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#HAPPY BIRTHDAY REMUS

delssen · 3 months

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Birthday boy! Birthday boy! Here's him being a baby about it!

#marauders #marauders fanart #remus lupin #moony my beloved #happy birthday Remus #Remus day #remus lupin fanart #harry potter fanart #the loml #it's his day! look at him!!!!

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lupinmoonlight · 3 months

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Hey, I loved Corrupted! Can we try it the other way around with Y/N dominating Remus? 👀

Aged and Edged

Masterlist AO3

Summary - It is Remus' birthday and you edge him a year older using your mouth (1,665 words).

Warnings - teacher/student roleplay, (reversed) D/s dynamic, oral sex (reader giving), swallowing, premature orgasm, remus comes twice, overstimulation, my grammar.

Notes - HAPPY BIRTHDAY REMUS <3 Thank you for your request @crazykidsdontmelt! I never thought of reversing the roles and it was surprisingly fun!

It was a quiet evening in the cottage. It often was, with Remus. Yet, today, the quietness was more pronounced, as he deliberately made it so because it was his birthday- a day he stubbornly believed didn't warrant any celebration.

You, however, thought the man should be worshiped. You adored him. But anything extravagant would spark a rant about the insignificance of another year passing, an silly argument that would end with you rolling your eyes at him and him attempting a stern glare, only to be betrayed by the soft kindness that filled his eyes whenever he looked at you. So you kept it quiet. Of course, you made his favourite breakfast, took him to his favourite bookstore, brewed his favourite tea- a strong cup of Earl Grey with a dash of milk- but you kept it quiet.

Now, you both lounged by the fireplace, him on the sofa and you on your preferred spot on the floor, tucked cozily between his legs, each absorbed in a book. You still were both new to this kind of domesticity. It wasn't long ago that you were his student, where every interaction, every stolen glance, every touch was forbidden.

Turning around, you shifted your position, now looking up at him with a mischievous glint in your eyes. His book hovered mid-air as he watched you with a curious expression.

"Is everything alright, love?" he asked softly, his hand reaching down to caress your cheek.

"Mhm" you mumbled before resting your head on his thigh, feeling the comforting weight of his hand as it moved to thread through your hair.

Your own hand began a daring journey over his thigh, a light, innocent touch at first that grew bolder as it neared his crotch. His reaction was immediate- a sharp intake of breath and a subtle tensing of his body. His fingers paused, then tightened every so slightly in your hair.

"Y/N, w-what are you doing?" he stammered, his usually composed self nearly undone by this small gesture.

You looked up at him through your lashes, feigning innocence. "Nothing".

He tried to act casual, but you could already feel him harden from beneath your hand resting innocently over his growing bulge. Deciding to take it a bit further, you sat up slightly, now kneeling between his parted legs, and looked him directly in the eyes.

"Hands off, Professor," you said playfully.

Obediently, almost comically so, he let his hands fall to his sides, his expression a delightful mix of flustered anticipation and alarm. He looked at you, clearly intrigued and utterly at your mercy, a stark contrast to the dominant he usually was in your moments of intimacy.

The bulge in his trousers was obvious now, straining against the fabric, and you couldn't help but chuckle softly as you imagined the power you held over him in that moment.

"I want you to know how much you mean to me, Remus. How much I love you," you whispered.

"I do know, Y/N, but you really don't need to-"

"I want to. Please, let me."

"Okay," he murmured, his voice quiet and vulnerable, something you rarely saw in him.

Your hands were steady, despite the excitement you felt, as you gently eased his trousers down, revealing more of him to you.

You leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his knee, then slowly working your way up his thigh with a series of soft, lingering kisses, making his length twitch in anticipation.

"You deserve to be cherished, Remus," you said, pausing to look up at him again. "Let me show you how much."

His response, this time, was a silent nod, his usual eloquence lost at your boldness. In contrast, his erection stood proud, hard and ready for your touch.

