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10 for Carewyn and Jacob? [ellie-e-marcovitz 😊]

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)

[Carewyn can't stop herself from grinning, but she tries to cover it up with a poised hand.]

Carewyn: "Erik isn't going to be happy that I brought this up...but when he first arranged for him, Roxanni @mira-shard and me to go out for a dinner to get better acquainted, Erik was so uptight and determined to make sure everything was perfect for our dinner that he'd completely lost sight of the fact that the day he'd chosen was St. Patrick's Day. And considering he'd chosen the location in part for their fine wine selections...as one can expect, a good chunk of the patrons around us were rather drunk by the time we arrived that evening."

[Carewyn bowed her head in an attempt to obscure her large grin as she shook her head.]

Carewyn: "We ended up right by a table of elderly Irish men who were part of a polka band, who proceeded to loudly sing and play love songs to celebrate the 'young feek and his sweet little bird.' Erik was keeping his eyes averted and trying hard to ignore them -- "

While flushing to the shade of a ripe tomato.

" -- but everyone else in the restaurant thought it was quite cute. Roxy thought it was actually quite sweet and laughed it off, and even though I kept it together at the time since I knew Erik was rather thrown off by it, I couldn't keep myself from laughing afterwards."

Jacob: "(laughs) Oh, definitely when this dumb blood purist broad tried to fire me from a school I don't even work at.

"Okay, so here's the skinny. I was abroad, visiting the Salem Witches' Institute, right? I'd come to visit after the Headmistress asked me to give a lecture to their 'senior' class -- basically, their version of NEWT students -- about my methods of developing magical creature anti-venoms. And I decided -- after some discussion with that very Headmistress -- that the class would benefit from some 'in-the-field' learning -- so I took the girls to the local zoo so we could visit the reptile house and discuss the ways that Muggle doctors treat those non-magical reptiles' venoms. While there, we had to use Muggle dollars and cents to buy food and souvenirs -- I helped with that part, so everyone could buy at least one small treat -- overall, it was a brilliant day! The girls were all super jazzed. At least until she popped up -- Mrs. Buzzkill. She was the mum of one of the girls, this one really shy little thing, and I gotta say, I can see why the girl barely talked, if she lives with an obnoxious chatterbox like that woman. But yeah, that broad thought it was outrageous that I'd bring her daughter to such an unsafe, low-brow place, where Muggle boys could 'have their way with such impressionable young girls.' She wouldn't listen to a single word anyone said -- all she could do was point her manicured claw at me and scream at the Headmistress how I was unfit to teach children and she should fire me straightaway and how she was going to sue me for everything I owned and make sure I ended up out on the streets."

[Jacob bursts out laughing just remembering the encounter.]

Jacob: "When I finally got a word in, I told the lady that I'm a traveling wizard who's already quite comfortable on the streets, so maybe she should find another method of attack. Preferably not on the Dueling Field, because I don't want to embarrass her further.''

[Jacob laughs harder.]

Jacob: "Old banshee nearly turned purple, hearing that. Poor Headmistress had to threaten to stun her, just to get her to back down and take a chill pill."

Soft Asks!

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#4 and #6 of affectionate things between Carion, please?

4) holding hands!! (Carion)

The very first time Orion ever held Carewyn's hand was after the dramatic Quidditch Cup Final between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Carewyn had initiated it to offer comfort -- it was a platonic gesture, and nothing more. And yet, at the time, it had filled Orion with strange emotions, both because he was so unused to physical affection and because he'd just seen with his own eyes that Carewyn shared his Patronus. When he returned the gesture and tried to hold her hand, she fortunately didn't pull away -- and Orion found himself holding her hand for almost fifteen whole minutes afterward.

Whatever their Patronus forms might hint, he didn't think he could say definitely that he loved Carewyn. But he did really...really like holding her hand.

It made it so that when they met up again after the War, Orion felt more comfortable with taking Carewyn's hand or shoulder, even just platonically. She'd already broached that sea with him, so it was likely she wouldn't mind it too much, Orion reasoned. Even if by that time, he already knew he'd fallen in love, he could keep things platonic between them. He wouldn't pressure her to see things as he did.

And romantic or not...he did really like holding her hand. He liked feeling like he could comfort her -- help her find balance...when it felt like all she ever did was care about others and neglect herself.

When Orion and Carewyn finally did make their feelings known to each other in December, other methods of expressing affection were broached. Carewyn held Orion's wrist for the first time. She touched his face for the first time. She kissed him...and he, his heart racing, kissed her back. And each one of those things were things Orion enjoyed just as much as holding her hand did. He liked the connection it forged between them -- the open, warm, dedicated bond that now connected them, body and soul. It prompted him to experiment more -- trailing a hand through her hair; resting his head on her shoulder; kissing her on the cheek, forehead, nose, and neck.

