#yellow wrote sorry 💛

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

if you still do them, is it okay you do like one shots with ROTTMNT boys and a little sibling reader?

but here’s the thing, the reader is a little pink gecko with yellow spots, they’re around 10 or 9 years old and can run just as fast as sonic the hedgehog and basically have the energy of a golden retriever, they’re like a tiny dragon and it’s adorable yet SO. FREAKING. EXHAUSTING!!

❝ pink bubbles and banana laffy taffy!! ❞

₊˚꒰🥞꒱‧ — 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠!𝐠𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

｡˚ 𓂋 🍋﹒✦﹒✿ ˚

❝l ɑׁׅ֮/ꪀׁׅ : okay i had to squeeze this one out because OHMIGOSH it is SO. CUTE!!!! i literally got soso excited when i read this because how did you know i'm legitimately obsessed with geckos?! 😭 i literally downloaded picsart to make that collage and wrote this in the span of a day or two because i got so excited aausghshdh !! fluffybun24, fluffy, darlin'. grips your shoulders and brushes your cheek tenderly. thank you. also, i'm just now realizing you asked for one shots after the fact ajsjjhd I AM SO SORRY I DIDN'T REALIZE UNTIL AFTER RE-READING IT after writing this whole thing out XD DX but foremost, i must tell you that i mostly do my fandom writing in headcanon/reaction formats !! :(( one shot(s) aren't really my forte . . . albeit, i do hope this is just as good !! o7

(honorable mention: @agentturtlecupcake *HARSHLY NUDGES YOU* HEY. HEY LOOK. LOOKLOOKLOOOKLOKKOKLOKOOOKKLLOOOOOOOK. IT'S the, k-KID-🩷💛)

˙🍋 ̟ !! ─ oh my goodness me, you are the simultaneous love and light, the bane and exhaustion, of everyone's respective lives.

don't get me wrong, your family absolutely adores you!!

especially since you're :(( the baby :(( aww :(((

it just, kinda freaks everyone thafuq OUT when you zip and zoom and flash everywhere

just. a maniacal streak of pink and yellow.

they don't know peace because of you. (affectionate!)

like they will be mindin' their whole business in its entirety and here you come

"*walks into the main living room* heeeeeyy, anybody seen my jupiter jim issue— [*nyooom!*] SWEET MOTHER OF G O D–"

it's not like you ever have ill intentions, tho 🥹 so it's okay.

"they're cute so it's okay!" — all of your siblings at one point, probably

while they do accept your golden retriever tendencies, it be givin' them gray hairs fr 💀✋

especially because you're so f a s t

you're there one moment then next thing they know you're halfway across the entire lair, tittering and chirping happily away.

˙🍋 ̟ !! ─ so, over the course of your life, they've all developed their own designated role when keeping up with you:

raph . . .

being the oldest definitely feels the most responsible for you and acts on it! he himself has developed a sixth sense for when you zoom by and can catch you with (relative) ease every time, and has definitely saved your butt from like. accidentally crashing into a wall or smth sjsjsj

but big bubba can't prevent everything :\ so you have gotten some owies !!

but you can always count on him to be there to help you feel better.

he's your biggest bro 🥹 he always makes you feel better.

but i imagine u're also a maniacal little shit (*cough* thanks leo *COUGH*)

so sometimes you just, str8 up run away from him like ACTIVELY escape his grasp

it deffo takes some effort 😮‍💨 (petition : #saveraphfromhissiblings /lh)

"[NAME]?! Get back here, you little speed monster!!"

*cue toiny baby gecko squealing and The Daily Chase commencement*

oh yeah. it's a daily occurrence.

you stress him out 🤣😭 but it's okay. :))

(after catching you in his hands, holding you up to eye level): "Alright, you little goober. That's enough outta ya today." "But Raaaaph!!"

and then you can't really do anything because raph knows your sweet spot, your little switch, that melts you like putty - a little patch riiiight in the center of your upper back, a well-pressurized scritch is all it takes really, and oh. there we go. down for a nap !

however you simply must have your grand rebellion moments and give him arm gummy bites the entire time but he's the just personification of "😇😌"

ain't no doubting he loves you tho. adores you, really; your bright bubbliness is what makes him smile most days, and even tho your energy is a bit much for him to keep up with, and he'd really like it if you stopped fighting him for afternoon naps sometimes, i don't think he'd change it for the world.

leo . . .

is one who's fairly on par with your hyperactivity, so he's the one we all turn to when your excitement is bubbling over into something a liiiiittle too much :'))

playing tag when you're zooming to and fro is one of you guys' favorites.

but sometimes he doesn't play fair and uses his odachi to teleport >:((

and if you get genuinely upset, he just scoops you up and blows raspberries on your soft lil tummy.

he's the only one who can wear you out so he's an essential part of everyone's lives asksksjd

but bc of this

HE PROBABLY USES YOU AS COLLATERAL TO GET THINGS HE WANTS I'M NOT EVEN PLAYIN

"LEO!!! Ugghhghhh, can you please handle them?!"

"Mmmhmmmmmmm....."

"L E O ಠಗಠ! For the last time, you are NOT choosing for movie night tonight and the kind of pizza!! You've had it all week!!!"

"Ohh, suddenly I have no capability for one very specific baby cotton candy-banana pudding gecko..... Shame. Woeful, horrible, terrible, shame—"

"LEO!!!"

he's a jerk, but he's highkey your idol and he would give the entire world for you in a heartbeat, so :))

donnie . . .

acts like your hyperactivity is an inconvenience...... but in reality, he doesn't mind it.

(only when it compromises his tech. you've only had one to two incidents involving his lab before permanent damage control was done and it's been this way ever since. 😭✋)

sure, sometimes your wild nature can make him cringe on bad days, but what's a sibling if they don't get tired of your antics once every while?

it's healthy development !!

plus. he himself has his moments where his lowkey descent into madness shows its peak, so he can't really talk.

you've all got your quirks, y'know? (/ref)

in truth he accepts it as a part of you, and he loves all of you - i mean c'mon, you're his baby sibling.

and even tho he doesn't openly admit it nearly as much as the rest of your family - he really does think you're adorable.

and in more truth: donnie takes care of you a lot. like- as soon as you started showing signs of your speediness and just-consumed-five-bags-of-candy excitement levels, he completely baby proofed the lair 😭

and you can't tell me he didn't know you'd possess those superhuman levels of speed bro you CAN'T

that man is a scientist and he leaves no stone unturned, especially when it comes to his family.

he has you microchipped too sjjsjdh

[ i just thought of this just now, actually: he and leo are a team when it comes down to your genetics/biological health. donnie researches with his stem-augmented brain and studies your dna down to the very microfiber; leo adapts with his medical affinities to make sure you're the healthiest little gecko mutant kiddo you can be. <3 ]

WE MAY HAVE MADE FUN OF HIM AT THE MOMENT, because how much harm can one baby gecko do Donnie you silly fool honhonhonhon BUT HE'S THE ONLY 👏 ONE 👏 WHO CAME IN CLUTCH.

very much "who's laughing now?"

certainly donnie. my bet's on donnie.

"THEY ALL LAUGHED. THEY CALLED ME A SILLY FOOL. BUT FEAST YOUR EYES, BRETHREN. EATETH THY WORDS!!" "..... Raphie! Bonbon's doin' that crazy scientist shtick again!!" "[NAME]. >:("

on another note, i feel donnie would extend that branch of 'baby-proofing' and relate it to the gift he created for you. [ ref: s1/ep2 — "donnie's gifts" ]

maybe it was something like . . . a malleable sludge, some sort of putty, that melded perfectly over your legs whenever you were starting to get too speedy.

you were initially excited over the cute little metal band anklets gifted to you by your older brother, buuut once it activated .... :((

it made you big sads. :((

being a little speedykins was your most defining trait !! why would donbon try to take that away from you?? :(( donnie :((( donbon why :(((

.... what you don't know, (and me either tbh, we never got that 'explanation' from the inventor himself), is that donnie made it with your specs in mind.

geckos are able to climb vertical surfaces (with some exceptions of course, but for the most part !!) — when activated, those little "putty bands" would've aided in that.

because donnie knows how much you love to run around, especially climbing up the walls, but you can't stick up there forever.

was it made to simultaneously slow your ass down? yes. 🤣😭

(he's only one man what do you want from the poor guy ☠✋ your drive by's were enough to send him into cardiac arrest every time)

...... was it made to adhere to nearly any and every surface texture known to man & mutant kind? for an unprecedented amount of time? with the intentions of you having so much fun with it? also yes.

was it made with intricate care and with, overall, your best interests at heart?

yes.

but after the whole ordeal, he really did mean it when he says you're great just the way you are. :))

in your calmer moments, he likes to have you wrap around his shoulders like a fashion designer scarf and taps at your cute little tail, half as a stim, half as a gesture of affection, while he's in the lab focusing on his latest project

or even just. vibing. y'all are primetime vibey.

he finds your weight comforting. like a tiny weighted pillow.

and he'll never admit that he feels his heart nearly burst with love and pure fondness when you yourself happily curl up into your brother and fall asleep there, cooing softly into his ear.

he built a little comfort bed/pillow extension for you in his battle shell for such occasions <3

but he prefers the sibling cuddles without his shell on.

he trusts you, after all.

(i will never financially recover from this aksjddh SOBBING)

mikey . . .

is exceptionally good at matching all of your moods: your bubbly hyperactivity and bringing you to a calmer, serene state !!

how does he do it. 🧍

he catches you in his arms and strokes/scratches your back to calm you down, and it works like a charm every time !

he never has to use dr. delicate touch on you. despite being the closest in age, surprisingly, you listen to mikey very well !

call it survivor's intuition 🫠 orrrr just the fact that you and mikey are very close and in-tune with one another,

whenever he calls it quits for you - no matter how much you might whine and pout - you genuinely do tone it down.

i know i said this for leo too but i feel like mikey just has that magic touch. yenno?

no pun intended. ha.

but en ee wayz !! yusssss, mikey and [name] are the cutest little goobers.

y'all deffo get roped together being the "babies" of the family,

and despite mikey wanting to outfit that mold — mostly by means of appeasing to raph's overprotective tendencies — he babies you a bit too !!

you like to poke fun. you're observant, clever little thing. you call mikey out on it, going so far as to call him a hypocrite,

and whether you guys have a serious discussion or not is completely up to you !

but for the time being he just pets your head and affectionately tells you to hush, and keeps right on babying you.

he likes being your older brother !! so sue him !!

dynamics change the older you guys get =] so who knows what the future has in store?

you're one of his favorite muses. your color palette never fails to strike inspiration within him 🎨✨

when he catches your pink n' yellow blur in passing, he can come up with an entire idea for murals to tag around, don't play w him

he likes to do body paint on you too !! :))

(completely safe + free of harmful chemicals wbk)

probably makes flowers out of your polka dots (he definitely calls them that) or connects them to make a bigger picture.

he made an entire field of flowers and koi fish pond encompassing your back one time and you absolutely loved it.

you'll always be his little muse 💔

"[Nameeee]!!~ C'mere, polka dot! You wanna see if I can make a constellation this time?" "YAY!!!!" "Wait- waitwaitWAITWAIT SLOW DOWN—" [ *cue wii bowling ball strike sound sequence* ]

˙🍋 ̟ !! ─ ahaaa. overall, you're their cute little ball of sunshine. their little sugar carnival. their little pink bubblegum and banana laffy taffy gecko baby! and — while you being.... you, can get just shy of unbearable sometimes, they wouldn't trade you for this world and all the others.

after all, what's a family if you don't accept every part of them? no matter how exhausting it is. <3 you're a handful, but that's why you've got six pairs. and as the years go on, it only grows.

