple roses, but the prominent stamen might point to purple asters instead. They symbolize daintiness and elegance, but also a wistfulness for things that could have been. It is also a symbol of loyalty, very fitting for jyushi

I believe Hitoya's flowers are clematis. They represent wisdom and aspiration but also a sharp mind as its status as a climbing plant symbolized working around tough issues. It's also called the leather flower, for our resident leather motorcycle enthusiast

I think Ichiro's flowers are marguerite flowers which is a flower that has been used a lot in the arts, fitting for this idiot. It speaks of hope and renewal, new beginnings as well as devotion and optimism. All very indicative of Ichiro. Hilariously though, perhaps its most famous appearance is in Shakespeare's Hamlet where Ophelia hands marguerite flowers out to symbolize the loss of her sanity. whoops

ofc Jakurai's white lillies is very Jakurai. The purity is clear but it also means innocence

oh they are so silly a;skjdhf;ajklsdj JAKURAIIII

Aww doppo cleans up well in a host suit, that choker is everything

but wait isn't Jyushi technically underage too?? why is he also working? He's in highschool like Jiro??

kyun! Hifumi is so cool!

Yes, this is only episode 5, it won't end this early ww

aww, kuko still likes his old friends too. thats cute, he's a guy who really values those kind of things.

Hifumi being happy is cute and that smile is so healing! he really has a cute smile when he's not exhausted

expositionnnnnn those two people are definitely the same no doubt about it. I mean its Hypmic of course it will be

They are so super sentai ww no names only their work positions www these villains are so fun i think thats something i like about the hypmic anime. they lean into the silly and funny

Doppo literately smacking them over the head with words is hilariouss

I've know enough about hentai to know where this is going

Honestly the song quality this season around is actually so good! I like a lot more of the songs this time around, last season was a mixed bag for me but this one is just banger after banger

damnn how he do that, thats wild

I love how jyushi and the bystanders and just staring at Doppo like he's crazy ww

YYOOOO the way that jakurai's hair is animated is just muaaahh such good flowy motions!

Doppo's fit is so comfy i love it. A good balance between fancy and comfy.

Fling Posse episode next lets gooo i can't waittt. I wonder what will happen with them since they have very little connection with the villains. something something the Beginning Gate company having connections with the clone project? Idk but I hope they don't honestly. It would be interesting to have at least one completely impartial team

[vacant--body]

stay with me pt 2

<azriel shadowsinger x OFC>

warnings: mentions of trauma, physical harm, violence and gore(ish)

part one, part three, part four, part five

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Ophelia was only slightly hung over the next morning, thankfully. She was up early, earlier than normal. To be honest, she hadn’t slept at all. That moment she had shared with Azriel kept replaying in her head. Her thoughts kept tossing between she should have stayed and she should have pushed him off sooner. She had let it get too far and it didn’t go far enough.

She stared at her naked reflection in the full length body mirror. Ugly scars littered her body. Fae healing rarely left scars, but when they were severe enough they stayed. Madja had tried telling her that it was the scars of the mind that kept the scars of the body from healing, but she brushed her off.

The ones that had seen her naked had tried to ask, but when she felt their thoughts lingering too long, she was already out the door. Ophelia didn’t feel like sharing her traumas with strangers anyway.

As her eyes tracked up her body, they landed on the already fading purple and yellow marks that Azriel had left on her. These…these weren’t ugly. These were beautiful, these were made from him. Carefully, the pads of her fingers grazed one and instantly felt a rush of heat pool between her legs.

Gasping, she turned away from herself, shame dampening the rush of desire that took over her entire body. She was so stupid, so stupid that for a second she actually let herself believe that she could have someone. She had felt alive with Azriel holding her so close. It was like breathing the first breath of fresh air after being held under water too long.

Shoving those thoughts out of her head, Ophelia dressed herself. A simple black turtleneck with matching black pants. The turtleneck was the only clothing that would cover the marks Azriel had left. She didn’t need her busy body friends asking questions, if Cassian hadn’t already told everyone.

Rhys?

A moment later, she got a reply.

Phia? You’re up early.

She rolled her eyes at the invisible response. She did not have the energy to bicker with him this morning.

Could you come get me? I have some things I’d like to go over with you.

Can’t you have Cass or Az? I’m currently…indisposed.

Gagging to herself, she took a deep breath and pressed him harder.

Cassian has training with the priestesses, I don’t want to bother him.

Okay? What about Az?

Rhys!

Fine, fine. I’ll be there soon.

You better not smell like sex.

She could have sworn she heard laughter as Rhysand slammed the walls of his mind shut. She loved Rhys like a brother and now Feyre as a sister. When he came back from Under the Mountain rambling about how he had found his mate, she couldn’t have been happier. He deserved it, after all.

