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All hail Moony, the living coincidence

Werewolf McWerewolf Howling Jr, son of Werewolf McWerwolf Sr. Bitten by Scary Wolf McTypeOfWolf the werewolf.


Remus: comes from the brothers raised by a she-wolf (Lupa)

Lupin: comes from Lupa (the she-wolf mentioned)

Lyall: Remus’ dad’s name, translates to wolf (/of the wolves)

Howell: his mother’s last name, wolves howl

Fernin Greyback: the werewolf who bit Remus, Fernin is a norse mythical creature (a wolf) and Greyback is slang for a Grey Wolf

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sapphic charms ✧・゚: * [mit ‘23] (Today at 6:03 PM)
@everyone the results of our annual meme contest are in and…drumroll please…the winner is the hilarious, the astonishing, the way too active @starman but like, COOLER! sirius dazzled the mods of AAC with his surrealist college admissions meme, and we’re proud to crown him as the meme king of this year’s halloween meme contest.

(as a side note, seriously, sirius, get more sleep.)

to claim your prize, please dm one of the mods! once again, congratulations to sirius, and thank you to everyone who participated!

padfoot (Today at 6:05 PM)
told you i was the meme king

moony (Today at 6:07 PM)
i guess you really are
congrats on the win lol

Sirius’s winning meme definitely fits the description of surrealist—it’s a deep-fried screencap of a Reddit post on r/collegeadmissions titled “Does college admissions make anyone else hate themselves?” Sirius has photoshopped in a skeleton wearing skull-shaped orange sunglasses and a speech bubble stating, “Joke’s on you, college admissions, I already hated myself!”

padfoot (Today at 6:07 PM)
thank you thank you
emmy being a judge probably helped
we basically have the same sense of humor

moony (Today at 6:08 PM)
what’s that?

padfoot (Today at 6:08 PM)
incredibly depressing

moony (Today at 6:08 PM)
oh

padfoot (Today at 6:08 PM)
anyway on an unrelated note i finally submitted my yale application ten minutes ago
now all there’s left to do is wait and hope i don’t get in

moony (Today at 6:09 PM)
you know
you’re probably the only applicant who doesn’t want to get in

padfoot (Today at 6:10 PM)
if i don’t get in that frees up a space for someone else that actually wants to go

moony (Today at 6:10 PM)
i guess
congrats on submitting your first app though

padfoot (Today at 6:11 PM)
thanks

“Remus? Are you ready yet?” His mother’s voice, slightly muffled by the closed door, comes from the hallway, and Remus sighs. Honestly, he’d rather be hit by a semi-tractor-trailer truck and spend the rest of the week in the hospital than go to this Halloween party with Peter, but it’s not like he can back out now, less than twenty minutes before he’s supposed to leave the house.

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Lily does Remus’s makeup one day, it’s not much but just enough to cover his scars and when he first looks in the mirror he thinks it’s amazing.

He runs to show Sirius, and Sirius just stared for a moment before pulling him into a quick kiss.

“You look beautiful.” He says as he looks at Remus’s smile. “But I think I’d miss the scars. I’d miss the way you look like an avenging angel when you wear your white sweater, I’d miss the way I can run my fingers over them and remember how brave you are, and most importantly I’d miss that part of you that makes you Moony, my Moony.”

Remus blushes and realises just how much his scars are a part of him, and whether he wanted him to or not Sirius Orion Black loved every part of him.



On a different note, I think I might be too depressed to attempt fluff so this is probably quite cringy.

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Happy to help friend! Your fic is a very sweet one, and the link is below. Enjoy the reread!

All True Affection -orphaned account

Professional cuddling? How was that a thing? Well Remus Lupin is about to find out first-hand when his best mate, Peter, gives him three hours credit at Stag an Doe Cuddling Institute. After perusing the list of cuddlers, he queries Sirius Black. Not sure what to expect, Remus steps into a world far outside his comfort zone.

If you like this fic check out this list too!

