a little excerpt from my sunrise on the reaping wolfstar au <3
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a little excerpt from my sunrise on the reaping wolfstar au <3
read When Again Your Eyes Open, the Sun Will Rise on ao3.
ac: sophithil

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sirius mocking remus' southern accent until remus rolls his eyes and presses a dozen kisses all over his face just to shut him up while sirius snickers
remus tucking a flower behind sirius's ear
idk guys i think remus lupin is a main gossiper out of four
not just silently taking in everyoneâs drama but perpetuating a genuinely toxic environment for others by giving regular updates to not only the marauders and valkyries but also during their regular study sessions he fills in regulus and at the shops on saturday mornings he spills it all to dorcas so anything remus hears has traveled throughout the entire globe in the span of a week and he doesnât even consider the power that gives him. he just likes to know.
remus who doesnât play at fucking ALL about his boyfriend. no donât touch him. in fact donât even get close to sirius at all, like within a five foot radius. in fact stay so far away from him that he wonât be able to breathe anyone elseâs air. when anyone approaches remus like even old people he hastily backs up and impolitely holds his hand up and barks some expletives about how heâs taken and proudly flashes his âi heart my bfâ shirt at them before they even say a single word to him

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i love how we all agreed that sirius is the ethereally pretty one but remus is the one everyone wants to date
i really love your writing youre like my fav author ever<3
you canât even imagine how happy this message made me feel 𼺠thank you sm for stopping by and saying it!! i love you <3 xx
sirius doodles little hearts on the fogged bathroom mirror just so remus will smile first thing when he goes there to take a shower after him
good boy :p

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you DONT want to be around sirius during the heatwave, he is a raging bitch towards everyone
remus rear-ends siriusâs stupid expensive motorbike at a red light because he was distracted by how unfairly attractive the rider looked fixing his helmet. sirius gets off the bike ready to yell, takes one look at remusâs panicked face and the ancient falling-apart car, and just starts laughing. ârelax, love. bikes are meant to get banged up. you on the other hand look like youâre about to cry, which is doing terrible things to my egoâ
do you think remus would have a humiliation kink? or in more general, which kinks wolfstar would be into later in their relationships? thanks.
well, to be honest, iâm not really into humiliation kink for wolfstar. their dynamic already has so much built-in insecurity and self-loathing for me (especially remus) that adding degradation just feels like it would hurt more than it helps. iâm firmly team praise kink girlie and i feel like theyâre the kind of couple who make love like the world is ending
so with all that, hereâs how i see their kinks evolving later in the relationship:
heavy praise kink is their main one for me, just like iâve already said. remus gets shaky when sirius murmurs âyouâre so good for me, so fucking perfectâ while heâs falling apart. sirius, who grew up never being enough, loses his mind when remus says things like âlook at you, love, taking everything i give you so beautifullyâ. theyâre both greedy for it. lots of eye contact, foreheads pressed together, constant affirmations
also sirius has a massive thing for being called pretty/handsome/beautiful. remus saying âmy gorgeous babyâ or âfuck, youâre so pretty like thisâ makes sirius flush all the way down his chest. he acts cocky about it but secretly craves the validation so badly
not sure if it can be considered a kink but domestic sex. this one develops deep into the relationship. lazy morning sex where theyâre half-asleep and still whispering i love yous. kitchen counter quickies. shower sex that turns into twenty minutes of just holding each other under the water. the comfort kink is real!!
theyâre also into cockwarming while working/reading. itâs their ultimate domestic intimacy. remus sitting at his desk grading papers or reading with sirius in his lap, fully seated on him, staying like that for ages. sirius gets addicted to the fullness and the quiet praise
consensual somnophilia & morning worship is a big yes for them. i can see them waking each other up with slow, lazy touches and mouths when one of them is still half-asleep. sirius especially loves waking remus up while mouthing at him gently, murmuring âlet me take care of you, baby, you donât even have to wake up fullyâ
mirror & reflection play is what they do a lot deeper into their relationship, but mostly itâs not just watching themselves fuck, but remus making sirius look at them in the mirror while he tells him every detail of what he loves: the way his hair falls across his face that day, the flush on his chest, how beautiful every version of him is. sirius cries sometimes from the intensity of being seen like that
they both get weirdly primal about smell. sirius wearing remusâ unwashed hoodies for days because the scent grounds him, then remus burying his face between siriusâ legs or in his neck during sex and praising how he smells like home and sex and love. they start collecting each otherâs worn clothes like weird little treasures
and then lemme offer you guided sensory deprivation with voice only. blindfold + noise-canceling headphones on one of them while the other guides them entirely with touch/whispered instructions/praise. it becomes this incredibly vulnerable trust exercise where the one in the dark just has to surrender and believe every touch or âyouâre doing so well, iâve got you, you feel incredibleâ if theyâre cancelling noise
the love service & worship kink flipped. sirius has a deep need to serve remus on certain days (bringing him tea, kneeling prettily, massaging his bad leg for ages) and remus praising him the entire time for how devoted and perfect he is. other days remus serves sirius with the same reverent intensity until the caretaking gets filthy
also hell yes to gentle dominance / guided submission. remus is often the one in control later on, because heâs steady and calm enough to pull himself together. heâll hold siriusâ wrists down and tell him exactly what to do in that low, patient voice, making sirius melt when he says âeasy, baby. let me take care of youâ
voice kink for both of them. remus whispering sweet dirty things in siriusâ ear while theyâre slow fucking. sirius moaning remusâ name in that posh drawl when heâs close, which always makes remus dizzy
marking / possessive bites is also something they would like ig, but in a loving way obviously. hickeys that peek out of collars, fingerprints on hips, love bites on inner thighs. later theyâll trace them in the morning light and smile like idiots. itâs youâre mine but soft and adoring
i also see them practicing edging with emotional intensity. they draw it out for hours sometimes because they want to stay in that space where theyâre completely wrapped up in each other. lots of not yet, love, i want to feel you like this a little longer and stuff
lots of aftercare that borders on its own kink. wrapping each other up, feeding each other snacks, soft kisses on knuckles, sirius playing with remusâ hair while they come down. theyâre both so touch-starved it becomes part of the whole ritual
all in all, i just think theyâre the type of couple whose sex life gets better and better the longer theyâre together because itâs so tied to emotional intimacy. lots of checking in, lots of âis this still good?â and âtell me what you needâ. theyâre also the type to laugh during sex, to get stupidly tender in the middle of it, to say âi love youâ right when one of them comes because it hits them all over again how lucky they are
sirius who constantly asks "are you mad at me?" "did i annoy you" "do you hate me" when he's alone with remus out of fear of losing him, and remus who reassures him every time<3
wolfstar but it's just sirius obsessing about how cute his nerdy boyfriend looks in grandpa glasses