Your fingers trailed over his skin, lightly caressing him, teasingly stroking him. And then, leaning down, you started licking a soft, slow path from the base of his shaft to the head, circling the sensitive tip with your tongue, savouring the taste of him.

His head fell back against the couch as he fought the urge to touch, to claim, to reassert the control he was so accustomed to. Meanwhile, your tongue moved deliberately slowly over his cock, never really taking him in, eliciting soft gasps from him. You love the way his body responded to your touch, the way his hips bucked involuntarily, desperate for more contact.

As you sensed his growing struggle, you paused, locking eyes with him, a silent challenge passing between you. It was then that his hands moved, almost of their own accord, reaching for you, fingers threading through your hair with a firm grip, his intention to fully bury himself in your mouth clear.

"I said hands off, Professor," you chided softly. The use of his formal title in such an intimate setting only made him throb.

With a frustrated groan, he let his hands fall back to his sides, his body language a blend of obedience and barely restrained lust. You could sense his struggle, the effort it took for him to remain passive, to relinquish control to you.

You opened your mouth, allowing him to feel the warmth of your breath, and slowly took him in, relishing the feel of him against your tongue. You swirled your tongue around the head again, making him groan obscenely.

"F-fuck…" he breathed as you felt him noticeably pulse in your mouth.

You grinned around him, enjoying the sound of his desperation, and took him a little deeper. His hands clenched at his sides, knuckles white, as he fought the urge to defy your commands. With a moan, his head fell back against the couch, his eyes closed, lips parted as he surrendered to the sensations.

You began to work your head up and down, taking more of him into your mouth each time, each movement deliberate, calculated to tease, to draw out the tension, winding him tighter with every flick of your tongue, until you felt him hit the back of your throat. You paused, deliberately swallowing around him before slowly pulling back until only the head of his cock was still in your mouth. You could taste the salty precum that was steadily seeping out of his tip and just lapped it up like it was your favourite thing in the world.

"Wait- wait- s-stop," he gasped, panic lacing his voice as his hips bucked up. "I'm…I'm going to…"

You released him with an obscene pop and watched as his eyes squeezed shut and his cock began to pulse, untouched, while thick white ropes shot out, landing on his stomach and your hand.

"I…I'm sorry," he stammered out of breath, "I didn't mean to…"

But your response was a chuckle, light and soft, as you held his still hardened length. You licked and kissed your way up his shaft, cleaning every inch of him, and took him right back into your mouth. Remus gasped, his eyes widening in surprise.

"I-I don't think I can-" he murmured, his voice strained.

You pulled back and licked the remnants of his release from your lips, one of your hand stroking him gently. "Let me worry about that, Professor."

Remus whimpered- fucking whimpered- as you wrapped your lips back around him. He made another feeble attempt at holding your head steady, weakly trying to thrust into your mouth, but you placed his hands right back on his sides.

"No," you commanded. "You don't get to control this."

Remus made a sort of desperate sound and his hands fell limply to his sides. Holding the base of his shaft, you dragged your tongue along the length of him and his response was immediate. A sharp gasp escaped his lips, his body arching off the couch. You pressed your hands to his hips, holding him down.

"Stay still," you said, stroking him deliberately slowly, feeling him pulse and throb. Remus trembled, violently, his chest heaving. He was overstimulated, right where you wanted him. You reveled in his reactions, each sound, each movement showed how desperately needy he was. You were almost in awe of the power you held, the ability to unravel this man, once your professor, who was always so composed and in control.

Almost out of pity, you allowed him back into your mouth, sinking down until your nose was flat against his abdomen- no further to go. The depth was unfamiliar and you struggled to hold yourself there, but you controlled your reflexes fighting against the intrusion and breathed through your nose as you worked your throat around him.

"Y/N," he panted, his voice filled with pleasure, desperation, and a hint of bewilderment at his own body's responses.

"Too much…it's too much…" he managed to gasp out.

You slid your lips back up, not fully pulling back, and used your hand to stroke him in tandem with your mouth. Remus was falling apart. You could feel his cock jerking in your mouth, preparing for another release.

