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acewitch-writes · 4 months
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I love Canon Remus and all of his flaws. Enough of this "Casanova of Gryffindor Tower" BS, Remus is the cowardly lion of Gryffindor tower. He values bravery because it is something that he lacks and yet still strives to be. He has an ingrained sense of shame and self-loathing and an inferiority complex that stems from society's contempt and marginalization towards Lycanthropy, a condition he was cursed with from a very young age. He wasn't a leader, he was a follower. A blind follower who believed to his core that he was unworthy of love and respect because of what he was.
Which opens the door to what I believe to be Remus' greatest flaw: His unwavering, unquestioning devotion to Albus Dumbledore.
I think Remus saw Dumbledore as the perfect encapsulation of Good. He was everything that Remus desperately wanted to be, everything that society was determined to believe a werewolf could never be. And maybe, if Remus could earn (and cling to) Dumbledore's favor and make him proud, he would prove to the world and himself that he is Good, too, in spite of his lifelong curse.
Remus felt that he owed Dumbledore a debt he could never hope to repay for allowing this chronically ill little boy into his school when no werewolf before him had ever been given such an opportunity. So many of Remus' choices in canon stem directly from this imagined debt that he had dedicated his life to paying. Hell, he didn't even hold a grudge against Snape for OUTING HIM to the entire wizarding world simply because Dumbledore trusted him.
Remus trusted Dumbledore wholeheartedly. And Dumbledore personally saw to Harry's placement with the Dursleys. Why should Remus have considered, for even a moment, that Harry wasn't safe? Certainly far safer than he would have been with a monster in close proximity, as Remus believed himself to be. In his mind, staying away from Harry was what was best for Harry. Until Dumbledore needed a favor, that is.
It's reductive to suggest that Remus failed Harry (and by extension, James) for putting his trust in Dumbledore to do right by Harry. James and Sirius trusted Dumbledore, too. They all did. Stripping away all of the nuance and blaming the abuse Harry suffered on Remus is simply unfair. NO ONE helped Harry, not even those who were fully equipped to do so, and Remus was the farthest thing from being equipped to take that on, what with being an impoverished werewolf living in a society that reviles his very existence. The only person who could have saved Harry from the abuse was the very man that placed him in that home, the very man that Remus revered with blind conviction.
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lupinmoonlight · 2 months
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Hi! Could you write an alpha prof!remus x omega reader in heat. He gets her to his office after lessons to offer help and she agrees to spend the night( breeding kink)
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Alpha, please.
Summary - You are an omega about to experience her first heat. Professor Lupin offers to help and you end up getting railed in the Shrieking Shack (3,416 words).
Warnings - teacher/student relationship, omega verse, alpha!remus, omega!reader, breeding kink, unprotected sex, dubious consent because reader not very in control, age gap, my grammar (english is not my first language), not proof read.
Notes - Throwing this here and RUNNING AWAY. I am SO sorry for the delay, I was hit by a bus (jk lol i'm just burnt out). On a serious note, this was my first time ever writing something in the Omegaverse. Sorry if it sucks :( Thank you to everyone for your patience. I will eventually get to your request!
He noticed your scent before noticing you- a wave of pure, unadulterated omega scent that struck him like a physical blow, a visceral assault on his senses. The classroom, usually a blend of various scents, was now entirely dominated by this scent. Your scent, one of an omega on the cusp of her first heat yet blissfully unaware of it but one that Remus, an alpha, sensed with every fibre of his being. It was rich, sweet, intoxicating, awakening a primal need he had learned to control years ago. An almost uncontrollable need to own, to mark, to protect, to make his. 
As an alpha, the presence of an unclaimed omega, especially one as evidently oblivious to their own nature as you, was concerning. Why were you there without suppressants? How could you not know what was about to happen to you? It was dangerous. Both for you and for any other alpha around, yet there you were, looking as calm and serene as if it were just another day. 
You took a seat at the front of the class, your eyes glued to him. He was tall, commanding, exuding the authority and confidence of an alpha and you hated to admit how much it drew you in. Deep down, you were not interested in following the traditional roles of your status. You didn't want to submit to anyone. The thought alone filled you with dread...except right now. 
The class began and Remus found himself incapable of focusing on his carefully prepared lecture, distracted by the powerful need for something he didn't even allow himself to entertain. It was like all his senses were heightened. He could hear everything, feel everything. Too much. 
The lecture drew to a close, and you began to slowly pack up your belongings, your mind unconsciously reluctant to part from your professor. He made you feel so- 
"Y/N, may I have a word with you before you leave?" Remus asked. His voice was calm but it held an underlying urgency that he hoped you wouldn't notice. 
You looked up to him, your eyes wide and innocent, and in that moment, it felt like you would've done anything this man asked you. What was wrong with you? 
"Yes, Professor Lupin?"
He cleared his throat, attempting to appear casual. 
"Y/N, I... uh, I need to discuss something somewhat personal with you, and I apologize for the discomfort," he began. 
Your brows knitted in confusion, your posture tense. "Something personal, Professor?" 
