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[digital-kam]

when snape says “look at you bickering like an old married couple” about wolfstar in canon

[my-castles-crumbling]

lesbian - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 335

"What's a lesbian?"

It's the first thing Sirius says as he walks into the third year boys dorm room, and James shoots straight up in bed, shocked, as Peter lets out a yelp of laughter. Remus has a look on his face like he'd rather be anywhere but here.

James recovers first. "Uh, mate? Not that I mind discussing these things, but...that's a real conversation starter at ten at night on a Wednesday."

Sirius shrugs, flopping into bed. "McKinnon broke it off with me because she's a 'lesbian.' I'm, like, cool with it, but what IS that, you know? Like is she telling me she's into feet or some shit?"

Peter's crying laughing, and James has to take a moment to remind himself that Sirius's family is full of shit people who haven't educated him about anything.

"Sorry she broke up with you, mate. That, uh, sucks," Remus pipes up, finally speaking after breathing several deep breaths.

"Ah, nah, it's not a big deal. She was great at snogging, but I think we're fine as friends," Sirius shrugs. "But what's--"

"Lesbians are birds who date birds," James answers bluntly, because Effie'd explained the term to him long ago, and he's very educated on these matters.

"They scissor and stuff," Peter adds knowledgably, face serious for only a moment before he smirks.

"Wait–what?" Sirius asks, eyes wide.

"Scissor! I think that's when two girls kiss while cutting each others' hair, you know? To look pretty, or whatever," Peter explains.

"Nah, mate, that's when--"

But Sirius is, evidently, not paying attention. "No, like–girls can date girls?" he clarifies, eyes wide. "That's allowed? I thought it was, like, illegal?"

And the room is silent for a long time, before James says simply, "Yeah, Pads. S'like, a thing."

It's then that he notices how quiet Remus is.

And how Sirius's eyes have gone huge, and how he keeps looking directly at Remus, his face bright red and full of longing.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Well that's interesting, isn't it?

[acxllx]

🚬🐺…

[meowbox18]

remus is the one who always has stomach medicine, ibuprofen, bandaids- whatever you need, because this dude always has something wrong with him

[starcroww]

I need Remus to be sick with how much he wants Sirius. I need him dancing with Sirius at a club or a party then sobbing and throwing up in a dingy bathroom after because he is so disgustingly ill with want.

[acxllx]

oh to hug ur best friend 😮‍💨

[ourstarman]

Whenever Remus is mad or frustrated and Sirius happens to be around he'll aways take a moment to steady his breathing and whisper a gentle "I'm not mad at you," because even if Sirius never says anything he can see the fear in his grey eyes and tense shoulders and Remus refuses to be the reason his boyfriend feels that way

[someone-elseworld]

Sirius Black who never wears a jacket so he doesn't ruin his outfit

And

Remus Lupin who ends up giving him his jacket because he's too hot and his boyfriend's freezing.

[princesswidget]

Remus complains about how he's already going gray as a teenager, but then Sirius looks at him and says "It'll match my eyes, though" and suddenly Remus doesn't have a problem with it anymore.

[moonandstarshangoutinbars]

remus never wipes away marks from sirius' lipstick/lipgloss so he's just walking around with faint lipstick all over his own lips and cheeks and forehead and neck and wrist and collarbones like a little slut

[my-castles-crumbling]

criminal - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 397

"Sorry," Sirius muttered into the awkward silence, eyes cast downward into the depths of his mug as he sat at Remus's ancient table, the chair creaking under his meager weight. "Don't mean to put you out."

Remus, who had also been sitting awkwardly, gnawing at his lip and tapping his foot in obvious anxiety, looked over to Sirius in confusion. "What? Pa–Sirius, what the fuck're you talking about?"

He smiled wryly, trying not to let the fact that Remus had avoided his old nickname stab him in the heart. "You're harboring a criminal. Probably not ideal."

But now Remus leaned forward, closer than he'd been since the hug they'd shared a year ago. "I'm helping an innocent man. There's a difference."

"Not in the eyes of the law. Not right now."

"Well it's different in my eyes. To me. I'm not just going to let my- my-" But Remus cut himself off, looking flustered, as he grappled for words. "I'm not going to let you stay out there," he finished, nose wrinkled. "Not when I could do something."

But Sirius desperately wanted to hear the end of the sentence Remus had avoided. Smiling wryly, feeling like he had nothing to lose, he gazed over at the taller man. "Even after all these years, we still can't define what we are to each other, eh, Moons?"

He said it lightly, but he felt his heart hammering in his brittle ribs. 

Remus's returning glare was piercing. "I'm not–we're–it's been so long, Sirius..." he murmured, expression tortured. "You've been through hell, the world is upside down, and–"

"Sure," he cut him off, a little flare of irritation igniting in his chest, "so shall we wait until the next time one of us gets through with over a decade in prison?"

Remus flinched, hissing as if in pain. "That's not what I mean."

"Oh? Then what do you mean? Because I mean that I've waited long enough. I'm done being scared. Where am I sleeping tonight, Remus?" Sirius challenged, absolutely terrified that he'd pushed too much, the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Thankfully, though, the taller man's eyes filled with something akin to adoration as a small, resigned smile formed on his face. "If you thought you were sleeping anywhere other than my bed, Padfoot..." he began shaking his head fondly.

Sirius broke into a relieved grin. "That's what I thought."

[ourstarman]

Sirius Black in low rise flare jeans you will always be famous

[someone-elseworld]

Sirius rambling about random stuff that happened to him but loses all his confidence when Remus looks straight into his eyes.

Little does he know, Remus is genuinely trying to focus on another part of his face because if he continues looking at his lips, he knows he will kiss him.

[moonypuunk]

wolfstar sketches to get out of artblock <3

[acxllx]

🐺⭐️

[sodann]

Possessive Sirius? I say yes.

[digital-kam]

the concept: Ilya finding peace, accepting love, and leaving Russia. It’s a journey filled with confusion, self-doubt, and inner conflict but his mama sent him a sign she’s with him and proud of him 🦋