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moonstruckme · 1 month

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Hiya Mae!! How are you?? It’s been a little bit but I was hoping I could request a poly!marauders fic (+plus Lily if you’re comfortable with doing that if not it’s fine). This week is the 6th anniversary of my brothers passing and this year is a bit harder as I’m turning 18. Having such a milestone coming up and him not being here is sorta making me sick. I was wondering if maybe you could base the fic off of that? Or something to do with grief and them helping reader out. I’ve found great comfort in the abundance of love you portray with their relationship and I could do with a lil of it.

If not it’s totally fine don’t feel obligated. Hope you have a good week!!

Hi sweetheart, sorry I couldn't get this to you during the week you requested it. I was also dealing with a bit of grief at the time and it felt too raw to try for a while. I hope you're doing well and that you really enjoy being 18, even if those feelings are complicated by your loss <33

cw: mentions of death, grief

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 622 words

The sky is turning from deep blue to black outside when Sirus notices you’ve slipped into a melancholy.

The only hint of it is in your tone. You’ve been quipping about the film you’re all watching like you always do, bouncing off his and James’ comments and Remus’ amused grunts, but there’s a falsity to the cheer in your voice. This is something you and James have in common; when Sirius or Remus are upset it permeates the area around them like a thick fog, but the two of you have a way of keeping it contained within yourselves, putting on counterfeit smiles. Sirius often wonders if it doesn’t hurt you more.

He leans away from where he’s been resting his head on Remus’ pectoral, snaking an arm around your shoulders.

“Penny for your thoughts, pretty girl?” he asks quietly.

You shrug. Swallow. “Just thinking about them,” you murmur in reply.

Sirius suspects this isn’t the full story, but he, too, knows the necessity of papering over certain pains. He doesn’t pry.

Before the war—before Regulus—Sirius used to think that grief was the pain that came from the love you had for the lost person being ripped away from you. But even months after his brother’s death, all the love is still there. It’s amplified, if anything, every ounce of it demanding attention now that he can no longer take it for granted even a little bit.

What went was the ritual of it all. The peculiar brand of happiness he’d felt around Reg, never easy but still there, buried beneath layers of troubled history and shared broodiness. The inside jokes they’d barely realized they had, things no one who wasn’t raised in their house would see the humor in. The surety that if they fought, they’d get a chance to make up. Sirius will never have those things with his brother again. In memories, maybe, but now they’ll always be tinged with the love so big it hurts.

He wishes desperately he could keep you from hurting like that.

He shuffles closer, awkwardly wrapping his other arm around you until he’s nearly covering your body with his. It’s like he thinks he can shield you, like he can protect you from grief after he’d failed to protect you from loss.

“I’m sorry,” Sirius says.

You shake your head, turning so it’s jammed in the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Your face feels hot. “I don’t know what to do,” you choke out.

Sirius squeezes you tighter. He gets it, but he doesn’t. He knows how it feels to grieve, but not how to grieve your person in your way. It’s an ache he can only approximate.

“Sweetheart.” James’ voice sounds pained, and he gets up from Remus’ other side, rounding the couch to climb onto the armrest beside you. He rubs your back with one hand, the other coming to rest on Sirius shoulder, a comfort in case he needs it. “I don’t think there’s anything you can do, my love.”

Sirius feels a hot tear slip down his neck into his shirt, and James winces as your shoulders hitch under his touch. Remus makes a soft pitying sound.

“You’re alright.” He latches onto the last unclaimed part of you, rough hand soothing up your calf. “You’re okay.”

“Sorry,” you manage, and Sirius squishes you punishingly in his arms, pressing a staunch kiss to the side of your head.

“Don’t be silly,” he tells you. James makes a half-choked sound of agreement. “No sorries, okay?”

You nod, the bump of your nose moving against Sirius’ neck. He gives you another kiss to show his approval.

“You’re alright, darling,” Remus says again. “Take all the time you need. We’ve got you.”

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george-weasleys-girl · 8 months

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YULE TIDE REQUEST COMING IN HOT BC ITS COLD

Could you write something where the Weasleys are heading to spend Christmas at the order after Mr Weasleys attack (so could be a bit angsty to start), and on their arrival they find Y/N there with Sirus, her Dad and her Uncle Moony, telling her and the trio how they set up the old order back in the day and reader talks about setting up a new one, but the twins (Fred is her bf) didn't know who her family was as she kept it secret, all these years, even more so as Lupin teaches them all Defence Against The Dark Arts. Maybe a bit of akwardness at first when she explains why she couldn't tell them (rumours going around the magic world etc), but cute fluff after when they continue discussing the order, open presents etc. I need cute fluff 🥰

❄️Yuletide Celebration❄️

Fancy Meeting You Here

I goofed and posted this early.🤦‍♀️My only other option was to delete it. So, here it is. Merry Really, Early Christmas! 🎁

Fred Weasley x Fem!reader

~•~

"It seems there was some rather unusual kind of poison in that snake’s fangs that keep wounds open," Arthur had explained. "They’re sure they’ll find an antidote. Though, they say they’ve had much worse cases than mine, and in the meantime, I just have to keep taking a Blood-Replenishing Potion every hour."

It was touch and go for a while, but you'd never know it talking to the Weasley patriarch. Despite excruciating pain and losing half his body weight in blood every day, Arthur had remained in high spirits throughout the whole ordeal.

Fred wished he could say the same for himself. Oh sure, he played it off well enough, making jokes and being silly, but truthfully, it had scared him. The knowledge that his dad could've died had shaken him to his very core, and he had no idea how to handle that.

He was certain things would've been better if his girlfriend was by his side. But, sadly, her parents had insisted she come home for the holidays, leaving him to muddle through on his own.

~•~

"Y/N!" Fred ran toward, picking her up in his arms and twirling her around. "I can't believe you're here!" He exclaimed before a confused look settled on his face. "Wait... why are you here?"

His girlfriend gave him a sheepish grin. "There's something I need to tell you."

Fred sat back, stunned. "Sirius is your dad?"

"Sirius Black?" George echoed.

"Yes, Sirius Black is my father." Y/N confirmed.

"But, how?" Fred blistered.

"Well, you see, when a man and a woman - " George began.

"Shut up, George," Fred cut his eyes over at his twin. "I know how," he looked back at Y/N. "But, you know... how?"

Y/N had to stifle a grin. "It's a long story, but suffice it to say, my mum isn't in the picture. My Uncle Mooney took care of me while dad was in Azkaban."

"Wow... " George marveled.

"Why did you tell me?" Fred asked.

"I had to keep it secret. Dad's on the run. Death Eaters are everywhere, and we're starting the Order back up."

"The order?" Her boyfriend looked excited at the prospect. "The Order of the Phoenix?"

"Yep," she confirmed. "With Death Eaters crawling out of the woodwork again, not to mention the possibility that Voldy could come back if he hasn't already, they thought it be a good idea to revive it. And Grimmauld Place will be the headquarters this time around."

"Wicked," Fred replied. "So, my girlfriend is in league with infamous Order of the Phoenix."

Y/N laughed. "I don't know if I'd go so far as to say that. But, yeah, kinda."

"Well," George clapped his hands on his lap and stood. "That's all I need to know right now to know this is going to be an awesome Christmas." He looked at Y/N. "Just a suggestion. You might wanna wait until Harry gets here to get into the fine details. That way, you don't have to tell it twice."

Y/N nodded. "Yeah, good idea."

George grinned. "Well, I'm gonna go find something to eat and let you two catch up."

Once George was gone, Y/N scooted closer to Fred. "I'm glad we get to spend Christmas together after all."

"Me too," he smiled. "It's been a rough couple of weeks."

"I'm really glad to see you're dad's doing better. I was really worried about him."

"So, was I," Fred admitted, his cheeks growing hot. "I - I really missed you being there with me."

Y/N smiled, pretending she didn't notice the lovely blush rise up across his cheeks and pulled him closer. "Well, I'm here with you now."

"I'm glad," Fred gave a small grin and looked down, trying to hide the stubborn crimson that'd taken up residence on his face.

"But, you know," Y/N continued. "You're failing in your duties as a good boyfriend."

"What?" Fred looked up, eyes wide.

