#a muder baby

[theology101]

ur frog girlfriend when you tell her to stay at camp:

How could Shart resist?

shadowheart when her hot githyanki gf get's a little pouty

[thebluespacecow]

''You do this and then you are the moster they say you are! Frank!!'' Karen that man just made fun of his recently brutaly murdered family. I think he should have this one.

[vrag-veshtica]

WHO SHOT MY BABY and it's literally an Italian consigliere on a murder spree

[raidensharkgun]

Before K became the murder drone we know, he was a simple cleaner at the Mansion.

this version of K prefers to stay quiet and only interacts with a select few ( like Tessa and another worker drone that strangely looks like N )

That won't lead up to something Big in their story later...not at all (:

[angelofsmalldeath-codeine]

That’s my emotional support mass murderer, your honour.

Just look at him all cute with his blade

I’d let him choke me

"You're glorifying a fictional murderer!" NO I'M NOT!!!!!!I'm sexualizing him.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

the woobification of the lords is something ill never be able to wrap my head around 😭 its insane to me how people can have such a horrible interpretation of events and characters based off of what we have in the actual game

let me start off by saying that ALL FOUR LORDS DID HORRIBLE THINGS (INCLUDING THE DIMITRESCU DAUGHTERS) !

lady dimitrescu isnt some gentle giant who only hates men and loves women and treats them like queens and she just loves living a quiet life with her daughters, she kills and tortures people 😭😭 she like actively killed her maids and drank their blood 😭 they have a basement that has so much blood in it that it goes up to ethans THIGHS

they are muderous and SADISTIC, including the daughters

the woobfication of the dimitrescu daughters is always the most confusing to me. their faces are literally covered in BLOOD 😭😭 they chase ethan around and stab him will laughing and giggling, cassandra literally calls it a HUNT, it is fun to them and they enjoy it

people always try to frame it as ethan breaking into their homes while they are scared and afraid 😭 i can assure you that nobody is afraid of him at first 😭 they dont think hes an actual threat, thats why they toy with him. and dont act like they were unaware of what he wanted. they were all present at the family meeting with miranda, they were all present when they JARRED rosemary 😭 they know what ethan wants, they know who ethan is, to frame them as "minding their own business" is the most absurd interpreation you could make of them

they were all involved, they all knew what he wanted, and they all HAD what he wanted

you can feel sympathy for lady D, when she cries for her daughters with tears in her eyes, she loved them, they were her family, but you cannot deny the hypocrisy. "how can you kill my daughters for your own!" you have his daughters head in a pickle jar! her daughters werent innocent defenless babies who were scared of big ol ethan stomping around in their house, they have weapons! they wanted to hurt him, and they did, and when he fought back he won

i cannot stress enough that in every single fight, ethan is not the first to strike. he is either backed into a corner where its either his life or theirs, or he is literally being tortured/ chased around, what do you want him to do? these people have pieces of his baby, should he have lied down and died?? 😭

whenever ethan is in a situation where the other person isnt stabbing him in the abdomen 100 times he tries to HELP them 😭 he tries to help absoulute strangers of a village he doesnt even know while he knows his own daughter is missing, even when the stranger is also a jerk to him 😭 he wants allies, he isnt actively trying to make enemys, and before you cry "karl heisenberg!" im getting there...

the thing that bothers me with how people treat donna is that although she isnt the WORST she gets woobfied the MOST imo, like she is the ONLY lord (other than karl but hes a outlier because he wanted ethan to come over so they could make out on his bed) who actively lures ethan in, miss dimitrescus, yeah sure u could say that he trespassed, same with moreau, but donna literally LURES HIM IN with hallucinations of his DEAD WIFE, then OPENS THE DOOR for him and TAKES HIM DOWN THE ELEVATOR

she is literally one of the people who ACTIVELY leads him to where she is

she also uses psychological puzzles , like making ethan perform surgery on a wooden doll of his wife and making him run away from a monster that cries like a baby and calls him "dada" 😭 she did not need to do any of that... like at all 😭 she did it because she wanted to 😭 she is by no means innocent at all

she toyed with him for literally no reason other than her own desire and then ethan doesnt even intentionally kill her. he is in a situation where is his trapped in the house and has to find angie, the doll, to avoid being attacked by dolls with like 100 knives stapled onto them

its only when he defeats angie its revealed that he had actually stabbed DONNA. he didnt even intentionally kill her 😭

