#remus is an up and coming actor working on a movie with child actor to trainwreck sirius black

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I find it amusing that you hate James when we don’t even know his pov. We only got to see Snapes memories and since he hated James his memories would have been the worst thing James did. What James did was wrong and there’s no excuse for it but we don’t even know all the stuff Snape and his friends did to all the other students. Snape wasn’t innocent and neither was James. James at least grew up but Snape never did and stayed a bitter arsehole that bullied children until the day he died. Yes he did some good but it was all for Lily (his obsession with her was creepy and not romantic at all). Now let’s compare Sirius and Draco. Sirius came from a similar family as Draco with similar beliefs. Yes he was a bully to Snape but he went against his family and their believes and chose good over evil. Draco on the other hand has been put on a pedestal by fandom probably because they haven’t read the book and liked the actor who played him in the movies. He was a coward, blood-ist, narcissistic bully who thought his family status gave him the right to look down upon everyone. The only good thing he did was lie about Harry being Harry Potter. After that though what did he do in Room of Requirement? If Harry hadn’t saved his ass he would have been a fried ferret. Now Remus, the worst thing he did was not stop James and Sirius from bullying Snape but Snape wasn’t always innocent. Are you telling me that once Snape found out about Remus being a werewolf he didn’t shove it in his face? If someone made fun of my friend for disease you better believe I’m going to stand up for them and take this bully down. The Marauders may come off as bullies but they fought for the light until their last breath. You’re forgetting all the good things they did and letting one memory shape their entire lives. Snape was the reason Harry lost his parents so he should have done everything to protect Harry it was the least the slimy git could have done. Lily and James missed out on Harry’s life because of Snape. Hell Snape should have gone and checked on him when he was the Dursley’s since he was the reason Harry had to live with them but no he chose to bully a child instead because he looked like his father and then ripped a picture of Harry and Lily and a letter she wrote for Sirius. Real mature. And really creepy.

Funny how marauder stans can never defend James without bringing the things that Snape did.

See, that might work on a Snape stan, but someone who proudly loathes both of them, it ain't working on me.

(Now I'm gonna go with this point wise cuz I love organizing shit)

We only got to see snape's memories...the worst thing that James did.

In swm, James and Sirius literally tried to choke him on soap, hung him upside down in the air, showed his underwear to the jeering crowd and then sexually assaulted him. If that is the worst thing james can ever do, then why would you support his actions?

James grew up and snape stayed bitter

That's called fucking victim blaming. James grew up from what? Bullying other people? Sexually assaulting others? Ruining someone's life because they exist? That's literally the most basic thing he could have done to not be a fucking jerk. And as for Snape, you cannot expect someone to just "grow up" when they have been traumatized for the most part of their lives??? You cannot go and tell a trauma victim "it's been years, just get over it" because they can't. They fucking can't.

Also, please tell me when exactly did James grow up? He continued to bully snape, even behind lily's back, till 7th year. And then? If James grew up, he should have apologized to snape. Where did he do that? I don't support snape's treatment of students at all, which is why I hate him, but James was a bully till he died, and he never grew up.

Comparison between sirius and draco

If you compare someone with draco, 9/10 cases they come out looking good. Cuz it's fucking draco. He's a typical "high school bully" stereotype. That's it.

Just because sirius was not a bigot when it came to wizard classism and bloodism, doesn't mean he was a good person. That's called being a decent human being. Yall marauders fans always praise them for doing the literal bare minimum. Nothing changes the fact that sirius was a bully and was just as bad as James. So don't come and tell me he's a good person, cuz he doesn't even fall in the category of decent. Also he literally tried to MURDER snape. USING remus. He had no problem sacrificing his friend's life so that he can kill another person who did nothing. In his teens. What the fuck.

Defense of remus shit

"Snape tormented remus about his lycanthropy" show me where. Cuz what I see is that he kept it a secret (bare minimum, shouldn't be appreciated) and also gave potions to him so that the transition is better. If you can find a single place where snape bullied or even insulted remus for his condition. Secondly, nothing snape does can justify him getting hung upside down, choked on soap and getting sexually assaulted in front of a jeering crowd. And remus supporting it is pretty much the same as doing it.

The marauders did good things

The marauders did good things for each other. They fought in a war. So? Does that cancel out their bad, which is much more than the good? No. Snape fought too, even tricking voldemort, does that cancel out the bad he did? You have already said it doesn't for you, so. Just because someone does a few good things doesn't mean that it erases out the millions of bad things they did.

And the rest is you shitting on snape, which idgaf about cuz I hate him.

Now go fuck yourself.

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fic title: change is constant

Virgil has changed a lot over the years, that Janus was sure of.

When they had first met in the void that was the grey side, Virgil had been cowering into himself. He curled up in a small ball and whispered.

Janus had been able to coax the new side out of his bubble, and offered his hand.

The anxious boy had taken it, and then been led to the darkness.

----

The next big, noticable change was when he had first learned of the light, the sides that resided there, and what it would be like to live with them.

Ever since then, Virgil would gaze out of his window to the glowing city far, far away, a curious, almost wistful, look in his eyes.

That was the first time that Janus felt pure dread. He knew that nothing particularly good would come for this for himself.

----

Janus had been proven right when Virgil said he was going to intrude on one of the episodes of the all brand new show Sanders Sides.

He had warned him that he would get hurt, but Virgil didn't care.

Although, it didn't stop Janus from comforting Virgil was he cried into his chest, mumbling over and over again the things that had been said to him by others that day.

That was the first time Janus truly wanted to kill someone. No one would hurt his Virgil.

No one.

----

When Virgil yelled to him that the was ducking out, Janus' heart would shatter into millions of pieces. Pieces that, to this day, were scattered around inside of his mind.

Tears had fallen from both of their eyes. Janus had pleaded over, and over, and over again. Though, it was no use. Virgil wasn't letting up.

He didn't know how to feel when those light sides appeared and convinced his Virgil to not leave, to come back and let himself be accepted. Somehow, for some, unimaginable reason, it had worked.

A little voice in the back of Janus' mind whispered to him that their relationship would definitely change after Virgil's experience in his room with the lights.

The little voice was right.

----

After Accepting Anxiety, Virgil had announced his leaving, and what was left of Janus' heart reared itself apart.

They had argued a lot that night. Both said words that could never be taken back, no matter how hard they tried. This just compelled his little Virgil to leave even more.

Even when Janus desperately climbed to him, face red and covered in tears, pleading, begging for him to think over what he was doing another time before he made his decision, Virgil's mind was made up.

----

They didn't speak or see eachother for a long time. Around a year. It was the hardest year that Janus would ever have to go through, no doubt.

What made it even worse, was that Virgil's room in the darkness never dissapeared. It stayed there, quiet, and dark. It taunted him and his loneliness.

Sure, he had Remus and the others, but they could never change how much Virgil meant to him.

Virgil was his child, his baby, Janus' little butterfly. He was gone.

For Janus, it was when Virgil glared daggers at him in Can Lying Be Good??, when all hell broke loose.

----

Selfishness Vs Selflessness had completely destroyed him.

Oh god, he never thought he would be the one to face any of Virgil's hatred.

After the episode was over, he had went to his room to look at his ceiling and think (cry) over the way Virgil reacted to his precense.

He was reminded of when Virgil came back after Taking on Anxiety, which made him pull his pillow to his face and sob harder.

He wanted his baby back. And... so did another particular chaotic octopus side.

Maybe this could work.

----

As far as Janus could tell, Virgil seems to be... fine?.... with Remus now.

Tolteration? That was enough for Janus, he guessed. After all, Virgil wouldn't go from being terrified of Remus to loving him in 40 minutes, right?

Ugh, why couldn't it be that easy?!?! Why can't Virgil just see how much he's loved by him?!?!?!

----

The movie night was... okay.

Frozen was an okay movie, so he wouldn't mind sneaking a peak at it.

His exhilarating experience of feeling fine was swept away like a rug being pulled out from under his feet, when Virgil let out an enraged hiss at his near existence.

Janus had to give himself credit, he was an amazing actor, being able to stop himself from completing breaking down right there.

He could save it for when he got to his room.

----

He didn't see Virgil for a very long time after that.

Well, sure he saw him, but it was impossible for the snake to get even a glance or mutter from himl if he passed by.

He didn't hear Virgil speak in person for almost a whole year, and it was even worse than the first time, because Virgil was there, but wasn't.

He decided to go and watch the past episodes of the show, well season 1 at least, just to see his old Virgil again. He wanted another taste of what he lost that day all those years ago.

As Janus leaned again the bare wall of Virgil's old room, he began to cry again.

----

He hadn't been through many good changes in his life. All because of an argument he had had with the most special person to him one day in 2017.

But, maybe, that was starting to change.

As he looked around the corner and saw Virgil, his old purple eyeshadow on display, laughing and joking with Roman, a foreign feeling of joy stirred in his chest.

Yeah, maybe, if he was lucky, things would change for the better.

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chapter four: symbiosis

symbiosis: interaction between two different organisms living in close physical association, typically to the advantage of both.

VIRGIL

“Uh,” Virgil says, scrambling in the face of his mother—hair wrapped for the night, blinking the sleep out of her eyes, her arms crossed, “My—myself?”

Technically true, he guesses, according to some of the sensate’s personal beliefs about the connections they share with their clusters, according to Logan according to Dot. Like having other selves scattered across the world.

Andisiwe frowns. “At this time of night?”

Virgil shrugs weakly.

She frowns deeper. Then:

“You know,” she says, looking at him very intently, “your grandmother used to talk to herself at all times of day, too.”

Virgil stays silent. His mother crouches to sit with him on the floor, settling with a long sigh.

“About anything at all,” she continues. “She’d talk about the snow when this country hadn’t seen snow for ten years. She’d laugh when no one told a joke, cried when nothing sad had happened. She’d make recipes I’d never heard of before. You remember her pitha?”

Virgil nods, confused. Of course he remembers her pitha. They’d have it at every large family gathering.

“That’s an Indian dessert. She’d never left South Africa in all her life, but she knew how to make pitha and speak Tamil like she was born in Bangalore. Just like you were speaking a language other than Xhosa or English just now.”

Oh, Virgil thinks, then, oh.

“So unless you started taking language lessons while studying for your doctorate,” she says, staring at him.

Virgil chews at the inside of his cheek.

“No,” he says hoarsely. “No, I didn’t.”

She nods, accepting this. “How long…?”

“I don’t know,” Virgil admits. “A week and a half? Two weeks?”

“Not long at all,” she murmurs. “ I suppose it might skip a generation. She told me once it started when she was a child. A horrible headache struck her, and once it let up she had seven new friends all around the world. When they were all ten, maybe.”

Ten, Virgil thinks, mind whirling. God, to deal with all this at the age of ten?

“Sensates,” Virgil croaks. “We’re called sensates.”

His mother offers him a smile. 

“I know,” she says. “Tell me about them.”

“One’s here,” Virgil says, and he looks at the big, tall, tattooed man. “I don’t think I got your name last time.”

The man walks from his plush apartment rug to sit on the hardwood floor. 

“Patton Taumata,” he says with Virgil’s mouth, offering a bright smile to Virgil’s mother, sitting beside him. “Māori, New Zealander.”

And then Virgil feels what Patton does next—pull seems too strong a word, but it’s the closest he has.

Sitting across from him, looking vaguely disgruntled to find himself on the ground, yet still sitting at his desk in his home office.

“Janus Slange,” he says. “London.”

He slides out of Virgil’s body to find a spot to sit that’s a bit more refined.

Patton turns his head, and Virgil turns his gaze to follow.

“Roman Regio,” the actor says, looking up from his script to gesture beside him. “And my brother, Remus. Who is currently on his way to Mexico City, which he should have done as soon as he got accused.”

“This is such a dumb plan,” Remus groans, resting his head simultaneously against the bus window and Virgil’s bed. “I want all of you batshit hallucinations to know that I don’t come up with plans this stupid. My plans are refined in the way they cause utter chaos.”

Sitting in his bed in the barracks and beside Virgil, so close their thighs almost touch, giving Virgil a thrill that shoots all the way to his fingertips—

“Logan Zieliński,” he says to Virgil’s mother, careful to sound respectful. “I was just here. I’m Polish, but I’m currently studying in Antarctica. Space research.”

They’re here. All of them here. But Virgil sees Patton reach again—

EMILE

—and Emile beams at the sight before him. Patton turns to grin at him.

“Well done!” Emile says, filled to bursting with pride. 

Patton! Reliably being able to pull them all in to visit together! That kind of skill—coupled with the fact that Patton, back in his apartment in Auckland, is peaceably planning lessons with a sitcom in the background—can take other sensates months of practice to truly achieve. 

“Is this your mother?” He asks Virgil.

Virgil says, “Um, Mom, my—cluster parent?”

Emile makes an eh handwavey gesture followed by a thumbs-up. “Whatever you’re comfortable with, I’m comfortable with!”

“—is here right now. His name’s—”

He speaks at the same time as Emile does.

“Dr. Emile Picani, hi there—!”

“—and he’s American.”

Virgil’s mother’s brow wrinkles in distaste, but she does a good show of trying to hide it.

“That’s fair,” Emile says. “Americans are—well, y’know. You’ve seen the news.”

“This is my mother, Dr. Andisiwe Nkosi. My grandmother was a sensate too, apparently.”

“Oh, that’s lovely!” Emile exclaims. “There are sensates within biological families, of course—” he gestures to Roman and Remus, “—but things are still up in the air about if and how being homo sensorium passes down.”

“Dot said the number of sensates is rising due to epigenetic factors,” Logan says.

“Oh, you’ve met Dot!” Emile says delightedly. 

“She answered many of the questions I have,” Logan says, and for a blip, they’re all sitting in the barracks in Antarctica as Logan reaches for a notebook and pen. “But I still have many questions.”

