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jamespotterbbg · 3 days
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rip remus lupin you would have embodied i hate it here
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bruisedboys · 6 months
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remus who needs to make eye contact with reader when talking bc she has his full attention but she tries averting her gaze and he’s Tall so he does that thing where he bends his head down/chases her eyes so they maintain contact
ugh this!!!!!!!! he definitely does this, so hot of him honestly. I didn’t do justice to your idea at all but I gave it a shot!!!
rockstar!remus lupin x fem!reader
Remus gets off stage and he’s somehow a billion times hotter than he was two hours ago. It’s cruel. He’s the kind of handsome that begs to be looked at. You don’t blame his screaming fans. Not when you’d definitely be one of them if it weren’t for your lucky position of the bassists girlfriend.
“Hey,” Remus says, slinging his bass over his shoulder as he jogs towards you. His headset dangles around his neck, makeup smudged under his eyes and his hair in disarray, and yet he heads straight for you, brushing away a couple of techies who try to wave him down. He comes to a halt in front of you, still buzzing with onstage energy. “Can I hug you?”
“Yeah,” you nod, breathless and he’s only said a few words. He’s so handsome you can’t think straight. He hugs you hard, and you don’t even care that he’s sweating buckets. His arms cage you, strong and heavy, and he smells like sweat and musk, his cologne subtle but heady.
“You played amazing,” you tell him as his hands roam your back, one between your shoulder blades and another at the small of your back, pressing you in.
Remus pulls back, hot hands sliding to hold you by the shoulders. He squeezes you, calloused thumbs at your collar. He’s smiling so big you’re sure his cheeks hurt. “
“Cause I had my lucky charm,” he says, chucking you under the chin. “I’m so glad you came, pretty girl.”
Heat flares behind your cheeks. You can’t believe he’s real, can’t believe he’s this handsome and calling you pretty and telling you he’s glad you came to his show. As if you’d ever even think about being anywhere else tonight but here. You dip your head so you don’t have to look at his handsome face, opting instead for the dirty backstage floor.
“I’m glad I came too,” you mumble, toeing a rogue piece of confetti with the tip of your shoe.
Remus follows you down, bending to your height and tilting his head up so you’re forced to look him in the eyes. He’s gorgeous and he’s lovely and he’s so close you could kiss him.
“What did you say, sweetheart?” He asks, lips quirked, his mouth so close that his warm breath fans over your lips. “Can’t hear you when you get all shy like that.”
You groan. He’s awful. “I’m not shy,” you protest, though you are, especially with him. You stick your chin out in a show of fake confidence. “I said I’m glad I came too.”
Remus’ grins and thumbs your jaw, then cards a hand through his messy, sweaty hair. “Mm, I bet you are, sweetheart.”
You know he’s teasing. You don’t mind it as much as you should.
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ddejavvu · 5 months
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hi lovie! just had a thought of remus not being able to prepare the reader for him and going “deep breath, baby” cause this man has massive cock and that’s it
this post is 18+, minors dni.
"It's gonna hurt," Remus hums, low and sweet as he presses a kiss to your flushed cheek. It's hot with lust and exhilaration, and he noses at the other one while your stomach clenches in anticipation.
"I can take it," You vow, and you really mean it, even if Remus is convinced it'll take time. You've seen him before, and he's impressive to say the least, but you're aching and wet, and there's nothing you want more than to feel Remus's thick cock slip into your eager cunt.
"Relax," He warns you, keeping his face pressed to yours, breathing in tandem with you and brushing his lips against your nose from proximity alone, "Relax, dove, y'hear me?"
"I'm relaxed," You promise, forcing your muscles to un-tense themselves. You feel the head of his cock prod at your slit, although it doesn't offer much resistance until his full circumference breaches your hole. All at once it's too thick, too big, too much, and you tense up again, thighs and stomach and hands all clenched as you gasp in a breath of air.
"Breathe, sweetheart, breathe," Remus coaches, stopping in his tracks, "Deep breath, baby, you're alright. We'll go slow."
"No, I can take it," You repeat, less confident this time, and nearly breathless, "Remus, I- I can take it."
