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me writing: i am a god and reality bends to my whims

me proofreading: im too stupid to be alive

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Apologies in advance for requesting this. I definitely didn’t think I would submit it but I needed a bit angst/feels:(

Prompt:

“H happy birthday, d daddy. Me, mom and padfoot are doing ok. Uncle Remus says you are in a happy place. But I still wish I could hug you.”

“Ohhh Harry love, *sniff* I’m sure james would’ve wanted that too”

(Reference to the idea of the prompt in the link below. Caution: it will hurt😢)

https://www.tumblr.com/nightmers/114762861949/happy-birthday-james-potter-27-03-1960

Thank you anon, this hurt a lot :") (but thank you for not specifying any other character deaths and fueling my delusions) Also this is the fanart link for anyone not wanting to copy and paste

Harry & James Micro Fic prompt - words: 384 - MCD

It’s warm for March, although the grass is still dewy from the morning air. Harry sits cross-legged on the cold ground, ignoring the damp seeping through his jeans. His mum would have a spell to stop it if he asked, but he can’t bring himself to care. She stands a few feet back, letting him have a moment alone.

He reaches out, tracing the name and date, feeling along the white marble etching with his fingertips.

“Happy birthday, dad.” His voice comes out quiet. He glances down at his hands, picking at the skin around his nails as he tries to collect his thoughts. What is there to say? So much has happened since he last visited, so many moments he wanted to be able to run home and tell James about, but now he’s here everything has gone. 

“Me, mum and Padfoot are doing ok. Uncle Remus says you are in a happy place, but-” his voice catches and he has to stop to swallow the lump in his throat. His chest feels tight, restricting his voice when he tries to speak again and it comes out in a choked sob. “I wish I could hug you.”

Lily is there in an instant. Kneeling next to him and wrapping her arms tightly around him. “Oh, Harry love,” she whispers into his hair, hiding the quiver in her voice. “I’m sure James would’ve wanted that too.”

Harry clings to her arms. “It’s not fair,” he whispers. He barely has any memories left of his dad, just whisps of faint images. Lily's done the best she can - raising him on stories of his dad, reminding him constantly of how proud James would be and how much he loved, but it’s not fair. It’s not fair Sirius had to teach him about quidditch and how to ride a broom, or Remus is the one who has to sit and help him with his homework. They don’t mind, Harry knows that, but he sees it in their eyes sometimes - he is the spit of someone they will never get back, a constant reminder of that great loss. He sees it sometimes in the mirror. There will forever be an emptiness hanging around his house - a missing piece he knows he’s never going to be able to fill. 

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Wolfstar Micro Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: Soulmates - Words: 560

Remus tugs at his pyjama sleeve, refusing to let it slip past his wrist. Sirius sits opposite, legs crossed as he watches with silent anticipation. The glow of the waxing moon illuminates his face - there’s less than a week until the full and Remus isn’t if that’s why his body prickles with anxiety, or if it’s apprehension about his potential soulmate mark. 

The whole ordeal feels like some sick joke - to spend your whole life knowing the last words you’ll hear from your soulmate, or not get any words and second-guess every relationship. It seems like a lose-lose situation in Remus’ eyes.

“This is all a little morbid isn’t it?” Remus mutters.

“Yeah but it's still interesting, isn’t it?” Sirius says, eyes sparkling with excitement. 

“There’s isn’t anything exciting about knowing what the love of your life's last words will be.”

Sirius huffs. “It’s not that deep. Honesty, most people just think it’s superstition.”

It doesn't make Remus feel any better. Whether the words are legitimate or not, there'll still be a lifetime of paranoia.

He can feel Sirius’ eyes on him, waiting patiently. “Can I see?” he asks tentatively, edging slightly closer. Remus refuses to meet Sirius' gaze, but he doesn’t protest when Sirius reaches forward and pushes his sleeve up to reveal his pulse point. He takes his wrist with soft fingers and gently manoeuvres Remus’ arm to catch the light, trying to make out any tiny script. 

“Oh!” Sirius gasps suddenly, “There is something!”

Remus’ eyes snap back. Sirius squints at his wrist, holding it so close to his face that Remus can feel his breath tickle his skin. “What does it say?”

“Thought you didn’t want to know?”

