#sirius x remus

[my-castles-crumbling]

soulmate au - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 308

He'd tried not to believe it. When James insisted that his crush was not unrequited; that there was something deeper there. It was impossible. He didn't deserve it.

But it was still surreal, on his seventeenth birthday, when Sirius passed him the marmalade and suddenly the soulmark on Remus's forearm started stinging.

It was almost too good to be true. It was too good to be true.

Because Sirius was straight. So that meant...

He dropped the marmalade and fled.

Every wizard knew that soulmarks didn't react until you were seventeen. So Remus had, for years, be forcing himself not to hope that his would sting and take shape the moment Sirius touched him after he came of age. Especially since Sirius hadn't said a word to him after his own birthday. He'd been completely normal. Hooked up with McKinnon, even.

But as he fled the hall, he heard Sirius's own voice call after him, and with the injuries sustained by his transformations, he was unable to run too far. "Go away, Pads. M'fine," he murmured, turning away from Sirius, who quickly caught up.

But Sirius's response wasn't what he thought it would be. "It happened to you, too, didn't it?" he asked, his voice full of tentative hope.

Remus turned around. "Too?"

"Merlin, I thought. I was so scared we wouldn't be a match. That maybe you didn't care for me like I care for you," Sirius mumbled, eyes roving over Remus's body, searching. "But James said it's pretty fucking obvious, with how you act and how it looks-" he cut himself off to lift his shirt, revealing the small outline of a wolf on his ribs. Sirius's soulmark.

Silently, Remus rolled up his sleeve to reveal the unmistakable shape of a paw print. "Sirius, I-"

"Fuck. Thank Merlin," Sirius laughed, grabbing him and kissing him soundly.

[ellecdc]

Hiii :) I saw your requests tips and saw that you didn't write for dub/non con and I don't know if this count as one so just feel free to not respond!

So reader is in a relationship with the Marauders and is starting to randomly think about a past SA and realise this was SA only now bc her brain has been blocking the memory and information. She tells the boys (and maybe Barty idk) about it after sometime of overthinking it and self blaming so it's just like super fluff at the end <3

(it's my personal experience but if you don't feel comfortable writing about it just feel free to ignore it :). Sorry for the bad orthograph english isn't my first language 🫶🏻)

first of all - your English is fucking fantastic (and you know more words than I do - I had to look up what an orthograph was) secondly, I turned this into more of a conversation between reader and her ship. and for plot purposes this became poly!wolfstar - hope that's okay!

poly!wolfstar x fem!reader who opens up about past SA

CW: discusses themes of sexual consent, inebriation, and SA. Describes past SA and abusive relationships. Describes drunkeness, alcohol, and drinking. viewer discretion is advised.

You could tell it was taking Sirius a lot of effort to appear to be too fussed over Lily, James, and Regulus at the end of the party, but he pretended to gag every time anything even remotely romantic or sexual was brought up about his brother.

“What do you think happens when they go home, Pads?” Remus muttered quietly, causing Sirius to slap his hands against his ears.

“Would you shut up, Moons? I am not interested in hearing about my brother’s sexual habits, thank you.”

Unfortunately for Sirius, Lily didn’t get the memo. 

“Are we le-leaving!?” She shrieked through a hiccup as James held most of her weight up against his side and Regulus gathered her purse and shoes she’d since lost.

“Yes sweets; we’re gonna get you to bed.” James said quietly.

A salacious smirk took over Lily’s face as she tried (and failed) to grab James by the chin. “To bed, hm?”

Regulus snorted, though no one missed the blush that dusted his cheeks. “To sleep, Lils.”

Lily groaned dramatically and seemed to go ‘no bones’ in James' grip as he grunted and tried to keep her from hitting the ground. “Why not.”

“Because you smell like you bathed in a bottle of schnapps, sweetheart.” James placated.

“So?” Lily grumbled though acquiesced to helping James keep her up right. “We can even do that thing you like.” She tried to sing sensually, but her efforts were in vain as every other word came out slurred. 

Sirius grumbled causing James to blush. 

“Not tonight, angel. We’ll cuddle, okay?”

Lily scoffed and turned her sights onto Regulus. “You agree with me, right? Right Reggie? You agree- you agree with me?”

“Almost always.” Regulus agreed quickly, offering Lily his arm as to share her weight with James. “Just not tonight, my love.”

