Morning After The Full Moon ⏾

One thing about Remus Lupin is that he will PINE.

The Sirius would never wear a skirt because he is masc argument is so ridiculous (not that any argument in that absurd discourse makes any fucking sense.) But, like, apart from the blatant queerphobia some people are showing (weird), you know masc presenting people can wear skirts as well, right? Lots of them do? They are clothes and they aren't tied to gender presentations. Same as make-up.

The argument is substantially meaningless and ridiculous and honestly it just causes me to laugh and brutally side eye.

THE BET

The Gryffindor common room was alive with the usual chaos of a Friday evening. James Potter, ever the ringleader, was sprawled on the rug by the fire, tossing a Snitch in the air and catching it with lazy precision. Peter Pettigrew was attempting to balance a stack of Chocolate Frog cards on his nose, while Remus Lupin, ever the picture of calm, was curled up in an armchair with a book. Sirius Black, however, was in rare form—lounging on the sofa with his trademark smirk, regaling a group of fourth-years with some exaggerated tale of his latest Quidditch victory.

“And then I pulled a Wronski Feint so sharp, even James here nearly fell off his broom!” Sirius declared, throwing his arms wide for dramatic effect. The fourth-years giggled, clearly enchanted by his charisma.

James rolled his eyes. “You wish, Padfoot. That was me, and you know it.”

Sirius waved him off. “Details, details. The point is, I’m brilliant.”

Remus glanced up from his book, a small smile playing on his lips. “Modesty has never been your strong suit, has it, Sirius?”

Sirius turned to him, his grin widening. “Ah, Moony, you wound me. But I suppose I’ll forgive you—you’re far too pretty to stay mad at.”

Remus rolled his eyes, but the faint blush creeping up his neck betrayed him. James, noticing this, sat up suddenly, an idea sparking in his mind.

“Oi, Padfoot,” James called, a mischievous glint in his eye. “I’ve got a bet for you.”

Sirius raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Go on.”

“I bet you can’t go a week without flirting with Remus.”

The common room fell silent for a moment, all eyes turning to James. Even Remus looked up from his book, his expression a mix of amusement and mild horror.

Sirius scoffed. “Please. That’s child’s play. I could do it in my sleep.”

James smirked. “Oh, really? Then you won’t mind putting your money where your mouth is. A week, no flirting with Moony. If you can do it, I’ll do your homework for a month. If you can’t, you have to clean the Quidditch locker rooms—alone—for the rest of the term.”

Sirius hesitated for a fraction of a second, then shrugged. “Deal. But you’re going to regret this, Prongs. I’m a man of incredible self-control.”

Remus snorted, earning a mock glare from Sirius. “We’ll see about that,” James said, leaning back with a satisfied grin.

The next morning, Sirius was determined to prove James wrong. He woke up early, dressed meticulously, and even combed his hair (a rare occurrence). He was going to be the picture of restraint and professionalism. No flirting. None whatsoever.

But then Remus walked into the Great Hall.

He was wearing a soft, oversized sweater that slipped off one shoulder, revealing a collarbone that Sirius had never noticed before. His hair was tousled from sleep, and he had a book tucked under one arm. He looked, in a word, irresistible.

Sirius swallowed hard and quickly looked down at his toast. "Morning, Moony," he said, his voice slightly strangled.

"Morning," Remus replied, sliding into the seat across from him. He opened his book and began reading, completely oblivious to the internal crisis he’d just caused.

James, sitting next to Sirius, smirked. "You okay there, mate? You look a bit… flustered."

"I’m fine," Sirius muttered, stabbing a sausage with more force than necessary.

Peter, sitting on Remus’s other side, decided to join in on the fun. "Hey, Moony," he said, leaning in closer than necessary. "You look really nice today. That sweater suits you."

Remus looked up, surprised. "Oh. Thanks, Wormtail."

Sirius’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowing. "What are you doing, Peter?"

Peter blinked innocently. "What? I’m just complimenting Moony. Is that not allowed?"

Sirius opened his mouth to retort but caught himself just in time. He couldn’t flirt with Remus, but that didn’t mean he had to sit there and watch Peter do it. "Whatever," he muttered, shoving another bite of toast into his mouth.

James and Peter took turns showering Remus with attention, much to Sirius’s growing frustration. James would casually drape an arm over Remus’s shoulders during class, whispering jokes that made Remus laugh. Peter would offer to carry Remus’s books or fetch him tea from the kitchen. And Remus, bless him, seemed completely unaware of the effect he was having on Sirius.

But Remus wasn’t entirely innocent. Unintentionally, he began doing things that drove Sirius absolutely mad. He’d roll up his sleeves to reveal his forearms, lean in just a little too close when they were studying together, or bite his lip in concentration while reading. It was all completely innocent, but to Sirius, it felt like torture.

