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bumblebeehug · 6 months ago

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Then They Were Two

Summary: Happy doesn't know how to cope with growing old and feeling lonely, despite his great amount of friends. Ao3

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Happy had always been Natsu and Lucy’s closest friend. He knew all their secrets, except for what they did as romantic activities – he could live without any of those details. He was Natsu’s best man at their wedding, and they even allowed him to walk Natsu down the aisle to compensate for not letting him be their ring bearer (which was for its best, Happy knew, since he could be quite clumsy and carried the risk of losing the ring before the wedding could even begin).

Truly, Happy knew Natsu and Lucy like the backside of his paw and they knew him just as well. Except, for some years he had been keeping a secret. He tried not to think of it as a secret – just a situation no one wanted to discuss, so the details were simply never revealed. Though, no matter how much he tried to go around it, facts were that it was a secret. He withheld information, which wasn’t a lie in itself, but to keep said information under covers he sometimes had to create small, white lies, just to not act suspiciously. Those white lies accumulated, and now he couldn’t tell if he was just adding a small lie to the story or if he was making the first lie bigger, more complicated.

Either way, Happy couldn’t bring himself to tell them. The timing was never right, he told himself. Exactly, the timing wasn’t right – there was the thing with their confession, then missions came in the way, then they moved in together, all things which took up all their attention. It wasn’t right to disturb them then. Then Natsu already started to plan the proposal, and Happy definitely couldn’t bring it up. And then there was the wedding planning, which he couldn’t disturb even if he were born evil. And then the wedding, then the honeymoon, then the children came, a little, blonde girl with wild hair and dark brown eyes, with her little brother, light pink hair covering his head, and brown deep eyes. Happy couldn’t disturb the peace then either – all his time went to babysitting!

He told himself that these were the reasons as to why he never had the talk with them. There wasn’t time. It always came back to that reason. Timing; too little time, too hectic times, too peaceful times. But truthfully, he had always known that time was the wrong thing to rely on. He was cowardly, not considerate. Had he bitten the sour apple, just taken the leap of faith and believed that life could go on as normal after the conversation, maybe he wouldn’t be in this situation right now. But here he was.

For some years now, he, Carla and Lily had been going to the town where Exceeds resided. The reason was mainly to visit family and friends, and to keep up with their local news since their papers weren’t as reliable as they could have been. But some years ago, Happy and Carla had lost their true familial reasons to visit. See, despite being magical creatures, the lifespan of an Exceed wasn’t as long as a human’s. It shouldn’t have come as a shock - the first sign should have been when Happy “catched up” in age with Natsu, despite Natsu being roughly ten years old when he found Happy’s egg. It’s common knowledge that humans mature slower than most animals, since they have a longer lifespan on average. He could both fly and talk right out of the egg, so naturally he would be early to age as well.

Well, it did come as a shock. First Lucky, Happy’s biological dad, couldn’t fly anymore. He told Happy that there was nothing to worry about, since his work didn’t require any flight. Then the ageing signs came one after one - his fish had to be cooked tender, or his teeth would hurt, he got prescribed painkillers for pain in his joints, and some years after that, Happy could see white hairs sticking out from his normally blue coat. His father had gotten old. And along him, Marl, Happy’s mother, also slowly deteriorated. She lost her ability to fly shortly after Lucky, and then she experienced all the same signs as Lucky did. Happy made sure to take care of them best he could - he took care of living expenses when the money from their farm didn’t suffice, and he brought Wendy’s herbal remedies for their muscles and joints. He even made a wooden cane for Marl, when her balance no longer was as reliable.

But then the inevitable happened. Lucky had been in bed with a fever for a few days, and though he recovered on most medical terms, he never got his energy back. The most he could manage for a week was a trip to the bathroom, maybe two if he was, well, lucky, and then, just a couple of days later, he passed in his sleep. The grief made it hard for Happy to come visit Marl, as every object in their house reminded him of his father. They never had the classical relationship of a father and son - Lucky teaching him how to fly properly, without crashing into things, or Happy acting like a broody teenager, but they had certainly gotten close. If anything, the years apart had made their hearts grow closer, so with weekly visits, often more, they had undoubtedly become inseparable.

Of course, with Marl’s rough condition, Happy couldn’t actually bear to leave her all by herself after she lost her husband. She never had the same stamina as Lucky, so the ageing deteriorated her muscles much quicker. She was a lot clearer in her head though, so when she got bedridden she still managed to be herself. It made Happy’s time caring for her a lot easier. He had decided to move in with her so he could become her caretaker, and so she didn’t feel lonely, but he realised that in the end, it was she who made him feel happy again. She knew how to shine light over everything, make the tough stuff easier for Happy to cope with. She always told the funniest jokes, and never hurried him when he made mistakes. Fact was, she was so clear in her head, that Happy didn’t see it coming when he woke up one morning and found her on the verge of death. She lied so still, with a calm air around her. Her breaths were clearly forced, a wheezing hiss sounding with every puff. Though her blue coat was dull, she looked pretty in her nightgown, surrounded by soft floral sheets.

Happy was a little ashamed to admit that he panicked. He started running around, his legs barely holding him up, trying to find the emergency lacrima to get her to the hospital. His hands were shaking and he forgot to breathe for a second as he activated it and started sputtering nonsense to the receptionist, but it was too late.

“Happy,” Marl called out in a whisper. Her mouth didn’t seem to cooperate with her, slurring at letters she had pronounced so well just hours before.

Happy dropped the lacrima on the floor and hurried over to her. He wasn’t stupid: he knew that there wasn’t time to wait for the ambulance. His mother was here, now, and she couldn’t wait. She raised his hand and carefully cupped his face. The action was strenuous, so Happy grabbed her hand and held it in place on his cheek. He was already crying, seeing her tired, glazed eyes.

“My little boy has gotten so big.” A single tear ran down her cheek.

“M-mom…” Happy’s voice cracked, but it was barely noticeable compared to the death rattle that filled the small bedroom. Marl’s hand went cold. The silence was short, but deafening. Happy cried like he never had before, wailing in denial. He didn’t want her to die, he wanted to hear more of her stories, more of her jokes, and more than anything he wanted more time.

It always came back to that phrase, didn’t it? More time. It was easy in hindsight to say he should have used the time he had wisely, rather than wishing for more. Even back then, as he was dealing with Marl’s funeral, he knew he should have faced the cold hard truth and discussed it with Natsu and Lucy. He should have prepared them for his own death. But he couldn’t. Once again, the timing wasn’t right. He had too much to think about, he told himself and kept quiet.

Though life went on like normal, Happy could recall his first signs of ageing. Natsu and Lucy had gotten their first grey hairs, but since Exceeds were a type of cat species, he knew he wouldn’t get them for a long time. No, he noticed how he couldn’t move around like usual. He wasn’t as flexible as before, and now the jobs made him strain himself more easily. He had talked to Lily about it at the time, and he told Happy that it wasn’t something to worry about - they were just growing older.

Then he noticed that his teeth were hurting. He normally took good care of them, but the many years from eating burnt fish and chomping down on fish bones, had taken its toll. And then his magical stamina started wearing down. He couldn’t keep his wings for more than 10 minutes, and those minutes were rapidly getting fewer. That meant straining his body even more, and at that point he moved back in with Natsu and Lucy. It felt nice to be back there, to be in the middle of a messy but loving family.

The last sign was a recent one. He had been making his way home from the guild, and suddenly felt lost. It was honestly scary, because he didn’t recognise the buildings around the river, and he couldn’t understand why his body was aching and why he didn’t have the energy to fly. So all he could do was to cry for help. Not even 30 minutes later, Natsu came for his rescue. Except, he looked too old to be his Natsu. His pink hair was dull, he had lines on his forehead and around his mouth, and there was a stubble growing on his chin. He looked like he could be Natsu’s father.

A few days later, Wendy explained to Happy that he had a spell of disorientation. He knew it was Wendy’s way of telling him he showed signs of dementia, because she then went on to explain that he had been walking on Strawberry lane, the street where Lucy’s old apartment had been before they renovated the buildings, but that Happy couldn’t localise himself in that state, so he panicked. She said it was only natural, and that it wasn’t uncommon to walk back to old places out of muscle memory, but Happy understood that it wasn’t just muscle memory. He had experienced muscle memory before, like when the fish market moved a block and he went too far. The difference was that he had caught on quickly, laughed at his silly behaviour, and then gone to the correct place.

So, with that recent experience, Happy had to make a choice. He could tell Natsu and Lucy that the time was near, and that there was nothing anyone could do, but to cherish the last time together, or he could do what his instincts were telling him. That would be to hide away, not only to keep himself safe from any dangers that might be around, but to also keep the Dragneel-Heartfilia family safe. Though his Exceed-brain told him that he wasn’t sick - he was just old, at the end of his journey, his cat-influenced brain told him that his weakness could be due to sickness, so he had to distance himself from the ones he cared about. His pack.

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Natsu and Lucy should have seen it coming. Or, they thought so at least. They had seen Lucky and Marl during their last months alive, and they were aware of the signs – at the end they could only boil it down to them not wanting to see them. Especially with the last week fresh in mind - Happy had been close to bedbound, though he didn’t want them to notice. Lucy saw how hard he tried to pick at things at home, picking up various dirty socks and trying to keep clean, but she also saw how often he had to take breaks. It was harder without his wings, it was clear as day. He had been accustomed to his wings his entire life, never even knowing a time when he could walk but couldn’t fly. Luckily Natsu had been quick to build staircases with railing up to the couch, the bed, the kitchen table, and other necessary places. Most staircases were quite heavy for Happy’s decreased muscle mass, but he made sure to keep a couple of lightweight ones around the house so Happy could go wherever he needed to.

Yes, both Natsu and Lucy had seen the signs, but refused to see them as THE signs. It was late in September when they one day didn’t find him anywhere. They had been up early, buying some groceries at the market. Natsu was almost certain he had felt Happy’s weight on his feet as he woke up, but he couldn’t remember actually looking at him, checking in on him. Lucy, who usually would pride herself on her perceptiveness, couldn’t remember either if she had seen him that morning. In fact, they only noticed he was missing at lunch time, because not even an old, demented Happy would miss his lunch. Immediate worry struck them both, and as they searched around the house, turning upside down on every possible sleeping spot as well as high-risk falling spot, Lucy caught Natsu in her arms, holding him down to stop his searching for just a second.

“Natsu, wait!” She said, trying to catch his eyes and through them his attention. “Hey, would you look at me? We will find him, alright.”

Natsu let out a shaky breath as she spoke to him.

“How about you calm down, close your eyes and breathe. Focus on finding his smell,” Lucy instructed, slowly massaging Natsu’s shoulders. She knew her brave facade wasn’t fooling him - her heart was pounding harder than it had in a long time, for she was worried sick of what could have happened. Hopefully he was only a few minutes into a dementia-spell, because if that was the case she and Natsu could coerce him to go home with them. Worst case… No, she didn’t want to think about it. Happy would be okay.

“I… I think I can smell him,” Natsu slowly said, concentrating on where his scent lingered the strongest. “I think he went out.”

Lucy was quick to get their coats and shoes, and soon they were outside, following the way Natsu’s nose led them. When they headed towards the woods they felt their feet hurry – no good awaited a defenceless cat in this landscape. No one knew what could be lurking in the shadows.

