#wolfstar promots

[wolfstarkinktober2024]

WOLFSTAR KINKTOBER 2024

welcome to 2024’s wolfstar kinktober! we are so excited to share this prompt list with you all! the way this will work is it will start on october 1st. each day will have its prompt and you are welcome to make fanfic, fanart, moodboard, posts, etc, anything you want for that day. we will be reposing everyone’s work on here so make sure to tag us or #wolfstarkinktober2024.

we have created the collection on ao3 for the fics: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/WolfstarKinktober2024

we wanted to go ahead and create the prompt list to give people time to prepare. hope you all have fun!

[messrsrarchives]

BABE WAKE UP !!! MESSRSROBYN FIC JUST DROPPED !!!

one single thread of gold

post-war, obliviated remus, lie-low at lupins with a twist :3

first two chapters are out now !!

[m00neroni]

I'm currently involved in a fight against several walls on that other social media used to be called twitter because there are lots of people saying that Sirius Black wouldn't be the designated driver in the context of wolfstar and it's getting on my nerves to dangerous levels.

Please, save me.

[er9tic]

FAMOUS LAST WORDS ( AN ODE TO EATERS )

a yellowjackets based marauders AU

The Marauders, a notorious soccer legacy for Hogwarts Academy, score a victorious placement in Nationals. Something they've been working for with sweat, blood and tears. What they hadn't invested in was a tragedy that occurs midway, when their plane crashes deep into the wilderness - or what they call, The Hallow.

The surviving team members are left stranded for months on end, resorting to their darkest and primal urges for a chance at survival. Habits and routines that make them hollow inside. Nothing but protectors of their own bodies, as they gladly traded in their sanity for survival.

[literallytoogaytofunction]

"PADS!! Have you seen my drum stick?!"

- James, probably

(close-ups under cut)

[ricochetyears]

NEW WOLFSTAR + JEGULUS DIVERGENT AU

Link: archiveofourown.org/works/59777890

Title: Catching Dragonflies

Rating: (Explicit)

Genre: Divergent AU

[shootingthe-stars]

hello! chapter 17 of nowhere man is out!! this one is pretty hefty (also the longest one yet) enjoy :)

[allgreekbitch]

BSF IS A GENIUS GO READ HER WOLFSTAR W BACKGROUND JILY AND MARYLENE ABSOLUTELY GENIUS FIC (all my favourite aus in One Fic) (fame au, band au, actor au, reality tv au ALL IN ONE)

if any of the above + plus amazing writing is what you’re looking for GIVE IT A READ

BUT GIVE IT A READ ANYWAY OR ELSE😡😡😡😡

[soulfullives]

sirius pressed his lips to remus’ neck, his long nails digging into his shoulders.

“you shouldn’t be here,” he whispered against remus’ warm flesh, his breath metallic.

“i shouldn’t,” remus agreed. “but i love you. that’s why i’m here. i loved you, and i always will, as you are.”

“you know nothing about me.” sirius smiled. “you’ve known me for so little time. besides, what’s the point of a relationship between the two of us? it’s not bound to last, remus. what do you even know?”

“i know i love you.” remus’ voice was tinged with sadness. “and i’ll love you for as long as i am to live, sirius.”

“i’ll lose you.” sirius’ eyes did not meet his. his eyes carried the sadness of the world, of loss of lovers and comrades, of a life of loneliness. “that is how it happens; i’ll lose you, like i have lost everyone else until now.”

remus looked at his palm, at the two punctured wounds in his palm. a sacrifice of blood, a declaration of love of some sorts.

“don’t make this harder than it already is.”

“why are you pushing me away?” remus asked, his voice hoarse and quiet.

sirius smiled, bitter and regretful, his fangs white in the dim light of the moon. “can’t you see, love? we’re not made to be. you should make peace with it. it hurts less like that.”

it hurt already. remus wasn’t sure if he wanted to feel it. he wasn’t sure if he wanted to cling to sirius, or to the image of sirius that he had in his mind, or if he wanted to leave.

he left, with a sorrowful heart.

