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doodlemcjazzhands · 1 month

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Turns out spending 12 years in Azkaban and sleeping in a cave does not do wonders for your hair...

(based off of that one scene in Chapter 185 of ATYD)

#wolfstar #all the young dudes #atyd #dead gay wizards from the 70's #marauders #marauders fanart #marauders era #old wolfstar #azkaban #remus lupin #sirius black #padfoot #moony #artists on tumblr #remus x sirius #my art #Spotify

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sommerregenjuniluft · 6 months

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~Old Dogs <3

for @krethes, @plecotusauritus, @kaaaaaaarf

The year is 2013, it’s October and Remus is one cranky old man. (He’s 53.)

It’s icy cold in the mornings already, as it tends to be in the south-western English countryside and especially at this time of the year.

“Moons,” whispered on a breathy little snicker, much too boyish for a man in his mid fifties and the mattress dips beneath his weight. Carefully straddling Remus where he’s laying on his stomach, face smushed into two pillows and fuzzy blanket pulled up to his chin and Sirius leaning down, eloping him with his body. There’s long curls tickling Remus’ nostril and he smells of outside air and the thick sherpa collar lumberjack he wears out in his tinkering shed. Which is really more of a good-sized barn, at this point.

He grunts, a vague grumbling noise and Sirius snickers again and then there’s warm lips on Remus’ stubbled, bony cheek which is much too lovely for the early hour and can only mean that his husband wants something.

Remus balls his fist more tightly in the soft material of the blanket.

Sirius, of course, quick as ever, notices and gives another rumbling laugh. Something that vibrates through his chest, past his ribs and seeps into Remus’ spine in an instant.

Warmth pooling in the middle of his chest that works better than any radiator or heating charm in the world. And that’s dangerous because Remus melts a bit then. Turns a little gooey and blurry around the edges. He doesn’t get butterflies anymore, in that cliché sense, after the amount of years, but he gets this.

This ball of everything warm and light in his chest that’s so strong it presses against the inside of his sternum and makes Remus feel close to bursting some days. With how bone deep happy he is.

And Sirius giggles, shakes the bed a bit, because he’s evil and he knows and also knows that he’s got Remus all wrapped around his finger like that, like he’s old chewing gum, stretched thin and no backbone and that it won’t take much more.

But his husband is also fucking lovely and the best man Remus knows and so Sirius kisses his cheek again.

Stubble catching on beard and it’s raspy and it makes Remus’ lips twitch into a smile, eyes still closed and then it’s a little sing-song of, “Mooo-nyy,” and teeth nipping at Remus ear lobe.

And Remus has learned over the last decade to indulge his dramatic side a bit, now that the present sorrows of his life consist of having forgotten milk at the store again and their radishes not taking fruit in their own garden behind the house, so he draws his eyebrows together and grumbles. Wiggles the slightest bit under Sirius’ comfortable weight as if attempting to throw him off, to make his husband leave him alone and to his slumbers.

Sirius laughs above him, sees right through him, of course, as Remus knew he would. His husband laughs and it’s boyish and childish and with the rasp of 54 year old because Sirius adores him, and Remus loves him.

And then Sirius sucks in a breath and stretches closer, humid breath puffing against the shell of Remus’ ear and it’s a soft melody of, “You, you-you are,” and Remus groans before his husband is even done.

Squints his eyes open and glares over his shoulder to come face to face with Sirius singing around a playfully tantalizing smile, expression coy and nearly ruined by how hard he’s trying not to laugh.

Rosy lips framed by dark, coarse hair and his silver eyes crinkling. Laugh lines, permanently etched into his skin and it’s the most handsome thing about Sirius in his fifties. Or maybe it’s the single white streak in his hair, and Remus doesn’t even want to start listing things because that’ll turn into a long morning.

Instead he presses his lips together and gives Sirius a look, who has now moved onto a little shoulder shimmy, jostling Remus and continuing to parrot the princess of pop, “You, you-you are,” sharp eyes flying wide open and fixing Remus, lopsided smirk and glinting canines, “Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer,” abruptly sitting back on his haunches and bursting out the air drums.

The single laugh tumbles out of Remus’ involuntarily but Sirius winks, pleased with himself and extracts himself to continue dancing around in their bedroom as Remus slowly sits up.

He wiggles his toes and cracks his back, stretches his arms to the ceiling and groans a bit. Still hears Sirius chirping the lyrics from where he’s disappeared into their en-suite bathroom, heavy shoes tipping and tapping away—he’s left his dirty boots on.

That alone is almost enough for Remus to spring up out of bed (read: stand up slowly but walk briskly) to snatch his husband up and show him what he thinks of Sirius trudging dirt into their bedroom.

But before Remus can even make the decision Sirius comes back into the room with Remus’ toothbrush in hand, a dollop of toothpaste on it.

Drapes himself against the doorframe dramatically, the back of one hand at his forehead, “You- you got me going,” throwing his hips out and pressing off the wall, stalking closer, “You- you’re oh so charming,” biting his lip for enunciation.

