#it really hit me when i looked at james XD

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Hey guys I have had one Ludwig Beilschmidt saying the word 'kinky' in my head all week SO-

Mine were Francois and Lutz XD I thought they were hottttt... XD

[mrcavill88]

Inner demons

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Male Reader

Summary: There’s something so dark and attractive about a man who could kill you in a heartbeat. Even though Bucky’s twisted mind is healed, remnants of the winter soldier are still there. You and him have been through hell and back together, but his recents outbursts of anger are really starting to fumble your relationship

Word count: 2.9k+

Warnings: 18+, age gap (reader is 18, Bucky is 102 XD) abusive Bucky, alcohol addiction, face slapping, yelling, begging, bondage, whipping, daddy kink, skin sucking/kissing/licking, nipple play, genital licking, fingering, crying, vibrator usage, unprotected sex, breeding, fluff

A/N: Hey everyone! I’m back with another fic: my very first Bucky fic. This is one is definitely, interesting, to say the least. Thank you all again for all the support you have shown me, hope you enjoy;)

Bucky Barnes

The man of the hour, the one true love of your life, someone who made you feel stable - did I mention an ex-assassin with over two dozen credited murders?

You never were 100% sure about being safe around him. Sure, he was... insanely attractive. His soft and short brown hair, the dark blue sapphires he had for eyes, pearly white teeth, chiseled and muscular body, and his deep voice; his mere presence was enough for butterflies to flutter around your tummy. But Bucky's dark history was always a thinking point for you.

"What if he goes crazy and tries to kill me?"

"What if he goes on another rampage and starts murdering everyone?"

"What if he doesn't love me?"

Your intrusive thoughts never got the best of you, but a single thought of Bucky's past made you quiver in fear.

But your relationship with him wasn't exactly, perfect. He might be free of his control from Hydra, but, he isn't exactly free from his new demons

Alcohol

His loneliness after Steve's death was apparent as he turned to heavy drinking to aid his sorrows. That's when you came in, you were initially there to help Bucky through his journey of rehab, were you successful? Fuck. no.

Every time you encountered him, instead of discussing his progress, you and he did the most lewd things together. He was completely taken aback by your beautiful and slim figure, he didn't need rehab, he needed you.

As of now, you lived with Bucky. You were both pretty set on spending your lives together, and you were both happy. Currently, he was out with Sam, you knew that Sam was the only other person Bucky was close with, he trusted him, and so did you. You laid in bed, waiting for Bucky to come home, hoping you guys could have some dinner together, maybe have some fun.

You heard a car pull into the driveway; you ran to the door, waiting to greet the love of your life. The door burst open, and there he was, running towards you.

"Y/N! I missed you so much baby, give me a kiss!" he said, hugging you, connecting his lips onto yours. The things you felt when you were in an intimate setting with him, they were surreal. You really loved him, but something wasn't right, you could tell something was off.

And then it hit you

The strong and unpleasant scent of alcohol. You pushed the man off of you, an acerbic look painted on your face as you looked him dead in the eye.

"Baby? W-why are you l-looking at me like that? W-what's wrong?"

You could tell that he was a little tipsy, if the smell wasn't enough, the slurring of his words definitely was. "Bucky, please be honest with me. Were you drinking?" you asked, squeezing his hands.

"Y/N! You know I'm sober! How could y-you doubt me?" his hands cupping your cheeks, his face getting redder and redder. "Baby, please believe me! I know I have a bad history with drinking but, please, I'm being honest."

"James! Don't lie to me! I love you too much for you to lie to me like this! How could you! I thought you were a new man!" you yelled, slapping his face. "Ok. You caught me, I'm so sorry Y/N. Sam just said it was one beer, but it ended up being several. Please forgive me! I promise, this won't happen again! Please, Y/N?" he pleaded, holding your waist.

The single tear that formulated on your cheek dried as you contemplated what you were going to do with Bucky. Was he really going to stop? Or was this another white lie that he told? You decided to give it one last chance, hoping the decision was right.

"Fine. I'm putting my trust in you Buck, please, just think about what this could do to you! It's going to kill you! Please just promise me that you'll stop, ok?" holding your pinky out. "I promise, baby. Thank you so much for believing in me" he said, latching his pinky onto yours, giving you a small kiss on the cheek. "Now, let's enjoy ourselves! The night is still young Y/N! I brought some takeout from that Mediterranean restaurant across town, I know you it's your favorite" he said, bringing you over to the polished dining table, adorned with the most appetizing food you've ever seen.

But one little nuisance on the table was there, a needle in a haystack, if you will. A tall bottle of whiskey. "Bucky, are you serious?"

"Baby. I know I promised I'd stop, but please! Just this once, I swear, this is the last one. C'mon, I know you like this brand. Don't try to deny it"

You hesitantly sat down, opening the bottle of whiskey. You knew Bucky would have some trick of his sleeve, so what did he do? He fished in one last drink, and it just so happened to be your favorite kind.

You two enjoyed your supper. You guys' just had a special bond, every time you were in each other's presence, you just felt, complete. Any thought of Bucky's past actions were completely eradicated as the expensive whiskey started hindering your brain.

Next thing you know, it was already 9 pm. Bucky was completely OUT, his pants undone and his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he tried to stand up.

"Y-Y-Y/N, w-we haven't h-had some f-fun in a w-while. L-lets m-make the most of o-our night," he slurred out, bringing you to the couch as he gripped your right thigh. "G-get off o-of me, I k-knew you c-couldn't k-keep from d-drinking" you said, barely being able to connect your words together.

The cold air thickened as tension started to build between you two, both completely drunk. "H-how dare y-you speak to m-me like that! You l-little brat!" he yelled, slapping your face hard. The tension in the room completely skyrocketed as the man you loved, the man you trusted, struck your face.

"B-Bucky? W-what's gotten into you?" you sniffled, holding your face. "W-w-what's gotten into me? What a-a-about you! You spoiled l-l-little ingrate! You n-need to be taught a lesson! You need thicker s-skin, Y/N" he slurred out, dragging you to the basement.

The countless kicks and screams you let out were completely useless as the 6 foot man effortlessly powered through your resistance. He slammed you onto a stool and tied your arms above your head, leaving you helpless.

"T-that's better baby! You s-see, I'm much older than you. I had it w-way harder than you when I was your age! I'm only doing this because I love you, trust me, Y/N" he said, pulling out a long, matte black whip.

The sound of screams, cries, and begs filled the room as the absolute terror you felt completely consumed your body.

"P-please Bucky! I'm begging you! Please don't hurt me! I love you! Don't you love me?"

"Oh Y/N, you're so adorable, I-I'm doing this for your own good, I'm sorry little one"

The final words he said before he maliciously whipped your torso, the loud crack breaking the seemingly forever silence that formulated between the two of you.

The screams coming out of your mouth intensified as the everlasting sting coursed through your veins, tears falling from your eyes as the man you trusted, just whipped you.

"Oh baby! That's what I like to hear! But, I think we could have more fun! Don't ya think?" he said before he grabbed a pair of red scissors and started cutting up your clothes.

You winced as your body was slowly being exposed in front of the man, as if it hadn't happened before. But this was a new side of Bucky you've never seen before, much more, possessive

He rubbed your baby soft skin, the sight of your delicate and skinny posture truly astonished him. The only thing you had on was a tight little spandex, your cock hard from Bucky's presence alone.

"Y-you're mine now, understand?" he said, practically inches away from your face. You jerked a nod before the whip cracked against your body again, a gush of blood spewing from your body. You screamed mercilessly as the immense pain you felt was practically permanent.

"Bucky! Please stop! I-I can't take it anymore!" you begged, a raspy breath leaving your mouth as you felt the air suddenly get hot.

Turns out, it wasn't the temperature, it was Bucky

He took his jacket off, revealing his rippling muscles and toned body, laced by his tight black tank top.

"Oh baby, I almost forgot. Don't ever call me Bucky, again. I'm your daddy now, your master, are we clear?" grabbing your face tightly.

"Y-yes, daddy" you whimpered out, absolutely terrified yet turned on by Bucky's sudden dominance.

"Good boy! Oh Y/N. I'm so p-proud of you. You see? It's not so hard to behave, right? Now, here's your reward for being so good"

Mere milliseconds after his words, his lips latched onto your neck. Sucking the absolute life out of it; moans and whines escaped your mouth, your libido level skyrocketing as the sound of skin against skin filled the room.

"Oh baby! I love tasting you! You're gonna feel so good when you're with daddy tonight, just wait and see"

His mouth continued attacking your neck, his lips traveling down your body onto your shoulders, biting and sucking on your skin, marking what was his. The angelic moans that left your mouth were like music to his ears, something that caused him to go even harder than he intended on.

His fingers caressed your nipples, goosebumps forming around them as Bucky relentlessly stimulated them.

"Daddy! Ugh! That f-feels so g-good!" you moaned as Bucky continued pinching and rubbing your nipples.

With no hesitation, he latched his lips onto your nipple, sucking on it with much determination and lust. The pleasure you felt was unreal; the tingles reaching the tips of your toes, making your cock twitch and harden as he continued sucking your nipples.

When he let out, your nipples were puffy and decorated with saliva, your breaths heavy and constant from all the pleasure you were feeling.

"Oh my sweet baby, Y/N. I love seeing you all horny and vulnerable like this. You make me want to do horrific things to you. But the night is young, I'm not finished with you" he said, viciously licking your neck.

His head was now face to face with your hole, your butt perfectly propped up so he was practically in breathing range of it. He kissed your inner thigh, prepping you for what was about to come next. The moans that left your mouth fueling the lewd activities he was about to commit.

His tongue started flailing in and out of your hole, swirling at a rapid pace. Your toes started to curl as you quickly became a sex doll for Bucky. "Daddy! Oh Fuck! Daddy I-I'm gonna c-cum!" you whined as he continued licking and playing at your sensitive hole.

"Baby! C'mon now, don't disappoint daddy like that! I know you're stronger than that, come on now, let me make you feel good"

You whimpered in response as your hole became drenched in Bucky's saliva, acting as a lubricant as he slowly inserted his thick fingers into your hole.

You screamed at the immense discomfort you felt, you've never been this intimate with Bucky ever in your life. "Does that feel good baby? You like when daddy shoves his fingers in your tiny little hole?"

All this dirty talk was making you queasy, your head practically spinning in circles as Bucky continued using your hole as a domain for his sexual pleasures. "I-I-I'm g-gonna cum!" you yelled at the top of your lungs, cock ready to burst at any moment.

"Oh no you don't" he whispered, gripping your tiny little pre-cum covered cock tightly.

"I know you're a good boy baby. Show daddy how good of a boy you can be! C'mon baby I know you can be a good boy. My good boy"

You snapped

Your cock jerked uncontrollably, drooling with ropes of white, thick cum. Your face turned red as you met Bucky's slightly disappointed face.

"Baby, I really hoped you could pull through for daddy. But it's ok! Daddy has a few tricks left for you"

"No daddy please! I can't take it anymore! I'm gonna... explode!" you pleaded, struggling to break out of your bonds.

"That's not how it works. I am your master, your daddy, you are my boy. You listen to me, absolutely no questions asked baby. Now, daddy has a new little toy here that he would love to try on you" he cackled, pulling out a pink vibrator.

Tears stained your cheeks as you knew what was about to come, you knew that you had no other choice but to comply, so why not enjoy it?

He attached the vibrator on your cute little cock and turned it on. You screamed as the vibrator tickled and pushed against your prostate, cum leaking from the tip of your cock.

"Daddy! Please take this o-off! I-I'm s-so horny!!!" you moaned as your bottom half twitched and shook from the absolute pleasure you felt.

Bucky noticed the state of mind you were in, somewhat amused by how fragile you were. And with the little bits of remorse still in him, he yanked the vibrator off your body, your cock worn out and drenched in pre-cum. You were a moaning, panting mess, cum disseminated over the floor.

"Oh baby~ You turn me on so much you don't even know. Such a sweet boy like you acting like this, this'll just be our little secret. Now, daddy has one last present for you, I promise, it's worth it" he said, slyly, before unzipping his pants. The big dick print in his boxers was making you so hard, oh you were so in love with him.

And then, oh!

A large piece of man meat sprang from his underwear as he pulled it down. The sheer size of it amazed you as he walked toward you.