And yet out of all of them, the gesture Orion still enjoyed most was holding her hand. With it being romantic, he could hold it differently than before -- run his thumb along the base of hers; enlace their fingers...even hold her hand in both of his, placing kisses to the back of it. Anything to bring that soft, relieved smile back to her face when tension had creased her brow.

Orion wanted to give Carewyn peace. More than anything in the world, he wanted this person who seemed to always have to play the hero, ready to fight for others, to be able to lay down her armor, take that breath she seemed to always be holding, and just be. To be happy -- be content...be herself, at his side, smiling and free. For nothing more was truly needed, in Orion's eyes.

And a simple handhold could communicate all of that, and more.

"You've been holding my hand for a long while now."

"You've been holding a heavy weight for far longer. ...I realize you must shoulder the burden of duty when you are at work...but please, do not strain yourself, trying to play Atlas. The whole world is not yours alone to fix...and you needn't carry the weight of it by yourself."

"...Orion..."

"Yes, my Abraxan?"

"...Thank you."

(6 under the cut!)

6) when they're so patient and understanding with you (Carion)

referencing Roxanni Kim @mira-shard 💙

Orion had always been a free spirit. It was one of the things that had made it difficult for him to make friends as a young child, and even at school, it made it so that the vast majority of the student population just didn't get him. Once he'd become Slytherin Quidditch Captain, people just kind of saw the mystery of him as part of why he was so cool, and that attitude persisted once he was an adult and become the toned Star Chaser of the Montrose Magpies...but that still didn't mean he wasn't a bit eccentric, nor that it was always easy to figure out what he was saying.

One of the few people who became very fluent in "Orionisms," however, was Carewyn. She was probably the one who clued into his way of thinking the fastest of anyone else he'd ever met, in part thanks to her Legilimency potential, but also due to her intense empathy and their oddly similar thought processes, despite the differences in their personalities.

Perhaps it was for this reason that whenever Orion would get too stuck in his own head when trying to express himself, Carewyn would almost always be the one to translate.

"Orion thinks if you like Roxy that much, you should tell her how you feel," Carewyn told her ward patiently.

Erik didn't just roll his eyes: he practically threw them up toward the ceiling, with how impatient and flabbergasted his face looked as he whirled on Orion.

"For fuck's sake -- " he muttered irritably, slapping his hand over his forehead and eyes, before he blared out, " -- how in the bloody hell does that relate to an ashwinder?!"

"My metaphor may or may not have gotten away from me," Orion said serenely. "But it seems to have eluded you completely. Thank you, my Abraxan -- you are a most wonderful compass, on this sea of self-discovery."

Carewyn leaned in to brush his uneven hair out of his face so she could kiss his jawline. "Glad I could help, Captain."

Affectionate Prompts!

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Lineage Challenge Day 2: Family Tree

hosted by @kathrynalicemc​

YES! A newly updated family tree of the Cromwell Clan and their relations, including Charles’ parents and older brothers and Carewyn’s son ward Erik Apollo’s wife Roxy (owned and played by @mira-shard​)! The red boxes represent those Cromwell blood relations who would’ve been, er... “blasted off the family tree,” so to speak.

For more information on the main players in this family tree, toward the center, you can consult the first post I did...but here’s some new info based on the people and details I’ve added!

Isabelle was a very clever and talented, but incredibly immature and self-absorbed little thing who resented being affianced to marry a (in her opinion) boring man over ten years older than her, and so she had a series of affairs while married to Angus. Angus Cromwell tried very hard to tamp down his wife’s “scarlet woman” reputation, but that proved difficult when his youngest son Charles was born, looking very little like him. Many hypothesized Charles was actually descended from the Carrow or Black families, but neither family would’ve given any credence to that, given that the Cromwells wouldn’t be considered “pureblood” enough for most of their members’ liking. One thing standing in the way of this, though, which Isabelle always pointed to when pressed, was that Charles had inherited the almond-shaped blue eyes associated with the very oldest members of the Cromwell line: something even his own father didn’t have. But who knows, human Transfiguration is a thing, some people would whisper -- perhaps Isabelle craftily Transfigured her baby’s eyes with magic, to cover her tracks. Regardless of the validity of that rumor, it is unusual that every single direct blood descendant of Charles Cromwell has inherited those exact same eyes. 

Against all odds, Charles beat his father and both of his older brothers in being chosen by his grandfather as the next head of the Cromwell Clan. He did this by A) reaching a higher position at the Ministry than his father ever did; B) exposing his eldest brother Henry’s clandestine affair and child with a Muggle; and C) either being actively involved with or just unable to prevent a serious accident that left his other brother Francis paralyzed from the neck down and in a lot of pain for the remainder of his short life. Henry committed suicide not long after being disowned by his family and thoroughly disgraced in “polite society.” Francis lingered in St. Mungo’s alone for the last five years of his life, only receiving infrequent visits from his parents -- his most constant companion was one of the chief Healers of the ward, who was heartbroken that there wasn’t more she could do to help him. 

