#wolfstar tickle

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Sup bitches im back

Happy New year ya'll! This year has been amazing for me, I've experienced so much and met so many people who I care about so much. Very grateful for all of you guys who have supported me this year.

So here's a little new years eve gift for you guys! See you in 2024

Enjoy!!

"You know the rules," Sirius grinned. "Keep your arms up, love."

Remus didn't usually allow Sirius to drag him into this stupid game he came up with years ago. At first Sirius just stood with just James as his victim but then his curiously led him to try and get Peter to play, then, if Remus was in a good enough mood, he would wrap the werewolf into it.

The premise was simple. Try and keep your arms above your head while someone was doing everything in their power to get you to lower your arms. Hence, tickling them.

Remus never played because he wasn't originally the biggest fan of touching when he first met the others. Once he got more used to touch, he allowed Sirius to pull him into the fray.

This time, Sirius hadn't even asked instead pulling him off his bed and pinning his arms above his head, grin never faltering since he entered the room.

Remus squirmed in anticipation, folding his arms underneath his head.

"This is stupid." Remus grumbled. By now, he didn't even believe his own complaints. It was just his job to play the part of hating this.

Sirius shook his head and started scratching at Remus' sides.

"It's fun, I dont know what you're talking about Moony." Sirius answered.

"For you!!" His voice raised a few octaves.

"Exactly." Sirius returned to that shit eating grin.

He distracted Remus with a kiss, momentarily pausing his teasing tickles. Remus hummed into the kiss, closing his eyes.

Sirius' hands jumped to Remus' ribs, squeezing and vibrating them in a way he knew Remus couldn't stand. He broke the kiss to throw his head back and cackle.

"I ha-hahaha-hate you!!" Remus drummed his feet against the floor.

Sirius responded by blowing a raspberry into the crook of his hypersensitive neck. Remus shrieked, arms crashing down to push against Sirius' head.

Sirius pulled back and gasped in mock offense.

"How dare you, Moony!!" Sirius said to the still giggling boy beneath him.

"No no no no nohoho," he protested when Sirius pinned his hands to the ground, nudging up his shirt to expose his pale belly.

His shivered against the change in temperature, grinning down at Sirius. Sirius held eye contact and waited a beat before leaning down quickly and blowing another raspberry right above his naval. He combined that with nibbles and traveled across his stomach, finding a particularly sensative spot on his side and focusing there, driving Remus up the wall.

Remus bucked, squirmed, and yelled, doing everything he could in his power to try and shake Sirius off of him. Unfortunately, Sirius didn't budge, only continued his tickly siege on his stomach.

Remus assumed that this was his punishment for losing the game though, there really was no way to end the game without losing or til Sirius grew bored and let you go, and the latter of the two almost never happened.

Sirius gradually slowed down by gently kissing each of the different scars on Remus, not neglecting his freckles as well.

"You're mean," Remus said once he'd caught his breath. Sirius laughed and curled up next to him.

"You love it, don't lie." He kissed Remus again.

"Maybe not." Remus looked at Sirius' lips.

They took their time with each kiss, savoring the flavor, the scents, the moment. They broke apart when they heard the dormroom door open abruptly.

"Get a room you two," James smirked at them. "Preferably not our shared dorm room."

"Piss off Potter." Sirius threw a nearby sock at James who deflected it with a snicker. Sirius perked up.

"Hey, James, wanna play a game?" Remus eyerolled. Here we go again.

Hope you liked

#sirius black #remus lupin #marauders #tickle fic #james potter #tickle #wolfstar tickle #not my best #but eh 🤷‍♀️ #happy new year

[nhasablogg]

Tickletober Day 3 - Shriek

Fandom: Harry Potter

Characters: Sirius/Remus

Summary: Sirius loves the sounds Remus makes, especially when they surprise him.

Words: 891

[Tickletober prompts]

Remus was, despite being terribly quiet in most aspects of his life, quite vocal around Sirius.

(Get your mind out of the gutter, now.)

As children Sirius found that Remus didn’t say much, perhaps due to Sirius’ own inability to shut up and give him space to reply, but mostly he seemed to be choosing his words carefully. They dealt with that eventually, the four of them, realizing Remus wasn’t shy as much as he was scared of saying the wrong thing. “It’s okay, you know,” an eleven year old James said, grinning toothily at him in a way that made Remus smile back ever so slightly. “We won’t judge what you say.”

“We might tease you a little bit, but that’s all,” Sirius added, making Remus laugh for the first and certainly not the last time.

Remus grew more vocal as the years passed, resulting in him finding ways to turn even Sirius speechless at times, although usually because he was too busy admiring him for whatever sound he was making.

(Yeah, he was crushing hard. He refused to talk about it.)

The most surprising sound was hearing Remus shout. It didn’t happen often. Usually if he got angry he would snap and then go quiet, probably leaving the room to stew over whatever was going on alone. One day Sirius would talk to him about how his showing emotions didn’t mean he was a monster, but truth be told he didn’t like seeing Remus angry because it always turned into self-loathing if you approached him in the midst of it. Sirius couldn’t bring himself to cause that.

He’d only shouted a handful of times. Sirius had been rendered speechless during all of them.

The most comforting sound was the sound of him rambling when he was tired. The nonsense that could come out of that boy was astounding, and Sirius never used what he said against him since he knew Remus didn’t really think when he was half-asleep. This usually happened when they were alone, or far enough from others for only Sirius to hear. Head leaning back against the couch or, more commonly now, against Sirius’ shoulder (!!), words that made very little sense pouring out as Remus fought the futile fight against sleep. 

“Is that so?” Sirius would say, and Remus would hum as if they were on the same page and so very glad they were.

Sirius’ favorite sound was his laughter, naturally. He didn’t get to hear it as often as he heard James’ or Peter’s, but it was there, lingering in the background, much more quiet than all of theirs. James had once described Remus’ laughter as timid, which Sirius had to agree on.

It was louder when they were alone, though. That was Sirius’ most favorite form of it.

“It wasn’t that funny,” he was saying now, grinning at a giggling Remus.

Night hadn’t fully gripped the castle yet, but autumn was speeding up the process and Remus seemed exhausted at barely eight in the evening now. You’d think it’d be a good enough reason for him to go to bed early, but Sirius found him late at night in the common room with his face in a book much too often anyway. He’d been doing homework of all things that evening, the room nearly entirely empty, when Sirius had joined in. Add Remus’ exhaustion to Sirius inability to be, well, serious, and they were giggling in no time.

“All right,” he said as Remus pressed his face to his arm. “I’ll show you funny.”

Remus’ giggles intensified in a way Sirius felt honored to hear when he started poking at his back, an unconventional tickle spot that Sirius never wasn’t taking advantage of.

“How’s that?”

“Stop,” Remus whined, although the way he was squirming, barely moving that is, told Sirius he wasn’t being entirely truthful about wanting it to stop. 

