#remmys birthday celebration

[inkdrinkerworld]

Ok ok ok hear me out. So Remus has always read to his kid, but when the kid starts reading on their own, he almost cries. And when the kid asks to go to the library because they get his love of books, he is overjoyed and take them immediately and gets ice cream afterward. ♡♡♡♡♡

“Daddy?” Carys is laying is your papasan chair in a section of your living room that you��d made into a reading nook.

She’s got her book on her chest as she stares at Remus who’s in a small arm chair reading as well.

Remus looks up from his book, “Yes Carys?”

“Do you fink I gotta get a new book?”

He smiles as she takes great care to set her book down, and then climb off the chair and patter over to him.

She turns six five days after Remus’ birthday, a proper spring celebration that she’s told you and Remus all about.

She wants a tea party birthday, with a cake in the shape of a hat- ‘Like the Hatter mama, wif Alice!’

She’s got a lisp that you’re unconcerned about, her doctor said she’d grow out of it, but you know you and Remus will mourn the day it happens because she’d be all grown up then.

“What new book, baby?” Remus helps her climb into his lap. She settles with her hands on his face, and a kiss to his chin.

Remus can’t help but grin at how affectionate she’s remained, and he knows it’s because of you. You’d helped him with being able to show so much love and you’d both shown Carys so much too.

She thrives under it and she shows it just as freely as you both do.

“I seen a new one in the ‘brary. S’about a girl who disappeared on Hallow’s Eve.” She stumbles through the syllables of ‘disappeared,’ but grins wide when she does it without Remus’ help.

“Yeah? Do you wanna go take it out?”

She nods and Remus smiles even wider. “But I gots two more chaps to read in this one about the fairies.”

“Okay, I’ll text mama while you finish your chapters and we’ll all go when she gets back.”

“Okay, fanks daddy.” He gets a wet kiss to his cheek and then she’s sliding out of his grasp and back into the papasan like she never left it.

Remus calls you just as soon as she gets back into her book and you giggle when you hear the emotion lodged in his throat.

“She asked to go to get a new book ‘cos she’s nearly done the one she’s on.”

Remus knows you’re smiling, “She’s getting older Remmy. It’s hard but that’s the point, no?”

You’re no better in terms of being sad about her growing up.

“Yeah but she used to be so little.” You know exactly what he means. “Would it be so bad if we just gave her everything she asks for the rest of her life?”

You know he’s feeling better with that question. “Maybe we just start with the new book and a trip to the ice cream parlor.”

Remus takes a glance at Carys who’s nose deep in her book and giggling.

“Yeah, we can start there.”

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What are Remmy/Sammy/Liu/Carnis/Clem/Aspen/Blacksmith doing for thanksgiving?

Also happy thanksgiving! I hope you’re feeling better and in less pain!

Remmy:

Prior to the date, he's insisting to his folks they don't need to drop by for a visit. They're both so busy with their own lives, and there's a certain someone he'd like to spend at least one Thanksgiving alone with to enjoy that quiet, domestic bliss before his family bombards them with a million questions about their future together.

"My parents couldn't come out this year... You wanna maybe stop by? I'll prepare something just for the two of us and if things feels a little lonely we can set the table with family.. Other family, I mean. The dolls... Does that sound too silly?"

Sammy:

Would sooner hole himself up for another sleepless night in the funeral home than spend the holiday with his family, but they always managed to wear him down- Possibly due to the venue being closed, but who's to say. He might be able to skip this years festivities if he has already made plans with someone else. His father would still be the grumpy hard ass he is, but any signs of wedding bells in the future and his mother will send him in your direction with a pie in hand.

Liu:

On holidays like Christmas and Thanksgiving, Liu celebrates by donating their time to local food kitchens. They have nobody else to spend the day with before meeting their darling, and if they're completely alone on those days it puts them in a bad headspace. Giving back and helping out their community is another thing that grounds Liu with their humanity as their species typically cares only for themselves/the family it creates.

If their darling is in the picture, Liu halfs their day so they can spend the rest of the night with them warming up the feast they prepared in preparation.

Carnis:

"I'm t-thankful for sweets, and a warm place to sleep, and...and hot baths, and... you... Y-you're at the top of the list,but I t-thought that'd be pretty obvious... by now.."

Carnis has never heard of Thanksgiving- They don't know much about any celebrations beyond their birthday, but that technically can't be called a holiday - not until they meet you anyway. What better way to show their gratitude than to offer their meat- No? Then at least them set the table. They aren't the greatest chef right off the bat, but there must be something they can help you with. They'll get pouty if you attempt to do household chores in their stead.

They get like that any other day too, but how are they supposed to show their appreciation if you take over from them?

Clementine:

"Dinner will be ready in approximately one hundred and twenty... Correction, make that one hundred and fourty five seconds... You would like me to sit you?.. Strange."

Keeps to herself and for a period, actively seems to avoid you. She has lot to do in the kitchen afterall- Certainly isn't grappling with an bothersome emotions over not being your true family whether platonically or romantically. That would be ridiculous.

Aspen:

It's not a holiday he would celebrate on his own, but he with take whatever excuse he can muster to prepare a big meal for his spouse. Prods his darling for cherished memories of events past. While his own remains a secret, Aspen lives for the remnants of darling's life before they became one.

There are some traditional Thanksgiving foods that he does not fancy, but he will make for darling if he is a fan. Scolds them if they dare bring anything store bought into his kitchen, but if darling is sneaky enough later that evening they'll find him scarfing down a can of cranberry sauce.

Blacksmith:

"You required one of these feathery creatures, did you not? I can remove its head if the stare of its soulless eyes offends you."

Gods in their time held their own traditions, but even then Blacksmith rarely had the grace to be apart of the festivities. It's a great honor for you to share this holiday with them, and he will do everything in his power to be the model guest. It will try to be on their best behavior for you, but there are no guarantees.

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chapter 7

Right so I really hope you all enjoy this one especially since nobody has betaread it yet…. I really have no scenarios for you to vote and honestly I LOVE reading your thoughts on what should happen next so please please please GIMME YOUR THOUGHTS 💛

His eyes remained stuck on your lips as he waited for your response. You were close to panting now from how quickly your chest moved, swallowing every couple of seconds- almost as if you were swallowing down your next words. And then his eyes shifted up, finally realizing that your eyes weren’t pointed towards his face but towards his lips.

Your voice came out in a rough whisper as you spoke, “I really want to kiss you. Even if it’s just to test- just to test how we really feel.”

Joaquin nodded his head, “Ok. Do you want to get off the counter though or…”

You surged forward as he spoke but stopped just before your lips touched his. If either you moved even a centimeter that would be it, but either way you waited.

You felt the hand on your face slowly move back, until he seemed to hold you by the base of your skull. Your eyes fluttered open as you stared at him.

“Are you sure?” His need for consent started a fire in you.

All you did was nod your head, not trusting your voice to hide that fire.

You let him take the next step. His lips just touched yours before you both started to move with a slow burning intensity.

It was as if he was pouring himself into you, trying to fill you up with himself, but then again you were doing the same.

The fire seemed to burn throughout your whole body, just as his lips continued to seek out yours.

Your lips finally separated only when your lungs started to scream for air, their gasping becoming too much for you to handle. But either way you kept your contact with Joaquin, your forehead resting against his.

At first it was your pants that filled the air and then you slowly started to chuckle as you tried to shift forward without separating from him.

“What are you doing?” His eyes remained closed as his hands made it to your hips.

“My ass hurts from being on this counter for too long,” Joaquin’s chuckle brought a smile to your face, “and- and we should talk.”

He finally stepped away slightly, giving you enough space as you slid off the counter. His hands rested on your hips the whole way, not even bothering to leave once your feet touched the ground.

You looked at him… really looked at him, as you said your next words, “I love you.”

Your smile grew at the way his eyes lit up and continued to grow as you continued to speak, “I love you so much.”

He pulled you into him, your hands finding purchase in his hair as he spoke, “Te amo con todo mi alma.” I love you with all my soul

Your eyes lit up in response, and Joaquin wished to only ever get that reaction from you. Then you both were hit with the reality of this situation.

“Joaquin?” You whispered softly, unsure of how to continue yet he knew what you were referring to.

His hands seemed to tighten around you, “I don’t ever want to let you go again, not the way I must have done that morning…. But maybe, maybe we should wait until I-“

“I’ll wait. I’m just happy knowing how you feel about me.”

“So am I.”

——

The two of you walked hand in hand to a cafe the two of you had been known to frequent. From the way you acted, any passerby would think that you were dating, but this wasn’t a date… merely a getting to know you.

His hand slips out of your grasp only to pull you into his chest just as a large group of people decide to pass. Yet even when they are gone, you can’t help but to stay like that, finding comfort being wrapped up in Joaquin’s arms.

Hot puffs of air hit your ear as he leans in to ask you something, even if the closeness is not exactly needed, “Did we come here a lot?”

Your attention becomes focused on the way your hands trail up his chest and to his shoulders, your fingers playing with the strands of hair that happen to reach down that long, “Ya, we did. Once a week at least.”

You can feel the way his body tenses as he seems to search for any memory of these outings with you, “We can go somewhere else though. We don’t have to go here.”

The hot air once again hits your ear, causing the warmth in your body to grow, “No, no. I want to go here.”

You nod. And finding the strength you push yourself away from his chest, and lead the two of you to the cafe.

——

You still don’t know how, but he convinced you. He convinced you to spend the night with him in his bed. The two of you wrapped up in each other’s arms much like that drunken night, only this time entirely conscious of your movements.

You started to draw doodles on his chest as your conversation about the cafe you’d visited had slowly come to an end.

“They talked about you,” his voice was empty, “they would show me pictures of you that they’d taken, they had someone following you, and then-“ his voice cracked.

You merely continued your doodles and waited. Waited for him to look down at you and know that you wouldn’t push him.

“There was so much pain. I would black out a lot and then they’d wait until I woke up again to continue. And the whole time-“ his hold on you tightened, “the whole time I thought of you.”

His voice became softer, “You’re the reason I lived.”

There were unshed tears in your eyes, but you wouldn’t let them fall- couldn’t. Not when you felt Joaquin’s chest start to tremble, and the sharp breath he took in as he tried to stop himself.

He’d become pliant, letting you roll the two of you around so that now you were the one holding him, grounding him as his brain relived those memories that he still had.

He hid his face in the crook of your neck, his arms tightening their hold on you, as if he had to reassure himself that this was real, that you were real.

Your fingers started to either run up and down his spine or go through his hair, “I’m here,” you paused calming yourself enough so that your voice wouldn’t crack, “You’re safe now.”

His whole body shook, “I have you. You’re safe now, Joaquin.”

You weren’t sure for how long this one but eventually you felt it stop, felt the hot air hitting your neck slow down as Joaquin started to go to sleep. And you let him, even if the position you were in might make your body sore in the morning, you stayed just like that.

So tired yourself you hadn’t even realized what you were doing when you brought your lips to his neck, just resting then there for a while, feeling his pulse, letting it ground you. The words were on the tip of your tongue, the words you’d been dying to repeat since you said them for the first time, but you stayed silent and let yourself fall into the murky waters of sleep.

——

His soft fingers tracing your face woke you up. A smile automatically greeting you as you stared up at him.

“Morning,” you whispered, letting your own fingers roam throughout his hair and neck and chest.

He leaned down slightly so that his lips were right next to your ear, “Buenos dias.” You bit your bottom lip and watched as a smirk grew on his face. He knew exactly what he was doing to you.

“You’re making this really hard mister,” you rolled so that you were now on top.

His hands immediately went to your hips, keeping you in place, “And what am I making so difficult?”

You leaned forward just like he did, “Not being able to kiss you, cause trust me I do.”

