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[alwaysyouuuuuu]

So i was thinking about your Wolfstar Marvel AU again (it should pay rent with how much it's spinning around my head) and like,,,, Sirius not having any kind of closure about Remus,,, he doesn't know what happened to him, they never found a body or any traces of him and then he was pronounced dead and Sirius just. Doesn't know. He doesn't even know why they took Remus in the first place. And he probably feels guilty about it too (bc ofc he would!!!). Just, the lack of closure of it all, the big question mark haunting him, up until 70+ years later when he's face-to-face with Remus again (I'm loving it)

Hi hi hi!!!! 💕💕💕 Thank you so much for the ask! I am so happy we both find it consuming haha and I agree. AU needs to start paying me hourly wages for just how much it keeps me up and wondering at night. I would be in tears and at the end of my wit, if I had to do just part of this research in school (I was not into history or any literature for school, and that's putting it mildly.) and now I do this willingly lol.

You know one of those, "I'm so glad you asked"- *7 hour long vm* memes? I fear this will end up like that. Bear with me.

Before we get into that, I'll clear up some background? So Remus was first taken along with a lot of their troop (ambush?), and they were partially injected (plot reasons plot reasons!! I feel like you can guess why!!) and the Sirius and co rescued them etc etc. And then Remus was targeted specifically.

So before the permafrost, I feel the situation was very bad for Sirius. For one, he would have agreed to the Serum in the first place because Remus was in captivity (also for the war effort, of course, but to Sirius, at that point there really was no room for question which may have been there otherwise), and then he got Remus back. Just to lose him again.

And then, to the Military and almost everyone else, Hope and Lyall Lupin lost a son, but Sirius Black lost a fellow soldier. He lost a comrade. Sure, they were friends, so him being vengeful is believable, to an extent. And no one really gets the blank look in his eyes, after.

I believe there was a quote that went like, "Should you lose a spouse/partner, there is a shared understanding of the relationship, but when you lose a friend, there's no tangible evidence, no widely acknowledged way to mourn."

Except, for Sirius, he did lose his partner, love of his life and dearest friend of so many years. And no one understands. Maybe James and Lily know, but it is the 40s. Realistically, they are quiet about it at best. For him it is both, and all the more painful. And he doesn't get exactly why Remus was targeted either. Remus was at an integral position in the OSS, unusual for his age, recruited at the very beginning, one of the sharpest minds, so it could have been that. And god, he was cold blooded when he got to fighting. But of course, he cannot shake the feeling that it was because of him.

So, in that time, the days he spent looking for Remus with James and Lily, (which really wasn't much, they would not have been allowed to!) he is partially cynical. Not to the point of self-blaming but enough to self-destruct. James tries to get him out of it, but Lily grits her teeth. She doesn't say much, because she understands, I believe, how much at that point he just wants it to end.

*BAM* permafrost.

After he gains consciousness, he would have blanked out for a while, because what even is this? But he doesn't, because after the first few excruciating minutes, when the blood is pounding in his chest, looking at every flash of light, every building and car that look unnatural, really, the first thing he processes is Moody telling him that the War is over. Good, at least something went well, he thinks.

They tell him many soldiers were rescued, because that's the first thing he asks. After it sinks in, he wants to hope, and maybe he does. Because this is real, he can see it. As outlandish as it is, he is in the future. If this can be real, how foolish would it be to hope that maybe Remus made it too? He would be old, and he would have lived his life. Maybe with someone else, and that's okay. If he gets to see him one more time, Jesus, it's okay.

They tell him what happened with HYDRA and his family. They tell him about James Potter and how he revolutionized weapons, they tell him about Lily Potter, who later went on to join the NSA. God, he gets fucking giddy hearing all of that, because it worked out. For someone, it did. For James and Lily, it did. He wants to meet Harry.

And he starts to have a nagging thought, because with how they speak of and to him, maybe they would have mentioned his known childhood friend. And Remus was known to his own credit.

So he asks, slowly about one Remus Lupin?

And lo and behold. They know of him of course, of course, he was Captain America's best friend. But nothing was known of him post war.

