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thegreatestofheck · 4 years

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Heck’s Masterlist

OBX Masterlist

Since some of my fics are getting long, here’s a masterlist of everything I’ve made so far in relation to Outer Banks! It will continually be updated as more fics, blurbs, and requests are added!

Also, my requests are open! I don’t generally do smut, but I’m open to mostly anything else!

JJ Maybank

Requests:

Jump - You are John B’s sister and you’ve been following him around your whole life. After deciding to make your own path, you find yourself caught up with a boy who is no good and JJ is the only one who can get you out of it.

Wedding Dress - JJ makes a promise to himself that he’s now not sure he can keep.

Run - You’re John B’s sister and after sending him off on the Phantom, it’s up to you to cover for him. But Ward Cameron is still your legal guardian and he comes to collect his property.

Ransom - John B’s sister is taken by the square groupers. In exchange for her life, they ask for the compass and a heavy ransom price. It’s a race of time as the Pogues, with the help of Sheriff Peterkin, journey into the marsh to save her life before the clock runs out.

Not So Unrequited - in the middle of an argument with your best friend, he says something to you that you had never wanted to hear.

i love you - your relationship with JJ had always been rocky, built on a mutual desire for affection. that doesn’t mean he would never break your heart.

fill the void - she always felt alone, so when he needed her most, she couldn’t resist.

promises, promises - You and JJ have an unspoken thing, passed only though stolen glances and half serious flirting. But the day after he takes the fall for Pope, you find yourself standing at a crossroads; do you step in to protect him from his dad, or do you stay out of it?

Series:

Ocean and Alcohol - (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, Epilogue, Rafe’s POV) You’re a kook, but your life is less than ideal. After a fight with some of the other kooks, you let slip a little about your home life to one JJ Maybank, who is more than intrigued. (reader insert with a name, tw: abuse, canon content)

Tempest and Gin - (1, 2) The gold is gone, but Elma’s problems are just beginning. With her dad in police custody and her mom once again AWOL and refusing to pay for legal council, Elma and Ms. Lana struggle to get through the trial with a court appointed lawyer. At the end of her rope, Elma finds herself juggling friends, family, rivals, and enemies as she struggles to keep her wits about her and do the one thing she’s always done; protect Kid.

Girl With No Heartbeat - (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8) After a near death experience, JJ is saved by a girl in the water. When he and the Pogues find her washed ashore the next day, they are more than surprised to discover that she isn’t your everyday girl. (mermaid/siren au, canon divergence)

Imagines:

Sweet as Honey, Hard as Steel - JJ’s girlfriend is the complete opposite of everything one would expect. A straight A student with big life goals, Elena has never been the drinking, smoking, fighting type. And JJ wouldn’t have it any other way.

Coward - Your mom just passed and your absentee father has come to collect you. But that means leaving the life you knew and loved, including your best friend (and a little more), JJ Maybank. But he isn’t ready to hear what you have to say on your last night together.

Rafe Cameron

Series:

Fire and Storm - Rafe Cameron had always wanted her. He wanted to be hers and he wanted her to be his. But she wasn’t and he was slowly beginning to realize that he never would be. (this is Rafe’s POV for a bit of another series, Ocean and Alcohol)

Requests:

Better - Secretly dating Rafe as JJ Maybank’s sister isn’t the easiest thing, especially when your brother finally learns the truth.

Imagines:

Meant to Be Yours - Rafe Cameron, your boyfriend, was more broken than you realized. He wants more from you than you can give. (based on the song “Meant to Be Yours” from Heathers the Musical)

John B

Imagines:

Girl Crush - You spent years yearning after John B, your best friend. You just didn’t realize it until he fell in love with the most beautiful girl on the island...and it wasn’t you. After that, only Sarah Cameron was on your mind. (based on the song “Girl Crush”)

Tethered - (routledge!reader, John B’s little sister) Surfing the surge was a Pogue rite of passage. You had been waiting for the next big storm to show your older brother that you were ready to be one of them. But the storm was stronger than you or your brother could have imagined.

Just Come Home - (routledge!reader, John B’s little sister) You come home one day to find your brother bearing harsh news.

Series:

By Dawn - (1, 2, 3) John B meets a mysterious girl at his court ordered group therapy. After spending weeks trying to get to know her, he slowly realizes that she’s a tough nut to crack. But then one day, she leaves him a cryptic message...the night before she goes missing. With the disappearance of his father still so raw in his mind, John B refuses to lose anyone else. And he will stop at nothing until he finds her.

Sarah Cameron

Imagines:

Kie Carrera

Imagines:

For Forever - When you’re parents find out that you’ve been secretly dating your best friend, Kie, they go off on you. Afterward, she comforts you, reminding you that blood doesn’t mean family. (tw: homophobia, found family to the max)

she - As a Pogue, having a crush on Kie Carrera was almost a prerequisite. You knew that all the boys were crushing on her, at least a little bit, but accepting your own feelings for her is a different matter. (reader has a crush on Kie but isn’t really ready to admit her feelings)

Requests:

Nothing More - You’re secretly dating one of the Pogues and your brother is starting to become suspicious. The only problem; he’s fixated on the wrong friend.

Pope Heyward

Imagines:

Nothing to Prove - Pope helps you with some relationship problems. Later, while hanging out with your boyfriend, you realize that running from your fears got you nowhere and the only place you wanted to be was with Pope. (very soft)

Delivery Boy - With an absent mother and a distant father, you’ve always felt alone living in your empty house. But a certain delivery boy might be the one thing that makes running an estate worth it.

Seires:

Bare Bones - (Preview, Theory 1, Theory 2, Theory 3) Pippa Cantu has always been a little…strange. With a knack for knowing everything there is to know about every conspiracy, every mystery, and every weird happening, she doesn’t have much time (or desire) for friends. But when her chemistry lab partner asks her to join him and his friends on a hunt for the Royal Merchant, she just can’t say no.

Kelce

Series:

Simple Melancholy - (2) Jemma “Little J” Maybank finds herself a little over her head when she accidentally falls for a boy from Figure Eight. Between her overly protective brother and Kelce’s incredibly rude friends, neither of them are sure how they’re going to make it, but they’re determined to.

General (Everybody)

Imagines:

Do Not Stand - One of the Pogues passes away and leaves a message for her friends. Each of them take it in a different way.

Series:

Little Village - (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, Finale) As the oldest of the Pogues and John B’s big sister, June always acted as their mother. She helped with assignments and studying, helped pay bills when it was needed, made dinner, reminded them about hygiene. But then she got pregnant and her boyfriend left and suddenly she found herself unable to do all those things she was once able to. When they say it takes a village, she wasn’t entirely sure they meant a bunch of teenagers. (post-canon, I haven’t decided who the love interest will be or if there will be one at all, so that’s why its here)

Requests:

Homeward Bound - After spending years abroad at a boarding school, Kie’s sister returns to the Outer Banks. The Pogues quickly realize that, despite her cold exterior, there is a free spirit inside her just longing to break free.

