#remus needs help

[lost-in-wond3rland]

This but it’s Remus and Sirius babysitting for Regulus and James and Remus is the professor in question and Sirius is SUPPOSED to be watching the kid but somehow keeps loosing her so has to keep coming to Remus’ office to get her and every time he comes in he looks progressively more unhinged because it’s ~makeover~ day so it it starts with nails and then makeup and hair etc and Remus just loves his husband and niece so much that yes he’s annoyed but he just sighs with all the patience in the world as it keeps happening and tries to carry on through his lectures

I CANT GET OVER THE LECTURES MY HISTORY PROFESSOR RECORDED FOR US, HIS DAUGHTER KEEPS WALKING IN ITS SO FUCKING FUNNY & ADORABLE???

[maladaptivewriting]

i just know that sirius and regulus have the worst taste in food. like they grew up eating the most absurd upscale british wizard meals, the kind of thing that would put a normal person into a coma.

james would be like “oh sirius, what’s regulus’s fav food? i’ll make it for his birthday”

and sirius would reply like “it’s super easy. it’s bird beak jello with flavorless gravy on top”

[calliopesdiary]

how each marauder would react to lingere😍😩(+ barty maybe??????)

Can I be a 🪳 anon?if so then

-🪳

hi love! yes you can be 🪳 anon! <3

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the Marauders (+ Barty) react to you wearing lingerie 💋

18+ mdni ⚠️

James Potter

i think James would be starstruck

James was well brought up by his parents, which also meant he wasn’t used to this kind of stuff

but our baby would have a field day with this

his eyes would widen, his breath with stagger, and he would forget how to speak

“b-baby… you.. you’re so pretty..”

he definetly wouldn’t let you leave his dorm for the night, and would take you out shopping for more sets that you liked

anything for his princess

and he’d love how your tits looked,

James was a certified tits lover

Sirius Black

Sirius wouldn’t be big of a lingerie guy, ever since finding a pair of his mums in the house as a child.

pure trauma

but on you? that was a different story.

he would love to see all of the marks he’d left painted on your body while in a set

the fact you were his was on display and he simply couldn’t get enough of it

Now, quite like how james was a tits guy— Sirius was an ass man.

this man loved your ass.

but only yours

much like james, he would buy you any set you wanted.

and he lived for fucking you in them

just the thought of your pretty little mind first being corrupted to buy lingerie, and then get fucked in it?

made his heart race.

and it made a lovely punishment as well.

he’d tie you up to his bedpost while he had quidditch practice if you had done something bad that day.

he’d make you wait, dressed in your pretty lingerie.

and he loved that.

Remus Lupin

Remus never understood the lingerie hype

it was never a number one priority for him

but when you called him to your dorm to show him your new set

he was hard as fuckin’ rocks

he understood the appeal but only if it was on you, he didn’t like it on anyone else.

and as the casanova of gryffindor tower, he knew that from experience

Remus would fuck you till you couldn’t walk, we’re talking all night.

but don’t worry, Remus was a firm believer in aftercare.

after he eats you out though

that’s a very important step for Remus.

once you dropped something while studying with his friends and you bent over to pick it up.

and thank goodness Sirius and James were distracted by conversation because he caught an amazing glimpse of your lace panties that he just knew came along with a set.

that’s when remus lupin realized he was a whore and a pervert.

Barty Crouch Jr.

this. man. loves. lingerie.

the utter thought of lingerie was so appealing to him.

seeing you, dressed in a revealing dark green set made his brain shut off.

Barty definitely enjoys your tits, especially the naughty cleavage poking out from the tight bra.

he loves how when he met you, you were a quiet, shy, timid little thing.

and now you were this corrupted naughty girl who only seemed to care about him.

