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awful first meeting - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 392 - nonmagic AU
TW: slight mention of abusive Walburga
He knew it was irrational, to be this upset. He'd seen it coming. But still, running away from one's homophobic parents tended to bring up negative feelings.
So, swiping at the tears running down his face, wincing at the pain that flared from where Walburga had laid hands on him, Sirius stepped into the small café to get out of the rain starting to fall. Because of course, it had to be raining, too.
Sending a quick SOS text to James, he curled into a far booth and allowed the silent sobs to wash over him, pulling his backpack onto his chest and resting his head on the rough fabric. It was after only about thirty seconds of this that a voice made him look up.
"What can I get-oh."
The boy who spoke had the kindest eyes Sirius had ever seen. Chocolate brown and sparkling with concern, eyebrows narrowed and face pointed with worry.
"S-sorry," Sirius mumbled, scrubbing at his wet face. "I don't have money, but I just need- I just need-" he choked back another sob and bit his lip, again burying his face in his bag.
"It's not a problem, love," the soft voice of the boy responded. "I'll be right back, alright?"
And before Sirius could contemplate what the boy was doing, he had returned with a steaming cup of tea.
"On the house," he whispered softly, smiling only a little before he backed off, leaving Sirius to his thoughts.
But as Sirius sniffled and sipped his tea, he began to watch the boy. How he grinned easily at customers. How everyone seemed to know him. How he seemed so kind and safe. How-
"Oi! Sirius! Alright, mate? Who do I need to kill?" James almost yelled bounding into the shop.
He rolled his eyes silently, collecting his things and asking James meekly, "Can you just pay for my drink? I'll explain in the car."
Real concern flashing over James's face, he patted Sirius over the shoulder and approached the boy from earlier.
It was only after they sat in the car that he said. "Here. Think this is for you."
And on the crumpled receipt was a number and a note:
To the boy with the beautiful eyes,
Please call me if you need someone to talk to. You don't deserve to cry like that.
~Remus
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cheekyboybeth · 24 hours
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Marauders incorrect quotes
Sirius: see, I’m straight but like if there was a man that I would marry it would be Remus
James: how do you feel about that, moony?
Remus: …
Remus: it’s not helping with the rumours
James: I think the kiss you guys shared on my birthday isn’t helping with the rumours
Sirius: yeah, I just hate that he didn’t give me enough tongue
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bimoonphases · 2 days
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@wolfstarmicrofic May 4 - prompt 4: Marriage of Convenience [word count 759]
“Mais merde à la fin!” Sirius cursed, failing for the third time to properly knot his tie.
“Here, let me help you.”
James got up from the bed and reached for Sirius, his fingers deftly working on the tie, his own already perfect and a white rose in his lapel.
“There you go,” James forced a smile before he sighed. “I really hate this. I’m supposed to help you fix your tie the day of your wedding to the love of your life, not as you get ready to marry a complete stranger.”
“Yeah, well, blame your fellow countrymen for taking this place out of the EU,” Sirius grumbled. “It’s either this or me having to move back to France and I haven’t lived there since I was three.”
Sirius gritted his teeth. After the exit polls things had gone barreling towards the worst for him quite quickly, ending him up in the position he was in that very day, with only those two options, the second of which he refused to consider. His whole life was in London, he wasn’t about to move. So he had to marry someone with a citizenship as soon as possible before the new laws ended up with him being deported. Thankfully, he hadn’t been alone in that. The London queer community had so many people in his same situation that Lily and her girlfriend Pandora had immediately sprung into action, changing the goal of their charity into something that these days resembled a matchmaking scheme. At first they had had the time to set up meetings between people, but as time ran out and laws were made and protests ignored it had all turned into a text with a picture, a name and date, time and location of the wedding. Since he knew her well, Sirius had been privileged enough to get a call from Lily after she had sent him a picture of a guy in a brown velvet jacket, a book in his hands.
“He’s a good friend of mine, Sirius, and he’s truly a wonderful person. He’s very active in the community and teaches at UCL, I’m sure you two will get along.”