@chachachannah + @sweetparty for the dividers 🩷 @cureqt for the cute emoji combo 💛 & pinterest for the pictures! [the collage is by me!!] 🥰

⟆ ˙🍋 ̟ !! ─ further author notes . . .

™ : as always, susceptible to future editing for grammatical/formatting corrections !!

i absolutely loveddd writing this!! and for the intricacy, this is the quickest i've ever pulled a request-bun fresh from the oven!! :o kudos to you, fluffy! <3 i do hope you like this as much as i did aaaa!! now i've got polka dot gecko sibling brainrot. 🥴 it's true: you never know it's a good idea until it's presented to you !!

a couple of fun facts: "sugar carnival" is a term coined by me, in reference to one of my free verse poems a while back! i, also, consider myself a sugar carnival being at most times ˶ᵔᗜ ᵔ˶ & i came up with the title on the spot after hearing + envisioning "pink gecko with yellow spots". ideal color combo, criminally underrated. fluffy your brain deserves a pedestal and i will personally create it for you with my bare hands.✋🩷💛

╰┈➤ tues. jan 23, 9:18 pm, '24.

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[slamminslamminmcgill]

Hear me out, Joel quite but rough fucking you while you’re hiding out in a new place (I keep thinking about him with a piss kink but I don’t think I can come up with a scenario where he’d have one, I think he might be an exception🥲)

i wrote a little bit about that first idea here. it’s short but just a couple thoughts abt it

and not to worry brother i got some ideas for joel piss >:3

warning: piss, degradation/humiliation, spit, face slapping, a little bit of intox (alcohol), squirting mention, daddy kink (i feel like that’s just synonymous with me posting joel at all tbh)

anatomical terms: pussy/cunt

there’s 2 main reasons he likes it

1.) messiness - he’s already a fan of sloppy sex, whether it be him spitting on you, blowing a few loads on/in you, or just your makeup running while you’re squirting your fucking brains out, he loves seeing how disheveled he can get you. covering you with piss is another way to do that

2.) degradation - having you so addicted to his cock that you’d do whatever he says no matter how humiliating. and you BET he’s gonna rub it in

“dirty fuckin’ whore. you’ll just let me do anything to you, won’t ya?” SMACK “bet i could piss all over this pretty face, and you’d like it. prolly beg me for more, even.”

he says that in jest, but when you’re receptive to it, he’s pleasantly surprised.

“oh shit, for real? goddamn. knew you were a freaky bitch.”

he is NOT properly hydrated sorry. his piss is yellow and strong welcome to flavortown. he likes making you drink it if you can. but if you can’t he’ll be nice and just give you a hot golden shower 💛 how sweet of him

orrrr he’ll just stick his cock down your throat and piss like that. you won’t have to taste it if it completely bypasses your tongue hehe

if you ARE able to handle the taste, he’ll give you a mouthful and hold your jaw open so he can spit into it. then he’ll say

“flush it down, slut.”

loves praising you after, but ofc it’s backhanded compliments. he knows you need positive reinforcement, but he can’t have you getting too full of yourself.

“good boy. such a good little pisspig for your daddy, aren’t’cha, boy? nasty little cunt, drinkin’ all his daddy’s piss like that. ‘m proud of ya.”

he wants to try going a full day where every time he has to piss, he does it in your mouth. daddy needs to keep his baby hydrated 🥰

OOOOO WHAT IF WHAT IF what if y’all are both shitfaced drunk and you’re fucking in the shower. he’s got you bent over, his cock buried to the hilt in your pussy, and he just. goes still.

you look back over your shoulder at him, “joel? what’re you-?”

“shhh,” he grabs you by the hair and smushes your face into the wet tile wall, “don’t fuckin’ move.”

he doesn’t say any more than that. you’re left wondering what the he’ll he means by that, until you feel heat swelling inside you, filling you up and putting pressure on your cunt from the inside out.

you gasp and shake when you realize what he’s doing, “a-ah! joel! joel, that’s-“

he just squeezes your hips tighter against him, “told you not to fuckin’ move.” he lets out a deep sigh as he empties his bladder inside you. “s’okay, babe. daddy’s almost done…”

by the time he finishes, you feel like you’re about to burst, you’re so full. then he slowly withdraws his hips, and all that heat comes rushing out of you. it’s such a sweet relief, it has you drooling down the shower wall. and it makes your cunt so slick and slippery when he fucks the rest out of you

ofc he’ll wash you off after. lots of hugs and kisses and REAL praise to thank you for indulging him 🥹

“good job, sweetheart. did so good for me. let’s get you cleaned up now, alright?”

#piss kink #anon #ask #tlou #tlou x reader #tlou smut #the last of us #the last of us x reader #the last of us smut #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #joel miller imagine #joel miller headcanon

[not-magdi]

hi, one where the reader is a singer, and she composes a song for Gavi ( yellow-coldplay) and he reacts to it, thanks<3

Our Song

I know how to add the song now !

your_username

Liked by pablogavi, selenagomez, spotify and 893.634 others

your_username Ok sooo, I did something there ... 💛

tagged: pablogavi

selenagomez: I would like to add that she stole MY tone studio for that.

⎜your_username: I'm sorry but yours has comfier chairs than mine 🥺

pablogavi: 💛💛

nightsread: HAHAH not Y/N stealing Selenas studio

lemonhoneypie: I swear if these two don't sit at the same table at the Grammys again I'm gonna cry

⎜liked by your_username

y/nandpablostan: She tagged Pablo, you think she wrote the song for him?

⎜dreamy-cupcake: OMG that would be sooo cute !!

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After three months of hard work and many nights at the tone studio, your new single, 'Yellow', is finally done. 

Usually, you wouldn't need that much time for one song, but this one has a special place in your heart. It's about your boyfriend, Pablo. You have been together for two years now, and your love for him has only grown.  

Pablo does anything for you. Nothing is too complicated or too expensive for him. As long as you're happy, he's happy.

You wanted to give something back to him, something that shows your love and appreciation for him. Finding the perfect present or gesture was difficult. You searched for weeks until you stumbled over an old picture of you two. 

The story behind it inspired you to write something that came deep from your heart. 

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Currently you are sitting in your studio waiting for Pablo to come by. He had training today, but you wanted to let him hear it first, before publishing it. 

 You always ask him to listen to your songs before everybody else. So he didn't think about it that much when he knocked on your studio door. 

"Amor, I'm here!"  

Standing up from your seat, you rush to the door to open it, immediately falling into his arms. 

"HELLO, I'm so glad you're here. Come in, come in, come in!"

Laughing at your excitement, he let you drag himself into your studio. After you sat him down in one of the chairs, you felt his hands grabbing your waist, pulling you into him.  

"What got you so excited, cariño?"

You blushed at his question, hiding your face in his neck. You were nervous about his reaction. You shouldn't be. That boy loves you with his whole heart, but you still feel butterflies in your stomach. 

"Nothing, just excited to show you my song."

"Well then, let me hear it." 

Taking a deep breath, you loosen yourself out of Pablo's embrace and go to your equipment. You look back at him before you press play, and the sound of guitars fills the room. 

-Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And everything you do

Yeah, they were all yellow

...

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Flashback 

You and Pablo confessed your feelings for each other at Pablo's 17th Birthday party. After everybody left, and it was only the two of you, you sneaked out and climbed on top of his parents' garage.  

The garage had a flat roof, so you could lay there and watch the stars at night. It was something special between you two, climbing up here and watching the stars together.  

You first found him there after a fight with his parents, hugging his knees and sobbing into them. You stayed with him and comforted him until it was dark and the stars lightened up the sky.  

So, of course, after his party, you were sneaking up there after his parents went to bed. Cuddled up under a big blanket. 

"I want to give you my last birthday present."

"Oh, you still have a gift? You already gave me so much." 

"I know, but I wanted to give you something special between us. Close your eyes."

Taking a deep breath, you look at his features in the moonlight and how his lashes touch his rosy cheeks. You grab his cheek with a feather-light touch and brush your lips against his.  

You thought he would turn away immediately, but he grabbed your cheeks and deepened the kiss after a few seconds.  

Having to stop because your lungs started to burn from the lack of air, you look at each other with bright red cheeks and pure love and adoration in your eyes. 

Giggling shyly, you cuddle yourself deeper into him, hiding your face in his neck.

"I really, really like you Pabs. Like so much." You whisper into his neck. 

"You have no idea how happy I am right now! I really like you too!" You feel his arms tightening around you and his lips kissing your head.  

Unbeknownst to you, his parents were watching the whole scene in awe. His Mum, taking a photo of you two with her old Polaroid camera, snuggled together, watching the stars.

The next morning, you found the picture on Pablo's bedside table. And since that day, it's always with you.  

Flashback end  

The song comes to an end the whole time you haven't dared to look at him, scared of his reaction. 

Now, you slowly turn around, seeing your boy sitting there completely frozen, mouth agape, tears streaming down his face. 

"Oh, Amor, don't cry. You're making me cry too."

Rushing out of your seat, you crash into his arms, holding each other tight. You dry his tears by kissing them away, each and every one of them. 

Sniffing, Pablo looks down at you, kissing your lips as passionately as he can. 

"I love you so much, Amor. I hope it lasts forever."

"I know it will" 

-And you know, you know I love you so 

You know I love you so 

...

#pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi oneshot #pablo gavi x you #gavi x reader #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi #gavi x you

[unknownteapot]

NO WAY YOU NAMED THE GREEK HOTEL IN THE SARAH CHRIST FIC 'YELLOW FLOWER' YOU SNEAKY SNEAK

I re-read it for the third time just now and decided to type the hotel name into Google because every time I read it in my head I was like I'm probably pronouncing in wrong. Now I'm spiralling because is this a reference to the other fanfic you wrote? Is this a reincarnation of amangela in "another time in a field of yellow flowers"? I need to know. I need answers.

(I'm sorry for the long rant. I'm a fan, okay? Sue me.)

(Jk don't I'm broke.)

'YOU SNEAKY SNEAK' i'm cryinggggg, anon <3

okay. yes. u got me :)

i'm genuinely very surprised someone picked up on that, you dont understand how accomplished this makes me feel as a writer, so thank you for that <3 yes i did put it in as a little reference, just as a fun little thing- who knows, maybe it's an alternate universe of them :,)

thanks again for noticing, this really made my day 💛

#ask q #an angel in neon blue #amangela fic #amangela #amanda lehan canto #angela giarratana #sarah christ #sarah christ x creekside killer!angela

[kinnbig]

tagged by @kissporsche and @aikinn thank you ✨

fave colour: yellow or pastel pink 💛🌸

currently reading: omgg technically less by andrew sean greer but i started it in august before the dissertation dread kicked in and still haven’t finished it :( which sucks cause it’s good

last song: lil nas x tales of dominica (one of my favourites from this album! also one of my favourites in general)

last series: the eclipse finale! it was pretty good!

last movie: i genuinely don’t remember the last time i watched a movie lol

currently working on: my gd dissertation… i don’t even want a masters any more at this point i’m so done 😭 this shit is never ending.

