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sommerregenjuniluft · 3 months

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76. for bartylily/rosekillily pls<3

76. "i need you to pretend we're dating..." from this post

ahhhahaahaa heeeeeyy elio what a coincidence to see you here on this fine evening with this fine ask lets get into it ~Slug Club shenanigans

"Crouch! Crouch," comes in a hiss and Barty's lips already tug in a wide grin before there's a painful pinch on his arm and he turns to no other than Lily Evans, cheeks flushed a delightful pink, aubern hair glinting beautifully in the backdrop of the chandeliers of Slughorn's office and green eyes intense as ever.

"Well, hello my dear Lilyflower," he drawls, cocking his head and letting his posture slouch even more to get closer to her. "What can I do you f—"

Another pinch, harder this time, "Shut up." And Barty's cheeks strain. "I need you to pretend we're dating."

"Lily, love, if you'd wanted a snog you could have just asked. You know tha—"

"Never fucking mind."

"Nooo, waitwaitwait," Barty reels her back in by the crook of her elbow, then sets on his best pokerface, "Who are we scaring off?"

Lily rolls her eyes, lips falling into a pout as she warily scans the crowd, "You know who."

Barty grins, exposing sharp teeth, "Yeah but I wanna hear you say it."

"You-" Lily's nostrils flare, glaring up at Barty, then presses out a long breath that's persumably supposed to be grounding, "Well, Potter obviously."

Barty hums understandingly, "And of course you know I'm the only one in school that could meassure up to him despite being one year younger, huh? So smart and talented I could even beat an upperclassman in a fair fight."

Lily's mouth has parted halfway through Barty's monologue, the knit in her eyebrows remaining, though she doesn't say a word against the way Barty's palms are slowly settling over the width of her hips, the velvety dress indecently warm against his skin.

The ginger girl tuts, poking the tip of an index finger against the middle of Barty's chest accusingly, "First of all, I'll have you know that I could take both Potter and Black in a fight on my own if I had to, thank you very much and second," she narrows her eyes, tugging on Barty's tie, "Since when have ever had a fair duel, Mr. Fighting Dirty?"

The smirk on Barty's face turns preditory and his hands squeeze over Lily's soft waist, "Keeping tabs on me, Evans? I feel flattered. Though I suppose that's not uncommen to do with your crush—I'd be lying if I told you I was here for any other reason than you tonight."

"Hm," Lily makes skeptically, "Sweet talker."

Barty shrugs the insult away before zeroing back in on her, "So what are our parameters here?"

Lily simply raises a brow at him.

Barty rolls his eyes overly dramatic, "Merlin, Lils, do you want us to sell this or not? C'mon, sweets, work with me here. Want me to snog your face off in front of him so he'll leave you alone once and for all?"

"Wha— Barty," she exclaims, eyes blitzing and making an excited shiver roll down Barty's spine, "Are you mad?! Nobody is snogging anyone's face off here."

Barty pouts, "Worth a shot."

"Excuse m—"

"Holding hands then?" Barty intervenes, swiping his thumbs over the knobs of Lily's hipbones and watching in satisfaction as her eyelids flutter.

She licks her lips quickly, "Sure."

Barty lets his eyes sweep over the crowd as he gradually pulls Lily in. He stares at a portrait on the opposite wall when he announces, "There he is. A cheek kiss perhaps?"

"Don't test your fucking luck," Lily growls, tough she makes an effort to cross her wrists behind Barty's neck. She starts playing with the short strands at the nape of his neck, even though Potter wouldn't even be able to see that given that he's supposed to be at Lily's back.

"Or maybe a real one after all?" he muses, ducking lower.

Lily's next inhale stutters a little on the intake, her breath spilling warm and humid and smelling like grapes over Barty's mouth. "Thin fucking ice, Crouch."

Barty chuckles softly, "Good thing I'm an excellent swimmer then." And then he closes the distance.

#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh not proodread at all im falling alseep now tchh mimimi #bartylily #barty crouch jr #lily evans #lune’s tiny fic #lune writes

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vbbaby-girl · 25 days

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Part 2

littlelupin

luna: coffee and cookies with bartholemewcjr <3

-comments-

bartholemewcjr: ur caramel thingy was rlly good

-> littlelupin: I TOLD YOU TO GET IT

thornyrose: you got coffee without me???

-> regulusablack: *us

moony: save a cookie for me

-> littlelupin: barty is a BIG BACK AND ATE LIKE 3 OF THEM

-> bartholemewcjr: I WAS HUNGRY IM SORRY

thornyrose

evan: chess with regulusblack bc out friends dont love us

-comments-

littlelupin: WHAT DONT LIE WE DO

-> thornyrose: who said it was about you??

rosey_posey: evan you couldve hung out with me and dorc???

-> thornyrose: i didnt want to bother you 😔

-> rosey_posey: you could never bother me

bartholemewcjr: WHY IS REG SHIRTLESS???

-> regulusablack: i think you know why

-> bartholemewcjr: I HOPE YOU GET DUMPED

moony

remmy: why are prongs and wormtail always eating?

-comments-

wormtail: mind your own business chump

-> prongs: yea fr move along scrub

-> littlelupin: what the hell is wrong with you two

bartholemewcjr: can i steal a fry?

-> littlelupin: BIGGIE YOU JUST HAD LIKE 3 GIANT ASS COOKIES

iluvgirls: WHAT THE HELL GUYS WHY WASNT I INVITED???

-> prongs: sorry marls i tell you next time :(

-> prongs: hey if i do could you talk me up with lilyflower?

-> iluvgirls: ...yes

padfoot

siri: nah cause like who is this???

-comments-

wormtail: THATS WHAT IM SAYING???

-> prongs: maybe its a seventh year?? gprewett do you know??

-> gprewett: sorry m8 got no idea

littlelupin: do the ultimate pranksters not know who it is? gasp

-> prongs: hush child

-> padfoot: dont talk to my fav lupin that way

-> moony: ??????

-> padfoot: sorry moons i cant keep lying to myself

-> littlelupin: TELL HIM 🗣🗣🗣

taglist: @gardenofrunar (KISS HER)

#luna lupin #lunaverse smau #the marauders #marauders smau #dead gay wizards

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bonefall · 1 year

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Bonefall RiverClan Family Tree: Draft 1.2

Subtitle: The whole hog. It's EVERYTHING folks. I did it all the way back up to Darkstar's Commandment. Nearly 8 generations of cats. This has taken several days and meticulous work and I DID IT.

[Update 1.2: Swapped the birthing parent between Sedgecreek and Greenflower to Sedgecreek with the honor sire being Duckfur, made a note of Harelight being an honor title.]

Caveats as usual:

Check out my Info for Family Tree Reworks, including my 3 Strict Rules and general guidelines.

This tree is still subject to change, especially for modern RiverClan.

I made some doodles this time lmao I hope you enjoy them

If you want to check out my diagnosis and see the canon family tree, it's over here!