Roxanni “Roxy” Kim is the eldest daughter of Carewyn’s old friend Jae Kim and his wife Marina Willows-Kim. She and Erik met while working at Hogwarts as a school psychologist and Defense Against the Dark Arts TA, respectively. They end up having several children together.

When Charles rightfully dies in Azkaban after the defeat of R, Blaise officially takes his place as head of the Cromwell Clan. He continuously tries to pressure Carewyn, Jacob, and Lane back into the fold, with no success. As if the already established bad blood between him and that side of his family isn’t enough, Blaise absolutely loathes Carewyn’s legal partner Orion, his “bastard” daughter Eos, and Carewyn’s Muggle-born ward Erik. Blaise is of the stupid-ass opinion that his niece Carewyn deserves a “real” husband, one who could give her a “real” family. 😒 (Really, though, Blaise would undoubtedly hate any significant other Jacob would choose after Duncan’s premature death, too.) 

Marek and his son Elmer Yaxley are both drafted into serving the Death Eaters, during the Second Wizarding War. Marek was much more willing, considering his twin brother was already a Death Eater, but poor Elmer -- who was only 21 years old and a follower-type personality like his mother Claire -- only agreed out of fear for his and his family’s safety. Blaise actually went out of his way to try to bully Carewyn into defending her cousin and uncle before the Wizengamot, which failed miserably -- but Carewyn did still decide to offer some legal counsel to Elmer’s attorneys, considering he clearly was put under duress. Carewyn’s assistance helped Elmer avoid any further prison time, though he did have to give back to society for the next ten years in the form of community service. 

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Awww!! Our precious babies Charlie/Ana!! 🥰 

Here are a couple of other wonderful MC ships I’m part of! 💗

Monty/Jackson (Jackmon) @cursebreakerfarrier​​

Ru/Estrid (Rustrid) @thatravenpuffwitch​​

Erik/Roxy (Eroxy) @mira-shard​​

Reincarnated!Grim/Bat (Batticus) @cursebreakerfarrier​​

Farid/Reva (Fareva) @lifeofkaze​ 

Barnago | Daspen | Menix

My lil babies made here. Thanks, @drinkyoursoupbitch for the rec ;)

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3 for erik/roxy and 5 & 31 for bat/grim? (sorry i couldn't choose😂💖)

Original Eroxy art by @mira-shard, just cropped and color-modified a bit by me...and also tagging @cursebreakerfarrier because Batticus! 💙

3. A Tired Kiss // Eroxy

It had been a very, very late night at the Auror office. So late, in fact, that Erik didn't make it home to his new wife until almost four in the morning. And once he did, he ended up on the couch, his half-awake brain deciding it was better to stay out in the living room and simply wait up for Roxy, rather than wake her up by to trying and failing to sneak into bed.

But you know what they say about best-laid plans. Erik didn't even realize he'd dozed off on the couch until he sleepily blinked open his eyes a few hours later, to find Roxy resting on the couch beside him.

"Mm...Roxy...?"

Her dark eyes were half-lidded and sleepy, around their softness.

"Shh," she whispered. "It's okay..."

Roxy curled up beside him. Her pregnant tummy rested beside his stomach -- a sensation that always made Erik's heart flutter despite himself. She was getting so big -- his child growing inside of her, their child...was getting so big...

'They'll be here soon,' the thought returned to his mind for the third time that week. 'I have to get up...'

He moaned lowly and sleepily made as if to rise from the couch. "...Mmm'I've got work soon..."

"Not until noon," said Roxy calmly. Erik wrote his schedule down meticulously on the calendar in his home office, so she always knew when to expect him home.

"I've got to be up in five hours..."

"Then sleep until then. You can always Floo into the office...I can pack you a proper breakfast for you to eat, when you get there..."

Roxy's eyes softened somewhat.

"...You're running yourself ragged, Erik," she said quietly. "You need to rest."

"No rest for the wicked," Erik mumbled sleepily.

"Then it's a good thing you're the farthest thing from that," Roxy shot back patiently. "Now get some sleep."

Erik wanted to protest the matter, but his brain was just not awake enough to make any further snappy remarks. All he could summon up was,

"Can't sleep...I've got...stuff to take care of..."

"You can take care of all of it after you've gotten some sleep," Roxy said very firmly.

She slid the elastic band out of his long ponytail, smoothing the freed blond curls out around his face.

"You can take care of both of us after you've taken care of yourself," she whispered a bit more affectionately beside Erik's cheek, before giving it a soft peck.

Erik exhaled quietly, and Roxy knew at last that he had given in. He tilted his head enough to messily capture Roxy's lips with his, his tongue sleepily wandering between both of their mouths before he broke the kiss. He mumbled something indiscernible, before he drifted off, collapsing back onto the couch and falling still.

Roxy smiled down at her sleeping husband, her lips both twinged with fondness and slight sadness, before placing another gentle kiss to his jawline, resting her head over his heart, and closing her eyes.