“Entirely understandable,” Emile says.

“Wait, you got your questions answered?” Roman demands, and they’re all sitting on Roman’s apartment’s massive balcony overlooking Mexico City. “I just got this one—” he points accusingly at Janus, “telling me hey, surprise, you’re not actually losing your shit!”

Janus shrugs, and they’re all surrounded by monitors, blinking with so many different points of data it makes Emile a little dizzy. “He just showed up in the mirror while I was shaving.”

“Well,” Emile says, and they’re all in Emile’s apartment at home. Emile puts a kettle on the stove. “I’m here now. So what questions can I help you answer? Or, at least, activate the Archipelago to get some kind of answer for you. If you can think of some kind of subject, there’s probably a sensate that knows something about it, but I suppose we should probably start with the sensate-specific questions.”

Remus puts up a hand and asks, loudly, “Can I use the psychic connection with other sensates to have some kind of insane worldwide orgy?”

ROMAN

Sasha is out for a key art photoshoot, so Roman has the whole apartment to himself. Which is good, because he got a bit busy last night with the whole explanation of what exactly it is that’s been happening to him, and then yelling in disgust when Remus asked gross questions about it.

Roman’s considering if he wants to paint his nails—it’s not like he can keep it, if solely for movie continuity—just to have something to do with his hands when the door cracks open.

And in steps Remus—absolutely filthy, staring at Roman incredulously, a fake mustache plastered above his real mustache that he immediately rips off.

“It worked,” Roman says gleefully. “It worked!”

“First of all, cops ain’t shit, I probably should have expected literally every police officer to sleep on the job when seeing someone suspicious board a bus, but Jesus fuckin’ Christ, your security munches ass,” Remus declares, “They let a murderer get into your apartment.” 

Roman bursts out laughing.

“It’s not funny!” Remus says, pulling off the fake beard he’d donned. “It took five pesos of stolen fake beard and mustache to fool everyone, are you fucking kidding me—?!”

Roman slides off the couch, gripping his stomach, he’s laughing so hard.

“What?!” Remus demands, throwing off the overly large trench coat he’d been huddling under.

“You,” Roman wheezes, then, “you said the plan was stupid and it wouldn’t work—!”

“It is stupid! I come up with way better plans than this, you’re telling me that you came up with the stupid kid movie plan and I didn’t?! And it shouldn’t have worked—Roman, stop laughing, your fangirls are fucking batshit crazy, could you imagine what kind of weird Wattpad shit they’d get up to if they knew how easy it was to break in here?!”

Roman is screaming with laughter, because literally all they needed was a fake mustache and beard, and ooh Roman can tell that Remus is pissed that Roman came up with this plan first because it’s such a perfectly Remus plan. He isn’t sure how much of it is a sensate thing versus a twin brother thing, but all the same, Roman knows that Remus is absolutely fuming, which makes it even funnier.

Remus storms off, shouting, “Just for this, I’m going to use up all your fancy shampoo! I’m going to take the biggest, nastiest shit in your bathroom! I’m—I’m going to eat all your soap! I will! I’ll do it! I’m eating all your soap!”

LOGAN

It’s still a little startling to look over at his notebook and suddenly find himself in South Africa, but he’s gotten a little more accustomed to it since the night before. He’s been feeling a pull to South Africa all day, like an ache deep in his chest. He isn’t entirely sure why.

Virgil glances over at him and smiles, just a little. Logan smiles back. Virgil clears his throat and returns his attention to the textbook before him.

“Roman’s plan worked,” he says. 

Logan huffs, shaking his head. Honestly. It’s like those American movies when three children stack on top of each other and wear a large trenchcoat and a fake beard to gain access to the movies, but it actually worked. 

In retrospect, Logan’s sure that Remus would have foregone his escape into the wilderness if he’d known that donning a disguise and having his rich brother pay away the arrest troubles and their psychically connected lawyer argue before the court would have worked so neatly.

However, considering that nearly every aspect of that plan is absolutely off the rails ridiculous, the escape into the wilderness must have seemed like a prudent measure to take at the time.

“How’s your research?” Logan asks, sitting down on Virgil’s bed. 

“Pretty good,” Virgil says, his tone very casual. “I think the fact that abrus precatorius—”

“The scientific name for rosary peas,” Logan assumes. He is rewarded by a nod from Virgil.

“—isn’t native to Mexico and the fact that Remus hasn’t traveled for years on end is a pretty good basis for Janus to go on. Plus, abrin—”

“The toxin?” Logan clarifies and receives a nod.

“—is incredibly toxic, to the point where anyone ordering rosary peas would probably get pinged under some kind of monitoring system. So there wouldn’t really be a way for Remus himself to get them. Miguel Contreras, on the other hand—”

“The murder victim?” Logan says, startled.

“Yes—on the other hand, he went to Florida very recently. He got back three days before his death, in fact.”

“I thought they were native to Asia and Australia?”

“Yeah, they are, but rosary peas are an invasive species, and they’ve been clocked in the pine rocklands there,” Virgil says. “Symptoms usually occur pretty quick, but it can take up to five days to show up, depending on the method of ingestion. And considering the seed of just one pea could be fatal…”

“Then the cause of death could very well be found in Florida!” Logan says. “And the only thing they have on Remus—”

“—Are threats, exactly,” Virgil says enthusiastically. “And considering the way Remus is as a person, Janus could probably get those hand-waved away as being under jest, rather than an actual threat to kill him.”

They smile at each other again, Virgil’s lips twisting wryly. 

“I’ve been wanting to visit you all day,” he says abruptly, and Logan feels that flutter in his stomach again, the one he’s been feeling since they first met; he’s willing to admit to himself that it most certainly isn’t unease, now. It is a near antonym of unease.

“I have too,” Logan admits, trying his very best to keep his voice informal.

Virgil’s smile softens, a little. “Yeah?”

“Yes,” Logan affirms, and the flutter in his stomach intensifies.

They stare at each other. Virgil’s eyes, Logan notices abruptly, are objectively beautiful. Framed by long lashes, his eyes are so dark a shade of brown they’re practically black, so easy to stare at, admiring the way a sudden shift in the lighting would illuminate the subtle honeyed depths of them. 

For a moment, Logan gets a flicker; he’s looking at his own eyes, blue and framed by his glasses, but the emotion in him doesn’t change, the fleeting thought of look how gorgeous, and suddenly he is back to looking at Virgil, and, as one, they look away.

Virgil coughs awkwardly. “This sensate thing—weird, huh?”

For the first time, Logan wonders if the feeling in his stomach is not entirely his own. If it is something shared.

But, Logan thinks, sneaking a look at Virgil taking notes, twirling his pen idly over the backs of his long fingers, he supposes that neither of them would be able to tell that, anyways.

REMUS

Remus is bouncing his leg so much that the cop near him is giving him a disdainful look.

Or maybe the look is because the cop thinks he’s a murderer. Whatever.

“Are you sure this is gonna work,” Remus mutters out of the corner of his mouth because he hasn’t gotten the hang of visiting someone in his cluster and going about day-to-day life like a normal person, the way more experienced sensates can. 

“Positive,” Janus says. He’s sitting crossed-legged beside Remus in his holding cell, where they’re waiting to be transported to the courtroom. Remus is pretty sure most lawyers shouldn’t turn up to court in pajamas, but considering that to the rest of the courtroom Remus is going to play at being his own lawyer, it’s all fine. 

“All they have on you is proximity and threats,” Janus continues. “And considering the voice in your novels, along with the parts in your dust jackets’ where you literally threaten your readers, I can get that set aside no problem.”

Remus inhales heavily and exhales just as noisily.

“Right,” he says. “Right.”

Roman flickers into sight just long enough to shoot Remus a thumbs up, and as Janus resumes spitting legal jargon, Remus feels his shoulders relax.

PATTON

“Be careful with our bezzie Buzzy Bee!” Patton says brightly. He’s crouched before Sophie, having helped untangle the string. “Let’s make sure we don’t tangle him up again, eh?”

“I will, Mr. T!” Sophie shouts, already on the run with the toy, and Patton huffs ruefully. It’ll probably be tangled up again by the end of the day.

A brief chill across his skin, and Patton shivers before he refocuses on the sunny afternoon, here, in Auckland.

By the time he’s stood upright, Logan’s beside him, in a white lab coat.

“Do you really need that much air conditioning down there?” Patton says. “Seems a bit overkill, mate.”

Logan shrugs, closing a door, hiding away some kind of equipment that looks very finicky and complex. “I’m not the one in charge of the facility.”

“Fair enough,” Patton says. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be asked to join in on some kind of game, soon. You like rugby?”

“It’s not exactly popular in Poland.”

“Hm. Guess not,” Patton says. “Probably should’ve known that already.”

“The whole sharing knowledge aspect of this does seem to be rather dependent on a variety of factors,” Logan says thoughtfully. “I don’t think I automatically know the minutiae of New Zealand history and culture just because you might; I think we have to be doing something to trigger that sharing of knowledge.” 

Patton huhs thoughtfully.

“If you didn’t know how to drive a car, for instance,” Logan theorizes, “and I did, and you sat behind a wheel and needed to drive somewhere, I would probably be able to impart that knowledge to you.”

“I can ask Emile,” Patton says, ready to turn and look in on Florida, but he’s stopped by Logan’s frustrated, “how do you do that?”

“Hm?” Patton says, turning to look at him.

“This seems to come so effortlessly to you,” Logan says. “You drop in and seem totally at ease, you could control if we all came to see Virgil a couple nights ago, and by the reactions of those around you, you don’t seem to be talking to thin air—”

“Well, we’re mostly, surrounded by five-year-olds, they wouldn’t be too phased by the concept of me having an imaginary friend,” Patton points out. Logan doesn’t seem particularly amused by this.

“I don’t know,” Patton admits. “Emile thought I was just very communicative, for a sensate. That might be it; I’ve always been pretty chatty. It also might be because Māori have beliefs about how we are all connected—people, nature, all living things—so maybe I was a little more prepared to accept that I was literally connected to other people because I grew up with that as a sacred ideal.”

They watch children run and play for a few minutes; Manaia, diving to catch a football in the game of rugby that had assembled; Sophie, racing between everyone with her Buzzy Bee clack-clack-clacking behind her; Oliver, shyly joining in on a game of hopscotch.

The grass sways in the light breeze, the sun had peeked out from behind its clouds, leaving the entire playground awash in light and warmth. The laughter of children carries on the wind. Patton’s coworkers occasionally look up from their tiny charges to smile and wish him a good day.

“It’s really rather nice here,” Logan says quietly. “I’ve never been remotely near this continent. Coming to research in Antarctica is the most travel I’ve ever really done.”

“Do you miss home?” Patton asks.

Logan considers this.

“Some things,” he says. “Kluski, makowiec, honey mead. Newspapers written in my native language. The coffee shop I studied in throughout all of university. Proper herbata góralska. My mentors. The ability to go to a grocery store. My mother.”

There’s a beat of silence.

“But I love the research I do here,” Logan says firmly. “It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be able to study down here.”

“It sure seems like it,” Patton says, his admiration clear in his voice. 

“This whole situation threw a bit of a wrench in the works,” he says.

“I think it did for all of us,” Patton says. “Not all bad, though. Remus would probably still be on the run if he hadn’t connected with Janus.”

“No,” Logan muses, a soft flush touching his cheeks. “Certainly not all bad.”

Unbidden, images flash in his mind; black coffee, an expanse of wide sunny road, the sensation of dirt under his fingernails, purple jacaranda blossoms.

Patton tries his hardest not to grin. But—

“What,” Logan says defensively.

“Nothing,” Patton says, not hiding his smile, and Logan huffs irritably.

“You know,” Patton says, “Emile’s been dating someone in-cluster for, like, nine years? They were the first people that they saw, of the people in-cluster. In-cluster relationships are apparently pretty common, which I guess makes sense. Sharing feelings, knowledge, everything—it sure can bond two people together.”

Logan’s flush deepens. 

“Just sayin’,” Patton offers cheerfully, and he goes off to join a game of hopscotch, leaving Logan with his thoughts.

JANUS

The language is different. The procedure is different. The situation is, most definitely, different. 

He’s used to English, English law, English crimes. He’s been a barrister for years, jumping from one firm to another because the latter had seen partner potential in him; it paid much better, too, which certainly hadn’t been a negative. Janus had become a well-polished lawyer, a viper in the courtroom, a boomslang to his rivals. 

He’s good at it, is his point. He’s always been good at it.

He stands, surveying the judge. A different uniform, but a similar dime-a-dozen judge. He’s seen this type dozens of times. He could debate them in his sleep.

But as he looks to the side—Remus sitting, Roman beside him, the rest of the cluster in a line past them, just peeks of their profiles past the twins—he remembers why he started to study law, too.

Because he wanted to be able to get himself and his brother out of any and every sticky situation they could ever stumble into.

Janus stands when he is bid to. He takes the oath, Remus’s mother language tripping off his tongue like it’s his own. It is now, Janus supposes. 

Roman reaches over and grips Remus’s hand. Remus pinches Roman as hard as he possibly can, but Roman doesn’t flinch.

Janus begins smoothly, “Your honor, ladies and gentlemen of the court...”

[emy-loves-you]

Sanders Sides AU-gust Day 5: Post-Apocalypse

Remus gets injured while running away from a hoard. Janus tends to his wounds, and they make a new friend

Janus POV, Dukeceit, parental Moxiety and slight parental Anxceit

Day 4 | Masterlist | Day 6

“What on earth were you thinking!?!”

Remus smiled, completely ignoring the large gash in his arm. “They were after me! And I had to get back to the love of my life!” He waggled his eyebrows, and Janus barely resisted the urge to smack him.

“Why didn’t you go around the barbed wire fence? You knew where the entrance was!”

