#remadora fics

[in-love-with-remus-lupin]

Are you open to help search for more fics?

There was one on fanfiction.net where Remus was the author of “hairy snout, human heart”, and wrote a sequel through which he proposed to Tonks.

No pressure, I know this is unsolicited! Thanks.

I'm always open. Bt I must warn you guys, I'm not very good at it...I'm the worst at remembering fic names even if I remember reading them most of the time...I've had to ask @celestemagnoliathewriter for help on more then one occasion...she's amazing at it... and I'll probably be dreadfully late at times....bt I can promise I'll try my best to find u the fic.

Now the fic....Its one of my favorite fics of all time... and I remember reading it twice in one go because I couldn't process how magnificent it was in one reading...its like a beautiful song that has to be played over and over again before I'm satisfied with it. I think I'll read it again.

The Hopes and Fears of All the Years By: MrsTater [@khaleesa ]

Words: 31,506

Chapters: 6

Summery: When Tonks finds a book she must read during a Christmas shopping trip with Remus, it affects their relationship over three Christmases.

Published: 2006-12-31

Completed: 2007-01-12

[just2bubbly]

ok hear me out, 'The Black Dog' is wolfstar coded and not just because of the literal connection with Sirius Black and his animagus but in general. The Dog is very obviously Sirius and the way she goes on building the first verse of long lost friendship and relationship- "I am someone who until recent events shared your secrets with" and that's easy to tell Sirius and Remus were one half of the Marauders and they were friends, lovers and obviously shared everything with each other. The location is the Marauder's Map and it could possibly be a memory that Sirius can't get out of his head while being in Azkaban that relates closely with Remus who is having the same flashback but at a bar or in a deep emotional capacity when he sees a black dog that reminds him of Siri. "She's too young to know this song" is Tonks (no offence to her but ye) the age gap is there, she was there when Sirius was alive and it was a visual representation of Remus choosing her above him. When Remus steals glances at Sirius when he thinks no one is seeing for 'old habits die screaming' and now he doesn't know what to do with this for he feels Sirius is too lost in despair. Post Azkaban Sirius is "moving through the world heartbroken" and with desires of having a friend in Remus if not a lover. "And it kills me, I don't understand"— is very clearly the chaotic mess inside Siri's head as he takes over his life after 13 years of imprisonment. "Now I wanna sell my house, and set fire to all my clothes," is perhaps the disdain with Grimmauld Palace and his past that he tried so hard to escape haunting him like a full circle. "This tail between your legs, you're leaving" is again his untimely death, too soon and a life too short with great regrets and glorious moments.

You can't tell me this song isn't about Sirius Black

[velvetwyrms]

[muffled laughing]

All I do is fawn over remus & tonks and draw them making out, which is basically 90% of my WIPs currently ahahaha. I just love them being so in love <3 Tonks fully dropped him 30 seconds later but don't worry remus was expecting it.

As always, click for better quality, please do not repost, reblogging stops my hours of work from dying in your like and lets others enjoy this too! <3

Honorary mentions: @black-occamy @celestemagnoliathewriter @in-love-with-remus-lupin @moonysdora

[thistlecatfics]

the grace unasked for by @leftsidedown (17k, T, Remadora)

What if… instead of going to Bill's after the Malfoy Manor, Harry and co. flee to Tonks' parents' house, where Remus and Tonks are hiding with Andromeda? How would Remus and the others react and handle this? Remember, Tonks is in her last trimester, her dad just died, she's still being hunted down by Bellatrix and everyone is in hiding, and suddenly Undesirable No 1 shows up with a tortured Hermione, former hostages and a dead house elf and his presence is now potentially threatening everyone's safety...

I LOVE a "what if this one small thing changed" concept which has both big ripples and also keeps the fundamentals the same - this fic is so deeply rooted in canon and canon characterizations which I just love. Each character (Andromeda, Remus, Tonks especially but also Harry, Ron, and Hermione) is portrayed with such deep flaws and strengths in a way that really honors their humanity.

This has one of my favorite Andromeda portrayals and includes one of my favorite headcanons -

"A memory came flooding back. The letter she'd desperately mailed off: your little boy, your Draco, he must be one now? You must understand, then, dearest sister, I am begging not for myself, only for my daughter. Everything I know, anything I can do—She let herself fall back against the cool wall, and cast her eyes blankly upwards. Ted. I promise, I will protect the only piece of you left to me."

