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[emelywrites]

Hi, I’ve decided to discontinue Soulmates Not Sole Mates. I honestly just had this idea in my head with no real way to go. I’m still open to write one shots about polyamory of any amount of people anywhere, just that particular story is hereby ended. Thanks for reading, though ❤️

#lily evans #james potter x reader #James Potter #james potter imagine #Lily Potter #lily evans x reader #remus lupin x reader #Remus Lupin #soulmate au #soulmates #soulmates not sole mates

[emelywrites]

It‘s my birthday! Send me requests!

[emelywrites]

*୭✧˚₊ television & film ask game! ₊˚✧୭* 

1. What is your favourite television show from the 80′s? 2. Favourite television show from the early 2000′s? 3. Favourite television show from the 2010′s +? 4. Who is your favourite female television character of all time? 5. Who is your favourite male television character of all time? 6. Favourite television show of all time? 7. If you could watch one t.v. show for the rest of your life, what would it be? 8. Favourite television soundtrack? 9. Favourite guest-star appearance on a television show? 10. Least favourite character on your favourite television show? 11. Favourite character on your favourite television show? 12. Best cliff-hanger? 13. Saddest death scene? 14. What television show would you like to be a regular on? 15. What television show would you like to guest-star on? 16. A show that you hate to love? 17. A show that you love to hate? 18. Name an episode from a show that you will always remember? 19. Name an episode from a show that you wish didn’t happen? 20. Spin-offs: yes or no? 21. A show that you started watching but then stopped? What was the reason? 22. Name a show that means something to you, and why? 23. A show that you find relatable to your life? 24. A show that makes your cringe? 25. Favourite television villian? 26. A show that you will continue to re-watch over and over again? 27. Name a show that had the worst series finale, in your opinion? 28. What is your favourite movie from the 80′s? 29. Favourite movie from the 90′s? 30. Favourite movie from the early 2000′s? 31. Favourite movie from the 2010′s +? 32. Favourite movie villian? 33. Who is your favourite male movie character of all time? 34. Who is your favourite female movie character of all time? 35. What is your favourite movie of all time? 36. Favourite director? 37. Favourite series/saga/triology, etc.? 38. What’s your favourite universe? 39. Favourite comic-book movie? 40. What’s your favourite disney movie? 41. Favourite pixar movie? 42. What’s your favourite animated movie? 43. Best voice-casting, in your opinion? 44. Is there a movie that you could watch over and over again and not get tired? 45. Name a movie that made you cry uncontrollably? 46. A movie that had you laughing throughout it’s entirety? 47. A preview/trailer of a movie you saw and thought “I HAVE to see that!”? 48. Rom-com’s or drama? 49. Thriller’s or comedies? 50. Horror or psychological? 51. Your favourite book adaptation turned movie? 52. Your favourite actor? 53. Favourite actress? 54. In your opinion, a well deserved Oscar win? 55. Favourite Oscar speech? 56. Most memorable movie ending? 57. A movie death that shocked you? 58. A movie you thought was going to be good, but wasn’t? 59. Biggest Oscar upset, in your opinion? 60. A movie you hated but everyone else loves? 61. Do you cry during movies?  62. Do you prefer classic movies, or new movies? 63. In your opinion, the best character casting? 64. Think of a movie you really love, how many times have you seen it? 65. Do you like to re-watch movies you’ve seen before? 66. Have you ever been to a midnight screening of a movie? 67. Ever attended a movie premiere? 68. An actor you love that nails it in both television & film? 69. An actress you love that nails it in both television & film? 70. Why is your favourite movie, your favourite movie? 71. Movies based on real life/facts or made-up stories? 72. Your favourite movie genre? 73. A movie that made you feel proud? 74. A movie that scared you/made you paranoid? 75. An Indoor movie theatre or outside drive-in? 76. Are you a snacker/drinker during movies? 77. Where abouts in a theatre do you prefer to sit (front, middle, back)? 78. If you could have a role in any movie ever made, which movie would it be? 79. An underrated movie, in your opinion? 80. An overrated movie? 81. A movie you felt attached to after watching it? 82. A movie that was relatable to you and your life? 83. Name a movie that made you go “wow” after watching it? 84. Action-packed movies or lots of dialogue? 85. Fantasy movies to normal life movies? 86. Have you ever walked out of a theatre mid-movie? What was the movie? 87. Tell us about your worst movie experience? 88. Have you ever spoiled a movie for someone by accident? 89. Ever spoiled a movie for someone on purpose? 90. Tell us about a movie that made you feel all the feels? 91. Pick a movie, any movie. Now tell us your favourite scene? 92. What’s the perfect movie time/length?  93. Do you get bored easily during movies? 94. The worst acting you’ve ever seen in a movie? 95. Can you think of a movie where one scene had ruined the whole thing? 96. Are you a “tommy texter” during movies, or a “shhh-ing susan”? 97. Think of a positive movie experience you will never forget? 98. A movie or performance you thought deserved an Oscar nomination? 99. Best movie soundtrack? 100. A block-buster movie that deserved all of the hype & more?

