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[probablynotremus]

Bike, Swim, Sandals - @wolfstarmicrofic - 441

Sirius knew he was dangerously close to falling out of his school’s good graces after his latest stunt with James and Peter. Okay… who was he kidding? Shooting confetti cannons at the ancient Professor Binns was a little cruel, even for him. But hey, it made for a good TikTok reel.

He thought his Headmaster was ready to throttle him right then and there, but when he offered community service for the three rather than suspension, he was lucky. Even if the place where they were assigned was dreadfully boring, had a strict no-phone policy, and kept the three of them apart. 

“Erm Sirius, I need a form to register for the Paratriathlon.” A gentle voice startled him out of his thoughts, and once he looked up, he finally saw who it belonged to. 

Blimey, he was a total nerd. Though oddly enough, he found that attractive. There was something about the boy’s curly brown hair, oversized brown jumper, and shy smile that he couldn’t look away from.

“Right, sorry, sir.” Sirius pushed the form forward and handed the other boy a pen.

“Thank you. And I had a question.” He cleared his throat. “Do we have to bring our own bikes, or will they be provided for us?”

Sirius glanced over at a paper they’d left him, with answers to common questions, and nodded. “Yes, you’ll have to bring your own bike.”

“Oh.” The boy’s face fell, and he set the pen back down. “Never mind then.”

He turned to leave, and though Sirius didn’t know what came over him, he grabbed his arm. “Wait, you can borrow my bike. Unless…”

How could he ask this bloke if he was disabled in a way that’d require some sort of specially modified bike, without making it weird? 

“Oh, no, I don’t need any special modifications.” The other boy then added, “But are you sure? That’d be very generous of you.”

“Of course, I barely use the thing.” Sirius shrugged. “And I can bring it here tomorrow, if you’d like.”

“Thank you and yes, that works perfectly.” The boy excitedly shook Sirius’s hand, which made him smile.

“Hey mate, our shift's about up. You still want to swim over at my house, right?” James approached the pair and wrapped an arm around Sirius.

“Yes, of course. I even packed my favorite sandals.” He turned back to the boy, “I’ll see you tomorrow-” “Remus.” Remus finally introduced himself, “And yes, tomorrow. Bye then.”

Alright, at least his boring day had finally gotten interesting. Though he knew it was only a few seconds before James teased him mercilessly. Still, it would be worth it. 

[probablynotremus]

Dew, Sizzle, Fun - @wolfstarmicrofic - 291 Words

“Remus, I swear to Merlin, stop drooling over the burgers. It’s not going to make them cook any faster.” James teased Remus, who hovered over the grill, listening to the sizzle of the patty.

Remus shrugged, “What can I say; I’m a growing boy.”

“Well,” James rubbed the dew of sweat from his brow, “I’ll need you off my back if you want these burgers to come any sooner.”

He pouted, but relented, leaving James to the grill and heading where Sirius sat with baby Harry. Remus waved to Lily and Peter, who were preparing the side dishes, before he reached Sirius and Harry. They both sat on one of Lily’s homemade quilts, and Harry was squealing with laughter.

“Where’s the baby?” Sirius cooed as he played peek-a-boo. “There he is!”

He tickled Harry’s sides, and he squealed with laughter. Remus kissed Harry’s forehead before he sat next to Sirius. “It looks like you two are having fun.”

Sirius nodded. “Prongslet here is a riot. And his laugh is addictive. God, I love babies.”

“Really?” Remus pretended to look around. “Who is this man and what has he done with my Husband?”

Sirius shook his head. “I know, I know. I used to think babies were disgusting. But now, I think I want one.”

Remus nearly doubled over at that. “Really?”

“Yes, really. Do you still have the paperwork for that one adoption agency?” 

“It’s still in the same desk drawer. Oh Sirius, you have no idea how much this means to me.” He wrapped his arms around him. 

Sirius hugged him back. “I think you’ll make a wonderful father, Love.”

“And you will too, Dear. I’m sure of it.” Remus shed a few tears and gave him a quick kiss. 

Perhaps this was their best barbecue yet.

