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this is precisely why the tumblr app post-button merge was a terrible idea. am I the only one who hates this??
legit haven’t seen anyone else complain about this. using text post as the base post for everything turns the images unclickable (can’t see them instantly full size), they don’t scale right on the blog, so this bullshit happens.... fucks sake
jilytober day two
02 : lily and james’s first date
they’d fallen into a friendship so easily. their personalities and quirks and really all of themselves fell so easily into this easygoing, calming, amazing, close-to-perfect relationship.
james hadn’t expected that. yes, he had been wandering after her for a while, and yes, he had been the one who serenaded her with the song proclaiming “eternal love” and “being the only true ones”. still, he’d adjusted to the idea of never really having her as his.
lily however knew that this would happen. she’d known since early sixth year when his hesitant smiles and jokes to her had become endearing and cute rather than annoying and excessive. she’d known, but had stayed away, telling herself that it wouldn’t end well, that they couldn’t make it work, that she would fall for him but he wouldn’t. she was keeping away in fear.
yet, he’d found his way in. one fortunate 3 am meeting in the common room had led to her spilling all her thoughts on severus, the boy who had been her first wizarding friend. james was so kind, so understanding- she fell even harder for his character and then his appearance. he laughed like he knew the world’s answers to any riddle; he smiled like he was joy; his eyes twinkled like they knew you; and he carried himself like he was a proud lion. and from there the easy friendship began.
eventually, it bled into days and weeks and months. times when she’d come back from the three broomsticks with rosy cheeks and laughter-filled breaths. times when she’d hold a small smile to her heart after racing back from the quidditch field ablaze with victory. times when she’d lose herself in the haze of joy. times when she’d slip into sleep easily with james warm against her.
the quips and teases asking about when the first date would be were plentiful. but the truth was- they didn’t have a first date; they just had all their times together, all their times of happiness and comfort and so much more.
they were lily and james. and they weren’t defined by dates. they didn’t need to have a first date. they already had all their times together, times of first kisses, and first times, and proposals. for they were james potter and lily evans, and they had fallen in love just as easily as they had fallen into friendship and dating and each other.
Can’t wait for the upcoming halloween event :D
Day 2! Orange. Orange you glad this challenge is around? @cheeky-nachos
Told my Friend i’d make him into a pony. turns out we both love purple so here he is
I do not have much free time to create something better...Again sketch on a grey background with a bit of light..
Excerpt 5
"I've brought nothing but pain and despair to your door." Eckart's voice was quiet in the still of the evening. The forest about them seemed eerie in it's natural silence, as if their ears ached after the noise of struggle and death. Birds, somewhere, gave off their last chorus of chirps for the day, carefree in their gossip as always.
"It would have made its way here sooner or later. You just happened to…quicken the inevitable."
"Even so...please forgive me. For all of this. I meant...no harm, even if I was fool enough to want to believe it would not find you because of me."
"There is nothing..." Raphael paused. Eckart scraped another handful of dirt over the tiny coffin. Blue eyes looked away, and his hand found Eckart's shoulder. The man stiffened under him. "You are forgiven, Eckart."
Raphael felt Eckart slowly relax under his hand. Sighing, he knelt in the dirt next to the dhampyr and adjusted his sunglasses. He softly pushed more dirt into the small hole until the gilt box was covered, and softly patted down the soil until it was firm. "Thank you."
Raphael peered into the sun as it arced towards the horizon. "What will you do now?"
Eckart propped his elbows on his knees. "There are more like me out there. None as hesitant as I am to exercise their full design. If Drest could find me, I am sure they could. In time." He reached up and absently stroked Belinda's scales. She did not move from the heavy coil she formed about his neck and shoulders, but flicked out her tongue languidly. "And I must find Alastor. Poor thing is probably frightened out of his wits." He chuckled. It died too early in his throat. He swallowed. "And you?"
"I won't stay." Raphael dragged in air deep. "The castle will slowly wear with the lack of Adam's magic. And...there are too many...falsehoods to remember within."He scoffed. "To think, a better half of my life, as long as it had been, was a lie."
"You loved him."
"Did I? Or was that another trick?"
Eckart's eyes met his. "I think you did."
"Perhaps." Raphael looked to his thumb. Instead of the grey ring, Eckart's green one sat there instead. He frowned. "You said that a strong emotion had to be...given to enact the spell to allow me to walk the day."
"Yes..."
