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reluctant!remus x honey!reader tw: corny ass sirius jokes because i can't help myself :)

Sirius’s idea of fun is getting absolutely trashed at his favorite bar on the other side of town and then making Remus drive him home. This happens frequently when James is busy. Tonight is nothing different. Only tonight, when they exit the bar, do they discover the car has a flat. Remus is exasperated to say the least. He heads back inside, much to his friend's delight, in search of a phone. He is pointed to a payphone towards the back next to the restrooms. Suddenly, he can’t remember anyone’s number but yours. Dialing, surprised to soon find you on the other line.

“Do you know how potentially dangerous it is to answer random numbers?”

“Did you call a random number just to tell them that?”

“Honey, it’s Remus”

“Oh Remus! I was just thinking about you! How is your night going?”

He explains the situation much easier than he could ever explain your relationship. You don’t sound nearly as excited to save him as he thought you would be. Usually, when you can get him on the line, your excitement practically drips through the receiver. He doubts you even register that he has your number memorized. But you’re doing him a favor, that’s what he should be focused on.

He finds a slightly less trashed Sirius back on his favorite stool, trying to convince the tender to slip some tequila into his glass of water. Sirius would be much more successful in his endeavors had it not been for the amalgamation of several beers and shots he had been given from this same bartender who had made the executive decision to cut him off.

“You’re ruining my life,” Sirius moans. The tender shrugs.

Remus is doing his best to console him when you walk in. You’re in what appear to be sleeping clothes, and your hair is pulled back away from your very clean-looking face. A rush of guilt runs through him like ice. You were getting ready for bed, and he interrupted. The feeling is followed by something else entirely. You look adorable.

Your eyes catch his in the midst of his admiration and instead of your blinding smile he is granted a look of severe distress. It only deepens the closer you get to him.

“Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

He smiles despite his better judgment, and it looks like you ease up for a second.

“It’s just a flat, honey. Nothing too major.”

You visibly exhale, trying to release some of the tension pent up in your shoulders.

“You don’t have a spare?”

He does; he doesn’t know what to do with it. Sirius is too drunk to be useful and James isn’t here.

“Hello gorgeous,” Sirius croons. “I’m Sirius.”

“Happy to hear that; I take compliments very seriously,” you say, glancing curiously at him. “And here I thought I was your only friend, Remus.”

“Maybe I just want you all to myself,” Remus mutters before he can think twice, reaching out to steady Sirius on the stool. He pauses, realizing what he shouldn’t have said, and the regret is immediate. Sirius gapes while you preen with delight.

“Well then,” you look almost bashful, but Remus knows you better than that. You are incorrigible at best, and will tease him about this instance for the rest of eternity. “If you have a spare, I can change your tire.” Your voice is softer when you reply, the reverberation of his statement thrumming in your ears, subduing your generally loud demeanor.

“Are you serious?”

“No I am!”

You laugh as you nod.

He and Sirius then follow you out to your car, where you produce a little pink tool kit from your trunk.

Remus leads you to his car, where you instantly get to work.

“The trick,” you tell Remus, “is to loosen the bolts while the tire is on the ground. The friction of the tire and the road makes it easier.”

You jack the car up, unscrewing the bolts the rest of the way, before Remus hands you the spare.

“Then you tighten the bolts a little,” you say, “Lower the car.” He watches you intently as you demonstrate. “And use the friction to tighten the screws real tight!”

You’re finished sooner than he thought you’d be and much dirtier.

“I’m sorry for ruining your outfit, Hon” he says.

You laugh lightly. “I had to do laundry anyway.” Your laundry day was yesterday but Remus doesn’t need to know that.

Remus walks you to your car after getting Sirius in the passenger seat.

“I’m sorry for all the trouble,” he says, hands stuffed into his pockets.

“What are friends for?” you say; your smile is soft, and your eyes sparkle when they catch his. Friends. Fuck.

He swoops down and pecks you on the cheek like a friend would. And you giggle beside yourself.

“I’ll call you later to check in; make sure you're not dead,” he says.

And he does.

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Robotnik saying that he's undesirable to all genders made me realize that he didn't ignore Stone's affection because he doesn't care about him but because he just simply didn't believe that anyone could love him and thought that Stone was only pretending to care about him as a part of his job.

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rb to give the previous person a fucking break because life aint life-ing the way its supposed to life and it fucking sucks.

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I cannot believe there's absolutely no way to watch free shows and movies anymore, there are too many paid streaming platforms and pirating websites have viruses and ads preventing you from watching it uninterrupted((.)) id rather follow the rules and purchase media moving forward because it is too inconvenient. Seriously, free and no ads or viruses with 1080p streaming is DEAD.

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There was a TikTok post about an advertisement for “blood-making pills for weak women” someone found in a newspaper from the 1890s and everybody seemed to think it was just an example of the weird misogyny of the day and age but no. Anemia was a massive public health concern. It always has been through history but part of the reason we have this idea of old timey women thought history being physical weak, chronically cold and pale and fainting is because they often they were. Anemia was also a massive problem for men in that day but even now it disproportionally affects people who menstruate. So tonics full of stimulants and “healthful vitamins” were marketed at young women in pages upon pages of advertisements in every newspaper. People generally felt like shit all the time back then.

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I LOVE HER

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spotify is raising prices again here's the apk that gives you premium for free

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stumbled across some of my printer opinions that i don't recall writing but am correct about

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Hmmm i disagree with you but i could not possibly wade through the cranberry bog of my mind to verbalize why

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Master doc that contains different resources and support for many countries including Palestine, Congo, Haiti, Hawai’i, etc ((op is underneath the link))

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NORTHERN EXPOSURE

3.17 Lost And Found

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Day dress. c. 1855. English. Kyoto Costume Institute.

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this is gonna be a very niche and specific post, but my idea of heaven is living in the fictional town of cicely, alaska in the tender year of 1990, making movies with ed, eating at the brick, being best friends with maggie, making fun of joel, getting advice from ruth anne, holling, and shelly, and living out of a trailer with chris (totally not being the subject of all of his art, not at all)