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descaladumidera · 2 years

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Daredevil/Matt Murdock Headcanons and Prompts I've Accumulated Over Time

1. Matt and Foggy Are Childhood Friends

Imagine Foggy and Matt are childhood friends, even before the accident. And the Nelsons take Matt in after Jack died, but not before Stick could train Matt (because reasons). And Matt trusts Foggy immediately with his secret and they get into so much trouble together. And then Matt starts to fight crime and Foggy always has his back.

2. Matt Is a Sucker for Buzzed Hair

Matt likes to touch Frank's hair after he shaved it to a few mm, because he likes the sensation.

3. Jack Comes Back for Five Minutes

Okay, so. There is a comic where Doctor Strange brings Uncle Ben back for Peter for five minutes and I. I just thought about … What if he did it for Matt with Jack? And my heart hurts so much. And Jack just knows what Matt has been doing all these years and Matt thinks that he will be so disappointed with him, but Jack smiles and says, "I'm proud of you, Matty. So proud."

4. Steve Rogers Adopts Matt

I need to fudge the timeline considerably, but I just. Want Jack and Steve Rogers to know each other. Like, Steve is a fan of boxing, but he is also an old soul at heart, so he'd rather watch fights like Jack's, instead of the upscale ones that rich people attend. Even though he could easily get tickets for those, because he is, well, Captain America. But he chooses to watch Jack's matches instead and they become friends and he meets ickle Matt at one point. And Matt is a big Cap fan (and Jack respects the hell out of Steve for what he did back in the day, so there's that). And when Matt goes blind, Steve does everything he can to help Jack and Matt, because Jack is his friend. But Jack is too proud and refuses the help, so Steve sticks to making sure that Matt gets Braille books and as many accommodations as he can muster without treating Jack and Matt as a charity case. And then Jack dies and Steve's heart hurts for Matt, so he takes him in.

5. Jack's Aftershave

The only thing Matt kept of his dad, apart from the boxing regalia, is an already opened bottle of aftershave. He fears the day the smell will fade.

6. Matt/May With May Stealing Matt's Hoodies

May steals Matt's hoodies, because they are so soft. And then they end up in Peter's cabinet, because he, too, has heightened senses and wants soft clothes. But they can't afford it. Matt picks up on that and makes sure that May and Peter always have soft clothes around.

7. Matt and Karen Make-Up Sessions

Whenever Matt's face gets beaten up, he calls Karen, and they both come to the office earlier, so she can mask his injuries with make-up.

8. Matt Stealing Foggy's Hoodie

Matt didn't own his own Columbia sweater. He stole Foggy's once it was worn soft enough for Matt to feel comfortable with his hypersensitive touch.

9. Matt and Interactive Pools

Matt finds out that he loves to go to the aquarium. All the glass and water dulls his senses, which is not great, but he delights in using the interactive pools, so he gladly endures the things he doesn't like.

10. Foggy Being the Best

Foggy got Matt his first red glasses.

11. Matt Being a Masochist

Sometimes Matt lets himself get hit more than necessary on purpose, because he thinks he deserves the pain.

12. Matt-Foggy-Karen-Shenanigans

After the thing with Fisk and Dex Karen, Foggy, and Matt rebuild their firm. And one of the conditions is team-building night at Josie's at least once a month ("So no daredeviling, Matt!"). They get absolutely shitfaced and usually end all up at Matt's apartment, in Matt's bed, just cuddling, because they're cuddly drunks. And then they fall asleep. When they drink the eel, though, they'll stay up all night and walk up to the fish market in the morning, still completely shitfaced. The fishers hate them with a passion.

13. Matt Being Touch-Starved

Matt being so, so touch-starved and at the same time so afraid of touch, because most of the time, when someone touches him, it isn't gentle. The most human contact he has is during fights. The rare occasions he gets a friendly touch is when Foggy or Karen hug him and he absolutely melts into their embrace, and it hurts, hurts, hurts when he has to let go, because holding on for longer would be weird. It gets so bad that he automatically leans in when someone he likes and trusts just lays their hand on his shoulder or brushes his fingers by accident. Sometimes, when it has been days, he finds himself in his bed, under his silk-sheets, all curled up, silently crying, because there's something missing.

14. Team Red at Beastmaster/Ninja Warrior/The Floor Is Lava

Let me just throw in here that notoriously broke Peter Parker convinces the rest of Team Red (really, just Matt, because Wade would do anything for Peter like the fangirl he is) to partake in one of these TV sports things (like Beastmaster, Ninja Warrior, The Floor is Lava etc.). Because they would easily win and go home with the money. They would need to convince everyone that Matt is just really good at following their orders, because, "Yes, he's blind, but no one else wanted to build a team with us, so here we are." Hilarity ensues.

