#hints of wolfstar

[impishtubist]

double date

Behold, the dumbest thing I have ever written. I inflicted this on a handful of Discord pals a while back, but you know what? Everyone should be made to suffer from my terrible writing 😂

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“Padfoot, calm down.” Remus lays a hand on Sirius’s, stopping him from further shredding his empty straw wrapper. 

“I am calm.”

“Mate, you’re literally vibrating.” James is sitting on Sirius’s other side, and he puts a hand on Sirius’s knee, stilling his bouncing leg. “It’s just Regulus.”

“Just Regulus?” Sirius hisses. “I haven’t seen him since I was seventeen, James! This isn’t just Regulus, this is huge!”

“I know,” Remus says soothingly. “But you being a nervous wreck isn’t going to make this any easier.”

Sirius sags a bit in his seat. “I want this to go well, Moony.” 

“It will. This was his idea, after all. That’s promising, isn’t it?”

“S’pose so.” Sirius straightens in his seat, brightening a little. “Think it’s a good sign that he wants to introduce me to his boyfriend, too.” 

“It was sweet of him to suggest a double date,” Remus says, casting James a significant look. James shrugs, unapologetic.

“Like I’m going to pass up a chance to see Baby Black and his boyfriend,” he says cheerfully. “What do you think? Think Reggie’s dating a Muggle?”

Sirius’s entire face lights up, and he cackles. “A Muggle! Oh, Prongs, that’d be brilliant. Might put Mother in an early grave, too.” 

The door opens then, and Regulus steps into the pub. Sirius goes completely still, eyes wide, so Remus raises a helpful hand to flag him down. Regulus catches sight of them, and hesitates for a moment before making his way over to their table. He’s followed by a tall man with long black hair and--

Snape.

It’s Snape. 

Regulus is dating Severus fucking Snape.

The waiter appears at their table at the same time Regulus and Snape do. Remus raises his hand.

“Five Firewhiskeys, please,” he says while James and Sirius openly gape at the newcomers. The waiter smiles politely.

“A round for the table, then?”

“Oh, no, those are all for me.” 

The waiter departs, and Regulus pulls out the chair across from Sirius. Snape’s eyes flick between James and Remus, and he eventually chooses the seat across from Remus. Remus gives him his biggest, most wolfish grin, and Snape quickly looks away. 

“Brother,” Regulus says. 

“Reggie,” Sirius squeaks. “What the fuck--”

Remus digs his fingers into Sirius’s thigh. “What Sirius means is, it’s great to see you.” 

“Yeah,” Sirius says, his voice only slightly strangled. “Yeah, Reggie, it’s great to see you. Thanks…thanks for suggesting this. And for bringing your, um.” 

“Fiance,” Regulus says.

“Fiance?” Sirius and James burst out, looking horrified. 

“That’s great, Regulus,” Remus says through gritted teeth, kicking Sirius under the table. “Isn’t it?”

James recovers first. “Yeah, it’s--that’s great. Love is…great.” 

Sirius draws a deep breath, visibly pulling himself together. “I’m really happy for you, Regulus. Shall we, um, decide what to order?”

The waiter returns with Remus’s Firewhiskeys, takes their food orders, and goes off again. Sirius clears his throat.

“So, um, Severus,” he says, and the name sounds like it only pains him a little to say, “what is it you do?”

“I’m the Potions Master at Hogwarts,” Snape says. Remus cringes inwardly--those poor students--and knocks back his first shot. 

“What about you, Regulus?” he asks.

“I’m--”

“Regulus doesn’t work,” Snape cut in. 

“Doesn’t work?” Sirius repeats.

“He doesn’t need to.” 

“That’s right,” Regulus says. “I’m…taking care of the household.” 

“But you wanted to be a potioneer,” James says, and he sounds pained.

Regulus stares at him. “You remember that?”

“‘Course I remember it,” James says quietly. “Thought you’d be brilliant at it. You wanted to open a shop in Diagon Alley and everything. What happened?”

“Oh, er, nothing. It’s just…not really for me.”

“That doesn’t sound like you at all.”  

The tension at the table increases tenfold. Remus takes a second shot. 

“If that makes you happy, Reggie, I support it,” Sirius says abruptly. “It…sounds great. Staying home and…looking after Severus’s…things.” 

“I’m a trophy husband, too,” Remus says with a wink. “I have no complaints.” 

Regulus gives him a tight smile. “Yes, I’m sure I’ll…get used to it.” 

“He’ll take care of the children, too,” Snape says, and Remus chokes on his third shot. 

“When the time comes,” Regulus says hastily, patting Snape’s arm. 

“I think you’ll be singing a different tune on our wedding night,” Snape purrs, and Remus grabs Sirius’s wrist before he can draw his wand. 

“Yes, when is the wedding?” he asks.

“This summer,” Snape says. “That leaves us with plenty of time to ensure that he’s with child by the time term begins.” 

“What, you’re going to knock him up and then leave him?” James asks. 

“Yes, we agreed that was best,” Regulus says.

“If it makes you happy,” Sirius says again, though this time it’s through gritted teeth.

“Indeed. There’s no need for me to be around for…the unpleasantness of pregnancy,” Snape says, waving a hand. 

“Raising children is very, um, rewarding,” Remus says quickly, while Sirius makes a noise like a wounded animal. The room’s getting a bit blurry, and he feels very light. 

“Rewarding, yeah,” Sirius says in a high-pitched voice. He clears his throat. “R-right, Jamie?”

“Yep, yeah, greatest thing I’ve ever done. I love staying home with Haz,” James says. “‘Specially now that I only have him half the time.” 

Regulus’s eyes snap to James. “You broke up with Evans?”

James blinks. “Er, yeah. Divorced about a year ago. We’ve been doing the whole co-parenting thing and it’s going really well, though.” 

Light pink dusts Regulus’s cheeks, and--oh.

Oh, that would make sense. That would make so much sense. How had he missed it?

Remus grabs his fourth shot and polishes it off. He then raises the fifth shot and says, “A toast!” 

“A toast?” Regulus, James, and Sirius echo.

“To the happy couple.” Remus pushes Sirius’s glass at him, water sloshing over the sides. “C’mon, Pads. Toast your brother and his--and his happiness.” 

Sirius lifts his glass, looking like he’s swallowed something sour. “Er--right. To Regulus and Sn-Severus. May you, um…” 

“Have a very happy life together,” James jumps in when Sirius falters. 

