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Hello! This is just my side blog where I can ramble about the things I write, share WIPs, and occasionally post completed works without spamming my main Currently on a marauders kick but very occasionally some other stuff <3

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Writing tag: #maddy writes Main Acc: @carry-on-my-wayward-hobbit AO3 // bsky // IG

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#AO3 #AO3 fanfic #ao3 fanfiction #fanfic #fan fiction #fanfic masterlist #fanfic masterpost #about me post #maddy talks

misc-marauders-fests

Twice a month over at the Miscellaneous Marauder's Fest Discord Server we give our members a theme and they offer us their best Marauders Fanfic Recs!

These past two weeks, our theme was:

💍Weddings💒

All the recced fics can be found bellow and be sure to join us to see your recs on next month's post!

Jingle—Holy F*ck by theesteemedladydebourgh

A Werewolf Walks into a Wedding by wordsthatbeginwithz

summer in the city by thewhitebirds

Andromeda's Forever by CelesteMagnolia

Pancakes & Onions by Igetje

Running With My Dress Unbuttoned by emmathecasualauthor

amateur magician by vagueshadows

The Wedding by starling011

Arranged Love by starling011

First Look by starling011

Bride or Groom? by KoolKelp

Somebody To Love by ravenclawesome42

Finally Found My Hallelujah by orphan_account

Black Ties and White Lies by TherestheSnitch

Take thee, idiot by quidditery

Sailed On Shooting Stars by such_heights

Sailed on Shooting Stars (Three Weddings and a Funeral Remix) by Woldy

To have and to hold by Moth_in_Moonlight

Too Wise to Woo Peaceably by cannevanna

postcard from paris by greyeyedmonster18

#fic recs

marigold-hills

Teeny tiny preview of something I am maybe working on.

Any interest?

2wolf2star

Fel i Fod by @tealeavesandtrash

"I'll find you," Sirius says suddenly, breaking the silence Remus has been stewing in for the last few hours. Of course he will, Remus would do the same thing. It's his only plan really—find Sirius and spend his last few days with him. Even in the hellscape that is the arena, that is the one tiny glimmering positive Remus is clinging to. Remus smiles sadly, taking Sirius' hand in his and intertwining their fingers. "If I slow you down—" he starts to say. "No." Sirius cuts him off before Remus can voice it. "We stick together, we stand a better chance in numbers." It doesn't make sense to Remus. Alliances are all well and good in the first few days when there is a common enemy, but there will only be one victor when it's all over. He doesn't argue the point though; there is no use in it. He takes their joined fingers, presses a kiss to Sirius' knuckles. "It would have been nice to grow old together," he whispers. *** For Moony Fest Prompt A119: Over 20 years after the horrors of their games, Remus and Sirius never expect to be sent back. Or a Hunger Games 3rd Quarter Quell AU [Explict | 17,364 words | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings]

Happy Spotlight Saturday! This is where we showcase works from members of the 2Wolf2Star discord server, and this week we're bringing you a fic from tealeavesandtrash! If you enjoy this fic, please leave a kudos and comment, and make sure to check out some of the author's other absolutely incredible fics!

#hehe I forget about the pain I inflicted with this one #Fel I fod

misc-marauders-fests

Hello Age Gap Freaks! 😈

As a warm-up for the Wolfstar Mind The Age Gap Week we decided to share a few of our favourite Wolfstar Age Gap fics… here’s part 1: Professor Lupin! We know you all love him too!

Please enjoy our picks and leave us more recs and suggestions in the comments/reblogs, if you have them!

the birthday boy by greenvlvetcouch (mpr3g)

the wrong foot by SayAnythingGrace (philophirosine)

What’s Older You Like? by augustbettyandivy

Wait for you by MarigoldWritesThings - @marigold-hills

Therein is Love, Therein Desire by tealeavesandtrash - @tealeavesandtrash

#therein is love therein desire #fic recs #more prof moony for your enjoyment

Falafels, For you pages, and Falling in love with your best friend

wolfstar // T // 4k // one shot // muggle AU // idiots to lovers // AO3

Remus doesn’t know how the internet works, Sirius is going through a crisis, and James should consider a career in hosting interventions

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“It's a really simple premise,” the girl says excitedly, practically bouncing as she leads Remus to the tripod and phone set up. “You face away from the camera, say a secret, then you can either turn and do a face reveal or just walk away and stay anonymous.”

