#❛ INBOX ... › did you like question ten‚ moony?
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for real this time regulus sits beside his brother, slumps sideways into him, slips his arms around his ribs and. holds him. and does not say a word.
sirius accepts the hug, a little hesitant at first because even though appearances tell him that his brother is trying to embrace him, he's expecting the big gotcha! moment when his heart shatters, all because he let himself believe that that it could be genuine. but that moment doesn't come and instead, he finds that he just has his beloved brother's weight pressing on his side and his arms around him. at once he feels ten again and they are as inseparable as they come. everything is right and easy and sirius has never felt stronger and more powerful than when he could be regulus's big protective brother. before he even realises, his arms instinctively wrap around reg and squeeze him tight to sirius's chest :(
#proditeur#ik you're only sending this because you're jealous that other people are hugging sirius but it's ok :(#sirius reserves the best hugs for his bb bro :(#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?
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new tags !
❛ PINNED
❛ MAINS CALL
❛ PLOTTING CALL
❛ STARTER CALL
❛ OOC ... › finally the flesh reflects the madness within
❛ SELF PROMO ... › three: his name’s remus Iupin
❛ PROMO ... › mr. moony presents his compliments
❛ WRITINGS ... › give five signs that identify the werewolf
❛ HEADCANON ... › he’s sitting on my chair
❛ RAMBLINGS ... › he’s sitting on my chair
❛ WISHES ... › you can exist without your soul
❛ APPEARANCE ... › rather pale and peaky
❛ ART ... › rather pale and peaky
❛ STUDY ... › the quality of one's convictions that determines success
❛ CRACK ... › loony‚ loopy lupin
❛ AESTHETIC ... › furry little problem
❛ SHIP STUDY ... › somebody young and whole
❛ DASHBOARD ... › our pain becomes their power
❛ PROMPTS ... › this time tomorrow‚ the owls will start arriving
❛ INBOX ... › did you like question ten‚ moony?
❛ KEEPSAKES ... › there are worse things to lose than control
❛ SHITPOSTERY ... › loony‚ loopy lupin
❛ EDITS ... › if i’m proud of anything i’ve done this year
#❛ OOC ... › finally the flesh reflects the madness within#❛ SELF PROMO ... › three: his name’s remus Iupin#❛ PROMO ... › mr. moony presents his compliments#❛ WRITINGS ... › give five signs that identify the werewolf#❛ HEADCANON ... › he’s sitting on my chair#❛ RAMBLINGS ... › he’s sitting on my chair#❛ WISHES ... › you can exist without your soul#❛ APPEARANCE ... › rather pale and peaky#❛ ART ... › rather pale and peaky#❛ STUDY ... › the quality of one's convictions that determines success#❛ CRACK ... › loony‚ loopy lupin#❛ AESTHETIC ... › furry little problem#❛ SHIP STUDY ... › somebody young and whole#❛ DASHBOARD ... › our pain becomes their power#❛ PROMPTS ... › this time tomorrow‚ the owls will start arriving#❛ INBOX ... › did you like question ten‚ moony?#❛ KEEPSAKES ... › there are worse things to lose than control#❛ SHITPOSTERY ... › loony‚ loopy lupin#❛ EDITS ... › if i’m proud of anything i’ve done this year
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❛ pinned
❛ mains call
❛ plotting call
❛ starter call
❛ ooc › the ones who love us never really leave us
❛ self promo › she’s a nasty piece of work though
❛ promo › the risk would’ve been what made it fun
❛ writings › we’ve all got both light and dark inside us
❛ headcanon › there are things worth dying for
❛ ramblings › there are things worth dying for
❛ desires › what’s life without a little risk?
❛ edits › such men are not usually content to sit at home in hiding
❛ appearance › a sort of casual elegance
❛ art › a sort of casual elegance
❛ study › what matters is the part we choose to act on
❛ sirius crack › are you siriusly joking?
❛ aesthetic › maybe i’ll break the tradition
❛ ship study › though he didn't seem to have noticed
❛ dashboard › when all this is over‚ we’ll be a proper family
❛ prompts › since when did someone have to be in the order to ask questions?
❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?
❛ keepsakes › we are part of you
❛ shitpostery › mr. padfoot would like to register his astonishment
❛ queue › times like that bring out the best in some people
❛ relations › harry j. potter
❛ relations › james potter
❛ relations › remus j. lupin
❛ relations › peter pettigrew
❛ relations › lily j. evans
❛ relations › regulus a. black
❛ the marauders › we solemnly swear that we are up to no good
❛ toujours pur › the most noble and ancient house
❛ worlds › enjent. voorhent. almhent.