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I keep noticing how you'll only write how Sirius notice and loves Remus but now the other way around, like using Sirius just to shine brighter on Remus or something but never how Remus loves Sirius it's always on Sirius perspective. Is that what you're doing and what you think? Im just being blunt not trying to be rude𫰠(I love your posts/writings & fics btw), it's just what I keep reading
i'm honestly a little confused by this because i donât really see that in my own writing. i definitely write from siriusâ perspective sometimes, just like i write from remusâ perspective other times, but when iâm talking about wolfstar in general i feel like i usually try to explore both sides of their relationship.
itâs possible youâve picked up on a pattern that i havenât noticed, but it isnât something iâm consciously doing. i donât think of sirius as existing to highlight remus, and i definitely donât think remusâ love for sirius is any less important or interesting. if anything, i spend a lot of time thinking about both directions of their relationship.
i do tend to enjoy writing from siriusâ perspective, though, partly because i feel like i see remusâ pov explored more often in fics and i like spending time in siriusâ head. i also relate to sirius a lot, both in terms of personality and his inner world, so sometimes iâm interested in writing about how he experiences things and sees the people around him. but thatâs never meant to make remus shine, or that i think remusâ feelings matter more.
so i guess i donât really agree with that reading, but itâs interesting to hear because it wasnât intentional on my part. xx
every july remus and sirius disappear for a week to that rickety old cabin by the lake with no real plans except to be useless and in love. they eat berries straight off the bushes, juice staining their fingers and mouths, sirius always popping the ripest ones between remusâ lips. they cannonball into the water until their skin is pruned and their lungs burn, swimming for hours, splashing and dunking each other before drifting close, all wet hair and slick skin. when theyâre all dripping and sun-drunk, sirius climbs on top of remus right there on the wooden planks, and they kiss for hours, tasting like berries and lake water and summer heat. remus keeps whispering âyou get sunburned so easilyâ against siriusâ mouth but neither of them moves to put on more sunscreen for at least another hour. later they lie on threadbare towels sunbathing, remus with his book forgotten on his chest as sirius traces lazy patterns over his scars. at night they catch fireflies, laughing and mocking the way their soda cans crack open, then lie tangled in sleeping bags outside the tent, sticky with sweat and lake water, trading sticky-sweet kisses under a sky full of stars