Sitting back up, you rested your hands on your chest, feeling the way his heart seemed to quicken under you and how he suddenly looked more flushed. You were the one to smirk now. Only for it to suddenly turn into a soft smile as you saw the adoration in Joaquin’s eyes.

He brought his body up so that you were now chest to chest. Just resting there as the two of you calmed down from your teasing.

“Did we ever go to a farmer’s market?”

You looked at him, the joy of hearing his question so plainly written on your face, “Ya we did. It’s actually open today, why?”

“I think my dream last night was a memory. If you dragging me around this market, introducing me to a ton of vendors,” you nodded your head, “I supposedly bought you flowers.”

“You did,” your smile turned softer as you remembered that day, “and they were so beautiful. They lasted about a week, so somehow you found the vendor’s flower store and would go get flowers from there whenever the market wasn’t going on,” you giggled softly as you said your next words, “I always wanted to kiss you whenever you brought them.”

———

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[hauntedwitch04]

You can call me Daddy

Rockstar! Remus Lupin x Reader

Words: about 1.8k words

Warnings: smutty remmy, sexy rockstar, dirty talk and remus fucking lupin that is alreadya a warning himself.

Author's note: I'm writing something like five fanfiction at the same time, but I had this idea and I couldn't not write this down. I love the idea if the Maraurders as a band (like I think they are preatty much the copy of the Maneskin that I LOVE so...) and I LOVE BASSIST REMUS, so here for you our sexy Moony

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You still don't know how the with your friend managed to get into this party, but you know for sure that this is a night to remember.

Through some friends of hers, she managed to find out that there was going to be a birthday party of some super-rich celebrity at a mansion in Los Angeles, and after some research and figuring out where it was, we managed to get in, making believe that we were up-and-coming Versace models and that we had been invited to the party at the last minute and had not been put on the list. The guard looked at us carefully and then let us through, and you couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as you walked in you looked around and couldn't hold back your astonishment.

The mansion is beautiful, huge and full of lights and smoke machines that create a magical and surreal atmosphere. Music and people fill the room until you almost burst, but you can't help but move in time to the music as the alcohol flows through your veins. You down drink after drink, without realizing it, the important thing is to have a good time.You find yourself dancing back to back with actors or singing songs at the top of your lungs with important TV hosts, before you realize that all this crowd and the air heavy with smoke, sweat and alcohol is suffocating you, so you nod to your friend that you would go outside for a moment to get some air.

You walk over to the nearest French door, which overlooks a hidden part of the garden. As soon as you are outside, you lean against the wall and can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. You stay a few seconds in the silence of the night, taking advantage of the cold that seems to surround you after the incredible heat that the bodies inside that room were causing. You smile, thinking that at least here you can find a moment of peace, until you hear a voice.

"Did you run away too?" A boy asks, and you suddenly turn around and see him there, a little further away from you, also leaning against the wall, a cigarette between his lips. You can't really see his face, but you can tell he's a good-looking guy, tall and muscular as thin as he may look. He's wearing skinny jean pants, a Pink Floyd T-shirt, and a black leather jacket, with stupidly overdressed shoes.

"Yeah, the situation was becoming too suffocating." I shyly confess to the faceless boy.

"I understand you. I hate these stupid parties full of people, the situation always gets out of hand, and before long someone will get hurt, if it hasn't happened already." He complains.

"How come so if here?" You ask curiously, aided by the courage that alcohol brings.

"My friends dragged me along. If it were up to me, I would have spent this evening in a completely different way." He confesses, throwing his cigarette to the ground after taking one last drag. The smoke comes sensually out of his mouth, and you can't help but tighten your legs at that gesture, praying that he hasn't noticed.

"And how would you have spent the evening?" You whisper in a sensual tone, not knowing where all that brazenness really came from. You're not usually such a straightforward girl, especially when it comes to flirting with strangers.

"Well sweetheart, I would for example have a couple of ideas on how to spend a night with you, but they are too vulgar for an angel like you." He says moving closer, but still remaining in the half-light. I feel his breath close to my face and can't help but hold back a groan at the impure things those fingers could do on me.

"Do you really think I am an angel?" You ask as you move closer in turn, so close that your lips are almost touching. For a moment you think about how impossibly beautiful this situation is, a few hours earlier you were lying on the couch at your house eating chips and watching your favorite show and now you're at a party full of celebrities and now you're flirting with a guy definitely out of your range, and he's playing along with you. Life is truly full of surprises.

"Oh no you darling look like the purest of all angels, and I love girls who look innocent but are real demons in bed." He continues, moving closer , kissing your neck gently, leaving you the time and space to say no, but you don't want to say no, you want him and you want nothing more than to drag him to the nearest surface to fuck until you are voiceless with all the moans you will emit.

"Well I could always give you a demonstration." You answer as he continues his attack on your neck, and you run your hands through his disheveled hair.

"How can I say no to such a beautiful girl." He says pulling away from you. "But not here honey, there are too many people who would hear you shout my name, and that is a pleasure that is granted only to me." He continues, leading you toward the exit. In a sobering moment you manage to remember your friend and tell him you were going inside to warn her. He nods and tells you he would be waiting for you by the gate. Quickly you go inside and immediately find your friend intent on making out with a fairly tall blond girl. You quickly approach her and tell her that you would not be going home with her this evening. She looks at you and smiles before yelling at you to be careful and use a condom, but you are already far away and in response you raise your middle finger at her.

You see him at the gate on a blazing black motorcycle with a helmet for you in his hand. You put it on and cling to him as you get on the bike, as your excitement about what is about to happen rises and you can't help but get wet.

A few minutes pass before we find ourselves in front of the doors of a huge building. Quickly he gets out of the vehicle, having parked there in front, and we run to the entrance. The boy, still wearing his helmet, waves to the doorman, who waves back, and quickly we get on the first elevator we see. He crushes the twenty-first floor as you take off your helmet and realize something.

"My name is Y/N." You say confidently, looking at his face still covered by the black helmet. "I never told you my name." You go on laughing.

"You don't know mine either." He counter laughs as well, patting my arm, and you can't help but laugh at the situation.

"Of course fate is strange I went from lying on my couch in my pajamas to getting drunk with my friend to fucking a stranger." You say as you move closer to him, kissing him on the neck, gripped by a jolt of courage.

"And do you regret it?" He asks with a half groan.

"Not by a single second." You whisper, continuing to leave marks on his neck, as he had done to you at the party.

As soon as the elevator stops you realize you are already in his apartment. You quickly get out and he drags you toward the bedroom, taking off his helmet and throwing yours on the couch in the hall you pass as well. As soon as you reach the room his lips glue themselves to yours and a power struggle begins between the two of you. Clothes fall off like autumn leaves and suddenly you both find yourselves naked lying on the soft sheets of the bed.

"Remus, my name is Remus." He says panting as he kisses your breasts, reaching down. "But you can call me Daddy, angel." At those words you can't help but let out another moan, which you would be ashamed of if you were sober enough, but your mind is too clouded with pleasure.

His lips find the most delicate spot on your body and attack it like a child sucking on a lollipop, and the moans that seemed too loud before seem like whispers compared to those coming from your lips now. His fingers enter your vagina not too gently, and instinctively you cling to his hair, pushing his face between your legs.

"I knew that behind that angel look was the most beautiful demon." He says, returning to kiss your lips after making you orgasm, with still your taste on his lips. "What do you want honey, you have to tell me or I don't know how to help you."

"I want you, all of you." You say panting, while still recovering from the pleasure you just received. " I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk straight tomorrow."

"Your every wish is an order princess." He says in a whisper before entering me with his huge cock. The pleasure you feel right now, you thought did not exist.

You continue fucking until dawn, rolling up on yourself and in the blankets, orgasm after orgasm. You fall asleep at sunrise in the arms of the unknown boy.

You wake up after a few hours, alone in bed, hearing the sound of a shower running in the next room, realizing that your lover has gone to take a shower. Still sleepy and sore from all that sex you reach for your phone in your jacket pocket and see thirty missed calls from your friend and at least fifty texts always from her.

Immediately you call her, thinking something serious has happened, but as soon as the phone stops ringing you hear her screaming in your ear.

"Do you realize what happened last night?!?!" She shouts like a squawking hen.

"I thought you didn't mind, you said you were okay with it." Confused reply.

"I didn't resent it, but do you realize who you slept with?"

"With...Remus?" You say, unconvinced by your answer.

"Yeah with Remus freaking Lupin! The fucking bassist of the Maraurders!" Your friend says excitedly, but you're already no longer listening as she goes on to tell how she found out, all your mind can process are just two words: oh fuck.

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“Yes. That’s it, I know you’re close bunny, let it out, cum on Jamie’ tongue.” Sirius ordered, his eyes never leaving your face as you getting closer to your high. It was until you came hard, moaning James’ name as your legs shaking on his shoulders.

“Such a good girl, taste so good angel. Now I believe you deserve Siri’ fingers up in your sweet cunt, right? You want it?” James said as he switched position with Sirius,

“Yes I want it so bad, please daddy” Sirius worked his fingers into you, your juices easing his way into you. You moaned out loud when his fingers curled up inside you hitting every spot.

Your vision blurred, your second orgasm approaching you so fast as Sirius treating your spot deliciously, before you know it you were squirting making all the men groaned.

“You’re so perfect for us, sweet angel. Now how about Remmy gives you his cock for your last gift, hm?”

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HI CAN YOU WRITE SOME FLUFFY REMUS LUPIN HEADCANONS ABOUT HOW HE WOULD KISS YOU? soft remus is all i need right now

Kissing Headcanons || Remus Lupin

Word Count: 1057

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY REMMY! I hope you enjoy it anon, I wrote this while I was very tired, so I apologize in advance.

Warnings: Nothing too dirty but an allusion to the reader being eaten out, fem!reader, young Remus

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It depends on where you are in the moon cycle

Right before the full moon when you’re in public he’ll press needy little kisses to the side of your neck and whimper in your ear about how much he loves you and how much he needs you, nipping just hard enough to make you jump so that Sirius and James will notice and ask you if you’re okay, like Remus’ lips aren’t attached to your neck as they ask you

When he kisses you on the lips in public they’re a sloppy meshing of lips, his strong hand will grip the side of your face to pull you in closer to his, rubbing his thumb along your cheekbone

He doesn’t lean down all that much and since he’s basically a giant so you’re balancing on your tiptoes trying to meet his mouth

And when you wobble a little bit because it’s hard to balance he’ll wrap his arm around your waist to stabilize you

He doesn’t pull your whole body into him though because he knows that if he’s pressed up against you like that he won’t be able to stop himself from taking you right then and there

But when you’re in private and its near the full moon the man is an animal

He’ll pull you onto his lap while he’s sitting on his bed and have you straddle his lap

His hands go to your hips and pull your pelvis towards his and will buck up into you

There’s no use in trying to maintain any dominance when he’s likes this, his tongue loves to explore your mouth, like it was new every time

Remus likes to be able to get his skin on yours, all the time really, but especially close to a moon

He’ll slip his hands under your shirt and run his palms up and down your back, and they always eventually find their way to your waist

His hands also like to bury themselves in your hair, he’ll work out the tangles while he kisses you and uses it to pull your head back so he can kiss you better

When it’s right after the moon, and he’s in the hospital wing

Barely able to move

He’ll make little grabby hands for you and you’ll lean down to kiss him but you refuse to kiss him too intensely because you don’t wanna hurt him 

So its small pecks to his lips, cheeks, and forehead

On a couple of occasions he’ll come out of a full moon with a scratch on his bottom lip and you’ll refuse to kiss him on the lips until it heals

The only kisses he can get those times are the ones he surprises you with when you’re talking to one of your friends or are too focused on studying to anticipate his sneak attack

Sometimes while you tend to him you’ll have to do it single handedly because he likes to hold one of your hands in his and bring it up to his mouth so that he can kiss your knuckles 

