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lulublack90 · 2 days
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Prompt 22 - Roommate AU
@wolfstarmicrofic April 22, word count 938
CW - Pandora jokes about Remus getting murdered and dismembered.
Moving countries was scary. Moving to the capital city seemed scarier. Remus left his childhood home in the Welsh countryside and clambered onto the bus that would take him to London. 
He’d wanted to move for years but had always been too scared. His parents had instilled in him how dangerous it would be for him not to know anyone for hundreds of miles.
One morning, while he was munching on his cornflakes, he noticed an ad in his father’s newspaper. 
‘Roommate Wanted!
All bills are paid. Just pay for your own food. 
Sexy, well-bred male looking for a friend/companion to share a house in a highly sought-after area of London.
Please use the number below to apply. Please, serious enquiries only. No, this is not a joke.
P.S. Must love Bowie, or we’re not going to get along.’
Remus quickly put his breakfast things away and, grabbing his phone, fled outside, typing the number into his phone as he went. 
He settled under his favourite tree and pressed call.
“Hello,” A husky voice answered. 
“Oi, hi. My name is Remus Lupin, and I—” He started to explain. 
“Look, mate. I don’t know what you’re selling, but calling me at this ungodly hour is unacceptable. Goodbye.”
“Wait- wait. I’m not selling anything. I’m phoning about your ad!” Remus hurriedly spoke before the man could hang up. 
“Oh, in that case. Hello, I’m Sirius.” Sirius suddenly sounded a lot more cheerful. “So why do you want to be my roommate?”
“Well, erm. I’ve always wanted to move to London, but I’ve been a bit worried about living there on my own.” He told Sirius, deciding the truth would be best. 
“Uhuh, uhuh. Anything else?” Sirius sounded a bit bored. Remus knew he was screwing this up.
“I’m clean and tidy and don’t make much noise. I have enough money saved to pay my way—” Sirius cut him off again. 
“All the bills are paid for. You only need to get yourself food.” Remus nodded even though Sirius couldn’t see him.
“Oh, right. I wasn’t sure if that bit was true. Erm, I don’t have a job yet, but I’ll start looking straight away.”
“Remus, I’m gonna stop you there. I don’t think we’re going to be a good fit. I can already tell you are the complete opposite of me. No offence, but you sound like you go to bed early and like nothing more than to sit by the fire drinking hot chocolate and reading a good book.” Sirius said honestly. He wasn’t wrong. What Sirius had just described was his usual evening routine. He had to think of something compelling to change Sirius’s mind. 
“I have every David Bowie vinyl.” He blurted out. 
“Really?” Sirius sounded excited now. 
“Yeah, yeah, and I don’t know how you feel about T. Rex, but I have all there’s as well, and Led Zeppelin and loads of others.” All he could hear was the slight buzzing from the phones as the line went silent. 
“Alright, Remus Lupin, you’ve twisted my leg. You’re the only person who’s called so far that I’ve actually managed to tolerate for more than ten seconds. So, let’s give it a go. When can you move in?” Remus sat there in shock. 
“Really? You want me?” 
“Sure, why not? The room’s all set up just need to bring some clothes and whatnot. I’ll text you the address, and you can let me know when you want to come. If you find it’s not for you, you can move out whenever you like. That sound okay?” Sirius spoke quickly, but Remus managed to make out all the words. 
“Sounds brilliant. I’ll make arrangements and then give you a date.”
“Grand. Oh, and Remus, I really hope it works out.” With that, Sirius hung up, and Remus was left reeling.
“Oh, you’re totally getting murdered.” Pandora, his best friend, snorted when he told her he was moving to London and what the ad had said. 
“No, I’m not. Sirius seems really nice.”
“Oh, sweet baby, you are so getting chopped into little bits and placed around London to look like a smiley face or something.” She’d clapped her hands together and jumped up and down on the spot. 
“Gee, thanks, Pan. Love the confidence there.” He rolled his eyes and pushed down the panic that her words could actually turn out to be very true. 
The bus was packed with holidayers, commuters and everything in between. Remus was glad of his noise-cancelling headphones and his favourite book. In a couple of hours, he’d be starting his new life. Everything he owned was in the compartment under the bus and was surprisingly little. 
London was busier than he had ever imagined, coming from a tiny village. The noise and smells were overpowering. He got the tube from Victoria next to the coach station and rode it up to Islington. 