“You guys are no fun.” Lily whined as she allowed her two boyfriends to usher her out of Remus and Sirius’ shared flat.

Unfortunately for Sirius, no one missed Regulus leaning into Lily’s hair and promising that “they’d have lots of fun tomorrow to make up for it.”

“I hate them all.” Sirius grumbled with no real malice as he stood and made his way over to you before offering you both of his hands. “What do you say, dollface? Ready for bed too?”

Remus answered ‘yes’ as you accepted Sirius’ help up which sparked a debate between the two of them whether or not Remus could be considered ‘dollface’ to which you secretly agreed that yes he could but ultimately refused to participate in such nonsense.

You got ready for bed in a haze as you replayed Regulus, James, and Lily’s conversation in your head. You weren’t sure what exactly you were so stuck on, but something about the exchange caused something deep within your gut to churn unpleasantly. 

“You feeling alright, dovey?” Remus asked gently, pressing a kiss to your hairline as you reentered their bedroom after washing your face, carrying your toiletries with you so as not to hog the bathroom.

Sirius (and Remus) had been begging you to spend your nights here with them nearly since the very beginning of your relationship, but you argued that you did not want to pay rent for a flat you never saw. 

He then started nagging you to give up the lease on your flat and just “sodding move in with them already”, but it still felt a little too fresh for that.

So, you spent most nights (but not all) at their flat; living out of duffle bags and toiletry bags.

You hummed in confirmation to Remus’ question, moving towards the mirror above Sirius’ dresser to finish your skincare routine as Remus took his turn with the washroom.

“You sure, sweetness? You’ve been awfully quiet tonight; did you have fun?” Sirius continued as he went digging through what you knew to be Remus’ drawers searching for Sirius’ favourite shirt which was really Remus’ shirt but no one bothered to argue with the black-haired boy…anymore.

“I had fun.” You agreed, massaging product into your face.

“Uh huh.” Sirius commented, not sounding at all convinced as he came up behind you and hooked his chin over your shoulder; watching as you completed your nightly routine through the mirror. “You had so much fun and that’s why you look like Moony when he can’t figure out one of those crosswords in the Daily Prophet?”

You chuckled softly, but something in your lack of enthusiasm (or your lack of disdain) for his joke seemed to tip him off. 

“What’s going on in here, hm?” He asked as he pressed a kiss to your temple. 

“I just…” You started, sighing as you made yourself busy by tidying up your belongings and refusing to make eye contact with him. “I’ve just been thinking about Reg, James, and Lily’s conversation.”

That caused a dramatic groan to rip through Sirius’ chest as he leaned his forehead against your shoulder.

“What now?” Remus asked jokingly as he returned from the washroom. 

“She’s thinking about Regulus, James, and Lily in bed.” Sirius accused; voice muffled in the fabric of your sleepwear. 

You scoffed defensively, claiming you were “absolutely not” at the same time Remus commented “aren’t we all” which started a very loud bickering match between your two boyfriends. 

The arguing only ceased when Remus “swore on his mother’s life” that Sirius was “by far the superior Black brother.” 

Placated, Sirius turned his sights back to you as you sat on the edge of the bed. “So, what were you really thinking about their conversation?”

Remus, having walked in with only enough time to rile Sirius up, popped his head up at that. “Everything alright, dove?”

You sighed as you turned to face them. “I was just confused, I guess.” You admitted. “I think…Lily was hoping to have sex tonight?”

Sirius groaned again which earned him a swat from Remus who seemed to pick up on some of the tension radiating through your body.

“Yes…I’d agree.” Remus responded carefully.

“And Reg and James said no?”

Sirius’ head tilted at that as he considered you with furrowed brows. “Well, of course, doll. She was drunk.” He said simply, as if that explained it all. 

“So…they wouldn’t have sex with her because she was drunk?” You clarified.

The boys shared a glance with one another before they each took a seat on the bed, prompting you to turn your body so you were all facing each other.

“So, all parties have to be able to consent, right?” Remus started. 

You nodded quickly at that. 

“But when one party is inebriated or under the influence, they can’t consent.” Sirius continued.

You felt your eyebrows twitch as you looked down at the pattern on your bed spread. “Even though she was asking?”

