This is super adorable! Silver and cats go perfectly together, thanks for writing.
Could you write Silver getting a cat please?
Silver smiled, the corners of his lips curling slowly as he listened to the kitten purr as it eagerly nuzzled its forehead against the side of his leg. “That will not make me go any quicker.” He muttered, not that the pet would ever respond with much more than a Miaow or even more purring.
He regularly spoke to the cat now that it was a semi-regular staple in the house, coming and going as it pleased, he wasn’t even entirely sure on the creature’s name, he just called it ‘Little’, but always coming around the same time in the evening, when Silver was preparing a meal.
He could have had a maid do it, but Silver found something quite enjoyable in the art of cookery, something about the way that he could put his own unique twist on classic recipes, and the way that whoever he was dining with for the night would savour their meal, before their dessert upstairs.
But tonight, it was just Little that joined him, jumping up through the window that he’d left open to allow them in, and then down again, to slink around his ankles and serve as a tripping hazard as he searched for the bundle of rosemary in the cupboard.
He kept some fish, usually just tinned mackerel, for Little, but as he was cooking fish for himself that night, he had put some to the side, covered with a glass dome, for Little to eat with him.
“If you will be patient, we can sit down and eat together.” Silver said, finding the herbs out, more for garnish than anything, in some of the more high tech worlds that he had visited (he hadn’t particularly enjoyed them even if the mobiles had made finding partners so much easier)he could have made a killing posting pictures of his meals to one of the various social media sites that they all seemed to have. Instapin or something like that, he couldn’t remember.
He scooped Little up and put them on a cushioned chair, he then frowned and left the room. He came back in with two more cushions, picked Little up again (who had jumped up onto the counter to sniff at his meal) and set him on top of the two cushions on top of the chair, so that he could reach his plate.
“There we go, a little more civilised.” He collected their plates and set Little’s down. “Bon Appetite.” He had a glass of wine by his seat and toasted the kitten. “What a way to spend a birthday.”
I mean, it’s not really his cat, but the cat does have him very well trained?
That sounds so wonderful! You’re lucky, my room is so small I can’t do anything with it, like there are literally guard toilets in Stirling castle that are bigger than it!
I'm turning one of the corners of my room into a cozy little reading nook, but the fairy lights that I got are so bright that it may not be cozy, and just a rather garish nook
Am an utter fanatic for those scales and the floor, this is fabulous
Happy Brithday, hope you’ve had an awesome day!!!
Yes I'm 23
Ooh, thanks so much! I can’t wait to get start on all these, there’s so many it’ll be a real treat!
Hiya, do you have any fairytale aus? Thanks for your work by the way, I love this blog!
Hello friend! So happy that you’re enjoying this work. The Librarian got to discover new fics on this fun theme, so this ask was a lot of fun. Hope you enjoy some of these as well.
Untold Blessings by @aryastark-valarmorghulis
Magic once existed in England and has finally returned. Mr Sirius Black, a gifted magician, ventures, rash and ill-prepared, into Faerie.
Every Rose Has Its Thorns by shadow_prince
Two beasts, a lot of magic, and a rose garden.
little red riding hood and other misnomers by Someone_aka_Me
Sirius may wear a red riding cloak, but he is no Little Red Riding Hood. But that's okay, because Remus doesn't make a very good Big Bad Wolf, either.
The Kitchens by @lumosinlove
Sirius and Remus: A king and a commoner from two different worlds who will break all the rules for love.
prince Sirius and commoner werewolf Remus by Judeyjude
“I gather you have come to slay the beast?” “Uh.” Sirius stared at the man lying on the grass. There was not a line of tension in his body, and he hadn’t dignified Sirius—Prince Sirius—with a single glance. “Er, yes. Right. The beast. Werewolf. Do you, uh, know where…it dwells?” The man snorted and turned the page of his book.
The King I Could Become by @randoyoyo
Prince Sirius of Nox has one thing he cannot stand. Or rather it should be said, one person. Prince Remus of Lupos. They had never gotten along well, though their kingdoms are close allies, but a disturbance in the lands has brought them together on a quest. They’ll be able to take down this threat…if they can survive each other’s presence first.
Snow Black -orphaned account
Sirius Black - more commonly known as Snow Black - is forced to run away from home when his father attempts to have him killed. What he doesn’t expect is to get caught up in a scheme to steal the crown from none other than Prince Lupin himself.
The Odds of Faith in the Face of Doubt by @musesfool
Remus learns to believe in the fairytale.
Grimsfall by @remus-john-lupin
There is a legend in the old city of Grimsfall that a large, black creature used to emerge from the forest at night, and anyone who met its gaze would be driven to madness before the thing dragged them into the depths of hell.
