#benji and jamie

[itscooltoskate]

Beautiful.

[dykeganseythethird]

woof

the winners - fredrik backman / written on the body - jeanette winterson / a little life - hanya yanagihara / the dream thieves - maggie stiefvater / these violent delights - micah nemerever / the sunshine court - nora sakavic / in memorium - alice winn / the case for jamie - brittany cavallaro / shuggie bain - douglas stuart

[befickleforever]

genuinely my favourite ask of all time, thank you

[jtrocks]

[pink-pone]

ginger bread,have you ever been out of maple leaf? if not,where would you like to go?

"There are soooo many more places I'd love to go I could probably go on forever!!" - Ginger Bread

(I'm so excited to finally finish this ask, it was so fun to draw and explore some mini lore! My plan is to answer many more asks so if you or your ask blog character want to ask a question to an oc of mine go right on ahead!! ^^ You can find all my ocs here.)

[dorodoro000]

[lovecharged]

[facts-i-just-made-up]

Name every breed of dog

There are about 200 breeds of dog, and I hereby name them James, Becca, Donovan, Martin, Nagisa, Carl, Karl, Justin, Kale, Ratso, Mina, Jessica, Benji, Ani, Umma, Verys, David, Duluth, Chroma, Flip, Claire, Alessa, Alessa-Jin, Mona, Billie, Emily, Beth, Dun-Xi, Vessico, Clementine, Ratricia, Chico, Cheech, Helmina, Orlando, Aria, Vulluset, Paprika, Anna, Lemmy, Kwan, Millie, Pim, Pine, Reileigh, Ginger, Artie, Bei, Booberella, Clancy, Lambert, Nina, Lila, Gene, Lynda, Mim, Clarissa, Gustavus, Rya, Urvashi, Dee, Dina, Zhao, Marti-Hawk, Polonaise, Frida, Lima, Larry, Plin, Leeza, Sinan, Delger, Abagail, Bashir, Jupiter, José, Fritz, Sheila, Maria, Malu, Rod, Jon, Ethan, Clarice, Nickel, Ligaya, Sibyl, Frampt, Toi, Gimli, Hibiscus, Barry, Carrie, Mimi-Lou, Vladimir, Katjuk, Flynn, Perrin, Rosemary, Tanino, Sid, Florence, Carmilla, Carmello, Reese, Laura, Lana, Delia, Quince, Kim, Djimon, Bay, Mu, Neil, Krani, Mamu, Namu, Nemo, Neelix, Mac, Den, Medina, Tessa-Kwali, Alfonse, Geoffrey, Masamune, Schmelgert, Arturo, Ricki-Rak, Rico, Tenne, Santos, Emilia, Despereaux, Pete, Phillipe, Squalene, Bill, Kate, Roman, Sally, Bertha, Dru, Ridley, Amelie, Val, Alejandro, Hans, Jean, Mustafa, Kevin, Kev, Ina, Ima, Pinesol, Ernesto, Arnoldine, Bernadine, Homer, Tomoyuki, Clitmondine, Nolan, Michaela, Brainerd, Everly, Szandor, Cosine, Morris, Jamie, Jamie but the other pronunciation, Xan, Gyatso, Kiara, Pontius, Ali, Momo, Junior, Tootsie, Mel, Dustin, Xavier, Mello, Spike, Petra, Dean, Tasha, Guenevere, Jock, Huston, Dwayne, Dominique, Sanchita, Padma, Lola, Golmandine, Gilda, Flemina, Billy-Bob, and Glen.

[ellecdc]

Come Back, Be Here (part 5)

Sirius Black x fem!reader - First Wizarding War Order of the Phoenix - 3.5k p1 // p2 // p3 // p4 // p5 // p6 // p7 // p8

⚠️CW: graphic descriptions of injury, blood & gore, combat (people die), painful goodbyes, swearing (I wrote it so there's swearing, but I think you all know that by now)

Synopsis: The story of how you sacrificed yourself to save your friend and Order partner James months before. And what the fuck is Kreacher up to?

👋AN: I have never written (well anything TBF) combat/action before and I was very uncomfortable the entire time so I'm 1) glad it's over (for now) and 2) very sorry if it's awkward or painful to read. I'd love feedback or suggestions as I believe this story may involve more. xx

The spring-time sun meant you had an easier time staying comfortable during the day, but as the sun dipped below the top of the building across from you, it was becoming increasingly harder to stay warm. You sat on an overturned crate in an abandoned building watching the alleyway below you as you nibbled on a granola bar. It tasted like ash.

“Should we check in again?” James asked, leaning in front of you to peek out the partially broken window.

You fought the urge to roll your eyes. “We checked in only minutes ago, Prongs.”

He hummed in disgruntled acknowledgment. 

“Do you ever think about just like jumping when you look out a window?” James asked as he leaned a little too close to the jagged edge of the window for your liking.

“Pardon me?”

“You know, like when you’re on a bridge and you think ‘I could totally just launch myself off of this right now’, or when you’re holding something really expensive or delicate and you just want to throw it at a wall.”

You stared at your friend for a moment.

“Those are called intrusive thoughts, Jamie.”

“Are they bad?”

“Only when they stop being thoughts and turn into actions.”

“Got it.” He said with a nod.

“Hey, James?”

“Yeah.”

“Step away from the window please.”

He sighed and plopped down unceremoniously beside you. You offered him the rest of your granola bar which he only accepted once you assured him you were finished. 

You moved to sit on the floor so the two of you could play tic-tac-toe in the dust. James complained about breaking a nail and you agreed to check in with Emmeline and Benjy twice more over the following few hours.

“Okay; fuck, marry, avada: Helga Hufflepuff, the Minister of Magic, Merlin.” James asked.

You blew out a breath and leaned back onto your hands. “Hmmmm, how many times do I have to fuck them?”

“Just once.”

“Okay, and do I have to stay married forever and ever?”

“Uh, duh. Till death do you part.” He answered incredulously. 

“Will I die soon?”

James gave you an unimpressed look.

“Okay, uhm, ugh, I hate politicians, James.”

“I don’t want your life story, just answer the question.” 

“Fine. Fuck Merlin, marry Helga, avada the Minister.” You said, though you couldn’t help but cautiously look over your shoulder lest the Minister himself hear your treasonous answer. 

“Explain.”

“I just think Helga would treat me right.”

James nodded solemnly. “And the others?”

“You just said you didn’t want my life story.” 

“You’re right. Do me next.”

“In your dreams, Potter.”

James rolled his eyes. “Get your mind out of the gutter.” 

You chuckled and looked down at the street again.

“I don’t know James; it’s been pretty quiet. How long have we been here?” 

James shifted his weight to one hand in order to check his watch. “Well, we got here at, what, eight this morning? It’s been about twelve hours of nothing.”

