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rosekiller have each other’s mugshots in their wallets

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Humanitarian Appeal

‼️She will die at any time‼️😭Emergency, read my story and help me 🚨

"One moment can change everything

My daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism

due to the devastating consequences of war and malnutrition. He urgently needs donations for his ongoing treatment and a life-saving kidney transplant help to cover the high costs of his medical care and surgery, which could save his life and improve his health.

We kindly appeal to compassionate individuals to donate and support us during this difficult time.

Thank you for your cooperation and generosity.

I am asking for $25 or 50$ , which will make a significant difference in my life and my family’s🙏🏻💔

🔴My child extends her hands to you. Do not leave her facing death. If you can, your support is a lifeline for her. No one helps me or cares about her illness. Please, from a humanitarian standpoint.

https://gofund.me/8dce001c

Posting because I can't donate <3

Sending you thoughts and prayers

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𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 “𝙸 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚟𝚊𝚗” 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑

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Reposting this because the same applies for this week <3

Update for 'A '70s Rhapsody' by somecluelessidiot on AO3:

I have about half of the next chapter written, and while I'd normally just finish it today, I'm quite ill at the moment.

Therefore, I'll be taking a hiatus this week to prioritise revision while I feel well enough to do something.

See you soon!

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James, calling Sirius: Bonjour, Padfoot. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

Sirius: No, I do not want to sleep with you.

James: Oh, man, is that what that means? I had a really gross tennis instructor.

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same anon from before

I’m so sorry if I came across as rude

I was just genuinely looking out for you because a lot of people will block blank blogs like yours (blank as in you don’t have a theme or a pfp)

I totally understand why you won’t be doing it

I’m sorry

No it's totally fine, don't worry! I appreciate you trying to help!

I've been searching for a good pfp for AGES and I just can't figure out what I want it to be, otherwise I'd definitely have one.

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Everyone meets up on the astronomy tower for some reason

Like how do they not bump into eachother?

Do they keep a schedule??

Wolfstar: 8pm-9pm

Starchaser: 9:30 pm through 10:30 pm

Etc.

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I've released a new fic on AO3 because I couldn't help myself!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63477559

Title: Lover, Dearest

Author: somecluelessidiot

Rating: Mature

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Fandom(s): Harry Potter - JK Rowling, Marauders Era - Fandom

Main Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter, Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier, Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes, Pandora Lovegood/Xenophilius Lovegood

Additional Tags: Ravenclaw Barty Crouch Jr., Angst, and I mean Angst, Heavy Angst, Do you understand?, there's a damn lot of angst, Sad Ending, these characters are going THROUGH IT, major character deaths, yes plural, Canon Compliant, Fuck JKR, a lot of swearing, The Author Regrets Nothing, Dark Remus Lupin, that's after the prank, and doesn't last long, but it's there, Platonic MoonWater, Regulus Black and Sirius Black Angst, The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Mental Health Issues, does this jegulus count as enemies to lovers?, Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Regulus Black-centric, Sort Of, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Present Tense, POV Third Person, Hurt/Comfort, Child Abuse

Summary: Regulus Black is caught in a whirlwind of pressure, loss, indoctrination, and abuse. It's the only life he's ever known, and he's fairly certain it's the only one he deserves. Perhaps Hogwarts will change things for him, just like it did for Sirius, or maybe this was the life he was always meant to live. One riddled with sorrow, stress, and tragedy.

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Okay, so I suck at summaries, but I swear this fic is worth it! Please just hear me out lol

This is a fic following the Slytherin Skittles/Emeralds through years at Hogwarts (and beyond). Please note that this does follow canon (with the addition of a few relationships to liven things up a bit), so it will definitely be angsty and - if I write it well - heartbreaking. Consider this your warning.

More in-depth warnings in the start and end notes of chapters <3

Soo this is the one I was writing about the Skittles through their years at Hogwarts. If you're interested, please check it out! Also, the first chapter is a tad dull, but it'll definitely get better (I'm not selling this, am I?).

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Sirius: I didn't do it.

Minnie: Then why are you laughing?

Sirius: Because whoever did is a freaking genius!

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Fourth (4th) list of fic recs, all wolfstar, all amazing

(you can tell I love MollyMaryMarie and MsAlexWP)

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you should make a theme for your blog

you look like a bot

I swear I'm not a bot lol I'm just very indecisive

I focus on my random hyperfixations... that's all the organisation you're getting, I'm afraid. I just post whatever comes to mind because I physically cannot restrict myself to just one thing, or it gets boring and I give up (hence the chaos that is my blog).

I'd love to be able to narrow down what I post because I know it would make it easier for people to know what to expect from me, it's just not something that's very easy for me simply because of the way my brain works.