The fic left me with no coherent thoughts but just this deep and echoing respect for grief and purpose and devotion and connection.

For @hprecfest <3

[llead4u]

Let’s pretend the two are looking at each other pls😭

[heyjude19-writing]

Your recent drarry fic was such a highlight for my Mondays!! And it made me a drarry believer (or reader lol) and I thank you for opening my eyes to this wonderful fandom! I would love any and all fluff, domestic drarry, nottpott, ronsy, and dramione fics that you have enjoyed or heard good things about. I’m currently researching Tonks and Remus fanfiction, and I hyped for the coming weekend and all my readings😂😂😂 hope you are doing well and happy belated birthday

aww anon, thank you for the birthday wishes and appreciation for my fic, i miss it so much already. mondays are just mondays now, ew.

and ooooh anon. i'm literally just a pile of fic recs in a trench coat, so here you go, links to all my recent rec lists by ship:

dramione

drarry starter guide II part 2 II part 3

ronsy

i dont have a post specific to nottpott but here are my faves: -Rendezvous Receipts -Chaperones -Proper Pronunciation (self-rec) And I have read exactly one remus/tonks (im more of a wolfstar girlie) but i did enjoy this one: Flying Colours

happy reading anon!

[not-rab]

Remus: Sirius why are there holes on the bathroom's walls?

Sirius: ...i saw a spider

Remus: and...?

Sirius: the mf beast started S W I N G I N G

[celestemagnoliathewriter]

when will you start posting wed the witches?

Good question, anon! I was hoping to get this new marriage law story posted when I'm done with it. I'm thinking it will be 50k ish? I'm about 10k words in!

How about a snippet to tide you over? This story's going to be told from alternating Remus and Tonks POVs!

Remus sat back and thought of the weekend ahead. If it wasn’t for Lily and Amelia, he would’ve had to work on Saturday and Sunday. Peter had whined about working the whole weekend and missing time with his son. In the end, James, Sirius, and Peter decided to take turns, so that Peter would only be alone on Sunday morning, when James would be dropping off Harry at King’s Cross for his first year at Hogwarts. Sirius insisted on seeing his godson off, but he would return to the shop as soon as he could to help Peter. 

Remus would be at his cottage with his new wife and trying to get to know her, if she let him. 

“Do you have dress robes?” asked Lyall. He came downstairs with a velvet box in his hand. 

“Lily ordered them for me. They’ll be ready by Thursday. She and Amelia, Sirius’s wife, are working on my cottage as we speak.”

“Working?”

“Lily suggested a few changes to make it homier for a witch. Amelia had the idea to put in some plants and decorations that would make it feel like the Hufflepuff common room.”

“That’s generous of them.”

Remus shrugged. He’d thought his cottage was in fine shape. It needed some cleaning, which he was happy to do himself, but Lily suggested more ‘feminine’ touches and Amelia joined in with florals and greenery. 

“Have you thought of what you’ll do after the wedding?”

“. . . no?”

“You might want to invite her parents over for tea. They would appreciate that, I’m sure.” Lyall slid the box across the table. “I’ll offer to take us out for lunch.”

“You don’t have to—”

“It’s a good idea to put our best foot forward.”

“You mean to show them that I’m not a monster who will eat their only daughter?” 

“Remus, even if you weren’t—” Lyall shook his head. “Even if you weren’t infected, we’d still want to make a good first impression.”

[remuslupinfest]

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[evesaintyves]

💘 and 😭 for the fic recs please!

thanks @pocket-lilacs !

💘 A fic you couldn't stop reading once you started

pluto by @bikelock28. i think i read all 80-something chapters (at the time) in, like, a weekend. it was the first remadora fic i actually really vibed with and parts of it still definitely live rent-free in my head.

