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I've been thinking.

Dangerous. I know.

But I think I'm gonna start posting little pieces of my writing on here every day if I can. It might not be parts of my fic, could just be anything really, stuff I wrote based on random prompts, poems, random drabbles, whatever. Hopefully it'll help me to be more creative and get over my writer's block.

Another thing I'm gonna start posting more about the maraurders in general and the way I've characterised them myself on here, so then maybe I'll get all like "Oooh Maraurders!" And then write more of my fic, you know?

Anyways, we'll see whether or not this lasts.

Have a good day and look after yourselves, drink some water, go outside if you can and have a good rest of your day/night.

Reblog if you’d be okay if your friend came out as transgender

let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out

@little-doggy-girl-collar I hate you

I like Derek Morgan

Good for you. You should tell me about him because alfie wants a deanxderek fic.

I just posted a new chapter of ‘A Poisoned Apple and a Red Rose’ on ao3 and I really love this chapter so here’s a snippet of jegulus interaction that I was quite proud of:

He scanned the blue gray sky above the pitch, remembering he was supposed to be looking for the snitch. He glanced down and saw a glint of gold hovering next to where James was explaining about passing. Regulus dived, shakily, towards the snitch, taking the few seconds it took to get there to convince himself to reach out and wrap his and around the snitch. He pulled up, almost falling sideways from the unexpected way the broom stopped. He was breathing heavily, adrenaline coursing through his blood. He looked up and found he was so close to James their noses were touching.  He held the snitch out for James, “It’s done now, right?” he said his breathing misting in their faces. “Yeah, yeah it’s done now.” James swallowed and Regulus could see the motion of it. He snapped his gaze back up to James’ face and looked around at everyone staring at them like they had grown two heads. He shoved the snitch into James’ hand and dropped to the ground like a stone, clambering off the broom clumsily, before storming off. His friends followed behind him, confused and silent. 

If you liked this then maybe you should check out the rest of the fic.

A Poisoned Apple and a Red Rose by LilHan20 on ao3 

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged from you! :3 🐤 📽

Ooooh fun

Reading

Writing

Comfort shows (cm, supernatural, etc)

Sitting with my friends

Walking

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Ooh okay,

The rain, I dont know why but the rain just makes me smile which is a bit weird. Butterflies they just look so beautiful. Waterfalls, I just love the sound of the water. Walking in the lake district, its so peaceful and I'm surrounded by nature. Finally spending time with my friends and family they always make me smile and they brighten up my day xx

I hope you have a good day, thank you for the ask, my page isn't that big so there might not be 10 people but I'll try xx

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