What About George Headcannons? Those Boys Are My Obsessiooooon

No because if I was Viggo I’d ALSO be fucking pissed off?? Like you’re this mastermind dragon hunter that is running possibly the largest operation in the entire of the archipelago that is family owned and ran with your older brother with hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of henchmen to do your dirty work and whenever people even MENTION your name they get scared and you’re this big strong powerful dude in his like mid forties but then a group of mother fucking barely adult stupid ass kids show up and successfully threaten your entire business model? Everything was fine yesterday but then this gaggle of incompetent fools show up with their stupid reptiles and suddenly you’re in a war??? AND the fucking malnourished stick insect of a leader they have has the AUDACITY to steal an ancient relic off of one of your predecessors ships??? AND THEN THEY BLOW UP YOUR ONLY MODE OF LONG FORM TRANSPORTATION??? AND THEN THEY RELEASE A BUNCH OF YOUR STOCK AND SINK THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF YOUR PROFITS BY SAVING THE DRAGONS YOU CAPTURED??? WHAT??? MOTHER FUCKER HAD EVERY SINGLE RIGHT TO START A WAR. HICCUP AND HIS STUPID ASS FRIENDS SHOWING UP AND JUST TANKING YOUR WHOLE ASS LIFE??? IMAGINE BEING A FUCKING KING PIN CRIMINAL EXPERT IN DRAGON TRADING AND YOU LOSE AN ENTIRE WAR TO A GLORIFIED WALKING EMBODIMENT OF AWKWARDNESS AND HIS 5 WEIRD LITTLE CREATURES HE TAKES AROUND WITH HIM. IMAGINE HAVING TO SIT THERE IN YOUR COOL ASS DRAGON HUNTER EVIL LAIRE AND PLAN HOW YOU WERE GONNA FIGHT OFF THE LITTLE RUNT OF BERK HEIR GUY THAT WON’T GIVE UP. IMAGINE?? FUCKING IMAGINE????

WHO WOULD NOT BE PISSED??? THAT MAN HAD A VERY EXTREMELY RATIONAL REACTION BECAUSE THAT WAS LITERALLY THE FOUNDATION OF HIS LIFE??? HIS ENTIRE CAREER GOT NOT JUST ENDED BUT FORCEFULLY FUCKING SLAMMED INTO A WALL OF CONCRETE AND CURB STOMPED BY A FUCKING STEAM ROLLER RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM. I mean sure yeah he put up the biggest fight of the century and did his whole ‘I’m gonna mess with your head until you go insane and just fuck off and leave me alone you stupid little annoying boy get a life,’ thing BUT STILL HICCUP WON THAT WAR AND THE AGE OF 18. EIGHT GOD DAMN TEEN.

To make up for the angst that @read-reblog-repeat just posted that broke my heart, here is some smut that will be in the 10 bllu children book because the first chapter isn't finished but I really want to give you guys a peek.

Warning smut from here on out with trans Remus (Don't want or like, don't read simple)

Words: 412

Moans full of pleasure filled the bedroom, getting higher in pitch and volume as Regulus reached down to rub Remus’ clit, continuing to thrust inside him as deep as he could go, his grip on Remus’ thighs the only reason he wasn't sliding up the bed.

Regulus couldn’t stop from groaning as Remus scratched his nails down his back, creating gorgeous pleasure pain to course through his body. Regulus bit and sucked at all the skin he could reach, paying extra attention to the spots that made Remus most vocal. He soon found himself getting closer and closer to his orgasm, groaning through harsh breaths he forced himself to pull out, so he wouldn’t cum inside. Immediately scooting down the bed, wrapping an arm around his thigh, to keep Remus in place, and starting to lick and suck at Remus’ clit, before he could whine about no stimulation, every now and then pushing his tongue inside, as he jacked himself off with his other hand.

Remus was crying with pleasure, his werewolf senses making everything all the more sensitive. He suddenly felt Regulus tense and felt more than heard the loud moan he let out as he found himself climaxing. Unintentionally edging Remus as he stopped to catch his bearings, leaving Remus to cry in frustration because of how close he had been. Regulus was quick to shush him by using his now free hand to enter two fingers, instantly finding and rubbing at his g spot. Remus was so close, so impossibly close, with Regulus sucking, licking and fingering him, but just as he was about to cum, he stopped all his movements again.

