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sparkling-ariaria · 1 year

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Marauders Era fics I read and want to keep...

*Complete fem or non-specific reader insert fics*Upd: 25.05.2023

Poor bunny by robynlilyblack - Remus x Reader Y/n doesn’t understand why her friends are lying to her every month, so on one full moon she follows them…

The girl with the books by solemnarration- Remus x Reader James and Sirius notice that it’s not the books that keep Remus in the library, and are determined to know whether you – the object of Remus’s affection – return his feelings.

Beautiful by acosmis-t - Remus x Reader Comforting insecure Remus.

The gist of it by yellow-berrys - Remus x Reader You’re meeting Remus’ mother for the first time, and it’s overwhelming for her how lovely the house is.

One where he teaches you how to play the Piano by proserpina-magnus - Regulus x Reader

From a distance by still-blue-sky - Regulus x Reader Reader has a major crush on the mysterious Regulus Black and has always observed him from a distance. She never thought that he would feel the same until proven otherwise late at night in the library.

A snake and his little bird by robynlilyblack - Regulus x Reader Y/n has been keeping her relationship with a certain Black brother secret, but when James starts investigating why she's always stealing the map she's in hot water.

Smart cookie by robynlilyblack - Sirius x shy!Reader Sirius needs a tutor for herbology and he happens to be granted the shiest girl in the world to help him, luckily, he happens to love that about her.

Dote on me by yellow-berries - modern!Sirius x Reader You are completely oblivious to the way Sirius black dotes on you, and think that the way you're infatuated with him is completely one-sided. But he begs to differ.

Dealbreaker by luveline - Sirius x Reader You work in a bookstore. Sirius keeps finding reasons to need books.

Forbidden words by padfootagain - Sirius x Reader You've been dating Sirius for a while now, and it's been going wonderfully well. However, when you finally confess that you love him, he find himself unable to say it back. It will take time for him to be ready to say these three forbidden words out loud, but if there's someone who can make him overcome his inner demons, it's you.

Pumpkin's father and your lover by justyoursimpleflower - Sirius x Reader Sirius and you find a kitten, apparently she is a matchmaker.

Vivre d'amour et d'eau fraîche by acosmis-t - Sirius x Reader

Sirius drabble by sxriusblxck - Sirius x Reader Cuddling with Sirius after a long day spent together.

Still pretty by upsidedownwithsteve - Sirius x Reader Drunk Sirius, something cute and fluffy.

Sirius visits you at work by magicchai - Sirius x Baker!Reader Sirius showing up with flowers for his girl at work when she's having a bad day.

I can't focus because I can't keep you out of my head. by perpetuallydaydreaming - James x Reader 5 times James got distracted because of you.

Gorgeous distraction by gtgbabie0 - James x Reader James trying his best to study while you distract him.

And I love her by dilf-lover99 - James x Reader The 3 times James tries to get the girl and the 1 time he finally does. Or In which James Potter is hopelessly in love with his best friend.

You'll be in my heart by once-upon-an-imagine - James x Sister!Reader Hurt/comfort with James where a guy is making her very uncomfortable by hitting on her when James wasn’t there.

SB piece by familyvideostevie - grumpy!Sirius x sunshine!Reader Reader gets a phone call from Remus about her boyfriend moping away in a club.

E prometti domani a tutti parlerai di me by littlest-dark-age - Sirius x Reader Soft Sirius making a flower crown for his love.

Regulus dating someone from Hufflepuff by magicchai

Remus' remedy by magicchai - Remus x Reader Remus has the perfect remedy to fix his girlfriend’s migraines.

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moonstruckme · 8 months

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can i request some poly!marauders where reader tells them they love them for the first time… but like sooo passionate and sappy, maybe some tears of relief.. ugh i love your writing sm 😭😭

Of course you can sweetheart, sorry it took me a bit to get to it!

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.4k words

Lately it’s like you can hardly stop yourself. You’ll get off the phone with James, or Remus will let you run your fingers over his scars, or Sirius will braid your hair for you, and you’ll want to say Ugh, I love you.

In some ways, you feel a bit silly for agonizing over it. You know the boys have been saying it to each other for years, platonically before romantically, so sometimes it feels like you’re a bit behind the curve. Sirius flings it about like he has love in endless supply (and from what you can tell, he does). Evans, you know I love you, but that hat is a crime and You have a great personality, Prongs, but I love those big shoulders most of all and Is that drink for me, Marls? I knew I loved you for a reason. And it’s such a small thing, objectively, just three words in their natural order, but it also feels like sort of a big deal.

You do love them. So much it sometimes feels like your heart swells until it crowds out your lungs and steals your breath, but telling them is no simple matter. Do you tell them together? That feels like making a big deal out of things, like calling a family meeting or something. But if you tell them separately, you’d have to pick an order, and that could only go poorly, too. You don’t want it to be an announcement, though you don’t just want to blurt it out like it’s nothing, either. Maybe it is to some people, maybe even to them (although you don’t think so), but it’s not to you. You’ve never loved anyone like this before, let alone three people. The severity of it had hit you like a truck, all at once, vaulting you into love faster than you could catch your breath.

It's a new feeling to you, this romantic sort of love, but you have enough acumen to recognize magic when you feel it. No matter how much you hate being at the center of attention, you aren't going to trivialize that.

The confession tempts your tongue now, sitting on the bathroom counter with Sirius between your legs and James sitting on the floor beside him.

“I just think you would look cute with a couple little braids.” Sirius’ breath fans your face as he speaks, one hand on your cheek to keep you still as he does your eyeliner.

“I don’t want to look cute,” James argues. “And everyone else thinks my hair looks great as it is, thank you.”

“Cute isn’t the right word. Rakish. Kind of like a pirate.”

“You can’t change the terminology to fool me. I look rakish every day, don’t I Moony?”

“You do.” Remus comes to lean in the open doorway, pulling on his socks. “Though I do think a braid would be fun to try, sometime.”

Sirius takes only a moment to relish in this small triumph before he's frowning. “You are not wearing that to the party.”

Remus looks down at his faded green sweater. “It looks like I am. I don’t intend to shiver during the walk there.”

Sirius scoffs, and James, spotting a pot to stir, says, “I like you in that sweater, actually.”

Remus knows exactly what his boyfriend is doing, but he smirks anyway. “Thank you, Prongs. It’s like we’re his little projects, aren’t we? At least someone doesn’t want to change me.”

Everyone’s eyes find you, waiting to see what side you’ll pick. You burn under the spotlight. “I think you look great either way.” You shrug, but stop when Sirius hisses sharply, his grip tightening on your face.

Remus eyes you, something searching in his gaze that you don’t like. You can never hide a thought for long before he susses you out. But to your surprise, it’s Sirius who says, “You okay, sweet thing? You’re being even quieter than usual. You still want to go, yeah?”

“Yeah, I wanna go,” you say quickly. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” he says, finishing up with your eyeliner and stepping back to look at you. “Are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You squirm, pinned like a butterfly beneath his gaze. “It’s nothing, it’s silly.”

A poor choice. Now you have everyone’s full attention.

“I’m sure it’s not silly.” James smiles at you encouragingly. “What is it?”

You start to pick at your nails, but Sirius' eyes narrow at them, and you stop. “I just…I’ve been thinking lately.”

A beat passes before Remus fills the silence. “That’s always a good thing,” he says slowly, amusedly. “C’mon, dove, out with it.”

This isn’t how you wanted this to go. You’re on the spot. It’s going to feel like a forced confession. They’re expecting something silly and light—I just don’t feel like my outfit is going to work for tonight—and you feel like you’re about to drop a bomb on them in comparison.

In the end, you give yourself away before you say the words. “Okay, I’m gonna tell you something, and I just need you to know I mean it, but I don’t need it to be…reciprocated.”

Sirius cocks his head at you, and you decide to burst the bubble of tension before it can expand any further.

“Just, I love you.”

