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o'knutzy day 4: laundry
credit to @lumosinlove and special thanks to @oknutzyweek2023
Leo used to hate doing laundry. His mom used to make him do it with her a lot because it was an important life skill. He couldn’t be more appreciative of it now. It was a source of comfort.
Take the things out of the dryer.
Put them into the basket.
Give the basket to Finn.
Put the things from the washer into the dryer.
Try to limit the things Logan steals in the process.
(He doesn’t try all that hard on the last one.)
The repetitive motions works wonders when he's trying to calm down or relax after a long day.
By the time he's done with the laundry, Logan has switched into one of their clean sweatshirts and has made popcorn and Finn has taken the clothes basket to the living room so he can fold the clothes.
Most days they end up watching one of their comfort movies. Either Hercules (Finn), Brother Bear (Leo), or Meet The Robinsons (Logan).
It takes roughly 20 minutes for Finn to fall asleep and 30 minutes for Logan to start demanding Leo play with his hair. By the time the credits are rolling they're all far asleep on the couch until someone wakes up enough to wake the other one's up to move to their room. They may not appreciate it but their backs do.
In all honesty, Leo wouldn't trade laundry nights for the world.
#lumosinlove#sweater weather#logan tremblay#finn o'hara#leo knut#o'knutzy#o'knutzy week 2023#domestic
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o'knutzy week day 3: cookout
credit to @lumosinlove
@oknutzyweek2023 <3
team cookouts
remus, dumo (celeste), and leo are in charge of the main courses because they're voted best chefs
james and lily along with dorcas and marlene typically bring desserts
everyone else either brings drinks or snacks
sirius and regulus are always in charge of getting the alcohol (no one really knows why it just kinds happens)
there's lots of dancing and lots of karaoke
lily and james DEMOLISH dancing queen
leo and reg are reigning champions of karaoke night with their killer queen
logan and remus always end up having too many drinks even though they swear they aren't drinking
every cookout brings a new level of peace to everyone
a sense is family a majority of them have lacked
they're always held at dumo's house and more often than not most of the teams ends up sleeping over
either because they drank too much or simply because no one wants the night to end
they have these cookouts at the end of every month and for every holiday
#lumosinlove#sweater weather#logan tremblay#finn o'hara#leo knut#dumo#pascal dumais#celeste dumais#remus lupin#sirius black#regulus black and leo knut#regulus black#james potter#lily evans#dorcas meadowes#marlene mckinnon#kasey winter#talker#gryffindor lions#o'knutzy
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O'knutzy Week Day 2: Advice
characters belong to @lumosinlove and more appreciation to @oknutzyweek2023
also i was half asleep when i wrote this so pls forgive any errors
Couples fight. It’s something that every couple will tell you. Leo, Finn, and Logan knew it was true to an extent but they simply couldn’t imagine not getting along.
Until they could.
Leo loves his boys. He really does. He loves that Logan is always trying new things. He loves that Finn loves reading so much. He loves that they love to do stuff together. He doesn’t love picking up after them as much.
He ignores it most of the time and he tries not to take it to heart when he reminds Logan to pick up his puzzle before he moves onto his painting only to come back twenty minutes later not only to pick up the aforementioned puzzle but also the paint Logan got bored with ten minutes in.
He tries not to be bothered when Finn leaves his books on the dining room table, or his bedside table, or the middle of the fucking living room floor.
Really he tries.
He’s asked them nicely and maybe it’s his fault for not being vocal enough about it, but when he trips and falls over Logan’s shoes that he left in the middle of the entryway after a 7 hour practice he’s suddenly fighting off tears.
“Fucking hell, Logan. Can you just pick up your fucking shoes. I asked you to do that twice before we left. You just have to fucking pick them up and move them three inches it’s not that fucking hard.”
Leo hates the way his voice cracks. He hates the way Logan’s face falls so quickly. He hates the simultaneous shocked and understanding look Finn gives him. He hates the fucking shoes in front of him. He takes a shuddering breath in before turning around and walking back out the door.
He can hear the footsteps hurrying behind him and clenches his eyes shut to try and stave off the tears. “Leo, wait.” Logan sounded so guilty and Leo hated that he made him feel that way. In a weird way he knew he was overreacting but he also couldn’t find it in himself to reel it in. “Baby, wait. I am so sorry. I should have moved the shoes. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking and I’m so sorry I didn’t move them when you asked me to. That was really inconsiderate of me.” Leo tugged his lip into his mouth roughly for a second before releasing it and turning around. “I know. I know you’re sorry. Lo, this is just me cooling off. I’m not mad at you-” Leo cut himself off and wrinkled his nose. “Okay, I’m a little mad, more so annoyed but this isn’t me leaving or walking out. This is me taking a break so I don’t take it out on you or Finn, okay? We’re okay.” Logan’s eyes were glossy but he nodded and took a step back. “I love you.” Leo hated how soft it was, how unsure. Leo took purposeful steps forward until he could press a kiss to Logan’s dark hair. “I love you too.”
It didn’t take him long to make it to where Regulus was staying. He hadn’t thought to text Regulus to let him know he was coming and was starting to regret it as he stood on his doorstep. He let out a deep sigh and knocked softly. If he didn’t answer Leo would just go back home. It wasn’t that big of a deal. It kind of felt like one though.
He didn’t have to worry about it for long. Regulus opened the door and smiled when he saw Leo, though his smile faltered as he took him in. “You okay?” Leo suddenly found himself unable to swallow around the lump in his throat. “May I come in?” Regulus was quick to step to the side and usher him in.
He pushed Leo to the couch with a quiet, ‘two minutes’, before retreating to his kitchen. Leo settled back against the cushions and took a few breaths. As he calmed down he found himself feeling more guilty about his overreaction. Logan hadn’t deserved the verbal lashing Leo gave him. It was just a stupid pair of shoes and Leo completely blew up. Finn was probably torn between who to comfort and Leo hated to think that he had put him in that position.
Leo was torn out of his thoughts when a mug was put in front of him. Leo lifted it to his lips and smiled softly at the smell of hot cocoa. “Merci.” He murmured as he took a sip. “De rien. Are you going to tell me about what happened?” Leo didn’t raise his eyes from his cup but he gave a loose explanation as to what happened.
Regulus hummed appropriately here and there before settling next to Leo on the couch. “I think that you being upset is perfectly reasonable. You had asked him to put them to the side and he didn’t listen. I get you feeling guilty about blowing up but you were tired and understandably upset. You can apologize but Le, I wouldn’t apologize for the whole thing. I think you should talk to them if it’s making you this upset.” Leo went to deny that claim but Reg held up his hand. “I know, I know. It’s not making you upset, but Leo you wouldn’t have gone off about nothing. Hell, I would’ve smacked Sirius by now if it was him doing it. I know you feel bad but I think you just need to talk to them.”
