#and lilies are easier

[soopersara]

I've been fighting with the colors on this thing off and on for MONTHS now. I'm still not entirely convinced by how it turned out, but this is as good as it's gonna get for now.

Definitely proud of how that lily came out, though!

[juiche]

spider lilies 🥀

get your own print here ❤️

[inchidentally]

this look right here - when only his eyes are visible and taken at a distance with grained film - is why Lando ‘adores giving and receiving physical affection’ Norris doesn’t feel at all deprived around someone like Oscar - when just the way he looks at Lando is a caress and a crushing hug all at once

[thegradus2]

Modern au…

[lichilly]

joseph the man that you are........ head in hands

cw nightmare mention, gender neutral reader

The moon peeks through the curtains, casting a calming white light that paints shifting shapes on your creaky apartment floor. The only sounds filling your apartment are the distant sound of passing cars and Joseph’s steady breathing beside you.

Your eyes drift over to his form, tracing the outline of his being. He’s sleeping on his side, face mushed into the pillows, a heavy arm draped over your waist . You've never noticed how long his eyelashes are until now.

He shifts, eyebrows knitting together before his eyes gently peek open.

You contemplate pretending to be asleep, but it’s too late—his eyes flutter fully open, meeting yours. Your cheeks warm, caught in the act of watching him sleep for who knows how long.

He doesn’t mention it.

“You okay?”

His voice is deeper than usual, thick with sleep as he rubs his eyes and looks at you.

Your fingers grasp at a nearby blanket, fiddling with the fabric absently as you search for the right words.

He scans your face when you don’t answer, dark eyes scanning yours. He lets out a soft huff, his eyes softening when he finds what he’s looking for.

“Nightmare?” He asks gently

You hum, nodding your head as memories of the grim scenes replayed over your glossy eyes. Over, and over again.

The arm around your waist tightens, pulling you closer. His chest is warm against your cheek, a comforting contrast to the cool air drifting through the open window.

His heartbeat fills your ear, drumming softly as his chest rose and fell. Has he always been this warm?

“You don’t have to talk about it,” he whispers.

You burrow deeper into his chest, trying to hide the greedy intakes of his scent—ashy cigarettes, leather, and summer air—a scent you could happily lose yourself in.

A rough hand dips into your hair, curling around the base of your head and cupping it gently. The warmth bleeds through your scalp, cascading down your body in waves as you fight the urge to shiver. He pets at your scalp, blunt fingernails gently scratching skin. It’s almost overwhelming—the scent of him, the warmth he radiates, how he makes you feel cared for so effortlessly. It’s addicting how easily he loves you.

[psicheanima]

[fangirliexpects]

no bc wtf did the marauders do to Peter KILL TWO OF THEM, PUT ONE IN FUCKING PRISION, LEAVE THE MOST PRECIOUS MAN ALIVE ALONE KNOWING HIS TRAUMA AND FORGE HIS OWN FUCKING DEATH

[veryaren]

here.... Take this bwforei go..... (To bed)

[morsmortish]

“we must not let our passions destroy our dreams.” | bartylily

a bartylily as lancelot and guinevere study

as tensions heat in the court of camelot between the king, his wife, and his favourite knight, arthur cautions: “we must not let our passions destroy our dreams.” he speaks of the bond between lancelot and guinevere that threatens to uproot everything they have all worked so hard to build. and yet, the pair can’t stifle all the feelings that seep through the cracks in the facades they’ve both built up. it was never meant to be like this. they were never meant to be together. guinevere is the queen: she has the responsibility of a kingdom of people upon her shoulders. lancelot is a knight: he exists to serve someone else. he lives his life in the capacity of how he can be useful to arthur. they are not a pair written in the stars. and yet. and. yet. they find whatever it is that they’ve been missing in each other. maybe it is the way they are able to see each other, in a way no one else can. through all the layers of expectations and facades of morality. they each see the souls beneath the armour or pretty dresses. and perhaps that is more powerful, more important, than what they’ve been living for until now. barty and lily are similar, in that they both see the other for who they are. behind lily’s “little miss perfect” facade is a real human being, with a soul made up of the same stuff as the soul that hides behind barty’s pretense of the ‘honourable son’ he is named for. they’ve both spent their entire lives pretending, living for other peoples expectations of them, and the freedom they find with each other is unexplainably special. the passions they experience much outweigh the dreams of other people that they’ve been living as thus far. “we must not let our passions outweigh our dreams.” but what if one’s passions become one’s dreams? what then? are the sacrifices worth it? for lancelot and guinevere, and indeed barty and lily, the answer will always be yes.

