"we'll fly to the land of infinity." "just you and i?" a story of a bookworm questioning his entire existence while talking to a chaos-creator he met through text about dicks. like, extremely often. painfully often. embarrassingly often. just my cup of tea. or perhaps coffee instead. maybe i should get it from the place where the first message was sent... wolfstar texting au **this started out as a joke idk what happened-** 23.09.18 - 17.11.18 *the whole harry potter franchise does not belong to me. that is all j.k rowling's work. only the plot of this fanfiction is of my own doing.* °highest ranking: #1- wolfstar°

sirius black, self proclaimed rebel with messy hair, went to university wanted to make masterpieces. to paint, to make art, to create beautiful things. his parents, however, went against this, sending phone calls and letters that were far from shy of getting the point across, leading sirius to stray away from his goals. remus lupin, renowned for drinking black coffee and sarcastic comments, went to university for the same exact reasons. his parents allowed him to follow his, letting him keep his hands covered in paint and possibly dabbling in the stick n poke tattoo talent on himself. and after remus finds out about a portrait that he has to paint for his portfolio, he has to find someone aside from his friend peter (who won't sit still for anything), and he happens to find a certain young man willing to sit still for his final grade (as long as his friend james can get his number across to remus' friend, lily.)