KING;

prongs ? 17, gryffindor, equality, i solemnly swear that i am up to your mum.

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joneshestia:

“Why, yes, it is my birthday and this dress is new and extra special for that reason!” Hestia  waved a hand over her galaxy themed dress before giving a twirl to show how whenever she did, the stars that were littered around the skirt of the dress lit up. “Do you like it?”

          james grinned as he held hestia’s hand above her head, watching an inky night sky twirl around her. “BEAUTIFUL as always, jones,” he said as he let go of her, allowing her spins to come to a stop. “and a very happy birthday, i might add.”

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pettigreww:

      “Gotta love those post-Christmas sales,” said Peter to himself, carrying a box filled with things from Zonko’s and Honeydukes, as well as some supplies for a new banner for the oncoming Quidditch match. 

          “oh, jesus christ, pete,” james said, though a laugh traced the edges of his voice. “this is more than enough gryffindor spirit, don’t you think? you’re gonna bloody blind the keeper.”

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ohdeerevans:

“Every year I tell myself there’s no way Puddifoots can make the storefront any pinker, and yet we learn: never underestimate masters of their craft. Point being, dare you to touch the glitter.”

          “do you take me for a madman?” james asked pointedly, hands in his pockets as they approached the shop. “i’ll be covered in glitter for weeks.”

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MARAUDERS + hamilton lyrics.         ( @mischiefs @pcdfootisms @rj-moony )

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rj-moony:

“Oh come on, I’m sure Sirius put a lot of thought into these valentines. You should really be more grateful you have such a caring boyfriend, James.”

                    “hm, he certainly has a funny way of                      showing it,” james grumbled, looking                      over his shoulder in case anymore                      dwarves were being sent his way. “he                      sent you any of these blasted things?”

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chcrrybcmb:

“Either gimme your food or do my homework for the next month or so, your choice,” she grinned, hovering over them, ready to take the food in a moment’s notice. “REMEMBER, I am giving you a choice. A pretty easy one, I’d say.”

                     “if i didn’t know any better, applebee, i’d                       think you were threatening me,” james                       said, though a slight smile played on his lips.

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dorksmeadowes:

“It’s Valentine’s next week, isn’t it?” Dorcas questioned, a gentle smile on her lips as she cast her mind back to last Valentine’s day.

                    “i believe it is, meadowes. got something                      special planned?”

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                    “oi, you wanna hide me for a minute?                      these singing telegrams are getting                      out of hand and i’m one warbling                      dwarf away from hexing sirius into                      oblivion.”

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ohdeerevans:

“James Potter, are you comparing me to the devil?” Lily asked, but eir resolve was wavering. What was one to do when one’s mates kept coming out the woodwork bearing sweets? At some point today ey probably ought to consume a vegetable. “It’s Liliane Chastain’s birthday - perhaps if you smudged it?”

                    james walked a bit closer to em, leaning a                      bit, one hand behind his back and the other                      holding the box of cake in front of him. “my                      only trouble with that proposition is that                      liliane might get the wrong idea. i don’t make                      cakes for just anyone, you know.”

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ohdeerevans:

“Mm, bit of a pickle you’re in, there. You should try the Great Hall,” Lily said, eyes wide and innocent. Ey wanted to laugh - precious boy, precious friends who kept baking - “I’m sure there are a few Firsties who’d be glad to take it off your hands.”

                    “bollocks. that’s just too bad, innit? cause i                      happen to have a devil’s food cake that MAY                      OR MAY NOT have “ lily evans ” across the                      top in whipped cream. haven’t seen anyone                      else with the name, have you?”

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ohdeerevans:

“Before you say anything - no, it is not my birthday.”

                    “oh, no, of course not,” james shook his                      head, as if the statement were obvious.                      “but i guess that means i need to find                      somewhere else to put this cake.”

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luciusmalfov:

“That is an impressive stain you’ve got there … I’d almost think it was a fashion statement if it wasn’t so nasty,” said Lucius, nose wrinkled slightly as he looked at the person’s shirt.

