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acciocrzychickfics · 3 years

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Author’s Note: I wrote this a while ago actually and I have been struggling if I should make this public or not. I guess its now or never. The setting is post-war. I don’t know why but I have this feeling that the Order was never really disbanded, it was kind of like a watchdog type organization after the war.

Adjusting his eyes to the dark was never a hard thing for Remus to get the hang of. However, adjusting his ears to the crying of his son took him awhile. He was always the first to wake up to little Teddy’s cries. He chalked this up to his keen sense of hearing. Rolling over in bed, he saw Dora sleeping soundly. She had been through the wringer at work these past few weeks. She needed her sleep and he knew it. He kissed her forehead and went to the small room he had magicked when she was pregnant to let her know that while he was still unsure about if his lycanthropy would be hereditary or not, they would get through this together.

“Are you hungry, little cub?” he asks, picking up the small blue-haired baby who was now smiling up at him as he walks into the kitchen.

At first, he had struggled with these midnight feedings especially if Dora had to do a night shift for the Order or had to an all-nighter at the Ministry. Not understanding how such a small child could eat so much. He finally broke down and apparated to Andy’s in the middle of the night with a wailing Teddy. He had done everything to try and get him to calm down but once he put Teddy in his grandmother’s arms he quieted now.

“You know, you are going to be a charmer when you get into school. Don’t tell your Mum but I charmed a girl or two in my time.” Remus exclaims trying to calm his two-month-old son down while using a warming spell to heat the bottle, chuckling then adding “She wouldn’t let me hear the end of it.”

Teddy gurgles as the bottle is placed on his lips and latches on unsure how he likes this “I know it’s not the same as when Mum does it.”

Sitting down in the rocking chair in the living room, Remus begins to read to his son that his mother would read to him as a small child. “Where we were, little cub? Ah yes, Chapter 3. They did not sing or tell stories that day, even though the weather improved. They began to feel the danger was far away on d either side.”

Until four or five pages later did he notice, that Teddy had fallen back to sleep and the bottle had been drained.

“I never expected to fall in love. I never expected to marry, let alone your mother. I never expected to have children. Never in my life did I ever expect to have an amazing son like you. Teddy Lupin, I. Love. You. One day, I will have to be honest with you about why I left. I regret that immensely and am unsure I ever will forgive myself for that. However, know I missed your mother and you the entire time I was gone. I thought that you both were better off without me in case you did inherit my furry little problem. Just know, no matter what I love you with all my heart and will do my best to provide for you no matter what. I can not guarantee your life will be easy with having a werewolf as a father.”

“I have a feeling Teddy will be very defensive if anyone talks bad about his father” he hears from behind him. Standing up, he sees Dora standing in the doorway of the lounge smiling. “I will also keep anyone in line who talks ill about my mate.”

“You should be in bed” Remus answers concern lacing his face as he holds Teddy in his arms letting the bottle fall from Teddy’s lips.

“You should have woken me up, I would have fed him,” Tonks exclaims in frustration, now holding her breasts. “My boobs hurt.”

“I am sorry” Remus answers quietly going slightly scarlet “I should have realized.”

“ It is only natural and it is nutrients for our son. No need to be embarrassed, Rem” Tonks answers back motioning to her breasts “There is a spell I can use to get the milk out of these. Mind if I hold him?”

Remus transfers Teddy to her arms as he squirms in her arms “It is alright, little cub. Mummy is here.” It was as if hearing her voice calmed him down as he snuggled into her arms.

Kissing Tonk’s head, then Teddy’s whispering “I love you both”, he pulls out his wand to whisper “scourgify” to clean up the mess he made in their kitchen.

“I would have just left it in the morning.” Tonks yawns walking back into their bedroom to put Teddy down in his crib as he changes his hair color to bubblegum pink “Have you noticed he changes his hair color depending on who is holding him?”

Lupin smirks, not realizing that he did indeed change his color to brown when his father was holding him. “Now that you say that when Any was over, he changed his hair color to dark brown.”

“I think that is his way of letting us know that he knows the difference between us,” Tonks replies yawning again.

“Dora, you need to go back to bed.” Lupin reiterates “You are going to be exhausted come tomorrow.”

She sighs trying to come up with an excuse trying to hold her son as much as she can “I just want to hold him. I just want to hold him in my arms and not let him go. I feel like a bad mother because I am working all the time.”

