I spelled it like that because it's how I heard it in my head, complete with maniacle laughter and moustache twirling :D
3. I like writing Sirius sometimes as if he has no idea about love and sex--madly repressed because his family doesn't share their emotions and his mother never hugged him--and then he meets Remus and it's like a fire lit. I like to write, sometimes, as if a person doesn't have to make a decision as to gay, straight, or bi. That's kind of how I write These Four Kings, a little bit at least, and why I don't address the "but it's the 70's and everyone hates gay people so they should be in the closet and James should be shocked and dismayed." I like thinking "but it's the Wizarding world! and they're way more advanced in the field of love (except for Slytherins who hate everyone anyway)." I know some people like reading about the struggles and love in the face of prejudice and all that but I like reading about them falling in love. That's all rubbish anyway because I know I'm contradicting myself even as I think about it (as in I do deal with it, especially in T4K with Remus being nervous, but then I justify that by saying, "he comes from a Muggle family."
Anyway. Where was I? ahaha Sirius and his fire lit. I like imagining his eyes opening up to this wonderful world of love and sex, as if he's never seen color before (which would work so well with Remus as an artist yeah?) and now that he has, he can't go back to his world of gray.
Let's pretend there's that fest! Don't tempt me, Frodo. About this time of year I begin thinking about modding my own fest (disaster!) or shaking down people who do (remix! mischief_managed! Where are they? People and their lives that don't cater to me! I'll never understand it.) Which of course means I can't just write on my own. That's no fun at all. I like deadlines and rules to follow and prompts (god I love prompts) and other people playing.
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3. I like writing Sirius sometimes as if he has no idea about love and sex--madly repressed because his family doesn't share their emotions and his mother never hugged him--and then he meets Remus and it's like a fire lit. I like to write, sometimes, as if a person doesn't have to make a decision as to gay, straight, or bi. That's kind of how I write These Four Kings, a little bit at least, and why I don't address the "but it's the 70's and everyone hates gay people so they should be in the closet and James should be shocked and dismayed." I like thinking "but it's the Wizarding world! and they're way more advanced in the field of love (except for Slytherins who hate everyone anyway)." I know some people like reading about the struggles and love in the face of prejudice and all that but I like reading about them falling in love. That's all rubbish anyway because I know I'm contradicting myself even as I think about it (as in I do deal with it, especially in T4K with Remus being nervous, but then I justify that by saying, "he comes from a Muggle family."
Anyway. Where was I? ahaha Sirius and his fire lit. I like imagining his eyes opening up to this wonderful world of love and sex, as if he's never seen color before (which would work so well with Remus as an artist yeah?) and now that he has, he can't go back to his world of gray.
Let's pretend there's that fest! Don't tempt me, Frodo. About this time of year I begin thinking about modding my own fest (disaster!) or shaking down people who do (remix! mischief_managed! Where are they? People and their lives that don't cater to me! I'll never understand it.) Which of course means I can't just write on my own. That's no fun at all. I like deadlines and rules to follow and prompts (god I love prompts) and other people playing.