You hummed in acknowledgement. “What do you think? Do you want to get home to Lily and Haz, or keep watch?” 

James groaned. “I always want to go home to Lily and Haz, but Benjy and Em were on this stake out yesterday too.”

You nodded and stood. You conjured your patronus and told Benjy and Emmeline that it was quiet enough for them to leave, and that James and you would stay for a little bit longer just in case. The silvery fox jumped once before it disappeared through the walls of the building, sending your message to the other team.

James chuckled. “Do you remember how pissed off Sirius was when he found out you had become an animagus?”

You smirked at the memory. “That was back when he hated me.”

James guffawed. “He never hated you.”

“Yes, he did!”

“Nuh uh, he thought he was playing it cool, but he fell just as hard for you as I did with my Lily flower.”

You shook your head. “No one fell as hard as you did, Jamie.”

“Too true.” He agreed. “I’m the best at everything I do.”

“I think he was mostly mad that I’d managed to do it by myself, whilst the three of you bumbled your way through it together.”

“Yeah. You started after us and managed to finish before Pete did.”

You chuckled at the memory.

(Hogwarts boat-house, 4th year)

“I don’t understand why you’re getting so worked up about this.”

Sirius looked at you incredulously. “Uhm, how about because it’s dangerous? What even compelled you to do something like this?”

“Uhm, you guys were doing it?”

“So?”

“So? If you can do it, why can’t I?” 

“Do you know how much trouble you could get into for this?” He asked while pinching the space between his brows.

“Why? Are you going to rat me out?”

Sirius guffawed. “I’m not a snitch, Dollface.”

You smiled wickedly at him. “Good, then shut up about it.”

You stood and stretched your limbs, stiff from the day of waiting for nothing to happen.

“I’m confused, James.” You said, poking your head into the window again. “Didn’t the tip suggest that this was a major meeting spot for Death Eaters and allies?”

James hummed in acknowledgement. 

“Then why haven’t we seen anything all day?”

He looked at you curiously. “I don’t know...isn’t no news good news?”

You groaned. “I don’t know. Not if we’re to believe the tip.”

“You think it was false?” 

You made a non-committal sound as you started to pace the room. 

“I mean, I guess it is weird for nothing to happen two days in a row.”

You stopped dead in your tracks. “Two days?”

James nodded at you. “Yeah, Emmeline and Benjy were here yesterday.”

“They were here yesterday?”

“Are you feeling okay? I literally just said that.” 

“Fuck, James, where did this tip come from?”

James scrunched his eyebrows. “I don’t know, Vix.”

You both stared at each other for a few moments. “I think we should leave.” You said.

“Apparate to location seven?” James asked as you helped him stand.

“Yep.”

You both pulled your wands and spun to apparate.

You looked at each other in confusion. 

After a quick nod, you both spun again.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” You muttered before moving back to the window; neither teams had any problems apparating in or out earlier today.

“Vix, this isn’t good.” 

“Alright,” you breathed out, squaring your shoulders, “alright. Let’s scout the area. We’ll find out where this anti-apparition ward ends and get the hell out of here.”

James, looking far paler than he had moments ago, offered you one nod before getting into stance and following you to the door. 

You grabbed the handle and heard an awful searing sound before you realized it was the sound of your hand against the metal doorknob. 

“FUCK!” You shouted as you pulled your hand away, blisters already littering the palm of your hand. James quickly cast an auguamenti over your hand followed by a glacius. The stinging slowly subsided but you could still feel your heartbeat in your palm, and tears threatened to spill from your eyes. 

James leaned his ear closer to the door. “I...I feel like I hear a dragon?”

You paled. 

“Fiendfyre.”

You moved over to the window and cast a despulso, shattering the remaining glass and leaning out of it. 

“This way.” You said to James over your shoulder before changing into Vixen and jumping down two storeys. Your paws stumbled beneath you as you landed awkwardly, but you fared better than you would have in your human form.

James looked down at you from the window as you changed back to your human form before giving him a quick nod. He jumped and you cast an arresto momentum, slowly lowering him to the ground. 

You both tried to apparate again to no prevail. James cast a revelio which illuminated the shimmery grid lock of the ward around you. 

“It doesn’t look like it goes far. We just need to make it to the street.” James said as he nodded his head down the alleyway. 

You began in that direction when two shadowy, masked figures stepped into the alley from the street. You huffed and figured you’d fare better on the other end, save having to climb over the barbed wire. When you turned again to run, another set of masked figures stepped out on that end too.

“I wouldn’t do that, if I were you.” One of them sing-songed. 

“Through the building.” James commanded and the two of you moved to the door of the building across the alleyway.

James cast a despulso to open the door as you threw a bombarda at the second set of Death Eaters. You narrowly dodged a confringo as more bolts of light shot your way.

You ran down the hall, looking around corners for signs of an exit. You passed a hallway and felt a hand grab your arm before you were slammed into the wall.

A wand was pressed to your throat when you heard James cast a flipendo. The wizard pinning you was sent flying, so you righted yourself and grabbed James’s hand before sprinting down the hallway again. 

You shot a hex at a fire extinguisher as you passed it which fogged up the hallway behind you. 

“Confringo!” A voice suddenly shouted from ahead. A ball of fire hit James’s square in the chest as he moved to block you from it. He fell to the ground with a thud as you cast a protego around the two of you. 

Three more casts bounced off of your shield before you shot an incendio at them, watching the robes and masks melt away before the wizards turned to ash. 

“You idiot!” You gritted through your teeth as you cast healing charms over James’ burn. 

“Wake up James, get your arse up.” You insisted, gripping his chin and shaking his head back and forth. 

You looked up at the sound of running and shot another bombarda behind you. The sickening sound of a body hitting a wall and sliding to the ground let you know you hit your mark as you continued to rouse James.

“You need to get up James. Come on, let’s go.” You said as you hauled him into a sitting position. You mentally cursed him and his dedication to the gym as you tried to manhandle his 183cm (six-foot) pure muscle figure. The movement caused him to groan.

“Yes, come on Prongs, get up, we need to go.” You insisted, giving him another shake. The burning in your hand was starting to return and you felt the beginnings of a wicked headache coming on. You could hear shouting from the floor above you – you had company. 

The wall behind you exploded suddenly and threw you both across the hall. Your head made a sickening crack as it met the brick wall and James was covered with rubble.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You moaned as you felt heat spread down your neck. You ripped a large piece of glass from your right thigh as you stood, which began to bleed far too quickly for your liking. Wobbly as all hell, you moved over to James and pulled the cinderblocks from his body.

“Come on Potter,” you muttered. “You’ve got a wife and kid at home.”

He groaned in agony as you pulled him into a crouch.

“And you’ve got a Sirius.” He slurred.

“Exactly,” you grunted as you used your wand to throw a piece of wall at some assailants to your left. “And if I go home to my boyfriend without his boyfriend, he will have my head.”

