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are we going to talk about this? or are we just gonna leave this for therapy? because i cannot stop thinking about this scene

Werewolf Sirius and Remus on the full moon!

This is for an AU I’m still working on and will be publishing on AO3 soon enough :) there is reasons that Sirius is more scarred

https://www.tumblr.com/we-r-loonies/749924086136881152/my-husband-is-attracted-to-men-lily?source=share

I couldn't reblog @we-r-loonies 's reblog of @not-rab 's post but I linked it over.

I strted writing the fanfic guys! (Link below) https://archiveofourown.org/works/56205865/chapters/142783447

The people who commented that they wanted this fic to be written: @theghostofjamie @drowninkystar @moon-girl88 @jaydoesshit @wolvesandshine @singulxarity @bribril24 @thatonedumbtomato @idril-dornwe @dumbass-gryffindor1960 @folkloreforever @unhingedwizardfan

Remus: Sirius is my friend and if he loves me, it’s the same way he would love a sibling.

Regulus: Sirius is my brother and if he looked at me the way he looks at you, I would have to see a therapist.

💔💔 everything works out nice in the end

Happy sappy Wolfstar <3

I still don't know my purpose on this planet but I do love Wolfstar.

James : You like his voice??

Sirius : I like his everything.

Sometimes, I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me, but you told James you'd kill yourself if I ever leave, and I had said that to Lily about you, so I felt seen. Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be.

People have the audacity to say they weren't fucking.

Match my freak with these people

i want this tattooed on my forehead…

art by dar.a_art on IG

Wolfstar fic where Remus works at the Eden Project in Cornwall yet can't keep a houseplant alive yet Sirius has a natural green thumb. Ironic and cool as hell

i see so many contet of remus being maddly in love with sirius before sirius even realizing he's queer i need the opposite. like, sirius coming to hogwarts and the first thing he does is to realize he'se queer as fuck, and immediately falling for he's friend, meanwhille remus is so preoccupied with the werewolf thing that he doesn't really care about anyone around him besides the fact the they might discover his secret. and not really noticing sirius as a love interesting until long after sirius is all over heels with him.

and the potencial angst??? the fanon is that remus feel first but didin't persued nothing w sirius bc he thought sirius might not like him bc he's a werewol and general lack of self-esteem. but sirius falling first and having all types of crises caused by his family bigotry's and values, him finally accepting he's queer and coming out to his friends after he runs from home, THAT being remus's wake up call that queer people exits and he starting to questioning himself - he was, after all, extremely isolated by his dad, so he had no contact w outed queer people, not mentioning the fact that he was so afraid to get involved w anybody bc of his "fury problem" that beign in a romantic relationship never even crossed his mind, the marauders almost gave him a heart attack in the daily basis for him to consider to get close w other people, thank you very much.

remus then starts to notice sirius more, be for the queer representation or for he (FINALLY) realizing how he's very pretty. meanwhille, sirius had gave up the hope for remus liking him back after the prank, and goes living his life being free and exploring his sexuality (healthly, we stan health representation of queer youth in this blog), but never getting over his crush on remus, and also helping remus figure out his own sexuality.

when remus finally gets the nerve to ask sirius on a date he's suprise by the reaction from the other boy (he almost faint and immediately starts to cry bc he's pining over remus for so long, poor boy) anyway, they start to date and live happy ever after bc i hate cannon and want my boys to be safe and happy

authors, please do the god's work, thanks <3<3

Prompt: Bonfire - 03/10/2024 @wolfstarmicrofic

Word count: 663

It was quite funny to watch really, Remus mused to himself as the chill in the air cut through his cloak. It was the heavy winter sort despite the fact it was still relatively warm and mid-October. 'Relatively warm' was objective Remus supposed, Sirius was in just jeans and T-shirt and seemed perfectly content while Remus shivered. James always says opposites attract in that way, cold hands and warm hands belong together and so on. Someone laughed as Sirius sparked the zippo in his hand once again, but it didn't light, and the spark didn't catch the kindling in the fire pit.

"I thought you promised us a bonfire Dogger," Mary teased, throwing a marshmallows at Sirius' head. It bounced from his hair, leaving a powdery white mark in its wake. Sirius stood up and threw the lighter on the floor. "Stop calling me that," he huffed, stepping away from the unlit fire. Remus' eyes tracked him as he sat down on a log beside James, he wondered when he'd admit defeat; he'd been attempting to light this fire with a very much empty zippo for the last 20 minutes. Remus smiled as Sirius met his eye. He visibly deflated - his normally perfect posture slumping.

