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forthehpfanboys · 3 years

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can you do being harry potter’s first boyfriend headcanons?

I adore these!!! They're so cute-

Warnings: homophobia mention, a few sexual mentions because I can't stop myself.

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Ok, so we know Harry is kinda emotionally.............. Dull.

And very obvious.

HOWEVER

When he knows he likes something, or someone in this case, he. fucking. KNOWS.

And it probably happens at like 4am when he realizes it.

So we know he gets nightmares and such, and he clearly talks in his sleep (thanks Ron) and he probably wakes up super early in the morning after a nightmare.

He woke up in a cold swear with the past flashing behind his eyelids every time he blinks and his stress keeps growing and growing when suddenly he's crying silently in his bed.

And suddenly the bed is dipping down next to him.

And your scooting closer and pulling your knees to your chest and his brain goes quiet and he's if he woke you or if you had a bad dream like him and he's just so worried about you.

And then your whispering to him and he wants to talk to you forever.

"So.. Um.. Bad dream?" "What are you doing up so late?" "I just needed some water. Why are you up so late?" "I don't wanna be a bother to you." "As if my best friend could be a burden to me."

You pulled him close and Harry was wondering if you always smelled to fucking amazing.

He kinda realized you genuinely care about him and it made him giggly.

... He also realized he really wants your shampoo.

Anyway, back to you. So, you care about him and he no longer wants to he just friends with you.

And that's it. He trips on the floor and falls in love with you right there.

From then on, you have this tiny, angry wizard making sure your safe and if anyone says something even a tad negative, he's throwing hands.

Literally everyone notices he has a crush on you.

Hermione gets it first, naturally.

She notices when he just kinda stares at you during lunch and literally sprays his drink all over Ron when you look at him and wave with a smile.

Ron notices when their going up the steps and your going down and you say "Hey Harry" and Harry being Harry goes "hI (Y/N)!" then trips UP the stairs after you walk by.

Everyone in Gryffindor (and Y/H) finds out when he rasies his hand quickly and shouts that he'd be your partner at a Professor.

But imagine like Harry and Ron laying on their beds one afternoon and Harry's like 'give me flirting advice' and Ron's like '.. You see literally asking the worst person-'

Oh my God- Fred and George being his wing men tho. Imagine that shit. They basically follow you around the school telling you about how great Harry is, but like 56% of it is probably kick ass lies that they clearly made up.

Anyway.

This poor chaotic idiot tries so hard to not make it obvious but oh my god it's so fucking obvious.

You probably confront him, too. Like "Why do you almost die during meals if I sit near you or look at you? Are you alright?" and he's already sweating.

Harry is literally so awkward; please save him from himself.

Honestly, Ron probably tells you. Like he looks up from his plate and is just so casual about it. And then proceeds to get his shit rocked by Harry and Hermione at the same time.

So your probably giggling and finding this adorable because Harry's bright red- like redder than his tie and it's the cutest thing and you make a comment on his pretty eyes and he chokes on his saliva.

Anyway, so you guys start dating and he treats you like a king.

He buys you anything you look at for a second too long. Into painting? Get ready for the best paints galleons can buy. Into galaxy shit? Get ready for a whole ass telescope. You get it.

At some point, you put a budget on him because, Jesus.

Your dorm is filled with stuff and it's almost all from him.

Hi, he's so the kind of guy where if you play with his hair, he genuinely shivers.

HI BUT HE LOVES TO CUDDLE INTO YOUR CHEST. AAAA.

Harry definitely gets into more fist fights than before because people (*cough*Draco*cough*) can't keep their... Opinions to themselves.

You teach him healthy coping mechanics. Please. He needs them so badly.

And please patch him up after fights. Kiss his bandages like a dad because he needs one Jesus-

OH SPEAKING OF DAD-

Sirius being so supportive and approving of everything, but definitely threatening to throw hands if you hurt him (because fuck jkr).

Remus also supporting you guys because I said so.

Oh my God- but Harry totally doodles stick figures of you guys like in a field of grass on his homework and he gets yelled at by Snape but you give him like a star sticker snd he's happy.

Please, he's so simple to me, I have no idea why.

OH BUT I STAND BY HARRY CLIMBING OVER HIS DESK TO THROW HANDS WITH SNAPE IF THE GREASY BASTARD SAID SHIT ABOUT YOU.

Yo, if you play quidditch, his first date with you two is playing together and it's so laid back snd it's late at night and he brings a blanket to lay out on the grass after and look at the stars.

If you don't play quidditch, he's just gonna do the blanket thing. Yes, he got the idea from Hermione, shh.

More quidditch shit because I'm obsessed with this dumb ass sport-

If he loses a game, please prepare your ass. And I mean that. You will be limping (if your into that).

I kinda see him as a switch, to be honest, but leaning more towards a dom, but he can be a bratty sub if he's in a salty mood.

If he wins, I just kinda imagine locker room shower sex after so go wild with that image.

Oh, those late might cuddles with comforting him because a major thing by the way. Poor kid has been through so much.

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cofe-doodles · 3 years

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Sander Sides on Christmas!

—Going shopping—

Patton: It's either 10 packs of cookies, Logan or your butt will be on the naughty list!

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Logan: We cannot get a celebrity as a gift, Roman. It's called kidnapping.

Remus: It's only kidnapping when you're caught!

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Roman: Merry Christmas—

Virgil: That fat ass better not give me something stupid for Christmas or I swear to God I will throw my shit—

Roman, continuing his song: —And a happy new year!

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Janus: Santa isn't real.

Patton, tearing up: W-What?

Janus, panicking: Uh-I mean—

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Virgil: I better get my happiness back this year.

Roman: Uh, hello? I'm right here.

Virgil, staring at Roman: Uh, hello. I fucking know. Now shut up, I'm dwelling on the fact that I have been unhappy all year.

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Exchanging of Gifts (Secret Santa)

Patton, giving his gift to Janus: Merry Christmas, Janus! I hope this'll rattle your Christmas spirit!

Janus, facing no one like he is in The Office: Dear God, if he placed a snake in here I will scream—

Janus, giving Virgil his gift: Don't expect too much.

Virgil, looking at it: Yeah, I'm not even touching it.

Virgil, giving Roman his gift: I already am sorry if—

Roman, opening his gift, seeing a homemade sweater:

Roman, tearing up: This is so stupid.

Roman, in his new sweater, giving Remus his gift: This will probably be the best gift that you have gotten.

Remus, eats the present:

Remus: Thanks but I would have like my present with more tape.

Remus, giving Logan his gift: I went all out with this!

Logan, opening it and immediately being fascinated by the contents: Is this?—

Remus: A human body? You bet your asses it is!

Logan:

Remus:

Virgil:

Roman:

Patton:

Janus:

Logan: I appreciate the effort—

Janus, eyes widen: Does this mean you like it?

Logan, giving Patton his gift: I do hope that you will find this gift.. endearing.

Patton, not evening opening it: I love it.

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Roman, singing: All I want for Christmas~

Remus, butting in: Is deo~~~

Roman, pushing Remus away: I don't want a lot for Christmas. There is just one thing I need—

Remus, hitting Roman with his-now- destruction proof morning star: I don't care about the pussies, all I care about it dick!—

Roman, ducking the second attempt of hitting him while putting his hand over his forehead: I just want you for my own—

Remus, swinging his morning star: More than spiders and bloody bones—

Roman, ducking once more: Make my wish come true—

Remus, throwing his morning star up in the air: ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS—

Roman, getting hit by the morning star: Yo—

Remus, at the same time: Deo~ Oh!

