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moonstruckme · 9 months ago

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I had my car’s battery die the other day (still don’t know why) and I thought it would be cute if the same thing happened to reader… so like maybe she’d be on the phone with Remus and Sirius be like “my car died which sucks lol” and he’d leave work early just to help her jump start her car 😍

Sorry about your car battery babe! That used to happen to me all of the time. I wasn't quite sure who you wanted the love interest to be in this one, but since you mentioned both Remus and Sirius I went with poly wolfstar, hope that's alright <3

poly!wolfstar x fem!reader ♡ 757 words

When Remus arrives home, you seem to be bickering at Sirius while he rifles through his trunk.

“I know he said they were in here somewhere.”

“Your manager is going to be so upset with you,” you fret. “I could’ve caught the bus.”

“Yes, but why would you when you have a perfectly good car and a perfectly capable boyfriend?” Sirius turns to toss one of his flippant grins at you, and he catches sight of Remus coming up behind him. “Hello.” He greets him with a kiss, pleasantly surprised. “I didn’t know you were walking home, love, I’d have picked you up.”

“It’s fine,” says Remus. “I thought you were at work.”

“He was.” You seem unable to choose between feeling cross with Sirius and guilty with yourself, but you’re definitely distressed. “He left work early, just because I texted you guys.”

“You know,” Sirius drawls, “some people want a partner who would drop everything to come help them.”

“I wouldn’t have said anything if I’d known you were going to leave work!”

Remus understands your upset. Sirius is perpetually on thin ice with his manager—who, in Remus’ completely unbiased opinion, is a tyrant who expects far too much sacrifice from his employees—and Remus would feel bad too if he further jeopardized Sirius’ job by accidentally calling him away from work early. But also, you’re going to be late for work if you can’t get your car started.

“You need his car here to get a jump, dove,” Remus says. He can feel Sirius’ smugness like an aura about him, but Remus ignores it.

You sigh, resigned but dispirited. “You didn’t have to come home, either. I was only complaining to complain.”

Remus smiles and stretches out his arm. You fit yourself under it automatically. “I wanted to see if I could help,” he murmurs, kissing the top of your head in greeting. “Don’t be upset, okay?”

You’re easily mollified by a soft touch and a loving tone. “Okay,” you mumble. Remus kisses your head again in thanks.

“Alright.” Sirius stops digging around in the trunk, spreading his hands helplessly. “Are we sure we ever had jumper cables?”

“We do,” Remus says. He lets you go to join Sirius, showing him the compartment where the spare tire and other essentials are kept.

“Oh, a secret extra trunk. Excellent. Now, does anyone know how to use these?”

Remus has always been a public transportation beneficiary and Sirius was raised posh, so the three of you end up cloistered around Sirius’ phone watching a video about how to jump start a car.

“Seems easy enough,” says Sirius. “So, we start my car first, then?”

“We start neither car before all the cables are attached,” you say, while Remus gives his boyfriend a worried look.

“It seems important that we do everything in order,” Remus agrees. “Considering we’re working with electricity and such.”

None of your objections seem to put a dent in Sirius’ confidence, however. Though nothing you’re doing involves working with grease, he takes his work shirt off “to keep it from getting dirty” and ties his hair back. It’s all rather dramatic, Remus knows, but he can’t find it in himself to protest. Neither can you, apparently.

“Okay, so that one goes on the positive one.”

“Right.” You tear your eyes from your boyfriend’s tattooed abdomen, visibly forcing yourself to concentrate on the battery. “Uh…”

“The one with the plus sign, doll.”

Sirius’ eyes dance with mirth, but he delivers the instructions patiently until both cables are connected and Remus is turning the ignition in Sirius’ car.

“Okay, now yours!” Sirius calls to you.

Remus hears the croaking sounds of your car trying to start, but then the engine roars to life.

“Beautiful!”

Remus gets out of Sirius’ car to see you beaming at each other, your upset over his leaving work clearly forgotten. Sirius looks like he’s about to pat your car approvingly, so Remus catches his hand before he can burn himself. Sirius appears not to notice the interception, only squeezing his boyfriend’s hand excitedly.

“I’ll pull out of your way so you can get out of here,” Sirius says, backing towards his car.

“Wait!” Your door opens, and you come running out. “Just one thing first.”

You take Sirius’ face in your hands, planting a heavy kiss on his lips. He looks half dazed when you pull away and come for Remus, your mouth warm and sweet on his.

You break away with a giant grin on your face. “Thanks,” you say breathlessly.

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kquil · 1 year ago

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POLY MARAUDERS | HEROES IN TATTOOS PRT.6

06 : SELFISH DESIRES

SUM : it's your chance to make amends and push aside your selfish desires - your heart will ache but they're worth it

TAGS. : modern au ; muggle au ; tattoo artist james potter ; piercer remus lupin ; angst ; idiots in love ; unexpected turn of events ; sirius is the main character here ; jk jk ; it's you~ hehe~ ; you'll see what i mean ; wolfstar have a heated argument ; i almost cried writing it ; i hate seeing them like that ; poor james ; james needs a hug ; regulus makes an appearance! ; dramatic sirius black ; regulus is a good brother ; sirius being an instigator ; we love him for it though ; you can't just leave them again! ; no fluff here kiddos ; but kiddos stay away! ; just cover your innocent eyes!

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“You’re disgusting,” Sirius manages an indifferent glance over at his younger brother before resuming his miserable, unmoving position on the sofa — Regulus’ sofa. The obvious detachment Sirius has to the situation only stirs his younger brother’s bubbling anger, “It’s almost been a full month! And you’re letting yourself rot away on my sofa; get a hold of yourself!” No response. Regulus shakes his head with a drawn out sigh, “you usually don’t stay around this long whenever there’s an argument… I wonder what’s happened this time…”

Deeming his older brother completely hopeless, Regulus returns to his sparse but sleek kitchen just as the kettle whistles its readiness to be poured for tea.

Sirius breaths an audible sigh and grimaces at the stench of his breath. The mix of excessive alcohol, countless cigarettes and mountains of junk food didn’t make for a good concoction on his tongue, definitely not for fresh breath. When was the last time he had brushed his teeth? He brings a hand up to push straggling strands of hair away from his view but grumbles when the curls had knotted up too much for him to comb his hair back uninterrupted. Stone grey eyes look down at his figure, stagnant and pale, weighed heavy from low spirits.

