miel ​†

sirius sirius sirius

[ykcherries]

MIEL, 21, they/them

ships wolfstar, grimkiller/sirity, jegulus, marylily, bambibelle/prongsfoot, heartsun/maryjames, bartylily

ao3 coming soon…

dni homophobia, transphobia, racism, sexism and misogyny, any kind of discrimination;

+ sirius and wolfstar haters.

anti jkr.

big fan of the cowboy vampire wolfstar tag, #miel answers for asks, #miel writes for longer hcs and oneshots

[mmambosunn]

Tune me

Mary as a violinist and Lily as a harpist.

They don’t say it out loud, but perfection has a sound and they’re both striving to find it. It’s in the way Lily plays like she’s trying to outrun something, like every note needs to land harder than the last, in the way Mary’s bow flies across the strings, making it look effortless to everyone else.

They don’t talk about how admiration turns, how it can sour into resentment, into jealousy, how easily those things tangle together, how they bring out each other’s worst insecurities.

Mary doesn’t talk about the times she catches flashes of red hair slipping out of the room she practices in. Lily doesn’t talk about the way Mary brushes off conversations about upcoming recitals.

Still, they can’t ignore each other’s sound and aren’t trying to. Even if it hurts, even if it sometimes overtakes their their complex relationship.

In a world where perfection is the only thing that matters, they’re all strings, pull too hard and they break, loosen them and the notes fall flat. But as long as they stay in tune, they make something right

[ykcherries]

wolfstar love each other so intensely but they fight with just as much fire. together they bring the best version out of each other but when they argue, when they miscommunicate it’s vicious. words cut so deep that they bleed as they know what the other is made of. their arguments go from silent, building a wall in front of their hearts to raw and loud, and their emotions on their sleeves. they make up in the end and learn in time how to talk about their feelings because the love and care they have for each other is worth every step and hardship.

[ghostlynocturnalspirit]

remus humping his own pillow, whimpering and imagining it's sirius underneath him. thinking himself so perverted for wanting his best friend like this, but god he just can't help himself

[del-stars]

sharing a little preacher's dog b sides snippet! bc i find myself v excited for her these days...

Remus was twelve years old when his mother died. She’d been dying slowly for several years, their house tainted with the cold, hardening certainty of it. Hope stopped singing—she could hardly draw in enough breath to whisper an I love you. Sometimes, when Remus played some of her old favorites on the record player, she didn’t recognise them at all. Rarely did she have enough energy to get out to the porch. Lyall changed, too. Hardened. He didn’t dance anymore, didn’t laugh, didn’t look at Remus for longer than a brief glance. He was irritable, angry with the world, and Remus confronting his father’s anger meant facing the real reason for it: that his mother was going to die. So, Remus learned silence, learned to hide in corners, learned all the best ways not to invoke his father’s rage.  Lyall hardened, Remus shrank, and all the while, Hope withered. The death was long, dirty, brutal, drawn out to poison several years of Remus’ childhood. Selfishly, drunkenly, bitterly, Remus later found himself wishing it had happened quicker. Were the extra few years with his mother worth it, wrought with so much suffering? If the Lord had taken her sooner, wouldn’t that have given him more time to cope with it all, safe from the memory of her skeletal frame vomiting up blood? Would Lyall have found a way to love his son in spite of the loss, if he’d just had more time? None of it mattered. Remus played the years over in his mind constantly, thought of ways it could have happened differently, or moments he could have loved her more. It made no change. She was still dead. He had still been twelve.

[ykcherries]

teen romance wolfstar

[bluerrosee]

remus

[ykcherries]

wolfstar the type of clingy gross couple who sometimes when they kiss they pass a chewing gum between them

[ykcherries]

i love friends to lovers, instant connection wolfstar but there’s also something so good about friends with benefits with hidden feelings wolfstar

[sspadfoot]

girlie with the dry humping, im raising the bar... ready?? wolfstar but with insanely high libido ;PPPPP

I'm sorry it took some time for me to answer this but when I first saw it I was like yes pls

NSFW

I definitely think they were the most sexually active out of all their friend group, that's for sure. They were always grabbing each other and making it obvious they'd rather be at home with each other than anywhere else

But because of that, James had definitely been the one to walk in on them the most and has come to the conclusion that they need to sound-proof their walls

Everyone thinks Sirius is the one to instigate it the most, but it's definitely Remus. He's is so obsessed with Sirius that it's sickening. He's the one who wants him the most, always kissing his neck and grabbing his waist so tight it leaves a bruise.

Sirius could be do anything from washing dishes to sorting their washing and Remus immediately walks up behind him and just starts pressing gentle kisses in the most sensitive places just so he can get a reaction, and he obviously does

And they always happen to do it during the most random times. They could be on the brink of leaving their house so they're not late to Regulus' and they'd start going at it against a wall. Or they'd just arrive home from washing the car and Remus would bend Sirius over the kitchen counter. It's quick and messy, but it's perfect to them.

At first, they were both a bit scared about it, worried they'd drive each other out. But they didn't. Instead they found a rhythm (in both ways) and it was perfect to them.

That's all I've got so far I hope you liked these xx

[sspadfoot]

Christian Remus who would take off his cross necklace before making love to Sirius only to put it back on straight after and repent for his sins

[wolf-john-wolf]

[starcroww]

Do you ever think about sirius and remus being all cute and cuddling and kissing then fucking raw and nasty? I do.

[ykcherries]

wolfstar cuddling, sirius with his back at remus and what starts as soft pecks turns into breathless kisses. fast forward remus is pounding into him and it’s all messy, sweaty and whiny

[ykcherries]

thinking about rosekiller ending up having a threesome with sirius, nothing romantic just full on attraction and pleasure just going at it. they’re barely even friends but no one can deny they find the other attractive so they play with each other every now and then

[cherrylusstuff]

long term relationship wolfstar being absolute whores for each other. sirius going actually feral every morning watching remus in his waistcoats and never letting him leave for work without ruining him with an inappropriate kiss. remus making them late to every friend reunion because he cannot keep his hands off sirius in those low rise pants. sirius blushing just from watching remus be domestic, like doing the laundry or the dishes. the kitchen counter becoming a permanent make-out station every time sirius decides to cook something new. both of them having to be seated at opposite ends of the table during trivia nights because they get too horny. full hookups happening in the bathrooms of all their friends' houses. all of their furniture being baptized. every single place being a danger zone.

[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.

[ykcherries]

sirius whining about how it’s not going to fit and remus just takes his leg puts is over his shoulder and says “you can take it baby”

[ykcherries]

mary and sirius bonding over music. you just know the best hits are playing from their room because eventually they have so many sleepovers they’re roomates at this point. and when madonna is playing loud in the hallways you know sirius and mary are inside doing god knows what, giggling like little kids.