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Remus and Sirius are Lovesick

When Sirius reveals that he’s in love, Remus is devastated, wondering how anyone could possibly give Sirius the love he deserves, and he can’t help but think that maybe they should just be together. Based off the song You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift, requested by @icitlali!

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Sirius flung the bedroom door open, trudging in with a heavy weight sitting on his chest, absolutely lovesick.

James looked up from where he sat on the floor, broom and oil in hand, and narrowed his eyes as he watched Sirius shuffle from the door to his trunk, shrugging off his robe and flopping onto his mattress face first.

“Are you okay?” James asked, raising a curious eyebrow.

Sirius just groaned, partially muffled by the blankets. “No.”

“Are you dying?”

“That depends,” Sirius said, rolling over to stare at the ceiling. “Can you kill me?”

“Could,” James shrugged, casting aside his broom rounding Sirius’ bed, peering down with a bemused smirk. “Would make detention a lot less fun, though. What’s going on?”

Sirius let all the breath seep out of his lungs before he let the words fall from his lips. It was only James. He could do this. “I’m in love.”

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[agentofchaos7]

Wolfstar is my OTP, they just deserve to be happy!!! My heart, soul and fangirl is so happy!!!! I'm bursting at the seams with happiness over this story and I can't thank the author enough for the happy juices flowing through my brain!!!

[fallingstarsburn]

a very good night to everyone who writes modern aus for magical fandoms. hope you sleep very well, the side of your pillow is always cold and your phone charger works at every angle 😌😌

[zoya-nikolai]

Keep your morality policing out of fandoms. People like characters and ships bc they’re interesting- not bc they are morally pure. And if someone likes a toxic ship, it doesn’t mean something is wrong with them or that they’d support it in real life. Stop bullying ppl for what they like in fiction. If you do, you’re the one that needs to worry about your morals.

[agentofchaos7]

Thank you! Finally, it's been put into words I couldn't find!!

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Sirius: Hey, if I ate myself would I completely disappear or become twice as heavy?

Lily: *calling Remus* Remus come get your boyfriend he's scaring me again

[agentofchaos7]

But he's got a point?? What is the answer?? WHO KNOWS THE ANSWER????

[kiss--my--axe]

James: So what did you do when Remus asked to be your boyfriend?

Sirius: I panicked and dabbed.

[agentofchaos7]

We've all been there. Maybe not dabbed, but definitely been there.

[agentofchaos7]

My geometry teacher really just complained that our test took sooooo long to grade, because it was 9 pages long, but she's the one who made it 9 pages long!!!! If it's such a problem, she only has herself to blame!!

Anyways, thanks for listening to my rant, how was y'alls day?

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Harry: Hey Draco, I’m gonna visit moony and padfoot, are you coming.

Draco: You’re visiting the blood traitor?

Harry: You know I don’t like it when you call him that. Besides, why do you call him that?

Draco: Because he married that halfblood.

Harry: Draco?

Draco: Yes?

Harry: You married me.

Draco: Yes I did. What about it?

Harry:

Harry: I’ll give you some time to think about it, let it sink in.

[agentofchaos7]

Draco's a little blinded by love, that or Hermionie really did a number on him with that face whooping 😂

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Draco: Fuck the auror!

Harry, confused: I'm an auror.

Draco: [winks]

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Remus: I'm not impulsive at all!

James: Just five minutes ago you challenged Peter to a duel because he ate your cookie.

Remus: It was the last one!

[agentofchaos7]

I feel ya Remus. Except I probably would've just straight up Avada Kedavra-ed his ass 🤷‍♀️ a cookie is a cookie

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Sirius: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

James: You and me!

Sirius, tearing up: Okay.

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James: Name one thing you want to try in the bedroom.

Sirius: Seeing Remus get a full eight hours of sleep.

[agentofchaos7]

Honestly same brotatochip. I've not slept a full 8 hours of sleep since 6th grade.

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Remus writes love notes for Sirius on an old typewriter he found shoved in the corner of a dusty shop in Hogsmeade. The ink splatters sometimes, and it’s much slower than writing with a quill, but Remus can’t help but think the thin letters on the parchment are like their love; delicate and permanent, a perfect balance of caution and wild freedom. When the ink dries, Remus taps his wand against the paper, watching the corners fold into an origami bird, resting on Sirius’ pillow, waiting for his return.

It’s the best part of Sirius’ day, rushing back from class to see what Remus has written. Sometimes, it’s just a wry observation. Your shirt was on backwards today, dummy. Other times, it’s a soft declaration of love. The stars could never compare to you, the moon wishes it could be you, I’m so lucky to love you. Sirius keeps all of them in the bottom of his trunk, clutching onto those words during the darkest of nights when Remus isn’t there to hold him.