"Love you too."

5. A Reunion Kiss // Batticus (Reincarnation AU)

At the end of their sixth year, it all came together for Atticus. Reading the Daily Prophet’s old editorials of Professor Atticus Grimsley -- of himself, in his previous life, chronicling the life of the vampire so many had called “Bat Varney” -- had suddenly made everything come together and make sense. 

His visions hadn’t been of the future -- they’d been of the past. Barty hadn’t been having dire predictions of Bat dying horribly and him being powerless to stop it -- he’d been remembering when Bat and he had died two hundred years ago.   Ceci hadn’t been terrified of Barty becoming a vampire -- she’d felt remorse and fear, remembering when Bat had become one, with his soul trapped in Barty’s corpse. Bat’s intense irrational fear and nausea about blood -- his horrible, sleep-destroying nightmares that featured war, death, and destruction -- Atticus’s own strong feelings about Barty’s face looking “wrong” and Bat’s of Atticus not smiling enough --

It fit. It all fit!

Feeling a kind of exhilaration he’d never known before, Atticus rushed out to Hogsmeade. There was a statue of Bat Varney somewhere there, wasn’t there? That’s what Dumbledore had said...

And sure enough, that was where he found Bat. Not just the statue -- but Robert Bellamy, as well. For at the same moment Atticus had been reading all those books and researching on his own, Robert had followed Atticus’s lead in another direction, which brought him to the Flumes, the family who now owned Honeydukes Sweetshop, and -- in turn -- led him right to the plaque and statue the Honeydukes family had helped fundraise so long ago. 

When Atticus caught sight of Robert standing before the statue of his past life, he for a moment found himself unable to breathe.

It was him. It was him. 

Robert was so much smaller than when he was the vampire Bat Varney. But of course he was, Atticus thought, of course he was -- Barty was always taller than him...in both of their lives, he was always taller...

And yet his posture was just the same. The modest, yet confident straightness of his shoulders -- the agility of his step even when he stumbled trying to move closer to the statue...the way his hand lingered in mid-air, unable to touch the statue itself...

He was here. 

Atticus wasn’t sure why this thought affected him so much. Yes, perhaps he hadn’t been expecting to find Robert in Hogsmeade after all this -- hadn’t expected to see him immediately after everything coming together, but...it did. His heart was swelling up in his chest to a size he couldn’t contain. 

“Bat!”

Atticus’s voice came out oddly strained for a reason he could hardly put into words. The sound made Robert stiffen, his shoulders almost slacking at his sides. Then, as if in slow motion, he turned. His handsome face was very pale and stained with tear tracks, but it didn’t matter. His wide black eyes held the same sharp gleam they always did -- the same bright, resilient flame they’d always had, since the moment they’d first met...

And then through those tears, he smiled. 

“Grim,” Bat murmured. 

And all at once, Atticus felt the emotions of two lifetimes come crashing down on top of him. The sight of Bat was too much for him to take. 

He was here. He was here -- he was alive -- !

Atticus’s own eyes flooded with tears. He choked, cupping his hand over his mouth and bowing his head as he struggled in vain to compose himself. 

“Bat -- ”

Robert’s smile faded at once, his expression instead being overtaken by concern. 

“Grim...”

When he stepped forward as if wanting to comfort him, though, he found himself faltering. ...As if he were once again that vampire who had to constantly fear getting too close to the ones he let into his heart...

But he wasn’t that vampire. He was alive. Really alive, fully alive -- he was here, and real, and human, and --

The nightmare he’d had most recently of the red-eyed man who so resembled Barty with a stake through his chest and his head ripped off panged through Atticus’s mind and heart again, making him choke in strangled grief. 

Because that red-eyed man, Atticus now knew, was Robert. The boy he’d grown to care for so much, the first real friend he’d ever made in his life...being killed horribly, torn away from him, by one of the most dangerous Dark wizards in history. 

But he wasn’t dead. He was here. He was alive.

The word “alive” had never felt more relevant to Atticus than it did in that moment. It just kept echoing in his head, louder and louder, even as he crumpled in on himself with sobs.

Alive. He was alive. 

He hadn’t even realized how slowly Robert had approached him, how tentatively he was reaching out to him, until Atticus blinked up through his tears and saw him suddenly standing there.

“Grim -- ” Robert started, his confident voice sounding oddly shaky.

But Atticus didn’t even give him a chance to fully respond. In an instant, he’d thrown his arms out and latched onto his friend, hugging him with all of his strength.

“Bat! Bat -- Bat...”

It was all he could say, at first. All he wanted to say, after what felt like years of not saying it. And it must’ve been, Atticus thought to himself -- he must’ve had no reason to say it, after Bat had died...and yet now, he did -- he had the best reason in the world to say it...because Bat was here. Really here!