"I want this to be a night for the books baby, let's make this special"

"Fuck me daddy!" you moaned before he slammed his monstrous dick into your tight hole. His thrusts: strong and firm.

"Oh fuck baby! I love how your little hole hugs my cock! You belong to me! No one else!" he yelled, a mixture of moans and whines filling the room as you both became infatuated with pleasure.

He starts to develop a fast and consistent rhythm with his thrusts, your moans getting louder and more high-pitched, making him even more turned on.

"Oh yeah! You love when daddy's big cock fucks your hole don't you! You naughty boy! You bussy is so greedy for daddy's cock isn't it" he growled, getting a broken and long moan in response.

Your body temperature started to climb higher and higher as the man you loved dearly continued fucking the daylight out of you. What you didn't realize? The fact that the ropes that put you in this very position broke in the midst of all the sexual pleasure you were feeling.

You didn't know how much longer you could handle this. Your bussy was practically broken after enduring all of Bucky's abuse, but the pleasure you felt continued to escalate by the second.

That's when, it happened again

Bucky's cock penetrated the most sacred and sensitive part of your entire body, your cock exploding with cum as your body twitched and quivered at the pleasure that basically consumed your entire body at this point.

"That's my boy! Oh y-you're daddy is close you're doing so well. Fuck!" he groaned as you could feel his thrusts growing sloppier.

You took notice of this and decided to give Bucky a taste of his own medicine: you pinched and twisted your nipples, causing your hole to tighten around Bucky's cock, making the man grow weak as his cock was being stimulated like no other before him.

"Oh shit! You naughty little bitch! Oh baby! I-I'm g-gonna cum!" he slurred out before unleashing his load inside your hole, strings of his white sticky cum polishing your insides an ivory color. You collapsed from the chair, your legs were practically immobile after all the pleasure and abuse you endured tonight.

Bucky crawled toward your destroyed figure, hugging you tightly and nuzzling your nose against his.

He carried you, bridal style, up from the basement into the bedroom you shared together.

"Now baby, let's get washed up, alright? We need to be perfectly clean before we sleep" he uttered, walking you over to the shower.

Despite the immense sexual activities that occurred that night, the shower you two had was one that was completely ingenuous.

You two shared a few loving, intimate moments, but nothing that was extreme. You were glad to have Bucky back. The old Bucky back. Sure, you loved the sex god that just fucked the shit out of you a couple minutes ago, but the little moments you have with him: you cherished forever.

You both got dried up and cuddled up on the bed together. "I'm so proud of you baby, we pulled off wonders tonight. I love you, Y/N" he said, kissing your forehead.

"I love you too, daddy" nuzzling your head against his chest.

You went to sleep madly in love with the man, and James Buchanan Barnes definitely loves you too~

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IWTV S2 OST - Hella Spoilery

Daniel Hart woke up and chose violence, I see. (Link)

I don't wanna hear any of the tracks until I actually see the episodes they're in--the emotional impact will hit so much harder that way. But the titles alone have me like 👀👀👀

Ep1: What Can the Damned Really Say to the Damned?

We were already devastated by the strings in Ep1, such beautiful tracks, and my favorite scene in S2 so far, as Louis just cried his eyes out over knowing his baby girl could dream. It was such a perfect nod to Merrick, and Louis thanking her for showing him Claudia's diaries.

EMMY. 👏 WHEN? 👏

Ep2: Do You Know What It Means to be Loved By Death?

These definitely look like they're going in episode order--this is all Theatre stuff we've seen bits of in the teasers. I'm unsure about Ep3 & Ep4 though; I'm just going off of my hunches ATM?

Ep3: No Pain | Ep4: I Want You More Than Anything in the World

WOAH. 😲

I see you Mr. Gentleman Death, but hold on a sec--

Welp, it's official, Tale of the Body Thief is definitely cooking; the Raglan James leaks weren't lying! I am SO happy! And terrified!

If they're going by the order in the books, not the teaser/promo, then rule #4 is about Lestat, and "killing your own kind."

I have no idea why this track is way at the bottom of the playlist

But I suspect it's also related to this episode, and whatever goes down with the Coven/Theatre vs Claudia & Louis.

We were told in a recent review that "I Don't Like Windows When They're Closed" is the song Claudia performs as Baby LouLou; I am SO excited for this! It's gonna be WEIRD, I can feel it. 👶🏾🎼

These tracks are way at the bottom of the playlist and IDKY, but it's obvs Claudia as Baby LouLou, and that's just French for "I Don't Like Windows...."

Ep5: Don't Be Afraid, Just Start the Tape

The backstory we've all been waiting for! ^0^

And they already warned us that Ep5 was gonna be effing NUTS, so I imagine Armand will tell his story to DANIEL--in SanFran????

Ep6: Like the Light by which God Made the World Before He Made Light | Ep7: I Could Not Prevent It

👀👀👀☀️🔥💀🔥🎭🔥⚰️⚰️⚰️🔥💀🍿

Who TF is Francis? Francis of Assssi? XD

PLEASE let this be Lestat's POV when he first got to NOLA--I wanna know why he went there, and where he was BEFORE! Was he asleep? Is he STILL asleep in 2022?!

👀👀👀☀️🔥💀🔥🎭🔥⚰️⚰️⚰️🔥💀🍿

PLEASE let this be Louis discovering the Fire Gift as he lights those mofos up! 🙏🙏🙏🙏

The Garden of Satan is giving me Children of Satan/Darkness vibes--maybe this is about Nicki ALSO dying in a fire? 👀 Jfc this is too much.

Ep8: Unannounced Mystery Title

I'm gonna take a stab in the dark and assume the PLETHORA of songs left on this list are from Ep8, cuz I literally have zero context for it--all we know is that it will supposedly segue into S3 TVL.

The crooner is back! But will it be REAL Lestat? in 2022? Rockstar!Lestat!? Flashbacks to 1900s!Loustat? Or more DreamStat?

Yeah, I got nuthin.

Lestat mentioned Le Bucheron before about dogs vs lambs--

--so I'm wondering if this has anything to do with Les feeling like he's still being "herded" by lesser vampires?

Or perhaps GREATER vampires (Armand.... Magnus.... TWMBK?)

This is all giving me heavy TVL vibes!

HOWEVER--

"Followed Closely By My Madness" could be for Nicki, but we all know it could also be referring to LOUIS, a la Merrick. ☀️💀🔥⚰️👀

I am SO STOKED for this season, they better stop playing with me!

[lilacella]

Nightsky

Song recommendation: (this one is not very serious at all xD)

Chapter 2: By Merlins beard!

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"It is really not that hard! Just vanish it with Evanesco! It is one simple spell Remus!" Sirius threw himself back into his chair, crossing his arms in annoyance. They were sitting at their usual table at The Three Broomsticks, a supposed respite between Remus furious study sessions and Sirius had decided that just now was the right moment to scold Remus cleaning habits.

"I'm sorry I just forgot this morning...I don't get why it's such a big deal though. It is just some hair in the sink," Remus tried to defend himself.

"It looks nasty! Right Prongs?" Sirius turned to James for help. But James just shrugged.

"I don't think it is that bad."

"Well thanks mate," Sirius snapped.

"I will try to do it in the future, Sirius. I just have to shave every morning. You dont know what that's like."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Well you dont exactly have much facial hair to shave do you," Remus said with a smirk. Teasing Sirius was just a little too much fun sometimes.

"Excuse me? I do?! I just shave and then remove the remnants of it from the sink, unlike some other people on this table."

"Do they know that they sound like an old married couple?" Lily chuckled into James ear and he tried to suppress a grin. Sirius ignored her.

"If I wanted to I could grow an full beard in no time."

"Sure you could." Remus was still in teasing mood.

"Oh, you dont believe me? Fine, let's make a bet. Whoever has got the longes moustache at the end of the exam period wins." He stretched out his hand towards Remus. The other hesitated for a moment and then grabbed it with a sigh.

"Fine, I guess it won't hurt. If that makes you shut up about the hair."

"It won't." Remus surpressed a smile. Sirius was so bloody stubborn and he loved it.

**

Two weeks had passed and Remus had cultivated a pretty sightly moustache. It was starting to get into his mouth while eating and he thought he looked ridiculous, but that was not important, because he was winning. This might be his only opportunity to win something against Sirius and he could not let that chance slip. While his opponent did have some growth, it was merely a stubble. A pretty hot looking stubble that made Remus wonder what it felt like to brush over with his lips...an unwelcome distraction during this time of the year, when exams drew closer and Remus anxiety levels were at an all time high.

The last weeks of the term were spent in the usual whirlwind of exams, study sessions and the plotting of this years final prank. The last prank of the year had always been a special occasion for the marauders and kept Sirius and James busy while Peter and Remus desperately tried to cram the class contents of the past year into their heads. The only noticable difference this year was that they had been joined by Lily Evans and because Lily was sitting in the library, James was sitting in the library. And because James wss sitting in the library, Sirius was sitting in the library, showing only vague interest in the books strewn across the table and instead busying himself with shooting little paper balls in the hair of Severus Snape, who was sitting across them, facing away.

"How many do you think I can do before he notices?"

"I'd be disappointed if you couldn't at least do fifty." Sirius and James shared a mischievous look. Another paper ball whirred through the air before it hit Snapes head and got stuck in the greasy strands of his black hair. Lily looked up from her book, disgruntled.

"Can you stop that? It is really distracting."

Sirius rolled his eyes and sighed but put his wand down.

"What else am I supposed to do?"

"Study. How about that. This is a library after all," she replied sharply. Sirius snorted.

"Why should I? I already know all of that and the actually interesting stuff is locked away over there." He looked wistfully over to the forbidden section.

"Oh," Sirius eyes fluttered shortly before he regained his usual nonchalant demeanor. "You've really got her wrapped around your finger, huh? Prefect boy." Sirius smirked and grabbed the keys from Remus hands. The brief brushing of their fingers made Remus breath hitch a little. He watched Sirius saunter towards the forbidden section, not without casually pushing Snapes face down into his book in passing. He dragged his eyes away from Sirius figure and turned back to his book. He could feel Lily nudging him under the table, seeing her wiggling her eyebrowes from the corner of his eye. This had to end.

"I could get you some books from there if you want to. McGonnagall lend me the keys," Remus pitched in, dangeling the keys over the table. Sirius turned to him, a look in his eyes that Remus couldn't quite discern. It was almost soft.

**

The final exam came and went and finally, the final day of the challenge was upon them. Remus spend a little time in the morning to examine his moustache and was overall quite happy with it. He had almost reached two centimeters and was absolutely certain that Sirius did not. He had seen the pathetic stubble yesterday after all.

So you could imagine his surprise at the breakfast table, when he saw Sirius and James walking in, a thick layer of black hair covering the top lip of the former.

"What on earth?!"

"Wow, padfoot how did it grow so fast?" Peter admired.

"It is not real." Remus claimed.

"Of course it is! Here, touch it." Sirius leaned down to Remus offering his face. Remus heart did a complicated maneuver in his chest but he did not have time for this now. How had this happened? Sirius must have cheated! He gingerly pulled on one of the hairs. It was surprisingly soft. And definitely attached to Sirius face. He crossed his arms.

"What did you do? Is that a spell?"

"A potion," announced James proudly. One of my dads. We brewed it ourselves." He looked over to Lily, hoping to impress her with his potion expertise. Lily only raised an eyebrow.

"You brewed it youself? Oh my, whatever could go wrong with that."

"Relax Evans, it clearly worked, didn't it," Sirius said while sinking into the chair next to Remus, turning towards him. "Guess that means I won."

"You cheated!"

"We never said, how you have to grow the beard. Only to grow it." Remus huffed.

"I cannot belive you would be so...thats such a Slytherin thing to do." He immediately regretted his words when he saw the look on Sirius face.

"No that's not what I meant, I'm sorry," he quickly backpaddled. The hurt glimmer in Sirius eyes searing in his heart. "I just, it was just a little unfair." His voice was small now. He didn't mean to. Sirius let out a breath next to him.

" 's fine," he said toneless and started piling toast on his plate.

"Right." James slapped the table, trying to relieve the tension. "So who is exited for the final day of school? I wonder if anything interesting will happen today." He smirked. Lily sighed and put down her cup of tea.

"What will it be this year? Flooding the dungeouns? Tying ribbons on the whomping willow? Or vanishing all the doors again, locking everyone out of class?"

"I could imagine worse than the last one," said Peter. James shook his head and grinned brightly at Lily.

