#Ten days of kaleo

[lelitachay]

1 (søsken) and 6?

Hi, Noni! Thanks for the questions!

1. Song that reminds me of Søsken:

To be honest, there are several songs that had inspired Søsken or parts of it. But to be concise, let's mention two songs and an album.

"In the blood" by John Mayer. This one shouldn't come as a surprise since it was included in one of the chapters. Chapter 14, if I'm not mistaken. I remember while I was writing that chapter I wrote the scene which included the song and then erased it. And then I wrote it once again. Till this day I'm not sure if the song belongs in there. It messes with the time frame the story is set in. Søsken is set in the middle 90s and the song is from the 2010s. It also seems weird to include the lyrics like that. But still believe those lyrics speak to Elsa and I can't make up my mind about taking them out of the chapter or not.

"Into my mother's arms" by Kaleo. This song isn't a spoiler in itself but it has inspired something that will happen in future chapters. The first time I listened to it, which was two or three years ago, I felt it was Elsa speaking and ever since I couldn't take it out of my mind.

Now, the album that reminds me of Søsken is Divenire by Ludovico Einaudi. I enjoy listening to soft piano while I write and I've got to admit Divenire has been on repeat throughout the most important chapters I've written. One of them was titled after one of the songs in the album. Ludovico's music has been great inspiration. I highly recommend it.

6. Story by another author I re-read all the time:

"All it cost" by Nova42. That's the story that started it all. She has written a prequel, an in-between story and she is currently writing the sequel to All it cost. Till this day no story has represented Anna and Elsa in a better way. Nova is an excellent, excellent writer. Her stories can make you cry your eyes out in one scene and laugh in the next. The setting, the plot... Everything is amazing. Please, if you haven't read it, please do. Ice read each chapter more than ten times I think. We also like to analyse the characters through comments. Following that story and Nova has made me grow so much as a writer.

This doesn't mean I haven't read and enjoyed other stories as much as well, but this one is the one that stands out.

Sorry for the long reply, but I couldn't just name a song or a story and not explain why. Lol.

[dark-visitors]

Ten Songs Tag Game

Tagged by: @gardenoblues @penelopwgarcia 💕

Rules: Put your music on shuffle and share the first ten songs that show up.

1) Salvatore - Lana Del Rey

2) Facts Only - Alex Mali

3) Lady in the Wall - Danny Knutelsky

4) No Good - KALEO

5) Which Witch - Florence + The Machine

6) Arsonist’s Lullaby - Hozier

7) The Other Side Of Paradise - Glass Animals

8) Jeez Louise - King Kitty

9) Psycho Killer - Talking Heads

10) Heavy Cross - Gossip

Tagging: (idk who’s done this I’ve only seen a couple as I haven’t been super active these last few days💕) @kybee1497 @onlyangelxo @badmoodbatflowers @marvelmarieeee @heavymithril @therulerofallpotatos

[prettytm]

Ten ( 10 ) SIX ( 6 ) 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 .

i. the River - Blues Saraceno

Oh my Lord here my woe there's blood upon the valley. Take this sword to kill i've done, deliver me from worry. The devil's hands gonna strike me down, cut me to my grave. The river's songs gonna pull me through, the river she can save.

ii. The Summoning - Sleep token

Oh, and my love Did I mistake you for a sign from God? Or are you really here to cut me off? Or maybe just to turn me on 'Cause these days I would be lying if I told you that I didn't wish that I could be your man Or maybe make a good girl bad

iii. Break My Baby - Kaleo

Oh, Billy boy he's gifted You know you can't deny it Don't leave us empty handed 'Cause you know we don't deserve that From you From you From you, from you

iv. Bury A Friend - Billie Eilish

Billie... What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go?

v. No Time To die - Bille Eilish

I should've known I'd leave alone Just goes to show That the blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe We were a pair But I saw you there Too much to bear You were my life But life is far away from fair Was I stupid to love you? Was I reckless to help? Was it obvious to everybody else

vi. The Devil Wears A Suit and A Tie - Colter Wall

Oh Foolish, foolish was I Damn my foolish eyes 'Cause that man's lessons Had a price, oh, sweet price My sweet soul, everlasting A very own eternal light

vii. Middle Of The Night - Loveless

In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night Just call my name, I'm yours to tame In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night I'm wide awake, I crave your taste All night long 'til morning comes I'm getting what is mine, you gon' get yours, oh no, ooh In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night, oh

viii. A Thousand Bad Times - Post Malone

I had a thousand bad times So what's another time to me? (What's that time, yeah) You try to burn my house down But what's another house to me? (What's that time, yeah) 'Cause I can take anything that you give me (what you give me) It's gonna take a lot more to kill me, bitch

ix. Arsonist's Lullabye - Hozier

All you have is your fire And the place you need to reach Don't you ever tame your demons But always keep 'em on a leash When I was a man I thought it ended When I knew love's perfect ache But my peace has always depended On all the ashes in my wake

x. Hell's Comin' With Me - Poor Mans Poison

I am the righteous hand of God And I am the devil that you forgot And I told you one day you will see That I'll be back I guarantee And that hell's coming, hell's coming Hell, hell's coming with me

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[blockinsider]

Ethereum ETF by BlackRock Soars Beyond $3B, Experts Predict ETH Surge to $15,000

Key Points

BlackRock’s Ethereum ETF (ETHA) has attracted over $3 billion in net inflows since its launch.

Analysts predict a significant rally for Ethereum, with potential price targets reaching up to $15,000.

BlackRock, a powerhouse in the Bitcoin ETF market, has been garnering interest in the Ethereum ETF market. The BlackRock iShares Ethereum ETF (ETHA) has seen net inflows exceeding $1.3 billion in just ten trading days since November 29. The fund has accumulated an impressive $3.19 billion since its inception, with total net assets amounting to $3.81 billion.

Ethereum ETFs Gaining Traction

ETHA’s success is part of a larger trend in Ethereum ETFs. The Mini Ether ETF (ETH) by Grayscale and Fidelity’s FETH have also seen substantial inflows of $603 million and $1.37 billion, respectively, since their launch. All Ether ETFs have collectively pulled in $2.24 billion since their debut in late July, despite the Grayscale Ethereum Trust (ETHE) experiencing $3.5 billion in outflows during the same period.

This influx indicates an increasing demand for Ethereum-based ETFs. The spike in inflows seems to have gained traction after the election of Donald Trump, which has raised hopes for a more crypto-friendly regulatory environment.

While other asset managers are looking into altcoin ETFs, BlackRock has remained focused on its Bitcoin and Ethereum offerings. Jay Jacobs, BlackRock’s US Head of Thematic and Active ETFs, believes the potential for institutional interest in the top two crypto ETFs is immense, with the market only beginning to scratch the surface.

Ethereum’s Potential Breakout

Ethereum’s price movement has mirrored the growing demand for the linked investment funds. After bouncing back to the $4,000 mark, it is currently trading slightly lower at $3,900. With a market cap of $468 billion, Ethereum’s price outlook depends on its ability to surpass critical resistance levels.

In order to maintain its upward momentum, Ethereum must achieve a daily close above $3,930 and overcome a major resistance zone at $4,093, where selling pressure has previously been high. Failure to do so could lead to a retracement, testing support levels near $3,550.

However, market analysts remain optimistic about Ethereum’s prospects. Many predict a mega rally, with prominent traders expressing confidence in ETH’s potential. An Ethereum trader on X believes that breaking the $4,000 mark will set the stage for a rally to $10,000. Crypto analyst KALEO has set an ambitious near-term target of $15,000 for the second-largest cryptocurrency.

Similarly, VentureFounder, another popular crypto analyst, expects ETH to reach $15,937 by May 2025. For the short term, the analyst suggests that Ethereum could climb back to its all-time high of $4,900 within weeks if it records three weekly green candles.

[lasthq]

⸻   KALEO STARK (EVAN MOCK) is looking for their ADOPTIVE BROTHER.  are they still out there? it’s said they’re 25-30 and are from LAS VEGAS, NEVADA.  they’ve been said to look like TAYLOR ZAKHAR PEREZ, DANNY RAMIREZ, JHARREL JEROME, TOMMY MARTINEZ, ANY POC FC. you DON'T need to contact the writer. (@ncsvrprises) 

kaleo & his brother were both adopted by the starks, an elderly couple who were both child psychologists, from the foster care system on o'ahu, hawaii. kaleo had a really rough start in the world & was essentially saved by the starks, so i imagine his brother had a similar start in life. when kaleo was fourteen (his brother would've been somewhat older, up to 19), the starks retired from their psychology practice & moved the family to the mainland, to a horse ranch they bought outside of las vegas, nevada. the stark family isolated there during the apocalypse and did not leave for almost ten years. one day, six months ago, the ranch was overrun by a wave of infected that had come from the city, and the starks (over seventy years old now) elected to stay behind, urging kaleo & his brother to run. the brothers fled the ranch and rode eastward on horseback for nearly two weeks when they stumbled upon novac together. kaleo sees his brother as a role model even though he'd never say it, and i can imagine he acts as sort of a guide for kal, despite having quite a bit of baggage himself.

[dancing-the-hellfire-rumba]

Wheels, Take Me

Warnings: None Word Count: 1.1k Challenge: Ten Days Of Kaleo Box Ticked: Automobile A/N: The ending is so random I feel like it fucked the whole thing up. But overall I quite like this :)

Imagine myself in an automobile a hundred miles an hour only me at the wheel I want it to shine to be only mine the engine has to be well just one of a kind

Dean Winchester always dreamt of driving his very own car. From the mere age of fifteen, whenever he and John went out on a hunt or on a supply run, though the latter was a rather rare occurrence, he’d stare at the beautiful, sleek, black automobile in longing. Bright, green eyes would wrack over the thing, drinking it in hungrily. He’d take a deep breath and let the musky scent of leather settle deep in his lungs. He’d gape at the windows, feel the rumble of the engine underneath his wounded and calloused hands, practically see the pistons pumping fuel and burning it to dark gray smoke that trailed the car. He’d silently observe his father drive along empty highways as Sam dozed off peacefully in the back seat.

He’d fall asleep thinking of himself behind the windshield, no longer in the passenger seat, feeling the steering wheel under his fingers, moving the joystick in the console in front of the bench seats, pressing on the gas pedal and speeding along silent roads as the scenery flew past him. He’d dream of the speed meter falling to the position of one hundred miles an hour and smile at the music that echoed in his ears and his smiling brother at his side. He saw himself under the hood, fixing the engine, dirty half way up his elbows, and smelling the oils and dirt and grease.

These were the good dreams.

How many dollars do I need sir? Y’ know, I sure don’t have a lot There must be something we can work out Well, I’ll take it anyway.

Oh, the bright smile on his face the first time he pressed the gas pedal could blind the sun. The pure joy when his dad showed him how to start the car, when he revved the engine and muttered ‘damn, listen to her purr’ in admiration as his fingers caressed the leather clad wheel. The first time John Winchester smiled openly and proudly was when Dean started driving along the empty dirt road, smooth as silk, like he was born to sit behind the wheel.

Of course, that smile was nothing compared to the full on, bright grin on his face when his father handed him the keys. He felt normal for once. Getting a present on his seventeenth birthday, it was like a dream. Hands ran through every inch of it, inside and out, the day he cleaned it up for the first time. Fingertips smoothed down curves and arches, buttons and leather and worshipped it like it was a woman.

“Take care of her, son”

“Yes, sir” 

I guess I could make room for one A bottle of rum You and me together ridin’ into the sun.

There were horrible nights, of course. Nights full of sheets clenched under rough fingers, eyes tightly shut, a strangled cry suppressed and caught in his throat. And when he finally let it loose, woke himself up, he did the one thing he knew how.

Sweat covered hands gripped the neck of a bottle with sky-rocketed alcohol volume and dropped it in the passenger seat of his Baby, jumping in and rolling along with no particular destination, random time gaps between strong gulps of burning liquor and loud music to stop his thoughts, until the sun decided to peek up the sky.

Live without care With the wind in my hair Oh, driving through the dessert Yes I’ll go anywhere Take me where the wheels- Take me far away Wheels, take me I can’t stay Wheels, take me any place, today.

The road trips with his brother, he concluded, were officially one of his favorite parts of his horror filled job. Nothing made him feel freer than the cool wind counting his hair, nothing made him feel like he had agency over his life other than deciding where they’d go next, just ‘cause they could, because they wanted to. Sam was obviously only a positive addition to it all, yes, even the times where he pestered Dean to spill his feelings like they were a bad hangover, Dean knew; his brother, if anything else, cared for him. And plus, he’d be damned if he forgot the one time he got his brother to sing along to Bon-freaking­-Jovi.

Imagine myself in an automobile a hundred miles an hour if you know how I feel Alone in my mind keep my worries behind Might even reach the border, it’s just a matter of time

Sometimes Sam borrowed the 1967 Chevrolet Impala. When Dean was asleep or… gone, Sam would take his own rides with her, and even though he drove, it felt like he walked in the buzzing streets of his mind, trying to figure out what to do, how to bring his brother back and give him back his car because he knew, he knew, Dean would be back. The car wasn’t Sam’s, it never was. It was Dean’s and even if the situation made it look otherwise, Sam only borrowed it and didn’t inherit it.

Other times, when a hunt was over and done with and the boys were officially, temporarily free, they traveled out of spite. They hung about in empty fields when the sky stretched over them endlessly, filled with stars like white fluorescent dots on a black canvas, with beers in their hands. They either talked or they didn’t, silence, after all, was rather enjoyable. They left their worries in the old rundown motels they passed through and smiled at the smallest of things.

I said, take me where the wheels- Take me far away Wheels, take me I can’t stay Wheels take me any place, today

Oh I’m goin’ to San Diego, here I come San Francisco, won’t be long Sacramento, oh yeah, in the sun I just might go-

Oh, I said I’m goin’ to San Diego, San Jose, San Francisco [San Francisco] and hang by the bay Sacramento Oh yeah, by the way I just might go All the way to Mexico Oho, I just might go All the way down to Mexico. Mmm, yeah

 The Winchesters, after all that traveling, could easily say they knew America by heart. They had traveled through it again and again and again, been through the same states, the same towns and yet always discovered new places. Any state you could name, they’d been to. And they had saved people along the way. They had hurt and been hurt, destroyed and been destroyed and yet, at the end of the day, they knew they had each other. And, though Dean would never admit it, that was more than a black, vintage car.

[waltwhitmansbeard]

my fair lady - masterpost

i have written a vaxleth-centric medieval au in which keyleth is a princess and vax is her personal guard. this fic is complete, and you can find all chapters here on my blog, linked individually below.

one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen | eighteen | nineteen | twenty | twenty-one | twenty-two | twenty-three | twenty-four | twenty-five | twenty-six | twenty-seven | twenty-eight | twenty-nine | thirty | epilogue

i've also written a handful of drabbles that take place before and during the events of my fair lady, linked below.

