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jamespotterbbg · 1 month
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melaecrit · 6 months
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d'esser infatuato lo sapeva ben prima di settembre. anno 1976: si addormentano cullati dallo sferragliare delle rotaie; lei prima di lui. si erano presi una pausa dal felice scambio di aneddoti per dedicarsi l'uno alla gazzetta del profeta e l'altra —— a riposarsi, in effetti... l'aveva detto di esser stramorta e di non voler confusione- solo, Frank non aveva creduto possibile potesse davvero assopirsi.
  quindi lo sa, di provare qualcosa, quando le cede la testa ad una brusca curva, e trova il vetro in un tonfetto sordo- nulla che abbia messo lui in allarme. eppure il pensiero che fulmineo gli arpiona mente, petto, e viscere, appena s'accorge di quel che sta accadendo, lo spaventa. perché non è possibile si sia formulato da solo il serpeggiante desiderio, che trova voce col disappunto, a che non sia scivolata contro la sua spalla; è tutta invidia quella nei confronti del freddo, asettico, finestrino. e non sta bene neppure la stia ancora guardando. di trafiletto. giornale aperto, abbandonato sulle gambe. « alice? » sussurra piano, in un moto di panico trattenuto, confuso, che abbinato alla sua abituale fermezza, per fortuna, perde colore. anche questo gli è sfuggito arbitrariamente, vogliamo sperare. perché scientemente, nel pieno controllo di se stesso e del lume della ragione, non proverebbe a svegliare qualcuno che gli ha detto chiaramente di avere a malapena tre ore di sonno. per merlino! come accidenti dovrebbe giustificarsela quella mossa. a disagio, allora, conviene per il sistemarsi meglio a sedere. intreccia i palmi in una morsa, a far da ferma carte sul giornale ripiegato, e reclina il capo all'indietro, adattandosi più che può al rigido schienale.
  sapeva di essere infatuato a settembre del 1976, dicevamo. dal giorno dello scompartimento però, dalla volta in cui si è indotto il sonno, dimenticando di aver da raggiungere la carrozza dei prefetti, in quanto caposcuola, ha capito di sentire qualcosa in più. e di essere un'idiota.
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maluceh · 29 days
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senior citizen discount at the three broomsticks
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isabel-lillah · 15 days
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“Did you hear Frank Longbottom hooked up with Alice last week?”
James stood in an empty classroom’s door barely containing his laughter. Regulus, Barty, Evan, Dorcas and Pandora were gossiping so loud he heard them through the closed door while walking down a corridor. They were in so deep they hadn’t even noticed James walking in two minutes ago.
“What?”
“Yeah, apparently it happened at the Ravenclaw party last week.”
“But Alice? Seriou- James?”
It was honestly hilarious how quickly the slytherins (and a ravenclaw) paled after realising he was there, listening. However, they had forgotten everyone in the castle is a gossip - James included.
Plus, he's a gryffindor, so he has a bit more information about the situation.
So James just pushed himself off of the doorframe and joined in: “Did you know they’re officially dating now?”
“They’re what?”
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brbcryingintheclub · 9 months
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James “fuck it” Potter
Sirius “fuck me” Black
Remus “fuck off” Lupin
Peter “oh fuck” Pettigrew
Lily “fuck this” Evans
Marlene “fuuuuccck” McKinnon
Mary “fuck you” Macdonald
Dorcas “fuck my life” Meadows
Regulus “fuck everything” Black
Evan “well fuck” Rosier
Barty “for fucks sake” Crouch Jr.
Frank “fuck fuck fuck” Longbottom
Alice “what the fuck” Prewett
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star-ts-farts · 1 year
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Concept art and a lil comic based on @quetzzall Welcome home /Alice in wonderland outfits :D
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diioonysus · 8 months
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dresses + art
#portrait of sabina seupham spalding by federico de madrazo y kuntz#portrait of anne blackett by maria verelst#portrait of mary sylvester by joseph blackburn#portrait of lady and her daughter by philip alexius de laszlo#ms hugh hammersley by john singer sargent#alice crawford in the role of olivia in “twelfth night” by william logsdail#portrait of lady by jules louis machard#lady dr. m by friedrich august von kaulbach#i cannot find this artist for some reason#juene suissesse de brienz by joseph desire court#princess maria carolina augusta of bourbon by franz xaver winterhalter#portrait of josefa del aguila ceballos by federico de madrazo#princess tatiana yusupova by franz xavier winterhalter#portrait of a lady in a white gown by unknown#fairies by madeleine jeanne lemaire#portrait of a lady by hugh de twenbrokes glazebrook#phila franks by thomas hudson#portrait of marguerite de seve by nicolas de largillere#portrait of marie-anne de chateauneuf by nicolas de largillere#penelope bayfield by thomas hudson#portrait of louise-elizabeth of france with her son by adelaide labille-guiard#i cant find this artist so if someone knows please let me know#self-portrait with harp by rose-adelaide ducreux#portrait of irma geijer nee von hallwyl by julius kronberg#countess carolina maraini sommaruga by vittorio matteo corcos#portrait of millicent duchess of sutherland by john singer sargent#flaming june by sir frederick leighton#portrait of anne of austria by peter paul rubens#judith by eglon hendrick van der neer#portrait of donna franca florio by giovanni boldini
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goodomenshq · 9 months
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New goals unlocked! New targets announced! £750,000 and we'll add more pages to the graphic novel. Beyond that? We have some things up our sleeve.
