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[diana-bookfairchild]

@harrypocter Week 3: Lee Jordan

Lee flicked his wand and conjured a bunch of dandelions to lay on the grave.

He knelt in front of it, ignoring the dirt getting on his work robes. He worked for a wireless network anyway, appearances didn’t matter.

“Hey, Freddy.” He said casually. “So, this time I decided on dandelions. It represents ‘the return of life and rebirth’ according to the bloody book, which I think is rather ironic. D’you agree?”

He paused. “Of course, you do. It’s a damn good joke, if I say so myself. Plus a pretty great callback. Remember second year? The Halloween Feast?”

There was another long moment of silence. The breeze whistled through his robes and hair and against the gravestone, as though to break the depressing silence or trying to reassure him.  

At first, talking to the grave as though it would actually respond had been a coping mechanism and Lee had nearly sobbed every time he’d realized there was no point and there was never going to be a withering retort ever again. The pauses had been crushing.

Now, though. . . .

Talking to his old best friend’s grave like this made him nostalgic. More upbeat than upset. More melancholy than rage at the unfairness of the world. More a lingering loving sadness than despair. More spasming than debilitating. The pauses were more symbolic of the departure from his regular life, the dipping back into those war-torn awful years.

“George has a new product out,” He continued, standing up and walking around, gesturing as he did when he told stories without a mic. “It’s a figurine of Harry, actually. He’s experienced a sudden upsurge of popularity since the Blackwood case. Should’ve seen his face when George told him. It was at the last DA reunion. George loved his reaction, though he probably loved it a lot less when Ginny started to ‘console’ him, if you know what I mean.”

He waited again, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of wind and sunshine. The Weasleys really had picked a beautiful place for the grave.

“Angie’s pretty great, too. She was all giggly with Luna and Audrey and Alicia at the reunion though, which makes me worry because that is a dangerous group. Don’t tell them I said that,” he added. “Also, she’s taken a break from the Wanderers. Because. . .”

He cleared his throat. “Well, that’s why I wanted to come see you today. I’m sure you must be wondering. It isn’t your birthday, or Christmas, or the 4th of July, or New Year’s Day or the anniversary of the battle. It’s. . . .”

He wondered how to put it. Fred had always liked straightforwardness, Lee decided. George was the one to dilly-dally and outsmart.

“George and Angelina told me they’re pregnant,” he blurted out. “Well, Angie’s pregnant. They’re having a kid,” he emphasized, in case Fred hadn’t understood.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong, they’ll make amazing parents, but still, here I am, bachelor, trying to remember the names of my dates - I accidentally called Andrew Alan and he threw a tantrum and left last month - and there they are, having an actual, literal baby. And they decided to make me godfather! Me!” He gestured wildly at himself. “What the hell made them think that would be a good idea? Ha! Last week I nearly burned down my apartment trying to make something edible.”

Lee paused again, and continued softly. “Th-They’ve found out the gender. It’s a boy.”

He laughed slightly hysterically. “I’m going to have a godson! I’m going to be a godfather! How about that, huh?”

He hesitated. “And – well. I know it’s different, and complicated, and George and Angie are a bit—” He shrugged, not able to articulate it. George and Angelina and their relationship could be as complicated as easy, as ugly as beautiful, as defined by grief as by happiness, and as marked by Fred’s absence as by the presence of his lingering ghost and legacy. “But – there’s no way they’re ever going to end up naming him anything but Fred. Wait and see. George blathered on about some names they’re contemplating, but I’d stake my Gringotts vault on it.”

He let out a breath and then knelt in front of the gravestone again, tracing the letters on it with his finger. “Your life was way too short. And—” He remembered seeing Fred the last time, the easy smirk on his face as he twirled his wand and made a crap joke in the Great Hall, the way Lee clapped his shoulder and said ‘Later, mates’ before leading his own group out onto the grounds, thrumming with excitement and nerves and determination.

He remembered feeling guilty for his own grief, about how all-consuming it had been, when to him George had been more important, George who had lost his twin brother.

“I couldn’t save you. You died.”

He closed his eyes again, pressing his forehead to the stone. “But … it happened. Dwelling on it’s not going to help. I’m going to do my best to make sure Lil’ Fred has a long, long life. He has to at least outlive me.” Lee nodded determinedly.

“I know you’ll be watching over him,” He continued, getting back on his feet. “Just like you’re probably fanboying over Teddy and Victoire and Dominique and Jamie and Lance and Percy’s soon-to-come kid. And well – I will be too. So, one more collaboration, huh, Freddie?” He smiled in remembrance. “S’how we became friends, remember? You were so nasty about it. ‘One collaboration’, you said. ‘We’re a duo,’ George said. And that promptly went down the drain when we actually got into it.”

His mouth twisted in a half bitter half fond smile. Somehow, the old grief had returned as an itch from the celebration of a new life he had meant to do. Grief had that way. He could be standing and doing something perfectly normal one moment and the next want to collapse and curl up and sob. He couldn’t stand to be there a second longer. “Love you, Fred, you Merlin damned asshole. See you soon.”

And he turned and walked away, ghosts still pressing at his heels, back into his life.

Feedback appreciated! I'll admit I got a teensy bit carried away with the length. . . .

[shyjusticewarrior]

Damian: Fuck you. Bis your lingual.

Tim: Fuck you. Bis your sexuality.

Jason: Fuck you. Bis your cycle.

[comingyourlugubriousness]

Idia Shroud Cloud calling (fan card)

Full body, notes, and design rambling under the cut:

Ahhh,I didn't get this out before the end of the english version of the Cloud calling. This is an outfit to match with Yume's version here. Since Yume's outfit was based on Ono, I made Idia's based on Anga, also from the Lion guard.

It was lots of fun to incorporate the color palette and designs. Personally, I think both Idia and Yume would wear some kinda covering, but I really wanted to draw these daishiki's. Let's use our imagination an say this is a slightly more confidant Idia now that he's been with Yume for a bit.

Design notes:

-Matching beads and feathers with Yume.

-Darker color scheme to fit in with what I think Idia would wears (he tends to avoid light pastel colors). While also fitting Anga's color scheme.

-Hair is only braided in one small section by Yume and decorated with a bead (a star) that represents Yume (a sunset savanna culture thing me and @bunnwich talked about). The rest of his ponytail is divided by beads, but not braided.

-Purple makeup to match with Anga's color pallet

-Sun umbrella bc I know this man will burn.

-Given a longer daishiki with shorter sleeves to be comfortable, but more functional then Yume's

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Tbh There really is no reason for Idia to tag along, I simply want him there bc I think it would be fun. (Also something something about Idia and Ortho wanting to travel more while they still can, but that's another discussion) @bunnwich thought of Idia being invited the same way Kalim was, bc the Shroud's being an influential family too is very good and interesting. (more subtle then the Asim's)

It's funny to imagine Idia tagging along bc they would not care much about the Bead brawl at all (and lets be honestly, Leona wouldn't choose him). Everyone's training hard for it while Idia and Yume are doing dumb touristy stuff unbothered and flourishing.

[ihaveanaversiontodecisions]

seeing the "Jon isn't a poc character because white people make up most of academia and also the voice actor is white and his name sounds white!" tma discourse on twt makes me want to claw my fucking eyes out.

"b-but i j-just imagine him as white🥺"

*extremely loud incorrect buzzer*

[jesncin]

I'm still sitting on my Caped Crusader thoughts (gotta let them cook in the oven longer) but it is making me think about the concept of "race-bending previously white characters" to make a cast of characters "more diverse". Early on I felt when adaptation did this, it was largely celebrated because any representation was sorely needed. But as that practice became more common, I feel there's a level of complacency with being critical of these often lackluster palette-swap attempts at representation.

I think "we made the character BIPOC now because why not and we need more diversity" just isn't a good enough reason anymore. If you're only adding in "representation" because it makes your story and therefore you look good, then you came in with opportunistic intentions. These identities are lived cultures, histories, and experiences ripped from their context so that the cast isn't so white anymore. BIPOC fans should be allowed to be critical and expect more than that.

[cinematicnomad]

giving frenchie a hot boyfriend and pissing off moronic homophobic conservative viewers is not enough!! to make me forget that kripke has The Weirdest™ understanding of sibling dynamics and that frenchie/kimiko should be together. romantically. platonically. sexually. psychotically. all of the above.

[redr0sewrites]

i would talk about harry potter on here but no one agrees with my headcanons i fear

[full-time-femboy]

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[punkiio]

I know that, as of right now, Lucy and Maximus are the canon relationship in the show (and I like them together)... But I can't help but think that the show has the perfect opportunity to use Dane and Maximus as commentary on the way queer people in the military were treated in that era (40s-50s) and what their lives were like, if they decide to make Dane and Maximus have at least a little thing together...