Remus scowls at him. “Yeah well now you know,  I may as well know what it says too.”

“Nice one, James.”

“What?”

“Nice one, James,” Sirius repeats. “They’re your soulmate words.”

Remus’ brow furrows, “What does that even mean?”

Sirius shrugs, dropping Remus’ hand. “I dunno. This is why so many people don’t believe in soulmates, most people’s don’t make any sense.”

“But that’s useless, what am I even meant to do with that?”

Sirius flops down, rolling onto his back to look up at Remus. “I don’t think you’re meant to do anything. It’s like meddling with fate y’know?”

“You wouldn't want to try?”

Sirius shrugs. “Yeah but how? It’s all so ambiguous, you can’t go around trying to predict what’ll happen.”

Remus sighs and moves to lie down next to Sirius. “How do you do that?” his voice comes out quiet, barely louder than a breath.

Harry, don't! He’s gone, I'm sorry, he’s gone. Those words appeared on Sirius’ wrist on his sixteenth birthday. Remus isn’t sure he could cope with words as cutting as that.  

“Whatever happens probably won’t happen for over a hundred years. And I know it’s hard because you’re a chronic overthinker-” Remus jabs him in the ribs and Sirius huffs a laugh. “There’s isn't any point focusing on something so far away.”

They lie together in silence for a little longer. “Hey, Sirius?” Remus says suddenly. “Can you - please don’t tell Prongs about this. I don’t want him getting the wrong with his name being there.”

Sirius squeezes Remus’ hand lightly. “I won’t. And Remus?”

Remus rolls his head to the side to look at Sirius’ profile. “Yeah?”

“Happy Birthday, Moony.”

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WHO NEEDS MIDDLE BITS WHEN YOU CAN HAVE ✨ 𝒔 𝒄 𝒆 𝒏 𝒆 𝒔 ✨

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Two of my friends found my AO3 today and this was the emotional rollercoaster I went on:

😳: them correctly guessing the fandoms and obscure crossovers, and then my username and me not having a poker face to deny it

😌: we just spent two hours talking about fanfic tropes we used to read and were all on fandom tumblr in our times, they won’t judge me

😱: they will see the smut

🫣: they won’t read the smut. Will they?

🙂‍↔️: I trust them not to read it, or at least never mention it so I can live in peace

🫥: bookmarks aren’t private

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Do you ever talk to your mutuals?

not really i just post things and hope they fall in love with me

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FEST RECAP

Thank you all for a wonderful flash fest! 24 fics based on 16 songs with the most popular being "The Prophecy," "Peter," and "But Daddy I Love Him." The Black cousins reign supreme over this album with Regulus (7), Sirius (6), Andromeda (5), Narcissa (5) and Bellatrix (4) being the most popular characters. 9 fics met the challenge of having a word count which ends with 13.

Thank you to all the writers, and maybe we'll see you again for a flash fest for Rep (tv). In the meantime, come hang out in @marauders-taylor-fiending discord server or participate in @thetorturedpoetsfest <3

She's the Albatross (She's Here to Destroy You) by thistlecat (Narcissa centric, 313, T)

Beautiful, poised Narcissa Black Malfoy, so unlike her mad sisters with their insistence on destruction. Song: The Albatross

Did you really beam me up in a cloud of sparkling dust just to send me back where I came from? by @comesitintheclover (Harry-centric, 1013 words, G)

Harry wakes up from a long nightmare where he reckons with the anger of being left in an abusive home and how to feel about all that he's been through now that it's finally over and he's finally safe. Song: Down Bad

If Only by multilingualism (Hermione/Severus, 1013, T)

Severus imagines what could have been.

A greater woman has faith by @sugarsnappeases (Lily/Sybill, 3849, T)

they're exes. they're miserable. things ensue.