[emelywrites]

Hi there! Could you write a fic about Diego and the Little Hargreeves? After being basically raised by Diego, she is very close to him, right? I think it would be interesting to see how their father’s funeral happens with them there. Cuz their other siblings barely got to know her, but Diego is more a father figure to her than Reggie ever was, and how she would stand by Diego in everything and showing how much they love each other and rely on one another (he would be so overprotective for sure)

Oh my god, I’m so sorry I took several months to get back to this but honestly I didn’t know where to begin. Now, these past few days I’ve been writing this, and I hope you enjoy. 

(For more parts see my Masterlist)

We Only See Each Other At Weddings And Funerals

Reginald Hargreeves was dead. You, 25 years old, far away from home, trying to stand on your own two feet, could not really care any less. You hadn’t seen your father since you and Diego had gone away from home. After you had graduated you went on to college across the country and now, deep in student’s debt and having just started to work, you truly did resent him.

What does one have an eccentric billionaire of a distant father for if not to pay one’s student debt? When you heard about it on the news one night you called Diego.

“Maybe there’s something in the will for you. God knows, you need it, Little”, he said.

“And to whom would he give something in his will? ‘The other child’? ‘The seven called her Little or something’?”, you wondered while putting some strong alcohol in your cart.

“And even if there isn’t. If you’re there we can discuss what you get. I don’t wanna go either but it feels like I truly have to”, he argued, “I think I’ll need you there, too.”

You sighed. He knew you couldn’t say no to him. He had raised you and that weighed quite heavily as an argument. “Fine. But I’m out the second someone asks who the hell I am and what the hell I want.”

That night you got quite tipsy and went to bed early because your drunk brain wouldn’t let you stay up. The next day at work you organised for a week off so you could go home for “a loved one’s funeral”, trying not to gag while you said that. 

On the train ride to The City you contemplated all the different scenarios that could play out. But nothing came to mind, really. Honestly, you didn’t even know what the others looked like. Diego and you tried to see each other as often as possible, so at least you were excited to see him. When you got off the train, he was waiting for you on the platform. You smiled brightly and ran into his arms, the duffle bag on your back slowing you down slightly and hopping around.

After you’d hugged for a little while he pulled back and took your bag. “Have you seen anyone yet?”, you asked on your way to the car.

“Well, yeah, I saw Klaus a while ago when I got him back into rehab. Not too excited about the rest”, he mumbled.

“I mean, Alison’s last film was pretty good apparently. I couldn’t go see it but I heard good things about it. It’s always great to hear “Hey, are you related to that actress? Cause you, like, have the same name and stuff.””, you laughed.

“Oh, and you know The Times’ alright selling author, Vanya, of course”, he rolled his eyes.

“You know, I think she was right. She was treated awfully, and so was I.”

“Yeah, but you didn’t write a book about it, for everyone to see, without even asking if we were okay with it.”

“Well, you wouldn’t have been alright with it.”

“Exactly my point”, he threw the bag in the backseat while you got in on the passenger’s side.

“Let her be, Diego. She’s been through enough, she doesn’t need us beating her up over living her life the way she wants to.”

He just rolled his eyes and then you proceeded to spend the rest of the car ride talking about your siblings and what had gone on in your lives while you didn’t see each other. When he parked the car next to your childhood home you looked at it with dread.

“Damn, this is what I took a week off for?”, you asked quietly, as if Dad could hear you if you spoke up.

Diego laughed. “Pretend you took the week off to see me.” You both smiled at that and got out of the car.

You took your own bag again and you entered the house. Pogo greeted you at the door.

“Oh, Master Diego, how nice to see you. Miss Hargreeves, I wasn’t expecting you.”

You gave him a short half smile and wrapped your hand around Diego’s wrist, trying to tell him that you didn’t want to make conversation and just get it over with.

“Nice to see you, too, Pogo. (Y/N) and I thought it’d be nice if she came along because she’s his daughter, too, you know. More than any of us, really”, Diego grumbled, obviously disappointed that you weren’t wanted.

“(Y/N)?”, Pogo asked, “That’s a very nice name, Miss Hargreeves.”

“Thank you. Diego came up with it after we moved out. Most people in the world outside this house have normal names”, you said.

You stood in awkward silence for a couple moments until Diego and Pogo nodded in a silent goodbye and you took off to explore the rest of the house.

“It hasn’t changed at all.”

