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remus's fingers in sirius's mouth. thank you goodnight

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Remus curling up on the potters' couch after a full moon and everyone is careful not to disturb him. When Harry asks Lily and James about what happened they just tell him he is sick. So now Harry is is doing all the stuff Lily does to him when he is sick. Placing his hand on Remus's forehead even though the one year old has so idea what it's for. Placing a wet towel on said forehead. Placing a thermometer in Remus's mouth and reading the random numbers with full seriousness. Pestering his mom to make Remus warm soup which she already made in the first place. Harry covering Remus with his favourite blanket and surrounding him with stuffed toys and sticking stickers on his hands and face whispering 'get well soon uncle moony' under his breath.
Remus looooooves to tug on Sirius’s hair. He gets scolded for it allll the time but he does not careeee, he’ll tug at it during sex or he’ll tug a strand of hair to get Sirius’s attention or he’ll simply grab it by his scalp to move him. It’s an addiction, and Sirius acts like he hates it but that boy is a puddle each time istgggg
in their first year, sirius saw how remus always had his nose buried in a book, so i imagine tiny sirius surprising him with handmade bookmarks that he made, shyly pressing them in his hands, as his way of asking will you be my friend?
Thinking about little Remus the first time werewolves are mentioned in defence against the dark arts. His shoulders are too small to fit his robes and his hands shake and his feet can’t even touch the ground as he writes about all the ways he’s a monster.

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This is a picture from the Curiosity Rover on Mars showing Earth from the Perspective of Mars. You are literally looking at your home from the Perspective of another planet. Epic times indeed
group photo everyone
everyone
hey i look really good in this one
shit I think I blinked
26 April 2013
remus rear-ends sirius’s stupid expensive motorbike at a red light because he was distracted by how unfairly attractive the rider looked fixing his helmet. sirius gets off the bike ready to yell, takes one look at remus’s panicked face and the ancient falling-apart car, and just starts laughing. “relax, love. bikes are meant to get banged up. you on the other hand look like you’re about to cry, which is doing terrible things to my ego”
wolfstar fights. sirius being a yeller and screamer and remus cementing his mouth shut so hard until the veins in his jaw twitch.
remus lupin LIVES for standing behind sirius with his head rested against the crook of his neck softly dropping faint kisses whenever he feels like it and his arms wrapped around sirius’ waist while everyone complains about their disgustingly cute pda
So just imagine this, wolfstar cadence of part time poets style. Sirius the lead singer+ guitar and Remus the bass. Facing each other shouting at the top of their lungs the chorus their eyes never leaving each other. Sirius' smugged eyeliner around grey iris Remus's hooded eyes warm brown burning with passion. Walking closer and closer. Lights flashing, smirking mouths that meet in a crash, single note sounding out as the music cuts off. Leather and tank top. Doc martens and flannel.
I hate myself for loving you.
Cant break free from the things that you do.
I wanna walk but I run back to you.
That's why I hate myself for loving you.
James cheers them on. ( And I do aswell).

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I love All the Young Dudes but a part that I'll always reread is, what I think is the last happy scene before the war breaks out and that includes Remus voicing the match I think it's the getaway at beach when they get together get drunk from muggle beer stay around the fire to watch the sunset and eventually the moon rising. I especially like when Remus holds his breath for a moment, looks around and then admits he doesn't care for girls because he would never date one. I love how James gets all protective over him. I love wolfstar post smoke break.
Even though I cant bring myself to read past that point again I love all the young dudes
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My favorite thing about our good friend Kevin Day is that he has earned every right to be a bitch. Like his ego is through the roof because he’s the best of the best. He won the championships when he played with the Ravens. Then Riko broke his hand, he transferred to Palmetto (the smallest and most dysfunctional collegiate team) and the second he actually started playing again, the foxes won the fucking championship. Like yeah if I pulled that off my ego would be the size of the fucking moon too.
Also his mom literally created the sport so…
i love the idea of remus doing sirius’s shopping while sirius is stuck at work. he shows up looking cozy enough to spend the day reading by a fireplace and immediately starts picking out low rise bootcut jeans and skin tight leather trousers. every person in that shop assumes he’s buying them for himself, so no wonder they keep giving him funny looks
Draco was not pleased at being woken and had to unleash his wrath