“Lucy… Something’s wrong.” Natsu had stopped walking. “It’s like…” He couldn’t finish his sentence. Lucy couldn’t say anything back. She just shook her head in disbelief. After a minute Natsu started walking again, slower this time, really trying to track down the exact position of his old pal.

It was Lucy who found Happy at the end. She had almost stepped on him, as he had curled in under a patch of moss. It was her sob that got Natsu’s attention. When she removed the moss, Natsu saw him clearly. Small, almost a bit boney from not getting much food when his teeth failed him, lying in a perfect, blue circle. He looked peaceful, but the lack of a heartbeat made Natsu’s ears ring. They broke down for quite a long time, not even having the courage to pet their deceased friend. They could only cling to each other, what they had left, and cry.

For many years, Natsu could only go to Happy’s grave in silence. To speak so close to his resting place would be too hard – wrong, in a sense. He had been buried at their fishing spot, and once a week Natsu would find time to sit there, casting his line. He liked to think that Happy was sitting beside him, casting his own ghostly line, and Natsu held many conversations with him in his head. Sometimes Lucy would join them. She always came with flowers, and when she thought Natsu was too busy with a caught fish, she would whisper to the headstone about their week. They would always cherish the time they were three.

#bumblebeehug writes #fairy tail #fairy tail fanfic #fairy tail fanfiction #minor nalu #fairy tail happy #happy the cat #happy the exceed #angst #fanfic #fanfiction #ft fanfiction #major character death #happy dies #lucy heartfilia #natsu dragneel

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klug · 10 months ago

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So Puyo Puyo Puzzle Pop is out and I see a lot of theories going around… This is half a self-indulgent post for me and half a poorly thrown together essay reviewing Sig and Aya's and the blue soul and the crimson soul's, relationship to each other. because boy is it a bit of a complex web. @_@

Some people were talking about their relationship today in EPPC, and I'm bad at talking to people, so I decided to put my thoughts in a post + touch on some misconceptions (I guess?) around since the game just came out and it relies on knowing information presented in extra material like the audio dramas and the (sega) novels.

And of course, spoilers for the first 4 main routes of Puzzle Pop.

some quick bullet points before I start… you can skip this if youre fairly familiar with fever 2, tetris 2, and the novels

is Aya possessing Sig?!

how did Sig's power get unleashed by Meena? are they super ultra powerful??

no, Aya is clearly still imprisoned safely contained in the tome of sealing, so it probably isn't behind this. We also know in Lidelle's route that it and Klug were having some kind of argument after he ran into Sig.

Well, in the game, Lemres establishes that Meena normally is not that powerful… Rather, it's been a bit implied over the course of the games that his powers have been growing stronger, so I think that it's more that Meena broke down a dam that was already barely holding itself together… a brief timeline…

Puyo Puyo Fever 2 - Sig transfers to Primp Magic School and his hand suddenly turns red. This can presumably be linked to his proximity to the tome of sealing. Akuma attempts to prevent further resonation by using the Ito Hairito enchantment. Attempts at "curing" his hand are touched on in Puyo Puyo! 15th Anniversary

Sig's Secret happens a bit before Puyo Puyo!! 20th Anniversary, and he has the incident of his powers being awakened by Witch's potion. This is the first time we actually see the "Demon part" of him take over, and it turned both of his eyes red when this happened. (src)

Puyo Puyo Tetris 2 - Sig and Klug are protected by a certain power from being influenced by Marle when she's causing mayhem in Primp Town. The crimson spirit was potentially protecting Klug in this situation, but what about Sig? I theorize that his own demon powers, which have been growing stronger, actually protected him as well. (Lemres' substory, PPT2)

Puyo Puyo Puzzle Pop - Sig befriends Meena and offers to share some of his power. This seems to open the floodgates and allow the demon parts of him to take over.

fun fact: The words for "arm" and "hand" are the same in Japanese, so a lot of fans were actually surprised when they saw that his entire arm is red and not just his hand when his art in 20th came out.

Now, with those bullet points out of the way… the meat of this post is focusing more on Sig and Aya/Strange Klug/Possessed Klug/Crimson Spirit/Whatever name you want to call its relationship.

I think most people take the text in the games at face value, though the editing choices in translation don't really help I guess...the first instance of "red power" being translated as "evil power" will never be forgiven, but it's okay since Lemres and Schezo get it right--. I see a lot of people think that Aya is somehow influencing Sig in this story, but it has been established that Sig has the potential to tap into the full power that Aya probably wants access back to in Sig's Secret when Witch's power potion spills on him.

Back then, Sig and Amitie's friendship, and really any of his friendships, weren't very well-defined. However, she was able to bring him back by reminding him of their friendship...

Hey, Sig! …Let’s go back to café prep, alright!? I mean, Raffina’s gonna be super mad if you don’t show up! And then Klug’s gonna go all sarcastic on you again! Do you want that!? And, and, we haven’t even figured out what to put on the menu for our Special yet! If you really want me to, I’ll let you put whipped cream, for real!” I just kept screaming one thing after another as it came to me. Please, please, please… Please, let Sig hear my voice! “Please, come back to us! I promise, we all love you, so, so much! And I know, I know that deep inside, you really, really want to stay with us, too…!”

(src)

He manages to regain control of himself though clearly Amitie reminding him of everything isn't working in Puzzle Pop.

I kind of resummarized the climax of Sig's Secret because it felt important to contextualize his behavior, how its different in Puzzle Pop, and how people tend to conclude that "he must be possessed by Aya" as the first thought in Puzzle Pop. I also did this, though it was because I watched the routes out of order (lol). The behavior of this not!Sig is reckless, power-hungry, very very very gloating (just read the novel), and doesn't see any importance in friendships when it comes to Amitie and Meena (Lemres' route in Puzzle Pop). Meanwhile Aya, who has a very clear outlined goal of getting Sig back is…generally levelheaded, calm, and although angry about its situation, doesn't always charge straight for Sig whenever it's unsealed ("Amitie and Lidelle's Primp Tour", Puyo Puyo!! Quest story mode, etc.) So I think the binary the game presents of Aya being "evil" and Sig being "not evil" is not necessarily true considering how unreliable the narration of the "tome of sealing" is. I find it more accurate to say that they're power/impulse and control/logic, or you could argue they're a conscious and an unconscious.

I theorize that a piece of their original power lies dormant in Sig, and it is this power that Aya specifically wants back because it's…pretty powerless in its current form. This power, possibly the "crimson power", drives the "blue soul" in Sig a bit power hungry when its unleashed, and it has no conscious to control it because the "crimson soul" isn't in the vessel. I also think Sig and the "blue soul" are separate entities to an extent.

“Stop talking… Be quiet, just shut up! Gh… With every word you say, the voice in my head, it…GAAAAHHHH…!” “A voice, in your head? T-That’s gotta be Sig! Hey!! Sig!! If you can hear me, say something!”

(src)

The best comparison I have to this situation is Cinderpelt's reincarnation into Cinderheart in the book series Warriors. Cinderheart inherited Cinderpelt's soul after the latter's death, but because Cinderheart's grown to have her own experiences and is a separate entity while Cinderpelt lay dormant in their mind, they will separate in death. I think this "copilot"-ish situation is the case with Sig and it's why they're vying for control a second time in Puyo Puyo Puzzle Pop.

I think that's why not!Sig is so "evil" and also gives people the impression that it might be Aya -- considering I also thought this -- though it's probably not the case since this story follows a similar formula to Sig's Secret with some tweaks to reflect a lot of subtle character growth, which is the subject of the next section.

Now, people might ask…why aren't Sig's eyes red and his hair dark like they were in Sig's Secret? Well, I think this is due to texture limitations for one, but I also think this is a sign of Sig's personal identity growing stronger over the course of the games. He has relationships he wants to hold onto, his own experiences, his own life, so he wouldn't just easily give up control of his physical vessel, even if he hasn't been speaking as himself in Puzzle Pop so far… This story's already done a lot with establishing Sig as a character and the importance of his relationship with Amitie, and he hasn't even actually spoken, which I find impressive. I also just like that all this stuff is only clear if you pay attention to the steady build up of the stories from the past few years… well, they were just breadcrumbs, I guess...Listen I've been following this plotline for 7-8 years and its been in the works for like 13? So you have to forgive me for feeling happy about having all the pieces of the puzzle.

As for what this means for the role Aya/the crimson spirit will play in the story… I'm not sure. I honestly don't expect it to appear at all since all the models/animations are recycled from Puyo Puyo Chronicle with some touch ups save for Meena. It has been referenced though, and the profiles in-game go in-depth on who it was and is, but I can't say if it'll actually make a fully story appearance…Especially since Klug was relegated to a side story role. Which is fine, I don't really care despite my URL. it was a good story. I do however expect this story to shed a lot of light on the relationship between the Sig, blue soul, and the crimson soul once its complete. I haven't even touched on my personal interpretation of Amitie and her hat, so maybe I'll make another post about that in the future? I think her situation is meant to parallel Sig's, but I'll save that for another time if people are interested...

As usual some of this is my interpretation, but everything I sourced is real and true and I'd never lie to you, etc.

Misc. Fun Stuff

These were things I liked about Aya and Sig's imagery/motifs but I wasn't able to fit into the post concisely.

not!Sig uses the same pronouns as Aya, 我 (wa) and お前 (omae), though they're written in hiragana as opposed to Aya's kanji. This is actually why I thought he was possessed because I walked into a stream in the middle of Ringo's route, haha.

My theory of Aya and Sig being a conscious and an unconscious are actually inspired by one of Aya's spells anima. Now in Latin this really just means "soul" which is fine, but in Jungian psychology the anima and animus are a dualistic archetype…which is cool, though this would potentially mean the crimson spirit is the unconscious part, haha! Technically they'd align more with Freud's concept of an id and a superego as I explained them, but I always like pointing out the possible Jungian reading of Aya's spell Yes, I realize I'm grasping for straws

#ramblings #puyo puyo #anywya feel free to send e lovemail for this . or hatemail if that's more your style #pypy lore

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wraith-caller · 4 months ago

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Just to round things out... Fia!

YES the gang's all here now!!

favorite thing about them: Her scheming and careful manipulation!! So subtle apparently a decent chunk of fandom thinks youre crazy for seeing it lol Just she's so precise in how she goes about her plans. She tests the waters to find who she can trust, but even then makes sure she holds all the cards. The way she withholds info, and even outright lies to us("these grand affairs are hardly my forte..." sweetheart you are PLANNING A CORPSE UPRISING dont play with me!). I also really love thinking of how her and Rogier may share this similarity where they see themselves as objects to please others first and foremost, and that they're both entering their 'actually my needs matter too' era at the very last minute lol it's so tragic.

least favorite thing about them: that she had to kill darian TT_TT but it's fromsoft, and, to quote the lizard king himself, "No one here gets out alive".

favorite line: "I wished to be a mother to those Who Live in Death. So it is that any loathing, any hatred that overshadows them, I must bear with my own flesh, as a matter of duty." It says a lot about her own dedication to her cause, and her willingness to sacrifice for it. But it also makes me a bit sad in a way? The whole 'as a matter of duty' taken with her being born a Deathbed Companion speaks to this deep conditioning that she's been instilled with this idea that her own purpose is to always put others before herself. She gets to claw at her own wants a little here in reaching her goal of choosing her own noble to lay with, but she still operates within the framework of being born into and brought up to perform this duty that she never had a choice in accepting to begin with, from the sound of things.

brOTP: Fia/Rogier. And this is one of the few brOTPs where I mean brOTPs with benefits lmao I guess it's more like a secondary OTP?? I don't think either one loves the other, and I think their relationship is super fucking complicated, bordering on toxic and unhealthy. But it's endlessly fascinating and as I said up above, I think they share enough emotional issues that they might bond over that. Once they get past the whole 'holding everyone at arms' length' thing.