“Because it was quicker to go over the fence, duh. And so much more fun. I felt like I was in an action-horror movie!” He pumped his arms into the air, completely ignoring his injury.

Janus sighed, moving to grab the first-aid kit. “And why didn’t you wear your jacket? You know how difficult it is for zombies to bite through that thing. And you probably wouldn’t need stitches right now if you had worn it.”

Remus pouted. “Because you were sleeping with it! And if I’d woken you up you would’ve convinced me to stay.”

“Yeah, because there definitely weren’t over 300 zombies in the area!”

“You know I would do it again in a heartbeat!” Remus’ smile was completely gone (was it ever truly there in the first place?) and Janus sighed as he directed Remus to sit on the nearest tree stump. They stood in silence for several minutes as Janus tended to Remus’ injury. For the first half of the procedure, there were no sounds beyond Remus’ quiet hissing when Janus tugged too harshly on a stitch.

After most of the wound was closed, Janus spoke up. “You know he’s probably dead.” He kept his eyes trained on the stitches. He didn’t need to look up to know what expressions lied on Remus’ face. They’ve had this conversation dozens of times, after all.

Remus sighed. “I know. But if there’s even the smallest chance that Ro’s alive, I’m gonna find him.” Janus offered no sympathy. He knew that would only fuel the fire. “I can’t lose him, Jan. Not again.”

Janus remained silent as he tended to Remus’ wound. As he finished stitching and moved on the bandaging, Janus let his mind wander. It’s been almost 3 years since the outbreak started. Janus and Remus were just friends at the time. Remus and Roman (Remus’ twin brother) had gotten into an argument right before Roman moved across the country. After the outbreak started, Remus had made it his goal to find Roman. A difficult goal, especially since the zombies had multiplied overnight, making it impossible to travel on road or through cities. But Remus never gave up. So here they were, over 2,000 miles away from home, searching for any signs of life while barely surviving themselves.

Once Janus had Remus completely patched up, they packed up to leave. The scent of Remus’ blood would eventually attract zombies. It would be best to travel as far as possible before setting up camp for the night.

They walked for around 6 hours, talking about whatever topic came to mind. Well, it was more of Remus bringing up a random topic and Janus bringing up different counterarguments. They eventually made camp down by a stream in the middle of the woods. The sun was close to setting as Janus collected wood to start a fire. Remus moved deeper into the forest, likely searching for deer or rabbits. Janus quickly set up the fire, dragging a fallen tree nearby to use as a bench. Just as Janus was starting to wonder what was taking Remus so long, he heard a rustle from behind him. “Finally decide to show up, Remus? Did some sort of poisonous or toxic creature distract you?” He turned around to see someone that was decidedly not Remus.

Crouching in the thick foliage was a child, no older than 6. He had long brown hair and oversized black hoodie. His hair had multiple braids running through it, but it had obviously been several days since they were put in, judging from the multiple twigs and knots that Janus could see. Large brown eyes fearfully stared into Janus’ soul.

Janus slowly moved to sit on the log behind him. It would be better if the child believed he wouldn’t run up and grab him. “Hello, little one.” Janus’ voice was much softer now, and he noticed how the child appeared nervous but didn’t flinch. “My name is Janus. What’s yours?” The child didn’t answer, instead looking over at the decently-sized fire. “Would you like to join me? My partner should be here soon, and he’ll have food for us to cook and eat.” The child glanced between Janus and the fire, seemingly weighing his options. “If it makes you more comfortable, I promise I won’t get off of this log unless absolutely necessary. You needn’t be afraid. Neither my partner nor I would ever harm a child.”

The child weighed his options for a few more moments before stepping forwards. He slowly approached the fire, not taking his eyes off of Janus. Once he was in grabbing range and Janus hadn’t reached out for him, the child’s entire body seemed to relax. Janus watched as the child winced and pulled a stick out of his hair. “Would you like some assistance with that?” The child looked up at Janus, his shoulders tense again. “I could clean and rebraid your hair, if you want me to.” The child stared at him for a few moments before slowly approaching. After a few more minutes of coaxing, the child was soon sitting in Janus’ lap, watching the fire as Janus fixed his hair.

For once, Janus was grateful that the virus killed off kids rather than infecting them. He could bash in the face of a 30-year-old zombie any day (he usually did so daily). But if he had seen this child running after him, bloody and rotting? Janus didn’t know what he would do.

The child winced as Janus pulled out a stubborn stick. “My apologies.” Janus murmured softly. “I’m afraid it’s been many years since I last dealt with long hair.” The child seemed to relax at Janus’ tone, so Janus kept talking. “I’m surprised that you managed to find this campsite, much less approach us. You must be very brave, child.” The child muttered something under his breath. “What did you say?”

“m not brave, ‘m just Virgil.”

Janus smiled softly as he worked on braiding Virgil’s hair. “Well, Virgil. I feel like you’re not seeing what I’m seeing. I see a strong child who faced his fears and did what he had to do to survive. What do you see?”

Virgil started shaking, and it took Janus a moment to realize that he was crying. “They said I couldn’t do anythin’ ‘cause ‘m small.” Janus started to rub the child’s back as he shook more. “I thought I could do it on my own but I can’t! I miss Uncle Lo and his facts. I miss Uncle Ro and his songs. I miss my Papa!”

The child was sobbing by this point. Janus turned Virgil around so he could bury his face in Janus’ chest. Janus rubbed small circles into Virgil’s back as he cried. “There there.” He whispered. “It’s alright. We’ll find your Papa.” Janus did not like to make such claims. He never did so with Remus with his quest to find Roman, so why should he do so with Virgil?

Maybe it was because of the way Virgil relaxed after he’d said it. Maybe it was because Virgil was just a child, and will hopefully forget the promise. Maybe it was because Janus didn’t want this kid to grow up an orphan. But it didn’t matter, because he’d already said it.

Once the kid stopped crying, turned back around so that he continued facing the fire. Janus smiled as Virgil leaned back so that he was laying against Janus’ chest. They stayed like that for several minutes before they heard more rustling from the other side of the fire. Virgil seemed to see the person’s face before Janus did. Instead of burying himself into Janus, like he’d expected, Virgil instead jumped out of Janus’ lap. He quickly ran around the fire, shouting in relief. “Ro! Ro! R- oh.”

Janus kept his eyes on Remus, who was staring at the child with a carefully blank expression. Before he could potentially frighten the child, Janus spoke up. “Virgil, I would like you to meet Remus, my boyfriend. Remus, this is Virgil. I was hoping we could watch over him until he is reunited with his father.”

Remus’ face went through a myriad of emotions before sticking with happy. For once, Janus was grateful for Remus’ obsession with theatre. It made him an amazing actor, after all. “Of course! There’s always room for one more!” He reached down to poke Virgil’s belly, and Janus was surprised to hear the child giggle. Remus stood back up and offered Janus the deer carcass he’d hunted earlier. “Sorry it took so long. I spotted two giant spiders mating in the woods. The female bit off the male’s head!”

Virgil mumbled something as he made his way back to Janus. “What was that, Virgil?”

“...spiders are cool.”

Remus’ smile became less forced. “I’ll take you to see them tomorrow.”

They sat in relative silence as Janus worked to prepare the deer meat. Remus had already drained it, thankfully, so Janus mainly needed to skin it. Janus watched out of the corner of his eye as Virgil attempted to scoot closer to him. “Would you like something, Virgil?”

Virgil seemed surprised that Janus had called him out. “Nothing!”

Janus internally sighed. It would take a while for Virgil to fully come out of his metaphorical shell. “Do you know how to skin a deer, Virgil?” The child shook his head. “Would you like to learn how?”

Virgil suddenly found his shoes extremely interesting. “I’m not allowed to touch knives.”

“I didn’t ask that.” Virgil’s head shot up. “I asked if you wanted to learn how to skin a deer.” Virgil nodded frantically, and Janus barely stopped himself from smirking. “Alright, come closer and I’ll show you how.”

Virgil sat in Janus’ lap as he carefully removed the deer’s skin. After a few minutes of explanation and demonstration, he handed Virgil the knife. He kept his hands on Virgil’s the entire time, and there were luckily no injuries from the experience. They lost a little bit of meat from where Virgil cut too deep, but it wasn’t too bad for his first time with a knife. While Janus cooked the meat, Remus told Virgil whatever stories popped into his mind. Janus was glad that Remus kept the stories PG, and was surprised that Virgil preferred some of Remus’ darker tales.

After a few more hours of eating and storytelling, Virgil let out a yawn. Janus smiled. “Are you tired?” Virgil nodded, his eyes already starting to close. “Then we’ll wake you in the morning. Sleep tight, Virgil.”

Once the two of them were sure that Virgil was asleep, Remus started whispering. “Okay, what the fuck is going on!?”

Janus sighed, making sure to keep his voice down. “From what I’ve gathered, Virgil and his father travel with your brother and a third adult that goes by ‘Lo.’ A few days ago, one of them told Virgil that he couldn’t help them because he’s too young. Wanting to prove them wrong, he ran away and found our fire.”

Remus was in deep concentration. “So Roman IS alive.”

Janus nodded. “Possibly. If he is, than he is most likely nearby, searching for Virgil.”

Remus nodded before looking over at Virgil. “I don’t know why they wouldn’t let him help.”

Janus sighed. “He is rather young, Remus.”

Remus waved him off. “I know, I know. And before all of this shit happened, I would’ve agreed. He’s way too young to handle knives or fire. But we’re not living anymore. We’re surviving. And this kid needs to learn how to survive in case he’s on his own again.”

“And I perfectly agree.” They sat there for another hour as the fire started to dwindle. Remus offered to take first shift, so Janus kissed him goodnight before laying down next to Virgil. And if Janus’ heart melted a bit when Virgil grabbed the front of Janus’ shirt in his sleep?

Well, no one had to know about that, did they?

[mischief-marauders]

Harry Potter Needs To Step It Up

I think we all saw that Percy Jackson is being turned into a tv series with Disney +. We all know that no matter what, Harry Potter is THE most iconic movie franchise. Wizarding World has movies, books, a broadway play, apps, games, and even a damn theme park. But it has been lacking recently. The Fantastic Beasts movie franchise is not doing well. They have released two movies, they’re working on the third one, and JK Rowling has said that she plans for there to be five movies in the franchise. The problem is that Harry Potter will start to fade if all the content we have is fantastic beasts, especially with all of the new young adult content happening. I mean come on, The Raven Cycle is becoming an SYFY series, Shadow & Bone along with the Narnia series are becoming a Netflix original, not to mention The Hunger Games getting a prequel movie, AND there have been talks for a Divergent tv series as well. The Harry Potter universe has never had serious competition until now. The problem is the decisions being made. Fantastic Beasts should not have been made. Another faulty decision was hiring Johnny Depp and killing off Zoe Kravitz's character, which pretty much saved the second movie. Another good thing about Crimes Of Grindewald besides Leta Lestrange, was going back to Hogwarts. I think we all miss Hogwarts. These are some ideas I think that would make Harry Potter rise to the top again and not be overtaken by Percy Jackson, because let's be honest, Disney + can do that subpar book series justice. Feel free to post some ideas as well. 

1) Wrap up the Fantastic Beasts franchise with this third one and end it as a trilogy. The movie will be set in Brazil and will introduce the south America wizarding school “Castelobruxo”. It terrifies me to see what JK will cook up involving Latinx culture. Just end it there and start working on new ideas that will both satisfy old fans and entice new fans.

2) Marauders tv series or movies produced by Warner Bros or HBO max. Let's be honest, if there were ever to be a prequel following Harry Potter, it should be the Marauders. We barely got Marauders content from the books, yet its one of the most popular sub fandoms in the Harry Potter franchise. Imagine a series following James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Lily getting into Hogwarts and their adventures leading to them discovering Remus being a werewolf, James and Lily slow burn, Sirius struggling with his family legacy and being heir, and Remus trying to hide being a werewolf. Show me what led to Peter betraying his friends. Show me what Sirius and Regulus were like together. Each season/movie would be a year. At the end of season 1, Bellatrix Black (because we’ll see Sirius’ family obviously, The noble and most ancient house of Black is iconic) join Voldemort which leads to a spin-off or original series

3) Voldemorts rising. A show or movie being spun off from the Marauders and following how he rose up in power through the wizarding world pureblood circles. How he managed to becoming the most terrifying thing wizards have seen. What did he do, who did he betray, etc.

3) Cursed Child movie. I have never seen the play. I do not intend to see it. The son of Harry Potter and the son of Draco Malfoy time traveling and wreaking havoc but a play? There is no way a play can do that justice. A movie would be so, so much better. I want the original Harry Potter actors reprising their role, Albus struggling with being a Slytherin in a Gryffindor house (reverse of Sirius’ life). His cousins having issues and him being forced to live in the shadow of his father, mother, and brother. Give me Scorpius struggling with being related to death eaters and his father being a major piece of shit. Make it bright, make it bold. No more dark colors. I want Teddy Lupin, I want all the Weasley/Potter cousins. I want a wild adventure with humor. Think of a marvel movie. 

4) A new book. Not play, not illustrated (although please keep them coming), a new book. I don’t care what happens but we need a new book or book series. Maybe what happens a couple of years with Harry and his friends since the battle of Hogwarts. I would give everything I own for a Marauders book series. Just no more Fantastic Beasts or people we have never heard of. A book on the Noble and Most Ancient House Of Black would also be acceptable. 

[inactiive-shit]

Friends In Scary Places

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Prompt: Haunted house

Warnings: Deceit, Remus, haunted house stuff, gore (for the actors’ costumes), gettin scared

Pairing: romantic Moxiety, Intrulogical, Roceit

Words: 3,427

@sanderssidescelebrations and so here we are:

Patton loved haunted houses. It wasn’t something most people expected, wasn’t something most people looked at him and assumed. People liked to look at Patton and see pretty and delicate and soft and gentle and sweet. And Patton was those things, he enjoyed being those things.