When he’s doing okay in terms of the moons he’s still very dominant 

He’ll drag you up to his dorm and pick you up so that your legs are wrapped around his waist

Push you up against a wall

And kiss you so slowly you’ll die if he doesn’t go faster

But he likes the intimacy behind the kiss when it’s slow and passionate

He also likes the control he has when he has you trapped between the wall and his body

Likes that he can kiss you however he’d like 

When he’s sad his kisses are very longing, his lips never quite leaving yours when he pulls back to breathe

He just wants to be as close to you as possible, to have you as a reminder that he’s okay, everything’s going to be okay

Sleepy good morning kisses are very wet because Remus drools in his sleep 

And if you do too then double the drool

They usually trail down from your lips, to your neck, and end at your collar bone where he buries his nose in your skin there

Inhaling deeply so that he can carry the scent around with him all day 

Good night kisses are usually pressed all over your body, he starts at your ankles and works his way up to your lips where he’ll give you the final kiss for the night

Its especially rough if he ate you out as he kissed his way up your body because he wants you to taste yourself on his tongue

When he’s excited while he’s kissing you he’ll often accidentally nip your bottom lip and then apologize profusely while he gives you small, chaste kisses on the place where he nipped

Remus hates kissing you during your wedding ceremony 

He absolutely hates it

He’s not one for PDA so the only people who really ever see him kiss you are James, Sirius, and Lily

Especially passionate kisses

So the fact that so many different people witness your first kiss as husband and wife pisses him off

He just wants you to himself 

He’s spent so much of his life denying himself the things that he deserves and now, when he finally allows himself to have something good

He can’t do it the right way

The kiss the two of you share at the end of the ceremony is simple, and sweet, but its very much not your Remus

Once the two of you are in the car off to the reception, that’s when he really kisses you

He cradles your face in both of his hands and while being very careful not to mess up your appearance because he knows how much time you put into it for your guys’ special day, he’ll dig his fingers into your skin

Leaving a couple red marks as his tongue mingles with yours

And his hands will find their way under your wedding dress and finger at the garter on your thigh

He pulls it off in the car and doesn’t listen to you when you tell him that he’s not supposed to take it off yet

“Remmy what are you doing with that?”

“Saving it for later my love,” 

As he slips them into the pocket of his jacket

tagging: @randomoutsiders @weasleyposts @kittykylax @superbturtlemakerathlete @amourtentiaa

[st0nesnglitter]

Poly relationship w/ the marauders

Headcannons and drabbles about dating James, Sirius and Remus

Mentions of sex, nudity and non-sexual nudity

Not proofed

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It’s the most beautiful relationship ever

Growing from platonic love to romantic is hard as it is, so when it happened between four people you really needed to have a strong foundation

Remus was pretty surprised when he started seeing Sirius and James share intimate moments around their dorm but he also felt a twang of jealousy as he watched the interractions

So now their was constant reassurance that the love was between all of you, everyone loves everyone

Sirius can get a little bit possessive over the three of you and would not hesitate to throw out dangerous looks to anyone that lets their gaze lingers

The biggest sap out of the four of you is definitely James

He loves slowdancing in the kitchen in the morning as you cook breakfast

”Aw come on you two, you’re gonna burn the food!” Remus whined and runs up to the stove to stir, but James just giggled.

”But how could I focus to such a mundane task when I can admire this beauty?”James grinned toward you and you rolled your eyes.

Prongs always remember every date that needs to be remembered, and a couple that doesn’t and loves celebrating birthdays

Sirius had never had a real celebration for his birthday and can barely remember the date of his birth

And Remus don’t want to be a burden and try to refuse to tell James when he asks

Remus is always very warm and often goes to sleep in the guest bedroom when all of you have fallen asleep, not because he doesn’t want to cuddle but because he feels like you would get uncomfortable from his heat

But in the morning he wakes up with all three of you cuddled up to him in the guest bed

You’d spend the summers in the Potter’s summer house, right by a lake

Sirius tries to insist that clothes are unnecessary and wants to implement a ”no pants”- rule

James agrees and walks around in only boxers for three days straight

Skinny dipping in the lake after really hot days

The suns wrath was upon you and sweat trickled down the back of your neck. Remus’ prediction that it would cool down toward the evening could not have been more wrong and at around 7 PM it was unbearable. The rule Sirius had tried to get you all to follow had come true and the four of you were lounging around in the thinnest shirts you could find.

”Lets go to the lake” James murmered and stands up from his loveseat, stretching his arms over his head ”gotta cool off”.

Thankfully the shore was basically in the garden and you and Sirius raced down and stripped as fast as possible before running down the jetty and jumping into the water.

James and Sirius took their time taking off their clothes, spending some extra time aprreciating the others body, before walking out to you and Sirius.

Rem collects chapsticks and you show him the best muggle brands <3

And Sirius has made it a game to kiss him and guess the flavour

”I know, wait... SHUSH” Sirius pulled a hand through his hair as he took in the flavour with a laughing Remus behind him.

”Marshmallows!!” The raven-haired boy exclaimed proudly but his face faltered as Remus didn’t burst out in celebration.

”Actually it’s ”s’mores”, so that means that you are once again incorrect”.

Walks are very common throughout your group

Remus likes to air out his brain after long study sessions or a hard day of work

Sirius wants to smoke and since you’re hard on him to not do it out a window you bring him outside

James wants to pick flowers, look at the scenery and plan pranks out of hearing distance from potential victims

Dinners are wild

Remus will climb on top of the table to gain some attention to explain his newest ideas to take over the world

And Sirius will tug on his pantleg so they almost tip the whole table over telling him to ”sit down you baby!”

James is a very picky eater and is grumpy the whole dinner whenever Remus uses a new recipe

Putting Sirius’ hair up when it’s in his way or it’s too hot, and keeps saying that he can’t do it himself

Jamie is the sleepiest boy

He can almost always be found on the couch or in the giant bed snoozing away or blinking heavily whilst desperately trying to listen to Remus reading

REMUS LOVES TO READ TO YOU

Even though he just wants to read on his own he adores when you, Si and Jamie lay down around him and a silence spreads except Remmy baritone voice and the occasional flip of a page

Before a date two dark-haired boys are cramming into the mirror in the bathroom trying to style their hair to the nines as you and Rem sits and waits out in the living room

Introducing them to movies and they decide that you’ll have a movie night once a week

Showing them all your favorites and atleast one movie from each genre

Cigarettes after sex, the only time you let them do it inside cause you are all too tired to move and the sight of these goregous men smoking is too good to be true

Sirius handed James, who sat to his left, the cigarette before the bespectacled boy took a long drag. He leaned his head back as he blew out the smoke before reaching over Sirius to give it to Remus. Soft lips wrapped around the filter and he sighed as he felt the nicotine enter him and the engery that he had lost from prevoius actions started to come back. Rem ashed into the ashtray before looking over to you with hooded eyes.

Kisses are a constant

Being the attention whore that he is Sirius always wanted one for every single one that was shared where he was excluded

I’ve said this before but: James is a sub

Sirius is a switch

Remus is a dom

James is also a himbo

He’s really fascinated by muggle things but his excitement is sometimes ruined by the other boys making up stuff and him strutting over to ask you about it

Gently telling him that that wasn’t true but making it up by telling him a true fact

Singing songs from the top of yojr lungs as Sirius or James olays guitar

Only one who gets to touch Sirius’ hair is Remu (brushing, styling, cutting)

All of the boys have their own set of insecurities and can be caught comparing themselves to each other

Remus wants Si’s clean and whole skin, without cuts and scars, and jeslous of James rippling muscles

Sirius wants Remus height, being the shortest of them will leave you to the bad end of some petty jokes

James desires their intelligence, especially during their time at Hogwarts cause he felt like he is slowing their academical achievements down

Painting Pads nails black to try and make him stop biting them

Jamie making up songs on the spot and singing them loud eneough to be heard from every room

”Prongs I swear to FUCK if you don’t stop singing I’ll put your mouth to better use!

Discussing sharing a last name

Siri does not want you to be Blacks since only pain and sadness follows that name

Rem does not want it to be Lupin since it reminds him of what he is everyday

So you settle on becoming Potters

James is so, so excited and lays you down and just stared at the three of you with awe

”You’re mine, you all are so beautiful and you are all mine”

Sirius sobs when he finally legally is a Potter

And he’s no longer a Black

Full moons are hard but you soothe Rem best you can

The night he comes back and is hurting you always make him a cup coco since his jaw is too sore to chew regulat chocolate

He adapts this and everytime he sees one of you down he goes and makes some coco

Wearing each others clothes to bed

Your closets are just a mess and you take whatever it gives you

[nelllraiser]

sharks and strippers | group birthday chatzy

LOCATION: a frozen pond in the forest. PARTIES: @chasseurdeloup, @divineluce, @beatrice-blaze, @whatsin-yourhead, @connorspiracy, @phoenixleah, @notsoharsh, @corpse--diem, @detectivedreameater, @letsbenditlikebennett, @halequeenjas, @walker-journal, @seizethecarpe, Jack SUMMARY: nell’s birthday party has a surprise guest. 

It was technically still two days until Nell's birthday, but with that actual day of celebration stuck right in the middle of the full moon and during the beginning of the work week, it had made much more sense to have the party today. The three Vural girls had pooled their magic to freeze over the pond they'd found to make a suitable outdoor ice skating rink, and hired someone to rent out skates for those that needed them. Fairy lights were hung around the perimeter of the new ice rink, and not all that far away was a bonfire pit already stacked with wood and marshmallows for s'mores nestled into the surrounding snow. Somewhere nearby was a speaker to play some music to skate along to, but perhaps most important was the little tent and table where guests could find an assortment of alcohol. Whoever said intoxication didn't mix well with ice skating hadn't watched their friends hilariously fall on their asses countless times. The spicy aroma of mulled wine and hot toddy filled the air along with irish coffee. In addition to the winter drink staples there were also the typical options for the more traditional. As she waited for others to arrive, Nell paced by the edge of the rink, realizing perhaps a bit too late that a magical invitation might not be all that intuitive for everyone receiving it. "You don't think they'll get lost, right? I mean- if you saw a golden trail come from an invitation you'd follow it, wouldn't you?" she asked.

Kaden wasn’t really up for a party, but this was for Nell. And the invitation was from Bea. So he’d make a brief appearance. Plus, it was a decent distraction. Might as well. And he knew it would be a sight to see. He ripped the invitation, followed the golden light and ended up in the middle of the woods. Of course they made it a magical invite. It took a while to get there, but none of it felt like the middle of the woods. It was decorated to the nines, as expected. He dropped his present off at the table that looked like it was meant for that sort of thing and saw the set up for alcohol. His first stop. Easily.

Luce leaned against one of the tables that had been set up, her hands tucked in the pockets of her jeans as she stared at the ice skating rink she and her sisters had put together. The effort had taken more out of her than she'd thought it would and, right now? She just wanted to sit down. She didn't even really want to be here. But, after all the shit she'd put Nell through, she had to be here. It wouldn't be fair to Nell if she wasn't here at least pretending like she was enjoying the party. Wandering over to the drink station, she made herself an Irish coffee and took a sip from it. Fuck that was good. They might not have access to the family bank account anymore, but they could still throw a good party. "We're witches. They'll figure it out." Luce said with a shake of her head. "Happy Birthday, Nellie." She added, doing her best to smile in a way that she hoped was convincing.

"I think you're overthinking things," Bea told her sister with an amused smile. "If they don't find it with that, they'll hear the people eventually. Or they can just call one of us. They have my phone number." She went over to the tent with the alcohol,"What do you guys want? I'm getting an Irish coffee." She would be skating drunk later and no one would be able to convince her not to.

