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[janesociety]

yknow for someone who has “seventeen” in multiple places across their blog you’d think less blogs with “mdni” in their bios would be interacting with me….

#interesting interesting #like #it’s weird for you to set standards for children interacting with you #only to go on and interact with those children #i’m gonna like queue this for my 18th birthday or some shit #it’s currently april 8th 2023 #like y’all are WEIRD #but maybe i just don’t get it #janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

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i’ve gotten a lot of followers since i left so if you followed me like since may and you want to be moots just like this or smth i don’t feel like going through my following😭😭

#janie rambles ⋆｡°✩ #moots ★

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send me requests i will literally write anything that sparks any kind of motivation 🤍

#idc if it’s not something i’ve written for before #janie’s requests ༻¨*:·. #marauders #marauders x reader #marvel cast x reader #marvel x reader #dead poets society x reader #janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

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moots ive missed you

#ily mwah #moots ★ #janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

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sorry that i did an event and then dipped, for like litch months😭😭 i think im back now but i might try to get into more writing stuff that interests me but im not sure what that is yet

#still love the marauders #i’m just feeling so dry on inspo #butttt #i think i may be back now hello #janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

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hello friends i may be back

#janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

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illicit affairs is so good

#like YEAH #don’t call me KID #DONT call me BABy #ugh #janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

[janesociety]

remmy + autistic!reader

like she comes home from work and normally goes to sit with him on the couch, but jamie and siri are over, and they're on the couch with him, and there's no room for her. she sits on the floor next to his feet, and it takes him a while to notice why she's there and why she isn't talking.

sidenote: i LOVE sitting on the floor!!

you were't expecting james and sirius to be over today- it's never a problem, this time though it's a surprise.

you've carefully crafted your post-work routine so you can spend time with remus while not being hyper-focused on work even hours after.

the routine usually looks like, get home toss your keys on the ring holder, kiss remus' forehead, shower and change into his sweater from the night before and lay with him on the sofa.

you stop short when you toss your keys on the ring holder and see sirius and james sitting beside him. "hey," you say softly, remus tipping his head back to collect his kiss.

"the green one's on the nightstand," he says as you set you bag down on the shelf.

sirius and james give you little smiles, battling each other in super mario cart. it's more of a physical battle as well, as james shoves his hand into sirius' face as they round corners.

by the time you're done and clean, you're ready to collapse next to remus. you can't though, because sirius and james are occupying the rest of the sofa.

with a light frown, you settle between remus' legs on the floor and hold onto his calves. his hands sink to the hair at the nape of your neck, scratching lightly.

"how was your day, dove?" he asks softly and you shrug. it's remus' turn to frown a little, trying to catch a glimpse of your face. it's then he realises that you're on the floor and not beside him like you would usually be.

"pads, shove over a bit." sirius moves so he's sat beside james and there's a space on the sofa for you. "c'mon up dove," remus coos, pulling you beside him as you stand.

you don't say much as you lay your head on his chest but remus knows you're decompressing as you hum to his questions and smile at james' anger at losing mario kart.

#literally melting #remus lupin #janie’s fic recs ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

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i’m watching how to talk to girls at parties rn and i’m so confused why i’ve never seen marauders fans talk about it

#i’m sure they have #i’ve just never seen #but punk british teens in the 70s?? #the main character + his two friends are literally #james peter and sirius #janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

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JANE MY POOKIE idk if u remember me 😭 BUT OMG I HAVENT SPOKEN TO U IN SO LONG HRU

HELLOO OFC I REMEMBER YOU🫶🫶 i kinda fell off the face of the internet but i’m doing good! hbu

#moots ★ #janie’s asks *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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1989 tv coming out in october was a strange choice BUT i literally couldn’t have waited any longer so idc🩵🩵

#i am having my pop girly summer tho #so it looks like i will be having another one next year🩵 #literally so excited #janie rambles ⋆｡°✩

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⭑ TIE fighter- send me your current top 5 artists, a fandom, + gender preference and i’ll ship you with someone

dead poets society with male preference♡thank you!!

taylor swift

gracie abrams

daisy jones and the six

lizzy mcalpine

phoebe bridgers

i’m def getting meeks! i feel like he’d really love lizzy and daisy jones and the six and there’s no doubt in my mind that he wouldn’t love taylor <3 also taste>>

