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@lyssaaaanderr
Nina Ollivander died. Someone stabbed her, I think? Anyway she left a will to everyone she liked, so that pretty much settles that.Â
Love kissing you.Â
He was just a confused guy with a cute butt. Don’t be too hard on his memory. And anyway, me going out with him STILL didn’t make you want to date me, so that was a lost effort. To think he died for nothing…
Love you.
It's gonna be like this forever, right Ti?
Yeah, he’s pretty sexy in that unwashed-hobo kind of way.Â
Ugh stahp please don’t remind me. We all have secret embarassments when it comes to Nonnie. And Nina Ollivander. Just let’s bury them in the dirt and forget they ever existed, okay?Â
Yeah. I feel that way too, so I understand. And I believe you. I just…I sure do miss Alios sometimes. Remember how he dramatically killed himself after we broke up?Â
That's what I like to hear.
Is Nina Ollivander dead or did her was it just her grand uncle that died? God, I can't even remember anymore it's like it was a lifetime ago. Already burned.
Yeah, well, I definitely don't miss Alios when I look back and see all the misery he put you through.Â
He only loves me for my money.Â
I dunno. If I say yes, Aurelia’s gonna get real upset with me. So you have to promise you won’t tell her, okay? And hey, at the very least, you’re my favorite blonde who I’ve had sex with.Â
Poor thing. If it wasn’t the drugs it was the eating disorders, or the blatant lies about how her parents wouldn’t allow her to exercise.Â
Hey, do you ever regret this? Us, I mean? Do you ever wish you had stuck with the Maneat-…I mean, Molly?Â
Promise I won't tell her and that's not going to cut it because Michael Rosier-Henlin is blonde and he's been a thorn in my side since the toddler years.
Can you believe she used to be your ballroom partner? It's the only thing that keeps me from total embarrassment whenever we dance, I know I have to better than she was.
When you really love someone, Ti, I think you just learn to love everything. The good and the bad. There's nothing in this world or the next that could ever make me regret you.
Your boyfriend is Casanova incarnate. Also, Ashforth hinted that his next detention was going to involve me scrubbing the floors in a thong, so I think that means he’s starting to like me?Â
I didn’t know Nonnie was out of rehab! Good for her!Â
I think that means he's always liked you.
I'm still your favorite blonde though, right? Because I can't compete with Ashforth, have you seen that guy's six pack?
Mhm. Back on the manhunt once again. I think it's that kid Kara's friends with - Ian, or something.
Definitely my hero. Molly Weasley is definitely worth that much. You know what they say. Poignant and savory be her weaknesses…whatever that means.Â
Doesn’t matter. It only properly started just a few minutes ago, when I saw you. How was yours?Â
Is that your ultra smooth way of saying 'it was horrible and I don't want to talk about it' or is my boyfriend just Casanova reincarnate?
Lorcan and Aurelia flirted, Theon Bulstrode brooded, and Rhiannon Shadowwood offered me a joint... So I'm going to say pretty average.
Hey you.Â
Something like that. Godric, I hate that guy. Did you really? That would be so sweet, except I know you don’t eat pie, so it can’t have been much of a sacrifice.Â
Yeah, but since I didn't snag a piece in time I had to get this one from Molly Weasley who could've gone all fatal attraction on me at any given second. So basically I'm your hero. I accept payment in blush rash cream.
How was your day?
Wow.
It’s funny how things change and still stay the same, huh?Â
Hey, handsome.
Did Ashforth have you working late tonight? Is that why you weren't at dinner? I saved you some pie!
Okay, umm...here goes.
Godric I…I didn’t think I would be this nervous…you have to hold my hand the whole time, okay? That’s the only way I’ll be able to get through all this without losing my nerve.Â
For most of the people in our world, the last few years have been more darkness than Light. Not for me though. Not for me, because I had you. And what is darkness when there’s you, who are everything good, everything bright, everything beautiful? And so I’m here, standing before all our friends, and our families, and the entire wizarding world, and I’m making you a promise.
