#moonie asks🌕

[majormoonie]

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HIIII! HELLO! GOOD TO SEE YOU FELLOW MAJORMOONER! So glad to get into the community and make friends >:D!

[minty-bubblegum]

Favorite cake flavor?

STRAWBERRIES AND CREAM BRO THAT SHIT IS SO GOOD

[whspermy-name]

Never taking a uquiz again

(/j taking uquizzies r practically my hobby)

I'm never ever gonna forget how lali ships oncecest

[officialdaydreamer00]

why am i being observed rn

[krenenbaker]

im tempted to ask... Lilia Vanrouge for the bingo please?

(btw hello I love ur posts and u sm I just didn't know what to say:3)

Lilia... ah, yes

He's really grown on me in the past little while! I'm just looking forward to when Book 7 is out in the EN server, so I can really dissect his character properly :)

(and also??

thank you so much??? I've seen your posts floating around, and I have no idea why I hadn't been following you yet! you've got great vibes! also, feel free to drop by þe Olde Ask Box - or anywhere else, really - any time!)

[anxiousthoughts365]

congrats on hitting the big 200!! can i request a drabble about wolfstar raising harry, who’s dating draco?

Thank you! Absolutely you can :)

~ 🌕Wolfstar✨ & raising Harry who's dating Draco ~

No warnings apply

'Uncle Moony?'

Without looking up from his book, Remus replied, 'Yeah, Bambi?'

'Can I go out to Diagon Alley on my own today?'

At the tentative question, Remus glanced away from his book to find Harry standing in the doorway of the library. The boy was doing his best to appear confident, but Remus could see the tells. The way he shifted from foot to foot; the way his green eyes darted across Remus' face; the way he seemed to be holding his breath. They were all mannerisms that the lad had picked up from Sirius over the years, and as a result, Remus knew exactly what they meant. Harry was nervous.

He carefully slipped one scarred finger between the pages of his book as he closed it and, resting it in his lap, he asked carefully, 'Have you asked Sirius already?'

'No,' Harry mumbled, and looked down at his feet to avoid Remus' gaze. The corner of the werewolf's mouth twitched, but he made sure that his face was straight when the boy looked up again. 'He'd just ask a load of invasive questions.'

'Would he, now,' Remus mused, knowing full well that Harry was right. Sirius was having a hard time accepting that his 16-year-old godson no longer wanted to tell him all of the ins and outs of his life, and as a result he'd become quite intrusive with his questioning about Harry's movements. Remus had tried to explain to him that the boy needed space, but had had little success.

'You know what he's like,' Harry sighed, his eyes rolling in a way that was neither Remus nor Sirius and instead screamed of Lily. Remus' chest still tightened slightly at the sight, but he ignored it as Harry went on huffily, 'I just can't do anything without him wanting to know every detail. And you know he'd be insufferable if I told him I was going to meet Draco for ice cream.'

'DRACO MALFOY?!'

Both Remus and Harry flinched at Sirius' shrill shriek, and Harry gave Remus an exasperated look as he turned to face his godfather, who'd somehow managed to sneak up to the library doorway without either of them noticing.

'Yes, Pads,' Harry grumbled, his shoulders slouching in defeat.

'As in my cousin Cissy's boy?' Sirius asked, one black eyebrow raising. Remus gave him a warning look from behind Harry's back, but his husband ignored him.

'Do you know any other Dracos?' Harry sniped, then folded his arms across his chest. 'Look, I just want to go and meet him in Diagon Alley. I'll take the Floo through to the Leaky, and I'll be back for dinner. I know you guys worry about me going out on my own, but I really think I'm old enough to take care of myself now.'

Remus flinched a little at that. Perhaps they had been a little overprotective of their boy - not that anyone could blame them, he supposed, with the series of events that had led to Harry being in their care in the first place. But perhaps he was right - perhaps it was time for them to start loosening the reins a bit. He met Sirius' gaze, and saw from his face that similar thoughts were running through his husband's mind as well.

But Sirius being Sirius, he just could not resist the opportunity to tease, and Remus watched as the man carefully put his own fears away for the moment so that he might coo, 'Aw, look, Moony -'

'Don't say it,' Harry groaned, and really, Remus thought, the boy should have known better. Because immediately, Sirius' eyes glinted with mischief, even as he stuck out his lower lip in a ridiculously dramatic impression of sorrow.

'Our little boy's all grown up!'

