Here Is A Just A Quick One Shot I Did For Remus Birthday. A Bit Belated. It’s His POV But It’s Set

Ok but same! Every time my hip hurts I think of him.

remus kin’d so hard i now have multiple chronic health concerns

just as a general reminder

learn how to fact-check for yourself, cause soon enough, most online sources won't be reliable

You ever tried to create your own word and become very confused when it’s not one. I just spent a solid 5 minutes trying to spell “brutifully” Not brutally. Not beautifully.

BRUTIFULLY

Anyone know a synonym for brutifully?😂

Do y’all finish writing a Fic before you post it or do you post chapter by chapter?

I currently have nine chapters of my next fan fiction written but I’m not sure if I should post it yet or wait until I have more.

I think, In my very humble and unquestionably correct opinion, that we should all worship Lily Evans simply for breathing. But maybe that's just me idk.

Remus Lupin was not a sentimental person. He did not need to be. He loved his friends. He knew that. They had learned to transform into animals to be with him on the full moon. James, Peter, and Sirius were the best friends he had ever had. Lily Evans was a very close second. Had she known the boys had undergone animagus training, he was sure she would’ve joined them. She had been the first to discover his secret in their third year, and since she would leave him chocolate frogs after the full moon.

Remus Lupin had the best friends he could have ever asked for. He knew that before walking into the apartment to find them all jumping out from behind furniture, shouting, “Surprise!”

Remus was not a sentimental person. Yet, he was on the verge of tears as his friends presented him with a chocolate cake with 25 candles. He had had a particularly rough birthday that year. His father had passed the year prior, and this was his first birthday without either of his parents. Remus loved his job as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Still, a day full of teenagers and all their issues had tired him. The full moon was the previous week, so he felt sore and cranky.

Yet, as Lily Evans Potter handed him her five-year-old son, who hugged him tighter than such a small frame should have allowed, he smiled. Teenagers were tiresome. But this little boy, who was all of James' mischievousness and Lily’s brains, brought life back to him.

Here is a just a quick one shot I did for Remus birthday. A bit belated. It’s his POV but it’s set as a what if for my fan fiction I posted a while back. What if no one died and everyone had always been happy?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63777391

P.s. I don’t like jkr she can choke ✌🏻

Is there a marauders character with avoidant attachment style that I can blame being a kinnie on? Or do I just need to accept that this is the way I am??

fyi if you're trying to use the fact that that rancid ass muskrat cunt is autistic to be like "oh he didn't know what he did was wrong" about the fact that he threw up a fucking nazi salute then you are one of the stupidest fucking cunts to walk the earth and since we're in a housing crisis you should start offering the massive amount of empty fucking space in your skull for rent

(signed, an autistic person)

*writes a 50k word fanfic*

It only takes three hours to read 50k words….

So what I’m hearing is I need to make the next one longer????

GOT IT!

if i ever tell you "i cant possibly read a book in a day!" i am LYING. i am a FUCKING LIAR. because last night i read a 50k word fanfic in three fucking hours.