#remus raising teddy

[sommerregenjuniluft]

@wolfstarmicrofic august 21 — Ice Cream — 1.5k words — this one's for @appreciatedmoron because if bea wants wolfstar microfic bea gets wolfstar microfic<3

“Dad,” Teddy shrieks in his ear, starting to wildly trash in the fragile hold against Remus’ boney hip, “Dad, look! There’s the Ice Cream van!”

Remus sighs, internally cursing his choice of parking spot. He’s only just taken Teddy out of the car seat. 

He’d hoped to make the Gelato trip back from the beach, not the other way ‘round. But that’s the thing with kids, one mention is nearly a promise and Teddy is five which means he’s relentless on a good day and Remus more often than not doesn’t have the backbone nerve to argue.

“Blue, blue, blue, bl—” 

“Yes, yeah, Teds, goodness sake, we’re getting you,” Remus squints his eyes at what the small sign in the display says, “Blueberry Wizard.”

Teddy lets out an excited litany of giggles, trembling in Remus’ arms. He should definitely be more meticulous about his sugar intake again.

The pudgy, young woman behind the counter throws him an amused look that Remus feels himself flush at, “Um, and I’ll take a scoop of dark chocolate, please. Both in a cup.”

Remus is reaching for his wallet, looking back up only for him to experience some sort of whiplash at the flurry of pale skin and raven hair he hadn’t heard arriving.

His head pounding with the way his eyes are trying to take in everything at once. Long hair and broad shoulders under an obscenely low buttoned, thinly striped shirt. Remus counts red, yellow, blue, is pretty sure there’s a hint of white in the mix but is then distracted by the sinful display of chest. Fine dusting of dark hair and tattoos, fuck, and pecs that look like he’s either lifting weights or working with his hands and Remus is actually in serious danger of fainting right now.

What Remus, belatedly, realises—far too occupied mapping the stranger’s beauty marks on his face and the regal jut of his nose bridge—is that there’s an equally black haired but significantly more dark skinned boy crawling up the man’s length as well.

“Go on, Hazza,” the man nods his head at the array of different Gelato, voice rich and deeper than Remus had expected.

His toddler lets out a long breath, “But how do we know which ones are good?”

The way the gorgeous man’s lips twitch has Remus’ knees attempting to buckle, “Well, you could always ask for recommendations.”

The kid’s mouth forms an ‘o’, nodding importantly, and then proceeds to lean right around his adult to where Remus is standing dumbly, “Hello, which flavours are the tasty ones?”

Remus feels his mouth work uselessly, barely daring to look the other man in the face.

Thankfully, his son has no such qualms, “Hi, I’m Teddy. The blue one is my favourite.” 

The bespectacled boy follows with wary eyes as the cup gets handed over the counter and into Teddy’s little palms. 

Luckily for him, Teddy is not done yet, “And I also looove Banana,” takes a big glob on his little plastic spoon, “And strawberry, and vanilla, and—”

Remus absently puts a gentle palm against Teddy’s cheek to quiet him down, then lets him onto the ground, leaning back up to chance a glance at the stunning stranger.

Which seems to be staring back at Remus with a nearly empty expression, safe for the slightly slack jaw.

Remus scratches at the sweat-damp curls at the back of his neck uncomfortably and the man’s eyes flutter, then he blinks violently before his head shoots back to his toddler. 

“Well,” he clears his throat, licks his lips, “You do really like the banana shakes I make for you every now and then, Haz.”

The boy’s eyes glow a little, smile blooming, “A-huh.”

Grey eyes land back on Remus, fixing him in his spot, unable to move a muscle when the man moves closer towards him, “And what would you recommend, …?”

It takes a beat too long for Remus to realise he’s waiting for a name.

“Oh, Remus.”

The man flashes a glint of sharp canines through his pink lips, “Hi, Remus,” tone sickly sweet and tilting his head to look up through his lashes, “I’m Sirius.”

God have mercy, is he flirting with him?

“So, Remus,” he sets the kid, including ice cream cone, down and then props both hands on his narrow hips, nudging him with an elbow, “what do you reckon?”

“Uh, well,"Remus stutters stupidly, "I always get myself dark chocolate when it’s available,” he grimaces, confessing, “Horrible sweet tooth.”

“Yeah, it’s gotta come from somewhere, huh?” Sirius grins and nods his head down at Teddy taking a huge bite of frosty Blueberry Wizard.

Remus rubs at his flaming neck sheepishly, “Uhm, you can never go wrong with Stratiatella, I think. If you’re looking for something less hardcore.”