Remus waved his fingers, wiggling them in a petulant taunt as a small flame sprung from each one. A clever peice of wordless, wandless magic, but for some reason, Sirius demanded lighting the fire the muggle way. No one agreed. Remus spoke up at long last. "When was the last time you refilled that thing?" He asked with a teasing grin, loving the way Sirius' face scrolled through emotions; confusion, annoyance, defeat, and plenty others. He cocked his head. "warcha mean 'refilled?"" He asked, leaning foreward and plucking the silver lighter up and flipping it open.

Remus covered his laugh with a cough, but Lily and Mary didn't give him the same niceties, laughing loudly at Sirius' dumbfounded expression as he flipped the lighter over in his hands. "It needs fuel to work, Dogger," Mary explained like Sirius was a toddler. It made it all the harder not to laugh. Sirius folded his arms. He had that haughty pout on his face he got when he was wrong about something. "What fuel does it even take?" He asked indignantly, as if someone should have told him sooner - perhaps they should have and perhaps Remus shouldn't have filled it for him behind his back for the last 3 years just to see how long it took for him to realise.

Sirius glared at Remus, the one who had given him the zippo in the first place, and Remus poked his tongue out back and then... right there. There was that tiny flit of realisation on Sirius' face. This was worth the three year wait. Remus would do it all again just to see that expression on Sirius' face when he realised he had been bamboozled. "I'm divorcing you" Sirius called sarcastically as he strode to Remus "and I'm taking the kids" he added as he dipped his slender fingers into Remus' trouser pocket and fished for the lighter in there. He pulled out the zippo. It was a much nicer one than the one he had gifted Sirius - it was engraved with daffodils and gold rather than silver.

He flicked it open and bought a small flame to life with a click of flint, the orange glow flickering in his eyes "say goodbye to baby tân, he lives with me now" he mused playfully waving the zippo right infront of his nose. Remus rolled his eyes. "buhbye tân bach," he murmured while waving at the lighter before Sirius stepped away to light the bonfire, just in time, really The sun was just dipping below the horizon, and that chill in the air was only worse. Maybe, just maybe, it was worth losing his light - he'd get it back in the end. He always did.

Prompt: spy 04/10/2024 @wolfstarmicrofic

Word count: 279

This had been the longest train ride to Hogwarts to ever exist. Remus stared out of the window, leaning his face on the glass, watching the green fields roll by in a blur. The compartment was unusually quiet. It was peaceful, but Remus knew better than not being suspicious. Knowing better didn't mean he was going to act on said knowledge, though. James and Peter were asleep on the opposite bench, piled on top of each other and snoring quietly. They were out of trouble, at least, but it wasn't them who Remus thought would ruin this peace and quiet.

A while longer of quiet passed, Remus sighed and let his eyes close, hoping for a few hours of sleep before the train reached Scotland. Almost as soon as Remus was drifting off, as though enticed by Remus wanting to rest, drawn to disruption like a magnet, Sirius chose that exact moment to speak up.

"Moony," he whispered, poking Remus' arm. Remus ignored him. "Moonshine," Remus ignored him again "mooooonyyyyyy" his voice was soft like a lullaby. He definitely wanted something. "im boooored," he whined like a child, it illicited an involuntary scoff out of Remus. Sirius leaned closer to Remus' ear, his hair falling forewards and tickling Remus' neck. "I know you're awake, babe," Sirius whispered almost silently. And Remus snapped upright so quickly that Sirius fell on the floor of the compartment, a shit eating grin on his face. Remus raised an eyebrow. "Babe?" He squeaked out, voice cracking in an ugly way. "Seriously?" He added in his momentary shock over the word. Remus wasn't sure if he liked it or not.

"I'm always Sirius," he said with a laugh, pulling himself back up onto the bench and leaning over Remus to look out the window. "Well, seeing as you are awake, babe... I spy with my little eye..."

Prompt: Folklore 05/10/2024 @wolfstarmicrofic

Wordcount: 498

There was a knock on the door, Sirius still jumped every time the door went. It had been years since he'd left that blasted house and yet still a rap on the door left him in fight or flight. Remus was in the kitchen making dinner, something nice for Christmas. It was a few days early for Christmas dinner but Remus loved cooking and wanted to do something special before they left for the Potter's for the holidays. So Christmas dinner on the 21st it was, not that Sirius was going to complain.

