Remus “i Don’t Know How To Let People In” Lupin And Sirius “then I’ll Stay At The Door Forever”

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the question of fic comments is very straightforward actually. readers do not owe writers comments. writers do not owe readers fic. there is no bargain, no transaction, no debt.

fic is a gift. comments are a gift. gifts are exchanged between friends, out of love, not out of obligation.

I write for myself. I post it for others, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. I read for myself. I comment for the author, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. perhaps we were not friends before, but we are now, however fleetingly, because we have given each other gifts out of love.

ahhh thank you so much!!

Chapter 2 is actually up now in honor of Remus’s birthday 👀 so waiting worked in your favor, really.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63646900/chapters/163390432

First chapter of my new fic is up now!!

Featuring Remus who is…

Extremely pathetic

A university student

Asexual

Chronically ill

And Sirius who is…

Really quite gorgeous

A Businessman™️

An artist

Way too sweet and way too good at flirting (at least, if you ask Remus)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63646900

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.

remus has full body chronic pain, keeps dislocating his hip and shoulders, uses a forearm crutch, has chronic fatigue, gets chronic migraines, cracks all his bones (it freaks out the marauders and he finds it hilarious), regularly takes pain meds, has days he struggles to get out of bed, has the worst brain fog ever, random flare ups + activity flare ups

really wish i was a cool girl but instead my body cannot differentiate between being dropped into a life-or-death situation and asking for some chicken salad at the deli counter

Pull - 298 words

second chronic illness themed @wolfstarmicrofic! this one featuring Remus with endometriosis for Endometriosis Awareness Month! CW for endo symptoms and mention of blood.

“C’mon, pull your shirt up.”

Remus drags his eyes away from the mindless comfort show on the TV screen. “What?”

Sirius sits down on the couch near his legs, curled tightly to his chest. “You heard me. Pull your shirt up.”

“Sirius,” Remus whines. He looks back at the television and curls his arms tighter around his lower abdomen, trying to absorb the warmth of the heating pad cradled there. “Leave me alone, it hurts.” An understatement if there ever was one. It’s like his uterus is a towel being wrung out until he cries, until he almost throws up, until he’s lost so much blood he’s dizzy with it.

A chilly hand cards gently through the curls falling over his forehead and Remus leans into the touch. “I know, baby, but I want to try something. Maybe it’ll help,” Sirius says.

And, well. He has Remus’s attention, but he’s still skeptical. “What is it?”

Sirius holds up a familiar brown tub of cream, one that Remus had bought for his joints and discarded months ago when it gave him no relief. “You haven’t tried it for this, have you?” Sirius asks.

Remus tilts his head, considering. No, he hasn’t. He doubts it will help, what with the big nothing it did everywhere else, but what does he have to lose by trying?

“Alright,” he agrees, and struggles to sit.

“No, no, hey, stay there. Just lift your shirt a bit for me,” Sirius says.

Remus does. Sirius insists on rubbing the cream into his pelvis for him, knowing how Remus hates the scent on his fingers.

Afterwards, Sirius settles into the opposite corner of the sofa, far enough to give Remus’s overheated body space, but close enough that he doesn’t feel alone. And Remus waits, and hopes.

remus in watercolor ☆

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"the over romanticization of death eaters has made the harry potter/marauders universe lose its charm," i say into the mic.

the crowd boos. i begin to walk off in shame, when multiple voices speak and command silence from the room.

"she's right," they say. i look for the owners of the voices. there in the 5th row stands: literally every character who is inherently good but overlooked by the fandom.