then moreau... poor moreau... 😭

moreau in my opinion is one of the more sympathetic lords. whoever he was in his life pre cadou has no influence or impact on his life post cadou, the cadou just wrecked his brain functions

all he is is just mirandas minion at this point, he only wants to please her and doesnt really think about anything else for himself 😭

i dont have much to say about moreau because theres not really many people who woobfiy him or pay him any attention really 😭 though i will say he was very unabashedly evil 😭 he did horrible things, such as eating the fishermen and his experiments with the cadou on the villagers, he did it for mirandas approval but its not a excuse for it, hes still a villian 😭 now we are onto karl.... this guy... the woobification of him is insane 😭 first of all, something i dont see people acknowledge is that he actually HAS killed villagers! no he doesnt just use dead bodies (which btw isnt really a step up 😭 some of u set the bar too low man) the lycan gauntlet that he made ethan run through? yeah, he used that before! he has an entire PA system set up in it! he has lights and huge spikey metal death traps! he did not make all of that just for ethan just to "play appearances" for miranda. there were other people who went through that. and they DIED!

their deceased bodies are still in there! karl is messed up and eccentric 😭 it makes him fun, let him be messed up and evil 😭 and yes, karl used DEAD bodies instead of killing people who were alive, so surely that makes him far less evil right?

WRONG! 😭

HE CONSIDERED USING LIVE BODIES FOR THE SOLDATS 😭

karl really isnt a good person, he has reasons for the things he does, he wants to take down miranda and i dont think hed be creating undead zombies in the first place if it werent for her ruining his life but that isnt justification, its just an explanation for why he does what he does. he has a sympathetic back story and motives but you cant erase what he did, hes a villain! he tries to use a baby as a weapon!!! all 4 of the lords are villains, and instead of making other characters worse to uplift your favorite character that did something bad, you can just accept that the character you like did bad things 😭 they are all fictional, if i like moreau it does not mean i endorse eating fishermen 😭 you can like a character that is flawed, or evil, or did insanely messed up things because its RESIDENT EVIL. they are EVIL! they do bad things! like im sorry! but if your fave has a villains wiki it probably means they did some bad things! 😭

i wish people would be able to enjoy a character without entirely dismissing the bad things they did. its okay to like a character that does bad things, its ok to find them interesting and fun! but you cant deny what actually happens in games to try and make them appear as innocent. you dont have to justify every little thing that they do, just accept them as a whole!

of course this doesnt apply to AUs or just posting for fun. you can change media to be what you want to make it more fun. im going to draw lady dimitrescu treating ethan like a unwanted family pet. does that mean that i think she would really do that in canon? no! she would bite him and then tie him up like a pinata and give her daughters blindfolds and bats!

but people need to be able to recognize that fanon is NOT canon.

this post is about canon interpretations,

this is just addressing people who genuinely believe that those kinds of portrayals of the character is an ACCURATE portrayal, because its not.

[lamour-est-la-force]

Me: Once Upon a Time season 1 is so cozy and comforting :)

ouat s1: government corruption, a woman almost having to give her baby away against her will, a mine collapsing with a child inside, a girl locked in a mental hospital, arson, homeless children needing to steal to survive, said homeless children almost getting separated in the foster care system, infidelity, drugging and kidnapping, attempted muder, actual murder, a murder trial that has nothing to do with the real actual murder, a man slowly and painfully turning into wood, etc.

[horrorvillaintourney]

DRACULA SMACKDOWN FINALS: Dracula (1931 Film) vs. Bunnicula (Bunnicula)

PROPAGANDA FOR BUNNICULA:

“Tbh I hated this book as a child but the themes of invasion by a stranger/foreigner are present here as well as in the og Dracula. Also I think it would be funny to see a rabbit in the poll”

PROPAGANDA FOR DRACULA:

“The most beautiful girl I've ever seen the absolute OG of all Draculas. The man was literally buried in his Dracula cape if Bela Lugosi doesn't win Baby of the Year I'm going to kill myself on live tv”

“He’s the original movie one lol, I sure hope he counts. He’s also *the classic*. If you think Dracula, you think of this overdramatic mf. It’s been a min since I’ve seen it, but he just is so silly :) manipulating Renfield :) making him eat bugs :) mudering an entire ship of people :) king stuff :) [...] I don’t like how he killed Lucy and attacked Mina tbh, but he really did that, and I can’t help but forgive him (Jkjk but he’s just that iconic tho)”

[shazdemon]

Sometimes, when I read/see Tom/V being portrayed as emotionless, idk whether to laugh or cry, coz like...this man literally made all his decisions based on the way others made him feel.

