Blackthorn Abbey College was once a monastery, so the stones still remember how to keep secrets.
Remus Lupin arrives at fifteen on a scholarship funded by people he’s never met, carrying a temper sharp enough to split himself in half, and loneliness that follows him like a second shadow.
Over the next four years, he falls into friendships, into grief, into desire, and eventually into Sirius Black, who was always going to become a person worth worshipping.
Because at Blackthorn, guilt is holy, love is dangerous, and everyone is learning how to sin.
happy pride month to sirius who's always known he's different, who always looks at the pictures in quidditch weekly for a bit too long, who guards remus like a dragon to gold (but that's just what friends do... right?)
mechanic sirius, hair tied up loosely with a pencil shoved through, overalls tied at the waist, filthy white tank top, cig hanging from the side of his mouth, motor oil stained fingers, strong as hell, another cig tucked behind his ear for later, black eyeliner, ac/dc filtering out of the radio clipped on his hip
remus who just needed an oil change but has now gone weak at the knees and lightheaded
remus now needs a whole lot more than just an oil change
remus has developed a pavlovian response to the sight of sirius’ necklaces as result of seeing the necklaces above him when sirius is riding him. so essentially he gets hard at the sight of the necklaces against sirius’ bare chest
Wolfstar were a chronic smoker couple. They’d always be smoking either cigarettes, vapes, and weed, they never smelt bad but the smell of the smoke never left them either
There is something truly magical about qpr prongsfoot. They would share a bed together, occasionally kiss (drunken kisses, dares, each others first), cuddling together.. To outsiders they'd think *something* romantic is going on, but to anyone who knows them? No, that's just James and Sirius. It's not strictly romantic nor platonic.. it's a secret third thing
sirius says romantic things in the same tone most people use to ask someone to pass the salt. remus will be standing there making toast and suddenly sirius is going “s’funny how easy loving you is” before immediately going back to complaining about that bloody heatwave like he didn’t just change remus’s brain chemistry
remus in detention bc someone insulted sirius. remus constantly creating new hexes to defend his honour. remus' moon-wonky magic going crazy when someone looks wrong at sirius
Quiddtch au but Marlene has a big brother who used to be one of the best player until he got an accident and now Marlene has to live with the constant pressure of being as good or better than him in order to please her family, the public and more importantly herself.
Well - Pandalily - @taylorswiftmicrofic - 332 words - AO3
When they were younger, Evan used to tell her tales that the old well they stumbled across while playing together in the forest behind their mansion would grant wishes if you threw a coin in it. Pandora now knows that he most likely made that up to steal the money for himself—she doesn’t know why when their parents are loaded and would buy them almost anything they asked for—yet, at sixteen years old, she found herself traipsing barefoot between the trees swaying in the summer breeze, having memorised the path to the well years ago. She no longer believed in her brother’s stories, but, closing her eyes, she whispered to herself before throwing a knut into the well.
Now, Pandora smiles as the sun streams through the curtains, turning to face the sleeping woman beside her. Red hair tangled and frizzy, drool around her lips. Freckles covering her face like stars in the night sky. Bare chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Every morning she wakes next to this Goddess of a woman and thanks the universe for granting her wish all those years ago.
“Good morning, my love,” she murmurs as Lily wraps her arms around her body.
“Good morning,” she replies, opening her enchanting emerald eyes and gazing at her with such tenderness her heart swells in her chest.
“Did I ever tell you about the wishing well near my house growing up?” Lily shakes her head. “One time, I wished that the girl I met during a Slug Club dinner party, the girl who looked like she belonged in a museum along with all the world’s most beautiful portraits and sculptures, would just give a chance and let me take her to Hogsmeade. I never imagined that years later, I would be here, waking up next to that girl on the morning of our wedding day.”
Lily gently connects their lips, a familiar, comforting warmth spreading throughout her body. “You’re my wish come true too.”
remus humping his own pillow, whimpering and imagining it's sirius underneath him. thinking himself so perverted for wanting his best friend like this, but god he just can't help himself
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