#idk how i feel about this one

[stervrucht]

Secret late night smooches

[localratwithcowboyhat]

Self-ish!

[lucyybradford]

Hangman: Hey, babe, can I ask you a random, hypothetical question?

Rooster: Always.

Hangman: Would you still love me if I was a serial killer?

Rooster: Would you be willing to help me get rid of my enemies?

Hangman: Of course.

Rooster: *melts* Awww babe that’s so sweet!

Maverick: BRADLEY!

[aurithemoon]

Sophie Hatter, from Howl's Moving Castle.

[paimt]

the zapperrrrrrrr

[grilledcheese-savage]

Part 5. Nostalgia

Prev/ Next Chap.

Jaya prime empire Au Comic

[unholy-fabray]

skank!quinn save me... save me skank!quinn

[evermorethecrow]

SPOILERS FOR AKAI BY ITOTYPES!! FLASHING LIGHTS!! EYESTRAIN

akai chuuya my beloved silly guy

@itotypes i hope this makes like any sense at all i had a vision

[allhailnarusama]

Claire/Leon: Before Spain

Like just before... he’s about to leave... idk

[aeligsido]

[WM] Prompt 24 — Kid fic.

Rating: G.

TW: Snape being his delightful self.

Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Maeve Lupin (OC), Severus Snape, Fleur Delacour, Ginny Weasley.

Additional Tags: Maeve is Remus’ adopted daughter, she’s also a baby werewolf, Snape has beef with a seven year old and is losing, bigotry, slur I guess?, this awkward moment when you went to prison and your fiance got himself a kid and now you don’t know what your relationship is anymore, Sirius and Remus are both dads, OotP, a bit of Fleur appreciation bc i love her.

Summary: Sirius watches as Fleur and Maeve excitedly talk.

Words count: 813.

A/N: Missing Scene for a fic I haven't written yet lmao. I hope you like it! ❤️

@wolfstarmicrofic

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Sirius watches as Fleur and Maeve excitedly talk, the little girl making large hand gestures all the while. Fleur joining the Order is surprisingly not surprising, considering what happened just short of two months ago — she barely even took the time to go back to her own country before signing up. And she’s good with kids, never making Maeve feel less because of her young age, which can only endear her to Sirius.

Molly is busying herself in the kitchen once again; her children are scattered around, Ron looking more and more annoyed each time they remind him he can’t tell Harry anything. Ginny doesn’t exactly look better either. The twins are talking to each other in low tones, seemingly unaware of the world around them; Sirius knows better for seeing them react to anyone coming a bit too close to their private discussion. Bill is alternating between trying to help his mother and looking at Fleur with a look in his eyes Sirius knows well.

Remus is drinking his tea beside him, his gaze fixed on Maeve as well. She laughs, and she sounds just like Remus when they were young and invincible. She doesn’t have his hair nor his eyes, or even anything of him, yet she is so jarringly his daughter all the same.

Maeve Lupin, taking their old heart hostage since 1993 and onward. Sirius smiles into his own tea.

Snape suddenly comes in like a bat out of hell (and who should have stayed here). He sneers, his usual expression when in the presence of anything breathing. His sudden arrival stops all motion in the room — even Molly turns around with a new tension in her shoulders — except, of course, for Maeve who somehow manages to not notice him. One of her wide hand gestures ends up with her bumping into Snape, and she blinks owlishly at him as she realizes his presence.

“Oops. Sorry!”

Remus puts down his cup, watching the exchange carefully. Sirius feels ready for a fight. Snape sneers some more.

“Should learn to leash the beast,” he says, and Sirius sees red; Maeve straightens up, scowling, and wonderfully unphased.

“You’re mean and ugly and still wear the same robes than two years ago!”

Remus snorts, a low sound nobody else probably caught. Snape opens his mouth to answer; Sirius has already silenced him.

“Don’t fucking talk to my daughter like that.”

Snape glares and glares and glares some more; then, with a dramatic swish of his cape and a last sneer, he disappears into the corridor.

“Why he's so mean anyways?” Maeve huffs, still scowling, and Sirius hates seeing her like that — she’s a child, she should smile and laugh and be happy.

“Oh, he's just a jealous dick,” comments Ginny, ignoring her mother’s following reprobation to wink at them.

Maeve thinks it over. “Because I'm smart and pretty and he's not?”

“The smartest and the prettiest,” confirms Sirius, and things suddenly feel a bit lighter.

-

When they had to move into Grimmauld Place, the first room they cleaned up and decorated and otherwise made sure looked just right was Maeve’s.

