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How to tame your inner werewolf 2.0

-Part 11- NSFW!!! Explicit after the cut.

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Remus has been so relieved not to have bitten Sirius that he hasn't been more than a few minutes apart from him without rushing to kiss him again in the last week.

He is so lovesick that he can feel love dripping out of him. Never before has he been cared for so lovingly by anyone after a full. Although he is astonished by the unprecedented situation of the prettiest man on earth apparently wanting to be with him, he doesn't complain. It seems that even dark creatures sometimes get a happy ending, after all.

Now that he knows the wolf won't hurt him, Remus has been more than happy to continue exploring Sirius's beautiful body with his hands and mouth. He's very proud to have made him come several times down his throat. He has quickly become madly addicted to the taste of his cum.

Everything is delicious about Sirius. His ass for example is now his favourite. Sirius has begged him to add fingers to his lapping tong, and he's been very pleased to oblige, relishing the pretty, needy whines Sirius lets out when he fingers him eagerly.

Of course, Remus hasn't let him reciprocate any of it. What with the knot.

Sirius seems a little put off by his refusal. But it's for the best. At least, that's what Remus repeats to himself as a frustrating mantra, dry-humping on the bed as he laps at Sirius's rim, three fingers deep inside his dreamy warm heat. Remus comes in his pants with a grunt, amidst the whines of Sirius begging for more.

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Tags: @tealeavesandtrash @remoonysiriusly @magicbeings @marigold-hills @kelpforestfire @em3eald @mybelovedmoon @hoje--aqui @hyperfixgirl @a-pine-cone @rxmuslxpins @wide-eyedgayss @staphi

First chapter on AO3 here.

The porn plot thickens... :) Three more parts to get to the happy ending - don't you worry, I promised Sirius a happy (smut) end!

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"i don't comment on ao3 because i don't wanna be annoying or weird" skill issue + you greatly underestimate the power dynamic here, writing multi paragraph comments is like feeding a bunch of deeply insane and possibly starved ducks at the park and watch them go completely mad over having received a piece of bread

[magicbeings]

Hello Wolfstar Lovers! 🐺✨

As a warm-up for the fest we decided to share a few of our favourite Old Dogs fics… here’s part 1: magical universe!

Please enjoy our picks and leave us more recs and suggestions in the comments/reblogs!

You can find all of the links in our bookmarks.

Love,

The Mods xx

[magicbeings]

hi!! can we get a director's cut for instance of happenstance? and the inconveniences in our favour?

Hiii!

Omg, I'm already ramble and you ask me to ramble about TWO FICS at once hahaha this will be long.

So, Instance of Happenstance:

This one happened because I saw a girl on TikTok that was letting a horoscope app guide her in order to find love. The app had a to do list like the ones on the fic, but it was based on horoscope. I wanted it to be about Tarot instead because I love Tarot (fun fact: in 2020 i had a tiktok page with 300k+ followers where i did those collective tarot readings hahahah)

I also thought finding a mysterious old tarot deck and a mysterious old notebook had a lot more charm than just using a phone app, so that's why Alphard's journal was born.

I actually worked on that plot backwards. I knew I wanted "everything to fall into place" on their first meeting, and so I created Remus' backstory and all of the things he'd need help with, and then from that I shaped up which cards Sirius would take on the previous days and what they would tell him to do. The whole thing about Remus always having had "soulmate signs" on his side was actually completely unplanned. It just happened.

Now, do I think I did an awesome job at that? No, to be honest. I think my foreshadowing was incredibly obvious and even laughable at times, and that a more skilled author could have pulled that off better. BUT it was fun to write, so that's what matters.

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And the inconveniences in our favour:

I think, to this day, this was the most fun I have ever had writing a fic. This is almost 25k long and I wrote it in a week, I didn't do anything else but writing and I was so obsessed with the concept I would skip meals just to keep writing.

It happened because I was taking a shower listening to a song called "Vícios E Virtudes", from the brazilian 2000's rock band Charlie Brown Jr. I just hallucinated the whole entire plot and then instead of going to bed after the shower (which had been the plan) I just re opened my laptop and stayed up until 3AM writing and giggling to myself like a mad woman.

This is the chorus of the song losely translated, in case you want to understand where the story came from:

"I never had much in common with her The book she loves, I haven't read it (...) The movies she loves, I haven't watched them I don't even know how to make a move on her She's so interesting, and I'm over here graffiting walls"

So I knew I wanted Sirius graffiting walls and I wanted Remus to be well read and interesting and sort of feel unreachable to him. The skateboarding was just honestly a shout out to the band that sings the song, because those guys are all about skating haha

At first, I was going with both of them being young, and Lyall perhaps being the owner of the shop Sirius kept graffiting, but I guess I was still on a age gap mood from having just finished writing my Pretty Woman AU, so that's why Remus ended up a bit older, and honestly, I think it fits their vibe.