A Bunch of Love Stories Masterlist - A series of fics based on Taylor Swift’s album “Fearless”.

Outerbanks Playlist - This is just a list of songs that remind of the Pogues and other characters in the show. A few of the songs are connected to some of my fics as well!

ATLA Masterlist

Zuko

The Sun, The Moon, and the Stars - She is a non-bender from the Southern Water Tribe who somehow found herself smack in the middle of Fire Nation central, where a young prince is fighting an internal battle she hopes to help him win.

Harry Potter Masterlist

Fred Weasley

warm - you and your husband survive the second wizarding war, but so do some of Voldemort’s old followers, and they are hell bent on revenge.

Severus Snape

The Other Her - Severus Snape had two friends while he was at school. One, every body knew as Lily Evans. The other was you, an unknown student who wanted nothing more than to be noticed by your friend. You couldn’t help but compare yourself to the Gryffindor heartthrob every time he mentioned her name.

Only One - You return to Hogwarts years later to watch your son’s Quidditch match, only to find yourself a little bit in over your head.

Criminal Minds Masterlist

Derek Morgan

breathe again - he saved her life and now she has to deal with the aftermath. he’s there to help her every step of the way.

Aaron Hotchner

dark of the night - an agent gets taken in the middle of an investigation. in a race against time, the team at the bau must find her by diving into her deepest secrets. when a video tape arrives with horrible images of the state of their friends, aaron hotchner realizes just how terrified he is of losing her.

The Musketeers (BBC) Masterlist

Porthos

enough for you - the wife of a musketeer reflects on her relationship with her husband while Porthos watches from the sidelines.

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monbeauloup · 3 years

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Characters from the Marauders era as Taylor Swift albums

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐧!! ♡

❉───────•~❉•᯽•❉~•───────❉

Sirius Black is Reputation 100 %. This album just radiates his badass and confident energy.

James Potter is Lover. This album radiates positive energy, good vibes and just makes you want to smile and dance. It fits his bubbly personality.

Remus Lupin is Folklore. No questions asked. august and invisible string are literally about him and Sirius. He would also absorb the cottagecore/dark academia aesthetic of this album.

Marlene McKinnon is Fearless. That was an easy one bc she’s literally this strong, fearless character and her and Dorcas deserved a love story moment.

Lily Evans/Potter is 1989. She would love this album and bop to Shake it Off in the common room. New Romantics also gives off major Jily vibes.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 ♡

#sirius black #james potter #remus lupin #marlene mckinnon #lily evans #marauders #marauders era #wolfstar #harry potter #taylor swift

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gryffindormischief · 4 years

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slump

A/N: this is for lovely @petals-to-fish, the best petals, because I said I was in a slump and petals said well write a fic about it. hehehe.

SULTRY SULTRY SULTRY! You have been warned.

FF and Ao3!

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By the time the locker room door slams shut, James has already pulled one shin guard free and moved on to the opposite arm guard, messily tugging at the buckles. Once he nears his locker, he fires them inside and grabs the collar of his deep blue practice robes and begins wrenching them over his head, only to be stopped halfway through by the insistent pull of his remaining arm and shin guards. Which, in his currently fully frothed up rage, is a highly unpleasant situation.

He’s begun a low, indistinct growl in his throat when the locker room door slams open a second time. “It’s one damn practice and I don’t give a shit if it’s unsportsmanlike to - ”

A snort sounds. The only thing he can stand less than an enraged talking to from coach right now is a smug one.

And James is ticked off enough that he turns around to tell him so - only to find a shorter, red haired, and slightly more intimidating someone waiting and watching.

“I thought you were coach,” James manages.

“Coach Benson?” Lily scoffs, “He’s the size of a damn house!”

“We’ve always said you’re a troll in our hearts - and ears - when in a strop.”

Lily narrows her eyes. “I wouldn’t say I’m the one in a strop right now.”

As it is often wont to do, the mention of his foul mood brings said foul mood right back to the fore. “Can we please not talk about it?”

He sounds a lot more dejected than incensed than he was going for, eyes embarrassingly filling with angry tears and clouding his vision so he can’t quite see the buckles clearly enough to fumble them open.

Gently, Lily makes her way toward him, fingers finding and releasing the straps with sure, quick flicks. James blows out a breath while she throws the guards into his locker, then begins bunching his robes at his side. He smiles down at her, weakly. It’s not forced - he can barely keep a genuine smile from his face when Lily’s around, but he’s just so - frustrated.

With a soft touch, he brushes her hands away and resumes his earlier work of lifting the robes over his head. “I’m not a total incompetent, despite what my Porskoff Ploy made it look like today.”

He hears Lily let out a huff of a laugh while he blindly wanders toward the laundry bin so he can toss the sweaty, smelly, mud and misery stained garment out of his sight as soon as possible.

Lily’s barely half an arm’s length away when he turns, and he jolts backward, shoulder blades smacking into the gold and blue painted cinder block walls. “What the hell Evans?”

There seems to be a war within her regarding the appropriate reaction - full-on laughter or the old tried and true ‘you loveable idiot’ eye roll, so she settles in between at casual bemusement. “What would the boys say if I told them their fearless leader was such a baby?”

“Sirius knows you’re creepy when you sneak around.”

She finally does laugh now, stepping in closer so her chest nearly presses into his, so if he turned his gaze from her eyes he’d see clear down the front of her sundress. “I meant the team, smarty pants.”

“I mean they’re all a bit terrified of you too. Except Dorcas - she doesn’t like being called a boy by the by, and - bloody hell,” James jerks back again, knocking his head into the wall a bit so he sees stars. Or maybe that’s because Lily’s hands are currently under his shirt, tickling up his sides.

Lily frowns and starts to pull away. “Do you not want - ”

Desperately, he shakes his head, nearly causing his glasses to slip from his nose. Hell he should not still feel this gormless when Lily Evans...Potter is looking at him like this. But he is, and she is, and his goggles are still strapped around his head so when he nervously goes to ruffle his hair, his finger gets caught in the strap.

Their eyes connect and soon enough they’re both dissolved into giggles, Lily’s forehead pressed into his sternum. “I didn’t forget Dorcas - she already knows you’re a baby.”

When their laughs quiet, Lily’s already begun resuming her under-the-shirt exploration of his chest and she can definitely see how rapid his breathing has become. And even if she doesn’t notice that, he’s fairly certain his heartbeat is echoing off the walls at this point.

She presses a kiss to his neck, warm and lingering, and he only has half a thought of how he must smell like sweat and dirt and maybe even a little body odor before she kisses him again and one hand slips from his side down his thigh. It’s a bit odd, but honestly Lily can do what she likes as far as he’s concerned.

Except when it seems like she’s trying to curl his leg around her hips and lift him against the wall. He’s got no qualms with playing damsel to her gallant knight - particularly last May after Prongs got a little wild and trampled Bathilda’s prized zinnias - but Lily’s so tiny. He’s going to snap her in half if she tries to pick him up.

