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silverameco · 12 days

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Angel/Demon AU - @wolfstarmicrofic - 834 words

Remus was sitting on a bench just outside of the school, watching Harry talk with his friends, when a beautiful creature approched him. They were wearing something completely inappropriate for the middle of the afternoon, black miniskirt, fishnet tights and platform boots. Long black hair, porcelain skin, smudged eyeliner and fiery grey eyes. But most of all, they had that unmistakable charm and aura that could only belong to dark beings. Remus himself felt drawn to them.

He had to admit, he was surprised. And curious. He didn't encounter a lot of demons these days, most of them got bored of tormenting humans when they already did it better themselves. So they tended to stick to souls and their appearance on earth became rarer over the centuries.

This one though, sat gracefully next to him, charming smile on their face.

"Hi handsome, what's your pretty name ?"

The tone was obviously flirtatious, something that, Remus suspected, was working miracles with humans. Not that he wasn't affected, but still it sounded a bit superficial.

"I'm Remus. And yours ?" he smiled anyway. "What are you doing here ?"

The fire in the demon's eyes seemed to grow, as well as their smile, that turned a bit hungry. "Name's Sirius. And, well, i guess that's for you to decide, Remus." They said his name with a syrupy sweet voice.

"No. I meant what are you doing on earth, demon ?" Remus smirked.

Their fake smile dropped and their eyes widened, but otherwise they just laughed. You could count on demons to not be deterred by anything.

"I thought you were human !"

"Yeah, I could tell."

"Well, what are you ? I've never seen you before." Their gaze seemed to scrutinize him.

"I'm an angel."

The demon - Sirius - visibly recoiled at that. They were properly suprised now. "One of the big bosses ? What are you doing on earth ?!"

Remus laughed. "I'm not that kind of angel. I'm a guardian angel. It's my job to be on earth.".

They seemed to relax at that. "Your job." They repeated in a mocking tone. "Angels, always so well-behaved." they sighed, an amused smile on their face. "So, who's your lucky human then ?"

Remus glanced back towards Harry. He hadn't even noticed that he stopped looking at him. That could not be good.

"That kid over there. Unruly hair, crooked glasses."

"No way !" Sirius seemed delighted. "That's James' son !"

Remus was confused now. How could this demon know Harry's dad ? "You- what ? How do you know that ?"

"James is my human friend." they said like it was nothing. "I find him every few lifetimes."

"Well, I fear you might be a bit late in this one." Remus answered in an apologetic voice. "He died already."

"Oh. Well he does have the tendency to die stupidly young." Sirius seemed lost in thoughts now.

That's when Remus remarked the parents waiting for their kids outside of the school, and their wary looks towards them. Or towards Sirius more specifically, seeing as they could not see him.

"Hey, Sirius. If you're staying, do you mind making yourself invisible before a worried mother calls the cops on you ?"

"Whoops." then they proceeded to do just that. "So when do we start ?"

Remus whirled around, taken aback. "What ?"

Sirius put their head on his shoulder with a genuine smile. "Well, I thought maybe I could help you, since I'm here."

Remus couldn't help it, he laughed. It was a ridiculous idea. "Demons don't help guardian angels ! They rather make our jobs harder." he said with a pointed look.

"Nah, you must know better than me that the humans' biggest ennemies are themselves. We're just having a little fun."

Well, he couldn't argue with that logic. Before he could find any answer, Sirius all but crawled on his lap, fluttering their eyelashes at him.

"Please Remus. Promise I'll be helpful. I'm just a bored eternal being. And I'd never harm James' kid."

There was only so much one could endure before they caved in, right ? Even as an angel. Remus agreed before he could think this through. "Yeah, ok."

"Great ! Let's go, he's leaving !"

Harry was indeed finally going home. As he stood up to follow him, Sirius climbed him to settle on his shoulders. He sighed.

"What are you doing ?"

"Making sure you don't forget me."

Remus hadn't planned on starting his mission with a beautiful and clingy demon on his shoulders, but he figured he didn't mind that much.

#this was so much fun #i think they're adorable #demon sirius #angel remus #they/them pronouns for sirius #silv writes things #wolfstar microfic #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #marauders #marauders era

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gardenoflupins · 25 days

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Angel/Demon AU / @wolfstarmicrofic / 989 words

CW: sexual content, drugs & alcohol

Remus points a blessed sword against the side of the demon’s throat, eyes narrowed in his direction. He feels Minerva McGonagall’s divine energy as she apparates beside Remus.

“Leave her alone,” he warns in a low voice.

The demon, Sirius, slowly turns around with raised brows. Both Minerva and Remus scowl at him. Sirius had always been a threat to them. Always found a way to corrupt humans, especially the ones assigned to specific angels.

He always got his way.

“She isn’t doing anything she doesn’t want to,” he replies, unbothered about the divine beings in front of him. You’d need to be a major nuisance to have not one, but two angels corner you. And yet, he was indifferent.

Minerva steps forward, quiet and lethal. “You are encouraging a range of unhealthy activities. Drinking, drugs, luring her to this…” she scrunches her nose at the club they were standing outside of.

Sirius grins as if they’re all sharing a mutual joke. “I know, isn’t it fun?”

Minerva looks down her nose at him like he is nothing but filth. “She is under our guidance.”

“Is she?” Sirius asks innocently.

Marlene McKinnon stumbles out of the club in that moment, bottle in hand as she sings out of key. Remus doesn’t need to check to feel the drugs in her system.

Minerva thins her lips. They had lost another one. If there was one thing Remus knew very well, it was that angels were not as forgiving as humans made them out to be.

Remus redirects his sword so it’s right under Sirius’s chin, almost touching him before Sirius flinches away. Blessed weapons had the ability to injure a demon painfully. “You turn them all like you. You ruin everything good. Nothing thrives in your presence. You are a leach,” Remus hisses.

Sirius’s eyes flash in warning. “Careful, angel. Don’t forget I’m not above tearing the wings off your back.”

