#but have we considered drama queen remus?

[greyeyedmonster-18]

(also adding to remus--

one of my fav things about ten reasons remus (actually...a lot of the versions i write of him lol) is he literally throws tantrums in public places and has no qualms about it.

our first intro to remus in ten reasons is him throwing a full wine glass on the ground in the middle of a party and then storming out with his middle finger in the air.

later on we see him fling his credit card at his ex; and even later we see him pick up a hammer and just wreck his door.

in No Matter the Wreckage, he's out here publicly pouting about sirius with another boy like "well he smells and he's short so there" and he simply doesn't care!!

postcard from paris he's out here BOLDFACE lying about having a plus one to a wedding, doing a bad job of it, and still sticking to his guns about it. "yeah I'm lying and i know you know I'm lying but i simply do not care and here i am"

its absolutely ridiculous and i love him for it.)

[florenceuentin]

April 24: Sword- Cut my hair and you die

Word count: 996

@wolfstarmicrofic

Tangled AU starring Sirius as Rapunzel, Remus as Flynn Rider, and James as mother who knows best (I forgot her name)

When Remus finally climbs up the Astronomy Tower, he is internally cursing all of his friends. Ha ha happy Halloween. Since when is it a Halloween tradition to reenact Disney movies? He should have never, never, introduced muggle movies to his overly hyper boyfriend. Do what excites, Sirius said. Yea, then why isn’t he the one climbing up a 40-meter tower?

Before his eyes could adjust to the darkness, Remus is hit by a hex right in the stomach. It’s not enough to damage, but still hurts as hell. (Fucking drama queens.) He doesn’t need to turn over to know whose idea this was.

“Now look what you’ve done, Rapunzel.” says the voice of no other than James Potter. And he is apparently wearing a dark red dress with a plunging neckline.

“Is that Lily’s dress?” Remus asks.

“Yea.” James nods.

“It fits nice.” Remus is sincere.

“Thanks, mate. I used Engorgio to-”

“Ahem.” James is interrupted by someone clearing his throat in the corner.

“Oh hi, Sirius.” Remus waves his hand.

“Ai, Voomy.” Sirius’s voice is muffled by the tape over his mouth.

“Oh right, we should get back to that,” James smiles sheepishly. “But come over later. I’ll show you the original design I sketched. It’s pretty astonishing.”

“I don’t doubt it,” Remus offers kindheartedly.

James squats next to Sirius who is tied to the wall by heavy chains around his wrists. Remus does respect their commitment.

“Stop fighting me, Rapunzel!” James yells and peels the tape off Sirius’s face in one smooth motion.

Remus mentally winces at how that must feel. But Sirius doesn’t even bat an eyelash. He’s good. It pains Remus to think about how Sirius got so good at acting and pretending.

“I’ll never stop fighting you. I’ll never stop trying to escape.” The line delivery, Remus observes, just chef kiss.

“But, if you let me save him, I’ll go with you.”

No Rapunzel! Remus shouts internally. Then he notices two pairs of dark eyes staring at him expectantly. (Oh, right.)

“No, no, Rapunzel…” He gives his best panting voice. He has plenty of practice on that.

Sirius swallow. (Fucking weirdo)

James narrows his eyes at Remus and walks over to him. He chains Remus’s right hand to the wall. Remus is excited. (Oops, I’m also a weirdo)

“Eugene!” Sirius stumbles across the room to reach him.

“Everything is gonna be okay. I promise you,” Sirius caresses his face and his stomach gently. Remus tries his best to make all kinds of groaning and panting noises, which really isn’t difficult to do considering he’s currently chained up and Sirius is hovering above him.

“No, Rapunzel. I can’t let you do this,” Remus remembers his line.

“And I can’t let you die,” Sirius whispers. He holds Remus’s face in his hand and touches Remus all over with his warm grey eyes.

For a long moment, they just stare at each other like that.

“...”

“Ahem,” James clears his throat behind them.

“Right,” Sirius blinks away from his daze. “Trust me. It’s gonna be alright.” He assures.

Remus nods. He trusts Sirius, completely. He lifts the corners of his lips to manage a weak smile. That’s his moment, Remus thinks, after two years with Sirius, his acting skill is finally more than subpar.

He looks at Sirius expectantly, hoping to find an acknowledging look of encouragement. But the other boy is frowning at him.

“What?” Remus asks, confused.

“It’s your part, Moony,” Sirius reminds him through closed lips.

Oh, right. He is supposed to cut Sirius’s hair. WHAT!? He is supposed to cut Sirius’s hair!

“Hmm, are you sure, Pads? Sorry, Rapunzel.”

“Yea, just do it.”

“You are not going to be mad at me?” Remus hesitates.

“Of course not,” Sirius assures.

“Err, are you sure?”

“Yeah, get to it already, Eugene,” Sirius rolls his eyes. “It’s not even my real hair.”

“What?”

“Yea, it’s a wig.”

“Oh, ok then.” Remus grabs the sword beside him. (Sirius argued it might hurt Remus’ hand if they actually use a piece of broken glass. Peter, the equipment guy, groaned but replaced it with a sword nevertheless.)

He reaches behind Sirius’s neck and carefully lines the sword. He can do it. He is gonna do it. He is doing it-

“You are actually gonna do it?!” Sirius grabs his hand and looks at him incredulously.

“Err, yea?”

“Oh my god, Remus. I can’t believe you!”

(What the fuck?) Remus is so lost.

“You. asked. Me. to cut your hair.” He pokes a finger at Sirius.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to do it!”

“You said it’s a wig!”

“And still, you were going to cut my hair!”

“It’s not your hair!”

“But you were still going to cut it!”

“I can’t believe you, Sirius.”

“I can’t believe you, Remus.”

They stare at each other. The tension between them stretches.

Sirius’s chest is heaving with anger, and Remus’s face is pink from arguing. The sexual tension between them stretches.

“Alright,” James claps his hands from the other end of the room. “So, Eugene is not saved, and Rapunzel is coming with me. Ah, we are doing an alternative ending this year. Pretty cool, actually.” He marches towards Sirius.

“Get out!” Remus and Sirius yell together.

“What the..” James is startled.

“Sorry, Prongs. Just go back to the dorm, will you?” Sirius apologizes, his gaze not leaving Remus. “Moony and I have some unfinished business.”

James looks between them.

“Oh. Oh. Right, of course.” He escapes the tower.

“Where were we?” Sirius grins at Remus as soon as James left the tower on his broom.

“We were about to fuck.” Remus replies honestly.

“Right,” Sirius barks out a laugh and leans in to kiss Remus. His hand moves to grab Remus’s chained wrist.

“Do you want me to remove this for you first?” He asks against the brown-hair boy’s lips.

“Don’t you fucking dare!”

Sirius laughs again and Remus drags Sirius closer with his spare hand.

[reg-arcturus-black]

You Belong With Me

Part 3

Juliette Potter and Sirius Black have never taken each other seriously. They joke, tease and flirt constantly, but it doesn't a mean thing. Or so they think.

Warnings: None.

Fluff

795 words

Masterlist | Part 1 | Part 2

something about this gif... pretty sure this is how Sirius looked while trying to make Juliette better :')

The crowd cheered as the Ravenclaw chaser threw the ball through the hoop, earning 10 more points.

"If they win," James said excitedly to Remus, "We play them in the next match."

Juli looked at the game and the players and their undeniable talent. Their strategy was unmatched. Practical and efficient. "If they do, I am not playing!"

Her statement was met with an instant protest from the girls.

"You didn't work this hard to not play!"

"We need you on the team!"

"They don't stand a chance against you!"

"Whatever," she sighed and sat down.

"Stop being a drama queen, smarty." Sirius said smugly, moving away from his friends and sitting down next to her. "We had a deal. Two presents for a beater try out."

"You didn't even honor it! And you have been playing it for a year! It will be my first match.

Alice and Lily shook their heads and moved towards the edge of the stand, knowing that Sirius would convince her.

"That's hardly an excuse."

She gave him a glare and he sighed.

"You are a badass, smarty. Don't let them scare you. You have done things like jumping into the Black Lake in November! What's a quidditch game? You're the first girl beater in the longest time!"

She seemed to consider this for a moment. "You know," she started. "I am the one who has been closest to the Willow and not got hit! I am the only girl beater! I am a badass!"

"There you go!" He grinned and pulled her up, dragging her to see the match, as the crowd roared again, this time joined by Sirius and Juli.

🌊⭐

"If you were a food, what would you be?" James asked, staring at the fork in his hand.

Not wanting to wake the girls up, Juli had found herself eating her cravings at 2 AM in the boys' dorm. She had taken everything she could from the kitchen because she wanted to eat everything and anything. She was hungry. More than she had ever been before, but that is what she said every time.

The floor was covered with butterbeer bottles, half-eaten cakes, chocolate wrappers, mashed potatoes, because something salty was required, too, obviously and cookies she had baked herself with the help of lovely house elves.

"Definitely shepherd's pie," Sirius answered without thinking.

Juli blinked and slowly looked at Remus, both of them rolling their eyes.

"I am too sleepy to have this conversation." She sighed, climbing onto James' bed. "Good night."

Before she could lay back, everyone painfully witnessed James throwing a wrapper at her which didn't even reach her foot and after lazily floating around, settled half a feet away from him.

"That was just sad, Potter." She said, braiding her hair.

"Go lay in your own bed in your dorm, Potter." He said, shaking her leg.

"Hey! Stop it..." She said, trying to brush away his hand. "Stop it! And you and Sirius can share a bed. My dorm is too far away."

"I am not sharing!" Sirius declared, having some more cake.

"He can sleep on the floor for all I care."

"Remind me why are we letting her do this?" James asked with annoyance.

"Mood swings..." Remus whispered.

James groaned. "Get up, Jules!"

"Shut up, James!" She slid further under the blanket. "Go sleep on someone else's bed. And if you try to snatch the blanket away," she threatened as he moved towards her. "I will shove your wand where the sun doesn't shine!"

"Mate, stay away..." Sirius warned as James looked at him and slowly moved towards his bed.

Before he reached, Sirius jumped on his bed, laying so that there would be no space.

"Fine," James shrugged and moved on to Peter's bed.

"Oops. Use Remus'." Peter suggested, as he deliberately dragged a chocolate along his pillow, which he would clean in a minute with a simple spell.

It wasn't until his name was mentioned that Remus tore his attention away from the chocolate. "Potter, if you go anywhere near my perfectly made bed...." he said, getting up, as James moved towards the door, opening it.

"What are you going to do about it?" He smirked.

Remus' expression told James that that was a mistake and he bolted out the door, with Remus hot on his heels.

The other three burst out into a laughter as Juli high fived Sirius, happy that they would get in trouble at this hour.

"Can't believe you managed that," Peter said, cleaning his pillow.

"Manage what?"

"Getting them into trouble past midnight even though they did not do anything!"

"Well, Peter. That's me." She shrugged with a smirk and got up to go to her own dorm. "I am a badass."

[siriusmydeer]

ooo okay so a James Potter x reader soulmate au where they feel each others pain, and she has a suspicion he's her soulmate but it's confirmed when he falls off his broom, and she hates him being her soulmate because he's in love with lily, but he says that lily doesn't matter anymore blah blah, and she says she first thought it was him when he fell of a bench in the great hall or something after confessing his love for lily in front of the entire school (1)

‘all along that they were soulmates but she tells him its really inconsiderate for being so obvious about his love for lily when he knew he had a soulmate and he feels really guilty and tries to make it up for her and yeah fluff ending please :)’

the painful soulmate

james potter x fem!reader

summary: in a world where you can feel your soulmates pain; your soulmate happens to think someone else is his soulmate

word count: 2.2k

warning: swearing, mentions of verbally abusing someone, mentions of beating people up, injuries; falling in the air, cracked ribs, tripping, face planting. joking name calling, kissing, angst, soulmate au, insinuation of unrequited love, fluff ending

by the age of 16 you and every other witch along with wizard were given a particular... gift. you wouldn’t consider it a gift, more like your worse fucking nightmare but you could squeal and pretend to be all dainty and excited about meeting your soulmate.

i mean why not give someone a choice on who they wanted to love? this wasn’t a game of spin the bottle this was forever.

being the only female in your friend group, made all the boys amongst you ridiculously pry into your privacy. wanting to know who they had to verbally torture considering they would scoop up the ‘precious little baby-girl’ of the group.

coming directly from the drama queen himself; sirius black. it’s not like they could beat up your partner because you would be able to feel his or her pain as-well.

you were sat in the marauders dorm absently playing with your fingers while looking at each of your mates, sirius and remus attempted to finish their plans on a new prank for the newest defence against the dark arts teacher, james sat at his desk table writing up ways to ask lily more dramatically than the last and peter had been figuring out his transfiguration homework from a few days prior.

“prongs, if you know she’s gonna say no, then why ask?” remus questioned not even looked at the sapphire-eyed boy. his only logic being, ‘well ill turn her no into a yes.’ as if coercion was the way to go.

the brunette sat at the table swiftly turning his head in the lyncanthropes direction, his spectacles almost falling down his nose from the quick snap of his head. “well, lily-pad has always said, ‘not in a million years!’ but that means after a million years she’d go out with me.” finishing his speech with a small grin.

the rest of the group on the other hand looked at him dumbfounded. eyebrows either scrunched or furrowed, “james m’afraid that’s not how it works.” you spoke, trying to ease his feelings as if your words could stop his incessant pining.

“well, i’ll just make it work!” turning around and continuing his list, speaking as if he was godric gryffindor coming up with the best idea of the century. “ten galleons she says no again.” sirius quickly whispers in peters direction, the dirty blonde haired boy doing a quick nod then looking back at his parchment.

“i heard that!”

the next time there was a ramble of soulmate talk, which by the way you were getting exhausted from. why did everyone have to have a soulmate? why couldn’t you pick from your own free will? it’s not even like you could have a bloody crush because there was already someone supposedly out there for you!

one free period, ONE! and it’s spent over peter narrowing down his options on all the gryffindor girls he might be paired with. “it’s definitely not marls, peter.” sirius’ pearl irises glanced at peter than over to remus who was trying to teach you how to play wizards chess.

“moony, not to be offensive, but this game sucks arse.” you shrugged, glaring at your queen piece that looked like it wanted to yell at you. as you were twisting around the wood of your pieces, james got up from the bench catching a glimpse of red among the ravenclaw students. instead tripping on the stone of the bench and face planting into the freshly cut grass.

you felt a soreness at the fronts of your calves and an immense discomfort on your face. you grimaced while rubbing your knees trying to soothe the random shoot of exertion through your veins to the point where you almost had the urge to groan.

james quickly scrambled to his feet trying to brush out his hair that had sprinkles of green all over the front, you completely ignored the fact that james’ fall broken by the stone of the bench had caused you to have a twinge of pain into your system.

“none of you saw that.” he panted with slight embarrassment, directing his message to sirius who had his hand clenched into a fist over his lips attempting to cover up the small chortles that were threatening to escape his lips.

“don’t worry, we saw nothing.” you confirmed with an amused grin, putting your two fingers over your lips like a seal.

he grinned back at you twice as hard, your heart starting more of an upbeat frequency that you started to notice as he sat beside you moving a piece that could ruin remus’ chance at winning.

“you slimy git! you’re helping her cheat, you little slag!” remus whined, trying to analyze the board again.

after your recovery, from absolutely nothing. you were sprawled on the scarlet-couch waiting for the rest of your friends to come back from detention. you dazed into a book remus had recently given to you, an icepack laying on your foot as you were almost hypnotized by the pride and prejudice book in your hands.

“oi, m’lady!” sirius abruptly shouted while returning to his common room. you jumped from the stentorian voice, that sunk into the now not-solemn and peaceful common room.

you turned your head seeing the bespectacled boy limp onto the other vermillion couch and rest his leg onto the plush of the pillow, meanwhile, the fawn and dirty blonde haired boys sat in the gryffindor-red love seats tired from their detention.

“what’s wrong with him?” you asked, referring to james’ leg that was propped under the pillow.