Remus nods along, trying to keep up as her friend pulls up a video on her phone to show him some examples. He hadn’t meant to get involved in this, but zoning out on his weekly mental health walk had lead to accidental eye contact and by the time his brain snapped back to reality and starting processing that someone had stopped him, he was already being talked at by the pair and at this point it feels rude not to help them out on their little social media video project thing.

#maddy writes #remus lupin #marauders #sirius black #marauders fanfiction #wolfstar #wolfstar fanfiction #complete #ao3 fanfiction

wip game

@quiethauntings i'm so very sorry, thiis is angsty mcangst (read at you're own peril)

1981: Remus is named the secret keeper instead of Pete. Instead of giving away the potters location, pete informs the DEs that Remus knows their location. Remus is subsequently tortured (like frank and alice level of torture) and in his basically dying breath he manages to send a patronus to Sirius warning him and is able to prevent Jily's murder. (there is no real plot, just angst)

****

Sirius zones in on the figure of Hope Lupin almost immediately. Despite her tiny frame, her messy tawny curls and colourful muggle clothes set her miles apart from the white washed walls and sleekly dressed healers.

She must hear the door because she glances up as Sirius enters. Her eyes are tired, red rimmed and Sirius is struck—like the first time he met Hope and Lyall—by the fact the Remus is the perfect mix of his parents; with his fathers face, height and seemingly reserved nature but with Hope’s amber eyes and messy hair that mask a fiery personality.

And in that moment Sirius realises he can’t move. His feet feel like lead, rooting him to the spot. Dread pools in his stomach, it’s been building up for days and hits like a wave because now is the moment of truth. He could stay here in the doorway, not take a step closer and turn around. He could remain in the blissful ignorance that for all he knows Remus is fine and this is just some post-mission checkup. But this Ward Fortynine and Remus always skipped checkups.

Hope gives him a tiny sad smile and Sirius's body moves on its own accord. Time feels like it slows down as he walks towards the bed. Each step feels heavy, the sound of his boots on the linoleum floors is deafening, bouncing off the walls and echoing around his head.

Remus is curled up on his side, back to the door. At first Sirius thinks maybe he’s asleep but as he steps closer, his face comes into view—gaunt expression and eyes open and unfocused, fixed on something far away.

Sirius swallows thickly, blinking away tears because if he doesn’t pay attention to the shallow rise on fall of Remus’ chest then it would be easy to assume he was already dead.

Hope wraps him into tight hug the second he’s in arm reach, pulling him down to her level and gripping him closely.

“I’m sorry,” he chokes out because he doesn’t know what else to say. He’s lost so many people already—friends in the order and from school, Effie and Fleamont, Pete missing as well. He can’t lose Remus as well.

Hope pulls away and takes Sirius’ face in her hands. She brushes away his tears with her thumbs and presses a kiss on his forehead. “It’s not your fault,” she whispers. And Sirius wishes he could believe her.

#maddy writes #maddy talks #wip #wip game

hi hi i’m here to ask about divorce au :) i was sorely tempted by floo sequeal but ugh the divorce au calls to me

wip game oooh divorce au is so fun!!! (depending on you definition of fun)

wolfstar are amicably co-parenting their teenage son, however after some bad health news Remus asks Sirius to take Teddy full time while he's dealing with that and treatment/recovery etc. Sirius instead proposes they temporarily move back in together so Teddy isn't without one parent and Sirius can help out with Remus' medical appointment. Forced proximity, meddling teddy (and probably james and harry as well), angst and domestic fluff, exes to friends to lovers <3

(also booo tumblr to supporting my nice formatting for text fics)

Remus Lupin 11:48 Are you free to meet today? We need to talk.