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I know a lot of people have pretty much established in this fandom that Remus is the one who rolls his eyes and shakes his head and facepalms at Sirius and his extra™ energy and I LOVE this trope, but please consider this:

  • Remus distancing himself from everyone during the first year even though he is friendly by nature and he yearns for human contact
  • He knows he has to be careful because if he lets people too close to him they might discover his secret blah blah blah we all know the story
  • He obviously makes friends anyway and we all know they accept him but liSTEN-
  • Dorky silly Remus finally feeling comfortable enough when he is around James, Sirius and Peter
  • He feels the most confident around Sirius
  • Dorky silly Remus dancing and singing to a broomstick that he uses as a microphone
  • He does the parody of Elvis Presley and his famous legs movement and everything
  • Sirius is in awe the first time he sees this
  • He stares at Remus’s huge cheeky girn and his messy hair and when Remus points at Sirius and sings “don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true, why should we be apart? I really love you baby, cross my heart” Sirius feels his cheeks turning red
  • Remus also gets bored sometimes, and he loves to prank Sirius more than James because when Remus pranks James, James laughs and hugs him and tells him it was a good and creative prank; but when he pranks Sirius, Sirius gets all competitive and sometimes he pretends to wrestle with Remus and he pins him to the floor/wall and they don’t know YET why it DOES THINGS TO THEM and they never discuss this
  • Remus and his sarcastic yet flirty wit??? Sirius getting flustered? Remus WINKING AT SIRIUS???? HELLO
  • Remus having a good day after a few days have passed since the full moon and seeing him all glowing and having his strength back is somehow so fascinating to Sirius
  • Remus sticking his tongue out when they argue and delivering some sarcastic and funny line, and Sirius going “shut up Moony” and Remus really having the nerve to say “make me”
  • Sirius having a really bad day because he has had a really tough argument with Regulus and Remus trying to cheer him up; Remus single-handedly ends toxic masculinity in the 70s by dressing up as Faye Dunaway and doing a spot on impersonation, with make up and everything, fakes her accent and movements because he knows that Sirius fancies her and Sirius’s mouth won’t close for the next 5 hours; it really DOES CHEER SIRIUS UP YA KNOW, seeing how pretty Remus looks, he forgets who Faye Dunaway is, more like Faye Dunnoher
  • Remus humming to himself and annoying Sirius and when Sirius tries to kill him Remus blinks all flirty and pouts and goes “don’t you love your Moony?” and oh BOY LITTLE DID HE KNOW
  • Them being equally flirty but painfully oblivious, leaving Lily and James all disappointed like HOW CAN YOU THINK THAT REMUS DOESN’T WANT YOU PADFOOT and REMUS I’M BEGGING YOU OPEN YOUR EYES
  • Remus and Sirius having karaoke nights singing Bee Gees
  • Dorks dorks dorky dorks in love
  • CHEEKY REMUS. CHEEKY. REMUS. He’s not always cheeky, not as often as Sirius and James, but OH SHIT Remus really DOES KNOW when to use his power and surprise everyone with it in a good way and Sirius just can’t breathe
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Requested by an anon, based on my prompt list! 

#25: “You met me yesterday.” “And I would die for you, next question.”

Send me more requests here, I’d love to write something for you!

First year Remus Lupin was so nervous about his first day at Hogwarts that he ate his entire stash of chocolate – a whole two months’ worth – within a few hours of boarding the train at Kings Cross. All the sugar made his stomach hurt, not like he already didn’t feel like throwing up once he left his mother standing alone on the platform, and he felt more than a little queasy looking up at the grand Hogwarts castle as the newest students paddled their canoes across the lake. His only comfort was the boy sitting behind him – the worst paddler Remus had ever seen – who had refused to shut up from the moment he bounded into the train compartment Remus had claimed for his own.

Sirius Black didn’t quite grasp how to row the boat without splashing water all over, so by the time they reached shore, both boys were damp and smelled faintly of murky pond. It didn’t deter Sirius one bit from commenting on quite literally everything he saw.

“Did you see how tall those trees were? I wonder how we get into the Forbidden Forest. Do you think it’s really forbidden? Wow, look at that castle. I bet there’s a lot of secret passageways we could find. Do you think we’ll be in the same House? We better be. I’m going to be in Gryffindor, definitely. You have a little chocolate on your cheek. Here, I’ll get it. What’s your favorite kind? I like dark. Or those peanut butter chocolate things shaped like Old Saint Nick. Ooh, look, we’re going in. Good luck! The Sorting Hat will put us together, just watch.”