#sander sides #roman sanders #remus sanders #creativitwins #virgil sanders #prinxiety #janus sanders #demus #dukeceit #patton sanders #logan sanders #logicality #moceit #thomas sanders #incorrect quote #tw kidnapping mention #tw blood mention #tw dead body mention #tw remus being himself

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gaylotusthatexists · 4 years

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come little children

pairing: parental anxceit and dukeceit, some moceit at the end (could be read as romantic if you want)

summary: Janus tries to get his kids to go to sleep by singing them a lullaby.

trigger warnings: sympathetic janus and remus, this is pure fluff honestly not much to warn against

word count: 1623

a/n: yo, so janus' playlist was dropped yesterday and listening to the song 'come little children' made me want to write a fic with janus singing a lullaby to kid!dark sides so here we are. i haven't written this much fluff in ages this was so much fun for me. i hope y'all enjoy :)

ao3

"Alright, bed time," Janus announced, leaning on the doorway to the playroom with his arms folded.

Remus - the younger child, at five years old - groaned. Virgil, seven years old, didn't seem too pleased, either. They had both already got their pyjamas on and had a wash, as they always did a little while after dinner, but Janus had allowed them to play a little longer whilst he got some work done.

"You know if you don't go to sleep now you'll be grumpy in the morning," Janus said, crouching down so he was at the same level as the children.

"It's not even that late!" Virgil argued, although Janus couldn't help but notice his little yawn afterwards.

"The moon is already high," Janus said.

"How come the moon gets to decide when we go to sleep?" Remus asked.

Janus tried his best not to laugh. "The moon is very important, you know. We all have to go to sleep so that she can work her nighttime magic, keeping the oceans moving and letting the sun rest."

Virgil's eyes lit up. "Can we watch her do her magic?"

Janus chuckled. "No, Virgil, that would ruin the magic."

"Oh." He shuffled from side to side. "So should we sleep?"

"Yes." Janus scooped up Remus with one arm and took Virgil's hand, leading them out of the playroom. The room was a mess, after the two of them had been playing in it all day, asides from a few breaks for snacks and meals - toys were strewn all over the floor, and Janus could have sworn he saw some crayon on the walls. Oh well, he could clean that up tomorrow when the boys were at school. Janus stumbled to the side a little as Remus nuzzled into his neck, throwing him off his balance, before composing himself and taking the children upstairs.

Once he reached their bedroom door, Janus let go of Virgil's hand and opened it, switching on the light as Virgil ran inside and climbed into bed. Smiling a little, Janus followed and lowered Remus into his own bed, tucking him in before turning around and doing the same for Virgil. He reached up towards the window to close the curtains, but stopped just before his fingers touched the fabric, as he heard his older son speak.

"Can you leave it open?" Virgil requested, sitting back up in his bed.

Janus hummed. "If Remus is alright with that. And if you promise not to wake me up as soon as the sun rises."

"I promise," Virgil said.

"Alright. Remus?"

Remus nodded. "Maybe I'll get to see the night monsters!"

Virgil's eyes widened at that.

"Don't worry, Virgil, there aren't any night monsters," Janus said, but sneakily sent a wink in Remus' direction. Virgil relaxed at the statement, at least, and Remus' dreams weren't hopelessly crushed. "I'll leave the curtains open. But if you get afraid at any point, come see me, okay?"

Virgil nodded. "Okay. Thank you."

Janus smiled at him, before clapping his hands together and stepping back towards the door. "Alright. Goodnight, you two."

"Night, Dad," Remus said, snuggling up to his teddy and closing his eyes, at the same time that Virgil said, "Bye."

Janus turned the light off and left the room, leaving the door open just a little bit to let the light in from the hallway - as much as he didn't like to admit it, Janus knew that Virgil was still afraid of the dark. For a moment, he stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall to take a breath. He was about to continue his own nighttime routine, until he heard muffled voices from inside the bedroom, excited snickers and whispers. Oh. Seemed like the children wouldn't be sleeping yet.

He's slowly opened the door again and stepped back inside, a little surprised that the kids still didn't stop talking, or even notice his presence. Both had sat up, now, Virgil almost leaning off the bed to be closer to Remus. And Remus was definitely tired, it looked as though he would crash at any moment, although Virgil seemed to be keeping him up.

Janus sighed. He closed his eyes for a moment, racking his brain to try and formulate a plan to get them to sleep, until he remembered what his own mother used to do.

"Come little children,

I'll take thee away,

Into a land of enchantments."

A lullaby. That always worked for a him. And he remembered that he used to sing Virgil lullabies when he was really young, back before he adopted Remus as well.

"Come little children,

The time's come to play,

Here in my garden of shadows."

The kids had quietened down now, Virgil staring at Janus in fascination and Remus settling down to the sweet tune. Janus must have sung this song to Virgil before - perhaps he remembered it. And Virgil knew that when Janus started singing a lullaby, it was time to settle down and sleep.

"Follow sweet children,

I'll show thee the way."

Janus stepped towards the kids and crouched down on the floor between the two beds. Virgil repositioned himself so he was lying on his side, staring at Janus as he sang, and Remus closed his eyes again, breathing softly.

"Through all the pain,

And the sorrows."

Janus reached up a hand and swiped Virgil's hair out his eyes, his fingers lingering a moment longer and swirling around in a soothing, circular motion on Virgil's forehead. Virgil had fully relaxed now, his eyes starting to droop.

"Weep not poor children,

For life is this way,

Murdering beauty and passions."

He glanced back at Remus, noticing that the younger brother was asleep now, clinging on to his teddy tightly. Janus move his hand to stroke through Remus' hair as well, softening up a little upon seeing the smile creep onto Remus' face.

"Hush now dear children,

It must be this way."

Janus turned his head again to Virgil, noticing that he too had now closed his eyes. Janus brought his hands back down to his lap, and quietened his voice a little, not wanting to disturb the peace.

"Too weary of life,

And deceptions."

Janus rose and went to tuck the children in again. He then reached up his hand instinctively to close the curtains but refrained himself from doing so as he remembered Virgil's earlier request.

"Rest now my children,

For soon we'll away,

Into the calm and the quiet."

He leant down over Remus and kissed his forehead, after which Remus squirmed a little in his position, hugging his teddy tighter. He then moved to kiss Virgil as well, to which Virgil reached up a hand to wipe the kiss away, before his hand fell to his side as he fell completely asleep.

"Come little children,

I'll take thee away,

Into a land of enchantment."

Janus made a move towards the door, stepping slowly as to not make too much noise and wake the children again. Every few steps, he glanced behind him to ensure the children were still sleeping, until he finally reached the door and looked back one final time, smiling as the lullaby came to the end.

"Come little children,

The time's come to play,

Here in my garden of shadows."

He closed the door behind him and let out a sigh, leaning against the wall again. He could still hear the children's soft breathing - he imagined that Remus would start snoring soon, but by that time Virgil would already be in too deep of a sleep to care or even take notice. Smirking a little at his success, Janus walked through the house and out into the front porch, breathing in the fresh, cool night air.

"Evening," a voice said besides him, almost making him jump out of his own skin.

"Jesus Christ," he exclaimed, clutching his heart and turning his head to the side. It was just his neighbour, but Christ. "You didn't have to sneak up on me like that."

"Sorry," Patton said. "I heard you singing. My kids' bedroom is right next to your kids', I think."

Janus breathed out. "Sorry, did we disturb you?"

"No, no, my kids loved it." Patton grinned. "Well, Roman loved it. Logan wasn't too sure."

Janus leant over the wall, closer to Patton in his own front garden. "You should try singing to them some time. It works."

Patton laughed. "Nah, I can't sing to save my life. Roman would spend the whole time trying to teach me how to improve."

Janus smirked. "How old is Roman now, again?"

"He's eight," Patton said. "And Logan's ten."

"Ah." Janus hummed. "Virgil's seven. Remus is five, turning six soon though."

"You should bring them round one day," Patton said. "Maybe they can make friends."

Janus frowned. "I don't know. They're... not exactly the most sociable. Well, Remus is, I guess, but..."

"I'm sure Roman and Logan would love them," Patton said, cheerfully.

"Maybe." Janus smiled.

"At least come and sing to them at some point," Patton requested. "They'd get a kick out of it."

