#real life Wolfstar

[pretty-little-crazie-girl]

Wolfstar AU where Sirius and Remus are work friends who have pined for each other for AGES, and Remus is finally single, so they both decide to try things out.

But Remus is terrified Sirius will find him too boring once he truly gets to know him, because Sirius is a free spirit/wild child with a well known history of being a womanizer/man-eater and he’s afraid of loving him and then being discarded by Sirius.

BUT Sirius would LITERALLY steal the moon for Remus, just wants to be loved, and finds everything about Remus to be absolutely incredible. Yet he’s afraid he’s too ‘much’ for Remus and is terrified of scaring him away. So the both of them keep going out but still continue to pine for each other and are anxious messes and keep trying to impress the other.

[fox-marauder]

Sirius: i have no value :( Remus: that's not what i said! Remus: i said you had no nutritional value. because i said i wanted to eat something and you said 'me' Sirius: i have no value :( Remus: NO NUTRITIONAL VALUE Sirius :(

[outromoony]

Sometimes I feel like I love Sirius so much it physically hurts me.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 22 - Roommate AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 22, word count 938

CW - Pandora jokes about Remus getting murdered and dismembered.

Moving countries was scary. Moving to the capital city seemed scarier. Remus left his childhood home in the Welsh countryside and clambered onto the bus that would take him to London. 

He’d wanted to move for years but had always been too scared. His parents had instilled in him how dangerous it would be for him not to know anyone for hundreds of miles.

One morning, while he was munching on his cornflakes, he noticed an ad in his father’s newspaper. 

‘Roommate Wanted!

All bills are paid. Just pay for your own food. 

Sexy, well-bred male looking for a friend/companion to share a house in a highly sought-after area of London.

Please use the number below to apply. Please, serious enquiries only. No, this is not a joke.

P.S. Must love Bowie, or we’re not going to get along.’

Remus quickly put his breakfast things away and, grabbing his phone, fled outside, typing the number into his phone as he went. 

He settled under his favourite tree and pressed call.

“Hello,” A husky voice answered. 

“Oi, hi. My name is Remus Lupin, and I—” He started to explain. 

“Look, mate. I don’t know what you’re selling, but calling me at this ungodly hour is unacceptable. Goodbye.”

“Wait- wait. I’m not selling anything. I’m phoning about your ad!” Remus hurriedly spoke before the man could hang up. 

“Oh, in that case. Hello, I’m Sirius.” Sirius suddenly sounded a lot more cheerful. “So why do you want to be my roommate?”

“Well, erm. I’ve always wanted to move to London, but I’ve been a bit worried about living there on my own.” He told Sirius, deciding the truth would be best. 

“Uhuh, uhuh. Anything else?” Sirius sounded a bit bored. Remus knew he was screwing this up.

“I’m clean and tidy and don’t make much noise. I have enough money saved to pay my way—” Sirius cut him off again. 

“All the bills are paid for. You only need to get yourself food.” Remus nodded even though Sirius couldn’t see him.

“Oh, right. I wasn’t sure if that bit was true. Erm, I don’t have a job yet, but I’ll start looking straight away.”

“Remus, I’m gonna stop you there. I don’t think we’re going to be a good fit. I can already tell you are the complete opposite of me. No offence, but you sound like you go to bed early and like nothing more than to sit by the fire drinking hot chocolate and reading a good book.” Sirius said honestly. He wasn’t wrong. What Sirius had just described was his usual evening routine. He had to think of something compelling to change Sirius’s mind. 

“I have every David Bowie vinyl.” He blurted out. 

“Really?” Sirius sounded excited now. 

“Yeah, yeah, and I don’t know how you feel about T. Rex, but I have all there’s as well, and Led Zeppelin and loads of others.” All he could hear was the slight buzzing from the phones as the line went silent. 

“Alright, Remus Lupin, you’ve twisted my leg. You’re the only person who’s called so far that I’ve actually managed to tolerate for more than ten seconds. So, let’s give it a go. When can you move in?” Remus sat there in shock. 

“Really? You want me?” 

“Sure, why not? The room’s all set up just need to bring some clothes and whatnot. I’ll text you the address, and you can let me know when you want to come. If you find it’s not for you, you can move out whenever you like. That sound okay?” Sirius spoke quickly, but Remus managed to make out all the words. 

“Sounds brilliant. I’ll make arrangements and then give you a date.”

“Grand. Oh, and Remus, I really hope it works out.” With that, Sirius hung up, and Remus was left reeling.

“Oh, you’re totally getting murdered.” Pandora, his best friend, snorted when he told her he was moving to London and what the ad had said. 

“No, I’m not. Sirius seems really nice.”

