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Normalize Moonwater interactions sending James, specifically, into a jealous rage.

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Heartbroken (Feb 16th)

word count: 531

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Remus and Sirius are sitting across from each other in a cafe that serves the best breakfast Sirius has ever had. It’s absurdly early, the sun is not completely up in the sky, and the both of them are sweaty and miserable. At least, Sirius feels sweaty and miserable. 

“Do you feel good right now?” Sirius asks, stirring sugar into his coffee. 

Remus snorts. “I feel miserable.”

Sirius raises his cup of coffee for a pseudo toast. “Hear, hear.”

“Why would someone do something so energy consuming at five thirty in the morning?” Remus blinks, slumping in his chair. “I am so sore. And tired. How did you convince me to go?”

Sirius scoffs. “As if. It was your idea, darling babe. You wanted us to get into working out this year.” Sirius considers for a moment. “It wasn’t a bad workout class, honestly. Just rather intense.”

“And too loud and dark. Ugh. I can't believe I still have to go through an entire day.”

Sirius laughs. “That’s a funny sentence.”

Remus blinks again. “I have to teach in a couple of hours. Do you know how much fun I have teaching?”

Sirius raises an eyebrow. “You love teaching.”

“I do,” Remus says, nodding miserably. “Just not after a high intensity– what is it that we did, again?”

“I’m not sure,” Sirius says. He rotates his shoulder and it pops. “All I know is I really underestimated how much it would kick my ass.”

“And to think we were teen Quidditch athletes a few lifetimes ago.”

Sirius laughs, shaking his head. “Don’t remind me, you’ll break my heart.”

Remus smiles and Sirius is in love with the smile lines around his eyes. “I know we’re not that peppy right now, but I think we kicked that workout’s ass as much as it kicked ours.”

Sirius nods. “Yeah, definitely.”

Remus looks at his watch. “When does your shift start?”

Sirius cringes. “I forgot about that.”

“You forgot about your job?”

Sirius smiles. “Yeah. I have a twelve hour shift today.”

“Oh no,” Remus says, sounding entirely too mortified. 

Sirius snorts. “It’s not that bad. It’s mostly just healing broken bones and runny noses this time of year.”

Remus shudders. “Oh, how I love teaching. Thank you for reminding me.”

“Anytime, Re,” Sirius says. He takes a biteful of his eggs. “I don’t necessarily want to do what we did this morning ever again, but this is nice. Spending more time in the morning with you.”

Remus throws his straw wrapper at Sirius. He’s smiling when he says, “You’re being entirely too sentimental for six thirty in the damn morning. Finish your breakfast.”

“Aye aye, cap–”

“We could do something less sweaty if you want. Next time.”

Sirius grins. “Oh, you can’t get enough of me, can you?”

Remus makes a show of moving out of his chair. “I will go home without you.”

Sirius reaches out for Remus’ hand and holds it. “Don’t. You’re the best part of my morning.”

Remus’ eyes soften. “You are, as well. Always.” He winks playfully. “Don’t tell anyone, though.”

Sirius mimics sewing his mouth shut. This is the best morning Sirius has had in a while. 

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Regulus and Sirius: We listen and we don’t judge.

Regulus: I’m dating your best friend

Sirius:

Regulus: We listen and we don’t judge

Sirius: I’m dating your best friend

Regulus:

Sirius: We listen and we don’t judge

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Propose (Feb 15th)

word count: 823

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“How would you do it?”

“Pardon me?” Regulus says, taking his eyes off the dough he’s kneading and looking at Sirius. 

They’re in Sirius and Remus’ kitchen working on a bread recipe in comfortable silence. Regulus would laugh at the whole situation but he appreciates spending time with his brother after everything that’s happened, and he appreciates every chance he gets at mending his and Sirius’ relationship– even if it somehow means doing absurd things together like baking bread on random Saturday nights. 

“What are you talking about?” Regulus asks. He hasn’t been paying much attention to anything but his sticky bread dough. He doubts it should be this sticky still. 

Sirius coughs. “I meant to say, do you see yourself marrying someone someday?”

Regulus tilts his head. He tries to catch Sirius’ eyes but Sirius seems to be entirely too interested in cutting the parchment paper to fit the bread trays. Despite himself, Regulus grins. “Sure.”

Sirius coughs again. “How do you think you’d go on about it?”

“Are you proposing to Remus?”

Sirius’ eyes widen and it’s with a tremendous amount of self control that Regulus doesn’t burst out laughing. “What? Where’d you get that from? Why would you think– I mean, sure, I think. Or, no, I know, but–”

“Why are you acting dumb right now?” Regulus interrupts. 

