Wolfstar is so funny because Sirius really said Remus was beautiful in his wolf form, and Remus still thought Sirius was breathtaking after 12 years in prison, looking ragged and not having had a shower in over a decade.
Spreading this around bc I also need these headcannons
I need people to give me headcannons about Peter
Amen to the rings
Sirius wears rings just to see the way Remus stares at his hands like they’re a religious experience.
I NEED HELP!!
I am writing a fic which includes wolfstar, jily, dorlene, rose killer and… STRICTLY?!?!?!
Do you guys want a multiple pov or just a Remus?
Lemme know your ideas for what dances you would like to see! (Foxtrot, American smooth, samba ect.)
Also what songs? I have a few lined up myself but I’m wondering what songs you guys would like!
I also NEED a title!
It will be on AO3, under the name My_Leige123.
Hope you can help me tumbler users
Current project
“I was mauled by a werewolf at four”
“I was suicidal at 11”
“I was betrayed by my best friend”
“I was betrayed by the healthcare system.”
“I am unfairly discriminated against by strangers who don’t know me.”
“I am lesbian, nonbinary and disabled. I get discriminated quite a fair bit too, mate.”
“I was raised to be killed by a man I trusted.”
“I became disabled at 12 which causes me absurd amounts of pain”
“Hey, me too! Trauma bonding besties!”🤣✨😁🧚❤️🧚✨😘🥰🥰
- a conversation between a drunk Remus Lupin and myself
Remus is the kind of person who’ll say “I’m not very social” and then have a two-hour conversation with a barista about their childhood trauma.
It really, really did. At one point the doctor came up to Sirius to make sure he was not having a panic attack.
Close, but not quite. It was a gay crisis.
peter, filing in paperwork for Sirius at the hospital bc he has a broken arm: okay so who do you want as your emergency contact?
sirius: uh, remus, i guess
peter: okay… “relationship to the contact”, ohhh boy this could take a while
sirius:
Reposted
It’s so cute thoooo
hey look it's me again, drawing another picture from Brave Face by @zoemillinwrites, predictably, because i am obsessed
can you tell i haven't figured out quite how i wanna draw sirius yet? :P
slughorn: you’re too young to be tired, mr. lupin
remus: and you’re too old to be alive yet here we are
POV: the gremlin next to you is doing some friendly scetching…
I’m adding this 😭😭
Love doesn’t just blush and flutter. It aches. It stumbles. It leaks through the cracks, even when a character is trying to play it cool. Here’s what love looks like when it’s happening in the body before the character’s brave enough to say it.
╰ They lean in—and don’t realize it.
It’s instinct. Subconscious. Like their body is quietly screaming, closer. A slow drift during conversation. A head tilted slightly too far. A step forward they don’t take back.
╰ They can’t quite make eye contact—but they can’t stop looking.
They glance. Look away. Glance again. Maybe their gaze drops to the mouth. Maybe it hovers on the hands. Eye contact is too dangerous, it sees too much, but looking away entirely? Impossible.
╰ They fidget in specific, revealing ways.
Tugging sleeves. Adjusting jewelry. Touching their mouth when the other person talks. These aren’t nervous tics, they’re little release valves for all the don’t-say-it-don’t-feel-it energy.
╰ They mirror the other person.
Their gestures sync. Their laughs overlap. They cross their arms a beat after the other person does, and don’t even notice. Their body’s doing the bonding for them.
╰ They hover instead of touching.
The space between two people in love-but-not-there-yet is holy. Brushing hands. Shared drinks. Standing so close their shoulders almost touch, but never quite. Like if they make contact, it’s game over.