[avvvvvvdotia]

Gives credits if used

[seraphinesposts]

remus being insecure about his height (6’2 or 187 cm) until realizing he can reach shelves easier and tease tf out of sirius for being shorter ( 5’8 or 172 cm) lmao

[moonypatootee]

sirius and remus decide to show each other their childhood photos one day BIG MISTAKE because it ends with both of them tearing up over how small the other was and how much the other had to endure during those ages

[rarvenaa]

Sirius Black

Someone's marauder era has begun and I think I'm trapped!

https://t.me/rarvenaa

https://t.me/kakpokoritmir

[mrslcna]

durmstrang!remus meeting beauxbatons!sirius during their seventh year at the triwizard tournament and the two of them being immediately fascinated by each other, so instead of actually watching their schools compete, they keep sneaking away together whenever the tasks start just to spend more time getting to know each other.

sirius constantly teases remus about his ridiculously dry durmstrang accent, insisting that he could confess his undying love in that voice and still sound like he’s reading a textbook. remus makes fun of sirius right back for making every sentence sound unnecessarily dramatic just because of his french accent, and somehow they can spend hours doing nothing but making fun of each other’s voices.

sirius also refuses to admit that he’s cold, despite his freezing hands and pink cheeks, until remus eventually gives him his thick fur-lined coat. sirius is far too proud to accept it at first, but eventually gives in, and it quickly becomes a little ritual between them. remus always brings it when they go outside, sirius always insists he doesn’t need it, and somehow he always ends up wearing it anyway.

one afternoon in the forest, sirius starts teasing remus again about his supposedly emotionless voice, so remus throws a snowball at him. sirius immediately throws one back, and suddenly they’re running through the snow and laughing until they both lose their balance and tumble into it together.

sirius ends up beneath remus, his black curls spread across the white snow, his pale skin almost glowing against it and his bright blue eyes looking up at remus through his long lashes. and remus suddenly forgets every clever response he could have made because sirius looks far too beautiful this close.

maybe sirius was right after all. maybe remus really does hide his feelings too well. so for once, he doesn’t.

he leans down and kisses sirius, soft and slow, putting all the affection he had been too quiet to say into the kiss. and sirius, for once, doesn’t tease him or make some dramatic comment. he simply smiles against remus’ lips and pulls him a little closer, as if he had been waiting for remus to finally show him exactly how much he felt

[probablynotremus]

Water, Shell, Clear Sky - @wolfstarmicrofic - 300 words

Lyall knew that if he didn’t find Remus before Hope woke from her nap, he’d be a dead man. He’d only turned his back for a moment after knocking over an umbrella, but that’s all it took for his two-year-old to wander off. The clear sky and warm weather had brought crowds to Dinas Dinlle beach, filling the shore and water with people. For a parent of an overly friendly toddler, it was a nightmare. 

“Remus, darling, where are you?” he called, once he was certain Hope wouldn’t hear him.  

After scanning the beach, he finally spotted a curly-haired toddler in red swimming trunks. Relief flooded through him. Remus was sitting across from another toddler digging in the sand with a yellow shovel, while a preteen girl sat beside them. 

“Hello,” The girl waved to Lyall. “Is this your son?”

“Yes, and thank you so much for watching him.”  Lyall knelt. “Come on, Remmy. We’ve gotta go back to your Mum.” Remus ignored him and wrapped his arms around the other toddler, who eagerly hugged him back.  The girl laughed. “They’ve really hit it off.”

Lyall smiled, then nudged Remus’s shoulder. “Darling, it’s time to say goodbye to your new friend.”

Remus looked up at him, his cheeks turning red. 

“No tears, buddy,” Lyall soothed. “We’ll talk to Mummy about you joining him again, alright?” 

Remus rubbed his eyes and nodded, pulling away. But as he turned to leave, the other boy stopped him and handed him a small white shell. 

“Wow, Sirius, that’s very nice of you.” The girl smiled, then knelt in front of the toddler. “Bye, Remus. Maybe we’ll see you later?”

“Bye-bye,” Remus waved. 

Once they were out of earshot, Lyall told his son, “Now, if we’re quiet, maybe your Mummy won’t notice we were gone?”

[margovamargova]

*Remus trying to casually lure Sirius to the spot where he’s planning to propose and Sirius keeps dismissing him:

“Hey, love,” Remus says casually, scratching at the back of his neck. “Would you like to go for a walk on the beach?”

Sirius sighs, plastered on the couch. “It’s kinda cold right now, isn’t it?”

“I’ll give you my jumper,” Remus offers, quickly, fidgeting with a velvet box deep in his pocket. “And I’m pretty sure the moon looks pretty.”

