#zo tag

[lynxindisguise]

*sniffs air* is that... pisces season?!? wishing the happiest of birthdays to the dampest of them all @spindrifters! the boys are dressing appropriately for the occasion...

"Happy Valentine's Day, Moons."

The box is deceptively non-threatening: plain cardboard tied with gold ribbon. But Sirius has that all too familiar glint in his eyes, the one that once meant they'd be spending the evening in detention.

Lips pressed together, Remus holds his husband's gaze as he opens the box—slowly, just in case something jumps out at him.

Inside is a simple, olive green corset. Soft, sturdy suede with delicate embroidery along the edges. "Not really your style, is it?"

"No." Sirius smirks. "It's yours. It's for you."

"You want me to wear this?"

"Desperately."

Remus sighs, suddenly nostalgic for the year he was gifted 'moon' themed boxers. "That isn't a present, Pads; that's torture."

"Oh, just try it."

"What's it going to suck in? My ribs?"

"It'll be good for your posture."

"My posture?" He cracks a grin. "Made you wear corsets in your Pureblood etiquette classes, did they?"

Ignoring his question, Sirius removes the corset from the box and sets about loosening the laces for him. "Take off your jumper."

Resigned to his fate, he peels off his jumper with far less enthusiasm than he was hoping would be the case tonight.

He's left winded just from yanking the corset over his shoulders. Sirius tuts and gently pulls it the rest of the way down for him.

"As a proud member of the working class, I thought you'd appreciate a front-lace one. I can still help lace you up though... if you like..." His fingers run teasingly up his front, toying with the laces.

"Not too tight," Remus grumbles. "I'll get light-headed."

"Don't worry; we'll get you a fainting couch."

His scowl gives way to a gasp as Sirius tugs, exposing a bit more give at his belly than he was expecting. Those elegant fingers work their way up slowly, reverently, lips pouted in concentration. The strange intimacy of it momentarily distracts him from the way his spine is straightening, shoulders rolling back.

"Moony!" Sirius exclaims as he ties off the laces in a perfect bow. "Are you actually taller than me? Are those shoulders I see?"

He rolls his eyes and hunches instinctively—or he tries to, but the corset doesn't allow it.

"I'm not taking the piss," Sirius insists. "You look so fucking fit, Moons. Makes me want to fuck you in a haystack or something. Come look at yourself."

Sirius drags him to the mirror—a place he generally ignores.

It isn’t horrible. His shoulders and chest do look broader, creating the illusion of a v-shape. And the colour suits him, and he supposes, on the whole, he feels rather… pretty. It's a silly thought, even sillier for inciting a prickle behind his eyes.

“Knew you’d like it,” Sirius says, annoyingly smug.

“It’s alright.” He shrugs. “Do you want me to wear this tonight, then?”

“No, keep it on.”

Sometimes he forgets that he married a madman. “I’m not wearing this to dinner.”

“Wear your jumper over it.” Sirius hands him back his jumper, and he knows there’s no arguing it.

He consults the mirror to see how ridiculous he looks, only to find that he simply seems more… erect. Confident, even.

“Oh will you just admit you like it?”

“It’s… surprisingly comfortable,” he concedes.

Sirius snorts. “I’ll get you a prettier one for your birthday. One with little bows and lace maybe. Or shiny teal one. Make you feel like a... sexy grindylow.”

“A sexy grindylow.”

“Yes.”

“You want to fuck a sexy grindylow?”

“I mean…” Sirius laces their fingers together, teeth grazing his lower lip. "Do you think Jeff would go for it?"

Remus shakes his head, desperately jostling away the image of Sirius and his grindylow godfather before plucking a kiss from his lips.

Sirius beams, gorgeous and glowing. "Happy Valentine's Day, Remus."

"Happy Valentine's Day, love. Are you ready for your present now?"

And well, Sirius isn't the only one with a telling glint of mischief in his eyes.

His husband arches a knowing brow. "Am I?"

He struggles to keep a straight face as he hands him the box, watching the first crackle of laughter cross Sirius's face as he opens it.

They both break as he lifts the collar—red with gold spikes—from the box, doubling over at the sight of the heart-shaped tag bearing Remus's contact information.

"I hate you," Sirius wheezes, wiping tears from the crinkled corners of his eyes.

"I love you too, darling." He smirks. "Do you need help putting it on?"

[castielsparkle]

it's always sunny in philadelphia s14e5 | supernatural s5e3

[kaaaaaaarf]

remus has a picture of marx in his locker... and next to his bed... and on the front of all his notebooks. he printed them out and cut and pasted them on so lovingly even though they were sopping wet with ink.

