#wolfstar my heart

[pearlynia]

Hi guys! I haven't even active lately and that's because I'm not in the marauders fandom anymore, I've realized how stupid most of the ships sounds so yeah, i left. So Bye!

[chodzacaparodia]

it's hard to be a shipper

what ship is on your mind right now?

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

breaking my silence we as a fandom (collective) need to have a quick meeting. now look, we love praising fan artists and giving them lots of love which, hey they deserve it cuz they’re amazing and incredible and talented and should be revered but!! i think we need to give an equated amount of love to fanfic writers. these mfs are a) putting their time and effort into A NON PROFIT PIECE OF MEDIA entirely for their and our benefit just because they want to b) going through life threatening situations to get their chapters out c) using their talents to feed our delusions and desires d) making OUR LITTLE DUMB HEADCANONS COME TO LIFE!! THEY MAKE IT HAPPEN!! THEY MAKE IT REAL!! i will literally forever be indebted to fanfic writers bc no matter if their work gets 10000 hits 10 hits or stays in their notes app they STILL!! WROTE IT!! still took the time to carefully craft and mend their masterpiece!! made someone’s day even if it was their own!!! the fact that some of them come up with LITERALLY HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF WORDS OF FIC feels kinda undermined to me??? like mf they DID THAT AND NO ONE ASKED THEM TO? (mean that positively) LIKE THEY JUST DID? not to mention the research and genuine care that goes into some fics I’ve seen. and the fact that some try to make their fics accessible by writing it so anyone who isn’t even in the fandom understands the story?? anyway. fanfic writers all around not just mutuals (tho i love u guys) truly, you’re amazing. kindergarten teacher voice everyone say thank you fanfic writers. <3333333333

[industrations]

Loves of my life

[lupinflowrs]

i present you: baby wolfstar stuck inside potter house on a rainy day, reading together in their pajamas <3

(what do yall think they're reading? any guesses ??)

[bleeding-ambrosia]

he did in fact sleep there all night..

[danceinthunder]

The day Remus Lupin realises he’s in love with his best friend, and as a consequence is gay, he takes out any book he can find that may help explain his feelings.

He finds himself in the pages of the Iliad and the sonnet love declarations of Shakespeare.

Remus usually reads to learn but this time he’s doing it to understand, to feel and to empathise.

His identity grows from books and he yearns for experience, for love and connection - he has time to feel it all.

[mavis444ever]

Guys how do I

1) explain that I don’t like the Harry Potter franchise but love reading about his dad and his friends

2) that it’s all fanfic

3) in which at least half of them are gay

4) and experience pretty much the most devastating narrative I’ve ever known

5) that the wolfstar narrative is worse.

6) that I am a die hard believer that the so called fanon is, in fact, canon

[yesnoidkiguess]

Remus Lupin from “A heavy heart to hold” by @magswrite for @rsbigbang 2024

read on ao3

[del-stars]

sirius gets his first ever sunburn the summer he runs away to the potters because he’s never been allowed to spend this much time outside before

[evyltalks]

𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝

𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞

𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐠𝐨.

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜.

𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞,

𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒,

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭.

𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡.

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭.

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑖𝑐.

𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲,

𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦, 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑙𝑢𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛,

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐵𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟’𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠,

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤�� 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐴𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑘.

𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞.

𝐵𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡.

𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

𝑆𝑒𝑙𝑓𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?

𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫.

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑠ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠.

𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭,

𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡,

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞.

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛.

𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝

𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛,

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲.

𝐻𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙��.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑜 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞.

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑎𝑑𝑒.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥.

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙.

𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡.

𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.

𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒’𝑠.

𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦.

— Evyl

(i wanted to do more and make a whole series for this but I got too impatient and wanted to share it. i think ive never been more happy how a piece turned out :))

[interstellarlyinlove]

First time meeting the parents (January 3rd)

word count: 600

@wolfstarmicrofic

Sirius isn’t sure how to feel. 

He should probably feel happy to see Remus after not seeing him since the start of winter break, but he really doesn’t want to see Remus here of all places.

Sirius hates the house he grew up in and he hates thinking that Remus might hate it even more. Speaking of which, where is Remus, anyway? Surely he should have arrived by now–

“Will you stop fidgeting, brother?” Regulus says softly. Both brothers are standing in the corner of the crowded Grimmauld Place parlour room. Their father is entertaining some of his colleagues in the Ministry and Remus’ father was invited. Remus told Sirius in his last letter that he might accompany his father. On an unrelated note, Sirius might puke. “I’m sure your boyfriend will be here shortly.”

“Remus isn’t my boyfriend,” Sirius says automatically. Then he realizes that Regulus didn’t even say Remus’ name and tries not to flush. Sirius changes the subject. “Say, you didn’t grow up here.”

Regulus blinks. “What?”

“Say, this is the first time you enter this house. What would you think about it?”

Regulus blinks again. “You want me to– Well, it is very gothic-esque, if I say so. Very dark. The Tell-Tale Heart could be set in this very parlour room. Some of the wall art is questionable, to say the least. Horrifying, even. But I do rather like that aesthetic. Some say it suits me, so I don’t mind it all that much–”

SIrius’ heart sinks. He catches Remus’ pretty curly hair in the dimly-lit room and he’s standing next to Sirius’ mother.

