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Friendsss,
I Should probably mention this, but I am so unsure of my gender rn, so if you read my fanfiction and have noticed that I originally wrote for trans ftm reader and now it's female reader....uh I honestly have no clue and I'm figuring stuff out :{ so please don't think of me as some sort of weirdo I am just confused <3
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Video Killed The Radio Star (Stu Macher x Reader)
WOOOO I love the scream boys, I really do. So, here is the first part of my Stu Macher x reader!!! Let me know below if you want to be on the tag list for any future parts!
Pairing: Stu Macher x Female! Reader
Warnings: Mentions of a bad relationship with a sibling, slight allusions to sex, but not really
Word Count: 1.3k
The video store: a world of fun and amusement, a place where horror junkies get their fix and young lovers find some background noise. It is also my personal hell. Ever since I got this job at Blockbuster video, I have experienced nothing but boring work shifts. The whole gig is so routine. Checking out horror movies, rom-coms, and pornos all day gets to be a blur, and there’s only so many times that you can try to mop the stickiness off of the floor before you start to lose your mind. The store I work at is a quaint one. It’s small in size, but it has a rather large number of customers. Most of the customers are regulars, the ones who show up every Friday afternoon to get their fix for the week, but sometimes I meet a straggler who got bored enough to finally use their vhs. Today was not one of those days. 
As I stocked the romance shelf with the newest chick-flicks and romantic comedies, I heard a strange sound, like a movie had fallen off of one of the shelves. I raised an eyebrow in curiosity as I looked around. No one seemed to be in the store. It was 9:30 PM on a Wednesday. Only thirty minutes until closing, and someone was in the store? A thought popped into my head, “Randy… I know you’re here… come out, what are you doing?” I questioned the open room with a tone of annoyance. Randy Meeks was my co-worker, and I guess he could be a friend. He was funny, but sometimes he just was downright weird. Not a word of response was sent back my way. “Randy, really, it’s not funny,”. Suddenly I felt arms grab my face and cover my eyes. “It’s not Randy,” a familiar voice sang. “STU!” I yelled the man’s name angrily, “You can’t sneak up on people like that, it's terrifying!”. He lowered his arms in defense, “Hey, it was just a joke, it’s not like I’m gonna hurt you or something,” he stated. I let out a sigh, “What do you need, Stu, I gotta get home, we have school tomorrow,”. “Ah-ah, the store doesn’t close for another thirty minutes,” the man tutted. I groaned, Stu is a great friend, but he can be annoying when he wants to. “Of course you would know that,”. I began to look back at the shelf I was stocking, unloading the last of the box of new rentals onto the cold metal, and making sure they were in alphabetical order, though I knew that wouldn’t last long. I knew exactly where Stu would be headed, as it was the same row that almost every teen in Woodsboro frequented: the horror section. 
“Do you have Halloween: the Curse of Michael Myers yet?” Stu questioned, flipping through the titles meticulously. The man scanned each movie with a sense of precision. There was always something he was looking for. I didn’t know exactly what his favorite horror genre was, because it seemed to me that he liked them all, and yet, he still scanned every movie’s cover as if he were picking a job to apply to. “Actually, Stu, we may or may not have just gotten our first copy, and I may or may not have rented it out already…” I started with a sense of anxiety, fearing that Stu would be upset by the fact that I had already rented the movie. I don’t know why I felt that I had to forfeit my rental, but something about Stu always made me give in. “But, you can gladly have it, uh just, uh, let me check it back in, so that you can check it out,” I started hastily walking to my bag, but not before my arm was caught by Stu. “You don’t have to do that,” his voice sounded concerned as he pulled me back by my arm. “We could just watch it together,” he said. I blushed in embarrassment as the man still had my arm in a strong grip, and because I could watch a movie with Stu Macher… alone. I’ve never been one to succumb to crushes, but… okay yeah… that’s a lie… I’m like totally infatuated with Stu Macher, but can you blame me. We’ve been friends since elementary school. Billy Loomis, Stu, and I have always been a tight-knit group. Of course, we’ve strayed apart a bit now that I have friends that are girls, but we’re still relatively close, and something about him just always pulls me in, and the cologne he wears is just divine, and his eyes, oh his- “Y/N, Y/N… you alive in there,” “ OH Uh sorry I zoned out for a bit there,” I internally screamed as my cheeks turned blood red. “So what do you say?” the taller asked as he looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. “Oh uh yeah! Of course! We could watch it tomorrow if you’d like, whose house?” I internally begged him to say he could watch it tomorrow. We hadn’t watched a movie alone together… ever. We usually always end up hanging out with Billy, and occasionally, the rest of the gang, but this could be different. “How about I pick you up and we swing by the store to get some snacks, and then we watch it at mine. My parents are gone, so we can take over the living room,” he smirked a little which made me blush a bit more. I brushed any thoughts of romance out of my head, he’s just saying that we don’t have to worry about noise…right…? I nodded my head, “Okay, Stu,” I said with a smile. “You wanna ride home, babe?” Stu asked genuinely. Even though he called almost everyone babe, my heart still did a flutter. “Well if you’re offering…” I trailed off. “Let me close everything up and get my stuff,” I yelled as I was already halfway across the store from him as I went to close down the register.