He paused, gathering his thoughts, carefully selecting his next words. "I've noticed...that is, I've sensed...that you might be approaching a significant time that's inherent to your nature as an omega." 
Your expression shifted from confusion to embarrassment, unsure where he was going with this. "I- I'm not sure to understand, Professor... what do you mean?" 
Remus hesitated, his instincts as an alpha to protect and take charge clashing with his respect for you and your autonomy. "It seems that uh... you're about to experience your first heat, Y/N. It's a critical time for an omega, and it can be very dangerous if you're not prepared or aware." 
Your eyes widened, your embarrassment escalating into fear. "My first heat? But... I- I didn't know... I thought I had more time before... before that happened," you admitted shyly. 
Remus nodded, trying to appear comforting despite the turmoil raging within him. "It's unpredictable at times, especially the first one," he assured you. "It's imperative that you have a safe place and proper care during this period, especially considering that... well I assume, considering you haven't been on any suppressants." 
You looked away, uncomfortable. "No... no I haven't."
"That's okay. That's why I'm offering to help. I can provide a safe place for you, ensure that you have what you need to get through this safely. It's not ideal... but I cannot, in good conscience, let you face this alone." 
You suddenly wanted this very much, despite your habit of fighting your inner nature at every turn- no. You were not going to be a weak, vulnerable omega who needed an alpha to protect her. You could manage. You would manage. This was no big deal. 
"I can handle it myself, Professor," you said, trying to sound confident but failing pretty miserably. 
"I understand, but I assure you, my intentions are solely to offer protection and support. I wouldn't suggest this if there weren't a genuine need." 
At that moment, you weren't sure if he was just very good at being persuasive, or if your pathetic omega nature begged you to bend to his "protection". 
"Are you sure?" the question coming out more as a challenge. 
"Yes, I am. It's my responsibility as your professor and as an alpha to ensure you're safe," he affirmed. 
"O-okay, fine." 
"Just come to my quarters at the end of the day. I'll have everything prepared for you. We'll make sure you're as comfortable and safe as possible," he instructed and this time, his tone was firm, leaving no room for you to argue back. 
You simply nodded and made your way out of the classroom. The conversation had left you disoriented. Your lifelong determination to maintain independence and resist alpha authority was now clashing with an inexplicable trust in your professor. 
You had never expected your first heat to come so suddenly. You thought there would be signs to prepare you, like most other omegas. But no. It was just there. And what was more embarrassing was that it wasn't you who found out first. It was an alpha. And your professor, at that. 
You seriously considered not going to his quarters that night. Not because you were scared or didn't trust him, but just for the shame you felt. That shame, however, was quickly overshadowed by fear. You knew what could happen to unclaimed omegas who were in heat and who didn't take suppressants. Not all alphas were as kind as Remus. Some of them were vile predators ready to pounce on the first vulnerable omega they smelled. Somehow, you knew- rather inherently felt, that Remus wasn't like that. 
Swallowing your pride, you made your way to Professor Lupin's quarters, your stomach an absolute mess from the strange blend of anxiety and odd sense of security. 
Remus was already out by the door, a small bag in hand, a gentle smile, albeit somewhat anxious, expression gracing his face. 
"Thank you for coming, Y/N. I know this must be overwhelming," he said, trying to keep his voice soft and reassuring. 
You nodded, not sure you could trust your voice in that moment. 
He offered a small smile, then gestured for you to follow. "We're not staying here. I have a safer place in mind." 
You obeyed silently, following him through the corridors and then outside, the only sound being the small vials of potion clinking in the bag and the soft thumping of your feet on the wet grass. 
You had no idea where he was taking you, but it didn't matter. In that moment, you were quite literally trusting him with your life, and you hated that. 
Stopping before the Whomping Willow, Remus motioned for you to wait at a safe distance, and you watched in awe as he expertly pacified the violent tree, revealing a hidden entrance to an underground passage. 
Without questioning him, you proceeded in silence, making your way through some damp, sketchy tunnels. This was definitely not how you had expected to have your first heat and your need to be with him was growing stronger and stronger. In normal circumstances, you should have been scared, terrified even, following a grown alpha to Merlin-knows-where, but you actually were starting to feel desperate, aching for something you couldn't explain. 
You finally emerged into an old, creaking building, full of dust and looking like it was about to fall apart. Despite this, fresh blankets were laid out on the bed, candles provided a soft light, making it look somewhat comfortable. 
Remus carefully set down the bag of potions and turned to you, looking a bit sheepish. 
"It's not much, I know. But this place has been a refuge of sorts during my time here as a student... it's secluded, away from prying eyes and other... influences," he explained, deliberately vague about the deeper reasons. 
You looked around, taking in your surroundings. He was right, this wasn't much, but it was safe. "Thank you, Professor Lupin." 
"Please, call me Remus here," he insisted gently. "I'll let you settle down. I'll be just next door. If you need anything, just call for me."  
"Thank you, Remus." 