"I know y'can," He croons, pressing another sticky warm kiss to your face, tucked between your nose and your cheek, "Just be patient, sweet thing. You can have it all, I promise. Just wanna make sure I'm not gonna rip you t'pieces, love."
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is this seat taken?
how the marauders sit around you
tags: james potter x reader,, sirius black x reader,, remus lupin x reader,, headcanon,, so soft
a/n: been super inactive!! so i offer this as peace offering <3
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james would purposefully find seats meant for for one person. eagerly pulling you to follow him and plop down, patting his thighs. you’d look at him, eyebrows raised in question and he’d just offer a boyish smile, perfect dimples denting his cheeks. he’d spread his legs, pull you into him and sit you on one of his muscled thighs. he would keep a hand around your waist and the other intertwined with yours. he’d make you lean into him a bit more, only to pepper you with light kisses all over your jaw and neck. of course you’d wish to sit on a proper chair once in a while, and when you had said this out loud, he had gasped, utterly offended.
sirius would be sitting on a bench, he would have his legs on either side of the seat — straddling it as he faces you, his legs barricading you in place. his knees and the warmth of thighs firmly against your knees and bum. he’d be leaning to the table, an elbow prompt up supporting his head. while his other hand would be tucking a lock of hair behind your ear, exposing your pretty neck. he’d run his knuckle over the smooth skin and he’s just stare. looking at you and softly smiling. then you would you would offer him bites of your meal, kissing his lips each time he takes a bite.
remus would sit on the couch, grab your hand and slowly guide you to stand between his spread knees. he would kiss your hand, littering little kisses all over your wrist and forearms and the inside of your elbow, as he slowly let your arms rest on his shoulders. as he leans forward to hug your thighs close to his chest. he’d nuzzle your tummy, breathe in your scent - somehow always calming his nerves. you’d bury your hand in his hair, run your fingers through it and rub his scalp. he’d open his eyes, not knowing he’d close them and look up at you, sighing, looking content.
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slythergirl666 · 4 months
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remus lupin who loves to sneak up and hug you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder to give you sloppy neck kisses. remus lupin who asks you to sing him to sleep. remus lupin who begs you to help him in potions, the only class he's barely passing. remus lupin who always brings you food at the most random times. like you'll be in the middle of a history lesson and he'll just pull out an apple, offering you a bite. remus lupin who ends up doing your homework for you when you ask him for help. remus lupin who always has a book in hand. remus lupin who loves to lay his head in your lap when you're reading in bed together. remus lupin who gets flustered when you want to take care of his scars. remus lupin who loves seeing you in his one of his sweaters.
sirius black. james potter.
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orchideous-nox · 1 month
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okay but imagine just before a full moon when Remus is all grumpy and short tempered and the other marauders are like "hey, hey! remember, werewolf not swearwolf" and make him put money in a swear jar for the next hogsmead trip
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moonys-bf · 1 year
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marauders handwriting headcanons
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ginevrapng · 4 months
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Super cuddly Remus, like he just loves holding you and like is always touching you even if when he doesn’t notice it (also he smells like hot chocolate it’s canon)
this is such a good idea! have some headcanons because i couldn't think of complete scenario<3
- he's even more touchier than normal after the full moon, the guy just wants to be next to you, because of that though he does become a bit distant before the full moon but he makes up for it after.
- remus is always holding your hand, eating lunch in the great hall? holding your hand. walking to classes? holding your hand. walking you home from work? holding your hand. walking down the street? holding your hand
- when it rains he always has an umbrella for you both to share so he can pull you closer towards him so you're touching and it keeps you dry.
- he's always resting his chin on your shoulder from behind you and holding onto your waist
- whenever he's close to you you're immediately comforted, your boyfriend makes you feel safe and calm and whenever your thighs are pressed against each other and you smell the familiar scent of hot chocolate you relax and rest against his shoulder
- half the time he doesn't even realise he's touching you, it's just second nature at this point
- he'll stroke your arm and make little patterns while he's laying with his head on your thigh as he looks up at you and you play with his hair.
