#The Black End War
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Action Figures - A Series Overview
Whatâs it About? The series focuses on Carrie Hauser, a 15-year-old girl who one summer experiences two life-changing events: her parents announce theyâre getting divorced, and she gains superhuman abilities after encountering a dying extraterrestrial after he falls to Earth. Her adventure begins after Carrie and her mother Christina move back to Christinaâs childhood home town of Kingsport,âŠ
View On WordPress
#Action Figures#Black Magic Women#Crawling from the Wreckage#Cruel Summer#fiction#Hell Hath No Fury#Power Play#Secret Origins#superhero#superheroes#superheroine#Team-Ups#The Black End War#Unintended Consequences#YA#YA novel#young adult#young adult fiction#Young adult novel#Zero Day
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
The Bolter
Sirius Black x fem!reader who meet again [5.5k words]
prompt: poly!wolfstar or just Sirius x reader in which they were friends with benefits but it was obvious they loved each other even though they acted like they werenât. Then, reader finds out shes pregnant and before telling them, they do something stupid. so reader runs away for a few months. When she comes back (only bc she had to for some reason) shes like 6-7 months pregnant
CW: secret pregnancy, angst, FWB to strangers to lovers, second chance fic, post war trauma, both Sirius and reader are meeesssssssssssyyyyy in this! I don't approve of what they've done but I understand it
âSoâŠsheâs coming back?â Sirius asked cautiously, focusing more on the condensation pooling on the coaster underneath his pint than the concerned gazes of his two best friends.Â
âWell, I donât know if sheâs coming back, but sheâll be here for Harryâs birthday.â James mollified, sharing a nervous look with Remus.
âRight.â Sirius murmured around a swallow; throat tight and dry though neither the pint nor the pitcher of water in front of him looked as though theyâd be able to help him with the matter.Â
âAre you going to be alright?â Remus queried, and Sirius offered him the most arrogant scoff he could muster; he missed by a long shot.
âOf course Iâm going to be alright.â He huffed. âWhy? Canât two friends see each other after five and a half months of silence?âÂ
âSirius-â James started, but Sirius carried on.Â
âSheâs the only one whoâs been silent, you know?â Though he knew that they did indeed both know. âIâve tried. Iâve tried reaching out.âÂ
âPads.â Remus offered consolingly, looking frustratingly like he was going to reach a hand out to Sirius as if he were some over tired toddler on the brink of a meltdown.
âStop, no I- Iâm fine, honest.â He insisted as he took a steadying breath. âI- you⊠talked to her, then?â
James and Remus shared another look before James allowed the segue.Â
âMostly by owl, but she has spoken on the phone with Lily a few times.âÂ
Sirius nodded as he considered this; considered the number of owls Sirius had sent that had gone unanswered - perhaps even unopened if the silence meant anything at all.
âSheâsâŠokay?âÂ
Remus let out a sigh as he shot Sirius a tight smile that looked more like a grimace. âSheâsâŠvague.â
âShe doesnât share a whole lot.â James agreed. âSays sheâs fine, things are good. Mostly asks aboutâŠall of us, Harry.âÂ
âSheâs still staying with that great aunt,â Remus added, âhelping her with the property.âÂ
âShe seeing anyone?â There was no point in pretending that wasnât the most pressing matter in Siriusâ mind; of course it was. And as angry and bitter as the idea made Sirius, it would have been his own fault, his own doing. He had no one to blame but himself.Â
And heâd have to live the rest of his life knowing he was the one who let you slip away - pushed you away - right into the arms of someone else.Â
âNot that sheâs mentioned.â Remus responded honestly; he couldnât say for sure that you werenât, but if you were, you clearly hadnât said anything about it.Â
âRight.â Sirius offered shortly.Â
âPads, IâŠwe would understand if it's too hard for you to see her. If you canât come-â
âDonât be daft.â Sirius scoffed deploringly. âIâm not going to miss my godsonâs birthday. If anyone should be missing it, it should be her; Iâve been here for the past four and a half months, sheâs the one who fucked off for good.â
âSirius-â
âI donât understand why you had to invite her!â Sirius shouted then, startling even himself when he realised how breathless he sounded all of a sudden.Â
James smiled at him sadly; Sirius wished heâd stop doing that. âWe wanted all of Harryâs uncles and his aunt to be there, SiriusâŠitâs important, yeah? WeâŠwe almost didnât get this chance.â
Sirius could feel a wicked migraine coming on; between talking about you, the close calls and the fact that the group of you were all alive following the war by nothing but chance, and the fact that the person Sirius was most angry with was himself, he downed the rest of his pint and flagged the server in favour of having to look at the pitiful gazes being shot at him by Remus and James.
Sirius couldnât tell if he was eager for Harryâs second birthday or dreading it. But like it or not, Sirius was going to be seeing you again.Â
It had felt like a good idea at the time.
It felt beyond foolish now, but it had felt like a good idea at the time.Â
*àłàŒ.àłàż
âSirius, we just won. We just won, why do you have to leave now?â You practically begged as you followed Sirius through his flat.Â
âBecause if I donât get out now, Iâm going to be stuck here for eternity.â He all but spat at you as he shoved articles of clothing into his duffle rather haphazardly. You felt like grabbing the bag from him and folding them properly if the act wouldnât leave you feeling like you were aiding and abetting his abandoning you.
âBut what about James? And Remus? What about Harry? You fought this war for them, and they for you - we just got them back!â
âAnd theyâll be here when Iâm ready to come home!â Sirius shouted; turning to look at you with wild, red rimmed eyes.Â
âWhat about me?â You asked quietly, hating how small you sounded.