And maybe you wanted it to be like when Sirius says it, like he’s thrown confetti and everyone seems brighter and happier for it, but each word falls heavily from your lips, landing at the feet of your boyfriends for them to decide what to do with. Why did you add in a “just”? There’s nothing just about this. It’s a humiliating attempt at downplaying the phrase, and painfully ineffective too. You feel like you could light yourself on fire with the intensity of your embarrassment.

"Argh, sweetheart,” James says after an impossibly long beat, “I wanted to say it first.”

“No fucking way.” Sirius whirls on him. “You were gonna say it and you didn’t tell me? I was waiting for one of you to do it first.”

“Dove,” Remus says, relaxing against the doorframe, “I think we’ve all been feeling the same way for some time. Thank you for having the confidence to say it first.”

You beam so hard your cheeks start to hurt almost instantly. “Yeah?”

“Color me impressed,” Sirius says. “This whole time you've played coy, but you’ve got more balls than any of the rest of us, haven’t you?” He pauses. “Wait, are you crying?”

“Oh, um, I guess so,” you reply when you touch a fingertip to your lower lashes and it comes away wet. “I’m just relieved, I guess. I was pretty nervous.”

Sirius grabs some toilet paper, pressing a wad under each of your eyes. “Well shit, don’t fuck up your eyeliner, baby. It was never that dire, not like anyone wasn’t going to say it back.”

“Well, I wasn’t going in with any expectations,” you mumble, holding your makeshift tissues.

“Sweetheart,” James whines, his bottom lip beginning to tremble sympathetically. “How could you think we wouldn't? I love you so much.”

“I love you so much,” you counter, laughing even as the paper under your eyes grows damp. “I’ve been wanting to say it forever. I feel so lucky to have you guys, you know?”

Remus crosses the room, forcing you to discard your toilet paper clumps as he takes your face in his hands, kissing your salty cheeks. “We’re lucky to have found you,” he says, and the words are even, sure. “I don’t say it often enough, but I love you all too. You’re everything to me.”

“Oh, fuck all of you,” Sirius says, blinking rapidly to save his own sparkly eyeliner. “Obviously you’re the best things that’ve ever happened to me. Pricks.”

Your laugh is wet, and you wonder if you’re peaking right now or if you’ll be this happy forever. With the three of them around you, you’re betting on the latter. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Think you could fix my makeup before we go, Siri? Please?”

He huffs, but the kiss he presses to your lips is syrupy sweet. “We are going to be well past fashionably late.”

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ellecdc · 3 months

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hear me out - a remus fic but set in come back be here, like maybe a muggle and remus is instantly smitten but has no idea how to navigate but everyone is pushing for him to actually go for it and it’s just chaos but in the best way possible… regardless come back be here was AMAZING

CBBH Remus x muggle!barista gn!reader

(Pretend they have phones for this okay? Thank you lol)

CW: just fluff, swearing, self deprecation, making a fool of oneself - you know, the remus lupin special

Remus would describe himself as many things.

He was a wizard. He was a werewolf. He was a business owner. He was an uncle. He was a friend. He was a war hero.

He was also, apparently, a coward.

He knows this to be true because he’s sat in the same spot that he’s been haunting all week – a chair in the far back corner of the café – pretending to look over ledgers in his notebook while he actually watches you work.

It’s fucking pathetic, is what it was.

He watched as you smiled politely at every customer in line – even the ones who weren’t as polite to you as Remus thought they ought to be.

He felt silly, really, watching you like a creep. He shouldn’t be here to begin with. He had stumbled upon this café completely by accident two weeks ago whilst in the city to pick up more muggle literature to add to his bookstore on Diagon Alley.

It was here he saw you, as if you were a siren calling him to this sodding caffeinated inlet to damn him to hell.

What a willing victim he was.

But he shouldn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t get caught up with you. It was unthinkable. Most witches and wizards would have a hard time coming to terms with someone like, well, someone like him.

He was a burden. A risk.

It was selfish to think he could entertain the thought of you.

Suddenly, as if she’d known he was talking poorly of himself, his phone buzzed.

Remus tried to steal himself as he took a deep breath.

Right Lupin, you’ve done scarier things before. He thought to himself. You’ve run with wolves, you’ve gone undercover into enemy bases, you’ve deceived the dark lord right in front of his slimy fucking face, and you’ve even told Sirius once you thought his hair looked weird. By all means, you can talk to a barista.

Except...well...he really kind of couldn’t talk to a barista. He had made it all the way to the counter, even smiled politely at you as he stepped up to the cash register and...

And then words left him. Failed him. Completely abandoned him. He even thinks there may be a little stickie note in his brain that says ‘resignation effective immediately’ where words should be because he’s staring right at you with your gorgeous eyes and lovely hair and perfect features and for fuck sakes why isn’t he saying anything!?!?!

“Is there something I can get for you?” You asked so sweetly like this bloke wasn’t standing with his mouth agape at your cash register making a sure and utter fool of himself; like you had all the time in the world for the poor bastard.

“Uhm, uh...” He tried finally as if only now realizing he had functioning vocal chords.

“Uhm, fuck, I’m so sorry uhm...”

You chuckled at him. Holy shit you chuckled at him. It was the most beautiful sound Remus thinks he may have ever heard. He hoped you’d do it again, though, at the rate he’s going it was really very likely.

“I’m so sorry. I swear I’m not usually like this. Uh,” He apologized awkwardly as he scratched the back of his neck.

“I hope this isn’t too forward, but I think you’re lovely and would, uh, like to get to know you. You don’t have to say anything now!” He interrupted as you began to interject. “In fact, for my pride's sake, I’d prefer if you didn’t. But I’d like to leave my number here for you, in case you’d like to text me some time.”

He offered you the kindest smile he could muster as you took the now crumpled and sort-of-damp-from-his-sweaty-palms note in your hand with a smile of your own.

Now, Remus wouldn’t say he ran out of the café, per se. He would describe it as more of a jaunt, or perhaps a brisk walk. But he did nearly take out a woman with a pram as he all but flung the door open in his haste to get away.

You stupid ridiculous bastard. He scolded himself as he made his way to the closest apparition point. If Sirius could see you know, you’d never hear the end of it.

His phone buzzed and Remus nearly dropped it in his haste thinking it might be Sirius having somehow actually seen what just took place.

Then he nearly dropped it again as he saw a new text from an unknown number.

Perhaps Remus wasn’t such a coward after all.

#marauders come back be here #come back be here one shot #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin #moony #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin fanfiction #Remus Lupin ficlet #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #marauders era #reader insert #self insert #ellecdc fics

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lulublack90 · 14 days

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Prompt 27 - Soulmate AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 27, word count 353

“You two are so mushy it’s making me sick,” Peter said to Remus and Sirius as they whispered to each other on the sofa.

“Ah, you’re just jealous, Pete. Wish you had yourself a bloke as sweet and fit as my Remus.” Sirius barked out a laugh, dragged Remus onto his lap and rubbed the tips of their noses together.

“If you’re going to do that, then I’m going to find James.” Peter gathered his books and walked out of their flat, slamming the door behind him.

“Did you have to goad him, Sirius?” Remus sighed, snuggling into his boyfriend’s chest.

“We weren’t even doing anything,” Sirius scoffed. “It’s not like I was undressing you in full view of him.”

“Sirius, you were professing your undying love for me in front of Peter, who is yet to find his soulmate.” Remus tried to explain.

“Aww, you think I’m your soulmate.” Sirius batted his long eyelashes at Remus and leaned in to steal a kiss. “And what pray tell makes you think that?” He asked, genuinely wanting to know.

Remus thought about it for a moment, then answered.

“You bring me food.”

“So that’s the big main criteria for the person who completes you, food?” Sirius had to bite his tongue to stop himself from laughing.

“Food I like.” Remus protested. “And, you always make sure my phone is charged when I forget and look after me when I’m ill. You buy me books and chocolate and—”

“Remus, you’re just describing your mum.” Sirius snickered at him this time. “Come on, what else? What makes me your soulmate over being your mother?”