What followed the night you left their flat was the worst fight they have ever had. It was mainly between him and Remus while James remained in the background, too downhearted to contribute anything to the verbal warfare happening before him. He was spoiled with love since birth. As an only child with loving parents, who never fought in front of him, whenever Sirius and Remus argued, James was left paralysed with despair. It was always shocking to him how nasty those fights became; his parents never fought like that. Sirius could see it in his sweet hazel eyes that James wanted desperately to have peace but didn’t know how to steer things in that direction. He had tried before, many times, to defuse the situation but both Sirius and Remus were too stubborn and hot-headed from the argument as well as their suddenly stark differences in opinion to back down.

As unfortunate as it is to think about, these fights happened often, recurring in the same exact way – originating from opposing opinions, primarily between him and Remus. They would try to keep it together but it would just keep piling up until someone snaps and then there’s no dispelling their disputes. James either takes a side or none at all (usually the later) and Sirius storms out of the flat to stay with Regulus.

He should feel guilty for being such a burden to his younger brother. He should have more pride in himself than to allow Regulus to ever see him in such a depressed and unpleasant state. Lack of hygiene, self care and self maintenance manifests into something so repulsive and unsightly, Sirius would usually be back and making amends within a week or two – encouraged by his own lack of cleanliness and his commitment to run from the disease of laziness.

But it’s been more than that now. Nearly a month, Regulus says. Time just passes by, slow and tolerant, so unlike him, and yet, Sirius still managed to lose complete track of it. This is the longest they’ve ever had a dispute without reconciling.

His own stubbornness is definitely a factor. He had been right all along. If only they, mostly Remus, had listened to him. James was fully on board but Remus was stubbornly defiant and managed to convince the former otherwise.

“Do you think she’s the type of person who would embrace such an unconventional relationship with open arms?!”

“That’s not what I’m saying, Moony,” Sirius grits his teeth, his inner thoughts and reasoning ached to be heard and let out coherently. In his mind, it all made sense to do things the way he suggests, so why couldn’t his boyfriend understand him?! It doesn’t even seem like he’s trying to listen to him at this point! “She won’t understand if we don’t say anything to her! We have to be forward and bold! Do it now before something happens!”

“Nothing. Is. Going. To. Happen!”

“How can you be so sure? We need to be honest with her, it’s not fair to her and it’s, frankly, deceitful to keep her in the dark about all this!”

“We can’t be too sure that she’ll accept us. If that happens then we’ll never see her again– I don’t want that, do you?!”

“We won’t know unless we say something, do something, anything!”

“Please just trust me, Siri,” Remus begs, his loud voice lowering to a soft plea, his beautiful brown eyes no longer fierce or piercing but kind and warm again, with a hint of fear. Sirius can sympathise with that creeping terror, an anxiety that wants to swallow you whole and keep you in a dark abyss for eternity, “I don’t want to frighten her…”

The first time, Sirius gave in, weak for his love and weak for the reasoning behind his proposal on the matter concerning you. The dark-haired tattooist couldn’t fault his lover for that but, in hindsight, he should have argued his side more, maybe then, you wouldn’t have disappeared like that…

“Hey, your phone won’t stop pinging,” Regulus alerts, appearing out of thin air and surprising Sirius enough to sit up and alert with wide eyes, “will you finally read their messages to you?” with some reluctance, Sirius reaches for his phone and proceeds to look through his messages while Regulus takes a seat opposite him, a steaming cup of tea in hand.

The younger Black brother was just about to begin reading another one of his classic novel favourites when a rush of air flew by him, ruffling the small strands of hair and whipping about the billowing steam from his mug of tea. Moments later, the sound of his shower turning on full blast echos through his flat and a smile graces his lips.

“It’s about time…”

Lingering guilt had plagued you all night long and you barely managed to get a wink of sleep. It, however, meant that you were able to better prepare lunch for the boys the following day. While cooking, you abandon all negative feelings to focus on only the good, not wanting any harmful emotions to diffuse into the food and saturate it with bad tastes. Your eyebags weren’t a pretty sight but it was easily fixable with a touch of makeup.

You tried to look your best for the day. Fortunately, the early summer sun inspired your motivations further. Yes, you’ve made the terrible mistake of selfishly pushing them away to nurse your own battered soul and unrequited feelings, but this was your time to make amends, to make things right… to see Sirius again.

You never felt right after you accused him of cheating on Remus and James with each other, only to find out that he was far more loving and loyal than that. You were embarrassed and ashamed to have ever thought so negatively about him, jumping to conclusions like an immature, thoughtless child. It was wonderful seeing James and Remus again, your heart was practically soaring in your chest as it disregarded all lingering feelings of misery and dejection. But now, your chest felt incredibly tight as your heart ached to catch a simple glimpse of Sirius.

You carefully pack away the lovingly prepared food and desserts into your largest, most durable shopping bag before getting dressed. It was only natural that you managed to make more than you usually made for the boys, seeing as you wanted to spoil them rotten after being so childish the last few weeks. Since the weather was pleasant, you opted for a cute mini dress with a light, flowy material that was comfortable and soft. Over top, you wore a cropped cardigan that had long sleeves, enough to reach past your fingertips. For jewellery, you wore a simple necklace and slipped into a strappy pair of mid-heeled platforms that weren’t too tall. Casual but cute.

Approaching the studio doors, your grip on the strap of your bag tightens and your breath hitches. They hadn’t taken the notice down and the bold, red letters of their ‘CLOSED’ sign glared at you angrily.

Were they inside? Should you knock? Neither Remus or James actually agreed to your sudden choice to meet for lunch the night before. Did this mean that they didn’t want you to be in their lives anymore?... But… but you wanted to make things right! You wanted to apologise! You want to be friends with them again! You’ll tell them right away – tell them how you would do anything just to remain by their side, even if it’s just as a friend, you’ll be happy for them! You won’t be selfish anymore, you won’t covet anything more than friendship with them, that’s all you want! Not that they’ve ever heard of your true desires—

“Well?” A familiar voice speaks up behind you, putting an abrupt end to your panicked inner monologue, “Aren’t you going to knock?”

Swiftly spinning in place, you smile brightly at the biker and tattooist standing before you, dressed in all black, with heavy, lace-up boots and his signature leather jacket, “Sirius!”

He doesn’t breathe a word to you, eyeing your hefty bag before briefly meeting your eyes and making his way over. His long strides made it so that he reached you in no time but he didn’t stop. With a light gasp, he had backed you up into the left of their studio’s double-door front entrance. You held your breath and kept your eyes shut tight, not knowing what to do as your heart pounded deafeningly against your eardrums.

