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Aurthors note: I'm sure this concept has been done, but I had a thought and decided to make myself sad with it

Summery- Sirius has time to sit and think before his trial before Dumbledor comes to him with an offer. Implied WolfStar, angst, Canon compliant, not proofread.

Word count: 396

Azkaban was cold. Of course it was, sirius thought with a bitter scowl, he was alone and waiting trial for his best friends murders... murder, he hardly considered Pettigrew a friend anymore.

Merlin this was a lot to take in, though he supposed now that he had all the time in the world to figure it out, its not like the dementors were going to talk his ear off.

He wondered where Harry was in that moment. They wouldn't take him to Moony, even if he'd probably be the best option. Maybe they'd take him to Frank and Alice, they had another little boy only a few days older than Harry, they'd be perfect.

Then the thought of Moony- or Remus- sat heavy in his stomach. What did he think? Then last thing Sirius had said to him was accusing him of being a traitor. And now... Two of his only friends dead and murdered by the other? Or would Dumbledor clear it all up? Would he tell Remus the truth? Or determine it easier for the werewolf to believe a lie.

Speak, or think, of the devil. Surius turned his head to the entrance if his holding cell to see long purple robes with gold and silver stars, he didn't bother to look up at him.

"I've requested you be trialed under Vertaserum. Due to the heavy restrictions on the Potion, they'd need written consent from you." The elder wizard explained, though his expression pinched in a light frown as if he was anticipating Sirus' response.

"Is there any chance that I can answer all their questions without endangering Remus?"

"Of course there is."

"But it's less likely than me ruining his life to save mine."

"..."

"..."

"Sirius-"

"My answer is no. After everything else let him believe I'm the monster rather than let them treat him like one."

There was a soft hum before Dumbledor spoke again. "They were right to see the Gryffindor in you Sirius. I wish there was more I could do."

Sirius wanted to laugh, to spit in the headmasters face, to call him all sorts of names... but he knew it would do no good. He'd be seen as the insane murderous traitor that the rest of his family was seen as.

He'd have to face his trial the old-fashioned way. He had nothing to hide... except.

"If you refuse, Sirius, it's seen as an admission of guilt. You won't be granted a trial."

It only took a few moments of silence for the elder to understand. With a solemn bow if his head, he turned and left to give them their answer.

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thinking about the Captain and Engineer Mark’s relationship makes me feral. you can view it as platonic or romantic, but it’s undeniable they’re soulmates. no matter what universe they’re in, they’re always together - partners in crime, best friends, lovers. it’s always the two of them, somehow finding each other throughout the multiverse. infinitely, cosmically bound

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And the one time it wasn't Engineer Mark, the captain broke reality pointing out Mark wasn't there.

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Vampire!Eddie Munson x Male! Reader

*Gif not mine*

Summery: After bleeding out in the upsidedown Eddie certainly hadn’t expected to wake up again. Let alone on Steve Harrington’s doorstep with Steve and Dustin looking about ready to kill him again.

warnings: It’s sad boi hours (happy ending?), blood and death, violence?, Not recommended for Fem aligned readers (but who am I to stop you?). 1k words

Author’s note: This is my first time writing like this again in a long time so constructive critisim is encouraged. Please enjoy and feel free to make requests for other stranger things stories or head cannons.

Eddie had expected dying to hurt a lot more.

True the bats had stung like a bitch while they were biting him, but now surrounded by the lifeless bats he found himself exceptionally numb.

Talking Dustin through this was what hurt most, trying to move just to watch the boy’s heart break when he couldn’t... It was all too much. Reality began to sway, spin and fade as he spoke, wanting Dustin to know just how much he cared.

Then for a moment the world came crashing back as he heard a shout, your voice bringing him back to the red stormy skies and rough dirt and sticky blood under his back.

He’d watched you with sad eyes and a soft smile as you wrapped Dustin in a sorrowful hug, much more concerned for Dustin’s breaking heart over your own. Still, one of your hands took Eddie’s and in silence Eddie’s hand squeezed yours before everything went still.