“She wasn’t in her right mind, dove.” Remus explained gently; eyes full of compassion and, perhaps, some sadness. “She may have woken up tomorrow and not remembered anything, or perhaps worse, regretted something. It’s Regulus and James’ jobs to keep her safe, just like I’m sure she keeps them safe when the roles are reversed.”

And now you could understand why their conversation seemed to catch you so off guard. 

“You’re so pretty like this; drunk and all mine.”

“Have a few more; we always have more fun when you let loose.”

“But…I’m really tired.” “All you’ve got to do is lay there - I’ll do all the work.”

“You don’t remember last night? That’s too bad; I won’t be forgetting that any time soon.”

“You’re such a good little whore for me when you’ve had a few too many.” 

You hadn’t realised you had zoned out of the conversation until Sirius was leaning into your field of vision. “You okay, sweets?”

“Yeah.” You said breathlessly before clearing your throat. “No, sorry. I’m fine.”

“Why were you asking?” Remus queried; tone hardening slightly, alerting you to the fact that he smelled trouble. 

“I was just wondering.” You fibbed.

“You know we would do the same, right?” Sirius asked earnestly. “That we have done the same for you.”

“You have?”

“Yes, my love.” Remus whispered. “Always.”

You nodded and looked back down at the bedspread. “Okay.”

“Y/N.” Sirius called with a certain level of severity; though you detected no anger or frustration in his tone. “Why were you asking?” He repeated Remus’ earlier question after your gaze met his imploring silver eyes. 

You quickly looked down at your hands as you began picking at the hangnails around your fingers. “I was just confused; that has not always been my experience.” You admitted quietly; shame coursing through your body as you digested this new information.

The room was quiet for a moment as Remus shuffled scrupulously closer to you. “No?” He whispered; voice intoned with a level of gentleness you weren’t accustomed to hearing. 

You began to feel all sorts of discomfort at the heavy attention being focused on you in the room. “It was usually quite the opposite.” You joked; voice rising to a higher octave in an attempt to make light of the situation as you pulled back the covers and made to retreat to the relative safety of the boys’ bed. 

“Whoa, whoa. What does that mean?” Sirius implored, earning him a gentle warning “Pads” from Remus.

“I’m sorry.” You placated, still uncomfortable with this heavy atmosphere you seem to have blanketed over what had been a really nice evening. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“No, I-” Sirius began, cutting himself off and taking a breath you could tell was an attempt to calm himself down. He shuffled closer to you and wrapped his hand around one of your ankles through the blanket as he rubbed soothing circles against it. “You can always talk about anything with us; it’s important that we talk about these things, yeah?”

“Only if you’re comfortable, of course.” Remus mollified. “But I do agree with Sirius; if you’re comfortable, I think it’s good for us to talk about these things.” 

“It was just my last relationship.” You admitted finally. “He didn’t…agree - with the consent thing, that is.”

Remus’ lips pursed as Sirius’ jaw tightened. 

“He’d sleep with you when you were drunk?” Remus asked cautiously. 

“Yeah.” You agreed half-heartedly, picking at your nail beds. “Or encourage me to drink more so…”

Remus let out a sigh and you could tell Sirius was fighting back the urge to grumble. 

“I’m sorry,” You offered again. “I really didn’t mean to bring all this up, I just-”

“I really, really don’t want you to apologise anymore.” Sirius nearly begged. 

“I don’t understand how someone could do that.” Remus mused aloud. “To anyone; and someone they claimed to love?”

You mistook Remus’ rhetorical question for an actual need for clarification. “He said I was more fun; that I’d try things I wouldn’t normally.”

Sirius did finally let out an angry huff and his fingers stilled on your ankle. “Who?”

“You don’t know him.” You countered quickly, bringing your knees up to your chest and wrapping your arms around them as you rested your chin on your knees. 

“Lucky him.” Sirius muttered darkly as Remus shifted closer to you. 

“I’m sorry dove.” He offered quietly; holding out his hand to you in a silent invitation. You accepted it, and as you gave him your hand, he gently encouraged you over to him until you were cradled in his arms.

“I didn’t tell you to be sorry.” You murmured quietly as Remus began pressing kisses to the raw and reddened skin around your fingers you hadn’t realised you had nearly shredded in your tension. 

“I know you didn’t.” He whispered. “I’m still sorry, anyhow.”

“I think it’s nice… that the boys were looking after Lily.”

Remus hummed in agreement though he still looked particularly disturbed.  

