#if that makes sense ? i can't word it properly i'm sleepy but. idk .it's still like that i think but. a little Less

[justewil]

need to sleep but i fear anime luke has taken over my brain ... i close my eyes and i see him

[janiedean]

Aaaaand heart thing anon here again!

I'm kinda reaally sleepy here because I'm on my 2° day of no sleep, so I apologize for the lack of words. If I one day post my works online, I'll make sure to let you know!

Sandor is the grumpiness incarnated in flesh and bone, so he taking two months to touch the harmless little heart in his room (as if it'd burn the rest of his body) is the most in-character thing I have seen.

(Sandor's heart was giant when Sansa was small... Sansa's heart would be what, the size of his hand? I can't for the life of myself imagine the measures of anyone taller than 1,80)

I'll put a reminder in my agenda to send you remarks of how your writings are perfect and worth living for at every 16° day of the month, starting now.

...sorry, it's a deal you can't break❤️

(unless you ask me to, of course, I don't want to make you uncomfortable)

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Your works are perfect,

And so are you

Totally unrelated question just for the sake of it, do you think Sandor knows how to dance? I saw once someone saying dance used to be a must-know skill for every person that lived in a court

I swear I'm not usually this random, it's just the sleepiness.

I wish you all the happiness in this world!

anon please don’t worry i’m sleep deprived half of the time no need to apologize and it’s really nice of you to even say so TVT ❤️❤️❤️ and absolutely let me know if you do!!

concerning the rest: obviously she’d have a tiny heart and he’d be all like MUST NOT HANDLE CARELESSLY 😭

that said wrt the dancing: yes and no in the sense that people living in a court as idk nobles dames and so on would know because as stated necessary skill, on the other idk if someone who is only there for the bodyguarding/fighting would like need it especially if they don’t have an important position, on the other again fighting requires coordination and knowing what footwork means so like while someone who is good at dancing wouldn’t necessary be able to use a sword for obvious reasons someone who’s good at fighting would probably learn fast if they didn’t know already so there’s that

wrt sandor specifically: i don’t think he would NOT know at least the basics if only because he was still second son of a noble household so he must have gotten some rudiments before the whole MY BROTHER BURNED MY FACE part, then after that… i mean he killed someone at twelve during the rebellion and i don’t think that he’d go out of his way to actually learn properly so imvho it’s realistic that he’d know the basics but wouldn’t have practiced since the burn and after he wouldn’t have bothered learning

………. and thank you anon now I got hit with a train with scenario in which sansan marriage is about to happen and she’s all happy going off about how she can’t wait to dance with him and he pretends he’s chill with it and then he runs to find jaime who WOULD know because brought up to inherit a castle + in a position where he could have done it during feasts and is like I BEG YOU GIVE ME A CRASH COURSE I HAVENT DANCED IN TWENTY YEARS and jaime ropes brienne into it because why wouldn’t he 😭 i’m not making promises because as stated commissions to finish and i hate everything i write lately but……. this is juicy

[whengreenmeetsbrown]

Hello! You asked prompts, so I'm going to give you one. So this is Wolfstar!:3 It's Sirius's birthday, but there's a full moon right on the same night, so Remus feels bad when he can't celebrate Sirius with the same energy. Idk something like this, thanks<3

Hi! Thank you for your response! So I’ll change it a bit and make Sirius’ birthday the night after the full moon. Remus must feel tired wouldn’t he? :) This is my first time attempting Wolfstar so let me know how you feel about this.

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Remus woke up as the light streamed through the curtains of the window. As soon as he opened his eyes, his senses alert, his body ached. Remus groaned, clutching his head in his hands, eyes wet and hands sweaty. Becoming a werewolf was one thing, the morning after that was just awful. Awful than the night of the full moon, awful than transforming into a hideous beast. Looking around the Hospital Wing, his eyes landed on the calendar hanging beside him. November 3rd, it read.

Shit, Remus thought, its Sirius’ birthday today isn’t it. He thought about his boyfriend yesterday, trying not to look too disappointed about the fact that the werewolf might be too exhausted to enjoy the most popular boy of Hogwarts, aka Remus’ boyfriend, birthday party. I’ll try my best to remain fresh and enjoy just for Sirius. He smiled as he thought of him, his sarcastic comments, clingy attitude, fierce loyalty and of course not forgetting the fact how much of a good kisser he really-

“Awake already Mr. Lupin? It’s still 9:00 in the morning and you know you don’t have classes to attend do you?” Madam Pomfrey says, bustling in and pouring the boy a glass of water.