Under the cut: Renamings, removals, and changelog

RENAMINGS: Format: Old Name (Origin) -> New Name (Reason)

Molewhisker (CotC) -> Moletooth (conflict)

Snaketooth (CotC) -> Snakestream (conflict)

Oatpaw (CotC) -> Oatbelly (save)

Sloefur (FQ) -> Sloefall (conflict)

Perchpaw (MV) -> Perchshine (save)

Magpie (CP) -> Magpiesky (repurposed)

Swankit (TPB) -> Swansong (save)

Copperpaw (Po3) -> Copperwing (save)

Wavepaw (AVoS) -> Waveshine (save)

Shimmerpelt (BS) -> Shimmerbright (conflict)

Shadepelt (AVoS) -> Shademuzzle (conflict)

Mintfur (Po3) -> Mintflower (conflict)

Rushtail (OotS) -> Rushfish (conflict)

Carpkit (Missing Kits) -> Carpwhisker (save)

Bluefur (the one and only) -> Bluemoon (better)

Emberdawn (LH) -> Emberdusk (conflict)

Duckkit (Missing Kits) -> Duckfur (save)

Dragonflykit (Missing Kits) -> Dragonclaw (save)

Heronwing (AVoS) -> Heronflight (conflict)

REMOVALS: These may be shuffled to another litter at a later time, but for now, are effectively cut.

Grasspelt, because I would like Grasswhisker to be an old lady who was friends with Briarlight.

Nightsky and Breezeheart are currently dead as kits to further torment Icewing about losing Beetlewhisker in the Dark Forest. Like StarClan's mad at her.

Robinwing had a conflict name anyway so I just killed them as an apprentice because I want more young deaths.

Lizardtail. Being effectively replaced by Hollowflight, but may have been Hollow's original name before earning an honor title. (the honor title is for betraying the dark forest and running a marathon across the lake to fetch help during the Great Battle-- the name would become Hallowflight.)

The drowned kits of Mosspelt and Frogleap, Robinkit and Woodkit, are gone. I may use them at some point.

Pikepaw from Battles of the Clans. Holding onto them in case they're needed.

Gorseclaw. It is more tragic for Harelight to be the only surviving sibling, plus there was a name conflict anyway.

I completely missed the following cats and it's the only reason they weren't used, and I'm making a note of them here for my own reference should I ever need them;

COTC: Brindleclaw, Graywing, Foxwhisker, Foxclaw, Hayberry and kits Minnowkit and Wildkit, Sunspots, Fernleaf, Blackbee, Kinktail

Lightningpaw and Lilyflower gave Crookedstar a life

THERE WILL PROBABLY BE MORE.

CHANGELOG: I tell you why I did the things

Code and the Clans and Darkstar's Commandment

There's a lot of weird quirks around Code of the Clans, namely that there are two Darkstars associated with two different commandments in two different Clans. If that weren't weird enough, one of those Darkstars is very similar to the MAPLESHADE'S VENGEANCE Darkstar, but these are canonically three different people???

In my rewrite, no lol there's Darkstar of RiverClan, known for Darkstar's Commandment/The Queen's Rights, and Dalestar who created the "don't question your leader" commandment in response to Ripplestar's Rot.

I also snatched a bunch of the cats out of the CotC story to explain the confusion!

Aspentail (the magic spirit who assists the battle) was Darkstar's sister, and Perchpaw's mother. She is going to have a small but emotionally important role as part of StarClan in Darkstar's Commandment.

Splashheart was Perchpaw's father, and Splashfoot was named after him.

Moletooth, Nettlepad, Lightningpelt, Oatberry, and Meadowpelt are all repurposed from another CotC story, conflict-renamed when necessary.

I was going to allow Darkstar's lineage to peter out since Perchshine is going to go live at the barn, but Mudthorn had a mate slot open and I had a stroke of whimsy realizing I could have a kitten join RiverClan from the barn.

Magpiesky is Magpie from Crookedstar's Promise, now a sibling of Fleck and Mitzi instead of a child of Mitzi.

"Magsky" is now the one who brings young Stormpaw to the barn; Domino was her mother but she tries not to talk about her outsider heritage too much because... Clan Culture, y'know.

She was able to join because Volestar was gracious, citing her Darkstar blood.

Appledusk and Reedshine's children, only named in authorial statements, have been broken up and reworked. Willownose and Shyheart belong to other cats and only Applefrost remains; Duskwater has been made into an AppleReed kitten.

I really like how it's two kits, named for both parts of Appledusk.

Duskwater's mate Oatbelly was a victim of Mapleshade.

Rainflower is now the Appledusk descendant, not Shellheart. Her mom was killed in the same storm she gave birth in.

Greenflower

Greenflower's sibling was Duckfur, previously a Missing Kit described as her dead child. Needed more fodder.

I am probably going to make her mother Dragonflykit, the other Missing Kit described as a dead child. I need a good name though. Dragonflyclaw? I kinda want to drop the 'fly' suffix and make the name Dragonclaw because that's cool as hell

MAN what if Clan Culture has a concept of 'dragons' but it's actually a large dragonfly that flies like a hawk, bites like a snake, and swims like a pike...

1.1 UPDATE: Added Dragonclaw as Whitefang's mate and Greenflower's mother.

Greenflower and Sedgecreek were not capable of having biokittens, Duckfur was the honor-sire and Sedgecreek gave birth to the kits.

Greenflower loudly announces this during TigerClan to display their loyalty to the Code, Sedgecreek feels extremely uncomfortable having their personal information aired like that.

Swallowtail fell in love with Rainwhisker on the Great Journey, and became pregnant shortly before his death in the WindClan Rebellion!

The kits are Rainstorm and Rippletail.

Swallow named a son after her forbidden mate. It was BOLD, because Rainstorm is practically Rainwhisker's reflection.

Sedgecreek tries to forgive Greenflower and make amends, but Greenflower turning on their daughter Swallowtail when Ripple and Rain were born was the last straw.

Mudfur and Brightsky

I needed Mudfur's genes because as you can see things get pretty tight, since there's less named characters the further back you go

Say hello to Carpwhisker! She's a sweetheart. Previously a Missing Kit, I picked her over Waterkit or Oatkit.

Voletooth is named after their famous ancestor.

Volestar actually gave the family their spots, and they are all quite large like she was.

Brightsky is not actually dead. She left to become a kittypet, and only Hailstar and Mudfur know this. It was kept secret.

The other two kittens stayed with her.

Sunfish's Bloodline

Frogleap doesn't need kits. Society has progressed past the need for Frogleap kits.

Sunfish's lineage is continued through Grasswhisker. I am fond of Grasswhisker for like no reason. I just think she's Neat.

Her sister Vixenleap actually dies in Mudclaw's Rebellion

Dapplepaw is going to get eaten by a fish in Po3

Grasswhisker can't catch a break and that's how I like it

I made Lakeheart older because I like the idea that she was named after their new home and that effect kinda lessens if she isn't one of the first RiverClan births here.

Harelight and Tragedy

Like I mentioned before, Gorseclaw's getting cut completely. It fits Harelight's story a LOT more for him to tragically lose all of his siblings in TBC.

Denied the ability to mourn his sister Softpelt, being forced to bury Dappletuft like a rogue, Harelight is becoming a Light in the Mist next to Misty. He has a bone to pick with the Impostor.

He's kinda becoming a blorbo ngl.

I imagine he's very polite and a bit silly, but more astute than people give him credit for.

Based on ABSOLUTELY nothing he keeps reminding me of Donnel from Fire Emblem. I have NO idea why I keep thinking of him.

Me trying to reference a greek tragedy about simple mourning rights being the ironic downfall of a tyrant but all I can hear in my head is "YEEEEHAW"

Anyway

I am probably going to cut more warriors, too, to make way for some of the more interesting warriors to stick around. No one cares about Brackenpelt.

UPDATE 1.2: Harelight's first name was Harefur! Mistystar likes to 'match' the names of siblings according to a theme; SoftPELT, DappleTUFT, and HareFUR were all hair-related!

Harelight is an honor title because he is now a Light in the Mist, alongside Mistystar herself.

Graymist and Pouncetail, Mallownose and Sneezecloud

In-canon Shadepelt was acting like an elder when she was barely 2 years old. Lol. Lmao, even.