“I’m not,” Sirius says, somehow defeated. “I just need to know how–”

“I don’t think it matters all that much.” Regulus shrugs, going back to kneading his bread dough. “The ‘how’, I mean. You guys are already married in all the ways that matter, I think.”

Sirius is quiet for a while. “But still,” he says. “Just tell me how. I want to brainstorm.”

Regulus smiles. “That’s cute.”

“Shut up.”

Regulus considers Sirius’ question. “I wouldn’t do something too public, I think. It’s something I would want to be more private.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Huh. Thank you, Reg.”

“Anytime,” Regulus says. “Listen, it says to preheat the oven in the recipe, and I don’t think I know what that means, really, should we–”

“Do you think he’ll say yes?”

Regulus pauses to look at Sirius. “You don’t? Salazar, Sirius, do you even know Remus?” Sirius is looking at him all unsure and confused that Regulus sighs and says, “Of course he’ll say yes, is what I meant.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. Don’t be stupid. Now, what’s preheating?”

…

“You look so bad,” Sirius says instead of ‘Hello’ when James opens the door.

“Oh, hello to you too, Sirius, how’s everything? How’s actually sleeping through the night been treating you?” James glares at him.

Sirius laughs, taking baby Harry from James and cradling him gently. “Hi, Harry,” he says softly. He looks back at James. “Isn’t it past his bedtime?”

James sits on the couch and closes his eyes, sighing. “Yes. But he won’t sleep, and if I sit down, he starts crying, so I’m afraid you’re cursed to be standing the rest of the evening, babe. I would say I’m sorry but I’m really not.”

Sirius chuckles, rocking Harry gently. Harry blinks slowly at Sirius and Sirius laughs. “It’s okay, I missed my godbaby.”

James smiles. “He missed you, too. Sorry for being rude, I’m just exhausted.”

“Oh, boo hoo. Where’s Lily?”

“She went on a walk a little while ago. We take turns taking breaks. You know, to somewhat feel like humans a little bit. She’s bringing back ice cream.”

“Awe, James,” Sirius says. “We’ll babysit this weekend if you want. You could do something together, you and Lily. You should.”

“Thanks, pads. How’s Remus?”

“Good,” Sirius says, walking around James and Lily’s living room in circles and making silly faces at Harry. “The full went by smoothly.”

“Thank Merlin. I’ll be there next month, I promise, It’s just that we’re still adjusting to everything and–”

“Oh, shut up. You’ve just gotten a baby, prongs. Cut yourself some slack, will you?”

James blinks tiredly. “Sure.”

“You can take a little nap, if you want,” Sirius says. “I’ll keep Harry entertained.”

“Oh, you’re the best. Remind me to make out with you when I wake up.” James pauses. “After I shower, though.”

Sirius laughs. “Go. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

James thanks Sirius again and is right in front of the stairs when he turns around. “I didn’t ask you if you came by for anything. Do you need anything, Sirius?”

Sirius looks at Harry and James, then he smiles. “I wanted to ask for your advice about somethig, but it can wait. I think I’ve made up my mind about it, anyway.”

James blinks. “I would be pestering you about what you just said right now but I am so tired.” And he goes up the stairs. 

Sirius laughs and baby Harry must’ve also found his dad funny because Sirius swears he giggles, too. Sirius doesn’t think he’s ever been more sure of anything in his life before.

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Gift for a friend <3

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February Prompts

Can you feel the love in the air? We can, and we've got a steamy batch of prompts for you. Don't forget a sweet for your sweet stary eyed boys!

Get your chocolate hearts and bouquets, because it's time to find your valentine. Pick a prompt, fall head over heels, and write some wolfstar in love!

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February Prompt List:

Lover

Yearn

Gift

Sweetie Pie

Champagne

Lovebirds

Cupid

Arrow

Candy

Unrequited

Betrothed

Moonstruck

Woo

First I Love You

Propose

Heartbroken

Smitten

Crush

XOXO

Bleed

Flirt

Hope

Stalk

Heart

Gift

Passion

Intimate

Ardent

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Late to the trend

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everyone keeps having these moments at the top of the astronomy tower how are none of them bumping into each other

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Golden trio

It was the 90's! Yeah babe!

I read a head canon saying Harry hated tight clothes after his childhood with the Dursley, always wearing Dudley's too big for him stuff. So here he is in his baggy!

Hermione's in high colored outfit

And Ron with the inevitable combo backpack/army jacket.

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First Date (January 5th)

word count: 486

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“You know what I realized the other night,” Sirius says absentmindedly, biting his lower lip. The wall he just finished painting is way too streaky for his liking and he’s not sure he knows any spells to fix a streaky wall. 

