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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Gwaine/Percival, Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) Characters: Gwaine (Merlin), Percy, Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon, Elena (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Mordred (Arthurian), Original Female Character Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Romantic Comedy, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Fluff and Angst, Feelings, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary:

Percy has been in love with Gwaine since they were friends at uni: the trouble is Gwaine isn't the type to settle down, and Percy won't settle for a one-off. When Percy agrees to attend Gwaine's family reunion as his pretend boyfriend, things get complicated.

Originally written for a prompt left by sapphirescribe at the Multifandom Pretend Dating Fest.

#merlin #perwaine #fake dating #rated: e #modern #my best friend's boyfriend

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gwaine/Percival (Merlin) Characters: Gwaine (Merlin), Percival (Merlin) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Established Relationship, insecure!Gwaine Summary:

Sometimes, even after years together, Gwaine finds he still doesn't understand Percy.

#merlin #perwaine #fluff #modern au #rated: t #help me be quiet

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gwaine/Percival (Merlin) Characters: Gwaine (Merlin), Percival (Merlin), Elena (Merlin), Merlin (Merlin) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Theatre, Christmas Party Summary:

If there is one thing Gwaine always picks up on, it's a chance to get laid.

#merlin #perwaine #modern #a shot at something #rated: t

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gwaine/Percival (Merlin) Characters: Gwaine (Merlin), Percival (Merlin) Additional Tags: Fluff, Mild Angst, Valentine's Day, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary:

For too many years, Percival has been Gwaine's wingman. This Valentine's Day, he plans for that to change.

#merlin #perwaine #imperfect plans #rated: t

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Gwaine/Percival (Merlin) Characters: Leon (Merlin), Percival (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Gwaine (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Morgana (Merlin) Additional Tags: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Introspection, Post-Canon, Post 5X13, Nightmares, seriously this is an angst fest, but happy ending!, Friendship, Canonical Character Death, Canon Compliant, perwaine are my babies, Also ace!leon but I didn't put much of that in here, gaius is adorable, Hurt/Comfort, Percival's backstory is so sad, Flashbacks, Asexual Character Summary:

People say grief gets easier as time goes on. That eventually you'll be able to move on from whomever you lost. That all the pain just fades away until you're left with only happy memories of the one you lost. 

Either they had it easy, or they were lying through their teeth. 

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Losing people is a situation Percival is far too familiar with. First his family, then his friends, now his lover... Percival isn't sure how much more he can take.

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Supporting people has always seemed to be Leon's job. The one who's strong when others can't be. Leon knows he can't break. But it's getting more and more difficult to stay together.

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Post 5x13, The Diamond of the Day; obviously, angst.

#merlin #angst #perwaine #rated: t #requiem

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon, Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwaine (Merlin) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Reincarnation, Reincarnation, Modern Era, Past Relationship(s), Pining, Pining Merlin, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Lonely Merlin, lonely, Arthur remembers, Arthur Pendragon Returns, Waiting for Arthur Pendragon, Immortal Merlin Summary:

Merlin had lost Arthur many years ago. Painting became a means of coping. In the midst of a new gallery show, things change.

#merlin #merthur #reincarnation #rated: g #how i became the bomb

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Scorpius Malfoy/Rose Weasley, Rose Weasley/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Scorpius Malfoy, Rose Weasley, OC - Character Additional Tags: Banter, Fluff and Humor, Jealous!Scorpius, Snarky!Rose, Obliviousness thy name is Rose Weasley, Sweet and Sour Scorpius, Three Broomsticks, Butterbeer, Harry Potter Next Generation Series: Part 2 of I Hate You Summary:

"Malfoy, will you just cut to the chase and say what you came to say so I can enjoy Hogsmeade in peace?" "I told you," he answered. "I'm here in place of Al and Hugo to gather intelligence on your date." "Which, translated, means you're just being a nosy git." In which Rose has a date to Hogsmeade and Scorpius can't help but interfere. RoseScorpius.