She is the mom of Pouncetail and Graymist now. I think this is a very funny idea. They are very silly as siblings.

Mallow is Pounce's son and Sneeze is Gray's son.

Mallownose and Sneezecloud are no longer siblings; but they are cousins who were really close growing up because they both lost their littermate!

Mallow lost Robin, and Sneeze lost Duck.

I made them more distantly related because I KNOW there's going to be some kind of romantic drama between Frostpaw and Splashtail in-canon and I want that to be less weird.

Sure, they're far enough in-canon to not break my Three Strict Rules, but still, I wanted to fix it really hard in advance.

1.1 UPDATE: Father of Sneeze has been changed from Voletooth to Beechfur. This may change again.

Copperpaw has evolved into Copperwing

He's called Copperwing because I was planning to have him replace Robinwing, and then I ended up using Robinpaw anyway as a kill… but the name remains.

Got hit with sudden inspiration to make him REALLY shiny and I leaned into it. Him and his kits are sparkly even for RiverClan cats, lmao.

Waveshine and Shimmerbright are pretty evocative of that, I hope! I'm glad I was able to use the -bright suffix at least once.

I approached my renamings with Mistystar in mind; I like to think she tries to give cats "thematic" names. For example, Rushfish is named after his dead brother. Heronflight, Perchwing, and Sneezecloud are sky-related. She even gave Lake and Otter the same -heart suffix.

The SwanMoss Family

Swansong, a surviving child of Graypool x Rippleclaw and the adopted brother of Mistyfoot and Stonefur, is replacing Frogleap. SWANSWEEP.

For a LOOONG while I was planning to make Willowshine the oldest child of Dawnflower, but now that I've definitively worked out the specifics of my tree, I can say with confidence that she works best as a Mosspelt kitten.

Because, y'know, unlike canon Mosspelt's mate isn't dead.

I put Troutstream in here because I feel like she looks like Swansong, who looks like Rippleclaw.

I kinda like her as a family outlier, she's a huge jerk... but she is a PRETTY jerk.

I think Mossyfoot was badly influenced, and her death made Trout grow up.

Icewing and Mintflower, Dark Forest 'curse'

Mintfur is now Mintflower because there needs to be more boys with the -flower suffix.

Also he is an ex-tribecat. He had to take refuge in ThunderClan when the Clan got dangerous during Stormfur and Brook's exile, but Mistystar invited him back when she gained power.

I'm killing Icewing and Mintflower's second litter. I think it's a lot more tragic for Icewing to feel like StarClan is punishing her by not letting her have more kittens.

The fact she trained in the Dark Forest and brought her son Beetlewhisker in with her is haunting.

On that note, Petalfur... either needs more to happen with her, or I'm replacing her on the Beaver Quest. Rippletail dies on it, the other RiverClan cat really needs to have some amount of importance in OotS and possibly beyond.

Other things

Havenpelt is an ex-rogue who used to cause problems, but eventually was badly injured and RiverClan took her in for healing.

I am not fond of Lizardtail because he's boring, in spite of having really interesting kids. He is either going to be combined with Hollowflight or axed completely; more DF Trainees need to survive.

If it's an honor title, it's going to become Hallowflight. The title will come because he defects from the Dark Forest Attackers and runs a very long distance to get help/warn the others before collapsing from exhaustion. A sacred marathon of sorts.

Mousewhisker x Minnowtail REAL. Mousewhisker joins RiverClan after TBC, so we'll have to wait for ASC to be completed before I can give any details. But this is set in stone.

#Bonefall Allegiances #Bonefall Rewrite #RiverClan Family Tree

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thefloatingwriter · 1 year

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my personal nickname headcanons for marauders era characters <3

james -

jamie : marlene and regulus

jamie poo : barty and occasionally marlene

prongs : the marauders

sirius -

siri : regulus

padfoot : the marauders

remus -

rem : sirius

moony : the marauders

moons : sirius

peter -

pete : sybill and the marauders

wormtail : the marauders

lily -

lils : basically everyone

lulu : petunia (previously)

lilyflower : mary

mary -

may : marlene and lily

marie : sirius (jokingly)

dorcas -

cas : the slytherins

cassie : marlene

dia : her mum

alice -

al : everyone

pandora -

dora : everyone

pans : marlene (occasionally) and the slytherins

marlene -

marley : older friends (james, frank, barty, her parents, etc)

marls : newer friends (pandora, lily, mary, alice, etc)

mars : dorcas

emmeline -

em : close friends

barty -

bar : the slytherins, marlene, james, and peter

bart : james (jokingly)

crotch : james (jokingly)

evan -

ev : the slytherins

rosie : barty (EXCLUSIVELY. only barty is allowed to use it.)

regulus -

reggie : sirius

reg : the slytherins and james

bellatrix -

bella : her sisters and close friends

trix : rita

narcissa -

cissy : her sisters and close friends

andromeda -

andy : her sisters and close friends

dromeda : ted

edward -

ted - by everyone

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ggukkiedae · 2 years

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seri

[3:18pm, wc: 983]

(cw: talks of self-doubt and self-guilt tripping)

It was way past lunch time when Seri woke up.

In all honesty, she wasn’t even sure if she was actually awake. Not once did she move out of her position in bed, but she didn’t close her eyes again. The only time she did move was to check the time the second she woke up. How long has it been since 2:02? She silently thanked god that it was their rest day because sleeping in like this on any other day would get her in trouble.

A knock sounded at the hotel room door, but she didn’t bother moving out of bed. She didn’t even shout which, apparently, didn’t matter to the knocker. They had probably used one of the spare keys that were with the manager and Soobin to get in. Was it Soobin?

“Lily,” a familiar voice rang through the room, “hi. Why didn’t you come out for lunch?”

She said nothing but continued to stare into space. She felt the bed dip by her stomach as Yeonjun settled in the little area, a free hand brushing her hair out of her face. He placed the other hand on her forehead, checking to see if she was sick.

“No fever,” he began before getting off the bed and kneeling down so she could meet his eyes. “Tell oppa what’s wrong, baby.”

“I’m 21, not a baby.”

“She speaks,” Yeonjun smiled and poked her cheek, “why so lethargic?”

A simple shrug was all she gave. Yeonjun sighed but went back to sitting on the bed. This time, he pulled her up to sit next to him. Except, she immediately dropped her head forward onto his shoulder.

Yeonjun let her be like that for a minute, one arm wrapped around her and free hand lightly running through her hair.

“Today not a good day?”

There was the slightest of nods from her, which instinctively made Yeonjun coo and bring her onto his lap. To him, she may be an adult, but she was always going to be one of his babies. This is something she understood, which is why she just let him treat her like one.

“What’s wrong?”

There was silence for a minute, feeling like forever to Yeonjun, before Seri spoke in a whisper. “I feel guilty.”

A frown made its way to Yeonjun’s face. “What for, Lilyflower? You have nothing to feel guilty about.”

“You guys are working so hard to help me,” she began, “and MOA are working so hard to help us. I feel like I’m not giving back enough. I feel like I’m not doing enough for you guys.”

Hearing this broke Yeonjun’s heart, especially as someone who’s been watching her growth for the past five years. He saw how hard she pushed herself and by how much she improved. He saw her on good days where she was giddy about how much she was learning and on bad days where she felt like she was retrograding.

Seri was giving her all, but she didn’t see that. She didn’t see that, and Yeonjun was terrified that she’d eventually cross the line and fade into nothingness. He leaned back a little and lifted her face so their eyes could meet.

