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Wednesday snippet (antifa wolfstarbucks edition)

Okay so I don't think I was tagged by anyone but this scene has been haunting me ever since I saw that gif yesterday so uhm here is some antifa wolfstarbucks (almost-smut?). idk what this is, also I've never written anything smutty before but I had fun writing it so here it is:

„Ready?“ Sirius grinned at his boyfriends as he plugged his phone into the speakers and raised his eyebrows, making sure they were all set for the evening to begin. James just gave a thumbs up from where he was sitting on the bed, only wearing sweatpants, legs spread out and Remus cuddling up to him, his back against James’ naked chest, nodding excitedly and looking as happy as if James and Sirius had single-handedly ended capitalism just for him. They hadn’t (yet), but what they were about to do would come very close to the communist utopia Remus had always dreamt of... Sirius pressed play and jumped on the bed with a wicked grin, sitting down on James’ and Remus’ legs, straddling them both and taking off his shirt.

Manifesto of the Communist Party. By Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels

Remus could already feel goosebumps on his skin from those few words. Oh Marx, he wasn’t going to last long at all.. The audiobook hadn’t even properly started, Sirius and James were just lazily kissing each other over Remus’ shoulder but he had been turned on for most of the day already, waiting for this very moment, when he finally got to live out one of his biggest fantasies with his two boyfriends.

A spectre is haunting Europe — the spectre of communism. All the powers of old Europe have entered into a holy alliance to exorcise this spectre: Pope and Tsar, Metternich and Guizot, French Radicals and German police-spies.

James was kissing Remus’ neck while his hands explored his torso, sliding underneath his shirt and teasing his nipples while he was softly biting down on Remus’ shoulder. Sirius had both of his hands in Remus’ hair, kissing him once and then whispering into his ear “we’re about to enter a whole new kind of holy alliance here, I hope you’re ready”. The words didn’t make any sense, and shouldn’t have been as hot to Remus as they were but both he and Sirius could feel his cock stirring and starting to get hard already.

Where is the party in opposition that has not been decried as communistic by its opponents in power? Where is the opposition that has not hurled back the branding reproach of communism, against the more advanced opposition parties, as well as against its reactionary adversaries?

James’ hands were still playing with Remus’ nipples, twisting and turning his nipple piercings and teasing him, while Sirius deepened his kisses and started grinding his hips down in very slow, deliberate movements.

Two things result from this fact:

Remus moaned into Sirius’ mouth and grabbed his ass to try and make him grind down faster on his now quickly hardening cock.

I. Communism is already acknowledged by all European powers to be itself a power.

James’ hands slowly moved away from Remus’ nipples, down his torso, tugging at his shirt and trying to lift it over his head. Sirius broke their kiss to help James get Remus out of his shirt, threw it onto the floor and started kissing James over Remus’ shoulder again.

II. It is high time that Communists should openly, in the face of the whole world, publish their views, their aims, their tendencies, and meet this nursery tale of the Spectre of Communism with a manifesto of the party itself.

Remus let out a moan. He loved it so much when he not only got to watch but also feel James and Sirius making out, surrounding him with their love for each other, letting him be part of it. To any observer they might have seemed completely focused on each other, almost ignoring Remus who was wedged in between their half naked bodies, but Remus knew tonight all of this was for him.

To this end, Communists of various nationalities have assembled in London and sketched the following manifesto, to be published in the English, French, German, Italian, Flemish and Danish languages.

Sirius started to move his hips a bit faster, still making out with James over Remus’ shoulder, driving Remus mad with lust for both of them. He wanted to last long, he wanted to enjoy this, but if things continued like this it would be a miracle if he hadn’t come in his pants by the first mention of the Bourgeoisie.

In the spirit of commie Remus - open tag for everyone!!