A moment passes and you feel his hand brush against yours before your portly bag of packed food is taken from you. A wave of relief washed over your aching shoulder as the weight disappeared but such a diminutive alleviation of discomfort couldn’t swamp the trepidation in your heart. Sirius was different.

“Siri–”

“Let’s head inside,” he had opened the right hand door and easily slipped through with your bag. Alone and in the quiet, you felt like crying. You wanted to cry, desperately but you knew that it would offer little to no reassurance. So, with a heavy heart, you followed Sirius inside and closed the studio door behind you.

The air was stale but, in it, lingered a familiar scent that you had come to love, it was a clean, almost clinical smell from the regular use of disinfectant and bleach. You love this parlour so much, it was filled with so many good memories, ones of soft affection through tender words and gentle caresses. Despite the earlier interaction, you couldn’t help but smile just from the wave of romantic sentiment washing over you.

“You’re here,” Remus greets with a tired smile as James sits on the opposite end of the sofa with a shy grin directed towards you, his hazel eyes looking elsewhere.

“Sorry if I’m late,” you managed a weak smile, “I didn’t know if the door was open or not. Thankfully, Sirius was there to help me in,” Sirius didn’t sit down despite the many available seating spaces and chose to lean his back against a far wall, instead. James couldn’t meet your eyes and Remus was sneakily massaging his temple as he leaned his face against his large hand, “let’s eat, shall we? I hope you guys are hungry,”

It was never this awkward. Or quiet. Especially when sharing your homemade lunch together. James would usually be giving you endless praise through large, mid-chewed mouthfuls while Sirius laughed at the ridiculous sounds and faces he’d pull trying to speak coherently through the mouthful of food, and Remus would shake his head, his amusement by the display evident in the warm glimmer of his eyes. However, James doesn’t have as big of an appetite today and Sirius stands alone with his tupperware, barely touching his food. Remus is the only one eating a substantial amount besides you. Although, you’ve gradually slowed your own chewing.

What have you done?...

What happened to all of you?

Your shame brought your gaze down, making your head weigh heavier than usual as you give up on communicating anything with the boys. This wasn’t how it was meant to go…what should you do now? The pain in your heart was unbearable.

Shoulders slumped and confidence dried up, you struggled to think of what to do. You should have prepared a speech or something. It was naive of you to think that simply coming over with a homemade lunch would fix anything. Things are never going to be the same, no matter how much you hope and pray for them to be.

You’re hopeless… completely and utterly hopeless…

This was your worst fear come to life. You had feared rejection but seeing them unloving towards each other, barely communicating and broken apart, your stomach collapsed in on itself as your heart fell to a million pieces. You didn’t utter a single word of loving them romantically aloud and yet, you still managed to get in between their relationship. This was a sentiment of how selfish of a person you are.

How could you do this to them?! They were your friends, who saved you from the worst night of your life, and you repay them like this?! Shameful. Disgusting. You don’t think you could ever look at yourself in the mirror again.

The skirt of your mini dress blurs on your lap and you have to bite your lip to keep from sobbing out loud. The tears, however, you couldn’t stop them. Hopefully, they’re all too distracted to see you silently weeping and you can gather yourself before turning tail and running out of there.

Today is a complete disaster—

“Don’t cry, angel, please!” James jumps up and rushes to your side, kneeling down at your feet as he takes your hands in his and tries to meet your gaze through the puddle of tears in your eyes. His words immediately catch Remus and Sirius’ attention and they both begin to make their way over, evident worry swimming in their eyes but you refuse to acknowledge any of that as your mind drowns in all manner of negative thought.

You shake your head, hearing the flurry of footfalls around you and wishing them away silently, “I shouldn’t have come here today…” you whisper.

“What was that?” James patiently asks, voice soft and sweet and kind, it makes you want to fall into his arms.

“I’m sorry,” you speak clearer and stand abruptly, “enjoy the lunch,” the haste and sorrow in your shaking voice makes their heart drop and they’re brought back to that fateful night once more. You don’t meet their eyes as you turn and push past them to leave, almost running through the hallway of their studio just to reach the door and make a quick escape.

“THIS!” Sirius’ roaring voice suddenly cuts through the studio like a knife, making you stop in your tracks and turn around slowly. The door to the lounge room was still open, before it Sirius and Remus stood in an aggressive confrontation, both taking on a defensive stance as they faced each other, all while James remained in the background, clutching at his head as he slumped forward on the sofa, “THIS IS WHAT I MEANT! IF YOU HAD JUST LISTENED TO ME–”

“I DIDN’T SAY WHAT I SAID WITHOUT REASON SIRIUS! YOU KNOW MY EXACT THOUGHTS ABOUT ALL THIS!” Remus shouts back, the veins in his neck bulging out from his fierce anger, the blood rushing in his cheeks making him look just about ready to violently explode.

“BUT–”

“—YOU CAN’T FAULT ME FOR THAT!” Remus continues, not allowing Sirius to speak.

“WELL YOU CAN’T FAULT ME FOR MY REASONING EITHER!”

You’re horrified at the scene. Sirius and Remus look ready to tear each other apart as James looks on hopelessly, not knowing what to do or how to diffuse the situation, completely torn between supporting one or the other. Without thinking, you rush back and skid to a stop between the two hot-blooded men. Their fuming rage was like a turbulent inferno whose flames licked viciously at your skin, ready to burn you and spread the hostility.

“The both of you need to calm down!” you shout, pushing them away from each other and creating a safe distance between. Your tears had already run dry, replaced by the trembling terror shaking your limbs.

“Don’t worry about us Dove,” Remus manages to voice through gritted teeth, his glowering eyes never leaving Sirius’, “you can leave and we’ll sort this out,”

“Sort this out like usual huh?—”

“—Don’t taunt me, Sirius,”

“That won’t solve anything, you idiot!” Sirius flings his arms up and James just barely manages to pull you away from being accidentally hit. Neither of the two seem to notice and James expresses his apology in lovingly nuzzling your temple, his lips puckering to kiss your skin but refraining and stepping away abruptly. You try not to feel the heartache his actions elicit in you.

“SHUT UP!” you’ve never heard Remus sound so angry and venomous before, it makes your heart stutter in fear and worry. You can’t leave now; this disagreement can’t end well without some form of intervention and James isn’t fairing too well with that – he needs someone there for him too, just to feel, somewhat, grounded through all of this, “She doesn’t have to hear all of this!”