❛ worlds › toujours pur (pre hogwarts)
❛ worlds › where dwell the brave at heart (hogwarts)
❛ worlds › first war
❛ worlds › modern
❛ betraeyer › i'll stay here with you until this dream is gone
❛ braveswine › don’t want to know the other side of a world without you
❛ wulfmade › under the moon and in the dark nothing counts
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Renegades Ch 2: My Way
The elevator descended a few floors until it hit B5 and the doors slid open to reveal a room completely different from the one before. The space was wide open, taking up space equivalent to an aircraft hangar. In the center there was a wide platform with steps leading up to it. Buster avoided stepping into it but gestured to it as the motley group walked past. It felt vaguely like they were tourists touring a museum.
Buster led them into one of the closed off areas and suddenly they were in an observation box, staring at a dark room. Buster snapped his fingers and the lights came on to reveal that the room was littered with high tech laser beams that washed over the space.
"This is the Combat simulator where the computer generates holographic opponents for you to battle. There are ten levels of difficulty but until you're fully trained you will only have access to level 5 at the highest." He smiled plesantly and pressed a few buttons on a control panel, prompting the computer to form a holographic form that dashed around the compound, leaping and spinning off of walls and boxes of various sizes that rose up from the floor.
"The course is dynamic and the environment around you will change as you fight, much like in the real world. Isn't it fantastic?" He asked excitedly and turned around to take in their expressions. Rosita was looking at the machine in wonder and her fingers twitched slightly at her side as if they ached to take apart the technical marvel. Buster made a note to lock the main control room on their way out as a precaution. Gunter looked intrigued but not particularly impressed which put a dent in Buster's pride for a second. Until he saw the look on Johnny's face. The handsome young man had a huge grin on his face as his brown eyes followed every movement of the computer simulation as if trying to memorize is pattern. Buster smirked to himself, the young man wouldn't find one, there was no pattern. Finally, Ash was staring down at her nails, still chewing that infernal piece of gum, looking thoroughly bored. Just as Buster was about to look away he caught a glimpse of something in her eye, an unreadable emotion that set him slightly on edge. It would be a challenge to find out what was going on inside this girl's head.
Deciding that they had seen enough, Buster shut down the program and led them throughout the rest of the compound. He showed them the obstacle course, another unique marvel that he promised would change every day into a new challenge, and the exercise room which was equipped with weights and machines of every type. He was talking about the holographic satellite map that displayed their locations at any time during the mission and provided in depth access to the most advanced satellite imaging in the world when Miss Crawly appeared out of nowhere at his elbow.
"We're ready for testing sir." She said, nearly scaring Buster straight out of his suit he was so startled. He spun around, placing a hand on his chest as if trying to stop his heart from leaping out of his chest.
"Miss Crawly! I told you not to scare me like that." He scolded her and the old woman had the decency to look sheepish even though her one good eye glinted with amusement.
"Ah. Yes. Sorry sir." She said and gently took the personnel folders from him, fumbling slightly before she regained her grip and held them to her chest.
"Um... I'm sorry what testing?" Rosita piped up nervously, her yellow handbag still clutched in a death grip at her side. Buster nodded to Miss Crawly who wandered off towards the command booth as Buster wordlessly led them to the exercise room.
"I know you've all been tested by he agency but I have my own program. We will be running diagnostics on your skills and physical forms in order to determine your level of readiness on my scale." His smirk widened and for the first time the friendliness that seemed to emanate from him seemed less than apparent.
"What are you talking about Moony?" Ash spat out the derisive nickname with a scowl. Her arms were firmly crossed over her chest once more and her scowl was dark with anger. Everyone else seemed just as confused and frustrated and Buster found himself on the other end of their questioning glares.
"I'm talking about tests Ash. Lots of tests. We'll be running them today. All day." With that he snapped his fingers once more and Miss Crawly appeared with tech pads assigned to each agent, "Let's begin shall we?"
