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thetrishtalgem · 7 months

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Whumptober 2023 Day 1: "But now this room is spinning while I'm trying just to fill in all the gaps."

Safety Net || Swooning || "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Elaria Gautier never wanted her sons to get involved in the rebellion against the Empire. This is exactly why.

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Fandom: Dungeons and Dragons (OCs)

Elaria sat in a small armchair, staring blankly at the painting hanging on the wall. Her eyes scanned every small detail as if trying to commit them to memory. Arya had told her it was a painting of the Crimson Plains as they once were. Before the massacre happened. She and Blythe had thankfully been brought into Mount Hjallerstorn via teleportation circle. She had heard rumors that skeletons of the fallen still littered the battlefield. Instead she focused on the scene in front of her, imagining instead the people that may have once called the fields their home. A wistful smile pulled at the corner of her mouth. Beside her there was a gentle sound of a mug being set down on the table. She glanced sideways to see her husband, holding his own steaming cup of tea.

“Thought you might want some,” he said.

She smiled gratefully, still keeping her attention fixed on the painting.

“Y’know, El, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were tryin’ to stare a hole into that paintin’.”

She turned her head finally as Blythe settled himself on the nearby couch. Despite the relaxed way his body seemed to sink into the cushions, she could hear the worry cut through his voice.

“I was just…trying to picture it for myself, I suppose,” she mused.

Blythe nodded his head. “I get it. ‘S a little hard, bein’ cooped up in a place like this. But it’ll be over soon enough, I’m sure.”

“For the sake of our boys, I certainly hope so.”

Elaria picked up the mug and took a sip of the tea. Warmth flooded her chest at the herbal flavor. For a moment, she felt as if she were back on the farm, sitting in the living room after dinner and watching Sylvain playing some sort of silly pretend game with his younger brother. She vaguely heard Blythe get up across from her and set his own cup down. It was only when she felt his hands rubbing her shoulders that she snapped out of the vision.

“I know yer worried,” he soothed her, voice quiet and calming, “but Sylvain and Miklan are gonna be okay. They’ve got each other, and the other Bar Crawlers, and the rest’ve the rebellion backin’ ‘em up.”

“I know that, dear. I just…sometimes I close my eyes, and all I can think of is all the things that could happen to them,” she sighed.

Blythe pressed his thumbs a bit harder into her shoulders. “Hey, I get it. In case ya forgot, they’re my sons too.”

“I’m sorry. I know you worry about them, too. I didn’t mean-,”

“I was teasin’ ya, El. Relax.”

“I promise you that I’m trying to.”

Elaria leaned her head back and took a deep breath. Blythe’s fingers continued to gently massage her shoulders, working out the knots as carefully and gently as he could. She let her eyes flutter shut and brought her focus to the feeling, breathing in time with each movement her husband made. For the first time since they had moved to the new safehouse, she started to feel…relaxed.

A loud, clattering SLAM caused her to jolt upright in her seat. Her hand flew to her chest as she tried to catch her breath. Blythe’s hands withdrew from Elaria’s shoulders.

“Ruinir?”

Elaria turned her head to see the half-elven man standing there and immediately felt alarm bells going off in her head. While Ruinir wasn’t exactly the most put-together of people, he’d always had this extremely calm air about himself. But the man that stood in the threshold looked flushed and frazzled, his expression creased with worry. Sweat beaded on his brow as his chest heaved.

“Ruinir,” she stood, making her way towards the man. “Are you alright?”

He nodded, managing to pant out an answer, “I’ll be fine.”

“Not that we mind the company, but what’s the occasion? Y’seem a bit harried for this to just be a stop-in to say hello,” Blythe asked.

“We…we’ve been given an update from inside the Imperial City.”

Elaria’s grip on her cup tightened.

“Ruinir, if y’need to sit, it’s not like we’re goin’ anywhere,” Blythe offered.

Worry gnawed at the inside of Elaria’s chest. She watched Ruinir glance up at the two of them. With each second that passed, she felt as if her heart may come bursting out of her chest. But when Ruinir did finally speak again, she almost wished he hadn’t.

“Sylvain’s been taken by the Inquisition.”

The cup slipped from Elaria’s fingers, sending shards of ceramic and hot tea scattering across the floor. But all she could hear was a high pitched ringing in her ears. Around her the room suddenly began to spin as she tried to process what Ruinir was telling her. Sylvain had been taken. The same people that had assassinated her uncle, and poisoned her father decades later, had her son.

Her baby boy.

“No…” she choked out, the tears spilling down her face. “No-!”

She felt a strong pair of arms wrap themselves around her body, catching her before she could collapse to the floor. A muffled voice spoke to her. But the sound was distorted, as if she were underwater. The only thing she could bring her focus to was Sylvain, and what awful things might be happening to him.

“My baby boy. M-my baby,” she sobbed.

Even with Blythe holding her against him, she still felt the room around her lurching. Her body trembled as she continued to weep on the floor. She could vaguely feel Blythe’s hands rubbing comfortingly up and down her arms. But it was no use. A million questions flew through her head. How could this have happened? When? Where were the others when he was taken? Was he even still alive? How long did he have? What were they going to do with him? Would she ever get to see her little boy again?

“It’s alright, El. I’m…I’m right here,” Blythe’s voice finally came through to her clearly. But despite the calm he tried to instill in her, she could hear the tremor in his own voice.

Ruinir bent down in front of her, a blurred silhouette through the tears, “I’m sorry, both of you. But I promise that we’re doing everything we can to get Sylvain back.”

“Sylvain…” she cried.

“El, c’mon,” Blythe held her tighter and began to guide her up. “Y’need to lay down. Alright?”

Her body felt completely weightless as she let Blythe pull her along towards their bedroom. The room still felt as though it might throw her off balance again at any moment. She was vaguely aware of Ruinir apologizing to the two of them once more before making himself scarce. Blythe pushed Elaria towards the bed where she immediately collapsed and curled in on herself.

“I told him he never should have gone. I-I can’t…I don’t want to go through this again,” Elaria stuttered.

Wordlessly, Blythe laid beside her and pulled a blanket over the two of them. She rolled over to face him and buried her face in his chest. His hands came to rub soothing circles on her back. Elaria laid there for a while, taking what little comfort she could in her husband’s presence until exhaustion finally caught up to her and she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

#whumptober2023 #no.1 #lyric #swooning #oc #fic #dungeons and dragons #dnd #dnd5e #dnd oc #war for rython #wfr

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the-plague-to-end-all-plagues · 2 years

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Hi there,

I wanted to ask about that fanart you drew for the Twin Peaks au, which HTF characters were you thinking would be in each role besides the ones you’ve shown? I’m genuinely curious now.

Boy, you got me rusty old gears turnin’!

I have forgotten a lot of the show and characters (didn’t even see season 3), but some choices seem fairly obvious. Cuddles would be Harry Truman, as Harry becomes Coop’s (Toothy’s) bestie and has fabulous hair - self-explanatory :D Their personalities would probably be switched, though, T being the reserved one and C the strange maverick. Flippy is Leland - also obvious. If we want to go deeper, the possessing spirit looking like him in this iteration could be explained by it gradually taking the shape of its corrupted host until it fully consumes them. Just spitballing here, lol. Lumpy is 100% Andy Brennan - he literally was a big dumb cop twice in HTF.