- parties are not something he's particularly fond of but whenever the marauders drag him to one or if you ask he'll come. at those parties he'll drag you down with him so you're on his lap sitting on the sofa together
"remus, can i ask you question?" "sure, love." "at parties you always hold onto me and when walking together you insist on holding my hand. you're always touching me." "i guess holding you brings me comfort and makes me feel calm. you make me feel secure and wanted. why wouldn't i want to touch, hold and hug the person i love. do you want me to stop?" "definitely not i really like it."
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futurecorps3 · 11 months
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Hii, could you maybe write Remus with a big titty gf? I’m obsessed with the James one btw, I love the way you write the boys!! <3
𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Masterlist<3
MINORS STAY AWAY I'LL BLOCK EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, THIS IS +18!!!
See also… All marauders versions in my marauders masterlist<3 (Sirius’ is up!!!)
oh my baby boy <3 I LOVE THIS OFC!! Now I gotta do a Sirius one too hehe. Tysm nonnie! Hope u like it
-We know Moony’s partner would have one of his sweaters at all times, right?
-He loves when you wear his clothes and how your tits look in them BUT
-HE ABSOLUTELY ADOOOORES HOLDING THEM WHEN YOURE WEARING HIS SWEATERS
-“For comfort, love. Helps m’sleep” he says as you’re about to take a nap in his dorm, voice deep and laced in tiredness “‘Course baby”.
-You think he’s just saying that but they do help him sleep, they’re warm and soft and :(
- While James is more of a buries his face in them, Remus just kind of
-Holds them gently, maybe even kneads them a bit
-He’s a smug, teasing bastard so he loves how you squirm when he moves his hands a bit too much<3
-“You alright there, luv?” while home smirks like PLEAAAAASE
-He’s not one to do stuff near the boys but
-He THRIVES when the boys stare at them but try to look away to be respectful!!!
-LIKE YES THOSE ARE HIS WHAT ABOUT IT
-Now if someone else is staring
-He gets so protective over you and so SO angry
-I think Remus has a very quiet anger, he very rarely blows up so he stares at them first (kind of like a Henry Winter stare iykyk)
-Then says something like “The fuck you staring at, mate?” but SO CALMLY ITS SCARY
-The other person usually gets so nervous they have no other option but to leave
-I feel like
-He loves seeing you in tight sweaters rather than clothes that purposely show your cleavage like crop tops
-If you like to wear those go ahead by all means, he enjoys the view! But yeah, he loves a good black turtleneck or knitted sweater that fits tightly to your pretty tits <333
-He likes when you sit on his lap, real close to him because your boobs push all the way up into his face
-Remus Lupin lays on your chest when he needs to relax
-What’s not to love about it? He can hear your heartbeat, read his books or hear you talk, maybe even doze off if he feels like it
-Lover boy is so very respectful ofc, if you don’t feel comfortable with any of those things he’ll understand
-But if you do, know he’ll always have time to take care of them or you, even when that means putting his assignments on hold for a while<3
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llinstarr · 2 months
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Sirius is hot-pretty and Remus is hot-ugly.
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thyme-in-a-bubble · 6 months
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maroon
kinktober, day twenty-four
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a/n: ....can you tell I've rewatched vampire diaries this autumn?
warnings: vampire!remus lupin x reader, smut, established relationship, penetrative sex, dirty talk, biting, blood
∼ gentle reminder that feedback, but especially reblogs are the way you support writers on here ∽
masterlist | join my taglist | kinktober 2023
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Cheek smooshed, your drool nearly smeared against the wallpaper as Remus rocked into you, arms tight around your midsection as his face buried itself deeper into the crook of your neck, groaning deliciously against it with every fevered thrust of his hips. 
But suddenly his light pecks unravelled into something else as you felt his sharp teeth pierce your goosebump-ridden flesh. Blood trickled out of the wound, just as it had from the bite he had given your inner thigh just 10 minutes earlier, the unexpected second taste caused your balance to begin to fail you, sending your body back against his. 
“Wow,” swiftly retracting both his fangs as well as his girth, “I’ve got you,” his hold tightened around you as you dropped like a ragdoll, “you okay?” 
“Mhm,” you hummed weakly, blinking back at him with stary eyes. 
