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hey yall i need your help! i’m looking for the pdf of manacled by senlinyu as i only have it saved on my laptop and it’s just clunky to read off of.
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hey yall i need your help! i’m looking for the pdf of manacled by senlinyu as i only have it saved on my laptop and it’s just clunky to read off of.
if anyone wants to give it to me i would be extremely grateful!!!
i love opening tumblr at night and seeing 50 NEW posts like wdym posted 50 seconds ago
ig im just a lucky gal or everyone comes alive at night here
This year im gonna be mary macdonald thats it
Regulus and Pandora at Luna’s dance recital
thank yew
This is their song idc
period.
I like the idea of Sirius js existing in Potter Manor. Like Effie yelling at James for the amount of detentions he got last semester with Sirius completely uninvolved eating crisps in the background. James and Lily making out in the back garden and Sirius casually walking past them to bring in the groceries. Fleamont discussing work affairs with his business partners in his office, and Sirius sitting on the couch with a clay mask on.
“Wanna go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow?” Remus asked, falling into step beside Sirius as they left the common room. His hands were tucked into his pockets, shoulders slightly hunched like he was trying to sound casual about it.
Sirius glanced over, already smiling. “What’s the occasion?”
Remus shrugged. “No occasion. Just… James is going with some girl—”
Sirius snorted.
“—and I don’t think he’s actually interested,” Remus continued, amused. “He’s just being polite. And Peter got detention.”
“For what this time?”
“The peanut butter incident.”
Sirius visibly shuddered. “Ugh. The horror…” he said dramatically, then broke into a laugh. “Alright, yeah. I’ll go with you.”
Without thinking, he looped his arm through Remus’.
Remus stilled for half a second—then relaxed into it, a small smile tugging at his lips as they walked.
“We can go look at those plants,” Sirius added, glancing at him. “The ones at the apothecary you keep staring at like you want to take them home and raise them as your children.”
Remus huffed. “I do not—”
“You do.”
“I don’t have the money for one of those,” Remus said, shaking his head. “They’re ridiculously expensive. We can just do the usual.”
Sirius waved that off immediately. “Nah. We’re making a day of it.”
He tugged Remus along toward the stairs leading down to the library.
“I’ll get you one of your weird carnivorous plants,” Sirius went on, grinning like he’d already decided it. “And we’ll get chocolate, and books, and—oh, I dunno—maybe lunch.”
Remus let himself be pulled along, watching Sirius more than where they were going.
“How’s that sound?” Sirius asked, glancing back at him.
Remus’ smile softened.
“…Sounds like a date.”
Sirius laughed, bright and easy. “It does, doesn’t it?”
Remus let out a quiet laugh of his own as they reached their usual spot in the library, slipping into their familiar chairs.
Sirius dropped into his seat across from him, still smiling.
—
“Okay,” Sirius said, tugging his jacket tighter around himself as they stepped into the crisp Hogsmeade air. “Honeydukes first? Or Zonko’s?”
Remus didn’t even hesitate. “Definitely Honeydukes. Get something to snack on between the other shops.”
Sirius grinned at him, bright and a little fond. “You’re so smart, Moony.”
Remus rolled his eyes, but there was a smile tugging at his mouth. “I try.”
“I want those English toffee bites,” Sirius added, already steering them down the street.
“You’re addicted to those,” Remus said, adjusting his gloves against the cold.
“They’re amazing,” Sirius said dreamily, pressing a hand to his chest like it was a life-altering experience.
Remus just shook his head, amused, and followed him inside.
—
They spent the next hour wandering.
Sweets tucked into their pockets, chocolate shared between them as they moved from shop to shop. Sirius picked up random trinkets and dramatically debated their importance to his life. Remus lingered over books and odd little magical objects, occasionally pointing something out with quiet excitement.
It was easy.
Comfortable.
By the time they ducked into a small place for lunch, their cheeks were pink from the cold and their hands brushed just a little too often across the table.
—
When they stepped back out, Sirius didn’t slow.
“Alright,” he said, turning toward the apothecary.
Remus immediately caught on. “Padfoot—”
“Nope,” Sirius said, already walking.