“What did you realize?” Remus asks. Sirius can’t see Remus as he’s staring at the honestly worst paint job he’s seen in his life. Remus’ job is to build baby Harry’s crib and Sirius hopes Remus’ building skills are better than his painting ones. If only to avoid Lily murdering the both of them.

“Do you think we can fix this?” Sirius asks, finally turning around to look at Remus for the directions of properly painting a stupid wall. Remus is on the floor surrounded by all the small crib parts and screws and the sight of him makes Sirius feel better about his shitty wall. 

Remus looks at Sirius. “Fix what?”

“I realized that I don’t really know what to consider as our first date,” Sirius says, remembering to finish his first sentence. 

“What?” Remus blinks. “Why is that wall so ugly?”

Sirius scoffs. “As if. Why is there no standing crib yet?”

Remus looks thoughtful. “I’ve always considered the time we spent doing homework on top of the Astronomy Tower as dates. In their own special and awkward way. So I guess our first date was during, what was it, third year?”

“No way those were dates,” Sirius says. “We barely spoke and were actually doing homework.”

“There is no standing crib because these instructions are so stupid.” Remus huffs, crumpling what Sirius assumes is the instructions manual. 

Sirius grins. He gives up on his wall for now and sits cross-legged in front of Remus. “Do you think it’s a smart idea to get rid of that?”

Remus throws the crumpled piece of paper in Sirius’ direction. He’s also smiling. “Work on fixing that horrendous wall, my love.”

“I think our first date was when we spent that winter break at Hogwarts in fifth year and you taught me how to crochet.”

Remus cocks his head to the side. “I forgot we did that. That was fun.”

Sirius nods. “Yeah.”

“Why not consider our first date that new year’s eve party we ditched then snuck into Hogsmeade and you showed me how to recognize all those constellations.”

“Because we weren’t dating yet in fourth year,” Sirius says, then laughs. “Though stargazing is pretty damn romantic. How weren’t we dating then?”

Remus smiles. He kisses Sirius’ cheek and gets up. “Here’s the plan: I go get some cute wallpaper and you try and have something resembling a built crib before James and Lily come back.”

“Aye, aye, captain,” Sirius says, uncrumpling the crib instructions. He pauses. “You know, I did spend those Astronomy Tower nights thinking about your cool scars and dreamy eyes so they might as well be considered dates.”

Remus laughs. “Sure.”

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First Lie (January 4th)

word count: 370

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Remus was so elated when Dumbledore himself told him he could enroll in Hogwarts despite being a werewolf that he never really paused to think about the technicalities of it all. 

The full moon in an unfamiliar place away from home was brutal the first time. Remus woke up the next day in much more pain than he was accustomed to. He spent the better part of a week in the hospital ward sleeping. 

The only good thing about the whole experience was that Remus met the matron, Madam Pomfrey, and she was delightful. 

Remus dragged himself to his dorm room a full nine days after the full moon. He was tired and he really missed his own bed. And his friends. He didn’t even want to think about all the homework that’s piled up alrea–

“Remus?” Sirius Black said, getting up from in front of the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room and crowding Remus’ personal space. “Salazar. I mean, Godric. Are you okay?”

The common room was mostly empty, with only a few fifth and sixth years scribbling away on parchment. The common room was maybe Remus’ favorite place in Hogwarts and he felt like he could breathe a little easier. He let out a shaky breath.

“Sirius,” Remus greeted. His voice was scratchier than he would have liked. He coughed. “Why are you still up?”

Sirius looked at him funny. “Are you okay, Remus? What happened? Where were you?”

Remus realized then that he was in a predicament he hadn’t anticipated. Mostly because he hadn’t anticipated having friends at Hogwarts. How would he explain this?

“I think I caught something,” Remus lied, trying not to make it too obvious. “It was pretty nasty. I’m okay now, though.” Remus paused. “Also, definitely not contagious, if you’re wondering.” Not unless there was a full moon in the night sky, at least. 

Sirius patted Remus on the back. “I’m glad– I mean, we’re glad that you’re okay. You can study from my notes to catch up. James will tell you to use his notes but they suck so just use mine.”

Remus smiled. He hadn’t anticipated having friends but having friends was shaping out to be great. “Thank you, Sirius.”

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the blacks are sooo cunty. like wdym ur a problematic filthy rich family with a black sheep and a mamas boy who are both gay. the tabloids would eat this up.

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Me, as a kid:

"I’m definitely going to grow up to be the cool, mysterious one like Sirius Black."

Me, now:

chronically tired, perpetually broke, living off tea and biscuits, wearing the same sweater for three days

"Oh no. I’m the sad werewolf."