[every-sanji]

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ari, your recent suguru drabble is in my drafts n trust and BELIEVEEEE you know i will go feral and go in depth about it in the tags.

however i humbly have a little bitty question to ask you if you don’t mind :3

would you mind offering advice on how to write such *chefs kiss* exquisite detail? i always appreciate and adore all the little things you add, and how you take such a simple concept with not much plot, but expand on the emotions and details and it’s just so sublime!!!

(i try but it’s just never what i want idk, merman!toji was my shot at it, but i wasn’t vibing lol)

LOVE YOU ARI!!! MWAH MWAH <3

Lily xo @storiesoflilies

lily my angel!!!!!! 🥺 you’re too sweet, no rush on the drabble, it’s not going anywhere!!!! i hope it can bring you some warmth when you read it either way <333

and ahhhhh please :’) you’re too kind to me ;;;; it’s a hard question for me to answer because description & detail come to me very naturally when i write….. but hmmm for me it’s mostly a matter of just. dragging things out!!! you could explain movements in a very simple way (‘he grabs your hand and kisses it softly’, etc), but you could also drag it out and explain every little movement, almost in slow motion. it all boils down to dissecting actions and emotions and sights!!! :3 which is very fun for me. if you zero in on even the smallest things it’ll help create a more clear image of the setting, the characters, etc!!!

……. maybe that’s pretty useless advice, i’m sorry if so </3 it really isn’t something i put much thought into so it’s hard to explain….. but for the record i think your writing is perfectly gorgeous and descriptive just the way it is!!!! i didn’t notice my attention to detail until people pointed it out so 😭 it’s very possible that you’re just being needlessly hard on yourself. either way i’m cheering you on with your writing my love <333 mwah mwah mwahhhh

[burntambrosias]

hi hi you said on your intro we can send asks for drawings (I hope I am making sense), could you draw jegulily (James x Regulus x Lily)? If you don't like the ship than anything with baby Harry would be super cute in your artstyle :)

YES OFC I LOVE LOVE LOVE JEGULILY thank u for giving me an excuse to draw lily my pronoun queen!! it's a bit messy but i drew this in 24 degree weather with my brightness lowered down to zero, so. (i may draw something more serious and tag you in the future) i fully believe james terrorizes them constantly

[shootingthe-stars]

i feel like my stupid college advisor making every single marauders era character’s timetables rn just to keep everything organized for 4th year. like this is hellish

[deklo]

adam? (don’t repost)

[marauderjojo]

Honestly it is so rude how much an author can make me feel…

here I am reading fanfics at 2AM balling in my bed over someone dying and they weren’t even a main character!!!!

[enbysiriusblack]

i'm in spoons rn so here's what i think the marauders would get in spoons:

james- pint of guinness and mediterranean salad

sirius- ginger ale and bbq chicken pizza

peter- bud light and beef burger

remus- he likes to get a bang for his buck or whatever the saying is. so he does the refill tea/coffee. and sirloin steak

lily- she also likes to get a bang for her buck so does the refill tea/coffee with remus and just shares the mug. unless james or sirius are paying, in which she'd get a stella artois. and ham, egg, and chips

marlene- it's a newer item so obviously they didn't have it in the 70s, but the violet gin with lemonade is so her. and a bbq burger

mary- a pitcher of the purple rain cocktail and pasta alfredo

emmeline- espresso martini and a small plates, she'd get halloumi-style fries, wings, and garlic bread for everyone to share

dorcas- bulmers cider and a cod and chips