“Yoon Seri,” he began, “I have known you since you were a sixteen-year-old little misfit who preferred practicing your dance with Beomgyu alone than with the rest of the trainees because of how terrified you are. I watched you grow into your confidence until you started making your own melodies, writing music, widening your vocal range, and improving your dance all the way until you got your own Artist of the Month video. You’re doing more than enough. I see it, the members see it, and MOA see it. We’re all so proud of you, okay?”

He cut himself off by squeezing her face in between his hands and placing a kiss on her forehead. “Today is just a bad day, so don’t listen to that little mean voice in your head. Stick with me and the members. We’re right here for you, so don’t close yourself off, okay?”

Seri nodded, her heart feeling like it was swelling, but almost feeling like she was choking. It was one thing to know someone was proud of you, but it was another to actually hear it from them.

She place her head back down on his shoulder, trying to take breaths to calm her mind, but Yeonjun started talking.

“Seri’s vocals are literally what you hear when Heaven’s gates are in front of you.”

What? What was Yeonjun saying?

“The goddess of facial expressions herself has dance skill that matches, let’s go, Seri!”

“Oppa?”

“Seri works so hard, look at her notes from recording. Can I just say I’ve never seen anyone more critical about their own performance than Seri? Honestly, Seri already started of great, but she’s getting better all the time.”

Seri finally looked up and saw Yeonjun reading from his phone, twitter open with the search tab reading “YOON SERI” on top.

“These are just some of the things MOA think about you,” Yeonjun told her with a proud smile before frowning at his phone again, “I just don’t approve about all these “I think Seri and whoever are dating: with proof” threads. MOA should know better.”

That got a snort to escape Seri’s lips, making Yeonjun grin victoriously. “You see? You’re doing more than enough, and we all love you for it.”

“Yeah,” she shrugged, “okay.”

“Now come on,” he picked her up bridal style and walked to her door, making her laugh in surprise. “None of us have actually eaten lunch yet. Room service should be in Soobin and Beomgyu’s room by now.”

“Oppa! Put me down!”

The smile never left her face after that. She may have bad days, but, hey, at least she knows she’s got people that have her back.

taglist: @choisoobiniscute @strwberrydinosaur @1-800-enhypennabi @caratinylyfe @sunflower-0180 @1-800-minji @one16core @kimhyejin3108 @chansols @akshverse @jkebabayy97 @stopeatread (taglist/s open! just drop an ask or a dm <3)

#in celebration of one month since i saw tubatu live #i miss them a lot #seri.timestamp #seri.yeonri #seri #yoon seri #txt 6th member #txt female addition #txt female member

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boredbook · 10 months

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pt. 3

The Window & Cookies

CW: very briefly mentioned ED (eating disorder)

Lily let out a huffed out a breath as she laid on the porch, bored. She was waiting for Mary to get there so they could go roller-skating but, her aunt was probably holding her up. "Really Lily? Can't you sit up?" Petunia spoke up as she stepped out on the porch. "What's the point?" "If you sat up you would see Mary roller-skating towards our house right now, genius." Petunia's sarcasm wasn't even processed by Lily as she scrambled to get up and join her friend. "Mary! C'mon let's go see Cassie!" The two girls were already off before Petunia could even blink. She laughed, not surprised by her little sister at all. "I guess the news of the new neighbor's kid their age can wait?" Mr. Evans said from the driveway, while he stepped out of his car, causing Petunia to jump. "Dad! I didn't see you there. I made chicken pot pie, I'm about to put it in the oven." Petunia let her dad through the door and decided to tell Lily and Mary the news at dinner that night. --- The two middle school girls ran into the kitchen out of breath, giggling and shoving each other. "Wash up, y'all aren't getting anything to eat without cleaning up." Mr. Evans scolded lightly, while he sat down four plates on the table. Lily and Mary both chorused a 'Yes sir!' while they washed their hands in the kitchen sink. Petunia set down the pot pie in the middle of the table and went to the fridge to grab some drinks. "Lily, Mary y'all want tea or lemonade?" "Soda, pleaseee?" "Lily Marie, you know the rules, for dinner you can't have soda. You can have it for lunch, but not for dinner." Mr. Evans chimed in, causing Mary to laugh. "Can I have lemonade? We all know Lils will settle on tea." The four get settled at the table with their food and drinks, as usual Mr. Evans started them off by asking Petunia how her day was, Petunia talked about her college classes and a boy she met. "His name is Vernon? C'mon! He sounds like a dick." Lily piped up, while she pushed food around her plate. "Lily! Don't be mean. Dad tell her!" "Petal is right Lilyflower, you need to be kind but Petal, don't get caught up by older boys being slightly nice to you." "You are like really pretty Petunia! You and Lily look super similar, except you have brown hair. You both have like...super pretty eyes though! But you're way taller." Mary added, kind of unhelpfully. Lily huffed, "I'm going to be short like Ma! I want to be tall! Like Petunia and Dad." "You're twelve. You'll grow. Plus, it would help if you actually ate Lils." Petunia pointed out Lily's plate, her food was barely touched. "You and Mary were out skating all afternoon; you need to re-fuel." Lily slid down in her chair, cheeks turning a bright red. Mary frowned and took her best friend's hand in her own and gave it a little squeeze. Both of the girls knew Petunia meant well, but nobody knew about what some of their classmates were saying about Lily. Mary found it stupid, so what if Lily had more curves and was bigger? She's smart and deserves love. Mr. Evans cleared his throat and took a sip of his water, "Petal, didn't you have some news of the new neighbors you wanted to tell the girls?" He clearly said this to change the topic, as he usually is able to read his daughters well. "Oh! Right, you girls ready?" The two girls nodded, interested at what the news could be, "The new neighbors is two wives-" At that Mary gave a small cheer of "Yes! I love lesbians!" "- with a boy your age!" "What? Will he go to our school?" Lily sat up in her chair immediately, excited about the idea of a new boy. Petunia frowned slightly, "No I don't think so...I overheard them talking about his service dog and I saw them arrive home with him. It's a huge black German Shepard." "Well, you never know. You girls could go pay them a visit tomorrow? While me and Petunia go down to the church." Mr. Evans supplied helpfully. "I have some cookies you can take over that I made today." Petunia added on, smiling while the other two girls looked at each other excitedly. -

