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[wingsofilia]

Hello there! I’m Mayz. I’m a returning Tumblr RPer, and have three lovelies here for you! If you like pegasus knights who try their hardest in their own way, maybe you’d be interested in interacting!

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I downloaded the app just so I could give a prompt haha. Anyways my prompt is: Sirius is sick and Remus takes care of him, BUT when he's sick Sirius is the clingiest person on the p l a n e t. Thanks!

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Okay I still have about six prompts in my inbox, I will get round to them occasionally I just lack motivation but I’ll come up with something, I love all your prompts. Thankyou <3

No okay I’m sorry about the self promo. Thankyou for the prompt! <3

Remus really didn’t want to say ‘I told you so’, but also, his exact words to Sirius had been “if you go out in the snow without a coat, you will get ill.”

Low and behold, he was. He had tied his hair back as he had a fever and it had been sticking to his face. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were hooded and his nose was a soft red colour.

It would’ve almost been adorable if it wasn’t for the constant sniffles every thirty seconds.

“Morning Padfoot,” Remus greeted jovily as Sirius stirred from his nap. He was lucky it was the Christmas holidays so he could get away with sleeping all day.

“‘S too hot,” he complained, his voice croaky. He rolled over irritably, kicking at the sheets.

Remus walked over and sat next to him, putting the back of his hand to Sirius’s forehead. He was indeed boiling.

“I got you some water,” Remus explained, presenting it to him. “I also got some soup from the kitchens. James and Peter are in the common room. They don’t want to be infected apparently.”

“What soup is it?” Sirius asked sleepily.

“It’s just tomato don’t worry, nothing too grown up.”

“Hey, you can’t bully me, I’m sick,” he complained.

“Eat, you’ll feel better,” Remus said, handing him the spoon.

“Can you do it,” Sirius asked, batting his eyelids in what was presumably meant to be cute but he started sneezing and the desired effect was lost.

“You want me to spoon feed you?” Remus asked irritably. Sirius nodded up at him. If Sirius hadn’t spend every full moon at his side, Remus probably would’ve said no but he figured he probably owed him this.

“Fine,” he huffed. He spooned some soup out of the bowl and attempted to give it to Sirius. Sirius’s immediate reaction was to jump slightly, sending the soup off of the spoon and back into the bowl.

“It’s too hot,” he complained. Remus blinked slowly, making annoyed eye contact with Sirius as he blew on the soup to cool it down for him.

It was an agonisingly slow process, one that made Remus glad he didn’t have children. Although he was fairly certain an ill toddler was less demanding than Sirius.

Sirius was now no longer hungry. He was, however, still running a fever. Remus insisted he go to the hospital wing to get some pepper up potion. Sirius was adimamt he’d lost the ability to walk so Remus had to practically carry him down and then back up seven flights of stairs.

The potion had dramatically improved his mood but not the lethargy that came with being ill. His fever had, however, gone right down.

Remus carried Sirius into the dorm before depositing him into his bed.

“No,” Sirius whined, “your’s is comfier.”

Remus rolled his eyes, “you’re so needy.” He dropped him into his bed, “anything else, your majesty?”

“Can I have your jumper, the green one.” He indicated in the vague direction of Remus’s trunk. Remus almost laughed as he stood and retrieved it.

“That all?” he asked, “you want Gryffindor tower moved to the left a bit or?”

“Cuddle,” Sirius mumbled.

Remus smirked, “what was that?”

Sirius groaned in annoyance, “I want a cuddle, come here.”

Sirius dealt with Remus being ill all the time, but Renus knew for a fact he was never this whiny or clingy.

Remus slipped into bed next to Sirius and wrapped his arms around him, bringing them close together. “Happy now?”

Sirius hummed in content. “Love you,” he murdered sleepily. Remus grinned and rolled his eyes. Of course the first time Sirius would say it would be slipping out of consciousness.

“I love you too,” he adjusted his head slightly and leaned in to kiss Sirius. Sirius held his hand up abruptly to stop him. “You’ll get sick too.”

Remus shrugged, “damage is probably done it it’s contagious, right?” He kissed Sirius’s lips and then his nose, still red from blowing it all day.

Sirius fell asleep very easily after that.

Remus awoke the next morning feeling as though his skin was on fire. His head hurt and his throat was sore and he kicked around at the sheets.

He opened his eyes to see Sirius with a mug of tea and a smug look on his face. “I told you so.”

#wolfstar #wolfstar oneshot #wolfstar hogwarts era #wolfstar fanfic #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar drabble #sirius black x remus lupin #remus lupin x sirius black #wolfstar headcanon #remus lupin #sirius black #mwpp #marauders #narauders fanfic #marauders era #hp marauders #harry potter #wolfstar fluff

[mia6363]

Self promo fic tag game

Tagged by the incredible @mysenia!! 

Rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics, and tag 10 people

Make sure you heed the tags in all the fics!

Thursdays were the fucking worst. - We Don’t Need Grace (Bobby/Chris, Steter)

“Fuck” Finstock’s mouth hung open against sheets that were softer than any material he’d felt before in his life, probably way outside his budget, but here he was, blindfolded with his wrists tied to bedposts that didn’t rattle or groan. - Bound by the Fox (Bobby/Kira)

Stones and twigs snapped under Peter’s bleeding feet. - Under the Songbird’s Wing (Steter)

“This is bullshit.” - Green and Gold (Kevin McCallister/Cole Sear. Yeah. You read that right)

For as long as he could remember, Winston loved all beautiful things. - Beauty in the Brutal (John Wick/Winston)

“I promise, this is the last one.” - Honeymooners Spotted in Local Suburb (Kevin McCallister/Cole Sear)

The bar was more crowded than usual. - The Lunatic and the Beacon Hills Bandits (Bobby/Kira)

Las Vegas lights twinkled against long stretches of dark windows. - High Risk, High Reward (Steter)

Wiping down all the glasses before the start of the next bartender’s shift was just common courtesy. - In the Eye of the Beholder (Bobby/Kira, Steter)

“Oh my God,” Cole’s mother whispered under her breath for the hundredth time, “Just look at this place.” - Caught up in the Holiday Spirit(s) - (Kevin McCallister/Cole Sear)

Hahhaa I guess I like swearing and starting off on short curse words. Welp. And rarepairs, but we already knew that... hahah. 

Tagging: @rubyredhoodling, @notionsoftheinfinite @lavender-lotion @shebaren @twistedamusement @hisaribi @bloody-bee-tea

I’m about to pass out, so sorry I didn’t pick 10 but if you want to do it, do it!! It was super fun!

#steter #Bobby Finstock #kira yukimura #kevin mccallister #cole sear #homesense #kirkstock #john wick #winston

[wingsofilia]

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