"You've been here for a whole half hour, and you haven't kissed me once."

"Oh dear, you're right," he sat up straight, and his usual, confident cockiness came roaring back. "I must do something about that immediately."

~•~

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crushofdoves · 11 months

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speaking of devouring fics where sirius' gender has been trans-ed, do you have any recs?? i know some people don't like to recommend fics so feel free to ignore if that's your vibe!

yes, i do have recs for this! here are a few off the top of my head, in no particular order:

honey sweet by @vajazzly

explicit - ft. city boy sirus who is down bad for the beekeeper with horrible fashion sense (but he’s good with this hands)

gathering home by @quietlemonhush

explicit - sirius raising regulus & harry after literally burning down his family home, remus is reg’s teacher. heavy themes but overall very funny & sweet & tender.

suffer for the people - orphan account

remus is regulus’s camp counselor, has lil bit of a meltdown and asks for his brother who comes to visit to calm him down. feelings occur. sooo cute & comforting, very fluffy.

our destiny in the stars - orphan account

explicit - remus is insecure about his (plus size, disabled) body and decides to try online dating where matches can’t see what the other person looks like. he meets sirius (trans, a teacher) and they uh - hit it off. this fic makes me smile so damn big. it’s just - it’s a classic, i’ve read it a million times.

whatever words i say - orphan account

sirius can’t stop acting out and it’s stressing out the rest of his band, so lily hires remus to keep an eye on him. obviously, they fall in love. a sweet lil band au.

a fool and his money - orphan account

explicit - chronically ill remus is roommates with regulus, meets his rich older brother and agrees to an arrangement: pretend to date sirius, show up with him to events - in exchange for money. y’all can guess where this is going and it’s so good. love a good sugar daddy/fake dating fic.

abyss by @titstraction

explicit - highschool au, remus & sirius are both on the track team and can’t seem to the same page. this fic is - so good. it’s very much a comfort read for me, but there are some heavy themes and transphobic jokes. this fic will hurt your feelings but it will also make you giggle and kick your feet and scream into your pillow.

have time to grow by queer_and_trashy

explicit - queer professor & amateur poet remus meets trans professional poet sirius - they try to get their shit together. hot & sweet and just, deeply deeply gay.

the entire rock n’ pole verse by @jennandblitz and fivepips

explicit - ace rock climber remus meets genderfluid dancer (mainly pole) sirius. this ‘verse is huge, there’s literally millions of words of it and y’all - i’ve read all of it. incredible ace representation, and overall just very sweet and sappy. mild angst, but everyone is in love & has a happy ending so don’t worry!

living like we’re renegades - orphan account

explicit - cheerleader sirius + journalist remus = everything i’ve ever wanted. i loooove this sirius so much they’re so gender.

the prettiest star ‘verse by raging_queer

tattoo artist sirius meets single dad remus - actually, sirius meets his child, teddy. sweet bonding with teddy looking up to Elder Queer sirius. very fluffy and comforting.

staying strangers by 3amandcounting

the texting fic, my fave of all-time. genderfluid sirius & demisexual remus. if there is one fic out there that will just make you want to open a window and yell about it to the other townsfolk - it’s this one. idek how to explain it, it’s just - it’s perfect.

also most of my fic features trans sirius, my masterlist is pinned!

disclaimer: this list is non-exhaustive, i know i’ve forgotten some, and i will be updating this tomorrow when i’m not half-asleep. and y’all, please reply with your fave trans sirius fics bc i want to read them all!!

#gonna reblog this tomorrow and add all my fave trans remus fics too!#@mutuals if i forgot ur fic i’m so sorry i’m on my phone and don’t have my full bookmark list i LOVE u #please add ur own recs!#trans sirius black #fic recs #wolfstar #ALSO i’m sure some of these authors do have tumblrs i just don’t know their urls or whatever so lemme know if i need to update my tags

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kit-williams · 29 days

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First Kiss part 2

So this is essentially a continuation/next part of the Fluffuary first kiss

This one more NSFW because of Palion/Slaanesh

Tag: @bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog @thevoidscreams @barn-anon

Nubin Bev can feel his hot lips sear against her own during that fuzzy time after the dragon claimed its stake over her body. She feels so tired... so lethargic... as how long has it been? How much pleasure has been dragged out of her body? Bev just wanted to be seen and feel like a woman again... and certainly the creature looming over her was eager to help with that.

The room smelt of sweat and sex and something distinctly Nubin... she whimpered softly feeling her eyes slip close as he cups the back of her head and pushes his tongue into her parched mouth. Even the warm saliva seems to sooth her but she feels so disoriented underneath his body. Naked bodies pressed against one another as he kisses her so tenderly compared to what memories of the past... while drifts into her mind.

She can feel how sore she is... how utterly weak and helpless she feels right now. But Bev can manage to pull her mouth away from his for a moment as the dragon above her laps his tongue against the side of her neck... tracing the junction of her ear, jaw hinge, and neck... lapping at it lovingly and lustfully.

"Nubin..." She whimpers out causing the dragon to pause over her... she could feel him grinning... her eyes adjusting and finally seeing the white teeth appear out of the darkness her eyes using the dim sliver of light that she is afforded. "No more... please... no more."

Such a dark rumbling chuckle leaves his chest unlike the usual mirthful laugh she was so use to. Bev was in the deep end uncertain exactly who this version of Nubin was over her was. His answer to her? He simply leaned in and stole another slow and tender kiss.

Sirus His moonlight blushed down at him as she with a few other women listened to the angel croon. Colorful fabrics flooded the windows as several dozen women looked down at him hoping perhaps that it was a caller for them but they could see the half curly blonde hair move in the tied back ponytail and could tell that it was Sirus crooning for his moonlight.

Her roommates grinned at her as they helped her put pins in her hair and wrap her up in such a lovely red shawl before she pulls away to go stop the poetic proses fluttering to other ears but her own. She rushes out the front door to the still crooning Sirus as she tries to pull him away.

Sirus picks her up so that the sand nor dust can share his darlings touch. He nuzzles the back of her head as he whispers softly to her how much he loves her. Moonlight on the other hand cannot stop smiling and her face hurts from just how much he makes her smile. She just turns around in his hold and pushes her painted lips to his to silence him and he blinks down at her as a bit of the fresh lipstick imprinted upon his own mouth. And for once she has left him speechless.

Zul She clung to him... he had taken to calling her Spaseniye...it was the first thing he thought of when freed from his rage... Salvation. She was trapped here... trapped with him as she looked as fearful as the slaves and sacrifices did. She couldn't use many of her tricks, as he saw it, the mist of blood suppressing her tricks.

Zul knew he needed to change who he was working with... he needs his Spaseniye. He made the mistake of showcasing her skills and his brothers had a moment of clarity... till Kreeg decided that he didn't want to share. Zul killed several of his brothers... she was his Spaseniye... him even allowing them to feel the cooling touch of her powers... to let them gaze into her eyes.

She cowers more as he starts to growl and snarl as she. was. HIS. Spaseniye flinches as Zul lunges into the corner she is cowering in. "Open them." He snarls as instinctually she closes her eyes tightly like a child trying to hide from the monster if she can't see it. The bruising grip on her chin and her eyes fly open as aquamarine like tears run down her cheeks seeming to take the swirling colors from her eyes into her tears as well.

His tongue smears blood upon her cheeks as he licks up those tears feeling the calm rush through him. Every part of her calmed him down... her hands on his scarred and muscled forearm... it felt like cool and clean water running over his skin. She was crying and he was there trapping her in the corner of his room licking up her tears. Her tears dried up as she whimpered just trying to pull away as Zul runs his tongue once more over her cheeks just licking up as much as her salvation infused tears as he could.

His rough tongue brushing far too close to her mouth... he could feel and hear the way Spaseniye sharply inhaled as his tongue met sensitive lips. He remembers... the hand holding her chin... his thumb presses against her bottom lip. His eyes unfocused yet hyperfocused on the way her mouth moves as she whimpers before he watches her lips part as she softly says his name. MINE.