“That’s their job.” Sirius supplied, causing you and Remus to turn your heads towards your boyfriend whose eyes were red and shining with unshed tears.

“Sirius.” You murmured miserably.

“Just like it’s our job to look after you.” He continued as if you hadn’t said anything at all.

“And you do.” You agreed.

Sirius huffed and wiped at his face. “I hate to think of you being hurt or…or taken advantage of when I wasn’t there to help you.”

Remus made a pitiful sound at that. 

“You didn’t even know me then, Siri.” You offered, half teasing and half placating. 

“She’s alright, Sirius.” Remus comforted. “She’s got us. You’ll be okay now, yeah?”

And you thought of your boys now; you thought of Sirius near tears thinking of someone taking advantage of you during a time you hadn’t even known him, you thought of Remus currently cradling you like you were a precious thing he feared losing if he didn’t hold you with the utmost care, and you thought of their friends - the kind of people who they surrounded themselves with and had the same morals as they did.

Yeah…you think you might just be okay now.

[daddiesdrarryy]

Sirius: Oh, my god, Moony, look at this sweater and blanket. It’s so cool that you still live with your grandmother!

Remus: I live alone, Pads. This is my stuff

Remus: I like quilts

Sirius: Stop…each sentence is getting sadder

[lulublack90]

Prompt 27 - Soulmate AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 27, word count 353

“You two are so mushy it’s making me sick,” Peter said to Remus and Sirius as they whispered to each other on the sofa. 

“Ah, you’re just jealous, Pete. Wish you had yourself a bloke as sweet and fit as my Remus.” Sirius barked out a laugh, dragged Remus onto his lap and rubbed the tips of their noses together. 

“If you’re going to do that, then I’m going to find James.”  Peter gathered his books and walked out of their flat, slamming the door behind him. 

“Did you have to goad him, Sirius?” Remus sighed, snuggling into his boyfriend’s chest. 

“We weren’t even doing anything,” Sirius scoffed. “It’s not like I was undressing you in full view of him.”

“Sirius, you were professing your undying love for me in front of Peter, who is yet to find his soulmate.” Remus tried to explain. 

“Aww, you think I’m your soulmate.” Sirius batted his long eyelashes at Remus and leaned in to steal a kiss. “And what pray tell makes you think that?” He asked, genuinely wanting to know. 

Remus thought about it for a moment, then answered.

“You bring me food.”

“So that’s the big main criteria for the person who completes you, food?” Sirius had to bite his tongue to stop himself from laughing. 

“Food I like.” Remus protested. “And, you always make sure my phone is charged when I forget and look after me when I’m ill. You buy me books and chocolate and—”

“Remus, you’re just describing your mum.” Sirius snickered at him this time. “Come on, what else? What makes me your soulmate over being your mother?” 

“You light up my whole world, Sirius. You make me feel safe and happy. That’s how I know we’re soulmates. That and you always give me the last Rolo.” Remus blushed. 

“Ah, there it is, the real reason you keep me around, damn Rolo’s.” Sirius held Remus close and thought about that ring that was burning a hole in the back of his wardrobe as he came up with the perfect way to propose and, yes, it did involve a last Rolo. 

[vomits0cutely]

Remus “I can’t love you, anymore” Lupin.

Sirius “I can’t love you any more” Black.

[lijeuxs]

Sirius: "it's just me and my bike against the world"

Remus, in the distance: "what the fuck about me????"

[binvibin]

constantly on the brink of breaking down over marauders canon

[number1abbasupporter]

my weakness is im a multi shipper until we’re talking about wolfstar….

[iloveolivegarden]

Sirius and Remus as the arguing scene in When Harry Met Sally

Sirius: why can’t we get past this? I mean are we going to carry this around forever?

Remus: forever? It just happened!

Sirius: it happened three weeks ago

Sirius: you know how a year to a person is like seven years to a dog?

Remus: yes?

Sirius: …

Remus: is one of us supposed to be a dog in this scenario?

Sirius: yes

Remus who is the dog?

Sirius: you are

Remus: I am? I am the dog?

Remus: I don’t see that Sirius, if anybody is the dog you’re the dog! You want to act like what happened didn’t mean anything.

Sirius: I’m not saying it “didn’t mean anything”I’m saying why does it have to mean everything?

Remus: because it does!