Minerva tenses and Remus can see her calculating. He knows she is thinking about killing him. He also knows that they’re both aware that they can’t. Not when Sirius belongs to a dangerous family. Killing him would cause a chain of events they didn’t want to deal with.

This is why Remus had come. To make sure someone didn’t die.

Another woman walks out of the club and makes her way to Marlene. Remus watches as she pulls her in for an embrace. Marlene grins up at her before leaning in for a deep kiss.

Minerva’s wings ruffle in agitation at the display.

A tremor goes through Remus’s own, for reasons other than annoyance.

“We will guide her back,” Minerva cautions, wings pulled tight. “Outside of drugs, you have nothing. You are nothing. She will come to the same realisation.”

Sirius glowers at her then directs it to Remus. “What makes you think I won’t torture him. He’s also nothing. There’d hardly be a consequence.”

That much was true. Minerva was more like Remus’s… mentor. She was a higher up. He was, well, replaceable.

She gives him a deadpan look. “I’ll kill you.”

With that, she disapparates.

Remus watches Sirius with stiff shoulders, feathers ruffling from anticipation. They stare at each other, both bracing for bloodshed.

They wait and wait and Remus realises no other angel is coming.

Sirius seems to realise it too.

He is on Remus in a second, hand on Remus’s throat to pin him against the wall. Remus lets out a grunt at the force as Sirius drops his hand to pin him by the hips instead. Remus shivers when he feels Sirius’s hot tongue sliding down his throat. His mouth opens instinctively and he tugs at Sirius’s hair to connect their mouths.

It should be mortifying how quickly that hot liquid of desire spreads through Remus. He is already moaning lightly against Sirius’s mouth, tugging, tugging, tugging to get him even closer.

“My beautiful angel,” Sirius whispers against him, leaving wet kisses across his jaw. Remus sighs contently, spreading his legs so Sirius can be between them. When that doesn’t feel close enough, he attempts to wrap his legs around the other’s waist. Sirius gets the message instantly and indulges him.

Remus loves the closeness.

“Have they been nice?” Sirius murmurs, still leaving kisses across his body.

Remus ignores him. “Stop stealing my humans. You’re going to make it obvious,” he breathes out shakily.

He feels Sirius grin against his throat. “No, they won’t suspect anything. We hate each other.”

Remus arches against him with a gasp when Sirius’s hand slips under his shirt and up his body. “Absolutely loathe each other,” Remus agrees breathily.

He holds Sirius close, deepening the kiss as Sirius tenderly strokes his wing.

“Missed you,” Remus mumbles and Sirius hums. “I missed you too, had to get your attention.”

Remus tries to pull back to give him a disapproving look but Sirius just leans in to kiss his furrowed eyebrows.

Remus gives up. “You’re going to leave traces of yourself on me.”

“I’ll wipe my aura off you,” Sirius mumbles, still peppering him with kisses anywhere he could reach.

“Oh,” a voice says. Remus pulls back to look at Marlene who begins to grin widely. “Fuck yeah Sirius, this is a win for the gays tonight.”

Sirius looks at her smugly as she drags her lover away, saying something about recreating what Sirius was doing. Remus is instantly curious about that interaction as it wasn’t common to directly interact with humans. Both Remus and Sirius were glamoured to look more human so she hadn’t seen the wings or horns.

Sirius mistakes the look on Remus’s face. “She’s fine, just partying,” he says, knowing Remus was still an angel at the end of the day.

Remus can’t even think to reply because Sirius is leaving love bites, pulling pleasurable sighs out of Remus and oh, does it feel lovely.

Sirius had won twice today.

Corruption, afterall, was his strongest ability.

#i bet u guys experienced whiplash #the second reread has a different tone #in public? how indecent. what have u done to him sirius #my fics #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar fanfic #i’m mourning that i couldnt fit marlenes story in there along with more about sirius and remus #keeping my fics under 1k is a challenge 😮‍💨#wolfstar fic #wolfstar fanfiction #sirius x remus #wolfstar microfic #sirius/remus #demon sirius #angel remus #wolfstar angel/demon au

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fallingbutnotforyou · 1 year

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sirius’s painting of remus because yes.

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anxiouslyfred · 2 years

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A Meaningful Message

For @dukexietyweek prompt Fantasy

Summary: Remus is an angel tasked to visit a village and gain believers for their god. Virgil is the centaur in charge of transcribing messages from the gods that come to visit and has no time for meaningless greetings messages. It takes a few visits for him to accept a message from Remus

Warnings: Religious talk, lots of it, also mentioned drought/ dehydration deaths

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Looking in from our universe, you'd be surprised how complicated religion, belief and faith gets when gods and their messengers are actually prone to visiting, to meeting with anyone really. How in worlds like that tribes and villages have holy people not as leaders of society, but as necessary delays to a new god coming in to request believers.

Of course on our version of Earth it would be just as confusing to them. Why, when there's no knowable person behind a religion, are people still trying to claim power over others due to gods?

This story is not about that though. It's about an angel on this planet who's just been assigned to visit a village their God hasn't visited before. Remus has been the angel chosen to do these messages a few times and they still wonder why. Each time is met with the same criticism and threats of punishment that God usually lets be forgotten within a week. They were too blunt in calling out not only the flaws of the people they meet but the issues with their God and jealousy that other beings were able to chose who to believe in while they had belief enforced by way of their creation.

At least the village Remus was now flying down to didn't need the more unpleasant of greeting messages they were able to give. They'd been chased out by other gods the few times that happened, given it was rare for any village to only have one spiritual power visiting at any time.

Virgil's house was the first building visible to any visitors and had 2 signs pinned to the door; one directed Earthly beings to the next building to confirm their reasons for traveling and the other directed “Gods, Messengers and other Immortal Ilk bring your words inside or get chased out of town from the next building”

“I'm Immortal Ilk!” Remus laughed in delight at the name, and the clear disdain seldom found in the people elected to greet gods to their village, following the arrow around to the front door and trilling a tune out when there was no bell or knocker to get the attention of the inhabitant.

