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cndarts · 1 year

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family <3

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billsbae · 6 months

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harry might look like james with lily's eyes but the took his attitude and character from either his papa regulus, uncle barty and uncle moony (he's the reason mcgonagall wanted to retire)

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riahlynn101 · 7 months

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"Pancake Date."

With all the angst, I needed a little bit of a breather. So, here's a fluffy one-shot with pre-established Schmelly (Mike x Vanessa).

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“It’s your birthday?” Vanessa asks, frowning. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

They sit across from one another at the tiny table in the security office. It had been a quiet night so far - the animatronics keeping to the main lobby and the stage. So, the threat of death-on a one to ten scale (with one being they are under no threat of death, and ten being, if they sneeze, they die)-is currently about a five, maybe six.

Mike crosses his arms, half-asleep. Or at the very least, he looks half-asleep. The dark bags under his eyes only ever seem to get darker as time goes on. It never ceases to amaze Vanessa how he can fall asleep at the drop of a hat. The fact that she (continually) warns him about this place doesn’t seem to bother his sleeping habits.

“Because it’s not important.” He shifts in the office chair. “Besides, it’s two in the morning. What can I possibly do in the morning?”

“Dunno….oh!” Vanessa's face lights up. “I can sing you the Fazbear birthday song.”

Mike shrinks down. “Please, god, no.” Quickly he adds, “though, I’m sure you have a great singing voice.”

“Oh, come on, don’t you want to hear the famous Fazbear birthday song?”

Mike sends her an annoyed look (though, knowing him, maybe that’s just his natural resting face).

“Hm….can I at least take you out for breakfast?”

He frowns. “I have to be home by 8:30. I promised Max I would be home by then, and she already thinks I’m unreliable.”

It breaks Vanessa’s heart that-no matter how hard he tries-in the eyes of Mike’s (very limited) support system, his efforts will never be good enough. It shouldn’t be all on his shoulders, but it is. And she knows, without a doubt, Mike will do whatever he has to, to keep his little sister from being taken away.

“She could come with us,” Vanessa offers. Over the time she’s known Mike (which, to be fair, hasn’t been very long) Abby has become something like a little sister to her. So, it feels less like she’s ‘tagging along’ and more like a ‘no-duh’ decision.

“I can’t afford to go out right now. Money is really tight.” He looks almost….sad? Regretful? But probably not for himself. Mike is someone that has long since given up on caring. Caring for himself, but not caring for his sister. A realization sets in. He’s sad, because he knows Abby would enjoy going out to eat, and he can’t give that to her.

Vanessa gives him a gentle smile. Without thinking, she says, “I’ll pay for both of you. Think of it as a birthday present.”

Mike chews his bottom lip, considering her words. “Okay,” he says, after a solid minute of thinking.

“Great,” she says, a pleased smile forming on her face. “I know just the place.”

-x-x-x-

After swinging over to his house to pick-up Abby, Mike meets her at the restaurant. A little diner smooshed between a used bookstore and a tire repair shop. The sign is faded with age and the windows are covered in dust. Vanessa’s almost impressed it’s still open.

They find a seat in a booth towards the back of the diner. Abby sits near the window, and Mike slides in next to her. Vanessa sits across from them, a little jittery from the copious amounts of coffee she drank last night.

“My mom used to bring me and my brother here all the time. They have the best pancakes.” She can still taste the delight concoctions her and her brother would order into their pancakes. The waitress and cooks must have thought they were insane.

Abby’s eyes light up. “Pancakes?” She asks. “Can I get whip cream and sprinkles?”

“Abby,” Mike starts, “we can’t ask-”

Vanessa interrupts him. “Of course you can. Do you want chocolate milk with it?”

Abby nods, smiling big. “Yes, please.”

Mike mouths, “thank you.”

Again, Vanessa’s heart breaks for the two people across from her. So, she mouths back, “don’t mention it.”

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The food is just as good as she remembers it. Thankfully, for once, childhood nostalgia hadn’t steered her wrong.

