your red like wine fic changed my life. i cannot get over the emotions that made me feel. you put your entire soul into that fic. i owe u everything
Hey Anon,
I'm so happy something I wrote was able to impact you this way. There's nothing more humbling for a writer. The fic was a present for my very dear friend, so it's great to see that you picked up on all the effort that I put into it. Thank you for reaching out and brightening my day 💙
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it's lily who finds him. he's lying on the topmost bench on the quidditch stands, drenched and on his back, eyes open and narrowed against the rain. he's crumpled that leather jacket he loves so much into a lamentable pillow.
"i don't need your pity party," he says when she reaches him. she almost doesn't hear over the downpour. she wouldn't have if she hadn't seen his lips move, if she didn't know his voice so much that she can pick it up from anywhere.
she rolls her eyes. "you need a fucking umbrella," she points out, casting a drying spell and then sitting on the space beside his head.
sirius glares at the overly bright yellow umbrella now blocking his current best friend: his stupid, unforgiving ocean of nimbus clouds. lily waits for the cutting remark, the blunt admonishment. it doesn't come. he just huffs, and then closes his eyes.
eventually, he says, "my god, i am a drama queen," the ice not quite melting, but noticeably chipping at the edges.
"yes, you are."
"my brother's a fucking death eater though. that's got to be worse, isn't it?"
"regulus is not a death eater."
he flinches at the name. "not yet. but like we all just fucking heard, he's clearly — "
"that's not your fault."
he clenches his jaw. "feels like it is."
"it's not."
"how do you deal with all that shit with your sister?"
lily keeps her eyes on the pitch, but the umbrella sags an inch. this. this is why she sought him after that whole regulus fiasco. because he gets it. maybe she needed the pity party. she says, "well, not by storming off to brood in the rain alone, for sure."
he opens his eyes to raise an eyebrow up at her. when she perfectly mirrors his expression as an answer, he breaks and laughs. "why're you even here," he asks irritably, but he's sitting up now, and he's slackened, and lily doesn't need to answer his question because they both know that he knows why she's here.
he pries the umbrella from her hand and holds it up for them because he's taller. more on her side than his, she notices, but that's because he's already mostly rained down on. when she puts her head on his shoulder, he says, "stupid. i'm wasting effort here holding this up for you and you get yourself soaked anyway."
"shut up."
"if you get sick, james will kill me."
"if i get sick, i'll kill you myself."
that makes him chuckle, at least.
they stay like that until the rain softens to a drizzle, neither of them saying anything. when the mist has thinned and all the greens start coming back through, lily straightens up. "sirius."
"what," he says, in that eternally irate, snobbish tone of his.
"you have more than one brother, you know that?"
—
sirius thinks, i've got three more, yeah. i do know that.
he also thinks, and an annoying sister, seems like. do you know that?
and: thanks for being here. i feel like i'm losing my head.
and: it's not my fault it's not my fault reg's an idiot and that's not my fucking fault.
he says, "your hair makes my neck itch."
lily laughs.
—
james, remus, and peter see that laugh. they don't hear it, being too far down, but james knows exactly what lily's laugh sounds like, that one and all the rest, so he, at least, might as well have heard it. he pockets the map and starts walking back inside to the changing rooms. remus and peter exchange a glance before following suit.
"we're leaving?" asks peter, craning his neck while he talks, reluctant to wrench his eyes off sirius and lily.
"yep," says james brightly. "kitchens. let's go."
"but there'll be dinner in the great hall now," says remus, checking his watch.
"those two won't be feeling like dinner in the great hall tonight," says james. "we have to get them the good stuff before they run out."
"but i'm hungry," says peter.
"we can eat there, we don't have to wait for them," says james. "come on."
he slings an arm each around them, and off they go to the kitchens, james smiling to himself all the way.
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i just realized something: one thing all the 5 "beasts" share is having their soul jams flipped upside-down, and in that part in the trailer where the beast's soul jams become the hero's soul jams. white lilly's jam is placed up-side down just like silent salt. that is then promptly followed up with a shot of dark enchantress cookie
Maybe it’s a corruption thing?
Silent Salt could’ve been the first to be corrupted, but I think Red Spice could’ve been corrupted first given by how we see them first, then followed by Silent Salt
White Lily turning into Dark Enchantress could be the cycle of corruption for power repeating with our heroes
Or I could just be completely wrong on this and I’m just making stuff up out of nothing
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᯽☆«Masterlist»☆𖧷
A/n: Yall, there are too little of jax x reader things around here. I have already read EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. Of the oneshots in this app. Inlcuding in wattpad and Ao3 its just.. GRAHHDHDH frustrating frfr, so FINE, i’ll make hc’s and oneshots abt tadc🙄🙄🙄 (im also gonna write for some other fandoms :3)
Requests: Open!
