"I could never imagine Sirius and Lily kissing! Eww!" Well, you might not, but James Potter definitely would be on the front seat of it, milady.
I know I'm late with this. It took me way too long, but I had already startet it and didn't want to wait until next year, so:
here's how I imagine them celebrating James' 65th birthday. Just sitting in the garden with their loved ones, eating cake and having fun. They are alive and old and grey and happy ok!
my dnd oc <3 i could talk for hours about the campaign my dm home-brewed, but the theme is grief
no one asked, but i wanna yap :)
her name is Eulalia “Bodach Bairn” Teufel, a teifling fighter, former pirate captain, and now lich.
at 11 she accidentally killed the captain of an infamous and ancient pirate crew, The Southern Kraken, by shoving him over a railing when he groped her mother, the barmaid. following pirate inheritance law, eulalia became the new captian.
for the next nine years she strove to prove herself as a good captain, paralyzed with fear that one of her crew members would kill her im her sleep as revenge for their former captain or ambition for her position.
until during a sea battle in the midst of a violent storm, The Callisto sunk. Like a the good captain she had been spending the better part of a decade fighting to be for honour and survival, Eulalia tied herself to the mast and went down with her ship.
But the universe would not accept her sacrifice, dishonouring her for life. Eulalia found herself washed up on the shores of a foreign country, and ashamed of her failures as a captain she resigned herself to a life of gambling and drinking.
Rory was the one to pull her out of her wallowing; a mediocre abjuration wizard in search of a fighter. for the next three years they worked together (along with the rest of their party) on quests, building trust and friendship. She told him about her survivors guilt and her ultimate goal of finding true honour.
While fighting a white drake, Eulalia and her party—save Rory—perished. Eulalia got her dream: a hero’s death. Rory, who’s main function in the party was support, had landed in his worst nightmare. His friends were dead, and he had survived. He spent hours searching for any cleric or druid to help save his friends, months searching for someone to resurrect them, and years working to afford a spell that could, but it was too late.
There was only one option: turn them all into Liches. For the next 20 years Rory worked, cracking the secrets to lich-dom, until finally, after losing many pieces of himself in the process, he brought his friends back to un-life.
Unfortunately, he was not a necromancer, nor even a particularly skilled wizard at all, so something went wrong. None of them remembered him upon waking, and everytime he tried to remind them or even say his own name they immediately forgot again.
Crushed that he couldn’t get his friends back, but comforted by the thought that at least they could continue to live their lives, he let them go, and resolutely slaughtered people every full moon to feed their phylactories.
Eulalia awoke, yet again failing to die with honour. The universe simply did not think she was worthy. Now, she found, she could not die at all, lich as she was. It didn’t take their party long to notice the missing villagers each full moon, and to realize that someone was killing innocent people to keep them alive. Not only was she not a hero, but she was also an abomination.
After months of living as a lich, Eulalia slowly started to properly mourn her concept of a good captain, realizing that maybe there was life after tragedy, swimming after the ship sinks.
Until her memories were returned. It wasn’t the universe that denied her honour, it was someone she considered her closest confidant. She wasn’t being given a pass by the gods, but rather stripped of being a hero by her friend. Someone who knew how much survivors guilt had haunted her.
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I also put this as my pfp bc its just so cute agsgsfsfs
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regulus failed hslf his classes
he blamesit on teachers & somehow sirius
“reg was the golden child” NO he was a ugly wet cat loser spare
sirius was everything his parents wanted: bold, loud, posh, strong, tall, intelligent, selfish, confident; up until he become a blood traitor
he wanted everything sirius had: his parent’s approval, intelligence, popularity, good looks, strength
sirius even bestied with muggles and ran away from home to live with blood traitors and STILL his parents kept him as the heir
no wonder reg joined voldy. his parents may have not approved of the guy, but reg was primed to be sucked into a cult by a really handsome, conniving brunette who promises that he’s superior as a birthright
"BUFF SIRIUS" i scream as they drag me into the white room "HE WAS BUFF AND LEAN AND HE HAD MUSCLES" i keep screaming while they strap me to a chair "HE'S NOT A TWINK" they silence me and put me in a strait jacket
thanks fuck some company in the white room it was getting lonely
you hear someone screaming “and he was tall! he also didn’t give a fuck about his hair or appearance” as they drag a third roommate into your padded cell
