LILY EVANS as little red riding hood
I don't think little big girls should Go walking in these spooky old woods alone.
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LILY EVANS as little red riding hood
I don't think little big girls should Go walking in these spooky old woods alone.
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open starter | the halloween bonfire
It’s a known rule of thumb that if there’s any sort of illicit party to be had on Hogwarts’ campus, should one care to look, they’re certain to find Theodore Burke right in the thick of the festivities, and tonight is certainly no exception to this rule. Fed up with the unforgiving curfew imposed by the worrywart headmaster, Theo’s taken it upon himself to liven up the holiday for his fellow students.
He’s currently perched on a fallen limb with a near-empty handle of fire whiskey hanging loose in his grip, sitting close enough to the fire that the warmth of the flames ( or the alcohol ) reddens his cheeks. His laughter rings out and fills the air around him as one of the other Slytherins drunkenly tips backwards off the tree limb beside him. Theodore shoves the other boy’s flailing feet away from himself before he can catch a foot to the face and watches in delight as his housemate struggles to right himself.
It’s then that he notices a familiar face approaching from the direction of the castle. “I almost thought you weren’t coming,” he calls out, lifting his bottle of whiskey in greeting with a grin. “As you can see, you’ve got a bit of catching up to do.”
the “ oh burke, i didn’t realize you cared so much about my attendance.” that sweetly leaves her lips is in direct contrast to the two fingered salute she shoots the boy. it’s not that she HATES him they’ve not spoken near enough for that but he does seem to have a special talent for getting on her Nerves. possibly because he made fun of her hair for being wild and ginger in her first year ( and if she might be taking the silly grudge a bit too far, lily would n e v e r admit it )
past offenses aside, theo burke is NOT going to ruin her albeit reluctant good mood. her eyes roam the group he's sitting with and, finding no one of interest, lily flashes him a smile, "i think i came right on time. you wouldn't have happened to see which direction the people worth my time went ?? they ought to be here somewhere."
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tagged: open location: the halloween bonfire extras: marlene looking like a snack
♖—- After handing over her invitation, Marlene made her way over to the drink selections and eyed her options carefully. She had been cooped up for nearly two months now with the blasted curfew and while she knew that there were reasons for it, it was still bloody annoying. Like making sure students didn’t stay out late was going to protect them from the disasters that were raging on outside the castle walls. But no matter, she wasn’t going to dwell on that right now. She was young, she was at a party, and she was going to have fun.
♖—- Soon, she spotted her favorite choice in firewhiskey and she quickly grabbed the bottle. “If anyone wants a cup, better speak now,” she spoke up to no one in particular as she poured the brown liquor into her red cup.
her head shakes in amusement exasperation “ you might as well just take the whole bottle at this point, mckinnon.” she’s not too concerned about her friend; marlene is a big girl. ( though lily is probably going to be the one that has to carry her housemates home, because that’s how this always goes ) lily takes a sip from her own drink, eyeing the other girl’s costume, “ you’re more of a Marty than anyone else. MAYBE rizzo, but only if you’re pissed off.”
lily evans is not a goody two shoes in the slightest, and yet something about directly breaking curfew ( combined with the headlines in the Daily Prophet ) did not sit well in her stomach. maybe it’s her prefect badge, the absence of it’s weight haunting her lapels like a phantom. maybe its her general reluctance to be here; already, her attempts at maintaining normalcy have been taking a toll. she may not look as exhausted as she feels, but her occasionally vacant gazes and increased need for naps were telling.
still, she’d forced herself to come out anyway. transfigured a basic costume to stay on theme. she’s got to at least try. the thought of hiding alone in her room, mourning the love of people who didn’t want her another night, caused something akin to spite to pool in her gut. lily evans was not a goody two shoes, and she would not allow herself to continue to wallow in misery. she’s an evans, and evanses keep their chins up.
there’s a CRASH behind her, followed by disgruntled yelling and laughter. shaking herself back to reality, lily allows her lips to twitch up, “ enchanted invitations or not, they’re going to wake the damn forest.”
@Zendaya: This is me, feeling very badass with my mace. Spider-Man: Far From Home is out now!!! Hope you have fun, and remember to try not to spoil stuff lol
Zendaya as MJ in Spider-Man: Far From Home (2019) dir. Jon Watts
“I, too, have wept for the spaces between stars.”
— Cold Lights // s.g. (via phantohms)
Zendaya: red hair + red heels
‘love is fake! love is capitalist propaganda! romance is stupid!’ shut uuuuppppp edgelord! all we have in the love is love and love of other humans and love of human, the world, communities, each other! what sort of world are you hoping to build if you spend all your time moping and complaining how there’s no love? what sort of future are you planning if your future doesn’t include passion? romance? pick some flowers!!! kiss somebody on the cheek! write love letters! stop being so hopeless and gloomy, oh my goooooodd!
[softly, but with a lot of feeling] what the fuck
like if you save
Dear god, don’t we deserve soft endings?
We tried to be kind even through our suffering.
Or, dear god, do you have to see scars for them to be there?
Except from Modern Romantics // L.H.Z
“I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.”
— Erin Van (via dontkillthefaeries)
@hogwartsgirlgang: → family ties
↳ L I L Y A N D P E T U N I A E V A N S
“You didn’t just lose a mother that night in Godric’s Hallow, you know.
I l o s t a
s i s t e r.”
Snape apologists: But he only called Lily a racial slur in anger once!
Me: Once is one time too fucking many.
“i am afraid that if i open myself i will not stop pouring. (why do i fear becoming a river. what mountain gave me such shame.)”
— Jamie Oliveira, “Erosion” (via wordsnquotes)