Does Anybody Have Those Characters Where They Just Like Dump Loads Of Trauma On Them? Like You Are Literally

«Dear Your Holiness» Remus will probably always be my favorite Remus. Drawing him with a darker skin was challenging but I wanted to paint him how he is described in the fic. I don't know if I managed but well I tried. Thank you @mollymarymarie for writing this masterpiece. It means so much to me and I am forever grateful ❤️

periodical reminder that if you are in the marauders fandom, and you consider yourself anti-jkr + anti-transphobia, you cannot ethically engage with any form of official content, merch or ‘experiences’ (i.e studio tours etc).

any money that you spend on jkr’s IP could legitimately be used to fund transphobia through her donations to anti-trans charities.

you may consider yourself anti-transphobia, but by voting with the money in your pocket, you show where your true affiliations lie. you show whether or not you value your entertainment over trans lives.

supporting jkr in a ‘marauders way’ or an ‘atyd way’ means nothing when that money all just ends up in her pocket.

so please. you don’t need a reboot. you don’t need a marauders series. you don’t need that official hp merch.

there’s a whole world of free fan created content out there to explore. enough for a lifetime.

perhaps start there.

Established Wolfstar fluff thought of the day (modern au)

Sirius Black looks all menacing in public with his long black coat and model-walk energy. And his ice-cold expression, silver eyes, sharp cheekbones and messy curls looking intimidating and unearthly beautiful. Very, very unapproachable.

But the moment Sirius spots his husband, Remus, his eyes light up, runs full speed like an overgrown puppy with a child like grin and wraps Remus in his arms with forehead kisses and nuzzles into his shoulder like he’s home.

And one day, Remus secretly records it.

Because Sirius Black might be terrifying to the world, but to Remus, he’s just the softest most goofiest love of his life.

the whomping willow is so real for beating people up just to keep remus lupin safe

um excuse me what the FUCK oh my god????? 😭😭

Sirius who is back at The Ancient and Noble House of Black after his 4th year at Hogwarts, rummaging around at the extensive family library for more information about Werewolves to be more aware of his best friend (ahem unofficial love of his life ahem)'s "condition", when he comes across a book, almost 350 pages by how thick it was.

“Experimented to the Bone: Field-Tested Methods to Cripple a Werewolf During and Beyond the Full Moon”

He winced at the title, that was definitely not what he wanted to learn but as he moved to place it back in the shelf, he came across a familiar name.

"By Lyall Lupin"

Sirius paused, because surely not. It surely could not be the same Lyall Lupin, who was Remus's father. But Lupin was not a common name, nor was Lyall. Fuck.

He opened to the first page, to view the year it was published.

"1969"

That was after Remus was born. Like him, he was born in 1960. Every second after he picked the book from the shelf, Sirius fought back bile coming up his throat.

Authors note

As someone who has worked in the "Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures" department of the Ministry of Magic, it has been my great pleasure to write and publish this book myself. For years, Werewolves have been a prime obsession of mine. I've been studying ways and techniques on how to weaken them and then, by Merlin's grace, I was granted an opportunity to study them closely every day, in and out of a full moon for 4 years. And to whomever it may concern, this book is my greatest creation.

As To the viewers' discretion, please be aware. These methods have been experimented on a much weaker Werewolf. The doses and measurements given in the book can be adjusted to higher doses based on the size and age of the creature.

Taking harsh breaths he quickly flips through the book, catching small sentences

"Sew Silver threads along their clothes"

"Stir wolfsbane in their water and let sit"

"Sprinkle small doses of wolfsbane in their food to keep them weak throughout the day"

"When locked in, the creature harms itself during a full moon, be reminded to use cages and shackles made from Silver instead of regular Iron"

The book dropped to the floor. And Sirius heaved on the library floor, much to the dismay of Kreacher who appeared instantly to clean it and then disappeared.

He couldn't breathe, he cried, and he stayed there, almost paralyzed for hours before Regulus came looking for him who took a look at the title and the first page before he dropped down next to his brother to pull him to his chest.

And then Sirius couldn't seem to stop moving his mouth between his cries. Things along the lines of, "His own father" or "He never told us" or "Does he even know?", "Why is he dead, i wanna kill him", "1969 Reggie, he was a child", "I knew he despised his dad, never knew why......i wish i didn't know"

And what was Regulus to do except weep with his brother.

silly wolfstar

remus lupin with social anxiety who everytime his friends talk to someone else he just stands there like 🧍‍♂️

sunday snippet!

sneaking this in just under the wire. thanks to @madefortherain for the tag!

(just a short one today because lotf chapter 3 has been giving me Issues)

And that...that earns a laugh out of Sirius. A real one, Remus can tell. He finds himself staring at the way Sirius's smile widens until it breaks open, the way his eyes flutter closed. Every single thing this man does is beautiful.

np tags: @quiethauntings @moonysentropia

every time someone says they don’t like fem sirius i will just put him in more little dresses and skirts and give him more leg hair and chest hair and big chunky jewelry and messy makeup and make their shoulders broader and the straps on their tank tops thinner and their heels higher and hair shorter and

"IT WAS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE A ONESHOT!!!" i scream, desperately clawing at the floor, as the fic drags me back into The Depths to continue writing against my will for the rest of eternity