Sometimes I Get Kinda Sad That My Tumblr Is Like 98% Reblogs And The Other 2% Is Just When I Post A Fic

just a very gentle reminder that there is no being "late" to fanfic! whether it's a work that's 1 week old, 1 month old, 1 year old, or even older, i can promise you that the writer is still just as happy to see you reading their work today as they would've been to see you 1 year ago or 5 years ago or whatever the timeline might be.

Wolfstar Uni AU but Remus had to extend a year in uni because he had a chronic illness and (despite what this capitalistic society wants us to believe) keeping up with uni + falling ill once a month wasn't bearable anymore so he had to do a big mental work and stop being a perfectionist. And by that time he met Sirius in Uni and began a cute friendship where the posh punk guy dropped him to all his doctors appointment so Remus could gain some free time to go on actual dates with him (a perfect plan in Sirius's mind).

my dream as a fanfic writer is for one day, one of my fics to be someones comfort fic. like the fic that they reread when they don't feel good and want to be happy. i want my words to comfort someone one day

fic first lines tag

thanks @brandileigh2003 for the tag! rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don't be shy and share anyway!

I have neither ten fics nor ten friends to tag but here’s what i got!

Becoming Remus this Christmas: Remus walks into the living room of their small flat and is surprised to see all of the presents under the Christmas tree have been rewrapped, colors and patterns all a bit different than they were yesterday.

Love on the Fly (WIP): Remus’s suitcase bangs into the backs of his ankles painfully and he winces, pausing for only a moment to rub them a little before hurrying on.

np tagging: @neege @rae-lune @missmoonfrost @quiethauntings @moonheavens @madefortherain

sunday someday snippet 👀

bc i am super late to this and it is wednesday now oops. thanks @barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting and @madefortherain for the tag! loved your snippets <3

here is a third snippet from lotf ch 4 because yes, i am still working on that same chapter 😭 in my defense i’m working on another fic (with a deadline!) at the same time!!

Remus chooses to believe that he is simply growing as a person and learning to challenge his anxiety instead of letting it hold him back, rather than it having anything to do with how intense his feelings for Sirius are. Because they aren't. Intense. They're just...feelings. Regular feelings. The exact normal amount of feelings that should be expected on the way to a second date.

open tag bc i’ve tagged so many people in so many things recently. would love to see anyone’s snippets! <3

Sirius is the type to realize pretty quickly that Remus has a crush on him and he's like yikes, that's gonna be weird which turns into Remus is kinda pathetic, like a wobbly puppy kinda way to why is he kinda...he's kinda adorable...to dang I think he's cute, I think I like him. And then he's like, since he likes me and I like him, I guess we're dating now.

Sirius is the type to forget to tell the person who likes him that he likes them back, and just, assumes they are dating.

So wolfstar is just, one sided established and one sided unrequited. Remus is hardcore pining pitifully and Sirius is like, yeahhh we're so in love and cute.

R "we're dating?? Since when??"

S "??back in 7th year winter?? I realized I like you back so i--"

R

S

R "so you??"

S

S "...so i-- well I meant to ask you out."

R " you meant--??!!"

every time someone says they don’t like fem sirius i will just put him in more little dresses and skirts and give him more leg hair and chest hair and big chunky jewelry and messy makeup and make their shoulders broader and the straps on their tank tops thinner and their heels higher and hair shorter and

Disability in fiction

This was a tough post to write. 

I saw a post about disability rep, and I kept thinking about it, and wanted to share my own takes on the topic. 

I thought about it for days, trying to figure out how to word it. Then after drafting it, I stuck it in a file for a couple of weeks, trying to decide if I could even post it. This is not a topic that can be boiled down to a simple yes/no kind of answer.

Let’s start with two examples.

1 - I have a short story I started writing (it wants to grow up to be longer, so it’s waiting for time) where my original concept was to write about an older woman who is short and has major chronic pain, and I wanted to dig into fantasy reasons why this pain exists, but at the same time, have her be able to kick ass despite being exhausted and dealing with excruciatingly painful issues.

2 - I once drafted a portal fantasy storyline wherein a young man was transported into a fantasy world, and when he was given a horse to ride, he approached it very warily. He was encouraged to mount, did so, and sat there and exclaimed in shock, “My brain isn’t exploding with snot!” because his allergies hadn’t come with him into the body he had in the fantasy world.

Both stories were designed to be fun, a bit light, maybe even cozy.

So.

In one case, the disabled character remains disabled and kicks ass anyway. And in the other case, the character is magically “healed” and no longer has debilitating allergies that had wrecked his way of life.

This is the difficult part to express: I think both storylines are valid.

Bear with me while I dig into this.

First and foremost: I completely agree that we need more representation in all forms of fiction, especially when it comes to disabled people being able to live their lives. Characters with missing limbs, or non-neurotypical brains, or anxiety & depression, or hearing issues, or sight problems, or chronic pain, or… or… you get the idea. We need all of it, and we need it to not need to be magically healed in order for a story to be considered happy and cozy. Disabled people can be happy, too.

I’m all in for this, and I wouldn’t write the stories I do if I weren’t.

However, there are also moments where I am so exhausted by my body and by everything I deal with inside of it where I do wish for that magical ability to forget that my pain exists. Or for the ability to actually process information in a straight line, or make decisions without writing a hundred lists and accomplishing nothing from them. Or to be able to lie down in a field of grass without regretting it for days while I drip snot and fight sinus-pain-induced migraines.

Sometimes I want to imagine that my life is different.

And that is one of the joys of writing. I can choose to write a story where people like me or the people I know are the heroes/heroines exactly as they are, different abilities and all. Or I can choose to write a story where the problems magically resolve.

Both can be cozy, sweet, and adorable. I can give the character with chronic pain the ability to kick ass, take names, and have a sweet reunion with her ex-girlfriend. I can show all the ways that my disabilities may define how I handle my life differently than someone else, but do not define what I can and cannot do.

But I can also daydream about a life where it’s different, the same way I can daydream about having wings, or being able to teleport. For me, imagining a day with no pain is the same as a day where I can walk through walls. It is absolutely a fantasy, and about as likely to happen.

Here’s the thing: It’s okay to be angry to see what looks like disability being erased. It’s okay to wonder why the author did that, why they magically healed someone instead of letting them be who they were. But at the same time, maybe ask why, and what point of view it’s coming from. Or look a little deeper into the story and how the resolution occurs, and the effect it does have on the character (I suspect that were I to suddenly have a day of no pain, I’d be intensely reckless, given what an idiot I am while IN pain, y’know? And WOW would I regret that later…).

And for authors, think about what you’re writing. WHY is this particular event (keeping disability, erasing it, whichever or both) happening, because the reader will take note of it. They may see things that weren’t intended, but are there as unintentional biases.

Make conscious decisions for why things happen.

Someday I want to get back to both of those examples from the start of this post; I still like both concepts. But I’ll be writing them for very different reasons, and both will be healing my soul in different ways. Different kinds of daydreams. And again, I think that’s valid, too.

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