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based on this amazing post and idea by the awesome @ravenclaw-reblogs . So, I tried. and it may have gotten out of hand. so I hope you like it anyway. Enjoy!

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It was a late cold November night. Most of the students were already asleep. The common room was filled with 8 students, Remus was sprawled on the floor near the fireplace next to Lily, discussing some muggle book they both had recently read. Peter and Mary were engrossed in a very bad chess game since they both really suck at it. Sirius was playing arm wrestling with Marlene. James was in a heated argument with Dorcas about Quidditch teams. The most significant aspect about this night was the bottles of Fire whisky being passed around, it was sufficient to say they were all positively tipsy.

“You know what, Dorcas? Fine! You’re right. Sure, we suck!” James said, rather loudly. “Oi, Jamie, enough about that. Both teams are good.” Sirius said, during another losing match to Marlene. His arm hit the table and Marlene started celebrating, flexing her arms, “Yeah, look at that. I’ve won, again. You still weren’t ready?” she said, sticking out her tongue to an annoyed Sirius. “Oh, bugger off, blondie.” Sirius huffed.

“You got bested by a lady two times in a row, Padfoot. I’m starting to think you’re a beater because James is captain,” Peter chuckled, moving a knight forward on the chessboard then frowning, realizing it’s the wrong move.

“Shut it, ratboy, I’m a beater because I’m talented.”

“And because I’m the captain,” James added wiggling his eyebrows.

“Oh, is it ‘roast Sirius night’? Cause then count me in,” Remus rose up from the floor. Sirius was about to shoot him a comeback until his eyes landed on the boy in front of him. His cheeks were flushed, from the warmth or the alcohol or both, eyes shining bright hazel from the firelight, his hair so messy, curls falling on his eyes. Sirius’ brain wondered what it would be like to run his hands through it and- he felt pain, actual pain, on his thigh. He looked at the source and his eyes met Marlene’s all-knowing smirk. “Stop staring,” she mouthed to him.

“Yeah. Whatever, wolfy.” He stuttered a reply before going to occupy himself with anything other than Remus’ eyes. “Let’s play something,” He proposed partly because he was bored and mostly because he wanted to get away from Marlene’s gaze.

“What shall we play?” Dorcas asked. “Nothing tiring, we don’t want to wreak havoc,” Mary added.

“Truth or dare?” James suggested. “Very creative,” Lily said sitting up and grabbing a bottle of fire whiskey, finishing the rest of it. “You suggest then, Red,” Sirius said backing up his best friend.

“No, I’m alright. Sure, we play truth or dare, Black.”

“Good, now let’s just sit properly,” Remus said crawling near to the foot of the couch, almost sending Sirius to overdrive. It’s like the brunette boy is doing it on purpose. It’s been like that since they started their seventh year. The last two months had been filled with hand brushes, long stares, and longer hugs. Sirius didn’t want to read into it, maybe he was just imagining it, being lovesick and all. Then Remus does these things, like right then. What does it mean? Does Remus feel the same thing? Or is it just a normal thing he does? And if it’s normal, why does Sirius hyperventilates every time? So many questions were running through his mind. He came back to reality with a shove, “Earth to Sirius, we’re starting.” Dorcas said sitting now beside him.

They were all sitting in a circle legs crossed on the floor. It was Sirius then Dorcas and Marlene, James and Peter followed by Remus, Lily, and Mary. “Cool, I’ll begin,” announced Marlene. “So, peter, truth, or dare.”

Peter, taken by surprise she picked him, stammered dare. “Try to put your whole fist in your mouth” she shot him the dare. “damnit marly, go easy on the guy.” Dorcas chuckled beside her. “Rules are rules, do it, Petey,” Sirius said. Peter sighed, “This is ridiculous,” before following through with the dare. Unfortunately, he couldn’t do it, and the attempt earned him a laugh from the whole group, “amateur” Remus said, giggling, which of course Sirius heard. Again, eyes getting wide and brain going blank. This boy is going to be the death of me he thought.