“Right, that. And…love one another forever?”

“And be fruitful and multiply,” Remus says cheerfully.

Now it’s Regulus’s turn to look like he’s tasted something bitter, but Snape practically leers. 

“Oh, we will,” he says, leaning in to kiss Regulus.

Bang!

Snape is thrown out of his chair and crashes into the wall behind him, cracking his head on the bricks before landing in a crumpled heap on the floor. 

“James!” Sirius exclaims in outrage.

“It wasn’t me!” James protests.

“It was me,” Regulus says with a sniff. “Honestly. The nerve of him. I told him I wanted to wait until the wedding night.” 

Remus hands his last Firewhiskey shot to Regulus, who downs it without blinking. 

“You’re not in love with Snape,” he says, and Regulus pulls a face.

“Of course I’m not.” 

“Then why did you tell me you were bringing your boyfriend to meet us!” Sirius demands. 

“Because it’s what people do, Sirius,” Regulus says. 

“What people?”

“People who are meeting their estranged brother and his husband for the first time in years!” Regulus sighs. “I can’t go on a double date with my brother if I don’t have a date.” 

“Wait, did you--did you pretend to date Snape and then get engaged to him just so you would have a reason to reach out to me?”

“Well, he didn’t think it was pretend.” Regulus sniffs again. “I’m very convincing, you know.” 

“You didn’t--”

Regulus’s lip curls. “Of course not. I told him I was a virgin and waiting for our wedding night. I should probably be insulted by how easily he bought that. Potter, what are you doing over there?”

James blinks at him. “What?”

“This is a double date, isn’t it?” Regulus gestures at the now-empty chair next to him. “I need a date.” 

“Oh!” James scrambles over to the other side of the table. “Right, of course. Hello.” 

“Hello.”

“You look amazing, you know.”

Regulus blushes. “Yes, you’ve been staring at me since I sat down. Awfully rude of you, with my fiance right there.”

James looks pained. “He’s not your fiance anymore, is he?”

“Merlin, no.”

“What,” Sirius whispers to Remus, “is happening right now?”

Remus pats his shoulder. “I think the wedding is still on.”

“Different groom, though, right?”

“Oh, yeah, definitely.”

[vellichorbindery]

Paperback I made for @imsiriuslyreading bc we both loved this fic by @synonomy and couldn’t stop gushing about it and one thing imma do is make my friends bound paperbacks of their fav fics 🙂‍↕️💖

This is such a fun a/b/o regency au where Remus Lupin makes me kick my feet and giggle out-loud.

I commissioned art for the cover from @junoflowerr on insta and she took the idea in my brain and made it 1000x better. Like, LOOK AT THEM. AND THE HORSES AND COLORS AND FLOWERS 😭😩🫠

Bound as a gift for a dear friend. Read for freee on ao3.

[littleliterarylesbian]

The King (Conan Gray) wolfstar au is suchhhhh a good idea omg

Sirius who's been going through so many girls that it's actually quite alarming, Sirius claims they go on actual dates and that it's an actual relationship each time, but they hardly last more than two months, minus Mary who had been dating Sirius for five before she broke up with him. Sirius comes back to the dorm, whining about how no one ever feels right, and that they all suck anyways. But it's always Remus who he complains to. Remus with his small smile and warm brown eyes, and the way he always pets Sirius' head when he grumbles and whines. Nothing could be better.

Remus who has always had a thing for Sirius, who was devastated when Sirius started getting around until he realized that at the end of the day, at the end of each relationship, Sirius went to him. Sirius crawled into his bed. Sirius wanted to be comforted by him. Not James, not Peter, not the next girl he had set his eyes on, but him. And that made him feel amazing, in some probably horrible way. That despite how many hearts Sirius breaks, despite how many other lips his had touched, he was always who Sirius came back to in the end.

He just wished that maybe there could be more.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 24 - Hint

@rosekillermicrofic September 24, word count 496

Previous part First Jegulus part

“They’re on their way back,” Sirius said, rousing Barty from his nap. “Oi, Crouch, go move that heap of junk, or he’s going to know something is up,” Barty stretched like a cat. His t-shirt rode up his abdomen, flashing his perfect abs. He peeked out from under his lashes and arched up even more, when he saw the appreciative looks on both Remus and Sirius’s faces. He loved being a tease. 

“I’ll be right back,” He stood up but immediately bent over to give Evan a sloppy, over-the-top kiss. He'd done heavy lifting today, he deserved to be a pest. 

His van groaned to life, and he patted the dusty dashboard. It had been through a lot with him, but he knew he’d have to part with it soon, there was no way it was going to get through its MOT and the amount of work it would need to be fixed would be astronomical, if it could even be saved. 

He moved the van around the corner, making sure he wasn’t in a permit-only area, grabbed the bag he’d hidden under the front seat and rushed back up to the flat to surprise Regulus. 

Barty went into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl. He opened the paper bag and dumped the contents into it before he artfully placed it in the middle of the coffee table, grinning like a madman at his little joke. Evan arched a brow at him but didn’t say anything.  

“Come on, James, give me a hint, why do you want to get me up here so urgently?” Regulus’s voice carried up the stairs as he let himself and James in the side door. Sirius facepalmed. 

“Oh, James,” He shook his head. Barty snorted. They should have sent Panda out with him instead of the bumbling puppy. At least she could keep her excitement contained. The key turned in the lock and the door opened.

“What the?!” Regulus started as he spotted them all crowded into his tiny living room. He walked in and stopped. “Are - are those my books?” He asked with tears in his eyes. 

“Barty and I broke into Grimmauld and got them for you,” Sirius beamed at him. Regulus threw himself into his brother's arms, squeezing him tight. His eyes fell on the coffee table and the bowl Barty had left there, filled with apples. Regulus rolled his eyes and looked up at Barty.

“Thank you,” He told them both before he dropped Sirius and went to run his fingers over the spines of his books. 

You did good, B.” Evan purred in his ear, coming up behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist. “How am I going to reward you tonight?” He whispered in Barty’s ear. 

“Oh, I can think of a few things,” He chucked. Evan nipped his earlobe. Clearly, this was punishment for his earlier antics. It would be hours before they could get away. Barty would just have to wait.  

