Im Gonna Be So Real Can Yall Actually Talk About Ways We Can Support Trans Women In The UK Instead Of

the kidnapper is regulus btw :]

James: So tonight I was thinking we could stay up late playing checkers and say all the things we like about each other Kidnapper, crying: Your father paid the ransom 3 days ago, please go home

this but also jegulus size difference where regulus is just ever so slightly taller than james and james STILL throws him about

jegulus size difference so james can manhadle regulus however he wants when they are having their freaky time? absolutely

but also! jegulus size difference so whenever james hugs regulus he completely engulfs him, not even a bit of him visible? fuck yeah.

i rest my case.

i already kinda suspected it but thank you crimson rivers for making me realise i’m demisexual!

in honor of JKR being a bitch about asexuals

i wanna say thank you to bizzarestars (the author of Crimson Rivers). I deadass did not fully understand my relationship to my own asexuality until I read Sirius and Remus's relationship. I had never read literature with that kind of representation before and it actually changed my life for the better.

everybody go read crimson rivers!

someone over on twitter rted art from @ kaikkuro_ saying it's jegulus so i had to draw it for them...

Wolfstar & kisses:

Sirius loves to kiss Remus’ throat, neck, back of his neck…anywhere that makes him melt.

He’d sneak kisses during class, small kisses behind his ears while pretending to tell a secret, just to see Remus fluster and stutter, smug as hell while Remus tries to form a coherent sentence.

Remus? Remus loves to kiss Sirius everywhere. Every exposed inch of Sirius’ skin is fair game.

If it’s Sirius, he’s going to devour.

And Sirius lives for it. Knowing he can drive Remus crazy just by existing? Yeah. He eats that up.

Crimson rivers 🔥

Remus “do what you want with me” Lupin:

NOOO MY SHAYLAAAA 😞😨😥😥😥… my shaylaaaa ☹️😣😣😔😖😖

he was so small :(

idea from my mootie on tt!!! @siriusandseverusgirl ♡ @buckysfavegirl

so rude that fantasizing about writing alone is not enough to actually get the fic done. you have to actually sit down and write it. insane.

god bless wolfstar

Distraction

Remus was going to fail. He could see it now—the giant red "D" or worse, a "T" staring up at him in McGonagall’s spidery handwriting, the disappointment heavy in his stomach. He groaned, rubbing his temples as he hunched over his Transfiguration textbook, eyes darting over the same sentence for the fifth time without absorbing a single word.

"Moony," came a familiar, honey-smooth voice from behind him. "Why are you studying when you could be kissing me?"

Remus sighed without looking up. "Because I have a test tomorrow, Sirius. Unlike you, I actually need to revise."

Sirius, a menace and, unfortunately, Remus’ incredibly distracting boyfriend, plopped himself onto the couch next to him. He leaned in, resting his chin on Remus’ shoulder. "You don’t need to revise," he murmured, lips brushing against Remus’ ear. "You’re the smartest bloke in this entire bloody castle."

Remus shivered but clenched his jaw. "Flattery won’t work. I need to concentrate."

Sirius made a wounded noise. "But what if I perish from lack of affection? What if I simply wither away? You’d regret it for the rest of your days."

"I think I could live with it."

"Cruel," Sirius whispered, tilting his head so that his lips barely grazed Remus’ jaw.

Remus tensed. "Sirius."

"Yes, my love?"

"Go away."

Sirius gasped dramatically, clutching his heart as if he’d been personally offended. Then, with the precision of someone who had perfected the art of seduction, he shifted, straddling the couch so that he was facing Remus directly. "Alright. Fine. I’ll go. But first—" He widened his stormy grey eyes, an expression so utterly, devastatingly puppy-like that Remus almost whimpered. "Just one kiss?"

Remus shut his eyes tightly. "You’re evil."

"A single kiss and I’ll leave you alone," Sirius promised, even as his hands settled on Remus’ waist.

Remus hesitated. He was strong. He was determined. He could resist. Except then Sirius bit his lip, tilting his head just so, and—

Remus caved.

The kiss was meant to be brief, but Sirius had a way of making time irrelevant. His fingers curled into Remus’ hair, tilting his head back as their lips moved together, slow and teasing, until Remus found himself gripping Sirius’ collar, pulling him impossibly closer. His textbook slid forgotten onto the floor as Sirius deepened the kiss, nipping at his lower lip before soothing it with his tongue.

By the time Remus remembered how to breathe, he was entirely boneless, his head resting against Sirius’s shoulder, mind blank in the most delicious way.

Sirius smirked triumphantly. "See? Much better than studying."

Remus groaned, shoving at his chest half-heartedly. "You’re an actual demon."

"A demon who loves you very much," Sirius corrected, pressing a final kiss to Remus’ temple. "Now, let’s go to bed. You can cram in the morning."

Remus didn’t cram. He failed the test spectacularly.

But when Sirius kissed him silly after, murmuring how proud he was anyway, Remus decided that it had been worth it.