I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder as I braced myself to experience the chilly Autumn air. Stu opened the door for me as we walked to his car. His car was nice, but rather banged up. He’s quite the chaotic driver. I fastened my seatbelt and sat back staring through the windshield at the town streets as Stu drove. We made light conversation and talked about everything and anything. We brought up stories of past movie nights, and joked about the stupid things we’ve done at parties. As we finally pulled up to my house, I noticed a car parked in the driveway. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. “What’s wrong?” Stu faced me now, his previous happy look changing to one of concern. “My sister’s home,” I stated simply. Stu knew all about my sister and everything she had done to me. He instantly put the car back in drive and started to drive away from my house. “Stu, what the fuck are you doing?” I asked, confused. “You’re not going back there with her, I won’t let you,” he said with a grave face. I huffed and sit back in my seat, “So you’re just going to kidnap me instead,” I half-giggled. “Yep, you’re staying at mine, and you’ve got no way out of this,” he proudly exclaimed. “Oh yeah? What if I tuck and roll?”. Stu took that as a personal challenge as he began driving faster, his tires making a loud screeching sound. “STU STU STOP DOING THAT!” I screamed as the man laughed proudly at the fear he made me exhibit. “It’s just a joke babe, chill out,” He giggled. We continued driving until we finally reached the Macher residence.
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pleasantangelpaper · 5 months
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Character Masterlists:
Hello! This will be my Masterlist for fics about different characters!
If a story contains smut, I will have a 🍋
Remus Lupin:
The Man in the Moon: Remus Lupin x Trans FTM! Reader
To Keep You Warm: Remus Lupin x GN! Reader
Sirius Black
*Coming soon*
William Afton/Steve Raglan
To Run From The Sky: William Afton x GN! Reader (Part 1)
Stu Macher
Video Killed The Radio Star: Stu Macher x Fem! Reader (Part 1)
Billy Loomis
*Coming Soon*
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To Run From the Sky (Part 1)
Hi!!! So, this fic is sort of a new thing I'm trying out on my wattpad. It's a William Afton x Reader that is a little angsty! I'm curious to know how tumblr will react to it, so here it is! Feel free to check out my wattpad account if you would like to read there! My user is the same on both platforms! :)
William Afton x GN! Reader
Warnings: Angst, mentions of cheating
   Just last month I was swimming in the clear waters of Malibu beach, and now I'm moving back in with my parents in Hurricane, Utah. Where did I go wrong? How could this have happened to me? I remember, but I still don't understand...