Spaseniye feels the air leave her lungs as she is pushed back half bending back as Zul's mouth pushes against hers. It is a rough kiss like everything else she has experienced so far with Zul. Her small delicate hands grip fistfuls of his clothes. She feels disoriented as he overwhelms her like the raging madman that he is... leaving her no quarter as she just holds on and tries to remember to breathe. She whimpers as he pulls his mouth back to breath himself. His eyes scanning over those puffy lips as he can taste blood from cutting her now swollen bottom lip with his teeth. Her blood tasting sweet as sensations run down his spine.

Spaseniye feels the way Zul just pulls her to him as he can feel enough peace to rest. As she is once more trapped in his arms... and she just closes her eyes to rest as well.

Palion His muse did not trust him. Even after all of the gifts he has given her... his brothers say he should just take what he wants from the mortal. After all Slaanesh would embrace such heights of pleasure and desire from him but Palion refused such temptations! But he knew he was worshiping Slaanesh with this denial of his affections as they built up more and more to a dizzying HEIGHT!

His Muse looks at him from her nest as she just hides from the naked slaves eager to worship his form. He does his best to remain unaroused lest they do their best to try to help him and he can feel her stealing glances at him. The way her eyes dance across his back... he can feel her eyes on him. He dismisses the attendants, one looks disappointed clearly desiring his cock.

He walks over clothed now and done up as he looks down at her. She is wrapped in her nice robes as he looks her over with just affection in his eyes. "My darling muse. How beautiful you are this day." He says before brushing his mouth against the back of her hand.

Muse did not know what to think of her new 'master' she tried time and time again to get out of him what her purpose was. She wasn't a sex toy as he had several of those far more willing to be debased upon his cock. She wasn't a sacrifice... he wouldn't let her get away with so many words thrown his way or rejections of his desires. He refused to answer her... he held out a mask toward her as he would offer her some horribly revealing thing to wear or a robe to cover herself... and a mask that would go with either.

"Will you tell me what I am to you?" Muse asked again looking up at him with sad eyes.

"My Companion." Is all Palion said as he delicately fixed her hair that would still be covered up by her hood.

She looked up at him and he just smiled down warmly at her... his long white hair practically iridescent or perhaps incandescent was the word she was looking for... she swallowed softly. "Well I hope to be a good companion to you." She said before she pressed her lips against his ready to be jerked back and have his tongue shoved down her throat.

His claw like nails just ghosted over his painted lips and Palion just smiled, "Well someone's feeling affectionate today. We can go over that later what it means to be my companion my darling Muse." He says securing her mask and picking her up to go greet his adoring admirers.

Nakht He hummed softly as she trembled in the magic circle... her entire form was at his mercy... he could turn her into some dog shaped human if he so desired. That is what this spell allows him to do... Nakht looked at how there are the starting stages of a beak forming making her more in line with the feathery side of their lord.

He could in theory just finish it for her... give her such a beak and make that blessed mutation complete. His thumbs push away the formation of it as her mouthless cries of indignation but he shushes her as his thumbs work the flesh like a man works clay.

His eyes glow as he shapes his Birdie's flesh to how he knows... though he does shape them to be a little bit fuller... softer for his promised kiss in fixing her. She whimpers and tries to pull away as she feels more of her shift a bit... a few more feathers are added to make her a little bit more... appealing asymmetry. "Sit still lest I ruin my work leaving you damaged." He hisses out that last word.

"I just wanted my mouth fixed not changed!" She squaks back in her usual way, her feathers raising up in agitation.

"I'm just making you better." Nakht says laughing softly as he finally finishes adding a few more feathers and making the transition between the rough flesh of her hands a lot smoother... oh yes she was his beautiful Birdie.

She pouts and Nakht resists biting his bottom lip at the way her bottom lip is more pronounced now... he cannot wait to bite it himself. He conjours up a mirror for her to see and can see his darling Birdie's eyes glitter as she sees more feathers. Normally Nakht was not overly fond of the hybridization that can happen with some gifts... but how his Birdie adored her beautiful blue plumage, her claw like hands, and even her beak was beautiful to him.

"I should get-" She yelps as he pulls her to him with a lustful gaze in his electric blue eyes.

"Ah ah ah... the first part of our 3 part agreement." Nakht says leaning in his golden skin with his light blue tattoos upon his cheeks and hands and his tied back brown hair as he pushes his birdie down onto her back.

He bites his bottom lip as he will wait to give her large brilliant blue wings he fears she might try to fly away from him but he knows how beautiful she will look with them with such joy. The blush dances across her skin as she looks away. "F-fine take your stupid- MUMPH" She cannot finish as Nakht presses his mouth to hers.

His tongue delving into her mouth and rubbing against hers as he has been waiting to kiss his Birdie for so long. Years. Of meticulous planning gone to waste all because some fool attempted to ruin his Birdie; but it gave him a better opportunity and chance... oh yes... he moans into the kiss. This was so much better.

When he pulls away he's panting and goes back in to nuzzle her neck, his eyelids fluttering, just feeling utterly HIGH. Oh yes... this turn of events was SO much better.

"Now... who did this to you." He says with a dark malice in his voice.

#warhammer 40k #yandere space marine #yandere salamander #yandere blood angel #yandere world eater #yandere emperor's children #yandere thousand son #space marine #adeptus astartes #yandere adeptus astartes #yandere #salamander #blood angel #world eater #emperor's children #thousand son

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theresthesnitch · 1 month

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40 + 95 wolfstarbucks pleaseee <3

Ohhhh do you have any idea how much I love these tropes? I LOVE these tropes! This needs to be ridiculous so I don't accidently try to write it.

Play the trope mash up game with me!

40. Almost Kiss + 95. Sleep Intimacy

Following a quidditch injury, James is put on a regular medicine rotaion Unfortunately, it makes him sleep walk. Cue him waking up in (esbalished) Wolfstar's bed. The first time it happens, They wake up with james in the middle being spooned by both of them. Sirius and Remus are unaware that it's not just the two of them. Remus rolls over to kiss Sirius (and maybe start a little something) and *narrowly* misses kissing james. Profuse apologies, James thinks he just needs more sleep, goes back to bed. Sirius and Remus lock their door.

Remus has a weak overnight bladder, and he gets up to go pee. when he comes back to bed, James has crawled on top of Sirius, sprawled right across him, and Sirius is just cuddling him back, even as still-asleep James nuzzles under his chin. remus wakes him up again, puts him back to bed, and goes back to Sirius.

It doesn't happen or a few nights after that, and they assume it's just a weird coincidence. About a week later, Remus and Sirius go to bed naked after getting a little frisky before bed. When they wake up in the morning, James is sprawled completely naked in bed between them both, starfishing and pushing them both to the edge. Cue: did we do something last ngiht we don't remember? But no, they just slept, and sleepwalking james strikes again.

It's a few more nights of no incidents, then Remus wakes up to a middle of the night blowjob. "Oh, Sirius" followed by Sirius sleepily waking up next to him and "What?" Turns out that sleep walking has turned into sleep blowjobs. But what do they do now? Do they wake him up? is james going to be embarassed to find himself in this position? Is it even safe to wake someone who is sleep walking? (Don't tell them they did it the last time. they're rationalizing!)

Before they decide what they're going to do, Remus comes. (can you blame him? James does a really good blowjob!) James immediately turns and starts blowing Sirius and, well, he seems so intent on it. We can't stop him now. Can't wake him up and all that, right? And Remus really wants to watch, so... After Sirus comes, James wakes up and profusely apologizes for sleep walking again (seemingly not realizing that he's just blown both of them) and goes back to his bed. Remus and Sirius try to stop him, but james doesn't let them talk and goes to bed.

The very next night, Sirius wakes up with James cuddling him and two fingers deep into opening him up. He wakes Remus with a "what do we do?" and Remus immediately suggests that there's nothing for it but to see what James does. What else can they do? Which, inevitably, leads to Remus jerking off while Sirius is sleep-fucked by James. When James finishes, he rolls over and snores into Sirius's pillow, and well... they all go to sleep.