Get your copy of Good Omens: the Official (and Ineffable) Graphic Novel on Kickstarter.
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solarisburns · 2 months
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Pandora Rosier who dreams of the future, who doesn't just dream of a boy drowning in a cave. but sees her brother laying on the ground; not moving, the normally cheerful Barty screaming for his mother in the dark. Who hears Dorcas' sobs ringing in her ears no matter what song she hums.
It's not just her friends she sees in visions, one day Marlene Mckinnon falls from her broom and a flash of her falling after being hit with a spell haunts Pandora for weeks. Lily and James bickering in the hall turns into death on Halloween. Alice's shrieks as Frank tosses her in the lake morph in screams of pain. Sirius staring at his brother across the dining hall melt into him staring at his brothers star from a prison cell. Remus reading alone in the library turns into his sitting alone at a graveyard. Oddly enough she never sees Peter though.
Pandora Rosier who is cursed with far to much knowledge and no power to change it. Pandora, who will see her own demise after watching all those she cares for go before her.
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ruthflemwad · 8 months
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one day i will run out of textposts to hatchetfield-ify. lucky for you all today is not that day
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people:”oh, so your comfort character died? i’m so sorry.”
literally me:”i’m a marauders fan. i cry about them at least twice a week.”
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dogstarmoonheart · 9 months
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the marauders snapchat s.2 pt.29
I’m so active dude; go me fr. 🤟😎
Someone said they left together. I ran out the door to get her. She was holding hands with Trevor. Not the greatest feeling ever. - The less I know the better
*kiss*
I do not own the rights to any of the original images. They were all taken from Pinterest
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theinkredemption · 2 months
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Character refs are posted (rest will be edited in)
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arliedraws · 21 days
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Oh man there is so much old art in my phone that I’m not sure is posted anywhere?? These are all from 2018-2020 which…seems so insane to me.
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Lily and James were pregnant with Harry when they were 19/20 so if your muggle/college AU doesn't have Lily freaking the fuck out between lectures, James asking his dad for a bigger allowance because now he has to buy more than redbulls, microwavable meals and alcohol, OR Sirius and Remus watching harry run around the quad while Lily takes a final and James is at wrestling/rugby/any sport practice, I don't want it. Bonus points if Alice "out of college and married, thus making her a 'responsible adult' in Lily's eyes despite being 23 and tired" Longbottom babysits Harry and forces him and Neville to be friends. Bonus Bonus points if Harry is born during Marlene and Dorcas's semester abroad, and when they come back and watch harry, everyone thinks they had a baby.
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fourmoony · 3 months
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hi, I just wanted to let you know that reading your writing brings me so much comfort and joy. Today, I found out that the person I’ve liked for the longest time has a girlfriend, and it’s been hard to say the least. It also didn’t help that I read an unrequited love blurb featuring remus as soon as I got home 😭 I was just wondering if you’d be willing to write something where the reader assumes that remus doesn’t like her because he seems aloof, but is actually just nervous because he likes her so much. I am so appreciative of you and your beautiful work, as always 🤍
this made me tear up. your words are so kind, and are the push i needed this week to keep writing <3 never in a million years did i think anyone would think this about my writing. thank you.
i'm sorry to hear about your crush; unrequited love is a tricky and heavy feeling. i have no doubt you'll find your person, though. as someone who's had my fair share of heartache, i promise, it won't hurt forever. my friends think i'm crazy because my advice is always to just let it hurt. but one day you'll wake up and you'll have run out of hurt. and you won't even remember what you saw in them, anymore. sending love.
P.S. i suck at writing shy remus so this is more like silent, unreadable remus. idk i'm tired. hope this is okay!
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remus lupin x f!reader - masterlist 1.2k words
cw - implied self esteem issues, smoking, drinking
Remus' thumping steps carry up the staircase only seconds after you call on him. You're facing the mirror when he arrives in the doorway, hair clasped to the side in one hand, and the other reaching aimlessly for the zip half way down the back of your dress. His eyes find yours over your shoulder in the reflection, a fond smile passing over his features when he steps through the threshold into your room.
"You look lovely." He comments, voice warm and smooth in the way that it always is.
Warm Remus, smooth Remus, so fond and kind, feels like home and everything familiar. His fingers are warm as he tugs gently at the zip, one hand placed on your shoulder for leverage. His touch is gentle, like he's afraid he might break you, and it lingers for only a moment when he's done. You swallow around the lump of want in your throat, the want for it to have lasted longer, the want for him to touch you and have it mean something. It doesn't do any good to want. Because you can't have, and you've had to deal with becoming okay with that fact.