Song: The Prophecy

Take the Glory, Give Everything by MidnightStargazer (Narcissa & Regulus, Narcissa & Draco, 743, T)

Regulus dreams of glory, longing to make a name for himself and be remembered. Eighteen years later, Draco does the same. Narcissa knows better. Song: Clara Bow

The Prophecy by eggmett (Regulus/Tom Riddle, 1013, M)

The prophecy—For neither can live while the other survives. The thing that had finally sent Tom over the edge. Confimation that he would fall before he had even finished rising. But the omen sentenced us to death that day too. Tom and I would never be free of each other as long as we’re both alive. We’d never be able to live inside this toxic world we built. It didn’t stop me for yearning for it. I’ll always be desparate for his attention. Desparate for his touch. Song: The Prophecy

Promises, Oceans Deep by @sixlane (Regulus & Sirius, 2357, T)

Regulus lies awake on the night of his 14th birthday, running through the plan over and over in his mind. He’s had years to work it out, make sure it’s perfect, but tonight it becomes real, no room for messing up. If he’s caught, he’s dead. He knows this like he knows his own name. A truth his parents have been telling him since Sirius left. or, Regulus executes his escape to meet his brother, but he must soon face the fact that he's been left behind. When Sirius finally turns up, he's seven years too late. Song: Peter

A Dangerous Man by MidnightStargazer (Lucius/Narcissa, 695, T)

Lucius has blood on his hands and owes his allegiance to Lord Voldemort, but Narcissa doesn't care. Song: I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

what if he's written "Mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind? by @thistlecatfics (Sirius/Regulus, 1013, E)

Regulus and Sirius are brothers. Regulus and Sirius are no longer brothers. Or, a culmination of fatal fantasies. Song: Guilty as Sin

Peter by Faelostinwoods (Marlene & Peter, 229, G)

Peter had been angry, angry at his friends who treating him worse as the war got worse, angry at dumbledore for not protecting them, angry at whoever created his story because it was getting worse. He had joined the death eaters, in a desperate attempt to change his outcome. Yet, he didn’t expect it to go this far. Song: Peter

my absence makes headlines by @plecotusauritus (Sirius-centric, 459, G)

the scandal was contained the bullet had just grazed at all cost keep your good name you don't get to tell me you feel bad Song: Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

Forever Guilty, of Sin by @nena-96 (Hermione/Ron, 2148, M)

Hermione is alone inside the tent, as she tried to read The Tales of Beedle the Bard, but her memories blend in with the guilty fantasy that was being with Ron Weasley. Song: Guilty as Sin

loml by @emlovessid (Regulus/James, 1013, M)

It’s only been a few weeks since he’s been able to put words to it, but the feeling itself has been there from the beginning, from the first twining of hands and hitching of breath as their lips brushed, growing and growing until– “I love you,” James sighs, the words tumbling out as he breathes freely for the first time in weeks. “You might be the love of my life, actually.” Song: loml

So Long, London by @tealeavesandtrash (Sirius/Remus, 1013, T)

The silence hangs heavy, dead air suffocating. The sky outside is covered in grey clouds, casting the kitchen gloomy shadows. The pathetic fallacy is well-suited at least. Sirius’ eyes burn into him, staring him down over a cup of tea. It makes Remus’ skin crawl worse than the half-healed scars that litter his arms and back. He focuses on buttering the dry toast. Three months ago Sirius would have had breakfast ready for him when he came home. Six months ago he was still begging to spend the full moon together. Song: So Long, London

Burn My Life Down by @thecasualauthor (Andromeda/Ted, 637, G)

She sees everything about her life burn to ashes. Song: But Daddy I Love Him

Slow Quicksand, Poisoned Blood by @nodirectionhome-ao3 (James/Lily, 913, T)

After learning of the prophecy that threatens to doom her son, Lily begs the cosmos to spare him from this fate. Song: The Prophecy

I might just love you 'til the end by @ncoincidences (James/Lily, 1013, G)

James and Lily have been together since high school, seven years with each other. Recently, they have been drifting apart... will they make it till the end? Song: imgonnagetyouback

These Fatal Fantasies by MidnightStargazer (Bellatrix/Tom, Bellatrix/Rodolphus, 606, M)

Bellatrix is faithful to her husband. Technically. But her heart belongs to the Dark Lord. Song: Guilty as Sin

Mine Alone to Disgrace by MidnightStargazer (Andromeda/Ted, 474, G)

Andromeda tells her parents she's engaged to Ted Tonks Song: But Daddy I Love Him

I Can Do It With a Broken Heart by MidnightStargazer (Narcissa centric, 770, T)

