#eclipse marauders

[vomits0cutely]

“If you feel lonely, I could be lonely with you”

But it’s James Potter and Remus Lupin.

[emeriart]

James and Remus reunite again at the eclipse ☀🌙

sticker on redbubble!

[wilmvandrr]

ohhh the implications of this au makes my mind TICK. I love them dearly <33

[siriusblackdevotee]

James is like guys help me pick an outfit because he's finally scored a date with lily and the others already know what outfit to choose but they still make him wear the tightest fits he has first so they have an excuse to admire his bulging biceps and fat ass and touch his body to "adjust the clothes". He remains oblivious to the leers of course.

James: alright, how do we look?

Peter: dunno...turn around for us?

James: oh yeah! [Turns around]

Remus: (groan) Merlin, that is criminal

James: what? Does it look bad?

Sirius: Nope. I think the colors are clashing this time. The pants look fine though

Peter: really fine

Remus: so fine

Sirius: let's change the top then [passes the smallest shirt you've ever seen]

James: okay! :D

everyone has a crush on James bc I said so

[ttroubledwaters]

seeing people use "#poly marauders" and then write poly wolfstarbucks

[valeriearmani1]

james x remus should be called eclipse btw

[ll33c0ji1]

Parties blur the line 😔

[that-bitch-kat3]

lily and remus if they witnessed the eclipse

[alltoounwellll]

a solar eclipse is such a good metaphor for James feeling like he’s taken a back seat in Sirius’s life after he and Remus get together

anywayyyyyyy

[t1oui]

for a fandom of multishippers we're sure lacking in remus x regulus x james content

[lulublack90]

Prompt 31 - Insecure

@jegulus-microfic May 31, Word count 1101

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This is it, the final part. I hope you enjoy it. I'm just going to go cry that it's over. Love you all xxx

Sirius dropped down next to James and looked thoughtfully at his brother. 

“What is he? A, maine coon?” He tilted his head, trying to see all of Regulus. Remus leant over and traced the flickering star shape on Regulus’s chest and looked closer at the glowing eyes. 

“I swear I’ve read about a cat like this somewhere,” He screwed up his face as he tried to recall the information. 

Peter crashed through the trees and came to a stop beside them, his hands on his knees as he bent over and inhaled huge gulps of air. He looked over at Regulus in his cat form. 

“Oh, he’s cute,” He wheezed. Regulus hissed at him. “Sorry, regally handsome,” He corrected. Regulus let out a little huff. 

“I think he’s a Cat-Sìth.” Remus started, explaining, "They were these huge cats that lived in the highlands. They used to go and mess about with the muggle farmers, so the wizards in the area told the locals to leave out milk for them on Samhain so they'd bless them, or they’d dry up all their cow’s milk. There was also something about the muggles believing that the cats were really witches that could transform into a cat. And there was something about them stealing souls. But everything I read said that they were all black cats apart from a white patch of fur on their chests and eyes that glowed in the night.” They all looked at Regulus with scrutinising faces and nodded along in agreement. 

Regulus transformed back into his human body. 

“Ha! I’m a legendary myth,” He pointed at Sirius, gloating. 

“You might transform into a legendary myth, Reggie. But at the end of the day, you’re still just an itty bitty ickle pussycat.” Sirius took off running and transformed into Padfoot mid-step as the giant black cat of legend chased him into the forest. James couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him as he heard the unmistakable yelp of a dog being attacked. 

“We should probably go and break them up,” He said to Remus and Peter. They followed the sounds of barking and hissing through the trees.

“We’re going to have to add him to the marauders map and figure out a nickname for him now, aren’t we?” Remus chuckled as Sirius yelped again. 

“Yeah, I think we have to,” James grinned happily at the thought.

***

He was nervous. More nervous than he’d been on the night he’d first turned. He’d followed James, Sirius and Peter out into the grounds. It was still light, but the sun was rapidly sinking towards the horizon. 