“Oh, sweet baby, you are so getting chopped into little bits and placed around London to look like a smiley face or something.” She’d clapped her hands together and jumped up and down on the spot. 

“Gee, thanks, Pan. Love the confidence there.” He rolled his eyes and pushed down the panic that her words could actually turn out to be very true. 

The bus was packed with holidayers, commuters and everything in between. Remus was glad of his noise-cancelling headphones and his favourite book. In a couple of hours, he’d be starting his new life. Everything he owned was in the compartment under the bus and was surprisingly little. 

London was busier than he had ever imagined, coming from a tiny village. The noise and smells were overpowering. He got the tube from Victoria next to the coach station and rode it up to Islington. 

He followed Sirius’s directions through a beautiful, tidy neighbourhood. Remus walked past a picturesque park and found the house. Number 12 Grimmauld Place loomed above him. It was far grander than he’d imagined. He walked up the front steps and used the heavy serpentine brass knocker. It thudded loudly against the wooden door. He heard scrabbling on the other side before a heavy lock clunked, and the door swung open to reveal the most beautiful man Remus had ever seen, flipping his long black hair out of his face.

“Remus?!” Sirius exclaimed joyfully. Oh boy, Remus was in trouble. He reached his hand out and shook Sirius’s before following him into the house, closing the heavy door behind him.  

[drowningmoon]

"crimson rivers jegulus this" "crimson rivers wolfstar that" I'm still stuck on crimson rivers dorlene and that fucking landmine

[eccentrichumanbeing69]

Remus would accidentally end up flirting with Sirius because he was masking by reflecting his behaviours

[nettedtangible]

I'm here to further the Sirius doesn't care about his brother's sex life agenda

[witchering10123]

ok but sirius being so confused when remus says he's gay because??? gay means happy??? was he not happy before???

[waxtrailsonmyshoulders]

My boyfriend (a straight, cis man) just told me that he watched Glass Onion yesterday after I recommended it to him, and then had the AUDACITY to ask me how I know that Benoit Blanc is gay and Hugh Grant is his live-in boyfriend?

Like???? The sky is blue, babe, just gotta open your eyes!!!

For the record, Benoit Blanc: 1. Wears those funky little suits with stripes and patterns and the little scarves. Have you ever seen straight men wear anything that fun and fruity? Or accessorize said no-fun outfits? No, you haven't. 2. Avoids Birdie, a conventionally attractive woman, heavily flirting with him, like the effing Bubonic Plague. 3. Takes long baths in the tub with cute little rubber duckies and soap. FRUITY. 4. Has NO REACTION other than a polite little cough to getting liquid shot down his throat!!!!! 5. HUGH GRANT IS IN HIS HOUSE COVERED IN FLOUR! JFC THEY'RE NOT JUST ROOMMATES!!!

[ernestnott]

Wolfstar :

Remus and Sirius’ flat is a come and go house. Almost all their friends have a key to the flat. And sometimes someone will crash on their couch without warning them.

One night, after a late date night who ended at 2am, they find the door of the flat locked and impossible to open. They knock but no one answers. So, Remus just decids they should take a hotel so they can sleep and take care of it the next day.

Sirius is outraged, she complains a lot « we’ve been kicked out of our own flat Moony ! During a date night !! It’s homophobic !! We should have just sleep on the porch so whoever decided to KICKED US out of our OWN flat feels sorry for us ! ». Remus who is very much not sleeping on the porch just shakes his head with fondness and take his girlfriend’s hand.

The next day, after a breakfast in bed to appease Sirius, they return to the flat and a hungover Peter who had forgot to take his key out of the door is the one to opening to them. « Traitor !! » screams Sirius while pointing at Peter.

Peter is feeling so guilty about it that for a month, every morning, he bakes Sirius her favourite pastries (it’s pain au raisin).

[bimoonphases]

Sirius felt Remus’s grip finally loosen on his arm and the pirate turned towards him.

“Are you alright?” he said in a low voice.

Sirius just nodded.

“I’m sorry. I knew it would be risky, but the Exchequer needed to know you’re here,” Remus went on. “As for the rest, they’ll come around to the fact that defeating your uncle is much better than hanging someone who hasn’t done anything to them. And I promise they won’t dare touch you.”

“Yes, you were pretty… graphic about that,” Sirius said.

“My nickname has to come from somewhere,” Remus smirked.

Sirius looked at him. He felt calmer now, safe. He arched an eyebrow.

“So all it takes to keep me safe is telling a crowd of rioting pirates I’m your prey?” he asked.

“This is the Republic of Pirates,” Remus lowered his voice. “Everything I win in a fight is mine to take and do as I please with.”

