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my sister out here giving the support everyone should have.

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Last Line Tag

And his eyes- well, there's no mistaking them.

Grey, violent and angry as the sea after a storm. Remus knows those eyes.

He's fallen asleep looking at them every night for thirty years.

He's met them across the room an infinite amount of times, seen them furrow in concern and crinkle with laughter, and he's seen them sharpen with determination like the man standing here now is doing.

"Are you..." The man squints, eyeing him carefully, "Are you Remus Lupin?"

Remus nods, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt what's about to happen and somehow still not knowing what to do.

"I am."

The stranger stands there for a second, looking very unsure about what he's doing, and none of this is sitting very well with Remus.

But then he sucks in a deep breath, squeezes his eyes shut, and says in a rush, "Did you give a baby up for adoption in 1998?"

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Thanks for the tag, @m00neroni ❤️

Tagging @thisbitchknowsaboutpangea @lizlemonbennet and anyone else who wishes to participate!!

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Just posted a wolfstar "I didn't know I was pregnant" au so uhhhh, there's that.

If you like friends to lovers, angst with a happy ending, tmpreg, and trans Remus Lupin AND James Potter, check out these ugly, wonderful things

They pick up at the very moment Remus's eyes shoot open, a look of absolute shock crossing his face as he dug his heels into the floor.

"911, ambulance, fire, or police?"

"Ambulance, please, fuck-" He swears as Remus tenses again, his face a ghastly shade of purple as he shakes his head furiously.

"What's the nature of your emergency?

"My roommate is having a baby!"

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Their love was now shattered and fractured like broken glass. Sirius was a shadow of the person Remus had fallen in love with, and Remus was sure Sirius felt the same way about him.

And maybe it was selfish, asking Sirius to stay when he was clearly so ready to leave.

But Remus never said he wasn't selfish.

Because a small part of them remained intact, sparking a fragile hope that with time, maybe all these little fractals could be mended.

Maybe everything would be okay.

Once the war was over, once they were no longer soldiers in a never-ending battle.

New Story for my favorite damp dude's birthday!

It's got everything!

Unresolved Trauma

Internalized prejudice

Angst with very little comfort

Answers to questions we've all had

And my personal favorite

Mpreg!

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am I supposed to be doing a ten hour VaDOE training?

am I spending my free time plotting up a Dexter AU murder husbands story for spooky season?

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for my @wolfstarbingo2024 *free space* I give you the second installment of our Amsterdam!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Snippet below the cut off ❤️

And that's all it is anymore- a great big science expirement. 

There's two hypotheses:

1. If you put a happily married couple through tremendous amounts of stress, how long until they begin to resent one another?

2. If you take a person who's been through the worst kind of trauma, plant the idea of having a baby and being able to give them the life you never had, and then make it impossible to conceive said baby, how long will it take for that person to fall apart?

The answer is two years.

The last three days Sirius has barely seen Remus; who insists it has nothing to do with their robot like sex and the fact that most of Sirius's thoughts are spent obsessing and agonizing over something that doesn't even exist.

But Sirius isn't stupid, and can see the writing on the wall.

Remus is getting tired of this.

And he doesn't know what to do- doesn't know how to fix this. Because then he would have to admit that there was a problem, and he didn't want to do that. 

Didn't want to admit that maybe things just wouldn't work out for them, that there was no light at the end of the tunnel.

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Following @impishtubist advice and finishing my shit this December, so here's the new chapter of et au final, ça vaut le coup.

"I don't think that's ever going to happen, by the way."

Regulus, who must have almost been asleep, mumbles something before rolling his head in Sirius's direction.

"Having a baby in the car. That's never going to happen."

He hasn't said it outloud to anyone besides Remus. Not even James, because James burns a little too bright to try to snuff out the light. But Regulus, well Regulus can take it.

"You can't control it when it happens, Sirius," His brother sounds irritated almost, sleep heavy in his voice.

"No, I mean that I'll never have a baby. Like, at all."

And that must have done something, because Regulus sighs and flips back over onto his side with effort so that he's looking directly at Sirius's profile.

"It will. It just... sometimes these things take time-"

"We stopped trying."

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hi! i hope you have been well! i am sure you have been busy with everything going on in the world right now, but i was wondering, do you plan on updating “et au final, ça vaut le coup” and “these ugly, wonderful things?” these are amazing stories and i am so invested. just wondering :) thank u! ❤️❤️

hi!

Sorry for the late reply, but both stories are now officially complete! 🖤