Dumbledore made him feel excluded from the very first minute and the purebloods obviously behaved as they did because he was a 'mudblood'.

And so, they are the main subject of his acts of revenge. He never forgets Dumbledore and he never forgets to make the purebloods bow. Like, this shit is ingrained.

Apart from that, when it comes to Harry, this man literally wasted time he could have spent killing Harry to boast??? And for no reason, coz he literally had shit to be done and a BWL to kill, actively? Like, my man needed his validation, right, it had been 13+ years after all...

It's like...you expect him to be a cold, clinical muder-happy guy, but he's not. He's a red-hot, enraged murder happy guy that will spare you if you fawn over him, no matter how imbecilic or annoying you are (wormy and bella disrespectfully).

He runs purely on emotion, and it was these emotions, namely his 'fear' of death that caused him to go after a literal baby of all things, I'm just saying.

Idk, to me he's less psychopath and more borderline, and there's nothing you can say to change that. Even at 80 he was still all emotion. A smart dummy, if you will, which is why you (I) love him.

Anyhow, thanks for coming to my random Tom Riddle Ted talk at 12.32 am! <3

[the-girl-lost-in-fandoms]

DEBUNK OF TIT FORSHADOWING

hello! i promised a recap and debrief of all the times dip and pip teased what happens in the terrible influence show, so here it goes, brace yourself 'cause it's gonna be a long one

GENERAL REMARKS

so i started with the videos posted during the summer, since they were rehearsing the show during that time. i might go further back if this post does well (they said they've been writing for six/seven months and they were already teasing during dan's birthday stream). anyway, there were some recurring hints that i'm gonna get out of the way now:

a LOT of emphasis on the fact that it's been nearly 15 years of dan and phil (cough cough, reminds me of phil's infamous inconsistant line about their anniversary coming up in octodecember, cough cough)

a lot of ancient lore being introduced by 'the year was 2009/2011/2015', which is generally reminiscent of the recap at the beginning of the show, and most are the actual years featured in that segment of the show

they acknowledged 'we are ph-', which they also use in the show i.e. the phouse, the phortgage, the pheal, the phitchen, etc.

they are SO aware of the moms/dads/straight boyfriends that we have forced dan and phil onto, they kept asking us to bring them and they acknowledge them several time in the show

DNP GOING AWAY Q&A (1st Sep.)

strong emphasis on the haitus (reminiscent of phil's dramatic haitus microphone moments)

say they might adress the japhan wedding conspiracy (which they do!)

the nude colored briefs (are for sister daniel)

at 2:45, phil says 'gay' and the rainbow light and sound effect happen just like in the show

dan mentions red flags (might be far fetched but reminded me of the green flags/red flags of lawyer!dan and doctor!phil)

phil says cunt (like in the show)

'no but seriously imagine it'

phil broke a rib during repetition of 'some kind of stunt event' (during the boxing/wrestling match)

they spent $300 on silicon for 'full body character transformation onesie' for 'a perfectly unsexual moment of the show' (read: phil wears fake abs while pretending not to have sex with dan on stage)

Dan: 'you're not a 365 party girl? terrible influence when you're bumping that?' (charli xcx is on the preshow playlist and it teases the terrible song)

reveal of the 'dan and phil made me gay' T-shirt, teasing of the sweatshirt and black tour T-shirt

DATE NIGHT WITH DNP (25th Aug.)

dan sings muder on the dancefloor (which is on the preshow playlist)

dan going 'ohmygod they SHARE CLOTHES' (one of the conspiracies addressed in the show)

WRITING PHAN FICTION ABOUT OURSELVES (19th Aug.)

it's a fill-in-the-blanks game, as they do multiples times in the show (okay, not really foreshadowing as they've done this in all of their shows, but i think it was a way to introduce this to the newer audience maybe)

MrBeast mention

DNP REACT TO TATINOF (16th Aug.)

phil: 'fall out boy! my chemical romance! the shipping had started!' (basically all the ingredients of the no seriously imagine it post)

'if we asked people to confess stuff now it would be so much worse' 'the tone might be different' & 'and if you come to our show, there might be a different tone' (so... confess your sins to sister daniel, need i say more)

#spon (which is now #ad in the terrible song)

'i went to see dan and phil and all i got was this lousy plate' (EXCUSE ME DAN??? he was basically spoiling the merch two weeks in advance) (this is the moment that inspired me this post btw)

dan 'professional hater' howell is now the one starting the song in tit

'imagine that but 2025. we're old. we're gay. phil can say fuck' (and indeed, he says fuck)