He had thanked her but shrugged it all off. It wasn’t as if they needed to like each other to sign a piece of paper. This Remus Lupin had volunteered to help out, they would both walk into the marriage office knowing it was just for convenience.
“It should’ve been me,” James sighed as he slipped another white rose in Sirius’s lapel. “If you have to marry someone to stay in the country it’d be better if it was your best friend.”
“You’re already doing that for Regulus, James.”
“That’s different, Regulus is my boyfriend.”
“Exactly, and he would murder me if I tried to marry you before he could,” Sirius laughed, then he patted James’s arm. “Let’s go, it would be rude to keep my future husband waiting.”
The ride to the registry office was silent, and when they emerged on the steps of the building Sirius immediately scanned the crowd, looking for the man in the picture.
“That must be him,” James said behind him. “By the main door, talking with Lily.”
Sirius looked up and blinked a couple of times. Remus Lupin was very tall, dressed in a navy blue suit, a white rose in his lapel too and a cigarette in hand.
“God Prongs, he’s hot,” he whispered.
“He really is,” James chuckled. “Come on, let’s go to them.”
They walked up the steps and Sirius had the time to detail Remus’s soft-looking hair, his long fingers and the way his white shirt hugged his torso. He almost didn’t greet Lily when they stopped in front of them.
“Your picture really didn’t do you justice,” Remus smiled at him. “And it was one of the hottest pictures I’ve ever seen all the same.”
Sirius felt himself blush as he shook his hand.
“So you’re doing this only because you find me handsome?” he chose to say.
“Anything to send a big fuck you to this government,” Remus shrugged.
“A real Englishman in shining armour then.”
“Fuck that, I’m Welsh.”
Remus put his cigarette in the nearest ashtray and extended his hand.
“Shall we go pledge our love until death do us part then?”
As Sirius walked into the registry, his fingers intertwined with a stranger’s and his heart pounding he decided he would wait until they had both said yes and then he would ask his husband out on a first date.
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yourgalgremlin · 8 hours
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Happy sappy Wolfstar <3
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jamespotterbbg · 9 hours
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may 6 - first kiss - @wolfstarmicrofic - 494 words
(tw: underage drinking)
It started with a truth or drink game in the Gryffindor common room. Some of the upperclassmen had snuck firewhiskey into the castle and drinks were poured.
It was the Marauders’ fourth year at Hogwarts and the party had subsequently turned into their kind of event. An hour in there was a group of tipsy fourteen and fifteen year olds left in the public space. The seventh and sixth years had disappeared, mostly in pairs, or snuck out to other houses’ dormitories.
Marlene McKinnon had asked the question, “Lupin, who was your first kiss?” she grinned at him and winked.
Remus had looked at her and shook his head tiredly, he downed a shot. James had begun to laugh, teasing Remus, pestering him to know why he wouldn’t tell them. Sirius pondered from his spot on the sofa.
Later Sirius retired to their dorm, Remus following close behind. James stuck back to attempt, drunkenly, to ask out Evans again. Peter had opted to watch over him.
Sirius kicked off his socks and fell into the bed, awaiting a chide from Remus about sleeping in his outside clothes, but none came. He sat up and looked to the other boy.
“Why didn’t you answer the question, Moony?” he asked curiously.
Remus paused in his step and turned to Sirius. He raised an eyebrow at him and shook his head.
Sirius stood and walked over to Remus, curiosity peaked, “Who’d you kiss, Moons?” he teased, grinning. Remus turned away from him, unwilling to even respond. Sirius groaned and blew air at the back of Remus’s neck, pouting.
“Stop it,” Remus muttered, hand coming to rub at the back of his neck where goosebumps had formed.
“Come on! You don’t keep secrets from your fellow marauders,” Sirius insisted, voice taking on a bit of a whine, “Why won’t you tell me?”
At last Remus turned to face him, eyes downcast and hand raking through his hair. He sighed and spoke, with a bit of irritation in his tone, “Because I haven’t had it yet, Sirius,” he admitted, embarrassed.
