#especially starman

[wikitpowers]

whenever i get sad i think about the fact that magnus sings songs to max and rafe to help them sleep and his favs are starman by bowie and bicycle by queen and let's just say instantly cured <3

[that-unspeaking-sky-kid]

i love your characters in all honesty, they're just so skrunkly /pos

Steven!

[frozenhi-chews]

I know for a fact Starlo would've loved that poem of the two-headed calf. Probably would end up sobbing about it too

[kimasousparky]

i am a mario fan of the 00s. i grew up with these plumbers since i was a little kid and consumed many types of media across the years. every time i hear "Power Star" in mario context, i either think of super mario 64 (or any mario game with them as collectables) or the sprite animation series by d-sun

[pyjamaart]

megaman 5 brainrot (featuring acidman)

[ufonaut]

Shut up and go home, Mike -- you bother me -- I’ve got to figure out what this clue means.

Ted Knight in Adventure Comics (1938) #78

(Alfred Bester, Jack Burnley)

[bandzboy]

watching hongjoong on lee mujin's service and it's like... i've heard him sing before but this is a totally different side of his voice that i've never seen i'm truly so amazed at how talented he is

[estrellami-1]

First Cuts

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

“Okay,” Robin says, walking into the living room with her hands on her hips. “What the fuck was that cryptic message about?”

Steve sends a tired, judgmental look Eddie’s way. “What did you say?”

Eddie grins happily. “That she needed to come over.”

“Yes, and then refused to give me any more details, you asshole,” Robin hisses, poking his chest as she walks past to sit next to Steve on the couch. “What’s going on, babes?”

Steve takes a breath, glances at Eddie—who nods encouragingly—then looks back to Robin. “So… I impulsively did something a little bit ago that I didn’t think would pan out.”

Robin raises a brow. “It’s panning out?”

He bites his lip. “It is. And I’m… I’m really excited, Robs, in a way I didn’t think I would be, especially about something like this.”

“Okay. Well know first of all that anything that has you this excited already has me excited too and I support you one hundred percent.”

Steve giggles. “Thanks, Robbie.”

“So what’s the something like this you mentioned?”

Steve bites his lip again, wiggles on the couch. “School.”

Robin’s brows hit her hairline. “You applied?”

“I did.”

“And got accepted?”

“I did!”

“Holy shit, Steve!” Robin yells, jumping off the couch, grabbing his hands and jumping around. “I’m so freaking proud of you! I knew you could!”

Steve giggles again and pulls her into a hug. “Thanks, Robbie. But it’s more, uh, about the kind of school I got into.”

Robin blinks and frowns. “Okay.”

“It’s…” he looks down. “I’m, uh. Kinda embarrassed to say it, actually?”

“Oh, Stevie,” Robin murmurs, climbing into his lap to pull him into a hug. “You never have to be embarrassed with me, okay?” She says, before pulling back to place his face between her palms. “We literally saw each other at our lowest. We have no embarrassing parts anymore. Okay?”

“Got it,” Steve says, slightly muffled from her hands still clutching his cheeks. She lets go, and he smiles. “I applied to a cosmetology school. I wanna do hair.”

Robin’s silent for a few moments before, “Holy shit, Stevie!” She jumps up from the couch. “Can you practice on me? Please?” She gasps, “are you gonna learn how to do colors?”

“Uh,” Steve laughs, “Yeah, probably.”

She dances around his living room, uncaring of how ridiculous she looks. “This is gonna be so good for you! You’re gonna do so good! I mean you already know everything, and you’re such a natural, and you like it, and I’m so excited for you!”

Steve giggles again, grabbing her hand as she’s passing by to pull her into a quick, tight hug. “Thanks, Robbie.”

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[wallylinda]

@kirbydots can i have your hand in marriage

the jsa are so criminally underused. i want an entire series dedicated to how inescapable the past is STAT.

[ahqkas]

♯ REMUS LUPIN masterlist !

