#also i NEED more of felix and evan so much

[starzzmissthesun]

Genuinely I am ALL here for the people ACTUALLY realizing Evan had a much younger brother. Like I NEED to see more Big age gaps between siblings (like not even in a big group of siblings, just two). Cause I have a sibling 8 years younger than me, and the dynamic is something I feel like I don't see very often. It's so special to me when people actually talk about it and give characters it.

[katakosmos]

the rosier family

evan, pandora, félix, amélie, beatrice, alexandre

people who say that the rosier family is french are right, even if they aren't telling the whole truth. because it's true, every rosier child is born in france, in the family mansion in provence, but it is rare for them to grow up in their homeland. the rosiers travel, move, explore. the rosiers are in love with the world.

pandora and evan grew up in london, in the city where their father, alexandre, and their aunts, amélie and druella, moved in their youth. london, where alexandre met beatrice and druella met cygnus. london, where the twins learned to say their first words in two languages.

but before the capital, there was athens, where alexandre, amélie and druella grew up. their parents, passionate about classical culture, had met at university. and before athens, there was munich; and before munich, vienna, rome, st. petersburg, shanghai. different cities, with different names, different traditions, different history. cities that will never forget the name rosier.

those who travel, get married and change their lives. for this reason the pure rosier family is only a small group. alexandre is the pater familias. he developed the same passion for greek, latin and literature as his parents. he's a good man and a loving husband. nice, always ready with a joke and with lots of stories to tell. but, unfortunately, he's a terrible father: strict, even too much. unfair.

then, the twins. strange children, curious but disturbing. physically identical, but temperamentally opposites: one is violent and controlling, the other peaceful and sweet; one is incapable of lying, the other cannot help but do it. they're the precious heirs of the family, powerful and intelligent. pampered and loved, but always kept under control. with no possibility of escape.

beatrice, their mother, a strong and respected woman. she's rarely at home to take care of her children, like everyone expects her to do: she's always needed by someone, always traveling for meetings. her well-ironed, elegant branded clothes always smell of smoke. and when she returns home, smiling even if exhausted, she always has something for her children. a toy, a book, a magazine. she passed on her interest for fashion to evan.

aunt amélie married for love, to a sick man. he was a young frenchman. she, more than anyone, loved provence, so she left london to live in the mansion, where the family returns every summer for the holidays. she's a painter, an artist: she dives into the bottled memories of her family members and experiences their travels, she sees what they have visited with her own eyes. she paints magnificent landscapes. every room in the house is an exhibition of her talent.

and finally felix, amélie's only son, who she loves more than anyone else in the world. felix, sweet to her but wicked to everyone else. he's cruel and ruthless, jealous of the power of the twins (his little cousins), jealous of the attention they receive. there were never sweet words between them, only arguments, opportunities to make fun, humiliate and hurt each other deeply. what they share is only hate, a deep desire for revenge. or, maybe, also love: no one knows the twins better than felix, no one knows felix better than the twins. what they really have is deep connection that they'll never be able to dissolve and forget: this is family.

life never gave evan and pandora the chance to travel, but i think they would have stayed in france, moving to paris or the surroundings. they would have loved spending afternoons at the louvre, walking along the seine, sneaking into their small, squalid and cramped apartment. reading until their eyes burned, answering letters and staining doors with ink. trying to cook and failing. falling asleep on the couch.

they would have loved to live. waking up every morning and seeing the sun, sunrise and sunset, hearing the noise of people coming from the street.

they would have loved to live. together and forever.

[wearingaberetinparis]

18 and 19 would be nice!!❣️

Thank you very much, anon! 18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

Oh, I find this such a difficult question, becaus I'm so critical of my own writing and I rarely ever feel fully satisfied. I also always feel like there's a million better writers in the world. Honestly, I'm quite insecure, even though I try not to show it too often. So, I will say that I really liked this line in Love Is A Lie (And Other Sh*t My Friends Say To Help Me Get By), but won't put any pressure on it by saying it's my favourite:

“I’m just –” he was a little bashful here, “– I’m going to need a daily reminder for a while, I guess. My heart is still bruised and battered, recovering from its return from the battlefield.”

Actually, I'll also include a sillier passage that I like for James' obliviousness from (Didn't I?) (Didn't I?) Didn't I See You Crying? (Even if my fingers do itch to edit this, reading it again, to be honest.)

“I suppose what Moony here is trying to say,” Sirius pointed his thumb at their other friend here, “is that Lily is very, very, very pretty.” His eyes widened, his heart suddenly in his throat as he let out a strangled: “What?” Sirius did not seem sympathetic to his obvious distress. “I’m just saying, you spend lots of hours with her down in the Head’s Common Room and I’m sure that you’ve only been working so far, but –” he shrugged here. As if what he was suggesting wasn’t a big deal, as if it didn’t turn James' entire world upside down. “– why not take advantage of all that alone time?” He gaped at his friend, his eyes flying to Remus, expecting to see him look equally appalled. That wasn’t at all the look that Remus was giving him, however. Strangely enough, he seemed to be watching James closely, as if he were cataloguing ever single emotion that crossed his face. “You’re suggesting that Evans and I –” He couldn’t even finish the thought. It did weird things to him, made his heart flutter in a way that was not within his comfort zone at all. Sure, Evans was pretty. It certainly wasn’t that. He could definitely see the appeal. Come to think of it, he might actually feel the appeal too sometimes. Especially in Potions. For some reason, she looked particularly good when she was truly in her element. He remembered one class the year before – he couldn’t remember exactly which potion they had been working on, it was either Felix Felicis or Amortentia – when he had felt particularly pulled to her. He could still see himself getting up from his seat, his eyes glued to the back of her head, ready to do Merlin knows what when Severus Snape had blocked his path and dumped a vial of Acromantula venom on his hands, which – luckily – only stung for a second, but had had Professor Slughorn up in arms until he had said that he would compensate him for the lost vial. Never mind that Severus Snape was the one to dump it on him, James knew Snape never would (and possibly also never could) replace the ingredient for his Professor. So, yes, he knew she was pretty. Gorgeous even, but she was also Mary Macdonald’s best friend who so clearly – and for a time perhaps deservedly – disliked him that the mere suggestion Sirius was making, and that Remus appeared to be supporting, was utterly ridiculous.

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

This is a snippet from my WIP To All The Kudos I've Left Before:

The dreaded message showed up yet again: You have already left kudos here. :) “No shit, Sherlock,” she muttered under her breath, her sleep-deprived brain – it was 2:34 in the morning and she did have to get up in approximately four hours, after all – always causing her to become far more foul-mouthed than she was on a regular day. “If I wanted you to judge me for bestowing an author with the love they deserve, at least do not have the audacity to include the smiley.”

[neerdokells]

This New Life, Part 7

I didn’t do housework or change form for three days, and Mistress and I went out to be in nature for a while each of those days. The trickiest part was keeping out of Felix’s mouth, but by the end of the second day I was feeling as good as I felt when it was just me and her in that cabin in Europe. Master basically ignored me during that time, though I could hear the two of them talking that first night about whether or not I, as a slave, should be coddled. Master felt that I should be useful in whatever way either of them desired, and while he stated recognition for the fact that I was a living and thinking being, he also expressed a belief that, as their property, I should be programmable. Mistress told him I had already changed drastically to be with them, and she didn’t feel I needed to be changed more just to suit some weird game he had in mind. The conversation ended with him agreeing to be more mindful of my right to have some consent in what happens to me.

“But what if it wants to be Fuckpet again?” he asked.

“Then we’ll have to be careful how deep we let them get into subspace. It’s our responsibility to guide them when they’re vulnerable, they need to be able to trust us.”

We didn’t go back to that club for about a month, which was also the next time I took on Fuckpet form; this time. however, I was not put on all fours, and no one was permitted to touch me. My hands were cuffed behind my back the whole night, and my ankles were cuffed such that I had to hobble except for when Mistress wanted me to dance with her. I still didn’t drink–I still didn’t have an ID–but I was allowed to sit in the booth and even talk briefly with Charlie and the handful of people he introduced us to. When Mistress informed Charlie that Brutus was not to touch me under any circumstances, that I was being kept away from all such activity tonight, Charlie practically beamed. When Brutus got hard and started trying to nuzzle a bit too strongly against me, he was put onto an X-frame and his cock and balls whipped. I got the impression Charlie enjoyed that a great deal more than watching his pet mount me. I was surprised to piece together how much Brutus enjoyed it, in his own way, as well.

Our visits to the club were infrequent, but we kept going all winter. Brutus was granted permission to mount me a couple times, and he made the most of each opportunity. Master even took me to the fetish shop once, wearing actual street clothes, which was the first time he and I ever left the house together without Mistress. He mostly showed me off while we were there, but he was also shopping for some new toys for the dungeon and wanted to check their size and colors and stuff relative to me before making final decisions. While there, we met Charlie’s partner, Evan, and it legitimately took me five minutes or so to recognize that this was what Brutus looked like when he wasn’t in petmode. When I realized, he spotted my deep blush and blew me a kiss. Charlie suggested that maybe we should have a playdate outside of the club some time, and I couldn’t stop replaying scenes of what that would be like in my head the rest of that day.

Master used the earplugs and blackout contacts on me a few times, always with very meticulous aftercare and then a day off from needing to be a slave or even human. I felt we were getting into a good rhythm, as did Mistress. She was growing comfortable enough, in fact, that she had me stay with him when she went on a trip a few states over for some book signing events and a conference. She flew out on Friday morning, and we knew she would be gone the entire following week, returning late on the Monday after that. Master had me all to himself for nine full days, nearly ten, and I had no idea what to expect.

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

To Raise Children: Chapter 29

Chris Evans X Daughter!Reader, Grandpa!Chris Evans X Flynn and Felix Evans (OCs) Tom Holland X Single-Mom!Reader (Slow Burn)

Series Masterlist

OC List

Series Summary: It's been 4 years, your sons are starting kindergarten, you're starting junior year of college, a lot has changed.

Chapter Summary: The boys meet their sister!

Series Warnings: Age gap (Reader is 20, Tom is 29), absent father, mentions teen pregnancy, mentions abortion, if you see anymore please let me know politely.

Chapter Warnings:

Sequel to "It Takes A village"

Luckily feeding the boys was just what they needed. They're being a lot more civil and back to being best friends. They're off the wall excited to meet their sister. You were a little nervous but overall excited. You decided to call Tom while you guys hung out in the hotel room. The boys were playing with your laptop and you were in the little kitchenette.

"Yeah. They're excited and I am too but a little nervous... I mean they're nice but this is different than texting and facetiming them." You say quietly looking at the twins.

"I'm sure it'll be fine love." Tom tell you.

"Hopefully." You knew he's probably right but your brain was telling you otherwise.

"Come on in a couple hours your gonna call me telling me you had a great time." Tom assures.

"I hate that you're probably right."

"Yeah sure you do." He laughs. You smile to yourself, you love his laugh.

———

You make it to the restaurant. The boys have been so excited they even picked out gifts for their sister at the airport in boston this morning. One is teddy bear in a patriots jersey and the other is a dog beanie boo. You see the couple waving you to their table. You guys are at a diner, they said it was their favorite. You grab the boys hands and lead them to the table. The family except Amelia stand up.

"Oh my God hi!" Janet grins and give you a hug. "Let me guess Flynn and Felix?" She points to the boys.

"Yeah!"

"No one ever gets that right!" Felix grins.

"Hi." Kevin smiles he give a you a side hugs and just smiles at the boys.

"We got Amelia gifts!" Flynn says excitedly, while Felix holds up the patriots teddy bear.

"Teddy!" The young girl reaches for it from her child's seat.