Later that day all six of you stood in the courtyard, along with Grace and Pogo. Luther dumped the ashes while you stood next to Diego, his arm wrapped around you in a protective manner. You raised an eyebrow and let out a mocking snort when you looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, slowly getting soaked in the rain.

“You have anything to say, Little?”, Luther said with a raised eyebrow.

“No”, you said quickly.

Diego looked at you, who was looking at the ground, a smile that was trying to suppress a laugh on your face. The corner of his mouth twitched as he also tried to suppress his smile.

“You think it’s funny? Really? Dad died. Why are you even here?”, Luther asked you as he stepped closer.

“Hey, leave her alone, man”, Diego said.

“No, he’s right, it is funny”, you interrupted, “Look at that. It’s a pathetic pile of dust, that’s all he is now. That’s basically how he treated me my entire life, kind of ironic, huh?”

Alison snorted and Vanya’s lips twitched into a smile, before it immediately disappeared again.

“I’m here because I’m his daughter, too. Honestly, I’m hoping to pay off my student debt with a tiny piece of inheritance that I might not even receive because he forgot I existed. Some of my friends told me that their parents paid for their tuition, isn’t that crazy? And all my friends told me that their parents noticed them growing up. Anyway, I’m gonna get out of the Umbrella Academy’s hair. I was right, I shouldn’t have come.”

You turned to leave when Diego pulled you back. “You’re right. You have a right to be here just as much as the rest of us. Leave her alone, Luther. That’s my sister you’re attacking.”

“Boys, we don’t need a fight today or any day, really”, Alison tried to step up.

“This isn’t about you, this is about Little here, trying to sneak her way back in when it’s convenient.”

“It’s (Y/N) now, actually. And we’re all doing just that right now. We all left as soon as we could. You can’t fucking blame her for existing”, Diego shoved Luther, “Just because you stayed Daddy’s little boy doesn’t mean the rest of us didn’t grow up.”

Luther glared at Diego and then lunged at him. Everyone tried to do something about the two of them fighting but of course they never stopped until they knocked over Ben’s statue. I tightly grabbed Diego’s hand with a frown on my face and my eyebrows drawn together. Luther glared at us and then stomped off. The rest of us followed shortly thereafter.

This had been a bad idea.

#diego hargreeves #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves imagine #diego hargreeves x sister!reader #the umbrella academy #Umbrella Academy

[emelywrites]

Me, normally: Flowers are just overprized corpses and if I had a boyfriend who gave me flowers, I‘d know he‘s not the one.

Me, on Valentine‘s day, when they‘re even more expensive: Oh my god, look at these beautiful flowers they put here, right at the entrance of the grocery store, I should treat myself 🥰

Me: Valentine's Day is basically a capitalist scheme. All the practices we partner with it include buying goods to give as presents like chocolate. I prefer spending time with my loved ones doing something we love or be given something they made themselves

Also me: *enters a chocolate coma after watching Netflix for 12 hours*

[emelywrites]

Thank you for clarifying your Diego and sister fics - it just threw me because I’m used to seeing that c as being a romantic pairing and I was like errrrr 😂

I think it’s just generally a pairing. I’ve seen many platonic fics in those tags. I’m gonna keep tagging them as x reader though if nobody minds. I just want people to be able to find them. Thank you for asking though I can imagine more people being confused if you were ☺️

[emelywrites]

Just a query - as you’ve used Diego Hargreeves x reader as the tag - are your docs with a sister intended to be romantic or platonic?

Oh they’re platonic, she’s supposed to be in her early teens 13/14-ish, intended to grow as we move on, sorry if that didn’t come across

#diego hargreeves imagine #diego hargreeves x sister!reader #umbrella academy #diego hargreeves

[emelywrites]

Oh so your Diego x sister! Reader fics are adorable! Would you write one where maybe after some time they’ve moved away together, he has to take care of his sister because she is sick (nothing serious but he worries a lot) and he is all stressed and just wants her to get better and is all sweet? I feel like even with the flu he would be super worried because he doesn’t like seeing her in pain

Hi, I’m so sorry it took so fucking long but I hope you enjoy anyway!

Find the other parts here: Masterlist

Your favourite nurse

Just after New Year’s you came down with something. You already weren’t feeling too hot when you left for school in the morning and by third period you were sent to the nurse to check up on you. You had a headache to begin with and were terribly nauseous. The nurse checked you for a fever - which you had but not bad enough to worry too much - and gave you some Tylenol. You then just sat in the nurse’s office until Diego could pick you up.

Diego got the call from your school when he couldn’t leave so you had to wait for two hours while Diego couldn’t focus in the least for the rest of his day. When he was finally able to leave he hurried to your school and rushed to the nurse’s office. Then you went home as Diego carried your stuff and constantly held his arms out to you as if you could fall at any second.