In the adjacent room. Remus sat rigidly, every muscle tensed, focusing on every breath, attempting to anchor himself to his resolve. He was battling his own nature, his instincts, usually so well-contained, were now threatening to overwhelm him, fuelled by your potent scent. It had been years since he'd felt such a primal pull, and he had never acted on it. So he sat, focusing on deep, steadying breaths. it was all he could do to maintain control. 
Meanwhile, you were beginning to experience the torturing onset of your heat. It was a violent assault of unfamiliar sensations, confusing, intense, leaving you feeling profoundly alone yet achingly in need of something- something, specifically Remus. The room felt too large, too empty, yet suffocating. 
Unable to bear the isolation and the escalating ache, you called out, your voice echoing a desperation you barely understood. "R-Remus... Remus, please... I don't know what's happening to me." 
Remus hesitated at the door, his hand clenched around the frame. "Y/N, I'm here. Tell me what you need," he encouraged.  
"I need... I need... I feel like i'm losing my mind. I need... I don't know," you stammered, your confusion and need radiating from you in a way that tugged relentlessly at Remus' instincts. 
He stepped just inside the room, his expression a mix of concern and fear- for you, for himself, for the line he was terrified of crossing. "I know, I know. I understand. It's your heat... and it's strong. But I brought something that might help," he said, retrieving a vial from the small bag he had brought. "Drink this; it should ease the symptoms." 
You took the vial with trembling hands and drank the potion, your eyes never leaving his as he sat cautiously at the edge of the bed. 
"Why is this happening to me like this? Shouldn't the potion work immediately?" you asked, panic evident in your tone. 
"It should, but... your heat seems to be very strong. Let's just wait for a moment. I'm here." 
"Remus... it's not working. Please, I need..." 
"I know what you need, Y/N. But I can't give it to you. We have to wait it out. It's going to be alright." 
This wasn't going to do. Being far from him was painful. Being close to him without getting what you needed what torture. You needed him in a way you had never needed anything else before. You needed him to consume you, to take you, to mark you, to breed you. 
"Alpha, please," you whispered without even meaning to. The moment the words left your lips, Remus froze, his heart racing as every fibre of his being, of his soul, responded to that word. It was spoken with such raw need that it resonated with the very essence of his being. His resolve shattered, not out of defeat, but out of an overwhelming need to fulfill his role as an alpha. 
Before you could react, you were flipped onto your stomach, the sound of a low growl reaching your ears. You were not even in control of your body anymore. Your instincts were controlling you, and you desperately raised your hips, presenting yourself to him in the most intimate way. 
The sight made Remus' blood travel south immediately. Already hard, he yanked down your trousers before unbuckling his own. You raised your hips higher, whining pathetically, desperate for him to take you. As he looked down at you, his cock throbbed with need and he knew then, there was no going back. 
"Please, alpha," you begged again, your voice trembling. "I need... I need you." 
"Fuck..." he growled, reaching down to position himself at your slick entrance. "I'm sorry," he started, his voice trembling, "this is the only way I know to help you." 
You closed your eyes, bracing yourself for the pain and pleasure that would soon consume you. "Please," you whimpered, "I need this." 
With a grunt, Remus pushed himself into you, your bodies connecting in a way that was both deeply intimate and primal. You gasped at the intrusion, your body trembling as you felt him filling you. 
He felt you tighten and tense as you tried to accommodate his size, your body reacting instinctively. "Relax," he instructed, his voice a low rumble. "You need to relax. Let me take care of you." 
His words, the authority in his tone, something deep within you responded. You forced yourself to relax, even as you felt his girth stretch you. He hissed in pleasure as he felt you accommodate him, your tightness almost too much. 
"That's it, good girl," he rasped out, one hand coming to rest on your lower back to steady you. His hips snapped forward, burying himself fully within you. 
You moaned, your entire being blissfully consumed by the feeling of fullness. 
"Are you alright?" he asked, staying very still within you. 
You could only nod before another desperate plea escaped you. "Yes, alpha... please, more."
At that, he allowed his instincts to fully take over. His hands gripped your hips painfully, and he began to move, his thrusts deep and powerful. A part of him was urging him to be gentle, but the other part, the alpha, was screaming at him to take what was his, to claim, to mate, and it was too strong to resist. He needed to feel you beneath him, to lose himself in the pleasure of your connection. 
You clung to the sheets, your nails digging into the fabric as Remus continued to rut into you. Your body rocked with every thrust, and soon enough, the pain began to fade, replaced by a blissful warmth that spread through your body. He knew he was taking a risk. A huge risk. But he couldn't help himself. He needed you, and you needed him. 
"Fuck, Y/N," he grunted as he continued his relentless pace. He leaned over you, his chest against your back, your bodies moulding together as though they were made for each other. "You feel so good," he growled low in your ear, his voice deep, rasping, reflecting his unending hunger. 
Each of his movement was sharp, controlled yet desperate, a constant rhythm of push and pull and he delved deeper into you, the pulsing throb of him only heightening your pleasure. 
"Alpha... alpha, please... I- I'm going to-" you tried to say but your orgasm tore through you with such force that you lost your voice. Remus didn't slow down. If anything, feeling you clench around him only fuelled his punishing pace. 
"I'm going to knot you," he announced. "I'm going to fill you up. Mark you as mine," he continued breathlessly. "I want everyone to know you're mine, to see you swollen with my seed, to see you bear my mark." 
You whined, barely able to hold yourself up from under his weight, but you managed to keep your hips elevated, desperate to be filled, to be marked, to be owned. 
His movements became jerky, sporadic as the wave of his release began to crest, each thrust of his hips pushing you further down into the mattress. "Take it," he rasped, "take my knot," his voice a harsh whisper against the shell of your ear before his teeth latched onto the soft skin of your neck, imprinting his mark on you. 
You moaned at the mix of pain and pleasure as his hand traveled down your arm, tangling your fingers together and with a final, deep thrust, he surrendered to the pleasure, his body shuddering as he came inside you. His hips flush against yours, his body draped protectively over yours as he poured himself into you with abandon. Finally he stilled, grunting as he felt the knot at the base of his cock start to swell. 
The sensation was foreign, somewhat painful, and you tensed, almost instinctively trying to move away. 
"Shh, it's okay, it's okay," he tried to soothe, still panting from his intense climax. "Stay still for me. It'll subside soon, I promise." 
He remained on top of you for a while, the knot locking you together, securing a powerful and intimate bond between you. His fingers stroked your skin gently, before he carefully maneuvered you to your side, spooning you protectively as his knot was still deeply lodged within you. 
"I know, it's okay. I'm just making you more comfortable. I've got you," he soothed as you whimpered from the movements. 
You stayed like that, your bodies intimately connected, until the knot subsided enough for Remus to pull out. You whined at the sudden loss and the wet warmth spreading between your thigh. 
As he felt you relax into him, Remus gently kissed your temple before carefully disentangling himself from you. With a flick of his wand, the wet feeling between your legs disappeared and a blanket was draped over you. 
Turning to the potions bag, Remus retrieved a vial, his hands slightly trembling as he grasped the small bottle. 
"Y/N, can you sit up for me?" he asked gently, offering his hand to support you. 
With his help, you managed to move into a sitting position, your movements languid, utterly exhausted from what had just transpired. Remus handed you the potion, noticing your confused expression. 
"This is uh... it's just a precaution... to prevent any unwanted consequences," he explained, uncomfortable from the intimate implications of his words. 
Your cheeks flushed with a hint of color as you took the vial, your fingers brushing against his in the exchange. 
"Oh, I... thank you." 
"I know this looks like... perhaps I had planned for this to happen. But I promise, it is not the case. I simply keep this sort of supply for any students who may be in need." 
"I trust you, Remus. And this was bound to happen, one way or another... and I'm glad it was with you." 
"Well, I... erm. It's important to stay hydrated, especially after this. Here," he said, trying to change the subject. 
You laughed softly, accepting the water from him. He had this way of knowing exactly what you needed before you even knew yourself. You were actually thirsty, and the cool liquid helped soothe your parched throat. 
As you sipped your water, a sudden sharp pain caused you to reach for your neck, your fingers brushing against a fresh, deep red mark. You looked at Remus with questioning eyes, seeking an explanation. 
Remus, visibly uncomfortable and with a hint of regret in his eyes, cleared his throat before speaking. "That's... that's a mark. My mark," he began, struggling to maintain eye contact. 
"In the heat of the moment, it's something an alpha can leave on an omega. It's a claim, a deep, instinctual reaction that seals a powerful bond. I didn't mean to- I should have controlled myself better." 
Your fingers lingered on the mark, your initial shock giving way to a different emotion, one of a surprising acceptance and even a hint of joy. "Does this mean... are we mates now?" 
Remus nodded. "Yes, it does. And I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't intend for this to happen this way. You're a student. I should have been more careful, more in control. But please know, I will take responsibility. I will take care of you, support you, and I promise, I won't be overbearing. I'll-" 
"Remus, stop," you interjected, amused by his words tumbling our in a flustered rush. A smile crept onto your lips, a sense of deep contentment washing over you. 
"I'm not upset. In fact, I'm...happy," you confessed. 
Remus looked up, surprised. "You are?" 
"Yes, I am. To be marked by you, to be your mate... it feels right, despite everything. I don't see myself with any of those young inexperienced alphas..." 
"Young inexperienced alphas," he echoed. "Are you calling me old, miss?"
"Yes, maybe I am..." 
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cancerravenclaw · 21 days
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holy shit y’all, I can’t believe good enough to eat hit 20k hits last night
I remember when I started writing it thinking who tf loves a/b/o enough to read 25k of alpha remus and omega sirius smut? turns out, A LOT OF PEOPLE.
anywho, I love my slutty little readers and being depraved together online xoxo
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arawho · 4 months
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Don't mind me I'm just writing another Wolfstar fanfic where Remus ends up crying or having an emotional breakdown or just being dramatic and pathetic.
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neongreenllama · 6 months
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More omega Remus for one greedy @impishtubist
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Remus punched his arm. “What did you do!”
“Ow!” Sirius exclaimed, rubbing his arm despite it not being painful. “I didn’t do anything!”
“Fuck you and your super sperm!”
A laugh escaped him. “My what?”
“Sirius!” his Remus whined, but Sirius really didn’t see himself at fault here. All he did was fulfill his omega’s wishes.
“I didn’t do anything!” he maintained.
“What’s this then?” Remus shoved the pregnancy test in his face as if he hadn’t already seen the result.
A smile started to spread on Sirius’ face, he couldn’t help it. “I only did what you told me to.”
“You know I don’t actually mean that! It’s the breeding instinct!”
Sirius laughed. He loved Remus so much and now he was pregnant with their baby. He really couldn’t see the problem, but Remus was of a different opinion and huffed angrily. “This is not funny. This is not good. This is bad! Do you know how painful giving birth is?”
Sirius felt his grin grow wider. “I guess you’re going to tell me in seven months and two weeks.” Remus scowled and hit his arm again, but this time Sirius grabbed his wrist, holding him in place. The omega didn’t fight it but also didn’t meet his eyes. “Just think of how cute they’ll be. They’ll look like you.”
“That is not a good thing,” he replied petulantly.
“I think it is.” He lifted the back of his hand to kiss it. “If it helps, they’ll also look like me.”
Remus ignored his, in Sirius’ opinion, very good argument, and instead listed all the things he thought were wrong with him that the baby might get, such as his weak immune system or his large nose.
Sirius let him go on for a while before he kissed him on the cheek, successfully interrupting the list. “We’d get the best doctors. Money isn’t an issue. I could work less; we’d still have enough. We could move to the country. I mean, think about it, we have everything we need. I’d take care of you. Just think about it, Moony.”
“You really want to keep it?” Remus asked quietly after a moment, still not meeting his eyes.
“You know I love children. And if you really don’t want to, I’ll still have a litter of godchildren to pamper,” he added at the pained expression on his omega’s face. “But … think about it, baby?” He kissed his reddening cheeks, once, twice, began to pepper kisses all over his face. He couldn’t help it, it made him so happy, the thought that their baby was growing in Remus’ tummy right this moment. He knew it was going to be perfect, whichever way it turned out. So he moved down to pepper kisses all over his stomach, until Remus raked his hand through his hair and pushed him further down.
With a smirk Sirius dutifully opened his fly and went to work. It was the least he could do in exchange.
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theresthesnitch · 7 months
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chance would be a fine thing
for the @marauders-omegaverse-fest
Sirius is going into heat, and he is being sold the pureblood family with the best offer. To no one's surpirse, Sirius is less than cooperative. In order to show him what his alternative is, Walburga takes him to the middle of an alpha rut facility, and proceeds to lose him to a crowd of rutting alphas. Lucky for Sirius, there's a man with tawny curls who keeps him from being eaten alive--literally. However, even good intentions have consequences, and Sirius and Remus are bound to find out what these consequences are.
Read chapter 1 here.
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elysianymph · 8 months
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i’ll always support ppl being haters xx
thank you fae for enabling me to hate <333
companion post to my sirius one bc i can't stand new remus either. sorry but remus isn't a cool, effortlessly smart, basketball player casanova fuckboy who beats people up and sells drugs in the hogwarts bathrooms and is friends with REGULUS BLACK, EVAN ROSIER AND BARTY CROUCH??? if you actually think he is... well i can tell you've got bigger issues to deal with, get well soon 🫶🏻 delusions are tough
remus is a loser. no other way about it. people only knew of him bc of the marauders. no one paid him much attention outside of his core friends bc he was a nobody. he was literally trying to get by hogwarts without being noticed bc HE WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE THERE!! what part of "dumbledore felt bad so he let him attend hogwarts anyway" makes you think remus would have the guts to go around selling drugs and weed in his school??? or getting into fights??? fucking in bathrooms with random people??? i mean yeah pulling pranks with his friends was a nuisance too but as far as he (and peter) go harmless pranks was all it was. sirius and james (the entitled assholes) were the ones hexing students left and right for no reason other than "they annoyed me".
remus spent most of his days studying in hopes to catch up to his friends who somehow still got better grades without even trying. he became a prefect but despite that he couldn't hold his friends back from playing pranks and joined them instead (he could've just told mcgonagall bc at that point it was his literal duty to keep them out of trouble but he didn't. why? bc he's a people pleaser and deathly afraid of his friends leaving him behind if he goes against them one too many times). he helped the first years around the castle and made sure they didn't get lost. he had an embarrassing crush on sirius and blushed every time sirius did so much as put a hand around his shoulder. poor peter had to listen to him complaining about his big grey eyes and pretty hair and soft skin and kissable lips ("moony, one more word about sirius and i'm gonna throw you off the astronomy tower"). he cried over the smallest inconvenience and kept stuffed animals on his bed (made by his mum). he spilled ink on himself when he did his homework and by the time he was done with it he had ink marks all over his face from rubbing at his eyes with stained fingers. he couldn't wink (sirius tried to teach him but he kept blinking and sirius laughed at him and it was too embarrassing he refused to do it ever again). he was always pouting :((
also i'm tired of the lupins being bad parents!! lyall and hope struggled with a lot but they were amazing parents and they loved their boy more than anything. hope was remus' best friend before hogwarts and lyall was deathly protective over him. he received at least two letters a week from them always asking about how he was doing in school, how he was feeling. hope would usually send one of his favorite homemade treats along with the letter too
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badhairred · 4 months
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impishtubist · 4 months
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it took me hours to complete this detailed artwork but i'm finally finished. pregnant remus, as requested:
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(in the first one remus is grumpy bc sirius knocked him up and in the second one he's happy bc he gets to sit on sirius's knot)
This is a glorious piece of art and should be hanging in an art gallery. I love how grumpy Remus is in the first one, and then how happy he looks to be sitting on Sirius's knot. 15/10 no notes.