“Hmm, maybe later. I have a spot I’d like to try.” Not that he hadn’t tried it before, but he was just using any excuse now to keep hearing this laughter, although he hadn’t expected Remus to shriek when he went for his hip.

Sirius had never heard this sound before and found himself momentarily frozen before squeezing his hip again. The sound wasn’t as desperate the second time, although it was definitely still a shriek of some sort.

That was the moment Sirius fully fell in love. That and when Remus looked up at him, joy glittering in his eyes and his scrunched up face and his helpless grin. Sirius was fucking done for.

“What was that sound,” he said anyway, laughing when Remus whined.

“Don’t tease,” Remus said, grabbing Sirius’ wrist. “I wasn’t prepared.”

Sirius poked his stomach. “I would never.”

“Yes, you would.”

“Well, would you blame me?”

Remus pressed his face against his chest this time, mumbling something incomprehensible before he started giggling again, although Sirius wasn’t tickling him anymore.

“I think we should go to sleep,” Sirius said with a hammering heart. He needed to process whatever the hell was happening inside of him alone.

“Mm, in a minute,” Remus said without moving, and Sirius spidered his fingers over his lower back on instinct before letting his touch soften to a caress. Remus hummed and Sirius refused to overanalyze it just yet.

He was saving that for later.

#tickling #ticklish!remus #wolfstar #wolfstar fic #hp fic #augtickletober2022 #tickletober #tickletober day 3 #n writes

[residentrookie]

chapter two of i’ll be seeing you is up :)))))

#jegulus #wolfstar #au #it’s sirius pov if that tickles anyone’s fancy #i’ll be seeing you

[howlyourmelancholy]

Three of a Perfect Pair

summary: in which you're invited to join.

warnings: reader is invited for a moment into wolfstar's relationship. not poly!marauders. threesome. mentions of a posessive sirius. hinted at remus being the dom.

words: 665.

notes: honestly i'm a little disappointed in myself with this one. it just doesn't feel as good as earlier works and i think that's because i've been sick.

This was not what you’d expected when the boys first approached you. Both Remus and Sirius seemed so confident in themselves and secure in their relationship, and the thought of them inviting a third person, let alone you, seemed entirely insane. You knew that Sirius and Remus were wildly possessive of each other, but they'd insisted it was okay, and you'd agreed.

The rules were made perfectly clear—you weren't to be intimate with either of them unless the other was present. You weren't to flirt with them or touch them without the others explicit permission. And you weren't dating them. And that was fine.

But this, your current circumstance with the two boys, was not at all what you'd been expecting; in fact, it exceeded your expectations. Remus had laid himself on the bed, demanding that you both straddle him—Sirius on his waist and you on his face. It amazed you how talented Remus was and how he could split his focus so beautifully between the two of you.

His wicked tongue snacked between your slick folds, prodding at your hole with expertise, making you gasp into Sirius’ kiss. Remus grabbed your hips to pull you against his mouth as Sirius slowly seated himself on his cock, causing both of your lips to part in breathy moans felt against the others tongues. Sirius looked like a beautiful piece of art, with his lips parted and his inky-black hair a mess, as he took every inch of his lover while his own cock bobbed beautifully against his stomach.

You wanted to take him in your hands to feel how hard he was beneath your fingers. You wanted to take him in your mouth until the wiry black hairs at the base of his cock tickled your nose. You could do neither. Sirius fisted a hand in your hair to cement your mouth to his so that he could kiss you as though it were his last night on earth.

It was messy— with open mouth, teeth, tongue, and saliva. You weren't going to complain, not when Remus’ tongue was driving you closer and closer to orgasm in record time. Sirius fondled you without shame or hesitation, touching here, there, and everywhere he could reach, paying special attention to your nipples as he pawed your breasts with heavy hands.

Unable to help yourself, you reached out and wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking him with slow, firm flicks of your wrist while Remus' thrust into him. He felt like iron beneath your fingers, impossibly hard. You were both lost, entirely under Remus' control. You cried out when the boy's tongue pushed through your folds and into your hole, causing your thighs to shudder and shake around his head.

"T-here!"

Your voice was muffled by Sirius' tongue in your mouth, but Remus understood and prodded with his tongue again, hitting the same spot again and again. You braced a hand against his abdomen, which dipped beneath your touch as pleasure rippled through him in time with both of yours.

“Oh, fuck!” Sirius gasped against your lips.

If all of your senses weren't heightened and drawn so tight within your body, you would have been embarrassed about how quickly you came—a record time, to be sure. Had it been five minutes? More or less? It truly didn't matter. White-hot pleasure lashed through your body, starting in your toes and crawling up your spine until it was pouring from your mouth and into Sirius', where it retraced its path down his spine.

Fireworks exploded like the Fourth of July behind your closed eyelids. But it wasn’t just fireworks. It was like shooting stars and meteor showers, and the northern lights were dancing through your veins, setting your whole body alight.

You felt Sirius twitch beneath your fingers, felt Remus’ stomach dip beneath your hand, and felt him groan against your cunt, as they followed swiftly behind you, hurting towards their own release like a train with its breaks cut.

#sirius black smut #remus lupin smut #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius black x remus lupin #wolfstar #wolfstar smut #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #wolfstar x reader #sirius black fanfiction #remus lupin fanfiction #sirius black imagine #remus lupin imagine

[missmoonfrost]

Study club - a wolfstar microfic

March 2 - Rictusempra - 299 words

Sirius couldn’t help but yawn and look at the clock. Naturally, it had been Remus' idea to write them up as mentors for the first-grader's study club. After explaining the concept of Animagi twenty times and still only getting confused looks from this dense group of girls he was about to give up.

The weekly meetings had one advantage, though. He got to see Remus in his element. His face was so soft, yet determined when he taught these kids. They adored him, and rightfully so. He was always kind, always patient with their stupid questions.

Remus stood behind a boy and held his hand, gently showing him the correct wand movements.

“Okay, the next one is Rictusempra. You know what it does?”

“No.”

“It’s a tickling charm. Pretty good to know. It causes your opponent to bend over in laughter, rendering them harmless, without any permanent damage.”

Sirius memory flashed back at those words. Only he had been the one who said them. It must have been five years ago, after someone made fun of Remus' scars. He had just ducked his head and said nothing, which had made Sirius furious. He’d been about to give the offender a punch when James beat him to it, taking him out with a Rictusempra-charm instead. Even young hot-headed Sirius had recognised that as a better choice and went ahead to teach himself the charm the same night. The next day he had started teaching the shy dorm mate that obviously needed to learn some self-defence.

Look at him now. Sirius proudly regarded the persistent Remus in front of him flicking his golden curls out of his face and going over the charm once again.

The way Remus suddenly looked right at him with a fond smile told him he remembered, too.