DNP PLAY DRESS TO IMPRESS (11th Aug.)

they wear the matching 'precious baby angel' t-shirts (same phrase used to describe phil in the show)

DNP DRESS EACH OTHER (14th July)

Phil: 'like two Kens playing with Kens' (i bet pj was crafting the little rooms and the little dolls at this point)

they both have mesh shirts as the main show outfits

'how booty are the shorts, dan?' 'i'm not gonna bend over in these things'.... except for the photocards that feature your ass in those shorts!

the two first look (emo!phil and beach!dan), the white cowboy hat, phil's blue and purple bomber jacket are all featured in the photocards sold at the show

DNP MASSIVE MUKBANG 2 (5th July)

'we've been doing this since 2009 and 2006 *excerpt from phil's first videoblog*' (that's literally the opening of the show)

'we reclaim what Dan and Phil is in 2024'

'we’re gonna look at what YouTube is like in 2024, how do we fit in, we’re gonna be taking shots at people'

'we’re gonna spill some things that would have sent you into cardiac arrest seven years ago' (2024-7=2017. so basically any of the conspiracies they adress from that time, like the tour bus, vegas, etc.)

'we’re gonna go full theater kids' (oooh teasing the musical number already)

'what do people want? Series mystery hunting, lifestyle cooking, real life, get a dog, domestic' (that's basically all the things they try on stage)

[thebiglieinpalestine]

Pro Palis say shit like we stand with humanity. No the fuck you do not. What you stand with is what's getting Palestinians killed. You stand with muderous, baby killing rapists whose only objective is to wipe all the Jews off of the planet and sacrifice as many Palestinians as possible while doing it.

[gunthermunch]

[Transcript under the cut]

Bluma: uncle Caleb you should take Garry with you WG: heey awesome idea Blooms Caleb: oh of course! Do you think he’ll be okay with that? Morgyn: Darling our house is NOT gestures children proof?? Caleb: come on it could be fun! He’s all quiet around me just look at him! WG: yeah dude please Morgyn: I don’t wanna hear a word from your little sleep deprived mouth. I can’t believe you weren’t able to take care of a baby- WG: demon baby Morgyn: not even for two days. WG: and that’s a yes right Morgyn: obviously n- Morgyn: …unbelievable Bluma: yay! Morgyn: hm. you have zero idea what you got us into Caleb: he's just a little bat baby, how hard can it be? Morgyn: you're an idiot. WG: bye you two! best of lucks! Bluma: byeee!! bye Garry i'll miss you!! WG: … Bluma: what WG: …shouldn’t you be asleep already? Bluma: mmmh. No? WG: right. come on, no skipping school. Your dad would muder me. Bluma: i triple promise you he wont kill you! WG: go to bed Bluma.

[angelofsmalldeath-codeine]

I was happy when I saw the ao3 mail alerting of the update! Great chapter.

You really are putting these two through the wringer. But Joel filled with love is beautiful. Ellie needs so much love to heal, the poor thing.

new chapter finally up for please don't go :)

I gotta say writing this fic feels a bit different now that the weather here is actually getting cold again. We haven't had our propane delivered yet (trying to put it off because we're broke lol) so the whole time I'm typing now my fingeys are chilly 😂 feel guilty about what I have been putting these two through

[tmwcs]

could you please do heeseung seeing y/n wearing another guys shirt? maybe like jake had let heeseung borrow his clothes but heeseung forgot to give it back, so heeseung goes ethan mode when he sees y/n wearing it without realizing it’s the shirt he forgot to return to jake.😭😭 this just popped up into my head before i went to bed so sorry if my explanation skills are ass rn lol.

Edit: so i totally forgot to add the title and warning label. apologies, i'm still recovering from being sick and am not 100%

"Daddy's Shirt"

Warning: Roughness hinted, Heethan gets a little jealous/filled with rage, misunderstanding, some softness, yandere love....yandere traits. Some....choking.....

“You wanna Netflix and chill pretty?” He asks as you both enter the room.

“I’d like that baby.” Stretching your arms, you sigh out as you release the roughness of the day. It felt so long, and the amount of study sessions further drained you of all your energy. Changing over, your back remains facing him as you dawn only your panties. With your back bare, Heeseung flashes a glance and bites his lip.