The invitation was a little strange. Remmy had fiddled with it for a while before realizing that it was asking them to literally rip the piece of paper in half. As soon as they put that together, they realized that was definitely a very Nell thing to do. Or maybe it was just witches that would do stuff like this. They wondered if Morgan had ever done a fancy invitation thing like this, as they followed the trail through the trees and came upon a lake, frosted over. Nell was there, and they spotted Bea and Luce as well, waving over to them and giving a slow trot over. "Hey! Happy birthday Nell!" they said, trying their hardest to stay bright and happy. They didn't need to think about other stuff right now. Held out the card they'd made her. "Sorry it's not much."

Connor had been happy to receive the invitation to Nell's birthday, but that had led to his tiny dilemma of what to get as a gift. He'd asked Bea for some ideas and brainstormed based on what he knew about her. She seemed the sort of person who would just get whatever she wanted regardless. Ultimately he'd decided on a punny t-shirt that had a cactus on the front with 'Don't Be A Prick' written under it and a six month cactus subscription service so Nell could try out a bunch of different types. He wrapped up warm, like Bea had suggested, following the trail to the party. He put the gift on the gift table, looking around for someone he knew before heading to the bar where he ordered a simple beer. "Hey," he greeted, recognizing Kaden, and recognizing Bea's photo from her online account.

As the invitation led Leah to Nell's party, Leah couldn't help but feel equal parts excited and anxious. It was always a blast to celebrate with the Vurals, but the rumors that they were going to be ice skating had her worried about exposure. She wasn't cold at all, but she was still wearing her heaviest coat, gloves, and a hat. She made her way right to the alcohol tent, knowing full well that's where Bea would be. "Surprise me", she said with a grin, still holding Nell's present under her arm. "Where's the birthday girl?"

As people began to filter towards the party, it seemed that Luce's and Bea's words had come true. With an instantaneous wave at those arriving, Nell greeted everyone with a wide and eager smile, just happy that people had showed up. "Hi guys! Thanks," she said to everyone that greeted her, already bouncing towards the bar where people were seeming to gather. "I'm glad you guys are getting your alcohol before you get on the ice. Then it can be my gift to watch all of you fall." In a moment she was grabbing her own drink in the form of a hot toddy, having already asked for it before the festivities began.

Harsh lurked in the shade, waiting for the sun to dip just a bit more. At least it was getting dark earlier and earlier now. He wouldn't have to wait too much longer to grace Nell's party with his presence. He ripped open the invitation, blinking at the sudden spill of golden light. Witches, they always had the best toys. He followed it, careful to still stick to shady patches where he could find them, just in case the setting sun had it out for him. It didn't take too long to wander his way to the end of the golden path. He dropped his small, neatly wrapped present off with the others before glancing around, grinning when he spotted Nell. He lifted a hand in a little wave before heading over to inspect the booze.

Kaden gave Connor a small wave as he ordered a hot toddy. "I see you all went all out," he said to the sisters. "I expected nothing less." He recognized a number of familiar faces and expected more would file in as the night went on. "Have to say, I'm worried about the ice skating. Did you bring magical first aid kits out here, too? You might need them."

“There’s no location,” Erin pointed out as she inspected the invitation. Keys in hand, jacket on, present in tow, she was ready to head out the door when she realized this one crucial piece of information. How did she miss that when she’d originally received it or when she had made the initial RSVP with Bea? She started out the door anyway, pulling her phone out, hovering over the older Vural sister’s phone number again. “Are you ready to go?” She called back to Marley, narrowing her eyes, scanning the invitation for the fiftieth time. With all the heaviness surrounding them lately, Erin had actually been looking forward to this. She dialed the number and shrugged at Marley as she waited. “I think there’s a typo or something. I'm calling Bea now,” she said, holding it out to her.

Marley picked up the invitation handed to her and read it over once, before rolling her eyes and looking up at Erin. "It literally says right here to rip it in half," she answered, not waiting for Erin to say anything before taking the paper and ripping it straight in half. She handed the two pieces back to Erin before pulling on her jacket. "There better be alcohol at this party," she mumbled, "I don't do parties without alcohol."

Connor smiled over at Nell. "Darling, people are going to be falling arse over tit by the time this is over. If watching people fall is your idea of a good time, you're gonna have a hell of a birthday." He spotted Leah, giving her a grin. "Hey, thanks for the book help the other day." He glanced around. People were still trickling in. "I hardly know anyone here. Some of Nell's friends are kinda old."

Bea grinned at Kaden as her phone rang. "Hello, this is Bea, if this is about the party rip the invitation in half. It'll guide you to us. Bring a jacket too!!" She answered chriply.

Ariana had followed the little lights from the invitation with a fascinated look on her face. While magic was over her head, she found it to be too cool all the same. The little glowing lights led her up to an outdoor ice skating area. She could hear the chatter before she approached and smiled when she saw some familiar faces. She waved in Nell and Connor's direction and brightly greeted, "Happy birthday! Hope you don't mind- I dropped your gift off by your house because it would have been a pain in the ass to carry home. You'll see what I mean."

There were too many people by the alcohol. And, when Luce's choice of who to talk with were between Remmy, Kaden, Leah, some random white boy who was calling people old? Christ. No fucking thanks. Slipping away from the crowd of people, she took her steaming cup of Irish coffee and made her way over to the fire that was roaring off to the side. She didn't care much about the heat or the smores, she was just glad to be out of the fucking away. She'd hang around and make sure the fire was going. She'd do her part to make this a nice birthday for her sister. Glancing across the fire, she pointed at the sticks that were left for people to stab marshmallows on. "If you want smores, go nuts."

Nell waved over at Harsh as he greeted her, hoping the sun would set a little faster so that he'd be able to join the festivities a bit more freely. Nevertheless, she waved him over to the bar where everyone was. Laughing a little she quickly said to Connor, "Why do you think I specifically chose an ice rink? Watching my friends make fools of themselves is my dream." Then she was grinning at Ariana, waving yet again with vigor. "It's that big?" Nell chuckled curiously. "So are you gonna skate with me?"

Connor raised an eyebrow at Ari's mention of her gift. "Bruv, what do you mean? Too big? What'd you get her? A life-size sculpture of Greg the dog?" he asked with a chuckle. He lifted his beer in a small toast. "Happy birthday to Nell, happy party-day to everyone else. I'm Connor, by the way."

Jasmine decided she maybe should have worn more practical heels for this little follow the light to Nell's birthday venture. Normally, she was all about the whole being extra thing, but today, her feet were not particularly feeling it. For Nell, it was all worth it. She'd had a gift in hand that she set down on the table as she approached. She gravitated toward Bea and huffed, "Leave it to you to go all out down to the invitation, Beatrice." She scanned the crowd and waved at a few familiar faces.

Ariana tried to muster her most serious face as she answered Connor's joke. "Obviously. What else would I have made Nell for her birthday?" At Nell's mention of skating, she lit up. Given most of her skating past had included playing hockey, but skating just for skating's sake was always fun too. "You don't have to ask me twice. I love ice skating."

Harsh glanced around, finding a few familiar faces. Huh, it really was a small world. Or a small town, whatever. He followed Nell's wave, casually keeping himself out of the sun. There were enough shadowed spots that it shouldn't be too obvious. "Thanks for the invite, it's pretty cool out here." Trying to catch Kaden's eye, he gave him a little nod. "Hey man, didn't know you were gonna be here. I really need to get out more, I can't remember the last time I went to an actual party."

Remmy,confused, watched Luce slink away and over to the fire pit. They furrowed their brow, but chose to ignore it for now, and smiled at Nell. Moose was already rolling around in the snow, happy as ever. The one person Remmy didn't recognize yet introduced himself as was Connor and they waved. "I'm Remmy," they said, nodding, "and I think I'm gonna try skating!" They backed away and headed over to the table full of skates to rent and picked out their size. They plopped down, put on their boots, and stood up. They hadn't been skating in ages, but how hard could it be? They gave a pointed glance towards Luce at the fire pit before stepping out onto the ice, watching Moose tentatively test it out before deciding to sit happily in the snow at the edge.

"I do have some magical first aid kits, just so you know. I'm prepared for a few scraps," Bea told Kaden. She looked over at Jasmine with a shrug,"You remember how her birthdays were as a kid. She deserves all out." Bea and her friends had always been the few people who came to Nell's birthday parties when she was young. Her classmates, and even the kids in the coven, had avoided Nell. Her sisters had to give Nell a good birthday, especially after how this year has gone for them.

Connor nodded, giving Remmy a smile. "Nice to meet you, mate. Once I've finished this beer, I might grab a pair of skates myself. Hopefully still got enough of my ballet co-ordination to not make an absolute dick of myself." He edged a little closer to Nell, lowering his voice. "How do you know the old people?"

Erins’ mouth gaped as she literally tore the invitation. “What are you--” Almost at the same time, Bea answered and confirmed her question before she could even say anything. Lights appeared out of thin air. “Oh. Thanks. See you soon.” Of course. Magic. That was pretty cool actually. She hung up and led the way. “We’re going to a 24 year old’s birthday party. If there’s not alcohol, I’m leaving,” she joked. Kind of. But if she thought the lights were cool, the frozen pond that definitely shouldn’t be frozen in this weather was just as cool. She moved towards the first familiar face she saw, surprised to see her realtor with Bea, as well as a few others that were less pleasant surprises. “Oh, great,” she mumbled to Marley when she saw Kaden, waving towards Bea and Jasmine. “Please tell me you see the alcohol.”

Ariana snickered to herself as she heard Connor whisper about the old people.

Leah R Sipped her sangria, eyeing the rink cautiously as she walked closer to Bea, Kaden, and Jasmine. "How good are those first aid kits at healing broken bones?" she teased playfully. There was no way she would be out there skating today, but it would be fun to watch her friends tumble over each other. She glanced at Kaden, giving him a short, tight smile, before she looked back to her friends. "That stripper dude that came to your birthday isn't coming, is he? I think it's probably too cold for a stripper."

Luce wasn't surprised by the way Remmy looked at her and she let out a sigh. This wasn't the time or place for drama. Taking another large drink from her cup, Luce looked at the fire and nudged it with magic. The flames turned a slight blue color as she helped it burn a little higher. Glancing over the firepit, she watched as Jasmine, Erin, Marley, and a few other stragglers made their way into the party. What the fuck kind of shoes was Jas wearing?

It took a quick moment to lace up her skates, and in another second Nell was making her way to the ice with her drink still in hand, beckoning the others along. Nell's snicker was quick to join Ariana's before she said, "You know old people need attention, too. If you don't pay attention to them that's how they get wrinkles." Her tone was purposefully loud enough for anyone in the vicinity to hear."

"I sure do," Marley answered, because she'd scouted out the bar table the second she'd gotten there. There were a few familiar faces around, including Langley, of course, but she really didn't care. She didn't exactly want to be here in the first place, but Erin had bullied her into going, and she did kind of like the littlest Vural. Even if she was annoying. Mostly. She split away from Erin and headed towards the bar table, not waiting for her, sunglasses snug on her face. The sun was bright and it was making her head hurt to look at, and this place had just the cure. "Mexican coffee," she said, pointing at the tequila and then the big pot of coffee. "Put a little extra love in it, too."

Jack hadn't expected to be invited back to an event by a Vural after the last time, and definitely not socially rather than as a performer. As he eyed the ice and his breath curling in the cool air, he was kind of glad of that though. He couldn't quite show off his incredible abs and biceps to the crowd in his coat, but there was no amount of clothing that could hide his immaculate silhouette. He slid over to the bar with a casual grace. "Hey Bea, how are you doing?"

Jasmine nodded as she remembered Nell's birthday parties when they were kids. She never quite understood why other kids didn't show up but she was glad Nell got to have something this special now. Even if she did have to walk out here in heels. Skates would actually be a nice change of pace. "Point taken. Next time just warn a girl and she'll wear chunkier heels." She nudged Bea's arm jokingly and gave Kaden a wave. She was just going to gloss over the fact she thought he was a stripper up until a couple of weeks ago. She smiled brightly as Erin approached and said, "You could not be more right, Erin. I need a glass of wine."