“Yeah, whatever, guys. It’s my turn now. James, truth, or dare?” Peter said, partly exasperated, but still light-hearted.

“Well, dare, I say,” James answered, smugly. “Fine, you let Marlene draw on your face.” Peter said, “oh oh, and you’re not allowed to see it or wash it off till morning.” He added, evilly.

“Peter, did you have to pick her,” James started complaining, while Marlene got up to retrieve a quill from the nearest table. “No, backing off dares, pretty boy,” Lily said.

“Oh, you think I’m pretty, Lils?” He said with a smirk and a very corny wink.

“Not for long,” Marlene said, sitting down again and grabbing his face. “Oh Merlin,” he tried to squirm away. “Now, stay still, so I can focus on my art,” she started drawing first on both of his cheeks and then on his forehead, everyone was snickering around them. She lifted the quill off his face with a shit-eating grin. “There you go,” she said, proud of her work.

“What is it, guys? Is it bad? Oh my god, is it a penis?” James asked, looking at each and everyone for answers, except that everyone was doubling on the floor from laughter, “Don’t worry, you look positively stunning, Prongs.” Sirius replied from between laughs. “You’re really not going to say?” he asked the group.

“No cheating, you very pretty boy,” Lily said, face completely red.

“Sure then, this is getting real. Truth or dare, Siri?” he asked, trying to hide his annoyance.

“Oh, me… Well, to change it a little, I’m picking truth,” Sirius replied. His best mate raised an eyebrow, which looked amusing because it had a deer antler drawn above it, getting Sirius to snort and chuckle. “You think it’s funny? Good, here is the question.” James went silent for a second, “What are your kinks?” He asked, dragging every word. His question shifted the air in the group and everyone was now staring at Sirius, including Remus. He looked at him, curiously.

Sirius is not being phased by the actual question, but by Remus’ stare. He doesn’t know if it was the alcohol or the Gryffindor bravery, but he decided to throw caution out of the window and lock eyes with Remus, the boy he’s been possibly in love with since the fifth year. “My kink…” he started, ignoring everyone around him, he was sure Remus was giving him the same look, here goes nothing he thought. “My kink is werewolves with soft smiles and pretty eyes.” He said into the air, but still intensively watching Remus for a reaction. He prays he didn’t mess everything up when Remus’ mouth shapes into an O. He finally broke eye contact to find Dorcas and Mary high-fiving, Marlene talking about a bet, and James looking all smug.

“You know what, I think I’m going to sleep,” Lily said, faking a yawn and getting up. The girls got up after her. “yeah, we’re going to crash, good night, guys” Dorcas added, locking arms with Marlene.

As the girls walked away, James also got up, stumbling around a little, “Us too, c’mon, Wormy,” He gestured to peter. “But we were playing,” Peter complained. “Oh just move it, idiot.” James grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

“The room is all yours, boys,” James said with a wink and also walked away. Leaving Sirius and Remus alone, with a very long conversation ahead.

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let me introduce you to “I contrabbandieri di Luchini as The Marauders” or the fan cast you didn’t know you needed. 

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Giovanni Garau as James Potter. 

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Martino Rametta as Remus Lupin. 

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Elia Santini as Sirius Black (trust me okay, just trust me). 

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Luchino as Peter Pettigrew. 

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the whole crew together. 

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bonus 1: Eva Brighi as Lily Evans

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bonus 2: Wolfstar (I know Sirius here is different but shhhhhh no need to point that out just enjoy) 

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bonus 3: Jily

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Ink & Parchment

Wednesday, 22 September, 1976

Sirius,

And a very good morning to you, sir. What a wonderful evening we had together. I don’t believe I’ve ever been this satisfied and content. Congratulations; you’ve left me speechless once again.

Have you gotten a proper hero’s welcome from our peers yet? Shall we throw you a party? Everyone seems rather glad to have you back. I know I am.

Blissfully sated,

Remus

PS. I have it on good authority that if you look at page 143 in your Transfiguration textbook there is a spell that can combine two small beds into one large bed if you’re interested in that sort of thing. Wink wonk.