Both of you hissed in pain as you stood, but you trudged through the rubble and moved to the end of the hall. You pushed through a door which brought you out into an alleyway parallel to the one you guys had just been in. You cast a revelioand saw that the anti-apparition ward ended at the sidewalk about ten yards away. 

The sound of an explosion followed by screaming made you turn. The building you and James had been in for your stake out had been completely consumed by the fiendfyre and was spreading to the building you just exited. 

“The fiendfyre caused friendly fire.” James muttered. 

You pushed at his shoulder and directed him toward the street. “James, this way, we’re almost-” 

“BOMBARDA.”

“No!”

The wind was knocked clean out of you and your senses vanished. You saw bright white and couldn’t hear anything past the ringing in your ears. You tried to stay calm as you willed your lungs to take in more air. 

You were aware of someone standing above you, or in front of you, but you couldn’t see or hear them. There were hands, warm hands, you were being shaken. 

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no.” 

Choking.

You could hear choking.

You could hear!

You hear yourself choking. 

You sucked in a deep breath that caused an unbelievable amount of pain in your stomach; the breath shuddered as it left your body. 

“No, no, no. Vix please.”

You opened your eyes. Though your eyesight was still white around the edges you could see James’ face in front of yours.

“Y/N, we’re almost there.” James whimpered, tilting his head toward the sidewalk where the ward line ended. You lifted your hand to your head even though it felt like it weighed a thousand pounds and when you pulled your hand back it was red. 

“James.” You choked out. “Go, I’ll find you.”

“Y/N.”

You attempted to sit up straighter, but it elicited a strangled sob from you. You felt a strange pressure in the left of your stomach, and when you looked down you could see why.

Your head, also feeling like it weighed a thousand pounds, lolled as you lifted your shirt to expose a metal rod that had impaled you from behind. Your view of the injury quickly became obscured as blood flowed from the wound. Between the wound to your thigh, and now your stomach, the gravel below you was quickly becoming drenched in your blood. You knew then. This injury was well beyond either of your wheelhouse.

“Jamie.”

“No.”

“James.” You whined quietly, lolling your head back against the fence behind you. “You have to go.” 

“Y/N, I won’t. I cannot leave without you.” 

“You have to.” 

“No.” He cried miserably. 

You took a few breaths, heart hurting both from blood loss and for your partner.

“What about Sirius? Hm?” He shot at you.

You smiled at the thought of your sweet boy. You felt like you could smell him now; worn leather, caramel, and his cigarettes. You knew he tried to spell the smell away, but it never really worked; you’d learned to associate the scent with him though, so you mostly didn’t mind. 

“You’ll take care of him for me, won’t you?” You asked your friend, offering him a tired smile. Tears fell from his eyes; he was too pretty to cry, you thought. 

“Vix, please, he needs you.”

“Thank him for me?”

James sobbed.

“I’m so-” you grunted and fought the urge to gag. “I’m so thankful for him. For all of you.”

“Y/N.”

“Tell him I’d do it all again. Every moment of it. If it meant I got to love him.” You breathed in deeply. “It was worth every minute of it.” 

A portion of the building behind James collapsed in on itself under the flames, but neither of you moved your gaze from the other. 

“Tell him for me?” You asked again.

James’s face was scrunched in pain as he nodded.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” He cried.

“I’m not.” You said as you shook your head. “I don’t re-I don’t-” You tried to take a deep breath but found yourself unable to.

“I don’t regret anything.” You finished on an exhale. 

The building behind James continued to fall as smoke and debris fell around the two of you. You shakily lifted one of your hands to his face and wiped at the tear tracks lining his cheeks. You lifted your wand in the other and cast a diffindo at the death eaters approaching behind him. You were thankful your vision was going, knowing the sight behind James would be unbelievably gruesome. 

“I-” you started, your breathing becoming erratic. “I love you. All of you.”

James nodded as he leaned down to kiss your forehead. 

“I am so lucky to have known you, Vix.”

“Go now.” You said quietly.

James held your head to his shoulder.

“You - you have to go.” 

James kissed your head again.

“Go.”

You rested your head against your own shoulder as you watched James hobble to the end of the alleyway. You did it, you thought to yourself, you saved him.

James made it to the sidewalk when he turned to face you. You tried to offer him one last smile as he spun and apparated away.

A sob tore through you, and it felt as though it emptied your lungs of any remaining air. 

No matter, you wouldn’t need air anymore anyway.

“I’m sorry I didn’t make it home, Siri.” You thought. “I’ll find you in our next life, and I’ll love you there too.” 

With a shuddering sigh, you fell asleep. 

It was dark. It made sense. Death would be dark. Should it be cold? Perhaps. You only wished it wasn’t also painful. It was quiet, but you could hear.

“Why waste your energy on a pathetic mudblood?”

“Information. Knowledge is power, after all.”

“Couldn’t you have found a mudblood that wasn’t so close to death then?”

“We would’ve had more to choose from had someone not thought to fight with fiendfyre instead of a good old incendio.”

“Incendio was boring, I wanted to spice things up a little.”

“Your penchant for spice lost us numbers, Junior. The Dark Lord will not be pleased.”

“Then we’ll get the mudblood talking. Once we get information, the numbers won’t matter.” 

“You ignorant-”

“Enough! What’s done is done. Someone will have to take responsibility for the repercussions when the time comes.”

“Severus is right. For now, the mudblood comes with me.”

“Absolutely not.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“The last prisoner did not even survive the night under your watch.”

“Pfft. You should have heard the mouth on that nasty witch. I did the world a favour.”

“Foulness tends to be a common trait of the Order. Please do keep up, Goyle.”

“I do not see how you are in any position to be barking orders around here. You are barely out of Hogwarts yourself, child.”

“Yes, and this child received their dark mark before they even graduated. In fact, Mulciber, I have had my mark longer than you.”

“What do you even want with the mudblood anyway?”

“Trying to keep it in the family, baby Black?”

“Yes, Purebloods tend to do that. I can see that your ancestors kept it a little too close to home, however.”

“You don’t know what to do with a prisoner; let the rest of us enjoy her a little.”

“I am not concerned about enjoying, you imbecile. I work for the Dark Lord, that is my only concern. I am one of the most skilled legillimens and occlumens here, I will not let my dick get in the way of getting information for the Dark Lord, unlike the rest of you, so I will take the mudblood.” 

“Hmph, well, we’ll see how long this lasts.”

You listen: Doors. Floorboards. Parchment. Fireplace.

...

...

“You’re awake.”

...

...

...

“Squeezing your eyes shut will not change the fact that I know you are awake.”

Are they talking to me?

“Yes, I am talking to you.”

Shit.

“Very elegant.”

I’m fucking alive?!

“Indeed, you are.”