Oh, absolutely! He has pink hearts drawn around all of the pictures, and his notebook is full of y/n Marx fanfic and doodles of RJL + KM, and Mr Remus Marx/Mr Karl Lupin in even more hearts. Sirius is so jealous—sadly Sirius is but a boy, and Remus needs a man (who knows how to sieze the means of his production...in the sack).

[polaroidcats]

the way I almost airdropped this to my dad instead of myself skfjfkf it’s not full nsfw but u can use ur imagination but didn’t want to let commie Remus down (and zo I added the chamber stick last minute!!)

this is a MASTERPIECE i am so honored to have this on my blog skye!!!! thank you (and commie remus) and @spindrifters for this!!!!!!! I am forever jealous of their sexy sleep attire and fully support them being warm and cosy to have some hot damp sex!!

[soloorganaas]

top five things that aren’t technically gay but are actually definitely gay

AHAHAHA ZO I LOVE YOU

1. trauma dumping within the first five minutes of meeting someone

2. misunderstood villains

3. online friendships

4. slutty turtlenecks

5. every single character in the sw mandoverse

[delicatefalice]

he’s just like me

[angelfruittree]

sunday surprise

I-

[crushofdoves]

checking the group chat on my lunch like 🧍‍♀️

[deedis]

IM A KEITH GIRLY IM SORRY 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

fine. FINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fine. its ok. im letting it slide for you zo. Okay? JUST KIDDING!!!!!! KEITHS A CUTIE PATOOTIE TOO!!!!!!! LA LALALALALALA PEAVE AND LOVE IN DA VOLTRON FANDOM!!!!!!

[magdaclaire]

BEAT SHEET BOOK CLUB

HAND IN UNLOVEABLE HAND

[lynxindisguise]

give us the dl on how remus accidentally steps into the muggle realm, everyone on tiktok thinks he's just really good at cosplay while he's genuinely just trying to figure out how to get back home and becoming increasingly baffled by this social media popularity

okay so what if. WHAT IF. remus follows sirius in to the veil and winds up in the muggle realm. and he's sure sirius has to be here too, but he has no idea how to find him.

after a few unsuccessful plans (lost dog posters, etc.), he decides he's going to put his face out there and let sirius come to him.

which is how he discovers tiktok, and it immediately diagnoses him as autistic so all he sees are people info-dumping about their hyperfixations, so he makes a ten minute video about bogs or something, and suddenly he's got marauders girlies being like "omg this is such a good cosplay you look just like remus" and he's like "what??? I am remus???"

so he just keeps making random videos, and he's getting sooo many followers who leave the weirdest comments, but they seem harmless enough?? so then he starts putting out feelers for sirius, and suddenly everyone is tagging him in videos of imposters claiming to be sirius??? as if he wouldn't know what his own husband looks like??? babyboy is SO confused :'(

meanwhile sirius joined a cult because he thought they had actual magic and would help him get back home, but then he realised it was all a sham, and overthrew the cult leader, so now he's just leading a cult in the middle of nowhere trying to find a way to access magic.

[castielsparkle]

CONGRATS wrapping up sim 1

@willbyerspsychosis @castielsprostate @destielgaysex @michaelsworddean @trannydean @eggchef @faithdeans @flockdog @casfacers @soupernatural @babytrain @deer-motif @t4tdexter THANK YOU FOR YOUR PARTICIPATIONS

[kaaaaaaarf]

I don't know if 'zo' is mean or easy but I'm excited to find out!

Ha! Oh good question, let's see...

Zungguzungguguzungguzeng by Yellowman Over and Over by Hot Chip

Send me your name and i’ll make a mini playlist with the letters in your name

[soloorganaas]

hey tasha I’m not caught up w this season yet so I’m going purely off your reblogs but does the armorer fuck with her helmet on

ty zo for asking the important questions as always 🙏🏻

in line with its importance I did a lot of reflection and research on the Way of the Mand’alor to find an answer. also bc the religious law aspects of it fascinate me. there aren’t many clear and specific details on this tenet beyond “don’t take your helmet off” so to answer this q I’m going to extrapolate from both the law itself and my interpretation of its purpose, as is ✨the way✨ of my Jewish ancestors

to me this tenet is about being the pure and uncompromising embodiment of a Mandalorian. armour is both a representation of identity and serves a practical purpose, both of which are tied together - it shows that you are a warrior and allows you to be a warrior. whenever we see Mandalorians in any context, they almost always have their full armour on, with or without the helmet. when wearing their armour they are always ready for battle and their duties as Mandalorians, but then their appearance as Mandalorians also carries with it the expectation of an honour code

