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MAMDANI WON THE FUCKING NY MAYOR PRIMARY

THATS RIGHT

AN OPENLY SOCIALIST

OPENLY PRO-PALESTINE

OPENLY PRO-TRANS

MUSLIM SON OF IMMIGRANTS

JUST KICKED THE ASS OF AN ESTABLISHED DEMOCRAT ENDORSED BY BILL FUCKING CLINTON WHO HAD 35 MILLION DOLLARS BACKING HIM

MAMDANI HAD LESS THAN TEN MIL, MOSTLY FROM INDIVIDUAL DONATIONS

BETTER THINGS ARE POSSIBLE. GET INVOLVED AND PRIMARY THE FUCK OUT OF ALL THESE MUSTY OLD DEMS

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twelve years

do you even realise what that means to me? twelve years of birthdays, late-night talks, inside jokes, comfort, chaos, growing pains, and becoming different versions of ourselves over and over again but always with the quiet belief that we’d still have each other.

you weren’t just a friend. you were my person. my safe place. my “i don’t need to explain this” person. my home. i held space for every broken piece of you. you held mine, at least for a while. and i believed in that. i believed in us. even when it got hard. especially then. i don’t know exactly when the shift happened. maybe it wasn’t a single moment, but a thousand little ones. you stopped showing up the way you used to. stopped asking how i really was. and worst of all, you started keeping company with people who made it their mission to tear me down. and i still don’t understand how you could be okay with that. you knew what they did. read every word. heard every crack in my voice and still, you chose to stay connected with them, to laugh with them, to treat it like it wasn’t a betrayal. like my pain was an inconvenience you didn’t have the capacity for. you called it neutrality. but it felt like abandonment. that shattered me. because i wasn’t asking you to choose sides. i was asking you to choose me. just once. to show me that my pain wasn’t inconvenient. to say, “what they did to you matters more than keeping things easy.” and the worst part? i still tried. i still defended you when people asked what happened between us. i still made space for you in my heart, even when it felt like you had no room left for me in yours. i kept hoping you’d realise it. that you’d look at the damage, at the distance, and feel something. that maybe you’d reach out, maybe you’d say, “i’m sorry i made you feel that way. i didn’t see it before, but i do now.” but you didn’t. and you never will and that’s the part that breaks me the most. not the loss of what we had, but the realisation that i was holding onto something you had already let go of. i flew across the world just to see you. because i longed to meet you so much it hurt. because some part of me thought maybe if you looked me in the eyes, you’d see what you were losing. and for a little while, i think you did. we laughed. we slipped back into who we used to be. and i let myself believe we were okay. but nothing changed after that. it was like that visit was a sweet detour for you. and for me, it was everything. it was my last hope. and now i have to face what i never wanted to admit. i was the only one holding on. so i’m letting go. not because i stopped loving you. but because i love you too much to keep letting this hurt me. because i can’t keep begging to be treated like i matter. you were home to me. you were my person. and maybe you always will be, in some quiet, hidden part of me. but i need more than memories and old laughter. i need someone who shows up when it counts. someone who doesn’t make me feel like my pain is something to tiptoe around. i hope you’re okay. i really do. i hope your life fills with softness, with people who get you the way i did. i hope you never feel the kind of ache i’m carrying right now. and if someday, you think of me. if my name crosses your mind and your chest aches just a little. i hope you know, i never stopped loving you. not even now. not even walking away. maybe one day you’ll feel my absence and realise you lost something you’ll never have again. goodbye, i love you, im sorry

-grcmliin

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I have returned. And today I come with quite a number of ships so like brace yourselves, I'll keep popping in between my work. Speaking of prongsfoot, can we talk about just how perfect Remus/Peter would be?

1. They'll be the EPITOME of soft cottagecore. Baking, reading, picnics, growing plants, taking care of any wounded animals in the nearby area they'll just be so sidnsmsjdlsnsjdb

2. Peter knits. And he makes all the sweaters for Remus. And Remus absolutely adores watching him walking around with yarn and needles just going at it whenever wherever he gets the chance to

3. Cut to Remus being absolutely destroyed when it gets to him that Sirius killed his boyfriend but not being able to do anything as he sinks into his mind and never comes out. The reason he goes to Hogwarts in Harry's 3rd year is because he knows Sirius will be there. Him trying to kill him and Sirius trying to explain what really happened. And him demanding proof cause he's never seen Sirius be more... serious about anything else. And then the betrayal he feels when he sees said proof. Cut to him burning all the sweaters.

4. In this scenario, I like to think Peter started our as a spy for Dumbledore but he got turned into a death eaters for reals. Or he thought that the baby Voldy was targeting was actually Neville and he convinced himself that once Neville was taken care of, all his friends and his boyfriend will be safe. I have no idea where I'm going with this

5. They're both not players but they'll go up to the stands whenever prongsfoot is practicing and it'll be a cute double date

6. Remus can't figure out his feelings and talk about them for the life of him. But Peter, even tho shy, is very honest and cut the crap kind of person. With a little encouragement from Jamie, it works out really well.