Kaden gave Harsh a nod back. "Yeah, I've been friends with Bea for a while now. Nell's had to put up with me at enough dinners over at their house. Guess that earned me an invite." In truth, he cared about Nell, too, but admitting that was different. "How do you know the Vurals?" He blinked in confusion as he saw the stripper from the last party walk in. It was... outdoors. And cold. There was no way they were going to be subjected to this again. At least no one was asking him to strip. Again. For now. Putain. "I think I'm going to need more alcohol for this."

Connor snickered, lightly elbowing Nell. "Oh, better make sure you give them all the attention then. Especially that truck-sized man over there." He could see the sheer size of the man's muscles even beneath the layers of clothing. "Is that Remmy person cool? I'm trying to decide how long is socially acceptable to wait before I ask to pet their dog."

"Not good at all," Bea replied. She wished she could drag her friend out there, but the risk of her breaking wouldn't be worth it. "You could hang out of the edge of the pond? We could try to skate around there if you wanted." She let out a soft laugh as Leah spoke,"I invited him actually. He's sweet and here he comes now!" She grinned at Jack,"Hi! I'm great, so glad you can come! How are you?" She looked over to Jas quickly,"Try the mulled wine! Jack, do you want something to drink?"

Harsh couldn't bite back a laugh. "Wait, you had a stripper at your party? Okay, I clearly need to party with you more often." He turned his smile toward Leah. "Hey, don't think we've met, I'm Harsh." Looking back toward Kaden, he shrugged. "Nell and I hang out sometimes, I haven't spent too much time with the others though. I guess now's a good time to change that."

Jasmine laughed al Nell spoke more loudly. "Yeah, if you don't believe in the old people. They just wither and wrinkle away." She shot a glance over in the area Kaden, Erin, and Bea were standing. She shrugged and looked over to Remmy and asked, "Hey, do you mind if we pet your dog?"

Ariana laughed al Nell spoke more loudly. "Yeah, if you don't believe in the old people. They just wither and wrinkle away." She shot a glance over in the area Kaden, Erin, and Bea were standing. She shrugged and looked over to Remmy and asked, "Hey, do you mind if we pet your dog?"

"Oh hey!" Nell exclaimed as she spotted the enormous man seemingly appear out of thin air which was...quite a feat for someone so large. "Have you met, Kaden?" she asked, pointing towards the man in question. "I think he's actually looking into the stripping business if you have any tips for him," she said in a hushed tone to Jack. Then she turned back to Connor. "Yeah, Remmy is great! And if Moose isn't working I'm sure they'd be fine if you asked to pet him. He's a good boy." Then she turned to Ariana, trying to tug her friend towards the ice with her.

Leah shrugged, not at all put off by not being able to participate in the more physical activities that her friends enjoyed. She was used to it, honestly. "I'll just hang onto the side if I get the urge", she teased, right before her eyes went wide at Bea's next words. "You, invited him? Are you buds with an immaculately sculpted stripper now?" Leah felt heat rise to her face at the idea of it, remembering how forward the man had been at Bea's party. A stranger's introduction was the perfect excuse to calm herself down from the embarrassment. "I'm Leah,” she said with a smile, shaking his hand. She wondered if her body heat crept through her gloves. "I'm good friends with Nell's sister, haven't missed one of her birthday parties yet." She smiled as she looked around at the other members of the party, most of whom she'd met at least once before. "Everyone here is pretty cool, mostly anywhere. There are a few stragglers", she said, her gaze falling to Kaden.

Connor nodded a hello to the other person close-by that he didn't know, who had introduced himself as Harsh. Ariana, in true form, wasn't shy about asking about the gigantic Leonberger. "Well, I don't see a vest on him, so I guess it's okay to ask." People were heading towards the ice, so he decided to go and rent some skates too.

A long, elongated shadow moved under parts of the ice, bumping against the ice occasionally.

Bea pointed at the ice and laughed, "Look, a shark."

“You and me both,” Erin grinned at Jasmine. “I didn’t know the whole town knew the Vurals.” She wasn’t surprised to see Marley already ordering something for herself and followed suit to the table and ordered a glass for herself. “I thought this was supposed to be a kid’s party?” She joked, watching the crowd. Not that she was complaining. She leaned closer to Jasmine, smirking, lowering her voice like she was sharing a secret. “Also, did I overhear someone say there’s a stripper?”

Luce tossed a fresh couple of logs onto the fire and brushed the bits of bark off her hand. Walking away, she made her way back towards the ice, moving past Leah, Jasmine, and Bea. Raising an eyebrow at Leah's words and pointed glance at Kaden, she raised her eyebrows. As she neared the edge of the ice, Luce frowned. There was a dark shadow under the ice-- what? What the fuck was that? Looking over at her sister, Luce rolled her eyes. "It's probably just a piece of driftwood." She said, though she kept her eyes focused on the strange shape.

Connor turned his head at the mention of the word 'shark', furrowing his brow. "Oh, nah, not more White Crest bullshit. It's a birthday party, bro."

Nell saw the shadow moving beneath, and for a quick second wondered whether Ma'al's tentacley ass had decided to make an appearance. Was that cult appropriate? "Maybe it's Squidward," she chuckled, remembering the demon who had lived in the lake.

Jasmine tilted her head and gave Leah a questioning look as he gaze implied Kaden wasn't cool. She barely refrained from asking about it in the moment. Instead, she smiled brightly at Jack. "It's nice to have you here as a guest." Though she did slightly prefer his stripping attire. "Mulled wine it is." She agreed with Erin and said, "They really do, but it's good to see a familiar face. How do you know the Vurals?" She laughed at the mention of there being alcohol and a stripper at a kids' party.

Remmy stopped in the middle of the rink at the mention of 'shark' and glanced around their feet. They noticed the shadow swimming around under them then over to the edge. "Is that, like-- possible? Is he okay? Do you think he's scared?" they asked, skating over to the edge back near Moose and trying to scrape away some ice with the pick of their skate. "Should we do something!?" they asked worriedly.

Kaden rolled his eyes at Leah's pointed comment towards him. What he did to piss her off other than existing, he didn't fucking know. At least he knew why Marley and Erin disliked him. That was good and earned. His brow furrowed at the mention of a fucking shark in the pond. "Only in goddamn White Crest. What is it?" he asked as he approached the ice, drink still in hand but reaching for his knife, just in case.

Bea laughed,"Are you shocked that I became friends with him? He was fun at the birthday party and I love having connections with performers." She kept her eye on the shadow, "Luce's right, it's driftwood, but I'm also right and it's a shark. Driftwood shark. Sharkwood?"

Luce glanced over at Remmy, blinking at their question. "I really don't think that it's a shark. Bea's joking. Or hitting the irish coffee too hard." As Kaden walked up, hand going to the knife on his belt, Luce scowled at him. "Stand down, Ranger Rick. It's nothing. We would have noticed if there was a damn shark in the pond." Right? They would have noticed, right?

Connor hadn't even got to the skate rental booth. He'd turned to watch what was happening with the shark. He doubted it was spiritual in nature, so an exorcist wouldn't do any good. Instead, he stood at the edge of the pond, a little ways back. "Of course Kaden's got his knife." He wasn't complaining when the guy had helped with his Snicker Snacker problem, but at a birthday party? Only in White Crest.

With everyone distracted, maybe Marley could just slip away and go home. Erin seemed to be having fun with her actual friends, anyway. The woman she was with was one Marley recognized from somewhere. Like...a post sign or an ad for something. Marley squinted at her, luckily her gaze hidden behind her glasses, but she wasn't exactly being subtle about it. She sipped her coffee and plodded a little further away, sitting near the fire pit but away from most of the others gathered around it. Where the _fuck_ did she know that woman's face from?

Nell took note of her own knives that were nearly always on her person, not pulling one out but all too willing to take a tease at Kaden despite the hypocrisy of it. "It's the only way he knows how to make friends." It was...actually somewhat true considering all the people he'd to mistakenly hunt and then befriended.

Harsh returned Leah's handshake, more than a little grateful that her gloves probably hid the fact that he was a little colder than he should have been. "Nice to meet you. If they throw a lot of parties like this, I've got to get myself invited to more." The word 'shark floating around turned Harsh's head, his brow furrowing. Well, it probably wouldn't be a White Crest party without some kind of insane nonsense. He casually sauntered a little closer to the ice, trying to catch a glimpse of the supposed shark. "Well, if it's not hurting anyone, or itself, maybe we should leave it be for a bit."

Ariana looked down at the ice and tried to decipher what was underneath it. "Doesn't look like a shark." She peered over the ice as she tried to get a better look before shrugging and deciding to skate anyway. "Come on," she motioned for Nell and Connor to join her while also laughing at the joke's at Kaden's expense.

Leah shook her head with a laugh, grinning. "Listen, I don't know why anything shocks me anymore. As long as you think he's cool and he won't give me a lap dance, I don't mind getting to know him." She tilted her head as the attention turned to a figure under the ice. "A pond shark? It's pretty unlikely". It was more likely a Selkie or a mermaid, here in White Crest. She hoped whoever froze over the pond checked for anyone alive underneath, first. She nodded at Harsh's comment. "Yes, let's let it Bea. It's probably just, uh... saying hello!"

The shadow swam another lap of the pond at unbelievable speeds, banging its tail against the ice where the crowd was.

Remmy shrugged, then, looking at Luce and then everyone else who just didn't seem to care about what was under the ice. Whatever it was, it probably was okay under there. Still a tad nervous, Remmy stood back up and skated backwards, slowly, away from Luce and towards the middle again. "Should we at least give it a little place to get out?"

Erin should have been better prepared for that question. Any which way, her connection with the Vural’s was wildly illegal. “Oh, just family friends,” she shrugged, taking a hearty sip of the mulled wine. And then another when there was sudden talk about a shark in the pond. “Sharks and strippers. Why does this feel appropriate for a Vural party?” Maybe she should have been more worried about whatever was floating down there but she couldn’t bring herself to do more than drink again. Erin glanced over at Marley and narrowed her eyes. “Are you…good?”

Connor wandered over to Jasmine, almost like a child returning to a mother's side during a time of crisis. "Hey, do they have pond sharks in White Crest?"

Jasmine vaguely noticed one of the women staring at her. It wasn't entirely uncommon, her outfit did look great. She decided to stay at the table with the alcohol at the mention of a shark in the pond. It wasn't surprising to see Harsh check it out more closely. Ever the hunter that one was. She stayed close to Bea as she had no need to see what animal was in the pond. "I don't know what it is, but I think I'll let someone else figure it out." Not a ghost, not her problem was her mentality for today. Especially with a hunter present. She still felt eyes on her so she opted to smile and wave.

Luce jumped back as the shadow moved under the ice and began to smack against the ice. "Fuck!" She swore, startled by the sudden movement and noise. Glancing over at Leah and the random dude next to her, Luce glanced around at the people who were gathered. Pond shark, or whatever the fuck it was, didn't wanna be in there. At Remmy's words, she nodded. "Yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Outta the way, people." She said before raising a hand. A small flickering blue flame appeared on the ice and began to melt through. As a hole began to form, Luce snuffed out the magic and then drove the heel of her Doc Marten into the weakened section of ice. Kicking at the ice, she broke open a small area of water and looked down at it. "Uh... shark? You there?" She asked, feeling real fucking stupid as she did.

Harsh grimaced. Alright, that probably wasn't normal. Pond sharks were one thing, but aggressive, turbo, pond sharks were probably worse. He glanced around. "Alright, maybe it's time to get off the ice." He drew a little closer, watching as Luce took charge. "We should give it some space. If it's confused, it might bite anything it gets close to."