#hp #scorose #frogster #rated: t #prefects and prats

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Hi. First - thank you for everything. Second: would you help me? I'm looking for a fic, where Bucky thinks Steve will ask him on a date, but Steve was talking about Sharon. Bucky leaves and he makes a new friends. A shelter?... I cried, when I read it. I don't know why I didn't save it. Stupid. Help? Please?

Took my Love, Took it Down by LaughsAtThunder, one of my favs

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Halloween 1981 - AU

Sirius Black landed in Godric’s Hollow and got off of his motorcycle him and James Potter enchanted so it would fly. The motorcycle had a small side-car for a certain new addition to the family.

He felt his knees tremble, he was barely standing. “It’s probably not true”, he thought to himself. “This is James, he would never leave me.” He was trying so hard to lie to himself but he knew it, he felt it before he got the news. His first instinct was to go see it for himself. He didn’t exactly know where the house was, he was just looking around, he walked a little bit more on the avenue, he turned his head to the right, the house was crumbling. “No curse does that” he said to himself, his lips had started trembling, so it was true, it was true Potters were dead. 

Sirius gathered all the courage he had left in his body and walked to the door, it was open. As he climbed the few steps, he started seeing a tall man lying on the entrance. “James?” His heart was giving in to the weight of pain that seared through him. His best friend, the man who saved him from himself, lifeless. His hazel eyes were still open behind his glasses. Sirius slowly removed his glasses and closed James’ eyes, he put the glasses back on. He wanted to die. He felt this pain before, when Regulus died he felt it, when Marlene was killed he felt like he lost his mind but this, this was different. He didn’t want to go upstairs but he had to, he barely got up when he heard some noises from upstairs, he took his wand out. There was a very large man, he lowered his wand at the sight of him. “Hagrid?” said Sirius.

Giant replied with a shock, “Black? Wha’ are yeh doin’ here?”, he had his guards up. 

“I– I had to come Hagrid. I– I just– I don’t know. Why are you here?” said Sirius, tears were falling down his face. Just behind him, his best friend was lying on the floor. While Sirius was drifting away, Hagrid replied with a hidden pride in his voice, 

“I’m here on Dumbledore’s orders, Black. Yeh shouldn’ be here.”. 

Sirius was feeling anger build up in himself, he never was good at hiding his anger, with trembling hands he shouted “WHAT ORDERS? HE COULDN’T PROTECT THEM! HOW CAN THERE BE ANYTHING ELSE TO DO?” He didn’t know why he blamed Dumbledore even though he knew it was all his fault, he wanted to keep on shouting, he didn’t give a damn if all Godric’s Hollow heard.

Hagrid took a deep breath, he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone anything, Dumbledore made him swear but the desperation in Sirius’ voice pushed him to talk: “He’s alive Sirius, Harry I mean. He made it, little fella. Just a small scar on his forehead.”

Sirius didn’t believe it. He couldn’t have made it, there must have been a mistake. “What do you mean Harry’s alive, Hagrid?”, just as he finished his sentence Hagrid lowered himself and showed Sirius a sleeping Harry, looking peaceful with a scar shaped like lightning on his forehead, unaware of everything that unfolded around him an hour ago.

“Give him to me! I am his legal guardian.” said Sirius, his outstretched hands were still trembling. He wanted to have Harry, he could raise him, Remus would help him. Thinking of Remus, where was he? Had he heard? 

Just as he was thinking about this he heard a familiar voice: “Sirius? Hagrid? What’s– What’s going on?”, Remus already knew, he just needed to hear someone else say it. He heard Sirius’ shouting and knew where to go and he didn’t needed anyone to tell him, James was lying on the floor right in front of him. His knees gave away, he fell to the floor right next to James. He wanted to shout but only a whisper came out “No”. He leapt to his feet so fast, Sirius didn’t have time to think.

Remus pushed Sirius up against the closest wall: “How could you? How could you sell them out and come back to their house? HOW COULD YOU SIRIUS? I WILL KILL YOU–”

Sirius put his hands up but didn’t stop the first punch that hit his face, he was guilty and he knew it, it was his fault James and Lily died. He licked the blood off of his lips and pleaded “Remus please listen. We changed the Secret Keeper. I thought– I thought he’d come after me and never think about Peter, I think he– he ratted them out. Remus I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault.” Remus wouldn’t have believed him if he didn’t hear the desperation and grief in Sirius’ voice, he was a good liar but he could never lie to Remus.  