“We wouldn’t have to be saying ‘all of this’ if you had. Just. LISTENED. TO. ME!”

“You’re being ridiculous!”

“Ridiculous?!” Sirius growls lowly, his countenance scrunching up into a foul expression —an antithesis to his elegant features, “I’ll show you!” it was then that Sirius turns to face you and approaches with purpose in his long strides, unstopping like he did earlier when outside the studio.

“SIRIUS—!”

Sirius backs you up into the wall behind you, “—Everything Could Have Been As Easy As Doing This!” you didn’t know what to prepare yourself for but Sirius firmly gripping your chin and pulling you into a deep kiss was not one of them. In your shock, you let out a surprised but muffled moan, slowly falling into the blissful embrace and reciprocating eagerly.

Did you faint earlier? Was this all a dream?...

…Dream or not, you like this very much!

James and Remus watch at the bold display, disbelief shining clear in their eyes as Sirius has his way with you. But you don’t see them, you don’t see anyone or anything, all you know is that Sirius kisses like an experienced lover from fantasy and he wasn’t shy about loving you up. Not knowing what to do with your hands, you let Sirius guide them over your head to cuff your wrists together with his large hand, his other snaking around your waist to pull you closer and deepen the kiss.

He tastes like spearmint gum and smokey cigarette smoke, his lips tinted in cherry lip balm for sweetness. What an addictive taste. You can’t get enough.

But air is a necessity and just as you were beginning to run out of breath, Sirius pulls away, panting heavily. He doesn’t wait for a single second to pass before diving his head into your neck, where he peppers feathery but fervid kisses along your sensitive skin and smiles to himself when you slip out a moan. You sound beautiful. He needs to hear more. Sirius doesn’t stop, he sucks and licks and kisses and nuzzles along your neck like the tease he is, drawing out every quivering whimper and pretty moan you were desperately trying to contain.

You keep your eyes tightly shut, too embarrassed to meet the eyes of Remus or James. Their gaze on you left behind a searing, phantom mark that developed into a displeasing itch. An itch that could only be satisfied if they kissed you too.

…So selfish. God! When will you stop?!

Ashamed of your gradually increasing volume, you seal your mouth shut in a stubborn attempt to suppress your pleasure. How did his lips and tongue feel so good on your skin? His touch made your knees weak and your legs shake, without his support, you don’t think you would stay standing for long.

Just as you were able to swallow every embarrassing sound that tried to escape, James was beside you, his warm breath on your cheek as he silently urged Sirius to give way, “you need help staying quiet, angel?” he whispers and doesn’t wait for an answer, briefly meeting your eyes before he’s closing them to kiss you sweetly. It started off sweet. Sweet and loving like James before suddenly becoming very dominating and overwhelming. You were being devoured and the thought was undeniably arousing. They were both on you, Sirius kissing away at your neck as James savoured the taste of your lips before bullying his way into your awaiting mouth. He swallowed your moans for you as Sirius defiantly persisted, urging you with seductive lips to make more.

Overwhelmed but so content.

You were drowning in bliss and you never wanted to break away from it.

“DIDN’T I SAY!” Remus shouts, stopping all activity and leaving you strung up high as the boys slowly pull away, not too far but enough for all of you to meet Remus’ unreadable stare. The boys look over their shoulder to observe their commanding lover, their large frames tense before moving their eyes down and slowly smirking, the tension evaporating off their figures as you’re left to rebuild another tower of anxiety from your lower stomach, “Didn’t. I. Say. We. Were. Going. To. Savour. Her?”

What?

Your shocked, wide-eyed stare meets Remus’ cool and, almost, unfeeling gaze. Once again, your knees buckled under you and you were caught by Sirius and James. Held in place by their hot, firm hands and the press of their toned physiques.

What did he just say?

Unable to keep his stare, your eyes slowly fall down the tall brunette’s figure. Capturing his beautiful, full lips; taking in the delicious column on his neck; observing the wide expanse of his shoulders and chest; drifting down to gulp at his veiny arms and hands before landing on...

Oh~

A/N : no fluff, but something better right? a little sneak peak on how i write spicy things but it's readable hehe~

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honeycaksy · 2 months ago

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In your Régulus Karma AU (or I guess in general) would Sirius or Remus also have kids? (I'm a wolfstar shipper and I love the idea of them adopting a little werewolf girl but like if they're not your main ship like separately too lmao) Just curious (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

Hi sweetheart!

In this AU, Remus and Sirius got married after the war (Alphie was around 4 years old, and I can confirm he had a full-on meltdown at the idea that his uncle Remus wouldn’t be marrying him instead 😭).

It’s a personal take, but in my head, Wolfstar gives off the vibe of becoming parents a bit later in life? While Regulus and Jily are (lovingly) struggling with their own kid in their early twenties, I picture Remus and Sirius enjoying their relationship, traveling, and settling into a cozy routine.

But I’d love for them to adopt a child a few years later! That said, it would mean Alphie would have quite an age gap with his cousin 😔🫶💕 They totally give girl dads energy indeed.

(For those asking about an AU where Sirius has a mini-Regulus as his son; I’ll definitely make something eventually! Not sure if it’ll be part of this same AU though 🤔)

#ask #marauders as dads #regulus’ son au #wolfstar

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courfee · 3 days ago

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because i've noticed people (especially in the marauders fandom) call more and more long works on ao3 short fics, and because i saw this post of ao3 word count statistics, i was curious what this looks like now and did some statistics myself

specific notes here:

the line graph follows the same pattern as the pie charts. the points are merely set at the maximum word count included, but they represent all the works between the marked wordcount and the previous one (so a marker at 10k means works from 5001-10000 words).

the grey part of the pie chart combines all the works that are novel length and longer. note that between the marauders fandom and all of ao3 that percentage more than doubles

there is most definitely an overlap between wolfstar and jegulus fics, so i would assume that several of the jegulus fics at 500k+ are also included in the wolfstar fics and vice versa. i wanted a marauders overview overall, but since we don't have a certain way to view that, i simply went with the most popular marauders ship to get a rough overview of the fandom

i did a seperate category with works for 0 words because these are usually podfics and fanart, however i realise that even in the 1-100 words category there are a lot of 'placeholder fics' (which, btw, go against ao3 tos). the 0 word marker is missing in the line graph, so imagine there are some more lower points towards the left

the last marker on the line graph just indicates fics longer than 500k, i just set it to an arbitrary number >500k for visualisation

so i think it is in fact noticable that the harry potter fandoms, but especially the marauders one have a tendency for very long works, which also explains why we are not very good at judging when something is a long fic

as a reminder, in traditional publishing, 20-50k words is considered a novella, 50-100k is a novel, 100-200k is an epic, and above that we don't really have a word for it. use this knowledge to be more impressed with your local fic writers and give them a pat on the shoulder and a comment in their inbox to let them know they're incredible for writing fics, both the short ones and ones that are several novels long :)

#hp #marauders #jegulus #*#this was prompted by the ask i got but absolutely not against the person asking #ive seen so many people call words with several tens of thousands of words short #our perception of how many words are many words exist has shifted far far too much #and i think we as a fandom need to work against that #word counts for novels and such obviously vary so these are just some numbers i found as a rough guideline #obviously longer books also exist like there is les miserables with about 550k words #but like that is VICTOR HUGO so does tha really count.....