Sirius fell silent, both at the admission and at the way Remus had called him Sirius instead of Padfoot. 
Just a sound slipped out of his lips, a half formed word, “Oh…”
Remus scoffed softly under his breath, shaking his head and breathing inconsistently, “Yeah, oh.”
Sirius bit his lip, “Well, we could change that?” he offered, voice less confident than he’d meant it to sound.
Remus turned to him in astonishment. The two half wasted boys stared each other down, eyes weirdly squinty and Sirius blinking about twice as much as normal.
After a moment of silence, Remus shook his head back and forth and his mouth gaped slightly, “W-what?” he finally got out, voice full of pure bewilderment.
At last, Sirius smiled at him and ducked forward. He tilted his head up and pulled Remus’s head downward by his collar to press a kiss to his lips.
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lulublack90 · 2 days
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Prompt 5 - Awful First Meeting
@wolfstarmicrofic May 5, word count 688
Sirius spied him from across the room. There were much more attractive people at the party but something about him caught his eye. He watched him for a while, scoping him out. The man wandered near the wall and Sirius made him move. 
He slid up to the tall man and braced his hands either side of him against the wall. 
“Hi there sexy, how’s it going?” This move had a 100% success rate for Sirius. Once, they got a look at his pretty face, and he turned on his charms. They were putty in his hands. This time, however, backfired spectacularly. 
The man tensed and then, with strength that surprised Sirius, shoved him away before shouting. 
“Fuck off!” Silencing the party as he stormed out of the room. A few of the party goers stared at him and snickered to each other, but most just went back to dancing. 
Regulus’s best friend, Barty, sidled up beside Sirius. 
“Yeah, that’s Remus. He doesn’t like it when people box him in, breathe his air or basically get in his space.” 
“No shit,” Sirius glowered at him. Barty didn’t even bat an eyelid. Instead, he ran a finger down Sirius’s arm and said, 
“But I’m all about being shoved up against walls.” He winked at Sirius as he rejoined the party, getting lost in the crowd. Sirius was mad, but he was not that mad. No way could he handle Barty’s craziness on top of his own. 
He ran out of the room, hoping to find Remus and apologise. 
“Hey!” He yelled down the street at the retreating figure. “Hey, wait up!” Remus didn’t slow down. Sirius was out of breath by the time he caught up with his long strides. “Hey. I’m. Sirius.” He gasped between breaths. “I. Just. Wanted. To. Apologise. For what. I did. Back there.” He pointed in the general direction of the party. 
“Don’t care.” Remus said coldly as he folded himself into an ancient Vauxhall Corsa and sped away. 
“Do you want his number?” Evan said, popping out of the bushes. Sirius jumped out of his boots. 
“What the fuck, Evan! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!” Sirius clutched his chest. Evan’s mouth spread into a toothy grin. 
“Nope, just trying to steal your boots!” He bent down and snatched them up as he ran back into the party. Sirius didn’t even bother chasing him down, he’d get them back eventually. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. His night was not going to plan. 
He was about to head back into the party and find out what Evan had planned for his poor boots when a car stopped beside him. 
“Were you just mugged?” Remus asked, after rolling the window down. Sirius barked out a laugh. 
“No, it was just Evan. I’ll get them back.” Sirius thought while he had Remus’s attention he’d push his luck. “So can I get your number then? I really would like to make up for that disastrous introduction in there.” He put on his best, 'I’m sorry, please love me' face, and Remus gave in. 
“Fine, give me your phone.” Sirius gleefully unlocked it and handed it over. Remus reached a hand out of his window and took it. 
“Gee,” He said, smiling wickedly. “It sure would be a shame if you were mugged twice tonight,” And he sped away, cackling. 
“OI!” Sirius yelled as he chased after the car in his socks. The car stopped halfway down the street and Sirius collapsed in the open window, reaching in to take his phone back. He couldn’t even get mad because the smile that greeted him made it all worth it. 