The next night (weird how we stopped skipping night? hmmm) and Remus wakes up the same way Sirius did--with james already two fingers deep inside him. Cue repeat of the night before, only in reverse. "What are we going to do?" "I guess you have to let him have his way with you!" "Oh noooo how terrible for meeeee"

The next night, James comes to their room and they're still awake. He stumbles into their bed, already naked, and and lands face first between them. He snuffles a bit into the pillow, and then reaches a hand back with conjured lube and starts prepping his own hole. They watch for a bit, again not sure if they should help or if that would be a bad idea (and also, like.... watching that is hot) until James says: "Are you two really just going to watch, or are you going to help out?"

(James only took the medicine for one night. He's been faking i since then. He makes it up to them by being the bottom of their eifle tower.)

#snitch answers asks #trope mash up game #this is so chaotically filthy #wolfstarbucks #they were all looking for an excuse anyway #there's an almost kiss in there #sort of

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charmstwit · 2 months

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Sirus vs Regulus duel lets fucking goooo

Before secondary genders return:

“Can you please just focus for ten seconds?” Regulus demands.

“I’m focused,” Sirius sniffs. “I’m focused on your terrible face.”

“I look like you, Sirius,” Regulus snaps.

“I don’t look anything like that,” Sirius says, gesturing to Regulus’s face. “Think we’ve got different fathers, really.”

“A garden worm for a father would explain your stupidity,” Regulus says.

“Second cousins for parents would explain yours,” Sirius says.

Regulus laughs, and Sirius grins, and for a moment they both forget what they’re meant to be doing.

Regulus remembers first, of course. He draws his wand. “Get back on task. I have to perfect this curse or Slughorn will write home to Mother.”

Sirius huffs. “You and I both know your form is already better than his ever will be.”

“Yes, and you and I both know he isn’t comparing me to himself, he’s comparing me to Mother’s standard and looking for ways to say I don’t meet it because it gives him an excuse to write her,” Regulus says.

“Do you think he’s hot for Mother?” Sirius asks.

Regulus frowns deeply. “Is that possible?”

“To be attracted to women? Yes, James has done it,” Sirius says.

“No, to be attracted to Mother,” Regulus says.

“Well Father isn’t, but he must’ve been. Twice, at least.” Sirius looks meaningfully at Regulus and then gestures at himself. Regulus scrunches his face up.

“Can we please just duel? I’d rather you curse me than talk about our parents enacting coitus,” Regulus says.

Sirius shrugs. “Confrigo!” He shouts, and a jet of fire shoots from the tip of his wand. Regulus dodges it, of course; he’s fast on his feet, and that’s his advantage between them. Sirius doesn’t have time to cast again before Regulus’s freezing curse comes firing back at him. He feels the cold first, and leaps to the side. The curse hits the brick wall behind him, a layer of ice spreading over it quickly.

The room lights up with purple light as Sirius shouts “Incutio!” The percussive wave of it bowls Regulus over, but a moment later he’s back on his feet, looking rumpled, which is dangerous. Regulus hates being rumpled. It makes him twice as vicious.

Sirius’s instincts prove correct when Regulus growls out “Vasto!” Sirius has to dive to avoid that one, taking shelter behind a suit of armor, which spares him the worst of Regulus’s curse. The wall behind him crumples into dust.

“Prick!” Sirius says.

“You wrinkled my shirt,” Regulus complains.

“You don’t have to kill me for it,” Sirius says.

“I haven’t killed you yet, you dramatic bowtruckle,” Regulus says. “You knew the curse I was practicing. Now get out here and duel me.”

Sirius grabs the suit of armor’s gauntlet and chucks it at Regulus. Regulus shouts, and Sirius uses the distraction to gain his feet and cast Expelliarmus, sending Regulus’s wand flying.

Regulus dives at it, but Sirius is faster. “Praeligo!” Sirius calls, and Regulus gives a squawk as ropes fly from Sirius’s wand, binding him tightly.

Sirius crouches down beside him, plucking Regulus’s wand up and mussing his hair. “I win.”

“You’re incorrigible,” Regulus grumbles.

“Your Vasto was excellent. Even Slughorn won’t be able to bitch about it,” Sirius says.

Regulus looks up at him, a hint of nerves in his eyes. “You’re sure?”

“Positive. Mother will be pleased,” Sirius says.

Regulus relaxes into his bindings. “Alright. Now untie me.”

“Absolutely not,” Sirius says. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out the funny contraption he stole from Remus–Moony called it a Sharpie, and Sirius isn’t sure what kind of magic it has, but it makes thicker, bolder lines than any quill Sirius has ever seen. He pulls the cap off and pushes Regulus’s head back. “Hold still. I’m claiming my prize.”

“What is that? That smells awful. What are you doing!” Regulus shrieks, squirming wildly.

“Drawing a dick on your head,” Sirius says. “Obviously. I won the duel.”

“Sirius! Don’t you dare! Sirius! Sirius!”

“Victor, spoils, dick on your head,” Sirius explains patiently. “Now quit wiggling or I’ll add an arse on your chin.”

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After secondary genders return:

“Really, you want to duel?” Regulus huffs. He unhooks his cloak and hands it to Kingsley. He looks amused, and Regulus wonders if Kingsley thinks he’ll win. Probably. Kingsley always has more faith in him than he does himself.

“Yes,” Sirius says, already down to shirt sleeves. He unbuttons the cuffs and begins rolling them up. “It’s good for you to get your arse handed to you.”

Regulus scoffs. He doesn’t roll up his sleeves. It's uncouth, undignified. Typical that Sirius would do it, revealing his arms and the way the muscles pull and relax as he moves. Ridiculous. Regulus would never. Besides, he doesn’t need it. “You think you can best me?”

“I know I can,” Sirius says. His wand is in his hand, his fingers flexing around it, testing his grip. “Or have you forgotten the number of times I beat you already?”

Regulus crosses his arms behind his back, wand in hand. He starts pacing, circling around Sirius who matches his strides. It’s an old dance, and they’ve long known the steps. “I haven’t forgotten, but there is something you are forgetting.”

“What’s that?” Sirius asks. His fingers twitch on his wand, and Regulus throws up a shield before the hex is halfway to him. The corner of Sirius’s lip lifts in amusement.

Regulus smiles in return, a lift to his eyebrow a challenge. “You’ve forgotten that I’m the Patriarch now.” Before he finishes speaking, he shoots a hex toward Sirius, and the duel begins.

It moves fast, the colors of the spells flashing across the space between them, met time and again by shield. Regulus feels alive, with the burn in his legs and the sharp sting of short breath in his lungs as he feints from Sirius’s spell just in time.

“You've gotten quicker,” Sirius says, sounding just as out of breath. He pauses, casting a shimmery protective bubble around himself as he pulls his hair up into a knot at the top of his head. Regulus could take him now, since the duel isn't really paused, but Regulus can see the shimmer of sweat on his neck and a single strand of hair that sticks to his skin and– well, he'll let Sirius have a break. It's fine.

“Perhaps you've gotten slower, old man,” Regulus says.

Sirius scoffs, and he fires off a hex as he brings his hands down from his hair. Regulus isn't fast enough, and the tickling hex lands before his shield goes up.

“You–ha, ha!–wanker,” Regulus says, trying to ignore the feeling. “I wasn't–wasn't ready!”

“Why not?” Sirius says. “Didn't Mother teach you better than that, little brother?”

Regulus breaks the hex with a growl, and his wand flashes as he flings spells at Sirius. Sirius deflects them easily. “Come on, Reggie, is that all you got?”

“Little Prince,” Kingsley says, his voice half-singing.

“Yes?” Regulus says as he fires off two more curses at Sirius.

“Are you holding back, darling?”

“Obviously,” Regulus says.

“What!” Sirius says. “Why the fuck would you do that?”

“It hardly seems fair to unleash on you,” Regulus says.

“Fuck off,” Sirius says. “You just want an excuse when I win.”

“Little Prince, I think it’s time to show him what you can do.”

Regulus inhales, flexing his shoulders and back, and reaches deep for that extra magic connected to the seal on his arm. He releases it, inhaling again as it fills him, warm in his veins.

Regulus holds his hand out and cracks the shield in front of Sirius. His brother’s eyes go wide as it visibly shatters to pieces. Sirius tries to recast it, but the spell won't take.

Regulus sends a few lazy hexes at him, which Sirius easily deflects. Then, he sends a series of spells so quick that Sirius cannot possibly avoid. the first that hits him is a tickling hex, followed by one that locks his arms to his side, and another that sticks his feet to the ground.

Sirius laughs, unable to stop, and his wand clatters to the floor. “S-st-stop!”

Regulus approaches him, canceling the tickling hex when he’s right in front of Sirius. “Are you done?” Regulus asks.

“Yes, fine,” Sirius says.

“Say I’m the best,” Regulus says.

“Absolutely not.”

“You have to say it or I won’t let you go,” Regulus says.

“I’ll get free eventually,” Sirius huffs.

Regulus flicks his wand and hits him with a tickling hex again, right in the ribs. Sirius laughs uncontrollably. “Say I’m the best.”

“Yo-you’re the best.”

Regulus taps his chin thoughtfully. “Say I’m your favorite brother.”

“You-’re my– only brother,” he chokes out between giggles.

“Say I’m your favorite brother and that you looooove me.”

“Ugh!” Sirius groans. “You’re m-m’favorite and I love you!”

Regulus cancels the tickling hex again. “Do you want me to let you go?”

Sirius huffs again. “Yes.”

Regulus grabs him by the jaw, turning his head up. “Say you owe me and you’ll do anything I want.”

Sirius’s eyes turn dark, and there’s suddenly cinnamon scented arousal surrounding them. Sirius swallows hard, and Regulus feels the motion beneath his arm. “Anything you want.”

For a moment, Regulus thinks about kissing him. It would be easy. He could just lean in, just press their lips together. He could just…

Regulus takes two big steps back toward Kingsley, flicking his wand to cancel the charms holding Sirius in place. He doesn’t look back when he says, “Good. I’ll collect later.”

#stay with me #stay with me universe #ask box #swm 1k ask game

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kafkasapartment · 1 year

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Did you ever read what they call Science Fiction? It's a scream. It is written like this: "I checked out with K19 on Adabaran III, and stepped out through the crummaliote hatch on my 22 Model Sirus Hardtop. I cocked the timejector in secondary and waded through the bright blue manda grass. My breath froze into pink pretzels. I flicked on the heat bars and the Bryllis ran swiftly on five legs using their other two to send out crylon vibrations. The pressure was almost unbearable, but I caught the range on my wrist computer through the transparent cysicites. I pressed the trigger. The thin violet glow was ice-cold against the rust-colored mountains. The Bryllis shrank to half an inch long and I worked fast stepping on them with the poltex. But it wasn't enough. The sudden brightness swung me around and the Fourth Moon had already risen. I had exactly four seconds to hot up the disintegrator and Google had told me it wasn't enough. He was right." They pay brisk money for this crap?

Raymond Chandler In a 1953 letter to his agent H.N. Swanson, Chandler’s clever and prescient parody of science fiction writing.

#science fiction #raymond chandler #writing #futurism #parody #history #historia #histoire #Retro #1950s #humor #literature #letters

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saintsenara · 1 month

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Dipping my toes into your unhinged ship asks with rather tame options: James/Remus, James/Sirius/Severus triad, James/Peter. Oooh and I think your answer to this will really tickle me - Voldemort/Remus.

In that vein: Voldemort/Lyall Lupin and Severus/Lyall Lupin.

thank you very much for the ask, pal! are these tame? not if i have anything to do with it...

remus lupin/james potter

answered here.

sirius black/james potter/severus snape

i actually really back this - both as a toxic triad and as marginally more functioning one - because each of the three is connected to the others in a distinct but overlapping way.

sirius and james have their rampant codependence - but it's a codependence in which james' life experience [above all his happy home life] makes his mutual entwining with sirius much less desperate and needy. he needs to be with sirius constantly because he's his best friend, sirus needs him because he'll forget how to breathe otherwise.

but sirius also has a mutual obsession with snape - which gives him an outlet for his feelings for james in the direction of someone who has a very similar experience of seeing the world.

and, if snape and sirius are rivals [homoerotic], then snape and james are rivals [rivals], which adds masculine flavour.

hot.

peter pettigrew/james potter

answered here.

remus lupin/lord voldemort

my controversial opinion is that this is - in fact - the most plausible pairing for voldemort with one of the four marauders.

one of the things that's really striking about voldemort - and, in particular, how the series, in its defence of the wizarding status quo ends up unintentionally making him look like quite an admirable political radical - is that he's the only political figure we encounter in canon who actually integrates non-human magical creatures into his worldview, to an extent that - as ted tonks says to griphook in deathly hallows - the majority of britain's goblins, centaurs, and werewolves are known to support him.

i think this is really interesting - especially how voldemort squares it with the death eaters who think his aim is pureblood oligarchy - and i also think it would allow a really interesting study of the struggle lupin [king of self-loathing] must feel between his gratitude to the "civilising" experience he's been granted by dumbledore and his desire to keep that mask in place and his conviction that he is a primal, savage beast who can't be restrained, especially if we assume this is taking place in the first war, when the wolfsbane potion hadn't been invented.

i think lupin would actually be fairly easily seduced by voldemort - encountering him as a spy in e.g. greyback's pack - dropping lots of pretty words about how werewolves will be allowed to live as their true selves, no more hiding, under his regime. and i also think that lupin's self-loathing would lead him to stay when it became apparent that voldemort was chatting shit, and that he has exactly the same contempt for werewolves [i.e. being happy to let greyback do his dirty work but refusing to let him take the dark mark] as everyone else.

[plus, lupin's irrelevance in the secret keeper plan must be read as an indication that sirius - and possibly james - were convinced that he was the death eater spy, so the other three would back it.]

lyall lupin/lord voldemort

they can be presumed to be reasonably similar ages, so i actually back this in the "it's 1966 and lyall's vibing in the office when a familiar - tom what the fuck has happened to your face?" way.

lyall lupin/severus snape

how dare you suggest snape has daddy issues.

now, if you'll excuse him, he has to go and fall to his knees before either dumbledore or voldemort.

#asks answered #asenora's opinions on ships #unhinged and deranged ships

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limetimo · 9 months

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RAB FICS I READ (June pt 1)

With a thief to the gallows by zvzam james and regulus conspire to get regulus out, james wants regulus to come too

the golden king by maladaptivewriting my god so good, regulus wakes up in 1991 as an 11 yeard old and wows to protect harry. oh and also he's pretending to be sirius' son from france

this thing was a masterpiece by mraudersmoon wolfstar with background jegulus

Of Lies and Cowards by ItsYlva

I'll keep you safe by Fenrir13 regulus gets chomped by grayback, here comes Werewolf Tutor Moony! This one is SO. GOOD.

Hogwarts Knows Better, Brother Knows Best by ItsYlva hogwarts and regulus prevent sirius suicide

Leaving And Growing Up by Engie_Ivy some fuckery gets explained and wolfstar is good to sail again

You’re Not On Your Own, Kid by rsbarelle

Mauvais jour de cheveux by Xo_flower Minnie McG can't deal with the black brothers' spats today. somebody has to, tho.

and the memories were lost long ago (but at least you have beautiful ghosts) by effing_potato (Kingdom01) ghost regulus helps remus destroy horcruxes, raise harry and clear sirius' name. very good.

Thinking Of You by aithusarosekiller regulus/remus

what is dead may never die by sisyphusss kreacher saves regulus and takes him to wolfstar

It Might Have Been A Nightmare by AQuietThinker sirius finds out about regulus' sacrifice

Nadir by Ceruleanembers regulus refuses to die

The Filth by ScreamingFae roseStarChaserKiller office sexy times

The Gryffindor Sweater by Trex_patronus in the afterlife, everyone makes fun out of REgulus for wearing Sirius' gryffindor sweater to the cave

tell them i was happy (and my heart is broken) by BlueSundayCake regulus dies for a bit but has to deal with the consequences of his own actions. unfair

Thing Like Stars in the Dark by toliveinthesky reguulus survives the cave but he's pretty chomped on and bedridden on sirus and remus' sofa. and there's also the matter of his muggleborn french girlfriend who just found out he's been using a fake name the whole time...

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by TakeSwimmingLessons pretty much your typical regulus runs away to alphard jegulus ensues fic

Nothing Fades Like the Light by Rollercoasterwords 1980s cowboys zombie outbreak jegulus wolfstar au. the angst is real and so delicious, happy ending.