Next part

[lilyevansgirlconfirmed]

Sirius Black for British VOGUE

[spinderella-umbrella]

@wolfstarmicrofic | Riddikulus | 500 words

Note: Mature themes; references to sex

Remus sucks his teeth- he hears the Slytherins before he sees them; tone snide, as it almost always is. They turn the corner and ahead Rosier sneers, but Crouch’s’ eyes light up with mischief when he sees them.

Crouch extends his neck showing off the collection of dark bruises to his housemate, running a painted nail along the littering of marks.

“Black’s part vampire, I’m telling you.” Crouch says, eyes not leaving Sirius.

Remus had been pretty sure that Regulus was queer but it seemed pretty rude to out him to his brother like that. Remus eyes Sirius warily, his hand inching towards his wand-just in case.

“Funny, I seem to recall it was you doing the sucking.” Sirius retorts, making a crude gesture with his fist to his mouth and his tongue in his cheek.

Did he walk in on his brother getting a blowie? Awkward.

James gasps audibly next to Sirius and backhands his arm, “No way!” He says, gaping, and Remus is officially confused.

Sirius rolls his eyes and closes his hands around James’ arm. “Let’s go.” He tugs to keep them moving.

Peter, is somehow in this instance faster on the uptake than Remus is, because as they begin moving past the Slytherins he bursts, “Pads did you hook up with Barty?” In a loud whisper.

And Remus misses a step, tripping and very embarrassingly being caught and steadied by Sirius- grey eyes looking Remus over to make sure he was okay before letting go.

“He did!” Barty calls after them. Did only seconds pass? It had felt much longer.

Remus turns back to the other boys with a frown as Barty continues- “Seems to have a thing for blondes with daddy issues!”

And then he winks. He winks at Remus- it’s undeniable- and Remus’ face flushes with heat because does he know that Remus has a giant crush on Sirius? Is he taking the piss? Rubbing it in that he’ll never have him? That Sirius would rather fuck Barty Crouch than even look at Remus romantically?

It’s his panic that stops him from catching Sirius’ arm before he casts the spell—Riddikulus of all things.

Barty’s hair turns green, sprouting out and straight up like a troll doll, his nose growing comically large, brown eyes bulging. Sirius laughs, loud and with glee, and Remus can’t help the chuckle that leaves him as Barty’s hand flies to his face, his mouth open in shock.

“Fix this!” He demands of Sirius, but they’re already backing away at a run.

“Sorry Crouch!” Sirius shouts over his shoulder as he turns and runs with the marauders, Rosier too busy laughing to be of any help.

“He’s probably not going to forgive you for that,” Remus comments as they slow to a walk.

Sirius grins. “Probably not, no. He wasn’t the blonde I was looking for, anywho.”

Remus’ brows furrow in confusion, but before he can ask, Sirius is heading into their next class and taking a seat next to James.

[oxydiane]

Blue Ink

'Padfoot, what do these words mean?' Harry asks, scratching at his arm.

'Those,' Sirius starts, picking up the child from his sitting position on the carpet and letting him get comfortable on his lap. 'Are the first words your soulmate will say to you.'

'Oh,' Harry chews on his bottom lip, staring hard at the letters. 'What does it say?'

'Mhhh, let me see,' he gently wraps his hand around Harry's tiny wrist and pulls to get him to extend his arm. 'Anyone sitting there? You might meet them at Hogwarts after all.'

Harry's eyes light up. 'Hogwarts! Hogwarts!'

'Don't get too excited, it's still a while for you.' Sirius smirks and runs a hand through Harry's hair, messing it up and earning a low whine from the child.

'Padfoot,' Harry calls again, head now resting against Sirius' chest. 'What is a soulmate?'

'What's a soulmate? Ah, good question...' Sirius strokes his chin with one hand, the other still holding Harry. 'I guess, it's like a best friend, but more.'

'A bestest friend?'

He chuckles. 'Sure. It's someone that completes you, that believes in you, that understands you not because it's an innate capability, but because they put in the work. Someone that will stay by your side against all odds, at the end.'

'Innate capa... capa...' The concentration on Harry's face as he attempts to repeat Sirius' words makes him laugh. He boops Harry's nose.

'I guess you'll understand better when you find your own soulmate.'

Harry pouts. 'Did you find your soulmate, Paddy?'

Sirius steals a glance at his own covered arm and smiles.

'Yes.'

'What were your words?'

'Ah, they were–'

Remus' voice interrupts him as he opens the door and makes his way into the room.

'I cannot fucking believe I have to share a room with your gross arse!' He yells, probably only keeping from throwing the pillow covered in dog hair at Sirius' face because he is still holding Harry.

Sirius grins. Yes, that.

A 'yeah, you must have lucked out, smidget' in blue ink stares back at him from where Remus' sleeve rides up his arm.

@wolfstarmicrofic

[mischievovstar]

jegulus spiderman au <3

ac by regglilbean on twitter!

you can read with great powers comes great responsibility on ao3!

[starboy-sirius]

wolfstar | 3.5k | misunderstandings, fake dating/relationship, slight angst, confessions (more tags on ao3) |

The urge to roll his eyes whenever Sirius would interact with Marlene was beating down on him, which was insane because Marlene was Sirius’ girlfriend, so of course they were going to talk to one another.

Remus just didn’t think he could bear it having to watch them snog, their mouths moving together like they knew each other intimately, tongues peeking out every so often to lick up against one another.

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Or,

Remus is in love with Sirius and is convinced that if he has to watch them kiss any longer then he's going to implode. It's a good thing Marlene has different plans for the evening.

[munacy]

ignorance

@wolfstarmicrofic “Guess what-mph-lads,” Peter starts conversationally, speaking around a mouthful of bacon. 

The passion that boy holds for breakfast meats borders on lunatic, but far be it from James to say anything.

“Wormy, it’s not on to speak with your mouth full, you’ll offend my delicate sensibilities,” interjects Sirius. Bless him; Sirius has no delicate sensibilities of which to speak, so James knows the intervention is on his behalf.

“Sorry!” Peter yelps, swallowing before he’s quite ready and hacking in a way that makes James even more queasy.

“Sorry, sorry. But guess what.”

“If I had to guess…” James wonders aloud. “Your clever little rodent ears have picked up another bit of gossip? I don’t know how you manage it, Petey. Terribly well-informed, you are.”

Peter looks inordinately pleased.