He tries to hold his face and nods, but Moody gives him a strange look. Tells him that he'll look into it for him. He tamps it down, though, there is no point in a wishful fantasy. He would have begged Moody if required, but there really is no point. And he doesn't think he can open his mouth without saying something incriminating.

Moody offers him the initiative, of course, but they tell him to take a breath, see the world, find himself first. And he does, he takes a few days. But then he gets time to think about it, to mull things over, to reevaluate his last choices. When he is trying to ease into the new world, he is busy, things are overwhelming. But once he gets home, he spirals. He remembers how panicky he had been during the first rescue mission. He had been desperate. And what if that clued them in? There were others in the OSS. So why just Remus?

It had to be him.

So he throws himself into missions, trains hard, exhausts himself so doesn't have to think. He does what he's always been doing, he helps SHIELD and doesn't question much, because he is still processing. Some things stick out but one can only handle so much, yeah? Besides, James and Lily were the co-founders.

He finds out. Well. Many things about his past and it's just so much (I'll stop or this itself will spiral to 3k.)

I feel he's quite mercurial at times in these days. Unsettled, but he keeps going. He drinks sometimes, gets shit faced. Those days are increasing, really.

Then he meets Elena.

And there is something striking about her. Such a young girl, and he can see it in her eyes that she has seen a lot. Too much. He sees himself in her. And he is protective. He is maybe a little taken aback. Because she seems so much... like an old soul.

And Elena is drawn to him too. She opens up, slowly, slowly, which she doesn't normally. But he is fiery. Like her. And they mostly have the same stances. She doesn't speak of her childhood, and so he doesn't ask. She does mention she had a dad, and though seemingly not for long, she remembers her name from him.

She seeks out his company and it soothes something in him. I feel he's a little more settled? With time? I mean it's hard to pity yourself when there is someone dragging you out to bowl and join soccer clubs, when that someone is a loner too. Even though thinking of Remus' hurts a little more each day, because he feels that Elena and Remus would get along so well. Man she even fights like him.

So when he sees Remus again, it is whiplash of the worst kind. Remus is just there. Because it is Remus and it is not, and he is standing there just staring because this Remus even fights the same. And he sees Elena standing frozen there, and it suddenly hits him that she looks... like Remus.

Except for her eyes and it is like he is watching everything from afar. All he can do try to hold Remus back. Until Neville flies them away.

Because what has his life come to?

Elena is not responding. She is not even looking at him. And Sirius is thinking a thousand miles an hour. I think he'd find out everything he can about whoever this Winter Soldier is.

Before they finally bring R in for questioning I feel S would be overcome with guilty and longing and a lot of painful confusion, really.

And mostly, Sirius is guilt ridden. Remus was in there, with them doing who knows what to him, for 70 years? He never deserved that. Sirius was outwardly rebellious. It was his family helping fund HYDRA. And then there's Elena. Is Elena Remus'? Because how in the world did Remus manage to have a kid while he was trapped in a facility?

There is something really cool about her name. if you look closely.

Outside of his blackouts, Remus solely spoke Russian to everyone around him for 70 years right? So it seems logical that's what he'd speak to elena in that environment, mind controlled half the time etc, before they were separated (she was like. 7) and he'd find it a little difficult to slip into English again, or that's what Elena thinks. So when he demands to meet her first, she storms in, defensive stance (Sirius is standing right outside by the way) but Remus just blinks. Because they said it was Elena Chernova. But it's not. It's Helena Black.

And Sirius just. Dies a little.

Basically. He is spiralling.

So is this, so I'll stop here.

Based on this post. + snippet.

[mamawasatesttube]

the question: how did ma & pa kent, respectful and kind and honest farmers from a small town, managed to adopt a kid who has literally no record of even existing?

the answer: obviously they had... wild younger years... either they know someone or they are the someone. they're just retired now. mostly.

genuinely a question that haunts me: did they have to get the pediatrician to fudge his vaccination records so he could go to school? what do you even do when you take your baby to the doctors for his shots and the needle just... breaks on his arm. you exchange horrified looks with your spouse. the nurse stares at your baby, and then at you, and then at your baby again. your baby gazes back up at all three of you with those big ol guileless eyes and says, ba? :D

[plantwithoutplot]

I'm sorry @aeligsido it seems Tumblr ate your ask when I answered it 😭

So!! Here comes the new post!!!!