"Here you!" Felix smiles handing it over.

"Thank you!" She hugs it grinning.

"I got you a dog!" Flynn hands it to his sister smiling. She squeezes it.

"That's so sweet of you boys!" Janet smiles as you all sit down. You sit with next to Felix who was sitting next to Flynn who set next to the child's seat that Amelia was. "How was your flight?"

"It was okay." You smile.

"Okay so how's your boyfriend Tom right?" She asks, she knows of him but not his last name, so she isn't aware your dating a celebrity though she and Kevin know your Chris's Evans' daughter.You also don't post photos of him on your Instagram. Which is private and mostly used for photos of Dodger and you post the twins there since it only has friends and family. You don't post often maybe every few months. Or if you the boys do something funny you'll post the video on your story.

"He's doing great. He's gonna try to come to Boston for the boys B I R T H D A Y." You spell it out as, one he wasn't sure he could come yet and you didn't want to get their hopes up, and two it's a surprise. It'll be late enough in the relationship that you feel comfortable letting him build a more prominent relationship with them. Also three they can't spell anything more than their names, mom, and Poppy.

"Oh my God!! That'll be so much fun for them! Speaking of that day we wanted to maybe come down for it? And next year if possible you can bring them to Amelia's!" She suggests.

"We would love to have you guys! I'm sure the boys would love it too."

"Great! Their birthday is October 19th right?" She asks.

"Yeah."

———

It was the next day you're now at a park. The kids were playing, you sat at a bench with the parents talking and catching up.

"Okay. Come on you gotta show me a picture of your boyfriend."

"Yeah who's this man who's taken your heart huh?" Kevin asks smiling.

"Kev why do you care." You chuckle.

"Because you seem happy and I want to know who to mess up if he breaks yours or those boys hearts."

"Give us a hint." Janet requests grinning. "Is he famous like your dad?" She looks you in the eye. Kevin looks over at the kids to make sure that they're okay before looking at you again.

"Yeah he is and normally I wouldn't date someone famous cause that's a mess."

"Are you speaking from experience?" He asks smirking.

"No. But I watched so many of my dad's relationships fail due to paparazzi and fame. Him and my mom's being own of 'em." You shrug.

"So what changes your mind about Tom?"

"I don't know.. He's just so sweet and he likes the boys they like him. My dad likes him... My uncles hate him but he's still so nice."

"Wait." Kevin says, having dawned on him who you might be talking about. "Are you dating Tom Holland?"

"Yeah I am."

"I knew it!" He grins.

"Mommy!" Flynn yells from across the playground. You look over at him, he stands at monkey bars. "Can you help me!" He asks.

"Coming Sugarplum." You hurry over after telling them you'll continue your conversation in a minute. "Okay put your hands here, you're going to do it on your own but I'll stand here to catch you okay?"

"Okay." He grins. He grabs onto the bar as you guide him making sure to be able to catch him if he falls. "I did!" He says after he makes it across.

"Good job!" You high-five him. "Okay buddy I'm gonna go sit down do you need anything else?"

"No." He smiles before Amelia drags him off to play. You go back to the bench.

"Now about Tom Holland how did you guys meet?"

"On the set of civil war BUT we didn't really talk. We didn't actually become friends until last year."

"Well im happy for you! He is cute." Janet smiles.

"Yoohoo, your husband, love of your life, father of your child is sitting right here!" Kevin acts offended.

"You're cute too." Janet rolls her eyes laughing.

"Thank you."

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[profanepurity]

Im interest in your Cult AU but I'm lost? Can you explain me, pliz?

You are most likely not the only one, so I’m using this ask as an explanation post! Hope you don’t mind lol!

I’m going to try and not ramble on and make this post miles long, but bare with me!

So, I guess I should start by saying that the Cult AU is technically an umbrella term for several little aus that I have that exist at the same time as each other. The first being the “crossover AU”, which is the events of the The Walten Files, FNAF, and eventually Harmony and Horror (possible Mandela Catalogue but I don’t want to force that into the writing and make this a “multiverse” because that’s just too much. So I’d need to sit with it for longer as a concept) happening at the same time and overlapping. William and Henry were familiar business partners with Jack and Felix. They wanted to do a lot of marketing and co- performances with Bon’s and FredBear’s. They may or may not help cover up each other’s murderers Their kids are all friends with each other! While Jack and Felix didn’t really want to get too involved, William was also entertaining the idea of a toy line for marketing Fredbears characters with Martin Greywhinder’s toy company. Without going to much into that (since I’m saving a lot of that content for the comics), there’s the cross over AU.

The second AU would be the “Evan is Gregory AU” I guess. I have an explanation for this one here if you want to read up on that!

And now finally we have the “Cult of Malhare AU”. So, I’m sure the fandom is familiar with the Vanny/ Reluctant follower concept with glitchtrap. Though, in this AU she is anything BUT reluctant. But I wanted to expand on that and make it feel a bit more “culty”, and bring in some more familiar faces. William was experimenting with remnant way back in college when he initially met Henry. Once they started getting closer Will shared his research with Henry and got him in on it. Later on when Will married Clara she learned about it by accident when she found some stuff she was not suppose to see in his office. While neither Henry nor Clara participated in the murders, they helped Will hide them, and Clara acted as an accomplice multiple times. It’s important to note also that back in the day, Jeremy, Fritz, and Sammy (yes Sammy from the books, he’s alive and older than Charlie here) were Michael’s 3 other friends in ‘83. Remember that for later. You fast forward a little bit to Henry and William having their super dramatic and messy break up with the business and Henry opening up his own diner with the Toy animatronics, where he hires Jeremy and Fritz as night guards. Henry knew Jeremy and Fritz were still friends with Michael in college and trusted them. After days of stalking, multiple break in attempts into the diner as scare tactics, and patience, William murders both Jeremy and Fritz and collected their remnant. This attracts the attention of young, private detective Sammy Emily, who wants to help his dad put William in prison and get revenge for Charlie’s death. How Sammy dies and has his remnant collected by William, that’s for a future comic 👀 After William dies, Jeremy and Fritz’s spirits are trapped with Will up until he makes contact with Vanessa and glitchtrap is able to form. Jeremy and Fritz are now able to materialize as well. Jeremy presents himself as living to Vanessa as a beta tester to help lure her closer and closer to Glitchtrap, and she only learns about Jeremy being dead this whole time when he finally allows her to see his “true” state. I.e. when Vanessa thinks Jeremy spilled ink on himself wearing a Halloween mask in the VR tapes. Vanessa has always been hiding some “dark secrets” and now with the exposure to the cult, and after a series of trials, she commits herself happily to Malhare. At this point, William has created a massive virtual space to keep his followers, including Henry and Clara, who’s souls he’s trapped in his own personal digital hell with him. Now skipping to the present, Michael and Charlie are back having survived the fire and having been in hiding, only coming to the plex when Charlie felt compelled to by the other spirits. They try to help Gregory and eventually the spirits of Evan and Elizabeth, but as they spend more time in the plex though, the old animatronics begin to come back as well. This includes Cassidy and some of the others, wanting to make sure William stays in his VR purgatory, but the Funtime animatronics have been rematerialized by Malhare, and they are fully invested in their creator’s daughter as they are given a second life and chance to do Afton’s bidding. Michael is also being haunted by Jeremy, Fritz, and Sammy as they try to get him, Gregory/ Evan, Elizabeth, and Charlie to join the cult and reunite with their family.

I have a reference post here for the “Malhare follower’s faces and masks, but they correlate with the masks that the boys wore in ‘83.

I’m still working out a real title for this mess of a series, but I’m running with the Cult Au for now, since they all sort of end up together again even after death with the Waltens, since Michael and Sophie are “really close friends” and inevitably make their families run into each other again.

Ok, I hope this helps! Please feel free to keep asking questions, it honestly helps me solidify concepts. And of course, let me know what you guys think!

[birlwrites]

so i was wondering. we have a lot of sibling duos in ttdl. regulus and sirius, ofc, but also evan and katherine, maeve and felix, miranda and miles, off the the top of my head. how would you say they're similar to or different from regulus and sirius?

OOOOOOOOOOOO okay

i'm going to start with miles and miranda because that'll be relatively brief - the mckinnons are a large, very tightly knit family, so while miles and miranda are twins and thus very much grew up together, they have many very close cousins (both in age and in dynamic), so they're not each other's *only* siblings in the same way that regulus and sirius, evan and katherine, and maeve and felix are each other's only siblings

we already know a little about miles from seeing him in ttdl, so i'll say that miranda is also a chaos child in a very Ravenclaw way. someone should probably just be following her around at all times repeating 'just because you can doesn't mean you should' very loudly and then perhaps it will stick

unfortunately for the older generations of the mckinnon family, most of the kids are like this in one way or another. at least marlene only gets into dangerous situations via quidditch (as far as they know)

on to maeve and felix!

(oh also, a cw for what's under the cut - once i get to evan and katherine there'll be references to transphobia)

the age gap between maeve and felix and between evan and katherine is very similar - katherine was one year ahead of felix at hogwarts. i'd say that maeve and felix vs evan and katherine is also a good thing to compare, because of that. and part of the reason that felix exists in the first place is so i can be like 'look! a healthy sibling relationship! it IS possible!'

although i will say that maeve and felix don't really have the same tension surrounding inheritances that evan and katherine or regulus and sirius do. maeve's current life plan does involve some financial dependency on her brother, simply because he's going to be the head of the family eventually and she's not going to marry into another family, but she's not really competing with felix for resources - they're both just. always going to be bulstrodes. so they're sharing for the rest of their lives and they're good with that because it's how things have always been

like, there was never competition between them for who was going to inherit the lordship, for Patriarchy Reasons™, and maeve is fine with not inheriting it, so........ things are just..... fine? (regulus and sirius and evan and katherine making noises of disbelief in the background)

there's also the fact that felix is willing to use *his* position as heir as leverage to help maeve get what she wants - namely, a life of just chilling at the bulstrodes' ancestral home, telling felix's kids embarrassing stories about their dad and otherwise vibing

so felix and maeve are allies on a familial and personal level, and that smooths over a lot of potential conflict before it can even begin - their goals can coexist pretty easily

and that leads me very neatly into discussing evan and katherine!

we'll get to this a handful of chapters from now, but evan and katherine used to be very close (as close as siblings can be when there's about a 6 year age gap and they're young enough that that sort of thing makes a big difference)

i need to give some context on inheritances and such, and then that'll probably indicate to you precisely how their relationship went down the drain

okay so! as we know, evan is trans, and he transitioned when he was 12, which involved him officially becoming heir rosier. before that point, the rosiers didn't have an official heir. evan and katherine's parents were advised against trying for more kids, so they were like 'fine, we'll just wait until we have a grandson and then he'll be the heir'

so the way things were set up was that their kids would inherit roughly equal amounts of stuff. in the case of lord rosier's death before grandson heir rosier came of age, this hypothetical grandson's rosier parent would be regent (to represent a family in the wizengamot, you have to be a blood relative of the family - there are some contingency plans, but they're super complicated)

and, of course, grandson heir rosier would also inherit a lot upon lord rosier's death. the heir always gets the bulk of everything

so katherine looked at the big age gap between her and evan and figured 'oh, i'm DEFINITELY winning that race to have a son, that'll be my family.' she was very, very comfortable in this prediction of the future, enough so that she never felt really threatened by the possibility of not having it. it just felt like a given to her, so there was no reason to be antagonistic about it

so i think now you can see the explosion on the horizon.

katherine did not respond well to evan coming out, to the degree that their parents stepped in to handle it. this was years ago, so their parents' position on the matter is that there was a rough patch but their children are civil to each other now, mostly. evan and katherine quietly loathe each other, and there's not really any hope for reconciliation there

so at least regulus and sirius are doing better than them!