We Chose the Sea by BiMoonPhases

Chapter 9, Carry the News

[theresthesnitch]

Trick or treat! 🎃

Part 1

By the time they made it to the front of the line, Remus is genuinely enjoying himself with James, his girlfriend Lily, and Sirius.

Sirius, who looks like a centerfold model and keeps stealing glances at Remus. An impossible senario, he is sure, but Remus can't stop thinking that Sirius seems interested in him too.

"A'right, kids. A'right. Scootch on up closer. Don't be shy; we don't bite here," a costumed man says as he guides them onto the porch. He wears makeup that darkens his eyes and makes his skin look sallow. His hair hangs in long, stringy strands around his face like he hasn't bathed in years. "I'm the caretaker, and you're about to enter my house. But beware. Not everyone who checks in gets a chance to check out, and some of our guests are dying to meet you."

James is bouncing on his feet, Lily looks aprehensive but like she's having fun, and Remus is just excited at the prospect of being scared. Sirus looks about ready to piss his pants, and Remus can't stop smiling at it. As the caretaker talks, Sirius edges back away from him until he's almost pressed against Remus's arm.

Remus resists the urge to reach around and tap on Sirius's shoulder, but just barely. Instead, he leans in to whisper. "If you need to, you can hold my hand."

"Shut up, I dont' need to," Sirius says quickly with false bravado. He gives Remus wan smile.

They walk into the first room of the house, which is a sitting room of sorts. They pass a haggard looking maid who appears to be missing an eye, then move into the room that would almos seem normal if you don't look closely at the horrific details. It's actually really incredible continutity, if you ask Remus, but he's not so sure if Sirius would agree.

The door closes behind them and the lights go off, just as suddenly. There's the sound of lightning, and flashes of a strobe light before the framed picture in front of them slides up to reveal it's contents--two twin girls with long dark hair and white robes--in the living flesh. Or, well, in the flesh, nonetheless.

Sirius jumps and screams, bacing solidly into Remus and grabbing both of his hands. The twins continue talking disquetingly in sync, but Sirius doesn't let go of his hands. Remus doesn't pull back.

When the fireplace opens to reveal a crawlspace for them to crawl through to the next room, Sirius shifts until Remus is in front of him, but he doesn't let go of one of his hands.

"Alright there?" Remus asks as he pulls Sirus through behind him.

"I'm just fine," Sirius says proudly, then drops his voice. "Please dont' leave me."

"I wouldn't dream of it," Remus says.

Part 3

[loz-tearsofahomo]

niiiiine andd uh like. all of the marauders LMAOOO whats the dorm layout.

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

Bro. listen. I love them. OH MY GOD WOULD THEY BE INSUFFERABLE. well, i probably could, but if Remus and Sirius ever had sex WHILE I WAS IN THE ROOM AND THEY JUST USED MUFFLIATO INSTEAD OF LEAVING immediate request for dorm change. christ. They would too. Not only that, they would do it in my bed i bet (shudders). But just like day-to-day living with them wise it would probably be fun!! Having James around would actively improve my mental health hes so sweet, Remus is me I am Remus we would totally get along, Peter is funny and i think dorm wise real respectful isn't especially loud or messy, and Sirius yk i would be wary but i would get used to it, he breathes life into the dorm and i would enjoy the classic rock he plays. Also like, forcing me to be social is probably a good thing. RAHHH so yes?!? But i would have to have A Talk™ with them HAHAHA.

[del-stars]

it's me again! ch 2 of dreaming of after coming in the next couple days, here's a little excerpt for u all:

"Oh Christ, Lupin," Sirius rolled his eyes, throwing open the silverware drawer and fetching a fork.  "Thank god," Remus said, grabbing the fork and leaning across the island to dig into Sirius' container. "Sorry, mate, I'm starving." "You just ate, didn't you?" Sirius asked incredulously, to which Remus just shrugged. The man's appetite had always astounded him. Since they were kids, Remus ate about twice as much as the rest of them, always trailing behind to finish someone’s leftovers. "Are you driving back to your parents' tonight?" Remus groaned around the noodles he'd shoved in his mouth. "Traffic was bloody awful. Complete nightmare. Do you mind?" Sirius felt his heart stutter. Here they were, acting so casual and familiar with one another, like absolutely nothing had happened. How long would it last? If Remus spent the night, would he end up angry at Sirius by morning? Or could they pretend until he left again? "It's your house, Remus," Sirius said softly, "you don't need to ask." Remus struggled down a swallow. "Right. Thanks." An unbearably awkward silence grew before them. They took turns pulling bites out of the container, Sirius’ small and manageable while Remus shoved his mouth full every single time. For a long moment, the only sound was their forks scraping against the cardboard and subsequent chewing. Then, they both spoke at once. "So I'll be--" "Do we still have that bottle of wine?" "Um, what?" Sirius furrowed his brow, a bit shocked by the question.  "You know, the one we were saving for 'a nice occasion,'" Remus said, putting air quotes around the phrase. "Figure this is as good an opportunity as any." Sirius was both honored and heartbroken. Honored, because Remus was willing to share a bottle of wine with him, and heartbroken, because he was right-- they weren't really ever going to have a nice occasion again, not one they'd be celebrating together. So, yes, it was as good an opportunity as any. The bottle went embarrassingly fast. Before Sirius quite knew what was happening, they were red wine-drunk together on the couch, faces flushed, legs tangled together. And then they were kissing on the couch. And then Remus’ mouth was on his neck, his freakishly large hands bracketing his waist. And then Sirius was in the air, being carried into their bedroom as he licked into Remus’ mouth, his hands knotted in Remus’ hair. And then Remus was kneeling above him on the bed, hair mussed and lips red and eyes shot through with desire, and Sirius was a weak, weak man.

