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Evan "award winning baking champion at 14" Rosier and Remus "cannot bake to save his life" Lupin

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Evan Rosier

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Never trust an Evan Rosier hater

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shoutout to the person whos just gone through like half my blog and liked half my posts i hope you feel valued today

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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

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Remus is the shepherd

Evan is his god

moonrose

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THERES ANOTHER PERSON WHOS REBLOGGED IT OFF THAT PERSON WHAT THE FUCK HOLY JESUS FUCKING CHRSIT HELP ME OH GOD WHAT IN THE GODDAMN FUCKING HELL CHRIST JESUS WHAT THE SHIT WHAT THE FUCK HOLY JESUS FUCKING CHRSIT HELP ME OH GOD WHAT IN THE GODDAMN FUCKING HELL CHRIST JESUS WHAT THE SHIT WHAT THE FUCK HOLY JE

tweaking OUT bc someone whos blog i rly rly like and also someone who i think is like fairly far off from my circle of known-ness (thats a word) HAS JUST REBLOGGED MY SHITTY LITTLE SMUT PIECE WHAT THE FUCK CHAT HELP ME JESUS CHRIST OH MY GOD WHAT THE CHRIST DEAR FUCKING LORD WHAT THE FUCK CHAT HELP ME JESUS CHRIST OH MY GOD WHAT THE CHRIST DEAR FUCKING LORD WHAT THE FU

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tweaking OUT bc someone whos blog i rly rly like and also someone who i think is like fairly far off from my circle of known-ness (thats a word) HAS JUST REBLOGGED MY SHITTY LITTLE SMUT PIECE WHAT THE FUCK CHAT HELP ME JESUS CHRIST OH MY GOD WHAT THE CHRIST DEAR FUCKING LORD WHAT THE FUCK CHAT HELP ME JESUS CHRIST OH MY GOD WHAT THE CHRIST DEAR FUCKING LORD WHAT THE FU

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anonymously message me (3) things you want to know about me.

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Reblog if you want Asks/Messages from your followers in your inbox

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I want to _____ you.

reblog and see what your followers say

Interesting..

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Remus and Evan study dates but Evan does his work for about half the time while burring his face into Remus' neck for the other half while Remus actually gets work done

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RAHHHH /aff /pos :333 lyly

I love being a multishipper but I LOVE seeing ride or die shippers that advocate relentlessly for their fav ship whether it’s super popular or not.

You don’t know me, but I know you. I see you. You know who you are!!!

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70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

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At the far end of the Hogwarts Library, there is a room. It's magically enlarged--- of course--- with bookcases upon bookcases filling the room, nearly the size of half of the regular library. On the bookcases were scrolls, books and tomes, the ones too precious or too dangerous to be kept in the regular library. Of course, they weren't inherently dangerous--- if they were they'd be in the restricted section. They were only dangerous when handled wrong or cast improperly, which meant they were best kept away from the general population of reckless teenagers.

Few were allowed within the confines of the room, and a key was required. Evan Rosier was one of the few--- permissed due to his morbid curiosity for knowledge of all kinds and eagerness to learn all at the school's disposal and then some.

He hummed a haunting melody as he made his way through the stacks, outside the wind hollered and rain fell down from the heavens above.

The angles are crying.

That's what his mother had always said, the thought of those days long past made him smile.

He missed what she used to be. Back when his mother would forget the pastries she was making to dance with him and Pandora in the kitchen.

The memories brought a bitter taste to him--- memories of the women he now knew as 'Mother' and 'Mother' alone, flooding him. He had gotten quite good at fighting the tide at times like these.

He took a deep breath before returning to roaming the halls made by the shelves, however he abandoned the french tune from his boyhood he had been humming.

In the newly silenced athenaeum, sans the water drops pelting against the windows, he could make out a small whimpering noise. It was quiet, almost so faint he wasn't even sure he was hearing it. Almost.

Evan followed the noise, through the stacks he knew so well to the east end of the library. He stopped at the edge of the finial bookcase, two rows down sat Remus Lupin.

Evan felt a twinge of despondence as he looked at the boy, unaware of his presence, curled in on himself as his shoulders shook with silent tears.

Evan moved before he could think, spoke before he could process the words.

"Lupin? Are you alright?" Evan was towering over him--- he was already a good couple inches taller than Remus and adding him sitting on the floor, the brunette boy had to crane his head upwards to see him. Lupin startled at his words, and undoubtedly his sudden emergence.

"Fine! I'm fine... I'm perfectly f--" The boy's voice broke at his own words, he pressed the sleeve of his sweater to one of his eyes in an attempt to soak up his tears, to no avail.

"Hey, it's okay. Here--" Evan pulled a emerald green handkerchief out of his front pocket and handed it to Remus as he sat next to him, "It's okay."