The day Rhys welcomed Ophelia into his court with open arms was both fuzzy and crystal clear in her mind. Her and Mor had found each other, both on the brink of death on the edges of the Autumn Courts forest. When she had thought they would both succumb to their wounds…there he was.

Azriel.

His shadows had swirled around them and it felt strange, but comforting. He held them both as they silently sobbed before winnowing back to Velaris.

But unlike Mor, Ophelia couldn’t remember a single thing before that moment. Rhys had tried, Madja had tried. But it was just blank. Sometimes she would get flashes, a warm sun, the smell of smoke, burnt oranges and brown, the bright flash of a knife as it flayed her skin open. But the only thing she did remember was her name.

Ophelia.

In those first few days, she said it to herself silently and allowed like a prayer. She had no idea who she was or where she came from, but she did have that. And nobody could take it from her.

It took her years to fully recover, and that was only physically. Mentally was another story. But there were more important things she had to deal with, so she pushed it down. Some days it felt like it would all come bubbling to the surface, her skin remembering the feeling of what it felt like to be shredded to bits, but her mind having no memory of it. It was its own brand of personal torture. Those days she took sleeping drafts and stayed in bed, not wanting her friends to see the madness that was brewing behind her eyes.

I’m here, where are you?

The sound of Rhys' voice jarred her from her thoughts, and Ophelia realized she had been pacing.

Come to my balcony, please.

I will if you tell me what’s wrong.

She didn’t reply, instead grabbing her bag and pulling it over her shoulders, and secured her daggers to her thighs. A moment later she heard the flapping of wings and the sound of boots thudding on her balcony.

Coming out, she squinted her eyes at Rhys. “You smell like sex.” She said, scrunching up her nose.

“Thank you.” Rhys smiled as he gathered her up in his arms. He didn’t speak again until they were almost to the River House.

“Care to tell me what’s wrong?”

“Not particularly.” Ophelia grumbled.

“I’m guessing it has to do something with Az?”

Ophelia jolted, whipping her head towards him. “How-”

“Cassian may have mentioned something last night about how he had caught you two, and you ran off and now Azriel is, well, I don’t know what Azriel is right now.”

Ophelia was silent for a moment longer.

“Did he do something-”

“No! Mother Rhys, no!” Ophelia gasped, shocked he would even think like that. “It’s me. I can’t-can’t-”

“Hey, it’s okay.” He reassured her, as they touched down on the flat rooftop. “Trust me I understand, it’s just that I don’t think Az does.”

She took several steps away from him, distancing herself. Like she always does when someone got too close.

“Nothing he did was anything I didn’t want.” She told him, looking him in his violet eyes. Crossing her arms, she waited for some kind of scolding. She knew she hurt Azriel, and she also knew the boys were very protective of each other.

“I still think you should talk to him. Explain yourself instead of hiding.”

Sighing, she leaned her head back, looking up at the morning sky. “Enough about me, that’s not why I’m here.”

“I know, and the answer is already yes.”

Leaning in, she kissed her brother on the cheek. “I’ll be back soon, three days tops.”

Then, she winnowed. One moment she was in Velaris, her High Lord standing before her. The next, she was standing in a quiet forest, the burnt orange and red leaves swaying in the crisp breeze.

Ophelia always thought the Autumn Court was beautiful. There was just something about how the air permanently smelled like apples and the way the fallen leaves crunched underneath her boots. But the people here? She hated them more than anything.

Normally, it was Azriel and her that came on these missions. Scouting out Beron and his Court seemed like a full time job, lately. There were constant meetings being held inside his castle, troops moving about on the Spring Courts border.

It seemed like Beron had taken a page from the Human Queens book and completely warded his castle, Azriels shadows couldn’t even get it. So they were out here every couple of days, looking for the weak points.

But now, she couldn’t work with Azriel. Not without risking talking about what happened between them, what had changed. Mother, why weren’t males content with being only friends? But had they only just been friends? Az was softer to her than most, kinder and sweeter. He was one of the only ones that would check on her when she was having those types of days. She thought it was because of his own trauma, that he understood. But was it only just that?

The hairs on the back of Ophelia's neck prickled suddenly. Crouching low, she took stock of her surroundings. The landscape around her was empty, mostly forest and a couple farms. There wasn’t a lot in this part of the court. But that feeling lingered, almost like she was being watched.

A branch snapped behind her and she whirled, sending her dagger flying. She knew she hit her mark when someone whale in pain. Ophelia began to rapidly prepare her energy to winnow, but she wasn’t fast enough.

An arrow embedded itself deep into her shoulder, coming out the other end and pinning her against a nearby tree. Screaming internally, she tried to winnow again. But her powers just disappeared inside her. One moment they were there, beneath the surface of her skin, and then they were gone.

