Omg I love this 😂😂 I can totally see this happening. And the addition of Sirius is just so right 😇
OMG I was rereading TRBTY (as one does on a Tuesday evening 😅) and realized that today, August 2, is the day James proposes to Lily 🥰 it’s also the day Lily Jones left him but we’ll focus on the more positive side of things haha
Haha I honestly hadn't thought about it! Rest assured, they spent the evening cuddled up on the couch with Harry and a bowl of popcorn with m&ms watching the latest Spider-Man movie (for obvious reasons). 🥰
Me over here digesting all the jily content in October
Not having Derry Girls anymore got me missing even Jenny Joyce these days 😔
PLEASE POST THE FIC 😭😭😭 I CANT WAIT TO READ IT
Lol final edits now! should hopefully be up within the next hour my friend 🥰
hi can we have any Dead in Berlin snippets? <3
“I’ve had some intel.” Sirius said, she could hear the nervous lilt in his voice. The anxious tap tap of his fingers against the rough wood of the kitchen table.
“Intel on what?”
There was a beat of anxious energy.
“Intel on what, Sirius.” James sounded angry,
“About the accident.”
“I told you. Every bit of intel leads to a dead end. Whatever you have I guarantee it’s useless.”
“I don’t think it is mate.” Sirius said gently, “Look, I need you to sit down.”
She heard the scrape of a chair against the stone floor.
“I’m not sure how to tell you this. I didn’t really believe it myself…” Sirius trailed off, “And neither off us are sure how to tell you.”
“‘Neither of us’? Who else is here padfoot.”
I love life because there will always be a situation u think u will never get over and u always do every time
Thank you so much for the tag @practicecourts 🥰 this was a lot of fun!
B - “Before you go” - Lewis Capaldi
E - “Enchanted” - Taylor Swift
A - “All too well” (10 minute version) - Taylor Swift
C - “Cruel Summer” - Taylor Swift
H - “Hello” - Adele
L - “Lost boy” - Ruth B
O - “Only you” - Calum Scott
V - “Visions” - Cliff Richard
E - “Enough for you” - Olivia Rodrigo
R - “Rhythm inside” - Calum Scott
(I’m also a huge swiftie, in case it wasn’t very obvious 😝)
Tagging @ashotofogdensoldfirewhiskey @midnightelite and anything else who wants to join in!!
@annabtg thanks for the tag, here goes.
P - Perfect Day - Lou Reed
R - Rainbow in the sky - DJ Elstak
A - Ain't no sunshine - Bill Withers
C - Cold, cold heart - Norah Jones
T - This is the life - Amy McDonald
I - it ain't over till its over - Lenny Kravitz
C - Cello song - Nick Drake
E - Everybody get up - Five
C - Cocaine - Eric Clapton
O - One of these things first - Nick Drake
U - Uncharted - Sarah Bareilles
R - Run for you life, little girl - the Beatles
T - Two princes - Spin Doctors
S - Something so right - Paul Simon
oooh might just have to make myself a playlist with these ... well it seems that was not hard to do ... if you wanna have a listen click here
tagging @sedge64 and @beach-lover and anyone else who'd like to do this ;-)
Hi!! Hope you’re doing well 🥰
😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?
Hi hi! Thank you :) I hope you are also doing well!
I'm going to have to go with the supply closet scene in TRN. It's odd because I'm incredibly proud of it but at the same time also embarrassed. 🙃
She thought things might be different after all this time. After all, she was a mature twenty-three, not some wide-eyed seventeen-year-old just starting to experience love. She was practically seasoned by now, having fallen into and out of love with reckless abandon in the years she didn’t have James Potter in her life. Why should his return cause such a stir in her heart?
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And now, here she was. A vision in a traveling cloak as she entered Hogwarts castle, as vivid and beautiful as the day she left, he was certain. As heart-achingly beautiful as ever. How was he supposed to survive a whole year living in the castle with her again without falling back into the habit that felt a lot like being in love?
read on AO3 || 8.7k, rated M
cmon girlies we’re picking out a 10k+ single chapter fic on ao3 to read stomach down head turned towards our phones held next to our pillows as we move only our thumbs to scroll until our sedatives knock us out