Ice by soliloquy_dawn too hot for sex jegulily smut

Declared False Start by Wanderingdonut swimmer regulus

Dial Drunk by Wanderingdonut modern times brotherly angst

Maybe This Time (alternatively: once more, with feeling!) by ghostregulusfest, Wanderingdonut this is AMAZEBALLS!!!!! REGULUS BOSSES THE INFERI AND STARTS A TRAVELLING ACTING COMPANY

Pretty boy by soliloquy_dawn jegulus smut ft top reg in skirt

Dance of the Bacchantes by soliloquy_dawn aboverse sexy times

A Life Like This by ImpishTubist sirius, james and remus said bye-bye to the war and lived peacefully ever after. 23 years later they find out that Sirius' parents did the nasty and got him a much much much younger younger brother, who then nearly single-handedly ended the war and now he's here and wants to make friends. age diff Jegulus

Some Things Never Change by JBlackMalfoyRosier PWP sirius/regulus

This Spark Of Black That I Seem To Love by JBlackMalfoyRosier jegulus, rosekiller, starcahserrosekiller, sexy times and also some plot?

Aftercare by JBlackMalfoyRosier Regulus comes home from his top surgery and his bfs make him feel better

What Master Wants by odysseushatepage Kreacher/REgulus crack

Kreacher's glow-up by fr0gfairy1 Kreacher/REgulus crack

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This by Anonymous Kreacher/regulus getting married

Professor Black (WIP) by CLBoden AU where Snape is replaced with REgulus, it changes some things mostly general attitude

birch trees loom by AllLivesMatter CRYING SCREAMING LYING ON THE FLOOR Avengers/HP crossover, from Avengers 1 to Endgame, Refulus is Black Widow, Evan is captain america James is the hulk ect ect, prepate tissues and selfcare supplies before going it ♥♥♥♥♥

in the boughs of the fir-tree by AllLivesMatter more Evan's POV of the above re: his and reg's unfullfilled potential

Hurtin’ by Bunny17 sad jegulus cuddles

Regulus Black's Dating Guide for Beginners by altaiswrites fake-date your crush to real-dating, by Regulus Black, Regulus/Severus

t Runs in the Family by altaiswrites uncle alphard visiting the black brothers

Inescapable, I'm not even gonna try (And if I get burned, at least we were electrified) by RegulusBlackKinnieBecauseITooFearWater remus sirus and james having consensual kinky fun with regulus PWP

beg for divinity (in my breath) by grimstars jegulus PWP

Cruel Winds by BlueSundayCake regulus recruits severus for horcrux hunting

Innocence by SkyFireForever

Crownless King by SigynNightmare this was a good one

Shattered sanctuary by Coriaria *DE mission goes wrong* Refulus and Severus: well fuck. maybe lily will save our bollocks? I think it was a good one but it's been a month

Brighten the Dark by skeptique for onbeinganangel regulus is bakk and harry has hots for him

#fic rec #regulus black #tired ill do the rest later

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addisonstars · 9 months

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“hot and bothered”

written for day 3 of august for @wolfstarmicrofic prompt “hot”

cw: lightly implied nsfw (rated T)

605 words!

“Merlin, it’s hot.” Remus says, wiping his forehead, hand coming away slick with sweat.

“Yeah, 'cause’ I’m out here.” Sirius replies, with a classic response. He smirks and looks at Remus knowingly.

Remus chuckles, but rolls his eyes. He’s trying to plant some flowers in the flower box outside the window of their flat, but with Sirius right there, it’s making it hard for him to concentrate.

“Sirius dear, if you’re just gonna stand there, you might as well hand me the mini gardening hoe please.” Remus says

Sirius walks over and shimmies into Remus' hands. Remus looked confused at first, but then he realized Sirius's little joke.

He lets out an exasperated sigh, and pushes Sirius away, going to grab the actual tool. Sirius whines at the loss of contact.

“You know, if you maybe, I don’t know, helped, we could be back inside already.

“But there’s no fun in being helpful,” Sirus says, “but there’s a lot of fun in messing with you.” Sirius says, playfully punching Remus in the shoulder.

“Siri, if you keep this up I’m gonna lock you outside when I’m done.” Remus threatens, trying to just finish planting the seeds. This whole project should have been done about 30 minutes ago, but someone can’t seem to cooperate and keep away from Remus. Not that Remus is comparing, but he’s trying to work.

“Fine, fine, what do you need?” Sirius asks, attempting to help. However, he mutters ‘can never have a bit of fun, can I?’

Remus hears, and wanks Sirius to him. They meet face to face, almost close enough to kiss, but Remus will never let him. “Sirius, you’re a grown adult. Hush up and come help.” He lets Sirius go, but not without slapping his arse playfully.

Sirius stumbles, shocked because never, ever, in their dating and married life has Moony ever slapped his ass like that. Well, except if they’re playing in bed, but that’s totally different.

Sirius is shocked, and if the look on Remus’s face is any indication, Remus is too.

“Moooy, moony, what had gotten into you? Slapping my ass? That’s new, you naughty little boy.” Sirius says, mocking him. He wags his finger at him while speaking.

“Naughty?! Sirius, look at yourself.” Sirius was dressed in his boxers and cropped band tee shirt.

“What, you can’t blame me! It feels like a 100 degrees out here!”

“Yeah, well, you can at least put on some shorts for my sake.” Remus replies, picking up the seeds and sprinkling them in, and moving soil back over the seeds, covering them.

“Your sake,?” Sirius chides, “why shouldn’t it be mine? To be decent and not expose myself to the neighbours.” He says, waving his hand around to the acres and acres of land, unironically, without neighbours. “Or is my Moony getting hot seeing me without any shorts?” He says tauntingly.

Remus can feel the blush creeping up his neck and his hands slow down over the soil. He sets down the tools and wipes his hands on his dirty overalls. He looks Sirius directly in the eye and states calmly, “and if it was?”

Sirius looks him straight back in the eye and says totally serious, “I’m not so depraved and desperate to get it out out here, so what do you say Moons, the bedroom, in…30 seconds?”

Before he even finishes his sentence, Remus breaks out in a run and starts undoing the buttons on his overalls on the way to the room, not wanting to wait a minute more.

***

Later, Sirius and Remus are all hot and sweaty for a different reason.

fin. little bit of an fun one today tehe. have a great day today!! :)

- a.s.

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #remus x sirius #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar fic #hot #tehe

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shipsgaysfordays · 1 year

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for the @wolfstarmicrofic prompt mating, I had a really hard time trying to come up with a response, thought I would ignore this prompt, but then I thought about a joke from Doctor Who so I had to

I used the words: mating, cute, admirer, thirst, and lust

I never really do AU’s but I’ve seen people doing westerns lately and I wanted to see about doing that

“I just want a mate,” Remus sighed at the redhead next to him at the bar who he had recently been introduced to.

“You just want TO MATE?” Lily’s eyed were wide and hot like a million suns.

“No, I just want A MATE!”

“Well you’re not mating with me, cowboy!” Lily smashed her glass bottle on the floor, much to the amusement of the long black haired beauty passing by.

“A MATE, I just want A MATE, a friend,” Remus tried his might to emphasize his words.

Lily considered for a moment, about to say something, until the person behind her spoke.

“Wanna mate with me, darlin’?” The grey eyes stared into Remus’ soul, Remus prayed to anything up above that his soul wasn’t telling what his mind was yelling. YES, FUCK, OH GOD THEY’RE HOT AND COCKY, Remus blushed like the hottest of hot summer days.

Remus spaced out for what must have been eternity, because when his mind went back to his body Lily was hitting him over the head, “EARTH TO REMUS, are you with us?”

Remus pushed her away, “Yeah, yeah, stop hitting me. I’ve already got a headache, don’t wanna make it a concussion.”

“So his name is Remus,” the unfairly unnamed gorgeous cute gender-less being spoke.

“WHY are you still here?” Lily put her face in her hands, “WHY, I’d rather like to talk with my new mate without him falling mad in love.”

Remus coughed, “I’m…I’m doin’ just fine, they can, they can stay.”