“Sorry, love,” he scooped your frame up into his arms as a soft chuckle rumbled within him, “your neck was just too alluring not to have a bite…” 
Taking a few steps towards the bed, he let your body drop to the mattress, your front melting down against it. Fingers twisting in the sheets, you felt his chest against your back once more, pressing you further down as he purred, “you know, this wouldn’t be a problem if you just let me turn you,” his tongue lapped up the streak of crimson that still flowed from your neck, “when are you gonna let me do that, huh? Just say yes and we’ll be together forever…”
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© 2023 thyme-in-a-bubble 
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bruisedboys · 6 months
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shy!reader who’s always a little anxious and hesitant to show affection but one day initiates by asking remus if he wants a kiss and he’s all giddy but she meant a chocolate kiss and she gets red and blushy
eek thank you so much this is so so cute! sorry it took me so long angel. hope u enjoy 💗
remus lupin x fem!reader modern au
You tip your gift bag upside down over the coffee table, colourful foil-wrapped chocolates spilling out across the wooden surface. Your boss at work had a bunch of sweets left over from her kid’s birthday party and had opted to give them all out to her colleagues. Lucky you, you’re one of her favourites. You’re pretty sure your bag was stuffed full the most.
You dig through your goods, sorting them into piles of different flavours and types, and then your favourites and Remus’ favourites. Speaking of, your boyfriend sits across from you on the one-seater couch, immersed in his writing. The laptop screen paints him paler than usual but no less handsome. You know you’ve struck lucky with him and just looking at him from across the room makes your heart race. You like him so much it’s sick.
You pick through the pile of chocolates deemed Remus’ favourites. There’s lots of dark chocolate, a few nutty bars and multiple Hershey’s kisses.
Without thinking (well, you are thinking, but just about how much you like Remus and want to give him something he’ll love), you speak up into the silence.
“Remus? Do you want a kiss?”
To your credit, you are holding up a silver-wrapped Hershey’s kiss in your hand. To Remus’ credit, he doesn’t see it until his head has snapped up so fast you’re worried he’s cracked his neck, eyes wide and lips parted.
“What?” He asks.
You realise your mistake almost immediately. Heat flares behind your cheeks.
“A Hershey’s,” you correct yourself, embarrassed beyond measure. You hold it up for him to see. “A Hershey’s kiss.”
Remus’ eyebrows lower significantly and his wide eyes soften.
“Oh,” he says softly. “Yeah, okay.” He smiles at you and you miss the mischief, too flustered from your slip up. “Bring it over here for me?”
You’re happy to. You get out of your seat, grabbing an extra couple of Hershey’s for good measure. You stop in front of his knees and hold the chocolates out to him.
He smiles and takes them from you, calloused fingers brushing your soft palm. “Thank you, lovely girl,” he says, lifting his chin so he can look you in the eyes.
You smile back. “That’s okay,” you say, moving to return to your seat. Remus doesn’t let you. He leans over his laptop, the screen digging into his chest, and bracelets your wrist with his lean fingers.
“Hold on,” he says, and now you pick up on the mischief in his tone, now that he’s got you trapped. He pulls you in between his legs and you know you’re not getting away until he lets you. “I’d like a real kiss too, if that’s okay.”
Heat blooms all over your face, creeping up your neck like a rash. “Remus,” you say, in what’s supposed to be a complaining tone but instead makes you sound like you’re a lovesick fool. You are, but. He doesn’t need to know that.
“What?” He grins. “I’m serious, dove. Please?”
It’s his please that gets you. You would’ve given him one anyway, but when he’s practically begging you, you’d rather die than not kiss him.
“Fine,” you say, more breathless than you’d like to be.
You lean over him and kiss him quick and sweet, trying not to linger though you desperately want to. Remus has other ideas. His hand curls around your neck, warm and heavy, and holds you against his mouth while he kisses you properly. Your lips part from the pressure, Remus’ thumb pushing into the hair at the back of your neck.
You’re barely breathing by the time you pull away. Cheeks hot, heart hammering. Remus smiles at you, looking not nearly as disheveled as you feel. Unfair.
“Thanks,” he tells you. “If you’ve got any more to give me, let me know.”