❛ 🐺 ━ personal favorite

❛ 📰 ━ fluff

❛ 🪦 ━ angst

❛ 🎧 ━ suggestive

! ONE SHOTS ౨ৎ

i. starman — during a snowy holiday at the potter residence, remus finds himself caught between the matchmaking ideas of his two best friends and his growing feelings for you ( 🐺 📰 )

ii. puppy princess — every gift of yours is something remus tends to cherish, especially your love for creating from nothing ( 📰 )

! BLURBS ౨ৎ

i. remus with a lover who faints a lot

ii. photographer ! remus lupin hc

[aviradasa]

The sight of two stars

Aaravos x Startouched elf! Reader

(art from Pinterest if you know the original artist let me know so I can give proper credit!!)

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

{Fluff}

warning: none

I had this idea for a while about Aaravos with a reader who likes to find constellations on his skin and I started this oneshot expecting it to take a completely different path but I love how it turned out and I'm low key proud with the idea. The execution is not my best work but we have fun here!😂. Anywho, I hope y'all enjoy! I hope this will be able to hold you over for a few more days as I have 3 more one shots/images in the making that should come out shortly! Anyway, it's almost 3 am and I have to drive for 5 hours back home tomorrow 😭.

(ps:I had to make up a constellation for this that sounded more magical so I did! But all the other constellations are either from the show or a real constellation!)

Don't forget you can leave a request! I will link my master list here make sure you read before requesting! Love you all my little goblins 🖤

I have always loved the night sky And everything that belongs to it. I've especially always been drawn to constellations. The way the stars are set just perfectly to make a work of art when in reality they are so far from one another that they are not aware that their portrait is beautiful in a way.

It's been so long since I was able to gaze upon them. Being imprisoned for centuries with no windows or fresh air is a burden in itself, But losing my Night sky, it almost felt like I had lost myself. Well, I didn't lose all of myself. My lovely husband keeps me Sane (When he's not driving me Insane).

He's the reason I’m here in the first place. What is it with dragons anyway, It was just a couple of war crimes and whatnot, And I wasn't even involved. With the crimes that is. yes, I may have given my lovely starman some ideas every once in a while, But I never got my hands dirty. I was just a performer, Singing and dancing in town squares, Taverns, inns you name it. But alas here we are. Here I am. Stuck in this hell, with no sky, just that Damned mirror. I hate that mirror, Well I hate being in range of that mirror. To know someone could be watching me from the other side unnerves me and I avoid it at all cost.

I hear the door open to the room I have placed myself in, another room in this prison. It's a little library with books on all sorts of things. it's my favorite spot in this wretched place. My little slice of heaven.

I glance up from my book watching Aaravos enter the room with that cloak on, I can’t help but love the way he looks in it, and with the way I look at him, I’m worse than any man.

“My love, Why do you gaze at me in such a way? I can feel your eyes from here” He teases, taking his cloak off and hanging in on a small hook by the tall doors before looking over at me with that Smirk he gives. I love this elf but by the Divines why must he do this?

I shake my head with a chuckle, placing my bookmark in the spot I left off before closing my book. Setting it down gently on the table beside the little sofa I've curled up on. “ Am I not allowed to admire you?.’ I jokingly ask with a small grin as I allow him to take a seat beside me.“So how was your dramatic entrance? Did that Dark mage see you this time like you wanted?” I ask turning to face him resting my arm on the back of the sofa and using my hand to prop up my head.

“Everything went according to plan. His candle went out. I went in, confused him, and left. Just as Intended.” He tells me with a cocky smile.

“Now everything should fall into place, he’s a curious desperate, power-hungry human. That is just the combination we are looking for if we wish to get out of here.” I say with some excitement,

“but my love do not get cocky yet because if one little piece is lost, broken, or forgotten, we will be stuck here. And If we are stuck in here for another century I will skin you alive.” I warn with a stern expression before I chuckle a bit.

He laughs a bit “ No you wouldn’t, 'cause then you would be all alone in this place and we both know you couldn't take that.” He says pulling me closer to his side.

“What are you talking about? Some peace and quiet would be lovely. Maybe then I could finish my book.” I joke as I adjust to get a bit more comfortable. “Ah yes, what book are you reading currently again? It was something to do with the differences between human interpretations of constellations and Elven interpretations correct?” he asks genuinely curious about my interest,

He remembers my love of the night like no other, for he loved it as well. but now it's hard to remember what it's like. Of course, there are illustrations in the books but those illustrations can only capture so much, yes some books do better than others but the true beauty of the night sky can only truly be appreciated in person. Well, maybe something can come close.