He followed Sirius’s directions through a beautiful, tidy neighbourhood. Remus walked past a picturesque park and found the house. Number 12 Grimmauld Place loomed above him. It was far grander than he’d imagined. He walked up the front steps and used the heavy serpentine brass knocker. It thudded loudly against the wooden door. He heard scrabbling on the other side before a heavy lock clunked, and the door swung open to reveal the most beautiful man Remus had ever seen, flipping his long black hair out of his face.
“Remus?!” Sirius exclaimed joyfully. Oh boy, Remus was in trouble. He reached his hand out and shook Sirius’s before following him into the house, closing the heavy door behind him.  
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northlt · 10 hours
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Famous singer Sirius x Famous actor Remus
Sirius always dedicates his albums, especially the love songs, to "his Moony" whatever the fuck that means to the delight of fans
Remus accepts awards with thank you speeches that always end with "and thank you especially to my star"
Their fans go fucking wild
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alltoounwellll · 1 month
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wolfstar fanfic is either the longest slow burn ever or they lock eyes for 1 second and decide immediately that they are soulmates
there is no in between
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letraspal · 7 months
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My neighbor Remus. ☔️
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fircbolts · 1 year
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the star and the moon ⭐️🌙
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moonyandtoasts · 8 months
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you drew stars around my scars ❤️
Custom fanart created for @marauders-audio-project
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enbysiriusblack · 3 months
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tired university student remus sitting in a library trying to study when a hot stranger dressed in leather and carrying a motorcycle helmet drops into the chair across from him, leans over to look at his work, and sighs that his work seems very boring and that he's never read anything on that subject before and then proceeds to explain everything about the subject and what paths he should take in his essay to get high marks, only to then lean back with a grin and declare academics to be tedious and instantly falls asleep until the library is about to shut and remus has to wake him up.
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forourmoonyyy · 4 months
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“My favourite trope is someone who believes they’re hard to love and someone who loves them like breathing”
Just say wolfstar damn
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artbyace · 5 months
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lesbian pirate remus x mermaid sirius <3
so late to this trend but i mean… look at them ..
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lunarparacosm · 9 months
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wolfstar but they meet on a local rink and compete for ice time
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micheleblack · 9 months
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[Remus runs into the Gryffindor dorm room he shares with Sirius and the others.] Sirius: What's wrong? Remus: Snape figured it out. I don't know how, but he knows I'm a werewolf. He's been telling everyone that I'm some kind of beast. Sirius: Don't cry. I can fix this! Remus: How?! Sirius: Just watch [leaves the dorm] ___ [The next morning in the Great Hall] James: So Remus, why does the whole school seem to believe you are a sex god? Remus: head in hands [James turns and looks at Sirius knowingly] Sirius: What?! I just told everyone he was a beast in bed.
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lulublack90 · 3 days
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Prompt 21 - Dystopian AU
@wolfstarmicrofic April 21, word count 979
CW- Death by gunshot
The Earth was dead. Nothing grew apart from genetically modified mushrooms. The planet’s water was so toxic it had to be run through filters repeatedly to make it even halfway drinkable. The once beautiful green country Sirius lived in was now brown.
The HOB owned everything. They owned the food, water, phones, housing, and vehicles. Whatever you could buy. Somehow, it all led back to The HOB. 
Sirius lived in an old block of flats that had been converted to house hundreds of occupants. His room was a small pod. It was barely tall enough for him to sit up in. He did, however, have a shelf, which most people would kill for. It’s the little things in life. 
Most of the Earth's inhabitants, at least those with money, had bought passage on the gigantic space cruisers. They were cities in the skies, set to blast off into outer space to protect the elite from the Earth’s final days. 
Sirius had helped to build these beasts, but apparently, he wasn’t good enough to be part of the crew. So he spent most of his time in a local garage helping to fix the vehicles of the same posh prats that would be leaving.
One such vehicle had an issue that took him the entire day to sort out. He pulled out a stack of paper real-life paper from the air filter box. The customer brushed him off when he came for the vehicle, and Sirius was left with the papers. 
That night, he pored through the papers. He didn’t understand half of it, but he understood enough to know this was important. Sirius decided he needed to show a friend of his what he’d found.
“It’s, it’s, it’s amazing. Sirius, The HOB, has been hiding this from everyone. It’s not too late to save the Earth!” Marlene exclaimed as she typed some complicated equations into her computer. 
The door burst open, and armed guards flooded into the small space. They raised their guns and shot Marlene before she could even open her mouth. Sirius ran. 
He didn’t know how he got out of that room, but if he had to guess, they probably hadn’t expected him to move. 
