#remus transformation

[vampbloodbunny2]

Girls Remus

🤝

,, it's that time of the month"

[xxshadowcasterxx]

Sanders Sides but their Emotions affect their Forms and stuff and so at some point they're all just falling apart and it's very clear

Roman is so scared of that "Perfect Heroic Mask" he wears cracking and revealing just how insecure he is and how weak he feels after SvS Redux, that one day he wakes up and there's cracks in his face and arms that resemble peeling paint.

Virgil is terrified of being perceived as scary and unwanted and dangerous after he admits to being a Dark Side to Thomas, and one day he realizes he has fangs because he feels like he's a Monster.

Logan feels so unseen and ignored by the others, especially after his outburst in the "Orange Incident" (and it not even working) that one day he becomes invisible and inaudible to all of the other sides.

Janus feels like Thomas and the others will never actually listen to his point of view if it's him speaking without using another person's tactics, and then he suddenly can't control when he changes form or who he looks like, but all he knows is that he change back into himself.

Patton feels so bad about trying so hard to be in the driver's seat and feels like he only gets in the way of the others and Thomas, so he suddenly begins growing in size in response.

Remus, meanwhile, is getting tired of all of his contributions getting shot down no matter the context, and so he begins to sporadically shrink because he feels undervalued.

At some point, it takes all of them reflecting on how they feel and actually communicating with each other for them to return to normal, and altogether move forward with new perspectives and a new understanding of each other.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 21 - Skele-Gro

@wolfstarmicrofic April 21, word count 546

“Oww, oww, oww!” Remus screamed as the transformation finally finished. He tried to move and wished he hadn’t. Something was very wrong with his hip. “Sirius,” he gritted out. 

“I’m here, I’m here,” Sirius was suddenly at his side, holding his hand. 

“Hip,” he spat from between his teeth. Sirius’s fingers brushed gently against his left hip and then the right. Remus screamed so harshly that his voice cut out. 

“Just, oh shit, Moony. I don’t know what to do!” Sirius’s hands flailed uselessly above Remus’s body. 

“Marlene,” he managed to gasp before the black dots that had been playing around the edge of his vision blocked everything out, and he passed out. 

He woke up in his and Sirius’s bed back at their cottage. He tried to sit up, but something was keeping him from moving at all. 

“Oh, hello,” Marlene beamed down at him as she unscrewed the cap off an odd-looking bottle. Remus squinted and groaned. He knew that bottle. “Open up,” Marlene ordered, and he dutifully obeyed. 

Skele-Gro really was awful stuff. It tasted like grass clippings mixed with what he imagined the underside of a slug tasted like, and went down like a lit cigarette. 

He coughed as the putrid mixture burned its way down into his stomach. 

“Hip?” he asked. 

“Hip,” Marlene nodded. “I had to remove your entire femur. It was shattered beyond repair.” 

“Thank you, Marlene,” he told her. 

“Don’t mention it. Seriously, don’t mention it. I was never here, and I certainly didn’t perform an operation or dose you with Skele-Gro.” Marlene was very almost a full-blown healer for St Mungo’s. Only one exam away. She most certainly wasn’t supposed to be doing what she was doing. But Marlene had always had a soft spot for Remus, and knowing about his furry little problem made her his go-to medical professional. 

Sirius came in a few minutes later and settled himself in the chair beside the bed. 

“Do not touch him,” Marlene warned. “Not even his hands. Leave him alone, or you might muck up the regrowth.” Sirius sat on his hands. Marlene narrowed her eyes at him. “Do I need to get Lily over here?” Remus flicked his eyes over to Sirius, and Sirius looked at him. In unison, they said, “Yes.” Marlene shook her head at them and went to go floo Lily. 

“How are you feeling?” Sirius asked, leaning closer to Remus. 

“Like I rolled down a fucking gorge as I was in the middle of a transformation,”

“I’m so sorry, Remus. I tried to stop you, but you were still changing, and nothing worked.” Sirius sounded so defeated. 

“It’s not your fault. Besides, Marlene is fixing me. I’ll be good as new this time tomorrow,” he said, trying to cheer Sirius up. 

“I love you,” Sirius told him, his hand coming up to rest on Remus’s. 

“Sirius Orion Black, step away from the patient!” Lily barked at him, sending him stumbling backwards. 

“Oh yeah, Lily was definitely a good choice,” Marlene huffed, her hands on her hips as she looked sternly at Sirius. 

“Sorry,” Sirius grimaced and sat on the window seat so he wasn’t tempted to touch Remus again. Remus already missed his touch. This was going to be a very hard day. 

