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Hey, Sharpshooter (Complete, E, 199k+)
Sirius is a figure skater with a penchant for tricky choreography and late night walks around campus. Remus is a basketball player trying to make it to the end of his last season without clawing his eyes out. Basically it's that likeafunerall fan art but make it collegiate athletics in Boston.
Alizarin (Complete, M, 38k+)
Rapidly approaching his fortieth birthday and feeling more detached from artistic endeavours than ever, portraiture artist Remus Lupin impulsively accepts a commission from the elusive heir of an infamous and powerful Wizarding family.
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More Than Enough (WIP, E, coming soon!)
A four-part companion piece/sequel to Hey, Sharpshooter popping in during a summer, fall, winter, and spring in the years after we leave them in part one. Read a sneak peek of chapter one here!
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generic wolfstar rambles featuring: what are their coffee orders? what are their contact names in each other's phones? what if they went to IKEA? and lots more
Hey, Sharpshooter universe rambles including perspective flipped scenes, more about the characters, headcanons within the universe, and deep dives into specific scenes
More Than Enough WIP tag featuring snippets of all chapters, sneak peeks, and info about update timelines
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Okay so I’m reading Hey Sharpshooter for the third time (it’s genuinely just that good) and I’m on chapter 3, the way REMUS IS GIVING ME ACTUAL BUTTERFLIES!! Like I feel like I’m the one on a walk with him because I’m getting nervous and jittery!! How do you write him SO DAMN HOT!? Like he’s genuinely just effortlessly hot and attractive and confident but not because he’s shy and he thinks that Sirius would never be interested. God your version of Remus is just God tier. I hope and pray you write more wolfstar in any capacity and any universe because your characterisation of Sirius and Remus are my favourite and your writing is PERFECTION!!
i have four (4) different remuses out there in the universe & every time i write him i go in with the goal of making him a pathetic loser, but the only time i’ve ever actually succeeded was in Alizarin 😭 at one point i would have believed that once we removed the Sports of it all hey sharpshooter remus would be approximately 250% less hot but even when he’s Absolutely Not Doing Sports Ever Again in the sequel he’s just a precious perfect little menace idk how this happened🧎♀️ig it’s only right bc if he’s having a shit time the least we can do is let him be a little sexy as a treat
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omg I think of hey sharpshooter like at least once a week pleaseee release more than enough 🙏🏻🙏🏻
waaaa anon i wanna post so so bad trust 😔
i am deep in the trenches of Baby's First Saturn Return (aka being sucker punched by the universe approximately three (3) times each business week) and have had so little time/energy for hobbies but the best reassurance i can give you is that it will be ready sometime in the semi-near future 🫶
in the meantime we can revive an old tradition & i can reveal the playlist songs devoted to chapter 1 (and that the chapter is entirely sirius pov) ✨
i also think i’d be able to spot your writing from miles away (take that as a compliment lol, i’ve read your fic too many times) but i haven’t stumbled upon any pwp that could be yours i feel so left out 😭
oh anon 🫶 keep exploring the treasures in the anonymously posted E rated wolfstar search results & you’ll find me eventually 💕 (you’ll also find a whole lot of great fics that are way better than my dumbass pwp lmaoooo)
I just need to say I'm like 90% sure I found your anonymous secret pwp you've talked about lol I came across it completely by accident but I've genuinely read Sharpshooter like 30 times so your writing style is so familiar to me that halfway through the fic I was like wait this is her and then I read the second part and I just knew 😭😭 It's insanely good (very outside the box stuff which we love) so kudos to you if it is you which it definitely is (your secret is safe with me but I just had to share I thought it was so insane on my part that I've read your writing enough times to catch it like that) (and you don't really need to reply to this if you don't want to I just had to let you know)
NO WAY hahahahah omg i try to write my pwps a bit different stylistically but apparently some tells snuck through the cracks 🥀 (would love to know how you Knew 👀 pls tell me what grammar mistakes gave me away LMAOO)
thank u for reading tho omg if i see one of them pop up in tomorrows kudos email i’ll know it was you 🫶 keep them safe and sound for me anon lmfao my pwps are ridiculous but they’re actually so dear to my heart & i love them sm!!
p.s. there’s no way to know for sure but if this is the one i think you’re talking about i’m quite literally in the middle of rewriting the first part bc it’s all over the place & completely unhinged for no reason LMAO ☠️☠️ so if the first part changes in the next couple of months that will be your confirmation! and it will be getting another part Soon
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bed-sharing 200 words
smut 800 words
projecting my fears, insecurities, and anxieties onto a fictional character 9,356 words
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someone who is good at fan fiction please help me budget my WIP, my family is dying
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Sometimes you hear a song and a fic pops into your head full formed. This is a trap. The fic may be fully formed in your brain, but you still Have to write it down. This is an important step that most people forget about.
