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she/her, 18, wolfstar truther

[mothgf]

hey if we’re mutuals you can literally interact w me whenever. send me whatever u want i will probably be very excited

[lov3ercomeover]

Remus is the normal basic boyfriend and Sirius is his goth boyfriend with a snake bite piercing, helix piercing and constellation tattoos with a winged eyeliner and his iconic 90s grunge fashion

[ricochetyears]

what do u think modern wolfstar would study? i loveee good doctor fics so rn im very deep in doctor remus / nurse sirius territory, love to hear ur opinions!!

you just hit my absolute sweet spot with the doctors au, yes please and thank you, let’s focus on that one

i think remus could be a pediatrician. it just fits him. he’s got that gentle, calm demeanor that immediately puts worried parents and scared kids at ease. he’s patient, explains things in a soothing voice, and keeps a stash of cool stickers and lollipops in his desk drawer

he's utterly beloved by his tiny patients, who draw him pictures of “dr. moony” with a big smile

he's probably always a little bit behind on his notes because he spends too long making sure everyone feels truly heard.

sirius could be the neurosurgeon (or trauma surgeon, because chaos). like, hear me out. he has the steadiest hands, an almost arrogant confidence that's backed up by pure skill, and a fierce dedication to saving lives

his smartass mouth is legendary in the OR, usually dishing out witty remarks to keep the tension from crushing everyone

he’s the one who pulls off the impossible surgeries everyone else shakes their heads at. everyone in the hospital respects him, even if they’re a little intimidated by his intensity

they work at the same (very large, very busy) hospital. remus’ office is on the peds floor, sirius is usually up in neuro or the main OR wing

they rarely see each other during the day, but sometimes remus will catch a glimpse of sirius, striding purposefully, scrubs a little rumpled, hair falling artfully into his eyes, and remus’ heart will do a stupid little flutter

sirius, on the other hand, will occasionally pop down to peds for a “consult” (really just to steal a moment with remus and maybe snag one of his good lollipops)

when they do interact professionally (maybe sirius needs to check on a neuro referral for one of remus’ patients or smth), it's all polite, detached professionalism, like “good day, doctor lupin” and “nice to see you, doctor black”. their colleagues find it charmingly old-school, oblivious to the simmering devotion beneath the surface

if we’re talking about them being in a relationship: they both work brutal hours and pull long shifts. remus comes home drained from comforting families, sirius comes home buzzing with adrenaline from a 10-hour surgery. they don’t always need to talk about it, because holding each other in silence is enough

if sirius finishes late, remus will have snacks ready, maybe a hot bath drawn, and definitely a record playing softly. if remus has had a particularly rough day, sirius will take charge, making tea, rubbing his temples, and reminding him of all the good he does. there’s always a lot of gentle touch, like shoulder rubs, hair strokes, just keeping a comforting hand on each other

remus’ heart swells when he hears a junior doctor praise sirius’ incredible surgical skill. sirius, in turn, will fiercely defend remus’ gentle approach, knowing it saves people in a way his scalpel never could. he'll sometimes sneak a peek at the thank-you cards remus gets, and his chest goes tight with love for the man who makes such a quiet, profound difference

sirius leaves little notes in remus’ lunch bag (if remus remembers to take one to work). remus always makes sure sirius has his favorite coffee ready before the shift starts

and i mean, like, they get it. they understand the toll their jobs take, the weight of responsibility, the moments of despair and the flashes of triumph. they don't judge each other’s coping mechanisms (sirius’ loud music and chain smoking, remus’ chain smoking and quiet tv). instead, they offer unconditional support and love, knowing that they are each other’s rock in a world that often demands too much

when they get a night off together, it's sacred. sometimes it’s fancy dinners, sometimes it’s ordering terrible takeout and watching a bad movie. they’re just happy to be horizontal with each other like that. there’s always a lot of hand-holding, soft kisses, and the comfort of just existing together, away from the beeping machines and the sterile smell of the hospital

this got me absolutely buzzingggg! thank you for the ask! <3

[sspadfoot]

hulloooo!! can we get some religious guilt hcs with wolfstar?:(

Hello lovey, of course!! PSA: I'm not religious at all and never have been so this is purely based on knowledge