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It’s Admin Ley speaking, aka the majority content for the weird things Sirius Black says. I’ve recently opened a shop on RedBubble selling cool designs related to Harry Potter and even some customizable ones for you and your fictional Boyfriend! I’d love for you all to check it out and also send me ideas for any illustrations you’d like to see as well!

Content gets updated on a regular basis and I’m always creating more fun and enjoyable Harry Potter things!

My Shops name is Lennons_Angel

The link is https://www.redbubble.com/people/lennons-angel/shop?asc=u&ref=account-nav-dropdown and I hope you guys enjoy!

Lots of Love from the whole marauders ensemble and all the Admins!

- Admin Ley

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The Marauders are planning a roaring party to start off their Fifth Year properly while Remus is trying to adjust to his new role of Prefect. 

For story purposes, Lucius Malfoy is a seventh year, Narcissa Black is a sixth year, Andromeda Black is a seventh year, Ted Tonks is a seventh year, & Frank Longbottom is a seventh year.

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Part 1

“Remus, what were you doing?! It’s been like an hour, we were worried about you and Sirius! I actually thought you got in trouble” Lily cried when the boy came back to the sofa. Even though his turtle neck wouldn’t let his friends see the marks in his neck, he was still self conscious about them realising who what he had done that night.

“I’m sorry, Lils. I lost the track of time… Well, are you going to finish the story you were telling?” He said trying to change the subject.

The girl looked at him. Then, she looked at Peter sleeping on the floor, next to them. Lastly, her eyes went back to Remus’. “What were you guys doing?” She asked.

“Oh- nothing, Sirius wanted me to help him with… Transformation’s homework” he lied.

“Of course! Because Sirius is horrible at transformation and he’s not at the top of the class for sure” She replied sarcastically. Remus knew she now knew. “What did you two do?” She insisted, but the boy stayed in silence. “It’s ok if you don’t wanna talk, but I’m curious-”

“He kissed me” Moony mumbled.

Lily raised her eyebrows and looked at her friend “nice”.

“It was- but please don’t tell anyone!” He cried.

“why would I tell anyone?!” There was a pause. “Ok, don’t answer that. But let me tell you I won the bet. I can borrow you some money for buying chocolate if you want. I mean, after all, you are the reason I’ll get the money” she said happily.

“You won a bet? What bet?!”.

“The bet! James said you would kiss before midnight, but I guess Sirius took his time”.

“YOU KNEW IT??”

“Remus don’t be silly, I think you were the only one who didn’t know about Sirius’ crush on you”.

“HE HAS A CRUSH ON ME TOO?!”

“Mate, are you fucking kidding me?!”

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TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ANXIETY

Please, please do not read if you’re not comfortable. Please take care of yourselves <3








He could always just jump.

Remus doesn’t though. It’s like he’s waiting for a sign. Something to tell him to step back from the ledge. He’s been up here a total of 4 times now. He’s always gotten a sign. If the sign doesn’t come, he knows tonight’s the night. 

He looks down at his feet. His toes were already off the ledge. If he just tipped forward the slightest bit, it would be over. Forever. 

He purses his lips, hands deep in his pocket. If the wind blew a little too hard, giving him that last push, he wouldn’t stop it. 

He doesn’t remember the last time he used his voice. He thinks it may be last week, when he had gotten dressed for the first time in almost a month and had ventured outside cautiously, feeling quietly proud of himself for staying sober for that entire month. 

He’d only meant to get a bit of fresh air, maybe treat himself to some well deserved chocolate. The moon had been two nights before and he could still feel the soreness around his neck, thighs and shoulders.

He was walking down a road he knew well enough. Cars were scarce around here, for which he was grateful. He had his hands tucked in his pockets, head bowed, not wanting to catch anyone’s eye. No one was around anyway, but Remus didn’t want to risk it. 

He’d only raised his head at the sound of quiet barks. Two curly coated retriever puppies were rolling around on the side of the road, nipping at each other playfully, barking without a care in the world. Tails wagging vigorously, they were pouncing on each other and Remus felt a ghost of a smile graze his lips. 

At the sight of him, both dogs bounded over. Remus stopped, grinning, as they circled his legs, pawing at his jeans excitedly. One of them, the black one, barked at him, nose raising proudly. 

Remus felt his heart give a funny lurch. He couldn’t count the number of times he’d seen a different dog, a huge, black one, do that to him.

He swallowed hard, a flood of emotions that he honestly wasn’t used to, welling up in him.

He forced them away and bent down, scratching the dog that stayed still for him behind it’s ear. The dog tilted his head invitingly, an appreciative bark leaving it’s throat. 

Remus laughed as the other dog, a chocolate brown one, whined low in it’s throat, nuzzling it’s head to Remus’ knee. Remus raised a hand, petting it’s well groomed fur as well. 

“Hey there, little guy.” Remus murmured, feeling so full and complete for the first time since James and Lily died.

He sat down fully, right there on the side of the road, uncaring of the dirt and dust undoubtedly coating his jeans. Both the puppies clambered on to his lap and Remus laughed, loud and honest. He felt like himself again. He felt loved. He laughed again, the hopeless feeling that had settled in his chest for the last year dissipating just like that. 

“Hey! Hey, thank you for finding my dogs!” 

Remus raised his head, watching as a little girl ran towards him, eyes on the puppies. Remus felt his heart sink fractionally, and looked down at the puppies, noticing for the first time the collars that lined their throats. He swallowed hard.

The girl kneeled in front of him, scooping the puppies up right from his lap. Remus watched, heart in his throat. 

“Thank you!” The girl said again, grinning toothily at him. 

Remus forced a smile onto his face. It felt fake and painful. “Of course.” It was all he could get out. If he was being honest with himself he was about ready to take the puppies home. He was sick and tired of being alone all the time. He was tired of the numbness. He was tired of feeling either nothing, or everything. 

And they reminded him of Sirius. A feeling he usually couldn’t bear but this time it had been welcomed. 

The girl scrambled up, a dog in each hand as they barked delightedly at her. She was murmuring to them quietly as she walked away.

Tears pricked in his eyes. 

The hopeless feeling settled back in his chest, right where it belonged. 

When he got home, he downed half a bottle of whiskey, successfully ending his month of sobriety. That night was the first night he’d gone up to the rooftop. 

And here he was now for the fourth time, only two options in front of him. Walk away. Jump. 

He wouldn’t be missed, if he jumped. There was no one alive to miss him anyway, if you didn’t count Sirius. 

Sirius.

He shut his eyes tight, but opened them quickly when he felt dizzy and unbalanced. 

He didn’t want to think of any of it. He didn’t want to know if Sirius had been lying to him from the beginning. He didn’t want to think about the fact that the man he was supposed to spend his entire life with, was currently rotting in a cell in azkaban. 

He didn’t want to think about James and Lily. 

He couldn’t help it though. 

Black hair. Hazel eyes. Lopsided grin. Glasses. Friendly. Warm. James. Prongs.

Red hair. Green eyes. Soft smile. Freckles. Smart. Kind. Witty. Lily. Lils.

Remus pursed his lips. Fuck Sirius. Fuck it all. 

“Hey! Hey, get down from there!”

Remus looked down as a passerby spotted him. Even from up here Remus could see the concern in her eyes. 

That was his sign for tonight. Walk away. 

He stepped back from the ledge. He walked away. Another day of fighting, he supposed. 

The signs always came in the end. There was always a reason to live. Always.

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Prosetober Day 22 - “famished saints”

31 days of writing prompts offered by @drawingdawnart​! See the post here.

I’ll be writing a short Wolfstar fic each day and posting it to AO3. Today’s prompt is from this quote by playwright D.L. Smith: “Well fed devils behave better than famished saints.”

CW: Non-graphic (attempted) sexy scene.

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Sirius stood in the open doorway of the cottage and gave the place a once-over. The layout and furniture looked much the same as they had years ago, with the addition of a few new bookshelves (plus the requisite tomes that had necessitated the purchase of said shelves). The house was rather spotless, he realized, which was shocking; Remus had always been tidy, but also tended to amass clutter when not carefully monitored. Someone must have been caring for the place before he took the position at Hogwarts. It was an awkward thing to ask, but Sirius did it anyways as soon as his husband had returned from the grocer’s.

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Tuesday, September 21st, 1976

Remus—

I have but one simple request. Please grant me access to the prefects bathroom tonight—I’d love it if you joined me—as a celebratory, post week’s worth of detentions late night rendezvous.

