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it took too long for you to call back and normally I would just forget that except for the fact it was my birthday my fucking birthday !

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He let out a laugh, his hand moving to rub at his face in an attempt to hide the heat that rose to his cheeks. "I think it's time for you to start drinking water." He gestured to get a glass of water. "I'm starting to think you sweet talk me just to get me to sober you up."

Lips pursed, forming into a pout. "Not that much - Only -" He attempted to count. "Hm -" Finger tapped at his lips. "Anyway, that's irrelevant the sentiment still stands."

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i’m one of the lucky ones. because you survived? …aye, that too.

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"...Alright, how much have you had to drink? And smoke?"

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"You're my sweetheart, you're my angel. You're my light when it gets dark."

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"selenophobia is an intense fear of the moon. people who fear the moon may close curtains, avoid looking at the sky or refuse to go outside at nighttime ...

these symptoms worsen during a full moon. 

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He wasn't one who usually frequented the nightlife scene -- he preferred to stay home, leaving the partying to the rest of them. Parties had always ended up with him getting annoyed and irritated for reasons beyond his control. But it was hard to say no to Sirius, even after all of these years. Dark eyes move along the space, trying to find the man that invited him to come out. An easy smile grew on his lips when his gaze settled on the other man, sighing softly and tugging his fingers through his hair.

"I believe you said that you would die if I didn't show up. And I couldn't have that." He shouted over the music so Sirius could hear him, allowing him to guide him over toward the bar. He leaned onto the bar, eyes scanning the area and trying to hide his slight nose wrinkle at the noise and the lights. Most of his senses were sensitive -- especially the closer to the full moon it got. "Just a whiskey. Neat," he called back, turning so he was side leaning on the bar and raising an eyebrow at his friend. "What's the occasion?"

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Sirius moved in time with the music, hands lifting above his head as his hips danced to the beat. Most of the wizarding clubs had gone underground, the threat of war bringing back a rise in speakeasies and a hedonistic subculture. People were fighting, they were tired, they needed somewhere to decompress. They were filled with people who were struggling, trying to find normality and distraction amidst the chaos.

As a hand slid around his waist, Sirius grinned, moving back against the stranger and reaching his hand around to tangle in the man's hair. He was about to turn and introduce himself when he saw a familiar figure at the edge of the dancefloor and suddenly everyone else was forgotten. "Moons!" Sirius shook the stranger away, moving towards his friend and enveloping in a hug. He smelled of cologne, smoke and firewhiskey. "You came! Come on - Drinks -" He barely gave Remus time to settle, taking his hand and dragging him towards the bar. "What do you fancy?"

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"i --" he's right. he can't just leave him to do all of the work. he reaches up and tugs his fingers through his hair, glancing over at the time. it's why he hates group projects -- because they always fall around the time of the full moon, which makes him look like he's slacking. usually he's paired up

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" wait , about our project ? you cannot just leave me to do all the work. " the ravenclaw pouts . the dark haired wolf frowned. he only did one of the assignment, but this required two people to do it . caspian then calmed down. he didn’t mean to be upset towards remus. the dark haired muggleborn pushed his glasses up to his nose. the wolf looked up at his friend. “ rem.”

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“Expressing my opinion is not a terrorist action.” - @xmadnesswithin

"It is when you say something that is so abhorrent that I can't even figure out a way to defend your opinion."

It wasn't unlike Remus to get Sirius riled up -- purposefully saying things to get a reaction out of the other man. The familiar banter brought a smile to his lips, his eyebrow arching over at his friend despite how he desperately tried to look offended as Sirius expressed his opinions on Remus's guilty pleasure -- chocolate. He breaks off a piece of dark chocolate and takes a bite, letting it dangle from the corner of his lips to nibble on it as he puts the rest of the bar away.

"How dare you insinuate that dark chocolate isn't the superior chocolates. This is really making me consider just how willing I am to stay friends with you."

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❛ we look out for each other. that’s what we do. ❜ (Remus/Sirius @xmadnesswithin)

That was something that was easy for Sirius to say. That they always looked out for each other. That they'll always be there for each other. It's easy for him, because Sirius has never really had to be the one that they looked out for. Every day, every thing that his friends to to help him -- to support him -- eats away at him. The guilt of being that friend that constantly needs assistance with something. Sirius -- like the rest of his friends -- would never understand the struggle of having to struggle with constantly having to rely on others. Without James, Remus would be homeless. Without the help of his friends on the nights of the full moon -- the man would have probably been dead by now. He let out a soft chuckle, pushing his long fingers through his hair as he gave his friend a simple shrug in response.