most of these sibling duos don't have voldemort/the death eaters putting pressure on them, which is one big thing causing strain for regulus and sirius in general. blood purity just... isn't something that comes up as much. but it's top of mind for the blacks, mainly because of the winning combination of sirius, andromeda, and bellatrix. it can't NOT come up, and it's a super important topic in the family, so (perceived) political disagreements can turn into huge things

in terms of how they grew up, i would mostly compare regulus and sirius to miles and miranda and evan and katherine - they're really close in age, so they were able to do most things together (like miles and miranda), but they also weren't surrounded by a ton of other kids to play with at all times, so they were each other's only choice for companionship a lot of the time (like evan and katherine)

maeve and felix spent time together growing up, but they're nowhere near inseparable, and regulus and sirius spent the majority of their waking hours together, much like miles and miranda or evan and katherine (evan idolized katherine and wanted to do everything she did)

but regulus and sirius's conflict is fairly unique, because the blacks just can't do anything normally (and also because they're the Heir And Spare in a way that none of these other sibling combinations are, bc Patriarchy™. regulus essentially waiting in the wings to take sirius's place by default, regardless of what either of them wants, puts pressure on them that these other sibling pairs don't share)

there's also the fact that regulus and sirius just started fighting... for the sake of fighting, really. the apple does nOT fall far from the tree in that family, but also, i don't expect the greatest degree of emotional maturity from preteens. it's no surprise that they followed the example their family set. but it's not like evan and katherine, really, because the grievances between regulus and sirius are very much a chicken and egg situation. everything is retaliation with them

there are a LOT more sibling duos but for the sake of (lip service to) brevity, i'm going to end this response here! as always people are welcome to ask more questions

[lovely-jily]

potions and locked closets

hey!! sorry this is such a long fic BUT i just wanted to say that i’m also working on this same fic but from lily’s pov lmk if you’d want that:))) thanks and i love you all so freakin much <3

James tried to steady his breathing. His heart was already beating too quickly for his liking, and he hadn't even seen her yet. He was already surprised that she agreed to be his partner; they both know that it would likely be another hour of pointless bickering but nonetheless. Lily Evans had agreed to partner with James for their weekly project Slughorn had assigned. She finally said yes to something.

"Fine," she had said after he asked her, following it up with, "But I'll undoubtedly need help with Transfiguration this week, so if you swear to help me, then I suppose we can partner."

In all honesty, James wasn't having too much trouble with his Elixer to Induce Euphoria, but he just wanted an excuse for Lily to be with him. And maybe if she saw that he had matured at least a little bit, it would make her start to tolerate him.

If that were even possible.

The dungeons were decently empty, but Lily had intentionally reserved the potions room in advance so no one else would be around. Meaning they would be completely and totally alone.

When he walked into the room, she was fiddling with the size of the fire under the cauldron. She was at the desk she usually sat in, the second row to the left, with her back to him.

"Evening Evans," He said, setting his bag on the table and standing next to her, "I see you've started already."

"Well, I actually want a good score on this," She exhaled through her mouth and flipped through her Potions book, her dainty fingers lingering on the words "Elixer to Induce Euphoria".

"I'm right there with you," he said, rolling up his sleeves. He watched Lily's eyes dart from his arms back to her textbook. From what James could see, she already gathered the ingredients and had them neatly organised in front of them.

"Alright, you can start by skinning these then?" She said, swiftly handing him the Shrivelfigs.

"Got it," he noted the way her eyes darted up to his for a second when she was handing him the Shrivelfigs, their skin touching momentarily. While it was only a second, it was long enough to cause James to hitch his breath in an all too noticeable way.

He started skinning the flower, trying to ignore the way her perfume smelled or the curve of her jaw. She tied her hair up in a low ponytail, pulling out tiny wispy hairs that framed her face. He chastised himself for the dirty thoughts that followed, but, Jesus, he couldn't help his want to do the most unholy things to her when she did that.

She started working on porcupine quills as he attempted to pull himself together.

"I wish we got Amortentia."

James took a sharp inhale, resulting in him coughing on his own spit. She, Lily Evans, the same Lily Evans who insisted she hated every fibre of his being every day since they were twelve, wanted to make a love potion with him- James! James Potter! As in the same James Potter that she would shoot daggers at any excuse, the boy she would scold any second she could, the boy-

"It's just so much more of a challenge compared to this one," she finished.

Right. Of course. That's why Lily wanted to make that potion, no other reason, as much as James wanted there to be.

"At least we didn't get Felix Felicis. That takes a while," He ignored the feeling of his heart sinking and his stomach twisting as he finished up the Shrivelfigs. He should've known that was the reason, but he couldn't help but innocently jump to conclusions with her.

"What did Amortentia smell like for you?" She asked, causing James to start jumping to conclusions again.

How do I answer this honestly without giving away the fact that I smelled her?"

"Fresh bread, rain, and- uh- my mother's shampoo," He mentally kicked himself for bringing up his mother, but it was the quickest thing he could think of on the spot, "What about you?"

She sighed, stirring in the quills, "The ocean, my mum's hot chocolate and a cologne of some kind, but I couldn't place where that one was from."

A pang of jealousy beat along with James's heart as he thought about her smelling another lads cologne. Whoever he was, he was a prick.

She shook her head quickly as she seemed to panic for a moment, hastily saying, "Anyways, I'm sure it doesn't matter."

She fiddled with the ladle, brushing the few hairs out of her face. Her cheeks were bright red.

"You alright there, Evans?" He asked as he turned to look at her. He swallowed what felt like all his dignity and pride but was actually just the extra spit that always was around with Lily.

"Just fine," She cleared her throat and handed him the Sopophorous beans, not looking at him, "Would love it if you could start working on these, though."

"Got it," he mumbled as he started dicing the beans.

"No, Potter," His heart lightened a little at the sound of his name in her voice, even if it was to chastise him, "Those are far too small. They'll dissolve too quickly."

"What do you mean, this is how Slughorn does it-"

"Slughorn always cuts things too small, but he makes up for it by moving a little quicker-"

"Well, that's stupid. What kind of a teacher-"

"James," She looked up at him, sighing, and despite her exhausted expression, his lungs lifted immensely at the sound of his first name. She never used his first name.

"Yes, Evans?"

"Could you perhaps go find more in the Potions closet? I think it'll just make things a lot easier."

"Got it."

The closet was cluttered, full of misplaced ingredients from students whose first priority clearly wasn't organisation. After a solid minute of staring at the mess, he called her in to help him.

"What do you mean 'Can't find them'- I just saw them," she huffed, shoving herself next to him in the tight space. James would be lying if he said he didn't do this on purpose but let the boy live. He would take any excuse to be in close proximity to the girl.

"Not sure how anyone could find anything in here. I feel bad for the poor bloke who has to clean this during detention," He said, hands on his hips as she stood in front of him, green eyes scanning the shelves. The closet door closed behind her, and while they weren't any closer than they were by the desks, it almost felt like she was right on top of him. It was taking his total concentration to not think about shoving her against the door and having a long-awaited snog.

"It'll probably be Sirius," she said, glancing at him, a smirk on her face.

He chuckled as he looked at the messy shelves, suddenly shy from her eye contact, "Probably. Maybe we should leave him a note."

They faced each other, her back towards the door and his towards the shelves of messy ingredients. There was just enough room between them for her to fold her arms against her chest, her smile making James's lungs feel extra airy, "Or we can charm the Wolfsbane to fall off every time he tries to put it away."

James laughed, shaking his head as he looked down at her. Their faces were only inches apart, and his heart was beating so hard he was worried she could feel it.

"You know, for such a stickler for rules, you're quite creative with pranks."

She smirked, "I've learned that you can get away with a lot more if you aren't so obnoxious about it."

James let out a fake, dramatised gasp, "You?! A Prefect breaking rules?"

She just shrugged, a smirk still painted on her face. James took a second to look at her, feeling fortunate that not only was he was in the potions closet with her, but she had chosen to carry a conversation with him. This friendly banter was still a little rare, even though they had been getting a little closer lately. Since the incident at the end of fifth year, roughly nine months ago, James decided to get his act together. Mainly for the sake of Lily, but also the threat of war was becoming more than just rumours, and he knew that a war was no place for an immature bully like himself. He was not a person that he- or really anyone- was proud of, and he wasn't okay with that.

James was about to say something when her eyes lit up at something behind his head.

"There it is!" She said and reached her arm out to grab something just next to his ear.

Under normal circumstances, James would've been disappointed that she found it because it probably meant that his time in a closet with her, the girl he's wanted to shag since he had first laid eyes on her, was now over.

However, when Lily reached forward to grab whatever they were looking for (James had since forgotten. Other things had occupied his mind the past couple of minutes), she had subconsciously pressed her body up against his. In a panic, James put his hands on her waist. They both looked at each other with panicked eyes when they realised what was going on, faces close enough that James felt her heavy exhale as she attempted to catch her breath. Her eyes darted to his lips as he was suddenly aware of how naked they felt without hers on them. He instinctively bit them.

James cleared his throat and politely turned his head away from her, trying to reduce the awkwardness.

"Er-Um-Sorry," He said, taking his hands off her waist and shoving his hands into his pockets. Lily's hand was still grasping the beans behind him, and she was staring at him, seemingly debating something. Feeling shy and awkward as she studied his face, James was staring at her left earlobe, noticing the freckle resting next to her small pearl earring.

"Don't worry about it," She mindlessly whispered, still looking intently at him. She seemed to be deep in thought and was not thinking about the words she was saying.

James was just surprised she wasn't showing any signs of being uncomfortable. He would've guessed that she would be yelling at him by now.

"So-uh- I guess we should get-" James cleared his throat as he reached for the door handle behind her. He was nervous under Lily's stare and was having a hard time keeping composure. He wasn't sure what she was thinking, and that honestly bothered him more than if she was yelling at him. At least he knew how she felt then, but he was entirely in the dark right now, "We should get going. The potion's probably been simmering for too long."

Lily blinked and shook her head as if leaving a deep trance. Suddenly embarrassed and blushing, she nodded her head and cleared her throat.

"Right," She said as James tried the door handle.

It didn't move.

He tried it again.

Nothing.

"Well, shit," James said, trying to jiggle the door handle again with both hands despite knowing it wouldn't work. She probably thought he did this on purpose (Which wouldn't be a terribly bad idea if James wasn't so afraid of her), "It's locked."

Lily's eyes widened in a panic, and she promptly turned around, trying the door handle for herself. When it inevitably didn't work, she turned back around and sighed as she leaned against the door, looking up. She groaned and brushed the hair out of her face.

"I forgot that Slughorn keeps it locked," She said, still huffing, "Normally, it doesn't matter because he just keeps it open, but..."

James felt his pockets for his wand and remembered he left it on the desk, "You haven't got your wand, do you?"

Lily looked down as she felt her own pockets, looking back up as she shook her head.

It was then, at the sight of a dishevelled Lily Evans, that James realised that he was locked in a closet with her, and he had a hard time remembering why this was such a bad thing. He tried to shove out the thoughts that entered at the way she looked dishevelled and breathing heavily. The things he would do to be the one making her look like that...

"Sorry, Evans. I feel partially responsible for this predicament," He shook his head, trying to regain self-control. What was he thinking? This was Lily Evans he was thinking about. The girl who never failed to let him know just how much she wanted to strangle him at any given moment.

She said nothing, instead resumed studying his face. He sheepishly messed up his hair, unsure what to do with his body under her gaze.

"Oh, Christ, James," She said in annoyance, biting her lip softly.