“we don’t know, we were walking and he just picked up his foot in agony. who knows maybe lily stubbed her toe.” sirius amused to the rest of the group. but your eyes widened in concern, but you had— there’s absolutely and completely no way. more than one person can stub their toe in one day, not just— just one person.

almost like you were in a daze or hypnotized, as stealth as possible you grabbed the maroon coloured blanket that was rested on the arm rest of the couch you spread it over your legs covering the foot; that you had injured previously that day.

what the fuck. no seriously, what the fuck. there wasn’t— there couldn’t even be— that wouldn’t work. it’s not possible. the butterflies, the flushed face, the nervous ticks— fuck.

over the course of the next few days, you were very careful. you could’ve been mary friggin’ poppins i mean you didn’t want him to get suspicious if you were both injured at the same time. you also did not want to know if he— the boy pining over lily fucking evans since first year was possibly— no there’s no way.

the following week there was a slytherin and gryffindor quidditch game. which also happened to be incredibly nerve wracking not only for you but between both houses, as much as slytherin wanted to seem nonchalant there act was simply not going to work. this determined who would be playing in the quidditch house cup, slytherins also happened to not play the fairest in quidditch so extra gryffindor training was keen.

well now that following week, was today. the game was fine, great even. gryffindor was in the lead and james was about to score a quaffle in the hoop, that was until slytherin beater decided to bat a bludger right into james torso causing him to collapse off his broom twenty five feet into the air with nothing to break his fall. at the reflect of the bludger on james ribs you already groaned hunched over into your seat catches the attention of both peter and sirius.

dumbledore did all the spells he could in such a swiftly manner before james skidded on the muddy grass of the pitch. by then you couldn’t even hold in the moans and groans from his affliction with the hard iron bludger and the fall from the air.

both peter and sirius’ eyes widened and shared a look before taking concern to your arching figure. “m’god i didn’t think it hurt that bad!” you groaned into your hands that could almost be seen as trembling from the agony that you were in as james’ team mates brought him down to the infirmary to check for injuries which he did in-fact have.

after sirius had brought you to your dorm, attempting to do a spell to rid you of most-but not all of your pain he raced to healers wing, seeing james on the verge of unconsciousness as madam pomfrey tried to whip up a potion in a fast manner to heal the boy.

i guess it was true— james was your soulmate. your soulmate in love with another woman that is.

a few hours later james was ordered to stay the night for observation, while both sirius and peter decided to catch up remus along with james up on the other ‘things’ more, or less, that occurred during the quidditch match.

him, and lily.... weren’t soulmates? he thought maybe one day they would’ve ended up together, at some point. not his very best friend being the one he’s ‘destined’ with. but he was desperate to speak with you, how did you know? did you even know? how bad did it hurt? he had so many questions scattered around his brain, until he saw your face that was close to a grimace from pain.

“hi.” you whispered, catching his attention.

“hey.” he whispered back hoarsely, gulping at the sudden tension in the room.

“so we’re—“ “you’re my—“ you both spoke at the same time, following an humourless more-so nervous chuckle, from the both of you.

“how long— did you even know?” james started, looking at your figure as if you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

you sat down nervously, cracking your knuckles as you were unsure where to start. “i thought— i started wondering, that day me and rem were playing chess and you fell.” you cleared your throat while speaking, avoiding eye contact entirely. “my knees started to hurt, but i didn’t even notice it. the day that you came into the common room limping, was when i suspected it.” you wrung your fingers together nervously, then looking into his irises.

“you knew? why didn’t you—“ his anger already starting to get the best of him, you knew that you were his soulmate. you were right in-front of him, but you never told him; he almost felt betrayed.

“i didn’t know! only suspected. but you have to understand, james. you were incessantly pinning after lily, you claimed you were ‘in love with her’. you’re making it seem like it was gonna be so easy for me to tell you that ‘guess what, james! the girl you love actually isn’t your soulmate and it’s your best friend you have no interest in!’ prongs, m’fraud s’not that easy.” you mocked, proving your correct argument to him based on his actions.

he took a shaky breath, analyzing basically his whole life in-front of him. even though he might’ve ‘loved’ lily, you were still more important to him. soulmate or not, he would always go to you first. he could barely stand to fight with you, he couldn’t loose you over some silly crush that he had.

“it doesn’t matter— lily— she doesn’t matter. y/n it’s you, soulmate, not soulmate, who cares! lily or not lily, you’ve always been my go-to, my number one, i mean you’ve always been the most important!” he said drastically while punctuating his words, and flailing his arms in the air to prove his point to you.

you sighed looking at him, almost unsure of his words. he looked at you expectantly before speaking again, “i’ll get on my knees right now and beg to you. with broken— well now bruised but priory broken ribs. not to mention my stubbed toe.” he chuckled at last second trying to humour you.

“oh my g— get up!” you snickered at him, james potter was on his knees fighting all the pride in his system right in-front of you where you were sat. his hands grasped both sides of your thighs trying to soothe you into you forgiving him.

at the sight of him right infront of you, with the best sirius black puppy dog eyes he could muster with a pouted lip you immediately gave in. “fine.” you sighed, “fine, fine, fine.” you giggled.

both of his hands encasing your cheeks, a small pout on your lips. “can i kiss you?” he asked, his elbows resting on your thighs. you looked at him pretending to ponder off in thought; shrugging while you spoke, “hmmm, maybe. i gues—“ he quickly cut you off, kissing your pouted lips in the middle of a sentence.

you kissed back, holding his face between your agile fingers. your right hand resting on his squared jaw and the other in his fluffy and borderline-sweaty hair. your lips slotting together, he could feel the mint taste from the gum you have chewed earlier bleed onto his tastebuds; you on the other hand, not such a memorable taste.

you quickly pulled away, a dramatic whine escaping from his throat. “you remember when you face planted into the dirt earlier?” you giggled while asking him. he looked at you confused; why would... you... be asking if he remembered himself falling?

“erm, yeah i can recall.”

“yeah your mouth tastes like dirt.”

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[the-duke-of-nuts]

Is This Coffee Hot Or Is It Just You?

Day 3: Coffee Shop @dukexietyweek 

Summary: Virgil finds out that a certain someone happens to work at the local coffee shop

Pairing: Dukexiety

Word Count: 1389

Warnings: Food Mention, Innuendos, Violence Mention, Literally all of my fics contain swearing so there’s that I guess

Tag List: @idontcareaboutcanon (If anyone else wants to be added just let me know)

Ah Coffee shops. Virgil never understood the appeal about a place filled with nothing but caffine, free WIFI, hipsters, and pastries. He certainly also didn't understand why he agreed to go to the local one near his apartment that his friends kept oh so begging him to go to for some reason. Well, by "friends" it was mostly Patton and Roman. His other two friends could care less about the place just as much as him. But here he was opening the door to the quiet semi-crowded shop. There was an oddly comforting atmosphere to it. The lights were dim, random relaxing music can be heard through the speakers, various different tea boxes and mugs hung on the shelves. "Maybe this place isn't so bad." Virgil thought to himself as he looked around the room. He walked forward to the counter as he happened to be the next person in line but then he saw him.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

Remus Pierce. The same Remus Pierce that always flirted with him in high school. The same Remus Pierce that casually ate juiced bread at lunch to gross people out. The same Remus Pierce that Virgil secretly had a crush- 

"Well hello there customer~ What can I get you~?" The said mustached, silver streaked hair barista asked smirking. "Coffee." Virgil deadpanned. "I'm afraid you're gonna need to be more specific than that." "Like my soul." Virgil glared. "Alright so black it is. And a name?" Remus smirked as he uncapped a marker and held an empty coffee cup. "Oh my god Remus you already know my-" Virgil took a deep breath in so he could stop himself from getting angry and causing an unnecessary scene and answered with a fake smile "Virgil." "I'm sorry can you spell that for me please? I don't wanna misspell a hottie like yours name like everybody else here does to the other customers."

That damn cocky smirk.

Virgil just wanted to kiss- punch that smug look off his face. "V-I-R-G-I-L." "Okay S-E-X-Y got it. Your beverage should be hot and ready for you shortly." Remus winked and booped Virgil's nose as he walked off to go make the emo's coffee. Virgil growled blushing and buried his face in his hands.

Damn him for being so hot- horrible!

Remus soon came back with Virgil's coffee and dramatically bowed as he held the cup for him to take."For you, my 'Bittersweet Symphony'. "Thanks..." Virgil hesitantly took the beverage. "How much?" He asked as he placed the cup down and reached for his wallet. "Oh for you it's on the house!" "Thanks I guess?" Remus smiled and responded with a nod and a hum.

You gorgeous fuck stop smiling!

Virgil's heart started beating a little faster. Surely Remus wasn't having this effect on him right? They've known each other since high school. There was nothing to be nervous about. The only reason Virgil didn't hear much about the barista after that was because Roman hardly ever talked about him. "So... You work here." Virgil stated as he tried to start a conversation. "Yup! Have been for a couple of months now. What about you? Do you do anything nowadays?" "Of course I do I do a lot of stuff!" Virgil immediately answered. " Oh really? Like what?" Remus asked amused. "Stuff..." Virgil half mumbled as he looked away. Remus cackled.

That disgustingly beautiful laugh.

"Vee Vee, I've known you long enough to know that you're not fully being honest because you're either 1, ashamed or 2, scared of what I'm gonna say. Now c'mon what do you actually do? I promise I won't judge." Virgil blushed. Was he really that readable?

"Fine. It's not like you care or anything but I write poems and sell them."

"Nice. Maybe one of these days you can read me one of your angsty emo sonnets. OOH! Or better yet I can help you write some juicy-"

"Not happening!"

"Fine fine suit yourself." Remus chuckled. "So what brings you here Finding Emo?"

"Prince Drama Queen and Chocolate Chip Cookies."

"Ah so Romano and Patty. That figures. You sure it wasn't for another reason~?"

"No?"

"C'mon admit it. I know you missed me~" Remus smirked playfully pinching Virgil's cheek. "I didn't even know you worked here!" Virgil blushed as he swatted Remus' hand away. "Yeah but now you do and you can see me aaaaanytime you want." "Whatever..." Virgil crossed his arms and looked away.

There soon became a silence between them. Since when did Remus' eyes get prettier? Maybe it was the eyeshadow? No he always had that. Maybe it was because they were a deep chocolate brown? His hair and lips definitely looked softer and- Shit! Virgil was staring!

Get out of there! Get out of there now!

"Anyways I should get going and uh-" Virgil cleared his throat as he picked up his coffee and turned around to leave as quick as possible but Remus stopped him. "Wait uh Virgil, can I ask you something?" Ah yes every anxiety-ridden person's favorite question. "You just did." Virgil deadpanned trying to play off his anxiousness. "You know what I meant!" Remus said slightly irritated.

"Fine. What is it?"

"Okay so I was wondering if you maybe wanted to hang out together later after my shift?"

Virgil blushed. "Like a date?" "If you want it to be~" Remus wiggled his eyebrows and winked. "But in all seriousness yeah kind of." A date!? Remus was far from being the romantic type. This had to be a trick right!?

"Remus I-"

"Look, I know you don't like me much and you probably hate me, but just give me this one chance... Please?" Remus took Virgil's hand and gave him a pleading look. Virgil unconsciously held Remus' hand tighter staring into his eyes. He felt bad. Did Remus really think he actually hated him? That was far from the truth. Virgil loved him. He loved him so damn much since the moment he first laid eyes on him. He just didn't know how to tell him. Let alone show him. 

Virgil sighed. "Fine. One date and that's it. If I actually have a good time, I'll maybe consider going on some more with you. If not, then whatever we have going on between us isn't happening.” That was an obvious lie. Virgil would've agreed to go on countless ones regardless of the outcome and accept to being Remus' boyfriend if he asked but he never wanted to actually admit that to the barista's face.

"I won't disappoint!" Remus smiled getting a little excited. "Yeah yeah whatever. Just out of curiosity, what exactly is this date?" Virgil asked knowing fully well that this "date" the barista had planned was far from his twin's definition. Remus smirked and leaned forward for only Virgil to hear. "Two words. Baseball bats and breaking shit." There's the Remus he knew and loved.

Still chaotic as ever.

Virgil smiled. "Alright you've piqued my interest." "I'm glad I did. If I'm lucky, we both know what happens after the first date~" Remus smirked wiggling his eyebrows. "Shut up. You wish." Virgil blushed holding back a laugh and playfully pushed Remus' face away. Remus cackled.

"A man can fantasize."

"Yeah a little too much."

"So you have thought about-"

"Pierce! Stop flirting with the customers and get back to work!"

Remus rolled his eyes annoyed at his manager's voice in the distance. "I gotta go. My shift ends in like 2 hours and I put my number on the cup so just call or text me or come back by then." "Alright." Remus smirked. "What!?" Virgil blushed confused but immediately realized what that smirk meant.

Oh no.

Remus practically made this phrase a tradition everytime they said bye to each other. "I love you no homo." Yup there it was. Virgil sighed and facepalmed "I love you too no homo..." Remus smiled satisfied that Virgil still said it back since the day they first met.

"Later."

"Later."

 Virgil picked his coffee up and left and smiled to himself as soon as he went outside. After all of these years, he's still a dork. That's what Virgil always loved about Remus. And with that final thought, Virgil finally sipped his coffee and his smile grew wider.

He remembered exactly how I liked it.

[luciana-reads]

Hi guys, I am Luciana (or just Lulu) and I am part of the first Harry Potter generation. So, I am 32 years old, I am an old woman! But I love to read and since the pandemic started I went back reading fanfics (last time I was reading lesbian fanfics about drag queens) and found out about Wolfstar. Now I have read more than 1.800 Wolfstar fanfics and I wanted to share my views, my reviews. Thinking about what story should be the first, why not the most famous for this new generation? Why not the one the Wolfstar fans consider canon?

All the Young Dudes by MsKingBean89

I think ATYD was one of the first fanfics Remus pov I have read. I am a super Sirius Black fan, I have loved him since I was 13/14. Wolfstar is my comfort ship. Since everyone talks about this fanfiction for years, I gave it a try.

For the record, I adore angst, the suffering, the pain of my favorite characters. ATYD was like my limit. My heart is still broken, I can't reread. I read in 4 weeks! I was in pain! I was sad!

I can explain; Remus is an orphan who lives in a bad place. He is the most angered Remus that I have read in all the fanfictions. He has anger inside him and I don't like Remus here. But he is so well written, all his actions make sense, he needs therapy and all his suffering is so raw! He can be a mad guy, smoking and stealing, but later he is buying something for his friends.

Remus is so consumed by this anger, by the wolf, by the transformations… We only see his side of events, we only know what happens by his eyes where everything is not fair or colored by his fears, his bad moods. You can see children like him all over the world, he is real. He makes you want to care and support him (in reality we would run away from him because his actions always try to hurt people and we are not the Marauders).

Now remember it's a Wolfstar story. Sirius is scared and so lovable! We can see his lovely actions when he cares for Remus, talks to him, finds spells and ways to help him read and study! How can you hate this Sirius?

Well, if you think both boys don't have any adult figures to guide them on life, to teach them to share information, secrets or TALK about anything, about feelings, about pains! How can their beautiful relationship be secure, not toxic? It's toxic, because after all they have to fight, all their drama, fight fears, family and the big miscommunication… They love each other. So much love! Remus was so inside his mind dealing with the wolf, the pain, the anger inside him, the fear of the war that he mostly was blind to Sirius, who loved him, but Sirius was hiding his true self, he was living with the enemy! Remus wanted Sirius without any talk about feelings and wanting things, feelings that were never put on the table to be shared!

I have to say I cried every time the author wrote a foreshadowing. Talking about the future when you are reading it's my weakness, I get sad! There were times I had to stop reading because my heart was crying because I wanted them to be happy, safe and alive. This fanfiction was a big blow to my heart, to my feelings. I just wanted them to leave the Wizard World to be safe.

I can't spoil the story for you. You need to read. And love and hate every chapter. I also need to talk about Grant.

Grant is an original character loved by many. He is the troublemaker child who lived, loved and survived. Grant is another person who loves Remus, who gives everything and all his life to Remus. He is there for Remus, his relationship with Remus is sad and beautiful. He is there to help Remus understand himself, to pick all the pieces, to protect and let him go. Grant has a heart so full of love that makes me want to cry while writing this.

ATYD is a big story. All 7 years of school, all Dumbledore full manipulation on Remus, on Severus Snape, the war chapters with the werewolves is so scary! Remus is dealing with a lot of feelings of being human, being a werewolf, the chapter when he finds a parent figure, boxes never opened, anger and sadness chapters, Grant chapters where he is the most amazing person with his flaws, his fears, his feelings for Remus, for other people, his want to help! And the chapters with Harry!

It's a big adventure. You need to be prepared. People love this story. They love big, tall Remus, all badass. They love Grant. Oh, if you are worried about smut… There is no descriptive smut, just feelings. Imagine this fanfiction as a big rollercoaster when you think “oh, this chapter was nice and slow” to a chapter where you want to hide and cry over a sentence.

[ninak803]

My Star

Oh wow. Here it is! Part 6! This is the last one. I loved writing the whole story! I hope you enjoy the final part. 

There is a encounter with Sirius’ mother, so you know there is some drama happening. Please don’t read it, if you shouldn’t! Take care of yourself.

Once again a huge Thank you to @heyitssmiller! Thank you for proof reading my stuff! I love you!

If you missed the last part: Part 5

And the tags: @whataboutmyfries @spookydiyharrypotterbat @octoblus @sunflowerfox87 @superwhowhatwherepartyof1

Part 6

Sirius dropped Remus off at his house. He looked at Remus, expectantly. Remus smiled at him, then turned around to Lily and James, who were sitting on the backseat.

“Thanks again for this trip. It was perfect. I really needed to get out of the town for some time. Thanks for persuading me.” Remus said.

“Told you so.” Lily said grinning “I’ll call you tomorrow. Good night.”

James just nodded, half asleep, his head on Lily's shoulder. It was already late at night. Remus turned back to look at Sirius.

