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mxskellington · 9 days

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Sirius is one of those people that can’t, for the fucking life of him, remember what shows/movies/ect are on what streaming services and it pisses Rem off to hell and back

𝗦𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀: Hey Moons? Is *show* on Hulu?

𝗥𝗲𝗺𝘂𝘀: No

𝗦𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀: Well, BBC then?

𝗥𝗲𝗺𝘂𝘀: No

𝗦𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀: What the hell is it on?!

Peacock? [no] Prime? [no] Archive?

𝗥𝗲𝗺𝘂𝘀: for thE LOVE OF FUCKING MERLIN

*grabs remote*

*netflix dun-dun*

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #dead gay wizards #wolfstar modern AU

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jamesunderwater · 1 year

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Dive - a wolfstar microfic

in which sirius black is a volleyball bro, james potter is a competitive dick, and remus lupin might explode if sirius touches him again

Continuation of part 1 - Uni AU - word count: 1,211 - @wolfstarmicrofic

“How did I get coerced into this…” Remus muttered, self-consciously hugging his arms to his body. He felt naked, despite wearing a very average pair of swimming trunks and a classic uni t-shirt. Playing sports in front of anyone always made him feel this way: exposed, small, and insufficient. He watched the easy way Sirius and James laughed while walking onto the sand volleyball court and dug both hands into his eyes in exasperation. This was going to be a disaster.

“Oy, c’mon, Lupin!” James called, waving him over. The opposing team had arrived and were beginning to take their places. Remus sighed, silently preparing himself to destroy any semblance of a chance he had at making Sirius like him. Not that those chances had been astronomical to begin with. He was batting a solid 00. Or whatever that stupid reference would be.

Sirius clapped a hand on his shoulder as he reached them, and Remus felt the warmth of it buzz all the way down his arm. “Alright, so since it’s 3 on 3, we’ll play two up top and one covering the back end of the court. Remus, think you can handle the back? James has a mean swing and I already know how he likes to be set up.”

Remus nodded along, though he understood around 20% of what Sirius was trying to communicate. Most of his mind was stuck on the fact that Sirius hadn’t removed his hand yet.

“Awesome. Let’s do this!” He grinned, squeezing Remus’s shoulder before he and James broke off and knowingly went to their spots. Remus stood staring around him for a moment, unsure where to stand, until deciding it made sense for him to be roughly centered and near the back line of the court.

The opposing team served first. And three times in a row, the ball came flying toward the back faster than Remus could process what was happening. He watched James and Sirius exchange a glance and call a timeout, and his face burned red.

Sirius and James approached him. The latter boy looked a little frustrated - he was clearly the more competitive one between them - but Sirius was smiling. God, his smile could melt a fucking iceberg. “Alright, so, their server is good.” He started.

“Stating the obvious,” James grumbled.

Sirius ignored him. “Remus, they seem to be favoring the right side of the court, so you should move over and just stand like this -” He held his arms together, forearms facing out, hands clamped over one another loosely. “All you have to do is let the ball make contact with your forearms, and James and I will do the rest.” Remus nodded, briefly noting how thick Sirius’s forearms were. “James will step back a bit to cover the left corner, and I’ll move toward the middle. Then, once you take the serve, we can move back to our previous positions. Got it?” He raised his eyebrows at Remus, and the sandy-haired boy was struck by how open and patient he was. Remus was embarrassing the hell out of them, but unlike James, Sirius didn’t seem to care.

They went to their assigned positions, and Remus readied himself, arms out just as Sirius had shown. His stomach jumped as the ball was served, and he almost closed his eyes as it headed straight for him. But at the last moment he realized it was coming just to his left, so he stepped to the side and the ball made contact. The force with which the player had served it caused the ball to bounce easily off of his forearms, just as Sirius said it would, and into a perfect position for Sirius. He set the ball high and towards the front of the net, and Remus watched as James seemed to catapult himself from the back of the court to slam the ball down on the opposing team’s side.