Narcissa won't let anyone see her cry, even when her heart is breaking. Song: I Can Do It With a Broken Heart

but now we’ll curtail your curiosity (in sweetness) by @chemicalwildflowers (Andromeda & Tonks, Andromeda & Bellatrix, 215, G)

Nymphadora finds an old photo. Andromeda wants to protect her, for just one more day. Song: Robin

The Black Dog by ghstboys (Sirius/Remus, Remus/Tonks, 154, unrated)

Sirius watches Remus and Tonks from the afterlife. Song: The Black Dog

But Daddy I Love Him by @miss-grimwood (Bellatrix/Rodolphus, 146, T)

Bellatrix tries her best to avoid an arranged marriage with Lucius Malfoy in favour of Rodolphus Lestrange. Song: But Daddy I Love Him

said you’d come and get me but you were twenty-five (and the shelf life of those fantasies has expired) by @effiepotterisamilf (Regulus & Sirius, 295, G)

It’s Sirius’ 25th birthday and he’s not coming back for Regulus. Song: Peter

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With your help, we surpassed our goal of 1.5k! Help us make it to 2k before April ends!

The girls already donated, why haven't you?👀

You can donate here, then send us your prompts here! (Don't forget to read the guidelines)

Art by @industrations

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O & G?

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

The first song when I shuffled was Lonley by Montaigne which giving Regulus or Remus vibes OR moon water trauma bonding <3

G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?

Yes!! It’s very obscure but it’s from the first anime I ever saw with an almost non existent fanbase. I can’t differentiate but the two but CouxRen and GrayartsxCocovet from Elemental Gelade (the manga fully destroyed me even tho is been like 16 years)

Thank you anon 💕

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A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

Q - A fandom you’ve abandoned and why.

R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

V - Which character do you relate to most?

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go! (Prompts optional but encouraged.)

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Hey.. did you receive my prompt/drabble request? If not or accidentally deleted it, I be happy sent it again

Hi anon! It might be in my pile of prompts I’m already working on, but if you want to send it again just in case Tumblr ate it 💕

To be 100% transparent, if it’s for a ship or character I haven’t engaged with much, it might be a while until I’ve sussed out how to write them. It can take me a few attempts to write something I gel with/feel comfortable sharing 💕

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Wolfstar Micro Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic Promt: Bodyguard - 351 words

“You’re a little shit, you know that?” Remus mutters, jerking Sirius’ chin to the left and then the right, triple-checking for any cuts or bruises. There's not so much as a scratch  -  rumpled hair and a blood-stained shirt, but it’s not Sirius’ blood so Remus doesn’t care. “You’re going to get yourself killed.”

Sirius smirks up at him, eyes sparking with a mischievous glint because he is a little shit with no impulse control and a penchant for starting fights he can’t win. “Isn't it your job to make sure that doesn't happen?”

“Yes, but you’re making it very hard. Look up. Do you feel dizzy?”

Sirius bats Remus away, “I’m fine. Can’t say the same about your face though.”

Remus hasn’t had the chance to think about himself, but he’s pretty sure there’s a sizable bruise blossoming across his cheek and nose. “Your father doesn’t pay me to care about my face.” 

Sirius pushes himself to his feet, grabs a damp cloth from the en suite and stands in front of Remus. One hand cradles the side of his head and gently dabs at Remus’ cheek with the other. “I care about your face.”

Remus watches quietly as Sirius meticulously cleans up the dried blood, wincing when he presses a little too hard on a cut and Sirius quickly draws back. “Sorry,” he whispers.

Remus shrugs him off. “Why the hell did you try to start on that guy anyway?”

Sirius’ demeanour shifts instantly, grimacing at the memory. “He started it.”

“I watched you lunge at him out of nowhere.”

He doesn’t say anything.

“You can’t go around trying to start turf wars.”

“He insulted someone I care about, okay?" Sirius snaps, "Not a big deal.”

“Who?”

Sirius holds his gaze intently, something unreadable in his expression. His eyes flicker down to Sirius’ lips, just for a moment. They’ve been playing this game for as long as Remus has worked for the Black family - sidelong glances and feather touches, but never anything spoken.

“I think you know,” he whispers, hot breath close enough Remus can feel it on his lips.

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🦈♻️ for this ask thing?