“Go get your shoes, and you can treat me to a McDonald's.” Sirius didn’t waste any time and rushed back into the party, tackled Evan to the ground, took back his boots, waved at his brother and almost dived head first into the little car. 
As Remus pulled away from the kerb, Sirius thought maybe his terrible night would turn around. That was until he found out how much Remus could eat.    
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kkqueergurl · 2 days
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on July 26th, 1982, Harry Potter said his first word. “Uncle.” Sirius, Remus, and Peter all bickered about who he said it to
on July 29th, they got a confirmation. “Uncle Moony”
on July 31st, he couldn’t stop asking for his “Uncle Moony” so Uncle Moony held him when his little fawn blew out his candles
The morning of October 31st, Remus Lupin gave his nephew one last hug, before leaving on a mission. “Uncle Moony.” Harry giggled.
On September 1st, 1993, Remus Lupin boarded the Hogwarts Express, and found a quite familiar cabin.
On May 17th, Harry Potter performed his first Patronus charm.
“incredible job Harry!”
“thank you professor.”
not uncle moony.
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I just finished All the young dudes and… let's just say it was a journey
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malfack · 3 days
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first kiss - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 390
Sirius's first kiss ever was when he was 12.
He'd always thought Marlene McKinnon was cool (she certainly had the best wardrobe in the year) and he decided that, as he was also cool, they'd better date. It made sense.
The kiss was fumbling. They snuck behind the greenhouses, in between class, and Sirius did everything he could to hide his nerves. Both of them had blushed, and Sirius was pretty sure he'd accidentally kissed her nostril at one point, but they'd both ended up laughing and blushing, and even though it wasn't the perfect experience Sirius had been hoping for, he chalked it up as a good, if not awkward, experience overall.
Of course, Marlene later told him that she was attracted to girls, and he couldn't fault her that. He, too, was attracted to girls.
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Sirius's first kiss with a boy was when he was fifteen.
He was dared to kiss James, and he was not one to back down from a dare. Luckily, neither was James.
So, when their lips touched, Sirius was a little confused by how much he liked kissing James. It wasn't the James of it that he liked. No, he liked the fact that where there was usually curves, there was edges. Where there was usually smoothness, there was stubble. Where there was usually softness, things were a bit...rougher.
And after a short conversation held after the party, both he and James agreed that maybe neither of them were as straight as they'd thought.
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Sirius's first kiss with Remus was when he was sixteen.
After kissing James, his brain had been fixed on the idea of kissing other boys. What it would be like. Feel like.
But after a while, his mind locked on to one boy: Remus.
And soon, it felt like he'd never not liked Remus. Remus was beautiful and kind and safe and intelligent, and he knew Sirius better than he knew himself. Sirius found himself staring at Remus's lips for hours, wondering how they would feel on his own. Because he had a feeling they were meant to be there.
It took ages. Arguments and mistakes and pining and tears.
But when he finally, finally was able to kiss Remus, he felt the thing he'd expected to feel all those years ago behind the greenhouse: Attraction. Love. Fireworks.
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cheekyboybeth · 2 days
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Marauders incorrect quotes
Sirius: is he talking about what I think he’s talking about?
Remus: no, Sirius
Remus: once again, none of these philosophers is ever talking about masturbation
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bimoonphases · 11 hours
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@wolfstarmicrofic May 6 - prompt : First Kiss [word count 974]
James knew this would happen sooner or later. Sooner rather than later, given the number of times Remus and Sirius had bickered that week. They usually calmed down enough only when the Marauders planned their pranks and got out of Gryffindor Tower in the dead of the night to execute them. As had been the case that night, at least until they had been putting in place the very last touches and had rounded a corner only to find themselves in front of Mrs Norris. That had ended with them running away as fast as they could and only James’s cloak had saved them from Filch, who had as usual appeared out of nowhere as if summoned by his cat. And when they had finally reached their empty Common Room, the bickering had started again. Only this time it had escalated.
“So much for your wolf’s hearing, Moony,” Sirius rolled his eyes. “You can’t even hear a fucking cat.”