[aidyaiden]

bought earrings even tho i dont have my ears pierced simply because one is a star and the other is a moon 🫡

[my-castles-crumbling]

Flushed - A Wolfstar Microfic

Based on a post by @lilyystarr ; Explicit- Minors DNI!

He couldn't tear his eyes away.

In the back of his head he knew he probably shouldn't stare. They were so new, this was the first time they were doing anything more than a good snog, he was afraid to scare the other man off.

But how could he not stare when Remus looked like that? Made those noises?

Sirius traced his fingers everywhere, over thick, muscular thighs and across bony hips, watching as Remus closed his eyes and bit his lip, his cheeks becoming flushed.

Then, without really thinking about it, he grabbed the naked cock in front of him.

Remus's cock was large, reddened from arousal, already leaking, like it was begging to be touched. And when Sirius held it is his palm, Remus let out the quietest little sound, muffled by the way he worried at his lip.

"Fuck. Remus, you're so..." Sirius whispered, mesmerized by the sight of Remus spread out before him, eyes wide and wanting.

"S'embarassing," Remus mumbled, tilting his hips just a little as Sirius tightened his fist, "I - ah - I dunno why you're looking at me like that."

"Because you're fucking hot," Sirius returned, starting to slowly move his hand up and down Remus's cock. And he was. Sirius wanted to stare for ages, to make this go for as long as possible, so he could commit this image of Remus to memory. This perfect picture of the man he'd pined after for so long, spread out before him, slowly unravelling.

"You...you like it?" Remus asked after a moment, his voice hoarse, but his eyes widening.

"Yes," Sirius nodded, his hand moving faster, eyes glued on the minute movements of Remus's hips. "Fucking gorgeous, Moony. Seeing you like this. Because- because of me."

Remus let out a moan that Sirius wanted to replay a thousand times, that he would hear again and again in his most intimate dreams. "Yes, baby. For you," he groaned, closing his eyes, his entire chest flushing pink.

"D'you..." Sirius whispered a few minutes later, still mesmerized. "Can you...will you come for me? Come on me?"

It was like he'd said the magic words, because suddenly Remus was painting Sirius's fist, letting out the most erotic sound Sirius had ever heard. And Sirius stared, open-mouthed, as Remus threw his head back, utterly in bliss. He wanted to make sculptures of this man.

When Remus calmed and Sirius's hand stilled, and Sirius didn't think he could love him any more, Remus then opened his eyes and grinned. "Your turn, love."

[whydousernamesevenexist]

@wolfstarmicrofic 27th April: Soulmate AU

Word count: 447

AU: soulmate, non-magic/Muggle, modern

"Top marks, too?" That is the sentence written on Sirius's wrist in a messy handwriting.

It's his soulmark. Those are supposed to be the first words his soulmate says to him.

Soulmate. The one person in the world who is supposed to love him unconditionally. Sure, it is possible to fall in love with someone who is not your soulmate. It's also possible to not fall in love with your soulmate even if you meet them.

But can you blame Sirius for being a hopeless romantic? His family didn't love him. They were always cold to him, caring only about his success at school.

So Sirius clinged to the hope of his soulmate loving him and caring about him.

If Sirius's soulmark had been anything else, Walburga would've discouraged her son from wishing for a soulmate, but in this case, Sirius, in hopes of finding his soulmate as soon as possible, has poured his souls into his studies.

Sirius is sixteen, sent to a boarding school away from his best friend James, because Walburga thinks he's a bad influence.

He sighs and opens his room, mentally preparing himself to make friends with his roommate.

"Hello, I'm- Wait, James??" he stares at his best friend, who is laying on one of the beds, with wide eyes.

"Heya, Padfoot," James smirks mischievously. "I convinced my parents to send me here too. And it didn't take much convincing for the staff to give us a room together. Now come here," he sits up and opens his arms for a hug.

"James…" Sirius sighs as he hugs James tightly. "You didn't have to do that for me, you know," he mumbles.

"Nonsense," James chuckles, "you're my best friend. You'd do the same for me."

Two weeks later, they have written their first exam. Sirius studied day and night for it, as always.

The results were posted on a notice-board in the hallway. The students weren't sorted alphabetically, but by their results.

Sirius, anxious about his results as always, started searching the lists from the back, from the worst end. His name wasn't there, of course. Soon he got to the first page, and there it was -

Black, Sirius: 100%

Lupin, Remus: 100%

"Top marks, too?" a voice behind him asked in a cheerful tone.