âWhat about you?â He asked; face falling painfully neutral. If you didnât know better, you would have thought he was occluding.Â
âIâŠI donât know.â You started awkwardly, shrugging one shoulder. âI thoughtâŠmaybe weâd have a chance now. To try?.â
âY/N.â Sirius sighed as he rubbed harshly at his eyes; entire being oozed exhaustion at having to have this conversation with you. âHave I not been entirely clear about what this was between us?âÂ
âRight.â You agreed quickly, biting roughly on your lip and looking anywhere but at him as he let his hand fall away from his face.Â
âItâsâŠitâs not you, doll-â but even your humourless scoff didnât derail him âIâm not the kind to settle down and be content I- I wouldnât be enough for you.â
âIâm not asking you for any more than what we have, Sirius-â
âYes you are.â
â-I just want you to stay.â
âThatâs too much for me.â He stated; his voice never raised though he may as well have screamed it at you. âI cannot sit here and play house, I cannot be that guy for you.â
âCannot or will not?â You asked quietly, regretting the question the second it came out of your mouth and he looked at you with nothing but pity in his eyes.Â
âY/NâŠâ
âIâm sorry I asked.â You let out with a chuckle as you harshly wiped tears from under your eyes.Â
âItâsâŠitâs not forever, yeah? I justâŠI canât see myself being happy hereâŠnot right now, at least; not for a while.âÂ
âWhere will you go?â Your voice grated painfully as it came out, but you tried to keep an air of nonchalance about you. You wouldnât look at him, but you could see his shoulders shrug helplessly.Â
âI donât knowâŠeverywhere. Anywhere.â
Anywhere was better than stuck here with you, apparently.Â
âI hope itâs nice, wherever it is.â You offered, and you found that you meant it. As much as it hurt to say, you really, really meant it. Sirius had been fighting and running his entire life, and he finally won. If he wanted to celebrate his victory by taking off to be that rich, vague uncle who popped by with lavish gifts every so often, who were you to deny him?Â
You loved him.
You were in love with him.
You loved him enough to let him go.Â
*àłàŒ.àłàż
He had sent James a postcard a few weeks later. Turns out he started in the South of France; his family had a home there that had been left untouched by the war, and Sirius was going to start by figuring out what to do with the property.Â
And you? Well, you found out you were pregnant.Â
You suppose it was a small mercy that Sirius wasnât here to know; youâre sure it would have hurt more hearing him tell you he was leaving if there were two of you he couldnât find it in him to love. You would have hated it even more if he felt trapped into staying with you just for this.
But all this meant was that you couldnât stay, either.Â
You supposed that was alright, though; the life you wanted to build here was with Sirius. You loved your friends, but you had a little one to think about now, too.Â
You made up a story about a great aunt needing help tending to her property and wishing to be closer to your relatives now that you could be, now that it was safe. No one questioned it, likely because Remus had done the same following the war; moving back home to help his dad and ailing mother tend the property in whatever ways he could.Â
You found yourself a little cottage, you wrote to the boys and had the occasional phone call with Lily, and you grew.
It had felt like a good idea at the time.Â
But now you were almost six months pregnant and returning home for the first time since you moved to celebrate your nephewâs birthday with all of your closest friends, the love of your life whose child you were carrying, and none of them knew.Â
You wondered if you should even go, but the thought of missing out on sweet Harryâs second birthday that the lot of you almost never got the chance to see made your throat constrict with tears you refused to shed since the war.Â
You wondered if you should tell everyone before you arrived, but the thought of them all discussing you and your pregnancy without you being there left you feeling small and ashamed.Â
You wondered if you should tell Sirius, but you looked over at the stack of unopened letters he had sent to you in the past four months - the first thin, perhaps a postcard, the second and third were thicker, the fourth was by far the thickest (like he had drafted an autobiography that he wanted you to proofread for him), the fifth was similar to the second, whilst the sixth (the last) couldnât be more than one page - and wondered how the hell youâd even start that conversation after all this time.
Hey, remember me? Yeah, the bird who caught feelings during our friends with benefits situation that we both agreed would remain platonic amidst a battle for survival and then begged you to stay with no success? Well, whilst youâve been off probably shagging every beautiful woman across the British Isles, Iâve been pregnant. Right, with your child. How was France, by the way?Â
You swallowed around your gag reflex and groaned at your image in the mirror. You put on a pair of gingham pants with the baggiest band-tee you could find, planned on sucking in the best you could if anyone (when everyone) insisted on a hug and hoped to every deity that they all just assumed youâd been eating really well since the end of the war.Â
You smoothed the fabric over your bump one last time before you left - looking at the proof that, if nothing else, you were protecting more than just yourself, and you let that be enough - before you grabbed Harryâs birthday present and called for Potter Manor, throwing a fistfull of floo powder into your fireplace and travelling by way of the flames.Â
You could hear Harry squealing in delight in one of the adjacent rooms as you stepped into the floo reception room at Potter Manor; a smile taking over your face uninhibitedly at the sounds of the people you loved more than life itself, happy and celebrating.
How could you have gone so long without this?Â
âY/N!â Lily shrieked as she made for you, and you sucked in before returning her hug. âMerlin, you're glowing! Whereâs your aunt's place again?âÂ
âErm. Killarney.â You offered; not entirely untrue - you did have an aunt in Killarney.Â
âWell,â she let out with a breath, eyes turning a touch glassy as they darted across your face, âit seems that Irish airâs been for you.âÂ
You smiled back at your friend before pulling her back in for another hug. âIâve missed you, Lils.â
âDonât let it go so long next time, yeah? We can come to you, too; Iâm teaching James how to be a muggle, and Harryâs only had the odd burst of accidental magic yet. We could play the part in front of your aunt.âÂ
âIâd love that, Lily.â You responded earnestly.Â
âY/N!â James hollered then before you were being bodily tackled by the former quidditch chaser, a brief flash of anxiety at his hold around your stomach abating only when he relinquished his hold on you. âWhere in the sodding hell have you been!?â
âKillarney.â Lily answered for you.Â
âI love Killarney!âÂ
âHave you ever been to Killarney, Prongs?â Remus asked then, appearing in the door as he leaned against the archway.Â
âNo! But I love it there! I just know it!âÂ
âHey Moony.â You greeted, quickly accepting his open arms and breathing him in.
âWeâve missed you.â He murmured into your hair, and you couldnât help the traitorous hitch in your heart that he mightâve meant-
âUncle Pafoo!â Harry squealed, suddenly standing right underneath you.Â
âThatâs right, Haz!â The voice that haunts your dreams called out. âAuntie is here!â
âHullo, Harry!â You cheered as you picked him up, sucking in before settling on your hip. âHappy birthday, little dude.âÂ
âAm two!â He announced as he held up four fingers.Â
âYou are two! Way to go!â You laughed. âIs everyone here?â You asked the room, shooting Sirius a tight smile so you couldnât be accused of hostility when your heart stuttered for an entirely different reason.Â
He looked tired - a bone deep tired that no amount of sleep could rectify - and the bags under his eyes seemed to be chronic. But he was still so beautiful; his hair had grown slightly longer since the last time youâd seen it, the last time youâd run your fingers through it, the last time youâd brought sheers to it, and he donned more than a few new tattoos if the few you could see were enough to go by.Â
You had to look away.