Remus was about to yell at Regulus that he wasn't in the mood for edging kind of sex today, when his ears and mind started to cooperate. The sound of tapping at the window drowned out their heavy panting. Remus looked over at the window and saw an owl, looking a little frazzled, holding a letter in its beak. ‘I swear to Merlin if you get up to get that letter and don't get me off right now. I will slap you.’ Remus gritted out, hating how desperate he was feeling, when the moment had clearly been ruined. ‘What if it’s important?’ Regulus questioned as he rubbed his hands up and down Remus’ thighs. ‘Since when has anyone, ever, sent us anything important?’ Remus panted, squirming as Regulus’ hands got extremely close to where he wanted them.

Remus being the most werewolf unwerewolf to ever werewolf is actually giving me life right now.

He loves any sort of meat, but he can't do bones in it, or it'll have to be mince meat. Just general picky eater stuff.

He loves to bite/chew whether it is a teether or his lovers skin, but as soon as he's drawing blood, he's vomiting.

Werewolves known for being aggressive, but Remus cried the first few times he yelled at someone.

Known for running hot, but it will be 30 degrees celsius outside, and he'll be in long pants and a jumper that swallows him whole and says he's cold.

Known for being cold and distant, but Remus is a chronic clinger and hates being alone. He's also one of the kindest people any of them had met. He used to be the stereotype because his parents had scared rules for him to follow into him.

Can't think of anything else right now

This is the sort of shit that Rosekiller would pull

I'm like tweaking out a little bit here cos what do you mean 53 people have decided that they want to put up with my bullshit. That's 53 more than I ever thought. And what do you mean I've been adopted on tumblr and got my own tag with this messed up family that's about a probably equally messed up family.

Anyway, gonna go kick my feat and scream in a corner thinking about Remus Lupin and Barty Crouch Jr. because I am trash for them.

Parent-teacher interviews the year before The Four Horsemen of The Apocalyse (TFHTA) Remus had off handedly mentioned to Minerva, while trying to stop the most shit eating grin form, that the quadruplets looked up to Barty and James. Minerva paled dramatically, rethinking all her life decisions that could have made her deserve this.

Also, I could so see their look alikes clinging to someone else.

Like baby 1# (Sirius look alike) is obsessed with Peter, much too Sirius' dismay. Sirius was quite literally crying in the corner for hours when he realised that mini him would rather be with Peter.

Though Sirius got the twins instead, which he was very pleased about, because he got to watch Lily's eye twitch when the twins wanted to spend time with Sirius on his magic infused muggle technology.

They are all Remus kids, though. They are all unintentionally sucking up to him, and they don't even realise it. Regulus will be jaw dropped every single time the kids will do something for Remus just by him giving them a look, not even asking just looking, while he had to ask them for 3 days before they even considered to do what Regulus had asked.

moonwater's bad karma results in them birthing prongsfoot lmao

#1 is fucking Sirius, but that was to be expected, the black brothers look like twins, Reg's looks and Remus' mischief, natural

#2 gets Remus' pretty curly brown hair, quickly develops Reg's love for quidditch, and it's not until they're walking in Diagon Alley and someone asks if they're babysitting harry that they realize POTTER CLONED HIMSELF AGAIN, IN THEIR OWN CHILD

Peter is forever sad that he doesn't get his own twin, keeps begging moonwater to try for another but they're too scared (actual reason he became a traitor)

Moonwater Micro Fic, NSFW, 892 Word Count,

Pt. 1 found here

Important Tags: Lingerie, d/s dynamics, implied subspace

A/N: This ran away from me a little bit… it’s longer than intended. It will eventually get cross posted onto AO3.

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Regulus considers himself a patient person… well, on the outside, at least.

Now though, as he sits on the end of Remus’ gaudy gryffindor bed while the other gets changed in the bathroom, he finds himself bouncing his leg and chewing on his lip. Not in nervousness, no, rather… anticipation.

He’s had this idea for a while; wrapping his lover in delicate fabrics and watching him squirm. Regulus could not even begin to describe the pulsing, throbbing heat he felt coiling in his core at just the image of pretty lace caging Remus’ cock.

“Reg?…” he looks up, Remus sneaking up on him while he was lost in his own desire, “I feel a bit ridiculous, admittedly.”

Regulus lets a soft smile overtake his features, reaching forward and pulling Remus in by the hip, “I think you look amazing, sweet boy.”

Remus is splotchy with a pretty red flush from his face down to his chest. His fingers pull nervously at a bit of lace falling across his thigh, “I— I really like it. Thank you, sir.”

“Yeah?” Regulus questions, breathless, as the pad of his thumb brushing across a covered nipple, “I do too, the light blue really suits you.”

His eyes trail down the rest of Remus’ form, taking in the way the elastic cuts into the softer parts of his body. He runs a finger just above the waistband of the panties, Remus’ prick twitching against his stomach from where it peeks out.

“I’m going to keep you standing, love,” Regulus looks up at him, their eyes meeting as he speaks. It’s not a question, Remus will stay standing until Regulus tells him otherwise, or else he’ll find himself sorely disappointed.

“Alright,” Remus lets out a stuttering breath, the first sign that he’s starting to slip beneath that soft, comforting surface he loves so much.

Regulus finds his eyes trailing back down, running the tip of his finger through the precum gathering in Remus’ slit. “Look at you, Rem… you’re so good for me.”

Regulus finds himself becoming a bit breathless with the fulfillment of such a long standing fantasy. He can’t help himself as he pulls down the front of Remus’ panties just enough to lightly grip his prick.

He makes sure his hold is feather light, not wanting to give Remus quite what he’s expecting just yet, “Do you have any ideas for what I should do to you, pet?”

Remus’ eyes are focused intently on where Regulus’ fingers are wrapped around him, “Your mouth? Please?”

Regulus chuckles, “I should’ve expected that.”

He lowers himself down onto his stomach, his feet dangling over the edge of the bed as he becomes perfectly eye level with Remus’ crotch.

“Can you remind me what our word is, love?” He’s looking up at him again, this time through full, dark lashes.

“Snitch,” he clearly speaks, knowing that for just a moment he needs to be the one to reassure his partner.

“Good boy, Remus,” Regulus kitten licks right across his tip, causing the other to take in a sharp breath, “I want your hands to stay on your chest, love. Can you do that for me?”

Remus nods but aborts the movement as a small ‘Yes sir’ tumbles from his mouth, cradling his hands to his chest.

Regulus takes him halfway into his mouth, pressing his tongue flat against the underside. He starts slow, bobbing his head at a consistent pace just on the edge of too slow.

“Reg—“ his hips twitch forward minutely.

He backs off, “that’s not right, Rem,” he scratches lightly across Remus’ perineum, a shiver overtaking him.

“Sorry, s-sir,” he’s breathless, the flush letting off heat that Regulus can feel from his spot below him.

Regulus hums in recognition, lowering himself to take Remus into his mouth again, starting much quicker than the time previous.

Remus whimpers but Regulus continues, taking him as far into his mouth as he can and swallowing around him. He feels rather than sees the next twitch of Remus’ hips, knowing the other’s limit is nearing.

He pulls off with a wet pop, licking his lips and stroking as he starts speaking, “You’re doing so good, just keep those hands up, okay?”

Remus nods, eyes watering and knuckles clenched impossibly tight where they’re cradled in front of his flushed chest, “Can I cum please?”

“Of course you can, sweet boy,” Regulus takes him down again, swirling and swallowing around him until he feels the muscles spasm in Remus’ legs.

He feels it as soon as cum covers the back of his throat, pulling himself back just enough to open his mouth and let the last bit collect on his tongue. He pushes himself up off his stomach and grabs Remus’ face, pushing his tongue into his mouth and messily transferring the contents between them.

Remus whimpers into his mouth, but swallows down what he can.

Regulus hums in satisfaction, eyes glinting as he notices the fists still resting on his chest, “Merlin Remus, you listen so well. You’re so perfect.”

Remus lets his head fall onto Regulus’ shoulder, “Can I put ‘em down now?”

“Yeah,” He’s slightly breathy in his reply, watching as his lover encloses his arms around his waist “I love you…”

“Love you too, Reg.” Remus mumbles into his shoulder, tightening his grip around his waist, “so much.”

This is James Potter asking Lily out for the 12th time that week

Neil Perry hc, where his favorite movie as a kid was Bambi (it came out in 1942 so he would've been able to watch it)

Never beating the "Neil Perry as a deer" allegations, btw