❛ the only excuse for not coming is dying. ❜
meme // accepting
“Know a place where I can do that then? I’m kidding. You know I’ll be there. I heard Sirius has got something pretty special planned for this stag party.”

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❛ the only excuse for not coming is dying. ❜
meme // accepting
“Know a place where I can do that then? I’m kidding. You know I’ll be there. I heard Sirius has got something pretty special planned for this stag party.”
@antlersx.
( ⚡ ) — HE WASN’T SEEING things, was he? no, there was no possible way he was seeing things. like he told everyone, he wasn’t crazy. but then, how was it his father was in front of him, about thirty feet away? there was no way he wasn’t just imagining this. of course, being in the state he was, he decided to do the first thing that came to his mind. what would that be, you ask? beating his head against the wall.
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non-sexual intimacies // accepting
James is alone when Remus drops by, which is a rarity these days. There’s a war on and they’re all so busy with their various oblgiations that they’re usually either all together, or no one is home at all. So Remus doesn’t expect to see his friend there, sitting quietly at the kitchen table.
“Alright there Prongs?” He asks quietly, not wanting to startle.
James doesn’t jump, but he does start, like he has to shake himself from his thoughts. There’s something strange in his expression and Remus wants to ask but it doesn’t seem like the right time.
He looks down at the bag in his hands, considering. “I brought cake,” he offers. “One of those caramel ones with all the frosting.” He places the container on the table; it’s a little squished from being in the bag but still edible.
“Yeah, alright,” James says casually. The way he turns and leans over the table speaks volumes though.
“Okay,” Remus laughs. “I’ll grab some plates.”
“Nah, Moony.” James shakes his head. “Just get some spoons.”
Remus hesitates at first but does as he’s told, bringing two larger spoons back to the table.
Once he’s sat down, James grins at him. “Bet I can eat more than you.”
“James.” Remus frowns, but James is already swallowing his first mouthful of cake with a gleeful look on his face. Remus is only caught between action and indecision for a moment before he’s shoving the biggest spoonful of cake he can into his mouth.
#20 A Fuck you Rejection Letter @antlersx
Accepting
James,
I'm sure you see yourself as funny. It's a lark to ask someone out, I imagine, when you have no intention of following through. Or maybe it was a dare--that seems more your style. Did you laugh about it with your mates? Snigger about the farmer's daughter--hair always in that ugly bob. I'm sure you felt very self-assured: her older brothers aren't here anymore, her younger won't have heard.
There are things you've forgotten, however, and I feel that it's my duty to educate you.
You haven't yet grown into your arms rendering you uncomfortably awkward looking and not in endearing way as your friend Remus.
Your voice is unsettling, a banshee would be more pleasant to listen to.
If you spent less time in someone else's arse you might become a decent person. As someone who has spent more than enough time in manure I can assure you that's all you will smell when you reach for something else.
I am older than you and have always handled my own conflicts, I'd recommend steering clear.
With No Affection,
Alice
“I got out the whipped cream and she slammed the door in my face.”
VALENTINE’S INSPIRED MEMES| ACCEPTING
“I’m adding that to my reasons-why-Evans-isn’t-good-enough-for-you list. Honestly, mate, why waste time on a bird who doesn’t respond more positively to that ?! ”
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Kiss Meme (Accepting)
Random Number 38 Chest/Breast Kiss
They’re married.
And drunk.
And Alice can still smell the Bones’ house burning. Somehow its only the last one that matters. She swings around James, kissing his shoulder, his chest--smelling sweat and blood. She kisses his collarbone once more and then--well, there’s Frank plucking her back and Alice can’t help but laugh.
“Don’t worry, there’s no jealousy.” She promises, speaking for all. It’d probably seem like a far more serious lapse in judgement if James hadn’t still been wearing that awful band t-shirt. Alice had been kissing cloth.
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It’s sooo pretty. I’m shit with themes - yours is excellent!
omg thank you. i’m not very good with them either, but i try.