OTP: Fia/Godwyn. She got to make her own choice, and chose him. There's a kind of bittersweet nature to the pairing since, well, he's an undead freak of nature. But she still is so devoted to helping him and giving him 'a new life', and is willing to die for that.

nOTP: Her with the twins is a hard sell for me. Her with Rogier in a 'it's genuine true love' way usually falls pretty flat for me too.

random headcanon: Given how secretive Darian is about Devin's existence, and that Lionel may have been the one to take the dagger from Devin, and in doing so, sustaining mortal wounds, Fia might think Darian is the one who killed Lionel.

unpopular opinion: She's not a sweet, defenseless, helpless victim who is utterly incapable without our aid. She is manipulative and deceitful, driven and determined, and acknowledging her moral complexity is not a sign that someone must hate her. In fact, I think it's worse to DIMINISH that complexity in favor of a damsel/surrogate mommy stereotype.

song i associate with them: Devil's Resting Place by Laura Marling Fall Into Me by Alev Lenz Streets on Fire by Lupe Fiasco Deep Green by Marika Hackman (fia and rogier)

favorite picture of them:

Another zlofsky pic lol I like the framing and while I know it's just the mechanics of the game's idle animation, she looks so poised and composed even while casting a spell.

#ty for the ask!!#fia the deathbed companion #elden ring #wraith meta

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futurewriter2000 · 1 year ago

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Conversations - pt. 3

A/N: This is somehow the best and the worst thing to write for me because ugh- it resonates so much with me but I need to put these weird feelings somewhere and to be honest, it goes here. Also... is this good because I feel like I can make it better. Maybe in the next part.

You haven’t been really able to focus much on your responsibilities lately, but you also haven’t been one to care about them until the very last minute. To your calculations, you always had time to do anything until you hadn’t.

You have decided to start this day anew, nothing bugging your mind except that one night. Flashbacks kept flying over your head, but you shook them off. You seemed to be quite a character to push down your emotions and other conflicting thoughts. It was how you grew up. You were always cold towards your family. You didn’t let them know they hurt you, but you did let them know that you could hurt them quite easily with your own sharp tongue. Your mother always did call you that you are more dangerous than you look and that people should always be aware of that.

But you didn’t mind. You were proud of your deadly silence, proud that no emotion, no person could ever reach you, despite all the demons you had- and you had a lot. However, you hid them and you hid them well. You ignored them, as they weren’t there, as their existence was as fleeting as time. You didn’t realise that all of those supressed memories, emotions and feelings were affecting your whole personality.

That was until you met him- until that day that the two of you kissed up on the bleachers, until you couldn’t help yourself to smile as widely as possible. You didn’t want to be with him in that sense though. You felt as if the two of you were from completely different worlds- him from a perfect family, you from a more complicated one. He was all about his studies and succeeding in the world and you were just about the mere enjoyment the world has to offer you in this little span of life. He agreed, of course he did. He didn’t want a relationship at the moment, he wanted to focus on his studies this year- the final exams that were coming up. You were a year younger so you didn’t much care about it but you wanted him to succeed as much as any person could.

You haven’t had much people around you throughout your life but those that you did, realised your change of personality. You were lighter, happier and so much more open to other peoples heart. Your roommate was bewildered and your cousin, which whom you grew up, knew that something was up. You hated hugs and now... now you were hugging her.

“You’re making me worry, (y/n).” she said as you smiled and jumped over to her.

“Why am I making you worry?” you said in a more cheery voice.

“I don’t know- something about... it’s like in the past month you changed so much.” she said.

“Well, Marls, I just realised life is too short to be serious all the time.” you scrunched your nose at her and giggled.

Yes, Marlene McKinnon was your cousin. Your older cousin, who always babysat you and practically raised you. Her parents were always travelling a lot and your mother was furious with her sister to not give Marlene a more stable life, so she offered to let her live with you for a while. Now, Marlene was much more of your older sister than a cousin. The two of you fought like sisters, shared things like sisters and despite the fact you didn’t want to admit, you looked up to her as a younger sister would. Her favorite colour was yellow, so was yours. She liked this one specific band, you liked that band. She had good grades... well, with that you tried but couldn’t really be as good as her.

She was protective over you and both you and James knew that, so whatever the two of you had, you kept it hidden. It was your little secret and you loved it.

The two of you had a secret spot where you would meet up. It was usually under the bleachers but today there was sun and the two of you went deeper in the woods, under the fairytale trees and right next to the lake.

He wasn’t really the most beautiful man in the world but to you he might as well had been because he had the most gorgeous eyes when he looked at you lustfully as he did. You never felt so wanted until you met him. He held your feet on his lap- just as you always did because with him, you could be your upmost self. He held you by your ankles and rubbed his thumb over them.

“Marls is getting sceptical a bit.” you laughed as you were looking at him with the most adoring eyes you didn’t know you could muster.

He loved that you looked at him like that. It was something he never experienced in life- to have somebody so perfect by his side and being adored as much as he was. He was adored- by his peers, by his family and friends but there was something about the way you looked at him that just made everything around him more magical than it is. It was magic... just the different kind.

“Did you tell her?” he asked.

“No, of course not.” you leaned back on your arms. “I don’t trust her- throughout our lives, whatever I told her, she would tell my parents.”

“A little tattle tale, isn’t she?” he chuchkled.

“She’s completely different with me than she is with you.” you said in despair. “And I can’t really explain that because nobody would ever believe me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know... she has a massive influence on my life... like sisters do even though she is my cousin, it never felt like that but it’s like she can be so rude and manipulative towards me but with all of you she’s super nice and fun and this amazing angel Marlene.” you let out, trying to find words that just didn’t make sense when you said it.

“She is an angel.” he mocked, watching for your reaction to which you gave him an ugly stare. He leaned forward to you. “And you’re the devil and she is perfect lil angel...” he continued to mock and the smile that you tried to supress started to burst into the surface as he continued to get closer to you.

“Here I am telling you my deepest, darkest wounds and you’re making fun of me.” you replied, moving away from his lips but holding his head near you because as much as the two of you teased and mocked each other, you couldn’t stay away.

He would lay you down on the ground and climb over you. The two of you never crossed the line- the line that would end the two of you completely naked and gasping for air in the sheets of his bed. At least not yet but whenever he would kiss you, those deep and slow kisses that you poured your soul into- felt his lust of wanting you more by more and his little gasps for air- that was what wanted you to cross the line. You wanted to, with him you wanted everything as soon as his lips touched yours. His hand would always slip under your shirt and up your breasts and you would want him like you haven’t wanted a thing in your entire life. At that moment, it felt like the dumbest idea, but whatever you would do to have him deeper and closer to you, you would have gone to every lenghts of the world.

He made you go crazy. He made you delusional and there were times where you didn’t see yourself for a week that made you go hilariously crazy but whenever the two of you did see each other- then it seemed that a week of nothingness was gone forever. You would go a billions of weeks for him if it meant to spend another second because you have never felt the way you did for anybody like this... he? Well, you didn’t really know what he thought or felt but he told you a lot of an honest truth. He told you his deepest wounds, fears and everything else. To be honest, he was quite the asshole when you saw his way of thinking but somehow, you were the same and the two of you just understood each other in the way nobody else could.

Yet there was something after the kissing and the touching that always bugged your mind.

His guilt.

“Are you okay?” he asked as the two of you were lying on the ground, your head resting on his chest.

“Yeah.” you laughed. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You’re quiet.” he replied.

You shrugged. “I’m comfortable.” you said and pulled yourself up, closer to him. “What are you thinking?” you said, placing your hand on top of his cheek and caressing him.

His eyes were closed, then he slowly opened them. They were different. So different from what you were used to. Sad? Guilty? “Are you okay with this?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” you asked, furrowing your eyebrows.

“I don’t know... but... uh... we’re friends, right?” he said and you felt something go from the begginning of your throat, down to the pit of your stomach.

“Yeah... friends.” you forced a smile, than laid your head back onto his chest, letting the smile disappear.

“Okay, good.” he said. “And you’re okay with that?”

“Uh-hum.” you hummed in agreement though all the comfort and the calmness flew away and the fog appeared in your head.

“And even if you do find somebody else-” he didn’t stop. “-I will have the memories of you in my heart forever and I will look on them with fondness and-”

“Yeah.” you cut him off and stood up. You felt an emotion you couldn’t really identify but you knew one thing; whatever he was saying right now didn’t make you feel good. It made you sad and angry at the same time. Why would he say that? Why would he ever think this would be over in the future- I mean, it wouldn’t be or it would have to be... it’s not like you love him... or feel anything towards him... or do you? - No, he’s a friend... the two of you said you would stay friends and the worlds you both come from are so different... it would never work out...

Your thoughts wandered off and your eyebrows furrowed to the reaction of them. You looked at him to say something but oh- how beautiful this boy was.

And the thoughts went away.

And the sad-anger went away.

The questions went away...

...because look at how beautiful this boy is...

#james potter #james potter x reader #james potter imagine #marauders era #marauders imagine #marauders imagines

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juliendesclefs · 1 year ago

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50th Marle Does Things

Hi everyone!

For this 50th Marle Does Things , our favourite evil girl becomes a doctor!

Does she take good care of her patients?

Yes, but only the ones she appreciates!

Hope you like it.

Dark Marle from Puyo Puyo Tetris2 © SEGA.

Toad from Super Mario © Nintendo.

A little fun fact about this entry of the series...There is a secret reference... But only one of my followers will get it hehe~

#puyopuyo #marle #dark marle puyo #marledoesthings #tetris #marle puyo #puyo #puyo puyo #marle does things #puyo puyo tetris 2 #marle puyo puyo #dark marle #evil #super mario #toad #toad super mario #Doctor #Photography

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sc0rfanos · 1 year ago

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Junglekawa/QTMilk/_faefox_/vvolfae

I saw this post and wanted to help get the information out there about someone who has allegedly abused an animal.

some background on junglekawa, they were an ex of glip's and remained friends. after the bigfluff logs came out they began blocking anyone calling glip out. when approached about it they responded with this.

the other person she mentions in the tweet being marl, glip's ex husband. she was also accused of possibly hiding glip and their family at their home after they had moved which was..kind of funny tbh. the response.

basically confirming marl tried to get her to do things with dogs "in secret". obviously anyone would be disgusted by this and back off! she even went into detail with someone in DMs.

ok knowing all this i want to point out these images from the post i linked earlier.

junglekawa allegedly (according to glip) sent assumedly sexual photos of herself with her dog to (im assuming) marl and then later claimed these photos were 'staged'. worth noting that glip also didnt call her out on this either which is another example of them protecting abusers in some way. also, they seem angrier at the fact that junglekawa lied at their expense and not as angry at the fact that she abused a dog.

since all of this junglekawa had deleted twitter and tumblr and remade under a new name.

in case there needs to be proof of this, here is the original account they remade after deleting junglekawa that links to this current one.

and to further proof this is her, a few years back she made a gofundme for surgery for her shiba inu, ponyo.

and here is ponyo mentioned on @_faefox_

so after seeing that post i wanted to bring this all out bc junglekawa at one point owned 2 dogs. 2 shiba inus. 1 male and 1 female.

and at least currently owns the male

and if what glip said is true then the fact that they own any animals at all is really fucking vile. again i say all of this is alleged and there's no way to know if she currently is abusing these animals. i just want the information out there. if i missed anything or got anything wrong hmu ill correct it. im tired of animal abusers getting away with it.