“God damn she’s magical…..if there was anything her parents did right, it was making her.” He thought as he watched you slip on one of his t-shirts. He loved seeing you in his tees, with no bra and just a simple pair of panties….it’s no wonder he takes you as often as he does. You were drop dead gorgeous and so easily accessible for him to grip his hands on. Watch you, all the while staring at your derrière, you slowly turn to walk over to his bed, when you noted the sudden shift in his features as he sees the front side of the tee shirt.

“THATS…..NOT…….MINE……” with the face of Ethan quickly appearing, wide eyed and sadistically glaring with anger in his eyes, shoots forward, scaring you to death as you grabs your wrists and rams you against the wall. “Whose is it and WHY are you wresting it? “ he snarls rather maliciously. His glare was muderous and twisted as he snarled a very eerie smile….imagining all the torturous acts he would do to whomever was the owner of this piece, and teach you a lesson with a rather harsh punishment.

grabbing onto you jawline, he grips gently, but firmly as he forces you to remain facing forward and directly at him. “Fucking open that sweet mouth and start talking…..BABY….DOLL.” Gritting his teeth while flashing a devious smirk, much like the jokers smile, you felt yourself falling into the depths of ultimate fear as you witnesses Ethan nearly unhinged.

“wait….wait….it’s not….it isn’t like that…” you stuttered as he gripped your neck tighter, licking his lips and eyes you up and down.

"Baaaaaaaaby........you need a reminder on who you belong to?" he grits his teeth once more, his fingers digging into your skin and his grip tightening to the point where you started to feel your air intake becoming restricted.

"E....Ethan......its....its hard to breathe...." you softly gasp out as your lips remained pursed open, yet he foudn you so delectable and amazing like this. Especially when you were due for a punishment.

"Good.....fucking choke on it some more." gritting his teeth harshly, he leans in and kisses you with the heated passion you have yet to feel coming from Ethan, or Heeseung. He kept his grip steady, neither loosening nor tightening it, keeping it at the medium it was so as to not hurt you, yet causing you minor discomfort to reflect his current emotional rage.

"Ready to get fucked princess?" he smiles as he reaches his thumb upwards, pushes your bottom lip down, spits inside, and orders you to....

"Swallow."

With glossy eyes, you did as he bid and gulped down his own slaver matter, feeling it travel down your throat as the cooler temperature reflects its foreign entry.

"Pl...please.....Ethan.....its.....its not......what you think." wincing as you felt pulses of his grip tightening and loosening, you reach up and stroked his hand, cooing him the best you could loosen the grip permanently. Knowing that fighting or struggling wouldn't work in your favor, since the man was significantly stronger than you, the only option you had was to show him love....because he needed it.

"Its.....its a shirt H/N bought......ugh!" feeling his grip slacking, he raises a brow and silently with his gaze demands that you elaborate.

"She....ugh......she bought it for Jake but....she got the wrong size...and asked if i wanted it......i wore it to surprise and ......and give....it to you.......ugh!" gasping, he releases his grip entirely yet kept his hand planted around you.

"Is that so?" he deeply and calmly asks. You nod eagerly with tears forming in your eyes, somehow you felt terrible that the wrong impression was delivered, and you felt bad that things went this way, but what got you the most was that for a moment in time, the man you loved the most...the one that took care of you and adored you before anything else, including his own well being, was hurt. You never wanted to hurt him.....yet you inaverdently did so. Keeping his hand loosely wrapped around your neck, he takes out his phone and dials in Jake.

....................

"Hey Heeseung whats up?"

"Hey....question......did h/n recently get you a shirt in the wrong size?"

"oh yeah, the one that has the bears on it? yeah, its cute but its too large, i told her to ask y/n if she'd want it to give it to you."

"mmhmm...."

"is everything good?"

"everything is fine.....now.....just wanted to clarify. thanks. "

"yeah man, see you later."

......................

Turning his head and tossing his phone on his desk, he turns back to you as his hand drapes downward to your shoulder, where he gently grabs your arm. Looking at the teary, wide eyes staring back at him, with the look of fear and sadness in them, he looks down and brings you in to his chest.

"dont cry.....i'm sorry...." he calmly whispers with a stoic face.

You gently sobbed into his chest, feeling guilty. You should have just presented it to him rather than wearing it, considering it was a man's tee shirt, one that was unrecognizable to him, no wonder he drew to the wrong conclusion.

"I-.....i'm sorry.......i should have just given it to you...." you stuttered out in between your quiet sobs.