You both know he doesn’t mean chocolates.
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ddejavvu · 8 months
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oooh, reader finding out that her name in modern!remus’s phone is something super sweet like ‘my love’ and remus finds out his name in her phone is something ridicules like ‘daddy 🥵’ or ‘dicking down specialists’
"Send me that, would'ya, dove?" Remus smiles softly at the picture on your screen, a photo of your baby cousin giving him a rather drooly, wide-mouthed 'kiss' on the cheek as Remus tries turning away. He's got the most perfect expression you've ever seen on his face, a beautiful mixture of adoration and disgust.
"Mhm," You hum, tapping a mere three times to send the photo off to your boyfriend, "There y'go, Remus."
"Thanks." He grins, then his phone buzzes on the armrest of the couch, "Ah, look, m'girlfriend texted me."
He holds up the phone with something cheeky in his eyes, and your own gaze catches the contact name he has set for you on his phone: Lovey Dovey.
"Remus," You gush, mouth curling involuntarily into a good-natured pout, "That's so sweet. You're cheesier than I expected."
"Oh, please," He scoffs, "I'm sure yours is worse. What is it, sugar bear? Honey bunches? Snookums?"
Any of his further teasing quips are silenced when you resignedly murmur, "Captain Cock."
He blinks, mouth slowly closing, "What?"
"It's... it's Captain Cock," You repeat, "That's my- that's your name in my phone."
"Captain..." He echoes, and you nod, "Cock."
"'Cause we went to see that movie," You wave your hand, desperate to explain yourself away, "The- the war one. And the guy's name was Captain Cook, and- well, when we got home, you... we- uh, we fucked, so I just," You nearly fall silent, barely able to scrape together the courage to finish, "I just named you... Captain Cock."
"A war movie made you think of my dick?" Remus verifies, and you feel your cheeks blaze warmer, a level of heat you've never achieved before.
"Hey! You were the one who put the moves on me in the theater!" You defend, "I was watching a guy's head get blown through and you had your hand on my thigh! Plus," You scoff, grumbling without meeting his eyes, "Morning after, sure felt like I'd been through combat."
"I can't believe you," Remus laughs incredulously, "You nasty thing! All this time you've been my Lovey Dovey, and all you're thinking about is what's between my legs."
"No! No," You insist, ramming your face into his chest and trying to soothe the burn of your cheeks against the material of his sweatshirt, "Remus, stop it, you're being crass!'
"I'm being-! You're the one who's got my genitals saved in your phone!" He gushes, taking your jaw in his hands and pulling your face up to hover in front of his own despite your protests. He holds you there with a delighted grin on his face, one that's wolfish and teasing, "You're a perv, Y/N. Sirius would be very proud."
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artbyace · 1 year
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remus is my favorite bookworm and gryffindor cassanova
also i love the idea that he’s just accidentally hot without even trying (mary knows what’s up)! might reblog with some personal headcanons later :V
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jamesmydeer · 5 months
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christmas festivities hcs
masterlist
james potter
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making gingerbread houses
- the potters are THE family when it comes to christmas traditions 
- james is like one of those dads on vacation with an itinerary for the whole month of december
- he will be partaking in every christmas festivity 
- and so will you, like it or not
- and he will be referring to anyone who complains even once as ‘scrooge’ 
- his favorite, without a doubt, is decorating gingerbread houses 
- because this man is competitive 
- he loves you, but there’s no way he will let you make a better gingerbread house than him 
- he wanted to bake his own like his mom used to do when he was a kid 
- but he is no longer a kid 
- and you are not his mom
- so he settles for the pre-assembled ones 
- gets soooo pouty when yours starts looking better than his
“i think they gave you better icing or something”
- excuses
- you leave for one second to wash your hands 
- and come back to his gingerbread house lights (mini gummies) actually flickering 
“jamie! we agreed no magic!”
“you can’t prove anything!”
