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locker room - hockey au!wolfstar (more on my page from this month) - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 366
“Well? Is it as sexy as you thought it would be?” Sirius asked humorously as he led Remus into the locker room, waggling his eyebrows in mock-suggestion.
“Oh, yes,” Remus responded mildly with a roll of his eyes. “I can’t decide what the best part is. The stale smell of sweat, or the fact that I’m seeing living proof that fully-grown University blokes can’t clean up after themselves to save their lives,” he said, gesturing into a cubby they passed by, which looked like it’d been ransacked by a raccoon.
“Oi! Watch yourself, you’re a University bloke, too!” Sirius said with a grin, turning to glare with his hands on his hips. “Your flat may be clean, but there’s enough books in there to cause a certifiable safety concern! I could die if they fall and create an avalanche, you know!”
This made Remus chuckle. “Which one’s yours, then? Surely it’s immaculate, for you to be on my arse so much.”
The twinkling in Sirius’s eyes told him that he was close to making a joke about being on each others’ arses, but the shorter man refrained. “Right here. I’ll just grab my charger, and then–”
But Remus was immediately distracted by the pictures inside: one of Sirius and what must be his brother (they looked so much alike), one of Sirius and James, and one–
“That’s me,” Remus said dumbly, gesturing to the photo.
Sirius’s eyes fluttered a bit before a sheepish smile stretched across his face. “Oh. Erm, yeah, I put it up there recently. I–”
He couldn’t focus on Sirius’s words at all. “A picture of me. And you. In your locker room, for all your teammates to see,” he clarified, wide eyes turning again to the nervous-looking man.
“Yeah, is that okay?” Sirius asked, eyebrows furrowing. “I can take it down, or–fuck!”
Remus had pressed him into a nearby wall, already kissing his neck. “What’re the chances anyone comes in here in the next half hour?” he asked, hand gripping Sirius’s waist.
“None, if we lock the door,” Sirius replied, beaming.
“Lock it,” Remus replied with a nod.
Sirius couldn’t have moved faster if he was gliding across ice on his skates.
hockey - @wolfstarmicrofic - a continuation of this? because HR is consuming me - word count: 308
This was getting out of control. Remus knew that, in his heart of hearts, and yet he couldn’t stop himself from grinning like a madman as he walked across the quad, Sirius’s jersey swallowing his tall, thin frame. Anybody watching probably thought he was just a huge fan, but he knew differently.
And so, apparently, did Mary.
“When the fuck did you become a hockey fan?” Mary asked him, dumbfounded, as soon as they walked up to each other, a look of pure shock on her face.
He could have fibbed. He could have insisted he’d always, sort of, kind of, liked hockey. But that was a downright lie, as anyone who knew him even a little would know that he loathed anything that involved even the slightest amount of physical exertion. So he just shrugged and gave a little smile. “When the fuck did you become a detective?” he shot back.
“When you started acting like you were abducted by aliens!” Mary retorted. “When have you ever spent money on sports shit, Rem, especially for our Uni teams?”
Remus just snorted. “I didn’t spend any money on it. It was a gift.” Which was absolutely true, thank you very much.
“From who? Because he must be a fucking god for you to be willing to wear a hockey jer–” Mary cut herself off in a dramatic gasp, eyes going wide. “No way.”
He could feel himself blushing. “Don’t be dramatic, Mary.”
“Remus! Is that Sirius Black’s actual jersey? Like the one he got all gross and sexy and sweaty in? Because if it is, I might pass out, I swear to God–”
Remus just started walking, grinning as he did, “Then I guess I can’t tell you that.”
Mary had to take several seconds to stare before she ran to catch up, bombarding him with questions.
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trying to find a wolfstar one shot— can anyone help? it was pretty short, pirate AU where they’re husbands and one of them abandoned ship after a petty fight, so the other got their crew to take over their new ship and wolfstar fought. i’m pretty sure the ending was the husband reveal basically just saying “you done being mad? let’s go back to the ship now”. all very fluffy and funny, but i’m dying to find it. please help!