He has barely time to cringe at his choice of words when Sirius eyes take on a glint that, embarrassingly, has Remus cock twitching with interest in his cut off jeans shorts, “Oh, yeah, what if I’m into a bit of hardcore, though?”

Swallowing is so very hard for Remus right now. And maybe he shouldn’t have because now his mouth is awefully dry, voice hoarse when, “Well, the– the cookie flavour has some big chunks of dark chocolate chips in it.”

Sirius hums low and happy, “Sounds perfect,” and turns back to the woman behind the counter, “Another scoop of cookie in a cone, please,” throws a charming grin over his shoulder at Remus, “And I’ll be paying for our two handsome advisors as well.”

Oh. “Oh, you don’t have to, it’s—”

“Too late,” Sirius sing-songs, handing over the folded bills. And then, horrifyingly and excitingly, steps back and leans into Remus’ personal space. Takes the wallet Remus was still holding in his palm, like an idiot, it’s embarrassing, in his own hand—and Remus simply lets him!? too occupied marvelling at the clean three-day beard framing rosy lips and the flash of silver eyes through dark lashes—and leans around Remus to tuck it into his jeans’ back pocket. Murmuring into the curve of Remus’ ear, “Let a gorgeous bloke buy you an ice cream, huh, sweets?”

Remus nods dumbly, caught in his spot and then Sirius pulls back and Remus already misses the smell of expensive sunscreen, spicy cologne and shea butter conditioner that clings to his beautiful waves. 

Something tugs at the white threads of his shorts and, oh, right, his son is still there, that’s good, Remus hadn’t even— “Dad, can Harry come with us to the cove?”

Remus blinks at Teddy, entirely lost.

His son sighs irritated, apparently thinking Remus is refusing to answer due to lacking manners, so he adds, “Pleeeaaasee, please, please, please, Harry said he can already swim, his Padfoot teach- taught it to him so—” the rest of the sentence blurs into the background as Remus looks up and eventually concludes the other kid to be Harry, leaving Sirius to be Padfoot.

Which glances back at him amused, equally getting tugged at and begged, mischievous glint dancing in his eyes, raising an eyebrow in question.

Remus smiles back, “Well, it seems I couldn’t possibly do anything against this self-assigned playdate even if I tried to, Teds.”

The kids erupt into elated shrieks and Sirius and Remus shake their heads in a similar fashion as they go to pick up their beach bags and stroll after the toddlers running ahead, Teddy leading the familiar way.

“So what’s this cove, huh? Secret, special bathing spot we’re getting introduced to?” Sirius asks playfully, “Lucky us.” 

His voice is deliberately sultry, Remus knows it, and well. Fight fire with fire, right? Also, he’s simply stating the truth when he replies, “Just this secluded spot I know from when I was a teenager. Hasn’t been used in ages so I always go there to let Teddy and me run around butt-naked, away from the eyes of creeps.”

When he peeks out of the corners of his eyes, Sirius’ jaw is hanging open rather adorably again, “Please tell me you didn’t bother bringing any bathing trunks.”

Much to Sirius’ whinging, he did bring some swimming trunks. Has them even already on under the jeans, for a matter of fact.

They spread out their towels, slather the kids in sunscreen before they beg off into the pools of shallow water to build a sand castle. 

Then follows a painful 15 minutes of Sirius massaging sunscreen into his neck and back and waist and thighs and basically everywhere he can get his hands on honestly which ends with both of them being half hard and having to lay down on their front for another 15 minutes of quiet time. 

It’s a fantastic day, for both kids and adults. They end up staying longer than planned and decide getting dinner together at a small local family diner that’s been there since Remus was young.

They swap numbers before they bid goodbye, beneficial to know a bloke that knows his way around town. Better just when he’s cute, too.

Remus ends up with aching cheeks in bed that night.

Needless to say, a few weeks later when preschool starts up again, Remus takes Sirius on another beach date.

This time he fucks him into the sand, like he’s wanted to the first time around.

[tracingpatternswrites]

The Patchwork of Us

My darlings, this story is now finally complete and what started as a crazy NaNo project turned into this. I had no idea this silly little Muggle AU about Wolfstar being forced to co-parent Teddy against their wills would turn into such a massive story, but it's truly been a fun journey.

Thank you to everyone who has been following this story from the start and who have been encouraging me with kudos and comments. You are the best and I appreciate you all so much!