“I dunno,” Sirius sighs, grabbing the remote. “I just wanna watch a movie.”

Remus huffs a nervous laugh. “We can just walk for like fifteen minutes?” he says, schooling his features. “Get some fresh air, then come back—”

“Nah, Moony” Sirius sighs, plopping his feet over the coffee table. “My legs are too sore from my morning surf.”

Remus stares down at him, losing his cool as his shaky legs finally become completely numb.

“Stand up you son of a bitch,” he snaps. “We’re going! And that’s final.”

“Jeez,” Sirius rolls his eyes at him, standing up. “Okay, fine!”

[probablynotremus]

Rain, Boat, and Sultry - @wolfstarmicrofic - 405 words

Sirius hated summer rainstorms, especially when it was accompanied by sultry heat. He’d tried to plan a boat date for him and Remus’s second anniversary on a day with perfect weather conditions, but it was as though the sky itself was out to get them. When they’d boarded the tiny white rowboat and paddled away from the dock, the sky was clear, and there was a gentle breeze that felt amazing under the oppressive summer sun. 

They’d had ten minutes of that pleasant weather before it started raining. At first it was a gentle sprinkle; its small droplets only lightly dusted their hair. Then it started pouring. Their picnic basket was soaked, and Sirius was too afraid to find out what state the food inside was in. His white t-shirt clung to his chest, and though Remus tried to cover himself with the picnic blanket to keep warm, it only took a few minutes before its soft fabric was sopping wet.

“I’m sorry, Remus.” Sirius sighed. “I thought we were going to have the perfect weather for a boat ride. That muggle weather TV broadcast said as much.”

“Darling, don’t apologize. You have no control over the weather.” Remus reached out and took Sirius’s hands.

Sirius looked down at the wooden floor. “I know, but this was my first attempt at planning a good anniversary date. And I blew it. Yours, last year, was brilliant.”

Remus shook his head and gently brushed away droplets of water from Sirius’s forehead. “As long as I’m with you, every anniversary date will always be incredible, no matter what happens.”

They leaned in and kissed, only stopping to catch their breath.

“You really are too good to me.” He hummed, gazing into Remus’s beautiful hazel eyes.

“Though, if you do want a do-over, I wouldn’t be opposed in the slightest. The celebration doesn’t have to be on the exact day. I will say, though, chocolate will also more than make up for this afternoon’s misfortunes.” He winked, and Sirius fondly rolled his eyes at that.

Thunder boomed and Sirius nearly lept out of the boat at the deafening sound that rocked their tiny rowboat.

“I think it’s time we go.” Sirius looked around for the paddles, then froze when he saw familiar wooden objects floating just out of reach. 

Remus’s face paled. “Please don’t tell me that we’ve lost the paddles.”

“Well… I hope you’re a strong swimmer.” 

“Sirius!”

[probablynotremus]

Revenge (Wolfstar Royal AU) Part 3- dedicated to @zaytivity - 743 Words

I hope this final part was worth the wait for all of you! Thank you again for your kind comments, and I'm so glad you enjoyed this little microfic trilogy. A comfortable silence settled between the old kings as they each took in one another’s presence. Sirius’s hypnotic silver eyes entranced Remus; those same eyes he’d gazed into on their final night before graduation. The same eyes that’d haunted every one of his dreams. How could one forget such eyes? 

“You’re so handsome, Remus.” Sirius was finally the one to break the silence. 

Remus’s cheeks flushed. “And you’re still a huge flirt, Sirius Black.”

“And you were always far too humble for your own good. Now tell me, how have you been?” He leaned closer and rubbed circles into Remus’s worn hands. 

How had he been? He was still learning how to live in a castle that echoed with his wife’s absence. His arthritis had only been getting worse, and these days the cold settled into his bones far more easily. But he didn't want Sirius to know that. 

“Well, I’ve been younger. These old bones remind me of that much, at least.” Remus gave Sirius a half smile. 

Sirius nodded, “Amen to that. I swear I ache in places I never knew you could ache.”

Another silence fell over both of them for a moment. Then he took in a deep breath, “So, I just wanted to say how sorry I am for your loss, Remus. You and your wife seemed very close.”

“Thank you, I really appreciate that. The castle is so empty without her.”