Bea watched as she sipped her coffee. It was mainly whiskey, but she was happy with it nonetheless. Pond sharks were exciting and people seemed to be intrigued by it. "I gotta thank whoever put the shark in the pond, this is fun," She wondered if Luce did it as a surprise like Nell had hired Jack for her party.

Jasmine nodded. "Family friends, good stuff." She gave Bea a smile and explained, "I've known this lovely lady since kindergarten." Her attention turned to Connor as he approached and she gave him a pat on the shoulder, "I know the lake used to have a squid. Don't know about pond sharks."

Connor was too stupid to be scared of whatever was in the pond, and instead opted for excitedly intrigued. He sensed he was about to watch one of the Vural sisters do some magic and was thrilled at the prospect. "I love that."

"Wait, I wanna see what it is!" Nell told Ariana as she tried to skate away. "Maybe he just wants a drink..." she mused before tipping a bit of her drink onto the ice as if she were making an offering. "Here you go, Shark-Boy."

Jasmine pouted and scooted up towards the edge of the ice. "It's probably just a fish!" Maybe not in White Crest, but she wanted to skate. "Oh my god," she laughed as Nell poured out a drink on the ice. "You're really giving a whole new meaning to pouring one out for the homies."

Marley felt like her name was right on the tip of her tongue, the mystery lady at the table, but she couldn't figure it out. Grumpily, she sipped more of her coffee, finishing it off before standing up and heading over for another. While she waited, she looked at Erin, then to her companion. "I know you from somewhere, don't I?" she asked, rubbing her eyes briefly before glancing sideways at Erin. "Peachy keen," she said with a grimace, "I've got coffee and alcohol, what more could a girl want?"

Ariana pouted and scooted up towards the edge of the ice. "It's probably just a fish!" Maybe not in White Crest, but she wanted to skate. "Oh my god," she laughed as Nell poured out a drink on the ice. "You're really giving a whole new meaning to pouring one out for the homies."

Jasmine tilted her head and tried to gather if she recognized the other woman. "I don't think we've met, but I'm Jasmine. You've probably seen some of my advertisements around town." She raised her glass towards the woman and said, "Good to meet you."

Bea inched closer to the crowd, she wanted to see the shark. "Do sharks like coffee?"

Luce scowled as Nell leaned over and poured her drink into the ice. "Don't do that. You might... drown it? Can coffee drown sharks? Or is that poisoning?" She asked, looking around for anyone who might have more than a high school freshman biology background.

Adam busted in late pretty sure his ass was grass for getting 'delayed'. However when it turned out that the lady of the hour was peering as some shark circling beneath the ice, siblings and dumbasses in tow, Adam promptly decided to take a swig of birthday wine earlier

Connor couldn't hear all the conversation that was going on surrounding the shark, but he'd decided to forgo getting his skates for the time being. He put his empty bottle in the recycling and ordered another drink. "Well, whatever it is, Kaden is about to go all Crocodile Dundee on it's arse, so I'm not worried about it.”

Leah glanced toward Bea as she inched closer to the pond, pressing her lips together. "I don't think they do... but are we sure that's even a shark?", she wondered aloud. She sipped from her sangria again, she was far too sober for this.

Remmy skated over a little closer to the hole Luce had made and watched with the others, wondering what might come out of the hole. "It-- I...don't think sharks can drown, Luce," they said, a little confused. Could they? "Don't they like...breath water? They've got gills and stuff..." They looked over at Luce and Ariana, pouring stuff onto the ice and into the hole for him. "Maybe we're scaring him by all standing around. SHould we give him some space?"

"It's a shark for sure, I have a degree in this," Bea told Leah seriously, though they both knew that was a lie. "Do you think the shark can get caffeinated?" Seeing Adam, she waved,"Adam! There's a shark here!"

Jasmine took a sip of her mulled wine and looked towards Kaden. Crocodile Dundee? She trusted Harsh to handle it more if it was really needed. "Right, well, he can have fun with that then. I'll be over here enjoying my wine away from the wild life."

Adam threw up his hands and said. "People told me NOT to bring my guns to a party! What the Hell!"

Jasmine shook her head at Nell's gun nut boyfriend.

Connor had watched Adam stroll in. He hoped the guy had brought Nell a bloody good present for turning up late. She didn't seem too upset about it though. "That's Adam. He's just... special."

“Oh, I remember the squid,” Erin shook her head. Boy howdy did she ever. “Jasmine’s the one who got me set up in my apartment, actually,” she added, glancing at Marley, though it was hard to keep her attention off of the group circling the hole in the lake. Leaning against the bar, she ordered another drink. “They look like they’ve definitely got it under control.”

Luce raised an eyebrow at Adam's outburst before returning to the hole. There wasn't anything going on at the moment, but that didn't mean it wasn't gonna pop out of the ice and try and eat them or something. Poking at the water with her boot, Luce looked at Remmy. "Shark's got stage fright? I mean, I've heard weirder shit, so you might be onto something there." She said before shuffling back a bit.

One minute, Dave had been scouting out whether there was any Gryndylow in this tiny pond, beating the pond bottom with his fin to disturb whatever was down there and get a feel for it. The next, he was resurfacing and had banged his head against a lid of ice. No way in hell had it been anywhere near cold enough to freeze over the entire pond in the ten minutes he'd been down there. But it had. Dave had swum around and around, looking for any gap, and had bounced his body against it to try and break the ice until he had a headache. It was only then that he began to worry, the oxygen in his arteries slowly running out. When he'd noticed shadows moving over the ice, he'd tried to get their attention, banging on the ice. Suddenly part of the water warmed up, and he felt the ice crack through his whiskers. Dave swam up quickly, poking his heavily scarred snout out of the water to breath deeply. Imminent threat of death solved, he now had to address the seal in the room: that there shouldn't have been a seal in this pond, and that there definitely shouldn't have been a loose leopard seal on this side of the equator.

As soon as the seal's head broke the ice, a look of slight disappointment came over Nell's face. "Oh. It's a seal." A shark would have been cooler.

"Oh, yes! Right! That's where I've seen your face! On the bench outside the precinct! You're the realtor gal, Jasmine Hale," Marley said, excited suddenly, that something, finally something could come to mind without hours of sitting and thinking about it. She sighed with audible relief and grabbed her next drink, sliding up next to Erin, suddenly much less moody than before. She leaned against Erin as she held her hand out to Jasmine. "Marley Stryder. Nice to meet you. For real. You're like half a celebrity in this town, considering your face is everywhere."

Adam looked at Bea with a scowl that betrayed just a hint of disappointment that a deadly predator hadn't shown up at a social occasion. "It’s a fuckin seal.”

It struck Connor that he'd been the first to ask how Nell knew all these old people, but now he was the one hanging out with them all while the rest of them were skating. "Jas and I only met after I'd found my beach house, but she's pretty good at her job. I bet your place is sick." He turned his head at the commotion as the shark - which actually now revealed itself to be some type of giant seal - emerged from the icy water. "Don't stab it! Or shoot it!" He called, stepping closer to the ice. "Just... I dunno, let it wobble off or something."

"Well, it looked like a shark!!" Bea isn't sure why anyone believed her, but it was nice to know her influence. "Do seals like coffee? Or whiskey?"

Ariana stopped skating as she saw a seal emerge from a hole in the pond. A seal. In a pond. Was it Ricky or Skylar? She'd never actually seen them as seals before so she skated closer to the opening. She eyed Adam and Kaden to see what their reaction would be. "See, it's just a seal. No reason to not skate."

Kaden was waiting for a monster of some sort to pop out from the hole in the ice. It was absolutely the sort of thing that would happen in White Crest. When he saw a seal, a leopard seal at that, all he could say was "putain de merde." There was no reason a seal like that could be in a pond unless it was a selkie. He really should stab it. He would have a year ago. But for now, he sighed and put the knife away. "Leave the seal alone."

Harsh glanced at the weirdo yelling about guns. "Yeah, I still don't think shooting it is the best idea. But I think we should all give it some space, like they said," he noted, nodding at Remmy. His eyes went wide as a seal poked its head up out of the ice. Well, that was new. He moved closer carefully, kneeling near the open hole. "I think it's alright, but uh, I wouldn't give it any alcohol."

Luce swore as the ice was broken and a big fucking animal poked its head out of the water and huffed. "What the fuck is that thing doing in our pond?" She asked. Looking over at Nell, she realized her sister was right. It was a seal. And now Adam had figured it was a seal. Okay, apparently everyone was a fucking zoologist or whatever. "Yeah, what the pasty british kid said. No one attacked it. Just stay away from the hole and let it have room to breathe or whatever."

A seal? Wait-- it wasn't-- Remmy blinked and focused on them. No, not Skylar. Sighing with relief, they skated back over, still keeping a distance. "Umm, are you okay mister seal? Or um-- misses seal? I can't-- I don't know seal genders..." they looked over at everyone else, up to Luce, shrugging. "Maybe they got stuck? Do you need help? I think there's a river close by..." But no one else seemed to be moving to try and help the surprised looking seal. "Should we help them?"

Leah laughed at Bea, shaking her head. It was definitely not a shark, then. But a seal, which meant it was a selkie, which meant they probably needed some room to breath. "Maybe we should leave it alone", she said, agreeing with Kaden for once. She was surprised that he wasn't attacking it, didn't hunters hate selkies, too?

"Big seal," Bea observed. "I'm kind of disappointed that it wasn't a shark, but a seal is cool too." She considered her little sister's friends for a moment, before speaking to the crowd,"Don't try to pet the seal too."

Adam disappeared off to the greenhouse for a time and returned with some plywood planks. Merrily slide-swearing his way out to the pond, Adam proceeded to cover the hole so people didn't plunge in.

If Dave had been able to hear the reaction and thoughts of everyone there, he would have been offended. As Immo's most murderous character, he was definitely more dangerous than the average shark.

Connor couldn't even be upset at the pasty British kid comment, considering it was true. "Yeah, see?" He swallowed another mouthful of beer, deciding he was actually going to get his skates now. He joined the others on the ice within a few moments, but not too close to the seal-hole. "Come on, mate. Weirder shit happens in this town than pond sharks and pond seals. As long as it isn't eating anyone, it's fine." He looked over at Adam, who'd returned with some planks. "Dude, I know you're a football player or whatever, but you know seals need to breathe, right?"

As the wood covered the hole, Nell tried to pour a little more of the hot toddy through the planks of it, figuring the seal should also have a good time. "It's okay- maybe he just wants a drink."

Adam peered down at the seal whose hole he was boarding up, give him a long "Dude we gonna do this or naw?" stare.

Luce shrugged at Remmy's suggestion, shaking her head as she stared at the seal that still had its head poking out the hole. "I'm not about to try and get that thing outta here, I'd get my hand bitten off if I tried to help it out." Watching as Nell moved to pour more alcohol on the animal, Luce grabbed her sister's arm. "C'mon, don't fuck with the wildlife." She chided. "How'd you like it if someone dumped a hot toddy on your head after you got out of bed or whatever?"

Dave carefully considered his options, breathing deeply. They'd forget this, right? Regular humans would talk about the weird fish they'd seen. Just as he'd gotten enough air for half an hour, that fucking kid he'd met in the underwater cave that one time began boarding him up. I damn well saved your neck back then he thought aggressively at Adam, slowly slinking back into the water. As a hot liquid was poured on him, he jerked back in clear discomfort, diving back under the water. He'd have to wait until they fucked off before leaving.

Erin raised a skeptic eyebrow at Marley, her mood suddenly brightening. Didn’t have time to question it as the creature was revealed to be a seal. “Aw, a seal?” Wait, a seal? Her first thought went to Skylar. She doubted it was her but she started gravitating a little closer. “Jesus Christ, Nell, stop pouring alcohol on the seal!” She yelled.