Leo let that sink in for a moment before nodding. “I think you’re right. I felt bad leaving but I just needed to walk it off for a minute. I was upset but I wasn’t being reasonable at the moment.” Regulus patted his arm gently. “I think that was a good move honestly. You made sure to communicate with Logan before leaving and you knew it was good for you and it ultimately was good for them too. You had a minute to calm down and think about it with a level head and the boys will have had a moment to realize how upset this made you. You did good here, Leo, I’m proud of you.” Leo would definitely blame his exhaustion for the tears that pooled in his eyes at Regulus’s words.
“Thanks, Reg.” Regulus smiled at him softly and Leo was hit with a wave of wonder at how this was the same boy from the first time they met. He was so vastly different and yet so similar to the person he is now. “Of course. Now, I think we should watch an episode of the Office and then you can head home to your boys.” Leo laughed lightly and nodded. He grabbed his phone to text the group chat he had with Finn and Logan.
When Leo finally made it home about 45 minutes later he walked into a quiet apartment. He could hear the TV playing in the living room on low and wandered in to find Finn and Logan sitting on the couch.
“Hey,” He said softly. Logan’s head whipped up at the sound and he sat up straighter. Leo could see the tension Finn was holding as he looked at him carefully before seemingly finding something that made his body untense. “Sorry, I took so long. I wanted to say sorry for losing it like that.” Logan shook his head quickly. “Non, I should have moved the shoes. I’m so sorry.” Leo walked over to them and sat on the couch in the spot between them. “It’s okay. I am sorry for losing my temper, but I would really appreciate it if you cleaned up a little more after yourselves moving forward though. I don’t mind it every now and then but sometimes I’m tired and I just want to relax but all I can think about is the stuff everywhere.” Logan nodded eagerly.
Finn moved so that he could press against Leo’s side, his arm going around Leo’s waist. Leo sagged against him, allowing himself to relax in Finn’s arms. “We will definitely try harder moving forward. We’re really sorry for not seeing how much it bothered you.” Logan nodded his head to Finn’s words. “We hope you know you can always talk to us or knock some sense into us if we’re being thick headed. We don’t want you to stress Leo and if we’re causing that we want to know. We love you too much to hurt you on purpose.” Leo smiled and wrapped his free arm around Logan, pulling him against his other side so he was sandwiched between his boys.
“I really appreciate that. I guess I knew I could talk to you about it, I just hadn’t realized how much it had been weighing on me.” Logan pressed his head against Leo’s chest. “That’s okay. Sometimes we don’t realize things until we’re a little too late but that doesn’t mean we’ve ruined things. You yelling at us a few times isn’t going to make us leave you.” Leo felt his heart skip a beat at how accurately Logan could read him. Finn pressed a hard kiss to his forehead and Leo sighed into it.
“I love you both so much.” His boys smiled back brightly. “We love you, too.”
#lumosinlove#sweater weather#logan tremblay#finn o'hara#leo knut#o'knutzy week 2023#o'knutzy#regulus black#regulus black and leo knut
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O'KNUTZY WEEK ‼️‼️ (it's officially the 31st in my time zone so here we go)
credit to @lumosinlove and a special thanks to @oknutzyweek2023 for hosting this week!
Day 1: Cooking Mishaps
Weekly team dinners had been a thing for as long as Finn had been with the Lions. It had been a tradition that had been passed on as players came and went. More often than not it was sort of like a potluck. Everyone brings their own food to share and everyone is told to bring a different thing every week. Desserts fell on Leo, Logan, and Finn this week.
This was good because it meant that Finn and Logan could actually help rather than ‘attempting’ to assist Leo when they have to bring main courses or really anything that wasn’t cookies.
Logan and Finn could handle some cookies. Leo had faith in their abilities to bake cookies. They’d done it before and the house hadn’t caught fire. He was so confident in fact that he left them unsupervised for a whole 10 minutes to shower.
Leo left an organized kitchen with pans, eggs, and milk all set out nicely as Logan read the instructions to Finn. When he came back to the kitchen floor covered in flour, Logan had eggs running down his hair, dough dripping down the cabinets in clumps, and Finn with something that looked suspiciously like vanilla extract making its way down his face. As Leo stepped into the room Logan dropped a large spoon to the floor and Finn hid something that looked like a whisk behind his back quickly.
There was a beat or two before the kitchen erupted into noise.
“He started it.”
“That’s a lie! He threw the eggs first.”
“In retaliation. Leo-”
“Finn! I dropped some flour and that warranted eggs in my hair?”
“Alright, maybe I overreacted but Leo-”
Leo abruptly burst into peals of laughter. “What the hell happened?” Logan was quick to answer. “J’etais innocent, je le jure! Finn-” Finn huffed, the vanilla extract getting dangerously close to his eye. “Hey, that’s not fair! That’s French I can’t even defend myself if I don’t know what you’re saying, you anserine!” Logan’s face pinched in the way it did when he was confused. He turned his lost eyes to Leo who just shrugged as he grabbed a clean towel (something that was in short supply at the moment) and wiped Finn’s forehead. “What is an anserine?” Logan asked with a frown. Finn just humphed. “It’s not any fun when you don’t understand it, is it?”
Logan glared at Finn from across the kitchen. Finn glared back. Leo gave up trying to stop the vanilla extract from staining Finn’s forehead. “Alright, children, since we can’t play nice we can’t play at all. Let’s clean up and start again. When everyone makes fun of us for being late I’m completely throwing y’all under the bus and y’all have to take it, understood?” Logan mumbled under his breath and Finn turned his glare to the ground as he muttered an audible annoyed, ‘yes sir.’ Leo smiled, happy with himself. “Okay, good. Logan get the vacuum. Finn start picking up the dough.” Finn started protesting immediately. “That’s not fair I didn’t spill the flou-” Leo turned to Finn with an exasperated look. “Finn.” He gave up with a groan, everyone dispersing to their station.
Once everything was cleaning up he sent Logan and Finn to go shower. Maybe if they showered together they’d get over their tiff. Leo figured it would be over before the dinner either way though.
About twenty minutes later the boys emerged from their bedroom, pinkies linked and swinging between them. “Need help with anything, Le?” Logan asked as Leo put the cookie sheet into the oven. “Nope.” Leo said with a fond smile. He loved seeing his boys getting along. As amusing as it is when they’re annoyed with each other it’s always more fun to see them being affectionate.