 The air was cold for California as I navigated alleyways, weaving in between sheds and cars to find my friend and roommate, Bethany, who had invited me to her boyfriend's house party. Upon finally finding the house, by ear rather than eye, as crappy pop blared through the enormous living room sound system, I stumbled up the lawn, trying not to trip over various red solo cups. A few boys stood watch outside the door, joking around, and obviously getting very drunk. Walking past them, I entered the house. Loud music and bright lights flooded my senses, bringing me to a very alert state. "Bethany!" I yelled into the void of party-goers. No response was heard. I journeyed on through the group of people, pushing my way past several drunk guys. I then saw a familiar taller gentleman. "Stu!" I yelled at him. "Oh hey Y/N! Have you seen Bethany anywhere?" the puzzled man questioned. I sighed in discontent, "No, I'm looking for her too,". "Maybe you could go check my room? She might have went in there to sit down for a minute," Stu stated. I nodded my head and walked towards the spiral staircase that adorned his second floor balcony. Stu's house was quite lavish. As I found Stu's room I could hear some strange noises from inside. My brain told me to stay out of it, but my heart feared for Bethany. The door opened, and my throat closed. There was my boyfriend, Billy, and my best friend, Bethany, kissing. My mouth stayed open as tears filled my eyes. "How........ how could you do this to me...... how could either of you do this to me.....". The two struggled to find words as they pulled apart from one another. I stood heartbroken in the doorway. My tears started to drip off of my face, creating a puddle on Stu's floor. "Hey Y/N, was she in th-" Stu began to question before he noticed the tension in the room. "What happened?" he asked, a slight tinge of anger becoming evident in his voice. "Stu, baby, he just started kissing me, and I just couldn't fight back," " Bullshit, you kissed me first" The two argued at each other trying to come up with some sort of story that would get them out of trouble, but it was too late. Stu's eyes welled with tears as he screamed for them to get out of his house. I don't remember much after that. It all feels like a blur. I move out of the shared apartment I had with Bethany, and now I'm here, in Utah. 
   I set my last box down on the floor of my childhood bedroom. Waves of emotions hit me as I stare at the corkboard full of memories. Memories of Bethany and I before we had moved to California tainted the room. I felt my soul fill with rage. I tore down  the pictures with tears in my eyes. As I fell to the ground, a soft knock was heard at my bedroom door. "Come in," I grumbled out to the unknown visitor. "How you doing, honey," my mother gently walked into the room, avoiding the pictures on the ground. I just silently cried as she patted my back. "Y'know, I hate to do this to you, but our neighbors, the Aftons, are coming over for dinner tonight, they've got a lot going on as well, and I wish we could reschedule, but this plan has been going on for some time now... we would love it if you would join us, dear," my mother spoke quietly as if any loud words or sudden movements would cause me to spiral again. I sniffled and wiped my tears with my cardigan sleeve, "Thanks mom, but I would rather finish unpacking first," "That's okay honey, take all the time you need,". And with that, my mother left and closed the door, leaving me to my own devices once again. I began to unpack the boxes around me, sorting what I could into the drawers of my old dresser, and organizing a desk space. I set up some stuffed animals on my bed to make it seem more inviting, and I fluffed the pillows that had gone untouched for some time now.
By the time I was finished, I glanced at the clock on my wall and noticed it was 10 o'clock. "I better get something to eat I guess," I spoke aloud to myself. The hallways were dark as I creeped down the wooden stairs to the kitchen. I noticed the smell of burnt coffee as I walked forward, but thought nothing of it, that is, until I noticed a figure that definitely was not either of my parents. "I just can't get this damn thing to work right," the man proclaimed. His purple button-up sleeves were rolled up to his elbows as he prodded at buttons on the old coffee machine. His glasses were on the tip of his nose as he stuck his tongue out in thought, his brows furrowed in frustration. My cheeks turned a bit rosy as I stared at the attractive man in front of me. I finally put two and two together and noticed this man must be Mr. Afton. "Do you need any help, Mr. Afton?" I sheepishly spoke. The man spun around in surprise, "Oh! You must be Y/N, I had no idea anyone was still up, your parents told me that I could stay over for the night," he got quieter as the sentence went on, clearly embarrassed by needing a place to sleep. "Don't feel ashamed, I'm also freeloading here right now," I half-joked at my predicament. The older man's face softened as he turned his attention back to the old coffee maker. My family had had this coffee maker for as long as I had been alive. I walked over and grabbed the pot as I hit the button to brew. "Yeah... this thing is so old that if the pot isn't sitting in exactly one place it just doesn't go," I sighed at the fact that we were still using this thing. Mr. Afton chuckled at the piece of old tech and ran a hand through his hair. "Wow, that's something," he said in disbelief. Once the pot was done brewing, I pulled down two coffee mugs, one a pale blue with white bunnies dancing across it, and the other a pale yellow with the same design. "Sorry Mr. Afton, I think these bunny mugs are the only ones clean," I laughed a little at the cute designs in contrast to this grown man. "That's fine, I love bunnies," he smirked. "Also, please don't call me Mr. Afton, you'll make me feel older than I already do... call me William," he half-grunted at the statement. I giggled at him as I poured the cheap coffee into the cute bunny mugs, spilling a bit onto the peeling linoleum of the counter. I handed him the yellow mug in silence and took a sip of the warm drink. I noticed William make a face as he drank it. "Nothing like the taste of off-brand coffee made in a cheap old coffee maker, huh?" I joked. "Oh yeah nothing like it," he chuckled back. We stood with small conversation as we finished our drinks. The interaction made me smile, and I felt a bit warmer inside, like I wasn't alone in all of this. As we both finished off the coffee pot, I gently set our mugs in the sink. "Goodnight William," I said, as I walked towards the stairs. "Goodnight Y/N," 
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Previously...