Janus nodded. "I'll think about it."

There was a crash upstairs in Patton's house, followed by a series of shouts and screams. Patton cringed. "I, uh, should probably go check on the boys-"

"Yes, that seems like a good idea," Janus said, moving away from the wall and stretching out his arms above his head. "Good luck."

Patton chuckled. "Thanks. See you around?"

"Of course." Janus bowed his head as a goodbye. He watched Patton walk back into the house before breathing out again and looking up at the sky, stars twinkling against the darkness. It was time for him to go to bed as well, he thought.

#come little children #sanders sides #thomas sanders #janus sanders #momceit #virgil sanders #kid!virgil #remus sanders #kid!remus #patton sanders #my fanfic #my fanfiction #my writing

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firebendersimp · 3 years

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serendipity

summary: serendipity means finding luck without even looking for it and that sums up how you felt when you found sokka without even looking for love.

word count: 945

warnings: swearing, fluff, me making up constellations.

Love was something you had very limited experience with, it was just something you��d heard about in the stories but it didn’t seem like something that was in your reach, that was until Sokka quite literally fell into your life.

You had been walking through town when someone tumbled off a roof, landing in a heap in front of you. You’d put a hand on his back, helping him up, “Are you okay?”

He stood up, a kind smile on his face and your only thought was oh no, oh no, he’s beautiful. His hair had come loose when he fell and it was now falling in front of his eyes and his eyes. He had the most beautiful eyes you’d ever seen, the most hypnotising shade of blue, you could have stared at him forever until you realised you’d completely zoned out and missed everything he just said. The universe must have been feeling kind as he didn’t seem to notice that you’d been staring or if he did then he didn’t say anything, instead introducing himself with a wide smile, his hand outstretched in front of him, “I’m Sokka, by the way.” Your skin tingling from his touch as you took his outstretched hand in yours, “Y/n.”

He showed up outside your front door the next morning and you’d later found out that he had ran through the whole town, knocking on doors and asking for you before he finally got the right house. He was breathing heavily, his hands on his knees, “Have you ever ridden a giant flying sky bison?” He got out between pants of exhaustion.

“Um no?”

He broke into a huge smile, grabbing your hand and pulling you with him, “Perfect!”

“You know when you asked- I didn’t think you actually had a giant flying sky bison.” You said, peering over the edge of the saddle as you spoke.

He grinned, “Pretty great, isn’t he! Appa and I go way back, isn’t that right, buddy?” The bison groaned in what you assumed was agreement. Sokka took one hand off the reins, his fingers brushing against your skin as he pushed your hair out of your eyes, his hand lingering for a little longer than necessary before he drew back, a small smile on his face as he went back to diverting his attention between flying and stealing glances at you. Eventually you had to land and Sokka insisted on walking you back to your house and you weren’t what it was but something about Sokka felt so familiar like you’d been here, laughing all the way back to your house before. You’d never felt so disappointed to arrive at your own house because you knew it meant that he had to go. You both started talking at the same time and you stopped, motioning for him to go first, “I was wondering if you wanted to go out again tomorrow? What were you going to say?”

“I was going to ask if you wanted to come in but yes, I’d like to see you again tomorrow.”

His shoulders sank and he glanced over his shoulder, “I really wish I could but I should get back before my friends get worried, but I’ll make it up to you tomorrow!” He grinned before turning around and walking back to wherever he was staying.

Tomorrow came and you’d spent most of the day waiting around for Sokka to finally show up, originally you thought that maybe he’d just gotten held up, giving up hope when the sky started to get dark. But then once you assumed he’d just forgotten about you, he showed up, knocking at your door with a lantern in his hand. “Sokka? What are you doing here so late?”

He smiled brightly at you, holding out his hand, “I have something I wanna show you, c’mon!” Your head told you that you should slam the door shut and go to bed but that was the issue, it was impossible to say no to him so you took his hand, your heart racing as he laced his fingers through yours. He led through the town and into the forest, finally stopping in this flower field in the forest. “We’re here!”

You looked around confused, “And why are we here?”

“I thought we could stargaze, I’ve never done it before and I really wanted to do it with you.”

So that’s why he was so late, he didn’t forget, “Oh that sounds….perfect.”

He slid down onto the ground and you laid down next to him, your head resting against his shoulder. He leaned closer as he quietly pointed out different constellations that he recognised to you, telling you the story behind them. He pointed out a particular one, “This one is called ‘The Lovers’. According to the story, the spirits were so moved by their love that when they died they buried them among the stars. It’s usually kinda hard to see them so people say that if you see them while with somebody you have feelings for it means that whoever you’re with is your soulmate.” His eyes widened as though he just realised what he said, “Not that I’m saying we’re soulmates. I mean I do have feelings for yo- wait no- fuck.” He sat up, burying his face in his hands, “This is not how I wanted to tell you that I liked you.”

You sat up, nudging his shoulder with yours, “If it helps, I like you too- so much that it hurts.”

His hands fell away from his face as you rested your head against his shoulder and interlocked your fingers through his.

tagging: @fromthewatertribe, @loversamongus, @simpinforsukka, @urmomoness, @protect-remus, @akiris

#sokka #sokka x you #sokka x y/n #sokka x reader #sokka imagine #sokka fanfic #sokka fluff #sokka fic #atla #avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender x reader #atla x reader #atla imagine #atla x y/n #atla x you #avatar the last airbender imagine #avatar the last airbender x you

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lovelivingmydreams · 3 years

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The throne room was massive. It laid behind the massive double doors in the entrance.

It was already filled with the green fabric covered paintings they'd seen all around the castle since returning.

"The ballroom is right below, for the coronation we will transform this room into a banquet hall after the ceremony. With a table where the thrones are now for us council members." Roman ranted as he led the way to the end of the room where six thrones were waiting for them in six different colourshemes.

There was one throne moved to the front and a bit larger than the others. Roman's.

Which made sense. Roman was the Prince of this kingdom. The official ruler.

Of course he was front and center.

"Virge you'll want to pay a little attention to Dante, you'll have to do his job for Remus' coronation. Not exactly what he does of course. Do it your way. You'll see it's no big deal," Roman rushed as he directed Virgil to right before the stage, where Dante joined him at his right side.Then he led Remus to the left of his throne.

He looked around, nodded to himself, turned to face Virgil, drew his sword and planted it in front of him, his hands resting on the pommel. Remus mirrored him, grinning at Virgil.

"Aproach, Virgil of the nightmare caverns."

Virgil expected to spend the whole ceremony struggling not to roll his eyes. Now that he was standing here however... it suddenly felt very real. He knew he had already grown fond of this world and some of it's new inhabitants. And getting ready to be officially made part of it... his heart was racing and his throat felt dry, his legs felt shaky as he stepped onto the raised platform and he was grateful he got to kneel.

He knew what this was. It was how he made Thomas feel right before graduation, before every performance, before the cart dropped on the rollercoaster. Eager anticipation mixed with horrified regret.

His head was lowered so he could only see Roman's heeled boots and the tip of his sword. But he knew that if he could see his face he would see the barely contained excitement beneath a serious mask.

"You have proven yourself s capable fighter and devoted protector of the crown. For this I shall

reward you with the title of Lord and a knighthood. Do you accept?"

Virgil nodded. "Yes, my Prince."

"Good," Roman raised his sword and gave Virgil three light tabs. "Then rise Sir Virgil, Defender of the realm, knight of the order of the pegasus. Rise and accept your Crest."

Virgil got up and saw Roman beaming at him as he laid a hand on his shoulder fixing his vest while adding his stormcloud to the center of his chest.

"Ready to swear your oath as captain?" Roman grinned.

"Yeah, let's do this," he nodded. Roman held out his hands palms up and just like that his sword was resting on top of them.

"Lay your left hand on your sword and your right over your heart," Roman instructed.

Virgil took a deep breath and did as he was told, locking eyes with Roman once he was ready.