By Merlin and magic, Lysander Rolf Scamander, I swear to love you with all of my heart, all of my mind, and all of my soul. I swear to listen to every word you say with all my attention, even when you’re talking about things I don’t understand at all. I swear to rub that vile green potion on your back every time the season changes and that rash starts to break out, and I swear to always tease you about your Ravenclaw Rulez underwear. I swear never to let you refuse to dance just because you’re too nervous. I swear to never eat shellfish because I know you’re allergic. I swear to wake up and make you pancakes every Sunday, as long as you pretend they’re not gross. I swear to remind you, always, of how brilliant and beautiful you are.Â
-wipes eyes- And I, Tibalt Oberon Gloryflower, swear to you, Lysander Rolf Scamander, by blood, and by breath, and by bone, to…to have you, and hold you, and love you, with the entirety of my heart, today, and every day, from now until the end of time.Â
Well if I can j-just get the tears to stop flowing for a minute, I might be able to recite mine. Though it's kind of even more nerve-wracking to try and follow up that. It was probably the more beautiful than anything I've ever heard, read, or seen in my entire life.Â
I don't know if I could ever put into words everything that you are. I crumpled and uncrumpled and crumpled so many pieces of paper trying to write this, I probably took out a whole forest. Tibalt you are as strong as a raging river yet as gentle as a trickling stream. As loud as a fanfare, but at times, quiet as a mouse. You are the best of every world, and I'm so glad you're a big part of mine.
By Merlin and magic, Tibalt Oberon Gloryflower, I swear to love you with all of my heart, all of my very large mind, and all of my soul. I swear to wear that ridiculous looking bell everywhere and anywhere, because I always want to be found by you. I swear to hold still while you tie my cravats, no matter how tickled my neck gets. I swear to spend every single day for the rest of my life trying to convince you that you are the most perfect thing to walk the planet, four pack and all. I swear to always help you up when you fall, even if I run the risk of you pulling me into the mud too. We'd laugh about it later anyways. I swear to come to bed when you ask, even if I'm on the cusp of this generation's most prominent academical breakthrough.
And I, Lysander Rolf Scamander, swear to you, Tibalt Oberon Gloryflower, by blood, and by breath, and by bone, to have you, and hold you, and love you, with the entirety of my heart, today, and every day, from now until the end of time.Â
Hey Sander
People keep asking me about being nervous. I almost feel bad telling them there’s not even a single butterfly. Except the ones I get when I look at you, but I mean, about actually getting joined.Â
But this is just a party, you know? It’s just a little milestone in a relationship between two people who’ve been meant for each other from the beginning. We’re already in love, and we’ll still be in love after, and this is just a big announcement to let everyone know.Â
I notice Molly didn’t show up, though. Can’t say I’m surprised. Or disappointed.Â
I really couldn't have said it better myself and I'm supposed to be the Ravenclaw. Geez, Ti, stop stealing my thunder.
She's busy nursing Calaway back to health, I believe. Paralyzed from the waist down, that's the permanent damage.
I wanted you to be the first to know that I told Aurelia that I loved her. We kissed. Unless you and Ti were lurking in the bushes, checking up on us.Â
Yeah, I already know. We really were lurking in the bushes. But congrats, man. The Glorymander square is complete. Funny how it was almost a Weaslemander square, huh?
Very glad we dodged that bullet.
Hey Sander
I was hoping you’d say that, cause it would’ve been really embarrassing to send all these people home.Â
Also in case you weren’t aware, you look hot when you’re about to get married.Â
You look hotter.
You know, I thought I'd be a little more nervous on my wedding day. But I guess I always knew this was coming. Had a little time to prep for it. And you make me comfortable.