“Thank you, Vanessa,” Mike says.

“Yeah, thanks, Vanessa,” Abby tells her, hugging Vanessa. “The food was really good.” She looks back at her brother. “And I think you made my brother happy. He really likes you.”

Mike claps. “O-kay, time to go.”

“I think you guys should get married- hey!”

Mike pulls her to the car. “Kids say the darndest things, don’t they?” He laughs, but there is undeniably panic in his eyes. “Thanks again, I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

Abby waves at her, a mischievous smile on her face.

Vanessa waves back, watching them leave.

An excited, almost giddy feeling wells up in her chest. She walks to her car, the caffeine high she’s been on since eleven last night has started to lessen, but Vanessa hardly notices. Her heart continues to beat fast, and it’s hard to see her face in any of the mirrors at this angle, but she’s confident it’s bright red.

On the way home, all she can think is:

he likes me.

And maybe that’s childish of her, to dwell on that thought. It’s just a stupid crush, but for some reason, she can’t stop thinking about it. Vanessa is a fairly logical person. Outside of ghosts in an abandoned pizzeria, she holds herself to a certain standard of intelligence.

But maybe, for once, it would be okay to have this one little thing. Even if Mike doesn’t actually like her, it wouldn’t hurt to hold that feeling close to her chest. He’ll be gone or dead within the week.

Her heart clenches painfully, at the thought of Mike being dead. The thought of him being beyond her reach, just like her brother, makes Vanessa want to scream at the top of her lungs. She wants him to stay with her, for as long as possible.

Which means, she can’t let him win. Contract or not, Vanessa will save Mike.

Even if it costs Vanessa her life.

#cross posted on ao3 #Mike x Vanessa #Schmelly #fnaf movie #fnaf #abby schmidt #vanessa shelly #mike schmidt #wholesome #birthday fluff #breakfast #no one dies #for once

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steviesbicrisis · 1 year

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How do I explain to irl friends and family that my happy place is Family video in the late 80s, when Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley are trying to survive their shift as Nancy Wheeler and Eddie Munson joined them, respectively, keep them company and annoy the shit out of them, and their life is easy, no one is dead, how do I explain all of this without sounding like a crazy person?

#when fanfics starts with Steve doing his family video shift #and Eddie comes in grinning #and Steve rolls his eyes #immediately relax #it’s like magic #fruity four #steddie #Ronance #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #Robin Buckley #Nancy wheeler #everybody lives #no one dies #peace of mind

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vertigoartgore · 2 months

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Amazing Spider-Man #655 textless interior art by Marcos Martin.

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weirdgirlsparrow · 1 month

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i have to be honest, the very last thing i was expecting from this finale was a happy ending

#WEVE COME SO FAR #BUT JUST THIS ONCE #NO ONE DIES #dndads spoilers #dndads #dungeons and daddies #dndads s2

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duckingwriting · 8 months

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Loafs of Love

So a post came across my dash - This one here, between @blanche-elizabeth-devereaux and @laureliciousdefinition. And this is entirely their fault. I don't do modern AUs...but...if either(both) of you would like feel free to let me know what your name is on AO3 and I'll mark the fic as a gift to you there.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games) Relationship: Arthur Morgan/Charles Smith (Also John/Abigail and Hosea/Dutch mentioned) Characters: Arthur Morgan, Charles Smith, Abigail Roberts Marston, Other Characters Mentioned Additional Tags: modern day AU, just domestic fun, no one dies, Dutch somehow didn't ruin everything

Posted on AO3 for viewing pleasure, but also bellow the cut.

Arthur tapped his foot softly, humming a song that probably didn't actually exist. One that Hosea had sung when he and John were young. One that frequently changed the lyrics. Even little Jack was picking up on the fact that the song did not have the same lyrics when it was sung. And he was barely a year old yet. Not that Hosea accepted anyone telling him so. He would point out that Dutch agreed with him, the song was whatever he had sung at the time. It became a joke between him and John. The pencil eraser found its way to his lower lip as Arthur frowned down at the rough sketch on his book. It still was not quite what he wanted. But he could not figure out what was wrong with it. Deciding to put it off for another time Arthur turned his attention to the couch on the other side of the room, where the sun was barely touching. His lips curled, he grabbed his sketch book, spun in his chair so his back was to the desk and began sketching again.

