Saying “i Want Him” About The Character But Not In A Romantic Or Sexual Way . I Just Require Him

I swear the received wisdom we're developing about how to clock AI authorship is going to end up doing more harm than good. "Generative language models don't remember what they've written before, so plot holes in fanfic are a red flag that the author is using AI" yeah, and you know who else doesn't remember what they wrote last chapter?

Happy birthday, Remus :3

Saying that Dumbledore had to trick, force, coerce, manipulate, or anything else along those lines to get the marauders to join the Order of the Phoenix hugely takes away the marauders powerful desire to fight fascism, and their disdain for Voldemort’s rhetoric and those that followed it.

Those are core tenants of who they are.

They, and the rest of the Order, signed up as adults to fight an ideological war that would see the people they loved and cared about killed or, frankly, worse.

“What was there to be gained by fighting the most evil wizard who has ever existed?" said Black, with a terrible fury in his face. "Only innocent lives, Peter!"

orchid and sage pretty pls nini <3

hi rae!!

orchid: what’s a song you consider to be perfect?

ooh this is a good question. i’m 100% that person whose taste in music changes constantly so if you asked me this in a few months the answer would likely be different! and i also am sooo bad at picking favorites for literally anything and this feels adjacent to picking a favorite 😭 but im tentatively saying one of these two…

sage: what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?

okay i think i have to say fiction/books for this one because it is one of the rare art forms that actually makes me feel things? i deeply enjoy many other forms of art but writing is one of the few that actually makes me feel the emotions the artist is trying to convey. i absorb the emotions so easily from writing, and i truly do not know why!

ask game here!

filthy rich wizard sirius asks uni student remus who part-times at his parents' cafe (he doesn't know he's a wizard too yet) out to dinner, suggesting michelin star restaurants but remus says no we're actually going to the family-owned chinese place down the street where water and utensils are self-service. best date of sirius' life.

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second chronic illness themed @wolfstarmicrofic! this one featuring Remus with endometriosis for Endometriosis Awareness Month! CW for endo symptoms and mention of blood.

“C’mon, pull your shirt up.”

Remus drags his eyes away from the mindless comfort show on the TV screen. “What?”

Sirius sits down on the couch near his legs, curled tightly to his chest. “You heard me. Pull your shirt up.”

“Sirius,” Remus whines. He looks back at the television and curls his arms tighter around his lower abdomen, trying to absorb the warmth of the heating pad cradled there. “Leave me alone, it hurts.” An understatement if there ever was one. It’s like his uterus is a towel being wrung out until he cries, until he almost throws up, until he’s lost so much blood he’s dizzy with it.

A chilly hand cards gently through the curls falling over his forehead and Remus leans into the touch. “I know, baby, but I want to try something. Maybe it’ll help,” Sirius says.

And, well. He has Remus’s attention, but he’s still skeptical. “What is it?”

Sirius holds up a familiar brown tub of cream, one that Remus had bought for his joints and discarded months ago when it gave him no relief. “You haven’t tried it for this, have you?” Sirius asks.

Remus tilts his head, considering. No, he hasn’t. He doubts it will help, what with the big nothing it did everywhere else, but what does he have to lose by trying?

“Alright,” he agrees, and struggles to sit.

“No, no, hey, stay there. Just lift your shirt a bit for me,” Sirius says.

Remus does. Sirius insists on rubbing the cream into his pelvis for him, knowing how Remus hates the scent on his fingers.

Afterwards, Sirius settles into the opposite corner of the sofa, far enough to give Remus’s overheated body space, but close enough that he doesn’t feel alone. And Remus waits, and hopes.

I don't like this notif 🥲

sleepless nights but a beautiful sunrise

just a very gentle reminder that there is no being "late" to fanfic! whether it's a work that's 1 week old, 1 month old, 1 year old, or even older, i can promise you that the writer is still just as happy to see you reading their work today as they would've been to see you 1 year ago or 5 years ago or whatever the timeline might be.

tell everyone one fact about you, one unpopular opinion you have and your top song on your on repeat playlist and then spread this to five followers you love ❤️

oh hi rae 🥺🥺 omg thank you this is so sweet 💕 also received one from @madefortherain, thank you very much 💕💕

one fact about me: i’m a college student majoring in women & gender studies with minors in legal studies and history!

one unpopular opinion i have: THIS WAS HARD AKDKABDKJA hmmmm um. avocados are disgusting. sooo gross. hate em. also eggs (eggs in things is fine, i mean just straight eggs. like an omelette or something).

top song on repeat:

this is from the lotf playlist and it’s a song i really love in general so this is not surprising!