A call came from in the house, listing various gods and the times they were booked for, ways to get Virgil's attention but Remus kept repeating their call after each one, wondering when the door would be opened. The list became more hesitant the more their call was repeated and Remus was sure Virgil was actually coming close to the door until it opened after one last trill.

“Of course, an angel finally got assigned to our village. A few of the other gods were surprised I hadn't met one yet. Who are you?” The centaur who opened the door sat back on his hunches, making no move to let Remus in.

“I'm Remus, angel of the Lord and I'm here to bring you his word.” They began, making big gestures to give the words more weight even though they knew just about everyone used something similar for these types of greetings.

Virgil rolled his eyes, “And there better actually be some message in there worth passing on, since I'm pretty sure I could read a book to learn about your god's word more easily than this. I'm Virgil, this village's transcriber for the gods and I don't pass on meaningless hellos beyond the weekly report of which gods or gods messengers have come to the village.”

“Not really. I can't give more of a message than just saying the guy who created me is God and looks down with interest on your village. He sends blessings upon your crops and I'm tasked to ensure your village's wells and spring will run clean for years to come on this initial visit.” Remus shuffles, unused to their current body since as ever they had to reflect the being before them in form while first meeting him.

“Is that going to require you physically visiting them or have you already done it?” Virgil immediately asked, pulling a folder from a shelf the door was hiding.

Remus shook their head. “Already done.”

“Great, thank you for the greeting then, and please only return when you have a meaningful message for me to take to my village. As you've already heard, I've got an appointment in half an hour and would prefer to be prepared for that.” Virgil's dismissal was obvious and Remus had been about to follow it before they paused.

They looked over the centaur for a moment before grinning. “I like you, Virgil. You're polite and blunt in a way I bet God would prefer me to be. See you next time and I'll try to get a better message to bring.”

Time passed before Remus had a reason to return to the village although they did try to receive a full message to bring before that. In fact they had come to see Virgil 2 other times on the orders from Heaven who thought that repeating the initial greeting would somehow ingratiate them to Virgil enough that their presence would be properly reacted to by the village. Remus's god remained nothing more than another deity to the people however and Virgil carried on saying the angel brought greetings without a substantial message.

On their fourth visit, Remus had a message and they were fairly sure that Virgil would accept it as being meaningful. The seasons had changed since they first came to the village and Remus had been enjoying the fact that they couldn't be blamed for lack of progress in gaining believers now but they probably would be if the message they had today was refused.

“Remus, you've changed your look.” Virgil blinked, opening his door to see a form somewhere between a reptile and a jellyfish waiting. He'd been used to them looking like a centaur despite being well aware they weren't.

“The restrictions on reflecting your form to reduce causing fears have lifted and aren't I so much more interesting like this?” Remus writhed in place, letting the transcriber look his fill. “And I actually have a message for you, consequences of ignoring it and all, even if they can't be caused by God.”

“Yeah, consequences don't tend to be how your god currently works. Not since his method shift a few centuries ago.” Virgil pulled the folder he'd grabbed on Remus's first visit out, shuffling through a few pages before pulling a form out. “Okay, what's your message?”

Remus took a deep breath, mentally checking their memory before speaking, “When the hot days come and the choice has to be made between watering crops and drinking yourself, it's each person's choice how they survive. A dehydrated soul might collapse in the fields and lose the crops they try to keep alive, but a hydrated person whose crops whither and dry will not get much further. Helping each other and moderating what's given to the land is the only way God shares for dealing with the heat of Summer's hand.”

Virgil frowned at the message, stepping out of his door to look towards the village once he'd finished transcribing it. “This is the turn of Spring. For any god to warn about Summer so early means we need to work to store water now.”

“It does! And I don't wanna be bringing messages to a shriveled dry Virgil!” They agreed, bouncing slightly. “Since you're the transcriber does that mean they share their supplies with you?”

“Everyone gets an equal share of the food our village grows with amounts over that being saved for trade. Those of us with roles beyond animal care and crop growth are given wages to trade for other things.” Virgil shrugged, turning to close his door. “I'm going to take your message to town now. Thank you for bringing it.”

“See you next time.” Remus agreed, ready to head off on other earthly errands they'd been given.

It was a rule that Virgil has started to follow since becoming the transcriber for his town, that only the entities he would bring requests, desires and questions to were ones who had brought useful messages at least once before. After that Virgil would treat it as a round robin, going down a list over who to ask. With their fourth visit, Remus had been added onto that list and was soon receiving prayers requesting advice and meetings from Virgil regarding the villager's activities.

That was the odd thing to Remus and anyone in Heaven who heard about it. Usually the transcribers, the priests, or whatever title a village, town, community gave to that person would direct their requests to the god of a system, not to the messengers. Virgil had never once directed anything towards God, only to them and they were still biting back the comments of this being proof that angels were believed in more than their creator. They'd realised that over the times they had been liaison to the Earthly settlements and had only stopped from mentioning it at the anger of their God.

“Hey Remus, I've got someone asking for advice directly from your God if you have time to visit this afternoon.” Virgil's prayer was absently said, since he was still checking the bookings of when different god's were likely to visit his village. “Perhaps around 5pm.”

Remus grinned at the request, still happy to receive them directly without having orders bestowed upon them to attend. They sent a glimmer of starlight to Virgil's room to confirm the meeting before carrying on with their day.

Virgil was already outside when Remus appeared, holding a bowl of fruits. “Well here's the angel of our village. 20 minutes early as always.” He teased, but held the bowl out towards them.

“And being offered more hospitality than normal. You like to keep your work separate from your home despite having to live at it.” Remus countered, taking a berry to nibble on, while glancing back at the house.

“Actually it's an offering for your god. Ivanica has decided that he is the one she believes in most fully and finds making an offering of her fruits the best way to acknowledge that. She also requests advice upon the marriage her family are arranging and whether it will be right for her.” He explained, but turned to lead Remus to the rear of his home, where a gate into his garden was open already.

