Peaceful Embrace by Briony Marshall, 2015.

Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Easy by Joanna Newsom from the album Have One On Me.

—Albert Camus

“how about breakfast at one in the afternood?” james asked, sitting crosslegged on the toilet lid.

“‘fy’gopick’tup,” sirius mumbled.

“i didn’t catch that, mate,” he smiled sweetly up to his friend. “and, besides, i thought it was rather impolite of one to talk while their toothbrush was still in their mouth.”

sirius spat out the toothpaste, then cleared his mouth with water. “i said if you go pick it up. and you shouldn’t be the one complaining, shower concert.”

james rolled his eyes. “reckon i could make wormtail wake up and join me.”

“he’s still asleep, so i doubt that,” sirius said, leading the way out of the bathroom and rolling down on remus’ bed. “he’ll just be complaining about you waking him up again.”

“wha’s that?” remus asked, bleary eyed, propping himself up with his elbow, his back still pressed to the mattress.

“james suggested having breakfast at this great hour. oh, and i snogged a girl to the dorm last night,” sirius rolled his eyes, “or so i’ve heard.”

“if you did, poor her, because you fell asleep the second your cheek hit the pillow,” james said, jovially, giving peter a friendly shake. “come on, drag your arse out of bed so we can get breakfast, mate!”

after fifteen minutes of thorough complaining, the two of them left the dorm, closing the door behind them.

“how much time’s that, anyway?” remus asked, his lips pressed to sirius’ already, who pulled himself up on his knees, the mattress dipping under the weight of both of them.

“who cares,” he answered, moving his hand to remus’ neck. ever since they’d started doing that, it seemed like neither of them could get enough of it. which was unfortunate, considering the fact that neither of their friends knew (or, remus suspected, james knew, yet he decided to be sensible enough and say nothing) and that their time alone was extremely limited (and therefore, valuable).

remus chuckled against sirius’ lips, and almost felt him roll his eyes at him.

“so, tell me, who’ve you snogged last night, mate?”

sirius who wears leather jackets and paints his nails black and rides a motorbike and grew up in a violent angry house who else could he have fallen for but remus who is soft and sweet, who bites his nails and has brown curls that turn golden in the sunlight and falls asleep in armchairs, who is gentle and forgiving. sirius who always thought the world was violent and angry but who met remus and realised the world has love and softness as well

yeah i want to care about you and see you at your most monstrous. cradle your head and play with your hair while your fangs are buried in my neck. That’s kind of my whole deal

Dracula and Jonathan’s Tango - from The Polish National Opera production of ‘Dracula’.

With Choreography by Krzysztof Pastor and Music by Wojciech Kilar.

First fanart or somn like that...

@talitasami

UMMM THE ABSOLUTE CUTEST?????????

couldn't choose between those 2

Ice cream date 🤍