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resident-gay-bitch · 1 month
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It’s on the more mature side too, sooooo 🤭🤭
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the marauders became animagi for remus because 2 of them are in love with him and the other one is just along for the ride
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starlenemckinnon · 5 months
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omg also! I have developed a sudden love for wolfstarbucks <3 the soulmate agenda being pushed for james and sirius and letting it go deeper than just friendship is perfect, but remus balances their personalities out and brings them back to earth when they get too excited! also just sirius and james having a shared crush on remus is so cute; they share everything, why not share a boyfriend too?
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charmstwit · 8 months
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@marauders-omegaverse-fest invited everyone to share a preview of their fest submissions, so PigeononaCloud and I thought we'd share ours. This is a WIP long fic that we've been working on for a few months that currently sits at over 60 chapters and more than 235k words, plus more than 50k words in in-universe side fics. The main pairing is Wolfstarbucks (James x Remus x Sirius) with several side pairings. Multiple POVs. Rated E. We are very excited to start posting this, and thanks so much to the fest mods for hosting this and helping us with some technical things.
Summary:
Secondary genders have been repressed for generations until one day they are suddenly back. James, Remus, and Sirius are just trying to navigate 7th year at Hogwarts without losing their minds. Luckily for them, they are best friends who are willing to help each other out. It's just a little bit of knotting between friends, right? Totally temporary.
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“Well I have a rule,” Sirius sniffs in his haughtiest voice, because he likes to get under Remus’s skin. Remus almost looks grateful for a moment. “I think there should be no jealousy about other alphas or omegas.”
“You think that?” James asks skeptically.
Sirius frowns. “I do.”
“You got jealous once when I said my mum was my best friend,” James says.
“Well she isn’t, I am,” Sirius says with some annoyance. “I thought we sorted that out.”
“You got jealous when I looked at Fabian Prewett too long,” James says.
“You were giving him a best friend sort of look!” Sirius snaps. “Which, again, is me!”
“I think that’s fine,” Remus says in the tight voice he uses when he’s lying. “No point getting jealous. We’re just friends. Doing this to stay safe.”
Sirius swallows a wince. He didn’t need the reminder that Remus and James would never look at him like that. He nods, looking somewhere over Remus’s shoulder. “Right. Friends.”
“Best friends,” James adds.
“So no permanent marks,” Remus says. “Right? I mean… you’ll both want to find your own mate one day. A real one.”
“And you. You’ll want a real mate,” Sirius says, trying to sear the truth deep in his brain. This isn’t real. He can’t hold on to this. It doesn’t really belong to him, they don’t really belong to him. This is just a short and lovely fantasy. Or—not fantasy. Fantasy implies that he wants it, and he wants… well, it doesn’t matter what he wants, anyway.
So this is just the short term. Fun. A lark. 
“Right. Nothing permanent.”  James asks, his hands tight on his snitch. He looks like his stomach hurts. “Any other rules?”
“No,” Remus says quietly, a matching look on his face. “No. You?”
“I want to finish what I started,” James say determinedly. “Maybe it’s just short term, but we’ve got all these hormones and I intend to enjoy myself. Unless there’s a rule against that.”
Remus sighs. “James, I—“
But James is already rolling to his feet. “I dare you.”
Remus’s brows furrow. “You dare me?”
“I dare you to let me suck your cock. Unless you’re chicken.”
Coming to AO3 on September 4
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bunny175 · 2 years
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A/N: Okay so here’s part two of the extracts from the newest chapter of gentle hands! I really hope you enjoy <333
Summary: just Sirius and Remus torturing James in the best way possible. This is part the newest chapter in my Dom/Sub au 😘
Link to full chapter: (it’s a lot longer and provides a lot more context and smut!! ;))))) <33
When Sirius arrives two hours later, James is fast asleep. He's curled around Remus' side like a koala, head resting on his dominant's chest as he clings to the man.
"He looks calmer." Is the first thing Sirius says, grinning in relief as he takes in his dominant.
"I think this is the deepest sleep he's had all week." Remus answers, smiling back at him.
"What did you say to him?"