"Just you wait, it is a surprise."

They finished their breakfast and started to get up for class when Remus noticed something.

"Is it just me or did it get even longer?" he asked, pointing at Sirius moustache, which was now hanging down the corners of his mouth. Sirius reached up to touch it and James turned towards him to check.

"Oh yeah, looks like it did. Weird. It should have stopped after the first 20 minutes." Lily pressed her lips together, half annoyed half amused.

"I bet you got the potion wrong." James waved off her concern.

"Ah, I'm sure it will stop growing in a sec."

**

James was wheezing. Peter was giggeling. Remus and Lily tryed their hardest to keep a straight face and to not burst in to laughter as well. Prof. Hawthorne, their current DADA teacher, was the only one not amused.

"It is hardly against any dresscode, Professor. I am a wizard after all! You of all people should understand." Sirius twirled the right strand of his moustache around his finger. Silky black hair coiling around it multiple times.

"It is a distraction for the rest of the class!"

"And since when is it a students fault if others are distracted by their apperance? If my mere existence in your classroom serves as a sufficient distraction, maybe your teaching method is lacking." Prof. Hawthornes face turned red.

"Unbelievable! Out!" he yelled pointing towards the door. Demonstratively slow Sirius got up and gathered his things. When he had finished packing his back he turned to to Prof. Hawthorne.

"I will file a discrimination suit. You will be hearing from me," he stated, mockingly imitating his mothers voice. And, after dramatically flipping his moustache back over his shoulders he marched out of the classroom, slamming the door behind him.

Remus buried himself in his book, one hand over his mouth to muffly his laughter.

The rest of the day was spent in similar fashion. Sirius beard kept growing and growing, much to the entertainment of the other students and the dismay of the teachers. Sirius would amuse his classmates by empathically pushing the two tendrils behind his ears, whenever he had to read something out if his book and while he strode through the hallways, James and Peter walked behind him, carrying his moustache so it wouldn't drag on the floor.

The focus on Sirius luscious locks was briefly interrupted during lunch, by the excited and amazed calls of some students. Suddenly, the stone floors of the ground floor where covered in an ocean of pink and purple flowers. Lily gasped in awe.

"Irises and primroses. Your favorites." James smiled proudly and Sirius rolled his eyes, fondly smirking. Lily turned towards her boyfriend.

"That was the prank? You did that...for me? How do you even know what my favorite flowers are?"

"You mentioned it once in 2nd year during botany," James replied and sheepishly rubbed his neck. Lily shook her head smiling.

"You're a git, you know that?" She kissed his cheek. James grinned over both ears. Sirius groaned.

"Alright enough with the sap. Prongs, when you're done being lovey dovey I might have an idea for a prank that isn't unbearably cheesy."

"I like the sound of that," James perked up.

"I don't," Remus and Lily sighed at the same time. The two prefects exchanged defeated glaces.

"This is an awful idea," hissed Remus into Sirius ear. "What if he falls down?"

"He won't. He's got his broom with him, just in case," Sirius whispered back. They were standing on the astronomy tower, barely paying attention to their professors musings. It was late in the evening and you could already make out the waxing moon in the darkening sky. Remus winced at its sight. He was not looking forward to next week. Meanwhile Sirius tried to, as inconspicuously as possible, throw his moustache over the balustrade. Lily was watching them with concern.

"Are you not worried that he will pull you over the railing?" Remus asked, worries unstilled.

"Sticking spell," said Sirius and pointed at his feet. "Should keep me up here." Remus still wasn't convinced.

"What about your neck? James is quite heavy, I think you are underestimating how dangerous this is." Sirius smirked at him.

"Are you worried about me, Moony?" Sirius was just teasing but Remus could still feel his face flush.

"I just think this is stupid. And unnecessary."

"It will be hilarious. Trust me...Oh, there he is." Sirius waved down into the darkness below. Followed my a thumbs up towards James, who, many meters below them, was getting ready for his rapunzelesque ascend.

Sirius had in fact underestimated James weight and had to, still trying to remain innocuous, brace himself with his whole strength against the balustrade of the tower. Lily snorted a laugh which she quickly tried to pass off as a sneeze. Remus pressed his lips together, trying not to grin. As funny as this was, he stood by his point. Sirius seemd like he had to use equal parts of energy to keep himself from toppling over and to stop himself from bursting out into laughter. Remus had stepped closer, to obscure Sirius a little from the sight of the professor. He could hear his friend giggeling behind him.

"Remus," Sirius pressed out "I fear you might have been right about that one." Quietly laughing he pressed his forehead against Remus shoulder.

"How far until he's up?" Remus asked, trying to ignore the sensation elicited by Sirius touch. Sirius carefully turned his head to peer down.

"Almost done," he wispered. "Thankfully. My neck hurts." Sirius started chuckling again.

"Mr. Potter!"

"Sir!" James calls in answer as he clumbers over the railing onto the tower, Fists still tightly wrapped around Sirius moustache.

"What in the universe is this about?" The professor was absolutely unamused by the circumstances of James arrival. Remus and Lily fought tooth and nail to keep a straight face.

"You see, Sir, I happened to be a little late to class, absolutely my bad I apologize, and running up all these stairs would have taken ages. So my good friend Sirius here," he slapped Sirius shoulder "offered to help me out by giving me a lift." There was a short pause, before Sirius and James could not stand it any longer and burst out into fits of laughter. Lily turned her face away, to hide her laugh.

"This will have consequences! After class you two will report to your house teacher immediately!"

**

Professor McGonnagall looked at them tiredly.

"Mr. Potter. You climbed the astronomy tower using Mr. Blacks moustache as a rope," the corners of her mouth twitched. "Is that correct." Sirius and James nodded sheepishly.

"I have to say, I expected more if you at your age. You are both legal adults!" The two boys exchanged a look. Each of them trying not to laugh again.

"What is going on whith your beard anyway, Mr. Black?"

"Oh this old thing," Sirius nonchalantly threw his moustache around his neck like a scarf. "I find it quite fashionable. Don't you agree Professor?" Professor McGonnagall shook her head.

"It is not my job to judge my students fashion choices. And, considering this is the last day I will let you off with a warning. But this thing," she gestured at Sirius beard, "better be gone by tommorow, lest I overthink my decision. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Professor."

"Now off to your dorm. You've got a long trainride ahead of you tomorrow."

**

"I can't believe she just let you off like that."

"Hey! You should be happy for me! Also, this was hilarious. One of the best, non-magical ones we've pulled off so far."

Sirius and Remus where standing in the washroom getting ready for bed. Sirius had tied his moustache behind his head, so it wouldn't get in the way while brushing his teeth. He now opened the knot and looked wistfully at the strands that were pooling next to his feet.

"McGonnagall said I have to cut it off. Such a waste. We will never find out how long it would have gotten."

"I think it is good, that it's coming off. You could strangle yourself in your sleep with this."

Sirius chuckled. "Still concerned about me?" Remus rolled his eyes. Sirius turned towards him.

"Will you do me the honours? Since you won, I suppose..." Remus raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I won?"

"Well, yeah. I mean this was fun and all but it technically was cheating. So, you won. Now will you free me of this beard or do I have to do everything by myself here?"

"Yes, wait." Remus quickly pulled out his wand, activating the shaving spell. "Hold still." He carefully moved his wand towards Sirius upper lip and began to shave. Absentmindedly his left hand wandered to Sirius chin, holding it to keep his head from moving. He realised too late, how close they were. Sirius looked at him with a gaze that Remus couldn't read. The ceiling lights reflected in his grey eyes, making them shimmer even more than usual. Remus could feel his soft skin under his fingertips, the warmth radiating off of him. If he leaned just a little closer, he could... He quickly pulled away. His heart beating hard in his chest. He cleared his throat.

"Happy?" Sirius slowly turned to the mirror.

"Yeah, thank you," he answered softly, turning back to Remus. They spent a minute too long, looking at each other, before Remus forced himself to turn away.

"I should...I should get rid of mine too. Now that this is over." He gestured at his own moustache and quickly shaved it of, sending a shower of short hair into the sink. Sirius scoffs and flicks his wand.

"Evanesco!" The cut off hair vanished from the sink and the ground. "See how easy that was?" Remus groans, relieved about the change of vibes.

"I'll do better next year, I promise."

[immortalbutterflycos]

hi!! 5 and 21 for regulus please <3

Aye Yooo!! (Thank you~)

Those are really good ones too!

5- I actually have a few songs that come to mind for Regulus because I am low-key (high-key) obsessed with making playlists for my various WIPs. So here's just my top 5 (because I have to limit myself here...) and why:

Regulus - ONEWE First of all, the title obviously XD. But aside from that, it's so pretty too! and I looked up the English translation and there's this one line that kills me,

"I'm withering, but you don't be withering Remember me even when I'm gone, yeah, just a little selfishly This star is precious a living and breathing memory Even if it's far away from the earth"

2. Reckless Driving - Lizzy McAlpine & Ben Kessler The StarChaser vibes are simply immaculate in this song.

3. Lonely Star - Oh Wonder Honestly, this one kind of speaks for itself (ToT) 4. Hymne a l'amour - Edith Piaf What can I say? Solmussa's Only the Brave rewired my brain. I listen to this song all the time.

5. Stay - Phemiec This one also have fantastic Starchaser vibes and honestly Phemiec's songs from this album are all in my playlist for The Art of Running for Our Lives. The lyrics, "She made it okay to not be okay. She made me believe that someone would, that someone could Stay" just really hit hardest with a pleasant mix of Black Brothers angst and StarChaser <3 21- I think that my favorite thing to do while writing Regulus is to give him some sort of obsession with the stars.

I know it's kind of a cliche answer, but I'm also the type of person who will step out of the house at 3 am to just look at the sky for a second and exist in that space for a little bit. I love the stars so much and my biggest dream is to go to one of those Dark Sky Conservatories and my goal is to project that onto Regulus and Sirius in anyway possible. <3

I also love writing him to be happy. I put this man through absolute hell because the more they hurt, the better the comfort. (and since I'm a slut for happy endings and hurt/comfort, it just makes all the pain so much more worth it! My least favorite thing..? I'm not gonna lie, I actually really love writing Regulus. I find it a lot easier to write from the perspective of a character with a lot of emotional depth and trauma than anything else. Oddly enough, because of this, I actually struggle a bit more with writing James.

I guess if you'd like another answer, it would be smut. Not because I don't like it, but because the last time I wrote a full smut scene was on Wattpad when I was in high school. Which I graduated from in 2016. 😂 (The worst part is that it still exists on the internet forever. 😔)

[roalinda]

Contribution to @prongsfoot-microfic

May 5 : Orange

A/N : I don't ship drarry. I don't ship Harry with anyone to be honest. He is here because I need him to be. xD also this is my first try in present tense, so I apologise in advance if it sucks.

***

James stares.

Yes, yes. Staring is rude. He knows it. He has been trying to drill it into his son's thick skull for years and now he is doing the exact same thing. But who can blame him?

There, in front of him on their fancy crimson sofa is Draco Malfoy in an extremely ugly neon orange robes accompanied with a pair of pink gloves which are supposed to complete his dashing look. He is fidgeting with the top of his wand, trying to hide it's snake handle and James would have laughed if he wasn't in an absolute shock.

Then there is Sirius. 

He is in full Black mode, cold and emotioess, his handsome face is so stony that James shudders. His husband can be very scary when he wants to. Make no mistake, it's hot and kinky in bed but other than that, let's say Merlin mercy.

"Why are you here, little Malfoy?" Sirius asks icily and James winces, innerly praising Malfoy for not running away like he is about to be bitten by a werewolf.

"I'm here to ask for your permission to date Harry." 

Unfortunately James is too busy praying Godric and Salazar to bestow him the gift of colour blindness to jump at Malfoy's throat. At least he has Sirius for it, although seeing him dealing with another Black is quite frightening and a bit amusing. James is not used to this side of Sirius since he had never had the pleasure of meeting his husband's family.

"and why should we grant you such permission?" 

"Because I love your son." 

James takes pity on Malfoy, he sincerely does. If he was  the receiving end of Sirius' cold eyes, James would have needed all his Gryffindor courage to survive, that's for sure.

"Do you think I would have let you set a foot in this house if you didn't?" Sirius' tone is not pleasant. "Let me rephrase it, do you expect us to permit someone whose sense of fashion is worse than a house elf date our son?" 