#I MISSED THIS PART #ahahshdhdhxh both laughing and getting 🥹🥹 over the love ahhhh #“oh /marx/” 🤣🤣🤣 #cat tag #wolfstarbucks #fic

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My April Reads

(‼️IF YOU WANT ME TO REMOVE YOUR FIC FROM HERE FOR ANY REASON PLEASE LET ME KNOW. I REVIEW BOOKS BUT ONLY PRAISE FICS.‼️)

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Books:

Babel: An Arcane History by R.F. Kuang

I was hesitant about this book because I know it was relatively popular on booktok and that alone is enough to scare me off most times. I am also not a big fantasy person, but after reading it I think magical realism would be a more accurate classification - the magic fits in with the real world perfectly, serving as a stand in and allegory for other scientific and technological advancements. I am very glad I did read it because I truly am just absolutely floored by this book. It builds such a sense of friendship among the characters, it makes you love them, and it forces you to see things through their eyes. The anticipation is incredible, and the stakes are so high, I genuinely had to take breaks because I was getting overwhelmed (this is not a flaw I am just autistic, excitable, and easily overwhelmed). R. F. Kuang is a genius. Highly, highly recommend for historical fiction lovers, linguistics lovers, and for a story of empire from a non-white view. 5/5 Stars.

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Misc Lit:

I read through all of the submissions featured for the March prompt (Runaway) on Dakota Warren’s literary arts journal Nowhere Girl Collective

My favourites are:

Essay: Kudzu Kids by Megan

Essay: A Letter to These Kids That Ain’t Mine by Elio

Poem: Views of a Civil War From The Other Side of The World by Minerva

Poem: Amber - Crackling by Alice D.

Fiction: To Unbecome God by Mercy Grey

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One Shots:

Paper Birds

This was very cute. I love Sirius in this so so much and Remus is adorable.

safe with you by @hiddenmoonbeam

They’re actually the sweetest little guys ever, I love this so much.

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#🥺😭 thank you for mentioning my fic and with such sweet comment ahhhhhhhhh <33 #this is very special for me🥹 #i'm so glad you enjoyed it!!! <3

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(Fic I didn't know I wanted to write! So thank you for the inspiration, @wolfstarmicrofic!)

28th: Dogwalker AU

673 words

Some good old mutual pining between a dogwalker and his client!

Date My Hooman?

“Has he been a good boy?” Sirius is sitting on his knees, scratching Padfoot’s ears (and making quite the sight while doing so).

Remus crosses his arms over his chest. “Now you're just fishing for compliments. You know damn well Padfoot’s always a good boy.”

Sirius grins up at him. “Guilty as charged.” He looks back at Padfoot who's thoroughly enjoying his ear scratches. “I know my dog is great, but I love hearing other people tell me that my dog is great also.”

“Right you are,” Remus chuckles. “How was your day at the office?”

“Dreadfully dull,” Sirius replies instantly. “Really, Remus, you made some good career choices that you now get to play with dogs all day.”

“Well, I don't get to live in a house like that.” Remus nods towards Sirius’ three-story mansion with the sprawling garden around it.

Sirius winks at him as he gets up to his feet. “Maybe if you play your cards right.”

Remus can feel his cheeks heating up.

Before, he was just amused by Sirius’ flirtatious banter, and he actually gave it as good as he got. But now, he suddenly feels flustered, at a loss for words, and wholly out of his depth whenever Sirius makes a comment like that.

After long conversations, with Sirius being the last stop on Remus’ afternoon route, and being subjected to Sirius’ sharp mind and disarming sense of humour, things have changed for Remus.

He used to think that the best part of his day would always be seeing the excitement on a dog’s face when he reaches out to unclip their leash to let them run around the park and play with their friends, but now, it's like nothing compares to seeing the excitement on Sirius’ face at the end of the day as he crouches down to greet his beloved dog after long hours the office. Remus’ days have started to revolve around the moments he brings Padfoot home, and it's becoming A Problem.

“And that's not even taking into account cold, rain, new regulations, demanding clients,” Remus continues, as if he didn't hear Sirius’ last comment.

Then Remus’ own dog, Moony, dashes forward and starts licking a tail-wagging Padfoot’s face, like he knows he has to say goodbye to his friend for now, and Remus’ heart just melts. “Oh, who am I kidding? It's bloody amazing.”

When the dogs have said their goodbyes, it's time for their owners to do so as well.

“See you tomorrow?” Sirius asks.

“Of course.”

“Great.” Sirius beams at him. “Looking forward to it.”

Remus’ heart skips a beat at those words. Yes, definitely A Problem.