…perhaps it would be ending faster if i wasn’t also actively working on multiple fanfics lol:

huuge fic lovingly working-titled ‘the Big-centric pain and sadness compilation’ - canon-compliant Big and Ken backstory spanning from several years pre-canon up to the events of episode 10. ft lots of pining and manipulation and kind of fucked up smut (rated E, 10+ chapters, first chapter nearly ready to post (and multiple completely random chapters complete… why was chapter 7 the first one I wrote?!))

multi-chapter third part to my RamKing series ‘silence and patience’ which is just gonna be several chapters of early relationship fluff and smut and is also basically a KingRam manifesto (rated E, 5 chapters(?), first chapter probably 80% complete)

anOther RamKing fic set in early canon, where bisexual icon King takes his friends to a gay bar and sees Ram flirting with some guy. he can’t believe Ram would give a stranger so much attention but ignore him most of the time and decides the solution is to scare the guy away and aggressively flirt with Ram himself. i’m sure u can guess where it’s going. (rated E, oneshot, 40% complete)

also on the back burner:

BigKen friends with benefits fic (E, oneshot)

some very pre-canon KinnBig smut (E, oneshot)

Porsche and Chay 5+1 - 18-year-old Porsche realises 13-year-old Chay is gay but hasn’t talked to Porsche about it. 5 times where, over the years, Porsche goes out of his way to be the ultimate most supportive ally ever to make sure Chay knows he can tell him, and 1 time Porsche talks to Chay about his own bisexuality. (T, oneshot)

Share 10 different favourite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then tag 10 people 🎥🎬📺:

Big (KinnPorsche)

Ram (the RamKing show/My Engineer)

Shiv Roy (Succession)

Zuko (Avatar: the Last Airbender)

Klaus Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Michelle Mallon (Derry Girls)

Sayid Jarrah (Lost)

Paula Proctor (Crazy Ex Girlfriend)

Eric Effiong (Sex Education)

Ianto Jones (Torchwood) (a throwback to one of my earliest blorbos lmao)

tell me why i immediately forgot every piece of media i’ve ever enjoyed in my life…

i’m doing this quite late (sorry) so i’m not sure who has already done this/been tagged so! If you see this and want to do it then consider yourself tagged

😎✌️

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[filthforfriends]

hey sorry to bother you but i don't get the whole lace thing, maybe because i am uncultured on this topic but what color lace were on Thomas's boots he wore at coachella? and why is it such a big thing, it has a special meaning, the color i mean? also i missed when you wrote about maneskin at coachella, with so many accounts that post so offen sometimes is hard to keep up with everything out there, not your fault, just to explain where i come from with this question.

I’ve already talked about this at length and will not be discussing it any further but this person was very polite so here’s a recap:

Lace code is a way to nonverbally communicate value systems in the punk scene. It has three components: shoes, lacing, lace color

1. Lace code is displayed on combat boots, almost always Doc Martens brand.

2. You have to ladder lace your Docs to signify that your lace color has meaning. To do this you must unlace the criss cross pattern the boots were sold in and relace in a ladder pattern.

3. Here are the important colors:

💛yellow= anti-racist

💜purple= gay pride

❌red= neo-Nazi

⬜️white= white supremacist

American Doc Martens do not sell white laces. The only way you can get them is if you buy certain pairs of all white boots. No boots come with red laces. The only “red” laces they sell are actually burgundy and plaid which is neutral. Unlike Italy and other countries, American Doc Martens don’t have a how to lace your boots page.

All this is so you can’t make their shoes into hate symbology. So if you’re in the U.S. and want to lace your Docs with red or white you’d have to go to a separate store.

Here is Thomas performing at Coachella in white, ladder laced combat boots. He’s worn them since. No I don’t think he’s a white supremacist. However Thomas does fit into the Aryan ideal for beauty. Rock music is rife with blatant racism from David Bowie to Pantera. So if you didn’t know Måneskin and just saw this picture…

I’m sure you’re thinking how was he supposed to know if it’s not a thing in Italy? Something to note is how much Måneskin borrow from the punk scene. Of course it just started as kids who thought a fuck you attitude was cool. When they became world famous adults with an appeal that was founded in the punk, I would have liked them to learn the history.

I don’t blame Thomas. Their styling team however, people who studied the history of rock n’ roll fashion, should have caught this. Maybe they did and didn’t think it mattered because lace code isn’t relevant in Italy.

But they’re an Italian band not American. Coachella is the biggest music festival in the U.S. though. With a publicity team I think it’s fair to expect enough cultural sensitivity to avoid hate symbology. So I’m not calling out Måneskin the band, but rather Måneskin LLC.

One of the reasons this take became so disputed is that Doc Martens website varies between countries. So I got called a liar because people were looking at a different website than me and seeing all the things American Doc Martens doesn’t carry.

[painandpleasure86]

A request! Freddie/Brian + “Are you that red because you’re out of breath or because you’re flustered?” 📝💛

Hello!!! Thanks for the request!! Sorry that it took me a lot of time to do it, I had the event of the blog plus some personal stuff and lack of inspiration. Anyway, I hope you like it!!! I wrote it with all my love.

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Rehearsal there. A time to be prepared to the show. A time of hard work. A time to have fun too, why not?

After rehearsing the first half of the show, Freddie was rehearsing the acoustic intercept with Brian, his lover. They loved to share that time together, it was so relaxing. The public loved that moment of the show too, accompany them with some lighters or singing or even taking photos to immortalize the moment. 

They were in a huge arena, it had a roundy shape and the roof was high. All the normal lights, among the scenario lights, were on and the a/c was on too, it was a hot July day. They could feel the breeze of the a/c on their body.

Freddie was practising a bit his speech to the public. He wanted, not only greet the crowd and say the classic stuff about being happy to be there with them, but also wanted to talk about his relationship with Brian publicly. Gossip magazines and yellow press in general were talking about Freddie’s love life, spreading the rumour that he returned with an ex. The truth was that he remained as friends and even gone out with him and another friends, but that kind of press didn’t give a damn about the truth. They just wanted (and want, let’s be honest) to make money with lies or not confirmed stuff, just because they wanted to have “the exclusive”. So Freddie wanted, with this part of this speech, to say the truth about his love life.

Anyway, Freddie were there with Brian, like if it was the show. Meanwhile, Roger and John were smoking a cigarette and chatting about life while all of this was happening. This part of the rehearsal it was a rest for them and they made the most of it.

“Well people” Freddie started, watching the empty stadium, “today is the day where I want to tell you something. I’m in a relationship, yes, but with him” he added, side hugging Brian.

The roadies acted like the public, cheering them loudly. Their bandmates joined the cheering, when they listened to the roadies. Roger and John knew about it too, so despite they were talking about another stuff, they stopped to cheer their bandmates.

Brian was surprised, he didn’t know how to react. He started to feel a bit flustered and also his cheeks turned rosy red quickly. 

“I… hmmm… ahm….” the guitarist babbled, lost for words.

Freddie stopped to act like if it was the show and watched to Bri’s face. 

“Bri, honey, are you okay?” the singer asked.

Brian continued babbling.

“Are you that red because you’re out of breath or because you’re flustered?” Freddie asked kindly, smiling.

“I-is it… th-that noticeable?” Bri responded, confused, touching his cheeks. He could feel the warmness of his cheeks against his hands.

Freddie nodded.

Brian started to feel more flustered, covering his face with his hands.

Freddie started to laugh.

“Awww darling you look so cute”

“Really Fred…?” Bri asked a bit incredulous, stopping to touch his face to return to his guitar. 

“I’m being honest here love, you know I’m a sappy person when I want to.” Freddie added.

The guitarist couldn’t help but smile. "Okay..." he added, sighing. "If you say so..."

"You should believe more in yourself. You're so pretty, intelligent and smart... you're so talented, you're so kind... and you're so lovely too"

Brian couldn't stop smiling, he wasn't flustered then but he was flattered.

Freddie contemplated Brian’s smile. Freddie loved Brian’s smile. One of his favourites things in the world was Brian’s smile. Loved how his canines popped out. Loved how wide his smile was. Loved how his eyes were shining then. Loved his rosy cheeks. He felt the need to kiss him, he was feeling so much in love with the guitarist.

Freddie got closer to Bri and give him a little smooch on his lips. Brian’s face was redder. Brian’s smile then was wider.

“Clearly, you were flustered” Freddie finished, with a candid smile, ready to continue the rehearsal.

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[robynlilyblack]

Lost Time

Remus Lupin and fem! ravenclaw! reader

Soulmate AU

[Based on this request]

Summary: Remus feared the day he found out his soulmate, but no matter how hard he tries to stay away the string of fate continues to pull him back towards her

Warnings: swearing, kissing, angst, arguments, mentions of food, eating and not eating, drinking, alcohol and sex, slow burn, romance, Remus’ insecurities, scars, blood, nudity, bit of spice but nothing explicit, allusions to sex

A/n: 13.2k words, we know the drill by now I wrote another monster, also you asked for super angst and I delivered, I present to you a mix of fluff, angst, heartbreak, the feels, comedy, basically all the emotions, this has it all! Sorry this too so long, I got very invested and even drew the soulmate tattoos 😅 takes place during and after both have graduated hogwarts 💛

Soulmate rules: on your 18th birthday you receive a tattoo on a symbol that’s linked to your soulmate, the story explains this fuller

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You woke abruptly to some kind of squeal “Holy Rowena someone better be dead or dying!” you pick up your wand as you jolt upwards, pointing it out in front of you, although your eyes were still adjusting so you couldn’t see much for the first few seconds

“Oh sorry” Pandora apologises before eyeing your hand “Y/n why are you pointing a sugar quill at me?” she tilts her head wearing a charmed smile

Your eyebrows knit together looking at her a little confused before you lower your gaze, and sure thing you are pointing a sugar quill at her, you stare at it for a few second before shrugging and starting to munch on it “So…” you lift the covers shuffling out of the bed “Can I assume by the cheer, at…” you glance at the clock “merlin 4am” you let out a prolonged breath “…that you’ve made a break through?” you ask moving over to the mini workshop she was seated at

You and Pandora had been best friends since 1st year, meeting on the train and subsequently assigned as dorm mates, there were two other girls in your dorm but they only lasted a couple months due to your friends’ experiments. You didn’t mind them, if fact you encouraged them and helped on occasion, even transfiguring the two empty beds into a large desk for her to work at. Much like her, you made your own spells but most were for healing, which worked rather well hand in hand as Pandora tended to get into accidents

“Yes!” she says happily, presenting three notebooks, one a forest green, another Carolina blue and the last a sunflower yellow along with three black quills

“Pretty” your hands glaze over the blue notebook “So what do they do?” you were awake now, sitting down on the spare stool next to her face dripping with anticipation

She returns the excitement “You know how we were trying to find a way we could communicate when we’re apart, during the holidays or if we just need the other person?” she hints

You nod your head “Yeah” you agree before looking over the notebooks, your mouth forming an ‘o’ as it clicks “These allow us to write messages to one another?” you look for confirmation

“Yes, the quills are enchanted using a spell I created where only the given user can write in the books…” she smiles funnily “…I did steal some of yours and Reggie’s hair to seal it”

You shake your head giggling “Oh course you did” you say light-heartedly “This is amazing when can we test it?”

She stands picking up the green notebook, quill and a piece of paper “I���m going to send this to Reggie” she says wrapping up the items “Tell him to keep it in his bag with him and we can test it at breakfast later” she picks up her wand “I would stand back last time I tried this I singed my hair”

You back up watching as she mutters a spell, causing the package to float up and start spinning, progressively picking up in pace before disappearing completely with a small shockwave. You smiled as you felt the warmth from the spell hit you, merlin was Pandora awesome now you couldn’t wait until breakfast

“Come on Moons pleeaseee” Sirius pleads like a child as the marauders make their way to great hall

Remus rolls his eyes “For the last time no” he says firmly, for the last week they had been begging for him to let them throw him a party

“Don’t be a downer Moony” James huffs “You only turn 18 once” he reminds him

“Not to mention you might find out who your soulmate is” Peter adds trying help but that only seems to exacerbate his friend’s mood

Soulmates were a wonderful thing, someone destined to be your perfect match, to spend your life with, to have and to hold, of course this wasn’t the case for all. Remus had dreaded the day he turned 18, the day he’d find out which unfortunate soul was bound to him for life, who would get stuck with him, a monster.