Lily and Mary made their way across the street to the new neighbor's house, both excited to meet the new neighbors. Lily held onto the tin box Petunia put the cookies in tightly, afraid of dropping it. Once the girls got to the front porch, they stopped. Mary looked over at Lily and asked, "Would it be weird if we peaked through the window here before knocking on the door?" Lily shrugged, which was enough of an answer for Mary. She walked carefully over to the window and peaked in. "Nobody is in there. Except for a tabby cat." "Sooo...we just have to knock." Lily concluded. Lily took in a deep breath and knocked on the newly painted dark blue front door. She heard the tabby cat meow loudly, like it was alerting the family of their arrivals. The girls heard a soft voice scold the cat, and watched the door open to be greeted by a woman who they could only describe as warm. She was older, probably a bit older than her dad, with her light blonde hair pulled back into a bun. The woman’s blue eyes lit up with her smile. “Oh! Hello there.” Lily cleared her throat and tightened her grip on the cookie tin. “Hello! I’m Lily Evans, and this is my best friend Mary. I live across the street. May we come in?” At the end of her introduction she held out the cookies. “Oh! Isn't that just lovely. Come on it girls!” The woman took the cookie tin and led the girls into the house. It was very cozy and welcoming, aside from the cat who was looming in the corner. Lily and Mary shared a look, both excited to see what will happen with their visit. Entering the kitchen it was just as cozy as the rest of the house, the girls made themselves comfortable while the older woman busied herself with taking the cookies out and making tea. While she was working, she talked with the two younger girls. “I’m Poppy Pomfrey-Mcgonagall. But you can just call me Miss Poppy! Are you girls okay with tea? I also have milk.” Lily opted for tea, while Mary preferred the milk. Once Miss Poppy sat small plates in front of the girls with two cookies and their drinks of choice. Miss Poppy didn’t sit down with them, but instead leaned out of the archway and called out to who they assumed was her wife and son. “Min! We have guests! Grab Remus please!” Miss Poppy sat down with her own mug of tea and small plate of cookies with Lily and Mary at the table. Soon another woman, who looked about the same age as Miss Poppy, and a boy, who looked their age, walked in. Trailing behind the boy was a huge black dog. “This is my wife, Minerva, and our son Remus. Who should be about your age!” Miss Poppy introduced the rest of her family. The boy, Remus, sat down next to his mom and the dog sat beside him, laying his head on Remus’s knee. Remus looked at the two girls, but Lily took notice of his avoidance of making eye contact. “Oh. They’re the girls who were peeking through the window. “ Remus said as he rocked slightly from side to side. Lily burned bright red while Mary burst out laughing. “Yeah, that was us. Sorry, we were nervous.” Mary spoke to him, taking notice of the small smile on the boy’s face when she looked and spoke to him directly. Remus nodded slightly, “It’s okay. I get nervous too. Snuffles helps me.” Minerva, who watched the three thirteen year olds while making her own tea, smiled. Remus was making friends.

Final part of the Prologue! I'll be starting on the offical first chapter after I finish a one shot I'm writing. I will not be posting this to ao3 until Its more complete :))

#maurders era #fuck jkr #remus lupin #lily evans #minerva mcgonagall #mary macdonald #petunia evans #poppy pomfrey #poppy pomfrey x minerva mcgonagall #autistic remus lupin #author is autistic #service dog snuffles

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murderoushagthesequel · 1 year

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gotta send more lesbian couples because lesbians <3

anyway

pandalily moving in together

here you areeee!

Dropped Weights

this one's just a blurb (technically 8 words longer than a blurb but shhhhh) but i think it's cute!

"OW. SHIT." Pandora hears a scream and a loud thump.

"Lilyflower? Are you alright?" she asks, floating into the hallway. She sees Lily collapsed on the floor, a box of weights next to her. "Did you drop the weights on yourself?" Lily nods, biting her lip and holding her foot in pain. She makes a hissing sound and rocks back and forth holding back the tears. "You know I love that you're all strong and fit and whatever," Pandora says, gesturing to the weights that have spilled a bit out onto the floor, "but I'd really rather you stay safe." Lily laughs at that, letting her foot go and lifting a hand for Pandora to help her up.

"Sorry, Pans," she says, trying to adjust on her feet again. Pandora gets up on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on Lily's cheek and guides her into the apartment, carefully maneuvering around the scattered boxes to get to the couch. She gets Lily an ice pack and a blanket, and makes her a hot chocolate, engaging in light, humorous conversation. "Thanks, love, you spoil me," Lily smiles.

"Of course, Flower," Pandora smiles. They'll move the rest of the boxes tomorrow. For now, they settle in together and watch Clueless.

#send me asks!#hag's 100 follower thing #hag's asks #blurb #marauders blurb #marauders #marauders era #pandora lovegood #lily evans #pandalily #pandalily blurb #pandora x lily #lily x pandora #fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #beo's corner!

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jegulily-stuff · 2 years

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this is the most random prompt ever but I would love to see Jegulily all trying to fly on one broom and failing miserably <3

I liked this prompt a lot, thank you <3

Here you are:

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"I promise this is going to work." James said, ushering his partners towards the middle of the lawn.

They both still looked unsure. Regulus was worrying his lip lightly with his teeth. But James was sure.

And he was prepared. He had the longest broom he'd been able to find in his parents' broom shed - not one of those agile little racing brooms. He'd thought this through.

"You want to enjoy flying, don't you, Lilyflower?"

"Of course." She said, with conviction. Then looked at the broom he was holding. "But I'm not sure how this is going to help with the vertigo..."

"You won't have to control the direction - and you'll have more to hold onto that just the shaft."

Lily's eyes lit up with amusement. "Oh will I?" She smirked. "I'll be able to get my hands on more than the shaft, is that right?"

James spluttered through a smile. "That's not what I..."

"Who's getting the stirups?" Reg asked.

"Huh?" James said. Lily was still repressing giggles.

"The stirups." Regulus prompted. "Practical concern - not an innuendo, if somehow it could've been. It's a one-person broom. So there's only one set of stirups."

He gestured to the smooth metal hooks by the brush.

"We aren't doing manouvers or anything, so I don't think it's important." James said. "We'll be staying upright."

"Yes we will!" Lily said firmly.

"I think Lily should sit in the middle." James said. "That ought to be the most secure-feeling spot. Unless you don't want to?"

"No, I think that sounds... good?" She said. "Or it sounds the least bad, anyway."

Regulus looked at James imploringly. "I'd prefer not to be at the back."

James reached over to pinch his cheek but he ducked out of the way. "You can steer. I'll be at the back." He turned to Lily. "If you feel unsteady, I can hold on to you, then you don't have to worry about keeping your balance yourself."

Lily opened her mouth as if to say that she'd be worrying about it no matter what, but then she steeled herself and took a breath. "Alright."

They climbed onto the broom. It was much more awkward trying to do that around other people, than it was on your own, but James was determined to make it work. Eventually they were settled, hovering a couple of feet above the ground.

They took off unsteadily, climbing higher into the sky. The broom was accelerating in off-putting, jerky movements.

"Sorry." James said, as it stuttered again. "It's an old broom. It probably needs warming up."

"I think it's me that needs warming up." Reg murmured. "I'm not used to this broom, or having two extra people on board. Sorry, Lily."

"S'fine." She said, not looking down. "We aren't very high."

They weren't exactly low either, but James wasn't about to point that out.

"I'm about to take us up higher." Reg said. "Unless you want to veto that."

"No, no." Lily said, stubbornly. "I'm fine. We should go higher."

Reg took them up over the roof of the house in a slow arc. The angle had them all leaning slightly backwards. James rested his feet in the stirrups for stability.

Lily pressed her back against his chest. The thin broomstick couldn't have been feeling like much of an anchor.

"Still good?" He said into her ear.

"I think my other solution was better." Lily said tensely. "I'm sure there must be a way to combine a Seasickness Potion and a Draft of Courage, to make something that'll cure vertigo."

She started muttering quickly about ingredients to herself, and James lost track of what she was trying to explain.

They swooped around the garden and over the walled vegetable patch. It was a bit of a slalom between the branches of the trees that grew around it. The broom jolted and dropped half a foot as they cleared the top of the wall.

Lily let out a squeak.

James was just adjusting his grip around her waist in reassurance, when the stirup under one of his feet suddenly came loose.

He kicked at empty air briefly.

It was an old broom.

But it wasn't really a big deal and James didn't want to cause unnecessary alarm, so he only redistributed his weight and settled back down. You only needed stirups for aerobatics after all, and they weren't doing that.

Unfortunately, James soon discovered that the problem was ever so slightly larger than he'd thought. The broken stirup had caused the binding on the broom's tail to come loose as well.

James heard a few twigs fall out and hit the roof of the greenhouse under them.