When he says as much Lily pulls away from her exploration of his jawline with a frown. “I’m ravishing you.”

“You’re going to tip over.”

She presses her hips into his in gentle, repetitive motions, and while it’s not a verbal argument, it’s convincing nonetheless. For a time.

“Lily please.”

Lily’s mouth finds his, her fingers slipping into his hair, pale yellow nails scraping at his scalp, and he almost forgets again. But he’s a bit bullheaded. Or so Da has always said, usually followed by a groan and ‘wait until I tell Mum.’

He somehow gets the motivation to grasp her shoulders, pull their bodies apart a bit, and by the time they’re gaping at each other with red lips and heaving chests, James can’t quite recall what his reason was.

Particularly since Lily’s impatient glare is a bit terrifying even when not aimed at you squarely.

“I really don’t think you should pick me up and well - ”

She blinks.

“I’m twice as big as you, Lily. Physically speaking.”

In her first show of possible compromise, Lily nibbles the corner of her lip in thought. Then she drops his leg and quickly turns. For a moment, he thinks he’s really ticked her off and she’s going to leave him and his now very real predicament alone for a cold shower.

Instead, she scans the room and her eyes settle on his locker cubby before turning back toward him with a dangerous gleam in her eye.

“Have a seat Potter.”

“In the locker room?”

“Is that not something you normally do in here?”

His jaw works helplessly, even as he begins making his way toward his locker. “I mean not that kind of - have a seat?”

When Lily nods, she’s fighting the laughter that he knows must be bubbling in her chest at this point, and James feels an answering smile lift his lips. “Yes ma’am.”

After he does as instructed, Lily follows, undoing the bottom few buttons on her dress, revealing miles of skin, and those little plain white sneakers she wears whenever given the chance. She’s got a bruise on her shin from last week when they rearranged the living room for the eight hundredth time, and a scrape on the opposite knee she earned during a wrestling match with Padfoot yesterday afternoon. Neither of them takes losing tug of war very well.

James is recalled from his thoughts when one of Lily’s knees lands by his thigh, the other quickly bracketing him on the other side, spread so another button slowly works itself open on her sundress. He can just about glimpse -

“Alright Potter?”

He glances up now, hands following his gaze up her hips, ribcage, until his fingertips skirt the edge of her dress and tickle at her bare skin. With a nod, he tips forward and nudges the straps of her dress down so his lips can map the familiar expanse from one shoulder to the other, pausing to nip at her collarbone.

Just as he’s about to slip the top button of her dress free, revealing more of her hidden beneath the golden, red, and green hued garment, her hands fall between them and pull his belt open with more ease and familiarity than her previous work at his guards.

Lily pauses, warming her perpetually chilly fingertips with short breaths from her lips, wide green eyes watching him over her cupped hands. He can see the smile lines appear around her face as he grasps her palms and does the work of warming them for her, leaving errant kisses in the wake of his exhales.

Her impatience seems to grow as she begins wriggling her hands free of his grip while rocking her body against his and making James see stars a second time in the space of a half hour. “Lily.”

“You’re - you’re the one being so slow,” LIly whispers against his temple while she completes her earlier work, hands slipping beneath his clothes and nearly driving him batty with strokes, circuits, and touches that ratchet up his pulse.

Finally, he pops the last button necessary open on her dress, drags his hands around her waist, and they work in tandem to clear only the most necessary places to continue, all in the space of a few breaths.

When she arches into him, he tips backward, his carelessly discarded gear digging into his back, but he can’t quite manage to care. Not when Lily’s grabbing his hands, putting them where she wants, while she takes what she needs and gives him the same.

As they near the end, she pitches forward, palm landing flat against the waxy wood and forehead nearly knocking into the clothing bar embedded at the top of his cubby.

Instead, she tucks her face against his neck, whispers desperate words in his ear, urging, pleading, until they collapse against each other, pliant, satisfied, and utterly spent.

After a handful of moments, she stirs - he’d nearly drifted off - and presses a kiss to his lips. “Feel better?”

“Yes, thank you Dr. Evans.”

She laughs, only half marred by a wince when she lifts herself from his lap and begins righting her clothes. “I do love when you call me that.”

James zips his trousers and rises. “Well it’s what you are. Plus I love calling you doctor - it’s a bit tittilating.”

“Hopefully only regarding one doctor in particular,” Lily snickers as she sets the last button closed and blindly finger combs her hair.

He leans in to press a kiss to her forehead. “I dunno. Dr. Willis is pretty fanciable.”

“He’s practically old enough to be McGonagall’s granddad.”

“Silver foxes are a thing, Evans.”

Once his gear is messily shoved out of the way, James slings his arm around Lily’s shoulders while hers finds his waist and they pick their way back out of the locker room.

It’s only once his hand finds the door that he considers - “Lily we were quite scandalous just now.”

“We’ve been married seven years and have a baby, love. It’s no scandal to shag me.”

“But in the locker room - no locks!”

He shoves the door open before she can respond and finds himself face to face with the rest of Puddlemere’s first string team, expressions varying from smug, impressed, and on a few sour impatience.

Greenway glances between them, hesitant, before settling on Lily. Who is apparently more terrifying than their previously very surly team captain. “Can we go in now, Dr. Evans?”

Lily bites her lip, barely hiding her grin. “Yes, we’re quite finished.”

Meadows elbows James as she passes, “Which surfaces did Evans have her way with you against? Need to do a proper cleanse.”

Lily grabs James hand and begins pulling him toward the apparition point before turning to wink at Dorcas. “Wouldn't’ you like to know.”

#blarg writes things #blarg writes jily #jily au #James x lily #James Potter x Lily Evans #jily au fic #jily fic

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softforwolfstar · 4 years

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Lily Evans Headcanons

love this woman and I’m always down to give her more appreciation. She was more than a rule abiding bookworm. So much more. 💞

Definitely had the biggest dick energy out of all the Marauders.

Lily joined the Marauders on some Hogsmeade weekends and sometimes played exploding snap with them.

She was extremely competitive.

Lily never hated James deep down, despite saying so. they had more of a love/hate relationship going on.

Secretly, Lily would find James’ truly horrid puns hilarious. But always got annoyed with herself for giggling silently at them.

She never ever liked to admit she was wrong, and it wasn’t often that she was.

She would never admit to needing help in Transfiguration, especially not to James- “Evans, your goblet still has fur...” “I meant for that to happen Potter!”

As all redheads do, Lily Evans had a temper. When she lost it, well let’s just say even the fearless Sirius Black cowered. James tended to leave her alone on her... time of the month. it was always the worst then.

Lily always came to James’ quidditch games, she wouldn’t admit it, but she loved how happy James looked on that broom. “No Remus, I don’t like that arrogant toe-rag! I’m merely supporting my house!”

Despite being a generally quiet girl, Lily always cheered extremely loud at every Gryffindor Quidditch match.

Lily and Remus always went for strolls through the forest and sat in there to study together.

If they weren’t in the forest, they were in the library.