âRegâs going to be by after work; his part-time student called in sick so he needed to be there to close the shop himself. Thankfully, theyâre only open in the morning on Sundayâs.â Remus explained kindly.
âGood, itâll be nice to see him.â You offered, and the room fell slightly awkward.
âUncle Pafoo, aeroplane?â Harry asked then, and whatever exhaustion seemed to be plaguing Sirius vanished as he beamed at his godson.Â
âAbsolutely, little man!â He agreed, holding his arms out and taking Harryâs weight from you.
âDo you want something to drink, Y/N? Wine? Beer, Cider? Juice? Water?â James rapid fire, causing Lily to groan.Â
âWe just got her back, Potter. Do try to control yourself.âÂ
âWater would be great, Jamie. Thank you.â You laughed, following the group into the open concept kitchen-to-living room.Â
Save the fact that you and Sirius seemed to be doing acrobatics to avoid each other, you were almost stunned at how easy and natural being back here felt. Regulus returned and the two of you shared friendly jibes, Lily caught you up on all of the drama at the Ministry, James strong armed you into agreeing to join them for their next pub quiz night, and Remus said that your old professors all wished you well.Â
You loved your cottage - the home youâd built for yourself and your little one - but you found yourself feeling homesick for here, and you hadnât even left yet.
You were leaning on your elbows against the kitchen island, watching Sirius and Regulus pretend to be knights in shining armour as they fought off a fire breathing dragon (Harry) to save the princess (James) when Remus appeared beside you and mirrored your stance.Â
âItâs not the same without you, you know?â He murmured then.Â
âBut they seem to be alright.â You responded simply, and Remus allowed the two of you to fall into silence for a few beats.
âHow far along are you?âÂ
You stood up straight and turned to stare at him in horror, only to see him smiling kindly at you.Â
âHow do you-â
âLycanthropy - I could smell it on you.â He said with an embarrassed wrinkle of his nose. âI knew Lily was pregnant before she did.â
You shushed him and looked over your shoulder to ensure no one else could hear you.
âCome.â He said with a sigh, gently taking you by the elbow and ushering you out of the sliding doors to the back yard and closing it behind the two of you.Â
âRemus-â
âIs it his?â He cut you off; his face held no judgement though perhaps just a touch of concern. For you or his best friend/virtual brother-in-law, you werenât sure.
âYes.â You whispered, not bothering to clarify who he was talking about; you both knew.Â
Remus simply nodded as he looked you over. âIs that why you left?â
âHe left first.â You hissed petulantly.
âHe left you, but you left all of us.â Remus countered somewhat sternly. âBesides, I didnât ask about him; is this why you left?â
âYes.â
âWhy?âÂ
âBecause, Remus!â You shouted, tears flooding your vision as you turned to look at him. âBecause he didnât want to be here. He didnât want this, he didnât want me. I wasnât going to force him to come back just because⊠just because.âÂ
âDonât you think he should have been able to make that choice for himself?â Remus asked gently.
âHe chose! He did choose! He told me he couldnât play house, he told me he couldnât be this person for me. I loved him enough to accept that. I loved him enough to let him go.â
âLoved?â Remus asked with a tilt of his head. âPast tense?âÂ
âRemus.â You groaned. âPlease.â
âHe came back for you, you know.â Remus pointed out. âHe left you, you left us, but he came back for you.âÂ
âStop it.â
âItâs true, Y/N.â
âAnd so what if it is?â You nearly sobbed. âSo what if he did, Remus? What can I do? I canât go back in time and change my mind, I canât go back and fix this. He made choices, I made choices, and here we are.âÂ
Remus heaved a sigh and looked at you sadly. âI don't think either of you realise that your choices donât have to remain permanent; there can be an expiration date on them.âÂ
You were catching your breath from your mini temper tantrum when you heard the glass door slide open, both you and Remus turning to see Sirius standing there almost shy - far shier than youâd ever seen him before. Â
âJust talk to him? Okay? You..donât have to tell him now, justâŠtalk to him.â Remus whispered before heading towards the door, clapping Sirius on the back before disappearing back into the house.Â
âHey.â Sirius offered cautiously after a few beats of silence, coming to stand beside you as the two of you looked over the railing of the patio to the rest of the manor grounds.Â
âHey.â You returned dumbly, clearing your throat before continuing. âYouâŠyou look good, Sirius.â
Sirius scoffed, and you could feel your shoulder rising before you saw him smirk at you - if not somewhat sadly - cutting you a playful glare from the corner of his eye. âDid you take up lying there in Ireland?âÂ
You let out a breathy half-laugh. âIâm not lying.âÂ
âThen you need glasses. I look like shite.â
âYou look tired.â You amended.Â
âIâm exhausted.â He agreed, and the two of you lapsed into silence.Â
âYou look good, though.â He continued. âHealthy.â
You hummed in agreement. âFunny what not having to run on rations and broken hours of sleep on military cots does for a person.â
âWhy havenât I heard from you, Y/N?â He blurted then, turning his entire body to face you.Â
âSirius, I-â
âEveryone else has. Youâve spoken to Lily on the phone. James and Remus have gotten letters. Even Reg got a postcard for his birthday.âÂ
âIâm sorry.â Was all you could manage to say.
âI wrote to you.â He continued. âLetters, a lot. Did you get them?â
You nodded your head yes shamefully.
âDid you read them?â
You felt your heart splinter at how hopeful and heartbroken he sounded over it. You felt like scum of the earth when you shook your head no, and he let out a sigh.
âI guess that makes me feel a little bit better, then.â He said as he lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.Â
You found yourself taking a step away from him when you asked âwhy does that make you feel better?â
He let out a humourless laugh that forced smoke from his lips. âAt least now I know that my begging for a second chance, begging you to come home, professing my love for you isnât what kept you away.â
âSirius-â
âI messed up, Y/N.â He declared earnestly. âIâŠI was fucking scared, terrified. Iâd spent so much of my life living with one foot on the threshold of hell that after the war, I didnât know how to live amongst the undead.â
He took a moment to catch his breath as if heâd run all the way here just to tell you something. âAnd I ran. I bolted, IâŠâ
âYou left.â You finished for him.Â
âI left.â He agreed. âI⊠I didnât know, Y/N.â
âDidnât know what?â You asked as you choked back tears.
âDidnât know what I had, or what I wanted. Or that I had everything that I wanted.â
âAnd you do, now? You know what you want?â You asked, and a look of determination painted his features as he met your gaze head on.
