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Cabeswater

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Ice cream date 🤍

#!!! #them~ #dare I say True Blue coded

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I just got the sweetest comment on True Blue and it fully made my week! I am deep in the query trenches rn (it’s actually going very well I am just crazy and impatient) and it’s just so nice to get affirmation that there are people out there who read my writing and it means something to them!

#sentimental ramblings

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who knows what day it is snippet

Thanks @lynxindisguise for the tag! I love that we’re both writing Vampire AUs right now!

Here’s a snip from the next chapter! A little Remus flashback scene…

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Remus took the record from her side table and handed it back to him. “I don’t want this for my birthday. It’s nice and everything, but I was going to ask you for something else.”

“Really now?” Fenrir said, his smile creeping up on one side to show his teeth. “You know that’s rude of you. I bet you get away with being as rude as you want, don’t you?” But he laughed, and took the record back from her. “Now what do you want for your birthday, Remus?”

Remus took as deep a breath as she could manage. “I want you to kill me.”

She watched for a sign of shock on Fenrir’s face, but he didn’t seem surprised. “I asked the day nurse what happens if you lose too much blood. She said it feels just like falling asleep. It’s going to happen soon anyway and I’d rather it be you.”

Fenrir sighed and sat at the foot of her bed. “I’m not going to kill you, Remus.”

It was the first lie he ever told her.

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Trying to finish this chapter over the weekend but no promises! A solar eclipse is happening in Austin and everyone I’ve ever met in my life is coming into town to see it!

No pressure tags for: @spindrifters @kaleidoscopexsighs @kaaaaaaarf

#wolfstar #lesbian wolfstar #wolfstar fic #marauders #sapphic wolfstar #vampire au

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Ronan’s heart beat unevenly. There was a raw potential to the sleeping herd. Like someone with the correct word could rouse a stampede.

Wedding Song - Hadestown, Anaïs Mitchell Blue Lily, Lily Blue/ The Raven King

#hnnnhhuhh

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dystopian au + forgotten first meeting for wolfstar ✨

Omg literally all I can think about with this prompt is @rollercoasterwords werewolf fighting ring au which I’m currently losing my mind over and has this exact combination of tropes. Feels very fated that I am looking at this ask now after just having read the latest chapter, on the night of the worm moon no less! Anyway, just taking the opportunity to rec one of my favorite WIPs.

But alas that is not the game so I will come up with my own premise (which will not be nearly as good as that fic, but what can a girl do in five minutes)

I think I’d be down for a sort of Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle structure where they have to go on a quest to find missing memories. So it’s a Voldy Won AU, and also a space opera (I just saw Dune 2, so yeah), where Remus is part of a rag tag group of rebels and Sirius is a Space Duke and double agent for the rebellion, and together with their Space Comrades they discover that Voldy (Space Emperor) has made Space Horcruxes to achieve immortality, however whoever tries to tamper with the Space Horcruxes gets their memory wiped and their memories scattered like puzzle pieces in the remaining Space Horcruxes. I think Sirius is probably the one who loses his memory, and Remus and the Rebels have to bring a very confused Space Duke from planet to planet to find the remaining Space Horcruxes and Sirius’s missing memories. Obviously it goes without saying that they were romantically entangled before the whole memory loss debacle and now have to start from square one whist traversing the galaxy together and dodging imperial Space Death Eaters.

Idk, the space opera bit might be a “hat on a hat” situation, but I had fun.

#lynx tag #this was a good time #should I write a space opera?

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Chapter Three: Universe 177: Selkie Realm

There are none of the usual signs of Padfoot—canine-related tattoos, black fur on the sofa, an errant chew toy on the floor—but he decides to test it anyway. He closes his eyes, locates the wriggling animal beneath his skin, and tugs.

In a rather explosive poof, he drops to the ground and... bounces? He scrambles to pull himself to his feet, only to find black flippers in place of his paws. A shocked 'arf' escapes his mouth as he flops helplessly across the floor. It would probably be easier to turn back and walk to the mirror, but he’s committed now, artfully shimmying his way across the floor. 

He’s a seal. A chubby, black, quite frankly adorable seal. Oh, this is exciting. He twists to his side and lifts his tail, posing for the mirror.

But if he’s a seal... and Remus is in the ocean... Is Remus a merman? Now that’d be something.

It’s always something.

#i legitimately think about this chapter so often #why was Selkie remus so cute and sad #why did I cry at the seal chapter… #it was so tender and devestating #literally my introduction to Selkie myth #Lynx how dare you make me feel all the things

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Chapter 26: Padfoot and Moony

Suddenly all four girls disappeared. In the blink of an eye, four animals took their places: a dog, a doe, a fox, and a bird.