[maraudergirlcore]

🌕 “You’re in Love With Her, and We’re Done Watching You Suffer”

*part two to 🌙 “He’s Not Looking at Your Eyes” but don’t have to read the first one to understand*

It’s late afternoon in the Gryffindor common room, and the light filtering through the windows has that golden, hazy glow that makes everything feel like a dream. Laughter spills through the air, floating like smoke from a fire that’s been burning too long.

And Remus Lupin?

He hasn’t turned a single page in the book balanced on his knees for over half an hour.

Across the room, you’re sprawled on the common room rug, chin propped in your hand, laughing with Lily and Dorcas. You’ve got one of your cropped jumpers on — the kind that shows just enough skin to reveal the glint of silver at your belly button when you stretch or shift.

Remus notices. Of course he notices.

He always notices.

And Sirius Black? Sirius has had enough of it.

He watches Remus twitch every time you laugh. Every time someone leans too close to you. Every time you casually toss your hair back, unaware that it’s knocking the air out of Moony’s lungs. It’s getting ridiculous.

Sirius, who has known Remus Lupin longer than anyone, slams his book shut.

Marlene, who’s been curled up with a Sugar Quill and a wicked look in her eye for the past ten minutes, straightens up like a predator sensing blood in the water.

They exchange a look.

It’s time.

“Right,” Marlene says, hopping up and brushing nonexistent dust off her jeans. “This is a pining intervention.”

Sirius cracks his knuckles dramatically. “We go in loud, or we go in loud?”

Marlene grins. “Oh, we’re going in louder.”

They flank Remus like twin hurricanes, one on each side of his armchair. He looks up, startled. Guilty. Like a deer caught in the beams of two very fashionable, very furious headlights.

“Moony,” Sirius says, arms crossed. “We need to talk.”

“Now.”

“Immediately.”

Remus furrows his brows, already retreating. “If this is about the Transfiguration notes—”

“This is about your crushingly obvious, gut-wrenching, absolutely agonizing love for”—Marlene throws her arms toward you dramatically—“her.”

Remus blinks. “What?”

“Don’t ‘what’ me,” Sirius says. “You’ve got the look of a man being emotionally stabbed every time she wears that jumper.”

“She’s allowed to wear jumpers,” Remus mutters weakly.

“Of course she is,” Marlene says. “And you’re allowed to have FEELINGS. You just… haven’t admitted them out loud to anyone. Including yourself.”

“You’re in love with her,” Sirius says flatly. “It’s not a secret, it’s not subtle, and it’s not going away.”

Remus looks away quickly, his fingers twitching where they rest on the spine of his book. “She’s James’s sister.”

“And you’re Remus Lupin,” Marlene says. “Sweet, bookish, brilliant Remus Lupin, who stares at her like she hung the bloody moon and still somehow thinks he isn’t good enough.”

“You act like love’s this dangerous thing,” Sirius adds, softer now. “Like if you touch it, it’ll break. But she’s not a porcelain doll. She’s a firecracker. And she wants you to light the fuse.”

Remus runs a hand through his hair, the tendons in his neck tight. He looks like he wants to disappear into the fabric of the chair.

“I don’t want to hurt her,” he murmurs. “I’ve got too much… in me. Things she doesn’t deserve.”

Marlene kneels in front of him, her voice dropping with sudden warmth. “She knows who you are. She’s always known. And she’s still here. She doesn’t want a perfect boy, Remus. She wants you.”

“She talks about you all the time,” Sirius says. “Not in that annoying Lily-and-James way. In that quiet, soul-deep, ‘I’d die for him but I’d never admit it’ kind of way.”

Remus’s breath catches. His voice is a whisper. “She does?”

Marlene nods. “When you’re asleep in the dorms? She checks your blanket every time she walks past. She defends you in every argument. When you’re not in class, she looks for you before she asks the professor if you’re okay.”

Sirius chuckles. “She punched that Slytherin in third year because he called you a ‘sickly bookworm.’ Absolutely flattened him. It was legendary.”

Remus actually smiles at that, the smallest twitch of his lips.

“She’s always in your orbit, Remus,” Marlene says. “And you’ve been holding back like she doesn’t already live in yours.”

Remus leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, face in his hands. He breathes out slowly, like something inside him is splintering open after years of being locked shut.

“I think I’ve loved her since the first time she beat Sirius in a duel,” he admits quietly. “She laughed like she had no idea she was extraordinary.”

Marlene’s expression softens. “Then tell her.”

“She deserves to know,” Sirius adds. “And you deserve to stop living like love is something you have to earn.”