Sirius Black 11:55 Well that’s not ominous or anything I can swing by after work

Remus Lupin 11:56 I’d rather do this before Teddy finishes school.

Sirius Black 11:57 Is he okay? What’s this about?

12:01 Missed Call from Sirius Black

Sirius Black 12:01 Remus what’s going on?

Remus Lupin 12:02 Teddy’s fine.

Sirius Black 12:04 What’s going on?

12:13 Missed Call from Sirius Black

Remus Lupin 12:21 There is a situation that although it doesn’t directly involve Teddy, it will have a significant impact on him.

12:23 I would appreciate your input/advice on the matter.

12:26 Missed Call from Sirius Black

Remus Lupin 12:27 Stop calling me. Teddys fine.

Sirius Black 12:28 Stop being so bloody vague and tell me what’s going on

12:34 Stop ignoring me if it affects Ted I have a right to know

Remus Lupin 12:37 Sirius I have a had a really fucking shit morning. I am not ignoring you or with holding information but this isn’t a conversation I want to have over the phone or by text.

Sirius Black 12:38 Fine. I’m going for lunch soon where are you?

Remus Lupin 12:39 Coffee shop off Queen Street, next to the hairdresser. Do you know it?

Sirius Black 12:41 Yeah yeah I can be there in 45 mins ish

Remus Lupin 12:41 Okay.

12:49 Thank you.

#maddy writes #maddy talks #wip #wip game #asks #mybelovedmoon

tealeavesandtrash

I'd love to hear about Jily live/reconciliation au? 🥹🙏

OKAY tumblr has glitched out three times when I’ve tried to answer this rip but here we go:

There are actually two versions of this. Version one is the potters don’t die, but in light of Pete’s betrayal, being accused of being the traitor, and being worked to death by the ministry rounding up greyback and his followers Remus cuts off the wizarding world for good. X year later however, Remus is offered the DADA job and accepts only to discover that the professor brewing his potion is one Lily Evans Potter. This sets of the events of Remus slowly reconnecting with James and Sirius.

Version two was teaming up with @goldenprophetwrites to co write this for old dogs fest until in spiralled out of hand. It became essentially a retelling of HP from book three onwards if July had lived. Wolfstarbucks are Horrcrux hunting instead of the golden trio, Lily is holding down the fort at hogwarts trying to protect Harry from the rising DEs, there’s a subplot about Teddy being orphaned and turned into a werewolf. We projected it to be like 120k+ words easy so who knows what will happen!! (Also Val threatend to kill of Lily)

I did try to include screenshots of the chaotic planning for version two but tumblr glitched out and called it “unsupported media”

***

Remus is two hours outside Heidelberg when he gets the owl. He assumes, rightfully so, that it’s just a letter from his father. Lyall is his only real connection left to the wizard if community in Britain. There’s a tiny hamlet up in Wales where a handful of older witches and wizards, his father included, have just seemed to congregate together and Remus will be polite enough when he visits and make stilted small talk in the pub but takes a backseat in the conversation. But he can’t remember the last time he stepped foot in Diagon Alley, hasn’t been to the Ministry since the Order of Merlin ceremony and that whole fiasco. In fact the last place he visited was St Mungos after a mission - his last mission - of essentially playing dark wizard round up four years ago. He’d hadn’t even bothered to meet Dumbledore, just sent him a hastily scribbled note saying that it had been a dead end and he didn’t have any more leads, and fucked off across the channel. And yes there’d been arguments - with Sirius mainly, and James - but not as big of a blowout that could have been all things considered. By that point he was too exhausted to put up much of fight, run thin by the never ending pack missions and all the unspoken arguments that were always bubbling just under the surface.

