petition to start writing more soulmate AUs ? I MISS THEM SO MUCH 😫😫😫💔💔 I know they're all cliche or angsty but PLEASEEEE 🙏🙏🙏 IVE ALREADY READ ALMOST ALL OF EM BUT THE MOST RECENT ONES ARE FOR A YR OR 2 AGO 😭
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Recently got diagnosed with POTS, thinking about poly!marauders and/or poly!moonwater fussing about Remus and Reader during their respective flare-ups. I just know they'd be carrying around electrolyte water, glucose gummies etc everywhere and anywhere - completely unafraid to curtly just tell the two of them that they need to sit down when out and about. Just the thought of being looked after so well has gotten me through this diagnosis and I thought I'd share <3
you're literally the coolest person I know; THANK YOU for sharing this with me and also, thank you for letting me spend some time with this so I could turn it into a little blurb <3 <3 <3
poly!marauders x fem!reader who has POTS [1.2k words]
CW: chronic pain/pain management, reader is diagnosed with POTS, Sirius is a master complainer, fluff
James was a firm believer that if he took one of those muggle quizzes that told him what his love language was, he would get all of them.
Physical touch? Couldn’t get enough of it. Acts of service? Consider it done. Gift giving? His specialty, if he did say so himself. Words of affirmation? He was simply overflowing with flowery words for his partners. Quality time? There’s nothing he liked doing more than spending time with those he loved.
Though James thought himself to be talented in every language of love, when push came to shove he had to admit that his favourite way to show love was through acts of service.
It started back in Hogwarts in way of taking dutiful notes for Remus when he’d frequently miss classes. Then it came in the form of back breaking research and becoming an illegal animagus so one of his favourite people in the whole world wouldn’t have to suffer the full moons alone anymore. Then it came in the form of making sure Sirius had a family and a place to call home when it was no longer safe for him to stay at the house in which he was raised.
And lately, it came in the form of navigating Remus’ full moons with a well-practised sort of ease that only years of experience could cause, and helping you through your diagnosis.
Neither of which he minded in the slightest; there was nothing James Potter liked more than feeling useful and needed. And sure, neither you nor Remus needed James, but he liked to believe that he could in some ways make your lives a little easier.
Whilst that was all well and good, something he admittedly had a hard time doing was receiving every love language - namely, gifts or acts of service.
Which is why he probably seemed extremely fidgety and flighty as he waited in the long line at the Quidditch World Cup that you, Sirius, and Remus had treated him to for his birthday.
“Do these lines seem particularly long to you?” James asked no one in particular as he craned his neck to see how close the group of you might be to the Puddlemere United booth.
“These lines seem rather average for a sporting event, Jamie.” You chuckled, though he couldn’t help but notice how heavily you were leaning against Sirius.
“Are you feeling okay, angel?” He asked quickly, and you grimaced as Remus turned his attention towards you as well.
“She’s alright, Jamie; I’ve been looking after her.” Sirius placated as he tightened his protective embrace around your shoulders.
“I think we should find somewhere to sit down.” James declared, earning him more than a few protests from your group.
“Prongs, we’ve been in this line for so long; we can take a break after we get your jersey signed, yeah?” Remus offered.
James made a protesting sound in the back of his throat but didn’t press the matter; simply pulling the rucksack off of his back and digging through it for his supplies. “Can you drink this for me, angel?”
You shot him a rather exasperated smile but took the bottle of electrolyte water from him dutifully. “You’re fussing, Jamie.”
“Uhm, no.” James argued as haughtily as he could manage as he pulled a few glucose chews out for you. “I’m loving, thank you very much.”
“Are you feeling alright, dove?” Remus murmured quietly as you handed your drink back to James.
“Are you feeling alright, Moony?” You countered, raising your eyebrows at your boyfriend who had very little room to be fussing over you as he leaned heavily on his cane in a way that told the group of you that his hip was screaming.
“No, you’re right, we should leave.” James decided then, hiking his bag back over his shoulder and moving to bend under the ropes currently controlling the line when he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder.
“Jamie? Please?” You asked softly, your eyes wide and earnest as you silently begged him to stay.
“But-”
“We’ve waited all this time; Rem on his bad hip, me with my bad…everything-”
“Oi!” Sirius chided for your self-deprecation.
“-because we want to and we’re happy to. We wanted to do this for you.”
James hesitated as his eyes flit nervously between you, Remus, and Sirius who were looking at him pleadingly, patiently, and exasperatedly respectively.
“Prongs, for fucks sake, let someone else fuss over you for once?” Sirius ordered as he encouraged James forward in line that had moved two groups forward during James’ fussing.
“It’s really Moons you need to worry about, James.” Sirius mollified. “Our dolly here is way better at agreeing to go for a cwtch than Mr.‘I’m perfectly fine’ is.”
