Boredom, Flustration and Love Confessions part 1
Hdjdjd my very first non- Percy Jackson fic djsgdkd i hope you like this little drabble
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It starts like this:
Sirius is bored.
A bored Sirius, James knows, is never a good thing, because the boy will whine in James' ear and poke him in the ribs or bite his shoulder or tug on the fringe on the back of his head that's a bit longer than the rest of his hair (he had a munj ceremony when he was eight and he still keeps the evidence at sixteen) till James is sighing and giving in to Sirius' demands of chaos.
And honestly, James is way too fond of Sirius to be even remotely annoyed by his antics. Also doesn't hurt that he thrives off of chaos just as much as the other boy does.
However, there are times when Sirius doesn't bother to wheedle James into causing mischief, and simply goes off to do it on his own. On those days, he is dead set on giving James a heart attack.
Days like today.
It's a beautiful Saturday, really— the sky isn't too blue but it isn't cloudy either, and the breeze is just this side of cold. Perfect for Quidditch. James is sitting in his favourite seat in the Gryffindor common room, where he is far enough away from the fire that his skin isn't burning and he can stare at the Quidditch pitch through the open window. He and Remus are getting their homework over with between the exchange of sarcastic barbs, prank ideas and wicked smiles. Peter is off at detention and Sirius... come to think of it, where is Sirius?
The Fat Lady's portrait opens, but James doesn't look; he turns to Remus with the question of Sirius on the tip of his tongue, but is cut off by the werewolf lifting his head up and catching sight of someone.
"Oi, Pads," Remus hollers, "fuck've ya been?"
James whips his head up and grins widely at his best mate, who is sauntering up to them with a lazy smirk and an effortless elegance to his long limbs that James never figured out how to imitate. His grey eyes harbour that perpetual devilish gleam that is unique to Sirius, and James' gaze catches on the few stray waves of pitch black hair that are slipping out of his bun. Sirius walks close enough to get a ray of sunshine across his face, and silver glitters at his ears.
See, here's the thing: Sirius has piercings. A fuckton of piercings, ranging from the generic lobe piercings to the playful helix to the risque belly button to the roguish eyebrow to a downright sinful industrial. In total, he has nine piercings, compared to James' simple lobe piercings that his parents got done when he was a baby. Sirius also has a huge collection of earrings and ear cuffs, and he is never seen without at least four accessories in. Today, he's wearing all of them.
James resolutely keeps his eyes away from that attention-grabbing jewellery.
"Cheers, Padfoot," he chirps, and Sirius chuckles as he plops down next to him, lifting a hand to ruffle James' hair. The younger boy squawks and swats at his hand, making Sirius and Remus snicker.
"Alright Moons, Jamie?" he nods at the both of them, leaning back and spreading his legs so that his left one is thrown across James lap. The black ripped denim jeans stretch obscenely across his thick thighs, but James keeps his smile on his face.
"Just the Arithmancy essay," he answers, but keeps his quill down and drops his head onto Sirius' shoulders. "The one about the compression of space-time in Apparition. Where have you been?"
"Oh y'know," Sirius shrugs, and James shifts back to follow the line of his broad, leather-clad shoulders before he catches himself and looks away, heat crawling up his cheeks. "Getting a piercing."
Oh, no.
James notices Remus perk up out of the corner of his eye (the lad has his own impressive collection of piercings) but he is more invested in scanning Sirius' ears for the new addition. A second later, he frowns; all the piercings are old ones.
"Where is it?" he asks, curious. (The poor boy forgets– curiosity killed the cat.)
Sirius' grey eyes flicker with mischief, and James is given barely a second to register the foreboding feeling that suddenly fills his guts before his best friend is sticking out his tongue, a sly tilt to his lips. A flash of silver hits James' eyes.
"Holy shit!" Remus crows, and Sirius laughs, but James' mouth has gone dry. He stares at that tongue, at the sneak peeks of the metal ball he gets when Sirius starts a rapid-fire conversation with Remus, gaze drawn to the full, pale pink lips as they curl around words that James cannot be bothered to listen to.
Oh, fuck.
A tongue piercing.
Sirius has a tongue piercing.
Fuck.
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Okay so NO ONE JUDGE ME OVER HERE. But I've been reading some chethan fics... And I've had some thoughts. (Obviously, spoilers for Scream VI).
It really just happened by accident, there was that fic that popped up on the Avatar ao3 page someone wrote of the Avatar characters reacting to Scream VI, like an alternate version of Spider. In that fic I don't believe Ethan is ghostface, but I don't remember fully.
So I had known in passing people shipped Ethan and Chad, and I got curious as to their Ethan isn't ghostface versions, because as I said in a post recently that movie was held up by fantastic action scenes and great ideas, and dragged down by some weak ghostface reveals. Especially when compared to how strong the reveals were in Scream (2022). Anyways, I found some really interesting stuff on there, fics where Ethan is not ghostface but Quinn and his dad are, making it like a massive betrayal, and usually the dad and Richie were super abusive to Ethan and what not. I find that kinda interesting as a plot, it makes it like ghostface Richie was his tormentor for decades before he ever was to the core four, but he's still a suspect and they still can't trust him fully. I don't know, I think it makes it more complex and better motivations for the killers, the screenwriters really should've let me give them notes on the script before they started filming. All irrelevant, really, because Ethan's character was actually a dirty filthy murderer, but still. Could've been used better.
BUT ANYWAYS, the point of this is to say; has there really been no Scream AU Avatar fic? Like it seems to me like that shit is just sitting here waiting to be made. Like, half of you all are just Jack Champion fangirls so you have seen both. Idk, I read a couple chethan fics and the character fanon-Ethan has morphed into is really kinda Spider coded, so it writes itself. I can tell you the plot easy, right now.
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I am unironically thinking about an immortal Spider-au, so just hear me out. At some point in his younger years, he gets into an accident that ends with him dead and waking up in Eywa, meeting a few unfamiliar faces😉. He doesn't stay long there as his body heals and pulls him right back out. Since he is a kid and doesn’t really comprehend what happened, just that it’s a way for him to finally"connect" with pandora, he starts doing it on purpose, the only problem being that his body adapts every time he does it, even the air doesn't affect him at some point. Imagine him taking the bullet for Neteyam and just shrugging it and off while every one else is freaking out. If you want an angstier version, Neteyam still dies, and since Spider has probably done his thing way too many times, he has to go to some extreme lengths to meet him, even then it might not work.
ANON HAVE YOU NOT BEEN LISTENING WHY WOULD I WANT THIS ANGSTIER VERSION. FUCK OFF, THAT'S A GREAT CONCEPT.
It's givinggggg New Moon but darker and less comically stupid. I do love this take on self harm, which is a concept we love doing with Spider and characters like him. Not to get all annoying and English major-y, but I love the speculative as metaphors for serious topics. Spider has to hurt himself in order to be seen by those he loves. That is, uGH, so juicy and well thought out excuse me while I go put that on my novel concept google doc.
Yes, the idea of him shrugging off the bullet is funny, but this idea of him going to greater and greater lengths to see his love, knowing that eventually he'll run out of options, and all the while somewhat hoping that it'll stick this time and he can stay with Neteyam; brutal and beautiful. He might never die, and the more ways he tries places him one step closer to never seeing Neteyam again.
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