#1 | #2 | #3 | #4 | #5 | #6 | #7 | #8 | #9 | #10 | #11 | #12 | #13 | #14 | #15

my fair lady has a sequel titled go on, claim my heart. these chapters post every three days at 3:30p ET, and you can find the chapters linked individually below.

one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen | eighteen | nineteen | twenty | twenty-one | twenty-two | twenty-three | twenty-four | twenty-five | twenty-six | twenty-seven | twenty-eight | twenty-nine | thirty | thirty-one | thirty-two | thirty-three | thirty-four | thirty-five | thirty-six | thirty-seven | thirty-eight | thirty-nine | forty | epilogue

drabbles that take place during the events of go on, claim my heart are linked blow.

#1 | #2

drabbles that do not interact directly with the my fair lady or go on, claim my heart plots are now being published in a collection titled turned my water into wine. you can find more information about that here. i am accepting prompts for drabbles for this collection. these drabbles are linked below.

#1 | #2 | #3 | #4 | #5 | #6 | #7 | #8 | #9 | #10 | #11 | #12 | #13 | #14 | #15 | #16 | #17 | #18 | #19 | #20 | #21 | #22 | #23 | #24 | #25 | #26 | #27 | #28 | #29 | #30

i have written several one-shots set in the my fair lady universe. they are described and linked below.

some nights just seem forever lasting is explicit and takes place before the events of my fair lady. low lights make me know that you're there takes place shortly before the events of some nights just seem forever lasting. you need not worry, child takes place between the end of my fair lady and the beginning of go on, claim my heart.

looking for all of this in chronological order? check this shit out.

you can also find of all of this writing in my mfl tag here on tumblr or on ao3. if you're interested, i tag all asks i receive as #mfl ask, and many of those asks contain some additional world-building, headcanons, meta, and inspiration for drabbles.

want to see what the mfl cottage looks like??

my fair lady is inspired by @romeoandjulietyouwish's medieval au, which you can read on ao3 here. all titles for this fic are taken from "my fair lady" by kaleo.

this post is linked in my pinned post and updated with each new my fair lady post. please know that likes, reblogs, and asks are always welcome. i appreciate feedback, prompts, questions, and any other interest you might have in this fic. it is a labor of love and i'm really happy to be sharing it with you.

interested in my other writing? try these drabbles.

[infernalodie]

𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 || 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

“𝘖𝘩, 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳? 𝘖𝘩, 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘖𝘩, 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘳?“

Inspo: Kaleo - My Fair Lady

Pairing: Abby Anderson x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: After coming back from a suicide mission, all you wanted was to be in the arms of your lover. Forget everything around you and get lost in her.

Warnings: Slight angst, some descriptive imagery of smut, and a tiny bit of fluff.

Words 1804

You limped towards the front gates of the stadium. Heart humping against your chest with your eyes hung heavy from exhaustion. Body aching from the jumping and fighting you’ve put up with for the past three days. Constant fighting that it left you constantly holding your pistol in a slight panic. Always weary of your surroundings and the faintest of noises. But even before the suicide mission Issac had tasked you with, you had always been cautious of the things around you.

But after being stuck on the Seriphites island for two days. Using the environment and whatever was given to you as your weapons, it all grew ten folds. The assassination of the Seriphite’s leader was a success, giving the WLF some breathing room and time to conduct a new plan to hit the cultists with something else. Maybe you would get a drink with Issac or a day off for once.

Although those two options were great to think about, all you wanted was Abby at the moment. Just to sleep in your guys’ bed with her holding you for dear life. Kissing you on the cheek and allowing you to relax after three gruelling long days. Maybe she could patch up your wounds. Her calloused hands felt more relaxing than the soft ones from Mel or Nora.

Approaching the front gates, the distant yells from soldiers could be heard along with the screeching gears of the gates opening. Issac and Manny could be seen jogging over with your lips forming a tired smile. But they did not hold the same enthusiasm as you. Their focus only focused on the wounds covering your caramel skin. Blood still dripping from your quick attempts to patch them up in times of distress.

As you got closer, your legs buckled. Your top half had gotten heavier with the sudden relief and knowing that you were finally home. But before you could hit the ground, Issac caught you, kneeling in front of you as you inhaled shakily with a rough cough slipping past your lips.

You went to speak, but Issac was quick to shake his head. “You’re alright,” Issac comforted, his arms surprisingly wrapping around you in a gentle hug. “We’ll talk once you are inside and patched up.” Then he glanced at Manny. “Get her other arm. Let’s get her inside.”

The Hispanic man wrapped your arm around his shoulder, Issac doing the same with your other arm and they both carefully walked you inside. Guards hollering out orders and getting doors open so that the three of you could get through to the field.

Nora was rushing over with two others and a stretcher. “What are we dealing with?” She asked both her leader and friend as they helped you onto the stretcher.

“Cuts along her abdomen and arms. Gunshot wound in the leg- through and through.” Manny listed off.

But before Nora could nod and take you away to save your life, Issac caught her wrist. “You save her.” It was far more of an order than a plea. Damn near treading on the line of demand if he didn’t hold any power over the WLF. But people could understand why he would be such a way. You were one of their best fighters and clearly going to be a pivotal role in the next few months in dealing with the Seriphites.

She nodded, placing a hand on one of the rails of the stretcher and starting to pull you away. But you groaned. “Issac, wait.”

They all stopped turning to you as lifted a hand, one that the older man clasped with a clap. You hissed, the body still screaming in agony as you looked up at the man. “Their island is holding at least a thousand people. The South and the East side of the island are unguarded,” you explained. “If we still got RPGs, we can hit their most fortified spots and get a clear opening inside.”

Issac chuckled, hands tightening around yours. “Couldn’t save this for the meeting when you were feeling better?” He inquired.

A lazy smile formed on your lips as you dropped his hand softly. “Mission always comes first, right?”

For hours, you had been in the medical bay with Nora occasionally coming in to check your wounds. But with some stolen pain killers, you had been up and around. Crutches under your arms as you navigate the halls with Nora by your side. Already having given up trying to fight with you about your need to stay in bed.

It had led to the both of you making it up to Issac’s office where you didn’t care to knock. Stepping inside where a furious-looking Abby and annoyed Issac could be seen. A table with a map dividing the both of them.

“Thanks, Nora,” you muttered, patting her arm as she nodded, quietly shutting the door behind you.

“Baby.” You yelped, feeling the large and warm embrace of Abby as she held your small frame against her chest. The rough and tumble Abby Anderson shedding her skin to the one you were too used to at this point. Which you had missed since the last time you two shared a kiss before you left for your assignment.

A gentle chuckle tumbled from your lips as you patted her hip. “I’m all right. Just a few wounds- nothing I can’t handle.” Pulling away from her hold, you kept a gentle hand on her hip as you glanced at Issac and up at her. “What have you two been arguing about?”

“Abby here saw you when you were passed out,” Issac spoke up. “Safe to say she isn’t too happy that I sent you on your own.”

“Well, I still felt the same when you told me about her going out on her own, Issac.” Abby placed a hand on your side, fingers slightly tense. “I don’t want you sending her out on these anymore- End of story.”

“She got it done, didn’t she?”

“Guys just shut it for a sec!” You grumbled, silencing the pair. “It's over and done with. I’m alive and the Prophet is dead. Let’s just worry about what comes next in the coming weeks, alright?”

The pair, belligerently, nodded with Issac dismissing you. He wanted you rested up and ready as soon as possible so you could help with a lot of the planning for the next phase of the plan. Something Abby could easily tell but decided to keep her mouth shut about. It would do her no good starting up another argument when you were clearly exhausted and needed the time to relax.

Both you and Abby made your way back to your guys’ shared room. Thankfully, Manny wasn’t here, likely on assignment during the time he had heard you coming through the gate. So, it made the task of relieving yourself from your clothes far easier. Sitting on the edge of Abby’s bed and slowly discarding each article of clothing until you were bare with your underwear left. But even then, you just grabbed one of Abby’s shirts and slipped it over your head, your body becoming engulfed in the fabric that reached your mid-thighs.

“Did I ever tell you that you look adorable in my shirts?” She asked, glancing up from the glass of water.

You smiled in amusement, grabbing the blanket and lying down. “I think that’s only when you’re tearing it off of me,” you teased. “But I do think I look better when your fucking me.”

Abby clenched her jaw, head tilting to the side as she stared at you. Those types of comments would get you in trouble. She’d been deprived of you for far too long. A week without you felt like a month that then felt like a year. Too many nights had she relied on her fingers to give her the comfort only you could provide. Having to imagine all the possible scenarios you two could do her finally getting her taste for you.

But now having you back, she felt afraid to even act on her own desires. “I think we should out on sex until you are rested and healed up.” Abby handed you the glass of water, lips twitching into a grin. “That strap will come in hand soon though.”

You nearly choked on your drink, looking up at your girlfriend who burst out into laughter. You knew that she was joking, this was casual banter between the two of you after a mission. Sure, the both of you could have sex, but it would be lazy and rather unfulfilling. But you wondered how she would be with your recently retrieved toy.

How hard she wound pound into you. Or how slow her thrusts would be, wanting to torture you and see every little blissful expression form on your face. Maybe, she would just make you ride her, go as fast or as slow as you pleased as she did nothing but tease you throughout. Her rough calloused fingers rubbed against your clit and brought you the release you would so desperately need.

So many things could occur the moment she got ahold of that toy. Too many for you to think about in your current state. “I’m going to bed.” You squeaked out, placing the glass of water down and sliding beneath the shit near the wall. Knowing that it was cold and it was exactly what you needed.

Abby relieved herself of her shirt, slipping on a pair of shorts before sliding into the spot next to you. Her muscular arms wrapped around you carefully and pulled you flush to her chest. Her fingers tips brush across your ebony skin in soft and comforting figures. Feeling you hum in contentment, snuggling deeper into her chest.

“I didn’t think you would come back.” Her hushed words had you glancing over your shoulder partly. Seeing the way she didn’t meet your gaze, staring at the back of your neck with pursed lips. “I thought I would’ve found you strung up somewhere after a few weeks. I was so scared-”

“Abby, baby.” You rolled over to your other side, holding but the hiss of pain that wished to slip through your gritted teeth. Your hands clasped each side of her face, making her meet your gaze. “I’m here. Now- with you. Even when I thought I was dying on that island, the thought of you was what kept me going. Knowing that when I got back, I could be with you again. You were what kept me going, and truthfully, the Seraphites didn’t have a chance.”

A shaky laugh fell from Abby’s lips with a sniffle following. You smiled softly, thumbs brushing over her cheekbones as you sighed. “Nothing was going to stop me from getting back to you.”

[smol-and-grumpy]

Way Down We Go

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: Watching an online concert with Jensen. Naked. I don’t know how to summarize.

Warnings: NSFW, oral, fluff

WC: 2335

A/N I: There was a time in quarantine when I had a conversation with @dean-winchesters-bacon​​ about online concerts. I said, imagine it would be Jensen you’re watching a Kaleo concert with. And well, I ran with the idea and finally I have gotten around to write it down. It’s beta’d by @dean-winchesters-bacon​​

A/N II: This is also written for @deanwanddamons​​ 1st Blogiversary and 2k followers celebration. My prompt was: “Go ahead. Make my day.”

SPN Masterlist

Become a Patron ~ Buy me a coffee

Y/N sweat her ass off the last two hours of the morning with cleaning the living room and kitchen. Now she’s in Jensen’s gym sweating off some more of the food they have been indulging in while on lockdown. 

There are lots of greasy or sweet treats and whenever she is forced to wear clothes — it doesn’t happen a lot being locked down with him, though, but it does every now and then — she feels that her clothes just don’t fit quite right anymore. Not that there is much difference but it’s there and it’s apparent to her, and she doesn’t feel comfortable in her own skin.

That’s why she ran on the treadmill for the past forty minutes, while Jensen had some work-related online meeting.

Her face is flushed and she thinks there’s no pore on her body that she hasn’t sweated through as she makes her way out of the gym to get into the house. It’s not even 6 PM but the house is silent. Usually, she’d find Jensen sitting on the sofa. He’d watch TV or work on something on his laptop. Sometimes, he’d write some lyrics or play the guitar, but it’s never silent in here. There’s always music coming out from somewhere. Not now, though. 

She thinks that he might be in his study, but the door to that room is wide open and there’s nothing coming out of it. She can’t hear a thing but there’s a smell in the air that she recognizes. It smells of food. Pizza, fries, it smells greasy and probably just the thing she needs because her stomach starts to rumble when the smell hits her nose, and her mouth starts to water. 

“Hello? Jensen?” she calls out as she makes her way across the living room to get to the stairs. And sure enough, the smell of food gets stronger the closer she gets to the stairs. 

“Ya! Up here!” he shouts down. 

Y/N takes two steps at once, is still out of breath when she reaches the landing. By now the smell is heavenly and she follows her nose that for sure will lead her to the source. 

When she steps into the bedroom, though, the curtains are drawn and the only light source is coming from the lit candles he had set up.

“What are you—”

On the bed, there’s a carton of pizza, there are also container boxes of what she thinks are fries and maybe chicken wings. She hopes there are fries as he knows she loves them. On the nightstand is a bottle of wine, already opened to let it breathe. Her eyes travel across the room and only now did she see Jensen standing there while he lights up the last of the candles he had set up. 

He’s naked.

“Jensen, what are you doing? What’s this all about?”

There’s a smirk on his face and it widens into a grin. His hair’s long, his beard too. It makes him look absolutely soft. She loves it.

He sets the lighter down and walks towards her, his thick cock hanging down between his thighs and it moves every time he takes a step. It’s irritating how perfect he is, and she tries not to look but fails miserably. There’s no way she cannot not look.

Jensen knows because he swings his hips extra hard as he walks on his bowed legs, chuckling as he goes.

It’s not fair that he knows what effect his nakedness has on her because he’s grinning even more, cocks his head a little as he reaches her. He places his hands on her waist and pulls her close, kisses the top of her head where she was sweating profoundly just moments before. And while they stand so close, she can feel his dick pressing into her lower stomach, feels it stirring a little at the touch. 

“Go take a shower, I have a surprise for you.”

“I take it the surprise has something to do with your dick?”

“Hey,” he chuckles, “You like my dick.”

“Never said I didn’t.” Her grin is cocky and his hand goes to her back to palm at her ass. He kneads them and pulls her closer.

“Kaleo’s playing an online concert, I have a ticket to it. It starts in ten minutes so you better hurry.” Jensen places another kiss on her nose.

“What about the food?”

“Hey, how many times can you watch a concert horizontally while you eat food, huh?” Jensen shrugs.

He’s not wrong but there’s still one thing she’s curious about. “And you’re naked because?”

“Duh,” he chuckles, “How many times can you watch a concert naked?”

“So, I have to be naked, too?” She cocks an eyebrow while she looks up to him.

“Yeah.” He captures her mouth, tongue lazily teasing at her lip, and it’s not fair because she can never resist his kisses. Jensen breaks the kiss soon after. Too soon for her liking, but he leaves his forehead on hers. “Now go take a shower or you’re not going to be watching with me,” he chides, spanking down on her ass playfully.

Her mouth opens in surprise. She wants to say that she doubts that they’ll get to watch a lot of the concert with both of them being naked but she thinks better of it. He seems to be really excited and so she closes her mouth again as she makes her way over to the bathroom. 

