Entertaining myself by fucking around putting all my fics into that Penguin Classics cover generator today! Link to my ao3 <3

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Entertaining myself by fucking around putting all my fics into that Penguin Classics cover generator today! Link to my ao3 <3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
That night, Lily returned to the common room long after the rest of the girls had headed up to bed. The darkened tower, her heavy coat and boots, her wand in her hand as she crept past her sleeping roommates—they were all familiar, part of far too many scenes this year. But despite her habituation, she felt a thrill of excitement shiver down her spine. This time she wasn’t sneaking out alone. She was waiting for someone.
New chapter is up! Posting a little early today because I desperately need to log off and study for my cardiac exam on Wednesday--pray for me yall
one thing in the edge of seventeen that I really loved is that subtle parallel of Nadine standing around awkwardly on the edge (ha) of a group of friends talking. like it's easy to blame Nadine for being childish etc. but it's important to note that she did actually try to be involved! but how people responded to her trying was different. like in the first scene her friend didn't include in the convo, but in the second erwin does, and he did it so naturally as well. it shows u that her and her friend were growing apart already, but that there are ways for people to grow together.
The Edge Of Seventeen speaks in so many level to so many different people with so many different problems.
I know I’m not speaking just for myself, but when it came to the part she apologises to her brother. The self loathing part, I broke down because she knew, you guys knew what I feel all this time. I was never alone, and I hope with all my power, I can make every single person who’s feeling what I’m feeling right now, please, I hope it get better for you guys, cause god, I know how bad it feel.
I love to write a romance and spend the entire time in the pov of the least romantic character in it 💞
Playlist for Remus Lupin from Edge of Seventeen!
I wasn’t born so much as I fell out/nobody seemed to notice me/We had a hedge back home in the suburbs/over which I never could see
Link to the playlist, link to the fic