Fucking ash arrows.

“Look at this!” Someone laughed, off in the distance. “A whore from the Court of Nightmares!”

A small group of soldiers materialized out of the shadows of the trees. All had bows, and all were trained on her. Ophelia snarled, but her fight was draining. Too quickly it was draining. She didn’t recognize the males, except one. It was one of Eris’s brothers. As he drew closer, she saw that he held her dagger, which dripped with blood. He crouched down in front of her, a twisted grin spread across his face.

“You’re coming with me.” He snarled, before plunging the dagger into Ophelia's leg.

The burning world of gold and brown and red, all faded to black.

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taglist- @marvelouslovely-barnes

[thedndgoblinwholivesinyourwalls]

WAHOOO OKOKIES SOOO (claps hands, stands on soapbox)

All I have so far is trad sketches on paper for them however these are the two guyss (butch4butch? idk man?)

Molly (right-She/Her) and Ophelia (left-She/Him)!!! Mechanic and Scientist (Biologist) respectively!!

Molly’s species has a heart stone instead of an actual heart which is kinda like a crystal- and in the story she gets told by a doctor that “hey your heart stone is crumbling and you should stop exploring/working until we find a cure” and Molly is like no I’m not going to listen since her job and exploring is her life so instead she goes and finds her best friend/colleague Ophelia and is like. do you want to go discover some planets with me? Ophelia’s like yes ofc and they get a pod and zoom off- the rest of the story would follow them exploring space and falling in love (Molly already is in love) and Ophelia getting sicker and sicker until Ophelia has to rush and find a cure for her heart!! (she does dw)

BUT YEAHH!! And Ophelia is a mushroom person- she can grow mushrooms/fungi from her hand when it touches something so he has to keep gloves on all the time (“the gloves stay on during sex”/silly) otherwise the fungi can leave pretty nasty marks on people’s skin! And the black dots on his face are mushroom spots :]]

ANYWAYSSS YEAGH. I have silly plot points I shall tell you however this is long enough alreadyyy

and have. a silly little comic i did for them in my sketchbook hehhee

(you’ve kinda become the person i go to if i wanna share little comic/dnd guys with someone so apologies for thatttt)

uhh short comic idea i might do. scientist and mechanic on a spaceship (butch 4 butch) thats all i have so far

NEVER APOLOGIZE I AM KICKING MY FEET GIGGLING GETTING TO HEAR IT ALL!! I hear butch4butch and slam through the wall like the kool aid man this is such a beautiful place to start….do you have an idea for a plot or are the characters just chilling so far? What are they like 👀👀

[hesbuckcompton-baby]

I Stayed There - Eugene Sledge x OFC Chapter 4 - The Thought That Counts

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 /// Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9

Summary: Eugene and Anna reunite after years of being apart, but they're soon to learn that their losses don't mean as much to the rest of the world

Warnings: Mentions of death, language

Word Count: 2.8k

Tags: @cagzzz107

A/N: Character's names in bold italics indicate a change in POV

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Eugene

I had been home for two days before I went to see Anna - it took that long for my mother to let me out of her sight. I didn't call beforehand, just walked up the road to her house, the white walls reflecting orange in the light of the sunset. It felt good to be there again, as if I were returning to a second home.

She was out on the porch when I arrived, sleeping soundly in one of the garden chairs as radio static drifted through the open window. There were flowers on the windowsill and scattered around the floor, arranged in wilting bouquets around her as if she were some incarnation of Ophelia, eyes restfully closed and hands folded in her lap.

I hesitated, and for a moment I just stood there on the front step, looking at her and wondering how any single hello could make up for the grief she'd suffered without me there to offer any comfort. But then I noticed something else. In the years that had passed since we'd last seen each other, something about her had changed. Or had it? Maybe I had been too foolish to notice before, but that night Anna had seemed to me the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

Finally, I made my approach, reaching out tentatively and letting my hand gently graze her shoulder. "Anna?" I spoke softly. Her brow furrowed deeply and she muttered something as she gradually regained consciousness, her expression contorted in irritation. I stayed hovering over her, and it took her a moment to actually process her surroundings.

"Eugene," She murmured, clearly annoyed that I had woken her, before realising what was happening. "Eugene!" She cried again, eyes suddenly wide as she bolted out of the chair, hurling her entire body weight onto me in an embrace as I let out a grunt, stumbling backwards slightly.

Anna held onto me so tightly that I could feel her breathing, her chest rising and falling against mine. But she was quiet. Her knuckled dug into my back as she balled her hands into fists, clutching at the fabric of my shirt, and I could hear the way her breathing began to grow ragged. I knew what had happened to her, and the guilt I felt at being unable to help her during that time was something that would stick with me for years, but that evening I had to make the fact I was there now be enough.