Sirius whistled and high-fived James, then turned to Remus with a huge smile that turned his stomach much harder than receiving the serve had. “That was great!” He came over and threw an arm over Remus’s shoulder, smothering him in the musky mixed scent of Sirius, spring air, and sweatied deodorant. “Knew you could do it.” He said, breath near Remus’s ear, and Remus thought he might collapse then and there.

“Thanks,” he said, stepping out from Sirius’s grasp as casually as possible before he passed out from the sheer heat of him. “You’re a good teacher.”

“Coach,” Sirius corrected. “Next up, learning how to volley back and forth.”

It went on like this for a while - they’d lose several points in a row, Sirius would pause to show Remus how to correct his mistakes or handle a new hit, James would grumble about it all, and Remus would turn out to be not so terrible once given directions.

Miraculously, (and mostly thanks to the impressive dynamic between Sirius and James) they were now only behind one point. 20-19.

“Game point.” James said, and Remus could see the serious tightness of his jaw as he spoke. “Be ready,” he said, looking directly at Remus.

The other team served, and Remus let the ball hit his forearms, angling it towards Sirius. Sirius set it for James, who spiked it into the waiting arms of the other team’s setter. They put up what Remus now knew to be a great set for their spiker, and Remus held his breath, terrified for the moment he’d fuck this up.

Almost in slow motion, he saw the spiker choose their target on the court: just behind Sirius, far enough back that he’d miss it, and far enough forward that Remus could never make it in time.

Instinctively, he pitched himself forward, throwing his hands out in front of him with his forearms out as Sirius had taught him. His eyes were snapped closed when he felt the ball make contact, and by the time he’d scrambled up again and opened them, James was sending a flaming spike to the corner of the other team’s court.

Sirius whooped so loudly it made Remus jumped. “HELL YEAH!” He and James came up to Remus at the same time. “What a fucking dive, man!”

“Who knew you had it in you?” James was grinning appreciatively at Remus, nearly a different man than the peeved competitor from moments before.

Sirius was looking Remus over, laughing. “Welcome to your first dig, Lupin,” he said, then (to Remus’s horror) began swiping the sand off of the front of Remus’s shirt. Remus froze at the touch, deeply aware of how broad Sirius’s hand felt against his thinner chest, and hoped his face was not as red as it felt. Finally snapping out of it, he quickly assisted by brushing the sand off of his shorts before Sirius could go so far as to do it himself.

“Yeah, thanks,” he breathed, trying to smile normally at the two other boys.

“Now let’s go finish this,” Sirius said, once again clapping his hand on Remus’s shoulder. He looked at Remus like he was thrilled to have him there, a part of this with them.

Or you could just finish me? The traitorous voice in Remus’s head responded.

God, he hated his roommate.

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author's note: okay this is absolutely becoming a continuous fic for the month (or less or more who knows) i'm obsessed with these goons. also lol who knew i remembered so much about intramural volleyball from college?? the only sport i could coherently write like this 😆

#wolfstar microfic #wolfstar fic #wolfstar fanfiction #remus lupin #james potter #sirius black #r/s #the marauders #the marauders era #mwpp era #marauders fanfiction #wolfstar modern au #my writing #wolfstar microfic*#wolfstar*

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mcdynamite · 10 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Characters: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Alice Longbottom (mentioned), Frank Longbottom (mentioned), James Potter (mentioned), Regulus Black (mentioned) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Muggle, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff, Sexual Tension, Mutual Pining, Childhood Friends, Chance Meetings, Gay Bar, Minor Original Character(s), Almost No Angst! (for once), Loss of Parent(s), (but it's Walburga and she sucks so Sirius isn't sad about it), Teacher Remus Lupin, Alcohol, mentioned jegulus, Remus being a simp for 13k words, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Tattoos, New York City, Sexual Content, Top Remus Lupin, Bottom Sirius Black, Idiots in Love, Cuddling & Snuggling, Hopeful Ending Summary:

“No?” the man said. “And where might this dashing fellow countryman of mine be?”