  *

 When she gets out, Jensen has already poured wine into glasses and he’s laying in bed, his head propped up against the headboard, the pizza box sitting next to him along with other containers of food. The screen of the TV is still black but it says that they should stay tuned as the program will start in a couple of minutes.

Well, she’s hungry but she could also eat him up alive with how good he looks naked on the bed, his cock out and all. It’s soft but it doesn’t mean that it’s any less impressive or less delicious, for that matter.

Her hair’s still damp as she climbs into bed next to him and Jensen hands her a glass of wine so that she can settle it on her own nightstand. 

Next, he hands her the delicious smelling fries, and her stomach grumbles. 

Jensen cocks an eyebrow, “That doesn’t sound healthy. You sure you didn’t work out too much? It sounds like your insides are dying.”

Y/N elbows him in the rib and Jensen just chuckles. 

They dig into their food and soon the band appears on the screen and the familiar tune of “Broken Bones” starts to sound out of the TV.

Jensen wriggles his toes as he hums with his mouth full of pizza; it prompts her to smile while she bites on her fries and she leans her head on his shoulder. He turns to her then, offering her a bite and she gladly takes it. 

“Nice huh?” he asks, as he watches her chew. 

“Uh-huh,” she answers with her mouth full and he leans forward, steals a greasy kiss from her.

By the time they played “No Good” which is the seventh song of the concert, they laid tangled together in bed, with him half on top of her, kissing her lazily. The food was long abandoned. His big hand cups her right tit, fingers pinching and tickling her nipple. One of her hands is on his face, fingers buried in his scruff. Her other hand is on the back of his head, fingers weave into his long hair as she pulls him even closer. His hardening dick rubs against her hips and Jensen groans into her mouth as he rubs himself on her skin. 

After a while, her hand that’s on the back of his head goes down to his shoulder, and travels along his chest. She takes the time to flicker her finger against his nipple, making him hiss out hot air. He’s always been so sensitive there. She absolutely loves it. The tip of her fingers skims over his stomach, palms his soft and firm tummy until she reaches between his legs to wrap her hand around his shaft. 

“Jesus,” Jensen moans into her mouth and bites on her bottom lip. 

“Call me, Y/N,” she chuckles and he pulls his face back to frown at her before he rolls his eyes. 

She’s thumbing at his leaking slit, spreads the drop of liquid around, and takes a moment to bring her hand up to suck the taste of precome into her mouth. He groans audibly when he sees her doing it, presses his mouth eagerly to hers to suck his own scent off of her tongue.

Her hand goes back to jerking him for a moment and she enjoys how he grows even harder and warmer in the palm of her hand. 

He kisses along her jaw, licks and sucks at her throat and she arches her back, her hands on his head, pushing and pulling him right where she wants him. 

Making his way down her body, his beard rubs against her skin, scratches along her flesh until he sucks a nipple into his mouth as he hums the melody to “Automobile”, the ninth song. 

As Jensen makes his way down, she lets out a whine because of the loss of his dick in her hand. But she knows what he wants to do and god, she doesn’t want to stand in the way.

Y/N spreads her leg to accommodate him better and Jensen slots himself in between as he plays with her tits, humming and singing along to the tune of the song. 

As soon as the band starts to play the tune to “Way Down We Go” Jensen chuckles against her stomach, and he kisses down her tummy, leaving nibbles and kisses in his wake. The beard scratches up her skin, she has gotten used to it, would probably not want it any other way anymore, if she has a say in it. 

 Oh, Father tell me, do we get what we deserve?

 Jensen chuckles again, places a kiss right below her navel, and she spreads her legs further apart, “I think I got what I deserve.”

 And way down we go

 He sings along, “And way down we go,” as he places a kiss on her pubic bone. He leaves his tongue sticking out, teases at her clit, his big hand goes to the back of her knees and pushes her legs up and apart, holding her there while he works his tongue down her slit, flicks it over her hole just to drag the wet and wide tongue up to her clit again. 

“Oh my god,” she breathes out, her one hand toys with her nipple while her other hand fists in his long hair and she arches her back at the feeling.

Sealing his mouth around her clit, he sucks it in, hums to the music, his deep bass sends vibrations to her core, and her toes start to curl. 

God, it’s ridiculous how fast he can make her come.

“Jen—, I’m—, fuck, please don’t stop, don’t stop, go on, right there, you’re going to fucking make me come.” Her voice comes out in heavy pants, she’s so fucking close and the song hasn’t even reached its chorus. 

 Way down we go

 Jensen hums again, uses his teeth to nibble too, it fucking sends her over the edge. 

Her nails dig into his scalp but Jensen doesn’t mind, he always enjoyed a little pain. Instead of letting go, he keeps on licking and sucking as her whole body shakes and trembles. His hands are tight on the back of her knees, not letting her wind herself away as he keeps on eating her out like she’s the next best thing after the pizza and sure enough, her next orgasm is just right around the corner.

Y/N doesn’t get how he can do it but he can and he does every time she’d let him. Making her come more time than she can count, making her come on his tongue or cock alone and it’s really not fair. He still hums the melody as she comes a second time, bathing his face in her juices. 

Jensen does not mind one bit as he looks up at her from in between her thighs. His nose is shiny, his beard so wet, but there’s that crooked grin on his lips, “I wanna try something.”

“What?” She props herself up on her elbow as she looks at him with heavy-lidded eyes. 

God, the two orgasms already took a toll on her but she knows that it’s not the end. It’s never enough for him, unless they’re having a quickie, which they rarely have because he likes to take his time with her.

 Way down we go

 It sounds from the TV again and Jensen places a gentle kiss right on her clit, making her jerk a little.

“Wanna see how many times I can make you come for the rest of the song.”

“Jensen, no!”

There’s a chuckle as he blows air against her clit, “Jensen, yes!” He sticks his tongue out, applying kitten licks to her pussy, places gentle kisses on it too as he looks up again, “Please?”

It’s not really fair. He knows she can never say no to him when he looks at her like that. And with the combination of his wet face and stupid glistening eyes, there’s no chance in hell that she can deny what she knows brings him pleasure.

“Well,” she waves him off, “Go ahead, make my day,”

His face lights up immediately and he doesn’t even answer. Instead, he begins to make out with her pussy. And all she can do is to grab a fistful of hair on the top of his head, holding on to it for dear life.

[rrickgrrimes8]

Normality is Death

The Story of Jacey Grimes:

I wish everything would stop. I wish the world would stop spinning - just for a moment. That’s all I’m asking for. I just want everything to stop so that I can finally breathe again - something I haven’t been able to do for three months, one week and two days exactly. You must be wondering what happened three months, one week and two days ago - well… the world ended.

Chapters & Master-list:

Chapter One - Destruction of the Universe

Recommended ~ Way Down We Go ~ KALEO

Chapter Two - My Current Existence

Recommended ~ I Found ~ Amber Run

Chapter Three - Bittersweet Reunion

Recommended ~ Where’s My Love ~ SYML

Chapter Four - Atlanta and the Vatos

Chapter Five - Left Behind

Recommended ~ Leave a Light On ~ Tom Walker

Chapter Six - The Graves

Chapter Seven - One of The Infected

Chapter Eight - Words of a Dying Man, Utterances of a Living Dead

Recommended ~To Build a Home ~ The Cinematic Orchestra

Chapter Nine - The C.D.C.

Recommended ~ Cloud ~ Elias

Chapter Ten - A Chance

Recommended ~ Bruises ~ Lewis Capaldi

Chapter Eleven - Haunting of a Broken Mind

Recommended ~ The Wisp Sings ~ Winter Aid

Chapter Twelve - TS-19

Recommended ~ Breezeblocks ~ alt-J

Chapter Thirteen - Philippians 1:29

Recommended ~ You are a Memory ~ Message to Bears

Recommended ~ In This Shirt ~ The Irrepressibles

Chapter Fourteen - Normality is Death

Recommended ~ Exit Music (For a Film) ~ Radiohead

The Cast:

 Kaya Scodelario as Jacey Grimes

Andrew Lincoln as Rick Grimes

Amandla Stenberg as Addie Smith

Chandler Riggs as Carl Grimes

Sarah Wayne Callies as Lori Grimes

Richard Harmon as Mitchell Jacobs

Jon Bernthal as Shane Walsh

Jeryl Prescott as Jacqui

The rest of the cast as their respective characters

*none of these gifs are mine nor are the ones on the chapters themselves*

*i do not claim to own the walking dead or its characters but i have created the characters Jacey, Mitchell and Addie*

*I dont consent to my work being used without permission*

*hope you enjoy this book! I’m not sure if ill make another depends how this one does please like a reblog and give me any feedback thank you*

[simsroyallegacy]

Elissa and Sawyer’s Wedding: Who Was On the Guest List?

Yesterday news broke of a private ceremony held for Her Royal Highness Princess Elissa of Rivenia and Sawyer Quinn, eldest son of the Duke of Andale. While Wilhelm Palace had tried to make sure that no press had been alerted, local Glimmerbrook paps had been able to snap shots of some of the guests arriving!

First up, we have the maid of honor, Eve Quinn, dressed in a lovely, emerald green off-the-shoulder gown that showed off her perfect figure. Her golden locks were swept up into a high ponytail and she kept her jewelry simple with small gold and jade earrings and a teardrop diamond necklace. 

The young actress reportedly flew in from the set of her next project in Sulani, rumored to be her first television role. She was recently even spotted staying with her Uncle River and Aunt Amina...the rumors of the family feud ending must certainly be believed now!

Shockingly, despite the still rocky relationship between Amina and Sawyer Quinn, the best man’s wife Amina and family showed up to attend; in tow were her two eldest children Kaleo and Masina.

(Above: Amina looked stunning in her mint green Channel dress paired with a lovely black fascinator. For her accessories she wore a pair of antique drop earrings belonging to her mother and her wedding ring.)

The mother of three has been working diligently alongside her older brothers for the family business back in Sulani, Braxton Inc., rarely seen outside of her native country nowadays. She was recently featured in OhSim! Sulani magazine as one of the top ten most wealthy businesswomen in Sulani, with a net-worth of almost five-hundred million simoleons! 

(Above: Masina Quinn wore a pale pink, one-shoulder dress which featured a geometric cut-out along with nude pumps and a white fascinator.)

Despite being a part of one of the wealthiest families in Sulani, Amina’s children live a very down to earth lifestyle. The family lives in a modest, beachfront bungalow with three bedrooms instead of one of the many mega-mansions owned by not only the Braxton family but the Quinn family as well and although all of the children attend an exclusive private school for security reasons, they spend plenty of time amongst the general populace in their free time.

(Above: River was photographed arriving after his family as Best Man for his older brother; Kaleo looked relaxed in his more casual suit, reportedly a re-wear from his recent high school graduation!)

Both River and Amina encourage their children to partake in various conservation cleanups run by local charities as well as take an interest in giving back to the less fortunate in their city. Their oldest, Kaleo, was known to frequent a local food drive which offers free traditional Sulanian cuisine to Oa’hu’s homeless population while his younger sister, Masina, volunteers at a pro-bono child minding center throughout her summer breaks. The entire family often is spotted participating in local beach clean-ups during their weekends.

(Above: “Not f–––ing likely,” Mr. Hampton had shouted to a brave reporter who had asked about Nicky’s pending proposal.)

Also in attendance that day were Crown Prince Nicholas of Lunaria and his best friend Elliott Hampton, both of whom we were able to catch sharing a laugh over rumors of Prince Nicky popping the question to someone special sometime soon. Both HRH and Elliott looked suave in their suits –– Nicky in black and Elliott in blue –– as they walked into Dover Chapel as each other’s “dates”.

It was refreshing to see Their Majesties King Dante and Queen Ashli of Windsor in attendance as well, that afternoon. TM have left most of their foreign visits to their eldest son, Crown Prince Kellan, in a rumored attempt to separate him from his high school sweetheart, Julianna Byrd, an unpopular match in Windsor.

King Dante adorably matched his wife with his blue, pinstriped suit while also showing off a few more gray hairs (possibly from the stress his three sons have been putting him through!). Both were cheerful, though, as they entered the chapel with their oldest daughter, Princess Karissa, in tow.

Not much is known about Princess KiKi nowadays, only that HRH is high achieving in her academic studies and may or may not be dating a foreign royal. The young Princess has recently been photographed most often in Bordeaux where her prestigious boarding school, Sainte Marie International Academy, is located. 

(Above: Queen Ashli looked regal in a slim-cut, royal blue, sleeveless dress and matching strappy heels. She accessorized with her trusty Channel pearl encrusted choker, a pair of pearl and sapphire earrings, and her favorite diamond brooch from the Royal Vault.)

(Above: Princess KiKi was a vision in red! She wore her chocolate colored locks in their natural waves, pinned back with a matching red “hatband”. From HRH’s designer dress, custom slingback heels, and to her ruby and gold enamel locket, KiKi’s just like her mom –– an expert when it comes to style!)

(Above: A radiant Duchess of Andale was all smiles yesterday in her lilac dress and pillbox hat. She debuted a beautiful seven-strand pearl necklace that featured a whopping 20-carat diamond as the centerpiece –– a wedding anniversary gift from her husband this year!)

The Duke and Duchess of Andale were also in attendance for the wedding, along with their youngest son, Prince Adrian. The family was all smiles as they entered the chapel while sharing a lively conversation. 

The Duke has been busy as of late, helping represent his brother, King Arden, by touring across Lunaria with the Duchess at his side. His busy schedule has apparently been an attempt to keep focus off of the Crown Prince and all of the drama that follows him, although it hasn’t seemed to work all that well if we’re being honest. But, hey, we’re glad to see Rhys and Claire doing so well!

(Above, left: Prince Adrian is set to finish his final year at Hartfordshire Academy this spring; it’s predicted that he’ll choose to go to UBrite next fall. Right: the Duke of Andale spotted one of our photographers and gave a jovial wave, but didn’t stop to answer any questions.)

(Above: Princess Diana dressed in a cheery yellow floral dress for the occasion with a matching hat and ribbon heels. She accessorized with tiny diamond earrings and her grandmother’s diamond bow brooch.)

From our very own Rivenian Royals we caught when Crown Princess Diana arrived with her new husband Stefon, the Duke of Ariste, by her side. The two were wed early last year and still have that newlywed glow about them, although rumors have been circulating that it’s really a pregnancy glow for the Crown Princess! If it’s true, no wonder TRHs were smiling so much!

(Above: While looking a bit gloomy, Elizabeth still dressed to impress in her all-blue ensemble! With her dark hair pulled back in a sleek bun she showed off some new pearl earrings and their matching necklace!)

With the exact opposite countenance, Princess Elizabeth arrived soon after her older sister, bringing an almost tangible cloud of doom and gloom with her. The second in line to Rivenia’s throne has spent most of her time in neighboring Lunaria, diligently working on running the Montgomery Gallery of Classical Arts and seemingly pining for (or dating?) Crown Prince Nicholas. Although, with his previous reaction to our questions about whether or not he’d be proposing...perhaps we already know the reason for the long face she’d shown at her aunt’s wedding.