The title is also from a verse in the song. He sings "Todos os inconvenientes a nosso favor", which literally translates to "all the inconveniences in our favour", which I thought was just perfect for the story.

[magicbeings]

hiii i'd love any bit of directors cut you have for too busy being yours ⭐️

Hiii! Thank you for asking!

I'm a rambler, so I'm going to put a "read more" right here, because this will get long.

Well I got the idea for that because I was on break from work for the holidays and January, and I ended up bed rotting and binge watching some old TV Shows, like Catfish. Of course, I have to make everything about Wolfstar, so my brain naturally started to build this scenario.

I guess the firt thing I did was doing a bit of research on how the behind the scenes in shows like Catfish work, so that I could write the plot in a way that felt a bit realistic. So the thing about the "catfish" already knowing what is going to happen and having already signed a contract to appear on the show prior to filming is how they do it, so that's why I wrote it like that, I just turned it into a bit of a "mystery" interest in the story.

I also knew I wanted to write from the participants POV, and I wanted it to feel like a Catfish episode (from the first interview until the 'six months later' skype call at the end), and with the screenshots of texting conversations in between, which is why I inserted the texting bits.

A couple days after I started writing it, I came across a litter of 5 kittens that needed rescuing, because they were abandoned without their mum. I can't really talk about writing this fic without mentioning the kittens, because it's all tyed up in my head. I was off from work, so all I did was basically care for the babies and write the fic. Most of the scenes were written in between feedings or with tiny fluffy babies sleeping on my lap. It's definitely a special story for me.

The kittens were newborns, so they needed round the clock care -- feedings every two hours, help peeing and pooping, cleaning them up, you know, the whole thing -- and I wrote probably the first half of that while being severely sleep deprived from waking up two or three times every night to feed them. I think it might be one of the reasons why it's the fic where I most struggled with settleing for a specific voice and structure. I wrote and rewrote the beginning lots of times, and I have a whole document of cut scenes, which is not normal for my process.

Aside from the kittens, I think another thing that was difficult is that I realised pretty much the moment I started writing that the TV format would not translate very well to the written word. So if I actually went through the step by step of every interview and thing that they do in detail, it would end up being incredibly repetitive, so instead I chose to focus more on Sirius' feelings and just inserting snippets of conversations.

Another thing that I think made writing this a bit more difficult is that I wanted them to be participants on the Reality TV Show, but like... couples who end up in Reality TV Shows are, by rule, not very healthy, are they? Haha And I wanted them to not only have a happy ending, but that the reader felt like they were capable of that happy ending, right? So that it wouldn't feel like a toxic or unbalanced relationship.

At times, I felt like I literally sitting in front of a scale, weighing their motivations, and trauma and sad backstories against each other so that I could achieve a balance where it would feel beliavable that they could forgive each other for the wrong they did (Sirius for contacting the TV Show, Remus for keeping him waiting for so long) and have a legit happy ending. I had a commenter say those were basically "twin betrayals" and I thought that was the perfect wording, because they needed to be the same weight, or else the reader would be like "Oh, I could never be okay with that".

By the time I was writing the end, the kittens were much more independent and I was getting full nights of sleep, so I'm much more proud of the writing on the second half, to be honest. It contains most of my favourite lines, including the very last paragraph, which I think might be one of my fabourite things that I've written.

[magicbeings]

Take this god awful sketches of wolfstar bc i am happy to announce I am now a marauders fan. Yay. More on the way i think… I hope.

[magicbeings]

Fanfic Writers: Director’s Cut

Reblog this if you want readers to come into your ask box and ask for the “director’s commentary” on a particular story, section of a story, or set of lines. 

Or, send in a ⭐star⭐  to have the author select a section they’ve been dying to talk about!

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𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 “Isn’t that interesting?” Sirius murmured beside him, leaning in to smell some gladiolus. Remus watched him, his face in profile, his nose straight, his pale skin flawless. Perfect.  His voice sounded as if he were a million miles away from Remus.  There was a bump in the bridge of his own nose, and old, ugly scars that would forever mar his face. Without those flaws, he would have never met his future wife. Teddy would never have been born, and he wouldn’t be here now, falling apart in the middle of a florist‘s shop.  He sniffed quietly and let his hand fall to his side, a crushed, red petal in his fist. 

read here on AO3 (e) 47k for @moonyfest & @magicbeings

Remus Lupin, widower, was fifty-one and semi-retired.

Teddy, his son, was concerned.

When Teddy suggested that he do something with his free time, Remus suddenly found himself in the middle of building a greenhouse, woefully out of his depth.

Cue his son’s best friend's father, Sirius Black, whom he had only met in passing. Funerals, birthdays and graduations—the usual.

Now, Remus agreed to accept his help.