That didn’t mean it wasn’t fun to let go sometimes.

So when he asked his boyfriend if they could go to a haunted house, well, it was a pretty big shock. They’d been dating for six months and he was still realizing just how many facets Patton had.

“You want to go to a haunted house?” Virgil asked, disbelief coating his words. Patton smiled, nodded. “Seriously?” The incredulous look on his face was melting away into a genuine, excited smile.

“Of course seriously, Virge. I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t.”

“Awesome,” Virgil said, practically vibrating. “I love haunted houses but I wasn’t sure you’d want to go and I didn’t want to bring it up because I didn’t want you to feel pressured into it.”

“Well, honey, you have to ask,” Patton said. “Asking isn’t going to pressure me into saying yes if I mean no.” He kissed Virgil’s cheek. “But I do love haunted houses, and I would love to go to one with you even more.” A blush spread over Virgil’s face, and Patton could not have been happier.

That’s how eleven o’clock p.m. finds them standing at the front of the line for Patton’s favorite haunted house. It was cold, and Virgil was shivering, but Patton wrapped his arms around his boyfriend to keep him warm.

“Just so you know,” Virgil added just before they walked in the door, “I have a disclaimer: I am a jumpy person. I will scream a lot. You may be deaf by the time this is over.”

“It’s okay, honey,” Patton said. “I’ll protect you.” They drew closer together and stepped through the door into a small, dark room.

They were in a group of six with four strangers. One man had curly red hair and a bright red sash on, dressed as a prince. He was holding hands with a man who was wearing one snake-eye contact and had scales drawn artfully down the side of his face. The other two weren’t dressed up: one had glasses and a tie and an afro, holding onto his companion too tightly for it just to be casual. The last man looked just like the first, but with darker hair, a mustache, and a crop top on.

“Same glasses!” Patton exclaimed to the most put-together looking one of the bunch. He scrunched up his face in confusion, but didn’t comment.

“I like your make-up,” Virgil said to the smallest one with scales.

“What make-up? Darling, I assure you, this is all real.” The man motioned to his face with a flourish. Virgil stared for a moment before turning to Patton deadpan and saying, “I didn’t know they were sending us through with clowns.” The person Scaley was holding hands with choked on a laugh.

“Please,” he said, “ignore my boyfriend. He deals with fear by lying.”

“I do not,” Scaley hissed. Sash chuckled and kept going like a steamroller with no breaks.

“Also, if I punch you, I am so sorry. My fear response is to hit things.”

“I wonder why that would be?” said Glasses with a pointed look at the final member of their group. He almost seemed to preen under the judgemental gaze.

“I take no responsibility for that,” Clone said with a smile that told Patton he really was at fault. “If he gets scared of worms, he simply should not lay in a bed of them. Rip to Roman, but I’m different.” Glasses pinched his nose with his free hand and closed his eyes, looking like he was fighting off a migraine or an aneurysm.

“Patton,” Virgil said faintly, “I think we’re going to die.” Patton squeezed the arm around Virgil’s waist, reassuring him silently. This was a rather eclectic group, but they seemed friendly enough! There were new friends around every corner, and this haunted house would be no different.

“This way, please,” an eerie old man said in easily the most disturbing voice Patton had ever heard. Their group shuffled toward the second door. “Once you go through this door, there is no turning back. Does anyone want to run while you still have the chance?” None of them said anything. “Wonderful. Willing sacrifices. Makes my job much easier. I don’t want to have to run you down.” Patton laughed softly. “Now, the rules are simple: do not touch the monsters as they will not touch you. Do not go off the path. It leads through the house and out the other side. We are not responsible for you if you leave the path and are lost for the rest of eternity. Do not go backwards on the path; there will be another group behind yours. If the scaring becomes too intense and you would like to leave, flag one of us down. You will be taken out of the house; there are no refunds. Any questions?” They all stayed quiet. “Good.” He pushed the door open to reveal a long, narrow hallway. “Have fun. Try not to stay too long. They like to keep you if they get fond.” The man laughed in a distinctly creepy way. Virgil shivered against Patton’s side.

“Front or back?” Patton whispered to Virgil.

“Getting stabbed first?” Virgil asked. “No thank you. I’ll take the back.”

“So they can sneak up behind you? Interesting priorities,” Scaley said.

“I have eyes in the back of my head,” Virgil said. “Much better than my forward facing ones.” Patton giggled at the totally serious look on his boyfriend’s face; it was so cute that he could say bullshit so convincingly.

“Do you also have-”

“Don’t,” chimed Scaley, Sash, and Glasses all in unison, speaking right over whatever Clone was saying. Clone just smiled gleefully.

“We’ll take the lead,” Sash said, pulling Scaley with him to the front. “Don’t worry, we’ll protect you guys from any murderers. A prince does nothing less for his subjects.” Clone grumbled something, but all of his friends ignored it. Patton smiled sympathetically at him, and they proceeded through the door.

“Thank you, sir,” Patton said to the employee still holding the door open as they passed. The man just smiled, too wide and slightly deranged, and Patton smiled right back.

“Smile too much and your face’ll stick like that,” Virgil mumbled into Patton’s neck as their group inched down the hall. Patton shrugged, jostling Virgil slightly toward the wall.

“I don’t think that would be so bad.”

“No,” Virgil agreed. “I like your face like that. But I like your face a lot of other ways too.”

Their group came up on the first room, and Sash groaned when he saw it. “Of course this would be first.” He buried his face in Scaley’s hair.

“At least it can’t get any worse for you,” Scaley muttered, smirking as he pulled them into the room.

“Are you sure about that?” Virgil and Clone said at the same time. They both paused, and Clone turned around to make eye contact with Virgil.

“A new friend?” Clone asked.

“Hell yeah,” Virgil said. They fist bumped. Glasses rolled his eyes.

“Good god, there’s two of them now,” he said. Patton laughed and patted the man’s shoulder.

“The more the merrier?” he suggested as they finally went into the room. Glasses grumbled and shook his head at the toys littering the walls and bed of the room.

“Oh, Roman, you must be in hell,” said Clone. “I sure hope none of these dolls talk. Or move. Or follow you home.” Glasses placed a hand over Clone’s mouth.

“Aw, c’mon,” Patton lied. “I think they’re kind of cute.” He giggled at the look of horror on his companion’s faces, at the look of adoration on Virgil’s, and examined the room. Exceptionally creepy dolls were lining shelves that spanned every wall, as well as being thrown haphazardly on the floor and bed. The bed itself was dirty - who would let a child’s bed get so nasty? - and had a checkered sheet on. It reminded Patton of the one he used at home. He shivered.

“We are going to die here,” Sash sang.

“The scariest thing about this is how unclean it is,” Glasses said, shaking. They began walking more quickly, but froze in place when a tinny laugh sounded from across the room. Virgil shivered and took a step farther away from the doll lined wall. Patton laughed nervously. Dolls were awful.

The bed near the far wall began rumbling and shaking, and a humanoid figure rose under the sheets. They all scrambled to face it, packed in close, and Patton realized too late that their backs were exposed.

He turned just in time to see the horrifyingly made-up doll-girl just a few inches away. He let out a shout and backpedaled, and Virgil followed him without a word of objection. The others all scrambled away, trying to find sanctuary.

“Don’t you want to play with me?” the girl asked. “Mommy says you have to play with me.” She giggled, dropped her head sideways so it looked like her neck had been broken. She stopped giggling. “Aren’t you going to play with me?” Suddenly, dozens of other voices began sounding around the room, demanding play and mommy said. The girl staggered closer to them, arms outstretched, and her voice dropped to sound nearly demonic. “Come and play!” she shrieked.

“Sorry, we can’t play! So busy right now! Maybe later!” Virgil grabbed Patton’s hand and took off, and Patton did not hesitate to follow. They were the last ones to clear the plastic strips separating the doll room from the next short hall.

“Why did you stay in there so long? Are you two insane?” exclaimed Sash. Patton smiled at him, shrugged.

“I thought her dress was cute,” he said, heart hammering in his chest.

“I should have asked where she got it,” Virgil added. “I might get one.” Patton giggled and squeezed Virgil’s hand. One thing Patton had been very happy to discover when he and Virgil had marathoned horror movies together was that they dealt with fear in the same way: talking about the normal aspects and never acknowledging how terrifying it was. It bothered some people, but it worked well enough.

“I liked the dolls,” Clone said. “Might have to come back through and take one home with me.”

“You are absolutely not,” said Glasses. When Clone didn’t say anything, Glasses said, “Remus Prince, if I find one of those dolls in our apartment, I will personally kill you.”

“Kinky,” said Clone. Glasses glared at him as they started down the hall. “Fine. Anything for you, Lolo! Though I do so wish you’d ask for something a little...exciting. Like a-”

“Don’t,” said the other three in unison. They reached the next door as Clone pouted.

“I think a doll would be a very thoughtful gift,” Patton whispered. Virgil elbowed his ribs.

“I side with neck tie,” Virgil muttered. “If there is a doll anywhere in my general vicinity in the next two months and it is your doing, I will end you.”

“Well,” Patton said, and was cut off by Virgil’s scream. People in inmate outfits and chains and mutilated animal masks were banging on the walls and sticking their arms through the bars, begging for help. All six of them rushed down the hallway, but Scaley and Sash pulled farther ahead. And it was Virgil who saw the next scare first.

“Oh, fuck, there’s a corner,” Virgil whispered. “People always hide around corners. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.” He giggled half-hysterically. “This is why we choose the back. Shit.” Sash, heedless of the corner and scarer behind it, did not slow down. The man rounded the corner, flailed backward screaming, and then forged onward, breezing past the scarer as though they were nothing more than a statue. Before Clone and Glasses, in front of Patton and Virgil, even got to the corner, Virgil screamed and dived forward, losing his grip on Patton’s hand. Patton turned to see the girl from the doll room smiling crookedly.

“Don’t you want to come back and play?”

“I love your dress and I would love to play, but you are very scary, goodbye!” Patton said. He jumped forward and Virgil snatchd his hand. They ran to catch the other pair. Even though they all knew where the person around the corner was, they still screamed and careened into Clone and Glasses and then took off running.

Patton pulled Virgil through the plastic strips leading to the second room and stopped short. There was a man with a chainsaw standing over a screaming woman with her intestines spilling out. Nurses milled around the room looking like zombies with pallid green skin and broken limbs.

“What a wonderful heart!” Chainsaw-Doctor’s-Coat-Man said, as the woman screamed and he began pulling out organs. “But this liver,” he tutted. “What a shame, what a shame.” His eyes flitted up to lock with Virgil’s. “But you…” he came closer, chainsaw in one hand and pointing at Virgil with the other. “You look like you have a lively liver.”

“No, sir,” Virgil said, slowly inching closer to the other four, “no such liver here. I drink. All the time. My liver really has gone down the shitter.” Clone laughed.

“Help me! Please!” the woman screamed raggedly. Patton tapped a pattern on Virgil’s hand. Virgil was tensed to run, but he still gave Patton’s hand a quick squeeze.

“What about you, my boy?” the doctor said, moving on. “What’s your liver worth to you? Your life?” Before Clone could respond, the doctor stepped back and revved his chainsaw. “Nurses, get him!” As one, every nurse in the room turned to face them, and then staggered forward. “Run, little pretties! Run, run!”

And run they did. They ran straight through the rest of the room, and spilled out into the hallway. There were strobe lights on the ceiling and it was much tighter than the last, barely larger than one person wide. Sash had managed to cram in next to Scaley and they held each other.

“That’s it,” he announced. “I am no longer leading this expedition. I quit.”

“Are you alright, kiddo?” Patton asked, concerned. “Do you need to leave?” It shouldn’t be too hard to track down a cast member and get him out if he needed it. Sash paused to deliberate, but shook his head.

“No. I just do not want to be in the front anymore. We’re moving to the middle.”

“We can take front if you don’t want it,” Virgil said. With everyone in agreement, Virgil and Patton crushed to the wall and squished through. Virgil took the lead. Patton had ahold of Virgil’s hoodie as they went. Sash was directly behind him, muttering in spanish.

“You doing good, kiddo?” he asked quietly. Sash jumped, but smiled shakily and nodded.

“Yeah, I’m fine. To be honest, I’m only here because everyone else likes it. Haunts are...not my typical hang out.” Sash shrugged. “I don’t mind coming, but I am not built for this. I’m meant for the lap of luxury.” He sighed theatrically. “But a Prince must do what Prince must do.”

“Well, if it gets to be too much, there’s no shame in leaving,” Patton said. “But to not even like it and come in anyway? You’re braver than all of us, kiddo.” They turned a corner in relative silence.

“Oh, cool,” Virgil groaned. “Creepy paintings on the walls. I wonder what those do.” Patton giggled and then got a despicable idea.

“Watch this,” he muttered to Sash. Slowly, he pulled Virgil’s hoodie back slightly and then grabbed his side with no warning. Virgil shrieked and took off. Sash jumped in surprise and hit Patton’s back, but Patton was laughing so hard he barely even noticed.

“You fucking asshole,” Virigl said, collapsed at the other end of the hall. “Betrayed by my very own fucking boyfriend like this? How could you?” Patton felt a little bad, but Virgil was fighting not to smile so he didn’t feel too bad.

“You are absolutely ruthless,” Roman said. “I am-” Two of the paintings dropped out of their frames and monsters screamed and reached out for them. The others started screaming but Patton just stumbled, almost fell, and then raced to Virgil. When he turned around, Glasses and Clone had evidently retreated and Scaley was rushing Sash toward the correct end of the hall.

The paintings slid back into place. Virgil started laughing, and Patton looked at him fondly.