“You light up my whole world, Sirius. You make me feel safe and happy. That’s how I know we’re soulmates. That and you always give me the last Rolo.” Remus blushed.

“Ah, there it is, the real reason you keep me around, damn Rolo’s.” Sirius held Remus close and thought about that ring that was burning a hole in the back of his wardrobe as he came up with the perfect way to propose and, yes, it did involve a last Rolo.

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar fic #wolfstar fluff #wolfstar au #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius orion black #remus john lupin #peter pettigrew #sirius x remus #remus x sirius #sirius and remus #remus and sirius #it's the little things #the last rolo is a big deal #remus youre just describing your mum #soulmate au

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velvetcloxds · 4 months

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LITTLE BIRD | S.B.

word count: 2.2k

warnings: mafia!sirius, secret agent!regulus (not related to sirius in this au), prince!james, princess!reader, potter!reader, bodyguard!lily, future prince!remus- when I tell you I want to make this a series sooo badly, I've so many ideas

summary: when your parents go missing and hoards of people are trying to get into the palace to hurt you and your brother, you have no choice but to go and get help from the last person your parents would have you be associated with

There was a vibrant hum in the palace as you walked down the stairs, hearing aggravated groans filled with words that you simply knew they’d have swallowed had you already been in the room. You expected no less in your parents’ absence, everyone wanting to have their say in managing the situation at the gate, nearly hundreds of men and women gathering in angry hoards as they tugged at fencing, threw at windows, and cursed into the air. There were many opinions, always were, however, a queen and her husband missing and leaving her children to command her country while she was indisposed, prompted all the more than usual.

The door to your mother’s office opened from inside, strange faces meeting you as you stepped into the doorway, a silence shivering over the small space as James sighed, almost relived as men backed away from the corner, they’d talked him into, merely bowing their heads in acknowledgment of your presence.

“Ah,” he began and brushed his shirt into place as he nodded towards you. “Little sister, I assume you’ve come to enlighten us on the only right way to handle our little predicament?” he mused, and you knew his tone to have a familiar mix of sincerity yet belittlement to it.

Your brother was an odd creature, unlike either of your parents, unlike you for that matter. Never one for the politics of your home, the weight of your family, much rather cooped up in his room with his paintings, he’d have himself starved yet inspired instead of sitting about the throne dealing with issues of state. He was wise in his personal endeavors, but foolish in his belief that the Potter name held no purpose in his life, despite your shared responsibilities he’d always managed to twist your lives to benefit his own, though admirable for some, it left you plastered in his misfitting shoes.

“Consider the problem already solved,” You began and as if on cue, Lily came stumbling into the room behind you, momentarily stealing the men’s attention before demanding eyes fell back onto you. “Though I’m sure my parents appreciate council being offered so graciously to their children, I can assure you that we are capable of managing our own affairs,” You explained and cleared your throat as you stepped aside, hands folded in front of you as you waited for them to understand your request.

“I think what my sister is far too kindly trying to say, is that our mother fairs well without a bunch of old men telling her what to do and so will we,” James agreed and with a tired shrug he plumped down onto the leather office chair, gesturing the gaping men out of the room with an outstretched hand as he smiled at you. “So, what’re you going to do?” he asked once the room had cleared, assuming you’d miss the way his gaze lingered but a second too long on the woman who hovered at your side, hand resting on her gun halter as she looked at her feet.

“What I always do,” you informed him, allowing an arrogant smile to tilt into your lips, knowing it had no place there yet having no control over it all the same. “Clean up your mess.”

It was not long before you were pulling your coat around your body, ignoring the warnings that Lily was mumbling, a well-known mantra much like the one she’d heard from Regulus when he was training her to be your guard and much like you did to him, you paid the words no mind. You pulled the hood over your head as you reread the map on your phone to guide you in your escape, feet leading you past the staff rooms, through the fire escape that led you right into the hidden gardens where James thought he could smoke in secret.

“Princess, your parents wouldn’t approve of this,” Lily whispered, peering around the lawn as you opened the hidden latch that was made by the very person you were running to see. “Now is not the time to take this risk, not when they’re not here to get you out of trouble.”

“I have no choice, you know that, and they’d know that as well,” you bargained, knowing she had no intentions of making you stay when she followed you out of the gate and to the outside, the shouting and stomping growing louder as the two of you looked around for the car that he’d sent for you.

Not a word more was exchanged on the way from the palace, familiar apprehensive looks shared as the driver kept his eyes on the road, only looking down when his phone chimed with a text from the man in question, you presumed. You were unnervingly accustomed to the entire ordeal, knowing that despite the risk you were taking, the reward would be far greater, worth much more as you considered your choices. Lily was right when she spoke about your parents. You were making your own bed, as they’d taught you to, but they’d never approve of who you were inviting into it. You thought you’d have more time, time to butter them up to what was shaping up to be a yearlong conversation in hope for peace, but you’d never accounted for riots at your front door or death threats with blood stains thrown through your window.

The car eased to a still in front of the cold brick building, a hand on your back guiding you out of the street, away from wondering eyes as you looked back to see if Lily was close behind, the route was no different than before, the unhappy glares and whispered musings of disapproval being of no bother as you waited to be taken to his door.

“Princess,” a voice snarled, and you had no restraint as a frustrated breath left your lips, your mission was brought to a stop as a man stumbled into your way. “It’s been quite a while since we entertained royalty on this side of town,” he noted and you mustered a look of faux surprise, shaking yourself from the grip on your back as you looked him up and down.

“That might be true, but I am not here as royalty.”

“Aye? Who are you here as then?” he persisted and you scoffed, knowing that by the sudden silence that sauntered into the air the man in question was not far from the little scene that’d been formed, disrupting his time.

“My friend,” the thick accent fled through your senses as though it filtered through your veins, his frame begging your gaze to drift to him and it obliged, always did, a teasing smirk on his lips as he looked down at you from atop the stairs. “Does anyone have a problem with that?” he prompted, and it was as though the simple words held piles of threats as the men separated to make room for you to walk.

“Princess,” Lily gave a frustrated scoff as she was stopped at the foot of the stairs. “Be careful,” she insisted before you followed the man of the house to the office that you’d spent many nights hiding from the world, debating a settlement for families only known as foes.

“Sirius,” you sighed, closing the door behind you and smiling when he pushed himself onto the empty desk that sat askew in the corner of the bare room, his eyes trailed slowly over your face, trying his best to decipher why you were there without you saying anything, he had a frustrating habit of doing so quite successfully. “I need a favour,” you breathed after a second that seemed to last forever, squirming slightly under his gaze despite it being far from strange.

“I assumed as much,” he teased, nodding for you to go on as you walked towards him, tugging the hood from your head, fingers moving to ease everything back into place.

“There are people rioting in front of my home, threatening us, promising to kill us,” you began and stilled right at his side, looking down at the city as it lay in the streets, cars pulling up and then pulling away after mere minutes, a notion that you would’ve questioned in the past had you not learned to keep your nose from his business.

“I saw,” he leaned back against the wall to see you again, no doubt missing the smile that dipped into your mouth as he proved without much prompt that he cared at least slightly if you had managed to escape unharmed. “How did you get out?”

“Same way you get in.”

“Clever girl,” he tutted, and you’d have laughed at him if you weren’t to be in his debt in the future. “What exactly do you want me to do, hmm? Riots at the palace seem more like a job for the police, no?”

“They’re wearing your name, Sirius.”

You didn’t know how long you were supposed to pause after that. You were somewhat expecting him to jump to his own defense, half expecting him to accuse you of mistrusting him, yet you knew neither was to happen. Trust was a rather strong word to use for whatever the relationship was that you had. You knew he was true to his word, knew he would not allow you to come to any harm and though your power was much less than his own, you’d try to do the very same for him. Though beyond all of that, you knew that as many troubles lay with your name, there were many that laid with his own. He was a criminal, after all, some of the worst of his kind and you were in his home, begging him to help you when you knew it would earn you heaps of problems in turn. Your mother would have your head, she’d have his too. She didn’t take out his family, his entire line of kin just for you to allow their kind right back into your lives.