She’s with someone else, Lys’. And I want to spend this moment with you, just for a bit. I love you. Thanks for always taking care of me. Even when I had Spattergroit, you were there for me all of the way. You’ve always been closeby. And I wouldn’t have it any other way, honestly. Not only are you my twin, but you’re my best friend. I’m not trying to bring you down, I’m trying to uplift you when I say this next.
My Boggart and my worst fear is losing you, Lys’. A life without you is unfathomable. Without you, I’m incomplete. You know how most kid’s heroes are their parent’s? You’re my hero, Lysander Scamander. I love you.
Y-You're... The best brother anyone could ever ask for. Pure and kind and intelligent and wonderful. I wouldn't have made it all these years without you, it's so hard to put into words just how much you mean to me, Lorcan, I... I love you too. And I've enjoyed every moment I've spent with you. Even when you had spattergroit.
Hey Sander
Will you marry me?
Do you even have to ask?
The Joining || Open
Tibalt’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight Lysander had unveiled. “Wow,” he breathed, stepping slowly to the tenuously hanging wood door. TI ran his palm along it, felt the rough, splintery wood and the weight of a thousand memories. “I forgot all about this place,” he admitted quietly. His words came out in the hushed voice of someone in a cathedral, in a sacred place. He pulled it open and ducked down to his knees so he could crawl in.Â
Once inside, he leaned his back against the wall and looked around at the old, dirty fort. He didn’t realize that his face was wet with tears until one fell and soaked into the collar of his shirt. He laughed hoarsely and wiped at his eyes. “Sorry,” he breathed. “Dammit, I wasn’t supposed to cry until I recited my vows. It was going to be dramatic and moving. Damn you for ruining my plans…” He leaned his head on Lysander’s shoulder. “Some great times in here, huh Sander? I remember the time we stayed in here for a week, pretending like Aurelia was a dragon and this was our castle.” He looked over, into the sky blue eyes he had always loved. “Even those fantasies can’t compare to this. This…dream come true I’m living right now.”Â
"I had too, until earlier today. Saw a photograph in your bedroom. Made me lust after old times, even though... Everything I've got now is pretty damn great." Large, thick roots shot out of the tip of Lysander's wand, curling around the figure to keep it from collapsing when they stepped inside. It was funny, how easily magic came to him now. His wand was an extension of his hand, every spell he used one of his own invention. So many had been tabooed during the war that they'd had to improvise a little. He crouched to his hand and knees, crawling inside behind Ti.
It looked exactly as Lysander had remembered, the only difference being it was coated with a significant layer of dust that quickly dissolved with another tap of his wand. The tears that ran down Ti's cheeks were happy tears, and Lysander didn't even have to confirm it, that beautiful laugh that left his husband's lips was the only assurance he needed. "You're forgiven. And sorry I ruined your plans. Even though," he paused, reaching over to grab two wooden swords from the table beside them, "I know you were dying to reunite with these guys." Giving them a quick swish, he laughed, setting them down and attempting to dry Ti's tears. "I know. And I know that today should be all about us and who we are now, so much has changed, but... You shouldn't forget your roots." Sander said firmly, giving Ti's shoulders a quick squeeze.
LY’S’ AND TIBALT SITTING IN A FORT, K - I - S - S - I N - G. FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES A TISANDER BABY IN A BABY CARRIAGE.
Does that ring a bell, big bro? And to think that I thought that I was going to be the Scamander bro who marries first. Thanks for making me see sense, guys.
...I'm gonna let that pass once, little brother.
Speaking of women you're so painfully obviously in love with, won't Aurelia be upset you've left her to deal with mum and dad all alone?
The Joining || Open
“Believe what you want,” Ti said playfully. “Before this, you were the second most gorgeous guy in the world. After me of course. But now…no contest. You’re definitely number one.” Ti waved noncommittally at Gloriana Griffinsnest, smiling wryly at how jealous he had been of her at the Sunrise Ball right after he and Sander had started their relationship. But now, he knew, Lysander was his, all his, and Ti knew that he was spoiled and selfish enough to take unending joy in that knowledge.