“Thanks for driving me home…” he said to him.

“You’re welcome. Sleep well, Remus.” Sirius said smiling.

“Good night…” Remus said as he opened the door.

He stepped out of the car, looking at Sirius once again before he closed the door. He waited until the car was gone before he entered the house quietly. He didn’t want to wake up his mom. Remus went to his room and let himself fall onto his bed. He stared up at the ceiling, this annoying smile, that he wore all weekend, creeped back onto his face. He couldn’t stop smiling.

Remus talked to Lily the next morning after the night at the bar. She was concerned of course. She had already figured out that there must be something between Remus and Sirius. She didn’t say it aloud, though. Remus knew she knew. But he was happy that she didn’t ask him to tell her. He couldn’t. He would have loved to tell her everything, but Sirius was not ready for it yet. And Remus accepted it. Of course he did. Also it was kind of nice to have their relationship just for them. At least for now. 

Remus pulled out his phone, when it rang. A new message from Sirius.

I’m back home now. I already miss you.

Remus smiled like an idiot for a whole minute before he replied.

I miss you too. I don’t want to sleep alone.

Sirius’ answer came immediately.

Neither do I. You have to work tomorrow, right? I could pick you up afterwards, if you’d like? We could have some dinner together?

Having dinner with Sirius sounded like a really good idea.

Sounds perfect. Pick me up at 8. At my place. I need a shower first. Getting rid of all the smells.

Okay. Can’t wait for tomorrow. Good night, Re. x

Good night, Sirius x

Remus fell asleep with his phone still in his hand, smiling.

---

Remus stepped out of the shower when the door rang. Moments later there was a soft knock at the bathroom door.

“Sweetheart, Sirius is here.” Hope told him.

“Ehm… Yeah. Thanks. Tell him I need five more minutes.”

“Okay.” she said and walked away.

Remus hurried to get ready. He stepped out of the bathroom some minutes later. He came into the living room, where Sirius and his mom were sitting on the couch, talking.

“I’m sorry. I worked longer, but now I’m good to go.” Remus said, looking at Sirius. 

When his stormy grey eyes met Remus’, his heartbeat increased at once.

“Don’t worry. I had good company.” Sirius said smiling.

He stood up.

“Okay Mom. Don’t wait for me, yeah?” Remus said.

Hope got up too, she smiled.

“Have a good evening, honey. Have fun.”

“I will, I promise.” Remus answered “Let’s go.”

He took his keys and walked outside, Sirius following him. Remus waited for Sirius to unlock his car, then got in. He took a deep breath and looked at Sirius.

“Hi…” Remus said in a low voice and reached for Sirius' hand.

“Hi.” Sirius said grinning stupidly at Remus. 

Remus had to grin back the same way. He squeezed Sirius’ hand lightly and Sirius squeezed his hand in response.

“So, James is at Lilys’ today. I thought we could order some take away and then just watch a movie or something? We have the whole flat to ourselves.”

“Sounds lovely.” Remus answered.

The idea of having Sirius just for himself for a whole evening was… irresistible.

“Okay, good. Because I already ordered food and it must be ready any minute.” Sirius said and started the engine.

“You ordered already?” Remus asked laughing “How do you know what I’d like to eat?” 

Sirius shrugged.

“Asked your Mom. She said you’d be fine with Thai food, so… It’s okay I hope?” he asked, a bit unsure now.

Remus smiled at him fondly.

“More than okay, Sirius. Thank you.”

They picked up their food and drove to Sirius’ flat. Remus set the table, when Sirius came to him with a bottle of white wine.

“Do you want some wine?” he asked.

“Yeah, sure.”

So Sirius opened the wine. They sat down and started eating. Remus was starving, he ate way too fast as to be considered healthy or appropriate. 

Sirius grinned at him.

“You’re really hungry, aren’t you?”

Remus nodded, his mouth still full with the food. He swallowed, then said:

“Yeah. I didn’t have time to eat at work. And this,” Remus gestured at his plate “Is the best thing I ever had, I swear.” he took another bite of his food.

---

They sat on the couch after dinner, their wine glasses on the couch table in front of them. Sirius had his arm around Remus. They tried to decide on which movie to watch.

“Fuck it.” Sirius said and threw the remote control away.

“I thought you wanted to…” Remus wanted to say, when he was interrupted by Sirius' lips on his.

Well this was a welcome interruption. More than welcome.

Remus pulled him closer, putting his arms around Sirius’ neck. Remus bit into Sirius' bottom lip, softly, teasingly. He felt Sirius’ smile under his lips. Sirius pushed a bit forward, so Remus had to lie down onto the couch, Sirius now on top of him.

He pulled away a little and Remus looked into Sirius' flushed face.

“You’re alright?” Remus asked.

He placed a hand on Sirius’ cheek, looking straight into his eyes. Those eyes… He’ll never get used to them. Never.

Sirius nodded and his lips found Remus’ again.

If this was what his future would look like, Remus wouldn’t complain in the slightest. Lying there on the couch, getting kissed by the gorgeous boy on top of him, Remus just felt at ease. Not a single bad thought could find its way into his endorphine flushed brain. He simply was… happy. Happy. Happy.

Remus smiled under Sirius’ lips. He couldn’t help it.

“What?” Sirius asked him, pulling away a little bit.

Remus shook his head.

“Nothing. I’m just really, really happy right now. I can’t stop smiling. That’s all.”

“I never thought I could ever say this in my life, but… I’m really content. And carefree. And I can’t stop smiling.” Sirius said and planted a small, innocent kiss on Remus’ lips.

Then Sirius sat up and Remus made a sound of protest as he did so.

“Hey! Come back! I wasn’t done yet.” Remus said pouting.

Sirius looked at him and laughed a little bit.

“You’re incredibly cute, when you look like this, you know that?” he said.

Remus sat up as well, shaking his head.

“No, but thank you.” he took Sirius' hand back in his.

Sirius took the remote control with his other hand. 

They finally decided for a movie after a while, though Remus didn’t really watch it.

He pushed Sirius' hair away a little to reveal his neck. He started to kiss his neck gently, causing the other boy to shiver slightly.

Sirius closed his eyes and tilted his head to one side, so it was easier for Remus to reach his neck.

“I could do this the whole night.” Remus said in between kisses.

“Then don’t stop.” Sirius said, enjoying the attention obviously.

Remus smiled. God, his cheeks are going to hurt tomorrow from all this smiling.

---

They finished the movie, but both of them couldn’t really tell what it was about. They didn’t really watch it, most of the time they were kissing each other, enjoying the proximity.

“Do you want to sleep here? I don’t want to sleep alone again…” Sirius said into the silence.

Remus looked at him.

“I’d love to.” he said.

Remus texted his Mom, that he won’t come home tonight, so she wouldn’t worry.

They cleaned up the couch table, then went to Sirius' room together. Remus had never been in here before. He looked around.

On the left side stood a queen size bed, the sheets still unmade. The travel bag, which Sirius had with him on the beach trip, still unpacked on the ground next to the foot end of the bed. On the right side next to the window, there stood a wooden writing desk with a pile of papers on it, neatly stacked. Sirius’ laptop sat open in the middle of the desk, next to it a pen and paper, where Sirius must have scribbled down some thoughts. 

Beside the door stood a dresser, it looked old. Remus' look fell on a ring lying on the dresser, he moved closer to get a better look. It was golden, twisted on the sides before the gold built the holding for a matt, smooth, dark black stone. The stone was large and the whole ring seemed to be heavy and too large for a woman's hand. Remus felt the urge to touch it, but he held back. Sirius was watching him.

“It’s an heirloom. I just keep it because my brother gave it to me before I moved out. It’s actually his. If my parents knew he gave it to me… Well, I don’t want to think about what they would do.” he said in a small voice.

Remus looked at him, Sirius’ expression was unreadable.

“It looks nice.” Remus said.

Sirius laughed a little bit. A sad laugh.

“Yeah. And I bet there is much blood on this stupid ring.”

Remus kept looking at Sirius to see if he would continue. If he would share the history he thought about with Remus, but he went to his bed in silence and sat down.

Remus walked over to the bed and sat down next to him.

“Your family…” Remus started but was interrupted by Sirius immediately.

“Can we just not talk about my family?”

“Yeah. Sure. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay…”

Sirius sighed.

“It’s just… My family is complicated. The goddamn situation is complicated. My whole childhood was complicated. And there is nothing I can do about it.” he said, looking at his hands in his lap.

“I figured out already that your relationship with your family isn’t easy, Sirius. And you don’t have to talk with me about it. Just keep in mind that I’m here to listen to you whenever you need me to, okay? And I won’t judge you or anything. I’ll listen quietly if that’s what you need or I’ll give you advice if I have any. Whatever you need, love.”

Sirius looked up from his hands at Remus at the sound of the pet name. Remus had used it for the first time he noticed and blushed.

“Thank you. This means a lot to me. It really does, Remus.” Sirius said.

Remus pulled him closer and kissed him.

“Any time.”

---

When Remus woke up the next morning the bed was empty. He hadn’t noticed the moment Sirius had left. He had been fast asleep.

Remus yawned and then got up. He put on his pants, yawned again and went into the kitchen. He needed some tea.

Sirius was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. He turned around as he heard Remus enter. Sirius did enjoy the sight in front of him: a still sleepy Remus, his hair a mess, standing in every direction, his movements slow. Remus walked to Sirius, leaning into him, his head on Sirius’ shoulder. Sirius put his arms around Remus and laughed a little.

“Good morning.” he said.

Remus just mumbled something incoherent back at him. That made Sirius laugh again.

“Okay. Sit down. Tea is ready.” he said and moved Remus to the table.

Remus sat down.

“Thank you.” he said as Sirius gave him a mug. 

Remus smelled at it. Hmm. Earl Grey. He smiled. 

Sirius walked back to the stove and turned it off. He took two plates from the cupboard, distributed their breakfast on them, then came back to Remus. He put the plate in front of him.

“Here. I hope you’re hungry.” he said and sat down.

Remus looked at his plate, then at Sirius, who smiled at him.

They both started eating.

“This is so good, honestly.” Remus said, still chewing.

“It’s just scrambled eggs.” Sirius laughed. 

“Accept this compliment, would you? Thanks.” Remus said looking at Sirius fondly.

Sirius rolled his eyes, but couldn’t hide his smile.

---

They cleaned the dishes together after they had finished their breakfast. They stood close to each other, their shoulders touching.

“I have to visit my family next week.” Sirius said into the silence.

Remus looked at him, tried to read Sirius’ expression but he kept hiding most of his feelings behind a mask.

“When? And for how long?” he asked.

Sirius shrugged.

“I have to be there on Thursday evening, so I’m leaving around noon, I guess. My mother planned some family dinner. She informed me yesterday. My presence is mandatory. Her words, not mine.” Sirius explained.

“And when do you come back?”

“Sunday. At the latest.” Sirius kept scrubbing on the plate in his hand.

Remus put the tea towel aside and turned Sirius around, so he had to face him.

“Hey,” Remus said softly “It’ll be okay. You can call me. It doesn’t matter if it’s late or if it’s early. Just call me when you need to, okay? Promise me you’ll call me, when you need to.”

Sirius looked Remus straight in the eye, thinking about his words, processing.

He then nodded.

“Okay, I’ll call you. I promise.” Sirius sighed “I want to try to talk to Regulus. I… he didn’t talk to me since I left. I have to find out if he’s okay…” 

The worry about his brother was obvious in Sirius’ voice. 

Remus put his hand on his chin and kissed him gently, then he said: “You’ll find the right words and then he'll talk to you. He gave you his ring before you left, didn’t he? I bet he misses you.”

Sirius nodded.

“You’re right. It’ll be okay, won’t it?”

Now it was Remus's turn to nod.

“It’ll be okay.”

---

Sirius had called Remus on Thursday before he left his flat. He dreaded to visit his parents, Remus could tell from his voice, but he also clearly wanted to see his brother.

“Call me after your family dinner thing. I don’t care if it’ll be late. I’m staying up.” Remus said and tried to calm Sirius a little bit. His words didn’t have the hoped effect, though.

“I call you later, Remus.” Sirius said simply, then hung up.

So Remus was lying in his bed now, staring at the ceiling and waiting for his phone to ring. He checked it every other minute. It was already 9:30pm. How long can a dinner take?

Remus sighed. 

Sirius was okay, wasn’t he? Maybe he talked with Regulus right now. Maybe they are sitting in Sirius’ room, talking with each other, laughing about some stupid joke he made. Remus really hoped that’s what he did right now. He really hoped he didn’t still have to sit at the dining table, pretending that he’d care about his family's business.

An hour later his phone rang eventually. He answered it in seconds.

“Sirius?”

“Remus…” his voice sounded tense.

“Are you okay?” Remus asked worriedly.

Silence.

“Yeah. Yeah I’m okay.” he didn’t sound very convincing.

“Are you really?”

“I really am okay. Just exhausted. Don’t worry. I’m fine.” Sirius sighed.

“Okay… Did you talk with your brother?”

“No, not yet. He didn’t even say hello when I came back. I don’t know what happened over the last weeks, Re. He doesn’t look good… He’s thin. And pale. He… I have to help him…”

Remus swallowed. He wished he could hold Sirius right now. He knew Sirius felt miserable for not being there for his brother. Even if it wasn’t his choice. And he wished he had an easy solution for him on hand.

“I try to sneak into his room later. He can’t run away then.”

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” Remus asked doubtfully.

“No. But I did this before and it worked every time. First he’s mad and then after a while of cursing me, he’ll talk to me. So… Maybe it’s a good idea. I don’t know.” Sirius sighed again.

“Well… If it worked before, it’s worth a shot.” Remus reassured him.

“Right.”

Silence again.

“So… Your family dinner was fine?” Remus asked.

He never could have imagined Sirius’ reaction to his question. Sirius started laughing, a loud, honest laugh.

“Yeah. Kind of. My cousins were invited. And my younger cousin introduced her fiancé to us. A blonde, pale guy. He’s weird, honestly. But he fits into my family, I guess. I don’t know why she would marry him.” Sirius laughed again.

Remus had to smile at that laugh.

“I hope you didn’t tell her that.”

“Oh I wish I had. But no. I didn’t want to start a fight yet.”

Yet.

“No. Sirius no. You don’t start a fight with your family. You hear me?” Remus warned him.

“I try my best not to. I promise, Re.” Sirius said and Remus could hear his smile in his voice.

“Okay, good.” Remus said.

He shook his head slightly. 

“I…” Sirius started to say, but stopped.

“You…?” Remus asked.

“Nothing. I just… I like you. A lot. And I already miss you.”

“I like you too, Sirius. A lot. I promise.” Remus smiled “And I miss you too.”

“Okay… yeah… So… I guess I try to talk to Reg now. I’ll write to you later and call you tomorrow, Re.” Sirius said.

Remus sighed.

“Take care of yourself. And sleep well later, love.” he said, still worried.

“Good night, Remus.” Sirius said and hung up.

Remus put his phone away. He sighed again.

Sirius sounded okay, didn’t he? He was good. He was… Oh screw it. Remus was worried. He didn’t know much about the Black family, but the few things Sirius had told him weren’t good. And Remus knew it only scratched the surface. Sirius hid his past most of the time.

Remus stood up from his bed, walked around his room and sat down again. There wasn’t much he could do right now and he had to work tomorrow, so he should really try to get some sleep.

Remus took his phone again and texted Sirius.

I’m off to bed now. Please don’t hesitate to call me when you need me, okay? Try to get some sleep. I miss you. Can’t wait until you’re back home. xx

Remus put his phone away and closed his eyes.

---

He woke up the next morning, two unread messages from Sirius on his phone. The first one said:

Okay, Re. Sleep well. I miss you too. xx

The second one he had received in the middle of the night:

Remus I talked with Reg until now. Damn it, I hate my parents. I really do. I’ll call you tomorrow, when I have some time to talk. My parents planned a lot of stupid stuff for us. I try to sleep now, but I’m not sure if I can. I’m way too agitated right now. I wish Reg would have talked with me earlier. I miss you and I would love to talk to you right now, but it’s late & I won’t wake you up. I’m okay, don’t worry. I miss you. I wish you’d be next to me. xx

Remus sighed. He wrote to Sirius:

Good morning, I hope you did get some sleep in the end. I know you’re a bad sleeper. You could have called me, I told you that. I have to get ready for work now. Write to me so I know you’re okay.

---

Work was hell that day. Remus was worried, the restaurant was full and the guests rude. He checked his phone in the short break he had, but there was no new message from Sirius. This really didn’t help to ease his mind.

Okay, Remus had to try to concentrate on his work, he had so many guests and so many orders. It helped a little bit to occupy his mind, but he still thought about Sirius every other minute.

Remus went into the kitchen and took a sip of his water. He took a deep breath. His shift was finally over and he was so exhausted, he could fall asleep on the spot.

Remus looked for his phone. Five missed calls from James. 

Damn it.

Remus called him back at once. James answered within seconds.

“Hey Remus. Are you at home?”