They were all ushered to various areas of the compound and faceless techs walked them through various tests including running on a treadmill while vitals were monitored, strength diagnostics, psych evaluations, and various technical tasks common to their specialty. Ash was tasked with assembling a bomb out of random materials and then disarming a complicated explosive all withing fifteen minutes. Rosita was given a similar task down in the garage where she was tasked with assembling various gadgets and then finding and fixing a problem in one of the many vehicles at their disposal. Gunter was led to a large area off of the side of the garage where he was tasked with driving various vehicles through an obstacle course. Johnny was being given a combat exam where he was tested in his knowledge and application of various forms of martial arts. After all of their individual testing was complete Buster brought them to the firing range area of the practice gym and they were all tested in their ability to handle firearms.
Once they were completed Buster moved the exhausted agents to the center platform where they all but collapsed onto the mat. Buster grinned when he saw their state of exhaustion, satisfied that his tests had been sufficient in actually testing their skills both mentally and physically. He held out his hand and Miss Crawly handed him the first tech pad in her stack. He scrolled through the results and then looked up at Gunter who was panting and yet still smiling hugely. He seemed to be enjoying every test, even his own exhaustion.
"Gunter. You excelled on the track with smaller vehicles but I want you to continue to practice with the larger vehicles. you need to be equally proficient with them. For your position on this team that will be essential." Gunter nodded happily and then laid back on the mat to relax. Next to him Rosita was shifting uncomfortably in the tight jumpsuit that everyone had been given for the tests, mumbling about the obscene amount of skin that was being shown. Buster chuckled and traded pads with Miss Crawly so that he was holding hers.
"Rosita. Your strength tests were... eye-opening to say the least. Your devices are unique, to say the least, but I want you to further familiarize yourself with the vehicles that we use. I doubt that will be a problem." He grinned at the blushing blonde who just nodded happily and did a little celebratory dance. Buster chuckled and moved on to Johnny who was sprawled on the mat, covered in sweat and panting.
"Johnny. May I call you Johnny?" He didn't wait for a reply before hurrying on with his comments, "Your strength and martial arts skills are stellar but I want to see more development with your spontaneity in combining these techniques. I don't want you to be too predictable. Miss Crawly will give you lessons until she is satisfied. I trust her judgement implicitly." He moved onto to Ash as Johnny stared at the fragile looking woman that had been assigned to teach him mixed martial arts. She just gave him a lopsided smile and handed Buster the final pad.
"Ash." He glared at her over the pad and she returned the look, waiting for the inevitable complaints that every other supervisor had spewed out after her testing, "Your demolition expertise and marksmanship are off the charts. I am impressed. However, your refusal to engage in the psychological testing does prove a problem." Suddenly his glare melted into the sunny grin that was starting to become familiar, "We'll get there eventually."
Ash just stared up at him in shock as the compliments hit her like a truck. She wasn't used to being complimented by her superiors, rather she had braced herself for a verbal dressing-down just like every other agent she had served under. The shock was quickly replaced by suspicion as she examined the happy little man. She didn't know what his game was yet, but she would be damned if she wasn't going to find out.
"Well everyone that was a very informative first day if I do say so myself." Buster bounced on his toes cheerily and patted the pads happily. "Your results are so encouraging that I have decided that tomorrow we will run our very first test mission. I expect you all to be here at 6 am sharp to prepare. Until them you're dismissed."
They all groaned as they rose from the mat and headed towards the elevator. Buster watched them until they had disappeared into the elevator. His smile faded and he hurried towards the command room where Miss Crawly was waiting, a worried look on her face.
"I have Judith from the Director's office on line one. She wants to speak with you about the mission and the team." She announced as soon as he bustled in through the doors. Buster shed his suit jacket and glared at the phone that sat innocently at his command station.
"Tell that woman I'll have to call her back. I don't have time to listen to her prattle on about our budget and our timeline. I know. I know we don't have much time. I know they're not ready. I know I know I know." He ranted as he slumped in his chair and glanced hopefully at his email inbox. It was devoid of any new messages and the little bit of hope that had held fast in his chest since he sent out the email, died. She wasn't going to come in voluntarily. He should have known.
He glanced at the three techs that were desperately jumping in between computers in the tech room. They were capable and intelligent but they were disorganized and needed a leader, but his expert wasn't cooperating. Time to bring in the big guns.
He grabbed the phone on his desk and took a deep, bracing breath before dialing a number that he dreaded to call. Calling her only ever meant trouble. The phone rang twice before she picked up, her tone tense and stern.
"What?" She snapped and Buster winced when he heard the anger in her voice. This was not going to be an easy sell.
"Nana!" He said, his voice dripping with false cheer, "It's so good to hear your voice darling. How are you?"