“I felt the same way when my wife passed. The castle just became too much space for me. That’s why I actually moved here.” Sirius gave Remus a soft smile. 

Remus’s eyes widened. “You live here now?”

“Yeah, just a few blocks away, actually. I built a cottage near that old duck pond where we’d had our first kiss.” Sirius shrugged. “I figured now was as good a time as any to retire, seeing as my daughter runs the kingdom far better than I ever did.”

He nodded, giving him a knowing smile. “My son’s working on transitioning the government from a monarchy to a parliamentary government. So I’m also retired now.”

“Sounds like we both have brilliant kids. Though I wouldn’t expect anything less of you.” Sirius glanced out towards the window. “Would you like to see the place?”

Remus checked his watch. He’d told his driver he’d only be gone for two hours sharp. And while it didn’t feel like it, those two hours were already coming to a close.

“I’d love to, but my driver should be back at any moment.” Remus sighed as he went to stand up, knees wobbly. “It really has been a wonderful afternoon with you. I hope we can do this again someday.”

Sirius stood and rushed to Remus’s side to help steady him. He opened his mouth, closed it again, then drew a steadying breath.   

“Remus, look, I’m a lonely old man. I don’t have many excitements anymore, but just spending these two hours with you has made me feel decades younger. And it made me realize I never stopped loving you. ”

“Sirius—” “I loved my wife deeply, but what I felt for you never faded.” He gently brushed a grey curl out of Remus’s eyes. “I don’t know how many years I have left, but I don’t want to spend them alone. Remus Lupin, I’d like you to move in with me.”

Remus gaped, nearly sinking back into his chair had Sirius not been holding him steady. “I-I don’t know what to say.”

“I know this is a lot to ask for, and I’d understand if you no longer felt the same—” “Sirius, I never stopped loving you.” Remus cut Sirius off before he could say anything else with a brief but gentle kiss. “And I’d love to spend my last few years with you, if you’ll have me.”

Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus, hugging him tight. Remus’s knees did protest a little at the sudden pressure from Sirius’s knee, but he opted to ignore it. 

“Well, I suppose I can tell my driver to turn around, then.” Remus grinned.

“I’d like it if you would. There’s so much more we need to catch up on.” Sirius cheekily winked at him. 