“They’re not mine,” he offered, and his hand settled on the table next to yours, tilting his head to see what you were looking at, humming as if to acknowledge your train of thought. “That’s part of our little agreement, is it not? Our little settlement of peace? I may not harm your family as revenge for what your mother did to mine, and you let me make a quick buck off taking out the bad guys the police miss,” he sighed at that, noticing the way you rolled your eyes at his almost mocking tone as he mimicked words that you’d spoken out of serious intents to do good. “Those men are trying to hurt you, Y/n, if they were mine then I’d have them tied and beaten already, you understand that don’t you?”

“Of course, I do,” you sighed, and though you should be very much appalled by his words, you found an odd sense of comfort in his reassurance, smiling with him as he nodded at you.

“Good. Now, do you want me to take care of it for you?” he asked and needed no answer to know that that was exactly what you’d come here for. “I sent men down as soon as you texted me. The gate will be cleared by the time you get home,” he explained and chuckled softly at the shock that sifted onto your face. “You think I’m not the first one to know when you’re in trouble, little bird? Though, I’ll admit, you were very brave coming all the way here, would not have known you were nervous had it not been for those,” he informed you as he pointed to your shaking hands, you’d hoped your grip on the table would’ve hidden it, but it seems you were very wrong, warmth spreading across your cheeks. “You’re shaping up to be quite the leader, you know, your mother would be proud.”

“So would your father.”

“Oh, I would not say that, bowing to a Potter is what he regrets most.”

“I’m sure,” you smiled, looking up to the door when Lily stumbled through it, just like before, the same look on her face as she looked between you and Sirius.

“Your parents were just brought home by Regulus and the rest of the CIA,” she explained, holding the phone out to show you the picture of them arriving at the palace and you had to shake your head at the timing, Sirius’ words being anything but empty as there was not a single soul out on front of the place, barely any evidence left behind of the reason for your visit except for abandoned signs and makeshift weapons.

“I have a new car waiting for you outside,” Sirius announced and shrugged when you looked at him with what any normal person would describe as awe, though you’d never dare to label it as such, merely an appreciation for his capabilities. “I’ll call when you get home.”

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baddestbittyontheblock · 7 months

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remus lupin fic recs

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𓃭 lovers rock by @cosmal remus lupin x fem!afab!reader | she/her pronouns, modern!au, friends to lovers, absolute idiots in love, mutual pining, oblivious!reader, oblivious!remus, drunk!reader, drunk!remus, alcohol consumption

-you and remus lupin have become really good at stealing each other away from parties.

𓃭 sit down by ^ remus lupin x fem!afab!reader

-remus helps you find an outfit when you're stressed.

𓃭 heatstroke by ^ remus lupin x fem!reader | sick!reader, heatstroke, dizziness, mentions of fainting, mentions of nausea, brief mentions of showering together at the end

-remus is bossy when he’s trying to look after you when you’re ill.

𓃭 size kink with remus lupin by ^ remus lupin x fem!reader | she/her, size kink, piv, rough fucking, 2.1k

-remus lupin is tall. expected, he fucks well too. fucks you into oblivion.

𓃭 blooming blueberry by @letterstotheflre mafia!remus x reader | just a hint of smut at the end, 1.6k

-remus surprises his sweet girlfriend at her bakery

𓃭 dad!remus by @randomoutsiders dad!remus lupin x reader

-what Remus would be like as a dad

𓃭 cute fic by ^ husband!remus x pregnant!reader | fluff, mentions of alcohol

-romantic happy life with remus our family and lily and the marauders

𓃭 poly!marauders by ^ poly!marauders x reader | sub!james x sub!fem!reader x dom!remus x dom!sirius, mention of eating, swearing, mentions of sex, nicknames, subspace, hickies, mention of a punishment, 18+, NSFW, 1.5k

-"we should get going." twitching fingers fasten the third to last button on your blouse, vermillion tie hanging loosely around your bruising jugular.

𓃭 be a good bunny and let me kiss you by @robynlilyblack remus lupin x fem! shy!reader | heated, kissing, mentions of hickeys, smoking weed, drugs, drinking and being tipsy, established relationship, fluff

-as the party dies down and everyone's falling asleep, Remus can't help but pepper his girl in kisses...and hickeys

𓃭 agreement by @lionizingheathen flatmate!remus lupin x fem!reader | smut (smut, oral sex male recieving, face fucking, pet names, cum swallowing)

-giving your flatmate, remus lupin a blowjob to help him relax

𓃭 casual dominance by @luveline remus lupin x fem!reader | fluff, 1k

-just remus being casually domestically dominant

𓃭 remus blurb by ^ remus lupin x reader

-you might have worried that a long separation would make things fall apart. remus would want things you couldn't offer over the phone, or he'd find someone at his university that was more interesting, but one conversation kept you going, one confession

𓃭 band blurb by ^ bassist!remus x roadie!fem!reader | 1k, vague adult theme, mdni , modern au

-"there you are," remus says, as though he's said it a hundred times before, and he'll say it a hundred times again. "i've been looking for you."

𓃭 remus blurb by ^ remus lupin x reader

𓃭 band blurb by ^ bassist!remus x roadie!fem!reader | 1k, vague adult theme, mdni , modern au

-"there you are," remus says, as though he's said it a hundred times before, and he'll say it a hundred times again. "i've been looking for you."

𓃭 remus looking out for you by ^ remus lupin x reader

-remus casually caring for you when you’re out, always having a hand on your waist when you’re in an unfamiliar group, bundling you up for the cold, etc.

𓃭 rockstar blurb by ^ rockstar!remus lupin x shy!fem!reader

-the key card wakes you up. they always beep in the fancy hotels, and you're more lightly dozing than really truly sleeping.

𓃭 dealer!remus dealer!remus x innocent!reader | mention of drugs

-you didn't want to go collect the weed. marlene promised she would be on time, but then she got busy at school-no doubt ditched you for a girl, not that you minded- but the dispensary was scary.

𓃭 the gist of it by @yellow-berrys remus lupin x fem!reader

-you’re meeting Remus’ mother for the first time, and it’s overwhelming how lovely the house is. domesticity diaries pt 1

𓃭 if i talk to you that way by @vxntagedior dealer!remus lupin x fem!reader | angst, fluff, grumpy/sunshine, mentions of slapping, 1.0k

-remus is concerned about the reaction you gave to him after he pulled a prank on you

𓃭 will you marry me? by @perpetuallydaydreaming remus lupin x fem!reader | fluff, angst, no mention of the word y/n, childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, character death

-5 times remus has asked you to marry him and 1 extra.

𓃭 dealer blurb by @remusslove dealer!remus lupin x innocent!reader x dealer!lily evans

-“baby- you think you could pass me that paper over there?” lily asked you politely reaching her hand out. you nodded happily completing the favor the ginger haired girl asked you to do.

𓃭 oh he is by @melodramaschild remus lupin x reader

-remus is always a dom before the full moon and all suby right after.

𓃭 remus being possessive by @theemporium remus lupin x reader

-full moon remus being possesive

𓃭 watch over you by @scvrllet the marauders x platonic!fem!reader | angst

-the marauders may have passed but that doesn’t mean they have left you

𓃭 dealer!remus blurb by @inkdrinkerworld remus lupin x reader

-remus doesn’t even tell you to behave. he just gives you a look and a warning squeeze on your thigh

𓃭 cute dealer!remus by ^ remus lupin x reader

-it's friday, so that means it's your self care night

𓃭 remus blurb by @sinnersami remus lupin x reader | minors dni, smuttiest smut

-big dick remus :P

𓃭 marauders by @moonstruckme poly!marauders x fem!reader | 1.1k

-your teeth chatter as you step out of the fastest shower of your life, barely drying yourself off before starting on your makeup. you’re so dumb.