„It’s not that bad, Diego, I just need some tea and sleep, please“, you said softly as you leaned against the wall next to your entry.

„Of course, Little, let’s just get you inside first and then I’ll get you whatever you need.“

He pushed the door open for you to stumble in first and you found your way to your bed blindly and crawled in fully clothed. You shivered as you took off your pants underneath and just threw it on the ground before cuddling in further. In the meantime Diego was rummaging through the apartment to find whatever might ease your cold. As he didn’t find any he sighed and walked up to you.

„I’m gonna head out and get you meds and stuff, will you be okay without me?“, he whispered.

You just nodded into the pillow and reached out your hand to pat his head as a silent good-bye. Then you sighed and curled further into yourself. Diego let out a sigh as he half-smiled and then picked up his keys and wallet before heading out.

When he returned with soup, tea and anything he found that said something along the lines of „relieves symptoms of flu“ on it he heard your soft snores and he smiled to himself at the sign of you being alive but a little unwell. He warmed the soup and put on the kettle before he started reading the boxes of all the medicine he’d bought.

„Diego?“, he heard you whisper, barely audible.

„Yeah?“, he asked as he walked closer to your bed.

„My head hurts“, you said.

„Oh, then you’ll need this one“, he said, opening one of the boxes, „sit up and I’ll get your soup, tea and medicine.“

He loaded everything on a tray and put it down next to you, who was now sitting cross-legged against the wall.

„Cuddle me?“, you asked quietly as you stirred the soup.

He smiled at you and then moved to sit next to you. You circled your arms around his one arm and leaned you head against his shoulder. You were about to fall asleep again and Diego thought that this was what you were like when you were sick, he definitely didn’t mind taking care of you.

„Thank you, I love you, Diego.“

#diego hargreeves #diego hargreeves x sister!reader #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves imagine #The Umbrella Academy #Umbrella Academy #Diego hargreeves x little

[emelywrites]

hello! I have a bill hader x reader request, if you’re still doing them! <3

Y/N and Bill have been together for a while now, and have been trying to hide their relationship due to a bit of an age gap, they don’t want the public knowing, but the members all suspect them anyways. So, y/n does this skit with Seth on SNL

https://youtu.be/rv6304PEVlo

And y/n and Seth are relatively close, everyone on set is pretty close, and they have a bit of fun with that skit, making Bill jealous. They go right to the next skit since the show is live, and Bill acts all possessive and toppy over y/n during the skit just because he’s jealous now. After the show, maybe y/n is like wtf why Bill? and they start to get a little angry but it ends with smut (if you’re comfy/want to) or just a sweetness moment, and they tell the cast and everyone’s like haha.

(I identify as she/her but ofc I don’t mind if this is written as a they/them y/n! Thanks again!!)

Hi, terribly sorry, I didn’t answer sooner, but I don’t feel comfortable writing this as a story like this already exists, here you go:

https://broadwayandnetflix.tumblr.com/post/638450099247333376/overprotective-much-bill-hader-x-reader

#bill hader imagine #bill hader x reader #bill hader

[emelywrites]

Hi! My requests are Open and also I created a second blog to write RPF ( @eemeelyy ). You can go ahead and send me requests there to if you’d like!

[emelywrites]

hi :) could i request a headcanon/imagine with young remus lupin, prompts 17 and 24? i love your writing sm 🥺

HI, thank you so much, I didn’t really know how to put this into a headcanon so I made a little imagine instead and squeezed as much autumn into one morning as possible.

#17: “Did you just jump into a puddle?” - “Yes.” - “How old are you? Five?” - *jumps into another puddle*

#24: Headcanon on how you’d spend the season with your character of choice

Prompt #17 &  #24

When you woke up this particular October morning, wrapped in warm blankets and Remus’ arms you felt very at peace. You untangled yourself from your boyfriend, wrapped on of the blankets around yourself and walked across the carpet to your bedroom window. You opened it and took a deep breath.

It had rained throughout the night. It smelled like proper autumn. The red, orange, brown and yellow leaves that were barely hanging onto the branches or lying in the streets. The rain that had washed over those leaves and the asphalt. The wet grass that parted your house from the street. If you were really attentive you smelled the smoke coming from most of the chimneys in the houses around you.

You heard the sounds of rakes, desperately trying to get rid of the leaves in people’s gardens, just so new leaves would land there by tomorrow. The sound of the wind flowing through the trees. Droplets of water making their way off the roofs and trees. Hasty steps of people walking and running through the streets. Distinct conversations and laughter of two women who were chatting across their fences. Birds chirping and fluttering their wings.

Opening your eyes you saw the beautiful autumn landscape in front of you. Remus and you didn’t live in the most beautiful area in the world, you lived in a place you could afford. But the colours of autumn gave it that beauty you sometimes longed for. 