[up-to-some-good]

Habits

A bit of a silly one today, but the idea occurred to me and made me laugh, so here's this. Written for @wolfstarmicrofic - stretch. (440 words)

It was their first day back home together in a month. Sirius had been away, looking for a horcrux with Regulus, and Remus had been staying with the Potters while he recovered from a rough full moon.

But Sirius was back now. He had gone over for dinner with the Potters after he delivered the horcrux to Dumbledore. They had stepped into the fireplace together afterwards and stepped into their living room with the first deep breath in a month.

That was an hour ago. Since then, Remus had curled up in his favourite armchair with a book and a cup of tea. Sirius had taken a shower and unpacked his backpack before transforming into Padfoot and taking a nap by his partner's feet.

It was standard routine when Sirius came back from the horcrux missions. He loved the work, it was challenging and intense and thrilling, but it was also incredibly hard on his mind, so he liked to spend some time in his dog brain afterwards to settle down again.

Remus didn't mind. He liked just having Sirius home, safe and sound. He'd sit quietly and read until Sirius was a man again, and then they'd go to bed together, and tomorrow they would talk everything out.

After a while, Padfoot woke up, standing and then leaning down to unkink his back.

"Big stretch," Remus said in a high-pitched voice, barely noticing what he was doing until it was done.

Padfiot froze and transformed back into Sirius, staring at Remus, who was just as surprised.

"I..." Remus started. "I guess I picked up the habit from Lily. She does that any time Otis stretches, or any of the cats, really, and I must've started doing it too..."

He kept babbling for a while, something about cats and dogs being alarmingly similar, until Sirius interrupted when he burst out laughing. After a moment, Remus joined him with his own giggles.

"I'm sorry, Pads," he said when they calmed down. "I'm tired, is all, and it's a habit."

"No need for apologies, love," his partner responded. "Just not used to hearing your dog-voice. Merlin knows I'd do the same to Moony if I could."

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Remus's cheek.

"Bed time, I think," he continued, pulling Remus up and kissing him gently.

Remus smiled into the kiss before Sirius pulled away and started towards their bedroom. He reached his arms up, stretching his back and hearing a few clicks after sitting for so long.

As he started to follow Sirius, he heard his partner calling from the bedroom and started to laugh again.

"Biiiiig stretch!"

[randommmthoughts]

Really really random but

When does a werewolf start transforming?

Because sometimes the full moon is up at 16:00 already, does he change then? Or only when the sun is fully down? Or is the transformation during the sunset?

[alwayshinny]

Hinny 💍 - The One With No Voldy and Where Everyone Lives

AU, where Harry happens to hear a conversation between his grandfather, Fleamont Potter, and his father, James. Fleamont, who has been looking weaker by the day, tells his son he knows his and Euphemia's time is coming to an end, and his only regret is not being able to witness Harry grow up and get married. This bothers Harry, and while on a playdate at the Burrow, he confides in Ginny, who responds as if it were the most obvious solution: "Then let's get married."

They persuade their families to arrange a gathering, and they con the Weasley brothers into decorating the backyard. Ron stands by Harry's side as his best man, while Luna is Ginny's bridesmaid. All it took was one look from Harry and Ginny to convince Sirius to turn into Padfoot to be their ring bearer/flower girl; his outfit consisted of a bowtie and a tutu (James, Remus, Gideon, and Fabian nearly fell off their chairs laughing so hard).

They made each other's wedding rings. Harry's ring was made from the metal from his grandma's old Auror badge (which Euphemia gave to her willingly) and the very first snitch he caught for the first time and gifted to her. Ginny convinced Fabian and Gideon to transform into a ring. Ginny's ring was made of her favorite green bubble gum (that was suspiciously similar to Harry's eye color) and twigs of their broomsticks as the band, which Harry convinced his dad and Sirius to smooth out and place an unbreakable charm on with an auto-replenishing charm on the bubble gum.

They both dressed themselves for the occasion, and Harry asked his mom and godmother Marlene to help him pick flowers for Ginny's bouquet. He smelled each one and was very picky persistent it had to smell like Ginny's hair. It took Harry HOURS until he was finally satisfied with the arrangement. Molly volunteered to make their wedding cake, and a few days before the wedding, Ginny told her dad in a very grown-up tone to wear a bowtie because he was walking her down the aisle on Sunday. Hinny asked Hagrid to marry them, and when it was time to kiss the bride, Harry was just about to protest/lecture Hagrid about how he should have asked Ginny for her consent instead of giving him permission "to kiss the bride" (the boy was Lily Potter's son and a true feminist at heart), when Ginny pulled Harry down and gave Harry a big kiss on the lips. The kid was frozen for a solid minute and then couldn't stop smiling as he followed his 'wife' around all day.