"What did I do? I didn't know about the lock!" James said defensively, finding it odd that she was just now getting mad at him.

She rolled her eyes and just looked at him.

"Fuck it," She said, and before James could form a confused expression, her hands were pulling his neck forward, and her lips were being slammed against his.

"What the fuck?" James said, shock widening his eyes as he pulled away slightly. He clearly was baffled beyond logical thinking and reason because Lily would be shoved up against the door if he were thinking clearly. There was no way that Lily Evans, the same Lily Evans that swore she wouldn't ever go out with him not even nine months ago, had just kissed him. Passionately, at that.

"Are you complaining?" She asked, a soft smirk resting on the lips that James was just kissing.

"What-No? Of course not, I just-"

"Then shut up," She whispered, feeling her way from his neck to his tie, which she pulled him forward with so their faces were close again, "And give me a good snog."

"Yes, ma'am," James smirked and tilted his head, pushing her against the door and kissing her firmly without a second thought.

[slytherindisaster]

Just some ramblings because I have some ocs I need to work on and I don't want to forget about it. Also a few questions I did forgot about and I'm bad at communicating so this is my way of handling this.

The Sapiehas

Their birth years and overall existence don't make much sense because I fucked up when I decided on Gabriel's birth year making him like 10 years olden than the rest of HPHL mcs so let's just pretend that it makes sense in the end ok.

CJ — 3 years younger than Gabriel, Hufflepuff, because his father died when CJ was barely 14 he grew up idolising him and resenting Gabriel for always rebelling against his rules. CJ ends up following Joseph's footsteps and becomes an auror and also just like his father developing a problem with alcohol. He would either have a wife he does not care for or just stay single apart from some meaningless relationships. He dies from alcohol poisoning at age 34.

Margaret — 2 years younger than CJ, Ravenclaw, INFP, lesbian. The fact that her brothers never stopped fighting broke her heart. If I could find her some love interest it would be fun because she deserves it but I'm also tempted to leave her to be a spinster and also the coolest aunt to Gabriel's kids. Or maybe both. Either way she wouldn't have any kids on her own.

Jojo & Elisabeth — because of my dumbass decision to make Winnie's birth year 1905 that would make Jojo & Elisabeth's birth years 1901 & 1904 respectively. Also @beloved-bucky I know we've been talking about them and how they would make cool fantastic beasts ocs but as I said I'm shit at communicating so it got dropped. Since I shamelessly already took Winnie my question is – would you like to take one (or both) for yourself? I know I can be shitty when it comes to collaboration so I thought it might be easier to just split and develop them separately? If you want? Or just drop all the ideas about them at once and maybe then try to make sense out of it?

Mallory & The Rosiers

They're all just a bunch of random ideas plastered on a faceclaim rather than fleshed out characters but I'm working on it. Also @cursebreakerfarrier are we content with Toby and Winnie having two kids or do we want more?

Mallory Brokenshire — born 1931 to Winnie & Toby, 2 years younger than Jem, slytherin, INTJ, owns a potion shop on Diagon Alley. Again because I'm a dumbass and can't do math she would be only 20 when her daughter is born but I could totally see Tilly just hanging out at the potion shop for half of her childhood. I'm more concerned about how on earth would she have a potion shop by that age but maybe grandpa Gabriel could help with that.

Sterling Rosier — around 4 years older than Mallory, Pukwudgie house alumni, freshly finished with his Healer training when he comes to England to reconnect with his family there. He and Mallory meet in her shop when he has to run errands for the hospital. Then he ends up coming there for stuff he doesn't really needs and less than a year later they're already engaged. He is a sweetheart tho so I might kill him prematurely >:)

Leland Rosier — Sterling's brother, I'm not sure atm what's their age difference but I'm tempted to make them twins. Basically everything about him is tbd

Victor Rosier — Sterling's father, probably born sometime around 1901 but I'm not sure yet, his family moved to USA when he was 5 or so and he is a Thunderbird alumni. He works as an Auror and he used to be Tina's partner before she was dismissed. I will probably open him for ships if anyone's interested but keep in mind that he has to have at least two sons.

Evangeline* Rosier — a pretty big timeskip here because she would be a golden era oc. Either Harry or Ginny's year. She would be Evan & Felix's sister and she would be a Hufflepuff. Idk much about her for now, I might give her a ship with canon character but I'm not sure yet. She's the best tho.

*her name will probably change tho

The Parkers

Tilly Brokenshire-Rosier — not much going on here tbh, she's Mallory and Sterling's daughter, Lizzie's mother, a gryffindor and a professional Chaser, although her career is cut short when she gets pregnant and then her husband and step-son dissappear in mysterious circumstances and well everything goes to shit.

Anthony Parker — he's a cool guy who doesn't have much luck in life, his wife left him with a little kid and he has trouble with keeping his shit together, I'm not sure how he meets Tilly yet but they're the sweetest and she instantly loves Jacob and they're so happy together. Until they're not. He is a Hufflepuff and a magizoologist who specialises in winged horses.

Jacob Parker — so, yeah, he's Lizzie's half-brother and he is around six years older because I saw this post and I really like that logic, he is a big wip still but I might kill him or Lizzie in the second wizarding war bc I'm a bitch

[oliviayamaoka]

Evan MacMillan (Trapper) x reader continuation

It had been nearly a year since you were released from the realms. But, despite the time, the trauma and nightmares never went away. You heard the familiar chuckle of the Nightmare when you fell asleep, you’d hear the Clown laughing, and the Huntress humming when you were in public. None of it was real of course but it still stuck with you. Sometimes you wondered how the other survivors dealt with the aftermath of stuff. How was Evan?

Evan. You researched the MacMillan Estate, it was real. In this reality but you weren’t sure about the time periods you were taken from. You planned to go eventually but returning from the realms was overwhelming. Seeing your family and friends again was amazing but you also needed to catch up with life. You were gone for a total of four years yet never aged. You tried explaining to your family what happened but they didn’t believe you. And now, you were in therapy. The cops also asked you questions and assumed it was a case of trafficking or a kidnapping. Still, they refused to acknowledge the fact you didn’t age. Time was a strange concept nowadays. 

However, none of this stopped you from loving Evan. You knew he was real and you could never forget the pain the Entity brought down on you. You took notes and planned to drive to Washington without a word. You would have gone sooner but your family kept you off the grid due to the things you’d shout in your sleep and the whole story behind the realms. It was understandable yet frustrating. It angered you to think everything you went through was invalid. It made you feel even more alone now, knowing that nobody else knows what happened in those realms. Nobody knew what it was like.

Y/N sighed as she slid on her coat over her sweater. It was a cold day but it was now or never. You had a good dream last night, it was about Evan. Your lips curved into a happy yet solemn smile as you thought about the idea of spending your life with him. The two of you talked about it while in the realms. You never really thought about romance or the idea of spending your life with somebody until you met him. It was bizarre, falling in love with somebody who was supposed to make your trials a living hell. The Trapper, they called him. Y/N got into her car, still thinking about him. The smile never left her face. She had only hoped that Evan was from this timeline but didn’t keep her hopes high since she met Laurie and Steve, people from the 70′s and 80′s. It was a crazy experience.

Hours Later

The MacMillan Estate. You broke into a cold sweat as you lifted your hood over your head, exiting your car. Y/N was happy to have finally found it but the memories of being hooked and tortured were still fresh. Your eyes shut as you took a deep breath to relax yourself, no killer can hurt you now. Nobody ever will. Your hand subconsciously rested on the side of your chest where you’d have been hooked over a hundred times. 

Your eyes opened after a moment. You had to be brave, to see what became of this place and if Evan was here. Your eyes averted towards the gate. Y/N walked towards it. It was chained but loose. During your research, you learned teens would come to look around the place. Y/N’s hands fumbled with the old chains before finally being able to pull them out of the gate’s handles. The gates were pulled opened and Y/N took a step inside. It felt too surreal to see the familiar buildings and the brick walls you’d vault over. The only difference being was that there wasn’t a killer shack or any hooks anywhere. It was evening yet it wasn’t as blue as the realms version of the place. 

Y/N shut her phone off as it vibrated and kept her hands in her pockets as she walked through the Estate. She smiled as she recalled a funny encounter with Yui and Feng, the three of them would joke around and make the best out of their situation whilst working on a generator near the coal tower. Another memory popped up, she remembered talking with Felix about the architecture of McMillan Estate. He said the place was fixable. It was funny because Evan saw nothing wrong with the place. Y/N unknowingly chuckled as she walked towards the main building, thinking about the good times she had with the others. It was nice to recall those memories, she hoped her friends were dealing with the situation well. 

You stopped near a old workshop table and noticed a metal welding mask. Y/N was quick to pick it up and observe it. Evan would sometimes wear these masks to trials but he only wore it when fixing traps or making them. Your thumb brushed against the metal feeling of it, it was old. As you held it, you observed the rest of the items that were on the workshop table. There were some old blueprints and other stuff. Y/N’s heart skipped a beat when she saw the initials ‘E.M’ written on one of the tools. Your eyes rested in relief as you got some sort of confirmation he did truly exist. Still, your eyes watered in both relief and sorrow. You longed for his touch, for his firm hold on you to keep you from going crazy again. 

“Come back to me.” You whispered as you wiped away your tears. 

You took a few moments to yourself, holding the mask close to your chest. Y/N sighed deeply before turning around with it still in hand. You figured you should do some more investigating. 

“You’re on private property.” A gruff voice from behind you said. Y/N gasped in shock, not expecting anybody to be around. 

You whipped around, dropping the mask, Your heart was already pounding. The person had given you a good scare, YN’s hands trembled but quickly stopped when she made eye-contact with the much taller man. His expression also seemed to drop when he was able to see the hooded person’s face. It was Evan. Your mind was processing a million things in the moment as the two of you stared at one another in shock.

“Y/N...?” He asked lowly, having his own doubts about timelines and realities. 

“Evan.” You managed to say as his expression lit up. Through your tears, you laughed in joy and relief. It really was him.

Without any second thought, you both rushed towards one another. He hugged you tightly as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Y/N smiled widely as tears streamed down her face. Oh, how you missed his firm hold on you. Evan was still somewhat in shock but he kissed your head. He missed your scent and the feeling of you in his arms, safe and loved.

Y/N looked up at him, cupping his cheek in her hand. Your thumb brushed against his upper cheek, it was an amazing feeling that consisted of sweet relief and tenderness. No Entity. no interruptions. Nothing. Just you and Evan at last. There was a look of sadness and love in Evan’s eyes. All that mattered to him now was that you were here with him. 

“I couldn’t find you and I wasn’t sure if...” He said to you in awe.

“It’s fine, it’s okay.” You say to him as you both lean in for a kiss afterwards.

The kiss was passionate and long. Your hand rested over his on your lower cheek. After the moment had passed, you both pulled away but never broke eye-contact. A single tear fell down his cheek. You’d never seen Evan cry, even if it was just one tear. He kissed the palm of your hand as you smiled warmly.

“I missed you so much, Evan... I-I wasn’t sure if we were in different time periods or whatever. I would’ve came sooner but my family was being crazy and I-“ You said as he interrupted you.

“That doesn’t matter anymore... You’re here now.” He said to you.

All you did in response was smile widely in happiness and hugged him tightly as he lifted you up, twirling slightly. It was such a rewarding feeling, finding him again and not feeling so alone.

Evan felt the same. A part of him felt empty after being released from the Entity. He felt relieved he didn’t have to be tortured by it again to hurt people. Especially you. It took him a bit to get adjusted to being back in the real reality. He never did stop thinking about you.

Maybe you could indeed live the life you two fantasized about whilst stuck in the realms. Either way, only time will tell.