Remus had taken the bowl in a few of the tentacles their form currently held, gliding along behind their centaur. “Now that's a success I can report to finally get a break from everyone up there questioning my ability in this role. You seem to have a lot of poisons in your garden?” They were looking around the space curiously, never having been invited even into this space before.

“It helps if there are immortal ilk becoming unruly to have temporary counters for them to hand.” Virgil reasoned, wandering over to a bench and letting Remus look their full. “I have a question too actually. You're a messenger for the god who created you, but are people able to believe in you specifically without following your god or does that cause some horrible consequences?”

“Meh, most horrible consequences it'll cause is God pouting and muttering for a year or two that the power comes from him, surely he should get the praise. I keep hoping it'll get him off that high horse sometime or other,” Virgil bristled, hooves hitting the ground as if ready to chase them and getting Remus to look away from the plants, “metaphorical, not like, you.” Remus cast a glance over Virgil, before smirking, “Although if saying stuff like that'll get me stomped under your hooves I might have to repeat it.”

He snorted, huffing away his anger from the comparison. “And here I was going to say that I believe in you, even if your god seems like a douche.”

“Virgil, you have got the correct view of God. He can't even get a proper name to be distinguished from the other gods you get messages from because he thinks people should just know he's the god referred to.” Remus agreed, but colours were shooting through his form in bewildered joy. They'd never had their own believer before, only known other angels who had.

They did need to fill their reason for being called to Earth however so Remus momentarily diverted in their next words. “Oh and can you tell that Ivanica to meet with her intended at least 9 times before agreeing to the engagement. Once with only her intended's friends, once with only her friends, once with each of their families, alone in their home, alone in her home and 3 times in public spaces with no other company but themselves and those who stop to talk to them. If after those 9 meetings she is willing and feels safe in the engagement should she allow plans for it to be made.”

“I'll ensure your message gets to her in the morning.” Virgil nodded. “Is it okay that I believe in you then? You didn't respond when I said I do.”

Remus hovered enough they could curl onto a branch leaning over Virgil's fence. “You're the first ever to do that! It's brilliant and wonderful and I think I need to see more of your village with you as my guide.”

“Good, that's – wait, why do you need to explore my village?” Virgil had been nodding at their response before blinking and freezing at the last section.

“Well angels don't really have family so much as they have heaven and I can't take you there. Plus my friends are more often the transcribers from other areas and getting you to travel to meet them or them to come here would inconvenience way too many people. You got your role as transcriber because you estranged yourself from your family and it was the way to keep some contact without having them breach your boundaries so they don't sound like good family. Also you only mention other gods messengers in friendly terms, even when relaying requests of your village so that's 4 meetings out. I've spent plenty of time alone with you in private while bringing messages down so really all we need to make courting official is to spend time in public, which means I get to see where you live more.” Remus's words rushed through them, only getting faster the more bewildered and confused Virgil began to look until they were basically bouncing the branch as they finished speaking.

Virgil was silent for a long time taking their words in, fiddling with the fabric over his torso. His eyes would flicker over Remus before going back to the plants surrounding him and the skin of his face grew a few shades darker.

“Believing in you means you want to court me?” He eventually murmured into the night that had settled over his garden.

Remus snickered, bouncing a little more. “Nope, telling me to get a meaningful message or leave got me interested in you, reinforcing that until I actually had one made you my favourite person to visit. Letting me talk with you while the wisdom I needed to pass on came through me only grew how connected I felt to you. Believing in me has only given me the need to actually speak what I was already hoping to do.”

For another few moments Virgil simply opened and shut his mouth, unable to find words. “At least I knew already that believing in you was to believe in the unpredictable. I'll – I'll let you know when I expect to be free to wander town next and we can do that then.” He muttered before hurrying inside his home, the shutting of the door a clear end to Remus's visit.

Perhaps when their courting is official Remus will be allowed inside their centaurs home.

#dukexietyweek2022 #dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #angel remus #centaur virgil #fantasy #cw religion #gods and stuff

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thegoldenduckie · 2 months

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Hey guys wanna see my silly angel demon au

I thought itd be a lot of fun to make the light sides demons and dark sides angels

More art and rambling under the cut! Id love it if you looked!

Ok im gonna ramble! Shoutout to @not-sure-what-im-feeling for contributing a lot of ideas and support to this au🫶

Roman Logan and Patton are demons

Virgil Janus and Remus are angels

Roman and Remus are brothers (ofc)

Roman used to be an angel but he fell and is now a fallen angel

The fall hurt :(

Roman then befriends Logan and Patton (or rather patton befriends him and logan warms up to roman)

Janus is a seraphim, and a pretty high ranking angel

Virgils role as an angel is to “deal with” and kill demons

Virgil and roman used to be good friends in heaven, but after romans fall virgil lost all respect for him and tried moving on from whatever friendship they had because hes a demon now and virgil assumes hes a bad guy

Roman still thinks fondly of his friendship with virgil :)

Remus really misses his brother

Theres probably more but i forget rn, if youre curious about anything please ask me id love to talk about this au🙏🙏

#lmao ignore the analogical in that one pic #sanders sides #sanderssides #sanders sides fanart #logan sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #janus sanders #virgil sanders #remus sanders #my art #angel & demon au #sanders sides au #au #kinda took a little break but i wanna post more again

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aeteut · 7 months

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Sirius is a star, she’s all golden.