"Hey," I spoke, rubbing my palm up and down against her spine as my other hand reached for the front door. "C'mon, let's go inside."

"No," She seized my wrist, keeping me from opening the door. "Ma's sleeping, I don't wanna wake her up. Let's just stay out here, it's not cold."

I frowned, but let her guide me to the porch step, taking a seat beside her as we both stared ahead down the driveway, the gravel track bathes in golden light from a singular streetlight before the fields across the road faded away into blackness. She was wearing a nice tea dress of thin white fabric that fell just below her knee and was covered with small purple flowers. Despite her insisting it wasn't cold, from that close I could see the goosebumps rising on her arms from the cool air, and I wordlessly took off my jacket and placed it across her shoulders.

After a moment, she spoke. "Are you okay?" I paused then, startled by the realisation that she was the first person to ask me that. I was uninjured, that much was clear to the eye, which put me in far better stead than most soldiers coming home. I supposed that if anyone knew about wounds we couldn't see, it was Anna.

"Not really," I admitted, my voice meek and quickly dissipating in the evening air.

She nodded slowly. "That's okay. I'm not either."

I reached out and wrapped my arm around her, her head resting against my shoulder. But as I looked down, her brow seemed to furrow, and her expression contorted into something that looked like guilt. I frowned, my grip on her loosening, but she didn't move.

A light turned on in one of the upstairs windows, and Anna turned sharply, looking up at it. When Mrs March's silhouette passed she let out a heavy sigh, shrugging off my jacket. "You should go."

I didn't pretend to understand the way things between her and her mother seemed to have changed. But I hadn't been around for two years, and their entire life had been thrown for a loop. It wasn't my business to try and understand, simply to respect that things were the way they were. And so I stood up without retort, shaking my head slightly. "Keep it, I'll get it back from you next time. It won't be the first jacket you've kept."

"But you'll get cold walking home," She frowned, only half wearing it still.

"You don't need to worry about me," I assured her.

But it was beginning to dawn on me that maybe I needed to worry about her.

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Anna

The next evening, Mary Houston's mother organised a dinner party to celebrate the engagement between Mary and Sid. It was not a modest affair - but in all my years I'd never expected modesty from the Houstons - and there must have been thirty of us lining the table that filled the dining room until it was just teetering on the edge of feeling cramped.

Most people had brought their parents - Sidney's mother and father, Mr and Mrs Sledge, and I even spotted Penelope Bright's family at the bottom end of the table, whom I couldn't remember speaking to since graduation. By this time I had given up making excuses for my mother's absences - If I claimed she was ill every time she decided she didn't want to go out, then people would have started planning her funeral by this time for how sick she seemed to be. I had left her sitting on the couch with some meatloaf and mashed potatoes on the dining table, of which I didn't expect her to eat much more than half.

I sat opposite Mrs Sledge, with Eugene diagonally across from me next to Mary, and Sidney to my right. There was an awkward gap between us caused by the absence of my mother in the seating plan, which was made all the more prominent when her chair was removed so that I could not shift closer to Sid.

The meal went smoothly, Mrs Sledge making delicate conversation about whatever vague topic she could think of, and I could tell she was skating around anything that could allude to the tragedy everyone knew hung over my family. It was a strange situation I found myself in - I didn't want to talk about what happened, but I never wanted to feel as if others had forgotten either. We were about halfway through dinner when Mrs Houston rose from her seat, her fork clinking against the crystal glass in her other hand, drawing the attention of the table.

"It's so nice to have everyone here tonight," She began. Not everyone, I thought. "And I'm so glad that we all made it through safe and sound, without losing a soul among us."

And there it was. Only seconds into her toast and I could already feel the eyes of the room suddenly drawn to me, my shoulders beginning to hunch as I retreated back into my seat in some mortifying combination of embarrassment and shame. Why was I ashamed? Because my misfortunes had ruined the tone of the evening for everyone else? Fuck everyone else.

"Excuse me one moment," I muttered my excuses, shooting up from my seat. I heard Mary hiss sharply, scolding her mother before footsteps trailed behind me as I hurried up the stairs to the smallest bathroom at the back of the house where no one would disturb me.

I took a long, shaky inhale as I entered the bathroom, only half closing the door in my efforts to get to the sink, wiping my hands across my cheeks as I stepped in front of the mirror, my eyes red and puffy in my reflection. Only seconds after I arrived, I saw Mary come in behind me in the mirror, her arms wrapping around my shoulders, the smell of her perfume filling my nose as she burrowed her face in the crook of my neck, her voice muffled against my skin when she spoke.