Petunia is Donna - Laura’s/Giggles’ best friend. I have no idea who would be Audrey, likely an OC is needed to fill that gap. A sultry little vixen or cougar would fit :) To follow the show, Maddie Ferguson, who was played by the same actress as Laura, would have to be a Giggles look-alike, just with glasses and dark hair, perhaps also darker fur. And fuck me, her horrific death would probably be just as traumatic in cartoon version. Just imagine the animation style and tone being serious when Flippy goes apeshit, good God.

Last but not least, Flaky is Annie, following the first image from the collection I posted. Shy, a bit odd, epic hair, and I soooort of ship her with Toothy on ocasion. She’d be targeted by Fliqpy/Bob for sure. He’d possess T to claim her, but not just for that reason, which leads us to...

...the Black Lodge - seems apt it’d have an equivalent too. It would be a literal, ancient beaver lodge but fancy and evil (also - I live for stupid puns); Toothy/Coop would have some ancestral connection to it cuz why not, and Fliqpy/Bob would wish to use his body/mind to control it.

The last bit is just pure pettiness on my part - Handy would be taking care of all things related to the sawmill (also being a beaver and all) and he would NOT put up with any of the pointless melodrama that happened there in Twin Peaks XD Maybe he and Toothy would be related and this location would also have more symbolic significance. I think that’s it.

You’re very welcome for this tysmic essay of a reply - you brought this on yourself XD I’m interested in your suggestions for characters and plot points/locations as well!

#happy tree friends #htf

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darklydeliciousdesires · 1 year

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Simmer - A special request drabble.

This, as the title suggests, is a special request drabble for the lovely @carmens-garden for her OC’s, Riley Parrish and Coop Harris, written for the Teen Wolf fandom. @carmens-garden, I do hope you enjoy this little drabble, and anyone else who is interested in reading it, too!

Words - 741

Warnings - None

As a werewolf, Coop Harris possessed senses probably a thousand times stronger than those of a bloodhound, but he wagered that even if he didn’t, he’d still be able to smell the obnoxious aroma currently drifting under his nose as he made his way towards the front door.

“Mom, are you cooking the trash?” he called out upon entry, closing the door behind him. “Holy shit, please don’t say she’s attempting chili again.” Kicking his sneakers off, he heard no reply from his mother, walking through to the kitchen to find his girlfriend there instead, stirring a bubbling pot upon the stove. “I thought you witches used cauldrons?”

Riley turned away from the rising steam of her brew, her mouth twitching into a faint smirk. “It’s cold out, and there wasn’t enough tinder around to make a fire. Besides, my cauldron is at home, and your mom has a way nicer kitchen than my uncle. Since she said I can treat this place like home, I figured I’d do just that.”

He scoffed, moving to open the back door in an attempt to release the odour and let in a little fresh air. “I think she’ll come to regret that once she finds out you made her house smell like the bottom of a dumpster. A dumpster on fire.”

“Don’t be a jerk,” she scolded, waving a finger at him, making him shudder immediately. “She happens to like my home brewed teas.”

“Stop with using your magic on me, we’ve discussed this,” he spoke, half laughing, half grumbling, that deep wolf rumble entertaining her as she worked the charm to make him feel as if he was being tickled between his shoulder blades, right where she knew he couldn’t reach to scratch. “So, which witch teas are you stinking out the place with? Which witch teas, hah! Get it?”

She rolled her eyes, continuing to stir. “Oh, you’re so very funny!” she exclaimed, unable to keep her usual little bite of snarkiness from the tone she used. “Liquorice root and cinnamon. Nice and spicy, cleansing, too.”

“Maybe your snarky ass should take a bath in it, then.” Oh, he couldn’t help himself sometimes, to tease his feisty little witch. He considered it part of his charm, although if you asked Riley, she likely wouldn’t go that far. His joke received the kind of withering look he was used to, his beaming grin eventually prompting her own, shaking her head at him. “Oh! Here, check these guys out. I was browsing Spotify and I added ‘em to your playlist. Thought you might enjoy.”

She loved that about him, that whenever he heard new music, even if it wasn’t to his taste, he made a note to share it with her, or as he had done in that instance, add it to the special playlist he’d created for her. He might have gotten on her last nerve with his teasing, but Riley always appreciated just how thoughtful Coop was.

While she enjoyed the song he’d put on, placing his cell down on the chopping board to their side next to a pile of carefully prepared herbs and items Coop could only describe as dried... things, not truly know what on earth they were, she felt his arms slide around her waist, his lips meeting her cheek.

“So, where is my mom, then? I expected her to be here,” he asked, resting his chin on her shoulder.

“She’s gone to the store and then for coffee and cake with a friend. She said she’d be home by about six.” She felt it ripple through him, that feral energy at hearing they had the house to themselves for a few hours, her skin prickling pleasantly.

“Turn the hubble bubble brew down on low and come upstairs,” he suggested, kissing her neck a few times, his hands beginning to roam. “I wanna take a shower, and not be alone while I do.”

Riley arched an eyebrow, turning to see him depart the kitchen, pulling his shirt off and flinging it in the general direction of the laundry basket present at the foot of the stairs. “Don’t leave me waiting, babe.” he called back over his shoulder. “I’m hungry.”

At hearing that, she turned the stove down to low, placing the lid upon the pot, leaving it to simmer as she felt her lust begin to do the same. “Horny fucking werewolves.” she snickered, following him upstairs.

#teen wolf #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf oc's #drabble request #special request #werewolves #witches

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lumosinlove · 4 years

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Round Two.

Showtime’s Road To The Stanley Cup: Gryffindor Lions Edition

GAME ONE: PIT. 5-4

MIC’D UP: James Potter

“Hey, Crosby,” James shouted from the bench. “Teach me a thing or two tonight, eh?”

He didn’t expect Sidney to reply, but James could practically feel the cameras zooming in on him as he talked to the Penguins’ captain. He tilted his chin down towards where he knew the mic was sewn through his pads.

“Can you hear me?” he whispered. He found Dorcas’ eyes behind the camera and she nodded.

“No, you can’t,” he said, and leaned away. “Can you hear me now?”

“Look alive, Pots,” Sirius said from beside him.

James scoffed and looked back at Dorcas and the camera. “Look, you made me get yelled at.” He looked back to the game. “Mess up, you birds, I got a baby now and I need to win!”

GAME TWO: GRY. 6-3

MIC’D UP: Finn O’Hara

Finn looked up as Leo crossed to him in the tunnel.

“Hey, swe—”

“What’s up, Nut, I’m wearing a mic.”

Leo stopped talking with his mouth open. It formed a slow, awkward smile.

“Cool,” Leo said, reaching up to mess with his mask. “Cool.”

Finn watched Logan slide down the bench towards him warily.

Logan, oblivious, flashed him a smile and leaned in. “Do you know what I want to do tonight?”

“Hey, Tremz, I’m mic’d up.”

Logan’s fiery look froze.

“Do you want to play video games tonight?”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “Yes. Yes, video games.”

Finn nodded. “Video games.”

Logan turned forward on the bench and picked up a water bottle. “Video games.”

GAME THREE: PIT. 3-2

MIC’D UP: Kasey Winter

“Fucking fuck,” Kasey’s voice came through the headset Alice was wearing at a mumble as she watched him circle his goal. They were down 2-1. “Fucking Crosby. Fucking tip-ins. Fucking Malkin.”

She watched as the puck dropped. Nado carried it up the ice. Kuny scored a mean slap.

“Yes, Kuny,” Kasey whispered in her ears. “Yes. Fucking right. Fucking keep this going…”

Alice sighed and slid the headphones from her head. She looked at Dorcas. “Yeah, we can’t use much of this. Remind me not to ask Blizzard for anything involving audio during a game again.”