“Huh?” Remy breathed, feeling as if she were inside the strangest dream.

Just as quickly, the animals disappeared, and her friends returned.

“Ta-da!” Sirius said.

Just a moment ago she’d been a dog. And now she was a girl again.

Remy’s mind reeled.

What…How–

“We’re animagi!” Lily explained excitedly. Which answered two of Remy’s questions but not the burning third.

“Why?” Remy asked, as the word animagi turned over in her head. She didn’t know all the details of what it took to become one, but she did know it was complicated, and dangerous, and for that matter highly illegal. “Why would you do that?”

“For you, dummy,” Mary said. “So you don’t have to be alone on full moons.”

A contradictory mix of warmth and terror filled Remy's chest. The terror quickly overwhelmed the warmth.

#next day reblog

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Chapter 26: Padfoot and Moony

Suddenly all four girls disappeared. In the blink of an eye, four animals took their places: a dog, a doe, a fox, and a bird.

“Huh?” Remy breathed, feeling as if she were inside the strangest dream.

Just as quickly, the animals disappeared, and her friends returned.

“Ta-da!” Sirius said.

Just a moment ago she’d been a dog. And now she was a girl again.

Remy’s mind reeled.

What…How–

“We’re animagi!” Lily explained excitedly. Which answered two of Remy’s questions but not the burning third.

“Why?” Remy asked, as the word animagi turned over in her head. She didn’t know all the details of what it took to become one, but she did know it was complicated, and dangerous, and for that matter highly illegal. “Why would you do that?”

“For you, dummy,” Mary said. “So you don’t have to be alone on full moons.”

A contradictory mix of warmth and terror filled Remy's chest. The terror quickly overwhelmed the warmth.

#finally!!! #I’m never gonna shut up about this one #it’s finally happening #fic: tough tried true blue #wolfstar #lesbian wolfstar #wolfstar fic #marauders #sapphic wolfstar

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Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story. 

Historical AU 

Royal AU 

Modern AU 

Coffee Shop AU 

Bar/Restaurant AU 

Bookshop AU 

Florist AU  

Hospital AU 

Dance AU 

Airport/Travel AU 

Neighbour AU 

Roommate AU 

Detective AU 

Bodyguard AU 

Criminal AU 

Prison AU 

War AU 

Circus AU 

Summer Camp AU 

Teacher AU 

Dystopian AU 

Space AU 

Performer AU 

Soulmate AU 

Fairy Tale AU 

Massage Fic  

Sick/Injured Fic 

Proposal Fic  

Wedding Fic  

Holiday Fic  

Birthday Fic 

Pregnancy Fic  

Baby Fic 

Vacation Fic  

Bathtub Fic 

Text/Letter Fic 

Coming Out Fic   

Grief Fic  

Survival/Wilderness Fic  

Almost Kiss 

First Kiss 

The Big Damn Kiss 

Dance of Romance  

Flowers of Romance 

Chocolate of Romance  

Blind Date  

Not a Date  

Fake Dating 

Fake Married 

Arranged Marriage  

Accidentally Married 

Marriage of Convenience 

Mutual Pining 

Secret Relationship  

Established Relationship 

Awful First Meeting 

Forgotten First Meeting  

Accidental Eavesdropping  

Interrupted Declaration of Love 

Poorly Timed Confession 

Love Confession 

Love Confessor (Character A confessing their love for Character B to Character C)  

Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple 

Star Crossed Lovers  

It’s Not You, It’s Me 

It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies  

Character in Peril 

Heroic Sacrifice 

Flirting Under Fire 

Locked in a Room 

Twenty-Four Hours to Live  

Stranded on A Desert Island 

Stranded Due to Inclement Weather 

Huddling for Warmth 

Bed Sharing  

Did They or Didn’t They? 

In Vino Veritas  

Above the Influence  

Anger Born of Worry  

Green-Eyed Epiphany  

The Missus and the Ex 

Second Love  

Intimate Artistry  

Married to the Job  

Innocent Physical Contact 

I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On 

Aroused By Her Voice  

Erotic Dreams 

First Time 

Unexpected Virgin 

PWP 

Kink 

Makeovers 

Hair Brushing/Braiding 

Sleep Intimacy 

Scars  

Time Travel  

Curses 

Magical Accidents 

Accidentally Saving the Day   

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Finished my manuscript revisions, I’m fuckin’ back babes!!!

Gonna brush the dust off those WIPs and get to work!!!

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Okay I need everyone who reblogged this to go see Love Lies Bleeding rn.