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when remus and sirius have a really bad argument, sirius tries to initiate something sexual because he can’t stand listening to remus yell at him. he asks remus to be rough, to take his anger out on him, and remus goes along with it at first because he’s still furious.
but halfway through, remus realizes sirius isn’t doing this because he wants sex. he’s doing it because he thinks he deserves to be punished.
so remus stops. he just lies down beside him and pulls him close, pressing soft kisses to his forehead and cheeks while sirius looks completely confused.
and remus tells him that arguments aren’t punishments. that people who love each other are allowed to be angry with each other. that fighting is supposed to help them understand each other better, not hurt each other.
because that’s what sirius learned growing up that conflict means pain, that love has to be earned back through suffering and remus wants him to know that with him, it never will
Aromantic - Wolfstar - @wolfstarmicrofic - 567 words - AO3
Remus’ heart skips a beat as he walks into the living room after his coffee date with Lily to find Sirius staring into space, tear tracks dried on his cheeks, instantly assuming the worst.
“Sirius? What’s wrong?”
His husband turns to him, his long, greying hair frizzy and tangled presumably from repeatedly running his hands through it. “Teddy- um…” He swallows and squeezes his eyes shut. “You know how they came out as genderfluid to us?” Remus sits on the sofa next to him, intertwining their fingers and silently urging him to continue. “Well, we got talking earlier and he started explaining all these different identities. Do you know just how many there are now? It’s amazing how people can have ways of expressing themselves nowadays and not feel so alone.”
“That does sound pretty amazing,” he agrees.
“Yeah…” Sirius begins spinning the ring on his index finger, a nervous habit of his that he’s hand since he was a teenager. “Have- have you heard of aromantic?”
“No, I don’t believe I have.”
“Well, it’s where someone experiences little to no romantic attraction. It is a spectrum, varying in intensity and frequency between individuals. A spectrum that I think- that I think I’m on.” He turns to look at him, tears threatening to fall down his cheeks yet again. “I do experience romantic attraction. I love you so much, Moons. But…demiromantic, I think is the specific term for it. I only experience romantic attraction for people I have a deep emotional connection with.”
“So that’s why when we were younger, you had lots of flings but only a handful of actual relationships?”
“For a long time, I thought there was something wrong with me, or that my parents fucked me up beyond repair. Turns out, I just need to be good friends with someone before any feelings could develop.”
Remus gently knocks their shoulders together. “Good thing we were best friends for years before we finally got our act together, eh?”
“Does- does thing change anything for you? For us?”
He cradles Sirius’ face, tenderly swiping the tears away with his thumbs. “This only changes things if you want it to.”
“I don’t want it to. I love you. I love you so much and I think it would actually kill me if you left.”
Leaning forward and softly connecting their lips, Remus murmurs, “I love you and would never leave you, especially not because of your sexuality. I am so proud of you for telling me this, Sirius. I’m sure it couldn’t have been easy.”
The tears that have only just stopped start streaming down his face again, Sirius repeatedly muttering apologies as he buries his face in the crook of Remus’ neck and completely soaks his jumper. When he eventually calms down, Remus makes them both a warm, sweet cup of tea and opens the box of fancy chocolate they were saving for a special occasion, switching on the telly to put Sirius’ favourite movie—Matilda—on. He watches his husband drift off to sleep, curled up next to him underneath the blanket Effie knitted for them as a wedding gift, and is consumed by an immense love for this man, an intensity that hasn’t once faded throughout the decades they have been together. Oh, how lucky Remus is for the Universe to bring him the most wonderful, amazing, perfect gift that is Sirius Lupin.