“Padfoot,” Remus tried again, following him, “you’ve already paid for sweets and lunch. I don’t need the plant, they’re too—”
“Eeeenough, Moony,” Sirius dragged the word out, shooting him a look over his shoulder. “I want to. Okay? You’ve wanted one for ages.”
Remus opened his mouth to argue again—
—but Sirius had already pushed the door open.
A soft chime rang as they stepped inside.
The air smelled earthy and strange, filled with rows of jars and softly glowing plants. The display window was exactly where Remus had left it last time.
Sirius made a beeline for it.
“There,” he said immediately, reaching for a plant with deep purple leaves and spiraling stalks. As he lifted it, the plant gave a small sway, its toothy little mouth snapping shut with a soft click.
Sirius turned, holding it out. “It was this one, right?”
Remus hesitated. “Yes, but—”
“Moony.”
Sirius stepped closer.
Close enough that Remus could feel the warmth of him despite the cold clinging to his coat.
“My parents give me more money than I know what to do with,” Sirius said, quieter now. Less joking. “I want to at least spend it on someone I lo—”
He stopped.
Just for a second.
“…someone who’s close to me,” he finished, a little softer.
Remus’ heart skipped.
Sirius placed the plant gently into his hands.
“There’s no limit,” Sirius added, his voice warm again, like he hadn’t just almost said something bigger. “Pick anything you want.”
Remus looked down at the plant.
Then back up at Sirius.
“…You’re ridiculous,” he said quietly.
Sirius grinned. “I know, but here I am. Buying you dangerous vegetation.”
Remus let out a small laugh, shaking his head, but he didn’t give the plant back.
And he didn’t miss what Sirius had almost said.
They walked back toward Hogwarts at an easy pace, the late afternoon sky streaked with gold and pink. The chill had settled deeper now, but neither of them seemed to mind.
Remus held the small bag close to his chest in one hand, careful and protective. The warming charm stitched into the lining kept the plant comfortable, and every so often he’d peek inside like he needed to reassure himself it was still there.
Sirius noticed, but he didn’t say anything—just smiled to himself.
“Did you know Alice in Wonderland was based on a real experience?” Remus said suddenly, breaking the quiet.
Sirius snorted. “How? Thought it was just some acid trip.”
Remus huffed. “Nope. It’s exaggerated, obviously—most stories are—but there’s some truth to it.”
Sirius glanced over, amused. “Go on then, Professor Lupin.”
Remus rolled his eyes but continued anyway, warming to the topic. “It was this Muggle girl—Alice. She spotted a rabbit, but it wasn’t just a rabbit. It was an Animagus. She followed it through into the Wizarding world.”
Sirius raised a brow. “That seems… like a security issue.”
“Massive one,” Remus agreed. “But it happened out in the Ariundle Oakwood. Remote enough that it probably went unnoticed for a while.”
Sirius nodded slightly, listening now.
“The Mad Hatter,” Remus went on, “was real too. Well—sort of. He was a hatter, and he was mad, but that part came from mercury poisoning. Still, he was also a wizard.”
“Charming,” Sirius muttered.
“And the rabbit at the table—the March Hare?” Remus added. “Not a hare at all. A Centzon Tōtōchtin. They’re these strange magical rabbits from The Aztecs that thrive on chaos and… drunken parties, apparently.”
Sirius let out a laugh. “Of course they do.”
“Though I’ve no idea what one was doing in Strontian,” Remus admitted.
“Holiday?” Sirius suggested lightly.
As he said it, he reached over—almost absentmindedly—and took Remus’ hand.
This time, he didn’t hesitate. He laced their fingers together.
Remus kept talking for another second before it registered.
But he didn’t pull away.
“Could be,” he said, a little softer now, glancing down briefly at their joined hands before continuing. “Anyway… the Red Queen wasn’t a queen at all. Just a dark witch. She was using the Imperius Curse on the villagers—controlling everything.”
Sirius’ expression shifted slightly at that. “That’s… darker than the book.”
“Yeah,” Remus said quietly. “All the creatures Alice met—most of them were real magical beasts. Some we’ve studied. Others are just… recorded sightings.”
“And she just—what?” Sirius asked. “Stumbled through all that with no idea what she was looking at?”