Regulus watched James fold away the marauder’s map, now proudly emblazoned with the names, Moony, Wormtail, Eclipse, Padfoot and Prongs. They had decided on Eclipse after they’d pulled Regulus off of Sirius, because James said, with the white flash, he looked like a solar eclipse, with a tiny bit of light in the total darkness.  

The whomping willow reached towards them as they neared. Violently slamming its branches down at them. He watched as Peter transformed into the tiny rat. He scurried under the flailing limbs and pressed a little knot on one of the tree's roots. The willow froze, not even its leaves moved. The four of them slid into the opening at the tree’s base and dropped into the tunnel below. 

Regulus had to stoop to walk forward. He had no idea how Remus walked down here, he must have to nearly crawl. 

The tunnel finally opened up to reveal a door. Sirius pushed it open, and they stepped into the dusty, mouldy insides of the shrieking shack. 

“They send Lupin here?” Regulus asked incredulously. No wonder he’d caused himself so much damage. 

“Better than being locked in a cell made from silver under the ministry,” Sirius said blandly. Regulus turned to his brother, shocked. 

“Is that really what they do?” 

“Yes. Registered werewolves have to report there before the full moon.” Sirius replied. 

“But silver is poison to werewolves,” Regulus argued. Sirius nodded sadly at him. 

“That’s the point, Reggie,” Regulus’s eyes flickered to a spot on the wall behind Sirius’s right shoulder. There was a long deep gouge carved into the wall. His eyes widened as he realised what had caused it. 

“Just how big does Remus get?” He asked, feeling insecure for only a second as he pointed at the claw mark on the wall. Sirius grinned. 

“Let’s just say he makes me look like a puppy.” Regulus stared at him open-mouthed. 

They had to hide quickly when they heard Madam Pomfrey and Remus coming down the passageway. They ran up the stairs and hid in one of the bedrooms until Madam Pomfrey left. 

Sirius rushed back downstairs ahead of them and checked Remus was okay by running his hands all over him. 

“Sirius, I’m fine, stop fussing me,” Remus protested, pushing Sirius away. James pulled Regulus in close. 

"It won’t be long now, love. You ready?” Regulus looked up into James’s eyes and felt completely safe.

“Yeah,” He smiled, being completely truthful. He looked around the room at the four people in the world who truly cared for him and chuckled under his breath.

“What’s so funny?” James asked, his voice full of kindness. Regulus stood on tiptoe and kissed James before he answered. 

“I’m so glad I was out picking fluxweed while a crazed werewolf was running amok.”

“Hey!” Remus feigned outrage through gritted teeth. 

“It's time,” Sirius said, giving Remus one last kiss before he changed into Padfoot. 

Regulus watched through his new eyes as Remus dropped to the floor screaming and writhing. Sirius whined and danced about on his feet and Remus broke apart and reformed as a truly enormous wolf. Eclipse craned his neck to see all of him.

The wolf and the dog sniffed each other excitedly and Padfoot licked the Moony all over his face, wagging his tail excitedly. It took a while, but the wolf eventually spotted the cat. He let out a low growl, but Padfoot rushed to Eclipse’s side and whined at Moony, pleading. Wormtail scuttled forward and sat at Eclipse’s feet. Prongs came to stand behind them all, his antlered head slightly lowered in case he needed to protect them. 

Moony leaned closer, but Eclipse held firm. Moony shoved his nose into the white fur on Eclipse’s chest. Eclipse put his paws on Moony’s muzzle and stood up on his hind legs. The werewolf stared into the Cat-Sìths eyes, recognising him as another legendary creature. Eclipse purred. An approximation of a smirk crept across his feline face, knowing everything would be alright.

[vomits0cutely]

And what if I said James Potter and Remus Lupin are "pretty brown eyes, and mind full of thoughts”

[tea-blankets-andstars]

WHY! CAN! I! NOT! FIND! A! SINGLE! JAMES! X! REMUS! FIC! ON! AO3?!!!??!!!???

DO BETTERRRRRRR >:[ I JUST WANNA READ ABT MY OTPP 😭

BUT DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY FIC RECS?????

