#Our boy deserved Better

[sliebman10]

Happy Birthday, Sirius Black

(Here is some birthday fluff to celebrate our boy.)

After the war, after everything, sleep was something to be savored, indulged in. The nightmares of the past had given way to a more peaceful present. They seldom rose early anymore, unless Remus had early students but those were few these days.

A few minutes later, he felt Sirius wake with a soft groan. Remus ran his hand through Sirius's hair, pushing it back  so he could see part of his face. "Good morning, birthday boy." Remus said in his ear. 

"Not morning yet." Sirius mumbled sleepily, burying his face further into Remus's neck. “Too early.” Remus laughed quietly. Sleepy Sirius was one of his favorite moods.  His sharp tongue and jagged edges were softened when he was like this and Remus loved the glimpses of this more pliable version of his witty, sometimes difficult partner.

"Some parts of you are more awake than others." Remus observed, shifting a little so their hips slotted together.

"Look who's talking." Sirius said, eyes still closed, but hands moving to Remus's thighs. 

Remus chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to his temple. He moved his hand to the spot low on Sirius's back, moving his thumb in a slow circle. 

"Don't tease, Moony…I'm an old man." he murmured.

"I wouldn't dream of it." Remus said, giving him a wicked smile.

Read more here.

[exhausted-electron]

Ave Atque Vale🥺

I’m just gonna say it…

Christopher Lightwood was the worst, the saddest, the hardest death to get through that Cassie has ever written.

More than Livvy or George Lovelace. Christopher was the closest to the main characters, if not a main character himself, part of a solid group and actually had a future laid out for him (his inventions, Grace) and it was stolen from him.

Christopher Lightwood deserved better. Ave Atque Vale, Kit.

(because no one in the book said it for you)

[eastons-creations]

Joyeux anniversaire étoile brillante. Part 2/5

A/N - all French is translated after in the |bars|. NOTE- I don’t speak French, let me know if I got anything wrong. This is a part 2! (can be read on its own).

November 3, 1971 “WAKE UPPPP!” A large figure landed on top of Sirius, causing all the oxygen to leave his body, and his brain to jolt from his exhausted state. “Get off me idiot,” Sirius pushed James off his bed and rolled over towards the wall. As he blinked and sleep left his body his mind wandered to the day ahead. He hadn’t told his friends he would be 12 as of today, no one would really care, his parents didn’t. It's not that big of a deal. “Will someone let that god awful bird in before I go insane…” Sirius looked behind him at the sleeping bundle across from him. Remus, he must have gotten back from his parents late last night. “Morning to you dear Remmy! Ah it's good to see you too! We missed you these past few days!” James smacked a kiss onto the sleeping boys head after his grand speech, then walked to the large window, throwing it open with a flourish. Cold wind rushed into the boys room as well as a large owl which flew right to Sirius, which he recognized immediately. When Sirius and his brother were young they wanted to be able to communicate with friends from outside, but their mother wouldn’t allow them to use the family owl. They had found this one when it was young and injured. After they nursed it back to health it allowed them to use it for sending letters to each other. Sirius smiled, “Hey buddy. You got something for me?” He shifted in the bed and leaned against the headboard as the owl hopped forward holding out a letter with his foot. Sirius bent to untie it and then pet the owl on the head, “Thanks kid.” The owl chirped back then hopped off the bed and flew around the room. Smiling, Sirius opened the letter.