He doesn’t even remember their last conversation. It had been right after he’d got back from Mungo’s and he’d been running on autopilot ever since. Sirius was there, he knows that much. He remembers the prickling awkwardness that bubbles whenever they saw eachother, skirting around eachother because neither of them knew where they stood or what they meant to other. Friends, acquaintances, lovers? (They never actutally broke up at any point, but after unanimously being declared a traitor, it seemed like a reasonable conclusion to assume he’d been dumped. But he’s never had the confirmation.) Remus can’t even remember if they’d argued or not, just the feeling of absolute bone rotting exhaustion and the weight of everything pushing down and choking him out from they inside. And he’d known in that moment that he didn’t leave now he’d suffocate. So he left.

Remus recognises the hand writing the moment the letter is dropped in his hands.

He feels sick.

He debates even opening it, whether to just incinerate the thing now and it get over with.

But he’s had to open far to many letters from Dumbledore outlining which of their friends are dead or injured or missing to do that. And there’s that old familiar feeling of pure dread as he stares at his own name spelt out in neat cursive, the unknowing of who’s been hurt or killed or worse. He hasn’t felt fear like this in so long.

He feels sick as he tears open the envelope, eyes scanning frantically and - nothing.

Everyone is fine.

There’s no meeting summons because the Prewitts were ratted out and killed, or that the search for Caradoc has been unsuccessful and they are to presume the worst.

No, instead the words ‘I have a job that may be of interest to yourself’ taunt him. Remus can only stare at them for a short while, rereading that opening sentence over and over because surely, surely Dumbledore can not be that delusional or disconnected that he thought it a good idea to reach out after so long with another fucking mission.

A wandless incendio leaps from his finger with a silent [] and once the letter is fully engulfed, Remus lets go. Watches as the still-burning ash gets caught up in the gentle breeze, scattering across the forest floor.

tealeavesandtrash

—adding the screen shots of v2 here instead

I'd love to hear about Jily live/reconciliation au? 🥹🙏

OKAY tumblr has glitched out three times when I’ve tried to answer this rip but here we go:

There are actually two versions of this. Version one is the potters don’t die, but in light of Pete’s betrayal, being accused of being the traitor, and being worked to death by the ministry rounding up greyback and his followers Remus cuts off the wizarding world for good. X year later however, Remus is offered the DADA job and accepts only to discover that the professor brewing his potion is one Lily Evans Potter. This sets of the events of Remus slowly reconnecting with James and Sirius.

Version two was teaming up with @goldenprophetwrites to co write this for old dogs fest until in spiralled out of hand. It became essentially a retelling of HP from book three onwards if July had lived. Wolfstarbucks are Horrcrux hunting instead of the golden trio, Lily is holding down the fort at hogwarts trying to protect Harry from the rising DEs, there’s a subplot about Teddy being orphaned and turned into a werewolf. We projected it to be like 120k+ words easy so who knows what will happen!! (Also Val threatend to kill of Lily)

I did try to include screenshots of the chaotic planning for version two but tumblr glitched out and called it “unsupported media”

***

Remus is two hours outside Heidelberg when he gets the owl. He assumes, rightfully so, that it’s just a letter from his father. Lyall is his only real connection left to the wizard if community in Britain. There’s a tiny hamlet up in Wales where a handful of older witches and wizards, his father included, have just seemed to congregate together and Remus will be polite enough when he visits and make stilted small talk in the pub but takes a backseat in the conversation. But he can’t remember the last time he stepped foot in Diagon Alley, hasn’t been to the Ministry since the Order of Merlin ceremony and that whole fiasco. In fact the last place he visited was St Mungos after a mission - his last mission - of essentially playing dark wizard round up four years ago. He’d hadn’t even bothered to meet Dumbledore, just sent him a hastily scribbled note saying that it had been a dead end and he didn’t have any more leads, and fucked off across the channel. And yes there’d been arguments - with Sirius mainly, and James - but not as big of a blowout that could have been all things considered. By that point he was too exhausted to put up much of fight, run thin by the never ending pack missions and all the unspoken arguments that were always bubbling just under the surface.

