Happy Birthday, Remus :3

saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him

Get to Know Me!

This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you?

🧡 what is your sexuality?

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

💚 where are you from?

🩵 do you have any pets?

💙 do you have any siblings?

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

🩷 dream job?

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🎂 when is your birthday?

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings

🚗 can you drive?

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🎤 have you been to a concert

🎵 favorite artists

🎧 last song you listened too

📺 last show you watched

📝 last thing you wrote

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

🍓 favorite food

🍅 least favorite food

🍊 favorite season?

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

🍒 what is your earliest memory

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

💌 why did you start this blog?

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

🥀 kinks you would never write for

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

❄️ full fics, imagines or head canons

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change?

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you?

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

Water - 364 words

This month’s @wolfstarmicrofic prompts are exercise themed and sooo many of them scream chronic illness to me so here is the first of several chronic illness microfics! This one featuring dysautonomia (: CW for implied internalized ableism.

All Remus can think is that he needs water. He’s overheated, sweat leaking from every pore. He’s dizzy, lightheaded, can barely think straight. All he can think is he needs to sit. He needs to cool off, needs to breathe, he can’t breathe.

But he and Sirius need food. He convinces himself he can handle paying for the groceries. Remus slumps forward, forearms resting heavily on the handlebar of the cart, head ducked, steps slowing to a snail’s pace.

He’s fine. He can do this.

The fog is already permeating his brain, replacing healthy gray matter with empty gray mist. It’s hot in here. He needs to pay. He can’t think.

Remus is clumsy in his scanning and bagging. He’s dizzy. He places the bags into the cart, ignoring the way his heart and lungs and shoulders scream, and heads straight for the door.

The chilly air hits Remus’s skin. It makes him sweat more. He hasn’t put his coat back on, carrying it instead.

When he reaches his car, he tosses the groceries inside carelessly. Despite how unsteady he feels he forces himself to walk to the cart corral and put his cart away.

Finally Remus folds himself into the driver’s seat, head falling against the steering wheel as he tries to breathe.

Five minutes pass, then ten; Remus only feels worse.

He hates himself for even considering it–hates himself more for doing it–but there aren’t many other options.

He reaches for his phone with shaky hands.

“Hey baby, what’s up? On the way home yet?” Sirius’s voice is energetic, excited, loving.

All Remus can manage is a little whimper.

Sirius’s tone changes instantly to worry, concern, still love. “Baby? Are you alright?”

“Feel sick,” mutters Remus.

“Should I come get you?”

Remus hasn’t even begun to consider answering when he hears the jingle of keys through the phone.

He sighs, then whimpers again. Sirius takes it as the yes it (reluctantly) is.

“Be there in ten, Moons. Deep breaths, okay? Remember, you have water in the glovebox.”

Remus manages some pathetic sound and the line goes quiet.

He pulls out the water he had forgotten about.

Sirius is coming.

He’ll be okay.

Operation - @wolfstarmicrofic - wc: 254 - Trans!Remus

Sirius sighs in relief when Remus’s eyes flutter open. Not that he has any reason to feel anxious anymore. It’s been over a week since the operation, and Remus’s doctor assured them, quite insistently, at his follow-up appointment that everything is healing normally and that Remus should be back to his normal energy levels soon. Still, surgery is a big deal, and he knows how important this one is to Remus. If something goes wrong—well, Remus doesn’t like it when Sirius thinks that way, so he tries his best not to.

“Good morning, love,” Sirius whispers, propping himself up on his elbow to look down at his boyfriend. Just as he had done every morning since the surgery, Remus lifts a hand to his chest, as if double-checking that it’s flat. And then he smiles in relief, just as he does every morning. “Don’t worry,” Sirius teases. “You’re still breast free.”

Remus rolls his eyes, but he’s still smiling brightly.

“Here.” Sirius reaches over to the side table where he keeps a bottle of water and Remus’s pain medication. “You must be sore. Go on, drink up, and I’ll start breakfast. I’ll give you a bath and tend to your battle wounds after you eat, how does that sound?”

“It sounds wonderful.” Remus’s smile transforms into something softer, something that’s just for Sirius. “But you have to stop calling my top surgery scars ‘battle wounds.’”

“No can do, Moons.” He ruffles Remus’s hair playfully as he climbs out of bed. “No can do.”

Remus Lupin and Lily Evans, 1979

sirius saw remus was in his lighter coloured sweater today, and when he told him he liked it, remus smiled and said he wore it because the weather has been nice lately and the sun was so bright today he wanted to match it :) and sirius wanted to die because remus is so cute to him that he must collapse and die

Just in case it’s not abundantly clear where I stand- fuck JK Rowling, and ace/aro people, you are so SO valid and loved.

in honor of valentine’s day here’s a little snippet from my current wip! in which remus has a very embarrassing meet-cute (or is it a meet-ugly? idk) with sirius on an airplane

I think Remus has perfected the art of doing everything one handed, when he remembers. But he has a habit of forgetting there's anything in his other hand and just dropping his crutch/cane on the ground.

He's also perfected the little kick to retrieve it off the ground without bending over.

You will never catch him using both of his crutches because he panics and doesn't know what to do when he needs to hold something.

(For Christmas one year Sirius got him a set of crutches that go all around the forearm (among other things) and Remus who's had to buy his own medical equipment and knows how expensive it is demanded the receipt for a WEEK so he could return them. He didn't use them for two because everytime he looked at them he'd feel overwhelmed with love and cry)

why would you stop when he’s so cute!!! look at him!! 💞💓💓💘💞💕💞💝

I need to stop drawing him. He’s most of my page. I just can’t stop the demons and the demons want Remus Lupin. All. The. Time.