Links:

_faefox_

vvolfae

junglekawa's current carrd

#glitchedpuppet #floraverse #junglekawa #vvolfae #marl #lexyeevee

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postalninja · 2 years ago

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15 feels like a MarleMagus prompt

15. finding excuses to be alone with each other

(continues from this ficlet from a previous ask)

Magus' presence was providing unexpected comfort to Marle in Crono's absence The very thought seemed absurd, but she could not deny it. She hadn't been exaggerating when she'd told him that the rest of them didn't know how to move forward. The group was rudderless, stricken with grief. But Magus, whether or not his presence was wholly welcome by the others, had taken charge quite handily. He was pragmatic, serious and sardonic, but he got things done. They were making progress, and the relief this fact offered to Marle was nearly cathartic. She should have been able to lead them herself, she supposed. She was a princess, born to take her father's throne one day and guide her people into the future. But she wasn't ready. Besides, what was rulership of a kingdom compared to salvaging the fate of the world? Marle was in over her head, and she knew it. And so, she gladly followed where Magus led, hoping to encourage her companions to also put their trust in him. They were understandably wary, but now was not the time to let divisions tear them apart. They had work to do. Still, the old grudges occasionally stressed at the seams of their unity, threatening to snap the threads that held them all together. Frog's reluctance and suspicion, in particular, were easy to recognize. "If you'd rather stay and guard the entrance, we can go on ahead without you," Marle surreptitiously offered to her companion as the three of them approached the Keeper's Dome. Frog shook his head, though he did cast a baleful gaze in Magus' direction while he answered. "Nay, lass," he countered. "Best not to give him the opportunity to overpower thee. I shall stay by thy side." Marle blew out a frustrated breath. "Trust me, Frog, I'm in no danger from Magus." She crossed her arms, a tad irritated at the suggestion that she needed a protector. "But I know being around him is hard for you. So - maybe watch our backs from out here instead?" He only replied with a non-committal grumble, but ultimately Frog acquiesced with her suggestion and chose to remain at the door. She and Magus entered the dome, picking their way through the familiar maze of steel platforms and thick wire grating. After a moment of silence, he spoke, keeping his gaze forward. "Why did you encourage him to stay behind?" he asked, the question neither explicitly judgment nor approval. Marle eyed him, tilting her head. "Isn't it obvious?" she prompted. "He's on edge around you. I didn't want things getting ugly." Magus didn't reply, though she sensed his acknowledgement. Frog's feelings about him were no secret. "He doesn't trust me," he stated, "and yet, for some reason, you do." Marle unexpectedly felt her face heating. "Shouldn't I?" she countered, her hackles inexplicably raised. "Was Frog right about needing to protect me from you?"

Magus scoffed under his breath. "If I wished you harm, there would have been ample opportunity for me to make my move before now," he stated. "Besides, what would I gain from it? Eliminating my only ally seems unwise." Marle blinked. Allies? Was that all they were? Their footsteps on the metal floor echoed through the silence of the dome and Marle kept her thoughts to herself, though they rang incessantly through her mind. She found herself considering the fact that, if what they were trying to accomplish here worked, Crono would return to them. And as much as that thought filled her with joy, there was nevertheless an undercurrent edging her heart of something she couldn't quite bring herself to acknowledge. What would change with their leader's return? Would Crono approve of their former enemy traveling with them? Would Magus leave them, continuing his quest on his own? She should convince him to stay. He was a powerful ally, and the group still needed him. Or maybe it was only she who needed him... That thought made Marle's insides twist uncomfortably, guilt gnawing at her that she should, even subconsciously, wish that things could stay as they were at that moment.

She briefly shut her eyes, willing herself to put her doubts aside as they reached the sealed door, her head filled with questions that she could not answer and wasn't certain she should even ask.

#i don't know how on prompt this was #but i like it #answering asks #aerodaltonimperial #chrono trigger #marle #magus #marle/magus #postal ninja fanfic

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vulpes115 · 10 months ago

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Fun fact that if I have to know so do you guys, Lily and James were in hiding when Marlene died. So even though she was one of Lily’s best friends, who she shared a dorm and secrets with for seven years. So even though she was James’s childhood best friend and most reliable quidditch teammate. Even though she was like a sister to both of them, a woman who Harry should’ve known as aunt Marls. Even though all that, they couldn’t even attend her funeral.

#Marauders #Lily Evans #Marlene McKinnon #James Potter

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tracingpatternswrites · 2 years ago

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Wilder than Mountain Thyme

Latest chapter on AO3. Teaser:

“See you tomorrow, bright and early, if you’re hungover I’ll know!”

Nicola’s voice rang cheerfully behind him as he tugged his coat on, and he flipped her off with a twitch of his lips before he left the library behind. He took a deep breath as soon as he got outside, the darkness had already settled heavily across Edinburgh even though it was barely past four in the afternoon.

He folded his collar up against the strong wind, shivering a little as he made his way across George Square Gardens. People were hurrying past him, most of them with their heads bowed and gazes lowered, barely acknowledging the festive decorations around them. Remus didn’t blame them, it started earlier and earlier every year, and by the time Christmas came around he felt all Christmassed out.

Christmas Day was only five days away, Remus had a couple more shifts to put in at the library before he was finally due some time off. So far he hadn’t bought a single Christmas present, his and Mary’s tradition was to do all of their shopping in one day, usually on the 23 rd , before heading back home to spend Christmas with their families in Pitlochry.

“REMUS!!”

The sound of his name startled him and he stopped abruptly, feeling the weight of someone running straight into him from behind and he stumbled slightly.

“What the– Dorcas?”

He blinked at the figure in front of him and he could vaguely make out a pair of familiar dark eyes underneath a large hat that looked to be home-knitted. She was wrapped up in a ridiculously fluffy coat, big enough to make her look like nothing but a round ball, but her grin was bright as she beamed at him.

“Been shouting your name for the past minute or so, are you deaf?”

She was panting slightly, as if she’d been running to catch up with him, and he gave an apologetic shrug.

“Sorry, deep in thought. How are you?”

“Great,” she said brightly, nodding towards town. “You going this way?”

“Aye,” he nodded, falling into step as she started walking. “You?”

“Yeah, on my way to meet up with Marls. You’ve been at work?”

He nodded, the fact that he worked at the main library of Edinburgh University wasn’t a secret, and none of the girls had batted an eyelid when they had found out that he had a Muggle job.

“Going to Merlin’s Hat, told Mary I’d meet her after her shift.”

“Brilliant!” Dorcas said excitedly. “Mind if we tag along? I could do with a pint and I think a break from the Paw would do us good, it got a bit wild last time.”

“Sirius poured his beer over some other poor sod?”

The words were out before he could stop them and he quickly pressed his lips together, but Dorcas trilled a laugh.

“I wish. Nah, he wasn’t there, but me, Marls, Reg and James ran into some idiots from school. The magical world is too bloody small sometimes,” she shrugged, then quickly shifted the topic. “Come with me to Marls’ shop, I said I’d pick her up.”

They headed briskly through George Square Garden, their conversation minimal as they both tried to hide themselves as much as they could from the assaulting wind. This time they approached Ravenclaw Road from the other side, through another non-descript red door squeezed in between two long-forgotten offices on Guthrie Street by Hastie’s Close.

Dorcas went first, discreetly tapping the tip of her wand against the door before it clicked open and they both slipped through. Ravenclaw Road was buzzing, people milling about loaded with packages and clearly already full of some kind of holiday cheer. They weaved through the crowds until they reached a shop that Remus hadn’t paid much attention to before.

It looked like any of the other storefronts lining the street, a sign over the door declaring it to be called The Golden Snitch , and Remus could make out brooms in the windows behind the gaggle of kids that stood with their noses pressed against the glass. Dorcas pushed the door open, a bell chiming happily as they stepped through. The shop was bigger than Remus had thought it would be, brooms lining the wall on one side and robes along with other kinds of equipment along the other.

Remus knew next to nothing about Quidditch. They had an old Cleansweap at home that Lyall had taught him to fly on, but his father wasn’t keen on flying so it hadn’t been something that they had spent any amount of time on. Remus sometimes thought he might have got into Quidditch if someone had taken the time to explain it to him properly. As it was, he never quite managed to grasp the rules.

He had got into football instead. They lived a mere fifteen minute walk away from Tynecastle and Remus had been fascinated by the white and claret crowds that gathered around Gorgie Road on matchdays when they had first moved in. Mary had come with him a few times in the beginning, but these days he mostly went on his own whenever he could afford it. So it wasn’t that he was against the idea of sports, it was just Quidditch still eluded him.

“Hello love,” Marlene’s voice rang through the shop as she caught sight of them, “Oh, hi Remus. Sorry, I’m going to be a moment, it’s been crazy in here today. Everyone and their house-elf is doing their Christmas shopping.”

She made a flapping sort of gesture around the room and Remus could see that she was right; the shop was full to bursting with wix people of all sizes that were pulling things from the shelves. Dorcas squeezed herself through the room and Remus followed awkwardly, nearly knocking over a rack of Quidditch robes but luckily no-one seemed to notice.

“Don’t worry about it,” Dorcas said easily, leaning over the counter to give her girlfriend a quick kiss. “Remus is going to meet Mary at Merlin’s Hat and I thought we could tag along.”

“That sounds perfect, let me just finish up here, you go ahead.”

“Did someone say Merlin’s Hat?” James appeared behind Marlene, wielding a broom dangerously over his head. “That sounds like just the thing, let me check with Reg if the sitter can stay a while later. And I’ll let Padfoot know.”

“I dunno if–” Remus attempted a weak protest, but the others didn’t seem to hear him over the noise in the room and before he knew it Dorcas had tugged him back out on the street.

“Merlin’s Hat next,” she said cheerfully, not waiting for him to reply before she dragged him along down the street.

Continue on AO3.

#wilder than mountain thyme #wtmt #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #read on ao3 #ao3 fanfic #my writing

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ascendancy-echoes · 2 years ago

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Somehow, some way, Janus made his way back to Lucca and the others in the present. There he started a new life with Lucca. Forsaking his old life, he took Lucca's last name when they were married. When Zarya was born, he vowed he'd let her have the freedoms he was denied as a child. Officially, he and Lucca are both employed by Crono and Marle to tutor Oren and Liz while researching innovations for the kingdom (Although they are friends first and foremost).