Logan walked up to Leo and wrapped his arms around Leo’s middle. Leo’s arms came up to rest across the shorter boy's shoulders. Logan dug his face into Leo’s neck and Leo could feel his body go lax against him. Finn leaned against the counter next to Leo and gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead.
“Thank you for remaking the cookies.” Leo returned the kiss that was offered and tightened his grip on Logan. “Y’all are very welcome. I appreciate y’all trying to make them even if it ended up all over the kitchen.” Logan huffed a laugh against his neck and Leo felt chills shoot down his arms.
Leo pressed a kiss to the top of Logan’s head and straightened up. “As nice as this is, I have to go change. Watch the cookies. Literally all you need to do is wait for the timer to go off and then take them out. That’s it. Just wait for the timer. Logan and Finn rolled their eyes in sync before sharing a look. “We know how a timer works, Leo.” Leo just raised his hands in surrender and backed out of the kitchen.
After he freshened up and changed out of his sweatpants he headed back to the kitchen.
He came to a halt when he heard panicked murmurs. He looked between his boys before looking down at the cookies.
The very very burnt cookies.
#o'knutzy week 2023#lumosinlove#sweater weather#logan tremblay#finn o'hara#leo knut#coast to coast#cooking mishaps
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O'Knutzy Week Bingo Board 2023
A1: Proposal, A2: Cooking Mishaps, A3: Summer Vacation, A4: Dance, A5: Smile
B1: Bucket Hat, B2: Tomato Soup, B3: Migraine, B4: Camping, B5: New
C1: Festival, C2: Laundry, C3: Free Space, C4: Race, C5: Mail
D1: Advice, D2: Gardening, D3: Costume, D4: Borrowed, D5: Cookouts
E1: Toys, E2: Bondage, E3: Phone, E4: Daddy, E5: Treat
The Rules
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Hi friends! Quick reminder that Lucy @awanderingdeal has graciously volunteered to host O'Knutzy Week 2023 at the beginning of August, and would like prompt suggestions sent in by Sunday, July 2, 2023 by noon BST. Thank you Lucy!
(please reblog this if you'd like to participate so we get more eyes on it!)
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based on the end of this post
the first time james ever got a hug from moody was when moody met harry for the first time
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this is so totally random but i feel like if i had to fancast anyone for @lumosinlove's logan tremblay it would be chris sturniolo
#do yall agree or am i totally off?#lumosinlove#sweater weather#logan tremblay#finn o'hara#leo knut#o'knutzy#chris sturniolo
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⚠️CONTENT WARNINGS ARE IN THE TAGS PLS READ⚠️
link to fic on ao3
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Remus Lupin has been best friends with James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, and Lily Evans since Year 5. He’s been friends with Sirius Black even longer. When he turned five his family moved from their old house in Merthyr Mawr, Wales to a new one in Yorkshire, England. It was nothing extravagant but enough to get by for the three of them. He was just old enough to join Alexander’s All Boys School. It was a private school that held Years 1 through 13. His family definitely couldn’t afford the tuition but his father taught history there so they got a rather hefty scholarship.
Remus had never been more excited about anything in his life. He was practically vibrating and Hope couldn’t help but laugh at her young son’s excitement. Lyall just shook his head fondly and gently reminded him that he needed to calm down so Hope could help him get ready or they’d be late. Remus pulled a distraught face before shaking himself and giving his mother a rather determined look, well as determined as a five year old could be. “Iawn, iawn.” Hope clicked her tongue and shook her head.
“Remember, cariad, no Welsh at school. Otherwise they won’t be able to understand you. Try your best to speak English.” Remus nodded vigorously. “I know, sorry. Got excited.” Hope smiled affectionately and ruffled her son’s hair who let out a distraught sound at the move. “Na, mam.” Hope tutted at the Welsh but put her hands up in surrender. “Alright, little man, I’m sorry. You’re all ready. Did you make sure to pack everything?” Remus nodded and jumped up to grab his backpack. “Backpack.” Lyall laughed and nodded. “Alright, buddy, let’s get in the car then.”
Lyall had to ask Remus to stop moving six times before he settled enough for Lyall to buckle him into the carseat. Hope kissed him on the forehead, cheek, and nose before Remus leaned away giggling. “Mam, na!” Hope chuckled and gave him one last kiss on his forehead. “I hope you have a great day at school. I can’t wait for you to tell me all about it.” Remus smiled and nodded, his small hands coming to grab her cheeks so he could smack a kiss to her cheek. Hope squeezed his hand before letting it go and waving as her boys drove away.
Remus was undoubtedly excited. That much was clear in the first five minutes of him being in Mrs. Barlowe’s class. She was glad that he was one of the excited kids. The ones that didn’t want to be there were typically the problem. Kids such as Sirius Black. Their family were very important to the school and to be quite frank they were as snobby as they were rich, which was truly saying something. She wasn’t quite sure what to expect of the young boy. Sufficient to say he was quite whiny and quite stuck up. Determined to speak only in French because apparently it made him much better than the other boys. Much smatter, apparently. At least that’s what his mother had told him.
When Remus walked in and took the seat next to him, nearly bouncing in his seat, Sirius had simply glared and stayed silent. Remus had ignored it and eagerly introduced himself. Mrs. Barlowe winced as she listened to Sirius let out a harsh breath. “Ne me parle pas.” Remus gasped and Mrs. Barlowe got ready to step between them as she had had to do between Sirius and a lot of the boys. He was a very… unfriendly sort. “I can speak another language too!” Remus squeaked. Sirius made an outraged sound and pouted. “No you can’t.” Mrs. Barlowe’s eyebrows raised as she listened to the boy finally speak English.
Remus giggled. “Course I can, silly. I can’t lie. That’s bad.” Sirius watched him pensively. “Prove it.” He demanded. Remus looked at him funny and shook his head. “Mam said I can’t. Have to speak English.” Sirius laughed at him and Remus frowned. Mrs. Barlowe sighed deeply. “You’re lying. You only know English.” Remus shook his head, his little eyebrows furrowed. “No. I speak Welsh, Mam just told me not too.” Sirius patted his head condescendingly and smiled smugly. “D’accord, petit menteur.”
Sirius went back to drawing. Rather well for a five year old, Mrs. Barlowe couldn’t help but think. Remus let out a frustrated grunt. “Na. Dwi'n siarad cymraeg. Rydych chi'n bod yn gymedrol. Dydw i ddim yn hoffi chi.” Mrs. Barlowe stifled a laugh when she saw Sirius’s perplexed expression. Suddenly his eyes narrow. “That’s not a real language. You’re making things up. Petit menteur.” Remus let out a sound startlingly like a squawk. “W-But- No. I proved it! You can’t call me a liar just because you don’t believe me!”
