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Standing ovulation. Or whatever it's called

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The Twisted Throne or better yet, Keeping up with the Ashfords

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I love me some white chocolate, tam always but damn…

Whenever I see Lucien or Eris especially Eris I’m like…

“Easy red velvet” 😍😍😍

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War of the Rohirrim spoilers:

I understand that Hama had to die. I do. I understand that he absolutely had to die in the specific the way that he did, because Hama as a character represents the valor and honor of the people of Rohan (exemplified in his mastery of song, which is how those values are upheld in the community and passed along to the next generation), and Wulf, who rejects these values, had to kill him in a dishonorable way to represent his attempt to destroy the values of the Eorlingas and prove that valor and honor are worthless. And I understand that Hama’s instrument being passed to others represents that that valor and honor did not die with him, and could not be destroyed by Wulf. I understand this! I do! But also, have you considered: it made me sad

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jilyoctober

so i just finished reading “the life and times” by jewel5 on fanfiction.net and i am in pain. i will always be in pain 😄 i’m absolutely broken that after 600k words we didn’t get even a kiss. so i wrote one. this takes place on the day of Petunia’s wedding, after james and lily’s ‘almost’ kiss in the middle of the night which left us all fucked 👍🏻 i hope you like it!!

call it what you want

‘What the fuck.’

There were a number of words that could describe James Potter’s range of emotions at the moment : shock, confusion, bewilderment, but nothing compared to the one feeling that was coursing through his veins: hope.

For him hope was reserved for the little things: hoping to get his favourite kind of pie as dessert at dinner, hoping Sirius never found out who had actually replaced his conditioner with hair dye, hoping he would pull off a prank so great that classes would get cancelled the following day. Two out of these three things had been successful and James had given up on his wish to get apple pie for dinner. He hoped for little things because he knew they would happen, and he would not be disappointed. This was the reason that at the end of fifth year, he had sworn that no matter what happened, he would never hope for Lily Evans. He would not hope for something to happen between him and Lily because why put yourself in running for a lost cause? He would mess around and ask her out but not once did he actually believe that something would come out of it.

Now, he wasn’t so sure.

Hope was a sneaky little thing, and he could feel it overwhelming him, overwhelming his rational emotions and overwhelming his desire to do the right thing. This is how he found himself in front of the reddish brown door of Lily Evans’ house, at 4 am in the most muggle neighbourhood he had ever set foot in. He knocked, once. Twice. He was about to knock the third time when the door opened and Lily stood there, her green eyes wide with one hand on the doorknob and the other clutching a glass of water. It seems Lily Evans’ couldn’t hold her liquor after all. He smirked at the thought.

“James! What are you doing here, it’s 4 am for Agrippa’s sake!” Lily sounded exasperated but there was something in her voice which fuelled the next words that came out of his mouth.

“Why didn’t you kiss me?”

Lily, wide-eyed as she was, blushed. The crimson in her cheeks only made it worse for everything James was feeling right then. He just knew he wanted to cradle her face in his hands and kiss her. He wanted. And maybe the alcohol in his system was dangerously leaning him towards doing just that.

“Um, James I really don’t think this is a good time to be having this conversation. You’re drunk, I’m somewhat drunk and we really don’t want to do something which we might regret tomorrow morning. And do i have to remind you that it’s 4 in the morning!’ Lily was out of breath. Lily was rambling. Merlin, even drunk Lily Evans was righteously annoying.

“I wanted to kiss you.”

“What?’

“I said, I wanted to kiss you. And I know you wanted me to.”

“Yes, James I heard you the first time. You don’t know what you’re talking about! You’re drunk and I’m most definitely not having this conversation with you right now.” Lily wasn’t looking at him.

“Look at me, Snaps.’

He didn’t have to say it twice. She looked up and clear green eyes met his hazel gaze and he swore his heart skipped a beat. He never really understood what people meant when they said their hearts did backflips when they saw their significant others. He knew it was cliche, he knew it was cheesy, but he couldn’t help but think that he was drunk on love or whatever you want to call it.

He knew love was a stretch. He couldn’t possibly be in love with her, even though his mates had always teased him about it. It was just a silly infatuation which just didn’t seem to go away. Yet the only words he could think of when her eyes met his were ‘I’m in love with her.”

Her eyes seemed to be speaking a language of its own. He couldn’t decipher it and it frustrated him. He held out his hand and took her wrist, only to pull her closer.

“Why didn’t you kiss me, Lily?”

They were inches apart. Breathing the same breath. One inch closer and their lips would meet.

Lily, who had been astonished all this time, seemed to relax in his embrace instead of pulling away. Good, he thought. She’s not pushing me away. That’s a good sign, that means I didn’t read too much into it.. Did I? She put her arms around his neck, just like she did under the lamppost in the street and James momentarily lost his mind.

“I didn’t kiss you, James. I didn’t kiss you because I was afraid. I was afraid I would mess us up. I can’t believe I’m admitting that I was scared in front of James Potter, that I was afraid of losing him. Merlin I’m never going to hear the end of this….” She was rambling again.

“Snaps.’

That one word made her look up. She looked beautiful, even in the darkened corridor of her home, and so purely at peace that James couldn’t stop himself from thinking maybe it was because of him. Maybe she wanted this just as much as he did. Hope was really a sneaky little bitch, one he couldn’t help but be grateful for, right now

“Yes, James?’

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

She did.

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“You cannot accomplish anything in this world without power,” he said. “And power requires sacrifice, focus, and ruthlessness.”

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pretending they weren’t doomed by the narrative 🥲

fang runin & yin nezha - the poppy war trilogy

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Doomed yaoi in every universe...

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if you ever live in rohan, be sure to banish your sexy nephew so he can save the day when you need it most

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judecardan matching eachother's FREAKUENCY

🎨: gracer studios

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rin <3

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shhh let my husband sleep he's tired <3

1. https://x.com/okaya_t/status /1646000578122907653

2. https://x.com/osusiudon/status /141127980961166.9504/photo/1

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The things I would do to this man. Alternatively, the things I would let this man do.

Nanami is here! I also struggle drawing him but I feel like I did him alright here! 🥸

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looove when these posts come up during ovulation ,-_-,

y'all know what would solve most of my problems rn?

a vanserra man absolutely RAILING me

like 'face pushed into the matress, voice hoarse, thighs shaking and giving out, knuckles white from gripping whatever i can, marks from how hard he's holding my hips'

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PLEASE i love those two so much

If acotar was filmed in the style of a mockumentary, Eris and Lucien would be the characters that break the 4th wall by looking at the camera while other characters are fighting or saying/doing stupid shit