James nearly spits out his coffee on Malfoy's face, nearly being the keyword. Fortunately he doesn't. Thank Merlin for small mercies. He really should stop sitting in front of the guests.

Malfoy's pale cheeks are flushed and James clears his troath before something disastrous happens. He understands the protectiveness, he wants to choke Malfoy as well, but that brutal sarcasm of Sirius' is probably too much for the pampered little Malfoy. 

"All my robes are either silver or green. I didn't want to hurt your Gryffindor eyes Dear Sirs, but golden and crimson were out of question as well, eventhough I wanted to please you. These were the closest colours." 

James can't decide if the boy is brave or stupid to talk and hold Sirius' gaze like that. He is ready to jump in between them in case Sirius decides to hex Malfoy when shock hits him.

"Very brave of you to talk back with that Slytherin tongue of yours. You must have gotten it from your mother." 

Well, the Black problem is fixed now it seems. But that doesn't mean the Potter side is fixed as well. 

"Show me all your wand tricks, Mr. Malfoy. Let me see if your skill is worth my son's time," he says silently, rolling up his sleeves and picking up his wand.

This time Sirius winces. 

[the-me-in-my-dreams]

These are so incredibly deeply old drawings and my style has changed so much since then xD It was also a simpler time before all the crap with Rowling and I know that's soured so many on Harry Potter and I don't blame them. But I found these again and really wanted to share.

Anyway, a long, long time ago, I made up an AU where everything was the same, but Harry was one of triplets, with a younger sister and brother, Heather and Henry. He was still The Boy Who Lived and the one Voldemort went after but now he didn't grow up totally alone (and the Dursley's had to put them in the second bedroom sooner as three kids no matter how scrawny arnt gonna fit into a broom closet)

Harry was the balance between the shy Heather and the brash Henry. Where as Harry responds to confilict with snark, Henry hits back literally, and Heather tries to stay out of it and usually ends up patching the boys up after. Throughout the series the other siblings would learn both restraint and courage as Harry grows as well.

The boys ended up in Gryffindor together while Heather went to Hufflepuff, the first time they'd ever really been separated, and its a bit hard for all of them. But they still stay close throughout their school days (I felt in this hypothetical version of the books this would give us an excuse to actually see the Hufflepuff dorms in canon. Plus, logistically, they really wouldn't all end up in the same house)

Harry still gets very into Quidditch, Heather turns her talent at patching up her brothers (mostly Henry) to Herbology and wants to become a Healer at St Mungo's. Henry for all his boldness is actually afraid of heights (and dogs, blame Sirius startling him as a baby) and its Malfoy sending him off on a broom after he tries to get back Neville's rememberall in their first lesson and Harry having to save him that gets Harry's flying noticed. But Henry takes this as a point to improve his ability to fight in the magical world and actually gets really into dueling (he's incredibly disappointed by Lockheart's Dueling Club and tries to get it going for real after).

In year one Heather solves the Devil's Snare trial, and the troll is still awake in this AU and Henry gets to fight it (having learned from their first battle in the bathroom) but also gets knocked about so Heather stays behind to get him and Ron patched up with Hermione so Harry still faces Voldemort alone.

Henry also gets Petrified in book 2 after a fight with Harry which gives Harry even more personal incentive to track the true Heir down and stop them. Heather stays with him and Hermione in the Infirmary trying to help Madame Pomfrey.

Henry is both pleased to find out he doesn't need to make up his exams when he's de-petrified, and furious that he missed out on the chance to punch a giant snake. Or Voldemort. Or both.

Book Three sees Henry not letting Snape get off with trying to posion Neville's toad and calling him out on his crappy behavior.

Henry, being the actual spitting image of James with no Lily's eyes to even remotely stave Snape's loathing actually almost gets himself hexed pretty bad when Snape, letting his emotions again get the better of him, agrees to duel a /thirteen/ year old out-of spite (and the chance to bully James Potter in miniature)

Luckily Dumbledore steps up for once as an actual sensible adult and chews Snape out hard for it.

Henry loses sooo many points for Gryffindor over the years with his Cast First Think Second tendencies. He would get detention byt that would mean Snape would have to be in the same room with him for even longer, and Henry doesn't grit hisbteeth and shoot out one sarcastic comment like Harry does, he talks and constantly.

Snape avoids looking at or interacting with Heather at all costs. His policy seems to be torment Harry and Henry and ignore her existence as much as possible. (This was mostly kid me playing with "How would Snape change with Mix and Matched Potter-Evans traits--oh and Albus Potter is not named after Snape in this for sure :p )

I had the whole Canon Divergance AU planned out, down to what happened to each of them after Hogwarts (and a few fun AU AUs, like one where the kids are lovingly raised by Wolfstar instead of the Dursley's, and a The Potter Parents Live one thstvwas just domestic fluff) but this was all the art I did that I could find. So I'll end with the triplets asking their newly aquired Godfather a pertinent question:

Harry:" Hey if you're our Godfather...then you can answer a Really Important Question for us"

Sirius: "Uh, sure. What is it?"

All Three: " Who's the Oldest?"

(This is something they argue about constantly as kids anytime they want to Pull Rank and Harry is rather smug to find out its him x)

[magicalyaku]

Happy new year! After the slump of the previous months and my last artist alley of the year, I finally had a lot to read in December! I bought so many books in November, I had to get at least through a few in order to include them in my yearly awards. xD Work was still shit but reading was fun again. :D

Dark Heir (Dark Rise 2) (C.S. Pacat): This was my last book of 2023 and easily my most anticipated. And did it deliver! Left me emotionally devastated for days! xD Seriously, I don't want to know what my neighbors thought what was going on, in case they heard me going "Aaah! No! No no no nooooo! Kya! NOOOO!!" during two certain scenes. /D The nice thing about this series is that I have absolute faith in Pacat's ability to write it well und give me an outcome I am satisfied with. I mean, go look at Captive Prince. The way the relationship between Damen and Laurent develops (even after MAJOR shit going on between them!), the political threads and all that, it's just done very well. And now, here's the Dark Rise series and I sit and watch the spiral of doom the characters are caught up in it and apart from maybe Sinclair not a single one of them is fully good or bad. And it's sooo interesting (and emotionally devastating)!! Hng!! I would actually like to write much more about what I loved and suffered through, like the whole thing with the Visander situation and how Sarcean made all of his worst enemies because he just couldn't keep it in his pants. And James. James. And Cyprian! And everything. But I can't because whenever I try I still feel the excited giggles in my brain and can't have a coherent thought. It's great, but also ... Hnggg!!

The First and Last Adventure of Kit Sawyer (S.E. Harmon): This was fun! At some point early on I looked up what other books the author has written and it's more than ten and I thought "Yes! It feels like being written by someone with a lot of writing experience!" There's just something about the liveliness of the characters and the dialogues. Also so much adventure with a slightly different flavor than usual being set in the jungle and all, I loved it.

By any other Name (Erin Cotter): I wonder why all of my historical fiction books are set in England. This is another highly adventurous story. I was a bit surprised as one thing that's mentioned in the summary already only appears like after half the book. But other than that it was pretty good. It has spies and theatre and pretty nice characters. And I did not anticipate everything that happened which is good!

Wren Martin Ruins it all (Amanda deWitt): The author's previous book Aces Wild: A Heist was one of my top books in 2022, this one does not quite reach those heights but it was still very good and very enjoyable. Wren is such a messy and fun character. As reader I absolutely knew what was going on and who was writing with whom but it was nice to follow the characters' path to awareness. In a way Wren's aceness is not as heavy as in other books (see the next one for instance) but at the same time it deals with a few of the social issues a_spec people are faced with which was nice.

Just Lizzie (Karen Wilfrid): This is a middle grade book about a girl coming to terms with being ace. The heroine has a really nice character arc. And the other characters are sometimes what you expect them to be and sometimes they are not. And maybe … that's ok, right? And I loved it and I cried through half of the book. I guess, it hit home a little more heavily than I expected. :'D (Like that one time where Lizzie is wondering how she will spent Christmas when her parents aren't around anymore? Haaa. It had just been Christmas when I read this and I'm in my 30ies and my Dad is above 70 now so that is a concern I actually have, you know. It's not nice to be reminded. :'D) It's a really good book, I think, thoughtful and well put together and empowering, too.

A Hundred Vicious Turns (The Broken Tower 1) (Lee Page O'brien): Now this was difficult. The cover is gorgeous. Easily my favorite one this year. I only lament that there's no real gold printed. The wasted opportunity. yAy The content is … difficult. I like the story on a whole. The premise and the magic system are really interesting. The characters … were interesting as well? They're fine, their motivations are not easily seen which, in a plot full of mysteries, is actually quite okay. I just didn't build the emotional connection. There's also a lot of anxiety, especially on Rat's part. There was one bit in the writing style that irked me a little. The overuse of pronouns. Because Rat was the only one with 'they' and in most scenes it was only one other person with them, so there often really long stretches where only the pronouns would be used instead of the names. It wa snot confusing because you could easily tell the characters apart, but it felt weird. I'm very used to reading the names a lot. Oh well. It's not a fun read, but it is intruiging and I will read the next volume to see where it goes.

A Magic Steeped in Poison (The Book of Tea 1) (Judy I. Lin): I managed to squeeze in a YA heroine inbetween all the gay boys! And I liked it better than most other female-led YA fantasies I read recently. Doesn't mean I loved it, but Ning was pretty okay as a heroine. The thing is, the circumstances under which I started this book weren't the best and that probabbly reflected on the whole experience. I picked up the German audiobook for a very long bus trip, but listened to it only later while doing some hours of very boring tedious work. The audiobook itself was okay, except that the reader could not decide how to pronounce some names. For instance, Kang was Kong first, then Kuang before she settled on Kang. And that kind of thing drives me mad. How am I to connect with a character when I am left this uncertain how their name is?! The German translation also decided to leave some of the names in English (especially the teas) which in my opinion doesn't make sense because why would the teas in Fantasy-China have English names when everything else is either translated into German or left Chinese? D: I couldn't stand it and finally switched to my printed edition (in English). /D It got better from there, but it's hard to forget the echo. As for the story, I don't really like court intrigues. Cruelty and injustice are just things I really struggle with to read about. (They make me angry and I don't want to be angry at my books.) But it never tipped over the edge into annoying area. I have the sequel at home as well, so I'll it. The covers are beautiful after all.

That was 2023! Next up is my big Best and Worst award ceremony! uAu~

[an-honest-puck]

a collection of viewing notes and highlights from Back to the Tutor because I don’t have the time to liveblog while watching but I do have thoughts

(seems fitting that today's viewing notes and highlights are from a women-led MMNI cast!!! 🙌🏽 Happy International Women's Day, babes!!! &lt;;3)

ah yes, Back to the Tutor a.k.a. Dave's audition tape to be the next James Bond XD

jokes, what I mean is: ytg (yeah the girls) baybeeeee!!!!!!!!

ayo big ups to the cast on this one!!!!!! I was shocked to see so few people in the cast compared to other nights (pandemic times, amiright) but hot damn what a brilliant story they weaved together!!!!

listen, I am all for Laura Kirman and Lauren Shearing romcom supremacy my dudes (gender neutral)

their love story was so friggin sweet!!! their scene on the mini-golf course and the awkwardness afterwards was so accurate and so endearing!!

Laura seems like such a load of fun - her grandiose entrance and that note she hit??????? queen shit!!!!!! excited to see more of her shenanigans!!!

and Lauren plays endearing characters so well how can you not love her????? but she's also equally loveable when she's being cheeky and causing mischief lololol

Ellie trying to be mean was so funny to watch lolol

like, she really went from 0 to 100 when she insinuated that her character pushed a grandma down the stairs XDD

Anna (Laura): You're a nasty, nasty woman!