By the third day, James and Peter had fully embraced their roles as chaos agents. They took turns complimenting Remus at every opportunity, much to Sirius’ growing frustration.

“Moony, your hair looks amazing today,” James said loudly during Transfiguration. “What’s your secret?”

“Oh, you know,” Remus replied, running a hand through his curls. “Just good genes, I suppose.”

Sirius’ eye twitched.

Later, Peter “accidentally” dropped his quill, and when Remus bent down to pick it up, Peter whistled. “Nice view.”

“PETER!” Sirius shouted, earning a glare from Professor McGonagall. During Charms, Peter “accidentally” spilled ink all over Remus’s parchment, forcing him to take off his jumper to avoid staining it. Remus, now in just his white button-down shirt, rolled his eyes but didn’t seem to mind. Sirius, however, looked like he was about to spontaneously combust.

“Pete, you’re a genius,” James whispered, giving Peter a discreet high-five.

By day five, Sirius was at his breaking point. Remus had started sitting closer to him in class, their knees brushing under the table. He’d also taken to whispering jokes in Sirius’s ear, his breath warm against Sirius’s skin. It was maddening.

The final straw came during a game of Exploding Snap in the common room. Remus, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, leaned forward to play his card, his face inches from Sirius’s. Sirius could smell the faint scent of chocolate and parchment that always seemed to cling to him.

“Your move, Padfoot,” Remus said softly, his eyes locking with Sirius’s.

Sirius’s brain short-circuited. Without thinking, he blurted out, “You’re bloody gorgeous, you know that?”

The room went silent. James and Peter stared at him, wide-eyed, while Remus’s lips curved into a slow, triumphant smile.

“I believe that counts as flirting,” Remus said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

Sirius groaned, burying his face in his hands. “I hate all of you.”

James burst out laughing. “Looks like you just lost, Padfoot!”

Sirius glared at him. “This was a setup.”

“Of course it was,” Remus said, leaning back with a smug grin. “And you walked right into it.”

Sirius sighed, but he couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips. “Fine. You win. But just so you know, Moony, you’re a menace.”

Remus’s smile softened, and he reached out to ruffle Sirius’s hair. “And you’re adorable when you’re flustered.”

Sirius’s heart skipped a beat, and he decided then and there that losing the bet was worth it if it meant seeing Remus smile like that.

Later that night, as they all settled into their beds, Sirius leaned over to Remus. “You know,” he said quietly, “if you wanted me to flirt with you, you could’ve just asked.”

Remus chuckled, his eyes warm in the dim light. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Sirius shook his head, a fond smile on his face. “You’re impossible.”

“And yet you love me anyway,” Remus teased.

Sirius’s smile widened. “Yeah. I really do.”

And with that, he leaned in and kissed him, the bet forgotten as the two of them lost themselves in the moment.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the whole snarky and sarcastic Remus lupin, but I feel like the marauders fandom has forgotten his most important trait: his kindness.

He was one of the kindest people harry had ever known, and he was probably the kindest teacher at Hogwarts.

I love sarcastic Remus, but he can be sarcastic and kind

Oh, "Sirius is the big spoon", "Remus is the big spoon"

wRONG

They are SPAGHETTI

They are a MESS OF LIMBS

If someone walks in on them, they can't tell what the FUCK is going on

remus lupin with his large brown eyes and long, light brown eyelashes that rest on his freckled cheeks as he naps with his head on sirius' chest who has his arm around remus' waist to hold him to close to him SEND TWEET

My followers know I hate talking about politics and current events, and generally refuse to do so, but this is important.

A bill has been introduced in the US that would make all pornography a federal crime. Owning it. Creating it. Distributing it.

Under this law, fanart of nude characters would be a federal crime.

Under this law, depictions of homosexuality or simply being transgender, would be considered pornography and a federal crime.

This bill is not going to pass.

However, the reason for this bill is to continue to push the "overton window". The reason for this bill is to make banning pornography seem more and more normal to everyone until they can actually do that.

And remember, they consider depictions of gay characters and transgenders characters "pornography" in any context, including platonic.

They have been working on this for a decade now and it has been working.

If you are one of the people in fandom who thinks that "nasty" porn on AO3 should be banned because it's "icky" or "immoral", then this mental scam is working on you.

Censorship is never about protecting people.

Censorship is always about control.

Do not let the rising moral panic affect your mind and make you weak to propaganda that lets others control you and control what you watch and read.

Do not fall for the scam.

When they say they are going to ban "pornography" it means they're going to ban anything they don't like by calling it "pornography" and they don't like you!!

i had plans to do sooo much writing this week since it’s my spring break. and i did! at first. now i havent touched my fic in like 3 days though…oops

Me after a long day of writing: *closing the lid of my laptop nodding to myself* that was a good sentence

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