Remus has pushed through the William Afton fans and won the poll! So here comes another poll to determine what type of Remus fic this should be! Stay tuned for more info <3! Also I will probably make the reader either a gryffindor or a hufflepuff in this story because gryffindor makes the most sense.... but I'm a hufflepuff.... let me know your thoughts
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pleasantangelpaper · 5 months
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Okay! So I am going to write a new x reader here on tumblr and would love some input so here is a poll!
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Back from the Dead
Hey y'all, so I kind of disappeared for a bit. I got sick and then I got super unmotivated to write, but I am BACK! My wattpad account is live and I am on the writing grind! I may be writing some new intro stuff about me because some things have changed, so if you're interested uhhh stay tuned!
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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gender is so confusing….. from now on just use they/them for me until I figure myself out ahshsxhzhhsh
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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I need more Willard Hewitt fanfiction….. this man is so fine, and the fanfic for him is so lacking.
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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Wattpad Account go brrr
Okay so, I have a wattpad account which is probably where I’ll be like “archiving” my writing so that it’s easily accessible.
AngelicWritings
@pleasantangelpaper
yeah. So . Uh,. That’s where everything will go. I’m going to post everything here too, it’s just easier to organize it over there.
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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reposting once again, please send me asks pookies!!
hehe writing
okay so.. who should I write for? What should I write about? Gimme ideas please <3
Things I will not do. I won’t under any circumstance. ~ The usual stuff that no one who is sane will do such as incest, pedophilia, and beastiality. If you do that shit, go to hell.
~ Drugs, yeah again, just don’t feel comfortable with that, I simply don’t have the experience also.
*THINGS I WANT TO DO*
Fluff!! So much fluff! I love it!
First Dates with (insert fandom here)
Anything Remus lupin. I love him. ……. I’m willing to try writing smut for certain characters…. I just don’t know if it will be good.
Anything Movie!William Afton I go feral for him
*Fandoms I will write for * (A red * means I’ll do smut)
Harry Potter Fandom*
Star Wars*
Resident Evil 8
Avengers/ MCU
Jane Austen Characters
Stardew Valley
Scream (1996)*
FNAF (only the people and only the adults of course)*
AND MORE!