“Quite right you are, James. I’ve just heard that Will Diggory—you know, that Seventh Year Ravenclaw?—well, he’s just come out, and he’s gone public with Devlin Abbott!”

“HA! Wormy, I’m quite sure you owe me a Galleon for that one!” James crows.

Peter scowls. “Not a chance. You only got the first part correct, which I had already agreed with you on, if you remember. Doesn’t count, and you thought he was secretly dating—”

“Now hold on just a damned second,” Sirius frowns, interrupting what is sure to be a feisty debate. “I feel like I’m missing a few things. Come out? Come out of what? Public with what?”

Peter looks bemused, so James takes over, explaining patiently: “Come out of the closet. He and Abbott, who is also gay—” Sirius’ eyes become huge— “have gone public with their relationship. Damn it, you’re right, Wormtail, I did think it was secretly Gregor Klein.”

Sirius twitches. “Huh. I never would have guessed,” he says mildly. “Diggory seems so…”

“So what, Padfoot,” James prompts calmly.

It was an inevitable but fortunately rare byproduct of being raised in an ancient family steeped in ignorance and hatred: sometimes Sirius needed some help opening his eyes to a new perspective. There were assumptions he took for granted because he didn’t know any better, but being a generally kind and open-minded person, the work was not overly hard.

“Well, like such a man’s man. No, no, don’t get me wrong,” he rushes out, seeing the looks James and Peter are giving him. “I’m super happy for him. I say live and let live. But you have to admit that it’s a bit weird.”

“Which par’,” Peter inquires curiously, speaking while chewing his blasted bacon again.

“The part about being attracted to another man. Like, sexually.”

James and Peter go stock-still and make sudden eye contact with one another, mirroring astonished expressions. They’re absolutely trying their hardest not to burst into laughter.

How can it be? He has no idea?

“Oh, I dunno, Padfoot,” Peter says slyly, giving Sirius a side-eyed look. “You can’t think of any bloke you’d hop into bed with?”

The restraint James is using right now is nothing short of torturous.

Sirius laughs. “No, you big jessie! If you want to sleep with blokes, have at it, Wormtail, but I tell you, that’s not for me. Oi, where’s Moony? He ought to be here for this.”

Oh, but he’s almost pathetic.

James can’t resist, so he joins in too: “Hmm….what about William Diggory?”

Sirius sputters. “I mean, sure, Diggory’s fit, for a bloke, but, as implied by ‘bloke’, he’s not got a pair of tits.”

“That’s a good point, Padfoot did break up with Lola Edgecomb last year cos ‘she was too flat-chested’,” Peter informs James in a sardonic aside, making liberal use of air quotes. 

“No, no, Petey, maybe it’s just that Diggory’s not fit enough for our Pads,” James murmurs gravely.

Sirius giggles at their little show, then cries, “Cor! I wish Moony were here right now, and he’d tell you two how silly you are.”

Peter and James share a look again, but it’s lost on Sirius.

“Someone fitter, then, hmmm….” Peter taps a finger to his chin thoughtfully. “What about Professor Jero? All the girls thought he was gorgeous—do you reckon he’s hot enough to warm your bed?”

“Ha! As if! No, but keep going, though, these are funny. I bet Moony would come up with some hilarious ones.”

“Well Pete, maybe it’s not about physical beauty,” James muses theatrically.

“Oh no? The prompt was about sexual attraction, if you recall.”

“Yes, of course, and there’s no doubt that appearance plays a huge role in that, but…”

“But…?”

Sirius watches them volley back and forth, and James recognizes a growing exasperation in his expression. He’s always hated not being in on the joke. 

“But maybe it needs to be a gentleman he knows well.”

“’Knows well’? Just how well should he know them?” Peter inquires with mock wonder, blue eyes big and round. 

“Why, I think ‘extremely well’ would be ideal. In fact—” James turns to fully face Sirius— “I think he’d be most likely to fall for his best friend, no matter their gender.”

Sirius’ face goes blank with surprise, then he scowls and crosses his arms.

“Well I’m not about to bed either of you two idiots, sorry, but I have higher—MOONY!!”

And indeed, there appears Remus, tall and lanky, a gentle, eye-crinkling grin for Sirius that manifests as two dimples nestled in between the freckles scattered across his face. 

“Moony, you’ll never guess what these two wankers—”

“Pads, I’d love to hear all about it later, really, sorry, love—ah, fuck, I’ve made a portmanteau of ‘Pads’ and ‘lads’—I think—wait, no, that doesn’t—never mind that, sorry, I can’t stay, I’m just cutting through the Great Hall on my way to a Prefect meeting!”

“Moony, wait!” Sirius wails, haphazardly grabbing a piece of jammy toast and chasing after Remus’ rapidly retreating figure. “You haven’t had any breakfast, you dolt!”

Sirius catches up to him and shoves the toast in his mouth. Remus pauses to smile hugely and stupidly at him. Then he blinks suddenly and turns about with a wave. 

Peter smacks his forehead. James wonders vaguely if either of them took any notice of James and Peter sitting there throughout that whole interaction.

Sirius returns to his seat, cheeks pink and humming happily.

“Sorry lads, what were we talking about?”

Peter, slumped over in frustration, lets out a groan. “We were hypothesizing whether or not you could ever be sexually attracted to a man, and you kindly let us know that James and I are not up to snuff.”

“Ah. Too right.”

“Say…” James says wonderingly, as if this has just occurred to him. “You know Moony extremely well….Moony’s reasonably attractive, isn’t he?”

Peter sits up suddenly. “That’s right, he is! Tall. Nice curls. He’s alright.”

Sirius scoffs. “I’d say more than reasonably attractive or alright, wouldn’t you? I mean, he’s…he’s…he’s Moony…”

Sirius trails off and starts to blink rapidly, brow furrowed.

“Wow, Sirius,” James sighs unconvincingly, resisting an eye roll with all of his might. “Would you fuck Moony’s brains out, then? Suck his cock? Make him eat his breakfast every morning?”

Sirius has stopped blinking and his eyes appear to have glazed over. He’s gazing at a spot about 4 inches left of Peter’s left ear. James swears he can see on Sirius’ face the moment the realization dawns.

“Oh.”

Sirius swallows hard.

“Oh.”