And then, as if to make the moment better still, Robert grabbed Atticus. He clung to him, bringing a strong, shaking hand up on the back of Atticus’s head and almost cradling it. He was crying too -- Atticus could hear it in his voice as it ghosted his ear.

“Grim...”

Robert held Atticus in a grip that was somehow unbreakable as iron and as gentle as a lover’s, simultaneously. It was so true to him -- being strong enough that he could’ve likely destroyed anything, and yet only ever using that strength to be useful to others...being a fortress to protect, or beams to support, rather than a weapon or a monster. And right now, he supported Atticus, easily keeping the smaller man on his feet even as he felt like his legs might give way. 

Bat was here -- he was here -- they were here. They were together again, and alive, and happy, and...and human. Bat was human. They could touch without Bat’s blood lust acting up. Bat could use magic. Bat could become a professor, like Atticus had in his past life -- they could both be professors someday...

Atticus’s heart was aching in the best possible way. Before he could stop himself or even question what he was doing, he brought his lips up to the side of Robert’s temple in a quick, emotional kiss. 

“I...I know now, Bat -- I know what our visions mean. I know who I am, who you are -- what happened to us -- they weren’t predictions at all, Bat, it was our pasts -- when I was Atticus Grimsley -- when you were Bat Varney, and Robert Harker, and -- ”

“I know.”

Robert’s voice was just as choked as Atticus’s was. 

“...I...remember, Grim. ...I remember...”

He buried his face into the crook of Atticus’s neck, his strong hands clutching at Atticus’s head and back.

“I’m sorry,” Robert murmured. “I’m so sorry...”

“Sorry?” choked Atticus, unable to hold back a laugh. “Bat, you came back. We came back, we’re here, we’re...”

Laughing a bit harder through his tears, he brought a hand up through Robert’s curls, as if thinking to comfort him.

“...We’re happy, Bat. I’m happy. Because you’re here.”

There was a pause. Atticus felt Robert steady his grip around him, placing his lips right beside Atticus’s neck. 

“S’all I wanted, Grim,” he whispered against Atticus’s sensitive skin. 

Atticus’s face was flushing, but he barely noticed. 

“What was?” he asked gently.

Robert’s lips beside his neck spread into a smile.

“This.”

Atticus felt fresh tears spill down his cheeks as he closed his eyes. 

“...Me too, Bat. ...Me too.”

The world had been becoming steadily darker this last year, and yet now, right now, it was brighter than it had ever been. These lives they were living, with all the meddlesome little obstacles they’d had to contend with -- Robert not being able to afford new robes or a new broom, Atticus’s father not approving of his friends -- suddenly seemed like Heaven. 

31. Catching the other before they fall // Batticus (HPHL timeline)

Bat had been more than prepared to protect the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, when they chased down the vampire who’d been using his name to cause havoc outside Hogsmeade village. He’d been a soldier once, so he was more than used to protecting his comrades. It was merely that it had been a very long time since he’d had any “comrades.” And so when Bat managed to fight off the vampire by putting him in a headlock and wrenching him away from Atticus, only to get thrown off the roof of the building Bat and Atticus had chased the vampire up onto when he tried to flee, Bat was very startled when a hand appeared out of nowhere to grab onto his before he could fall to the ground.

Bat looked up, completely taken aback, at Atticus. His face and expression were full of concern and urgency.

“Hold on!” said Atticus. “I’ve got you!”

Atticus’s pulse through his skin was making Bat’s heart and lungs slam hungrily at the inside of his chest. 

“L-let go!” Bat said in an unusually urgent voice. “I’m fine! Just -- he’s getting away -- ”

“Not if I can help it,” Atticus said firmly. 

The professor could see Bat’s visible discomfort as his eyes flooded with red. Very quickly, he pulled Bat back up onto the roof and let go, taking several steps back so as to give his counterpart space. 

“Drink as much as you need -- I’ll cut him off -- ”

“Stop!” Bat said before he could stop himself -- and, as it turned out, before he could stop Atticus either, since the professor immediately charged after the other vampire called Varney.

His heart was beating so hard, it hurt -- damn it, he needed blood -- but he also needed to calm down -- he wasn’t used to caring about people as individuals like this -- feeling scared for their individual safety, like this -- 

Scolding himself internally for not having better control of his emotions as well as his blood urges, Bat took several huge swigs of blood, wiping his mouth before charging back out into the fray, even as his eyes still shone completely, monstrously red. 

Affectionate Moments Prompt!

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May i have 9 & 20 for all your ships? I just cant choose i love them too much (insert heart eyes)

Oh gosh! All of my ships! *deep breath* Okay -- let's go!

9. Have they made each other cry?

Carewyn/Orion ~ Carewyn couldn't keep the tears out of her eyes when she found out that Orion has the same Patronus as her. She'd been so conflicted about her growing feelings, so seeing that their souls were truly that alike was so powerful of a thought that she never had trouble conjuring a Patronus again.