𓃭 over the influence by @bruisedboys remus lupin x fem!reader | friends to lovers, friends trying really hard to be lovers, fluff, mutual pining, lovesick oblivious remus, drunk!reader, modern!au, rugby!james cw, reader wears a skirt, alcohol consumption, 2.9k

-remus lupin is not your boyfriend, but he sure knows how to act like he is.

𓃭 remus blurb by @sweetiecutie remus lupin x fem!reader | nsfw, reader isn’t medically prescribed to wear a bra

-ever since the beginning of your relationships with Remus you have noticed his special interest in your breasts.

𓃭 casual dominance drabble by @xxhispieceofheavenxx remus lupin x reader

- part 2 , part 3 , part 4

#marauders era #marauders x reader #marauders imagine #marauders #remus lupin smut #remus lupin x reader smut #remus lupin imagines #harry potter #harry potter universe #remus lupin imagine #fic recs

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theheartofthestar · 22 days

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Prompt 20 - Florist AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 20th - 837 words

Remus looks up when he hears the door bell chime. It's a slow Tuesday, so he's just been sitting behind the counter catching up on some reading. The four men carry themselves as if they are still school boys, pushing each other and talking above one another, but by their looks Remus can tell they must be around his own age.

One of the men is finally pushed forward, all long, silky black curls framing a handsome face. Sharp nose above a perfect bow of pale lips. Remus eyes trace the man's face up to his eyes, the most beautiful set of grey eyes, unnerving yet appealing. The man clears his throat and Remus lifts his eyebrows, hoping to mask the attraction he feels behind what he hopes comes off as justified annoyance at four grown men acting like boys in a tiny flower shop on a Tuesday afternoon.

"Hi, uhm, you're handsome" the man says, and Remus smirks even through he knows his face is coloring. The other three snort.

"Subtle, Sirius, very subtle" the man with face piercings laughs.

"I mean, have you got, uhm-" Sirius pauses, as if they had walked in without a clear plan on what exactly they wanted to buy from a flower shop. "-flowers?"

"Oh my god"

"Pads!"

"Zero rizz, I swear"

"Yeah, we've got flowers" Remus feels his heart doing acrobatics on his chest. "What type are you looking for?"

"Uhm, eh, I don't know, maybe something like that?" Sirius scrambles to find something around the shop that might look like something that's ready to be sold. He ends up pointing at the flower crowns Remus made this morning, now sitting on a shelf and waiting to be delivered tomorrow morning.

"Flower crowns." Remus says, to confirm. Never mind he feels he'll probably melt if he sees this gorgeous being in a flower crown of all things.

"Yes" Sirius looks awkward, but Remus catches the very clear way his smile also carries a certain flirt. And they say the love of your life will never knock on your door.

"Oh, those are commissioned, they aren't for sale. But how about-" Remus tries to think of a way to keep them in the shop a bit longer. Maybe he'll get lucky and manage to get a phone number. "-how about I teach you how to make them? You pay for the flowers, and I'll just show you how to wave them"

It's a silly idea, but one that Lily has been pestering him about ever since they went together to that sip-and-paint some weeks ago. The dark skinned man immediately perks up.

"Like a workshop?" He says excitedly, and the man who looks just like Sirius groans. Remus thinks maybe they are brothers. "I love workshops! Yes, absolutely! Where do we sit?"

And so starts an afternoon Remus didn't plan on having, stealing glances and sharing small smiles with this handsome angel that happened to walk into his shop. Remus learns their names, listens to their friendly bickering and tries to keep his blush and his breathing under control when Sirius' calf presses against his under the table.

When they are done, the four of them wear their flower crowns proudly. The flowers in James' crown have lost half their petals, rough hands as his are. Barty refused to remove the thorns from his rose's stems, and Remus wonders idly what's up with that. Regulus' crown is by far the prettiest, and blushes brightly when James says as much. But it is Sirius' crown that looks the loveliest, because the loveliest pair of hands wove it.

The group dawdles by the door for a bit before they go, and James very obviously gives Sirius a shove towards the counter behind which Remus is trying to keep his hands busy to avoid staring at the most beautiful being he's ever laid eyes upon. But Sirius says nothing, just smiles a bit awkwardly and so Remus says nothing, just blushes and crinkles his eyes. The friends clearly feel some help is needed, because James comes forward and slings an arm around Sirius' shoulders

"So how long do these last, Remus?" James says, vaguely pointing at his and Sirius' flower crowns. Remus has to clear his throat before answering.

"About four days, I would say-" whatever he was going to continue with is interrupted by James.

"Great! So you can expect Pads here to come by to pick up another one." James pats Sirius on his chest as he says so.

"I can?

"Prongs-"

"Same time next week? Yes? Awesome, he'll bring some coffee too. It's a date, tá!" And with that, James drags a mortified looking Sirius and his other two very amused friends out of the store. Before they slide out of sight, Sirius catches his eye and smiles.

Remus smiles looking at the flower crown in his hands. Next Tuesday can't come fast enough.

(you can read more of my work here)

#wolfstar microfic #florist au #flowershop au #Florist!Remus #remus lupin #sirius black #hp marauders #astra writes #marauders microfic

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silverameco · 1 month

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Summer Camp AU - @wolfstarmicrofic - 839 words

Bullshit. That's what it fucking was. Utter fucking bullshit. He had a plan. A simple one too, with only two steps to follow.

1) Coming home from boarding school for the summer

2) Taking off to James' the next day

Except he didn't anticipate that his mother would send him to some stupid summer camp before James could pick him up. All that because "maybe they will teach you some manners, unlike that heathen friend of yours". Sure, he and James got in a lot of trouble at school, but still. That wasn't fair. And with no phone too !

Now here he was, stuck in the middle of the woods with a bunch of kids younger than 12, with no way to contact James, bored out of his mind. He was 16 ! He should have been able to spend his summer the way he wanted. And it was definitely not building shitty wood cabins with some mean instructors yelling at him. Apparently being the oldest meant he had to help the kids. He wasn't a damn carpenter, for god's sake.

The only one who seemed to be around his age was a broody looking boy whose weird name he didn't remember. He was always aside from the group, reading or even smoking, even though it wasn't allowed. Sirius was a little bit annoyed by that because he was never getting yelled at for it. He supposed the instructors were a little bit scared of him and didn't want to bother. He could look quite scary, with the scar running accross his face and his tall figure. Sirius must have been scared of him. Maybe that was why he didn't dare talk to him until the third day. Maybe that was why he couldn't hold his gaze everytime their eyes met.

But on the third day, Sirius had enough. That boy was only a teenage boy like him after all. So he managed to avoid the attention of the instructors and approached him as he was reading, sitting under a tree.

"So, are you a really useless instructor or do your parents hate you too ?" he said while he sat beside him.

To Sirius' surprise, the boy smiled as he met his eyes. Oh, he thought. He's not scary at all. He's adorable. He pushed the thought away.

"Well I suppose my dad wanted to get rid of me. I'm Remus, by the way."

"That's a weird name, Remus."

"Weirder than being named after a star ?"

Sirius' mind blanked.

"Wha- How did you- ?"

At that, Remus just laughed. And oh, he should stop laughing. Sirius couldn't bear such a pretty sound.

"Some of us actually remember the others' names, Sirius", he smiled.

Sirius ignored the flutter in his chest at hearing his name in that warm voice, and he smirked, "do you know everyone's name, then, Remus ?"

Remus blushed. "Nah, just yours."

For the first time since he arrived in this stupid camp, Sirius felt his lips stir in a genuine smile. Okay then, Remus seemed fun.

They stayed under the tree for almost an hour, mostly chatting about their shared misfortune being here, and sharing a smoke. Stealing glances the other's way too. Surprisingly, nobody disturbed them until the outdoor activity ended and they had to go back to the camp for dinner. They sat together while they ate some very untasty food. Sirius spent his dinner trying to convince Remus that his parents sent him to this camp because he was a true rebel. But Remus kept laughing and looking at him with something like fond disbelief. So Sirius kept insisting. Maybe because he was stubborn and proud. Maybe because he wanted to hear that laugh again.