Charles was snoring softly, a novel opened on his chest, Arthur doubted it was on the page he had been reading judging by the way it had fallen. Charles mouth slightly open and a small wet spot forming on the arm of the couch, one arm across his chest, the other dangling down with his fingers lightly touching one of their dogs. The other was stretched out on the sunny patch. Arthur bit his lip and flipped a page to sketch another picture, focusing in on the hand touching the dog instead of Charles' face.

Then Charles' phone rang and he jerked awake with a snort. Arthur turned his chair back around as he listened to his lover's sleepy voice while answering the phone and the grumble of their dog having to move as Charles swung his feet over the side of the couch to sit up straight.

"No, I wasn't doing anything." Charles muffled a yawn while rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He glanced over at Arthur who had stopped humming at some point when he had fallen asleep. Standing up Charles walked over to take a look at the sketch he was working on. He slid his arm around the other man's shoulders and rested his chin on his head while looking down at the growing design for a new painting. Charles chuckled when he recognized the wedding ring on the sketch finger over a hastily sketched dog knowing it matched the one on his own finger. Unconsciously Charles rubbed his thumb against the smooth band with a slow smile pulling the corners of his mouth up. After finishing the conversation with his father, Charles moved his hand from Arthur's shoulder and tipped his head up so they were looking at each other and gently pressed a kiss against his husband's lips.

Arthur smiled into the kiss with a warm hum, dropping his pencil to the sketch pad on the desk and reached up to loop his hand around the back of Charles' neck and pull him a bit closer. Charles braced his hand on the desk, careful not to disturb the careful organized chaos that was there while slowly deepening the kiss, moving his hand into Arthur's hair. Charles carefully pulled Arthur and his chair away from the desk, sliding his hands to Arthur's sides after turning the chair to face him, and then pulling Arthur to his feet and slowly making his way back to the couch. Arthur arched his neck back after Charles laid him down on the couch, moving his hands to Charles' shirt and beginning to open the buttons while the other man's mouth moved down to his neck. Charles was slowly pushing Arthur's shirt up.

"Mom and dad are going to be here tomorrow." Charles warned, moving his mouth over the bunched shirt to press his mouth against the other man's navel.

"WHAT?!" Arthur sat up forcing Charles to rock back on his heels or risk being toppled over off the couch. Arthur glared at his husband, straightening his clothing while pushing his husband back. "You couldn't have warned me weeks ago?"

"I didn't know weeks ago." Charles sighed and sat on the couch with a sigh. He knew he should have waited to tell his husband until later. But if they had continued instead of giving Arthur time to bake the goodie basket that he knew he would want to make for his parents, then Charles knew he would be in trouble. Possibly even left sleeping on the couch.

"You're going to the store." Arthur pointed at his husband before walking towards the door. Charles sighed but stood up, listening to the sound of dog nails clicking against the wooden floor as both dogs followed with huffing grumbling sounds. Charles was going to open his mouth and ask if it was really necessary, couldn't Arthur just make chocolate chip cookies? His parents would understand after all, it is a surprise visit. But Arthur must be reading his mind because after scribbling a list out on a note pad he pushed it against Charles' chest with a glare. Charles sighed again but took the note before leaning in and stealing a kiss.

"Alright. But I want banana pudding too."

"Then add bananas and vanilla pudding to the list!" Arthur called as Charles walked out the door, letting the dogs run out into their yard.

Charles was pushing his cart around a corner, staring at the list in his hand to confirm that he had everything, when something ran into his legs. Jerking slightly Charles turned his head and looked down to see a smiling boy with a missing tooth.

"Jack," Charles grinned down at the boy, looking up as Abigail came walking towards them. "Abigail."