"Do you, sir Virgil, pledge to use this sword only to protect all that is sacred to the crown?"

Virgil nodded firmly. "I do."

"Do you promise to always act with honor and noble intent?"

Once again the knight nodded. "I do."

"And do you swear, to lead the knights of this kingdom with wisdom and a true heart."

Virgil could barely believe how sincere he was when he once again said: "I do."

"Then please accept this blade, blessed with your vow," Roman offered as he handed Virgil his sword back. As Virgil put it in the scabbard Roman summoned a folded piece of dark purple fabric.

"And accept this do all may know you are one of us," Roman said nervously.

Virgil picked the fabric up and unfolded it. He smirked. It was a new cape. The inside was black, at first glance, but the moment the fabric moved the way the light hit it revealed countless shades of shining purple. The outside was lavender, with dozens of tiny gold and silver stars down in. Around the area where his ribs would end two larger stars were stitched, one gold and one silver. Curiously similar yo the second star on the right, Evangeline or the blue fairy star.

He noticed his ruined cloak was gone. He smirked at Roman as he put it on. He was so impatient.

Virgil turned to Dante, who was kneeling for him now, recalling that he had s part to play as well.

Dante had finaly figured out what he wanted to say.

The problem with his original idea was that he had been thinking the thoughts of 10 year old Dante to 12 year old Virgil. But they were grown men now.

"Sir, I speak for the knights. We are all honored to follow your lead. I have seen that you are kind, brave and vigilant. I know, without any doubt in my heart that the kingdom and it's protectors are in safe and capable hands with you."

Virgil took a deep breath, he had something to say too.

"Rise Sir Dante," he instructed. The knight looked up curiously and rose to his feet.

Virgil laud a hand to the imaginary man's shoulder.

"I count on you to hold me accountable Dante. Just like how I will tell the royal twins when they are doing something unbecoming or dangerous, I need you to be upfront with me when something I do crosses a line. Okay?"

Dante nodded seriously.

"Ooooh! Virgil your chair moved!" Virgil looked back and saw to his surprise that his throne did move.

It was now almost right next to Roman at his right hand.

"Of course now that you are officially part of the kingdom your throne will be put to use. And since you've agreed to accompany me whenever I return here, you get a front seat so to speak. Logan and Patton used to flank me, but since they hardly ever come here it was just depressing to see two empty chairs all the time." Roman waved his hand dismissively but Remus and Virgil exchanged a glance. Roman must've been very lonely here.

"Let's have the party tomorrow!" Remus decided.

"I can't wait to see what everyone thinks of my decorations!" he giggles as ge skips to his room cackling.

Roman and Virgil exchanged fond smiles.

"You go spend some quality time with him. I'll familiarize myself with knight stuff. See you at dinner okay?"

Roman nodded and followed after his brother.

"So? What's first?"

What is next? Time skip? Do we go all the way to the party? Just the next morning? Or something else?

If there are any Sanders sides artworks you think Remus would like or find funny for any reason, please point me in their direction. Thanks.

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sanders-sides-fic · 3 years

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Hey, purple demon!

Royal Council-AU masterpost: here

He was shaking, and surely not from the cold. He may have been able to fool someone in the harshness of winter, but not right now. Not in summer, not even when his cloak had holes in it. No, this wasn’t cold, and his face betrayed that it wasn’t anger either.

Slowly, Virgil dared to look up. Not into his face, he wasn’t stupid enough for that, but enough to see what was going on. Just enough to see where the glittery black sleeves made way for a set of large hands. And the weapon lazily held in one of those hands. A sliver morning star. Virgil didn’t want to know what the boy… the man? The royal. What the royal would be capable of doing to him with that.

“Huh~”, a melodic voice sang way to happily for a situation like this. Another shiver went down Virgil’s spine. He swallowed hard, cursing the gods in his mind for not only being dragged strait in front of the prince, but also in front of this prince. He’d heard the stories, after all. He knew what this prince did to criminals.

Why him? Why now? Next month the two princes would celebrate their birthday and this one would move away to become a duke in a far-off castle, as rumor had it. Then again, Virgil knew better than to trust rumors…

“So let me get this right. This little cutie is a demon-kin?”, the voice asked, just as cheerily. Virgil flinched, the guard next to him gave a confirmative nod.

“And he used his powers to burn down a village?” Still with that same, creepy delight in the voice. Virgil winched at both the voice as well as the accusation against him. Yeah, things weren’t looking too peachy right now…

“And no one survived?” Why the fuck did he sound so god damn happy about this?! If he thought he’d survive it, he would have told him how inappropriate that was and that he should just stop with it already. But this was prince Remus, that’d be suicidal. So Virgil kept his mouth shut.

When the guard confirmed again, everything was silent, and suddenly the creepiness of the prince’s humor wasn’t that bad anymore. It was better than this long silence, at least. Anything was better than kneeling here, bound up, listening to his silence as he probably decided on all the ways he would torture Virgil and what experiments they would do to him and, god, they would execute him wouldn’t they? And they would put up his corpse for decoration as a warning or something and everyone would point and stare at his dead body and he would be dead and-

“So what do you want me to do about that?”

…

What?

“What…?”, the guard asked with just as much confusion as Virgil had thought it, though a lot sharper as well.

“…do you want me to do about that, yes.”, the prince continued on, still sounding so carefree, as if the guard had intended for him to finish the sentence. What the hell was wrong with this guy? Not that Virgil was complaining, at least he didn’t seem to think about any weird experiments or new ways of torture or something, and maybe he would even let Virgil live.

Maybe.

Possibly.

Probably not.

“Your highness, he has to be punished for that! He killed an entire village!”, the guard protested, probably not believing what was happening any more than Virgil did right now. The prince only chuckled darkly, though.

“Well, the way I see it, those people are dead. Nothing much I can do to change that. Does he know how to revive people? Do you? No? Didn’t think so. And, look, I’m not the one who was gonna reign over all those fuckers anyways. Wrong twin. I don’t really care. Frankly, I’m just sad I missed that. I bet that must have been so fun to watch. Now they died and no one even enjoyed it. What a waste, am I right?! But it’s too late to change now anyways. Besides, I don’t appreciate you telling me how to do my job. It’s my job, I get to decide, you don’t. Now, why don’t you go away before I grab that spear of yours and shove up your-”

Judging by the sound of the door slamming shut, the guard hadn’t stayed around to figure out where his spear would be shoved if he didn’t. And Virgil was pretty relieved he didn’t have to find out either, but at the same time he wasn’t really happy about being in a room alone with the crazy royal.

He tensed when the royal in question hummed again, now sounding a lot less annoyed or angry than just a few seconds before, and started to circle Virgil. “So, you’re a demon-kin, huh? I’ve never met one in person before.”, he said.

Virgil wasn’t surprised.

It was usual for his kind to stay hidden if possible. No one would hire or house a demon-kin, so they lived out on the streets, with the rare exception of the few that had built a life for themselves deep in the woods. Virgil didn’t belong to the lucky few. He’d been one of the many raised in dark allies and abandoned buildings, buildings that were nearly crumbling under their own weight. If he wanted clothes to wear or something to eat, he had to steal. Honestly, if the prince had ever meet someone like him before, that would have been a scandal. He would have known about that already.

“Not a man of many words, huh?”, prince Remus sighed, before chuckling again: “I wonder if you’ll even know if I cut your tongue off…” If he what?! Virgil had to muster up all the courage he had to stop himself from trying to run away. He knew he wouldn’t come very far and judging by the reaction he’d had towards his guard just now, Virgil feared what the futile attempt would get him into.

“Ha! I like that look. Don’t worry, though. I don’t really plan on doing that. Cutting off body parts is just for interrogations. It’s become boring way too long ago to use it for anything else.”, Remus sighed. Virgil felt as though he might puke. If cutting off body parts had become boring, just what would he actually do to Virgil?

“Well, that can wait anyways. So… What’s now? Uh… Right! Right, you get to tell me what happened! So? What do you have to say?”