(Above: Queen Kirana wore her signature two stranded pearl necklace for the occasion along with gold hoop earrings with delicate pearl drops. Her flowy, off-the-shoulder dress was from a local Rivenian designer and has since sold out of stock.)

The final guests we were able to catch sight of had been none other than Their Majesties the King and Queen of Rivenia themselves! King Grayson was reportedly “unusually excited” to see his younger half sister get married that afternoon.

“He thought she [Elissa] would never settle down to find any happiness,” an insider had shared. “He thought she would work herself to an early grave, cut herself off from the world  and her family.”

It looks like HM has no more need to worry! His younger sister had never looked so blissfully happy than on her wedding day!

[xaphrin]

Horns

Break My Baby - KALEO

Part One - Horns

Damian ground his teeth together and watched Raven dancing on the stage.

She was bathed in shadow and neon lights, completely inverted (he suspected that she was using her powers for a little help), and looking like a promise of darkness. Every single eye in the place was turned to look at her, fascinated with the way she moved along the pole. Not like she was showing off, not like she was dancing, but more like she was offering far more than dirty sex. The low, sultry hum of the music seemed less overtly sexual, and more a subtle taste of sensuality and sin. Raven was the kind of dancer that made you think less of hot and quick sex, and more of slow, long fucking. Rough. Raw. Emotional.

Damian shivered and ducked into a booth in the back, pulling the cap low over his head and adjusting the dark glasses over his eyes. Next to him, Kon looked like he was struggling to pick his jaw up off the floor.

“Did you know she could move like that?” Pause. “Did you know she had tits?”

Damian rolled his eyes and looked over at Kon. “We’re patrons, Kon. Act like it.”

“I am but that’s… that’s Raven.” He ran a hand over his face, looking confused and frustrated. “I don’t… I want her and that’s weird, right? Like super fucking weird. That’s our friend and our teammate, and I… I don’t know? Wanna take her out? Buy her a drink? Put money in her underwear?”

No. Damian clenched his teeth together, trying to quash the possessive feeling surging through his veins. He shared one kiss with Raven. That didn’t mean she belonged to him, or that they were anything other than friends. Except he knew what her kisses tasted like, and how her skin felt under his fingertips, and how her touch burned him. He knew all of that, and yet he had to keep telling himself that he didn’t want her. 

Raven caught his stare, her eyebrow lifting only slightly as they locked eyes. She folded herself into something complicated and sultry, and turned away from him, the curves of her body stark against the colorful lights sliding over her. He watched the sway of her hips, the subtle movement of her arms, the bounce of her breasts… it was too much. With a muffle curse, Damian dug into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, needing something to look at that wasn’t her. He scrolled through his email, hoping to find anything to keep him from thinking of her.

It felt like centuries until the song ended, and Damian finally felt someone hover next to the booth.

“Hey.” 

He glanced up to see another dancer smiling sweetly at Kon and him. “Hello.”

“Rachel said you two requested a private dance from her?” She held out her hand for a credit card and Damian slipped it to her with an annoyed sigh. The dancer gave him another sickly-sweet smile and disappeared for a moment, leaving Damian feeling on edge. When the dancer returned, she motioned for the two of them to follow her. 

Raven was tucked in a back room, far from the main floor, bent over and stretching out her legs when Kon and Damian walked in. Damian felt his feet stutter beneath him at the sight of Raven’s tight, round ass encased in too-short shorts, raised in the air. He stared at the long line of her legs, ending in high, shiny heels, and felt a fire burn in the pit of his stomach. It had been two weeks since he’d last seen her like this, and he didn’t realize how much she affected him. He wanted her, in a way so physical it burned him.   

Kon muttered a curse and looked away, his face burning red. “Jeez, Rae. Put that away.”

She stood up and laughed, but didn’t respond to Kon’s comment. Instead, her eyes flicked to the dancer behind them. “Thanks, Christy. I owe you one.”

“Don’t mention it, hon. I’ve been there before.” She winked at Raven and made her way to the door. “I’ll keep the sleezebag away from the room until you’re done. You’re safe here.”

Raven waited until the other dancer was gone before she kicked off her shoes, sighing with exhaustion. She flopped onto the sofa in the corner and grinned at the two of them. “Christy thinks you two are my boyfriends, by the way. And we’re sneaking away for a dirty, lover’s tryst.”

Kon grimaced and stepped back, casting wary glances at Damian. “I mean. If I was going to do it with a guy, I could do worse than Dami, but still. I feel like I have better taste.”

Raven laughed, the sound soft and musical. “Ouch, Kon. You didn’t have to burn him like that.” A moment passed and her expression turned serious. “We’re still on for next week. One of the other dancers let me know that the owner has been frantically calling people, and it sounds like he must have picked up on my powers over the last few weeks. I’m going to be the next victim, just like we planned.”

Planned? Raven had planned this? Damian felt his back stiffen, and icy cold panic flooded his veins as he realized what Raven meant to do. What in the world was she doing? Putting herself in danger like this? His eyes narrowed and he turned to her, his voice a low warning. “Raven…”

“Don’t start, Damian. Kon and I already talked about it with Cy and Star, and we have a definitive plan.” She waved him off, looking nonchalant, but he could see the unease in her. She might have had the rest of their teammates fooled, but not him. He knew her too well. “I’m fine. I trust everyone to keep me safe, and as long as we follow the plan we set out, I’ll be fine.” 

“You talked about it with Cy and Star? With Kon, and not… me?” Damian felt his anger surge through him, hot and painful. He wanted to reach out and shake her, remind her that what she was doing was reckless. She was going to get hurt, or worse. “You… Raven.”

Her eyes flicked to his before looking away, pretending to be more interested in healing a bruise on her thigh. Something she got from dancing on the pole. “If I had told you what I wanted to do and what our plans were, you would have talked me out of it. This isn’t something we could afford to ignore, Damian. I have to do this.” 

“Of course I would have talked you out of it.” Damian stepped forward, his voice a low growl. “Because it’s rash, and stupid, and dangerous! You’re letting yourself get caught by this… madman, who wants to control you, and sell you. And you’re just letting him. You’re letting yourself be kidnapped and sold. Tell me, how am I supposed to react?”

“Not like this. You’re supposed to trust the decisions I make. I’ve been here for over a month now, and I know how vulnerable these girls are, and I know how much they need my protection. So, yeah, I am putting myself in danger to help them.” Raven stood up and set her hands on her hips, glaring at him. “Because since this place opened, there have been ten other girls who have been kidnapped and sold, and we need to find them. I owe it to them.”

“This shouldn’t be a one woman crusade. You should be smart about this.” Damian raked his fingers through his hair, feeling like he was losing control. What was she thinking? How could she have thought this was a good plan? How could she have just barged head-first into putting herself in danger, where he couldn’t protect her? “How could you think that this is okay?” He whipped around and stared at Kon, gritting his teeth. “And you. You just let her talk you into this?” 

Kon threw his hands up in defense. “Raven was very convincing and she created a good plan. We all think it’s sound.”

Damian turned back to look at her, still growling. “Raven…” 

“Don’t try me, Damian.”

Kon’s eyes darted between the two of them before he took a step back, inching towards the door. “You know, this sounds like maybe you need to talk this out together…”

Raven snapped her fingers, black sparks flying from her fingertips. “Kon. Stay.” 

“Kon. Go.” Damian turned and looked at him, feeling like everyone within a mile radius could feel his fear and his rage. “Get out and go back to the tower. I need to talk to Raven alone.” 

Kon’s looked as though he was going to protest, but something in Damian’s stare stopped him. He knew better than to fight with him when he was like this. Kon slowly slunk towards the door, looking apologetic. “Sorry, Rae. Leader out-commands you. Ah… good luck, you two?” 

Damian waited until the door closed behind him, and he turned back to Raven, still glaring at her. “You can’t possibly think this is smart. You’re letting him see your powers, letting yourself get caught, and you don’t know what he does with these girls or where he takes them. You only think you know.” 

Raven stepped up to him and growled, poking a finger into his chest as magic cracked between them. “I am aware. But what do you want me to do, Damian? Ignore what’s happening? Pretend I don’t see it? I’m equipped to handle danger, these other girls aren’t. They’re just girls trying to live their lives. At least I know how to fight, and at least I have a team on my side.”

Damian sunk down onto the sofa and glared at her. “Raven.”

“You’re not talking me out of this.” 

He felt the words fall before he could stop them. “I can’t lose you.” 

“That’s not your choice, Damian.” Her expression softened and she reached out to run her fingers through his hair. “We put ourselves in danger’s way every day.”

“That’s not what this is about.” He stood up and stalked over to her, crowding her space until her back hit a wall. He could smell something sticky and sweet on her, oil and glitter and magic. It felt like his head was going to explode, and all he wanted to do was pull her close and tell her everything about how he felt about her. With another growl, his hand slammed into the wall next to her head and he leaned over her. “I can’t lose you, Raven.” 

She blinked, and slowly, with far too much caution, she lifted herself up on her tip-toes and kissed the line of his jaw. It was innocent and tender, and it broke down every one of his defenses. She pulled away and met his eyes with determination. “Now you know how I feel everytime you race off on a mission with your father.” 

His stomach lurched, and Damian didn’t know what to say. 

“But… I always trust you to come back.” She reached up and tangled her hand in the front of his shirt, pulling him closer to her. “Trust me on this… please.” 

He sighed and pressed his forehead to hers, breathing her in. “Raven…”

Raven leaned up and pressed her lips to his, kissing him as though she needed him to breathe. It was desperate and needy, like she wasn’t quite sure how she had survived without him before, and he could taste her want with every pass of her lips and tongue. Her hand tightened in his shirt and her other hand handled in his hair as she bit at his lower lip and pushed herself into him. She pulled and tugged, trying to make the space between them disappear until there was nothing but them. Fire burned where they touched, and Damian let himself go up in flames with her. 

She pulled away, gasping as her eyes met his. A moment passed, then two. 

“Come back to the safehouse with me tonight. We need to talk.” 

Talking was the last thing on his mind. 

[angelicamerlinbarnes]

Songs that make me think of the Marauders (PART TWO)

(part one)

Everything Happens For A Reason (Madison Beer)

Remus, after the Prank, completely heartbroken and completely confused… when did Sirius stop loving him in that sweet, gentle way he’d always promised to?

When did Sirius start seeing him as the monster he's always sworn Remus isn't?

I used to believe That everything happens for a reason But I just can't find a reason You'd wanna hurt me so bad

Can't get no relief Time moves on with the seasons But I still can't find a reason You'd wanna hurt me so bad

And what in the world did I do to deserve such a pain in my heart? Guess it's true I'm never getting over you

I still love you I still want you I still love you

If You Love Her (Forest Blakk)

This is the song Sirius and Remus play during their first dance. Fight me.

She always has trouble falling asleep And she likes to cuddle while under the sheets She loves pop songs and dancing, and bad trash TV There's still a few other things She loves love notes and babies and likes giving gifts Has a hard time accepting a good compliment She loves her whole family and all of her friends So if you're the one she lets in

Kiss her with passion as much as you can Run your hands through her hair whenever she's sad And when she doesn't notice how pretty she is Tell her over and over, so she never forgets

Take it If she gives you her heart, don't you break it Let your arms be a place she feels safe in She's the best thing that you'll ever have On days when it feels like the whole world might cave in Stand side by side and you'll make it She'll love you if you love her like that

cowboy like me (Taylor Swift)

Sirius and Remus go on the run together after James’ death. Not at first - they meet up in a bar about three months after. But after that three months they’re inseparable again - desperately in love, playing Robin Hood, driving a blue Mustang into the sunset - they’re miserable, sure, but they’re also very good at pretending they’re not.

And you asked me to dance But I said, "dancing is a dangerous game" Oh, I thought, this is gonna be one of those things I've got some tricks up my sleeve Takes one to know one You're a cowboy like me Never wanted love, just a fancy car Now I'm waiting by the phone

Perched in the dark Telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear Like it could be love I could be the way forward, only if they pay for it You're a bandit like me, eyes full of stars Hustling for the good life Never thought I'd meet you here It could be love We could be the way forward, and I know I'll pay for it

And the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to mess this up And the old men that I've swindled really did believe I was the one And the ladies lunching have their stories about when you passed through town But that was all before I locked it down Now you hang from my lips like the Gardens of Babylon With your boots beneath my bed Forever is the sweetest con

And I'm never gonna love again I'm never gonna love again

no body, no crime (Taylor Swift)

Sirius Black’s soulmate, James Potter, is dead. And Sirius knows who did it.

He just can’t prove it.

(I rewrote it for y'all. You're welcome.)

Cell Block Tango (from "Chicago")

The Dark Marauders. James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Lily, Severus, and Regulus - performing uselessly sensual dance routines in Azkaban because why the fuck not? Their Dark Lord is dead, and all they have left of him is their loyalty and a bout of snakes and skulls on their arms.

(Wrote this one too. Again, you're welcome.)

Broken Bones (KALEO)

Remus Lupin is a werewolf, and every full moon, this song runs through his mind as James and Sirius envelop his naked body in their arms and tell him he’s beautiful, and so so good, and they’ll love him forever and ever and ever, they promise. And for a single, measley second every time, Remus believes them.

Hoping things might go my way Some might say I talk loud, see if I care Unlike them, don't walk away from my fear I've busted bones, broken stones, looked the devil in the eye I hope he's going to break these chains

Another hard day, no water, no rest I saw my chance, so I got him at last I took his six shooter, put two in his chest He'll never say a word no more The devil got him good for sure

Ain't got no place to call a home Only chains and broken bones Ain't got no place to call a home So come on lord, won't you take me now? So come on lord, what you waiting for?

Oh, the devil's going to make me a free man The devil's going to set me free The devil's going to make me a free man The devil's going to set me free...

traitor (Olivia Rodrigo)

Sirius is innocent. Remus believes that. Remus knows that. He knows it. Because he doesn’t know how he’ll live if he’s wrong. Well, okay, he knows -

He won’t.

Brown guilty eyes and little white lies Yeah, I played dumb but I always knew That you'd talk to her, maybe did even worse I kept quiet so I could keep you

And ain't it funny how you ran And ain't it funny how you said you were friends? Now it sure as hell don't look like it

Ain't it funny all the twisted games All the questions you used to avoid?

Ain't it funny? Remember I brought her up, and you told me I was paranoid

You betrayed me And I know that you'll never feel sorry for the way I hurt Loved you at your worst, but that didn't matter

God, I wish that you had thought this through Before I went and fell in love with you When she's sleeping in the bed we made Don't you dare forget about the way you betrayed me

Never Not (Lauv)

The Marauders, slowly breaking apart over the years. James and Lily settle in London, and Sirius and Remus run off to travel the world. They split off somewhere in Asia and forget to call. Peter cleans dishes in Hogwarts’ kitchens and Severus spends his time in those dungeons, teaching potions and writing letters he never sends. Regulus holes up in Grimmauld Place, never marrying, never moving. James and Lily divorce when Harry is ten, and go their separate ways. They always move forward, but -

They also always look back.