Remus had a blank look in his eyes. His best friends, two of the few people who loved him and their beautiful son, gone. He had to go see Lily. He was trembling from head to toe, the wolf in him was howling with pain, his family, gone. Although his pain was ripping through him even harder than it did during his transformations, he built up the strength to go hug Sirius, it wasn’t his fault, he needed to know that. 

Sirius was falling apart in Remus’ arms as he lifted his head up and said “Harry’s alive” with barely a whisper. Remus tried to go upstairs, Sirius caught up with him: “Hagrid has him, Dumbledore’s orders.” Remus replied with an unsure voice “I– I need to see Lily, Pads” Sirius wanted to go with him, the red haired girl, always so full of life… he had see for himself. Sirius needed to make sure Hagrid didn’t leave “Hagrid, please give us a few minutes, please don’t leave without a chance to say goodbye to Harry”. Sirius’ general stubbornness was lost, he didn’t have a purpose to be stubborn.

As they made their way to Harry’s room, Remus held Sirius’ hand, they needed each other now more than ever. The door was ajar, Remus pushed it and he couldn’t help it, his eyes were burning, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. Lily’s green eyes were open, too. Her tears were still wet on her face, Sirius wiped them away and Remus closed her eyes. The strongest girl they knew, gone in a heartbeat. Remus was holding Lily’s pale hand in his, saying “I am sorry” over and over again. Sirius pulled Remus up, they made their way down stairs. Remus had something on his mind.

When they reached where James’ body was, without a warning Remus pulled out his wand and pointed it at Hagrid: “Give Harry to Sirius right this second Hagrid, I don’t want to hurt you.” Sirius was in complete shock. The calm, the rational Remus had his wand out, threatening an innocent man. He had never seen Moony so angry before but then again, this was desperation.

“Yeh forge’ that I’m half-giant, Lupin” said Hagrid, he was protecting Harry in case Remus did something.

“And you forget that I’m a werewolf Hagrid. Oh, don’t look so surprised, I know you know. A man like you wouldn’t have missed the signs.” said Lupin, his voice was extremely calm.

“I don’ take him for the heck of it, yeh know. Dumbledore’s orders.” said Hagrid impatiently Sirius Black hesitated for a second but pulled out his wand, too.

“I’m his legal guardian, I am his bloody godfather Hagrid. I don’t give a damn what Dumbledore plans on doing, as long as I live no one else but us will raise him.” said Sirius, his voice was trembling but he didn’t care. He didn’t care for Dumbledore one bit, who was he going to give him to anyway? And it hit him, Lily’s good for nothing sister and her husband.

“You either give Harry to us or we take him from you. You know what we are capable of Hagrid, don’t make it harder for us, I really don’t want to hurt you.” His voice was still calm, he was keeping himself together because he knew Sirius was about to lose it, he had to stay strong for him and Harry.

Sirius pulled himself together. “Hagrid, I am begging you, Dumbledore’s going to give him to Lily’s sister, Muggles! They can’t protect him Hagrid, I’ll do whatever you want me to, I’ll take the blame. Please don’t take him away, too” Sirius’ wand was up but if it came down to it, he couldn’t have done anything. “Remus and I will raise him” He looked at Remus, Sirius knew he was barely holding on, too. 

Hagrid talked after a long silence: “I have to take him, Black. I can’t give Harry to yeh”

Remus sounded like he gave in, “At least, let us say goodbye.” Sirius just gaped at Remus, how could he give up so easily? Then he saw the familiar spark in Remus’ eyes, he had an idea. 

They left the house, Sirius looked at James one last time, his hair was still as messy as can be, he looked peaceful. 