@wolfstarmicrofic

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #remus lupin #sirius black #remus x sirius #sirius × remus

[lucigoo]

Love your fics

So, people have the upmost right to like and read what they prefer, of course they do. But as a writer do you ever feel sad that your favourite fics oyuve written arnt as well seen or loved, or as exposed as others? I know I do, so, i decided to post one of my fav fics ive written, feel free to add yours and I will read each and every one of them whe I get the chance. (This includes any parings, any fandom, just your unloved fics that deserve praise too) Heather - Lucigoo89 - Harry Potter (Wolfstar) No pressure tags, just fun to share a less loved fic of yours if you want, and open to everyone ofc <3 @brandileigh2003, @sunnyrosewritesstuff, @hobbityalse, @lordoftherazzles, @gimmeaglimmer, @blackknight-100, @middleearthmama, @its-atlass, @tickles-ivory, @shantismurf

#wolfstar #tag game #least loved fics #by readers #not the author

[simpforfictionalcharacters1]

"I thought you weren't religious?"

smut

T4T wolfstar

Remus stared as Sirius got out of the bathroom his hair still wet. The aroma of sandalwood and rosemary hit his nostrils. Sirius turned around while he was drying his hair. "What?" He asked as he stared at Remus. Remus swallowed. He looked so good with his hair and his shorts and blue shirt. He didn't know if Sirius wanted to go there now. "Nothing" Remus said and laid back down on the bed.

Sirius just frowned confused and got under the covers. He wrapped his arms around Remus and kissed his cheek. Remus stiffened at the touch. Sirius noticed, he stopped and gave him more space. "Are you okay?" he asked concern covering his features. A squeal left Remus' lips. He cleared his throat. "Uh yes" he said as he looked at him but turned away quickly. Sirius just stared in front of him. Did he look bad? Did he upset him? Did he smell bad? While all these thoughts went through Sirius' head Remus was trying not to freak out Sirius of how bad he wanted to touch him. They only snogged but hadn't gone further.

"Do I look ugly?" Sirius asked as he touched his arm self-consciously. Remus turned his head. "What?" Sirius looked down "Do I look bad?" That was enough for Remus. He placed his hand under Sirius' chin. "Love look at me." He demanded. Sirius looked up. "You're the most beautiful boy I have laid my eyes on." "Then why did you get all weird when I touched you?" He asked unsure. "Because I have so many unholy thoughts about you right now I can't handle it." Remus said looking him dead in the eye. "Well I've never been a religious person." Sirius answered with a sly smile. Remus smirked lightly. Sirius placed his hands around Remus' neck. Remus' lips crashed against Sirius. Sirius placed his hands in Remus' hair. The kiss deepened. Sirius could taste the peppermint on his tongue. A groan left Remus' lips. He moved his hands under Sirius' shirt and traced his back with his fingers.

"Mhm." Sirius mumbled. Remus stopped. "Want me to stop?" He asked. Sirius shook his head. "Use your words love." Remus answered. "I want you to touch me." He said as he was breathing hard. "Where?" Remus asked smiling lightly. Sirius took his hand and put it against his crotch. "Lay down for me darling." Remus answered. Sirius did as he was told. "Can I take these off?" He asked with his hands around his shorts. Sirius nodded. Remus lowered and removed Sirius' shorts and underwear. "Spread your legs for me." Again Sirius did as he was asked. Remus traced his inner thighs lightly with his fingers. Sirius chuckled. "That tickles." Remus laughed and licked the skin instead. Sirius let out a gasp. Remus smiled and placed kisses on his inner thighs but just ignoring the place that needed it so bad.

Sirius was going crazy. "What do you need love?" Remus asked as he looked up. "I need you to use your fingers and tongue inside me." Remus hummed in agreement. He slowly licked as the wetness that had been there a while hit his tongue. Sirius moaned. Remus took that sound as approval and started licking and sucking lightly. Sirius arched his hips. Remus chuckled. He licked his finger and slowly entered it inside. He moved slowly as he searched for the perfect spot. "More." Sirius said with a flushed face. Remus entered another finger inside him. "Yes!" Sirius said. He moved his hips in the perfect rhythm. Remus sucked harder. "Oh God!" Sirius moaned. "I thought you weren't religious?" "Oh shut up Lupin." Remus just chuckled. "Ah I'm gonna come!" Sirius said out of breath. "Come for me love." Remus said as he moved his fingers harder. "Ahh!" Sirius whispered as his orgasm hit him. Remus placed a kiss on his forehead. "Was that good?" he asked. "That was amazing!" Sirius took Remus' face in his hands and kissed him hard.

"Let me please you." "I probably won't last long you where so hot." Remus answered between the kissing. "Don't care." They sat up. Remus leaned against the headboard. Sirius moved his hand in Remus' underwear. He felt the wetness. "Wow no kidding." He said with a chuckle. "Told you." Remus answered. Sirius took off Remus' pajama bottoms. He kept kissing as he entered his two fingers inside. "Hmm" Remus answered in approval. He moved his hips hard. "Inpatient much?" Sirius said looking in his eyes. Remus' lips where parted. "You made me way to turned on so yeah." Sirius chuckled at the response and moved his fingers faster. "Ahh!" Remus moaned. "Are you going to come?" Sirius asked. "Yes!" He said as his orgasm hit him hard, his body slacked against the matters. Sirius licked his fingers clean. Remus chuckled. "You're perfect." He said as he kissed Sirius again.

#marauders fic #marauders #t4t #t4twolfstar #trans sirius black #trans remus lupin #wolfstar #sirius #remus x sirius #remus #wolfstar smut #ftm remus lupin #ftm sirius black #trans marauders #marauders fanfiction #moony #padfoot #sirius black #remus lupin #remus lupin x sirius black #sirius black x remus lupin

[starchaserdreams]

Wolfstar Microfic: Admirer

“That’s the fourth one this week!” James said gleefully. 

Remus kept his eyes averted, pretending to focus on whatever Marlene was saying. That was okay, her words really weren’t meant for him, they were meant for Lily, he just happened to be listening in. And he kept his eyes focused on them for a moment longer just so it wasn’t obvious where his intention really was.

Every other eye at the table was on Sirius, where he sat pink-cheeked with a singing telegram in front of him. 

He was blushing furiously, but obviously pleased with it. Sirius had always loved to be the center of attention, and he certainly had all eyes on him today. 

Remus finally turned his head when Marlene and Lily both stopped to look. It would have been hard to miss, given how loud the thing was, and the fact that it kept throwing exploding confetti in the air.

Remus already knew the whole song, he’d had to teach it to the telegram after all.

He’d meant to put on the spectacle once, just to be silly about it and embarrass Sirius, but then Sirius had seemed so happy about it, had seemed to love the moment, and so Remus had just kept doing it. It had been meant as a stupid prank, to trick him into thinking there was some girl out there sending him cards, but then Remus really just liked how happy it made his friend. 

He’d always been a bit of a sucker for doing things that made Sirius happy, so why not.