Louise (Ellie): *desperately trying to wrap up her story arc because it's almost the end of the movie* And I'm not gonna learn my lesson! :D

Dave is in absolutely fine form and yes, I mean that in all definitions XD Dave really said as the token male of the cast tonight, I will be playing the boytoy to be ogled at, and you all have full permission to address me as such lmaoooo we appreciate your sacrifice, sir o7 /half-joking

no but for real, the man has range!!!!!!!! we love to see it!!!!!

hypermasculine James Bond to flamboyant best friend/sidekick character???? that's ✨range✨ baby

Bryony does what she does best: play an elderly person XD if I had a dollar for every elderly person I've seen her play, I'd have two dollars. it's not much, but it is odd that it's happened twice lololol

an absolute cracker of a character!!! such sassy lines and brutal advice!!! 😂 her scenes with Hen (yes, a wild Henry Lewis appeared via Zoom!!!!! it was delightful!!!! he's bloody brilliant!!!!) were so friggin sweet too omg!!!! <3

and oh my days her character ending!!!!! 😭 also, she had so many good scenes??????? but like, all of them did!!!!!!!

actually, this whole movie hit all the emotional beats incredibly well, it was magic!!!!!!!

perhaps somewhat to the detriment of the cast, with Oscar/Jono breaking character twice as he keeps an eye on them 😅 (which, mind you, was very sweet to see)

we love that moment when everyone's trying to figure out what the scene should be, so no one's actually on stage XD

Bryony: *starts to run on stage as the camera cuts away*

Oscar: Pause! Pause! Pause! *head in hands*

*cut to Bryony, sprawled on the floor as if she's fallen down the 2 steps of the stage and Dave midway through entering the scene*

*cut back to Oscar*

Oscar/Jon, somewhat nervously as he cranes his head around to look at the stage: Are you ok, Bry?

*a beat*

Bryony, offstage and cool as you like: Yes.

Oscar: Ok, good! Yes, yes, we carry on the movie- we carry on the movie- I really worried then! I really thought that we got two minutes in- gotta change the cast, got another one down- but no! It's fine! It's fine!

there is one big downside to this movie, and that is the smoke machine- terrible scene partner, never expected in the scene, always coming in too strong, 0/10 performance lmaooo

Oscar: Pause. And I think we have enough time for a final moment of performance from Bertie, who's desperately trying to work out how to signal that he wants to speak.

Hen really said "I got this, fam" and proceeded to straight up just tell Bryony to leave the room LMAO

ayo also huge kudos to Yshani and Richard for sneaking Bond music in whenever Dave- sorry, James Bond was in the scene XD

Marcus (Dave): Sorry, gals, but I'm back, and I'm pretty tired now! Alright, here we go! *proceeds to lead everyone through a ridiculously Zumba/aerobics-esque high energy dance while still looking like the most energetic person in the room*

Oscar, laughing: Pause! What I love is that obviously, when there's a song, there's a really clear moment when the song ends and we know that the movie's over. But with a dance, it's much harder to find that moment! But they do find that moment, before- because Dave does look very tired!

Marcus, voice breaking halfway through the sentence: Don't you worry, gals, I've got plenty in the tank!

*cue the music getting faster and the dancing getting faster*

and then Dave does a freaking cartwheel on the spot XD (ngl, I rated it - perhaps not in technique but geez the man has springs in his limbs lol)

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

In regards to the seven sentence tag game:

Let's see if I can manage this without going off into the entire plot of Gears of War and a comprehensive guide to the history, science, culture, society, and economic structure of the world of Sera. Or worse, start ranting about the themes of the story. 😅

So within the world of Gears there's a superweapon called the Hammer of Dawn. It's made up of a network of satellites that can rain down firey hell in concentrated bursts. It's a constant presence within the games, books, and comics and helps showcase the gray areas of humanity in a horrific but necessary way. Basically, big scary laser weapon from space. Not to be used lightly.

One of the bigger plot devices in Gears of War 5 is that they're trying to get the HoD back online. Most of the satellites have been lost, destroyed, or knocked offline and unreachable after the near apocalypse the world of Sera endured. The first mission in the game is to find and launch a working satellite. Unfortunately, one satellite is difficult to aim and doesn't cover a large surface area of the planet. One of the next missions you play is an evacuation of a COG settlement. Obviously things go wrong, things are looking bad and my poor sweet darling JD (James) fueled by guilt, pride, and fear decides to use himself as a targeting beacon for the HoD. It works until the satellite goes haywire and Baird no longer has control over it. And then everything goes to ratshit. JD gets hit with a blast that basically cooks him. He ends up severely wounded and in a coma for a while.

Now that you've got some knowledge to go off of this piece is a little bit of introspection on the relationship between JD and his father, Marcus. I'm kind of going for a "these are the times he remembers holding his son" thing. The first being only a few hours after JD is born. The next time being on JD's sixth birthday, only a short time before his mother's death, an event that drives a huge wedge between Marcus and JD. And the last being this moment when he has to drag his dying child to CASEVAC. I'm wanting to explore Marcus's guilt in not being there for his son and how he feels powerless as his little boy lies dying at his feet. One of Marcus's biggest issues throughout the entire series is his messiah complex. He believes it's his job to shoulder pain and suffering for everyone else. For him to be unable to do that for his own son has to feel like a major failure on his part. We don't really get a whole lot of this from Marcus's point of view within the game or the accompanying book. That's all mostly explored from Kait's perspective which is important and great, but poisonous relationships between parent and child are very important to me and I like to explore them in all their multifaceted detail.

So what did JD do? He lied. He put people that depended on him in danger. And he knowingly killed innocents. Eventually, his hubris caught up with him. And now his father has to face his own as they race for the chance to save JD's dwindling life.

And oops I rambled in your ask box. 🤦 Sorry.

Let's see if I can manage this without going off into the entire plot of Gears of War and a comprehensive guide to the history, science, culture, society, and economic structure of the world of Sera. Or worse, start ranting about the themes of the story. 😅

Me when I try to explain Ghostbur or Wilbur or Tommy or anything related to Dream SMP to someone who’s not in the fandom XD I usually end up going into a whole lotta detail lol—probably much more detail than is truly needed.

But it’s fun, so :D

Big scary laser weapon from space, gotcha!

NOOOOOOO JD *carefully covers him with a soft blanket and pats his head*

Ough… oh Deathy. One of my favorite things to read about is complicated relationships between family members. Oh gosh. Oh this fic sounds amazing oh my goodness. OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!

YEAHHHHHH FATHER-SON RELATIONSHIPS THAT ARE MESSY YES YES!!! I LOVE!!! OH MY GOSH YES!!!

You absolutely don’t have to apologize, my friend! Reading rambles is one of my favorite things to do :D And this story sounds sooooo good oh my gosh-

Now I’m curious: what do JD and Marcus act like? What are their personalities? Now that I know the backstory I’m very curious about other aspects of them :0

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Finished part 2 now as well.

And OH MY GOD. Otoya and good quality coffee?? I AM SOLD, MAH MAN HAHAHAHHA convinced me enough to have a cafe date with Otoya (i cannot believe I just said that). It's a Karasu fic, but OTOYA WTF I cannot with this guy for fucks sake. Also, yea Otoya don't give them your address, I will be going there XD

I have a feeling that EitaKen will somehow be referenced in our fic/make an appearance one way or another.

My oc for Blue Lock is an alcoholic and that scene is SOOOOO FUNNY XD

But oh- I was glad I read part 2 at home (i read part 1 in my office).

Also also, the struggle is real. Because that's exactly what I thought when I came to the blue lock fandom. I really was like "oh they're like brothers to me no i cant fall for any of them" AND THEN I DIIIIID. And to that, I felt like this song can be the OST of Karasu's version. I am literally crying in the end oh my god.

LMAOO otoya being a coffee snob just felt so right to me in that moment 😭 he’s the type to faint if you suggest making instant coffee to save time FJSJDSJ okay but hear me out it would be so fun to have a cafe-hopping date with him?? like going to a bunch of different cafes and rating all of them on their ambiance coffee food etc etc he’s such a chill guy it would lowkey be a blast 🥹 PLS but we must stay focused on karasu though 😩 HAHAH otoya has zero self preservation he’s fr just handing out his address to literally anyone that asks 😰 he’s definitely fallen for a scam AT LEAST twice in his lifetime

it’s not me if i don’t mention one of my other favs in every one of my fics HAHAH like so far i’ve managed to sneak otoya and yukimiya into my karasu fics, nagi into my isagi fics, and tabieita + hiori into my rin fic…it’s a game for me now 🤩 like “who gets to make a cameo this time 🤔” KFDKSDJSK

PLSSS DRUNK READER WAS MY FAV i myself text random people when i’m drunk so i was giggling making her be like “omg who should i call now??” because that’s my exact thought process…sadly the people i end up talking to are never as sweet as karasu abt it 😔

i’ve never heard that song before but i just looked up the lyrics and yess it fits so well!! LMAOO omg i’m in your brain…i’m using my mind reading powers to write fics specifically tailored to you 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 that’s so real though because personally i knew i was going to like at least ONE of them but i fully expected it to be rin!! then at first i liked kunigami a lot but shortly afterwards i got hit by the nagi bus and the karasu train and now rin and kunigami aren’t even in my top five 😔💔 it’s so funny what characters end up growing on you!!

[cabeswaterdrowned]

ask game:

tsc (i’m sorry i always ask about them, my brainrot is strong and i love hearing your thoughts)

and community

don’t apologize pls lol I also am brain rotting hard and have few people to talk about it with so it’s appreciated :)

The Shadowhunter Chronicles

M/F OTP: there are others I really like or love in a more normal way, but Emma/Julian Will/Tessa and Jem/Tessa are the ones that hit on another level for me emotionally, I’m clinically insane about them. Also it’s a bit hilarious to think about, since this was formative media for me (I first read TID in late elementary/middle school and TDA as they were coming out in high school) how my taste in ships generally speaking was shaped… like if you look at pairings I gravitate towards in other fandoms since there are def patterns xd. The impact!

Other M/F ships I have love for (including this category because ik i don’t talk about them as much and in another fandom where I had less dynamics I’m super fond of to choose from I could have placed them in that first category think of them as like second tier Otp’s for me ): Mark/Cristina, James/Cordelia, Simon/Isabelle (last one also was formative they were thee hot girl/soft boy nerd ship to me in middle school. But it has been a while so unsure if they’d hit the same on reread, they are the tmi couple I would most like to see in the better in black collection though!)

M/M OTP: Jem/Will! And then follow up Kit/Ty Surefire ways to get me invested in a ship: they do necromancy together, meet cute with a knife to the throat, they break up without ever dating. Triple check.

F/F OTP: along those lines it’s Lucie x Grace literally the main reason I want to reread TLH (well I do also just want to see how it reads back to back and not broken up and I have other reasons but like. Those are less important) is to be able to properly write fic about them, like it genuinely pisses me off this fandom is so boring and tasteless I can’t believe I actually miss the legacies fandom they were annoying as hell but at least they understood that when women do dark magic together it’s polite to write detailed analysis of how gay they are 😭. The way I know cc has seen Buffy too like flop. Also it just fits archetypes of antagonistic femslash I tend to love in general see: Julia/Marina Aria/Alison Elena/Rebekah and more

OT3: Herongraystairs and then Kierarktina

Friendship OTP: Tessa & Magnus + Will & Magnus! And for familial relationships I adore all The Blackthorn siblings in TDA and their dynamics but especially Julian and Mark’s relationship is v compelling to me and I also love Cordelia and Alastair’s relationship v much it was my favorite overall development in TLH. And then for psuedo familial dynamics I Love Charlotte’s relationships with Tessa Jem Will and Jessamine. her relationship with Jem might be my softest spot overall especially because they have moments in CP2 that make me go 🥺 but as a documented Tessa lover I adore how having Charlotte as a mentor figure effects her arc. So those are my favorites Ik I failed at picking just one. Oh I also adore Emma and Cristina’s friendship although I also sometimes ship them romantically

Canon OTP: Blackstairs Wessa Jessa like I said

Crackship OTP: what even counts as crackship? I will admit that during my CP reread I did look up how many Will/Magnus fics there are on ao3 although I did not read them (there are 12 for inquiring minds).

Anti-OTP: The worst ship to me is Jordan/Maia but it’s been a long time so the vitriol has worn off and I don’t have another solid notp besides them but the other canon pairings I’m #unimpressed with are Clace Ghostwriter and Gracetopher … Lucie/Jesse probably irks me the most these days because I actually want to like them because the concept is so good but the execution falls flat for me and I really like Lucie and want someone more interesting for her (like Grace lol.)

Community

M/F OTP: ultimately when I’m actually watching the show it’s Jeff/Britta love their emmaxknightleycore vibes. But I did get really into Abed x Annie at one point and even wrote some fic about it over quarantine (when I first got into Comm) so I have a soft spot for that concept too

M/M OTP: Troy/Abed. They of course are The otp of the show.