“I hope not” he mutters to himself but his friends still heard it

Sirius stops Remus in his tracks “Moons you aren’t still worried about that are ya?” he looks at him in a mild concern, as does his friends, the teasing atmosphere from before forgotten

Remus looks between them “What worried that I’ll…” he looks around “…hurt my soulmate by being a monster, yeah, I’m still a little worried about that Pads” he speaks lower as so only his friends can hear

“Moony you ever thought that maybe having someone would be a good thing?” James tries to convince him

“Good thing?” he looks at them in disbelief “Godric if they haven’t already they’ll be waking up with a werewolf on them…even if they thankful they don’t, I would be condemning them to a life a poverty. I have no chance at getting a job, I’ll be living in my parents run down cottage and once a month they’ll be holed up there while I turn into a monster” he rants starting to breath heavier

Peter places his hand on Remus’ back rubbing circles “Why don’t we drop this for now and get some breakfast?” he suggests, this wasn’t the time nor place for this kind of conversation

“He’s right” James agrees nodding before turning to Sirius “Right Pads?” he eyes his friend

Sirius’ face hardens before he sighs “Yeah…lets’ get moving” he begins walking “Speaking of food I could eat a scabby faced…” he cringes “…scabby faced…what’s the saying again?” he stops looking at Remus whose calmed himself a little

“That’s a Scottish saying” Remus lets out a laugh before tilting his head “I’m welsh” he says slowly, a mild amusement creeping on his face when he sees Sirius looking like he’s connecting dots “Did you not know I was welsh?” he asks to which James barks out a laugh and Peter sniggers

Sirius’ cheeks go a light pink “It’s not like your accent is that strong” he tries to defend it but only confirms the fact he really never realised “Oh fuck off, don’t act like I’m the only one that’s been an idiot” he points between them, walking backwards as they begin to follow “Like the time…opps” he bumps into someone, sending them to the floor “Godric sorry y/n” his eyes widen as he realises it’s you he practically knocked out

“You okay?” Remus steps forward, voice laced with concern, holding out his hand before Sirius can, to which the boys all share looks

You take a moment wincing a little at the impact on the cold stone floor before you look up, meeting Remus’ kind eyes. You didn’t even mind falling down now, not that it meant you got to see him. You’d been crushing on the boy for years, ever since you just so happened to be sitting in the library together during your 4th and his 5th year. At times you felt guilty liking him, but deep down you hoped, wished on every star that he would be your soulmate, it was the only explanation to why you felt so drawn to him.

“Y/n?” Remus repeats titling his head

You shake your head realising you has just been staring at him “Thank you” you say accepting his hand and letting him pull you up

Once you were standing you went for your bag but he was already on it, picking it up and handing it to you “Here” he smiles at you

“Thanks Remus” you say taking the bag and putting it over your shoulder securely

“Sorry about that darlin” Sirius apologises throwing you a wink which makes you giggle and Remus’ jaw clench ever so slightly

“It’s okay” you wave it off before turning to Remus “Your birthday is tomorrow right?” you check although you’d memorised it since you were 14

He nods, the reminder making his mood deflate “Yes, it is” he says softly

“The big one eight” James pops his head over Remus’ shoulder with a grin that makes the sandy haired boy cringe

You giggle at James “I just wanted to check I got it right” you smile brightly “Any plans?” you inquire, but really you wanted to know if you would see him tomorrow, perhaps catch glimpse of his soulmate tattoo if he was comfortable

Remus opens his mouth but Sirius jumps in “We’re throwing a party and you my lovely are invited, bring your friends too, more the merrier to celebrate Moons 18th” he smirks at you while Remus looks mildly alarmed

“Oh really?” your face lights up in a way which makes Remus’ heart flutter, face softening in an instant

Remus nods accepting the fact he is now throwing…sorry getting a party “Yeah we are, our common room tomorrow night” he smiles warmly at you

“Great, I’ll be there…” you begin to walk away before turning back “…Sirius?” you ask warily

“Yeah?” he tilts his head

“Can I talk to you in private for a second?” his eyes widen in surprise as does the others and you miss the way Remus’ eyes dart between you and Sirius nervously

“Sure” he agrees, both of you walking little ways from the other boys “What’s up?” he asks still semi confused

“You said I could bring friends, right?” he nods “I’m sure you have no trouble with me bringing Pandora…” you hesitate “…but would you be okay if I also brought Regulus too?” you look up at him hopefully

Meanwhile down the hall the boys watch the exchange closely “Is she asking him out?” Peter says abruptly

“Nah” James shakes his head before puckering his lips as he watches Sirius nod, lighting up as his hands grasp the upper parts of your arms “Still nah but it’s more like 70-30 now” he cringes looking over at Remus

Remus watched as you happily walked away and Sirius equally as happy headed back towards him “Did she ask you out?” he blurts out when Sirius reaches him and the boys

Sirius just starts chuckling “What if she did?” he poses

“Because…” he looks between his friends “Because she…she…” he panics for a second before seeing the glint in Sirius’ eye “Your fucking with me, aren’t you?”

“Oh yeah” he nods smirking

“What did she want?” Peter asks

Sirius’ smirk softens into a grateful smile “She wanted to check I was comfortable with her inviting Reg to the party”

The boy’s mouths part “That’s so sweet” James says thinking you asking permission was so cute

“You’re alright with that Moons?” Sirius checks

Remus nods “Yeah of course I’m fine with that…not the party in general but seeing you and him in one room will be nice” he notes

“You never know Remus this party could be good…maybe she’ll be your soul…” Sirius starts only to be bitch slapped in the gut by Remus’ bag as he walks by “Fuck moons” he clutches his lower stomach “What you got in that bag…holy mother of merlin…Prongs please help, man down, I repeat man down” he kneels to the floor

You were sat in your usual spot at the Ravenclaw table, waiting for Pandora, as you dug in to your food you looked up to see Regulus walking in with Barty and Evan, smiling at you when he sits down and sending a little wave. You return it, earning another wave from Barty and a distint ‘hello’ from Evan followed by a ‘fuck off’ directed to the Slytherin prefect that scolds him, making you giggle

You feel someone sit next to you “Hey what took you so long?” you ask your friend

“I got an idea for a new spell and had to jot it down before I forgot” she explains as she starts dishing out her own breakfast

You nod smiling as you take another bite of yours “Reg is here, you want to test out the notebooks now?” you were pretty much bouncing up and down on the seat at this point

She smiles “Yes take out your notebook and quill” she instructs, you do as she says reaching into your bag and grabbing them, as does she “Okay” she opens up her yellow one “Watch this” she begins writing on the page

“It doesn’t need ink?” you ask with a stunned smile on your face

She shakes her head “Nope…there” she says as she finishes writing ‘hi this is Pandora the panda’ on the page “Open yours”

You flip over the cover of the book to see her writing in your book as well “Wow” you pick up your quill and start writing just underneath, ‘hello this is Y/n the [your animal]’, looking over at her book as it writes in real time “This is amazing Pans” you shake your head “So your writings yellow and mine is black?” you ask confused as to why yours wasn’t blue like the book

“Yeah I know you like to draw so black is easier for you to work with” she clarifies, your heart warming as she really does think of everything

You give her a side hug before looking over at Regulus, holding up your book as you catch his eye and motioning for him to look at his own, he smiles nodding, reaching down and getting the book out.

You observe his face flashing with awe before he starts chuckling, as he looks back up Pandora mouths ‘write in it with your’ she waves the quill. Your gaze falls to your book as you see green writing appearing, hey x this is Regulus the raccoon, you smile at the page before you start giggling, also a mornin from Barty the bat and a howdy from Evan the elephant

“Pans love can I order one of these” Evan turns around calling out not caring if people hear

Barty joins in holding up two fingers “Make that two, doll…” he trails off hearing something from down the table “Fuck off just because you don’t have cool friends Lastrange…oh yeah? You can shove that detention up your…” he stands up pointing down the table with one hand as he leans on it with the other

“Mr Crouch!” McGonagall’s voice booms down the hall

While Barty seems to have a rather pleasant conversation with the professor, resulting in him somehow charming his way out of the detention he was almost given, you turn to Pandora “Hey you think you could charm these to work on the book too?” you take out your tub of water colours

Her face lights up “Yes of course” she smiles looking over your robes a second before softly picking off one your fallen hairs, she then mutters a spell on the hair, breaking it up into little particles which surround the tub of paints “There you go” she turns back to you with a proud look

Remus was headed into the library with the rest of the marauders, well he was more like dragging them. As he looked around he noticed all the tables were full but one, one which you just so happened to be sitting at yourself, in your own little world

Walking over he sees you writing what looks like a herbology essay by the drawings of plants on your parchment “Hi” he says softly making sure not to startle you

You finish writing the sentence you were on before looking up “Hi Remus” you smile happily at him before seeing the other boys “Hi James, Sirius and…” you lean over to look at boy standing awkwardly behind Remus “…Peter”

They each say ‘hi’ before Remus gestures to the table “You mind if we join you, the other table are full”

“No not at all…let me just move this” you nod, quickly moving some of your stray papers closer to your side of the table, leaving plenty room for the four boys

“Thank you” he says taking the seat next to you, Peter on his other side with Sirius and James sat opposite

The boys relax into their study, well Remus, Peter and James do, you can see Sirius sketching new tattoo designs instead, the shapes giving you inspiration. You pull out the notebook Pandora gave you, sketching the design first with pencil which won’t show up on their pages before grabbing the quill and creating the outline. You then take out your watercolours and start colouring it

While you do this, James’ eyes flick to your paper quickly before he lifts his head to look properly, smiling as he sees you painting contentedly “Remus” he whispers nudging the boy’s foot under the table

Remus looks up from his notes looking a little annoyed at the interruption before James nods to you. Looking over his face morphs from irritation to delight, watching you bite your lip as you concentrate, he was mesmerised, the design was so simple yet intrigue, he couldn’t help but smile

“That’s really good” he says quietly making you stop and turn to him

You smile “Thanks”

Remus couldn’t sleep, he’d pretended to fall asleep with the others after convincing them he was too tired to stay up but that was a lie, he had to see it. Soulmate marks could appear anywhere on the body, usually in places where the it suited the person most. They could be tiny, like peters daffodil, or could be huge and cover your spine like Marlene who had the trace of Dorcas patronus on her back. The tattoos were predetermined to mark events that either have happened or would happened in the future.

He peeked out of his curtains to see the clock, 23:59, his head shot back in, throat drying up as his stomach turned in a mixture of nerves, excitement and fear. He wondered if he would feel it, would it hurt or just feel like a tickle? He’s never asked about it, usually zoning out when his friends told him the sensations they felt. He let himself wonder who it could be, although there was only one person his heart went to, you, always you.

He remembered the first time he saw you in his 4th and your 3rd year, he recalled how pretty you looked excitedly swapping, what he assumed was, ideas with Pandora in the court yard. Ever since then he noticed you more, watching from afar, he saw you liked art, drawing, were friends with people from all houses. One day he made the move to sit next to you in the library and actually talk to you, after that day you and he became friends. You spoke every so often and with every small conversation he just fell for you more, he tried to stop it, he tried to stop thinking about the idea of you being his…

Remus’ head shot down to his arm, feeling a tingling sensation under his shirt. The feeling lasting only a few seconds before it faded, he took a breath before rolling up his sleeve, but as he saw the new ink he closed his eyes however continued pushing up the fabric. He didn’t know how long he kept his eyes closed but eventually he opened them, eyes honing in on the flowers decorating his arm. Not just any flowers, the ones you were drawing earlier, except these just weren’t painted

He let out a breath of relief, you were his soulmate, beautiful, gifted, wonderful you. His heart was bursting, the broadest smile he had ever had on his face as he traced his fingers over the tattoo. However, as he glazed over the it, it was interrupted by one of his many scars, every insecurity flooding his head at once, the soul crushing feeling that he couldn’t let himself be with you. He felt guilty at the thought of someone being stuck with him but you being cursed with him for a soulmate, that was a killer.