GAME FOUR: GRY. 4-1

“Hi Lions fans,” Olli said to the camera. “I’m Olli.”

“And I’m Timmy,” Timmy said from beside him. “And we’re going to be doing the latest Gringotts Challenge, sponsored by Gringotts Bank.”

Olli tapped his stick against where they were standing in the top levels of the Hogwarts Stadium. “Today’s challenge is extreme puck shooting.”

“Good luck, Ollers.”

Olli laughed and took the hand Timmy was holding out. “Good luck, Timmy.”

There was a small net set up at the far end of the rink for them to hope to get a puck into.

“Why do you stick your butt out?” Olli laughed when they were entering the final round. “Just shoot normal.”

“It’s for the viewers,” Timmy said, and gave it a little shake.

GAME FIVE: GRY. 2-1

“What’s up everyone, it’s Thomas here. Welcome back to another episode of Walkie Talkie,” Thomas waved the camera to follow him. “Let us take a turn about the locker room. We’re gonna be asking the boys some questions today. Captain, there’s the Captain, Captain come here!”

“Oh,” Sirius said. “I have to?”

Thomas slung an arm around his shoulders. “Cap, we’re going to game six, how are you feeling?”

Sirius gave a half-hearted smile to the camera. “Right now?”

“Right now.”

“Distracted.”

Thomas snorted. “Okay… Kuny,” he patted Sirius’ cheek and slid into the stall beside Evgeni’s, where he was taping a stick.

Evgeni looked at the camera and the microphone. “Hey, I’m on Bachelor?”

“Sure, babe.”

Evgeni winked.

“Kuns, if you could get stuck with one teammate on a desert island, who would it be? And let’s make it hard, you can’t chose Nado.”

“Ah,” Kuny ripped his tape off with his teeth. “Cookie.”

“Why?”

“Can eat when hungry.”

GAME SIX: GRY. 5-3

MIC’D UP: Sirius Black

Sirius heaved himself over the boards and onto the bench, breathing hard. He glanced up at the clock. They were still tied, and there was five minutes left in the third period.

“Atta boy, Tremz,” he shouted, patting Logan’s butt as he went over the boards. He looked over his shoulder. “iPad?”

Remus handed it to him. “iPad.”

“Merci, mon loup—ah,” Sirius laughed, looking up at Remus. “I’m wearing a mic, they’ll love that.”

Alice and Dorcas looked at each other.

“Are we using it?” Dorcas said.

Alice laughed. “That’s the cutest shit I’ve ever seen.”

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waterloou · 3 years

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Forget Me Not

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By @annibunnysworld

Tag: @kazinejghafa @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle @bravelittleflower @ocfairygodmother @raith-way @foxesandmagic @thecaptainsgingersnap @nikolai-lantsv @lostiintheocean

#my edit #flashing image tw #flashing gif tw #a oc: riley parrish #a oc: marlow stilinski #a oc: coop harris #a fic: forget me not

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fruitcoops · 3 years

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Hi!! I was wondering if you could do another fic involving jules and coops together? Just like sweet moments between the three? I loved the baby sitting series you did and could not stop thinking about it❤️❤️ Thank you!!

Yeah, of course! I love writing my boy at any opportunity. SW credit goes to @lumosinlove, but the relatives are my ocs!

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Sirius asked under his breath as Remus finally—finally—appeared from the mass of people.

“It’s fine,” Remus said around a forced smile to a middle-aged man across the yard.

Sirius hid his mouth by pretending to look down at the nearest casserole dish. He didn’t even know what was in it; nobody had bothered with labels, and everyone’s dishes were the same basic florals in different colors. “I love you, Re, and I totally get the whole ‘meet the parents’ thing, but this is a bit much if I’m being honest.”

“Honey.” Remus’ shoulder pressed against his own. “I’m sorry you’re not having a good time, but my Aunt Jen would skin me alive if I didn’t bring the man I’m marrying to the family reunion. We can leave tomorrow if you really hate—oh, no.”

“Remus!” a shrill, excited voice called. Sirius felt his fiancé straighten up as a tall, redheaded woman in star-painted jeans hurried across the grass with three other women in tow. She reached up and gave Remus’ cheeks a squish, then leaned in a planted a lipstick-stamped kiss to his forehead. “How are you, my duckling? Was your flight alright? Make sure you stay away from the salt or else your feet will swell.”

“Hi, Aunt Jen,” Remus said, grimacing a little at her rib-crushing hug. “I’m doing well, and our flight was fine. How are you?”

“Peachy keen,” she assured him. Dark brown eyes lasered in on Sirius half a second later and he felt his fight or flight kick in. “And who are you?”

“Aunt Jen, this is—”

“It was rhetorical, honey,” Jen interrupted with a pat to Remus’ arm as she stepped closer to Sirius and immediately hauled him in for a hug. She was as tall as Remus, but broader in the shoulders and hips; he had never felt so engulfed by someone. It was a strangely enjoyable feeling.

“Aren’t you a handsome one?” the shortest of the group cooed, as if she was talking to a particularly small dog in a purse. “Our Remus always knew how to pick them.”

Remus furrowed his brows. “Aunt Lisa, this is the first boyfriend I’ve—”

“But he’s not just a boyfriend!” Jen trilled, giving Sirius’ cheek a pat. “He’s a fiancé, something I learned from your mother. Not from your father—oh, I gave him a talking-to about that—and not from you, duck.”

Sirius bit back a laugh at the nickname and spared a glance to his left, where Remus had gone pink all the way to his ears. “Sorry.”

“Introduce us!” the shortest insisted, taking the other two by the hands as pulling them forward with an eager smile.

“Everyone, this is Sirius Black, my fiancé.” Remus gestured between them, and the four women beamed at him. “Sirius, this is Aunt Jen, Aunt Lisa, Aunt Allison, and Aunt Mary, my dad’s sisters.”

“It’s lovely to meet you,” Sirius said, holding a hand out.

“No need to be so formal,” the brunette grumbled with a teasing grin. “We have heard so much about you from Lyall. After those damned pictures—”

“Allison,” Jen hissed.

“—after the damned pictures,” Allison repeated with a pointed look. “I was about ready to drive up to Gryffindor myself and give that lousy son of a bitch a piece of my mind—”

“Allison!”

“—but Lyall talked me down and I have been waiting to meet you ever since.” She finished with a soft huff and gave his arm a quick squeeze. “Remus is a lucky boy to have you. It’s very exciting to see you in person at last.”

Sirius’ heart gave a happy little ka-thump and he smiled. “I’m glad to be here. Thank you for having me.”

“He is so polite,” Lisa said to Remus out of the corner of her mouth with a wink and a thumbs-up. “Good choice.”

“You know what I just realized? We haven’t said hello to Jules yet. We’ll see you in a few, yeah?” Without waiting for an official answer, Remus wrapped an arm around Sirius’ waist and practically carried him away from the table. Once they were out of earshot—and the aunts had busied themselves with one of the younger Lupins—Remus relaxed with a slow exhale. “I am…so sorry.”

“For what?”

“I had no idea they were going to corner you like that. I mean, I did, but I was hoping it wouldn’t be for another few hours. They tend to move in a pack at reunions, like sharks. Or wolves.”

“They’re really sweet.”

“They are,” Remus said grudgingly, though Sirius could read the affection dripping off him like his favorite book. “My dad’s the youngest of five, and I was the first nephew. You can imagine how that went.”