"Everyone might not always be around to look out for each other, Padfoot. Eventually we're going to have to break this...probably unhealthy codependency we all have with each other."

It was the dark reality of living in a world in the middle of an impending war -- a reality that hit him right in the face whenever he read the list of attacks on innocent lives, when more laws were thrown down about what werewolves could and could not do. He hated it. He hated every moment of it, but it was the reality check he needed once he got out of Hogwarts. He couldn't constantly keep relying on his friends to bail him out -- to be there for him. Not when they were getting married and wanting to star families. Not in the middle of a war when people were dying every day just because people deemed their bloodline was unworthy.

"I think I'm gonna do this next one alone, Padfoot." He finally turned to look at his friend, a half smile on his lips in an attempt to be reassuring. "I'll be fine. I promise."

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teddy lupins birth was on the night of a full moon. april 11th 1998. please don't touch me it HURTS.

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“Since when have you not wanted someone to sing your praises, Prongs?” And he felt so uncomfortable with the thought of not thanking his friend — or showing any kind of appreciation. His fingers tap on the book cases, his eyes flicking over them and already coming up with ideas on how to organize his books on the shelves. "Food and a drink here sounds good." He looked over his shoulder at him and he let out a laugh, shrugging and reaching up to rub at the back of his neck. "Just us is fine. I'm sure the other two are busy. And honestly, I think Padfoot would probably trash the place before I've even had a chance to move in." He sighs and pushes his sleeves up, shoving his hands in his pockets as he moves back over toward his friend. "I'll probably just start unpacking. It's gonna be really boring -- you don't have to stay, Prongs."

"You don't have to thank me." James waved it away, shaking his head. "I wanted to do it for you. You need a home, Rem and this looks like it'll be a good one." He did a sweep of the room with his eyes before returning to meet Moony's gaze. "Well, we could get food and have a drink here? Your first meal and drink in your new home?" He moved to stand by the window, looking out for a moment. James wasn't the best at explaining how much his friends meant to him so he chose to show his affection through gestures instead. It was his way of showing them how important they were to him. "What do you think? I could ask Sirius and Peter if they want to come over? Or it could be just us. Completely up to you, Moons. Whatever you want - Tonight is your night."

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Since graduating, full moons had been hard — but he wasn’t going to ask them to come and help like they used to. James and Lily were trying to start a family — Sirius and Peter were off…doing whatever it was they were doing. He wasn’t as good at healing himself up as his friends were — but he got the job done. This night had been particularly difficult, he couldn’t remember what happened but he knew the pain that he was going through that he was struggling to keep his eyes open long enough to seal up any of his wounds that were bleeding profusely. He knew he was bleeding too much — but merlin was he was tired. Not only from the night before, but exhausted from just dealing with this. Having to constantly rely on his friends — not only on the full moons, but with James paying for his flat and providing things for him. He hated it — he hated himself. This was the first time in a long time where Remus had very little energy left — and didn’t reach for his wand to start the healing process.

His flesh was far too warm and pale. He was shivering and sweating at the same time. His breathing was labored and it was impossible to keep his eyes open. He let out a loud yelp when he’s suddenly off of the cool floor — pain shooting through him as he was set down on another, softer surface. Sirius’s voice forced him to open his tired eyes, half lidded and attempting to focus. “Padfoot I —“ he started, his voice hoarse and slurred, but his voice was cut off by a cry of pain — the pain suddenly washing over him. His bloodied hands moved to his mouth to cover a strangled sob, sobbing not only because of the pain but because of the fact that again he needed to be helped. His friend had to come and help him.

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THE GREEN KNIGHT (2021)

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Dev Patel and leaving the top of his shirts unbuttoned

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wolfstar incorrect quotes

sirius: i’m definitely the one in charge of the relationship.

remus: babe, stand up.

sirius: *stands up*

remus: sit down.

sirius: *sits down*

remus: look over here.

sirius: *looks at him*

remus: mm, interesting.

sirius: *unaware* anyway~