“Yes that's right, and honestly humans need to get a bit more creative. I mean they Named Garlath the Annihilator the Big Spoon… Because they thought it looked like a spoon." I say with sarcasm as I roll my eyes. “ and also they call Leolas' last wish the South Star. Talk about imagination.'' I speak with disappointment. Aaravos just simply chuckles “Those names the humans gave them came to be long before this generation, they are simple and easy for their minds to comprehend but I do agree they were quite lazy.” he says in agreement.

I think he gives them too much credit. but what can I say I lost patience with humans during my time performing. Aaravos on the other hand has plenty, but then again he was more respected by them due to the whole giving them magic ordeal which I understand but still, humans are like an annoying younger sibling. you love them and would do what you could to protect them from others, but you would definitely rip their vocal cord out and strangle them with it as soon as they call you ugly.

I sigh “Perhaps I'm a bit harsh on them sometimes, but I can't help it. I feel like I'm losing my mind here, I'm not even sure how much time has passed anymore.” I explain as I absentmindedly trace little patterns on his freckled arm that rests around my waist, as I'm doing this a particularly bright star freckle brings my mind back into focus and I notice something. “Wait a moment…” I say suddenly as Aaravos gives me a confused look “What is it?” he asks simply before I place my thumb over the spot on his arm to not lose it reaching over I grab my book and open it to a certain page leaving him to his confusion as i scan the books page.

“Aha! I thought that looked familiar, darling." I say lifting my thumb off the spot on his arm and placing the book's page next to it. The page has an illustration of a constellation on it, and it just so happens that the little star freckles on his arm connect to make the same one. “Hm well isn't that interesting? I had not noticed that none yet ” he says, grabbing the book from my hand to examine it.

“ Well it says that it's called the eye of Izora, it has 8 stars on top making the upper eyelid, and 5 stars that make up the bottom. The iris is made up of 4 stars in between with the pupil being a completely different constellation (Leola’s last wish). The eye has 7 stars above it making it appear as though the eye has three separate eyelashes with another 7 on the bottom doing the same. In the human kingdoms, it's not known” he reads with a hint of interest. He looks between the book and the spot on his wrist where I found the constellation.

“ isn't that interesting? Oh, I just love finding new ones they are harder to find on you than they are on me for some reason.." I tell you with a grin, snatching the book back. I search through the pages as I scan the rest of his arm looking for more connections. this is one of my favorite things to do, I've found plenty of constellations on myself but with Aaravos they are harder to find because he has a lot more stars on him then I do and they make it harder to connect them,

Minutes pass before I find another new one… It was right in front of us but my eyes couldn't make it out right away. “I see one right there but I can't make out what that one is, It's definitely something though. Can you tell what it is?” I ask Aaravos looks at it for a moment, tilting his head to the side a bit trying to get another angle to look at it but failing.

he seems to think for a moment before he grabs a quill out of the inkpot that sits on the end table next to the sofa, he places the tip of the quill on his skin tracing in between the stars on his arm. As I look through the book I hear him hum “It looks like a scorpion look it up in the book I think we finally found it.” he says, showing me the connected lines.

“I think you're right.” I say glancing at his armbefore turning to the next page and seeing the scorpion-like constellation, it matches the one on his arm and I grin “We found it, I knew it was around here somewhere, we all have our star sign on us, yours just was hiding all these years.” I laugh and he does too “I found it once before I believe but I lost it and didn't find it again until now.” he says holding it up

“ well maybe once we get out of here you should get it tattooed so you don't lose where it is again.” I joke And Aaravos laughs a bit “My love you know I would never do that, it's not my style, besides I am already vastly decorated anyways.’ he says in a kind of sassy tone. As we both laugh some more

As the day? Night? Carried on We both continued our search for more constellations on his skin. It wasn't long before we had mapped out at least a dozen from his wrist to his shoulder connecting the stars with thin lines of writing ink that was smudging in some places but neither of us cared because this was one of the few moments where neither of us are frantically searching or planning. It was just us, then again it's always just us, but moments like this bring us back to reality when we didn't even realize we were drifting away from ourselves, and each other. I know we are gonna make it out of this prison one day, and once we do I know it's going to be just the two of us against all of Xadia. But that's ok I know we will be able to take care of it. And at least I'll have my night sky back.