The broom began to lean heavily to the right. James could feel Reg trying to course correct it, but it seemed like he was losing control. He didn't say anything about it though, just tried harder to fix it. They did another shaky half-loop of the garden.

James could feel Lily's heartbeat rising where her body was pressed against him. He hoped his was calmer. Everything was still fine.

Or maybe not.

They tipped suddenly as Regulus had to do a more complicated manouver to avoid crashing into the oak tree the broom was dragging them into.

Without the stirups, James topppled backwards off the broom. He landed, bruised, in a large hydrangea, squashing some of the weaker stems.

Reg and Lily shouted for him in alarm. They'd both managed to stay aboard. That was some relief.

"I'm fine." He called back, as they careened away.

"What happened? Why did you let go?"

"The stirup came off. I had nothing to hold on to."

"Why didn't you say that?" Lily shouted.

The broom jolted again.

"I didnt want to cause a panic." James shouted, panicking. "Watch out for the chimney!"

Lily was clinging tight to Reg. The broom missed the chimney and clipped the top of the roof.

Should he grab another broom and try to intercept them?

"Can you get a wand and freeze the broom?" Reg called down.

Or that, that was a good idea too.

James snatched his wand from the picnic table where he'd left it, and tried his best to aim.

"Immobulus!"

The spell hit some of the broom's shedding twigs, which froze in midair.

He tried again.

Unfortunately, this time he managed to hit Reg.

The broom began to plummet.

James scrambled to cancel the spell, but by the time he managed it, the broom and its occupants were already crash landing in the duck pond.

He ran over.

"Are you alright?"

To his relief they both staggered to their feet in the waist deep water.

Reg had the root of a water lily tangled in his hair, and the whole plant came with him as he stood up.

Lily waded towards the edge of the pond.

James held out his hand to her. She reached up to him, but instead of letting him lift her out, she tugged him forwards as hard as she could.

James fell into the pond with a splash.

"Agh! Hey, come on."

"You deserved that." Reg said, picking plant matter out of his hair.

"You're not hurt are you?" James asked.

He shook his head. "Only my heart. Aren't you supposed to be my knight in shining armour and all that? How could you fail me like that?"

"I know what would make you feel better, sweetheart." Lily said to him.

And then she splashed water all the way up James' spine. He shook himself reflexively.

"Hey!"

Lily laughed.

He paused until she'd lowered her guard then splashed her back. Lily was already soaked from head to toe so it didn't have much practical effect. Emotional effect though? Well, it did exactly what he wanted.

Her eyes narrowed playfully, and he scrambled into a fighting stance.

The ensuing water fight was only ended when Regulus finally managed to disentangle himself from the water lily roots and promptly dumped the whole plant down the back of James' shirt.

They climbed out of the pond and sprawled on the grass.

"So," James said. "About your idea, Lils... A potion you said? Do you think maybe we ought to try that one?"

#jegulily #regulus black #lily evans #james potter #fic #answered #my posts

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remoony-lupin · 1 year

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chapter 1 - the boy in the bookshop

(this is on my ao3 - the fic is called 'the moonage daydream to his lady stardust')

remus lupin woke up to a cold and bright january morning. he’d always had a thing for blue skies, waking up when there was a patch of light shining through his cotton curtains, with the feeling that the day was going to be a good one. he didn’t know it yet, but this day was going to be better - well, at least the best he could hope for. remus got out of bed, searching for the socks he’d discarded on the floor the previous night, and slipped them on as he walked towards the windows. he opened the curtains and let a bright stream of light enter the room, showering it in pretty little patterns and rainbows. the sky was all blues and pinks and purples and fluffs of clouds streaked across the sky, as though someone had drawn them with a paintbrush.

the apartment had only been his for 3 months, but it already felt like home. on coming to london, he’d bought various things from home like his record collection, his plants (stuart, kiki, and jeff), an inexplicable amount of mugs and a couple of books that he’d accumulated over the years. however, remus had always been looking to grow his collection. books were a safe space for him; a world where he could be anyone and anything, live in the biggest castles, the prettiest cottages, watch someone else grow and go through the phases he was going through. classics allowed him to feel a sense of solidarity and connection with those from the past, fantasy let him be the most confident, strongest, beautiful person and poetry let him see that he wasn’t alone - the fact that he could read and hold someone’s experiences and hopes and fears in his very own hands made him feel, well, it made him feel-

“boo!” a hand grabbed him by his shoulder.

“fuck me.” he whispered.

he turned round to face his flatmate lily.

“i was calling out for you, y’know.”

“shit. sorry. didn’t hear you.” he said, pulling her into a hug.

“daydreaming again?”

“you know me too well,” he grinned. “anyway, what did you want?”

“well, i was wondering if you had anything to say to me.”

remus mind buzzed. fuck, he thought, what have i forgotten this time? he’d remembered to lock the door when he came home from work, he’d put out the bins, cleaned the kitchen, made lily’s cake-

“fuck! happy birthday.”

“there we go.” she laughed.

“i’m so sorry. i was just thinking about… well, you know. and only just got up.”

“excuse me,” she mocked. “do you mean to say that you don’t spend every waking moment thinking about me?”

remus laughed. “of course i do, lilyflower, of course. how could i not? just look at you, with your ravishing looks, and pretty ginger hair, and intellect. and your obsession with loving people that are way below you.”

“you flatter me, remus. always the charmer.” she giggled.

remus’ stomach growled.

“ooo, someone’s hungry.” she said. “and don’t worry about breakfast. i took the liberty of cooking for both of us on my special day. i knew you’d be tired.” she smiled, hugging him.

after a breakfast of pancakes coated in too much nutella than remus would like to admit, he showered, brushed his hair (only to mess it up again), threw on a band t-shirt, jumper, jeans, patterned socks and docs, said goodbye to lily and left for the day.

thanks to his brain and stupid boss making him work an extra shift at the concert venue, remus had forgotten to buy lily’s present. he’d always been a last-minute kind of person, but he was really pushing it this time. remus has known lily since he was 14 when they bumped into each other on accident, whilst reading a book. hers had been pride and prejudice and his had been maurice. they’d been heading to the same english class and soon became the best of friends. they sat by one another every lesson, recommended books and music, and had been remus�� only friend forever. when he was 16, and felt ready enough, he came out to her as bisexual. and then, once lily was ready, so did she. for a while, people had thought they were a couple and, in fairness, remus had thought about it once or twice, but they were better as friends. platonic love was just perfect.

remus stopped outside the bookshop. it was his favourite and he always found the cheapest books with the best stories and sweetest covers. it was a run-down kind of place, vintage, one could call it, and had a comforting and warm air to it - which remus liked.

he stepped inside and the bell rang.

a boy looked up from the counter, one he hadn’t seen before. tattoos snaked up his arms. his ears were covered in small rings, studs and loops, particularly round his helix. a leather jacket sat on the chair behind him and remus assumed it was his. he had beautiful shiny blacked hair that was tied up in a messy bun with a pencil through it at the back of his head. remus’ eyes moved down towards his hands, which were adorned in silver rings. and his eyes seemed to glow with a kind of dark but soft energy.

fuck. me. he thought.

“can i help you?” the boy asked.

“errm, no. i think. yeah. i’m fine. all good. just, yeah, just looking.” he stuttered, his face burning up.

“alright, cool. well, let me know if you need anything.” grinned the boy, revealing a ring at the top of his teeth.