obviously the notable exception to this is the politicians and citizens we see in Duchess Satine’s New Mandalore before it falls deeply into civil war. but it’s this turning away from the traditions of Mandalore that drives so many Mandalorian resistance and terrorist groups to battle against Satine’s government which ultimately spirals into the wars that break Mandalore apart

the most extreme devotees to armour and the traditions of the Mandalorians are Children of the Watch, of which the Armorer and the Tribe are part of. for them, not removing your helmet stems from adherence to the Way, the ancient practice of the Mandalorians that had fallen largely out of style by the time of the Empire. given the importance all Mandalorians still place on wearing their armour in some form in the modern era, I imagine adherence to the Way gradually evolved over the centuries to become less strict and more in tune with the practicalities of life, meaning Mandalorians could take their helmets off for example

this is pretty comparable to how Judaism evolved over time. Bo Katan is very much a “secular” Mandalorian in that she took the Creed but didn’t place much religious meaning in it, but she’s still devoted to her people and being a Mandalorian above all. similarly, Children of the Watch are something akin to Haredi Jews, whose extreme adherence to Jewish law evolved as a reaction to Jews falling away from religious practice in the late 19th/early 20th centuries. Children of the Watch was established some time during the reign of the Empire, after 19 BBY but before the Great Purge in 2/1 BBY, as a reaction to how other Mandalorians had abandoned the Way

so what I take this all to mean is that the ideology of the Tribe and the law of the Way which dictates never removing your helmet is about the absolutely permanent representation of being a Mandalorian and existence as a warrior, so that your enemies can simply never see you as otherwise. with your face covered they can never see your vulnerability or your emotions, they can only strength, power and tradition. in practical terms you are literally always ready for battle. so to be without any part of their armour would leave them vulnerable both in terms of the monopoly they have over their identity and others’ pereception of them, but also physically as people who are always “both hunter and prey”. it’s not actually about not removing the helmet specifically, it’s about not removing any of the armour. it’s just that not removing their helmets is what distinguishes them from less orthodox Mandalorians

the law is just an expression of the broader purpose and history of Mandalorian armour. the law isn’t inherently the reason itself - although like all orthodox religions that nuance tends to get lost amongst the strict adherence to the law. Din, for example, won’t remove his helmet even if he’s mortally injured and needs medical assistance. the Armourer is just as a devout but also incredibly intelligent and with a rich understanding of the Way and its purpose in Mandalorian life, so I have to wonder what her own interpretations and boundaries are

despite the law, we know orthodox Mandalorians do actually take their helmets off for practicalities: they take them off at least daily if they’re alone (Din mentions this to a non-Mandalorian in season 1 ep 4); we know they take them off to eat; they presumably take their armour off to wash and sleep. from this we can assume that when wearing the armour isn’t practical and/or doesn’t align with the inherent purpose, it’s acceptable to remove. and we know the Tribe have kids and families so they definitely do fuck

so my thought is essentially that if you’re in a situation of vulnerability and intimacy where there’s no purpose in having your armour on and taking it off wouldn’t make you less of a Mandalorian then yeah, you do remove it. if you’re married to someone, bound to that person through all the joys and hardships central to Mandalorian life, then that’s a closeness where the need for the identity and protection of armour can sometimes be relinquished. and on a practical level, you need to take at least some of your armour off to have kids, so I think adherents to the Way would have found a justification for it, as all orthodox religions do. both hijabis and married Jewish women can take their hair coverings off at home around their husbands/kids/siblings/parents because, essentially, the protection hair coverings offer against immodesty isn’t necessary, and there’s no loss of identity around your close family (painting with a broad interpretive brush here)

given the extreme to which the Tribe take their adherence to the Way I’m going to imagine this bar is very high. like you and your life partner alone in bed is the only time allowed, you know. no lounging in swimming pools together or going down on your gf in a public bathroom

so, essentially: I don’t think it’s a matter of the Armorer fucking with her helmet on and taking the rest of her armour off (or even part of it) bc it just doesn’t make sense. but I think if she and Bo made some life long commitment to each other (like lighting the Great Forge together at the reclamation of Mandalore idk I’m just spitballing here) then it would be ✨acceptable✨ to take their armour off for each other when they’re alone

thank you for coming to my ted talk

[kaleidoscopexsighs]

AKDJFUSDHD I HAVE BEEN OFF TUMBLR ALL DAY BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEET KELS

a pisces logs on precisely when they mean to!! thank you zo 💘

[angelfruittree]

could be barty