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First time meeting the parents (January 3rd)

word count: 600

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Sirius isn’t sure how to feel. 

He should probably feel happy to see Remus after not seeing him since the start of winter break, but he really doesn’t want to see Remus here of all places.

Sirius hates the house he grew up in and he hates thinking that Remus might hate it even more. Speaking of which, where is Remus, anyway? Surely he should have arrived by now–

“Will you stop fidgeting, brother?” Regulus says softly. Both brothers are standing in the corner of the crowded Grimmauld Place parlour room. Their father is entertaining some of his colleagues in the Ministry and Remus’ father was invited. Remus told Sirius in his last letter that he might accompany his father. On an unrelated note, Sirius might puke. “I’m sure your boyfriend will be here shortly.”

“Remus isn’t my boyfriend,” Sirius says automatically. Then he realizes that Regulus didn’t even say Remus’ name and tries not to flush. Sirius changes the subject. “Say, you didn’t grow up here.”

Regulus blinks. “What?”

“Say, this is the first time you enter this house. What would you think about it?”

Regulus blinks again. “You want me to– Well, it is very gothic-esque, if I say so. Very dark. The Tell-Tale Heart could be set in this very parlour room. Some of the wall art is questionable, to say the least. Horrifying, even. But I do rather like that aesthetic. Some say it suits me, so I don’t mind it all that much–”

SIrius’ heart sinks. He catches Remus’ pretty curly hair in the dimly-lit room and he’s standing next to Sirius’ mother.

This is the worst night of Sirius’ life. 

Sirius hands Regulus his drink and clears his throat. “Sure, sure. Dark, dismal, dreary, and cold. I think so too, it’s all rather cliche – see you later, Reg.”

Sirius reaches both Remus and his mother in record speed. Sirius doesn’t think he’s ever considered Remus and Walburga existing in the same universe before, so this is peculiar to say the least. 

“Remus!” He greets, then he cringes because his voice is rather loud. “Mother.”

Walburga acknowledges him. “It is terribly rude to interrupt a conversation in this manner, Sirius.”

“Happy new year, Sirius,” Remus says, smiling, and Walburga might as well have disappeared from the face of the earth. She doesn't matter, nothing else really matters, not the stupid uninviting house or the horrendous paintings on the wall or–

“Have you hit your head somewhere, Sirius?” Walburga asks, bewildered. “What are you staring at?”

Sirius blinks. His mother is looking at him inquisitively. Sirius snaps out of it. “I’m sorry, mother.”

Walburga shakes her head then turns to look at Remus. “It was nice meeting you, Mr Lupin. I apologize for my son’s rather odd behavior.  Please enjoy your night.” She then leaves. 

Sirius blinks, then turns to Remus. “Did you actually get Walburga Black to like you?”

Remus grins, and it’s blinding. “How horrified do you think she'd be if she found out about my lunar predicament?”

Sirius blinks again. “Did she just tell you to enjoy your night? Remus, did you hex my mother into becoming a pleasant individual?”

Remus laughs. “Sure.”

“Happy new year to you too, Re,” Sirius says. “Let’s go get drunk.”

Remus laughs again. “Sure. How’s your break been, Sirius?”

“Just great,” Sirius says. “Monday cannot come quickly enough.”

Remus nods. “Yeah. I’ve missed you.” 

Sirius smiles. He no longer knows why he was so nervous in the first place. He somehow forgot that this is Remus. “I’ve missed you, too, Re. Let me show you around.”

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A Remus with his bestie (Lily!!) to start the new year (+silly James and Sirius running in the background)

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January Prompts

Happy New Year! If your resolution is to write more wolfstar, then we are here to support your goals. We're all about trying new things with our boys, so we've got a list of firsts to explore with them.

So make a vision board, pick a prompt, set calendar reminders, download a new tracking app, and write some wolfstar firsts! This is one resolution we think you can stick with this year

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Prompt list:

1 First Love 2 First Break Up 3 First Time Meeting the Family 4 First Lie 5 First Date 6 First Full Moon 7 First Death 8 First Heartbreak 9 First Anniversary 10 First Broken Promise 11 First Kiss 12 First Words 13 First Murder 14 First Touch 15 First Divorce 16 First Drink 17 First Look 18 First Friend 19 First Kid 20 First Fight 21 First Flat/House 22 First Dance 23 First Birthday 24 First Pet 25 First Holiday 26 First Song 27 First Miscommunication 28 First Tears 29 First Time (Sex) 30 First Overnight 31 Pick Your Own First

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sirius is definitely putting werewolf remus on the hear me out cake