You Can Find Me in the Space Between
Peter was the Sun, as magnificent as the title he had been given for so many centuries. His entire being was sculpted by the most radiant and divine light any mortal had ever witnessed. His hair was golden and perfectly decorated his head like a laurel crown. Anyone who dared to look deep into his eyes would find the clear blue vastness of the skies and feel their soul floating towards infinity. Whenever he got up in the morning, flowers would bloom to bid him good morning and even the strongest and most imposing oaks would bow before his presence. His smile brought warmth and life to any room and his heart overflowed with the deepest, all-consuming love for even the smallest creatures.
Caspian was the Moon, living his entire life in darkness, with only the stars to keep him company and encourage him to dream. His long black hair fell over his face like a veil of night and mystery, hiding the mesmerizing shadows that danced around his eyes. His magical fingers drew constellations in the sky and everything he touched became bathed in silver. He had an adventurous and free spirit, fearless enough to tame the stormiest oceans and lead lost navigators toward their destiny.
Both kings could not be more different. But at the same time, they needed each other desperately, as if there was an invisible chain that connected them. Only Peter was able to control Caspian's swinging moods, understanding his different phases and finding something new and charming in each of them. It was because of the blond boy that the young Telmarine was able to guide the desperate and defenseless through the dark times that were approaching. It was Peter who made Caspian shine, his light reflecting on Caspian's skin that made the other boy feel so beautiful, unique and special.
Caspian, on the other hand, was the only one who could calm the dragon that was Peter's wild soul, preventing the fire that was breathed through his veins from swallowing him alive when the burdens of the world became too heavy to be carried entirely on his shoulders, in torturous silence. Caspian only wished he could take all that weight to himself, or at least ask to the High King to let him carry part of it, just so the other boy could find some space to breath again, even if only for a while. They were each other's hope when they both felt uncertain, scared and alone.
However, just like the Sun and the Moon, they were destined to be torn apart as quickly as they met, for they did not belong to the same world. So close... and yet so far away. In the end, all they could do was say goodbye and keep the silent promise that the two would always love each other, waiting with patient hearts for the day of the next eclipse, when they would finally share the same sky again.
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do you know how ridiculous and childish you have to be to call a book where a DOG dies traumatizing or anxiety inducing like these people are so off putting and ridiculous it literally dumbfounds me but also gives me the heebie jeebies. frankly. you’re arguing ANYBODY ON EARTH is being “traumatized” by a DOG dying IN A BOOK? the dog??? FIDO?????
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Happy Birthday Moony
I fell like this would be better sent at midnight but I went to bed at 1 (I’m proud of myself. That’s early) and woke up at 7 so….
Anyway:
Remus did not like birthdays. He never liked them. He always found them to be people gushing over nothing. Oh great he’s alive? Well he wishes he wasn’t.
And the opinion never changed, but it got an exception.
“Come on put it on.” Said a James Potter who looked suspiciously close to squealing.
“Oh Moony do it.” Said a Peter who was laughing.
“Hey I call him Moony!” Said a voice behind a pillar.
He sighed and closed his eyes, letting James put the tie around his face. Making everything black with the exclusion of the light coming in from the tiny gap at the bottom of the blindfold.
He waited for a good 5 minutes before a song started to play. He recognized the instrumental almost immediately. But the voice? He couldn’t place.
I'm an alligator
I'm a mama-papa comin' for you
I'm the space invader
I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you
Keep your mouth shut
You're squawking like a pink monkey bird
And I'm bustin' up my brains for the words~
He mouthed along silently before he heard a small pause in the music- must’ve been live then he guessed- and hushed whispers with a loud sigh Remus could always know as Sirius.
Stomping came over and the tie fell against his chest to see Sirius. Dressed in his jumper. With a muggle guitar around his shoulder. Hair tied up, wand holding it in place. He looked amazing- Remus thought then buried the thought deep down as Sirius smiled and went back to playing.
Keep your 'lectric eye on me, babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a Moonage Daydream~
Remus was…. Surprised. He knew Sirius, James, Peter. They go all out for birthdays. This wasn’t all out yet it was just if not more as special to him. He took a glance around the room, they were alone, and turned back to Sirius. He was sure his smile was too big for his face.
“Happy Birthday, my moonage daydream.” He beamed and Remus almost died right there. In the arms of one Sirius Black who had spent time learning a muggle song and preforming it.
He hadn’t had good birthdays before. No matter how hard his parents tried it never turned out well. Started amazing and ended with him crying. But this? Well he wanted to mark the date and time. His first good birthday. He almost wished his mom was here but it was perfect without her as well.
“Gosh Pads,” he chuckled as Sirius wiped away a small tear,”you’re a sap.”
Sirius’ smile started to fade into a more curious expression before he looked at Remus as if he was saying his last words,”I’m going to kiss you now. May I kiss you? Please let me kiss you.”
And Remus pulled Sirius in, and it was their first kiss and it was as romantic as walking in the sunlight to him. He felt loved. He had has a family that didn’t just try but actually did. And he felt oh so loved.
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RAHHHHHH here are the anglestone doodles i was talking about!! i was going to finish these and make them look a bit better than just rough sketches but ended up not being able to im so sorry (anyway im also using this as an excuse to talk just a little bit about my designs for them)
I think after exandroth happened, peters eyes would always have a faint yellow glow to them that would reflect in his glasses, and when he would fully knock out and let exandroth take over you wouldnt be able to see his eyes like that one episode of gravity falls where dipper couldnt tell if stanfords eyes were bill-ified because his glasses tinted over.
Also he has freckles. So many freckles.
Rumi means the world to me btw but I also fully headcanon them as having a devil like tail to match the horns? Same sort of rock crystalized pattern but as a tail and they fully use it to flirt WOAHGHH what who said that huh
anyway its 2:30 am for me rn so if this is misspelled weirdly phrased or genuinely out of character for how i normally write im so sorry i sat down to finally work on the drawing tonight and finish them and my free trial of clip studio ended up crashing so instead of posting i decided to just give these to you how they are sorry ffor the long ask in your askbox yet again GODSPEED SOLDIER o7
RAHSHHSHAHBDHSBDHSBDHBSSBD *literally explodes into a kajillion pieces*
HE!!! THE BOY
THEM!!! THE GUYS
AUGSHDHSHDBHDDHSHHSBSBDB
ACTUALLY LOVE THESE SO MUCH IM FRAMING THEM ON MY IMAGINARY WALL
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