Maybe Peter can nick us some pumpkin juice and a few butterbeers from the kitchens. We can make a long evening of it. Just you and me and our memories of the punch heard round the dungeons. I doubt Snivellus will dare to call you a poof again after that. And if he does, I’ll gladly spend another week scrubbing out the owlery.

Hoping for kisses and bubble baths,

Sirius

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All Because He Wanted A Cat (Part 2)

“You should know by now that transfiguring your classmate into an animal isn’t the way to get what you want!” Sirius yelled at his brother, waving his arms wildly. “What are you? Five?!”


Regulus poured at Sirius. “But it worked,” he huffed gathering the cat into his arms and holding him close to his chest. “I have a cat now!”


“Who did you even talk into turning into a cat?!”


“Lucius,”


“Turn him back!” Sirius shouted. “And get him off you, that’s fucking perverted! Gross,” he racked his brain for things to associate with the cat in Regulus’ arms, “awful, illegal!”


“You’re the perverted one for thinking like that.” Regulus hissed. “And this isn’t illegal you stupid git, he’s just enjoying being a cat.” The childish fifth year looked back down at the cat and began to scratch under his chin, smiling as the cat purred happily, “aren’t you Lucius? Who’s a good kitty, who’s a good kitty?”


Sirius mimed gagging and stuck his tongue out. “That’s disgusting,” he scoffed with a grimace.


Regulus turned his unimpressed glare to his brother, tilting his head. “You’re disgusting, Sirius.”


“No you are!” Sirius retorted, glaring back at Regulus. “Look at you, all gushy  and with fucking Lucius!”


“He makes a cute cat!”


“Like hell he does!”


“Look at him!” Regulus whined holding up his transfigured classmate to Sirius. “Isn’t he so cute?”


“No!”


“Stingy,”


“I’m not stingy, I’m normal!”


Regulus gasped in mock shock. “You?” He asked incredulously, pointing at his brother. “Normal?”


“Shut your snake hole,” Sirius growled, “before I become abnormal.”


Regulus gave a soft snort as the cat nuzzled up and against his cheeks, wrapping his arms around the cat in a hug. “Again, since when have you ever been normal in the first place?”


Sirius pinches his temples. Sometimes, he wanted nothing more than to strangle his little brother. “Regulus take this seriously, please.”


“But I’m not Sirius,”


Regulus!" 


"Alright, alright..”


Sirius watched Regulus gently place the cat down on the bed before standing up and hopping off the mattress. The younger Black blew his long bangs out of his face and shook his head, reminding Sirius of a cat himself and making him wonder briefly if his animagus happened to be a cat.

“Turn him back, Reg.” Sirius sighed. “You can’t use your dorm-mate, even if he is a selfish git,” he sent a glare the cat’s way, smirking as it hissed at him, “as a pet.”

Regulus was now standing in front of Sirius, nearly as tall as him if not for him inheriting his father’s height and short legs, arms crossed over his chest, tapping his wand on his left arm and lips pursed. “You lost the right to tell me what to do the moment you left home.” He hissed, quickly stepping forwards and jabbing the tip of his wand into his older brother’s chest, making him stumble back. “So don’t act like an older brother now." 

"Don’t be stupid,” Sirius snapped back, rubbing at his chest with his hand, leveling gazes with Regulus. “I’m your older brother, and I’m telling you to turn that,” he pointed at the cat curled around Regulus’ feet, “back into a human!”

“Don’t call my cat a that, you pompous Gryffindor!”

“Then don’t be such a prick, you slimy Slytherin!”

Regulus visibly recoiled before gritting his teeth. “It’s none of your business what I do,” he snapped, voice rising with every syllable until he was shouting, “and who I do things with!”

“Yes it is!” Sirius yelled back. “As your brother, I have every right to know!”

“No it isn’t!” Regulus shrieked. “No you don’t!”

Sirius clenched his hands into fists, breathing heavily. “Why are you so hung up on having a stupid cat to the point where you turned to Lucius fucking Malfoy?!”

“Because that,” Regulus breathed angrily, “is a better companion than you ever were and ever will be.”

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