“No I’m still at work. But I wanted to go home now, why?” he asked.

“It’s… It’s Sirius. He came back an hour ago. And he looks bad. Really bad and he won’t talk with me about it. I’m worried… He’s in his room. I don’t know… You two are friends, maybe he talks to you? Can you try to talk to him?”

Sirius was home. He was already home. And he looked bad.

Remus swallowed hard. His exhaustion vanished.

“Yeah… Yeah I’m on my way.” he said blankly.

“Thanks Remus… I try to talk to him again.”

“No. Let him be for now. I do what I can okay? Just leave him alone.”

“Okay… See you.”

Remus hung up. He collected his belongings and started walking to James’ and Sirius’ flat.

What had happened? Sirius didn’t start a fight with his family, did he? No. Remus had told him not to. But he was supposed to be home on Sunday, not on Friday, so something clearly must have gone wrong. And James sounded pretty worried.

Remus walked faster, he almost ran. When he reached their apartment, he was out of breath. He rang and James let him in.

“Hey Remus…” James moved his hand through his hair, he looked concerned “Sirius is still in his room…”

Remus nodded and headed straightly for Sirius’ room. He knocked softly, then opened the door before there was an answer.

“James, I told you to go away.” Sirius' voice came from under his bedsheets.

“It’s me. Remus.” he explained.

Sirius sighed.

“Then go away Remus. Please.” Sirius' voice sounded brittle.

“I’m not going anywhere, Sirius.” Remus said softly, sitting down on his bed.

He saw a movement from under the bedsheets, Sirius was moving away from him. Remus swallowed.

“Sirius… Please... “ Remus said desperately.

“I said I don’t want to talk.”

“You don’t have to talk with me. I just want to see you. I just want to be here for you.” Remus said, trying to calm Sirius, trying to show him that he could trust Remus.

He sat there for a moment, thinking his words didn’t have any effect on Sirius, when he finally appeared from under the cover.

Sirius sat up, leaning on the headboard, not meeting Remus' eyes. 

Remus swallowed hard as he looked at Sirius' face. There was a dark purple bruise on his left cheekbone, his bottom lip had a cut and was swollen badly.

Remus knew better, but he reached out to touch Sirius’ arm, he couldn’t help himself. Sirius flinched away from his hand. 

Remus let his hand fall back into his lap instead.

“Sirius… Did your brother do this?” he whispered, his eyes not leaving him.

Sirius shook his head slightly.

They sat in silence, Remus just watching Sirius, Sirius breathing uneven and irregular, obviously fighting a fight inside him.

When Sirius' mask finally fell down and the tears started, Remus' heart shattered into a thousand pieces.

He moved closer, slowly and carefully. He didn’t want to frighten Sirius any more. He placed his hand on Sirius’ shoulder. The other boy moved away for a second, then leaning into the touch cautiously. Remus put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him a little bit closer, holding him.

And Sirius cried. He cried without a sound, but Remus could feel it, his shoulders moving up and down, shaking. And Remus' heart broke a little bit more with every shiver.

“I… I’m a grown man. But when she becomes like that, when I just see her, I feel like I’m five years again. And I let her do whatever it is that she wants to do.” Sirius whispered, his voice filled with tears “I hate this. I hate me for not being able to stop her, I…”

His mother. His mother did this to him. How can a mother do this?

Remus hated her with his whole heart for hurting him, for making him feel bad about himself, even though he clearly didn’t do anything wrong.

Remus pulled him a little bit closer.

“No, love. This isn’t your fault. It really isn’t” Remus said reassuringly.

He held Sirius until there were no more tears to come.

Remus moved a little bit, so he was facing Sirius, who still didn’t look at him. He put a finger under his chin, carefully so he won’t hurt him, and moved his head up, so Sirius had to look at him.

Remus looked into red rimmed, stormy grey eyes, the trouble very visible in them. The self doubt. The pain.

“Screw her. Screw her for being so mean and stupid. Just screw her. She doesn’t know how perfect you are, Sirius. How good you are. I love you. And nothing’s ever gonna change that.”

He meant it. He loved him. And he promised to himself to do anything he could to protect Sirius. To protect the beautiful, hurt boy in front of him. He’d do anything to help him get away from his toxic mother, his toxic family.

A small smile appeared on Sirius’ lips.

“You love me?” he asked with some cockiness in his voice.

Remus smiled and nodded.

“Yeah. I do. I really do.”

“I love you too.” Sirius said quietly.

Remus kissed him gently, almost not touching him, so he wouldn’t hurt him.

They sat there, holding hands, Remus stroking Sirius’ carefully. And after some minutes, Sirius opened up to him and told him what had happened.

Regulus had told him that his parents had planned for him to become a part of the family business, which wasn’t a surprise. But they built too much pressure on him and with Sirius away, there wasn’t anyone he could talk to. Sirius got angry and the next morning he talked to his parents. Told them, they should just let Reg finish his school, let him find a job that he wanted to do, let him just be whoever he wanted to be. And his parents started arguing that it’s a family company and Regulus is their son, so he had to be part of all this. Just like him. And that was when a switch flipped in Sirius' head and he started to yell at them that he didn’t want to be part of all this, that they both didn’t want that. From there on everything went downhill. Sirius packed his bag after his mother had let him go and ran outside, leaving Regulus behind. He hated himself for doing this. Leaving his brother in the chaos of what their family is. But he had to leave. For his own good.

Remus was just glad he made it back home safely.

He stepped into the living room, where James and Lily sat on a couch. James must have called her. Remus sighed and sat down on the other couch.

James looked at him expectantly.

“He… He’s going to be okay.” was all Remus could say.

Sirius appeared some moments later, his eyes still red rimmed, his face looking terrible. He sat down next to Remus, putting his arms around his torso, resting his head on his chest. Remus put his arms around Sirius’ shoulders, holding him.

“We’ll figure something out, love. I promise.” he said softly, kissing Sirius on the top of his head.

James watched the two of them, his look confused. Lily whispered something into his ear, clearly telling him what was going on between Remus and Sirius.

James' mouth fell open for a second before he started smiling.

And that’s how James found out about them.

One year later

Sirius pushed him against the wall, gently. His arms on each side of Remus’ head. He kissed him teasingly.

They could hear the ring of the doorbell and without pulling away, Sirius shouted: “We’re still closed!”

“I don’t care. I need a damn coffee.” a very familiar voice said.

Remus looked over Sirius shoulder to see a younger version of him standing there. Regulus stood there expectantly.

Sirius sighed and turned around.

“You know how the coffee machine works. I’m not your servant.”

Regulus rolled his eyes at his brother, but walked behind the counter to make his coffee. Sirius started kissing Remus again, when Regulus said: “Can you two lovebirds let it be for like one second? I haven't had breakfast yet.”

Remus smiled. He loved the bickering between the two of them.

“Yeah, shut up.” Sirius said, but helped Reg when he had trouble with the coffee machine.

After the incident with Sirius’ mother, they talked about everything and they came up with a plan. Sirius had already saved a lot of money, so he bought a small café. He quit his job at his family's company and blackmailed his parents, that if they would do anything about it he would tell the police about the illegal weapons and the drugs. And then it’s not only the police who would be looking for them, but also the drug barons. And they clearly wouldn’t want that, would they? James moved in with Lily, so there was a spare room that was taken by Regulus as soon as Sirius had broken with his parents. Remus still lived with his mom, but he was at Sirius’ apartment for most of the time now anyway.

“Okay, I have to go now. There are some children who need my help.” Remus said, kissing Sirius on the cheek before he walked to the door.

“Remus?” Sirius said.

Remus turned around.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.” Sirius said smiling.

“I love you too.” he said with the same smile on his face.

There was still a lot to do, but all in all their lives were good.

[sunflowerstalks]

Shining Just for You

Sometimes, after a long day of running Out and About and *literally* saving the world, a moment alone together was what Roman and Virgil really craved.

(title from ‘mirrorball’ by taylor swift)

This is my gift for Patton, @4ngstyc00kie​, for @sanderssidesgiftxchange​! I hope you enjoy your gift, and I hope your holidays were and continue to go well! :D

(sidenote: the recipe for the pretzels in this fic can actually be found here! i can personally vouch for em they are SO good)

word count: 2199

rating: gen/teen and up (for slight language)

content warnings: none; mentions of food and kissing; slight anxiety attack, but for like two sentences; slight innuendo i guess?; two mentions of cannibalism but in a debate context and not in any detail

relationships: romantic roman/virgil (focus), romantic logan/patton (background), platonic sides (all of em)

characters: roman, virgil, logan, patton, janus, remus

additional tags: superhero au (v subtle, i guess), coffee shop au

The bell above the entrance to Out and About chimed as the door swung inwards, the puff of warm air and smell of pastries loosening the tension in Virgil’s shoulders. The door fell into place behind him as he hung up his snow-dusted coat—he smiled at the jackets already haphazardly strewn across the hooks, familiar leather and denim and down in the shades of his friends signaling his status (yet again) as the last one to arrive. Though, Roman wasn’t even off for another thirty minutes, so Virgil stopped himself before falling down that rabbit hole of self-loathing. He waved to the table where Patton was currently sidled next to Logan in the corner booth, both of them sat across from Remus and Janus—their faces were flushed from the cold and already bright with laughter, but Virgil knew Roman would forget the rest of the world entirely if not reminded of their biweekly after-hours confabulation, so a venture into the kitchens was necessary. The group returned his greeting, before falling back into the passionate conversation that resounded around the shop, twinkling against the glass and settling into the wood. Virgil chuckled as he ducked under the counter, pushing open the heavy doors into the kitchen.

Virgil sucked in a breath, opting to lean on the doorframe for support rather than interrupting… whatever his boyfriend was doing. Roman was a vision, sleeves pushed back, hands dusted with flour, twisting loops of dough over and over before setting them aside—Virgil vaguely identified them as pretzels, but the way that even fluorescent lights struck Roman like a  sunset to marble clearly took precedent. Virgil cleared his throat, hating to ruin previously-said perfect moment, but nonetheless aware of the endless teasing the pair would suffer if they spent too long on their own. Bastards, thought Virgil, as Roman looked away from the task at hand, shaking himself out of his reverie. But his smile came back just as fast and twice as brilliant when he recognized Virgil, immediately making grabby-hands at his person. Virgil giggled (which he would never admit to anyone other than the witness, but it was sort of the point that it stayed between the two of them—it was the point of this time alone in the first place), and made his way into Roman’s arms. He was sure his shirt was getting dusted in flour and spices, but he couldn’t bring himself to care when all he could sense was Roman—yeast and oak and love and warmth and home.

“You’ve made me a sap,” Virgil whined—though it came out as more of a mumble, thanks to the position of his  face pressed into Roman’s shoulder. A rumble, as Roman laughed, loud and strong, and against his reputation, Virgil smiled like the lovestruck fool he was, and tucked himself further into the crook of Roman’s neck.

“As much as I love surprise hugs from my paramour,” Roman fiddled with the hair at the nape of Virgil’s neck as he spoke, “I do need to get back to baking if we’re ever to join the others.” Virgil huffed, ever the dark cloud Roman adored;

“Do we need to though? I mean,” Virgil unentangled himself slightly, pulling back only enough to grasp the strap of Roman’s apron, “really, I think they’ll be able to handle thirty minutes on their own, don’t you?” He looked up at Roman innocently through his lashes, like he wasn’t absolutely certain that he was what Roman would rather be focusing on—they both loved their friends more than life itself, but sometimes, after a long day of running Out and About and *literally* saving the world, a moment alone together was what they really craved.

“You,” Roman flicked Virgil’s nose, leaving a trail of flour in the process, “can be a terrible influence. Besides, you love helping me bake!”

"No, I love watching you bake—there’s a difference.” Though, in reality, Virgil’s words held little weight, as he had already found another apron and had begun tying the straps around himself. Roman cooed, and Virgil bit back another giggle—as long as he was going to help, he could at least keep himself from giving Roman any more ammo against his reputation. Thus, the pair got to work, kneading and twisting. Pretzels weren’t exactly difficult, but Virgil wasn’t usually a kitchen guy in the first place. The third time his pretzel came out too twisted and small, Virgil stepped back with what could only be described as a growl. He pressed his palms into his eyes, and focused on his breathing.

“Hey, no worries, babe, okay? Trust me. Can you look at me?” Roman circled his own hands loosely around Virgil’s wrists, a presence but not a force. Slowly, Virgil moved his hands from his eyes, smiling sheepishly as his boyfriend gave him a small “yay.” His shoulders slumped a little from the stress, but Virgil had calmed down for the most part.

“Thank you, Ro.”

“No worries, my darling,” Roman squeezed his shoulders, “Do you want to stay with me, or go sit with the rest of the group while I finish up?” Virgil considered his options for a moment, savoring Roman’s touch.

“Can I stay with you? I don’t know how much of a help I’ll be, but I want to be around you. You make me feel safe, but like, you know,” he started backtracking, “not in a gay way or anything.”

“Of course you can. And,” Roman said, kissing Virgil’s nose, “I love you, too.” Virgil blushed scarlet as Roman returned to his task, perfectly aware of the stuttering mess he had just made (even though he’d never admit it). Refusing to give in to the teasing, Virgil pressed his lips into a thin line before settling himself onto the counter, perched to watch Roman. He spent as long as he could watching before getting antsy—and when he got antsy, he got curious.

“Wouldn’t it make more sense to use powers to make breads and stuff that takes this much work?”

Roman hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe, but I like doing it this way. It’s not the same when it’s done with… whatever powers use. What do they use? Vibes?”

Virgil chuckled, sending a flurry of flour falling down on both of them with a flick of his wrist. Roman looked at the faux snowstorm with glee, and then at his boyfriend with admiration. Virgil didn’t show off often, but, when he did, it was for Roman (he laughed at how that was nearly always the case).

“It’s more of a feeling, I think.”

“So what I’m hearing is that I’m right—vibes,” Roman said wiggling his fingers for emphasis, the pretzels all parboiled and ready for baking. A parting (if it could be called that, as Roman was only walking across the kitchen to the oven and back) kiss was shared as the pretzels began their journey to deliciousness.

“So,” Roman grinned devilishly, clapping his hands together,  “The timer is set for twenty minutes. Thoughts on how to fill the time?”

Virgil quirked an eyebrow. “Without raising suspicion? With our group of friends?”

“Powers, Virgil, show me more magic things! Please?” Roman pleaded with his puppy dog eyes, nudging himself as close as he could get to Virgil. In their current position, Virgil was almost taller—a truly amazing thing to be, if Virgil was being honest—craning his neck to get an awkward view of his boyfriend was not the best of times. But now, he could breathe Roman in like the light and airy pastries he had such a way with, and take him all in at once without having to drag him down to his own level. It was a nice change of pace, and Virgil—Virgil wanted to give Roman everything he wanted. So he concentrated his energy, and…

Roman shrieked.

“What a drama queen,” Virgil sighed, fonder than he’d have liked, looking up at Roman as he hovered maybe a foot above the ground, taller once again. He giggled as he swung his arms, attempting to remain balanced (though, in reality, he really had no impact on it—it was all Virgil, except for the joy). Roman made for Virgil’s hands, an invitation and a request and a declaration of love all in one. Virgil accepted, taking Roman’s hands in his own, intertwining their fingers together—somehow, Roman’s smile grew even wider, and he tugged, pulling himself closer to Virgil.

“You,” Roman began, kissing Virgil’s forehead,

“Are,” His cheek,

“Perfect,” His jaw,

“Wonderful,” His nose,

“Amazing,” The corner of his mouth,

“Superb,” Roman breathed, finally kissing Virgil square on the mouth—they bumped flour-covered noses and their teeth clicked at first, but there was so much warmth that neither could bring themselves to care. Virgil smiled into the kiss, pulling Roman ever closer, holding him tight as his concentration turned from keeping him floating to keeping him close. Virgil hummed, pleased, before being rudely interrupted by the tinny ring of the timer. Roman pulled back reluctantly, giving Virgil one last chaste peck before making his way to the oven to remove the pretzels. He began transferring them to the cooling rack on the counter, and, not for the first time that day, all Virgil could do was stare—Roman was glowing, like, literally. It was faint, a remnant, or maybe a reflection of Virgil’s own powers, but it was there nonetheless. It cast Roman in a light similar to that of a sunset, breathtaking and golden and entirely overwhelming. Virgil’s breath hitched when Roman turned to look at him, and suddenly he was feeling much too small, and not at all worth the man in front of him. He decided to start small with confronting his insecurities:

“Hey,” he whispered, reverent and somewhat strangled. Roman laughed, and kissed him, still unaware of his own aura and its effects on his boyfriend. He picked up the plate of pretzels—half salted, half cinnamon-sugar—and offered Virgil his hand. He took it, gently, and stepped off the counter with Roman’s help. Their aprons were hung on the hooks, and they made their way out into the foyer of the cafe.

Patton was behind the counter at the drink machines, while the other three had spread themselves out across two booths, covering the floor and tables with papers and bags and… dice? Something of the sort—moving on. At the sound of the doors opening, Patton turned to greet Roman and Virgil, flicking his wrist to keep the coffees making themselves, but when he saw the two of them, he froze.