Books, Swords, and Other Things Found in Forests (A Robin Hood/Historical AU) by @alienfairyprincess-blog
The man flicked his sword to Remus’ throat with a cocky grin. “Your book or your life.” “Book.” The wolfstar/marauders Robin Hood AU nobody asked for!
The Moon's Favourite Son and the Guardian of the Forest by @shaggydogstail @artymakeart
When Remus was a little boy, he used to listen to stories told by the wind which came down his chimney. When he became an adult, he travelled to the place those stories came from, a magical forest far away. There he met Sirius, so beautiful and mysterious it was like he'd stepped straight out of a story book himself, and better yet Sirius promised to grant him three wishes.
The Tale of the Prince of Caelor by bluepeony
Set in an Arcadian land of dragons, elves and magic, Sirius is a prince and Remus his lowly servant.
My eyes, my eyes!
One of these days I am going to have to think of the crackest ship that there is and write something for it
I'm thinking Irene x Ao Shun
Yeah, Irene totally abhors mornings.
In my head Kai is a morning person and Irene isn't, so breakfast in bed for Irene is very common
Ooh, tension! Ao guang ships it. Thanks for writing this, it was very fun.
Hiya, can I get may I have this dance for whoever you fancy writing it for, please?
"May I have this dance?" Ao Guang asked Irene, offering her a gloved hand, black silk she decided as she carefully lay her hand atop of his, conscious of Kai watching her. She could feel the power through the gloves, there was no shielding the strength of a dragon, even in human skin.
"I'd love to, though I confess to not being much of a dancer." She said letting him lead her toward the other swirling dancers. "I will try my hardest not to tread on your toes." He had similar laugh to Kai's, very soft and low, like the gentle rumble of a vintage car.
"Well, I hope that I do not tread on yours, I usually watch these things, but I wanted the opportunity to talk to you without arranging a formal meeting. Those things are so much effort and take up so much time."
"Oh, I am beginning to realise that too." Fear gripped her despite the forced lightness in her voice. "I... What is it that you wished to discuss? If it's something serious, than maybe a meeting is necessary."
"No, I wanted to thank you."
"Thank me? For what?"
"A good many things I believe. Shall we start with Venice?" He swept her in a turn and straight onto the dance floor. He caught her with the poise and grace of a professional dancer and she wished that she could claim to have the same set of skill. She'd attended plenty of dance classes in her youth, but she'd never enjoyed being on show in such a manner.
"You really don't need to thank me for that." She said, following his lead in the steps of the waltz, trying not to count the music beats aloud, rather than just in the back of her head to keep in time.
"You saved my son from a fate that many consider to be worth than death, as my brother tells me, at great risk to your own safety, and at the risk of your position in the Library."
"Kai is, was, my responsibility." She said. "It was through my own action that his kidnapping was able to take place. I do not deserve gratitude."
"I will have to disagree. From all accounts, you risked your life for my son, for that, I will be eternally grateful and in your debt. For your assistance in Paris, and your discretion, I also thank you, we would have been unable to get a treaty without your presence." She blushed a little bit. "Truly Irene. Or, do you prefer miss Winters?"
"Irene is just fine." She said, smiling. She caught a glimpse of Kai. "Your son is important to me, I was always going to go after him, I do regret asking him to meet me in Paris somewhat, he was kidnapped and injured due to the... Events, but I would not have succeeded without him."
"He said you were humble." Ao Guang's eyes flashed happily, sparking like stars in midnight skies. "He also speaks very highly of you, he has a great deal of faith and trust in you, I am glad that he's finally got someone as loyal as he is. You're a good match." Was there more implied there? They certainly were a good match, but Irene had no desire to made it a publicly known relationship. What had Kai said to his father?
The music swelled before slowly ebbing away. Ao Guang kissed the back of Irene's hand before she dipped into a curtsey and he bowed.
"I believe that my son wishes to be your next partner." He said as Kai made his way over to them. "Thank you for the dance, Irene, and thank you for all that you have done for my family, I am indebted to you."
"I hope I am not interrupting?" Kai said.
"Not at all." Ao Guang said. "Thank you for the dance, Irene, I hope that you enjoy the rest of your time here."
"Thank you, your majesty." Irene smiled as Kai offered her his hand. They waited for Ao Guang to walk away before turning back to the dancers.
"So, are you enjoying yourself?"
"I am, yes. Though I have to say," His hand was warm on her back. "Your father is a better dancer than you are."
That is a majestic cake! Hope you feel better soon.
Pretty low mood. Made cake to see if it'd make me feel better
Kinda
Vale dreams of that day. Sometimes it’s all that keeps him going.
Silver: one day, I'm going to say "fight me" and someone really is just going to fucking deck me
Vale: believe me, that day is closer than you think
And Silver gets his whole diabolical fae shebang.
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything