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don't look much like a lover (doesn't mean that i won't try)
In the wake of his father’s death Sirius Black finds himself living on the North Carolina coast in the beach-themed love shack that Orion shared with his mistress. His plan for the summer is to finish writing his novel, get the house ready so that he can list it for sale, and get back to New York before the leaves can even begin to change.
Too bad his former college nemesis and fellow author Remus Lupin lives right next door, just as surly and withdrawn as he remembers him being, throwing a wrench into all of his carefully laid out plans.
[explicit]
your baby is the size of a...
“So get married,” Sirius says calmly, his scent giving absolutely nothing away as he turns towards him and stretches his arm out along the top of the sofa, arching a brow when Remus just gapes at him.
“To fucking who?” he asks, giving him a baffled look as he throws his hands up in the air. “Am I supposed to track down the man who knocked me up, whose name and appearance I don’t know, and ask if he wants a husband? Take out an advertisement in the Prophet, perhaps?”
Sirius gives him a flat look, tonguing the inside of his cheek before he looks away, eyes focusing on the wall next to the fireplace. “You could marry me.”
When Remus finds himself pregnant after a one night stand he knows that he won't be able to keep his baby, no matter how much he wants them, due to the Ministry's draconian laws against werewolves. Luckily, his best friend has a solution...
[explicit]
sharp as teeth and scars (i can't give you up)
The man, vampire, hovering above him and straddling his hips, his arms pinned beneath his knees, is beautiful.
He’s made of starlight, silver eyes burning in the dim light of the alleyway, white skin luminescent and almost glowing from within, fangs flashing as he licks his lips.
Their eyes meet, and the entire universe shifts on its axis, everything around them fading away into nothingness. His lungs feel frozen, those silver eyes staring into his very soul, and he’s never felt so terribly seen. He finally manages to gasp in a shallow breath, lungs filling with the scent of vampire, and instead of the usual panic and rage that accompanies it all he feels is a sense of peace.
He supposes that dying here, at the hands of the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen, isn’t the worst way to go.
[explicit]
Mean Wizards
“Who are the marauders?”
“They’re teen royalty,” Evan says, glancing over at the field, and Remus follows his gaze to a trio of boys making their way out onto the field, wind artfully tousling their hair like they’re currently shooting a shampoo commercial. “If Hogsmeade was The Daily Prophet, they would always be on the cover.”
“That one there, that’s James Potter,” Barty says, pointing at the dark skinned boy with messy hair and gold rimmed glasses, his gym uniform appearing to be several sizes too small. “He is one of the dumbest guys you will ever meet. Evan sat next to him in English last year.”
“He asked me how to spell orange.”
“And that little one, that’s Peter Pettigrew,” Barty continues, pointing out the smaller blonde boy, a muggle cell phone pressed against his ear, so focused on his call that he doesn’t even notice the dodgeball before it bounces off the side of his head. “Peter Pettigrew knows everyone’s business. He knows everything about everyone.”
“And evil takes human form in Sirius Black,” Barty says darkly, an unpleasant expression crossing his face.
-a marauders mean girls au
[mature]
all along there was some invisible string (tying me to you)
Remus never expected to fall in love with Sirius, the man his boyfriend cheated on him with.
Sirius, whose boyfriend cheated on him with Remus, also never expected to fall in love with him, but thinks it’s hilarious in retrospect.
-a series of moments from remus and sirius’ lives, set during and after the events of when i was an old cardigan under someone’s bed (you put me on and said i was your favorite)
[explicit]
Bad Moon Rising
It takes the Order nearly three months after the end of the war to remember he exists. Remus Lupin has given his life to the cause, and when he’s finally recalled from the field he discovers that everyone he loves is dead or gone. How is he supposed to continue when everything he lived for has been taken away?
-a raising Harry, wolfstar centric fic set after the events of the first wizarding war
[explicit]
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being too warm during the day: well, this sucks, but this temperature makes sense because the sun is up, and the sun is making me warm. i am unhappy but logically i can deal with it for now.
being too warm at night: what if i kill everybody.
It happens all at once. One moment the tires are skidding without traction and Regulus is resigning himself to a watery death on some unmarked back road, and the next the car is heaving back onto the cement with a groan and a great thump, both of them bouncing in their seats.
And then it’s silent. Sirius’s hands still on the wheel, the only sound is their ragged breathing. Regulus, who has sunk low in his seat, slowly sits up to scan through each of the windows, but the man is gone.
“Did you ju –”
Sirius hushes him sharply, and before Regulus can tell him not to, pulls the car forward several feet. It thuds sickly again, and again they sit in stilted silence, before Sirius yanks open the door and climbs out of the car.
“Is he d –”
“No!” Sirius exclaims, but the man on the ground certainly looks dead, splayed out on the pavement with a wet track over his chest.
Sirius is pacing back and forth and back and forth and back and forth up and down the length of the car and all Regulus can do is stare down at the man on the ground
“Come on,” Sirius says suddenly, reappearing at Regulus’ elbow. In the next breath he’s popping the boot and crouching down low, hands under one of his armpits and nodding for Regulus to do the same.
I noticed I've been a bit obsessed with this trope so I figured I'd just gather all the exes to lovers fics I've written (5 in total!) in one place for anyone also obsessed
Babysitting and Blanket Forts [T | 4.6k | one shot]
No Voldemort AU, Fluff
One small miscommunication, one slightly bigger problem, one huge opportunity to fix things.