"Just that it wasn't his fault. He'd got it into his head that he could've stopped it. We talked about him trusting people as well, and I think he's starting to get that there are still good people out there."
"Good." Sirius answers, stripping off his clothes before climbing in behind James in just his underwear.
Neither of them mention how hypercritical it is of Sirius, who has never, and will never trust a dominant that isn't Remus. Even Effie hasn't quite made it to his list of people that are completely safe, though she is the only Dom who's made it remotely near.
Sirius' clambering seems to awaken the sleeping sub, who lets out a soft huff as he takes in his surroundings.
"Hey Prongs." Sirius says gently, nosing at the nape of James' neck. "How're you doing?"
James hums something intelligible, his eyes heavy as he lets his gaze drift up to Remus.
"He's alright." Remus answers, when its clear the sub isn't going reply. "Just a bit overwhelmed, right baby?"
James nods, nuzzling against Remus' neck.
"Achy." He mutters, trying his best to stretch out, without removing his face from Remus' neck.
Remus laughs softly.
"Achy? Do you need a massage, prongsy?" Sirius teases, peppering kisses against the back of the sub's neck even as his hands reach up to dig into the tight muscles of James' shoulders.
The sub whines, his hips twitching slightly in pleasure as he melts against Remus.
Sirius raises an amused eyebrow, shifting his gaze towards Remus who winks at him.
"A bit overwhelmed and achy eh?" Sirius says, teasingly. "If only there was a solution to that."
James shudders beneath his touch, pressing further in to Remus in a poor attempt to escape Sirius' warm breath as it teases across his skin.
"I think there might be one." Remus purrs, adjusting his leg so that James has no choice but to rock against it, whining pitifully as he chases the sweet sensation.
"There we go." Remus soothes, smirking as Sirius' kisses grow wetter, sucking softly at the sub's sensitive skin as his thumbs dig mercilessly into his tense muscles. "Is this okay, baby?"
James nods into his neck.
"I need words, Jamie." Remus says softly, moving so that he can grasp the sub's cheeks. He can tell that the sub is still under; subspace toying with his head, making him relaxed and floaty but not to the extent that he's dropped.
"Yessir-" The sub slurs, his hips continuing to buck restlessly.
"Good boy."
James whines.
"That's it baby, let us take care of you." He soothes, allowing Sirius to move so that he's sat up against the headboard, pulling James back to lean against his chest as he resumes his ministrations.
"Ah." James whimpers as Sirius finds a particularly deep knot, forcing his thumbs to unpick it as he nibbles at James' earlobe.
Remus smirks at the interaction, letting himself settle in between James' legs. He doesn't hesitate to unzip the sub's trousers, smirking slightly as Sirius mimicks him, undoing the boy's buttons one by one as he sucks light hickeys into the sub's neck.
Remus is gentle as he pulls the sub's trousers and pants off, letting his hands trail over the boy's taught abs before gripping his hardening cock.
James whimpers.
The sound pulls Remus' attention to his mouth, and before he can stop himself he's reaching up, pressing two, long, fingers past his lips and pressing down on the back of the sub's tongue.
James gags slightly, his eyes beginning to water.
"Look at you. So pretty." Remus praises, unable to help himself.
James whimpers again, his hips bucking upwards without his permission.
"You like that, hm?" Remus teases, pulling his fingers out to trace the wet digits across the sub's lips before pressing them back inwards; further this time, feeling the sub swallow as he tries to take them.
James nods, his tongue pressing upwards against Remus' fingers as if they were Remus' cock; trying his best to make the Dom feel good.
"God, you're so good for me." The Dom says, as he pulls away, gazing at his subs in silent awe.
James especially, looks utterly debauched. Naked except for his open shirt, breath hitching as he stares up at Remus with wet, swollen lips and an open gaze.
Sirius, on the other hand, looks mischievous, and Remus can tell even before the sub moves, that he's got plans for James; plans that involve the sub's pretty nipples.
James is so busy staring up at his Dom that he doesn't feel Sirius move, can't see that the other sub is sucking his own fingers, getting them wet so that he can reach around and play with the boy in front of him.