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traumatizedforthebit · 3 months ago

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My Mauraders era headcannons!

Starting off strong- Ships:

• Platonic moonwater and/or fake dating to make James & Sirius jealous (and vise versa for prongsfoot)

• Bartylus was 100% a “horny teenagers figuring shit out” type of relationship, basically fwb with strong platonic love. Regulus also played a huge part in Rosekiller getting together

• Wolfstar being incredibly PDA for the bit, being obnoxiously all over each other in public, I’m talking aggressively horny & absolutely filthy, but in private being gentle & slow

• Jegulus where James never really got past the butterflies faze, being married for years and still freaking the fuck out when Reg flirts with him. Transmasc Regulus being confident/demanding and cis James absolutely melting for it

• Rosekiller but it’s needy attention whore Barty and Evan who will completely ignore him just to make him more needy, but also soft and snuggly when they want to be

• Enemies to lovers Dorlene

General character HCs:

• Trans masc reg ( @my-castles-crumbling ‘s clandestine my beloved)

• French Black brothers

• POC Rosier twins

• Tattoo artist Evan

• Tattooed af Barty

• POC James

• Peter is 100% a girls girl, incredible taste in fashion and a huge gossip

• Lily is not the Hermione 1.0 geniuses character, she’s a good student but not really outstanding

• Reg and Sirius have a healthy relationship

• Bi James

• Aroace spectrum Peter

• Chronically ill/ mobility aid user Remus

• Barty is an incredible artist (seriously if you haven’t read choke chain by amandarin_orange21 you haven’t lived)

• Literally anyone being trans masc (I’m transmasc, any transmasc character and you’ll see my feet kicking)

• Rosekiller open relationship and/or just flirting with any and everyone

• Sirius & James tell eachother absolutely everything, no matter how personal, Same with Dorcas & Reg

• Regulus, Barty, Evan Trio

• Hopeless romantic James

• Pandora is a cat person okay this is just fact

• Dorcas is the Skittles mom friend

• platonic Jilly but James is just a dumbass and Lily makes sure he doesn’t die

I definitely have more I just can’t think of them right now

Okay now just random stuff not necessarily HCs:

• Im such a sucker for a collage AU, Barty, Evan & Reg roommates

• Truth or dare type confessions oh my god yes

• surprisingly I like streamer AUs a lot where Chat is shipping them (cough cough, feel free to recommend some)

• again trans Regulus black getting the respect he deserves

• skittles being absolutely feral

• Best friends brother/ Brothers best friend Jegulus

• Roadtrip AU

• Rosekillerstarchaser or Barty/Evan/Regulus

• Study buddies moonwater

• Texting/groupchats

Okey dokey that’s all that comes to mind but prepare for more (and please ask questions I could talk about this forever)

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irrevocablecondition · 1 month ago

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i posted a tiktok about ralph fiennes (an avid jkr supporter) being hyped up by the marauders fandom and the responses were,,, intense. and it got me thinking about how Different your engagement is in this space if you're from a community that jkr has harmed.

and i don't just mean in terms of the things you read or write, or even really the conversations that you have (though there is definitely a Lot to say about the expectation to be an educator rather than an enjoyer) but more so just,,, every tiny action?

take fiennes for example: in my mind, it's common information. if you simply search his name you find articles, it's on his wikipedia page, it takes one quick "ralph fiennes jkr" search to find out. to me, that's common information, right? but the responses i got - very aggressive ones wow - show that actually it,,, isn't.

and it isn't that you should know off of the top of your head every single person who has defended her or not (although, yes, before you unnecessarily attach people to this fandom space and fics within it - don't do that. but if you're Going To - then dare i say the bare minimum is ensuring they aren't bigots before bringing them to a space with people harmed by said bigots?) but it really does put into perspective how different engagement is for those of us that have been harmed because,,, we Have to do that research.

to some, a "fuck jkr" in a bio is a staple, something that's simply Needed to "justify" engagement here so they chuck it in. for me? well, it's a big safety thing isn't it? lest i follow someone who doesn't actually detest her and her views. but then the issue arises where that isn't a good enough qualifier anymore because those with it in their bios can and do still have videos of themselves at the studios or doing merch hauls or talking about the reboot

to some, a "i hate fem sirius" is a headcanon preference and a lot of the time it simply IS a headcanon preference. but then you see how adamantly *some* people detest the idea of a fictional character presenting fem. you see the posts and the arts mocking it, you see people say things like "this man escaped AZKABAN! he would never wear a skirt" as though the clothing on his fictional body dictates his fictional strength. you see how people say it makes wolfstar "straight" and you, as a trans man, will look towards your cis boyfriend and wonder if people think the same about you. am i queer enough? am i in a straight relationship? do people think he's straight for being with me? because i wear makeup? because i'm not manly enough? Do They Really See Me As A Man?

to some, a celebrities comment sections filled with marauders references is a funny haha but to those of us that have been harmed? it's Terrifying to see this fandom space become so public without any education or understanding whatsoever, just "well, why not!" and then you watch as someone like ben barnes who is so renowned in this space says that he would take part in the HP reboot because "it would be a disservice to the millions of fans that have messaged [him]"

and so on and so forth. you have to suss out everything and everyone and every small comment and you have to wonder if the person you're interacting with is With you or Against you or, the secret third option, 'with' you for the badge and the tshirt that says they're an ally but they're unwilling to actually unpack what that means.

