Angstpril: 9. MEMORIES FEEL LIKE WEAPONS (Sin and scel- at some point)
@whumpril - Day 5. Defiance
Frustration bubbled in my chest.
“What do you know?” I hissed. “What do you know of being trapped, no release in sight. What do you know of losing everything you had ever cared for? Of realising it meant nothing in the first place?”
A sad glint lit Scélérat’s eyes.
I froze.
Right, he knew. Because of me… He knew all of the above.
Our last challenge prompt... wow. Today we have prongsfoot because I couldn't not write prongsfoot for a platonic challenge. As usual the challenge prompts stay here on tumblr so please read under the cut! I hope you enjoy!!
Did He Say Yes? - James Potter & Sirius Black
Teen, No Warnings
After two successful proposals between the both of them, James and Sirius realise you get an awful lot of free stuff when you propose in public.
@flufftober
"—and they comped our entire meal," Sirius finishes saying, grin huge and ring blinding.
Regulus rolls his eyes from where he's tucked into James' side. "Who cares about proposals anyway?" James and Sirius do not exchange a glance because Regulus would sense it. "I always feel so uncomfortable when I see people out in public getting proposed to."
"Why?" asks Remus curiously.
"What if they say no?" James feels more than he sees his boyfriend cringe.
"Well." Sirius stops and looks away to pout. "You can at least say congrats or something."
"Congrats or something," Regulus repeats sarcastically. Before James can encourage him to be supportive, he follows it up genuinely. "I'm happy for you."
Sirius smiles and reaches across the sofa to grab Regulus' hand. He squeezes it. "Thanks," he replies.
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"—and all of our drinks were free," James gushes excitedly. "It was absolutely perfect." He glances at Regulus from the corner of his eye and sees his fiance practically glowing. "If anything," he starts and Regulus tenses immediately, "I'm a little disappointed that Regulus proposed first."
Sirius gasps and sits forward. "Me too!"
James' eyebrows furrow. "You're upset he proposed to me?"
"No, you numpty!" Sirius smacks his shoulder. "I'm upset that Remus proposed."
Remus raises his eyebrows. "This is news to me," he states.
James and Sirius aren't listening though. No. They're exchanging a knowing glance.
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It's been like this for the last two weeks: Sirius asks James to join him for dinner at an upscale restaurant in London in the first half of the week. He picks him up from the flat in his best suit with a winning smile and proposes over dessert. James invites Sirius out in the last half of the week and proposes in a different upscale restaurant in Cambridge. They take the train and use it as an opportunity to come up with increasingly ridiculous stories of who they are and how they got together. It's become the highlight of their week, proposing and getting all sorts of free stuff.
This week James is going to up the ante. He's already decided on the restaurant. They are going to deviate from Cambridge today. He bought a new suit for this—Regulus had looked at him like he had lost his mind. But what his fiance doesn't understand is that this isn't the kind of place James can show up to in any old thing. No, no. They're going to a Michelin star restaurant tonight.
"I'm leaving," James announces as he passes Regulus in the sitting room.
The other man looks up at him. "You look better for my brother's proposal than you did for mine."
"Hey!" he protests.
Regulus laughs and waves him off. "Have fun!"
"I will!"
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"Evelyn's Table?" Sirius repeats incredulously, gripping James' hand tightly as they hurry down the street. "Are you joking?"
"No!" insists James. "I know you've always wanted to try this place."
Sirius laughs, tight and stilted. "That's an understatement."
James pulls them to a halt in front of the tiny place. He glances at his best friend. "Well. Are you ready to try it?"
Sirius bites the inside of his cheek. "Fuck yeah."
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When James drops Sirius off at his flat later that night, Remus opens the door, rumpled and sweet in a baggy jumper and a pair of flannel sleep pants. "Did he say yes?" he asks teasingly.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Nightlock reveals that one of their adversaries, Kid Thunder, had been in possession of an unknown, damaged Miraculous. Its awoken kwami is dangerous and unstable, and seeks only to be reunited with its "master". Ladybug and Chat Noir's pursuit of it leads them into a dangerous situation when Chat Noir is taken hostage and Ladybug is left to face a much more powerful opponent than either of them anticipated. The world is at stake, secrets will be revealed, and it will all come down to one question...who can they trust?
(It's the final chapter--for @febuwhump day twenty, alt 9: lightning strike)
My name is Jen (I'm the one in the photo with the guitar and turtle tattoo) and along with Bethany (the cutie in the Harry Potter glasses), we'll be posting here about the terrifying yet exciting process of putting together a magazine to be published in the spring.
I hope you'll stay posted for some really cool stuff. :)