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i designed a cover for art heist baby by @otrtbs !!

it’s made to look like a penguin classics :)

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insert meme graphic design is my passion

some book covers for my latest brainrot "Art Heist, Baby!" by @otrtbs

(also, if anyone has a pdf or something and knows the exact size and width of stuff like spine and covers, I'm more than happy to edit it and adjust......)

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Hi! ive seen your awesome fic covers and was wondering if you could make one for this fic i really like! its called art heist baby by otrtbs on ao3! i havent fully read it yet but it is a jegulus fic! if you can’t thats alright as well thank you though!! :)

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....Ok so now I'm heartbroken and dehydrated....

The Incident

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It was one day after the incident when Sirius Black found himself holding an ice pack to his, now swollen and black, eye.

James had wasted no time in telling Remus exactly what Sirius had done and what would have happened had it not been for him intervening in the last minute.

To say Remus was absolutely pissed would be an understatement.

He marched right up to where Sirius was talking to Lily by the lake, lightly pushed the red head out of the way, and swung as hard as he could at Sirius’ face.

He hit him with so much force that the boy nearly went flying into the lake, catching himself just in time as he clutched a hand over his eye.

The look Remus was giving him could only be described as murderous, and it sent chills down Sirius’ spine as he straightened back up.

Sirius felt his heart shatter right then and there as Remus flung curse word after curse word at him, not holding back in the slightest. Even as tears slowly started to drip from Sirius’ eyes.

Sirius had never seen Remus like this before —it almost reminded him of what he had imagined Remus would be like if he gave way to the wolf just a little— and Sirius never wanted to see this side of him again.

Sirius would rather be dead.

—

It was five days after the incident when Sirius Black found himself bleeding out on the quidditch pitch for the first time.

Snivellus and his band of Deatheater Slytherins had found him laying on the grass watching the stars with tears streaming down his face when they had decided to hex him. As soon as the first wand flashed, Sirius was in an overwhelming amount of pain.

Or at least he would’ve been if he hadn’t already felt so numb.

They stopped casting hexes and left when they noticed that Sirius was hardly breathing, all of them being too scared to stick around and get caught with hurting, or even possibly killing, another student.

Sirius hoped for the latter.

And had it not been for Dorcas and Marlene sneaking around past curfew, that might’ve been the case. They found him blacked out, blood staining all of his clothes with a deep crimson that reflected sickly in the moonlight.

He woke up a few days later with Madam Pomfrey beside his bed, bandaged up from head to toe. She informed him that he would heal up just fine and that there was no permanent damage. He simply thanked her and did his best to muster a smile, but there was no feeling behind it.

Sirius would rather be dead.

—

It was two weeks after the incident when Sirius Black found himself in detention for getting into a fight.

He had passed by a third year boy in the hallway and overheard him having a conversation about a certain werewolf and his suspicious new scars.

The behavior was so unlike Sirius that Professor McGonagall had to do a double take when she forcibly pulled him off of the innocent boy he was pummeling, nearly gasping at the sight of his emotionless and empty grey eyes.

She pulled him to the side, dispersing the crowd of onlookers the fight had caused, and stared down at him with a gaze that was enough to tie Sirius’ stomach into knots.

She wasn’t the first person to give him a look of pure disappointment.

James Potter made sure to give him one of those looks every single day.

He was aware that she knew exactly what had happened just fourteen days prior and he had fully prepared himself to be scolded by her, but instead she just asked if he was alright and if he wanted to talk about it.

Of course he didn’t want to talk about it.

Sirius would rather be dead.

—

It was a month after the incident when Sirius Black found himself having a panic attack in the middle of the Great Hall.

It was the first time he had been in there since Remus had found out what he had done, and Sirius just couldn’t bare the thought of sitting at that god forsaken Gryffindor table.

But he finally forced himself in, taking a seat on the opposite end of his friends, next to a sweet looking second year girl with blonde pigtails. She smiled up at him and he felt his heart clench out of guilt when he couldn’t smile back.

It was only when he looked down and saw that the food in front of him was none other than Remus’ favorite meal, that the air was viciously ripped out of his lungs.