F/F OTP: not really otp status but well I did write this Annie x Britta Carmilla Au: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27728689?view_adult=true

(I orphaned that account post quarantine)

OT3: Troy/Abed/Annie

Friendship OTP: I mean all the study group dynamics but I especially have soft spots for Annie and Troy + Abed and Britta moments

Canon OTP: Jeff/Britta

Crackship OTP: what even counts as crack …

Anti-OTP: I just don’t like Jeff/Annie I used to viscerally hate it these days I’m just like. It’s not for me lol.

[lilacella]

After they had returned to the castle, things changed. In the beginning, they would still kiss and cuddle like they used to last year but Sirius could feel James slowly pull away. Their kisses became shorter and when he tried to reach for James' hand now, James would suddenly busy it with something else. It stung, but James didn't have to do any of this. It wasn't like they were a couple.

This isn't really smutty but there is definitely some mature content in here, so minors beware! Not a lot though. It's basically like one paragraph, so nobody get too excited xD

Reindeer Games

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Chapter 4/5: Summer after 5th - 6th year

"I certainly will not!" Sirius threw down his fork with a loud clank. His mother shot him a sharp look.

"You will," his father said sternly.

"You should be grateful, she is quite pretty," said Regulus, impaling a potato on his plate.

"Then you go get fucking engaged to her!" Sirius hissed furiously at his brother. He could hear his pulse rushing in his ears. They couldn't do this. They couldn't, right? You can't just get engaged against your will, can you?

Katarina Tomova, the daughter of an influential Bulgarian pure blood politician. Of course father would want to tap into his connections and what better way to establish a good relation than to wed each others offspring. But Sirius would not be a pawn in his fathers game. 

His mother glared at him.

"Behave yourself, Sirius. Your brother is too young to get engaged and you are becoming of age soon. As the oldest son it is your duty to uphold the bloodline!"

Sirius threw himself back in his chair, crossed his arms and snorted.

"You can't make me."

"Stop being ridiculous, boy, this is an honor." Orion Blacks voice filled the room with a deep thunder. Calm, but menacing none the less. He fixated Sirius with his eyes. Usually, he would have turned away now but today he didn't.

"I will not marry her," Sirius growled, holding his fathers gaze.

"It is time for you to grow up. We have spent enough time watching your childish behavior, sullying our blood by mingling with traitors and half-bloods. I will not permit this to go any further. Marriage will finally knock some sense into you."

Sirius blood was boiling. Knock some sense into him. These Bastards...

His father continued. "We have arranged a meeting for the upcoming weekend. The engagement will take place in late August - lest you embarrass us." Orion fixated Sirius with a look that left no doubt that he better not be doing that unless he wanted to suffer some grave consequences. But Sirius didn't care about consequences right now. He jumped up from his chair, slamming his hands on the table causing a cacophony off clinking dishes.

"Fuck you! I will not get fucking married so you can get invited to some facist circle jerk group!"

His mothers spell hit him almost immediately. Sirius body slammed back into the chair, his joints locking painfully into the perfect right angles of an upright sitting position.

"Silencio!" She yelled and Sirius last option to protest was taken. Her gleaming eyes met the fury in his, but only briefly, before she turned back to her husband and younger son in an almost sickeningly sweet tone.

"We shall have a quiet dinner from now."

"Thank you, dear," Orion replied, without a trace of fondness in his voice.

Sirius had been sitting in his chair for three hours, twenty three minutes and eight seconds. He had been staring at the hands of the big grandfather clock in the dining room, since his mother had hexed him. It was the only way he could somehow control his tumultuous emotions. He hated it, when she did this. And she knew that. It was one of the few punishments that actually worked, that actually affected him.

Being forced to sit still for hours, unable to leave, unable to scream. And Merlin, did he want to scream. The darkness was creeping into the room as the summer sun set outside, pulling away the last traces of light around him, drenching him in shadows.

Sirius tried to keep calm. Take deep breaths and just watch the clock. Three hours, twenty four minutes and thirteen seconds. That meant only three hours, thirty five minutes and fourty seven seconds until the spell would finally let up. He could do that. He had done it before. But his whole body hurt and it was getting dark and he was going to miss his call with James. Oh fuck, why did he think about that.

Tears welled in his eyes, one spilled and ran down his cheek, dripping onto his robes. His muted breaths were shaky. From his pocket he could hear James voice, muffled, saying his name. He couldn't do this.

Three hours, thirty five minutes and ten seconds later, Sirius could finally free himself. His body was stiff and ached from the prolonged static position. He carefully stretched out his shaky limbs, desperately trying to even out his breath, to stop fucking crying, before the Silencio would let up.

He felt nauseous. And all he wanted to do was to get upstairs, curl up in his bed and call James. But it was past midnight now and he could hardly expect James to be awake now. Maybe he'd try anyways.

He took another deep breath and wiped his face dry before he left the dining room. Of course his mother was waiting outside in an armchair. He knew she would, but it still startled him. The sudden light of the living room blinded his sensitive eyes.

"Ah, there you are. Have we come to our senses now? Or do you need a another treatment."

Sirius could feel a shudder of dread that extinguished the fire of defiance with a sharp fizzle. He bit his tounge and shook his head.

"Good." She got up and cupped his chin with her hand.

Don't touch me.

"Then up to bed with you. I made an appointment at Gamblets & Rigor for tomorrow morning. You will need representable robes for the weekend."

Sirius resisted the urge to rip his face out of her grip. His jaw was clenched so tightly, it hurt.

When she finally let go he stormed up the stairs to his room, almost slamming the door behind him but stopping it at the last second. He just couldn't deal with anymore today. He felt raw and tired and he just wanted to talk to James.

Actually, he didn't want to talk at all. He wanted James to hold him. Make him feel safe and okay like he always did.

Sirius dropped to his knees on the wooden floor and sobbed. He didn't care whether Regulus would hear him through the wall. He couldn't keep it together any longer.

They were really going to marry him to that girl. He couldn't let that happen. He couldn't let them take him to Bulgaria. He would have to figure something out. But what? He could simply not comply, simply refuse, but he had a really bad feeling about what his father might do if he went down this route. There were certain options to make people do things against their will and Sirius wouldn't put it past his father to use these extreme measures to get his way...

He could barely breathe. It felt like the walls of his room were closing in on him. He needed to get out.

Sirius knees slammed harshly onto the wet pavement. He had fucked up the inertia spell. Great. He looked up to the open window of his room, curtains flattering in the crisp night air. He swallowed his pain and got up. It was a long way to go to the Potters house.

When he finally arrived, he was soaking wet from the rain, his feet and wrists hurt from running as Padfoot for hours and his head was throbbing from the exertion. The dog crawled through the hedges into the backyard and barked. One time. Two times. Finally, a window opened and a familiar face poked out into the dim light of dawn. Sirius could have cried.

He turned back into human form and waved. James eyes widened in surprise and he waved back, before abruptly vanishing again. Sirius frowned, puzzled. Then, James reappeared. On his broom this time, maneuvering himself out the window and flying down towards him. When he landed on the wet grass he pulled Sirius into a tight embrace.

"Padfoot. What are you doing here? Are you okay?"

Sirius couldn't answer. He just buried his face in James pyjama top and sobbed.

"It's okay, you are safe now. It's all going to be okay, Pads," James traced gentle circles on Sirius' back as he held him, curled together on his bed. Sirius had changed into dry spare clothes and James had tucked him in tightly. He was feeling a lot better already but he still couldn't really will himself to speak. Maybe he had forgotten how to. He pressed himself closer to James with a whince. Pathetic, but that was what he felt like anyways right now. James gently stroked his hair and pressed a kiss on his temple. Sirius' heart fluttered and he suddenly couldn't breathe for entirely different reasons.

When James had kissed him the first time, Sirius had immediately become addicted to it. The blissful feeling of James soft lips connecting with his, the touch of his hands on his face. He felt safe and wonderful and like tiny little ants were running through his entire body, spreading from his chest. It was simply delightful. And exactly what he needed right now, to drive away the gnawing feeling of doom that had befallen him.

So he tipped his head upwards and gently pecked James lips. James immediately responded, cupping his face and kissing him deeply, their noses getting squished on each others faces. Sirius gasped inadvertently into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by how good it felt to finally be reunited with James. Being away from him for so long felt like torture.

"I don't want to go back," he finally croaked as they broke apart. James pushed a strand of hair out of Sirius' face, caressing his cheek with his knuckles.

"I mean...If you want, you could just stay here."

Sirius hadn't intended to run away for good. He really hadn't. He'd just needed to see James.

But the Potters were so sweet and so kind and the thought of leaving the comfort of being with James behind, to return to the awful place he used to call home, just to be potentially forced to marry some random pure blood girl in another country...impossible. So Sirius stayed.

The first couple days he was terrified that his parents might show up at the Potters door, demanding him to come with them,  but they didn't. Maybe they had given up on him now. Sirius wasn't sure how he felt about that. He should be relieved. Now he could finally be free. But it also stung.

Since he had left, Sirius' head had felt like it was wrapped in cotton. He felt like he was drowning in a lake of his own emotions, unable to truly pinpoint what they were, unable to swim. James was his lifeboat. He could cling onto him and then everything felt okay for a bit. So, eventhough the Potters had pretty much immediately turned the guest room into his room, he always stayed in James'. He didn't want to be away from him, even if the only thing separating them, were some walls. The two of them slept together every night; bodies tightly pressed together, spooning, hugging, on each others chest.

"Good night, Prongs." Sirius leaned over, kissed James on the lips and snuggled into the covers.

"Hey, wait, one more," said James sleepily and turned Sirius head back towards him. Their lips met once more, longer this time. James let out a content sigh and closed his eyes. Sirius heart was beating in his throat. He lifted his hand and gently traced James' hairline. Looking at James made him feel so full. Full of...something. It was good. Everything was good, as long as he was with James. As long as he could touch him and kiss him and fall asleep in his arms.

James' eyes opened again and he smiled at Sirius.

"I'm glad you're here, Pads. We'll never be apart again."

"You promise?"

"Promise." James pulled him closer.

I love you, Sirius thought, but quickly pushed the thought back into the darkness of his subconscious.

When they woke up Sirius face was still buried in the crook of James' neck, one leg thrown over his hips. It was nice and warm and cozy and Sirius could have stayed like this forever. James however seemed otherwise inclined and began to shift away from him. Sirius made a protesting noise.

"Sorry mate, I just need to get up."

"Hmmmm jus' five more min'n's," murmured Sirius, unwilling to let go yet.

"No, really Pads...I need to get up."

Sirius felt something press against his thigh. Oh.

He slowly lifted his head and smirked at his friend.

"Why? Do you have something you need to take care of?"

James blushed hard and cringed.

"Sorry...I..."

Sirius interrupted him with a kiss. He didn't know why. This was hardly appropriate right now. But we wanted to. James replied eagerly, immediately pushing his tounge in Sirius' mouth. Sirius could feel his blood rushing downwards. He was about to have a similar problem...

Things kind of escalated from this point. Suddenly, hips were grinding against each other while their lips remained interlocked, hands gripping onto each other with horny desperation, first syncing up and then speeding their rythm until they both collapsed into the blissful afterglow of their climax.

Their faces were just centimeters apart, noses still touching, still feeling each others breath. None of them said anything. Because what was there to say. Just two friends, helping each other out. Didn't have to mean anything. Could happen to anyone.

It wouldn't be the last time.

**

"So you ran away for good?" Remus asked while shoving his suitcase into the overhead compartment. Sirius nodded.

"Not going back there unless they drag me."

"I'm sure they will leave you alone. Why would they suddenly turn up now."

"And I won't let them drag you," said James and wrapped an arm around Sirius' shoulder. Sirius gave him a smile and then glanced back anxiously out the window, scanning the people on the station for the faces he feared to see. Remus sat down accross from him.

"Who knows," Sirius murmured darkly and rolled his wand between his fingers.

"You want some candy?" Peter offered him a handful. Sirius shook his head without really looking at the colorful assortment. James reached out and took one.

"When will this bloody train start?"

James squeezed him lightly.

"It will be okay, Pads. I'm here."

Yes. He was. Maybe it would be okay.