You peeled your eyes open and blinked against the light above you. The room was dark, with dark-grained wood on the ceiling and walls, and little light save from the gaudy chandelier above you and a tiny window letting in a minuscule amount of light which seemed to dissipate by the time it reached one foot from the source.  

Your neck cracked loudly as you turned your head to the voice, and you swore you felt your heart fall out of your feet.

“You can’t be serious?” You rasped disbelievingly. 

“Close, but no.” The man smirked as he stood and moved toward the table you were lying on. “The name is Regulus. Regulus Arcturus Black.”

You felt your heart rate pick up as you stared at the face of a man who held an uncanny similarity to your boyfriend. 

“I don’t suppose you happen to know occlumency, do you?”

You shook your head; unsure you could voice anything more than a horrified whimper.

“Shame. Well, for your sake, I hope you are a quick learner.” 

And he stupefied you. 

(Present)

“Kreacher, what have you done?” You spat angrily, twisting your arm in his grasp. He appeared wholly unimpressed with the situation and less than inclined to respond to you.

“Let go.” You muttered as you tried to tear your arm from the house-elf. For looking so small, thin, and well, decrepit, he was surprisingly strong. You considered pulling your wand when someone spoke.

“Release her.”

Your head shot up at the sound. You were met with a scarily familiar smirk that left you feeling weightless.

The elf obeyed, though you wish he hadn’t as you suddenly felt weak in the knees. 

“Welcome back, Y/N.” He smirked as he stood from his perch on the edge of an ornate desk. “Ready to finish this?” 

Continue to part six here.

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Names with Cute Nicknames

Boys' Edition

Sometimes we just fall in love with a cute nickname for our characters. So here is a list of names that you can name your characters, even though you will only call them by their nickname.

Alexander - Al, Alex, Lex, Lexie, Xander, Xandie, Sasha

Alfred - Al, Alfie, Fred, Freddie, Freddy

Andrew - Andie, Andy, Drew

Antonio - Ant, Anto, Toni, Tony

Aurelia/Aurelius - Auri

Arthur - Art, Artie

Benjamin - Ben, Benny, Benni, Benji, Minnie

Felix - Feli, Lix, Lixie

Ferdinand - Ferdi, Fred, Nando

Florian - Flo, Flori

Frederik/Frederic - Fred, Freddie, Freddy, Rik, Ric, Rick, Ricky

Jamison - Jay, Jamie, James, Jim, Jimmy

Joseph - Josie, Joe

Kilian - Kili, Kil

Luciano/Lucian - Luci, Luce, Cian

Lukas - Luke, Luki

Lysander - Lys, Sander

Matthew - Mat, Matty, Mattie

Matthias - Mat, Matty, Mattie, Thias

Matteo - Mat, Matty, Mattie, Teo

Maximilian - Max, Maxi, Maxim, Millie

Michael - Mick, Mike, Mikey, Micky

Nicholas - Nick, Nicky, Nico

Oliver - Olive, Oli, Olly

Paxton - Pax

Phillip - Phil, Philly, Pip

Salvatore - Sal, Sally, Salva, Tore

Samuel - Sam, Sammy

Santiago - Santi, San, Tiago

Sebastian - Seb, Basti, Bastian

Theodore - Ted, Theo, Teddy

Victor - Vic, Tor, Vicky

Vincent - Vin, Vinnie, Vinny, Vince

Wilhelm - Willie, Willy

More names!

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✨🏴‍☠️Find The Word Tag 🏴‍☠️✨

Avast! My good pal Jamie aka @tragedycoded has tagged me in a word find. You know what that means 😏✨

Time to sail the high seas of Peter Hart 🏴‍☠️💛✨

My words: favor, account, prayer, load.

Your words: destroy, sense, withhold, underneath

Favor

As the rest of the crew holstered their swords and guns, they held the ropes and rappelled down the castle wall. Benjamin shrieked as he felt the floor under his feet disappear, dangling his legs helplessly for a moment before wrapping them around Peter’s waist. Though he didn’t favor this position, he didn’t really have a choice. After all, they were ten stories from the floor, and Benjamin was not prepared to be another bloody mess at the feet of pirates.

Account

“Aye, cap’n.” Davey nodded, helping the crew with their loot gathering as they gathered themselves and their treasures. Thanks to the Seeker’s Medallion, despite Benji’s unwillingness, not a doubloon was left unaccounted for as the island was picked clean. Vultures to a fresh kill, until no meat was left on the sun-bleached bone.

Prayer

Frantically, Benji looked back towards the crevice, shutting his eyes tightly and tilting his head up as if to say a prayer, or to curse his horrid luck. Then, finally mustering the courage, the regal took a deep breath and submerged himself in the salty waters.

Load

Reloading and recocking the flintlock, Captain Hart shot one, two, three bullets into the skulls of the rapidly-approaching creatures. Goldman grabbed his own pistol and began firing rounds into the onslaught as the mildew-scented cave began filling with black smoke billowing from the barrels.

I will gently tag the following people (no pressure if you have already done a find the word tag. Just poke me in your original post if you’ve been double-tagged ✨)

@gioiaalbanoart , @wyked-ao3 , @alinacapellabooks , @dearunreliablenarrator , @badscientist , @noblebs , @sableglass , @words-after-midnight , @davycoquette , @saturnine-saturneight , @lavender-gloom , @smellyrottentrees , @cowboybrunch , @finickyfelix , @autism-purgatory , @marlowethelibrarian , @paeliae-occasionally , @agirlandherquill , @musicismymoirail , @eccaiia , @rivenantiqnerd , @willtheweaver , @drchenquill , @honeybewrites , @kaylinalexanderbooks , @katenewmanwrites , @houseplantblank , @nczaversnick , @oliolioxenfreewrites , @theink-stainedfolk , @yourpenpaldee , @thecomfywriter , @mysticstarlightduck , @ominous-feychild , @minamaybe , @justabigoldnerd , @pippinoftheshire , +open tag! ✨

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Soda/orange/fanta/kidcore/drink/sweetvoice themed names?? Sorry if this is a weird suggestion, we've been looking for more names for me!! My current ones are in am attachment below :]]

here and here !! perhaps I'll make a soda/drink related list in the future !! also for fun heres some similars lists !!