“Baby of the baby?”

“Exactly.”

“Can I ask one thing?” Remus nodded, visibly confused, and Sirius found he couldn’t keep his grin down any longer. “Duckling?”

“I hoped you didn’t hear that,” he groaned as they headed toward the kids’ play area beneath a large oak. “Long story short, it involved five-year-old me, a pond, and a sinus infection that made me sound like a duck when I sneezed.”

“Oh my god,” Sirius laughed, earning himself a light elbow to the ribs. “And the name stuck?”

“Considering she was the one that had to stay with me while my folks were working, she could call me whatever the hell she wanted. Please don’t ask her about it unless you want a thirty-minute TED talk about the ins and outs of my sinuses.”

“She’s a doctor?”

“No, she just overshares.”

“Sirius!”

Sirius looked up and saw a herd of small children racing toward them, led by his favorite person under the age of eighteen; Jules crashed into his legs and squeezed him tight around the waist. “Hey, I missed you!”

Jules propped his chin below Sirius’ sternum and stared up at him with the classic hazel-gold eyes that were far more common than Sirius believed before they arrived in the Lupins’ backyard. “I missed you, too! How’s the team? How’s Harry? Is he still super small or did he do that weird thing that babies do where their legs grow and the rest of them still looks normal? How was your flight? Did you have turbulence?”

Sirius thought for a moment. “Good, also good, growing normally, and yes.”

“Sweet! Come play cornhole with us!” Jules grabbed his hand and dragged him along the grass at the closest thing he could manage to a sprint with Sirius’ added weight—the pre-teen years had lent him gangly legs, though he didn’t seem quite sure how to use them yet. He looked more like a foal than a sixth-grader.

“What the hell is cornhole?” Sirius muttered as the flock of kids ran ahead to grab armfuls of beanbags.

Remus grinned. “Something I’m about to kick your ass at.”

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By the time the sun set, Sirius was exhausted. He had been introduced to dozens of people who looked just enough like Remus to be eerie, as well as plenty who seemed to have been acquired by one Lupin or another over the course of their life. Jules fluctuated between laminating himself to Sirius’ side and disappearing for an hour at a time, only to return more grass-stained and rumpled than ever as he begged Remus to swing him around by the ankles again. His ass had been thoroughly kicked at cornhole and freeze tag; it was a true miracle he hadn’t already passed out into a food coma. For all of his earlier griping, Sirius couldn’t think of a time in recent months when he had been more content.

“You’re a brave soul,” Remus remarked as they sat in the grass together and watched the fireflies wake. Though it was a warm night, it seemed the citronella candles littering the tables were doing their job of chasing off mosquitoes.

Sirius leaned his head on Remus’ shoulder. He smelled like grass and summertime and sunbaked warmth. “Am I?”

“Mhmm. I’m sure most people would have run screaming by now.”

“I like your family.”

A beat of silence passed; Remus rested his temple against the top of Sirius’ head. “I’m really glad to hear that. They’re weird and loud, but I love them.”

“And I love you.”

“Are you saying I’m weird and loud?”

“On occasion.”

“Asshole,” Remus laughed, giving him a nudge that hardly qualified as more than a gentle sway.

“Language, there are eight million kids around.”

“They’re busy.”

Sirius watched as small group run by in a wave of giggles, all clutching mason jars of fireflies with their names written on masking tape. “Thank you again for asking me to come with you.”

“Like I said, Aunt Jen would—”

“Remus.” He fell quiet. Sirius didn’t remember the last time he said Remus’ full name aloud. “Your family loves you so much. They’re everything I ever wanted growing up, and it means the world that you wanted to share them with me. All they want is to see you happy. It was amazing to finally meet them.”

“They really, really love you,” Remus said softly, his voice a little thick. “I had about twenty people tell me how wonderful you are. They all thanked me for bringing you, and not a single one mentioned the celebrity thing. Even my Uncle Jay didn’t say a word about hockey.”

“He was the one in the jersey?”

“I’ve known him for my entire life and I’ve never seen him without one.”

“Huh.” Sirius tucked his face closer to Remus’ neck and let the sound of the bullfrogs in a distant marsh lull him. “What time is it?”

“Almost eleven. The adults will be up for a while, but the kids will start crashing soon.”

Footsteps on the cool grass rustled to their right and Sirius looked up. “Who wants pie?” Aunt Allison singsonged, breaking their quiet bubble with paper plates and utensils. “This one is blackberry, but we have peach, pumpkin, and a few others on the table if you’re still hungry.”

“Just a small piece, please,” Sirius said.

Allison paused and cocked her head, then burst out laughing. “Oh, you’re funny!”

“I am?”

“Don’t fight it,” Remus whispered.

“You are a growing boy,” Allison said as she cut a thick slice and plonked it onto his plate. “And there’s no such thing as too much pie.”

I’m 26, Sirius wanted to say, though he held it in. “Just a small one for me, as well,” Remus said.

“Ha!” Allison snorted. “You’re already too skinny. Eat your pie or you’ll end up a string bean like your father. The NHL might have given you muscle, but it’s useless if you don’t enjoy some of your favorite aunt’s—”

“—woah, hey now—”

“—pie once in a while.” Allison kissed the tops of their heads once both plates were secure and bowing in the middle. “I’m going to make sure the kids aren’t poking around in the river again. Sleep well, you two.”

Sirius stared down at his plate as she wandered away. “I’m honestly going to die if I eat this.”

“Yeah, please don’t make yourself sick on pie. You really don’t have to eat all of that. The aunts and uncles are convinced that none of us are eating properly once we turn eighteen.”

“Really?”

“I wish I was kidding. You’re going to sleep so well tonight, though.”

As if on cue, Sirius stifled a yawn with the back of his hand and cuddled under Remus’ arm again. A familiar shadow bounded over not two seconds later and he barely held down a groan. “Hey, can I join you?”

Remus shrugged. “ ‘course.”

“Sweet.” Jules settled himself across their laps, staring at the sky with his head pillowed on Sirius’ thigh. “Did you have fun? I’m really glad you could come.”

“I had a great time,” Sirius answered honestly. Now please move on so I can take a nap.

“Mom and dad and me got here yesterday, and Aunt Jen kept checking the door for you guys even though she knew you weren’t coming until today. She was worried you wouldn’t like us, I think.”

“That was never an option, Jules.”

“Yeah, I know.” A devilish grin flickered over his face. “Remus is the weirdest of all of us, and if you want to marry him—”

“Get off,” Remus grumbled, shoving Jules’ legs onto the picnic blanket. “You know, you were a lot nicer before you turned eleven. Can I return you and get a new one? I have the receipt somewhere.”

“Nope.”

“That’s all a birth certificate is, right?” Sirius raised his eyebrows. “If you bring it back in good condition, I hear they give you a ten percent discount.”

Jules scowled. “That’s so not true.”

“How do you think I got Regulus?”

“Isn’t it past your bedtime?” Remus asked with a pointed look. “Run along, problem child.”

“Of the two of us, I’m the least problematic.” Despite his words, Jules clambered to his feet and dusted his hands off over Remus’ head. “I’m not the one that got a secret boyfriend and got engaged in a year. I’m so easy. Mom and dad want two of me.”

“Keep telling yourself that,” Remus sighed as he stretched out on the blanket. “They had a second kid because they wanted two of me.”

“You’re adopted.”

Remus cracked one eye open in disbelief. “No, I’m not.”

“How do you know?”