âFor my entire life, I had never known what family meant, so I wasnât even aware that Iâd created my own with all of you until Iâd risked it all. I was so sure I didnât want to be like my parents that I never realised I may actuallyâŠwant to be a parent someday. I was so sure I didnât want to be my father that I never realised I actually did want to be a partner someday. I was so certain Iâd never know what true love felt like that I didnât even realise I had it right here all along with you.âÂ
âSirius-â
âI messed up. I left. But what I donât understand is why you did. Or why you stayed away.â He took a step towards you with his cigarette long forgotten in one of his hands, the ash threatening to burn his fingers before you plucked it and stubbed it out on the stone railing. He barely flinched. âWhyâd you go?â
âI didnât want to sit around and wait for you, Sirius. I- it hurt, I was hurt. And then-â
âIâm sorry.â He offered quickly, but you shook your head.
âIâm not telling you this for you to be sorry, I just-â
âI came back for you.â
âBut it wasnât just about me anymore, Sirius!â You shouted then, and you watched his brows furrow before his face fell in horror.Â
âYouâre seeing someone.â He asked, though he phrased it as more of a statement; like heâd been expecting it.
âIâm not seeing anyone, Sirius.â You sighed.
âThen whyâd you leave? Whyâd you stay away?â
âBecause Iâm pregnant.â You blurted, and Sirius fell silent. âIâm almost six months pregnant.â
âSix-â He started, eyes falling to your stomach still hidden behind the baggy article of clothing before you smoothed the fabric over your ever rounding bump. âSix months. SixâŠâ
You let him do the maths in the head as he stared hard at your stomach like he was sitting in divination and it was a crystal ball that might just give him the answers if only he stared at it long enough.
âItâs mine?â He finally concluded.
âYes.â You whispered.
âItâs mine. Youâre pregnant, itâs mine.â He murmured, before his eyes met yours again. âYouâre pregnant with my child?â
âRight.â You agreed, and he crumpled to a heap on the floor.Â
âSirius Orion Black,â Sirius heard Remus hiss, clearly hovering somewhere over him, âI swear to Godric if you do not wake up and eat some of this godsdamned vanilla cake you bought, your brother is going to skin you alive.âÂ
âItâs true.â James agreed from somewhere on Siriusâ other side. âHe actually ran to the store when he found out you bought vanilla because he knew Remus wouldnât eat any of it. Remus is going to get his chocolate cake, and youâre going to get egged.âÂ
âShut up.â Sirius hissed as he scrunched his eyes closed. âFuck.â
âHow do you feel, mate?â James asked rather jovially as he clapped him roughy on the shoulder.
âLike hell.â
âWhyâs that?â Remus joined in.
âBecause I was in the middle of a dream and you sods woke me up going on about cake.â He muttered as he opened his eyes, realising then that heâd been propped up on a number of cushions in one of Lily and Jamesâ spare rooms.
âSâhe awake?â Lily whispered, and Sirius craned his neck to see you and Lily poke your heads into the room.
âOh my gods.â Sirius breathed as he sat up, likely far too fast for someone who fell unconscious mere moments ago. âOh my gods, youâre actually here?âÂ
âDid you hit your head, mate?â James asked as he prodded at Siriusâ head, causing Sirius to swat his arms away as he shifted towards the edge of the bed.
âYouâre here.â He whispered as you slowly made your way into the room.
âIâm here.â You offered cautiously, eyes darting around at your oldest friends like there might be some secret threat lurking in the room.
âYouâre pregnantâŠâ He tried then, punching the air right out of Lily and James who both spun to stare at you in shock.
You smoothed the fabric of your shirt over your midsection again to expose a very obvious (now that everyone could actually see it) baby bump.Â
âOh my gods!â Lily and James chorused, causing Remus to snort.
âYou knew, didnât you!?â Lily accused Remus who held his hands up in surrender.Â
âOnly when she walked in, and not a second sooner.âÂ
âWith my child.â Sirius continued, and you nodded at him.Â
âY/N.â Lily winced. âYou-â
âYou sodding scared me!â You shrilled then, grabbing one of the throw pillows James had dumped onto the ground to make room for Sirius and swinging it at him.
âI scared you!?â Sirius shrieked right back, much to the delight of Harry who started banging on the throw pillow that had landed beside him.Â
âI thought I killed you!â
âOh, well Iâm terribly sorry that finding out the woman Iâve been in love with for years and pining hopelessly over for months - who was missing for all intents and purposes, may I remind you - is pregnant with my child happened to be a little shocking.â Sirius sneered sarcastically.Â
âWell I only went âmissingâ because the man Iâve been hopelessly in love with for years and pining hopelessly over for months took off an-â The abrupt end of your statement nearly gave the room whiplash as you cut yourself off mid sentence and stared at Sirius like youâd never seen him before.Â
âWhatâŠwhat just happened?â James whispered carefully.
âYears?â You whispered then, and Sirius hated every version of himself that deigned to let you go without knowing just how loved you were.
âProbably when we were still just cosmic dust.â Sirius smiled sadly. âIâm sorry I didnât always realise, Iâm sorry I didnât make sure that you knew.â
âI take it to guess there isnât an aunt in Killarney?â Lily offered then, smiling kindly at you when you turned your attention towards her.
âNo, I- I think there actually is an aunt in Killarney, I just donât live with her.â
âWhere do you live?â Sirius asked eagerly, wondering if you could hear it in his voice or even see on his face just how desperate he was to know everything about you.
âNear Tintagel.â You offered abashedly as Remus slapped his hand on his thigh.
âYou minx!â He scolded you. âYou lived basically across the channel from me this whole time!â
âI hope itâs nice, wherever it isâ You offered him then, smiling through your tears as Sirius swallowed around his bile threatening its way up his oesophagus.
âI hope itâs nice.â Sirius blurted suddenly, and Sirius thanked the heavens for Remus John Lupin who seemed to understand that the conversation delved beyond the need of an audience, scooping Harry up and closing the door behind Lily, James, and himself to give you two some privacy.Â
âItâs nice.â You offered wetly. âItâs quiet.â
Sirius hummed in acknowledgement. âIn Tintagel, near Merlinâs cave?â
You laughed, which saw Sirius smiling. âIâm not right in Tintagel, just outside. My neighbours are mostly sheep.âÂ
âDoes it have a picket fence?â
âTo keep the sheep out of my garden.â You nodded with a smile.
âFlowers; lots of them.â Sirius deduced, you nodded again though Sirius watched your smile falter.
âYouâd probably hate it.â
âAre you there?â He asked quickly.
