#actually she is MesserMoon

[stillwithmeisonlyyou]

Have we talked about atwtmv taylor being lily evans? Intellectual lily who gave james her all? Lily in choices? Like lily who put her trust in this man who loves another along with her?

Like don't get me wrong I do like James in choices. Like that is the only way these events would have unraveled the way they did in canon. And I do get him. But I also get lily and a lot. Her characterization in choices is superior and gives her a personality outside james and harry and I love her there

Who just happens to be Taylor Swift hehe

Also like this is a whole other topic but what if MesserMoon is TS? I know the whole thing about 89 with mskingbean and the folklore love triangle and honestly makes sense but what about my tears ricochet? Like that is a black brothers song u can't convince me otherwise. It's just. Taylor is everywhere if you look for her.

[starsignchaser]

thinking about Lily Evans in Choices

[querkynchaotic]

Obliviate

mary macdonald microfic - canon compliant

(quoted choices by messermoon for dumbledore's first line)

The first time she thought about it was when Marlene died.

It had been months since she had used magic and years since she had stepped foot into Diagon Alley. Actually, after Hogwarts ended, the only time she had seen a wizard or a witch who wasn't one of her friends was in St Mungo's, when Lily had given birth to Harry.

The problem is, once you think about something, there is no unthinking it. The more she tried to get that idea out of her head, the more she thought about it. And as things got worse, that little voice in the back of her mind became more and more oppressive.

"What if you just forgot about it all ?"

Forget about the bullying in school, the glares, the insults, the double standards, the spells behind her back. The death eaters who had already killed so many of her friends. The attacks on Muggles she felt were directed against her. Knowing who had done it, knowing why, and having to hear the explanations the muggle news gave. Knowing the truth.

Knowing became too much. And she understood why they all wanted to fight -- James Potter wouldn't be James Potter if he wasn't risking his life to make the world a better place -- but she just. Didn't have anything to fight for. The wizarding world didn't mean as much to her as it did to them, and she didn't see why she would fight for a place where she was so unwelcome.

So she thought about it. Forgetting everything. But there was too much to forget. And Lily was still here, Sirius was still here, and they needed her. She couldn't be that selfish and let them down.

So, she only thought about it. As something to calm herself in the middle of the night, the kind of horrible thought that weirdly brings you comfort, thinking "if everything goes to shit, I'll just forget about it."

She just never imagined it would get that bad.

Because after Marlene died, Dorcas went a bit crazy. And then she died. And then Lily disappeared. When Harry was 6 months old, her and James went MIA. Sirius wouldn't tell her anything, they mostly talked about Remus, and the more they did, the more Mary wondered how they would ever come back from that. But she never wondered if they would come back from that. I mean, they were Sirius and Remus, for goodness' sake.

And then.

And then.

And then Lily died. And James. And Sirius had betrayed them. And he had killed Peter. And the world fell apart.

She's in Dumbledore's office with Petunia Dursley, ready to leave, when Dumbledore says :

“You will leave Harry Potter where he is. You will not speak to him, you will not write to him, you will have no contact with him at all.”

She feels like she's in a dream. She's outside of her own body, watching herself in that office, with that man. Right now, she doesn't see a war hero, or a rebel, or a headmaster : she sees the reason why so many of her friends are dead. No, not "so many" : all of them. Because the two who are left might as well be.

"He can't..." Her voice sounds weird, like she's hearing it on tape. Like it's someone else speaking. It's completely void of emotion, as well. It catches her off guard. But maybe she doesn't have anything left to feel. "He can't know I exist ?"

The old man smiles, all trace of coldness gone. "I'm glad we understand each other."

"Then I want you to obliviate me".

The voice in her head isn't a voice in her head anymore. It's not an intruder telling her "you could forget about it" ; it's her thinking "I'm going to forget everything". It's her saying it out loud.

"I beg your pardon ?"

"You heard me. You want me to leave Harry alone ? That's the thing I ask in return." Her voice is mechanic, daring, like her emotions are turned off. Usually, that's not a good thing, because it's even more of a mess when you turn them back on. Hopefully, this time, she won't have to go through that.

"I don't understand. What are you asking ?"

God, she had forgotten Petunia was here.

"Obliviate. It's a spell that erases your memory." She doesn't bother waiting for Petunia's reaction, turning her attention back to Dumbledore. "You said I'm reluctant to being involved, right ? Well, this is me not getting involved. With any of it, actually. I don't want to remember the war, I don't want to remember how it ended, or why it started, I don't... I don't even want to remember your stupid school. I want to forget that magic exists."

A surprised gasp comes out of Petunia's mouth, and then the mask is back on, and she looks full of disdain once again. "I understand that. I always told Lily it was better to be normal than a freak."

Mary wants to tell her she's wrong. She wants to tell her that magic can be beautiful. But right now she doesn't remember why. Magic is beautiful when it's someone's magic, and everyone magical Mary loved is dead.

For Lily's sake, for all the times Mary held her while she cried missing her sister, she wants to tell Petunia she's wrong. That she loves being a witch. But she's so tired. And right now, she really doesn't.

She wishes she had someone on her side, to argue with Petunia so she doesn't have to. To jump into the fight for her.

But isn't that what they did ? Jump into the fight for people like you ? And where did that get them ?

Absolutely fucking nowhere.

"How far back are we talking about ?" Dumbledore's voice snaps her back into reality. He's looking at her with piercing blue eyes. God how she hates him. But she's also relieved, like this man is finally gonna take away some of the pain he caused her.

"Everything. Just erase everything from when I was eleven years old."

"I would not recommend that. You would wake up with ten years of your life missing, and you would start asking questions. Trying to fill the gaps."

"Can't you..." She sighs. She's so fucking tired. And more than anything, she wants to go to sleep. Physically and metaphorically.

"Can't you leave some stuff then ? So I don't wonder and get nosy about my own life ?"

"One simple way to do that would be for you to extract your memories from your brain. That way we could choose which ones..."

"For you to have them ?" She cuts him sharply. "And keep them in little bottles and look through them whenever you like ?" She scoffs "That's not bloody likely. Aren't you supposed to be a good wizard ? Like, really talented ? Can't you manage to... I don't know, make your obliviate a little selective ?"