I appreciate that you probably weren't trying to probe or be rude (if you were, I ask that you kindly leave me alone), and I think my response makes it seem like I took offense to your comment (which I didn't), but I'd like it noted that this was just a friendly explanation of why I feel unable to do that (unless anyone has any suggestions?).

So yeah. I appreciate the sentiment, but that will probably not be happening lol.

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Taking a bit of a jump here by posting my art because I don't usually like showing it to other people, but here we go:

Let's all ignore the fact that I didn't give Barty a mouth... I could not draw it to save my life lmao

I honestly can't decide if I love or hate it, but I thought I might as well try something new.

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The Marauders and their love languages:

James: Words of Affirmation ("Lily, you are the most radiant being on this earth.")

Sirius: Physical Touch (Will dramatically drape himself over anyone he loves.)

Remus: Acts of Service (Will bring you tea when you’re stressed, no questions asked.)

Peter: Quality Time (Just wants to sit with you and eat snacks.)

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Biblically accurate Remus Lupin, I fear

heart - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 225

"There," Lily said firmly, slamming the parchment in her hand down on the table Remus was sitting on front of in the Common Room and giving him a stern look. "Do you believe me now?"

Remus looked down at the paper and recognized the handwriting almost instantly. Rather than looking more closely at what was actually written, he gasped dramatically and looked at his friend. "Lillianne-"

"You know my name is just Lily."

"- Marie-"

"Not my middle name, John."

"Evans," he finished smirking at her. "Did you actually steal Sirius's notes?"

The redhead scoffed and rolled her eyes. "So what if I did? I did what I had to, to put this stupid argument to rest. Now it's bloody obvious he's as gone for you as you are for him! Look!"

Swallowing, Remus looked back to the parchment to see that Lily was pointing at several smudged hearts in the margins, which surrounded the initials S+R. His stomach did a little flip-flop, but he refused to give himself hope. It was simply too good to be true. Sirius Black- gorgeous, smart, perfect Sirius Black, could not like him like that.

"They're probably friend hearts," he shrugged, only blushing a little.

Lily gave him an incredulous look and fell forward, banging her head on the table. "You're both so stupid," she murmured into the surface.

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I shouldn't spoil what I want to include in my fics in the future, but I'm sooooo excited for the end of this one (it hasn't been published yet, don't come at me) that I just had to share my thoughts. This probably won't be the final version, but we'll see...

TW: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, DEATH

Barty stares at the Dementor as it slowly creeps closer. He should be scared in the face of death. It should terrify him, chill him to the bone like all those years in Azkaban did. He should be scrambling around, pleading with his father, begging for his life to be spared. But he can't find it in himself to act as such.

Maybe, many years ago, he would have been afraid. He would have screamed and cried and sobbed because there were things worth clinging onto. Perhaps he never would have been so foolish in the first place, or maybe he would've been so blinded by love that he would've acted even more recklessly.

Still, he doesn't beg. He won't stoop to that level. He's the last one left. The last of the ones he cares about, anyway. Regulus was the first to go. He was young, too young - they all were, really - and perhaps Barty is too. Perhaps there's something equally as tragic in dying now as dying sooner, when there were still people to mourn you.

At least he'll get to see them again. Barty has wished for this sweet relief for years, the only thing keeping him going being his need for vengeance.

He should've wished for death sooner, before the insanity crept into the edges of his mind and he lost all semblance of himself. He should've died while Barty was still Barty, so full of life and rebellious to a T , doing anything in his power to get his own way.

This is not Barty. This is a ghost of a man, a hollowed-out shell where the soul used to be. Barty died when he first set foot in Azkaban, he just didn't realise it. There is no fear the Dementor can drag out of him, nothing he hasn't already seen. Death is mercy. He longs for it.

He only wishes Evan didn't have to watch from above as he changed into who he is now.

This is not the Barty that Evan loved.

This is someone else.

Barty hopes he regains his spirit in the afterlife. He hopes beyond all hope that someone is there, waiting for him, and he hopes that that person is Evan Rosier, for there is not another soul that could compare to the joy that boy brings him.

There are none like Evan Rosier, and Barty can't wait to see him again.

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song writer Sirius, who stays up late a night coming up with words to describe he feeling Remus makes him feel every time they make eye contact

photographer Regulus, who likes to take pictures of James when he isn't paying attention because he's just too beautiful to capture

jewelry maker Pandora, who searches for days the right martial that matches Lily's eye color perfectly

artist Evan, who has graphite all over his hands from how long he's been working on this most recent piece, he wants to make sure he draws out every one of Barty's tattoos