Petting your head and shushing you, he presses his lips against your head. "Shhh.....dont apologize. You didnt do anything wrong, i overreacted." he paused and gulped for a second before he continued....

"I dont like the thought of losing you....i was scared......and when i get scared......i go crazy........" he admits as he holds onto your waist tightly.

Nodding your head, you return the embrace and felt reassured that things were okay now. You should have known better, for as long as you've been with your man, you knew that his obsession and insane love for you was abnormal. It was scary, horrifying even.....it was abrasive, rough, controlling, mentally abusive even...with the way he was always clinging onto you and creating rules that restricted your freedom in the relationship.....his everlasting presence around you...no matter where you were or where you go......restricted your freedom...yet.....because of these traits.....he was also protective....he always brought you home and rescued you from danger....he loved you hard, he loved you softly, he loved you....just you...only you.....and he showed countless times, that he was willing...and has always been willing, to do anything for you. There was not a thing you would change about your man.

Gently pulling you back and stroking the pieces of your hair away from your face, swooping all of your locks over to one shoulder, he eyes you up and down and admires the tee shirt you had on.

"So you thought of me when h/n showed you this?" he gently speaks as he places one hand on the side of your neck, his thumb gently stroking on the areas where faint prints of his fingers were left from his previous hold. The other hand caresses your cheek as he smothered you with kisses in between his words.

"Mmhmm....." you innocently hummed into his kiss.

"Yeah?" he kisses you again. "Yeah baby? you're always thinking of me?" he kisses you two more times.

"Yes......i am..." you utter out in between his kisses.

Pulling you harshly in by your waist, he deepens the kiss and rolls his tongue aggressively in your mouth as he forces you to arch your back, planting his free hand on the back of your head to pull you in more.

The tee shirt wrinkles in his grasp, the white fabric feeling soft against his hand. The adorable logo in the front crinkles as he raises the hem of the shirt to snake his hand in between your legs, where he begins to take his performance to a heightened level. Pausing the kiss for just a second, he whispers.....

"I like it...........and i love you." continuing, he proceeded to do everything you ever thought imaginable in the aspects of loving someone....and fucking them......Ethan redeemed himself the moment his finger, tongue, and his member entered inside you and brought out the womanly spirit out of you as usual.

The next morning, you woke up and heard him typing away. Raising up, still nude and covered by the sheets and blanket, you sit up with your legs over the edge and gently rub your eyes as you look over his way. A smile softly appears on your face with a gentle chuckle accompanying it.

"you're wearing it...." you smile.

He smiles back as he eyeballs the screen on his laptop, while blowing you a kiss and tells you.

"I am.....i like it. Think i'll fuck you in it again later....." sighing in his palm as he rests his chin and props his elbow on the desk, he gives you a sly side eye under the hood of his matching white cap, and winks before giving you that infamous dashing smirk.

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[accio-sriracha]

James and Lily Potter are dead.

Yes, sure, they know this sucked. They know how their family must miss them, how broken their friends must feel.

But Harry was still alive.

And from the moment the pair entered the afterlife, there was not a thought in their heads other than this.

Their son. Their only child. Their baby.

Alive.

Harry was still down there. He was alone and crying in his crib, the bodies of his parents lay motionless on the floor beside him.

Harry was alone.

Except... he wasn't.

There came Sirius, the first to arrive.

James cried as he watched him run to their son, scoop him up out of his bed and hold him close to his chest.

Lily screamed and pounded on the floor as she watched their best friend break for the first time in years. Neither of them had ever heard Sirius in such pain.

They loved him, both of them, to see them crying and grieving without them was torture.

And when Hagrid came to take Harry away, when Sirius begged to let him take care of Harry, when Hagrid denied, when Sirius lent him his flying bike, his baby, James had never felt so numb.

Sirius crumpled to the floor beside James, he held Lily's hand and pushed James' messy hair out of his face. There was nothing to be done, there was nothing either of them could do but wait and watch.

So they did.

James wished he could keep himself from checking on Sirius, he knew how badly it broke him to see him in that cell, but he couldn't look away for very long.

Oh, how he shouted and cursed and flung every hex he could think of when Sirius had been convicted of a crime he didn't commit, of a muder and betrayal Peter Pettigrew had.

James had never felt more angry than the moment watched his best friend get dragged away to that horrible place.

And Remus... Lily wanted to give him a sign, she wished she could simply write it out in the stars for him.

Sirius is innocent.

But the afterlife doesn't work that way. So they waited. And they watched.