[ninihousebears3000]

Reader doesn’t have to look like Leon. I always write y/n as poc even though I don’t make it apparent.

Leon S. Kennedy!reader X Alucard (Hellsing)

The president’s second child was kidnapped during a trip volunteering with their college. The United States sends only one man to do the job.

I wonder what amv he’s thinking about.

In your briefing it was mentioned that a top secret British organization known as Hellsing would provide their aide if they see fit.

Your mission had already gone awry as the two local officers escorting you were brutally murdered by the villagers.

And the villagers don’t seem to be the most human either.

You fought tooth and nail wave after wave barely surviving against the mutant villagers.

Some even twice your size wielding chainsaws just to add flavor.

But strangely you felt there were eyes on you. Well of course there were eyes on you you were the number one target.

And then that haunting church bell rang and all the mutants dropped their weapons. Chanting an ominous phrase as they sauntered into the church.

“Where’s everyone going, bingo?”

After a moment where all activity seemed to be silent. You found a room with a typewriter. You took this moment to bandage your wounds, reorganize your attache case, and reestablish communications with your handler. That you’re totally not simping for. (You totally are you love their voice)

Emerging from the shadows was a freakishly tall man in a red trench coat with a large hat and round sunglasses to match. You’ve had enough of large men in trench coats appearing out of nowhere.

But this one felt different. One he was not bursting through a wall. And this one was grinning at you. Which made you think that this one felt more human than the others. Though the gnarly fangs did make you question the human part.

“And you are?” You ask with your gun aimed at him.

And together you two embark on a mission rescuing baby hawk and taking down the vampire behind this bio terrorist attack.

Alucard admires your strength, resourcefulness, that round house kick, and your corny one liners.

Oh how he loves to hear those one liners. They just come out your mouth so naturally.

You know what else he wants to hear come out your mouth naturally?

The perseverance of your human spirit is truly captivating. And your extreme bravery inspires passion in him.

Seeing as this is your introduction to supernatural creatures and not monsters created in a lab. Alucard is explaining in great detail the specs of his guns.

He loved watching you try out the Casull. The look in your eyes when you saw its exploding rounds.

How’d the hell did a private organization make these?!

You do freak out at how Alucard NEVER DODGES!!

Alucard chuckles at how a certain spy dressed in red that you also were clearly attracted to leapt away from your life again.

Although, you can’t say you really enjoy your work like Alucard. Constantly, fighting the same threats that destroyed your city that caused it to be wiped from history. Another aspect he’d admire you for.

The thought of you joining the Hellsing Organization did make him smirk. He’d get to see you more often. And you’re a very capable soldier.

Bittersweetly you and Alucard go your separate ways.

But you never left his mind.

*Alucard being Alucard*

Y/n: Is he always like that?

Seras: Yeah, you won’t get used to it.

Of course you and Seras become besties.

If you do join the Hellsing Organization you do let one of your one liners slip in front of Integra. And Seras can barely hold in her laughter.

[diana-bookfairchild]

@harrypocter Week 4: Padma Patil

5 times Padma stopped Parvati from doing something + 1 time she didn't

1.

Padma had learned to pick her battles.

She was a brown witch with a muggle grandparent growing up in a society which dripped with white pureblood supremacy and with a best friend who was part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, a Ravenclaw with a Gryffindor sister thought of as little more than an airhead, and a member of Dumbledore’s Army.

She had had to learn.

“He was our headmaster!” Parvati hissed. “We have every right to stay and attend his funeral!”

“Not on my watch,” Their dad snapped.

“Ma!” She appealed to their mother. “Come on. Hogwarts is the safest place in Europe!”

Their mother visibly hesitated. “I’m sorry,” she said gently. “But we can’t believe that. Not after the Sirius Black fiasco—”

“He was innocent!” Parvati snapped with the vehemence of someone who knew Harry Potter and how he grieved his godfather.

“But he still got in,” Dad emphasized, voice breaking. Padma looked at him. “When he was believed to be a mass murderer.” He gulped and closed his eyes, making the dark circles under them even more evident. “Cedric Diggory. Katie Bell. Now Death Eaters got in here—”

“You can’t throw their names at us,” Parvati said, her lips trembling. “You can’t use his memory to – to force us to leave—”

“We’re not forcing you,” Ma said. She leaned forward and reached out to Parvati, who brushed her off. “We’re begging you. It’s not safe here.”

“We agreed at the beginning of the year that Dumbledore being here and the protections the Ministry set were enough,” Dad said forcefully. “For some reason, I let the two of you remain even after the attack on your classmate. You could have died last night.” His voice broke, and his hand trembled. “No more. You’re coming home.”

It wasn’t that they weren’t right.  With Dumbledore’s death, the castle had become a lot less secure. With his funeral being held right there, thousands would gather. Any one of them could be a Death Eater in disguise. She had no doubt the funeral of pretty much the leader of the fight against You-Know-Who would be an incredibly strategic target.

“I want to attend the funeral!” Parvati said sharply. “It’s not like home will be much safer.” She pointed out. Their parents flinched.

Padma had seen the way her dad tensed every time news of a murder came in - especially Amelia Bones, who’d had the same amount of security and notoriety the Patils had. She’d seen her mother having nightmares from her time fighting in the first war as Magical Law Enforcement Patrol. She’d seen the way Pansy avoided her gaze when talking about the holidays.

But Parvati was right too. Hogwarts was where they belonged, with their friends. She knew her sister immensely regretted not having her DA coin on her last night, that she’d joined the fray too late, after Draco Malfoy had fled. Padma wanted to attend the funeral of their headmaster too.

Her skull felt like a million red hot hammers were pressing into it. She closed her eyes, leaning against the wall as her parents and sister argued in circles, making the same points repeatedly.

“You’re our children!” Dad said, sounding crazed. He pressed his hands in his hair. “You have to understand – we need to keep you safe! How are we supposed to let you stay here, when it’s so dangerous, when the Ministry is months from falling, when any time someone might come to recruit you, when you’ve already decided to become child soldiers—”

“The DA isn’t about fighting!” Parvati said angrily. “It’s about defending and—”

“Okay,” Padma cut in. “We’ll come home.”

She had learned to pick her battles and this wasn’t one she wanted to fight.

“What?” Parvati turned on her, stunned. Padma had to swallow at the look of betrayal on her face.

“They’re right,” she preempted her sister. “It’s too dangerous. We need to go home.” She tried to convey the complexities of the matter silently – their parents wouldn’t give in this time, it truly was dangerous, remaining at Hogwarts was pretty much pointless when school was over and everyone was wrung out with grief and exhaustion and worry and half were leaving anyway, their parents’ trauma was affecting the way they viewed things and the twins couldn’t make it worse, they could argue about attending the funeral and seeing their friends later – but Parvati didn’t meet her gaze.

Dad turned to Parvati with an air of triumph that made her wince. “Dekho! Your sister agrees. Now—”

“Meri jaan—” Ma started, trying to remedy that.

“Don’t, Ma,” Parvati said tiredly. “Fine. We’ll go pack.”

All her defiance was gone. Padma swallowed again.

Parvati turned on her the moment their parents left them at the gates of the castle. “How could you?” She demanded, sounding close to tears. “How could you side with them?”

“Parv—”

“It’s dangerous?” She laughed maniacally. “Like the entire world isn’t going to fucking narak right now—”

“It wasn’t only about that—”

“Like all our friends aren’t here, like the person after whom the DA was named for isn’t dead, like we both don’t know we’re going to fight in the war because our friends will because Harry has to—”

“Mujhe pataa hai! But that doesn’t need to be addressed right now—”

“I just figured,” Parvati shook her head. “That you of all people wouldn’t disagree with and abandon me.”

Her throat closed up. “I’m not doing either of those things,” she tried.

“Pack your bags, behen. We’re going home, apparently.” She said bitterly and stalked off.

Padma stood behind, watching helplessly, eyes stinging with tears.

Had there been a right choice?

2.

“We’re nine!” Parvati said, jumping up and down.  “We’re so big now! Paresh mama has to stop calling us the babies now,” she said, nodding determinedly.

“We’re still younger than the others,” Padma pointed out, stopping her sister’s growingly physical excitement.

Parvati stopped flailing about, pouting. “Tu mujhe mazaa karne kabhi deti hi nahi,” she complained.

“I let you have plenty of fun!” Padma protested, insulted. “And if you had kept making that much noise, Ma and Dad will come up to scold us. Stop it.” Parvati let out a loud sigh. Even she clearly thought it would be a pity to end their amazing birthday with their parents coming to yell at them for staying up past bedtime.

