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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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After a long while away from writing, I’m back!

Sirius and Regulus Black found themselves torn from their abusive family home and thrust into the unforgiving foster care system at a young age. Their journey takes a turn when Sirius, acting on protective impulse, lands in Juvenile Detention.

Months later, Sirius is released and temporarily placed with the Potter family. Sirius works to keep his exterior tough, but beneath the shell is a fragile and wounded boy. The Potter's offer an unconditional love that Sirius has no idea how to accept, and he fears that if he lets himself touch it, he will ruin the rare thing this family has. Sirius will risk it all to be reunited with the only source of love he understands– Regulus. His brother and his purpose.

Sirius, despite his attempts at self destruction, learns to accept love. This Found Family narrative unfolds with elements of hurt, healing, camaraderie, and the profound experiences of coming of age.

Title is from the Soccer Mommy song of the same name!

First 5 chapters are up, 6th coming tomorrow (hopefully)

Give it a read! Or, if you’re not sure it’s your thing, give it a reblog!

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Omg now chapter 4 is up, too 😀

Chapter 3 is up! I like this one 🥹

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Chapter 3 is up! I like this one 🥹

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Wow. The patience, kindness and calm communication skills. Outstanding.

From raindovemodel

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Guess who wrote a fic! Me! I did!

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James Potter 🤝

*shouts* artists please! I know you can hear me!

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Athens

Photo by Athens Vibe - athensvibe.gr

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just read the fic i've reread like 100 times three more times in as many days

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Probably a musical number

remus gets turned into a muppet and theyre all very nervous to know what will happen once the full moon hits

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I want these tattooed.

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I am a terrible combination of “whatever happens, happens” and “If everything doesn’t go according to plan, I will vaporize”

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"do you ever stop and think about us? about our future?" lily asked. james' body is warm against her own, and their son is quietly breathing in the cot next to their bed; he's not quite old enough for them to move him to the nursery, but everything is ready for him there, for when the time comes.

however, there is something comforting about having him sleep with them, the warmth of their family slowly being adjusted to.

james ran a hand over his face, dark stubble covering his cheeks and neck. they were both unkempt recently; the war already took a big part of their lives and now, with a son, there were few, the moments of just them. "i don't really have the time to," he admitted, letting out a puffy chuckle.

"is there anything else you'd want for us after this war ends, then?" she rolled around on her stomach, her eyes meeting james', brown and emerald, a forest together. "i'd like to have a daughter," she laughed, loudly enough to tickle james' ears, quietly enough to not wake up their son. "i know you mentioned a daughter, too; what should we name her?"

"we'll have plenty of time to think about that," james smiled, and she wished the sun would just rise, to see the curve of her husband's lips, the dimple in his cheek. "ania is a pretty name, though. or maybe a flower name, too, possibly even lily, to set the theme, if our son is named after me." ("our son, james, isn't that so strange? who would have thought?") "would you like to move out of here? out of england?"

"i want to move out of godric's hollow, it's a bit depressing. we don't really have the best memories here, do we? let's more somewhere near the sea," lily whispered, and he wished the sun would just rise, to see the crinkle of her eyes, the warmth of her smile. "i want to be able to take a walk on the beach everyday, i want to be able to run towards the sea from our porch. we don't need a big house, just big enough for the three, four, as many of us as there will be."

james hummed, twirling a strand of lily's auburn curls around his finger. "we should take him with us too," he nodded to the ginger cat, sleeping at the foot of their bed. "i think he'd like the fresh air."

"we should give him a name, first of all," she giggled. "that can wait for now, though. for now, we're still in godric's hollow, in a small home, the three of us and a cat, and hopefully we'll be still in love when this all ends. i'm sure we will, though."

he planted a kiss to her head. "of course we will."

the warm nights of summer were theirs, at least in that moment. the warmth washed over them, lulling then to sleep, in each other's arms.

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This hack will save your teeth: there are no “right” and “wrong” times to brush your teeth.

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Obsessed

a lazy sunday morning at gryffindor boy's dorm :)) james is at quidditch practice bc he just loves sports that much (can't relate)

inspired by atyd 😋

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Do you listen to music like a normal person or do you feel the ceaseless urge to point out to uninterested people how this song is so xxFictionalCharacter coded??