😭 A fic that ripped your heart out (but it hurt so good)

i have two recent ones for this

safe in the fold by @welsh-green, a scene between molly and harry around the first postwar christmas. it's such a loving look at that relationship and the way molly and harry are both surrogates for each other, especially in the wake of fred's death. her molly and the way she grieves in this story reminded me so much of my own mother

beasts by @whinlatter. i'm not all the way caught up on this fic yet but the end of chapter 5 made me sit there with my heart dripping down the inside of my chest for a few minutes. i won't spoil anything other than to say it's ginny weasley's POV of the first postwar year of hogwarts. it's such a great fic in general, really sophisticated and full of all these beautiful character moments, you should just read it.

fic rec ask game

[broomsticks]

posted a two-part pride rec list over at dreamwidth (follow the links for full reccer’s notes). various queer themes including identity exploration, coming out, and related social/societal issues. there’s light to heavy angst in most of these, but all have a happy/hopeful ending. 🌈

Modern Muggle AUs

Time and Love by justtoarguewithyou // Hermione/Oliver // 6.8k, G. College/University AU, Self-Discovery, Getting Together

Love & Blowjobs & Other Sacred Things by BrujaBanter // Wolfstar & Jily // 77k, E. Preacher Remus, Priest Sirius, Former LDS/Mormon James, Hijabi Lily, Explicit Sexual Content, Priest Kink, Catholicism Is Inherently Kinky Fight Me

Discards by @picascribit // Wolfstar & Jily // 76k, M. Librarian AU, Trans Sirius Black, Latino!Remus, Japanese-American!Sirius, Black!James, Jewish!Lily, Homelessness, HIV/AIDS, Drug Use, Sex Work

Dragons Don't Know Paradise by @teacup-tai // Drarry & Wolfstar // 51k, E. Falling In Love, they meet online, Wolfstar raising Harry, HIV+ Remus, Angst and Hurt/Comfort.

Have Time To Grow by Queer_and_trashy // Wolfstar // 31k, E. Professor Remus, Poet Sirius, Trans Sirius, Dom Remus/Sub Sirius, deeply deeply queer, because fuck jkr

Midday Train to London by xinasvoice // Wolfstar, Prongsfoot, Jily // 24k, E. Muggle AU, introduction to the BDSM/kink community, introduction to polyamory

Magical Queerness

Play Me Like A Love Song by @writcraft // Wilhelmina Grubbly-Plank/Minerva McGonagall // 68k, E. Queer Awakening, Stone Butch, Coming Out, Families of Choice, Drag King, Self-Discovery

Rosmerta's Special Brew by @lumosatnight // Rosmerta/Andromeda // 6k, T. Queer Themes, Queer Characters (so many), 5+1 Things, Coming Out, Fluff

burning brightly by malapropism // Rolfluna // 15k, NR. Parent-Child Relationship, Family Dynamics, Character Study, Aromantic Luna Lovegood

Knotweed by @turanga4 // Poppy/Pomona // 2.3k, T. Canon compliant, missing moment, older lesbians, past relationship

Dating the System Isn't Very Punk Rock by flibbertygigget // Kingsley/Snape // 7k, M. post-DH canon divergence, Community Organizing, Anarchism, Punk, Transfem Snape, Genderfluid Kingsley

Smoke and Mirrors by RuinsPlume // Remadora, endgame Tonks/Ginny // 38k, E. Butch Tonks, nonbinary Tonks, bisexual Remus, polyamory negotiations, Remadora raising Teddy, queer het

The Bent by @ebparentheses // Wolfstar & F/F Jily // 40k, E. No-Voldemort canon divergence, Friends to Lovers, Queer History, Queer Art, obscenity laws, queer solidarity

The Mirror Lied by tryslora // F/F Draco/Hermione // 1.8k, M. Post-Hogwarts, EWE, Transfem Draco Malfoy, Gender Exploration

[in-love-with-remus-lupin]

hello! wondering if you can help. In search of two different remadora ficus that take place during the deathly hallows.

First one: somehow the golden trio spills their last bit of poly juice so they take tonks with them to gringotts disguised as bellatrix.

Second one: the golden trio and co crashes with lupin tonks and andromeda instead of at shell cottage.

Pretty sure these were both on ao3 but could be wrong. Just thought I'd ask... don't worry if u dont know... I could just be crazy... thank you!!!