"Hello Charles." She grinned looking at the supplies in his cart and grinning more. "Arthur watching a new baking show?"

"Parents surprise visit tomorrow." Charles sighed. The woman laughed at his expense.

"Well maybe I'll have to tell John and we can drop in for a surprise visit to his brother and get some goodies too." Abigail winked at him.

"Didn't Hosea teach him to cook too?" Charles grinned.

"If you want to let him burn down your house that's your business." Abigail laughed bumping her hip against him before gathering Jack, reminding him to tell his uncle bye and maybe they would be able to convince daddy to let them go see both Jack's uncles tomorrow.

Charles made a mental note to warn Arthur as soon as he got home. He knew Abigail would tell John to text his brother, but assuming John remembered and didn't get distracted by something else, Arthur rarely remembered to check his phone. Charles could not even be sure it was charged at any given moment.

Arriving at home, the dogs nearly tripped Charles as he went inside. He placed the bags where Arthur pointed before stepping back and smiling at his husband. There was flour in his hair, some kind of batter smeared across his cheek, and his eyes had that warm sparkle that Charles had fallen in love with. Watching him sketching birds out in a park.

"What?" Arthur smiled when he looked up at Charles, his gaze softening a bit as he tipped his head.

"Just watching." Charles grinned. Arthur rolled his eyes but they both knew he honestly had not expected anything different. He pulled some cinnamon sticks out and started crushing it in a mortar and pestle.

"Feed the animals." Arthur waved a flour covered hand towards the door. Charles laughed but obediently went out to feed their horses and the dogs.

"We should order pizza tomorrow." Charles said walking back into the kitchen to continue watching his husband as he whipped something in bowl. "Abigail and Jack were at the store."

Arthur huffed a laugh. "Probably call Dad and Pops then. Might as well make a thing."

"Alright." Charles pulled his phone out to call Hosea, knowing he would be the one to know if they already had plans or not.

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thegaymaruader · 2 years

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Ok ok hear me out. James and lily get married, they have harry, James comes out to lily that he's pan, lily loves him still cuz she's a queen, 2 months later lily finds James snogging Regulus, lily is heartbroken but secretly she's I love with reg's bsf panadora, lily and James have a divorce , harry is with James some times and with lily some times, Regulus is now a spy for the order and he tells everyone that Pete's the spy (breaks my heart but we r trying to get rid of voldy here). No one dies, harry is happy with his uncles, dads and mums, somehow they killed voldy we won't get into that. The Queers win.

#jegulus raising harry #pandalily raising harry #how was there no tag for that #it is what it is #peter Pettigrew my beloved #the marauders #starchaser #pandalily #everyone is happy #no one dies #no depression for me #ik this is horrible and in a weird order but go with it

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grosslyoversimplifiedpolitics · 2 years

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[ID: no one dies, no one important anyway]

#ao3 #ao3 tags #no one dies #no one important anyway #death mention

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billsbae · 6 months

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we see a lot of harry with wolfstar and luna with rosekiller

i need harry with rosekiller and luna with wolfstar

#harry potter #luna rosier #luna lovegood #fr rosekiller with harry is do iconic #remus and luna <333 #headcanon #headcanons #the marauders #barty crouch jr #harry james potter #evan rosier #remus lupin #sirius black #rosekiller #wolfstar #no one dies #everyone lives au #no voldemort au #voldy doesnt exist

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aces-and-angels · 1 year

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final thoughts on the ilw finale: matthias edition (ch 23 spoilers below) @itlivesproject

First, I would like to applaud everyone on the @itlivesproject team for creating such a wonderful gaming experience ♥ The storyline, visuals, music- all of it would not have been possible (or as freaking amazing) without your tireless efforts. To the kings, queens, and rulers of the ILW crew: please accept these flowers 💐💐💐

my betrayal route:

edit: I know we were told to keep the sound on for the finale, but I think this WHOLE route needs to be played over clown music, anyways back to me trying to empathize w Boo Boo the Clown Rowan (dumb, evil edition)

ILW has variants- this is known. Matthias’ route has variants galore. Why try to change him when you can join him and change the entire narrative instead? I can’t think of any villains from past Choices books that have captivated my attention the way Matthias has. And with the sheer amount of options I could choose from to see how his story would end- I had to explore them all.

