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cottage - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 320

Remus knew Sirius was coming before the letter arrived. He wasn’t sure why, but…he’d always known, with Sirius.

Except when it’d counted, of course. He’d hate himself for the rest of his life, because of that.

But still. The big black dog in his yard shouldn’t have scared him. It should have been an exciting sight. One of happiness and relief. But as soon as Remus spotted it, his heart kicked into triple-time, and he felt faint.

There was no rulebook for this.

Surprisingly, Sirius didn’t bound up to him. He didn’t even acknowledge him at first. Instead, he ran into the house, sniffing and snuffling along, exploring the entryway, the bedroom, the entirety of the little cottage, before returning and transforming, standing in front of Remus a little sheepishly, but with a bright look in his hollow eyes. 

“I was afraid there’d be two,” he said in greeting, gesturing to the pair of house shoes by the door.

Taken aback, Remus didn’t know how to respond properly. “What?” he asked, blinking.

“Two. Two scents. Two pairs of shoes. Two people. I…the idea got in my head and I couldn’t sleep, thinking about it. That sometime, in the past twelve years, you’d…I mean I’m sure you have,” Sirius stammered, wringing his hands. “But that you’d found someone who…who meant something. Something like me.”

Instantly, Remus understood. “No,” he said breathily. “No, I–I have. But I haven’t. Not like that. Not like you. Never like you.”

The relief in Sirius’s haunted face was evident. “I had no right to hope–” he muttered, but Remus cut him off.

“You had every right. And you were right,” Remus said.

They stared at each other for a long moment, the tension in the room building to an insurmountable, immeasurable thing.

Then, in one moment, they both moved. 

As soon as their lips touched, Remus knew he’d never let go of the other man again.

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Fanfiction is so silly. I am playing with my dolls and people are coming over to watch. Some of them even clap and give me compliments. And when I'm done playing, I can go and watch other people play with their dolls.

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just on a practical level, you can't trust people who aren't a little weird

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Thunder - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 239

“What the bloody hell are you doing out here?” James yelled upward, thankful to see Regulus reach to his words by whipping around in the air.

“Potter. Fuck off,” the Slytherin called back, grimacing in his direction and flipping him a finger.

“Reg, it’s not safe. It’s–it’s about to storm!” he said desperately, looking around at the purple-gray clouds, the rolls of thunder in the distance making his heartbeat race. “Just come down. Let’s talk about it!”

“Why? Why is it so much safer down there than up here?” Regulus scoffed, hovering twenty feet above James’s head. “At least here, my parents can control every aspect of my life!”

James’s heart ached at the statement, and his suspicions were confirmed–Regulus had gotten a letter this morning. “Reg, come down. I won’t let your parents–”

“Let them what? Turn me into His pawn? Sign my death certificate? What?” the younger boy demanded, laughing a slightly-hysterical laugh. “Fat chance, Potter. What’ll you do?”

“I’ll take you home with me,” he said, before he could even think about it. “They won’t come near you.”

For one quiet moment, all that could be heard was the howling wind. “Sirius wouldn’t be happy,” Regulus replied, eyes narrowed, like he was testing James’s resolve.

“You’d both be alive. He’d get over it,” he said, crossing his arms.

And, after a long moment of contemplation, Regulus touched down to the ground, and fell into James’s arms.

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okay so if you need more veggies/fruit, protein or fibre (bc most people do NOT eat enough) in your diet but you struggle to do so, hear me out:

look up recipes (especially snack recipes) that are child/toddler/baby-friendly

i can guarantee there is a woman with a cooking blog out there who has found away to pack a bunch of vegetables into a surprisingly delicious little snack for her kids. this process has never failed me when i feel like i am not eating enough fruits and veggies. my entire flat is eating spinach muffins at the moment, which doesn’t sounding particularly appealing to most people and yet somehow. they’re delicious.

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Woah I’m actually posting my art! Anyways, I couldn’t let this concept sit in the vaults forever, so have Kaeya and Diluc in tank tops with heart tittie holes <3

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love it when a scrawny gay villain has a scrawnier, gayer sidekick hovering at their shoulder. sopping wet queer solidarity

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Castorice 🦋

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Just wanted to say I do not support jkr's views in any way. She's a disgusting person and if you agree with her views please stay off my page kindly.

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Anaxa🩸

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reblog if you're gay, not gay, slightly gay, or if you just want to launch donald trump into a dying star

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I hope fic writers know they’re the reason someone’s heart feels a little less heavy today.

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A letter for you 💌

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Reblog to give your period cramps to Elon Musk

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Kaeya doodle to get him out of my head