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siriuslygay1981 · 1 year ago
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James-I've brought a long some uh bolts and screws I found. Well I say found, I unscrewed
Remus- Where did you unscrew them from?
J- Uh I'd rather not say
*crashing sounds as a giant light falls to the ground in front of them*
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kimchijjigaeda · 2 months ago
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Only Murders in the Building, series 3 episode 7: CoBro
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lulublack90 · 2 months ago
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Prompt 3 - Sword
@wolfstarmicrofic September 2, word count 648
Previous part First Wolfstar part
Sirius held the stone in his hand, gently flipping it over as the group pondered if they’d found all the Horcruxes or if there were still more out there. 
“We’ve destroyed three already. Could he really have made more than that?” James asked. 
“I think he has,” Regulus answered, sighing loudly. “He’s changed so much since the first time I met him. The ring must have been done years ago and the diary was probably made at the same time. He’s made the locket recently, but he changed before that, so I think there’s at least one more out there,” Regulus mused aloud.
“Well, so far it’s all things connected to him, his diary, the Gaunt ring, Slytherin’s locket,” Remus ticked them off on his fingers. 
Sirius sunk into his own thoughts, turning the stone over slowly again and again. A thought flitted through his mind, Effie and Monty would know what to do. He missed them so much. He turned the stone again and two ghostly apparitions appeared before him. Sirius shrieked and toppled off the boulder he’d been sitting on dropping the stone in the process. 
“Did, did anyone see that? Please tell me someone saw that, and I’m not going mad?!” Sirius shivered as he shakily picked himself up off the ground and looked for the stone. 
“Er no, you just screamed and fell off the rock,” James told him, looking concerned. 
“Must still be a bit tired and nodded off,” Sirius laughed nervously. He found the stone and wandered away from the group. He did what he’d been doing before, turning the stone over and thinking about Effie and Monty and, as before, the Potters appeared before him. 
“Hello, Sirius dear,” Effie said gently. 
“Mum, Dad!” He gasped. He hurriedly cast a muffling charm over himself so as not to draw attention and looked at them. “Are you real?” He asked, a thick lump forming in his throat. 
“We’re dead, love,” Monty told him cheerily. “What you have there is the resurrection stone, it’s part of the deathly hallows. James has the cloak. I swear I told him that.” He screwed up his face in thought. 
“You probably did, dear, but you know James in one ear out the other,” Effie cooed fondly. “Now about these Horcruxes dear, Monty and I have been watching your valiant efforts. You’re so close, darling.”
“There's two more,” Monty took over. “Hufflepuff's cup and Ravenclaw's diadem,”
“What about Gryffindor’s sword?” Sirius asked. “He had Slytherin’s locket. Why not the whole set?”
“The sword is hiding,” Monty said with mischief in his eyes. 
“Only a true Gryffindor can find it, and it won’t reveal itself to Voldemort, so he can’t ruin them all.” Effie took over.
“Where are they? Do you know?” Sirius questioned, they were so close now. 
“Sorry, my love, but we don’t know,” Effie told him sadly. 
“You might want to ask the Grey Lady if she knows anything. She’s Rowena’s daughter and as for the cup, perhaps find out which death eater is walking a bit talker these days,” Monty said cryptically.
“Now, my darling, we need to say goodbye to you. We love you ever so much and are both so proud of you. Take care of James for us, won’t you? He’ll need you,” Effie’s eyes were brimming with ghostly tears as she blew him a kiss. 
“Sirius, as far as I’m concerned, you are my son, as I’ve told you many times before. I love you just as much as James, and I am so incredibly proud of the man you have become. Be strong my darling boy, oh and give the stone to James, so I can tell him to get a haircut,” Monty winked at him. 
“We love you, now drop the stone.” They said in unison, and he did as they asked. 
There were two more Horcruxes. Only two.
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aeolianblues · 6 months ago
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'oh I cannot say horrible things because of the Woke' well boo hoo, I cannot say mean things about bands I dislike because they love my show and will beat me up if I slag them off
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lexithwrites · 8 months ago
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i will die on the hill that sirius and james make a successful podcast together
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kuzakvanowenshays · 8 months ago
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Susan Dey + guest star James Earl Jones in L.A. Law
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turanga4 · 2 years ago
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April 1: Smile
@hinnymicrofic, another lil offering for a pile of great stuff. Word count: 269.
Two smiles that year with eight months in between.
Ginny had come downstairs in her tatty pajamas to find the hero from her books sitting at her breakfast table. He’d been real to her in ways that she hadn’t expected, making her stomach lurch like her first secret ride on an off-limits broom. It was her own fault, not Harry’s, that she was too scared to talk to him, but he’d smiled at her anyway, more than just the once.  He’d beamed, in fact, at everything, taking in the cluttered Burrow like all of it just glowed.