“Because—y’know what, go to bed. Or go find the stampede, I think they’re by the river.”

Sirius whistled lowly as Jules scampered off again. “That was impressive. Isn’t your aunt over there?”

“Yep.”

Realization clicked into place. “She’s going to make him go to bed.”

“Yep.”

“You’re brilliant.”

Remus smiled without opening his eyes, and tugged Sirius down by the sleeve to lay next to him. “You’re just figuring that out now?”

The stars were brighter than anywhere Sirius had ever seen; for a moment, he was struck speechless by the endless rivers of sparkling white overhead. He stared until his eyes burned from dryness, then put his head on Remus’ chest and kept on looking. There was no way he could tear his gaze from it. A few shooting stars streaked across the clear sky and he felt his heart skip a beat in pure amazement when he realized there was nothing else he would wish for in that moment. He could listen to Remus’ heartbeat and the sound of his new family talking against a backdrop of the night, relishing in a full belly and cool wind, and simply stay there for as long as he liked.

#sirius black #remus lupin #julian lupin #coops #lupin family #sweater weather #lumosinlove #my fic #fanfic #family reunion

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ginger-grimm · 6 months

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OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2023

Day 21: I Want To Play A Game

Baby Werecoyote Saga Cast as The Quarry Cast

Marlow Stilinski as Emma Mountebank

Liam Dunbar as Jacob Custos

Riley Stevens-Parrish as Laura Kearney

Coop Harris as Max Brinly

Nixie Baker as Abigail "Abi" Blyg

Tilly Cole as Kaitlyn Ka

Autumn Harris as Nick(i) Furcillo

Corey Bryant as Dylan Lenivy

Mason Hewitt as Ryan Erzahler

COLORING

TAGLIST: @waterloou @eddysocs @ocs-supporting-ocs @foxesandmagic @veetlegeuse @decennia @hiddenqveendom @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @richitozier @noratilney @wordspin-shares @oneirataxia-girl @endless-oc-creations @lucys-chen @andromedalestrange @far-shores @daughter-of-melpomene @bibaybe

#ohc2023 #ocappreciation #ocapp #teen wolf oc #oc: marlow stilinski #oc: riley parrish #oc: coop harris #oc: nixie baker #oc: tilly cole #oc: autumn harris #i did Until Dawn way back in the day #and then Life Is Strange #I love me some choice-based games #anyways this is based on a mix of personality and looks #i just mixed and matched #i couldn't fit Oz anymwhere #idk if this is good but i love this game and didn't know what else to do #enjoy <3

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reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle · 3 years

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TEEN WOLF OC APPRECIATION, WEEK ONE — Appreciation for a Pre-Existing OC

Playlist Edits for @jinxsflame

feat. Marlow Stilinski, Riley Parrish, Coop Harris, Tilly Cole, Nixie Baker, Bear Wallace, Oz Baker, & Nina Simms <3

taglist: @hughstheforcelou @randomfandomingwrites @hiddenqveendom @ocfairygodmother @akabluekat @asirensrage @raith-way @fyeahteenwolfocs

#twocs2021 #fyeahteenwolfocs

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nowplayingblog · 3 years

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COOPS AND TEDDY

I see so many people making an OC child for Coops in SW verse, but my headcanon is that Coops's baby is Teddy Lupin!

If anyone has already written about this, please let me know. Here are some headcanons of Coops with Teddy, which I will later write ficlets about. Prompts encouraged!

In my head, they used a surrogate to have him, with Teddy being biologically Remus's son, as a bit of a reference to HP (without all the dubious consent. I said what I said.)

I also think (at the time of writing this) that they hyphenate their last name as Lupin-Black, but they keep their names separate on the ice to make things easier.

So Teddy's full name is, Theodore Rigel Lupin-Black

(Rigel being that brightest star in the Orion Constellation. Sirius had hesitated, not wanting his son to have anything to do with his father, but Remus had convinced him by treating it as a way for Sirius's name to have a meaning outside of his father.)

When they can't watch Teddy, either during away games, roadies, or practice, Lily watches him.

Harry and Teddy become really close due to this, with Harry being very caring and protective towards Teddy, and their parents joke that Harry is Teddy's godfather (especially after Harry says so himself when he and Sirius are talking about how Sirius is his godfather.)

I imagine that Teddy and Harry have about a 3-4 year age gap.

When Teddy is two and Harry is five. Harry had wanted some hair-chalk to turn his hair fun colors, so it was in the house, and one day the two of them had gotten into it and Harry had colored Teddy's hair blue. Teddy was so pleased with it, his dad's let him leave it in all day. From that point on, Teddy was nearly constantly asking for his hair to be colored with hair chalk.

When Teddy turns ten, Sirius and Remus start actually letting him dye it with semi-permanent hair dyes.

Teddy's hair is naturally a sandy, reddish brownish blonde, a lot like Remus's hair, and it's crazy curly.

Teddy's hair colors is subject to scrutiny from many announcers when he goes to games.

Most of the time it's harmless, playful things like "Teddy Lupin-Black's hair is Lion's Red and Gold today!", but every so often someone has something to say about what this says about Remus and Sirius's parenting skills (never the Lions announcers, it's always at away games)

Teddy grows up skating, and loves it just as much as his parents, but he never quite took to hockey like his dads did. Instead he finds an interest in Figure Skating.

(He definitely makes it to the Olympics as an adult.)

(His dads are so proud.)

Part II

SW credit to @lumosinlove

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peanut-in-the-goal · 4 years

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Masterlist

So remember how I said I fixed my masterlist? yea well I just broke literally everything. So here’s this

Harry Potter

To Be a Black (angst poem thing)

James Potter and Marauder headcanon

james potter angst

black brothers drabble

peter’s on the map

sirius black family line

black brothers panic attacks

black brothers sick drabble

filicide (angst)

Wolfstar

Storms (angst)

Moony and his nightmare (angst)

Fireworks (fluff)

Sirius being scared of fireworks (angst)

Sirius can cook headcanons (not really wolfstar) (fluff?)

Sirius wants to die (angst)

I love him (fluff, angst)

I’m Broken (angst)

So this is love (fluff, angst)

The first time I met you (fluff)

Did you just crack an egg on my head? (fluff) - request

unrequited love (angst)

I love you but you don’t (angst) - request

Remus hated this time of year (angst)

outage (angst)

“you’re an idiot“ “but you love me” (fluff) - request

unfinished shitty thing I wrote about a year ago (angst)

headcanon that remus kills sirius as a werewolf (angst)

sirius hating his birthday (angst, fluff)

runaway sirius (angst) - request

control (angst)

arguing (angst)

sirius meeting the lupins for the first time (angst)

Remus, sirius, and a wolfstar headcanon

sirius loved deeply (mild hurt/comfort)

aftermath (after sirius’ prank on snape) (angst, minor hurt comfort)

My OC stories (Blair Taylor, the Taylor Family)

Whatever this is (backstory really)

Jack Taylor OCs (headcanons)

I killed Jack :) (angst)

they were finally free

Till the End

Carina Black (Back story)

Kai Robison (Backstory)

Willow, Kai, and Carina (Fluff) - request

if the whole world was watching i’d still dance with you

From songs to writing

Best Friend by Rex Orange Country

From me, the moon by Lav

(Sweater Weather Fandom by @lumosinlove)

O’Knutzy

Sharing is caring, now give me your damn fries (fluff) - requests

Insecure Leo Headcanons (angst)

O’Knutzy Headcanons (headcanons)