The first few days, Sirius had speculated endlessly about who could be sending them. His ego allowed him to imagine it could be almost anyone at the school, teachers included. 

But that night, he came up real close behind Remus and whispered in his ear. Suddenly he seemed confident. Suddenly he seemed to have no doubts at all.

“I know it was you, Moony,” he said, breath tickling Remus’ neck. All of the hair on Remus’ body seemed to stand on end.

Remus stood stock still, heart beating loudly in his chest. 

Remus still hadn’t turned around, so Sirius turned his head to speak - still ever so softly - into Remus’s ear. One of his hands settled gently on the side of Remus’ waist, so delicately Remus almost thought he imagined it.

“I know you’re my secret admirer.”

Remus rubbed his hands down his arms, trying to smooth down the goosebumps. He turned to face Sirius, quick to correct him.

“Secret admi- no,” he tried, “it was just a prank, it wasn’t-”

Sirius just laughed. “Don’t worry, I was hoping it’d be you.”

Remus’ words died in his throat. 

Sirius had WHAT.

“Wouldn’t have been right if anyone else sent me love songs by Queen, now would it?”

Remus hadn’t meant it as any sort of declaration of love, though now that he thought about it he could see why Sirius had thought that, and could see why it would definitely seem like it had to be Remus.

But Remus couldn’t figure out how to put any of that into words. Because Sirius was standing so close that it was short circuiting Remus’ brain, so close that he felt the heat of Sirius’ body all around him. 

Slowly, ever so slowly, Sirius brought his hands to Remus’ sides, and pulled him even closer.

“I always hoped you’d want to be my Valentine,” he whispered, “never thought it’d be so dramatic or in January, but I still always wanted it to be you.”

Remus was dimly aware that he should say something, maybe that he should own up to the truth of it, but all he could focus on was Sirius’ mouth, and his pleased smirk, and the way his fingers were slowly skimming up Remus’ back until suddenly his left hand was on Remus’ cheek. 

“Can I kiss you, Moony?” Sirius asked slowly, quietly. “Do you want that?”

“YES,” Remus replied immediately. Whatever the truth was suddenly didn’t matter. The only thing that was true was this moment between the two of them, this moment where Remus realised what it was to want - and realised that what he wanted was Sirius.

@wolfstarmicrofic

On AO3 here

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #microfic #remus lupin x sirius black #writing this made me feel things #i love the stupid everyone else knows I'm in love with you except me trope #except here it's sirius black knows except it's not true except it VERY MUCH IS TRUE #I'm such a sucker for that #wolfstarmicrofic #admirer #secret admirer

[onehundredflamingos]

I’ve got a little snowball fight drabble for @theadultfandomproject ft. little Harry and Cassie (wolfstar’s baby girl by @industrations)

I wrote this one shot about little Cass a while back for anyone interested

Here ya have it <3

“Do you think they’re ever gonna come out?” James asked, laughing. “My snowball is melting, already!”

“Mine too,” Sirius said. “Better use it!” Sirius immediately launched his snowball, throwing it with perfect aim at his best friend, the packed snowball making contact against James’ bare cheek.

Sirius cackled as he turned to run, James hot on his heels.

“You two are idiots,” Regulus chided. “They’re almost ready, and you two are going to be left defenseless.”

Sirius stopped at once, turning to face James. “Oh, he’s ri—oof!” James’ snowball landed squarely against Sirius’ face, the snow flying into his mouth and making him sputter. He dragged his hand down his face, wiping away the icy flakes stuck in his beard.

“Prick,” he called to James, squatting down to scoop up another snowball, launching it at James, but missing by a hair. “Damn!”

All at once, there was commotion from across the clearing, soft-pitched war cries mingling with the sound of little feet shuffling through the snow.

“Get them!” Harry cried, him and Cassie rushing in opposite directions, jumpers curled up in front of them like little baskets, holding a mountain of snowballs each. They held the hem of their shirt up with one hand as the other scooped snowballs out one at a time, throwing them haphazardly toward the adults.

Regulus immediately launched his own half-melted snowball at Harry, just barely missing him—probably intentional, if Sirius had to guess.

“I don’t think so, Papa!” Harry called, laughing. He picked a snowball from his collection and threw it back at Regulus, hitting him square in his shoulder.

Regulus stumbled back, throwing the opposite hand up to his hit shoulder, feigning injury as Harry’s laughs floated on the wind, mingling with Cassie’s squeals.

“I’m gonna get you, Daddy!” Cassie called, running toward Sirius who immediately crouched behind James, using him as a shield.

“Get Uncle Jamie!” Sirius cried, holding onto the sides of James’ pant legs.

“Come on!” James moaned. “Am I the only one fighting? Lils help us out here!”

Lily looked down on the scene from her place on a low tree branch. She was swinging her feet, looking from the children to the adults and back again.

“Mum, help us get them!” Harry called up to her, pleading.

Lily laughed and jumped down, feet sinking into the snow. She scooped up handfuls of snow as she ran, flinging it loosely at James and Sirius as she went. “We’re gonna take you down!”

Sirius peered around James before making his way beside him and standing tall. Suddenly, it was a stand-off: three on three, everyone reaching down and scooping up new snowballs, feral grins on their faces.

“Everyone throw in 3… 2…,” James tried, but immediately Cassie was running forward, throwing a snowball from each hand as hard as she could at Sirius, seemingly spurred on by his screams of protest.

“You little cheat,” he breathed, scooping her up and digging his fingers into her sides, tickling her even through the thick fabric of her coat.

“Daddy!” she cried, trying to wriggle free. “Harry, get him!”

“Oh, no you don’t!” James yelled, trying to intercept Harry, but Regulus was too quick, throwing his own snowball at James, making him gasp. “Traitor!”

Regulus shook his head. “Just wanna watch my brother get taken down by a couple of kids.”

“You are a traitor!” Sirius cried.

“Those kids are menaces,” James said, quirking a brow.

“Just like their dads,” Lily said as she walked up to them, giving James and Sirius a pointed look. “They’re like little carbon copies of the two of you.”

Sirius looked up at James, wanting to deny it, wanting to retort that their children were nowhere near where James and he were when they were that age, but…

Sirius was suddenly pinned to the ground, genuinely attempting to fight against the weight of Cassie sitting on his chest. Harry was sprinkling snow into his hair and over his face, twisting his beard into little white locks.

“Cass, honey,” Remus called from right outside the back door of their home as he slowly emerged. “Why don’t you let your captive go, I’ve got hot cocoa!”

Cassie giggled before kissing Sirius on the cheek, jumping off him and running to Remus. Sirius could have kissed Remus then, for his impeccable timing; it had been getting hard to breathe, between the two kids and the cold air and the laughing.

“Go on,” Lily said encouragingly to Harry, nodding toward Remus. “You can have a cup too.”