Hagrid lowered himself so that Sirius and Remus could see Harry, he wasn’t gonna let them hold him, he knew better. What he didn’t know was the moment he let them see Harry, Sirius would cast a protection charm around Harry to keep him from harm, he was prepared for whatever the hell Remus planned on doing. Remus shot out a stunning spell, he knew it wouldn’t knock Hagrid out but would give them a chance to grab Harry and run, he didn’t think the aftermath but followed after Sirius with Harry in his arms. The wretched bike of Sirius was just around the corner, the risks they took were too much but it was worth it. If they had Harry, it was all worth it. 

Remus looked at the wreck Potters once called home one last time. They never left each other behind, they had to leave James behind.. James never left him behind. The pain was unbearable, all of his being was aching but he promised to Lily and James at that moment that he would keep on living for Harry. 

Sirius turned around to check on Remus and Harry, he could tell Remus was thinking the same thing. That precious little boy in Moony’s arms were all they had left from Lily and James Potter. He felt sorry for Hagrid but his love for Harry James Potter was stronger than his respect for Dumbledore or anyone else for that matter.

They were bound to get a visit from Dumbledore wherever they went and they didn’t have much choice, so they ended up in Grimmauld Place,12. Sirius hated the place but it was his. Besides Remus and him cleaned the place pretty well, it was almost liveable until they found a better place to raise a child. 

Remus went up to Sirius’ room, his legs were trembling but he made it to the room and laid Harry on the bed. Remus lied on the left side of the bed, Sirius lied on the right side, they had Harry right in between them, he wasn’t sleeping anymore, he was tugging at Sirius’ hair. Sirius was trying not to cry while looking at Harry’s pitch black messy hair and green eyes. Remus, on the other hand, had let it go, tears were streaming down his face. They played a little bit with Harry, he fell asleep half an hour later holding Remus’s pinky finger in his incredibly small hands. 

Remus’ amber eyes met Sirius’ grey ones. Both of their eyelashes were wet with tears they couldn’t hold back, they didn’t sleep at all that night, they couldn’t have even if they wanted to. They watched Harry all night. Sirius noticed how he threw his right arm behind his head while he slept, exactly the way James did. He swore he would get Peter, he never said a word to Remus.

Remus was more focused on Harry’s breathing. He was alive, it was all that mattered now. He lost two best friends in one night, he was not going to lose the last thing that reminded him of them. He swore he would get Peter when the time came, he never said a word to Sirius. 

#hp #marauders #hurts #ouch

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Absolutely love the work you do! I'm looking for a Post Winter Soldier fic where Bucky gets replica Bucky Barnes and replica Avengers toys made to give out at a children's hospital. That's the only scene I can remember but I have a feeling it was a long, plotty, slow burn fic!

Pretty sure this is one of my favorite fics!

i was found and now i don’t roam these streets by hipsterchrist

They’ve decided to start producing Bucky Bears again, now that he’s all shiny and redeemed and fighting for good on this big Avengers misfits team. “He has a little shiny gray arm,” Bucky says, wiggling the stuffed arm in question, one of the tweaks made in the new model. It takes Steve a second to realize that Bucky’s got a small smile on his face, actually looks a little bit proud around the eyes.

Or, Bucky relearns himself and how to be on a team, the rest of the Avengers try to get answers, and everyone watches too much Criminal Minds.

#marvel #stucky #bucky bear #I really don't remember how tags on this blog work #I should go check that out at some point #so that I can find stuff when I want it #whatever

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I love your Deamus fics! Could you write one of them (shortly after a bad breakup) being goormsmen at one their friends' weddings and when their friend is nervous they encourage him? And it ends with them getting back together?

AN: Thanks so much, I’m glad you like them  and I hope you enjoy this!

If the story ends with, “when he sees Dean standing there.” then the read more isn’t working and you can read the rest here: x

Seamus fumbles with his tie in the mirror. For some reasonwhenever he uses a spell to tie his tie it comes out looking all wonky butwhenever he does it the muggle way it comes out even worse

Maybe Neville wouldn’t mind if his best man forgoes a tie tohis wedding?

He sighs, ripping the fabric from his collar and staring athimself in the reflection.

He looks awful.

His hair is so messy that it could rival Harry Potter’s,there are bags under his eyes from several nights of restless sleep and if youlook closely enough, you can see his hands trembling.