"Oh fuck-" Remus whimpered. You moaned around him as you felt him start to spasm, his hands fisting the cushions.

You sunk back down until his cock was buried down your throat once more and swallowed around him and then, with a loud, unrestrained moan, Remus lost control, and you allowed him. His hands gripped your hair tightly, pushing you down as far as he could, his hips bucking wildly as he spilled down your throat. You swallowed everything he had to give until there was nothing left, until he finally let go of your head and fell back, boneless, as you released him.

Remus was shivering, panting, heaving, sweating. It was unbelievably satisfying to see him so undone. You had done this. You had made him this way, and it filled you with an unexpected pride.

"Happy birthday, Professor," you teased.

Remus smiled, a sheepish sort of smile, and swung his arm over his face, embarrassed.

"I'm getting too old for this."

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #professor remus lupin #professor lupin #professor lupin x reader #remus lupin smut #happy birthday remus #hp #hp fanfic #smut

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addsalwayssick · 3 months

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Day 10- @wolfstarmicrofic word count: 622

Remus woke up the most calm he had in years on his Birthday. He was suspicious. He sat up in his bed, finding a note on the end of it.

‘Hey Moony, we’re at breakfast. You looked peaceful and we didn’t want to wake you. Happy Sunday! - Your fellow Marauders.’

Remus furrowed his eyebrows. He was sure they would at least say Happy Birthday at the end of the note, but maybe they were waiting until they were in person. Remus begrudgingly got up from his bed and got dressed.

He went downstairs to the dining hall and sat down with Sirius. James and Sirius greeted Remus with, ‘Good Morning’. Then went back to their conversation. They couldn’t have forgotten.

James eyes widened slightly. “Oh my gosh!” He said, turning to Remus. “I forgot to wish some a good day on their special day.”

Remus smiled, thankful they did actually remember.

“Remind me to go to the owlery to write a letter to my mum. It is mother’s day after all.” James said. Remus’s face fell. “Also Rem, Sirius, Peter, and I will be out all day so yeah.”

“I’ll hang out with you Remus.” Lily said.

Remus was hurt that even Lily didn’t remember. He was sure Regulus would remember with his impeccable memory, but as he came over to his table all he asked was if he wanted to study with him and Lily that day. Remus felt himself nodding, sadly.

“Yeah sounds good.”

The rest of the day went on in a blur. He did have fun, but he always had fun with Lily and Regulus. It was around 6 when Regulus checked the time and hurried them out of the library. “We’ve got to go.” He said impatiently, ushering Remus.

“For what? The library doesn’t close until 8:30.”

“I want to be in bed early tonight.” Regulus said, walking quickly to the Gryffindor common room.

“Then why don’t you go and Lily and I will stay?” Remus argued.

“I’m knackered as well.” Lily said softly. “And Regulus wants to walk us to the Gryffindor tower.”

Remus rolled his eyes but went along with it.

Regulus arrived at the door and scowled. “What’s the password?” He asked Lily.

“Finite Incarnate.” Lily spoke and the door swung open.

Inside it was the most beautiful thing Remus had ever seen. There were lights and music all around, banners that read ‘Happy Birthday, Remus!’, Fire whisky and muggle booze, and a load of presents in the corner.

“Guys what- What is this?” Remus asked, stepping into the room.

“You didn’t think we actually forgot you birthday, did you Remus?” Sirius said taking a step forward.

Remus smiled at him as confidence grew. “It was Sirius’s idea. He wanted it to be special for you since he’s absolutely in-“ James started saying before Sirius tackled him.

“I don’t know what to say. Thank you guys.” Remus said, his voice breaking. Nobody had ever done something quite like this for him. He looked at Sirius, who was looking at the ground with a smile on his face.

“Sirius.” He spoke, walking closer to him. Sirius looked up curiously as Remus pressed his lips to Sirius’s before he could lose the confidence.