After they had returned to the castle, things changed. In the beginning, they would still kiss and cuddle like they used to last year but Sirius could feel James slowly pull away. Their kisses became shorter and when he tried to reach for James' hand now, James would suddenly busy it with something else. It stung, but James didn't have to do any of this. It wasn't like they were a couple.

Then the kisses stopped alltogether and Sirius started feeling weird whenever he initiated any of their usual intimacies. James still slept in his bed sometimes, but if he did, he would lay at the edge of the bed, barely touching him. Sirius felt like he was going through a cold withdrawal. He didn't know what that felt like of course, but he imagined it somewhat like this. It hurt. His head could barely function. He craved James so badly, but didn't dare to reach out, since James so clearly didn't want the same anymore. He had missed James dearly, when they had been apart but being this close and still unable to touch him like he wished he could - that was even worse. The worst part was that he couldn't even talk about it with anyone. Usually, if he felt like shit, he would've told James, but that was out of the question in this matter. James seemed to have enough of being this touchy with him. And Sirius was about to find out why.

"She said yes! She is going out with me! Padfoot, can you believe it?"

Sirius almost choked on his feelings, but still managed to muster a smile.

"Evans?"

"Yes, of course Lily! Who else do I like?"

Yeah. Who else.

"Congratulations, Prongs. Finally." Remus slapped James' shoulder with a smile. Sirius swallowed his raising bile.

"How did you manage to do that? I thought she didn't like you?"

James grinned brightly.

"Well, what can I say. Noone is able to withstand my charms!"

Right. Noone.

"You hexed her?" Peter was perplexed.

"What?!"

"You said 'Noone can resist my charms' so I thought..."

James groaned in annoyance.

"No, Wormtail! Not actual bloody charms! What kind of asshole do you take me for."

Quite one.

"So when will you go out?" Remus asked.

"Next weekend." James swayed giddily. "Oh! Pads, you've got to help me prepare!"

"Don't you think I've helped you sufficiently already?" Sirius couldn't hold the snarky words back. His chest was burning. James froze.

"What do you mean," he asked blankly. From the corner of his eye, Sirius could see Remus and Peter exchange confused glances. Sirius held James gaze for a couple seconds. Defiantly and yet at risk of losing himself in the soft, warm brown. His vision got blurry. He clenched his yaw and blinked the tears away.

"What do I mean?" He faked a genuine laugh. "You've spent the last four years pestering me about your date fantasies with this girl. Trust me mate, we went through everything there is to prepare for."

James relaxed a bit, though Sirius was sure James could tell what he had really meant. He had to know. Did he really not think about this at all? Did it not mean anything? Had they, after all, always just been friends?

James went out with Lily and it went great. Soon, it was her, who he was snogging behind the greenhouses. And Sirius had to listen to his detailed reports, late at night, laying in one of their four-posters. Their once safe little space had become a tourte chamber. Trapped, only inches away from James, having to hear him yap on and on about how pretty Lily was and how she had held his hand and how smart she was and how funny and on and on and on forever until Sirius felt dizzy from trying to keep himself from falling apart.

When James fell asleep next to him during one of these nights, Sirius would curl up against the wall and cry, face buried deep into his pillow, hoping that the feeling would pass as fast as it had started.

He could have said something, of course. He could have confronted James or at least banished him from his bed. He could have distanced himself, slowly pulling away - just like James had - until their friendship was nothing more than a distant memory that could no longer hurt him. Maybe he should have. But how could he?

He still needed James. He still loved James. And some - really confusing - part of him was even happy for him. Because James was happy. And Sirius wanted him to be happy, more than anything else. And if Evans made him so happy, he would listen to him as long as he needed to.

Sirius turned around and glanced at James' sleeping face, only illuminated by the few rays of moonlight passing through the gaps in the curtains. He looked so peaceful. Sirius carefully reached out and brushed his fingers over James' skin. He was barely touching him, but the feeling still tore him apart.

**

James going with Lily had become old news. She was constantly with him now and so Sirius could hardly avoid her if he'd wanted to. Luckily, they got along surprisingly well. And after Sirius had overcome the initial urge to hurl himself out of the window every time the two kissed in front of him, he hung out with the couple more often.

James still wrapped his arm around him sometimes while they talked or grabbed his hand to excitedly pull him towards something. But it meant nothing anymore. Sirius knew that now. Maybe it never had. But he also knew that it didn't matter. He could not leave James, couldn't stop being his friend. If he couldn't have him the way he wanted to, he'd just take what he could get. Even if it hurt. He'd rather spend an eternity suffering by James' side, than spend a minute without him.

[once-upon-an-imagine]

Say It - James Potter

A/N: So this was originally a prompt but it was too long because I rarely get to write for Jamie and I got really excited! I hope you loves like it!

Request - Anonymous asked: Hi love! Can I ask for a James Potter x reader with prompts: "I can't stand you!" "Then sit down." "Don't go on that date." "Why?" "You know why." "Say it." Where reader is in Slytherin, they are Quidditch rivals and enemies, maybe she's a Snape or Malfoy and they don't stand each other, are always fighting, but the Marauders know best although they know neither of you will admit there's something else. One day someone asks reader out, one Marauder hears and tells the others and that's when James snaps and realizes, please? Thank you!

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Warnings: jealous James? xD

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :) gif isn’t mine :)

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Say It

Even if your hands are shaking, and your faith is broken Even as the eyes are closing, Do it with a heart wide open, a wide heart Say what you need to say

You stretched your arm as much as you could, trying to grab the Snitch, and just as soon as your fingertips brushed it, you felt two strong arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you along with them. You managed to turn around to see the messy hair and the stupid arrogant smirk and the beautiful hazel eyes behind his glasses. But before you could even react to what was happening, you heard a Bludger crashing on James’ broom, making the two of you start to spin out of control. Screaming and, unconsciously hugging him closer, you braced yourself for the impact on the ground. Somehow, James had managed to turn the two of you around so his back would hit the ground first with a sickening thud as you landed on his chest with his arms still protectively around you. After the first impact, you started rolling around on the ground until James was on top of you. You both breathed heavily, looking intently at each other with your faces mere inches apart before you snapped out of it when you heard Madam Hooch’s whistle and calling for a time out.

“What the bloody hell, Potter?” you complained, pushing him off you and standing up. “What was that?!”

“That was me saving your life, love” James complained, standing up as well.

“Don’t call me that! And that was not you saving my life! That was you trying to do a completely illegal foul so I wouldn't get the Snitch!” you yelled as the rest of the teams landed beside the two of you.

“Seriously? You didn’t even notice it? You were flying straight into a wall, Malfoy!” he snapped back at you. “I can’t believe this is the thank you that I get for saving you!”

“This isn’t thank you!” you yelled, almost throwing yourself at him, but your brother stopped you. “This is the opposite of thank you, Potter!”

“Calm down” Lucius told you, pulling you away from James but you saw how much he was glaring at the bespectacled boy.

“Come on, Prongs. She’s not worth it, mate” Sirius said, trying to pull the other captain back.

“Are you two alright?” Madam Hooch said, approaching the teams with Madam Pomfrey close to her.

“I’m fine” James said quickly. Although you knew he wasn't. He couldn't be. You were sure at least three bones in his body cracked when you two landed.

“I’m alright” you said, still not taking your eyes off James. You were. No matter how much you hated James, you knew that he did his best to prevent you from hurting yourself when the Bludger hit you.

“Are you sure? That imbecile most likely injured you somehow-” your brother started but you stepped in front of him to prevent him from moving towards James.

“Lucius, I’m fine” you repeated, looking at him.

“Alright, if you’re both fine, we can resume the match” Madam Hooch said as she was about to blow her whistle once more.

“Actually” you said, making everyone turn to look at you. “That won’t be necessary” you smirked, unclenching your fist to reveal the Snitch in your hand, making everyone in the Gryffindor team glare at you, and everyone in the Slytherin team smirk as proudly as you were.

“No!” Sirius complained, fuming.

“You couldn’t have!” James said, walking over to you.

“As I said, Potter, that was you trying to do a completely illegal foul so I wouldn't get the Snitch, but I did” you said, waving the Snitch in front of him, whose cheeks and ears were matching the colors of his house now.

“You little-”

James was interrupted when Madam Hooch’s whistle sounded through the pitch, announcing that the match was over.

“SLYTHERIN WINS!” was heard through the speaker as you heard your house roar with excitement while everyone else complained and booed.

You kept on smirking at James, who looked like smoke was going to come out of his ears at any moment, and kept glaring at you, while you were suddenly lifted by the rest of your team and they carried you away.

After getting changed, you came out of your tent and looked around to see if you could still find the Captain of the opposite team anywhere around but you weren’t so lucky.

“Looking for Potter?” you heard Sev’s voice coming your way.

“What- no!” you chuckled nervously. He was the only one that knew. “W-why would I be looking for Potter, he’d probably kill me right now” you said as the two of you started walking towards the castle.

“Maybe because he saved you from crashing into a wall and falling to the floor breaking probably every bone in your body” he said casually.

“He didn’t save me” you tried to convince him. “He just wanted to get me away from the Snitch-”

“Fine, keep telling yourself that” he laughed.

“Just because you like one of the Marauders, doesn’t mean I do too” you smirked at him when his cheeks flushed.

“Shut up! People might hear you! And I do not like Lupin, we’re just friends-”

“Well, you’re more than Potter and I will ever be. He hates me” you sighed.

“Is that why we’re walking to the Hospital Wing while your brother is probably already throwing a party in our Common Room?” he asked, as you approached the entrance.

“Fine” you sighed. “I just want to make sure he’s okay. Cover for me with Lucius?” you smiled innocently at him.

“I always do” he said, rolling his eyes and walking away from you.

You took a deep breath and entered the Hospital Wing. You honestly weren’t entirely sure why you were here. You hate James Potter. Of course, you do. With his arrogant smile and his childlike behavior and his stupid beautiful hair that goes everywhere.

“Malfoy?” you heard him say once you walked inside. You instantly felt your cheeks burn when you saw his naked, muscular torso covered in bruises and his left arm bandaged to his chest. “What are you doing here?” he asked, putting his glasses back on.

“Um, I just… uh- are… you okay?”

“Aw. Malfoy, are you worried about me?” he asked, smirking.

“Shut up!” you sighed, rolling your eyes. “Why did you do that, Potter?”

“Did what?” he asked, trying to sound confused.

“You know what! Why did you pull me off my broom?”

“Well, obviously I wanted to prevent you from getting the Snitch” he said as if it was nothing.

“Really? You said it was because I was going to fly straight into a wall!”

“Well, of course I wasn’t going to just say that out loud if everyone was looking at me” he said in an obvious tone.

“James” you said in a soft tone, surprising him when you called him by his first name instead. “You got hurt because of me” you stated.

“I got hurt because we fell” he said as if it was obvious.

“Ugh, fine! Nevermind, I forgot you’re incapable of having a serious conversation” you said, turning around and you were about to leave.

“Malfoy, wait” he said, making you stop and look back at him. “You didn’t answer my question, love” he smirked again.

“Don’t call me love” you glared at him.

“Are you worried about me?”

“No! Why would I be worried about you? I can't stand you!"

"Then sit down" he smirked, patting the spot next to him.

“Ugh, stop smiling, it wasn’t that clever” you glared at him.

“Yes, it was. Why won’t you just admit it?”

“Why won’t you?” you said, erasing the smirk off his face. “That’s what I thought!”

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“Are you sure this is going to work?” Severus asked Remus.

“It has too. Those two are driving me insane-”

“Us. they’re driving us insane” Sirius added. “I mean, we’re joining forces with Snape! That’s how desperate we are” he rolled his eyes.

“I’m only here because Lupin made me. It’s not like I’d voluntarily join you, Black” he said, glaring at Sirius.

“Alright, I just heard that Rabastan asked Malfoy out” Peter said, walking over to the other three.

“So? He’s always asking her out-” Severus started.

“She said yes” Peter smirked, making the other three look between them.

“She did?” Remus said, happily and Peter nodded. “Hmm, I wonder how Prongs would feel about this” he said, looking back at Sirius who had the same smirk on.

“Well, there’s only one way to find out” he said, walking over to where the Quidditch Captain sat by himself in the Great Hall. “Hey, Prongsie” he said, sitting down next to him.

“Um, hello” he said, noticing Remus and Peter sat in front of him as well. “I was wondering where you guys were” he said.

“Well, we just happened to hear something about Malfoy” Remus started, catching his attention.