“gay. i mean, okay…”

oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. what the fuck was that? remus was sure the boy could see him blushing, not even in a cute way. just bright fucking red.

anyway, he could not let a cute boy - the hottest man he had ever seen in his life stop him now. he was on a mission and would not leave the shop until he was done.

he looked around the shop, thinking about lily. she was usually a classics type, liked old romances - but not the kind where the woman takes a passive role. the sort where she fought against her society, against the men and the time, and, although you knew she’d end up with a man, it was the journey she liked. now all remus had to do was find it.

he went over to the classics section and scanned the shelf. boring, gay, women, boring, too long, read already, gay, boring, sexist, genuinely awful and gay. clearly, the classics shelf had a lot to offer. remus ran a hand through his hair; this was going to be harder than her thought.

“are you sure you don’t need help?” asked the boy at the counter.

“ha, might take you up on that offer.” remus smiled.

“the strain of choosing a book, i feel you.” he said, walking over to remus.

“yeah, i know. i can never choose one. always end up spending hours in here, going over the pages.”

“well, what kind of thing are you looking for?”

“it’s a present for a friend. i kind of forgot it was today ‘cus i was gonna come yesterday but i had to work late because my boss is a dick and then i spilled curry on myself at 3am and cried and went to bed instead.”

fuck, he always did this, always overshared to the most random people at the most awkward times, great coping mechanism, right?

“sounds rough.” he said, giving remus a sympathetic smile. “almost as bad as mine.”

“oh?”

“yeah. i woke up late, missed the bus, which made me late for class, got shouted at by the teacher, forgot my homework, got shouted at again, cried in front of the class, stormed out, lost my keys, had to sleep at my mate’s house, listened to him and his girlfriend the whole night, watched eyeliner tutorials until 6am, got up for work, cried again, and i think that’s about it.”

“shit. slightly worse than mine,” he nudged. “but at least you didn’t spill curry on yourself.”

“no point crying over spilled curry.” the boy shrugged.

“too late for that.” remus laughed.

the boy laughed too.

remus smiled.

“anyway, you said you were looking for a book for your friend?”

“Yeah.”

“what kind of stuff do they like?”

“usually classics, with a female, feminist protagonist, something with enemies to lovers or friends to lovers, and where men don’t dominate the whole scene.”

“pretty specific,” the boy laughed under his breath. “but, i think i might have something.”

remus watched his eyes as he laced a finger across the shelf. they seemed golden in the light. and it was cute. really, really cute.

“ah-ha.” he said, pulling one out.

“little women.”

“little women indeed. have you read it?”

“yeah, a while back though, i think.”

“well, if your friend likes what i think they do, then she should really like this. it’s pretty beautiful and the story’s good and it’s very female-lead. yeah. should work.” he smiled.

“okay, cool. well, i’ll take it. how much?” he said, pulling his card out and walking over to the counter.

“usually 12 pounds. but i’ll do it for seven. because you look desperate. and cute.”

what? what the actual fuck? cute. this man. this fucking man had just called him cute. remus could have cried right there and then.

“haha, cool.” he said, trying to play it off.

he swiped his card on the machine.

“do you want me to wrap it for you? i can even put a bow on it, if you want.”

“yeah, sure. she’d like that. i’m shit at wrapping presents anyway.”

the boy picked up a roll of brown paper from behind him and cut a piece to fit the book, wrapping the paper around it and sealing it with tape.

“ooo, which ribbon?” he asked, showing remus blue, red and green rolls.

“the green.”

“good choice. my personal favourite.”

remus watched as the boy’s fingers looped the perfect bow of forest green. he went to take the book.

“oh, wait. hang on.” he reached up and pulled out the pencil that was holding his hair up. it all came tumbling down in a swath of shiny black and the boy shook it out of his face.

as if this man could not get any more pretty, remus thought.

the boy doodled a little smiley face and kiss on the paper.

“courtesy of yours truly.” he bowed.

“fabulous.” remus chuckled.

“have a good day cutie.” the boy waved as remus started to leave the shop.

“you too.” remus sighed.

and left the shop feeling a whole lot happier than he had done this morning. this boy had called him cute. this beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy had called him cute. and remus held on to that until the next time he saw him.

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fruitcoops · 2 years

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Could I perhaps request some fluff of James and Lily on a day off where they’re just chilling in bed and being cute?

(They’re my comfort couple and I haven’t seen anything with just them.)

Jily my beloved <3 Anyway blame @arewelonely for getting me in a Jily mood with her amazing fics. SW credit goes to @lumosinlove, as always!

“Lilyflower?”

“Yes, lover?”

“We have…a house. And a baby.”

Lily made a low noise of agreement from the general vicinity of her throat; her boy’s broad, callused hand paused to rub at the nape of her neck before continuing its slow strokes through her hair, and she let her eyes fall another degree closed. The bedside lamp was little more than a slit. “We do.”

“We’re 26.”

“Good memory,” she murmured with a smile.

James pushed the side of her head gently and she laughed, stretching both arms over her head until her back cracked. “I meant we’re pretty young to have that stuff,” he said, tired eyes twinkling. She reached up to poke his dimple—he caught her wrist and pressed a kiss to her pulse point, sending a flutter through her chest. “Like, really young.”

“Most of your friends have houses,” Lily pointed out around a yawn. On her desk, Harry’s baby monitor showed him still passed out in a swaddle. Good sleeper, that one. Just like his dad.

“Yeah, well, most of my friends are millionaires.”

“Mmm, right, I forgot I wasn’t special for having a sugar daddy.”

She couldn’t contain a wicked grin at the snort-laugh that earned her and shifted to get more comfortable on James’ lap, letting his thick thighs pillow her head. All that exercise had a purpose, apparently; her scalp ached after wearing a ponytail all day and giving him that weight was a welcome reprieve.

“I am not your sugar daddy,” James said firmly despite his blush. “I’m offended that you think I’d go for a woman who only loved me for my money.”

Lily frowned in false confusion, pouting her lower lip out while she twirled a stray lock of his hair over her finger. “But I do only love you for your money. And your muscles. And your house, and the presents I get, and…which one are you, again? The captain, right?”

“Ha-ha,” James deadpanned as he bent to kiss her forehead. Lily hummed happily at the brush of his soft lips. Someday, she’d have to thank Sirius for introducing her boyfriend to chapstick. His hair was still damp at the roots when she trailed her fingertips through it, and James lingered for a moment with his hand nearly covering the top of her head. “I love you.”

Silly, stupid heart. He’s said it a thousand times. No need to get hysterical. “Love you more,” she whispered into his sharp jaw. It was a hand-me-down pajama night—Lily was sure she had seen James’ father wear that exact t-shirt, though it had been in significantly better condition. Then again, nearly a decade of dating offered plenty of time to wear a shirt down to comfortable rags. A small hole in the neckline gave her a sneak peek of his collarbone, and she stuck her finger through it to guide him down for another kiss.

“We should go to bed,” James sighed when they finally parted. “I have early practice and you didn’t sleep last night.”

Lily nuzzled their noses together, curling into him. It was astonishing how easily he could read her. Nobody else had paid that much attention before James. “I’m cozy.”

“You’ll sleep better with a pillow, love.”

Not ‘I’m tired’. Not ‘move, my leg’s numb’. Not ‘we can’t sleep like that’. You’ll sleep better with a pillow, love. Lily exhaled slowly and watched the low light catch James’ thick glasses where they sat sideways from rubbing his eyes. “I will,” she agreed. “Be the little spoon?”

That brought a crooked, brilliant smile to James’ face, the corners of his eyes crinkling in his excitement as she dragged herself upright and made room for him to lay down. It was almost comical, really—her feet only reached his mid-calf when they laid on their sides, and her hair would almost certainly smother him without careful maneuvering. Nevertheless, he pressed back into her and pulled her arm over his wide chest with the kind of enthusiasm reserved for a kid discovering birthday cake, or maybe a puppy that had been given a new toy.