Siri- Happy Birthday big brother. I miss you a lot, and can’t wait to join you at Hogwarts next year. Home has been fine, if not a little odd as it is just me and them, but mother has banned us from talking of you considering your house placement. She’s not happy Siri, but I’m sure you know that.  With all that said I hope you still come home for winter break, I really want to see you. The stuffed cat you gave me has kept me a lot of company while you’ve been gone, I’m glad we have that connection at least. Sorry I couldn’t get you anything this year, but uncle alphard hasn’t been responding and I didn’t want to risk sending out too many letters. Missing you, but I hope you're doing well. Your brother. -Regulus “It's your birthday?” Sirius jumped and gave a quiet yelp as the presence by his shoulder made himself known. Peter stood next to him, snacking on Bottle Caps, head tilted to the side. “What the heck Peter.” Sirius folded the letter quickly and got up from his bed. “Well is it?” James looked up from his trunk at the two of them. Sirius looked between the two of them, then let out a heavy sigh, “Yes,” Sirius started to walk to the bathroom when James tackled him in a large hug. “Well happy birthday wanker. Why didn’t you tell us?” Sirius struggled out of James' death grip with a barely concealed smile on his face, “I don’t know. Didn’t think to, I guess.” “Well! We have to do something tonight. Think we can throw a small party this late?” Peter shrugged at James. “Happy birthday,” he said around the Bottle Cap he was sucking on. “Thanks guys. Now can I please get ready?” Sirius motioned to the bathroom door he was heading to and took a step back. James waved him towards the door, “Yes yes of course, anything for the birthday king. We will see you down at the great hall, my liege,” James bowed low with a shit eating grin on his face, and motioned for Peter to do the same. With a barking laugh James made to go to the door to leave, shouting in the hallway, “wake Remus before you leave!” Sirius rolled his eyes and let out a laugh walking into the bathroom. As he brushed his teeth he looked at himself in the mirror. He didn’t look older, nor did he feel it, but he was 12, and the oldest out of the group. Sirius finished up in the bathroom and laughed at himself. He walked to his trunk to get his school clothes when a small voice interrupts him, “Uh, Happy Birthday Si.” He turned around to see Remus standing at the foot of his own bed with a small smile on his face. Sirius blushed for some reason, “T-Thanks Remus….” Remus nodded then walked into the bathroom.

A/N- hehe go check out the rest! There’s more black brother stuff. Which I’ve never written before so that’s fun!

[rainbow-taishi]

Butterfly

[raskolnyxov]

// arcane spoilers

Y’all partners in the biblical sense huh

[shadowbrightshine]

I do love boy Jerry.

But where's our love for girl Jeri? She had to be the mom to a giant monster. She has to deal with the shame in a way incredibly personal and she seems to have way more empathy for the campers. She regrets so much.

Where's the love for pink twin tail Jeri? I see the religious imagery we give to Jerry. Why not her? Where's the twisted Virgin Mary Jeri? Where is Jael Jeri holding a tent peg over Jerry's head as she tries to cope with the fact he also messed up? That thanks to him their camp will never be safe? That he's just as guilty as she is and yet she must bear the title of mother to the monster, something people see as worse?

Where is Jeri holding the axe her son now weilds in his hands and offering it to the child who grew far too fast to teach him compassion? Hoping he'd use it and chop up the trees to make himself a home. Something she couldn't do.

Where is her being shipped with Karen, the long looks in church, fighting herself because she's distracted during a time devoted to God? Where is the art of her? Where is the love for her amazing singing? Where is the angsty stuff about her cursing herself because if she had only gotten with Karen, this wouldn't have happened and now Karen was gone forever? Married to someone else, and she could never get married herself anymore, because she thinks she's too dirty to do it.

Where is the angst of her falling for Mark and wondering what it would have been like if she and Karen switched places?

Where are the oc ships with Jeri?

Where is the poetry?

Shouldn't we give some love to Girl Jeri?