“Exactly,” Remus nodded. “She was a Muggle. None of it made sense to her. So it turned into nonsense. Dreams. Talking animals.”
Sirius hummed thoughtfully.
Then squeezed Remus’ hand just slightly.
“So how did she defeat the Red Queen?” he asked. “As a Muggle?”
Remus smiled faintly.
“She didn’t,” he said. “Not really.”
Sirius tilted his head. “Then what happened?”
Remus glanced ahead, then back at him.
“She ran,” he said simply. “Escaped. Found her way back out.”
Sirius considered that.
“…That’s a bit anticlimactic.”
Remus shrugged. “Sometimes survival is the victory.”
There was a quiet beat.
Sirius looked at him, then gave his hand another small squeeze.
“…I think I like your version better,” he said.
Remus smiled.
“I had a good time today, Moony,” Sirius said softly.
He lifted their joined hands, turning Remus’ slightly in his own before pressing a gentle kiss to his knuckles.
The gesture was so simple—so natural—and yet it sent warmth rushing straight to Remus’ face.
He flushed immediately, breath catching just a little. “Me too.”
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Sirius’ lips parted like he was about to say something else—but the words never came.
Instead, he leaned forward.
Slowly. Carefully. Like he was giving Remus time to pull away if he wanted to.
Remus’ heart hammered in his chest, loud and unsteady. His fingers tightened slightly around Sirius’ without thinking.
His eyes fluttered shut.
His lips parted—
—and then Sirius’ were there.
Soft.
Warm.
The kiss was tentative at first, more a question than anything else. A gentle press, like they were both testing the reality of it.
Remus leaned in just a fraction more, and Sirius responded instantly.
Their lips moved together in a quiet, careful rhythm—soft pushes and lingering pauses, neither of them rushing, neither of them quite believing this was finally happening.
It felt… right.
The world seemed to fall away around them—the cold air, the path back to Hogwarts, everything except this.
Sirius’ free hand hovered uncertainly for a second before settling lightly at Remus’ waist.
Remus exhaled softly against his lips.
When they finally pulled apart, it wasn’t by much. Just enough to breathe.
Sirius’ forehead rested briefly against Remus’.
“…Hi,” he murmured, a little breathless.
Remus let out a quiet, disbelieving laugh.
“Hi,” he echoed.
remus the waist grabber lupin
Y’all already know Lily and Remus would become the biggest
patriots on St Patrick’s day. Like just because Remus is from Wales he would be so into it and join Lily in whatever wild activity she gets up to.
Im talking Lily Irish dancing on top of the table in the bars and then the two of them starting to jive in rugby jerseys while drinking pints of Guinness.
Lily Evan’s strutting down the high street with an oat milk macchiato in one hand, using her other to text Mary and Barty just trailing along behind her like a little puppy with her 50 shopping bags wondering how he got so lucky.
(Canon btw)
(my jegulus posts are intended to be consumed while listening to ethel cain btw)
"in canon he was a death eater" okay well jk rowling just didn't know him like I do.
James wakes up in a good mood, Sirius and Peter wake up complaining and acting bratty, and Remus and Regulus wake up furious.
fix it fic that starts off with the slytherins having a party for whatever reason; and regulus getting absolutely shitfaced
and now its like 1 am, regulus' friends have no clue where tf he is and are either too drunk to care or too drunk to function
regulus, drunk enough for his brain to not fully function but not so drunk he blacks out, is walking down the halls, cuddling a bottle of firewhiskey humming and singing to himself
coincidentally, remus (or really any marauder) is still outside, either preparing a prank or just talking a walk
anywho so on regulus goes, singing songs to himself --- he's determined; he's going to find the gryffindor dorms, and more importantly, he's going to find sirius
becuz drunk!regulus randomly remembered a time sirius told him a white lie when regulus was like 6, and now that regulus is older and smarter and wiser, he Knows about the lie, and he has a bone to pick or some other equally dumb reason
remus hears humming, he's about to take it as a sign to get out of there, but the humming is getting close and hogwarts walls echo, so he sneaks closer to get whoever it is to shut up and not bring filch over
reggie spots him just as soon as remus spots him; but other than just blinking and/or ignoring him, regulus excitedly waves, before going right back to singing
remus: regulus? are you drunk
regulus, singing: all go up in smoooooooke let me whisper in your eaaaaaar angie, angie angieeeeeeeee
remus: right
remus: okay you're totally wasted; why are you here? u should be in slytherin
regulus: thats what maman said too
remus: what?
