8 Works by fiddleleafedfig
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Orion Black has two sons, one twelve and one fourteen. Remus doesn’t know them better than their names and the fact that even the private school isn’t good enough for them, they go to boarding school during terms.
Regulus is younger, twelve years old, and sitting in a tailor-made suit next to his cousin Bella, on the far end from his brother Sirius.
Sirius is fourteen.
Sirius is looking right at the choir.
No, correction.
Sirius is looking right at Remus.
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I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you by fiddleleafedfig
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
12 Jul 2024
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Regulus Black could count, on one hand, the number of times he went out of his way to be a contrarian and still have two fingers left.
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The Jegulus B-side to Maybe this time is different (I really think you like me)
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- Part 2 of First Day of My Life
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Maybe this time is different (I really think you like me) by fiddleleafedfig
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
25 May 2024
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“Because you’re not just writing about Picasso, Sirius. Remus Lupin is a writer and an introvert, he has published a few novels that have been very well received. We want the story of it all, the family estate, his writing process, the decision to display these sketches now.”
“And what on god's green earth makes me the best man for that job?”
“Because you’re charming, we think he’ll like you.”
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Or; The story of how Sirius Black gets a writing assignment, banters his way into the art-elite of London, and ends up falling head over heels in love.
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- Part 1 of First Day of My Life
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Still a man hears what he wants to hear (and disregards the rest) by fiddleleafedfig
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
28 Dec 2023
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“And this is Remus,” Poppy says when she realizes that he is not about to pause his work without being asked to.
So Remus looks up.
And something just stops.
Sirius Black has a stupid name and long black hair and he is wearing a light gray button down that makes the gray of his eyes really stand out. High cheekbones and flush lips and long eyelashes makes him pretty in a highly androgynous way and Remus feels the need to clench his jaw tightly.
Remus may be petty, and he may be angry, but he was never one to be impolite so he stands up to shake the newbie's hand. It’s all long slim fingers that look porcelain in his scarred hand and it feels wrong.
The two of them are not supposed to hold hands, touch skin, exist in the same dimensional plane - that much is very clear to Remus who just says, “Remus. Welcome.”
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“Excuse me,” the stranger with the curls and the eyes and the nose and the lips and the hands, spoke lowly in his ear. Close enough that Sirius felt warm breath on the side of his face and it made him break out in goosebumps. He was so close. So close and so tall he had had to bend down to speak in Sirius’ ear.
The man had placed his hand on Sirius’ back in order to pass him, the squeeze behind him to get to wherever he needed to go. And in order to do so he had placed one of those large hands with the long fingers on Sirius’ back, low enough for him to feel a pinky and ring finger burn into the naked skin of his lower back. Instantly sobered up Sirius looked at him as he passed, and was only spared another one of those crooked grins and the wisp of soft t-shirt against his arm.
Light brown hair and long limbs soon disappeared in the crowd and Sirius was left with a pounding heart and weak knees.
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Or; A three-part story of two young men falling in love over the course of a night, a week, and a month.
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This flat was home, larger than during his university days, with polished hardwood flooring and bright windows, still with polaroids, stolen concert posters, and the odd-looking plant. But the bed he was currently in was a sanctuary. A small chapel in the wast cathedral that was the rest of his life, complete with an altar to place his offerings, a cushioned pew for him to kneel on.
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“Yeah, he’s alright,” Remus responded quietly, perfectly summing up the entire ordeal, it was alright. It was alright that Remus had been fully in love with Sirius for years, to the point where he was unsure if would ever feel as strongly for another person. It was alright that even when cute, emotionally mature, smart, and available men gave him any sort of attention, the only thing Remus could feel was slightly bored. It was even alright that Remus would rather have Sirius come to seek him out at night for comfort and a chit-chat than do basically anything else.
Sirius thought a bit about that until he finally responded.
“I think you deserve more than just alright, Moony”
Fuck
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- Part 2 of The Wind
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When the sun had wandered to the next window, low in the early spring afternoon, shining a bright gleam into the classroom and Sirius was blinded. Or maybe not fully blinded, but something close to it. Because the sun had chosen to backlight his best friend, shining rays of gold onto curly, sandy hair, making it shine like fine polished brass.
Sirius could see the swoop of long eyelashes that lined the brown eyes, still glued to the notebook in front of him. And as those sunrays danced, Sirius felt something heavy hit the pit of his stomach, simultaneously lodging itself in his throat.
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- Part 1 of The Wind