                    “always talking about your own appearance,                      aren’t you malfoy? it seems this stain might                      just be your twin.”

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pettigreww:

“Huh. Can’t believe it,” mumbled Peter, glancing in one of the mirrors on the fifth floor corridor. “Actually tied a tie properly — ‘tis a day for the books!”

                    “ah, there we are, pete!” james said with                      a grin, clapping a hand against his friend’s                      back. “you’re looking right spiffed up there,                      mate. maybe minerva won’t even take away                      house points for uniform today.”

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elenawoodrxw:

“The entire time I was writing this Astronomy essay I was thinking about the Star Wars theme song. I hope I didn’t write anything about Han Solo.”

                    “well if you did, i’m sure ollivander’d be                      thoroughly entertained,” james smiled,                      raising his eyebrows at her.

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slow it down//Jily

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ohdeerevans:

“Ridiculous,” Lily said, even as his hand slipped up her back and left a warm softness somewhere in her lungs, quiet and slow. She bit down on a yawn. “M’wide awake. I may go for a run once you’ve conked out. Make a souffle, write a novel, that sort of thing.”

Ey thumbed once more at James’s jaw before eir hand dropped from his face, softly closed fist coming to rest along his collarbone as ey looked up at him. With his eyes closed, she felt quite free to give that face of his the attention it deserved, memorize every line and the places where the lines weren’t, now that he was relaxing some. Lily liked that quite a bit. She wanted that for him; softness and quiet and rest, never so much as to stifle the loudness of him but just enough to sustain it. It was a hard mix to get a hold of, these days, but a bit easier for her when he was around. It would be nice to be able to give him the same.

                  “you should probably think about ruling a kingdom                    as well,” he chimed in, a tired smile across his lips.                    “or perhaps mastering the art of kung fu.” james’                    breaths came in slow and heavy, his heartbeat                    repetitive and familiar against his chest. 

his body felt soft as lily’s hand came down against his collarbone, gentle fingers resting like they belonged there. he could feel eir breath through the thin fabric of his shirt and against his chest, warm and delicate. there was never to much of her or too little, always just enough. he wondered how ey accomplished a task of this caliber;; managed to find the perfect medium between two extremes, sat idly and, he presumed, comfortably in that unsteady space. james himself desperately wanted to be able to find something like that, something the could give em a calm like she gave him. that would reassure him the world wasn’t about end, that he had time without saying any words. 

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slow it down//Jily

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ohdeerevans:

There it was again, that fragile feeling, here and gone again in the space of seconds, gone and back - it flickered. She should be flickering with it. She was certainly afraid, still and usually, but wrapped up in James’s arms there was simply nothing dim about her; nothing glaring, either. Just a soft and steady glow that cast long shadows on the wall. 

She had to focus on the right-now before she had herself asking what it was.

Ey slipped eir hand out of his to let her arm fall more naturally across his chest, and more importantly to brush her thumb against his jaw.  “Just fine,” she told him, “only some horrid boy has gone and taken my book. Makes it a bit hard to ignore him. And he’ll never fall asleep if he’s engrossed by my charming personality, you know?”

james’ hand ran softly up and down eir back, in small circular patterns and long grazes that spanned the length of her spine. their breathing seemed to sync, and he found a great amount of comfort in the feeling of her lungs expanding and deflating beneath his palm. eir heartbeat pressed into his, echoing across his chest. he leaned into her touch, pushing his face a bit more flush against eir hand. when she spoke, the vibrations in her chest bone pressed against his ribcage and assured him that ey was there. 

                   “some horrid boy, huh?” he asked, one eye cracked                     open as he looked down at em. “you’re giving yourself                     quite a bit of credit there, aren’t you, lils?” james’ hand                     moved to push a piece of hair behind her ear, letting his                     eyes fall closed as a low hum settled into his chest.                     “perhaps you could use a bit of sleep as well.”