It was all too much.

He started clutching his tightening chest, heaving, gasping, wracking for the breath that he suddenly couldn’t seem to get in through his trembling lips.

The young girl reached her hand out to him, concern pooling in her deep blue eyes, but he simply flinched away. Standing up from his seat, he weakly stumbled out of the Great Hall and into an empty corridor.

He couldn’t let Remus or James or Peter see him like this, he didn’t want them to think he was weak.

Sirius would rather be dead.

—

It was four months after the incident that Sirius Black found himself clutching his knees to his chest as he cried in his bed.

He was in the bathroom when he had heard Remus and James walk in, the two having no idea he was in there. For the first time in months Sirius finally felt an emotion other than heartbreak and self loathing.

“Do you still love him?” James had asked Remus.

“Yes.”

The one word nearly made Sirius scream out with joy, he couldn’t believe it. Moony —his Moony— just admitted that he still loved him. For one, brief moment, Sirius felt a small tinge of hope.

“But I wish I didn’t. And I hate the fact that I do. And I want to stop.”

Then the world came crashing down on him again.

It took everything in him not to break out into crying sobs right then and there, but he waited until they were gone and slowly emerged, staggering blindly to his bed.

The tears were stinging his eyes as he replayed Remus’ words over and over again inside of his head. He had forgotten what hope felt like and wished on everything that he hadn’t had such a small taste of it just then. Sirius would rather be miserable his entire life.

Sirius would rather be dead.

—

It was six and a half months after the incident when Sirius Black found himself staring up at Remus Lupin from the ground.

He was drained, hadn’t slept in at least a week and a half, hadn’t eaten in the past four days —he was getting dangerously skinny— and was hardly able to walk correctly. The dark circles under his eyes looked sickening against his tan skin, but he had long since lost all cause to care.

His head hung heavily between his shoulders, eyes trained to the ground, as he rounded the corridor corner. A weak huff pushed past his lips when a body slammed into him, knocking him down onto his back.

“Shit, are you alri—”

The boy’s words cut off as soon as he saw who he had caused to knock down, Sirius looking blankly up at him. For a second, Sirius nearly thought he saw a wave of concern flash over Remus’ face, but he knew it was just his imagination.

He turned his eyes back down, collecting the books that he had dropped due to the fall, and struggled to push his frail body off of the ground.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, nearly too quiet for the other boy to hear, before continuing his walk to class.

He couldn’t stand to wait around and chance seeing the look of disgust he had grown so accustomed to seeing on Remus’ face reappear. He couldn’t stand to see those pretty pink lips he loved so much curl up into a snarl one more time.

Sirius would rather be dead.

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It was eight months and three days after the incident when Sirius Black found himself standing on the ledge of the astronomy tower.

His entire body was shaking —whether from the strength it took to stand or the wind billowing past him, he didn’t know— and silent tears were streaming down his flushed cheeks. His knuckles were turning white as he gripped onto the stone, the only thing keeping him in place.

He just couldn’t anymore.

He couldn’t wake up one more day knowing that Remus —and his other two best friends that he loved more than anything in the world—hated him.

He couldn’t go through another potions class watching Remus’ hands shake any time a Slytherin sent him even the smallest glance, sometimes even causing him to drop a vile altogether.

He couldn’t walk through the hall all by himself as the people he cared for most brushed past him like he was nothing more than a vapor, a nonexistent ghost floating by.

He couldn’t spend one more night staring numbly up at the top of his red and gold four poster bed, curtains tied shut, as he listened to Remus’ laughter.

He just couldn’t.

He couldn’t live with the fact that he had hurt the one boy he swore on his entire life he would always protect. It was all too much for him to bare and it was crushing him and the pain was just so excruciating.

So his hand let go, and he lifted his foot to step off the ledge, eyes trained forward to the waning moon in the sky.

Sirius would rather be dead.

And he would’ve been.

Had it not been for the pale hand that wrapped around his wrist just in time, yanking the weak boy back into the tower and into a firm chest.