I'd like to think that both boys have some sort of religious guilt but both for different reasons

Remus grew up in a smaller city where people were tight-knit and would attend church every Sunday in his best clothes that his mum would fix up for him. His religion stemmed from his parents who were also raised religiously. They weren't unbelievably strict, though religion was something they always relied on and something none of them could truly detach from

On the other hand, Sirius grew up in a more strict religious household (more likely literalists) his parents would take everything word for word and would not let their boys stray from it whatsoever. They would attend church every Sunday as well as going other times of the week to repent and ask for forgiveness

Despite being in a loving family, Remus' relationship with religion was tricky. He didn't want to detach himself, but there was always a nagging feeling telling him he didn't belong. It wasn't something he agreed with. And it didn't help that his parents loved God and the comfort it gave them when times were tough. But despite that feeling, his love for his parents was stronger than his insecurities.

And, his small town didn't help with his debate because everybody knew everything everybody and with a situation like this they would be shunned out of town because that was just the way their life worked.

Because of that, Remus stayed, despite being somewhat of a non-believer. But even when he had that feeling, he couldn't help but turn to God in situations where it seemed like nothing else could help.

When he began gaining feelings for boys, he would go to church more often, praying and begging for forgiveness for a feeling that wouldn't go away. But the sin lingered and grew, and so did Remus' confidence in himself. Especially after he left his small town.

For Sirius it was slightly different. His parents were cruel and there was no room for anything other than God, it was something Sirius always knew. But Sirius did not, whatsoever, believe in God. He had suffered too much to still believe in an omnibenevolent God. So, as soon as he could, he detached himself from the religion.

When he went to church, he wouldn't sing the hymns nor would he dress up appropriately because it didn't feel right. He wouldn't pray or ask for forgiveness and he wouldn't read his bible or connect with the words written. But when there were no eyes on him, he would go to Church, even if it was only for a few minutes, to sit and collect himself because there was always that feeling of comfort.

When he had sex with a guy for the first time, Sirius' first reaction was to ask for forgiveness. He cried to himself quietly as he whispered the words, 'God, please forgive me for my sins.'' Because no matter what happened, Sirius didn't want to end up in a place of eternal fire and pain, his life was already bad.

But despite the begging, praying, and crying, there was no moment where Sirius felt truly connected to God. Never.

When Sirius & Remus got together, it was a long, painstaking moment. They couldn't help but feel sick that they both wanted each other to deeply, and they both loved each other more than they could ever love a God.

Tysm for this ask, I really loved it!

[ricochetyears]

hi nini! pillow princess sirius. thats it. thanks for coming to my ted talk...

hello love <3 pillow princess sirius is a very valid take actually. thank you for your service. here are a few of my thoughts on this:

even when lying back lazily, sirius’ body language makes it obvious he’s completely into remus’ attention. he lets remus adjust the pillows under his head and shoulders, murmuring approval while he luxuriates in the comfort

remus brushes stray hairs from sirius’ forehead and behind his ears while holding him down, and sirius always blushes

he’s absolutely the type to dramatically flop onto a bed and go “come here” like he’s the one in charge (he’s not)

remus always gently holds sirius’ wrists to guide his hands to where he wants them

while holding sirius close, remus keeps adjusting blankets and pillows, murmuring, “better, baby?” to make sure sirius feels comfortable

sirius will receive all the affection he can get and purr under it, giving little reciprocation but plenty of subtle reactions like moans, shivers, and tiny smiles

he may pout or protest playfully, but he’s secretly thriving on being pampered, held, and doted on by remus

whenever he rides remus, there’s very little work from him. he would just sit there and look pretty with his beautiful wavy hair falling into his face while remus works for two