(i’m like 99% sure remus was the one who abandoned ship)
also if anyone knows the one where they’re rival captains but sirius gets captured and remus saves him (then takes care of him afterwards) please link that!
trying to find a wolfstar one shot— can anyone help? it was pretty short, pirate AU where they’re husbands and one of them abandoned ship after a petty fight, so the other got their crew to take over their new ship and wolfstar fought. i’m pretty sure the ending was the husband reveal basically just saying “you done being mad? let’s go back to the ship now”. all very fluffy and funny, but i’m dying to find it. please help!
(i’m like 99% sure remus was the one who abandoned ship)
does anyone know the name of the fanfic where remus is a scare actor that sirius thinks is really attractive?? remus notices and flusters sirius a bit there too… i believe it was either a one or twoshot. please help!
Wash Away the Pain by @mrsmungus is a beautiful older Wolfstar fic.
Current kudos: 32
Summary: It had rained constantly in Azkaban. Even years later and safe, a change in the weather was enough to remind Sirius of how bad it had been. Remus knows just the cure.
Summary: When Alphard finds 16 year old Sirius and Remus making out one too many times, he and Florean sit them down to talk about sex. This brings back memories from when Alphard and Florean were young and living in New York City at the height of the AIDS epidemic.
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Title: Am I the A-hole?
Creator: isvinge
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56936983
Square filled: Stargazing
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No archive warnings apply
Major tags: Text-fic, Black-brother-angst
Summary: Remus starts texting with a stranger on the internet to help him, turns out he gets more than a little help as well. And is the stranger really as distant as he initially assumed?
Word count: 6465
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
This is now a series, and each part will be linked in this post!
“What is it like, working for the Prince?” James asks, lazily tossing a stick into the river.
Remus shrugs. “It’s alright,” he mumbles, turning away to hide his smile.
He has been working for Prince Sirius Black for seven months now, and he doesn’t have any complaints. After all, how many people get to watch the Prince walk around with only a towel wrapped around his waist, fresh out of the shower, effortless smirk on his face. How many people get to step forward and kiss him without a care in the world. How many people get to push him up against the wall, grazing their teeth over his neck and watching him fall apart.
How many people get to experience Sirius Black moaning their name.
He knows he could tell his best friend all of this, but he selfishly wants to keep Sirius to himself, despite knowing he will never truly be his. He is the Prince. He has expectations. He would never be allowed to be seen with Remus, never mind be with him properly.
“Holy shit,” James breathes out, and Remus realises just how lost in thought he was. “You’re sleeping with him, aren’t you?”
Remus laughs nervously. “As if the Prince would ever be interested in me,” he scoffs.
“You totally are!”
“James,”
“You’re sleeping with the Prince!”
Remus turns quickly, slapping his hand over James’ mouth and throwing careful a glance back towards the castle. He knows it is risky, meeting James on the outskirts of their land, but when he works full time and is required to stay on sight, his Sunday mornings off are the only time he can get away long enough to see him.
“Someone will hear you.” He hisses, turning back and narrowing his eyes at his best friend, who doesn’t flinch. “Yes, alright? Me and Sirius,”
James’ eyes widen instantly, and Remus carefully withdraws his hand. “You call him that?” he asks, and Remus nods in confusion. “So, he doesn’t make you refer to him as Prince in bed?” he winks.
“Piss off,” Remus laughs, turning back to the river.
They stay in comfortable silence for a while, James seemingly deep in thought before he turns back to Remus, mischievous glint in his eye.
“I can’t believe you’re sleeping with the Prince,”
“Me neither,”
“What is he really like? Without the façade he clearly puts on in public?”
Remus smiles and bites down on his bottom lip, leaning forward against the fence. “He’s amazing, Prongs.” He whispers, looking up to find James watching him with a proud smile. “He is everything I have ever dreamt of, and I can’t believe I am lucky enough to even know him, never mind everything else. He is so caring and sweet, and he never lets people talk down to the staff. He sneaks me into his bedroom just to hold me all night, and then we feed each other breakfast in the morning. I swear, my face hurts from smiling so much when I’m with him, but it is the best feeling in the world.”
