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guys around this time last year, I started writing Fate Works In A Funny Way, and over the course of 2015 I managed to finish it. I’ve been really thinking about writing a new multi chaptered jily and marauders fic, with more layers, more characters and more development of the relationships. I have around 4000 words written already, but nothing is settled yet.
If I were to post it, would you guys be interested in reading that?
She started going out with him in seventh year.
(art by viria)
Harry, Mama loves you. Dada loves you. Harry, be safe. Be strong.
hEY GUYS I FINALLY WROTE AGAIN IM SORRY ITS SHIT
i wanna dedicate this to my buddies @bluesargenth @alrightevans and @weasleypumpkin for inspiring me even when they don’t mean to, ily guys
read it on ff.net
If you asked James Potter at what point he figured out that he was absolutely in love with Lily Evans, he wouldn’t be able to give you a straight answer. James didn’t even know the answer to that question, or even what love actually was.
You see, for James, love wasn’t about grand gestures or majestic declarations of love (that was something he’d learnt from Lily). Love was the way he felt everytime he looked at her.
The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.
So, for the first time since I’ve joined Tumblr, I decided to host a blog of the month type thing. Except this will more more of a Blog of the Holiday - meaning, Halloween. I will probably do the same during Christmas.
rules:
winner wil get:
runner ups will get:
(thank you to hauntedremus for the layout and sorry for borrowing it)
all we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign // Drive by Halsey
In Which there are a fair few arguments, some lasagna to die for and James Potter meets Vernon Dursley.
In which we meet Emmeline Vance, may the force be with you and it’s the holidays at last.
“You say that you're no good for me, Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve And I swear I hate you when you leave, But I like it anyway”
Jane Lockhart, Not Another Happy Ending
Lily had always seen James Potter exactly for who he was. Something tragic happens over the summer and suddenly she can't seem him at all. Heavily inspired by the acoustic version of "Concrete Angel" by Christina Novelli. J/L One-Shot, Marauders Era.
Seriously, I don’t care if you listen to that song before, during or after you read this, but please do. | ff.net
It had happened during the summer.
James had gone out to Diagon Alley with Sirius. The plan was to have some ice cream, maybe get started on back to school shopping. It was supposed to be a quick visit, a one hour ordeal.
Mr. and Mrs. Potter trusted their sons but the wizarding world was more dangerous than ever. It wasn’t safe for two blood traitor teenagers to wander around by themselves.
For the first time since what felt like forever, James had actually decided to listen to his parents and do as he was told.
The plan was to: get in, buy whatever it was that he wanted to buy, then get out. Simple, easy, quick, safe.
She wasn’t supposed to be there. Such was the case, she wasn’t usually where she ought to be.
In which everything gets both simpler and more complicated, and time has an awful habit of flying by quickly.