[veenus777]

◜Dadbur Headcanons◞

┊ ᝰ﹕Fluff, SFW, mention of divorce

┊ ᝰ﹕Part Two of Dadbur, send me suggestions and asks for the next ones <3

♧ ok, imagine a mini wilbur with curly hair and a snub nose, well that's your son.

♤ At first Will would be absolutely terrified, he didn't have the best parents in the world so he was afraid of being the same for his son.

♧ This man tries so hard! he didn't want to fall into that stereotype where only mothers really take care of their children, so he'll be there to change their diapers and give them bottles, waking up in the middle of the night to get them back to sleep. He knows how stressful and tiring this is for you, so he does everything in his power to make it easier.

♤ Lullabies but not children's ones, he would play Bowie like Starman and Space Oddity, Beutiful boy would definitely be in the repertoire and he would change the gender if it was a girl.

♧ He would spoil his son a lot, with clothes and toys, and he often buys things that are definitely not for his son's age but always ends up saying "he will use them in the future".

♤ He wouldn't post photos of his child, just one or two that don't show his face, he doesn't like this type of exposure on the Internet, especially with his son.

♧ When the child grew up and had some kind of interest in appearing, he would agree, but nothing excessive, just a few appearances on streams or things like that.

♤ As soon as he reaches a certain age, Will would like him to be at his shows even if it's with ear protection headphones.

♧ If he won a prize he would promptly dedicate it to you and your son.

♤ Possibly the baby would appear in some Lovejoy music videos (when he was old enough).

♧ Would you create a family day that happens every week, where you both take time off from work just to spend time with your child outdoors having picnics, trips to the beach, going to amusement parks and things like that.

♤ You would also have a game night, with a good pizza and board games or video games, sometimes you also invite your friends to participate.

♧ Another family tradition is to always have dinner together and talk about your day and plans for the next one, you also like to cook dinner together it's always a lot of fun.

♤ You also always travel on vacation to different countries, you want your child to get to know different cultures and experiences.

♧ Trips to Disney with Uncle Tommy are definitely your child's favorite.

♤ Once a week Phil and Krist babysit for a romantic parental date.

♧ Will would definitely cry on the first day of school, I see this man coming home and checking his watch every 5 minutes to see what time he will have his son back.

♤ As a first-time father he would also despair at any slightest sign that his child is falling ill.

♧ I can easily see Will, Tommy and Charlie dressed up like princesses and made up for tea time, and they would absolutely love that.

♤ He goes to put the baby to sleep and ends up sleeping in his place>>>>

♧ I think during pregnancy with his first child he would be extremely nervous but after that he would definitely want more children.

♤ I think he would like two or three, nothing too big but not small.

♧ He would be in favor of positive and non-aggressive parenting with his children, he would also be a great supporter of all of his children's choices.

♤ He would also be in favor of teaching his children to be independent with things like handling money, knowing how to cook, having responsibilities and things like that.

♧ When he was on tour with Lovejoy I feel like they would have two options, the first is that if your children are young and not studying yet he would try to convince you to go along with him, but if the children are not so young anymore he you would just feel really bad about leaving them and wonder if you are being a bad father.

♤ In the second option he would make a point of calling all the time, at least two calls a day, he would also buy gifts and things from every country or city he visited, collectibles like postcards or key chains.

♧ He would have lots of photos of his children, some funny ones with just them sleeping, and his lock screen would be a photo of his loved one next to his children.

♤ Even if you separated he would be a good father, he would try to solve all your problems so that it doesn't affect the children and they have a good co-parenting.

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[elderwisp]

OC QUESTIONNAIRE ft Rowan Barrera

tagged by @vicciouxs and @living-undead thank you so much!

00 ★ PINBOARD AND PLAYLIST

Not apart of the tag but i wanted to share his playlist and pinboard as well!

01 ★ NAME

Rowan Barrera

02 ★ NICKNAMES

Atlas likes to call him Spaceman or Starman

03 ★ GENDER

Male (he/him)

04 ★ STAR SIGN

Scorpio ♏︎

05 ★ HEIGHT

6'2" (188cm)

06 ★ NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY

Mexicano ESOOOO!

