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I like saying "I'll allow it" only in contexts where I have no power or authority

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wonder what taylor listen to when she’s already taylor swift

#taylor swift #i love you taylor

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up to no good ofc

#marauders #wolfstar

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why, tumblr???

#tumblr #give me back the old one #why does it looks so energetic?

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Prongslet & His Family

pairing: wolfstar (remus x sirius)

genre: fluff

warnings: brief mentions of death and grief

words: 4707

a/n: this was a request from @ barsha3447 on instagram and @moonyandandy on tumblr!!

Sirius was crossing the parking lot to Harry’s kindergarten. He could feel the eyes of some of the parents staring at him, judging him, but that just made him smirk and hold his head higher. He leaned against the wall and checked his watch. Harry should be out any minute now.

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post pigeon 📬💌🪶

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Remus: You have a nice face.

Sirius: Damn right I do.

Remus: A…very nice face…

Sirius: Thank you?

Remus: I mean, a very nice—dear lord please accept my miserable attempt at flirting I have no idea what I’m doing.

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Remus: hey, can I have back one sweater? I'm almost out of them.

Sirius *who's clearly wearing his sweater*: I don't know what are you talking about.

Remus *just tired, but secretly loving when Sirius wears his clothes*: all right.

*a week later*

*Sirius entering to Remus' bed with a bunch of sweaters*

Remus *reading*: huh??

Sirius: you can have them back, they no longer smell like you.

Remus: ...

Sirius:*looking intensely to the sweater Remus is wearing*

Remus: you want this one don't you?

Sirius: *nodding*

Remus *taking his sweater off trying to hold back a smile*: all right.

Sirius *aggressively smelling the sweater*: oh, I love this, it smells like home.

Remus: :)

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via constantbageltherapy

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if you drink polyjuice potion to turn into a woman and give birth, when the potion wear off then would the baby disappear or what...?

#harry potter #hp #polyjuice potion #what? #what if the baby dont disappear? will they be twins?

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Auror Harry: Stop! Don’t move!

Draco: Or what? Are you going to shoot your loads at me?

Auror Harry: What?

Draco: Your curses, at me

Auror Harry: Oh, you mean that...not the other way...right. Er, yeah, I suppose

Draco: Well then I hope you’re hard

Auror Harry: What?

Draco: Hard enough so you can arrest me

Auror Harry: Oh-

Draco: Tie me up and bend me over

Auror Harry: Oh?

Draco: Put me in prison, punish me like the naughty boy I am

Auror Harry: Er, well, if you’re nice, I might get you out early

Draco: Yeah? Are you going to bring me somewhere private to punish for other things later?

Auror Harry: If you want to, I can spa-

Auror Ron: I am literally right here, seriously, this whole time. Right here.

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Smoke and Ice Cream

cw: smoking

Remus walked out of the bar, craving fresh air after being smooshed in crowds of people for so long. He looked up at the sky and squinted his eyes. How had the moon risen up so high? It had been only eight when he walked in with Lily. Speaking of Lily, he had no idea where she had gone to. Last he’d seen her was when she was dancing with a bloke with dark skin and even darker hair. It hadn’t even been dancing at that point, more of grinding. Remus grimaced and tried to get the memory out of his head. Sure, he was her best friend and all, but he didn’t want to see anything like that.

A waft of smoke caught his nose, and his face pinched. He always hated the smell of cigarettes, and couldn’t stand it when Lily smoked near him. He turned discreetly to find a handsome bloke leaning against the wall of the pub, long fingers holding a cigarette and what Remus could see were multiple rings adorning them. His hair fell in waves of black down to his shoulders, and his eyelids had some kind of eyeshadow on them, making him look smouldering and absolutely gorgeous to the bone.

Their eyes caught and Remus quickly glanced away, a blush he hoped was too dark to see forming on his cheeks. He heard a stomp of a foot, before a voice right behind him said, “Quite the looker, eh, darling?”

Remus jolted, turning around to find the handsome man right there, eyes that he found so pretty before now intense and held a gleaming look in them. Still pretty, but very much intimidating.