There’s a long pause.

Then Remus looks up, eyes wide and scared but shining for the first time in ages.

“I don’t know how.”

Sirius grins and slaps his shoulder. “You don’t need a speech, mate. You just need to start with the truth.”

[celestial-farmers-au]

Hello!

This is an ask blog for the SaMs farmer au!

This blog is run by three people

@weirdcoregal35

@moony-buckets

@dolce-cerise

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Rules

No NSFW, some of the characters, along with two of the mods, are minors

Don't be a hater. If you don't like it, leave.

Bullying will lead to an immediate block.

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Characters

Sun

Moon

Solar

Eclipse

Lunar

Earth

Jack'O-Moon

Dazzle Deer

Killcode

Bloodmoon

Ruin

Ganymede

Eclipse's chickens

The herd of sheep who think Lunar's one of their babies

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Mods

@weirdcoregal35 -👁🏵

@dolce-cerise -🍰🍒

@moony-buckets -🌕🪣

[astromoonies]

All the future spouse game asks have been answered!

Might open it again or do a different game in the near future. The semester ends next week so I'll have plenty of free time after that.

If you have any ideas of a game you'd like to participate in, feel free to leave your idea in my inbox/dms! Kpop headcanons are also open for requests at any time

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- Moonie 🌕

[neverchecking]

hello my dear <333 this is the same anon who sent in that bit about wild/sage and the paint xD you can call me 🌕 anon or moonie if you'd like :}

but!! if you want to hear more brain rot about the barbarian set or just my general LU brain rot I am MORE than happy to elaborate haha xD literally had to put my switch down the other day when the thought popped into my head because I was making my brain hurt with the amount of !!!!!#!@!!! that was going through it HAHA

cause there's SO many possibilities... like hear me out – putting the paint ON is fun and all and absolutely gets wild/sage all hot and bothered, but on the other hand, they've still got a battle to fight right? so they can't have too much fun ;) the others are still waiting to storm a camp of literal moblins or something HAHA

so!! I give you an alternate solution: rubbing the paint OFF >:D

I saw someone else talk about how the barbarian set is supposed to like 'bolster link's fighting spirit' or something,, yk make him a lil more primal if that makes sense, and that's all well and good when he's actually IN battle and doing what he does best xD BUT when the battle is finished,, where does all that adrenaline and primal feralness go??

whose gonna help him release all that 'fighting spirit' reader?? he's just got so much adrenaline built up :(( you just have to help him you know? ;)) he promises he'll treat you so good <3

SO imagine this,, the battle BARELY finishes before sage (idk this is giving me sage vibes now, I love that feral lil gremlin) is yanking you away and dragging you somewhere the others can't find you (of course you were nowhere near the battle itself, sage just can't bear anything happening to you <333 ) and he's tossing that helm away, knowing it will only get in his way – and then sage is pressing himself into you with a glint in his eyes that just makes reader's stomach do lil flip fops (cause I just KNOW that man would have such a feral lil smirk that would make me just MELT)

and he's asking you for help to get the paint off,, you helped him put it on, surely you can help him scrub it off! he's just so tired from fighting and wants your help ;))

"c'mon, love," he'd murmur, that deep lilt in his voice as he pulls you closer. "help me take care of this, hmm? I'll treat you so good – always do, don't I?"

so sage is grabbing reader's hand and pulling them into him with that smirk and dragging their fingers to his toned stomach, letting them graze the waistband of that cute lil skirt that the armor has (link has so many cute lil skirts in this game OFF TOPIC but noteworthy HAHA) and he's rubbing their hand against that purple handprint on his waist, watching with a grin as they rub their thighs together. when he dips their fingers down the waistband, letting them get a feel of his pretty v-line and soft skin, his head tilts back with a pretty sound (I just KNOW he sounds SO pretty when he moans - and he's SUCH a tease)

"yeah, just like that," sage would murmur when the paint smears onto your fingertips, taking the hand at his waist and pulling you back up to his level. "So good for me..."

he's got so much adrenaline he's so frenzied from the bonus that the set gives him, and he knows the perfect way to get all that craze released... if this method gets purple paint on your inner thighs from where he was just desperate to get you on his face – oh well...

oh how sage would love smearing that paint onto you when you're 'scrubbing it off'

when you and sage come back to the chain,, there's faint purple streaks on your fingers and smeared onto your thighs (and def not on your tummy from where he was pressed into you... no def not xD ) and wild gives sage THAT look and sage still has that lil feral gremlin smile back like yeah,, I did that >:D

(but don't worry, wild def plans his own revenge for later ;)) he's gotta even the score yk? )

🌕 ANON I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND QUITE WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME-

I'm hearing everyone out. Especially with my boy. ESPECIALLY with the barbarian armor. He's cursing Dink and everything he stands for for forcing him onto the front lines, but you bet the second he's off duty he's on Reader's ass.