Gray eyes met and amber. Defiance clear in both before Sirius’s hand shot up. He hadn’t broken eye contact. Mrs. Barlowe let out a sigh and counted to five before she made her way over. Sometimes she really questions herself as to why she thought teaching a whole bunch of five year olds was a smart choice.
“Yes, Sirius.” Sirius finally broke eye contact with Remus when she reached them. “Is Welsh a real thing?” Mrs. Barlowe’s eyebrows raised. “The language? Yes.” Sirius nodded and Remus looked at him with a see? expression. Sirius huffed before giving Remus a contemplative look. Eventually, Sirius nodded firmly. “Okay, you can be my friend then. I guess we are equal.” Remus beamed at him before turning his bright smile to Mrs. Barlowe. “We’re friends.” Mrs. Barlowe gave an impressed nod. “It looks that way. Now you just have to make sure he is nice to other people too.” Remus looked between her and Sirius before nodding firmly. “I will.”
And so he did.
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Remus and Sirius became a THING after that day. You never really found one without the other. When you did, it meant trouble. Their teachers knew better than to sit them anywhere near each other after the first day of school. By the time they reached Year 5 they were notorious for their pranks and silent conversations. Most of them were under the impression that Remus followed Sirius around like a lost puppy but they had it completely wrong.
Sirius didn’t quite know what to do without Remus. He had changed a lot over the years. He had to unlearn a lot of what his parents had taught him about people ‘lesser’ than him. Remus had been there to help him every step of the way. Sirius was a lot more outgoing than he was and Remus was a little quieter than he used to be. Four years of having the boys at their school talk down to him took away most of the excitement that was there at the beginning.
When they got into Year 5 they met James Potter and Peter Pettigrew. The four of them bonded almost immediately when someone made a remark on Remus’s second hand book and James immediately hit the kid with his own book before telling the kid that had been a very rude thing to say. Peter had shown more of a silent support by slipping into the chair on the other side of him, the one not taken up by Sirius, and getting his own second hand book out. Sirius had immediately approved of them and it was finalized when James had mentioned something about pranking the boy back. Sirius and Remus had shared a smile that was full of hidden words and that was that.
The Marauders were born.
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Lily Evans moved into the house next to Remus a week after the first day of school. He had spent the week with James, Peter, and Sirius. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with his new friends and Sirius practically lived at his house so that was already expected.
Sirius had just left when someone knocked on the Lupin’s door. Remus went to open the door, assuming it was Sirius coming back for something he forgot. It was not Sirius. Instead, a girl around his age stood at the door holding a rather gross looking pie. She smiled brightly when he opened the door.
“Hello, I’m Lily Evans. My mother and I just moved in next door so I thought I’d bake something for the neighbors. I have a feeling we’ll be best friends. I’m very excited to have someone my age living so close because I didn’t have anyone at my Dad’s house that was even close to my age.” Remus liked this girl. She talked a lot and she reminded him a bit of Sirius. He took the pie from her and waved her in. “Well, Lily Evans, I am Remus Lupin. I am very excited to meet you and I think we will be very good friends.”
Lily nodded firmly. “I can predict the future so I can definitely tell you we will be friends.” Remus laughed at that and went to answer but his mouth beat him to it. “I do believe everyone should have a friend that can see the future. My name’s Hope, I’m Remus’s mother. You’re our new neighbor, right?” Lily nodded and bit her lip shyly. Remus found her sudden switch up rather amusing.
“I’m Lily. I brought a pie over.” Hope nodded and moved from her spot in the door frame to leave. “We appreciate it, dear. Let your parents know I appreciate it.” Lily winced slightly but nodded nonetheless. Remus made a mental note to tell his mum that Lily only lives with her mum.
Remus went and pulled out two forks. “Care to share some pie?” Lily scoffed. “Aren’t you supposed to eat it yourself?” Remus raised an eyebrow. “Oh, so you don’t want any pie? I can definitely eat it all but I just thought you’d want some.” Lily seemed to debate something for a moment before she shrugged and took a fork. “Alright, but you offered.”
They each got a piece of the pie and Remus tried to hide the grimace after the first bite. “Mmm.” He said rather unconvincingly as he tried to think of a way to spit the bite out without making Lily feel bad. Lilt took a bite and immediately started laughing. “Oh my god. I thought Tunie was joking when she said this tasted like death. This is so bad.” Remus shook his head. “No, it’s good.” He said weakly. Lily laughed even harder and shook her head.
“Oh, my god. Don’t lie, Remus. That’s horrid.” Remus threw his head back and joined in laughing. “It’s quite bad.” Lily nodded. “I should have mentioned I’m not the best baker.” Remus shook his head, already feeling quite fond of the girl. “It’s alright. Who’s Tunie?” Lily’s face faltered for a moment before she regained control of her smile. “That’s my sister, Petunia. She’s a few years older than me. She lives with my dad but she’s helping my mum and I unpack.”
Remus nodded. “I don’t have any siblings. I always wished I did. I’ve always wanted a sister.” Lily makes a face and shakes her head. “Trust me they aren’t all they’re cracked up to be.” Remus pursed his lips as he thought. “That’s fair. I just want someone who would listen to my music with me, I guess. Doesn’t really matter if it's a sister or brother.”
Lily made a face of approval. “What music do you listen to?” Remus hesitated. The boys all laugh at him when he mentions his love of Taylor Swift. Well, everyone except Sirius. He figures she won’t judge him too much.
“I quite enjoy Taylor Swift.” Lily claps her hands excitedly. “Remus Lupin, I love you! I knew this was going to be a great friendship. I LOVE Taylor Swift.”
And thus another friendship began.
Combining his friends proved easy. Lily had fit seamlessly into their little group of friends. She had come over one night with snacks in hopes that Remus was free. Hope had opened the door and welcomed her in but she quickly realized that Remus was in fact being tackled but three other boys. She knew of them of course but she had yet to meet them. She had stomped her way into the living room and wacked each of the boys on the head with a book she had picked up on the way in. “Move your arses, Wheel of Fortune is on.” None of the boys had questioned her and she had been welcomed into the group after that. The boys were all slightly scared of her but she figured that was a good thing.
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When Remus turned thirteen he started getting sick. Unsurprisingly, it was Sirius that first noticed it. Sirius was over at his house for their weekly Friday night movie. Sirius had been spending more time with Remus and his family and Remus was growing increasingly more worried every time he showed up with faint bruises up and down his arms.