Sirius had always been fast, and he used the adrenaline coursing through his veins to run as fast as he could. The men were right behind him, though. He dashed around a corner and found himself on the airfield with the space cruisers. 
He raced towards the nearest one and, with the knowledge only someone who’d helped build one, opened a secret hatch in its belly and wiggled into the cramped space. 
He gulped in air as he tried to catch his breath. The hull was so dense. He had no idea if the men were still there. He’d have to leave it for a few hours at least before he tried to escape. 
With the adrenaline wearing off and nothing but his thoughts to keep him company, he let the misery of Marlene’s death wash over him and focused on how it was his fault she was gone. The tears that fell from his eyes were thick and hot. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d cried. 
Suddenly, a horrendous booming rumble blasted his eardrums. It took him precious moments to realise the ship was about to launch. He tried in vain to open the hatch, but once the engines were engaged, all external doorways were locked down. 
The noise got louder, and he screamed as his eardrums tried hopelessly to block out the noise. He crushed his fists to them and felt the ship begin to rise. 
The booming got worse, and he was crushed into the floor as the behemoth gained speed. He felt his bones rattling and shaking as the ship fought against the Earth’s gravitational pull. 
After what felt like an eternity, everything stopped. He knew there would be the gentle thrum of the engines if his ears could actually pick up sounds anymore and that the ship wouldn’t feel like it was moving at all if his body wasn’t still trembling. 
He reached his hand above him and unlocked the internal hatch above him. He dragged himself up into the corridor. It was made for crew and never meant to be seen by the paying passengers. He wandered along it, having no idea what he was going to do. He didn’t have permission to be here, and he didn’t put it past some of the employees on here not to just expel him into the void. 
His ears popped as he walked down another corridor, and he regained some of his hearing just in time to catch the sound of boots walking towards the next bend ahead of him. He flew through the door beside him and waited for the footsteps to disappear. 
Sirius glanced around the room he was in. It appeared to be sleeping quarters, and compared to his tiny pod, it was huge. Two full-sized beds, built into the wall in bunks, a door that probably led to a washroom and two sets of drawers. 
Before he could plan his next move, the washroom door opened, and a tall shirtless man wrapped only in a towel, with beads of water running down his chest, walked out into the room. 
“Oh, hello. I didn’t think I had a bunkmate.” He reached out a hand. “I’m Remus.” Sirius tentatively took it and shook it. 
“Sirius,” He introduced himself. 
“Well, hello, Sirius. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” 
Sirius forgot all about the previous hours of his life. He’d have to find a way back to Earth and figure out a way to get the information out that would save it so that Marlene’s death wouldn’t be meaningless. But right now, all he cared about was the man with the honey eyes beaming at him.     
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missmoonfrost · 15 days
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Take a hint - a wolfstar microfic
April 10 - Bar AU - 295 words
@wolfstarmicrofic
Remus used to laugh at girls hitting on his obviously gay boyfriend. Other men approaching him better watch out, though. You’d think he’d have less trouble with that once they got engaged. Not that he was any less handsome, of course. But the ring ought to be a hint, didn’t it?
The way this big blond dude leaned close on the bar counter suggested otherwise. Sirius being Sirius just stood there and sipped his drink with an amused smile, neither backing away nor reciprocating the body language. The blond joked, laughed, and moved in a way clearly intended to flex his muscles as if the sleeveless shirt wasn’t enough.
A part of Remus realised he could not take this giant in a fight. And realistically, why would there need to be a fight? Another part was fully prepared to bring one on, despite not being a particularly good fighter even if the scars gave him the look for it. Paired with a slightly lifted jaw and an unforgiving stare he’d learned to apply, they let him scare away most anyone.
He put an arm around Sirius' shoulders and glared. The blond stopped mid-sentence and gaped at them. Sirius lifted his left hand and played with his fingers in the air, showing off the ring.
“Oh”, the blond ducked away with his gaze lowered, “have a good night, then.”
Sirius chuckled and softened into his side. “My big brave hero saves me again.”
Remus huffed at the joking tone and felt his cheeks heat. “I overreacted again, didn’t I?”
“Kind of looked like you were about to kill him, yes.”
Remus closed his eyes and bit his lip in embarrassment.
Sirius reached up, planted a kiss on his cheek, and whispered: “Don’t stop. I love it.”
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messrmagpie · 1 year
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“Hey, could I get an iced latte?”
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“With oat milk?”
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letraspal · 1 year
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Your friendly neighborhood, Remus Lupin. 🕷
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fircbolts · 1 year
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Wolfstar pottery au <3
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