[seredelgi]

One Tree hill ships ranking

So ok, this is very mainstream but I just wanted to do this thing. This is my opinion, no need to get upset.

Note: I’m only rating couples that did, at some point, develop some sort of romantic  or pshysical feelings, wether mutual or one sided. Also, I will be rating them based on how much I enjoyed them. This means that if one is higher, it doesn’t mean it’s better on every aspect.

1. Nathan Royal Scott & Haley James Scott

Is there even anything to say? Those two are soulmates.

2. Peyton Sawyer and Jake Jagielski

Because those two had such perfect chemistry, and Peyton did deserve a guy like Jake.

3. Brooke Davis and Julian Baker

Damn am I glad that Brooke finally got the happy ending she deserved. She could finally feel loved and taken care of, and Julian was so good to her.

4. Brooke Davis and Lucas Scott

Because, as much as I hate Lucas for breaking her heart twice and for pretty much being unsufferable, he was his best version of himself when he had Brooke at his side. Plus, those two have great chemistry.

5. Peyton Sawyer and Lucas Scott

They were kinda cute, even though I definetely felt less chemistry than there ever was with Brooke, Lucas has always loved and wanted Peyton more. I’m happy they got together in the end, I just wish they had realized it without breaking hearts all over town.

6. Brooke Davis and Chase Adams

I don’t know why, but I loved this storyline very much, even if it didn’t last that long.

7. Skills Taylor and Bevin Mirskey

Too cute omg, deserved so much more screentime.

8. Karen Roe and Andy Hargrove

Liked their relationship far more than her and Keith, and loved Andy’s character. Pretty underrated.

9. Quinn James and Clay Evans

Kinda cute, even if, let’s face it, completely predictable.

10. Marvin “Mouth Mcfadden and Millicent Huxtable

Cute, even though they never really interensted me that much.

11. Skills Taylor and Deb Lee

I thought they were funny and very cute, despite the age gap. I could see Skills going for an older woman. Sue me.

Also, Deb’s best era.

12. Lucas Scott and Rachel Gatina

Well, what can I say? I kind of enjoyed watching Lucas end up going after someone else while two beautiful girls are already after him.

13. Karen Roe and Keith Scott

I’ll be honest, I’ve never really liked the two that much even as characters, so I wasn’t really into it. That, plus the absent chemistry, and the typical storyline of the man who is in love and never tells it because??? But, they were left without any clousure, and they had a daughter, so…

14. Brooke Davis and Owen Morello

They had something, but the show decided to ruin it.

15. Chase Adams and Alex Duprè

So yeah, they made sense.

16. Brooke Davis and Felix Taggaro

Ok so, I didn’t enjoy them that much, and they were pretty toxic, BUT at least I could see him really caring for her even if his ways were more than flawed. Brooke just deserved better tho.

17. Dan Scott and Karen Roe

I know, I’m surprised they made it so high, but the thing is, even if they were, of course, a big fat no in the end, I feel like the show had to explore their dynamic at least once before putting it away for good. I enjoyed that storyline very much exactly because of the complications that it developed.

18. Nathan Scott and Peyton Sawyer

As a couple? Absolutely freaking not. Worst pairing ever. They brought the worst in each other, but as friends? They just made perfect sense.

19. Nathan Scott and Brooke Davis

If there ever was a universe in which Nathan Scott wasn’t madly in love with Haley James, which I highly doubt, than in that universe, these two still fuck. In our universe tho, they were, without a doubt, the most underrated friendship of the show. And we were absolutely ROBBED of more scenes.

20. Dan Scott and Rachel Gatina

Ugh, as much as I see the reason behind them together I just wish they hadn’t done Rachel so dirty. Such a good character, but they kinda let her go in the latest seasons.

21. Nathan Scott and Rachel Gatina

As much as I would have never have beared the sight of them actually together, it was kind of fun to see Rachel try.

22. Dan Scott and Deb Lee

Absolutely freaking worst couple of the show, brought the worst in each other, and were never able to get through their differences, not even for their son.

23. Haley James Scott and Chris Keller

Haley’s lowest point, we can all agree on that. But I kind of feel like this had to happen to make her and Nathan’s relationship even stronger.

24. Peyton Sawyer and Julian Baker

Not gonna lie, I was pretty interensted when it became clear they had a past and it seemed like he wanted her back, but then, as soon as the Brooke/ Julian dynamic developed, I just didn’t want Brooke to have someone to share with Peyton all over again.

25. Lucas Scott and Lindsey Strauss

A pathetic attempt at making us fear they wouldn’t have let Peyton and Lucas finally be happy, and yet another excuse for Lucas to behave despicably.

26. Chase Adams and Mia Catalano

I’m sleeping already.

27. Peyton Sawyer and Peter Wentz

For real?

28. Julian Baker and Alex Duprè

I cannot express how much this relationship frustrated me. Because I got that, but why can’t Brooke just get a break and have a man without competing with anyone?

29. Rachel Gatina and Cooper Lee

No. Just… No.

Surely I’ll be missing some. Some of them i didn’t put ‘cause they’re not enough relevant to me.

[drawing-way-outside-the-lines]

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Chapter 12 - The true scent of Medieval times.

Episode 2.       

Andy: *Somewhere in NY city, in an alley, sitting on a rusty set of stairs with a beer in his hand, contemplating life, as suddenly Ronan walked up beside him* Heeeey man! *He forced a soft smile, sighing deeply*

Ronan: *He smiled warmly* Are you alright?

Andy: *He shrugged lightly* Beats me?! *he forced another smile and sipped his beer* Time to go home?

Ronan: Not per say *he gestured at the stairs* May I sit?

Andy: *Equally gesturing at the stairs, he snorted lightly* It's public stairs, no need to ask for permission...

Ronan: So tell me *he sat down next to Andy, planting a hand on Andy's thigh, squeezing it firmly* Why is your head hanging?

Andy: *He chuckled soft and wrinkled his nose as he looked at his beer bottle, casually rolling it in his palms as he leaned forwards, placing his elbows on his knees* ..... Adrian....

Ronan: I see. *He squeezed Andy's thigh again, then let go* And what about Adrian?

Andy: *He sighed deep* He's so amazing, and I'm scared... I have fallen so deep and so fast for him.... we seem to have this amazing connection, yet I'm scared it's all in my head. It's somehow way different this time... and I feel really vulnerable for the first time in ages.

Ronan: *He smiled soft* How come?

Andy: *He sighed deep* I don't know? Starting things with Congo, was easy, cause we had known each other for so many years. It was also easy-ish with Evan, for the same reasons, although I did lose it for a while thinking he wouldn't want to be with me, because of the whole gay thing... I mean, me being a guy and all... Things were easy with River as well.. he gave in a lot faster than I expected. Then there was Raven *he chuckled soft* and we both know who was the forward one there *he chuckled again and sipped his beer*

Ronan: Yes. *He chuckled soft* He tends to go for what he wants.

Andy: *He nodded soft and sighed* Elliot was already gay, so I never doubted, I was just my usual cocky self... and it was pretty much like that with Ben as well... most of the time at least... my biggest worry with Ben was that he doesn't need more problems in his life, and I definitely come with a lot of that... *he sighed deep* but I never doubted for a longer period that he wouldn't love me.... you know? With Adrian.... I'm... just.... terrified, I guess?

Ronan: *He staid quiet a short moment before he spoke, in a warm, caring voice* And what are you terrified of?

Andy: *He took a long deep breath, then he shook his head* I know it's crazy... he literally killed someone for me... why should I even be doubting him?... I'm scared I'm gonna be too much for him... well I suppose I am scared of that with all my partners. But with him it's much more intense. I don't know how to describe it. I guess it's this whole being "twin souls" or whatever I'm supposed to call it... fuck... *he frowned soft and shook his head again, as tears gathered in his eyes* I'm scared he's gonna wake up and see the addict sit in front of him... I'm scared my sexual drive is gonna be too much in the long run. I'm scared he's gonna see the mess I really am... not the cute endearing mess... the raw core of the fucking mountain of shit that I truly am., and he's gonna run away and never look back! He used to be with Felix... Felix who's always newly washed, smelling nice of flowers with his silky hair and slender body, his silky soft skin and his fresh breath and manicure nails. *He held a hand out in front of himself, studying his fingers* I got day old dirt under mine, and sometimes I don't shower for days! I smell more like stale beer and ashtray than anything else!

Ronan: Hm... from where I'm sitting, you smell pretty good to me.

Andy: *He sighed soft*

Ronan: Andy... Adrian isn't exactly a shampoo commercial either. I'm sure you have taken more than a long look at his oil greased clothes and hands. I'm sure he also has days where shower time isn't a regular thing. The way I see Adrian, granted I don't know him very well, but the way I see him, is, that he's very down to earth about pretty much everything around him. Sure he's also at the same time a complicated individual, but the very core of Adrian, is a very simple man, who doesn't need a bunch of fancy things. Yes, he happened to be with super clean Felix... but he is also partnering up with Benjamin. Now I'm not calling him dirty, but he's certainly not 'fresh out of the spa' either *he chuckled soft* neither is Adrian. Adrian is more 'fresh out of the hood of a car'. Adrian to me is more the type to sip a beer, observing you giving him a blowjob, while his oil covered body tries to relax after a hard day of work.

Andy: *He couldn't help but lick his lips at the thought of oil covered Adrian* Yes...  but I'm also the one who likes it filthy.

Ronan: And who's to say Adrian couldn't have a filthy side as well? You did already point out he has been with Felix *he smirked softly*

Andy: *He sighed deep* But Felix was too much for him, remember?

Ronan: Right. But not in terms of "filthiness", Andy.

Andy: I know *a soft whiny noise escaped him*

Ronan: Mhh *he wrapped an arm around Andy's shoulders, pulling him closer to himself* How about you simply try talking with him?

Andy: Noooooooooooooooh *he looked at Ronan with wide eyes* Nononono *he shook his head lightly* Oh no!

Ronan: What's the worst that could happen?

Andy: Uhm *he squinted his eyes* he could run away!

Ronan: Adrian doesn't seem like a guy that would run very far. He actually seems like a guy who definitely does not wanna leave his base for longer time than absolutely necessary *he chuckled soft*

Andy: *He frowned lightly, not finding Ronan's joke amusing at all* How do I tell him I am madly in love with him, and want to spend every minute of the day with him, just being covered in oil and beer, rolling around naked on the floor on top of old Rock Lp's, making love all day long? But at the same time I also wanna bend him over and fuck him both in human and wolf form? How do I tell him I want his wolf to tear me open and dip his big wolf dick so deep inside me that he pokes my lungs? And how the fuck do I tell him I'm terrified of losing him, cause if I do, I fear it would be like losing one of the most important pieces of me? How do I tell him I am terrified every single minute of the day, that he will get tired of me, or I will be too big a mouthful for him in the long run? And how do I tell him I am sure he will dump me as soon as Ben returns, cause how could I be anything more than a past time fling? Ben left, then Felix broke up with him... he's all alone now, and he's filling that void with me... I know it in my heart, Ronan. I'm not good enough... soon enough he will forget about me again.

Ronan: *He frowned deep as Andy's words started to sound more and more like Raven's* You're sounding an awful lot like a dear little brother of mine, which is coincidentally the very reason why I came looking for you anyway *he sighed soft*

Andy: Huh? *he looked at Ronan questioning*

Ronan: Raven has been talking the same nonsense about Benjamin for weeks, and today it became too much for him, the fear of not being good enough and soon be forgotten, and he left. All of the McKinney clan has been searching for him, but you know just as well as I do, that Raven is very skilled, and he wont be found until he wants to be *he frowned soft and somewhat worried* I actually came looking for you, in hopes that perhaps he would have contacted you?

