Sleepy Sundays

Just in case it’s not abundantly clear where I stand- fuck JK Rowling, and ace/aro people, you are so SO valid and loved.

propaganda i'm not falling for:

straight remus lupin

the MCD tag on ao3

kittywater

lily evans hate

the marauders hated peter

dumb sirius black

halloween 1981

the new hbo tv show

james cheating on lily

straight marlene mckinnon

i want to write a chronic illness remus fic so badly but every time i try it starts to feel like a diary entry and i have a stop

My domestic wolfstar headcanon: They 100% threaten each other … with affection. Constantly.

Remus working too late into the night? Sirius: “If you don’t come to bed, I will spoon you so hard you’ll suffocate on love.

Sirius leaves his boxers everywhere? Remus: “Do it again and I’m cross-stitching ‘Property of Remus Lupin’ into all your underwear.”

Remus trying to be annoyed during a fight? Sirius: “Keep scowling at me and I’m going to kiss your forehead so gently it’ll emotionally destabilize you.”

Bonus (ft. Harry)

Sirius being a menace during dinner: Remus: …Get off the kitchen counter, Pads. Sirius: Make me. Remus: I will kiss you stupid in front of everyone, don’t test me. Sirius, already leaning in: Okay. Threaten me harder. Harry, sobbing into his plate: I just wanted pasta.

Sirius hogging the blanket during movie night.. Remus: You have five seconds to share or I’m tucking you into my sweater and smothering you with kisses until you cry. Harry: For the love of Merlin, please stop traumatizing me.

The boys! In like. 6th or 7th year, why not.

First time drawing peter too! sorry if its a little funky, this was really difficult lol.

wednesday snippet!

sneaking in just under the wire. thanks to @madefortherain for the tag <3

this is from the same wip as my snippet from a few days ago, which i mentally refer to as my embarrass remus as much as possible fic even though it has a real title :)

“Morning, sleeping beauty,” the pretty stranger says. Remus is sure his face is positively glowing by now. Is there even any blood left in the rest of his body?

“H-hi,” he stutters softly. “I am so sorry, oh my God, I can’t believe I fell asleep on you and—um...” Remus finds he cannot finish this sentence, cannot admit to drooling on a stranger’s shoulder after sleeping on him for who knows how long. While the man couldn’t even leave, because they are on an airplane.

“Oh, you mean the drool?”

The flushed warmth in Remus’s face spreads rapidly down his throat. He drops his face into his hands, wondering if he can stay there, avoiding eye contact with this pretty man, for the rest of the flight.

“Don't worry, the flight’s long. It’ll dry,” says the man in a light, playful tone. When Remus looks up out of pure shock more than a conscious desire to come out of hiding—his eyes lock with the man’s just in time to watch as one of those pale grey irises disappears in a wink. A wink. Remus feels a bit faint. Oh, he is a pathetic, useless man. And he is not going to survive this flight.

no pressure tagging @littleoldrachel!

the whomping willow is so real for beating people up just to keep remus lupin safe

Sirius: Moony, if you had to describe me in one word, what would it be?

Remus: Annoying.

Sirius: Okay, rude. Try again.

Remus: Infuriating. Ridiculous

Sirius, pouting: Moony—

Remus, kissing the tip of his nose: Fine. Mine.

Sirius, immediately flustered: Oh.

What they don't tell you about writing is that as you write, you discover scenes and entire plots that you hadn't accounted for that need to be written. So you can spend two hours writing and editing only to realise you're further away from the finish line than you thought you were when you started

if you haven’t read ddtk you are missing out

hi :3 may i…. may i offer you… new wolfstar fic?? *hides*