Like Crono and Lucca, they have had little use for magic these days and are out of practice. In fact, the knowledge that Crono, Marle, Lucca and Janus have magical powers is a closely guarded secret amongst the senior staff of the castle. The Kingdom of Guardia as a whole is unaware of this fact.

#chrono trigger au #chrono trigger #Janus wears his hair in a half-ponytail these days #chrono trigger janus #chrono trigger lucca #character redesign #character bio #cast

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tommymaddox · 2 years ago

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Tommy welcomes the fact he's sitting further back and hopes that the car is dim enough to hide the blush upon his cheeks. It brought great pride to know he was a good uncle, that he was fulfilling his role correctly. Tommy felt as though he had to step into the shows that his whole family had left empty upon Roselyn's birth. "Thanks... she uh, has my wrapped around her little finger, I suppose. Much like her mother." Sometimes you didn't need a big family, you just needed a genuine one. Those two girls were everything to him. "That's okay, handiness is kind of my thing. You can... read the instructions and point at things for me to do," he suggests, thinking if he ever did invite Vitus over he'd hope it was for something more appealing. Still, it was very sweet for him to say that. Tommy was going to need a new word to describe Vitus given how often he thought of it.

"Noooo, you tell him that and I lose all power. I'm just going to have to tell him you're telling lies," he informs Vitus as he tosses a sweet potato fry at the other. A warning not to spill his secrets. "What's said in the car stays in the car." Vegas rules seem fair. His brows jump at the mention of Diana, thinking to their rare but interesting interactions. "First time I met Diana we were in a bar, she walks right up to me and kisses me. Turns out she needed to fill a dare." It seemed to go along those lines each time they crossed paths. "Oh, I know Elise. She's a handful." Their love hate banter well established over the years. Sometimes they were enemies the next they were on the same page. "Marls is perfect. Best friend you could have. I had lunch with her yesterday... or the day before?" Again, he wasn't quite sure when the last waking hour actually was. "That is true. Once you know one person here you practically know them all. It becomes a curse eventually, but it's still early days for you. You may as well savor it."

As much as Tommy is the hardened sort, Vitus can picture it easily: Tommy, scooping up a child, cooing at her, tucking her into bed and reading her story. His love for Cordelia and Roselyn seeps into every word, even filters into the tone of his voice. Vitus can't stop the quiet grin that crawls across his face as he witnesses it. "You're a good uncle," Vitus says, before he even realizes the words are coming out. But he doesn't take them back. "I haven't even seen you with her and I can tell how much you love her. Roselyn's really lucky to have family like you. I'm not the handiest guy in the world, but if you need help with the baby proofing, or unpacking or whatever else so you can have her over sooner, I'm a phone call away."

Vitus doesn't linger on the awkwardness that fell between them. He tucks away his confusion about Tommy's compliment and pivots with him easily, saying, "Oh, I'm absolutely telling Josh you said that. He's a great guy. Easily one of my favorite people since moving." Vitus pops another fry in his mouth and turns his attention outward, toward the lake, drinking in the sight of the moonlight rippling on the water's surface. "Diana Battaglia has been showing me around since I got here, and we're pretty close now. And Elise, the woman who owns Taste. Not sure if you know her. Oh, and—" He's about to say one of the Newmans, but it's too generalized, and Deacon's face suddenly swallows up the lake he was just staring at. He clears his throat and clarifies, "And Marlow Newman. I met her more recently, but she's been great to spend time with. There are more, too, but if I rattle off my whole list to you, we'll be here all night."

#reply: vitus #thread004

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stagefoureddiediaz · 2 years ago

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Costume Meta 6x07

Welcome to the Buck (with a little Eddie and Athena thrown in) costume meta!! This weeks costumes are more or less all about Buck - everyone else is in uniform the entire episode - Bobby gets 1 grey shirt, Eddie and Athena get two costumes each and Buck is out in front with 5!!! I’ve also included Connor and Kameron (or C&K as I’m now labelling them because typing their names takes me too long 😂) as there weren't actually that many costumes in this episode!

So let’s dive in!

C&K

Beige for Kameron - a neutral colour - friendly, welcoming and also bland and boring - it kind of reflects her in this scene - perfectly friendly, but also a little bland - she might be anxious about things, but she is’t hugely pushy nd doesn’t really cross any lines.

Same can’t be said for Connor, who continues to rock the check patterning - it was interesting to have the dominant colour of those check to be red - almost like he was a big red flag (his behaviour certainly was - especially that smirk when he told Buck everyone now knew his secret). I think its very interesting that we keep seeing him in check when we watch him being manipulative towards Buck - the whole ‘really gig favour, probably too big’ line thats very much designed to play on Bucks insecurities - its further proof that Connor understands which buttons to push to bend Buck to his will and the costume is backing it up - all the check doesn’t just play into my check theory for 911, but it also plays into the concept of a character who is cunning, by distracting the viewers attention from what he’s saying - a member of the GA won’t be picking up on what is being said to the same level as normal, the costume is making the eyes do more work (and thus taking up more brain power) because this shirt is brighter and has more contrast than the previous check shirts it becomes more distracting.

Bobby

Bobby’s brief appearance out of uniform sees him in a grey marl t-shirt - grey being a neutral colour is perfect for bobby in this scene - where he’s really more there by virtue of being Athena’s husband than he is as Eddies captain - Eddie is there to talk to Athena, not Bobby and so we have a neutral colour which shifts the attention onto Athena and Eddie - who are both in colour.

Athena

Here we have Athena in this deep dusty maroon colour top (which shows off Angelas arms amazingly!) maroon carried the meanings of both brown and red - so we have the energy and passion of red accompanied by the stability and wisdom of brown. I’m really enjoying the way they’re using a lot of vertical ribbed tops on Athena so far this season - the use of this texture is something we’ve seen before, but not with the same regularity - it contrasts nicely with the holey tops we’ve seen her in since season 1 - we’ve seen an increasing number of them as she has settled into her own skin and new life - which I think is a really lovely thing!

we do of course get to see a traditional Athena outfit - a black knot top with khaki trousers - where would we be if we went more than a couple of episodes without seeing her in this sort of out fit??

The thing we need to talk about most though is the fact that Athena has a new necklace - this one appears (to me at least) to be a bear, facing left. Bears symbolise strength, courage and protection and in an episode entitled cursed - when we see Athena seemingly the only one not really affected by the ‘curse’ This necklace also feels very much like its foreshadowing - We know May has a stalker next week and Athena is going to go into bat for May on that front so it plays into that storyline. I’m going to be interested to see if we continue to see more variety in her necklaces or if we see the same one or two for a longer period of time again!

Chris

Only the one very brief appearance for Chris this week - and I don’t really ahve a huge amount to say about a rash/sun shirt - other than to note that it has a logo for VAL Surf - which is a famous California surf and skate shop thats been around since 1962. I will make the comment that it is navy blue - almost the same blue (and style as well actually) as the first top we see Buck in - and there has been a little bit of costume mirroring between Chris and Buck so far this season, so it might be a relevant detail to make note of - because if it the mirroring is a deliberate choice to help foreshadow - then I suspect we might be seeing a tsunami parallel with buck and Chris together and in danger (which I would pay money to have happen - especially if it helps push Buck into realising what he as) and we’ve seen the show use Christophers costumes to foreshadow before - the surfers on his shirt at Bucks party in 3x01 is the most perfect example!

Eddie

so there are a few things to note about Eddies costumes from 6x07. Firstly - hello henley 👀😍 its good to have you back!v We’ve only seen Eddie in 1 Henley this season - the grey one from 6x05 and like I said in that meta, we’ve not really seen him in them since season 4. I’m very interested in the fact that its fully buttoned up - normally Eddie wears them with one button open and so to have him in a fully buttoned up henley, when he’s being very open with his family history is pretty telling - its his family, but not directly his story that he’s telling, but the buttoning up fully is a form of protection - as is the fact that we also have him back in army green - a colour we see him wearing when he’s feeling either defencive or when he feels he needs to ‘go to war’ for some reason - in this case its him trying to prevent someone suffering the same fate as his Abeula (and his wider family ) has at the hands of a con artist. This also parallels him with Athena once again - the two of them are really the only ones we see in this army/khaki green colour way and the fact we see them both in it in this episode - and when we have them so closely teamed up is very loud! I should also point out the lack of watch - I would expect to see his watch there on his right wrist, but we don’t - its always very telling when Eddie isn’t wearing his watch - it means he has time - that he is at a place where there is little external pressure or influence on his story - things are happening at his pace - when he wants them to. This plays into the narrative from the episode where we don’t see Eddie trying to directly (or in fact indirectly) step into what is going on with Buck - yes he is involved with the Feliza story, but this is also showing us Eddies growth - his recognising that he needs to let Buck come to him on his own terms, and be there for Buck when he needs him - that isn’t to say Eddie won’t step in - more that he’s recognising when is the right time to enter the fray - which battles are the right ones to choose - and thats really powerful - both from an Eddies growth perspective, but also from a future Buddie perspective.

Then we have Eddie back in the black tank top and just like before - here we have Eddie in an interesting place emotionally - in relation to his Abuela - having to accept that the path she is on is one she will remain on in some form because she’s into deep. There is also the direct reference to the Tsunami that we get in this scene - which will always put Eddie into a vulnerable place emotionally - because the knowledge that he could have lost everything that day but didn’t will always be something he carries with him.

There is also the very loud foreshadowing we got at the end of the scene which gives us another reason for Eddie being in a black tank top - its going to be something that puts him into a new emotionally interesting place - now we just have to wait and see if he will also be in physical danger - along side Christopher!

Before we get to Buck properly - we have to talk about the fact that he is wearing his watch. In. Every. Single. Scene.

Unlike Eddie, who has two watches (separation of work from personal life anyone!), Buck only has one watch, and also unlike Eddie, I think he’s had the same watch since season 1.

We never see him without it - and we get a close up of it! This is unusual for Buck - who wears a watch as often as he doesn’t when out of uniform and its especially loud in when we have Eddie ‘always wearing a watch prominently when he feels he doesn’t have enough time’ Diaz not wearing a watch at all in this episode (except when at work and all the firefam do that - its a part of their uniform!) - Eddie has time - time to figure out what he wants, whats in his future. Buck however doesn’t - further emphasised by his being up against the clock at the end of the episode.

Buck

The Buck in blue theme continues in tonights episode - we’re now sitting at 10 blue costumes to 6 non blue costumes - this is unusual to have such a dominance of one colour, especially so early in a season. Sorry the nerd in me is coming out in full force to give you some context! The most occurrences of one colour is10 for an entire season. This isn’t 100% accurate as I only did it roughly (I plan on doing it more fully and for each main when I get a chance to) but if we look at the colour breakdown season by season for Bucks non uniform costumes;

S1 - 14 costumes with 18 different colours S2 - 31 costumes with 33 different colours S3 - 34 costumes with 40 different colours S4 - 29 costumes with 38 different colours S5 - 35 costumes with 45 different colours S6 - 13 costumes with 21 different colours* as of 6x07

The higher number of colours is because when he is wearing jackets etc (and Like I said I only did a quick scan through, so its actually likely to be higher because I know I missed a couple of jackets) more than one colour is present As for individual colours - Buck wore blue 10 times in S5, grey 9 times in both S3 and S5 and 8 times in S2, red 9 times in 4 and black 8 times in S1 and S4. Blue (37) is his second most worn colour after black (39) followed by grey (32).