“What’s so funny?” Sash asked, voice shaking.

“Nothing,” Virgil said, still giggling. “There’s noth-ing funny at all.”

“He does this when he gets scared sometimes,” Patton confided in Sash. He pulled Virgil up from the floor. “You good to keep going?”

“I’m fine, Pat.” Virgil was starting to calm down, so Patton took his hand and pulled them toward the final room. Creepy music box music was floating out, and Patton parted the barrier to see what the inside was: a mirror maze. That was certainly a new addition.

“Fuck,” Patton said.

“Double fuck,” agreed Virgil. “Are any of you good with directions?” Every person in their group shook their head. Virgil sighed. “This is not how I thought I was going to die tonight, but here we are. Let’s get this over with.” He went left. Patton had a feeling they should have gone straight.

Patton thought, going in, that a mirror maze would be hard but not that scary; he was wrong. There were trick mirrors and actors creeping around the maze. The source of the music was constantly changing locations, and whenever it got louder, somebody was bound to jump out. Until they didn’t, and they were all coiled tense as springs for no reason. Once the music even stopped, and Patton is unashamed to admit he almost wet himself terror when it started back up directly next to his head. Sometimes the lights flickered, others they strobed, and occasionally went out completely. There was a thick layer of fog covering the ground, and at one point they managed to lose both Clone and Virgil. They found them again through sheer luck and the pair’s terrified screams when they got snuck up on.

It took them twenty minutes to find their way out of the maze, and they only did it that quickly because the actors had to start herding them toward the exit.

“I see you lived,” said the same old man who had showed them in. “How unfortunate. Toodle-oo.” He shooed them away and pulled the door shut behind them.

The six of them, bonded by fear, just stood there.

“It feels weird to leave now that we’ve all been talking to each other, doesn’t it?” asked Virgil. “It’s almost like we should be friends or something.”

“We are friends, emo,” said Clone. “We already agreed.”

“Good point.” Virgil shrugged. “Still, though.”

“Maybe we should, I don’t know,” said Scaley sarcastically, “exchange numbers and meet up again or something.”

“There’s a nice little Halloween festival happening tomorrow night that we’re going to,” Patton offered. At Roman’s shudder, he added, “No scares or anything. There’s a little petting zoo with goats and alpacas and they have a corn maze and games and hot apple cider and hot chocolate. It goes from five pm to three am.”

“That is an acceptable outcome for me,” Glasses said. He passed his phone to Patton. “Input your contact information, and I will send it to everyone else, if that is alright?” Patton nodded and entered both his and Virgil’s stuff.

“It was nice meeting you,” Patton said. “We’ll see you tomorrow.” Patton waved and they all went their separate ways.

That night, as they lay in Virgil’s bed to sleep, Virgil mumbled quietly, “Whoever heard of making friends in a haunted house?” Patton hummed in response and stroked Virgil’s hair. “I don’t know anybody but you that could do something like that, Pat.”

“You did it just as much as I did, Virge,” Patton said. He paused as Virgil snuggled closer, then picked up playing with his hair again. “Love you, V.”

“Love you too, Patton. See you in the morning.” Virgil went out like a light and Patton, exhausted from their night of scares, was not long to follow.

[ao3feed-tomarrymort]

by cheeedddaaarrr

[ONE SHOT] London is going mad! Curious events have been happening throughout the city - a foreign dignitary going missing only to come back with husband and child, a superstar turning into a gigantic monster every time her heart uncontrollably races, the undersecretary regressing into a child, and reports of phone calls to the past? At the center of it all is the den of Prongslet's Extraordinary Bazaar of Love. A shop that claims to sell items that will solve the love problems of their customers.

--------TMRHP--------

At age twenty-eight, Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr., a brilliant actor who is best known for playing villainous roles and who was at the peak of his career, was bored. But when his vacation back to London had ended with him crossing paths with the mysterious shop owner, Harry Potter, he is introduced to a new world beyond his imagination. For a charismatic and manipulative actor who is used to have everything go according to his plan, what will become of his encounters with the extraordinary shop owner with a heart of gold?

Words: 17726, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Sausage Party (2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle, Voldemort (Harry Potter), Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Luna Lovegood, Hedwig (Harry Potter), Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Original Percival Graves, Newt Scamander, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Fleur Delacour, Bill Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Bellatrix Black Lestrange

Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Harry Potter/Voldemort, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Original Percival Graves/Newt Scamander, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Fleur Delacour/Bill Weasley, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Luna Lovegood/Rolf Scamander, past Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks - Relationship, One-sided Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter - Relationship, Tom Riddle & Severus Snape, Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter, Hedwig & Harry Potter

Additional Tags: Magical Shop Owner Harry Potter, Actor Tom Riddle, Possessive Tom Riddle, smitten tom riddle, Flirty Tom Riddle, Ray of Sunshine Harry Potter, Smitten Harry Potter, BAMF Harry Potter, Harry loves Tom, Tom is a Sausage, Harry is a Bread Bun, Newt is a Cinnamon Roll, Percival is also a Sausage, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Crack Treated Seriously, Tom love Harry, POV Tom Riddle

[jadespeedster17]

Thomas Sanders Highschool AU Idea

Title is a working progress, but me and my sisters best friend sat in the kitchen and came up with this idea. Context with characters, ages, and roles. Got this idea from reading @fangirltothefullest idea.

CHARACTERS

Virgil Arachna-Crofters: Senior who is forced to take theater due to their being nothing else, that he hasn’t already taken for that time slot. Techy nerd guy, and godson of single, young dad Logan Crofters. He is seventeen (17), and wants to go into Computer Science for college and has already applied for a few. Reclusive, Geeky, Socially Awkward Emo Kid.

Roman Prince: Senior who is the popular theater kid, very handsome and very dramatic. He’s the president of the Drama Department, and is in Track. He is the youngest son of ‘Mom Deceit’ Prince. And younger twin brother of Remus Prince. He is eighteen (18), and comes from a well off family, and enjoys public school over Private School. He wants to go into the drama arts and his ‘mom’ has gotten him some deals. Outgoing, Loud Mouth, Drama Bitch Kid.

Thomas Sanders: Virgil’s best friend, he is a Junior who is a band kid. He plays the flute. He is sixteen (16) and has been friends with Virgil since they were only six (6) as Logan is best friends with Thomas’s parents. He is looking for scholarships currently and looks to go into animation or advertisement. He does on the side of band the Career Technical Center near the highschool and takes classes there in Advertisement. Nerdy, Quiet, Kind Kid.

Patton Heart: Romans best friend who is a Senior as well, he is seventeen (17) and will be by the end of the semester be eighteen (18). Guys a sweetheart and helps Roman out with costumes and play writing, he is looking to be a Seamstress with a minor in writing. He is vice president of the Drama Department and makes most of their play sets and costumes with Remus. Happy go lucky, Extroverted, Obviously Bi-sexual Kid

Remus Prince: Romans older brother, by ten minuets and is a Senior as well. He is eighteen (18) and drive a rainbow colored sports car. Remus loves theater as well, but he’s more into the darker aspects, loves to play the villain and enjoys making set pieces and is learning to make costumes with the help of Patton, his second best friend. His first is a guy in college who is year older than him, but he isn’t very important to the story. Remus is looking to go into theater also, but more so want to be in Art and looks to be a designer for sets for movies and such. Creepy, Weird, Loud and Proud, Hella Gay Kid.

Micheal ‘Deceit’ Prince: Roman and Remus’s ‘mom’, single and young parent with a business of his own making selling mostly jewelry, but along with other accessories, but mainly the deal in rings, earrings, necklaces, things like that. But will sell hats, scares, shoes, and smaller things like that. Deceit is twenty-seven (27), and likes the nickname ‘Deceit’ due to most of his partners saying he ‘lies’ to them on deals. Which actually he never has done but once or twice, shockingly he is a honest business  man, (90% of the time) but he likes to mess with people. He and his wife divorced, when he was twenty-three (23) when it was found she was going hard drugs and cheating on him with another man. He adopted Roman and Remus at twenty (20), the two were eleven (11) at the time. He found his business going well, and his wife didn’t want to birth a child, so they adopted. He easily kept custody of them as he was well off and well influential to the kids. Smooth, Sly, Composed Man.

Logan Crofters: Science & Philosophy Professor as the University of Arts and Science in their area. This place is actually rather big and accepts only the best students in there art programs and their science programs, (Still working on a name for it though). He is a hardass professor to his students, but to his only son, Virgil, he is the sweetest man you’ll met. A devoted godfather and actually rather heartfelt to him, Logan tries to make his godson happy after the lose of his wife. Logan is only twenty-one (21) and is a very young professor/father, but don’t let that fool you. Guy is six foot two inches (6ft 2in) he is lanky but shockingly is very strong. He adopted Virgil when the other was sixteen (16), he was the boys Godfather, Logan was only nineteen (19), but already got a good job at a professor and was being paid rather well and his wife was doing well too. A year after that his wife died, he still kept Virgil, mainly because Virgil was happy with him. Smart, Sassy, Takes No Shit Man.

PLOT

Virgil has had it rough these past few years, having lost his mother to a car crash and taken in by his second godparent, as the first couldn’t take care of him. Logan Crofters. He took on Logan’s last name with a hypen of his own so that Logan could claim him on insurance. Life has been alright, Mr. Dad tries rather hard to make sure Virgil is coping well, even after three years, Logan knows the sting of losing someone can linger for a while. Things are looking up though, Virgil has applied to the University his dad works at to go into Computer Sciences there, and maybe look for a more specific filed of study. His godfather helped him make his portfolio and they hope he’ll get in.

Senior year comes, Virgil has a rather nice car, nothing fancy, but for used it was working well and in good condition. He signs up for classes only to find that there is no classes other than Theater/Drama open having taken all the other classes in that area, and the classes for core are all full, Virgil is forced/recommended by his adviser to take Drama. To say he’s having an anxiety attack inwardly would be in understatement. Virgil is PAINFULLY shy and dislikes being on stage. But, maybe he could convince the teacher to let him be the backstage techy guy?

First day of class, and Virgil is on edge, the class is somewhat full, only three seats are open in a class for twenty-six (26) students. Half are seniors, so about eleven (11) of them. There are five (5) juniors, four (4) sophomores, and three (3) freshmen. Most of the seniors Virgil doesn’t know that well, either because they were big bullies of his in the past or because they are WAY higher than his social standing. Being the reclusive emo kid who likes his black and enjoys not being the center of attention, he already feels out of place. And can actively hear people talking about him. Gods he hopes he can just disappear behind stage.

Then, enter in Roman Prince, popular kid, mostly because he does some sport, Track and Field, has won arts awards for the school. He is very handsome and to top it all off he’s rich. Girls and some guys swoon over this guy, who Virgil can’t even call a moron as he actually does well in school! However, the rumors about him also are dark, stating he’s rather emotionally controlling of anyone he dates. But, doesn’t stop some from trying. He has to spend his last year with this ego guy, just great.

Now, what Virgil doesn’t know is each year Roman chooses someone from the class to be is... left hand. As Patton is already his right, said ‘hand’ will do anything he asks in return he gives them lessons on being the best, often times it’s a Freshmen he likes. Rarely is it a Junior or Sophomore, once it was a senior in his Junior year. Roman sees it as he gets someone to help him and Patton with all the running they do, and helps mold a ‘new star’ out of someone. Which actually he has made some Freshmen open up more, even if later he dumps them for another next year. So win win.

And this year, he eyes up the out of place emo in the far back corner of the room. Was this guy even in here, did he show up to the wrong class. No, not many do that. So this kid clearly was in the right place. To Roman, the kid looked like he needed help, and clearly none of the others were going to do anything about it. So might as well being the ‘Prince’ he is and help the poor boy.

Thus, he offers to Virgil this, a contract he and his ‘Mom’ made. Virgil just has to do every little thing he says in the Drama Class and in return, Roman pays him twenty a week and offers him lessons on how to be a good actor. Virgil, too shocked for words and a little scared of what will happen if he doesn’t sign, signs the papers. 

This spirals into Roman slowly pulling Virgil out of his shell and making the kid be more sociable. While lowkey looking like to Virgil’s friends that he is controlling his life. Then shenanigans happen all year, which include:

- Patton having a crush of Virgil’s dad Logan and lowkey they start to grow feelings for each other. - Thomas and friends of Virgil trying to ‘save’ their friend from Roman, who they think is seeking to use Virgil and hurt him feelings later. - Roman actually developing real feelings for Virgil, something that has never happened to him. And starts to try hard to get Virgil to like him. - Virgil coming to terms fully with his moms death with people who know what it’s like. And lowkey starts to fall in love with Roman. - Remus being a dick/sweet older brother who really Ships Virgil/Roman.  - And general highschool shit.