Andy: No *he shook his head lightly, but quickly stuck his hand in his pocket, fishing for his phone, and as he caught it, he took a quick look at it, but there were neither any messages, nor unanswered calls* No... I'm sorry

Ronan: *He nodded soft* Well, it was worth a try. *He sighed deep* He hasn't been himself for a while, Andy. I didn't want to worry you, but it has been going very down hill for quite a while. He seemed to find support in Benjamin, but now that Peter is back, he has gotten himself convinced not only that him and Benjamin are over, but also that Benjamin and Peter will end up together, and Peter will quickly lose interest in Raven as well.

Andy: That's nonsense!

Ronan: Just as nonsense as Adrian leaving you? *He tilted his head, observing Andy's face*

Andy: *He groaned soft* You're annoying.

Ronan: *He chuckled soft* I'm sure Raven would agree on that, if he was around.

Andy: *He forced a soft smile* Will he be okay?

Ronan: Eventually. He sometimes take off like that, when things become too much for him to handle. But he always finds his way back home. We just have to give him some time, that's all. He will come around when his head is a brighter place to be.

Andy: *He nodded soft, but couldn't help but feel a worry grow inside him, slowly replacing his worries about Adrian* Is there anything I can do?

Ronan: No. If his family can't find him, I doubt you will be able to. But if he at any point contacts you, I would love to know, please...

Andy: *He nodded eagerly* Yes! Of course!

Ronan: Thank you *he smiled warmly and nodded soft* So what now? Are you just going to sit here alone, drinking in a NY alley the rest of the day?

Andy: *He shrugged lightly, then chuckled hoarse* I hadn't really thought this through yet, if I have to be honest... as usual

Ronan: *He chuckled soft* Here's a thought then... I'm not really in the mood to return home to a crying mother, right now... How about we go get something to eat, and go clubbing?

Andy: *He snorted in his beer as he was about to take a sip* You go 'clubbing'???

Ronan: *He chuckled soft* Wouldn't be the first time I go clubbing with you

Andy: Yes, but last time the club was literally empty and it was only us and family... *he smirked as he thought back to that night* Damn good sex though!

Ronan: *He chuckled warmly* There's a nice place not many blocks from here, Odie has taken me there a couple times. They should be open by now, and the music is great. Drinks are pretty pricey on the other hand, but that also means the dance floor is less crowded and you have more chance of moving *he smiled encouraging at Andy* What do you say?

Andy: *He chuckled hoarse and emptied his beer in a big mouthful* Sounds good to me! Beats sitting on a rusty stairwell anyway...

[ourloveisforthelovely]

A Perfect Storm Part 3

Harry Potter Marauders Ers- Post Hogwarts

Link to Part 2 

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: M 

Song in Chapter: Weather by Molly Parden 

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I've been watching the weather where you are to see where it is that you're taking my heart. I've been praying that you haven't lost it yet. 'Cause it's times like these I don't want to forget

For the next few days, you decided that you weren’t leaving your room or talking to anyone. It didn’t matter how many letters and expensive pieces of jewelry that you received from Regulus or how many times that your mother came to harass you; there was no coming out. Evan didn’t bother, you knew that you brother was smarter than to even try.

It wasn’t until day 4 did the family elf Curly turn up in your room did you speak to someone.

“Mistress Y/n, your father ordered Curly to come up and tell you that the dark lord is coming to dinner. Master told Curly to inform you that you are to get decent and…”

Before Curly could finish there was a knock at your door. Your father’s voice came from the other side.

“Y/n, I want you to open the door this instant. I want to have a word with you.”

You quickly pulled on a robe before opening the door. It was very few and far between when your father came to your room for anything. Something had to be very wrong for him to show up.

Opening the door, you faked a smile.

“Father, I’m glad you’re home!”

You said as cheerfully as possible before wrapping your arms around your father’s shoulders. He held you back for a moment before motioning to the sofa in the corner of your room.

“We need to have a chat.”

You had a feeling of just where this was going to go but decided to play dumb.

“Of course.”

Your father, for the most part, decided to leave the child-rearing and decisions to your mother or nannies. He only came when something was unmanageable for the previously mentioned parties.

Sitting down beside your father, you decided to let him make the first move. Maybe he wanted to talk to you about something else. Maybe he needed advice on a new necktie or something? If you were lucky that was going to be the topic.

When am I ever lucky?”

You thought bitterly as your father smiled before cupping your cheek.

“You’re always such a pretty girl, Y/n. I think that is why your mother and I worry so much about you. While we support your career and the wonderful growth that we have seen in you over the past few years there is a topic that I need to discuss with you. If I don’t, I wouldn't be a good father, in my eyes. Your mother informed me of the situation regarding Regulus Black. I believe that it would be in your best interest to take him up on the offer of a proposal.”

You swallowed. This was going to be the conversation that you expected.

“He never mentioned that.”

Your father chuckled.

“Evan also told me everything that happened. I don’t think that Regulus really was able to get to that point. Y/n, you used to be so crazy for Regulus.”

You scrunched up your nose. This behavior would have earned a slap from your mother but your father was more willing to let you speak your mind.

“That was before he left me for another woman. Father, I don’t care if it was due to a love potion. I was and am still hurt but I do love him. I suppose that I am afraid of being hurt again.”

Your father nodded.

“He apologized and is trying very hard to earn your favor again. You can’t blame Regulus for situations that he couldn’t control. I don’t think that he would go to the extent of sending you such nice gifts if he didn’t care. This brings me to the topic of our discussion. I have spoken with Orion Black and the dark lord himself, we have all decided that it is in your best interest as well as our family’s best interest that you marry Regulus…”

“Father...where was I in this…”

Your father held up a hand.

“You will marry him, Y/n. Like it or not, I have to think of all of my children’s futures. Felix is in Italy. Evan is busy with being a death eater. For you, my only daughter, I have to make sure that you secure a smart match with a good family. The Black family is more than a smart match. I know that you and your children-to-be will be more than financially secure and your history with Regulus makes the decision either. The dark lord, although he typically doesn't get involved in family affairs, agreed to this match as well. Now, Regulus will be here soon as will everyone else. Get up, put on a nice dress and fix your hair. You will not embarrass our family. I have worked too hard to disappoint the dark lord. Therefore you will not disappoint me. Do you understand?”

As much as you wanted to fight back, you knew it would do no good. To be a woman and fight back in a pureblood household, yours especially, would just get you banished. Knowing your luck, your parents would find some way to sabotage your career and leave you penniless.

“Yes, father.”

You finally replied. Your father grinned before patting your face.

“Wear the black dress.”

Your father was gone before you were able to make an argument. He left you sitting alone on the sofa with wide eyes and a completely shattered mental state. Had this been five years ago and your father dropped this kind of bombshell on you, you would have been thrilled. You would be marrying the man of your dreams. There would be no confusion on either of your parts. Regulus wouldn’t be in a state of panic and you wouldn’t feel like a mess of nerves,

As you pulled on the black dress that your father requested you finally let your mind go to Regulus. As much as you didn’t want to you couldn't help it now. All you could see were those grey eyes locked on your face, the way he smiled (when actually did that), the way he had always been beyond gentle with you when other boys weren't...everything. Even with everything that you had gone through it was impossible to stop loving Regulus. You couldn’t just stop loving someone that you had loved since childhood.

The two of you had been shoved together at any spare opportunity by your mothers. Both Walburga and your mother had it decided since before the two of you were born that you would be for each other. To both mother’s delight, both Regulus and yourself “clicked” from day one.

That is what made Regulus’ betrayal with Ambrosia all the more painful. You didn’t just lose your lover...you also lost your best friend. Regulus (whether it was by love potion or not) was gone and wanted nothing to do with you any longer. The pain was more than words could really say or anyone could understand. It felt as if you were missing your right arm. The person that you went to for everything was gone.

Maybe you were being harsh on him now...especially since you knew that it wasn’t his fault but one had to protect themselves right? You had, for the most part, figured that out over the past few years. Sure, Evan was there but you wouldn’t have your brother forever. There was also the realization that Evan would agree with whatever your father (and most certainly the dark lord) ordered. It wouldn't matter what Evan actually felt. If it interfered with his sense of duty, his feelings would be placed on the back burner. Your other brother Felix didn’t really care either way. If he had to step in to fight for your honor he would but he would rather not be bothered by your train wreck of a personal life. His comment on the matter to your parents was “Betroth her to someone else. Problem solved.”

The sense of duty...That had been shoved upon Evan, Feliex, and yourself from dayone. As much as you wanted to throw your hands up and say “fuck it” you couldn’t. You could be like Sirius and say to hell with everyone but you weren’t able to do it. There was the very real knowledge that you would lose your family as well as the possibility that you father would have you killed. This was one way that the Rosiers was even crueler than the Blacks. If you were Walburga’s daughter, she would simply blast your name from the family tapestry and “forget” that you were ever born. Your parents, however, were not like that at all.

Your eyes had fallen to the photo of Regulus and yourself that you had never taken off of your vanity. It was the picture taken on the day that he had given you the engagement ring. You smiled at how “in love” the two of you looked. Regulus was nuzzling your face before kissing you softly.

Maybe it can be like this again?

You thought, hopefully. It would take time that was for sure. Regulus would have to gain your trust back and maybe you would need to let some of the walls that you had built fall.

That would be easier said than done…

After taking more than enough time, you finally decided to go downstairs and face the music. Walking through the formal living room and dining room, you saw more than plenty of familiar faces...just not the face that you were expecting. You had expected Regulus to be waiting for you to come out of hiding.

You know better than that. He isn’t going to draw that much attention to himself.

You thought as your attention went to your mother who was talking to Walburga Black. Smirking to yourself, you couldn’t help but wonder if that pairing is where bad ideas came from?

“Hey, you’re alive.”

You turned to face Evan, who had come to join you. Focusing on your brother’s face, you narrowed your eyes on him.

“Have you heard about my apparent engagement?”

Evan nodded.

“I have.”

You were suddenly unnerved by Evan’s calm stance.

“And your feelings?”

Evan shrugged. He wanted to say that he thought that it was a train wreck in the making but he couldn't. Evan believed that the tension between Regulus and yourself could be fixed but it would take a lot. Was he worried that Regulus would hurt you again No, Regulus had clearly learned his lesson but that didn’t stop the older brother in Evan from worrying.

“Father nor the dark lord asked for my input.”

Evan watched as you made a shocked facial expression.

“You’re supposed to be on my side, Evan!”

Evan wrapped an arm around your wrist and pulled you into the empty drawing-room.

“I am on your side...for your information but I have a job that I have to do. When the dark lord says something is a certain way, we go with it. You know this. Do you love Regulus?”

You nodded. Evan sighed.

“There...then this will work out. Y/n, we have duties that we have to fulfill no matter how personally difficult.”

Evan replied in his cold death eater voice. He looked over his shoulder before his eyes softened.

“Look, if Regulus is unkind to you in any way...I’ll know about it. I’m bigger than he is so I think that you will be just fine. Now go back in there and put a fake smile on your face...like we do all of the time.”

You wanted to say more but knew that it would be useless. Evan was on the right side of the tracks and apparently you were just being difficult...whatever.

Stepping back into the dining room, you noticed Regulus finally. He had apparently just walked in. You were thankful that he hadn’t seen you yet. Looking him over, that desperate feeling of love returned again mixed with the undying need to run for your life. Turning you slipped into the kitchen without making a peep.

