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Context, while at a party in town Dolores over hears her uncle’s drunken rambling as he makes very unsettling jokes to himself about death and suicide before breaking down sobbing after she hears a knife break skin.

I’m really proud of this strip. It’s pretty dark subject matter and despite my reputation with my friends I don’t actually spend a lot of time drawing these kinds of groundedly morbid scenes. I see Bruno as someone who’s likely struggled with depression on and off his whole life as well as alcoholism and suicidal ideations. People ask why Dolores didn’t tell people he was in the walls and this is why I think. I think Dolores became acutely aware of how fragile her uncle really was at a young age and kept his secret because she worried that outing him would make things worse. You could argue when she grew up she should have known better but by that point this had been going on for years. 

The look on Bruno’s face at the end is the real kicker for me as it dawns on him he may have accidentally traumatized his niece and will need to be a lot more careful how he talks when he’s alone.

Love Bites - Dick Grayson Headcanon

➔ The first bite was out of nowhere.

➔ You both were cuddling on the sofa and watching a random show that was on TV. He pulled you closer, wrapping his arm dangerously close to your mouth. At that moment you felt so loved by the man that you did the only logical thing that came to your mind.

“Ow! What was that for?” Dick jumped; his reaction was more of a surprised one than actual pained.

You just shrugged, “I just love you so much,” you replied innocently before turning your attention back to the TV.

➔ It confused him to no end. Why you felt the need to express your love by biting him?

➔ The second time you randomly bit him was on a random morning.

➔ He was eating cereal by the sink while texting on his phone. It was very early, and while you were extremely sleepy after a long shift at the pub, you couldn’t help but wake up due to the lack of warmth by your side.

➔ You hugged him from behind, leaning your cheek against his back as you whined sleepily causing him to chuckle at your morning neediness.

➔ At that moment, you don’t know what came over you, but you felt such a wave of passion and love towards this amazing man and you didn’t know how to express it.

➔ You bit the back of his shoulder.

➔ And again, he was confused. “You bit me again.” He turned to you, speaking with an amused chuckle.

You shrugged like you did the first time, “Couldn’t help it, I just love you so much.”

➔ Your bites didn’t hurt, but they sure as hell were confusing. Why did you feel the need to express your love by biting him?

➔ After a quick survey and research, he realized those kinds of love bites were more common than he thought.

➔ And honestly, in a weird – Dick Grayson – way, he felt honored when he understood what those bites truly meant. So, when the next bite happened, he was ready.

➔ It was a rainy weekend night; a true-crime documentary was on the TV as you both were cuddling on the sofa comfortably. He hugged you closer to him, and once again, his arm was dangerously close to your mouth.

➔ You bit him.

➔ Just this time, he wasn’t startled by the sudden random act, nor did he question it.

➔ Dick just chuckled in amusement, kissed the back of your head lovingly, and turned his attention back to the TV.

➔ Satisfied, you did the same.

♥️

In case someone doesn't know how to make a "keep reading" on mobile:

I've seen some nerve-racking 10k fics that don't have the cut and in their worst, they're also full of media like "this is a picture of what you're wearing, this is the view you're seeing from your hotel room, here's a gif how x looks at you in this scene" = Tumblr app struggles to load that wall of text and media and then Tumblr app crashes and when asked to put the cut, people are like "I'm on mobile and can't put the cut" so here's a little tutorial video for you guys.

I know this is a problem with all characters but tagging some popular ones to gain exposure for this post.

Pink Prison, a comic I did for my color theory class this semester! we had to pick a color, research it, and do a piece related to it somehow. i chose pink :)

The Batfamily does a big grocery order once a week. It always contains staples like meat, beans, veggies, etc., but if someone wants something specific they must add it to the note on the fridge by noon on Sunday.

Bruce regularly stops by and crosses out foods that don’t meet his approval.

