i already kinda suspected it but thank you crimson rivers for making me realise i’m demisexual!
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!
Sirius getting in trouble and McGonagall not calling his parents because Sirius was disowned, but also not calling the Potters because they had to take care of talking to James.
So, she decides to bring Regulus to her office and just let him yell at Sirius.
in all seriousness i better not see a single gif of that fuckass harry potter show on this hellsite.
don't make them, don't post them, don't reblog them. just don't give free advertising to a millionaire giddy over stripping trans people of their rights.
Them
regulus “I will smother you in your sleep” black and James “I think he just offered to sit on my face” potter
Reading fanfiction isn't enough I need to make out with Lily Evans
james being a munch is cannon btw 🥰
regulus loves nothing more than james’s head between his thighs and curling his fingers in his hair.
love this so much man
I need a starchaser fanfic where James and Regulus end up going to bed drunk and the next day James wakes up with an amazing feeling and turns to see Regulus sitting in the armchair in his dorm and oh my Merlin is that a hickey on his neck?
And then James remembers the night before, how he started thinking about Lily and then his train of thought derailed with all that pale skin, the silver eyes darkened with desire, the dark hair messed up like James had never seen on Regulus, the warm and delicious blush that colored his face and went down his neck, making him almost edible. He remembers how Regulus chanted "James, James, James", so different from his usually cold "Potter"
But Regulus throws him out of the dorm after throwing his clothes at him and reiterates that the previous night was a mistake.
And now James can't forget any of this and talk about it to his friends and Sirius can't stand to hear his best friend/brother talk about his little brother like that anymore and Remus is having a great time telling everything to Regulus, who keeps glaring at him and telling him to shut up while trying to act like it didn't mean anything and acting cold to James again.
Lily can only watch the change in behavior and please, Moony, spill the beans, I need to know, it sounds like delicious gossip.
god bless wolfstar
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.
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SORRY my pradas at the CLEANERS. along with my hoodie and my fuck you flips-flops
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