Title: The Patchwork of Us Pairing: Sirius/Remus Rating: E WC: 77.3k Tags: Muggle AU, Slow burn, Enemies to Lovers Warnings: Referenced child abuse, PTSD, panic attacks Summary: Remus had never wanted to be a father, and when Tonks told him she was pregnant he walked away. Sirius didn't have a child of his own, but he considered Teddy to be his son in all but blood and when Tonks fell ill, he never hesitated to open his home to them to help her with the boy. When Tonks passes away, Remus is faced with a choice: step up and be a father or stay out of Teddy’s life.

However, reappearing in Teddy's life is not easy. Sirius has trouble forgiving Remus for walking out on Teddy, and Remus thinks Sirius is a stuck-up, posh, know-it-all who believes he is better than everyone else. Now they’re supposed to co-parent a child while also navigating their own complicated feelings about the situation, and each other.

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Teaser below the cut:

Remus turned his collar up against the wind as he stepped out of the station and onto Church Road. Arriving at Richmond Station always made him a bit disoriented, there were always too many people bustling around and he had to push his way through the crowd and towards the opposite entrance to where everyone else was going.

There was a vicious wind today, a damp sort of coldness in the air and heavy grey skies as if it could start raining any moment (which it probably could, this was London in October after all). It was early, too early, and Remus shivered as he set off at a brisk pace, clutching a once-hot cup of coffee in his hand. He fiddled around against the wind a little before he managed to light a cigarette, his nerves settling slightly at the first drag.

He walked the now-familiar route towards his destination, a nervous sort of flutter in his chest. He wondered how long those nerves were going to be there for, if he would ever just get used to this. It didn’t feel like he ever would.

Too soon he turned onto the right street, unable not to pull a face at the sight of the giant houses lining the streets as he flicked away his cigarette butt. He felt misplaced in his too-thin jacket and cheap clothes. Not that anything he wore was ever dirty or torn, but in this neighbourhood he was simply wrong .

Everything about him was wrong; the fact that his boots were worn down, his coat second-hand, the scarf around his neck hand-knitted, his hair too long and not in a stylish way but more a haven’t-been-to-the-barber-in-a-while way. His limp was wrong. At least it was a good day and he had chosen to leave his cane at home, despite the walk, just because he hated how awkward people got around him when he used it.

He made his way up the driveway to the correct house, his fingers brushing over the giant door knocker in the shape of a dog, which looked more like a wolf, before he used it to knock.

It took unusually long before the door swung open, and to Remus' surprise he found himself standing face to face with none other than Sirius Black. Usually, the other man kept out of the way in the mornings, but apparently not this time.

Sirius somehow didn’t seem out of place in this posh street, even though Remus thought he should with his long hair and tattoos and his motorbike. He didn’t though, Sirius Black looked as if he was born to live on a street like this, in a house like this, and Remus figured he probably was.

“We’re running a bit late,” he grouched, barely even acknowledging Remus with a look before he turned around to make his way further into the house. “You better come in.”

Remus hovered a little awkwardly in the doorway before he did as he was told, pulling the heavy door closed behind him as he followed Sirius inside.

If Remus felt out of place on the street outside, it was nothing compared to how he felt inside Sirius’ house. It was massive, ridiculously large considering it was only two people living there. Remus knew nothing about art or decorating but he had a feeling most of the stuff on the walls, and the furniture, were expensive.

Sirius led him through the initial hallway, further along into the large kitchen at the back of the house. Even though Remus disliked almost everything else about this house, he did love the kitchen. It was light and airy, modern, and the wall facing the back garden was almost completely made out of glass with doors that easily slid open during the summer.

Remus would love to cook in here one day, all the appliances were state of the art and the surfaces shiny and spacious. It was a far cry from his own tiny kitchen in his tiny flat. Remus had picked up cooking a couple of years ago, and he frequently dreamed about moving to something bigger, somewhere he could really test his wings.

“Here,” Sirius said, shoving a mug into Remus’ hands as soon as he entered the kitchen. “You better sit down and wait.”

Remus did as he was told, ignoring the way the palms of his hands burnt as he breathed across the hot liquid. Milk but no honey, Remus noted as he took a sip from the tea. He could feel Sirius watching him from where he was leaning casually against the kitchen counter, his arms folded across his chest, and it took Remus everything not to squirm underneath his gaze.

The silence was heavy around them, and Remus felt an urge to do something about it. To speak, even though he had no idea what he was supposed to say. He swallowed thickly, distracting himself by drinking the scalding liquid too quickly, and he was grateful as Sirius pushed off the counter with a sigh.