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Uh there were quite a number of it, but I think going down the bioweapon lists used (legally or not) by various governments during modern conflict would be quite high on the list!

Oh, and cannibalism.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

Well... It is totally unedited, but have at it! 🐌💦

He would find them ― again. If he had found them once, he could do it one more time. Everyone would be fine, too. Because they were strong. Maybe not strong enough for the New World (not yet, not yet, soon―), but they would all find their way back together again. Soon.

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

I do!!! She is 2yo and her name is Nini and I would die for her!!! 💕💕💕

[lynxindisguise]

five for friday

ty for the tag @lilacella! here's 5 lines from the atla au <3

“For all I know, this is another of you and your cousins’ tricks. Let me guess—you’re hoping James will come to rescue me, and then you’ll finally capture him?” His heart flips at the mention of James. Teenage James—wild and reckless and terribly arrogant. “I’m actually rather hoping we could be friends, you and I. And James.” “Do you honestly expect me to believe that?” Remus scoffs. “The son of the Fire Lord teaming up with the Avatar. Even if you did mean it, do you honestly think we’d have any interest in being friends with you?” Son of the Fire Lord. That makes sense, as does the disdain with which Remus says it. “I’m not my family.” “No, you’re worse,” he sneers. Even coming from a child, even directed at a different version of himself, it stings. “At least Bellatrix knows what she is.”

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[eastwindmlk]

That little nudge helped loads! Here we are with the august @jilychallenge

My partner is the lovely @aeligsido

Our prompt:

“I’m a Disney face character and you’re my canon movie counterpart but the mutual attraction is real and it’s becoming harder and harder not to call you by your real name instead of stage name.

There are 3k of Disney fluff under the cut!

As many a morning James and Sirius strolled into the crew area arm in arm, laughing back and forth about something the other had said. Both cast a glance at their lockers, only to find that they, in fact, did not pick up wardrobe yesterday.

“So, any idea what we’re up to today?” Sirius asked, pressing his tongue to the roof of his mouth while the pair of them tried to figure out where their assignments would take them for the morning.

James made a questioning sound in the back of his throat trying to recall his schedule for the day and drawing a blank. “I think I am in Magic Kingdom today. But… Yeah, no. That is all I got,” he answered eventually. The two of them impatiently waited to look at the shift roster on the wall.

Sirius shouldered him out of the way, just as they got to it. His fingers walked down the list of names. “Fucking shitballs, I’m up for Gaston, again,” he complained.

James snorted, schooling his features into a mask of mock seriousness. “Padfoot, not in front of the mouse!” he scolded, his head jerking to Peter passing by, the giant mouse head in his arms. The three of them locked eyes for one long, silent moment before dissolving into side-splitting giggles and a firm back slap from Remus, who passed looking awfully comfortable in his steward gear.

The four of them met at the summer selection program and later moved into a flat together, where they split the outrageous Paris rent into a more comfortable number. It was nice having friends at the job when the days were long and more physically demanding than he had ever imagined they could be.

“I…” James turned his attention back to the stained printout, following the slightly faded ink of the perpetually low ink printer to his name. “Eric!” He finally concluded, rather relieved to not be stuck in something too warm. The heat had been stifling the past few days and Kristoff had been absolute murder. By the time he was backstage he practically had to peel the costume off his body. His under layer completely drenched.

He was utterly and completely content with his assignment when Sirius had to go and ruin it all. “Who is your redhead?” The phrasing was deliberate and not appreciated, the eyebrow wriggle was downright insulting.

James made very sure that his mate knew just how he felt about his question by mustering his sharpest, most unimpressed look. Which was mostly inspired by his GCSE English teacher, who did not share the same fondness for exploring the boundaries of creative, yet school-appropriate, smartassery. “I know what you’re trying to make me say,” he pointed out tiredly as he scanned the list once more. Looking at the character names, his fingers slowly follow the line marked ‘Ariel’ back to the names, praying that it is literally anyone but-

“Lily Evans,” he groans, his shoulders sagging as he resigns himself to a shift of psychological torment and a night of relentless teasing. “Fuck me.”

