Étiquette : mwpp

Remus Lupin has two moods, okay ? “I dont give a fuck” and “I give a fuck about everything in the world”

  • in the first one, you can be sure the boi is gonna be fucking stoned like 82% percent of the time, all homeworks are done last minute, casual pranking is happening, there is much much sleeping, he eats garbage in his bed, his dorm is a right mess, he put on whatever clothes he finds ( which is how he happens to wear sirius too tight jeans by accident, a memory sirius will cherish forever ), he can probably spend days without any human contact, he can be pretty rude and reckless without thinking about it, his libido gets a bit higher, depression naps™, hating himself for his laziness but not having the strengh to do anything, staring at nothing for hours
  • peter and james are the one who helps the most then. peter asks his help for homeworks to trick him into doing his, subtly hiding his chocolate and weed when remus is really abusing them, pulling him by the lake so he can get some fresh air, play with him in his rat form ( the other marauders often join in ) and read him books so his mind can be active once in a while. james goes full mother hen mode : cooking him vegetables and fruits, forcing him to take showers and wash his hair, make him revise his lessons and stops him for burying himself under three thousands blankets and hibernate
  • in the second mode, everything depends on him and everything is his fault. sleep ? i dont know her. he overworks himself to death, take extra patrols, clean up everything, forgets to eat, plan bigger and more elaborate pranks, make several rants about how he needs to be on top of everything, actually even exercise sometimes, get angry at people randomly, does random tasks for his friends, read several books a day and overthinks
  • this is sirius’ time to shine. he tries to get him to take naps with him, reassures him that he isnt responsible of everything in the world, feeds the poor boy, distracts him from all the intrusive thoughts happening in his head and makes sure he feels loved and comfortable at all time ( well he tries at least )

the third mood, “I Give an Healthy Amount of Fucks” have never been spotted yet

sirius : great hair, dont care !

remus : fucking ANY adjective could go in front of hair and it would still rhyme it could be “terrible hair dont care” and it would still work this sentence is fucking ridiculous and if people keep using it i am going to personally shave everyone in their sleep except then they will probably say “no hair dont care” and i will have no choice but to remove myself from society for the fucking rest of my life

sirius : …

remus : i havent slept in three days

Can you do 4 for the au meme with wolfstar?

4. Coffee shop AU

“Here’s your drink !”

Remus got his warm cup and thanked the cheery sellman, reaching in his pocket for coins.

“Don’t worry Moony, I have this.”

Padfoot winked at him before to give a tenner to the employee. He grinned. “See, I’m paying for his drink, because he’s my boyfriend. He’s really cute, isn’t it ? He likes me.”

He then dragged a confused Remus out of the shop and sat at one of the little tables outside.

“Padfoot, what the hell ?”

“Don’t give me that surprised look, Pr. Lupin. You know it : he was cute and working at Starbucks, he was going to woo you in with his amazing coffee making skills, you two would have fell madly in love with each other and you would have left me.” He narrowed his eyes and aggresively pointed his straw at the counter.

Remus sighed. “Padfoot, you need to stop reading too many stereotypical fanfictions.”

“I will when we get representations in the media and these aren’t my only way to find quality LGBT+ contempt.”

“Right, so you’re just gonna pretend that Destiel fic you’ve been reading wasn’t written by a fetishizing straight girl ?”

“That, he winked, is exaclty what I’m going to do.”

(the ending is really shitty sorry but i hope the twist to the old trope made up for it )

“fear makes people do terrible things”, remus said.

he remembered the tale of the boy who was so small and so lost and never saw anything like hogwarts and felt like he could never fit in

he remembered the tale of the boy who walked close to the walls because he didnt want the bullies to see him

he remembered the tale of the boy who couldnt believe that potter and black could even look at him because he was the opposite of them

he remembered the tale of the boy who took every sign of kindness as pity

he remembered the tale of the boy who smiled when he wanted to yell because surely if he told his friends he didnt like them mocking him they would leave him

he remembered the tale of the boy who had a kind soul and knew how to put the passion of his friends into concrete actions

he remembered the tale of the boy who was too quiet for his own good and that no one but his best friends really knew

he remembered the tale of the boy who everyone assumed was silly and useless and only had friends because they pityied him

he remembered the tale of the boy who never knew how to stand up for himself

he remembered the tale of the boy who adored his friends so much he thought they were perfect, so busy seeing their good sides he forgot to see his own

he remembered the tale of the boy who felt alone and yet was scared to ask for attention

he remembered the tale of the boy who got caught up in something bigger than him that he didnt even understand, because his friends asked him too

he remembered the tale of the boy who saw all of these friends shattering in pieces because of the war

he remembered the tale of the boy who was offered safety in a world of uncertitudes

he remembered the tale of the boy who was just so scared

he remembered the tale of the boy who just wanted to live

he remembered the tale of the boy that everyone forgot

he remembered the tale of peter pettigtrew