SIDE CONTENT

- Logan and Deceit know each other, were going to have a partner ship until Logan left to marry his wife. Not great feelings there, Deceit is able to hold a grudge for a while. - Roman seems like a controlling person to Virgil to anyone out of his circle of friend. But Roman is actually a Bitch, he’s a bratty bottom and very much a submissive But he actually finds it funny how much more submissive Virgil is and finds it kind of fun to play dominate for once. - Virgil later though grows a spine and finds out just how submissive Roman is. lol - Virgil’s friends throw out some outlandish rumors about Roman and Virgil. Ranging from Roman has Virgil in a contract to be his slave, to Roman has brainwashed Virgil to be his wife and servant, to Roman is a vampire who is using Virgil as a Bloodbank. It gets rather funny after a while. - Remus is a conceiving Bastard who finds it hilarious that everyone thinks his brother is being emotionally controlling of Virgil and is being a abusive dominate. Like do these idiots even KNOW his brother - Remus also bets on how long it’ll take for Virgil to grow a spine and for Roman to cave, and bets on when Patton and Logan will get together. Remus knows ALL guys and sees EVERYTHING. - Thomas is the first to find out that Roman actually cares for Virgil and starts to help Remus plan to get them together half way through the year. - Legit there is a scene on Logan’s twenty-second (22) birthday where Patton comes over when Virgil is out shopping with Roman, and they come back to see the two kissing in the kitchen. All sorts of awkward man! NOTES

- To start the reason for young parents is explained at least, I try to get my story consistency and some realism.  - I wanted a Logicality pairing, however I wanted Logan to be ‘Teacher’ in this, so that’s why I man Logan and young dad and Virgil’s Godfather. So that way it wasn’t weird or not age correct. As I know having some thirty-year-old (30) man with a teenager is all sorts of weird for some people.  - Also I wanted some drama with Logan being unapproving of who Roman’s dad is and kind of dislikes that Virgil is friends with him due to this. But slowly comes to see that this Roman guy is making his godson happy. - Debating on a pairing with Remus and Thomas in this, comment if you want that. - I also wanted to name Deceit ‘Dominic’ but decided against it and instead when with Micheal, finding that it actually fits.  - I might add more to this later, but I don’t have much time to type out a full story so this was a better thing. - Hell, might even do Headcannons for this if you guys want me too. - If you guys WANT me to write this as a story then please comment or PM me.  - Also, if you guys want to write this yourself the PM me to let me know, and please don’t just steal my idea. I rather dislike people doing that. And dudes, it is illegal.  - Speaking of which I used SOME small ideas from the creator I mentioned above, not along. Just that Logan is a teacher with the last name Crofters, and Remus being in an outlandish car. Small things. But it gave me this inspiration so yeah...

That’s about all I got, though lowkey would LOVE to see fanart on this idea.

[ao3feed-harrydraco]

by cheeedddaaarrr

[ONE SHOT] London is going mad! Curious events have been happening throughout the city - a foreign dignitary going missing only to come back with husband and child, a superstar turning into a gigantic monster every time her heart uncontrollably races, the undersecretary regressing into a child, and reports of phone calls to the past? At the center of it all is the den of Prongslet's Extraordinary Bazaar of Love. A shop that claims to sell items that will solve the love problems of their customers.

--------TMRHP--------

At age twenty-eight, Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr., a brilliant actor who is best known for playing villainous roles and who was at the peak of his career, was bored. But when his vacation back to London had ended with him crossing paths with the mysterious shop owner, Harry Potter, he is introduced to a new world beyond his imagination. For a charismatic and manipulative actor who is used to have everything go according to his plan, what will become of his encounters with the extraordinary shop owner with a heart of gold?

Words: 17726, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Sausage Party (2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle, Voldemort (Harry Potter), Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Luna Lovegood, Hedwig (Harry Potter), Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Original Percival Graves, Newt Scamander, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Fleur Delacour, Bill Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Bellatrix Black Lestrange

Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Harry Potter/Voldemort, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Original Percival Graves/Newt Scamander, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Fleur Delacour/Bill Weasley, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Luna Lovegood/Rolf Scamander, past Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks - Relationship, One-sided Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter - Relationship, Tom Riddle & Severus Snape, Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter, Hedwig & Harry Potter

Additional Tags: Magical Shop Owner Harry Potter, Actor Tom Riddle, Possessive Tom Riddle, smitten tom riddle, Flirty Tom Riddle, Ray of Sunshine Harry Potter, Smitten Harry Potter, BAMF Harry Potter, Harry loves Tom, Tom is a Sausage, Harry is a Bread Bun, Newt is a Cinnamon Roll, Percival is also a Sausage, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Crack Treated Seriously, Tom love Harry, POV Tom Riddle

[italian-sides]

Hello everyone! / Ciao a tutti!

I know I’m late since the first Remus’ appearance but shhh, the important thing is to post, still better than not posting it at all, hahaha 

also for this post you’ll have to thank both @misslilidelaney, which is basically the source of half or even more of the headcanons you’re reading, and @watcher-from-the-heights for being the best beta reader ever ((tagging @ts-italian-gang as well bc i can))

today I will indeed introduce to you the Italian version of Remus; since there will be some phrases in heavy Roman dialect, i’ll put a translation at the end of it to better understand what people are saying: so, enjoy your reading, y'all!

oh, yeah, before anything else:

tw: mention of weed

Romeo Stella

- Romolo and Remo’s elder brother, born on 25/06/1988, more or less a year before the twins.

- since he was a child he has always given very clear signs of his love for gore-y and creepy stuff in the drawings he brought to his parents from kindergarten, something which the aforementioned initially worried about but later accepted, albeit with some  difficulty.

- in high school he attended the liceo artistico and he definitely chose it because he wanted to develop this creative flair for drawing, that and because the Green Stuff that used to be spread at his school was the best in the neighborhood- i mean what?

- after gradutation he started attending the Academy of Fine Arts in Rome but at one point he stopped because he found a job almost immediately in a very… particular field and he seized the chance: basically he’s a cameraman for erotica movies, and every now and then he takes part in the scenes himself and if at the beginning he both studied and worked to round up his expenses, after a while he quit his studies to devote himself full time to filming.

- once his parents found out about his job, since Romeo continued to lie saying that he was studying when in reality it wasn’t true, they literally kicked him out of the house and at first begged for hospitality among the houses of his actor friends and the studio where movies were usually filmed, then Remo invited him to Bologna with the promise of a low-priced apartment and showing him the announcement of a film production agency, of the type “he likes so much” looking for a cameraman, and so then he moves up to North Italy.

- as far as his personality goes, Romeo “Er Mejo Der Colosseo” [1] Stella, as he calls himself, is A Mess™: inconsistent like few, he overshares about his life and sometimes his work a lot, to the point of often making uncomfortable  both the Italian Sides and Dolce&Remì’s customers.

- as far as his sexuality is concerned, inconsistency here too reigns supreme because he constantly changes labels and an example of his conversations on the subject is: “I’m bisexual” “I’m pansexual” “No, no, in the end I am straight” “Yes, but that guy has a divine ass” “Okay, I’m gay” “Okay but THOSE BOOBS”, so you can understand what a mess this human being is.

- he wants to be considered triplets with Romolo and Remo at all costs, but each time they introduce themselves to someone new, the conversation between the three of them goes something like this: Romeo: “eh, sì, siamo gemelli” Romolo: “ma n'è ‘n cazzo vero” Remo: “ma che cazzo stai a di’?”[2]; plus the twins don’t speak much or almost never about him because they’re a bit embarrassed about his job.

- if you think that the Stella twins together are chaotic, you have never had the opportunity to experience the Stella brothers: Romeo: “A’ Burino” Remo: “A’ Cazzaro” Romolo: “A’ NFAMI VE PARCHEGGIO NA MANO 'N FACCIA”[3]; the first time that the Main Four witnessed a scene like this, Virgilio was half creeped out and half turned on and Luca was comforting a rather upset Patrizio from all the bad words flying around.

- for the reason described above films and TV series’ marathons with all the Sides are organized in rare, very rare occasions, because while Romeo would only like gore/splatter horrors and most documentaries on True Crime, the others, except Giuda, are like: “EW NO”

- Romeo: “VE GUARDATE I FILM DA FICHETTINE, IO VOJO VEDE GLI HORROR. ME SERVE ER SANGUE NO 'E CANZONI DAA BELLA E LABBESTIA” Luca: “Ma volevamo fare la maratona della Marvel” Romeo: “Notteprego 'amo girato a parodia porno e nun posso più guardà Thor coji stessi occhi”[4]

- he’s besties with Giuda and they bonded almost immediately and if the Venetian is not at Dolce&Remì or with Emilio, he’s certainly at home playing videogames on Playstation with Romeo. This is because a while back, at the very beginning of the internet, Virgilio, Romeo and Giuda were invited to a random group on Skype to make friends and while in the beginning they were all very close-knit, over the years Romeo and Giuda had become a bit much for Virgilio and slowly, taking advantage of his transfer to Bologna, he moved away from them, while Giuda and Romeo simply lost sight of each other after a while, limiting themselves to the usual Christmas/birthday wishes; Virgilio low key can’t bear the two of them too much because he’s anxious that they could bad-mouth him on the things that he said and did in his past, but they also have the same fear of him as well, therefore they keep quiet

- him, Giuda and Tommaso are fans of “La Mamma di Crystal” ((“Crystal’s Mom”)), a Saint Seya’s parody, and since the first time they all discovered that the other two follow it too, all three of them don’t have a conversation without quoting it in at least one sentence

[1]: “The Best of the Coliseum”: it comes from the italian version of Thomas O'Malley, the stray Irish cat from the Aristocats, that in Italy was characterized as a Roman cat [2]: Romeo: “heh, yes, we’re twins” Romolo: “but that’s not fucking true” Remo: “what the fuck are you saying?” [3]: Romeo:“You’re a hick!” Remo: “You’re a jackass!” Romolo: “You fools, I’m gonna park a hand on your face!" (as in, slap) [4]:  Romeo: "You always watch movies for pussies, I want to see the horror ones. I need blood, not Beauty and the Beast songs.” Luca: “Actually, we wanted to do a Marvel marathon-” Romeo: “No, please, we shot a porn parody of some of the movies and I can’t watch Thor with the same eyes again.”

so che arrivo in ritardo rispetto all'apparizione di Remus ma shhh, l'importante è pubblicare, ahahah 😂 per questo post dovrete ringraziare sia @misslilidelaney, che ha praticamente la fonte di metà o più delle headcanon che state leggendo, e @watcher-from-the-heights per essere l* mi* beta

oggi appunto introdurrò la versione italiana di Remus quindi buona lettura a tutti! ah, sì, prima di cominciare tw: menzione di marijuana

Romeo Stella

- fratello maggiore di Romolo e Remo, nato il 25/06/1988, più o meno un anno prima dei gemelli.

- fin da piccolo ha dato segni ben evidenti del suo amore per il macabro e il gore nei disegni che portava ai genitori dall'asilo, cosa di cui i suddetti all'inizio si preoccupavano ma che poi col passare del tempo hanno accettato, pur con qualche difficoltà.

- alle superiori ha fatto il liceo artistico e l'ha sicuramente scelto perché voleva sviluppare questo estro creativo verso il disegno questo e perché la roba che girava a scuola era la migliore del circondario i mean what?

- ha cominciato l'Accademia delle Belle Arti a Roma ma a un certo punto ha smesso perché ha trovato lavoro quasi subito in un ambito molto... particolare e ha colto la palla al balzo: praticamente è un cameraman per film osé, per cui ogni tanto partecipa egli stesso alle scene e se all'inizio studiava e lavorava per arrotondare, poi ha mollato gli studi per dedicarsi full time alle riprese.

- una volta che i genitori hanno scoperto il suo lavoro, visto che Romeo continuava a mentire dicendo che stava studiando quando in realtà non era vero, lo hanno letteralmente cacciato di casa e se all'inizio elemosinava ospitalità tra le case dei suoi amici attori e lo studio dove riprendevano di solito i film, poi Remo lo ha invitato a Bologna con la promessa di un appartamento a basso prezzo e proponendogli l'annuncio di un'agenzia di produzione di film "che ti piacciono tanto" che cerca un cameraman e quindi si trasferisce su al Nord.

- per quanto riguarda la personalità, Romeo "Er Mejo Der Colosseo" Stella, come si soprannomina lui stesso, is A Mess™: incoerente come pochi, straparla della sua vita e talvolta del suo lavoro fin troppo, a tal punto da mettere spesso a disagio sia i coinquilini LAMP(A) sia i clienti del Dolce&Remì.

- per quanto riguarda la sua sessualità, l'incoerenza anche qua fa da padrona perché cambia labels continuamente e un esempio delle sue conversazioni in materia è: "sono bi" "sono pan" "no no alla fine sono etero" "si ma quel tizio ha un culo divino" "okay I am gay" "okay but THOSE BOOBS", quindi capite bene che casino che è quest'essere umano.

- vorrebbe essere considerato a tutti i costi un gemello, ma ogni volta la conversazione tra i tre quando si presentano a qualcuno di nuovo va più o meno così: Romeo: "eh, sì, siamo gemelli" Romolo: "ma n'è 'n cazzo vero" Remo: "ma che cazzo stai a di'?"; plus i gemelli non parlano poco o mai di lui perché si vergognano del suo lavoro

- se pensate che i gemelli Stella insieme siano caotici, non avete mai avuto modo di fare esperienza di assistere ai fratelli Stella: Romeo: "A' Burino" Remo: "A' Cazzaro" Romolo: "A' NFAMI VE PARCHEGGIO NA MANO 'N FACCIA"; la prima volta che i coinquilini LAMP(A) hanno assistito alla scena, Virgilio era mezzo inquietato e mezzo turned on e Luca stava consolando un Patrizio piuttosto sconvolto da tutte le parolacce che volavano in giro.

- per questo motivo descritto sopra le maratone di film e di serie tv con tutti sono organizzate in rari, rarissimi casi, perché mentre Romeo vorrebbe solo horror gore/splatter e al massimo massimo documentari sul True Crime, gli altri a parte Giuda sono tipo: "EW NO"

- Romeo: "VE GUARDATE I FILM DA FICHETTINE IO VOJO VEDE GLI HORROR. ME SERVE ER SANGUE NO 'E CANZONI DAA BELLA E LABBESTIA" Luca: "Ma volevamo fare la maratona della Marvel" Romeo: "Notteprego 'amo girato a parodia porno e nun posso più guardà Thor coji stessi occhi"

- è migliore amicissimo con Giuda e hanno legato praticamente subito e se il veneziano non è al Dolce&Remì o con Emilio, è sicuramente a casa a giocare alla Play con Romeo. questo perché ancora un sacco di tempo fa, agli inizi di internet, Virgilio, Romeo e Giuda avevano formato un gruppo su Skype un po' a random per fare amicizia e mentre agli inizi erano tutti e tre molto affiatati, col passare degli anni Romeo e Giuda sono diventati "troppo bad boys" per Virgilio e pian piano, approfittando del trasferimento a Bologna, si è allontanato, mentre Giuda e Romeo semplicemente dopo un po' di sono persi di vista, limitandosi ai soliti auguri di natale/compleanno; Virgilio low key non li regge perché ha l'ansia che lo sputtanino sulle cose che ha detto e fatto nel suo passato, ma anche loro hanno lo stesso timore quindi se ne stanno buoni

- Romeo, Giuda e Tommaso sono fan de "La Mamma di Crystal", una parodia dei Cavalieri dello Zodiaco, e dalla prima volta che hanno scoperto che lo seguono, tutti e tre non hanno una conversazione senza citarne almeno una frase

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Some Thoughts on Dealing With Intrusive.....Thoughts.