#i’m sorry this took 2 months </3 #jane’s 150 ✩

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miss americana & the heartbreak prince // james potter

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james potter x fem! reader, royalty au, fluff

wc: 1.2k

in which prince james finds his princess at the ball

it's you and me, that's my whole world, they whisper in the hallways she's a bad, bad girl

a/n: this is rushed as usual but i really wanted to write this idea cause i haven't seen anyone do a royalty!au with james yet! hope you all like it<3 also this is not proofread as usual so i'm sorry for mistakes :)

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the ballroom is as beautiful as it is boring. it's only once a year that the royal family opens the doors to the palace for a ball, and the aristocracy goes mad for it every single time without fail. this year, the celebration marks the spring equinox- magnolia petals scattered across the marble floor, peonies blooming in the palace gardens. gossamer drapes the architecture, the chandelier glinting. the bluebirds in the castle aviary have been singing cheerfully all week. the royal family, typically frugal and stoic, has gone all out for the celebration- and yet not everyone is enjoying it.

 it is not quite midnight, yet the dance floor is pure chaos. so busy, so bustling, that some of society’s most eligible bachelorettes are hiding away. one, to be exact- the most competent of them all. pale half moons in her hair, gown reflecting starlight, lady y/n stands on the balcony, looking out at the night sky. her reputation as the daughter of one of the country’s most esteemed families precedes her- she has not yet received a dance invitation tonight, nor does she hope for one. instead, she she wishes she had brought a book- it would have been most enjoyable. but the balcony will have to do.

the breeze is a nice contrast from the stuffy ballroom, the night air tickling her skin. the pearls adorning her collarbone are cool against her body, and it takes everything in her not to fidget with them nervously. she didn’t want to come- crowds are never fun, but it is her duty, or so her father, the lord, had said in the days leading up to this. but at least she is not a princess, enslaved in societal expectations. what a nightmare that would be.

a commotion arises from the ballroom behind her, but she ignores it, instead focusing on the constellations she's tracing with her fingertip. it’s sure to be the king and queen arriving- fashionably late, of course, to their own party. but she is in the middle of connecting orion’s belt with her fingertip, reaching for the stars when the french doors to the balcony creak open and-

“may i have this dance?”

there he stands. prince james, known for his angelic smile and claim to the crown. the heir to the throne, the rascal of the royal family. y/n’s jaw drops, and she rushes to shut it. “i-”

the prince grins, arching a regal brow. his brown eyes are deep, his skin glowing in the candlelight spilling out of the french door back to the ballroom. she sinks down into a deep curtsy, unsure of the protocol. he laughs a bit, but not unkindly. “you don’t have to do that. curtsy, i mean.”

she stands up quickly, the satin skirt of her gown rustling, awkward and embarrassed. a rosy blush spreads across her cheeks. james thinks she looks beautiful. “i just-” she blurts out at the same time as he says, “don’t worry about it.”

she colors again. he meets her eyes, curious and kind. she’s shy, and even though he’s a prince, james’s social cues are good enough to realize that. “what’s your name?” he asks, his smile accentuating the dimple in his lovely cheek. he might be the prettiest boy she’s ever seen.

she looks the prince up and down, swallowing the nerves. butterflies in her stomach flutter, beating their precious wings, stirring up a whirlwind of thoughts, a warm feeling creeping to her heart. “i’m y/n. pleasure to meet you.”

“i’m james,” he replies, extending a hand. she grasps it, and it’s warm and solid and lovely and she can feel calluses on his palms.

“i know,” she says, voice soft and light. he lets out an exaggerated gasp. “i didn’t know i had a stalker. how on earth did you know my name?”

she smiles, the first genuine one of the night. “must be your ravishing good looks.”

she’s not wrong. he’s known for his glorious curly hair - the lovely smile teasing his lips - and consequently, all the heartbreak that’s ensued from his previous relationships. he’s a prince after all- he can have his pick of the draw, so why is he talking to her? the doubt must be palpable in her eyes, and the prince steps back a bit, sensing the shift in tone. but then he plucks a gardenia from an ornate planter by the balcony railing, sniffing it and offering it up to her, coming closer to her again. carefully, she takes it, stroking the petals delicately. they’re so close he can smell her perfume, sweet vanilla and enchanted roses and water lilies. “thank you,” she breathes, and in that moment it is as if the rest of the world has fallen from her feet, and she is floating on air.

the tension melts from the atmosphere. he is not a prince anymore, just a boy at a ball giving a girl flowers. a sparkle appears in his eye, and the prince- james- gestures towards the interior of the palace.