He lay back on his bed, his tattooed arm coming to rest over his chest where the heart is, his other hand coming to grasp it before he rested his chin on top. He didn’t know what he was going to do, he wanted you more than anything yet he couldn’t let himself hurt you. He barely slept, eventually passing out near 5am from sheer exhaustion

You fixed your outfit before fixing some of your stray hairs “You ready y/n?” you look up in the mirror to see your friend smiling

You nod “Yeah think so” you say taking one last look at yourself before heading out

After meeting up with Regulus on the way, the three of you sneak along to Gryffindor tower, approaching one of the boys in Regulus year manning the door “Names?” he asks looking down at the pieces of parchment he’s holding

Regulus chuckles “Didn’t know it was VIP” he jokes but the boy doesn’t seem to find him amusing “Tough crowd” he whispers in your ear

You giggle with him while your other friend gives the boy your names “Y/n, Pandora and Regulus”

The boy flicks through the pages, crossing out two of the names quickly before eyeing Regulus for a good minute before reluctantly crossing out the last “Butterscotch” he says the fat lady who seems like she’s able to hear the party inside and is, to your surprise, having a grand old time

“Oh of course…hello handsome” she waves at Regulus semi seductively as the door opens, the boy going a tad red that a painting hit on him as you walk through “You want to see a trick?” you distantly hear her say to the bouncer as the painting closes behind you

“Wow so this is what it looks like” Regulus notes looking around the room seeing the small swarms of people dotted about along with some dancing on the makeshift dancefloor

“It’s cosy” Pandora smiles

You nod “Our ones are much better though”

“Oh yeah 100%, it goes Ravenclaw then Slytherin, but that’s only because we’re below the ground” Regulus turns to you gesturing with his hands “Then Puff then this place” he smirks

“We’ve never seen Hufflepuff common room?” Pandora tilts her head

“No but it’s been known to be awesome, ergo better than this but our house pride beats it therefore we are the best” you explain smiling proudly with Regulus who shares similar…be it slightly flawed…logic with you

The three of you move through into the party, it looked like the Gryffindors had been at it a little longer than their guests, which was made apparent when James walked right up to Regulus cupping his face “Pads you seen my girl…” he keeps his hands on his face but his head jolts back examining him “…you’re not my Pads but you look a lot like him” he says hazily

“I’m not thats…” Regulus speaks slowly about to explain when James starts talking again

“You haven’t happened to see my girlfriend have you pretty?” you let out a giggle at Regulus’ quickly tinting cheeks, the boy shakes his head “No worries angel I’m sure she’s around here somewhere” James removes his hands “Bye pretty boy” he starts walking away before he spots you and Pandora “Pretty girls too!” he exclaims “And Moonys girl” he winks at you before muttering ‘tootles’ as he saunters away

You all exchange looks, only one not flustered is Pandora “Drinks?” Regulus finally gets out

Pandora nods “Sure…you coming y/n?” she starts walking with Regulus but turns back as your eyes have caught the birthday boy

“Umm” you glance at them “I’ll be there in a bit I’m just going to greet someone first” you give them a smile

The two give each other a knowing look while you slowly walk towards Remus, before you can get there two Hufflepuff girls beat you too it “So have you got your mark Remus?” one asks eagerly while you awkwardly stand at the side watching

He looks uncomfortable at either the question or the attention, perhaps both “Yes” he says hesitantly

“Can we see it?” the other asks making him jump cutely “You never know, do you like cats?” she moves her hair to reveal a little cat on her upper chest

Remus looks at it then straight back up “Umm” he looks more panicky now so you swoop in

“Rem I found you” you walk up taking his hand and pulling him away, not bothering to look at the two girls who look annoyed by your intrusion

As you reach the edge of the common room, it’s a little quieter allowing Remus to calm down. He would have thought your hand in his would make his so nervous but it was the opposite, it gave him peace, it felt right

“Thank you” Remus says in relief, still holding onto your hand as his eyes trail down what your wearing, stopping a little longer in some areas making you smile “You look…” his eyes return to your face “…nice” he internally cringes while you just continue to smile

“Thanks Rem” you keep the nickname deciding you like it, giving his hand a squeeze

He likes it too even if he’s scolding himself for calling you nice, not beautiful or gorgeous but nice, you say your mum or gran looks nice not your crush…soulmate. His hand slips out of yours and comes to rest on his mark over the jumper he’s wearing, gently rubbing it as he debates what to do, he wants to tell you but no words come out

You felt empty at the loss of contact but as you watched him rub his arm you couldn’t help but wonder “Are you happy with the mark?” you ask kindly, you’re question much more respectful than the others he’s received today

He smiles “Yeah it’s nice…pretty” he corrects looking at you, a part of him hoping the correction will apply to his earlier statement

You bite your lip smiling, Remus thought you were pretty “Do you know who it could be?” the hope apparent in your voice

Remus despite his slight panic loved that you hadn’t asked to see it, had been your perfect self about it, so much he almost pulled his sleeve up, almost “No” he shakes his head, the flash of disappointment made his heart ache, instantly regretting it

“That’s okay you’re still young, maybe the event just hasn’t happened?” you reassure him, although to you it’s for yourself as your more than a little heartbroken

“Maybe” he nods, the light atmosphere slipping away from the two of you so he tries to recover it “Would you like to get a drink?” he gestures to the table

“Sure” you nod, smiling again even if your heart was aching

Despite your disappointment the party was fun, you, Pandora and Regulus hung out with the marauders, even being introduced to Lily, Marlene and Dorcas. You were by Remus’ side most of the time, you didn’t mean to, it was more of a happy accident with the way people ended up sitting or standing. You got to know him a little better, his family, some of his other interests and he learned about yours, as well as your ambition to be a healer someday, at one point showing him one of the spells you created.

The best part of the evening was Regulus and Sirius, sure they were drunk, but they had fun together, hugged each other and laughed. For the first time in your friendship with Regulus he looked genuinely free and happy, and Remus thought the same about his own friend.

Remus did enjoy the party, the confirmation that you were his soulmate wasn’t lost on him though. The fates had a way of bringing soulmates together and the way people always sat in such a way you and he were always next to each other was no different. He started realising all the times he ran into you was the bond trying to pull him closer, which it was made clear when you and Pandora left the party with a very drunk and giddy Regulus. The moment you left the room he felt empty, like a part of him was missing, the feeling was worse than any other he’d felt before, combine that with the knowledge he was going to graduate and go off into the world while you were right here, made it worsen.

The next months were lonely, Remus had graduated moved into his parent’s old cottage, spending the first month trying to fix it up before the moon hit and he was out for a week. James and Sirius still came to help, unfortunately Peter had received an offer to go study in America, an offer all of the marauders refused to let him decline. He managed to get some work, but it was almost exclusively muggle since many wizards wouldn’t hire him once he had disclosed his furry little problem.

He missed you, there wasn’t a day he didn’t think about you. He knew you were his soulmate and he was just counting down the days until your birthday…actually come to think of it he had no idea when yours was, it never came up. That didn’t help with his stress, the thought of you waking up with a horrid thing on you was his worst fear, as he now realised if you did it meant you would see him as a monster in the flesh at some point

The next time he saw you was just before school started in which you were invited to Sirius and Regulus’ flat warming. After his birthday party the two brothers reconnected, Sirius sneaking back into his old house to help Regulus pack up his stuff and the two finding a flat with the money gifted to the elder brother by a relative that took pity on him when he first ran away.

Remus got to the party a little late due to having a shift at the grocery store he’d managed to bag a job at, hanging up his coat he walked deeper into the apartment, giving smiles to those he recognised on the way past. As he entered the open plan kitchen and living room he felt more alive, his eyes looking over the groups of people scattered about finally falling on you, currently talking with Barty and Evan in the corner.

He could sense you before he’d even seen you, it seemed like it was the same for you as he saw you looking around eventually catching his eye and waving to him. He waved back before Sirius and James greeted him and pulled him away, but he made sure to find you later, his heart wouldn’t let him avoid you.

A few hours had passed and he’d left Sirius, James and Regulus, who had only recently discovered the beauty that was ABBA, to preform karaoke on a questionably stable table to go look for you. He could feel you were still here so he decided to head closer to the door in case you were just in the bathroom

As he walked over he spotted you in the entrance area, scared you might be leaving he quickened his pace “Hey” he greets as he exits the living room, his friends singing still pretty loud so he closes the door behind him

You turn hearing the door “Oh hi” you smile seeing him, even more so as you figure he came to find you

“How have you been?” he asks stepping towards you but he keeps a comfortable distance despite the urge to just take you in his arms

“I’ve been good, can’t believe this is my final summer vacation though” you say sadly before perking up as you return the question “How have you been, you’re a proper adult now”

You giggle at your own statement sending his heart a flutter “Don’t feel like one” he chuckles “I’ve been alright…I missed you” he can’t stop himself from confessing

Your eyes light up “I missed you too”

You really did, the last months you had been feeling down, you thought it was because your fantasy of Remus being your soulmate was on the back burner until you got yours, but for some reason your heart ached for him, yearned to see him, the pull stronger than it had ever been before

“So what brings you out here, our friends atrocious singing?” he jokes, both of you laughing as you hear James’ voice belting through the door ‘yes, I’ve been broken-hearted…’ followed by Sirius ‘blue since the day we parted…’ finally Regulus ‘why, why did I ever let you go-oooo’ you hear his voice trail off followed by a distant thump assuming he jumped off the table, to which you and Remus later found out the table broke in have and James broke his arm

“I feel like that’s an insult to Reg” you say turning back to the painting which first captured your attention

Remus hums in agreement “True he does have a rather nice voice, puts Sirius and James to shame” he laughs but it fades as he follows your eyes

His throat felt dry seeing the art, it was the moon cycles painted artistically. He had in fact bought it for Sirius since the original poster he had, which Sirius grew found of and stole, had become tatty and ruined over the years, however seeing it again made him uneasy

“It’s pretty isn’t it” you say after a few seconds “Do you know where Sirius got it?” you inquire as Regulus would have showed you this if it was his

He looks over at you in surprise, he could never see the beauty in the cycles, each represented a ticking clock until he would become his worst self, the repeating cycle of pain he endured “I…I guess so” he lets out a shaky breath “I bought it” he confesses

You turn to him “You have good taste” you say smiling away, his lips involuntarily tug up

“Thanks” he accepts the compliment bashfully “So” he decides to change the subject to something more comfortable “You excited for your final year?”

“Yeah” you smile “Exams will be tough but if I get the grades I should secure a place with the healer of my choice…there’s one in wales actually” his heart jumps at the idea of you being close “Hey, you might know it, it’s with this older lady just down from the little mountain range. She’s a muggleborn, really into combining muggle and wizard healing, and just like me making new spells” you say enthusiastically, her as your mentor was your literal dream

He felt himself fall in love with your passion “Snowdonia yeah I’ve been there with my parents…and one very horrendous attempted camping trip with the boys” he chuckles at the memory, their faces when they realised it was muggle tents was priceless

You giggle “Are you still living in wales?” you gently prod, the prospect of living nearby making something in you burn

He nods “Yes I am, luckily my house, thanks to Regulus and James who fixed it, now has a floo network making travelling a bit easier” he smiles a little embarrassed but his heart warms that you seem unfazed

“Could I get the address?” you ask hopefully “So we can keep in touch? I don’t know when we might see each other again” you bite your lip as you look up at him

He felt like the world stopped as he met your eyes, unable to refuse you “Sure…do you have a pen so I can write it down?”