They made Fleamont and Euphemia's wishes come true.

Then, 16 years later, they got married again.

[honeybee-tsari]

Are you a type that don't cum too fast ? , DM me now I will really make you cum so hard till uncomfortable Cumming

[kaaaaaaarf]

Instead of a werewolf, on the full moon Remus turns into the most terrifying thing of all—his hatefuck series self.

[safeplacesnupin]

A dark transformation piece. The wolf ripping through the man. A werewolf's transformation is never easy. Remus' especially so.

I'm not overly thrilled with the gif version so I added the first and last frames. This is the first time since leaving Adobe that I miss it :( Anyone have good alternatives for making *gifs*? Because I love my painting program but it doesn't do gifs.

[cunning-and-cool]

if you don't write a wolfstar reunion and they are not calling each other beautiful, then what are you even doing?

[chimuelo2005-blog]

AU where Sirius didn't go to Azkaban, so he gets to help Remus during the full moon pt 2.

*warning: mentions of body transformation, werewolf shifting, dizziness, nausea, etc.*

The wolf paced the room, claws scraping against the floorboards, muscles twitching under the bristling fur. The beast wanted to hunt, wanted to run, but Sirius… Sirius kept him tethered, like he always did. Hours passed like this. The moon rose higher, casting its full light through the window. The wolf prowled, restless but contained, as Sirius watched, never moving from his spot, keeping a careful eye on every movement, every growl. He was used to this — used to the way Remus transformed into something monstrous, but never losing that connection between them. He was patient. Always so damn patient.

As the night dragged on and the moon began its descent, the wolf’s energy ebbed. Slowly, agonizingly, Remus’ body started to shift back. Bones cracked and shortened, fur receded, and claws shrank into fingernails once more. When it was finally over, Remus laid trembling on the floor, his chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. His skin was pale, slick with sweat, and every inch of his body throbbed with the after effects of the transformation. He felt like he’d been ripped apart and put back together wrong. Sirius moved instantly, scooping Remus up into his arms as gently as he could, holding him close, supporting his weight as Remus sagged against him, too weak to hold himself upright. His muscles screamed in protest, but he let out a long, shaky breath, the nausea and dizziness still there, but dull now in comparison to the sheer exhaustion. “Shh, I’ve got you,” Sirius murmured, one hand threading through Remus’ damp hair, the other rubbing soothing circles on his back.

“It’s alright now. You’re alright.” Remus clung to him, his fingers gripping weakly at the fabric of Sirius’ shirt, his face buried in the crook of Sirius’ neck. He felt so fragile after a transformation, like his body was made of glass that could shatter at any moment. But Sirius was always there, holding him together. “I hate this,” Remus muttered, his voice hoarse, broken. “Every time…” Sirius pressed a soft kiss to his temple, his breath warm against Remus’ skin. “I know. But you don’t have to do it alone.” Remus leaned into the touch, his body sore and shaking, but his heart steadying in Sirius’ arms. He let out a shaky sigh, feeling Sirius’ hands running soothingly down his back, the familiar warmth of his presence soothing the raw edges of his mind. “Thank you,” Remus whispered, his voice barely audible, too drained to say more. Sirius smiled against his skin, holding him just a little bit tighter. “Always, love. Always.”

[kingstarkingslay]

DOMESTIC FULL MOONS

The moon hung high in the sky, casting its ethereal light over the Forbidden Forest. The gentle rustling of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl were the only sounds that punctuated the calm of the night. Within a clearing, a small group of figures moved with a quiet, almost reverent grace. The Marauders in their animal forms- Moony, Padfoot, Prongs and Wormtail—were together, as they had been every full moon since their fifth year at Hogwarts.

The transformation had been kind to them tonight. Moony, who had undergone his painful metamorphosis, now lay on the soft grass in his wolf form, his fur a silvery grey under the moonlight. His eyes, though still wild and keen, reflected a gentleness that bespoke the bond he shared with his friends.

Sirius, his own animagus form—Padfoot, a large black dog—trotted alongside Moony, nudging him gently. Padfoot’s loyalty was evident in his every movement, his body language relaxed as he lay down beside Moony, offering comfort. His eyes met those of his partner, full of affection and an unspoken promise of protection.