“Oh,” James whispers, looking sideways to catch his eye. “Are you in love with him?” he asks, and Remus almost feels the blood drain from his face. “I’ve never seen you like this, Remus. Not even when you had that crush on our art teacher when we were fourteen.”
Remus laughs and buries his face in his hands. “Yes, I am very much in love with him,” he admits almost silently.
“You love me?”
Remus and James turn simultaneously, eyes wide when they catch sight of Sirius standing behind them, one bag thrown over his shoulder, another in his hand. His brother, Regulus, is standing behind him, looking highly amused, also holding two bags.
“Sirius, I–”
“You love me?” he repeats, tears in his eyes.
Remus nods slowly. “Yes, I love you.”
He doesn’t have more than a second to prepare as Sirius drops the bags and launches himself into Remus’ arms, kissing him firmly on the lips as he wraps his arms around his neck. Remus is too stunned to do anything other than respond, lifting him into the air and pushing his tongue into his mouth. A blaring alarm in the distance pulls him out of the moment, and he opens his eyes, watching as several guards step out from the castle doors.
“Sirius, what have you done?” he asks, finally allowing his gaze to flick between Regulus and the bags.
Sirius steps backwards and smiles, picking up the bag. “They found out about us, told me never to see you again.” He shrugs, handing Remus what he now realises is one of his own bags, presumably filled with his own things.
“So this is goodbye,” he mumbles, accepting the bag and looking at James in an effort not to break.
“Goodbye?” Sirius asks, securing the second bag on his back before taking Remus’ hand. “No, this is us running, sweetheart.”
Remus is taken over with nothing but confusion. “Running,” he echoes, painfully aware of the dozen guards heading towards them. Noticing his hesitance, Regulus steps forward, handing James one of his bags as Sirius tugs him closer.
“I love you too, Remus.” He whispers, running a hand down his cheek. “I can’t live without you, so we need to get out of here. All of us.” He says urgently, and Remus watches as James helps Regulus climb the fence. “Are you coming with me?”
Remus’ attention flies straight back to Sirius, pulling him into a quick kiss. “I would go anywhere with you,” he smiles, jumping over the fence before holding his hands out for Sirius.
“Good,” Sirius smiles, tugging him across the shallow water. “and I want to hear everything about this art teacher,” he winks, and Remus groans.
Together, they run, the distant sound of guards screaming, fading into the background.
Yo I know sokka in Slut WearTM like crop tops is a gift from the gd heavens, but we NEED more Zuko in crop tops and a ponytail, like in canonverse too imagine him in unbelted Firelord robes in the summer or some shit or the MELTING Sokka’s mind would do when he turns up in causal wear for like a night out in loose pants and a short shirt and a high ponytail PHHHHEWWWW ~my mind would freaking melt. Does any of this have to do with that one art piece you made years ago of Zuko in a crop top for nebulastucky’s fic? Maybe. Has that been my definitive version of 20-something canon Zuko since you first seared it into my brain? Absolutely.
bestiest anon so true but please direct those compliments to the one and only @bleekay bc the crop top art you’re talking about is actually theirs!
anyway. this ask lived rent free in my head for ages so i thought i’d also contribute to the slutwear zukka posting
“So these are optimal learning conditions for you?” Zuko murmurs, eyes half-lidded on Sokka’s face and thumbs tracing the hollows of Sokka’s hip bone. “Staring at my chest?”
one of my favorite scenes from @erisenyo’s fic Lessons in Proper Asset Management, nothing helps with solving budgeting problems like writing them out on your very dedicated boyfriend’s chest <3
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and i’ll do anything you say (if you say it with your hands) chapter 10
“You came looking for me,” Sokka says. Zuko’s already soft eyes melt further.
“Of course I came looking for you,” he says. Like it’s obvious. Like it doesn’t knock the earth off its axis.
For a second, Sokka forgets about the pain, past and present. All he feels is a treacherous bubble of hope – inside his chest, under his skin, stuck in his throat.
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