This is the worst night of Sirius’ life. 

Sirius hands Regulus his drink and clears his throat. “Sure, sure. Dark, dismal, dreary, and cold. I think so too, it’s all rather cliche – see you later, Reg.”

Sirius reaches both Remus and his mother in record speed. Sirius doesn’t think he’s ever considered Remus and Walburga existing in the same universe before, so this is peculiar to say the least. 

“Remus!” He greets, then he cringes because his voice is rather loud. “Mother.”

Walburga acknowledges him. “It is terribly rude to interrupt a conversation in this manner, Sirius.”

“Happy new year, Sirius,” Remus says, smiling, and Walburga might as well have disappeared from the face of the earth. She doesn't matter, nothing else really matters, not the stupid uninviting house or the horrendous paintings on the wall or–

“Have you hit your head somewhere, Sirius?” Walburga asks, bewildered. “What are you staring at?”

Sirius blinks. His mother is looking at him inquisitively. Sirius snaps out of it. “I’m sorry, mother.”

Walburga shakes her head then turns to look at Remus. “It was nice meeting you, Mr Lupin. I apologize for my son’s rather odd behavior.  Please enjoy your night.” She then leaves. 

Sirius blinks, then turns to Remus. “Did you actually get Walburga Black to like you?”

Remus grins, and it’s blinding. “How horrified do you think she'd be if she found out about my lunar predicament?”

Sirius blinks again. “Did she just tell you to enjoy your night? Remus, did you hex my mother into becoming a pleasant individual?”

Remus laughs. “Sure.”

“Happy new year to you too, Re,” Sirius says. “Let’s go get drunk.”

Remus laughs again. “Sure. How’s your break been, Sirius?”

“Just great,” Sirius says. “Monday cannot come quickly enough.”

Remus nods. “Yeah. I’ve missed you.” 

Sirius smiles. He no longer knows why he was so nervous in the first place. He somehow forgot that this is Remus. “I’ve missed you, too, Re. Let me show you around.”

[wolfstargazer]

Mistletoe - a wolfstargazer microfic - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 250

Merry Christmas from my heart to yours

"Mistletoe," Sirius said, halting in the doorway and gesturing to the bunch suspended with red ribbon from the kitchen doorway.

No doubt this was Molly's doing, Remus suspected. It seemed unlikely to be a festive touch from Kreacher.

"I'm sure the kids will have great fun with that," Remus said, moving to walk through the door. "I can't say I'd be surprised if Ron finally plucked up the courage to tell Hermione how he feels."

A hand on his wrist stopped him from going any further.

"Moony," Sirius said, his voice teasing.

"Padfoot," Remus replied, conscious that any one of the guests who were at Grimmauld Place for Christmas may happen upon them, but finding it difficult to ignore the flirtatious smile that was toying at Sirius' mouth.

Sirius moved closer, wound his arms around Remus' shoulders, his hands insistent at the back of his neck.

"What is the point of me going to all the trouble of hanging this if you're just going to ignore it?"

His grey eyes were dancing.

And Remus couldn't resist.

"Very true," he said, his voice warm, his breath hot on Sirius' face as he pressed towards him firmly. "Now come here and let me kiss you."

[hiddenmoonbeam]

Thinking about teenage Sirius, wickedly smart with top grades, a rich heir to an old pureblood house, tall and handsome and haugty, drawing many admiring and envious looks that he appears to be above acknowledging. Popular, yet sticks to his small and close circle of friends, not really allowing anyone else close.

But even with them he's guarded about his own physical space; the old uncease is hard to shake, and it twists the want into knots. No matter how much he craves this intimicy, he struggles to accept it when it's given, and initiating it himself is even more difficult.

Padfoot makes everything simple, though. And so Sirius starts turning into him whenever he needs to be close - because asking for cuddles is so much easier for the dog than it is for the boy.

[honeyflower-bellybower]

can't believe I haven't said it over here yet cause I'm obsessed with it but Sirius with physical image issues.

No no, not like he doesn't feel as beautiful as others say he is, or like he's obsessed with how he's perceived. Not eating disorder or anything like that. No.

Blacks are inbred. They all have the same genes, they all look the same. Sirius looks in the mirror and sees his mother. His father, his entire family, and the horrors he overlaps them with. He looks in the mirror and sees someone evil, something he can never hope to run from.

And he's vain, he knows so, he cares for how he looks, not like James; he spends ten minutes fixinf his hair every morning and dresses to impress and he loves to be complimented. He knows he's beautiful, but it's so hard to both love that and hate where that beauty comes from. So hard, sometimes, to remember that it doesn't mean he also looks like them on the inside.

Remus hugs him, reflected in the mirror, and lists all the things he loves about Sirius that are only his, not on Regulus and not on their parents.

[llinstarr]

Cadence have the best oc’s. Lottie? Simeon?? Trish??? Tonya???? Tomny??????