“Lucius?” James asked, uninterested.

“No” Remus glared at him. “The other one.”

“And Rabastan” Peter added.

“Lestrange?” James laughed. “Did he try to ask her out again?”

“He did” Peter nodded.

“And she said yes” Sirius said, making James choke on his food.

“She- uh- she what?” he said, coughing and grabbing his pumpkin juice.

“She said yes” Remus repeated. “We just saw her making her way to Hogsmeade- where are you going?” he asked, as James stood up and started making his way towards the exit.

“It’s happening” Sirius smirked as the three of them walked after him and found you talking to Severus.

“MALFOY!” you turned around to face a furious James Potter stomping his way towards you.

“Potter- what are you doing?” you complained as he pulled you away from Severus by his wrist and your friend joined the other three to witness the scene in front of them.

“Where are you going?”

“Um, Hogsmeade?” you said, confused.

“Who are you going with?” he demanded.

“Excuse me? How is that any of your business, Potter?” you smirked at him.

“Did Lestrange ask you out on a date?”

“He did” you shrugged your shoulders.

“And you said yes?”

“I’ll ask you again, Potter. How is this any of your business?”

“Answer my question!”

“I asked you first!”

“You can’t go on a date with Rabastan Lestrange!”

“Why not?”

“You know why?”

“Do I?” you arched your eyebrow at him. “Enlighten me, Potter” you smirked at him. James opened his mouth but nothing came out. “That’s what I thought” you said, turning around and walking away from him.

"Don't go on that date" he said all of the sudden, making you stop and look back at him.

"Why?"

"You know why" he said, looking away from you.

"Say it" you said, grabbing his chin and making him face you.

“Malfoy!” he complained. “You know as much as I do that you don’t want to go on a date with Lestrange-”

“Say it, James” you said, crossing your arms on your chest.

You were done with this stupid little game the two of you had dragged along for years. James bit his lip to prevent him from saying something he might regret. You were teasing him. He knew that as soon as he said what he really wanted to say, you would laugh in his face and leave for your stupid date with stupid Rabastan Lestrange. But then again, this might be his only chance.

“M-Malfoy, I can’t-” he muttered, regretting it the second your face frowned and he saw the hurt look on your face and your eyes start to well up with tears. Was that really all it was to him? A game? You knew James loved to tease you, but you always thought that deep down it was because he felt the same way you did. You looked away and you were to turn around to walk away from him once more but he grabbed your wrist and turned you around gently. “No, wait-”

“No! I get it, Potter” you snapped. “It was all a fucking game to you, wasn’t it? Just leave me alone-!”

“What are you talking about?” he said, still not letting go of you.

“I’m talking about this stupid sick little game that’s been going on far too long! I was stupid enough to think that you would actually have an ulterior motive for how you always wanted to partner with me in Potions, or why you always do your stupid pranks on my Prefect rounds, or how you pulled me off my broom so I wouldn’t crash into a wall and you hugged me so I wouldn’t get hurt but it turns out it was all a stupid game for you and for you to get under my nerves-!”

“Love, how can you say that?” he asked, feeling hurt. “Everything that I do is to get your attention! Us arguing is the thing that I look forward to most because it gets you to talk to me!” he started. “I always want to partner with you in Potions because I love spending time with you and I always get in trouble during your Prefect rounds so I have an excuse to see you even more and I pulled you off your broom because you were flying straight into a wall and I felt my heart stopping at the thought of you getting hurt!” he said, as tears started to fall down your cheeks. “Do you really want me to say it? Fine! I’ll say it” he said, grabbing both of your hands in his and he knelt in front of you.

“W-what are you doing?”

“(Y/N) Malfoy, please don’t do on a date with Rabastan Lestrange. It would break my heart because I love you!” he yelled, making the people around you start to look in your direction and you saw Remus, Peter, Sirius, and Severus all smirking at you.

“James, people are staring-”

“I don’t care! I don’t care who knows anymore!” he said, standing back up. “I, James Potter, am completely and madly in love with (Y/N) Malfoy!” he yelled as some people started cheering and whistling at the pair.

“You’re an idiot, did you know that?” you smiled as James wiped away the tears on your cheeks.

“But…” he said, hopeful.

“But, I love you too, James Potter” you said as he leaned down to finally kiss you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you wrapped yours around his neck.

“So… would you please cancel your date with Lestrange?” he asked once you pulled apart and you giggled.

“Oh, I was never going on a date with Rabastan” you informed him, making him frown.

“What-?” he asked, confused. “B-but you said he asked you out on a date!”

“He did. But I said no” you explained.

“B-but-! They said!” he complained, pointing at the group of boys not so far from them.

“Yeah, I heard them planning some stupid thing to get us together so I just happened to mention to Peter that Rabastan asked me out on a date and that I said yes” you smirked up at him.

“Y-you tricked me?” he pouted.

“Are you upset?” you asked nervously.

“Upset? I didn’t think I could fall in love with you more” he said, before leaning down to kiss you once more. “You know your brother is probably going to kill me, right?”

“Not if I ask him not to” you assured him. “Also” you said, before pulling him back for a deeper kiss.

“What was that for?”

“The Quidditch match” you said, smiling. “Thanks for not letting me get hurt” you said, giving him a peck on the lips.

“You’re welcome, love” he said, kissing your forehead.

“Also, now you need to help me get Severus and Remus together” you said as he threw his arm around your shoulders.

“Of course, Padfoot is actually already working on a plan” he said, making you laugh a little. “Hmm, you kind of owe me one, don’t you?”

“What are you thinking Potter?”

“I was thinking we can go to Hogsmeade now” he said, linking your hands together and walking towards the village.

“Well, you’re in luck, my afternoon just cleared up” you mocked him and he pulled you closer to give you a peck on the lips.

The End

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A/N: ahhh xD it was a tie with Charlie, but the inspiration struck for this one don’t worry, Charlie will come next xD let me know what you think

[0oolookitsme]

Can we get an Instagram au with Louis Tomlinson x reader😭😭😭

Genre- Fake Instagram

Pairing- Photographer!Song-writer!Y/n x Singer!Song-songwriter!Louis 

Description- Y/n and Louis decide to go public with their relation, only they come out as if they have been public for years. Part -2, here!

Y/Ig/n- Your Instagram name.

A/n- Sure lovely, hope you like it! (by the end..this turned into something else so there’ll be a part2!) 

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Y/Ig/n - Love the fairy lights 

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Louis Tomlinson Love the fairy

LouisFan1 Love the guitars

LouisFan2 Love the brown the warm aesthetic

Charlie Puth Love the photograph

Y/nFan1 Love the photographer

Y/Ig/n everyone is playing along... (sorry for breaking your chain fairies xD)

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Louis Tomlinson - Love the yellow Tulips!!

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Liam Payne You sure those are Tulips mate?

Y/nFan2 Goes to paint my nails wine shade because she has them so 

Y/Ig/n You learned photography pretty fast damn

LouisFan3 She’s the one y’all

Flowerbx It was lovely to have you! xx

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Y/Ig/n  - My Tulip

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Niall Horan got hit by the ball the next minute

Y/nFan3 I wonder what is she wearing...

LouisFan3 He looks so cute!! 

Lizzo I had a good chat with the girlie

Louis Tomlinson Why do I look like a way too happy 7 year old....

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LT updates - Louis was caught walking with the song writer and photographer, Y/n Y/l/n. What do y’all think?

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LouisFan4 THEY LOOK SO GOOD!!

LouisFan5 MY BABIES!! <33333

Y/nFan4 THEIR HANDS!!

Y/nFan5 SHE’S SMILING SO HARD, LOOK AT HER EYES!

Y/nUpdates I MET THEM!!!!!

  ↳LouisFan Spill mam...

   ↳Y/nUpdates So I was walking out of this cafe and I see them, literally walking and laughing. My arse decided not to disturb them but just couldn’t keep it’s eyes off of them and so THEY CAME TO ME AND TALKED. It was a normal conversation like, ‘how are you’ and all and they said they were eturning HOME. Ae you reading? HOME!!! THEY LIVE TOGETHER!!

    ↳Y/nFan oml....OML....OH MY LORD!! YESSSS!!!!!

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Y/Ig/n  - listening and perked up ears.

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James Cordon Curious and confused brains

LouisFan6 LT2..?

Louis Tomlinson That’s a good shot

 ↳Y/Ig/n really..

Liam Payne Nice cap man

 ↳LiamFan help- lmaooo

Julia Michaels Answer your phone mam -_-

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Louis Tomlinson   - Stop listening to me and listen to me

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Y/nFan6 Tries look what’s coming next by zooming on the laptop

Y/Ig/n .....Does that even make any sense? 

Lizzo How do people even look good while wearing headphones, I don’t get it.

LouisFan7 It makes sense and also doesn’t at the same fucking time lmao

TaylorFan1 Taylor liked.....some shit’s coming besties, buckle up.

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Y/Ig/n - Hey, that’s my man

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Lauv Tell me why did this pic had to be taken when I was picking up my flute of champagne....

Niall Horan Is y/n taller than me or are those heels?

LouisFan8 LOVER

Y/nFan7 she’s a Swiftie folks!

Y/nFan8 *chefs kiss*

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Playboy  -We had a marvellous time working with you, @Y/nY/lg/n , @/vogue ;)

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Y/nFan9 QUEEN

Y/nFan10 mommy? sorry....Mommy? sorry...Mommy? 

Y/nFan11 OPEN THE WINDOW SOMEONE

Louis Tomlinson she’s mine!

Vogue We indeed 

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Louis Tomlinson -Have look at behind the scenes, but you don’t know the scene :)

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Taylor Swift :)

Harry Styles :)

Y/Ig/n :)

y/nFan12 First Playboy and Vogue collab, then Taylor likes, then Harry likes and then this....

LouisFan9 tf is going on....?

LouisFan10 We are so not ready and I know it...

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MAG 29 - still apple cutting session

Ah yes, the old "There once was a person", telling the story and then going "Guess what, I am that person I was talking about!"- trope

"Are you interested in folktales at all?" - Haha, that's also in the "Jonathan Sims asks you things" video xD

"because as far as I know this story has never been written down. I’d do it myself, but there’s a reason you’re having to write this for me. One of these days I’ll get around to learning my letters." - So this statement is transcribed from live dictation because he never went to school and couldn't exactly takes classes when he was being a skeleton. I like that reason for needing an assistant to transcribe it and then having the shock of the assistant to the presented evidence translate into the record. Even tho I have a few… bones to pick… (badum tss!) with the way this is shown, it of course makes sense for the sake of the storytelling.

I have never before heard of "Faro", so let's watch a "How to play Faro"-tutorial … ok this looks complicated! Probably a perfect game to cheat.

"and if you win, you shall not die." - my brain at my first listen immediately went "Ohhhh, that doesn't sound like the easy solution to this fella's problem…"

"Faro, or ‘Bucking the Tiger’ as the carnival hawkers would have it, is not a complicated game." - Says you! It seems hard for the player to get a higher stack if the whole game long their winning cards only get bets doubled and everything else is lost - in this case belongs to the dealer in order to be able to declare a winner?

"Its tone was almost… happy." / "It was only then he really noticed the low, rumbling laugh that came from Death." - Yep, not good.

"After this point the rest of the page is covered in what appears to be a large bloodstain." - of course the blood would only stain the part of the paper of what statement has yet to come and not hit the part that has already been used^^

"The statement resumes on the page afterwards, in a somewhat shakier hand." - Why would someone transcribe this with a pen? There are typewriters, even bright-colored ones now that's it's the 70s! Get one in matching blood-red or something like that.

So it was basically near impossible to win against Death, if not for cheating or games that really only were luck-based and even then the drop rate for that was insanely low.

"Fiona Law, the research assistant who took the statement, passed away in 2003 from complications following a liver transplant" - Cover up or continuity error due to story of Gertrude's assistant not being written yet. Anyway, props to Fiona for not fainting there XD That would have been funny, Nathanial waiting there patiently for Fiona to wake up and then asking her annoyed "You done, can we continue now?"

"Elias was working as a filing clerk at the time" - another continuity error or Jonah letting something slip? 1972, Richard Mendelson was still in charge back then, switching to James Wright only the following year.

So yeah, bit of a foreseeable story, but that's because it's a classic! Gambling with Death. Cheating Death. And then not getting what you thought you would.

Lol lots of continuity errors in this one huh