There weren’t many things to make him smile like that at Hogwarts.  Rumors hissed in the corridors,  and children froze like stone. It was her fault, not his. But she couldn’t let him know that.  Ginny smiled, herself, and bit her nails to the quick.
Eight months of troubled dreams; she almost died during a nightmare. When she woke up, ink dripped where the water had been.  Harry looked down at her, her own body level with the blood that soaked his robes.  His lips bent upwards then, and his gaze told her more than the sword in his hand.
He was smiling at her like it could be okay again. Like the first time she saw him, before the shyness took hold.
(No, better than that.  He hadn’t smiled, last year, still agog on the platform. He hadn’t really been a person to her, then.)
Harry caught her eye and then reached for the phoenix: everything lurched upwards, into the light.
They might both smile again. 
Not yet.
But for real.
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thesconesyard · 4 months ago
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Where the West Begins
13. Devil in Disguise
Fall came and went and winter arrived at the ranch. Christine was glad again for the warmth in the kitchen that she had loathed in the summer.
“How was town?” Uhura asked Jim as he came in. Christine set the last dish on the table for dinner.
Jim smiled but shrugged. “Same as ever. Captain Pike’s worried about a new woman. Said she came to town poor as a church mouse. She’s staying in the cheapest room she can find and offering to take in sewing jobs.”
“Poor gal,” Christine said.
“Right?” Jim agreed. “I did give it a bit of thought on the way home. But if she’s making money…”
“…it’d be quite aways for people to bring jobs,” Uhura finished understanding what Jim meant.
The sound of boots entering the house interrupted the conversation. Laughing followed the rustle of coats being hung up came down the hall.
Christine herself saw the woman a week later when she rode with Leonard to town. They collected the mail and had lunch with Dr. M’Benga. She and Uhura had made a little list, so she and Leonard headed to the general store.
The woman was sitting on an upturned box outside the store. She was wrapped in a dark, threadbare cloak, and her pale face was pinched with the cold. Dark hair was coiled at the base of her neck, but loose strands hung out around her face.
“Is that the new gal Captain Pike was worried about?” Christine asked the shop keeper.
“Miss Kati out there? Yes ma’am, I suppose so. Came out on the train a few weeks back. She’s taking what handwork she can, but no one’s got much.”
“Hasn’t she got anyone?” Leonard asked.
“No one’s gotten much out of her. Real close she is,” the shopkeeper said.
Christine glanced quickly at Leonard and saw on his face he felt the same as her.
“A few people’s have been helping as they can,” the shopkeeper said in reply to their expressions.
With a quiet sigh, Christine got on with the things she needed to purchase. Leonard looked around, but she could see his mind working.
“Where’s she staying?” he asked suddenly.
“One of Miss Gaila’s smallest rooms.”
Leonard nodded and strode out of the store.
Christine finished her shopping and paid. She carried her little package under one arm and left the store. Miss Kati was still sitting outside, rubbing her hands together. Christine smiled gently when their eyes met, and continued down to meet Leonard at Gaila’s.
Not that there was any problem with Gaila’s saloon, but the rooms she normally kept were for men making their way to find work. That this Miss Kati would stay there instead of the hotel, Christine knew how much the woman was hurting.
Leonard came out the door as she got close.
“How much did you pay?” Christine asked knowingly.
Leonard blushed a faint bit. “For the week. And with the message that if she wants to come to the ranch she’s welcome.”
“Look at that big heart Leo,” Christine grinned. Leonard took the package from her and led the way back to the horses.
“You would have done the same,” he said over his shoulder.
The week passed and a knock on the front door surprised Christine and Uhura where they were working in the sitting room.
“I’ll get it,” Christine said as she set down her sewing and waved a hand at Uhura.
“Oh!” Christine exclaimed as she opened the door. Miss Kati was standing on the front porch, trying to hide her shivering. “Hello!” Christine said quickly. “Please! Come in.”
The strange woman looked at her cautiously but stepped forward.
“Come in! Come in! Come get warm,” Christine said, gesturing towards the sitting room doorway.
“My name is Kati,” said the woman. “Is this where I can find Dr. McCoy?”
“Yes,” Christine smiled. “I’m Christine and this is Uhura.”
“Welcome,” Uhura said, standing up.
“Here, just come and have a seat,” Christine said. “Get warm and I’ll go find Dr. McCoy.”
“Can I get you something to drink?” she heard Uhura ask as she left the room.
Christine grabbed a warm shawl and made her way to the barn.
“Oh, aren’t you all just working so hard,” she said, lifting a brow at the men standing and sitting inside.
“We’re just taking a wee break Miss Christine,” Scotty smiled at her amiably. “What can we do for ye?”