"Aww, oh no," Nell said as the seal obviously didn't like her offer of a drink, not having meant to pour it on the seal. "Sorry!" she called down into the hole even after the seal had disappeared. "I can get something colder if you want?"

Adam murmured "Hey uh Nell....did you like...brain-warp this seal in here..or?"

Remmy frowned, a bit sadly, as Adam started boarding up the hole the seal was in. What if it was a selkie, like Skylar and Ricky? What if they were worried or scared? But they didn't have too much time to contemplate this, as the seal recoiled and dove back under. "Ahh, wait-- oh," they sighed, "bye seal." Waved at them before standing up again and looking down at Luce. "Are you gonna sulk by the fire pit the whole time, or?" they asked, raising a brow. "Don't tell me you don't know how to skate."

Nell considered the question for a long-moment in her inebriated state, wondering if she had actually Summoned the seal here. "...maybe? I don't think so. No- if it was me it would have been a shark. A shark would have been cooler," she lamented once again.

Kaden shouted out at Nell, "What did I say? Leave the sel-- seal. Leave the seal alone." He grumbled and went to refill his drink. He was going to need a lot more to deal with this.

Harsh rose as the gun weirdo moved to board up the hole. Well, crisis apparently averted then. He so needed a drink. Hands in his pockets, he wandered back over to the drinks table to grab something strong.

Adam gave Nell a helpless 'babe your crazy is hot but it scares me' grin and stood up to awkwardly scoot his way over to actually get some skates

Ariana kept skating around the ice and her features brightened up as she saw Adam grabbing skates. "Finally."

Bea looked over at the older crowd around her, "Do we want to get on the ice too?"

Luce looked over at Remmy, squinting as they waved "bye seal" to the weird fucking seal chilling in the pond they'd commandeered for the party. Okay then. Well, that was enough excitement she could take sober. She needed some real fucking alcohol. "I do know how to skate, but I'm sure not gonna do it when that," She gestured to the recently vacated airhole, "is swimming underneath us. Did you see those teeth? It'd fucking bite off a leg. I'm gonna drink is what I'm going to do."

Leah glanced at her friends, deciding what might be best to do. "I'll just walk on the ice, not skate. That's way less chance of me falling in, right? Walking and holding onto the side." Somehow, the drink in her hand was already empty, and a warm haze surrounded her vision.

Jasmine took another long sip of her wine and happily said, "Absolutely. Now that I know nothing in the pond will try to eat me, I'm game."

Connor skated around with Ari and Nell and Leah and now, Adam. "Are you the only one underage?" he asked Ari, giving her a little smile. "Don't worry. Fuck pre-gaming. We can post-game at my house now that it's not infested any more."

Kaden sighed. "Are you going to make me?"

Adam looked back at Connor with a frown, wondering if the infestation was ghosts or cockroaches or satan or something but decided not to ask. He tied up his skates and began breaklining across the pond, perhaps unsure of what 'casual skating' was.

Remmy shook their head. "Scaredy cat," they teased, before skating away. Moose had been following them along the outside of the pond, running back and forth, making sure to stay away from the hole. Finally, he settled into the spot next to Luce, laying down next to her as he watched Remmy skate away. They were choosing to have a good time, Luce could stay behind and be grumpy all she wanted. They skated up to Nell. "Wanna race?"

Jack was better in high heels than skates, but he got on the ice with enthusiasm. "I don't know what all the fuss was about that big fish," he said with a shrug, flexing his gorgeous muscles as he skated about with perfect grace - even when he lost his balance and fell on his ass.

Ariana knew Remmy wasn't talking to her, but couldn't resist a good race. "Hell yeah she does. I'm getting in on it, too."

Marley took another long sip, watching as everyone finally dispersed once the seal was gone and the hole was boarded up. She looked over at Erin, who had started walking towards the pond as well, yelling at Nell. "Ah, leave her alone," she said, grabbing at Erin's arm, tugging her back, "it's her birthday. Let her be crazy." Besides, she wanted Erin to stay with her. "Wanna roast marshmallows? I hear those are supposed to be good or whatever." Plus, she'd never done that before, and she kinda really wanted to try.

Connor was more than happy to join in one the race, provided they all stayed away from the hole. "Oh, I'll play too, but can I please pet your dog after? He's so cute."

Bea put on her skates and waved to all her friends. "Come on! Have some fun! See Jack is having a great time!"

Adam zipped to the far side of the pond and produced a 'flag' from the jersey under his jack, holding it up high for the races to take their places.

For the rest of the evening, Dave would periodically resurface in that tiny hole to breath, and spent the rest of his time judging everyone at their ice skating skills.

Erin winced when the muscle-y hunk of a man she could only assume to be the stripper hit the ice hard. She wanted to skate but she got the impression Marley wasn’t ready yet. “Sure, marshmallows sound good. But don’t think you’re getting out of getting out there with me,” she said pointedly before following Marley to the open fire.

Seeing Remmy come up beside her, Nell didn't hesitate to answer. "Hell yeah I do!" she echoed Ariana's sentiment. "I can start us off." Then she began a countdown. "Three...two...one...go!" On the word 'go' she didn't hesitate to playfully shove both Remmy and Ariana as she took off and Adam worked his makeshift flag, trying to get a cheap head start by throwing them off kilter. Then she called back to Erin and Marley. "Yeah! Leave me alone!" she laughed as she skated on, carefully avoiding the hole in the ice. Despite the seal, and perhaps even in conjunction with the seal, the warmth of the party had her grinning as she raced around the rink, unable to think of anything she'd trade this party, company, and seal for.

[holymotherofbokuto]

Marauders Preferences: How They React to Your Death

James

“Jamie, I have to go,” you whined, trying to pull your hand out of your boyfriend’s grasp.

You had a mission for the Order tonight, and James kept saying that he wanted to cuddle. You desperately wanted to plop next to him in bed and snuggle up in your favorite blanket, but there were Death Eaters to spy on.

“But I’m cold, Y/N. You’re just going to let your favorite person freeze instead of cuddling with them?” he pouted, his glasses slipping down his nose.

You laughed and pushed up his glasses before pecking him on the lips, pulling back reluctantly when he tried to deepen it. “I don’t see Remus here,” you joked as his frown deepened. Giggling, you gave him a small kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be back in the morning, Jamie, and then we can cuddle all day. I love you.”

“Love you too,” he called back, collapsing into the bed and hugging your pillow so that he could smell you even when you were gone.

When he woke up the next morning, he immediately reached over to your side of the bed to pull you closer, but you weren’t there. Frowning, he threw back his blanket and slipped his feet into the stag slippers you had given him last Christmas as a joke.

He expected to see you in the kitchen, dancing and cooking breakfast because you didn’t want to wake him. James really started to worry when he didn’t see you there.

Pulling out his wand, he decided to magic up some food, hoping that your report to Dumbledore had just taken longer than usual. He ate in silence, thoughts running ramped through his head.

James practically sprinted to the door when he heard the knock. Grinning, he opened it, hoping to see your smiling face. Instead, he saw a bruised and battered Sirius on his welcome mat.

He immediately knew what happened by the look in his eyes, but he refused to believe it. “No. No, Padfoot, this isn’t funny. Where’s Y/N?”

“James,” Sirius spoke sadly, his voice cracking.

“No,” he said determinedly, his head shaking rapidly. “No, they’re alive, Y/N was here last night. They promised they’d come back. They-they said we could stay in bed all day. Y/N is alive!”

“James, I’m so sorry,” he croaked out, reaching out to his friend carefully. “They-they got Y/N when she wasn’t looking, a kid had run out of his house and they were trying to protect him from the curses. Y/N turned around when he started crying and one of the Death Eaters got them. I’m so sorry.”

Tears were openly streaming down James’s face. You had promised! A sob escaped his lips when he realized that you were gone, really gone. No more cuddles, no more kisses, no more late night talks or bad pranks against each other. You were gone.

That night James sat in your bed, a moving picture of you on his back as he ran through the snow, huge grins on both of your faces. He had your pillow tucked to his chest, inhaling the lingering scent of you. Sobs were escaping his tightly closed lips as he thought of you.

You were gone.

Remus

Remus was standing behind you, his head on your shoulder and his arms around your waist as you concentrated on the cake you were baking for Harry’s first birthday. You were the only one of the Marauders who could cook even a little, so you were in charge of all holiday snacks.

“Ooh, chocolate,” Remus cheered when he saw the brown frosting in your hands. You laughed and smeared a little on his nose, laughing harder when his eyes crossed as he tried to lick it off.

“Here, Remmy, open up,” you giggled before squeezing some chocolate icing into his awaiting mouth.

He hummed appreciatively as he licked the excess off of his lips. “I knew I was marrying you for a reason,” he teased.

You gasped jokingly and opened your mouth to reply when you heard the front door burst open. Remus rolled his eyes at the sound. “Why does Sirius always have to be so dramatic?”

Chuckling, you followed him into the living room to see a group of Death Eaters brandishing their wands. Remus immediately shoved you behind him and took his wand out of his pocket.

The next few minutes were spent in a blur of curses and hexes. You had taken down one of the three enemies with a powerful body bind curse, but the other two were focusing on your husband.

Turning around, you saw Remus battling one of the Death Eaters while the other was sneaking up on him from behind. You heard the dreaded curse beginning to escape his lips and did the first thing that came to mind.

“Avada Kedavra!” Remus heard from behind him. He tensed up, preparing for the feeling of his soul leaving his body, until he heard a dull thump.

His entire being froze at the sound. Panicking, he took down the man in front of him with a strong stupefy before spinning around.

And there you were, laying at his feet. Dead.

Remus had never felt such a powerful anger in his entire life. “Diffendo!” he roared, severing the man’s arms from his body.

Moony fell to the floor, scooping your lifeless body into his arms. “I love you, Y/N,” he whispered, “I wanted to live life with you, have a family with you, give Harry cousins to play with. But I guess this was your time,” he told your body, a lump in his throat garbling his words and tears falling onto your faces, “and I know I’m supposed to accept that, but I can’t. I’m so sorry I let this happen to you. Merlin, it should’ve been me Y/N! I’m already a monster, you have so much more to live for! Why did you do that?”

And that’s how Sirius and James found him hours later, cradling your corpse to him and whispering ‘whys’ into your unhearing ears.

Sirius

He was in Azkaban when it happened.

You had been writing him letters once a week, getting his side of the story so that you could get him a trial. You knew your boyfriend wasn’t guilty and you were determined to prove it.

So he was definitely worried when two weeks passed without him receiving a letter.

Sirius was pacing in his cell when Albus Dumbledore appeared in front of it. He immediately rushed over to the bars and asked the question that had been running around his head for the past weeks.

“How’s Y/N?”

The twinkle in the old man’s eyes dimmed at the question, but he quickly forced it back. “L/N is the reason I’m here, actually. They got you free.”

Sirius would have celebrated if he hadn’t noticed the way Dumbledore avoided his question.

“If Y/N got me free,” he started dangerously, “then where. are. they?”

Dumbledore heaved a sigh before silently apparating Sirius our of the prison. They appeared in his office and the older wizard gently pushed Sirius into a seat.

“I believe that I have some unfortunate news to share,” Dumbledore told him, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes tiredly. “During the process of proving your innocence, L/N was targeting by Voldemort’s followers. They had just brought me your most recent letters when they were cornered outside of their house by Peter Pettigrew. I am truly sorry to inform you that Y/N did not survive the confrontation.”

Sirius couldn’t move. You were dead? No, no you couldn’t be. He was going to propose the night he got arrested, the night James and Lily died. You were going to cry and jump in his arms and you would get married the next year in autumn because you had always wanted a fall wedding.

You couldn’t be dead, because he had never been able to call you his wife.