he enjoys missionary and doggy very much because he can just lay there and get fucked within an inch of his life without doing anything to contribute (he especially loves missionary because he can watch his lovely boy work harddd to please him)

remus finds it impossible to resist him because sirius’ smug exterior crumbles the moment he’s touched or cared for

sirius loves having his hair played with. will 100% climax mid-intercourse if remus keeps doing it, especially massaging his scalp with his fingertips

sirius loves lazily reaching for remus’ hand only to have remus guide it back to stroking his hair or tracing his jaw

remus always adjusts the lighting or opens a window for a cool breeze, just for sirius’ comfort, and sirius basks in the attention without lifting a finger

this is all i could think of right now! <3

[flospian]

i remember there was a thing in tiktok where a person would study until one of the baristas' shift is over, so this with wolfstar. remus going to the same cafe and studying until hot, black haired barista who keeps looking at him finishes his shift.

[flospian]

I MADE WOLFSTAR. THEY ARE SLEEPING ON THE BED TOGETHER, AND THEIR LITTLE CAT MOONY SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR!!!!!!!!! also the little bow on remus' head :(( sirius' hair :((( love them

[ricochetyears]

hey!! i saw ur sirius with oral fixation repost and now wondering if we will get any headcanons on that 🫣🫣🥳❣️

hello hello my love, of course 😈

sirius has this unconscious habit of always needing something between his lips or teeth: pen caps, the edge of his thumbnail, the straw in his drink, it doesn’t matter. remus notices it early on and starts carrying little things in his pocket just for him, like toothpicks, those sour strips, even a spare silicone hair tie sirius can chew on when he’s fidgety during long drives or late-night talks.

it gets intimate fast. when they’re curled up on the couch watching something mindless, sirius will absentmindedly nuzzle into remus’ neck and start mouthing at the skin there, giving him soft presses of lips or little sucks that leave faint marks.

the more stressed sirius is (work bullshit, family echoes, whatever), the more he seeks out remus’ fingers. he’ll tug remus’ hand to his mouth mid-conversation, nip lazily on two knuckles while maintaining eye contact, all until remus’ voice cracks and the conversation dies.

sirius loves giving head not just for the act itself but for the way it occupies him completely, mouth full, jaw working, every sense tuned to remus’ reactions. he’ll drag it out on purpose, humming around him, taking breaks just to lick and kiss and breathe hot against sensitive skin, because the fixation makes him greedy for the taste and the weight and the way remus’ thighs tremble.

they turn it playful sometimes. like remus will eat an ice lolly in front of sirius on a hot day, knowing exactly what it does, so sirius ends up on his knees ten minutes later, trading the cold sweetness for something warmer and far more urgent.

mornings are lazy and specifically steamy when sirius wakes up with that restless energy and crawls down the bed before remus is fully conscious, mouthing at him through his boxers until remus wakes gasping.

remus starts keeping flavored lip balm in the nightstand because sirius gets obsessed with the taste when they kiss for hours, licking it off remus’ lips until they’re both slick and breathless and grinding against each other with no real rush to finish.

sometimes it’s not sexual at all, obviously, like sirius will kiss remus’ palm and hold it there against his lips during a tough phone call, drawing comfort from the contact because it’s the only thing keeping him steady.

sirius steals remus’ cigarettes just to roll the filter between his lips and tongue while they’re smoking on the fire escape, eyes half-lidded, until remus finally yanks it away and replaces it with his lips.

after arguments, sirius’ fixation turns soft and apologetic, and he crawls into remus’ lap, tucks his face against his throat, and just presses his lips to remus’ pulse, pecking until the anger melts into quiet kisses.

late at night when remus is reading in bed, sirius slides under the covers without a word and rests his cheek on remus’ stomach, lazily biting on the soft skin just above his waistband from time to time.

also yeah, sirius is a BITER. he bites. all the time, at any given moment, he just needs to bite his man.

sirius traces every freckle on remus’ body with his lips like he’s connecting invisible constellations, then sucks the darkest ones until they bloom darker under his mouth.

hope you enjoyed these <3

[flospian]

IM GOING TO PRINT THIS AND PUT IT ABOVE MY BED

[starcroww]

Sirius wears pretty thigh high lacey stockings.