As a reader, I was giving his character some major side-eye throughout the series. But taking myself out of the equation, the way he is written makes it perfectly believable that Rowan could fall for his deception. A master manipulator, through and through. Prepare to make a lot of enemies with this route, because no matter what, everyone will hate you with every fiber of their being. Here’s the proof:

*wipes single tear from eye, sniffling* look at all those consequences. As everyone who has ever played ILW would say, PB could nevaahhhh 😗💅

In my main Matthias x Rowan route (where Ro is loyal to Matty to a fault), my attempt at betrayal didn’t give me the two evil lovers sipping cocktails by the pool epilogue that I was anticipating. Instead, my Rowan was dealt a more tragic (albeit karmically hilarious) conclusion that fits this portion of my analysis that I’d written on Grandpa Matty for ch 21:

Matthias’ cruel nature is no secret to MC, regardless of their relationship status with him. Romancing him, however, allows MC to justify it. But that doesn’t stop that bit of doubt from creeping up. What happens when they’re no longer enough? Deep down, they already know the answer. But as of right now, Matthias loves them. Wants them. Ironically, they voice out this hidden fear to Adrian: “It’ll never be enough. No matter how much you get, you’ll always want more.”

If we’re defining a happy ending as getting everything you want, then yes, it is possible for Matthias to have one. In fact, it is guaranteed. MC’s happily-ever-after with him, however, will always come with strings.

Humanity and Matthias do not mix. Period. His flashback scene to when he was still a mortal confirms that he has always been a man that wanted more. More than what the fates allowed. And if that wasn’t convincing enough, Mama Loha comes in and reads him to filth. Rowan’s ties with Matthias are severed the instant they become human. It was a messy divorce lmaoo

Rowan, the failed villain. This ending leaves them the most at odds with themselves, in my opinion.

From this:

To that:

Imagine feeling completely whole for the first time in your life, only to think of yourself as useless seconds later. Every iteration of Rowan grapples with their identity- their connection to the Power, and what that means to them. The tragedy of the blood!matthias route is Ro falling victim to Matthias predatory nature- the same one he used to manipulate Jocelyn, and countless others, to his will. He filled their ears with sweet nothings that they were more than eager to receive. Except, Matthias never accepted Rowan. Not completely, at least.

Matthias (to Rowan): “My darling, how anyone could think you were something so trivial as human is beyond me. You, my dear creature, are something the likes of which the world has never seen. A rose would pale in comparison to your beauty, and a lion would cower against your power. You are beyond extraordinary, and now you are all mine.”

Matthias builds Ro up to be what he wanted, not to what they were meant to/wished to become (in this route): human. Every other LI (unless you utterly fuck them over) will love Ro regardless of their fate. Matthias, on the other hand, proves that his love was always conditional. To the best of my knowledge, the only way you are able to achieve a successful Matthias x MC romance is if Rowan casts aside their humanity completely. Not even staying as they are, a mix between human and the Power, will work. While Matthias doesn’t flat out reject Rowan if they refuse to merge with their other half, it is impossible to be with him as they are. What happens when they’re no longer enough? Turns out, they were never enough to begin with.

There is something especially cathartic of having Ro kill Matthias after he betrays them. Justice for all the lies he’d woven over the years. But even in death, the scars that Matthias left on Rowan remained. Seeing the relief Ro has after regaining their power is sad to witness because it shows just how little they valued themselves. Grandpa Matty really did a number on them: made them think their worth was solely tied to their Power half. The only thing that made them special to him. The only thing that could make Rowan feel special now.