GROCERY REQUESTS

NOTE: PLEASE MAKE WRITING LEGIBLE

lucky charms :) -Dick

pizza rolls -Duke

Beef Jerky -Jason (NOTE: DENIED. BAD FOR YOUR CHOLESTEROL -Bruce)

Fuck you old man I’m already dead why do you care about my cholesterol I hope you eat a Slim Jim and fucking choke on it

Beef Jerky- Cass

Pork rinds plz!!!!—Steph (NOTE: DENIED. UNHEALTHY -Bruce)

I hate it here. -Steph

Vegan cheese- Damian

REAL CHEESE - Tim

STOP CROSSING OUT MY ITEMS YOU LITTLE GREMLIN -Tim

C H E E S E -Tim

STOP IT DAMIAN I MEAN IT -Tim

Snickers for when Bruce is grumpy—Dick

Three dozen shrimp (NOTE: DENIED. WHO KEEPS DOING THIS? STOP. -Bruce)

Gummy worms- Cass

Three (3) live lobsters from the seafood section -Damian (NOTE: YOU ARE NOT KEEPING LOBSTERS AS PETS. -Bruce)

Garlic herb rotisserie chicken that will be mine and no one else can have any -Duke

Diapers because I’m a big baby and I suck all the fun out of life -Bruce (NOTE: STOP.)

Sunny D! :) -Dick (NOTE: DENIED. NOT REAL ORANGE JUICE -Bruce)

:( -Dick

Sunny D- Bruce

:) -Dick

Jolly Ranchers- Steph

Almond milk- Jason (NOTE: DENIED. TIM IS ALLERGIC TO ALMONDS. -Bruce)

Almonds- Damian (NOTE: STOP. -Bruce)

Walnuts- Jason

STOP REQUESTING FOODS TIM IS ALLERGIC TO. -BRUCE

Dinosaur nuggets

There’s nothing quite like doing a photoshoot with two lads in lycra.

He’s been educated.

THIS TOOK TOO LONG why did I do this to myself LOL Based of this post I made earlier. Added extra scene below. Dick is also the hardest one to draw for me.. idky Pretty boys are not my strong suit XD

It's his weakness...

Love and War (but mostly war): Part 1

Paring: damian wayne x batgirl!reader (batgirl for now)

Summary: Being the partner of Damian Wayne comes with its own difficulties. Especially when you’re both hot tempered teenagers who don’t know how to talk to your crush.

Warnings: Mentions of blood and mild swearing

A/n: Ok so this is actually a rewrite of an older fic under the same name. I really liked this prompt but i thought i could do a lot better so i decided to try. this new revised version is going to be multiple parts, enemies to lovers, slight slow burn, with a side of fluff and extra helping of angst. hopfullly this one is even better then the last one. also the support divider was made by @maysdigitalarts ;)

Word count: 1.5k i’m pretty sure

Part 1/?: next part- coming soon (i swear)

Also in desperate need of requests:) info on that here

Being a superhero can be difficult. It can be even more difficult when your partner is an absolute dick. So for you being a superhero was very difficult.

You didn’t choose to be partners with Robin but as the newest Batgirl you found it came with the job. It turns out Robin was just as unhappy with this predicament as you were.

You tried to be friends with him at first, but after about 2 weeks you realized you weren’t getting anywhere and gave up. After you had proved your skills to Damian he stopped complaining about being partnered with you on patrol but he didn’t stop criticizing your every move. His comments led to more than one petty argument.

He was an asshole to you whenever he got the chance but somehow your over romantic heart decided the shit eating grin that he wore whenever he beat you at sparring was very attractive. You couldn’t help but think he secretly wasn’t so mean. Once when you got hurt on the field and he had to bandage you up before taking you back to the cave, he seemed worried and it was almost like he cared about your well being.

You remembered taking on 3 thugs and how the last one pulled a knife out of nowhere. He thrust it towards you before you could react and it sliced across your forearm. You knocked him out with a swift kick and turned to see how your partner was doing, almost forgetting about the cut. It wasn’t a terrible wound but the blood made it look a lot worse than it was.