This probably isn’t that interesting to anyone but me - but if we look at the colours worn and which ones are highest, we can start to build a picture of character traits - I think my little hiatus project is going to be to create full colour plots for each character and I think there might be some graphs/ pie charts in my future 😂🤓😎

Anyway back to Bucks costumes for this episode - Bucks sperm donation attempt outfits were very interesting to me - we see all his failed attempts happen when he’s wearing blue and or white. The first one is a blue long sleeve tee that is remarkably similar to his uniform long sleeve shirt - just minus the logo and a slightly brighter shade of blue - interestingly its pretty much the t-shirt version of the sweater he was wearing in 6x04 for his conversation with Maddie

Then we have Buck in white - which as we all know is a sign of bad things ahead for Buck, but he is also in a vertically striped jacket (which you can see in the second picture), this jacket is similar to some of the shirts we’ve seen him wearing (4x14, 5x09 and 6x04) this continues to connect into my Buck vertical stripe theory - which I’d spoken about a little in my meta for 6x04, but I also answered an ask about it as well which you can read here if you haven’t seen it. combining the two and in an episode called cursed - very loud and very telling - even the white trainers play into it - white trainers meaning Buck moving forward in his search for love and happiness - which is ultimately where this story arc will lead Buck (even if its going to be a bumpy journey).

then we get another white tee;

followed by this knit polo shirt in navy and either white or light grey pin stripes - (I can’t decide which colour it is but I’m leaning toward grey!) All of these costumes are very much in keeping with the costumes we’ve seen on Buck this season

Then we have successful Buck - only now he’s in a mint green polo shirt - the first non blue/white top we’ve seen him in this episode. I’ve banged on endlessly about how green is the colour of health, growth and renewal and the choice to Put Buck in it her speaks volumes - because however this sperm donor arc plays out from here, it will lead to growth for Buck - he will learn from this experience and ultimately he will become a healthier person for this journey (he’s gonna break a bit to get there, but we will get healthier Buck out of it - in the same way we got a healthier Eddie out of his break down). Using green at this point in the arc is great - up to this moment it was possible that we could see Buck change his mind, or something could happen that means he never even made it to the point of donating, this in many ways fixes his path - and plays in perfectly to over zealous Buck who is going to really begin to understand the reality of what he’s done now his part in the process is theoretically over (I say theoretically because all those previous shirts and the things Oliver has said in interviews, plus the weird and inappropriate vibes I was getting from C&K suggest they still have a part to play in the story and that its not going to be pretty!)

And there we have it - fewer costumes to write about this week as they spent a lot of time in uniform, but I’m thinking next week might give me a lot of work so I’m already readying myself!!! I hope you enjoyed reading and thank you as always for your likes, comments and reblogs - I love reading your thoughts etc in the tags - they make my day!

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Always Yours

Remus x Fem! Potter! Reader, Remus x Fem! Werewolf! OC

[No Voldemort AU]

Summary: Y/n Potter has been in love with Lupin for years, but what happens when another girl with scars shows up at the beginning of their final year

Warnings: Swearing, insinuations of sex, switching povs, first time posting, the OC’s name is Jill sorry to anyone called Jill x

Masterlist

y/n’s pov

I’ve been friends with the famous marauders since 1st year, but I was never one myself, despite, figuring out Remus’s furry little problem before anyone else. Lily, Marlene, Dorcas, Alice and I all share a dorm, they all knew too, of course we never said anything, agreeing to all act semi shocked when or if the time came Remus wanted to tell us. Around 4th year my friendship with Remus had bosomed into something wonderful, of course on my side it had developed into more than just a childhood crush, and for a while I thought he felt the same.

Over the summer of our 5th year, I found James’ notes on becoming an animagus. I didn’t confront him about it, in fact I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought of it first, I copied his notes and then when I got back to Hogwarts I enlisted the girls help in becoming one. Lily surprisingly was on board, to which Marlene was so proud, as her attempts at corrupting lily and getting her to break rules had worked. Alice and Dorcas were on board too, Dorcas had mentioned she had wanted to become one too but she was going to wait until summer or after graduation as the idea of not being able to talk was going to be too hard, not to mention suspicious, since she was a chatter box. For me I was quite reserved in general, so not talking was going to be fine.

I managed to succeed on my third attempt, the first one was ruined when Marlene had run directly into me causing both of us to fall and me to almost choke to death on the leaf. The second attempt was when I was sipping some water and lily had told us that she may or may not have started to fancy James, to wish I spat out the water and the leaf, and honestly, I wasn’t even mad. Despite James being a bit of a prat, I had heard the way he’d gush to our parents about her, how beautiful she was becoming, swearing every year she got prettier, how smart she was, kind, the list goes on. Me and the rest of the girls shipped the two so hard, myself especially, since over the years I felt like Lily was already the sister I had never had.

Eventually I was successful, becoming the most, in Lily’s words ‘adorable little fox the world had seen’, especially since I wasn’t just a regular fox I was an arctic fox. That night I ran around our dorm in my form, Alice thought it was meant to be, since my form looked like a miniature wolf.

Around the same time, we had figured out my brother and his friends were successful. It didn’t take us long to decipher the ‘codenames’, my brother was a deer, Sirius was a dog, Peter must have been some kind of rodent, we guessed a rat and well, Remus’ name was a little on the head but cute none the less.

By the end of our sixth year, Remus and I were the closest we’d ever been, and I was sure he would tell me his secret before we graduated, especially after James had asked all of our friends to stay over that summer, since it was the ‘last summer’ together. Lily and James had finally started dating, the two were so in love they gave Marls and Dorcas a run for their money. Remus and I had a few moments but we were always interrupted, and I could honestly say I was more in love with him that I had ever been. Our last year was looking like the best one ever, how wrong I was.

She showed up, me and lily noticed it right away, she had the same scars as Remus. My brother and friends noticed it too, being the first to introduce her. Her name was Jill, transfer from beubaxtions, utterly gorgeous and had every guy drooling on the first day, Dorca actually hit Marlene and refused to talk to her after she had caught Marlene staring at her ass. Over time she became a part of our group, at first nothing seemed different but then the dynamic started to shift. Jill started sitting in my spot next to Remus at meals, Remus stopped talking to me as much, and he and the other boys had more shushed conversations.

It all came to a heart shattering moment one Saturday in the library. Peter, Sirius, James and me were all studying, well, me and Pete were, James and Sirius were coming up with their big end of year prank. Everything was going fine until they walked in, hand in hand. My heart dropped, the lump in my throat only grew when I was the hickey on his neck. No one else had spotted them yet. They were in their own little world as they sat down, by this time I had decided to pretend I was too engrossed in my book to see them.

Jill greeted us “Hi boys, y/n”

I let out a small hi back, scared if I said anything else I would break down, refusing to look up from my book. The boys said hi back but I did hear Sirius sigh, he really didn’t like her, for whatever reason but he was civil I assumed for Remus’s sake. I couldn’t sit there anymore, watching her giggle and whisper in his ear, so I started to pack my stuff away.

“Sis where are you going?” James asked, frowning

“Oh, I’m finished notes so I’m going to see if Lily’s finished with her thing”

After putting my stuff in my bag, I turned and left giving a general smile before turning to leave. Everyone gave a general nod in acknowledgement, well except Remus and Jill, they hardly noticed me leave which only shattered my heart more. Sirius gave me a sad smile, I always had a feeling he knew I was in love his friend.

I practically ran to my dorm, trying to get there before the tears could uncontrollably flow. I never cried in public, in general I never cried from sadness often. I cried at movies lily would make us watch but everyone knew if I was crying for real something was very wrong. Last time I had cried in front of someone it was the night Sirius showed up at our door, the night he ran away, telling us everything, what had killed me was when he started crying himself, the boy that was always full of laughter and fun breaking down in front of me.

When I opened the door, the girls were already there giggling about something, but as soon as they saw me the all looked concerned. I collapsed to the floor, unable to keep back my sobs.

“Y/n” Lilly asked kneeling in front of me

The other girls had moved, now sitting on the edge of the nearest bed to the door

“Remus and Jill…they...they’re together” I managed to get out

Lilly instantly engulfs me into a hug, Alice moved to wrap an arm around me, the other softly playing with my hair. After sometime, I was sitting on Lily’s bed, as she rubbed my back, I explained what happened in the library. The girls had noticed the distance between Remus and I but they hadn’t expected him to start dating her.

“I can’t believe it” Dorca sighed

“I always thought it be you and him” Alice said sadly

“Me to” I said

Remus never dated, I knew why, his furry little problem. I knew he would be afraid of hurting them, but after years of his friends helping him, I thought maybe he’d take a chance or at least tell me so I could tell him I loved him, and I didn’t mind, that I loved every part of him even the part he thought was a monster. But now that was just a fantasy.

“I’m so stupid”

“You aren’t stupid…” Lily starts but I cut her off

“I am! Of course, he chose her. She’s perfect, and beautiful in every way, not only that but she understands Rem on a level I never could. I’m an idiot because I’ve loved him all these years, becoming an animagus, slipping healing spells and potion recipes that would help to the boys even making them think they found it, I’ve loved him all of these years, been there by his side and I wasn’t even an option. If he did love me he would have told me, all these years I thought we had this unspoken mutual love for one another but now…” I start to tear up as speak, my heart crushing with the realisation. “… now I know I’m nothing more to him that his best friends’ sister”

Lily’s pov

I told the girls I was going to go tell James I couldn’t make our date tonight while the girls comforted y/n. In reality I was about to go rip my boyfriend a new one. I was so angry, I could believe Rem would date Jill, she was horrible, she hid it in front of the boys but we knew, me, Marlene and Dorca, y/n and Alice were too nice to ever admit she was a bitch, metaphorically and literally.

I spotted them in the library, I marched towards them, I could tell by Peters’ face he knew I was angry.

“James Fleamont Potter” I said standing right behind him

Everyone turned to look, all shocked, I wasn’t mad often but when I was merlin help the poor sod on the other end. In this case merlin help James and Sirius.

“Ooo someone’s in trouble, she middle named you” Sirius teased but I was having none of it

“Don’t you start, Sirius Orion Black” I pointed at the boy

Sirius shut up, I refused to even acknowledge Remus and that bitch.

“Both of you, hallway now!” I said turning around marching back out.

Third person pov

James and Sirius looked at each other scared before swiftly standing and following the redhaired girl out. Leaving a very confused Peter, Remus and Jill.

“Hi sweetie” James said timidly, trying to scrub his brain for a reason she could be mad

“How could you not tell me!” Lilly half shouted at the two of them

“Tell you what?” the boys answered, completely confused

“Jill and Remus” Lily stated

“Wait what?” James answered, even more confused

“You could have given me a heads up!”

“Why would you care who Moony dates?” James states completely bewildered why his girlfriend was so upset

Before Lily can answer Sirius speaks up

“She wouldn’t, but y/n would” his voice was small, Lily could hear the sadness in his voice

“Why would my sister care?” the boy looks between the two, Lily and Sirius just tilt their heads to almost say really

“Because she’s in love with him” James answers himself, closing his eyes, annoyed at himself he hadn’t seen it.