He doesn’t even remember their last conversation. It had been right after he’d got back from Mungo’s and he’d been running on autopilot ever since. Sirius was there, he knows that much. He remembers the prickling awkwardness that bubbles whenever they saw eachother, skirting around eachother because neither of them knew where they stood or what they meant to other. Friends, acquaintances, lovers? (They never actutally broke up at any point, but after unanimously being declared a traitor, it seemed like a reasonable conclusion to assume he’d been dumped. But he’s never had the confirmation.) Remus can’t even remember if they’d argued or not, just the feeling of absolute bone rotting exhaustion and the weight of everything pushing down and choking him out from they inside. And he’d known in that moment that he didn’t leave now he’d suffocate. So he left.

Remus recognises the hand writing the moment the letter is dropped in his hands.

He feels sick.

He debates even opening it, whether to just incinerate the thing now and it get over with.

But he’s had to open far to many letters from Dumbledore outlining which of their friends are dead or injured or missing to do that. And there’s that old familiar feeling of pure dread as he stares at his own name spelt out in neat cursive, the unknowing of who’s been hurt or killed or worse. He hasn’t felt fear like this in so long.

He feels sick as he tears open the envelope, eyes scanning frantically and - nothing.

Everyone is fine.

There’s no meeting summons because the Prewitts were ratted out and killed, or that the search for Caradoc has been unsuccessful and they are to presume the worst.

No, instead the words ‘I have a job that may be of interest to yourself’ taunt him. Remus can only stare at them for a short while, rereading that opening sentence over and over because surely, surely Dumbledore can not be that delusional or disconnected that he thought it a good idea to reach out after so long with another fucking mission.

A wandless incendio leaps from his finger with a silent [] and once the letter is fully engulfed, Remus lets go. Watches as the still-burning ash gets caught up in the gentle breeze, scattering across the forest floor.

#maddy talks #maddy writes #wip #wip game #asks #shunstanpike

I want to hear domething about Welcome to Godrics Hollow, please! 🙂

Yes!! This a welcome to nightvale au which I was considering doing for sci-fi month and I basically smashed out 2k words to fight off writers block for my Star Wars au. I haven’t fully figured out the style or plot, but I know the vibes I’m going for

Godrics Hollow is a strange little town where conspiracy theories and cryptids are part of everyday life. Sirius is the local radio host keeping the town updated on all local news, events and gossip. Remus is a writer who ended up in Godrics hollow by chance and is figuring life there.

…

A friendly hilltop community the wind is crisp, the moon is beautiful, and mysterious lights pass overhead while we all pretend to sleep. Welcome to Godric’s Hollow.

Remus swallows tightly, glances around. Stepford-esque is one word for it, downright creepy and unsettling is another. Maybe it’s the anxiety turning into paranoia, but there is something weird about this place—more than the cult-like frostiness he’s greeted with, something wrong. Yes, it feels like a hundred people staring at him, but it’s feels more than that, like some unseen predator lurking in background ready to pounce and drag him away. He see’s things in his peripheral like shadowy figures that aren’t quite human, or people who’s faces seem obscured like someone’s taken an eraser to a drawing and just rubbed away the the features. But every time Remus does a double take, everything seems normal.

Remus turns on his heel, starts making a brisk walk back along the the road to where he’d parked his car. He can just go back on himself, drive until he makes he way back to the A-road and carry on along there until he makes his way back to his original destination which was—

Remus freezes, stumbling momentarily. His original destination which was… somewhere. It’s on the tip of tongue, his parents maybe? He doesn’t usually drive very far unless he’s making the journey back home to visit his family.

That would make sense. Travelling to see his parents, decided to take the scenic route and ended up getting lost, and how all he has to do is just drive until he sees a sign post for somewhere he recognises.