"I could leave some memories of school, the ones that don't imply magic, but it would be very blurry. You wouldn't have much. And I can't let you keep any memories that date from after school. That would leave too many blanks you would want to fill."

She sighs. Closes her eyes. Lets that sink in.

He's going to do it. He's actually going to do it. This is it. This is where her pain stops.

What a bastard though, she thinks with a chuckle. She opens her eyes.

"It's fine. Just... Imply that we fell out of touch after school. I have a lot of memories that don't include them. I'll be fine."

"Very well. Mrs Dursley, if you would like to step back."

And suddenly, she sees everything. Like she's going to die and her whole life flashes before her eyes. All her magical life, anyways. It's like her brain knows what to focus on, in a last desperate attempt to keep it.

She's going to forget Lily's wedding. She's going to forget Harry. She's going to forget Sirius' and Remus' flat. She's going to forget Marlene's 19th birthday party. She's going to forget the trip they all made to France.

She's going to forget about Quidditch. James flying on his broom, Marlene and Sirius throwing bludgers at each other, Lily cheering them on, Remus reading in the stands, Peter with a red and gold scarf and pink cheeks.

She's going to forget how it feels to fly.

She's going to forget about potions. Lily giggling when they made Amortentia. Marlene mortified when hers smelled like Dorcas, Sirius and Remus thinking theirs didn't work because they were brewing it together.

The classes. The spells. Peter's magical chessboard, the owls, running in the Forbidden Forest, enchanting objects so they would dance, getting back at the boys and pranking them, getting drunk with Firewhiskey in the Leaky Cauldron, ...

She's going to forget Hogsmeade.

Trying to do magical make up. Sirius' magical moon phase tattoo. The first time she saw a unicorn. James' elf Minnie. The magical fireworks on New Year's Eve.

She's going to forget how it feels to cast a Patronus.

All there, in a second, she sees Lily smiling and Marls dancing and Remus...

"Obliviate"

When she comes home from university, she finds pictures of her school friends on the floor. She doesn't remember taking them out of the boxes, but she's feeling a bit light headed and really, really tired, so that must be it.

She picks up a picture of her and the girls. God, she hasn't seen them in ages. She smiles. She wonders what they're up to now. Mentally tells herself off for not having made the effort to stay in touch. It wouldn't make much sense to seek them out now, four years later.

Isn't it crazy, how you can spend your entire time with people, live with them, and then... They all went to different universities and fell out of touch, or at least that's what she assumes because right now she can't remember discussing their future, or what Lily wanted to study.

Oh well. She's ready to bet one day she'll turn on the sports channel and see Marls on TV, though she can't remember which sport it was she was really into. Or she'll stumble across a book written by Remus at the library, though she thinks she would remember if he had gone on to study Literature just like she did ?

"I really need to sleep" she mumbles to herself.

She picks up the photos, puts them back in their box, and goes to bed.

[chaserofstars11]

✨Intro Post ✨

me

heeey! i'm lea, (pronounce lee, lee-uh, lay-uh, or wtv idc it's not my real name ;)). I pretty much go by she/her, but all pronouns are ok!!! (so are all gendered terms, including girl/guy) I am bi, and super accepting/open. dms and asks are totally welcome! i live in north carolina (US), so EST. i've just started writing fic on ao3 so link: https://archiveofourown.org/users/chaserofstars11 i'll make a masterlist once i write more i have a gorgeous goldendoodle so there are goldendoodles in the photos <3 (not mine tho :( )

music/books/movies/shows

i love renee rapp, taylor swift, conan gray, queen, paramore, mo schulte, phoebe bridgers, lana del ray, maneskin, yungblud, acdc, honestly basically anything

fav books are: six of crows/grishaverse (leigh bardugo is a goddess i luv all of her creations), age of legends trilogy, little women, lockwood & co, divergent, the hobbit, the book thief, carry on, becky albertalli's books, literally so many more

shows/movies: i love/have watched friends, the office, parks & rec, the good place, ncis (literally my fav), shadow and bone, young royals, heartstopper, good omens, and other stuff

ngl taladega nights is my comfort movie (so james of me, ik) but I also love harold and maude, mean girls, and any cheesy romance movie ever

that was long, so picture break! these are all from pinterest, not mine :)

fandoms/ships

I am mostly just in the marauders and soc fandoms, but also a bit of golden trio and pjo. ( i am so serious when i say fuck jkr. i don’t support her ideals or her work, i am simply talk her characters and making them gay and trans in spite)

I love most marauders ships esp starchaser, rosekiller, pandalily/marylily/pandamarylily, and dorlene (dw, i like wolfstar too) My favorite fics are Art Heist Baby, crimson rivers, anything by damagecontrol, anything by MesserMoon (esp kyd and ohb), anything by maladaptivewriting, anything by Solmussa, and anything by lynxindisguise (PSA i have not read atyd. ik, ik, i'm just not mentally prepared yet. same reason i haven't read choices)

my fav golden trio ships are luna/ginny, harry/draco, and ron/hermione

soc ships are obvi wesper, helnik, and kanej (plus zoyalai ofc)

dni

if ur mean/disrespectful/homophobic/misogynistic/sexist/transphobic/racist/or have anything bad to say/or are creepy

otherwise, i love to interact, have chains, be tagged, or anything. i am kinda new to tumblr tho, so not sure how everything works. I won't interact outside of tumblr or ao3 unless i actually know you

thx for reading <333 i hope you enjoy the weird shit i post :) I might end up posting my art... I dont know if im brave enough. but you can read my writing!

[sitp-recs]

Hi! I recently read Here’s Looking At You Kid by MesserMoon and loved it. It was a rarepair I’ve never heard of (George/Blaise), and I wanted to ask: do you have any fav fics featuring rarepairs that are practically unknown/no one talks about them? Thank you!

