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soulmate

i once met a traveler, a wanderer.

kindred souls - we called ourselves,

connected in a way so intricate,

so purposefully simillar,

like two pieces of a whole.

yet we were not halves of one,

we were a matching pair.

oh my god, i forgot

the wish to spend all my money on plastic cups, so i can build a majestic tower, grows

stronger

i have a harry potter theory that "marauders" wasn't what james, peter, remus and sirius called themselves but 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳.

AND there is 𝘯𝘰 way that filch just happened to confiscate the map off them, no no. they 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 the map for future pranksters, because what the hell were they supposed to do with a map for a place they are not returning to.

of course, they might've called themselves the marauders too, but we have no proof they did, we only know that it's the name of the map, the map that guided them through pranks and would-be detentions.

thanks for coming to my ted talk! :D

imagine sirius monopolizing the "reg" nickname for regulus and absolutely 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 to let anyone else use it, but james really wants a nickname for regulus,

so he ropes lily into helping him brainstorm one

and after like a week, they come up with

🌠 archie 🌠

Legends

And there's another notch in the cord,

the strings are frayed,

and it looks like it might unravel,

or break apart, perhaps,

but it doesn't.

it never does.

𝗿𝗲𝗺𝘂𝘀, 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗹𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗷𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴: you really are smitten with them

𝗹𝗶𝗹𝘆, 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆: the correct word is 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥, remus, i'm 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥

regulus: your smile is but an all-consuming light, my love, and i cannot help but gaze at your eyes when they light up in the sun in the most mesmerizing of colours, you have me enraptured in your very existence, yes

lily: i watch as the strands of your hair glow in the daylight, as though there are strings of precious metals woven through it and i listen as you laugh with your full chest, as though it'll be your last, and i cannot help but think, god let me see every moment my love has

james, whispering breathlessly: and i would fill my every textbook with poetries for you, but i'm afraid you've already stolen my words with your mere presence

jegulily date headcanons

regulus, lily and james having date competitions where they try to take the other two out on the most fun dates

lily has deffinitely taken them on a grocery shopping date at 3am (they totaly rode shopping carts through the store and parking lot)

james has taken them to a mcdonalds in 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 fancy dresses (lily wore a suit tho, with a tail-coat and they all looked 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵)

regulus took them to a museum, where they imitated some old paintings and marveled at exhibits and goofed around

lily took them through a car-wash where james stared through the car windows in absolute awe, while regulus watched everything with rapt curiousity (and lily watched them)

james got them dressed as ghosts with bedsheets and sunglasses and took them to a park (they might've scared some kids, but it wasn't too bad)

regulus 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 has set up a picnic date for them three, with some of their favourite foods (it was very sweet)

james took them frog catching once, they all got a bit muddy and it started raining but they all had a lot of fun (the very few frogs caught were released 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 quickly)

lily took them on a movie date to a drive-in theater (it was a horror movie and james was terrified, but reg and lily thought the movie was funny and comforted him)

regulus took them cliff-diving, james and lily were surprised because regulus' previous dates were much calmer, but they all enjoyed going, it was like an adventure

bonus

james proposes to lily and regulus whilst wearing a dinosaur costume, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 (remus, sirius and peter were backup dino-vocalists and sirius ran into the doorframe whilst leaving the room)

it’s actually very easy to live a life free of social media if you don’t consider tumblr a form of social media. which i don’t. #freedom #technologicallyfree #offline #amish

saoirse ronan could totally play femme loki

the wish to spend all my money on plastic cups, so i can build a majestic tower, grows

stronger

how high is the probability i could pretend i don't exist AND have someone 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 it, i wonder

Daughter of fate

you are viscious,

and you are cunning,

o, daughter of blood.

you have seen death,

and you have faced punishment,

for crimes undeserving.

you have seen many a soul broken,

and you have fallen,

o, daughter of pain.

but you were loved,

in a time long ago,

and you knew you were deserving.

o, daughter of suffering,

why do you cause yourself pain,

when you should revel in gentle rain.

soulmate

i once met a traveler, a wanderer.

kindred souls - we called ourselves,

connected in a way so intricate,

so purposefully simillar,

like two pieces of a whole.

yet we were not halves of one,

we were a matching pair.

and we grew up in ash and flame,

not fit for us,

but who was to save you and i

but us, ourselves.

there is a young man.

standing on a grassy hill, his jacket flutterring in the wind.

his back is to me.

but i can see his love for life in the way he spreads his arms,

welcoming the wind in his embrace, as though it were an old friend.

he is far away.

though i hear his laughter, full of joy and mirth.

perhaps he, too, is learning to smile anew.

if you think about it, fizzy water is just spicy water

in your way,

shall stand a girl,

young and frail,

oh, how terrifying she is.

will you take the steps?

will you walk forward to embrace?

you will not.

for she isn't yours to love.

oh, frail girl,

will you ever find someone?

oh, young girl,

will you go back?

it's time, strong girl,

to make up your own love.

one day, i'm just gonna go fuck it and try to woo the moon

I FOUND IT

Wait it's a fic now?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?????

Yes and I am pulling a bamboozle by not linking it hehehheehhehehe

i want to own a sword, just to own a sword

you ever had the strange and unexplainable impulse urge to paint your lips with nail polish?

when i first learned of the term "afab" i thought it meant "all females are bastards" and DIDN'T EVEN QUESTION IT

YO, I JUST MADE ONE OF THOSE 3IN1 PACKETS OF COFFEE WITH JUST MILK AND IT TASTES GOOD

if i die, i want my bones to be used as flower food

do you ever want to just take a sip of nail polish remover?

:- )

the worst thing about being broke is that i have no money

this man sounds fucking awesome

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