07 ★ FAVORITE FRUIT

Watermelon and peaches

08 ★ FAVORITE SEASON

He adores fall as it is close to his birthday and the chill in the weather is nice

09 ★ FAVORITE FLOWER

Atropa belladonna... also known as nightshade

10 ★ FAVORITE SCENT

Loves the smell of classy perfumes/colognes, the smell that comes after it rains, and the smell of smoke from a bonfire

11 ★ COFFEE, TEA OR HOT CHOCOLATE?

None, he prefers energy drinks especially if they're blended

12 ★ AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP

Five, enough to not miss out on what's happening but also plenty so he doesn't crash

13 ★ DOGS OR CATS?

Dogs! He likes Cane Corsos or Dobermans!

14 ★ DREAM TRIP

Anything with a beach, his parents usually plan a lot of vacations so the term dream trip is typically reality for him

15 ★ NUMBER OF BLANKETS

A nice fluffy duvet! although it eventually makes it's way to the floor

16 ★ RANDOM FACT

Rowan used to be in a lot of sports such as soccer. Really competitive guy so he would always make sure the team would win a majority of matches or be suuuuuper bummed out over losing. However once going into high school he dropped that hobby as his interests grew elsewhere.

★ TAGS: @lynzishell @hannahssimblr @youredreamingofroo @gvaudoiin-tricou @sirianasims

@earthmoonz @acidheaddd @dejasenti99 @daniigh0ul @pralinesims

[kazucee]

★ JAMES POTTER ISN'T DENSE ! he just needed some time to figure things out, he was pretty good at reading the mood of the room and could easily tell when someone wasn't feeling like themselves. Figuring out the source of that however is a whole different story. Especially when it involves his bestest friends ever revealing that their friendship was something a little more than that.

In which something was going on between Remus and Sirius and James would be damned if he was going to be kept out of the loop. Pairings: small mentions of wolfstar !

it's a James Potter centric pov ! [wc: 1.5k]

This was bound to happen eventually.

The sheets felt too constricting, the dorm felt too hot and his clothes clung onto him in a way that made him feel sticky and unclean. Raven locks messily tumbled down his shoulder, unbrushed and unkept, yet despite all of these minor annoyances Sirius Black still looked gorgeous. Even the blind could notice it, the way the young man had a certain aura to him, he lit up every room with that infectious and honey glazed smile of his.

However, James had noticed something peculiar about this self proclaimed starman during the past weeks. He had gotten more quiet, reserved, as if the usual sunshine got eclipsed by the moon. He found it quite strange, his partner in crime was never one for being in such a slump. Usually he was dramatic when it came to measly things but that was often done in a satirical way. This slump seemed... genuine.

Despite the nonstop pestering of the quidditch captain, Sirius didn't seem to budge. The other had a knack for making it seem like everything was fine and dandy with him, James knew better. He wasn't the brightest in the class, no, that was Evans (in his personal non biased opinion) or Remus. He saw movement across the room, the subtle sound of footsteps on the floor and the door creaking open with its old hinges. The Casanova had arrived in the common room, the crackling warmth of the fire casting a soft orange tinted glow towards his serious face. James wasn't the brightest in the class but he had noticed it. The subtle shift of Sirius' gaze from the new presence to the carpeted floor—as if it was the most interesting puzzle the other had ever encountered. He had noticed the way Remus threw a haphazard glance towards the ebony haired male as if he was the interesting puzzle Remus was trying to piece together.

James lets out a cough which warranted both their attentions, his ever present mischief laced grin plastered on as he greeted the two “it's a good day for another prank isn't it?” For once, like the two had switched bodies and souls, Sirius casted him a bemused stare whilst Remus actually seemed more on board. This crazy switch up almost left him whiplashed. Was it because the taller male wanted an exit from this room or was it the crazy tension that no one else besides James seemed to notice (they could be just ignoring it, pretending as if it didn't exist). James found it amusing, granted the amount of times Remus would call him out for being dense he could easily tell that something was amiss with his two best pals. His Buddies, Compadres, Amigos, weren't exactly acting all that. Right now any one with two eyes (James has four, maybe that's why he could see it better) could describe their demeanours as something akin to two school girls who had just gotten asked out by their crushes. Which to put it frankly in James’ mind was quite…impossible.

