#wolfstarbuck

Also tagged by @mycupofrum. Thank you, guys!!! This was a surprisingly difficult task, but here goes.

✦ landslide. (Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Regulus Black/Remus Lupin, Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks, Edgar Bones/Remus Lupin || M || 10,318 words)

Remus thinks of pulling his scarf up to cover his chilled face, but somehow he doesn’t seem to be capable of moving even an inch. It’s mockery or just an irony of fate that the water beneath him does. It keeps gurgling loudly as it’s taken down along the rapid current heading towards the North Sea. The water beneath him doesn’t care about his unwise choices, his betrayal, his scattered thoughts or feelings. It doesn’t even beckon him, which would surely be one of the choices if he were a main character in a book or a film, but unfortunately, this is just real life. His life. Which means: Remus has to live with the consequences of his own actions. -or- Remus is a canonic runner and this is a fic to honour the fact.

Subjectively (and honestly, I think objectively too) the best thing I've ever written. A part of a series I've got going with @thistlecatfics and @blackstarkink. This Remus is deeply personal in more than one way.

✦ an ode to a lovely day. (Sirius Black/Remus Lupin || E || 3,370 words)

Written for Moony Midlife Crisis Fest for the prompt I24: Soft cocks! Anything, really, that includes soft penises and intimacy and domesticity of it [...] mainly looking for connection and vulnerability and light hearted communication. A lovely summer day. Remus. Sirius.

Because I love slice of life, I love soft cocks, I love old men. I love stories where nothing really happens other than life. And I love giving wolfstar a second chance. The summary is a nod to the way we used to summarise fics twenty years ago.

✦ M.A.T.E[s] (Sirius Black/James PotterSirius Black/Remus Lupin/James Potter || E || omegaverse || 31,451 words - 5 chapters)

Remus has been single for years, and his solitary heats are getting worse and worse with every passing year. His friends can't stand it anymore and, after a great amount of convincing, sign him up for a matchmaking agency. He never expects to get anything out of it, distrustful of the strangers' techniques to find him a partner. Remus is determined to terminate the contract after a single date. But several dates later, he realises he might have been caught in a trap. He keeps coming back to meet more people.... well, to see James and Sirius, really, a charming duo working at the agency itself. Not that he can be matched with any of them. Not that he can stop himself from dreaming about it.

This is not only my first omegaverse and the first time writing a throuple, but also my first finished multichaptered fic since I started writing fic 2 decades ago. So obviously, it holds a very special place in my heart. Besides, it was so much fun to write; I finished it within 3 weeks. I currently have two sequel wips for it, so fingers crossed.

✦ every time you leave, i wanna go. (Sirius Black/Remus Lupin || E || current wc 34,537 - 6 chapters/?)

It’s not often Sirius wakes up before 9 AM, especially not after working the night before. Cradling his morning coffee in one hand, sitting on a stool at his breakfast bar, Sirius is staring out of the kitchen window of his Brixton flat pensively. He could achieve so much in 7 hours. He grabs his phone lying nearby, unlocks the device and automatically swipes towards one singular app. Sirius lets his thumb hover over the icon briefly before pressing down. Immediately, a slew of half-naked male bodies floods the screen. . Wolfboy310 is an instant click, if only for the affinity Sirius immediately feels towards the nickname. -or- A story of Sirius Black, a 28 year old sound technician, and Remus Lupin, a 27 year old book shop assistant - a story of two ordinary blokes hooking up without wanting and expecting a thing. But how it often happens, things simply don't go to plan.

Another special fic for me. My current, so called grindr wip, based on a roleplay I was doing about fifteen years ago. A story so dear to me that when I realised it could be reworked into wolfstar, I just had to do it. Meant to be a series of one shots, but I was convinced to make it into a multichapter by a friend, which now means that the updates happen like once a year, but due to the nature of this idea, this is one thing I'm absolutely determined to finish. Sorry to everyone who's reading and has to wait. Still I love you all for following along.