Similar to Tommy:  ali. alice. alvin. amy. ari. ava. benji. billy. bobby. chad. charlotte. dani. demi. ella. emma. emmie. emmy. ernie. ethan. frankie. henry. hollie. isabella. jack. jaime. james. jamie. joey. justin. krystal. leo. liam. lily. louie. lucas. malik. mason. mikaela. molly. noah. oliver. ollie. perry. poppy. raleigh. reggie. rocky. ronnie. shawn. sonny. tahan. taimo. taj. tama. tamma. tammy. tana. tanya. tatum. tawny. teddi. teenie. teman. temi. terry. thameena. thanh. theo. theodore. theone. thian. thomas. tiimu. tim. timea. tina. tiyenna. toby. tom. tomai. tomo. tomoya. tomoyo. tonia. tony. tuan. tunu. tyme. william. + more

Similar to Bill:  abel. abiel. able. aidan. amelia. arthur. bahula. bail. bailey. bala. bayle. baylee. beale. beau. beil. beile. bel. bela. belah. belay. bell. bella. belle. bello. ben. benjamin. bernon. bernot. bertek. beulah. beyla. bilal. billie. billy. blu. blue. bly. boyle. brinleigh. brinley. bull. cain. caleb. cleveland. dahlia. daisy. ed. elesio. ethan. frank. georgie. glasgow. greene. greg. guss. henry. hillel. jack. jericko. killiean. kylar. lacrosse. liam. luke. marys. matthaeus. miami. miller. mills. mozes. narcisse. stella. summer. suse. will. william. wyatt. zoe. + more

Similar to Ollie:  albie. alfie. ali. alia. allie. amelia. ari. arlo. armani. augie. avi. briar. cali. charlie. charlotte. corentin. darby. dorcas. eli. elis. ella. ellie. emmett. evoni. finley. finn. freddie. harleigh. harris. henry. hollis. holly. ike. jack. joey. kali. karlie. kinsleigh. kinzley. leen. leo. leone. liam. lon. louie. malia. maraca. marlee. marleigh. marley. mcpherson. mel. milo. mollie. molly. myrtis. neera. neeva. nicolina. noah. nonya. ohela. ola. olai. olalla. ole. oleh. oliver. olivia. olya. oscar. owen. owl. oyewole. ozie. ozzie. pixie. raleigh. ruby. sahari. sunya. theo. theodore. tylda. violet. westyn. + more

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🌈 Queer Books Coming Out in July 2024 🌈

🌈 Good morning, my bookish bats, and happy July! Pride Month may be over, but remember: Read Queer ALL Year. Here are a FEW of the stunning, diverse queer books you can add to your TBR before the year is over. Happy reading!

[ Release dates may have changed. ]

❤️ Earth to Alis - Lex Carlow 🧡 Cursed Boys and Broken Hearts - Adam Sass 💛 The Sky on Fire - Jenn Lyons 💚 The Meaning of Liberty - Sage Donnell 💙 Making It - Laura Kay 💜 The Black Bird of Chernobyl - Ann McMan ❤️ A Map of My Want - Faylita Hicks 🧡 The Devil You Know - Ali Vali 💛 The White Guy Dies First: 13 Scary Stories of Fear and Power - Various 💙 The Second Son - Adrienne Tooley 💜 Cursed Under London - Gabby Hutchinson Crouch 🌈 Forbidden Girl - Kristen Zimmer

❤️ Rise - Freya Finch 🧡 Undercurrent - Patricia Evans 💛 Online Rebellion - Blue Matt Jeff 💚 Wolf Gift - T.J. Nichols 💙 Cash Delgado Is Living the Dream - Tehlor Kay Mejia 💜 Miller: Origin - Starr Z. Davies ❤️ The Shadows Beyond - T.J. Rose 🧡 The Ones Who Come Back Hungry - Amelinda Bérubé 💛 Their Viscountess - Jess Michaels 💙 Fast Holiday - Kerry Lockhart 💜 The Great Cool Ranch Dorito in the Sky - Josh Galarza 🌈 The West Passage - Jared Pechaček

❤️ The Hades Calculus - Maria Ying 🧡 Misrecognition - Madison Newbound 💛 One Last Summer - Kristin Keppler 💚 Waypoint Seven - Xan van Rooyen 💙 Hiding Him - Adam Hattan 💜 Thousand Autumns - Meng Xi Shi, Me.Mimo ❤️ The Adventure Zone, Vol. 6: The Suffering Game - Various 🧡 Rowan & Aldred - Lucie Fleury 💛 Yoke of Stars - R.B. Lemberg 💙 Casting Vows - Ariella Talix 💜 Count Felford's Vessel - S. Rodman

❤️ The Actor and His Secret - Ben Alderson, Laura R. Samotin 🧡 How To Die Famous - Benjamin Dean 💛 So Witches We Became - Jill Baguchinsky 💚 The Amazing Alpha Tau Romeo and Juliet Project - Lisa Henry, Sarah Honey 💙 The Noble’s Merman - S.S. Genesee 💜 The Loudest Silence - Sydney Langford ❤️ Life is Strange - Brittney Morris 🧡 Bury Your Gays - Chuck Tingle 💛 I Will Never Leave You - Kara A. Kennedy 💙 The Blonde Dies First - Joelle Wellington 💜 Under the Lupine Moon - A. Knightley

❤️ Benji Zeb is a Ravenous Werewolf - Deke Moulton 🧡 Charlotte Illes Is Not a Teacher - Katie Siegel 💛 The Ghostkeeper - Johanna Taylor 💚 Trespass Against Us - Leon Kemp 💙 Exes & Foes - Amanda Woody 💜 The Very Long, Very Strange Life of Isaac Dahl - Bart Yates ❤️ Unbound - J.A. Vodvarka 🧡 StreamLine - Lauren Melissa Ellzey 💛 Time and Time Again - Chatham Greenfield 💙 No Road Home - John Fram 💜 Queen B - Juno Dawson 🌈 A Darker Mischief - Derek Milman

❤️ Beautiful & Terrible Things - S.M. Stevens 🧡 Benvolio & Mercutio Turn Back Time - Elle Beaumont, Lou Wilham 💛 About Last Night - Laura Henry 💚 You Had Me at Happy Hour - Timothy Janovsky 💙 Moonbane - Jamie Jennings 💜 Between Fate & Failure - Amber D. Lewis ❤️ Blessed by the Cupid Distribution System - Robin Jo Margaret 🧡 Between Dragons and Their Wrath - Devin Madson 💛 Twisted Magic - Barbara J. Webb 💙 Rare Birds - L.B. Hazelthorn 💜 At the End of the River Styx - Michelle Kulwicki 🌈 Origin Story - Jendi Reiter

❤️ Eras of Us - Shannon O'Connor 🧡 Corpses, Fools and Monsters: The History and Future of Transness in Cinema - Willow Maclay, Caden Gardner 💛 A Wolf in Stone - Jane Fletcher 💚 Toward Eternity - Anton Hur 💙 Portrait of a Shadow - Meriam Metoui 💜 Anyone's Ghost - August Thompson ❤️ Home Ice Advantage - Ari Baran 🧡 Unbelievable You - Chelsea M. Cameron 💛 Incorrect Eyes - Andromeda Ruins

[mollyhale]

10 Characters, 10 Fandoms

tagged by @mickeysjones thank you for tagging me ily !! 🩵

Blue/Green/Gary Oak - Pokémon

Batgirl/Barbara Gordon - DC

Maya Hart-Hunter - Girl Meets World

Revali - The Legend of Zelda (Breath of the Wild)

Numbuh 5 - Codename: Kids Next Door

Benji Ovich - Beartown

Spider-Man/Peter Parker - Marvel

Jamie Tartt - Ted Lasso

Shiv Roy - Succession

Terra Markov - Teen Titans (but specifically the 2003 show i know i already said DC but i dont care)

tagging:

@borntobewondering @flippinfins @seancamerons @21-roses-a-day @bl33ditout @loveution @jopzer @mugiwara-lucy

and ofc no pressure to do this !!