[margovamargova]

Remus Lupin kissing Sirius’ calf as he fucks him.

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[sspadfoot]

Sirius with a skirt so short you can practically see her arse cheeks and Remus who walks behind her so no one catches a glimpse

[flospian]

this is what im gonna think about all day

[ricochetyears]

remus staring at sirius’ back muscles rippling while they’re having it doggy style

[tsmirrorball]

wolfstar dressing up as red riding hood and the wolf for halloween

[ricochetyears]

Hi :) Do you have any thoughts about wolfstar with cowboy remus perhaps??

oh ru absolutely… personally i love cityboy sirius + cowboy remus dynamic, so here are some things i’m thinking of:

remus lives on a ranch a bit outside a small town. he keeps mostly to himself, takes care of injured horses people bring him, and everyone in the nearest town thinks he’s a little strange but very kind. there’s always a dog following him around (actually several).

he’s not lonely exactly, but his life is quiet and predictable. he wakes early, drinks coffee on the porch, works with the horses, fixes things around the property. it’s a good life, just solitary.

sirius is extremely out of place the first time he shows up. band t-shirt, dark sunglasses, boots that immediately get dirt all over them. he arrives because he needs a break from the city (james suggests the ranch as a place to clear his head).

the first time remus sees sirius he almost laughs softly because the man is so clearly not from around there. he finds him standing by his car looking deeply offended by a cow.

sirius sees remus leaning against a fence in the late afternoon light, shirt open, sun behind him, and immediately thinks he’s the most attractive man ever.

he starts flirting instantly. it’s half habit, half curiosity, because he didn’t expect the soft-spoken cowboy with a sunburned nose to do something strange to his stomach.

the thing is, neither of them plays games about it. the attraction is obvious and warm and mutual from the start.

sirius follows him around the ranch like a bored but fascinated puppy. watching him split wood, fix fences, saddle horses. he pretends he’s unimpressed but he stares.

remus notices the staring. he also notices sirius slowly pulling his hair up when it’s hot.

sirius insists he needs to stay for a bit longer because his car “needs a part.” remus knows the mechanic in town who gladly agrees to fix it (it’s not actually broken).

remus wears old flannel shirts and worn denim jackets with elbow patches he sewed himself. his hat is battered and sun-faded and sirius steals it constantly just to see remus get flustered.

remus whistles when he works. low, soft tunes. the horses calm down immediately when he’s around. sirius thinks that’s the most magical thing he’s ever seen.

the tension gets ridiculous. sirius leans too close when talking. remus keeps finding reasons to touch him, like steadying him at the small of his back when sirius climbs a fence.

sirius asks questions about everything. the animals, the land, the local shops, the way the sky looks so much bigger outside the city. remus answers patiently and ends up smiling far more than he usually does.

remus teaches sirius how to ride properly, standing close behind him to guide his hands on the reins. sirius pretends he’s focusing on the horse but he’s actually very aware of remus’ chest against his back.

sirius gradually just… never leaves. first he helps him fix fences, then the barn roof, then suddenly he’s living in the spare room and arguing with remus about breakfast.

remus is secretly very touchy but shy about starting it. sirius learns that if he leans against remus’ side while they’re sitting on the porch steps, remus will relax into him instantly.

the first kiss happens at night on the porch after a few beers. it’s quiet out there, just crickets and wind. sirius says something remus misses because of his own thoughts getting louder and louder, and then he just pulls him in.

it starts slow but turns heated very quickly because sirius kisses like he’s trying to start a fire and remus has clearly been holding back for weeks.

remus is big on hands. big rough rancher hands sliding under sirius’ shirt, thumbs tracing the line of his hips.

sirius likes to provoke him just to see remus lose composure. leaning across the kitchen counter, whispering things in his ear while remus is trying to make dinner.