[kisasan]

me:*thinking no other mha ship will take over my life the same way bkdk does*

kudoichi:

[foxy-kitsune]

i am so fucking proud of you my 7dream💚

[strewwwberry]

I'm adding on to - this - thought coz a commenter has made my brain worms activate

Okay so, if binghes biological parents raised him, then the whole birthing process needs to be explained in some way, here's what I've got so far

My idea originates with cang qiong mountain(CQM) and other sects finding huan hua palace's(HHP) quite sudden demand for a heavenly demons persecution to be... At the very least unceremonial

(I like to think that before the issues with TLJ, problems with demons didn't extend past occasional interferences at the borders and when demons and more dangerous/paranormal esc creatures stir issues within mortal grounds, like sower demons skinning mortals, not cool babez find food else where)

In doing so perhaps temporary imprisonment of said heavenly demon is put in order, so an investigation about his possible misdeeds could be opened, in which no transgressions, except for unconventional relations with a cultivating head disciple, could be uncovered and no arguments from HHP could carry any doubt in these insights

So the whole sealing Tianlang Jun(TLJ) is bipassed and he's pretty much told to get his ass back into the demon realm, until further notice, as to not add more fuel to an already blazing fire

During this I can imagine HHP master, Lao Gongzhu, is quite literally pulling his grey hair out and hasn't really had the time to "deal with" su xiyan's(SXY) "issue" (pregnancy), aside from imprisonment, and drugs hidden in food that she knows better then to eat, thus she is starved up until TLJ is kicked back into The demon realm

SXY has now been missing for a few weeks (surviving mainly off of cultivation, and fetus bingbing surviving mainly off of a mixture of SXY's efforts with her cultivation and having demon blood in his veins)

CQM is the first to notice her absence from basically existence due to TLJ's continuous cries over her during his temporary imprisonment

So again they dig deeper as they, and some other sects, having previously already disliked HHP due to their pompous attitude, and now having straight up evidence of questionable decisions/actions, decide that all of these odd happenings gives credence to simply not trust a thing HHP has to say

And what do you know? They find a half starved SXY pregnant in the literal underground water prison infamous for harboring what is supposed to be notorious and dangerous criminals

She Is freed and immediately put under Cian Cao Mountain for urgent care,

In addition a sort of crisis management meeting would be held after further investigation into huan hua palace's connections, motives, and actions, to basically decide if eradicating HHP and not just simply rehabilitating, changing leaders/heads etc, will be a much better idea both for uprooting corrupt yet powerful groups, and also because it takes a lot of time, money, and effort to not just redo mini placement exams to figure out where to move genuinely innocent disciples and cultivators to new sects (if they so desire)

Anywho, that's all ive got so far I'll probs carry this on after over slept lol it's like 1 am and I promised myself id start sleeping earlier 😂, hope use enjoyed this haha

[666cosmicmango]

Did you know scorpions glow under UV light?

Happy Blacklight Birthday Asmodeus ✨💕✨

[caught-in-a-landslide]

I’M FUCKING CRYING AT THE UPDATE OF THE PHOTOS IN AMNESIA THE BUNKER, WHAT DID THEY DO TO LAMBERT’S FACE?!?

LIKE I GET THAT ITS A IMPROVEMENT SINCE THE ORIGINAL PHOTO LOOKED LIKE SOME AI GENERATED IMAGE, BUT LOOK HOW THEY MASSACRED MY BOI—

[aithusarosekiller]

I know there are like 1000 people waiting for that OOTP black brothers fic but...while you wait do you want a quick black brothers oneshot to keep you going?

Here's a snippet

Three guesses where they are and what the concept of the fic is 🤭

[theladyship]

I honestly don’t know what’s happening … with all the Kylo/Ben appreciation posts on X and Insta as of lately (also getting thousands of likes), but I certainly won’t complain! ❤️

[annmarcus63]

