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"I don't really read nowadays" is code for I read a whole fucking lot but it's all gay smut and fluff on ao3 and I don't want to tell anyone about it under any circumstance-
'you never read anymore, you used to love reading' and i have 200 safari tabs open. it never stopped it just got weird
Friendly reminder that in canon-
Friendly reminder that idgaf and I’m delusional.
girls r like "but he's my comfort character" and then it's literally the most emotionally traumatized man you have ever seen ever
the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object
and what about it?
I may not be able to buy Marauders merch but I'm sure as hell hoarding everything distinctly Wolfstar related (meaning anything with the moon and stars) like my life depends on it.
That marauders fanfic of Jily’s son written by JKRowling is cray cray, why does everyone keep dying ????
Me after re-reading a fan fic that I already read like a thousand times instead of reading the one that I'm actually supposed to finish:
"Who got you smiling like that?"
Oh it's just words on screen about some fictional gay people falling in love. nothing much.
there is no better feeling than loving a fic and going to the authors page and seeing they have 50 other fics for your fandom alone
POV: You look, and look, and look for a fic you read a long time ago, that you absolutely adored, only to find out it was DELETED. FOREVER. WITHOUT WARNING.
And now a tiny part of you has shriveled up and died because the itch to read that fic once more will never be scratched again.
the bitches traumatized by saltburn would never survive the fics in my ao3 history