“I resent that.” Remus muttered as he pointed his nose in the air; knowing damn well Sirius was quite right but would obviously rather die than admit it.
“Okay…” James relented warily; giving the three of you one last look over before turning his attention back towards the line. They were making some progress now.
“That does sound nice, though…” Remus offered tentatively, narrowing his eyes at his partners. “A cwtch.”
“Can we? Lie down in the tent for a bit after this?” You asked then, batting your lashes at James in a way you knew would have him eating out of the palm of your hand like this had all been your idea from the very beginning.
“Yes.” James agreed readily, pressing a searing kiss to your lips before pulling Remus down into one of his own.
“No one asked me if I was ready for a nap; what if I was just dying to continue spending my time out in the blazing sun, hm?” Sirius badgered, pretending to be miffed as he accepted James’ hand into his own without a second thought.
“Do you want to continue spending time out in the blazing sun?” James murmured into his hair, breathing out a laugh as Sirius all but melted into his frame.
“No; I’m getting a sunburn and my hair is sticking to my neck.” He whined.
“Sorry guys.” James called over to you and Remus. “We’re gonna have to take Pads back to the tent after this; he can’t possibly stay out in this heat any longer.”
You giggled and Remus let out a good natured chuckle as he kneaded at the muscles between your neck and shoulder. “I think we can make that sacrifice, can’t we dove?”
You nodded as you looked up at Remus conspiratorially. “They’re so high maintenance though, aren’t they?”
“Just the worse.” Remus agreed readily.
“Hey Jamie?”
“Yeah, angel?”
“Can I have more water, please?”
James beamed a smile at you as Sirius quickly dug into James’ rucksack. “Of course you can, my love.”
Yup; James was certain that his favourite way to love was taking care of you three in any way he could.
“you cannot ship these two fictional characters because—” actually I can because they are not real people. they are just toys I play with. you cannot apply real-world morality to fiction or how strangers play with their imaginary toys in their imaginary sandboxes.
you can, however, curate your own internet experience by minding your own business, muting/blocking/scrolling past what upsets you but does not hurt anyone in real life in any way, shape or form.
hey! this is imane aka mehwmidklpce aka mcshizzleimane for a little while
as some of you may have noticed I dissapeared from tumblr and did not come back like I did last time when I got deactivated by my mother
I didn't come back when it happened again because I found it too risky, and I still do, but I really miss writing fics on here, getting comments and I also just miss my mooties, tho I cannot come back because if anyone were to find out (and my sister litteraly looked for and found my account and showed my family everything) the trust my mother has in me would be completely broken, and I really love her and appreciate everything she's done for me, so I do not want that at all
although I am still updating on wattpad so... I thought maybe, for the fans of the lacy oh lacy series about percy jackson, who have read 'annabeth oh annabeth' and 'connor I connor'...
I could finish it and post it as a short story on wattpad. I know I said part 3 was gonna be called 'beloved oh beloved', but I changed my mind, it will be called 'y/n oh y/n' to keep it in the name theme and match the intro with the other ones, and I also decided to make a part 4 called 'percy oh percy' to end it properly
BUT, I cannot do that cause stupid my still didn't save the parts..... I know I should've learned from my mistakes but I never even had time to go on tumblr, let alone save my fics, so to the people who have it reposted, PLEASE contact me!!!
as for the 'you make me sick' series for malachi, all three parts have always been up on wattpad in my malachi and walker imagines book anyway, and will be continued
and the people who happened to read my damian wayne fic about the culture day, that blew up very quickly but dissapeared as quick cause I got re-deactivated (by my sister this time, and she also blocked dominic fike on spotify, insta as for my mooties on insta but eh), I rewrote the fic so it would be less cringe and am now turning it into a whole story called 'BATSHIT' (pun intended!!) after, of course, the dominic fike song
and let's NEVER forget abour connor x nova!! I want to make a book for them too, but I also loved pusting the unchronological fics for them :((
ANYONE who has ANY of my fics reposted, PLEASE reach out to me and send them to me, I'm BEGGING you!!!!
on the other hand I really do want to come back so maybe??? I don't know what to do guys!!!
I am NOT dissapearing, I have come on here to just read for a while now, considering I've had this account for probably a year, this was my secret account but now it's not so secret anymore.. anyway! please do reach out to me, it would really help, if you have questions or just random things to say, I'm still always open for them, too
I may think of coming back tho, idk how it's gonna work tho
I can litteraly only write during school breaks and they're pretty short but I'm trying, I promise!!
i don't understand the thing of doing modern aus for originally fantasy stories, like, why would i prefer to read about this guy being a high schooler or a frat boy when his original story includes dragons, magic, superpowers, aliens, etc?
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