Regaining his composure, Patton grinned and waved. “Heya kiddos! How was baking?”

“Wonderful—look, pretzels!” Roman presented the tray with a flourish, earning a small round of applause from Patton—the others were thoroughly enamoured with their conversation, and had yet to notice the addition of the last two members of their group—but all good things must come to an end.

Remus finally looked up at the sound of laughter and clapping, and immediately smiled wolfishly—which was fitting, because he then wolf whistled obnoxiously. The trio behind the counter turned in confusion, as did Logan and Janus, pulled out of their debate about the morality of cannibalism. Logan looked like he was staring at a three headed dragon:

“Virgil, what did you do?”

“Uh,” he said, turning again to look at Roman, who was only glowing brighter, “Made pretzels?”

“Dude, you’re GLOWING!” Remus had jumped over a table and was leaning over the counter to poke and prod at his brother’s face.

“Huh,” Roman remarked, extending his arm and turning it over, “I guess I am.”

“Fascinating…” Logan had Roman’s other arm in his hands, and was closely examining how the light reacted to his touch. Virgil couldn’t help but feel a little excluded—he went from having all of his boyfriend’s attention to none of it, which was fine, and Virgil could live with that, but he didn’t think there was anything wrong with being a little jealous from time to time.

“Okay, okay, my boyfriend glows, lets eat,” Virgil huffed, stretching and wrapping an arm around Roman’s shoulders—as he preened under all the attention, his aura doubled in size, casting the shop in a soft light.

“Gross,” Remus wrinkled his nose, mouth full with half a pretzel, “Get a room.” Roman squawked at his brother’s teasing, and turned to Virgil to defend him (though all he did was shrug, it was enough to appease Roman). Somehow, in all the chaos, Patton, Logan, and Janus were able to carry the assorted baked goods that were left after closing, and the several drinks, to the table without incident. Janus and Logan had resumed their argument, this time interspersed with moral questions and praise from Patton—though, really, he was just paying attention because Logan looked awful cute when he was passionate. Virgil snapped his attention back to the twins, who were still arguing, albeit playfully, but far too long for his taste—he yanked Roman along through the opening in the counter (ignoring the offended noises of both brothers), and over to their friends. The remaining three fell into their places in the booth, as careful as they could, being themselves and all—and with their arrival, the night truly began.

[full-of-roman-angst-trash]

Safe And Sound

Last Part of Blind and Naive. Also, I promise that this chapter has fluff just to balance out the angst in the previous chapters.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (You Are Here)

TW: Unsympathetic Virgil, Abusive Virgil, Unsympathetic Patton, Abusive Patton, Abused Roman, Abused Logan, Toxic Prinxiety, Toxic Logicality, Anorexia, PTSD symptoms, Fighting, Cursing, Small Panic Attack, Logan Angst, and Roman Angst

If I missed any, please tell me and I will add it.

Pairings: Toxic Prinxiety, Toxic Logicality, Intrulogical, Roceit

Word count: 2142

............Roman’s P.O.V............

I slowly wake up and sit up, rubbing my eyes to adjust to the sunlight lighting up the room. After a few minutes of my eyes adjusting and me stretching, I stand up. 

Once I make my way to the kitchen I am greeted by Remus and Janus.

“Good morning Roman.”

“Good morning Romy!!!”

“Good morning guys. And, don’t call me that Waluigi reject,” I smack him on the head gently, which only makes him snicker.

I playfully roll my eyes before turning my attention to Janus, who seems to be making breakfast, “Hey, Snakey McSnakerson.”

Janus looks back at me, “Yesss?”

His small slither makes me blush, though I’m not sure how heavily, which results in me silently hoping he doesn’t notice.

Wait, is he blushing!? N-No... Don’t be ridiculous, you’re just seeing things... Why would he ever like you... Especially considering the fact that you guys have only really mended ways 3 days ago...

“May you please do me the honor of handing me a cup?”

This time, the blush on his face is very clearly there.

He’s blushing? Why? D-Does he actually like me back!?

“Sure, drama queen,” He gets a cup and hands it to me.

I giggle and take it, “Thank you.”

He gives me a warm smile that makes butterflies fill my stomach. I return the smile and for a second we just stare at each other, smiling and blushing.

“Eww! I’m trying to eat, go eye fuck each other somewhere else!” A certain rat breaks the moment.

We both flush red and look away. I clear my throat, “Oh hush.”

I walk over to the water dispenser and fill up my cup. Once it’s full I start walking out of the kitchen, “I’ll be in the living room if you guys need anything.” 

Before I can fully walk out, I feel someone grab my free hand. I turn around and see Remus staring at me worryingly.

I raise a brow, “Yes?”

He bites his lip and quietly mumbles, “Ro... You need to eat breakfast...”

The sentence nearly knocks my breath away, I’m not sure when but I some point I started staring down at my cup. The water inside moving thanks to the shaky hand holding it,

A small, “No...” Makes its ways out of my mouth as I pull my hand free of Remus’ grasp.

I was just about to walk to the living room when Logan blocks the doorway. 

“Roman. You need to eat, especially considering that your Anorexia has been going on for quite a while...”

His voice is soft and sympathetic, one you would imagine coming from Morality instead of Logan.

I sigh heavily, “Fine...” I grumble and sit down.

It feels wrong to eat breakfast... Is this how it’s going to be every morning...? I don't know if I can handle that... I guess one step at the time for now...

............

For the past 7 weeks, Remus and Janus have worked on helping me and Lo. They made sure I ate small meals 5 times a day. They made sure to clear every room of any item I can use to self-harm. They helped me control my perfectionism and the voices in my head. They woke me up and calmed me down from nightmares.

As for Logan, they made sure he didn’t overwork himself. They made sure that he got out of his room to talk and hang out with us ever so often. They helped him be more open about his feeling and ask for help.

It’s been a lot. We’ve been through many highs and low and had to overcome a lot of struggles but things have been looking up.

Virgil and Patton have left us relatively alone, the only time they bother us is during videos or while we’re doing fan service. Patton does it more passive-aggressively while Virgil just outright harasses us. Of course, none of the fandom or Thomas has called them out on their behavior but it doesn’t matter, cause we still have Remus and Janus.

During the 7 weeks, I’ve gotten closer to Remus. We go on missions in the imagination together. We brainstorm and work together during projects. We have movie and game nights together.

My crush for Janus has grown during that time as well. Everything he does make butterfly fill my stomach. His laugh and giggles are like music to my ears. His occasional hisses and snarky smirks make my heart skip a bit. 

Of course, I haven’t confessed to him yet. I just don’t feel ready to get into another relationship, especially since I’m still technically in a relationship with Anxiety.

Logan and Remus also seem to be getting close. I’ve caught both of them exchanging looks and blushing around each other. Both of them deny it anytime Janus or I bring it up though, but I’m certain they’ll get together eventually.

............

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Remus looks at the two of us with a concerned and unsure expression.

Logan is the first to nod, “Yes. We want to completely cut off our connections with Morality and Anxiety.”

“Yeah...” I hug my arm tighter.

Logan and I both agree that we would go to the Lightside and official break up with Patton and Virgil. Originally Logan had suggested we did so after a month of being with the Darksides, however, I disagreed in fear of the fandom’s reaction to our relationships breaking up. Yesterday though, I got fed up with constantly having to do fan service.

“Alright... Just be careful, okay? We’ll be right here for you guys once y’all come back.” Janus says softly.

A small smile appears on my face and I quietly mumble, “Alright. We’ll be right back. 

With that, we both sink down.

............Logan’s P.O.V............

I sink down to the living room of the Lightside, Patton is sitting there on the couch working on some papers. When he notices me, he immediately puts his work down and stands up.

“What are you doing here...?” He sounds nervous and on edge as if I was the abusive one in the relationship.

I take a deep breath, “We’re breaking up,” I get straight to the point, not wanting to be here longer than I have to.

His eyes widen and he doesn’t speak for a while.

“W-what...?” Is all he manages to mutter out

“I said we’re done,” I repeat in a bland voice, “Goodbye Morality.”

I sink down before he can say anything else.

............ 

The second I raise up in my room I crumble to the floor.  

W-why am I so shaken up....? Nothing bad even happened... He didn’t even do anything to me...

I curl up on myself, getting lost in my thoughts. Suddenly, I feel a comforting hand on my back and I turn to my side, coming face-to-face with Remus.

“Hey... You okay...?” His voice is heavy with worry, yet he makes sure it’s soft and soothing.

Before I can even think, I hug him tightly and to my surprise, he immediately holds me close.

He begins whispering reassurance in my ear as he rubs my back. His actions and presence make a lot of my worries quickly start to fade away. 

Soon, I fully calm down, yet I don’t pull away from him. I can feel myself blushing but I don’t care. I just want to be held by him. 

“Hey Lo...?”

I look up at him, “Yes?”

His face is flushed red and uncertain which makes me concerned, but before I can say anything he speaks up again.

“I like you, like a lot!” He quickly blurts out

This catches me off guard and it takes me a while to compose myself.

“I feel the same way, Remus.”

He looks up with a shocked and hopeful face., “Really!?”

I nod and he kisses my cheek, making me blush harder.

“Yay!”

I chuckle softly before letting out a soft yawn, suddenly feeling very exhausted.

He smiles softly and softly says, “Get some rest, Lo.”

I curl up closer to him, nodding a little before quickly falling asleep.

............Roman’s P.O.V............

My heart is basically beating out of my chest as I raise up in the kitchen of the Lightside. Anxiety is there sitting on the counter with his legs crossed, the second his eyes lay on me his face drops and he stands up.

“Oh? So you’ve come crawling back?” He speaks in a condescending voice that makes me immediately look down and lose any confidence I had.

“N-no...” I quickly mutter out.

He glares at me, “What!? Then why are you here!?” His voice raises.

I flinch and take a step back feeling myself begin to shake.

No, remember why you are here. You are done letting him treat you like this. You don’t have to take it.

I take a deep breath before looking up and bluntly saying, “I’m breaking up with you.”

He seems taken aback by this but he quickly recovers.

“No, the fuck you’re not!”

“Yes, I am. I’m not staying with an abusive asshole any longer...”

I go to sink down but before I can do he manages to hit my arm.

“YOU’LL FUCKING REGRET THIS ROMAN! JUST YOU WAIT!” He screams

I quickly sink out before he can do anything more.

............

I raise up in my room crying and shaking, holding my arm that was stinging so badly from the smack Virgil gave me. My breathing quickly becomes short and uneven.

No... No... Not again...!

However, before it can get any worse, Janus’ voice hits my ears.

“Roman, it’s okay,  I’m here. Is it okay if I touch you?”

I nod desperately and I feel him quickly hug me tightly. I hug him back immediately and break down in his arms. 

He holds me close and gently sways us. He starts softly walking me through a breathing exercise. 

After a bit of time, I fully calm down and slowly pull away from the hug.

“Thank you so much, Jan,” I quietly mumble.

He nods, “Hey, Ro, I need to tell you something...”

I raise a brow, a bit on edge from hearing the nervousness in his voice, “Okay, what’s up...?

He takes a deep breath before softly saying, “I’ve had a crush on you for a while now and well I was wondering if you felt the same way?” 

He looks down nervously, blushing heavily and I can’t help but let a fond smile plaster my face.

I gently kiss his cheek, “Well, lucky for you, I do feel the same way.”

For a few seconds, he’s completely frozen. Once he collects himself he hugs me tightly.

“Oh, thank god! I was so nervous you were going to say you didn’t like me at all!”

I giggle softly and hug him back.

A few seconds later though I let out a soft sigh, “But Jan...”

He looks at me, worryingly, “Yeah..?”

“I-I’m not ready to get back into a relationship just yet... I-Is it okay if we wait for a little...?”

He visibly relaxes and holds me closer. 

“It’s okay, Ro. I understand we can wait for as long as we need to.”

I gently nuzzle him and smile brightly, “Thanks Jan.” 

............Janus’ P.O.V...........

I look down at the sleeping prince next to me, gently running a hand through his hair. Remus and I were both in my room. Remus was on my bean bag with a sleeping Logan on his lap while I was on the bed with Roman.

“Jan?” 

I look up and Remus, who’s holding Logan as close as he could to his chest. His face is strange. It’s warm and soft yet there’s a hint of concern and anxiousness in it. His voice was hushed and somewhat sad.

“Yes?”I keep my voice soft and calming.

He takes a small deep breath, “What now...?”

Remus and I have been friends ever since Creativity split. We’ve been through everything together. We were both banished to the Darkside together. We both welcomed and raised Paranoia. We dealt with Paranoia’s short temper and screams. We both had to learn to heal after he abandoned and betrayed us.

Yet, in all does years of being with him. I’ve never heard his voice be so unsure and lost when he asked that simple question.

A put a reassuring hand on his shoulder and speak in the same voice as before, “Hey, it will be okay. All we can do now is continue to help and protect Logan and Roman to the best of our abilities.

He visibly relaxes and smiles softly. He glances down at Logan for a few seconds before answering me.

“Yeah. You’re right. Thanks, Double D.”

I smile and nod, “No problem. Now, let’s get some rest.

He nods and we both go to sleep shortly after.

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Finally finished this! So, yeah, this is the final part of this small trilogy. I’m planning on writing a Roloceit fanfic next. Who knows? If you have any suggestions on what I should write next, feel free to tell me, I’ll do anything except for a Virgil centered fanfic or Unsympathetic Roman.

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[bittydragon]

Hi hello yes I LOVE your blog also if it's not too much trouble I'd like to see a roceit piece with borrower!Roman bonding with a soft Deceit

[Thanks so much for the request! Was not expecting any if we are being honest. I appreciate it and I hope you enjoy the fluffy boys! Also, so sorry it took so long. It’s a longer piece though, cause I couldn’t stop myself from writing. So hopefully it makes it a bit better. Enjoy!]

Characters: Janus, Roman

Warnings: None, literally fluff

The silence in the room was tense. Neither person in the room had a clue on what to do, both were frozen and staring at the other. The TV glowed behind the smaller of the two, thankfully muted.

One decided they couldn’t sleep and went to the living room to silently watch a movie. The other was restless and thought a midnight adventure was in order. They both knew what they were doing this late at night would be frowned upon by the dad of their strange group.

After all, a group consisting of three humans and three borrowers was rather strange.

“If we agree not to tell on each other to Padre, you want to hang out?” Roman shot a pleading look to Janus. He was relieved to see Janus smile in relief.

“I guess I wouldn’t mind the company, but you better not tell him about this.”

“I may be reckless but I’m not stupid. Pat will have no idea about this if I have anything to say about it.” Roman paused for a moment in thought. He looked up at the scarred human. “If we are going to hang out, mind giving me a lift? The light over here is starting to hurt my eyes.”

That startled Janus out of his thoughts. Janus shot a brief look of acknowledgement at Roman to show he heard him before picking the remote back up. He turned off the television before walking over to the eccentric borrower. He set both hands palm up right by the edge of the TV stand so Roman could walk on.

Roman shot the human a strange look as he quickly settled on the hands. Very quickly he realized that Janus probably couldn’t even see him, but Janus seemed to be going to answer the unasked question.

“I decided a movie may have been a bad decision. The lack of sound was no fun and, like you said, the lights were killer. We’re just hanging out in my room. Patton also has no way of busting us if we go there anyways. Perfect time for plotting sabotage.”

Confused, Roman raised his head to try and read the human’s expression to gauge the meaning of what he just said. At least from what he was able to see with no lights. “Sabotage? Really? Against who?”

Janus opened the door to his room, careful not to jostle the tiny prince in his other hand. He closed the door behind him with a soft click and moved to settle on his bed. He reached over to his nightstand to turn on his small desk light. As soon as he could see, he shot Roman a look that could only be read as ‘are you serious?’

“Remus has been getting on my nerves recently. I also guess you haven’t noticed the pranks he has been pulling on you too.”

“Ah, that makes more sense. So what plans of ‘sabotage’ are you considering?” Roman replied, deciding to entertain Janus’ late night ramblings. Janus smiled at him excitedly.

“I think the best course of action… is to push him down the stairs.”

“Janus! You can’t push everyone down the stairs!”

“Fine. I’ll trip him in the hallway.”

“No!”

“Duct tape his door shut?”

Roman didn’t even dignify that one with a verbal answer, only glaring at Janus. Janus stuck his lip out in a clear pout as he lifted Roman up to his face. Roman held his gaze steady in a firm glare.

“You, my dear tiny prince, are so much fun.”

“I do try my best!” Roman puffed his chest out proudly. Janus couldn’t help but to break his pout into an amused smirk.

They both sat in silence. A couple of quiet minutes passed and Janus could tell Roman was getting fidgety again. No wonder the borrower got in trouble for late night adventures as much as Virgil got in trouble for attempting to pull all-nighters on his phone. Roman had way too much energy.