Huh? Was that a trap? The guard had already told him about everything. What did the prince expect him to say now? Virgil opened and closed his mouth a few times before he finally managed to say something, though it was barely above a soft whisper: “I don’t… I don’t think I understand, your highness… I, uh, I’m sorry, but… Tell you… Tell you what? Uh, your highness!”

“Okay, so first of all, don’t ever call me that again.” The voice had suddenly become so cold that it made Virgil flinch and shiver at the same time. “That title is my father’s and don’t you go call me ‘prince’ either, got it? That’s Roman. I’m Remus, just Remus. And if you ever forget that, I’ll personally carve it into your body somewhere where you’ll always see it. Or maybe just all over your body.” Virgil swallowed dry again. That really didn’t sound so good, and it didn’t sound like an empty threat either. He started to feel light headed again.

“Secondly… Just, tell what happened. I don’t trust that guy, he’s way to prideful and a suck-up at that. So? What actually happened? Or don’t you have anything to say for yourself?” And how could Remus’ voice change the tone back that quickly? How did he continue as though nothing had happened at all?

But at least Virgil knew what to do now. So the prince wanted him to defend himself. Explain why he did what he did, give him a chance to redeem himself. Yeah, he could work with that. Though he knew that this was obviously dangerous as well. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you, right? Still, better than being sentenced without a chance to say anything at all, and honestly more than he’d expected to get.

So Virgil took a deep breath and nodded once. “Yes, of cause. It, um… It happened mostly like the guard told you. I, uhm, lost control and… The fire spread too fast for me to do anything.” He closed his eyes, remembering how he’d desperately tried to take back the flames but had only made everything worse. The screams and cries… He shook his head to disperse the memories. “I tried to, but it didn’t work. But I didn’t mean to! Please, you have to believe me, I didn’t-” Virgil cut himself off as his eyes meet glowing green ones, looking back down as fast as he could and mumbling an apology.

“Aha. And do you loose control often? Or what happened there?”

…

This prince didn’t know anything about how this was supposed to go either, did he? At least judging from his tone of voice. Great, just awesome…

“No, I usually don’t.”, Virgil answered nevertheless, “They had been trowing stones at me and things like that. I’m used to it but, uh…” Should he really say this? The prince would probably use that. Then again, what other choice did he have, really? “They had started to talk about tearing my wings off and… I just…”

“Acted on instinct? Got it.” The prince hummed in thought. “Well… I really, really don’t care about what you did there. And they honestly sound like a bunch of assholes anyways. Like, good job. Could have made it more painful, though…”

What the hell? What the actual hell? Okay, that had to be a trick. He just couldn’t be serious about that. And then he felt a finger underneath his chin, tilting up his head. His eyes lifted again to see the pale face with the glowing green eyes, a mustache growing on the upper lip. The prince had his lips pierced as his eyes looked Virgil up and down. “Heh. You’re kind of purple, aren’t you?”

Virgil flushed. What? He wasn’t that purple. Most people didn’t even notice his skin was slightly off-colour. The vibrant purple streaks in his otherwise black hair or the violet color of his eyes, sure, but not his skin. Or maybe they just hadn’t commented anything about it because they’d been too concerned with the black of his nails and lips or the bat-like wings sprouting from his back? Still, he wasn’t that purple.

“You’re cute, though. Not hot, but cute. And you’re fun to mess with. So easy to scare and that whimper you let out when he try to hide your reaction or the way you bite your lip when yo try to stop shaking!” The prince looked really happy as he laughed quietly to himself. “Yeah, I think I’m gonna keep you around. I wanna see you much, much more scared than that! And I’m curious to see your other reactions, too~”

The prince stood up abruptly, not saying anything else as he walked out of the door. What the hell was that? Virgil wasn’t too sure about what he was supposed to do, but he guessed he was supposed to stay put? Slowly, Virgil looked around. The throne room was empty. There were enough windows to his side. If he was quick about it, maybe he would be able to escape whatever was awaiting him once the prince came back.

“I would advice against that.”, a cool voice cut through his thoughts, making Virgil yelp and jump. What…? He looked over to the side where that sentence had come from. A young man with brown hair stood there, a dark blue suit hugging his frame. That looked expensive, and Virgil vaguely remembered the emblem on his jacket. So a noble. A noble had figured out he’d thought about escape, huh? Virgil swallowed again, biting his lips. He really hoped he hadn’t just added on to his sentence. Technically he hadn’t done anything yet, had he?

“Salutations. You are the demon-kin Remus talked about, I assume?”, the man asked. Virgil flinched, but gave a shaky nod. The man nodded back, a quick and sharp motion. He then walked over to Virgil, slowly as though not to frighten him, and wasn’t that just the weirdest thought? Someone being aware of Virgil’s feelings? “My name is Logan Night, and I shall bring you to the location you will be staying at until the prince has decided what to do with you. May I inquire your name?”

“…Virgil.”, he mumbled. The man hesitated for a moment, before he asked for a last name. Should he make something up? No, that probably wouldn’t do him much good. So he just bit his lip and shook his head.

“So just Virgil? I see.” Logan nodded again. “I will cut those robes now. Don’t be alarmed, I have orders to ensure no harm shall come to you.” Virgil nodded, though he was a little confused. Why would the prince give any such orders? That wouldn’t make any sense. He would be tortured and/or killed anyways, wouldn’t he? Then again, maybe the prince just wanted to do all of that himself? He had just talked about cutting off body parts as something he used to find entertaining, after all. Virgil shuddered again.

He barely registered the ropes falling to the floor over his thoughts, but when they did, his wings gave a flutter he hadn’t intended. Thankfully Logan didn’t say anything about it. Instead, the taller man only signed for him to stand up and follow him. Of cause Virgil did. Even though it looked pretty easy to escape right now, he didn’t dare test his luck.

They walked in silence and Virgil held his head down, not only to hide behind his bangs but also to avoid seeing the people point and stare. He hated when they did that. It was only when Logan led him up a flight of stairs instead of down that his head shot up again. And really, Logan nodded up. So he wouldn’t be staying in the dungeon? That was odd…

Suspiciously he walked up, followed the man with the dark blue eyes and light dust of freckles until the very top and into a cozy looking room. It had a bed, a few chairs, cushions, a chimney, a table, one window. The window was nailed shut, though. Probably so he couldn’t escape by flying out of here. But other than that, the room generally didn’t look as though a prisoner would be held here.

Virgil eyes Logan suspiciously as the other closed the door. The man gestured for him to sit down, and Virgil did. Even though he felt as though his very presence would ruin the room. It was just so… clean. And Virgil was so obviously living on the streets.

Logan sat down as well, offering the beginnings of a smile. “There we are. I’m afraid I won’t be able to tell you how long this will take. Prince Remus usually doesn’t concern himself with issues like this. But I would assume that he has a plan already and only needs to prepare or make sure of some things.”

Oh, how very comforting! Virgil took a shaky breath. At least the guy talked to him normally. Maybe he could ask him a few questions about what would happen? He hated the dread in his stomach.

“I, uhm… What… What usually happens?”, he asked silently, not daring to be any louder. Logan looked at him thoughtfully. “Hm, I don’t think you should take ‘usually’ as a measurement when it’s about Remus. He is quite… incalculably impulsive. He is smart, in his own way, but he doesn’t concern himself with rules or norms much.” Logan chuckled lightly. “If he wasn’t born a prince, I don’t doubt he would have been executed by now. And he takes great pride in this fact.”

“Ah. I see…” Virgil bit his lip, looking out of the window. So no clue what would happen next still. He wished he could just give in to his instincts and fight everyone and run away. But he didn’t dare to. Not in this situation. They’d find him, and any chance of survival would be gone then.