“That Miss Kati turned up looking for you Leo,” Christine said, turning to address him. “Suppose you should probably come too, Jim.”
Back in the sitting room, Kati jumped to her feet as Christine and the two men came in.
“You’re Dr. McCoy,” she said at once, looking at Leonard.
“Yes ma’am.”
“You did me a kindness.” Kati looked at him and frowned. “Why? You don’t even know me.”
McCoy left out a huff of air. “Because it was the right thing to do ma’am. I’d do the same for anyone down on their luck, especially this time of the year in the cold.”
“Ma’am, I’m James Kirk,” Jim said, introducing himself. “This is my ranch and from what I’ve heard from the sheriff you seem to be needing a place to keep warm.”
“I’m Kati and I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t true,” Kati answered in a sad voice. “Things haven’t gone right for me in any way since my brother died. He was all I had left.”
“You poor dear,” Uhura said softly.
“We’re all kind of strays here,” Jim told Kati. “We’ve all had some kind of trouble or hardship in life, but we’ve all ended up here together and stronger for it. If you’d care to stay here a while we’d be glad to help.”
Tears sprang into Kati’s dark eyes. “I don’t even know what to say,” she cried. “No one’s ever been that nice to me. Especially only having just met me!”
“Say you’ll stay ma’am,” Leonard said warmly. “One of us can ride into Gaila’s and get your things.”
Kati laughed through her tears. “This is all I have,” she said as she gestured at herself and the very small satchel in her hand.
“Then you’re nearly already settled,” Christine declared. “It’s a bit until dinner, but we can rustle you up something if you’re hungry?”
Kati shook her head. “I can wait.”
“Let’s get you settled with a room then,” Uhura said.
“Stay as long as you need,” Jim confirmed.
“I- I can’t believe this!” Kati wiped at the tears on her face.
As Christine led her from the sitting room, no one saw the twisted smile cross Kati’s face.
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mariocki · 2 months ago
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New Scotland Yard: The Wrong-Un (1.7, LWT, 1972)
"What happens to them if they do get away with it?"
"Nothing, really; transfer to different prisons, serve their time. The system goes on."
"And stays the same."
"Yes."
"All a bit pointless, isn't it?"
#new scotland yard#the wrongun#1972#lwt#classic tv#tony hoare#paul annett#john woodvine#john carlisle#stuart henry#billy murray#alun armstrong#john woodnutt#james mellor#christopher sandford#kenneth oxtoby#frederick hall#michael deacon#kenneth watson#forbes collins#ian patterson#a murder inside a prison sees our dynamic duo sent in to investigate‚ and once again Carlisle's shifting personal politics are on the slide#here he's positively frothing at the mouth about the evil ways of the imprisoned; it fits tbf with his pro death penalty sentiments from#back in ep2. Woodvine is the quieter voice of... what? not quite empathy but something close perhaps. that's not to say that the scenes of#interrogation are not uncomfortable and aggressive‚ but he breaks into rare good humour when meeting a crook he himself had put away. by#the close of the episode he's even sharing (very subtle) critiques of the prison system as a whole with the unusually progressive warden.#a young cast of then unknowns includes future stars Armstrong and Murray among the inmate population‚ but this isn't really a 'guest star'#type of episode‚ with plot and ensemble cast taking focus. Annett's bleak footage of trudging feet in prison uniform which opens and closes#the ep leaves little doubt on where he stood on the prison reform debate‚ but it isn't translated enough into the script i dont think#or at least‚ it could certainly have gone stronger and aimed for more impact. but perhaps not within a weekly cop show eh?
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tuttle-did-it · 2 months ago
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Murder, She Wrote guest star, the incredible James Coburn (The Great Escape, The Magnificent Seven, Charade, Monster’s Inc, Sister Act 2, The Twilight Zone 1963, Perry Mason, Bonanza, Alfred Hitchcock Presents, etc)
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‘Day of the Dead’ S8, E19, Aired 26 April, 1992
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augustusaugustus · 4 months ago
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13.75 Rent
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thena0315 · 4 months ago
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SVU Guest Star - Tyler James Williams in "Parts" [6x22]
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yaoi-yaoieverywhere · 5 months ago
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"There are some spies mixed in to the musical number cast... You have to get rid of the spies" YOU SAY THIS TO THE INTERN?? THE UNPAID INTERN AT THAT!?
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gleesongtournament · 2 years ago
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Glee Song Tournament Round 1
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opheliaintherushes · 1 year ago
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So happy I went into today's episode of OMITB unawares - what a murderers' row of surprises!
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karihighman · 2 years ago
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That makes two Feds on one of my other fave shows - MONK! Niecy & James guest starred - her in s3; him in s7! How cool!
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