Damian punched the last man, successfully knocking him out before looking over at you. You heard sirens in the distance and he motioned for you to follow him to the roof. You remembered the climb being painful but you didn’t want him to lecture you about being weak so you sucked it up and kept climbing.

When you had reached the roof he was already listening to the police scanner, looking for your next hit. You had walked over to him and sat on the ledge with your back facing the street. You examined the cut and tried not to make any noise. That’s when Damian looked up and saw your blood covered arm. You were surprised at how quickly he rushed to your side and pulled out a bat-aid kit.

“When did this happen? Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt? How deep is it?” He had bombarded you with questions while wiping off some of the blood.

“I’m fine, it’s nothing. Just a scratch.” You smiled unconvincingly and winced when his gloved hand passed over a particularly painful spot.

“Don’t lie to me. I can tell when you are.” He didn’t look up at you or stop but he was more gentle after that.

“Oh? What’s this? Could it be the one and only Robin is worried, about me?” You had exaggerated shock in your voice.

“TT of course not,” He replied stiffly, finally glaring up at you. “I’d just prefer it if my partner didn’t pass out from blood loss.” You remembered the pain of the cleaning alcohol on the fresh wound. You had hissed slightly at the feeling but sucked in your breath to avoid any further embarrassment. “There, you’ll live but from now you don't hide things from me. Got it?”

That was almost 2 weeks ago but the memory was still clear in your mind. Ever since then you noticed Damian checking on you more often. For a short time you thought this was finally the beginning of a possible friendship but eventually brushed it off as him thinking you were weak or something like that. It seemed a bit more on brand after all.

Today had been pretty shitty to begin with so patrol was pretty much a guaranteed nightmare. Your bus was late so you didn’t get home on time and then you had a mountain of homework to do. Studying had been pushed to the back burner ever since you had started officially working with Batman so you had fallen a bit behind on schoolwork and it was all catching up to you.

Damian had some intel about a drug deal so you both decided to have a mini stakeout and see who showed up. He told you to be there by 10 but you lost track of time and didn’t end up arriving until well after 10:30. This provoked a very boring lecture about time management that you were definitely not in the mood for.

The drug deal went down as expected and you and Damian jumped in to round up the bad guys. It was going fine until one of them slipped past you and managed to escape.

“Damnit!” You exclaimed as the back door swung shut. “I’ll get him!”

“No, don't!” Damian yelled after you but you didn’t listen. You heard him curse and something that sounded like a batarang hitting a wall before the noises blended together and eventually faded.

The man was fast and you were about a block away from the fight when you finally caught up to him. “Gotcha now, asshole.” You smirked as he was backed into an alleyway with no way out. He smirked back and knocked on the door next to him. 11 more thugs emerged and you realized just how bad you had messed up. “Oh you’ve got to be shitting me.” You muttered under your breath while backing up ever so slightly.

One of the men spoke up. “Aw what’s the matter little girl? Don’t tell me you’re scared.” He laughed and others joined him. You let him take a few more steps so he was within your range before grabbing a batarang from your belt and throwing it at him.

He was caught by surprise and had to swerve to avoid the sharp tool. This was exactly the reaction you’d hoped for and gave you time to lunge and land a solid hit to his stomach. He fell back into two of the thugs with a grunt. A man a bit more to your left shouted some profanities at you before charging. You dodged and he ran right into a dumpster, effectively knocking him out.

“2 down, 10 more to go. So who’s next?” You said boldly, despite the odds being very much not in your favor. 3 men launched at you from different angles and you dodged but the move forced you deeper into the alley so there were now 4 men in between you and the exit. “Well shit.” That’s when your knight in shining armor showed up to save the day.

“Well shit times 2,” You muttered.

Damian hit harder than normal and you knew it was because you’d run off without him. Usually he’d wait until you got back to the cave to lecture you but today he didn’t seem as patient. “I told you!” Punch. “Not to!” Dodge. “Chase him!” Kick.