âWell, usually, yes.â You offered, and Sirius shrugged easily.
âSounds as though it might be my favourite place in the world, then.âÂ
The next breath that left you shuddered on its way out, and Sirius finally stood and met you in the middle of the room; close enough to touch but not daring to. He hadnât earned that right yet.Â
âTake me with you?â He all but begged then, and your face crumpled in misery.
âSirius, I donât want you to follow me because you have to, I-â
âI donât have to though, I know I donât; I know youâd never make me.â He assured you then, lifting a hand but pausing to wait for you to nod at him before he placed it on your upper arm. âThe letters, Y/N, I- Iâve been looking for you for months.â
A sob tore through you as you lowered your head, and Sirius allowed himself to catch it in his free hand.Â
âI donât want you to feel bad; Iâm not telling you so that you feel bad, love.â The endearment falling off his tongue so easily now that he had you in his arms. âBut I need you to know that I want you - any of you, all of you - and have for a very long time.âÂ
âItâs justâŠyou said-â and Sirius knew exactly what he said; he had played that conversation over and over and over in his mind until he found himself sick over it more than once. But we waited for you to tell him anyhow; heâd always wait for you. âYou couldnât settle down and be content, you couldnât play house; you werenât that kind of guy.âÂ
âI know, doll. I know.â He whispered. âIâŠI didnât think I was capable of it. I didnât think I deserved everything I wanted and I knew that you deserved better. That you deserve better.â
âBut?â
âBut Iâd be happy to spend the rest of my life trying to prove you otherwise; trying to give you everything you deserve.â
âSiriusâŠâ You sighed, and Sirius could see your walls cracking. âIâŠIâm-â
âTake me home? Please?â He begged then, words interrupted by a sob of his own. âTo Tintagel, to Killarney, to bloody fucking Azkaban or the bottom of the sodding ocean, I donât care where it is just as long as itâs with you, please. Please.â
Your hands landed on Siriusâ chest and he was sure you could feel his hummingbird heart beating under your fingertips. He only hoped you knew how it beat for you.Â
âPlease bring me home?â
James didnât know if he could consider this a success or not.Â
His motivation was not singular; it was a âhit two fairies with one gobstoneâ sort of scenario, so to speak. Was his son turning two? Indeed he was! Was James throwing a party for said sonâs birthday? Youâre damned right he was. But was it also a really good excuse to force two of his idiot best friends into the same room again? Absolutely.
Except James seems to have gotten slightly more than he bargained for; Sirius falling unconscious in his childhood backyard, you sobbing into Lilyâs shoulder out in the hallway as he and Remus tried to bring him back from the dead, Remus sneering at a slice of birthday cake like it personally offended him and Regulus threatening to defend his boyfriendâs honour, and - apparently - a new niece or nephew coming in the next three-ish months.Â
But when he looked over to see you and Sirius emerging from the spare room - both of your faces tear stained and puffy from the grief and torment you no doubt put yourselves through - hands intertwined between your bodies and your hand resting protectively over your growing bump, and a spark in Siriusâ eyes James had thought he lost in the war but now realised he only lost when he lost youâŠ
âŠyeah, James figured he could probably consider this a success.
#marauders era#marauders au#marauders fanfiction#reader insert#self insert#sirius black#sirius black x reader#sirius black x you#sirius black x fem!reader#fem!reader#pregnancy fic#second chance romance#fwb#fwb to strangers to lovers#fwb to lovers#sirius black angst#sirius black hurt/comfort#sirius black fic#sirius black ficlet#sirius black imagine#sirius black fanfiction#post war fic#angst with a happy ending#ellecdc fics
887 notes
·
View notes
Text
i want us both to eat well
#more g4g art !#he tries So fucking hard for jl . so hard#i dont know if there are many moments of reprieve during jlâs childhood but i think#he thinks of what his sister did for him and his brother and he copies that . slowly slowly like hes worried heâll mess up#and i think he hums jl to sleep and then bawls his eyes out every night#i thought a lot about how young he was post war pre canon#when i was drawing this#and i think . hes such a good parent#i think jl looks back at his childhood and thinks that he was happy . that jc made sure he was happy#and he only realises later that when jc was so silent and stared into space before baby jl ran up to him and jc smiled#small but a smile#that he was struggling so bad . but he tried so hard to keep jl happy#and i think jl goes up and sits with him quietly now because at least if his brother doesnt want to come home to hug him jl can#hug him just as tight#so what if theyre a family of two theyve got each other#ough . they make me all weepy and miserable#UMMM DETAILS the ribbons on the tree jcs eyebags and black nail polish#ok the endđ„#allcheng gotcha for gaza#art tag#mdzs#jiang cheng#jin ling#jin ling and his jiujiu#mxtx#mo dao zu shi#ééç„ćž#cql#the untamed#the grandmaster of demonic cultivation
682 notes
·
View notes
Text
yeah i like Dimension 20 a normal amount, why do you ask? patreon * twitch * shop Â
#digital art#dimension 20#d20 fanart#dimension 20 fanart#misfits and magic#a starstruck odyssey#a crown of candy#the ravening war#a court of fey and flowers#burrows end#fantasy high junior year#never stop blowing up#ttrpg#ttrpg art#character design#black artist#art#character art
517 notes
·
View notes
Text
Quick sketches of Numa and Boil
I hc that Numa did a Mulan and ran away with what parts of Boilâs armour that she could carry to join the Ryloth resistance.
#yall r lucky i had dialog for this#that was like boils apologising for not ending the fighting#clone wars#star wars rebels#rebels numa#clone trooper boil#clone trooper waxer#ye if ur wondering those r his blacks pillowed under boils head#bc i like pain insert melting dying emoji crying#star wars clone wars#m art
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Lily should have survived.
âHarry was saved by his motherâs love-â Let me stop you right there.
I present to you: James Fleamont Potter.
Youâre telling me that James didnât love Lily and Harry enough to evoke the ancient love magic that Lily saved Harry with?
Mr. âHad an ego the size of a lake but a heart to match it?â
He loved both of them so much that he literally died trying to give them a chance to escape and that wasnât enough?
I donât buy it.
The only semi-logical explanation I can come up with is that he didnât have his wand and maybe you canât do something like that wand-less but did Lily have her wand?
Even then weâre talking about a guy who literally became an illegal animagus at the ripe age of 15.
He also loves and cares for people so deeply and it was LOVE MAGIC.
Look me in the eyes and tell me James Potter couldnât have just saved BOTH of them without his wand.
