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As I’m still in my all the young dudes phase
Can we just appreciate Remus John lupin and his 15 minutes of fame as the quidditch commentator like that was iconic-
‘Nice one prongs!’
‘Oh bugger, slytherin back in possession!’
‘That’s how you bloody fly!‘
‘OH FU- I mean, FLIPPING HELL!’
‘SHIT, WATCH OUT JAMES!’
‘Get off your arse and referee the sodding match!’
‘Buggering Christ, that was close!’
‘FUCK ME!’
‘WE BLOODY WON! OH, THANK FUCK FOR THAT!’
Not to mention McGonagall was just sat there contemplating an early retirement
Petition for Remus to commentate more often anyone?
Just some doodles
I didn’t do Remus’ yet because I quite don’t like his canon wand
post-prank marauders being awkward 😬
my favourite gay people 😗
i love them sm
inspired by the cigarette scenes from all the young dudes
just finished atyd-sirius’ pov and i feel empty inside now bc everything makes so much sense and i have so many feelings and i really need some good domestic wolfstar recs to make me feel better
Was it casual when "was i scary?" "No, you were beautiful"
“Do you know if Sirius likes me?”
“I don’t know, ask him yourself.”
“I don’t think he’d give me a straight answer.”
No ofc not!🤣🏳️🌈
IM AT THE PART IN THE BOOK WHERE REMUS COMES OUT AND ALL THE YOUNG DUDES BY BOWIE AND MATT THE HOOPLE PLAYS AND IM SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING THROWING UP AND DYING
So as i mentioned before, i was re-reading ATYD and istg the first chapter i already wanted to cry. I am now at chapter 21, my heart screams for Regulus.
Currently re-reading ATYD on AO3, can't wait to have another mental breakdown
PETER ACTUALLY BEING IN A SCENE
(i love young pete with all my heart i can’t)
scene from sirius’ perspective of atyd
ATYD x DPS
All The Young Dudes-Dead Poets Society📖🕯️
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“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute,” Christopher started, feeling slightly agitated and like he needed to prove his point to the arrogant airhead, Sirius Black. “We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race!” He spoke finally, tucking his book underneath his arm.
Remus stood next to the blonde boy, as tall and gangly as ever. Sirius was in front of them. The black haired boy looked greatly amused, his pink lips turning up to form a coy smirk. He wanted to take the piss out on them.
Chris sighed, pushing his weight between his feet, and was about to awkwardly depart as Remus piped up. “And the human race is filled with passion.” He said roughly, turning to face the shorter boy, holding eye contact. Chris felt his heart flutter as he smiled. Sirius, one of Remus’ best friends, looked terribly annoyed. But he just held his eyes in contact with Chris. Like they were the only two in the room. Like they were something untouchable and meant something. Really meant something. Bloody Lupin.
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Aaa, idk if this really even makes sense but it was a fun idea . 🌑