when they get intimate it’s messy and intense. sirius ends up half pinned into the mattress while remus kisses down his neck and he’s like oh this is why people move to the countryside.

they feel really safe lying together afterwards, sweaty and warm, sirius tracing the freckles across remus’ shoulders while remus presses lazy kisses into his hair.

sirius is very used to being the strong and confident one but remus has this steady energy that makes him blush in ways he’s not used to. he genuinely feels like he can finally relax.

mornings become their favorite time: fresh bread with soft butter & coffee on the porch, sirius wrapped in one of remus’ jackets because the air is cold, remus’ arm around his shoulders while the sun comes up over the fields.

remus is strong from ranch work and sirius absolutely loves it. he finds excuses to be picked up, pulled closer, steadied by those big hands.

sirius loves riding with remus across the fields, arms around his waist, cheek against his shoulder.

remus absolutely calls him “city boy” in a low voice during certain moments just to make sirius shiver.

sirius ends up staying far longer than planned. he works remotely, and so his favorite hobby is to sit on the porch, laptop balanced on his knees while remus moves around the yard.

eventually the town just quietly accepts that the rancher with the gentle voice and the charming city boy with expensive clothes are completely, hopelessly in love 🤍

[ricochetyears]

thoughts on wolfstar sex please!!! love your brain

so intimate. for them, it’s a religious experience. it can be quick and messy, happen in a new place, or at a completely random time, but it’s always full of love and affection. lemme write out some of my niche thoughts:

i’m completely sure sirius gets really vulnerable, which means whiny, pouty, overstimulated, and somehow even more affectionate than usual. the best part is that he never feels gross or guilty, because remus will literally kiss his face all over, whisper soft things in his ear, and not give a single fuck if sirius mostly just lays there. remus is just thrilled to bring him pleasure.

neither of them likes anything that feels emotionally distant!!! they both prefer lots of eye contact, hands everywhere, and being close the entire time. sirius loves leaving marks, he’ll absolutely cover remus’ shoulders and collarbones in them if remus lets him (he always lets him).

remus is a “yeah? is that good?” hot ass kinda boyfriend who’s very attentive during sex. he checks in a lot, genuinely fascinated by what makes sirius react, murmurs things like “you like that?, “tell me where”, “that okay?” etc.

sirius gets flushed so. easily. red cheeks, damp hair stuck to his forehead, lips swollen because he bites and bites and bites them. remus gets sweaty across his shoulders and chest first, freckles standing out more when he’s overheated, and sirius always ends up dragging his hands over his skin because he likes the heat and slickness of it.

remus likes when sirius grabs him back, fingers digging into his shoulders or pulling him closer.

sirius is very into praise. the second remus murmurs something like “good, that’s it” or “there you are” sirius goes visibly weak for it.

remus himself didn’t realize he liked praise until sirius started giving it to him back, all the quiet, breathless “you’re doing so well” and “you’re making me feel so good, baby” that make remus’ face go red.

sirius likes when remus holds his jaw or chin to make him look at him; remus likes when sirius runs his hands through his hair or pulls slightly.

sirius likes to wrap himself around remus, grab his face, tug on his hair, and make very loud wow you’re amazing noises. i also have a weird feeling that sirius is obsessed with remus’ ass and whenever they’re doing missionary with remus on top, he grabs it and squeezes it and kneads it 😔

these boys have an insane oral fixation, they love rimming and blowjobs and kissing and stuff.

remus is usually quiet at first, but the more worked up he gets the more whimper-y and shaky he becomes, and sirius finds that extremely attractive.

sirius initiates sex more often, usually in a very casual way, sliding a hand under remus’ t-shirt while they’re on the couch or pulling him back into bed when remus tries to get up. remus pretends to resist sometimes, mostly because he enjoys watching sirius get increasingly dramatic about it. sirius usually starts cocky and in control, all smug grins and teasing, but he’s also the one who loses his composure first once remus really focuses on him.