The idea that the set just makes Sage even more Primal is so gfofnfnf You wouldn't think it possible! BUT IT IS

Great golden goddess I'm slobbering over this. I just know through it all Sage is treating you so well.

Because above all else, his focus is you. He's pinning you to the first tree he deams worthy and pulling whatever bottoms your wearing down, throwing your legs over his shoulder and going to town. Maybe he's pulling his cock out and stoking it a few times, maybe he's so focused on tonguing your opening he doesn't even care. All he knows is that he's got a purpose. A reason for breathing and he's fulfilling it. Maybe the Helm stays on only for something for Reader to hold onto.

When he's got at least one orgasm from reader, coating his lower chin in whatever, that's when he may let up, pinning them against the tree so their legs wrap around his waist. Then he's throwing the helm away. And he absolutely has this feral little smirk that makes your entire being just melt for him. You can't say no to this man.

So won't you help him?

"That's it sunshine," His hands circle around your hips before pulling you flush to his chest, the heat from his recent bout of exercise making the air around you smolten. "Just give yourself to me. Just like you always do."

He's guiding Reader's shaky fingers past his waistband (His little skirts have me BARKING), matching the marks already there. He's turning their hand and using it trace his already aching cock. And just when the first signs of hesitation break through, he's letting the prettiest moans slip through. He's quivering just enough to keep Reader hooked.

(Sage has the prettiest fucking moans. Like besides Sky and maybe Wars, it's Sage who's got the prettiest little noises. It's just getting them out of him that's the tricky part.)

"Goddess Divine," He would pant, watching purple smear your fingertips as your fingers curl around his shaft, slowly tugging once, twice, just to hear his gorgeous little whimpers. "Fuck- you're so good to me."

He's bucking into your hand like a virgin all over again, practically ripping himself away before he bursts only to spread your legs so prettily for him, sticking himself right between them. He's always loved marking you, but this takes it to a whole new level. There's no way you can hide this between now and the time it takes for you to get a bath.

(No definitely not. Just like there's no purple paint on ass from where he's placed two perfectly shaped hand onto the cheeks, Not at all.)

Wild is fuming in his spot, wiping his own makeup off with a towel like a normal person. But now that he knows what he can get away with, he's certainly looking for the next opportunity.

Perhaps they're wearing the armor a lot more often.

Maybe they take up a competition between the two of them :)) Just to see whose really the better option.

[majormoonie]

My name is Moonie! Im a minor, Audhd, and if you cant tell from my blog theme, I LOVE majormoon ☾ ⋆˙⟡

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Moongender, I go by luna/lunas, and moon/moons. If those are too much of a hassle to remember, I’m also okay with Xe/Xem

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Looking for majormoon friends, dont be afraid to DM me or leave an ask!! ✮

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DNI IF: You’re going to come on and complain. I headcanon pearl as a trans man. Homphobic, against fictionkins/irls, or transphobic. And all other basic dnis ♥️🩵

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[minty-bubblegum]

Et si je parlais continuellement français ? Que vas-tu faire à ce sujet ? Tu ne pourrais rien y faire si je le faisais

No clue what you're saying

[whspermy-name]

DON'T FORGET TO BRING 5 BUCKS TMR BC AT LUNCH WE BUY TICKETS FOR THE DANCE

OH SHIT I DONT HAVE ANY MONEY

[officialdaydreamer00]

what the honk am i seeing moony 🤨

[krenenbaker]

*breaks down ur door* GUESS WHO'S HERE

Anyways, mutual ask game 4 me please🥺

my door... (・-・)

anywho, here's your bingo, hun! ^w^

[minty-bubblegum]

You're lucky I did Ohio is for lovers instead of little things by good Charlotte bru it's like 5 words repeated hm hm 😋 I'm creative I have that 13 hour playlist filled with these songs pookie I'm hitting you up w it allll 😍😍

ICANT MAKE IT ON MY OWWWWWWWNNNNNNNNNNNNN BECOS MY HEART IS IN OHIOOOOOOOOOOO 💔

The moon was too stunned to speak