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James Potter is 100% the type to fall for scams. My guy would give away his social security number if you asked nicely
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Barty: bro i think we committed the perfect crime
Evan: what do u mean
bro
Barty: i stole ur heart and u stole mine
Evan: bro
Barty: bro
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Regulus has a fluffy big very intimidating black cat, and everyone thinks he named it something pretentious like Caligula, Tchaikovsky or Ophiucus.
“Her name is Tilly, you stupid fuck.”
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remus lupin’s favorite things
his whiskey neat
coffee
black, in his bed at 3
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Rip james potter you wouldve loved those 'boyfriend asmr but he gets hit by a car' videos
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Regulus: wow I am so depressed and really want to die
Regulus: *sees cat* life is so amazing
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regulus: do NOT tell james about this
remus: you want me to LIE to james???
regulus: is that a problem?
remus: lol no
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me, reading my own incomplete writing : *gasp* and then what happened?
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*barty and sirius in azkaban*
barty: how the fuck haven't you gone completely insane yet
sirius: nothing can break me
barty: James fucked regulus when he was in sixth year and reg was in fifth
sirius: when I get out of here I'm going to kill both of them
barty:
sirius:
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hi! sorry i took so long to post anything, been a very chaotic few weeks. no prompt here, just remus tending to sirius!
word count: 583
sirius sulked his way through the castle corridors, trying his hardest to ignore the gasps and giggles as he passed.
he continued his sulking all the way up to his room, he wasn’t exactly excited about james finding out, but he had an attack plan.
walk straight to remus’ bed, ignore james’ inevitable, incessant worrying, have remus fix everything, and the most important step, never ever bring any of this up to anyone ever again.
so he took just a minute to compose himself, deep breath, wince, twist, push, exhale.
‘pads!? what the fuck? are you okay? oh merlin, what happened? who did this? here, here, sit down, stay here, ill get you ice and- where are you going?’
sirius shot a deadly glare at james— bitchy, he knows, but the bruises and black eye fit as an excuse.
though remus has yet to show any interest in anything other than the book he was reading, sirius continued his plan.
he grabbed remus by the ear (‘SIRIUS!’), pulling him off the bed, and dragging him through the room into the bathroom.
remus complied with a muttered, ‘you could have let me mark the page, or you know, just asked,’ and a friendly wave to a still frantic james.
sirius helped lupin stand up and handed him his bag of muggle medicine.
‘i only brought you cause you’re good at healing,’ sirius defended himself; uselessly.
‘i know,’ remus has his wand and his various supplies set up before he spares a glance in sirius’ direction.
the gasp is almost guttural.
sirius’ swollen cheek, probable broken nose, lip swollen and oozing blood, red splotches scattered across most of his visible skin; sirius looked utterly beaten.
‘merlin, is it really that bad?’ sirius tried (unsuccessfully) to laugh it off, but it ended in a wheezing cough.
‘sirius, merlin. who did this to you?’ remus thumbs over the bloodied lip, more blood dripping down as he swipes over it.
sirius barely contains a shiver, with remus analyzing every inch of his face, his thumb still resting on his lip, and the hand still gripping his jaw, turning and adjusting sirius to his liking.
while remus starts on the treatment, sirius sighs out his embarrassment.
‘snape had said some nasty shit about mudbloods, as if he isn’t one himself! but he was calling some first year these awful names, and i obviously said some- ow!- thing to him, and then barty comes out of nowhere ready to fucking kill me,’ with breaks and winces, sirius mutters out his story to an attentive remus.
‘oh baby, too caring for your own good. i appreciate you standing up for that first year, but quit getting yourself involved with snape, it never ends well for anyone.’
‘i can’t just let him go around thinking he’s the shit, he’s gotta learn somehow.’
‘by having his friend beat the shit out of you? im not sure i see your plan here,’ remus is giggling and sirius is smiling despite the pain.
remus pulls sirius up by the collar of his jacket so he’s standing, dusts the jacket off, and wipes the dry blood off.
now that sirius is standing, they’re about the same height, so when remus looks up, hes only an inch away from sirius’ face.
‘well, uh, thank you remus,’ sirius stutters out his appreciation in an attempt to diffuse the tension.
‘ehh, you can thank me later,’ then he pulls sirius in, backing him up to lean against the counter.
#remus lupin#the marauders#the marauders era#sirius black#wolfstar#marauders#dead gay wizards#james potter#regulus black#black brothers#peter pettigrew
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hi i promise im working on smth right now, i have just been very very overwhelmed ! but yeah still alive still writing !
#remus lupin#the marauders#the marauders era#sirius black#wolfstar#marauders#dead gay wizards#james potter#regulus black#black brothers
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amorous - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 278
Nobody could tell.
Not a single soul at Hogwarts new the exact day that Remus Lupin and Sirius Black's relationship turned from platonic to amorous. In part, it was because they had always acted like they deeply loved each other. They'd never not searched for one another in every crowd. In every life, they were two halves of the same whole.
But also, it was because, when asked how their relationship came to be, they always gave different answers:
"Oh, I think it was when he kissed me after having one too many shots of Firewhiskey..."
"It was the time he finally got the sense to ask me to Hogsmeade without James and Peter..."
"It was definitely when we were stuck in detention together and ended up snogging under a Potions table..."
Not that all of these weren't true.
But nobody knew which was the first time. The real, true moment that they took that step.