A pair of arms wrapped around you from behind, another blanket hanging off them. You smiled brighter.

„It’s getting cold, my love“, a deep raspy morning voice whispered in your ear.

„You’re no fun. Don’t you feel the autumn?“

Remus chuckled at your enthusiasm. „Close the window and come back to bed, darling. It’s Sunday, nine in the morning.“

„No, I’m up now. Besides, my Mum always says if you’re cold you should get moving. Let’s go on a walk and enjoy this, Angel. Please“, you turned in his arms and tried to look into his eyes. 

Remus had his eyes closed though and his head buried in the crook of your neck. He was also leaning against you to support his tired body but you just enjoyed having him so close. „Your Mum also said Merlin would shave before you got up voluntarily and now look at yourself.“

You giggled and started running your fingers through his hair. „Come on. It’ll wake you up and when we come back we’ll drink hot chocolate and make those chocolate biscuits you like so much.“

Remus pondered for a bit, swaying on his feet. Before he could answer you became impatient and let go of him. You threw the blanket back onto the bed and started to get dressed in appropriate clothes. You turned around and saw Remus had leaned against the wall next to the window where you had just been standing. You chuckled and started picking out his clothes.

Outside you took his hand and pulled him along as he was still moping a bit. „Come on! This can be fun, you know.“ You took a running start and jumped into a small puddle.

„Did you just jump into a puddle?“, he asked with raised eyebrows while you still stood in the puddle.

„Yes.“

„How old are you? Five?“

You glared at him, bent your knees and jumped into the next, much deeper puddle. Luckily you were wearing rain boots, so your feet and calves stayed dry. But the water still sprayed upwards and hit both you and Remus. You started laughing as Remus started pretending he was soaked.

„I want to go home“, he muttered and stretched out his hand for you to take.

You smiled at him then took his hand and pulled yourself close to him. „We can’t ever have kids if you’re gonna keep acting like one. I can’t handle more than you.“

You laughed and leaned up to kiss him. „You can’t not pass on your beautiful genes, Remus. And I will make the best friend-mum-thingy.“

He chuckled and kissed the top of your head. „Come on, you promised me hot chocolate when we get home.“

#harry potter #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader

[emelywrites]

hello! can u please write prompt 22: The cookies are too hot to eat.“ - „You’re too hot to eat.“ for harry potter please :D thank u!!

I am now listening to Sia’s Christmas album while writing these and it is working wonders. Hope you’ll like it.

#22: “The cookies are too hot to eat.” - “You’re too hot to eat.”

Prompt #22

Harry had never really liked Christmas when he was little. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had never tried to make it enjoyable to him. To him it was just another time of the year where he got more tasks so Dudley could have a perfect day. The first time he’d tried a Christmas biscuit was at the Weasleys’. And he loved them.

Now that he was a grown man with his own wife and son Christmas was the most wonderful time of the year. You loved Christmas and you’d made it known especially during the first Christmas you spent in your shared home. Christmas season had to start in October for you to get everything done. In late November you both started to properly get into the holiday mood.

Having just come home from a trip to get the Christmas tree, some gifts and some groceries Harry got to setting up the tree in the living room where he could still se you and James in the kitchen making his beloved Christmas biscuits. Of course he loved Mrs Weasley’s Christmas cookies but nothing beat the biscuits his wife and him had perfected over the years. He was immensely excited to get his taste buds on this year’s first batch.

When the tree was all ready to be decorated he came into the kitchen where you were just cleaning the kitchen while listening to James listing all the things he wanted for Christmas again.

„Daddy! I got to try the dough before they went into the oven!“, he excitedly exclaimed when he saw Harry.

You pretended to be shocked. „James! That was our little secret. Now daddy’s gonna get jealous!“

You walked up to your son and started tickling him.

„He should be, mummy! Mummy also loves me more, daddy!“

You both chuckled as you lifted James off the counter. „Go wash your hands now, love. Don’t want to ruin your biscuit designs with flour hands, do you?“

James shook his head and ran off to the bathroom as you turned to get the cookies out of the oven. You put the tray onto the counter and put the next one into the oven. When you turned around again Harry was stretching his hands out toward the biscuits.

„Harry! The cookies are too hot to eat!“

He turned his head to you with a raised eyebrow. „You’re too hot to eat.“

„That’s true, darling. Still, that doesn’t change my point“, you giggled.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and started kissing your neck. Suddenly, he winced.

„What’s wrong?“, you asked concerned, looking for any sign of discomfort in his face.