Eddie had expected nothingness in death. That would be the end of it and he could just stop existing.

Whatever this was, it wasn’t entirely death. There had been a moment in which he heard you crying out, heart broken and alone, then floating in darkness.

Eddie wasn’t sure how long it had been before he heard your voice again, pained and tired sounding. There was a rush of cold through his body and he was thrown back into the land of the living with three simple words.

“I forgive you.”

The first thing he noticed was something thick, sticky and sweet slipping over his tongue, that he lapped up greedily. A sweet, almost heavenly smell accompanied it flooding his mind with an odd content feeling.

It was then that he noticed the warm feeling of holding onto a body, soft and going limp in his arms.

Eddie froze, eyes opening and he pulled his head back to look around him.

His eyes immediately landed on Dustin, stood looking horrified towards the older boy, gripping a baseball bat in his hands. Just behind him Steve stood, looking less horrified but much more angry.

“Let him go!” Steve sounded tired and wary, yet his voice was still firm, another bat covered in nails was held tightly in his own hands.

Eddie, swallowing a fearful lump that sat uncomfortable in his throat, finally looked down to whoever was in his arms. Heart sinking as he saw (e/c) eyes, barely open, staring up at him with fear.

‘Oh’ Eddie thought to himself ‘I’m in hell.’

He had to be right? There was no other way that he could bring himself to hurt you unless he was forced to as some sort of sick punishment. 

“Eddie?” Dustin’s voice did not pull his eyes away from you.

“This... isn’t real. I didn’t-! I could never!” he was frantic, bringing a hand up to your cheek. “Stay with me, we're gonna fix this. Steve’s gonna call you an ambulance, we're gonna get you all fixed up okay just keep those eyes on me.”

You let out a shaky laugh, bringing a hand up to Eddie’s cheek, wiping away his tears. “I forgive you.” You said again, eyes kind as you did your best to keep them open. You mentally noted his eyes, much preferring them back to their soft brown than the harsh red they’d been moments before.

You’d been praying to have Eddie back, to have him hold you like he used to. Now here he was, all soft eyes and panicked rambling, it left an oddly determined feeling in your heart. You silently promised to hold on the best you could, not trusting your words you instead pulled him down so his lips meet yours.

It’s warm and sticky with your blood still on his lips, it’s wet with his tears and desperate. In that moment you find it hard to care, even with the small shocked gasp coming from Dustin.

Eddie gives you a watery smile as you as things go dark, you hear distant siren’s mixed with Steve barrating Dustin about how your sexuality is not the main concern right now.

You woke up in a nauseating bright white room, that smell of disinfectant and various medications.

A soft pounding in your head followed the steady beat of the heart rate monitor next to you. Flopping your head to the side you spot Steve and Eddie each sitting in a chair watching tiredly as Dustin dramatically waves the story of Eddie fighting his inner monster to save your life. You grunt softly as you sit up to see the rest of the kids sit staring at Dustin, some looking at him as if they don’t believe a word he said, while the others look slightly amazed.

“Dustin... shut up.” You croak out oh so eloquently, lifting a hand to your forehead, groaning when the IV slightly tugs.

Completely missing the point of your words, as so many teens do, the kids all rush to gather round you rapidly firing questions at you, wanting to understand your side of the story.

“Alright!” Steve called over the rowdy crowd. “You little shits are giving ME a headache and I’m not the one who’s just had the blood transfusion.”

Steve gave you a small nod at the appreciative smile. “Let’s give these two some privacy and you can interrogate him when he’s feeling better.”

You watched as Steve ushered the kids out, chuckling softly at their indignant shouts and whines.

You turn your head at the uncomfortable hospital bed dipping, seeing Eddie sheepishly looking down at your hand. He opens his mouth and closes it again, repeating the action multiple times before you put him out of his misery and speaking first.