You sat up on your bed, watching the clock tick towards midnight “Nervous?” Pandora asks sitting on the bed in front of you

You nod “Yeah…what if it isn’t him?” you ask a little pained

She reaches out to take your hand in hers giving it a gentle squeeze “What’s meant to be will be…I believe that our own emotions effect soulmates and if you love him then I see no reason why it wouldn’t be” she gives you a heartfelt look

You smile back nodding before your eyes catch writing appearing on your notebook, Happy Birthday in 3…, Regulus’s writing made the world feel like it was slowing down. This was it the day you found out if it was the man you had only ever envisioned it to be or a perfect stranger.

2…You and Remus had been sending letters back and forth but you hadn’t mentioned your birthday to him, you weren’t ready to burst the perfect bubble you both had created.

1…it was funny how you could love someone so much, how that love had grown with every small interaction, all accumulating to the bonfire in your heart which burned for him

Happy Birthday! “Happy birthday” your friends write and say

Your hand went to your collar bone, feeling a weird sensation for a few seconds before it dissipated. You stood up from your bed half stumbling over to the mirror, Pandora followed behind, quickly grabbing the notebook to keep Regulus informed.

As you moved your shirt your eyes teared up in joy “It’s him” you turn to Pandora who is equally as emotional and happy for you, giving you a huge hug before you turn to the notebook

Did she get it? – some red writing appears on the page

Sorry we feel asleep doll but we’re here… - some pink writing appears

You smiled so happy Evan and Barty were given their own notebooks, Evan’s in red and Barty ‘s in pink

And we are queer – Regulus can’t help himself adding making you and Pandora giggle

You grab the quill writing, I got it!

Is it who we thought? – Regulus asks

Yup! – you reply

YESSS I fucking knew it! – the green writing a little wobbly from his excitement

So happy for you love x – Evans’ witting appears next followed by a little heart with yours and Remus’s initials

Brilliant doll, what’s the tattoo like?

After a few more messages from Regulus and Evan agreeing with Barty you draw the tattoo

The days leading up to James and Lily’s engagement party in October were long, both you and Remus were counting them down.

You bought a dress which allowed for your collar bone to be displayed, along with a cardigan you could wear to hide it until you were ready, you wanted Remus to be the first to see it besides your friends. You were so excited, a little nervous of how he would react but you were sure he felt the same. You had a rough plan in your head, you figured since he didn’t tell you he must not have experienced the event between the two of you that his tattoo foretold. Therefore, you would see how you were feeling at the time, if things went well and you were close then you’d show him and if the event happened then great

Remus on the only hand was nervous, your letters were becoming more intimate, sharing things normal friends didn’t, you signed them with yours y/n and he did the same. He wondered if you had figured it out or if this just your way of being close. You and your male friends were close too, but Remus knew deep down you and he were a different kind of close and it terrified him. He was scared of how you would react when you found out and more importantly found out he kept it from you for well over a year and a half

You took a breath as you approached the door to James and Lily’s house, hearing the gentle music and chatter even from outside. After a few seconds of psyching yourself up, you knocked on the door, hearing a muffled ‘I’ll get it’ before it opened revealing Sirius

“Y/n!” he smiles brightly at you “Bring it in it’s been…” he reaches out to hug but stops as he recalls how long “Fuck over a year” he finishes the hug, wrapping his arms around you tightly

You smile into the embrace “It’s been too long” you say pulling back “I’ve graduated now though, I even have a flat in wales, maybe you can visit sometime?”

He grins “Wales huh?” he wiggles his eyebrows “I’ll hold you to that” he winks placing his hand on your back leading you inside before he kicks the door shut behind him “Here let me get that” he gestures to your coat

You shrug off your outerwear, making sure to adjust your cardigan to hide the tattoo before you turn back to him “Can I get the grand tour or is that James’ specialty?” you smile at him

“Mine I have more flare” he flips his hair making you giggle “Why don’t we get you to your man first huh?” he smirks at you, you don’t even deny it just nod “Brilliant, right this way darling” he holds out his arm for you to take, and when you do he leads you through into the dining room

Looking around their house was wonderful, the large glass doors which led into the garden which was all illuminated by floating lights. While you admired the view, asking Sirius some questions about it, Remus spotted you.

Merlin did you look beautiful, it had been a whole year and he couldn’t believe how different yet perfectly the same you looked. You had matured, hair a little longer, his eyes couldn’t stop themselves from trailing over the curves of your body. A smile and look of pure admiration on his face as he watched you smile and giggle at something Sirius said, he’d missed you, he thought those months before were hard, the last year was a million times worse.

He looked out of the window to see couples getting ready to dance outside, his feet started moving towards you before he could register and soon he was face to face with you “Hi” was all his brain could think of, his voice that of a person trying to ensure you were truly real

Sirius takes that as his que to leave, giving you a kiss to the side of your head before patting Remus’ back as he walks off

“Hi” you beamed at him, merlin he looked good all dressed up

Just like him you observed how he had changed, he looked a little older, he had facial hair now which only made him prettier and there was a new scar on his neck. The scars had never bothered you, you thought they made him beautiful, he was perfect in your eyes and all you wanted was to be there when he was sick, hold him and care for him.

Remus glances behind him hearing the band ready to play before returning to you “Do you want to…to” he holds out his hand, taking a breath to compose himself “Do you want to dance?” he lets out a little laugh smiling

Your heart bursts, taking his hand right away “Yes I’d love you to dance with you” you say looking directly into his eyes

He leads you outside and over to the dancefloor. His hands never slip from your only readjusting its potion and the other gently finds your waist, while yours grips the side of his shoulder. The contact sending a buzz through the two of you, eyes fixed on each other’s as the music starts and he begins to move you around the area of dancefloor you occupied. It wasn’t perfect, you stepped on his toes and he yours, both giggling and smiling like idiots. In your own way it was perfection, it was real, both of you falling for each other all over again, and that string, connection or whatever it was that fate bound you with was the brightest it had ever been.

After the dance finished, you lead Remus over to a couple of swings tried to trees in the garden “That was fun” you say as you sit down grasping the rope on either side of you and pushing off gently “Sorry if I hurt your feet” you bite back your giggle

He waves it off sitting down on the other swing “I could say the same thing to you” he chuckles

You sit in a comfortable silence, both softly rocking back and forth on the swings, the music in the background but the rest of the world had faded out. Eventually you look over at him to see him already looking at you so you reach your hand out, smiling as he takes it.

“I missed you” you say quietly, not wanting disturb the moment

“I missed you…” he squeezes your hand “…so much” he confesses

You shuffle your feel on the ground, shifting your swing closer to his “I got the job in wales” you say as he shifts closer to you

“That’s great” he says full of pride for you, that’s my girl

You smile to yourself turning your gaze to the assortment of flowers in front of you “Yeah, maybe you could visit me…a year is too long” you say sadly

He hums in agreement “Is was” he looks over at the flowers “You know Regulus designed this spot” he informs you

You look over at him surprised before returning you gaze to it, it did seem familiar “It’s beautiful” you note

“It really is” he says but as you look over at him he’s just smiling softly at you

You turn the swing towards him, as does he, faces inches from each other now “Hi” you whisper

“Hi love” he whispers back

He was caught up in the moment to think about logic, that this was the last thing he should be doing if he wanted to keep you safe, but right now he didn’t care. All he knew is how badly he wanted to kiss you and he did

Remus gradually started to close the gap licking his lips as he drew closer, you did the same titling your head every so slightly, lips capturing each other in a sweet slow kiss. As your lips moved in sync his free hand came up to cup your face, pulling at your jaw gently to deepen it, the passion overwhelming you, both you never wanted it to end.

You heard a snap before his lips left yours followed by a thump and groan, opening your eyes you saw the swing Remus was on had broken “Are you alright?” you couldn’t hold the giggles, not caring about your dress as you kneeled down to check him

He chuckles “I feel like that’s the fates way of telling me to wean off the chocolate” he jokes before wincing, realising one of the bits of wood from the swing as broken and cut him

“Remus?” your giggles face as you see the small amounts of blood on his hand “Let me see” you lift his hand carefully, pulling out your wand as you mutter a quick spell

He just watched you work with a smile on his face, how gentle you were, the precision, it all made him realise that you truly loved caring for people, for him

His heart warmed as you placed a kiss over were the cut once was “Thank you” he tilts his head, hand going up to cup your cheek

“We should maybe repair this…” you say as he just leans in

“We can do that after” he says closing the gap once more

By the time you had finished fixing the swing and by you, Remus, all the other guests had returned inside or dotted just outside around some tables. Remus fiddled with one of the bits of rope, his jacket was draped over your lap on the other swing so you admired how good he looked in just his shirt and lightly loosen tie. You smirked as you watched his muscles flex through the shirt, even more so as in his overheating as he struggled with the rope he pushed up his sleeves.

He huffed in relief as he finally got it standing up straight “Good as new” he smiles at you moving to rub the back of his neck that had become a little stiff from his earlier position

As he did it you saw it, his tattoo it was flowers and they looked so familiar. You turned your head to the flower arrangement you were looking at earlier, your brain in that moment realising that maybe this was the moment so you jumped up placing his jacket on the swing before pulling him down into a kiss

He stumbled a little before regaining his balance, one hand moving to your waist as the other caressed your hair “Didn’t realise my swing fixing skills were so attractive” he chuckles as you pull away

You giggle “As hot as those were” you hand brings his forearm down to rest between the two of you “These are just like those” you point to the flowers

Remus’ felt his heart in his throat as he realised you’d seen it, thankful for the flowers that were inspired by your drawing “They are” is all he could say

You step back, removing your cardigan and placing over his jacket. As you turn back you make sure your tattoo is visible, watching as his eyes drift down from your face, mouth parting as he takes it in.

Remus felt his lips tug up, the tattoo was beautiful and suited you so well. He had been so scared about this moment all his life, so worried about what would show up and now the guilt set in, the guilt of keeping you both apart for so long. The guilt of not trusting you when you were the love of his life, his soulmate, the one made for him as he was for you

He was broken from his trance by you walking up to him, taking his hands in yours “Do you like it?” you ask eyes flicking between his

He nods “Very much” he says genuinely “We’re…” he starts before taking a breath fingers raising to run over your tattoo

“We are” you smile at him, face full of love “I’m so happy it’s you, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted this” you say tears forming in your eyes

“Really?” his own eyes glaze at the confession, you nod “I wanted it to be you too” your heart bursts

You bring his arm up and place a gentle kiss on the tattoo, right along the scar Remus had which cut through one of the petals “You once told me you thought it was pretty, I can see why” you share, tracing over the tattoo “You know” you tilt your head “I think I drew something like this once…” Remus’ heart starts to race “…wait I painted this in the notebook that must be were Reg saw it…” merlin no please, he pleads “…I painted in the library when I sat…with…” the smile drops from your face

Remus watches in unease as the realisation washes over you, face contorting ever so slightly as it hits you “Y/n” he breaths out, his chest aching as you look up at him your expression filled with hurt

“Remus you’ve seen this before, you said it…it…” you let go of his hand withdrawing from him “you knew…” you let out a small sob “You knew, didn’t you?”

