#and treasured

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Ivan's adoption day piece that had me in tears😭🌌✨️ Just a nice moment for a precious boy!!

[neverenoughmarauders]

Hii! Love Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, can we get a snippet from the next chapter? 😊

Hello anon! Of course you can have a snipped when you melt my heart with such kind words! 🥰🥰 The next chapter is called Healer Carl (Fabian's POV) and will be posted on May 1st. The snippet is one that's close to my heart as it builds on conversations I've had with my mother, about life, and how age impacts, perhaps, how we raise our children. And of course, yet another chance to write about SiriusANDJames

'I fear,' Mrs Potter whispered, 'I pushed Sirius into a situation that he was not comfortable with earlier.'

Fabian had made to leave, to join Alice and Gideon before Alice was thrown out. But Mrs Potter had followed him to the privacy screens that hid Gideon from view, keen to learn how Black was doing. 

'This whole thing is difficult for him, of course,' replied Fabian truthfully. 'He seems angry and frustrated, but we had a good talk.'

Mrs Potter nodded: 'When you're my age, things like this, they shake you, but they don't shock. Somewhere along the way, you lose the naivety that because tragedies are rare, it means you are safe from them. I've had to bear witness to my own sister burying her twenty-one year old daughter.'

Alexandra Shafiq. Indeed, Fabian had been reminded of James' close relations to the Shafiq family when he had spotted Sarah Shafiq earlier. That poor girl had lost her sister. Fabian couldn't, wouldn't, entertain the idea of what that must feel like. 

'Maybe I've been too anxious about everything that could hurt or harm my son,' Mrs Potter continued. 'Maybe I have set boundaries too much based on fear, and too little based on what is good for him. But I also know that life is fragile. It must be protected and celebrated.'

Fabian didn't know what to say, so he simply nodded to show he was listening.

'In my relief that James would be alright, I forgot that to someone like Sirius, this must be an awful shock.'

Fabian still had no idea what to say to this. Mrs Potter sighed, and met his eyes.

'Oh well. I expect I will see Sirius soon enough. They're not easy to keep apart those two.'

This, Fabian did have a reply to. He smiled: 'You could have fooled me to believe they were twins.'

'Sometimes, even I wonder,' said Mrs Potter fondly. 

'Maybe they are, in some ways,' offered Fabian as his thoughts drifted to Alice.

Mrs Potter smiled: 'You know what, maybe they are.' 

[sharpsuite]

♢  — WHICH OF THE 7 LOVE EMOTIONS DO YOU FEEL MOST?

whispers, then Shouts

you love quietly -little touches, little gestures, little words. At first other people might not get it, then they'll think that this is it -you just love quietly. But that's not true, is it? It swells just besides your heart, unsaid words, ungiven gestures, unfelt touches. You want to love loudly, to let your loved ones know how much they mean to you, to finally let all that pressure out. But you can't. You don't know how to love loudly anymore. Do you think people forget how to love? The memories are still there of course. So you traces the photos of your childhood and remember how it felt to love loudly -to love without fear. The words just won't come out of your mouth, no matter how much you practice them in the back of your head. You start to wonder how much more you can take, how much more feelings need to build up before you explode. They have to, right? You can't just hold them in forever.

honey, thyme and bread

you start kneading in the morning, your lover wrapped sleepily around you. Your hands effortlessly work around them, their presence so usual that you would feel cold without it. You smile at them and sprinkle the dough with their favorite spices. You press a kiss against their temple and work honey into your loaf. The both of you remain wrapped around each other even after you've closed the oven door, enjoying each others warmth before taking on your morning rituals. When you return into the kitchen with your hair in a towel, you feel it. Is love really a feeling? If it is it smells like honey, thyme and bread. Your lover is making tea while you pull the bread out of the oven. They hand you a cup, just how you like it, before you break the golden crust. You both bask in it, in sharing the same tastes and sharing the same spaces. You press the last slice into your lovers hands and watch them eat it while sipping your tea, watch their eyes shimmer with every sweet bite.

tagged by: i found it tagging: @cartelheir ; @saburaito ; @psielapki ; @samuhelll ; @crue11 + everyone else i didn't tag :)

[shotgun-cake]

This is an appreciation post for @puduhegepa

and the many edits and gif stories she makes for the fics in this fandom 🥰🥰🥰

You're so supportive of the content creators and we truly appreciate it!

✨ Thank you for your time and imagination ✨

See what I did there?? ;) ;) ;)

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Some gif stories, memes & edits to check out...

@sorrydearie / dashwood's Rival Wedding Planners AU :

"all's fair in love and weddings"

Pudu's wedding planning edits 👰 🍰 💃

dashwood's Feuding College Professors AU :

"you and me (trouble dipped in honey tea)"

Pudu's academic memes 🎨 👨‍🏫 📚

@czpla / boom_slap's Coffeeshop/Rommates AU :

"Unlikely Alliances"

Pudu's coffee-flavored edits ☕ 📝 👨‍❤️‍👨

boom's Angsty MCD Fic :

"who can it be now?"

Pudu's ghostly gif stories 👻 🎶 💀

My (Shotgun's) Knight/Prince AU :

"My sword is yours"

Pudu's medieval edits ⚔️ 👑 🏰

My Berlermo Wedding Fic :

"Something stolen, something blue"

Pudu's holy matrimony edits 🤵🤵 🖼️

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This list is far from being complete, but you can just check out Ege's Gif Stories Tag for everything else. There are so many of them, can you believe???

[wandererindreams]

💗 incoming love train! i appreciate you and recognise the amazing presence you have on this site, thank you for contributing to our community! 🌷 send this to all the blogs you love! don't forget to spread the love. 💌

Thank you so much! This does mean a lot to me.

[ey-thora]

I am so full of emotions I've never felt and words I never thought I'd want to say that keeping then inside is a glorious, beautiful mess

[pyromanicfeline]

there’s always that one thing (it’s different for everyone)

in which you will blindly swim upstream

just for the fun of feeling resistance