Jaskier never imagined that there could be another Geralt out there, much less another universe with unique yet similar problems. Nor did he imagine that, inexplicably and suddenly, his heart would feel so hungry for someone he had barely met four weeks earlier. Sure, Jaskier tended to fall in love within hours with whoever caught his attention, be it man, elf, woman, dwarf.... Jaskier has always loved freely without worrying about the consequences. But this famine was different, one that wants to swallow everything in one gulp. One that yearns for BeardGeralt. For days he tried to convince himself that it was pure lust, then he tried to convince himself that it was some sort of defense mechanism. So many years in love with Geralt have weighed heavily on him, perhaps what he feels for BeardGeralt is a convenient way out for his treacherous heart. In reality he suspects that he is only trying to deceive himself, after all he is the one who knows his heart best and knows very well that what he feels is real. As real as falling in love with the alter ego of the one who is supposed to be half of your soul. Which makes you feel futilely guilty. And it's certainly not fair, having to deal with how good BeardGeralt is. He's certainly something out of this world, ha. Two witchers and a bard traveling are a very picturesque image. Having only one horse, they take turns riding but BeardGeralt always offers him his place by claiming to have a lot of energy. In the evenings BeardGeralt always makes sure to give Jaskier a larger portion of food. Every time Jaskier looks up, he finds him watching him with a certain satisfaction of one who enjoys caring. The problem is that Geralt notices these gestures and Jaskier feels like garbage when he notices that the witcher is not comfortable. The bard fears that Geralt thinks of himself as insufficient. But, on the other hand, it's nice to have someone looking out for him for a change, to have someone make him feel loved.  

"Cold?" asks BeardGeralt one night of heavy rain when the three of them have taken shelter against the wall of some abandoned ruins. 

"I've been worse" and then he feels a hand running across his lower back and resting on his hip. Her breath catches. With a swift movement BeardGeralt brings him against his shoulder. Jaskier smiles sincerely pleased and looks at BeardGeralt out of the corner of his eye. Geralt, his Geralt tenses at his side, clearly not knowing what to make of the situation. He’s confused, but he knows he has no right to question Jaskier's relationships. He never has, but somehow this time feels different. It’s strange, Jaskier can admit that. But it feels right, Jaskier thinks guiltily. 

Jaskier has stolen a familiar-looking collection of poems from a rather rude merchant, to discover that it was an elvish collection of poems that her nanny used to read to him. He tells this story, as is his custom, in great detail. BeardGeralt listens intently and jokes playfully about his nostalgia. At some point in the conversation Geralt interferes to tell them that they should sleep. 

One evening Jaskier is tending his lute while Geralt prepares the fire while BeardGeralt is out hunting for food. 

"He will leave, Jask. You should be careful," Geralt advises him, almost whispering. At first Jaskier has a hard time understanding what they are talking about, but once he does a series of emotions run through the pit of his stomach. Sadness, anger, indignation, gratitude, sympathy and finally resignation. Jaskier is no friend of resignation.  

"I know." answers Jaskier with the certainty of one who knows he will lose something he did not know he possessed.  

So what if fate is right? So what if Geralt is his soulmate but they have met many years before? So what if his Geralt is not ready? So what if BeardGeralt is ready and more than willing to try something with him? So what if fate made a mistake? So what if BeardGeralt is here for a reason? So what if none of that matters because in the end, no matter what, Jaskier is going to get hurt? 

Kaer Morhen is getting closer every day, there BeardGeralt's Ciri will be waiting for them.

One thing Jaskier knows with futile certainty is that no Geralt would choose him.

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Game Geralt x series Jaskier

Here's the first part

Thanks to fandom-trash-and-hyperfixations for their awesome ideas on this. love u.

What do you mean? of course there will be a culmination of this trashy angst/romance so stay tuned!

[shark-train]

john egbert has the potential to know about ATLA (came out in 2005 and hs in 2009 as we know the kids are utd with current events by this time) and thus what airbending techniques are….

i will be acting on this information in the future.

[sectumsempra4enemies]

Februrary 7

Today, 151 years ago in 1873, a very special human being was born in Comber, Northern Ireland. He was kind, intelligent, diligent and a true hero until the bitter end, sacrificing his life for the safety of others. He was an extraordinary shipbuilder, loving husband and father with a promising future ahead of him. His short but meaningful life ended when he was just 39 years old, but today we will remember and celebrate this beautiful man and think of all the wonderful things he has done. The world would be a better place if there were more men like him.

Happy birthday to the one and only:

Thomas Andrews

You are still loved and will never be forgotten.