Sirius always brushed it off but Remus had a pretty good feeling he knew how Sirius was getting them. Especially when Sirius started bringing his brother Regulus to their hangouts. Regulus more often than not had identical bruises but he wouldn’t talk about it either.
They were about halfway through Captain America when Sirius noticed Remus’s bobbing head. Remus never fell asleep during Friday night movies. Especially, when it was Marvel. When Remus’s head fell on his shoulder, he left it there and let his friend sleep through the rest of the movie. Once the end credits started rolling, he gently shook Remus until he woke up.
“Beth sy’n digwydd?” Remus slurred. He had barely managed to sit up before he slumped against Sirius again. Sirius’s eyebrows furrowed and he moved to run a hand through Remus’s hair. “English, chéri.” Remus made a faint sound before sitting up again, much slower than the first time. “Are you alright?” Sirius asked softly as he ran his hand through Remus’s hair again.
Remus sat still for a moment then turned to look back up. “Fine, just tired. Got a bit dizzy.” Sirius frowned and felt Remus’s forehead with the back of his hand. “No fever. Have you been feeling bad for long?” Remus shrugged which did nothing to quell the ever growing concern Sirius was feeling. “It’s been on and off. I guess I just over did it.” Remus murmured as he took a deep breath. “When did it start?” Sirius asked as he cupped Remus’s cheek and slid his thumb under his eye. Remus leaned into the feeling.
“I’m not sure. It’s not that bad honestly.” Sirius huffed a little before he released Remus and placed his hands in his lap. “Alright. I need you to let me know if it gets worse, okay? I mean it. None of your bothering people business. You won’t bother me.” Remus smiled softly and nodded, his hand coming up to cover his mouth as he yawned. “Okay, I promise. I am pretty tired though so I think I’m going to go to sleep. Are you staying?” Sirius shook his head slowly. “I wouldn’t want to overstay my welcome.” He murmured.
Truthfully, there is nothing he would rather do than stay at the Lupin’s. They always welcomed him with warm smiles and open arms. Nothing like the cold looks and harsh hands of his own parents.
Remus scoffed. He would never admit it but Sirius made him feel safe. He made him feel uncomfortable in the best way, his stomach always fluttered. Lily called it a crush and said there was no way someone could relate to so many Taylor Swift songs and not have a crush but Remus knew better. He was just really close to Sirius. That was all, Lily just didn’t have a bond with anyone that was like the one he had with Sirius.
“Like you could ever overstay your welcome. I’m fairly certain my mam has forgotten you’re not actually her child.” Sirius let out a laugh. He really did love Hope, she was the kindest woman he had ever met. “Only if you’re sure.” Sirius really hoped he was. Remus gave him an exasperated look before he grabbed Sirius’s hand, ignoring the tug in his chest, and pulled him up the stairs. “I am very sure. Now let your parents know and come on.”
Sirius didn’t bother telling his parents, they wouldn’t care. He sent a quick text to his brother before turning his phone off and joining Remus in his too small bed.
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Remus seemed to get progressively worse after that. Bad enough that Peter, James, and Lily had all tried to breach the topic.
They were all walking to Remus’s house after school one day, the walk only took about ten minutes but Remus had had to stop twice to catch his breath. He was looking progressively more annoyed by the fact but all of his friends were feeling rather worried.
Eventually, when he had to stop a third time within about twenty feet of his house, Sirius had stood in front of him and waved their friends along with the promise that they would catch up in a moment. There were a few shared looks but no one protested.
Remus sat down rather abruptly and Sirius kneeled in front of him, bracing his hands on Remus’s thighs. “Alright, chéri, what’s going on?” Remus continued breathing heavily and rested his head on Sirius’s chest, a wave of relief washing over him when Sirius brought one hand to hold the back of his head. It made him feel safe which was hard with the anxiety running through him. His chest burned and he was fighting a strange floaty feeling and everything was just off.
“Can’t,” He paused again to take another deep breath. “Can’t breathe very well.” He said softly. A shiver ran down Sirius’s spine and his grip tightened on Remus’s thigh. “What do you mean?” Sirius asked softly. His heart was racing and he was dreading the answer.
He didn’t get one because all Remus was able to get out was a small whisper, dizzy, before he slumped completely onto Sirius.
Sirius was screaming for Hope in seconds.
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They found out that day that Remus had a very severe form of Anemia.
Hope had sat them down that night while Remus was sleeping and told them that Remus may have a little trouble keeping up when they were doing outdoor activities and even indoor ones. She told them that he’ll probably get dizzy more often and he’ll get tired much easier than before. She told them that he’ll need to be careful from now on but he’ll be fine. She had to explain that it’s something he’ll have to live with and there isn’t a solid cure yet.
Lily, James, and Peter had lots of questions. She was glad to answer them and quite honestly relieved that it hadn’t sent any of them running. She hadn’t expected it would but she was glad to have the proof anyway. Sirius sat silently through the whole ordeal and stared down at his hands. She didn’t miss the way James pressed against his side and she couldn’t help but thank the gods for the friend group her son had found. Not only were they wonderful to her son but they were wonderful to each other. It was rare to find that, especially to find it so young. She didn’t have a doubt that they were going to truly be friends forever.
After she had taken everyone home she got back to hers and smiled at Sirius. He looked tired and his eyes were red rimmed. He had sat in the hospital with them all day and she didn’t doubt he was tired. “I just wanted to make sure that it was okay for me to stay before I went to Re’s room.” He said quietly. She sat down next to him on the couch and held out an arm. He immediately collapsed into her side. She pressed a kiss to his hair and rested her cheek on his head.
“Course it’s okay, cariad.” She felt more than heard Sirius’s breath hitch. She wrapped her arm around him more firmly and didn’t mention anything when she felt the warm tears on her shirt. “He’s going to be okay, right?” Hope nodded and ran her hand up and down his arm comfortingly. “I promise he will. This isn’t something that is going to make his life miserable, Sirius. He’s going to be okay and he’ll be able to do the things he used to. He just has to be a bit more cautious now. He’s going to be just fine.” Sirius nodded and they sat in silence for a while, both of them basking in comfort.
Eventually, Sirius pulled away and wiped his eyes. He gave Hope a watery smile and hugged her. Hope pulled away and placed one last kiss on his forehead. “I hope you know that we love you so much Sirius. Not just because you’re such a great friend to Re. We love you because you are such a brilliant young man. We’re so proud of you and how much you’ve grown. We will always be here for you just as much as we are for Remus. That means you can tell us anything.” Hope looked at him firmly and Sirius couldn’t tell if he should feel dread or relief. She must know, or at least she knows something. “We want nothing more for you boys to be happy and safe. I want you to always remember that.”