[resident-gay-bitch]

The gay pining can’t get anymore soul crushing than this

[inkybinkyboink]

marauders weed headcanons bc guess what baybee??? im a free man motherfucker 🙇🏻

let's get it out of the way, peter hogs the joint. im sorry.

normally this like. doesnt bug me all too much but he's too scared to even smoke it

he just holds it and it just burns away

peter you're wasting good weed!!!

james is excellent at re-lighting the joint without a lighter (or magic)

sirius gets really fucking paranoid if it's not the right strain

remus is stoner extraordinaire (i will die on this hill)

sirius is the best at sneaking food from the kitchens when they all get the munchies

their favorite place to smoke is the shrieking shack

though, i reckon they probably plan their excursions bc can you imagine smoking in the shrieking shack and then realizing you're fucking starving but the castle is like all the way back up the hill

i would die

i would crave death

remus does more weed than the other three

it helps with his chronic pain and i wouldnt be surprised if he has some sort of special prescription for it

i know it's the 70s, but im not abt to figure out the specifics

remus and sirius are each others favorite pillows when they're both high

it helps james get to sleep and stay asleep

peter cant take more than like 3 puffs or else he gets weed shakes

the others will help him stay calm and massage spots on his shoulders to help him relax

i can also see them doing this for sirius though id assume sirius wants remus to do it more than the other two

sirius having a really bad high and remus walking him through it, trying to soothe him to sleep so he can sleep it off

remus having a pain flareup and calling it quits at like 6pm, going to hide somewhere in the castle to smoke and not think about how much his hips hurt

dude. listen. stoner room of requirement.

i mean its. the room of requirement. if im a stoner who requires a comfy place to hide out with a comfy couch and good lighting, in theory that should appear.

peter gets the most munchies

james has the craziest thoughts

sirius falls asleep the quickest

remus is the least anxious

god stoner remus actually makes me feel whole as a person

i feel like remus likes being alone when he's high, more than he likes a blunt rotation

god they rlly are the dream blunt rotation

them talking shit while stoned

when remus indubitably goes to live with sirius at 12 grimmauld place they light a joint "for old times sake"

thats a lie, remus never quit, he just wanted to help sirius unwind

remus helping sirius cope with what happened with him getting falsely convicted and sent to azkaban by smoking a joint with him every night on the steps and just talking

not about prison, or what happened, even

just...talking

about anything sirius wants

it helps him re-familiarize himself with the world around him without getting too spooked.

[messrsrarchives]

maybe time running out is a gift - my contribution to the @imsiriuslyreading noah fest <3

"Do you want to discuss treatment options?”

The sharp intake of breath from Sirius is the loudest noise he’s made today, and his eyes snap over to Remus’. There’s a lot to be seen in them: overwhelming fear, the slightest hint of anger, the start of tears that haven’t quite formed yet. But most of all, there’s something gentle. A gentle acceptance laid over the top of everything else where, even though he hasn’t spoken the words himself, Remus knows what Sirius is trying to say - It’s okay. Whatever you want. Whatever you need. I’m here.

Remus shakes his head.

OR:

It's a terminally-ill Remus fic, a bucket list of travels, a box of blue-hair dye, and a letter marked 'Give to Sirius when I'm gone'.

[woundjob]

one last penis lupin, for the road?

goodbye forever penis lupin. i'll always love you

[fondwand]

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes, Mary Macdonald/Lily Evans Potter Characters: Ensemble, Marauders (Harry Potter), marauders women, James Potter, Regulus Black, Lily Evans Potter Additional Tags: Marauders Friendship (Harry Potter), POV Multiple, Literary References & Allusions, Slow Burn, long fic, Lily is my love she is not undervalued, Misunderstandings, Queer Themes, Eventual Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, This author doesn't support JKR, James Potter Has ADHD, Neurodiversity, Cognitive Dissonance, Canon-Typical Violence, Women Being Awesome, Discussions of Colonialism, Desi James Potter, Intersectionality, Past Child Abuse, Jegulus, POV Lily Evans Potter, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss, kiss in first chapter, but then they're idiots about it, Secret Relationship, Falling In Love, Remus Lupin & Lily Evans Potter Friendship, Female Friendship, Feminist Themes, secret friends to secret lovers to secret exes to secret....??, you shall see..., First Wizarding War with Voldemort (Harry Potter), The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Regulus Black Lives, realistic depiction of adhd Summary:

Happiness never comes easily, so it's prudent to become skilled at stealing it.

(A stolen kiss changes the course of history.)