"I scarcely believe it is love that you used to fashion this thing."
Eckart's mouth drew into a small line, and to Raphael's amusement, his cheeks pinked. "No. It seems that love is a stupid emotion to sacrifice. If you wish to love the person after, that is."
"Oh? Then what is it?"
"Contempt."
Raphael barked a laugh before he could stop himself. "Contempt? You used your scorn and hatred of me to fuel this ring?"
"Yes, well, I wasn't particularly fond of those emotions. And it worked just the same."
Raphael laughed, and Eckart gave a chuckle of his own. He quieted as the sun began to sink down, and pulled off his glasses to wipe tears from his eyes "Oh. Well, is there anything left, then? Or is the lack of contempt providing for you a whole new world of other unsavory emotions you wish to explore..."
The corner of Eckart’s mouth quirked. “Perhaps.”
Silence stretched between them. The sun flared a bit before disappearing. “Something draws on your mind, and I don’t think that the need for forgiveness is all of it. I would figure with all that has happened, that you could find it within you to tell me what it is without me trying to pry it from you.”
“When Drest removed his love for you, some did remain. You cannot sever a person’s complete capacity to love or hate.”
“So you are saying that, despite the making of this ring, there is still some sliver of annoying sarcasm within you that is waiting for the most inopportune time to make itself known?”
“Yes,” Eckart chuckled. “But it no longer has the strength it had before. It allows whatever is left, the other weaker emotions about it to grow stronger. This is what allowed Drest to become...what he was.”
“A murderous betrayer of all...”
Eckart’s hand came down over Raphael’s. It silenced him, and for a moment Raphael stared at it. He then turned his hand, offering his palm up to Eckart’s touch. Eckart’s hand hovered for a moment, so Raphael pressed his other hand over it. Those green eyes looked up to his before Eckart slid his hand away. “There are other things I have felt for you from the moment I saw you that are now...gaining strength within me. Interesting how…such a thing happens when the decision to hate someone is removed. Perhaps I did not think through the making of that ring…dealing with the contempt certainly was easier…and more amusing.” He crossed his arms and turned his head away.
Raphael turned his eyes upward. The darkness of the night was beginning to be interrupted, one star at a time, and a sliver of a moon allowed their display to be truly appreciated. “We should hunt,” Raphael said after some time had passed.
“I shouldn’t.”
“I would not mind if you came with me.”
“No,” Eckart shook his head. He pulled himself to his feet abruptly, prompting Raphael to do so as well. “I cannot. I cannot stay here with you. And you cannot come with me.”
“And…why not?”
“I…need time, after all this. After Drest, and…” His hand fell to his side, his fingers motioning to the little grave between them. “I’ve never not lived with the threat of Drest upon me. I need to…go. Somewhere. Alone. I don’t know quite what for. Or for how long. I don’t want to, but…”
“I understand.”
“You do?”
“I mean, I think I do. For so long, my life has stood to cater to what Adam wanted. Drest. That was his real name, wasn’t it? I only…it has been so long since I have faced this world alone, I don’t truly know what to do.”
“Perhaps that is something we need to find out.”
“Alone?”
“Yes.”
“Do you love me?”
Eckart’s mouth slid open. He struggled to find his voice, and his throat worked as he found his resolve. He turned his eyes away. “I think…I do.”
“Then…how will I ever see you again? How long must it be?”
“A hundred years passes in the blink of an eye,” Eckart said. “The world changes but is always the same.”
“A hundred years, then?”
“A hundred years.”
“And how will I find you?”
“I…” Eckart raised his hand. “May I?”
Raphael nodded.
Eckart pressed it to Raphael’s chest, above his heart. The stake wound was still healing just above it, a testament to how close Adam had come to killing his lover. Raphael’s heartbeat pressed into his palm. “In a hundred year’s time, if your heart still beats the same when you think of me,” Eckart said, pulling his hand back to his own chest. “Then I shall see you again, and you shall see me.”
“And between then?”
“The more we find ourselves, the less we will worry of the other. Think of it…to find ourselves in a whole new time, and to see each other again as strangers? Such tales we can give each other, then.”
Raphael smiled softly. “Very well, then.”
Eckart closed his eyes as Raphael’s thumb traced his jaw, and then his lower lip. He grasped it and pressed a kiss to the palm.
He turned and let it slip from his hand, and walked into the darkness, leaving Raphael, alone, under a blanket of stars.
Well, I redrew my avatar and this was the result.