[bradleysass]

Knowledge - @moonchaser-microfic - wc: 499

Remus prided himself on knowledge. Silently. He'd never start bragging about his good grades outright, but if it would piss James off, he'd do it all the time. It was just too easy—James, the ever-confident, ever-reckless Gryffindor, absolutely hated being second-best at anything. And if Remus could get under his skin with a well-timed remark about his essay marks, well, that was just a bonus.

This time, though, he held back. Mostly because James really did need to study, and if Remus wanted to avoid another incident of James dramatically throwing his Potions textbook across the dormitory, he had to take a different approach. He bit his tongue against any smug remarks and instead tapped his quill against the open Charms textbook in front of them.

"Alright, let’s go over this again," Remus said, trying to keep his voice even. "The Wand-Lighting Charm—"

"Is incredibly dull," James interjected, chin propped on his hand, staring at Remus in a way that had absolutely nothing to do with Charms.

Remus sighed. "Yes, well, some of us actually care about passing our exams."

James hummed noncommittally. He hadn’t turned a page in fifteen minutes. He hadn't even picked up his quill. "D’you know you do this thing with your nose when you're concentrating? Sort of scrunch it up a bit? It’s adorable."

Remus blinked. Heat crept up his neck. "What?"

James grinned lazily, completely unbothered by Remus’s bewilderment. "Your nose," he repeated, gesturing vaguely at Remus’s face. "You scrunch it up like this—" He attempted to demonstrate, which just made him look utterly ridiculous.

Remus groaned, dropping his forehead onto the textbook. "Merlin, help me."

"Nah, I think you’ve got it all wrong, Moony." James leaned in, and Remus could hear the smirk in his voice. "Merlin sent me to help you."

Remus lifted his head just enough to glare at him. "You're insufferable."

"And yet, here we are," James said breezily, still looking at him like he was the most fascinating thing in the world.

Remus could feel his resolve slipping. He hated how easily James could do this—turn a study session into some kind of game, making Remus forget why he was even annoyed in the first place. He hated it even more that he didn’t really mind.

"If you actually studied, I wouldn't have to be here," Remus pointed out, though his voice had lost most of its edge.

James tilted his head. "Oh? So you don't want to be here with me?" He pouted theatrically, but there was something softer underneath it, something that made Remus’s breath catch.

He looked away, feigning exasperation. "I want to finish this session before sunrise, if that counts for anything."

James chuckled, finally—finally—picking up his quill. "Alright, alright. But only if you promise not to get too distracted staring at my beautiful face."

Remus didn’t dignify that with a response. He did, however, let James get away with brushing their knees together under the table. Just this once.

[ahbts]

Kinktober day 6: Eclipse(moonshine) - Marking || NSFW || Words: 934|| Tags: Possesive Remus - Bottom James - Biting - hickey's - minor spanking - Mentioned polyamory (wolfstarbucks)

James throws himself on the sofa with a grunt, his robes falling open and his bag dropping from his hand. “I am knackered, I don’t know how long I am going to do this, Moony.” 

Remus looks over the edge of his book, not knowing what is expected of him while he regards his tired partner. He just chuckles at James’ overdramatic homecoming. 

“Want me to rub your feet, my dear?” Remus asks sarcastically, but when James turns his head hopefully he quickly adds; “No, that was not a serious offer.” 

“Oh, but Remus, it would make me so happy,” James asks with a broad grin. He shuffles over the sofa and lays his head on Remus’ lap, blinking up at him with quick fluttering eyelashes. Damn James Potter and his big deer eyes. 

“You are being clingy,” Remus tells him, but nonetheless lets his hand fall on James’ head and rake his hand through his hair lovingly. James closes his eyes and buries his head deeper into Remus’ lap when Remus smells it on him. It might be the approaching full moon or the fact that Remus is just hyper-aware of his partner’s scent but James smells like someone else and he can’t have it. “You smell wrong.” 