Jacob/Ashe ~ Jacob was inconsolable both when he found out Ashe had died and when Ashe passed on to the next life post-Vaults. His tears on both occasions could've filled an ocean.

Erik/Roxy @mira-shard ~ I could see Roxy getting kind of teary when awkward turtle Erik proposes marriage. Particularly since he'd lean into his inner-Mr. Darcy and give a rather sincere speech confirming the extent of his feelings, even if Erik by nature is much more mind over heart.

Ana/Charlie @drinkyoursoupbitch ~ Sadly, both of these two did make each other cry, and it wasn't just out of joy. Before they got together, there was a very bad misunderstanding between them (classic third-act-misunderstanding, if one looks at the "chick flick" formula these two write out with their romance, LOL), where Ana was controlled by the Imperius Curse by some blood supremacists and Charlie was left wondering if she'd really do those things or not. The true root of the miscommunication, though, had to do with Ana resisting Charlie's friendship for so long only to abruptly stop writing to him out of the blue -- which in truth was because Ana had developed romantic feelings for Charlie and had trouble watching him talk about other girls. Once the two talked everything out, though, and Ana for once was the one chasing after Charlie rather than the other way around, their tears were a lot happier.

Jackson/Monty @cursebreakerfarrier ~ No, unless you count the times Jackson gets watery-eyed whenever Monty does anything particularly sweet.

Bat/Grim @cursebreakerfarrier ~ Grim has never made Bat cry, no -- though there was one significant time that he cried because he was so overwhelmed by the knowledge that he could embrace Grim with no repercussions. I also see both of them crying in the Reincarnation AU when they finally put together their real connection. Sadly I do see two ccasion where Bat made Grim cry -- the first, in their first lives, when he was murdered in Hogsmeade; the second, in their second lives, at the start of their sixth year. Grim's father discovers a letter for his son from Bat, sees that it's a name he doesn't recognize and deduces he's a Muggle-born, and orders Grim to write a letter back telling Bat to not contact him again. Grim reluctantly agrees, but thinks he can explain to Bat later that they can just talk at school, but that his father just can't know they're friends. Bat, however, doesn't take it well. When they return to school, Bat completely detaches from Grim and treats him as coldly as a stranger -- when Grim tries to figure out why, Bat actually shows a bit of cold temper, saying that he may have had no friends growing up, but even he knows his own worth enough to know that he deserves better than a friend who won't stand by him the way he always has his friends. Grim's made it clear what's important to him, he says coldly -- his father's approval means the most to him, and if Bat is such a burden that their friendship will get in the way of winning that approval, then he'll just stop being his friend. Grim was utterly heartbroken when Bat left him alone in the commonroom at the end of that conversation and he couldn't hold back the tears streaming down his face.

Ru/Estrid @thatravenpuffwitch ~ Estrid cried pretty hard when Ru died. Ru cried pretty hard themselves when they were recording their final message to Estrid, Galen, and Siobhan @kc-and-co, thinking of how their friends would be without them.

Farid/Reva @lifeofkaze ~ Both of them got pretty emotional when they came clean to each other about their feelings -- Reva got choked up (and kind of aggravated) when Farid admitted he felt romantic feelings for her after how long she’d stayed quiet about it, convinced he didn’t feel the same way, while Farid got choked up when Reva said that yes, she could see them getting married someday (which communicated to him just how deep her feelings were and made him feel SUCH relief because his were that deep too!!). I also see Farid crying pretty hard when Reva gave birth to their first child, out of joy, of course. He just couldn’t believe he was really a daddy!! 😭

Ed/Regulus ~ Sadly, yes. Regulus cried inconsolably when Ed broke things off between them. Ed, who normally never cries, was just as inconsolable when he found out Regulus had died.

20. What is a promise they have made to each other?

Carewyn/Orion ~ Carewyn's to Orion is on the ring she gave him, when they had their legal partnership ceremony -- "I will always fight for us." (Orion’s wasn’t a promise, but an affirming statement about his partner, namely the magical creatures he associated with her over the years they knew each other: “Snidget, Firecrab, Phoenix, Abraxan.”)

Jacob/Ashe ~ Ashe has promised to look after Carewyn in the past, for Jacob.

Erik/Roxy ~ Erik has promised to protect Roxy on more than one occasion.

Ana/Charlie ~ Both of them promised to have better communication, after they patched things up after their misunderstanding and got together as a couple.

Jackson/Monty ~ I see Jackson and Monty each writing their own custom wedding vows (both written in French! Jacko needed a bit of help to manage that, but it made Monty so friggin’ proud), and one promise they both made to each other was “Je promets de t'aimer pour toujours” -- “I promise to love you forever.”