Build a greenhouse together, be done with it.

Alright, so maybe he agreed to partake in bizarre weekly activities with Sirius.

What he didn’t agree to was having a latent queer midlife crisis.

Or

r/relationship_advice Original posted on December 5, 2021: I think I (51M) am falling for my son's friend's dad, what do I do?

• the late life friends to lovers sexual crisis fic you’ve been waiting for! featuring : Remus 'What do you mean it's not normal to zoom in on photos of your BFF' Lupin

[magicbeings]

where the wild thyme blows

Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, E, 36k. Written for MMCF 2025.

“Well,” Remus says at length. His mouth moves before he knows what’s about to come out of it. As the words leave, he realises how desperately he hopes they’re true. “Maybe we’ll see each other again, then.” “Yeah,” Sirius replies firmly, like a decision’s been reached. Like it’s an inevitability. Like it’s a promise. “Maybe we will.”

With Teddy away at uni, Remus takes off on the holiday he’s always dreamed of—travelling across Europe in Shakespeare’s footsteps to experience for himself the places he’s spent the better part of twenty years lecturing on. It’s all incredible museums and good food and stunning scenery, precisely as he expected it to be. Until he drops a postcard in front of a dangerously beautiful younger man, until they find each other again in a random bar, until Remus finds himself agreeing to the impossible.

The rest, as they say, is history.

☾⭒ read it on ao3 ♫ listen to the playlist

[magicbeings]

wolf & wolfhound

Finally! I can talk about it! The anonymity has been lifted ❤️❤️❤️

thank you @moonyfest for organising this, thank you @tealeavesandtrash for the prompt

And mostly!! @hoje--aqui thank you so much soooo so much for the artwork you had captured my vision better than I could have ever imagined.

snippet:

There’s a shadow of movement and Sirius thinks: wolf.

His body freezes, mid-step, mid-breath. It’s across the river, he thinks against the panic. Be calm. Be still.

It will not see you. 

Each muscle fear-rigid, he turns towards the river. In the darkness, in the just-waking morning, the just-setting equinox moon, it’s hard to make out what is a trick of the night and what is real.

The river bends strangely. An almost-island created by its current, connected with land only by a sliver of moss and stone. In the middle of it kneels a man. 

His face is obscured by a mask made out of a wolf skull, features hidden completely. When he looks up - when he notices Sirius - a glint of light flickers in the eye sockets.

Wolf, Sirius thinks.

The man is naked. The water approaches the bend of his knees and retreats. Down his arms are markings rendered in what looks like blood. Long lines and smaller ones crossing them. Sirius has seen them before, or something like them anyway, all across Munster. Ancient Irish runes, written in Ogham.

He should run.

His camera hangs from a chord around his neck and he brings it up to his face. He was trying to get a shot of an owl perched up in a tree. Now, through the viewfinder, he focuses on the man. Through the mist rising off the water’s surface his body is distorted, ethereal. Sirius takes the photos shamelessly, as if he were capturing an animal and not a man. As if there was no such thing as permission to be given.

The night air is cold. Sirius has bundled up in a fleece jacket, a thick pair of socks, and still he feels the chill rising from the river along with the fog. 

Not every stray is yours to rescue, James had said. 

Then who else’s? Sirius thinks as he looks at the man looking back at him.

There is a fallen ash tree laying across the river not far from where Sirius is standing. He walks towards it. The man’s gaze tracks him so carefully the movement is almost unnoticeable. Predator, prey. The man kneels and, still, he is the hunter.

Sirius keeps walking toward him, despite his very heartbeat spelling out: danger.

The tree is precarious. The trunk is thick, but it lays in such a way that each step Sirius takes rocks it. The river underneath him is obscured by the dense fog but even so, Sirius can see the strong current. He steps over the branches, one hand cradling his camera from damage, the other holding onto cracks in the bark. Some of it wedges underneath his fingernails. 

The man never takes his eyes off Sirius. Walking towards him is like missing a step in the dark but Sirius tries to ignore the strange hollow pull in his navel and approach the way he would an unfamiliar dog.

Careful. It might bite.

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New fic alert! (completed & on ao3!)

I'm so glad I can now share with you the fic I wrote for Moony's Midlife Crisis Fest 2025!!!

Put your stain on me

Explicit 31 k fic Wolfstar, post-war and canon-divergent (thanks Merlin!) AU.

Remus is a tattoo artist. A depressed and lonely Sirius discovers his studio and decides to get a tattoo as a symbol of reclaiming his life post-war. He also discovers he likes being touched by the unconventional and mysterious tattoo artist very much. Alas, things are a bit complicated on both sides…

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“I really wanted to apologise for the confusion,” Sirius muttered. He couldn't stop staring at the man and the way his eyes half-closed every time he took another bite of the pastry, only to open again to reveal the two coloured eyes, the dark and the amber. One seemed to reflect hunger. The other sparkled with mischief.