His heart broke, breaking further into a million pieces when he reached out and you stepped back “Y/n” his eyes fill with tears threating to fall

You shake your head “Answer me” your voice breaks as your tears fall

“Y/n” he sniffs “I…I…” he tries to form a sentence but he can’t, there was nothing he could say

You took his lack of words as confirmation “Why?” you shake your head “Why didn’t you tell me? It was only a day you couldn’t have forgotten it…unless you” didn’t love me, your breathing became heavy, your heart hurt, it felt like the world had shattered around you and all of the shards were cutting you as they fell

“I was trying…” to protect you, he couldn’t finish it, the words felt like poison in his mouth when all it resulted in is him doing the opposite and breaking you

“Trying to what?” you shrug wiping your nose as the tears fell uncontrollably “You knew and…you looked me in the eyes and told me you didn’t” you look up at him “I want to why…what was so wrong with me being your soulmate that you decided, I’m never telling her…” you were almost shouting now “What was so bad that even after you continued to lie and let me believe it was those flowers” you point to them

He shook his head “There is nothing wrong with you, y/n…you’re perfect in every way and I love…I love” he takes some breaths trying to speak but his emotions are slowly overwhelming him

“No you don’t” you cut him off making his eyes widen “If you loved me you would have told me” you say plainly

You were right in a way, Remus’ fear was bigger than his love for you, he was so scared of this physical monster that he had created a worse emotional one “I was scared” he admits quietly “I was scared” he repeats to himself, the guilt eating him alive

“Scared of what?” you look at him in confusion

“That you wouldn’t want me” he motions to himself

You look at him like he’s being ridiculous “Wouldn’t want you? Remus we’re soulmates it’s kinda in the name”

“I know that but I was still scared”

“Why?”

“Y/n I’m dirt poor, I have no money ,I live in a tiny cottage that leaks when it rains, I’m…” he hesitates “…sick all the time, I’m littered with ugly scars…” he pushes his hands to his face before looking back up at you “I’m not exactly someone’s first choice”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, did he really think you would be so shallow? Did he really think he was so unlovable? “Remus you are my first choice, the only person I’ve ever wanted…How could you think so little of me?”

“I don’t…I was just…you don’t understand” he wants to tell you the truth, but then you’ll surely leave

Your face hardens “You were just scared and you don’t think I’ll understand? Is that really your final answer?” his mouth opens but nothing comes out “You made me wait for over one and half years, and I waited like an idiot, a stupid obvious idiot because I love you” his eyes light up at the last three words but his face quickly falls as you continue “I’m done waiting when you don’t think I’m worth a real answer” you shake your head walking away quickly, leaving Remus in shock

You start running towards the house, deciding to head around the side of it to avoid anyone seeing “Y/n darling what’s wrong” you hear Sirius call out but you ignore it

Sirius turns to see Remus jogging up looking equally if not more distressed “What the hell happened? Last time I saw you were kissing then Marls is telling me she heard fighting?”

Remus stops for a moment “She umm…I need to go” he didn’t have time to explain, you had your wand and as soon as you got to the street you would apparate

As he sprinted around he saw you crossing the street pulling out your wand “Y/n!” he called out

You turn around ready to leave but he pulls out his own wand sending a spell your way and flicking it out of your hand “Remus” you scold him going to pick up your wand but by this time he has made his way to you, taking your wand as you stand up with the wand in the other

“You deserve the truth, your right, I love you so much and you deserve to know everything” he says pleading, ready to bare himself to you

There was such conviction as he uttered those three special words and that was what made you stay “Go on”

“There a reason why I get sick every month, a reason why I have scars why I was so…” he starts but soon realises a long-winded explanation would just make it worse so he tore off the band aid “I’m a werewolf” he blurts out closing his eyes, bracing himself for you to rip your yourself from his arms and curse him but it never comes

As he opens his eyes he sees you don’t look disgusted, you still look hurt but you seem to be processing the information.

How could you miss the signs? The scars, the disappearances every month, the fact he’s called moony and you have literal moons on your body. Merlin you felt so stupid for you were a healer in training that couldn’t even spot a werewolf

You didn’t know how long you had remined silent for, you brain was trying to get your head around it. You understood why he did it now, understood why he was scared, why he thought you may hate him. Werewolves struggled to find work, they went through so much pain every month and the awareness that Remus was going through that was like a dagger to your heart

“How long?” you ask after a good while

He was surprised at your question but answered “Since I was 4” he watches the sadness in your eyes

Fifteen years, one hundred and eighty moons, one hundred and eighty painful transformations, you wondered if he went through them alone as most did. Then you remembered his nickname, Moony, you were a smart girl it didn’t take you long to work it out from there, James was Prongs a dear, Sirius Padfoot a dog and Peter Wormtail a rat. They knew, they helped and most likely still did. Which meant even if he was scared, even if you understood, the hurt you felt knowing he didn’t trust you with his secret was devastating

“Y/n?” Remus gently stirs you from your catatonic state, he saw the emotions running through your head and he didn’t know what you thought of him “I understand if you hate me now” he looks down heart sinking

“I don’t hate you” he looks back up “I’m mad at you, furious even but I don’t hate you…” you tear up again “I could never hate you Remus”

“You don’t?” he shakes his head lightly

“I don’t” you confirm removing yourself from his grasp “But even if I understand, even if I know why you did what you did, it doesn’t mean it was right”

“Y/n” he starts to panic as he sees you clutching your wand harder

“You still lied”

“Y/n I’m a werewolf, I’m the monster people tell their children at night…I was trying to protect you” he tries to reason his voice raw and broken “If we were together I might hurt you, you would be nursing me every month for the rest of your life, I can’t hold a job, merlin I’ve had 7 in the last year because I keep getting faired for all my sick days, I’m barely keeping myself afloat…we could never have children” he completely broken down in tears as he says the last part

You’re crying as well, you want to hold him, you want to forgive him but you couldn’t, not yet “And you thought you would make the decision for me?” you ask rhetorically your anger building once more “Remus that’s not yours to make”

“I know but…” you cut him off

“No buts there’s no excuse Remus, you said you didn’t want to hurt me but you have, worse than any physical wound. Do you really think I wouldn’t love you for who you are? You think that would stand in the way of me seeing how beautiful and kind you are? Think that would stop me from loving you?” you take a breath, wiping your nose not caring that you must look like a mess from the crying “I’m a healer Remus, all I want is to care for you, I would be honoured to be the one you go to heal your wounds, I would hold you while you fell asleep, kiss every scar on your body…” your confession both broke and warmed his heart all at once, realising how stupid he had been and as you continued realising he had thrown it away

“…I would do all that and more Remus. I’ve loved you for so long, wanted you since you sat next to me in the library and we spoke for the first time, wanted you to my soulmate, I wished on every star for it to come true. I counted the days until this party so I could see you and tell you…” your tears were like streams at this point “…and you didn’t, you hide it from me, you were selfish continued the lie and if I hadn’t figured it out you would have let all of this be built on it” you motion between the two of you

You raise your wand into a position to apparate “Y/n” Remus begs “Please love please don’t leave me…please” he walks towards you but it’s too late

“I’m sorry” you apologise as you wave your wand and with a *crack* you were gone

Remus collapsed to his knees in the middle of the road “No” he sobs “No…please come back” he pleas to himself

He didn’t know how long he stayed there, looking at the place you once stood, the heartbreak on your face was seared into his brain. He sobbed violently, his chest throbbing from the pain of hurting you, it felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest and you took it with him, just as your heart was left behind in his own hands.

“Moons?” Sirius calls out, his own heart breaking when he sees his friends state “Remus” he kneels down on the road in front of him

Remus looks up at his friend “I made a huge mistake Pads…I’ve lost her” he blubs out hands reaching out to clutch onto Sirius shirt

Sirius wraps his arms around him, hand going to the back of his head to pull him close “It’s okay…I’ll be okay” he says unable to think of what else, trying to figure out what happened

He knew you, well enough to know you would never judge him for being a werewolf so what was it? “Remus what happened?” he tries to cox the answer out

Remus pulls back panting “I knew she was mine, my soulmate, all this time I knew…I lied to everyone” he confesses, he never let the boys see his tattoo “She found out I lied and…” he winces “that when she finally saw it I let another lie hide the truth”

Sirius’ eyes widened, he had figured you were soulmates and he understood the hurt you would have felt “Did you tell her why?” Remus just nods before collapsing back into his chest continuing to cry while Sirius’ closed his eyes “What did she say?”

“She loved me anyway” Remus mumbles into his “Do you think she could ever forgive me” he looks up at his friend, voice raw, eyes puffy and red, looking more broken in that moment than any moon

Sirius pulls him close “If anyone can it’s y/n” he reassures “She’ll just need time” he kisses the top of his head “She just needs time” he repeats for himself

You cried for the next week straight, you hated yourself for leaving him like that, you should have gone back, you should have forgiven him then because this heart ache was so painful. It physically crimpled you, you barely ate, slept, you thought about going to his house to many times but every time you remembered what he did and you cried. You felt so broken, you needed time to recover, you needed to be able to see him without breaking down, forgive him fully so there would be no malice afterwards, when you could say ‘I forgive you and this is a fresh start’ without the looming feeling of mistrust in the air.

On the other side Remus was a wreak, Sirius and James were so concerned they practically moved in with him for the next month. If he hated himself before, it was worse now and he welcomed the pain of the full moon like it was something he deserved. He felt like there was no hope, he didn’t hear James and Sirius telling him that you would come back, that you would forgive him.

He didn’t know until a week after the full moon that you had dropped by his house, giving Sirius healing balms you must have spent the last two weeks creating which reduced the scaring significantly, as well as spells to help numb the pain and to stitch the wounds so he could move about without the worry of opening them again. He was told by Sirius that he did ask you if you wanted to come in but you refused, you weren’t ready yet.

Yet, Remus felt a little more hopeful, especially reading the little notes you left on the balm’s telling him how often to use them, the little x’s at the end making his heart heal along with his wounds. He tried to gather the words to say to you when he saw you again but he was struggling, that was until Regulus visited his house with a gift, a sandy brown notebook and quill. The boy didn’t say much about it but Remus knew what it was as you had told him in your letters, opening it up Regulus granted him permission to see every conversation they had in it since they all had newer ones now

Remus read every page, quickly working out who was who, he saw the original drawing his tattoo, along with so many others, including rough sketches of him. He read how you gush to them about his latest letter, followed by the day you found out he was your soulmate. The recreation of your own tattoo and how happy you and your friends were that it was him. He cried as he read it, deciding to take the quill which Regulus must have given to him for this reason and write his own notes, telling you how beautiful you looked on the days of certain entries, how much he adored his mark, how much he loved and still loves you, all of the times he fell for you and why.