Remus’ very intelligent response was to say, “Huh? I’m— I— uh.”

The man chuckled. He seemed to be amused by Remus, for whatever reason that may be. Oh, and his lips. Pink, curling softly up to a smirk, and so downright tempting to the core. Remus caught himself after a second and quickly looked back up to the man’s eyes, which he immediately regretted. Now they held interest, a sort of curiosity that hinted at— at something, something Remus just couldn’t put his finger on. The man smirked once more, and held out a hand. It was no longer holding a cigarette.

“Sirius Black. Nice to meet you.”

Remus blinked. He shook his hand. Everything felt robotic and like he wasn’t deciding on things himself, more of a survival instinct his mind had to switch on just to be able to function. “Re— Remus Lupin. Nice to meet you too.”

“So the pretty boy has a name,” Sirius said in a teasing tone, and the other man’s face burned up. “And why’re you at a pub, darling? You look like you should be im your bedroom, studying for the next exam you’ve got.” He raised a hand to brush the side of Remus’ glasses.

Remus blushed, looking down at his turtleneck and trousers. Yeah, it wasn’t really attire to wear at a pub, but he thought he would be out within an hour and back home with his cat, reading a book or maybe having a cup of his favourite tea.

“Not that I’m complaining. You look very pretty.” Sirius tilted his head up, as if challenging the other man to say something. “Here for a birthday or something?”

Remus shook his head. “No— just— just here with my friend. I dunno where she is, though.”

Something flashed through Sirius’ eyes. “Friend, huh?”

Remus caught on pretty quick. He wanted to laugh, if his stomach didn’t feel so fluttery at the moment. “Uh— yeah, just a friend. I— I don’t— you know, swing that way. If you know what I mean.”

Sirius smiled, the quirk of his lips different from his smirk. “Ah. I do know what you mean.”

Remus nodded jerkily. He didn’t know what to say next; it wasn’t like he was always approached by good looking blokes all the time. He was awkward at best, antisocial at worst, never talking to people before they talked to him, or doing anything to keep up small talk with people he didn’t know well.

“Well, Remus, what if we went to get ice cream right now, considering it’s a little too late to get coffee?”

Remus’ head shot up, and he blinked owlishly. “Well, I don’t think coffee might keep me awake. It hasn’t for a long while. Might be a problem,” he said dazedly, not knowing what Sirius was trying to say. Or did he?

Sirius laughed, a small, joyful sound that warmed Remus from inside out. “That’s a little concerning, yeah. But I’d rather have a date where we could learn about out favourite flavours of ice cream and see whether we’re compatible or not, eh?” He said it jokingly, but his eyes held sincerity.

Date? “My favourite flavour is vanilla,” Remus replied stupidly, and his heart and head felt like passing out.

Sirius laughed again. “Ah. I can tell. Mine’s cotton candy,” he said with a grin.

Remus scrunched his nose. “Cotton candy? That’s way too sweet.”

Sirius tsked. “How dare you. It seems like we’re incompatible after all.” But he grinned after a second. “Though I’d still love that date with you.”

And if Remus found himself giggling over Sirius ranting about how cotton candy was the best flavour in the universe, well, he couldn’t say he regretted agreeing much.

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your not casanova for no reason remu babe

remus john lupin: *hating himself* ugh i'm a monster

everyone at hogwarts: *obsessed with him & thinks he's the most gorgeous person on earth* bitch please.

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Some random kid: hey Remus and Lily, how does it feel like to be in your boyfriends’ shadows forever?

Lily: EXCUSE ME? They literally wORSHIP the ground we walk on!!

Remus: Agreed. I poured myself a cup of tea this morning and Sirius went on for three minutes about how proud he was that I was drinking something today.

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I feel like Remus lived for Sirius’ little pecks on the lips and cheek, especially during their hogwarts years, because they meant it was real. They meant that Sirius wasn’t just in it for a good snog, but that he actually just couldn’t keep his hands (and lips) off of Remus. That he really did love him, and wanted to spend every second with him, and touching him, even if it wasn’t sexual.