#fic: rumspringa

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GOOD NEWS you know Remus? yeah he's real he's right there 👇 @muddycrows did this amazing wonderful commission for my rumspringa remus at his first pride! i would kill for him...

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Sunshine's Wolfstar Advent - Day 8

Rumspringa by @lifeisabitch-butimcute

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Summary:

Rumspringa = "to run/jump around". Remus is scared to leave home, Sirius wants nothing more. A tale of growing up and growing together.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Word count: 76 672

What to expect:

The most heartwarming coming-of-age story and a fascinating insight into Amish culture, especially for a European like myself who knew absolutely nothing about it before. The cutest, most adorable version of Remus who sings to animals, and he has a tooth gap and a lisp! Flustered Sirius. So much fluffy cuteness ❤️❤️

Favourite quotes:

It took the combined efforts of all the parents another hour to find them in a nearby copse of trees, where Sirius had built a small hut made of sticks and twigs and leaves and mud, which he huddled inside with Regulus held close to his chest, humming as his little brother drifted off to sleep. 

Why do I need to slow down for everyone else? Why can’t everyone else catch up to me?

If anyone can convince God to give me a second chance, I think it’d be you.

“But it’s okay, I think. The stars make me feel closer to him.” // “Capital H Him or him ?” 

Your lips are really soft, and you smell nice.

“I don’t think God loves me the way you do.” 

📖 Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62403436/chapters/159685807

✨ Thank you to @lifeisabitch-butimcute for blessing us with this absolute gem. ✨ See you tomorrow for Door 9! 🎁

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snippet tag

ty for the tag @always-pining!! i'm still embroiled in secret stuff but i do have plans for a rumspringa b-side collection one of these days! so here's a snip of a drabble i posted on tumblr many moons ago:

Sirius' car rattling up the dirt road jostled Remus in his seat, and he watched with growing trepidation as a familiar farmhouse came into view, the bright white of it set starkly against a perfectly blue sky. There were marigolds planted out front, bright spots of orange and yellow lining the porch, and a familiar buggy was parked in the grass, with the same off-colored patch in the side where Lyall had repaired it after a bad storm when Remus was a child. "I feel sick," he muttered, his nails digging into the tops of his thighs. Sirius' hand left the steering wheel and folded around Remus', squeezing it gently. The car stopped behind the buggy. Once Sirius cut the engine, Remus could make out the distant chirps of a cardinal, the cows lowing out back, and when he opened the car door to step out into the sun, he caught the rustle of a breeze through the cornfield that stretched out behind the barn, the one he'd found three kittens under more than a decade ago.

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i read the first chapter of rumspringa and i havs SO much to say and will leave a proper comment later today but i wanted to know if sirius reading 'the secret garden' was chosen intentionally because it is such a perfect book for him. omg. i cried a little when i got to that part. it is such a good detail. a book about isolation and neglect and the power of friendship and human connection??? even the 'homophobia' and 'religious guilt' themes of the fic connect so perfectly to 'the secret garden' because that book also contains a great exploration of the power that negative thoughts have on the way we perceive and interact with the world. and i can also assume that the romantic relationship between r/s in this fic will be a secret from their families which, again, perfectly mirrors the way that the garden in 'the secret garden' represents the importance of independence and autonomy and having something that belongs to only you that the rest of the world can't touch. and even remus growing up on a farm and finding joy in taking care of the animals and feeling personally connected to them, ties into the use of nature in the book as a form of healing. god i am obsessed like i literally am getting chills lmao. i actually see no way in which sirius reading 'the secret garden' wasn't chosen intentionally because again it is really the perfect choice, so there's a chance you've already talked about this and i'm just late to the party but I really needed to say something because i haven't been able to stop thinking about it. 10/10 writing and foreshadowing, i am worshipping the floor you walk on rn 🥹🤍🤍🤍

(and because i am a swiftie at heart, i must also acknowledge her song 'i hate it here' which also references the secret garden and which is also perfect for both remus and sirius in this fic😌)

hi hiiii thank you so much!! I DID choose a lot of the books that are mentioned for Reasons but admittedly my reasoning wasn’t as thorough as this…I love the parallels you’ve drawn! I think when I initially wrote it in it was less of a direct comparison and more of a Feeling, you know? like what would a lonely kid who yearns for something softer and more exciting and just for himself be reading? and the secret garden was, to me, a clear choice! I never thought about it as a foreshadowing tool but you’re very right that it works for that as well! and I don’t think it made it into the story but it is one of Remus’ favorites as well, for very similar reasons 💕

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mini playlist

ty for the tag @rae-lune and @goneinsecondsxo !! I mined my rumspringa playlist to create a mini rumspringa!wolfstar playlist 🙂‍↕️

pick 5 songs you feel fit the story/vibe of your favorite ship. could be canon/headcanon/fanfiction or OG characters

np tagging: @kaaaaaaarf @moon-seas @kaleidoscopexsighs @chericheribaby @stegulus @fairiehill @foursaints @barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting @midnighttomoscow @the-verity

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seven sentences

ty for the tags @rae-lune @barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting and @wannabelilybriscoe !! drooling over all your snips 👀

some sentences from the upcoming chapter of rumspringa!

Now, Sirius watched Remus line up bread-making materials, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a Fleetwood Mac T-shirt that he’d picked out for himself after Sirius showed him Rumours under a soft, lumpy cardigan, the sleeves rolled up to expose thin, tanned forearms. The rain drummed a light but steady beat against the window over the sink.

Gerald, who was not allowed on the counters until he was, was perched nearby and observed Remus with great interest. Geraldine and Mac were sitting at his feet, having both developed the same devotion to Remus as their dad.

“Do you ever feel watched?” Sirius asked idly. He set his phone aside as the beginning of Stick Season began playing softly.

“Between you and the cats,” Remus said, “I’m surprised I ever get a moment alone.”

np tagging: @goneinsecondsxo @kaaaaaaarf @moon-seas @fruityindividual @just--vi @ixekizumab @languagelessonswolfstar @zoemillinwrites

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last line

ty for the tag @rae-lune!! so excited for the yearning :) i've been working on rumspringa today since i got home...

The cats greeted them when they stepped outside after lunch, well fed and slightly drowsy. Sirius scooped Tangerine into his arms the second he saw her with a soft cooing sound. “You’re so round, sweet thing,” he laughed, poking at the tortie’s belly. He looked up at Remus. “Moony, are you overfeeding her?”

np tagging: @kaaaaaaarf @moon-seas @ixekizumab @barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting @chericheribaby @just--vi @leavesthatarebrown @etherealashworks @fruityindividual

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mid-week snippet

ty for the tag @just--vi !! here’s some of a rumspringa b-side from our recent sprintathons 💕

Remus held his bag closely as the train rattled into the small station in the college town that Sirius and James now called home. The bag held, in no particular order of significance: clothing, toiletries, the latest book he’d brought from work (Alice Isn’t Dead), a container of homemade cookies (peanut butter chocolate chip), a booklet on safe sex (the gay edition), two boxes of condoms (latex and non-latex), and a bottle of lube.

He had no idea whether any of the last items on the list would find any use, but he’d been working up the courage to bring up the subject with Sirius for weeks, and in his excitable flurry of packing, he’d been feeling brave and tossed them in just in case. Just in case he finally worked up the nerve to broach the subject with Sirius – the subject of maybe doing more than make out and dry hump until one of them chickened out. They were both eighteen, as of Remus’ last birthday, and the endeavor felt like another tentative, shuffling step towards being a real adult.

what’s everyone working on?? @kaaaaaaarf @moon-seas @ixiedust-writes @rae-lune @leavesthatarebrown