“This might come as a shock,” You grabbed an old book from the trash and threw it at someone. “But I don’t take orders from you.”

“You don’t take orders from anyone apparently.” He sounded angry. Really angry. He started ranting something in a language you didn't quite understand but you had a pretty good guess as to what he was saying.

It took about 10 minutes to knock out the rest of the men and tie them to a street lamp. You had alerted the police and could hear sirens in the distance which meant it was time to go. You turned around and saw Damian was already climbing to the rooftop.

“Where are we going now?” You asked once you’d reached the rooftop as well. You were hoping to brawl with a few more thugs before the night was over. Fighting always helped you relieve stress and right now you have a lot of stress to relieve.

“We’re going to the cave.” He replied simply walking fast and not stopping to let you catch up.

“What? Already? It’s only like midnight. I’m sure there’s some more douche bags that need to be caught.” You knew he was mad at you but cutting a patrol short? He’d only ever done that once or twice in extreme situations. He didn’t respond but instead jumped down off the roof into an alleyway where his motorcycle was waiting. You assumed he’d called it there while he was walking.

“Go back to the cave. I’ll meet you there.” He finally spoke, before speeding off and leaving you alone.

You watched his silhouette disappear down the street and let out a loud groan. “Great, now I get chewed out for trying to stop the bad guy,” You grumbled. “This is definitely not what I wanted to do tonight.” You called your motorcycle to you and it showed up a minute later. You hoped on and headed to the cave, already trying to think up good arguments for the conversation that you knew was coming.

Once you pulled into the cave you parked your bike. You saw Damian was leaning his back against the medical table and he had his arms crossed over his chest. His mask was off and you could see the anger in his eyes as they watched you hop off your bike. Dick, Jason, and Tim were standing nearby but you didn’t pay them much attention. You walked up to Damian who glared at you but didn’t say anything

You’d done the whole “Silently stare each other down until the other person says something” thing a few times but today you didn’t have the patience to try and wait him out. You took off your mask so that your eyes could met his. “Look, I know you’re a little upset with me-”

“A little upset?” He cut you off, pushing himself off the table and taking a step towards you “I’m pissed!” 3 heads from across the room turned towards the brewing fight. “I specifically told you not to chase him.”

“That’s why you ended the patrol?” You asked in disbelief. “Because I did something you didn’t want me to?”

“You ran off on your own. That’s not ok.” He stepped closer again and you were forced to tilt your head up slightly to maintain his gaze.

“Oh please you run off on your “Lone wolf” bullshit all the time.” You saw the other boys getting up out of the corner of your eye but still didn’t acknowledge them.

“That’s different.” He seethed with anger and you still couldn’t understand why but at this point it didn’t matter to you. You had bottled up almost all your harsh feelings towards him and it was finally spilling over. All the times he’d sneered at you or told you to give up on being a hero were flooding back and fueling the anger in the pit of your stomach.

“Because you’re better than me right? Because you’re the one and only Damian Wayne, son of Batman and the greatest goddamn Robin to walk the earth!” You raised your voice letting sarcasm steer your words. “You’re mad because I don’t take orders from you and your over sized ego can’t handle that.”

“I’m mad because I can’t trust you!” He shot back, raising his voice to match yours. “We’re supposed to be partners but you’re too stubborn and immature to listen to me. This isn’t just about tonight and you know it. I can’t do what needs to be done if I’m too busy trying to make sure you don’t get killed.” There it was again. The ghost of concern buried deep under his tone.

“I can take care of myself just fine. I don’t need you to save me like I'm some damsels in distress.”

“Really? Because I had to save you tonight!” This made you furious. You went to respond but a black and blue gloved hand had already found its way over your mouth. You hadn’t even realized how close you were to Damian until Dick was pushing the two of you apart. And you two had been pretty damn close.

“That’s enough!” Dick exclaimed, sounding very annoyed. “You’re supposed to be a team and instead you two have been at each other’s throats ever since you were paired up.”