“We’ve brought a cup for everyone,” Pandora said from right behind Remus, a tray of paper cups filled with hot cocoa in her hands. “And a black coffee for you, Reg,” she added with a wink at her best friend.

Sirius scoffed. Leave it to Regulus to be boring while everyone else was festive.

“Thanks, Pan,” Regulus said, ignoring Sirius altogether as he took the cup of coffee from her outstretched hand.

“Did you put marshmallows in mine?” Sirius asked, finally standing up from his place on the ground.

“Honestly, Siri,” Regulus said, rolling his eyes. “It’s like you’re younger than the kids.”

Remus chuckled. “Yes, love. I’ve brought one with marshmallows for you and James. And the kids, of course.” He winked down at the children in question, both of whom wore chocolate mustaches as they nibbled on the melted marshmallows they had sucked out of their cups.

James reached out and slapped a high-five to Sirius’ palm before they both strode forward and grabbed their cups of hot cocoa. They tapped their cups against one another’s in cheers before sipping the hot drink.

“I’m gonna get you both back,” Sirius whispered, bending forward and looking Cassie and Harry in their eyes. He flashed a mischievous grin as he allowed his playful threat to sink in.

“After lunch,” Remus called, always the responsible one.

“After lunch, it’s on,” James said with a smirk, backing Sirius up.

The same mischievous look passed over all four faces as they sipped on their drinks, and okay, maybe Lily was right.

“You don’t stand a chance, Daddy,” Cassie muttered under her breath, pointing a finger at him.

“No,” Sirius said. “I really don’t, do I?”

“None of us do,” James whispered from beside him, and Sirius knew neither of them were talking about the snowball fight anymore.

They were talking about the surge of love around them—the hot cocoa in their hands, the pain in their cheeks from laughing so hard, the stiffness in their legs from chasing after the kids. They were talking about the memories they were making, even as time flew by around them, seasons changing and the kids growing.

Sirius stuffed it all down inside him, tucking the memory of his daughter’s and godson’s little laughs into his soul, promising to never forget any of it. He took another sip of his cocoa as he made one more promise, this one aloud.

“You’re not taking me down without a fight,” Sirius whispered, stepping back and packing up a snowball, everyone setting their cups down and following suit.

The snowball fight was on — lunch would have to wait.

#marauders era fanfiction #marauders #jegulus #wolfstar #snowball fight

[krakqet]

Hedric headcanons because i thought about it

• meeting the parents

- Since everyone in the fandom has already decided its "canon" wolfstar are Harrys adoptive parents imma just continue from this lol

- Sirius is definetly the parent who is sceptical at first, still not really able to let go of Harry. The parent who keeps asking questions about Cedric, slightly intimidating him. Just "testing" the future son in law

- As soon as they're warmed up Sirius is chill too though

- If James would be alive he would DEFINETLY scream "THATS MY FUTURE SON IN LAW" if Ced won a quidditch game 💀

- Remus on the other hand is most likely the chill parent who bonds with Ced quickly, liking him instantly. And i think even teasing them about it.

"Professor Lupin, have you perhaps, seen my books around somewhere?"

"No.. but your.. boyfriend, certainly has."

- Cedric is overall a bit nervous the first few times, cause he doesn't wanna mess up meeting Harrys parents, even though its a bit weird considering one of them was in askaban and one once his teacher.

- Adding to that, i also think Cedric is a person who really cares about first impressions

• physical touch

- i think they have a lot of physical touch in their relationship, even if its only a slight brushing of hands that accidentally happens

- Cedrics touch calms Harry down in a matter of seconds, as soon as he puts his hands on Harrys shoulder or arm, he could even calm him in his angriest moments

- Harry having an instinct to push Cedric slightly behind him as soon as he gets scared

- CEDRIC COMFORTING HARRY AFTER HIS NIGHTMARES

- Plus Ced being good at comforting him so obviously it works everytime

- Both of them grabbing each others hands when exited and squeezing them

- when Ced is sad or upset Harry back-hugs him

- Harry seems a bit weak but he could easily lift up Cedric if desired

- late-night cuddling sessions infront of the fireplace

- Harry is the little spoon

• flirting

- Harry saying something inspirational and Cedric frowning at him, sarcastically saying "oh really?"

- Them having a quidditch game but they keep teasing each other with challenging glances and bold moves, unintentionally pissing off the whole team

- Cedric definetly tries to tickle Harry now and then. It works.

- Both of them looking through the room or grabbing each others hand secretly when nervous

- Cedric playing with their height difference and purposely putting an arm around Harrys shoulders to make Harry seem small

- just Cedric really enjoying to tease, but when Harry does it back once a while he gets flustered

- everyone just calling them "Harrys boyfriend" and "Cedrics boyfriend"

- i really love Hedric okay

#harry potter #goblet of fire #harry x cedric #hedric #cedric diggory #hogwarts #fluff #headcanon #oneshot #lgbtq

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Sup bitches im back

currently snowing where I am so thought I'd make a cute lil cozy fluffy fix for ya'll (plus, who doesn't like those)

Hope you all are well, I recently got sick and finally am rid of whatever sort of illness it was. but I'm just gonna get into the swing of things again now that I'm better so what better way to do that than write a fic for ya'll

but anyway, enjoy!

Sirius didn't know what this feeling was. A sort of misplacement.

It happened every few weeks or months, where Sirius would wake up and not feel right in his bones. As if his soul was uncomfortable in his body.

It wasn't like the regular winter or autumnal melancholy, but a deeper feeling than that. It weighed him down for however long it stuck around, dragging within him like some sort of ball and chain.

You could usually tell when it happened, the symptoms were pretty obvious. He was less energetic and wasn't in on any pranks or mischief making, he ate less and dressed more proper instead of his usual mushed up look, and either avoid the others like the plague or follow them around like a helpless puppy.

He rarely ever talked to anyone about it (as far as Remus knew) except for James. He would wordlessly crawl into James' bed when he felt the need to and they would talk (so he presumed, they always put up a silencing spell. He used to wish he could know what they talked about behind those curtains, to be included in their mystery conversatios. It hurt sometimes how Sirius would hide away all of the things he found ugly about himself and only show them to people he truly trusted. Of course, those memories were years ago, before they had even started dating so now he got to see plenty of Sirius' parts. Both the good and bad.)

On days or nights he felt that sense of longing or depression, he would crawl into Remus' bed and they'd talk or not talk. Whatever Sirius needed at the time.

This time was one where he wanted to talk. It was morning before classes and the others had already left. Remus was never a morning person so he stayed and slept in, snoozing his alarm every few minutes.

Sirius walked over and opened his curtains timidly. Remus turned and looked before smiling.

"Can I come in?" Sirius murmured. Remus nodded and rolled over to open the blankets for Sirius to crawl into which he did gladly.

"You wanna talk or jus' 'ere for a cuddle?" Remus slurred, blinking awake.