Sirius has given Remus the key to the annex besides the main house, so he can pick up Padfoot, take him for a long walk, and then, by the time they return, Sirius will be back from the office and usually already waiting on them.

Sirius has actually turned the annex into a space especially for Padfoot, with water and food, several dog beds, toys, and a dog door, so he can go in and out to the yard whenever he wants. Sirius has even hung framed pictures on the walls of him and Padfoot together. A fuzzy feeling spreads across Remus’ chest upon seeing those pictures. A Problem indeed.

Padfoot immediately comes running, happily wagging his tail, brimming with excitement to go on his walk.

“Calm down, Pads,” Remus laughs, as the dog keeps circling his legs and jumping up and down. “Come on, I need to attach your leash, otherwise we can't go. Hey, what you've got there, buddy?” He spots a piece of paper neatly tucked underneath Padfoot’s collar and he plucks it out. As he unfolds it, he realizes it's a note.

And as he reads, a huge smile starts to spread across Remus’ face.

Dear Remus,

You might have noticed that my hooman has quite a crush on you.

Will you please save me from his desperate pining, and let my hooman take you out on a date?

#😭😭😭😭❤ #so cute #wolfstar #fic

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Animals interrupting photographers

#🥹 #animals

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peter in the shack trying to defend himself against murderous wolfstar

having discord set to swedish but it still also reads english search words generates quite interesting results

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having discord set to swedish but it still also reads english search words generates quite interesting results

#hugga (ved) is swedish for chopping (wood) #i did search for “hug” though so that ax was....unexpected 💀

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Snippet Day

Tagged by @sectoren @plecotusauritus and @lynxindisguise, thank you dears <3 haven't had anything to share for quite a while but @polaroidcats cuddle the dog agenda is giving me brainrot, and it makes me so happy people are enjoying safe with you, so I'm writing more!!

Here's from part two:

He isn’t sure how he would have managed these last few years without the dog. Padfoot makes joy and happiness grow, and horrible memories fade. He doesn’t feel stress the same way or for the same things. He loves easily, without the crippling doubt and second-guessing of a human taught he isn’t good enough. The yearning is simpler; he knows the wolf’s both forms are special to him, in a different way than the stag and the rat are, and is happy just to be close to him. And sure, sometimes the fear is too strong, but when told he matters, when hugged and petted and held in the warmth of a loving embrace, he believes it.

There are no hugs or pets today. No words of comfort, or soft smiles. Only pale, bloodstained skin and the barely noticeable rise and fall of the chest beneath his head.

Tagging @in-flvx @kaaaaaaarf @spindrifters and everyone else who wants to share <3

#wolfstar #my writing #cuddle the dog #hmmm need a tag for this series...

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sorry but like sirius is so powerfully hot?? like hes canonically the most attractive super handsomest to ever handsome, he has a dark past that he outgrew bcs hes stronger and better morally, he has a found family, hes incredibly smart and talented, hes rich, hes mysterious, hes gay (subtext), the whole world turned against him only for him to prove them all wrong, we find out his motives are always for the good of his loved ones, he loves animals, animals love him, he would die and kill for his loved ones-

like come on

#sirius black #my love

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WELL when you phrase it like that.....😌😏

Calling out @hiddenmoonbeam who had the audacity to call a collar, a leash and a blindfold in one of her drawings "just a few silly lines", AS IF IT'S NOTHING

#cat tag #leash the dog #also going to tag this #jilypad #for no reason at all.... um #😇

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monday snipperoo

ty for the tag @fruityindividual <333

Similar to speaking another language, this brain and tongue are already primed to sing the vivid but smoothly flowing lyrics. These fingers know exactly what to do even without the guitar in his hands. But consciously, he doesn’t know these songs. He didn’t write them. He’s not even sure what most of them mean, though he thinks most of them are political statements disguised as love songs. Even stranger is the way this body sings, the way he breathes and positions his tongue and shapes his mouth that feels both completely foreign and utterly natural. Could all versions of him sing like this? Hours pass in minutes, and Remus pokes his head in, holding a sandwich. “You should eat.” Even when everything changes, nothing does. “Thanks l—Lupin.” He lingers in the doorway for a moment, knobby fingers drumming on the wood. “I’ve got you, you know. If you forget the words, I’ll hop onto the melody. Same with the chords. Anything you need.” Would you hold me, if I asked? “Whatever you’re going through, you know I get it.” “How are you?” Sirius asks, testing. He doesn’t want him to be miserable, of course. But the, “Yeah I’m alright, for once,” stings more than he can bear to admit.