She was always there for people who needed her, whether it was a younger student who needed a tutor, or one of her friends who needed support.

She always wore a brave face. She never let her emotions leak through. Even when during her most stressful or terrifying moments. She was always one to keep it together.

Always wore lots of floral clothing.

Lily always referred to the marauders as her boys.

She always braided Sirius’ hair when it was long, despite his protests. “You have your own hair!” “Really? I wouldn’t have guessed,”

Lily picked up a lot of sarcasm from being around Remus.

She was also extremely sassy when she had to be. She could even beat Sirius in a sass fight. “Mudblood,” “Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t speak asshole, go talk to someone who does,”

Lily always stuck up for other muggle-borns who were insulted or racially abused, and was never afraid to call them out. She knew exactly what it was like, and hated for anyone else to feel that way.

#ill probably add more later #i love her #queen #lily evans #jily #maraudersera #marauders #lily evans headcanons

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musicalhqsgossip · 4 years

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BLAST002: PARTY RECAP EDITION 2.0

looks like this party sure was a cautionary tale ! over the weekend, some were feeling oh-so pretty ( and gay ) while others were falling totally stupid in love… something’s coming, and it’ll have you seeing stars ! eat a cracker and stop by to read the latest scoop on CADY AND MARIA’S PARTY ! if you’re fearless, look beneath the cut for all the drama that happened tonight, tonight…

first off, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our lovely ladies, CADY and MARIA ! we heard that the homeschooled jungle freak got w a y too tipsy and made out with little LES… we wonder what her “ boyfriend “ thought about that… or does he not really care ? perhaps JD still has a bit of VERONICA stuck on his mind. either way, we don’t trust the guy. jd and cady might have made up and locked lips once again… but how long will that last ?

and lets talk about our other birthday girl. seems like MARIA finally got the nerve to ask out her not so secret crush TONY – and with her brother and ex-crush breathing down her neck. do we think it’ll last, though ? those lovebirds wouldn’t know the concept of “ taking it slow “ even if it smacked ‘em right in the face ! though we couldn’t help but have our eyes fixed on TONY and VIVIENNE… what is going on there ? are we delusional, or do those two get along really well ? should MARIA and WES be aware of that little dynamic ?

now we are still on the subject of birthday gals – what about the soon to be celebrated WENDY BIRD ? just because it wasn’t her party, didn’t mean she had to ditch – and to get high with no one than CLAUDE, no less. talking about a bad influence… a little birdie told me he recited poetry to her, too. how romantic. i wonder whether RIFF ever talks to her like that…

and talking about the fearless jets leader. showing up to help out little miss sunshine ELLE who was once again crying over WESLEY and VIVIENNE kissing which resulted in yet another argument between the two lawyers… and all over that same boy. again. boo-hoo, tough life much ? maybe next time she should bring bruiser – i am sure that little guy could get a taste for her ex’s ankles… or perhaps she could have wood another guy into taking her home. RIFF took his high as a kite bird, but TONY or JACK might be easily convinced.

but let’s move on to something more exciting: give it up for our favorite lesbian, WEDNESDAY, finally coming out and proud at last – just in time for the end of pride month ! i mean literally… can i give that hottie a hand ? we are proud of you, boo boo.

CLAUDE got his flirt on with MAUREEN ( who on her turn got a bit flirty with TONY ), again, but after her k i l l e r karaoke performance, our favorite minx went home with MORITZ. did CLAUDE really just let a good one go ? maybe her new boy-toy will impress with his “ talents “ for a bit longer !

moving on to the next topic: the NEWSIES. it looks our newspaper squad stuck together too, with SARAH helping a drunken KAT and SPOT trying yet again to win DAVEY over ! a wholesome crew, you say ? you just wait… there is more. and it’s juicy.

rumor has it that KAT got some loose lips on her, going off and telling JACK that their relationship was never gonna work ( are we surprised ). but it seems that our lil’ JACKIE BOY doesn’t go down without a fight ( again, are we surprised ) and took that passion to kiss the hell outta her ! our baby reporter is gonna have a hard time trying to hide her feelings now. game, set…

and since we mentioned JACK – seems like the guy got his flirt on again. KAT might have to put in some real effort if she doesn’t want to lose her shot… i noticed a certain BETTY RIZZO getting his interest. our birthday girl CADY seemed to not mind his presence either – i heard that by the end of the night, he was pouring the alcohol straight from the bottle.

also MINA didn’t seem to mind being left behind: she still got down on the dance floor with MELCHIOR, as if their hookup totally didn’t matter ! or did we completely mistake MINA kissing MARK there… not sure about y’all, but we better see that girl tie him down before he goes running back to AMBER.

talking about our little princess AMBER. i witnessed with my own eyes how she got buzzed and tipsy all too fast and ended up trading kisses with a few exes ! JESSE sure didn’t seem to mind – even though he came with MINA but went off to flirt with ANNA A halfway through the night. that boy sure did not take it easy… maybe these gals were not quite royal enough for his liking. might there be something growing there, ANNA A ? love, at last ?

and what about ANNABETH. the not-so-little thing must not have known what hit her – poor PERCY and LYDIA attempted a little flirting, but to no avail. will that girl ever get her nose out of her damn book and see the romance right in front of her ? luckily, ANNABETH has seemingly found a new friend in ANNA B. bad bitches have to stick together, am i right ? EVELYN could have been a nice addition to that, but her stone cold type of bitch got in the way again… are we the only one wondering why ETHAN keeps trying with her ? or was that not him talking her up again ? that’s what we thought…

but lets get back to love triangles… how is it that PEDRO keeps getting trapped in the middle of those ? while totally u s i n g GABRIELLA to get over his little birdie ( have a type much, pete ? ), mister ex-boyfriend TROY sure wasn’t too happy about it… you can bet on that ! we spied with our little eye how he was getting drunk early on in the night with no other than JUDAH and boy, did he end up losing his cool at his ex-girlfriend. think GABRIELLA will want him back now ? if they aren’t feeling a headache coming up, i sure am…

speaking of couples that seem to be in trouble: who could have seen the JUDAH and LINK hook-up coming ? sure, we could spot the passion from a mile away – and we could hear them arguing from even further ! but hey – unexpected or not, who really minds two hot boys getting it going… you’re right, not us.

and what is up with MEG and JAMIE WELLERSTEIN… people have reported the brunette to be quite flirtatious that night. and with JAMIE, out of all people ? did not think we would ever say that, but that is a dynamic we will be keeping our eyes on…

a party also would not be a party if there wasn’t some major “ drama “, right ? let us begin with our big bad shark leader BERNARDO – first a confrontation with his little sister’s lover-to-be ex-jet TONY only to go through yet another break-up with ANITA. quite the eventful night for you, huh, nardo… remind us, how many times have ANITA and BERNARDO broken up by now ? is anyone still keeping count ? and what about PEDRO and THERESA ? seems like our little fairy is throwing tantrums again… getting cozy with PEDRO, kissing JOHN, only to get jealous at PEDRO again… what’s up with that, THERESA ? indecisive much ? no wonder WENDY and her suddenly get along – these two aren’t all that different after all.

talking about JOHN – one darling boy sure did have a great night, huh ? dancing with THERESA after all, flirting with ALIZ, kissing CHINO… not to shabby for a guy who is locked up behind his desk most of the time. you go, dude ! though ALIZ didn’t only get her flirt on with john: the party-planner slash club-owner did not only strike a business deal with LILY, she seemed to get quite cosy with HERO once again. what is going on there ? and are we the only ones who noticed HERO juggling not only aliz but also MEG ? we knew he was an athlete, but not that he’s a player ( see what we did there ? ).

to end on a high note ( literally ), are we the only ones kind of excited by RYAN EVANS’ marvelous appearance – solo and all. sure head bitch SHARPAY will be on cloud nine. and what about that a d o r a b l e reunion between ILSE and her friends – talking about wholesome reunions, right ? guess it wasn’t all bad news that night !