At the very end of the chapter, when Rowan is surrounded by wealth, Power flowing through their veins, they long to go back home. Back to Westchester. Despite having everything they thought they wanted, they yearn for the one thing they can’t have. The thing that they were told didn’t matter- the thing that made them useless. The same thing that, in the end, was all they truly desired. And that friends, is a sad way to send our Rowan off.

but on the other hand girl how could you be THAT blind he MURDERED PEOPLE and wanted to do it AGAIN- always trust Lincoln you dumb hoe

ILW refusing to let Ro stay human in a blood/betrayal route is just screaming: you really think??? you can just go back to being a mortal??? after doing all of that???? How Rowan came to denying their humanity is tragic under the lens of Matthias’ manipulation. But their descent to the dark side- their willingness to go against everyone who has ever really loved them? Yeah, that part earns them a special place in clown school with a big helping of consequences. Alone, wandering the Earth, never truly at peace- a fitting end for a fallen villain

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Quickly touching on the other variants of Matthias’ route:

I am HYPE that we get to win as the villain. If I’m fully committing to Ro’s evil era- I’m playing to win- and I wON BITCHES

Also I guess being an all powerful being makes wearing clothes seem trivial are they really just doing each other raw and walking around in the the nude 24/7????

DOUBLE CROSSING IS EVEN WILDER

I was POSITIVE that if Ro didn’t cross Matthias, he would end up killing them in the epilogue. Esp since they both had the thought of killing each other to achieve their ultimate, final form

This option is just a big middle finger to every relationship Ro has ever had. They really said I choose ✨me, myself, and I ✨

Also killing Matty will forever be so satisfying. The sinister smile they have right before they do it: chills.

There is also the option to play as the villain and lose (Ro and Matty die) but who would wanna put themselves through that??? hahaha.... definitely not coming from someone who decided to read all the BAD endings first

If you made it this far down the post, heyyyy thanks for sticking with me😄 I’m curious on y’alls thoughts on Matthias’ fate in ILW. How’d his story end for you? Feel free to share below/in the tags!

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doomed-era · 1 month

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writing a scene where link is overhearing some yiga clan member talk about their child and im wondering to myself. is this too on the nose.

#guy about to die looking at a picture of his wife and kids energy except #no one dies #glider rambles

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boldlysizzlingvoid · 26 days

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UnderRights AU

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fictionalsimp09 · 27 days

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From the first chapter of my new fic - All Strings Attached.

I will be posting a chapter every Saturday.

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #marauders #sirus black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #wolfstar #alternate universe #no one dies #black brothers #All Strings Attached

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theresthesnitch · 2 years

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The Tangled Webs We Weave

(this started as a discord discussion and then a fic collaboration that never got collaborated and then was abandoned. I just love this too much to trash it.)

Professors Black, Lupin, Potter, Black and Evans and the Tangled mess of their entanglements are fodder for Hogwarts gossip, and Harry just can't get away.

Check the tags for warnings.

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“Did you hear that Professor Black was caught kissing Professor Potter behind the greenhouses?”

“Wait, which Professor Black?”

“Sirius.”

“No, Miranda is the one who found them. It was definitely Regulus that was kissing Professor Potter.”

“I thought Potter was married to Evans?”

“They can’t be married. They don’t have the same last name.”

“Besides, Evans is engaged to Lupin. I saw them walking around the grounds while holding hands.”

“That doesn’t mean they're married, because I have definitely caught Professor Lupin kissing Professor Black, and I don’t think they were just kissing, if you catch my drift.”

“But which Professor Black?”

“Regulus.

“No, he’s definitely with Sirius. I know they’re married.”

“Look, Harry is sitting right there. Let’s just ask him.”

Harry groaned, wondering if it was too late to pull his invisibility cloak out of his bag. He’d come to the library to study, hoping to find a few quiet minutes to focus on his N.E.W.T.s, but the entire school was obsessed with figuring out the inner workings of the Potter-Lupin-Black-Evans clan, and Harry could not escape it.

“Oi, Potter.”

Harry turned around to find Ernie looking at him. “What, Macmillan?”