Which earned him two very distinct responses simultaneously.

“Not in front of the mouse!” From Remus.

“It would be about fucking time.” From Peter, who was the only one that withered at Remus’ glare. - It simply did not hold the same sort of heat that the other two were used to. Private school privileges, they’d once called it.

Sirius draped an arm over his shoulder, making use of the half an inch height difference. - they’d measured – his silver eyes glancing around as a smile curled onto his lips. “If you need a moment to… relieve yourself before your shift, I’ll collect wardrobe,” he teased with a wink, earning himself a firm elbow in the ribs, which did nothing to stop him from laughing loudly at his friend’s predicament.

“Very funny,” James repined, his hand jumping to his hair, trying to smooth out the frizz, inwardly cursing the humidity for making it untameable. Well, more untameable than it usually was. “She just…”

There was a collective groan. Remus ducked out with just awkward finger guns to announce his departure. “Yeah, I need to get to Studios, Kingsley is always early. So… imma dip too,” Peter announced, glancing down at the head his his arms before hurrying off.

James peered after them a slight hurt look fading in his eyes, his lips pressing together into a thin line. “I think I scared them off,” he said with a disappointed huff.

Sirius just nodded slowly, placing a wet kiss on his cheek. “You’ve been mooning pretty hardcore over Evans the past few weeks.” This information was new to James, who had been certain that he had contained himself. He knew for a fact that he more than once, or twenty times, stopped himself from mentioning her.

He pushed his hand under his glasses and groaned. “I am such a goner, am I not?”

“That is not the word I’d have chosen, but yet.”

“What-”

“Canard.”

James peered out from over his hand with a deadly glare which only resulted in Sirius shuddering dramatically and grasping his chest for his amusement. “Maybe you make a point. I resent the point because I am not just blindly waddling after her, but I guess. Maybe. Have you seen her, though?”

Sirius’s tongue darted out of his mouth the way it always did when he was stalling and he did not have the patience for it today. “Just spit it out!” James grumbled, letting out a sharp breath before adding a reluctant “Please.”

“Well, she is lovely. I really cannot disagree with you there,” Sirius started and James could just feel a ‘but’ coming up. He sunk his hands into his pockets, waiting for his friend’s judgement. Trying to look as casual as he could as he strolled alongside him. “However,” -There it was. - “You’ve been down bad and she’s clearly not reciprocating your advances. We’re worried.”

James’ eyebrows slid upward in surprise. “There is a ‘we’?”

Sirius nodded, shoulders putting up nonchalantly. “Basically just the gang. Since we’re subjected to your endless lionising-”

“Lionising? Nice one, Pads,” he interjected, offering a half-mocking, half-exparated look.

“-Merci, anyway. Your endless lionising over this, albeit, lovely woman that does not even give you the bloody time of day. Is she still ignoring that drink's invitation?” James laughed, a single, awkward bark as his hand jumped to his hair and his lips pressed together into a slightly pained smile. “Yeah…” he started to say, his eyes not quite meeting his friend’s when he rushed through the rest of that answer. “That might be because I never actually sent that text.”

He met Sirius’s glare with an apologetic grin and let his shoulders sag when Sirius groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I suppose that does the trick. Just so you know, I turned down tickets to a really good cabaret singer in solidarity and I am miffed, maybe even a little peeved”

This time. James did actually shrink away from him, genuinely feeling bad for not actually having worked up the nerve to ask her out. “I did ask her in person, sort of,” he said, his tone doubtful.

“Care to define ‘sort of’?”

James pushed his tongue against the back of his teeth for a moment, clicking his tongue as he nodded slowly. The more he considered it, the stupider it sounded. But Sirius was not the type to let this go. So, he kept his eyes on his shoes. Scuffing his converse on the linoleum floor of the backstage while admitted. “I asked her, in passing, if she wanted to come for drinks,” he muttered, risking a glance up at Sirius. “She…uh. Asked for a rain cheque because she had a jujitsu class.”