Exactly, you canât.
Honestly I could go on about all of the reasons James and Lily dying didnât even make sense.
This is just another thing that makes me question why they died the way they did.
Them dying on an order mission wouldâve been more realistic. There were just too many plot holes in them dying in Godricâs Hollow.
In conclusion, the ending of the first war didnât make sense. Thank you for coming to my ted talk.
Edit:
Guys this post is not that serious I just mean that everything about what happened that night and the explanation for all of it felt like a stretch and kinda vague to me đ
Even with the stuff about James not having a choice. Like yeah Voldemort didnât verbally give him the option to back off but James still made the choice to try and hold him off.
Also James was a Pureblood and Voldemort made it known that he would spare them if they didnât fight him because his whole thing was blood purity.
So like the âLily was given a choiceâ still feels so vague to me.
Also Voldemort making the promise to Snape feels weird. Snape asked him not to kill Lily but Voldemort said that he wouldnât as long as she didnât get in his way. And Lily did get in his way of killing Harry so he didnât break that promise by killing her.
Yeah he probably couldâve just knocked her out or something but he still didnât break any promises.
And the whole reason Snape joined Dumbledore before the end of the first war is because he didnât think Lily would just let Voldemort kill her son. He didnât make an unbreakable vow or anything so Snape knew that Voldemort would probably kill Lily.
#âLily HAD to die to save Harry đ„žâ SAY IT TO MY FACE#James âgood old-fashioned lover boyâ potter deserved better#honestly they all deserved better a lot of the war just didnât even make sense#marauders era#marauders#james potter#sirius black#remus lupin#peter pettigrew#james & peter & remus & sirius#moony wormtail padfoot and prongs#lily evans#lily potter#the valkyries#harry potter#baby harry potter#the first wizarding war#atyd marauders#jily#make it make sense#anti jkr#jkr is trash#i do not support jkr#godrics hollow#October 31 1981#until the end of time#wolfstar#live laugh love ao3#what if I wrote a fic where Voldemort exists but the order makes smarter choices about the prophecy#what if dumbledore doesnât manipulate everyone
224 notes
·
View notes
Text
On a trip to Batuu
Felt like finally drawing a variation of "Jedi Survivor Goes to Disneyland," but as "Cal, Merrin and BD-1 go on a trip to Batuu." I have been waiting to do another one of these "fandom goes to Disneyland" drawing things, and I finally got the chance to take some pics in Galaxy's Edge the other day during a recent Disneyland trip.
#fanart#jedi survivor#star wars jedi survivor#cal kestis#cal#merrin#nightsister merrin#bd-1#merrical#cal x merrin#disneyland#batuu#galaxy's edge#disneyland posting#Merrin is drinking the Moof Juice while Cal got the Cold Brew Black Caf#i ended up eating at Docking Bay 7 like three times in the same day and sat in that exact place each time haha#i'm a sucker for the Tip Yip chicken and mac n cheese....#star wars#swjs#star wars galaxy's edge
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
i've been thinking about an 86 au set (vaguely) in the late 18th century. Giad and the Republic of San Magnolia are at war and Shin is a Giad soldier that was captured by San Magnolia. They try to pry information out of the infamous Undertaker that would get them an advantage over Giad but he manages to escape before they decide to just kill him off.
Lena is the only daughter of a highly decorated Alban commanding officer. Upon her father's death, she uses the fortune he left her to establish a shelter which house children orphaned by the war. To her mother's dismay, Lena breaks off the engagement her mother has set for her and moves to care for her children away from the city's prying eyes.
Shin and Lena cross paths while Lena is foraging for berries, nuts and shrooms with her children when one of them spots Shin near a riverbank, barely alive and wounded. Lena decides to bring him back to her shelter to care for him.
then romance ensues
#no no no this hasn't been plaguing my mind in the past few weeks not at all what are you talking about#86#86 eighty six#shinei nouzen#vladilena milize#shinlena#and i just love the fact that lena wore a black dress to a ball to ward off any potential suitors so that's what she's doing here too#they found each other as the war is coming to an end and Giad's winning so San Magnolia capturing Shin was--#a desperate last attempt to hopefully turn the tides#it did not lol#but that makes shin the numero uno person of interest in the Republic so good luck to him#my art#fanart
200 notes
·
View notes
Text
I love pitting cruel bitches against each other
#yes this is âgoodâ ending adler vs. âbadâ ending bell#no russell is not over the street dog comments from perseus#yes they'd try to kill each other#then they'd fuck nasty#russell adler#cod cold war#call of duty black ops cold war#cod#cod black ops cold war#adler#adler cod#cod fanart#call of duty#bell cod#cod adler#cod russell adler#russell adler cod#cod blops#cod black ops#cod art#call of duty cold war#cod cw#black ops cold war#cod bell#cod bocw#cod black ops 6#also no i totally didn't forget to turn off the sketch layer before exporting whatttt
199 notes
·
View notes
Text
Doodle of Achilles and Ajax playing dice based on this black figure vase painting by Exekias
#Quality cousin time#Is ajax huge or is Achilles just tiny: the game#The only straight haired Homeric heroes Iâve drawn#Achilles is anticipating dodging the board when Ajax inevitably flips it#Ajax the greater#Achilles#greek myth#my art#greek myth art#achilles art#This vase has such foreboding energy yknow with the full black border and the fact that neither of them live to see the end of the war#And a moment of downtime in the Trojan war between two family members yknow#My doodle does NOT have the same energy lmao#The iliad#trojan war
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
I'm not gonna be quiet no matter how badly people want their feeds to go back to "normal"
I'm here and Im gonna fight!