I lost myself, seventeen Then you came, found me There's a room in my heart with the memories we made Took them down but they're still in their frames There's no way I could ever forget

For as long as I live, and as long as I love I will never not think about you From the moment I loved I knew you were the one And no matter whatever I do I will never not think about you

What we had only comes once in a lifetime For the rest of mine, I'll always compare To the room in my heart with the memories we made Nights on fifth, in between B and A

Didn't we have fun? Didn't we have fun, looking back?

We were so beautiful We were so tragic No other magic could ever compare...

Scared To Live (The Weeknd)

Sirius and Remus after twelve years apart, having no idea what to do with each other. They were in love once - are in love? - but those days are long gone. Sirius sees how Remus looks at Tonks, but knows Remus can’t ever really love her, much as he likes her, because his heart has forgotten every word but Sirius' name. And Sirius is happier than he thought he’d ever get to be without James, really, though he’s far from happy or even content - is this all there is? Is this how they die? Is this their ending?

No. No. No, after everything, this can’t be it - this cannot be it.

(But if he dies, well... he hopes Remus lives on without him. Happier.

I guess.)

When I saw the signs, I should've let you go But I kept you beside me And if I held you back, at least I held you close Should have known you were lonely

I know things will never be the same Time we lost will never be replaced I'm the reason you forgot to love So don't be scared to live again Be scared to live again No, don't be scared to live again

You always miss the chance to fall for someone else Cause your heart only knows me They try to win your love, but there was nothing left They just made you feel lonely

I am not the man I used to be Did some things I couldn't let you see Refused to be the one who taints your heart

I hope you know that I've been praying that you find yourself We fell apart, right from the start I should have made you my only

So don't be scared to live again I said, "don't be scared to live again"

I Know Where I've Been (from "Hairspray! Live")

Remus and Sirius, sad and happy together, alone in Grimmauld Place and dancing deep into the night as this song plays on the record player and they sway. Their whole lives have been war, but in these moments, there is peace.

Fleeting, hopeless peace, but peace nonetheless.

There's a light in the darkness Though the night is black There's a light burning bright Showing me the way But I know where I've been

There's a cry in the distance It's a voice that comes from deep within There's a cry asking why I pray the answer's up ahead Cause I know where I've been

There's a road we've been travelling Lost so many on the way But the riches will be plenty Worth the price we had to pay

There's a dream in the future There's a struggle we have yet to win And there's pride in my heart Cause I know where I'm going And I know where I've been

Brooklyn Baby (Lana Del Rey)

Sirius Black being himself, and James Potter and Remus Lupin being in love with him.

They say I'm too young to love you I don't know what I need They think I don't understand The freedom land of the seventies

I think I'm too cool to know ya You say I'm like the ice, I freeze I'm churning out novels like Beat poetry on Amphetamines

Well, my boyfriend's in a band He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my hair I get down to beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare I can play most anything I'm a Brooklyn baby

They say I'm too young to love you They say I'm too dumb to see They judge me like a picture book By the colors, like they forgot to read I think we're like fire and water I think we're like the wind and sea You're burning up, I'm cooling down You're up, I'm down You're blind, I see

But I'm free I'm free

I'm talking about my generation Talking about that newer nation And if you don't like it, you can beat it Beat it, baby You never liked the way I said it If you don't get it, then forget it Cause I don't have to fucking explain

Yeah, my boyfriend's pretty cool But he's not as cool as me Cause I'm a Brooklyn baby I'm a Brooklyn baby

I Can't Go On Without You (KALEO)

Sirius and Remus are lost to each other, for twelve years and then two more, Sirius locked behind bars and then a Veil and Remus on the run alone and then with a woman he’s somehow fooled himself into thinking he loves.

They’ll be together again. One day. But for now, there’s nothing to do but wait.

Alone.

Well, they thought they were made for each other Only thinking of one another Never thinking just for one second She would take a different attraction

We don't want that We don't want that, oh no I can't go on without you

Oh, so what's the point of breaking my sweet heart? She wanted me to let down my guard Well, you know what they say It's better that way So, you better hush and walk away

Well, was I supposed to wait for you sweetheart? And hide away the shame, yes I keep it all inside Though the thought had crossed my mind! To do all the things I'll regret, we don't want that

I can't, I can't, I can't go on without you I can't go on without you, oh, lord I can't go on without you, babe

Oh, she loves me She loves me not She loves me My love don't love me...

Oh, so what is left but a broken man? Cause nothing hurts like a woman can I can't go on without you...

happier (Olivia Rodrigo)

Sirius as he watches Remus fall in love with Tonks right in front of him, unable to love Sirius the same way after everything. Sirius loves his cousin - he does. He just kind of hates her, too.

There’s been a lot of things in this life he’s been afraid of, but Remus leaving him never even crossed his mind.

That was his mistake, I guess…

Fuck.

You've moved on, found someone new One more girl who brings out the better in you And I thought my heart was attached For all the sunlight of our past But she's so sweet, she's so pretty Does she mean you forgot about me?

And do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean Remember when I believed you meant it when you said it first to me? And now I'm picking her apart Like cutting her down make you miss my wretched heart But she's beautiful, she looks kind, she probably gives you butterflies

Say you love her, baby, just not like you loved me And think of me fondly when your hands are on her

I hope you're happy, just not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.

That's The Kind Of Woman (Julia Michaels)

James left Sirius for Lily, and that was okay. Sirius loved Lily, and he loved James, so it was okay. At least he still had Remus.

Well, he did. Until Tonks came along.

It’s okay. Really. Sirius has gone his whole life feeling unloved.

He can die that way too.

OR

James, Sirius, and Remus fell in love in fourth year, and it was wonderful. And then Sirius started to notice things - small things, little things. Like the gentle way James and Remus are with each other, the way they wake each other up with kisses in the morning and dance the night before the full moon, the way their hands fit together the way everyone expected Sirius’ to fit with them, but better.

The way they love each other more than him.

And that’s okay. That’s fine. He wants them to be happy, and they make each other happy. So he lets them go the last day of seventh year, and disappears into the wind never to be seen again, just like their love for him.

Childhood picket fence, smells like confidence Raised with a little more common sense Isn't always on defense Sits up straight and knows how to take a compliment Jealous but the right amount Isn't scared of missing out, missing out's scared of missing her Doesn't buy things to fill voids Doesn't hate the sound of her own voice

Doesn't cry when someone leaves Isn't contradictory Mind takes a break when she falls asleep Always takes her own advice Crosses T's and cuts her ties Figured out sympathize from empathize Doesn't keep those letters in a drawer Doesn't keep a closet full of things she bought and never wore Gives all her attention to the people that are with her She still loves to dance She still loves her sister

If the me I am Walked out that door Would I miss her?

Maybe, a little bit, sure Oh, I love myself, but I'd love her more Yeah, that's the kind of woman I'd leave me for

Quarter Past Midnight (Bastille)

The Marauders steal a Muggle’s pick-up truck and fly down the highway, literally. The lights are bright and the music is loud, and they’re screaming with laughter, dancing and kissing under the stars. It’s that one perfect moment, the one poets write about seeking their whole lives. This is that moment, this is their moment.

They’ll never be this happy again.

It's a quarter past midnight as we cut through the city The streets are getting restless Good times, bad decisions And the sirens are mending some hearts But we're the losers on our back seats Singing love will tear us apart

It's a quarter past midnight, still avoiding tomorrow It's a quarter past midnight, but we're just getting going We keep on running through a red light Like we're trying to burn the night away This is my favorite part Help me piece it all together, darling Before it falls apart

And the speakers are blowing We want the bodies on the billboards Not the lives underneath them And now we're crawling up the walls again And it's a quarter past twelve And you said we'd leave this place in dust And fall from heaven straight through hell We never know what we have We never knew what we had

We keep on running Why are we always chasing after something Like we're trying to throw our lives away?

And the secrets are flowing Our lips are getting looser I don't know what I'm saying We never knew what we had I never know what I've had

Home (Edith Whiskers)

The Marauders remember each other in a haze - well. The ones that are still alive do, that is.

Regulus, falling.

James, fighting.

Lily, screaming.

Sirius, smiling.

Peter, choking.

Remus, crying.

Severus, bleeding.

They all went, and not one peacefully.

If I close my eyes, I can still see them. Laughing.

I do love my ma and pa Not the way that I do love you Well, holy moly, me oh my, you're the apple of my eye Girl, I've never loved one like you Man, oh, man, you're my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness There ain't nothing that I need Well, hot and heavy pumpkin pie, chocolate candy, Jesus Christ Ain't nothing please me more than you

I'll follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark Moats and boats and waterfalls, alleyways and pay phone calls I've been everywhere with you We laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night Nothing new is sweeter than with you And in the streets, we run afree, like it's only you and me Geez, you're something to see

Oh, home, let me come home Home is whenever I'm with you Oh, home, let me come home Home is wherever I'm with you

I Hate That You're Happy (Tiny Little Houses)

Severus is alone, alone again. Lily’s gone. She’s run off to marry James Potter, the prat, and Severus - Severus doesn’t hope for much in this life, but he holds out hope for her. Because everyone knows she loves James now, but she loved Severus once too… and she still keeps his green ribbon tied around her ring finger, almost like they’re still married in mind.

So Severus keeps his vows to her. He promised her forever - it’s okay, honestly. That forever can be spent apart. He’ll love her anyway.

He'll love her always.

I'm sorry if I ever hurt you And I never kissed you enough And I just have trouble unravelling sometimes The feelings that I kept locked up

And I know it's my own misfortune And I didn't hold tight enough But I found it hard to keep myself whole While drowning in my bitter blood

I'll stay awake again and start feeling The spot where you used to reside And I'll lay beneath these cold empty sheets Huddled and clutching my sides

And I know it's my own misfortune And darling, believe me, I do And you've got your problems, and hell I've got mine But I find it hard that we're through

And I hate when you're with him And I hate when you smile And I hate that for once you don't seem like you've cried And I hate that you've kissed him And I hate that I'm sore But most of all I hate that you're happier than before

And I hate when you're with him And at night you're entwined And I hate that I have to pretend that I'm fine And I hate that I miss you but you miss him more But most of all I hate that you're happier than before Most of all I hate that you're happier than before

Call Your Girlfriend (Clara Mae)

James knows Lily isn’t happy with him. It’s been months, she’s had plenty of time to come around, but she just - she doesn’t love him. She never has. He should’ve seen that, but he was too busy hating the greasy-haired git to realize that Lily has always loved him more than anything else.

Gently, he lets her go. He presses the green ribbon he found in her drawer around her hand, and he kisses her goodbye, and he tells her to go after her happiness, whoever that is. And she smiles at him, the tears in her eyes happy, and she runs away, crashing into Severus’ arms. And they look… they look so perfect together. Like they make so much sense.

It’s okay. James can take it.

Regulus is staring at him. James winks at him, and smiles.

Call your girlfriend It's time you had the talk Give your reasons Say it's not her fault Tell her not to get upset Second guessing everything you've said and done

And when she get upset Tell her that you never meant to hurt no one You just tell her that the only way her heart will mend Is when she learns to love again And it won't make sense right now But you're still her friend

Cloud 9 (Beach Bunny)

James, Sirius, and Remus. It’s an unconventional love story, but not one they feel the need to explain.

They can and will dance together forever, butterbeers in their hands and magic in their eyes, hearts colliding in a messy, three-way kiss.

I don't wanna seem the way I do But I'm confident when I'm with you Lately all I feel is bad and bruised Tired of tripping on my shoes

When I start to tumble from the sky You remind me how to fly Lately, I've been feeling unalive But you bring me back to life

But when he loves me, I feel like I'm floating When he calls me pretty, I feel like somebody Even when we fade eventually to nothing You will always be my favorite form of loving

the last great american dynasty (Taylor Swift)

The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, and its last heir, Sirius Potter Lupin.

Fuck those assholes. He’ll be as mad as he likes.

Was the heir to the name, and money And the town said "how did a middle class divorcée do it?" The wedding was charming, if a little gauche There's only so far new money goes They picked out a home and called it Holiday House Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud The doctor had told him to settle down It must have been her fault his heart gave out

And they said, "there goes the last great american dynasty" Who knows, if she never showed up what could've been There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen She had a marvelous time ruining everything

Rebekah gave up on the Rhode Island set forever Flew in all the Bitch Pack friends from the city Filled the pool with champagne and swam with the big names And blew through the money on the boys and the ballet And losing on card game bets with Dalí

There goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen She had a marvelous time ruining everything

They say she was seen on occasion Pacing the rocks staring out at the midnight sea And in a feud with her neighbor She stole his dog and dyed it key lime green Fifty years is a long time Holiday House sat quietly on that beach Free of women with madness Their men and bad habits, and then it was bought by me

Who knows, if I never showed up what could've been There goes the loudest woman this town has ever seen I had a marvelous time ruining everything

I Don't Believe You (P!nk)

Regulus, alone after Sirius runs away. All alone in a giant house, all alone with his wretched mother and her Death Eater friends, all alone without the only person he’s ever loved.

Sirius never comes back, but Regulus waits at the door for him every day anyway.

(Sirius writes Regulus a million letters. He wonders why he never answers. Not even with a cursive fuck you. Maybe he should go back… maybe - no.

No, best not.

It’s not like Regulus misses him.)

I don't mind it, I don't mind at all It's like you're the swing set and I'm the kid that falls It's like the way we fight, the times I've cried We come too close, and every night The passion's there, so it's gotta be right Right?

I don't mind it, I still don't mind at all It's like one of those bad dreams when you can't wake up It looks like you've given up, you've had enough But I want more, no, I won't stop Because I just know you'll come around Right?

Just don't stand there and watch me fall Cause I still don't mind at all

No I don't believe you When you say, "don't come around here no more" I won't remind you You said we wouldn't be apart No I don't believe you When you say you don't need me anymore So don't pretend to not love me at all

Cause I don't believe you.

Little Miss Perfect (Annapantsu cover)

Regulus Black, the perfect child.

He and his brother are nothing alike. Sirius is rebellious, Regulus is obedient. Sirius is brash, Regulus is controlled. Sirius is bravery, Regulus is misery. They have nothing in common.

Well -

Except their hearts, bothing beating for a boy named James Potter with twinkling eyes. A boy only one of them will get to kiss.

Regulus is happy to be the one who’s lost out. At least, that’s what he tells himself as he stares up at the white light, the surface too far above to reach.

Straight hair, straight A's, straightforward Straight path, I don't cut corners I make a point to be on time Head of the student council I don't black out at parties I jam to Paul McCartney If you ask me how I'm doing I'll say...

Well, hmm Often I ask myself, "what did I do?" To get as far as I've gotten A pretty girl walks by my locker My heart gives a flutter But I don't dare utter a word Cause that would be absurd behavior For little miss perfect

No, I can't risk falling off my throne Love is something I don't even know Straight hair, straight A's, straightforward Straight girl Little miss perfect That's me You don't even know Rewind, induce amnesia Deny the truth, that's easier You're just confused, believe her When she says there's nothing there It's never worth it When you're little miss perfect

Achilles Come Down (Gang Of Youths)

Sirius, running from his family and his predetermined madness, his wildness carrying him so far he makes a circle.

Remus, hiding from love and freedom, his happiness stitched from his skin in ugly, painful scars.

