"Lily encounters Snape in the battlefield" snippet
Sometimes I like to pretend I could write (also english is not my first language so I will make mistakes):
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"-dont! dont take your mask off, I will fucking kill you"
her voice was small but firm, barely a breath.
she knew, in the deepest of her mind she knew, she had known since that night in the gryffindor tower, where she had promised to herself she would no longer deny the person he had become, she would hate him entirely and see him for what he really was.
and yet, she really didnt want too see him now, dressed in death eater robes and wandless, which meant she had to either kill him or send him to azkaban where he would be kissed to become a wretched shell of flesh. "dont worry, Lily, dementors only kiss bad wizards, the worst of them all" it was him who told her that and even then she had been horrified to think it was possible turn a person into nothing.
It had been him who had found her and had brought a world of magic into a playground in the very unmagical place that was Cokeworth.
Now all she could do, as her wand shaked in her hand and blood dried in her face, was ask where had all gone wrong. Where the fantasy had turn so ugly and awful and they have had lost each other.
-leave- she hissed, and it seemed like a curse
-before I change my mind.- She finished, through tears she looked at him, eyes watery and aflame with the fury of accepting to herself (and him) that she still cared, always.
the black figure standed there as if petrified, hestitant, until finally apparating away.
When he left, it was as if a weight lifted from Lily, only then she remembered she was holding her breath, she could hear james voice in the distance screaming for her.
She descended to her knees, coughing, exhausted from the fight and probably also from the emotional angst but she was only half guessing."
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So I felt like I had to include word always, even if it was cliche XD.
I was gonna add a bit about James confronting lily on how he knows that she still worries about Snape and he is...surprisingly supportive of his wife´s horrible bf, I mean he still hates the creep but he doesnt want to reprimand her on her very complicated feelings (dont you just hate when your dear childhood friend joins a bigoted cult?) but I grew tired.
also lily cracking jokes after a traumatic event, harry is his mother´s son
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Sometimes I feel very sad that I didn’t just focus on one creative skill. I look at my art some days and go I wish I’d spent all my time making only that, because that way it would look better and I’d do more and it wouldn’t matter if I couldn’t write very well because my art would be amazing and I’d be able to make the stuff I really want to and maybe even get a job related to it and I wouldn’t feel like so much time was wasted. And often times it really does feel like you’re wasting time and everything is telling you to just pick something to focus on so it can mean something and you can never seem to pick one of anything.
And then other days I feel like an absolute GOD. Anyone else able to write your own fic and then draw art for it just because you can? Can you make an edit/amv after writing a silly little analysis post on the show/character that is so perfectly on beat and fits the lyrics and with transitions so slapping you get chills while watching? Can you write a short silly ditty on the guitar about how you’re feeling using the eight chords know and belt it out only a little bit off key then do a choppy little animation of your sona singing it?
I may not be the most skilled at all of the above, and it can be a little lonely to be a one man band who doesn’t play half as well as a lot of people out there, but when your power goes out or your wifi dies or you have a day off, everyone else is busy and you’re alone...
you play the best gosh dang music in existence
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I know there are as many religious good guys as there are religious bad guys in IDW, but I think I pinned down the reason why it feels like the most prominent religious figures are all bad guys and it's pretty much due to the worldbuilding.
Maybe my memory of the comics is just really bad, but the religious worldbuilding in IDW is....kind of trash honestly. I'm not sure there's a single religion or religious custom that doesn't exist solely to further the plot along. Like, it's one thing for the Camiens to worship the Primes and that causes a lot of stuff in exRID/OP, but what does that worship actually look like? What are their holidays, customs, religious texts? What about "spectralism" which basically the only thing we know about is the Festival of the Lost Light and some hippie color coding and aura shit? Like sure, there are characters who are religious and their beliefs come into play sometimes, but it honestly feels (especially in MTMTE) more like their religiousness only exists when it's relevant to the plot and it's just kinda. Disappointing eh. Lacking in worldbuilding. Plus the more religious a character is the more it's written as their entire personality and the driving force making them evil so it just kinda made me cringe to read honestly.
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like. yes. humans are terrible a lot of the time. but holy shit it's so fucking insane that we even exist in the first place, let alone that we've built everything that we've built, let alone that we still have access to as much history as we do, and if i think too hard about stories i feel A Lot because it goes back and back and back and throughout everything that we've been through as a species, stories have always held us together, stories and dreams and poems and it fucks me up sometimes because when i'm studying poetry it's easy to think 'ugh this is so dull' but then you read one tiny line and then you're punched in the gut and you remember that this was written by a person, a person who was alive, once, and that in your hands your hold a tiny little piece of their heart and their hopes and their dreams, and it's sort of necromancy, isn't it, to read what they wrote and feel what they felt, and we're human and we've always been human, and if we've always had stories and words and poetry then they're us, really, and we're them, and i don't understand people who find literature boring because it's just it's the sum of everything that the author's ever known, every experience they've had, every other book they've read which has been the sum of everything another's ever known and there's not really a point to this but we are indistinguishable from our stories, we are our stories and our wars and our love and and and and
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