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maybe i am not a good person because i am a bad person
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wolfstar secret summer fling skinny dipping at dawn, licking the taste of popsicles off each other's tongues, hands pressing sunburned skin, muffled chuckles over the phone, late night car rides, fleetwood mac blasting on the radio, tequila shots at the local bar on weekend nights, bonfires where anything can happen, greasy burgers and deep conversations at a 24-hour diner, euphorically, hopelessly, intensely, fearlessly falling in love send tweet.
the beauty of wolfstar is that loving each other begins long before either of them knows it. it begins in the quiet obsession with every thought the other offers, in the certainty that nothing they could ever say could be uninteresting. before they were ever in love, they were already starving for each other’s minds, craving every passing thought, every half-finished sentence, every small confession, as though each glimpse only made the hunger worse. nobody had ever made them ache to know like that before
inspired by this quote i saw on tik tok:
if you were to scroll through remus lupin's camera roll, i know for a fact all you would find is pictures of sirius black.
when remus is bored he just scrolls through his own camera roll admiring his gorgeous, angel of a boyfriend. his favorite ones are the candid ones where sirius is being perfectly himself, not knowing there is a camera to perform for.
HELLO :D all your wolfstar hcs are SO biblically accurate, do you have any domestic soft wolfstar hcs? maybe with some nsfw??
hihihi ru <3 you're too nice!! here's some wolfstar hcs
remus while reading, absent mindedly mouths the dialogues of the characters, and sirius who’s sitting across, finds it so endearing, sometimes copying his mannerisms, moving his mouth the same way remus does, mostly when he’s thinking about him
sirius is pretty strict about skincare, he’s always reminding remus to apply his sunscreen before going out, but it often slips out of remus’ mind, so sirius takes it upon himself, pushing him to the couch, getting on his lap and applying the damn sunscreen himself, and remus is not complaining
there’s a specific way remus peels his apples, all swirly, all in one go, hands moving expertly, sirius is so fascinated by it every time, even though he’s seen it a lot
while getting ready sirius loves to blast music, singing along, dancing moving from one place to another, specially when he’s in a good mood, remus adores watching the whole process, standing in the doorway, just admiring his boyfriend singing along as he does his eyeliner
they have this whole ritual of remus cutting sirius’ hair, especially since the last time he went to the hairdresser, it was an absolute disaster, so remus specifically learnt the whole process, watching countless videos about different hairstyles, how to perfectly hold the scissors and all that
when they have small spats, and sirius realizes he’s in the wrong, or he might’ve been a little too mean, his way of apologizing goes by slamming his face in remus’ chest and holding him tight, remus melts right away when he hears that muffled little sorry, kissing his hair, swaying into the hug
sirius always has his moony’s medical kit ready and nearby, electric heating pads, his pain meds, chocolates, and a ton of kisses
sirius can always tell when rain is coming, sometimes even when the forecast shows a clear day, he’ll always warn remus to take an umbrella with him, its a bit freaky but remus has learnt to trust his judgement
^when they’re both home sirius absolutely takes remus by his hand to dance outside in the rain, like they’re the leads of a coming of age romcom
for their night routine, when brushing together, making weird faces at each other, sirius kisses remus on the cheek with foam still on his face, remus obviously takes that as a challenge, and kisses him all over his face, getting the mess everywhere, because they’re so disgustingly in love
their fridge is full of photographs of impromptu trips, random messages, grocery lists (with a lot of unnecessary items), fridge magnets, and this one polaroid of them clicked by lily, where they're tangled, asleep on the couch, taken before they got together
their way of spending a lazy sunday is remus continuing his book, sirius laying with his head on his lap, as remus runs his hands through his hair, and sirius nudging his head towards him, when the scratching stops
Nsfw:
remus loves when sirius sits on his face, all over him, eating him out as he struggles to breathe, sirius does constantly check on him, all the while moaning his name
sirius loves when the confident version of remus comes out, manhandling him, talking him through it, with his deep deep voice right next to his ear as he comes
sirius is so bendy, they experiment with so many positions, sirius likes the best with his legs over remus’s shoulder, almost folding him in half, with a lot of eye contacts, remus praising him because look how he’s taking him so well, like he was made just for him
remus’s favourite version of sirius is the post bliss one, all clingy and malleable, draping on top of him like an oversized cat, as remus holds him close, pressing numerous kisses on the moles across his shoulder, saying all the soft soft i love you’s and promises of forever, and at last one small kiss on the back of his ear
this got longer than i expected sorry lol, anyways hope you like <33
lily was one of the first people to figure out that remus fancied sirius, so naturally the first thing she did was come up with some flimsy excuse to take a polaroid of sirius and hand it to remus. remus carries it around like a soldier with a picture of their wife tucked under their helmet, and every time they’re apart for the holidays he ends up tracing sirius’ smile lines and cheekbones with his thumb like he’s trying to remember exactly how they feel
i love camera person parth more than my life btw
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I don’t understand when people complain about “likespamming.” If I see the same person 20 times in a row in my notifs, even if they don’t reblog anything or follow me, I’m excited that they came to my gay little museum and had a good time! That’s literally what it’s for!!
i need indian youth to remember this anger and hold on to it and make sure that this time you stand up for muslims, dalits, trans community, framers, manipur and student activists the same way next time. now that you've seen how barbaric our police is, always remember that its first victim is minorities & it is our responsibility to let them know that we will not let that happen. when they come for them you stop the ball there itself.
ok now modi and his entire cabinet next.
artist sirius who spends years building a reputation for breathtaking portraits, landscapes, and commissioned pieces until he announces his first solo exhibition, Masterpiece. everyone assumes its a showcase of his life's greatest works, his boldest technique, his finest compositions, the paintings he'll want remembered forever. instead, they walk into room after room of remus lupin.
in random forgettable moment, not posed, one where he’s asleep on the sofa with a book slipping from his hand, where he’s squinting into the morning sun while watering plants. remus stirring tea. remus laughing so hard his glasses have slid down his nose. remus reading by the window while it rains. every canvas has a different title Tuesday, Tea Gone Cold, 3:17 PM, Blue Jumper, Waiting, the subject never changing
ok computer show me men in pain