also sirius is terrible at waiting. if remus kisses his neck too long he immediately drags him somewhere more private.

sirius is hypersensitive, and remus knows exactly how to read him. every touch makes him shiver or gasp, and remus loves tracing his lips and fingers over the places sirius reacts to the most (lower stomach, neck, nipples, inner thighs). he’s patient and slow when sirius needs it, and fiery when sirius wants it.

when sirius is in a i-want-to-be-taken-care-of mood, he gets noticeably quieter. instead of teasing or talking, he’s more focused on holding onto remus. his voice gets softer too, and a lot of the time he’s just breathing against remus’ skin rather than saying anything.

remus usually notices immediately and slows down a little, checking in, and sirius will just nod or give a quiet “yeah” against his collarbone.

once sirius settles into the feeling of being taken care of, the talking slowly starts creeping back, and his mouth becomes ridiculous in the sweetest way. he basically turns into a stream of breathless praise and affection directed at remus, stuff like oh my god, you’re so good to me; right there, yeah, that’s it; you’re so fucking fine; don’t stop, baby; you’re such a good boy; i love you so much, you’re fucking amazing. it’s less about being “dirty” and more about enthusiastic lovebombing.

actually they’re both very comfortable saying what they want. if something doesn’t feel quite right, it’s normal for one of them to just murmur something like “wait, not that angle” or “baby, that’s not working”, or “hang on, slower”, and there’s zero awkwardness about it.

remus pays attention to tiny signals like the way sirius’ breathing changes or his fingers tighten on his shoulders or the way he goes quiet instead of talking along. remus would immediately go like “that’s the spot, isn’t it?” just to make sure.

if sirius says something doesn’t feel good, remus immediately adjusts, same the other way around. it actually makes things more relaxed and intimate, because neither of them is worrying about pretending everything is perfect.

sirius also usually will make a comment like romance is alive and well or smth when they finally find the right rythm.

they both love the way they fit together, how remus can feel sirius tense and then melt under his touch, and how sirius just take what he wants. they gasp and murmur into each other’s mouths, necks, and shoulders, whispering each other’s names, sometimes laughing when it gets messy, sometimes lost in the feeling, completely focused on the other. they experiment and play, teasing, switching, exploring favorite spots, hands and mouths everywhere, always paying attention to the tiniest reactions.

they both like it fast and urgent sometimes, pushing each other against walls, over tables, on the bed, anywhere remus can hold sirius close and feel him shiver.

sirius loves being on top, riding remus slowly, watching his face twist with pleasure, while remus murmurs encouragement and lets him take the lead.

remus also loves bottoming on the days when he feels less energetic, letting sirius explore every inch, feel every twitch, every gasp.

they switch constantly (sirius on his fours, remus holding him up in the air, spooning, standing, sitting, always checking for what makes the other feel good.

they whisper messy, dirty, loving words like “yours,” “mine,” “so good,” “don’t stop”, while their bodies click like puzzles.

afterward, they stay tangled, sweaty, breathless, whispering soft reassurances and praises, kissing, stroking and holding, never letting the other feel alone or ashamed. sirius tends to fall asleep immediately afterward, sprawled across remus like a blanket.

hope these are okay! thank you for this ask <3

[ricochetyears]

Hi nini :) do you have any hcs about wolfstars first date?

hi ru! oh i love this, wolfstar first date my beloved.

remus absolutely shows up ten minutes early because he’s been pacing for half an hour beforehand. he’s wearing his nicest button-down, the one that makes his shoulders look broad, with the sleeves rolled up, and he’s holding a small bouquet of flowers, thoughtful blooms he definitely overthought picking out. he gets shy when he hands them to sirius, like “i, um, thought you might like these” and sirius is done for immediately.

truly, he’s stunned. he was expecting charming remus, sure, but not this. he makes a joke about it, of course. “what, no orchestra too?” but he keeps touching the petals and holds the flowers carefully the whole evening.

