#aofgwm

[steelycunt]

happy one-year anniversary to the divorce of the nineteen seventies

[loverscrossmp3]

ridi rn

[dykefever]

ridi hi ridi if you’re reading this….. you’re brutal for this one they’re so adorable …. sirius is so dumb i wanna put him in my pocket

[steelycunt]

was reading one of ur fics bc ur writing style is very inspiring + clever to me and read “one of peter’s pink floyd records is spinning; each song is nearly half an hour long and sort of awful” and id like to thank you for keeping ur writing honest and historically accurate.

well authenticity is very important to me as an author

[steelycunt]

hello!!!! was rereading aofgwm since it is one of my absolute fav right person wrong time things & i read your post from june abt what happens with them after and i was wondering would you ever write a sequel to it? i've been obsessed with your writing lately (we Do Not talk about tsahonip btw thinking about wolfstar and how soon is now is still giving me continuous strokes) and was wondering if we'd ever get to see aofgwm wolfstar's happy ending!! you're such a wonderful writer muah xx

hi hello bab!! thank you!! agh that is so sweet aofgwm is still one of my favourites they are such teenage boys in that one they r so silly and s is. so sure he invented love for a couple of months there actually he is so sure no one else has ever been in love ever...as 4 a sequel! since making the post in last june it hasn't really been something ive thought abt but actually i think. i wouldnt necessarily be opposed to it!! i dont think id ever write a fully-fledged, thorough official posted-to-ao3 sequel for it because i like that, despite the bits of it ive talked about since on here, aofgwm as a standalone story abt first loves + that one summer ends the way it ends. however!! i think possibly i wouldnt mind writing informal little drabbles of it n posting them 2 here!! honestly most of what i imagine as coming after aofgwm is a drabble sort of thing anyway, because they're only seeing each other one night a couple of times a year mainly. but yeah!! cant promise anything but i think if i were to treat it as writing practice/a drabble exercise, i wouldnt mind revisiting that au for a little glimpse :-)

[steelycunt]

and only felt good while moving.

The summer before university, Sirius falls in love and throws a punch and then he makes a friend.

hiii! is my (late) entry for @goodboylupin 's 2022 RSCandyHearts fest! my prompt was, my pal. thank you so much to goodboylupin for hosting this fest!

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chapters: 1/1. word count: 17.2k. rating: mature.

“What’s your favourite colour?” Sirius asks him. Before that, it’s, what’s your favourite song?, or, do you like orange juice?, or, kiss me, kiss me. What’s your middle name? I’m not telling you mine. He’s trying to take the seconds and pull them apart, see—sweet and golden-brown like stretched toffee. They’re going to live there. He’s trying to build a history backwards; steal a place for the two of them in the time it takes to sigh.

It's the second week of August.

“I’m not sure,” Remus replies, squinting up at the evening sky. In an empty carpark behind a supermarket, he tries to teach Sirius how to ride his bike (is it all that different from riding a horse, posh boy?). By the time they give up, sprawled out on the ground, Sirius’s knees are scraped raw and bloody from falling and hitting the tarmac again and again. Remus laughs louder than Sirius has ever seen him do anything, doubled-over and gasping. It almost makes him want to check that he’s got his inhaler on him.

“Blue. Or…green? Orange? Fuck,” Remus snorts. “I don’t know. It changes. I’m not often asked.” His head is resting sideways atop Sirius’ chest; when he speaks, it shudders through Sirius’ stomach like an oncoming train. The tarmac is warm and uncomfortable. Tiny stones dig into Sirius’ bare arms.

“Too cheesy for me to say black, isn’t it?” Remus turns his head to look at Sirius as best he can. “What’s yours?”

Sirius closes his eyes. “I think green is nice. Grass green, though—not dark green. You…your laugh is sort of green, in my head. Does that make sense?”

“No,” Remus replies. “I think you’re full of shit. But I like you anyway.”

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[steelycunt]

hello hello, this is so silly, however, I felt like telling, sooo uhm yeah here we go !! I'm recently on a total wolfstar hype, especially regarding your fics (love your works and your wording ?? It's so !!! Utterly exquisite), so when acquaintances of my grandparents started talking about an aloof gay pharmacist that smoked and produced smoke rings, then hastily waved them away when caught, I immediately had to think of your and only felt good while moving Remus (that fic shattered me, thank you very much indeed)

yep that's all I wanted to say, thanks for writing such lovely pieces and I hope you're having a great day !! okay byee

hi!! thank you so much!! aofwgm is a fave of mine aha i am glad you enjoyed it!! the pharmacist sounds swag also xx thank you 4 such a sweet ask!! : ^ )

[steelycunt]

love and kisses saturday snippet so the polycule don't guillotine me!