Ems07628



Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark 42

    Tags
    Summary

    “What is your favourite star?” Lily asks, looking up once more.
    He takes a moment to think about it, before lifting a hand to point to the night. “That one.”
    “That’s Regulus.”

    “What about you, Moons?” James asks, his eyes don’t leave his star.
    His gaze travels quickly from one star to the other, not even inspecting them before moving on. Until it stops in a particular one. “That’s the one.”
    “That’s Sirius.”

    “You haven’t chosen yet, Lils.”
    She chuckles, the beer is cold against her lips. “You both know my one and true love is the moon.”

    OR

    Lily Evans is a future astrophysicist whose love for the moon is just a bit worrying. When watching the stars one night, she asks her best friends, James and Remus, to choose a favourite out of them all.

    None of them think too much about it until, the following night, the moon and two stars are missing from the sky.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    26,362
    Chapters:
    4/8
    Comments:
    35
    Kudos:
    135
    Bookmarks:
    42
    Hits:
    3,120

    11 Sep 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 12

    Tags
    Summary

    “Whatever you say, Princess,” She replies. She crawls over hesitantly, settling down on the blanket at the far edge, not wanting to encroach on Lottie’s space. Lottie, however, beats her to it– she scoots over a little bit, their knees nearly knocking together. “I wasn’t sure if Her Highness wanted a measly peasant on her fine-threaded blanket.”

    “I practice philanthropy,” Lottie shrugs, but the furrow of her brow, the careful, confused smile betrays her. “What’s with the… princess?”

    If Nat didn’t know better, she’d think she was blushing.

    “Cause you’re, like, a Disney Princess,” She says, raising an eyebrow. Lottie only looks more confused. Nat lets out an exasperated breath, more fond than annoyed, “Dude, you sit in nature, for one. Second, you go out into the forest and sing to the animals–”

    “–I never said I sang–”

    “–That’s called making an inference, Princess,” Nat stares at her, and Lottie stares at her too, and Nat stares back. Neither of them back down.

    Lottie, too, raises an eyebrow, “Where I come from, they call that jumping to conclusions.”

     

    //
    or, The slow progression of Lottie and Nat's relationship from Middle School to Senior Year

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    25,819
    Chapters:
    1/12
    Comments:
    8
    Kudos:
    49
    Bookmarks:
    12
    Hits:
    817

    31 Aug 2025