“I meant it, you know.” You tangle your fingers with his, bringing them to your lips to place a soft kiss at his knuckles. “You’ll never accept that it wasn’t you that did it, but I’ll make sure you accept that I still love you and that I forgive anything you did.”

Leaning forward you kiss away a tear rolling down his cheek. “I’m alive because you were strong enough to come back to be. How could I ever be angry at you for that?”

Perhaps Eddie did blame himself. Maybe there would always be lingering guilt. But if you were there to whisper your love into his ear, to kiss away the guilt, then maybe he could eventually find it in himself to forgive himself too.

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In a video with Michael, Jeremy, Joe, Matt, Jack and BK how is Ky STILL the loudest?

And no, this isn’t about her race (shouldn’t have to clarify that but if I didn’t people would just call me a racist and ignore my point)

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If you want a genuine answer, it's editing. Each person's audio is separate and the editors bring attention to what they think is funniest or most entertaining.

Another possibility, she has the highest pitched voice and that is going to carry much more, plus its a rather different voice e to most of the others.

Our brains pick out patterns and anomalies, so the voices of women, and BIPOC women in particular, are going to stand out when most of what you listen to are men.

So maybe it's nit that she's actually the loudest, maybe her voice just stands out and that makes it feel like she's loud.

Either way I like her, she has a team nice dynamite kind of energy, loud and powerful but giffy and fun.

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Wow Ry*n H*yw**d apologists are just going to attack every couple that RH couldn't even dream of being a part of.

Jeremy mentioned he struggled with not snacking and Kat offered a solution. That is a couple that respects each other and communicates.

Instead of idolizing a fucking criminal, or continue in your own little area (I'm not here to be your fucking counceller) but can you just fucking leave people alone if you have literally no proof at all.

It's pathetic.

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Icarus: I made you this friendship necklace.

Damianoss: oh... I'm not much of a jewelry person.

Icarus: *reaching to take it back* you don't have to keep it

Damianoss: *aggressively putting it on* no! Back off its mine!

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So I found out how to make memes and went a little crazy with it. Please accept my semi decent memes as I try and recover from last nights episode. @lifeofthepartydnd

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@lifeofthepartydnd has this been done yet?

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I'm curious how everyone is enjoying the heist?

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My first ending was the monkey heaven.

My last ending was I wanna be free.

My favourite ending is probably one last split up. So cute.

Least favourite is Clever girl. (it's not bad just not good either)

Favourite cameo (other than Chica) is the slowmo guys.

Least favourite (I loved them all but if I had to choose) is the scientist because I don't know who she is.

Favourite new character honestly it's a tie between Illinois and Zombiethan.

Least favourite new character... The shark?

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I was messing about on Akinator and was having him guess Connor Murphy. He asked the usual, like if he was a youtuber and such. Then he asked if my character was gay, naturally I laughed and answered ‘Probably’. Then who should pop up? Our dear Connor.

This just confirms.... Connor is gay.

Edit:

This was before I read the book and found out that Connor is Cannon gay.

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If you pause the video to look at the photos you can see three pictures of mark and his friends. To the right Mark and Damien looking happy and calm.

On the left we see Mark Damien and the Colonel all smiling and looking rather happy to be together.

However in the middle we have Mark and the woman from the end looking a little more than friendly, with Damien and Colonel not looking so happy.

The woman seems to have been more to Mark than a friend, perhaps she has something to do with them celebrating, an engagement maybe. This may also explain why Mark suddenly stopped talking to his friends to focus on a relationship.

A theory I have is that maybe this woman is liked by one of the others, quite possibly the Colonel (hence why he would suddenly resent Mark.) and killed Mark out of jealousy.

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Can you imagine Remus telling off the other marauders for not doing their home work and goes to say 'its not rocket science' and 'its nit brain surgery' at the same time and ends up saying 'its not Rocket surgery.' Then the others take the mick out of him for like a month after because its one of those few moments that Remus messes up with words.