“It’s all her fault-” Damian started but was cut off.

“First of all, I'm not done yet. Secondly you’re both to blame,” Dick said pointedly. “We’re all sick of your bickering so if you don’t figure out how to get along we’re taking matters into our own hands.” he nodded at Jason and Tim.

Tim was sitting on the table that Damian had been leaning on when you arrived and he, unsurprisingly, had a cup of coffee in his hand. Jason was standing next to Tim with a look of slight amusement.

“What the hell does that even mean?”

“At best,”Jason spoke up. “we get you couples therapy. At worst, we lock you two in a room and take bets on who kills who.”

“That’s not true,” Dick interrupted again. “We’re not taking any bets,” he corrected.

“You’re not but me and Tim already have a pot going. Alfreds in on it and I'm pretty sure Bruce wants to join too.” Jason looked at you and winked. “My moneys on you sweetheart.”

A/n: and so it begins dun dun duuunnnn anywho if you’d like to be tagged in up coming parts reply here i should be posting updates regularly and i wouldn’t want anyone to miss them :)

peter parker can't flirt

TASM!PETER X READER

summary: this is a MARAUDERS ERA x tasm!peter crossover! the reader's one of the marauders, and there's no peter pettigrew. I had tons of fun writing this <3 (no pronouns used.)

"Why are we even in New York?" James asked, pouting.

"I told you a hundred times, some of us need a vacation," you said, rolling your eyes.

"Alright, alright, can we hold hands so we don't get lost?" Sirius asked, in an unfamiliarly concerned voice. "I don't even know how to work muggle phones if we're separated!"

"We're not getting lost," Remus said, his eyes fixed on the map. You pulled him away before he could walk into a pole. "Stop being the worried father figure, Pads. That's my job."

"Joke's on you, I don't know how a worried father would act!" Sirius replied, laughing forcefully. James blinked in surprise.

"Yeah, some of us do need a vacation," he whispered.

-----

"Are you sure we aren't lost?" you asked Remus, pointing at the dark, empty streets. "We could just take a taxi and ask them where our hotel is—"

"No, no, I got this!" Lupin replied just as fast, frowning at the map. "I can figure this out."

"We can also magic this out," James said promptly, taking out his wand. "Lumos!"

"Expelliarmus!" you whispered, making his wand skitter away. "We are in public. With muggles!"

"This place is literally empty," he pointed out, but then turned his head up sharply.

"What?"

"No, I thought I... saw something," he murmured, shaking his head. "Must have been a trick of the— HOLY FUCK!"

He was pulled upwards by a sudden force, his entire body now dangling off with the help of a single white string. He started screaming, and so did Sirius.

"MY BEST FRIEND'S GETTING MURDERED!" he yelled, trying to grab his legs.

"Shut up!" you said, though you were surprised yourself. "And James, stop fucking moving! The string looks like it will snap."

"Ouch, I'm offended," a person said from behind. "They're webs and they're stronger than you give them credit for. Here, I'll show you!"

Before you could turn to see who it was, you were hoisted upwards by your shoulders by the same strings which supported James. Gasping, you tightened your hold on your wand, but at the moment, you forgot all the spells you could do.

Someone else lowered from the sky; upside down and attached to another web. He had a full suit on, and though his anonymity should have made you more worried, it only emitted his playfulness.

"Hello!" He said, still hanging down like a bat. "Welcome to my beautiful neighbourhood! We don't like bad guys here."

"Bad guys?" James yelped. "You're the one who has us tied up!"

"Merlin, we're going to be murdered by a man in spandex," you whispered, half-panicked and half-tired.

"Accio-"

"NO!" Remus yelled, making Sirius stop. "We can't use magic in front of a muggle again. I hate those court hearings. Lawyers irk me."

"Lawyers irk me?" you repeated in alarm. "THAT'S GREAT MOONY, SAVE THAT SPEECH FOR OUR FUNERAL!"