Sirius could hardly stand, his knees finally giving out beneath him, his body only being held up by the arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Looking down at him, tears spilling out of his amber eyes, was a very heartbroken Remus Lupin. Sirius was confused, holding onto his consciousness just long enough to hear one sentence slip from the scarred boy’s mouth.

“I don’t want you dead.”

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Sirius Black

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Okay I didn't need my heart anyway...

Coast To Coast

Sweater Weather Spin-Off

part i

Harvard University, 2015

Finn raised his cup to his lips and watched over its rim as Logan propped himself against a wall, elbow somehow finding a place among the countless string lights. He was smiling the half smile that Finn associated with intoxication and sex, but only because it was what Logan did when he was either intoxicated or wanted sex. Or both. It was directed at a girl who was already being pulled in by it, turning away from her friends and eyes glancing down the mostly unbuttoned collar of Logan’s shirt. Logan reached out and lightly touched the girl’s necklace, maybe complimenting it, and let his fingers brush her skin.

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See you soon! - Sweet Nuthin’ (by Kattlupin)

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This is absolutely gorgeous

Art By IG: @picolo_

Instagram: @artwoonz

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This was adorable!! I love Sirius x Lily friendship so much 😍

hope you get through your writers block ❤️❤️❤️ for a prompt, if you would like: sirius accidentally telling lily he's in love with remus and her giving him advice? (and possibly teasing him)

“So you don’t like him?”

Lily sighs through her nose. She tugs roughly at Sirius’ hair - he yelps in mock protest, batting her hand away. “Jesus, woman. Are you trying to rip my hair out?”

She makes a face. “It’s so smooth! I can’t braid it properly - all the bits keep coming out.”

“That’s what she said,” Sirius mutters under his breath. “It’s called ‘Stealing Marlene’s Conditioner.’ Highly recommended.”

Lily laughs. “She’s going to cut your balls off.”

“She can try.”

“Oh, I’ll tell her you said that.”

“Then she’ll do it for real.”

Lily just rolls her eyes. She tugs again at Sirius’ hair, twisting the strands in between her fingers. The common room is quiet - James was at Quidditch practice and Peter was probably watching him. Remus...

Remus was still in the hospital wing. Sirius didn’t know what happened - the last transformation was especially rough due to the equinox, the night stretching on for what seemed like eternity. He fights back the small bubble of panic in his throat, gripping his ankles so tightly it started to throb.

Lily’s fingers still behind him. “Sirius,” she says. “Are you okay?”

Sirius swallows, forces out a small smile. “Yeah,” he manages. “Fine. So do you like James or not?”

It’s a clumsy way to change the topic but Sirius could have kissed Lily for the way she shrugged and dropped the conversation. “He’s an asshole.”

“Okay,” Sirius says. There’s a flash of a shadow outside the window - he wonders who was flying on the court right now. “But like, an asshole asshole? Or an ‘He’s-so-hot-but-arrogant-and-oh-god-I’m-wet’ asshole?”

Lily scowls and this time she’s definitely yanking on his head. Sirius winces, lurching back with a groan. “Jesus! It was just a question!”

“For your information, I have no idea how you manage to hang out with James. Both your heads are large enough to clog the lake.”

“And force the Giant Squid out of house and home? Never.”

Lily flips him off. “I think he’s an asshole asshole, thanks very much. A complete and utter...”

Sirius watches her, the way her cheeks flushed red and how her words trailed off, her eyes fixing firmly on the floor. “Ha! You do like him!”

“I do not!” Lily says at once. Her cheeks went even brighter and Sirius couldn’t stop himself from laughing. “Oh fuck off! Piece of shit!”

“What is it?” Sirius gets out, between bouts of laughter. “Is it his body? His Quidditch skills? His - “ He snorts, bent over almost in half. “Oh bloody fuck. Is it his hair?”

“Shut up!” Lily yells again but Sirius is too far gone to stop. “You’re so fucking immature!”

“Tell me!”

“I don’t like him!”

“Bullshit. What is it?”

Lily groans, pounding her fist against the floor. “Okay. If I tell you, will you shut the fuck up?”

Sirius manages to get out a small nod in between his laughter.