Finn in a skirt (fluff) - request

I just want you to be happy (angst)

Scared you’ll get hurt (angst)

You really are going crazy, aren’t you? (fluff) - request

Stubborn Logan (fluff)

“Can you just hold me?” (angst) - request

“I’m pregnant” (fluff) - request

Leo sleeping alone (angst)

Spy AU thing based off of Miller’s upcoming fic Claudestine? [Part 1] [Part 2] (angst)

@heyitssmiller claudestine sad leo ig? [Part 1] [Part 2] (angst, fluff)

unfinished insecure leo fic (angst)

if they broke up and there was a storm

turning angst prompts into fluff (fluff)

hot chocolate (fluff)

Leo losing his first game but the timeline is wack (hurt/comfort)

fight/logan snapping at finn and leo (angst)

they break up in the end (angst)

FINLO

Getting together at Harvard (angst, fluff)

LELO

Sad Logan 😔 (angst, fluff) - gift

Leo and Logans Fight [part 1] [part 2] (angst)

LionFish

i can’t sleep, can i sleep here?

leo cant sleep

Coops

If you die I’ll kill you (fluff) - request

If you die I’ll kill you (angst) - request

“Not all love stories get a happily ever after, sometimes it’s just once upon a time.” [Part 1] [Part 2] (angst) - request

how many times are you going to look me in the eye and lie to me? (angst) - request

homophobic git (angst, fluff) -request

Regular Sweater Weather

Again (angst)

CELESTE AND LEO BEING BUDDIES (fluff)

Leo getting outed in highschool (angst)

Solangelo

nightmares (angst)

Nico, Will, and a Solangelo headcanon

“im worth nothing,” “to me youre worth everything” (angst, hurt/comfort - request)

mha

dabi+hawks arguing

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catlynhoss05 · 3 years

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Home Sweet Home Ch. 1 P. 3

Meeting The Farm Family!

*NOT MY GIF*

Pairing: OC!baureader x Emily Prentiss x Criminal Minds

~starts in season 4~ (also, check out the links to see what Remi’s abs look like and to see what her arms look like when she flexes as well.. The links are all on the HSH masterlist.) (Click here for song when cued)

Chapter Summary: After the team finishes up with the case and return back to Remi’s childhood home, the team are in for an eventful evening. However, when the following day comes around, Emily’s in for a BIG surprise that makes everyone -herself included- say, “ABOUT TIME!!!”

After everyone had finished up with supper and the dishes were all cleaned up, Remi had excused herself so she could go and check the chickens. What Remi wasn’t expecting was that Asher had let the mean chicken -that only hated Remi- out of it’s cage to roam around the coop. The mean chicken liked everyone EXCEPT for Remi and Asher knew that. When she had left the house to go to the chicken coop, Asher turned back to the rest of the boys as everyone was just lounging around and started grinning like a fool.

“Asher, not again. You do remember the last time you messed with her, right?” Benjamin asked with a smile. “Oh, I remember. I still have that scar, but it’s totally worth it though.” Asher laughed. The team looked at each other with confused looks. “What’s going on?” JJ asked. Before anyone could answer her question, everyone heard Remi scream for Asher, and she sounded BEYOND pissed. “Oh God. She’s pissed… Remove anything glass and/or any valuables and BACK UP.” Harris explained, him and his brothers grabbing every piece of glass that was in view and hurrying to put them out of the way before Remi came back inside. Once everyone was backed up out of harms way, Remi had appeared in the patio doorway covered in feathers, a few broken eggs, and some chicken feces. Her fists were tightly clenched, and her face was red, which Emily was really turned on by seeing Remi so riled up. “You bastard.” Remi muttered. “If you two are gonna fight, take it out back so you don’t get everything dirty.” Carol insisted.

Nolan had pushed Asher out in the middle of the room to wait for his impending doom that is an angry Remi. “Rem-Remi, look. I am sorry, but we have not seen each other in a few months since you left for D.C. and I-I was just messing with you, okay? That’s just what we do.” Asher tried reasoning with his sister. However, that did not help much because that’s when Remi started charging at Asher, who decided to make a run for it out the front door. As Remi chased Asher around the house and to the back yard, everyone that was left in the house had all came out onto the patio to watch the scene. “So, uh… You two are okay with letting them fight it out?” Morgan asked Carol as they all looked on. “Since we have a total of 12 kids and Remi being the youngest and the only girl, we let them figure out their issues/problems that they have with each other on their own. Sometimes, depending on the situation, they fight it out and if the fights get way to out of hand, that’s when we have to intervene.” Carol explained, earning understanding nods from the team.

Remi had finally managed to tackle Asher in the middle of the yard and ended rolling together for a few seconds. Once they stopped rolling and were both laying in the yard on their backs, they started laughing and Remi had forgiven him. They both got up off the ground and made their way back up to the house. “Hey, hey… Both of you, shoes off before going inside the house. And take a shower after showing your team where they will be staying, Remington.” Joseph, Remi’s dad, ordered. After Asher and Remi kicked off their shoes, they had both followed everyone back inside the house. Remi went to grab her bags by the front door before turning to face the team to decide where everyone would be staying. “Okay, so I’ve thought about how the sleeping arrangements will be until Will, Henry, Jack and my doggo, Louisa, get here. So, until then, I have a double bed that has a mattress in my old room that is set up so JJ, Penelope and Emily can stay in there with me. You three ladies can borrow some of my old clothes and a pair of boots if needed. Uh, Hotch… You can stay in Asher and Eli’s old room. Rossi, you can stay in Sawyer’s old room. Derek, you can stay in Ryker’s old room and Spencer, you can stay Dallas’s old room.” Remi decided.

Hotch and the team all came over and grabbed their bags from the entryway and followed Remi upstairs to the rooms. Once Remi showed the men to their rooms, she then led Emily, JJ and Penelope to her old room that was down at the end of the hallway. “Okay, here we are. Oh, and about that secret that I had mentioned about earlier.” She paused as she worked on picking the lock to her bedroom door. “Ha, there we go, got it.” She chuckled, standing back up and turning towards the 3 women. “I-I finally got the lock picked… Anyway, the reason why I had said that I would show you ladies that secret of mine is because, well…. Come in and see for yourselves.” Remi suggested with a smirk, opening the door, and walking into the room. Emily, JJ, and Penelope followed her into the room a bit cautiously; not knowing what to expect exactly. When they took in some of the contents that were hanging on the wall nearest to the doorway, they were not expecting what they were looking at. “Oh wow. This is your secret, Remi? A collection of awards, newspaper clippings, plaques, ribbons, pictures and big trophies?” JJ asked. “Well, sort of…” Remi trailed off.

“What do you mean ‘sort of’?” Emily asked, confused. Penelope gasped after reading one of the many framed newspaper clippings on the wall, her gasp scaring Emily and JJ. “If you looked closely at the stuff on the wall, and I am quite sure that Penelope hit the jackpot on what my secret is, you would’ve read that I’m a two-time world record holder for bull riding. And before you ask what I mean when I said ‘two-time’, the first time that I broke the world record for bull riding was when I was 25 and the second time was when I was 29 and broke my first record time.” Remi explained to her female coworkers. JJ, Emily, and Penelope were all standing there in her room, starring at her with their mouths agape, as they tried to take in the information they were just told. “I’m also one of the top 5 best rodeo riders in the world.” Remi had finished explaining.