Remus had excused himself from the room, James assumed it was to get changed. Remus John Lupin could be described as a silent person, he prefers chocolate as long as he's not sharing it, books as long as it's quiet and no one's disturbing him, and in those rare cases teaching as long as the student kept his or her mouth shut and didn't ask questions. Remus was simple but complex at the exact same time, he hates when they call him moony but James swears he sees a sliver of a smile whenever he hears the nickname. Sirius on the other hand was complex, but not hard to figure out once you get to know him. He liked the attention be it good or bad, he liked grinning that grin of his because he knows better than anyone that he infact is the most eligible bachelor this school has seen, he claims that he hates school work but he always hounds on Remus to help him with his Divination work, he claims that he's perfectly fine and that nothing could chip that impenetrable armor of his but James could see the small cracks.

“James” He looked up when he heard Sirius’ voice call out to him, his brows furrowing because—Sirius didn't usually sound like that, he'd sound confident, suave, charming. Right now his tone carried the musings of a little boy who wanted to confess something to his parent. Did he break something? James wondered and before Sirius could get a word in he immediately spouted out “whatever you did I forgive you”

Sirius’ expression was an amusing thing to observe, his face pretty much says it all whenever he's mad or happy or annoyed or so close to punching you in the face, one glance at that stupid face of his and you could tell which one you’re dealing with (the punch had hurt, James knew he should've ducked.) Right now he felt that ducking was probably the right course if action. Sirius had his brows scrunched in faint confusion and irritation.

“I didn't do anything” He scoffed before chucking a pillow his way, he ducked, his instincts where never wrong. Sirius leaned back against the couch crossing his arms, James felt a little silly, waiting for the other to tell him what exactly was going on. He didn't like being kept out of the loop, especially when it came to Sirius. They were best friends? Heck the best friends even. They shared everything with each other saved for toothbrushes Sirius warned that he'd curse him if he even thought about it.

“What is it then?” He proded because he can't take this silence anymore because he's sure that something was going on between him and the person who had just reentered the common room with a cozy sweater and a book tucked at his side. Sirius went nonverbal again and refused to look Remus’ way and in return Remus made it a point to sit beside the other, flipping open his book and reading casually. His brow couldn't have gone higher, Sirius was tense, Remus was reading and James was completely and utterly muddled.

After a small minute of, who can keep quiet and be oblivious the longest, He cracked. “What in Merlin's beard is going on with the two of you?” His voice cracked at the end but he couldn't be embarrassed when Sirius looked as if James had told him that his mother was coming to visit and Remus spared him a bemused glance but James saw how his hold tightened slightly on the spine of the book he was reading—wait, was it upside down?

“Don't make me start guessing because I swear you won't like where it'll end.” He continued making it a point to stand and march towards the two boys his socked feet pattering against the carpeted floor. He dare spare a glance at Sirius who looked as if he was going to land a spell on him then at Remus who tried to discreetly turn the book right side up but got caught mid turn. When both didn't respond he made a frustrated noise that could be placed between a groan and tired sigh.

“you both saw Minnie in her undergarments” That drew an appalled sound from Sirius and a grimance from Remus. “Thanks for that image Prongs.” The latter muttered as he massaged the bridge of his nose with his fingers. “That's not even the worse thing I thought of, If you two won't spit it out I fear I might actually die because of it. Perish. I won't become the best captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team and we won't win the house cup, do you really want that on your conscience?” He drags an exasperated hand through his messy locks. “Always the one for dramatics aren't you Potter?” Sirius sneered, crossing his arms and legs in that prissy heir to the black empire way.

“You both going to tell me or do I have to steal some Veritaserum and spike your drinks?” That earned an amused snort from Remus which made his left eye twitch in visible irritation. He glanced between the two, for the first time this slow paced evening Sirius actually looks Remus in the eyes, no not on his sweater collar or that mole on his jaw, his eyes. James could feel his body deflating in slight relief, that was something at least. After another round of silence (to James' delight) and both of them communicating via their telepathic brainwaves or something along those lines. He focused on Sirius, the way those stormy eyes went from pleading to acceptance then finally settled on nonchalance. Remus piped up a moment later. His voice was crisp, clear and tainted with slight hesitancy and honestly it made James straighten his spine a bit.

“We’re dating Prongs.”

Oh.