"Moon. How many times have I told you not to call this number. Go through my secretary." She hissed out and Buster's smile became more strained as he attempted to keep his cool. The woman was impossible but she was essential to his mission and his personnel problem.
"I know Nana. I know. But this is important. I need a little help." He winced when her harsh laugh echoed over the line and sent chills down his spine.
"What on this planet would make you think that I would willingly help you with anything." She asked but Buster knew that it wasn't a question. He knew that this phone call was going downhill fast. If he didn't grab her attention he might lose her completely.
"It's about Agent Jones." He said plainly and the other end of the line went silent for a second before Nana spoke once more.
"We had better be talking about Agent Jones in Accounting." She hissed out and Buster's stomach dropped to his shoes.
"No ma'am. Agent Jones from project Kindergarten." There was a barely audible growl from the other end of the line and then the clacking of a few buttons. Buster waited patiently, his foot bouncing slightly.
"You idiot. You can't speak about that project on this line." She finally replied, her tone laced with venom but Buster could detect a hint of fear in her voice.
"I don't want to talk about the project Nana. Just the agent. I want her for Operation S.I.N.G. but she is... resistant." here was another long silence and for a minute Buster thought that she might have hung up on him.
"I'll put in a transfer, she'll be there in a day. But I better not hear another word about any of this. Any of this. Am I understood?" She finally spoke, her voice still strained but significantly less threatening. Buster nodded to himself but realized that she couldn't see his nod over the phone.
"Yes Ma'am." With that she hung up and Buster was left staring at the papers on his desk. They were in disarray, spread about in a manner that only he could decipher. He ran a tired hand through his gray hair and let out a long sigh. He heard Miss Crawly walk over and set a cup of coffee on his desk. To his surprise it was full and prepared just how he liked it.
"Sir...?" Se asked tentatively and Buster looked over his cup at her with a raised eyebrow, "Are you sure it's a good idea to bring Agent Jones into this?"
Buster sighed, took a sip of his coffee and let out what felt like his millionth sigh of the day, "I don't know Miss Crawly, but we're out of options."
#sing the movie#Renegades#sing meena#sing buster#sing johnny#sing ash#sing gunter#sing rosita#johnny x meena#secret agent au
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UM HOT ALERT ??? LIKE U ARE ON 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
I'M ONLY ON 🔥🔥🔥🔥 FOR STANDING SO CLOSE TO YOU MISS IDA
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👫 (do your thang)
send a 👫 and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship
↪ my sirius absolutely worshipped his mother from the moment that he was old enough to formulate a coherent thought in his head up until he became disillusioned with her beliefs and core values. he would've done anything for her, constantly wanted to make her proud and to achieve that he would've moved mountains for her. i think a significant part of why he is such a brilliant student and an overachiever is because deep down he is still striving to be the kind of person his mother would be proud to call his son.
↪ sirius inherited his mother's temperament down to the bare bones of it which is why they eventually clash and because they are so similar in that regard, he knows exactly which buttons to push and which lines are safe to cross.
↪ my sirius isn't someone who exteriorises himself in physical ways. in other words, he is explosive and abrasive but that does not manifest in physical outbursts like resorting to magic or pacing around and smashing things. his best weapon is his cruelty and psychological warfare so when he is hurt, he tends to lash out verbally in order to hurt her back. i think he's said some incredibly mean things to her but even if he regretted some of them, he never apologised.
↪ on a lighter note, one of his love languages is gift giving. as a boy, he'd bring her a pretty flower he saw outside that made him think of his mum. as a teen he might upgrade to jewellery and he may or may not have composed a little piano piece for her at some point just because he could and he thought she might like something more personal !!
#mctherdearest#cries in momma's boy#❛ headcanon › there are things worth dying for#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?
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bonks him on the head
you spritz spider webs out of your wrists and your go-to move is the head bonk ?
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🍒 + betraeyer >:)
send me 🍒 + a url and i will write some positivity for them.
i have infinite respect for @betraeyer. as a writer and as a friend and as a human being with whom i get along frustratingly well. my favourite thing about sage, and this is probably the most important thing that i want to stress, is that they are so chill about literally everything. of course stuff gets to them, hurtful things especially, but that's because they are so respectful and understanding of people that when people do act like dicks it's just unfair lksjdfhg but other than that, sage is incredibly supportive, they will not care if you're a duplicate or if you do things differently. sage will mind their business and will co-exist peacefully with absolutely zero drama.
i also love their willingness to try new things and brainstorm ideas, come up with new aus, explore different facets of a character that haven't been explored before, they have a tendency of making new blogs every now and then that they never write on <3333 but that is just a testament to their boundless imagination and creativity. they are, at all times, bursting with ideas and thoughts which i find very inspiring tbh i wish that were me lkjdfhg
we also have the stupidest inside jokes ever. i could say nnnYYYYYEAAAAAH to sage and they'll immediately know. i just think that friendship is found in the really dumb meaningless inside jokes <3
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sirius + ly
ship it or skip it
do you mean....... siriusly??