Just as Janus found himself losing himself in his thoughts again (and realizing he probably needed sleep), a sudden weight pressed up against his nose. He quickly crossed his eyes in shock to find Roman draped across his nose in a strange makeshift sort of hug. His face reddened as he let out a breathless chuckle.

“And now what are you doing?”

“I have no idea.” A pause. “We need sleep.”

Janus carefully maneuvered the hand holding Roman so that he could return the hug as best as he could while reaching over to turn off his desk light. He continued to press Roman against his nose with enough pressure to keep him there but not nearly enough to hurt as he laid down on his bed.

“Can I stay the night, Janus?” Janus wondered if Roman could feel his smile under his legs at the request.

“I definitely don’t appreciate the company.” He drawled. The giggle from the borrower confirmed that Roman understood the blatant sarcasm. Good. Roman could be a bit dense when it came to sarcasm. Though, Janus could agree that Virgil’s sarcasm was extremely difficult to translate correctly. 

“But are you sleeping on my face or my pillow? Not that I don’t mind the hug we got going, but I would like to breathe without worry tonight.”

“Actually, can I sleep on your stomach?” Janus could easily imagine the puppy eyes he was getting from the tiny drama queen. He rolled his eyes at the mere thought.

He then wordlessly picked the borrower off of his face with his thumb and forefinger. Roman squirmed at the sudden intrusion, but otherwise made no move of discomfort. Janus set the small being on his chest and settled his hand over the borrower as a heavy blanket.

He reached his other arm out and pulled the comforter over himself so it rested just beneath Roman’s head, leaving that the only visible part of the borrower visible under the hand and blanket. Roman snuggled deeper into the soft fabric of Janus’s shirt in response. Janus had to bite back the coo that was building in his throat in order to not fluster the borrower. He did finally get him to calm down, no need to work him back up.

Janus sighed in contentment and finally relaxed against his pillow. These are the nights he would kill for. One of the borrowers, especially Roman, trusting him enough to sleep with him. It made up for the rocky start. And with that thought floating through his head, he fell asleep with a small smile on his face.

[remywrites5]

Angst 10 and 14 please! Thank you💚

Remus knew he was making a mistake going to the party but Lily was practically forcing him to go.  Lily had recently gotten over her hatred of James Potter and had decided to give him a chance. They were going to James’ party so that she could finally tell him she fancied him. She’d threatened Remus with bodily harm if he didn’t go with her for moral support and he knew Lily was the type to follow through. It was a month before Graduation and there was a party pretty much every weekend as people got ready to never see each other again. Normally Remus wouldn’t have had an issue attending a party with his friends except that his ex-boyfriend was going to be there.

Remus and Sirius had had a very intense on again off again relationship for the past two years.  The whole school liked to talk about them and follow their relationship, something that Remus wasn’t wholly comfortable with. There was actually a twitter that followed whether they were together or not. And if that wasn’t accurate you could usually tell by Sirius’ Instagram. When he and Remus were together he hardly posted pictures about anything else. When they were apart his Insta was mostly pictures of him and James, football practices and selfies.

It wouldn’t have been so bad except that during one of their good periods Sirius and Remus had decided to live together during University. There were both going to the same school and so it had made sense. Remus had saved all his money from his part time weekend job just to be able to afford the security deposit, which they had already put down on the flat. They had yet to talk about what they were going to do about it seeing as it was a one bedroom and neither of them could really afford it on by themselves. Maybe Sirius could if the Potters helped him out but Remus certainly couldn’t.

Their most recent breakup had been because Remus had dared to mention in Sirius’ presence that he thought Fabian Prewitt was fit. It had been an idle comment and one he hadn’t thought would be a big deal except that Sirius Black was a jealous prick and a drama queen. It wasn’t like Remus had wanted to get off with Fabian Prewitt, he had just been making an observation. It had been blown out of proportion and ended in a huge row that resulted in yet another breakup.

Sirius was guaranteed to be there seeing as it was his best mate’s party and was also being thrown where Sirius currently lived after running away from home. Remus knew he was playing with fire stepping into the house but between the two of them Lily was much scarier than Sirius.

As they walked into the party, Remus stayed close to Lily. It was fairly crowded already for still being early in the evening and Remus hoped he’d be able to make it through the evening without being noticed by Sirius. Pretty much everyone he had ever known was crammed into the house with loud music playing. He thought maybe he could make it through the night without seeing the one person he was most dreading.

All his hopes were dashed as they made their way into the kitchen to find drinks. Sirius was sitting on the kitchen counter, his legs dangling over the side, with James standing beside him and laughing. Sirius grinned until his eyes settled on Remus and suddenly all trace of mirth was gone and his face fell.

Remus really hated the affect Sirius Black had on him even after all this time. He had his long hair swept up into a messy bun, pieces of it falling down and framing his handsome face. He had on his favorite pair of ripped jeans, a Bowie t-shirt and his usual leather jacket. Remus shoved his hands in his pockets and looked away quickly, unable to continue to meet Sirius’ gaze. Why couldn’t help love someone a little less complicated?

“Alright Remus?” James spoke up. “Evans? Can I get you two something to drink?”

Lily gaze Remus’ hand a squeeze and then disappeared with James to go procure some alcohol. Remus felt himself immediately start sweating at the idea of being alone with Sirius. Just a few minutes into the party and his worst fear was coming to fruition. Sirius huffed and knocked his drink back, finishing what was left in his cup. He slid off the counter and got directly into Remus’ personal space. “You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up here.”

“Lily dragged me,” Remus said, narrowing his eyes at Sirius, not backing down. “It’s called being a good friend.”

Sirius snorted in derision. “Yeah? And what about being a good boyfriend?”

Remus resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “We’re not going to go through all that again, are we?”

Sirius scowled at him in response. “I’m sure Fab’s around here somewhere if you’re looking to pull.”

Remus couldn’t resist anymore and rolled his eyes. “I’m not interested in Fabian Prewitt.”

“Then why did you say you were?”

“I didn’t,” Remus said for the umpteenth time. “You’re infuriating. You can think someone is good-looking without wanting to fuck them. Like you for example. Still think you’re fit, don’t want to fuck you.”

Sirius stepped closer and Remus took a step back. “That’s a load of bollocks if I’ve ever heard it.”

“You’re an unbelievable dickhead.”

Sirius’ gaze flickered to the floor and suddenly his bravado from a moment before was gone. “Do you even still love me anymore?”

Remus took another step back, caught off guard by the question and the earnestness in which Sirius had asked it. “Pads, you’re the one who broke up with me.”

Sirius shrugged. “We do that all the time, though. It’s like a game we play with each other. But – but we had plans, Moony. We were going to have a future. Our flat –“

“You don’t get to just bat me around like a tennis ball and think I’ll always come back,” Remus said, interrupting Sirius. He couldn’t help being annoyed and angry that Sirius thought he was always just a sure thing. That he could treat Remus however he wanted because Remus was a sucker who couldn’t resist him. “That’s not fair, Sirius.”

“I know,” Sirius said softly, finally lifting his head up, his grey eyes soft and sad. “But youdon’t get to hurt my feelings and expect me to just shrug it off.”

Remus groaned and tugged his fingers through his curls. “For the last time, I don’t want to shag Fabian Prewitt! I had no idea your ego was so fucking fragile, Pads.”

“Then why did you say it?” Sirius shot back, crushing his red solo cup in his hand angrily. “We’re just deliberately trying to be a wanker?”

“It was just a dumb fucking comment!” Remus said defensively. “Like oh that was a tough maths quiz. I could really go for some Chinese Food. Fabian Prewitt is kind of fit. It wasn’t like I maliciously thought oh I know what I’ll say something to make my boyfriend feel bad. Won’t that be fun?”

“Maybe I just selfishly want my boyfriend to not talk about other guys in front of me. Wouldn’t that be novel?”

Remus took a deep breath and let it out slowly to try and compose himself. “It’s a good thing we never moved in together then. We’d kill each other within a week. It’s for the best that we ended things when we did.”

Sirius’ eyes went wide and he looked more hurt than Remus had ever seen him. Remus had to fight the urge to reach out to him and offer him some sort of comfort. “Right,” Sirius said, schooling his expression. “For the best.”

Sirius turned on his heel and rushed through the party, disappearing into the crowd. Remus pressed himself back against the counter and buried his face in his hands. Well done, Lupin, he thought to himself.

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Remus had decided to ditch the party early and just go home. Lily had disappeared somewhere and things had gone horribly with Sirius. All Remus wanted was to just go home and wallow in misery and maybe chain smoke some cigarettes on the walk back to help calm him down. But when he started towards the exit, someone grabbed his arm.

Remus whirled around to find James. “What do you want?” Remus asked, knowing that James must be seeking him out on behalf of Sirius.

“Look, I know things are bad between you two right now but please go talk to him?” James asked, his eyes wide and pleading behind his glasses.

“I already tried that,” Remus informed him with a deep sigh.

“I know,” James said, releasing Remus’ arm. “He’s upstairs sulking. There’s only a few weeks left of school. You two are only going to have a limited amount of time to fix this. He loves you, you know? Maybe even more than you realize. I know he’s a difficult sod but he’s absolutely mad for you. Why do you think his Instagram becomes nothing but the Moony show when you’re together?”

Remus chewed his bottom lip as he considered it. He knew that Sirius and James were practically brothers and James would always stick up for Sirius. But that also meant he knew him better than anyone else. He did have a point, Sirius did become nearly obsessive when they were together. When things were good between them they were really good. Remus just wished one or both of them weren’t so bloody stubborn all the time.

“Fine,” he said, glancing towards the stairs. “I’m not guaranteeing anything but I’ll go speak to him.”

“That’s all I ask,” James said, grinning at him. “Thanks Moony.”

Remus made his way through the crowd of people, being careful not to bump anyone’s drink, and finally got to the stairs. He found Sirius in his bedroom, sitting by the window with his knees pulled up to his chest. He didn’t say anything as Remus entered the room and came to sit down beside him.

“Sirius – “

“No.”

“Come on – “

“I said no,” Sirius said, uncurling himself and dropping his feet onto the floor loudly. “Just shut up for once in your fucking life, Remus.”

“Fine,” Remus snapped, standing up to leave. He worked his jaw for a moment and then sat back down obstinately. “You know what, no.”

Sirius glowered at him. “This is my room. Get out.”

“I’m still in love with you,” Remus told him, staring him down. “And if you don’t stop you’re going to run out of chances.”

“Me?” Sirius said incredulously. “It’s not just me, Remus. Don’t pull that shite. You fuck up just as much as I do.”

“Okay fine, I’ll admit that,” Remus said, conceding that just as many of the breakups had been his doing as well. “But we can’t keep up the way we’ve been going because eventually one of us is going to stop coming back. I’m not going to let you keep pushing me away. We have to get better at talking to each other and not just exploding. I don’t want to keep doing this, Sirius. I want things to be good.”

“I want that too,” Sirius said softly, reaching out and taking Remus hand, lacing their fingers together. “Every time we break up I’m a fucking mess. You can ask James.”

“Then stop breaking up with me, you plonker.” Remus lifted their joined hands up and kissed the back of Sirius’ hand tenderly. “We might have to actually learn how to apologize to each other,” he managed to joke.

Sirius chuckled quietly and gave Remus’ hand a squeeze. “I still want to live together.”

“Me too,” Remus said, giving Sirius a small reassuring smile. “It’ll be a disaster, but fuck me, I want it.”

“It’s only you, Moony,” Sirius said, wiggling closer and kissing him sweetly. “For me. It’s only you. We’ll figure everything else out but I want you to know that.”

Remus slipped his free hand into Sirius’ hair, resting it on the back of Sirius’ head, bringing their lips together again. “I don’t want anyone else,” he whispered against Sirius’ lips. “Even though most of the time you drive me fucking crazy.”

Sirius smiled and pressed kisses along Remus’ jawline before burying his face in Remus’ neck and nuzzling him affectionately. “I’ll try my best not to drive you crazy anymore.”

Remus laughed and pressed a kiss to Sirius’ temple. “I don’t mind as much as I let on,” he confessed. He supposed that was just the nature of being in love with Sirius Black.

[scenecipriano]

Always The Hero(4)

Chapter Four: Mistakes

Warnings: Unsymp!Roman, strong language, arguing, mentions of violence, intrusive thoughts mentioned, THIS IS NOT UNSYMP!REMUS- so- please don’t spam my inbox asking to tag unsymp!Remus because it’s /not/-

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The other sides watch as Janus paces the common room, his hat clutched tightly in his gloved hands. He shouldn’t have let Remus go after Roman alone, honestly what was he becoming? One good video if it could be called that with the so-called light sides and he was letting them cloud his judgment, he was being stupid.

“Janus I’m sure he’ll return in a moment. I don’t think Roman would harm his brother, no matter the animosity between them,” Logan says.

“I compared Roman to Remus, Logan, you don’t know what he’ll do.”

“Is anyone going to tell me when we started being all buddy-buddy with, Deceit? I was going to ask, but the mind palace’s resident drama queens made that difficult to do.”

Everyone looks to Virgil when the anxious side speaks up, his hood pulled over his head. Janus opens his mouth to say something smart, only to have Patton interrupt him.

“I’m trying to give him a chance, Virgil. I know you don’t like him kiddo, and I’m not going to force you to like him. All I ask is that you at least try to get along with him… For Thomas? Please?”

Virgil huffs and crosses arms, “I’ll get along with him for now, at least until we get Roman back to normal… I do agree with snake-face though, comparing Princey to sir Dickhead could lead to bad news between those two.”

“Actually, Virgin, it went great! Kind of, I mean he’s calmed down… He's sleeping right now, so that’s a plus, kind of like a pregnancy test only to find out it was a false positive, only this one isn’t cause I made triple sure that he was sleeping!”

The others turn to look at Remus in shock, Janus was the first one to move. Wrapping all six of his arms around the duke gave him a firm squeeze.

“God, don’t fucking scare me like that again! I thought you got hurt! Rem, I’m so sorry for calling you evil, it was just the heat of the moment and I was so ann-.”

“Chill, snakey, I’m not mad about that. Just brought it up to make you guys worry about Roman… which clearly didn’t work.” Remus sighs as he returns Janus’ hug, obviously hesitant on touching his long time friend.

“Seriously, you were worried about him? What about Roman! Remus could have easily attacked him!”

Remus breaks out of Janus’ hold to glare at Virgil, he opens his mouth to argue only to be cut off by Janus.

“Oh, yeah totally, Virgil, it’s not like your precious little prince didn’t just hold me and Patton and sword point, that must have been in our imaginations.”

Remus turns back to Janus, ready to argue with him as well only to have Patton cut him off as well.

“Now, kiddos lets all play nice! You both have valid points but that doesn’t mean you have to be rude to each other!”

Remus growls ready to tell Patton to shove his fatherly act right up his ass, only to have Logan to interrupt him as well.

“Well, while I do agree with Patton that you two shouldn’t argue, I can’t help to agree on both sides. Remus has recently just attacked Roman, so Virgil’s worries are valid. As are Janus’ considering Roman has aimed his sword with bodily harm intended towards him and Patton just minutes prior.”

Remus once again tries to speak, only this time Virgil looks straight at him. His purple and green eyes bore into him with barely hidden hatred.

“Remus, we don’t want to hear your disgusting thoughts just tell us what was wrong with Princey.”

That was the last straw for the intrusive side.

“ WELL IF YOU IDIOTS WOULD SHUT UP I WOULD TELL YOU!!”

Remus watches as everyone buckles and falls to their knees after his shout, gripping their heads as they do. The duke stares at them in confusion for a moment, just as soon as their pained expressions came, they went away.

Virgil was the first to look up, his eyes wide in panic. “W-What the fuck… W-Why would you want that to happen!?”

“What the hell are you talking about, Virgin?”

“I-I believe Virgil is referring to the bout of intrusive thoughts we all just experienced… Both Patton and Janus had extensive injuries, the both of them even appearing… Lifeless.”

Remus feels tense, those weren’t his thoughts, no, because his thoughts were the possibility of the hot iron shoes that were from the original Snow White story being true.

“Remus… Your eyes, why are they red?” Janus asks as he struggles to stand, helping Patton as he does.

Remus lightly touches the corner of his left eye, he lets out his signature laugh before breathing deeply.

“Those… weren’t my thoughts, they were Romans… B-Big bro must be channeling through me like how I channel through him sometimes.”

“Wait… What? But… B-But Roman doesn’t have intrusive thoughts!”

Remus rubs his eyes, groaning as he does. He could deal with Patton’s bullshit right now, but he would have to for his brother’s sake.

He opens his eyes again and notices how Janus visibly relaxes, they must have returned to their normal green. Remus grins brightly and lets out a happy giggle.

“Let’s just say you guys made some big ass mistakes and now my brother is temporarily Intrusive thoughts with me!”

“WHAT!?”

‘ Okay, wrong approach…’

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A/N: Next Chapter will be longer promise- 

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[blitheringmcgonagall]

Headcanons for Wolfstar personalities...

I’ve been carefully reading a lot of stuff about Wolfstar and people being unhappy/offended by the portrayal of Sirius (especially, I think?) by other writers. And I think that it’s based on assumptions that may be incorrect.