“i was just wondering if you wanted to dance,” he says, voice husky. “you looked lonely out here. plus, all of those girls are too obsessed with the crown. my mother would highly disapprove if i were to waltz with any of them.”

if he were any other prince, perhaps she might’ve felt pressured to say yes. but he’s warm and comfortable, so why not? she ducks her head in another sort of mock curtsy, letting ringlets of hair cascade over her shoulder. “of course, your majesty.”

“no,” he says firmly, and she recoils a bit at the harshness of the word. but his tone becomes more gentle. “just james. please.”

it’s funny he’s so insistent at this. any other boy would probably jump at the chance to be called things such as sir, your majesty, your royal highness. but not him, apparently. he seems almost uncomfortable with the terms. perhaps being an heir isn’t all it’s cracked up to be- and maybe he’s only known as the heartbreak prince because of the so-called girls chasing after his crown.

“okay, james,” she says finally, and the name tastes good on her tongue. “but- your parents- they’re okay with you dancing? with me, i mean.”

james shrugs, grinning. “my mother’s the one who wanted me to come ask you. she thinks you’re pretty- and so do i.”

surprised, she casts a glance into the ballroom. the queen and king, casually sipping cocktails and chatting with a duke and duchess, are indeed keeping a watchful eye on their son, queen euphemia especially. the star-jewels on her dress glitter, reflecting light from the chandelier, and her aura of regalness is blinding. the king, on the other hand, is simply enjoying the appetizers, glancing around every once in a while.

and so she accepts, taking james’s proffered hand and basking in a glow of happiness as he leads her onto the dance floor. all eyes on them, classical violins begin to play a traditional waltz, and in his sturdy arms, she feels safe. it’s her and him, there’s nothing like this. and who knows? maybe the heartbreak prince isn’t too much of a heartbreaker after all.

#moots ★ #janie’s fic recs ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

[janesociety]

⭑ millennium falcon- send me one of your fics and i’ll read it and tell you my favorite part

i've never sent one of these kinds of asks in before because i'm always terrified it'll come off as narcissistic LMAO but if you could please do this i'd really appreciate it <3 (let me know if the link doesn't work!!)

oh my god i LOVED it. royal au’s have always been a favorite of mine and i loved they way you wrote it <3 i loved how effie never fails to be the best ever in any fic ever.

“the tension melts from the atmosphere. he is not a prince anymore, just a boy at a ball giving a girl flowers.”

this was def my favorite line <33

#and this isn’t narcissistic at all <33 #i really did this one to get fic rece hehe #and i loved reading it <3 #jane’s 150 ✩

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TIE fighter- send me your current top 5 artists, a fandom, + gender preference and i’ll ship you with someone

pleaseee i love your theme <3

taylor swift, lana del rey, harry styles, lorde, billie eilish (yes, i feel like a basic bitch but they're all good) + marvel <3 + i don't mind

i’m feeling like yelena (she would love billie + lana you can’t convince me otherwise) and her with a swiftie gf just makes sense in my brain <3

#jane’s 150 ✩ #so sorry this took so long <33

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⭑ TIE fighter- send me your current top 5 artists, a fandom, + gender preference and i’ll ship you with someone

ooh congrats on 150!! this is the cutest celebration ever omg <33

could i get this for the marauders or the dead poets society please? either gender but male preference :))

my top 5 artists are oasis, arctic monkeys, florence + the machine, david bowie and queen

david bowie and queen will never not give one of the marauders and the combination of arctic monkeys and oasis is SO remus it hurts <3 i also think that neil perry would’ve loved florence + the machine so those are the two i would pick <33

#jane’s 150 ✩ #sorry this took 2 months </3

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been a bit <3 the end of the school year kinda took me out for a little with exams + i kinda just never got back into it bc i went on a school trip literally right after school ended + now we’re here! i actually am gonna attempt to finish all those event things from last month, sorry it took so long <33

#janie rambles ⋆｡°✩