“James No.”

Sirius: You know James would die for you right?

Regulus: James would die to save a fucking pigeon.

“You’ve already left kudos here,”

I DONT CARE LET ME LEAVE MORE. THE AUTHORS NEED TO KNOW MY LOVE FOR THEIR FIC

Hello! If you like dead gay wizards from the 70s, this is for you: I'm the author of "The Serpent and the Viper" on Ao3, a fic centering noble Sirius and pirate Remus. It's an enemies to lovers (and I mean that, because they HATE each other), with lots of tension, hurt and comfort and a deep dive into Sirius' inner struggles. I update every 3-5 weeks and go by whiskeyinamug there too. I'm new to tumblr so I honestly have no idea what I'm doing, but if you wanna support a smaller author of the fandom and read a marauders pirate AU, it'd mean a lot if you checked it out! xx

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Remus Lupin is cigarette burns in knitted jumpers, tea stained journals, mismatched socks, late night study sessions and unfinished poety about the stars

Sirius: My kink is doing stupid shit and watching Remus speed run the five stages of grief as he realises he still wants to fuck me

a sneak peek into the new chapter im working on hehe:

Kissing Remus wasn’t gentle. It was teeth and tongue, filled with desperation and hunger for something impossible. Sirius’ breath hitched when Remus bit into his bottom lip, almost drawing blood. “We-” he tried in the short moment they used to catch their breaths, “we shouldn’t-”.

Remus stopped. He kept Sirius in place, one hand on his neck, lips just a breath away from touching. “You're right,” he rasped, and when he looked up at Sirius, his pupils were dilated. “but I’ve always had a taste for the forbidden.”

sirius black heard “mama, didn’t mean to make you cry…i sometimes wish i’d never been born at all” and fell to his knees in a walmart

me, reading my own incomplete writing : *gasp* and then what happened?