#blast #gossip #musicalhqs:event003

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homenum-revelio-hq · 4 years

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Welcome (again) to the Order of the Phoenix, Kate!

You have been accepted for the role of LILY EVANS! We really loved your interpretation of Lily and her family, specifically the parts including Petunia and how everything is not always what it seems. We also loved how you mentioned her self-righteousness multiple times and how you allowed for a beloved character to have flaws - because everyone does! Looking forward to seeing what you’ll do with her!

Please take a look at the new member checklist and send in your account within 24 hours! Thank you for joining the fight against Voldemort!

OUT OF CHARACTER:

NAME: Kate

AGE: 25

TIMEZONE: EST

ACTIVITY LEVEL: Hopefully I’ve already been able to demonstrate that I’m active most days. During the week, I have so much time to plot & do replies – the weekends are a little more hit or miss, but I can usually pop around once or twice.

ANYTHING ELSE: nope!

CHARACTER DETAILS:

NAME: Lily Evans

AGE: 22 in a few days time in game.

GENDER, PRONOUNS, and SEXUALITY: female, she/her, straight.

BLOOD STATUS: muggleborn

HOUSE ALUMNI: gryffindor

ANY CHANGES: nope, she’s wonderful!

CHARACTER BACKGROUND:

PERSONALITY:

lily evans is bold. she’s fearless. she’s sunlight and bonfires and radiance. she’s kindness and compassion and optimism. she’s vivacious and mischievous and quick to laugh. she’s smart, witty, determined. she’s competitive. she’s protective of the people she loves. she’s fierce in the way she loves. she’s crinkled eye smiles and sticking out her tongue when provoked. she’s goofy and an expert at initiating quick dance parties. she’s stubborn and maybe just a little too quick to hold a grudge. she’s sharp with people she dislikes and sometimes her words can bite. she can be maddeningly self-righteous, though she would never think so. she’s excellent at getting others to open up to her and being a consoling ear to them, but it’s more difficult for her to do the same. she builds walls around her heart without knowing it, her deep-seated fear of rejection ruling more of her heart than she may ever know. she finds it impossible to give up on the people she loves. she thinks that there’s always a solution, always a way to fix things. she’s passionate and quick tempered and now what you would consider quiet. she’s full of life, and determined to live her life fully.

or at least, she was. much of our world has been lost to this war, and the lily evans we once knew is just another one of those casualties.

lily had no hope of escaping this war. first of all, she’s a muggleborn, so this war is very much about her. but even if that weren’t the case, or even if she ever thought it was an option to disappear back into the muggle world, her ideals and sense of duty would never allow her to do that. she has a bit of a hero streak in her, and lily can’t sit back and watch as other people are hunted down and hurt, as the world she has embraced as her own is torn apart. lily always knew that she would be a part of this war, but her pride and stubbornness never let her consider that this war might break her.

and yet, it has. in some ways, she’s still lily. she’s still bold and quick to kindness. she’s still moved to compassion for those around her. she’s still determined and protective and fierce and stubborn. she’s still a brilliant witch (though maybe not as good at defensive magic and dueling as her pride would like her to think). but the spark in lily has gone out, the hope that animated her at the beginning of all of this has dried up. she’s lost the softness that once defined her and made her so extraordinary. instead, she’s hardened, and her flaws have become just a little more fatal in her life. the walls have built even higher, and she’s lost her tendency towards openness and trust.

lily’s not so sure anymore that they actually can win this war, but she hasn’t lost her determination to help in whatever way she can. she still sees it as her duty. what lily doesn’t see is that she’s become harder to be around. she’s quicker to push others away, to keep them at arms’ length. this is even more true after the failure that resulted in her taking the life of an innocent woman for what turned out to be a completely fruitless mission. lily isn’t introspective enough anymore to realize this about herself, let alone name it, but she’s suffering from a textbook case of depression. this will be interesting to see play out, because it could have serious consequences in lily’s life and the lives of those around her if it goes untreated.

BRIEF OVERVIEW OF FAMILY:

patrick and rose evans were a perfectly matched pair. two writers and dreamers, patrick was a professor of classic literature while rose split her time between writing novels and painting masterpieces that were well sought after by a select cohort of people. they always wanted children, but they had no taste for a typical, ordinary suburban life. they wanted to teach their children how to be special, extraordinary, dreamers and artists. it was their greatest delight to have two daughters born in such close age to one another, two brilliant little hearts to mold and cultivate and raise like the garden of rare flowers that sprawled across their Cokeworth backyard.

patrick and rose loved both of their daughters, but raising humans turned out to be a lot different from raising a garden. from the time she was an infant, strange things happened around lily, while petunia remained perfectly ordinary. lily was soft and sweet and full of light, the epitome of what a perfect heroine to one of their stories would be, while petunia had a hardness in her that they didn’t know how to handle. they loved petunia just as much as they loved lily, but she baffled them with her obsession with ordinary and her desire for them to be just like all the other parents. patrick and rose were delighted at the unexplainable things that lily seemed able to do, while petunia responded with a stiff and begrudging fascination.

when it was discovered by the family that the special things lily could do were magic, patrick and rose were ecstatic. of course, they knew that it must be kept a secret, but their daughter was a witch? how unique! how special! what a dream it was! they were too wrapped up in their delight to notice their elder daughter’s resentment and envy, but lily was not so oblivious as her parents, and petunia’s distaste wore on her. lily responded with self-righteousness as a protective mechanism – she wasn’t a freak, she was special, and their parents saw it too.

as lily grew older, she began to realize that her parents’ treatment of her as the favoritism that it was, and her conscience prickled uncomfortably at the knowledge, but she did what she could to push that away. it wasn’t her fault that she was special, and besides, petunia was the one who constantly rejected lily. their parents loved them both – they just made a fuss over lily when she was home because she was away for most of the year. it was petunia’s fault if she couldn’t see that.

when lily was in her seventh year, rose evans’ studio caught on fire with rose still inside. patrick, unable to bear a life without his wife, ran into the burning building, and neither came out. lily was devastated and turned to her sister for comfort, but petunia responded with bitter words and painful rejection. lily tried a few times to reconcile, but each of her attempts yielded a similar result, and eventually lily stopped trying, tucking that pain away in a place so deep that she could pretend it wasn’t there. after leaving hogwarts, lily followed her friends into war. they were the only family she had now.