"Both?" Sirkha shrugged. Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius' shoulders, ducking his face into his shoulder to hug him. They stayed like that before Remus pulled back.

"M'kay, what's up?" Remus asked, resting his head on his pillow but remaining eye contact.

"I don't really know, I just-" Sirius sighed, looking away. "How do you feel upset about something that you don't feel upset about?"

"Like, I feel sad about my body right now but my head knows I'm hot and I have no reason to dislike myself but I do." Sirius explained, looking up at him.

Remus paused, letting the air settle. "Feelings and emotions can be confusing. Sometimes you can't control or rationalize them. They can be wildly incorrect but you still feel them not matter how you much you try to rid of them." Sirius looked away again. "And that's okay." Remus turned his face so that he'd look him in the eye. "Sometimes the best thing you can do is just feel, even if that's all you can do."

"No one's gonna judge you for being human and not loving yourself all the time." Remus smiled.

Sirius gave a small smile back. "What's bothering you this time?" Remus asked.

"Just my scars," Sirius replied, tracing up and down Remus' arm as he spoke. "Memories of how I get them, the pain I experienced as I got them, the house." Sirius shuddered slightly, shaking his head. "God, the house."

"I understand." Sirius knew he did but felt glad to be reassured. "My scars get to me too."

"Yeah, but, your scars are badass!" Sirius said immediately. Remus eyerolled but he was smiling. "Yours are like battle scars, they make you even hotter. Mine are just evidence of where I came from."

"If anything your scars are "battle scars", with all the fighting you and your mother had." That got a chuckle out of Sirius. "Mine are self-induced and you know that." Remus aimed a poke for Sirius' middle. Sirius swatted away his hand.

"Don't be mean."

"Don't be such a grouch." Remus snarked back, poking him again.

"Don't tickle me." Sirius grabbed his hands, or tried to.

"Oh, sorry, was I tickling you?" Sirius grinned and rolled over, hiding his face.

"You know you were, you meanie!" He said into the pillow.

"Can't help it, you're too fun to mess with." Remus leaned in and spoke in Sirius' ear, hands moving to wiggle against his sides.

"Rehemus!" Sirius shouted, arms slamming down to protect his sides.

Remus only grinned and continued. Sirius flipped over to properly defend himself but only succeeded in revealing more spots for Remus to "torture".

"No, wait, don't!" He laughed as Remus pinched along the bottom of his stomach. He threw his head back and cackled, hands weakly hitting Remus in the arms and shoulders.

"Hm? Don't what Padfoot? Honestly you're making no sense right now." Remus tutted, kissing the corner of Sirius' outstretched mouth.

"Tickle me! Don't tihihickle me!" Sirius giggled, yelling when Remus slipped his hands underneath his loose sleep shirt.

"Tickle you? Well if you insist." Remus shook his head and drilled his fingers into the bottom of Sirius' ribs, kissing different places his mouth could find. Sirius was lost in his own mirth, back arching, squeaking all the while squirming like mad.

Remus backed off and just trailed his fingertips across Sirius' sides lightly. He tugged up his shirt to inspect the scar that ran across Sirius' side, three prosice lines cut evenly on his left side, his mother's doing. He traced the lines a few times till Sirius caught his breath.

"You're an awful boyfriend." Sirius scowled, but there was amusement in his eyes. Remus only laughed and kissed him again.

"Better?" Remus raised his eyebrows.

"No, but I'll accept your measly apology for now because we have class in twenty minutes." They both hopped up from the bed.

"But I expect a hundred more later!" Sirius shouted from the bathroom. Remus shook his head in the moment but fulfilled Sirius' request and some.

Hope you liked!

#sirius black #remus lupin #tickle fic #marauders #harry potter #tickle #wolfstar tickle #this turned out way longer than i anticipated #and a little sad #but a happy ending

[inhalcyonity]

Wolfstar and Jegulus Roleplay

Hello everyone!

I will cut the chase short: I am currently looking for some Marauders Roleplay! As tagged, I am interested in roleplaying mxm, more precisely Wolfstar or Jegulus with some partaking Jily on the side, depending on the context.

I have roleplayed Remus, Sirius, and James in the past. I won’t say I have a favorite, but I do feel like I know Remus and James a tad more than Sirius. They are still up for grabs though, so don’t hesitate to come forward because as long as we play our cards right, there shouldn’t be any problem as to who we pick ahah. Here is a short laundry list before you keep reading:

It is very important to me that you are legal [18+]. I will not be roleplaying mature content with people below the age of 20. I am a little older myself and it tends to make me uncomfortable.

I have been writing for years. If it is a one-liner roleplay you are looking for, I do not believe we will be a good match. I am looking for someone who is semi-lit at the very least!

I am generally a very active person, but I do have a full-time job and full-time obligations as well. If this rings a bell, welcome to the adult world ahah. A reply a day (and more) does go a long way!

I am back to GMT-5. Not that it really matters but it’s always good to be aware of this! I usually RP on Discord.

If you think you qualify, I’m certain we can be great friends :) Now, on to the very serious talk: what is it I’m really looking for?

A Wolfstar and or Jegulus roleplay. Very simply. As mentioned earlier, I do not mind the good old Jily as well, but they are not usually a couple I necessarily plan around!

I love to explore different genres so if you come up to me and tell me you love medieval aus or space aus, I’ll be just as enchanted to roleplay with you as if you told me you would like to stick to the Marauder’s timeline.

I love to plot. Obviously, I’m not seeking every precocious detail but I like to have an idea of the overall story and scenes. It does not have to be extensive, but a little hint will give us both something to look forward to. :)

[20+] I am definitely open to smut but I rarely, if ever, rp pwp. I am certain we can find a way to add it to a more polished storyline.

If in the end, something tickles your fancy and you decide to send me a message, I will gladly reply! Come and say hello, I don’t bite, I promise ahah. For the people who are a little more shy or want to role-play Chanbaek, but have no idea where to start, I have a few plots in mind that I will be more than happy to share.