“In two years, we’ll get our Hogwarts letters,” Padma said excitedly, changing the subject.

“That’s two years!” Parvati said, waving her hands for emphasis. “Doooooo saaaaaal,” she stretched, giggling. “I can’t wait! We’ll have so much fun!”

“You, Pansy and me,” Padma said, nodding fiercely. “We’ll make an amazing trio!”

“Dad says it’s a castle,” Parvati said in awe. “With a large talab!”

“Lake,” Padma corrected. “We’ll have to speak only in English there. Not many people will know Hindi.”

“Doesn’t mean we have to stop speaking it now,” Parvati protested. “Did Pansy say something?”

“Nahi!” Padma squeaked. “I just think we need to practice.” She added, hoping it had thrown Parvati off the scent. Pansy hadn’t said much, she’d just made a casual comment about it being difficult to switch to speaking only in one language for them after being bilingual their entire lives. But Padma had taken it to heart, like she did with most criticism.

“Not now,” Parvati decided. Padma shrugged and nodded. It was fine. Pansy and their parents and their teachers wouldn’t care, which was all Padma cared about. “Cordelia and Gillian want to play a joke on Mister Ramsay tomorrow,” she continued. “Mein ne bola mein madat karoongi.”

“Parvati!” Padma scolded.

“It’s just some fun,” her sister said. “We’re going to put some sneezing pilleties—”

“Pellets,” Padma corrected.

Parvati waved a hand in a dismissive way. “On his desk. That’d mean he’d achoo-achoo his whole way through class!” She said, clearly pleased with herself.

“But that could be khatarnak,” Padma said, frowning.

“Kaise?”

“Sneezing continuously makes you dizzy,” Padma said, adopting her lecturer’s pose. “And you don’t know what’s in those pellets!”

“It’ll be fine,” Parvati argued.

“Parv, our class is forty minutes, sneezing continuously for that long could be really bad!”

Parvati looked doubtful. “Okay, but I can’t stop them. . .”

“They’ll listen to you! How would you feel if they were called to the principal’s office? Or Mr. Ramsay had to go to the nurse?” Parvati persisted. “They don’t even have magic to heal him!”

That sold it. They were too used to having their parents magic away every booboo. “You’ll help me?” She asked.

“Bilkul.”

“And we can do something else, something that isn’t as dangerous,” Parvati decided. She didn’t look enthused. “Come oooon, Padma. Pleeeeaaaase?”

Padma sighed. “I can’t let you get into trouble without me.”

“Yay!” Parvati squealed, jumping into Padma’s bed and hugging her.

“Parvati, they’ll come up!” She hissed, but hugged back.

“You’ll be with me even if they do,” Parvati said, sounding remarkably unconcerned.

“Obviously,” Padma rolled her eyes. “We’re sisters.”

“Behen!” Parvati cheered. “Together forever!” She held out her pinkie. Padma stared at it, unimpressed. “Come on.”

Sighing, she wrapped her own around her sister’s. “Together forever.”

“Maybe we can do an agni yajna to seal it!”

“No, Parvati.”

3.

A loud scream echoed through the Great Hall.

Padma turned, concerned. “Who’s that? Can we help?”

Madam Pomfrey shook her head, her usually stern but kindly face melted into despair. “That’s George Weasley, dear.”

“George?” Padma blinked. “Wha – what happened?”

“It’s Fred,” Anthony Goldstein said grimly, not stopping applying dittany on an unconscious Ernie Macmillan’s arm.

“He’s not--?” Padma started, but she didn’t need to finish. The scream had trailed off into gasping sobs.

Padma swallowed as she mended Devin Abbott’s broken arm, moving to Janet Waite, who had multiple wounds from Acromantulas.

Her throat was dry. Fred Weasley. She remembered him from her sister’s tales of the Gryffindor common room, from pranks and jokes in the corridors, his awe-inspiring defiance of Umbridge, and his excellent wandwork in the DA.

And she had never once thought of him without the addition of George.

His twin brother. George had lost his twin.

Feeling a sudden bout of empathy and panic, Padma’s hands shook as she forced down a Blood Replenishing Potion down the throat of someone she didn’t recognize.

Anthony’s gaze softened when he looked at her. “Go. Find her. We’ll manage.”

“Thanks, Ant,” was all she managed before she ran off. “Have you seen Parvati?” She asked Hannah Abbott.

She nodded, hair falling back revealing a blood-stained scar on her face. “She was sent out to – to gather the wounded and dead,” she said. “I think she’s assigned to the first two staircases in the Entrance Hall.”

“Thank you!” Padma called as she sped away. She passed Cho Chang and Ginny Weasley hauling in a wounded man who groaned with pain, gave someone directions to Madam Pomfrey’s make-shift clinic, stopped to help Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt heal someone from a curse growing hair on the inside of their lungs, and finally reached the Entrance Hall. Emeralds from the Slytherin hourglass were spilled all over the floor, blood trickling through them. Mandrakes, strands of venomous tentacula and shards of crystal balls added to the general vibe of wartime chaos.

“I’m going after him!” She heard Parvati snarl. “Let me go! Now!”

Matharchod.

“Padma!” Katie Bell hailed her in relief, as she got closer and spotted the limp body of her sister’s best friend. It was instantly clear what had happened to her. Padma felt bile rise in her throat, but forced it down to look at her sister instead, and savour the guilty relief that she was safe.

The rest of the world could be dead or dying, but Parvati was safe.

“Padma,” Parvati echoed, her voice dead, launching herself at her. Padma wrapped her arms around her sister and held her tight, hearing George Weasley’s screams even though she was long past hearing range. “I need to go after him.”

“Parv—”

“No! No, you can’t—” she began sobbing. “Lavender is – she’s – how is she going to deal with the scars? She’s going to hate herself – that’s my best friend— I’m going to kill Greyback --”

Padma forced the knowledge of Parvati’s denial of her best friend’s chances of surviving back, instead holding her as she gave great heaving coughs and bawled into her shirt.

“We need to get her to Madam Pomfrey now,” she said, making sure Parvati understood the urgency. Still keeping a hold of Parvati, she moved to see how best to move the bo- to move Lavender. “Katie, levitation. Carefully.”

“Right,” the ex-Gryffindor nodded. The matter-of-factness reminded her of Pansy, and with a pang, she remembered how their last conversation had gone.

Not now.

Lavender gave a great groan as she was levitated, which gave Padma hope she might survive. She didn’t dare interfere – levitating a person was bad enough, and Padma might be an amateur healer, but she certainly wasn’t good enough to try her hand at cursed wounds, especially those inflicted by a werewolf.

They followed Katie to the Great Hall entrance, wands at the ready to take over, but the older girl had always been steady in her castings in the DA, and she had maintained it the past two years. Padma couldn’t make herself go inside. George was still sobbing, and it reverberated around the Hall.

She felt Parvati move from beside her the minute Lavender was swarmed by Madam Pomfrey, Healer Vance and Anthony, all looking grimly determined, and she reached out to grasp her wrist.

“Let me go,” Parvati hissed.

“No way,” Padma snapped back. “Are you insane?”

“Tell me you wouldn’t do the same if it was Anthony or Parkinson or me like that,” she said, deadly soft.

Padma forced herself to meet her sister’s gaze. “I can’t. But it’s not one of you, so I’m holding you back from going and getting yourself killed. Lavender wouldn’t want that.”

“How would you know what she’d want?” Parvati said angrily. “You’ve never once deigned to speak to her.”

She scowled at the reminder of her haughtiness towards Lavender. She sighed. “Fine. But I know you love her, and you would never love someone who’d want you to get yourself killed in seeking vengeance.”

“I won’t get myself killed---”

“Yes, you will.”

“I’m a good fighter—”

“I know you are. Believe me. You’ve outscored me every time we’ve had a decent defence teacher. You did amazing in the DA. It’s still dangerous.”

Parvati laughed scornfully. “You sound like our parents.”

“Parv. Greyback will have gone back to You-Know-Who – Voldemort – now. Charging in there recklessly like a Gryffindor will get you killed. That’s it. It won’t avenge Lavender.”

Parvati blinked back tears. “But then – I have to – he – I need to kill him. Or at least incarcerate him.”  

Padma held back a sigh. Her sister, always a fighter. “I know. But you think he won’t end the ceasefire in an hour when Harry doesn’t surrender? The fighting will start again. Greyback will join the fray.”

Parvati leaned against the wall, the manic look fading, replaced by steely determination. “And then I’ll find him.” She took a deep breath. “Padma. I saw Parkinson near Greenhouse Three.”

“You what?”

“I’m going to go sit with Lavender. Go find her.”

