Oh, "Sirius Is The Big Spoon", "Remus Is The Big Spoon"

hey!!!!! it's super uncool to reblog art from people who are stealing it from other artists!!

I've seen more and more accounts posting other people's fandom art and putting "credit to artist" in the tags -- that isn't real credit, especially if the artist doesn't know!!!! that is scummy behavior!!!

reblogging that stuff happens on accident sometimes for sure (I've done it myself without realizing!!) but I think we should all try to take some more care to make sure that the actual artist is getting credit and appreciation for their hard work and not someone who is ripping down other's art, reposting it, and de facto passing it off as their own!!

a lot of fic rec lists focus heavily on long fics but here’s a shoutout to short fics they give so much snack-size joy i hate how writing short form is sometimes looked down upon it has its own challenges and deserves so much more respect and love because a well executed short fic can ruin your life in 20 minutes

I hate having banger fanfic ideas. What do you expect me to do? Write them down????????????

why's it so hard to find polyamorous fluff but so easy to find monogamous fluff? what i'm saying is why does every poly ship fic have smut? you can probably tell what im implying

baby rem

things rjl would cry over

Unread books

A shop having an opening ceremony but no customers are there

Deactivated tumblr accounts

A bug dying

The pyramids

The pig war (he feels bad 4 the pig)

A broken laptop that's unfixable

small cars

Baby ducks

A post w 3 notes

An ad poster that has a tear in it

loose change

"Free Lily." "Lily would never marry a man." Damn, sorry to break it to you, but she already did. Willingly. Because she loved him. And had a child with him. And died protecting the product of their love. But sure, go off.

i miss you / i'm right here

Pull - 298 words

second chronic illness themed @wolfstarmicrofic! this one featuring Remus with endometriosis for Endometriosis Awareness Month! CW for endo symptoms and mention of blood.

“C’mon, pull your shirt up.”

Remus drags his eyes away from the mindless comfort show on the TV screen. “What?”

Sirius sits down on the couch near his legs, curled tightly to his chest. “You heard me. Pull your shirt up.”

“Sirius,” Remus whines. He looks back at the television and curls his arms tighter around his lower abdomen, trying to absorb the warmth of the heating pad cradled there. “Leave me alone, it hurts.” An understatement if there ever was one. It’s like his uterus is a towel being wrung out until he cries, until he almost throws up, until he’s lost so much blood he’s dizzy with it.

A chilly hand cards gently through the curls falling over his forehead and Remus leans into the touch. “I know, baby, but I want to try something. Maybe it’ll help,” Sirius says.

And, well. He has Remus’s attention, but he’s still skeptical. “What is it?”

Sirius holds up a familiar brown tub of cream, one that Remus had bought for his joints and discarded months ago when it gave him no relief. “You haven’t tried it for this, have you?” Sirius asks.

Remus tilts his head, considering. No, he hasn’t. He doubts it will help, what with the big nothing it did everywhere else, but what does he have to lose by trying?

“Alright,” he agrees, and struggles to sit.

“No, no, hey, stay there. Just lift your shirt a bit for me,” Sirius says.

Remus does. Sirius insists on rubbing the cream into his pelvis for him, knowing how Remus hates the scent on his fingers.

Afterwards, Sirius settles into the opposite corner of the sofa, far enough to give Remus’s overheated body space, but close enough that he doesn’t feel alone. And Remus waits, and hopes.

“I either do one shots or 800k fics no in between” “700k is the average for me” “60k is a short fic for me lol” what if I kill you and then myself