He strode back into the hallway, and Remus could hear him as he leaned against the banister of the staircase leading upstairs.

“Edward, don’t make me come up there! Remus is here, you need to go, or you’ll be late.”

“I’m coming ,” sounded an annoyed voice from upstairs. “I can’t find my bag.”

“It’s already down here,” Sirius replied and Remus thought he heard a little strain in his voice. “I’m counting to ten.”

Sirius returned to the kitchen, his eyes snagging on Remus for a moment but he didn’t say anything, and moments later there was the thundering noise of footsteps on the stairs before Teddy appeared in the doorway. He was dressed in his school uniform, smart white shirt and dark trousers together with his blazer and tie, both dark blue with light blue stripes.

The boy’s hair was the same sandy shade as Remus’ had been at that age, his chin and nose a little pointy, eyes a dark brown. Remus never quite got used to seeing hints of himself as a boy peeking through as he looked at Teddy. He stood quickly to distract himself.

“I’m here ,” Teddy said, a sullen look on his face. “Headmistress McGonagall said she’d give me detention if I was late for assembly one more time this week.”

“You better hurry up then if you’re going to have time for your breakfast,” Sirius replied, unphased, as he handed him his bag. “Remember, I’m picking you up and then we’re going to Harry’s tonight for dinner.”

Teddy accepted the bag with a sulk, “Whatever.”

“Attitude,” Sirius warned, a sharp eyebrow raised as he held onto the bag until the boy flicked his gaze up to Sirius’ face, and Remus could see something passing between them before Teddy’s shoulders slumped.

“Sorry,” he muttered, allowing Sirius to pull him into a hug, and Remus saw his arms sneaking around Sirius’ waist.

“That’s alright,” Sirius promised him, gently nudging him to stand straight, brushing an affectionate hand through his hair. “Love you, sprog.”

“Love you too,” Teddy muttered, and Remus felt something needle in his chest, something he didn’t have the words for as the boy turned around to look at him. “We need to hurry.”

“Right,” Remus said, a little awkwardly as he set down his mostly empty mug. “Let’s go then.”

Teddy disappeared into the hallway without another word and Remus cleared his throat, glancing down at the mug.

“Thanks,” he said, then added, “for the tea.”

“Sure,” Sirius said, following Remus as he went after Teddy. “You probably should hurry; McGonagall isn’t joking when she threatens with detention and Teddy really needs to get some food into him before school.”

Remus bristled at the tone, the same tone Sirius always used when he talked to Remus about Teddy. As if Remus couldn’t figure out that an eight-year-old needed to eat breakfast in the morning. Remus wanted to tell him that, wanted to give a scathing comment about exactly how he felt about Sirius’ superior attitude, but he swallowed what was on the tip of his tongue.

“Right,” he said instead as he adjusted the scarf around his neck. “Better be off then.”

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[theresthesnitch]

Chapter 10: Scars

Next chapter for my and @aqua-myosotis's @mixed-up-writer-fest fic!

Sirius turned around and went back to the kitchen. He set the mugs of chocolate on the counter, then braced himself up with his hands planted shoulder-width apart on the white formica. He dropped his head and took several deep breaths. 

Remus loved him. 

He hadn’t told Sirius, of course, but he’d told Harry. It was progress, surely, but Sirius wasn’t foolish enough to believe that this would be easy now. With what happened tonight with Fabian, Sirius wouldn’t be surprised if he still had to fight Remus to be with him. 

But, Remus loved him, and that changed everything. 

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[brandileigh2003]