Eventually he does realise, his head turning in confusion as to why Sirius is no longer kissing his neck; but by then it's too late, and James lets out a high pitched whine as Sirius pinches gently at the sensitive skin, rolling the hard numbs between his fingers at frustratingly slow pace.
"O-oh." James gasps, half startled, half overwhelmed as his nerves jump and his hips thrust upwards. "S-Sirius- ah." He whimpers, so overwhelmed at the sexual touch after a week of not having much of it that he can't help but writhe, chasing the sensation as though it's enough to get him off.
Thinking about it; it might be.
Remus, devil that he is, reaches for his wand, his eyes never once leaving the show being put on in front of him. He mutters the spell to clean James almost thoughtlessly, settling between the sub's muscular thighs as he uses the sub's distraction to ease a wet finger into his hole.
James gasps.
Remus doesn't waste any time teasing the boy; he crooks his finger almost immediately, finding the sub's prostate with practiced ease, smirking to himself as the gasping sub presses down against him.
"Sir- ah- feels- feels good-" The sub babbles, arching his back.
"Does it?" Remus coos, pulling his finger out, just to press a second one in. Once again he finds James' prostate, working it over, revelling in the way the sub contorts beneath him.
"Please-" The sub whimpers. "Please- Please- Please-"
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Final Day: all i can breathe is your life by @steelprisms and @neondomino
Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin/James Potter, Remus Lupin/James Potter, Sirius Black/James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Characters: Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black, Hope Lupin, Fenrir Greyback, Antonin Dolohov
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Dragons, Cults, Sharing a Bed, Idiots in Love, Shower Sex, On the Run, Escape, Action/Adventure, Romance, Slow Burn, Himbo James Potter, Friends to Lovers, Best Friends, Mother-Son Relationship, Heavy Angst, Eventual Smut, Implied/Referenced Torture, Jealousy
Summary: They want to break him. Make him give up, and they’re doing a good job. For as much as Remus tries to hold on, he feels that control slipping away each day. The years have taken their toll on him and he’s sure he’s just a shell of a person at this point.
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Or, the dragon inside of Remus is far less of a threat than the monsters trying to lure it out.
You can find the story here
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aphrcdites · 9 months
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the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object
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thatboisus · 3 months
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“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.
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chuueppz · 4 months
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GUYS HELP!! I NEED TO FIND A FIC
I ended up losing the fic when i changed cellphones and I can't find it anymore 😅
Its a marauders fic set in a university (they are still magical, but the college is muggle), the shipp is Remus×Sirius×James and wolfstar is already together when james comes to their dorm.
If i remember correctly, the fic has more than 30-40 chaps already
PLZ HELPPPPP
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natti-ice · 1 month
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18+ mdni
Me: “fuck, I need his cock”
Him: *is literally just words on tumblr*
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resident-gay-bitch · 3 months
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Remus and Sirius both hate their scars. Remus looks at his, at the big silver slash on his face and all the ridges littering his skin and all he sees is an ugly monster. Sirius looks at the cuts on his calves and back given by his mother and the two scars on his chest that took him too long to get, and feels ugly and unworthy of love.
They lay in bed together one gloomy afternoon, hand in hand, not speaking but quietly crying. They’re both tucked tightly under the covers so as many scars are covered as possible.
James gets home and finds them like this, he knows what they’re feeling, why they’re crying, and he knows they won’t be able to lift eachother up. They both find their own scars ugly, so why would the other believe them if they say someone else’s aren’t?
But James isn’t scarred. Not really. He has a few from quidditch and mucking about as a child, but none of his scars hold the gravity that Remus and Sirius’ do. Remus’ scars are a reflection of the very thing inside him he hates that comes out every full moon and scarres him more. And Sirius’ scars show his abuse, what his mother did to him all his life and how much more she hurt him when he told her he wasn’t her perfect daughter and in fact a man, and the scars on his chest still make him doubt himself from time to time. He looks at James and Remus and compares himself, he doesn’t feel good enough, he thinks he’ll never be enough.
