#this is where it starts to get confusing

[amelia-yap]

QUACK

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Feliz dia das crianças!

I realized too late the day was coming up so I had to speed-run this drawing

Took me 7 hours straight, all my phone battery and daylight but I'm very happy with how it turned out!

Closeups under the cut

[bakudekublogblog]

the way katsuki just IS izuku's first love drives me nutty. like he just had a big ole crush on him with his huge-ass heart eyes and he chased him around with maximum puppy-love smitten energy

[thatoneslytherinnerd]

Sirius could see exactly when he remembered everything.

“Oh.” His breathing picked up, and his hands tangled in his hair.

Sirius pulled Regulus close, letting Regulus bury his face in Sirius’ neck. They’d done this a hundred times when they were younger, before… Before.

“Breathe, Reggie,” Sirius said. “I’ve got you. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I left you.”

Regulus shook and sobbed, looking so small in Sirius’ arms.

This time, when Regulus calmed, he stayed awake.

“You came for me,” he said softly.

“Of course I did. I will. Always.”

Regulus pulled back, looking Sirius up and down. “What happened to you?”

“Azkaban. Kreacher came and got me. I’m kind of a convicted felon.”

“Azkaban?” Regulus asked incredulously. “What did you do?”

Sirius wrapped his arms around himself. “Thirteen years ago,” he started, “James and Lily went into hiding with their son. Harry. They cast the Fidelius charm, they wanted me to be the Secret-Keeper. I told them it was too obvious, that Peter was a better option. Peter… betrayed them. Then he framed me. When He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named tried to kill Harry, too, something went… well, right for us, wrong for him. His power blasted back at him. He hasn’t been seen since then, as far as I know.”

“James is dead?” Regulus asked quietly, his voice shaking.

Sirius could hardly get the word out. “Yes.”

“No.” Regulus shook his head. “You’re lying. He’s not dead, he can’t be.”

“You didn’t even know him,” Sirius said.

Regulus tangled his fingers in his hair. “Of course I did. He’s- He’s everything.”

“What does that mean?”

“We were- Before I got the Mark, we-”

“You dated,” Sirius realized, shock and betrayal rushing through him in equal measure.

“I- I guess,” Regulus said. “It always felt like… more than dating, somehow.” He pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. “I never thought you would find out. I never thought anyone would find out, other than Evan and Barty.”

“Crouch and Rosier knew?” But not me? The unspoken question seemed to ring through the room as loud as the spoken one.

“Not on purpose. They, uh…” Regulus blushed. “Walked in on us. Once.”

“How did you two even meet?”

Regulus stared off into the distance, as if reliving it. “I used to sneak up to the Astronomy Tower at night when I needed to think. He came up one night, said he wanted us to make up, that he was just trying to convince you. He said us not talking was hurting you. He kept coming up, nearly every night. I never knew how he found me.”

“It wouldn’t have worked.”

“What?”

“If he had tried to get us to make up. I was too angry, no matter how much I missed you.” Sirius caught Regulus’ eye, wanting to make this part clear. “I missed you. It fucking sucked, having to see you grow up without me there. And… for what it’s worth, I’m sorry I left.”

“It was the easier path. We both took the easier path for us. I forgave you a long time ago.”

They sat there, on Sirius’ bed, for a long time.

“Have you heard anything? About Barty and Evan, I mean.”

Sirius winced. “Nothing about Rosier since the war, except that I believe Karkaroff tried to turn him in. Crouch was in Azkaban with me, his father put him there.”

“Was?” Regulus had already given up hope, Sirius could see it in his expression.

“He died there. Eight months or so after they locked him up. His parents visited once. After that, he looked sick. It wasn’t just Azkaban, either- he looked like he’d been sick his whole life. He didn’t last long after that.”

“His mum was sick like that. Maybe…” Regulus looked pale. “Maybe it was genetic.”

“He isn’t dead, Master Regulus.” Kreacher set up two trays of food. On each of them, there was a bowl of soup.

Sirius frowned. “But-”

“Looks are deceiving.”

“He’s alive?” Regulus asked, head snapping up. “Where?”

“His father keeps him under an invisibility cloak and an imperius curse. It would be difficult to get him.”

“But not impossible,” Regulus said, voicing the rest of Kreacher’s sentence. “You’re still watching over him, aren’t you?”

“Of course. Now, eat. We can save Master Crouch after.”

Sirius frowned. “He gets to be called Master? But not me?”

“Master Crouch was here.”

“It’s okay, Kreacher,” Regulus said in between spoonfuls of soup. “I don’t hold a grudge against him. Mostly.”

“Oi!”

Regulus smirked. “Eat your soup, Sirius.”

Just to spite him, Sirius abandoned his spoon in favor of just drinking the soup from the bowl.

“You’re disgusting,” Regulus said.

Sirius set his empty bowl down with a grin. “And faster than you.”

Regulus glanced at his food consideringly, then copied Sirius.

Sirius laughed. “There we go! Now, Kreacher. What do you need from us?”

“Us?” Regulus asked.

“He’s important to you. You’re important to me.” Sirius shrugged. “I’m helping. Kreacher?”

Kreacher explained that, while he could Apparate through the wards, there was a house elf assigned to watch Crouch at all times.

“Simple,” Sirius said, “we Stupefy them.”

“What about the Imperius?” Regulus pointed out. “We’d have to get his dad to lift it or kill him.”

