Pretty much yeah
the seven stages of writing:
1) wanting to and having an idea to write something
2) actually starts writing it after 3 months of procrasination
3) loses motivation
4) wtf is this shit
5) the ‘crying cuz i think i lost all my writing ability’ stage
6) sobbing
7) give up, curl into a ball, cry about it, then repeat
Merry Christmas Darling
Jess Mariano x gn!reader
Summary: Jess makes fun of the readers terrible wrapping.
Warnings: none like this is pure fluff and extremely short but enjoy.
Listen to your favourite Christmas song with this one.
“You’re a terrible wrapper you know that right.”
Jess watched as you attempted to wrap a mug for your mum. It was your first Christmas in Philadelphia and your first Christmas with Jess and you were a little nervous. This was quite clearly showing in your wrapping skills.
Carefully taping the wrapping paper together, you looked up at Jess who was leaning on the door frame of your bedroom.
“Why don’t you use the kitchen table to wrap instead of making a terrible attempt on our bed?” Jess asked, incredibly amused by the whole situation.
“Because you banished me to the bedroom and I needed to get this done now,” you responded not taking your eyes off of the present.
Jess put his hand on his chest in mock offence, “I did not banish you to the bedroom.”
You snorted and finally looked up at him. “Yes you did love now go away so I can finish wrapping your presents.”
“So now your banishing me.”
“Yes, go away.”
Christmas arrived quicker than you expected. Messily wrapped presents sat underneath yours and Jess’ tree in the corner of your apartment. You woke up to Jess dropping a book on the floor.
“Was that necessary?” You asked, rubbing your eyes to look at your boyfriend who was smiling mischievously at you.
“Yes, yes it was,” he responded. Jess climbed back onto the bed and went to kiss you, only for you to move out of the way and go to the bathroom.
“Well that was rude,” Jess shouted. “I’m not kissing you with morning breath!” You shouted back. That was just gross.
Coming back into the room after brushing your teeth, you climbed back onto the bed and crawled over to Jess with a big smile on your face. Straddling his lap, you placed your hands on his shoulders and leant your forehead against his.
“Merry Christmas love,” you whispered.
“Merry Christmas darling.”
Jess wrapped his arms around your waist and closed the gap between you two. After a few seconds, the two of you pulled away.
Merry fucking Christmas
If anyone spoils no way home for me I’m becoming a homicidal bitch
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If anyone knows of any good Remus Lupin fanfics that are completed then please tell me I’m so bored
I has an announcement!
So I have no idea how well this is gonna go or where it’s going to go but I’ve started a fanfic on Wattpad if you want to check it out. Up to you. It’s called Ink Stained Hearts and it’s a Remus Lupin story. My username is the same as it is on here so check it out if you want to or ignore this.
Have a good day or evening!
“I’m pissed off. I’m pissed that amazing people are suicidal. I’m pissed that kids get cancer. I’m pissed that poor people can’t afford college. I’m pissed that soulmates don’t end up together. I’m pissed that people lie. I’m pissed that no one cares about the earth. I’m pissed that people are fake as fuck. I’m mad because this world is so fucked up and there’s nothing I can do about it.”
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I’ve got the fucking squid games theme song stuck in my head and it needs to fuck off before I fall asleep because I refuse to go into school again tired asf because my brain decided it was gonna throw a fit the night before and not shut up
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
Yes I’m listening to Christmas music in November and no I don’t give a shit it’s been a long week let me have this one
My family just saw the Hawkeye advert and my mum goes “isn’t that the arrow” 😭💀
Can TikTok fuck off with the sad edits of Sirius and Regulus I’m about to cry and it’s not ok
I feel like Lily Evans did ballet and I will be standing by this for the rest of my life thank you very much
I’m in a shitty mood and wanna read hurt/comfort docs or fluff fics so if anyone knows of any good ones for Remus, regulus or druig please let me know
Raise your hand if this week has made you so mentally exhausted that you’re just done with life and all you wanna do is sleep
Bonus points if you’ve had exams this week as well like me
⚠️Spoilers for Eternals⚠️
Currently screaming, crying and throwing up over Druig calling Makkari “my beautiful, beautiful Makkari”
Also screaming, crying and throwing up because I know no one will ever call me this
-LGBTQ+
-People from every nation
-All religions
-Dark skin people
-Asian people
-Uyghur Turks and Muslims
-People with mental disorders
-People with illness
-Neurodivergent people
Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort
Summary: Regulus is forced to have the dark mark and can’t hold his emotions in anymore when you find out.
