Rya’s Hellhole

[kjndnxss]

james and peter always make fun of remus saying that he’s a prude. sirius just giggles by himself every time knowing how depraved his boyfriend really is when they’re alone

[emberemberhearts]

i would kill a man to have someone look at me the way remus looks at sirius in tcoptp like u literally dont understand

[mouthbrood]

ok computer show me men in pain

[rya-whos-that]

Someone needs to convince me to ship jegulus because I’ve been in this fandom for years and I still don’t see it

[ghostlynocturnalspirit]

barty biting down and sucking hickeys into regulus' smooth pale skin, so that it looks like two hearts around his nipples. him relishing in his cute little whimpers, his startled moans and the way he yelps his name as he tears his hair. fuck, this boy. he wants to be inside his ribcage

[fleamontsdoe]

“Fuck you” Regulus Black and “Fuck me yourself, you coward” Barty Crouch Jr

[rya-whos-that]

If you asked Sirius what his favorite sex position is, he would answer differently every time.

He would say missionary because he wants to watch Remus’s face or hear him whine into his neck. His legs would be so tightly wrapped around Remus’s back, pulling him closer and closer and closer even though there was no space between them. Remus would have Sirius’s hands over his head, fingers interlocked against the mattress, in a way that was so intimate. He liked feeling close to Remus. All the praise, soft moans, quiet “I love you,”s. He liked to feel so loved and taken care of.

But he would also 100% be into doggy. Remus got possessive near the full moon, and Sirius loved to tease him and get him all jealous. He loved how wild he got, chasing his own pleasure instead of Sirius’s. He loved the way Remus would slide a hand down his back and smack his ass every time Sirius would thrust backwards into him. He loved the degradation, being told what a slut he is with his head being pushed farther into the pillow. He liked being used.

He would also mention being on top and riding Remus into oblivion. Remus wouldn’t take long to turn into a whimpering mess under him. He would tease him, embarrass him, turn him into a blushing mess. Remus would try covering his face, but Sirius would take his hands away and plant them firmly on his hips, maybe even along his stomach. “Don’t be shy, baby,” he would say, “I feel you all the way here. Can you feel yourself in my stomach, moony?” Just as Remus was so close to his finish, Sirius would slow down, lean against his chest, and grind slowly on his dick. Mouthing along his throat, whispering just about the naughtiest things he could imagine. Sirius loves watching Remus take down his guard. He loves to take care of him.

If you asked Remus what his favorite sex position is he would just say “Whatever Sirius wants.”

[snoflurriee]

marlene has the same energy as those little dogs who think they're bigger than god

[ricochetyears]

do u think remus likes getting humiliated lightly? like sirius riding him, smirking down 'ur gonna come? already?' and he just LOVES IT??? also love u nini!!! xx

i think remus absolutely thrives on playful humiliation from sirius. there’s this delicious conflict yk. his brain is like, oh this is embarrassing, but his body is screaming, more, please, wreck me

sirius knows remus’ tells. he knows the certain type of tremor in his thigh, the frantic flutter of his eyelids, the way his breath hitches when he's right on the edge

when sirius smirks down, “you’re gonna come? already?” it’s his way of saying, i see you, i see how close you are, how much i affect you, and i love it. and ohh how remus craves that kind of intimate recognition

remus lives with so much self-control. his constant awareness of his own body, his need to be “good” and responsible affect him so much every day. but in those moments, with sirius’ teasing words, he’s given permission to utterly lose it, to be messy, to be desperate, to be fully consumed by sensation. it’s a profound, liberating release, and sirius is the only one who can unlock it. emus might bite his lip, trying not to make a sound, but then sirius says something else, a little whisper, and he just breaks

also obviously remus knows sirius isn’t genuinely trying to hurt him or make him feel bad. it’s all wrapped up in this intense adoration

whenever remus whimpers or moans, sirius nuzzles into his neck, whispering, “hearing that, moony? sounds like you're having fun”

he loves to hold remus’ face, making him look him in the eyes while he’s just so close to the edge, then leaning in to order him to look right into sirius’ eyes

sirius uses a lot of the pet names. like “easy there, baby,” with a soft nip on his shoulder, emphasizing how feral remus gets for him. or “my gorgeous boy” said with a completely knowing smirk

there’s so much feigned concern. when remus is panting, completely flushed, sirius just leans back a tiny bit with a soft “oh, are you okay, baby? you seem a little… distressed. is there anything i can do to make it feel alright?” but his eyes are sparkling with arousal

he also likes the “you're so easy” thing, telling remus stuff like “always so quick to come apart for me, aren’t you, darling?” said with a deep, possessive purr

this isn’t a one-off. it becomes part of their intimate language. sirius learns exactly how far he can push, how sweetly he can wound, and remus learns to lean into it, to even anticipate the next playful taunt that will shatter his composure and send him spiraling into pleasure

love you too! xx

[kissrosier]

wolfstar post sex bliss means a lot to me. both of them flopping down onto the bed, panting and huffing out soft laughs next to each other. sirius rolling over to look at remus before saying “y’know.. you’re not half bad, moons” like he didn’t experience an earth shattering orgasm because of remus 5 minutes prior. remus chuckling softly while taking sirius hand, pressing his lips to sirius’ knuckles while replying “you aren’t too bad yourself.” like he didnt blow his entire load into the boy lying next to him. remus resting his head on sirius’ chest, mumbling about how sirius’ heart is still racing against his ear while placing a kiss right above it. remus lazily tracing the hickeys he left on sirius’ neck with his finger. sirius asking if any of remus’ joints are sore, to which remus snorts and asks “aren’t you the one who’s meant to be sore?” both of them falling tangled up in each other, the world around them forgotten. is this anything

[rya-whos-that]

I unfortunately did start writing the fic

[viviandarkbloombartylusversion]

Regulus would compare all of his boyfriends to Barty constantly, which is why they would never work out in the end, cause they just didn't act right. When he finally decided to actually date Barty everything felt perfect for once

[18magnoliastreet]

Love when my entire feed is just “sirius getting fucked nasty” “remus sucks him dry” “sirius riding remus’ thigh” “wolfstar dry humping” “remus rock hard”

We’re all on the same wavelength and it’s great

[neptunecigs]

an angel dies every time regulus is included with marauders instead of peter.

[4lilyofthevalley4]

James and Lily died together in every universe

[mmambosunn]

Remus loves manhandling Sirius, he’ll pull him into his lap and grab his ass, tug at his hair to gain access to his neck, spread his legs open, pin his hands to the mattress as he peppers kisses and bites all over his torso, nuzzle Sirius’s face against his clothed crotch and guide his hips when Sirius grinds against him.

He gets a thrill out of Sirius’s reactions, loves it when the boy visibly shivers, gasps and whimpers.

Sirius loves it too, he loves being able to fully let go and not doubt for a second that Remus will take care of him. There’s no putting up a front, no trying to be something.

[siriusly-chaotic]

lets mix it up a bit. past rosekiller and jegulus with endgame bartylus.