Raising Harry and/or teddy recs. I know I'm missing some so send me your faves or self rec ❤️❤️

~~~please give these authors love, fandom engagement with writers is down and it means more than you know. ~~~

-orange juice (i've been ready for you to come home for so long) by raggedypond get back together ft Chronic Illness

-my love, take care of yourself by @littleoldrachel ft mental health and chronic

-Anything that msalexwp writes that includes the trope is fantastic

Let's Play Pretend muggle fake dating real feelings

Second Generation get back together

-the sea is a good place to think of the future by peachyybabe get back together ft Chronic Illness @lavenderhaze

-Like Real People Do by thirdcrow: coffee shop, great disability rep

-An Infinte Ocean by orphan_account muggle get together

-Babysitting For Dummies by Middleofamoment (37k) au raising teddy get together (theres a sequel and 3rd to come)

-We’ll Make It Out Alive by wolfstar_addict417: muggle texting kidfic

-Blue Moon Café by @lazuli-moon raising teddy coffee shop

-Forever Is a State of Mind -orphaned account ft deaf remus

-Of Bookshelves and Baby Carriers by @poppunkpadfoot

-the mayors of simpleton by @fruityindividual older wolfstar get back together ft blind remus

-Till We Have Arrived Home Again by prouvairing divergent

-Of Quiet Hearts And Thundering Dreams by @tracingpatternswrites

-Spare! by B1ackCatChatsBack muggle get together

-I didn’t sign up for this by Moonystoastandmarsbars get back together

-Of Protein Powders and PTAs by @squintclover and TracingPatterns magical divergent

-A Wolf, A Bear, A Dungeon Master, and Boy Wonder by @ratmom819 ft chronic illness

-Puppy Magic by @demonbanisher thefifthmarauder17 magical divergent

-what a wonder (what a waste) by peachyybabe mcd magical divergent ft trans remus, mental illness and

-Aging Gracelessly by orphan_account older wolfstar texting

-So I'll Take My) Good Fortune by orphan_account muggle uni

-The Molinete & the Media Luna by punkwolfstar ft disability

-beautiful boy (darling boy) by @impishtubist and roaming_the_greenwood1: magical divergent ft trans remus

-Multiplying Parents by @heartofspells harry wants to find Sirius a bf

-ten reasons (to go to michigan) by @greyeyedmonster-18 muggle au get together

-The Things I Did by Lolo_row divergent

-Of Memories and Milk Thievery by moonymoment older wolfstar get back together @mayescapade

-Basilisks, Boggarts and Boyfriends (oh my) by OptimisticDinosaur

-Of Caffeine Addictions and Nail Polish by BlueAzalea au pining and fluff

Check out my fandom wife lucigoo she has some wonderful ones

Common Woodbrown by @imochan

that’s the art of getting by sarewolf

----Self rec: parks and playdates ft disability plus trans and asexual remus

~~Others' recs ~~

-Wherever I am/ you will always be - BrigidFaye

(anon): Under Foot, Under Moon by sometimeswelose

-An unexpected reunion- r33sesPieces

Rhythm & Blues by lez_writes13

stealing harry by @copperbadge

-Blanket Fort by @samynnad102687 : Regulus, James, and Harry build a blanket fort.

-Trick-or-Treating by Samynnad102687: The Marauders, Regulus, and Lily take Harry Trick-or-Treating.

-Unbound by you by friendlyneighborhoodtrickster, TracingPatterns

-Moonless Nights by @sliebman10 Sirius is trying to rebuild his life after the fateful Halloween of 1981. He's struggling to come to terms with Remus's betrayal and his new role as Harry's guardian.

-Family Vacation by sliebman10: Sirius is skeptical that a family resort is where he wants to spend his first summer vacation with Harry there, but he comes to see its merits when he meets Remus and his family.

-All the soul and body scars by 1point21

-To build a family - secondsister

-Forever live and die - wolfpants

--feel free to check it my main rec list

Also - the wolfstar librarian has awesome collections for raising harry

[moutainrusing]

kid fic

400 words, @wolfstarmicrofic

Across the table, eyes locked, Harry and Teddy glared at each other. Their elbows were glued to the table, hand wrapped around the other’s.

They both looked like their veins were on the verge of bursting.

“What are you doing?” Sirius asked.

Teddy growled, “Arm.”

“Wrestling,” Harry ground out.

“Are you supposed to just… stay in the same position for ten minutes?” Sirius gestured.

They both pulled back, shaking their heads.

“No, I’ll show you what’s supposed to happen,” Harry signalled for Sirius to come over.

Teddy dramatically got up, smirking as he so thoughtfully gave up his seat on the floor for Sirius.

Harry was also smirking. Sirius was getting worried.

“Alright, put your elbow here,” Harry slapped the table.

Sirius gingerly did so, hand suddenly gripped in Harry’s. “Okay,” Harry nodded. “My aim is to push your arm to the table like so,” he demonstrated.

“Ow!” Sirius yelped, arm suddenly twisted onto the table.

“Your aim,” Teddy patted his father’s shoulder, “Is to push Harry’s arm to the opposite side, like he did to you.” He clapped Sirius’s back, whispering, “Good luck. He’s actually strong, but don’t tell him I said that.”