Truthfully Evan had no clue what he was doing. Doing nothing, however, felt wrong. Lupin was kind and, when without his friends, was pleasant to be in class with, so he did the best he could think to do. He sat there and rubbed soft circles into Remus' back as he cried--- much to intimate of a gesture for him to give, Lupin didn't seem to mind that though.

The wind blew gentler now and, similar to Remus, the angles above cried softly--- barely there droplets every now and then.

Remus rested his head on Evan's shoulder, it felt again too close for what they were. "What they were", were nothing and yet it felt like a closely kept secret, told to solely one person and no one else. A deep, dark secret told in the confines of an empty dorm, once said and never again. It felt like a chaste kiss in the deserted halls at midnight. It was close, too close and yet neither of them moved to leave, Remus kept his head on Evan's shoulder and Evan kept his hand on his shoulder. His other hand moved to the inside of Remus' knee, set in Evan's lap as the brunette curled into his embrace, tracing small shapes there.

"Don't... don't tell anyone about this.. please?" Remus murmured, his hot breath on Evan's neck making him blush ever so slightly.

"I won't, your secret is safe with me. You can--- er... you... if a time were to arise... and you don't feel you can talk to anyone else, I'm here." Evan whispered, god he needed help. Offering being a fucking confident to him? And his reaction to his hot breath on his neck? Hell, even coming over to him in the first place? And all of that for Remus Lupin? What was happening to him?

"I will. Thanks... I'm really sorry-- for every thing. It's just... Sirius.. he..." Remus said, his voice wet and sore from sobbing, broke at his friend's name.

The two stayed like that for a moment more, or maybe a couple minutes? Evan's internal clock was hardly ever accurate.

They sat curled in that embrace, enjoying each other's silent company til the clock struck 8, it's loud 8 strikes demanding the students return to their respective dorms.

(for you dearest, @acrossthemoonroses)

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we just checked in on the #evan rosier tag after a break and now we remember why we went on the break in the first place.

forever yours,

the tumbeasts

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history of magic | remus x evan | 432 words

very nsfw!!! dont engage if its not your thing!!!

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"No."

"Please, please, please, Re!" Evan says.

Remus sighs. "You're not gonna let up, are you?"

"Look, I'll only do it if you're a hundred percent okay with it," Evan replies.

"Fine."

"Yes! Yes, thank you, Re!"

"You better not make me regret this," Remus laughs softly.

"Course," Evan says, but his grin is wicked.

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Remus regrets it. Fifteen minutes into History of Magic and Evan has already pressed the button on the vibrator three times. Every time Remus wants to answer a fucking question, Evan presses the button and Remus has to cough his way through the answer. And he's actually good at History of Magic.

"Who where the main leaders of the 1281 Seige on Anglesey?"

Remus raises his hand carefully, making sure not to raise it too high.

"Mr Lupin?" Binns croaks.

Fuck.

"An old ancestor," Remus says, before he pauses to clear his throat. He glared at Evan, who across the classroom just batted his (pretty) eyelashes and shrugged. He cleared his throat again. "Of Musidora Barkwith and-"

He's going to kill Evan.

"Sorry can I go to the toilet?"

"You alright, Moons?" James asks.

"Peachy. Professor?"

"Yes, yes of course," Binns says, waving his hands airily in the vague direction of Remus.

Remus shoots out the classroom and into the nearest broom cupboard. Evan. Evan, Evan, Evan, Evan, Evan, Evan, Evan, Evan Evan Evan Evan Evan Evan Evan Evan Evan Evan EvanEvanEvanEvanEvanEvan over and over and over like a goddamn prayer.

"You calle- OUGFH."

Remus shoves Evan into the wall, holding him down by his neck.

"Colloportus," he murmurs. "You horny little slut. You just couldn't wait to fuck me, could you?"

"You know me so well, Re."

"Well, I'm all ready for you, all prepped because of you. That was fucking irritating, by the way," Remus mutters.

"I know," Evan whispers as he starts to unbutton Remus's shirt. "That was the point."

"E, do not fucking toy with me, get your pants off and your dick in me. Now."

"Needy."

"Your fault," Remus retorts, ripping Evan's shirt off him. "Wait- Ohhh."

"You like?"

"I love."

Underneath his school shirt, Evan has on a black lacy bralette top. And amongst the lace are embroided moons.

"Okay, so shut up and let me fuck you," Evan hisses.

Evan flips them around, so Remus is flat against the wall, malleable in Evan's dark hands.

And fuck Remus he does. Hard and fast. Running back to the Slytherin dorms. Slow and gentle. Loving.

Like they both loved eachother.

Just give them a bit of time to figure that out.

SORRREEEE its vvv late :( and i could write this SOOO much better if i had the app :( but el tada!!!