Sirius considered this. “Is there something really important to Crouch Senior?”

“His life,” Kreacher said. “And his wedding ring.”

“We take him hostage, then. Point a wand at him, that kind of thing. He still thinks I’m a murderer- that could come in handy. Reg, can you stand?”

Regulus attempted it, but his legs buckled. Kreacher caught him with a spell and levitated him back into the bed.

“Fuck,” Regulus muttered.

Sirius squeezed his shoulder. “It’s alright, I’ve got this.”

“You’re sure?” Regulus asked.

“I’m sure.” Sirius gave him what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “I’ll get him back.”

“Do you have a wand?”

Sirius held it up. “Sure do.”

“And you’ll be safe? Both of you?”

Sirius nodded. “Sure will.”

Regulus slumped. “Then… fine. But I want to help plan.”

They worked everything out, Regulus insisting that they go through plans B, C, D, and E before he let them go.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” Sirius said with a grin.

“See you soon.”

i'm going to reblog this in a few mins with the first part of a long fic that i've been writing but First

a few things

i wrote this not knowing that it would ever see the light of day

as such, it will not make that much sense

i will not be making changes and/or taking criticism on this

i got tired of writing angst so after a while it just becomes pure fluff

the angst and feels will likely not be fully dealt with

it may remain unfinished, we'll see. it's unfinished as of right now

the ships are set in stone (jegulus, wolfstar, rosekiller, marylily to some extent, dorlene also to some extent)

i'm very excited to post this!!! give me ten minutes :)

[starcurtain]

My favorite brand of Ratiorine is definitely:

"They both experienced immediate attraction upon seeing the other and are (silently) interested in the possibility of pursuing a relationship, regardless of their differences and the difficulties of their situations."

But also:

"Despite being two of the most hyper-competent people in the universe, they are absolutely idiot4idiot when it comes to romance or discussing their feelings, and they are about to make their complete inability to express themselves and court like normal people into everybody's problem."

[kwillow]

will theo ever be happy

Maybe in another life.

[velvetjune]

The difference between Ahti in Control vs Alan Wake gets to me constantly, it’s so damn funny and for what. Every time i stumble upon Ahti in Control he’s always saying something about how shitty and greedy the bureau is, that he needs a holiday. In Alan Wake, he’s in the literal dark place, an absolute nightmare, talking about Tom’s bloody snuff film with a smile on his face like “i think it’s great my friends have artistic hobbies :)”

[myokk]

My writing/reading question of the day:

Do you prefer present tense or past tense? Or something entirely different like future tense? For writing AND reading🫶

The more I write (I wish I realized how fun it was before this year😭😭😭) the more I realize I like to play around with language & tense choice can have such a profound impact on how your writing comes across & even how I feel as I’m writing. With my oneshots I’ve been playing around with only present tense & my main fic is past tense (but present during the flashbacks - idk don’t ask it just felt right😆).

Or does nobody else think about tense and I’m just alone in this😆😆😆 LANGUAGE IS JUST SO COOL !!!!

[applepixls]

i swear grian and scar are as crazy about each other as we are

i'm watching scott's most recent escape room video and i saw the void room and thought "huh, that's a grian thing to do" and then scars doing stuff, i expected him to call the button room a grian room but he saves his grian mention for the void room where he says "oh not the void. I've been in the void before. this is when grian appears and says- does something to me." does what to you? 🤨

but it isn't just scar that does this cause i stumbled across an old mcc vod and grian said "every alley in my mind leads to those aliens like scar with Disneyland" and scar was on an entirely different team or may not have been in that event at all (grian and scar in MCC is a whole thing, don't get me started on how grian wasn't playing in MCC 20 but dropped into scar's teams call just to gong them and got put on a team with scar both mccs after that) and will say things like "batman is my starwars"

they both just bring each other up when they're not around and it drives me nuts /pos

[housecow]

the difference between these two 🥺 both??

funny story though. my roommate is still taking food but my memory is so bad when it comes to things i don’t eat myself (adhd)

when i talk to friends and family about the situation the first thing they ask is, “are you sure you’re not sleep eating?” which is adorable. they wanna believe, even if for a second, that maybe i’m not truly at fault for making myself into such a cow 🥺 i get it bc im getting very fat even with the thievery but at the same time. im literally being gaslit

[lunarharp]

pretty & cute witch men

[theyamjam]

hes got places to be!!! probably!!!!

[fireheartwraith]

I don't get the obsession with defining "oh i'm a dkbk" "i'm a bkdk". Guys. They're the same characters

[jackandclairearesiblings]

SPN season 16 except Sam goes back to school and get shell shocked by the change in atmosphere and vibes

[peskyvinot]

the s2 episode 8 of Hannibal Lector I'm watching right now is beyond me. the ending-literal chills. first time Hannibal alluded to admiting to the things he did to Will, while holding his head (the same way he held him when Will came to him in a state of feverish nothing-and-too-much-of-everything burger with Gideon huh?) while also. OK. it's not me imagining it right Hannibal is looking at him with hearts in his eyes and a hypothetical boner purely because Will is so broken he was ready to shoot a man ne never even directly talked to (the man was covered in horse blood) (yes. if you haven't watched Hannibal. it's hypothetically normal but also thus feels fucking different)

I think im starting to understand the homierotism of it all finally. shame I haven't watched these series earlier

[wisegirl-seaweedbrain]

and the crowd… exchanges confused glances?