#eden's asks

Imagine: Euskadi Barty.

The timelines fit PERFECTLY, and it adds to Barty being interested in the politics of the basque country.

I'll keep it short but I made a post about it on my board

His mum would have fled to England as soon as she finished school in Spain because of the repression in Franco's dictatorship, already giving Barty a base to hate fascism (seeing what it does to the people of a country). That part fits better if you hc him and Regulus and the rest of them actually had a plan to take down moldy voldy from the inside but thats a whole other thing.

And just imagine Barty running into the common room in late November, 1975, jumping and shouting and bouncing around with exitement because the dictator of Spain just died and now his mum can go back to visit her grandparents.

BONUS: Evan, a master if languages, not having a dickybird of an idea of what Barty is saying when he speaks Euskara because it has no common roots with any other language, essentially came from nowhere.

SORRY THIS IS SO LONG OMG

OMGGG YES I SAW YOUR POST ABOUT THIS AND IT'S SO SO COOL I LOVE IT

Just so you know but you reached the perfect audience for this because i'm studying linguistics and romantic languages and we mentioned euskara (i think that's how you say it in english???) last week + i actually went to the Basque Country last year and that language got me SO INTRIGUED like wtf this is amazing

And also my great grandmother actually had to run away from spain at 8 because of Franco's dictatorship so yeah you hit close from home i could NEVER not agree with that headcanons it's literally perfect

fucking finally. Sorry.

tags: angst, injury, dead animals, possibly dead mc

"Maybe we should switch," Remus insisted.

"I'm fine. I didn't have that much anyways." 

"I know you drank more than you want to admit. At least put your seatbelt on."

"I said, I'm fine!

Remus shook his head, focussing on the dark street in front of them. They hadn't seen another car in almost an hour.

Sirius was a good driver, Remus knew that. But he also knew that he tended to get reckless when he was drunk. And after that last Tequila, he'd had he was already happier than normal.

Sirius turned up the music and kept driving way over the speed limit. They both just wanted to get home.

The rain hit hard against the windshield while Sirius stirred them through the darkness.

Lightning flashed, drawing Sirius' attention toward it long enough to miss the road curve right before them.

The tires slipped on the wet asphalt and stirred right toward the edge of the street. The last thing Sirius heard before passing out was Remus screaming.

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Everything hurt. His clothes and hair clung to his skin.

He wasn't in the car anymore. The car... Remus!

Immediately he pushed himself to his feet but fell over again when a stabbing pain shot through his leg. Sirius suppressed a scream.

Remus was everything that was important right now.

"Moony! Moony!"

He wiped the hair from his eyes, but still could barely see further than his own nose. He crawled forward and immediately started sliding. The ground felt wet and slippery and was probably ruining his suit.

When he reached the bottom of the hill he tried to get up from the ground. His left hand found something warm and slimy before sliding off of it into the grass.

Only now did he notice the faint scent of wet fur and... blood.

"Remus?"

He fumbled around in the grass for a moment before finding the body again.

It was small and warm. Just the size that fits into both hands. The fur probably would have been soft if it hadn't been for the rain. The body was limp and unmoving.

Sirius gagged and drew back.

He shook his hands out of fear of maggots or other insects, brushing them off on his trousers.

A flash of lightning focused him back on his goal.

"Remus!" he screamed, looking around the darkness.

Aimlessly, he crawled onward, ignoring the aching pain in his leg.

After a while, he heard music.

Their music. Music from their radio of their car!

Sirius forced his body into a vertical position and quickly stumbled toward the music.

"Remus? Remus, are you in there?" Still no answer.

It took him a while to figure out how the car was lying.

The surface he first touched was the roof. When he moved to the left, it was lowering quickly into the front window. The passenger side was on the ground.

Sirius hissed when something cut into his hand. The door on the driver's side had been ripped out of its hinges, leaving a sharp edge.

Carefully, he looked around inside, with the dim radio as his only light source.

He couldn't see an airbag. He should be able to see that, even in the darkness, right?

He needed to get help. He couldn't let Remus die because of his drunken stupidity.

He couldn't be responsible for Remus' death. He wouldn't survive it.

A phone! He needed a phone. Something to call for help with.

But the car was too wide for him to reach inside.

"Moony? Come on, please, I need you to work with me here. You're the smart one. Tell me what to do," he begged into the silence. Of course, there was no response.

If he tried to get Remus from the car, he might hurt him in the progress.

He needed to find help. Somewhere. Someone. Soon.

Now.

"Help! Please Help us!" he screamed against the rain, as loud as he could.

Hi!! I did a poll on what stories to continue and nobody voted for Right In Front of You. 🤣😂 But since you're asking, I'll continue even if you're the only one reading it. I had a clear story arc for it but dropped it because people didn't seem to like it. I'll try to finish up chapter two this week. It's been in my drafts, collecting dust. 🤣

Very cute!

Irondad was the thing that made me realise I had daddy issues (not even just with Peter, but Tony being dad-ish in general)

Spiderson is adorable too. Just the whole avengers adopting Peter.

I know a lot of people headcanon him as Italian... But I just don't see it. He reminds me too much of my friends, and Michelle from Derry Girls

Ok so this has been waiting in my asks for a WHILE lmao sorry about that

I was actually waiting to do some research about Irish politics to understand it better but turns out you actually gave me a little history lesson about that so i can finally answer this !!!

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