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[evyltalks]

‘I thought good guys get to be happy’

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Sirius: “No I’m normal everyone thinks Remus is the hottest person alive”

Remus: excuses himself from a party after 10 minutes bc he wants to go knit. Wearing the most heinous jumper even your grandfather would shy away from. Blacks out after one (1) beer. Dies if someone makes eye contact with him. Sits awkwardly in the corner trying not to cry when he has to stay in a party for too long (fails every time). Bones pop 87 times every time he stands up. Cannot sit on the floor or he will need to be picked up bc his back is so bad. Asks Sirius + James + Peter to kiss his booboos bc his mummy used to do it and it made it feel better. Always has at least 3 books on him but needs Sirius to carry them bc he’s too weak. Hates smoking bc he’s worried about cancer. Very awkward. Loser.

[pain-in-the-riri]

Wolfstar drabble:

For some reason the only thing coming to mind is them baking together? Do as you wish lol

"I give up," Remus is practically seething. His clothes are half cake flour and half whipped cream (the latter, after an unfortunate hand-mixer catastrophe), and his hair is pushed up in all directions on his head, held back by his gold wire glasses (he's pretty sure the glasses are stuck permanently in his hair at this point, but his hands are too dirty, and he's generally not in the mood to try to get them out right now.)

"Moony, it's only cupcakes, how fucking hard can it be?"

Sirius is lounged in a kitchen chair across the room, sipping casually on a glass of red wine and looking cool and collected as a basket of cucumbers. That is an understatement. He looks better than he usually does, and it's making Remus feel like an ogre in comparison. A disgusting, confectionary-drenched ogre.

Remus squints at him. "Could have been easier if Mister O-Level Potions Master deigned to lend a hand!"

Sirius watches him for a moment, mirth twinkling in his eyes, before apparently coming to some decision and standing up. He walks languidly across the kitchen and stops in front of Remus, glass of wine still in hand, and pouts at him condescendingly. "Couldn't survive without me, could you?" He says, amused, and drags a finger through the whipped cream on Remus's cheek. He puts said finger into his mouth and sucks.

Remus sputters and spins away, shoving his burning face into the refrigerator and muttering something about needing more eggs.

[alltheyoungmoons]

Chapter II of Ghosting is out!

[green-lights-33]

i’m never not thinking about this photo and them

[selmisahar]

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[scelestic-reveries]

"You and I drink the poison from the same vine. Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time.

David Kushner - Daylight.

[sbeana]

coping by drawing them being fun and awesome and normal and silly

[evyltalks]

sirius black, trouble incarnate

[gooselycharm]

SISYPHUS GETS A 9 TO 5

[spoilers for all of severance season 1. words by northernlion, brain worms by me]

[pain-in-the-riri]

2/11 Chapters posted! I've finally started posting my long fic, Motoboy!! I'm soooo excited to share this with you guys I hope you love it! Updating every Thursday.

Motoboy

"You look a right twat," Benjy says later, and Sirius shoves him hard enough that he stumbles back and his shoe slips in the mud of the bank of the river behind the rowing shed. "Augh, you prick!" he grumbles once he regains his balance, and drags his shoe along the grass in an attempt to clean the mud off.

"I know I do," Sirius groans, letting his head fall back in irritation. It just makes him more annoyed, feeling the stiff collar of his oxford and his suit jacket dig into the back of his neck. He sighs up at the overcast sky in annoyance before giving in to his craving and pulling a pack of fags from his breast pocket. He puts one between his lips then tosses the whole box over to Benjy so he can take his own. "But don’t you know, the bloody Queen’s housemaid’s brother is to be in attendance!” He says, really emphasizing the posh RP accent, going mockingly nasally in his delivery. He sighs. “I think I'm never going to speak to any of them again once I go to uni."

Benjy snatches the lighter from Sirius's hands once he's done lighting his cigarette, and lights his own.

"Well, except Reg, obviously," Sirius adds around a puff of smoke.

"At least you look like James Bond pulling these out," Benjy says, shaking the cigarette box so that the few left inside rattle softly before handing it back to Sirius, who puts them back into his inner breast pocket with a toothy grin.

"Does that make you Pussy Galore?"

"Watch it, I'm stronger than you, you'll wind up in the middle of the river," Benjy laughs, and sinks down onto the overturned rowboat with a hole in the bottom that's been sitting behind this shed waiting for maintenance going on three years now.

Sirius snickers and drops down next to him. The boat creaks precariously for a moment before choosing, in the end, not to collapse under their weight. "That'll show old Wally, I'll saunter right on into her fancy 'Graduation Gala'—" he accentuates this with enthusiastic jazz hands "—covered in mud and smelling like fish. She'll love it."

Keep reading chapter 1 and 2 on AO3!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

He should be at the Adventurer's Guild.

[alltheyoungmoons]

Ghosting by starlingsilver

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Teddy Lupin

Summary: It's July 1998, and some haunting is afoot. Inspired by Mother Mother's 2008 song "Ghosting" and David Lowery's 2017 movie "A Ghost Story"

Remus stumbled towards the cot half-asleep, in nought but his boxers, but handsome as ever. He yawned deeply and bent down to greet his son. “‘Ello big man” he cooed. “Had a nightmare, haven’t we?” Sirius was standing too close to them and felt the need to take a step back, almost falling through the fireplace. He went to lean, or rather stand awkwardly, beside the kitchen door. He watched as the love of his life, a man he knew inside and out and who spent half his life swearing left and right that he’d be a shit father, as he rocked his baby effortlessly back to sleep. “There you go,” said Remus, when the baby stopped fussing and was sound asleep “Good job, Teddy, thank fuck”. Sirius snorted at that, and Remus’s head snapped in his general direction.

[sorrydetka]

outie mark: our wife is being TORTURED. stop having sex with helena eagan and get her OUT!

innie mark: don’t care + didn’t ask + L + ratio + you’re an alcoholic with no drip

[larri0li]

teambuilding activities