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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The Man in the Moon
Wake up pookies new one shot omg this is so heheheh. Okay so, Remus Lupin x Trans Man! Reader. This is for @themanfromeire btw!! warnings: a n g s t, dysphoria, feeling not good enough, tall! Remus, uhmmmm that’s it I think I’ll add more if I see more, but I believe that is all
Context: Reader and Remus have been dating for a short while, and it is now the Yule ball, they’re in 7th year because yeah, the reader doesn’t have any suits to wear and struggles to get a new one as they shop with Sirius. Yeah you’ll see the rest :]
h/c is house colors
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“Sirius, why do I even have to go to this stupid ball anyways,” the boy questioned his friend as he stared at the countless rows of evening attire, his eyes not finding a thing that could spark his interest. “Y/N you’re going, you told Remus you would go, and don’t you want to go so you can dance with him,” the boy with the long black hair exclaimed to his peer. Sirius knew how distraught Remus would be if y/n didn’t go to the Yule ball. Remus had practically begged Sirius to wingman him in his pursuit of y/n as a date. Sirius’s eyes finally landed upon something at the shop. He pulled out the simple black suit and held it up against himself. “What do you think y/n… do I look beautiful as ever?” the boy jested. “Truly gorgeous Sirius,” y/n rolled his eyes. “Come on we’ll find you something now,”
The two looked for almost an hour before landing upon an extravagant black and h/c ensemble. Sirius beamed at the other gentleman, “Remus is going to love this,”. *Time Skip*
It is now the day of the Yule Ball, and y/n is changing in the dorms. His eyes cast upon his figure in the mirror and he winced. The suit felt foreign on his body. Impostor syndrome set in as he stared at himself trying to enjoy the euphoria he had expected to come out of wearing the suit. It didn’t come. Instead he stood questioning whether or not he looked like a real man in the article. He felt like the suit was swallowing his form and enveloping him in a mess of fabric. The image of a much younger version of himself buying a suit two sizes too big from a thrift shop in secret flashed before his eyes as his thoughts began to swallow his mind. Suddenly, a knock at the door occurred. “Shit, it’s Remus,” he swallowed deeply and pretended to smile, but he knew it was going to be obvious what his emotions were. “ Hello Darling, OH MY YOU LOOK STUNNING” the scarred boy nearly screamed as he witnessed his boyfriend. Pure joy struck his face as he admired how distinguished his boyfriend looked. The other blushed profusely, “Oh… thank you Remus,” a shy look spreading across their face. “Darling is everything alright?” The taller boy held the other’s head in his hands and stared into his eyes. “Remus, I don’t like the way this suit looks on me, I feel like I look stupid,” “Love, what ever do you mean, you look just….breathtaking,” . His eyes gazed across the other man’s figure questioning how he could ever feel that way about himself. “I don’t know Rem… it’s fine we can just go,” the shorter boy headed for the door before being caught. “Y’know love, I think I’m feeling a bit sick, perhaps we should stay back, wouldn’t want to get anyone else sick…” Remus faked a cough staring at his lover. “Oh…..OH….. why yes thank you that seems to be a splendid idea,”
The two retired to the gryffindor dorm and laid on Remus’s bed feeling the warmth of one another as they cuddled and read a book. “I love you so much, love,”
“I love you too, Rem,”
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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friends, romans, countrymen… lend me your ears
Stu macher.
that’s it that’s the post
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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Me when I’m sick so I watch all of Harry Potter (I am utterly distraught by the deaths of my comfort characters and will never be okay again.)
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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please give me asks 🙏🙏🙏🙏 I’ll give you uhmmmmmm *checks bank account* -2 cents….wait no…
hehe writing
okay so.. who should I write for? What should I write about? Gimme ideas please <3
Things I will not do. I won’t under any circumstance. ~ The usual stuff that no one who is sane will do such as incest, pedophilia, and beastiality. If you do that shit, go to hell. ~ smut, as of now, I don’t particularly feel comfortable doing that. Apologies
~ Drugs, yeah again, just don’t feel comfortable with that, I simply don’t have the experience also.
*THINGS I WANT TO DO*
Fluff!! So much fluff! I love it!
First Dates with (insert fandom here)
Anything Remus lupin. I love him.
*Fandoms I will write for*
Harry Potter Fandom
Star Wars
Resident Evil 8
Avengers/ MCU
Jane Austen Characters
Stardew Valley
AND MORE!