[engie-ivy]

“I mean, our friendship was so great,” Remus continues. “But then we had to cross that line and everything turned sour.”

James nods. “I have to be honest, you were awful as a couple, and you’re possibly even worse broken up.”

Sirius crosses his arms over his chest. “Well, we can’t go back in time.”

“No, you can’t,” James agrees. “So you’ve got to move forward somehow.”

Now that Remus and Sirius’ relationship has crashed and burnt, they have to somehow find a way to co-exist, if only for the sake their friends.

(Spoiler: Break-Up and Make-Up, with a Happy Ending! Actually happy, I promise!)

Somewhere Along the Way

The doorbell rings.

James puts down his mug with well-deserved coffee, and gets up to open the door.

Sirius immediately walks past him into the apartment, like he always does. Inside, he turns around to face James. “I’m sorry for ruining your party,” he blurts out, not meeting James’ eyes.

James doesn’t really know what to say. He can’t deny it, Sirius did ruin his party. But Sirius looks so sad, so lost, standing there in his kitchen, that James can’t really do anything other than wrap his brother into a hug.

“I know you didn’t mean to.”

“I shouldn’t have gotten angry,” Sirius says, once James has sat him down at the kitchen table with his own mug of coffee. “I just felt so hurt, and then he started crying, and I immediately felt sorry for him, and I hated that. I’m entitled to feel hurt! Can’t he just let me have that that? Without making me feel guilty? It frustrated me, and I took it out on him.”

“Entitled to feel hurt?” James asks.

“He broke up with me!”

Technically true, but quite an oversimplification. James has heard what happened that night from both sides.

An argument, Sirius storming off and staying out all night, Remus ignoring him the next morning, Sirius pushing and pushing, and eventually, Remus snapping and saying those final words: I can’t do this anymore

There was no going back from there, and the sad thing is, that was probably for the best.

James shakes his head. “Regardless, you know he only started crying because he saw you being so upset.”

Sirius sighs. “I suppose I shouldn’t have reacted like that in the first place. I just can’t help letting it get to me, you know? Seeing him flirt with Benjy.”

“Mate, they were just talking, and you know how Benjy is. He’s flirtatious by default.” Come to think of it, if there’s anyone James would like an apology from, it’s Benjy bloody Fenwick. What was he thinking, flirting with Remus while Sirius was right there, while things between them are still so precarious?

The doorbell rings again.

James leaves Sirius to stare dejectedly into his coffee as he goes to open the door.

“Hi Jamie,” Remus smiles carrying a box of James’ favourite muffins. “I came to apologize for what happened yesterday.”

“James, what’s-” Sirius appears behind him. “Oh.”

“Oh.”

After being frozen in place for a moment, Remus turns to walk away. “I’m sorry, I’ll come back another time, I-”

James grabs his arm. “No, you stay! Both of you came to apologize to me, right? Well, you can make it up to me by sitting down and talking about this!”

That’s how James has both Sirius and Remus sitting at his kitchen table, both looking extremely uncomfortable, both pointedly not looking at each other.

“I know we can’t just fix this,” James begins. “But we need to come to some sort of resolution! Every dinner, party, or gathering of some sort we’ve had lately has ended with the two of you yelling at each other, or crying, or, most of the time, both. Did you know that Frank and Alice want to cancel their engagement party, just because you two can’t be in the same room together anymore, and no one wants to choose between you?”

They both look very much embarrassed. Sirius’ cheeks are red and Remus is fiddling with his sleeve.

“We never should’ve dated!” Remus suddenly blurts out.

“Of course you’d think I was nothing but a mistake,” Sirius spits, still not looking at Remus.

“Sirius,” James says patiently. “We need to talk open and honest about this. You’re allowed to feel every emotion you’re feeling, but no snapping at each other. Give each other space to speak.”

Sirius’ face flushes even more as he gives a small nod.

“I mean, our friendship was so great,” Remus continues. “But then we had to cross that line and everything turned sour.”

James nods. “I have to be honest, you were awful as a couple, and you’re possibly even worse broken up.”

Sirius crosses his arms over his chest. “Well, we can’t go back in time.”

“No, you can’t,” James agrees. “So you’ve got to move forward somehow. Fact is, you did become a couple, so maybe it’s good to remember why you decided to start dating?”

“I loved him,” Remus simply replies.

James looks over at Sirius. “Yeah,” Sirius’ voice sounds hoarse and he scrapes his throat. “I loved him.”

James chuckles softly. “As the person who had to witness you two pining after each other, I can attest to that. You did love each other.” He shakes his head. “You loved each other like crazy. So why wasn’t it enough?”

“I just wasn’t what Remus was looking for,” Sirius says.

At the same time, Remus says “I couldn’t give Sirius what he needed.”

They both whip their heads around and stare at each other. It’s the first time they’ve looked at each other since getting here, so James considers it progress.

“Sirius, you first.”

“I mean, Remus is like... You know what Remus is like! He’s unlike anyone I know. He knows the works of ancient philosophers, reads classical literature, watches Art House Films, and his favourite Saturday night activity is sitting at home on the couch reading poetry. I’m not like that! I can’t tell the difference between the works from Plato and Aristotle, I can’t recite the works of Thomas Wyatt, I don’t see a deeper meaning in some film in a language I don’t speak.”

“I never asked you to!” Remus exclaims. “I never expected you to!” He turns to James. “I didn’t!”

“But every time I offered watch one of those movies together, asked you to read to me out of one of your poetry books, wanted to stay in with you to read books curled up on the couch together, you told me not to bother,” Sirius argues, and James can hear in his voice how deep that still runs.

“Because that’s not you!” Remus exclaims. “You’re not the ‘stay at home and read a book’-type of person. You’re a ‘light of the party’-type of person. You like to go out and do new things, you love parties and dancing all night, you enjoy meeting new people and talking to strangers, things that horrify me! But that doesn’t mean I want to stop you from doing those things!”

“You also never offered to do those things with me!”

“What part of ‘horrify’ don’t you get? Would you really want me to do something that is so far out of my comfort zone?”

“I wanted you to at least offer!” Sirius says. “I wanted to know you at least wanted to spend time with me, and that I wasn’t too needy, that I wasn’t a bother, that I wasn’t... that I wasn’t...”

