Hc that Andrew is the type of person who naturally runs super hot like in the summer this man it STRUGGLING . Neil knows this but never thinks anything of it because Andrew will never admit to anything willingly. He will occasionally sleep shirtless on the hottest days but while they live in the dorms that the most that happens. BUT everything changes when Neil and Andrew get there first place together. Summer comes around that fist year and Andrew is practically allergic to wearing anything more than a small pair of shorts. He is always shirtless and Neil though surprised by this new development has no complaints and Andrew secretly loves how much Neil looks at him when he thinks Andrew won’t notice
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Just putting it out there if Lucas and Dillion ever got married in the future their last name could literally be Hay-Ray
Seriously I was just thinking about this the other day. They would have such a beautiful wedding...
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Traditions (8/9)
Second last one. I briefly considered making this one angsty, but we need more fluff, I think.
Previous Part
Final Part
30 December 1979
Remus was in trouble. He knew that much. Dumbledore had sent him to the werewolf packs for the entire month. That wasn't the issue. He and Sirius had spoken about what they were doing the Order, getting rid of any secrets between them despite Dumbledore's orders. The issue was, first, that Remus hadn't told Sirius he'd be away for the whole month until right before he left, and, second, that the month was December, which meant a lot to both of them. December held a lot of memories. It was the month that Sirius had escaped from his family, that held their anniversary, and of both Christmas and often Hanukkah - important holidays for them and their family.
So Remus was in trouble, and he knew he was in trouble, even though he had apparated immediately after breaking the news, not even waiting for Sirius's reaction. He had plans to make it up to Sirius. He had owled Dumbledore already to tell the old man that he wouldn't be going to the packs in the new year, even if that meant he couldn't be part of the Order. He was tired of leaving for months at a time and making no progress. If that didn't cheer Sirius up, he didn't know what would, but he had bought a bunch of flowers too. Just in case.
When he opened the door to their flat and music drifted into the hallway. Sirius was playing the piano. Remus heard him finish whatever he had been playing before starting in his next piece - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas. Remus stepped into the flat and had to take a moment as he looked around. The living room was decorated for Christmas, the tree lit up with a few presents still sitting underneath. There were a few cards on the mantle and the smell of ginger drifted in from the kitchen. Sirius was, as expected, at the piano, facing away from the doorway and unaware of his partner's arrival.
Remus walked over to Sirius and gently slipped his arms around his waist. Sirius startled at first, before settling back into Remus's hold.
"It smells like Christmas," Remus said in greeting.
Sirius leaned his head back to look up at Remus as he spoke.
"I baked some gingerbread this afternoon. It's still cooling down, but we can build the house in the morning. Tonight is for hot chocolate and presents under the tree."
Remus pulled Sirius up and turned him around so he could look at him properly.
"You didn't have to do all that, love. I would have understood if you did it all without me."
"I know I didn't have to," Sirius replied simply. "But I wanted to. And it doesn't feel right without you. Never has."
Remus leaned forward to kiss his forehead.
"Thank you," he whispered. "For all of this. I love you."
"Merry Christmas, Moons. I love you too."
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Y’all I’m literally never going to be okay about Simon and Betty.
Simon realising that their whole relationship he hadn’t been examining why Betty always followed him because he was too focused on his love for her and not what she really needed. Not what they both really needed.
The devastating parallel of Betty being so blindly in love with Simon that she willingly and unthinkingly always put him first. And Simon being so blindingly in love with Betty that he saw her being happy and so never thought to fucking question whether those were the right decisions to make. Enabling them every time because they were in love and that was what she wanted, right? She wanted to be with him. She loved him. She was happy. So why would he think it should be any different?
And Betty reassuring Simon that she made her own choices. That he didn’t hold her anywhere. That he never forced her to be with him, or put him first. That she made those decisions and that she didn’t have any regrets. But that they both had to let this go because as long as they were focused on each other neither of them were ever going to be able to have the life they needed.
That they had both been trapped for so long carving pieces of themselves out for other people. Betty in her blind devotion when it came to Simon. Simon in his belief that his crimes as the Ice King, and that all the ways he had let down Betty, meant the only purpose and worth he could have was in sacrificing himself for others.
That they both deserved self-possession and the ability to find autonomy and actualisation as individuals. That they deserved to make their own choices, the good and the bad, and just live without the blind devotion, and guilt, and sacrifice that was going to trap them in this loop forever.
That they meant everything to each other, but that now they needed to mean everything to themselves. That the only way forward was on different paths, but that they both deserved that. That they were able to show each other that they deserved that.
That Simon gets to live now.
I will never be okay about this show. Or these two.
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