To explain: in my case, I happen to work as a psychiatrist and obviously I see mental health everywhere, including in characters I see in books. And it interests me to look at how someone is described in canon and what their background is, and to come up with theories as to how it could have affected them from a mental health perspective, in a positive and negative way.

Your upbringing and your early life experiences as well as your genes have a massive impact on your brain development and place you at varying risk for developing mental illness and/or personality disorders. This does not mean you are a weak person, far from it, it just affects how you view relationships, your ability to trust others, your ability to self-soothe, to calm your emotions, your fear of abandonment etc. mental health problems affect both men and women, just to note here. Members of the 🏳️‍🌈 community have higher rates of mental illnesses as teenagers, not surprisingly, due to the higher stress/shit they have to put up with.

Anyway....

So for me, based on canon evidence that Sirius ‘ mother used to scream at him, that he hates his family, that he ran away from home, that he made impulsive decisions and used to get into regular fights/hex Slytherin wannabe death eaters etc, I headcanon him as having borderline personality disorder. It just makes sense to me. And yes this means he experiences very intense emotions that can be overwhelming, he can lose his temper quite badly, he has fears of abandonment and finds it very hard to trust people and can become paranoid/quasi psychotic when very stressed (I’m sorry but if that doesn’t sound like canon Sirius???) - but in no sense whatsoever is that me implying he is in some way “feminine” or the female in the relationship. That’s like implying that only women have traumatic early life experiences???? It’s just me making sense of his background and what little canon info we have, and then imagining how it would have affected him. James is his secure base, that someone he has learnt to completely trust. The Potters seem to be the same for him. He’s way less secure when it comes to romantic relationships so that includes Remus. In my mind he gets depressed after being forced back into grimmauld place, unable to contribute and DO SOMETHING and reminded of the emotional abuse (and probably physical abuse and emotional neglect) he experienced there. He probably has PTSD as well. I mean who wouldn’t after being stuck in Azkaban for 12 years?????

In Grimmauld Place, he gets depressed, and he changes from the very helpful, supportive godfather to Harry earlier in the HP books to then making rash decisions and Hermione is worried about him in canon.

btw Boderline Personality Disorder occurs in males and females, although it is easier to get misdiagnosed as a male because often when you present with drug or alcohol abuse eg professionals don’t recognise the underlying problem which made you turn to substance abuse in the first place.

Okay, so in no sense whatsoever is my headcanon of Sirius as “dramatic” (if you want to call it that), based on misogyny or me thinking he’s the female in the relationship or whatever. It’s simply based on the info from the books, and how I imagine it affecting him. I hope that makes sense. It would be EXACTLY THE SAME if I was writing about a female character who had had the same life experiences.... it’s not based on gender. Sirius being into flying motorbikes, wearing ridiculous coloured t shirts with a Phoenix on it, sticking up multiple muggle women posters in his room - the guy does drama rather well in canon. And I don’t see any of this drama as at all “feminine” ... it’s just him. He’s also described as very good looking in canon. Again that’s not trying to make him feminine it’s just a fact. You can be very attractive and very male, lol!

Then Remus. So we know he suffered a huge trauma aged about 5 which changed his life forever. He thinks he’s too old, too poor, too ‘wrong’ to get married, he’s surprised he makes any friends and that they accept him as he is. In canon, He has low self esteem and won’t stand up to James and Sirius when they “bully” Snape after the exam. Anyway, I headcanon that he has PTSD, probably complex PTSD because each month is traumatic for him. And then after 31st October 1981 he experienced complete loss of all his friends and what he now believes is betrayal by his lover. I guess he probably became depressed for a time and may have drunk excessively to cope. With PTSD, people often feel closed off emotionally and that’s how I see Remus. Don’t get me wrong, I see both Remus and Sirius as being incredibly resilient despite their respective traumas. They are incredibly loyal, to their friends, to Harry, to Harry’s friends, they both risked their lives regularly with the Order to save others, they both die trying to save Harry and the next generation. They are heroes. Remus is a very kind and thoughtful person who the students love. Sirius is willing to live off rats in a cave to help Harry. They are both incredibly likable, strong characters. That’s how I write them and I really don’t see how that is in any way misogynistic at all. I think when you get where the characterization is coming from, then maybe this idea / assumption is not so valid? I mean you can still believe that, but it’s just not accurate.

In relation to who is top/bottom or don/sub etc, I don’t really care. I am quite happy to read either/all the above. Personally I think maybe they switch depending on time of the month?? I don’t think being a bottom equates being less male/masculine at all. I don’t see why it should. In canon Remus seems to be the only person Sirius immediately listens to (“sit down!”) so that may sound a bit dom I suppose. The greater tendency towards dom Remus is most likely also a reaction to earlier fandom ideas where Remus was very wet blankety/passive unpopular guy who has never dated anyone and Sirius was the suave/popular guy who had loads of conquests under his belt!! And to each their own, I personally don’t really fancy that version of Wolfstar.

But I have read fics with Dom Sirius and others with Dom Remus, fics with Blackinnon (even if I’m not usually a fan, I have been won over by brilliant writing @stonecoldhedwig 😍😍😍!), fics with Jegulus (even though Jily is absolutely my favourite but @wolfstargarden your writing is too good 😂!!!) fics with Remus being buff (💕💕💕@confunded-gryffindor !!) and fics with Sirius being a mechanic and others where he’s an artist( @jencala !!! ❤️❤️) or where Sirius is an Indiana Jones type character (@hp-shessocold😍😍!) you can be any of these things and can be either female or a male character. You can be a drag queen or a tattoo artist and be very Sirius (@jennandblitz 😉!) . I’ve read Sirius dying of cancer (ugh!! 💔) fics and Remus having a chronic illness quite a few times. As long as it’s well written and I love the characters , I don’t care. As you know, I read a LOT of fics and I generally let people know what I think about their fics (by gushing about the writing!) so you know I’m not making this up, lol!

There is some research suggesting that people with BPD traits often end up in relationships with people who are quite opposite e.g. don’t express strong emotions/are emotionally repressed/distant etc. maybe they compliment each other. So in my universe Wolfstar do compliment each other. I’m currently refusing to consider canon endings ☹️☹️☹️!

Anyway, that’s enough. I feel good for explaining what I think. You can agree or disagree. I happen to think that many people write characters based on their own life experiences and that this affects the portrayal.

I went a bit overboard with this!! I need a cup of tea or some sleep!! Up early tomorrow!

The Wolfstar fandom is full of incredibly talented people and I hope you can all put these disagreements behind you and move on. Good night❤️

[siriuslyblack12]

A badly wrapped present, a scarf and a kiss

”Moony, moony, c’mon babe please get up. Moonpie, my gorgeous moonbeam, the love of my life, Remus baby.”

Remus groaned and rolled over in bed, obviously too tired for his boyfriends antics.

”It’s Christmas! You can’t stay in bed forever, Remus.” Sirius whined.

“I think you’ll find that I can actually.” Remus countered, covering his face with a pillow and resigning further into the bed. “You’re a child I swear”.

At this his boyfriend pouted like the drama queen he was. He knew Remus was too stubborn for his own good, and that if he just got out of bed then he would earn himself a very nice surprise indeed.

Persevering in the face of rejection, Sirius approaches Remus’ face and began pressing kisses anywhere he could reach. Remus hummed in what he took to be approval and so he carried on kissing his head, cheek, nose, jaw and finally his lips.

When they parted Remus’ eyes finally opened and looked right back at his boyfriend. They were quiet for a moment, small smiles and quiet sighs until it was rudely interrupted.

”Presents!” Sirius shouted before jumping up and dragging his lover by the hand to the living room. The latter smiled to himself, he really was dating a child.

Once the two were settled in the living room, the lights of the Christmas tree shining brightly and the small presents they’d gotten from friends sat comfortably underneath it.

”How ‘bout you go first, Re?”

”Absolutely not! You were the one excited to drag me out of our nice, warm, comfortable bed for this. I wanna see if it was worth it.”

Sirius smiled again before reaching under the tree for a messily wrapped box covered in way too much tape and 3 different types of wrapping paper. “It will be, trust me.”

Remus gave a questioning look before doubling over in laughter. “Babe, I love you but you cannot wrap a present for shit!” He said between giggles. “Alright, alright, I admit that wrapping may not exactly be my one of my strengths but just open it, please.”

At that his laughter died down and his smiled softened as he took the monstrosity of a present from Sirius’ hands and began to try to open it. This undoubtedly took longer than it should of but considering the amount of tape and the lovesick glances Sirius kept giving him. He noticed his hands were shaking, so took them in his own making opening the present even harder.

After a while of fumbling with paper and tape the present was finally open and Remus’ heart leapt out of his chest. No- it wasn’t- it couldn’t be- a box. A ring box.

”Sirius-“

”No, it’s my turn to speak” he told him gently. He wasn’t sure when he’d started crying but tears now rolled down his face.

”Re, god I don’t even know how I’m gonna say this. We have been together for what must be nine years now” Sirius said almost as if it was a question. “And I have loved every single part of it. Every day I wake up and have to pinch myself when I see you waking up beside me. Long story short, I love you re. I love you so much, more than anything.”

“I love you too” Remus whispered through tears.

”I love every single part of it too. The cuddles, the tea by the fire, I love movie night, the sex! God Remus the sex!” They both laughed. “And I want you forever Re, so, if you’ll let me, I’d like to marry you. Marry me, Remus”

Remus could only just manage a nod before crashing his lips with Sirius’. It was passionate and drawn out yet slow as if they had a million kisses left to come.

”How am I supposed to top that?” Remus said against Sirius’ lips. “I only got you a scarf!”

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AO3 stats project: tags

In this post, we'll discuss tags on the Archive of Our Own! Please note: because the works on the Archive include explicit material, some of the tags discussed in this post may not be appropriate for your workplace.

The Data | Basic Questions | Fandoms | Tags | Correlations | Kudos | Fun Stuff Thanks to @eloiserummaging for beta reading these posts; any remaining errors are my own.  A Python notebook showing the code I used to make these plots can be found here.

The Archive of Our Own has one of the best tagging systems around. You can read more about it here, here, here, or here. For our purposes, the important part is that users can tag their works however they want, and then a group of people called "tag wranglers" sort those tags, either adding them as synonyms of existing tags or creating new canonical versions for them. What I'll be showing here is the "canonical" version of the tags. For example, a work tagged "flufffffff" or "so fluffy!" would have those two tags assigned to the canonical tag "Fluff", so I will consider both of those tags as being "Fluff" to get the most accurate count.

The other important thing about AO3 tags is that they come in four flavors. The first one is "warnings", the content warnings required by the Archive (plus the default tag indicating you're abstaining from the warnings system). The second flavor is "Characters", tags describing the characters in the work. The third is "Relationships", tags describing the platonic or romantic relationships depicted in the work--typically, "X/Y" indicates a romantic and/or sexual relationship between characters X and Y, while "X&Y" means a platonic relationship, although this usage isn't universal and isn't enforced. The final category is "freeform", aka everything else.

Again, the tagging system is freeform and optional. In particular, I'll note that "character" tags and "relationship" tags don't necessarily imply each other: you can have a work tagged "Sherlock Holmes/John Watson" that only features Mycroft Holmes, or that features John and Sherlock but doesn't tag them as characters, only as the relationship. So remember that--while it's pretty good on average, because people tag their works so readers/viewers can find them--the number of uses of a character tag isn't the same as the number of works that feature that character, for example.

Okay! So what are the most popular freeform tags on the Archive? If you read a lot of fanfiction, I doubt you will be surprised by anything on this list. Left column is the top 15 tags by number of uses, while right column is the top 15 tags by the cumulative hit count on every work tagged with that tag.

Are these tags consistently popular over time? For reasons of space, I’ll just plot the top 10 by number of works:

If you look back at the works vs time plot in the second post, you'll see that yes, the shape of these trends is similar to the total number of works, so trends in fannish tastes haven’t changed much over the time the AO3 has been in existence. (These show a little more bumpiness because there are fewer works in each plot.) Some of these have gained a little more recent popularity vs earlier works--smut, fluff, and the two specific alternate universes are a little more weighted towards later times, while humor and general AUs are falling a little behind--but the differences aren’t as large as we saw for fandom trends in the previous post.

I'm sure you're curious about characters and relationships. Here are the top character tags, omitting the catchall character tags of “Original Character(s)”, “Original Male Character(s)”, “Original Female Character(s)”, and “Reader” (all of which would otherwise appear in the top 15). Also, remember this is missing some of the data from 2018 and 2019, as described in the first post, so BTS characters should probably be higher:

And here are the top relationship tags (again, excluding the catchall “Minor or Background Relationship(s)”):

And in particular, here are the top characters of color (excluding works with fictionalized race/ethnicity power systems--um, more than modern-day Western society’s power systems are made up--and characters from Voltron Legendary Defender, since I wasn’t able to find enough information on them):

Park Jimin (BTS)

Min Yoongi | Suga

Jeon Jungkook

Kim Taehyung | V

Kim Namjoon | Rm

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope

Kim Seokjin | Jin

Zayn Malik

Katsuki Yuuri

Sam Wilson (Marvel)

Magnus Bane

Nick Fury

Midoriya Izuku

Bakugou Katsuki

Erica Reyes

And here are the top relationships that are not M/M:

Evil Queen | Regina Mills/Emma Swan

Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak

Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin

Clarke Griffin/Lexa

Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov

Pepper Potts/Tony Stark

Captain Hook | Killian Jones/Emma Swan

Kylo Ren/Rey

Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley

Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper

Belle/Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold

Allison Argent/Scott McCall

James Potter/Lily Evans Potter

Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy

Here are the top ten freeform tags for the top ten fandoms. Different fandoms seem to produce different kinds of fanworks--which you'd expect, based on the variety in the source material.

AU = alternate universe, AU - CD = Alternate universe - canon divergence, AU - C/U = alternate universe - college/university, AU - HS = alternate universe - high school, BJs = blow jobs, ER = established relationship, H/C = hurt/comfort, PWP = plot what plot/porn without plot, RPF = real person fiction, SPN = supernatural.

Finally, for fun, here's the top 200 tags of all kinds, sorted against each other. You can find a lot of fun things on this list. Some of my favorites:

Supernatural is so big, and so focused on so few characters, that Dean Winchester is the sixth most popular tag on the entire AO3.

Clint Barton is way higher than I would have expected.

Sherlock Holmes is slightly less popular than anal sex.

Original female characters are more popular than anal sex.

Similarly, cuddling is more popular than A/B/O.

Harry Styles is less popular than 3/7ths of BTS (at least as of sometime in 2018); Louis Tomlinson barely tops Draco Malfoy.

Alcohol comes between Katsuki Yuuri and Viktor Nikiforov.

Leonard McCoy is below songfic. Please join me in picturing how pissed off he’d be.

The one-two punch of “Spanking” and “I’m Sorry” is pretty amusing.

If I had put up the top 201 tags, 200 and 201 would have been “Flirting” and “Murder”, so Hannibal is almost on this list.

Fluff

Angst

Alternate Universe

Romance

Hurt/Comfort

Dean Winchester

Humor

Established Relationship

Smut

Sam Winchester

Steve Rogers

Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

Tony Stark

Friendship

Original Female Character(s)

Anal Sex

Drabble

Original Characters

Sherlock Holmes

Fluff And Angst

Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Castiel/Dean Winchester

One Shot

John Watson

Stiles Stilinski

Castiel

Harry Potter

Oral Sex

James "Bucky" Barnes

Natasha Romanov

Blow Jobs

Clint Barton

Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Drama

Derek Hale

Reader

Slow Burn

Original Male Character(s)

Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

First Time

Alternate Universe - College/University

Kissing

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

First Kiss

Angst With A Happy Ending

Light Angst

Violence

Family

Park Jimin (BTS)

Min Yoongi | Suga

Jeon Jungkook

Crossover

Harry Styles

Crack

Friends To Lovers

Love

Fluff And Smut

Kim Taehyung | V

Louis Tomlinson

Other Additional Tags To Be Added

Draco Malfoy

Alternate Universe - High School

Explicit Sexual Content

Masturbation

Hermione Granger

Pining

Bruce Banner

Anal Fingering

Kim Namjoon | RM

Canon Compliant

Thor (Marvel)

Domestic Fluff

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope

Keith (Voltron)

Kim Seokjin | Jin

Depression

Character Death

Sexual Content

Happy Ending

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Canon-Typical Violence

James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Lance (Voltron)

Cuddling & Snuggling

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

Dirty Talk

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

Post-Canon

Loki (Marvel)

Christmas

Hand Jobs

Scott Mccall

Niall Horan

Sex

Mycroft Holmes

Blood

Shiro (Voltron)

Liam Payne

Rimming

Rough Sex

Zayn Malik

Cute

Original Character(s)

Original Character

Castiel (Supernatural)

Dubious Consent

Phil Coulson

Severus Snape

Ron Weasley

Character Study

Mpreg

Lydia Martin

Explicit Language

Slash

Grief/Mourning

Polyamory

Future Fic

Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Minor Character Death

Greg Lestrade

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Mutual Pining

Swearing

Eventual Smut

Sirius Black

Dom/Sub

Pre-Slash

Sad

Love Confessions

Unrequited Love

Alternate Universe - Soulmates

Remus Lupin

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

Falling In Love

Jealousy

Spanking

I'm Sorry

Pepper Potts

Death

Keith/Lance (Voltron)

Spoilers

James T. Kirk

Hunk (Voltron)

Sans (Undertale)

Emma Swan

Gabriel (Supernatural)

Fluff And Humor

Magic

Torture

Alternate Universe - Human

Bruce Wayne

Isaac Lahey

Levi (Shingeki No Kyojin)

Eren Yeager

Clarke Griffin

Self-Harm

Slow Build

Victor Nikiforov

Alcohol

Katsuki Yuuri

Suicidal Thoughts

Implied Sexual Content

BDSM

Nightmares

Canonical Character Death

Action/Adventure

Sam Wilson (Marvel)

Developing Relationship

Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Bondage

Friendship/Love

Tooth-Rotting Fluff

Dark

Sheriff Stilinski

Mental Health Issues

Allison Argent

Reader-Insert

Slice Of Life

Allura (Voltron)

Kurt Hummel

Getting Together

Kidnapping

Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Dick Grayson

Merlin (Merlin)

Panic Attacks

Heavy Angst

Comfort

Alec Lightwood

Pre-Canon

Ficlet

Kid Fic

Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir

Implied/Referenced Character Death

Songfic

Leonard Mccoy

First Meetings

Flirting

[thou-crusty-batch-of-nature]

Friends will be friends (or more)

pairing sirius x reader

warnings  angst, swearing and fluff

A/N Soo this is my first fic. I would like to thank @futurewriter2000 for everything she has done for me. She is such a kind, caring friend and such a good writer. She helped me so much and without her I probably wouldn't have posted this. 

