les yeux sans visage

i need a fic like this so bad

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

sirius riding remus

Ballerina lily who spends her entire life chasing perfection. physically and mentally pushing herself to the limit to be flawless, never once slipping up and letting her mask fall where people could see her. Until one day she just... breaks. The burnout to end all burnouts. That's when she meets marlene– a directionless, unsuccessful layabout who's achieved nothing since middle school as her parents describe her. But what Lily sees is a ball of sunshine and freedom that she desperately wants. Together, they agree to live life to the fullest as per the cliche. They smoke and drink and learn random niche skills and collect expirences, they both help eachother reignite their passion and love for the world and all it has to offer – no pressure to be perfect, no shame for taking a break.

@ellisamarox OH MY GOSH HOW PERFECT IS THIS

OMG YESS

everytime someone excludes peter from their marauders headcanons a little something breaks in my heart

IM CRYING NO WAY SOMEONE SAID YOU MISCHARACTERISED A COLLECTIVE HALLUCINATION

NOOO I MEANT THAT AS A PLACEHOLDER FOR SOME FUCKING GUY THAT GOT TWO LINES IN THE BOOKS!!! they'll complain about mischaracterization but guys i swear jkracist doesn't know them like i do

wolfstar ditching friday night plans just to stay home. they buy giant pizzas and marathon bad movies with stupid themes like the main character dying in the first five minutes, horror movies with inanimate objects, and movies where everyone has to wear trench coats and say the word "precisely". they chat through the whole thing, drink wine straight from the bottle, make out on the old sofa cushions, have sex under the blue light from the tv, and fall asleep all tangled up together. it's perfect.

i need a 2000s romcom wolfstar au...i want them sharing wired earbuds, exchanging sms on colorful flip phones and making cd mixes. late-night rides that end with whispered conversations in a pickup truck, borrowed team jackets, photo booth strips and sneaking out through bedroom windows. starstruck first kisses, big romantic gestures, confessions in the pouring rain. all of it. please.

sirius says romantic things in the same tone most people use to ask someone to pass the salt. remus will be standing there making toast and suddenly sirius is going “s’funny how easy loving you is” before immediately going back to complaining about this bloody heatwave like he didn’t just change remus’s brain chemistry

rip peter pettigrew, you would've loved to introduce remus to letterboxd (he would make one line reviews, and remus would make serious reviews longer than the bible).