“Right here, actually,” Remus said with a lopsided grin, finally turning to face the newcomer. “I’m Re-”

He stopped halfway through his introduction to gape at the man in front of him. His pale skin was littered with tattoos – most of them black as his hair, which fell in waves that just barely touched his slim shoulders – and the grey v-neck tee he wore left little of his toned figure to the imagination. But none of these things were the primary focus of Remus’s attention. That honour would go to the man’s eyes – grey and sparkling with the vivacity of a summer storm, flecked with golds and blues if one only looked closely enough. They were eyes Remus would recognize anywhere.

Because Remus had seen them before.

OR

A chance meeting in Remus's least favorite city on Earth forces him to reckon with the fact that he may never have fallen out of love with an old friend.

Written for the @cruelsummer-ficfest 2023! Song prompt was Welcome to New York!

#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar fic #harry potter #cruel summer fest #hp fest #wolfstar muggle au #wolfstar modern au #wolfstar fluff #wolfstar smut(ish)#mcdynamite writes

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popcornhee · 5 months

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Lil collaboration with @industrations raaaah!! Definitely check theirs out aswell if u havent already!

Moons first Christmas market ♡

#marauders #marauders fanart #remus lupin #moony #padfoot #sirius black #remus john lupin #sirius orion black #modern au marauders #christmas marauders #wolfstar fanart #wolfstar

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lectric0onme · 4 days

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Remus and Sirius being stopped by those tiktokers doing the "sorry, are you two a couple?" trend.

if they're strangers they immediately start flirting with eachother.

if they're best friends they just panick and stutter. While walking away sirius mouths not yet and winks at the camera.

#remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #tiktok trend #marauders modern au #marauders #remus x sirius #sirius x remus

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the-colourful-witch · 3 months

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🐉 A Brief History of Dragons by Eyra🐉

I read this fic last summer and it was so pretty. It’s super short and sweet and it was just what I needed at the time. It’s Wolfstar meets Arthurian legend, in a modern AU.

I wanted to do some more book covers for my portfolio, so I made this one.

I want to thank @eyra for the beautiful story, I loved it. This one is for you✨💛

Here’s a little work in progress for this cover.

Ps: I’m working on Andromeda right now, I’ve had a busy week. Hang in there💛

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tealeavesandtrash · 19 days

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Wolfstar Micro Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: Dogwalker - 421 words

[unknown number] Hi. Sorry to bother you, Pete gave me your number. I’m looking for a dog walker, he said you might know someone? Thanks, Remus

hi remus i’ll ask around, what are the dates? sirius

This Thursday? Hopefully for 2 weeks but I’m having an op so might change I know it’s short notice but everything fell through and I'm running out ideas

sorry, just talking to pete i’ll do it

You will?

yeah i work round the corner, i can take him out at lunch

Thank you so much you're a lifesaver

no probs

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Thanks for today I think Padfoot likes you

good bc I like him too also no offence, when pete said knee replacement i was expecting a grandpa

None taken And no offence, when Pete said dog groomer, I wasn’t expecting so much leather and tattoos

no offence taken ;)

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[attached photo] stick maybe coming home with us

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[attached photo] You've knackered him out

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I have phsyio this morning Key is in flowerpot if I'm not back

no worries

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how was it?

An hour of them teaching me how to bend my knee Like I haven’t been doing that my whole life??

well… you werent doing a great job of it if they had to replace it

Hilarious.

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[attached photo] He’s waiting for you He knows your late

sorry padfoot :(( tell him ill be 5 mins x

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okay so slight incident

What happened??

[attached photo] big fan of muddy puddles

Oh jesus

ill take him back to work and clean him up

You really don't have to I can bath him

no offence ive seen you hobbling about you cant wrangle him into a bath and kneel down to wash him

I can handle it You’ve done enough already

its fine i had a cancellation won’t be a full pamper but youll have a squeaky clean pup back at 2

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I dont think Padfoot's ever smelt so good

thats the blueberry pawfume

The what

pawfume dog perfume blueberry scented

didn't know that was a thing

next opening i have hes getting the spa treatment

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PT's cleared me for low-impact exercise Aka get off my arse and start walking more

Oh congrats! I mean I’ll miss padfoot But glad ur healing good :)