Sirius’ expression went from expecting to unamused. “So, you asked again, right?” His head tilted forward, wordlessly pressing the question. “Right?” Sirius repeated, this time a little louder and a little firmer.

“Right…” James repeated his voice sliding through half an octave, which should be telling enough. And sure enough, he could hear the impact of his friend’s palm against his forehead and the frustrated exhale.

They fell silent for a moment, the only sound between them was the sliding of metal hangers of the clothes rack, trying to find their costumes for the day. The tension mounted while garment bags were pulled and styrofoam heads with wigs were clamped under arms.

“It’s not like I intended to never ask again, but she also didn’t bring it up herself either.” James continued their conversation once they were out of earshot of the biggest gossip on property. Rita, their dedicated wardrobe attendant and custodian of their personnel paper. Which was gossip disguised as noteworthy crew news.

They knew better than to give her even the smallest of sound bites if they wanted her to stay out of their business.

“Look, mate. I know that she makes you nervous-”

“-Terrified, really.”

“Alright, terrified then. That has never stopped you from doing anything before. Still doesn’t-” Sirius paused to give a warning to James not to interrupt as they sat down at their stations. “So, why can’t you relocate some of that courage to ask out a girl who is actually into you.”

James’ eyes narrowed for a moment, trying to gauge how much of Sirius’s words were bullshit. Or rather, encouragement. He did not really see the difference in this case. Before heaving a dramatic sigh. “You can’t know that,” he accused, his voice nothing more than a mutter.

Sirius leaned over, an arm wrapping around his shoulders as he squeezed him close. “James, my dear, clueless friend. I know. I have been her prince too. She sure as hell does not look at me that way.” His shoulder received a shove and when James looked at Sirius again his back was turned, silver eyes gazing over his shoulder. “Now, be a darling and braid my hair?”

His fingers combed through the silky, black locks while he twisted them together in a tight plait. “Are you sure it is affection though? Because watery eyes might just be… allergies? I think she mentioned grass pollen at some point.” James was sure that if he had not had Sirius’s hair in his hands, his friend might have turned around to glare at him.

“She’s into you, I promise!” Sirius vowed while he wound the elastic around the end. Letting it drop between his shoulder blades for Sirius to pin it in place. “Just try it!”

James trusted his best mate, of course, he did. He just could not help but wonder, what if he was wrong? What if it was really just allergies or acting and what if she didn’t really have a jujitsu class? She could just as well have been avoiding him and that is why she never asked again. Clearly, she had no issues asking people if she’d asked Sirius to a show.

Now that he thought about it, maybe she liked Sirius. Which was when he started to spiral. Or spiral worse than he had. Or worse.

By the time that Sirius' flick to the forehead snapped him out of his thoughts, he was fully convinced that she had severe allergies, her main one being a severe aversion to one James Potter. But she humoured him because she was actually in love with his best mate.

“Oi! James protested, rubbing at the spot before shooting Sirius a half-hearted glare which his friend returned with such vigour it made unease crawl down his spine. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Then don’t think stupid things,” Sirius shot back instantly, making James bristle indignantly. How could he even know what he thinking? As if he could hear him, Sirius answered that question too. “Because you’re my best mate.” His expression softened and a hand gripped his shoulder reassuringly. “It is also written all over your face.”

At that James made an attempt at composing his face and wondered if there was any point to it. Sirius just had a way of knowing. Fixing the mark Sirius’s reprimand had made in his make-up, James contemplated. Doing his best to actually consider his friends’ opinions instead of letting himself be tempted by the spiral.

He was fixing the wig, plucking at the synthetic strands to have it sit just right when James finally gave in. “ Fine, I’ll ask her the moment we get backstage, okay? One last try.” It couldn’t hurt, right? His fingers ran nervously along the collar of his shirt, his eyes closing while he took a moment to really feel the character. Mentally preparing himself before the mere sight of his princess would render him completely useless.

“Break a leg!” Sirius encouraged him. From behind his hands grasped him firmly by the shoulders and steered him out of the door to where he knew they would be meeting. His heart thumping against his ribs, his entire body tingling with excitement. Or maybe it was nerves/ He could never really tell.