Hay anon...Thanks for the ask...I'm always very happy to see people taking an interest in Remadora and always happy to help

Now for the fics... didn't need to find the 2nd one, cz I just read it about a month ago (and absolutely loved it)

bt the 1st one was was very hard to find, I clearly remembered reading the summery bt not the name ...I've been looking for it for last 3 days with no results.....and then I had the pull out the bug gun - the lovely @celestemagnoliathewriter ..... I ask her if she knew what fic it was and it turns out to be her own fic 👇🏻 😂😂😂

The Last Leg of the Journey By: celestemagnoliathewriter

Words: 2790

Chapters: 1

Summary: Set during the Deathly Hallows. When the last bit of Polyjuice Potion is spilled at Shell Cottage just before Harry, Hermione, and Ron try to break into Gringotts, they enlist the help of the next best lookalike: Metamorpmagus Nymphadora Tonks. With a clumsy Auror at their side, will they still be able to break in and out of Gringotts for the Hufflepuff Cup Horcrux undetected?

Content warning: some violence, non-graphic injuries

Published: 2022-06-25

Completed: 2022-06-25

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The grace unasked for By: leftsidedown [@broomsticks]

Words: 17511

Chapters: 3

Summary: What if… instead of going to Bill's after the Malfoy Manor, Harry and co. flee to Tonks' parents' house, where Remus and Tonks are hiding with Andromeda?

How would Remus and the others react and handle this? Remember, Tonks is in her last trimester, her dad just died, she's still being hunted down by Bellatrix and everyone is in hiding, and suddenly Undesirable No 1 shows up with a tortured Hermione, former hostages and a dead house elf and his presence is now potentially threatening everyone's safety..

Published: 2022-04-14

Completed: 2022-04-14

[impishtubist]

Blackbolt with a third?

Okay, first of all, the ship name is Starking 😂 I know a bunch of R*madoras got their hands on this ship and named it Blackbolt (and they only ship it in the first place because it leaves Remus single, which means they can ship him with Tonks, even though he is gay and that makes no sense. Sirius can be taken and Remus can still be gay!)

ANYWAY I do think Sirius/Kingsley/Remus or Sirius/Kingsley/Bill during OOTP would be interesting. Or Sirius/Kingsley/James during/after Hogwarts. Maybe Sirius/Frank/Kingsley during the First War would be interesting, or Sirius/Kingsley/either of the Prewetts.

Honestly, you could just about convince me of anything. Even Sirius/Kingsley/Marlene or something, because Sirius Black is a bi king, as we all know. Oooooh maybe even Sirius/Kingsley/Fleur during OOTP? Hold on, I gotta page @arliedraws for this one--

[saintsenara]

written for day 13 of @remadoramicrofics, for the prompt bones.

There was whisky in the sideboard.

It was Muggle whisky. Dad’s. From some distillery in the middle of nowhere in the Outer Hebrides, sold in Harrods and delivered by Uncle Tony every Christmas in wrapping paper printed with snowmen scrabbled from the bargain bin at Woolworth’s.

It was used exclusively for celebration. For the days you wanted to preserve in amber; the days when dad was pink-cheeked and roaring with laughter, and mum was tipsy and willing to regale them both with ridiculous stories from her childhood, instead of keeping all of it locked up in some secret place they could never reach from their little suburban house. It was whisky you toasted with, and tossed back on New Year’s Eve, and looked the other way about when your daughter and her best mate got pissed as newts on it the day their OWL results came, and Jade was sick in the bin and she was sick in mum’s hydrangeas.

It was whisky for joy.

That was, perhaps, why it hadn’t been opened the day she’d announced she was married.

There was stubble on Remus’ chin, its brown - mousy, rather than wolfy - flecked with grey. His face was growing sharper; he was no giddy newlywed, content to grow fat on his loving wife’s cooking now he’d left his bachelor days behind him. His wife could cook nothing more sophisticated than supernoodles, could do nothing more than press kisses to hollowing cheeks, to the angular juncture where the jawbone meets the neck, as if to say, let me warm you up, since I cannot make you any fatter, I can at least make you warm.

‘Did you find him?’ she asked, and it shocked her to hear that her voice was so small, as if something of it had been left in the night skies, caught by a Death Eater’s curse.

Remus shook his head. His temples were grey too, and she cursed herself for not being able to coax colour back into them. Love should have done that. It had for her, had turned her back into the rainbow-lustered creature who looked so wrong in mum’s neat living room, with its doilies and its aspidistra. Her childhood had been one of scolding, for chocolatey fingers on the chintzy arms of chairs and the coffee table broken when she tripped and fell over it.

‘Hagrid upended the entire lounge,’ mum had sniffed, when she’d returned - shaking and weary-eyed - from the Burrow. That could be easily translated, provided you were fluent in Andromeda Tonks, to Nymphadora, I’m so frightened.