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

#this is a face card they study in schools #holily alluring #the nobility of that face #the raven tresses cascading down the graceful length of her back #the fluid arch on her waist #remus’s thumbs perfectly fit in her dimples of venus #those tenderly prominent wingbones #she’s an angel #sirius black #harry potter fanart #wolfstar #remus x sirius #remus/sirius #r/s #rlsb #remus lupin #likeafunerall #live laf love

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natnuszsstuff · 9 months

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I'm almost 100% sure Neil Gaiman is allergic to cis hetero people. Can't blame him tbh

#good omens 2 #good omens #go2 #nonbinary #neil gaiman #terry pratchett #We're forgetting about our boy Terry #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable bureaucracy #gabriel #belzebubs #maggie and nina #All angels and demons are uder nonbinary umbrella and I think it's beautiful #also is it just me #But Nail Gaiman is giving Remus Lupin vibes #is neil gaiman not neil straightman #lgbtq

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ameliora-j · 9 months

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any mean remus headcanons? (nsfw)

content: mean!remus, smut under the cut, degradation, pussy spanks, cnc, biting, bruises, free use, spit, cum feeding, cum eating, free use

𐐪𐑂 it’s no secret that remus is at his meanest when his furry little problem is beginning to make an appearance

𐐪𐑂 you’re quite literally the light of his life, so he would never even imagine being a semblance of unkind to you

𐐪𐑂 but moony on the other hand…

𐐪𐑂 a lot of his ‘mean’ is just snippiness and tons of attitude

𐐪𐑂 until your third full moon with him when you’ve had absolutely enough of him

𐐪𐑂 you’ve been nothing but kind and doting, and remus does appreciate it truly

𐐪𐑂 but for some reason, moony can’t help it when you ask if he needs anything and he snaps back ‘yeah, get away from me’

𐐪𐑂 and usually you’d just glare and walk away… but today you bite back

𐐪𐑂 ‘remus john lupin, i have been nothing but kind to you! i’m not going to let you keep treating me this way!’

𐐪𐑂 ‘if you want to be angry then fine, be angry. but if you want a way to let it out i’ll be having a bubble bath’ as you walk away huffily

𐐪𐑂 it’s a few minutes before rem realizes that it was actually an invitation

𐐪𐑂 then he’s rushing into the bathroom ‘you mean it? i… i can use you to…’

𐐪𐑂 he’s all blushy and can barely get his sentences out

𐐪𐑂 ‘yes rem, i mean it. but not if you don’t cut the attitude with me’ you glare as your bending over to turn on the bath water

𐐪𐑂 remus growls

𐐪𐑂 actually growls behind you and is dragging you back to the bedroom before your fingers can even grip the faucet

𐐪𐑂 ‘you don’t know what you’re asking for, baby’ as he throws you on the bed

𐐪𐑂 rips your clothes off and slaps your pussy if you say anything about it

𐐪𐑂 ‘i’m not stopping unless i hear a safeword, bitch. so cry all you want’

𐐪𐑂 and he absolutely means that shit

𐐪𐑂 you can scream and cry and try to writhe away

𐐪𐑂 scream stop, no, please, help, anything you want

𐐪𐑂 unless he hears the word ‘red’ come out of your mouth, he’s not going to stop until he’s satisfied

𐐪𐑂 even if it means fucking you within an inch of your life… and around a full moon? that’s exactly what that means

𐐪𐑂 he’s hitting all the right spots in your pussy, marking you with his teeth, spitting on you, bruising your hips with his grip

𐐪𐑂 full moon rem is absolutely unforgiving when he fucks you

𐐪𐑂 you look like his chew toy when he’s finished

𐐪𐑂 he gets like four rounds out of you, each on with at least three orgasms

𐐪𐑂 STAMINA

𐐪𐑂 i’m talking he can cum four times and still be ready to go, he only takes breaks in between rounds for your sake

𐐪𐑂 he doesn’t want to actually hurt you

𐐪𐑂 absolutely loves the way you look after he’s finally finished with you

𐐪𐑂 heaps of his cum spilling from your used pussy

𐐪𐑂 your cunt red and raw with how harshly he’d used it

𐐪𐑂 his teeth marks sunken deep into your skin, a mess of cum, sweat, tears, and saliva dripping off your body

𐐪𐑂 ‘my poor little slut’ he pouts ‘can’t just leave you like this, can i? been such a good little whore for me, gotta clean you up so that you’re ready for the next time i use you’

𐐪𐑂 goes ham eating your pussy. it’s not a gentle clean up by any means

𐐪𐑂 he’s licking and sucking and nipping in all the right places, making obscene noises between your legs

𐐪𐑂 your wriggling and pushing is useless as you try to get him away from your overworked center

𐐪𐑂 he simply wraps his arms around your legs and holds you down by your waist

𐐪𐑂 ‘stay still you stupid whore’ as he slurps his cum from your hole ‘let me finish my dessert’

𐐪𐑂 even after you cum he doesn’t stop

𐐪𐑂 he’ll keep cleaning your cunt with his mouth until your body is shaking and you’re all but sobbing

𐐪𐑂 then he’ll come up like he’s gonna kiss you, force your mouth open, and spit all of his and your cum into your mouth

𐐪𐑂 ‘that’s my good little cum dumpster. swallow it all princess’ he cooes mockingly

𐐪𐑂 kisses you softly when you do

𐐪𐑂 the aftercare is immaculate

𐐪𐑂 a nice bubble bath and a massage while he whispers how much he loves you and how thankful he is and how lucky he got with you

𐐪𐑂 from then on, you become remus’s free use toy every full moon week <3

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ziglikesrain · 3 months

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they are THE wolfstar

#marauders era #wolfstar #harry potter #sirius black #remus lupin #marauders #remus x sirius #hazbin hotel #huskerdust #hazbin hotel husk #angel dust

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librideluna · 3 months

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Snow angels

“The storm is not stopping,” Remus says after a minute of silence. “What?” “The storm is not stopping, you can’t leave” Remus explains. “Oh?” Sirius answers, looking out of the window that Remus is staring out of. It is fully white outside, you almost can’t see anything, just little flocks of white flying by every second. Sirius walks closer to the window, trying to look down, but all he sees is white. - or Sirius black ends up in a snowstorm, luckily he meets a handsome man with a cabin to save him.

Hello, I'm back, with this cute little one-shot I just had to write. link

hope you enjoy!