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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Hello other me! If it's alright, could I possibly leave a request? Remus Lupin x trans male!reader. Us trans guys need more love hahaha. Thanks :D
so sorry I didn’t answer this sooner I am terribly ill right now. But yes!!!! I’ll write this as soon as my brain is able to think!!! It’s probably going to have a little bit of angst and dysphoria in it…. If you mind that I can totally write more than just one one shot. I don’t mind, I need writing practice…. Actually I’ll probably just write two anyways… but yeah!!! Definitely will get right on this, thank you other me :)
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pleasantangelpaper · 6 months
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OH MY GOD THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE ON THIS POST!!! Let me know what y’all want, please!! My asks are so open for fanfic ideas! I’ll write for any of the marauders tbh <3 or snape (controversial of me, I’m sorry) I would also write for Narcissus, Lucius, Bellatrix, etc. BUT YAH ILY SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR THE NOTES <333
To Keep You Warm
so, there’s a lack of Remus Lupin fluff on here, and I need to fix that. So, here is a silly fluff oneshot about him <3 Also this is my first time writing like genuine fanfic so I hope it’s good! (Also ignore if my paragraphs are formatted weird, I wrote this on my phone)
Warnings: none :)
gender neutral! reader, Unspecified House! Reader
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“Darling, would you like me to take you back to your dorm? you’re freezing” Remus Lupin whispered as he held y/n’s ice-like hand. The couple had been sitting in a cozy back corner of the Hogwarts library as Remus prepared for his D.A.D.A exam. It was a cold December afternoon as snow fell from the sky like salt from a shaker. Students drew shapes in the frosty windows as they got bored of studying and instead were dreaming of the winter break that would soon start. Remus’s lovely y/n sat by his side with their head rested on his shoulder as they read a muggle book called “Sense and Sensibility”. Remus’s eyes flickered over to his darling as they spoke,
“No, Rem, I’m fine, really, you need to study for your exams.” They spoke as they huddled closer to Remus inhaling the aroma of coffee and chocolate that seemed to swirl about him. Though they spoke with an air of confidence, Remus knew from their shivering that they would much rather be sitting in bed with a hot cup of tea than in the library, but it was a sacrifice they would make to be with him. Remus sighed and closed his book, a puff of dust from the desk below rose into the air. He gently tapped his partner so that he could push his chair out and begin to pack his things.
“Remus, what are you doing? Your exam is tomorrow. You need to study. I’ll be okay,”
He simply continued to put his books away as he grabbed their hand. Throwing his worn messenger bag over his shoulder, he gently pushed in his chair and ushered his partner to do the same. “Love, I already have made excellent marks in that class, but you will surely freeze if we are to stay here any longer.” He said with a tinge of worry and love in his voice. Y/n’s cheeks flushed at his remarks, and they quietly pushed their chair in as well and began to walk by his side. The couple walked through the corridors which were left empty due to the fact that most students were either huddled by the common room fires, or outside enjoying the winter weather. Noticing the guilt on his partner’s face, Remus let out a sigh and glanced at them, “You know I would do anything for you, dove.” “I know you would Mooney, but your grades are important, I don’t want you to fail out of the class you love the most just because I’m cold” Worry filled their voice as they stopped in their tracks. Tears prickled their eyes as they interlocked with Remus’s. He stopped and placed a slow kiss on their cheek. “Darling, I would fail every class if it meant I could keep you warm.” Y/n’s cheeks flushed a bright crimson red as they leant up and kissed Remus. His lips tasted like mocha with a hint of caramel, and warmth fell over the both of them as Remus pulled them closer, wrapping his arms around their waist. As they pulled away, Remus was now the one with flushed cheeks. The shy boy looked down at the ground, his hair flopping over his right eye. Y’n bent down to look into his eyes, and gently took his hand in theirs as they began walking to the Gryffindor commons once more.
The two walked in a comfortable silence together towards the Gryffindor common room, where their friends, James and Sirius, sat, bickering over something silly. “Sirius, you can’t catch a jumping frog in your mouth as it jumps, what if it tries to jump again while it’s in your mount??”
“ Yeah I can! Watch this!”
The boy caught the frog in his mouth and instantly spit it back out at James as it had tried to jump around in his mouth. The two continued their spat, until they noticed their friends’ entrance. “Mooney, why are you two back so early, I thought you were studying for your exam,” Sirius questioned, considering his best friend usually was quite the bookworm. The aforementioned boy simply continued to walk his lover to the grand red couch by the fire, “ y/n was cold,” he bluntly stated. The two other boys simply stared with their mouths agape. Their mooney was really head over heels for this person. James got up and awkwardly dragged a, still shocked, Sirius up to the boys dormitories as he muttered something about leaving the two alone. Y/n had turned a bright shade of fuchsia at the exchange. They laid their head on Remus and stared into the fire and wished that the moment could last forever.
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