alternate universe - muggle

“They’re… chaos,” Remus said firmly. “And chaos is—”“Rock and roll.”He looked at Sirius sharply, and for once, matched his grin. “Yeah.”“Maybe that’s my excuse then,” Sirius said. “I cause a bit of chaos now, and maybe one day, it’ll turn into rock and roll.” After losing his mother at age eleven, Remus has spent the better part of the last four years bouncing from school to school or else running around London and pretending as though he wasn't the kind of well-bred boy his father brought him up to be. Now, with his chances all run out, Remus is sent to Hawkings Independent School as a last-ditch effort to clean up his act. There he meets the very people who will set up the rest of his life, and is forced to confront the pieces of himself he'd long thought had been lost. (genuinely not apologising for the slow-burn in this fic anymore. You've been warned <3) *Please do not comment on the fic asking about translations because it is unlikely that I will see it. If you're interested in translations/have a question regarding the fic, please reach out on tumblr @motswolo x

“It’ll be a phrase you’d say in bed,” Ginny supplied, grinning. “It has to be something provocative.” Hermione clicked her tongue. “Be sensible. It will be on my body forever.” “You can choose the phrase,” Ginny said magnanimously, then tilted her head, considering her. “And where. On your bum might be nice, for instance.” “I’m not getting my bum tattooed,” Hermione deadpanned, then sighed. “Fine. I’ll think of something.” “Think fast. We’ll do it first thing this weekend.” Ginny pushed to her feet, plucking up their empty glasses and walking them to the sink. --- Or, when Hermione is dared to get a tattoo.

“You’d have better luck with the tipsy blonde by the door,” she jutted her chin that way. A petite blonde that had obviously had one drink too many swayed softly by the door – flashing pouty lips in Theo’s direction. “Maybe,” Theo crooned, mixing a long island. “But I want you. Come on, beautiful, stop fighting it. I see the way your body responds to me. But I’m a patient man – I can wait,” he added, seeing the retort on her tongue. “It can be fun, no strings attached. Or bring the bloody strings, Hermione. I think you’ll find I’m the open for anything sort.” “You make it really hard to tell you no, Theo,” she laughed, thinking about the reason why she always told him no. “Is that a yes, then?” he asked, a faint twinkle in his eye. “No.”

Just…stepcest smut. 🙃 Started off as a twitter Drabble, but each chapter gets longer and eventually we see a minute amount of substance. Mostly just porn though. 😊💜