Part 2: Duck  

Part 3: Anticipation 

Part 4: Thirst

[resident-gay-bitch]

*looks at you with big wet eyes* transfem sirius hcs please🥺also what do you think her fashion sense is like

*looks at you right back with even bigger wet eyes* HIIIII! Im so sorry for getting back to you so late, please forgive me, I've been very busy and didn't even notice I had this ask

⭐️ Sirius Sundays ⭐️

Here are my transfem Sirius headcannons! (I love her so much), (I hope you don't mind that I included this in my Sirius Sunday thing);

Her style:

I think it probably wouldn't stray too far from what she'd already wear pre transition; for wizards skirts and dresses aren't that far off from robes so styles of clothing wouldn't really feel too different for her.

In terms of muggle clothing style specifically she'd still wear a lot of boot cut jeans and bell bottoms, a lot of band shirts and her leather jacket, she'd probably just style them a little differently, now with things in her hair, more jewellery and makeup and stuff.

However, I do also think she would raid Lily, Mary, and Marlenes wardrobes to find things that she likes. I think once Sirius came out, the girls would have basically adopted her as their protégé, teaching her anything and everything she wants to know about girlhood.

I think she'd like Mary's wardrobe best, I always hc Mary as a very fashionable person who likes to experiment and be bold with her outfits, and Sirius would love the sparkly dresses and bold colours stuffed into her wardrobe, and she'd have the best time trying everything on and doing a little fashion show for her friends.

I think as well she would wear a lot of skirts. She'd like the way they feel, how flowy they are and how cute they look, and they help her pass better in the beginnings of her transition, and also she knows she's got amazing legs so she doesn't mind showing them off a bit (showing them off to one specific person, more like).

I think, even though she'd try to pass more with typically "feminine colours", blue would be her best colour. Pretty shades of dark iridescence and periwinkles as well, she'd have lots of dresses, skirts, and coats in various shades of blue, and they'd always make her feel most pretty and feminine. Especially some blue eyeshadow or eyeliner. James would call her new penchant for blue a betrayal and tell her to go join Ravenclaw for being such a traitor (and then secretly tell her she's pretty and looks great at the same time).

Tall girls being even taller in high heels is a weekness of mine, and if I knew Sirius in real life, she'd abuse that weakness. I think anytime theres a party or a fancy event on, she'd put a pair of high heels on. They'd make her feel so pretty and feminine, and she'd be so tall. At first she refused to wear any shoe that wasn't flat on the foot because "girls are meant to be shorter than guys, right?" but then everyone told her that was stupid and peer pressured her into a high heels, and made sure she felt amazing in them.

In public, Sirius is very amendment on passing. She's done her research and always wears the most feminine clothing in muggle areas, wears the girls uniform to school, puts on eyeliner and lipstick, pitches her voice up, etc etc, and it's very important to her that she passess. With her friends she relaxes a little, when it's just them in a private area (esp just the marauders because they've seen the most over her over the years and she knows they don't really care), but she still pitches her voice up and wears typically feminine "colours" or "clothing". However, when with James or at home with just the Potters, she doesn't try at all; she'll often use her natrual voice, doesn't ever try to tuck or wear anything really feminine unless she just feels like doing so, she'll let her stubble come in from time to time even, until annoys her, and they never make her feel bad for it. James still calls her gorgeous every day, and Effie and Flea still call her their daughter. They make her feel extremely comfortable.

I think she'd love wearing her hair in double plaits, she'd look so cute like that and she likes how feminine it is, and it would also make her feel like the little girl inside her is coming alive, because all through the first and second years of school, all the girls in their year would have worn double plaits to class. So not only would it be cool and cute, it would be a way for her to feel like she's experiencing the girlhood she missed out on when she was younger. (Maybe James learnt how to braid so he could do it for her before bed if she's tired, and in the mornings so she could do her makeup and stuff at the same time so they wouldn't be late to work / class)

I also think she'd go through a phase where she'd grow her hair as long as possible just to see how long she can get it. Her record is just past her arse and she's very proud of it.

She'd love playing around and experimenting with hairstyles as well. She'd 100% go through bad phases of strange styles and all of her friends just have to grin and bear it, because if a very high side pony is what makes her feel best this week, than they're not going to crush her soul, they know she'll grow out of it soon enough. She does have taste afterall.

She'd get so pissed off about the lack of pockets in everything when she starts shopping for muggle womens clothes, and you know the minuet she finds a dress with pockets she'd show it off to everyone. She'd get so excited and wear the dress for like a month straight, no fucks given, only pockets.

She'd practice makeup looks on the Marauders all the time. James is her most willing model, of course, he'd let her do anything she wanted, but sometimes she'd want to practice on someone with a similar complexion to her, or with a different eye or lip shape or whatever, or sometimes if James isn't around to model. She'd wrangle Remus and Pete into getting their makeup done by her, and they argue the whole time even though they secretly enjoyed it a lot.

Before she came out to Effie and Flea - maybe especially if she was still living at 12GWP at the time she figured it out - and she started experimenting with her gender to figure it out, she wanted to try womens underwear and stuff, but she didn't want to be seen / caught buying it when she was still perceived as a bloke, so she made a bunch herself. She cut her breifs into knickers shape and made makeshift braletts out of old shirts and pyjamas (she had to learn how to sew for this too), and one day Effie or Flea came along to do her washing and found all the janky looking underwear and just went to her like "right, good effort darling but I'm taking you shopping for some real undergarments that actually fits you properly an doesn't look like it went through a blender".

Hc's about her transition;

I feel like she only figured out she was trans later in life, probably after she ran away to the Potters and started to really work on becoming her best self, or possibly just figured it out right before she ran away, and that was the kind of final reason to do it because she knew she had a better chance of acceptance with them <3

I am a tall Sirius truther till the day I die, so obviously she'd be a very very tall woman and this would make Marlene very jealous, and she'd constantly tease Marlene for being so short.

You already know that James is the first person she told, and if this is all happening in the 70s/80s, he probably would have been a little confused by the concept at first and didn't understand it at all. He would have never heard of transexuality and people swapping genders, but he would have still accepted her immediately. He would have asked so many questions, not only to make sure he was doing all the right things to make sure Sirius felt comfortable, proud, and happy throughout her transition, but also because he was extremely curious. He would have done a lot of research for her. (If Sirius wants something, Sirius gets it, so if she wants to be called she and a woman now, James is going to give 110% effort).

