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It’s okay if the first draft is bad…

It’s okay if the first draft is bad…

It’s okay if the first draft is bad…

It’s okay if the first draft is bad…

It’s okay if the first draft is bad…

It’s okay if the first draft is bad…

It’s okay if the first draft is bad…

Me reading another person's writing: Oh they missed a period there, no worries mistakes happen :) Three adjectives in a sentence? Adverbs for days? No worries I love descriptions and this story is fire.

Me seeing the same thing in my work: Wow am I illiterate? Am I actually ok? Who the actual fuck told me I can write so I can go and curse their entire family for the time it took for me to carefully craft this GARBAGE.

still thinking about how someone in the comments of asfteotw described remus as “efficiently chaotic and proactively cunty” like hello do you personally know rjl?? thank you for seeing him the way i see him. <3

Sirius might have hated Remus – but it was Remus who he hated.

Sirius might have hated Remus – but it was Remus who he kissed, whose name he gasped in his mouth when he felt so good he couldn't help it. Remus had never heard a more intoxicating sound.

New chapter:

Yea let’s ignore how inactive I’ve been on tumblr lol, but feel free to check the fic out x

Sirius: You know James would die for you right?

Regulus: James would die to save a fucking pigeon.

Remus: You have to let yourself to be loved, Regulus. You deserve happiness.

Regulus: hmm... it's a really good advice, Remus. Why don't you use it?

Remus: Oh, fuck off. I give good advices. I don't take them myself. Any good dealer will tell you to not take your own drugs.

"'Was this…" Remus repeated, fingers pushing the fabric to the side and brushing the exposed collarbone, the sore spot where a purple bruise had started to bloom on porcelain skin. “A mistake?” He put his fingers on it, slightly applying pressure, and Sirius had to bite his tongue to repress the sigh that threatened to come out of his throat. It wasn’t a mistake, he wanted to say, he wanted to say so badly. The words already started to form on his tongue-"

new chapter out:

lets ignore that its been 6 weeks, i moved to spain so lifes been kinda busy lol

a hc i have about james and sirius is that their bond is not perfect. in fact, it’s far from it. they do fight. a lot.

and that doesn’t mean they don’t love each other enough, or they aren’t close enough. no. it’s because they are so close, because they love each other deeply, that they break easily. they know each other’s weaknesses. they know how to rip and get under each other’s skin. they know how to tear and boy does that get ugly.

sirius coming from an abusive home makes him feel alien, like he can’t trust his skin. he feels he’ll end up deranged or worse, just like them. his moods are unstable and his anger is like a punch directed at anyone near him, and james is always near him.

james is human, and only has so much patience in the world. but more than that, james feels guilty. he blames himself, thinking he’s incapable of helping sirius, of helping him recognize the warm, kind hearted soul that he is. james takes the anger out on himself, but there’s still a twinge of bitterness directed at sirius—believing that sirius doesn’t trust james enough to listen to him.

i don’t want to see james and sirius in a perfect little circle hopping around each other like bunnies on a field. i want to see them bite. i want to see them come together and heal together despite the cracks in their friendship.

because though sirius and james are very similar people, they come from very different backgrounds. and surely that’s bound to crash, isn’t it?

"Does it scare you? The thought of being your unapologetic self? Living without the shame of being attracted to men? Of wanting me? Of kissing me again? Are you that much of a bloody coward-”

Sirius couldn’t bear it anymore. He made an animalistic sound in the back of his throat, the heat swallowing him whole, crossing every boundary he’d set for himself, and before he knew it, he’d yanked the pirate towards him and kissed him, because he needed him to shut up and, oh - oh.

- new chapter out xx fic: The Serpent and the Viper

Sirius: My kink is doing stupid shit and watching Remus speed run the five stages of grief as he realises he still wants to fuck me

James: What's wrong, Pads? You've been mopey all day

Sirius, in a broken voice: Moony said he doesn't love me anymore

James: WHAT!??

Remus: I just said it's too hot to cuddle!

Sirius: All by myself

Remus: It's 40 bloody degrees!

Sirius: Don't wanna be all by myself

Sirius: When I die, donate my entire body to science.

Sirius: Except my middle finger.

Sirius: Give that to my mother.

beating the 'sirius is a twink' allegations

new watermark because im insecure

James *absolutely plastered* : I love you Regulus *trying to keep him alive* : i know baby sit down & drink some water please

Sirius Black is white as fuck. He’s pale. He might as well be translucent. He borderline glows in the dark. He spends more than five minutes in the sun without UV protection he’s turning a lovely shade of pink. James (who’s desi) and Remus (who might be welsh but has to explain to people that he is in fact white) scream when Sirius walks into a dark room claiming they saw a ghost and tell him to turn of the light at bedtime because they can still see him in the dark and and

She's a 10 but she cries over dead gay wizards from the 70s.

Sirius: fuck the Blacks

Remus: honey, you are a Black

Sirius: exactly, come here

Sirius: *has been talking for over two hours*

James, quietly: Moony... you know I love him, but...

Remus: Sirius, if you close your mouth I’ll kiss it.

Sirius: *stops talking*

And they didn’t know this was their last night spent together

Remus: Wow. James and Sirius and being really quiet today.

Regulus: It’s very pleasant.

Remus:

Regulus:

Remus: We should check on them.

Regulus: Immediately.

sirius black who drives with one hand on the steering wheel, who helps peter tie his tie, who draws on his arms in class, who always hands in his essays last minute, yet perfectly written and always well over the requested length, who wears huge boots and jeans too large for him and a leather jacket one size too big, who loves the beach and the sea, who pierced his nose in his dorm’s bathroom with a sewing needle, who only listens to james, whose favourite weather is the cold winter because the wind sends shivers through his bones, making him feel something, who leans put the window when he smokes in their dorm because james always complains the smoke, who does crosswords in pen and ink because he knows he’s not wrong, who hurts the people he hates and longs for the people he loves, who is reckless and determined and intelligent and arrogant, who’s loyal as a dog and whose words are as sharp as knives.

“James no.”

- a book by Lily Potter, co authored by Remus Lupus and Sirius Black, introduction by Euphamia and Fleamont “Monty” Potter, with excerpts from the sequel by Harry Potter.

I’m begging you to write for yourself.

“But readers don’t like—“ who cares?

The only reader of your story that you should care about is yourself.

Do you like your story? Yes? Then it’s perfect.

If the marauders knew what an iPhone was they would definitely ask Sirius questions by saying „hey siri“

sirius black heard “mama, didn’t mean to make you cry…i sometimes wish i’d never been born at all” and fell to his knees in a walmart

Rip Sirius Black, you would've loved saying "that's so homophobic" every time you got detention

“You’ve already left kudos here,”

I DONT CARE LET ME LEAVE MORE. THE AUTHORS NEED TO KNOW MY LOVE FOR THEIR FIC

Sirius: I'm sorry. Please talk to me.

Remus:

Sirius: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure?

Remus: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.

friendly reminder that sirius chased his own tail and jumped at pigeons as padfoot because it made harry laugh

When I get a nice AO3 comment or Tumblr reblog I have to force myself not to say "I LOVE YOU PLEASE MARRY ME CAN WE BE BEST FRIENDS FOREVER I'M OBSESSED WITH YOU" and instead say "thanks"