hiii can i request remus in a skirt for the good enough exercise? the fandom ALWAYS needs more remus in a skirt!!
yeeesss yes agreed!! thank you for the prompt š¤
Sirius: Moons, my tummy hurts
Remus: *literally just went through a full moon*
Also Remus: *hugging him* I know Padfoot.
a lot of fic rec lists focus heavily on long fics but hereās a shoutout to short fics they give so much snack-size joy i hate how writing short form is sometimes looked down upon it has its own challenges and deserves so much more respect and love because a well executed short fic can ruin your life in 20 minutes
Established Wolfstar fluff thought of the day (modern au)
Sirius Black looks all menacing in public with his long black coat and model-walk energy. And his ice-cold expression, silver eyes, sharp cheekbones and messy curls looking intimidating and unearthly beautiful. Very, very unapproachable.
But the moment Sirius spots his husband, Remus, his eyes light up, runs full speed like an overgrown puppy with a child like grin and wraps Remus in his arms with forehead kisses and nuzzles into his shoulder like heās home.
And one day, Remus secretly records it.
Because Sirius Black might be terrifying to the world, but to Remus, heās just the softest most goofiest love of his life.
two old idiots share a house for the first time in years
whoops my finger slipped and i did something silly (yes im working on the requests dw)
āme timeā and itās just lay in bed reading fanfiction for hours
I need you to understand that when I say "comments are appreciated!" I mean that I will reply to every one of them. I mean that an email with an ao3 notification has a higher priority than a message from my mother. I mean that I will have entire discussions in the comment section if you're up for it. Message me on tumblr and I will have the same discussions on an even more unhinged level. I will dissect entire personalities and ships and fictional political structures and worldbuilding with you. I will become your new best friend. You already ARE my new best friend. At the last battle, I would raise Anduril and say "For my ao3 readers" while a single tears rolls down my cheek, and dive into the fray. I would upload from beyond the grave if someone asked about the next chapter
"IT WAS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE A ONESHOT!!!" i scream, desperately clawing at the floor, as the fic drags me back into The Depths to continue writing against my will for the rest of eternity