WARNING: STORIES IN MIRROR MAY BE LARGER THAN THEY APPEAR. WARNING: FALLING ELVES AND THROWN DWARVES. WARNING: SOFT SPOT FOR DORKUS SUPERHEROES. 30 something queer, (she/her), fanfic writer, come talk to me. Find my fic on AO3 under Scarletjedi.
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I wasn’t going to post today because I’m REALLY tired and I need to
switch back to once-a-week postings so that I have a significant backlog
for upcoming shenanigans, but I’m really tired and couldn’t resist. So
there. That is my wafer-thin excuse. *g*
Also wafer-thin excuse: If I’m supposed to respond to your messages/emails? Uhmmmmm. Yeah I basically started hiding under my desk when summer finally arrived and now there are Things Happening. Haven’t forgotten you. <3
“Everyone likes to forget that Andromeda Tonks raised a Black-blooded daughter.”