He turns to Lily “Where is she?”

“Our dorm”

Without another word James leaves, heading straight to his sister.

Sirius and Lily stare at each other for a moment

“You knew she loved him?”

“I had my suspicions, you have to understand Red that Remus did…hell still does love her, he’s just never done anything because well she’s prong’s sister and he was terrified she’d hate him if she found out about well you know”

“Sirius, she knew”

“What?”

“She always knew Sirius, she figured it out by the end of our third year, all of our dorm knew, and I just acted surprised when Jamie told me.” She takes a deep breath “Sirius she even stole your notes on becoming an animagus”

Sirius closed his eyes, he saw y/n as the sister he never had, of course she knew he thought, she was smarter than all of them combined. He looked back up when she said animagus. “she didn’t, did she” he said, he couldn’t believe y/n would do that for Remus.

“Yeah, took a few attempts but she got there”

The conformation only made Sirius heart shatter for her. In truth he always wanted them to get together, he had begged Remus just to tell her, but his self-hatred always got in the way. When Jill showed up he was happy Remus had someone that understood but after a few weeks, he hated her with a burning passion. Jill had asked if Remus was seeing anyone, to which the raven-haired boy had told her that he and y/n were close, and implied something was between them. After that it was almost as if Jill had made it her personal mission to cut out y/n, sitting in her spot, pulling Remus away from them all the time, the list went on. He held his tongue though, his friend seemed happy, and it wasn’t everyday he had a fellow wolf who understood. But the anger in him was growing now, he knew at some point he was going to snap.

Over the next month, James and Sirius had helped keep y/n’s mind off of happy couple, Sirius even making up a little signal she could give him if she was uncomfortable. The plan was working, y/n heart was still shattered, but her friends helped ease the pain a bit. James ran into the dorm that day and hugged her telling her it was okay that he would hex him if she wanted, anything she needed, which made her laugh.

Near the end of November, it was announced a ball would take place for 5th years and up. Y/n was sure the universe just wanted to rub it in her face. Of course, Jill and Remus were going together, and all her other friends had dates, Lily with James, Alice with Frank, Marlene with Dorca, hell, even Peter had a date. Marlene had told her to go with Jacob Greenglass, one of the kinder Slytherins, not to mention incredibly good looking and y/n’s old Astronomy partner, but she refused. In her mind she didn’t want to be that girl, she wouldn’t use Tim.

Sirius could get any girl he wanted, but he knew y/n had no date nor was she looking to get one. A week before the ball Sirius came up to her and asked her to go as friends, he didn’t fancy having to spend a whole evening with one of his fan girls and that way they could all hang out as friends, y/n agreed, thankful that at least she wouldn’t be without a partner and Sirius was always good fun.

Before asking her, Sirius had actually asked James’ permission in front of Peter, who of course blabbed to Remus. Sirius knew y/n wouldn’t try to make him jealous she wasn’t that person, but he was, he was gonna make Remus see that he’s the biggest idiot in the world.

y/n’s pov

Sirius and I were making our way into the great hall, along with Marlene and Dorcas, the others were already there is Marlene had chosen the most intrigue fiddley lace back dress known to wizard, it took the three of us an hour to lace up. Dorcas told Marlene that she would be cutting her out of it at the end of the night, to which Siri joked how kinky it sounded.

When I looked in the mirror I felt so beautiful wearing a y/f/c dress that matched my hair and skin perfectly. Marlene and Dorca thought I looked gorgeous, Dorcas even joking she would leave Marls if I ever backed for the other team. Sirius said I looked beautiful as we walked in, it helped having him here, ever since he came to live with my family it was like I had another brother.

We approached the others, all looking great in their formal dress, Remus looked so handsome, ugh why did he have to look so perfect.

“Looking good sis” James said smiling, arm around Lily, who winked at me mouthing ‘looking hot’, I winked back mouthing ‘speak for yourself’. Me and Lily always flirted with each other, it started off as a way to annoy James, but it morphed into how we hyped each other up.

“Thanks” I said shyly, I wasn’t used to this, I never really dressed up.

“Love your dress” Jill said, looking me up and down, although it looked like she was going to eat me. Wait, am I allowed to say that or is that offensive to werewolves? It’s Jill, fuck it doesn’t matter.

“Umm thanks”

I couldn’t look at Rem, luckily Dumbledore was ready to make his speech. As he was talking a looked over at Jill, she was in a red, deep v line dress, she looked perfect. I looked down at myself, suddenly I didn’t feel as pretty anymore. Shaking my thoughts away before I decided to just run away I tuned back into Dumbledore’s speech.

Remus’ pov

As Dumbledore was making his speech I couldn’t help but look at y/n. Merlin, she looked gorgeous, she always did though, the way she’d use her wand to put her hair in a bun while we studied, or how she’d bite her lip when she was thinking, she was perfect, and yet she wasn’t even my date. I can’t believe Sirius asked her, I know they’re just going as friends but I can’t help think it should have been me.

I saw her looking at Jill, before frowning looking down at herself. Wait no don’t do that, I wanted to grab her and tell her she looks beautiful, to stop comparing herself but before I could even think of something to say she was being pulled away. Dumbledore had finished his speech, Jill was dragging me to the dance floor, in the corner of my eye I could see y/n laughing with Sirius. Godric I missed her laugh, I don’t think I’ve heard it in so long. Then it dawned on me, when was the last time I actually spoke to y/n?

y/n’s pov

The night was going surprisingly well, Sirius had kept me on the dance floor most of the time, making me laugh with his horrendous dancing. At the moment I was stood alone on the edge of the dance floor, Sirius had gone to the toilet, as he had left a slow dance came on. I watched the couples dancing, I started smiling seeing Lily lay her head on my brother chest, they were so perfect together. My eyes drifted through the couples until they stopped on the one pair I didn’t want to see. My heart clenched watching the sway to the music, I thought for a second Jill had caught my eye so I looked away. I wish I hadn’t looked back a few seconds later, they were kissing, his arms moving down to her waist.

Sirius’ pov

Merlin and girls complain the line to their bathroom is long. As I walk back in I spot y/n in the same place I left her. As I approach I see tears in her eyes, I follow her gaze to see Remus and Jill dancing, I stop when I see y/n look away. Looking back over I see Jill had caught y/n staring, looking at me she smiles over Remus’ shoulder in that cold-hearted way before pulling him into a kiss. She’s doing it on purpose, that bitch! I’m going to kill her, actually I’m going to kill both of them, but right now I need to make sure y/n’s okay.

Remus’ pov

I pull away from the kiss. As the song finishes, Jill tells me she off to get a drink. I look over to see most of my friends distracted by some story James is telling, my gaze falls towards the door, what the fuck! Sirius had his arm around y/n leading her out of the great hall, kissing her forehead. I hoped they were just going for some air, but then he turned right, I knew where he was going, there old broom closet he told us was perfect to take girls to. Hell no, I follow them out, delayed slightly by crowds starting to dance again

Sirius’ pov

I took y/n to a broom closet I knew well, okay maybe it was the place I took girls to shag but no one would disturb us here. We sat on the floor, my arms wrapped around her and let her cry for a bit,.

“Siri can I show you something?” y/n said after a while, looking up at me, eyes puffy

“Anything love” I smile down at her

She doesn’t say anything, I just see her close her eyes. Suddenly y/n no longer there, a small white fox is in her place. I’m in awe, she looks so cute!

Before I could speak I heard a bang at the door, panicking I pull out my wand muttering a locking spell.

“Occupied” I shout back in hope whoever it is will get the message

“Sirius open this fucking door right now” I heard Remus shout, I look down at y/n who is still a fox, I lean down moving a bit of wood out of the way, me and Pete had found it led to an abandoned hall. I whispered to y/n to go back to the common room and I’d handle him. I saw what looked like an understanding nod, before she scurried through the hole, I moved the bit of wood back, taking a deep breath before opening the door.

Third person pov

“I swear to Merin…” Remus is cut off by the door opening, revealing Sirius alone.

“Yes?” Sirius asks, the sass in his voice prominent

“Where is she?”

“Who” he plays dumb

“You know exactly who I mean”

“And if she was in there with me, what exactly were you going to do?”

Remus looks taken aback, grimacing at the thought of them together “Because…Because…”

“Because what? Why should it matter if I was with her?” Sirius had reached his breaking point. Remus came battering on the door filled with rage, and still he couldn’t see it. He couldn’t see that he was hurting the sweetest girl in the world, a girl that had loved him unconditionally, even now. Safe to say he’d snapped

“You know why it matters to you, because you love her, you always have. Fuck, for years I listened to you, put up with it, because you were too scared James would kill you for crushing on his sister! Guess what Moony, he wouldn’t have fucking cared, only person that was scared was you, I love you man but you have always been in your own way. So scared she’d run away if she…” Before Sirius could continue his rant, he was cut off by Remus

“Found out I was a monster! Fuck I know she wouldn’t be scared; I know she’d accept me. Of course, I do! That’s the problem, if for some slim fucking chance, she liked me back I would be giving her a life a poverty and not to mention I could hurt…”

“You already have”

“Wha…what?” Remus stutters

“You are so oblivious, you’ve been so obsessed with yourself and now Jill to see that you’ve already hurt her in a way no physical wound could compare. She knew Moony, she’s known longer than me, hell she even became a fucking animagus for you so when you told her she could help you. She’s loved you all these years, waiting patiently until youwere ready, waiting for you to let her love you, and what do you do, ignore her for months, not even noticing your so-called girlfriend has been slowly phasing her out of your life, shattering her heart. Merlin if you weren’t my friend I could hit you!”

Remus was speechless, his mind was racing. She loved him, she knew and she still love him, but now he thought over this year, suddenly he saw every fake smile, the way she’d leave when he and Jill would come in, how he’d let Jill sit in her spot practically preplacing her and the fact he hadn’t actually had a conversation with her since early October. Remus was hit with the realisation she was comparing herself to Jill tonight at the ball, he felt like an asshole. He was the worst Gryffindor in history, Sirius was right, he was a coward. He had to make it right

Remus’ pov

I have to find her

“Where is she?” I asked

Sirius sighed “She was headed back to her dorm”

As I turned to leave I heard Sirius say “If you hurt her again I will punch you, James will too, twice cause we both know Pete can’t throw a punch to save him”

I nod, starting to walk quickly to the common room, as I pass the Great Hall Jill runs up to me

“Remmy, where have you been, I as being to wor…” I cut her off I don’t have time for her bullshit

“We’re over”

“What” her innocent expression was gone, her true colours showing through

“We’re over, I love y/n, it’s always been y/n” I didn’t even give her a chance to reply as I was already walking away, I did her a distant huff and a ‘fuck you’ though

y/n’s pov

I changed into my pjs, staring at the mirror, I had finally stopped crying, my eyes were a bit puffy. My eyes were drawn to the door swinging open, in the mirror I was met with Remus staring at me. I turned around to look at him, his eyes were a bit red like he was crying. Without a word he walked right up to me

Third person pov

Remus slammed his lips into y/n’s, her eyes widened, eventually closing as she leaned into the kiss. Remus’ hands gently caressed her cheeks deepening the kiss. Y/n let out a small moan, snapping her out of the daze pulling herself away reluctantly.

