Me: Wow Drawing Is So Hard, I'll Never Do It Again!

you're not turning your fandom hobby into a job are you? giving yourself deadlines and quotas that you have to meet? focusing on the numbers instead of your enjoyment of the act of creation?

chapter five of BRTC is here!

Remus’s body aches; Sirius takes care of him.

remus in watercolor ☆

Remus “i don’t know how to let people in” Lupin and Sirius “then i’ll stay at the door forever” Black

hello dear cat, can you please share with the dash your thoughts on little remus borrowing hope’s old dresses to match lyall’s wizard robes!!! 🥰

ahhhh yess i love this so much em!!! baby remus sees lyall wear his wizard robes and he wants to look as cool as his dad so he goes into his parents' closet to get some of hope's dresses!

or maybe he has a little dress-up suitcase in his room anyways with various old clothes to use for fun dress up games anyways so he diys the most beautiful robes out of some of those and one of hope's old dresses, he's sooo proud of his creation when he comes down for dinner wearing a bright orange dress with green and pink accents that drapes on behind him because he's way too small for it.

his parents both think he looks adorable and he asks if he can get some proper wizarding robes just like his dad? ofc he can, so lyall takes him shopping (to the big city!!!!) but before they even get to diagon alley, where they were meant to go for the robes, remus sees some dresses in a muggle shop window and neither lyall nor remus have been in muggle children's clothing stores before but lyall has some muggle money "just in case" so they go in and remus tries on all the robes (dresses) and chooses a brown corduroy pinafore dress, a mossy green flowy long skirt with a matching blouse and a bright pink princess dress that comes with sparkly shoes and glittery tights.

they are both very happy with these purchases and the cashier definitely thinks lyall is a very excentric gay uncle taking his little nephew shopping for costumes or something.

they're both soso happy and proud of their purchases when they show them to hope, she decides not to tell them about silly gendered muggle clothing norms because really, why does it matter what remus wears at home? they live in a remote cottage on the welsh countryside and remus has had so many struggles in his short life already, if the dresses make him happy then he gets to wear his dresses ("wizard robes just like dad!" "i look so prettyyyy!!" as he spins around in his new dresses happily)!

he never grows out of wearing them and goes to hogwarts wearing mostly skirts and dresses, gaining looks of approval from purebloods who don't know anything about muggle fashion but also many confused looks from muggleborns who maybe clock him as queer long before he knows it himself.

created thanks to @fandombirdie 's great idea

hello hello ask game!!! i’m greedily asking for three of them i’m sorry ahdjfndjd

3, 4, & 11 if i may :3

okay hello i am finally answering this! sorry it’s taken me so long, i posted the ask game and then my life immediately fell apart lmao. this ended up being really long so answers below the cut :)

if you’d like to submit an ask i’d still love to answer more! ask list here.

3. What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

Rather predictably, it’s this one: “‘Your gender is about you, not what other people think.’” It’s just…something that I struggle with myself, and that I’ve seen a lot of other trans people talk about struggling with too. Transition is complicated but I think doing it for yourself is so important.

4. What’s your favorite line of narration?

This isn’t a single line (how do people pick out single lines??? Impossible) but! This one: “It’s that Sirius accepts, and loves, the parts of him that make him trans. It’s that he helps remind Remus that […] it’s a part of his identity, one that he’s allowed to be proud of. Sirius loved Remus as a girlfriend and loves him equally as a boyfriend; and he loves Remus now not just as his boyfriend, but as his trans boyfriend.” This sort of gets at the same concept as the one above—I have so many thoughts and feelings about concepts of transition and passing and stealth and they’re all such complicated, nuanced topics that are different for everyone, but something that’s a big deal for me is trans pride and nonconformity. I don’t want to assimilate into cis ideals; I don’t want to pass as cis. Part of this is probably since I’m nonbinary so there aren’t really cis ideals for me, but I know binary trans people who feel similarly.

11. What do you like best about this fic?

The truth is the trans rep. You know this since I talked to you about it but I was really, really nervous about the trans rep in this fic. It feels the most truthful to my own experience, but it doesn’t fit with the popular cookie cutter narrative, the narrative that’s most easily digestible and understandable to cis people. And of course there’s nothing wrong with that experience but it’s not the only one. And it’s been so lovely to get comments from other trans/non-cis people saying that they relate to the rep in this fic too.

Aside from that, because I feel like I’ve talked an awful lot about the trans rep in this post, it’s just the way they love each other. It’s so soft and gentle and it was lovely to write and fun to revisit to pick out my favorite lines.

weight - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 297

“Moons, I have an important question.”

Remus looked up from his book, only half paying attention. Because, since getting together a month ago, Sirius asked ‘important questions’ a lot. Some of them included, but were certainly not limited to:

Would you love me if I were a worm?

Would you love me if I turned into a dog and ate all of your homework?

Would you love me if I lost all my teeth?

Would you love me if I was bald?

And, Remus’s personal favorite, and the one that confused him the most, would you love me if I was never born?

Of course, Remus answered yes to all of these, because he’d known Sirius for almost five years, so he knew how to placate him. 

So he expected this question to be the same.

“Would you still love me if I dressed like a girl sometimes?”

But now, Remus gave his boyfriend his full attention, because the question seemed to hold more weight. 

“Of course I would, baby,” he replied earnestly, looking over and meeting Sirius’s eyes. “Do you…really think I wouldn’t?”

“Dunno,” Sirius mumbled, playing with a loose thread in his blanket. “You don’t think it’s weird?”

Remus chuckled and moved to sit next to him, grabbing his hand. “I think you’re weird. But however you want to dress, I’ll always think you’re stunning. And I’ll never stop loving you. I promise.”

Gray, tear-filled eyes finally met his own, and Remus momentarily was breathless. “I’m still a boy,” Sirius murmured.

“Even if you weren’t,” Remus swore, “I love you for you.”

At this, Sirius smiled a bit. “What if I were a snail?”

Remus froze and let out a long-suffering sigh, then grabbed a nearby pillow and hit Sirius over the head with it.

You've heard of rbf, I thinking Remus has rsf: resting sad face

i wear my green cardigan and start thinking I'm Remus Lupin reincarnate