OCCUPATION:

when lily was in her early years at hogwarts, she considered many different career paths. the fact that she could make a life for herself that was completely surrounded by magic was intoxicating, and her friends teased her for how often she changed dreams about what she might do after hogwarts. but as lily grew older and the war began to creep inside hogwarts, lily’s focus shifted from finding a job she could thrive in to finding a way to make a difference in the war. upon leaving hogwarts, lily chose the order instead of a career. she didn’t quite feel comfortable with letting james support her, though, so she took a potions apprenticeship and began working for an apothecary that allowed her to do mail orders for potions. this allows her to spend most of her time at the mckinnon farm while still finding a way to support herself. lily sees her real purpose to be the task force. she knows exactly what is at stake in this war, and if she can save more lives from being lost, she’s going to do everything she can to accomplish that. some might accuse lily of having skewed priorities, but if the whole point of this war is to save muggles and muggleborns, why shouldn’t they be focusing on helping those that want to escape?

ROLE WITHIN THE ORDER/THOUGHTS ABOUT THE ORDER:

lily joined the order because there was no other option. she couldn’t sit back and pretend that this war wasn’t raging – her blood status doesn’t allow her that luxury. she doesn’t see it as this grand adventure in the way that her boys do, and sometimes it frustrates her that they can’t seem to take it more seriously. there’s so much more on the line than some people within the order realize. the longer lily’s spent in the order, the more disenchanted she’s become with some within it. she’s glad for the task force and for the chance to throw herself into that, because as important as fighting is to win this war, if they stoop to the same level as the death eaters in their attempts to fight, then what’s the point? with the way things are going, lily isn’t sure how much of a world there will be left even if they do win this war. lily won’t walk away from the order, because so many people she loves are giving themselves to it and it’s the only way she knows how to make a difference, but she doesn’t view the order with the same rose colored glasses she once did.

SURVIVAL:

Lily relies too heavily on relationships around her for her survival. One of her fatal flaws is that she’s too quick to trust her friends. She is scrappy and resourceful enough that she could figure out a way to survive on her own if the need should arise, but Lily has not yet had to do that. She trusts those around her to protect her, and is maybe a little too laissez faire about her own survival. Lily chooses to live at the McKinnon farm most of the time, and when she’s not there, she’s with the marauders. She knows that they’ll do anything to take care of her and help her survive this, just as she’d do the same for them.

RELATIONSHIPS:

Lily started this war with many good relationships in her life. She has a kindness and intuition about her that makes her an incredible friend, and many people have always been drawn to her because of that. She threw herself into building relationships within the order, seeing these people as her family. But the darker this war has been getting, the more those relationships have been strained. There are so many divisions within the Order, all around the way they should or should not be fighting this war. Lily knows that there are some who view her dedication to the task force as a waste, and she finds herself on the defensive with those people.

Her relationships with the marauders have been slipping, too. Distance has been growing between her and James – he just doesn’t seem to fully understand the stakes in this war, and how could he? He’s a pureblood with enough money that he would never have to work. He doesn’t understand what it is to be in her position – for the target to always be on her back and for her to have to think carefully about what she has to do to provide for herself and survive in this war. things have been tense between them, but after the failed mission, lily found herself turning to james for comfort. he seemed quick to understand the devastation that she felt, and she thinks that maybe there’s hope for mending their fractured relationship. after all, he’s still her james.

lily has also felt more distanced from sirius and peter lately. there’s something constantly on edge about sirius, and lily is concerned, but she has too much else on her plate to have time to babysit him, so she leaves it to james and peter to make sure that sirius doesn’t do anything too terribly reckless. peter has felt more distant, too, though lily wouldn’t say she’s ever been that close to peter in the first place.

remus is lily’s saving grace – he’s always been the one she’s felt the closest to (besides james), and their work together on the task force has only served to bring them closer. she’s doing everything she can to help him keep his status a secret, but she can’t deny that his determination to rock the boat when it comes to the rest of the werewolves worries her. she understands why it matters so much to her, but she’s afraid that others are going to begin to look a little too closely, especially with how sick he’s been. she’ll do anything to protect him and keep his secret exactly that, but she’s not sure she’ll really be able to do that.

as far as lily’s relationships with the rest of the order, she currently feels a little hurt. the people that she thought would understand and stand by her have chosen to punish her for what happened with leina nott, as if lily isn’t punishing herself enough already. she’s angry that she’s been benched, but she’s determined to prove to them that she still has what it takes, and she’s not a liability.

OOC EXPLORATION:

SHIPS/ANTI-SHIPS:

Note that there are no planned endgame ships set in this roleplay. There are a few characters who are in romantic relationships at the start of the game, but it will be up to players to decide if those relationships can survive the war. This question does not guarantee that any ship will happen, it is merely for fellow players to see where your interest might lie.

obviously I’m ready and excited to explore the lily/james ship because I’m a big jily fan, but I’m not tied into any one thing in particular. this war has changed lily, and that necessarily means that her relationship with james has changed too. the only question is whether their relationship can adapt to survive the changes that have taken place, or whether it will continue to splinter. I’m excited to explore anything that might come up, especially in working with Karli.

WHAT PRIVILEGES AND BIASES DOES YOUR CHARACTER HAVE?

lily would like to think that she doesn’t have any prejudices. she’s a muggleborn, after all, which makes her the one that everyone is prejudiced against. this fact serves to have the opposite affect, however, making lily just a little too self-righteous, especially with those that couldn’t understand what it means to have a constant target purely because of who her parents are.

lily has a hard time being completely open with things she can’t understand. she isn’t prejudiced against the half-breeds, per se, but she does have a lingering suspicion towards them that she can’t shake and that she’d never admit to remus. it’s not that she thinks they’re all monsters or that they’re any less than her. it’s that they’re something she can’t understand, and that makes her uncomfortable enough to avoid them as much as she can instead of actually get to know what exactly it is that makes them different.

lily has more privileges than she realizes – she has a group of people who would willingly die for her and who would do anything to protect her and help her in this war. she takes that for granted, and thinks that she’s just like all these muggleborns who are seeking a way to hide and run, when in reality, she’s much better off than most of them. this has the potential to cause some tension with the very people that lily is so determined to help.

WHAT ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO?

well I already know that I love this group. it’s one of the highlights of my quarantine time, and logging on every day to read the writing by my fellow members is a delight. as for lily, I’m so excited to explore another facet of this war that only playing mary doesn’t allow me. lily has always been one of my favorite characters, but lily in this verse has the potential to be so different from the typical lily evans that you find in other groups, and I love that. I’m particularly excited to explore the possibility that lily is suffering from depression and what that will look like continuing to be played out.