Overall, Sirius went to bed with a smile, thinking he made a real friend. Maybe that camp wouldn't be so bad, after all. But an hour after bed time, as everyone was already asleep, he heard a whisper shaking him away from his thoughts.

"Sirius, are you sleeping ?"

"Remus ?! What are you doing ?"

"Shh, don't wake them up !"

He sat up in his bed. He could barely make out Remus' amber eyes in the dark. Everyone else was asleep in the big dormitory.

"Couldn't sleep. There's a lake, not far. Thought maybe you'd want to go for a swim."

"Right now ?!"

Remus moved a bit and his face was suddendly bathed in the moonlight seeping through the thin curtains. Sirius could see him better. Mostly, he could see his cheeky smile.

"Come on, Sirius, what happened to being a true rebel ?"

He was standing near Sirius' bed, extending a waiting palm towards him. His smile was equal parts sweet and teasing. Mesmerized, Sirius took the offered hand. He hoped the night was hiding his blushing cheeks. As they sneaked out of the building and into the night, they never let go of each other's hand. Sirius thought that maybe, this summer camp wasn't utter bullshit. Maybe it would be really fucking amazing.

#my first microfic omg #if someone can guess what it is loosely inspired from i'm gonna kiss you on the mouth #silv writes things #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar microfic #marauders #marauders era

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reysdriver · 1 year

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Rockstar!Remus

headcanons of Remus as a rockstar in a band with the marauders — remus x gn!reader

warnings: one mention of drugs

words: 0.4k

- The band is called The Marauders of course

- Either plays bass or drums (I’m always conflicted between James and Remus playing bass/guitar or drums)

- Goes with a very classic rock aesthetic, while Sirius goes for more glam rock and James just wants to be a shirtless rockstar

- You don't always go on the tours with him, but he sends you postcards from every city he goes without you

- And when you aren't on tour with him, he'll insist on spending the whole day before and after the trip with you doing whatever you want

- Writes so many love songs about you (like SO MANY that Sirius rolls his eyes and jokes that he's trying to change the genre into everything lovesick)

- Doesn't do hard drugs like other celebrities, just smokes weed and drinks bc he can still think about you while on those

- Cuddles with you in the tiny bed of the tour bus

- Always talks about you in interviews and while performing (if you're comfortable with that of course) because he wants the whole world to know how he feels for you

- Even though he makes a lot of money, he doesn't live very lavishly

- Most of the money he does spend is to spoil you or buy a nice place for the two of you

- Sometimes steals little things of yours like clothes or a bottle of your perfume when he goes on tour without you so he can be reminded of you

- And you barely notice things are missing or you think you're losing your mind until he mentions it on a phone call or you see him holding it on newspapers and tabloids (or social media if it's a modern AU)

- But you can't really be mad because you do the same thing with his stuff lol

- Fans are actually super nice to you when you go public about the relationship

- Like a few are jealous or whatever but the majority of them look up to you like you're a member of the band

- And Remus will always defend you from those few mean fans so you never have anything to worry about

- He uses pictures of you or things you draw as inspiration and even tries to convince the guys to put it on album covers and stuff

- The boys don't often argue because they love you too

- They also know Remus will whine and beg until he gets you as the unofficial face of the band

#remus lupin #remus x reader #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin headcanon #rockstar!remus #rockstar!au #marauders era #marauders headcanon #rockstar!marauders

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lookingforsneha · 28 days

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Listening to Starman by David Bowie and sobbing because I keep on imagining Remus at 19/20 not being able to listen to it anymore, because it's haunting him with all he's lost.

And the third verse makes me even more depressy:

I had to phone someone, so I picked on you

Don't imagine Remus healing, having a good day, and by habit wanting to tell Sirius about it, realising he can't. Because Sirius betrayed them.

Hey, that's far out, so you heard him too

Don't think about him going through the grieving process and thinking he's going insane. He keeps hearing James and Lily, playing with Harry. He keeps hearing baby Harry's little giggles. He breaks when he hears Sirius' voice in the mix, hating himself for missing the man that betrayed them.

Switch on the TV, we may pick him up on channel two

And he feels worse for missing the peace him and Sirius had. He can't look at their home the same- he can't watch TV without imagining Sirius curled up next to him. He can't watch anything they'd started together, because all he finds himself able to do at those episodes is just sob. He can't brush his teeth without noticing Sirius' toothbrush next to his (he didn't have it in him to throw it out yet). He can't wear his usual sweaters anymore because the thought of Sirius stealing them is too overwhelming. And when he does get himself to pack all the old stuff away because he can't look at it anymore, he still can't sit on the couch without feeling the emptiness and the coldness of the air next to him, like something is clearly missing. The house is haunted with their memories, quite like how Remus' mind is. You can't tell me Remus didn't miss Sirius, the same way you can't tell me he didn't hate himself for it.

Look out your window, I can see his light

Don't imagine Remus, missing his friends to the point where he thinks he can see them. And he knows he's imagining them, he knows hes going crazy, but it's comforting to think he sees them sometimes, in the shadows or in the silhouettes in street lights. It's comforting to think he isn't alone, and the thought of being entirely alone would make him go crazier.

Don't imagine Remus losing everyone he knows, losing his best friends, his baby nephew (Harry), and the love of his life all at once.

And don't imagine him losing his favorite songs on top of it.

Do yourself a favour and just don't imagine Remus at age 19/20.

#remus x sirius #wolfstar #remus lupin #remus angst #the marauders #marauders era #Remus needs a hug #Starman #david bowie #remus loves sirius #Remus lupin #sirius black #lily potter #james potter #jily #wolfstar angst

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fruitcoops · 7 months

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Quicken

Fic O'Ween Day 10: Spellbound, for the Firefighter/ EMT AU! Read First Burn, Spark (rated E), and Kindling & Embers for previous installments! Coops 'n Cubs belong to @lumosinlove, fest header belongs to @noots-fic-fests <3

TW implied past smut, mentioned current medical emergencies

Keep me?

If you don’t want—

Keep me. Keep me.

I can do that.

Remus Lupin was the biggest idiot in the world. And also stupid. And utterly, hopelessly, unbelievably head over heels for the gorgeous lump of muscle and sweet smiles he had left, adorable and asleep, in a Midtown double-wide.

God, he was so fucking dumb.

You better not be on-call tomorrow morning, ‘cause you’re making me breakfast.

His mouth didn’t always run off on him, but when it did, it always did it with a bang. His bouncing knee rattled the broken edge of his seat and made the lady next to him shoot a dirty look across her phone. The subway hustled onward; Remus glanced at his watch and found that time had not, in fact, decided to run backward and that he was, in fact, officially late for his shift.

Shithell.

He wasn’t even given the mercy of an empty kitchenette to slink into after sprinting the three blocks from his stop to the station. “Good morning, sunshine,” Leo cooed with a smile wide enough to be frightening. He oozed the smug confidence of a man who had more than earned the purple smudge peeking out of his shirt collar.

Remus ground his back teeth against the blood rushing to his face and snatched a mug from the cupboards. The coffeemaker juddered a familiar rhythm. Id-i-ot. Id-i-iot. Id-i-ot.

“How was your night?”

“None of your business.”

“I covered your ass for the last—” Leo gave the wall clock an exaggerated look. “—twenty-seven minutes, my goodness. I think I deserve an explanation.”

A prim sip of tea made Remus’ eye twitch. “I overslept.”

“Exciting. You look sore. Sure you’re ambulatory?”

Remus managed to choke down a knee-jerk defense; something in Leo’s glittering eyes told him this situation would not be made better by a description of his rather athletic night. “Yes.”

“Nice hickeys. What is this, a frat house?”

His hand flew to his neck before his mind could catch up. The panic hit first, followed by a chaser of distilled regret. “God—fuck you!” he complained, shaking his hand out as if that would roll back an instant admission of guilt. Leo buried a grin in the rim of his mug and blew steam at him. Remus snatched the coffeemaker up and gave himself a heavyhanded pour. “It was a good night. I overslept. I’m here now.”