Ti jerked involuntarily when Lysander’s lips brushed his ear and let out a loud curse. “I mean…what?” He asked, blushing fiercely, and all the while cursing in his head that Lysander had finally, after all this time, found the spot on Tibalt’s body that was as sensitive as the spot on Lysander’s neck. He plowed on, anxious not to let Sander realize what he had just discovered and focusing all his energy on not being aroused. “Umm…no, but if it’s my parents’ bedroom, you can count me out.”
If it had been an earlier time in the year, Lysander might have made a crack about Michael Rosier-Henlin making the list. It might've been seemingly playful with an undertone of very serious bitterness. But after the war, after everything he'd been through with the boy whose hand he held in his, he could not imagine a Ti that did not belong to him. Irrevocably, eternally, beautifully his. "That is an argument that you will never, ever win. Not against me, at least." he retorted. Wave after wave of giddiness washed over Sander as he passed all their friends, greeting each with a joyous smile. They'd all come out of it. They were all here to see Lysander's wedding, and all was well.
Sander grinned when Ti jumped, his heart skipping a beat like it always did when he was reminded of the effect he could have on his best friend. "Don't be ashamed. It's hot." he informed, upon seeing the blush pushing it's way up Ti's face. "Not your parent's bedroom." he said quietly. They'd reached the end of the pavillion. The crowds were sparser out here. Tugging his wand out of the waistband of his boxers, he wove it once to lift the glamours, and an old, wooden, rickety fortress appeared. A battered sign hung from the front, 'DO NOT ENTER UNLESS TIBALT, LYSANDER, OR LORCAN' written across it in poor script. "Soo..." he said, a grin pushing up the corner of his mouth. "You remember this place, or do I need to re-familiarize you?"
The Joining || Open
Ti turned to see Lysander’s face - it had always been like seeing the dawn - and a smile broke out. “Hey sweet-” he began, but too soon, Lysander’s lips were pressed against his, and the gentle thrill sent a shiver running down Tibalt’s back. He thought about where they were standing, and all the times growing up they had stood in this exact same spot. Ti had never dreamed back then that he would be here joining with Lysander, but here they were, two men with one heart, and when he thought about it like that it was too overwhelming. Ti knew he would cry when they exchanged their vows. He didn’t want to start now.
He ran his thumb gently over the scar above Lysander’s eyebrow. “Have I told you have much this turns me on?” Ti asked, smiling. “It’s so…rugged. Like I’m about to be joined with this totally badass war hero. What more could a boy want?” He bit at the left corner of his lip - a very undignified gesture, but none of that mattered when it was just the two of them. He nodded at Lysander’s request. Large parties had never been his thing, and this was the largest party Tibalt had ever been to. “I think Aurelia and Lorcan can stall the ceremony long enough,” he said, his eyes sparkling at the thought of hiding away right now. “I’m following you, Sander. Always.”
Sander didn't bother suppressing the perceptible shiver that coursed through him upon feeling Ti's soft tumb against the sensitive spot just above his eyebrow. The touch sent tingles racing up and down his everywhere. "That tickles. You know that tickles." the playful admonishment didn't even sound playfully admonishing, he couldn't put anything but joy in the words he spoke that day. "And you have told me. I don't believe it though. I think you're just saying it to make me feel better about it. Honestly, Lord Scamander," he began, hand curving around Ti's waist, "What have I told you about that lip biting?" At the mention of his brother and Aurelia, Sander's grin only widened, and he let out a jovial laugh, nodding in agreement.Â
Threading his fingers through Tibalt's, Sander pulled him away from the prying eyes and through the endless mob of people on the Gloryflower estate. There was one place on the grounds that would be empty today. One place that Sander could count on to be quiet. And they needed a little quiet. Pulling Ti further and further away from the large tent set up in the middle of the pavillion, he leaned back to whisper a question. "Have you guessed where we're going yet?" Sander asked, his lips brushing against the shell of Ti's ear.Â