“Parv—”

“Go. It’s okay. I’m not going to run off.” She said reassuringly.

“I don’t believe you.” Padma said with narrowed eyes.

Parvati flicked her braid back. “You’re right, as always. Lav would miraculously heal herself just to come kill me if I went after Greyback right now. Without even proper make-up. And anyway—” she hesitated. “I need to know—”

Who else has died, hung in the air.

“I love you,” Padma whispered into her sister’s hair.

“Love you too, behena. Go be all lovey-dovey.”

4.

“What are you doing?”

“Has Anthony left already?” Parvati asked, startled. “I thought he’d stay longer.”

Usually Padma would’ve snarked that she and Anthony weren’t as codependent best friends as Parvati and Lavender were, but with Lavender still in St. Mungo’s, still in critical condition, the thought barely formed before being crushed.

“He went to check on his family,” she answered. “He’s worried about them.”

“Aren’t we all?” Parvati muttered wryly, eyes still on the parchment. The war had ended, but Death Eaters were still at large. Parvati was right, Anthony was far from being the only one who was paranoid about his family’s safety. “Have you heard from Parkinson?”

Padma reflected on how glad she was that her darker skin prevented blushing, because heat rose in her face at the thought of Pansy. “Stop distracting me. What are you writing?”

“It’s nothing. Anyway, you’re seriously telling me the witch who is in love with you enough to return to a battle she was terrified of hasn’t contacted you?”

Padma ignored that, walking over to the desk and seizing the parchment. “Chutiya!” Parvati cried angrily. “Give that back!”

She danced around the room, avoiding her sister’s grasping hands. “Dear Headmistress McGonagall, I thank you for the information and letter and hereby state that I will be enrolling for the ‘eighth year batch’ and—what?” She finished incredulously. “You’re coming back to Hogwarts?”

“So what?” Parvati asked defensively. “I want to. You’re going back.”

“Well – yes, but that’s because I need NEWTs to start a Mastery and go into Spell Efficacy and Research. You don’t need them.”

“I have every right to make my own decision, and this is what I’ve decided. I want to go back to Hogwarts.” Parvati said firmly, but she didn’t meet Padma’s gaze and her lips trembled.

“Parv,” she said softly. “We both you know you want to join the Aurors with Harry and Neville and Ernie and Morag and Ron and the others, and that like everyone in the DA you have that option. Why are you writing to go back to school?”

“It’s my decision.”

“Sure, and as your sister, I’m asking why you’re taking this particular one.”

Parvati paced the room. “I can’t leave you alone there,” she said, finally. “We just fought a battle at Hogwarts. It’s not safe, especially with so many high priority targets like Harry’s best friend and girlfriend attending.”

Padma raised an eyebrow. “Sure, and you are definitely someone to shy away from danger. You know I can take care of myself. Cut the crap. Sach bol.”

“Fine! How do I know this is what I want to do?” She asked. “I saw my friends get killed. I’ve seen dead bodies. I’ve killed. What does it say about me that I want to jump right back into the fight? How do I know this isn’t just because we grew up having to learn to defend ourselves and joined the DA? I’ve only wanted to be an Auror since—”

“Fourth year,” Padma completed, leaving since we saw Harry having a mental breakdown over Cedric’s dead body unspoken. “That’s more than three years now, Parv. Do you really think if it weren’t for the war, you’d take a nice cushy job? You’ve always defended people. You’ve always stood up for what was right. You’ve always been incredible at defensive and offensive magic – you were one of the best in the DA. You’ve always wanted to fight the good fight. Wanting to become an Auror was just another way to further that.”

Parvati furrowed her eyebrows. “Do you really think me being an Auror would be a good decision?” She asked tremulously.

Padma hesitated. All her bossy instincts and knowledge of who her sister was told her to tell Parvati firmly that yes, she was meant to be an Auror. Her protective side wanted to wrap her in basilisk hide armour and stow her away where no one could ever harm her again. She sighed. “I can’t tell you what to do or think. As someone who knows and loves you, I think that you’ve wanted this for a long time and that even if it eventually goes wrong, you’ll regret not taking this opportunity, especially since Death Eaters are still at large. But ultimately, this is your decision, and I will support you no matter what you choose.”

There. That was truthful and kind.

She was quiet for several moments. “I’ll talk to Lavender and Hermione and Neville first,” she said finally. “But … yeah. You’re right. I don’t want to go to Hogwarts. I’ll chafe there, after the year we’ve had.”

Padma smiled softly. “You will. Why them, though?”

Parvati shrugged. “Lav’s my best friend, and I want her opinion. Hermione isn’t taking the Aurors’ offer, though she’s helping out, so I want that perspective. Neville was our leader this year, and he’s joining too, so it’ll be helpful.”

“Fair enough.” Pleased, she turned to leave, but her sister caught her.

“Oh, itni jaldi nahi.” She spoke. “I’m not wasting this parchment. You’re writing to Parkinson.”

“You don’t even like her!” Padma exclaimed, trying to get out of the grip.

“I don’t. But you care for her. You’ve liked her since before the Yule Ball, and honestly, you’ve pined enough.”

“It wasn’t my fault,” she muttered sullenly. “She was all gaga for Malfoy.”

“And she’s been gaga for you since we were kids,” Parvati said firmly. “Write.”

Padma sighed and obeyed. Her sister could be right once in a while, she supposed.

5.

“What happened between you and Pansy?” Parvati asked curiously.

“Pucho mat,” Padma grumbled.

“I’ve never seen you two fight,” she needled. “Ma says you told her to make Pansy go away! What did she do? Is it to do with us going to muggle school? Is it to do with Hogw--?”

“It’s none of your business, Parvati. Chup re.” She snapped. Her sister looked hurt. “Sorry.” She sighed and wrapped an arm around her. “I’m just really, really mad at her. You’re right, it’s about Hogwarts.”

“Maybe we’ll find a new best friend at Hogwarts,” Parvati suggested.

“She’s still my best friend!” Padma exclaimed, panicked at the thought that she wasn’t. Did the fight mean – were they not friends any longer? But she couldn’t! Maybe she should apologize. . .?

“Woah, Padma, calm down.” Parvati said. She swung her legs. “Pansy adores you. You’ll be friends again in no time.”

“But she was very bad to me,” Padma argued, remembering the cutting things Pansy had said.

“You’re the one who still wants to be friends.” Padma crossed her arms and pouted at that, since it was undeniable. “But soch, Padma, we’re finally going to Hogwarts!” She crowed. “Only one month left! It’ll be sooooo much fun!” She said in a sing-song voice.

“Yeah, you’re right.” Padma laughed. She’d think about Pansy later. Something occurred to her. “Did dad tell you how they Sort us?”

“Noooo,” her sister whined. “He says it’s tradition that first years go in without knowing.”

Padma huffed. “How can not knowing something be considered a tradition? It’s ridiculous.”

Parvati considered. “I don’t know. It seems adventurous, right? Going in without all the information.”

“It’s reckless,” she corrected primly. “I don’t like it.”

“Don’t worry,” Parvati comforted. “Dad said it’ll be in alphabetical order, so you’ll be called before me. And then I’ll just make sure we end up in the same place.” She nodded confidently.

“Wait, what?” Padma asked, bewildered. “Why would you do that?”

Parvati looked at her like she was crazy. “So we’re together, obviously! I mean, we’re twins. We’re similar enough that we can end up in the same house.”

“No you won’t,” Padma said sharply. “It’s a personality-based test. You’re going where you’re told to. You can’t argue just to be with me.”

“Why not?”

“It’s not right, Parv! You can’t just—”

Her sister’s eyes were filled with tears. “If you don’t want to be with me, you should just say it.”

“Waise mat bolo! It’s not that. It’s just—if you’re good for one house, and you insist that you want to be with me, maybe it’ll be bad for you! Maybe the house I’m in will treat you badly or something,” she fretted. “You should be somewhere where you can thrive and grow well.”

“But we’ve always been together,” Parvati whispered, slightly mollified at the reassurance.

“And we’ll still be!” Padma nodded determinedly. “If they say people from separate houses can’t be friends, we’ll just prove them wrong. I love proving people wrong.”

“Maybe if you were ever right, you could do it more often,” Parvati teased, now looking happy. Padma stuck her tongue out at her.

“Kids! If you want any pakoras or kachoris you need to come down now!” Ma called.

“Coming!” They both howled back.

“I get more than you, ‘cause you said you didn’t want to be with me!”

“No you won’t, you little--!”

+1.

“And the two of you will leave, of course,” Dad said, looking expectantly at them.

Parvati scoffed and laughed out loud. Padma simply stared at their parents.

“No, we’re not,” Parvati said confidently.