“look at you,” he cooed. “so hungry for my cock, toy.”

oh yeah, Barty was into degrading.

but he never went to far, he didn’t want you to actually believe those things.

but it was fun to make you cry.

what he enjoyed most about lingerie was getting to rip it off your body after a long day of classes and disappointing his father.

it was his favorite hobby

[lexithwrites]

Debating on Wolfstar and Jegulus or prongsfoot and moonwater for a sugar daddy type au,,,with prongsfoot it’s 100% friends with benefits that has james being spoilt and then Remus getting help from regulus with his college stuff after they start seeing each other

[crymeacriver]

Guys I’m reading Only the Brave for the first time. I have not read true angst since crimson rivers in like January pls send help I’m losing it I need Reg to pull it together

[tardiskater]

okay but like is there a fic that is more tragic then remus' canon? because like I think it's pretty damn hard to beat growing up alone because you were bitten when you were five and are afraid of hurting anyone, going to school during the start of a war, being thrown straight into fighting with your best friends as newly graduated teenagers, losing trust in eachother and coming home more and more tired, 'three' of your best friends dying all in one day and your boyfriend being the traitor who gets sent to askaban, having to survive alone for the next twelve years and endure the moons alone for the first time as a child because your pack is dead, becoming a teacher at the same school you grew up in and having to endure the ghosts of your past while trying to make a better future, having your deads best friends son be in your class who you saw on the day they were born but haven't seen since James and Lily's death, finding out that your traitorous ex boyfriend has escaped from prison and is near the school, finding out that one of your old best friends is still alive and that your ex boyfriend was never the traitor, reuniting with your ex boyfriend and feeling sixteen again, being thrown from the only job you have ever loved because you've been exposed as a werewolf, fighting in the second war with your boyfriend only to have him die a mear two years after you finally got him back, picking up the pieces and trying to find love again, marrying the cousin of your former boyfriend, having a child with her and then dying in the final battle of a war you've been fighting your whole life and being unable to see your son growing up.

[siriusly-insane]

I desperately need wolfstar fics recs that are not tcoptp because I read it twice and it's my favorite but I can't do it with the slow burn AGAIN

[sspadfoot]

TW I’m not sure?

I don’t usually do sad endings but I had an idea so hear me out.

Sirius and Remus meet at a coffee shop. Sirius always comes at the same time, orders the same thing and talks to Remus for a couple of minutes before he leaves again. He always does the same thing when one day Remus plucks up the courage to ask for his number. Sirius gives it to him. They start talking.

But Sirius isn’t okay. The trauma from his past lingers with him and affects him daily. So when they start to get closer, Sirius tells him about his past. He tells Remus about his brother who offed himself and his best friend who had died in a car crash with his wife and son.

Remus attempts to comfort him but Sirius knows his attempts will be futile. Nothing ever takes away the pain.

Sirius doesn’t get better. He gets worse and worse. The only thing that’s keeping him from tipping over the edge is Remus, who can only do so much and who gets affected by these things mentally as well.

Sirius gets even worse and Remus knows. He can see it but Sirius won’t let him help anymore when he realises that Remus’ mental health is getting worse.

One night, everything stops. Sirius’ heart stopped. It was by choice. Remus knows that. So when he sees the love of his life’s lifeless body on the floor of his bedroom, he can’t do anything except for cry and in the end, forgive him.

He only forgives him because he knows Sirius couldn’t do it anymore. He forgives him because that’s what Sirius hoped for him to do.

In the end he forgave, but he never did fall in love again.

[poitionsprince]

I really need a Snupin coffee-shop AU fics.

Severus needs his coffee to function during the day, Remus being the new batista.

Either memorizing Severus' order easily, or screwing it up many times in the beginning (as we know that he is awful at potions).

Severus drinking it yet hating it but not saying a word, or drinking it and telling him to his face how awful that was and how to fix it (man knows his coffee) - either way he continues to come there every day, the same hour, just to be greeted by a smiling Remus.

Severus as the batista would just be him judging everyone for their taste of coffee, but making the orders to perfection.

Remus being a regular and Severus already knowing his order, Remus smiles as he says it but hears how he judges his taste - so he asks Severus what he would recommend instead.