There were a lot of moments in his life where he felt like the stupidest man in the room, this was number one.

a/n: goodness it's been so long since I've written anything like this (last time being on Wattpad, like 6 years ago) but this has been sitting on my Tumblr drafts for so long it's been killing me inside everytime I open this damn app. Anyways first fic? And it's wolfstar (ish) ? It's James Potter centric because I love that man with all my heart and I live for the 'him being dense asf when it comes to wolfstar' agenda. This wasn't proofread in any way—i wrote and I just went with it so I'm sorry if it's all over the place and if the writing doesn't make any sense TT. Be kind is all I ask, I just wanted to write James and his inner monologues. No idea if I'll ever post another fic but I do have a drafted Solangelo one hehe (sorry for the ramble !! Enjoy your days~)

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Daily Writing Challenge. Nov. 17- Nov. 23

(Warning: Mention of stripper dances, 18 + ).

Day 1 Sexy Haze

It was an evening like no other: Attending my first After Dark event. I was nervous and excited at the same time. My body was in that moment of excited squeals in my head. Anyone who was anyone was there, starting to get into the tavern and enjoying themselves. I invited my friend Cerala to attend as well.

I was dressed in a lovely strapless purple top, my stomach covered in bright green glitter, followed by a green thong that had a Silverleaf leaf on the front. And down my legs were fishnet tights. I was sexy. I felt sexy, and had the pleasure of bartending beside Cy, serving customers that wanted drinks, being my usual flirty self- standing on top of the bar. (Because behind the bar is not meant for goblins).

When the show came on, I was stunned. Leon did an excellent display of a whip. Nahilvi did a lovely stripper dance involving paint. I was slightly worried about the Starman as he seemed to be dealing with a memory for his act, from what I could gather, but it was fantastic work nonetheless.

Then for the finale, “Captain Azeroth” himself, Dicenne. I was impressed by his athleticism, showing off those strong muscles and lifting people.

And then… the Rave happened. It was hot, steamy, sexy, and I couldn’t help but dance with my favorite people, dancing between them. Especially Cy and Vara. That was a night that made it special. Dancing between two lovely, wonderful people. The excitement and the glamour was abuzz, and the music had made me slightly excited. This was a night I’ll never forget.

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I've been reading Starman by James Robinson as part of me and @bimboficationblues' informal comic book book club for the last month or so, and finally finished the series today. It's an interesting comic, both thematically and in terms of its positioning in the DC Comics canon and the history of the comic medium. Starman began in 1994, in the wake of the Zero Hour event comic, itself created to mark the tenth anniversary of Crisis on Infinite Earths and to streamline DC's internal timeline. A renewed emphasis was placed after Zero Hour on DC's Golden Age legacy, and that legacy is firmly and proudly entrenched at the core of Starman.

In fact, I would say that legacy is the primary theme of the book. Legacy, and what we leave behind. The book's protagonist Jack Knight is the heir to the heroic legacy of Starman, the guardian of Opal City, a mantle which has been held by many people over the years, all of whom play a role in the book's narrative. He is an antiquarian, and runs a store dealing in rare collectibles - even before taking the mantle of one of the first superheroes, he immerses himself in the past. Once he takes on the role of Starman, he is soon involving himself with the heroes of his father's generation, including Alan Scott (the original Green Lantern), and Wesley Dodds (the Sandman). Eventually, he finds himself a founding member of the reconstituted Justice Society of America. All throughout, he encounters more and more members of the broader Starman legacy, and attempts to figure out where he fits within it.

More than any of the sophomoric and juvenile schlock put out by the publishers (in particular Image and in especially particular from Rob Liefeld) during the decade, Starman to me is the comic which most accurately reflects the zeitgeist of the 1990s. Jack Knight begins as a jaded and disaffected Gen Xer who adopts the Starman mantle only with reluctance and only after striking a deal with his father. He eschews a superhero's costume and the trappings of a secret identity. He has respect for what came before, but such old-fashioned things don't suit him. And at the end of the book, as the 21st century dawns, this hero so firmly of the 1990s willingly retires, passing the mantle - the legacy - quite literally to the next generation, to Courtney Whitmore, that most millennial of young superheroines. And then he leaves Opal City, to find a new life out west.

He has never been seen in a comic since then. And I think that's just about right.