Regardless of how unhealthy it might be, the sensation was exhilarating. Just what he needed to get him pumped for hours of smiling and interacting with guests. He often joked that this feeling must be the magic of the mouse. Usually, when he said this, his friends would call him a dork. They weren’t wrong.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed a swish of sea foam green, a cascade of copper curls and his heart skipped. She was beautiful, she always was. But he could not help but resent the costume. The make-up covered up the light dusting of freckles along her nose. The wig could never quite capture the charm of her natural auburn locks.

His princess was beautiful, but the woman underneath outshone her a thousandfold.

“Lovely of you to show up,” Lily told him teasingly, fluttering her lashes at him. “Ready, my prince?”

James drew in a deep, steadying breath and offered Lily his arm with a brilliant smile. “For you, my princess, any time,” he replied, glad to hear his voice was steady as they walked down the tunnel that would lead them right to the gates of The Magic Kingdom. All the while listening to the easy chatter between her and Sirius.

Normally he would mix himself in, and join the conversation. But normally he was also not working up the courage to ask Lily out. Actually, ask her out this time. No hiding behind after-work drinks or casual hang-outs.

Even though Sirius insisted that Lily liked him, he couldn’t help but wonder if Sirius was just as blind. The way she smiled at him just felt flirtatious and she had asked him on a date. The final nail in the coffin was the way Lily blew him a kiss before they parted ways.

Without Sirius there to stop him from overthinking this, all James could do was focus on the work. Not on the words that spun in his head. ‘Pick me, choose me, love me.’ But he wasn’t some medical drama heroine. He was just… Him. Chances were that he would sound creepy rather than romantic.

The words spun in his head until only the last two remained and every time he looked at her they bubbled up to the tip of his tongue where he had to force them back. Now was not the time or the place. Not to ask her out and certainly not to shout ‘love me!’ at her.

He doubted that it would ever be the right time to do that. Shouting his feelings off the rooftops might just need to stay proverbial.

James was glad for the busy day, with lines of people waiting to meet them. Priding himself on making people blush and fluster as they posed and chatted. Only occasionally falling silent when he would catch a glimpse of Lily, ethereal and charming while she mentioned fins and dinglehoppers. Hugging crying, snotty little boys and girls with the grace of a princess.

It was in one of these moments that someone caught him looking. A boy, maybe twelve, not that he could tell anymore. For all that he knew this boy could be anywhere between eight and seventeen. Regardless, this one was observant. “Are you in love with her?” he asked and completely took James by surprise.

For just a moment, he fell completely out of his role. Hazel eyes lingered on the captivating form of Lily, looking angelic while she pushed her curls over her shoulder. “Very much,” he breathed, a longing smile on his lips. “Lil- She is my princess, after all. I couldn’t imagine loving anyone else.”

His eyes landed back on the boy, who beamed at him. “Do you think everyone gets a princess?” The question coaxed a soft chuckle from his lips. James crouched down, placing a firm hand on his shoulder as he looked him straight in the eye. “Yes, I think there is a princess, or prince, out there for everyone. As long as you are brave enough to go and find them,” he said resolutely and watched proudly as the boy nodded. “Just remember to be smarter than me, alright? When you find her, don’t let her go back to the ocean first. Sea witches are rather nasty business. Ask her.”

The boy nodded so eagerly, that James worried he might hurt his neck. “Alright then, you go ask the lovely lady with the mouse pin about the very special necklaces and pick one you think she’ll love.” James winked at him as he nudged the boy towards their steward for directions. Only caught a glimpse of him dragging an adult towards Main Street as the next person stepped forward.

For just a moment, James turned to look at Lily at the same time that she sought his eye. Her smile was almost shy, eyes darting away as if caught. In that moment, James wondered two things. One, if maybe Sirius could be right and two, how insufferable his friend would be when he was forced to admit that.

That was something to deal with later. After he finally asked his princess to the ball.

[impishtubist]

Mid-Week Snippet

I was tagged by my beloved @soloorganaas . Still haven't written anything new, RIP, but I have a backlog of WIPs to choose from:

“Hello, you three,” Sirius said, and attempted a smile. It looked brittle on his face. “Ron, Hermione, could we have a moment alone with Harry?” “No,” Ron said.  “Sorry, Lord Black, Professor,” Hermione added. “But we aren’t leaving him.”  “That’s fine,” Remus said quickly. “How about we all sit down?” Harry sat on the sofa, with Ron and Hermione on either side of him.  “It’s true, isn’t it?” Harry asked.