“I heard that,” Harry grinned, and Teddy groaned. But then Harry smiled, “Don’t worry, I think you’re pretty strong too.”

Sirius looked fondly between his two sons.

Then war began.

“Three, two, one!” Teddy yelled. “Go!”

Harry was strong. Sirius’s arm immediately collapsed flat on the table.

“What?!” Sirius gaped. “How did you do that?!”

Harry and Teddy flexed their fingers. “Been training with Moony,” Harry said.

“Werewolf strength,” Teddy clarified.

Rising to his feet, Sirius stomped into the kitchen. “You’ve been teaching them strength but not me?!”

“Uh,” Remus stuttered. He shrugged, “I was just trying to control them. They kept running around and full-on tackling each other, so I told them to sit still and wrestle.”

“Why didn’t you ever use arm wrestling to control James and I?! Think of the muscles I could have right now!”

“Well… I didn’t need violence to control you. I could just kiss you,” Remus smiled reminiscently.

Sirius gasped, “You were using our love as a method of control?!” He shook his head, marching up to Remus, brandishing a finger in his face. “That’s it. I will train until I destroy you.”

Remus snorted, then pecked Sirius’s lips. Sirius blinked dazedly, completely forgetting the contents of his brain.

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Regulus: James...where's Harry?!

James: ...

Sirius: ...

Regulus: JAMES!?

Sirius *whispering:* play dumb

James: Who's James?

Sirius *whisper yelling*: not that dumb!

James: if it makes you feel any better Sirius doesn't have Teddy either...

Regulus: Why would that make me feel any better?!?!

-meanwhile, Harry and Teddy jumping on the neighbor's trampoline while they're out of town-

[sliebman10]

Marriage of Convenience

Sirius came home from work to find Remus sitting at the kitchen table dejectedly reading over a letter. He put his stuff down and came to stand behind him, reading over his shoulder.

“She wants to fight you for custody?” Sirius said, confused. Remus and Dora had shared custody of Teddy for years. 

“She and Fleur are moving. She wants to take Teddy with them,” Remus said in a choked voice.

Sirius felt anger course through him. He loved Teddy, but he never fully trusted Dora when it came to these matters. She always seemed like she wanted to keep Remus close and push him away. At least if they moved, maybe some of that tension would disappear.

“We’re not going to let that happen,” Sirius said, sitting down and taking his hand.

Remus gave a hollow laugh. “We’re not? I don’t see how. The judge isn’t going to let me take on full custody when his mother…”

Sirius gathered Remus in his arms and held him tightly. “Well…what if we made it harder for them. We have a house, a room for Teddy…”

“They always favor the mother…especially when I’m technically single so…” Remus said, curling into Sirius' chest, letting him support his weight.

Sirius thought for a moment. “What if you weren’t?”

‘Weren’t…what?”

“Single,” Sirius said, as if it was obvious. 

Remus sat up in confusion. “Sirius, I thought you didn’t -”

“I don’t want to get married to carry on the Black traditions, no. But I do want to be married to you, and to help your son become our son.”

“That’s…almost romantic.”

Sirius chuckled and let go of Remus. He shifted so he was kneeling in front of Remus. “Remus, will you marry me?”

“Of course."

Word Count: 289

@wolfstarmicrofic

[until-the-house-shakes]

Sirius and Remus raising Teddy

Sirius was the one to dye Teddy’s hair blue

Teddy is 100% non binary and they went to Remus about it first.

Teddy was born from a surrogate, and Remus is technically the bio father but they never talk about it. Both of them are equally Teddy’s dad. No matter genetics

Sirius teaches Teddy piano and French

Remus teaches Teddy Welsh and always reads with them in their library

Teddy sometimes feels a little jealous of Harry because in their mind, Loud Boisterous and Athletic Harry Potter was Sirius’s favorite. They had more in common and hung out one on one a lot. Teddy on the other hand is quiet, calm, and more of a inside activity person.

This leads to Teddy having more of a preference for Remus which obviously upsets Sirius, but he tries not to think on it too much.

Sirius tries everything he can think of to spend more time with Teddy, which leads to both of them discovering how much Teddy loves modifying the Bike and working on cars and other machines.

Because I can. Teddy is only a year younger than Harry, and has the BIGGEST crush on Ron. Sirius and Harry tease the fuck out of them for it.

[functionalbidisaster]

the scariest thing a mauraders fan can see…..

a mother with her child 😱😱😱🤯🤯

no but seriously you guys need to stop acting like harry and teddy don’t have mothers who they miss dearly and would do anything to be able to meet