So what if they’re in the middle of a party and everyone can see them? Remus could blame the alcohol. Or the way Sirius looks at him when he’s dancing. Or the way his jeans fits him.
Remus, in the end, is just a man.
[Bonus snippet down here ⬇️]
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it’s 2005 and Sirius black is trying to figure out his gender, their brother and his new crush - not necessarily in that order. (ft. trans sirius black, a neon pink motorola razr, karaoke bars and overuse of early 2000s pop hits.)
Sirius is a little bit in love with Remus’s apartment - exposed brick, hardwood floors, big comfy couches and vintage rugs.
Every room is packed with bookshelves and crates of records, even the tiny dining room. There’s one small table and two mismatched chairs, a set of salt & pepper shakers shaped like clowns and lacy white placemats. There are overhead lights in every room but none of them are on - everything is illuminated by lamps and strings of lights.
It’s bigger than their own place, too, and Sirius is thrilled to realize that he doesn’t want to run at all, actually. All he can think about is how much his plants would love all the natural light.
band au but it's just rj lupin and he only plays the lute for performances at ren faires and such just his little hey nonny non tunes and his floppy hat with a feather poking out and his stockings and his little jacket and everyone is amazed he is absolutely brilliant on the lute he's always asked for an encore and well who is he to say no they're all so lovely and enchanted by his rhythm and chords and..etc and what do you know rj lupin and his lute have a groupie following him from town to town in the spring clapping the loudest and he's v fit not that rj lupin has noticed he's got lots of fans ofc and well yes the groupie does have a nice smile but rj lupin is immune to the temptation of rock and roll's sex-crazed lifestyle he is doing this purely for the art but one day it begins pissing down during his performance and his feathered little hat and his thigh high stockings are absolutely sop sogging and his pointy little shoes fill with water things rly aren't looking good he's got to get out of the rain this is about survival but thankfully he's quickly dragged off stage and swept into a tent and there he is the groupie with the sexy smile and dark hair and nice lips not that rj lupin is looking at his lips and
hello! I really enjoyed reading Hey, Sharpshooter and I literally cannot move on from it. I just had this thought after reading chapter 9 and wondered… how would it play out if Sirius ever met Remus’ parents?
this will be in part 2!! i’m still working on fleshing out their characters & how they interact with each other/remus & sirius but fret not, we will be getting Meet the Parents Pt 2 in chapter 1 ✨✨
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I’m just curious how many people at some point in their lives have played/learned to play an instrument of any kind.
I included a nuance button bc I know there might be some folks who might be like “well I played the recorder in grade school but idk if that counts” — count it if you want or hit nuance if you’re unsure! 😊
To be clear, if you studied an instrument to any level of proficiency, even if you’re out of practice now, please select yes!
Reblog with your instrument, if you wish 🙏🏼 Or just for more accurate results
My dear pal @cornwall1977 has been so kind as to point me in the direction of any Northern England/Countryside/Sheep/Rhubarb fics she finds, and has rightly pointed out that we need a compilation!
So in an act of procrastination, I've decided to start a masterlist. It's very small for now, so please, PLEASE feel free to send me additions! I will be overjoyed to add them to this list and my TBR.
The only criterion is that the UK or Irish countryside plays a significant role in the fic, including but not limited to rolling hills, low stone walls, ancient farmhouses, regional accents/slang, and sheep.
(I have read most but not all of these, and they are listed in no particular order).
Photo credit: The Marshwood Vale from Pilsdon Pen. Photo by Kerrie Ann Gardner. Found here.
Beneath a Big Blue Sky | @eyra | E | 68k
The four-by-four heaves its way down long, twisting lanes, little more than dirt tracks scuffed into the surrounding fields and hemmed in by serpentine walls of flat, grey stone. They truly are in the middle of nowhere: the countryside rushes past, all rolling green hills and vast, endless skies, and it's odious. Sirius wants to murder James with his bare hands.
Sirius and James accidentally find themselves on a Yorkshire farm during lambing season. The farmer’s son thinks that’s a bit annoying, actually.
What Grows in the Dark | @madefortherain | E | 34k
With Harry away at university in Scotland, Sirius is alone, antsy, and in dire need of distraction.
A one-way ticket out of London. A farm in the Yorkshire Rhubarb Triangle. Candlelight and quiet. Plants hand-picked with awe. A farmer. A frown. The thrill of a laugh that bursts honey-bright. Of a week that spans a forever. Of saying yes instead of no for once...or twice...or thrice.
Of finding out just how big the littlest things can grow in the dark.
Highland Fling | @picascribit | E | 38k
The summer before college, Sirius goes backpacking through Scotland in order to escape his family's expectations. In a small village in the Highlands, an unexpected flirtation turns his whole world upside down. Alternately, the story of how Scotland loves Remus and wants him to be happy.
Through Old Flesh and Cold Bones | me! | M | 16k
Sirius Black lives a lonely, exhausting life trying to keep his parents' farm afloat. He's on a sure path to self destruction until Remus, a temporary worker hired for the peak of lambing season, sets him in a new direction. But Remus must leave the farm, and Sirius's life, after only a week, and he won't say why.
The highest pub | WrappedUp | M | 8.5k
This is, Sirius knows, where he should reel off their drinks order, but he momentarily loses the ability to form words because this man is... well, he’s really fucking beautiful. His hair is curly; long on the top but cut short on the sides, and it’s golden, everything about him is just golden. His eyes and his freckles and the impatient scowl on his face. His lips are full and unimpressed, a little rough from the inclement weather, pursed together as he waits for Sirius to speak.
“Erm,” Sirius mumbles, losing all of his usual swagger. “Three pints of bitter please.”
The man nods, pulls the pints with practised proficiency and hands the card machine to Sirius. “Ten sixty.”
Sirius starts. “For all three drinks?”
The man arches an eyebrow. “Not from round these parts, are you?”
Little Embers | @eyra | T | 6.2k
The north was as wild and as barren a place as Sirius had always been warned it would be. Dark towns and rolling, wet cobbles, narrow alleys leading to nowhere at all and villages that ended as abruptly as they began: a lamplit street lined with crumbling cottages that fell away to black hollows of nothingness until, miles later, another strange hamlet would loom out of the night, just as cold and lonely as the last.
Sirius finds sanctuary in a hillside cottage during a wild, wild storm.
you don't have to be alone (when you're the place i wanna go) | quiethauntings | E | 37k
"You’ve claimed the shit bed,” Sirius says from the doorway.
Remus looks up, suddenly aware that for the first time in years, it's just the two of them.
“You don’t like sleeping next to the door.” It comes out before he can think of something different. A fact he’d learned when they were twelve, the first summer they all stayed with the Potters’.
He should be embarrassed, remembering something like that, but Sirius tilts his head. Bright-eyed and soft. He smiles, and it’s worth it.
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Or, an unexpected invitation reunites Remus with his friends at a cottage in the Scottish Highlands
Just a little story about two boys fumbling and falling in love one summer in Buckinghamshire.
across the blades of growing grass | thebloatedfrog | E | 20k
Sirius Black is looking to get out of London, away from the summer heat and ghosts from his past. He takes up an artist residency on a small island off the coast of Wales and there he learns more about life and art than he ever imagined.
the private kind of purple | greenscape | M | 6k
Post-grad summer. They are reaching for things they cannot name.Or, it's four days out of Hogwarts and Sirius and Remus go wild camping in Scotland.
Alizarin | @tortoisebore | M | 38k
Rapidly approaching his fortieth birthday and feeling more detached from artistic endeavours than ever, portraiture artist Remus Lupin impulsively accepts a commission from the elusive heir of an infamous and powerful Wizarding family.
Light in August | @newsom | M | 21k
Summer, 1977. With the full moon approaching, Sirius heads up to the Lupins' countryside cottage to make himself useful. Or to make a complete and utter arse out of himself, because really, that's all he can seem to do around Remus these days.
The Drought Story | librae | T | 3k |Livejournal
The drought of 1976, dead birds, one-word letters, and a quiet gravity.
Man is an Island | philadelphia12 | M | 86k
Middle-aged and divorced, Remus Lupin has grown not to expect much from life. But an unexpected encounter with an old friend pushes him to revisit the past, and makes him question everything.Sirius Black has little to gain from a trip down memory lane, and everything to lose when his past threatens to catch up with him.But both of them find there are certain things – or people – they just can’t let go of.
We Build Our Own Unfolding | imochan | M | 18k
A welcome overstayed, a funeral at the farmhouse, a diary, a welcome overstayed (again), and a long walk over the hills.