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tracingpatternswrites · 6 months
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Day 9 of @hpkinktober and it's time for... Omegaverse! It has been my guilty pleasure for a while, because it's simply delicious when it's done right, but I've never been brave enough to try to write it myself. But here we are. Please be nice.
Title: An unexpected beginning Rating: E Pairing: Wolfstar WC: 3,894 Warnings: Omegaverse Summary: Remus Lupin works for an Agency where rich Alphas can hire omegas to help them get through their ruts. One day he gets called to 12 Grimmauld Place and finds himself eye to eye with a certain Sirius Black.
Read on AO3.
Teaser below the cut.
Remus double-checks the note before he lifts his gaze to the impressive townhouse in front of him. The house is intimidating, and on this street in north London, it must cost a fortune. There is nothing unusual about that though, most people who go through the agency are wealthy. Hiring an omega during a rut is expensive, and the people who opted for that solution were generally well off.
Remus takes a deep breath as he picks his bag back up before he makes his way up the small pathway to ring the doorbell. It only takes a moment before the door opens, but Remus is surprised to find the hallway empty.
“He can come inside, Kreacher will take him to Master.”
The voice comes from somewhere down low and when Remus looks down he sees a wrinkly house-elf with long ears and a crooked nose blink up at him. The elf motions for him to step inside and Remus finds himself quickly, stepping over the threshold. A house-elf. This guy must be seriously loaded then.
Remus walks behind the creature down the hallway, glancing around. The house is beautifully, and expensively, decorated. Even Remus, with his limited experience, can see that. He never stopped being amazed at how much money some wizarding families apparently have.
Remus has been working for the agency for nearly a year now. Job options are slim for an omega werewolf, but this is something he not only can do but has become quite good at. He has to put his status in his file, of course, but it turned out that for once being a werewolf actually worked in his favour. There are apparently a number of rich Alphas out there willing to pay a premium to fuck a werewolf omega.
“Master’s guest is here,” the house-elf announces after having led Remus down the hall and into a plush looking sitting room which was roughly the same size as Remus’ whole flat.
The house-elf bows deeply before shuffling back into the shadows and Remus takes a deep breath. He forces a smile onto his face, the same he always wears with his clients, and steps forward to greet the man who apparently owns the house.
Fuck.
Remus’ belly does a little flip as he finds himself standing face to face with one of the most gorgeous men he’s ever seen. He is tall, broad over the shoulders, and even though the man is (sadly) fully clothed, Remus can see his muscles flex underneath the fabric. He’s pale with long dark hair, sharp cheekbones and silvery eyes that rake over Remus.
Suddenly Remus feels very self-conscious, and he can’t help but straighten his back slightly. There is a flicker of something over the man’s eyes, approval maybe, and Remus immediately feels a flash of pride in his chest. The man has seen a photo of him, has received all of his measurements from the agency, but Remus has learnt the hard way that this was never a guarantee.
“Welcome, I’m Sirius,” the man says, holding his hand out and when Remus takes it his belly does another swoop at Sirius’ firm grip.
“I’m Remus,” he replies, wondering if Sirius picks up on the little quiver over the words but Merlin’s beard, this man is gorgeous and Remus just can’t help it.
There’s a little tension over the man’s (Sirius’) shoulders, and he looks a little fidgety as he crosses his arms over his chest and then releases them again. It’s the rut approaching, Remus can sense it, smell it, and he feels something sizzle through his body. Sirius is watching him, a sharpness to his gaze that Remus recognises only too well.
“I’ve prepared a room for you,” the man says, and his voice does something wonderful to Remus’ insides. “Kreacher can take you upstairs and you can get settled. I’ll be down here when you’re done.”
“Uh, okay,” Remus says, swallowing, and then the house-elf is there again, prying Remus’ bag from his hands.
“He can follow Kreacher,” the house-elf croaks and Remus sees no other option than to follow him back out the room and up the stairs from the hallway.
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emmawithtwoms · 4 months
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My guilty pleasure is reading Omegaverse Marauders fics, sue me
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acewitch-writes · 3 months
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This fandom is so obsessed with angry Remus as if Remus John Lupin was even capable of being angry or holding a grudge. This man had an inferiority complex the size of the fucking moon. He internalized society's perception of werewolves and he loathes himself for being one. He didn't believe he deserved to be angry, and he proves it in canon over and over.