Some thoughts I threw together while I was working on a more in-depth analysis for this episode.

Well, Thomas isn't okay today. Looks like Virgil's not the only one with dark circles under his eyes this episode.

Oh my God, Logan's shriek and Virgil and Patton's reaction to it.

I'd be willing to bet Logan's "What are you talk-what are you talk-what are you talking about" was a take that didn’t go according to plan that they kept. Good call, if so. 

I remember that movie. Mostly for the fact that I was fed up even then with the whole "woman has the gall to spend all her time at work and to not start a family" conceit. And for Jon Heder, whose role in this was his first after Napoleon Dynamite.

Yeah, the sound fading out is a really cool effect. It fits with someone who's gotten no sleep, and captures perfectly that feeling where an intrusive thought sort of...blocks out everything else that's going on around you.

The fingers popping out from behind the tv? Genuinely unsettling. Honest to god though, it took me way too long to realize a new Side had arrived. To be fair, my guess was that Thomas’s intrusive thoughts would be visualized as hallucinations throughout the video for us, the viewers. So I figured that's all the manic looking dude behind the tv was.

First thing I did upon realizing we had a new Side was check his color scheme. So yep, looks like the rainbow theory is all but confirmed. And now I'm going to be thinking of the last dude as Orange Julius until he's shows up and gives us his actual name..

Dude's got a bit of a Snidely whiplash Freddie Mercury thing going on.

Everybody give props to rainbow-sides for semi-predicting this Dark Side.

Damn, I was half-right. I figured we'd get a villain song, but with all three of the Others after they'd all been introduced. But it makes sense that if any of them were going to have one alone, it'd be this guy, seeing as he's Roman's creative counterpart.

Seems I was right about the snake going for back up. Also, yeah I could see already how this episode was going to earn that warning at the beginning of it.

"I'm really stupid right now." I have never related to this man more. And damn I felt bad for him this episode. Dealing with intrusive thoughts and almost no sleep? Someone hug him. Character!Joan, climb out of your coffin, get over there and hug him!

Huh. The creative thoughts Thomas rejected. That's interesting. I doubted that you could make a whole character just out of intrusive thoughts, but those two concepts together work pretty well.

The whole initial argument between Thomas and The Duke feels weirdly meta considering what Joan has said about this episode.

Oooh, I've heard of the white bear experiments. Try it at home! Fun for the kids! Also, I think the fact that the subject of repression keeps being broached could be an interesting sign of where the story is going.

The Others are just Patton's problem children. Prove me wrong.

Can't say I agree with Thomas about creativity. By that logic, no one who ever writes, paints, or sings about anything negative is creative. And we sort of need that stuff, as a society. Given Logan lampshades Thomas's black and white thinking, my guess is that's going to be part of his arc going forward.

The Duke's eyes when he says “Demented” are amazing.

"That....is something Joan would do." I'm cackling.

Yeah, this dude's definitley more than a little reminiscent of our Prince...

There might come a point where the crew delves into it and makes it not funny anymore, but for now I find Logan's repeated dismissal of Thomas' s friends and family strangely hilarious for some reason.

You know, I was already getting sleazy agent vibes from Deceit, but that whole Taylor Swift pitch makes me see it in this guy too. Some one write that AU, please.

Thomas's philosophy about creativity is interesting. But just a little sad. Thomas is focused on making things that'll make other people happy. Making himself happy with his work doesn't seem to even occur to him.

Also, pleasant or not, that first metaphor didn't make any sense.

I'm loving all Virgil's little jabs throughout. Yeah, he knew this guy.

Does the Duke share his curse word with Roman? Now I'm picturing them each wishing each other a Merry Bitchmas.

And we have more of the Others jabbing at Virgil. Looks like that's not just a Deceit thing.

Interesting that Patton (and by extension, Thomas) defines "being a good person" as putting others before himself.

I love how absolutely unimpressed Logan is with The Duke throughout.

Oh my God. Does anybody know who those actors are? Because they deserve some commendation for that, the poor bastards.

The Duke's face when he says "large, sharp knife" is amazing.

"Not acting on every thought that he has isn't faking anything." Yes, thank you Logan.

"Ooh, how fun! You know who could help us with that?" "No! One of you is enough!" Oh my God, yes. I like how Thomas is sleep deprived and out of sorts and still manages a "No, this is all we're doing today, shut that shit down right now, Mister. Or I will turn this car around."

Interesting that Patton is so opposed to lying but has ongoing problems with repression.

Aw, Logan looking out for Thomas and getting the others to listen to him.

Thomas's religious influences were the elephant in the room that I wasn't sure they were going to point out. This is a really intriguing path we're going down, here.

The idea of thought "being a precursor" to action gives a fascinating new perspective on Thomas in general and on the events of S v. S in particular.

Is that why Logan started using "figuritively"? His dealings with the Duke?

Him giving his name away so quickly fits with the character’s impulsive nature. But of course he had to use it to dig at Virgil.

I LIVE for Logan's comments physically affecting Remus.

"S@#%!" Someone give this boy a nap.

Yeah, that screaming....that was definitley just like an intrusive thought.

As soon as they were checking if he was gone I knew exactly what was going to happen. Also, I love how Logan speaks like he's got a lot of experience dealing with this guy.

I also really love the boys see-sawing between genuine horror and just plain old exasperation at Remus's antics. Thomas: *sigh* Shut up.

I relate so much to that moving car thing. For me it's jumping off of high places. I never really thought of that as an intrusive thought, though. More like morbid curiosity. But it's popped up for so many years I'm kind of over it.

How great it is that as Logan describes Remus as a screaming child on a airplane the Side gets more immature and desperate for attention.

Good God I love Logan when he gets all quiet and gentle like this. It's always such a nice surprise considering how brusque he normally is.

Yay, personal growth for Patton.

Virgil's whole speech....! It sort of sounds like Joan speaking to their own intrusive thoughts through him. Which makes the whole thing that much more heartfelt.

Yay, Roman's back. And he's learned some things himself.

I think I'll have more to say about Logan in another post. In the meantime...

God that fun house mirror thing....I need to say more about Roman in another post too. Remus's existence has given us some really interesting insights into Roman.

Listening to the music while Virgil was talking I was actually thinking, "Holy shit, is he going to tell him?" And there we go. It's canon now, and god knows what's going to happen now that Thomas knows. In any case, the Others don’t have that to hang over Virgil’s head anymore.

Whelp, those are my thoughts for now. I have a post I’m cooking up dealing with character analysis in particular and episode analysis in general. Check it out!

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The Daily Snitch: Monday, January 28, 2019

Follow the Daily Snitch on LJ, DW, IJ, and on tumblr. Harry Potter – Actors and Movies: • Weekly Round-Up: David Tennant Launches New Podcast, Matthew Lewis Stars in YouTube Series & More! • Weekly Round-Up: David Tennant Launches New Podcast, Matthew Lewis Stars in YouTube Series & More! Fantastic Beasts – Actors and Movies: • Flickering Myth interviews “Crimes of Grindelwald” VFX Supervisor Christian Manz • “Fantastic Beasts” to Begin Airing on USA Next Weekend HP & The Cursed Child – Actors and Stage: • Casting Call: “Cursed Child” on Broadway • Ticket Presale Announced for “Cursed Child” Hamburg Prompt Challenges: • hogwarts365: Prompt 279 - Due on or before 2nd February Communities: • hpwlwbigbang: Writer Info Highlight • hpwlwbigbang: Artist Info Highlight • hp_bunintheoven: Claiming is open at HP_bunintheoven! • hp-iconchallenge: Challenge 1 Winners • hp-iconchallenge: Challenge 2 Voting • hp-iconchallenge: Challenge 3 (Blue) • hp_getlucky: 2019 Fest Banners! Masterlists and Weekly Round-ups: • hogwarts365: PROMPT 278 MASTERLIST Hot Art: sigune drew That Christmas with the Carrows ( Alecto and Amycus Carrow, Filius Flitwick, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Pomona Sprout, Horace Slughorn, a turkey) Summary: In 1997, not a single student spends the holidays at Hogwarts. The Heads of Houses are furious at what their new colleagues have turned their school into. So, at that year's student-less Christmas dinner... Hot Rec: milotzi wrote The Rose that Lives ( Aberforth Dumbledore/Kingsley Shacklebolt, Augusta Longbottom, Hannah Abbott/Neville Longbottom, Filius Flitwick/Pomona Sprout, Irma Pince/OC, Luna Lovegood, Minerva McGonagall/Severus Snape, Poppy Pomfrey - 5.050 words ) Summary: Augusta Longbottom wants to see her grandson properly appreciated. All else follows. lash_larue wrote A Bit of Earth Beneath the Feet ( Minerva and Remus, various others - 8400 words ) Summary: Sometimes a woman does what she feels is right, and neither asks permission nor looks back. hiddenhibernian wrote Though Much Is Taken ( Rolanda Hooch, Augusta Longbottom - 2.500 words ) Summary: Some people can still take you by surprise even when you've been friends with them for almost a hundred years. Rolanda should know. delphipsmith wrote Silent Night (Minerva, Severus - 2100 words) Summary: When Poppy insists that Minerva take a little time on her own in Scotland over Christmas, memories and regrets about a certain colleague threaten to make it anything but a happy holiday. pyttan wrote The Show Must Go On (Pairings present if you squint. And a lot of Filius, Albus and Irma - 4.500 words ) Summary: Some performances, however good they are, tend to annoy rather than impress. shiv5468 wrote Negotiated Settlement (Characters and pairings: Ooh well, that would be telling - 3500 words) Summary: Narcissa realises that her boy is too stupid to be let out in the world without a guiding hand Fandom Recs: • milotzi recced one Severus fic&art. • toblass recced one Severus art. • themightyflynn recced one Lucius/Tom Riddle fic. • themightyflynn recced one Viktor Krum art. Resources: • sshp_prophet: SS/HP Prophet for January 13 - January 26 • hd_prophet: Sunday 27th January 2019 • potterfests: Coming Up in Potterfests! Essay/Meta: • Five Great Married Couples • THIS WEEK IN META 004 • THIS WEEK IN META: Content Poll • Is Sybill Trelawney Really J. K. Rowling? The Case for an Embedded Author • theory: narcissa malfoy is a metamorphmagus • The United States of America: The Land of the Free House-Elf? • THIS WEEK IN META 005 • Ten Times Hogwarts Professors Had Way Too Much Fun at Work • Harry Potter and The Hanged Man: Part 1 Rowling’s Most Loaded Tarot Reference General Fandom News: • Feast Your Eyes on the 20th-Anniversary Editions of “Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban” • “Harry Potter: Hogwarts Mystery” January Updates and More Soon to Come! Nifty: LEGO Wins Award for Hogwarts Castle Searches: • bottom_draco: dark Harry fic Community Spotlight: ♥ ao3harrydraco - Feed for Harry/Draco fics on AO3

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2 gorgeous cuties known as @onekisstotakewithme and @a-mi-zivi tagged me on this, here we go!

1. last drink: my one and only water 2. last phone call: lmao I called my brother from my room to his room cause he had forgotten something in mine...don’t judge me I was tired. 3. last text message: on the phone: whatsapp group chat with my uni friends; tumblr: onekisstotakewithme 4. last song you listened to: Gold by Jeff and Casey Lee Williams 5. last time you cried: some days ago because of this video that @itbloomedforyourlittlegirl posted some time ago. I’ve only seen it twice and I’ve always bawled. she’s awesome. 6. dated someone twice? I haven’t dated anyone 7. kissed someone and regretted it? I haven’t kissed anyone either 8. been cheated on? no 9. lost someone special? my grandpa, my great aunt. lee thompson young. carrie fisher.