and yeah, if i learnt one thing from having all of these conversations on tiktok and trying to make it all make sense to people, it's that it just... doesn't. it just doesn't make sense. and to some extent i get that! because a lot of the time (and really, the times it matters because my discussions aren't aimed to fully fledged bigots) it's people who DO support trans rights and i understand how frustrating it must be to think you're getting called something you're not when someone points out another hidden way you Could Potentially be supporting jkr or spreading her rhetoric without realising.

so i get it. i do really get it. i get it so much and i wish people Got It the other way around because it's never people being nitpicky or overbearing. it's never being over the top or dramatic or making a mountain out of a mole hill. it's just,,, trained survival i guess. years of assessing threats and years of being an Educator and years of knowing the warning signs of harm.

it's not over the top to point out things that harm us, you simply don't see the harm that those who jkr has targetted in every aspect do. and that's okay, that's why we talk and why we persist and why we post about it.

i just wish that being educated and understanding came from a place of care rather than frustration.

i think the best way i've been able to put this is "the trans discussions in this space are built around us, not for us". people build a fence around trans people within this space and call us protected, but when we point out holes in the perimeter or ask them to monitor the fence gate a little bit more? well, how dramatic of us. how overbearing. how aggressive of us.

you have Got to become accustomed to having conversations without feeling called out or shamed. you have Got to get used to being told that maybe something you're doing isn't the best without taking that as "so you think i'm a massive transphobe?!". you have GOT to get okay about listening to POCs, asexuals, trans people, people with disabilities etc etc etc when we tell you what is not supporting and how you can do better because otherwise,,, what's the point? what's the point of any of it.

like genuinely, what's the point of any of this if you aren't willing to listening and protect those this space claims to??? it's okay to Listen. it doesn't mean you were explicitly wrong, it just means you need a bit more education of the subtler ways you could be causing harm, and that's SO understandable if you do not live as someone that she has harmed and therefore don't have to assess risk in this space in the same ways that we do. it just means you might need another perspective sometimes, and is fandom not all about other people's perspectives??

#a random yap im sorry #this is incredibly long and incoherent but alas #robrauders yap

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fallenclan · 3 days ago

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Okay I made a list of who I think are contenders for deputy, and I'll mention why as well. Please let me know if I've mischaracterized any of these guys.

1. Canarywish. Firstly, Canarywish was mentored by Ravenstar himself, being his brother Littleleaf's first kit. At just 9 moons old she had to witness the death of a loner that could have possibly been saved, if not for Ravenstar. This shaped her a lot, as she went from the "loving" trait to simply "charismatic" when she graduated a moon later at only 10. Canarywish suffered a lot at the hands of her uncle, Ravenstar, and would be a perfect successor to Wolfstar because of this. Secondly, tieing into the poetic connection with Ravenstar, Canarywish mentored Jaystripe, the only one of his kits who acknowledges who their father is and actually SPEAKS to him in the Dark Forest. Finally, Canarywish was one of the cats who was lost most recently, and in that time she lost her entire family. I believe that Flamefall will see not just her competence and need to prove herself but understand how much she's lost and what the deputy position could mean for her.

2. Ashblink. Firstly, Ashblink was Sleepydawn's mate. I feel like people tend to overlook him because of Sleepydawn's popularity, but he was very brave and controlled during the whole exile and break-up. Also, the same moon that they become mates, Ashblink teases his sister Sootstep for having a crush on Flamefall, which I thought was worth pointing out, although Sootstep ends up with Toadbelly. Secondly, Ashblink and Flamefall were mentors at the same time--to siblings!! Ashblink mentored Tallfoot, and Flamefall mentored Bluestorm. I imagine they had to have trained together, especially because the siblings would want to compete. Thirdly, Ashblink is incredibly loyal to the Clan. He has been scarred three times; by saving Brambletuft from a fox, the second time by an eagle, and the third time by rats. And yet he has persisted!! Fourthly, although he's getting older, I think he still has some kick in him and has the "valuable insight" trait to boot. The only reason he isn't first on my list is because of his age. Finally, as someone who grew up right after Flamefall and at the same time as Wolfstar, Ashblink is not just a respected senior warrior, but a friend of these two.

3. Bluestorm. Firstly, Bluestorm is the kit of Sandsnap, who was murdered by Ravenstar for being from Cricketclan. So, once again, Bluestorm definitely has a connection to our most prominent plot point thus far (and the reason Wolfstar is the leader). Secondly, he was mentored by Flamefall, which makes him a likely choice of successor. Also, he is eligible because he mentored Webwhisper. Finally, Bluestorm is still quite young and would be able to serve the Clan for many many moons, provided he doesn't have an accident or illness of some kind.

4. Ryewhistle. Firstly, Ryewhistle was mentored by Honeysong. This automatically makes her a contender because of the prophecy gang, but she is also Bluestorm's sister and therefore must have trained with Bluestorm and Flamefall as I said with Ashblink and Tallfoot. Secondly, Ryewhistle, like Bluestorm, also has a connection to Ravenstar through Sandsnap. Thirdly, Ryewhistle has the traits "ambitious", "prophecy seeker", and "good hunter", which are all excellent traits for a deputy. She also graduated early at 11 moons, which further proves her competence. Fourthly, Ryewhistle is eligible to be deputy because she mentored Fawnlight, who is also one of Ravenstar's kits, furthering the connection. Finally, Ryewhistle has had a good amount of time on-screen and is at a great point in her life to become deputy. She's not too old, but old enough to be experienced and trusted, and is mates with Batspring and Frozenfog.

5. Pearbranch or Greenberry. These two are together because they're littermates, and because we're starting to get to the point where it becomes tricky to rank who's more likely to be picked. Greenberry mentored Beaverfoot while Pearbranch mentored Bonestalk, so they're both eligible. This litter was the first to receive their warrior names from Wolfstar as well. I don't have too much to say about these two aside from that Pearbranch was one of the cats who was lost and likely gained knowledge and experience from that (and is known to be one of Beetle's favourites...), and that they're both qualified with strong traits and are a perfect age to become deputy.

Honourable mentions go to Graycloud, who mentored Swanspeck, and Clayshade, who is currently mentoring Hickorypaw. I don't have much to say about either of these two, but Graycloud is in a similar position to Pearbranch and Greenberry in that she's a good age and has good traits for the position. Clayshade is my wildcard pick. She's the youngest cat on my list by a good margin, and is only really included because she's eligible, has good traits, and had a scene with Flamefall at one point.

Wow that's way more writing than I thought...anyway, this is all just speculation and could be wildly wrong. I'm excited to hear what you think about my reasonings for my picks!