He can’t do this, he can’t.

He wants to be a good friend to Neville. He truly does buthe just isn’t sure he can do this.

Sure standing up at an altar and smiling through theceremony would be easy. Reigning in a yawn or a roll of his eyes at everycheesy vow would be a walk in the park.

Posing for pictures, announcing toasts, telling jokes, teasingthe newlyweds, all of those were things that Seamus could do no problem.

But do all of those things with Dean Thomas by his side? Thatwas a very big problem indeed.

Seamus looks down at the frail tie in his hands and wondershow it came to this.

Dean and he used to be best friends. More than best friendsreally, Dean had been a constant in Seamus’s life ever since they were 11 and whenDean went on the run during their seventh year, Seamus struggled to survivewithout him.

He threw himself into the DA, helping and protecting youngerstudents and strengthening friendships with Neville, Luna and Ginny and whilethat was helpful, Dean remained at the back of his mind all the time.

And even though the circumstances were wildly inappropriate,when Seamus saw Dean again at the Battle of Hogwarts, when they kissed andadmitted their feelings to each other, it had been the happiest Seamus had everbeen.

Seamus closes his eyes and bites back any tears threateningto fall.

Yes they had been happy, so happy. They moved in togethershortly after the battle and for two years everything was good.

Then Dean finished his course at the muggle art college hewas studying at. It took him two weeks to tell Seamus that he had been offereda place at a prestigious art college in Italy for two years.

Seamus remembers feeling shocked and helpless at the thoughtof being so far away from Dean for so long. But he wanted to support Dean so hesaid that if that’s what Dean wanted then he’d support him.

Dean had carefully avoided eye contact with him when headmitted that he had already accepted the position.  

But that wasn’t what broke their relationship.

Seamus had pushed the fact that Dean had made this importantdecision in their relationship without him aside and he agreed that it was thebest decision.

They were still going to stay together; just in separatecountries. Dean made long distance sound so easy but the following week whenSeamus stood alone in a half empty apartment, he wasn’t so sure.

That fear only grew over the next few weeks as every dayletters arrived once every few days and weekend floo visits became a thing ofthe past.

Seamus knew that Dean was busy but deep down he knew it wassomething more than that.

Dean was actively not responding to owls and postponingtrips home and as each week passed, Seamus grew more uncertain.

Eight months after Dean moved to Italy, Seamus got an owl fromDean saying that maybe it would be best if they took a break for a while.

Seamus had replied with “If that’s what you want”because as much as he wanted to beg for Dean to give them another try, he wasjust tired of waiting for Dean to remember him and give him the time of day.

He hasn’t heard from Dean since and that was ten months ago.

There’s a soft tap on the door and Seamus is thrown backinto the present.

Clearing his throat, he focuses back on this stupid black tie,“Come in.”

Seamus watches in the reflection as the door opens and hisheart clenches when he sees Dean standing there.

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#hp #deamus #I don't even remember how I tag things on this blog #it's been so long #someone help

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I'm having a really crappy day like it's ridiculous how absolutely unloved and invisible and disliked I feel right now, so I'm just wondering, for that hc thing, could you maybe just write some really fluffy Wolfstar? Like I don't even care what it's about, but that would be great if you get the chance. Sorry for the lack of an actual prompt too, so it's okay if you can't think of anything to write. I hope your day is going good though!

Sirius couldn’t find Remus anywhere.  Which wasn’t totally unusual, as his boyfriend often preferred quiet solace of the library or their favourite tree by the lake.

But Remus wasn’t in any of his usual haunts, and it was worrying.

James hadn’t seen him, and Peter said the last time he’d caught a glimpse of Remus was right after he was leaving Arithmancy. 

So…

Eventually Sirius decides to consult the map, even though they’d all collectively agreed not to use it against each other.  But this could be a Dire Emergency™

So he does.

And Remus is in the kitchens.  Alone.

Sirius hates himself a little for intruding in Remus’ quiet space, but he has this gut feeling and lets himself in through the painting anyway, and he finds Remus alone, clutching a cup of tea which looks like it had gone a bit cold.