#end the war on Afghanistan#landback#decolonize globally#palestinian lives matter#black lives matter#free sudan#free syria#abolish the police#armenia#syria#end the cuban embargo#cuba#dont falter now#keep fighting#end slavery in congo#congo
463 notes
·
View notes
Text
Action Figures - A Series Overview
Whatâs it About? The series focuses on Carrie Hauser, a 15-year-old girl who one summer experiences two life-changing events: her parents announce theyâre getting divorced, and she gains superhuman abilities after encountering a dying extraterrestrial after he falls to Earth. Her adventure begins after Carrie and her mother Christina move back to Christinaâs childhood home town of Kingsport,âŠ
View On WordPress
#Action Figures#Black Magic Women#Crawling from the Wreckage#Cruel Summer#fiction#Hell Hath No Fury#Power Play#Secret Origins#superhero#superheroes#superheroine#Team-Ups#The Black End War#Unintended Consequences#YA#YA novel#young adult#young adult fiction#Young adult novel#Zero Day
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
rhaenyra is as much of a girlâs girl as the society she lives in allows her to be.
book wise she has multiple ladies in waiting (not just alicent, which is a grave oversight in the show), one of which is said to have gouged out her own eyes at the sight of rhaenyraâs murder. that doesnât sound like someone who isnât capable of inspiring loyalty from the women around them. rhaenys fully and wholeheartedly supported rhaenyra and her cause, even dying in her attempts to make her the first queen regnant of the seven kingdoms. laena betrothed her daughters to rhaenyraâs sons, ensuring that her blood sat both the iron throne and the driftwood throne, all while being a pretty difficult backing to break due to the wealth and naval power of the velaryons (all of this in spite of the bastardy rumors surrounding jace and luke). the agreement also puts forward how politically astute rhaenyra is, and how she didnât just rely on her fatherâs word to put her on the throne. she made alliances using her sons hand in marriage; borros baratheon might not have declared for aegon had a proposal taken place the night luke brought rhaenyraâs terms. baela was only held back from partaking in the many battles because of her dragonâs size, otherwise she would have been right beside her betrothed fighting for rhaenyra. thereâs even a chance that rhaena would have joined had she had a rideable dragon of her own. she had mysaria, a former sex worker, as her mistress of whisperers, a very esteemed position on her small council. the cases of rosby and stokeworth have no bearing on this, because they were never named as heirs (along with being literal children during a war time) which is what rhaenyra was using as the basis for her rulership. jeyne arryn knew her own position as lady of the eyrie would be challenged (again) if aegon stepped over rhaenyra and subsequently supported her cause. important women like alysanne blackwood and sabitha frey were key players in creganâs army.
show wise she is shown in the season two trailer to be taking advice from rhaenys and allowing her to be a part of the war efforts. baela and rhaena are explicitly included on her war council, with rhaena as her cupbearer. moondancer is no longer a hardly rideable dragon and baela seems to be taking direct part in the war. rhaenyra is already shown in a set picture to be communicating with mysaria (whether thatâs discussing blood and cheese, the aftermath of it, or something entirely different remains to be seen). these are not the acts of someone who hated other women, and using her falling out with alicent and the resulting enmity between them (that is almost completely one-sided due to the difference in power dynamics) as an excuse to otherwise is worse than strange, considering alicentâs canonical goal was to seat her son, a known violent misogynist, on the throne over a woman who was the named heir to the king.
the greenâs entire ideological standpoint is that women cannot rule, ever, for it would make the main members of the greenâs powerless, and any other lord or heirâs claim would be up for debate if they have an elder sister. if the iron throne had truly been aegonâs by right alicent, otto, and criston would not have left viserysâ body to rot for days AND they would have had the backing of most of the houses. if alicent had cared more for her childrenâs wellbeing she would have convened a great council before the war began or considered any other effort that would not lead to her children fighting on dragonback. rhaenyraâs (peaceful) ascension would have at least started the necessary changes needed to grant women more authority and (!) autonomy in the seven kingdoms. queen consorts had significantly less influence after her murder, along with the targaryenâs losing their ability to hatch dragons. rhaenyra does not need to be a feminist for her cause to be inherently feminist by proxy.
rhaenyra was not a feminist, but she did have great love for other women. itâs disingenuous at best and downright insulting at worst to try to paint her as anything else. she inspired loyalty even after her murder. if the blackâs cause had truly relied on putting rhaenyra on the throne, her armies would have disbanded once she was dead. instead corlys and larys poisoned aegon, with rhaenyraâs son being placed on the throne afterwards. it was ultimately about bloodlines in the end. jaehaera suffered the unfortunate consequences of an ambitious hand because of her status as aegonâs daughter. it plays directly into how alicent outlived her entire family, besides jaehaera, and went mad with grief, learning to hate the color green. how greed and the allure of power can and will corrupt those who choose to make that a priority in their lives, and how the innocent will usually pay the price for those sins.
#house of the dragon#fire and blood#rhaenyra targaryen#pro rhaenyra targaryen#team black#anti team green#anti team green stans#anti alicent hightower#anti aegon ii targaryen#hate rhaenyra all you want#but stop conflating your hatred of her with factually incorrect takes#the only team constantly harping about feminism#is the team whoâs been babied by a show that wants to change the core meaning behind#the dance of the dragons#aegon only having a daughter by the end of it all#and NOT naming her heir#is the most telling result that the war happened#because of rhaenyraâs womanhood#btw i donât care how âinterestingâ and âfull of nuanceâ your fav characters are so keep it to yourself :)
286 notes
·
View notes
Text
i think most people would hate him if the showrunners decided to stick with canon
letâs not forget Bitterbridge and Tumbleton
daeron the war criminal deserved his pathetic death
#killed by a tent#karmaaaa#daeron the daring is a lame moniker bc he did nothing special to earn it#people cannot still believe that the show is biased towards the blacks after the showrunners completely changed the greens#to make them more likable all whilst villainizing daemon and messing with the motives of the blacks and their characterization#i hate the show but srsly why are the greens complaining when itâs the blacks who got the shorter end of the stick#istg itâs like these people want the show to have completely diverted from canon#they wanted the greens to have been the heroes they never were#asoiaf fandom critical#hotd fandom critical#anti daeron the daring#daeron the war criminal#he wasnât getting justice he was sacking towns. this wasnât war nor a battle it was cruel slaughter#daeron the daring#anti team green#anti team green stans#team black#pro team black#hotd#fire and blood#the greens prop up daeron so much bc aegon and aemond suck#i rly need to stay away from pro green posts but they keep popping up on my fyp ugh
71 notes
·
View notes
Text
@wolfstarmicrofic September 18 - prompt 18: Floo [word count 336]
âStay still,â Sirius said, doing his best to keep his voice from trembling and pointing his wand at the bleeding gash on Remusâs arm.
âI can handle myself,â Remus snapped, moving further away on the sofa.
All the anguish of that late autumn night reared its head in Siriusâs stomach.
âBloody hell, Moony, itâs not a Full! I know you can handle those, but this is a wound caused by a Curse!â he closed his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. âLet me check it, please.â
âIâm sorry,â Remus moved his arm closer again. âIâm exhausted and it hurts.â
âI know,â Sirius started passing the wound with his wand. âIâm sorry too, I shouldnât have shouted. But I was on edge all night waiting for you to come back.â
âI told you you should have gone spend Halloween at Lily and Jamesâs,â Remus said softly. âItâs not healthy for you to worry on your own.â
âI couldnât. I had to be here for you.â
âI love you, Pads.â
Sirius smiled over the last bit of the wound closing, leaving a pale scar on the skin.