PLOT DROP IDEAS:

wow, so many thoughts. I’d love to see a plot drop that included the task force being compromised in some way – this is about the only thing holding lily together at this point, and I think her losing it in some way would cause lily to come apart at the seams, which is something I’d love to explore. I’d also love to see petunia as a secondary character – maybe petunia is impacted by this war in some way and it forces the two sisters into a confrontation that could either start to heal the most broken parts of lily or else force them even deeper underground in her heart. I’m sure there are so many more possibilities, but those are the ones right off the top of my head.

ANYTHING ELSE? karli & nicky, y’all are the best and we loooouuuurvvv you!!

#homenumaccepted

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thestralsofspinnersend · 4 years

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Death, and Other Origin Stories by @thestralhouseofblack and @spinnersendslytherin

Chapter 4: The Kitchen at Night

Wolfstar, Marauders era, Marauders origin story, Hogwarts.

Warnings: Gore, violence, animal death, werewolf stuff, it's pretty brutal, his mom is also dying, I’m sorry, disordered eating, ED.

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Sirius had declared suddenly that since September 1 landed on a Friday, that it was an unencumbered weekend for getting up to no good.

“What would you know about getting up to no good, Black?” Severus said from where he stood waiting for Lily as she hugged her parents goodbye.

“A damn sight more than you, I’d say.” Sirius shot back, dropping the end of his trunk and facing him.

Severus looked him up and down, sizing him up. “Bet you wouldn’t have the guts for a wizard’s duel.”

“Been duelling since I could stand, you greasy git,” Sirius countered, his chest puffed up, stepping forward. Lily appeared at Severus’s side with a furrowed brow. “Who's your second?”

“I am.” Lily said. Severus shot her a startled glance, clearly not having anticipated her involvement.

“Well, then, I’m Sirius’s.” James piped up, stepping forward. Lily glowered. Remus ran a scarred hand over his face, exasperated. Couldn’t get they get through their first day back without this nonsense?

“Seventh floor, the duelling room.” Snape said with his arms folded, looking overly pleased.

“There is no duelling room on the seventh floor.” Peter said, clearly confused with a furrowed brow.

“Shows how much you know.” Severus said as he turned away. “Midnight, duelling room. Unless you’re a coward.”

Lily whispered waspishly as she pulled Severus down the platform, “Must you?”

Remus had to grab Sirius’s shoulder to stop him from running after Severus, “Why do you let him bother you?”

Sirius had shot him a challenging look, the yew wand spinning between his fingers, of mingled provocation and reproach. That’s what led them to wandering around the seventh floor at near midnight on their first day back at school, cramped and hunched under the cloak.

“We’ve been wandering around forever, there’s nothing here.” Peter griped, sniffling loudly again. “I told you he was lying.”

“If we don’t show up, then he’ll think we’re cowards and I’ll never be able to live with myself.” Sirius said, his voice filled with righteous anger. “I’m going to make him eat slugs, then vomit them up and eat them again.”

“There’s no special duelling room on the seventh floor, Sirius, I tried to tell you, he was making it up. He’s probably laughing his head off in the Slytherin common room, or worse, he’s told a teacher and—”

“Shhh!” James bit out. Footsteps were echoing off the walls and moving swiftly towards them.

Sirius jostled them trying to indicate that they should shuffle towards the wall to get out of the middle of the corridor. Peter shook his head with panicked eyes. He had never been capable of silent sneaking, and clearly thought they ought to risk it where they were.

All three of them rolled their eyes and silently grabbed Peter, hoisting him off the ground beneath the cloak. They all shimmied sideways, Peter twisting in their grasp. Into the deep shadow of an alcove between two windows, they sank, as the steps approached, quick and purposeful. The voices accompanying them made them all freeze in fear.

“My dear Minerva, I understand your worries, and share them with you. I too believe the boy— all three of them, actually— need more help and supervision—” came the low voice of the headmaster.

“Then why aren’t we doing more? Can’t we do more? All four of them are giving me grey hairs, Albus, and Poppy is being run ragged every full moon.” Minerva was saying with a tight frown as they approached the huddled boys under the invisibility cloak.

Remus’s heart was pounding in his chest and he was suddenly drenched in sweat.

“I do believe they may have set the record for most detentions in a year—” Dumbledore chuckled as they passed their hiding place.

“It’s no laughing matter, Albus, I think we need to revisit the idea of keeping the school open over the summer.”

“I thought they were giving you grey hairs, Minerva? Don’t you want some respite?” He asked, curiously, their voices fading.

“No, I want them to have stability and safety.” She declared as they were rounding the corner out of sight. Her voice trailing off. “I spoke with Tom. Both Lyall and Pearl have been at the Leaky nearly all summer, and, well, you remember how pleasant Orion was—”

They didn’t hear the rest of her thoughts, as her voice became dimmer and harder to hear through the echoing expanse of the stone halls. It was a long moment before Sirius finally spoke. “I think you’re right, Pete, I don’t think Severus really meant to duel us. He was trying to get us sent to detention, that little half-blood snitch.”

James snorted but Remus still hadn’t recovered from the shock of almost overhearing McGonagall talking about the full moon. “I’m standing right here, you know.” He reprimanded with a thin voice.

“Oh—” Sirius said after a moment, his face contorting in a grimace, seeming to realise what he had said. “Sorry, mate, I didn’t think— I— I mean Snivellus—”

“It’s fine.” Remus waved him off.

“We’ll get him back, don’t you worry.” James said, sounding determined and consoling, breaking the moment. “Can we sneak to the kitchens? I’m dying for a scone.” Peter chimed in, starting to pull away from the wall.

“Yeah.” Sirius answered, tugging on Remus’s overlarge sweater. “And we can decide what retribution to reign down on that slime ball for lying about a duelling room on the seventh floor. What utter rubbish.”

And off they went, all soundly ignoring what they may or may not have overheard in the dark of the castle.

When they finally climbed back in through the portrait hole at near two in the morning, it was to see Lily sitting smugly in an armchair by the fire. Her hands were steepled in front of her face as if she were waiting for them. Her pink fluffy robe and tartan pyjama bottoms, doing little to detract from the foreboding scene.

“Hello, boys.” She said with a smirk.

“Evans.” James said with a slight nodded, looking wary.

“I see Severus curled like a gnarl at the thought of a fair fight.” Sirius bit out, crossing his arms in indignation.

“Oh, no, Severus did no such thing. I told him if he left his common room tonight I’d tell McGonagall and Slughorn.”

“Must be spending too much time with the Slytherins if you’re so quick to rat out a friend.” Peter said with his sniffling wheeze.

Sirius and James grunted in agreement. Remus narrowed his eyes.

“No, you see, I have a different agenda.” She continued.

“Could you get on with it? I’m tired and you’re boring.” Sirius barked. Lily raised her eyebrows.

“Leave Severus alone, or I’ll tell McGonagall how you’ve been sneaking about all the time.”

