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The saddest and most fucked glow up ever
I always see people saying that if JKR hadn’t had Remus and Tonks start dating, no one would’ve shipped them. It’s true. But I think she did it because of Wolfstar. Like what better way to stop fans shipping characters than putting one of them in a canon relationship. Only it didn’t work! Hah!
Also, no hate to Remadora. I ship them. Just saying.
Eh try again. The first Remadora fanfictions were published mere days after Order of the Phoenix was published. People saw something in them and there was a little bit of fandom that were shipping them already before they officially became a couple. No one knows why JK decided to pair them up, but it was most definitely not because of Wolfstar (nor did she seem to particularly hate it since she gave an award or something like that to a Sirius Black fanfiction site which was mostly made up out of Wolfstar ffs).
So no, she didn’t do it because of Wolfstar, my guess is just that she said she knew at the end of OotP that Remus will also have to die since Arthur didn’t and decided to give him a similar ending to James’s.
I can’t wait to live with my man. Existing with our power dynamic being a part of daily life – and casually so.
It’s frustrating that the physical acts of D/s are so built up for us. We’re always planning for the next time we see each other. I make lists of everything I want him to do to me before our time is up again.
I just want to wake every morning with his hands groping and claiming me. I want cuddles every day that devolve into moans and whimpers. Ass slaps and fingers forced into my mouth when I’m going about my chores. The almost bored command to strip for his pleasure when we’re relaxing during the weekend. Locked collars. Drool puddles on the floor. Hair pulling, nipple pinching… simply a day in our life. No urgency.
Is that too much to ask for?
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Although a fair question, I find your tone somewhat insulting and I recommend that you don’t lump all subs into a single group as we are individuals with needs specific to our experiences.
For example: I haven’t been touched in over a year. So, yes. I absolutely have a shameless list of every single thing I want my boyfriend to do to me when he gets his hands on me. Because FUCK, I miss hands on me. And you know what? I think L has a very similar list in his own mind of everything he’s going to have me do for him.
But you missed the most important part. That long list of acts in the following paragraph. Every single one of those actions is my submission coming to life for my man, and for him only. For his pleasure.
L doesn’t get to claim me unless I give him the power to. And each day I give myself to him. I choose to submit, love, adore, and surrender. I think that’s a pretty big thing to do for someone else, is it not?
Next time you feel like coming for me on my own blog for not keeping my partner in mind… don’t.