“We could be a nice little trio, name’s Sirus,” Sirius held out their hand to Lily, she shook it, eyes squinting as she stared them down.

“I’m Lily, and as you already know, you’re little admirer is named Remus.”

Through the time that their exchange went on, a new barmaid started her shift. A beautiful green lacy dress that curved and showed quite a bit of the chest, she sauntered over to their corner of the bar.

“Y’all want any more drinks or refills?”

Lily stared.

Remus nudged her on the shoulder, “Yeah, I think my friend here’s quite a bit thirsty.”

Sirius chuckled as Lily shoved Remus back. She tapped along the counter, “Yeah, yeah I’d love a refill, and maybe an escape from these gay disasters.”

“Don’t think I can help you there, I’m probably just as bad if not worse,” the lady bit her lip, a lustful attempt at seducing the woman across from her.

“One of us, one of us!” Sirius and Remus started chanting enthusiastically, the bar maid (they later learned her name was Mary) joined in too, and exacerbated Lily ended up joining as well.

#marauders #marauders era #the marauders era #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #the marauders #wolfstar fic #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar fanfic #marylily #marylily fic

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munsons-mutiny · 1 year

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Okay hear me out, we know the blood protection on Harry was real because Quirrel burned in Sorcerer’s Stone right? But we also know this was overcome in Goblet of Fire when he took Harry’s blood to resurrect himself. From that moment on did the blood protection even have an effect? Like Voldemort could’ve and almost did kill him in the graveyard that night. So what protection was it really offering??

More importantly all the times we did see it work, were while Harry was at school far away from Petunia and any other possible blood relative. So what the hell was the point of Harry returning to the Dursleys every summer and being treated like trash??? I’m not convinced the blood protection offered anything substantial past Goblet of Fire, or that Petunia being close to him was ever a prerequisite for it. Especially since the whole the protection breaks when he comes of age thing is weak at best, and logically unsound at worst.

So what if it the protection really was useless past Goblet of Fire and Dumbledore sent Harry back to the Dursleys as a control move. Harry had to be malleable and thankful towards Dumbledore, reminding him what Dumbledore and Hogwarts saved him from is a sure fire way to accomplish that. In fact Dumbledore is the only one who seemed to benefit from the Dursley’s and Harry’s continued association. It certainly wasn’t beneficial for the Dursley’s who ended up in witness protection (should’ve been prison but here we are) and had their son attacked by dementors. But Dumbledore begged.

Heck I think we all know in Prisoner of Azkaban that Dumbledore could’ve saved Sirius if he wanted to, could’ve used penisieve, or versuitium, with his numerous ministry contacts to fix the situation.

Yet he didn’t. He let Sirus be a fugitive, and then even kept him under house arrest and isolated him from Harry. All while using how thankful they were towards him to keep them following his orders.

This all applies to Lupin as well, who should’ve been next in line to take Harry once Sirus was in prison. But after running missions for the order that fractured his relationship with his best friends because he couldn’t tell them anything. After sacrificing everything he had to do what Dumbledore asked of him. He was sent on his way to figure it out for himself. He was poor and unable to find employment, and Dumbledore didn’t care until he needed him to teach at Hogwarts. And really only needed him to do so as another pawn against Sirus due to their past friendship (relationship fight me). Even when he ends up quitting he tells Harry it’s because Dumbledore has done enough for him. Like he’s still indebted to him for even allowing him to go to Hogwarts in the first place.

This got off topic and turned into generic Dumbledore bashing, but the point is Dumbledore is not above manipulating people with underhanded tactics, and people feeling they owe him is his favorite. He absolutely would’ve kept sending Harry back to the Dursleys despite the abuse simply because it kept Harry indebted to him. He would’ve minimized Sirus’ relationship with Harry and made sure that Harry couldn’t leave the Dursley’s for one reason or another. I think it may just all be another way Dumbledore moved everyone around like chess pieces, and is another way he could’ve been a giant piece of shit.

In summary fuck Dumbledore all my homies hate Dumbledore.

And JK too, that TERF would write a story glorifying Dumbledore and Sn*pe like they were anything other that flaming hot piles or garbage.

#this is not a Harry Potter blog #except for when it is #and tbf usually when it is it’s Wolfstsr related #which did sneak into my argument because I have a problem and it’s Remus Lupin #Harry Potter #Remus Lupin #sirus black #wolfstar #Dumbledore #anti dumbledore #dumbledore bashing #albums dumbledore #fuck jkr

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kit-williams · 2 months

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Picnic

Male Lead: Tulio Female Lead: Psychi Universe/AU: Warhammer 40k/Yandere Space Marine Canon Status: Set after when she gets traded/sold to his buddy and Tulio has started courting... yes its canon until I say otherwise

note: it was a real close race that ended with Tulio, Sirus, and Arkyn/Nakht. Sirus pulling ahead of sweet boy Arkyn at the very end. But I was also informed that I've created one of those super ultramarines the ones with plot armor.

Psychi was doing her best to settle in with her new master... in this new standing. She could tell that there isn't much need of her around which makes her nervous as it makes her wonder why she was bought. She is thankful that she gets to see Lord Tulio far more as she still must think of a way to pay him back for saving her life. Yet every attempt has been thwarted and foiled leaving her more and more nervous as to how she can pay the astarte back.

The grass green eyes that meet her own eyes as she bites her bottom lip... there's been a suspect lack of things for her to do today and what little she can find to do then here comes Tulio. She's far from some young maiden who shirks her duties to go romp around with other youths... "I don't-" Psychi starts.

"And I can get you out of any trouble you would get into." He croons at her softly as he picks her up and steals her away during the early morning rays and she can't help but let out the softest giggle as he spins her in his arms as she looks at the bag of food.

"What's this Tulio?" She asks softly.

"Lunch!" He says happily, "And I have a gift for you!" He says with such a smile in his eyes as she looks up at him with expectations, "Close your eyes." He purrs into her ear and she can't help but shiver at the hot breathe rolling over the shell of her ear. She could feel the weight of something upon her neck and then the tightness of a choker.

She opens her eyes as she rubs her throat feeling the small smooth stone around her neck. "I got you an amber choker! It looks so pretty on you!" She feels her cheeks heat up as she is surprised about the fact that he had gotten such a gift.

"Are you alright?" Tulio says with some concern in his voice.

"Yes I'm just... flustered by the gift. I wasn't expecting such... such a gift." She manages to say.

She yelps once again as she is picked up as he walks to where he wants to spend the day with her. The grassy hill by the stream is a wonderfully warm yet close to shaded spot as Psychi is placed down and their picnic can begin.

Sweet figs and honey mixed with meats and cheeses. Tulio for his part regaled her with poetry and prose... watching her wade into the stream to cool off as the two of them also watch the fish swim by.. and even Tulio catching two for something a bit later as the two of them continue to stay out until the stars start to come out as she and Tulio eat the fish and the remainder of the food that Tulio had brought for them.

She leans against his arm just looking up at the stars as he is talking about the different constellations and also the different campaigns in certain sectors. He pulls her close as she tells him what she knows about the stars, very limited, and stories and tales of what she knows passed down orally as she feels his hands pet her form and her head.

Psychi doesn't even realize she drifts off against Tulio smiling as she listens to his voice drone on and on about something she can't quiet remember but it hardly matters as she feels wanted in this brief moment and once more she hopes she can make it up to him someday.

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#warhammer 40k #yandere space marine #space marine #yandere ultramarine #ultramarine #ultrahusband #OC: Tulio #psychi #tulio x psychi #x reader #space marine x reader #fluffuary #fluffuary2024

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flutterblack · 9 months

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The day James Potter fell in love.

It had rain the whole day. Not a warm summer rain but a cold stark rain. The clouds gray and despaired to cry.

Quidditch practice should have been that morning, but Frank canceled it because of the cold rain.

James did go anyways. He flew through the rain and shoot the quaffle at the the rings.

As he went back to the castle, he was soaking wet.

Water drops from his cloak and his hair. It was a good morning, though. It would have been brilliant if Marlene or Sirus or Frank or anyone from his friends would have been there to practice with him.

But it's fine. He will have a good day anyway! Just in an hour is breakfast!