“Too much,” James finishes. Because that’s just it, isn’t it? Sirius’ deep-rooted fear of always being just too much. It’s what his parents used to say when they wanted him to be modest and obedient at family events; Why can’t you just sit and be quiet? Why do you always have to be too much? It’s what Regulus said when Sirius threw him a high school graduation party, but accidentally ended up being the centre of attention himself; Stop it, Sirius! I’m done with you! You’re just too much! It’s what the coordinator said when Sirius was interviewed for a PhD position and got rejected; Academics is a hierarchical system. You have to know your place, or professors might take offense. I’m sorry, but you’re just too much for this environment.

Sirius averts his eyes, not liking feeling this vulnerable. “I offered all the time, you never did,” he says softly.

“I didn’t want you to offer!” Remus is looking at Sirius with big, pleading eyes. There’s definitely a lot sympathy in those eyes, but also a sort of desperation, like he wants to convey his side, but is struggling to get through to Sirius. “I already felt bad that I couldn’t be the fun, outgoing boyfriend you deserve, someone who’s spontaneous and adventurous, who takes you to parties, who goes dancing with you all night, someone who’s not so rigid, so easily overwhelmed, so socially awkward. And then to think that you would also be missing out on all those things, because of me...” Remus shakes his head. “I couldn’t bear that idea. I didn’t want you to make sacrifices and then end up resenting me for it.”

“It wouldn’t have been a sacrifice, Remus, not for me,” Sirius says. “I know you don’t like crowds, and I understand that going to parties with me would’ve been horrible to you, but staying in, being together, spending the evening with just the two of us, that wasn’t horrible to me! Quite the opposite.”

Remus looks at him for a moment. “I always felt like I was holding you back, Sirius,” he eventually says, his voice thick with emotion. “When you wanted to skip parties to stay with me, I couldn’t stop this voice in my head telling me that surely, you didn’t really want to be there, you would rather be somewhere else, that this couldn’t possibly ever be enough, that I couldn’t possibly ever be-”

“Enough,” James finishes. And he lets out a wry laugh, because there’s something cynical about it, isn’t it? Their opposite characters triggering their fears of either being too much, or not enough. “At least what you agree upon is that you were both struggling with your different personalities.”

Remus sighs. “Maybe we should’ve known it was never going to work.”

“I don’t know,” James says. “I mean, did you ever truly mind that Sirius was so outgoing?”

“No,” Remus replies instantly. “I’ve always admired that in him.”

James turns to Sirius. “And did you mind Remus being more on the background?”

Sirius shakes his head. “I’ve always liked him just the way he is.”

“You see?” James says. “Neither of you minded the other having an opposite personality type, but you were both afraid that the other would mind you being so opposite.”

“I felt rejected when you didn’t want me to stay,” Sirius says. “I channelled that hurt into anger, anger has always been so much easier to express, and I took it out on you.”

“Every time you left while being angry, I was convinced you would find someone else that night,” Remus admits. “Someone easier to be with, someone less complicated and more fun, someone actually exciting. I would feel worried, anxious, and eventually, angry, and even though you always came back to me the next day, I would still take it out on you.”

“And that’s how you ended up arguing, fighting, and hurting each other again and again,” James concludes.

“How we ended up being such a dysfunctional couple,” Sirius says.

“You were very much in love, but unfortunately, you were also very much triggering each other’s deepest insecurities.”

“And so we failed to make it work.” Sirius sighs. “Regardless of how much we loved each other.”

“Or because of how much you loved each other,” James suggests. “After all, the more you love, the more you care, the more scared you get of somehow ruining it all, and the more important all those insecurities tend to become.”

Suddenly, Remus lets out a chocked sound. “I’m s-sorry,” he says, trying to control his breathing. “I’m sorry I’m such a m- mess. I’m sorry loving you wasn’t enough. Because I did- I did love you, Sirius. I really, really did.”

Sirius places a hand on Remus’ arm, and when he speaks, it’s in a shaky voice. “It’s not your fault, Remus. We were both so caught up in our own issues, that somewhere along the way, we forgot to communicate.”

Remus just stares at the hand on his arm.

James feels emotional as well, and maybe his voice is not entirely steady either as he speaks. “I think what we can take away from this is that you have always wanted the best for each other. It was about differences in lifestyle, insecurities and miscommunications, never about not caring for one another. Even if being a couple didn’t work out, there’s no reason for you to not be able to be in the same room together.”

“I do care about you, Sirius,” Remus says softly, looking down at the table. “Always have, always will.”

“Me too.” Sirius says, still touching Remus’ arm. “I’ve only ever wanted the best for you.”

“This is progress,” James says, and okay, yes, his voice sounds a little hoarse. “You can build from here.”

And they do build from there. During the weeks after, things seem to have significantly calmed down between Remus and Sirius. So much so, that James manages to convince Lily to host a dinner. She does insist on using cardboard plates, however, just in case they will be flying against the wall (though Sirius did compensate her for that).

And it goes reasonably well. Granted, it’s quite awkward between Remus and Sirius, but they act cordial towards one another, and there’s no confrontation, which is massive improvement. It gives Mary the courage to throw a big birthday party, and while Remus and Sirius mostly ignore each other and keep some distance between them there, when they do run into each other, they force a tight smile. At Frank and Alice’s engagement party, they even manage to make polite conversation, and luckily, that party also goes off without a hitch.

It looks like Remus and Sirius have managed to find some sort of closure.

Everyone of the friend group applauds James for managing to create peace between the bitter ex-lovers. And James is glad. He really is. They can hang out all together again without it ending in disaster, and that in itself is wonderful.

Yet, James can’t help but feel a sense of regret. He already knew, but their conversation has confirmed it: Remus and Sirius loved each other so intensely. If only they had been able to talk to each other, weren’t held back by their insecurities, maybe they could’ve...

It’s useless speculation, of course, but there’s just something sad about the fact that the most they can get out of it now is closure.

Today, however, James tries not to think about that. It’s another step forwards, after all. Remus, Sirius and he are having a boys’ night with just the three of them. And it’s definitely been a while. Before Remus and Sirius got together, they used to hang out with the three of them all the time, and also when they were a couple, but they stopped when things turned sour. James is not so much of a masochist that he wanted to put himself in that crossfire. But now, Remus suggested the three of them go grab a bite in their favourite pub, like old times. James is still a bit apprehensive, but mostly excited.

As he walks over to their booth, he can see Remus and Sirius already sitting there. To his surprise on the same side, next to each other. Very close next to each other, in fact. Remus is actually leaning against Sirius, and Sirius appears to have an arm around Remus’ waist. James feels dread in his stomach as he approaches, which only increases as Sirius leans down to whispers something in Remus’ ear. Remus chuckles and turns to Sirius, giving him a chaste kiss on the mouth.