Remus rolls his eyes with a smile and then there’s a grip on his jaw, Sirius plopping down on the mattress next to him, seductive expression turning faux disapproving, “You- But I can’t do it.”

Shoving the toothbrush into Remus’ mouth and whirling up and away. Remus starts brushing dutifully, and Sirius turns around himself two times before taking a stance, fixing Remus with his stare again, and spitting venomously, “Womanizer.”

Sirius dances through the rest of the refrain and Remus watches unperturbed until he almost drops some of the toothpaste onto the sheets. Sucks the foam back up and tilts his neck back, going to stand up.

He pads over to the bathroom, Sirius hot on his trail.

Fingers slipped under Remus’ sleep shirt and squeezing reprimandingly, “You- you say I’m crazy.”

Remus bends down to spit some of the toothpaste into the sink, letting Sirius rove his calloused fingers up his scarred back. “You- I got your crazy,” snapping his teeth and digging his blunt nails into Remus’ shoulder blades and Remus smiles around the minty foam.

“You-” Sirius’ chin hooked over Remus’ shoulder, “You’re nothing but a,” growling into his ear, “Womanizer.”

“Daddy-O,” Remus turns, fast, and plants a big, foamy smooch on Sirius’ half open mouth.

They erupt into a bit of a tousle then, but eventually a few more minty but distinctly less foamy kisses are shared where Remus is leaning against the sink with Sirius standing between his legs, fingers playing with the little curls at Remus’ nape.

Sirius grins up at him when Remus hums the refrain again under his breath, Cheshire cat, pleased as a Kneazle, “Gets you every time.”

Remus rolls his eyes, knocks their skulls together, “It’s a classic.”

“It’s only been 5 years!”

“Mark my words though,” Remus raises and eyebrow and now it’s Sirius rolling his eyes.

He looks criminally gorgeous doing it so Remus kisses him again.

Pulls him closer around the waist and lets a hand slip down to grab at his ass. There’s no urgency behind it, just the desire to feel, to have him atomically under his palms and to hold him close.

A press of warm lips and then Sirius groans happily when Remus nudges at his seam with the tip of his tongue. It’s languid and slow and it has Remus’ chest close go bursting again when they separate with a wet little smacking noise.

Remus licks at the saliva on his lips and nudges their noses together, “So tell me why I was rudely awoken in the early hours of the day and with toothpaste instead of coffee no less.”

Sirius’ eyebrows fly up and his body goes back to rigid and energized, strung tight with creativity and Remus would mourn the way his pliant body had slotted against his own if he didn’t love the way Sirius’ face lights up to much. “Oh, I need some picture frames!”

“Mm,” Remus makes, levels him with another look, “And that wouldn’t have waited another hour or two?”

Sirius shakes his head, grinning, “No can do, Mister Moons.”

“Of course.”

And then Sirius leans close again, eyes lidded and something stirs in Remus gut the tiniest bit. And Sirius voice matches the look so Remus almost doesn’t catch what he says then.

But he does, because what comes out of his lovely husband’s mouth is equally as alluring as the promise of sex, “Y’know that antique shop that’s right next to the old lady’s stand that sells those hot chocolate rum mulled wine creations you’re so crazy about?”

Remus does know that one and he’s already halfway out the bathroom, boney fingers clasped with Sirius ones before he’s done speaking, a merry rumble of laughter spilling from his husband that’s the best kind of music to Remus’ ears as he gets tugged along.

#idk what came over me #i woke up and i thought of old wolfstar and then womanizer played in my head and now we are here #wolfstar #wolfstar drabble #wolfstar fluff #lune writes #old dogs #remus lupin #sirius black #old wolfstar

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sliebman10 · 11 months

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Steamy

Remus emerged from their villa into the strip of beach overlooking the Mediterranean Sea with a thin t-shirt and low slung shorts, wiping his brow. Sirius was lounging in the white hot sun shirtless, with his eyes closed. Remus just stared at him for a moment, this man he loved beyond reason, who'd been lost and found, whose skin was turning pink in the heat.

He surreptitiously shot a sunscreen spell at him and he opened one eye. "Thank you, Moony."

Remus laughed softly. "Can't let all of that gorgeous skin get burnt now, can we, Pads?"

"Come here, husband."

Remus walked toward him slowly and sat down next to him. "It's not too hot out here?"

"Only because you're here," Sirius said, pulling him close.

"Shut up," Remus said, but it had no bite because he kissed Sirius and softly smiled at him.

"It's no less steamy inside," Sirius pointed out.

"But inside we have more privacy," Remus said, running his hand through Sirius's sweaty hair. He closed his eyes at the sensation.

"What do you have in mind, Moonshine?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, husband?"

"I never get tired of hearing that," Sirius said in a low voice.

"Let's go inside."