Sirius got up and opened the door. He immediately did a double take. "Moony?" Sirius called down the hallway, not even sure how to react. He was a little scared and, in his pocket, wrapped his fingers around his wand. At the door was someone hidden under a sheet holding a horses skull. The thing had shiny plastic balls in its eye sockets, and Holly leaves and coloured streamers for a mane. There were two men on either side of the skull bearer who smiled broadly.

"May we come in" one of the two sang, why the fuck was he singing?

"Absolutely not" Sirius sang back in confusion, he glanced over his shoulder into the hallway again "Remus come here please" Sirius shouted, so confused and terrified.

"Oh but the cold cuts deep and your home is warm" the second man sang, creeping forewards a bit. Remus popped out from the kitchen and began to laugh.

"Shwmae Rhys, Mason," Remus said, leaning against the wall and clearly enjoying Sirius' confusion. "Ignore my husband. He doesn't know much Welsh Folklore. He's french, " Remus explained, gently budging Sirius out the way despite him trying to stand his ground.

"Mari canny come in," Remus said in a singsong voice, much to Sirius' further confusion. Why was Remus willingly talking to these creeps with a bedazzled taxidermy hobby horse.

"Just for a drink?" The person under the sheet sang in an unnaturally high voice, like someone trying to imitate a woman badly.

Remus just laughed and rolled his eyes. "Fine, is whiskey alright?" He offered, stepping aside and letting the trio into the house. Remus let the dead horse people into their home. Sirius may or may not have been reconsidering this marriage.

Remus dutifully gave all three people a tumbler of whiskey and a mince pie. They ate and drank in silence before singing in Welsh as they danced their way out the house again.

Once the door was firmly shut and locked Sirius spun on his heel to face Remus "What the actual fuck was that?" Sirius asked in exasperation, Remus just looked bemused. He shrugged "Mari lwyd" he answered, not even explaining before he returned to the kitchen to keep cooking. "Mary who?" Sirius asked, following Remus like a lost puppy.

"It's a Christmas thing here," Remus answered simply, tending to something on the stove. Sirius was never going to get used to living in Wales.

Prompt: ghost 07/10/2024 @wolfstarmicrofic

Word count: 237

Halloween was stupid, Remus thought. All year, he spent time and energy teaching his son; don't take candy from strangers, don't knock on strangers doors, stranger danger for Christ's sake.

And then Sirius, his child's stepfather and immature role model for all things badly behaved, would come along and unpick those carefully sewn threads of logic. Come on Ted let's go knock on strangers doors to ask them for sweets that they will hand to us willingly with God knows what sorts of poisons or needles or whatever else some of these evil people would add.

But this. This was the last straw.

"Daddy daddy look" Teddy squealed joyously, jumping up and down, causing the sheet draped over him to billow. The sheet had been trimmed and tailored to fall to his ankles perfectly, and there were two little eye holes where Remus could see Teddy's blue eyes gleaming. The sheet in question was a pure Egyptian cotton sheet that was handcrafted and weaved, a housewarming gift from Lily years and years ago. A very nice sheet.

"Yeah, Daddy, look," Sirius said, dubbing the same outfit as Teddy. "Something wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost, " He teased, picking Teddy up and balancing him on his hip.

"He has," Teddy squealed delightedly, clearly much happier with the costume choice than Remus was. His poor, poor Egyptian cotton sheets were massacred and murdered. On Halloween, no less.

Prompt: death 09/10/24 @wolfstarmicrofic

Word count: 650

Sirius eyed the envelope warily, Remus had been gone for months now. He had been sent on a mission not long after their wedding. It wasn't a legal one, but it was all the same to Sirius. Slip of paper signed or not, all their close friends knew that he was a Lupin now, and that's what mattered - not government bodies or his higher ups at the order but who cared for them.

Before they'd gotten married, but after they'd joined the order, Sirius and Remus sat down and wrote a letter together. Just in case letters. They'd gotten the idea from Lily and James who'd done the same, something for the other to cherish if the other didn't come back one day.

Remus had been MIA for four months now.

Presumed dead.

Sirius didn't want to believe it.

