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An Ode to Eaters
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I need to kiss Mammon’s tip
BULLY CHARACTERS AS CATS
i think i’m a little late to the party on this but there’s a wiki documenting stray cats in china and they all have silly names so i’ve chosen a few that fit bully characters. there’s literally hundreds so i am more than willing to do more.
JIMMY HOPKINS
fairly obvious, jimmy’s original ps2 model had a big squint problem. short sighted king.
PETE KOWALSKI
he’s just a little fella i love him like he’s my own son.
JOHNNY VINCENT
his name is john…… pretty self explanatory here. also. the destroyer of universes. we all saw what he went through for lola
GARY SMITH
nightcore listener i just know he is ill die on this hill so help me god. so edgy. so sinister.
PINKY GAUTHIER
prissy preppy lady that wears designer clothes but also very polite looking.
DAMON WEST
he is…. so large and he beats me up every time i go near the gym
EARNEST JONES
little pussy boy that gets a 15 year old to fight his battles for him. i spit on him. pathetic creature.
EDGAR MUNSEN
purely for the ‘murderous intent’ tagline. who else but the guy who beat a 15 year old with a lead pipe
GORD VENDOME
hook line and sinker this boy has a french last name. milky oh milky however did you get so creative.
KIRBY OLSEN
i don’t care if he also beats me to death when i come by the gym he’s a goober that can do no wrong and my favourite jock
me knawing on my laptop desperate to consume because of this
zoro + sunburn
masterlist
tagging: @willowbelle @eelnoise @fanaticsnail @indydonuts @kibblz-n-bitz
"you're ridiculous," zoro teases, scoffing as you let out a pouty sigh in response. the soothing way the cool aloe melts into your skin turns your brain into putty, and the way his calloused, broad hands skin across the back of your neck makes your heart stutter.
"i was trying to get a tan," you mumble, cheeks heating up with embarrassment as his laughter intensifies. your attempts to soak up the sun's rays had resulted in you being burned to a crisp, which was extremely entertaining to your partner at the moment.
"next time, try wearing sunscreen," he chuckles, pressing a chaste kiss to the top of your head. the heat of his lips is a stark contrast to the chill of the lotion across your back, neck, and shoulders; with a sly smile, he spins you around before putting one more dab of aloe on your nose.
"thanks, zoro," you sigh with a sheepish grin that makes his lips curl into a more sincere smile.
"anytime, lil' demon," he says as he ruffles your hair lovingly before flopping down on the ground and letting out a yawn.
"you should put on sunscreen before you fall asleep," you say, reaching into your tote bag and fishing around for your bottle of sunblock, seal still unbroken.
"no need. i tan well, unlike you," he replies with a smirk as he pulls you down with him, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close.
Spreading my 2 headed lamb Regulus animagus agenda with Black Brother angst!!!
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someone give Sirius a hug or something like damn he rlly going through it
WWE WERE BORN TO DIEEEEEEEEEEE ( i love ldr music)
As he walks, the crunching of the branches underneath his feet calms the harsh beating of his heart. It hadn't been a good day. He felt like he was constantly being watched by his parents. The entire day was spent anxiously looking over his shoulders, expecting his mother to turn a corner with a wand in hand or his father to yank his shoulder with a bruising grip when his back was turned.
He really needed his walk, at least that was what James insisted on.
For a couple of minutes, he manages to clear his head, the grip of his parents loosened, leaving his mind to heal from the harsh and bruising touch. His feet soon stopped near the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and he was able to see Hagrid's hut, he figured he might as well stop by to say hi.
Sirius takes a couple of steps before he promptly stops. With widened eyes, he takes a step back from the disfigured animal. A two-headed black lamb, a baby, but not exactly a newborn, nowhere near a sheep. Its two heads conjoined by the side of their faces, the eyes wide and watching Sirius' movement with unsettling attention. The animal was creepy and yet he could not look away.
It made a noise, from one of its heads, and its legs wobbled a bit. A small movement that makes Sirius' heart ache pitifully. Remus had a farm back in Wale. He told Sirius of animals, sometimes humans, born with more than one head and dying not much sooner because they simply were born to die, doomed from the very beginning. They wouldn't have been able to survive the harsh world with the disability, nor would their bodies be able to continue the demands of life. And looking at the lamb, he thinks of how this might be the last time he sees it.
With slow steps to not scare the animal, he approaches with an outstretched hand. A comforting gesture. He manages to close enough where he can sit down and pet its soft fleece. The animal reciprocates the action, settling down to the ground beside Sirius.
"Hey there little guy," He hums.
The lamb doesn't reply, only closing its eyes. So Sirius continues to talk, "How have ya been? Well I hope, you look tired."
"I am too you know?" He runs his fingers through the soft black fleece. The animal shifts its position, slowly maneuvering itself to Sirius' lap.
"Looks like both of us are worn out, huh?"
The lamb never replies, Sirius guesses it takes too much out of the animal. So he fills the silence with his chatter about his friends, his academics, pranks, and Remus, but soon it shifts to a bit of his parents, and some of Regulus, which leaves his eyes watery. Despite never getting a baa in reply, he feels heard and comforted by the lamb.
When he finishes, he finds his face damp. The lamb leans closer and Sirius begins to sob into the black fleece. He admits in his tears, that he misses his family. He misses the times when their mother didn't scold them for minor things and gave them a cold shoulder, when their father wasn't locked up in his office or shouting at their mother, and the times he played with Regulus while the little boy was still oblivious to the world and giggled at every little thing.
At that, the lamb finally replied in its soft baaa from one of its heads. A sound that draws a wet chuckle from Sirius.
"Thank you," he mumbles softly against the fleece, "Lulu would like you, he's always been fond of lambs."
Another baa in response that makes Sirius smile.
He isn't able to stay with the lamb for long though, because he hears the familiar calls of, "Padfoot! Padfoot!" And he knows that his friends must be looking for him. Sirius turns to the lamb who is now slowly moving off of Sirius. A clear sign that he is about to leave. He wants to tell it to stay but before his mouth can form the words, the lamb makes a sound and turns around to leave. He watches the lamb move further but isn't able to stay long enough to see it fully leave his sight before his friends jump him with a group hug. Dragging his eyes away from the leaving lamb.
For the rest of his time in Hogwarts, he doesn't see the two-headed lamb again. It's only when he takes another walk to clear his head during the war in 1979, does he see it again. Black fleece and two heads conjoined standing on wobbly legs, staring directly at him, but it didn't feel like a visit, it felt like a goodbye. A permanent one.
The next day, Regulus is declared dead and Sirius never sees the two-headed black lamb again.