“Oh, my hearing? What about your nose, Padfoot?” Remus shot back. “I’m not the only one here who didn’t see her coming.”
“Oh, so your sight is gone too? Because if you hadn’t noticed, I’m in human form now.”
“If you can call that human, you look more like a walking poster of Bowie right now.”
“How dare you insult Bowie.”
“I’m not, I’m just questioning your taste in clothes.”
“Right, grampa has spoken. You look like you should be put in an archaeological museum every time you’re out of uniform.”
“At least my clothes are comfortable, you’re always running around half naked. Did you know crop tops were made for summer and not fucking December?”
“The only hotness I need is my own, thank you.”
“Merlin, you’re so self-centered!” Remus threw his hands up in exasperation.
“Centre of attention, there’s a difference.”
“Right, I forgot about all of your girlfriends. By the way, do they know about each other?”
“You’re one to talk, the other day that boy Gregory was practically drooling just looking at you!”
“I tutor them, I don’t end up making out with them in every single corridor I walk through!”
“Oh, I’m sorry I’m having fun while you break your back on books!”
“At least I get good grades while yours are dropping.”
“Never cared about them. While you do too much apparently.”
“You’re going to fail your OWLS if you go on like this.”
“Like you care.”
“I do care! I want you to do good, why do you think I don’t? But you apparently care more about snogging girls than your own future!”
“I don’t want to think about my future!” Sirius screamed. “I refuse to think about it! Because if I do, the only thing I see is the future my parents are planning for me and I don’t want that!”
There was a moment of silence. James shot a look at Peter, tense like he was. He had lost count of the times Sirius had crawled in his bed in the middle of the night, shaking after a nightmare, terrified of what his parents would do to him come this Christmas break. He knew Sirius had only told him the extent of his fear, that he preferred to keep on a brave face in front of the rest of their friends, especially Remus, whom he admired a lot despite all the tension between them.
“I don’t want the good grades they expect me to have! I don’t want to be their obedient son, I don’t want them to still have the hold they have on my little brother, I don’t want my surname to be theirs anymore! And I don’t want to look like them in the way I dress, I don’t want them to cut my hair again, I don’t even want to snog all those girls!”
Sirius stopped, panting, his eyes now filled with tears James knew he would do anything to push back. Remus was looking at him, paler than usual.
“What do you want then?” he asked slowly.
Sirius sighed, a tired sigh, a sigh of defeat. He moved a hand.
“You,” he whispered. “I want you, Moony.”
Remus’s jaw dropped open.
“What?” he said.
“Why do you think I always have a Bowie shirt on? He’s a god, yes, but he’s your favourite singer. Why do you think I hate that boy Gregory? Because he had a very blatant crush on you!”
“He doesn’t,” Remus shook his head.
“How would you know? You don’t look at him, exactly like you don’t look at me, not in that way. Why do you think I always have girls around? Because I can’t have you!”
“Sirius, I…”
“Why do you think we’re always bickering? Because that’s the only moment you pay me attention, the only moment in which you see me and if we have to fight for me to get just a sliver of your interest then so be it!”
Sirius had lost the fight with his tears, because James saw one roll down his cheek. But before he could brush it away, Remus had crossed the space dividing them and had taken Sirius’s face in his hands, diving in and kissing him. The strangled sound Sirius made lasted only half a second before his arms wrapped around Remus’s waist, dragging him closer. James didn’t move, even though he thought that maybe him and Peter should find a way to leave those two alone. He feared that any kind of sound or movement would break the spell.
“I’m sorry, Padfoot,” Remus murmured when they came up for air. “I… I want you too.”
“Halle-fucking-lujah,” Peter whispered as Sirius smiled and leaned in for another kiss.
James just shook his head as Peter stirred him towards the stairs to their dorm. He wasn’t mad about those two finding an alternative for all their bickering.
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theprongspotter · 7 months
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Sirius, coming out: I don’t like women.
James, gasping: You’re a misogynist?!
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