#fic: snow angels #im back #maybe #i promis im writing #lifes busy #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #wolfstar #marauders era #marauders fic

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jackie4dinner · 4 months

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Fuck your Andrew Garfield fancast, this is Remus lupin (literally):

#no hate to Andrew Garfield #I love that man #or the people who do fancast him as Remus #but like…#come on guys #he’s right here #he is literally Remus lupin #people who can’t see the art of Remus just being some guy are missing out fr #eveytime someone draws Remus with a 6pack an angel dies #marauders #marauders era #harry potter #atyd marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #the maraunders map #atyd #wolfstar

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bruisedboys · 6 months

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Your characterization of the marauders is spot on for all of them!! Ok, here are my insane thoughts about Remus in no particular order:

- he’s obviously insecure about his scars, but nothing makes him feel better or more loved than when you trace them softly or kiss along one of them because you think he’s beautiful no matter what and you need him to know that

- he’d be the perfect boyfriend around the holidays, helping with baking and taking you around to see the lights and always making sure you have a warm drink and letting you borrow his sweaters because you just look so beautiful in them and doing a gift exchange where he gives you the most thoughtful gift ever because he always listens and always remembers every little thing you say

- he’s a great chef and he’ll never let the boys know, and as much as he loves taking you out and showing you off, his favorite dates are at home where he cooks a nice meal and you cuddle up to watch a movie after or he’ll read to you (omg his voice would be all soft and a little scratchy ahh)

- bookstore dates are the best, and you’ll go and pick out a book for him and he’ll pick one out for you and if it’s nice you’ll go read in the park or on your back porch but if it’s cold (like it is now) you’ll curl up on the couch together and read for the whole afternoon, just enjoying being near each other

- lately I can’t stop thinking about dad!Remus, he’d be so great while you’re pregnant and he’d read all the baby books and he’d baby proof your apartment and he’d get you whatever you needed or wanted at any hour of the day all while being stressed beyond belief but he’d never let you know that when you have much more important things to worry about and once the baby comes, she’s got him wrapped around her tiny little fingers (because he’s obviously a girl dad) and just imagine this tiny little baby being held so gently by this tall, deceptively strong man

- also I have some very detailed thoughts about book store reader x single dad Remus if you’d like to hear…

omg so many good thoughts thank you angel!!!! I will be thinking about all of these for the next 2-5 business days…..

- ok firstly YES. bf is very insecure about his scars but you tell him they’re pretty and make him look really handsome and he just loses it!!!!! the second you kiss or even just caress one of his scars he melts. also if you’re ever insecure about your own scars/stretch marks/other marks on your body he’ll show you his and be like but look :))) we’re matching babe :))))

- yes he is so christmas boyfriend!!!!! he’s such a good gift giver because he remembers everything about you and yes his gifts are always so thoughtful!! I feel like he’s very into handmade gifts too! I’m imagining a handmade clay vase or something like that. or a wooden jewellery box. omg!!

- real!!!! he cooks the best homey meals (domestic!remus 😵‍💫) like pasta dishes, soups, homemade bread. omg bread is definitely his speciality and he’ll make it fresh for you at the drop of a hat if you’re craving it <3

- bookstore dates!!! stop I am literally swooning. you and him will do a little game where you don’t let the other person see what book you’re getting until you’re out of the store and then you present it to them once you’re out!! he has the best taste in books so you always know it’ll be good 😌 and then when you read together he’s always gotta be touching you, your legs in his lap or his hand on your thigh, sometimes he’ll even lay in your lap!!!

- dad!remus will actually be the death of me. for some reason the idea of any of my favourite characters being dads just awakens something feral inside of me. he’s definitely the best ever when you’re pregnant!!! you better believe he’s doing everything for you, you’re not allowed to lift a finger babe. he’s very protective of you too, very gentle with you and aware of anything and everything that could hurt you or the baby even a tiny bit. if you’re emotional or sick or just having a really rough time he always holds it together for you, never losing his patience and always reminding you that you’re incredible and strong and he loves you!!! also also he loves his friends but he doesn’t let them rub your tummy or talk to the baby for too long, that’s his baby thank you very much 😇

oh em gee I’d love your thoughts on bookstore reader x single dad!remus 🤭 all of your thoughts so far were soooo good and fuelled my brainrot successfully

#I love you sweet angel anon!!!!!!#remus lupin #remus lupin oneshot #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin thoughts #remus lupin hc #remus lupin headcanon #remus lupin headcanons #remus lupin imagines #remus lupin thought #remus lupin drabbles #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin fic #remus lupin x reader fluff #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fanfic #remus lupin fanfiction

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causereyna-artie · 3 months

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You know what we don't talk about enough? Lily and Peter.

Peter, the first marauder Lily liked. Potter and Black were too loud and full of themselves, and Remus too defensive for Lily to form an impression of. Peter, though. The quiet mouse of a boy under Potter and Black's spell. 'The only marauder to see the heavens', as Lily had said.

The only marauder to actually be apologetic to the teachers when he was late to class. Not cracking jokes like Potter and Black or grunting an excuse like Remus. Peter, the boy that helped her with her books in the corridor. Peter, who never made jokes at her expense. Peter, the boy who smiled at her in the halls.

And, Lily. Of course, Peter liked Lily. The brightest witch of her age. The unapologetic, sarcastic redhead in Pete's in Herbology class. The only girl able to put James and Sirius in their place.

Lily, a flash of red. Lily, who taught him how to handle the mandrakes. Lily, who reprimanded Sirius when he said anything to Peter in the common room. She was the smartest person he knew.

Lily, the girl who tried to matchmake Peter with all her friends, because she trusted him to not hurt any of them.

Peter, the boy who immediately confessed and apologised to Lily about the marauder's prank, always the first to warn her.

Lily, the girl who sneaked breakfast for Peter in the morning classes when he had overslept.

Peter, who had stayed up late in the common room, teaching Lily about quidditch so she could get closer to James.

Lily, who got Peter through his exams.

Peter, who got Lily things when she couldn't find them in the huge Potter house.

Lily, who challenged Peter at a chess game when the marauders left him out of their latest challenge.

Peter who---on the days Remus wouldn't---sat with Lily on the cold mornings, watching James go around and around the quidditch pitch from the bleachers.