Sleep deprived in the airport so I’m gonna be Richard Siken posting. So this quote from one of his interviews (that he referenced in his tweets) is interesting to me because it begs the question- if we move something to the erotic to then pull back in order to find tenderness, how then do we apply this to sapphic relationships? Erotic relationships between women are fetishized by cisheteropatriarchy. So how then do we push forward in order to pull back? If we push into an erotic that is already co-opted and fetishized by patriarchy, how do we push further?

Perhaps this explains the prevalence of sapphic horror. The worst thing sapphic women can be in the eyes of cisheteropatriarchy is not erotic, but horrific. Taking something fetishizable and make it gross. And only then, now that we have pushed past what is desirable to cisheteropatriarchy, can we pull back and find tenderness free from the partrarchichal gaze.

#seriously!!! #go see it!!! #love lies bleeding #kristen stewart

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An update on my birthday! And it’s Cowboy Wolfstar!! Best birthday ever!!!

Universe 284c: Wild Wild West

“Pa’s acting real strange,” Harry confesses on their walk to the schoolhouse.

“How so?” he asks as neutrally as possible.

“All friendly-like, inviting you to stay with us. I’m not complainin’, Mr. Lupin; it’s just not like him. And he seems real confused out on the ranch. Pig is doing his best, but he’s acting like he’s never ridden a horse before!”

Remus hums. “That is strange.” Perhaps he let his paranoia get the better of him, and none of this has anything to do with him at all. The saloon girl had mentioned Black’s head getting slammed on the bar—could he be concussed? He should monitor him for more serious symptoms.

“And then there’s letting me go to school,” Harry continues. “Pa always said school was good for nothin’ but indoctrinating kids to become mindless, obedient sheep.”  

He gives a rueful chuckle. It's not an entirely unfair conclusion, especially given what he's heard of his predecessors. 

“Ron says you’re different from the other teachers though.”

“I do my best to teach my students to think for themselves.”

“And he says you never use a paddle on no one.”

The thought of it makes him wince. “No, I don’t.”

“That’s good.” Harry nods to himself. “Pa doesn’t like unnecessary violence. Says the best cowboys are kind to their animals.”

Would eliminating a threat to the town’s livestock count as ‘unnecessary violence,’ Remus wonders.

#lynx tag

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#❤️❤️❤️

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honestly no wonder harrow forced ianthe to lobotomize her so she could save gideon. listen…LISTEN…if i was a secret-war-crime cult nunlet princess worshipped by my entire planet and the only person that (barely) kept me in check was my childhood nemesis—a butch a year older than me, towering over me in stature and physical prowess, and so hot it made my teeth hurt from how hard my jaw clenched in her presence, who wielded a two-handed seven-foot sword and had irritatingly huge biceps and told very lewd stupid jokes and also learned how to wield an entirely new weapon and be my bodyguard with startling accuracy in three months—only to have us finally learn to trust each other because we got invited to a magic murder mystery and then before the bubble burst i spilled the worst secret about myself that i was born because my parents murdered an entire generation and tried to Kill Her along with them and she just wouldnt die, and i told her this expecting a swift death i believed i deserved, only for her to fucking cradle me in her big butch arms and kiss me on my forehead with her soft butch mouth and just. forgive me for a shameful weight ive carried my entire life and then MAKE AN ACTUAL NECRO/CAV VOW with me despite every evil thing i have done to her……to have her tell me, in the end, bleeding and broken after putting up the most beautiful and glorious fight of her life, that she understands purpose and she understands duty and she knows loyalty more fiercely than ever now, that she knows who she is to me, that there is no her without me….to have her backed into a corner and make the ultimate sacrifice…..for me…..to recite scriptural wedding vows of eternity to me in her last wisps of soul-consciousness…..if i thought there was even a snowflake’s chance in the pyre that i could save her by turning myself into her very own locked tomb, i’d be begging ianthe tridentweirdius to crack my skull open and turn me to mush too, goddamn. i understand you harrowhark girl you don’t have to explain a thing to me. god said you couldn’t undo the lyctor’s bond bc it’d kill you. you told god and his angels that not even a lyctor’s bond could outshine the power of female spite and lesbianism and they didn’t listen. they didn’t believe you. but i heard you loud and clear and i was 17 and hormonal and hopelessly romantic not too long ago unlike those fucking dinosaurs and i’m saying it’s valid it’s what i would have done and really everyone should be thanking you for not being worse and more wretched about it, all things considered

#yeah #back on the locked tomb brainrot #(it never ended)

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this line??

#saving this to my hypothetical moodboard with the part of white lotus season 2 and probably idk a quote from Normal People or something

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from Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin

#and what if I say this is what Ol*vie Blake was going for with Callum and Tristan #and we never really got there did we…. #still mad about those fucking books