Remus: *sees Sirius wearing fancy clothes*
Remus, sad: I see you have a date. Who's the lucky person?
Sirius: …
Sirius: I forgot to ask you, didn't I?
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I want a Wolfstar “tattoo reveal” fic where they reunite after years apart but REMUS is the one with a tattoo for Sirius this time.
Like Sirius keeps catching glimpses of a dark tattoo whenever Remus’ shirt rides up. He asks about it over and over and when he finally sees it it’s a big black dog that looks just like Padfoot 😭
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written with @wolfstarmicrofic prompts: affection + lust
The door to the broom cupboard creaked open, but the two boys didn’t even bother pulling away from each other this time.
Minerva sighed, long-suffering. This was starting to become routine.
“Mr Black, Mr Lupin, please keep it in your pants.”
But Sirius and Remus were far too busy shoving their tongues down each other’s throats to respond.
It was only when the professor cast a spell to slightly push them apart that the two boys finally broke their kiss. Flushed and panting, they both turned to look at her as they came down from their lust-driven fervour.
“Oh, come on, Minnie!” Sirius complained, “We were just getting started.”
Minerva repressed a smile, drawing her mouth into a thin line, the way she always did when the Marauders used that nickname.
“Well then,” she declared, “I’m glad I caught you two before things could… escalate.”
Remus snorted. Sirius winked at him. The couple grinned at each other, all sharp teeth and fiery affection.
Minerva’s heartstrings tugged in her chest. She knew from the moment they sat beside each other in her very first class –one boy all awkward limbs and lost eyes, the other all haughty swagger– that Sirius Black and Remus Lupin would have a love like no other.
Because their love was like a furnace, warming everything around them.
Even an old lady’s lonely heart.
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Marauders headcanon:
Before they got together Sirius did lots of the flirting and dropping hints. When Remus finally (finally!) caught on Sirius had to get used to a much flirtier Remus than he expected. Sirius, who’s poker face is terrible, often would be found bright red and flustered next to a smug Remus.
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Conversations with my not girlfriend that remind me of marauders characters part. 46
Gray = Grant
Purple = Remus
~talking about Sirius in the earlier years~
(I should separate the convos with other people and my not girlfriend into different series or smth) (just know if it doesn’t say not girlfriend it’s not with her it’s someone else)
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Remus: You know what‘s funny?
Sirius: That I‘m in love with you and you still haven‘t noticed?
Remus: No, I—
Remus: WAIT, WHAT?!
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written with @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: glisten
Fuck those stupid Muggle fitness mags.
Remus never should have introduced them to Sirius. Because now, every evening while James is off doing Head Boy duties and Peter is off doing Remedial Charms, Remus finds himself alone with Sirius. A very toned, very sweaty Sirius, who insists on going through his entire workout in nothing but tiny gym shorts.
Which would have been fine, really, if Sirius didn’t also insist that Remus sit on his back every time he did push-ups.
Now Remus sits, arms crossed and face flushed, watching the bare muscles of Sirius’ broad shoulders tighten and loosen with each rise and fall of his glistening body.
Bless those lovely Muggle fitness mags.
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