Sirius tried to regain his ability to carry on a civilised conversation: “And I, uh…” Great, now he was stuttering. “I also wanted to know more about what you do?”

"Is that so?" The man looked at him with a questioning look, waiting for him to continue.

Truly, Sirius didn't really want to pursue it. But the man's glaze was open and friendly, and he was waiting patiently for him to explain further, so he sighed and added, “I do have one tattoo I'd rather not have anymore, but I can't remove it.” He looked down at the floor before adding in a whisper, "I hate it."

Link to ao3!

[magicbeings]

Fel i Fod

AO3 // Spotify // Mood board Wolfstar // E // 17k words // Complete // 75th Hunger Games AU // @moonyfest

"I'll find you," Sirius says suddenly, breaking the silence Remus has been stewing in for the last few hours.

Of course he will, Remus would do the same thing. It's his only plan really—find Sirius and spend his last few days with him. Even in the hellscape that is the arena, that is the one tiny glimmering positive Remus is clinging to.

Remus smiles sadly, taking Sirius' hand in his and intertwining their fingers. "If I slow you down—" he starts to say.

"No." Sirius cuts him off before Remus can voice it. "We stick together, we stand a better chance in numbers."

It doesn't make sense to Remus. Alliances are all well and good in the first few days when there is a common enemy, but there will only be one victor when it's all over. He doesn't argue the point though; there is no use in it.

He takes their joined fingers, presses a kiss to Sirius' knuckles. "It would have been nice to grow old together," he whispers.

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blame it on the fool moon

AO3 // Mood board Wolfstar // E // 35k words // complete // @moonyfest Co-written with @goldenprophetwrites

September 1993

Remus Lupin is on cusp of turning 40, Professor for Defence Against the Darks Arts, and trying to come to terms with the retirement of his pseudo mother figure.

Sirius Black is approaching his mid-30s, his friends have long since settled down and found their place in the world, it's about time he tried to figure his shit out.

Remus Lupin is tired and anxious.

Sirius Black is bored and restless.

What happens when Sirius takes up the job as Madam Pomfrey's replacement, and as Remus's caretaker?

[magicbeings]

Hello Moony Lovers! 🌙

Hard to believe this will be our last update for a while 💔

The community formed around our little fest has been so incredibly wonderful, kind, creative, and—most importantly—extremely fun!

We can’t thank enough each and every one of you; the writers, the artists, the enjoyers, and everyone who has helped make this fest such a uniquely beautiful experience ❤️

We never could have imagined how big this fest would get! 78 creators, 105 works, 1.2mil words!!! What an incredible achievement, everyone!

Here you can find the link to our Masterlist, detailing all of the submitted works, and sorted by either posting date or creator name.

Here you can find the link to our sub-collection, where you are welcome to keep creating for this year’s lovely prompts, and which will remain open until the beginning of next year’s fest. As a reminder, the sub-collection is only moderated to ensure all submitted works are based on one of the prompts. If you choose to add anything to a submitted prompt in the main collection, you are more than welcome to add your new work to the sub-collection!

So without further ado… it’s a wrap on Moony’s Midlife Crisis Fest 2025!

Until next year, Your Moony Loving Mods 🌙

[magicbeings]

cursed heaven by magicbeings

Wolfstar | Magical AU | 45k | Explicit

Remus is broke and out of options. When he receives an offer from Orion Black – full funding for his research in exchange for help on a secret project – he really can’t afford to say no. But spending the summer working at the Black family’s secluded estate brings more than he bargained for, especially when it comes to Sirius.

A Summer Romance, Call Me By Your Name vibes -- only with a less illegal age gap and more talking about magical theory and blood curses.

Completed on AO3

I wrote this for @moonyfest, and it's finally revealed! To the anon who submited this prompt, I just have to thank you! That single sentence spiralled into a 3 act, 45k words, 15 chapters story and I just had the most fun plotting and writing it all.

[magicbeings]

✨ my @moonyfest fics ✨

(by order of posting)

all wolfstar, all explicit (what else would you expect from me?)

thinking about you wc: 1,331 established relationship, old men having phone sex

r/relationship_advice wc: 8,319 friends to lovers, old men being insecure but very much in love

good boy wc: 1,960 established relationship, old men having kinky sex, trans remus

permanence wc: 8,156 tattoo artist sirius/client remus, old men never fucking communicating (until they do)

blame it on the fool moon co-written with @tealeavesandtrash (sirius pov by me, remus pov by maddy) wc: 35,122 strangers to friends to lovers to just coworkers to lovers again, old men never fucking communicating (until they do)

wait for me wc: 9,176 healer remus/fresh out of azkaban sirius, old men having a terrible time (until they aren't)