Hi anon! I’ve heard great things about this fic, was even thinking about reading it on my trip but I ended up taking a break from fandom too 🤣 I’m a bit hesitant to declare this or that ship as popular/non-popular bc perception is often deceiving - my Tumblr bubble talks a lot about some rare pairs that are not necessarily popular on AO3 (like Harry/Teddy, here’s a specific list if anyone’s interested) while other ships are not as popular here but have over 1k fics (like Harry/Pansy). In the end I didn’t want to overthink this so I just went for my favorite fics — there are quite a few het ships and they are not generally long; I like my rare pairs short & smutty like the doctor ordered 👍🏼 lastly, I wanna mention two authors who write a variety of excellent rare pairs: pauraque and AU champion provocative_envy. You can’t go wrong with any of their fics!

Harry's Pots by HenryMercury (G, 1.8k) - Harry/Dean

Dean goes to art school in the States for four years and when he comes back Harry bloody Potter has become a maker and merchant of ceramics.

Between the Houses by @thesleepiesthufflepuff (E, 2k) - Dean/Charlie

He paused on the doormat, taking out the ring that he’d stowed away several hours ago. Its white golden band caught on the amber light coming from the torches that lined the road of houses, and nestled in the middle of the ring was a circular moonstone that had belonged to his great-great-grandmother.

They Bought A Sports Bar by @fw00shy (T, 2.2k) - Ginny/Cho

Ginny buys a sports bar (run-down biker pub, really) and ropes Cho into helping out. They're just business partners, so why does everyone else think they're more?

lace and scars by tryslora (E, 2.2k) - Lavender/Hermione

No one can wear lace like Lavender can.

Up the Road by @ruinsplume (T, 2.6k) - Tonks/Charlie

The best way, Tonks thinks, would be to take the initiative herself. But it has to be a boy she can stand to ask, one who won’t laugh at her, one who might actually agree to what Tonks knows is a preposterous situation, even if she can’t say exactly why.

Hand Check by provocative_envy (T, 2.7k) - Theo/Blaise

“I’m just . . .” Blaise trails off, realizing he probably doesn’t need to explain to Nott why he’s buying lube. Except—he wants to. He wants to explain to Nott why he’s buying lube. In detail. Graphic detail. Exceptional detail. He wants to demonstrate, wants to show off, wants to outline all the ways he’s uniquely qualified to take care of Nott, all the reasons he’s uniquely capable of taking care of Nott. How he can do it better. Do it best. “Yeah.”

Drip, Honey, Drip by tamlane (E, 3k) - Lily Luna/Michael Corner

Lily's boss catches her daydreaming on a Friday afternoon. He thinks there could be a business opportunity in it, and he wants to hear more. Sequel here.

Seasonal by provocative_envy (M, 3.4k) - Narcissa/Charlie

Charlie’s balls-to-the-wall stupid gap year finally sputters to a grinding, inauspicious halt somewhere in the rural Tuscan countryside.

Mothering Sunday by pauraque (T, 3.6k) - Astoria/Narcissa

Narcissa always wanted a little girl of her own, and Astoria never really had a proper Mum. Together they build something that neither of them ever knew was possible.

Boyfriend Dick by fw00shy (E, 3.8k) - Pansy/Percy

Percy was the Parkinson accountant. He had no business babysitting Pansy on her birthday yacht. Pansy was turning twenty-one. She was a bloody adult, and she was going to prove it to everyone by fucking the Weasley nerd.

Her Life in Dreams and Wakefulness by rillalicious (M, 4.2k) - Luna/Gabrielle

The first time she has the dream, Gabrielle is sixteen years old.

Life During Wartime by ruinsplume (E, 4.6k) - Sirius/Charlie

Between worrying about whether his father will recover from the snake bite and being jam-packed into Grimmauld Place with a family that doesn't understand him, Charlie's having a rough time of it. Fortunately for him, Sirius is going to smooth things out.

The Secret Incantation by pauraque (E, 5k) - Sirius/Hermione

This is what she wants. This is what he needs.

Puddlemere’s New Man by mindabbles (E, 6k) - Teddy/Oliver

Teddy is willing to put in the work. He’s willing to practice twice as hard as anyone else, except that no one can out-work Oliver — a fact that Teddy finds he doesn’t mind in the least.

Postscript by provocative_envy (T, 6.5k) - Harry/Pansy

Pansy is getting married for all the wrong reasons, and then she meets Harry.

On the Same Side by rillalicious (M, 7.5k) - Teddy/Charlie

Teddy is heading to Romania to protest a proposed anti-dragon law. He finds an interesting ally there.

testosterone (sounds like a spell) by pauraque (E, 8k) - Justin/Hannah 🏳️‍⚧️

Justin never returned to Hogwarts after the Death Eaters came. He's found that the Muggle world offers other kinds of transfiguration — a body alchemy far more powerful than any magic spell. Sometimes he wonders if anyone even remembers that once, years ago, he was a novice wizard.

Of The Race That Knows Joseph by scoradh (E, 8.4k) - Remus/Regulus

When dead men walk and badgers give you sarcastic looks, it's time to re-evaluate what it means to be a werewolf.

Hopelessly Devoted To You by @writcraft (E, 10k) - Harry/George

Harry and George watch a lot of musicals and accidentally fall in love.

like the lost lyrics of a song suddenly remembered by @lqtraintracks (E, 11k) - Teddy/Bill, Teddy/James

Teddy Lupin, aging rockstar, is making a comeback after his life and career were nearly ruined by an illegal potions habit. Everyone's out to support him tonight. Including the man he's always tried so hard not to love -- as well as the man he's always turned to instead.

Burned Silk, Buckled Leather by ruinsplume (E, 12k) - Draco/Sirius

When Sirius discovers a down-and-out Draco Malfoy lurking around the edges of a Muggle kink club, he thinks he knows just what Draco needs. He isn't expecting to run into some long-buried needs of his own.

The Hollow by @wolfpants (E, 12k) - Draco/Remus

They both drink, and Remus wonders how much longer he can stay here. His eyes are already moving around slowly, looking for an escape. Anything to get away from the eerily familiar slope of Draco’s cheekbones, from the richness of the voice that sounds so much like the ghost inside his own head.

Still the pine-woods scent the moon by @fluxweeed (E, 15k) - Harry/Remus

You’ve learned to ignore the stench of perpetual horniness that Harry—twenty years old and finally free—exudes. That is, until you walk into the kitchen of Grimmauld Place and find him naked, spread over the table, with Draco Malfoy pounding into him from behind.