‘Yeah, well, he’s massive, isn’t he?’ she had replied. That meant your sister tried to kill me. You have the same eyes.

And then she had sat in the dark, a mug of tea untouched before her, the milk turning to scum as it cooled. Her thoughts were nothing more coherent than flashes. Of green light. Of the set of Bill’s jaw, knotty scars running down it. Of Muggle towns twinkling below her like stars. Of the wobble in Mad-Eye’s jowls they all used to tease him about - on the easy days in the office, before there had been a war on - formed by the ready supply of chocolate biscuits in the staff kitchen. Of the way his face had been clenched - in the way you had to know him well to notice, but which, if you did, you knew meant he was worried - just before they’d risen from the ground into armageddon.

Almost as if he’d been expecting it.

She had sat, a picture-reel flickering in her mind, and waited for the scrape of a key in the door and the weary trudge of a man who should have been too young to be weary. Who should have bounced across the threshold to meet her, a bridegroom desperate to get home to his bride.

‘Did you find him?’

Remus shook his head. He was thin. When they lay in bed together, she could run her fingers up each bump in his spine, across each rib, along the hollows of his hip bones. Like an explorer, searching for something lovely in a wasteland, for a place where the sun shone upon pale stone. For a place where she could be the sun. Let me warm you up.

‘No,’ he said, and his voice was hoarse. He had obviously used up all the vigour he possessed to yell at Harry.

He walked to the sideboard and took out the whisky. Because he didn’t know that it wasn't the time to drink it, that it wasn't the booze they brought out in times of mourning. Because he was a stranger to the house, and that was why there was tension in every bone of mum’s hands when she passed him his morning coffee at their sunny little breakfast table, and that was why she looked at Tonks as though she had brought doom into their perfect world.

That’s vampires, mum. You don’t have to worry about inviting werewolves in, she had thought. What she had said was, ‘stop being so fucking prejudiced.’

‘Your father is making plans to flee,’ mum had replied, matter-of-factly, as if she said such things every day. ‘When the Dark Lord takes over. It will not be safe for him to remain here, not when there will be two wanted paramilitaries living in the house.’ She stirred a spoon through her tea, clinking it against the side of the mug. ‘We were left alone by him last time, of course. We kept our heads down. But you and Remus have put paid to that.’

And, for once, there had been no second meaning.

‘No,’ he said. He poured the whisky into a glass, his thin fingers tight around it, as though he was hoping it would shatter and rip through his flesh to the bone. He tossed his drink back. ‘No. The Death Eaters probably got there first.’

‘Oh.’

A muscle ticked in his jaw. She wanted to kiss him, to cup his face with her hands, to graze her teeth across his stubble and make him forget. She wanted to make him warm, to make him say that he loved her, to lie down with him and count the ladder of his vertebrae, and ignore for a few tender hours the fact that their days were running out. She wanted to pretend that their number had not become one fewer that night.

‘I’m going to bed,’ he said.

He pressed a kiss - lips closed and tight - to her cheekbone. And his skin was cold from his futile toil in the night air.

[thistlecatfics]

poppies in october by (M, 19k, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Lily, Remus/Tonks)

(It had become, finally, inevitable.)

I am emotional and in pain in the best way possible. Oh! This is why I love them. The ache at the end (the planting photo symbology! oh!) and the interweaving story structure - wow wow wow. I saved a few quotes I loved, and by a "few" I mean "a lot" and by "quotes" I mean "big chunks."

This fic! This fic this fic! Leftsidedown keeps rec'ing it and I have finally gotten around to reading it, and oh! It's got that old school fandom literary angst vibe which I love. There's something indulgent and rich in the writing (the stylistic choices, the literary references), which feels so appropriate for indulging in angst in this ship in this fandom at this time (after all these years?). But paired with Remus's especially tendency towards understatement, it never feels like too much. Something about this fic feels like rich, nutritious soil. (maybe it's the planting photos thing echoing in my head?)

This fucking ship! It's a ship manifesto and a brilliant one <3

"(What he also never said, and Sirius never quite caught, was: Nearly everyone I love is a wizard or witch.  How far can I wander and still be valued, remembered, welcomed home.)"

[llead4u]

I just know that James, Sirius and Lily were screaming at Remus from the afterlife