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oh how comprehensive.... let's discuss

as much as i love Canarywish and it would be really fun thematically, she would Not want to be deputy, and probably wouldn't be chosen even if she did--she's going through a Very difficult time right now, not only adjusting to her return to the clan, but also adjusting to the loss of all of her immediate family, so she's got a bit too much going on to consider taking on a responsibility like that. also! i will say that ravenstar was very good to her!!! he loved her a lot and she did love him, even if she was a bit intimidated by him at times

ASHBLINK.... man if it wasn't for his age he would 100% be my choice. he's such a fun and often overlooked character, not only to write but also to draw, and it would be so fun thematically considering he was previously mates with Sleepydawn. unfortunately he's not that much younger than flamefall is

bluestorm!!! i wont lie to you he was definitely on my list, but i think there's a few reasons he wouldn't be picked. for one, i think that it's not Bad but also not necessarily In Good Taste to choose someone related to the leader to be deputy (let's all ignore Maplestar. that was all me i wont lie), and also he's perhaps a bit too irresponsible for the position, but Man. i really like him and i do think he'd be such a fun deputy. i do find it funny that you call him young though, he's 73. time flies

ryewhistle!!! she was on my list too, definitely top 5, if it weren't for her relation to wolfstar there's a good chance i would have picked her--but also i think Flamefall is looking for someone a bit younger to take his position, and someone a little less rambunctious. not to say she wouldn't make a good deputy, because I really think she would, but I think her personality would give Flamefall some second thoughts.

both Pearbranch and Greenberry were also really high on my list!!!! Pearbranch in particular, he was probably my second choice. The only reason I didn't go with him was his age (sixty moons now! by no means old, but again I do think Flamefall is looking for a younger cat), but I think in terms of personality, Wise is one of the best traits for a leader to have. Greenberry was a little lower on my list because I think she's more likely to prioritize her own needs over others, not that it's a bad thing

Graycloud and Clayshade too!! both fantastic choices... Graycloud I think wouldn't want to be deputy on account of Her Anxieties All The Time, but Clayshade would probably do rlly well as a deputy!

#sorry your ask didnt get lost i was just busy when i first saw it and then forgot to answer it later on </3 #fallenasks #lightning anon #i also keep seeing people say mr wiggity should be deputy. do you WANT him to kill himself because he will #like when a prey animal gets too stressed out and just Dies. thats him

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bowiesversion · 10 months ago

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How I think Marauders Era Couples got together

Dorlene: Slept together for a couple months, Dorcas refused to admit she had feelings but Marlene was head over heels. Eventually Marlene went to Dorcas' one summer and they worked it out (this is heavily inspired by casual and red wine supernova by chappell roan)

Wolfstar: very natural, they were roommates so it was lingering touches and staring just slightly too long. When Remus (bc siri is baby) confessed he liked Sirius (they were drunk) the only thing that changed was that they started sleeping in the same bed and kissing.

Marylily: Kinda the same as wolfstar, but they were more mature about it. Lily opened up to Mary as soon as she felt like she liked her more than just friends.

Jegulus: oh my babies. Pining, so much pining. They would glare at each other across the hall, and Regulus would be such a little punk on the quidditch field (James found this very hot, but he also got PISSED). They got detention together one night, and as they were cleaning the trophy's James asked Reg why he hated him sm. Reg was dumbfounded and it spiraled into them making out somehow.

Peter and Sybil (idk the ship name): they were friends for a while, and they got together after a game of spin the bottle (Peter didn't want to play but Sirius convinced him to) oh and Sybil knew it would happen for a while, she was just waiting.

Rosekiller: Definition of no homo. They would literally mess around and say no homo after. They would blow smoke into each others mouth while holding eye contact. Evan fell first, Barty fell harder. They ended up dating after Regulus got mad at Barty and started yelling about how they were so annoying and just needed to have sex.

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my-castles-crumbling · 7 months ago

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professor - wolfstar - TTPD Server microfic challenge - word count: 307

"Has Professor Lupin ever been married?"

Sirius nearly spit out his drink, he was so caught off-guard by the question. It had definitely been a while since he was fifteen, but he didn't remember being so blunt when he was that age.

No...well, he definitely was. Still was, actually. But it still was disarming.

"Why do you ask?" he replied in what he hoped was a steady voice, turning to Harry, who was sitting with him eating breakfast in the kitchen at Grimmauld Place on one of the last days of summer.

The boy shrugged. "Just wonder what he's been doing for the past fifteen years, I guess."

And that hit Sirius like a knife to the gut. But a small voice in his head, a voice that sounded suspiciously like James, told him to be honest. So he said softly, "Yeah, he's been married. To me, actually."

Green eyes turned to him in obvious surprise, but there was no distaste in Harry's expression. After a moment, the teenager asked, "And now?"

He frowned. That was a difficult question. "Now...now it's been fifteen years, like you said. In a lot of ways, things are different. We're re-learning each other. But in some ways, things are also...very much the same." He allowed himself to smile at the thought, briefly remembering the way Remus had kissed him a few nights ago, the way it had warmed his frozen body and sharpened fuzzy memories of stolen moments in Hogwarts broom closets long ago.

Harry nodded, smiling as well. "That's good."

"Good?" Sirius asked, trying to figure out what Harry meant by the statement.

"It's...it's good to know that something from before Mum and Dad's deaths still lasted. I think they would be happy it did," Harry said, nodding to himself.

And Sirius cleared his throat, turning to hide his tears.

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until-the-house-shakes · 5 months ago

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Slip ups

Wolfstar raising Regulus/ Werewolf! Regulus

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Regulus didn’t mean for this title to become a regular thing. It genuinely started as an accidental slip up, and he was far too embarrassed to correct anyone. Plus, the idea of having others believe that Remus and Sirius were his dads instead of his actual birth parents, didn’t seem that awful to him.

As long as Remus and Sirius never found out. Because if they did, they would be over the top obnoxious about it.

The first slip up happened the first night at Hogwarts. Him and his new roommates were sharing small details about their lives. Barty went on about how awful his father was, and how he planned on being a much better Ravenclaw than he ever was. Evan talked about his twin sister and how he was happy they were put in the same house so he can keep an eye on her. Regulus then started to talk about Sirius and Remus, and didn’t even realize the titles he gave them until Barty spoke up.

“Wow, your dads are young. How were they even allowed to adopt you?” It was an innocent enough question, but still made Regulus beyond flustered. “Oh uh… well.. they.. it’s complicated but they’re basically my dads so… enough questions.”