Sirius spun around, looking up at the tall brunet man with a scar across his face. The words registered in Sirius's brain and he smiled softly.

"I finally found you," he breathed out and rolled up his sleeve to show the man - Remus - his soulmark.

"You have," Remus laughed and raised his hand to caress Sirius's cheek. "Can I kiss you, my dear soulmate?"

[moonsstan]

Okayyy so fic idea but i cant write (atleast i havent tried) 😭:

Sirius and Remus go to the same university and Sirius’ major is art and Remus’ - english lit (if that’s what it’s called). One day, their university decides to do this project between the two major students in their year.

Basically, they have to team up into pairs of two and they have to choose a poem or a book, and make an illustration to it, but in a way they imagine it. It can be a painting, a collage, a scrap book kinda thing, ANYTHING THAT WOULD COMBINE ART AND LITERATURE.

And Sirius and Remus team up together even though they don’t know each other (that is one of the university’s goals - different major students getting to know each other and making connections and friendships).

They work really hard on their project and one night, they’re at Sirius’ flat (which he shares with James by the way) working, and it’s like 1am and they end up falling asleep in the living room on the couch. And they keep doing this because it’s a really big project but if one night, they’re doing something else, then it’s really between them.

AND ALSO, because of them, so happens starchaser??? Like Sirius shares a flat with James and Remus with Regulus (which by the way, Sirius didn’t know because he and Regulus only recently started rebuilding their relationship so he found that interesting AND that also means there could be chapters with past black brothers angst and them now???). And it’s like an interesting side to the story.

Honestly, I would write this if I could because I love the idea SO MUCH.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 26 - Baby AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 26, word count 478

They’d talked about it for years. Mainly when they were drunk, but still, it had been a subject repeatedly for them. Remus looked down at the paperwork in his hands and watched them shake. He was ready for this next step. He just hoped that Sirius was as well. 

He knocked quietly on Sirius’s studio door. 

“Come in,” His husband called as the soft twangs of his guitar died away. Remus pushed the heavy handle down and swung the door open.

“Sorry,” He said, “I thought you were finished. I can come back.” He made to shut the door. 

“Don’t be ridiculous, get in here.” Sirius propped his guitar on its stand and hauled Remus into the room. “What’s up?” He asked, placing a kiss on the back of Remus’s hand. 

“Erm, there was just something I wanted to talk to you about.” He paused for a moment, his palms sweating as he nervously went over his rehearsed words in his head. Sirius’s eyes widened, and he looked worried. 

“Remus, what is it?” He grabbed Remus’s free hand in his and looked at the papers clutched in the other. “Remus, please, what is it?” His voice was tinged with panic as he searched his lover’s face for clues. Remus swallowed loudly and thrust the papers at him. His mouth had gone dry, and this was easier. “A baby?” Sirius questioned as his eyes flew across the paperwork. “You want us to adopt a baby?” Remus looked up at his vibrant blue eyes, made even more blue by his pale skin and ebony curls. He nodded. 

“I’m ready. I want a baby, Sirius.” His voice faltered, and he couldn’t say any more. 

Sirius stared at him, his face a blank mask. Suddenly, he spun around on his chair and pulled one of his desk drawers open. He rifled through the countless pieces of paper stuff in there until he found what he wanted. He smoothed it out and handed it over. 

Remus looked down at the identical forms he’d handed over to Sirius. The only difference was these ones had been filled in. He looked at his husband in amazement. 

“How long have you had these?” He asked, his voice choked. 

“A while,” Sirius responded, shrugging. “I was waiting for you to be certain.” Remus launched himself at Sirius, curling his considerable length into Sirius’s waiting lap. They held each other tightly. “Just think, Remus, one day soon, there’ll be a tiny human in this house for us to love and cherish and buy far too many gifts for.” Sirius crooned into his ear as his fingers carded through Remus’s hair.

They filled out Remus’s forms together and sent them off the next day to start the process. Both sent a silent wish into the world that they wouldn’t have to wait long for their little family to grow. 

[hrlx23]

Conversations with my not girlfriend that remind me of marauders characters part. 81

Grey = Remus

Blue = Sirius

[vomits0cutely]

Walburga: you are not good enough for my son.

Remus: you’re not good enough for your son.

Walburga: pardon.

Remus: you heard me.