“Help us sort out which of the professors are together.”

Harry turned back to the book in front of him. “Yes, because discussing the relationship dynamics of my parents is exactly how I want to spend my free time on a Saturday.”

“Okay, but which ones are you parents?”

“Good question.” Harry picked up his quill and began writing–not that he was focused enough to actually write, but he wanted to look busy and began scrawling leave me alone leave me alone leave me alone across his parchment.

“Okay, but Potter has to be his dad, right? They’re practically identical,” Hannah said.

Susan leaned in. “He definitely has Professor Evan’s eyes, though. Have you seen her eyes? So those have to be his parents.”

“I heard that Evans was just a surrogate for Potter and Black, though,” said Justin.

“Which Black?” Zacharias asked again.

Harry groaned. “Do you all have to do this now?”

Ernie turned to Harry again. “Go on, then, Potter. Which is it? Why don’t you tell us?”

Harry closed his book and shoved it and the parchment in his bag. “None of them. I don’t know any of them.”

Harry stalked down the hallway and down the staircase until he reached the professors quarters of Hogwarts. Most students weren’t allowed down here, and Harry tended to avoid it himself, but he knew that trying to escape to the common room would just leave him with more people questioning him about his crazy family.

(Secretly, Harry loved it, but he would never dare mention it to them.)

Harry walked in the door to the common room that joined all of their quarters together. Most professors had separate quarters, and when they’d first moved in, each little family did have their own. But they were in and out of each others quarter so much that Hogwarts just intuitively adapted and built the common room between them. None of them minded the shared space.

“Oi, Prongslet, what are you doing here?” Sirius was sitting on the couch, mushed between James and Remus, while Lily and Regulus sat at the table working through papers in front of them.

“I’m escaping the hordes of Hogwarts and looking for a quiet place to study.” Harry headed back toward his room in the quarters, which he only typically used during the summers.

“What’s going on?” Lily took her reading glasses off as she looked at Harry. “Is everything alright?”

Harry sighed, leaning against the doorway. “Yeah, just the normal stuff. Everyone is obsessed with figuring out how you all–” Harry waved his hand around indistinctly “–work, I guess. Who is with who. Who my parents are. That sort of thing.”

“Go on, then.” James said. “What’s the best theory?”

“Apparently Mom is a surrogate for you and Professor Black.”

“Wait, which one?” Remus asked.

“That,” Harry said, “is up for debate. Possibly both?”

Laughter went around the room. “Alright. I have to study. Please try to keep it down.”

“We’ll try, but you never know. We might break out an in orgy in her.”

“For Merlin’s fucking sake, Sirius.” Regulus tossed a balled up piece of paper at him. “That’s disgusting.”

“We’ll keep it down, Harry.” Lily said, sliding her glasses back on and turning to the papers in front of her. “Let us know if you need any help.”

#the tangled webs we weave #poly marauders #they're all a little bit tangled here #james potter #lily evans #remus lupin #sirius black #regulus black #no incest though #everyone lives #no one dies #who ARE Harry's parents?#snitchwrites #snitch writes crackfic #crackfic

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i-will-always-love-the-jedi · 1 year

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Damn I’m so happy that all of the firebrands are okay and no one died in a exploding space station :D

„We don’t have to go back.“ Elzar whispered, grabbing her hand tighter and pulling both of them closer to their polestar. „Yet.“

„I.. wouldn’t mind staying like this for a second.“ Stellan answered, voice hoarse and trembling arms wrapped around his two friends.

Avar didn’t say anything, but buried her head in his shoulder instead and entangled her fingers with El‘s, shoving the racing thoughts in her head as far away as possible. Soon, there would be time to worry; but right now, in this moment, the Firebrands were one again and the Song of the Force was warm and gentle like it used to be so long ago.

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#fuck backgrounds #also y’all got a short dialogue in this one congrats #fr tho this is exactly what happened in canon #no one dies #yay #stellan gios #elzar mann #avar kriss #the high republic #(I just needed an excuse to draw them hugging)

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