“Dora, come here.” Remus motions towards the bed, picking up his son and placing him in his bassinet next to the bed, “Teddy will be fine for a couple minutes in his crib.”

Glancing at Teddy once and then looking back to his wife, “Darling, you are in no way a bad mother because you work. You are creating a better world for our son. A better future for him to grow up in. A better world for both of us to raise our son in.”

“I just am afraid I will miss him growing up.” Tonks begins to say before Remus puts a finger to her lips.

“He is only two months old, Dora.” Remus responds “Maybe you can talk to Kingsley about creating a hybrid work schedule so that you can be home but also in a time of need, you can be in the office? I am sure both of you will be able to come up with something that will be applicable.”

Tonks bit her lip “I guess, I think I’ll sleep on it”

“I also think you need to sleep. Your hair is turning its natural color again” Remus reiterates calmly putting a strand of her brown hair behind her ear.

Tonks walks out of the fireplace as her mother is feeding Teddy and Remus is cooking lunch.

“Nymphadora, why are you here? It is only one” Andromeda asks as she puts Teddy down in his swing.

“I am home for the rest of the day” Tonks answers smiling the biggest smile she has had in weeks.

“Did you talk to Kingsley?” Lupin asks grabbing some bowls from the cabinet. Walking up to him, she gives him a peck on the cheek.

“I did,” Tonks replies pulling herself up on the kitchen counter swinging her legs. “We agreed that I would be on something called hybrid maternity leave. Since my full maternity leave was up about a month ago, I will be going to work every other day. On the days I am not on the job, he will or another Auror will be updating me.”

Remus hands her a bowl of soup smiling, “That is wonderful, Dora.”

“I have other news about you, my dear” addressing Remus looking back at him. “I heard a rumor, that you will be asked to take back your post at Hogwarts.”

“What? Me?” Remus questions trying not to make his disbelief show on his face.

“Yep, Kingsley was talking to Harry and Minerva when I walked into his office. I can not help that I have learned some skills from a certain werewolf” Tonks answers him as he hugs her forgetting about the soup in her hands.

“I am guessing they do not believe that I know,” Remus asks realizing that she had the soup in her hands

“Oh, I have a feeling that they will notify sooner rather than later” Tonks smiles glancing out the window as an owl flies towards them.

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acrobaticcatfeline · 4 years

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Of Books, Brothers, and Broadway (Creativitwins College AU) Chapter One!!!

Word Count: 1771

TW: So Remus, obviously, swearing, ocean mentions, sea creatures and reptiles, and I think that’s it!

Pairings: None yet. This chapter is just a ton of platonic creativitwins!

Notes: This is three pages that I wrote last night. I’m now at ten pages of this. I don’t know what I was possessed by but I’m not about to complain. Its a college AU, I mention it I think, but Roman is a theatre major and Remus is a marine biology major with a minor in creative writing. I’m excited for you guys to see more of this!

Summary: “Bro!!! Bro I found a giant ass lizard in the yard look at it bro!!!” Roman and Remus Reyes live together. They figured it would be cost effective to do so while in college. Roman deals with Remus’ reptiles and fish tank, Remus deals with Romans singing at 3 in the morning. They’ve had an interesting relationship, and when Remus reminds Roman of a deal they made years ago, hes ready to start crying. Can a couple of kids from Florida make a Broadway musical?

“Bro!!! Bro I found a giant ass lizard in the yard look at it bro!!!”

Roman was done with his brothers bullshit. He doesn't know where he got the bright idea that the two of them should cohabitate in an apartment during college, but as he panickedly climbs onto the kitchen counters to escape him he knows he must've been on some sort of drug. He released a scream as he backed into the corner of the room as his brother held out a lizard that was definitely going to jump and attack him.

“GET IT AWAY!!! ITS SLIMY AND GROSS AND MALICIOUS!!!”

“This little guy malicious? Nah bro, that's a you problem. He's so cuteeee look at his scales they’re almost a holographic!”

That caught Roman's attention. He stopped panicking to actually look at the critter in his brother's hands. Remus was right, he was almost holographic. Roman gave it a weak smile and Remus beamed.

“See? It's not that scary! I'm gonna keep him! He's gonna be named fred!”

Roman chuckled softly as his brother finally left and brought the lizard to his room. He slipped off the counter and followed at a safe distance.