"I'm not mugging you!' the suited man said, amused by how much you were freaking out.

"He said muggle, not mugging- I don't think you're supposed to know that either."

"Can we all take a breath?" Remus suggested forcefully. "It's obvious we're misunderstanding each other."

"So you're not duelling?" the suited man asked, landing softly on the ground. "I mean, I've seen wizards come here before and it's always a mess if they're trying to kill me."

"Why the fuck would we kill you? Who even are you?" James asked, wiggling harder against the webs. The man sighed before pointing his wrist, and literal webs came out, which intercepted the ones that had tied you both.

You fell on the ground with a thud, then groaned before standing up.

"I'm Spiderman, nice to meet y'all," he said, doing a mock salute. "I'm guessing you guys aren't fans of world domination then?"

"Comparing me to a death eater? Seriously?" you asked, straightening up. "I've decided that I don't like you, Spiderman."

"Cute ones never do," he said dramatically, making you scoff. "I'm sorry. My friend's teaching me how to flirt. I think it's better if I don't do that during the job though."

"The job?" Remus raised an eyebrow. "Are you an Auror then?"

"C'mon, Moony," Sirius interrupted. "Look at him, isn't it obvious? Red suit, super flexible, easy on the eyes. He's from a play!"

"What the— no!" Spiderman replied swiftly. "I'm what you call a vigilante. You don't have those wherever you're from?"

"Not that we're aware of," James said in awe. "Can you give me an autograph then?"

"Look, I'm glad everything's cleared up but can we leave?" you asked, still annoyed.

"Actually," Remus hesitated. "I think this is the wrong map."

"What?"

"Yeah, this is not a map of New York. I must have taken the wrong one."

"Well, where are you guys going?" Spiderman asked, folding his hands. "My apartment's just around here if you need a place to stay overnight."

"That'd be great," Sirius said, relieved. Upon seeing your glare, he added, "I'm not walking anymore, and my hair is getting messy."

"Glad that's settled," Spiderman said, taking off his mask. Before you could ask what he was doing, he started shedding off the rest of his suit too. You covered your eyes.

"What the hell are you doing?" you asked angrily.

"Do you think I'll advertise to my neighbours that I'm Spiderman?"

Luckily, he had clothes under the suit so you felt safe to fully open your eyes. Seeing him without his mask was weird, because he looked oddly normal — like the last person you'd expect in a bus to be a vigilante. Like the kind of person you'd definitely blush while talking to you. He looked kind too, and you always had a soft spot for selfless idiots.

Pushing your thoughts into the back of your head, you followed the group as he lead the way. For some reason, he slowed his pace so he was walking by your side, which made you nervous. Or maybe just self-conscious.

"Can I at least get a name?" he asked, seeming casual.

"Y/N," you said automatically, smiling when you saw his eyes go wide. He wanted to compliment your name, but decided not to make a fool of himself again.

"Mine's Peter," he said, doing shushing gestures. "You're not supposed to know that, so guard my secret, will you?"

"Maybe," you replied, smirking.

———

"Gods, do you think they're going to hook up?" James whispered to Sirius, pointing at the two of you laughing and talking a few steps ahead.

"Pfft, what kind of question is that? Of course, they are!"

James nodded, and it was silent for a while before he spoke up again. "I swear he looks familiar though."

Sirius frowned. "Nah, how can he be?"

"What are you guys muttering about?" Remus asked suspiciously.

Sirius shrugged before gasping.

He looked at Remus and then Spiderman, then back at him and at Spiderman again. James did the same, sharing an awestruck glance with Padfoot.

"This is like the time we met Darkling," Sirius said, shuddering at the memory.

——————

part of my valentine's celebration.

cactus beatdowns are definitely the answer to ppl making her sister do unnecessary labor

Dick: You killed her!

Jason: Actually I believe she died of natural causes

Damian, checking the body: Knife to the neck

Dick: I thought you said she died of natural causes?!