Word count: 202

@wolfstarmicrofic

#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar microfic #married wolfstar #wolfstar on holiday #old wolfstar #steamy

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blackcatworshipcommittee · 4 months

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Traumatized men in their thirties stitching the pieces of their lives back together, realizing that a patchwork quilt can be just as beautiful as unbroken fabric

#ask me stuff #about the author #alternative music #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #sirius and remus #wolfstar art #i’m a simp for wolfstar honestly #old wolfstar #post prisoner of azkaban #post sirius black in azkaban

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begaydoslay · 2 years

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Au where both Sirius and Remus survived the war (and Remus didn’t marry Tonks)

they just lived in some ridiculously small English small town just strolling around their cottage, playing old vinyls (and new vinyls because they’re based).

They would raise Harry like they probably planned to do! And when Harry had kids he wouldn’t name his second: Albus Severus! Because he had people with common sense around!

They’d be visited by Mary and would try to convince her to send her kids off to hogwarts (she would refuse, the kids would find a way to go anyways)

Sirius would attempt to order vinyls from the internet (which he wouldn’t understand) Like he would have full on rants to Remus about how you used to be able to walk into a record store and just buy records and Remus would be like: “you know there’s Spotify right?” And Sirius would be like: “not the same”

Harry would discover his bisexuality in his late teens/early 20s and Padfoot and Moony would be there for him because they’ve been through it.

Harry goes to a muggle therapist to heal all the trauma of his childhood.

Sirius would scuff about their house and forget a whole bunch of things, misplace a bunch of things, never have any patience, not finish work etc until one day Harry just straight up goes: “Padfoot, just get an ADHD diagnosis!” And Sirius would be like: “what are you talking about?” And Harry would explain ADHD and Sirius would be like: “lol everyone does that!” And Remus and Harry would just look at each other like: “who’s gonna tell him?”

#wolfstar #old wolfstar #Harry potter #all the young dudes sirius pov #all the young dudes #Sirius black adhd headcanon #remus lupin #moony lupin #padfoot #sirius black

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moncuries · 8 months

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an au where remus gets to be a professor and sirius gets to be a nuisance and they live happily ever after

#wolfstar #my art #fanart #remus lupin #sirius black #mwpp era #mwpp #marauders #once again thank u to old university libraries for ur refs

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sommerregenjuniluft · 6 months

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Suck the marrow out my bones and all you’ll taste is yourself

1616 words | rated T | No Archive Warnings Apply

Their bed is toasty warm and loaded with feathery pillows to support Remus’ stiff and creaky body as good as possible but his husband is a restless little ball of ideas and insane genius and he’s also an insatiable little brat so that’s why- “Moons,” whispered on a breathy little snicker, much too boyish for a man in his mid fifties and the mattress dips beneath his weight.

fixed this bad boy up a bit, gave him a long ass, poetic title and un-disowned myself by adding the hairy wolftstar agenda because i cannot believe i wrote the old dogs without mentioning chest hair!! EMJOY

#wolfstar fic #hairy wolfstar agenda #wolfstar #old wolfstar #older wolfstar #old dogs #remus lupin #sirius black #lune writes #i might make them a series when insp strikes?#(< person that wants to write hairy old man having elderly sex)#fic: suck the marrow out of my bones and all you’ll taste is yourself

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blackcatworshipcommittee · 5 months

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“Need help finding anything?”

“Oh- no, thanks. Just picking this up to help… a friend.”

(I didn’t feel like drawing in any detail 😂😭)

#ask me stuff #about the author #alternative music #drawing #sirius and remus #remus and sirius #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #grown up wolfstar #old wolfstar #post sirius black in Azkaban #post prisoner of azkaban #remus loves sirius #remus is an angel #knowledgeofbeauty #lie low at lupin's

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alltoounwellll · 2 months

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after azkaban sirius notices the new scars. some fresher than others. winding themselves around remus’ body like jagged wire.

“show me your scars” he says one morning. their legs tangled together beneath linen sheets.

“why?” remus asks, shying away.

“because I want to see how many times you needed me and I wasn’t there.”

#oops made myself cry #inspired by a poem I remember seeing one time #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #marauders #marauders era #post azkaban sirius #azkaban #old dogs #lie low at lupin's #alltoounwellll writes (sometimes)

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hazy-cosmic-skies · 21 days

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au where remus grew up with his muggle mum so he has a super deep interest in something like star trek, or like ancient egypt or lord of the rings, and sirius, who had never heard abt these muggle things could listen to him talk for hours

#Remus is just monologuing like ‘so anyway there is the old kingdom the Middle Kingdom and the new kingdom-#and sirius is there nodding along falling more in love #just imagine remus making sirius read the lotr books #they have a little book club #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black

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mydeadgaywizards · 2 months

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ok but sirius “killer queen” black and remus “good old fashioned lover boy” lupin

#wolfstar #queen #sirius black #killer queen #remus lupin #good old fashioned lover boy #marauders #dead gay wizards #marauders era #the marauders #wolfstar fluff #sirus x remus #queen band

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