“Don't you think you have enough reptiles? If you keep getting more you'll need more heat lamps and i'm giving you more of the electric bill”

“Ok fair point but hear me out, have you ever seen a collared lizard quite as colorful as this one? I mean he's such a pretty one aint he?”

Roman took more steps forward, relaxing once the lizard was placed in the terrarium. The lizard was quite colorful, and Roman couldn't deny, it was one of the prettiest ones Remus had captured. It immediately scurried around and dived into the water bowl. Roman laughed at it.

“Besides, he was just begging to be brought in! Like really this time! He kept bumping into my feet, he started climbing my pants leg, it was so cute you should've seen it!”

“I'm sure I would have cried.”

Remus chuckled as he moved to the other wall of his room covered in a giant aquarium that Roman was still amazed fit through the doors. Remus grinned at all the fish swimming around, tipping a good portion of fish food into the tank after turning off the filter. He then made his way to his bed and sat on the twin sized mattress covered with octopus blankets. He grinned at his brother and Roman rolled his eyes.

“When are you finally kidnapping an octopus huh?”

“I'm glad you asked! You know my internship right?”

“Of course, the only time you don't talk about the marine institute is when youre talking about your reptiles”

Remus popped up and grabbed Roman's wrist and dragged him to the whiteboard calendar that hung on the outside of his door, pointing excitedly at tomorrow's date while bouncing on his toes.

“Well they just got an octopus buddy in that needs constant care that they don't have the time for! She's real fucked up, she needs meds twice a day, she needs to be hand fed, its a real fucked up case, they were rescued from a seaworld copycat, the poor thing hasn't been healthy since it hatched we think. There's a chance that she won't even be able to be released cuz she's been so dependent on humans for her whole life. But they opened up for applicants, and I was the only one willing to take her in. they're coming and checking my tank tomorrow and if it is good enough, which i'm certain it will be, and then they'll hand her over and i’ll be her caretaker!”

Roman grinned at the excitement his brother had. He ruffled his hair quickly.

“That's cool rem. I'm happy for you. She got a name?”

“Mhmm! Her name is Cephanie! But I've been calling her Cephy. She's so pretty ro, i can't wait for you to meet her! And she's so friendly!”

“You know every day I get less confused at your choice in major. And more confused about your minor”

Remus grinned at Roman and released his wrist, skipping over to their kitchen, relishing in the fact that Roman followed still. He poured himself a cup of coffee and jumped onto the counter with a grin still plastered to his face. He took a sip from his mug, the one with a tentacle handle, and kicked his feet.

“I don't know why! It's totally sensical to have a minor in creative writing ro! It's not like you can expect me to be your playwright if i don't know what i'm doing! Besides, i can write epic lovecraftian horrors that aren't incredibly racist and who doesn't want that?”

Roman blinked. He had to process what Remus had said and he was still confused. His head tilted like a dogs.

“My playwright?”

Remus giggled, it was funny when Remus giggled, it wasn't a sound that you would expect to come out of him. And yet he did it often.

“Did you forget? Aw ro, you can't back out on it now, you asked me when we were still in middle school to write you a book for a musical, and you were gonna write the music and you kept saying you were gonna get it on broadway. I've held up my end of the deal! In fact, I actually have a story started, I think you're gonna love it! Course, i haven't written it all out yet, it's gonna be my final”

“Wait, you remembered that? Rem we were like 10!”

“And now we’re 21, what's your point?”

“We, we can't get on broadway! We’re a couple of idiots from florida! I’m, i'm not a musician, I'm barely even a dancer, what are you talking about? That was a fever dream from a couple of kids, it's not like we can actually do it!”

Remus frowned. He set his mug of coffee down and hopped off of the counter. He crossed his arms over his chest and gave Roman a serious look.

“Do you know when lin manuel miranda wrote his first broadway musical?”

“No i-”

“His sophomore year of college. Who says we can't do the same? Roman you under sell your talents. You're a theatre major, you may not be amazing at any instruments other than your voice but damn bro, your voice is good enough on its own. I've seen you dance, you're one of the best dancers i've ever seen and you're in your fourth year of college. We have potential. I know we can do this if we try, but i can't make it happen alone. I need your help”

Roman looked lost. He wanted, oh so desperately he wanted, to make it happen. It had always been a dream of his to make it to broadway, but he wasn't wrong, they weren't lin manuel miranda, they were some twins from florida, they had no idea what they were doing. And yet. And yet he held out his hand to his brother.