Bat/Grim ~ In their second lives set in the Golden Era, Grim promised Bat as the Second Wizarding War was getting worse that he wouldn’t leave Bat’s side, no matter how dangerous things got. 💙

Ru/Estrid ~ When Estrid lost her grandfather, she in the height of grief was convinced that Ru would leave, if she set them free. When she removed their “bridle,” though, thoroughly convinced that they’d hightail it away, Ru stubbornly stayed and promised that they would not leave her, bridle or no. 

Farid/Reva ~ The promises these two made to each other largely came down to trying to be flexible and accommodating for the other’s sake -- Reva wanting to respect Farid’s Muslim beliefs and Farid wanting to respect Reva’s Quidditch career and more progressive views. 

Ed/Regulus ~ The last time they saw each other, Regulus swore to Ed that he’d love no one else as long as he lived. As much as Ed said that he was certain he’d never love anyone the way he did Regulus, however, he also said he could see no way that they could ever be together. 

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[mira-shard]

I simply had to draw Roxanni Kim dressed as Roxanne Wolf. I simply had to

[carewyncromwell]

Carewyn Cromwell ~ The Cromwell family tradition, when Jacob was around, was for Carewyn, Jacob, and Lane to bake chocolate chip cookies, go Christmas caroling with some Muggles from the church down the road from their house, and have a Christmas dinner complete with a chocolate Yule Log on Christmas day. The two years that Carewyn’s at Hogwarts when Lane couldn’t be home for the holidays, Carewyn spent her holiday at the Weasleys’ and at Hogwarts, singing a lot of Christmas carols and baking chocolate chip cookies in both locations. As an adult, Carewyn and Jacob still always go visit their mother’s little cottage every Christmas day, often accompanied by Carewyn’s adopted “son” Erik Apollo and her partner Orion Amari and his daughter Eos.

Erik Apollo ~ He isn’t as passionate about Christmas as his guardian Carewyn is, preferring to work all the way until Christmas Eve, but his “better half” Roxanni “Roxy” Kim @mira-shard​ is sometimes able to get him to loosen up and have a bit more fun ahead of time by taking him Christmas shopping with her. Erik then spends the holidays both with Carewyn’s family and the Kim family -- there is nearly always a “Christmas Chess Battle” between Erik and Roxy’s brother Junsu.

Anastasia “Ana” Read ~ The Pinkstone-Read family hosts a big Christmas party at their house every year, inviting both Muggle and magical friends and encouraging them to dress to the nines in dress robes and/or pre-WWI fashion. The night is celebrated with a lot of good food and waltzing to orchestral, traditional Christmas, and symphonic rock music. Ana’s love interest Charlie Copper @drinkyoursoupbitch​ actually first realized he had romantic feelings for Ana at one of these parties, and as adults, Ana and Charlie really enjoy dancing the night away together at the event.

Jackson Knightly ~ Jackson loves attending and hosting Christmas parties -- he will never say no to some good old-fashioned dancing and spirits, to keep out the winter chill. As an adult, he also really enjoys taking his precious husband Montelimar “Monty” Bloom @cursebreakerfarrier​ and the Selwyn-Ellison family @that-ravenpuff-witch​ out to see the Nutcracker ballet.

Bartholomew “Bat” Varney ~ Ohoho, Bat ADORES Christmas. It is his hands-down favorite time of the year, and even if as a vampire who needs to, er...”socially distance” from people, he enjoys every minute of the season. His favorite pastimes include looking over Hogsmeade’s Christmas window displays, singing Christmas songs, watching the citizens of Hogsmeade do their shopping, and (with some help from his associates) picking up small gifts for his honorary niece and nephew, Adelia Selwyn @that-ravenpuff-witch​ and Teddy Ellison, and especially his counterpart, DADA Professor Atticus Grimsley @cursebreakerfarrier​.

Happy Christmas Eve, friends! What do your MCs do during the holidays?

[mira-shard]

After @carewyncromwell drew them at a Halloween party, i just had to draw them dancing 😌

[carewyncromwell]

“And of course all these little idiots can do is chuck their brains out the window and grind against each other to shitty music...”

“(laughs) Oh, Erik, lighten up! They’ve worked hard all term -- they could use at least a little bit of fun. Besides...at least we get to spend some time together too, right? ...Do you want to go dance?”

“Dance? (clears thought loudly) Well, that is...we’re supposed to be chaperoning.”

“And we will -- while having some fun! Come on...let’s go up and request a good song and we can show these kids how to really dance.”

“(smirks despite himself) ...You can be very persuasive, Ms. Kim.”

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Halloween part 4/5! And this go-round, we have my Sour Patch TA Erik Apollo and his “better half” Roxanni “Roxy” Kim @mira-shard as Cale from Fox’s Titan A.E. and Anna from Disney’s Frozen 2! (I’m so thrilled that I finally get the excuse to draw these two together!!)