“It’s - “ Lily breaks off. “Oh fuck. It’s just - he looks so good on that broom! In his robes and his hair all ruffled and that fucking piece of wood between his legs...”

Sirius loses it.

He’s rolling around in the ground laughing so hard he thinks he’s going to throw up, his teeth clacking together with the force of his cackles. Lily is swearing, hitting him over and over again with a pillow but Sirius ignores it. He’s crying, he realizes, his cheeks wet with tears and he almost chokes on his own snot.

“Oh my god,” he manages. “Oh my fucking god. Piece of wood between his - “

“You said you’d stop!” Lily hisses at him, her face so red it blends in with her hair. “You piece of - “

Sirius lets her hit him again with the pillow, coughing as the feathers flew into his mouth. “Okay! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“You better be,” Lily snarls as she shoves the pillow again and again into his face. “If you tell anyone - “

“I won’t! I promise!”

“ - I’ll send Marlene after you. I swear it. You know what, fuck Marlene. I’ll cut your balls off myself.”

Sirius pushes himself off the ground. He chokes back one final laugh - Lily shoots him a murderous look, her hair an angry halo around her flushed face. “I won’t tell anyone. Swear it.”

Lily just flops off him with a sigh, covering her face with her fingers. “Oh God. I am such a mess.”

Sirius joins her, moving so her head rested on his arm. “I know,” he says and Lily pokes him hard in the side. “Shit! That hurt!”

“That’s the point.”

“Rude!” Sirius sighs, staring up at the ceiling. “Seriously though.” He grins and Lily rolls her eyes at the pun. “Okay fine! I’m just like...wow. That was one heavy duty, horny ass monologue you had there. It’s like the one that plays through my head when I see Remus.”

Lily blinks. “What?”

“What?”

A cloud of red obscures his vision. Lily leans over his face, her hair falling into his eyes and mouth. He spits it out with a sigh. “Lily - “

“You like Remus?”

Sirius freezes. “What?”

“Remus.” Lily’s voice is calm. “You said it just then. ‘Heavy duty, horny ass monologue. Like the one that plays through my head when I see Remus.’”

“I didn’t...” Sirius trails off. “Oh fuck.”

Lily throws back her head and laughs.

It’s Sirius’ turn now to flush and scowl as Lily laughs so hard her shoulders shake, wiping away tears with the back of her hand. With an awful sense of déjà vu Sirius snatches up the pillow with one hand, sending it spinning towards her back. It crashes into her with a cloud of feathers, doing nothing to stop the laughter.

“Fucking hypocrite,” she snickers. “You absolute fucking hypocrite, making fun of me like that - “

“It’s not - “

“‘Oh, Remus and his books and his forearms just bulging out like my - ‘“

Sirius launches himself at her, smacking her with the pillow - she lets out a scream, still laughing even as he threw a handful of feathers at her. “I wanna take him downtown and ride him like a big, bad pony - “

“When did I ever - “

“What,” comes a tired voice from the doorway, “The fuck is going on.”

Lily and Sirius look up to see Remus leaning againsth the wall. He looks exhausted - there are bandages around his side, deep bags underneath his eyes, his skin full and pale.

He was smiling though, at Lily on the ground and Sirius on his knees, the pillow still hanging from his loose fingers. Clouds of feathers hung in the air - for the first time Sirius realized how beautiful it was, all the light through the window, the gentle rush of feathers hitting the ground, Remus standing amongst all the wreckage like some prince.

Lily snickers, body shaking with repressed laughs as she glanced from Sirius to Remus and back again. Sirius shoots her an evil look. “We were - “

Sirius lets out a dramatic moan, flopping to the ground. Remus sits down next to him, carefully stretching his legs out with a stiffness he tried to hide. Lily frowns, the smile vanishing from her face.

“Are you - “

“Fine,” Remus says, with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m fine.”

Lily doesn’t press the point. She stands, brushing the feathers off her shorts and heads to the door. “Okay. See you then?”