„You really are too hot to eat.“

#harry potter #harry potter x reader

[emelywrites]

As I’m getting ready to open my requests again I’m wondering if I should add fandoms to my list. There’s a lot of people and topics I’d like to write about but I’d like to know what you’d be interested in. Please make some suggestions and I’ll see if I can add them to the list!

[emelywrites]

Hello! May I request James Potter x reader where they both like each other but the other doesn’t know? Just a bunch of mutual pining

Hi! I’m so sorry this took so long. I got so excited you requested something because you’ve been here since the prologue of Soulmates Not Sole Mates so I was so happy I could write something for you in particular. I hope you’re not mad I took so long and you enjoy this!

(by the way I totally imagine this being the mentioned doodle)

Masters Of Flirting

James was universally known for being quite the smooth flirter. Always a line on his lips to compliment not only girls but anyone he found anything interesting about. James was at a point where he found something interesting, hot or just pretty on anyone. He was bored. Bored of being a stereotype and his favourite victim, Lily Evans. After five years of constantly flirting with her and only ever receiving rejection he gave that up.

Usually his opposite would blush, thank him or reply something witty. After having been caught chatting in Potions class, frankly his worst class, Slughorn set him up with (Y/N) (Y/L/N). Someone he rarely had anything to do with, someone who stuck to witty responses to his flirting, someone he never really paid attention to because he’d always been caught up with Lily. But now, that he had to sit and study with her for at least an hour, every week, outside of class, he had to pay attention to her.

„Potter, you listening?“, she pulled him out of his thoughts, „How are you so intelligent but so dumb?“

„Oi, how are you so- so- ugh!“, he tried to come up with a response.

She chuckled. „There you go, intelligent but dumb. I mean you can’t be that dumb, you’re just lazy. Stop putting that much effort into pick-up-lines and maybe you could get to an Acceptable in Potions.“

„You put effort into pick-up-lines, every time“, he argued, supporting his head with his hand and staring at her, who was looking at a paper he’d screwed up.

„I never put effort into pick-up-lines, you just make it that easy. But I’m glad you noticed“, she smirked. When her eyes met his they both looked down, their faces heating up.

It kept going like that, every single time, him never learning much. Not like she didn’t try to teach him things or study herself. James just drew her into this spiral of teasing. To (Y/N) that was all this was. Of course she’d liked him. James Potter was attractive, witty and - when you got to know him - quite sweet. Though she knew he couldn’t like her back.

After about three months of meeting every week James gave off the impression that he was trying. They hadn’t been sharing pick-up-lines in a while, in fact, they hadn’t talked much at all. (Y/N) had been the only one talking, not looking up from the papers, stoically explaining the topics. And James tried. He really did. He took more time outside of their sessions to study, to make her effort worthwhile. 

Frankly, he just wanted to impress her, make her feel like what she did for him was not a waste of time.

Sixth-year NEWTs were coming up, meaning their sessions were coming to an end alongside the school year. That specific Saturday afternoon she was starting to gather her things when the hour was almost over.

„Wait. Can you please just explain this once again?“, he pointed to a paragraph in his book, „I swear I’ve been trying but this is so hard.“

He was being honest. Of course he just wanted to spend time with her but he did need her to explain it.

„Sometimes I wonder what can possibly take up enough space in such a big head for this not to fit“, she rolled her eyes, plopping back down into her chair.

He chuckled quietly and couldn’t wipe the smile off his face when she started making notes in his notes to make them easier to understand. He was tired from all the studying and couldn’t even pay that much attention to her.

„Okay, I guess that’s it. I can’t make it any easier, sorry. It’s up to you now“, she sighed, getting up.

She left and he stayed. He stayed in the library, trying to study for potions, until Madam Pince threw him out because of the curfew. He kept studying in his bedroom, he did not want to disappoint (Y/N).

The potions exam started at 8 in the morning. James felt like a zombie entering the classroom. He sat down and leaned his head into his hand, trying to hold it upright. He saw (Y/N) in the front row, writing or doodling or doing something in a notebook. He suddenly started worrying about the exam. Even though he had studied all night he had just forgotten everything he’d learned about.

Five hours later he was sitting in the Great hall, having lunch with Sirius at the Gryffindor table.

„So, is it going to impress your girlfriend?“, his best friend asked as James was actually about to drop his face into his food.

„I don’t have a girlfriend, Pads“, James muttered, pushing his plate away so he could drop his head onto the table.

„Is (Y/N) (Y/L/N) going to be disappointed in you?“, Sirius said in a somewhat condescending tone.

„Yes, now shut it, you git.“

„You’re just grumpy cause you stayed up all night dreaming about her.“

He lifted his head to glare at Sirius but before he could do that he spotted (Y/N) behind him, eating on her own and reading something. Almost automatically he got up and walked up to her. He sat down in front of her and she lifted her head to smile at him.

