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Officially one of my siblings has tumblr. I’m sure this will have no consequences for me :>>
It’s Orange’s 22 year anniversary of being forced to wrestle
he’s done the same fucking thing for 2 decades and grown ass men still get mad about it
a snippet from the next chapter of one single thread of gold, coming your way tomorrow <3
oblivated remus x free from azkaban sirius WIP
Then tell me, Remus wants to say.
Beg, really. Because his chest is tight and his stomach is turning and he’s still falling into pools of grey and maybe he never stopped doing so in the first place.
Then tell me, please.
His voice betrays his wishes, the longing left to the side as Sirius catches his eyes again, “You don’t have to tell me, not yet. We’ll get there. I just want you safe.”
Sirius lets out a bark of something that might have used to have been a laugh that causes Remus to flinch slightly, “Sorry just, even that. You don’t know.”
Remus shakes his head, “I don’t. I- I think we’re on different pages a lot. And it’s frustrating. And it’s difficult but,” he shrugs slightly, tensing his hands, “I want to know.”
“I don’t think you do,” Sirius mutters and again, Remus has no idea what’s going on and it’s genuinely painful at this point, “I don’t… remember a lot. Not a lot of good. I can’t give you all of it.”
Remus sighs and shuffles a bit closer, not close enough for them to touch but close enough that his chest settles down a bit, “Sirius, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I know.”
“I’m sorry.”
Sirius’ face crumbles, head in hands and shoulders shaking and Remus can only just hear him when he replies, “It’s okay.”
“Is it? It doesn’t seem like it’s okay.”
“It’s not,” Sirius mumbles into his hands before sitting upright again, “It’s not okay but it is. I’m trying to say I understand, and I get it. And it’s okay that you don’t know.”
Remus still does not know. He does not know what they’re talking about or what’s going on, so he just sits and waits. Always sitting and waiting for Sirius to make the next move.
“But I kind of hate you for it too.”
“Okay,” Remus mutters, “That’s okay too.
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Sometimes I just remember I haven’t spoke on tumblr in ages and I’m like OMG HI GUYS
me looking at the stuff i have in the cupboard. - oh theres... stuff i could use...
also me - what if I... like make this dish ive never made before?
God, I wish Dinotrux were more popular because this fandom feels like I’m stranded in the fucking Sahara Desert hallucinating and thirsting for fan content.