He still had his hands on her cheeks, gently rubbing his thumbs over her cheekbones. Y/n was speechless she didn’t know what to say.

“I love you” Remus said looking into her eyes

The girl’s eyes widened in shock

“You love me?” she said, coming out as a question, her voice quiet and unsure

“It’s always been you y/n. I’m so sorry, I was a coward. Sirius told me everything” his eyes started welling up with tears, praying he hadn’t already destroyed his chance to be with her

“What about Jill?” she looked up at him hopefully, she could see in his eyes he was genuine, all she could hope for was that he had chosen her

“I ended it, I only want you” he kisses her forehead “If you’ll have me”

“Can I show you something?” She says stepping back

Remus nods slowly in response. Watching in awe as she shifts into a small white fox, Remus smiles down at her, he knees down to play with the fur. She licks his face, causing the boy to chuckle.

“So beautiful” looking down at her in admiration

y/n shifts back, kneeling next to him. She puts her hand on his cheek, to which he lends into and smiles, closing his eyes to savour the moment

He opens his eyes as she speaks “I’ve always been yours Rem”

He smiles, the girl leans in kissing him again. Remus moves one hand to the back of her neck, the other wraps around her waist to deepen the kiss.

“Fucking finally!”

The two pull apart at James’ comment to see the whole gang peering through the door

“Now, as much as I approve of you two finally getting together, Moony your coming back to our dorm. I don’t need a nephew just…Ow” The group laughs as Lily hits James dragging him to his dorm

“Now where were we” Remus says before kissing her again

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Moon Knight Deep Dive (Prologue)

BEFORE the Moon Knight, Setting the System. Sorta. (Werewolf by Night #32-33, Marvel Spotlight #28-29, The Defenders #47-51, Spectacular Spider Man #22-23, Marvel Two In One #52)

Ok, so, I said I was going to write this, so here it is. A DEEP dive on Moon Knight, that will start with facts and Data from his original appearances way back in Werewolf by night in 1975 (which means, the System is pushing 47!) the 1980 comic series, and we’ll follow it all the way until the current series, Devil’s Reign. Obviously, I will not go through ALL the individual issues, only the important arcs, and the important characters. So we may skip some issues. Of course, I will try to pay special attention to the people and characters we met in the TV series, while we all wait for Marvel to not break our hearts and announce a Season 2 (I am starting to write this before Episode 6 airs, and I don’t think I will watch it until I finish at least this first part)

Couple of disclaimers before I start: I am a singlet, so I really don’t know what it’s like to live as a system, nor can really judge how accurate the comic writers are at writing one. I’m no expert on the language used by systems themselves, but I have been trying to learn, by listening to those in the fandom who are kind enough to share their experiences, and that means that I might slip up and mess up. So I apologize in advance, but also offer this: If anyone points me when I mess up? I will gladly edit those terms and do my best not to use them again.

On that note, I also want to point out for those singlets like me that I will ONLY be using the word “Alter” to refer to Marc, Steven and Jake (and those other alters that did appear for short runs later) individually If I am not naming them. If I use “Personality” is it to DESCRIBE people’s actual characteristics, such as “Marc’s personality is brash and impulsive, while Steven is more shrewd and analytic” which is the same way I’d describe, say, Frenchie or Marlene. And “Identity” will only be used to talk about, well, assumed names and stuff like secret identities, such as Moon Knight and Mr. Knight. While the term is never used in the comics as far as I remember, when talking about ALL the alters together, I will use the fandom name of Moon System. Hope that is clear

Also, please remember that these first comics were written in the EIGHTIES. There were… some things that we now know are problematic, even if, I will have to be honest, some stories were downright progressive for the times. And after reading FIVE times the first volume for this, I still have NO idea if the creators, Doug Moench and Don Perlin, were really Trying to create a superhero with DiD or if that was what Bob Ross would call a happy accident because… well, you will see.

They do use the word “identity” a lot in these issues, but at the same time… well, you will see.

So let’s start with the first alter we met, Marc Spector

Whom we meet… as a villain. Hunting the titular Werewolf by Knight as a mercenary who gets GIVEN the Moon Knight costume and name because well, he was going to hunt a werewolf. There’s really nothing that makes Moon Knight -or Marc- stand out from the run of the mile merc characters of Marvel, as he captures Jack Russell for the shadowy Committee, and, once he gets his money for the capture, changes his mind, frees Russell and helps him fight the Committee -while keeping the money. Oh, and the uniform that, for purposes of Werewolf hunting? Was originally made of ACTUAL SILVER.

Pillar of Morality, Marc Spector was not.

Next he appeared in Marvel Spotlight, but we don’t meet Marc alone. We meet Steven, the millionaire, and now Moon Knight is a vigilante who lives in a Long Island Mansion, has a butler named Samuels (whom I adore but wouldn’t appear again until Moon Knight’s solo series), a valet named Merkins (Who is so obviously evil and just there so that later the villain can give us the exposition about Marc and the others) secretary named Marlene Fontaine. We also hear about Jake, a taxi driver that works in Brooklyn, and is constantly late which puts him in trouble with his boss, but is very good friends with a homeless man named Crawley who knows EVERYTHING about the crime in the city, and a Dinner’ owner named Gena who is a single mother of two children.

This story establishes that Marc IS Steven and Jake, but everyone -including the Villain who is the most ridiculously named man ever: “Conquer-Lord”. Seriously – treats this as just names that Marc uses to make his job as a superhero easy. It also gives Marc enough combat training credentials that we can imagine he can go into a fight with Nick Fury and come out to a draw. But other than that, again, nothing in this story gives us any hint of the Moon system themselves, except that Frenchie calls Marc, well Marc, Marlene calls him Steven and Jake has a bit of a different accent. But nothing that tells us that each Alter is independent of the others, at least, not yet. So for now, rather than the Moon System, Moon Knight is still… a guy who apparently likes to collect identities as some other people collect trading cards.

But hey, in the good side? This time Moon Knight IS established as a vigilante who works for the good side, no longer a mercenary, and that everyone in his life (That is, the good butler, Marlene who is also his girlfriend, and Frenchie) know that he is Jake, Steven, Marc and Moon Knight. They also imply that Marc has at the very least, super strength, rumored to be from “werewolf saliva” but that particular thing was completely dropped pretty much immediately (unless you, fic writers, want to have fun with that). Oh, and that his time as a merc hunting Werewolves was part of an undercover mission and he was never really evil.

Next up came his appearance in The Defenders, where I got my wish and… Moon Knight fights Night Fury. To a standstill.

Still, that three issue arc is not really interesting as, since he is a guest star of a TEAM book, we never see them out of the cowl, nor have ANY idea of who was fronting. To be honest, I think that the Defenders’ appearance is really nothing out of the ordinary since he could’ve been replaced by ANY other caped hero and the story would’ve the same. (Well, when we talk about Moon Knight. For the general Marvel Universe, it has the origin of the first Zodiac and that will be important later.)

AFTER that, it was time to ramp up Moon Knight’s popularity by letting him guest star in Peter Parker: The Spectacular Spider-man! And here, because Peter Parker definitely doesn’t move in the same circles as Steven Grant? We get to see Jake more, and he shines a bit, or at least as much as he can for two whole pages. Well, Jake and Gena, who pretty much shows that she ain’t no damsel in distress.

We keep the rules that Marlene only calls them Steven, that Moon Knight is secretive of his identity in general, but he has an UNDERWATER ENTRANCE to get to the mansion as Moon Knight instead of, you know, landing with Frenchie. Oh, and Moon Knight has a huge batcave (Which of course can’t exist in the tv show as OUR Steven can’t afford that on a gift shop employee salary)

As you can see with this, Marvel REALLY wanted to establish Moon Knight as part of the Urban Legends of New York, so his next team up was with the Ever-Loving Blue Eyed Thing, Ben Grimm himself.

Now, this is important in many ways. First, we see Jake being very smart by picking Ben as a fare to follow a villain after said villain escapes both Ben AND Moon Knight and I love that. Because yeah, that WAS the purpose of Jake (From a writer’s point of view, not from the System point of view), to keep Moon Knight as close to the fight as possible. Second, we get even more confirmation that Marc was NOT just a soldier, he was also a Freelance CIA asset who was trained to withstand torture and brainwashing, AND that his non-mystical mask has a filter that keeps things like knockout gas away from his lungs.

Unfortunately, in this first team up with Ben, we do not get to know that the System is Jewish, that would come much, much later, but we know that at some point Ben found out, and that he still sends them Hannukah cards every year, even after Moon Knight had a falling out with the other superheroes.

After that, Moon Knight had a couple of appearances in Hulk Magazine but those later were chronologically placed AFTER his solo series debut, so we’ll check those when I get there. What it’s important from THESE first issues is that on one hand, the System was always there, even if at first they weren’t treated as Alters but as different identities that Marc took, that he ALWAYS had a backup team in the form of Marlene (even if, unfortunately, at first Marlene was there to be a nice damsel in distress) for Steven, Frenchie for Marc, and Crawley and Gloria for Jake, and that while the OTHER Marvel Superheroes knew of him, he mostly kept to his own. Oh, and that in those early days? There was no Khonshu -even if in Werewolf by Night he DOES send a quick prayer-thanks to the Moon despite in that moment being GIVEN the identity by the Mob. Ah, wonderful “early installment weirdness”- and NO ONE in the MU considered Marc insane. Even if, as I pointed out, Marlene exclusively calls him Steven, Frenchie always calls him Marc, and that when Jake is fronting, Jake doesn’t like it when they call him the wrong name. (Even if, to be honest, I am not sure the writers knew they were writing him as an alter back then)

So with this I finish the prologue, and I hope I can have NEXT part before next week if the Season (SEASON, damn it Marvel) finale doesn’t break us too much. Tune in next time so we can see finally how Khonshu came to be part of the Moon Knight mythos, the first time we knew of the origins, and more importantly, WHEN it was established that the Moon System IS a system and not just a bored rich guy with a fake ID collection and thus, the rest of the MU started to see Moon Knight as the Hero with Mental Health Issues.

Part 1, The original Moench Run

Part 2, Moench continued

Part 3, The end of the Moench era.

Part 4, Fist of Khonshu and West Coast Avengers (Hawkeye Fangirl Khonshu)

Part 5, Marc Spector: Moon Knight (Aka. The Dixon Run, aka. Oh, god please stop)

Part 6, Moench returns. Then 2006, and the least we say about it, the better.

Part 7, Vengeance of the Moon Knight, the Bendis Run

Part 8, The Ellis Run

Part 9, The Lemire Run begins here

Part 10, The Lemire Run continues

Part 11, The Lemire Run (end of the first arc)

Part 12, The Lemire Run (Second act. TW: Integration talk)

Part 13: The Lemire Run ends.

Part 14: The Bemis Run begins (TW: Classism and ableism)

Part 15: The Bemis Run ends (TW: Classism, ableism and anti-semitism.

Part 16: Avengers, Age of Khonshu

Part 17: The MacKay Run until issue 11, Devil's Reign and Black, White and Blood. That's all for now.

#Moon Knight #Moon Knight Comic history #Moon Knight Deep Dive #Steven Grant #Marc Spector #Jake Lockley #Moon System #This is going to be a looong project.

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