Rebirth (Coming Home) by @onbeinganangel (T, 16k) - Harry/Regulus

Harry’s decrepit House Elf is dying. If things were normal, that would be a sad but ultimately natural thing. However, he’s Harry Potter and — of bloody course — nothing can ever be normal. Why shouldn’t Kreacher’s death have to involve Draco Malfoy, who Harry hasn’t seen in two years, and Regulus Black, who Harry has thought was dead for over twenty years?

The Werewolf Handbook, Page 147 by Snegurochka (E, 20k) - Teddy/Bill

Everyone knows that when a person with any werewolf blood reaches 21, untamed sexual urges will manifest themselves and require an outlet. It's a fact. No question about it. The Werewolf Handbook says so, right there on page 147.

Mirror, Mirror by @orange-peony (E, 23k) - George/Lee

George feels a wave of relief washing over him at the thought that he still has time, that he can still get his shit together and stop feeling so utterly broken every single moment of the day, and then maybe he will be good enough for Lee.

Within These Walls by sara_holmes (E, 24k) - Draco/Seamus

Torture, rebellion, war and Draco Malfoy. Seamus won't even know where to start telling this story if they all make it out the other side.

Spring Street by rillalicious (T, 25k) - Harry/Pansy

Harry's been undercover for eight years, on a case that's going nowhere fast. Then Pansy Parkinson is kidnapped, and everything changes.

The Sketchbook by Snegurochka (E, 30k) - Teddy/Sirius

Sketching portraits of Sirius Black had been Teddy's way of avoiding life in the present for years. He never expected one of them would come to life, but then, he might have known that interacting with any kind of magical parchment invented by a Marauder would only open up one epic can of worms.

you will burn right now but then you won't regret it by @thistlecatfics (M, 32k) - Tonks/Fleur

Eight years after Voldemort’s defeat, as the illegal potions trade ravages England and the government intensifies lycanthropic restrictions in response, Fleur and Tonks join forces to uncover corruption in the Ministry.

The NottPott Chronicles by @amarillis39 and @missmrah (E, 33k) - Harry/Theo

A series of moments from Theo and Harry’s lives as they learn to navigate their relationship, deal with their demons or just simply revel in each other’s company.

May Contain Nuts by scoradh (E, 32k) - Harry/George

After Voldemort is defeated, the script for Harry's life comes to an end. Unsure of what to do with his life, he does nothing. Only one person is on hand to show Harry that a hero is not the sum of his vanquished enemies, but he's got problems of his own.

The Secretary by PacificRimbaud (E, 46k) - Percy/Pansy

Threatened with the loss of her trust fund allowance, wild child Pansy Parkinson takes her mother up on an offer she can't refuse: a job at the Ministry of Magic as personal secretary to tightly wound bureaucrat Percy Weasley.

Play Me Like A Love Song by writcraft (E, 67k) - Minerva/Will

Minerva McGonagall doesn’t believe in love at first sight, which is why her instant attraction to drag king Wilhelmina ("Will") Grubbly-Plank is so unexpected. War tears apart the wizarding world and as one battle ends Minerva and Will must fight once more, this time for the lives of their friends on Little Compton Street.

[the-francakes]

I posted 1,871 times in 2022

That's 1,871 more posts than 2021!

323 posts created (17%)

1,548 posts reblogged (83%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@the-francakes

@mxlfoydraco

@scatteredstrings

@a-maidens-fantasy

@schmem14

I tagged 302 of my posts in 2022

#dramione - 57 posts

#draco malfoy - 41 posts

#microficmay2022 - 31 posts

#hermione granger - 25 posts

#harry potter fanfiction - 24 posts

#drarry - 23 posts

#hp fanfiction - 22 posts

#harry potter - 19 posts

#dramione fanfiction - 18 posts

#thefrancakes birthday pancakes - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#are they dating are they fucking or are they something in between that? i dunno but you say the nasty shit in bed and its fucking awesome

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

“It’s Zabini’s birthday this Friday. Stop by for drinks?” Draco asked.

“Friday? But that’s Valentine’s Day,” Hermione blurted out. No idea why. It’s not like she had a date; she and Ron had ended things months ago.

“True,” Malfoy hummed almost to himself. Then he looked at her, those soft eyes moving to the dark metal. “Are you free?”

“Yes. I’m free."

CUPID. on AO3

48 notes - Posted February 11, 2022

#4

@microficmay Day 9: ferocity

“Albus Severus is a stupid name!” 

“And Scorpius isn’t?!” 

Neither man was backing down. Again.

“I think my water broke,” Luna said softly. Both father-to-be’s didn’t hear and continued yelling with fury. She grabbed her go bag and headed to the fireplace; they’d notice she was gone eventually.

50 notes - Posted May 16, 2022

#3

Hi! Here’s my rec list of 22 fics to share with everyone. thank you for such a fun year and more to come in such a loving community! These are in no particular order except laziness because i don’t want to put them in ABC order... I also did not have banners for all of these cause i lost track of time so... that’s pretty much on par with me actually i have no excuses. 

MAIN POST

Far Be It From Me by @riptey

voici mon secret by secretpersona

What is this, fucking Jeopardy? by @lumosatnight

The Letter of Intent by @aauroraluna

Doppelgangland by damnedscribblingwoman 

A Dress with Pockets by @pacific-rimbaud

Seeker’s High by @corvuscrowned

All’s Fair in Love, and War, and Paintball by @schmem14

8 Simple Rules For Loving A Vampire by @simplifiedemotions 

Lemon Colour, Honey Glow by trishjames 

Ab Intra, Ab Extra by @arrisha-ao3

 Choices by MesserMoon

The Mirror of Ecidyrue Series by starbrigid 

Isolation by bexchan 

Not Friends, Some Benefits by devdevlin 

Vis-à-Vis-à-Vis by @vukovich

[Podfic] The (Third) Worst Year By TheFrancakes by @ellamcsmellbella 

favourite crime by Anonymous (this was a gift for me and i still dunno who it is but !!! dramione if the drawing room incident went very wrong!!!) 