Fandoms!
(Its only a bit..)
(TDD) The dummy’s dummy
— Paris
— Polakov (still slightly struggling with his personality)
— Yumi Wright (PLATONIC. P L A T O N I C.)
— Lily Lalah
— Iris Lalah
— Darla
— Dorothy
— Nora and Atsuko Wright
— That Soldier toy
꧁ ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎ ꧂
(TADC) The amazing digital circus
— Jax (of course)
— Ragatha
— Zooble
— Pomni
— Kinger
— Caine
— Gangle
— Kaufmo
꧁ ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎ ꧂
(WH) Welcome home
— Wally
— Julie
— Howdy
— Barnaby
— Eddie
— Frank
— poppy
— Sally
What i will write:
Angst (im a sucker for angst /srs)
Polyamorous relationships
Romantic relationships
Platonic relationships
Smut/lemon
Yandere
Headcannon’s
Comedy
Reader requests
Oneshots
Horror
part for part oneshots (?)
Gore
Tropes (ex: Enemies to lovers, etc)
What i will NOT write:
Proshipping
Character x character (srry, this is an x reader only blog.)
Bad shit
Character x Oc
Any HARD smut, im not used to writing that shit
Any weird k!nks.. (ex: piss k!nks)
Hard smut (im not too experienced going down that hole yet :()
(You get my point shdhhd)
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It's warming up so let me give y'all your yearly summer reminder: if you see a "ladies get in free or reduced drink prices" at bars this is not a rare form of "female privilege" it is because you are the product that is on sale.
The bars are advertising to men that there will be a lot of women there who will be drunk. No (osa) man wants to go to a bar that's a sausage fest, so bars know that letting y'all get intoxicated for free (making you vulnerable and providing incentive for you to come) makes male paying customers come in. [This is also why they are allowing teenagers in with shitty fake IDs. They know you are underage girls, they just don't care about your safety. If they could advertise they have underage drunk girls there, they would. Stay Home.]
These spaces typically have an air of male entitlement that's stronger than other bars because they feel like they are already paying for your time and that you owe them for getting the free drinks. That your sexual availability to them is "part of the deal" for them having to pay to get in or to drink and you not having to. All the men are already walking around with the "I bought you would drink so you owe me" mentality in bars like this. So, while we get into the fun seasons of the year, remember to avoid places that purposely set themselves up as a lion's den. If they are advertising that a lot of women will be there, they are not doing it for women. They are doing it to use you as bait to catch more paying customers who will feel sexually entitled to you.
Be selective where you show up and allow yourself to be vulnerable. Have fun, but mitigate some of the risks you're going to be exposed to if you can.
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"Hey, Lily, did you know Elder Faerie used to have a different name? Back when we were first baked."
*Shadow Milk seems to be in a bit of a sharing mood today.*
- @corrupted-fae-king
"he did-?"
"well, I guess I should have known, it would be kinda odd if he had always been 'Elder Faerie' cookie, even before he became king.."
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<[Bzzt! I am Witness! I am here to assist my friend(s) with a strange project.]>
<[Bzzt! The "hypothetical" is as follows:
There is a phenomenon that can potentially transform you into a pokemon.
You cannot know what pokemon you will turn into. Any pokemon may be on the table. (Legendary and Mythical pokemon are highly unlikely, but the point is that Cinderace, Koffing, Alakazam, and Vanillish and more are all on the table. Some pokemon may be far less likely, but no species of pokemon is Not A Possibility.)
You cannot know ahead of time when it will happen.
You cannot know that it will happen to you. In this "hypothetical", your desire/choice does not impact what will happen.
You cannot know what capacities you had as a human will still be available to you. Some of those transformed have been able to inherently speak human languages, and while there are now tools to help those transformed with the language barrier, your ability to obtain them immediately or ever is not guaranteed.
The only people who will inherently Know that it happened will be you and anyone who saw it happen. Some may be able to ascertain it from context clues, if you find a way to explain it to them (recall the language barrier possibility) and with the help of knowledge that this can happen spreading, but this is not a guarantee.
You are responsible for obtaining help and accommodations. Whether you attempt to prepare ahead of time for something you cannot know the specifics of, whether you are in network with people who have tools suited to such things, whether you have the energy or understanding or tools to communicate your needs, is all on you.
There is a near-certainty that it will be permanent, and that you will never have a human body again. Even in the cases where you do obtain a human body again, you may be permanently altered, or not be capable of maintaining a human form for long. Those currently afflicted do not have any way of knowing if a "cure" will be found. Trust us. We've been searching.
This is not a flight of fancy, Boy It Could Be Fun To Be My Fursona For A Few Days sort of "hypothetical". The question is serious.]>
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