[floralembarrassment]

hi! i love your writing, and wanted to ask if you'd like to write some wolfstar with fem/genderfluid sirius? have a nice day/night!

So not only did this request come in but today I followed a car blasting the Killers "somebody told me" and because I am in so deep in this fandom all I good think was wow this is incredibly wolfstar coded. Anyway, this is what the combination inspired - enjoy! with love

The Bit (1/1) (wolfstar)

It didn't really matter where they went, they were often the best dressed couple. Remus looked sleek in formal wear, a shiny black suit with velvet lapels. His soft curls in a mop on his head, and a confidence now that drew much more attention than any of his scars.

Remus was a perfect contrast to Sirius, whose shoulder length black hair was flowing, effortlessly smooth and wavy at the same time. Sirius had a sheer black top that hung just off the edge of their shoulders, and matching not-so-see-through pants that waved with every one of her steps.

All eyes were on them as they walked into the restaurant.

"Hello, Reservation for Lupin please," Remus said. His tone sauve, but husky and low, a sound that generally made Sirius go mad. Remus knew it was working, as Sirius gripped his arm tighter.

The host nodded, ran his finger down list, and then turned to grab two menus. "Please follow me," they said.

They were led to a small candlelit table, one Remus had asked for specially, as it was the table where they had their first real date. Sirius noticed immediately, and reached their hand across to intertwine her fingers with Remus'.

The waiter came shortly after, reading them off the specials. Then the waiter turned to Sirius then Remus and back, "anything to drink for the lad... lady?"

Sirius eyes brightened, and a matching smirk appeared on Remus' face. He squeezed Remus hand before pulling away and addressing the waiter, "I'll have a cosmopolitan," they said, voice deep but sickeningly sweet.

It was Remus and Sirius' favourite joke to watch others try to figure out Sirius. Mostly because it took so long for Sirius to figure themselves out, and for her to be okay with who he was. And partly because everyone was still so daft that Sirius never got gendered the same twice.

Remus' chuckle brought the waiter back to reality, who turned away from Sirius quickly to ask, with a very politically-correct pursed lip, "and a drink for you?"

"The house red will do, thank you," Remus said and nodded, dismissing the waiter who was struggling to keep a blank expression.

Sirius used to get upset about it, and she still will when it's people who they care about or who should know better by now. But Sirius is long past worrying about what strangers think about them, and he loves how much joy Remus gets when Sirius fucks with the ignorant.

Remus took Sirius' hand back, turning it over to splay their fingers open and kiss her palm. Sirius swooned.

"Moony," Sirius whined, shamelessly.

Remus looked up and caught his gaze, "my lovely lovely boyfriend, you look absolutely beautiful princess, and I am endlessly thankful that you let me in your life."

And as Remus spoke, the pair fell more and more in love. But Sirius couldn't help but burst out laughing as the waiter shakily placed the drinks on the table after hearing the whole encounter, and then rushing away. Remus joined in the laughter as they watched their favourite waiter, a trans man, smack the current waiter with his order pad.

[padfootastic]

first he replaced James as the most important person in Sirius's life and now he's taking James whole personality MAKE IT STOPPPPP

quick who’s writing the (body?) horror fic where remus is SO obsessed with sirius, he needs to have him, and knows the one and only obstacle in his life is james potter. so he plots.

he plots, gets into their group, gets close to all of them. but that’s not all. he slowly…very slowly starts replicating all of james’ personality traits, wears them like a winter cloak but all year round. and then, like the slowly boiling a frog situation, he eventually becomes james. the final step: taking over his body. getting rid of the man himself.

until all that’s left is sirius black and james-who-was-once-remus potter. but what’s an identity if u can have the man of ur dreams, the love of ur life?