"I'm sorry," She said as I reached up, my hand clasping onto her wrist as I tucked my chin into the gap between her arms. "She wasn't thinking, Annie, I'm so sorry. She loves you like her own, she'll be torn up about it already. And she should be, it wasn't right to say things like that."

Eugene

The moment Anna had gotten up from her seat, I could feel Mary practically vibrating with rage beside me, and before her mother could say another word she screwed up the napkin in her lap, chucking it onto the table and making empty plates clatter. She pushed her chair out loudly, hissing at her mother over the whispers of guests at the other end of the table. "What were you thinking?!"

Once she was up, Sidney and I locked eyes across the table, and without a word we too were out of our seats, trailing behind her as she followed Anna up the stairs, my mother's faint protests falling on deaf ears. Despite the circumstances, it felt good to follow the others upstairs, the four of us reunited, decorum be damned, the way we always used to be.

When I reached the bathroom, Sid was hovering in the doorway and Mary had Anna in an embrace, talking too quietly for me to hear. Anna's eyes darted up and momentarily met mine in the mirror's reflection. And then there was that guilty look again, flashing across her face in a way that almost unsettled me. I had always known Anna to be many things, but unnecessarily guilty wasn't one of them. I knew by then that there must have been something she wasn't telling me.

"Hey, Anna, I can drive you home if you want," Sidney offered. "My car's just outside."

It seemed as if a perfect opportunity to leave this disaster of an evening had just dropped into my lap. In truth, since returning home there was little I found more tedious than pleasant society, and no matter how much I loved her I was growing tired of my mother clinging to me. "I can walk you back, I think I'm gonna call it a night to, it's on the way so-"

"No, it's alright," She interrupted firmly, although her tone remained pleasant as she gently peeled Mary's hands away from her shoulders. "I'll go with Sid, it's a little cold out."

"...Right."

Anna sniffed loudly, tucked a piece of golden hair back behind her ear, and slipped out of the room without a word, narrowly stepping between Sidney and I, her back turned to me. When she disappeared around the corner I turned back towards the bathroom and noticed Sidney and Mary frowning at each other.

"What?" I asked.

"Is there something going on with you two?" Mary asked, brow furrowed as she leaned back against the edge of the sink. "You seem... awkward."

That night was only the second time I had seen Mary since coming back, and sitting next to her through dinner I remember just feeling relieved when I realised the infatuation I'd held for her in my youth had simply dissipated, gone as if it had never been there at all. All she was to me now was a friend - a real friend - and no matter how concerned we all were, it felt good to have all that tension lifted.

"I don't know," I admitted. "I think there's something she's keeping from me that she doesn't want me to know about."

"Ah," Sid said. Mary bowed her head slightly, but I could see the faintest of smirks creasing her cheeks.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Anna's gonna be waiting, I've gotta go," Sidney shrugged, ducking out of the doorway. I watched him go, then turned my inquisitive expression on Mary, who cleared her throat noisily, her eyes not meeting mine.

"I've gotta get back downstairs," She shrugged as she passed me, leaving me standing next to the toilet in silent confusion.

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Anna

I waited in the passenger seat of Sidney's car for a little while before he came out, a Bing Crosby song playing quietly on the radio as I sat back against the brown leather, rubbing my thumb and forefinger against the stitching in the hem of my dress as he came walking down the driveway.

The door swung shut as he sat down, his coat and hat still left inside for when he returned. "You sure you're okay?" He asked, fidgeting slightly as he made himself comfortable, his fingers flexing against the steering wheel.

"Me? Oh, yeah," I sighed. "Hey, most of the time it's like everyone either forgets my brothers are all dead or it's all they ever wanna talk to me about, I'm getting used to it. For once it'd be nice if people just knew and kept it to themselves, it's not like I'm gonna forget half my family got killed, is it?"

Sidney sighed, turning on the engine as it roared to life and the seat began to vibrate slightly beneath me. "Yeah, well, those people are assholes, and you don't have to talk to 'em."

"Except I do."

"You do. But it's the thought that counts."

I smiled over at him, leaning my shoulder against the door as we trundled out of Mary's driveway, picking up speed along the wide country roads, passing mailboxes and houses sunk back away from the track, porch lights like golden beacons in the evening dimness. The hum of crickets was audible over the rumbling engine, and it reminded me of when I was a kid, my Pa driving me home after dinner at Mary's house as I tried not to fall asleep and miss out on the only time I ever got to sit in the front. My Pa had liked Louis Armstrong and the Dorsey Brothers - he played jazz records in the living room whilst he read his paper and smoked his pipe, and liked it when I perched on the couch so he could tell me about when he was a boy - fishing trips with his grandpa, his first visit to a concert hall.

