happy birthday to your account!! for your writing event, can I please have Lilies 🌺 with work song by hozier and sirius black? thank you🖤
Work Song
Part of my 2 year milestone event!
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Boys, workin' on empty
Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
I just think about my baby
I'm so full of love I could barely eat
Work, work, and work Sirius swore these days it’s all that he did. Back when his dream of running his own tattoo shop was nothing but that he had had no idea what it would entail.
For the past week, he had been clogged with appointments. So many people had wanted custom tattoos, so he was drawing constantly. Then, it came to actually doing the pre booked tattoos which could take hours. As well as, walk ins that paid well, but took just as much time. Even when sharing the work load with James it was hard. Remus was out on vacation meaning Sirius had to take over bookkeeping and running the business. He swore he’d never have to do math, but there he was doing basic algebra at 8 am.
In short, Sirius was absolutely swamped. He had even been sleeping (albeit only a few hours) at the shop. His overfull mind only becoming more painful in the hours away from her.
Her. His only paradise. His pretty baby. The only girl for him.
He got small tastes of Y/n throughout the day, but it didn’t satiate his desire for her. Everyday at 11:30 am, she would bring him lunch during her break at her own job. She could be doing anything else, but she wanted to spend her rest time on him. Sirius loved it so much he felt sick. Often, he would be thinking about her so much that he wouldn’t be able to eat. He was unable to stomach the sweetness that he felt he never deserved.
There's nothing sweeter than my baby
I'd never want once from the cherry tree
'Cause my baby's sweet as can be
She give me toothaches just from kissin' me
Sirius walked into the apartment on Saturday night exhausted. Y/n called out to him, “Siri? Is that you?”
He didn’t respond quietly slipping off his shoes and coat. She turned the corner, running up to him and nearly sliding on the laminate floor. She wrapped her arms around him, placing her forehead on his.
“Hey baby,” Sirius sighed. “I missed you.”
She leaned away and smiled at him. That sweet smile that made him feel like he was going to faint. “I missed you more!”
Sirius moved to brush a thumb against her lips relishing in everything about her, before his gently pulled her into a kiss. It was soft and sweet and if he didn’t know better, Sirius would suspect he was going into cardiac arrest.
Boys, when my baby found me
I was three days on a drunken sin
I woke with her walls around me
Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
And I was burnin' up a fever
I didn't care much how long I lived
But I swear I thought I dreamed her
She never asked me once about the wrong I did
Y/n and Sirius had met many years ago, back when he was a self-described man whore and carried way too much trauma to hold on his own.
He had been a mess. Drinking constantly, using, and not being able to hold a stable job. Despite all of his problems, she had pulled him up and out of it.
Sirius had lost yet another job the day he had started that fateful drunken binge. Maybe, it was the cheap vodka or the combination of it and the weed, but he had called her.
When she arrived at his place after a very concerning phone call, you had found him on the floor half dead. From then on she never stopped taking care of him. She never asked what really happened.
My babe would never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the Lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the low lamplight I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me
Y/n and Sirius got ready for bed and laid down on their soft shared mattress for the first time in what felt like weeks.
She ran her fingers over his scarred up arms and chest. She kissed his lips, while caressing the marred skin. Sirius pulled away and kissed down her neck, nipping at all of the places he knew she liked. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her smiling under the dim lamp light.
“Fucking hell, you’re heaven.” He chuckled, saying a word between every soft peck of her neck.
“I could say the same about you, Siri.” She giggled, pulling him close to her, not planning on letting go anytime soon.
When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her
Lying there wrapped around the love of his life, Sirius couldn’t help but smile, knowing no one and nothing could take him away from his baby.
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.⋆。Anniversaries and Milestones。⋆.
Two years ago today, I published the first chapter of the Lost Princess and subsequently began taking writing seriously. I had no plans to ever send my work out into the world or even write fanfiction at all but my cousin (who has always been my greatest supporter) told me seriously that if I enjoy reading it and I have ideas, then there is no harm in putting myself out there. It was because of her that I got the courage to do all of this, and for that, I am so incredibly grateful.
One story tumbled into two and then ten, and then suddenly I had a following I was spending every free moment I had honing my abilities and practicing my writing. I met some of my best friends in the world through this blog and I will never be able to thank them enough for all the love that they have given me over the past two years. I also rediscovered my love for writing and now, I'm doing a minor in creative writing alongside the most incredible people I have ever met.
Writing let me reclaim parts of myself that were stolen from me, it let me get out all those feelings and experiences I had buried and contend with them. I have grown confident over the past couple years, shedding the shame and embarrassment I felt over my size and realising that my value is not defined by the number on the scale or the labels on my clothes. Even my family, who were some of the first to impose those thoughts upon me, have noticed that I'm different- happier, and it's all because of you guys.
It was honestly a shock to me when I woke up this morning to see that over 5000 of you were following me. I could have never dreamed that a fanfiction about Jotun Loki (who I was violently thirsting over at the time) and a plus size reader could have changed my life so much but here we are.
Because of this blog, I finally worked up the courage to pursue a degree that I was really passionate about. Because of this blog, I was able to move on from my abusive ex and rediscover my sexuality and my boundaries. Because of this blog, I was brave enough to put myself out there and make friends at uni and they are now the people I see myself growing older with. Because of this blog, I have found my purpose.
I will never be able to thank you all enough for the way you have changed me and I can only hope that you'll be around next year, and the year after that, and even after that to see me become the person I am meant to be.
Thank you, I owe you everything.
❤️Lou
And an extra thank you and I love you to my lovely mutuals who continue to blow me away with their incredibleness and creativity. I love you
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