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Remus Calls Sirius ‘Love’ for the First Time

The day before the full moon, a tired, aching Remus accidentally calls Sirius ‘Love’ for the first time, which means Sirius needs to decide what Remus’ new name should be, now that they’re dating. Requested by an anon!

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“Are you sure you don’t have a fever?”

“Pretty sure.”

“What about the chills? Are you cold? You can wear my jacket,” Sirius insisted, already shedding his leather jacket and draping it over Remus’ shoulders.

Remus shook his head. “I’m fine, Pads, I’m just tired.”

“We can go back to the castle. Hogsmeade can wait.”

Glancing around at the quaint village lanes bursting with people flitting in and out of shops, the spring flowers nudging out of the damp dirt and blooming against the blue sky, Remus didn’t want to make Hogsmeade wait. And he didn’t want to disappoint Sirius, who had been looking forward to the trip for the last week.

“Let’s just sit down for a little while,” Remus suggested, looping his arm around Sirius’ like he was being an affectionate boyfriend, not like he needed to hang onto someone for support so his aching bones wouldn’t give out. “Maybe by the river?”

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Sirius and Remus: Lazy Morning Cuddles

When Sirius has absolutely no desire to go to class, he holds Remus hostage for a lazy lie-in, where they talk about when they initially realized they loved each other. Requested by an anon! 

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“We’re gonna be late for class.”

“Mh-hm.”

“And we’ll get detention again.”

“Yup.”

“We have to get up eventually.”

“Or we could just stay here,” Sirius suggested, draping his arm across Remus’ chest to keep him pinned to the bed. He blinked up at Remus, the bright morning light streaming through the windows and settling in his curls, a golden crown burning bright amidst the swath of blankets.

Remus shook his head, a lazy smile splaying on his face as he pushed a stray strand of hair back from Sirius’ face. “You make a very convincing argument, Sirius Black.”

“I know,” Sirius nods, “you should listen to me more often. I’m always right.”

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Sirius Loves Tall Remus and Panics

When Remus comes back from the summer taller, tanner, and totally irresistible, Sirius’ world is turned upside down and starts panicking about falling in love with his best friend. Requested by @simplylupin, @pushpin89, @rogryffindorqueen, @memariey, @icitlali, @wolfstarlovely, and an anon!

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Sirius had survived four years of living with Remus, watching him brush his teeth in the morning and guiding him up the stairs after he fell asleep studying in the library and holding his hand as his body slowly returned to its human form.

And then everything changed the moment fifth year began.

It started with seeing Remus on the train platform at King’s Cross, his skin tanned from laying out in the summer sun, all gangly legs and torso now that he was five inches taller. But things only got worse as the train sped through the English countryside, as Sirius realized he was spending more times staring at Remus and hoping their skin would accidentally brush than he was talking or laughing or breathing.

Halfway to Hogwarts, Remus dug into his bag and pulled out his robe, slipping it over his shoulders and proudly adjusting his Prefect badge on his collar. It wasn’t very big, nor particularly gaudy, but it filled every cavity of Remus’ body with a confidence Sirius had never seen before. Remus’ shoulders were straighter, his nose tipped in the air, his smile undeniable as he nodded to himself.

“How do I look?” He asked Sirius and James, twisting and turning. “Do I look like a Prefect?”

“You look the same,” James teased.

But Sirius couldn’t disagree more. This was a different Remus. New, but not unfamiliar. It was the Remus that Sirius knew was hiding beneath a sheepish exterior for far too long, finally clawing to the surface. “I think you look perfect.”

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[agentofchaos7]

Damn, if it was a job to just sit here and think my thoughts, is excel. Kinda like a philosopher but better. I think about everything and can go off on a tangible that's actually interesting about almost everything.

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At Remus and Sirius’ wedding, James saunters up to the microphone, champagne glass in hand, ready to give his best man speech. It’s the moment Sirius has been waiting for, watching that devious glint build behind James’ glasses all day, and he braces for what is about to come out of his mouth. James looks around the room at the friends and family who came, and then his eyes land on Sirius and Remus, hands laced together on the table, wedding bands catching the afternoon sunlight.

And suddenly he doesn’t see two dashing young men in suits. He sees two little idiots squished on the train, gazing across the room when the other isn’t looking, accidentally falling asleep together on the couch. Just two broken boys who found each other, who loved each other endlessly, and, despite everything, made it out alive. James holds up his glass. To my Moony and Padfoot…