„James, hey, how did the exam go?“

„I- uhm… It’s you. You take up all the space. I always think about your face, your stupid pick-up-lines but for some reason everything you teach me is blank. I will absolutely need you to keep tutoring me next year. I need to spend more time with you. More than an hour a week. Doing something that I won’t forget so I don’t feel guilty after every single meeting of ours“, he rambled.

Her eyes widened and she stayed quiet for a solid minute. „Did you flunk potions to spend more time with me?“, she then asked.

„What?“, he shook his head vigorously, „No, I wouldn’t. You’re just that distracting.“

She grinned from ear to ear. „So, maybe you’ll need a different tutor. After all, it’s a bit much. Being your girlfriend and your tutor. I don’t think I could handle all that responsibility. You are quite the liability, Potter.“

„Girlfriend?“

„Isn’t that what you just proposed? I’m fairly sure you did, because if you didn’t I’ll have to go bury myself into the Quidditch pitch right now.“

They both stared at each other with wide eyes, trying to read each other’s feelings. Neither of them knew how much time passed.

„Yeah, he did. He’s totally in love with you and he’d much rather have you as his girlfriend than his tutor. Now please start dating so he’ll stop being mean“, Sirius said as he passed by them.

During the last school year (Y/N) and James were quite the popular power couple. Now that he could stop pining after her he was actually able to learn something. James finished his seventh year Potions NEWTs with an Outstanding and after that was done, he could finally replace his knowledge with all his daydreams about (Y/N) (Y/L/N).

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[emelywrites]

I’ve never taken part in a writing challenge actually. If someone explained, I’d love to take part 💕

If I were to create/host a Writing Challenge.....

Would anyone be interested to join??

(Asking, cause if I do, I really do not want it to flop😅😅- yes I'm that worried that no one will join😬)

Prompts and Tropes would range from fluff to angst. Lines would mostly take from what had stuck me throughout the years plus tv shows/movie lines that are forever embedded into my brain.

I might also add some holiday, Christmas/New year prompts

To test out this 1st Writing Challenge, I would stick to having the fics be from the Harry Potter & The Umbrella Academy

So yea.

Let me know if you're interested. And if we do manage to get a couple of people to join. I'll start finalizing the Writing Challenge and post it later during the week!!

Thanks so much in advance!!💕

[emelywrites]

Soulmates Not Sole Mates

Summary: You wake up the morning of your eleventh birthday with a timer on your wrist. That doesn’t come as a shock to you. What does confuse you is the fact that you have three timers, not too far off from one another.

Warnings: Language, mentions of smut but nothing explicit

Chapter 11

As we arrived at the Potters’ I was still fuming but when I saw Lily on the couch crying in James’ arms I forgot all about my own problems. Remus sat down on her other side as I kneeled before her.

“What happened, my love?”, I asked and she pulled me up into her arms. That put me in a rather uncomfortable position but I couldn’t care less about that right now.

“James and I went to Tuni's wedding and she wouldn’t have me as a bridesmaid, she ignored me and they talked shit about us. Called James some magician and our relationship invalid because we’re more than two people”, she cried.

“Oh Lilyflower, don’t listen to them. Our relationship is just as valid as any other. If not more so”, Remus said quietly.

“We love you so much and if Petunia doesn’t see that, well, that’s shit for her”, James added.

“Love, how about ice cream and a swim and then we’ll cuddle in James’ bed?”, I asked.

I looked up at James who seemed very excited about my idea, Remus who had a soft smile on his face and then back at Lily who slowly lifted her face out of the crook of my neck and nodded. I smiled at her. We got dressed in separate rooms as even though we had been dating for over three years now we hadn’t seen one another naked yet. To be quite honest, I didn’t know what to do, really. I hoped it would come naturally when it did happen.

When I came downstairs again Lily and Remus were already in their swimwear and had ice cream in their hands. Lily had a tub of strawberry and Remus had chocolate. Lily handed me a tub of (your favorite ice cream). She had stopped crying but her face was red and swollen.

“I look dumb and like I’ve been crying all day”, she sniffled.

“Well, you have, love”, Remus replied.

“Remus!”, I scolded, lightly hitting his shoulder, “you look beautiful, Lilyflower, and the water of the pool will cool your face and then no one will ever know there have ever been tears.”

I kissed her cheek and she smiled slightly. I then noticed that this was the first time I had seen my soulmates with this little clothing on. I had seen Remus’ chest before when I was helping out in the hospital but that was about that. I got flustered at the thought and hoped they wouldn’t notice. James then came out and took the tub of mint chocolate ice cream that was left on the table.

“I was going to ask Sirius if he wanted to join us but I just found a note on his bed saying he was spending the night at Marlene’s. You’d think he’d tell us personally”, he mused.

