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But the stage lights blur out the crowd and Sirius gets to his knees in front of Remus with their guitar and bass between them, and he does it again in their hotel room, has been doing it since their first tour, has been wanting to do it since he first learned about wanting, the kind that ruins you.
a band, a tour, and the kind of undefined relationship that drives you insane.
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Bookmarked by luvinmyheart
21 Jul 2026
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omfg this is unreal. i took a break cause life has been kicking my ass and the reading slump i’ve been has sucked. i’ve been struggling to read even published novels. but wolfstar feels like home 🥹 no other explanation, they are home!!! the writing is to die for, my fav type of writing… with decadent prose and pining written in a way that gets you in the gut. this is like TCOPTP grown up, and i wish if i could get 900k words of this. to think i rlly thought i had grown out of my marauders hyperfixation… i guess we always find our way back.
quotes, especially beautiful:
“Sirius digs his fingers into his ribs, inhales two stuttered breaths, has a notebook in his suitcase full of lyrics just for the beautiful boy sitting in front of him and the way he smiles when he says Sirius’s name and it’s not fair that Sirius is the knife in their sides, the thread pulling loose. It’s not fair that James is allowed to be bisexual because he’s in a relationship with a woman and Remus is allowed to be gay because he’s not the lead singer, because he’s more unapologetic about who he is than Sirius ever will be, because his mother loves him and Sirius has swallowed love dry with the sting of vodka since he was thirteen years old.”“ Sirius kisses Remus, open-mouthed and gentle. He breaks himself off and scatters it in the space of his palms to Remus’s skin, a window left open, shame falling passed its maw, in the dusty pews of a church, in the creaking chair of his family’s dining room, he absolves in the morning half light.”
*** Note: I would have been their number 1 fan lolll, also i imagined their music sounding like Inhaler for some reason. also Led Zeppelin at Madison square garden kinda performances, velvet goldmine rockstar shit
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Some things Tumblr is shy about
Bookmarked by luvinmyheart
21 May 2026
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i follow this artist on tumblr and i absolutely love their work, these are some of their uncensored stuff
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Sirius Black flees his wedding, still in his tuxedo, minutes before walking down the aisle. He doesn't think. He just drives. Until he sees a hitchhiker limping down the road with frayed bell bottom blue jeans, a graffitied wooden cane, and a sarcastic goddam mouth. He's heading west to seek his fortune in California and needs a ride. Sirius has a car and lots to run from. When you ain't got nothin, you got nothin to lose.
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Bookmarked by luvinmyheart
18 Apr 2026
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i want to live. this reminded me of how much i want to live, and love, and experience what life has to throw at me. that throwing yourself off the path that you know is exactly what u need to find the greatest things. i haven’t finished a long fic in months, and i mean it… ive been so caught up and my attention span has been shit but i somehow stumbled upon this gem. i was knee deep in one of my late night anxiety spirals when i started to read and as i got into it, it was like everything melted away. queer art is sacred, i swear, i mean sure this is ao3 but this hit me in the gut like a classic… dare i say better. this combined every ounce of the things i look for in a coming of age: longing, loss, and love, love so great it feels like you’re drowning as it pours out of you. imaging them within this fic was a treat, i mean beautiful remus with his bandana and his cane, his tattoos, his smile. god, he’s like a character straight out of one of those indie films that you find at night that linger with you for days. and sirius, oh sirius, his hair getting longer, his gray eyes, him in that leather jacket. going from a harvard yuppie (before yuppies were a thing) to the epitome of “living on the wild side” lol, but seriously shit like this is the reason i wanna create. art like this is meant to be shared. and god damn it who knew that harry potter would lead to stuff like this. i’m in love with this fic… it gave me laughs, tears, and butterflies in my tummy. much love to the author and much love to queer ppl everywhere, we’re beautiful and so so resilient.
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“Well,” Remus says quietly, “you don’t let people know you."
“And you’re saying you know me?” Sirius drawls, leaning back in his chair. “You’re the only one?”
The half-arsed derision in his tone doesn’t seem to surprise or intimidate Remus. He only smiles, knowing.
It is one thing to love a person; it is quite another to see them as they truly are and to love them all the same. And sometimes, Sirius thinks, he’d rather die than let anybody see beneath the defensive facade of his brave face.
From 1971 to 1978, the Hogwarts years of obsession, betrayal, recklessness, lies, too much drink, insecurity, and all eclipsing sexual frustration. Seven years of Sirius Black’s insufferable god-complex, of Remus Lupin’s most private shames, of secret relationships, awkward hookups, James Potter’s blunt advice, and more yearning than sense. Seven years for Sirius to finally admit to himself that what he wants is not only to be loved, but to be known entirely. And therein lies the difficulty.
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Bookmarked by luvinmyheart
09 Apr 2026
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such a good characterization of sirius & this fic makes them seem like real teens in the 70s full angst, grit, & the fear of identity. so so good (i haven’t finished it, think i left off around the 30s chapters) i should come back to this later <3
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Peter Parker is a weirdo. A hot, distracting, irritating weirdo. And you can't afford distractions right now. So there's only one thing to do.
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Bookmarked by luvinmyheart
02 Apr 2026
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omg!!!! i read this years ago & im so happy i found it again. i’ll always love spidey loll