“Beta,” Ma said with trepidation. “You have to! This is—" she wrung her hands together, and Padma felt a stirring of sympathy. “This is the battle of the century! The ultimate one, if Harry Potter is here.”

“Exactly,” Parvati exhaled. “Which is why we’re fighting. We can’t all run away or give up.” Padma looked away, unable to shake off the feeling of pointing her wand at her – whatever Pansy was to her.

“Not all of us, but you can,” Dad said angrily. “You have no responsibility to be here, no reason to—”

“No responsibility or reason?” Padma asked incredulously. “Of course we do! This is our school. It’s our home. Most of our friends are here. We’re fighting.”

Parvati smiled proudly. Their parents paled at their more reasonable daughter arguing too. They looked stricken.

Dad scoffed. “Don’t tell me you’ve gotten sucked into the Gryffindor heedless glory-hound mentality too, Padma.” It probably would’ve stung them more if he hadn’t looked so utterly and completely terrified.

“It’s not about the glory,” Parvati started.

“It’s about justice and what’s right,” Padma added.

“And fighting for it,”

“And for a world in which we want to live and grow up in.”

“It’s about love—” She thought of Pansy, who was so terrified, and of Anthony, setting his jaw and remaining at the Ravenclaw table.

“And about friendship and togetherness—”

“And because someone has to fight him, and the ugliness and the prejudice of our world and I am a Gryffindor and we do not run.”

“And I am a Ravenclaw and I know when to stand and fight.” Padma finished.

She wondered if this was how Fred and George felt all the time, with how they completed one another’s sentences. Unity and love and understanding swirled within them as they locked eyes.

Their parents looked defeated. Ma sniffed and wiped her eyes with a hanky she’d produced out of nowhere. Dad looked helpless, and yet so proud.

“I don’t know what we did to raise such amazing children,” he said quietly. “And while I certainly wish you had an ounce of self-preservation, well—” he smiled sadly.

“So where do we get our marching orders, generals?” Ma asked, and suddenly, she wasn’t Ma who scolded them and healed their cuts and baked and roamed around with frizzy hair and bargained with (yelled at) shopkeepers. She was the MLEP captain, who had won medals for her actions in the First War.

“Great Hall,” Parvati said, similarly struck.

As they walked, Lavender came over, said hi to their parents and started jabbering on with Parvati about something Padma didn’t care to feign interest in.

Anthony caught sight of her from where he was talking to Terry and Ernie, and came over. “Staying, then?” He asked quietly.

The corner of her mouth ticked up. “Naturally.”

He grinned. “Glad to hear it.”

The Great Hall was still teeming with underage stragglers, and Order of the Phoenix members giving commands, and roars of delight at seeing old friends and alumni.

Padma knew how to pick her battles, and this was one she was proud to be fighting in.

Her sister slipped her hand in hers as they waited to be assigned to their groups. “Love you,” she whispered. “Baadme, behena.”

“Love you too, behena.”

Hindi guide:

Dekho = See

Meri jaan = My life; an endearment

Narak = hell

Mujhe pata hai = I know

Behen = sister

Tu mujhe mazaa karne kabhi deti hi nahi = You never let me have any fun

Do saal = two years

Talab = Lake

Nahi = No

Mein ne bola mein madat karoongi = I said I will help

Khatarnak = Dangerous

Kaise = How

Bilkul = Of course

Agni yajna = Fire sacrifice

Matharchod and Chutiya = Swear words

Sach bol = Tell the truth

Itni jaldi nahi = Not so fast

Pucho mat = Don’t ask

Chup re = Keep quiet

Soch = Think

Waise mat bolo = Don’t say that

Pakoras and Kachoris = Fried snacks

Beta = child

Badme = Later

The length got away with me. Again. Though much more, this time. I swear, only the first part was meant to be posted.

The moments here mirror one another: 1st and +1 are Padma agreeing and disagreeing with their parents, 2nd and 5th are promising to be together and yet taking their own paths, and 3rd and 4th are Padma stopping Parvati from fighting and encouraging her to fight.

The Padma/Pansy thing started with the Parvati-and-Pansy-knew-one-another-before-Hogwarts theory, and went into me contemplating inter-house relationships, especially romantic, in the times of the war. Also, since Padma means flower and Pansy is a name of a flower it seemed cute. Of course, by that logic Padma and Lavender would make a cute pairing too, and I did consider that, but I thought that a Padma/Lavender rivals to lovers fic featuring Ron and Parvati friendship where they bemoan how their sister and best mate are in love deserved its own separate fic. And since I apparently have no self-control, I’ll probably be writing that too.

Padma and Anthony being besties who nerd out with one another is my new headcanon.

Feedback appreciated!

[o-wild-west-wind]

tumblr algorithm stop feeding me takes that this show is just a silly goofy comedy that shouldn’t include death or that Izzy is the token disabled elder queer on the show where an actual disabled elder queer is literally the romantic lead or that Lucius and Pete being called “mateys” is diluting their gayness because it’s not “husbands” or that it’s sexist that Zheng lost her fleet and later prioritized her love for a man or that Ed is Izzy’s abuser because we conveniently forgot all of season 1 or that trauma is never followed through with because sometimes actions are used instead of words or that Ed learned nothing because the inn was apparently a whim as if he hasn’t been obsessing over retirement from day 1 I swear did we even watch the same show?? I literally feel like I’m in backwards land?

I have a really novel concept for y’all complaining about character’s arcs not being fully resolved or healed and that’s called there is supposed to be another season of this show

I also have another really novel concept as to why every single character did not have a one on one trauma apology session and so much time was spent on Ed and Stede and that is because this is literally the Ed and Stede show and also sometimes parallels are meant to be inferred and extrapolated because that is what efficient storytelling does instead of spoonfeeding you

And my most novel concept of all as to why some beloved characters had less screen time is because Max is a massive jerk and cut the budget

Y’all this wasn’t personal and maybe this show was never about Izzy maybe the show called our flag means death is actually about death maybe sad does not equal homophobic letdown maybe the brown gay character introduced as the love interest from day 1 gets to outlive the angry white guy that had a redemption arc after actively bullying and trying to break up every gay couple for a season I don’t know what to tell you just can you please let non-white people have this arc for once without assuming it’s an attack on you I’m BEGGING y’all

[mourningeddiesfagstache]

some of you need to talk to a real life gay/bi man. outside. where there’s fresh air and grass. or even asphalt! i’m not picky!!

[anewgayeveryday]

Today's LGBT+ Character is;

Yamato from One Piece-Transgender Man

Species: Oni

Requested by @alksblog

Status: Alive

[pastelpousay]

⭐️Rina Info page📄

Name: Catarina but only goes by Rina mostly (it’s the only name she responds to, but she also goes by cat)

DOB: Aug-27th-??? (Whatever equates to this date in the Ancient Greek calendar I couldn’t even try and make sense of it if I wanted to)

Likes: Cats, Spiders, snakes, any animals really, flowers, fruit (mostly apples and grapes),stargazing, Astronomy, painting, drawing, writing, making friends, yapping to Andromeda(my friends oc 😽), she loves talking about Hades 💀

Dislikes: Most Bugs, hates doing/brushing her hair, her dad, when andromeda has to snap her back to reality, hates it when people watch her eat(it makes her nervous, arguing unless it’s a joke, doesn’t appreciate people being too touchy she really doesn’t like it, people going through her things

⭐️Asteria enthusiast!! Also a hades enthusiast

⭐️doesn’t really like her dad that much since he’s never around, she virtually had to raise herself and her siblings so she kinda resents her family for that (not her younger siblings though

⭐️Really likes drawing, she tries to sell them but doesn’t earn much but her parents let her live with them regardless which she is greatful for

⭐️usually hanging out with Andromeda and yaps about literally anything

⭐️she most likely has autism but she won’t confirm nor deny

⭐️draws hades literally everywhere at any time

⭐️she/they (won’t notice if you use she or they but but will def notice ‘he’)

⭐️she’s genderqueer (she doesn’t use the label since they’re in like 400bce 💀 but she def is, she does appear fem tho)

⭐️ Grayromantic Bisexual but has a male pref

⭐️Afro-Grecian

⭐️works as Hades’ assistant of sorts (he deadass just has her doing half of his paperwork tbh💀)

OKAY YALL I FINALLY FINISHED HER REF SHEET!!! ENJOY YALL I HOPE YOU LIKE ITTT

[jackiequick]

ABC Family ~ Baby Daddy OC 🍼

—> Expanding on a OC from this playlist

Skylar Chez

Full name: Skylar Chez Gonzalez

Nickname: Sky, Mama, Chez, Wonder Twins, Picasso, Ms. Wheeler

Age: 25

Height: 5’2

Place Of Origin: New York

Nationally: American

Ethnic Background: Colombian and Mexican descent

Relationship status: Single on and off again, until she realizes her feelings for Ben.