“Ok. ok, we can try this. I can, I can make a score. We can do this”

Remus grinned again and took Roman's hand. He tugged him into the living room. He sat on the couch, pulling out his notebook and flipping to a bookmarked page. Roman sat next to him and looked over at it. There were a few doodles around a plotline that was both gorey and Romantic a la sweeney todd but also quite similar to ella enchanted. Remus grinned at the book and then started explaining.

“Ok so the main character, played by you presumably, is an author”

“Did you just write out your personal fantasy Remus?”

“No, shut up! Ok so he's written several books, like neil gaiman or terry pratchet level several, but those aren't all the stories he's made, he has several stories that have never seen the light of day. He writes his stories in notebooks and journals ordinarily, waiting until they’re fully developed to make them digital. In one of these notebooks there lies a bit of magic. So he writes in this unknowingly, writes of a powerful magician, and as he sleeps it awakes. The magician escapes and brings each of his hundreds of creations to life just the same as him. The characters run amok and the author awakes to see the most beautiful man he's ever met at the foot of his bed. It takes him seeing the magician running through his home to realize that these are his characters. And the man is the protagonist from his most famous novel, one he wrote as a guilty pleasure, writing of a man he had met in his dreams. And he finds that these characters were pulled from different points in their books. The character had been pulled from the early pages, after he had suffered a major trauma and had no clue of the powers he possessed. So now, with his dream man in his living room, in pain from an event he had written, and gifted with emotionally driven powers, he has to fix this mess with the added hurdle of the character creating villains and fiends ready to destroy humanity as a whole with no way to stop. Along the way, some of his characters suffer mortal wounds at the hands of heinous and violent creatures, and all the author has is one magic notebook to fight them off. Romantic plot between the author and dream MC, with angst from the reality of once everything is dealt with, he will have to go back to the book. Thats what ive got so far, what do you think?”

Roman is starry eyed. It's far less violent than Remus’ normal brand of writing, it doesn't inherently include any sea monsters or snake men, and it's something Roman can really appreciate. He loves it, he can already feel the gears turning for songs and dances. Now that he heard the actual story instead of just going on the drawings, he saw far more nutcracker vibes from it.

“Oh, and there's a happy ending or whatever that the author gets to like, marry the other MC, and everyone lives happily ever after. I know you like the cutesy shit”

“Remus this is amazing! I can't believe I hesitated, I already have some ideas for the score! Remus you're a genius. I love you!”

Roman launched into a hug with Remus, which had the other laughing. Remus hugged him back.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

It was Roman's turn to turn into a giggling mess.

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amintyworld · 5 years

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Tainted Friendships - Sanders Sides Mafia AU

A/N: Hey guys! This AU was made by the amazing @zhe-lazy-fox! Go check them out as always and give them some love for having amazing ideas such as this! Also, if you haven’t read their Mafia AU, go check it out so you’ll understand this story a bit better! Love you all, as always! -Your author, Minty

Characters: Deceit (Snakey), Virgil, Remus. (Heavily Remus x Deceit)

Summary: How Virgil left his mafia family.

TW: Shooting, Gunfire, Knives, Cuts, Fights, hand to hand combat, spying, arguing, threat with gun, threat with death, unstable and slightly insane person, caps lock, pushing into road while driving, injury, blood, cursing. (if there’s any more I missed, please let me know!)

Virgil ran to duck under a wooden crate, bullets whizzing by his head. His breath drew heavy, sweat seeping into his black hoodie, making him harder to spot during nightly escapades. He grabbed the small handgun he carried out from his pocket, and he cursed himself for even carrying it. Stealth and secrecy was all he had left, and he blew all of it by moving his position.

He speedialed Snakey, Rem’s right hand as well as his best friend. If it weren’t for Snakey, he’d still be living on the streets. The phone rang as he fired back a few return shots. “Come on, Snakey…pick up…” Virgil whined as he ducked once more to avoid the barrage of bullets.

“Hel-”

“Snakey, we have a code red, I repeat, a code RED. The Lefties have me cornered, I need backup.”

“Vir-”

“NOW, Snakey!” Virgil yelled. He tried pushing all his paranoid thoughts away as he tried to fight for his life. The Lefties, one of the few rival gangs who take up most of the upper left part of the city, were trying to deal around their territory. Virgil silently followed them, tailing behind them, to find their warehouse base.