Secrecy by @Shadowmu

just lovers (like we were supposed to be) by @zeppazariel

Warm Bodies by Betty_Hazel

Rewrite the Stars by KenzieSpenc (this is my cousin and im SO PROUD of her starting to write!!!) 

50 notes - Posted September 22, 2022

#2

me: ughhh i dunno what to write

my wips: (ง •̀_•́)ง 

89 notes - Posted November 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

@microficmay Day 28: epilogue

Draco closed the book and scoffed loudly. “Pure trash.” 

“What is?” Harry asked, wrapping his arms around his husband’s middle. 

“The ending,” Draco leaned back, still annoyed. “She wrote that you married Weaslette and that I'm balding.”

“Trash,” Harry agreed, kissing Draco’s shoulder. 

“Right?” Draco muttered, “balding? As if.”

181 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

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[d1etlem0nade]

i'm not done with this actually. because it goes so much deeper then i even realized when i made this post. (i'm basing this on popular marauders fanon btw im aware that i'm delusional + fuck jkr)

first, the family dynamics are almost identical. obviously abusive mother, one sibling gets the majority of the abuse for not being "perfect" while the other is sort of exalted for being the golden child. the "screw up" grows up resenting the golden child, for not having it as bad as them but also for never speaking up despite being fully aware of the abuse that's taking place. "screw up" runs away midway through their teenage years, whole ordeal is swept under the rug even though the other sibling is left longing for them and feeling left behind, and before long they become the focus of their mother's torment with nobody else there to act as a buffer.

furthermore, just comparing carys to sirius and aled to regulus, i think that their personalities align quite well too. carys is loud and unapologetic and has a sort of charisma that is hard to understand, she had to grow up too fast but she grew up all the same, she uses her wounds as armor to protect anyone from hurting her again. aled, though. aled is quiet and anxious and if nobody spoke to him he'd never speak again. he puts all of his trust into one or two people and he's really, really good at hiding himself from the world. two siblings, one childhood, one mother, and yet they couldn't have reacted to their trauma more differently. sound familiar?

i think that the resemblance is actually so uncanny. the more i think about it the more it makes perfect sense? my only question is, does that make frances james? i think it does. the one with the really good parents to contrast against the really shitty one, the one with a deep emotional connection to both siblings, but who started close to the more rebellious one and as such is blamed for their running away. the one who puts pressure on themself to be perfect, instead of experiencing that pressure from a parent. yeah, frances is james because i said so.

in my original post i put a quote in the tags which is from choices by messermoon. here's the excerpt that it came from:

isn't that just so carys? when frances finds her in london, and she tells everything from her perspective, isn't that exactly what she's trying to say? ugh. it's just so them.

anyways, sorry for the long ass post. i just really love my traumatized sibling duos ig.

aled and carys last are black brothers variants and i will not take criticism.

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peeped your pronoun change 👀❤️

Hello lovely! The ridiculous thing is it's actually because of this fic. Sometimes when people just talk about me as MesserMoon or "the author" they'll use "they/them" pronouns and every time I'd see it I would do a lil happy wiggle.

But I'm still super fine with she/her too :)

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Get To Know Me

I got tagged by @rocurocaine for this, and I've never been tagged in anything before on here so I'm very excited.

I also don't know the rules, so I'm answering the same questions they did, and adding my own because I'm a God I guess.

Favourite colour: (shut up about the spelling I'm Canadian) The kind of red you see in dark acedamia and the orange/pink you get sometimes at sunsets

Current reads: Choices by MesserMoon, or @little-shit-soph on here. I'm a super early fan, I've been reading since around the prank chapters and it's beautifully agonizing.

Also currently reading Alice Walkers Living By The Word, and if you haven't read it, she's a Phenomenal writer and it's my favourite book of hers in my collection.

Favourite song: a tie between Visions of Gideon (top song 3 years running) and The Lament of Eustace Scrubb

Last Series: I don't know if this is supposed to be tv show or books, but books it's the dark shades of magic series by VE Schwab, tv shows I'm currently rewatching The Good Place which is my favourite show Ever.

WIP writings: I'm currently writing what I guess you could call a contemporary fantasy novel, and a marauders era fic with the main ships being Pandalily (Pandora and Lily, also no, there are no fics with this ship I haven't published mine yet, for headcanons I will refer you to my tiktok account kira_readsbooks) Jegulus, Wolfstar, Dorlene, as well as a bit of Lily/Marlene heavily implied. Evan Rosier is a sweetheart, Mary MacDonald is a Badass, and I have not decided if it is canon compliant or not.

That was super long but time for my OG questions

Fic I despise (with no hate to the author of course we're all just doing our best in life): I have a Strong dislike for Carpe Nocturam. Mostly because I was a psych major at uni for two years and I'll let you fill in the blanks

Finally, my hobbies: I bookbind all my favourite fics, as well as pretty journals etc. I write movie reviews, and I am a professional tarot reader.

Anyways I tag @toachlys and @mymelodramticjournal because y'all are sweet but no pressure to actually do it, I simply do not know many people on here and you guys have good vibes

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Regulus Black fics I read this week

Brothers Black by WinterSky101 - Kreacher disobeys Regulus' orders and takes him to Sirius' flat. Complete

Choices by MesserMoon - Get your tissues ready. Beautiful Jegulus. Every once in a while I remember the tags say "Canon Compliant" and scream. WIP

Believes That He Alone by WinterSky101 - Dumbles and Harry find Regulus in the cave, conserved in time by the potion. Very nice, loved it. Complete

finally, he accomplished something by orphan_account - Regulus casts the Corporeal Patronus for the first time, Sirius sees. Complete

you can set yourself on fire by catastrofic (lycxris) - :D Complete

Remus and Regulus: Horcrux hunters by Oliivii - the writing style might feel a little clunky but the plot oh the plot ♥♥♥ Regulus is a brilliant dumbas in here, and Remus is trying to steer that rollercoaster with varying success. WIP

Heart Beat by Grey_Kenaz - Regulus survives the cave and ends up in a muggle hospital. Sirius finds him. Regulus bargains info for his safety and is dropped off in muggle London - and works in a muggle cafe that helps criminals get back into society :D WIP

meddling ghost au by Nyodrite - not a fic but a good idea for one!