Lily breathed in his clean smell, all traces of sweat replaced by soap and lotion for his sensitive skin. His warmth reached her in spite of their swapped positions; James’ shuffling ceased after a few more seconds and his thumb began slow circles over her wrist bone. Always in motion, that one. Never a moment’s pause in rain or sun.

One of the many (endless) reasons she loved him so.

“Sweet dreams, Lily,” he murmured a few seconds after she switched the light off and tucked herself around his back. His voice was already rough from exhaustion, yet dripping with fondness.

Lily spread her fingers over his heartbeat. They had been together for their entire adulthood, but some days she still couldn’t believe how lucky she was. Anyone else, and she would hate sharing her space. She would be wary of any sort of legal binding, let alone having a child in her twenties.

But James was not just anyone. He was steadfast and loving to a fault, not with Sirius’ doglike loyalty (which Lily loved in her own way) and instead a kind of care that only came from an active choice. He chose to love her every day. He made an effort not to wake her for early practices and stroked her hair—stroked her goddamn hair—at night. He told her point-blank in the uncertain days after Harry was first born that his highest and best purpose was to be a father, and Lily never doubted that for a second. He never gave her reason to.

James was the first person to not let her down. Lily still wasn’t sure he knew that, or if he did, that he understood how deeply she loved him for it.

She kissed the top notch of his neck once more and felt his chest vibrate beneath her palm. In the morning, she would tell him. He’d be holding Harry at the table in their home and she’d tell him right there over breakfast in their tattered pajamas. Her heavy eyelids finally won the battle; the last thing she saw before sleep came to claim her were her lover’s wild curls mingling with her own fire-red locks in a dance as familiar as her own pulse.

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whiskerwands · 2 years

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James quoting shakespear to Lily <3

James standing on a common room table half drunk during a gryffindor party: “My Lilypad!

*Lily in a corner talking to Mary, her face scarlet, matching her hair.*

James: “Where art thou my Lilyflower?”

*Lily facepalms while Mary snickers.*

James: “But soft!” *Stumbles on the table. His glass of firewhisky tipping slightly.* “What light through yonder window breaks?”

*Crowd cheering*

*Marauders laughing while urging James to continue*

Lily: *Peeking through her fingers.*

James: “It is the East, and Lilyflower is the sun!”

Mary laughing: “Did James Potter, pureblood gryffindor just quote muggle literature for you?”

Lily: *Groans.* "Toerag."

Unknown to Mary a small smile was unfurling onto Lily’s lips. However much Lily would later deny, the butterflies she felt in her stomach when James looked at her that night were like fireworks <3

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annabellelupin · 2 years

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(Really) Random Marauders era hcs (most of which don't involve the Marauders themselves bc they're the only ones we ever talk about and the others are super underrated)

Dorcas is a Slytherin, Marlene is a Gryffindor, Mary is a Ravenclaw, and Alice is a hufflepuff

James loves cats and Sirius hates them (and they argue over James' cat like Hermione and Ron did)

Dorlene being an enemies to friends to lovers (yes enemies to lovers is overrated but it'd be sapphic so it's fine)

Regulus and Barty Jr. dated and Reggie really liked him but after Barty did some really bad things as a death eater they broke up (and its like super angsty)

Also Reggie had a crush on James during his first few years of Hogwarts but never told him bc he didn't want to get rejected

and ik I say this quite often but regulus is a he/they/it transmasc and is asexual (I'll stop constantly bringing it up when it's pretty much canon)

Remus lowkey disliked Sirius their first year of school bc he thought that he never took anything seriously (lowkey ironic that Sirius is never serious) and thought he was super annoying

It took Lily a little while to realize her feelings for James (mainly bc she was in denial) and actually fell for him sometime 6th year

Marlene is in the same year as Lily, Dorcas and Mary are a year above them, and Alice is two years above lily

Speaking of which Dorcas and Mary have been besties since first year and are super close

Lily became friends with Dorcas and Mary her second year and Marlene and Alice her first

Marlene became friends with Mary and Alice when Lily did but took a bit longer to warm up to dorcas since they're a Slytherin

and also Lily and Marlene became besties like 3 days into their first year after marls beat up someone for calling Lily names and then they bonded over how stupid they thought James and Sirius were

Marlene is a complete simp for her gf and that's just a fact

Mary has vitiligo (and somewhat unrelated but is that one hot friend that just doesn't realize how attractive they are)

Dorcas is friends with Regulus and hangs out with him and the house elves sometimes

Alice pretty much mother's her friends and she's pretty much adopted them

Andromeda parents Regulus (and tried to parent Sirius only to find it was pointless)

Marlene has shown up to breakfast wearing a Slytherin tie and skirt at least twice and coincidentally Dorcas showed up on the same days wearing a Gryffindor skirt and tie

Mary has a hufflepuff gf who is a she/they trans woman named Delilah who's the sweetest person you'll ever meet but is slightly embarrassing but also really precious (this is canon but irrelevant to the plot so it was never mentioned)

also Mary is a total gay theater kid and created a theater club at Hogwarts and they put on many plays and musicals for the school

and lily and dorcas have a book club

Marlene has probably started some of track club simply just to put all of the guys who join to shame (or maybe a weight lifting club, who knows? either way she's a total girl boss and puts all of the toxic guys in their place)

also,,, just, just think about this for a moment, theater kid Regulus (explains why he's so dramatic all the time the dudes just tryna live out his best life as an anti villain or whatever idek)

Lily, Marlene, Dorcas, Mary, and Alice have matching friendship bracelets that Alice made for them (the bitch is honestly amazing at making jewelry with the little beads she makes rings, necklaces, chokers, and bracelets and they're always absolutely perefection)

Alice almost definitely made a jewelry making club and tried to teach others how to do it but is that person that makes it look so easy when it's really not

each of the girls has a lil nickname(s)

Lily's are lils and lil lilyflower (Marlene gave her that one)

Dorcas' are cass and dorky (given to her by marls and mary)

Mary's are mare and em

Alice's are ally and mom

Marlene's are marls and lena

they've came up with other stupid nicknames for each other as well but those are the main ones

they're just the prefect squad of besties tbh

usually they'll have sleepovers in Lily and Marlene dorms since those are the only two who stay in there so when they stay it's just them

also they have sleepovers quite often

by that I mean they practically live together

especially Dorcas after she starts dating Marlene those two are pretty much inseparable

Mary dyes their hair a lot and it concerns Alice

Dorcas plays the ukulele and no I will not elaborate

also Lily plays the violin and is actually amazing at it

they do each others nails and gossip on a daily basis bc its fun to hang out and spill the tea with your besties

also they pretty just share clothes, makeup, and jewelry and they don't even ask each other usually they'll just take it and a few days later bc like oh yea I borrowed this but u can have it back now it's like an unspoken agreement tbh

marls just pays lily and mary to do her work 90% of the time (Alice won't do it bc she thinks it's wrong to cheat and Dorcas used to either say no or get the answers wrong on purpose just to spite her when they were still enemyish rivals and then doesn't charge her at all when they're together)

ok so they lowkey seem like those kinda parents that'd force their kids to be bffs like them idk why tho

also Marlene is the rich wine aunt

and fudge and what's his name were never the ministers of magic Dorcas was the Ministress of Magic while Harry was at Hogwarts and her and Marlene (the captain of the holy head harpies) are a total power couple

Lily becomes the potions professor, Alice opens a plant & tea shop, and Mary writes plays and they just live happily ever after the end

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