The Lefties were as slippery as eels when it came to boundary. At least the others mostly kept to themselves and their own turf, respecting the rules.

Their gang, the Shadows, was the smallest gang in the entire city, but were the most skilled in their combat and craft. They didn’t just let anyone in, unlike the rest. They were extremely selective, you had to be in this business. One mess up could make deals sloppy and cops crashing the party.

They didn’t need liabilities. They’ve made that clear when he decided to join in the first place.

Taking a deep breath to collect himself, Virgil sprinted toward the opposite side of the warehouse, ducking for cover along the way, dodging bullets as he learned from his brief training with Snakey. Similarly dressed people, adorning the Leftie’s signature yellow bandanas, dropped from the rooftops to greet him.

“Freaking…why…” Virgil mumbled under his breath, readying himself for the fight. He smiled. “Hey guys! I…I’m trying to find the bathroom and, well, I think I’m lost-”

One of the Lefties took a swing, and Virgil ducked quickly, dodging the attack. He swiped his feet under him, sending him quickly to the floor with enough of an impact to send them unconscious. The others attacked quickly, making sure he was outnumbered, but within seconds they all lay knocked out on the concrete. He got snagged with their blades on his shoulders, thighs, and graze on his neck.

Well, dammit.

He felt tired as he dragged himself over to the nearest cover, nearly screaming from the pain. He suddenly heard the screech of tires, along with a barrage of gunshots. Virgil never was so happy and so relieved as he was then. They were finally here. Footsteps crunched the leaves on the boardwalk, and a familiar voice whispered to him.

“Vee…?” He heard, the whisper urgent. “Vee, are you there…?”

He let out a small groan, and Snakey rushed over, his eyes suddenly wide. “Good God, what happened?!”

Virgil smirked. “You should see the other guy…or guys, in this case.”

He quickly dropped his weapon, ripping off some of his shirt to wrap the cuts. “You need to be more careful, Vee, or you’ll get yourself killed one day.”

Virgil just sighed. “I…I know…”

He swung his gun behind his back, picking up Virgil. “Come on, we need to get to the truck.”

“Thanks, you know, for coming after me.”

Snakey smiled. “Of course. I wasn’t gonna leave you behind, Vee. Not today. Not…not ever.”

Virgil could see the truck in the distance, its lights blaring and engine roaring, gunfire close by. They were almost home. They were almost… safe.

At least, until Virgil was suddenly knocked to the ground, ears ringing.

He was pulled up quickly, hands forced behind his back. He struggled against the hold, but it was no use. He turned to his side and saw Snakey in a similar position, gun against his head. If wasn’t long before Virgil felt the press of a cold metal rifle as well.

“QUIET. No funny business or we’ll pop your heads right where you stand.” The man holding Virgil growled in his ear. “You feel me, RUNT?”

Virgil stayed silent as they took him and Snakey toward the gunfire and fighting. Within seconds, they were pushed to the ground, guns to their heads. A familiar, commanding voice cut through the crowd.

“HALT FIRE!” Remus yelled, jumping down from the bed of their truck and weaving through the platoons of armed men, firearms still pointed.

“Felix, what the hell are you doing?!” Remus said angrily.

Felix, the leader of this…gang, if you’d even call it that. He wouldn’t know responsibility of it bit him in the arm. Felix walked right next to Virgil, leaning on his shoulder and laughing. Was this a GAME to him?! Virgil had half a mind to kick him right there, his anger beginning to boil. “Oh, I’m just having a little fun, Octo. Don’t be such a buzzkill.”

“If you haven’t noticed, this is our territory, Felix. I’m giving you the chance to do the smart thing here. Go back to your turf, or things are going to get messy.”

“Oh, but you wouldn’t want your friends here to get the wrong end of a bullet, do ya, Octo?”

Remus was silent. “What… what do you want from me?”

“It’s simple, really. Just a chore, just a small, tad favor…” He trailed off, then suddenly turned to lock eyes with the gang leader. “You choose… who DIES.” He laughed hysterically, manically. “Oh, this is so much fun!”

“You’re insane.” Remus spat.

“Tick, tock, Octo.” Felix said. “Only one may live. Consider the other payment for all the trouble you’ve caused us.” He smiled. “It’s only fair.”

“I…” Remus stammered, looking back and forth between his best friends. If he didn’t say anything soon, Felix, in his insanity, may kill both. Virgil was like a brother to him, or even a son. But…

…Snakey…

His heart fluttered thinking of him. Sure, he hadn’t told him his feelings. After all, in the world of back alley deals and risky business, there was no room for feelings. Feelings got in the way. Feelings made you wind up dead. But, Snakey… Snakey couldn’t die.

Remus couldn’t let him die.

I’m sorry, Virgil.

“I… I choose Virgil to die.” He said, his heart sinking when he saw Virgil’s heartbroken eyes. “Give back Snakey. NOW.”

“Alright, let him go.” Felix said, satisfied. “We have our payment.” Snakey was pushed toward Remus, he ran to him, almost desperately, glad to be alive, but…

…Virgil…

Suddenly, sirens sounded in the distance, along with the all-too-familiar blue and red lights.

Virgil, for the first time, was glad to see the police.

“Dammit.” Felix said. “Stupid cops, ruining my fun.” He stomped his foot in defeat like a toddler. “Back to base, NOW!”

A crowd of Lefties bolted toward the dark lit alley, Felix among them. “This isn’t the last of me, Octo!” He yelled. “I’ll get my revenge! You’ll see!”

Virgil, along with Remus and Snakey, started booking it toward the now speeding truck, trying to escape the cops. “Gee, thanks for saving my life back there!” Virgil huffed, running next to Remus.

“I did what I could, be thankful.” Remus retorted. He jumped into the truck, landing perfectly, and turning to the others, holding out a hand. “Come on, guys!”

Snakey ran and jumped, grabbing Remus’s hand as Remus pulled him inside. “Come on, Virgil! We need to go!”

Virgil jumped with what little energy he had left, grabbing Remus’s hand as he was pulled into the truck, still trying to process everything that just went down. Remus shut the door to the back and secured it, shining a small light from his phone to illuminate the room. Virgil still lay where Remus had pulled him in, almost frozen.

Snakey slid down, his back to the truck, catching his breath. “Jesus, that was…wild.”

“You said it, Snakey. Damn Lefties and their crazy leader.” Remus said, moving to sit next to him. Snakey noticed Virgil’s frozen stance.

“Uh, Virge…? You…uh, you okay?”

Virgil sat up, like everything that just happened finally sank in. “No…no, I’m not. I just almost DIED, and you think I’m okay?!” Virgil yelled, and Remus winced at the volume.

“Virgil, you know full well that’s just how it is with the Lefties-” Snakey said, trying to calm down the situation.

“No, the LEFTIES weren’t the freaking problem, it was HIM.” Virgil said, pointing to Remus.

“I did everything I could! I-”

“I thought we were FRIENDS! You chose to leave me with Felix and his insane posse back there, than maybe, I don’t know, shoot him?! Kill him?! Not put any of US on the chopping block?!”

“If we shot, we could’ve easily hit you. There was no other choice-”

“SURE there was.” Virgil hissed. “I guess I finally know what friendship is to you, what we ALL are to you: nothing. Just pawns for you to get what you want without getting hurt.” Virgil spat.

“That’s not true! I care about all of you-”

“Likely story.” Virgil said, turning his back on Remus. Snakey looked between the two, sweat building on his brow.

“Come on guys, don’t fight-”

Virgil felt a surge of pain in the back of his head, his head lurching forward with the impact and back again. He turned, pure anger in his eyes. “Did you just PUNCH me?!”

Remus had his own fire glinting in his eyes. “Don’t make me punish you for back talking, Vee.” Remus spat.

Virgil rolled up his sleeves quickly. “Oh, it is ON.”

Virgil pounced on Remus, kicking, biting, punching, drawing blood and bruises. The blood marked the floor as they fought with enough anger to kill the other. Scars were made, new cuts began to bleed, and pain surged through both bodies, letting out all the anger and sadness and betrayal the other felt, all marked on their bodies.

Snakey tried to break it up, before getting hurt in the crossfire. As he stepped back, trying to encourage them to stop, the sound of bullets ripped through the air as they hit the truck.

“Uh… guys?” Snakey said. The door suddenly flew open, the police cars not far behind, shooting bullets. “Guys, we have an issue here!” Snakey yelled, but the fighting continued, both too focused on beating the crap out of the other.

A loud voice boomed. “PLEASE STOP THE CAR THIS INSTANT! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!”