Although this prompt is largely about some of my favorite animated movies, I confess that Titan A.E. isn’t at the top of my list, nor was it the first choice I had while thinking of costumes for Erik...originally I’d considered dressing him as Jack Frost from Rise of the Guardians, but I ultimately decided Jack was a better fit for one half of the final couple I’m drawing for this project (wonder if you can guess who 😏). So I considered Don Bluth’s work, and after considering Dimitri from Anastasia briefly (and ruling it out because I already cast Erik’s guardian Carewyn as Anya), I settled on Cale -- and honestly, it’s not a bad match-up. Cale is sort of a back-talking, hard-to-trust type who loses his family tragically and has to kind of rebuild his life after the fact, and he’s also in a sci-fi setting, which suits Erik’s huge love of Star Wars. I did give Erik a turtleneck on his shirt, though, since his burn scars make him too self-conscious to wear an open-necked shirt like Cale originally wears. 

Roxy was MUCH easier to cast -- as soon as I thought of Anna, I fell in love with the idea right away. Although I identify more with Elsa, I would absolutely love playing Anna if I was ever in a production of or sang something from Frozen, and I honestly think Anna gets the better outfits more often than not, out of her and Elsa. And my absolute favorite of her outfits is definitely her main look in Frozen 2, complete with that fab purple capelet. 

Hope you all enjoy! Have a magical day! xoxo 🎃

[mira-shard]

Trying to get out of my drawing slump with one of the cutest couples ever~

@carewyncromwell i love our childeren 💜

[mira-shard]

"Cat caught your tongue, love?"

Look I'm not saying that this was Roxy the first time she spend the night at Erik's (@carewyncromwell ) apartement but i'm also not not saying it 👀

[carewyncromwell]

Important question for future reference~

How does Erik think about Kids off his own? 👀 and how would Care-bear react~?

[Whoop! You've activated awkward-turtle mode!

Erik tries to revert to what he's comfortable with -- A.K.A. using his mind WAY more than his heart so as to stay articulate.]

Erik: "(clears throat) ...Well, yes, erm...kids would certainly be...on the table, naturally. Provided Roxy is all right with it, and our work schedules are flexible enough, and our living arrangements are stable, and our financial situation is in proper order -- then, of course, we'd have a lot of planning to do, to prepare for any such child or children's arrival -- and before that, even just keeping Roxy comfortable: I gather that the whole pregnancy thing is kind of a pain in the arse, so I'd have to do some research about how best to help that way..."

[He says through a very, very thick flush.

Carewyn, meanwhile, is smiling -- she knows full well Erik wouldn't be acting like this if this was something he hadn't put a lot of thought into.]

Carewyn: "(gently) You could always ask my mum for advice -- she did a lot of research about parenting, while she was pregnant with Jacob. And you know Orion would be more than willing to help out too."

[Even just the display of sympathy seems to crack Erik's shell a bit.]

Erik: "(a bit more snarkily) You're sure the Tofu King will have time in his busy schedule chucking balls around to grant me an audience?"

[Carewyn giggles behind her hand.]

Carewyn: "I'm certain of it."

[She reaches out a hand and gives Erik's shoulder a squeeze.]

Carewyn: "Just as certain as I am that you will be a wonderful father."

[Something a bit warmer seems to flit through Erik's expression.]

Erik: "(mutters) ...Thanks, Ms. Cromwell."

((OOC: Simple answer -- Erik would overanalyze the hell out of the whole thing and would seemingly to some people's minds underreact to the news of Roxy's pregnancy, but only because he'd be burying himself in trying to find ways to be of use to her and the baby. What can I say, this boy is an INTJ!!))

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[mira-shard]

Some Willow-Kim family pictures 😌

[mira-shard]

No thoughts , head empty

Just Erik and Roxy cuddling after a sleepy Roxy gently kissed his scar

@carewyncromwell I'm having Eroxy brainrot cause our childeren are too cute ❤

[carewyncromwell]

13, 16 & 20 for Erik? 💜

Where did you find their name?

I chose the name "Erik Apollo" as a reference to two of my favorite musical characters -- Erik, A.K.A. the Phantom of the Opera, and Enjolras, who in the book Les Miserables is nicknamed "Apollo" by his boyfriend cohort Grantaire. Interestingly enough, though, "Erik" was also the name of an old friend of mine from high school who visually and somewhat personality-wise influenced my Erik-muse, being a blond boy who started off small and then grew significantly over his school career and was a lot more foul-mouthed and cynical than his boyish face would suggest.

What names did they give their children? Or what names will/would they give their children?

Erik would probably defer to his other half Roxy when it comes to naming their kids, but he would be kind of tempted by the thought of naming any daughter they had Leia, after his favorite Star Wars character. 😏

Does their name ever get misspelled on their Starbucks cup?

Sometimes he gets "Eric" instead of Erik, which doesn't bother him much. He actually is the sort to screw around, though, and give the Starbucks cashier a fake name so that they have to write "Anakin S" on his drink cup or something. One particular barista who likewise loved Star Wars actually responded to Erik's request by writing "Lord Vader" on his cup instead, and it made Erik's whole morning.

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