James, watching his best friends tear each other apart, too blind with love to see the monsters they’ve made of each other.

Children, come down.

Achilles, Achilles, Achilles come down Won't you get up off, get up off the roof? You're scaring us and all of us, some of us love you Achilles, it's not much but there's proof You crazy assed cosmonaut, remember your virtue Redemption lies plainly in truth Just humour us, Achilles Achilles, come down Won't you get up off, get up off the roof?

The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken Remember the pact of our youth? Where you go, I'm going So jump and I'm jumping Since there is no me without you Soldier on, Achilles Achilles, come down Won't you get up off, get up off the roof?

Hurt and grieve, but don't suffer alone Engage with the pain as a motive Today of all days, see How the most dangerous thing is to love How you will heal and you'll rise above

Achilles, jump now You are absent of cause or excuse So self-indulgent and self-referential No audience could ever want you You crave the applause, yet hate the attention Then miss it, your act is a ruse It is empty, Achilles, so end it all now It's a pointless resistance for you

Achilles, just put down the bottle Don't listen to what you've consumed It's chaos, confusion, and wholly unworthy Of feeding and it's wholly untrue You may feel no purpose nor a point for existing It's all just conjecture and gloom And there may not be meaning, so find one and seize it Do not waste your self on this roof

Feel your breath course frankly below And see life as a worthy opponent Crowned by an overture bold and beyond Ah, it's more courageous to overcome You want the acclaim, it's not worth it, Achilles More poignant than fame or the taste of another

Don't listen, Achilles, but be real and just jump You dense motherfucker (you're worth more, Achilles) You will not be more than a rat in the gutter (so much more than a rat)

You want my opinion (no one asked your opinion) My opinion you've got You asked for my counsel (no one asked for your thoughts)

I gave you my thoughts Be done with this now, and jump off the roof Can you hear me Achilles? I'm talking to you

Throw yourself into the unknown with pace and a fury defiant Clothe yourself in beauty untold and see life as a means to a triumph

Achilles, come down.

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things (Taylor Swift)

Remus gets super drunk after the Prank and gives a fucking performance on top of the coffee table in front of the entirety of Gryffindor. Sirius is bright red. James is on the verge of tears. Severus is gaping. And Remus is seething.

You woke the wolf. Now watch it bite.

And there are no rules when you show up here Bass beat rattling the chandelier Feeling so Gatsby for that whole year So why'd you have to rain on my parade? I'm shaking my head, I'm locking the gates

It was so nice being friends again There I was giving you a second chance But you stabbed me in the back while shaking my hand And therein lies the issue, friends don't try to trick you And so I took an axe to a mended fence But I'm not the only friend you've lost lately If only you weren't so shady

Here's a toast to my real friends They don't care about the HE SAID, SHE SAID And here's to my baby He ain't reading what they call me lately And here's to my mama Had to listen to all this drama And here's to you... Cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do

Hahaha, I can't even say it with a straight face!

This is why we can't have nice things, darling Because you break them, I had to take them away This is why we can't have nice things, honey Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me? This is why we can't have nice things

right where you left me (Taylor Swift)

Remus is pretty sure he died on October 31, 1981. He’s not sure why his body’s still moving.

Friends break up, friends get married Strangers get born, strangers get buried Trends change, rumors fly through new skies But I'm right where you left me Matches burn after the other Pages turn and stick to each other Wages earned and lessons learned But I'm right where you left me

Help, I'm still at the restaurant Still sitting in a corner I haunt Cross-legged in the dim light They say, "what a sad sight" I swear you could hear a hair pin drop Right when I felt the moment stop Glass shattered on the white cloth Everybody moved on I stayed there Dust collecting on my pinned-up hair They expected me to find somewhere Some perspective, but I sat and stared

Did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen? Time went on for everybody else, she won't know it She's still 23 inside her fantasy How it was supposed to be Did you hear about the girl who lives in delusion? Break-ups happen every day, you don't have to lose it She's still 23 inside her fantasy And you're sitting in front of me

At the restaurant, when I was still the one you want Cross-legged in the dim light, everything was just right

I'm sure that you got a wife out there Kids and Christmas, but I'm unaware Cause I'm right where I cause no harm, mind my business If our love died young, I can't bear witness And it's been so long But if you ever think you got it wrong

I'm right where you left me You left me no choice but to stay here forever...

Every Day a Little Death (from “The Count of Monte Cristo”)

Remus Lupin, waiting.

Waiting, waiting, waiting…

For what, he’s not sure. Maybe death. Maybe madness.

Right now all he’s got is lonely.

Lonely, lonely, lonely; la, la, la…

Come out, come out, wherever you are, Peter. Come out and kill me, you coward.

Another day, another week Another month, another year Another day, another night Until it’s day again The sun has fled, I go to bed And scratch a line on the wall Another day, where nothing changes at all

And everyday shuffles by like the day before! On its way to the blackest of skies And everyday a little death comes and paces the floor! And a little bit more of me dies... Another day, another week Another month, another year Another night I spend alone Until it’s day again Our little star has moved away And all the world is a blur I only see I am not me Without her

Everyday a little death for everyday I die Everyday a little death and still I know not why...

He will come back! Perhaps but still… He will return to me! Another prayer You’ve got to live for today I will live when we’re together again Everyday I will pray until then

And everyday another prayer will bring him close to me And every night out little star we will share The one day when I open my eyes He will be standing right over there, one day

There’s something I must say I wanted to protect you

I wish there was a way I could make it untrue I heard the news today I fear the worst has happened An accident occurred He is dead! Dead and gone Rest in peace may flights of angels sing him to his rest Let me hold and help to heal you!

Everyday a little death...

tolerate it (Taylor Swift)

Remus Lupin. Abandoned, alone, aimless. Unwanted, unseen, unloved. Mad, morbid, monster.

He wonders if in the next life, he’ll be dealt some better cards.

Best not hope. Best not be greedy. He could be dead -

Isn’t sadness better?

I sit and watch you reading with your head low I wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed I sit and watch you I notice everything you do or don't do You're so much older and wiser and I

I wait by the door like I'm just a kid Use my best colors for your portrait Lay the table with the fancy shit And watch you tolerate it

I greet you with a battle hero's welcome I take your indiscretions all in good fun I sit and listen I polish plates until they gleam and glisten You're so much older and wiser and I While you were out building other worlds, where was I? Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire? I made you my temple, my mural, my sky Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life Drawing hearts in the byline Always taking up too much space or time You assume I'm fine But what would you do if I

Break free and leave us in ruins Took this dagger in me and removed it Gain the weight of you then lose it Believe me, I could do it! If it's all in my head tell me now Tell me I've got it wrong somehow I know my love should be celebrated But you tolerate it

Téir Abhaile Riu (Celtic Woman)

Sirius being Sirius and Remus and James trying to reign him in. I don’t know. Just vibes, I guess - three soft little gays living out a domestic half-insane life on a little farm in Wales, not a mile from the ashen sea.

Stay here and never you mind The lights of the town are blinding you The sailors they come and they go But listen to what's reminding you Handsome men surrounding you Dancing a reel around you

Listen to the music flow I'm falling for the flow of home I'm home to dance till dawning

Stay awhile and we'll dance together now As the light is falling We'll reel away till the break of day And dance together till morning

No One Knows Us (BANNERS, Carly Paige)

James, Sirius, and Remus are queerplatonic partners. Well, James is theirs - Sirius and Remus are dating. In love. But they and James, they’re not. Not that it matters - every assumes, from their atypical affection, that they are.

James wishes he could be with them, sometimes. The way he wants. Like it’s normal. Without all the prying eyes.

He wonders if he stole a pirate ship and sailed them somewhere else, if it would be any different. Any easier.

Loving the right people shouldn’t be a burden.

Wish I could kiss you when I wanna Without all the fear and all the drama Kill to hold your hand in public I could try to fight the feeling Dull it down like sleeping without dreaming

I wanna push you up against the wall Want them all to hear me call you baby I know it's never gonna happen And I've learned to accept that I accept that

I need you closer Can we go somewhere? No one knows us Leave our world behind We can hole up in a motel room Where no one knows us

See You Again (Carrie Underwood)

The Marauders as they die, one by one. James too early, Sirius too soon, Remus too late. Reunited wherever wizards go when they die, after a long, hard road of what felt like a whole lot of goddamn nothing.

But here they are, at last: alone no longer.

Said goodbye, turned around And you were gone, gone, gone Faded into the setting sun, slipped away But I won't cry cause I know I'll never be lonely For you are the stars to me You are the light I follow

I can hear those echoes in the wind at night Calling me back in time, back to you In a place far away where the water meets the sky The thought of it makes me smile You are my tomorrow

Sometimes I feel my heart is breaking But I stay strong and I hold on cause I know...

I will see you again This is not where it ends I will carry you with me Til I see you again I will see you again...

Bloom (The Paper Kites)

James and Sirius and Remus, loving each other. And not knowing what queerplatonic partners are until Severus and Lily shove a Muggle book into their hands with sweet, manic grins.

“Oh,” James says, with wonder. Sirius kisses him. Remus takes his hand. James looks at them, his eyes wide and twinkling. “Oh, that’s us.”

In the morning when I wake And the sun is coming through Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness, And you fill my head with you

Shall I write it in a letter? Shall I try to get it down? Oh, you fill my head with pieces Of a song I can't get out

Can I take it to a morning Where the fields are painted gold And the trees are filled with memories Of the feelings never told?

When the evening pulls the sun down, And the day is almost through, Oh, the whole world it is sleeping, But my world is you

Can I be close to you?

Me and My Husband (Mitski)

Sirius and James. Fight me.

(Oh, and Remus - hopelessly in love with them and chasing after their shenanigans as the world stretches out before them, endless.)

I steal a few breaths from the world for a minute And then I'll be nothing forever And all of my memories And all of the things I have seen will be gone With my eyes, with my body, with me

But me and my husband, we're doing better It's always been just him and me together So I bet all I have on that furrowed brow

And I'm the idiot with the painted face In the corner, taking up space But when he walks in, I am loved, I am loved And at least in this lifetime, we're sticking together Me and my husband, we're sticking together

You & Jennifer (bülow)

Regulus, angry and bitter, left alone in his big black bed wondering what’s so fucking amazing about Lily Evans that could make James want her more than him.

OR

Remus, so fucking in love with his two best friends… his two best friends, who are so fucking in love with each other, who look at each other like they’re the world, who fuck Remus when the world is ending. His two best friends… assholes.

Listen, no, we don't need to be enemies Ain't got a vision of us in the future with a white picket fence and eternal decisions Now I'm sitting here wondering, when did this all start?

Would rather be the girl that got away than be under your thumb Don't need to spend no more time on you, not like I was in love Not that I'm having a nervous breakdown, I'm just let down You don't know what that's like though to wait up all night So I thank you for teaching me how I could live without you Never needed me, I don't need you

Fuck you and Jennifer, I know that you're out with her Go pretend that you're just friends I'll pretend that I'm not hurt I know all the shit I heard, you can take these bitter words Fuck you and Jennifer Go fucking make love to her

Soon You’ll Get Better (Taylor Swift, The Chicks)

James, surrounded by people he can’t fix.

James, holding a screaming Sirius against his chest as he sobs and shakes from the fifth nightmare that week.

James, brushing salve across the scars of a terrified and bruised Remus after yet another full moon.

James, trying to lure a quiet and cold Peter back to them with candy as he recedes even further away into Slytherin robes.

James, fucking Lily; James, kissing Severus; James, touching Regulus -

James, doomed to love people he can’t help.

The buttons of my coat were tangled in my hair I didn't tell you I was scared That was the first time we were there Holy orange bottles, each night I pray to you Desperate people find faith, so now I pray too And I say to you

I know delusion when I see it in the mirror You like the nicer nurses, you make the best of a bad deal I just pretend it isn't real I'll paint the kitchen neon, I'll brighten up the sky I know I'll never get it, there's not a day that I won't try And I'll say to you

And I hate to make this all about me But who am I supposed to talk to? What am I supposed to do if there's no you? This won't go back to normal, if it ever was It's been years of hoping, and I keep saying it because cause I have to

Soon you'll get better Soon you'll get better You'll get better soon Cause you have to.

Dance Alone (Blanks)

James Potter being his usual idiotic adorable self. (It’s just the vibes, man.)

Been staring at the wall today, to find some hidden meaning My momma called to ask me how I'm feeling I've been running out of things to think So what's the point of dreaming? Called all my friends cause I cant get along with all my demons And I've been watching from a distance how the seasons change

Been staring at the wall today, still looking for some meaning I tried talking to myself for a change to ask me how I'm feeling I've been running out of room to think I need a higher ceiling

I've been lost, lost in the rhythm lately I don't know, know how to dance alone

Strawberry Blond (Mitski)

James falls in love with Sirius first - make no mistake, it was absolutely Sirius first. Because Sirius was just so bright, and so lovely, and so daring, and he made James laugh as they ran and drove and flew for miles without a direction. Anything for a touch.

And then there came Remus - beautiful, sweet, kind Remus, his eyes so gentle and his smiles so pure, and James wanted to hold him forever, wanted to take his hand and dive right into the sun, wanted to burst into flames. Anything for a taste.

And then Sirius and Remus fell in love with each other, and now James watches them from the outside, grinning behind tears and thinking, Oh god. I’m happy.

I love everybody because I love you When you stood up, walked away, barefoot And the grass where you lay left a bed in your shape I looked over it and I ached

I love everybody because I love you I don't need the city, and I don't need proof All I need, darling, is a life in your shape I picture it soft and I ache

Reach out the car window, trying to hold the wind You tell me you love her, I give you a grin Oh, all I ever wanted was a life in your shape So I follow the white lines, keep my eyes on the road as I ache

Look at you, strawberry blond Fields rolling on, I love it when you call my name Can you hear the bumblebees swarm? Watching your arm, I love it when you look my way

FML (Arizona Zervas)

James has a habit of falling for people so fierce he can never refuse them. Regulus is just the last one - the one he keeps, even if he dies still trying to figure out how.

(This is the James and Regulus theme song, I’m calling it.)

I might let you drive me crazy Usually I ain't the type to stay Cause you could fall in, and go psycho Ain't no telling where this might go But I take my chances either way

You look like somebody that could really hold it down You look like somebody that would always stick around I know you probably crazy All my friends said stay away but that shit just don't faze me Got a little bit of sass, I like that You don't take no shit, yeah you fight back Never let a dude hit it on the first night I can't even sleep over til I wife that All these bitches in my phone, hit the boy But I've been curving everyone for you Girl I would give you every single password All you gotta do is let me through

Imma keep it honest, I know that you got a plan I know you ain't perfect, but basic bitches never last I don't usually do this type of shit So baby trust me when I tell you that I'm all about it Yeah, I might fall in love and let you fuck my life up Just so I could go and write a song about it

Last man left you brokenhearted, let me treat you right If you need me I could pull up any night You just say the words, girl, I don't need a reason Give me something more than just a lover on the weekend

Come and fuck my life up.

Lay Me Down (Sam Smith)

If James married Regulus instead, but the war still tore them apart and to shreds.