When James finds them tucked into bed like this, he quietly undresses from his work gear and crawls over the quilt and kisses them both gently, promises they’re beautiful and tells each of them exactly what he needs. He peels back the covers and kisses each and every one of their scars, pouring all of his love into them. He lays there between them and traces his fingers over raised skin and smiles, he tells them they’re brave, and loved, and beautiful. He promises each that they are so so loved.
It takes a few hours, but eventually they both come around and are smiling, showering James all the love they feel from him and smothering him in their affections.
More often than not, James comes home to find at least one of them hurting, and he knows he’s the only one who can heal their heart for a little while. But James doesn’t mind, he loves taking care of those he loves. He adores it. He loves making those of his smile and feel whole again, and he really does love their scars, pressing his lips to all he can reach and tracing fingertips over to feel the raised skin.
And it’s okay, because when James has bad days, he has both Remus and Sirius to help pick up the pieces. They’ll find him rotting in bed and hold him, kiss him, whisper sweet nothings into his ear. They’ll pamper him and wait on him hand and foot, and make him feel like he does belong here. He belongs with them, where they make him feel safe and warm.
He cries into their necks or shoulders or chests, and they run their fingers through his hair and kiss him wherever their lips can reach. He traces a finger over their pretty scars and feels a little more grounded.
He knows those scars weigh heavy on his lovers. They haunt them, and they haunt him too. Each and every one of those scars hurt, they come from a place of negativity. But without those scars Sirius and Remus wouldn’t be the Sirius and Remus that James gets to hold today.
Those scars have shaped them into the brave, gentle, caring people they are, and James loves them. He lays with them late at night and feels whole.
And sometimes, on the good nights, Sirius and Remus will lay in bed and each trace their fingertips over the little bumps and pale scars on James’ skin, and they’ll kiss them, and call them beautiful, just like he always does for them.
Remus and Sirius may not love their scars, but James does. James loves every part of them, and he always will.
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rosieandthethorns · 4 months
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i don't WANT to read smut right now
i WANT to read a passionate, poetic, jaw dropping, tears streaking down my face, heart wrenching, giggle inducing, feet kicking, cringy yet amazing, gorgeous story written by someone who apologizes for english not being their first language(they're the best writers ever) which has 4 chapters and then makes me scream because it hasnt been updated in months and the author is mia
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starchaserfanatic · 6 months
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My Friends/Family: Hey can I see your phone? I need to look something up.
Me, closing like 80+ Ao3 Tabs as fast as I can:
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charmstwit · 8 months
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Chapter 3: Scented
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“She smells like nothing.” James frowns. “Or maybe she smells like nothing new? She smells like Kerry, but the same as Kerry smelled yesterday. So, fine.” 
Remus shakes his head, and that makes his scent pulse through the air around James. “She’s a beta. Can you smell that?”
“No, Moony. I smell nothing. Weren’t you listening?” James leans closer to Remus. “You smell amazing though.” 
“You, too, actually.” Remus moves closer to him, and James feels like he is bathing in Remus’s scent, and that is just fucking fine. He hopes that he smells like Remus for the rest of forever, because that has to be better than whatever James smells like. “Don’t move.” 
Remus presses his nose into James’s neck, and James nearly sinks to his knees–except Remus said don’t move and James is not going to move. Remus rubs his nose over James’s neck, and he didn’t even know that spot was a bit sensitive and sore until Remus touched it. James inhales sharply when Remus licks over the spot. 
“Fuck, Moony.” James can tell his voice is raspy now, but he doesn’t even care. Not if Remus is going to keep touching him. 
“That’s not it. There’s more somewhere.” 
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addsalwayssick · 2 months
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Remus opened his letter, surprised when it appeared to be a howler. The last time he’d heard one was the day before Sirius got disowned back in 5th year.
He was in the dining hall for breakfast, sitting at the staff table. He watched as Harry and Hermione plotted, looking anxious. He blew it off, as it seemed Harry was always weary.
“A howler,” Snape sneered from beside him.
“Astute observation, Severus.” Remus told him, nodding at him.
