U dont understand i had to write the first 70,000 words because if i didnt the sex wouldnt be as perilous or emotionally fraught. Which is the POINT.
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@always-pining
U dont understand i had to write the first 70,000 words because if i didnt the sex wouldnt be as perilous or emotionally fraught. Which is the POINT.
no strings attached? 🎸
there’s something so very beautiful about sirius, who was raised to prize elegance and perfection, falling head over heels for remus, who had to accept the reality of being a monster and believing someone like sirius would never even look his way, because sirius could only ever be drawn to extraordinary things. little does he know that sirius has never found anything more extraordinary than a lanky boy with unruly curls, freckles, a tooth gap, and a heart too big for his own good
June Reading Wrap-Up
this month, I did have to put myself on a screen-time restriction after going Insane™ and posting seven times in two weeks.
which means a little less fic reading this month as I went outside, read physical books, and watched hours and hours of world cup games, recaps, highlights, and hot takes c/o the husband (which, yes, is actually also screentime).
still, so many great reads this month! quality over quantity, eh? and now my eyesight is reset, my heart is pure, my mind is open, and I'm so ready to read more in july.
keep reading for this month's recs!
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hi!! <3 last winter, I started exactly three Christmas-themed fics, and only finished one. but this one still gets worked on from time to time, and I hope to have a completed version before this year's holiday season.
ft. bitter, lonely, professor Sirius Black (who may or may not be visited by three ghosts later in the evening)
Six years later, Sirius Black is fifty-six and freezing. His bones feel much older than fifty-six—somewhere near a hundred. He thinks about how spry and mobile old Dumbledore had been, even at the end of his life. How had that been possible? He must have been somewhere near a hundred and fifty, and still hopping around like a sprite. Another humbug. Aging poorly, with brittle wrists and creaking knees and a right hip that bothers him significantly this time of year. Depending on the day, he blames either the years spent hunched over a broomstick playing Quidditch or the bitterness of his life or the old ex-boyfriend (you know the one) for leaving him half-decrepit and withering before his sixties.
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oh hi!! :) here is a little something from a fic I've been fondly returning to lately, maybe soon it will see the light of day!
for context, Sirius works at the Potters' family-owned Mexican restaurant:
It went like this: The front door opened; a little bell rang; Sirius saw him, standing in their entryway; the song started to play over the restaurant's speakers; in the kitchen, he could hear Monty calling for his wife, pulling her into a dance just like he always did any time Pedro Infante started to sing. It happened this quickly: Sirius kept his eyes on the man, still standing in the doorway and holding up one finger, table for one. The man did not notice Sirius. But Sirius could not help but notice him. "I've got this one," Sirius said on autopilot, placing a hand on James's chest before he could walk past him to the man's corner booth. James laughed knowingly. "You always like the tall ones."
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hi!!! here's something from the doc that's currently open, the next chapter of you're the one (I want to go through time with) <3
"I'm never having children," he tells Moony, whilst the girls giggle and chase after a soaring teacup—a chipped one, so it's no real loss should it come accidentally tumbling to the ground. "Bit hard, that," Remus remarks, right as always. "Considering."
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For every “🌹” received in my inbox I’ll post one random sentence/snippet of a random WIP I’m currently writing
I've decided it's actually very noble of me to still have so many typos in my writing when I send it to other people. that's how you know a human wrote it. it's not embarrassing that I still don't know how to spell occasionally. it's all in the name of the fight against AI. I'm brave
I love tumblr because somehow I can end up being mutuals with a celebrity (someone that wrote a fic that I loved)
can’t go wrong with pining while fucking as a trope. truly it has it all. pining. awkward sexual situations. weapons grade insecurity for all parties involved. the desperation as they inevitably fall further and further while hating themselves for being unable to stick to the contract of no strings attached. etc. you understand
You're the One (I Want to Go Through Time With)
Or: Five times Remus Lupin and Sirius Black get married, and one time they don't.
new WIP because I have no self-control!
and because I read one too many canon-universe fics and decided I needed to rewrite history, marry them five times, and let them grow old together. <3
chapter one is a Hogwarts-era class assignment that leads to kissing
Chapter Two: For the War is posted!
"There is a war on. He's made peace with dying. If his time runs out, he'd like to know for certain he's spent most of it with Remus Lupin, no matter what anyone says or thinks or knows about that."
here’s Chapter Three: In Their Bed! 👀
"Do you wish," fuck, fuck, fuck—Sirius stops mid-sentence, the mortifying prospect of vulnerability lodging in his throat. He swallows and, somehow, manages to finish the thought. "Do you wish we could get married?"
Every month on the 2Wolf2Star Discord server we have monthly prompts that can be used by our members to create fics, fan art, playlists, or anything else that they can come up with! Here are some of fics that were born from May's prompts.
Would you like to participate in June's Wobbles? Come join us on Discord (invite link in pinned post!) We're now opening up the prompts to everyone outside of the server once the month has passed, so if you would like to participate you can find the collection here, and May's prompts were: restaurant, sleeping bag, speed dating, misunderstandings, and costumes. Any submissions must feature Wolfstar as the main pairing!
Please be sure to kudos and comment on these absolutely wonderful works!
Would You Still Love Me if I Were Polyjuiced Into Someone Else? by @always-pining
"Just say yes to the Polyjuice, Remus," Sirius sighed. "Say yes. Meet me again as a stranger, lie about your life, I'll lie about mine, and see if you match with me in the end. If you do, I'll let this go." "And if we don't match?" "Then, I don't know. Then at least we'll know." Remus turns forty-two. Sirius has a crisis about it. [Teen | 4,131 words]
Why don't you stay for the night? Or maybe a bite? by @shunstanpike
Sirius and Remus's friends tell them to go to a "camp themed" speed dating event. They have different ideas of what this means. [Teen | 1,982 words]
from something to nothing to something again by @superficialextent
In 2018, Remus Lupin walked out of Sirius’s life with no warning, no apologies, and no explanation. Sirius learns to be fine with it, he grows his life and his success into something most people would only dream of. He travels, he works, he’s on billboards, he’s got a nephew on the way. He’s doing more than fine. Until Remus comes back after eight years of nothing, looking gloriously sun kissed and freckled from two years in the Mediterranean. Suddenly Sirius is not fine anymore. [Explicit | 25,708 words]
some of yall didnt go insane at 15 and it shows
pinterest tag game
ty for the tag @fruityindividual, this reminds me of my highly curated middle school Facebook flair board
9 pins that feel like me 🙂↕️
np tagging @brandileigh2003 @igetje @a-pine-cone @mybelovedmoon @barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting @madefortherain @theoryofanamnesis and anyone else seeing this, I’d love to see the Pinterest you !!
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Remus has never met a problem he couldn't make significantly more complicated by keeping it to himself.