Occupation: Artist

Season: 1-6

Relationship to family: BFF to Ben, Danny and Riley since they were kids. Bonnie babysat Sky since she was 2 because her mom is friends with her. So in result she grew up closely to them. Later on, she met Tucker during early college years.

Personality: Sweet, artistic, nerdy, good with the flow and very open. However she can be strong and stubborn, as well as a little crazy. Overall usually pretty chill. Oh yeah I forgot to mention, she’s a huge foodie!!

————-

Skyler was brought into the group from day one once again when she moved to New York for her career, little did she know that she would be living together alongside her best friends. In the same apartment. Working at the bar and studying art as well. It was good until everything changed the day Danny moved into the apartment since baby Emma came too!

—> The boys were freaking out and confused calling for Riley’s while Skylar was cooing at Emma. She was so cute.

The guys looked at her waiting for her to pick Emma up. Sky just joked, "What? You guys see boobs and automatically think mommy?"

Riley snorted at her joke.

Everyone, especially Bonnie believed Ben couldn’t make it a few hours with Emma but the girls disagreed, and thankfully they were proved right. Since then, Emma stayed with the 6 of them after 48 hours. They were happier than ever!

Her and Danny are like siblings! The two are them are sometimes attached to the hip, always helping each other and supportive. Tall and short besties for sure! They are such nerds, always going to the movies, sports game and concerts. Skylar even sometimes steals Danny’s graphics t-shirts when hers are dirty, styling them to fit her outfits.

With Bonnie, it’s like they are aunt and niece! Bonnie says that Skylar is like the daughter she never had while she glares at her sons in annoyance. Just as insane and sweet as her mother, I guess that’s why Bonnie loves her.

Tucker! Let’s just say those two are sassier than ever before when they’re together in one room. Tucker and Skylar are each other’s back up no matter what. Finishing each other lines and chasing each other around. Skylar can say, “Hold my earrings!” And Tucker would smirk like, “I got you girl!” But those two fight like crazy if allowed!

Riley! As much as she jokes and teases Riley, she’s her girl. Besides she does the same thing to her, dragging Riley into doing crazy stuff. Always by her side to snap her out of it and tell her the truth, when needed.

—> When it came to Emma, Ben and Skylar practically shared the same brain cell! As much as Ben and Sky were complete opposite for certain things, the two of them shared the same ideas for plenty of things. Ideas for plans, work, ways of dating, strong attitudes, the way they acted and especially their parenting style. You name it, they have probably have or heard it.

-> They’re great friends! Always by each other’s side. Very supportive about their plans and smacking some scene into each other.

Speaking of Emma, during late season one and early season two of the series. 2012. The duo made a decision that changed their lives. Mama and Daddy.

It all started when Ben was looking for a future wife for himself but mainly a mom for his daughter, he figured his daughter deserves a mother figure or two in her life. He dated looking up and down, tired of scanning waiting for the girl to see Emma the way he sees her. Until Bonnie made him realize that girl was standing right in front of them.

Ben found her sitting alone that late afternoon on the fire escape sipping a beer and softly smile, asking if he can join. She nodded handing him one, Skylar was tired and annoyed with her love life after dumping her boyfriend, Johnthan, two days ago. Ben decided to comfort her and show her in care rather seeing his best friends smile than upset. After a while they talked���

“So how’s the mom search going?” She asked reopening another beer smiling, handing him one.

He opened him beer and replied, “Not the greatest. Due to, Emma already having a mom.”

“Yeah Angela! I told you it wasn’t the best idea..”

“No, not her. You.”

“What? Uh Ben I wasn’t the one who pushed her out and put that cutie on your doorstep. She did.”

He laughed and nods, “I know that! But since Emma been here you’ve been nothing but wonderful and I love you for that. And I believe Emma deserves someone like you in her life.”

She smiled sweetly, “She already does…wait Ben, do you want me to be like her Mama?”

“If you want. You don’t have to play house or anything, unless you want too of course..”

“Yes.”

“R-really?! Cause I know it’s a big deal and our careers are friendship will be on the line.”

“Nothing will change.”

“Nothing will change?”

Skylar took his hand, “Yeah it won’t.”

“And what if it does?” Ben replied squeezing her hand gently.

“Then I don’t know.”

“Okay.”

It was steady and still, the two friends started to become parents overnight. Closer than ever. They drank and talked smiling the whole way through the whole night.

————

It was a darling, sweet and absolutely comfortable transition. It felt natural, nothing truly changed. They were supportive parents like always, playing house sometimes and teasing each other. Sometimes they would get carried away and start calling each other “Mama” and “Dada”, especially in hopes Emma would say one of the two first sooner or later.

-> Ben walked into the kitchen with Emma and smiled softly, “Hey mama.”

“Hi.” She replies handing him a slice of toast as she chuckled, “Hi Emma.”

The baby girl giggled at the kisses being peaked on her face. Ben put his daughter in her high chair along with a bowl of cereal, then walked over to Skylar wrapping his arms around her to steal a bite of toast.

“Hey!” She yelled laughing, “Get your own.”

“What? Danny does it.” He joked laughing and poured himself coffee, “Uh where is Danny exactly?”

“Slept over at a girls place. And Tucker is still asleep, hangover times ten.”

“Oof been there, done that! Mom is coming over to pick up Emma so that means I get extra time before work and you can take your classes.”

“Yes! You know how hard it is to paint a castle in the forest with a baby and two idiots running around?”

“Hahahahaha! I bet, hey—! I’m not a idiot.”

———

-> When it came to dating life, Ben went on his dates such as Riley or Veronica for insist meanwhile Skylar went on her dates such as Kyle or Jordan. Nonetheless it was fun and extra supportive about it. Even comforting each other as well when Danny wasn’t there to do.

Believe me, if someone breaks Skylar’s heart or hurt her feelings, best believe you will have a Danny Wheeler after your ass like a pissed off Superman.

Especially if Tucker heard about Skylar being hurt.

A) He’s gonna fight him or trick them into being screwed.

B) Encourage her to fight back and ignore the dumbass.

C) Drag Bonnie into a plan for revenge.

Note: Bonnie, Tucker and Skylar are a little bit of a trio. They get into the craziest stuff 😼 haha. Bonnie and Tucker even tracked down Angela after Skylar stupidity suggested something but they took that literally! During that time Ben was trying to date Riley so that caused a small rift between them with Emma’s biological mom being there.

—> Even Skylar got pissed off! Angela was trying to play house, Bonnie wasn’t too happy that insulting the women.

It got to a point where Skylar dragged her into the apartment and told Angela, to her face that, “You may have carried and birthed Emma, been her mother for 6 months. But afterwards you were gone! Biologically you may be her parent but I’m the one who helps put her to sleep, change her diapers, feeds her, brings her play dates when her daddy, grandma or uncles can’t. And I make sure that girl is happy! All you’ve done while being here is try to win Ben back and play house.”

Angela scoffed with a slight laugh, “And what are you? His best friend? His side piece when Riley isn’t around? If I’m correct Sky, we used to be friends. What happened?”

“I still am a friend to you, Ang. But I’m also Ben and Riley’s. And I’m more of a mother to Emma over the last year or two than you ever were.”

“Sounds like Ben has a lot of women in his life. Especially Bonnie! I’m just trying to figure out how to make a plan here, okay? I’m sorry, and your right, it’s clear that you all Emma’s family here. Especially you.”

“Good. Ang, your my friend and want you to figure out that plan. Tucker and Ben said you’re trying to find a place to stay that isn’t our apartment.”

The girls smiled and hugged it out, still bitter about the situation but didn’t show it. However Bonnie and Tucker were in the corner listening into the conversation silently cheering hoping that Angela leaves soon. Also very proud of Sky having the strength to call her out on her bullshit. A few days later Angela left, not without leaving her mark within Ben and Riley’s relationship, they broke up. Going as far to jokingly tease Sky that she should make that ‘mom thing’ official and go on a date with Ben.

Things went back their chaotically sweet and glorious ways after that. But that romantic debate still hung over their heads. Riley went on dates finding a boyfriend name Philip, Danny slept with a couple of girls but his heart belonged to Miss Riley Parton. Ben stayed within the dating scene teased how Riley still liked him until life took a turn in his direction. And that direction was Skylar Chez.