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[caslyra]

People I'd Like to Get to Know Better

Thank you for the tag @squintclover!!! 💜 (And also @lilacella and @brinkworth :))

Last Song: "Das muss eine Demokratie aushalten können" (= "A democracy must be able to withstand this"?). I might have been in a bit of a mood because of the whole political shitshow going on atm.

Favorite Colour: Dark cyan/dark turquoise - but a 'dirty' kind if that makes sense?

Last Book:Twelfth Night because I went to see a modern interpretation of the play on Friday night with my mum :). In general I read more non-fiction than fiction, and it’s giving me a bit of grief right now. But the play was very fun!

Last Movie: All of Us Strangers because it had been recommended to me and because I love Andrew Scott. So sad??? Also, I don’t think I can ever listen to The Power of Love again without having flashbacks to this movie.

Last TV Show: Broadchurch (and that’s linked to the obsession part...)...🫠 But Interview with the Vampire has repeatedly been recommended to me so I will watch that next?

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury: Savoury... I'm really sensitive to spicy, unfortunately :/ least cool person on earth, I'm afraid.

Last Thing I Googled: "How toxic is lemon for dogs?" Because I thought my dog had nicked a slice of lemon. He hadn’t, luckily. I promise, I care about my dog.

Current Obsession: Still in my David Tennant rabbit hole (his work, not his personal life)... other than that... My husband’s just come home from a weekend trip, so I can obsess over him again :) :) but I have a few big obsessions that always come back in waves...

Looking Forward To: Christmas because I’ll get to see my sister 💜

Also tagging people I think I haven't before but would love to learn more about. No pressure tags: @aeligsido @werewolfenthusiast @nocturnal-phantoms-fandoms @severedreamerfox @polaroidcats @lizdarcyfan @livelaughlovetoread @albi-bumblebee @wolfstargazer @moonytoastxx @calmlyerratic

[m00neroni]

i was tagged by @blitheringmcgonagall thank you so so much!!!

Three ships: wolfstar, jily and wolfstarbucks

First ship: wolfstar

Last song: gives you hell - the all-american rejects

Last movie: not sure about this one, pretty sure it was Moana hahahaha

Currently reading: trying to read "the final gambit" by jennifer lynn barnes

Currently watching: started agatha, all along last night and oooooh, already obsessed

Currently eating: I've just had a little pre-dinner snack consisting on a bit of cheese and three crisps

Currently craving: a stable job and writing motivation (and nuggets, for whatever reason)

tagging, if you feel like doing it !! @chlobliviate @twink-remus-lupin @billspaid @alwaysyouuuuuu @aeligsido <3

[lilacella]

🎄Christmas Tree Fun

I have already made a post about this but I want to tag people!! So, thank you @squintclover, @polaroidcats, @mycupofrum, @werewolfenthusiast for tagging me!

Come and decorate my sloth tree!

NP tagging @caslyra @jmslov4srs @mrstellmeafuckingsecret @lovelymasks @neege @lynxindisguise @aeligsido @forestdeath1 @sc0rpiflow3r @bullets-from-another-dimension @brinkworth @neverenoughmarauders @in-flvx

AND ANYONE WHO WOULD LIKE TO DO THIS!! Show me the way to your trees!!

[alwaysyouuuuuu]

Trick or treat 💕✨🎃🍫 (I may have already asked,,,, memories go brrrr)

Hello Helloooo love!!! Thank you for the ask 💕💕💕 And treats only, of course! 🍭

(Would have been from the Marvel AU, but we're working on making it American. Off chance do you think Peter would make a good Ernim Zola?)

This chapter had looking up so many wolf myths I can now spout Japanese horror in my sleep. So here's some fluff from the next chapter of Vmeste! 🧡

***

Remus blinks, taken aback, “We never expected this.”