 Remus had spent decades haunted by Sirius Black’s silver eyes. He never imagined he’d get the chance to look into them again, let alone wake up beside them every morning. But some miracles came late in life, and Remus intended to cherish every moment.

~~~ The End ~~~

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[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

I feel personally called out

[moonandstarshangoutinbars]

baby wolfstar around second year- remus gets a big scar on his face from the wolf and he starts full on sobbing in front of sirius, who discovers he absolutely cannot handle remus crying so he just panics and plants a big fat smooch on remus' forehead and hugs him so tight the other boy can barely move :(((((((

[wolfstarmicrofic]

August Prompts

Late summer in the UK always brings about a beach trip! One last trip before it's time to return to school in September. Grab your beach gear and hit the sand with this month's Wolfstar Microfic Prompts!

Put up your umbrella, pick a prompt, slather on the sunscreen, write a fic, and don't forget to Keep it Mini! 

Check out our Rules and FAQ for more information. Still need last month’s prompts? You can find them here. Got an idea for a theme? Send us an ask!

💖💖Love from your Wolfstar obsessed mods.

August Prompts:

1 rain

2 boat

3 sultry

4 water

5 shell

6 clear sky

7 dew

8 sizzle

9 fun

10 bike

11 swim

12 sandals

13 sunny

14 fan

15 beach

16 camp

17 drought

18 hazy

19 dry

20 air

21 rainbow

22 humid

23 sunscreen

24 pool

25 melt

26 shorts

27 sand

28 ice

29 heat

30 float

31 stargazing

[ayemkew]

“Lie low at Lupin’s for a while.”

“It happened again, Remus. It happened again, and I still wasn’t there to protect him.”

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Post-Goblet of Fire “Voldemort’s back” angst for another experiment with lighting. Though I suppose this scenario fits in Grimmauld Place as well. Brb, gonna go read a Sirius lives fic :(

[epsilonblack]

"So," he said, "Sirius, prince of the Fire Kingdom who grows plants..." A smile tugged at his lips. "What brings you into the forest?"

Sirius hurried after him.

As they walked, thick roots protruding from the forest floor quietly sank back into the earth beneath his feet, smoothing the uneven trail without him even noticing. Low branches bent aside to let him pass, and shafts of morning light filtered through the canopy as though the trees themselves were making room.

"I'm looking for people like me," Sirius answered.

Remus' expression grew thoughtful.

"But..." he said slowly, "all the Children of the Gods are born of fire."

He glanced toward Sirius' sleeve.

"You are... unique."

Sirius nodded, though there was little comfort in the word.

"That's what the demon told me."

Remus stopped walking.

"You spoke with a demon?"

"I did."

Remus let out a short laugh of disbelief.

"They're tricksters."

"So I've heard."

"They delight in telling half-truths." Remus folded his arms. "The dangerous part is figuring out which half is true."

Sirius shrugged.

"It seemed... harmless enough."

"It spoke to you?"

"Yes."

"It climbed on you?"

"...Yes."

"And you allowed it?"

"It sort of climbed on me before I had much say in the matter."

Remus pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It may follow you now."

Sirius looked around at the trees.

"I don't think it is."

"No," Remus said. "Not where you can see it."

That made Sirius pause.

"You really don't like demons."

"They're ancient," Remus replied. "Patient. Curious. They collect stories, secrets... sometimes people."

Sirius considered that for a moment.

"I am not afraid of the demon."

Remus looked at him, surprised.

"My apologies," he said, inclining his head slightly. "I did not mean to imply you were."

Sirius waved the apology away.

"You implied I was foolish."

"...A little."

"I was."

Remus couldn't help smiling.

"But I don't think the demon meant me any harm."

"No," Remus agreed quietly. "Probably not."

He looked ahead, his smile fading just enough to betray a hint of concern.

"Demons rarely do."

Sirius frowned.

"That's... oddly reassuring."

"It shouldn't be."

They resumed walking.

“Where are you headed?” Sirius asked.

They had been walking for hours, following a narrow trail that twisted deeper into the forest. The trees grew taller the farther they went, their branches weaving together overhead like a living roof. Sirius found himself watching Remus more than the path itself. The other boy never hesitated. He seemed to know exactly where he was going, stepping around roots and stones with the ease of someone who had spent much of his life outdoors.

“I am headed to Guérison,” Remus answered.

When they reached a deep ditch carved into the earth by rainwater, Remus stepped across easily. He turned back and held out his hand to Sirius without a second thought.

Sirius looked at it briefly before taking it.

Remus’ grip was steady as he helped him across, pulling him safely onto the other side.

“The city of healing?” Sirius asked.

“That’s right,” Remus replied.

Sirius glanced at him curiously. “Are you ill?”

The question was simple enough— innocent.

But Remus changed.

Only slightly.

His expression tightened, and his eyes dropped to their joined hands before he quickly let go. He tucked his hand back against his side as if suddenly aware of the contact.

“I am not contagious,” he said quietly.

Sirius blinked.

“What?”

Remus looked away, clearing his throat. “I only meant… you need not worry.”

“I wasn’t worried,” Sirius said.

That made Remus glance back at him.

“You weren’t?”

“No.” Sirius shrugged. “I thought perhaps you were injured.”

For a moment, Remus said nothing.

Then something in his face softened.

Most people, Sirius realized, probably did not ask questions like that. They probably heard the word healing and assumed the worst. They probably saw something different and immediately thought dangerous.

Sirius understood that more than anyone.

“Not everything that needs healing is something to fear,” Sirius added quietly.

Remus looked at him for a long moment.

Then he gave a small, almost disbelieving smile.

“You really are strange, Sirius Black.”

Sirius grinned.

“I’ve heard that before.”

“I imagine you have.”

[probablynotremus]

Kick - @wolfstarmicrofic - 100 Words

“Daddy, Harry kicked me!” Teddy whined for the sixth time that hour.

Remus glanced into the rearview mirror. “Harry, leave Teddy alone. You know better.” 

Harry rolled his eyes and slipped on his headphones.

“Oi,” Sirius turned around, “don’t give Moony attitude, Prongslet. We’ve talked about this.”  

Harry sighed and looked out the window. Sirius turned back to face the front. “Remind me again, Moony, why we planned this road trip?”

Remus kissed Sirius’s cheek. “It’ll be alright, dear. They’ll love Conwy Castle.”

Sirius glanced back as Harry kicked Teddy’s car seat again, making it wobble. He sighed. “They’d better."