They all stood very still, watching her.

“We don’t sneak out.” Peter lied lamely, and Lily gave him a withering look that didn’t need words.

“Snape starts it half the time, anyways!” James nearly shouted.

“You’re no better!” She retorted. “You’re always goading him, four on one. How is that fair?”

“I’m not making deals with Slytherins!” Sirius said, his face hard.

“I’m a Gryffindor —” Lily said, getting to her feet.

“The sorting hat made a mistake.” Sirius said, meanly.

“With you? I’d believe it.” Lily sniped with narrowed eyes, taking a determined step forward. Fearless on her own in the face of confrontation, of being outnumbered. Sirius moved forward to meet her challenge, bristling with indignation, but Remus and James grabbed his arms.

Remus could smell the tension. Could hear Sirius’s rage building. Could feel James’s pulse staccato next to him. Even Peter stopped mouth breathing.

“I protect my own, that’s being a Gryffindor.” Lily said with venom and righteousness. “It shouldn’t matter that he’s Slytherin. You should know better.”

“You don’t know how we’ve been sneaking around, you’re bluffing.” Remus deflected, also bluffing.

“Suit yourself.” She said, turning towards the stairs. “Leave him alone, or I’m busting you.”

And with that, she disappeared up the stairs to the girl’s dormitory.

#wolfstar #wolfstar is cannon #remus x sirius #Remus Lupin #Sirius Black #James Potter #peter pettigrew #Lily Evans #severus snape #marauders #marauders au #hp marauders #marauder origin #death and other origin stories #thestralhouseofblack #spinnersendslytherin #bamf lily evans #lily evans dont give a f*ck

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bcdaily · 6 years

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One (James/Lily, drabble)

A/N: I had all these grand plans of doing one of these a day for a week, using the number as the first word...but ha haaaa I’ve barely gotten this one in with minutes to spare Day 1, so let’s not be ambitious, eh? But happy Jilytober. =)

“One day,” Lily overhears James Potter saying as he brusquely swabs at the third year’s bleeding elbow, “you’re going to wipe the pitch with the lot of us. I’ve an eye for these things, you know. Ask anyone.”

The third year sits dejectedly on the sidelines of the busy pitch, very clearly trying to keep the tears at bay, eyes flickering from her cut skin and the bloke methodically disposing of the gore, up to the sky where the dozen or so other Gryffindor Quidditch team hopefuls continue with their tryout.

One of those zooming dots is Lily’s mate Mary, who had insisted upon a cheering section to rally her through the afternoon. Lily had kindly obliged, and had been enjoying watching Madam Hooch and Lucas Noors, the current captain, running the group through their paces. The rest of the team veterans—James Potter included—had joined the recruits in the air, though they seemed distinctly more interested in goofing off than displaying their athletic prowess.

The spunky third year—the youngest by far trying out that day—had been keeping up as best she could, but she seemed a bit thrown by the speed required on the pitch, and Lily reckons her broom might be better suited to rusticating with dust bunnies than clocking in speed trials. Still, Lily had been throwing her some encouraging cheers when a rogue Bludger had zoomed straight at her broom, knocking the whole thing askew and eventually leaving the girl skidding into a goal post, a rather painful looking clash.

Hooch had waved the girl to the ground, but only exchanged a few quick words with her before sending her to the sidelines. Worried, Lily had quickly made her way down from the stands, set on making sure the girl was all right. She will freely admit to being rather surprised to find that James Potter, of all people, had beaten her to it.

The girl sniffs indelicately, wiping her nose with the single unbloody sleeve of her Quidditch robe. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” James tilts her elbow up, squints, and dabs some more. “That Swivel Steal? Brilliant.”

“I worked on it all morning.” Another sniff. Defensive, this one. “I’m probably just tired.”

“Course,” Potter agrees instantly. He taps her broken skin with his wand, muttering a healing charm. After a moment, he nods. “There. Should hold. Up you go.”

He stands, reaching a hand down to tug the girl back up to her feet. The autumn wind rustles at his dark hair, the afternoon sun playing off his cool skin. The girl slaps her fingers into his, but rises with a distinct slump to her shoulders. She gazes up at the sky, already looking defeated.

“Here.” Potter thrusts a broom into her hand. But not the dust bunny gatherer. His shiny, red racing broom. “See if you can pull off that Swivel again, yeah?”

The girl blinks down at the broomstick. “What? No. I can’t—”

“I wanna try this thing out.” Potter grabs up her broom, gives it a stereotypically Potter ostentatious twirl. It flips in his hands, making a windmilling spiral, before he throws it up and catches it deftly. “A Bolt 6700? Classic.”

“It has a strong drag,” the girl confesses miserably, but Lily can see her fingers opening and closing around James’s broom, like she can’t quite make herself let go. “I—”

“Go.”

“But—”

“Swivel! Go!”

She might be set to protest further, but Potter nudges her, all bossy athlete now. Whatever resistance she’d had quickly resolves. She gives Potter the biggest, shiniest grin Lily has ever seen, then kicks off into the sky with a jolt of bursting speed and a trailing, cackling laugh.

Potter chuckles too, spinning the dust bunny broom like a baton.

…until he suddenly spots Lily standing behind him.

Thwack. The broomstick bobbles, bristles thumping him straight the face, the battered end jabbing him good in the knee on its way down. He expels an inelegant noise.

“Oof—” He clasps the broom against his front, arms hugging the skinny shaft until it stalls. His cheeks flame. He peeks at her from behind the bristles. “Evans.”

“Fancy trick,” Lily says, and wants to grin too.

He steadies the broom back on the ground, and Lily can see—easily, expectedly, maybe even with some disappointment—the very moment his brain shuts off from the quiet simplicity of wanting to please a tenacious younger athlete to the bluster and bravado of James Potter: Fifteen, Fearless, and Floundering in That Fucking Façade.

He’s attractive, and charming, and better than whatever rubbish is undoubtedly about to come out of his mouth, but Lily is resigned to the inevitability of the fall.

“Stalking me, are you?” he asks, tilting his chin in feigned arrogance, though Lily can still see the blush staining his cheeks, and focuses on that.

“That was kind,” she says, and nods down to the dust bunny catcher.

James blinks. The bravado cracks for a second.

“Oh.” His hand goes to his hair. “Yeah. Well. She’s quick. Just shit equipment, really.”

“Shit equipment that you now have to use.”

His shoulders roll back. The cocky grin flashes. “There’s no shit equipment when it’s in my hands.”

Lily gives him a muted head shake and an eye roll, because he deserves no less.

One day, Lily thinks to herself, as he gives her one last smile—a good smile, one that tips up at the ends and flashes only a sliver of teeth, and makes his hazel eyes twinkle—one day, James Potter is going to realise that his bluster is his shittiest equipment, and he’s going to upgrade to something better.

Lily reckons she may be in a bit of trouble then, but in the meantime, she merely watches him kick off into the sky upon a sad girl’s rubbish broom, and sighs.

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