✦ careful what you wish for. (Sirius Black/Draco Malfoy || E || 5,066 words with art by @sorenphelps)

Sirius has a solid plan to spend the evening with a bottle, away from the rest of his family. But he’s got something Draco wants for Christmas. And it’s not a drink.

My first time writing Draco, who is the kind of character that's usually very difficult for me. And I dare say I pulled him off quite successfully, or that's what I like to think. Besides, Sirius and Draco is one of my favourite ships, a dynamic so delicious I'm quite proud of being able to add to it. Plus honestly, this is just pure filth, the kind I love, so why not to enjoy it. Beware of the archive warnings.

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+ one (sorry for cheating, but this one is co-written)

✦ love handmade for someone like me. (co-written with @thistlecatfics || James Potter/Sirius Black || E || 19,334 words - 2 chapters)

In November in year 13, Sirius skips James’s rugby match, and they don’t exactly fight about it. Or - James is not gay. Sirius is a little drunk. Those facts balance each other out.

Because I just love our prongsfoot with thistle in this one so much I could scream.

It started subtly. Or at least, it tried to.

Remus began it, if anyone was keeping score (and Sirius definitely was). It was the way he leaned a little too close to James when they were studying old defensive texts. The soft, deliberate brush of thigh to thigh. The way he’d murmur “You’d be good at that—controlling someone, pinning them down” without looking up from the page. And when James asked why his voice sounded like sin, Remus just smiled and flipped the page.

Sirius noticed, of course. He noticed everything where James was concerned. So he responded in kind — louder, filthier, bolder. He draped himself across James’s lap during movie nights, shirt riding up, hips shifting lazily. He whispered in his ear during meals, licking honey off his own thumb and saying, “Bet you’d taste sweeter, Prongs.” If Remus was trying to seduce James with restraint and breathless tension, Sirius was doing it like a performance art piece.

The tension got unbearable by midsummer.

Remus cornered James first, voice low and purposeful. “You ever think about what it’d be like to have me? Not like Sirius—I’d let you wreck me. I want you to ruin me. That’s different.” Then he kissed James like he meant it — like it wasn’t a tease, like it was invitation.

Later that night, Sirius dragged James onto the roof, joints and stars and wind in his hair. “You’re always in control, Prongs,” he said, straddling James’s hips like it was a throne. “Don’t you want to know what it feels like to be undone? By someone who knows how to make it good?” He bit James’s lip and smiled when he whimpered.

James went silent for two days.

Then, with no warning at all, he slammed open Remus’s bedroom door and said, “Get naked and get on your hands and knees.”

Remus blinked, stunned, then obeyed—flushed and breathless, already trembling with anticipation. James stripped methodically, climbing in behind him like he’d been waiting for this for years.

But then the door creaked again. Sirius stood in it, half-smirk and half-growl, shirt off, eyes dark.

James didn’t look away. He just crooked a finger. “You. Behind me.”

Sirius stopped breathing. “You want me to—”

James reached between Remus’s thighs and made him moan, slow and filthy. Then he looked back over his shoulder and said, “You wanted to top me. He wanted me to top him. I want both. Make it happen.”

And Sirius did. With hands shaking and mouth filthy and reverent, he pressed in behind James, who was already buried deep in Remus—who was begging, panting, thrilled to be taken and watched.

Three bodies, tangled, gasping, demanding.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin/James Potter, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin & Peter Pettigrew & James Potter Characters: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter Additional Tags: Background Peter Pettigrew - Freeform, Arguing, Making Up, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, no beta we die like everyone in canon Summary:

Stag or Doe

By

ImpishPyxie

James' animagius may have been a powerful stag, but in reality he was just an innocent doe.

Where Remus and Sirius find out that James not only has a crush on them, but is also a Virgin. Some plot, but mostly smut.

Starts in year seven when they are seventeen:eighteen.

Especially ones with healthy polyamorous rec. I like wolfstarbuck OR starbuck and wolfstar with Remus and James being metamours - but I am open to other ships! Any kind of LGBT+ rep is a bonus - especially trans rep.