aphelia holmes

First meetings <3

hard launching my love for grocky

needy little rock

if you don’t like a fic, and if you can’t suspend your belief enough to enjoy a fic that exaggerates or ignores real-world orgs, you don’t have to read it. you don’t have to screenshot it and put it on blast for twitter. you don’t have to post a link to it in the replies. the back button is literally there on your phone. it’s not giving baby’s first fandom anymore, it’s giving entitled asshole and it isn’t as cute as you think it is.

And all of this at once.

Happy pride month to these three goobers

— Edgar Allan Poe

Life is beach

rocky, coming up on 50 years of solitude, imprinting on grace in ways baby ducklings can only dream of: if you leave me to sleep where i can't watch your heart beat i am blowing up this tunnel with us both in it

remus driving sirius into town in his old pickup truck because sirius’ fancy car got stuck in the mud outside the country house. sirius inviting remus to swim after work and trying very hard not to stare when remus takes his shirt off. remus teaching rich city boy how to climb over fences, skip stones on the lake, and start bonfires properly. him falling asleep in a hammock behind the greenhouse after working all day in the heat and sirius sitting nearby because he doesn’t want to wake him. sirius staying the entire summer in the countryside because leaving remus suddenly sounds unbearable.