“I have a question to ask, and they probably do as well. Anyway, I could not help but notice this newspaper article of yours that is about Saddle Bronc Riding. What is that exactly?” Penelope asked, pointing at the article on the wall. “Saddle Bronc Riding is, in a way, sort of like bull riding yet it’s not. Bull riding is where you are obviously on a bucking bull, where as Saddle Bronc Riding is where you are on a bucking horse, or a bronc horse, earning the name Saddle Bronc Riding. However, there’s also Bareback Bronc Riding which I personally think is more difficult then the other.” Remi chuckled. “That’s interesting and awesome.” Penelope and JJ laughed. “And fucking hot.” Emily admitted aloud, silencing the room for a few seconds before Penelope and JJ started laughing again and making Remi blush a deep red and become bashful.

“That’s why my files are classified and why you couldn’t find any information on me or hack into my said files. Or even do a simple background check on me, Miss Penelope.” Remi laughed as she picked up her go-bag off the floor and putting it onto the cot bed. “How’d you know that I did that? Oh, and have you met any famous people?” The bubbly tech genius laughed as well as the other three women. “Honestly, I did not until you just admitted to doing so, but I did have my suspicions though. And yes, I have actually.” Remi laughed as she grabbed some clean clothes out of her bag before turning around to face Penelope. “Who all have you met, Remi?” Emily asked, setting her bags by the cot bed. “I have met George Strait a few times.” She smiled, then excused herself so she could go and shower before going to bed.

After Remi had left the room to go and shower, Emily, JJ and Penelope had all changed into their pajamas for bed. When Emily had finished changing her clothes, she turned to face Penelope and JJ and sat down on the cot bed. “Why do you the two of you get the king-sized bed for?” She asked quietly. “Because we got to the bed before you did. Plus, you need to get a move on with the whole crush on Remi situation. And yes, that means sleeping in the same bed with her if that’s what it’s gonna take.” JJ whispered. After about 20 minutes or so and after everyone got ready for bed, Remi had returned to her room wearing only a white Calvin Klein sports bra, matching white Calvin Klein’s boy short underwear with only the waistband showing and gray sweatpants that rode a bit low on her hips. Her hair was damp and askew from her somewhat drying her hair with a towel. Emily was still sitting on the cot bed while JJ and Penelope had already gotten comfortable in the king size bed.

Remi started to chuckle as she took in the state of the two in the king size bed. “I see that you two already made yourselves comfortable.” She laughed. “Well, it is pretty comfy.” Penelope laughed as well as JJ and Emily. Remi turned her attention back to her belongings that were still on the cot bed and moved them off the bed, setting them down in front of her closet. When she turned back to face Emily, she noticed that the raven-haired beauty was gawking at her and she smirked. “See somethin’ you like, Prentiss?” She asked as she moved a bit closer to Emily. “And if I do, are you gonna do something about it?” Emily quipped, leaning back onto her elbows on the cot bed. Remi just chuckled and moved to get a pair of socks to put on before getting into bed. “Are you gonna do anything, Remi?” JJ asked, wiggling her eyebrows at the young agent.

Before Remi could do or say anything to JJ, they all heard some whispering coming from the other side of the closed bedroom door. “You’ve gotta be kidding me. Every fucking time I have a girl in my room and the door just so happens to be closed.” Remi muttered, finishing putting her socks on before digging through her closet. “Nice looking ass you got there, Remington. But what are you looking for exactly?” Emily asked, hearing Remi bump her head on something and hearing her murmur a quiet ‘fuck’ under her breathe. “Aha, found it. And must you call me Remington?” Remi laughed as she pulled out her old red whip. “Wait, are you actually going to use that on them?” Penelope asked, sitting up in bed. “Oh, heavens no… You know how bad that would hurt them?” Remi asked. “They’re all scared of my whip. I would never hit anyone OR any animal with it. I only keep it around just to scare my brothers off if they’re buggin’ me.” Remi explained, walking over to her door quietly and made sure that the ladies stayed quiet.

Remi opened her door and shouted ‘HEY’ at Colten, Oliver and Nolan who were eavesdropping on their sister and her female coworkers. The three boys took notice of the red leather whip that was in her hand and started to run back down the hallway and down the stairs as well. Remi started to laugh as she went back into her bedroom and closed the door. “Oh man. That was great and tickles me every time.” She smiled, walking back over to her closet, and putting her whip back in its place. “Hey Remi.” Penelope spoke up. “Yes?” “What is that on your inner left bicep?” She asked curiously. Remi lifted her left arm to see what the tech genius was talking about. “Oh, that’s just my birthmark.” She explained, yawning, and stretching her arms above her head. “I think it’s time for us to get some shut eye.

Remi crawled onto the other side of the cot bed furthest away from the door since Emily already made herself comfortable. They all said their good nights to each other before drifting off into much needed sleep around 10 p.m.. Sometime around midnight, Remi had woken up because she had to go to the bathroom but had realized that she could not get up out of bed. “Uh, Emily?” She whispered. “Emily…” She whispered again but harshly this time. When the raven-haired beauty did not respond or make any attempt at moving off her, Remi decided to fix the problem herself. In one quick motion, Remi thought her plan would go smoothly as she wanted it to. And boy, was she wrong about that. She was hoping that she could smoothly roll Emily off her just enough for her to quickly jump up off the bed. However, when Remi had managed to roll Emily off her and back to her side of the cot, Emily started to wake up when Remi had her hips straddled with her knees and both of Remi’s hands on either side of her head.

“Uh, hi.” Remi whispered nervously. “If we’re going to do this, Remi, we’re going to have to be fast and quiet.” Emily whispered, grinning up at Remi. “As much as I would love that right now, we can’t. Plus, you were sleeping on top of me, and I have to pee.” Remi chuckled, getting off Emily and making her way to the bathroom. Once she came back to her room, she closed the door and then crawled back into bed to go back to sleep. “Night, Em.” She whispered. Emily smiled sleepily at the nickname that she used. “Night, Remi.” Emily took in her coworker’s sleeping figure and absolutely wanted to devour every inch of her and to be devoured and loved by her as well. But she knew that it was not the time or place to do that. Around 4 a.m., Remi’s alarm on her phone started to go off, waking up the young agent. She hurried to grab her phone to turn off the alarm so it would not wake up the other 3 women.

Once she got the alarm turned off, Remi carefully got out of bed and started to get dressed before leaving the bedroom, trying not to wake up her sleeping coworkers. As she made her way downstairs to get something to drink and to do a few morning stretches, she noticed all 11 of her brothers cuddled up together in the living room, chuckling to herself. Remi put on a pair of her old cowboy boots that she wears for whenever she’s home and works on the farm, grabs a few trays with a bunch of egg cartons on them and she heads out to collect eggs to make breakfast for everyone. About 2 and a half hours later, around 6:30 a.m. or so, Remi was relieved that she was finished with cleaning the chicken coop, feeding the chickens, and collecting eggs for breakfast for everyone. Grabbing the trays of filled egg cartons, she heads back to the house to start making some food. Remi kicks off her boots on the patio before entering the house and was greeted by a few of her brothers, Hotch, Rossi and Spencer awake and sitting at the island in the kitchen.