All of her friends have had a crush on her at one point, no matter their sexuality (eg pre transition + post), and she's pretty indifferent to people having feelings or attraction towards her, doesn't really care about it at all, but she does like to brag about it with her friends. And she loves to hold it over their heads lol.

I think if she came out whilst still in Hogwarts, she would have just gaslit everyone into thinking she was never a bloke. She'd get all her friends in on it, along with McGonagall of course, and anytime someone asked why she was wearing the girls uniform everyone would just be like "she's a girl wtf are you going on about? no, she was never a bloke, do you need me to take you to the sick wing?"

I think as well, after she came out, she would have gotten a lot closer with the girls. She'd love the way that girls all talk to each other, she'd love the constant drama and gossip, and she'd love how in touch and normal they are about their own emotions. Of course, Sirius has always felt she can talk to James about everything, and she does, but she likes how she can have deeper conversations more casually with the girls and in a group setting and stuff. She'd love how they always immediately validate her feelings and give her proper good advice and can relate to her problems in their own ways. But James would get extremely jealous of this and always try to intervene on girls night - it would never work, but Sirius promised to give him the best gossip when she gets home.

Back to Sirius being drop dead gorgeous, I think after she came out all the blokes on like the quidditch team and in their year would start fancying her, hoping to get a shag or whatever, and would constantly talk to James about it (they'd especially be asking if James and Sirius are actually together now that she's a girl because they're that close, James never gives them a real answer, just tells them Sirius isn't interested), and of course James would tell her all of this. They'd think it's so funny, but it's also strange because suddenly all of Sirius casual mates and quidditch team want a shag with her and it's weird. Again she's indifferent to it, has no interested in any of their advances, but it is odd when all the blokes who used to call her "a good lad" and would crudely talk about girls in the locker room around her, are now interested in her.

I think she'd love taking photos throughout her transition to track her progress. So then on days she feels like shit she can look back through them and see how much she's grown and feel as beautiful as she is again.

Thank you for the ask, I really love receiving them! I had a lot of fun compiling this list actually, I haven't written out all my transfem Sirius hc's before. I really love her so much and she deserves some more recognition tbh. She's the best. :P

[ravenmold]

WIP GAME

Hello! I was tagged very kindly by my friends @auofgoldandfantasies @42donotpanic and @inkforhumanhands

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips

Okay so, I was originally gonna limit this to mattfoggy for obvious reasons (and also because there's enough of them as is) but then I thought.... where's the fun in that? So, behold, a list of wips - some years old, some barely more than a paragraph and a dream - from a mixed bag of fandoms taken straight from my poor laptop's AO3 file.

You get bonus points if you recognise the song lyrics 😂 if you include the song or reference in the hypothetical ask you'll send me, I'll add a lil doodle to my answer. I say this very seriously because I love when people listen to the same music as me 😂

eyes closed against the threat of death

all unquiet things

the future's out to get you

send me sweetly to my doom

Agent Matt (Moochy prompt 78)

on a toujours un truc à faire

semper in fide (always in faith or always loyal)

your gentle winding mind

Retired, Extremely Dangerous

Murphy's fourth law or something (Pom prompt 1)

Well, as I live and breathe

(SPACE PIRATES) those who stare at stars

just don't call me yours

Gravity's Pull

my domestic fix it

Brave au

Atlantis au

baby, bring me home to bed

sound the keening bell

Let's not be friends (stupid)

cuddled up with a heart condemned

Up For Air

mini ideas dumping ground

the trap I set for you

"Ta petite blonde sexy"

you couldn't lose if you tried

i like the way you

drew lotr travelfic convo + ideas

there's no way around it

HOMOPHOBIC MATT

look at me when you walk by (just enough to make me cry)

idk man ....... Pirate au

first of all, these look fake

Pretend

I hate it when that happens

doo wop au boii

Knock

Bagman's Gambit au

idk what to call this (yes that is its name)

taylor swift

To Be Your Home

Until You Break, Until You Yield

Time Loop

baby matt idea

read my mind, but say you didn't

it's always lose-lose

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

This feels weirdly personal lmao because there is .... So much of me inside these. I really love a song lyric huh??? 😅 I'm just not gonna think about it. None of them are on the internet because I don't post wips. Most of them probably never will be, but they were fun to dream about in their time. I also have a few wips/ideas not mentioned. Otherwise I'd be here all day and you'd be scrolling to high hell, and I don't want to be directly responsible for someone going to hell. I mean I'm not known for being succinct (case in point) but whatever.

Thank you for the tags, I really enjoyed going through my fics again lmao some of them surprised me. I have one (1) cherik fic in all of these, and I was actually so surprised to find it again and see that it has 2118 words 😂

Who will I tag??? Erm I'm trying to go for people who i haven't seen tagged in these yet, so if this is your second time .... Well, I'm not sorry did you see that three people tagged me??? Yeah. Suck it up 😂

@zekeyboy @foggynelsonsblog @missmoochy @amazing-spiderling and whoever feels like joining us!

[up-to-some-good]

Game Day

For @goodboylupin 's Candy Hearts Challenge. My prompt was U R #1

1977

The first quidditch match of seventh year was set to be a tense one. As always, Slytherin and Gryffindor were the first teams that would face off. It was James's last season as captain and he was determined to go out on a win. The opposing captain was Regulus Black. It was his first year as captain and he wanted to start on a high.

And then there was Sirius, who had been welcomed back to the team after a year's suspension and would be facing his brother for the first time since leaving Grimmauld Place. He had been practising with James all summer, trying to get back to where he was before he took the time off. He was looking good, possibly better than he'd ever been, but it wasn't enough for him.

Sirius had spent every night on the Quidditch pitch for weeks. Remus had followed him out, braving the cold evenings to sit on the stands and watch his boyfriend hit bludgers back and forth with startling accuracy. Remus had practically had to drag him back to the dorms the closer it got to the game.

Sirius was exhausted leading up to the game. He was overworking himself and still wasn't happy with his performance. He didn't just want to be good. He wanted to be perfect. For James. For himself. Even for Regulus, at least a little. Remus was worried. He had to do something.

He started with gentle encouragement, watching Sirius's every move at practice and telling Sirius everything he did well as they walked to the dorms together. Sirius would blush and smile at the ground bashfully. When that stopped working, when Sirius stopped taking him seriously and began talking down on himself, Remus switched tactics. He'd head down to the pitch with a thermos of herbal tea for Sirius and walk to the castle with his boyfriend in silence. When they got to the dorms, Remus would massage Sirius's sore muscles and put salve on any bruises he'd acquired that day before they lay down to sleep.