I've been watching for the tiniest warning signs, and I'm afraid they might be right, I've been praying for a tell-tale sign, So I can keep you there in the back of my mind, I'll keep you there in the back of my mind,I could never understand, I'd have to ask him again and again, It was out of my hands, I'd have to ask him again and again

You stood in the kitchen focusing on the song coming from the record player that your mother was listening to. Resting your head against the wall, you wanted to come to a conclusion if things were really out of your hands or if you had the “chess pieces” as your mother suggested a few days before. If your mind wasn’t such a pretzel of emotions this situation may not be so damn difficult.

“Y/n?”

You looked up to see Antonin Dolohov standing in the doorway. This was the last person that you wanted to really deal with at the moment. You found Dolohov as interesting as a block of wood.

“Hello.”

You replied as he stepped further into the kitchen. He looked around the room with a forced smile (that he never needed to do again.)

“You look awfully pretty tonight...if no one told you.”

Internally gagging, you forced a polite smile. You wanted to tell the man that was obviously desperate for companionship to go find someone else. There were enough “man” problems in your life without his help. If Bellatrix hadn’t married Rodolphus Lestrange, you would have pointed Dolohov in her direction. They would make the perfect psycho couple.

You internally sighed as the realization that Bellatrix would soon be “family” to you. This day was just getting more and more magical by the moment!

“Thank you, that’ s a very nice compliment.”

You said. Dolohov smiled again.

“I was wondering if you would like to have dinner sometime. You’re a fine woman of quality.”

Oh, Jesus Christ

You thought, mentally giving yourself a facepalm. This had to be the worst “please date me” proposal that you had ever experienced.

“She’s engaged.”

Both Dolohov and yourself turned to see a very annoyed-looking Regulus in the doorway. You smirked as Dolohov put two and two together.

“To you, I am assuming? Black, you waited no time to move on. I can’t compete with this.”

He turned to you with a smile before walking from the room. Regulus scowled at the other man until he was gone from the room. Once Dolohov was gone, Regulus turned to you.

“Are you alright?”

You nodded, rolling your eyes.

“He’s repulsive.”

Regulus nodded. He waited a moment to say anything. This was the first time that you spoke to him like the “old” days. Even if it was about another man and only two words, Regulus would take what he got.

“Try working with him.”

You turned back to the kitchen sink, pretending to be doing something.

“I suppose you heard the same news that I did?”

You questioned, as you cleaned up a mess that Curly obviously forgot. Where the elf ran off to, you had no idea. What you did know was Regulus had moved beside you. You smelled his scent and internally sighed. Regulus being this close to you was both a comfort and wrecking your nerves at the same time.

“I did. Just so you know, I didn’t plan any of this out.”

“I know.”

You replied. Regulus blinked a few times. He had expected a bit more of a “spark” out of you. In fact, he was half expecting you to start throwing things at him. When you didn’t, he wasn’t for sure what he was supposed to do. You had always been the one that was quick to anger and he was the one that had to talk you down over whatever the event was.

“Y/n, I’ll be a good husband and I think that you know that.”

You still didn’t look up, which annoyed Regulus a bit more.

“I know. We’ve been pushed together since we were babies. I know everything about you, Regulus.”

Regulus finally got annoyed enough and reached out to take the cleaning cloth away from you. You quickly looked up as Regulus turned your body to face his.

“Then you know that I never...ever...would have hurt you intentionally. I think deep down under all of the stubbornness that you were blessed with that you know that too. I also think there is also a part of you that is still in love with me no matter how much you want to deny it.”

“I never denied it.”

You replied as Regulus wrapped an arm around your waist. The two of you stood quietly for a moment before you pulled away. Regulus looked as if you had taken his heart and smashed it.

“Regulus, we’ve both changed since school...since all of this nightmare began. I am not the wife and mother type...I don’t want to be like my mother or your mother.”

Regulus crossed his arms over his chest. He decided to go with the “olive branch” that he had saved for this conversion. It didn’t matter how much he disliked what he was about to say. If it helped him get back with you, he would be willing to give it a shot.

“I’m not asking you to give up your life. You can still be a model if you want. I’m not asking you to give up your life for me. In fact, I would prefer that you don’t be like our mothers. They are horrible enough. As far as my daughter, I don’t want her having the kind of example that we had growing up. Y/n, i’m not asking you to take the place of her mother but she needs a good example of what a woman should be. I can’t do everything on my own. I miss the us against the world thing that we used to have going. What do I have to do? What do I have to say? I am running out of ideas. I am almost to the point of pulling out the sass card and telling you to get over here…”

Regulus stopped his monologue when you smiled.

“Why are you smiling? What about this is amusing?”

You shook your head. When your mouth opened, you weren't sure yourself what happened.

“Come here, Regulus.”

“You’re not going to hit me are you?”

He asked with a small smile earning an eye roll from you.

“No, I am not going to hit you. I need you to prove to me that I can trust you fully.”

You replied as Regulus wrapped his arms around you. He considered trying to kiss you but decided against it. Pressing his luck at the moment didn’t seem like a great idea.

“That isn’t asking much. I’ve missed you.”

He said in a near whisper. You lay your head on his shoulder as all of the emotions of the past five years hit at once. If you were much of a crier, you would be sobbing right now.

“I’ve missed you too.”

Regulus didn’t dare attempt to let you go. Having to let you, the person who provided the most comfort to him, go was not about to happen. You were the one that fixed a lot of the bad things in his life. He wanted to hold you for as long as you would let him. Part of Regulus was surprised that you hadn’t tried to kick him.

“I have a feeling that you are still a bit of a handful.”

Regulus said with a small smirk. You scoffed.

“A bit?”

Regulus tilted your face to his with a small smile.

“Not that I’m complaining. I am kind of looking forward to a life of wondering just what in the fresh hell that I have gotten myself into.”

Before he was able to kiss you, your parents stepped into the room with Walburga, Orion, and Voldemort behind them. Regulus quickly let you go, choosing to ignore the look of approval that his mother was giving him. Walburga had sent him a scathing letter the day before with the news of the engagement arrangement that he better step up his wooing game. Expensive jewelry clearly wasn’t winning you over and if Regulus wanted to win you back then he better do something quickly before another man stepped in. Regulus would have rather taken his time and repaired the broken relationship in a “healthy way” but with parents like his and yours...that wasn’t going to happen. If he was lucky all of the bullshit that just oozed out of his mouth would be enough to please you for the time being. Things were a lot easier when the two of you were 10 years old and your biggest worry was what kind of bug that the two of you were going to throw on Sirius.

The moment that Voldemort stepped into the room, you watched Regulus go from himself to death eater mode. You hated how both Regulus and Evan would become almost cold robots anytime that Voldemort was around. It was required of them, you knew this, but that didn’t mean that you had to like it. Watching their faces turn ice-cold wasn’t something that you really enjoyed. Now you were going to have to forever watch it (unless something truly sudden and unexpected happened to the dark lord).

You also knew to limit your own thoughts as well as not be too “showy” when it came to emotions. If you touch or babied Regulus or Evan too much, you would hear about it later. You had to sit by either Regulus or Evan and be the supportive fiance and sister. It seemed only Bellatrix was able to get out of the “female norm.” If it meant doing things that Bellatrix did to step out of the norm, you would remain where you were. You wanted no part in having Bellatrix Lestrange as a mentor.

“Good, there the two of you are.”

Your father replied.

“Father.”

You said, simply as Voldemort strolled over.

“I suppose the two of you have been informed of the arrangement at hand. While I normally don’t get involved in domestic affairs because I don’t want to, I really think that the two of you have a lot to offer. I have been informed of the love potion incident and this is to be forgotten. Do you both understand?”

Both Regulus and yourself nodded.

Forgotten my ass.

You thought, hoping the dark lord didn’t pick up on that. To your relief, he didn’t seem to.

“Yes, sir.”

Regulus responded as Voldemort turned to you with a smile.

“The both of you have been arranged to marry since you were children. There is no sense in letting a little roadblock ruin what is good planning. We need more purebloods in this world. Y/n, dear, I will make sure that the Parkinsons are punished for their daughter’s doings. You can be assured of that.”

Voldemort turned his attention back to Regulus.

“As for you, take care of this pretty girl. Now, we have a meeting to get to. You’ll be okay without your fiancé for a few moments.”

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[neptunium134]

something I've been thinking about recently, is what hogwarts houses the fe drivers would be in, what are your opinions, I'm curious

Hmm, that is a good question. Apologies for the late reply, I've had to put some thought into it.

I'm going to do it by teams alphabetically just cuz it's easier for me to look at. I am also not a massive HP fan, so my knowledge of the houses comes from the films, what I've been told and what I've seen on Tumblr, so apologies if I get anything wrong.

I am also only going to do the current 21/22 driver grid, otherwise it'll get too complicated and I don't know the first four grids so I can't make a good assumption.

Feel free to add your ideas!

Avalance Andretti

Jake Dennis - I've always found Jake really sweet. He doesn't seem to be as robust as some of the others so Imma gonna say Hufflepuff for him.

Oilver Askew - I don't really know Oli A all that well unfortunately, I couldn't even tell you where he comes in the WDC currently so Imma have to default on this and say Gryffindor

Dragon/Penske

Sergio Sette Camara - Sergio's always seemed pretty quiet. I don't see a lot about him, so I'll have to say Hufflepuff.

Antonio Giovanizzi - Hufflepuff. I'm sure we're all agreed, moving on

DS Techeetah

Jean-Eric Vergne - JEV gives me massive Slytherin vibes, not cuz he's evil or anything but he just gives me those vibes

Antonio Felix Da Costa - He's a bit of a joker, so Imma say Gryffindor

Envision

Robin Frijns - Very laid-back, so Imma say Hufflepuff again. He seems like he wouldn't mind

Nick Cassidy - Again, I don't really know much about him, but he did get a pole last year so I'm going to say Slytherin for pure ambition as a rookie last year

Jaguar

Mitch Evans - Again, based on sheer ambition, I'll say Slytherin. I mean p9 to win, twice? That's surely Slytherin vibes

Sam Bird - Hmm, kind of hard. I'll say Ravenclaw mainly on the basis is he's one of the longest-racing drivers in FE so he's gained a lot of knowledge.

Mahindra

Alexander Sims - Ravenclaw, based on the fact Dario said he was one of the smartest drivers on the grid. He does also give off Hufflepuff vibes as well, but Imma stick with Ravenclaw

Oliver Rowland - Another difficult one, but I'll say Gryffindor because he's made some moves

Mercedes

Nyck de Vries - difficult, but I'll say Gryffindor based on him being a massive ball of energy and I don't think anything can stop him

Stoffel Vandoorne - Once again I'm torn between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, but I think I'll say he's Hufflepuff based don't he fact he's really sweet and fairly laid-back most of the time, but he does have Ravenclaw vibes

NIO

Oilver Turvey - Gryffindor. You have to be to drive that car, sorry mate.

Dan Ticktum - Slytherin. Need I say more

Nissan

Sebastien Buemi - Like Sam Bird, Seb has been in FE a long time, so I think it's only fair he too is a Ravenclaw

Max Gunther - Gryffindor, he's quite punchy when he has a good race

Venturi

Edo Mortara - Hufflepuff based on the fact he said his biggest weakness is his daughter and he melted my heart

Lucas Di Grassi - Slytherin. Needs no elaboration

Porsche

Pascal Wehrlein - Imma say Gryffindor because he just gives me those vibes

Andre Lotterer - Gryffindor again. He just has those vibes, I can't explain it

Let me know what you think!

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The Walls - Chapter 1

[ haha i'm totally not starting a new self ship fic just so i can kiss Brahms,,,,,, totally,,,,,,,,,, ]

[ anyway ya boy is back in business and ready to be painfully gay again ]

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Felix had been the groundskeeper for the Heelshires for three years now. He’d seen potential nannies come and be rejected on their first day. He had watched the traps laid out do their job time and time again, always wondering why the rats bothered the family so much when they willingly chose to live out here.