The mission was only supposed to last a week, infiltrate and spy on werewolf colonies up north. Nothing to do with greyback or voldemort, just Intel.

"You don't have to open it." Sirius looked across the table, and Regulus was sat there toying the edges of the envelope. He shouldn't have been there. He was missing as well. But Sirius had started seeing people he shouldn't see not long after Remus left, like his sanity had walked out the door with him.

"He's not dead," Sirius whispered, not even wanting to entertain the thought. Like it was unfathomable for Remus to die, not after everything they'd been, though. Sirius toyed with his wedding ring. It was wooden because after paying for the flat, they couldn't afford much better from the inheritance Alphard had left.

"What is death anyway, Si?" Fake Regulus mused, still dancing around the pristine envelope. It hadn't even had the time to yellow and wither. "I'm dead, aren't I?" He smiled and pushed the letter towards Sirius.

Sirius shook his head hard. "You're not dead... you're just missing, like Remus is, " he murmured, picking the envelope up from the table. He bit the bullet and opened it, his eyes refusing to read the words. As if if he didn't read them Remus couldn't possibly be dead. As long as the letter was unread, he was still alive.

Sirius.

If you're reading this, I'm probably dead... or maybe sat with you in twenty years' time with a fat glass of red, and we're laughing over our cringe worthy confessions from when we were young and at war. Hopefully, that. Enjoy the wine future me. I hope you wrote something funny. You probably wrote a joke or something to cheer me up even if you're dead.

I hope we got married, and went on a honeymoon somewhere nice... maybe Greece or something. I think I'd like Greece.

I hope James and Lily managed to have a kid, James always wanted to be a dad.

I hope I got to meet my neice or nephew, James was always like a brother to me. Make sure he knows that.

I hope you'll be okay without me, Sirius.

Don't bury me, I don't like the idea of being under all that dirt and being walked all over. Maybe give me a viking funeral or something cool like that. My body and all my prized possessions burnt and pushed out to sea, off that nice quiet beach where I grew up. That's what I want.

I love you. Now, forever and always.

Watching over you,

Remus J.  Lupin (but maybe it'll be Black by the time you read this, I hope so)

When Sirius looked up again, tears swelling in his eyes and a stubborn lump in his throat. There at the table, smiling sweetly was Remus in Regulus' place.

"You're never really apart from those you love im right here," he spoke, jabbing a finger into Sirius' chest over his heart. It felt so real. But his voice was wrong. Sirius couldn't even remember what it was supposed to sound like anymore.

Platonic MoonWater and Jealous ProngsFoot

Regulus: *went to the Marauders dorm room cuz he's bored and he wants to see James and Sirius but ended up only seeing Remus cuz the others went out so now he's just spending time with his brother's boyfriend*

Remus: *on his bed with Regulus, peacefully reading aloud a muggle book while Regulus is leaning on him cuz muggle literature fascinates him*

James: *enters the room* Hey, we got some- *sees them* What the hell is this?!

Remus: Oh, hey, Prongs, we were just-

Sirius: *coming in* AAAAH! WHAT THE HELL, MOONY?! My own brother?! I feel so betrayed! *faints dramatically*

Regulus: Oh, for fuck's sake.

Sirius: Hey, you watch your mouth. Babies aren't allowed to say that word.

James: Why, Reggie?! Why?! Why would you do this to us?! I thought you loved me!

Remus: Padfoot, Prongs, get a hold of yourselves. You guys are being ridiculous

Sirius: We're being ridiculous?! My brother and my boyfriend are in bed together!

Regulus: He was just reading to me.

James: Oh, the pain and devastation!

Sirius: What does he have that I don't, Moony?

Remus: Silence. What he has that you don't have is that he knows how to be quiet.

Sirius: Well, if that's what you wanted, you know exactly what to do.

James: And I can read to you, Reggie. I'm a much better story teller than that dyslexic moron.

Regulus: He's the top student in your year. Plus, his voice sounds nice. And he's warm to cuddle with. *cuddles up to Remus*

James: *gaasp* Moony, you thief

Remus: *hugs Regulus back* And Regulus is much cuter than you are, Sirius.

Sirius: *literal heartbreak then falls face first onto the floor*

Regulus: *smug* We're gonna get married as soon as I graduate.

Remus: *kisses Regulus' cheek*

Sirius and James: *die*

Peter, watching all of this unfold from the doorway: ...We got you guys some dinner.