They still fall, they still die, they still lose… but James is captivated by grey eyes rather than green ones, at least in this lifetime. At least for now.

Yes, I do, I believe that one day I will be where I was Right there, right next to you And it's hard, the days just seem so dark The moon, and the stars are nothing without you Your touch, your skin, where do I begin? No words can explain the way I'm missing you Deny this emptiness, this hole that I'm inside These tears, they tell their own story Told me not to cry when you were gone But the feeling's overwhelming, it's much too strong

Can I lay by your side, next to you? You And make sure you're alright I'll take care of you I don't want to be here if I can't be with you

Forever (... is a long time) (Halsey)

Remus didn’t know anyone could love him, the way he is. You can’t blame him for letting James and Sirius slip through his fingers when he didn’t know they would’ve stayed forever.

He wonders if happiness still sounds like his name on their lips.

I spent a long time watering a plant made out of plastic And I cursed the ground for growing green

I spent a long time substituting honest with sarcastic And I cursed my tongue for being mean

Weightless, breathless, destitute Motionless and absolute He cut me open, sucked the poison from an aging wound Now fifty thousand walking deads would cower at this small brunette It's a nice surprise knowing six feet high Would reach and grab the moon if I should ask

Or just imply that I want you to be more light So I could look inside his eyes And get the colors just right

But love built provinces, callouses, break promises Cause I could never hold a perfect thing and not demolish it What am I thinking? What does this mean? How could somebody ever love me?

"Tell him he's got bad news coming..."

Used To This (Camila Cabello)

James and Sirius, crazy kids in mad love in a big Muggle city, dancing and kissing under the lights every night… and then meeting Remus, and wondering if all these years they’ve been mistaking magic for something else, because this, love, this is what magic is.

No, I never liked San Francisco Never thought it was nothing special Til you kissed me there No, I never liked windy cities But I think maybe when you're with me I like everywhere

It's the strangest feeling Midnight, I'm not leaving No, for once, I think I'll stay I say your name, just listen Doesn't it sound different? Never whispered it this way

It's gonna take me a minute But I could get used to this The feeling of your fingertips The feeling of another kiss Like every tattoo on your skin I'm memorizing every inch

The callouses on your fingers I admired them from a distance Now they're on my cheek

Oh, I've known you forever Now I know you better Let's just get carried away And it bears repeating Now my heart's bleeding When you tell me that you'll stay

It's gonna take me a minute But I could get used to this I could get used to this...

Love Me Like You (Little Mix)

You cannot tell me James and Sirius did not stand on top of the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall and serenade Remus with this while he covered his bright red face with his hands and damn near cried with embarrassment and laughter, because they did. I promise you, they did.

I solemnly swear.

Darling, he can't buy my love It's you I'm dreaming of

so baby, baby Come and save me

Last night I lay in bed so blue Cause I realized the truth They can't love me like you I've tried to find somebody new Baby, they ain't got a clue Can't love me like you

Come Home With Me (from “Hadestown”)

Sirius and James tripping over themselves trying to say hi the first time they meet Remus, his nose buried in a book in a small cafe, at a table by the window in a dress covered in sunflowers, his cheeks pink and his smile blinding.

OR

James, tripping over himself to win Severus over, who just isn’t having it. (Fuck off, Potter.) (Please?) (No.)

You wanna talk to her?

Yes!

Go on. Don't come on too strong.

Come home with me.

Who are you?

The man who's gonna marry you

Is he always like this?

Yes

Your name is like a melody

A singer, is that what you are?

I also play the lyre...

Oh, a liar, AND a player too! I've met too many men like you.

Oh, no. I'm not like that.

He's not like any man you've met.

That's what I'm working on - A song to fix what's wrong. Take what's broken, make it whole; A song so beautiful, it brings the world back into tune, back into time. And all the flowers will bloom... When you become my wife.

Oh, he's crazy. Why would I become his wife?

Maybe because he'll make you feel alive.

Alive? That's worth a lot... What else ya got?

You Belong With Me (Taylor Swift)

Sirius and James, unable to figure out why they're so bothered by the amount of people who have suddenly started flirting with Remus after the summer of fifth year.

He's just... he's theirs. Their werewolf. Their scrawny motherfucker. Their Moony.

Just.

Theirs.

Oh.

She doesn't get your humor like I do She'll never know your story like I do

Walk in the streets with you in your worn-out jeans I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be And you've got a smile that can light up this whole town I haven't seen it in a while You say you're fine, I know you better than that

Standing by and waiting at your backdoor Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry And I know your favorite songs, and you tell me about your dreams Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me...

Have you ever thought, just maybe, you belong with me? You belong with me.

Scrawny (Wallows)

I just really love Remus Lupin, okay?

Used to be level with all my friends Still wear the same shoes I did back then I don't think they've ever been untied I can't regret the things I don't try I'd switch it up but I don't like change Only content if things stay the same Don't care to watch the story unfold Hate feeling like I'm not in control I've been sleeping with the light on I tend to freak myself out Will you come a little closer?

I say the wrong shit at the right times If I'm offending them, I don't mind Maybe they all should listen to me It isn't all about what you see Question though, how do I look to you? Am I so thin that you can see through? I've been sleeping with the light off I wanted to remember Will you come a little closer now?

I'll be one of those people you remember They'll be looking at us when were together I'll be a mannequin you can dismember You don't like my clothes but you still like my smile Take me home to mom but it'll take awhile They might think they're cooler than me by a mile I can still have wisdom and look like a child

I'm a scrawny motherfucker with a cool hairstyle

Hate You (Seann Bowe)

Severus and Lily after the Incident. Still loving each other, but not knowing why or how. Having a million things to say, but never the words.

I'm sorry. What a tragic fucking joke.

Look at me now, such a pitiful place You found someone I thought that'd help erase These crazy thoughts that we were never broken You can't see red flags through rose colored glasses!

I killed you in my head now If I see you out with friends I'll just tell myself that it's a phantom or illusion Guess I haven't chosen which

I hate that I miss you, I hate that I'm lost I hate those dead flowers you taped to your wall I hate that you're okay and I can't move on I hate that somehow this is all my fault! I hate that I'm wide awake watching the door I hate these long showers sitting on the floor I hate in the end it was me who was wrong I hate that I don't really hate you at all

But I kind of wish I did...

I don't really hate you at all.

Bitter And The Sweetness (The Ready Set)

James and Sirius and Remus, dancing in the rain. Sirius is screaming up at the sky, and James is pulling Remus against him, quelling his shivering in an instant.

“I love you,” he whispers, and Remus beams, throwing his arms around his neck and kissing him as Sirius screams, “ELECTRIFY ME MOTHERFUCKER!” at the clouds.

That’s love, bitch.

Troublemaker look on your face Followed by a smile and I melt away It ain't always been this lovely We turn the ice and start a fire, melt away

It don't happen overnight It's laughing after fights Knowing which song I should sing to make you smile again Your favorite flowers How I know before you say, "It's gonna be okay"

Love, I think we got time to make mistakes Bitter and the sweetness, I just love the taste

You give me trouble in the best way When you let your hair down I can't look away You've just always been that lovely We turn the dark into light You'll be staying close

Like the time we got stuck out in the rain When you took my hand said, "Baby, we should stay."

Serenade (BANNERS)

James Potter's ghost, watching over Sirius Black forevermore. You don't just leave your soulmate behind. Never.

Stolen, some people stay a life, some for a moment Some hearts they set a light just to be frozen And so we're out of time, broken But now you've got the chance to travel oceans I hope the world's as wide as you were hoping Don't let heartache cloud your mind

If the days go darker, darling And you lose your way Go on, go on, I'm not beside you But I'll be the song there in the silence Let go, let go, darling, it's over now You're on your own, but I'm on your shoulder I'll always be your serenade, serenade, I I'll always be your serenade

They told you It's not the being drunk, it's being sober That's when it really hits you that it's over It's hard to say goodbye So you can keep me Somewhere out of reach but if you need me Just hum these memories and you can feel me I'm always standing by Go and write your story, darling You will find your place

You can always remember that I'm here to ease your mind I'm on your side and You can call me and just like that I'll sing a song to bring you home, babe

It's Quiet Uptown (from "Hamilton")

Remus, alone. His husband gone, his friends dead, his family murdered. Nothing left for him, until...

"Padfoot."

A sheepish smile.

"Hi, Moony."

Remus takes a deep breath. Sirius reaches for his hand.

They'll figure it out.

There are moments that the words don't reach There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can And push away the unimaginable The moments when you're in so deep It feels easier to just swim down And so they move uptown And learn to live with the unimaginable

I spend hours in the garden, I walk alone to the store And it's quiet uptown, I never liked the quiet before And I pray, that never used to happen before

If you see him in the street Walking by himself, talking to himself, have pity You would like it uptown, it's quiet uptown He is working through the unimaginable His hair has gone grey He passes every day They say he walks the length of the city You knock me out, I fall apart Can you imagine?

Look at where we are Look at where we started I know I don't deserve you But hear me out That would be enough If I could spare his life If I could trade his life for mine He'd be standing here right now And you would smile and that would be enough

I don't pretend to know The challenges we're facing I know there's no replacing what we've lost And you need time But I'm not afraid I know who I married Just let me stay here by your side That would be enough

There are moments that the words don't reach There's a grace too powerful to name We push away what we can never understand We push away the unimaginable They are standing in the garden Standing there side by side She takes his hand It's quiet uptown

Forgiveness, can you imagine? Forgiveness, can you imagine? If you see him in the street Walking by her side, talking by her side, have pity They are going through the unimaginable

Dynasty (MIIA)

The Marauders are dead and gone, did you know?

But they were great once. Unstoppable. Invincible, young, in love.

Can you tell? Can you...

Remember?

Some days, it's hard to see if I was a fool or you a thief Made it through the maze to find my one in a million And now you're just a page torn from the story I'm living The scar I can't reverse And the more it heals, the worse it hurts Gave you every piece of me, no wonder it's missing Don't know how to be so close to someone so distant

And all I gave you is gone Tumbled like it was stone It all fell down, it all fell down

Thought we built a dynasty that heaven couldn't shake Thought we built a dynasty like nothing ever made Thought we built a dynasty forever couldn't break up.

Dancing After Death (Matt Maeson)

Oh. It's you. You're here.

I never thought I'd see you again.

Do I know better than this? You're a word that I can't forget Though the thought rattles my brain Will you fold or will you remain?

If I don't get better than this man in my skin If I let go, would you hold on? Would we fly? Is it safer if we just say that we tried? Are we laughing at the danger?

As the sun waits to eclipse And the taste teases my lips I'm too tired to wrestle with it Will we burn, or will we repent?

Are we dancing after death, you and I?

[bultaereume]

music tag!

rules: list ten songs that you like, each by a different artist (solo songs of band members count as a different artist) and tag people!

thank you for tagging me @yoongistics and @marvelousbangtan  🥰

Blue Hour - TOMORROW X TOGETHER

Control - Zoe Wees

Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters - Maren Morris

Black Swan - BTS

Last Young Renegade - All Time Low

Birds - Imagine Dragons

Everybody Talks - Neon Trees

Way Down We Go (Stripped) - KALEO

Epiphany - Jin (BTS)

A.M. - One Direction

these are my fave songs atm, but they change almost every day or i listen to the same song for 238957 hours...

anyway, i’m tagging: @jiminmochis ✨ @taelepathysroom ✨ @bunngoo ✨ @gukslove ✨ @mind-with-a-melody ✨  @peterbenjiparker ✨ @musicalkeys @yourstrulyamour (idk which one you’re using) ✨ @thisetaernallove  ✨ @joonsgalore  ✨ @dis-easemp3

and if you’ve already done this or don’t want to just ignore this 

[dancing-the-hellfire-rumba]

I Won’t Hate You But Oh It Stings

Warnings: Angst, so fucking cheesy, a wee bit of fluff Pairing: Sam x Reader Challenge: Ten Days of Kaleo Box Ticked: Save Yourself Word Count: 3.5k A/N: I’m actually very excited for this, I worked hard on it and it’s the longest fic I’ve ever written. I hope you enjoy :) The title is inspired by a song from my favorite woman in the world (the song has nothing to do with the fic but if felt right as a title) Feedback always appreciated

She hated him. She hated him so much

How dare he? How dare he just waltz in her life and mess it all up. How dare he shake up her perfectly still waters, how dare he create tsunamis of feelings every time he was with her and then leave her with the turmoil in her stomach briefly touched but abandoned. How dare he have done this to her?

He left her hollow. There was nothing left to say, nothing left to feel, nothing left but the void that enveloped her thoughts in a swirling darkness. She was empty, void of emotions for she was left so devastated, so broken hearted that everything seemed to move around her but she was absolutely still. She was like a heavy rock in the ocean.

Bright hazel eyes filled her mind every time she thought of him, bright, safe and warm. So perfectly warm, like a big hug during a bad day. Butterscotch strands would fall in front of his prismatic eyes and my god he looked beautiful. That smile that brightened the entire room and those dimples, Jesus those dimples. Hands that were so gentle despite their size and arms strong enough to lift and break a fridge, true story.

She didn’t remember how she met him. She was a little too drunk for her memory to actually keep conversations and events fresh. The first moment her memory has collected is her dimly lit room, gentle eyes looking down at her with care and a soft fingertip brushing back her strands behind her ear.

“You’ll be okay” Those were the three words she remembers and God knows why he had said them. What she didn’t know was how often her mind would be replaying these words in situations she couldn’t even begin to imagine

You’ll be okay.

The morning after, she jerked up from her slumber, eyes blinking owlishly, head carrying a hammering pain. Any image of the man briefly passing through her thoughts convinced her he was but a dream. That’s until the feet that dragged her heavy, aching body towards her kitchen, lead her to a certain piece of paper on her counter, right next to a glass of water and a package of Advil.

Hey,

You probably don’t remember me, you drank a little too much last night, I figured you’d have a major headache right now.

No, we didn’t have sex last night but there was this big bar fight, -that might I say you kicked ASS at but that’s not the point- so I recommend icing your eye. It looked like you needed it. I just brought you home and you asked me to stay over -I didn’t-

If you need anything just call me

Sam

She flipped the page around, realizing there were digits scribbled across the page. She touched her eye in a rough movement and jumped, realizing he was right. It needed icing.

So dream man was actually real? Hm. He seemed like a really cool guy, taking care of her like that though he barely knew her and didn’t take advantage of her. Of course she doesn’t remember what she told him in her drunken state, but he was worth getting to know over a  cup of strong coffee. After the lights stopped making her suffer, that is.

It weighs heavier on one's heart I could tell right from the start that Sweeter ones are hard to come across

Somewhen mid-day, she sat on her couch, freshly showered and collected enough, Sam’s paper in her hands along with her phone. She typed in the number and contemplated on pressing the call button when she said ‘fuck it’ and threw caution to the wind. She pressed the green button and held the phone against her ear. He had already seen her drunk, how much more of a fool of herself could she have made?

Heart pumping wildly against her ribcage, she heard the faint beeping that signaled calling. She waited and waited, slowly giving up hope. She knew this was a long shot anywa-

“Hello?” a male voice rang through the phone.