Princeling by Authorship - Regulus survives the cave, decides to fake his death and runs away with Kreacher. He's such a babe I want to suffocate him with a pillow ♥ WIP

This Is Why I Hate Mondays by AtomicMint - c r a c k WIP

Ouroboros by futomomo - Upon his death Regulus gets yeeted to the night Sirius run away from home and goes on to fix his greatest regret. WIP

By Your Heart's Calm Strength by pansysnarkinson - Grimmauld's Place 12 mysteriously burned down! The Black Brothers are now orphans! They're still not talking tho, and James Potter doesn't know what to do with himself. WIP

rewrite my heart (let the future in) by secretpersona - Regulus Black and Pandora Lovegood! Pandora has a gift of magical headache that doesn't stop until she delivers a Thing to the person who needs it. Regulus is the cat about to get killed by its curiosity. Will satisfaction bring him back?? WIP

Wicked Game by PennyGalleon for MysticKitten42 - I actually put this one in Marked For Later but GUYS JUMANJI AU WITH DRARRY??????? I don't need to read a single line to know this author is a mad genius. Complete

Lost In Your Current by xjustakay - cute lil Jegulus! Complete

Call out to Your Brother, He's Calling out Your Name by pale_morning_sings_of_forgotten_things - pain~ Regulus takes a punishment for Sirius. Complete

Brothers Black by Grey_Kenaz - Regulus always knew he might have to kill Sirius one day, so he took certain precautions. And he is also a dumbass and his disregard for his own life is going to drive Sirius to an early grave anyway. WIP

when you were mine by battlehamster - Modern AU! Regulus took the blame for his family's criminal activities and went to jail for tax evasion. Sirius yells at everyone until he is released to domestic custody... And so single father James Potter finds himself a roommate with his secret high school boyfriend! :D WIP

as we endured by greatduwangs - Regulus survives the cave and goes to Sirius and Dumbledore and we're only 2 chapters in so not all that much had happened yet but it is looking good! WIP

Disconnected Connection by dottie_wan_kenobi - Professor Regulus Black doesn't know how to act around his disowned cousin's child. Cute! Complete

An Unexpected Situation by thegayagenda_tm - formating could use a little work, but cute Baby Black Brothers interactions. WIP

The Mysterious Veggie Tales of Regulus Black by ursalaminor for wickitywhack - Hufflepuff Regulus, instant interhouse friendships, very funny! WIP

burning trash out on the beach by manmademyth - look, this is so, the concept is so good, I'm reeling. Wig snatched. WIP

A Brief Moment of Brotherly Bonding by Charles_Attwater - what it says on the tin. Complete

Forever to Marry You by that_one_writer_girl - JEGULUS! CUTE!

Burning Doves by TowardTheStars - Regulus needs tutoring so badly he approaches the infamous Severus Snape. It goes from there ♥ WIP

Nightmares in the Dark by Grey_Kenaz - a really good look into the Slytherin dorms and Voldemort's anti-muggle propaganda

The Second Story of Regulus Arcturus Black by Aquarius_Black - Regulus dies and gets yeeted to 1995, WIP

License to Love (in bright red) by goldenzingy46 - *muffled screaming* Complete

Begin Anew by FiresFromOurHearts - also time travel, complete

@snarky-drabbles

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Ooh I can explain, or at least try to, I guess. 

A big difference I see between telling a well written story about war, v.s glorified violence is how much the author dives into the issue of morality, AND alongside that, who's story is being told?

The victors? The victims? Who are the innocents? Is there any difference between the three? Are you, as the writer, being respectful towards the events you are writing about? War is the biggest moral failing humanity has. If you participate, you are causing pain. If you are a bystander, you are causing pain. I have a lot more to say on this aspect but for the sake of this post I’ll move on.

It is a fine line to walk, but the baseline is:

Glorified violence = senseless blood & death, usually distracts from the story.

Normalized violence = character are often not developed to be whole human beings, and do not react in a way a normal human being would to trauma, leading to a false portrayal of SO many things that people actually have to go through.

This ended up being so much longer than I planned, but if you want to read my more in-depth thoughts, please go ahead. I find this topic psychologically really fascinating

As a note: If you are writing a story where something violent occurs, someone out there has most likely been through something similar. Therefore, it is very much your job to be sensitive towards that fact, and be up front about it. That being said, if you’ve done that job, then it is up to the readers judgement whether or not they should read it. You have no control over that, and are not to blame if they did not use their best judgement and read your work anyways.

So, the best way I can explain it is:

Glorification of violence is similar to the idea of the cardboard cutout, 2D cartoon villain. It is also a bit too close to the idea of propaganda. You are not meant to use your critical thinking. You are not meant to think of it as a real thing happening to real people. It can also be violence for the sake of “justice” aka. usually told from the victors point of view.

An example of this would be a movie I despise: Avatar (2009). There is no need for such graphic violence to get your point across, and more often than not all you’re doing is making it So Much Worse.

Fun Psychology Fact: parts of your mind cannot differentiate between violence witnessed in a film vs violence witnessed first hand. It especially effects children, and the effects can last into adulthood. (Source)

Normalizing violence is when it is written as if the character is meant to be experiencing all the fucked up shit they are. I don’t know if you’ve seen the tv show Netflix made of Scream, but the very last special episode is a great example. All the characters except Audrey’s girlfriend have been dealing with serial killers for awhile, and while they remain calm throughout the episode, she Flips The Fuck Out.

Another great example, except in fan fiction format is the difference between how war is portrayed in Manacled by senlinyu, vs. Choices by Messermoon. 