The conversation then took a turn to special interests and Regulus honestly couldn’t remember what else happened that night, but ‘dads’ stuck to him like a parasite.

The second slip up was less mortifying, but maybe because it was also much more private than the first. It happened in the hospital wing after an accidental potion mishap. Barty was certain he knew how much fluxweed he needed to add to the polyjuice potion, but in the end, added way too much and the cauldron exploded. Thankfully nothing terrible happened, just a few burns on Regulus’ arm that Madam Pompfrey could easily heal.

“I will have to call your guardians about this. But I’m sure Mr. Lupin already knows.” Madam Pompfrey stated as he wrapped up the last of Regulus’ burns. “Great. More reasons for dad to flip out about my safety. You know he won’t even let me try out for quidditch? How unfair is that!” Regulus was so absorbed in his own pity party he didn’t even catch the title he called Remus.

Quidditch has been an ongoing fight between the three Lupin boys since the second day of school. Sirius and Regulus believe it would be a wonderful thing for Regulus to try out for, seeing as he’s been flying on a broom since last year (and really needed the friends), but Remus is far too concerned about the young werewolf’s safety. Regulus likes that Remus cares about him, makes him feel a type of love that his birth parents never gave him, but he was starting to cross a line of over protective that was annoying Regulus. He just wanted to play quidditch. Where is the harm in that?

“I see where your dad is coming from, love. He was in the hospital wing for your other father and Mr. Potter every other day due to a quidditch injury. It’s a dangerous sport.” Madam Pompfrey laughed, sending out a patronus for the DADA professor.

Regulus didn’t realize what they were calling Remus and Sirius until Promfrey said ‘other father’. Once it was clear, Regulus was bright red and quickly stuttering out “Don’t tell him I called him dad. Please. He’ll be a right prat about it.” The young kid groaned, feeling very embarrassed about their previous conversation.

The medi-witch only giggled and promised to keep their conversation a secret for the time being.

Months flew past and soon enough it was winter break, and Regulus only had very few ‘slip ups’ since the day in the medical wing. It wasn’t like Regulus was embarrassed to see Remus and Sirius as his dads, he just knew those two would be over dramatic about it, especially his brother, and he was never in the mood to deal with such theatrics.

Sadly, he definitely had to deal with ‘such theatrics’ soon.

It was the morning after a full, and Regulus woke up in the backyard of Sirius’ house surrounded by his brother’s closest friends. Remus was back to his normal self, but Sirius, James, and Peter were still in their animagus forms. It was pretty entertaining to see Wormy sleeping in the antlers of Prongs, while Padfoot was laid on top of Remus as a blanket.

Regulus tried to get up from the hard ground, but his plans were quickly foiled the second he placed any pressure on his left foot.

“Fuck!” The pained cry woke up all the adults around him, but Regulus didn’t care much about their comfort when his leg felt as if it just snapped in half. Why did it hurt so badly? He never was in this much pain after a full moon. What the fuck happened last night?

“Cub, it’s okay. You’re okay. What happened?” Remus instantly was at Regulus’ side. Carrying the small boy inside to safety. Even though the young werewolf didn’t remember, Remus was all too aware that last night was an awful moon. His cub kept fighting with Padfoot, and then became hyper aware of some scratch on his leg. Despite all the adults trying their hardest to keep the cub from tearing his leg apart, there were still a ton of scratches and a few large bite marks left on his poor cub.

“My leg hurts! I tried.. I tried putting pressure on it.. and I fell. It hurts so bad dad. I can’t.. I can’t” Regulus cried out, burying his head into the safety of Remus’ neck. By this point, all the marauders were shifted back into their human forms, and bustling around the kitchen to help however they can. Peter was making breakfast, James was getting clothes for the two werewolves, and Sirius was getting potions to help fix up their kid.

But everything stopped the second Regulus said ‘Dad’.

They all knew he accidentally called Remus dad every now and again, but he never once called him that in person. Never to his face.

Sirius was trying his hardest to not cry from joy.

“I know it hurts cub. We’re going to fix it okay? I promise we’ll fix it and it won’t hurt anymore.” Remus kissed the top of Regulus’ head before graciously taking his robe from James to cover up. He then helped Regulus into his own robe and started fixing his cub up with the help of Sirius.

It has been hours since Regulus called Remus ‘dad’, and none of them have talked since then. Not even James can get Regulus to come out of his room for a few words, and James was by far the kid’s favorite.

“He’s probably embarrassed! It’s like calling your teacher mom. You know all about that Pads.” Peter said, trying his hardest to defuse the tension in the room. He was right. Sirius used to accidentally call Minnie ‘mom’ all the time back in school, but that still felt so much different to Regulus calling Remus ‘dad’.

Remus being called dad wasn’t even an issue! All the boys thought it was an adorable and honoring title, but Regulus seemed far too embarrass to see it like that.

“He’s a kid. Let him be embarrassed by it. I remember being that age, if I did anything embarrassing I instantly had my walls up and ready to hide for days. I’ll give him some time and when he’s ready to talk, we can talk.” Remus shrugged, meaning every word he said. He got embarrassed easily his first few years of Hogwarts, and still does even to this day. While he fully believe Regulus had nothing to be embarrassed about, he understood why his cub wanted to hide away, and wouldn’t judge him for it. He would give him time.

Apparently all Regulus needed was a full day by himself, because by nighttime, Sirius and Remus heard the all too familiar patter of their cub’s footsteps heading to their room.

“Reg? Is everything alright?” Sirius asked once he was sure Regulus was fully in the room with them.

“… I had a nightmare. Can I sleep with you?” Came the small, broken voice of their kid. Sure, they didn’t birth him, but Regulus was their kid and nothing could change that. Hell he even shared the last name Lupin! He was theirs damnit.

“Of course you can cub.” Remus smiled, patting at the open space between him and Sirius- Regulus’ favorite spot to sleep.

A few minutes of quiet passed while Regulus got settled into bed between the two men. If Sirius didn’t know any better, he would have thought he was asleep, but before that thought could go anywhere he heard a very quiet, “night dads. Love you.”

“Night kiddo. Love you too.” Sirius smiled, allowing his eyes to close for some peaceful sleep.

“Night Cub. Love you the most.”

#dead gay wizards #wolfstar raising regulus #regulus black is a werewolf #werewolf regulus #marauders #marauders era #regulus black #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #barty crouch jr #evan rosier

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