regulus: why r u tall
remus: uh genes?
regulus, staring at his pants, confused:
remus: okay this is getting us nowhere, come on lemme take u to ur dorms
regulus, clumsily dodging him: noooo; i need to go to---to go
remus: what? where do you need to go
regulus, singing softly: go go go goooooooooo i feeeeeeel so riiiiiight toniiiiiiiight don't stooooop, doooooon't stoooooooop, go go go go go gogogogo
remus: ur worse then sirius
regulus: sirius! im gonna go see sirius
remus:
remus: is that why you're here? ur looking for sirius
regulus: yeah :)
remus:
remus, knowing sirius highkey misses his brother and spends his time sadly staring at the 'regulus black' dot on the map: okay okay fine, how about we stay quiet, and i take u to see sirius?
regulus:
regulus: okay :) ur nice lupin, i hope my brother marries u
remus: fajsldfjads what
regulus: yeah and not pot--potter; he's stupid
remus, chuckling, pulling regulus away from bumping into a wall: is he?
regulus: lots of talking
remus: u know what, fair
regulus, stopping randomly: i dont wanna walk
remus: what? u have to walk, u cant fly there
regulus:
regulus, raising his arms: take me there
remus: r u fucking with me
regulus: no
remus: oh that u understood, okay ugh fine. whatever, get on my back
regulus: :)
*after a long tedious walk to gryffindor tower where regulus randomly burst into various songs, got distracted, snoozed a little, and still managed to down more of his whiskey*
remus: sirius, sirius wake up, someone is here to see u
the marauders waking up to remus calling for sirius, and regulus beside him laughing, unbothered
sirius: wha--
remus: someone's here to see u
sirius: what who-- regulus?????
regulus, giggling stopped, Remembering his mission: sirius u stupid bitch drinking milk didnt make me taller
sirius:
sirius: what
remus: what
peter: this is why i woke up?
james, not wearing his glasses, half asleep: did sirius clone himself
regulus: ok bye bye
remus: wait. wait. i carried u all the way here, becuz of that??? i thought u had something important to say; i thought you missed him????
regulus:
regulus: can u take me back
remus: NO.
regulus: but im sleepy :(
remus: still no????????
regulus, staring sadly at remus, at his bottle and at his feet, becuz he rlly rlly doesn't want to walk and he wants to nap:
sirius, half convinced that he's having a weird dream: reggie? is everything okay
regulus, stumbling his way to sirius' bed, pushing him to the side and laying down: sleepy
sirius:
sirius: take ur shoes off u heathen
regulus, asleep:
remus:
sirius:
james, already asleep:
peter, already spelling his curtains to be soundproof so he can go back to sleep:
remus: he was walking around drunk, i thought he missed u so i brought him here
sirius: oh yeah i mean better him here than passed out in the hallway. thank you
remus: don't worry about it, but u owe me in damages; i had to listen to him mix up every song he knows i think and then sing it in my ear
regulus, asleep, reaching over to smack sirius before he can respond
and yeah
when they wake up they talk or this keeps on happening until sirius tentatively starts to assume that regulus misses him and then they talk
poor james keeps on catching strays from regulus he didnt even do anything, he was just excited to meet sirius' brother during regulus' first year and talked way too fast and long for reggie; and regulus has held it against him since
Jegulus x patrochilles
i absolutely love how everyone looked at remus and collectively went yeah. that one. that’s the crush. like sure sirius looks like he walked out of a renaissance painting and james has that greek-statue-pretty thing going on and regulus is serving haunted tim burton protagonist realness or whatever but remus is just. damn fine. he’s such a loser and he’s super fine. look at his sleeper build he’s sexy. lips so pouty and eyes so big and brown you can’t help but swoon. sun-kissed skin so hot he melts your popsicle or whatever katy perry said