Sirius half expects Remus to snap at him, but instead he gives a resigned sigh and spares one, tiny glance up.  “Map?”

“Sorry,” Sirius says, and sits down a space away from his boyfriend.  He waves off a couple of helpful elves offering food and drink, and he puts his hand gently on Remus’ lower back.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Okay.”  Sirius waits.

“I don’t.  I don’t feel like it.”  Sirius knows that’s Remus for, let me vent, and say nothing.  “I don’t want to talk about how everyone–even the professors, think werewolves are monsters, not worth employing, or even worth breathing their same air.  I don’t want to talk about how most of the students believe that.  Or how my prospects for after Hogwarts are living off charity and work no one else in the wizarding world wants to do.”

Sirius increases the pressure on Remus’ back, just to give himself something to do so he doesn’t get up and hex every bloody professor in the school.  Instead he blinks, and shifts closer, and when Remus doesn’t push him away, he leans his head on Remus’ shoulder.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Sirius grins and pushes his face into Remus’ neck.  “Okay, Moons.”  He feels a shiver, because he knows how much Remus loves when Sirius calls him that.  “You want to sneak into Hogsmeade and get pissed and egg Professor Beckett’s office?”

Sirius grins when he gets the reaction he was hoping for.  An eyeroll, a soft snort, and Remus shifting closer.  “You’re an idiot.”

“Yeah, but a cute one,” Sirius reminds him.

Remus laughs and turns his head to kiss Sirius on the forehead.

“Let’s go rearrange James’ chocolate frog cards,” Remus mutters.

Sirius grins widely, then takes Remus’ hand and they wander out, back to the tower.  James is still with Lily, so Remus does it with a flick of the wand.  Sirius knows Remus wanted an excuse to be near a bed, so he shucks his robes and pulls back the duvet and waits expectantly.

Remus enters the bed like it’s a chore, but he wastes no time drawing Sirius close, kissing him, running his hands into Sirius’ hair which only he can touch, only he can muss like this.

Sirius turns his head, pressing kisses along Remus’ jaw, murmuring small words.  “Love you, so much.  You’re my everything, you know that?”

“Yeah?”

Sirius laughs, then lets his ear rest right over Remus’ heart.  “Some day we’ll be out of here.  And James will support us on his Quidditch celebrity salary and we’ll be kept men.  We’ll nanny all their ridiculously adorable babies and have a little cottage just for us.  In the middle of nowhere.  And Lily will invent things.  And on full moons we’ll have our own forest to run in.  And I’ll buy new records and we’ll dance in the kitchen over breakfast, and take long trips to the sea.”  His voice tapers off as he gets drowsy, lulled by the kisses Remus is pressing to the crown of his head.

“Promise?” Remus asks, his voice barely a whisper, as if he’s afraid to ask for it.

Sirius grins against Remus’ bare chest, and nods.  “Only promise I’ll ever make, Moons.  That we’re going to take care of each other.  And fuck what anyone else thinks.”

Remus closes his eyes, and lets Sirius’ words envelope him.  Because they feel real, those promises, they feel like an armour he can use against the cruel, unfeeling world.  And for just a little while, it’s okay.

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#I don't think I've posted this one here before #I also don't know what to tag this as #peter pettigrew #minerva mcgonagall #ron screwing up in transfiguration #I don't know #I'll never be able to find it again #oh well

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My take on Peters Journey to betrayal

Firstly Peter was just average (well, compared to the rest of the Marauders, he was) 

He wasn’t as stunning as Sirius, confident as James nor intelligent as Remus (you have to admit, this guy thought of the best pranks)

However, he knew that but that didn’t initially bother him, he was amazed that these amazing people(/pranking gods) don’t mind being affiliated with him. 

What Peter was, was observant. He would have realized these certain things (because you can’t expect James to be so observant, Harry’s obliviousness had to have come from somewhere plus Sirius would be too engrossed in himself (and Remus) to look). So he would have been the one to realize that:

Remus was a werewolf - him realizing something was amiss when, Remus came back to school with more scars and the fact that Mrs Lupin looked perfectly healthy for someone that was apparently so sick that their son needs to return home once a month. This would have lead to the animagus project. 