I think I was a bit of a mystery to my father. He didn't seem to understand how a father was 'supposed' to talk to a daughter, and there was always a sense of bewilderment in his expression when confronted with me - a little, scrappy thing with bruised knees and bright yellow pigtails. But he tried, and even when I was too young to understand why he might have struggled, I still recognised how hard he tried. When he talked to my brothers it seemed effortless, but on those drives home when it was just the two of us, it was as if we never talked about the same subject twice. As if every conversation we had was just him desperately trying to find some common ground between us. I like to think that he succeeded. I was only fourteen when he died, but I can remember being seventeen when my mother told me that I was the child that reminded her the most of him.

I suppose it had never occurred to me or him that in all of his desperate and varied efforts to connect with me, I was the one he ended up rubbing off on most of all. Because in the end, I think I was the one who knew him best. In all his efforts to understand me, I got to understand him too.

My temple was pressed against the window, the rumbling of the car against the uneven road reverberating and vibrating around in my skull, when Sidney spoke again.

"You know, you need to tell him."

I sat up straight, the car suddenly feeling quieter. "Tell who?"

"Eugene."

I let out a sigh, slumping slightly in my seat. "I don't see why, it doesn't really affect him."

"How doesn't it?" Sid prodded, momentarily taking his eyes off the road to look at me. "It affects you, so it affects him. You've been friends for a long time now, your life is important to him."

My head flopped sideways against my shoulder as I looked over at him. "You should give advice more often."

"Yeah, I know, I'm really smart. It's why Mary wants to marry me."

"I don't want to marry you."

"I don't want to marry you either."

"I find that hard to believe," I shrugged, chuckling as I straightened myself in my seat.

"So are you gonna tell him?" Sidney asked again.

"Yes! Ok? I'll tell him. I am going to tell Eugene."

"Good," He said, then frowned. "Just... don't expect him to be happy about it."

[caribaheine]

rules: take this personality quiz and list some of the characters they present you with

tagged by: @allidoistry + @palmerstrange thank you so much guys, this was so fun! ♡

♡ no.1 result – nina sayers (black swan) – 82%

♡ dan humphrey (gossip girl) – 73%

♡ bella swan (twilight) – 71%

♡ vanessa abrams (gossip girl) – 71%

♡ andrea sachs (devils wears prada) - 71%

♡ ophelia (hamlet) – 71%

♡ norman bates (psycho) – 71%

♡ violet parr (the incredibles) – 69%

♡ amélie poulain (amélie) – 68%

♡ juliet capulet (romeo and juliet) – 67%

♡ georgiana darcy (pride & prejudice) – 65%

♡ jenny humphrey (gossip girl) – 65%

♡ needy lesnicki (jennifer’s body) – 63%

♡ willow rosenberg (btvs) – 62%

♡ karen smith (mean girls) – 62%

tagging: tagging: @benedictbridgertonss @aimlocked @yuiaka @nerdy-izuku @honeymunson @deweyduck @goldrsh @emmaswcns @stararry (optional ofc! ♡)

[littlemessyjessi]

“Chasing Jessi”:  A Sirius Black Story: Plus Size OC: Chapter 7: Tinkerbell & The Lost Boy

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Sirius Black Imagine Turned Story

Re-Written and Edit of an old story of mine I had on Mibba that deserved some more love and attention, lol.

Sirius Black x Jess Scamander (OC, OFC, PLUS SIZE OC, PLUS SIZE OFC)

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Sirius Black was lounging comfortably in his bunk. He hadn't even bothered to change out of the KISS shirt and black flannel pajama bottoms at this point. He was reading through a book that he'd borrowed from Jess. Contrary to popular belief... Sirius actually loved to read. 

He’d rather die than admit that but he’d learned from an early age that it could easily provide an escape from his horrible daily life. 

Again though, he’d rather die than admit and let someone see him doing it. 

He was up rather early on a Sunday morning- something that used to be obscenely out of character before he played Quidditch. Now, it seemed that his biological clock was against him. However, it proved rather useful when wanting the shower to yourself or getting to breakfast while everyone was still in bed.  He'd been to breakfast already and was currently just relaxing for he had been informed by a tired looking Lily Evans that Jess was not coming down for breakfast this morning. He had been slightly disappointed but guessed that it was because the two girls had been up late talking. He figured that girls did that just as much as boys did. Although, for Jess's sake he hoped not because James had nearly driven him mad last night by both talking about every detail of his and Lily's date and all but demanding the same from Sirius. Honestly, boys were just as bad as girls when it came to gossip. 

If not worse.  However, he supposed he could just try and read this ridiculous book of hers until she awoke. He had really just settled in and was beginning to immerse himself into this fantasy world when.... "Sirius!!!" His brows furrowed and he glanced over at Remus who was studying on the floor in front of his bunk but he only shrugged.