#neverafters#HELP LSKJDFGH#you know what#would i be able to pull sirius? no#would i try? also no it's a lost cause#BUT !!!#i do think i'd be able to irritate him and that's a win imo???#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?
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sirius/not being his own cousin
ship it or skip it
SHIP IT !!!!!!! GOD TIER OTP LEVEL
#puthers#kita this is so sexc of you omg#someone give me this ship i'm obsessed#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?
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listen. u spoke it into existence. .... sirius/dementors
ship it or skip it
i have to say, i'm truly disappointed kita. not because you sent in a silly thing, no no !! i just thought you could be more original than this :/
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could u be less sexy. it's really hard for me to concentrate when you're over there being so sexy
oh good !! now you know what it's like for me 😌
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Remus and Sirius sh ip or diP
send "ship or dip + a ship" for mun to tell you if they ship it or not!
it depends !! i'm not even going to humour the fanon interpretation of them, it simply does not exist for me <3 the only valid ship that makes sense to me is the one i've personally developed in my mind for the past decade or so with headcanons that make sense to me and work for me. i don't try to excuse anyone's actions and i like to think about the consequences of their actions and how those affect their dynamic as friends and possibly as more than that !! as for when i'm writing it, i need to really trust my writing partner and be able to communicate openly and honestly with them about what works and what doesn't.
#exiiiled#you might wanna check out this lil blog i'm affiliated with#wulfmade?#i think we have a lot of chemistry <3#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?
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it's ok swoleus black isn't real, it can't hurt you
but what if one day i wake up and experience sleep paralysis and i find him standing in the corner of my room and he tells me he needs tutoring because his grades are really bad or that he lost his favourite leather jacket and then invites me to hop on his motorcycle and we ride out into the night sky, his long luscious hair flowing past his shoulders like a horse's mane?
#and then i tell him to put it up in a bun#what then g#❛ ooc › the ones who love us never really leave us#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?#proditeur
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but if i admit i'm in love with you, you'll break my heart :c
so you are in love with me 🥺 otherwise you wouldn't be worried about your heart 🥺
#dearestdeaths#i promise to keep it safe#in a little box#maybe a music box tbf !! on my desk <3333 is gonna be cute#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?
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🍒 MEEEEEEE 💥🥰
send me 🍒 + a url and i will write some positivity for them.
every time i see a notification from you, i grab my holy water gun and aim it at my screen lest it combusts into flames upon opening the chat with you.
no but in all seriousness, i'm so glad that i met you. i knew about your blog way before we actually started talking and i thought, "this is someone i can see myself being friends with and having a lot of fun not just plotting and writing but simply talking" and somehow that turned out to be true !!
i feel like i can talk about everything and anything with you because we are of the same mind and i know that you'll be supportive and understanding. i could hit you with any ideas that i have and you would instantly join in and make it fun and new and fresh every time. lbr we mostly talk about your sirius so i'll focus on him because i really want to say this but he is such a powerhouse that it's impossible not to love him. the way that you write him, he feels so alive and like a perpetual source of good energy and vibes and i think you do something that i still struggle with sometimes which is you make sirius sound SMART. and i don't mean just intelligent. he does sound clever and well-read but on top of that the way that class and poise just ooze out of him so effortlessly is just MUAH *chef's kiss* i love how you are able to do that and then seamlessly implement it into pretty much everything he does. he constantly keeps me and my muses on our toes and i feel like i could never get bored of our plotting and development because every single thing that we do is uncharted territory that you're not afraid to take us into and explore.
you love him so much and although, like i said, we only talk about him, i just know that you put just as much love and passion and effort into your other muses.
#fledrmaus#❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony?#i luh u bitch#also you're so funny like fr#you crack me up like dstg sirius did voldie's jaw#OH THAT'S ANOTHER THING#i can just lksjdfgh brainrot about my favourite fics with you#i love that
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