Remus disregarded Snape, and focused on the howler. There was no name on it, so it was possible it was from a student playing a prank. In good nature, for the prankingnostalgia, Remus opened it.
There was silence for a moment before a loud, booming voice started to yell. “DARLINGGGGG, GUESS WHOS BACK FROM JAIL” And it was his Sirius Black. And he knew they would find each other again.
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bunny175 · 2 years
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A/N: Okay so here’s a little extract from the newest chapter of gentle hands! Featuring a tearful James and of course, a gentle Remus. Enjoy!
Summary: just some gentle Dom Remus taking care of a very overwhelmed James 🥺 This is part the newest chapter in my Dom/Sub au 😘
Link to full chapter: (it’s a lot longer and provides a lot more context and smut!! ;))))) <33
Remus tries to keep an eye on James throughout the day.
It's not difficult, considering the sub follows Sirius around like an attack dog, a constant threat to anyone who as much as glances at the long haired boy.
Remus can tell that it's starting to piss Sirius off, even though the sub tries his best to hide it.
Every once in a while he'll catch Sirius' eye who scowls at him, a silent, albeit bratty, questioning of why James hasn't been dropped yet.
He doesn't know how to explain that it's not that simple and that he can't just drop the boy when he isn't willing. He'd expect Sirius to know that, by now, but when it comes to James, Sirius has never been very rational.
James himself, seems as though he's falling apart.
Remus can see everything bubbling beneath the surface, even as the sub continues to pretend he's okay. He sees it in the shake of his hands, in the tick of his jaw, in the furrow of his brow. It's hard to watch, especially as the dominant inside him screams at him to just march over and drag the sub back to bed and take care of him. But that's not how their relationship works. And Remus would rather die than force his boy into a drop before he's ready.
Yet as the day drags on, James only seems to get worse. He's crabby, and stroppy, and his fear seems to translate into a nasty combination of aggression and possession. He's first to push past Dorcas to sit beside Sirius, uncaring of the daggers she glares his head once he's stolen her seat. First to get Remus' arm in a death grip, wrenching him away from a group of giggling fifth years who have had their eye on Remus for months. At one point Remus even has to drag him backwards, single handedly stopping the boy from launching himself at Barty when the Dom slings an innocent arm over Regulus' shoulders.
Well, not so innocent if Regulus' blush is anything to go by, but that's none of Remus' business.
It all comes to a head when James adds a wrong ingredient to his veritasirum. The concoction begins to bubble and churn, spitting and flicking large chunks of tar like liquid out into the air like cannon balls.
Sirius curses violently beside him, seemingly forgetting his magic for a moment as he glances down at his ruined uniform in dispair before lilly rolls her eyes and mutters a spell that cleans the whole mess.
"Honestly, you two." She scolds in mock exasperation.
Remus almost expects James to go ballistic; curse her out for insulting Sirius or something else of that sort. What he gets instead, is something exponentially worse.
James does indeed seem to miss the mocking aspect entirely, but instead of rage, his eyes well with tears, lower lip trembling as he fights not to cry.
"Okay. Okay." Remus says gently, up and out of his seat before anyone has the chance to comment. He can see the looks of worry passed around the classroom as the normally beaming boy sniffles, trying his best to hide his face as the exhaustion and stress catch up to him all at once. "C'mon, back to bed eh?" Remus whispers once he's close enough to the sub, glancing at Slughorn for all of a second, as if daring him to argue, before ushering James from the room and towards their dorm.
The second they arrive, Remus pulls the sub into bed with him, tightening his grip as the boy begins to cry in earnest.
"Okay. I know. It's okay, baby. C'mon." Remus coos, carding his fingers through his hair as he mutters nonsense.
"I'm- I'm so useless-" James sobs, hiccoughing between words as he presses his face further into Remus' neck.
"No you're not. Look at me. James. Look at me. That's enough." Remus says, pulling away so that he can cup the boys face, staring intently into his eyes as he holds him there. "You are not in the least bit useless. Do you understand me? You are not useless."
James' lower lip resumes its trembling and Remus curses himself for being so harsh, loosing the grip he has on the subs cheeks so that he can pepper kisses across his face.
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