Humid
Remus sat up. He ran his hand through his sweaty hair and got up to open the window. He breathed a sigh of relief as the salty night air touched his face. On hot, humid nights like this, even their strongest cooling charms didn’t take all of the moisture out of the air in their bedroom.
He never knew how Sirius could sleep in this heat, but Sirius also didn’t run several degrees hotter than a normal person close to the full moon. He took a moment to enjoy this view of his husband, who was deeply asleep. Sprawled on his back and bathed in the soft moonlight, Sirius was as beautiful as ever.
Leaving the window open, he approached the bed slowly. His side had cooled a bit even in the few minutes he’d been up and he laid back down as the ocean breeze reached him. Sirius must have felt him move, and snuggled into him again. Remus adjusted their position, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. Sirius’s eyes fluttered, but didn’t open as Remus put his head down and began to drift back to sleep.
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Sup bitches im back
and today I come before you once again with a new wolfstar fic cause I am currently obsessing over them
now I haven't had the beat luck with fic ideas and such but please if anyone has any headcanons/requests/prompts for me I will gladly take them (as long as they are in my fandoms ofc)
but anywayy enjoy!
"Sirius, will you come here?" Remus' voice rang out from their shared dorm room.
Sirius was currently sitting downstairs and watching James and Peter play exploding snap while he sat on the armchair next to them, chatting with them. He excused himself and ran up the stairs to the dorm to find Remus sitting on the floor in front of the foot of his bed, books and papers scattered around him.
"Woah," Sirius mumbled looking at the mess. "Did your work explode or..?"
"No, I'm just studying." Remus looked around but shook his head, returning his attention to Sirius. "Will you help me study? I've been practicing and I want to test my knowledge."
"Do I have to?" Sirius asked but was already sitting down in front of Remus, reaching for the question and answer sheet.
"No, but I knew you'd say yes." Remus grinned.
"Fine but if I'm helping you study then I'm making it fun." Sirius replied, a slight grin on his face.
Remus gave him a questioning look. "How so?"
"Everytime you get an answer wrong, you have to endure a punishment."
Remus paused. "What's the catch?" He knew Sirius too well for there not to be a catch.
"I get to pick the punishment." Sirius grinned.
"Hell no."
"Remus, please!"
"No, you're gonna pick something awful!"
"I guess you're not getting any help with your studying then."
"I'll just ask James to help me." Remus folded his arms.
Sirius eyerolled. "You know what, fine! I promise not to make it anything really bad."
Remus paused again in thought. "Fine."
"Yes!" Sirius pumped his fist in triumph.
"What's the punishment then?"
"You'll find out." Sirius answered. "Oh stop complaining, just don't get it wrong and you'll be fine!" Sirius said after Remus groaned again.
"Alright then, first question. What does the spell 'reparifarge' do?"
"Undo transfigurations." Remus answered.
"Good job." Sirius replied. "What is a group of bowtruckles called?"
"A branch." Remus said.
They went through a few more questions, with Remus easily answering them without a sweat.
"What property do you have to account for in transfiguration?"
Sirius looked up when Remus didn't answer to find Remus thinking hard while looking at the floorboards.
"You gonna answer?" Sirius grinned.
"It has something to do with their body or something." Remus finally answered.
"Wrong!" Sirius laughed and tackled Remus into a bear hug.
"What?!" Remus yelled. "What are you doing? Sihihirius, h-hey!"
While Remus was distracted Sirius had already begun his punishment. He wiggled fingers against Remus' ribs, using the hug to trap his arms so all he could do was squirm.
"Nohoho, not thihis!!" Remus fought to try and free his arms.
"For every time you get a question wrong I get to tickle you for 30 seconds to a minute, depending on how much you put up a resistance. The more resistance, the more time you get tickled." Sirius said.
"This is sohoho unfair!" Remus rolled onto his back, letting Sirius straddle him with his legs.
"You'll be fine, you're almost done." Sirius snuck his hands under Remus' shirt and lightly wiggled his fingers on his belly and sides, enjoying the giggles that resulted.