Sirius would remember that talk for years to come.
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When Remus turned fourteen things started to make sense. It took about two months to really come to terms with the fact that he was gay. The fact that he liked guys. It only took a week to realize he liked Sirius.
He realized that it wasn't just his and Sirius’s bond that made him stare. It wasn’t their friendship that made his stomach a jumbled mess. Butterflies, as Lily put it. He realized that friends don’t look at friends the way he looks at Sirius. He and Lily listened to a lot of Taylor Swift while he tried to figure it out.
You Belong With Me and Everything Has Changed was played a lot.
Lily was brilliant and he loved her a lot. They weren’t as close as he and Sirius were but she was the closest thing he’s ever had to having a sister. She’s not afraid to take the piss and she’s blunt enough that it makes Remus consider just about everything she says seriously.
Telling the boys wasn’t hard. He wasn’t scared that they would leave him. They were all way too far into this friendship to let Remus being gay ruin it. He was a little more nervous to tell Sirius but it had nothing to do with being accepted or not and everything to do with the fact that he liked Sirius a lot.
The boys all hugged him tightly when he told them. They reminded him that they loved him no matter what and that there was nothing that he could do to make them love him any less. Remus was once again struck with the thought that he had the best friends he could ever imagine. There was nothing about any of them that he would change. He loved them so much.
He loved how James was so unapologetically himself. He loved how strongly James loved people and how loyal he stayed when he decided that you had deserved his loyalty. He loved how James wasn’t afraid to tell people off if they were bothering any of his friends. He loved how James always made sure he was feeling good and drinking enough water and making sure Remus never pushed himself too hard. He loved James a lot.
He loved how Peter was always there to listen to him if he needed someone to talk to. He loved how Peter wasn’t afraid to smack them if they were being stupid. He loved that Peter was always willing to talk about books with him and never once judged him or called him a bookworm. He loved that Peter was always ready for a game of chess and never made fun of Remus when he lost. He loved everything about Peter.
He loved how Sirius never let him feel alone. He loved how physically affectionate Sirius was and how he was always always in Remus’s corner. He loved how Sirius would let him braid his hair when he was feeling anxious or shaky. He loved how Sirius would always keep an eye out for him when they were doing something as a group. He loved how Sirius would look at him when something funny happened or when he made a joke. He loved how much Sirius loved Hope and Lyall. He loved Sirius.
He loved Sirius.
Well fuck.
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Remus spent the next five years silently pining. His friends would send him sad glances or worried looks every time Sirius voiced his most recent crush. Remus would just wave them off. Sure, it hurt but he knew there was something there. He just had to be patient. And if nothing ever came from it…
Well at least he still had Sirius in some way.
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Everything came to a head on the day of Sirius’s 19th birthday. They had a surprise party ready at Remus’s house. There was Remus, Lily, James, and Peter, but there were also a few of their other friends who had managed to wiggle their way into their friend group through the years: Marlene, Dorcas, Mary, Alice, and Frank.
They had planned the party for 5 pm. They had told Sirius they were going to have a study group. He had complained about having a study group on his birthday but Remus and Lily had just rolled their eyes and told him to grin and bear it. They had put on a rather convincing performance.
Which is why they were all concerned when 5 rolled around and Sirius wasn’t there. 6, 7, and 8 came and passed without a word. Eventually, it was only the original four left. Hope was sitting in the kitchen with them as Remus paced and the others sat at the table. James had eventually made him sit down when his breathing started getting too short.
It wasn’t until 10 that James got a message from Regulus saying that Sirius was sorry but he couldn’t make it. It left everyone with an uneasy feeling but they started filtering out one at a time until it was just Hope and Remus left. Remus stayed sitting at the table with his eyes fixed on the front door. Hope sighed and kissed his head as she walked to her room. She didn’t think it was worth it to try and fight with him to get him in bed. He wasn’t going to when he was worried about Sirius.
So, Remus stayed there. He sat silently staring at the door and listened to the rain that had started to fall a little after 11. Remus’s eyes were trying their best to close but he just kept pinching himself until he wasn’t on the brink of sleep.
It was a quarter til 1 when there was a knock at the door. Remus was up in seconds, pushing past the dizziness and yanking the door open.
Sirius was standing there shaking like a leaf on the porch. He was drenched from the rain and his teeth were chattering. His lip was busted and his eye was swollen. He had a dark red patch on his cheek that Remus had no doubt would bruise. He was holding his arm weird and Remus could tell his breath was hitching. Remus felt his own eyes start watering.
“Oh, fy nghariad. Come here.” He whispered and he held his arms out to his friend. Sirius was in his arms sobbing in seconds. Remus walked them backwards slowly so he could pull him into the room and shut the door. Sirius was leaning completely on Remus and Remus sat them both gently on the floor, being mindful of Sirius’s arm.
Remus wrapped his arms around him and pulled Sirius closer to his chest. Sirius hid his face in Remus’s neck while Remus rocked them slowly. “They w-wouldn’t leave me a- I couldn’t- S-She- Remus.” Remus shushed him softly and kissed his temple. “You’re okay, fy nghariad. You can explain later but right now you’re here, you’re safe. I promise. I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Love you too much for that.”
When Sirius had calmed down enough to stop choking on his sobs, Remus led him quietly to the bathroom. He helped Sirius sit on the counter and opened the cabinet next to him. He pulled out the first aid kit and some bruise balm that he bought specifically for Sirius. He wanted to be prepared if the time ever did come. He was glad he did.
He got everything together and grabbed a wipe and ran it under warm water before pressing it gently to Sirius’s lip. He looked at Sirius apologetically when he winced at the pressure. “I know, I’m sorry.” He handed Sirius the wipe and made sure he was applying pressure before he moved on to the bruise balm. He stepped between Sirius’s legs and rubbed his thumb gently under his slightly swollen eye. When he finished he leaned forward to rest their foreheads together.
He lets his eyes fall closed and listens to the soft sigh that Sirius lets out. “Maddeu i mi.” Remus said weakly before moving back slightly and lowering Sirius’s hand so he could grab both of them. “You need help, fy nghariad.” Sirius took a shuddering breath but he didn’t interrupt. Remus took that as a good sign. “You can’t just keep going back, Siri. This is bad. You can stay here o-or with James. Just somewhere safe.” Remus was a little embarrassed to say there were tears on his face now. He loved Sirius so much and he didn’t deserve anything this life gave him.