"Sirius! Ooof! Sorry! Sirius!" "What in the name of Merlin?" he pondered as he sat the book down and went to the door to see none other than his hyperactive girlfriend balancing a package on her hip and apologizing to a fourth year boy who went white as a ghost at the sight of her. "You're ...you're not supposed to be up here." the boy said. "Oh, I'm sorry." she said to him. "I'm just looking for Sirius. See, I have something I have to-" The boy was too shaken to speak. To be fair, she was still wearing her pajamas and he was a fourteen year old boy, most likely with a crush on her. And she was only wearing a big floppy yellow smiley face shirt and some rather short multi colored shorts. "Over here, love." Sirius smirk. She turned to face him with a relieved smile looking so odd with her floral cat ear headband and her big blue monster house shoes. "Thanks, anyway." she told the boy and gave him a one armed hug. Sirius almost snorted when the boy looked as if he may pass out. The poor boy probably didn't know whether he found her attractive, terrifying or strange....or all three. "What are you doing up here?" he asked her as she came to a stop in front of him, "And in your pajamas no less?" "I have something for you." she said simply but he smirked and she smacked him in the stomach, "Not that!" "Aw, and it's almost my birthday too." he moaned playfully and he opened the door and let her him. "Hello, Remus." she greeted the studious green eyed boy. "Oh, uh, hi Jess." he said a little surprised to see her there, especially in her pjs.  "Remus, she beats me." Sirius wailed dramatically. "She wounds me." "If it's to your pride..." he said. "I suggest she do it some more. Your head is far too big as it is." Jess grinned in victory. Sirius gasped, "Moony, old boy, I can't believe it! Everyone's mistreating me and it's almost my birthday!" "Sirius, if you don't come sit down, then I'm going to open your present." she informed him smartly. "Present?" he asked. "What present?" "This one." she said tapping the lid of the green box. "You got me a present?" he asked curiously taking a seat on the bunk as the box lay between them.  "No." she said. "Well, yes. I did. But this isn't it. This is from my mum and dad." "What?" he asked in disbelief. "From mum and dad." she repeated. "She sent a blasted howler as well. Damn near threatened my life if I opened it. So I'm guessing it's rather good and most likely involving food. Best open it sooner than later." Sirius' hands shook just a little as he pulled the box open and cringed as a howler floated out. It was that same familiar shape that he recognized as the ones Jess usually got. From previous experiences, he was expecting yelling but relaxed when he saw the letter transform and the dark wax sealed lips give him a smile. It began to speak in a soothing tone, "Hello, Dear. Happy Birthday! I do hope you have a good one this year and that you get this package in time. Jess mentioned that you had a particular liking for toffee and fudge so I do hope you like what's inside. She also mentioned that you loved music and so there is something extra special inside from my husband. He said that he wanted it to go someone who could appreciate her as he much as he did. I wasn't allowed to see so I'm trusting that it's appropriate and if it's it not, you'd best tell me so I can tan his hide! Everything is under the shrinking charm so all you need to do is use the Engorgio charm. If you have trouble with it, I would advise you to ask Lily rather than Jess. She means well but she tends to get terribly excited and...blow things up. We are so excited to see Jess making such lovely friends! She speaks very highly of you and bless your soul, you must be patient to deal with her antics! I do hope she isn't being too rough. Some of those pictures... Merlin, I feared she'd nearly kill you with that one on the broom. I've told her about that! Nevertheless, any friend of hers is a friend to us. Welcome to the family, sweet boy. Have a wonderful birthday, dear! May you have many more! P.S. Do not let my child con you out of your presents with her innocent face. I know that she 'seems' sweet but if you give in...you'll regret it. Trust me. Her father has been wrapped around her finger since she was six seconds old. " When the letter was finished it ripped itself up and turned to ash. Sirius was a little disappointed. It had been so nice...he had kind of wanted to keep it. He glanced up to find Remus looking at him curiously and Jess looking mildly offended. "She makes me sound like some kind of animal." she scoffed. "Well..." Remus smirked. "I'd say more reptilian. You do have a certain, what was it you called it Padfoot? Dragon lady...quality about you." "Remus Lupin!" she scolded him. "You are a booger head and I am not talking to you anymore!" "I have chocolate." he said lifting his brows at her and holding up a piece. "All is forgiven." she said racing over to join him. "So what did she get you?" she piped up from her spot with Remus on the floor. Sirius reached into the box to pull out a container and he smiled. "Toffee." he smiled. "Oooh!" she gushed and jumped on his bed. "That's mum homemade toffee! It's really good! She won a blue ribbons for it at the local Muggle fair!" He pulled another out and observed the white chunks with rainbow sprinkles. "Birthday cake fudge." he smiled as he read the label aloud. "It's really good." Jess nodded. "It tastes like white chocolate and cake batter. Mum makes it for Dad every year on his birthday. I bet she had to make two batches!" He pulled out a jar of something and for just a moment it made him think of firewhiskey but he smiled when he read the label. 'Sirius, dear, this is a new recipe I'm trying out. It's called Toffee Syrup. We like to put it in porridge, tea, pumpkin juice, coffee...come to think of it, anything really. I've added just a bit something special to this one. I'd love to hear what you think.' "Mum'll kill me for telling you this but it's really good you mix it with firewhiskey and put it over ice cream." Jess piped up and he lifted his brows at her. "And here I thought you were sweet and innocent." he commented. She laughed, "Sirius, we both know I'm far from either of those." He pulled out a black knitted hat. "Oh, Mum, doesn't want you to catch cold!" she wailed dramatically. "Don't cry on it." he teased. "But she stitched it with love, Sirius!" she wailed again. He resisted the urge to shove her off the bed when something caught his eye. A small black case and upon further inspection he realized that it was a guitar case. 'Engorgio.' he murmured and enlarged it before pulling the zipper open to reveal a beautiful black acoustic guitar. "Ophelia!" Jess squeaked. "What?" Sirius asked her. "It's Ophelia." she said. "It's Dad's guitar. He let me name her when I was a little girl." Sirius frowned, "Oh, maybe you should have it then." "Nah." she shook her head. "I'm rubbish at guitar. I'm a drums kind of girl...much to mum's dismay." She grinned wickedly and pretended to play the drums. 