tagging @babblingflowers @colgatebluemintygel @divinerapturee @hiddenmoonbeam @kaaaaaaarf @vajazzly @plecotusauritus

#the “l--Lupin” #“would you hold me if i asked?” #GODS i don't fully know what's going on and i still haven't started the fic #(i need to... oh i need to!!!!) #but those lines 😭😭😭 i can feel the hurt #lynx tag #fic #wolfstar

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I told Cat and Em that in the polish translation James's nickname is Rogacz. This is quite a literal translation of Prongs - literally this word would mean "someone who has horns/antlers". But the actual meaning of Rogacz - that im almost sure most children reading the books didnt know about -is "cuckold"

Do with that information what you will

#wolfstarbucks #yes sure but also #jilypad #the potential here.... ummm 👀 #anyway obsessed with translations of the names it's so fun and interesting and can bring unexpected layers to the characters hahahaha #nyx tag #cat tag #james potter

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wolfstar AU where they meet at a gay bar and Remus invites Sirius back to his place, saying he will ask his flatmates to let them have the living space for a bit so they can be alone together and when they get there it turns out Remus lives in a treehouse that's not much more than a few planks of wood and a hammock, his flatmates are the squirrels & birds who also live in the tree and surrounding his tree is a lovely herb and vegetable garden that is his pride and joy, do you see the vision?

#oh my gosh this is so cute 😭 #also zlflgldk prev> #wait but… what if it wasn’t an au #what if lie low at lupin’s was in a treehouse…. #< PLEASE #cat tag #wolfstar

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anyway the actual point of fandom is to inspire each other. reading each other's fics and admiring each other's art and saying wow i love this and i feel something and i want to invoke this in other people, i want to write a sentence that feels like a meteor shower, i want to paint a kiss with such tenderness it makes you ache, i want to create something that someone else somewhere will see it and think oh, i need to do that too, right now. i am embracing being a corny cunt on main to say inspiring each other is one of the things humanity is best at and one of the things fandom is built for and i think that's beautiful

#this. this is one of the best things with fandom #i love it so much #<3 #fandom

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I challenged myself to paint at least(!) one Sirius Black art a month this year, so here is the April painting! And as I haven’t had much time in April, I made a more detailed artwork :') Well, but it was a lot of fun! I also added a close up because I really like his face in this one :)

#OH MY GOD LOOK AT HIM ABDBVGNKD #gorgeous man #gorgeous art #ahhhh you're so skilled!!!! #art #sirius black

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slumber (with hermione’s two gingers)

#love this 😭 #the colours #the poses #the warmth #the kitty stretch!!! #ronmione #hp #art

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the day after tomorrow on ao3

Wolfstar. 641 words. G. Post-War Hurt/Comfort. Sirius as Padfoot.

"Padfoot. Oh, Padfoot. Good boy, I—I missed you. Oh, I missed you." He sobs into Padfoot's dark fur, stroking a loving hand up and down his back, relishing the feeling of familiar coarse, dark fur running between his fingers. or Remus comes back from war, but it's one of those videos of soldiers seeing their dogs again for the first time in months.

I don't know where this came from. I think it's leftover brainrot after reading this fic by @hiddenmoonbeam and from thinking about @polaroidcats Cuddle the Dog agenda.

#i saw the other post last night when i was about to sleep #just opened to save for later and saw your author's note 😭😭😭 #so special for me that my fic could be even a tiny inspiration for this 🥺😭😭 #i've been at work today but can't wait to finally read this!!!! #cuddle the dog #!!!!!!! #fic #karfy tag #wolfstar

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hear me out... remus wearing mittens holding a hot cocoa... curls poking out of his ear muffs... red nose peaking out of a giant scarf and seven jumpers layered under a puffy coat...

#sirius has such strong cute aggression he just wants to bite his cheeks #< prev prev #all of this🥹😭❤ #remus lupin #wolfstar #lynx tag #karfy tag