“Sure,” Sirius says, rolling his eyes at her meaningful wink. “Don’t you - “

Remus cuts him off. “James is going to be so mad. He’s going to cut off your balls. All this time going after you, Lily and then turns out you’re fucking his best friend.”

“Why does everyone keep wanting to cut off my balls?” Sirius moans. “I like my balls! They’re - “

“Bulging?” Lily suggests innocently. Remus chokes air.

“What the - “

“Fuck off and ride a broomstick!” Sirius yells back, over the sound of a slamming door. Remus turns to him in confusion.

“Are you going to tell me what that was all about?”

Sirius just shakes his head and closes his eyes. “Nah,” he says. “It’s probably better you don’t know.”

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some more wolfstar+ harry family :D

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This is absolutely gorgeous I love it 💜💜

Prompt: Sirius arguing with everyone bc they think he’s the better looking one between him and Remus but he’s just like, “Have you???? Seen Remus???? He’s way out of my league!”

This one almost got away from me as it was super fun to write. @remus-john-lupin you know I can’t resist a strong and lovestruck Sirius Black. I hope you like it. 💛

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“Have you???? Seen Remus???? He’s way out of my league!” I say emphatically as I gesture towards where Remus is helping the first years levitate feathers. I really don’t understand what they’re not getting. He’s gorgeous with his golden curls, warm honey eyes, freckles on high cheeks and perfectly full pink lips. Add to that his lithe arms and slender fingers, his narrow shoulders and hips, his defined legs and a delightfully round ass. He’s beyond better looking than me.

“Padfoot, Remus is great, don’t get me wrong. Even as a straight guy I can see that. But you’re the one everyone in this tower has always pined over,” James says and I narrow my eyes at him. “Don’t give me that look. You know I’m right.”

“They only pine over me because of my name. And no one gives a shit about me now that I’ve been disowned.” I roll my eyes and then let them rest on Remus again. He’s smiling proudly at what I assume is some Weasley kid, based solely on his red hair, whose feather is floating shakily in front of him. It causes my insides to melt. He’s not just gorgeous, he’s genuinely good on the inside as well.

“And now they pine more,” Peter adds. “Your disownment just added to your ‘bad boy’ image.”

I throw a pillow at him and James, Marlene, and Dorcas all laugh uproariously as he spills his butterbeer down his chest upon impact.

“Oi, what was that for?” Peter exclaims.

“For being a git.”

“He was just speaking the truth,” Marlene says and leans across the couch to pat my knee and gaze directly at me. “Come on Sirius, even I fell for your charm.”

“That was in fifth year,” I cringe thinking back on it. What a mistake that had been.

“Still fell for it,” she says again.

“I never did,” Dorcas says as she looks longingly at Marlene.

“That’s because you’re smart,” I say.

“And as gay as Sirius is,” James teases.

“Fuck off,” Dorcas says as she throws a pillow at him, knocking his glasses askew.

“Hey!” James yells out loud enough to catch Lily’s attention from where she’s helping Remus with the first years. He quickly fixes his glasses then musses up his hair even more. “It’s not like I’m lying.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Lily walk over with a coy smile on her face. “What’s going on over here?”

“I’m trying to get these idiots to admit that Remus is the better of the two of us.”

“Well, I won’t argue with that,” Lily says.

“Thank you,” I say, then look pointedly at James. “See, she gets it.”

“It’s not that hard to get,” she says and looks over to where Remus is still diligently helping the first years with their charms. “And I don’t know why you’re arguing about this James, you’re Head Boy,” she points at Remus to direct James’s attention. “You should be doing that, not him.”

“Hey!” James says defensively.

“She’s not wrong,” Dorcas adds.

I smile at Dorcas then turn to face James and Lily. “Yeah, take him over there and free up my Moony for me.”

“With pleasure,” Lily says with a wink, then pulls James to his feet and drags him behind her.

He hits me with a pillow as he walks past and I grab it to rest my head on as I lounge more comfortably on the couch now that James is gone. From my spot, I watch as Lily and James relieve Remus of his prefect duties and I feel the love I have for Remus grow deeper in my chest at the look of disappointment on the first years faces when he walks away and heads towards me.

