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back when we were living for the hope of it all

for jily week 2025 day 5: summer fling

a companion piece to "i thought the plane was going down (how'd you turn it right around?)"

rated M

on ao3 here x

Her room is painted with sunflowers, the bedspread is covered with sunflowers, it is bright and the windows are open and there is the sound of the waves, mingling with the sound of their breaths. He sets her on the bed and she pulls him down on top of her and he fits like he was made to be there, his hand finds her waist and it lights her up, just that simple touch, just that brush of skin-on-skin where her shirt rides up and his fingertips meet her body. He pulls away long enough to tear his glasses off and put them on the night stand and then he is back, his lips on her lips, his body against hers, his shoulders under her hands as she yanks up his tee and runs her fingers across his back, feels the movement of his muscles and the ridges of his spine and the warmth of him, of James, warmth she has wanted to know for longer than she has wanted to admit because it felt wrong, falling for a man when she’d just broken off an engagement, but it doesn’t feel wrong now.

#jily fic #jily week 2025 #jple #james potter #lily evans #my fic #back by popular demand because everyone wanted to know how sirius feels about james' runaway bride #the sequel!

if you tell His Majesty that you want him in your camp, he replies very decisively "i would rather die"

I burst out laughing

i love you little hater i hope you live foreverrrrrr!!!!

#boblabla #lex plays bg3 #the sequel!

Favourite Mark Davis Aussie Open tweets!

Bonus: this tweet breaks me literally everytime

#mark davis #kyle fletcher #chris brookes #rsp too #njpw #new japan pro wrestling #aussie open #the sequel!

The Complete Implosion of Riverdale

#super eyepatch wolf #the sequel!#riverdale #the theatre of the absurd

slow down, you’re doing fine | E | 6485 | part 1

“How do you feel about getting rimmed?”

#the sequel!#jonathan toews #patrick kane #chicago blackhawks #hockey rpf

Hi! I just finished reading Backpfei... again (it was awesome 😍😍😍😍) and I was wondering if you had any headcanons for what happens next, especially everyone's reactions when they find out about JB's relationship 🥰🥰🤣🤣🤗🤗🤗

:D I do, indeed, have headcanons and I’ve played with the idea of writing something out and this message gave me the impetus to do it, so thank you!

Tagging @brynnmck for funsies

Backpfeifengesicht: Ten Minutes Later

#jaime x brienne #jb fic #braime #jaime lannister #brienne of tarth #nonsensegermanname #my fic #backpfeifengesicht #the sequel!#of sorts

Caleb was safe in the tower. Lucien made sure of it. His tail was twitching in the air and his eye markings were glowing as his eyes were unfocused. Caleb was sleeping heavily, having used his remaining magic to create the tower.

Lucien curled around Caleb. "You're such a magnificent soul, Darling." He whispered curling around him.

"Mollymauk…" Caleb mumbled.

"Shhhh" Lucien ran his fingers through Caleb's hair and over tear tracks. He was shivering and pale. "I'm here, I'm here."

Lucien's eyes focused on Caleb. "You're alright."

Bright blue eyes looked up at brighter red. "You stayed."

Lucien smiled and hugged Caleb. "I wanted you to be here and if you died doing so, I wouldn't forgive myself."

"I am fine. But- you are covered in blood." Caleb whispered.

Lucien looked down. "So I am. "

"Use my tub. I will be fine." Caleb smiled. Lucien hesitated. Caleb took a deep breath and pulled Lucien close to him, placing a kiss on his lips. Lucien's tail went taunt. He felt a chirp fill his chest and he leaned into the kiss. With a heavy heart, he had to pull away.

"Caleb. You- I will go wash up." Lucien blushed and stumbled away.

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He came back to Caleb reading a book. Lucien crawled onto the bed, nestled under Caleb's chin.

"You feel better?" Caleb chuckled.

Lucien looked up. "You were the one stabbed."

"I'm sleeping it off."

Caleb turned the page.

"What are you reading?" Lucien whispered.

"A bedtime story I used to hear from my mother," Caleb spoke into Lucien's hair. "I'll read it to you."

"The words are in Zemnian." Lucien mused.

"Do you want me to translate?" Caleb asked.

Lucien shook his head.