Except James.
James knew it was when they were in second year. When they'd figured out Remus's condition and Remus had panicked and Sirius had said, as if it was the simplest thing in the world, "Remus. You've told me a hundred times that you would never judge me for my family because I can't control that part of who I am. You can't change this part of who you are, either. So obviously, it doesn't change how I feel about you."
In that moment, Remus's expression had changed. And Sirius had looked at him in such a soft, uncharacteristic way,
And maybe Sirius and Remus hadn't known it yet, but James knew: They'd belonged to each other from that moment forward.
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@wolfstarmicrofic | bleed | word count: 837
(i know how late this is i just rlly wanted to write this prompt)
during their second year, sirius made it a habit to sleep in the hospital wing on full moons, just to make sure he was there when remus woke up, and because the dorm was too quiet without the constant turning of pages from across the room.
remus always came back a mess; in pain, carried in by Madam Pomfrey, bleeding, bruised, and broken.
but today was worse.
sirius woke up to remus hissing in pain and stifling cries. Madam Pomfrey was crying as she tried to console him, and sirius was up in an instant.
remus was leaning on Madam Pomfrey, completely relying on her, so sirius ran over to his other side, and helped him over, ignoring the blood staining his shirt.
when they finally get remus into the bed, sirius takes the time to observe.
there are tears streaked down his face, blood dripping down his lips, his shoulder clearly out of place, giant gashes interrupting the pale skin of his arms, blood soaked through his t-shirt, and the fresh, scarring slice across his face.
remus is writhing as Madam Pomfrey prepares everything, sobbing and mustering small pleas of ‘sirius, go, please,’ and remus is pushing and clawing at sirius chest, but he’s frozen.
sirius pulls himself together as Madam Pomfrey administers the potion to remus. the fist wrapped around sirius’ bicep slowly unravels as he fell asleep, sirius fell apart.
‘sirius-‘
‘it hurts to look at him like this,’ sirius is sniffling through his words, trying to keep his persona up, but hiccuping through sobs and gripping his arm too hard.
sirius watches the wounds scar over and remus’ body finally fully relax.
he finally takes a breath in.
‘oh, dear, he’s always going to be in pain, but he’s strong, and bloody stubborn. there’s only so much i can do for him. he won’t let himself feel helpless, but force it upon him, sirius. be there for him before he can be there for himself.’
sirius nods along, arms still wrapped around himself.
‘i’ll do anything to help him feel better, he’s just bad at letting me,’ as composed as sirius seemed, he couldn’t think straight.
with every breath he takes in, he’s thinking about remus.
every inhale, ‘remus’, every exhale, ‘remus’. and sirius thinks it’ll be that way forever.
‘i think i’m going to try and sleep a little more, if that’s alright?’ he feels uncharacteristically vulnerable, but Madam Pomfrey doesn’t pry.
‘anything you need sirius. he’ll be glad to see you when he wakes up,’ and then she’s off with a comforting smile.
so he crawls into the closest bed, and falls asleep as his tears soak the pillow.
when he wakes, his bed is pushed against remus’; surely an act of Madam Pomfrey. remus is already awake, so sirius reaches out to run his fingers through the knots in the other’s hair.
‘sirius?’
‘yeah, moony?’
remus hesitates, takes a deep breath, then, ‘i’m sorry you had to see that. i don’t know why last night was so bad,’ and remus finally turns to look at him.
tears threaten to escape sirius again at the dark scar running across remus’ face, but merlin, he’s just as beautiful as always. he’s still his moony.
‘remus, i’m here because i wanted to be. through the good and bad. i’m here because i care. and i’ll be here as long as you let me.’
remus flushes, and sirius finally retracts his hand from his hair, only to trace the newly formed scar along his face, delicately.
‘is it gnarly? does it make me look cool?’ remus keeps his cool, and sirius doesn’t mention the tears that he watches escape.
‘i think it makes you even more beautiful.’
remus’ eyes widen, and sirius removes his hand completely, panicked.
‘you’re beautiful too, sirius.’
‘yeah, but i don’t have a sick ass scar,’ and remus laughs for the first time, and sirius wishes he could have that noise on repeat forever.
with the tension gone, sirius moves his hand back to comb through remus’ hair.
‘sirius?’
‘yeah?’
‘what are you doing?’
‘im taking care of you, moony.’
dopey smiles spread across both boys’ faces, and remus had never felt more at peace in the hospital wing.
‘ill take care of you for the rest of time, if you allow it.’
remus leans in to the hand scratching at his head, ‘i think i might be able to get used to that,’ and he turns to grin at sirius, and sirius is already staring back.
#remus lupin#the marauders#the marauders era#sirius black#wolfstar#marauders#dead gay wizards#james potter#regulus black#black brothers
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sirius would ABSOLUTELY ask remus if he could call his transformations ‘going beast mode’
#remus lupin#the marauders#the marauders era#sirius black#wolfstar#marauders#dead gay wizards#james potter#regulus black#black brothers#lily evans#peter petigrew
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I am so so so happy I found your blog I love your writing omg have the best day ever because you just made mine
( the remus lupin obsession is so real I love that man)
ahhhh you’re the sweetest !!! thank you so much :( promisepromisepromise ill post smth soon i’ve just been too tired to write more than a few sentences
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Sirius: fuck the Slytherins!!
James: instructions unclear, I fucked your brother.
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