also, lily and tonks would 100% be involved in raising them even if wolfstar and jegulus were a thing so PLEASE stop acting like they don’t exist and only using them to give your mlm ship a kid

so you can write fics where wolfstar raises teddy or jegulus raises harry, i don’t care, have fun, go crazy. just stop erasing lily and tonks completely because they WOULD be in their children’s life

also also, because i’m feeling extra petty here’s more mothers and their children for the drarry fans who do the same thing

😱😱 frightening i know

it’s like everyone forgets that mothers exist

(also i don’t support jkr or am really in the hp fandom, i just decided to scroll through some of the tags because i was bored) (also be thankful because i could of been a lot more petty if i wanted to be)(i also know not all fans do this but a lot do)

art credits:

tonks and teddy - rielles96 on instagram and tumblr

lily and harry - cableknit_remus on instagram and tumblr

ginny, lily luna, james sirius, and albus - beeyoungkah on instagram and tumblr

astoria and scorpius - upthehillart on instagram and tumblr

[tracingpatternswrites]

Here it is 🎉 the next chapter of mine and @squintclover‘s fic for the @mixed-up-writer-fest Of Protein Powder & PTAs. What on earth is going to happen next? You don’t know, we don’t know, it sure is a ride!

Read the latest chapter here.

Read the whole thing from the beginning here.

A little teaser below the tag:

”By Salazar, would you please stop that.”

Regulus’ voice dragged Sirius attention and he looked up at him, brows pulled together into a scowl.

“What?”

“That!” snarled Regulus as he pointedly glared at Sirius’ bouncing foot. “It’s driving me bloody nuts. Sit still or I’ll hex you.”

Sirius huffed out a breath but he did still, resisting the urge to start rapping his knuckles against the table instead. There was a restless sort of buzz surging through him, something he hadn’t managed to settle after Remus had left a few hours earlier. He had succeeded in keeping himself busy, but now everyone but Regulus had gone home and the house was disturbingly quiet.

Sirius felt like doing something reckless, anything to get rid of this energy that kept building underneath his skin. He found himself wishing he could just take Harry out somewhere, perhaps apparate them to a field somewhere to go flying or transform into Padfoot and chase sticks until he was so worn out he couldn’t think straight.

But Harry was holed up with his friends, Sirius had already settled Draco and Teddy in his room with everything they might need for the night, and Sirius just had to accept the fact that Harry was getting older. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Harry to have friends, he wasn’t that much of a dick, but he still struggled to accept that the boy was growing up (far too quickly for Sirius’ liking).

He stood abruptly, pulling down the kettle and filling it with water with a tap of his wand. His magic felt agitated and he knew it was because of the conversation he’d had with Remus earlier. No matter how he tried to steer his thoughts away they kept returning to the two of them in his study, the almost-kiss, the surge of want he’d felt when he’d looked into Remus’ hazel eyes.

He flicked his wand absently towards the stove to get a flame going, but the fire that flared up was enough to make him take a quick step backwards, knocking into the table behind him.

“Merlin’s saggy bollocks,” snapped Regulus as he stood up, extinguishing the flame with a wave of his hand, shoving Sirius roughly against the table. “Sit down before you burn the whole house down.”

“I can make tea,” Sirius protested, frustration flaring, but Regulus ignored him as he summoned two cups from a nearby cupboard.

“So are you going to tell me what happened with Lupin or are you just going to act like a headless troll all evening?”

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[soraya-snape]

You know what I hate the most? It's people saying that Harry should have named Ablus Severus, Remus. And this is not even because I love Dumbledore and Snape (or at least not mainly) but because Harry already has a son called Remus and everyone saying this usually completely forgets about him. His name is EDWARD REMUS LUPIN and just because he is “only” Harry's godson doesn't mean he doesn't love him as much as his 3 biological children. On the contrary, Harry Potter the boy whose main parental figures were the parents of his best friend, his godfather, and his teachers knows this better than anyone. He knows he already has a son named after Remus.

[ecstarry]

the gift

Remus tilted his head, but before he could ask anything, Sirius continued.  “Is there space for one more?” he whispered, almost in a plea. Remus nodded slowly and opened his arm to make space on the rocking chair for Sirius. His husband comfortably settled on his lap and Remus held his entire universe between his arms. 

A small collection of moments during Christmas Eve throughout the years as Remus and Sirius raise Teddy.