“He doesn’t hate the demon-kin, you know?”, Logan’s voice cut through his thoughts. Virgil looked back at him. What? “Remus. He doesn’t hate the demon-kin. Or anyone with magic running through their veins. And if he would have wanted to kill or torture you, he would have done so already. I may not know what he’s planing, but he doesn’t plan on either of those. Unless he changes his mind, that is.”

“Does he often change his mind about stuff like that?”, Virgil heard himself asking. To his surprise, Logan actually answered: “Oh, yes. Sometimes even in the middle of doing something. But how he feels about something or someone doesn’t change that easily. His heart may be the only consistent thing about him.”

Silence came back and Virgil looked back down at his hands. That hadn’t helped him much. There was still a lot of different scenarios playing through his head, and not one of them did he want to live through. Apparently Logan had noticed, because after a few minutes in silence that made his panic grow stronger and stronger the man asked: “Would you like a distraction? I could offer telling you about a book I’ve been reading. It may keep your fear at bay.”

Virgil looked at him silently. Why would he do that for him though?

“I am to stay here anyways, so I might as well. Besides, I was ordered to prevent you being harmed for now. Mental harm is just as dangerous as physical harm, you know? Though I doubt the prince actually meant that as well…”

Was Virgil just really obvious or was this guy really good at reading him? But Virgil nodded nonetheless. As Logan had said: Might as well.

And Logan was good at it, too. He presented historical facts with such a passion that it as hard not to be drawn in to it, even though Virgil had no clue what half the things were he mentioned as reference. And historical facts soon changed to be political, and political became astrology, and astrology became astronomy and astronomy mythology. Virgil only noticed how long he’d listened to Logan’s soothing voice when the door was pushed open suddenly and he jumped. Was it really sundown already?! Wait, not the time.

In the door stood a smiling prince with sparkling green eyes. “Hey, purple demon! I’m gonna take Lo from you real quick. Ice-knight! I need your opinion on something! Come here!”

Logan sighed, and smiled almost compassionately at Virgil. No. Yes? No, he probably imagined that.

Virgil watched as Logan stood up and bowed swiftly before the prince before stepping out of the room. And… Did Remus just wink at Virgil?! What? That prince confused him more and more every time he did anything.

The door was closed and immediately he could hear hushed voices talking. Probably about him. And all the fear he’d put off hit him at once now. He could barely even breath. No, wait, scratch that. He couldn’t breath anymore.

No, no, no, no, no! He didn’t want to die, he didn’t want to be cut up in tiny pieces, didn’t want to be tortured or poisoned or…

His lunges felt like they were exploding any second now, and he could feel himself shaking. Was he having a heart attack or something? No. No, this was just the panic. He knew that, that happened every now and again. He had to breath. If only his lunges would cooperate! Match that song’s rhythm his older brother had taught him before he’d died, that usually helped. What was it? Hm-hm-hm-hm, la-lada-lada-lada, na-na, na-na, na-na, la-na. Right.

It took a little while, but finally he managed to calm his breathing down, and somehow that got him to breath down as well. It always did. Just in time too, it seemed. The door was sent flying open again, just as he had dried up his tears.

“Alright, Virgil, the decision has been made! As your prince I hereby sentence you, for the hilarious crime of turning a village into a torch, to be… my court magician once I leave the castle next week!”

Virgil couldn’t do anything but stare at the smiling prince for a few moments. That was a joke. That had to be a joke. But he looked serious?

“Isn’t your court supposed to be just nobles, though?”, he slowly asked finally. And out of all the questions in his head it just had to be that one, didn’t it? But the prince barely seemed to be bothered by it. “Nope! The magician is the exception from that rule.”

Virgil shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. “But I can’t control-”

“Relax! You’ll get time to practice. And I’ll give you all the books you need for that.” He waved his hand as though to disperse the thought.

“I can’t read, th-”

“Janus will teach you that.” His grin intensified.

“Won’t people be-”

“So what? Let them talk! They won’t do anything anyways. Wouldn’t dare.” Remus shrugged.

“But how can you trust me with-”

“I don’t trust you, don’t be rediculous! Nope!” Remus chuckled again. “One wrong move and you’ll be really in for it. But you can earn my trust, if you try. Plus, this nerd here vouches for you. That’s good enough for now.”

Virgil looked at Logan in shock, who only shrugged with a smile in response. He then looked back at Remus, who had a surprisingly soft look in his eyes. “Look, I get that that’s weird. And you probably aren’t thrilled by working for me. But you’ll have a place to stay and you’ll get payed. No more streets and idiots throwing stones.” Then the soft look vanished into thin air. “Well, not like you got a choice anyways. It’s either that or death, so… yeah.”

Virgil looked at him for a little bit longer, before he suspiciously asked: “Why?”

“Honestly? I wanna know more about demon-kin and your reactions to stuff are fun. That’s about it. Besides, you have the magic, that’s basically the only qualification, and you have more of it than any normal human with magical talents will ever have. So… eh.” The prince shrugged.

Virgil stared a few more moments. No one, absolutely no one, would ever employ a demon-kin. One would have to be crazy and anarchistic to even consider that. But it looked as though he just found that crazy anarchist…

So, knowing full well that he’d absolutely regret it sooner rather than later, he nodded. “Thank you. I’d… I’d really love to, if you’ll let me.”

And it was true: He absolutely did regret it, almost every hour of every day. Still, it was whatever. Better than what he had before, at least. Well, most of the time.

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butnobodycame627 · 4 years

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The Sides as random pictures I have saved Part Two (should I do more? You tell me.)

Janus: Yo! People with moustaches are just people without moustaches but with moustaches.

Roman: (walks away, offended)

Remus: (walks away unfazed, eating deodorant.)

Patton: (in a serious tone, an insane look in his eye) I know you made my cakes all disappear,

(Never take away Patton's cakes. He loses his mind without them.)

Remus: I like dehydration.

Patton: (doesn't know how computers work) No! (Types a bunch of 0s) Oops....

Roman: My brother doesn't scare me!... Kinda...

Remus: (standing behind the TV with a morning star) What if he said "boo"?

Logan: Bananas are slightly radioactive due to certain caesium isotopes. Therefore you should never eat more than 600 bananas per second to minimize the risk of a harmful radiation dose.

Janus: Well, there goes my Friday night? Who would do this?

Virgil: God, it's 10 PM! What's next, 11 PM?

Later that night...

Virgil: Well guess what just f*cking happened.

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fictional-guns · 6 years

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Remus Lupin Imagine

Would you like to dance with me?