—————-

Ben Wheeler was thrown into a loop and knocked off course. Yeah sure he will always love Sky but those feelings started to shift into something stronger perhaps. It started during Emma’s first birthday seeing her dresses in a viking inspired outfit and carrying his almost one year old daughter in matching clothes, made his heart flutter. He smiled, leaning forward to kiss Emma’s cheek and grin at Sky giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“What was that for?” She asked with a darling smile, bouncing the almost one year old on her hip.

Ben shrugged with a smile, not knowing that came over him and replied, “You both look really pretty. You know i love you right?”

“Always. And we do look pretty.”

“I have to head out with mom, to figure out the whole thing with Deluca’s ice cream parlor.”

“Oh right Bon Bon mentioned something about it, what happened?”

“I might have another kid, with Jenny Deluca this time.”

“Ben!”

“I didn’t know, okay? I swear women keep have babies and won’t tell me about it.” He added with his hands in the air and shake his head, “It’s starting to hurt my feelings.”

Sky tried not laugh and sigh, “Aww poor baby. Focus! We have probably another kid on our hands here.”

“Don’t worry, i tried talking to Jenny beforehand but she busy. So we’re gonna try again today.”

“Alright, meet you at the parlor in an hour. No funny business!”

Both of them tried talking with Jenny Deluca about the situation but she just shrugged pretending to ignore it, telling them to have their kids party and leave. Her father showed shouting and claiming for them to get out, especially not wanting to see Ben again.

Bonnie shouted over him and pointed out confidently, “Frankie Deluca, you would lucky if my son ever impregnated your daughter!” Tucker nodded in agreement saying ‘Hell yeah!’. The man ignored them upset as ever until Jenny revealed Ben wasn’t the father it was somebody’s else kid, she just blamed Ben cause it would leave less questions from her father.