“Oh, that might have to do with the four women accosting me to get free products from the store,” James sighs. Remus is on him quicker than James can blink again, pinning James’ hands above his head and his face in James’ neck. “Moony, shit I didn’t–” 

“You didn’t encourage it, did you?” Remus asks in a low growl. 

“I would never, Remus, you know–” 

“I know,” Remus mutters, kissing the skin of James’ neck, and scraping it with his teeth. “But the world should know who you belong to. Who do you belong to James?” 

“You, Remus,” James answers moaning, stretching his neck to give Remus more access. “You and Sirius only.” 

“That’s right,” Remus latches onto the skin covering James’ jugular vein and sucking hard, making the golden skin bruise under his lips before moving a little lower and doing it again, the harsh smell of perfume rilling him up. 

“I’m sorry, Remus, I didn’t mean for it to happen,” James tells him earnestly and Remus manages to calm himself with every mark he makes on the man’s beautiful neck. 

“I know, it’s okay,” Remus smiles, coming up to look James in the eye for a moment. “I just have to put my mark on you.” 

“Yes, yes please,” James moans, bucking his hips up while Remus removes his shirt. He moans as another bite is left around his nipple. “Remus, I want it.” 

Their clothes get carelessly thrown around the room and James trashes, scratching his own nails into Remus’ back while Remus lathers him with bite marks and hicky bruises all over. 

“Turn me,” James demands and strong hands find his hips to turn James around, pushing his face into the cushions of the sofa while he performs a wandless lube spell to lube James from the inside. He lets his hand fall down on James’ arse harshly, making the man moan in response. “Shit, harder.” 

Remus does it twice more before the mark of his hand flames red on James’ arse. “God, looking so good for me, all marked up and ready.”

“Fuck me, Remus,” James whines, pushing his arse out for Remus to use which he gladly does. Slamming his cock into James with a power he hadn’t expected. 

“Shit, sorry I–” 

“No sorry,” James pants, moving against Remus in his rhythm. “I love you with the moon approaching, don’t apologise.” 

“Okay, hold on then,” Remus groans in that animalistic way he only lets out with James. Sirius is their baby, their precious, taking everything they give but delicate when it comes down to it. James loves the rough, the heavy, the animal. Their dynamic had been like that ever since they gave this thing between them a go and it’s still the best thing that ever happened to Remus. 

He slams himself into James, pounding harshly, over and over again, wrapping his hand around James’ cock pulling in the same rhythm. So hard that the sofa is rocking underneath them and he feels the mass of pleasure grow in his spine, his cock achingly hard and he bows down to bite James’ shoulder in multiple places. 

“James, James, shit, fuck, fuck,” Remus curses in loud groans before sinking his teeth into his skin once more as he spills into James. 

“Moony, please,” James pants, throwing his head back and bucking his hips violently. Remus keeps the thigh grip around James’ cock as he keeps up his movement and James unloads in his hand. They collapse on the sofa, curling up into each other after a quick cleaning spell. 

Remus is content and relaxed once again, his inner wolf put to rest by the exhaustion. James seems to be in a similar state of being, because when the door opens, neither of them hears it. 

“Moons, did you try to eat Prongs again?” The voice of their partner floats into Remus’ ears and he opens his eyes slowly, lifting his brow at Sirius. James is still on his chest, seemingly asleep. 

“That was one time, stop luring it over me,” Remus says, quiet so as to not wake James. He stretches his neck to ask for a kiss from Sirius that he gets before the man lets himself fall down on the fauteuil. 

“I’m dead,” Sirius sighs and to both their surprise James stirs. 

“Remus has a great solution for that.”

[ttroubledwaters]

I WANT A FIC WITH A GOOD REPRESENTATION OF JAMES AND REMUS' FRIENDSHIP. I feel they would 100% have a "you came?" "you called." type of friendship and I rarely see it. Where are my fluffy prongs and moony moments!?!?! when reading wolfstar fics, remus would let the girls shit on james LIKE NOOOOO James became animagus for him and remus would defend that man till he was in his grave because of it. AND JAMES WOULD DO THE SAME. needless to say I yearn for their friendship idc.