“Um Madam Pomfrey?”

“Yes dear?”

“Can I leave the Hospital Wing a bit early today?”

…

Hogwarts was as busy as ever, students swarming everywhere, bells ringing, indicating that the classes were starting- or finishing. Day turned into night as people from all over the castle entered the Gryffindor Tower for the famous party. Remus had an immense headache but was trying hard to smile and laugh along with his friends, who also had dark circles because of running around with Remus on the moon.

“Remus, fancy a drink?” upon hearing his name, Remus turned around, and found the birthday boy standing there with a smirk on his face.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” Remus says, taking upon the offer.

“Well, people get others drunk so they can drunk snog or something. But I don’t need to do that.”

“And why’s that?” Peter piped curiously. James however covered his ears and said something about talking to Lily as he ran away.

“Because Moony will snog me if I ask him to even if he is sober.” Sirius said laughing. Remus raised his glass in reply nodding. Peter looked mortified as he scurried away.

“Are you okay Remus?” Sirius asks suddenly, concern etched upon his face.

“Yeah yeah. I’m fine.” Remus says, although he was feeling the opposite of it but did not want to ruin his boyfriend’s birthday.

Sirius smiled and gave a quick kiss. “See you in a bit then, got some guests to attend to.” With that he strutted away, leaving a laughing Remus behind.

An hour later, Remus lay on the sofa, staring at the fire. He had a splitting headache and just wanted to go to sleep. But he couldn’t, not yet. Many people had come to him, trying to communicate and Remus had tried, he really did, but now he couldn’t. Talking was a waste of energy right now, and Remus was slowly running out of it.

He kept his drinking pace slow, not wanting a hangover right after the full moon. Merlin curse that moon, Remus thought bitterly, as he watched his friends enjoying the night. James was dancing with Lily, Peter was talking animatedly to Alice and Sirius had dozens of girls surrounding him, talking one to a dozen.

He looks uncomfortable, Remus thought. And sure enough, when their eyes met, Sirius silently cried for help. The werewolf sighed and stood up, walking to the group.

“Excuse me ladies. But can I borrow my boyfriend now? You’ve had your turn.” he said, emphasizing the word ‘boyfriend’ clearly. They stared at him in disgust but let Sirius out.

“Thank you O’ wise one, my superhero!” Sirius cries out dramatically as he hugs Remus.

“Yeah yeah. No worries.” He says, instantly feeling the warmth from him, wanting nothing but to kiss him. But he had to wait, for now.

“Go enjoy your birthday. Get drunk and stuff, call me if you need help.”

Sirius stared at him strangely but obeyed. Remus feels bad, bad that he can’t join Sirius. He wants to, he really does, but his body hurts and his headache isn’t getting better with all this noise and music.

Sirius appears again. “Drink with me Moony. Please!” he says, making puppy eyes.

“I’m sorry Pads; I’ve had enough for the night. And besides, when you all get drunk, I’ll have to handle you guys.”

He looks hurt. “But you drank with me last-“

Then he stops and turns away leaving a sorrowful Remus behind.

…

The party’s over and as always, Remus is the one to clean it all. Lily is usually with him but tonight she’s drunk as hell and currently snoring alongside Prongs.

As he lay down, waiting for Sirius to come from the bathroom, he feels sleepy. But he couldn’t sleep yet, not until he apologized to his boyfriend.

Sirius came and lay down, quiet as a mouse.

“Pads.” Remus says, not bothering to whisper as there is no one with them.

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry. I really am.”

“For what?” Sirius says his eyes cast downward.

“For not having the energy to properly enjoy your birthday. This full moon is so-“

“I know Moony. No harm done.”

A silence is formed, an uncomfortable one at that. Remus can’t stand that anymore so he does something. He kisses Sirius. And he responds back, intervening their fingers and sighing. It’s a slow and tender kiss and Remus wants to put everything he wants to say in this. Sirius seems to understand.

“I know, it’s not your fault, it’s the moon’s fault.” He says, as they cuddle, coming to an understanding Remus knew they would.