When Snape outed him as a werewolf and he resigned from his post at Hogwarts, he agreed that he wasn't fit to teach with his condition and graciously packed his things. Later, he said he held no resentment and even expressed gratitude for the fact that Snape brewed Wolfsbane for him and had the decency to never tamper with it despite their rough history.
When The Prank happened, he was very quick to forgive Sirius (assuming he even felt the need to forgive him in the first place) because they're chilling by the lake weeks later and he's asking Sirius to test him for their upcoming exam. Honestly, I'm of the mind that there was no fallout after the Prank because Remus would have just brushed it off and pretended it was no big deal (even if deep down he was genuinely hurt by it)
And I'm convinced that he didn't even resent Fenrir Greyback for seeking him out to bite him. He never once expresses a desire for vengeance, and even admitted that he felt pity for the werewolf that bit him until he learned his identity.
When he caught himself sounding ungrateful while talking to Harry about being forced to live among the pack to spy again in HBP, he immediately corrected himself and said, “I am not complaining; it is necessary work and who can do it better than I?" (Also a nod to Remus' hero worship of Dumbledore and his desperate desire to serve his every whim) ((seriously, dominant Remus WHO?))
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foulcreator · 2 years
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Omega and his Alpha (Part 1)
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Summary: Regulus runs away from home and his girlfriend/alpha finds him and helps him recover. Both mentally and physically.
Regulus Actrus Black was an omega. His older brother was too, but the difference was that when Sirius was still living with him, he was protected in that house. So Sirius left and went to live with his alphas and beta lovers, Regulus was forced to act as an alpha. The only safe place he had was his girlfriend. Y/n L/n, a female alpha. She was only a year older then him and in Ravenclaw, but she had a personal dorm that Regulus shared. She had it due to her omega roommate stealing her stuff. Plus when mates find each other, they must share a dorm.
At grimwalled place, Regulus was in his room hiding from his mother. His father was passed out drunk somewhere in the house. his hand was over his mouth as he tried to keep his whimpers in. He looked over to his window, if he acted fast enough he could escape and try to find you. He knew your scent better then the back of his hands. He heard footsteps in front of his door. He stayed very still, the tension so very thick that you could cut it with a knife. His door got blasted off and he winced, he could see his mother's shoes from his hiding place, under his bed. Terrible but he just had to survive tonight then get to you.
His mother went around the room trying to find his scent, he knew this trick. You taught it to him, and how to avoid getting caught, so he always wore scent blockers, you spelled then yourself, they should last for 2 weeks. He watched tencely as his mother left his rooms and slammed the door behind her. Screaming his name and to come out and take his punishment. What is worse, she called him a whore. He uncovered his mouth and quick ran to his window. Regulus ran through out the fire escape, his ripped jeans and hoodie not keeping him warm.
You were sitting in your living room, then you smelled your omega scent but it was laced with fear, panic and distress. You got up and went outside to follow the scent. He must've taken off the scent blockers. You found it from an alley and saw your omega being pinned against the wall by what looks like it, a drunk alpha in a rut. You took out your wand and pointed it at the other alpha. You stunned him seeing he was a muggle. You locked eyes with Regulus's panic fill ones. You opened your arms and he came running into them. His grip was tight, not wanting to let you go, so you picked your omega up, and carried him to your house. Giving him reassuring and calm words.
Regulus now laid on your lap, you had called Remus, being cousins had it perks, so he was bringing Sirius, James and Peter. Remus and Peter were alphas, James was a beta and Sirius was the omega. You could tell that Regulus wanted his big brother, so you gladly called Remus and now here you are.
Sirius came in like a vampire on steroids, "where is my brother?" He asked. "Shhhhhhhhh" you said then mentioned your hand for him to come over. Remus, James and Peter all came in later. Sitting down on the other couch. Sirius sat next to you, you gently shook Regulus. "Reggie wake up, someone is here to see you." Regulus opened his eyes a bit, "siri?" You chuckled. "Come on, open your eyes now. Sirius is here." You softly said. Regulus' eyes shot open and he turned to his brother and reached over. Sirius took Regulus from your lap and the black brothers hugged each other for a while.
While the two omegas were talking, Remus , Peter, James and You walked into the kitchen. "Want anything to drink. Coké? Water? Ice tea?" You asked the boys. "No thanks you. But thanks for asking." James said. "So what happened?" Remus asked, as you took out a water bottle. "From what I understood, Something happened at his old house, he ran and came here." You said not wanting to tell them the actual story.