They watched as Remus grew gradually thinner. As his hair became streaked with gray at an age far too early for what was normal. As he gave himself up to the life of poverty and sadness and grief he had been saved from for as long as James was still alive. But James wasn't alive anymore, and Remus had nobody else.

They watched as Remus dutifully accepted dangerous jobs from the order, uncaring of his own safety and what would happen if he wouldn't come back home.

And when Regulus gave up his own life in that cave, ordering his house elf to destroy the locket at any cost, James embraced him like a brother.

So the three of them, the unlikely set that they were, they sat and they watched.

Slowly, as the war grew colder and the years flew by, they were joined by others, Mary Macdonald, Marlene Mckinnon, Dorcas Meadowes, Alice and Frank Longbottom, the Prewett brothers, Evan Rosier.

So many people lost to this war.

But James and Lily still had their son. They still had Harry.

So they watched.

They watched in horror as Lily's sister left Harry in a closet for nearly eleven years. As her son bullied him. As he grew tall and lanky, never quite filling out the way he should have.

They watched as he grew to look like the spitting image of his father. Every piece identical except for one.

His eyes.

He had Lily's eyes.

James cried over this often, over how quickly he seemed to grow. Lily would have given anything to be there for every birthday, for every Christmas and new years and to bandage him when he fell and cheer when he stood back up.

So when he was finally taken away to hogwarts, when he met his friends on the train and got into trouble and took down a troll with nothing but wits and a wand up its nose, James was proud. Lily was prouder.

This was their son. Born of love, lost in tragedy, then found once more by the castle they would both forever call their home.

And Harry grew up.

They watched him the most, smiling and laughing alongside him. Beaming at his triumphs, clutching each other in fear as he faced death again and again.

They watched as he was forced to mature faster than he ever should have, as he stood back up no matter how many times he was knocked down.

When he sat before the mirror of erised, for a moment, just one moment, they could almost pretend they were right there with him.

Tears, filled their eyes as he spoke to them directly, as he called them mom and dad, as he explained how he wished he could have gotten to know them.

And James would have given anything for just one more touch, one more hug. Just to be smiled at by his son one last time.

But he could only watch.

The longbottoms were of great comfort to them when their souls finally arrived, laughing with tears spilling down their cheeks as their sons became closer. As they faught and battled alongside each other just as their parents had done in the order.

But then.

James had nearly gone a month without checking in on Sirius, he still thought of him every day, but he couldn't bear the sight of him starving himself a single moment longer.

Until he escaped.

James, Lily, and Regulus watched in great anticipation as Sirius made his way across the water.

Sirius then lived a quiet, lowly life, and he waited just as his late friends were. He hid in abandoned warehouses and kept up his animagous form, feeding off rats and the scraps he found behind restaurants.

It was reaching the point where James couldn't take the suspense anymore, Harry had moved in with his best friend, Molly and Aurthur's kid, and was being well taken care of at this point.

So James focused on his best friends. On the pair he'd watched grow to love each other more than anyone.

Remus accepted a teaching position at Hogwarts shortly after the news of Sirius' escape.

It took Remus nearly two weeks to calm himself down after reading it in the papers. He'd thrown things, screamed into his shabby apartment walls, pulled his hair and curled into a ball just to sob.

But he did. He got better. He cleaned himself up and found the nearest train to London. He was going to be a professor. He was going to be Harry's professor.

Lily cried when they met on the train, a long awaited moment she had been turning over in her mind for years on end.

James' laugh was filled with nostalgia when he offered him chocolate. Merlin, the man could never live without that chocolate.

And as they grew close, as Remus taught Harry to protect himself and all three Potters listened to Remus regale old stories of the Marauder's past, they watched and waited for any sign of Sirius Black.

When it came, Lily's emotions were so stretched thin she swore she was going to explode. Remus figured it out quickly. The map- the one they'd made together as kids- was the thing to give it away.

Peter was alive.

And Remus knew it.

Harry had run after Weasley into the tunnel that lead to the shrieking shack. Sirius was still presenting himself as Padfoot and dragged the boy by his leg.

James' fingernails were knawed to nothing by the time Remus arrived, staring at the group in the small room.

James felt a wave of relief when he watched Remus disarm Harry, when he helped Sirius to his feet.

Everyone in the afterlife could see it the moment they locked eyes.

They were still in love.

James had known from early on their love wasn't the type one could just forget about. So here they were. And Remus embraced him.

They explained, rather poorly, to Harry and his friends why Sirius was innocent, why Remus was trusting him.