She never failed to make him laugh.  He pulled it out and ran his hand over it before glancing into the case and seeing the matching strap and an envelope. He opened the envelope to reveal a small note and a silver chain with a matching guitar pick on the end. "Hello, Sirius. I hope you have a very Happy Birthday. Jess tells me that you love music along with many other things. She seems quite fond of you and speaks of you quite a lot. Which is considerably out of character for her. You have to understand that for the longest time when she wrote home...it was usually to tell us that Lily's eyebrows had grown back or that she'd was very close to finding redcap colony. Naturally, as her father, I was a little defensive about you at first. However, you seem like an alright lad and she seems to take a liking to you. Any man that will willingly let her braid rainbow colored yarn into their hair....well you're alright with me, kid. I hope you have a great birthday and you enjoy old Ophelia. P.S. If you press the guitar pick, you can record yourself. Comes in handy when you're working on songs. ' Sirius carefully sealed the letter back up and placed everything delicately back in the box. "Sirius?" Jess whispered. "You have really, really good parents." he said quietly. Remus quietly left the room, deciding it was best to give the two of them some time. "I know." she said softly. Sirius just nodded, still just slightly shaking until she placed her hand on his. "Maybe you can meet them sometime. You know, to properly welcome you to the family and all." she said. There was more to that statement than either of them were willing to talk about at that moment. Grey eyes caught green and they just stared for a moment. She decided to break the tension with some comedy. "Mum may be swayed by your charms but I will not being giving you your present from me until it's your actual birthday." she said. "You got me a present?" he questioned. "Yes, and I'm not telling so don't even try!" she scolded as she stuck her finger in his face. He smirked at her challenge as he carefully placed the box underneath his bed and grabbed her ankle. "Not even if I do...." he trailed off as he hovered above her neck. "This." She bit her lip when his lips caressed her skin. "No!" she cried out. "Don't use your tricks!" "How about here?" he asked kissing her nose. "Never." she whispered. "Alright." he said. "But I think I'll try one more." "I'll never surrender, Captain Hook!" she called out, grinning wickedly as she saw her book on his bed side table. "Now, now Tinkerbell. Let's not be rash." he teased. "Now give me some of that pixie dust." She erupted into a fit of giggles, "Sirius Black, Lord of the Cheeseballs!" He tickled her relentlessly, "Surrender!" "Never!" she said rolling out from underneath him and racing into the halls, "Lost Boys, unite! We have to defend ourselves against the terrible Captain Hook!" The muggleborns got it, thought it was weird, but go it. Everyone...just kind of wrote it off as Jess being Jess. And James Potter stood at the foot of stairs looking at his friend with an odd expression on his face. "What?" Sirius asked. James shook his head. "Nothing. It's just...you two are clearly into some weird things." he said. Sirius laughed and shoved his friend along into his room. The thing was...he didn't mind her little games. He loved them almost as much as he did her.

Chapter Six

Chapter Eight

Hello, loves! How do we feel about Sirius’ early bday present from Jess’ parents?  How are we liking their relationship so far?  

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All my love darlings!

Kenny

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