And, of course, he had seen the boy.

He considered himself friends with the doll version of the Heelshires’ dead son, Brahms. He would shake it’s little porcelain hand, say hello every time he walked by it, and even take care of it whenever the Heelshires asked him to.

But he was also aware of whatever lived in the walls.

Felix wasn’t stupid. He grew up in the country, down in the southern states of america. He knew what rats sounded like. He knew what a creaky house sounded like. This was something big, something fast. Something that had been in there for a long time.

Sometimes Felix felt like he was being watched, but only inside the house. He could tell. He never saw whoever it was, but he knew they were there. It honestly didn’t bother him much. He didn’t live in the house- there was a small cabin on the property that he stayed in.

He was out in the yard when the newest nanny arrived- a woman from the states, like him. He’d heard the Heelshires talking about her for the past week, cautious but hopeful.

Personally, he didn’t think she would last. Especially not when he saw her getting out of the taxi. She was small, weak looking. He didn’t trust her, so he just returned to his work.

It wasn’t until about an hour later that he was called into the mansion, presumably to be introduced to the new nanny. “And this is the groundskeeper, Felix Shaw,” Mrs. Heelshire said once he was inside. Felix instinctively reached his hand out for the nanny to shake, but promptly remembered that he was covered in dirt and dropped it.

“Greta Evans,” she greeted, giving Felix a small wave. He tilted her head at her, taking a moment to look her over.

She was a brunette, like him, with warm eyes despite her awkward stance and expression. Clearly she had not accepted the news that Brahms was a doll very well. Sucks for her, but she’d get over it eventually. How would she handle the thing in the walls though?

Felix opened his mouth to reply, but spotted Brahms first. “Afternoon, Brahms,” he said, giving the little doll a short salute of a greeting. “Found a flower I think you’d like out in the garden,” he continued, placing a pale tulip on the table in front of where the doll sat. “One for the thing in the walls too,” he added, patting the pocket on the front of his overalls that held a red rose.

And then he turned back to Greta, who didn’t seem all that pleased about the news. “There’s something in the walls?” she questioned Mrs. Heelshire, who simply shook her head and sighed.

“No, Miss Evans. Mr. Shaw is simply superstitious,” she reassured her, despite the short look she got from Felix. He wasn’t superstitious, and she knew that.

But he let it out. “Well, it was a pleasure to meet you Greta, but I really need to get back to work. It’s a large property, and it won’t tend to itself. If you ever need me, I’m usually in the cabin by the woods.” He gave one last glance between the two women, smiled to the doll, and returned to the garden, and his work.

Unfortunate as it was, Felix was now sure that Greta would be staying. She was pretty, and young, and he doubted that someone as childish as Brahms would let her go. Hopefully, she got over whatever conceptions she had of the doll child- the last thing she should do is end up ignoring him.

Not that he would be alone. Felix is all too used to taking over where others fail, and taking care of the boy was one of those situations. He expected he would unfortunately be staying in the mansion more often than usual while Greta was here.

Maybe he’d get to talk to the thing in the walls finally. Probably not.

It wasn’t long before he spotted Greta and Mr. Heelshire in the garden, checking the traps. “Now, Mr. Shaw usually checks these, but there are days when you’ll need to,” he heard Mr. Heelshire explain to Greta.

Of course Felix usually checked them. He had his doubts that Greta would stay long enough to need to take over it for him. He was glad when they left the garden, the silence he was used to falling again.

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The Heelshires left almost immediately after confirming that Greta would be the new nanny. Felix watched them leave- they seemed like they were in a rush, which was a little confusing. He knew they were off-put by the doll moving around and all, but he never thought they were afraid of it.

When heading into the mansion to congratulate Greta, and make sure she was following the rules, he made the very unfortunate discovery that she wasn’t almost immediately.

He found Brahms sitting in a chair, alone, with his entire body covered by a blanket. Two rules broken almost immediately by the brand new nanny. Felix yanked the blanket off of Brahms without hesitation, picking the doll up like a child.

And then he took off to find Greta. He could feel the thing in the walls watching him during this, probably following him as he jogged up the stairs to the upper floor in search of the nanny. He could hear it. He ignored it.

“Greta?” he called out once he was upstairs, surprised to find her rather quickly. She looked uncomfortable the second she noticed the doll, which only served to piss Felix off. He was, however, a patient man. He had dealt with worse, he could deal with this.

“You need to follow the rules. I know Mrs. Heelshire laid them out for you, and I know they aren’t difficult. Brahms is more than just a doll. He’s all those two have left,” he told her, his voice calm but his expression telling her that this was simply a thinly veiled warning. He lived on the property at all times. He knew exactly what was going on within the house. It wouldn’t be smart to cross him.

Greta cleared her throat awkwardly at the warning, but still held her ground. “Is that a threat to tell the couple, Mr. Shaw?” she asked, clearly using his last name as some kind of “I’m better than you” trick. It wouldn’t work.

“No, Miss Evans,” he replied, the chill in his voice almost as bad as the chill outside. “I am merely reminding you of your duties as the nanny. Hopefully, I won’t have to step in. But I will if I have to.”

With that, he handed the doll to her. “It’s bedtime. Put him to bed.” He stared at her as she just stood there, until she finally got the message that he wanted to watch her do it. He watched as she laid the doll down in the bed, not even bothering to change him, before returning to the hallway.

Felix rolled his eyes at her, pushing past her and into the bedroom. He kneeled down next to the bed, feeling those wall eyes on him once again. “Good night Brahms,” he said softly, pressing a small kiss to the doll’s porcelain cheek.

Before leaving, he turned to the wall. There was a small hole, one the thing inside presumably used to watch the room. “I found something for you,” he said, pulling the rose from his pocket. “I don’t know what kind of flowers you like. I hope this is good.” He gently placed the rose, stem first, in the hole. And then he left, shutting off the lights and closing the door.

It was going to be a long month if Greta continued to act like this, and he most certainly wasn’t looking forward to it.

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To Raise Children: Chapter 28

Chris Evans X Daughter!Reader, Grandpa!Chris Evans X Flynn and Felix Evans (OCs) Tom Holland X Single-Mom!Reader (Slow Burn)

Series Masterlist

OC List

Series Summary: It's been 4 years, your sons are starting kindergarten, you're starting junior year of college, a lot has changed.

Chapter Summary: Getting ready to go to Virginia to see the Bennets.

Series Warnings: Age gap (Reader is 20, Tom is 29), absent father, mentions teen pregnancy, mentions abortion, if you see anymore please let me know politely.

Chapter Warnings: Sibling agreements and insults.

Sequel to "It Takes A village"

It's June. Not much has happened except the twins graduating kindergarten. On to other things! You have planned a trip to Virginia to meet the bennets. You were excited for the boys to meet their sister. You hoped they'd get along cause even if they don't know their dad you want them to know their siblings. They're excited too they've been talking about it for weeks. You're just happy you have one less stress now that school is out for a little while. You still had work obviously but now you have time to spend with the boys. You found them a free day camp that they'll go to until you're done working.

You wished you could spend every day of the summer with them but you need to work. You did have weekends off though. So you planned to have a lot of fun on them. Going to park, swimming, zoo, you also wanted to teach them to ride their bikes without training wheels.

"Mommy why didn't you put us up for adoption like Amelia's mom did?" Flynn asks as you begin packing their bags. You look at him unsure of what to say. You've talked to Amelia's bio mom. You like her she's really nice and you've gained a friendship with her. She's told you her story, you told her yours.

"Well, uhm I had your Poppy and everyone else all there to help me with you two, while Amelia's mom didn't have that. She wanted to give her baby a good life though so she gave her to Janet and Kevin because they could give her that life." You try to explain in a way that he'd understand. It wasn't a lie you really did have more support in your life. She was going to be kicked out and unlike you she didn't have another place to call home.

"Well why didn't she give her to you so that we could have a sister?" Felix asks.

"Because she didn't know about me or you two." You put your hands on their knees. "But gran did and she connected us so that you two could meet your sister!"

"Gran is the best!" Felix grins.

"She really is." You smile. "Okay your bags are packed!"

———

"Dad we're meeting in public at a park. Multiple people will be there with us." You say into the phone as you drove to work. "I know your worried but even if we don't get along with them. They live close to washington DC we can go sight seeing."

"I know but Im just worried about you guys. I wish I could come with you." Chris says from the other side of the phone.

"I know."

"I wish you really would've taken Scott up on his offer to join you guys. I know you can take care of yourself but it is still dangerous." He says.

"I know... But it's too late the flight is tomorrow. It's only a week."

"Okay well keep me posted. How are the boys anyway?"

"They're so so excited. They can't wait to meet their sister." You say parking the car. "Oh dad I've been looking online at houses... I found a really nice one in Clinton. I won't be able to get it but when I don't have enough for a house I might look over there. I know the boys will have to change schools. But it really isn't far from you only like thirty minutes. And I looked at houses in Sudbury but they're so expensive."

"Okay. I am putting money away for it but I'm gonna wait till after I get a job at a salon. I need a steady income." You knew there was no rush. Chris didn't mind you there. He actually felt better having you there. Especially when he wasn't home. He knew someone taking care of his house and he knew you and his grandbabies were safe.

"Well when you are ready to buy a house I'll go with you to tour them!"

"Thanks dad. Okay I better get into work I'll call you later."

"Bye sweetie love you."

"Love you too bye dad." You hang up and climb out of your car. Luckily due to a shift change for the summer you're no longer working "rush hour" aka the time when everyone finishes work and school and come to Walmart to get last minute things for dinner. It's almost as bad as the weekends which you also got out of.

Except one, father's day weekend. You traded shifts with this older gentleman who you have worked with since you started here. He always spends father's day with his kids and grandkids. Normally he has it off and so do you but this year he got scheduled that day. Since your dad wasn't one you traded the day. Your grandma was going to babysit the twins for you so it should all work out.

———

One night and a terrible flight later and you're in Virginia. The boys were terrible during the flight. First the fought over the window seat, then wouldn't agree on a movie, you had to switch seats with Flynn cause they kept fighting. It was only an hour though luckily. If it was any longer you probably would've snapped. They've been at eachother's throats all day though. Which is odd for them. Sure they argue and all but those don't last for hours. You're hoping they're just hungry. It was nearing lunch time and they haven't eaten since breakfast. You guys ate about an hour and half before your flight so it would make sense if they are.

"Stop touching me." Flynn pushes his brother away. You sigh looking at the two of them.

"You were touching me!" Felix argues pushing back

"Boys." You warn.

"He started it!" Felix says frowning.

"I don't care who started it. Go sit down while I get us an Uber." They nod and hurrying to sit on a bench.

"Now we're in trouble because of you."

"Nuh-uh! It's your fault." You looked back at them and they shut up looking at the floor.

"See." Flynn mutters before he plays with the toy he brought with him on the plane.

"Shuddup."

"Okay are you boys hungry?" You walk over to them.

"Yeah!" Flynn nods. Felix shrugs.

"Okay sweets we'll go to lunch after we get checked in at the hotel!"

"Are we meeting Amelia today?" Felix asks you standing from his seat.

"Yeah we're going to dinner with them!" You telling taking his seat and letting him sit on your lap.

"Yay."

"Now boys. Why have you been at each other's throats all morning?" You ask them.

"He's annoying!"

"Well your a butthead."

"No! You are."

"Enough."

"Sorry mommy."

"Sorry."

You can tell that this is going to be a long day.

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