He soon hopped off Remus and let him catch his breath while he picked a new question.
"The answer to the last question was the target's weight."
"How is that not having to do with the body!" Remus shouted.
"You guessed, you didn't know the answer!" Sirius shouted back. "Now shush, I'm giving you your next question." Remus eyerolled but complied.
"How many stair-cases are in hogwarts?" Sirius grinned.
"You just put that in there, that's not one of my questions!" Remus said, curling up to defend himself from any oncoming attacks.
"So you give up?" Sirius said, leaning forward with wiggling fingers.
"142!! Sirius don't, tha-haha-that's the right answer." Remus rushed, grabbing Sirius' hands before they could touch him.
"Alright, I'll let that one slide." Sirius sat back.
"When was the werewolf code of conduct made?"
"..."
"Remus, you should know this!"
"I don't know!? I can't think cause I know you're gonna tickle- nohoho!!"
Sirius fluttered his fingers against the sides of Remus' neck before he could finish, eliciting sweet giggles from the poor boy.
Remus scrunched his neck and squirmed to the best the his abilities but Sirius only scolded him and went for worse spots (his hips).
After what felt like an eternity Sirius finally climbed off him.
"This one's easy, name a magical plant whose roots can be used in many potions."
"Va-Valerian." Remus panted from where he was laying on the floor from Sirius' previous attack.
They went on for a while like that going back and forth between tickling and getting the answers correct.
"Okay, last one and we're finished." Sirius said.
"Thank Merlin." Remus sighed, earning him a few rib pokes.
"What potion is most effective against banshees?"
"The laughing potion." Remus eyerolled but was smiling all the same.
"That's right!" Sirius leaned over and kissed Remus on the cheek then the lips, sneaking in a side ticke once they pulled apart.
"You did better than I thought you would." Sirius confessed as he began helping Remus pick up all the quills, papers, and books still scattered around.
"I still think you snuck in some questions that I didn't actually put on there." Remus smirked.
"Who me? I would never" Sirius scoffed.
Remus laughed and forgot about it for the time being but got his revenge later. And even if Sirius was slightly annoying in the moment Remus passed the tests he took thanks to Sirius, and still look back fondly at the memory and thought of it often when he was particularly missing Sirius.
Hope you liked!
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Sorry to all of you who are patiently waiting for the final chapters of my WIP. I’m in the hospital again (developed a hiatal hernia that had me rushed to the ER because of pain and low O2 sats). Now, I’m pretty drugged up rn so anything I write for “Tender is the touch” has a high likelihood of making zero sense. I’ve literally been trying to write this post since yesterday but I keep going in and out sleep and waking up to find I’ve written nonsense.
I’m still struggling to breathe and the new tracheostomy will probably happen soon in the next week or so, before I have the hernia repair surgery. The anesthesiology team are worried that my airway won’t tolerate an endotracheal tube very well, too much scar tissue.
Honestly, this all really fucking sucks. I don’t want any more surgery and I don’t want a new trach. Being in the ICU with its sounds and smells is super triggering for my medical trauma, tbh. I’m so tired and I’m so scared. But I am grateful for my sweet, angel of a nurse who has been sitting with me when she has time to help me through the extreme anxiety and panic attacks. She’s been holding my hand and giving me cool cloths for my forehead. She’s even told me stories about her little baby, and shared photos with me, since I told her I love babies. It’s helped a bit. It’s a good distraction at the very least.
Please send any good thoughts, vibes, prayers or whatever you prefer to send. I need good vibes for better seizure management (already had two tonic clonic seizures since being admitted to the hospital yesterday morning), good vibes for my heart to continue to handle the extra stress my body is under right now, and good vibes for the hernia surgery I’m going to have in the coming days.
Thank god for the cocktail of heavy meds that are keeping me comfy and calm and the extra breathing support I’m receiving now to help with the air hunger.
Hopefully I’ll be back to my writing sometime in the next week or so. I have to remind myself that these hospital stays never last forever. Thanks for all of your continued patience. 💜
(Hope this wasn’t just one big long wall of nonsense-text. lol)
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