James, an animagus with the form of a stag-Prongs, stood nearby. His massive, antlered form was a silent guardian, the gentleness of his movements providing a protective barrier around the clearing. Peter, the rat animagus- Wormtail, scurried around, ensuring that no danger approached.

Tonight, the moonlight painted a serene picture. The forest, usually a place of potential danger, seemed to embrace the Marauders with an unexpected tranquility. The wolf, often a creature of raw power and untamed energy, was calm and content, surrounded by friends who had always stood by him.

Padfoot nosed closer to Moony, pressing his large head against the wolf’s side. Moony responded with a soft, contented growl, his head resting lightly against Padfoot’s fur. There was no aggression, no fear—only an understanding forged over countless full moons spent together.

Prongs watched with a warm, paternal pride. Though he was often the one leading the charge in their more adventurous endeavors, tonight was a quiet testament to their friendship. He had always admired how Padfoot and Moony had grown closer over the years, their bond deepening with each passing month.

Wormtail, though small and often overlooked, had his own way of showing care. He scurried between Padfoot and Prongs, occasionally stopping to check on Moony, his little squeaks a reassurance of his presence.

The night passed in a gentle rhythm. The Marauders slept in turns, their trust in one another unspoken but absolute. When dawn began to break, the sky shifting from inky black to shades of violet and pink, Moony slowly transformed back into his human self, the pain and discomfort of the change now a distant memory.

Sirius was there immediately, pressing a kiss to Remus’s forehead. “You okay?” he asked softly, his voice a comforting murmur.

Remus smiled weakly, his eyes still filled with the remnants of his wolfish nature. “Better now. Thanks to you.”

James and Peter soon joined them, their expressions softening as they saw their friend’s recovery. “Another full moon done,” James said, a hint of pride in his voice. “And not a single scratch.”

Peter nodded, looking both relieved and proud. “We’re quite the team, aren’t we?”

As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the forest canopy, the Marauders gathered together, their bond unspoken but felt deeply. They walked back toward Hogwarts, each step a testament to their shared journey and unwavering support for one another.

For one night each month, the world was reduced to just them—four friends, each with their own form and their own way of expressing loyalty and care. And as they emerged from the forest, ready to face the day, they knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, just as they always had.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 4 - Muscle

@wolfstarmicrofic March 4, word count 200

Remus hated this bit more than another part of the transformation. Every single muscle in his body tore and reformed. Some shrunk, some elongated and some stayed almost the same. But no matter what, his body was filled with pain. 

Padfoot came over and nuzzled his nose into Remus’s cheek. Remus reached out and wrapped an arm around the giant dog, hugging it close. He was nearly back in his own body. 

Once he’d stopped screaming and his body had settled down, Padfoot moved as close to him as possible, using his soft fur and heat to keep Remus warm. 

“I love you,” he croaked in a hoarse voice as he clung to Padfoot. He hated that Sirius had to do this for him, but he was so grateful that he did. The dog didn’t respond, but he did give Remus’s cheek a quick lick. 

They lay there for a while before Remus recovered enough to move; that’s when Sirius transformed, and he apparated them home. As Remus slid into their comfy bed, he made a mental note to get Sirius something nice to say thank you for everything he did for Remus on the worst nights of his life. 

[spiritstar477]

Sirius’ First Full Moon

~ James pov ~ 708 words ~ microfic ~

This is James’ pov of Sirius’ first transformation from my fic ‘The Pain that Tears Skin and Breaks Bone (isn’t so bad after all)’. You can read that fic by clicking my series -werewolf sirius series- below.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64480756

[gaybubblehead]

James and regulus’s first fight after they get together

James: see! You dont even care!

Regulus(muttering): meow…

James who didn’t hear it: and you dont have anything to say! Awesome. Great. Good to know you care

Regulus louder: me aoww!

James(confused): what was that…?

Regulus: meow!

James: love you are in human form

Regulus: meaw mawww?

James: you cant just say meow and get away from hard conversations! Thats not how it works

Regulus starting to turn around: MEOW MEOW MEOW! Meow, meow me aoww meow!

James following him out: I know I know you dont give a fuck and this is all Sirius’s fault. But can you at least transoform? Its weird to see you like this while you are meowing

[jehcee]

James: boy friendships are the best.

Marlene: nope, it's not a good bond unless you get your periods around the same time.

Lily: You guys can get high together but NEVER get low on hormones together.

James: ... right

Regulus: what about trans rights bitches?

Remus: ...