“You’re new, aren’t you?”

Remus jumps at voice, heart lurching as he spins round in an almost wild panic.

There’s a man facing him, polite smile, kind eyes which certainly an improvement on everyone else around here. There are tattoos all over his hands and forearms, runic patterns that decorate his pale skin that continue on the rest his body and are hidden by the beat up leather jacket. He watches Remus carefully, like he’s studying his behaviour.

“Um, hi?” Remus manages, although his voice comes out more uncertain than he intended. The stranger cocks his head, black hair falling from its half-updo as he looks at Remus with curiosity. Remus swallows nervously under the attention before elaborating. “I’m sorry, I got lost driving, I’m not really sure where I am.”

“Godric’s Hollow,” the man answers quickly and stretches out his hand. “Sirius Black, local radio host.”

Remus blinks a moment, brain struggling to keep up, before weakly taking Sirius’ hand. “Remus Lupin, not-local writer.”

Sirius’ eyes light up. “A writer,” he repeats with awe in his voice. “We don’t have many of those, local or otherwise.”

#maddy writes #wip #wip game #welcome to godrics hollow #maddy talks #missmoonfrost #asks

✨wip tag game ✨

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Thank you for the tag @shunstanpike and @ixiedust-writes ❤️❤️

My wip list is actually insane so this is just the ones I’ve imported into ellipsus from google docs (aka stuff I have working on in the last 6ish months)

Star Wars AU

Welcome to Godrics Hollow

[redacted ODF fic]

[redacted reverse BB fic]

idiots in love

Angsty mcangst

Jily live/reconciliation au

Song for the summer

Divorce AU

Crooked man AU

Floo sequeal (yes the typo is part of the doc title)

NP tags: @goldenprophetwrites @matterofthemoon-write @quiethauntings @marigold-hills @magicbeings @missmoonfrost aaaand I think everyone else has done this already so open tag to round the numbers and sorry for any repeat tags 🫡

#tag game #wip #wip game #maddy talks

Wolfstar - T - 3k - Chpt. 1/? - Star Wars AU - @marauders-sci-fi-month - AO3

Sirius Black crash landed on Tatooine eighteen months ago. Since then, he’s been pod racing in hopes of earning enough money to repair his ship and leave.

Remus Lupin has only ever known Mos Espa. Indentured to the junk dealer Greyback, he can only dream of escaping the planet and seeing the stars.

#maddy writes #remus lupin #marauders #sirius black #wolfstar #marauders fanfiction #wolfstar fanfiction #marauders sci fi month #star wars au #ao3 fanfiction

✨get to know me tag✨

Thank you @sliebman10 for the tag 🫶🫶

Reading: Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

Last series: Heated rivalry

Last movie: Wake Up Dead Man (Josh O’Connor my beloved)

Sweet or salty: sweet 🍬

Coffee or tea: honestly depends on my mood, but probably tea

Working on: I’m meant to be working on my Star Wars au for @marauders-sci-fi-month but I accidentally wrote almost 2k of a nightvale au for it instead

Np tags: @goldenprophetwrites @marigold-hills @magicbeings @quiethauntings @matterofthemoon-write @missmoonfrost

#maddy talks #tag game

barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting

merry christmas eve! i'm coming to you today with two absolutely adorable fic recs. they're warm, cozy, and inspired me to make myself a cup of hot cocoa for lunch.

if you read either of these fics please leave a kudos and comment, and be sure to check out the authors' other incredible works!

tune in tomorrow for one last, very special, holiday rec!

moony's magical cocoa mix by @magicbeings

When Sirius Black became the heir to the House of Black, he had to walk away from the boy he used to be – and from all the people he used to care about too. A few years later, he runs into an old friend at Diagon Alley’s Winter Market. Now, everything he tried to leave behind will start to catch up to him. [T | 6,109]

The Perfect Present by @tealeavesandtrash

Remus has Sirius for Secret Santa. It sets off an unlikely sequence of events. [E | 5,220]

#hehe thank you for the rec 🫶#also everyone go read Mia’s fic #it’s for the same exchange mine was for and is adorable #fic recs #the perfect present

The Perfect Present

wolfstar // E // 5k // Christmas fic // AO3 link

Remus has Sirius for Secret Santa. It sets off an unlikely sequence of events.