Despite the clutter expected from a seven year old, the room is still clean and perfectly lived-in in a way his parents would have hated. Not enough control, probably.

Technically, Sirius has no reason to be here and kiss Maeve goodnight, but he’ll be damned if he misses it for anything. Maybe it keeps making things weird between him and Remus, because truthfully they still have no idea where they stand with each other, and Maeve calling them both her fathers is delightful and not helping at all. But he'll do it all the same.

That night, Remus grabs his hand as they exit her room and close the door behind them; there’s a look in his eyes, fond and hopeful and a little bit of something else, too, that Sirius recognizes so well.

“You called her your daughter,” he says.

Sirius thinks back to the scene in the kitchen. “I did.” He never had before; Remus is the one who adopted her, not him.

For a few seconds, Remus doesn't say anything, absentmindedly playing with Sirius’ fingers instead; he looks almost shy, as if trying to find his words and failing, and it reminds Sirius of their first year at Hogwarts when Remus was still so afraid of everything.

“I liked it,” he finally admits, and Sirius catches him blushing, and he can’t stop smiling.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Sirius lifts his hand to Remus’ cheek; in the dim light of the corridor, he looks just the same as when he kissed him for the first time.

“Good. I don’t plan to stop.”

Remus nods, squeezing his hand before dropping it, offering him a bit of his space back; instead, Sirius bends down and kisses his cheek.

(Maybe they’ll be alright, in the end.)

[two-braincells-in-total]

hey

can i request a javery one shot? like just them being cute or like dancing on the beach

thanks!

Sure, I decided to go with a short beach date.

On the sand

Pairing: Avery x Jameson

Word count: 548 words

A/N: It's a little short and possibly ooc, but I hope you like it

Tagging: @anintellectualintellectual @clarissaweasley-10 @alwaysthefangirl @wish-i-were-heather

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Avery wasn’t surprised when Jameson told her they were going to the beach in the middle of the night. He had this tendency of randomly take her on dates. She always loved it when he did that.

They were now sitting on a sheet on the sand, watching the waves crashing in the shore. The only sound was the water splashing gently, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Sometimes all they needed was to be in each other’s company to feel the love radiating from the other.

Avery was sitting between Jameson’s legs, his arms wrapped around her stomach and her head resting on his chest. He had put his cheek on the top of her head. Her fingers were gently brushing his. There was nowhere else she’d rather be in that moment.

“Heiress?” His whisper snapped her out of her daydream.

“Yes, Jameson?”

“Do you want to dance?” She turned her head to look at him.

“Dance?” She repeated. “There isn’t music here.”

“Who needs music, when I have you here?” He smirked as she got up, offering her hand to help him up.

They kicked off their shoes and Jameson grabbed her waist. She wrapped her hands around his neck in return. They moved in a slow dance, the sand under their bare feet. Their eyes were locked and all Avery saw in his was pure adoration. He was looking at her like she was everything. The moon and the stars, and the sun, all in one. He softly grabbed one of her hands from around his neck and span her around. She let out a soft giggle at that and he smiled. It wasn’t a smirk or a lopsided grin, no, it was his real smile. The smile Avery liked to think was reserved for her eyes only.

He was holding her with such tenderness as if she would break if he lets her go. All she could think about was the gentle touch of his hands on her. Once upon a time, she used to feel like she was burning every time they touched, but now it felt like the warmth from the fireplace in a cold winter day. It was something cozy and she knew that nothing bad can happen go her as long as his arms were around her.

He leaned in, or maybe it was her, until their lips were an inch apart. They noses were touching as she breathed softly against his slightly open mouth. Before she knew it, his lips were on hers. It wasn’t a hungry or rough kiss, it was soft and gentle, like the little waves at their feet. She pulled him closer by the neck, as close as she could, but it still wasn’t enough, she couldn’t get enough of him.

They ran out of breath and had to pull away, but the memory of the kiss still lingered on Avery’s lips. After all this time, she sometimes still couldn’t believe he was hers. And that she was his.

“Heiress?” He whispered against her face.

“Yeah?” She sighed.

“I love you!” She smiled at his words.

“I love you, too, Jameson!”

And as they were walking back to the house, all Avery could think about was the man holding her hand and how true those words were.

[ohnowithapencil]

On the battlefield

[lowrezbonuslevel]

oooh! how about susie for the ‘saw something extremely cute’ prompt?

Sure!

Here's the updated chart (blank boxes haven't been requested yet):

(Nice, the second row is finished!)

[emiliosandozsequence]

dune (2021) dir. denis villeneuve / mahmdou darwish

[stimming-puppet]

idolcore gangrel 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9

[orb1tas]

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