GIF IS NOT MINE

READER'S POV

 I knew I was in deep shit when I realised that I had a crush on my best friend, Sirius Black. But how could I not, with his silky, thick, curly hair and those eyes that seemed like the sky on a - ugh, I was daydreaming again. And the worst part, I was almost certain that he liked me just as a friend. Fortunately, I was able to act like I wasn't l̶o̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ liking him. I was just leaving the classroom with the marauders after a really boring, long class of history of magic, spent doodling on my parchment. Despite the fact that they had been talking about Quidditch for the last five minutes (I disliked Quidditch because I was as tactful as a bull in a china shop), I was too busy to make a sarcastic comment as I was doing more important things - meaning that I was stealing glances from Sirius.

 I began the deep friendship with the marauders in my fourth year. I was the first person who outranked them at a rather unsuccessful prank.

 -throwback-

 I barely woke up after the last night's Halloween feast, swearing that I would never eat so many sweets again - a lie that I had told myself every other year. I lazily got up and went to the bathroom, then got dressed. My best friends, Lily and Marlene, were still sleeping. I chuckled as I heard Marlene mumbling in her sleep, catching the words "pastries everywhere". However, when I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but scream.

"FUCKING HELL I SWEAR I'M GONNA-" before I could stop the door was ripped open, a red-head staying in front of me.

 "Wha-what is happening?" asked Lily worried, but as soon as she saw me she started laughing hysterically.

 "LILY IT'S NOT FUNNY MY BLOODY HAIR IS BABY BLUE! IT LOOKS LIKE MERLIN'S HAT!" I roared annoyed.

 "Calm down, Y/N, stop being ridiculous. It was obviously the 'mighty' marauders." she joked. Then she stopped and looked at me for a moment. "This morning we go to Hogsmeade, don't we?"

 "Yeah...but where do you want to go with that?" I asked confused, not seeing any connection.

 "Oh sweet, innocent Y/N/N, " she teased, a devilish smirk spreading on her face, "today you are going to make such a big statement that you are going to leave our dear Sirius with his mouth open like he is at the dentist. Marls, it's a fashion emergency!" I have never seen Marlene getting up so quickly before.

 Long story short, when I arrived in the Great Hall wearing a lace crop top, skinny jeans, high heels all matching to my now slightly wavy hair, I could have sworn I saw Sirius spilling his pumpkin juice in his lap. Then, James complimented my hair. Remus apologised and Sirius invited me to go with them at The Three Broomsticks. I spent my day talking, laughing and drinking Butterbeer, and, to be honest, it was one of the most beautiful days of my life.

 -end of throwback-

 That's how we became friends. I figured out Remus' "furry little problem" at the end of the fourth year, and by now I was known as the fifth marauder. I've always helped them with their pranks; setting them up, finding ideas or even getting them out of trouble. After all, I was considered by most of the professors a quiet, model student, and it was quite useful added to a completely chaste smile.

 "Um... Y/N/N?" a pinch on my cheek broke the trance in which I was. I saw the boys all staring at me. 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵.

 "You said something?"

 "No...We just asked you two times if you want to have lunch outside?" Remus admitted in a sarcastic tone.

"Yes! Sorry, I zoned out a bit." I mumbled. 'Yeah, thinking about the constant cliche drama-love-story in which I star for some time. Keep going that way, Y/N!' I thought.

 "Well it's certainly not the first time, is it honey? Is something or someone on your mind?" James retorted, followed by a knowing smirk and a wink. How did he knew? It wasn't like I told anyone. That annoying brat!

 Later that day, after an uncomfortable meal, I finally ran into James sitting on an armchair in the common room, reading a quidditch magazine.

 "How do you know?" I asked as soon as I'd seen him, taking the magazine from his face.

"Well good afternoon to you, too, my dear friend! What a beautiful day it is, isn't it? Bright sun, a warm breeze, teenage love -" I gave him a smack. "Augh! I don't think I deserved that!" he stopped, dramatically rubbing his shoulder.

 "Tell me this instant, Potter!"

 "What?"

 "How do you know I have a crush on Sirius?" I said, feeling the blush starting to creep up on my cheeks.

 "I've only suspected, but now I certainly know that it's true!" Prongs stated, proud smile on his face, turning to leave.

 "Oh, don't you dare leave! I haven't finished yet! Promise me that you won't tell a soul! He can't find out!" I exclaimed, a little panicked.

 "Ok, ok! I swear! Geez, chill out, crazy woman! But what are you going to do about it?"

 "What do you mean?"

 "I mean - you can't just act like nothing's happening forever. Won't you tell him?"

 "It's useless. He doesn't like me that way. It will only destroy our friendship!" and that was my biggest fear. I couldn't let that happen.

 Both of us were startled when we heard the door swung open, Sirius bursting happily in the common room.

 "What happened?" I asked curiously.

 "Guess who's got a girlfriend?" Sirius said proudly, adding then in a whisper "Hint: it's me!"

 "What!? Who?" I asked cautiously, hoping that my voice wasn't as brittle as I thought.

 "Madeline" he responded, his eyes twinkling like stars.

 I felt my heart sunk. Madeline Vega was a gorgeous Hufflepuff; beautiful, funny, charismatic, smart, she had it all. All in all, she was a perfect match for Sirius. Like he'd read my thoughts, James shot me a pitiful look. And I tried to be happy for my friend, I really wanted to. But at that moment all I wanted to do was to tell him the truth and run away from everybody. But I didn't.

 SIRIUS' POV

 I arrived in the common room after I had spent the whole day in Hogsmeade with Maddy. 𝘎𝘰𝘴𝘩, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭. She was a light in the darkness that seemed to follow me everywhere. She was the breath of fresh air that I needed. However, she was not the only girl that cared for me. Y/N has been quite distant lately and it started to feel strange. She always loved to make people laugh and now she barely speaks. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. I reached the dorm where the boys were lying casually on their beds, looking at me.

 "So you have a girlfriend now, don't you?" Remus broke the silence. "How come?"

 "Remy, you know that no one can resist my charms! Just look at me!"

 "I am serious."

 "No, you are Remus!" I reminded him, earning a death glare and a thrown book, from which I dodged easily. "Ok, ok. I started being friends with her through Potions, and we'd become closer and closer until I asked her to be my girlfriend today!" I was assigned with Maddy at the beginning of the year and I've always liked her. "She is wonderful," I said. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥- "Hey! Where is Y/N? Weren't we supposed to meet this afternoon?" I asked, remembering that today I promised Y/N to help her with the Transfiguration's essay.

 "Yes. She came here at three o'clock when you should have met, waiting here for an hour, but 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 clearly had better things to do than keep promises!" James frowned. I looked at the clock - 6 o'clock. 𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴!

 "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go to the Quidditch practice and be there on time because I respect a fixed arrangement!" he'd added before storming off.

 "What should I do, Moony? She'll never forgive me." I asked hopelessly.

 "Of course she'll forgive you, you drama queen, you just need to apologise."

 "And give her some sweets!" Peter added, pointing at the Honeydukes bag I had bought earlier. I took it and headed to the girls' dorm. 𝗞𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸, 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸.

 READER'S POV

 I was still mad at Sirius for forgetting about our study meeting, but fortunately, James helped me with that essay. I was on my way to the girls' dorm when I saw Sirius staying on the ground, waiting for somebody.

 "Oh! Y/N! Thank god! I am so sorry! I know you needed help and I am so, so sorry that I forgot! Please let me at least make up!" Siriuis implored, sadness darkening his grey eyes.

 "Calm down! Of course, I'll forgive you, you're my best friend!" I said reassuringly.

 "Thank you! Thank you!" he shouted exited, squeezing me in a bone-crushing hug. "Oh! I almost forgot - I also got you some sweets!" he remembered, giving me the bag. It was full of my favourite chocolates and jellies from Honeydukes.

 "You shouldn't have, thank you! But why were you waiting on the floor?" I asked, suddenly remembering how I've found him.

 "Well, actually Lily didn't want to let me in..." he admitted, scratching the back of his neck. "She said, I quote, 'We don't let losers here!'" he imitated Lily's voice."But I guess I deserved that."

 "Yeah, you kinda did," I told him, but at his shocked expression, you added "What? You are a loser! Forgetting about a meeting with your amazing, smart beautiful friend!"

 We both stared at each other for a few seconds, then laughed. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴!

 But everything came back to the usual awkwardness the next day at breakfast. I couldn't stand watching them holding hands while eating, or kissing after class, so I started to avoid him. Every day I spent my free time in places where I knew for sure he wouldn't be, but I still saw him in the common room or at lunchtime.

 Today, for example, I went to the library and stayed at the most isolated desk. I'd just finished my Potions essay when I saw a couple kissing near me. 𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦. Taking a closer look, I couldn't believe my eyes. Corey McLaren, a seventh-year Hufflepuff was snogging with... Madeline! She's Sirius girlfriend! That cheating liar! How could she?

 I quickly took my books and left without being seen. I needed to tell him. I hurried to the boys' dorm and knocked a few times. In a moment, Remus opened the door.

 "Hey Y/N/N! What are you doing here?" he asked happily.

 "I need to find Sirius! Do you know where he is?"

 "He left a couple of minutes ago to the Great Lake. Why?"

 "I can't tell you right now! I have to go! and with that, you left.

 I saw Sirius sitting on a bench, staring at the lake. I quickly sat next to him.

 "Y/N! What happened?" he asked worriedly.

 SIRIUS' POV

 I have received another letter from mother. Last summer I ran away from that hell, and now apparently she disowned me. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵. Still, after I'd read it, I needed to go outside. I wanted to break free.

 Soon I saw a silhouette that resembled Y/N coming closer. When I saw her face, her big, usually bright, Y/E/C eyes now veiled with sadness, I knew something was wrong. Very wrong.

 "Y/N! What happened?" I asked, seeing that she was avoiding my stare.

 "Sirius I am so sorry - I was in the library, studying when I saw Madeline... Maddy kissing Corey McLaren," she confessed. "As soon as I'd seen her, I looked for you in your room, and Remus -"

 "Stop. She couldn't have done that. She is Madeline, she wouldn't cheat on me." I interrupted her.

 "Maybe she is not the angel she pretends to be." she tried to explain.

 "I knew you didn't like Maddy, but did you really think that you could come and lie to me like that?" I spat.

 "You don't believe me? I had seen her with my own eyes!" she snapped.

 "Of course I don't believe you! I thought higher of you, but you clearly let the jealousy talking! I rebuked.

 "You know what, you're a bloody idiot! I can't believe that I actually loved you!" she shouted. "Stay with your cheating girlfriend, for all I care- but don't ever come back to me when you find the truth!" with tears spilling on her cheeks she left.

 She loved me and I had just broken her heart. 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵.

 I lit a cigarette. 𝘐𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦. 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘶𝘵. I haven't realised when it started to rain. A hurricane of thoughts was ravishing my mind. Did Maddy really do such a thing? Did I destroy my friendship with Y/N? Did she love me? I threw the stump in the lake and left. I was soaking wet, but I didn't care. 𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘢'𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩.

 When I reached the dorm I was welcomed by a furious James. He smacked me right in the face.

 "What the fuck, mate!" I asked, feeling the blood trickling from my nose.

 "Do you really believe that cheating bitch instead of Y/N, our best friend for two years?" James roared.

 "Hey! She's my girlfriend!"

 "Look at him! Then go to your pretty, angelic girlfriend who is more important than your friends!" James frowned.

 "Remus?" I asked, hoping that he would understand me.

 "I agree with James here, mate," he responded.

 "Fine," I said. And I left.

 READER'S POV

 I had been crying long before I got into my dorm, our argument playing and replaying in my mind. Lily and Marlene weren't there, so I decided that I needed a nap.

 I was woken up by Lily, who was nudging me gently.

 "Y/N? What happened? Have you been crying?"

 So I told them everything; how I'd seen Madeline, then went to Remus, found Sirius, then finally the argument we had.

 "Hmm...A cheating liar and a stupid brat, I think they deserve each other!" Marlene stated after I'd finished.

 "A stupid brat that I happen to know and love!" I said, with dried tears on my cheeks.

 "Oh, I promise if he tries to hurt you once more I am personally going to beat the shit out of him!" Lily vowed. I laughed for the first time that day.

 "There's that beautiful laugh!" Marlene smiled.

 They stayed with me for a while, chatting and eating our stash of sweets, listening to old records.

 "We have to go to dinner!" Lily announced after two hours of fun.

 "You go, I'm going to stay here!" I told them. I still wasn't ready to face the boys.

 "Are you sure?" Marlene asked.

 "Yes."

 They hugged me warmly and left.

 Two weeks have passed and I have barely talked with the marauders. James tried to reach out to me several times, but I've brushed him off. We only greeted each other in the common room. And Sirius - he was still with Madeline. He made his choice not to believe me and I made my choice, too.

 It was another night when I only shifted in my bed; I couldn't sleep. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯.  Suddenly, I heard a knock at my door. And another one, and another one.

 "Y/N, OPEN THE BLOODY DOOR!" Marlene shouted from her bed, her head under the pillow.

 I got up, put on my slippers and opened the door. I immediately recognized the person in front of me.

 "Sirius."

 SIRIUS' POV

 The weeks without Y/N being near us, speaking, laughing, drove me mad. Maddy still was my girlfriend, though not a day passed without thinking about Y/N's words.

 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦.

 I was in the library with Remus. While he was looking for books, I took the liberty to wander around. As I was turning to leave, I saw two people snogging in the darkest corner. However, I could recognise that wavy, golden hair anywhere.

 "Maddy?" I saw her jump a little when she heard my voice. She turned to look at me and I saw the boy she was kissing - Corey McLaren.

 "𝘚𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 - 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦... 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘊𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘤𝘓𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯."

 "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦?"

 "𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦- 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩!"

 She was right. And I was an idiot.

"We're over," I told her with a deathly calm, but before I'd left, I punched Corey in the face.

 I went outside to the bench by the lake and looked around. The sun was setting. The sky looked like a canvas, colours blending in harmony. How could I let everything happen that way? Why didn't I believe Y/N?

 Soon the night came, but I didn't care. I stayed outside, looking at the stars. Then, I got up and let my feet carry me anywhere they wanted.

 I was in front of her bedroom. Before I could stop myself, I knocked.

 READER'S POV

 "Sirius."

 "Please listen to me for a few minutes. Then, I won't bother you anymore." he begged.

 "Ok."

 "Follow me," he said. We walked without saying anything, finally arriving in the Astronomy Tower. He stopped near the window and turned to me.

 "I am an idiot and I know it. And you were right. So right. I was blinded by the idea of love and forgot about those who really care for me, truly love me. And I was lying that day, I trust you with my life. I am truly sorry that you had to distance yourself from your friends because of me. I love you. I realised when you told me that you had loved me. Please give me one more chance- "

 "I love you too," I interrupted and came closer. I could feel his warm breath on my face, "I love you so much that it hurts."

 Then he kissed me so gently and softly, yet so lovingly. I put my hand in his curly, dark hair and he put a hand on my back, slowly drawing patterns. Then he broke it, not letting go of my back.

 "I love you." he whispered, before pulling me in another sweet, long kiss.

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