Lily, who actually asked about Peter during the war.

But, oh, Lily dropped herbology in the sixth year, and Peter didn't help Lily with her books anymore, and Lily laughed when Sirius made a joke at Peter's expense, and Peter never apologised to the teachers by the third year, and Lily loved James too much to actually reprimand him, and Peter hurt her friend Amelia in the fifth year, and Lily's hair turned auburn, and Remus was the smartest person Peter knew now, and Lily who never really liked chess so she stopped, and Peter didn't tell Lily about the time the goblets were charmed, and Lily asked Mary to help Peter with his exams because everyone was smarter than Peter, Peter who said it was too early in the morning to get up, Lily who had always been closer to Remus anyway, Peter who nodded now, Lily who knew her way around the Potter house npw, Peter who betrayed Lily, and Peter who killed Lily, and Peter who almost killed baby Harry.

Peter, who would never, ever, ever see the heavens.

And Lily, who saw them too soon.

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Prompt 19 - Angel/Demon AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 19, word count 682

After the fall of Eden and the opening of Pandora’s box, when the World began to crumble, an Angel was created for each Demon. It was their job to restore the balance of any ill-doing their Demon committed and try to quell any rebellion of the Demon realm.

Sirius had travelled the world and back again, over the aeons, following his Demon and the destruction left behind in his wake. It irked him that his Demon, unlike most of the others, seemed to be particularly creative in his wrongdoings. He’d set off a volcano in Pompeii because a street vendor had gotten in his way. He wiped Atlantis off the map without a trace it had ever existed because the king had refused him hospitality. The fall of Rome. The Titanic, World War 1 and World War 2, for that matter.

Modern government had been a rather nasty one, putting imbeciles in charge of entire nations of humans and watching the utter carnage that followed.

After that pièce de résistance, the Demon had calmed down. The humans were destroying themselves faster than he could provoke them, so he’d basically retired from his demonic ways and spent his time revelling in the world going to pot.

Sirius tracked him down to a little village up in Scotland and, for the next few decades, tried to convince the Demon to give being good a go.

“Come on, Remus, why won’t you even try? You never know you might like it.” Sirius had said as they sipped tea in Remus’s library. “You can’t be all bad. There must be some good in you, at least. I mean, look at all these books,” He waved his hands at the floor-to-ceiling shelves that covered every wall. “You have hundreds of them. You must have absorbed some good from them.” Remus slurped his tea from his cup, making Sirius wince. He placed the teacup down on his saucer and leaned all the way back in his chair. Grasping the armrests with his hands, he smiled genteelly at the Angel.

“Why don’t you open one and find out?” Remus challenged, his voice dripping with honey. Sirius gingerly reached out and selected a book at random. He let it fall open in his hands and read a few sentences before he snapped it shut, horror colouring his face.

“It’s smut!” He grabbed another and another down off the shelves. Tossing each aside after he’d read a few words. “They’re all smut!” He exclaimed, still going. “More smut!” He stood back from the shelves and spun on the spot, looking with new eyes on the rows and rows of books. “It’s all smut!” He gasped. Remus snorted, and Sirius turned to face him.

“Come on, Sirius, try it. I bet you’ll like it.” Remus purred. And for the first time in millennia, the Angel was tempted by the Demon.

His feet moved him forward of their own accord. He watched as his hand raised and touched the spine of one of the books. His fingers wrapped around it, and he began to remove it from the shelf, but Remus jumped up and yanked him away.

“No, no. Not that one. Your eyes will melt in their sockets if you read that one. Er, try this.” The Demon reached up, revealing a strip of tanned skin between his knitted jumper and black trousers. Sirius swallowed. What was happening to him? Remus placed a thin paperback book in Sirius’s hand, and they returned to their seats.

Sirius flipped the book open and began to read. A strange, tingly feeling in his abdomen startled him when he read a description of a man walking across a beach. It almost felt as though butterflies were happily flapping inside his stomach. It wasn’t unpleasant. Sirius could feel that this was the start of something different. He didn’t know what yet, but he was sure it wouldn’t be long before he found out.

The Demon watched him closely as Sirius devoured the pages, a half smile tugging at his lips as he poured another cup of tea.

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Possible Courting

A continuation of my fic A Meaningful Message from a couple years ago

Summary: Virgil knows the angel Remus wants to court him but as the transcriber of the villiage he can't just simply accept. That would indicate a preference for Remus's God against the neutrality he was meant to maintain

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Virgil knew letting any courtship be even partly accepted was a risk when it came to any gods messengers, and he also knew Remus well enough to realise that an outright rejection would likely just get the request repeated each time he needed to visit.

There were other considerations however, in that he could not favour any god, whether he believed in them or not and Remus's courtship could very well jeopardise that and his role in the village at the same time. He first mentioned it to Ivanica when passing on the advice of Remus's God.

“A message like that definitely lets me delay the courtship our families are pushing for. Harrison will be so pleased. I'm not sure why he wishes to delay this but I've been getting so concerned asking for God's advice was all I could think to do.” Ivanica rambled in relief after the message was given. “We'll say it has to be meetings anew from the time I received the message. But Virgil, you look unsettled as well. Come and let me make you some tea so I'll see if I can give you any advice if you don't want to take it to one of the gods.”

Virgil had nodded, and accepted the invitation. If nothing else, sharing the worries spiralling through his brain would slow them a little.

He'd left her house that day curious over if Ivanica realised the discomfort Harrison felt was from a lack of attraction and desire for the type of relationship they'd be expected to enter as well as with a new concern and solution for maintaining his status not favouring any god.

“This is all the information and visits received by the gods this week. However I ask for a moment of your time: One other offer of a messenger of a god was received this week, one which wants to enter courtship with me.” Virgil stood at the front of the town hall for their weekly meeting, watching the reactions of the crowd for a moment before holding up his hand. He'd done this before when unfortunate messages were received and needed planning for.