“You know, we did sleep in until noon and by the time we woke up he was already gone. Your mum left a note with breakfast. Your parents took off on that trip over the weekend and Sirius is spending a night or two with Marlene and maybe he’ll visit Peter”, Lily said.

“Are you saying we’ll have the whole house to ourselves for at least one night?”, James said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Lily had a slightly playful smirk on her face and I swallowed hardly. It seemed as though we were all thinking about the same thing and that thing made me feel a certain way that I had never felt before. It got me really excited.

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[emelywrites]

Soulmates Not Soulmates

Summary: You wake up the morning of your eleventh birthday with a timer on your wrist. That doesn’t come as a shock to you. What does confuse you is the fact that you have three timers, not too far off from one another.

A/N: Hi! I feel like I need to start talking about the fact that I haven’t been sticking to my initial schedule. I’m trying my best, though with Uni and trying to get my personal life together it’s not the easiest. I hope nobody is too upset about that. I won’t abandon this story but I won’t post regularly either. Thank you for sticking with me through it :) 

Warnings: Bad parenting (I consider it that, it’s relative), mentions of financial problems

Chapter 10

1977

The summer before our seventh year we were all allowed to stay at James' place together. Except for Sirius who had moved in with the Potters and now had his own room in their house - a.k.a. the guest room but with some posters and pictures hung on the walls - we would all be spending the first half of summer break with our own families, and then, after the only full moon of summer break, had passed we'd all stay at James'. Hope had allowed me to spend the two days of and after the full moon with them since Remus had explained to his parents that he needed one of us with him during those times and that Lily and I had invented a potion that helped him through this.

Talking about the potion, Lily and I, with the help of Professor Slughorn, published the notebook in a more proper form as a real book. We didn't plan on this but we were praised as activists who helped fight against discrimination against werewolves, and despised for creating such a vital potion but making it something so difficult to come by. We really didn't care much what they were saying about us since the potion was meant for Remus only initially, not that we'd ever tell anyone. 

At the early dinner Hope had prepared, Remus' father was reading our book. Hope and I were just having a conversation about life, mainly mine as it had turned out. Remus didn't engage much at all but we all knew that tonight he didn't want to engage in conversation and we accepted that. When I was already done and just drinking my water Lyall put the book down and glared at me all of a sudden.

"How are we supposed to afford this?", he asked me in a rather loud and angry voice.

"Excuse me?", I asked perplexed.

"We don't have the money to buy these ingredients, let alone the skill to brew this potion. It has always been hard to support having a child who is a werewolf-"

"Lyall, please, stop it", Hope interrupted, trying to calm him.

"And now you put this on top, the prospect of making it easier, only to rip it away. Many families aren't as rich as the Y/L/N's, Y/N. And while we're at it, why didn't you just invent something that makes him human again in the first place."

Tears were prickling in my eyes and I felt Remus' sad eyes on me.

"Mr Lupin, you don't have to worry about money or skill at all, Lily and I have been making this potion for Remus every month for over a year. The only reason we published this book is to make our own money to get these ingredients, and hopefully help others. We're both very skilled in potions, Lily is the best in our class and I have been assisting Madam Pomfrey in the hospital wing since second year", I had stood up from my chair and my voice was rising in volume and therefore it broke, "James has been paying for the ingredients for a while now. Mr Lupin, your son is our soulmate, we care about him just as much as you do. There is no cure for lycanthropy. We're doing the best we can."

"How dare you? That's my son we're talking about. You don't care for him nearly as much as we do-"

"Lyall!", Hope yelled.

"Some fifth years inventing and brewing a potion and testing it on my son! How could you know you weren't poisoning him? How do I know you haven't been poisoning him for over a year now, as you so proudly put it? Get out of my house!"

"Dad, no! I need her!", Remus had tears running down his cheeks.

"No, you don't! I don't even know if we'll be sending you back to that Merlin forsaken school, if you're gonna drag in people like her."

"With all due respect, Mr Lupin, I am not leaving. If Remus needs me, I will stay with him. You have read the book and apparently you understood it well enough to attack me over it. I wouldn't dare to poison Remus. We only gave it to him when we were sure it was safe. And, frankly, if you really care for him as much as you say you do, you will respect his wishes and trust me to care for him like we all have for the past six years and will for the rest of our damn lives."

Lyall took his drink and took off toward the living room. Hope sank back into her chair. I stepped closer to Remus as he leaned his head against my stomach and I ran my hands through his hair. I took a look a the clock.

"You should probably head out, angel", I whispered, the tears had stopped running down my face.

He nodded and got up. I walked him to the door and before he headed out he turned back around to me and hugged me tightly.

"Thank you", he whispered.

I lifted his face off my shoulder and pressed a kiss to his lips.

"I love you, be careful."

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