sirius dresses up oh so properly. nice outfit, rings polished, hair half up in the cutest braids. he acts like he didn’t really do much but he absolutely stood in front of the mirror for forty minutes.

remus absolutely melts when he sees him. he looks at sirius a little too long and goes, simply, “you look so beautiful tonight”, and sirius flushes instantly.

remus opens doors, checks the directions, rests his hand at the small of sirius’ back when they cross the street. it’s all very subtle, very natural, like it doesn’t even occur to him not to, but sirius notices every single thing.

they go to a little restaurant in town, and remus pulls sirius’ chair out for him. sirius goes like, “oh? so we’re doing this properly?” and he’s blushing so hard. remus just smiles that soft, devastating smile and says, “of course we are.”

they talk for hours. about books, music, ridiculous stories. they sit too close in the booth, their knees touching under the table and neither of them moving away. remus’ thumb brushes steadily over sirius’ knuckles, and sirius forgets what he was saying mid-sentence far too many times.

sirius absolutely insists on paying for dinner. remus gently puts his hand over his and reminds that he was the one who asked him out. they bicker in soft whispers for a full minute before sirius reluctantly lets him pay.

when it gets chilly outside, remus doesn’t even hesitate. he shrugs off his jacket and drapes it over sirius’ shoulders, adjusting it carefully, fingers lingering at his collar. sirius mumbles about not being cold, but he pulls it tighter around himself anyway.

after dinner, they go to amusement park. sirius suggests it impulsively, and remus agrees instantly, even though he definitely prefers quiet places. he just wants more time together.

they go on all the rides. sirius talks big. he swears he loves rollercoasters. he’s fearless. then, five minutes into the biggest ride, sirius is clinging to remus’ arm, hair everywhere, laughing and screaming at the same time.

they win each other stupid little prizes at the game stalls. remus pretends not to care but gets very determined when sirius laughs at him missing a shot.

tragically, sirius is the one who gets nauseous. he tries so hard to pretend he’s fine, but he goes a little pale.

remus is so gentle about it. he leads sirius to a quieter bench, gives him some water, rubs slow circles into sirius’ back, brushes a stray curl from his forehead and presses a kiss to his temple. it’s careful and tender and makes sirius melt.

sirius says he’s paying for the sweet treats: cotton candy, caramel apples, chocolate-covered nuts, and stuff. remus finally cups sirius’ chin between his fingers and tilts his face up, gently saying something like “i want to take care of you. please let me”, and sirius’ brain just empties. completely. he forgets how money works, forgets how words work. because pretty boy. kind boy. steady hands and soft eyes and that quiet confidence. he just swallows and nods, cheeks pink, ears red, suddenly very aware of how nice and safe he feels when they’re together.

they stay until the lights start to dim and the music fades. they walk slowly back toward sirius’ place, shoulders brushing, fingers laced together.

when they stop outside, neither of them wants to say goodnight. sirius hands are restless, sliding up remus’ arms, smoothing over his shirt. remus keeps one hand at sirius’ waist, thumb stroking slow circles.

the kiss starts soft. remus gives sirius time to pull away, but sirius doesn’t. there’s noses bumping, soft laughter between kisses, teeth clashing from time to time. remus’ hand slides up to cradle sirius’ jaw. sirius grips remus’ wrist to steady himself.

when they finally part, they stay close. remus asks, “did you have a good time?”, and sirius smiles in that small, honest way he doesn’t show many people. he says it was best first date he’s ever had.

remus presses one last, lingering kiss to the corner of his mouth before stepping back, but he keeps holding sirius’ hand until the very last second. “second date?” he asks. sirius doesn’t even pretend to think about it, so he says, “you’d better be planning the third already”. and remus absolutely is.

sirius goes inside absolutely ruined, flowers in hand, remus’ jacket still around his shoulders because he “forgot” to give it back.

hope you liked these 🤍

[flospian]

them.

[flospian]

remus would definitely eat from sirius' biceps. thats it. thank you!