You were sitting on the window sill of your flat, looking out at the pouring rain and the grey clouds covering the tops of the distant mountains. A knock drew your attention away from the rather depressing view, usually you loved rain but in your current mood you felt even more alone, missing Remus. As you hopped off the window sill sliding on your slippers you thought about going to see him, you had been debating the last week, wondering if you were ready

Opening the door your eyes widened seeing Remus, drenched “Oh Rowena” you whisper “You’re soaked through” you pull him in, healer mode activating as you attempt to sit him down on a chair and grab your wand to dry him but he stops you

“Y/n?” he urges you to sit down “It’s just water” he lets out a small chuckle as how different this exchange was to how he’d imagined

You sit on the chair next to him finally registering that he’s here “What…how…umm” you close your eyes for a moment trying to form a sentence but Remus seems to understand what you’re trying to ask

“I got the address from Lily…oh” he pulls out an envelope “…your wedding invitation by the way” he places it safely on the table “I know I shouldn’t have just shown up like this…I just couldn’t bare another moment without seeing you…even if you tell me to fuck off”

You just stared at him, you had imagined what you would say but you couldn’t remember any of your shower rehearsals in that moment

“Would you like me to leave?” he tilts his head looking for some kind of expression but you say nothing

He shallows hard, nodding as he stands up but before he walks out places something on the table, it was only the sound of the door closing that snaps you out of it “Rem” you look around in front of you, eyes landing on the notebook

Opening it up you see all of the brown ink, all the notes of affection as you quickly flick through, the ‘I love yous’, the sweet words, even small poems “Rem” you say to yourself before you grabbing your bag and sprinting out of the apartment, essentially falling down the stairs and almost knocking out the old lady that lived next to you as you ran out of the front door into the rain

You didn’t care about getting soaked, or the fact you were only in your jeans, vest and cardigan and all drenched in seconds. As you reached the gate you saw Remus across the street in an ally hiding from any muggles “Re-” you started to shout but he apparated “No” you said panting

You thought for a second before you raced back inside, up the stairs, apologising once more for almost killing your neighbour and back into your apartment. You half crashed into your cupboard as your slippers skidded on the floor, quickly grabbing the floo power from there and deciding to worry about the bruise you most likely had given yourself from the impact later.

You stepped into the fireplace, announcing Remus’ address clearly, throwing the power. You tumbled out of his fireplace with a thump, landing harshly on the hardwood floor, you bag landing somewhere by his dining table but you don’t care, brushing off the suit but it only sticks to your wet hands,

“Remus” you call you but there’s no answer “Remus please…Rem-” the front door of his cottage opens “-us” you finish seeing him standing in the doorway, tears on his face but they are masked from the rain

“Y/n?” he wasn’t sure you were real, taking in your appearance he realised you must have gone after him and by the suit on your clothes, even adorably painted on your nose, he figured out the rest

Even with it he does have much time to react as you run up and jump into his arms, acting quickly as he wraps his around you letting you hug into him like a koala bear “You came back to me” he whispers into your ear, your wet clothes squishing together but neither of you care

“I’m sorry you waited so long” you say as he gently sets you down

He shakes his head moving some of the wet pieces from your hair “You never have to apologise for that, not after how long I made you wait” his fingers glide down your face

You sigh at his touch missing it dearly “I love you Remus, I don’t want to spend another minute away from you” you grab at his jacket pulling him closer to you

He smiles “I love you…” he cups your cheeks “…so much” he leans in closer to you noses brushing together “…let’s make up for lost time then…of course that’s if you’ll have…” he starts before you close the gap, too impatient to let him finish, letting the passion and love in your kiss do the talking for you

He returns it right away, smiling into it, kissing you like he was drowning and this was his air, when you finally pull away he grins at you “Come on” he takes your hand leading you towards the door “We’re wet anyway” he says as you happily follow him out into the rain

He stops little ways from the cottage, taking you into his arms and dancing you around his small garden just like he did back at the party all those weeks ago. You laughed and smiled as he twirled you around, even more as he attempted to dip you down and kiss you but with the mud you both slid and fell to the ground

“Are you alright?” he checks on you, admiring how even in the rain, along with the mud and suit clinging to you and your clothing you still look utterly beautiful in his eyes

“I’m more than fine” you reply grabbing his face and bring him down for another kiss

“Can I use your shower?” you asked as you re-entered the house “and maybe borrow some clothes?” you look back towards him chewing on your lip but are greeted with a mischievous grin “What?”

He doesn’t say anything, just walks up to you and kisses you once more, this time it’s different, there was love and passion sure but also lust, a burning that had been building for so long it had finally snapped and ignited. He backed you slowly into what you figured was his bedroom, hungry kisses making their way down your neck, only severed as your legs hit his bed and you fell onto it

“Rem the covers will get all wet and dirty” you try to sit up but he shakes his head climbing over you

He smirks “I don’t care about that my love as long as it isn’t just the sheets getting wet and dirty”

You lay with your head on Remus’ bare chest, hair and bodies dry and clean now you had taken a shower. You traced the scars, leaning to place a kiss on each one as you finished outlining it while Remus watched you lovingly, watched as you slowly started to break down the high walls of insecurity that surrounded those scars.

You gradually made your way down to his arm, and as you draw over the tattoo you got an idea, sitting up “What’s wrong?” Remus asks but he’s met with an excited smile

“Just wait” you scoot out of the bed, grabbing one of Remus’ jumpers and throwing over your naked body before shuffling out of the room

From his location on the bed and with the door wide open he smirked watching as although his jumper was long on you when you bent down into you bag he got a rather nice view. You soon walked back through a tub similar to the one you used to use for painting in your hands

“What are those for?” he inquires, eyes flicking up and down your body, merlin you looked cute in his jumper

“Oh well I was hoping I could paint your tattoo” you bite your lip “Can I?” he could never say no, nodding right away “Yay…sit against the headboard” you say half shooing him as you climb back onto the bed

He does as you say but when you attempt to kneel next to him he grabs your waist pulling you towards him with a small squeal “No, no, you sit here” he positions you to sit between his legs your back against his chest

You giggle turning your head to give him a quick peck before taking his arm “Hey?” you pout as he removes it from your grasp and takes the paints out of the other placing them on the bed

“Sorry but if you are going to paint me while I’m naked…” he grips the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and over your shoulders, throwing over onto a nearby chair “…then it’s only fair you should be too love” he kisses your bare shoulder

You lean into his chest “I suppose that is fair” you admit, picking up the tub and starting to paint

It tickles a little but he doesn’t mind, he just enjoyed the closeness, how comfortable he felt being with you like this. He trailed little kisses across your back as you worked, loving that you didn’t mind and enjoyed them just as much as he did

You stopped painting hearing a knock at the front door “It’s probably Sirius coming to check on me” he says not bothering to stop the trails of kisses, merely moving his free arm around your front pulling the blanket up to cover your lower half

“Will he come in?” you ask continuing your painting, feeling strangely comfortable despite being half on display

He hums “Yeah…that’s him” you hear the door open, his hand moving up to cover your breasts for when his friend enviably walked in

“Moons you better not be moping in bed again I swear to Godric…well hello there” he announces his voice getting closer until he reaches the door smirking as he sees your rather intimate position

“Hi” you say shyly, trying to just concentrate on your painting “I’m filling in his tattoo” you unnecessarily elaborate

Sirius nods “You sure are…” it was like Remus could already imagine what he was going to say so he cut him off

“Pads don’t you dare” he warns eyeing his friend as his head rested on your shoulder “Now if you shall excuse us…” he sees his friend looking at him expectantly like he wants to know how “…as you can see we are rather busy making up for lost time” he kisses your cheek making you smile, still too nervous to face Sirius whilst only wearing Remus’ arm as a bra

“Okay fine but I want to know everything” he points at the two of you before mouthing to Remus ‘and I mean everything’ he motions with his body

“Pads I can see that in my peripherals” you say making Remus and Sirius chuckle the latter shouting a quick ‘bye’ as he leaves

You finish filling in the last flower “There” you turn your head to look at him “What you think?”

He smiles at it then you “I love it…maybe we should get you Pads’ machine and you can make this permanent” he says genuinely

“You think?” he nods

“Yup but right now” he nudges his nose with yours “Time for me to do the filling” he wiggles his eyebrows before cringing at his own statement “Can we strike that from my record?” you nod as both of you burst out in giggles

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[veethewriter]

Hey, may I have a mha matchup if you don't mind?

I'm 19, straight and use she/her pronouns.

I tend to look cold or distant to other people but I'm actually warm and caring. I'm sometimes rude with the things I say or do I don't even realize.

I'm an overthinker and confused 24/7. I could say I'm sensitive but i'm also not the best when it comes to other people's emotions. I'm also quite forgetful.

I like the color yellow, dancing, music, sleeping, books, my besties and my family.

Thx.💛

Of course!! I match you with denki!

Listen you two are usually confused together. The only easy you can keep track of anything is when you and denki wrote it down and put it somewhere, where you know you'll go to during the day. Now denki is very affectionate towards you but if you do tell him to stop, he might pout but he will stop.

If you do say something rude about denki on accident, he knows you don't mean plus he usually doesn't care (I mean he's friends with Bakugo for god sake.) Denki would be happy to dance with you if you want. If you start to over think to much, denki will help you with what you need to do.

As a first date denki would take you to get new book at a bookstore. As a gift denki would find some cds of the music you like (he'll of course get you a CD player if you don't have one.) If you don't care for affection, this is how he would show he cares for you and loves you.

Hope you like it!! ❤❤ sorry it's kinda short I did my best with what info you gave me!

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[crystalia-witch]

Ostara: ritual and spell

Hi!💜 Blessed be! Today I want to tell you some ideas how to celebrate Ostara🎀

Ostara is germanic Goddess of spring and down. She is awaking Earth and usually experienced as a young woman.

Herbs: Thyme, Lavender🌱

Gemstones: Amethyst, Aquamarine, Blood stone (Heliotrope), Red Jasper, Rose Quartz, Agate🔮

Gods: Eostra, Ostara, Green Goddess, God of forests🏞

Colours: Green, yellow, gold💚

Food: Eggs, fruits and vegetables🥚

Incense: Jasmine💐

Candles: Light green, pastel colours.🕯

Nature inspiration

First at all, I will go to forest or park. I want to feel nature and spring.

Watch out how beautiful it is!

Breath a fresh air, feel that magical power of nature, and how our nature awakes!

After walking in nature, I will make my eggs ritual and Ostara spell.

Eggs ritual

I will boil some eggs and then I will color them with pastel colours.

I will decorate my altar with flowers and candles. I will meditate here. After that I will bring my eggs and eat it (I won't use salt or sauces).

Eggs colours meaning

Blue - purification

Lavender - love, romance, healing

Pink - romantic love

Green - fertility, forests magick, personal beauty

Red - lust, strength, courage, new life

Spell

If you want to make Ostara spell that I will make you need this:

💚green envelope

💙paper

💜pen

💛candles fron your altar

❤your favorite herbs

Write all your wishes for this year on a paper. Take a candle to your hand and drip drops as much as you wrote wishes. When your candle drops imagine your wishes, as if they are already become to reality.

Add you favorite herbs and a paper in to green envelope. Hide it where no one can find it.

After your wishes will come true, burn that letter.

I wil make a Tarot reading too.

My little helper💖. I will celebrate Ostara with him.

This is my plan for Ostara. I hope it was helpful🤗

I'm not english speaking person, sorry.

All pictures are mine.

Spread the love 💖

My instagram: crystalia_witch

Lavender🎀

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[soulssung]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with five of your favourite fics that you've written. Spread the self-love 💛 I hope you're doing well ✨

hello lia, hope you doing well :) sorry for answering this late, it's the first week of uni and still trying to work things out. thank you so much for sending this to me tho❣️

so here we go...

5. old friend

the first story i wrote that wasn't just a drabble, i think. it's also one of my first stories since i got into dnw so it's very special!! i also like how i was able to portrait the emotions on this (which it's how i learned writing emotions is one of my strong points as a writer)

4. a life with you

i think the idea of it it's very creative and fun!! proud of this one

3. right where you left me

one of my favourite taylor swift songs and i actually very proud of the idea on this, i think it's a little sad but i does have some kind of humor to it too

2. the closest point

my first (and only, for now) big piece!! love the idea so much and i think it reflects a lot from my personal/inner self in it

1. big yellow sun

i love the vibe of this one and it's one of the few pieces i've written that i wouldn't change anything about. still hoping one day i get to write the full story!!

honorable mention to wasteland, baby bc i think it turned out very very cute!!

#thank you again for sending this lia <33 #✉️ asks #♡ : lia