“Twenty-seven minutes.”

“…sorry.”

“No, no, this is worth it. Only your lucky-ass self would find the one call-free morning to oversleep.” Leo’s pager (a preference of the chief) gave a light buzz—saved by the bell. He downed his tea in one gulp, patting down his front pockets the way Remus had taught him during his first week. But then Leo paused with one hand on the wall separating the kitchen from the rest of the station. His chin jerked forward. “Nice shirt, by the way. Don’t think I’ve seen that one before.”

Remus looked down at himself and spit a mouthful of coffee straight into the sink.

Hey I’m so sorry.

Nope.

Good morning—

Certainly not.

Hey, I’m sorry, I’m stupid and forgot about my shift this morning even though I was on your case about the same thing, so sorry for saying you could keep me and then leaving you in bed. You were too cute to wake up. Also sorry for stealing your shirt.

Remus’ phone dimmed over the open ‘Messages’ app. Sirius’ Instagram bubble had been green on his last break. He let the screen go dark. Boisterous laughter spilled in from the other side of the station and his heart kicked. No, he thought firmly. Sirius’ team. Not Sirius.

Sirius, who probably woke up alone and cold and confused. Hours had come and gone. He definitely hated Remus’ guts by now.

Don’t fuck your coworkers. How many times had he drilled that sentiment into the heads of his rookies? How many times had Moody drilled it into him? Other stations were fair game, open season, free reign, but don’t fuck your coworkers, stupid. And definitely don’t fuck your coworkers stupid.

Remus’ face heated. He forced those thoughts out of his mind. Under his thumbnail, his phone case bent, and he shoved it into his pocket before it could distract him further. The mental highlight reel of Sirius coming apart under him (around him) was no excuse. He knew better. Sleeping with a coworker was a rookie mistake, but this…this was so much worse, because it was Sirius.

It had been so much better, because it was Sirius.

And he had thrown it away. All of it. Sirius would be right not to look at him after this. He’d be right not to want him.

No more thoughts of dark stubble, or spicy cologne, or the clench of thighs around his waist. No more lingering on Sirius’ wayward grins and soft hair through Remus’ fingers, or the steady way his breath puffed over Remus’ skin when he began to fall asleep. If he could just focus on inventory for twenty more minutes—

The siren slit his concentration down the middle.

“Fuck,” he muttered, checking off a last box of sterile gloves before jogging for the door. Leo was dozing in the window seat he had padded for himself a year back and jolted awake when Remus smacked the wall next to his head. “Go time, Knutty, lights and sirens!”

“All EMS personnel, report to rig 6—”

“Inventory?”

Remus grimaced. “Halfway.”

“Why can’t people ever have convenient emergencies?”

“Make sure to send the next flash flood my calendar availability, yeah?”

They took the corner tight, sneakers squeaking on the concrete. The rig crew was already set up for them—Remus loved it when people took advantage of a slow morning—and he snagged a set of keys off the wall hook with a glance at his pager, chucking them to Layla.

“Bravo on 3rd and Central!” he called to her. “You drive, Knutty and I have the back.”

“On it!”

Go, go, go. If there was one thing Remus loved about this job, it was the total inability to dwell. His keel found even water best when the waves were rolling up around them. Stagnancy was not an option. “D-1, Layla, talk me through!”

“Multiple victims!”

“D-4?”

Her expression flickered for just a second. “Explosion.”

“What’s the Bravo tell you?” Seatbelts, stretcher, respirator. The first ambulance was already out—it would be engines next, then their backup squad. He opened his mouth to speak and found Leo already packing burn ointment into the front compartments. “Nice, Nut. Layla! Bravo!”

“Sorry, uh—potentially life threatening, basic support!”

He knocked on the window between the cab and the rear, and passed a thumbs-up through the gap. “Three for three. Keep it up.”

“Remus!”

“Hi, yeah—”

Remus nearly choked on his own tongue. “Sorry, bad timing,” Sirius rushed out. He pressed close to the ambulance, which was the logical and spatially-aware thing to do in a bustling firehouse, but did absolutely nothing to quell the tsunami crashing through Remus’ insides.

“Hi,” Remus repeated, breathless in the surge. “I’m so sorry. I’m so dumb. Last night was—good, it was really good to—um—multiple burn victims, also sorry for stealing your shirt?”

“We can talk later, it’s okay.” Sirius was looking at him. It was strange. Not…not quite desire, but searching. For what, Remus didn’t know.

The engines roared to life. Sirens fractured his hearing. Layla would have them up and running in the next fifteen seconds. “I’ll be right back!” Remus shouted over the noise, leaning out between the aluminum doors to be heard. “Probably! And—god, sorry I left, that was a dick move!”

“It’s fine!”

“Not really! I didn’t want to!”

Sirius barked a laugh. “I’m glad!”

A laugh simmered in his own chest, fighting to get out. He started to speak again (though to say what, he wasn’t sure) only to be silenced by a quick, chaste press of lips on his own. He sat hard on the cold bench behind him.

“Screaming people,” Sirius said. A grin dimpled his cheek. “Go get ‘em.”

The ambulance jerked forward; Remus kept his side of the doors open as long as he could, spellbound, just to see him stand there against the reds and golds of their shared home. The slam of aluminum and steel dragged him from his dazed reverie. He pressed back against the wall and blinked the stars out of his eyes.

On the opposite bench, Leo clucked his tongue. “So that’s where your shirt went.”

The laughter bubbled free, and it didn’t stop until Remus felt half-drowned from it.

#remus lupin #sirius black #leo knut #coops #sweater weather #coast to coast #lumosinlove #my fic #fanfic #firefighter/ emt au #fic o’ween 2023 #fluff

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tortoisebore · 8 months

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Fic recs?? It’s so hard to find good stuff😩

i’ll list a few of my recent favs, but first i’ll give u some tips & secrets ab how i find new fics 🥰

my first & biggest source—i snoop on everyone’s bookmarks. like everyone. if i read a fic i liked, i check that author’s bookmarks. if someone comments on my fic, i check their bookmarks. if i come across someone talking ab fic on the tl, i go to their ao3 and check their bookmarks. i’ve found so many great fics just by snooping on what other ppl are reading 🫶

my second most-used tactic: searching for tags & using filters. if i’m looking for something specific, i search the tags/pairings i want and make sure to exclude things i don’t want (i.e. i don’t usually want to read jegulus, so i make sure to exclude that pairing in my results. same goes w tags/ratings/warnings u don’t want). i’ll sort by date, kudos, and hits separately, and add anything that sounds interesting to my bookmarks to sort through later. ao3 really has the best filtering and tagging system out there, but a lot of times we don’t use it to its full capacity! if you want to read something specific there’s a very good chance someone has written it, you just need to search and filter your results so that you’re not just seeing the most recent stuff! (i also filter by word count a lot too bc i’m not always in the mood for something multi-chaptered or something that will take me multiple days to finish reading)

last, sometimes i’ll go into the main pairing tag i’m looking for and sort by kudos/hits/date/whatever and jump to like….the 30th page of results. there’s sooooo much stuff i miss just bc it gets lost in the flow of new/popular fics, so jumping to random deep-dive search results will help you find new stuff & come across fics & authors you haven’t seen before 💞💖💘

now here’s some of the stuff i’ve been enjoying lately!! 💞💖💘💕

love by the seaside by viwrites

this was very cute and a great quick read! remus is a disgruntled painter/barista recovering from a toxic relationship & sirius is the sweet, dashing stranger that he meets by accident on the beach one day. lots of early-morning coffee runs and nervous flirting with some christmas fluff as a treat

hurling crowbirds at mockingbars by wrappedup

y’all know i am typically NOT an exes to lovers kind of girlie. i find this trope very hard to read most of the time bc i am a huge baby, but this one was a quick read and the plot was overall very sweet! remus broke up with sirius & left the country out of the blue almost 10 years ago, and then comes back to town with a fiancé. sirius learns very quickly that he’s still hurt, and remus learns very quickly that he might have jumped the gun all those years ago.

in the dark there is discovery by lynxindisguise

wolfstar pirate au!! need i say more!!

disarm you with a smile by five_ht

listen to me. look me in my eyes. this is explicit as fuck and i encourage you to read every single one of the tags carefully. seriously read all of them. it will not be for everyone but like….,oh my fuxking god. sirius steals remus’ phone number while hanging out with his friend (remus’ niece) one day and starts sending him increasingly suggestive texts anonymously. it’s all fun and games until sirius starts to catch feelings & remus starts to get curious ab who he’s been talking to.

in the centre of a circle by moonheavens

reccing this again bc I HAVEN’T CAUGHT UP YET BUT IT’S SO SO GOOD i’m going after the latest chapter as SOOOOOON as i have the time this week 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 sirius lives with the lupins and is very much in love with remus. he consults various people for advice.