Thank you anon 💕

🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s)

The two wips I actually have names for are currently ‘song for the summer’ which is hogwarts era canon divergent au (wolfstar/jily) and ‘don’t fear the reaper’ which is a supernatural au (wolfstar, and maybe some Jily or jegulus but I haven’t decided which)

♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP

So for ‘song for the summer’ I had this idea where Padfoot comforts Remus after an argument (Remus doesn’t know Padfoot is Sirius at this point and ends up venting to him) but I don’t think it fits in with timeline so it’s on the back burner until I can find away to squeeze it in later ☹️

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An ask game for writers to procrastinate working on you WIP(s)

I am also procrastinating actually writing. If you’ve multiple works in progress you can give a different answer every time!

🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s)

🍄Decriscribe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”  

🌍What tags or warnings will your / one of your wip(s) need if you intend to share it?

🧭An alternative title to your/ one of your WIP(s)?

⚠️Which wip your most likely to finish or update next?

💾What is your document of your wip/ a wip called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

🖍Post Any sentence from your wip

♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP

🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

🤡How many Wips are you actively working on?

🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

Enjoy!

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daydreaming about writing: 🥰😍🥹❤️😊🌺✨😘

the act of actually writing: 😭😰😵‍💫😭😰😭☹️😖

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Some 1981 wolfstar angst for @torturedpoetsflashfest

The silence hangs heavy, dead air suffocating. The sky outside is covered in grey clouds, casting the kitchen gloomy shadows. The pathetic fallacy is well-suited at least. Sirius’ eyes burn into him, staring him down over a cup of tea. It makes Remus’ skin crawl worse than the half-healed scars that litter his arms and back. He focuses on buttering the dry toast. Three months ago Sirius would have had breakfast ready for him when he came home. Six months ago he was still begging to spend the full moon together.

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Jily Micro Fic - @jilymicrofics prompt: Fly - 504 words

The wind rushes past them, the sound thundering in Lily’s ears and whipping through her hair. She clings to James like a vice, arms wrapped around his middle and eyes screwed shut as he speeds through the air. James hoots a laugh as he dips and swerves his broom with the only apparent goal of showing off and making Lily fear for her life. 

She hasn’t touched a broom since first year but James had been begging for weeks to take her out flying (months even, with the hindsight that all those flirtatious jokes and pick-up lines had been rooted in sincerity.) And she'd finally relented after all that time and now she's going to die. Killed in a freak flying accident when she inevitably slips and plummets hundreds of feet to her death because James Potter wanted to show off.

The broom tips up and she feels her stomach lurch with the sudden motion. She buries her face in James’ back, focuses on the feeling of his jumper pressed against her skin instead of the rapidly increasing distance between them and the ground.

“I need to breathe, Evans,” James calls back with a laugh as she grips impossibly tighter. 

“I’m going to fall!” She yells back, voice muffled by the whooshing wind. She can’t tell if he heard her, he doesn’t say anything in response but a few moments later they level out again and come to a stop, hanging still in the air like a kite on the breeze

“Look,” James says with a breath, his voice suddenly ringing so much clearer how they’re hovering in juxtaposed silence. “This is what I wanted to show you.”

She doesn’t make a move to look at whatever he's trying to show her, just mumbles a quiet “can’t.”

“Lily? Do you trust me?”

She shakes her head into his back, refusing to even dare to steal a peek. She feels James reach back to hold her arm, a little extra sense of security. “Don’t look down,” he whispers, “just look forward.”

She swallows, takes a deep breath to steady herself, and then takes another good luck. Ever so slowly she peels an eye open. 

The sunset, although hidden behind the clouds, casts the sky in a marble of oranges and pinks and purples. The Great Lake mirrors the colours, glistening and sparking where the light catches. It stretches out towards the horizon, to where the mountains rise up - a rolling background that goes on forever. It’s like a scene from a painting, so picturesque it doesn’t seem real. 

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” James says when she lets out an audible gasp.

“It’s…” Lily starts but can’t find the words to describe it. Beautiful doesn’t do it justice. “It’s - amazing.”

James squeezes her hand. “I’ll take you up In the winter,” he says quietly. “Just after it’s snowed, all the mountains and the forest look like they’re covered in diamonds.”

Lily hums, brings her chin up to rest on James' shoulder. “I think I’d like that.”