“Good mornin’, carbon-based lifeforms.” Remi greeted, earning some groans from Spencer and Rossi. “Well okay then. I got some eggs to make for breakfast if y’all are hungry.” Remi offered, watching Reid, Hotch and Rossi perk up at the mention of food. “Got any coffee?” Hotch asked. “Pfft, who do you think I am!?” Remi and Hotch laughed. “Yeah, it’s over there on the counter.” She pointed out. The rest of the team, Remi’s brothers and her parents started to wake up and make their ways downstairs to the kitchen and out of the living room for some food and coffee. Everyone got a plate of food and some coffee before sitting around the kitchen and living room and enjoying a nice, hot meal together. After a while when everyone was finished and just sitting around talking and drinking coffee, Sawyer spoke up from his seat on the couch. “So, Remi.” He paused, taking a sip of his coffee. “What, Sawyer?” She called out as she was filling up her coffee mug.

“When are you gonna make your move?” He asked, everyone else also chiming in. “What move?” Emily asked confused. Everyone, including Remi’s parents, were smiling at Remi, and waiting for her to say something. Remi came into view of everyone from the kitchen, looking like a nervous wreck. “Uh…” She cleared her throat. “We can do it now if that’s alright with everyone.” She suggested, getting a ‘yes’ from everyone except for Emily. Emily was sitting at the island along with JJ and Penelope while the rest of the team and Remi’s brothers were sitting around on the 2 sectionals in the living room. Remi came over and stood in front of Emily with something behind her back. “You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?” Emily asked, making everyone laugh. “No, I’m not gonna kill you… I have a surprise for you though. Well, technically two surprises. Anyway, these are for you.” Remi smiled, revealing a bouquet of beautiful red roses, and handed them to Emily. “Oh my gosh, these are gorgeous flowers, Remi. Thank you.” Emily smiled.

It was still noticeable that the raven-haired beauty was still confused on what the second surprise was going to be. Remi smiled, offering her hand to Emily. “C’mere. I still have that second surprise for you.” Emily took her hand and followed her over to the grand piano that was in the den. There was also a violin, a drum set and an acoustic guitar that were also set up in the den as well. Remi had motioned to Harris, Elijah, and Wyatt to come over as well. Remi had pulled out the piano bench and had let Emily sit down first before sitting down next to her. Once the three boys were ready for Remi’s cue, she had slightly turned to face Emily before they started playing. “Emily, I’ve had the biggest crush on you ever since the moment we had officially met the moment you had accidently spilled your ridiculously hot coffee all over my shirt on my first day at the BAU.” Remi explained, laughing at the memory. She turned her body back to face the piano. “Emily Prentiss, this song is for you.” Remi smiled.

(Cue Song)

(Harris plays violin; Elijah plays drums; Wyatt plays guitar; Remi obviously sings/plays piano)

You don’t have to go now, honey

Call and tell ‘em you won’t be in today

Baby, there ain’t nothin’ at the office

So important it can’t wait

I’m thankful for the weekend

But two days in heaven just ain’t gonna do

This is gonna take forever, darlin’

Girl, I just got started lovin’ you

What’s the point in fightin’ what we’re feelin’

We both know we’ll never win

Ain’t this what we’re missin’

Let’s just stop all this resistin’ and give in

Let me wrap my arms around you

You know you don’t want to leave this room

Come back and let me hold you, darlin’

Girl, I just got started lovin’ you

Everyone, especially Emily, were all enjoying hearing Remi and her brothers sing and play the song. They’re also relieved that Remi finally had told Emily how she felt about her and was finally doing something about it.

What can I say, I’ve never felt this way

Girl, you’re like a dream come true

After all the love we’ve made

It sure would be a shame

If we let this moment end so soon

So won’t you lay back down beside me

Girl, just like I know you’re wantin’ to

Trust me when I tell you, darlin’

Girl, I just got started lovin’ you

I ain’t gonna stop

Oh yeah

What can I say, I’ve never felt this way

Girl, you’re like a dream come true

After all the love we’ve made

It sure would be a shame

If we let this moment end so soon

I’m thankful for the weekend

But two days in heaven just ain’t gonna do

This is gonna take forever, darlin’

Girl, I just got started lovin’ you

Come back and let me hold you, darlin’

Girl, I just got started lovin’ you

Gonna hang out all week long

Laughing, loving, kissing, hugging baby

After they finished the song, Remi turned herself so that she’s facing Emily and her cheeks started to turn pink as well as the tips of her ears. “So, will you be my girlfriend, Emily?” She asked bashfully. “Yes, I would love to be your girlfriend and it’s about time you asked.” Emily laughed as well as everyone else. Remi beamed, cupping Emily’s face in her hands and leaning forward a bit to kiss her sweetly. Everyone started to cheer, and Penelope decided to shout, “ABOUT TIME!!!” The new couple broke apart from each other and started laughing at Penelope’s excitement when she shouted. Remi and Emily had both stood up from the piano and moved so Remi could put the bench back where it was before exiting the den. They stopped in front of the team when Hotch spoke up. “You both do realize that you’re going to have to go Strauss and tell her, right?” Hotch asked in all seriousness. “Yeah, about that. She already knows.” Remi smirked. “How does she already know about you two getting together?” Hotch asked, clearly confused as his eyebrows furrowed together as everyone else’s did too.

“Remember that rare sighting of Strauss smiling and being nice to me last week?” Remi asked. “Yeah.” Rossi spoke up. “That’s because she had pulled me into her office and asked when I was going to ask Emily out. And how do y’all think we got 2 weeks of paid vacation time to spend here in Nashville after the case?” Remi chuckled, receiving shocked looks from everyone including Hotch. “For some odd reason, Strauss actually likes me. I don’t know why though.” Remi paused. “And don’t get any ideas about having me asking her for more paid vacations… MORGAN.” Hotch and Rossi laughed, watching Derek putting his hands up in surrender.

It was around 8:30/9:00 a.m. when there was a knock at the front door. “I’ll get it.” Colten said, getting up from his spot on one of the sectionals. Everyone else was just sitting around together enjoying each other’s company for the time being. Remi and Emily were sitting together on a couple bar stools at the island in the kitchen. “You know, the way that you’re sitting right now is giving me the perfect view down the front of your shirt.” Remi grinned happily, making Emily blush a little bit. “See anything you like!?” Emily asked teasingly. “Oh, very much so.” Remi played along, leaning into kiss Emily. Before the two could kiss, Colten came back into the living room – there is a big opening that connects the kitchen and living room together – and had a few guests with him. “Hey, look what the cat dragged in.” Colten chuckled, moving out of the way to show everyone that Will, Henry, Jack and Louisa had arrived.

JJ, Hotch and the rest of the team had gotten up off the couch to greet them. “Louisa… Hey sweet girl.” Remi called out as she crouched down so she could greet her dog. Louisa practically ran over and jumped into Remi’s arms and immediately started giving her kisses. “Okay, okay. That’s enough for now. Can you sit?” Remi asked, watching Louisa do what she asked. Remi stood back up and turned to Emily who was smiling at her. “Should I be jealous!?” She asked sarcastically. Remi rolled her eyes at her girlfriend with a smirk. “Emily and the rest of the team, this is my 2-year-old German Shepard, Louisa… Louisa, this is my team that I told you about and this is Emily.” Remi said. “Louisa, can you say hi to everyone?” Louisa barked and nudged Emily’s leg with her paw. “She wants you to shake.” Remi smiled.

“Hi, Louisa. I’m Emily… I’m your mom’s girlfriend and coworker.” The raven-haired beauty smiled, shaking the dog’s paw. As Louisa made her way around the room to each team member – also including Jack, Henry and Will – to shake hand and paw, Will looked between Remi and Emily before turning to JJ. “Wait, girlfriend?” He asked, earning a nod from everyone. “About time the two of you finally got together.” He laughed.

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