Remus threw Virgil down, his head peeking over the edge. “Everything I did, I did for you, and you accuse me! After everything we’ve been through, everything we’ve DONE-”

Virgil’s spit flew to Remus’s face. He glared at his boss. “I hate you. I will always hate you.”

Remus’s eyes filled with pure rage. He grabbed Virgil’s hands behind his back, facing him out to the road. “You hate me so much?! LEAVE.”

Snakey’s eyes widened. “What?! Oh my god, STOP!”

“Leave, Vee. If I EVER catch your face around here AGAIN, you’ll wish you never came back.” He growled in Virgil’s ear.

“THIS IS THE POLICE. PULL OV-”

Remus kicked Virgil on top of the police car, denting the hood and slowing it down. The last thing Virgil saw that night was Remus’s sly and evil grin as he shut the truck door again.

Virgil never forgot that face.

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spikeymarshmallows · 4 years

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👿 What trope do you hate / avoid at all costs?

Major Character Death. Just... Never. Ever. I can think of only one time I’ve broken that rule. I don’t regret it. But like. NOPETUS 99.9999999% of the time.

And like, generally speaking “all hurt/no comfort”. If I know the writer and trust the writer, I’ll risk it. I am also that writer but I always write comfort after!!

And any abuse between my babies <3 I can, depending on the author, read some abusive fics etc, but like, between my OTP?? Being horrible to each other?? Nope. I am out of there so fast. I also get extremely RAGE when I see shit called “Dom/sub” and then it’s just abusive, but that is a WHOLE OTHER RANT.

🌍 What is your dream AU?

I... don’t know that I have one :O That said, every fandom I’ve been in for the past few years--I’ve sell a kidney for a really, really good Frozen or Tangled AU. Like, make it smutty, make it deep, but gimme that Frozen or Tangled and.... *swoons*

✋ What reader or write do you think most deserves a high five?

I won’t tag her so she doesn’t get too many notifications but UnrememberedSkies.

So, lemme tell you a thing about Rem. She left really nice comments on my work! I was all “awwww, someone lovely!!” and slid into her DM’s. And she was so nice! And I noticed that she commented on, like, everything. Even things I didn’t think were that good, she commented something nice on. And I adore those kinds of people, because I aspire to be like them. No matter what fic I read, I try to find something positive to comment. The world is an asshole and people spend so much time working on these things, and even if I hate 90% of their fic, I still wanna find something nice to say.

And Rem does it!! [that said, I have no idea if she loves it or not--we’ve never discussed it. But I CAN confirm she comments on, like, everything!]

So firstly, she’s a reader that is exactly what every fandom needs, and what fandoms need in abundance. Like, fuck. Someone who comments something kind on everything they read?? Amazing.

But, see, Rem writes Gen and Teen. And like, I may be grey-ace, but I exclusively read Explicit, maybe Mature if I trust the writer or the premise... So I didn’t read her stuff for a while, even though I meant to. I’d been chatting to her for a bit, and I kept meaning to, and then I’d get distracted....

And then I read her stuff.

And holy fucking shirtballs, you guys. Rem has written some of the best stuff I’ve read in my, like, 16 years of fandom. I cannot even put into words how good her stuff is. Like... WOW.

Further evidence of this? I’ve dragged a few friends into TUA Hell with me. And some of them recently came into my DM’s like “yo, have you read this fic by UnrememberedSkies?????” and screamed about its amazingness to me, and I get this smug feelings of “HAVE I? ABSOLUTELY. ALSO, SHE IS AN EXCEPTIONAL PERSON. BUT ISN’T SHE AMAZING????” and then we both fangirl until we’re tired.

Um. This was a long answer. TLDR: UnrememberedSkies is the kind of person every fandom needs. If fandom was full of more Rem’s, the world would genuinely be a better place. She is both an extremely kind person, and good commenter, but she’s also an incredibly skilled writer.

#meme

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All the wanna be nosy questions if you dont mind. Again you don't have to do them if you don't want to

All right lets do this! I love answering shit its exciting~

0. Height: 5″3

1. Virgin: Yes

2. shoe size: five n a half i got kids feet.

3. do you smoke? nah man i got asthma.

4. do you drink? unfortunately, no.

5. Do you take drugs? Once again, no jfc i am boring as hell.

6. Age you get mistaken for? 16 or 15

7. have any tattoos? nope, but i have a couple in mind that i want.

8. want any tattoos? hell yeah.