10. been depressed? since about 5 months after my 15th birthday 11. gotten drunk and thrown up? dude I’ve only managed to get drunk once (lasted like 10 minutes) and it was because my friends kept filling my glass. no matter how much I drank it didn’t seem to be working so their objective that night was to get me drunk. I didn’t mind cause I wanted to know what it felt like (I had drunk with them other times, same amount, but nothing ever happened). that one time I didn’t throw up. (S, remember when we talked about that?). 

fave colors: 12. green 13: black 14: purple

in the last year have you… 15. made new friends? ya <3 16. fallen out of love? no 17. laughed until you cried? yes 18. found out someone was talking about you? I don’t think so 20. found out who your friends are? I like to think so 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list? lmao I have no facebook

general 22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl? -- 23. do you have any pets? ask my mom 24. do you want to change your name? the only thing I’d change is the accent on my last name (Bagán). I never write it cause I hate it, I like Bagan better. 25. what did you do for your last birthday? uuuhhh yes I think I went to uni and my friends bought me a cake ^.^ 26. what time did you wake up today? 6:15 27. what were you doing at midnight last night? trying to sleep 28. what is something you can’t wait for? right now? for friday to get here already 30. what are you listening to right now? NCIS’ 2x08 Heart break 31. have you ever talked to a person named tom? no 32. something thats getting on your nerves? noises. I’m super picky on that matter 33. most visited website: take a guess lmao 34. hair color: brown 35. long or short hair: I’m totally in love with long hair but, after 2 years of thorough thought, I have decided to cut it short, below my shoulders. I won’t do it for another 2-3 months tho cause my frrndo aka jubril25 has to braid it first. and do awesome stuff with it. I can’t just cut it, she’s been asking to do that forever and I’m so attached to my hair it’s crazy. 36. do you have a crush on someone: maybe 37. what do you like about yourself: my imagination, my ability to stay in bed/do nothing for hours, my NCIS knowledge regarding s1 and s2, my height. 38. want any piercings? not really 39. blood type: A+ 40. nicknames: you can stop reading if you want cause I feel like sharing them all: minikate, twin, peanut, mcgrandma, frrndo, pollito, pato, cuca, cuddle buddy, (cutie?), sensei. 41. relationship status: single

42. zodiac: taurus 43. pronouns: she/her 44. fave tv shows: still not ready to answer that. I’ll let you know when I wanna have a seizure. 45. tattoos: I want a small K (it’s linked to a lot of things that are important to me), and an earthbending sign. I don’t know when I’ll get them. 46. right or left handed: right 47. ever had surgery: no 48. piercings: just the usual here, my ears were pierced when I was a baby. 49. sport: I’ve played basketball since I was 6. I love watching hockey, athletism, swimming, rugby, american football, waterpolo...but I can’t watch a basketball match unless I know the result, I get too nervous. 50. vacation: somewhere cold. if you wanna come with me you better not make me see more than 2 things in one day. I’m a chill traveller. 51. trainers: black Element ones, and ones that are blue/grey and very comfy. and 2 basketball pairs. 1 running pair. 

more general 52. eating: not currently, just finished dinner 53. drinking: water, always. though my cuca doesn’t like it. how, anna, how??

54. watching? NCIS’ 2x08 Heart break

55. waiting for: this friday, next trimester, star wars IX, death 56. want: world peace, sleep, more visible abs and biceps (cause why not?) 57. get married: maybe someday, but first I gotta find my soulmate 58. career: I wanna be a general surgeon

which is better 59. hugs or kisses: hugs, duh 60. lips or eyes: eyes 61. shorter or taller: sorry, but taller. 62. older or younger: I don’t care, as long as he’s mature, geeky, loves me, and I love him 63. nice arms or stomach: stomach, I guess 64. hookup or relationship: relationship. 65. troublemaker or hesitant: definitely not a troublemaker, but not too hesitant cause then we’d never do anything, given that I’m super awkward and socially anxious

have you… 66. kissed a stranger: no 67. drank hard liquor: yes 68. lost glasses: never lost them (I can’t walk around without them/contacts so that wasn’t an option), but I broke 2 pairs 69. turned someone down: technically, yes 70. sex on first date: I’m ace; that’s a no 71. broken someone’s heart: no 72. had your heart broken: no

73. been arrested: no 74. cried when someone died: I was too young when my great aunt died, so no. I cried for my grandpa, carrie fisher and lee thompson young. [[SPOILERS: and kate. and paula cassidy. and pyrrha. and jasper jordan. and lincoln. and when I thought Marcus Kane was dead cause the 100 writers are assholes sometimes. and fred weasley, tonks, and remus. and when orphan black writers decided to dedicate a whole season to beth childs and ended it with her death. and MK. and kendall malone. and S. and lexie grey and mark sloan]] as you can see I get too attached to fictional characters.  75. fallen for a friend: no

do you believe in 76. yourself: no 77. miracles: mmmm more like coincidences (sorry Gibbs, boss) 78. love at first sight: pfff maybe 79. santa claus: no 80. kiss on a first date: if there’s feeling, yes 81. angels: no

other 82. best friends name: omg I hope I don’t forget anyone ayee...cesc, Alex, Judith, Anna, Abi. I love you all, dorks xx 83. eye color: green/brown

84. fave movie: *nervous laughter* 85. fave actor: hmmm...Tatiana Maslany (SHE SHOULD’VE BEEN JYN ERSO. FIGHT ME.). Ewan McGregor. Sasha Alexander. Stana Katic. Daisy Ridley. Jim Parsons. 

I tag: @jubril25 @kates-coming-home @dundermifflin-jam @weissschnee-tm? if you wanna do it

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Profiles in IMDb Greatness: Glenn Fleshler

I love the Internet Movie Database. was that the big boy from Modern Family working the front desk at a hotel in Almost Famous? Sure was. As such I enjoy looking over random performer pages and arbitrarily judging the scope and quality of their careers to determine if they merit entry into my vaguely defined IMDb Hall of Fame. Today’s enshrinee: Glenn Fleshler

Hello old friends, hope everyone is doing well during this pandemic and instead of protesting at state capitol buildings with the shittiest people alive you’re safe at home enjoying wholesome blog content. While riding out quarantine the mind has more time to wander and ponder the deeper mysteries, like what are the moral obligations a government has to keeping its population alive and in the nearly 50 years of HBO has there ever been a more vital figure in its programming than Glenn Fleshler over the past decade?

Much like Gus Frerotte appearing out of nowhere to be every team’s backup quarterback at some point in the last 20 years, Fleshler just strolls from one prestige television set to another covering the gamut from drama to horror to comedy. I considered writing this post months ago when I first realized we were dealing with Mr. HBO here but quarantine boredom was just the propellant needed to get this baby off the ground.

First Listed Role: While fans of the IMDb HOF may remember my affinity for these actors getting their starts in soap operas the true character actor spirit is captured from appearing in network crime dramas so of course Glenn Fleshler opening up with an episode of Homicide: Life on the Street which also featured friend of the HOF Jon Polito! The episode description is simply “The team investigate a woman who appears to be murdering her husbands for the insurance money” so I’ll assume they ripped the whole thing from the plot of Addams Family Values and Fleshler played Uncle Fester.

Newest Role: Of course after calling Fleshler Mr. HBO I’m immediately served up a role on Showtime’s Billions. I didn’t get into that show when it premiered since I don’t trust Showtime original programming anymore and when I tried to start it up a couple weeks ago I made it five minutes before realizing that a show about rich assholes talking about the stock market wasn’t what I was looking for in 2020. I’m sure it’s delightful.

CSI/Law & Order/NCIS Guest Spots: Three episodes of Law & Order and three more of SVU, six different characters. This is legendary stuff. Let’s go in chronological order where I play my favorite game of trying to guess who the character was in each episode.

Don Hamilton, 2/6/02 - A former aide for a state senator has turned up missing and it’s revealed that she was having an affair with the senator and was pregnant. My money’s on Fleshler as the murderous, fertile politician.

Dr. Noah Kamens, 11/1/02 - Yikes, child sex ring episode here. Fingers crossed that Fleshler was just appearing as a child psychologist and not as a predatory pediatrician but as we’ll visit later he can pull off menacingly creepy well.

Rick Kawalchuck, 4/20/05 - A porn star is murdered, safe to assume Fleshler is the corpse and this light-hearted episode is filled with wisecracks about how with his rigor mortis they won’t be able to close the coffin.

Jimmy Curren, 12/3/08 - A man from upstate New York is found dead in Chinatown, a realistic crime based on my knowledge of midupstate New Yorkers and their appreciation of a good Chinese buffet. This crime leads all the way to the governor’s office and since Jimmy doesn’t sound gubernatorial I’ll guess Fleshler is an adviser who kills the victim over the last potsticker.

Corrections Officer Kravitz, 10/7/09 - This game isn’t fun if you do all the work for me, character name.

Phillip Altshuler, 12/6/17 - A true pro still doing these gigs when at this point he’d been in some truly great TV. this episode is about the rape of a social media star so he’s the venture capitalist funding the app and trying to keep the story under wraps.

One of these days I really should watch an episode of Law & Order.

Hall of Fame Ballot Submissions: Just from the HBO division we got Sex and the City (he looks like Charlotte’s type based on the schlubby lawyer she ends up marrying down the stretch), Boardwalk Empire (not the best show but I did love him as George Remus who always referred to himself as “Remus”), True Detective (hope everyone’s working from home in case remembering the “Making flowers” scene gets you understandably horny), The Knick (technically Cinemax but I always thought they were owned by the same crew, if not when a show has a guy taking a shot of cocaine to the dick it gets in here), The Night Of (kind of became a mess at the end and there entirely too much John Turturro foot picking but the pilot was great), Barry (fantastic show, Fleshler should do more comedy) and then he turned up in the best episode of the incredible Watchmen season.

What a run, when Glenn Fleshler passes on down the road I hope this kicks off his funeral.

Miscellaneous Credits: I didn’t think Joker in any way deserved a Best Picture nomination and the conversation around it was embarrassing all around since in the end it was a mostly entertaining Taxi Driver ripoff but hey, Glenn Fleshler can say he was in award nominated motion picture.

Highest Rated IMDb Entry: Kinda surprised that the True Detective finale landed here since I remember there being disappointment with it even though I thought it and that whole season were fantastic (his relative/ladyfriend Ann Dowd would be a good one to cover in the next post so keep that in mind for the next pandemic) but here it is at a robust 9.6. Fleshler is the right kind of unnerving after a season of buildup to who the killer was. I can see how a fella like that would catch on in multiple Law & Orders universes even if he’s appeared enough times for people to question why everyone in New York City looks like Glenn Fleshler.

Lowest Rated IMDb Entry: A 2016 film called The Rendezvous where Fleshler’s the only name I recognize on the cast list. Let’s learn about this movie together, shall we.

Oof, I was rooting for armageddon to come take me less than a minute in to that. My only intrigue in diving in further is to see if the “we work for a higher power” sticks with that Steel Magnolias accent all throughout the movie. And the quips, my god the quips. The “you think?” line is what happens when Marvel movies are oversold for their witty banter, everyone wants a taste of jokes they don’t have to work on.

IMDb Fun Fact: The only three I had to choose from

Off-Broadway, he has appeared in such plays as Measure for Measure and Pericles, Prince of Tyre.

Fleshler studied acting at New York University's Tisch School of the Performing Arts, from which he has an MFA.

Fleshler's Broadway credits include Death of a Salesman, Guys and Dolls, Arcadia and The Merchant of Venice.

Neat.

IMDb HOF Members: Looking for a Mother’s Day gift for the special ladies in your life? Just send her this list of links and they’ll wish quarantine would never end so long as there are more to read!

Bob Balaban

Jim Beaver

Clancy Brown

W. Earl Brown

Reg E. Cathey

Gary Cole

Keith David

Cary Elwes

Noah Emmerich

Glenn Fleshler

Jami Gertz

John Hawkes

John Michael Higgins

Toby Huss

Allison Janney

John Carroll Lynch

Margo Martindale

David Morse

Joe Morton

Robert Patrick

Bill Paxton

Jon Polito

Alan Rickman

Stephen Root

Matt Ross

Alan Ruck

Peter Stormare

Daniel von Bargen

Next Time: If the pandemic is still ongoing, the monkey from Outbreak. If not, the monkey from Outbreak.

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The Daily Snitch – Friday, March 16, 2018

Joanne K. Rowling – Life and Books: • J.K. Rowling: Bloomsbury to release 'Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone' Illustrated Editions in paperback.

Harry Potter – Actors and Movies: • Alfred Enoch (Dean Thomas) talks 'Harry Potter' and 'How to Get Away With Murder'.

Fantastic Beasts – Actors and Movies: • New 'Crimes of Grindelwald' trailer raises questions of beastly proportions. • Shot by shot break-down of the new trailer.

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child: • 'Cursed Child' London Gets New Cast and New Tickets.

Prompt Challenges: • hogwarts365 posted Prompt # 235 (due before March 24): We read to know we are not alone. – Willliam Nicholson, Shadowlands, Discredit and Reverence. • @introvert-club posted Wolfstar Prompt # 33: Nightmares and Daydreams • slythindor100 posted the prompt for March: luck, lucky

Communities: • rarepair_shorts made a Mod Post: Flaming and Rules Update. • @hdsbeltane posted a reminder that participants' first check-in is coming up on March 25. • @dracotops-harry posted a Call for Betas for the upcoming fest. • @hd-remix posted that first check-in emails for H/D Remix 2018 have been sent. • one_bad_man posted Sign-ups for next week's reccing of Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy creations. (Wednesday still open at the time of posting.)

Fandom Recs: • kikimay recced a Harry Potter/Ron Weasley fic (PG-13). • @elizabethminkel recced a Remus Lupin/Sirius Black fic (G) in The Rec Center, # 115.

Archive News: • OTW: Transformative Works and culture vol. 26 released. (focus on Social TV Fandom and the Media Industries)

Essay/Meta: • Quantum Harry, the Podcast, Episode 13: Deus Ex Machina.

General Fandom News: • Bella wrote Five Reasons Why 'Love Simon' Can Fill Your Representational Void: about the movie adaptation of Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli (MuggleNet)

Simon is a normal kid. Well, as normal as any "Harry Potter" fan can be. Simon is a Hufflepuff, and he's a huge fan of the "Harry Potter" series. In the book, Simon dresses up as a Dementor for Halloween, playfully disowns his sister for not understanding his references, and reads a lot of Drarry fan fiction. Simon is literally one of us.

• Aimee Krenz and Savannah LaFlamme wrote Emerald City Comic Con Part 2: Dashing Doctors and Funko Freakouts. (MuggleNet)

Community Spotlight: ♥ hp_goldenage – Home of the Salt and Pepper Fest A community celebrating Harry Potter characters above the age of 50. Any characters/pairings that satisfy the age requirement are permitted. Whether they appeared 50+ in canon or not, as long as they meet the age requirements in your fanworks, they are welcome at hp_goldenage! The Salt and Pepper Fest is currently posting.

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