Sirius was abused at home - it would have been small things like the way he flinched ever so slightly when ever the teachers called him Mr Black or how ge growled softly whenever he heard a violin. There was always the quiver he got when ever he miss spelled something or dripped ink on the paper. But Peter noticed, this lead everyone to invite Sirius over for the majority of the holidays so he wouldn’t have to stay at Grimmauld place. hey would have realize at an early stage in their friendship that Sirius was getting abused at home. 

James genuinely loved Evans - Everyone in the castle new very well that James was absolutely infatuated with Lily. However, Peter was the one that new that he was not just infatuated with her. It was the way he talked about, he would light up. He was also incredibly uncomfortable when they talked about sexual activity with anyone other than her he would turn red and quietly exit the conversation. He was also the one that found James sitting quietly in a corner (there was in no way that he was crying, it was just an incredibly dusty) when he thought that he had lost his chances with her. The talked for hours before the other marauders joined in to cheer him up. This would have brought everyone together in operation “Woo Evans”.

 Operation “Woo Evans” failed but James got the girl all on his own. Sirius and Remus also finally got together (because you can’t convince me that wolfstar isn’t canon) so each of his friends were sneaking broom closets in the time where they would usually bond and think up pranks. Peter would occasionally go one dates but there was really no one that would interest him. He was by himself most of the time. This would be the best time for a Slytherin to befriend Peter, show him that he is special, take notice of him, meanwhile slowly drowning him in darkness. 

Of Cause there will be some initial hesitation, with him not trusting Slytherin because they are all evil (as per the beliefs of James and Sirius) But as he realizes that Slytherins are people too, he gets mad at James and Sirius for “brainwashing” him to think a certain way about a whole group of people.The war goes on and the dark side is winning. Slowly, Peter separates from the group and joins the death eaters.

 No one notices, they are all closed up in their own dilemma, that they don’t care that there is something wrong with Peter.

#peter #not really a fic #but I'm putting it on this blog #because I can #and it's worth reading #and really this blog is for sharing things that are worth reading

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So hear me out for a minute—

So imagine. Sirius grew up in a house where he had everything. Anything he could ever want, it was his. New journals, parchment, thousand year old pens? They were his. A broom worth more galleons than most people’s homes? Of course. But at the same time, nothing was truly HIS. Anything he loved was meant as a tool for his pureblood education, as bribes to follow the Black family values. His sweaters were all stuffy and covered in Slytherin crests. His shoes were polished, his books about proper breeding and dark arts. And even as a little boy, Sirius refused to indulge in those things. So his possessions meant nothing to him. And even if they did, his parents made a point to remind him at least once a day: “Everything you have is ours.”

Fast forward to Hogwarts. He’s the one at the station with the most luggage, the heaviest chests and the most money jingling in his pocket. But he can’t wait to drop it all off and never look at anything ever again. In his hurry to get into a train compartment and drop off his bags, he slams himself into a car that’s already occupied with a timid, golden-eyed boy with a worn out book in his hands.

Remus isn’t anything like Sirius. To Remus, every possession has some level of sentimentalism or importance. His jumpers were all knitted by his Gram from Ireland, his shoes were hand-me-downs from his father’s days in ministry work. His books were his mother’s old favorites, the little woven bracelet around his wrist was gifted to him by his favorite cousin Brewyn on his birthday. Everything he has is well-worn and well-loved. And Sirius can’t help but be envious, even if it feels like a foreign concept to him.

Yet Remus is alway willing to share. One day after a cold, rainy Quidditch practice in third year, Remus throws a jumper at a shivering Sirius and says, “Here. It’s my wool. It should keep you warm.” And Sirius pulls it over his head timidly, feeling so out of place with the worn-down sleeves pulled over his hands and the collar fraying. He smiles at Remus timidly, but as soon as Remus isn’t looking, he pulls his sleeve up to his nose and draws in a breath of hay and grass, the smells of Remus’ home.