#u ask tortoise answers #anon #fic rec #wolfstar fic rec #plus some #ao3 tips

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am-i-obssed-probably · 2 years

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Marauders doing Pass the phone

James: I’m gonna pass the phone to someone who always has snacks

Peter: I’m gonna pass the phone to someone who says stealing chocolate is punishable by death

Remus: I’m gonna pass the phone to someone who thinks they’re punk rock but is really just a cinnamon roll

Sirius: I’m gonna pass the phone to a brother fucker

#sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #wolfstar #moony #padfoot #gay #peter pettigrew #regulus black #lgbtq #jegulus #pass the phone #marauders era

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Prompt 5 - Awful First Meeting

@wolfstarmicrofic May 5, word count 688

Sirius spied him from across the room. There were much more attractive people at the party but something about him caught his eye. He watched him for a while, scoping him out. The man wandered near the wall and Sirius made him move.

He slid up to the tall man and braced his hands either side of him against the wall.

“Hi there sexy, how’s it going?” This move had a 100% success rate for Sirius. Once, they got a look at his pretty face, and he turned on his charms. They were putty in his hands. This time, however, backfired spectacularly.

The man tensed and then, with strength that surprised Sirius, shoved him away before shouting.

“Fuck off!” Silencing the party as he stormed out of the room. A few of the party goers stared at him and snickered to each other, but most just went back to dancing.

Regulus’s best friend, Barty, sidled up beside Sirius.

“Yeah, that’s Remus. He doesn’t like it when people box him in, breathe his air or basically get in his space.”

“No shit,” Sirius glowered at him. Barty didn’t even bat an eyelid. Instead, he ran a finger down Sirius’s arm and said,

“But I’m all about being shoved up against walls.” He winked at Sirius as he rejoined the party, getting lost in the crowd. Sirius was mad, but he was not that mad. No way could he handle Barty’s craziness on top of his own.

He ran out of the room, hoping to find Remus and apologise.

“Hey!” He yelled down the street at the retreating figure. “Hey, wait up!” Remus didn’t slow down. Sirius was out of breath by the time he caught up with his long strides. “Hey. I’m. Sirius.” He gasped between breaths. “I. Just. Wanted. To. Apologise. For what. I did. Back there.” He pointed in the general direction of the party.

“Don’t care.” Remus said coldly as he folded himself into an ancient Vauxhall Corsa and sped away.

“Do you want his number?” Evan said, popping out of the bushes. Sirius jumped out of his boots.

“What the fuck, Evan! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!” Sirius clutched his chest. Evan’s mouth spread into a toothy grin.

“Nope, just trying to steal your boots!” He bent down and snatched them up as he ran back into the party. Sirius didn’t even bother chasing him down, he’d get them back eventually. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. His night was not going to plan.

He was about to head back into the party and find out what Evan had planned for his poor boots when a car stopped beside him.

“Were you just mugged?” Remus asked, after rolling the window down. Sirius barked out a laugh.

“No, it was just Evan. I’ll get them back.” Sirius thought while he had Remus’s attention he’d push his luck. “So can I get your number then? I really would like to make up for that disastrous introduction in there.” He put on his best, 'I’m sorry, please love me' face, and Remus gave in.

“Fine, give me your phone.” Sirius gleefully unlocked it and handed it over. Remus reached a hand out of his window and took it.

“Gee,” He said, smiling wickedly. “It sure would be a shame if you were mugged twice tonight,” And he sped away, cackling.

“OI!” Sirius yelled as he chased after the car in his socks. The car stopped halfway down the street and Sirius collapsed in the open window, reaching in to take his phone back. He couldn’t even get mad because the smile that greeted him made it all worth it.

“Go get your shoes, and you can treat me to a McDonald's.” Sirius didn’t waste any time and rushed back into the party, tackled Evan to the ground, took back his boots, waved at his brother and almost dived head first into the little car.

As Remus pulled away from the kerb, Sirius thought maybe his terrible night would turn around. That was until he found out how much Remus could eat.

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Spiderboy: King of Thieves

I own nothing. All characters belong to JKR, this can also be found on ao3

Art by @regglilbean on Twitter

Chapter One:

"How about 'Bug Boy'?" James asked, laughing.

"I'm not letting you call yourself 'Bug Boy'," Sirius said, his hand running through his dark hair.

"How about Webster?" Peter suggested, chewing his biscuits.

"That's a rubbish name," James replied, stealing a biscuit from the younger boy.

"Better than 'Bug Boy'," Peter teased.

"Spiderman," Remus said, not bothering to look up from his book.

James smiled.

"Perfect! I bloody love you, Moony!" He kissed his friend's head before jumping up and down.

"Oi Prongs, Moony's mine. You can have Wormy, though." Sirius joked.

"Hey!" Peter protested.

"Come on, Peter. I'm not that bad." James laughed.

"I know a redhead who would say otherwise," Remus said.

"Well, I'm over her, so it doesn't matter."

"Besides, she has Mary." Peter reminded him.

James wasn't exactly jealous of Mary; he just sometimes wished it was him. It was normal after having a crush on someone for 4 years. At least, that's what he told himself.

"Oh, by the way, I invited my brother to come hang out later," Sirius said, stroking Remus's hair.

"You have a brother?" James asked, jumping onto the couch opposite.

"Watch out!" Peter exclaimed.

"Whoops-" James slipped and toppled onto Peter.

"Ouch-"

"Sorry.."

"Yes, I have a brother. I've told you about him." Sirius replied, ignoring the chaos around him.

"Oh…His name starts with an R, right?"

"Yep." Sirius rolled his eyes. "You've met him before."

Had he? James could vaguely remember Sirius having a brother.. Reginald? Was that his name? No- it was star related.

"Regulus?" Remus offered, still not looking up from his book.

"At least someone remembers his name." Sirius kissed Remus's head.

Remus smiled, looking up at his boyfriend.

James couldn't remember when Remus and Sirius became a thing, but he was happy for them. Besides, no one else was ever going to put up with Sirius's sarcasm.

"What time is he arriving?" Peter asked Sirius.

"I don't know. Our conversation didn't last long; it ended with my mother shouting at him to get off the phone." Sirius lit a cigarette, blowing smoke patterns in the air with every puff.

Remus moved out of his lap, putting the book away finally and sitting cross-legged on the floor.

"Pass me one, Pads."

"Nope, Moony, you're trying to quit."

Remus didn't seem to care and stole a cigarette from Sirius's pocket. James couldn't help but smile. God, he loved his friends.

James could sense something heading towards his head; he caught it; it was a pillow. He turned to see Peter laughing.

"Peter!"

"What?" Peter replied, smirking. "I didn't do anything."

"You little rat." James laughed, throwing the pillow at him.

Peter tried to throw it back but missed, hitting Remus. Soon, a pillow fight started.

As the chaos was happening, a dark-haired boy walked in.

"Uh- Sirius?"

(chapter two —> here)

#jegulus #spiderman #spiderman james potter #james potter #regulus black #james potter x regulus black #marauders #marauders era #fanfic #marauders fanfiction #remus x sirius #Spiderboy: King Of Thieves #Nargle_Simp

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