âI love you too.â
In that moment, their fireplace roared to life, green flames almost licking the mantelpiece. They both jumped to their feet, wands at the ready, a split second before a figure clutching a bundle tumbled on their carpet in a cloud of Floo powder.
âLily!â Remus shouted, running immediately to her as she coughed. âWhat happened?!â
âHe⊠He found us,â Lilyâs voice was hoarse as she clutched the bundle in her arms, a frightened Harry who began to cry. âHe came to the cottage tonight.â
Siriusâs face crumbled as the meaning of that last sentence crashed on him.
âHe⊠PeteâŠâ he croaked, wanting to throw up.
Remus shot him a look but then busied himself in helping Lily to her feet.
âItâs alright,â he said soothingly. âYouâre safe, Harryâs safe.â
âWhereâs James?â Sirius managed to whisper.
âJamesâŠâ Lilyâs eyes were empty. âHe⊠He held him back.â
#because James is a man of his word and said he would hold Voldemort back so he did#I read too many instances in which Lily dies but James survives so here's something different#I guess Remus stops Sirius from killing Pete and they manage to capture him#they end up raising Harry all together in a pretty house filled with James's pictures#wolfstar#wolfstar microfic#sirius black#remus lupin#sirius x remus#remus x sirius#marauders#marauders era#first wizarding war#lily evans#harry potter#james potter#peter pettigrew#the marauders#the marauders era
147 notes
·
View notes
Text
Wolfstar Microfics - Fix it fic
Words: 803
@wolfstarmicrofic
***
âItâs not you, is it?â The words stopped Remus in his tracks. He turned to face Sirius, who had appeared in the doorway of his room. âItâs Pete.â He whispered.
Remus blinked at him, âItâs Pete?â
âI gave everyone different information about where James and Lily would be last night. I told you theyâd be at Hogwarts, I told Marlene theyâd be staying in Hogsmeade, I told Pete theyâd be at home.â He paused, âHe went there last night. Voldemort. Blew the place up.â
âNo.â Remus shook his head. âAre theyââ
âTheyâre fine. They were at The Burrow with Molly and Arthur.â Sirius looked at his friend. âWhy did you let us think it was you?â Remus shook his head. âWhy did you let me think it was you?â
âI thought it might be you if thatâs any consolation.â Remus sounded pained. âI didnât want to believe it, though. And, I suppose, with what Dumbledoreâs had me doing, I thought you all might as well think me the traitor. It would be less painful for you all when I inevitably didn't come back.â
âPlease tell me.â Siriusâ fingers gripped the edge of the doorframe. âFuck what Dumbledore says. Tell me, Remus.â
Remus sighed, âIâve been trying to convert werewolves to our side. Greyback and his pack, mostly.â He shrugged, âFairly unsuccessfully.â
âYouâve been with Greyback?â Siriusâ knuckles were white. âWhy would he ask you to do that? Thatâs fucking awful.â
âHe couldnât exactly send anyone else, could he?â
âBut still!â Sirius looked devastated and Remus wanted to wrap his arms around him and never let go, but he took a step back and leant against the wall opposite Siriusâ door.
âDo James and Lily know? Dumbledore?â
âYeah, Aurors picked up Pete and a few others this morning.â A tear escaped from the corner of Siriusâ eye. âIâm so sorry, Moons. Iâm so sorry.â
âI would never,â Remus said quietly. âI owe the world to you, James, and Lily. I would never put any of you, or Harry, at risk on purpose.â
âI know.â Sirius bit the edge of his lip to stop it from trembling. âI donât know how we got here. This fucking war is destroying everything and Iâm destroying everything.â
âSirius,â Remus looked so tired, âIâve forgiven you for worse.â He tried to smile, âWeâll get through this.â
âWill we?â Sirius took a shaky breath. âAll this time Pete has been feeding us lies about you, and we just believed them. âIsnât it strange that Moony never tells us about his missions?â, âRemus missed another meeting? Weird.â AndâŠâ He shook his head, âHe said that he saw you kissing Barty Crouch from school.â
âI see.â Remus said slowly, âWell, for what itâs worth, I have never kissed Crouch.â
âGood, heâs a fucking state.â Sirius half laughed, half sobbed. âHe made it sound so believable, Moons.â
âIâm sure he did.â Remus said, âI wish youâd all had more faith in me, but I understand what it must have looked like.â
âCan you not be so fucking understanding just this once?â Sirius shouted, âWe thought you were a traitor, that youâd give up James and Lily. How can you be so calm about this?â
Remus pressed his lips together, âIâm so tired, Pads. I donât have it in me to fight anymore. Pete was making comments to me about you, too. I started to believe them. So, I get it. He was our friend, why wouldnât we believe him?â
âBut youâre our friend. Why wouldnât we trust you?â Sirius rubbed his eyes, âI donât know how to make this right.â
âPads,â Remus said softly, taking a step towards him. âPlease, listen to me. Iâm upset about it, but that doesnât change the fact that I love you. Uh, all of you. All of you.â Siriusâ eyes flicked up to meet Remusâ, who instantly looked away.
âLove you too, Moons. Oh!â Sirius pulled a chocolate frog out of his pocket, âIt might be a bit melted now, butâŠâ
âThank you.â Remus took the frog and held it against his chest.
âFor the endolphins.â
âEndorphins.â Remus corrected.
âYeah, same thing.â
âItâs not theââ Remus smiled cautiously. âI would be so lost without you. Itâs important to me that you know that, alright?â
âCan I sleep in your bed tonight?â He asked quietly. Theyâd shared a bed fairly often at school, staying up late and talking. Even since living together, there were nights when Sirius would crawl into Remusâ bed after a bad dream. âItâs fine if you want to be alone, obviously.â
âOf course you can.â Remus looked towards his room, âI really donât want to be alone.â
âI missed you so much, Moony.â Remus could tell that he didnât just mean from the week heâd been away with Greybackâs pack.
âI missed you too.â
#fanfic#ao3#wolfstar#fanfiction#remus lupin#sirius black#wolfstar microfic#remus x sirius#marauders#remus loves sirius#sirius loves remus#first wizarding war#peter pettigrew#little rat#sirius x remus#angst with a hopeful ending#wagatha christie au
97 notes
·
View notes