“I know this could impact my neutrality to the various gods who look over our village and have a suggestion to maintain it. The angel in question will still live in Heaven and have the duties of his god to attend to, so they won't be here constantly, and if I were to take on an apprentice then both everyone here and all the gods can confirm that I'm not favouring them. That the round robin of requests is still maintained.” Virgil explained. Ivanica had suggested the idea, and her nephew specifically for the role but Virgil preferred not to decide a person too quickly.

The village leader stood up then, “Do you have a candidate for your apprentice in mind, or would you like to have volunteers shadow you for a day to decide who will best be able to?”

“I would prefer the latter option, but also want yourself and a couple of other village elders to confirm their belief in whichever candidate is chosen being able to stand up and argue with me should they think I do fail at maintaining the same treatment for all gods.” Virgil agreed.

One of the elders who liked being involved in such decisions stood then, “You understand this could be a lengthy process and you won't be able to court your messenger until it is concluded?”

“Yes Mr Litrary, I understand this and will ensure the angel in question understands also.” Virgil agreed.

With that the town meeting moved on, letting Virgil step back from the focus except when the towns decisions needed to refer back to messages previously received from gods.

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“You've been avoiding me Virgil. My God has sent me to pass on his greetings and continued interest in your village as well as confirm that this isn't a counteraction after my offer of courtship.” Remus's words were stilted and his form closer to a centaur than it had been in months, and Virgil knew that his prayers hadn't been understood.

He turned to pick up the grapes that Ivanica had left that morning, another offering to God. “You look uncomfortable as anything, so relax. I haven't been avoiding you, and have tried praying to you multiple times so I'm not sure why you think I have. I just can't interact too much with you while sorting out things so I can actually let you court me.”

“What needs sorting out? It's just courtship.”

“A courtship that could cost me my job if I don't have ways to confirm my neutrality to all gods.” Virgil snapped. He hadn't meant to but the dismissal or rather lack of knowledge over the restrictions of his role frustrated him, even as he'd missed seeing the angel.

Remus froze at that, before relaxing as his form twisted into a creature reminiscent of a snake. “Everyone said courtships are just accepted or planned. None of the other angels have dated mortals for a while. I didn't even think that your role would need this doing carefully.”

“Well lucky for me I did think of that. Just be patient with it. I can't court you until I've got this sorted.” Virgil sighed, letting the tension seep from his shoulders.

“But can you take me to visit the believer in God? He has been muttering about giving his believers more attention which is only a step away from actually ordering me to visit them specifically.” Remus said after a moments thought.

He blinked at the angel for a moment, before slowly nodding. “And you just happened to remember this after learning why I'm not immediately jumping to court you?” Virgil stated, leaving the challenge unspoken. “But sure I can take you to visit Ivanica. It's not the first time a messenger has requested this.”

“Fantastic, how should I shape my form?” Remus's body flicked from having limbs, being upright, crawling, floating, and a whole host of features from all noses to only one eye as Virgil stared at them.

“How about the way you first appeared to me.” He quickly decides before the flickering form starts causing his eyes to hurt from attempting to recognise each change.

Thankfully that was enough for a for just left of a normal centaur to solidify as Remus. “Boring but I suppose I can't scare her or rely on the 'be not afraid' we're told to boom if met with screaming.”

“The booming voice that everyone said scares them more than however the angels they met appeared? You do realise that only works cause it makes people freeze in place and never did anything to calm them.” Virgil stated, locking his door, doing a small but powerful hand movement so he'd know if any visitors turned up and leading the way further into the village. “I've got so many records about it.”

“That's actually the first thing I've ever heard that makes me willing to say the stupid thing. I'm a messenger for God, or course people should be afraid if they don't know why I'm there.” Remus grins, waving at a couple people who stare at him, before registering Virgil is walking slower, tugging at his satchel and pulling a few pages out.

They paused for a moment to allow him to catch up, reaching out to try and nab the bag.

“Hands off unless you're going to fill out this paperwork for me.” Virgil flicked their hand away, now pulling a pen out to go with the pages he'd found. “Let's get everything officially done: You said your reason to request this is pre-empting your God deciding dedicated followers need more personal attention?”

Remus let out an agreeing noise, hand still trying to take the satchel from Virgil.

“And the indications he's made to show this decision might be coming are?”

“Muttering and asking more questions of me and his other messengers regarding the dedicated followers and if we know how they're faring.” Remus promptly replied. “Mostly just me though, cause he says I have the fewest.”

Virgil smirked over at him, “Yeah, you don't seem the type to actually like trying to convince people to believe in God. What would be your aim in this meeting with Ivanica then? Convincing her to try and get more people to follow your God?”

“Nope, not until the orders come for that. For now I just want to know how the advice God gave her is working.” Remus decided after a moments thought. “Cause you're right. Let people believe in what they want and like, and all the better if they demand evidence for it.”

“I can see why Virgil likes you. Which of you came up with the loophole of meeting me to spend more time together?” Ivanica asked, leaning around the vines that filled her garden to wave them through the gate.

“Me. I'm Remus. Are you Ivanica, the believer in God for this town?”

She nodded, leading them into her house. “That's me. I guess you can't make it so my nephew Janus gets the role helping keep this one treating all messengers for gods equally right.”

“Oh God definitely would if I passed the message on. He loves interfering in ways to gain himself favour but wouldn't that put your nephew in a similar situation?” Remus agreed while Virgil made a noise in protest.

“He didn't even turn up for his shadowing today. Dropped your offering for Remus off and then declared he was going to the river to fish.” Virgil cut in before any more could be said.

Ivanica smiled innocently back at him, “Just as I asked so you could have an official excuse to see your love.”

“Meddler.” Virgil crossed his arms, pushing his lips tightly together to refrain from saying more. It lasted only a few seconds before the pages he'd been filling out were shoved at Ivanica. “You need to fill the rest in. I'm meant to stay silent and only supervise as you two meet.”

Remus laughed at that, and spent the rest of the afternoon getting Virgil to break that rule, fairly certain Ivanica would say he'd followed in completely in the paperwork regardless.

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