7. Peter started getting into poetry because of Remus. (I actually was gonna type books there but my fingers just went and said poetry so we're going with it) He first started reading them to impress Remus but he couldn't actually understand them much. Later he fell in love with them. Or more specifically, he fell in love with how excited Remus got when talking about them. They'll both be in the kitchen and Peter will be walking around doing whatever needs to be done for what he is baking and Remus will be sat in one corner of the tabletop and talking animatedly about whichever poem he read/ was reading.

8. Ohhh they'll be so soft with each other I'm gonna cry. Sorry I'm making my point again. But like imagine like blurry sunlight coming in through paper thin curtains and baby's breathe flowers nestled between sunflowers and the smell of a bakery and the comfort in old sweaters and soft shy glances and pinkies intertwined and wishing on dandelions. That's them.

Ok I actually really likes doing that (8). It was kind of like a moodboard but with words. I'm gonna start doing it for all the ships now hehe. I'll come back later and do the same for the older ships I was ranting to you about (do you maybe happen to remember which ones they were? Or do you have them tagged?)

9. Their shipname would probably be "Moontail" I think... other possibilities are wormy which just sounds like a nickname for Pete. Or moonworm which isn't that bad ig but idk.

10. I think their ship is the one with the least possibility of an angsty beginning. Hit me with whatever you got tho. I think I'm slowly seeping back into my fluff phase from my smut phase (dw the cycle will continue and I'll be back to angst again lmfao)

Pls keep popping up I love it when you do :D I sadly won't be able to reply tho bc I have cooking today 😔 so you'll have to wait until I'm back home

HSJEBSONEO REMUS X PETER!!! I LOVE YOUR MIND!!

1) they so are, you are so correct!

2) omg he doesssss. it's his go-to gift for everyone, but especially for remus <3

3) oh fuck... that's so heartbreaking wtf :( but I can absolutely see it happen

4) I don't think that it would make sense that he thought the baby he was talking about neville at the beginning sure, but he told voldemort where the potters where so obviously he knew that it wasn't neville

5) absolutely. they wear matching sweaters :)

6) yesss. like I said before peter confesses first

7) awweee that's so cute! I can totally see that happen omgg

8) I love this. every time I see ships or characters described like that I melt. pls do do that :D

9) moontail sounds so cute omg >w< but moonworm is kinda cute too

10) "unrequited" that's all I'm going to say (it's my go-to lol)

I can't wait to see what else you come up with :)

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Remus and Peter. like spiritually

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Remus Lupin has the driest hands known to man. Peter stated carrying lotion around for him. (How else would he possibly hold his hand?)

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Peter be like:

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been seeing a lot of (rightful) posts about peter appreciation so !!

I bestow upon you all; peter is the one in which remus goes to when overstimulated

remus can go to any of his friends, sure, but james and sirius both only last so long in quiet stillness before they'll explode with restlessness and the need for incessant talking.

but peter is different; he's always the most attentive, first to notice just before anyone else.

he has an almost endless supply of methods tucked in his belt, too; sensory, routine, environmental precautions, redirection, verbal and physical reassurances, social shielding.

he's never afraid to ask the others to do something differently. whether that be leave or quiet themselves down. he doesn't mind redirecting all of the attention onto himself.

he carries a little tin with him, too; random scraps of sensory safe fabrics, river stones for remus to fidget with, small pieces of wrapped sweets and honeycomb. if he has an orange on him, then he'll gladly take the time to peel and break the segments and remove the white strings.

he always makes sure that what he talks about is mundane, simple, doesn't require much engagement in return. tiny tales of small moments of his day / week that he found amusing and knows remus would get a kick out of.

he also knows almost all of remus' favourite literature from times of simply sitting and reading aloud for him as they hid away from the world on beds charmed with one too many spells.

there's so much more moontail has so much potential guys :(

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Barty: Maybe in another life, we get to die together.

Evan: Maybe in another life, we don't die at all.

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no but.

sunseeker. he spent so much of his life seeking out the sun in his dark life. in his last moments he thought of how it was such a shame that he died in a cave, never to seek the sun out again.

starchaser. he ran after his shooting star with everything in his power, but the star died, and he was left chasing after their tainted memories.

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stop reading tomes with the gnomes and come read a scroll with the ghoul

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regulus posting james on the unsent project

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I killed a snake. It tried to eat me 😭 (I live in a garage and it was next to my bed…)

TW: I cut its head off so there is blood? Idk if that’s. Yeah. It’s like 1am 😭

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just fyi Regulus is actually brighter than Sirius. it's just further away from the sun

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I found a new favorite ship 😭 now to collect the headcannons from the smart people

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In the dog world, humans are elves that routinely live to be 500+ years old.

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It was the fuck aroundest of times,

It was the find outiest of times