Bonfire Night

why would you stop when he’s so cute!!! look at him!! 💞💓💓💘💞💕💞💝

I need to stop drawing him. He’s most of my page. I just can’t stop the demons and the demons want Remus Lupin. All. The. Time.

if you haven’t read ddtk you are missing out

hi :3 may i…. may i offer you… new wolfstar fic?? *hides*

oh my god HIIII CUTIE!!!

Remus says hi!!! ⭐️

James who ran like his life depended on it when Sirius told him what he had done.

James whose only thought was Remus, and the fact that he had to save him from his own self because he knew that Remus would never forgive himself if he hurt Snape.

James who was ready to throw himself to death without another thought to push Severus away from the shack before just as moony is ready to pounce at him.

James who stays by the door the whole night to make sure moony was okay, and then by his side in the hospital wing when he wakes up.

James who holds Remus as he cries his heart out when he hears about what Sirius has done, who nurses him back to health as he becomes a shell of his own self.

James who comes learns how to take the muggle train to go to Whales every day during that summer because he can't apparate yet, even though Remus told him not to come. But he still goes and sits with hope in the living room or helps her around the farm when Remus doesn't come out of his room.

James who keeps bringing him books from Effie's library everyday since Hope told him Remus had been rereading his old books because he didn't want to go out to the library, and so he sets them by his door and sits there with his back against the wood, babbling about nothing and everything through it till the time for the last train back rolls around.

That is, untill Remus opens the door and James falls down on the ground, his eyes wide and his glasses askew as he watched the upside down face of the best friend he hadn't seen in a month.

Remus has a fond exasperated look on his face at the sight of the sweet boy who kept coming back no matter how much he tried to push him away.

They spend that summer running around in fields or sprawled under the shade of the trees as Remus read one of Effie's books and James rested his head in his lap, something that after days evolves into Remus carding his fingers through his wild messy hair, delicately removing his gold rimmed glasses as he dozed off under the shade of the trees while Hope watches them with a small smile on her face from the kitchen window, taking out her camera to capture the sweet moment because she knew that one day the oblivious pair would want it.

"Improve your skills" this "Learn to make your stuff look professional" that - what if I want to stay shitty at it?

What if I don't want to become the very best like noone ever was because that sounds fucking stressful? What if I just want to continue making my silly shit for my own enjoyment? Why does the goal of everything has to be to make it "better" one day? Is art only worthy if it looks like you spent days on it? Have we maybe all lost track of the whole point of drawing and writing and crafting being that it's fun?

If anyone ever looked at me the way Sirius and Remus look at each other I would simply ascend into the atmosphere like a helium balloon.

Time to listen to some records 💫

ngl if a bi girl is talking about a hot guy and shes like “im so gay” you dont get to be like “but-” no buts. shes feeling queer about it.

not every sentence needs to be perfect. not every sentence needs to be perfect not every sentence needs to be perfect not every sentence needs to be perfect not every sentence needs to be perfect not every sentence needs to be perfect not every sentence needs to be perfect

I swear the received wisdom we're developing about how to clock AI authorship is going to end up doing more harm than good. "Generative language models don't remember what they've written before, so plot holes in fanfic are a red flag that the author is using AI" yeah, and you know who else doesn't remember what they wrote last chapter?