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Please stop with the compliments to my art they're doing things to my heart and I can't bear these feelings with this heat stop stop stop

can't + won't..... UR SO TALENTED!! ur r/s art is legendary to me. it's so full of colour its so unique its sooo fun and whimsical and precious <333

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Pov Sirius and Remus catch you staring at their cuddling session

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divorced farmer wolfstar where sirius keeps the sheep and remus keeps the chickens, and they’re both making a scene at the local farmer’s market

this is so fun n i’ve spent teww much time daydreaming abt it:

they met during lambing season ten years ago. sirius was running away from responsibilities n wanted a bit of peace n quiet, so he found himself hopping off a bus n trespassing trekking through a field.

he knocks on the first house he comes across n this lanky guy answers the door. he’s wearing cable knit and blinking slowly like a woken cat.

rj lupin works the farm for an old man. sirius asks the man for a job that season. so sirius finds himself responsible for the sheep. he’s…suspiciously good at moving them between fields. rj lupin doesn’t like that one bit (he’s been demoted to chicken boy – feeding them collecting the eggs etc).

every time rj lupin walks or drives down the lane he sees sirius lying back on the stone fence reading a magazine or lighting a cig. Because he’s already completed his work. The sheep are already where they’re supposed to be. rj lupin doesn’t like that one bit. it’s suspicious.

anyway. it’s a full moon and rj lupin wanders out to the woods and changes in a shed n the next morning he stumbles into the teeny tiny farmhouse he shares with the no-good-sheep-thieving-posh-prick. sirius is making a cup and sees him stumble in and.. well eventually rj lupin warms to sirius enough to tell him his secret.

when the sun’s out the lambs like to wander onto the lane and have a nice warm nap. so every time rj lupin drives the old man’s van to n from the farm he’s got to hop out of the van every 20 seconds and gently remove the lambs from the road.

sirius rly enjoys watching rj lupin carefully cradle the lambs and tell them off for being ‘silly lil layabouts.’ so one sunny afternoon sirius sees rj lupin coming down the road, and he hops off the fence and lays down in the middle of the lane.

rj lupin laughs despite himself as sirius bleats n demands to be lifted from the road. so rj lupin tells sirius his secret. the next full moon, as his bones break n tendons stretch, there’s a giant black dog laying beside the door to the shed in the woods. the wolf and dog chat w each other n the wolf decides to have a nap instead of tearing at it's own skin. every full from then on, the wolf is kept company by the dog. in the village, there’s talk of two large animals running through the fields and howling at the moon.

fast forward 8 years and rj lupin n sirius black own their own farm together as husbands. sirius handles the sheep cos for some unknown reason he’s awfully good at getting the animals to do what he wants. rj lupin doesn’t necessarily mind the chickens – he’s adamant their pack animals.

however comma. one day sirius isn’t careful enough. and rj lupin arrives home early n sees a great big black dog herding the sheep. he thinks ‘oh god it’s gonna hurt the sheep’ but then the dog stalks the herd and ushers them into the next pen and the dog becomes a man, closing the gate and securing the lock.

oh they fight so bad, oh the things they say, oh dear….

anyway. sirius took the sheep in the divorce. rj lupin got the chickens. and he’s still not fucking over it.

at the market every saturday morning, rj lupin tells anyone who passes by his chicken pen that 'the sheep r overpriced. i heard they're deceased as well.' and every saturday morning sirius tells folk that 'those chickens over there r cunts.' the only ppl who ever buy anything from either of them r the second-home owners who r buying land off the local elderly folk.

two years after the divorce n rj lupin still sneaks into sirius' field n dies the sheep different colours (during lambing season he snatches a lamb n rocks in like a baby n sometimes falls asleep in the field w the lamb snuggled in his lap).

sirius still sneaks into rj lupin's chicken shed n steals all the eggs. sometimes he sees the light's on in the kitchen when rj lupin can't sleep. he sees the doorknob n hears the kettle shrieking n all he'd have to do is open the door n make himself a cup of tea n maybe everything would go back to normal again. maybe he'd be forgiven. maybe he'd like to come home.

it's all v messy n their public arguments r literally the villages only source of entertainment - now that the tales of the wolf and dog have become elderly, pint-flushed myth and no one has seen them in so long.

...to be continued one day perhaps.

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i dont believe in gender for real its just a fetish thing to me

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Hi, with the help of @plecotusauritus I made a new game. Using these parameters, you get to make up your own crime of Sirius Black

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Remus John I’m Fine Lupin

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quit your job. you need to spend more time making posts that are a little too honest and personal & potentially embarassing yourself on tumblr

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but amongst the pastiche of war and desire, beauty and damage, i saw claudia in an impossible afternoon light she could never survive in. claudia as madeleine perceived her. resplendent. rendered even more beautiful by her beholder

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I love tags it’s like muttering under your breath on the internet

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vpn my beautiful buffering creature of the night

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Why isn't "too scary" a good enough reason to never drive a car

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youtube to mp3 like my life depends on it. and who's to say it doesnt

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i wish there was an animal that could see radio waves so I could transmit that i love them and every one on earth would know it

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local lesbian summer season deeply underwhelming. no one's asked for my co-star in ages