Sirius stares at him for a moment as if he can’t figure something out. He brings his hand up to Remus’s face slowly and wipes the tears that are falling. Remus leans into the touch and closes his eyes. He kisses Sirius’s palm lightly and Sirius just watches him.
Sirius doesn’t quite understand how Remus can love him and care for him so freely. He doesn’t ever want anything from him. He doesn’t expect anything from Sirius. Not like his mother and father do. Not like all the people at school. He doesn’t have to be fake with Remus because Remus never gave him a chance to. He loved him when he was a brat of a child. He loved him when he was trying to sort through what he was taught growing up. He loved him when Sirius felt like no one ever did.
He’s always loved Remus. It’s never been a question. Always and forever, unconditionally.
He loves how forgiving Remus is, how understanding. He loves how Remus’s eyes light up when he talks about something he’s excited about. He loves how Remus snorts when he finds something really funny. He loves the embarrassed look he gets after. He loves how Remus always looks at him softly but never underestimates him. He loves how Remus takes Sirius’s need for physical affection so seriously, never once pushing him away. He loves how Remus looks at him when they’re in a crowded room. He loves how Remus always smiles when he sees Sirius as if he can’t help it.
He loves everything about Remus. He just loves Remus.
And, oh. Oh. He loves Remus.
He thinks he may remember this moment forever because how could he have not noticed that he was in love with his best friend. He’s known him for fifteen years and who knows how long he’s been in love with him. It could have been-
“Sirius?” Remus asked softly, and god has he always sounded so soft? “Siri, are you okay?” Somehow they've made their way to Remus's bedroom. Remus bends down slightly to catch Sirius’s eye. Sirius doesn’t think he really has to try. He doesn’t know how to look at anything other than Remus. Remus, who smiles uncertainty at him. “You with me, fy nghariad?” Sirius nods, unblinking. He let's Remus guide them to the bed until they're both laying down facing one another.
“What does that mean?” Sirius asked, his voice trembles slightly and he hates himself for it when Remus frowns. “That’s not important. You left for a moment, where’d you go?” He questions as he runs his fingers through Sirius’s rain matted hair. Sirius leans into the touch and feels his cheeks head when Remus smiles fondly at him. “Just had a bit of a revelation?” Remus huffs a laugh. “Oh, really?” His face falls into something more serious. “About leaving?”
Sirius looks down for a second before meeting his eyes again. “I don’t know yet.” Remus nods at that and leans into Sirius again. Sirius gladly welcomes the embrace and pressed a kiss to Remus’s temple when Remus rests his head on his chest. “I love you.” He says tenderly. Remus smiles happily and squeezes his hand a little. “Love you too, S.”
It’s not as hard as Sirius would have thought it to be when he shakes his head. “Non, je t'aime. Tu es plus que mon meilleur ami Remus, tu es tout pour moi.” Remus is watching him closely, there’s a furrow between his eyebrows that Sirius finds endearing. “English, fy nghariad.” Sirius chuckles. “Hypocrite. I love you,” He raises his hand to cup Remus’s cheek. He can tell Remus is catching on because he’s gone deathly still but his eyes are still soft. “You’re more than my best friend, Re. You’re everything to me.” Sirius lets his gaze fall to Remus’s lips as he says the next word. “Everything.”
There’s a moment of silence but Sirius doesn’t freak out. He’s not nervous. He thinks he should be but he isn’t. “Holy fuck,” Remus says softly and Sirius can’t help but let out a startled laugh. An affectionate smile taking over his freckled face. “It took you long enough, huh?” Sirius lets out a wet laugh and pushes his shoulder gently. Remus only moves closer. “I’ve loved you since I was fourteen.”
Sirius didn’t think it was possible to love him anymore. A comfortable silence settles over them. “What does fy nghariad.” Normally Remus would laugh at his terrible pronunciation but he just runs his hand down Sirius’s neck and hides his smile in the pillow. His voice is slightly muffled when he speaks.
“My love.”
#cw: cursing#cw: child abuse#cw: walburga black#wolfstar#wolfstar supremacy#remus lupin#sirius black#james potter#peter pettigrew#lily evans#brief mention of regulus black#hope lupin#bamf hope lupin#hope lupin being everyone's mom#marauders#marauders era#remus lupin has severe anemia#anemia
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mkay i don't normally read jegulus fanfics because the jegulus fandom can get really problematic but i am reading the BEST FREAKING FANFIC RIGHT NOW and anyway if anyone is reading crimson rivers and wants to fangirl over it with me pls let me know
also if you're interested (it's a hunger games au, none of the main characters die) i can send you the link
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Soulmate Sunday
Soulmate AU: Your thoughts about your soulmate show up on your skin.
Couple: FinnLo
TW: cussing, internalized homophobia
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The first time Logan felt the tingling around his wrist he was in the middle of a huge lecture and he completely froze. Wrapped around his wrist was a simple, cursive "pretty”. Logan felt his heart stop. His head whipped up and he quickly scanned the room but no one was looking. He didn’t comprehend a thing during that lecture, too busy trying to figure out which of these near 300 people are his soulmate. The bad thing about soulmates is that once your soulmate sees you they can think about you whenever they want. Their words are wrapped around your skin whether you’re with them or not
After the first day of class Logan’s wrist almost always had something on it. Simple things such as “pretty”, “funny”, “cute”. He didn’t know if he was friends with the person or if they just think about him a lot. When he realizes it’s his roommate, Finn, he freaks the fuck out.
Because no. No no no. There was no way that his soulmate was a guy. He’d never even thought of guys like that.
Well
Not in years
…
Months
…
Days
But he’d been doing good. He’d been repressing it, they were just passing thoughts, but if Finn figures it out it’s all screwed.
So, new mission. Keep Finn From Finding Out or KFFFO for short.
He’d kept his secret for about five months. He was doing so good.
But then they got tipsy and Finn was sad and Logan didn’t know how to deal with that. It hurt him to his core to see his best friend who was normally a ball of energy just laying there in his bed silently.
Logan knew he was supposed to be keeping his distance but SCREW IT. He flopped on the bed next to Finn and crawled under the covers, carefully guiding Finn’s head to his shoulder. “What’s wrong.” Finn cuddled closer and Logan tries to pretend his heart wasn’t racing because of it. “I just want my soulmate to like me.”
That…
Was not what he was expecting
“Why wouldn’t he like you?” Finn lifted his shirt slightly to show Logan his hipbone. Keep it together, keep it tothether. And then, just like the first time, Logan froze. Because written on Finn’s hip was a small and simple
No
Logan watched as it morphed into a small sorry. Finn didn’t look at it, he just smiled sadly at Logan. “I don’t even know what that means. Logan why am I so disappointing that my soulmate thinks of me and immediately thinks, no?” Logan’s heart shattered. He can’t take it and he’s a little passed tipsy and he’s just kept it a secret for so long.