The night before the game, James had physically withheld Sirius from going to the pitch and carried him back to the dorm, insisting that he get a full night's sleep to be at his best. Remus waited until he was snoring gently before extracting himself from Sirius's grasp and sneaking back to the common room to meet Lily. He felt bad leaving Sirius alone, but he would be back soon, and it would be worth it when Sirius saw what they had been doing.

The next morning, the quidditch team was first at the breakfast table, meaning Remus, Lily and Peter were also present, if much more sleepy. Sirius pressed a kiss to Remus's head before he left for warmup, muttering something about a good luck charm that made Remus smile into his second cup of coffee.

The game started a while later, and it was tight from the beginning. The Slytherin team was ruthless, breaking a few rules and attempting to shove Gryffindor players off their brooms, but the Gryffindors were good flyers and held their own. It took a long time for a point to be scored, James finally breaking through Slytherin's defence and putting the quaffle through the middle hoop as Sirius hit a bludger at the Keeper, distracting him from blocking the point.

The crowd cheered for the two marauders and Sirius grinned, searching the crowd for his boyfriend. He finally spotted him and his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

Remus Lupin, who always brought a book to quidditch matches, who barely bothered to wear a Gryffindor scarf to the games, was decked out in Gryffindor colours, wearing Sirius's old quidditch jersey that he had charmed to fit him. Next to him was Lily Evans, also dressed up with her boyfriend's jersey. They were hiding a sign between them, a beautifully drawn lion at the bottom - likely Lily's work - with words in gold spanning the length of the sign.

POTTER AND BLACK

U R #1

Sirius was nearly hit by a bludger as he stared at the sign, snapping back to attention as Marlene flew up next to him and slapped him upside the head. He blew a kiss to Remus before refocusing on the game.

Sirius didn't miss a single hit for the rest of the game, managing to defend the chasers in perfect sync with Marlene. He eventually hit a bludger towards his brother, blocking the seeker's path and allowing Gryffindor to catch the snitch. He flew straight to Remus when the game ended, ignoring the team's celebration on the ground. Remus caught him easily and wrapped him in a tight hug.

"Brilliant," he whispered into Sirius's hair. "You're bsolutely brilliant."

[iamawolfstarsimp]

Sup bitches

im back and today I'm trying something a little different

Now I know I've written with baby/younger Harry in at least one fic before but I've never written anything with teenage harry cause I'm not a fan of golden trio era obviously lol

But I thought I'd spice it up a bit and try it cause why not (also this idea is amazing or maybe i dont have any others lmao and I don't wanna waste it)

So yeah enjoy

There was never a dull moment in the ancient house of black, always some commotion or excitement going on.

But somehow Sirius always found a way to get bored.

Maybe it was because he was always cooped up here, or maybe the anticipation of the though or idea of being needed for a mission of sorts and then the disappointment when it doesn't happen led to him being almost constantly bored or moody, Remus would take bored over moody any day.

Thankfully, Sirius almost always found Harry to help cure his boredom as Harry usually was also bored out of his mind.

Unfortunately, Sirius almost always found Harry to help cure his boredom as Harry usually was also bored out of his mind.

He swore, those two would tear the house down one day. Sirius with his clever mind full of ideas for pranks and mischief alike and Harry's lean, younger body that could easily climb up onto and crawl into things.

When Remus heard noise coming from Harry's room he headed upstairs to see what the issue was, preparing himself for whatever mess the boy had gotten into.

His surprise must have shown on his face to find Sirius sitting on Harry's hips and squeezing his sides and ribs causing said boy to laugh, eyes shut tight in his mirth.

"Harry's ticklish!" Sirius exclaimed with a grin before returning to torturing helpless Harry. Memories of the times he himself had tickled Harry when he was a baby came flooding back to Remus.

He didn't bring it up but stayed and watched from the sidelines for a bit, silently observing the similarities in Harry and James. The way Harry threw his head back and cackled when someone went for a bad spot, how he snickered if you poked him in the ribs.

Remus soon left them (much to Harry's dismay) not wanting to get too nostalgic.

This started happening more often. Sirius would sigh something along the lines of "I'm bored", smirk and then trot off (quite litterly, he would usually transform into Padfoot), moments later you'd here loud gigging.

Harry didn't mind fooling around with his godfather, he actually enjoyed it alot (as far as Remus knew). But that didn't mean that he didn't crave a little revenge from time to time.

So Remus wasn't surprised when Harry came up to him asking for help.

"Hey, Remus?" Harry asked as he entered. Remus looked up from his book to answer.

"Yes Harry?" He watched as Harry sat down on the opposite chair to talk to him.

"I need some.. assistance."

"What with? Homework?" Remus was always prepared to help with homework, it was a bad habit he'd developed from back when he was at school. Plus becoming a teacher for a short time didn't help either.

"No, not homework." Harry shifted, a little uncomfortable.

"Uhm.. if it's something else, I-I don't think I would be the best-"

"Oh! Oh no! It's nothing like that!" Harry quickly shook his head. Remus sighed in relief.

"Oh okay, good. What can I help you with then?"

"Well, I need some help to get Sirius back for constantly t-tickling me." Harry grinned sheepishly when Remus smirked and nodded in understanding. "You know him the best out of anyone in the house so I thought I'd ask you."

"You came to the right person," A million ideas came to Remus on ways to get him back, some of them things Remus had even done.

"Did Sirius ever tell you that he himself is extremely ticklish?" Harry's jaw dropped and he shook his head.

"Sirius is ticklish?!" Remus let himself grin devilishly.

"Why don't I show you." Remus left his book in his chair as Harry followed him out of the room. "Oh, grab the cloak."

"What for?" Harry asked.

"Just trust me, I know what I'm doing." Harry shrugged and ran up to his room. He returned shortly with the cloak in hand.

He wordlessly put it on and followed Remus into the sitting room where Sirius was sat. Remus felt Harry linger by the door, waiting for a signal to take the cloak off.

"Hi." Remus said, sitting down on the couch nearby to Sirius.

"Hey, Moons." Sirius sighed, letting his head fall onto the back of the chair.