Everyone else’s presents are piled up in the corner, ready for the gift exchange, and Remus should put his present with the rest, but he can’t bring himself to do it yet. Sirius hasn’t messaged to say his plane had landed and the big Tesco down the road is still open. Remus could, in theory, run out now and pick up a last-minute alternative present and save himself the embarrassment. Get something basic and cliche like alcohol or a bath and body gift set.

And just about as he’s about to edge his way to the front door to make a break for it, an arm loops around his elbow.

“Where are you trying to run off to?” Lily asks, tugging him back towards the party, at the same time as James calls from the other room;

“You’re not moping about your boyfriend being late?”

James cackles at his own joke, and Remus huffs as he lets Lily pull him back into the kitchen. She rolls her eyes at James' joke, steering Remus towards the pot of eggnog that’s warming on the stove. She presses a clean mug into his hands and fills it halfway with the drink.

#maddy writes #remus lupin #marauders #sirius black #wolfstar #marauders fanfiction #wolfstar fanfiction #complete #one shot #ao3 fanfiction #the perfect present

magicbeings

I've been meaning to start making WIP Wednesday posts here for.... idk, over a year probably, and I never get around to it. I promised myself I would start this week, and then I had the craziest day yesterday and another Wednesday went by without making the post. So today (Thursday) I said: fuck it. Who cares? I can make my WIP Wednesday post on Thursday if I want. It's my blog. Whose law am I breaking?

So, in true me fashion, here's my first WIP Wednesday post -- on a Thursday.

If you would like to be tagged on future WIP posts (which will always feature a snippet of something I'm working on, hopefully), please, let me know in the comments!

This week, I worked on two projects:

Someone Worth Keeping, which is my current main WIP that I'm hoping I can finish by the end of the year (not to opitmistic at the moment)

A little piece I'm calling Window, which writing for @marauders-sci-fi-month

A little more about each of them after the cut.

The light behind the curtains flickers a few times, as if someone is flipping a switch on and off. Then, the fabric starts billowing with a wind that shouldn’t be there at all. Even though his heart is still thudding hard, Remus slowly gets to his feet and starts inching towards the window. But before he can’t really get any close, there’s a loud crashing sound and– A tall man drops straight through the window – coming seemingly from nowhere. He curses as his knee hits the floor, then gets himself comically tangled up in the curtains, fumbling around frantically until he finally manages to stand. He’s dressed in all black, and on one hand he’s clutching something that looks like a clipboard, except it’s got a little screen on it, like a tiny telly (and Remus has no idea how that’s even possible). On the other, he grips and points a strangely shaped stick in all directions, shedding a greenish light around. He immediately spots Remus, and his eyebrows shoot up. Remus wants to laugh at how goofy this man is, but he’s also scared. He stands in his place, unmoving, torn between his fear and his curiosity. “Who are you?” The man asks, lowering his glowing stick. The strange light that still shines from the window hits him from one side, accentuating the sharp features of his face and making his strikingly blue-grey eyes sparkle in the darkness of the room. He has long black hair, and he’s nothing like anyone Remus has ever met in real life. “Remus,” the boy blurts without even questioning if he should let the stranger know his real name. “I’m Remus John Lupin. And who are you? How did you come through the blocked window in my living room?” The man ignores all Remus’ questions completely. Instead, he asks something else. Something entirely confusing. “What year is this?” Remus frowns. He always gets the dates muddled after New Year’s, but it’s already October. How can this man not know the year yet? “Well, it’s 1967, of course,” he answers anyway, then adds, more firmly: “Who are you?”

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