“Finn.” It was quiet but they were so close that Finn couldn’t have missed it. “Hmm?”
“I know your soulmate.”
“What?”
“I know who your soulmate is.”
They fell quiet for a while after that. Finn was still but Logan was shaking. Finn grabbed his hand tightly and whispered a quiet “Who?”. Logan was certain his heart was going to beat out of his chest. “Me.”
The hand around his squeezed impossibly tighter. “What?” Logan tipped his head back and stared at the ceiling trying to hold back the familiar burn of his eyes.
“It’s me. Finn there is absolutely nothing wrong with you. I was just so fucking scared, Finn. I had been hiding it for so long and then all of a sudden to have it thrust right back in my face. I didn’t know what to do. Everytime I thought about you like that I would shut it down because you are my best friend, Finn, and there is nothing I would ever want to do to make me hate me. Finn what if you had found out and decided you didn’t want to date me? What if you decided that you would find someone else because I wasn’t good enough to be your soulmate. I’m not even out how the hell am I supposed to be good enough to be your soulmate? What if fate made a mistake? What if-”
Finn sucked in a sharp breath and cut him off piercingly. “Logan.” Logan went silent immediate. His heart was racing and he had silent tears running down his face. He was still shaking but it had somehow turned into sporadic whole body trembles. “Logan, breathe.” Finn had lifted his head off of Logan’s chest but for some reason it felt like there was more weight pressing down than there was with his head still there.
Finn reached out and cupped his cheek in his hand. “Logan, I need you to breathe and listen to me. There is no universe, no world where I would not want you back. Do you understand that? Fate didn’t make a mistake putting us together. They knew exactly what they were doing. It knew that you would need help coming to terms, which is absolutely fine, and they know I would do everything in my power to help. I’m not judging you, Logan. I am not going to force you to come out or get mad if you wait. If there were anyone I wanted it to be it was you. Sure it hurt for a while and I didn’t understand, but all you had to do was talk to me. I hope you know you can always talk to me.”
Logan’s face shuttered and then he was sobbing loudly. Stupid fucking alcohol.
“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” He blubbered. Finn shushed him gently and pulled him into his side so that he could rest his head in the crook of Finn’s neck. “It’s okay. Lo, baby, you’re fine.”
Logan was acutely aware of how disgusting he was making Finn’s shirt but Finn didn’t seem to care. He simply held him close and ran a hand through his hair. Logan, ironically enough, had never felt as calm as he did in that moment. Sobbing uncontrollably and shaking violently as Finn whispered sweet nothings and rocked them both slowly.
Finn kissed his forehead. “We’re okay. We’re going to be okay.”
#lumosinlove#sweater weather#logan tremblay#finn o'hara#pre o'knutzy#finnlo#harvard finnlo#soulmate sunday#soulmate au
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🧥 xxx
🧥 warm coat: share a happy or fuzzy scene from your wip!
Finn was laughing so hard his entire body was vibrating. To say the least he was not expecting this for his birthday.
He watched as Logan grinded against Leo. To be honest he didn't know if he should he turned on or be horribly embarrassed that this is happening in front of so many people.
He watched as they finished their dance and the only thought that came to mind as he screamed and clapped was:
God, I love my life.
#lumosinlove#sweater weather#logan tremblay#leo knut#finn o'hara#o'knutzy#i left stuff out so i didn't give the story away lmaoooo
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october-themed writeblr ask game
I fully admit it: I’m a sucker for fall. so, here you go- an october-themed ask game! This isn’t specific to world-building or drafting or a specific part of writing, so hopefully there’s something in it for everyone.
🎃 pumpkin: do you have any favorite brainstorming techniques? how do you like to gather ideas for your wip?
🍂 leaves: what does your editing process look like? how does your wip typically change as you work on it?
☕ coffee or tea: describe your OC’s favorite place to relax.
🧥 warm coat: share a happy or fuzzy scene from your wip!
🍎 apple: let’s talk about friendship in your wip. do you have any favorite friend/platonic dynamics? any friendships gone sour?
👻 ghost: can you tease some wip ideas that have been haunting you/something you want to write in the future?
🌧️ rain: share a sad or emotional scene from your wip!
🥧 pie: let’s talk about food in your wip. are there any special recipes or traditional meals? do any of your OCs cook or bake?
🍬 candy: share a sweet or fluffy scene from your wip!
🌙 moon: do any of your OCs have dark backstories or secrets they’re trying to keep?
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cw: implication of major injury
just imagine remus when he first starts working for the gryffindor team.
the bittersweet feeling of getting to be at the professional games but having to watch by the sidelines because he can't play anymore.
imagine the first time someone gets really hurt on the ice.
he's trained not to freak out. he's trained to keep a level head and make sure the players are all right but he's absolutely frozen now.
he freezes as the memories come rushing back. for a split second he wonders if he made the right choice. if he can actually be a pt without living through his own trauma everytime he actually does his job.
moody takes note of this and keeps an extra careful eye on him from then on out
imagine him refusing to leave if there's only two people left in the locker rooms or the work out area. no one understands why he does it.
until they do.
imagine how overwhelmed he gets right after it happened because he can't tell anyone. he was constantly terrified of anyone finding out. he had nightmares about it for months.
think about how he's so good at reassuring the boys after they're hurt because he knows exactly what they need to hear. what they want to hear. what he wishes someone told him.
#lumosinlove#sweater weather#remus lupin#pt loops#loops#headcanons#trauma response#trauma#trauma recovery
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peep at the first soulmate sunday
bc i love angst <3
Finn reached out and cupped his cheek in his hand. “Logan, I need you to breathe and listen to me. There is no universe, no world where I would not want you back. Do you understand that? Fate didn't make a mistake putting us together. They knew exactly what they were doing."
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soulmate sunday are u kidding me that’s the cutest shit i have ever heard in my life
BAHAHA
i'm actually really excited
i started it on my main blog and it's just really fun cause it's a fun challenge as a writer too
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Hiya! Haven’t heard anything from you in a moment how’re you doing?
hey! i'm doing good!! i've actually been planning something called soulmate sunday.
so every sunday i am going to post a headcanon/drabble/fic about various SW couples or friends (because we believe in romantic AND platonic soulmates here)
the soulmate trope with be randomly selected and different every week but feel free to request friends/couples you want to see!!!
is that something we're interested in?
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