1975 TO 1981 Long form Marauders Era Canon Divergence

[literallytoogaytofunction]

"I don't think that's how you use the slider-"

✨ Wolfstar as that one photo of Bowie and Ronson ✨

✧₊⁺

(close-ups and full ((half-arsed)) background under cut)

[just--vi]

Young Blood

A muggle AU Marauders era fic featuring wolfstar and jegulus.

After spending a difficult two years alone with his parents, Regulus makes the spur of the moment decision to join his brother and two of his best friends on a road trip. He isn't expecting old feelings for his brother's best friend to come back with such a vengeance, and he certainly isn't expecting James to feel the same way.

Meanwhile, Sirius and Remus navigate some difficult feelings around longing and jealousy.

Additional themes include navigating tenuous family relationships, chronic illness, mental health, and big life decisions.

Please read on AO3

Chapter 1 Snippet

“You’re awake,” his mattress sags under Sirius’ weight when he sits, pitched forward with his hands on his knees. “Alright?” Regulus nods at his hand – which Sirius shakes out and shrugs, a sharp smile spreading over his lips, all teeth and flashing eyes. “Would have taken my eye out with granny’s china if I hadn’t blocked it,” he snorts and then quiets himself – both of them shoot a look at the door. “Reg,” Sirius’ voice sounds rough, and when Regulus leans a little closer to hear him he can only just make out the swollen bags under his eyes, the red-rims that can only come from crying. Regulus chews the skin on the inside of his cheek and his hand hesitates in between them, just over Sirius’ shoulder, before dropping back into his lap.

“James is picking me up in a bit…”

“Your road trip,” Regulus says flatly, sighing and rolling his eyes toward the ceiling. “Weren’t you leaving next month?” Sirius’ shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, his grin is back – a little softer this time.

“Pushed it up, she isn’t ruining my summer…”

A long silence stretches between them, Sirius is scuffing his shoe on the hardwood, twisting a silver ring around and around his thumb. “There’s an extra seat,” he says so casually Regulus nearly misses the meaning behind it. His eyebrows draw into a furrow, and he twists a thread from his comforter around his ring finger.

“You think they’d let me?” Regulus snorts, glowering when Sirius makes a show of rolling his eyes.

“You’re nineteen Regulus fuck they can’t tell you what to do forever.”

“I’ve got to get ready for school.”

“It’s barely June, nobody studies over the summer.”

“I-“

Just then light floods his bedroom, an engine rumbles outside and then cuts off. They are locked in a stalemate for a long moment before Sirius slaps his thighs and says “suit yourself,” pushing roughly up off of the bed and crossing Regulus’ room without a goodbye.

The door clicks shut – they both know better to slam it, though part of him would like to see the fit his mother would pitch if she woke up in the wee hours of the morning to Sirius slipping right through her fingers again. He can see the crimson red of her cheeks, eyebrows creeping higher and higher up her forehead (the only expression she seems to be capable of these days), the shrill cut of her voice when she turns her fury to him instead, the slice of her nails in his shoulder, the sour heat of her breath on his cheek…

He doesn’t realize his heart is beating hard again until he has a hand pressed tight to his chest like he can reach right into his ribs and still it. “Wait-“ his door is closed, there are footsteps on the stairs (heavy ones, they belong to Sirius, uneven like he’s hauling something heavy on one of his shoulders).

“Wait,” he hisses again, one hand gripping his doorframe, standing like a deer in actual headlights in his pajamas, hair wild and eyes wide. “You’re sure there’s room? I need to...”

Sirius drops his bag at once, and nods frantically. “Yeah, come on-“ Sirius brushes past him with a wild sort of smile and throws Regulus’ closet door open, wincing when it creaks. He drags out an old hockey bag they used to haul to away games, shoving Regulus toward his dresser. He fumbles for t-shirts, his favorite sweater (“it’s the middle of summer Reg you won’t need that” Sirius mumbles, but lets him pack it anyway), two pairs of shoes, a few pairs of jeans… He shoves his laptop into his backpack with trembling fingers and turns forlornly to his bookshelf, jamming in as many paperbacks as he can fit alongside his computer charger, he packs his journal but forgoes his sketchpad and nearly forgets his toothbrush, creeping down the hallway to grab it and a black leather bag of toiletries. He dresses behind the closed door, tries to tame his curls, and spits mouthwash down the drain.