and you're just a pretty little afterthought.

"She missed him the way she missed the briny scent of seawater or the scummy smell of her duck pond or even the chemical haze of chlorinated pool water — she missed him like that, but worse..." — Waterlogged, a Harry Potter fanfic by on rooftops A blog completely dedicated to Lily Luna P./Teddy Lupin, and run by the fabulous robb--starks, timeywimeywinchesters, filthy-helpless-world, and siochan. Background Credit.

[the-epilogue-scrapbook]

“This is stupid.”

“Shut up and sign it.”

“Best friends forever, right?”

“Forever.”

“Good”

Lily and Teddy, signing their “Bestest friends forever” contract, taken by Roxanne

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

"We're always contradicting ourselves, saying one thing and doing another," she eventually responds, after he says nothing, and he can hear the soft creaking of the branch, the soft shuffling of her clothes, as she shifts. "That's something you've got to either change or accept, Teddy, because just dwelling on it's pointless."

Were Skies to Fall

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

You're somehow sadder each time I see you.

Were Skies to Fall -- FollowThisRhythm

[2lions-blog]

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

She grins madly and presses a kiss to his lips. His question goes unanswered.

Tick-tock, Lily Luna.

clandestine -- jaimelah

[vvolare]

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

"Wait." he says softly. Oh, if they were pleased before, now they're ecstatic. It's so loud, she can hardly think past their voices, and the pressure of Teddy's hand, and his endless eyes.

"You look lovely." he says, cool breath brushing the back of Lily's neck. Her insides rage, and she forgets how to breathe.

clandestine -- jaimelah

[letterstomrpotter-blog]

Not sure what I think about this.

[tumericpeach-deactivated2017090]

I knew I couldn’t be the only Lily Luna/Ted shipper ^_^

[nextgenconfessions]

Teddy promised he’d always be there for Lily, through thick and thin.

made by: cinnamon-starbucks

[alicebelieves]

[killersbabe]

And there, there, deep at the bottom of the pond, he caught sight of something red. Something shiny and red, and more importantly, something moving inexplicably against the current. He gave one final kick and reached the scummy bottom of the pond, his breath catching in sharp relief as Lily smiled at him through the sheen of her own Bubblehead charm. She sat cross legged on a rock, one hand clutching at its base to keep her stable and the other waving a stick around in the water, watching as swirls of murk and glinting flecks of mica followed in its current. Her skirt spread around her legs, floating ghost-like in the water, and she looked perfectly cheerful. Teddy wanted to strangle her.

-Waterlogged, by on rooftops.

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

(via alicebelieves)

[killersbabe]

Teddy loved things that had answers. Arithmancy, no matter how hard he had to work at it, always ended up either right or wrong, and so he loved it. Victoire was easy to figure out, and so he loved her. But the year he turned eleven, something arrived in his life that didn’t make any sense. Lily was maddening and flighty, all teasing grins and tangled red curls. She was the biggest puzzle he’d come across yet and Teddy was hell-bent on solving her.

(Except, somewhere along the way, he fell in love with her instead.)

The stars were like Lily, beautiful and bright and always too far away. They enraptured him, and soon enough he was papering the walls of his flat with starcharts and spending his nights peering into an ancient Muggle telescope. Lily joined him more often than not, bringing him hot chocolate and biscuits when he forgot to eat, pouring over his charts and telling him stories of her summers with the dragons. She loved the constellations and their legends, and one day he mapped them in her freckles.

Lily went back to school eventually, and it was too cold for even him to stay out on the roof, so he retreated indoors and devoted his attention to tracking the stars he observed. His fingertips became permanently black with ink, and months passed without his notice until one day when James burst in out of breath and asked if he’d seen Lily.

She was gone, just like that. All of her things were still in her flat, her owl hooting indignantly at the draft coming in the open window. Teddy stayed at the Potters under the guise of helping with the search, but really he couldn’t bear to be in his flat, where he kept expecting her to Floo in, drop her winter things in a muddy pile on the floor and hide his charts until he ate something. Red hair danced in the corners of his vision and her smile was there every time he closed his eyes. Even if she never returned, Teddy would never forget that smile, those eyes.

His maps of the sky were meaningless, and suddenly finding the answers didn’t matter anymore. Lily was gone, and she’d taken all the meaning out of the world when she left.

(A/N: Two in a row, aren’t you guys lucky. This one is based off of Maps and Charts, I might as well just do an entire Edmund fic series. I don’t own any of the pictures used.)

[the-epilogue-roleplay-secrets]

[nextgenconfessions]

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

nextgenconfessions:

Lily Luna was always the reckless dragon girl and when she died in a stupid accident on the reserve no one was really shocked. No one but Teddy. submitted by: oneofthelivingghosts

[daydreamdelusion]

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

daydreamdelusion:

FLOWERPOWAA on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/14054316

Every man in the room looks at her like she's a goddess, and in the dreamy, dark lighting of the restaurant and spice of the food and the way she attracts everyone's gaze, but her eyes are always on him — he doesn't know why but his heart's beating real fast and he laughs too hard at her jokes, gets too nervous when she sits with her bare thigh pressed hard against his leg.

Oh, The Places You'll Go by howlsatthemoon

[misswallflower]

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

Without warning, she pounces on him, throwing all the weight of her long limbs and slim silhouette to make them both fall back on the bed, her straddling his waist playfully. She tickles his side ruthlessly, digging her fingers into his ribcage until he’s out of breath and his hair’s electric blue, he’s laughed so hard. Then he flips them over and tickles her, feather light touches down her abdomen, and with her head thrown back and her lips frozen in a wide smile as the sound of her laughter fills the room, he thinks she’s never been so beautiful.

Oh, The Places You’ll Go by howlsatthemoon

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

"Teddy. Teddy, look at me," Lily says firmly, and when he looks up she's wearing a soup-top smile and she flies forward toward him and her lips land on his. Her hands press against his knees and she leans on him, lips pressed together in a glorious embrace, one that makes the world spin and Teddy hits his head against the wooden banister behind him.

"Lily –" he gasps against her mouth, his hands unconsciously circling her back and pulling her closer. "Lily."

- Calla Lily (Chapter 3) by WIZARDOLOGY

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

The next thing she remembers is the feel of warm lips on hers. And it's making her giddy, light-headed. He's a better kisser than any of the other muggle boys, a million times better.

So it doesn't come as a surprise when he finally pulls away and she realizes he's got blue-green hair.

The colour's strange. But she still loves him, anyway.

- dreamer by whatthehell fairy

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

He was just standing there, feeling uncomfortable, letting himself be kissed by a hesitant Lily, and chanting wrong wrong wrong, all wrongover and over again inside his head. Then something unexpected happened. She let out this bone-weary, frustrated sigh and pushed herself even closer; finally kissing him like she meant it, with everything she had.

The chant interrupted itself mid-sentence, and just he stopped thinking altogether.

- Things That Got Lost In The Dark by lachambre11

[fad3out-deactivated20210304]

[fuckyeahlilyteddy]

"I owe you a kiss," he says, even though it's not true, grinning at her and she sort of smiles back, looking tired, and he lowers his lips onto hers, excruciatingly, piercingly.

And sometimes, maybe it's a trick of the light, he catches that hint of hazel-green.

- Ink Poisoning by WIZARDOLOGY