Jason: There is nothing more natural than dying from a knife to the neck

Damian, nodding: What would be unnatural is if she survived

How rumors spread through the Batfamily...

Tim, to Stephanie, during patrol: I saw Jason smoking last night on patrol? I thought he quit?

Stephanie, to Barbara, after patrol: Tim said Jason was having a rough night. Must have had another run in with Black Masks gunring.

Barbara, to Dick, on call: Steph said Jason was having trouble with a shootout last night? Crazy.

Dick, to Damian, in the cave: Jason was involved in a shooting last night. I hope everything's okay.

Damian, to Bruce, at breakfast: Todd has been shot.

Bruce: ...

Bruce: ..I--

Tim’s early robin days

Bruce: if I push Tim away and act emotionally distant he won’t see me as a father figure

Tim, whose parents are emotionally distant and have been pushing him away for years: oh wow! He really is dad shaped!

Coming into a fandom late

happy lunar new year! tomorrow is 春节! please lead us gently into the year of the tiger 🐮🐯

[image is a cartoon drawing of a smiling ox leading a tiger cub, who is holding the ox’s tail in its mouth. 新年快乐！ is written above them.]

happy lunar new year  /  chúc mừng năm mới !!  wishing you all a calm, joyful & prosperous year 🤎 

( sepia colour variant of a year of the tiger commission. do not use / repost. print available ! )

garden of eden; l.e

lily evans x fem!reader

summary: a garden date with lily evans is heaven on earth.

warning: fluff

word count: 429

request?: yes / no

a/n: it's a bit short and me but i hope you like it!!

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lily was beautiful. that was an understatement, in fact, lily was a goddess. beautiful in an ethereal and everlasting way that just took everyone’s breath away. you watched her as you lay in her lap, fiery red hair blowing with the wind and fair skin shining under the warm summer sun, she was truly a goddess.

lily soon caught the attention of your loving gaze, peering down with adoring eyes.

“what are you thinking love?” she cooed at you ever so softly.

“you are so pretty” you mumbled in a haze.

she chuckled lightheartedly at your response, her cheeks slightly flushing pink from the compliment. she cupped your face with her hand, pulling you up slightly and pressing her lips against yours in a soft and tender kiss.

you pulled away from her, silently staring for a bit as she tucked in a little piece of your hair behind your ear. you both looked into each other's eyes as if in a staring contest before breaking out in laughter.

you lay back down in her lap, turning your head to admire the landscape around you. lily had taken you out for a little garden date to enjoy the summer sun and with a few flicks of her wand, she had apparated you here, to heaven on earth.

the garden around you rested silently on the outskirts of some old castle ruins. it had been built for the old queen of that castle, a gift to her beauty the legend told. it was named the garden of eden as an allusion to the queen's real and goddess-like beauty and you thought that it was quite fitting for lily too.

you picked up a flower that had bloomed beside you, twirling it in your fingers before reaching up and placing it on lily’s hair.

“a pretty flower for my pretty girl” you said as she smiled.

she pressed a kiss to your forehead before whispering a soft “thank you”, her voice melting in a wind in an ever so melodious way.

unexpectedly, you began hearing the soft sound of a song and then the sound of lily’s voice.

“care to dance, my love?” she asked as she stood up and extended her hand to you.

you took it, standing up before she pulled you into her embrace, her arms wrapping around your waist as your arms wrapped themselves around her neck. you swayed to the rhythm of the tune, basking in each other's love.

the garden of eden was truly heaven on earth, but with lily evans, which place was not?.

taglist: @just-a-smol-spoon, @queen-asteria04, @weaselbrownie, @wrathspoet, @leah-johnsonn, @mummy-milkers-pls, @ughgclden, @drewsbarrymoore

# Alexa, play Just Dance by Lady Gaga

I dont want a career and I hate working. There I said it

I need you.You’re my eyes and ears out here.

The Amazing Spider-Man 2 (2014) dir. Marc Webb

FLORENCE PUGH as AMY MARCH Little Women (2019)