[shaynawrites23]

Hi! Hope this isn't too many for the Fanfic asks 😂😂: 1,3,6,11,14,18,38,47 💚

okay first of all holy crap you’re in my inbox. I’m freaking out inside bc you’re like a tumblr celebrity to me so... holy crap you’re in my inbox. 😂

It’s definitely not too many!! I love ask games 😂 and I’m probably gonna ask you all these later bc now I’m curious 😂

1. things that inspire you

um... I don’t know?? 😂 I guess, my crush, music, nature, prompts and quotes, and Bucky Barnes 😂

3. name three favorite writers

okay I assume it’s fic writers so Ria @im-a-writer-right, Remmy @remmyswritings and... Lena @angelinathebook (I’d name more if I could but I like being exact so...)

6. how did writing change you?

good question. very good question. 😂 I think it improved my writing abilities, both fiction and non-fiction like emails and stuff but I’m just now realizing that’s probably not what it meant. 😅 I guess it made me... happier, you know? I used to be depressed after some family fights and my grandparents moving out and then I started writing. It became my escape, and it helped me out of that bad period.

11. do you listen to music while writing?

generally... no. I tend to write whenever I have time so it’s like, a couple minutes here, a few sentences there, and usually if I’d play music, I’d probably be disturbing the rest of my family. but if I sit down to write for some time, I play classical music in the background (yes I’m a classical girl 😉)

14. easiest character to write

Bucky. without a doubt it’s Bucky. I’m surprised myself because I’ve never seen the marvel movies and I only got to know him through reading other people’s fics but yeah, for me he’s the easiest character to write.

18. favorite pairing to write

Bucky x reader (I’m sure you couldn’t tell from how many I write for Bucky 😂 jk) I don’t even know why 😂

38. do you reread your own stories?

yes I do! sometimes I want to see whether i still consider it ‘good,’ and other times because I see the title on my masterlist and I just... forgot how it went 😂

47. how many unfinished ideas/stories are you working on at the same time?

oh god. I usually only write one fic at a time, but ideas? I have many. too many.

I keep a writing notebook to write down what challenges I joined, fic ideas and stuff, little lines and bits of dialogue that come to me so... I just checked and right now I have...

7 fics to write for challenges

2 requests

1 fic idea

my sensory prompt series

and Ria’s birthday fic

(I swear it looked like less on paper 😂 oh boy)

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I Am Blessed And I Know It - Actress, Mary Njoku Declares As She Celebrates Birthday

I Am Blessed And I Know It – Actress, Mary Njoku Declares As She Celebrates Birthday

I Am Blessed And I Know It – Actress, Mary Njoku Declares As She Celebrates Birthday Mary Remmy-Njoku, the Nollywood actress, expressed her gratitude to God as she clocked a new age on Sunday. On her Instagram page, Njoku announced her birthday, as she called her new age a “year of bliss”. She noted that some people didn’t make it to her age and some would never do, hence her gratitude. Sharing…

[fourspinningwheels-blog]

Kilimanjaro

We arrived in Moshi on Sunday night and met our hiking companions: Rebeca from Spain and the very adventurous Sanchez family from France (Eric, Tristan and Yarra).

We were now firmly on Tanzanian time and the following morning was more than a bit chaotic as we made trips to multiple supermarkets and a hire store before finally starting our hike at around 3pm. The hire store was an experience in itself and we suspect that we were wearing more than a few charity donated items...

Fully kitted out in our ethically questionable attire, we began our 6 day trek. Our team of 6 hikers was supported by no fewer than 22 people (a guide, 2 assistant guides, cook and 18 porters). Here we are looking fresh - that would definitely change over the coming days...

We took the Machame or “Whiskey” Route, named because of its popularity and relative difficulty compared to the Marangu or “Coca Cola” Route. The route begins in a dark and damp rainforest but the scenery and temperatures slowly change as you pass through moorland, alpine desert and ice fields as you ascend.

The terrain itself is not too challenging (there was a small amount of scrambling on 3rd day) and the porters are carrying most of your kit, tents and food. However altitudes above 3000m leave you feeling very short of breath and our guides Remmy, Burra and Victor kept us walking “pole pole” (slowly slowly) at a pace of just 2-3km/hr. It felt a little frustrating at times and we watched our porters doing double the speed with 20kg balanced on their heads but in retrospect we needed the time to acclimate and make sure we weren’t too exhausted for the final push to the summit.

Altitude can also suppress your appetite - so one porter, Simon - was given the specific task of force feeding us enormous quantities of energy rich (beige) food three times a day. A task which he seemed to enjoy a little too much.

The summit day was the most challenging by far. We began climbing at midnight, ascending 1200m in the dark and reaching the summit just at sunrise. The tiredness and altitude combined left us both feeling unusually emotional at the top but luckily there were no other adverse effects.

There was a bit of a scramble as many hikers fought to have quick photos at the summit marker in the subzero temperatures and howling winds (think frozen beards and numb hands) before making a rapid descent again.

We completed our descent the following day and after lengthy showers joined the Sanchez family in celebrating Yarra and Tristan’s birthday properly (thankfully without the beige food!) with lots of locals dancing and singing happy birthday as they brought out a fruit cake of pineapple, watermelon and banana.

All too soon it was time to say goodbye and we prepared to cycle to the coast for the next stage of our adventure. There are far too many photos to fit on this blog so we are looking forward to getting some of them printed when we get home again!

[naijavoicemedia]

The Stars Were Out To Celebrate Mr Eazi's 30th Birthday

The Stars Were Out To Celebrate Mr Eazi’s 30th Birthday

“A special birthday party with my very close circle.” That was how Mr Eazi described his recent 30th birthday bash. And based on the photos from the event, it’s the gathering of stars and friends we like to see. On Monday, the singer celebrated a new decade in Ghana, with his girlfriend, Temi Otedola, and a handful of his close friends; including Adjetey Anang, Joeboy, Mary-Remmy Njoku, emPawa…

[remmysbounty]

chapter 8

This. Is. It. I decided to make this THE LAST CHAPTER of my choose your own adventure fic! I hope you’ve all enjoyed the ride and keep an eye out at the end of this chapter for a little question… 😉

For the first time since the whole incident, Joaquin was the one dragging you around for the day. He wasn’t quite sure how it had come to this, but something about having that memory locked in his mind made him feel secure in what he was doing. Yet as the two of you walked inside the market you couldn’t help but chuckle at the amazement in Joaquin’s eyes, just like the first time the two of you had gone.

There was so much to do, to see, and yet he led you through the organized chaos with ease. He looked to you, his eyes carrying that look that before you never would have fully understood, to now knowing it to be love.

“You said you wanted to get some things for dinner tonight,” you nodded in response, “So how about you go get them, while I walk around, see what memories I can jog?”

You nodded again. And then after having turned around to leave, he turned to you, walked up to you and kissed you. A simple peck, one that partners would give one another when they would go their separate ways and yet it felt so much more. He leaned his forehead on yours just for a couple of seconds, breathing in your essence, “I’ll see you in a bit.” And then he was gone.

He kissed you. He kissed you and you stood there shocked. You shook yourself out of your stupor and went off to get what you needed, deciding that when he came back, you’d make sure to be the one to initiate the kiss this time.

——

Joaquin’s legs seemed to carry him off confidently, as he looked around, for what he wasn’t sure. Then it came to him, the simple comment you’d made about the flowers he’d gotten you that day, and he smiled.

Without thought, his body rounded a corner and glided through the oncoming swarm of people before stopping cautiously in front of a stall. His head turned up, in hope of recognizing the sign, only to hear his name be called by an unfamiliar voice. He tilted his head down to find the owner waving at him, “I was worried you hadn’t heard me.”

Joaquin approached cautiously, hoping that his brain could stir up the owner’s name in all of its jumbled mess. But when nothing popped up he merely continued forward, hoping the owner would think nothing of it.

“I heard you were in a bit of an accident, I hope everything’s okay.”

Of course you’d mentioned it, this must have been when he was still in Louisiana.

He smiled at the owner, “I’m doing a lot better, thanks. I was hoping to get some flowers…”

“I figured that’s why you’d stopped here,” the man turned, beckoning Joaquin as he did so, “You know that roommate of yours stopped by a while back to get a bouquet, but I could tell it didn’t feel the same way as if getting them from you.”

Joaquin felt his whole body warm up at the mention of you, his eyes suddenly diverting themselves instead of looking in the owner’s direction. He felt the owner watching him with an inquisitive stare and then, “Oh! The two of you finally took the plunge,” Joaquin looked at him and sheepishly nodded his head as a smile grew on his face, “I’m really happy to hear that. Now,” he turned to his display of flowers, “What are you in the mood for?”

——

You felt a pair of eyes on you as you headed back to where you and Joaquin had gone your separate ways. You knew it was him though, who else could still make you feel so safe and secure from a distance. Your eyes met his, first taking in the look of love in them and then the flowers in his hand. Your whole body seemed to brighten at the sight of them.

Did he know that they were the exact same flowers that he gave you the first time you brought him here? The ones that made you really come to terms with your feelings for him?

You got closer to one another, taking in one another’s presence, until you were within arm’s reach. Your hands cupped his face, neither saying a word as you enjoyed the touch. And then you pulled him close, letting your lips enjoy the contact they got with his.

His free hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you even closer until it became hard to discern where you ended and he started. You finally let Joaquin pull away when your chest started to burn, not even bothering to hide your eagerness as your lips went to chase his.

“I love the flowers,” you whispered as your forehead rested against his, “Thank you.”

He dropped a kiss on your forehead before settling the two of you down on one of the picnic tables, “Anything for you.”

The two of you chatted about everything and anything until the crowds thinned and the market started to close. It was such a simple day and yet you felt like Joaquin enjoyed it more than any other day since he came back to you.

——

Once again the two of you were wrapped up in each other’s touch. Accompanied only by the moon and the stars, you realized you never wanted to leave this moment. At this point you didn’t care if he got all his memories back, you still had him either way.

Your eyes drifted over to his face only to find him staring.

“Stop staring,” you whispered, still letting your fingers trace over his arms and chest.

You felt his body vibrate under you as he laughed softly, “I’m not staring.”

“Then what are you doing?”

His hands drifted to your hips and pulled you in even closer, “Admiring.”

You opened your mouth, the words begging to be said before you merely closed your mouth and hummed.

“What were you going to say?”

You shook your head, “Nothing.”

Joaquin sat up, peering down at you still laying down, “You were going to say something, what was it?”

You sighed and sat up next to him, letting your hand cup his face, “It was nothing Joaco, really.”

“Don’t do that to me.”

You stared at him, “Do what?”

“Close yourself off. You’ve been wanting to tell me something, but you keep on stopping yourself.”

You sighed again and dropped your head letting it rest in the crook of Joaquin’s neck, “I love you.”

Your voice was muffled as you spoke those words, but he knew, “I love you too.”

You pulled away slightly, now grabbing his face with both hands, “No, you don’t get it. I love you-“ Joaquin went to speak as you pressed a finger to his lips shushing him, “I don’t need you to remember everything about our past, because I love you for who you are, scars and all.”

For once Joaquin was voiceless. Only his lips could show you what he meant to say.

———

Do we want an epilogue?

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The Stars Were Out To Celebrate Mr Eazi’s 30th Birthday

The Stars Were Out To Celebrate Mr Eazi’s 30th Birthday

“A special birthday party with my very close circle.” That was how Mr Eazi described his recent 30th birthday bash. And based on the photos from the event, it’s the gathering of stars and friends we like to see. On Monday, the singer celebrated a new decade in Ghana, with his girlfriend, Temi Otedola, and a handful of his close friends; including Adjetey Anang, Joeboy, Mary-Remmy Njoku, emPawa…

[naijablog]

Actress and CEO Irokotv Remmy Njoku Celebrates Birthday #topnaijalovers#gist https://www.instagram.com/p/CMov2n5Dt7x/?igshid=1i8wr4vrtfpwp