prompt submitted by @kaaaaaaarf for @marauderswithpalestineproject

[moutainrusing]

drama

313 words, @wolfstarmicrofic

“Harry’s being a drama llama,” Teddy pointed an accusing finger at said culprit.

“No, I’m not!” Harry denied. “My life is ruined. Teddy’s ruined my life!” He whined.

“Uh huh,” Remus nodded, nose buried in a book. In fact, by nodding, his nose practically bumped into the page.

Sirius snorted, then went back to pretending to be busy cleaning the kitchen. Of course he wasn’t peering out of the door at every second to laugh at his family. ‘Course not.

“I haven’t!” Teddy pouted, “Moony, I would never ruin Harry’s life! He’s my brother.”

“Brother,” Harry scoffed.

“Yeah, brother,” Teddy sneered.

“A true brother,” Harry declared. “Would never put Hedwig in the washer with pink clothes!” He brandished the owl demonstratively. “Now she’s pink!”

Teddy rolled his eyes. “It’s okay for owls to be pink.”

“But she was a snowy owl!” Harry whinged. “Snowy owls are white!”

“Snowy owl toys are any colour!”

“But she’s a realistic owl! Identical to the real thing!” Harry then wielded a finger at Teddy, “But you! Ruined! It!”

Teddy muttered, “I think you’re just racist towards pink owls.”

“I am not racist!”

“Racism is bad,” Remus helpfully inputted.

“Exactly,” Teddy agreed sagely, giving Harry a pointed look.

Harry huffed, “Fine, I accept pink snowy owls. Their feather colour doesn’t matter. It’s what’s on the inside that counts.”

“...Stuffing,” Teddy deadpanned.

Harry threw his arms up in frustration. “What do you want me to say?!”

“Just…” Teddy shrugged. “Don’t be cringey. You’re an actor, be original.”

“Would you stop calling me dramatic?!”

“When you stop being dramatic.”

Suddenly, arms flying, the two brothers proceeded to scuffle, tackling each other as they rolled over the floor.

Sirius crept past them, hands wrapping around his husband’s shoulders. “Drama llamas,” he sighed, shaking his head at their sons.

Remus side-eyed him.

Sirius gasped, clutching his chest, “What was that side-eye for?!”

[lily0evans0gf]

me when there’s not a fic that’s exactly what i imagined or an exact replica of what i want ☹️ (i could easily write it myself)

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

pt. 4 of the wolfstar raising teddy gc

teddy : i can not get water nor clean cause ziggy has decided to sleep on my leg

remus : too bad. bed time.

teddy : too bed. bad time.

remus : i

sirius : i snorted outloud actually

sirius : okay sleepy time ted

@oddbrainedtboy @remuslupininskirts

[floralembarrassment]

Next Steps? (1/1) (jegulus | raising Harry)

"Haz! Let's go we're going to be late!" James called from the door. Regulus was quickly packing some snacks for the car as James grabbed the "entertainment" bag.

"Does he really need all this?" James said to Regulus who met him in the doorway.

"Yes James he does. He's 5 years old and I'm not going to listen to him cry for 3 hours about being bored and the last time we did screens in the car he threw up."

James nodded, and kissed Regulus' cheek. "The right words are this is such a great idea and you are a wonderful parent who thinks of everything," James said trying too hard to save face.

"A bit rehearsed but the sentiment is right," Regulus teased with a smile.

"Harry let's go, or we will leave without you!" Regulus called up the stairs as he walked out the door with several of the bags.

Tiny steps were heard running down the stairs. "Nooo, Papa I want to see Teddy!"

"Alright then in the car please," James said as he followed Harry out of the house.

After they all settled in the car, Harry in his seat and James driving. Nearly as soon as they got on the highway, Regulus dozed off as usual. About an hour in, Harry whispered quietly to James after poking Regulus' head from behind.

"Dad, do you think uncle pads and uncle Moony are going to be happy to see us?"

"Of course they will be sweetheart, why do you ask?"

"Well last time uncle pads cried when he saw us" Harry said.

"Oh I see. I think uncle pads was sad because he missed us." James said.

"I wish we didn't live so far away so we could see them everyday and uncle pads wouldn't be sad anymore," Harry whispered.

"Me too son, me too. It's okay to be sad sometimes, Yeah?" James said.

"Yeah... I'm going to give him the biggest hug and and uncle Moony too!" Harry decided.

When they got there, Harry nearly jumped out of the car and ran right up the porch to where Sirius and Remus were waiting with Teddy.

Regulus held James back for a moment. "Do you need a hand?" James asked.

"Do you want to move back here?" Regulus asked quietly.

James cocked his head, then thought about it for a moment. "Sometimes yes, but Regulus I love our life." James explained.

"Well what if I wanted to move here too?" Regulus suggested.

"You never cease to surprise me love," James said as he kissed his forehead. "Let's talk about it some more later, okay?"

"I'd really like that," Regulus replied before heading up the path to his brother's home.