A Little Bit Scandalous (Wolfstar fic)
Sumary: Remus is on patrol when he finds Sirius in one of the most notorious snogging locations.
Wordcount: 1564
Tags: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, First Kiss, Marauders Era
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53013436
This is inspired by this amazing cosplay video by P4aperback, Whataboutpadfoot and Caligo.dragon over on Instagram. I have been a little obsessed with their Wolfstar content since I found their videos around New Years, and this video wanted to be turned into a fic.
Title from "Into You" by Ariana Grande because that's the song used in the video.
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I completely forgot to post this but me and some of my friends went as marauders characters to a Halloween party.
I was Sirius and my boyfriend was Remus🥰
We also had a James, Peter and Regulus
A few people recognised our costumes, it was a lot of fun (though a lot of people thought our regulus was a vampire XD)
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what are peoples opinions on white people cosplaying poc characters? like i’m talking without doing things to be racist (like black face, eye tape etc.) to change their feature but like,, idk a white person cosplaying james potter (who is widely headcanonned to be desi or latino) or even a canonically character of colour like inej gafha and jesper fahey?
i’m asking to educate myself on the matter because it isn’t something i know that much about and these are characters i love but have never really looked into cosplaying as i’m not sure if it’s appropriate (as a white person)
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Move with the Melody (1/1) (jegulus)
Regulus was walking home from the library. While he had on a long coat and boots, his forgotten mitts left his hands to be bitten by the frigid air. It was sunny, but deceptively so. He could not wait for warmth of the fire to thaw his skin and a cup of tea to curl his hands around. He walked, trying not to sound too out of breath when strangers passed. As music flooded his ears, he fell too deep into the lyrics.
I watch you go, go away, go away, miles more than before
I’ll watch and wait, watch and wait, watch in place, where we were before
He blinked and brought himself out of it. If his phone wasn’t underneath his many layers he would’ve changed it. He should’ve changed it anyway but Regulus never did what he should do.
You'll settle down, settle down in your town, with new friends, to hold
Hold, hold me down, with your smile and with your frown, Oh those times were yesterday
Oh and those days, they weren't gold, they were fine, take your fool's gold
I won't settle down, for the past and not the now
I'll move on
Fuck, Regulus thought. Today was too much of James. James did live rent free in Regulus’ mind, but the eviction was long overdue. He tried to shake it away as he tugged his zipper down haughtily and searched for his phone, quickly switching it to the next. He didn’t care what played, as long as it wasn’t that.
His ears were filled quickly with a piano concerto. He sighed deeply, and took in a sharp breath of the cold air, focusing on the instruments. No. 21, he thought, hmmm C Major, Mozart obviously. He scrunched his nose, but this version was likely the London Mozart Players. He didn’t mind this version, and loved playing this piece honestly.
He focused on the music as he walked and walked, playing it over and over again until finally he reached his flat. Maybe Remus would be home and want to play chess with him. He needed to distraction, because just stepping through the doorway brought memories of James pushing him up against it. He didn’t want to think about James--couldn’t think about James. James didn’t want him anymore, and he needed to move on.
He wished he could just play through the missing him part like song, skipping it when it was too loud or too annoying or he simply did not want to hear it anymore. Everyone keeps telling him its his own fault, or well maybe its his own thoughts, he can’t really tell anymore. His thoughts spiralled into berating himself as the kettle boiled and clicked off.
He finished making his tea, his thoughts landing on: you shouldn’t even be surprised, who could love you anyways, and moved to sit at the piano. He needed to get out of himself. Aside from scratching all of his skin off, playing was the only thing that would let out the bubbling in his blood. He let his attachment, his physicality of the music, the muscles and arch of his back lead him out of his mind.
Remus came home to a terribly solemn tune, and immediately understood why. Remus moved quickly to sit with him, and the pair may have been the suffer in silence type, they often found comfort in each other’s shared silence.
By the end of the night, Remus had only asked one question: “Do you want to talk about?”
Regulus had only given one response: “It is James,”
So they both knew that meant it was better off left unsaid.
I watch you go, go away, go away, miles more than before
But I, I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait
I've moved on
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