He sees the black lake in the distance and then he reaches the big gates to hogwarts. Noone is out yet. Everything is quiet.

James loves those quiet mornings.

In a view windows he can see light and shadows. Students waking up, getting ready for breakfast, for the day.

His eyes catch one of the smaller towers near the entrance. And there he is.

He can barely see him through the rain.

He's reading. James never really noticed that he does that, though it kinda makes sense to him that he does.

James wonders what he's reading, and now he wonders why he want to know that? James isn't a big reader. Actually no, the only books he reads are for school and even them he doesn't read fully.

And still, he would like to know what he reads. Maybe ask him about his favorite character? Is it a romance book? Does he read romance? In james' mind he does.

The boy looks up from his book and down at the garden. He will not see James, why should he? But he looks anyway, and catches James' silhouette on the ground.

Does he even know that it's James?

He probably can't see him that good.

No he doesn't know. Why does James want him to know?

No. He doesn't.

The shadow on the tower shakes his head, James barely sees it. He looks down at his book again.

Wow

James really wants a hot shower now.

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shuddupsiky · 2 months

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The glow up of the 20th century

Sirius and James stepped onto the busy platform, where the Hogwarts express train sat in all its shiny glory. James was whispering to him all the people he could see who had gotten a glow up over the hols. Peter was waddling mechanically over to them, heels getting caught on the front of his trolley a few times.

“And then there’s Lily, obviously, and Frank is looking pretty good, oh fuck pads look at-,” James was interrupted by Peter, who had finally made it to them.

“Alright lads?”

“Alright Pete,” Sirius murmured back, barely hearing him. He was too busy looking for someone.

They hadn’t seen Remus all Hols! Neither did he write back – to any of them! He was probably too busy out hanging with his cool London friends. Sirius felt such strong resentment toward them, merely for the fact that they’d taken his their moony away from him them!

Okay.

So maybe Sirius had the slightest, smallest, practically miniscule crush on Remus.

But it really wasn’t his fault! It was Remus’s, for being so fucking hot!

As James and Peter were stuck in conversation about the dick size of Mick Jagger, they started heading toward the train. Sirius followed them like a lost puppy, stepping into the train and going to their usual compartment.

“Sirius…Sirus? SIRIUS!”

“Hm? What? Whassup?”

“You went away with the fairies for a bit there mate. I was just gonna ask if you’re fine with Remus sitting next to you,” James said with a knowing look. Both the boys knew about his ‘barely there’ crush on Remus.

“Yes,” Sirius replied, practically straight away. Maybe a little too fast. James and Peter shared a look. Sirius fucking hates when they do that!!

Every time a person walked past their compartment, Sirius would look up quickly, only to realize that its not Remus and look back down again.

Cool it Black!

He saw someone walk past in the corner of his eye. Its probably not moony, just rela-

“Alright boys?”

James squealed like a schoolgirl. He always gets excited when the group reunites. Sirius rapidly looked up and – oh. Oh fuck. Now there’s someone who has had a massive fucking glow up.

“Hi Remus!!” James all but yells.

“Alright thanks mate,” Peter replies, wincing a bit from James’s excessive volume.

Nodding his head at James and Peter, just once, he smirked and pulled his luggage in, slumping down in the seat next to Sirius.

Remus was… well he was really bloody hot. His curly golden locks that once sat around his head, had been shaved around next to his ears, into a mullet. He must’ve gotten a tan somehow in grimy grey London because his skin was practically glowing, all tanned. Of course, he had yet another growth spurt because he was even fucking taller than before, and he’d really… filled out. Broad shoulders, his arms were bigger, his jumper was a little more tight fitting and fuck if Sirius didn’t love it. Couldn’t help that his gaze went down to Remus’s hands, nearly moaning at the fucking size of them, at the slightly chipped nail polish someone had done on his nails.

You know what they say about guys with big hands-

Remus looked at him, still smirking and nudged him with his shoulder.

“Alright pads? Good summer?”

Sirius just stared at him, before processing that Remus was talking to him.

Y-yeah thanks moons. Good summer. You?” Sirius stuttered out, smiling at him softly. He looked at James and Peter across from them and saw them making kissy faces at each other. Fuck off guys.

Remus smiled back. “Yeah, great summer. Hung out with my mates from London for a bit, then me an’ my ma went to Fiji, can you believe?”

Oh. That explains the absence of letters and writing. And the fucking tan.

“Wow that’s so cool Remus! My hols weren’t as exciting as that, mostly just James and I bumming around the local town he lives close to. Which is still like 30minutes away because he lives in buttfuck nowhere.”

“Oi! The easygoing Potter lifestyle clashes with big city pace! Besides you live there too!”

“You can shove the ‘Potter lifestyle’ right up your arse where it belongs mate,” Sirius retorts, snorting.

“What? S’not just me! Pete lives out there too! Wormtail back me up here!”

Peter held his hands up in surrender. “Hey, it was my parents choice, not me. I think I’d prefer to live in London with Remus to be honest with you.”

“Oh. Well then. Fuck you too Wormy.”

Remus had his head thrown back, laughing openly and loudly. In a position like Sirius’s, he couldn’t not miss an opportunity to stare at the expanse of neck, dotted with fading hickies. Fuck.

“I forgot how fucking stupid you lot are. ‘Specially you pads,” he looked at Sirius, with a downright obscene smirk playing on his lips, practically begging for Sirius to retaliate.

“Oh fuck off! I’m the most smart!”

And so, that’s how the train ride went, the whole way there. Playful banter, little jabs, and laughter. When they arrived at Hogwarts, Sirius’s was sure he was in love.

Fuck you Remus Lupin.

#remus x sirius #wolfstar #cute #mullet Remus #marauders #i love them #remus knows what hes doing

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saintsenara · 7 months

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10, 16, 21? :)

Not on the list, but I’m curious if there’s any ship or character that you liked at one time, but no longer like, or at least now avoid, due to their fandom characterization?

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

the answer to the final question is that i'll try most things, and that while i dislike a lot of popular fanon characterisation - especially of sirus - it doesn't put me off reading e.g. wolfstar if it's recommended to me by someone whose opinion i trust.

but. it's fair to say that i avoid most things which feature hermione prominently. she's by far my least favourite main character in canon, but i can at least value that she's an extremely morally complicated person. but fanon hermione, who has never done anything wrong in her life, sends me running in the opposite direction.

10. what is the worst part of fanon?

weasley bashing, especially in relation to ron.

so often ron is turned into either a sentient potato who can do nothing but eat or a violent boor who can’t wait to say mudblood and beat hermione up for wanting to be something than a housewife (or sometimes, if the author’s feeling indecisive, both).

but ron is a legend. he’s emotionally mature, kind, funny, loyal, rational, an excellent strategist, and a fully-realised human being who fucks up and then tries to make amends. his love for harry and hermione is astonishing, neither of them would be alive without him, and he deserves more respect.

the same is true of his family - especially molly, who gets a really bad showing in so much fan-fiction [my unpopular opinion? she’s right to tell sirius off! good for her for being the only adult in the series who doesn’t automatically accept the idea that children eventually having to fight is a good or inevitable thing!]. the weasleys are iconic and harry would be nowhere without them, and fics which jettison them as soon as possible so harry can become friends with someone richer need to tighten up.

16. what is a trope, characterisation, headcanon etc. that you can’t understand why people like?

preternaturally suave fanon snape.

in the grand scheme of things, i blame the films for this [my other unpopular opinion? alan rickman had no idea how to play snape! sue me!], but it’s something which has really found its way into snape-centric romance stuff in fan-fic. i’m sure some people must really like the idea of snape being brooding and hot and an attentive, chivalrous partner who sends flowers daily just because - to each their own - but i prefer my snape feral and grimy.

[i also really don’t like the fact that suave snape is usually presented with a caveat that he’s actually hot and harry was just being a dick - i’m sure harry’s description of snape isn’t particularly kind, but also unattractive, weird men are just as deserving of love as gorgeous ones. let snape be ugly and fuck.]

21. what part of canon do you think is overhyped?

i literally don't give a shit about hedwig dying. oops.

#choose violence ask game #asks answered

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