“Uhm, uh…” She stared blankly across the room and pinched her leg to concentrate on her thoughts enough to speak. “Hi, uh, is this Sam?”

“It is. And you are?”

“My name is Y/n. I’m the hot mess of a girl from yesterday? Yeah” She chuckled dryly. Sam ‘oh’ed and let out a small laugh.

“Right! Hey! How’re you holding up? I didn’t think you’d actually call”

“Well I just called to say thank you. I cannot begin to imagine what my drunk ass put you through” He chuckled.

“No no, your drunk ass is actually pretty fun” he joked, making her smile

“I highly doubt that. But I’d like to repay you. Do you wanna go out for a coffee or something?” Smooth y/n. She rolled her eyes at herself.

“Uhm” Sam seemed to hesitate as a sigh rang through the phone.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to, I understand” She couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed by this turn of events.  She kinda really wanted to meet this guy.

“No, it’s not that, it’s just” He huffed, frustrated “Can we make it tomorrow? At 6?” he asked. She took a deep breath of relief and nodded.

“Yeah! Of course!” She vocalized her agreement, nodding eagerly.

“Great! I’ll come pick you up then?” She could hear the smile in his voice.

“Sure” She grinned.

“Awesome. I’ll see you tomorrow, then”

“Okay. I’ll see you then.” She bit her lip “Oh and Sam?” She asked, hoping he hadn’t hung up on her. He hummed “Thank you for everything, yesterday”

“It was nothing, really” Sam smiled, voice gentler.

“Well I gotta go right now” She stated, not very eager to leave the call “But yeah. You better be here! Six pm sharp!” She commanded playfully. Sam chuckled

“Yes ma’am!” he saluted back.

“Goodbye, Sam”

“Bye, y/n.”

And to that coffee date they went. She still can’t decide if it’s the best or worst thing that ever happened to her.

Well there is more than meets the eye Heart like yours is rare to find

She discovered the incredible person that Sam Winchester was. In that coffee shop they shared so many things. He was a rare human being. Gentle, caring and kind but there was an underlying ferocity and pain that was shimmering and waited for the right moment to appear. His hazel-green eyes stared into her own. His smile made the room brighter, more vivid, as if his heart was shining through. As they looked into each other she felt an instant connection between them. And for that very moment she believed that she had found a safe haven in his smile

It all started off with long stares each other and being too nervous to spark a conversation, although there was already so much going on between them without any words being said. She misses it. He didn’t know how vicious she could be and she wasn’t aware of how easily he can walk away from things. It was simply a wild attraction between two complete strangers, it was a staring contest, it was lust without the complications.

And then… then suddenly the complications sparked up. The turmoils of emotions swarmed both their bodies and hearts and minds and every time she flashed through his thoughts, his stomach clenched in the anticipation of seeing her again.

One cold, rainy night, Sam appeared on her doorstep, soaked to the bone, panting like a dog.

“Sam-?” She had no time to finish her sentence, no time to ask what’s wrong because he pulled her face in his hands and kissed her so passionately, her knees buckled. One arm wrapped around her waist to hold her up as she clung to his wet shirt, hands grabbing whatever they could find, gripping his shoulders, running up his chest and burying themselves in his hair. A pained moan shuddered through Sam, making her pull back and look at him, really look at him.

Hazel eyes lust blown but full of pain, crying for help. She held his cheeks gently, pecked his lips and wrapped him up in a hug, holding him protectively to her, like he was the purest gem she had ever encountered, like he must be protected at all costs. All fucks about her being equally soaked as him, being thrown out the window as she held him.

She guided him towards her bathroom, giving him the biggest and fluffiest towel she owned and running to her room as he entered the shower. She rummaged through her drawers and found her older brother’s sweatpants she had stolen and an oversized tee, along with some boxers she owned. She let him shower, neither of them having spoken a word from the moment he burst in. She silently entered the bathroom, while the water ran, leaving him the dry clothes and hanging the rest.

She went downstairs, made hot chocolate and ordered pizza, determined to have him stay for the night. As she wiped the counter, an excuse to keep herself busy, two arms wrapped around her waist. She smiled, dropping the rag she was holding, before she turned around in his arms and gave him a soft smile. Two fingers lifted his chin and his eyes met hers.

“Whatever is wrong,” her thumb started tracing his jaw softly “know that I won’t run,” Sam’s eyes fluttered closed, long lashes on his cheeks. “no matter how crazy, no matter how stupid you believe it is” she was whispering “I won’t run. Do you know why?” Sam shook his head, eyes still closed “Sammy, look at me” Hazel irises met hers. Her hand fully cupped his jaw. “I won’t run because I love you, Sam”

Bug-eyed and slackened mouthed, Sam stared at her, gaping. She leaned on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek, mouth, travelling to his hairline, kissing him there just as protectively as she held him earlier. “I’m not forcing you to answer or say it back. Just know that I’m not going anywhere” She brushed some strands back, tucking them behind his ears. “Okay?” Sam’s eyes casted downwards, nodding, before he hugged her tightly against him, tears starting to soak her shirt

Little things that make you smile Dancing barefoot in the dark If only I had strength to change your mind Oh for what you need You will not sleep Choose your words before you speak Can you see that all you've got is time?

About half an hour later, Sam and her were cuddling on the couch, mindlessly watching a movie and munching on a pizza.

“I am sometimes scared to tell you how badly I’ve screwed up in my life.” Sam started saying. She placed the slice she was eating back in the box, licked her fingers and had her absolute, undivided attention on him “I... shake in fear that you will be disappointed in me, that you will yell at me, and, worse, that you will have to share my pain and misery.��� He ran a hand through his hair, eyes anywhere but on her. “I still choose to keep many things a secret but I know that if I were to tell you, you will be disappointed; you will yell at me; you will feel the agony. And I-” he sucked in a shuddering breath, trying to keep his act together “I don’t want to disappoint you, or chase you away. Because trust me, what I’m hiding is more than what you can imagine” He started fidgeting, fingers playing with hers.

“I’ve been wanting to say this all day today, but I was afraid that it was too early. Then you said it and now i-” he sighed “I knew though. I was sure. I knew that I loved you. I love you so much and it scares the hell out of me” He looked up at her. “Cause in the world i come from, the people I love, everyone, gets hurt, dies, or worse”

“Sam” she snuggled closer to him “It doesn’t scare me” His arms tightened around her, pulling her closer to him, to make sure she was actually there. “Whatever it is that is chasing you, whatever it is I’m risking; my life, my sanity, my everything, there’s nothing and I mean nothing that can successfully  tear me away from you”

 Save yourself Oh won't you save yourself Oh darlin' save yourself for someone else Yeah, save yourself Oh darlin' save yourself Oh won't you save yourself for someone else

“Don’t” he seemed like he was in pain. Like what she had just told him dug into a wound. “Your life has potential, Y/n, you have the chance to go out there, make a life, marry someone, have kids, make a career. You shouldn’t stay with me, I’m not good for you. You have time. Precious time. The second I’m showing you what’s out there, what’s really out there, there’s no going back-”

She placed a hand on his mouth, cutting him off. “If and when I see your past, will you keep me? Will I be able to stay with you?” She asked, eyes thirsty for knowledge but not prying.

“I- I hope so” He said, taking her hand and placing a kiss on her knuckles, pulling her closer, if humanly possible.

“Want to go to bed?” She asked him. They had fallen into place so comfortably. From the moment he kissed her everything just came naturally. The affection proudly shown.

Sam nodded and pushed himself on his feet, pulling her up with him “but first, dance with me” she giggled.

“But there’s no music” She whispered, their tones lowering.

“We don’t need it” he whispered back, pulling her away from the couch and wrapping his muscular, strong arms around her. She sighed and fell against his chest, fingers tangling behind his neck. He gently swayed her around, humming and feeling content.

“I’ll go wherever you take me” She whispered and listened to his heartbeat go skyward.

Don't give in to that feeling Don't give in darkness and faith, yeah You should be safe, yeah, with someone else 

Tell your secrets to the night You do yours and I do mine So we won't have to keep them all inside

 It was around 3am when Sam shot up, screaming and soaked in sweat.

“Sam?!” She grabbed the bottled water from the nightstand, trying to hand it to him, but instead of grabbing the bottle and chugging it down, he grabbed her hand and pulled her on his lap, hugging her tightly against him, with a hand against her head. She buried her nose in his sweaty neck, tossing the closed water bottle on the bed. She hugged him back shushing him and reassuring him that she’s here and not leaving, in small fragile whispers. She peppered his neck with kisses, comforting him in any way she could until his heartbeat returned to a normal rate.

“C’mon, get up” he said, urging her to follow him “I have to show you something” He muttered

“Show me what?” She gazed at him curiously, following his demand anyways but stealing the -now dry- hoodie he had been wearing when he came in her house.

“My story”

And he did. He showed her everything. From the monsters that hide in the dark, to the dreaded November 2nd in 1983, to Stanford, Jess, his brother, his dad, his whole life. Every time she doubted the truth in his words, all she had to do was look in his eyes and see the pain. That really said something.

By the end she had no idea what to say. She hugged him, needing the comfort in the contact and recognizing the same need in him.

It was a horrible awakening. The hunting life. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves, angels, demons, the friggin’ Devil. She definitely didn’t expect his secret to be that big but she stood by her end of the promise.  She wasn’t backing away, she was not leaving.

The following weeks were, in a lack for better words, peaceful. Sam wouldn’t admit it, in fear of it being ruined, but he relished it. The two of them were literally like matching puzzle pieces, everything falling together so comfortably, so perfectly. Like they were cut out to fit each other.

What they didn’t know, unfortunately, was that this stillness? It was the calm before the storm.

Oh, for one so pure  Can't be sold Don't let your feelings take control Hold on to the one thing he's begging for

Sam seemed so shaken up when he came home from the grocery store that day. His eyes would dart around every corner of the room, shoulders rigid and jaw clenched. He was not himself and subconsciously she knew what was coming.

She daren’t ask what was wrong, simply held his hand and gave him a look, to which he responded with a gulp and a nod.

I’m fine.

She’d be stupid or blind, or both, to believe him but she pretended to do so for the sake of respect and privacy. He was a grown-ass man, if he wanted to talk about it, he knew he could, no matter the subject.

The next day when she woke up, the other side of the bed was cold. A pit grew in her stomach. She prayed he was just off to somewhere, or just in the kitchen preparing breakfast like he would do occasionally. Of course, that wasn’t the case when she walked down the stairs. A white paper caught her eye on the counter top.

With trembling fingers, she walked towards it. Immediately, she recognized Sam’s writing. Her heart fell to her stomach, breath shortening.

Save yourself Oh won't you save yourself Go on and save yourself for someone else Yes darlin' save yourself Oh won't you save yourself So go on and save yourself for someone else

 Woah are you gonna break?(2) Woah what's it gonna take? Yeah are you gonna break? (3 Woah what's it gonna take? Yeah are you gonna break?

 Are you gonna break? Are you gonna break? 

Hey,

I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you this in person.

Dean called. Yes, my brother, the one who died and is supposed to be in the ultimate monster hell, called me yesterday. I have to find him y/n.  I have to. I know you’ll understand, you’re good like that, always have been.

There’s probably a better way to tell you but I know you’ll convince me to come along and there is no way in hell i’m letting you enter the life. Not now, not ever.

Truth is, it chases you, y/n. Hunting will find a way to reach you no matter how hard you try.  You can’t escape it, it’s hell and i’m not letting you live in it.

You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, I cannot forget about you, I can’t move on.  I’d promise I’ll be back but… I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to. I won’t fill you with false hope. I don’t know if I’ll ever get to come home to you again.  Please move on. Forget about me, save yourself. I would too if I were you.

Just know that if I don’t come back, if the world is safe, if you are safe, then it’s worth it. It’s all been worth it.

I love you y/n. I love you more than you’ll ever know.

Sam

 And so it ended the way it started. With a letter. A fucking letter.

Her heart shattered, millions of pieces scraping her insides and she was helpless.

Hushed gusts of betrayal waved through her body and it hurt. My god, it hurt so fucking bad. She would weep and cry, curled up on the floor because nothing and no one could ever provide comfort after him.

She understood. Of course she did. She’d do the same if not worse. That didn’t make the pain better.

Maybe she didn’t hate him. Maybe she just hated the fact that he left. That he left her as an empty shell. She wouldn’t hate him, but oh it stung.

She’d wait. She’d wait for as long as she had to cause from what she knew of Sam, he’d be fine. She wouldn’t save herself because there was nothing to be saved from.

You’ll be okay

And there, on the floor, tear stained, flushed cheeked and sniffly, she realized she was wearing his jumper. And somehow that brought more hope in her than anything ever before.

Are you gonna break? 

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20 songs I’ve been listening to lately

As I’ve been doing a lot of these in the past weeks, thought I’d simply put my yt favourites (from the past ten years or so) on shuffle and see what happens 👀

Bruxa Theme  (from The Witcher 3)

Kodaline - Shed a Tear

Il Volo - Questo Amore

Avenged Sevenfold - Nightmare

Paolo Nutini - Iron Sky

Alec Benjamin ft. Alessia Cara - Let Me Down Slowly

House Targaryen Theme (from Game of Thrones)

The Strokes - You Only Live Once

Thomas Bergersen - Soulseeker

Dancing in the Rain (from The Tudors)

Stand Strong, Stand Together (from Mass Effect)

Tum Ko (from Rockstar)

Sabrina Claudio - Messages From Her

Mystery / Regis Theme (from The Witcher 3)

Thomas Bergersen - Into Darkness

God Particle (from Angels & Demons)

Rhapsody ft. Christopher Lee - The Magic of the Wizard’s Dream

Avril Lavigne - Tell Me It’s Over

KALEO - Vor í Vaglaskógi

Sigrid - Dynamite (Acoustic)

5 things about myself I want my followers to know

I have a huge Tolkien collection 💗 The inventory I did the other day revealed I own 22 CDs/DVDs/cassettes and 64 books in total, and that doesn’t even include the many other items and mementos I have 🙈 

The movies I’ve watched most times at the cinema are AVATAR (about ten times, I think) and Mad Max: Fury Road (five times) 🤓 Obv I also watch the LOTR trilogy every time they do a cinema marathon sdfgsd

If I had more time and energy, I’d spend it all learning languages! I’m more or less fluent in French, English, German, Norwegian, Danish and Swedish and have some (mostly very minimal) knowledge of Quenya, Old English, Na’vi, Sindarin, Irish, Welsh, Spanish, Italian and Russian 🌈 Next on my list are Finnish, Icelandic, Faroese, Old Norse, Arabic and Portuguese 🥰 

After thinking about this much too long and seriously, I finally decided the other day that my Patronus / spirit animal is the raven (thanks @mugglemirror for our nice chat about this 💕)

As a teenager, I had super intense AFI, Avenged Sevenfold and Tokio Hotel phases 😂

Tagging @amantisegreti @technicallysideacc @sunflowrhaz @mugglemirror @le-chardonneret @spellboundzouis @going-there-and-back-again @feanarofinwion @valaruakars @houseofmaedhros and the people who tagged me to do whatever part of this you want 💛✨