An hour later Sirius and the others left. Just you and Regulus, you lead him up to your bedroom. You could tell that Regulus was slipping, so you sat on the edge of the bed and he sat between your legs, facing you. His head on your right lap. "Baby, I need you to tell me what happened. Can you do that?" You asked in a gentle tone. Regulus nodded. "Words." You ordered, but still sounding gentle. "Yes alpha, my m-mother w-w-wa-was angry. I c-could sm-smell it i-in h-her-er scent, sh-she wa-as an-angry tha-that I wa-was wear-ing mug-muggle cloth-thing." He stuttered. You gentle played with his hair, knowing it helps him calm down. "Your doing so good. Breathe and keep going." "I hid and waited." Regulus said without stuttering this time. "She ca-came i-into by ro-room, I wa-was we-wearing the sc-scent blockers so sh-she didn't find me. When she l-left, I r-ran here. I did-didn't stop until I couldn't bre-breathe. Than th-the mug-muggle alpha came and you know the rest." Regulus finished. "You did a great job. Such a good boy." You said. "W-what about my punishment?" You raised your eyebrow. "What punishment? You didn't break any rules." "B-but, I had another alpha touch me." "Did you want him to touch you?" "No" "there, he forcefully touched you. Therefore, you won't get any punishment for that alpha touching you." You said. "Now, get up, and come in bed." Regulus obeyed (like always) and laid down next to you. You laid down yourself, and Regulus cuddled you close. His head resting on your chest and her hands playing with his hair.
Part 2 will be out soon.
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cancerravenclaw · 4 months
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I have offically read every alpha remus omega sirius fic on ao3, including wips, and have determined there are simply not enough available.
I will bear this cross.
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llead4u · 1 month
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I keep seeing this picture everywhere and the only thing I can think is… remadora
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neongreenllama · 7 months
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Prompt: Omega
I tried my hand at a little omegaverse … no idea if I’ve done it right
cw for implied sex
@wolfstarmicrofic - 728 words
He glanced up from his laptop to see Remus walk across the room to get to their bedroom. It was at least the third time he had done that in the last ten minutes.
Sirius went back to answering his work emails.
Only a few short minutes later, Remus came back out, vanished into a different room, came back, and walked to their bedroom once more, carrying a bundle that looked like blankets.
After a few more seconds of typing out an email, he heard scraping noises as if someone was trying to move furniture.
He sighed, giving in to the fact that he wouldn’t get any more work done right now, and followed Remus to their bedroom. It didn’t look the way he remembered it from this morning.
The curtains had been pulled closed, putting the whole room in very dim lighting. The blankets on the bed had changed to fluffier versions and multiplied, and so had the pillows. A few pictures of them that usually hung in the living room were now arranged on the bedside tables.
He leaned against the doorframe, watching his mate fruitlessly pull at one of the posts of their large bed in the middle of the room. It moved less than an inch with every pull.
“What are you doing, love?” he asked gently.
“Moving the bed,” came the curt reply. Remus looked a bit rosy and sweaty, his curls falling into his face. He must feel hot. No wonder what with the thick jumper despite the warmth in this room and his physical effort.
He hummed. “Why?”
Remus stopped pulling to catch his breath. “It’d be more comfortable that way. Why do we even have it like this? It’s so bare and bright,” he said, irritation sounding in his voice.
“I think you said it’s more practical this way.”
Remus scoffed, his irritation becoming very clear, and went back to pulling at the bed. Everything in Sirius wanted to comfort him.
“Now, this is just a guess, but …” he began, careful so as to not prod an angry dragon. “Do you think you might be nesting?”
Remus immediately stopped, looked about the room, and, apparently seeing what Sirius saw for the first time since he’d begun, breathed out, shoulders sagging in defeat. “Why do I never notice it.”
Fondly smiling at his omega, he pushed off the doorframe. “Let me help you with that.”
Having moved the bed to a corner in combined effort, Sirius laid back on it, pulling Remus with him.
He nuzzled his face in his mate’s neck and breathed him in. He could already tell from the scent that his heat was close. He gave it another day, maybe two.
“How about we stay in tonight?” he mumbled against his neck before kissing it.
“But we wanted to go for dinner with the others.”
“We can do that some other time. Let’s order in and watch a movie, what do you say?” He kissed his neck some more. He smelled so good, Sirius wanted to bathe in it.
His mate huffed out air and he could tell from his scent he was starting to get irritable again. Remus was generally annoyed at his own nesting habits. He wasn’t looking forward to his heat either since it always meant mood swings from raging hormones and canceling previously made plans. But he was only ever annoyed until his heat arrived in full swing, which was when he suddenly switched to being very much down for everything that was happening, even begging his alpha for more. Sirius always did everything to the best of his possibilities to keep his omega happy.
“But we wanted to go for dinner,” Remus repeated now petulantly.
He hummed in his neck. “But it’s so cozy in here, I don’t wanna leave.”
The truth was that Sirius knew he wanted to go out now, simply because he hated changing plans, but as soon as he was outside, he would want to be back in his nest. Though it really was cozy, and Sirius wanted to be with his omega, breathing in his wonderful scent. He snuggled closer to Remus, pulling himself on top of him.
“C’mon, Moony.” He grazed his lips over his scent gland, Remus going soft and pliant beneath him.
“Alright.”
Two days after the end of his heat Remus puffingly moved the bed back to where it had been before, muttering to himself how impractical it was this way. Sirius watched fondly for a few seconds before helping.
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