Well You can still come with? Padfoot really likes you And I like talking to you

I like talking to you too

Or I coud take you out to dinner? As a thank you for everything I couldn't have coped without you

It’s a date x

#the absolute rage when i copied this over from my docs a relaised tumblr doesnt do right aligment and i had to reformat the whole thing????#but also i can get away with not as much proofing bc any typos are intentional style choices sksksklksk #remus lupin #marauders #sirius black #wolfstar #complete #oneshot #micro fiction #wolfstar fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #maddy writes #texting fic #dog walker au #modern au #remus x sirius #wolfstar microfic

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dogstarmoonheart · 1 year

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in honor of my deers birthday (see what I did there?)

here’s a few silly conversations between james and some of the marauders :)

pt.1?????? (If ye like it, that is)

kisses sweethearts

#the marauders #wolfstar #jegulus #james potter #peter petigrew #remus lupin #sirius black #regulus black #marlene mckinnon #marauders #marauders era #modern au #sms #hogwarts aesthetic #hogwarts au #gay dead wizards #dead gay wizards #Spotify

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allyeardepression · 8 days

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@jegulus-microfic | april 18 sock | words: 585

tw: slight nfsw, walking in on someone, swearing

“Stop leaving your socks all over the place!” Sirius heard from the first floor.

“Stop being a dick; they’re on my side of the room!”

“Oh, trust me, I can be worse!” And then there was a loud thud, probably Regulus throwing something at James to prove that he could indeed be worse.

Sirius sighed, taking a sip of his coffee. It had been like that since the beginning of the holidays, because everyone forgot to rent a place with six rooms instead of five, so that James and Regulus could sleep separately. When the two of them found out, they reacted in two different ways: James didn’t mind (It’s not like we’ll be spending a lot of time here); Regulus, on the other hand, threw a tantrum like a five-year-old (I can’t share a bed with this asshole for the next six weeks). Unfortunately, there was no other way, since neither of them would sacrifice a comfortable bed to sleep on a couch in the living room. So for the past two weeks, all ten of them were doomed to listen to the senseless arguments the two others provided.

They were all getting tired of it—they came to Italy to rest, not to feel like children while their parents were getting divorced.

“I swear to god, if they don’t stop until tomorrow, at least one of them won’t come back to London,” Barty grumbled, handing a cup of orange juice to each one of his boyfriends. The girls hummed in agreement.

They sat at the big table in the kitchen, having breakfast. Dorcas and Marlene listed all the places they could go to today, while Lily and Pandora were serving more pancakes and scrambled eggs.

“I think the gallery and chapel sound the best,” commented Mary, throwing a grape at Peter, which he caught with his teeth.

After that, they sat in a comfortable silence, chewing on their respective meals.

The silence was almost… too comfortable.

“Do you think they killed each other?” Sirius asked, breaking the moment of peace.

“Who cares? At least they’re quiet,” Evan replied, shoving another forkful of eggs into his mouth.

Sirius turned to Remus, starting a silent conversation. After a few seconds, his boyfriend nodded and stood up, with Sirius following suit. They went upstairs, stopping in front of blue door. From behind them came quiet gasps and muffled words neither of them could understand.

The black-haired man knocked at the door gently. “Reggie? Prongs? Are you guys okay?” When, after nearly a minute, there was still no answer, he decided to enter the room.

“Guys, are you—what the fuck?” He was expecting everything: blood all over the place, black eyes, broken bones, shattered windows—everything except James holding one hand on Regulus’ throat, the other on his dick, his own probably inside Sirius' little brother.

All four of them froze, staring at each other with wide eyes, until the youngest finally grabbed the blanket laid in front of him, covering himself and James.

“Why the fuck would you come in without being allowed?” Regulus hissed.

“We thought you were dead,” Sirius answered, unnaturally calm. “I just wanted to check if you were alright.”

“Well, you know now, so get out,” the younger Black replied, making a dismissive gesture with his free hand. Sirius didn’t need much convincing to do so.

When Remus closed the door behind them, the shorter man turned to him.

“You know Moony,” he said, staring blankly. “I think I need to bleach my brain.”