This is terrible but I’m blaming it on me being tired but this song has been stuck in my head all day and I needed to find a way to get it out. And no I don’t know how many words this is and no I will not be checking I’m to tired and lazy also no specific pronouns are used.
Enjoy
If tear drops could be bottled, there’d be swimmin’ pools filled by models.
Tears ran down your face as you stared at Regulus, the dark mark staring back at you with disgust over who you were. A muggleborn who unfortunately fell for the one person you shouldn’t of. And yet, he seemed so kind to you. A quiet boy who just needed to be shown how to be loved properly, and then this happened.
Regulus stared back at you, tears streaming down his face as well. He wanted to tell you how this wasn’t suppose to happen. How he was getting ready to leave and had gotten caught. How his ‘family’ had strapped him to a chair and burned this thing onto his skin forever.
He couldn’t even say it without being disgusted with himself.
He felt like screaming.
He felt like he was drowning.
Told a tight dress is what makes you a whore.
You shook your head, trying to convince yourself this wasn’t happening. Merlin you prayed this was a bad dream. But it wasn’t. Bad dreams meant you could wake up to the goodness of the world. There was no goodness left now.
Regulus took a step towards you, cautious of what your reaction would be. You let him grab your hand and lace your fingers together. The two of you hidden away in his empty dorm. His roommates probably thought you would be crying for a different reason. Thought you’d be having fun.
Fun.
Nothing seemed like fun anymore.
If I love you was a promise, would you break it if you’re honest?
“I didn’t want it,” he whispered to you softly, voice breaking at the end. Of course he didn’t want it. Every conversation you’d had with him about it he’d been so against everything his family had said and done. Sirius leaving had really made him reevaluate his family and their beliefs.
“I know,” you whispered back, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a hug. His arms wrapped around his waist as he began to sob into your chest. Your heart broke. How could someone as cruel as his mother and father break a boy so kinda and gentle. Regulus didn’t deserve this. No one deserved this.
Tell the mirror what you know she’s heard before.
A plan began to form in your head. There had to a charm of a potion that could get rid of it. Maybe you could make one. It couldn’t be that hard right?
You whispered comforting words to Regulus and played with his curls until he calmed down. He felt so scared, so lost and angry with himself. How could he have let this happen? Why didn’t he leave with Sirius? Why didn’t he leave sooner? Why didn’t he run into your arms and left everything behind when you asked him to?
You pulled Regulus away from you for a moment, wiping the tears off of his face with your thumb before letting your hand rest on his cheek. He leant into your embrace and shut his eyes. You always knew how to make things better. Even if you said nothing, your presence made him feel lighter, happier than when he was with anyone else.
“I’m gonna get you out Reg ok. We’ll figure something out, we always do.”
Regulus smiled weakly at you and opened his eyes. He pulled you towards his bed and led down, pulling you down with him. Regulus snuggled into your chest, sobs reduced to sniffles. You were his guardian angel. And Merlin help anyone who tried to take you away from him.
I don’t wanna be you anymore.
I have so many ideas but I don’t know how to put them into words and wrote proper fica outta them
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I will write for:
All of the marauders
Jess Mariano
Lily Evans
Marlene McKinnon
Regulus Black
Fred Weasley
I will write:
Fluff
Angst
Hurt/comfort
Please do not request smut I’ll read it but I can’t write it trust me (I threw my phone across my room last time I tried it won’t end well)
Have a good day!
Right I’ve got questions.
One, how do I talk to people on here without being awkward like what do I say I’m awkward asf what do I do
Second, how tf do you get rid of writers block I wanna write oneshots on here but like my mind goes no
Anyways welcome to my crisis’ enjoy
Ginny: *pisses off Ron (naturally)*
Harry: Gin say sorry
Ron:
Ginny:
Ginny: *rolls eyes* unfuck you or whatever
We love being in a hyperactive mood where I randomly get a burst of energy do some homework try watch TikTok to go back into the no motivation mode to sleep realise it’s 11 and I have to pretend to be asleep to not piss off my parents and still have too much energy