James freezes in place, right as he has reached the booth.

“James!” Remus sits up with a smile.

“Wotcher, mate, “ Sirius grins.

James looks from one to the other. “What’s going on?”

Everyone in the group has been praising James, but if they find out that thanks to James, the whole mess will just start all over again, they’ll kill him.

Remus and Sirius exchange a look, before looking back at James.

“We’re back together,” Remus announced proudly.

“We wanted you to be the first to know,” Sirius adds. “Since we owe it all to you.”

James groans. Yeah, he’s going to get killed. Marlene will make sure his death is slow and painful. His best hope is that Lily will have strangled him before Marlene can get her hands on him.

As James sits down across from Remus and Sirius, he eyes them warily. “Do you really think this is a good idea? You’re only just started to act normal, well, relatively normal, around each other again.”

“Well, actually-”

“There’s a huge difference between not fighting at a party and restarting your bloody relationship!”

“Jamie...”

“I feel like I’m still picking up the pieces from last time. I don’t know how much more I’m going to be able to take.”

“James, we’ve already been together for two months!”

“And not to mention, you’re- Wait, what?”

“It’s been two months already!” Sirius beams. “We actually got back together right after our talk. We’ve been keeping it secret, so we’ve been keeping our distance from one another at social gatherings, which made us sometimes feel very awkward, figuring out how to act around one each other! But we didn’t want to tell anyone yet, because we know the most common reaction would’ve been ‘Oh god, no, please not this again!’”

James opens his mouth to say something, but Sirius holds up his hand. “Which is a completely fair and justified reaction! Just not something we wanted to deal with just yet.”

“To be honest,” Remus adds. “We weren’t sure whether we would be able to make it work this time ourselves, so we wanted to keep it just between us for a bit.”

“Two months?” James says, trying to wrap his head around it. “Two months, and judged by the fact that you’re telling me now, it’s...”

“Good ! Really good,” Sirius says. “We’re in a better place than ever before.”

“And we really felt like you deserved to know most of all,” Remus says. “Considering how you made it possible for us to have another chance.”

James isn’t convinced yet. “Two months, and there hasn’t been any...”

“Yelling or shouting?”

“Cursing each other’s name?”

“Storming off in anger?”

“Slamming doors?”

“Throwing plates at each other’s head?”

“Calling you up in the middle of the night crying?”

“No,” Sirius says with a proud smile. “There’s been none of that!”

“Of course we still have our difficulties and insecurities,” Remus admits. “But thanks to you, we now understand where the other is coming from, which makes it easier to explain ourselves, and we can just talk about it.”

Sirius smiles down at Remus, his gaze filled with fondness. “I’ve learned that I tend to talk like I’m making compromises for Remus, even when I want something myself just as much, and that I should stop taking everything so personal all the time. Remus sometimes needs his space, and it’s not a rejection of me as a person when he doesn’t want me around for a moment.”

Remus beams up at Sirius. “And I’ve learned that Sirius is a proper adult who can make his own decisions, and when he decides he wants to spend time with me, I should trust he’s making that decision because it’s what he wants to do, instead of reading a million other things into it.”

James gives them both a firm stare. “I’m glad that you’ve learned, but I refuse to go through that whole mess again, so if you’re really going to do this, you better make sure it’s forever!”

“Forever, huh?” Sirius smiles at Remus. “What do you say, Rem?”

Remus smiles back brightly. “Forever it is.”

James looks from Sirius to Remus, from Remus to Sirius, who are looking at each other like there’ll never be anyone else for either of them.

Maybe he’s a naive fool, maybe a hopeless romantic, but hell, he believes it.

[atlasdoe]

Amelia Bones Headcannons

Pureblood

Lesbian

Her Patronus was a Dove

Her boggart was being disowned

Younger sister to Jamie Bones

Twin sister (older by 7 minutes) to Edgar Bones

The Bones family was a very traditional and well-respected family to be in

Despite this, Amelia’s grandfather on her dad's side was an alcoholic and was a terrible and neglectful father. Because of this, Amelia’s father was determined to be the exact opposite of his dad and was very strict and wanted great things from his own children. Amelia and her brothers got the same treatment from their mother who wanted to prove her own mother wrong when she disapproved of their relationship. Both of Amelia’s parents were set on having well-respected and successful children as if having anything else would mean that they failed. As you can imagine this put a lot of fucking pressure on each of the silings

Amelia got on well with her family anyway. She grew up being taught that family meant everything and she loved her brothers more than anyone. She knew why her parents were the way they were and had a lot of sympathy for them

She grew up in a wizarding town in Ireland, in the same town The Mckinnons lived. Amelia (who always wanted a sister) grew close with the McKinnon sisters, her favourite being Olivia

Amelia was a skilled figure skater. She started lessons when she was four and continued the sport until her death

When Amelia joined Hogwarts with Edgar they were both sorted into Hufflepuff where they met Gideon and Fabian Prewett

Amelia, Edgar, Gideon and Fabian all became really close friends

Her other friends were Benjy Fenwick, Caradoc Dearborn and Pandora Lovegood

She and Benjy dated for a week while they were in their second year

Amelia realised she was a lesbian in her fourth year when she discovered her crush on Pandora

Over time her crush didn't go away and by their seventh year Amelia was head over heels in love but refused to say anything because she didn't want it to be true

Amelia knew that if she told her parents that she was gay they would disown her because of how homophobic they were

She came out to Edgar in their seventh year

THE MOST MIRRORBALL TO EVER MIRRORBALL

She became a prefect and Head Girl while at Hogwarts

After graduating from Hogwarts Amelia started an internship at the Ministry of Magic as she had plans to become Minister of Magic one day

Amelia had no interest in joining the Order and wished that Edgar, Fabian and Gideon didn't but understood why they did

During this time Amelia’s parents were trying to get her to marry Gaspard Shingleton, someone who Amelia had gone to school with and who she knew had a crush on her. Amelia, however was a lesbian and still in love with Pandora so she rejected him at every turn

Because of her connection to the Order, she would try to help out as much as she could but refused to do anything that could get her into trouble

Edgar was killed in early October 1981 and Amelia lost half of her soul with him

After Emmeline is told she goes to the Bones house to check on Amelia. When she gets there Amelia (who is very upset and angry) lashed out on her and told Emmeline that it's her fault that Edgar died because if she didn't break up with him then Edgar would've never slept with Elizabeth and he wouldn't have died

(Really Amelia knows that it's unfair to blame Emmeline when she's grieving just as much but she just lost her twin brother so cut her some slack)

During Edgars funeral Amelia came out to Jamie

When the war ended Amelia continued working at the Ministry

In 1984 she was the maid of honour for Pandora and Xenophilius Malfoy’s wedding

While there she also apologised to Emmeline