Lily continuously called them both idiots for their delivery of their story. James smiled and shook his head in amusement, Sirius was dramatic as always then, no amount of time in Azkaban could take that away it seemed.

And when Snape appeared, causing Lily to scowl and James to narrow his eyes, it seemed as though they'd lost their hope. Nobody would believe Sirius to be an innocent man. Though, James did agree the pair bickered like an old married couple.

It was safe to say it left every jaw dropped and every set of eyes wide when Harry and his friends sent him flying backwards, knocked out from the force of all three spells hitting him at once.

Harry came to trust Remus, and when the rat was revealed to be Peter, James watched Sirius' thinly concealed eagerness to kill him.

But Harry spared him, ever his parent's son, he told Remus and Sirius he didn't think James would want his best friend to become murderers.

Lily smiled at how much he'd grown, at how truly far he had come from the small boy they held in their arms all those years ago.

Every moment he experienced, they experienced with him, every hardship, every laugh, every tear.

More war, more time spent on the run, more tragic loss and heroic recoveries.

The battle of the department of mysteries was one none of them would ever forget.

James couldn't believe his eyes, if he hadn't been watching so closely he might have missed it.

Sirius was dead.

Nobody knew what to say, how to come to terms with such a sudden loss.

But then Sirius joined them, a renunion filled with tears. Regulus hugged his brother, something he hadn't done since they were kids. James and Lily pulled him into their arms, not ever wanting to let him go.

Harry's screams were heard throughout the clouds. The world stopped, Remus' tears rolled down his face as Harry finally broke free of his hold.

Sirius was dead, and now he watched.

The battle did not stop. The war continued, when it finally came to Hogwarts, a young boy named Fred found his way to them, his eyes bright and his eyebrows pulled in confusion.

They'd watched him too, much like themselves, he was gifted in mischeif, James smiled and welcomed him, granting him his thanks for giving Harry their map. Fred watched too now, watching his family, his brothers, but mostly everyone's eyes were on Harry.

Remus joined them, his eyes finding Sirius' immediatley. They embraced for a long time before he tearfully gathered Lily in his arms, and bowed into a hug with James.

They were dead, but Harry was still alive.

So they waited, and they watched.

Harry's footsteps into the forest rocked the earth like thunder.

He was going to present himself to Voldemort.

Remus held Lily back as she thrashed in his arms, screaming Harry's name. There wasn't anything any of them could do.

Harry stood bravely, resurrection stone in hand. James thought for a moment this was it, he would finally be able to see his son again.

But false ghosts appeared around him, urging him forward, telling him to achieve his goal.

Sirius looked away, cursing magic and all of its darkness.

Harry believed those ghosts were his family, convincing him to give himself up. Convincing him to die.

James knew he wouldn't understand, he knew it was a trap set by death to capture the second brother, but he wished Harry would know the truth. They want him to live.

But he didn't.

Harry Potter was dead.

They could not contain the sobs and screams and shouts that tore from them. So loud they were surprised they couldn't hear them from the earth. They did not want his life to end. No matter how much they missed him, they did not want him to give up.

James waited for him to appear, waited to embrace his son.

But he didn't come.

Confusion settled over the group as they watched his body, carried back to the castle in Havrid's arms.

"Harry Potter is dead!" Voldemort shouted into the crowd.

Much like they had, screams and sobs erupted from the living. Mcgongall turned her face to the sky, unable to stop her tears. James wished he could hug her.

Alice and Frank's son gave a speech, one that surprised them all. Alice sobbed, clutching Frank's arms as he began to walk over to the other side of the war.

A sword was drawn, hell broke loose.

James was the first to notice Harry jump from the half-giant's arms.

A wand was thrown to him, the Malfoy boy's.

Instantly chaos erupted, the war continued.

Harry Potter was alive.

And when the war was over, when he'd defeated Voldemort and returned to his friends, James and Lily stood proudly above him.

Everyone who joined them watched now as they gathered their injured, piecing themselves together again after all that had broken.

Harry's eyes shifted up towards the sky, James wished he could tell him he was thinking of him too.

They continiued to watch. Harry grew older still, started a family, lived out his life as he'd always meant to. The life none of the Marauders got to live.

And they were proud. They were so incredibly proud of everything he'd accomplished.

Yes. They were dead. But their son was alive. And that was more than enough for them.

So after a long, happy life when Harry joined them, they embraced him without regret.

James and Lily Potter were dead. But they had never felt more alive.