#painter sirius

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painter sirius who paints full moons over and over so remus can know what they look like since he’ll never get to see it with his own eyes

[stratiotis-nth]

NEW WOLFSTAR FIC

The girl came up to the bar and grinned. She had coily hair with star barrettes, and a lip piercing that glinted in the dim lamplight. Remus noticed her warm eyes lingering on Lily with apparent interest.

“A Plisner, lager, Cosmo, and a daquiri, please.” She slid a card over. “You can start a tab.”

“Coming up,” Lily swooped in, subtly hip-checking Remus out of the way. The girl’s interest was clearly reciprocated. “Lemme guess, you’re a daquiri.”

“Guilty.” The girl replied, leaning on the bar top. Remus shook his head in amusement and filled the pilsner. “How’d you know?”

“Classy and elegant. Clearly made for you.”

“Classy and elegant, huh? So what do you make of my friend’s drink requests?” The girl gestured to the three boys sitting at the booth, laughing amongst themselves.

“Hm,” Lily mused as she tossed a rum bottle while mixing. “Lager for the glasses. Easy going, seems a little nostalgic.”

“How you say that?”

“He’s wearing a college sweater and clearly hasn’t been enrolled for a few years.”

The girl snorted. “True. Alright, what about Plisner?”

“Blonde. Lightweight. Seems to be here for a good time. He’s enjoying just watching the other two banter.”

The girl’s eyes flicked over to Remus, twinkling.

“She’s good. Why don’t you tell me why a Cosmo fits my last friend?”

They both looked at Remus expectantly. Lily’s eyes were wide and pleading, clearly saying “don’t make me look bad in front of the pretty lady.”

Remus studied the last boy sitting in the booth. It was hard to tell from across the room, but there was definitely an elegance in the way he held himself. He had long, dark hair that spilled perfectly down his shoulders, and the dim lamplight threw sharp cheekbones and a jawline into clear relief. He wore ripped up jeans, a baggy band shirt, and a leather jacket. Remus couldn’t make anything of him, nothing as impressive as Lily’s deductions.

So instead—

“Looks like he’s a pain in the ass.”

There was a pause, and the girl burst into laughter.

“Oh that’s lovely,” she hooted. “You’re both my new favorite people. Mary McDonald. Nice to meet you.”

Ft. Wolfstar, Jegulus, minor Dorlene and Marylily

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[whataboutmyfries]

Abject Adoration

Hello hello! yet another prompt from this here prompt list! life is absolutely kicking my ass rn, so it's not very long, but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless :)

you know the drill, much fluff, much love, much sirius being hopelessly in love with Remus (because if I write Remus being hopelessly in love with sirius you know I gotta do it the other way around too :))

unbetaed, we die like men ;)

8. running your fingers through your lover's hair

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God, he’s so fucking beautiful

Sirius huffed in frustration, running a hand through his hair, smearing reds and browns and golds through the dark strands. 

“Oh sweetheart, you alright?” 

Sirius looked up, meeting the amber-gold eyes of his beautiful husband, currently sprawled over a maroon couch, looking for all the world like an angel given mortality. He sighed, revelling in the warmth of his partner’s divinity. Remus licked his lips, a cavalier gesture; like Sirius’s world didn’t stop and start with the motion, like Sirius wouldn’t do anything to kiss the ambrosia off his sinful mouth. 

“Darling?” 

Sirius startled, realising he hadn’t quite answered the question. 

“I’m lovely, thanks. Just…”  He doesn’t know, how couldn’t he? He is the sun and all the stars. The majesty of the universe becomes him. 

Remus tilted his head, the slightest frown furrowing his brow. 

“Padfoot, darling, is it something I did? Am I sitting wrong? Oh! It’s because I moved, isn't it? And now the lighting’s all wrong and you’re already halfway through the painting and I’ve fucked up the angles and—”

“Re.”

Remus stopped in his tracks, gazing quizzically at his husband.

Oh lord, you are the sweetest of addictions, my love. How could I ever get enough of you? forever would be too little.

“I—”

“Oh darling, c’mere.” 

Sirius walked over to the love of his life, going weak in the knees at the sight of his husband looking up at him from his seat on the couch.

Did nobody tell you, darling? Gods kneel for nothing and no one. What a miracle to have you here before me, with me, loving me, for however long you’d wish.

Remus tugged Sirius into his lap, Sirius’s knees bracketing his waist. He gazed up, meeting Sirius’s gaze, gently brushing a tear from his cheek. 

Oh. 

He hadn’t even realised that he’d been crying, a humble offering of his mortal coil to a higher power. 

I guess it’s true what they say. A god’s true form is simply too beautiful for a man to withstand; but god, I’d go blind before I look away. 

 Sirius pushed shaking hands through Remus’s hair, leaning down to kiss him, wordlessly pressing his reverence into sun-warm skin. 

“What’s on your mind, my love?” 

“You”

Remus hummed, sucking kisses into the column of Sirius’s neck. 

“Want to talk about it?” 

Sirius shook his head, Remus’s curls brushing his chin with the movement. 

“I don’t know that I could.” 

Remus pulled back, cradling Sirius’s face with both hands. 

“You know I love you right” 

Wow. 

Sirius smiled, bright enough to light up the entire city.

“I love you too, moonshine.”

More than you’ll ever know.

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