When Lily asks Remus to babysit Harry, he obviously agrees. Neither knew James had asked Sirius the same. An unexpected reunion might lead to good things, if they can find it in them to give each other—and themselves—another chance.
the road is rocky [E | 5.6k | one shot]
Muggle AU, background Jegulus
At the wedding of his best friend and brother, Sirius Black has given himself two very important tasks: be the greatest best man anyone could ever wish for, and stay away from his ex, Remus Lupin.
One seems to be easier than the other.
Remus and Sirius broke up years ago. It was a loud, uncivil, downright hateful breakup and ruined their friendship forever. Or so Remus had thought.
Sometimes “Do you still love me?” is a “Can you come pick me up?” text after seven years of not talking. And “I do” is driving several hours to do it.
Or, Remus and Sirius have to spend a long time in a car together and Remus lies to himself the entire time
Still [E | 22.8k | 6 chapters]
Muggle AU, divorced Wolfstar, minor Sirius/Caradoc but endgame Wolfstar
When Sirius wakes up in hospital after a motorcycle accident, he hadn't expected to find his ex-husband asleep in the chair next to him. Feelings are immediately in turmoil, but maybe this was exactly what they needed after all these years to fix what they broke so long ago.
“This is not how I imagined our reunion going.”
“You’ve been thinking about our reunion? How does it usually go then?”
Remus Lupin is not having a midlife crisis. It is a perfectly normal thing for a man in his mid 40s to desire a simple change in his life. Sometimes that change happens to come in the form of learning to ride a motorcycle, which then leads to events that reunite him with his ex, with whom things ended… complicated at best.
Naturally, they handle everything in the way only they can: lack of communication and giving into their desires.
thanks for the tag @always-pining! i haven't done one of these in forever.
Rules: share the first lines of ten of your latest fanfics (or up to if you have less!) & tag some others(10 if you'd like!) to join in
1. lost in a crowd (hungry like the wolf)
Remus moans, loud and drawn out, pressing his face into the mattress as a warm tongue expertly laps at his rim, biting down on a mouthful of bedding before he remembers that he should probably be showing his face, turning his head enough so that the camera can get a decent view of his probably blissed out expression.
2. Mean Wizards
“Okay, now, I made your lunch for you,” Lyall says, holding out a brown paper bag and ruffling his hair when he takes it. “I put some money in there so you can buy yourself a drink. You can ask one of the big kids where to do that.”
3. your baby is the size of a...
The bookstore is quiet other than the hum of the radio and the soft scritching of the broom across the wood planked floor, Remus humming along tunelessly as he sweeps, bright sunlight spilling in from the floor to ceiling windows at the front of the shop.
4. don't look much like a lover (doesn't mean that i won't try)
Sirius sighs when his GPS tells him to turn now, despite the fact that there's no driveway in sight, squinting through the darkness as he tries to find the break in the trees and cursing colorfully when he passes the turn off entirely.
5. June, 1998: Harry's First Driving Lesson
Remus smiles as he settles himself at the kitchen table with a yawn, the air rich with the scents of fresh tea and freshly cooked bacon, feeling warm down to his bones as Sirius settles himself across from him with a cheeky grin and a wink, their breakfast laying itself out between.
6. the rhythm of the night
Remus isn’t quite sure how or why he’s allowed his friends to bully him into attending a rave.
7. siren song of the starlit sea
The sky is grey and dull overhead, gulls crying and waves slapping against the hull of the boat, and Remus takes a moment to stare off towards the horizon where the sun is valiantly trying to break through the thick cover of clouds.
8. of elf-ears, movie marathons, and (un)requited feelings
Sirius stands in the middle of the sitting room, hands on his hips, squinting at the paper maché creation he and James have just finished arranging in the corner of the room.
9. Animal Instinct: The Lives of Teenage Animagi
Remus barely looks up from his runes essay when Sirius murmurs that he’ll be right back, making a little noise of affirmation, wrinkling his nose when he realizes that the section he’s just written is shit, scribbling it out before he turns his attention towards his textbook.
10. let the rain fall down (i'm coming clean)
Remus lets out a pitiful little whine as the portkey deposits him on the front lawn of the Potter family’s illustrious lake cottage, feeling a little bit woozy as he tries to maintain his balance, smiling when Sirius barrels out the door with a beaming grin and jogs towards him.
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genuinely i don’t think it’s possible to easily explain the explicit part of online friendships to people who don’t Understand. i don’t mean like, explicit in the sense of “oh you’re sexting” or whatever. no. i mean when you and your friend start gleefully making up explicit sexual scenarios for your shared blorbos and you get giddier and giddier as you add more detail and you’ll be grinning at your screen as you type away at mach speeds. and it’s entirely nonsexual in an interpersonal sense, you’re not really getting Into it, but ohhhhh it’s soooooo fun and satisfying. and you can NEVER tell someone who doesn’t also do this that your mood is actively improved like fivefold because you and your friend played Sexual Tuoys together because they’ll go “what the FUCK.”
made a cover for my fic, The Archive of a Full-Time Grocery Stocker, just for the hell of it. If you’re someone that downloads fics to your ereader, feel free to snatch this up for your file <3
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I'm always seeing this sentiment of "I have got to make my art weirder" or people begging for weirder art but here's the thing, Weird is not a brand. You cannot rack your brains trying to figure out the "Weird" formula. You don't get weird art by artificially forcing whatever you think is "weird."
You get weird art (and I think "weird" is sometimes people groping for a way of saying non-corporatized) by figuring out what you like, deep down, even (especially) if you think it's embarrassing
and wallowing in it like a pig
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