Sorry for any mistakes English is not my first language :/

Warnings: None "(Y/N), he is starring at you the whole time." Alice said to me. And I turned my head and saw that Remus was looking at me. When he noticed that I watched him he quickly looked away. The girls were giggeling but I told them to stop. "He's just shy." I said. But suddenly James and Sirius came over to us. James laid his arm around Lily and Sirius just stand in our round. We made a party because Gryffindor won against Slytherin in quidditch. "So you have no one you can dance with?" Sirius asked with a smirk. "Oh no I don't dance with, you can't ask me to do that." I chuckled. "Oh no, sweety. I mean you could dance with this dude over there..." he pointed to Remus. "Come on he just need a little shove. And I bet you like him, so he like you." Sirius laughed. He turned with me away so the other ones couldn't hear us. "No one said I like him.... And only because some is starring at me that doesn't mean that he is liking me too." I protested. It is not like that I don't find him cute but I was so nervous in his presence. "Come on, the way he look at you is more than obvious." Sirius laughed. "Ok, ok ,ok I go over to him. Are you satisfied?" I asked him. "I am only satisfied when you both kiss each other finally." he said serious. "No wonder, no girl like you when you are like that." I sighed but went over to Remus. "Hey." I simpley said. "Oh hey, (Y/N)." he tried to smile like he was confident. "So how are you?" I beagn with small talk. But we both noticed this is just boring but he answered because he was polite:"We won, so how I could not feel good?" he asked. "I am just glad we kicked them in the ass. I bet when you would play quidditch it would not be bad." I meant and was sure that quidditch was his secret talent. "You never had see me when I tried it." he laughed. And he had a so beautiful and sweet laugh. You wanted to hug him when you hear it. "Come on we get some drinks maybe then we are more on the mood to party." I just said and smiled at him. "Ok like you say." he answered and grinned. And it was more than clear that there was alcohol in our drinks but I did not intend to get drunk. Remus just drank a bit but I had the feeling he was now more relaxed when we are together:"You look very pretty today." he tried to flirt. I slightly blushed. "Thank you. I don't know what to say." I admitted."It was just a compliment, sorry when I make you feel uncomfortable." he apologized. "Oh no, I am really thankful I am just shy when someone like you made me a compliment." I explained. After our drinks were empty he asked me:"Would yo... would you like to dance with me?" Without ha word I took his hands and pulled him onto the dancefloor. "I am not a good dancer." he just warned me. "Do I look like I would be a great dancer? Let's have fun." I meant and gave him a kiss on the cheek. So my arms wrapped around his neck and his hands he laid carful on my hips. But you could see something that disturbed him, he need the confirmation that it was ok for me where he had touched me. "It is really ok when your hands are there." I informed him. "I really ask myself why we talk not more to each other." I meant. "Maybe we have not so much to do together." he answered with a slight disappointment. "Then we should change that? I mean when it is ok for you, Remus." I asked with hopeful eyes. "Yes, of course. You don't need to ask." and it was so fantastic that he was now more open. "So what are you doing tomorrow?" my next question was. While we danced he was thinking and his hands accindently went a bit down there. "Remus, your hands." I just said. Slight embaressed he placed his hands they were before. "Sorry it was not my attention." he apologized. And I just wink at him... what was embaressing for me after I did this. "So what is with tomorrow?" I asked again. "Then I asked Sirius if it is ok to be with you tomorrow." he answered. "Maybe we should ask him now?" I had an idea. "Do you really think this is a good idea." he was not sure. But I grabbed him by his hand and stand in front of his friend. "Look at this cute couple." he giggled. Why he had to do such a thing? God sometimes I just hated him. "I want to ask if it is okay when we made our stuff on Sunday?" Remus asked him. And a known smirk wided his lips... "Of course it is okay, Mooney." Sirius answered and you could see how much he shipped us. A hour later we decided to walk to a more quite place...the astronomy tower. So I sat down and Remus next to me. "God, I love this view. Everytime I am here." I said to myself. "You are often here?" he asked interested. "Yeah sometimes when I can't sleep I sneak out of my room. It is more beautiful by night in my opinion and with the full moon it's so gigantic." I explained it still stunned by this view. He sighed a bit disapointed. "What's the matter?" I worried asked him. I don't wanted to say anything wrong, I mean it would be shame when we wouldn't really like each other after this evaning. "No it's nothing, not really." he tried to dodge this topic. "Have I said anything wrong?" I meant questionating. "Wrong? Really it is not you fault. And yeah it is all ok." he said again. My face turned a bit sad and worried. "You can talk to me. I know this is more or less the first time we really speak but I really like you." I dared myself to say. The cute boy truned his face to mine. There was something I can't say what it was but he looked like he wanted to say something about it, but was afraid. Remus opened his mouth but closed it again. "It is not like I wouldn't say it but I don't want to scare you." he meant and his eyes were so serious. "You can't scare me so easly, so don't worry." I smiled to him with the hope he would finally say his problem. "Do you have ever asked yourself why my friends call me Mooney?" he started. I shook my head. He took a deep breath and continued:"They have this nickname for me because I am a werewolf." When it wouldn't be Remus that would sat in front of me I didn't would believe it. You could see his incecurity about it. And maybe that was the reason why he is so shy to me. I don't know what I should think. It was like it were something terrible but at the same time something I couldn't imagine. He noticed that I didn't say something. "And what do you think about?" "Ehmm if I am honest I don't know but I think this wouldn't stop us." I answered and hoped he know what I mean. "Us?" Remus said unsure. "Only when you would like of course...that you and I become us?" I suggested and with a little bit red on my cheeks I faced the ground. "The thing is it would be like a dream that come true but I am afraid that it wouldn't work." Remus was honest to me and I was very thankful for it that he trusted me. "There are so many things that doesn't work, but when we wouldn't try what would mean things like this? Maybe we should do it before t is too late before we regret it that we never had tried it?" I spoke out my opinion. "Yeah werewolfs are scary but I think the feeling of guilt and anger of ourselves is worse than a wonderful human turne into a werewolf by full moon." I ended my sentence. Remus was amazed and had a small smile on his lips, he hadn't expect it, that I would say something like this. "I never seen this from your side. I never thought that this side would exist." he mumbled, playing with his hands. "You have never tried to look in this way." I meant and my hand gently grabbed his right face. He looked to my hand. And careful his hand take my away from his cheek. So our other hands met and tangled. With slow moves I leaned forward like him. It was a bit strange and but at the same time very lovely. When we were so close that I could smell him, he smelled slightly a bit after hound but not much and after the drinks we drank. Now I felt his lower lip on mine. Automatically I closed my eyes. So my lips felt him completly. It was such an innocent kiss, at first. We didn't move much with our lips but after a few moments it turned into more...more passionate. Remus was not longer the shy boy. His hand laid on my neck and softly stroked over it with his thumb. Remus and I only sat there and kissed for a long while but than...someone came up the stairs. It was Sirius and and James. When they saw what happened they smirked. "I knew it." Sirius just said. "Shut up. For god's sake...." I cursed. Remus giggled about this but it end up that we two and the rest of our group came up and sat there relaxing... The next morning was like all the others, not really exciting things happened. But when I went to the breakfast I noticed how arms stop me from my action. The pulled me closer to the body they belong. "Godd morning." he heard the raspy morning voice of him. "Morning, Mooney." I said and chuckled when he slightly tickled me. So now it was for all here to see that we are a couple now...

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a different kind of war: an au.

The students of Hogwarts had their normal days planned. They either paid attention or ignored their classes, hung out with friends, tortured each other, got into trouble -- the norm for a Hogwarts student.

There was already a black cloud hanging over the school; the impending war of blood purity. So when the sky went grey, everyone stopped to look. There was a fear that you-know-who was finally taking over.

Instead, they heard music begin to emerge from the clouds.

Young hearts, out our minds Runnin' till we outta time Wild childs, lookin' good Livin' hard just like we should Don't care whose watching when we tearing it up That magic that we got nobody can touch Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

Kesha had infiltrated Hogwarts.

No matter what they did, they heard her songs in their heads; songs she wrote and songs she sang. Each student heard a different song. As some students stood near one another, they heard the same song.

Why was this happening? Was this the beginning of the end?With songs running through their heads, no one could figure it out.

Molly & Arthur: Finding You

I know forever don't exist But after this life, I'll find you in the next So when I say "forever, " it's the goddamn truth I'll keep finding, finding you

Ellie & Florence: Hymn

Even the stars and the moon don't shine quite like we do Dreamers searchin' for the truth Go on, read about us in the news Pretty reckless, pretty wild Talking shit and we'll just smile Don't you see these fuckin' crowns?

