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his hands, pull away the gristle stuck between his teeth moodboard

a sirius orion black centered au

one cowboy vampire wolfstar coming right up

emma bambi !! this has been sitting in my drafts forever you’ll have to excuse me. i have two headcanons on my mind lately

first one is how wolfstar learn to live with each other and fall slowly into this comforting domestic schedule, this is before remus finds out sirius is a vampire of course. it starts with sirius being curious about every little thing remus has. the living room in remus’s house was big, with eggshell white walls covered with hundreds of pictures and dried flowers hanging upside down. all the stuff from his childhood he never took down. but when sirius looked up and down at the corner library filled with books, a familiarity from back home he embraced. books reminded him of regulus. so, weeks passed and remus noticed this longing stare at the shelves, as sirius was too hesitant to ask for things yet. remus got up, took out his favorite book, and just handed it to sirius. because this stranger in front of him was like a language only remus knew and could read. sirius finished that book on that exact day, on the same sofa spot. that was the first time neither had any walls around them, it was just them and the air that changed into something softer, sweeter, calmer. something new.

another one is the idea of remus having a brother he lost when he was younger. now remus is all grown up, living on the farm his father left to him. it was never remus’s dream to stay and take care of the farm. “if you could go anywhere and do anything rem, where does your mind take you” his much older brother whispered to him one day, while they were resting on the porch swing. “a writer, i’d go far away and write” he replied instantly. his brother who was 10 years older than him, somehow making up for the on and off presence of their father, teaching remus everything about the world. “there’s never only good and bad, learn to feel for yourself, remus, angels may be in disguise but so will death come up to your door in a sweet dress and you won’t know which is which.”

faith has been broken, tears must be cried

let’s do some living after we die

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59801854 (my inspiration!!!! absolutely loved this fic go and read it pls!!!!)