In Manacled, it is almost as if they are adults in young bodies. They have become, as characters, so normalized to violence that there is no questioning if they should be where they are. The problem I personally have Manacled this is there are too many power dynamics that are portrayed quite shallowly. We as the reader are expected to simply accept everything as a norm of the world, when it is in fact, quite horrifying to read about. This is where the *For The Love Of God Read At Your Own Discretion* bit comes into play. I personally don’t think Manacled glorifies violence, as it proves a point in the story, (That the order, by “believing in love” (aka. religious symbolism) will defeat the big bad, meanwhile they are going against truly despicable people with far more power than them) but it sure as hell does normalize violence. (I want to preface that this does not make Manacled bad. It means be aware of what you are going to be reading)

Whereas in Choices we are constantly reminded that they are children, and it is wrong that they are thrown into this world. We see the innocence, life and light that those character got to have before the war fully set. They are still whole, human characters and we understand alongside them that the violence is jarring, and not what they should be getting out of life (aka. not normalized, but again, still war. Violence happens. So be aware of what you are signing up for by reading it.)

The violence is not glorified because: we know it should not be happening to these characters, morality is discussed beyond a baseline of good/evil, and the violence is very rarely portrayed in graphic detail. We know it is happening, but due to the nature of the story a frame by frame is not important for us to fully grasp the effects on the characters and their wellbeing as humans. 

In conclusion, complicated themes take a lot of time & practice to portray the depth in the way you want. Be patient of yourself, and keep an open mind. You probably will make insensitive mistakes, you’re human, it happens. Just be open to learning from them, and listen to your (also flawed) fellow humans. We’re all just doing our best.

*Edit, I've now seen the original poster was being rhetorical, but I'm really proud of how I wrote this and I'd really like to keep it)

Tbh, whenever I read a take where someone says that people can write dark fic as long as they don’t glorify or normalize the dark shit, I have no idea what the fuck you’re talking about. What does that even mean? Nothing. It means nothing. You people are bananas. 

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me rambling about thg

i was watching ashley’s new video about the hunger games

and at some point she said that in the books it is mentioned that the servants get their tongues cut because of whatever crimes they committed. and are therefore mute. 

and i thought damn it’s a good thing zar didn’t keep that detail in crimson rivers cause mute remus would have been something else entirely

but then i remembered of kill your darlings by messermoon, where remus is deaf (i know mute and deaf are not the same thing, dont @ me on this, my point here is on sign language)

and the fact that wolfstar in sign language have my absolute heart

and now i wanna read crimson rivers with mute remus, actually i just wanna read crimson rivers, but crimson rivers is gone because we’re all a bunch of assholes, and remus and sirius in kill your darlings are fighting and I AM IN TEARS

this fandom makes me feel so many things it’s hard to keep up honestly

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Chapter 29

They’re in his father’s garden in Scotland, the sun is out but it isn’t too hot, the grass soft underneath them. James’s eyes are bright, the tops of his cheeks flushed. He laughs at something Regulus says before leaning forward and nuzzling at his neck. The affection makes Regulus squirm but he doesn’t pull away, if anything he leans into it.

The air smells sweet—they picked mint that morning and the scent still lingers on their fingers, their touches. Regulus takes James’s hand, holding it above himself, turning it over a few times before pressing a kiss to the inside of his palm—to each of his knuckles. James grins stupidly at him.

Overhead birds twitter and bugs hum and the rest of the world feels very, very far away. They have no one to hide from and nothing to do. Regulus breathes in deep and then exhales, before pressing another kiss to James’s wrist, feeling his pulse beat against his lips.

James hums happily, eyes drifting closed. “We should stay here.”

“Okay.”

“Forever.”

“Okay.”

Regulus keeps making slow, aimless kisses along James’s forearm, enjoying the way it makes his cheeks grow rosier and his lips quirk up. James is a lot like a dog—he loves to wag his tail.

“Tell me more,” James says lazily.

“More?”

“Of the story. We were just getting to the good part.”

Regulus snorts. “What’s the good part, exactly?”

Regulus is pretty sure James opens his eyes just to roll them at him. “The part where Achilles kills Hector, obviously.

Regulus arches his brow. “I thought you liked Hector?”

“Sure, but I also like Achilles kicking ass.”

“Uh-huh,” Regulus has to bite his lip to keep from laughing, he feels a little delirious right now. Maybe it’s the sun. Maybe it’s the way that James keeps looking at him.

James taps the toe of his foot against Regulus’s heel. “Go on then.”

Regulus sighs like it’s some big inconvenience but the truth is, he loves telling stories. Always has. They’re a kind of magic. They let you be anyone, anywhere, doing anything. He’s not sure he would have survived his childhood without stories.

“As Dawn, in saffron robes, rose from the stream of Ocean, bringing light to gods and men,” Regulus starts, voice soft, drifting on the breeze. “Thetis reached the ships bearing Hephaestus’ gift. She found her beloved son groaning aloud, his arms round Patroclus’ body, while his men stood by, weeping bitterly. The shining goddess came and took his hand, saying; ‘My child you must let him go, however great your sorrow, and leave him here, dead for all time, slain by the will of heaven. Now, take up instead Hephaestus’ marvellous armour, more beautiful than any that ever adorned a man’s shoulders.”

James scrunches up his nose, the expression so adorable that it actually takes Regulus’s breath away, sucking his next words back down his throat.

“I don’t think I could do it.”

Regulus has to get control of his breathing before he can answer. “Do what?”

“Let you go.”

His heart gives a pathetic leap. “Oh?” he has to clear his throat because his voice has grown far too sappy. “Even if I was a dead body?”

“Even then,” James says quietly.

The next thing Regulus knows James is rolling on top of him, pining him to the grass. He hovers over Regulus, hair hanging down around his face. Always a mess. Always so lovely. “Even then,” James murmurs against his lips.

Regulus lifts himself up, just enough to take James’s mouth. Desperately. Needfully. He never has any shame when it comes to James. He feels the weight of the other boy slowly lowering on top of him. You’d think it’d be crushing but it isn’t. More like it grounds Regulus. Holds him together, in place, while his pulse races, and every nerve in his body sings.

Don’t let me go.

He thinks.

Don’t let me go.

Don’t let me go.

Don’t let me—

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Chapter 26

The friendship of Lily Evans and Mary Macdonald began under a bed. Lily’s bed, to be exact. See, she’d been having a bad day. It was first year and everything was just…a little…much. She missed her mum and dad, back then she even missed Petunia, and Severus was there but he wasn’t there-there. He was in Slytherin. After the sorting Lily had briefly considered begging the hat to put her in Slytherin too. Especially after being placed in the same house as Black and Potter. There hadn’t been any posh kids at her old school but they were about as obnoxious and self-obsessed as she had expected. And Potter was so gaga for Gryffindor that she was certain it would be filled with people just like him.