Emma & Evan: Cannibal

I want your liver on a platter Use your finger to stir my tea And for dessert I'll suck your teeth Be too sweet and you'll be a gonner Yeah, I'll pull a Jeffrey Dahmer

Frank & Alice: Animal

So if it's just tonight The animal inside Let it live and die This is our last chance Give me your hand 'Cause our world is spinning at the speed of light The night is fading Heart is racing Now just come love me like we're gonna die

James & Narcissa: This Love

Even if I leave you now and it breaks my heart Even if I'm not around, I won't cave in I can't give up on this love You've become a piece of me It makes me sick to even think Of mornings, waking up alone Searching for you in my sheet Don't fade away

Bellatrix & Emmeline: Supernatural

Come, take me in the night I feel it in my blood, want the darker side Baby when we touch, look me in my eyes Poison me with love, I'll bring you back to life

Alecto & Amycus: Dancing With the Devil

You and I made a deal I was young and shit got real Weaving through Heaven and back Your love is made of dirty gold But I'm the one who sold my soul So go ahead and take my hand

Regulus & Peter: True Colors

Something tells me, I know nothing at all We've escaped our capture Yet we have our masters And somehow it's like I've waited All my life, one page at a time I'll show you my, my true colors No, no no no I won't apologize for the fire in my eyes Let me show you my, my true colors, it ain't no rainbow

Pandora & Xenophilius: Good Old Days

I'm in love alright with my crazy beautiful life With the parties, the disasters With my friends all pretty and plastered Yeah, I guess we're doin' alright We're fallin' in love Till the sun's comin' up Just livin' the life Every single night we fight to get a little high on life To get a little something right, something real, at least we try

Carlita & Greta: Boots

If you can't handle these claws, you don't get this kitty Baby, pick me up, spin me 'round, take me on a ride Pull you by the belt, recognize that you're mine tonight Baby, pick me up, spin me 'round, take me on a ride Pull you by the belt, recognize that you're mine tonight I'm walking on air, kickin' my blues Everything stops When I'm wearing, when I'm wearing, baby, nothing but your boots

Rabastan & Lucius: Warrior

We're the ones who flirt with disaster, On your ass we'll pounce like a panther. Cut the bullshit out with a dagger, With a dagger, with a dagger. Do or die we all gonna stay young, Shoot the lights out like a machine gun. Think it's time for a revolution, Revolution, revolution.

Amycus & Rodolphus: Boy Like You

I know you know I'm wrapped around your finger You're so Beautiful and dangerous Hot and cold Don't you see the light, boy I could blow your mind, boy Let me be your new toy I do what I want And I get what I want When I want it

Adrian: Party at a Rich Dude’s House

Swimming pool, limousine, come on let's do it Come on let's cause a scene, come on let's do it Cigar in the caviar, come on let's do it Now, come on let's do it, we're gonna do it, now Come on let's do it, we're gonna do this

Andromeda: Bastards

Been underestimated my entire life I know people gonna talk shit and darling, that's fine But they won't break my spirit, I won't let 'em win I'll just keep on living, keep on living The way I wanna live Don't let the bastards get you down, oh no Don't let the assholes wear you out Don't let the mean girls take the crown Don't let the scumbags screw you 'round Don't let the bastards take you down

Atticus: Spaceship

I'm waiting for my spaceship to come back to me It's coming back for me I don't really care if you believe it's coming back for me, yeah I been living in a lonesome galaxy But in my dreams, I see them come ’n rescue me Look up in the sky and there they’ll be I bet you'll think of me then You’re gonna say, "Ooh, look at that, oh yeah, yeah" Damn, if it ain't true They're coming back for me, they're coming back for me, yeah

Bellatrix: What Baby Wants

But you don't really understand She feeds on flesh and blood and boys like you She gonna make you be a man She'll take your bleeding heart and your soul no regrets Baby tells lies baby looks you in the eyes It's her aphrodisiac when she stabs you in the back She comes on like a saint but that's exactly what she ain't Not a damsel in distress she's the devil in a dress

Ellie: Woman

I'm a motherfucking woman, baby, alright I don't need a man to be holding me too tight I'm a motherfucking woman, baby, that's right I'm just having fun with my ladies here tonight I'm a motherfucker

Glenda: Till the World Ends

I can’t take it Take it Take no more C’mon get my on the floor DJ what you waitin’ for? If you feel it Let it happen Keep on dancing till the world ends

Greer: Timber

Swing your partner round and round End of the night, it's going down One more shot, another round End of the night, it's going down Swing your partner round and round End of the night, it's going down One more shot, another round End of the night, it's going downIt's going down, I'm yelling timber You better move, you better dance Let's make a night, you won't remember I'll be the one, you won't forget

Holly: Rainbow

I used to live in the darkness Dress in black, act so heartless, but now I see that colors are everything Got kaleidoscopes in my hairdo Got back the stars in my eyes, too, yeah now I see the magic inside of me I’ve found a rainbow, rainbow, baby Trust me, I know, life is scary But just put those colors on, girl Come and play along with me tonight

James: Tik Tok

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy Grab my glasses, I'm out the door; I'm gonna hit this city Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack 'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back Tonight, I'm-a fight Till we see the sunlight Tick-tock on the clock But the party don't stop, no

Kingsley: All That Matters

It’s raining gold, been up all night There’s no excuses, we kiss the sky Don’t wanna come down, don’t wanna come down Is anyone out there? Baby, all that matters Is a beautiful life

Lily: Pink Champagne

We don't need no guest list, everybody's invited I'm saying, "Even if you can't get in, we'll dance outside it" We're gonna make this bubble We'll carbonate some trouble When the line gets flat, gotta take it back to another level Lemme hear you say, ooh Can't keep it bottled up Lemme hear you say, ooh Can't keep it bottled up

Lucius: Blow

We're pretty and sick We're young and we're bored It's time to lose your mind And let the crazy out This place's about to Tonight we're taking names 'Cause we don't mess around

Lucretia: Crazy Kids

Hello, wherever you are Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar? Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars We don't give a fuck cause that's just who we are And we are, we are we are, we are we are The crazy kids, them crazy, them crazy kids And we are, we are we are, we are we are The crazy kids, we are the We are the crazy people

Marlene: C’mon

Feeling like I'm a high schooler Sipping on a warm wine cooler Hot 'cause the party don't stop I'm in a crop top Like I'm working at hooters We been keeping it PG But I wanna get a little frisky Come gimme some of that yum like a lollipop Let me set you free

Mary: Praying

I'm proud of who I am No more monsters, I can breathe again And you said that I was done Well, you were wrong and now the best is yet to come 'Cause I can make it on my own And I don't need you, I found a strength I've never known I'll bring thunder, I'll bring rain When I'm finished, they won't even know your name You brought the flames and you put me through hell I had to learn how to fight for myself And we both know all the truth I could tell I'll just say this is "I wish you farewell"

Molly: Boogie Feet

All right Some people, they got the big brains They make all the computer games Some people, they look so sexy Pop and fizzle like a Pepsi Some people, they got the money Drive around in Lamborghinis I don't need any of those things I just wanna dance like a motherfucker

Mundungus: Princess (Customized)

Yo critter crew! (say what) Make Princess Dungus look fine! Add a little pinch of magic from my fairytale life I'm gettin' ready so damn pumped up Even with this wedgie ridin' up my butt Thanks to Mr Crow, you sneaky little fuck! I'm getting customized, customized, customized right

Remus: Learn to Let Go

Been a prisoner of the past Had a bitterness when I looked back Was telling everyone it's not that bad 'Til all my shit hit the fan I think it's time to practice what I preach Exorcise the demons inside me Whoa, gotta learn to let it go The past can't haunt me if I don't let it Live and learn and never forget it Whoa, gotta learn to let it go

Rodolphus: Hunt You Down

I've never hurt nobody, never buried a body Never killed no one, no, no I ain't afraid to get a little crazy Baby, when I'm in love You say you've had your fun And that you're done and I'm the one Just know that if you fuck around Boy, I'll hunt you down

Severus: Hungover

Even my dirty laundry Everything just smells like you, like you And now my head is throbbing Every song is out of tune just like you In the dark I can't fight it 'til it disappears But in the daylight I taste you in my tears Now the party's over and everybody's gone I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong And now my heart is broken like the bottles on the floor Does it really matter or am I just hungover you?

Sirius: Let ‘em Talk

You, you got your own opinions But baby, I don't even need to hear 'em It used to hurt me, used to bring me down Do your worst, 'cause nothing's gonna stop me now Don't let those losers take your magic, baby, yeah

#adlucemtask #i don't even know if it's a legit task #i hope i didn't miss anyone #i love you all #i tried so hard guys #i've never listened to so much kesha in my life #playlist

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