9. got any piercings? nah dude.

10. want any piercings? yeah dude, just my ears for now tho

11. Best friend? Oh that would be darling shes the best, Charlotte’s number one 10/10!!

12. relationship status? Single as fuck.

13. biggest turn ons: ... that is a good question that i am unsure about xD i guess when people touch my neck, uh when im treated like a human being, and that it i guess sorry bout that.

14. biggest turn offs: Pushy people, demanding people, expecting me to do all the hard work, people who can’t take no for an answer, and ugly things.

15. Favorite movie: The Book of Life is my favorite.

16. I’ll love you if: you play with my hair, accept me being asexual, are a cute girl, give me sweets, listen to me speak and ramble, and just want to be around me.

17. someone you miss: uh one of my bestfriend’s Charlotte. We talk every day but it doesn’t compare to actually being able to see them and hang out face to face.

18. most traumatic experience: being stalked around high school by someone i used to be friends with simply because they were angry with my family. that entire situation actually fucked me up pretty badly tbh.

19. a fact about your personality: I have zero chill when it comes to food i love.

20. what i hate most about myself: being asexual is something i hate but am slowly accepting bout myself.

21. what i love most about myself: how much love i have to share with those i care about.

22. what i want to be when i get older: Owner of a safe space cafe.

23. my relationship with sibling(s): my older brother im on good terms with sometimes theyre problematic but its chill they irritate me sometimes cause they never think before speaking. My oldest brother though. He can fuck off and never come back. hes annoying and spoiled and super fucking dumb needless to say i dont care much bout him.

24. My relationship with my parent(s): my mother i love her and although we fight sometimes shes alright even if her views are a bit old fashioned. plus she has to put up with my father which is difficult to say the least.

My dad i love him but i never want to date nor marry someone like him. Like my brother he’s spoiled and annoying who sometimes never thinks before speaking.

25. ideal date: aquarium, museum, or a picnic. just anywhere where there isn’t a lot of people and where i get to spend time with you.

26. biggest pet peeves: farting, biting on silverware, and mocking me.

27. description of boy/girl i like: sadly i dont like anyone rn if you lived where i did you’d understand.

28. A description of the person i dislike the most: well last time i saw them they were slightly over weight, tall, greasy medium length hair, not so nice face, and a presence that immediately pissed me off.

29. a reason i’ve lied to a friend: because i’d hate to be the thing that sends them over the edge like yikes!

30. what i hate the most about work/school: in community college the thing i hate is working in a group with shitty kids who dont give a flying fuck about the assignment/class. pisses me off.

31.what your last text message says: “ Still friendlier than most men.” in reference to giant squids.

32. what words upset me the most: you’ll _____ when you’re older. hate that shit.

33. what words make me feel the best about myself: you did a good job and i appreciate you. uh any kind of praise really.

34. what i find attractive in women: pretty much everything, from the way they laugh to the way they act around something they love. women are amazing.

35. what i find attractive in men: their voices sometimes, when they can take no for an answer, dress nicely, and when they show emotions and insecurities.

36. where i would like to live: somewhere with lots of greenery and actual seasons and colors other than brown. somewhere where it rains and snows, but most important of all i would like to be able to live with the one i love.

37. one of my insecurities: boy howdy... the biggest one is being asexual who has 0 interest in having sex of any kind and not having any real need to either it’s something that bothers me more than it should.

38. my childhood career choice: oh boy, i wanted to be an author, professional singer, or a firefighter.

39. my favorite ice cream flavor: strawberry cheesecake or anything with chocolate!

40. who i wish i could be: someone more outgoing and likeable, preferably with a healthy functioning brain.

41. Where i want to be right now: in the future where i’ve gone through my schooling and live with my best friend up in oregon and we save up to open up shop. that’s where i want to be right now.

42. the last thing i ate: a chocolate chip cookie.

43: sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately: eh i would’nt describe them as sexy but I think about Amber Liu a lot shes so stunning and amazing.

44. a random fact about anything: you can’t dream and snore at the same time because the sound of your snoring disrupts REM sleep. I’m deathly afraid of Zombies and uh have never been kissed before or dated anyone before either so there are some fun facts!

WOW, this took a hot second to complete. Well there you go anon dear every single nosy question has been answered I hope you enjoy~ feel free to ask any more questions you can come up with or if you just wanna talk ^^

anyways have a lovely day anon where ever you are!

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