In the end, however, Lily had not had the guts to ask anything of the sorting hat, so she had remained in Gryffindor. And mostly that had been okay—posh bespectacled prats aside. Her roommates were nice, her classes were fun, and she did rather like not living in a dungeon. But she was also…lonely. And out of place. And uncomfortable. There were so many things that the kids around her—even if they weren’t Purebloods—seemed to know, and it felt impossible trying to keep up with it all. Severus did his best to help her along but she could tell that he was sometimes a little bit embarrassed by her. That was the worst feeling honestly.

One afternoon, at the end of September, for no reason in particular, it had all just felt too much. So she’d crawled under her bed, trying to make the world smaller. Easier to manage. About fifteen minutes into her pity party Mary had walked in. Lily watched her feet, listened to the David Bowie song she hummed under her breath. Her and Mary had barely exchanged more than a few sentences but she was secretly Lily’s favourite roommate, if only because she was the one who reminded Lily the most of home. The posters she hung on the walls were all of people Lily recognized and they didn’t move or talk, plus, sometimes she would complain about things that Lily could relate to—like missing ballpoint pens and three-ringed binders.

She’s not sure, to this day, what compelled her to speak then. Surely the smart thing to do would have been to remain silent and hope that her new roommate wouldn’t notice her having a complete and utter mental breakdown. But being quiet had never been Lily’s strong suit.

“Do you have records?” she wondered out loud.

“Ah!” Mary shouted, her feet stumbling back into her bed. “Jesus Christ, Lily? Is that you?”

“It’s just that I’ve never seen you play any but you hum them all the time,” she said in lieu of an answer.

“Where the hell are you?” Mary demanded.

“At home I have a bunch of records but my mum wouldn’t let me bring them, she didn’t know how safe it would be here and she was worried they’d get stolen, not that Wizards are dying for Muggle music but, of course, she didn’t know that. Still doesn’t know, I suppose���“

“Lily,” Mary said harshly. “Did you get turned invisible or something?”

“What? Oh,” Lily blinked. “No, I’m not invisible.”

“Then why the hell can I hear you prattling on but there’s not a single freckle in my line of vision?”

Lily scowled up at the bottom of her bed. “I don’t have that many freckles.”

“Uh-huh and the Giant Squid doesn’t have that many legs.”

“Did you just—“

“Where are you?” she was beginning to sound genuinely exasperated, but to be honest, Lily quite liked being a disembodied voice. It was freeing

“I’m under here,” she said eventually, and with great reluctance.

“Under—oh honestly,” some shuffling later Mary was kneeling on the floor and peering at Lily under the bed.

What the hell are you doing, is what Lily expected her to say. If it had been Petunia “freak” might even have been thrown in there somewhere. But the thing about Mary—the beautiful, fantastic, brilliant thing about Mary—was that she never did what you were expecting.

“I see,” is what she actually said, before sliding under the bed to lie right alongside Lily. “What’s happened then? You and your boyfriend have a fight?”

“Boyfriend?” Lily repeated confused, and then; “Oh—OH—no. Sev isn’t—we aren’t—we’re just friends.” Though her face blushed so furiously it burned.

Mary turned her head to look at Lily, brow arched. “Really? Then you two might want to stop making googly-eyes at one another all the time.”

“We don’t do that!” Lily said almost desperately.

“You do.”

“Don’t.”

“Do.”

“Don’t.”

“Do.”

“Don’t infinity.”

Mary rolled her eyes. “Whatever. So if that’s not why you’re under here, what is?”

Lily chewed on her lip, looking back up at the bottom of her bed. “I just think…I don’t know…that someone made a mistake.”

“Probably, but you’ll have to be more specific.”

At eleven Mary’s dry sense of humour was largely lost on Lily. Mary would later credit her wit to her childhood obsession with Monty Python.

“I just don’t think I’m supposed to be a witch.”

Lily didn’t have to turn her head to know that Mary was staring at her. “What do you mean “supposed to be” ? You ARE a witch?”

Lily let out a frustrated noise. “But I’m not really though, am I? I’m a Muggle.”

“That is literally not true.”

“Yes, but I know Muggle things and I like Muggle things and I don’t know anything about Wizards really. People like Marlene or Alice or, God, even James bloody Potter, those people are meant to be Wizards and Witches. It’s in their blood. It comes to them so naturally. None of this is natural to me.”

Mary continued to stare at her for long enough that Lily started to squirm. She had rather been hoping that out of everyone Mary would understand.

“Did you know that the Gryffindor Quidditch team is almost always Half-Bloods and Purebloods?” the other girl said suddenly.

Lily blinked, adjusting to this change in topic. “I—no, no I didn’t.”

Mary nodded. “And even when there are Muggle-borns they’re always seventh years, because it takes them that long to pick up the game,” her voice was determined. “Not me though, I’m gonna get it in three. I’m going to be the youngest Muggle-born Quidditch player ever on the Gryffindor team and you know why?”

Lily shook her head and Mary inched a little closer. “To piss them the fuck off.”

At that time swearing was still rather new to Lily so she actually gasped, and after several moments of shocked silence managed to stammer; “Them?”

Mary waved her hands above her as much as the bed would allow. “The powers that be, the system, the Man. The snooty Purebloods. Because I am every bit as much a Witch as they are,” her eyes locked onto Lily’s, “and so are you.”

After that they’d gone to the Great Hall and only eaten dessert for dinner and eventually Marlene had joined them and Lily had felt better and by Christmas she didn’t want to leave. But that moment under the bed, the moment her and Mary really became friends, had always stuck with her. Always made her smile a little. Made her feel better when someone in her class laughed at some bit of magic she didn’t know—something that was obvious—that little kids learned. I am every bit as much a Witch as you are, she’d think, channeling Mary as best she could. Because Mary never apologized for herself. Never felt embarrassed. Never backed down from a fight. She was unstoppable.