They heard loud cheers and wolf whistles from everyone except Regulus, who gagged a little bit. They heard James stop cheering and wolf whistling and Regulus stop gagging, and Sirius knew he would have to check that out later, but for now he was happy in this moment.

“Let’s get this party started!” Remus said as he pulled away.

and that night, let’s just say James and Peter had to take a sleeping draught because of the noises coming from Sirius’s bed.

#remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #sirius #jegulus #sirius x lupin #wolfstar #regulus and evan and barty #sirius and regulus #remus and regulus #addie writes #wolfstar microfic #they’re so cute #fuck jkr #happy birthday #happy birthday remus

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monoseas · 3 months

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Remus’ birthday cake

#remus lupin #marauders #happy birthday remus #marauders era #wolfstar

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theeerealpunkin · 11 months

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As I said, no I did not forget trashman's birthday xD

HAPPY BIRTHDAY REMUS!!

What better timing than now to show my new Remus design?

(please stop fucking up my quality tumblr wthhh T_T)

The tattoo cause Im so insanely proud of that one! There are a few details hidden, who can find them all? xD

#sanders sides #remus sanders #remus sanders fanart #happy birthday remus #intrusive thot #intrusive thoughts ss #ss remus #remus best man #i love this trashman so much #i missed drawing him #hello sanders sides fandom how many of yall thought I died lmao #punkindraws #intrulogical #Hinted at but it's implied

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swiftielouie55 · 3 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SIRIUS’ LOVE OF HIS LIFE AND MY ALTER EGO xd

I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH IS NOT EVEN NORMAL AT THIS POINT… but he’s so me

#remus lupin #dead gay wizards #sirius black #gay #wolfstar #marauders #remus loves sirius #remus x sirius #remus kinnie #happy birthday remus #10th march #remus john lupin #remus j lupin #harry potter’s dead father’s dead best friend’s boyfriend

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lupinmoonlights · 3 months

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Happy birthday Remus <3 the comfiest, softest, bestest werewolf <3

#remus lupin #happy birthday remus #i love him so much #i will never get over him

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sliebman10 · 1 year

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Thriller

(Happy 63rd birthday, Remus!)

“Moony.” Remus let his eyes flutter open and he saw Sirius hovering over him with a grin that remained young even as they aged.

“Yes?”

“Happy birthday,” Sirius said, easing himself down to gently kiss him. Remus let his warmth envelop him as he wrapped his arms around Sirius’s back.

“Careful, I’m an old man,” Remus said, when they broke the kiss.

“That’s not what you said last night,” Sirius quipped, with a wink. “What do you want for breakfast, birthday boy?”

“Oh…um. Eggs and toast?”

“And just because I love you, I’ll throw some sausage in there too,” Sirius said, wagging his eyebrows.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Moony. You’ve known me for over 50 years. This is news?”

Remus laughed. “It’s a newsworthy thriller.”

“That’s right. A 63 year old werewolf enjoys sausage. Front page of the Prophet.” Remus said, laughing softly.

“You know it,” Sirius said, slotting their hips together and kissing him again, breakfast plans forgotten for the time being.

Word count: 161

@wolfstarmicrofic

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar microfic #happy birthday remus #thriller

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loganslowdown4 · 11 months

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Logan: I’ve been conducting a study to see what Remus will and will not eat—

Remus: Yeah it was fun!

Logan: Grass, yes. Motor oil, yes. Broom bristles, oh yes. Shoelaces, strange but true. Worms, yes. Rocks, sometimes. Twigs, yes. Roman’s cooking, inconclusive.

Patton: Ookay, how did you test this?

Logan: Just handing him random things and saying ‘eat this’, and usually it worked.

Patton: Well I don’t know how to feel about that but I have something nicer to eat. A cake for Remus’ birthday!

Remus: OOH! Thank ya pop tart!

Roman: Wait, is tHAT WHERE ALL MY SHOELACES WENT?!

Happy birthday trash rat man 🎂🗑️🐀💚🖤