“Come here,” I say and lift my arm to give Remus some space to curl into. Remus grabs the butterbeer that Peter is holding out for him, then sits down beside me and into my hold. I run my hand up and down his arm then press a kiss to his temple. As he pulls away I whisper into his ear, “You really are amazing.”

“You're the amazing one,” Remus says in reply.

“Oh no, not you too,” I say and scoop him up more securely in my arms to kiss him soundly.

I ignore the groans and cries of ‘get a room’ that I hear from our friends around us. Remus is the best of us all and it’s my intention from this day forward to make sure that he knows it.

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some wolfstar doodles :D

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they're so cute omg I love them

Best Quidditch rivals, competition or no-competition. P.s. Or, “the story about Elena, who always tries to bite off more than she can chew”. Sorry for the partial or complete lack of bg in some of the panels but I’m still a noob when it comes to bg AND colouring

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This is everything I needed 😂💜

For @waiting4inspiration 's 2k prompts celebration!

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“Do you have any kinks?”

Remus looks away from the new box of records he’s scanning into inventory on the shop’s cash register to gaze at the man before him. He’s tall, clad in all black, and unbelievably handsome— his long black hair frames his strong jawline perfectly, a silver hoop adorns one side of his long, straight nose, and a clumsy patchwork of black and grey tattoos covers one arm and most of the other, pulling together his entire sexy bad boy look. His storm-grey eyes peer down at him as Remus just stares like the thirsty mess he is.

Remus finally blinks, raising his eyebrows as he clears his throat.

“Do I have—”

“Kinks.”

Do I have kinks, Remus thinks. Hell yeah, I have kinks. I wanna lick your tattoos. I wanna pull on that gorgeous hair. Is your dick pierced? I bet it is. I want you to tie me up and fuck me and tell me I’m a good boy.

Remus can’t help the smile that spreads across his face. He bites his bottom lip as he leans toward the man, elbows resting on the counter.

“That’s very forward of you,” Remus says playfully, laughing a bit as he twirls a strand of his own hair around his index finger. “Usually a guy has to take me on a few dates before getting that information.”

“Oh, I—” the man starts, his cheeks pinking a bit as he grins. He shifts on his feet, looking over his shoulder and then back to Remus. “I meant The Kinks. You know. The band? Lola?”

“Oh.” Remus’s flirtatious smirk quickly melts from his face as he straightens back up, eyes darting away from the amused expression on the man’s face. “Oh, of course. Sorry. The K’s are in the second aisle from the left, on the left side. I think I’ve got a few of their albums, but anything I don’t have I can order for you.” He raises one arm to awkwardly rub the back of his neck, silently praying that the man will be decent and not mention his embarrassing slip-up again.

“Thanks,” the guy mumbles and turns around, heading toward the K’s.

Sighing, Remus scrubs his hands over his face and continues on with his work. At least the guy didn’t leave, he thinks to himself, or worse, shout at or threaten me.

After a few minutes pass, the man struts back over to the counter empty handed and Remus wishes he wasn’t the only one working today so he wouldn't have to deal with this uncomfortable situation he’s gotten himself into. Then again, no one else was around to hear him make a fool of himself either, so there is that.

“Could you order Face to Face for me?” the guy asks. “The Kinks,” he adds, smirking as Remus attempts to keep a straight face.

“Sure,” Remus agrees. He pulls up the special order form on the register with a few clicks and begins typing, filling out the appropriate information. “What’s your first name?”

“Sirius.”

“And phone number?”

“Why? Are you gonna call me?” Sirius asks.

“Just to let you know when your order is here— don’t worry.”

“Ah. Well, in that case, you’d better give me yours.”

Remus finally looks up at him. “Excuse me?”

“I’d like to take you out,” Sirius says with a shrug, sliding his fingers into the back pocket of his obscenely tight jeans and retrieving his phone. “Maybe a few times. Then you can tell me all about those kinks of yours.”

“I— alright,” is all Remus manages to get out before Sirius hands him the phone with the Contacts screen open.

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This is cannon

Sirius escapes, part two

part one

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Forever reblog 😂😂