Congratulations on making it to the end. I don’t have any chocolate frogs, but I have loads of Wolfstar to offer. It’s all waiting for you, just a like or a message away~

#wolfstar #jegulus #wolfstar roleplay #jegulus roleplay #wolfstar rp #jegulus rp #marauders #marauders era #remus x sirius #james x regulus #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #regulus black #harry potter rp #hp rp

[robynlilyblack]

Shes underwater again - james potter x ravenclaw!reader with a end of year group date basically? like the marauders, lily, marlene, dorcas all of them are down at the black lake and just james and reader being couple-y

tysm

Missy

James Potter x fem! Ravenclaw! reader 

Summary: While group hangs out at Black lake, James and y/n can’t keep their hands off each other

Warnings: Swearing, mention of sex, established relationship

A/n: 0.9k words, this was so fun to write, there is lots of wolfstar and dorlene fluff mixed in too x

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“Marls, Marls…I know she looks great...oh for fucks sake” Sirius chuckles giving up on trying to get Marlene's attention as she was far too busy gawking at her girlfriend who was currently patting her bikini clad self down with a towel

Sirius plops himself on the blanket next to Remus, his nose going to nudge into his boyfriends’ neck but is pushed away “You’re all wet” Remus pouts while James just chuckles at his friends 

“Moons” Sirius whines as Remus single handily keeps him in place whilst reading his book

James’ laughs fade as he spots you wandering out of the tree line, looking around as you try to spot him, his heart warming as he watches your face light up when you do, a huge smile on your face as you walk up

“Hi…guys?” you say before eyeing Remus and Sirius, the latter struggling to get out of Remus’ casual manhandling

Remus looks up from his book “Hi y/n” he smiles

Sirius stops his movement to greet you “Oh hi y/n…you couldn’t happen to help a guy out” he gestures to his hair

You giggle “Hi Sirius” you say pulling out your wand and drying his hair, Remus gives you a thankful smile before clutching the part of Sirius’ shirt he was just pushing away and pulling him in

“Prongs your girl is the best” Sirius says as he finally gets to snuggle with Remus

James’ face morphs to pride as Sirius calls you his girl “That she is, hi sweets” he shifts in his seated position, his legs out straight as he motions for you come to him

You smile as you settle yourself on his lap, his arms wasting no time in bringing you in for a hug “Hi Jamie” you mumble into his hair as his head falls into the crook of your neck

“Missed you” he says, licking his lips as he peppers kisses

“Jamie” your shoulder moves up squishing his head as his lips and breath tickle you “You saw me this morning”

He brings his hand up pushing it back down “Sweets that is too long” he says nuzzling his nose into the skin before blowing his lips into it, creating little fart sounds that make you giggle and the other boys chuckle

“You two are sickeningly adorable” Remus states turning his head to kiss Sirius hair

Sirius hums “They are but we are still the hottest couple, Simus forever” he punches the air before he cringes “That’s a shit name…Rerius…Madfoot?” he ponders

“They’re slowly getting worse mate” James says pulling back from you and letting you move off of his lap, your legs still drape across his own but your now seated on the blanket

Remus nods “They are but he’s not going to stop” he shrugs letting Sirius continue

The raven-haired boy smiles “Poony…oh definitely not that” you giggle hugging into James “Ugh the hottest couple needs a hot…” Sirius is cut off by Marlene scoffing as her, Dorca and Lily sit down

“I’ll have you find we are the hottest couple and unlike you nerds we are…” she extends the syllables, patting her legs to create a mini drumroll “Dorlene!” Marlene and Dorca say in union waving their hands in the air 

“That is a brilliant ship name but…” James starts

“The jazz hands ruined it” you and James mock them with a mini version before giggling together that you did the same thing accidently

The group can’t help but smile with the two of you, watching as you and James lose yourselves in the other’s eyes, noses nudging before he places a slow kiss to your lips and takes your hand in his, interlacing them

“Okay they might have us beat” Marlene admits before turning to Sirius and Remus “But we’re still hotter than you…doll can you sit up on your knees?” she asks to which Dorca looks confused but does it “Have you seen her ass?” Marlene gestures to it before patting it more times than was probably necessary “I could do this all…Doll!” she says before pouting as Dorca sits back down on her feet trapping her girlfriends hand

“Don’t you dare” Remus warns Sirius as his hand tries to slither down

Sirius huffs “This is why we’ve lost our title…” he sulks before breaking a little Remus leans over and kisses just below his ear whispering something “…still mad” he turns his nose up trying to 

“That’s fine love, you be mad before you’re so cute when you are” Remus notes, the final comment breaking Sirius as he smiles to himself and leans into his boyfriend

“This is so cute but I feel so singl…Mary!” Lily says a little sadly before doing a 180 as she sees Mary coming “Over here!” she gestures standing up moving over to the girl

“They’d be Larry” Marlene whispers to Sirius both of them giggling 

Remus leans forward to look at Dorca as Marlene and Sirius make a bunch of funny ship names together, both sharing a look that screams ‘we’re going to marry these adorable idiots one day’, meanwhile James is already promising you that

“Where would you want to live after school?” he asks as everyone else talks among themselves

Your heart flutters at the way he says it, the way it sounds like he’s asking were you wanted to live together “Anywhere as long as I’m close to you” 

He grins “Good because you ain’t going anywhere missy” his hands move to grip your hips 

“Missy?” you giggle at the name

“Don’t worry I’ll change it to Mrs one day”

Thanks for reading 💛

#james potter and reader #james potter x reader #james potter x y/n #james potter and y/n #james potter and you #james potter x you #james x reader #marauders x reader #marauders era #marauders #wolfstar #dorlene #mary x lily

[ticklishraspberries]

Maybe some wolfstar tickle fluff where Sirius finds out that Remus has a stupidly ticklish neck? If not that's fine! Love your fics!

aw thank you!! i don't really see this turning into a full-length fic but i wrote you a little drabble for the idea, i hope you like it!! it's a little ~spicy~ at first but nothing explicit happens and it quickly derails into tickles lol :)

Sirius leans close, warm breath brushing against the collarbone of the boy before him, eyes dark with something like desire.

Remus lets out a shaky breath as the sensation goes from teasing air to deliberate lips kissing at the prominent curve of the bone, before creeping up towards the vulnerable skin of his throat.

The moment should be sexy, enticing, straight out of a wet dream, but Remus feels a giddy nervousness rise up within him as the lips on his neck begin to tickle rather than pleasure him.

The first giggle slips out when long hair drags across his skin, and Sirius pulls back and looks at him with confusion.

"Something funny?" he asks.

Remus, not thinking properly after all the kissing and wandering hands, shakes his head. "Just tickles," he admits, as if telling Sirius Black that information isn't like signing a contract with the Devil.

And the grin that appears on his face is certainly devilish, or at least, that's what Remus thinks before Sirius is back on him in a flash, this time with intent, lips placing quick, sloppy kisses to the left side of his neck, while long fingers scribble across the right.

Remus squeaks, a noise he'll deny for all eternity, and tries to scrunch his shoulders up for protection, but there's no use.

"Oh, Moony, I knew you were ticklish, but I never thought it'd get in the way of such activities!" Sirius croons. "Here I am, trying to make my boyfriend feel good, and he's giggling at me! Can you believe that?"

"I dohon't giggle!" Remus replies, half-heartedly pushing at the other's hands.

"I'm afraid you do, darling, and it is absolutely adorable."

And while the night goes differently than originally intended, it still ends with them both flushed, red-faced, and breathless.