And it goes like that for days and change of seasons - Remus taking his suggestions and getting to hear a bit more scolding and gossip over other customers since Severus had been there for a long time now.

I need this for my sanity-

[padfootastic]

if you’re writing james & sirius in a way that atleast one person doesn’t ask ‘are those two dating’ then sorry but that’s actually two random OCs with familiar names

[halfhissandwich]

For science.

[unaluv]

ok need more wolfstar band au longform songfics....70s preferred but i will take ANY

[iamgonnagetyouback]

guys i really wanna start some kinda cute autumn writing celebration thingy but i literally have NO idea how to do it 😭😭 pls send help

should i make prompts? take requests? write fanfic? make moodboards? bake a pie? someone guide me before i spiral more cause the leaves are falling but my motivation to write is not 🍁📝

[messervixen]

I would never relate to Choices Regulus what are you even talking ab-

“I feel like I’m drowning”

…

oh.

never mind then.

[pearlynia]

The only way I'll understand accounting smoothly is by reading a jegulus/wolfstar learning accounting fic 🤦‍♀️

[lupinmoonlight]

Submission

Masterlist AO3 Submission Part 2: Establishing Rules Submission Part 3: Obedience

Summary - You fantasize about submitting yourself to Professor Lupin.

Warnings - teacher/student (of age), heavy D/s undertones, implicit mention of choking, implicit mention of oral sex and gagging, mention of not having limits or a safeword (please don't do this and stay safe), implicit degradation (and self-degradation) my grammar.

Notes - Sometimes you need an outlet for your own fantasies (lol).

You had always been a defiant student, constantly questioning authority and resisting any attempts to control you. You valued your independence and freedom above all else. But something inside you vanished when you first saw him. Your dignity, perhaps? All you knew was that you were never the same after. 

He was tall. Too tall. He had sandy brown hair peppered with grey. His soft, gentle eyes were framed by laugh lines, and his smile was warm and inviting. His calm and collected demeanour was a stark contrast to your fiery nature. He looked too kind, which made you think something fierce and untamed was lurking beneath his soft exterior. Maybe this explained the chokehold this man had on you. It didn't really matter anymore. It didn't matter why or how or when. He broke you without even trying. 

You hung on his every word, completely captivated by the way he spoke, the way he moved, the way his eyes would occasionally glance in your direction. You longed to feel his touch, to be held by him, to be completely at his mercy. 

Your obsession with him was like a storm brewing within you, threatening to consume you entirely. The more you tried to suppress your feelings, the more intense and twisted they became. 

"Your grip on your wand is too tight. Relax," he had murmured in your ear, the warmth of his breath lingering on your neck.

It was then that something inside of you snapped. As he stood behind you, whispering instructions in your ear, his firm yet gentle touch on your hand as he guided your hold on your wand, you melted. He had you. You could smell him, the faint scent of old books and sandalwood. It was intoxicating. You wanted more. You needed more. You craved more. 

You wanted to lose yourself in him, to forget who you were. You didn't want to make decisions anymore. You'd let him take over. You'd let him decide what you eat, wear, do, think. You'd let him decide when you sleep. Fuck, you'd let him decide when you breathe. 

You wanted him to hurt you, to break you, to bend you to his will. You wanted his hand to be wrapped around your throat, his thumb pressed against your heartbeat. You wanted him to have you, to take you, to drown you in his scent. You wanted him to make you kneel at his feet, his fingers tightly laced in your hair. You wanted him to make you look up at him, to make you beg for even the slightest touch, to make you gag around him. You wanted your throat to be sore from him using you. You wanted him to bend you over his desk, to fuck you until you couldn't walk anymore. No limits. No safeword. Just him and your submission. 

Pathetic. That's what you were. But you didn't care anymore because you just wanted to let go, to give yourself. You wanted to be his. You wanted to have his marks on you, on your hips, on your neck, on your chest. You wanted his essence to fill you. You wanted him to own you in every way possible. But even then, it wouldn't be enough. It would never be enough.