I haven't been active for a while on here. I promise I'll get into it again. I just wanted to say happy new year everybody. For 2024 I wish for health, and good fortune for everyone of you. I have so much love for all of my followers, friends, and wonderful people I have come to interact with on here. Thank you for your friendship and support. Thank you for spending 2023 with me, and I hope to show you more writing and growth in the future โก
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Live, love and stan my jealous fictional boyfriends <3333
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What do you mean anxiety attack? I call it a lifestyle
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he's very excited about his first night as a jack o lantern
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Wtf did Elon do to Twitter?! Ew
(I'm so glad I don't use it)
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Me at 3am clicking โkeep readingโ on the most jaw dropping, earth shattering, pantie dropping, smutty fic when I have to be up in 3 hours
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Reblog if you honestly have NEVER sent anon hate.
It pains me that only 14,000 people can honestly reblog this
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I don't have green or red flags. But do you know what I have? A white flag. Because I give up.
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My brothers best friend told me that he has thought of me cute since forever...we've known eachother for 10 years, and I've had a crush on him since I was 14. This shit is crazy because I thought this only happened in books ๐ณ
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Hi,
Itโs your friendly neighbor fanfic author here. In the light of this apparent new trend of people feeding unfinished fics to AI to get an โending,โ and some people even talking aboutย โblanket permissions,โ let me just say this:
I EXPLICITLY FORBID ANYONE TO FEED MY FICS TO AI. DUDE, THAT IS ABOUT THE LEAST RESPECTFUL THING YOU CAN DO. IF YOU DO IT, SHALL YOU BE EXCOMMUNICATED FROM YOUR FANDOM AND WALK ON LEGOS BAREFOOT TILL THE END OF DAYS.
That is my anti-permission.
Thank you for your attention.
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Ghost Of You- Wolfstar
Warnings: It's sad.
I've completely taken inspiration from the Song Ghost Of You, I don't really post song fics, but I did make it into my own and I'm really proud of it.
(Sorry I've been away, but what better way to say that I'm back than with a fic that will make you sad. In case nobody as told you today, I love you!!)
Remus still couldn't process the fact that while he slept, Sirius' arms weren't wrapped around him. He sat up with an exhausted sigh and closed his eyes. Running his hand through his hair, he came to realize how suffocatingly quiet it was in what used to be their shared apartment. He remembered how loud Sirius was in the mornings. His long messy hair, the sound of him singing while cooking breakfast and almost burning the food if he wouldn't step in and help. The memories began to flood his mind as his eyes welled up with tears. He walked slowly in a depressed manner to the coffee machine as he would usually do in the morning. The coffee began to brew as the smell filled the kitchen. The same aroma that filled the dorms when they had all pulled all nighters to study and occasionally kissing Sirius' tired face as sleep slowly crept over them.
The coffee cup that Sirius's lips touched every morning caught Remus' eye, he looked at it with a burning rage that his beloved was not gulping down as if it were a life source. At this moment he hated magic, he hated the Dark Lord, he hated the people who put him in that dreadful place. He gripped his mug almost to the point of breaking it and painfully drank the liquid that usually filled him with joy as it had a hint of chocolate in it, but to him not even chocolate could kill his pain.
He began to space out at the thought of Sirius seeing him like this. The comforting words that he would say. Telling him that he'll be alright.
The thought of Sirius really being gone hit him in waves. It hit harder as he began to tidy up the place. Sirius' Led Zepplin shirt being draped over one of the arm rests of the sofa made Remus choke up once again. He pulled it tightly to his chest as if Sirius himself was still wearing it. He inhaled the faint smell of his cologne that was still trapped in the fibers. He remembered that that shirt was the one he wore when he ran away. He could still see the hurt in his eyes.
Graduating from Hogwarts was supposed go be the gateway to freedom. Sure, everyone thought they were too young and dumb to be so much in love, but looking back, Remus knew better. Sirius Black wasn't just his best friend, he wasn't his companion to pull pranks with or run around in their animal forms with. Sirius Black was his soulmate.
He took another sip from his coffee and earned up the the record players that had been collecting dust since he got taken away. He ran his fingers through the crate of vinyls that have been wasting away for the same amount of time. His favorite record was always the first and closest to the record player for easy access, just the way Sirus had left it and Remus decided to play put it on.
The lyrics to his favorite songs, as upbeat as they were, they didn't make him feel like dancing, let alone even sing along. He thought that maybe it would feel like he's still around somehow, but still was too quiet, too empty.
Remus knew that he had to swallow the truth, he might never see Sirius again. Thinking about it made him begin to cry. He'll never be the same without his star, and he'll never dance like he did with him. His soulmate.
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