#wolfstar #iamawolfstarsimp #raspberry drabbles #hp drabble #hp

[lucigoo]

Weekly Roundup: 4th Feb - 11th Feb 24

I thought it was Saturday. It snot and ive lost a day soomewhere..... Never mind i guess. So ive written 23,644 words this week, with 6 fics posted this week too. But first, rec's as always. We have:

“I’zigh ‘Akshith” (War Surprise) - Ticklesivory @tickles-ivory (Bilbo/Thorin, the slow burn is beautiful and the idea is so clever and unique imo)

327 Blossom Street - Ticklesivory (Bilbo/Thorin, Tickles does modern Bagginshield so well)

Slow Dance: A Bagginshield SMAU - Ticklesivory (Bilb/Thorin, Modern dau social media fic, its awesome)

The Bunny Saga - alkjira - The Hobbit (Bilbo/Thorin, its so cute and clever) sway through the crowd (to our empty space) - littleoldrachel @littleoldrachel(Sirius/Remus, Autistic, trans Remus and dancer on Stirctly Sirius, watch the tags but its amazing!)

Of Bookshelves and Baby Carriers - poppunkpadfoot (StormVandal) - (Sirius/Remus, Wolfstar raising Harry is one of my fav tropes. muggle Au) Hope you like one of the 6 <3

Now for my fics, 1) “How rare and beautiful it truly is that you existed, and that you existed with me, for me - So, sad Bilbo, canon compliant and he is an old hobbit. I worte a peom for it .... 2) Dwarven Tickles make Hobbits Prickle (and cry) - Bilbo/Thorin woth little Frodo. Part of my Bagginshield-tober series from @smolestboop's prompts in October (im getting there lol) 3) Only me in the limelight - - gen fic, watch the tags. It was publihed before, but as part of the comfort zone fest it was revealed this week. 4) Hoot like a Barn Owl - Another part for my Bagignshield-tober series, this one is just pure fluff. 5) Are you a werewolf? - James/Regulus, this is E, and part of the @hpknotfest 6) Is part of the Tolkein Slashy Valentines Fest, so whilst I posted it, it wont be revealed until Valentines day. So, thats this weeks fic, enjoy and have a good one 🧡

#bagginshield #the hobbit #Wolfstar #Sirius/Remus #Bagginshield-tober #Knotfest #Comfort zone fest

[mkaugust]

Steady

Wolfstar, 900 words. Read on Ao3 here

Sirius lulled Remus to sleep and gently woke him up in the same way, when he was struggling with his chronic illnesses flaring up.  All Remus would want to do is lay in bed in as little clothing as possible and a fluffy comforter covering only part of his legs and maybe his ass, but he would have a hard time relaxing during these periods, a difficult time staying still long enough to sleep.  In the mornings, he never wanted to wake up and had trouble getting out of bed as his body was almost immediately in a heightened state when he came to wakefulness.  So Sirius had a technique.  It was down to a science.  How to keep Remus relaxed in bed, no matter the time of day.

The technique was this: slow, sweeping strokes of his fingertips only across Remus’ bare skin, all over his body.  No pressure, no pressing down, this was not a massage.  Gentle whispering touches with the pads of his fingers.  Patterns were irrelevant, so sometimes Sirius would draw patterns or write words across Remus’ back to keep himself entertained.  But mostly, he kept it random to encourage broad strokes reaching as much of Remus’ skin as possible in a single, smooth pass, and allowed himself to watch Remus breath.  He would watch Remus’ breathing slow from rapid pacings some nights or frustrated huffs on others to an even, slow, deep in and out as Remus’ body would melt under Sirius’ fingers further into the mattress until he finally fell asleep, as relaxed as possible.

The parts of Remus’ body Sirius could reach changed often at night.  Some nights, Remus would lay on his stomach, arms above his head to clutch at a pillow, so Sirius would have the smooth expanse of Remus’ back and neck to work with.  He avoided his hair and the back of his legs; Remus very much enjoyed the soft touches in those spots, but it did not always encourage relaxation.  His hips and sides were very much fair game at the beginning when Remus was still getting settled and at the end when Remus was closest to sleep; in the middle it was a recipe for accidental tickles which were the opposite of helpful.  Other nights, Remus would sprawl out on his back, limbs starfished out to keep his body stretched and cool.  Sirius loved these nights as he got to explore so much of Remus and watch his face slowly relax with his body and breath.  He would sweep his fingers across Remus’ chest, avoiding sensitive spots around his nipples and focusing on getting as close to his shoulders as possible.  He would lightly explore the dips and valleys of the side of Remus’ hips and his stomach and ribs.  He even got to trace up and down his thighs and calves, twisting around his knees.  If he timed it just right, which he almost always did, he could trace the curve of Remus’ cheekbones, the jut of his jawline, almost but not quite scratch at the stubble on his chin.  And Remus would just breathe and sigh through it all until he fell asleep, at the mercy of Sirius’ magic fingers.

Mornings were a little different.  Mornings were so often the hardest part of Remus’ days.  Mornings had Remus groaning at the sunlight forcing its way through the shades, dragging him into wakefulness before he was ready.  Mornings had Remus aware of his body and all its complaints far too quickly.  But if Sirius could start the technique early enough, when Remus was close enough to awake to not be dreaming any longer, but still asleep enough not to be aware of the light or be moving around much, he could coax Remus into a gentle wakefulness, helping him to start his day with a relaxed body and mind. There were rarely variations in position in the mornings like there were at night.  Remus slept almost exclusively on his stomach, so his back was nearly always barred to Sirius by daybreak.

Relaxed and even, Sirius had the pleasure in the mornings of watching Remus’ back drift up with each slow breath. The trick was to follow that breathing pattern, touching the tips of his fingers to Remus’ skin at the crest of only the smoothest breath to start. From there, he slowly spread his fingers until his hand was flat on Remus’ back, covering as much skin as he could reach, fingers stretched. Then it was a waiting game; would Remus wake up in that same breath or would Sirius have time to watch, to slowly curl and stretch his fingers again and again, following Remus’ breath until he matched his heartbeat instead, until Sirius gave him a new beat to follow in the morning. A beat without adrenaline, without pain to match and influence, a beat to be at peace, if only until he got out of bed.

“Good morning,” Remus would murmur on good days, his eyes not yet open, his skin warmed by Sirius’ fingers.

“Good morning,” Remus would murmur on bad days, his body turned slowly yet harshly soon after his eyes blinked once then shut tight, his face turned to tuck into Sirius’ chest and the words muffled right there, in that space where his breath could meet Sirius’ heartbeat. 

Sirius stayed steady regardless, to the best of his ability. He wasn’t perfect each time, but he did his best and he tried to give Remus a steady rhythm when the world couldn’t be steady beneath his feet. 

At least Sirius could create steadiness for Remus in the space of their bed.

#wolfstar #ficlet #my writing #my fic #remus lupin #sirius black #chronic illness #chronic pain #literally no editing #i had this hanging out unfinished in my drafts and decided to hit post #been a minute since i wrote some wolfstar #liminality in pain #liminality in states of sleep and wakefulness