It was sorta fair, still they would’ve welcomed the kid regardless. Afterwards Emma fell asleep and they had to celebrate her 1st birthday at home instead, none of them minded the change. But that whole time Ben saw how loving and supportive Skylar was the entire day with the chaos of the news, he truly loved her for it.

~~~~

The next time was when Skylar eventually started getting jealous of his dates, snapping him out of it and then fixing the problem by the end of the day. But Ben wasn’t far behind since he started to question her dates more often and had to end up saving her by the end of night, coming up with a lame excuse that somehow worked.

Catching each other’s falls at work, sharing food together, leaving random kisses on their cheeks, adding text messages for one another, teasing the other person and bickering over the smallest thing.

Tucker even joked, “Damn. You two sound like your dating..”

Skylar and Ben turned to him yelling, “Stay out of this, Tucker!”

He laughed, “You sure?”

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Ben replied with a scoff pointing at her.

“He’s not my boyfriend. You don’t get it, Tucker.” Skylar added.

“Why would he? Us together wouldn’t make any sense.”

“Yeah, if I were to date him I must be insane.”

“Exactly!”

“Let’s go, baby.”

“Right behind you!”

The two walked out together heading to the park to meet up with Danny. But truth was Tucker was right, the two were practically dating each other from day one without actually doing that dating part. They just didn’t know it yet. Skylar’s smile always grew around him, loving how supportive he is, adore the patients he has at times and dragging Ben Wheeler into doing the most silliness things. He was her world, she was dating the man without even noticing it herself. To Ben, he always grinned widely around her, she was one of the reasons he’s where’s he is today, adoring how gentle she can be to how crazy she may act, and he was proud to have her in his life.

——— ~~~

— They’ve seen each other fall and rise, Ben held her when she may cry til midnight and Skylar hugs him when he feels like died a little inside. They didn’t notice how much love and opportunity there was for them until Danny and Tucker pointed it out. So in result that same week during 4th Of July, everyone was on the rooftop celebrating the fireworks while eating outdoors, when they realized that needed more ice, water and beers. Skylar offered to bring it upstairs and Ben followed behind, knowing she was need help carrying that upstairs.

The two were chatting as they entered the apartment and collecting items that they believed could also be needed. Ben saw more fireworks from the window, taking Skylar’s hand climbing onto the balcony taking a seat next to each other. The fireworks stopped for a moment, or at least the ones that could be seen for them since you see hear the booming noise from the streets afar from the building, they started with smiles. Ben realized they were alone as so did Skylar, as the pair yelled out in unison ‘I have to tell you something’ ‘No you first.’ The two laughed.

Ben chuckled, “ this is ridiculous but Danny said that we’re dating but not dating, I mean we’re dating while not actually dating.”

“Oh my god, Tucker said the same thing! Ay that’s hilarious. He pointed out the stuff we do.” She replies chuckling.

“But we’re not dating right? We haven’t kissed or anything! Unless we were drunk and i don’t remember..and I think I would remember.”

“I mean yeah we do, some things are typically seen a couple. I kinda wanna prove Danny and Tucker that they’re wrong..”

His eyes perked up and leaned against her shoulder with a grin, “Oh really? Oh how so?”

“Like this.” She replied with a matching grin, leaning forward, “Kiss me. Prove that they’re wrong and we’re right.”

“Oh I like the way you think women! 20 bucks this kiss would mean nothing.”

“Ooh a bet? Make that 25.”

“25 it is!”

Ben leaned over taking the back of her neck gentle as his hands gliding around to her cheeks. Skylar rested her face in his hands, her hands sliding down to his cheeks with the cheeky eyes that matched his. They were too excited, finally touching their lips brushing against one around to a simple one time thing. As they did, the fireworks in the sky went off.

The kiss lasted around less than 3 seconds or so, until Ben decided to turn around and make the kiss last less than a minute. Skylar rested her head against his, pulling back for a moment with a smile and said, “So Danny and Tucker were wrong?”

“I think I will need to test out that theory again.” Ben repiled with a shrug, lacing his lips onto her with a laugh, “We’re right, they’re wrong! But they can’t know that.”

“Oh yeah! Hmm, we can still openly date whoever we want to like Riley and Johnthan?”

“Oh yeah! If not, my bedroom is right next door. I mean we’re practically dating without actually dating.”

“I think another kiss might seal the deal, we created.”

Little did they know Bonnie Wheeler was unlocking the door and walking in to grab the beer bottle since they were taking too long. She joked and grumbled, “Damn it Danny! He couldn’t have—” her eyes fell onto the balcony to see her son and practically daughter in law sharing a smooch, “—WHAT THE HELL?!”

The two heard her practically falling onto the floor, gasping and stumbling into the room, yelling out ‘MOM!’ and ‘BONNIE!’.

Busted.

—-

The paired found themselves the next time stealing kisses in secret, sharing winks and preparing the other for a date. They coined it as a open relationship, trying to not let anyone else know about this little affair. Especially Riley, because then she will tell Danny, who will in result tell Tucker.

Ben was bouncing loopy and sleepy Emma as Skyler walked out, fixing her collar for a date. It was her turn for a night out. She played around with her hair with a smile, “How do i look?”

“I would gorgeous but then i would have steal you from your date.” Ben joked, placing their daughter into the playpen before walking over to her zipping the back of the dress.

“You sure you’re okay with me going out? I could just cancel, you know?”

“No go out! I got a boy’s night planned out with Danny and Tucker here in the apartment.”

“No strip poker like last time! Tucker still mad about that.”

“In my defense, we shouldn’t have betted too high. If you need anything call me.”

“Okay.”

She quickly peaked his cheek and walked out, earning a grin and a playful friendly catcall from the boys who walked inside. Skylar laughed twirling as she left, leaving Tucker, Danny and Ben chuckling.

The whole night went all, her date with Tad with nice meanwhile the boys played a simple game of poker. Bonnie saw Tad and Skyler out again, rolling her eyes because she saw her and Ben kissed two weeks ago—but she kept their dirty little secret to herself, knowing the others will find out soon enough.

—> The next time, Danny found out one morning. He was walking into the kitchen, greeting Emma who happily ate her cereal and Ben who sat was eating his bagel with a cup of coffee. Tucker was still snoring. The brothers chatted, joking around and figuring out their schedules for the day.

That was when Skylar walked out of the bathroom, placed a kiss on Ben’s cheeks and stealing fruit off Danny’s plate with a grin, before walking out to the bedrooms. Danny grinned, “Did she just?”

“Yup she did. She got a 100% on her art project, so that’s why she’s happy.” He replies smiling.

“Yeah that’s great, i know that! But she just kissed your cheek!”

“So what? It’s normal, right? She’s happy and so I’m happy.”

“Ohh—Holy crap, you still like Sky!”

“No I don’t!”

“Holy crap, you really do still like Sky!”

“Shut up, I don’t.”

—> Other time was Riley, catching them finding them at work behind one of the walls near the entrance chatting. She walked in ready to unwind and have a drink, stopping short turning to her left to see Ben’s hands on Sky’s shoulders with a smile. They didn’t notice her, since it looked like the pair were speaking onto something rather important.

“I’m telling you, the accident wasn’t your fault, okay?” He replied with a smile.

“It was a mishap i know! But Jonathan looked at me and then Tad saw me.” She said with a sigh.

“Hey you spooked! Same thing, happened with Angela and Riley months. I split for god’s sake.”

“That’s because your clumsy Ben and an idiot.”

“Yeah well, Riley still loved for me it.”

“Haha, you’re right. I’ll got tell them what happened.”

They walked to their separate sides of the bar. Riley was sitting at the couch, walking over to the counter to order a drink waiting, that’s when Sky scurry around the corner.

The girl smirked at her latina friend, “Sooo?”

“So what?” She asked her blonde friend, confused.

“I saw you and Ben talking, then i saw Jonathan and Tad were in the room.”

“We were just talking about me screwing up with both guys.”

“Ohh? And Ben?”

“He was reassuring me that everything is alright and Jonathan will forgive me.”

“I hope so, he’s a catch! You know, you and Ben have been rather close lately.”

Sky chuckled, “Riley, he only got eyes for you!”

“I don’t know, Sky.. what if-?” She replies with a soft chuckle.

“He loves you. I know that for a fact.”

Riley smiled, picturing her relationships with Philip vs hers with Ben. She knew she had plenty of other options and opportunities at her door.

———————

Ben and Skylar little affair didn’t last long, they love each other but felt that they needed to explore their other options first.

Riley and Jonathan to be exact since those feelings were clear as well. So they dated their lovers, Ben and Riley’s relationship was long but felt brief but Skyler and Jonathan relationship lasted longer than expected.

However the pair broke up one night, since Jonathan wanted to see other people, as in someone named Veronica who was in her art class. Hell he was secretly trying to see her already. They may have said it was mutual break up..but it didn’t feel like it…

Skylar returned home that night, finding her daughter on the floor and sat on the couch cuddling Emma who played with her bunny. She tried not to cry but Bonnie, who was babysitting, noticed pulling the girl into a hug telling it that it will be okay.

“It’s not okay Bon-Bon! I wanted more..i thought we had something specific and special but he practically dumped me after dinner..” She explained, with tears in her eyes, “It should be me in his arms, not stupid Veronica!”

Bonnie kept in her arms, kisses her forehead, “I knew sweetie. Just let it out, some things just happen and he’s an idiot for letting you go. But hey, your talented and smart and so sweet! Any guy would love to have you..i know Ben did.”

She scoffed, “It was a fling, a small thing. We both agreed to stop it before anyone got hurt. He loves Riley.”

Bonnie winced, “Yeah he’s not only the one who loves Riley.”

“I know Danny does, i figured it so. But i want revenge on Jona…” Sky stood up from the couch, smirking she stormed into the bedroom area, “TUCKER! I need you!”

-> To say Skylar got her revenge was a understatement. Her and Tucker tricked Jonathan, giving him a temporary job at the Mary Heart Show only for it go crashing down on the man, literally.

A bucket of huge ice cold water with fish fell on him during production while the show was on the air, causing the man to run out screaming like a cartoon character in Looney Tunes.

Mary Heart got a bunch of rating for that episode and new followers for the show meanwhile Jonathan got to smell like fish for a week, and got shown in the embarrassing videos section on YouTube. It took some work but the duo got it done, even involving Danny and Bonnie to set the prank up perfectly.

It was a win win situation for Tucker and Sky. She got her revenge and selling her artwork to Mary, meanwhile he got promoted to production manger, working his way to TV producer soon. The duo high fives at their success!

——

Skylar’s career pretty much took off a lot further from that. She was already studying art, selling it and working at the bar with her co-workers. But since Mary loved her artwork so much and photography skills, Sky was able to get a lot more offers, putting her name out there for people to see.

Designing artwork, stylish decor for people when it came to working with Brad and Bonnie’s realtor jobs. And having her sketches be used for fashionable people in the New York industry.

It felt good, she felt like her job was being seen a lot more. Danny, Tucker and Riley even displayed her art pieces on the walls of offices, hallways, suggesting it to people they meet. Ben already had the artwork display around the bar since day one, since Skylar’s style was shown throughout The Bar when she just starting out working there.

——

But the question some if you may be asking. Did Ben and Sky end up together afterwards? Short answer, yes.

Long answer, it took some time to find themselves stable enough to admit how much they still love each other. But when it did happen, the pair found themselves arguing on a Saturday afternoon getting ready to close up the empty bar…

The two were in the mist of an argument, screaming, shouting to the top of their lungs and going as far to point fingers at each other.

Ben slammed the chair onto the table and had a serious look on his face, “I can’t believe you! God you’re such a liar.”

“Me?! You couldn’t care to listen to everyone, stupid!” Sky shouted, wiping the whiteboard clean and searching for new markers.

“You knew that Riley and I weren’t gonna last! You stood there like an idiot.”

“Um hello?! Danny was always in the damn picture and clearly had the hots for her. You stood there like an idiot.”

“An idiot? Me?”

“Yeah! Too blind to see the signs, Ben. Hell even Riley didn’t notice, cause both of you were on separate planets.”

He walked over waving his hand and scoffed, “Funny. I didn’t know we were playing the blind game here. Who’s next? Oh yeah, you!”

“Me?!” She scoffed this time whipping her head towards the man, “I did nothing wrong here!”

“Oh really? Let me thing, Jonathan and Tad this! Jonathan and Tad that! What about me?”

“What about you?”

“Did you forget our little affair? All the hugs, morning kisses and secret fun! We had something going on!”

“Y-you still think about that? I thought..I thought you forgot about it.”

“No of course not! It was one of the best times of my life and we stopped because we had other people in mind. I love Riley and i fought my own damn brother to have her but then you were..you came along and i messed it up!”

“Well, you were all up in Riley-town, and I was wondering around Jona-city that we didn’t bother to continue it! You wanted her Ben…then you wanted another girl afterwards. You never know what you want!”

“Yeah right, you’re right I’m sorry. I don’t always know what I want, but when I have it..I tend to lose it. A lot! I lost Riley and screwed up. Every girl i mess up relationships with. I had an affair with you and decided to stop us from having fun. But you never know what you want either..”

She sighs, “Cause I um..I can’t choose my own way to which guy I want. I had it good with Jonathan then he dumped me and I screwed it up with Tad cause I kissed his twin brother by accident. I had it and I screwed up everything! I don’t think I can ever find a guy that can keep up with me and make it work with our lives.”

The room was silent for a moment as they looked at one another, not saying a word but their eyes said it all. Every moment shared between the mishaps to the arrangements made that lead them here.

“I guess..the only girl I’m destined to be with aside from Emma, is you.” Ben confessed with a chuckle.

She blushed and smiled, “Yeah? You mean that? Because if you don’t then we will have to start this argument all over again.”

“Yeah I mean it. I’m sorry, I never went with my gut feeling in the first place.”

“It’s okay. I’m sorry, I didn’t went straight to you about everything.”

Ben gently walked over to her and a sheepish smile, “How about we start over? Hi, I’m Ben and I think your really cute.”

“Oh my god.” She chuckled shaking her head, feeling silly.

“Come on try it! Go back to the way it was, with me.”

“The way it was. Hi I’m Skylar, do you have any idea if this bar is open?”

“Yeah I do and I know what are the specials this weekend.”

“What are the specials?”

Ben smile grew bigger by the second, leaning his head towards her face and placed a daring kiss on her lips. Skylar chuckles grew, resting her head against his forehead and returned the soft kiss. A hand wrapped around the other, with a gentle touch and whispering mumbling only about god know what.

It felt slow, knowledgeable and gentle. Like a rather passionate peck of sweet idiotic love.

He laughed, pulling her into his arms, stumbling his back against the wall and cupped her cheeks brushed against her lips against his very own. Standing on her tippy toes, she laughed at the ridiculous jokes they made, cupping the back of neck as she placed a few smooches on him.

“Wait-wait are we really doing this? Like full on addressing this?” Sky asked with the biggest goofy grin.

“I think we are. Let’s grab a couple of beers and head over to the apartment.” Ben replies with a even bigger grin.

She grabbed his hand without a second later scurrying out the door as he rushed to grab the beer bottles and keys. The two stumbled upon the streets of New York, coming back to the apartment for quiet quality together with no interruptions, due to Bonnie watching Emma that afternoon. It also helped that Tucker was on a date, meanwhile Riley and Danny were hanging out together.

So in response, they were hushing and giggles along the way.

——

As for marriage and family, they got accidentally hitched in Vegas—I mean what?! No, they didn’t!

Ok byeeee!

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