"Thanks, Rem."
He nods, lips curled in on themselves like he wants to say something, a look in his eyes you've never been able to read. He says nothing, and he retreats with the promise to wait on you with the others in the living room. Remus does that a lot - refrains from the things he wants to say, stops himself short. You wish he wouldn't.
You're always wishing, wishing, wishing.
He keeps true to his word. Remus is waiting in the living room with Sirius, James, and a rather flustered looking Frank when you descend the staircase. It's only now you realise how lovely Remus looks in his suit. Partly because of how Sirius is wearing his - like he had a fight with it and lost. Remus stands when you appear, as if on instinct, and takes a step forwards. You smile, eyes catching on Frank who's looking at the clock like it's stealing time from before his very eyes. You suppose, in a way, it is.
"You okay?" You feel the need to ask, hint of a smile playing on your lips.
Frank looks alarmed by your question, a grimace on his face, "She's going to be there, isn't she? She's not going to, like, do a runner? Have you spoke to her today?"
James huffs a laugh, pats Frank on the shoulder rather heavily. The whiskey in his crystal tumbler splashes over the side and onto the rug. "Last I heard, Mary and Marlene had her pinned down in the make up chair, she tried, but they wouldn't let her."
Sirius barks a laugh. Frank scowls. He knows you're kidding. Alice Fortescue has been absolutely smitten for Frank Longbottom since she was thirteen. There's absolutely nothing that could stop her from walking down that aisle, today. Frank knows that as well as you do.
"Not helping." James decides, passes Frank a cigarette.
He mumbles something about not wanting to smoke inside and makes for the door. Remus gives James and Remus a pointed look, "Better make sure he doesn't do a runner, yeah?"
They're quick out the door like they actually believe Frank would ever do something like that. The only place he'd ever run to is Alice. And she'd have his balls for seeing her in her wedding dress before the ceremony. Remus gives you a familiar smile, a knowing smile, a smile he saves for you and you only. It feels like he's in on something you aren't when he smiles like that. Heat crawls up your neck, flowers wrap their way around you rib cage.
"You scrub up well, you know." Is all you manage to say, rather breathless.
Remus rolls his eyes, "I try."
A minute of amused silence, Remus passes you the glass of wine in his hand. The glass is warm from being in his clutch, but you drink from it anyway.
"I thought after the catering disaster this wedding wasn't going to happen." Remus admits, looking out of the living room window at where Frank paces the length of the front path, working his way through his second cigarette. Alice will have your head for allowing such a thing.
You hum a disagreement, eyes roaming Remus' face, it's so soft, so beautifully shaped. You've no idea why he hates his scars so much. They only outline his best qualities. The one over the bridge of his perfectly sloped nose, the one under his beautiful amber eyes, the one along his sharp cheekbones, and your favourite one: the one across his cupids bow, defining his soft, pink lips. It's a shame, really, that Remus Lupin thinks so little of himself. You'd give him the world should he only ask.
"I think nothing can stop a love like that," You murmur, soft and quiet, voice thick with something, "Not even a shoddy caterer."
Remus' eyes leave the front garden, meet with yours in a way that always makes heat explode in your chest. He's too much to look at, sometimes. It physically hurts.
"You always have such a positive outlook on life."
You laugh, shoulders shrugging, "Suppose it's habit."
"From?"
"Keeping you miserable lot from giving up all together?" You offer, smiling over the rim of your wine glass.
Remus laughs, genuine and unashamed. "Tell you what, at our wedding, I promise to be the one keeping everything together, how about that?"
He seems to flinch after that, like he's physically pained by the words coming out of his mouth. You flinch, too. The flowers around your rib cage wilt and pull tighter all in one go, a frown pulling at your lips.
"I wasn't aware we were getting married."
Remus smiles like he's in pain, "Yeah, well, step one would actually be asking you on a date, but I'm a right twat who's mucked all that up."
There's something self deprecating about him. You don't like it. Remus Lupin deserves the world. You'll give him the world. You didn't think he wanted that from you, though. But you smile, gentle and sweet in a way you hope he'll like. It feels like something shifts. Maybe the stars begin to write a story about you both. Maybe the sun stops it's rotation just for a second to watch you both.
The wedding car pulls up outside and Remus, seemingly eager to back away from the situation he's created, slams his own drink down on the table and makes for the door.
"Remus," You call after him, he turns, "I'd marry you."
You offer him a lopsided smile. His eyes search your face for any sign of a joke. He finds none. You hope he understands what you mean.
"How about a date first?" He asks.
You release a breath, a laugh, a smile. It feels like you're floating.
"Sure, yeah. That first."
The front door swings open and Sirius barges his way past Remus, panicked and disheveled, "I've lost the fucking rings!"
Remus sighs, hand in his pocket, hands Sirius the red velvet box, "Here."
You're laughing all the way down the path, shoulder brushing Remus', the start of something new.
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