And after so many years of bouncing around each other, the boys finally pull their heads out of their asses and start dating. Now, Sirius can’t help it. He’s always stealing Remus’ jumpers, his blankets, his socks (“I have chilly feet, Moonshine!” “So pulling them off of mine suddenly rectifies this problem?”) Remus pretends not to notice, but he knows that Sirius is entranced by the idea of someone having possessions without a catch. Without a motive. Remus even tries to explain this to Sirius, but he just doesn’t get it. Or, so Remus thinks.

But Sirius understands completely. He’s never had anything he viewed as his before… Not until now. Now, he’s got all that he wants. Not the jumpers, the socks… Those are simply a factor of having his one single possession. No, he has REMUS. And he’s just so damn protective, because now he finally has something that he’s worried about other people taking. And he’ll guard it as best he can.

Remus pretends not to notice when his whole neck is dotted in hickeys. He pretends not to see how Sirius is wearing both his jumper, his sneakers, and his gloves to breakfast one morning. He tries not to smile with Sirius grabs at his arms when they hug after being gone for a just few hours, Sirius mumbling “Mine mine mine” into Remus’ shoulder. And he tries not to cry when Sirius sobs into his bed sheets after a particularly hard full, begging whatever damn deity that put him in this terrible world to not take the one single miracle that he’s been gifted in his existence.

If he notices that he’s the one thing Sirius is afraid of losing, he doesn’t say anything.

#wolfstar #headcanon

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Clarrise/Silena Fic Recs

Death Is the Road To Awe

Summary: The first time you meet Silena, you shove her head into the toilet. You laugh at her as she struggles and you don’t even have your brothers with you this time, no need for backup. She’s just another silly Aphrodite girl. When you finally let her up, she’s bright red and heaving for breath, a wet lock of dark hair hanging loose against her forehead. The first thing she does is clock you in the face, teeth bared in an ugly snarl. It’s a good punch, so you grin at her and punch back.

In Love and War 

Summary: Clarisse isn’t sure how her life got this complicated, and she’s not sure she likes it, but with war on the way, she’ll take what happiness she can get.

Set just after “The Bronze Dragon,” between BOTL and TLO

Hunger on Her Lips 

Summary: Silena comes to convince Clarisse to return with her, but it ends as she imagines it would. Takes place during The Last Olympian.

Meraki

Summary:  In which there is love, and war, and they’re more alike than Ares and Aphrodite might like to think.  Also in which there is rain, and a lake, and naked women.

She Does

Summary: She says ‘I don’t want this’ but she does, she does, she does.

Tiny Heart

Summary: When Silena first told her about Charlie, Clarisse thought, Oh.

Vocabulary 

Summary: How do you not know what primal means? 

Shameless Self-recs

Her Armor 

Summary: No one can escape their destiny. Fate is written. History rewrites itself, and no man can escape it. Neither can a woman.

Or, that one where I fuse Percy Jackson and the Song of Achilles and everything is just as tragic.

A Fair By Any Other Name

Summary: In which Clarisse and Silena go to a Renaissance Fair.

Friday Night Lights

Summary: Clarisse is a wide receiver and Silena is her gorgeous, wonderful cheerleader girlfriend. 

Her Knight

Summary:Silena thinks that there are some perks to being queen. Most of them involve her first knight, Clarisse.

She Tasted Sweeter 

Summary: They didn’t talk about it. They never acknowledged that it happened after the fact and they never spoke of it again. Sometimes, Clarisse wished that they had.

#other fic recs #pjo #clarisse/silena #femslash

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas Characters: Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas Summary:

seamus and dean throughout the years

“This is the night, Dean,” he shouts into Dean’s ear along with song and Dean sings it back, face open and happy. They turn in circles and step on each other’s feet and they never let go of the grip they have on each other, be it a hand on a waist or a shoulder or hand-in-hand. Seamus throws his head back and laughs when Dean mimes along to the song, hand clutching his chest in exaggerated emotion.

#deamus #won't you take my hand #I have nothing specific to say about this fic #except that it is absolutely brilliant in all possible ways #I love it #read it