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Could you pass me that book? I can't reach it from here
Amice - Let's have a chat
“Exactly,” Alice huffed, “I’m sixteen years old, and I’ve already said ‘I love you’ and that’s just… so much. I don’t even know what I’m going to have for breakfast tomorrow; how am I supposed to know if I’m ready to tie myself to someone like that for the rest of my life? Of course I love Frank- anyone with a brain would- but… I just don’t know. I need to figure myself out before I do anything at all. As long as the whole ‘dying peacefully at 140’ thing is part of the deal.”
Amelia stroked the back of Alice's hands. "You know, Al, just because you've said "I love you" once, it doesn't mean that you have to keep saying it. Especially if it's making you feel this way. But on the topic of knowing whether or not someone is right for you.. I don't know if you'll ever know, or if anyone ever knows. I think there's always going to be lingering doubt. But it's only when that doubt is stronger than your faith in your relationship that you have a problem, I think. When I began doubting my relationship with Severus more than I trusted him, I knew that it was time for things, we both did. But taking time for yourself is never a bad choice, ever."
Edgarina? Are you just attaching random letters to my name at this point? As flattered as I am that you’d want to name your completely imaginary kid after me, you nearly gave me a heart attack and I am not amused.
Hey now! I think Edgarina's an incredibly flattering name! I could just name my completely legitimate future child something like Napoleon or maybe something a bit more down to earth. What do you think of naming them Rain?
A Celebration || Remelia
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Remus rocked his hip against her, and it was unlike anything she had ever felt before. She bit on her lip from crying out, although this time it was in pleasure. Undiluted, unimaginable pleasure as Remus stretched and filled her. Her fingers gripped into his skin tightly as he move into her, and her body took over her mind, as if it knew that to do without her saying it.
She bucked her hips to meet his as she let out a low gutteral moan. "Faster, Remus." She moaned before claiming his mouth with her own in a searing kiss that made her heart work overtime. Amelia felt herself become more brazen and bold, and now that there were no barriers between her and Remus, she let that side of her take control.
Amice - Let's have a chat
Alice had never known anything more than wanting to be with Frank; she’d pined after her best friend for as long as she had known him, and she could hardly believe that now she was questioning that. But she had to question it; she was questioning herself too deeply not to. “I just…” she sighed, shaking her head, “Don’t want to hurt him. I love him- I really do- but I don’t know if I can be in love with him if I don’t even know anything about myself. That sounds just horrible, but… I don’t want him to hate me. Or find somebody else. B-but maybe that’d be good, right? He deserves to be with somebody who doesn’t question him.” Alice shook her head, squeezing Amelia’s hands. She was infinitely grateful that Amelia was so willing to listen.
Amelia couldn't help but roll her eyes at the girl's words. "Al, you're absolutely mad if you think Frank is going to fall in love with anyone else. He loves you, and I know that he'll wait as long as you need to be ready. That's the beautiful thing about Frank." She squeezed the girl's hand thoughtfully. "You're questioning things because you're human, and because you're sixteen. Who knows what the future hold for any of us? Remus and I could be broken up next month and you and Frank could be married until you die peacefully at 140. We'll never know what happens in the future, so it doesn't do to fret."
For the first time in days, Remus felt himself relax some under the feeling of Amelia’s lips pressed against his. He kissed her back softly, not really having the energy to deepen it any but this was perfect. To just be back with her, to be kissing her after he had been so afraid that he wouldn’t make it through the moon. It no longer mattered how injured he was or how much pain he was in, he was back with Amelia and Remus knew that while it didn’t heal him completely, he gave him a sense that things were going to be okay.
"It’s okay." He whispered softly, though the smile on his face grew at her sweet gesture of pushing the hair out of his eyes. And when Amelia’s fingers ghosted against his skin, Remus couldn’t help but lean into the touch. "I figured you were probably busy with something, I was rushing around like a mad man anyways before I left." And while it would have been nice to have seen her before he had left for the weekend, he was here now, and that was all that mattered to him.
He just sat in the chair for a moment, allowing himself to gather his strength back up from his journey up the library. “Were you getting ready to leave?” Remus asked as he shifted some on the chair, wincing a bit as he did so, remembering how she had her head in her bag when he had entered the library. “If so, I don’t mind walking with you if you were. I mean, that is if you’re not busy with something.” Remus smiled softly, just wanting to spend time with Amelia. Even if it was just walking around the school or doing whatever she needed to get done.
Though Remus didn't say anything, Amelia could tell he was hurting. He was many things, but a good pretender was not always one of them. He could see how much effort it took him to even move a small portion of his body, and her heart pinged painfully as he sat their, obviously in pain. In that moment she wanted nothing more than to get him safely into a bed where he could rebuild his strength.
"Don't be mad, Remus. The only place I'm going is to Gryffindor Tower to tuck you in." She lifted her hand and let it linger softly across his face. "I'm never too busy for you, but there's no way I'd march you around the castle after your weekend.
She perched herself on the desk, staring at him thoughtfully, not wanting to rush him into moving. She knew that he would stand when he was ready, and she didn't want to push him. Amelia knew deep down that had she wanted to traipse around the school, Remus would have done so with her, but she wasn't willing to put him through that pain. All she wanted was for him to get some well deserved rest.
"Me too. He seems like a great guy and all. But if he can’t get over you then he’ll be alone forever. Anyways, how are you recently?"
"Me? I'm fine. You know, working hard as always. To be honest, life has been rather dull lately. Besides Amos, how are you doing?"
The boy was pleased to see a smile on Amelia’s face. He had learned from experience that an angry Amelia was not a good Amelia, and he much rather have her laughing at his goofiness then to be chewing out some innocent second years.
"Damn. Sounds like it’s been a shit day. I’m sorry." Oliver shrugged and grinned at the red head. "I’m going rather well, thank you. Nothing new to report. But who cares about me? You’re the one who’s been having a shit day. Seems like you could do for some cheering up." He quirked a eyebrow at her.
"And you're going to be the one who cheers me up?" Amelia asked, her eyebrow quirking. Having Oli in her life made Amelia happy, if only for the fact that the boy seemed to brighten any room that he entered. She envied that quality, though found that it was incredibly helpful on days like today, when she wanted to kill certain people.
"I certainly care about you though. I might be having a shit day, but who knows? You could be having a worse one and just not telling me." Amelia smiled slightly and leaned back in the chair, surveying the boy. "What's going on in Oli-land?"
You’re joking. You’ve got to be joking. You have better taste in names than that.
Maybe Winifred? Or how about Edgarina? I think those are both solid choices.
Edgar Bones’s impression of Amelia Bones
Did you and Remus use anal beads?
Of course not!
We use rosary beads.
How's Remus in bed?
Well, he's a fairly sound sleeper, although he does snore occasionally.
Don’t you dare. Don’t even joke like that, Amelia, or so help me you’ll find Remus strung up by his thumbs in the Quidditch Pitch.
…You are joking, right?
It's a boy and a girl.
Remus and I were thinking Thelonius and Hildegaard.
Nah, Dad would have probably fainted by now. I’m just too bloody concerned with what my little sister’s been doing to do anything but have a problem. With everything. Bloody hell, Amelia, coloring books are fun, not boys. We suck.
Oh Edgar, haven't I told you... I've got some big news....
Remus and I are expecting.
The- the kissing thing. And what the bloody hell is going on behind that umbrella? I’m not a fan of this picture, Ams. Not a fan.
Kissing? Since when did you have a problem with kissing? Should I call you dad now?