Sirius’ gaze locks upon his, grey eyes shining to a bright silver, “I think you'll find, that we did in fact, expect this could happen when we got together. We just happened to assume it couldn’t happen because it never did,” Sirius says slowly.

"It's the middle of a war." Remus says, chewing the inside of his cheek. 

"The war has been going on for eleven years. Does it really matter?" Sirius asks, letting out a gentle snort, "Life has been going on. I love you, Remus. To hell with the war, we do what we want."

Remus bites down on his lip so hard, it bleeds. "This is so bloody rare, fuck," His voice is merely more than a whisper when he says, "Do you really want this?"

"Oh,” Sirius murmurs, “It is about this.” 

“Remus, just. You listen to me, okay?" A flush seems to be slowly creeping up Sirius’ neck, but there is a sparkle in his eyes and Remus couldn’t look away if he wanted to. 

Sirius shakes his head, "This kid is ours, Moony. Ours. And a bloody- miracle at that. Come on, we both know how rare this is. A family with you, darling. I don't think. I don’t think there is anything I could want more." 

Remus shuts his eyes close, and he lets the tears fall. He doesn't know what he expected. Well, he does actually. Sirius is not a deserter. No, that just doesn't align with his personality. But he didn't quite expect Sirius to be so… enthusiastic.

He can feel Sirius' eyes on him.

"We're teenagers," he whispers, more so to break the silence than a necessity.

"We became animagi as teenagers. If you want this, well, I think major life changes during adolescence work out well on our part.” Sirius says, discreetly brushing the tears on Remus’ cheek. 

Remus inhales.

He is not particularly surprised to find that Sirius’ gaze is red-rimmed. It is just that Sirius looks like fucking Christmas is a month early. His entire face is lit up, despite the exhaustion etched on his face. And Remus can tell he is still holding back. 

He flashes Remus a watery grin, “And well, technically, you’re the one figuring out acne here. I’m twenty.” 

***

[nocturnal-phantoms-fandoms]

The "I dont shave for Sherlock Holmes" scene from Sherlock BBC but its Remus and his mum before LLAL

(features Hope bc its set in @aeligsido's lie low at (three) lupins' au)

[stormyblue90]

Get to Know Me Tag Game

Rules: answer + tag people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with.

Tagged by @tentakelspektakel Thanks for the tag!

Favorite color : Sapphire Blue!!!! I love most shades of blue, but Sapphire Blue is my favorite. (Also my favorite gemstone too)

Last song : Uhhhh.... I think it was Alice Cooper's "Poison"

Currently reading : Not currently reading anything, but the last book I read was "Light of the Jedi" in the Star Wars High Republic book series.

Currently watching : Various Youtube stuff!

Currently craving : ....Cookies...

Coffee or tea : I like both, so long as it's sweet enough.

A hobby you would like to try : ARCHERY! 🏹

An AU/Alternate universe you've been plotting for : Currently....none. I have no fic plots at all! 😭

No Pressure tags! @mwolf0epsilon @rexxdjarin @aeligsido @kimiheartblade @wild-karrde @vodika-vibes @happybean17

[they-reap-what-we-sow]

here's a spreadsheet with details and links for all the fics!

this list will remain open and viewable to everyone, and if anyone would ever like to add their fics to this, just send me the link in dms or my inbox! thank you to all the authors who put their fics forward, we love you creators, and thank you to all the readers who check these fics out!

@selkienight60 @writergeek @tevyaa @frogwithapen @librarylexicon@aeligsido @batboycentral @babbling-bookends @canonicallyshort @acesphrases @starsonthewalls @wildsofmarch @ Trixie

[eastwindmlk]

Because I need a little nudge, here is the banner reveal for my @jilychallenge fic for August!

My partner is the lovely @aeligsido

Our prompt:

“I’m a Disney face character and you’re my canon movie counterpart but the mutual attraction is real and it’s becoming harder and harder not to call you by your real name instead of stage name.”

[plantwithoutplot]

Tagged by @aeligsido !!

Thank you this quizz was fun ٩(*´▽`*)۶

Tagging @whymustmyfavalwaysdie @newbieineverything @faeodum

Let's see if someone will match my matcha ٩(๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑)۶