"You okay?" Remus let concern seep into his voice. Sirius shrugged. "You want a hug?"

Sirius nodded and hopped up from his armchair to crawl into Remus' lap and wrap his arms around him.

"Anything on your mind you wanna talk about?" Remus knew not to push Sirius for answers but also knew that Sirius liked to know that people cared enough to ask.

"No, not really.. just feeling a little down today, I don't mean to be a burden." Sirius looked up at him with his classic puppy dog eyes that he has when he's sad. Puppy dog eyes always cause Remus' heart to melt.

Remus kissed his nose and leaned his forehead against Sirius'.

"All better?" Sirius grinned and nodded.

"Yep, the world's problems were all just solved, nothing will ever be wrong again, thanks Moony." Sirius said sarcastically.

"Alright you snarky little sod-" Remus dug into Sirius' belly with one hand the other squeezing his thigh.

"Wahait!! Hold on, n-nohoho!! Remus!" Sirius exclaimed in shock as his arms were grabbed and held above his head

"Harry!" Remus called, using his longer legs to hold onto Sirius' so he couldn't kick.

Harry immediately dropped the cloak and rushed over, sitting down on Sirius' legs.

"Did you two fuckers plan this?" Get me distracted and then jump on me?" Harry laughed and nodded.

"You'll never break me! I have a stronger will than you think I do, even when you're using tortuous methods." Sirius shouted playfully.

"Softly scribble on his lower stomach." Remus instructed.

"NO!" Sirius arched his back, flopping in every direction.

Once Harry grabbed onto Sirius' belly and started lightly tracing, scribbling and scratching Sirius became less wiggly.

"Nooohohoho! I hahate soft tihihickles!" He whined, letting his head fall back onto Remus' shoulder.

"Soft tickles work really well on his stomach area, it drives him up the wall- as you can see." Remus smirked when Sirius hid his face in Remus' neck. "But, harder tickles work well down there as well, including digging, kneeding, raspberries-"

"What's a raspberry?" Harry stopped his tickling to look perplexed. Remus gasped at Sirius and dropped one of his hands that were holding onto Sirius' arms to dig into his exposed armpit.

"You've never showed him what a raspberry is!?" Remus said in surprise. "I'm ashamed of you!"

"I'm sohohohorry, I'm sorry!" Sirius laughed, his wiggling renewed.

"Harry switch spots with me." Sirius groaned as Remus grinned at him and sat on his upper thighs while Harry held onto Sirius' arms.

"Harry do not let go of him or he will hit me, okay?" Harry grinned and nodded. "Sirius, be good."

"I'll try. No guarantees I won't smack the shit out of you." Sirius said.

"Ready, Sirius?"

"Just do it." He mumbled.

"What did you say? Sorry I couldn't hear you, are you ready?"

"Yehes."

"Are you sure?" He teased.

"Yehehess."

"Are you really sure?"

"Mohohoony, stop!"

"Stop what?"

Sirius groaned and looked away. Remus saw his opportunity. He took a deep breath and quickly hiked up Sirius' loose shirt and blew a little below Sirius' naval, a sweet spot on himself.

Sirius went into a laughing fit, immediately trying to curl in on himself. Remus continued to raspberry across his torso to keep him constantly laughing before reluctantly giving him a break.

"That is a raspberry, Harry." Remus said as he and Harry went back to their original spots. "And Sirius' favorite thing, isn't it Sirius?"

"I ha-hate you both." He replied.

"I've barely done anything! Plus, you deserve this for all the times you've tickled me." Harry said indignantly.

"You guys still suhuHUCK!!" Sirius yelped. Harry had just experimentally poked his hips.

"Oh yeah, that's a bad spot." Remus said after see where Harry's hands were.

"Shut up!" Sirius shouted.

"I don't think you wanna be saying that in your position." Remus said up close to his ear, as teasingly as possible.

Meanwhile Harry had started pinching Sirius' hips to see what would get the best reaction. All of the methods he tried got Sirius to positively cackle but squeezing gave the best results.

Remus was still whispering teases in Sirius' ear and along with the hip tickles, Sirius was in hell.

"IT'S SO BAHAHAD!" Sirius knew his face had to be bright red. "P-PLEHEASE STOP!!"

With one final small raspberry to the neck Remus stopped and nodded at Harry to do the same.

"Learned your lesson? You gonna leave Harry alone for a bit?" Remus let go of Sirius wrists, using his arms to hug Sirius instead. Sirius huffed and nodded in response.

Sirius grabbed Harry and pulled him into their little cuddle pile, wrapping him in a hug.

"I'm tired, you two tickled the energy out of me." Sirius sighed. Remus kissed the side of his head.

"You'll live." Harry answered.

"Alright, Mr. Sass king." Sirius poked Harry's belly.

"Noho!" Harry turned onto his stomach to block the pokes. "No tickles!"

"Okay, okay! No tickles. Right, Remus?" Sirius turned to look at him.

Remus nodded from the crook of Sirius' neck. "No tickles."

"Good." Harry answered, letting his head rest on Sirius' chest and his arms return the favor and wrap around Sirius.

"Did you two date at hogwarts?" Harry asked after a few minutes of silence.

"That's a long story." Remus told him.

"I have time.." Harry said.

Sirius and Remus glanced at each other before silently agreeing to tell him. Harry deserved to know.

Sirius started off with how they met on the train station with Remus adding in little bits to the story as they went. By the time they made it to Remus' fourteenth birthday Harry was dozed off.

Sirius rested his head against Harry's, letting his body relax for the first time in a while. Remus kissed Sirius' shoulder once he knew he was asleep.

"Love you Harry, love you Pads.." Was the last thing he thought before drifting off to sleep.

This turned out to be a bit lengthy but finally one of my daydreams comes to life

Hope you liked

[shootingthe-stars]

nowhere man chapter 37 is now out!!

chapter 37 or from the beginning!

[itsaash]

[podfic] Till We Have Arrived Home Again, written by prouvairing

I am giddy! I can't explain how much I love this fic. Thank you prouvairing, for writing such a beautiful story. And to the wonderful popuch_mangeusedcrayon (on instragram) who made this art, thank you ♥♥♥

Listen on a03 to hear a fix-it story, where everyone lives, and Harry comes home with quite a bit of news.

Full credit list of voices is on the ao3 post, but I'll thank tumblr friends @men-written-by-women and @shesrinnnow here too :)))