- he’s such a sore loser omg
- says he doesn’t care whose turns out better 
- liar 
- insists that you do one together 
- more like he watches you do one and claims half the work 
- sits you in his lap while you work on it 
- his only contribution is a heart on the side with your initials in it 
- he’s so cute y’all 
- wraps his arms around your middle and snuggles into your neck 
- hums along to the christmas music playing in the background 
- gets bored and stands up, taking you with him 
- dances around the dining room to festive music until his parents return home
- and immediately asks them whose is better 
- doesn’t care my ass 🙄
“they’re both great jamie” 
“y/n’s.”
“…”
“what? i’m not going to lie to my son”
- will need to snuggle on the couch to a christmas movie after that 
- his poor little feelings :,(
sirius black
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decorating the tree
(contemplating writing a fic for this, lmk what you think)
- sirius never got to decorate a christmas tree as a kid
- they always had one, and he helped put ornaments on
- but it always ended in him getting yelled at for putting them in the wrong place
- and they always had to match the theme
- if he brought an ornament home from school, it went straight into a box
- so when you get a tree for your place, he fully intended to sit back and let you do all the work
- you bring in a few boxes of ornaments and he tells you he’ll get all of them out
- he doesn’t want his baby poking themselves on the sharp part
- he goes through the first box and there’s nothing special
- some cute ornaments you made as a child that your family was willing to part with
- a cute set of a wolf, deer, dog, and rat that james insisted on everyone getting
- then he moves on to the next box
- and it’s full of ornaments from his family home that never got put on the tree
- he doesn’t even care how you got them, he just feels so appreciated for once
- he associates christmas with some not so good memories, and he loves you so much for trying to replace them
- sets the box down and hugs you so tight
- you swear you hear sniffles, but that’s neither here nor there
- lifts you up to put the star on top of the tree
“nice view from down here. star looks pretty good too”
- you step back to admire your work and he can’t stop smiling
- he’s so proud of it
- the tree is nowhere near as pretty as the ones he was used to
- but it was the best tree he had ever seen
- because it was yours
- and it showcased how much you love him
remus lupin
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family christmas party
- oh he is NERVOUS
- he’s met your family before, but this is a big deal to him
- because it’s the holidays and your whooooole family will be there
- you try to tell him that there’s no way he could make a bad impression
- he has tea with madam pince once a week, older people adore him
- you offer to pick him up but he insists on coming over alone
- which was a BIG mistake
- he went to a christmas party at the potter’s last year and was severely underdressed
- how was he supposed to know you have to dress fancy for christmas parties?? they don’t do that in the movies
- he was not going to do that again
- but your family does not wear suits to a christmas party
- weirdo pureblood traditions
- when he walk in and everyone is in comfy clothes?
- he has never felt more embarrassed
- his face is so red it could pass for an ornament
“you have more christmas sweaters than anyone i’ve ever met, and today is the day you decide not to wear one?”
- aside from a few of your uncles teasing him, everyone thinks he looks quite charming
- i mean, he’s already an attractive boy
- he can only look better in a suit
- besides, he’ll take a few teasing comments if it means he gets doted on by your mom
- whines to you once you’re in private that you should have told him
- you’re so mean
- remus lupin is a big baby
- luckily, you have a few of his sweaters
- you lead him into your bedroom to change
“door open y/n!”
- as if remus would ever do something inappropriate in your childhood home!
- he so would
- will NOT stop sniffing his sweater that now smells exactly like you
- it gets to present time and remus doesn’t expect to get anything
- and he’s fine with that !!!!
- he’s just happy to be there
- rests his head on your shoulder and watches everyone pass around presents
- you play with his hair and that’s enough of a gift for him
- but omg remus this one has your name on it!
- and it’s from you and your parents
- he smiles so big and assured them over and over that they didn’t have to do that
- he opens it up and it’s a pair of pajamas
- you tell him they match the ones that you three have
- and that’s the sweetest thing he has ever heard
- you guys want him to match you 🥺
- after everyone leaves, you all change into them and watch a christmas movie
- you snuggle up on the couch and he holds you tight
- occasionally kissing your forehead and thanking you for tonight
“you know, they can’t yell at us to leave the door open if they’re asleep”
- he’s so cheeky
- but who are you to deny him
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sp1rit-realm · 9 months
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remus lupin the type of mf to pull out a pocket dictionary
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