15. Karen's Perfume

Karen once changed her perfume, but it made Matt sneeze all the time, so she dragged him shopping to get one he would like and that wouldn't fuck with his senses.

16. Matt and His Upside-Down Problem

I think Matt would nope out of situations where he would be upside-down for longer so fast, because it messes up his senses. The blood rushing into his head royally fucks with his balance, and when he gets back to being upside again, he gets dizzy. And it would be so much worse for him than for other people. So. Matt is like, "NOPE!"

17. Matt Kills Fisk

Okay, but Frank saying that Matt is one bad day away from being him and it nearly coming true in S3 has me thinking … What if Matt really went through with killing Fisk? Damn, thinking about the psychological damage has me thriving. And then Matt runs into Frank and they start talking. And Frank being kinda devastated that Matt betrayed his convictions like that. He's picking up the pieces.

18. Foggy and Karen Get Blipped

Okay, but now I have to think about Matt falling into a deeply depressive episode about Karen and Foggy being gone and going the opposite way of Clint. He doesn't become violent and just Daredevil, but he drops it altogether. He effectively kills Daredevil, because he can barely function and maybe a bit to honor Foggy and Karen, because they never really and completely approved of Daredevil. They just accepted it and tried to do better by Matt in the end. So maybe he thinks it would be what they would've wanted.

19. Foggy Got Blipped But Theo Didn't

Imagine Foggy got blipped but Theo didn't and when Foggy comes back, Theo teases him that he is the older brother now.

20. Fratt Brainworm

Just something about Frank and Matt patching each other up gives my brain happy chemicals.

21. Matt Deserves Soft Things

Imagine Matt crashing at his crush's place, but he is beat up, so they offer him their bed. Only that there is a plushy in said bed, because the person can't sleep without one and finds it soothing to cuddle something while sleeping. Matt unintentionally starts to cuddle the plushy and is thoroughly embarrassed once he wakes up, but he can't deny that cuddling with the plushy was nice and calming. And his crush picks up on it and gently tries to nudge him to get his own plushy. But Matt is a stubborn bastard, so they gift him the softest plushy they can find.

22. Cap Being a Boy Scout

Imagine Steve Rogers meets Matt when he is just his lawyer-ly self. No daredeviling in sight. They're just on the sidewalk and through sheer bad luck Matt's cane breaks/becomes useless (please don't nail me on this, I just need a scenario for Steve to offer to guide Matt). Of course Steve sees this and as the good boy he is, he offers his help. He introduces himself and, yeah, that's Captain America, alright. So Matt can only accept, because, yeah, he is blind and without his cane and doesn't have supersenses, nope, sir, no superpowers here, just a perfectly normal guy, who would appreciate Captain America's help, thank you. So Steve offers his arm and guides Matt home and, weirdly enough, talking to Steve is … nice. Matt finds that he likes the man, even though he isn't exactly a fan of the Avengers.

23. More CapDevil

Imagine after Steve knows that Matt is DD and they team up and during a fight Matt goes down. Steve yells, "Get up, soldier!" And Matt just. Freezes. Because. Childhood trauma. That Steve doesn't know about.

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1. Matt Has a Bad Night and Needs Frank

The first time Matt ends up in Frank's bed is after a bad night on patrol. Something happened and Matt doesn't feel like he can talk to Foggy or Karen about it, because they don't get it. Not like other vigilantes do. He doesn't know why Frank, exactly. He could've gone to Jessica or Luke or Danny. Okay, maybe not Danny. But Matt finds himself on the fire escape right next to the window of the safehouse Frank is currently occupying. He pries it open and slips in, only to be held at gunpoint for his troubles as Frank steps out of the shadows. And Matt can't help it. He takes off the mask and just breaks down. He doesn't know why. It just happens. Frank lowers his gun and puts it away, before slowly approaching Matt and leading him to the only thing that can count as seating in this rundown apartment—a beaten, old mattress. He can't even offer Matt something soothing to drink, only a bottle of water that he has to ruffle through his duffel bag for to find. It's not even new. He has drunken from it earlier in the day. But Matt chugs it down gratefully. They don't talk. And at one point Matt just throws himself at Frank, kissing him frantically. He wants it to be fast and hard, wants Frank to fuck him into the mattress, until he can't think anymore. But Frank knows that's not what Matt needs. So he agrees to have sex with him, but it's tender and soft and Frank cares so much. It makes Matt break down again and again until his emotions run out and he is tired and beaten and fucked into sleep. When he wakes up the next morning, his limbs entangled with Frank's, he feels embarrassed. But also better.

2. Matt Is Being an Asshole

Frank is still sensitive where he has the gunshot wound on his ass. Matt knows this. So every time they have sex, Matt is a little bastard and presses his thumb against the scar, which, in turn, makes Frank let out a very high-pitched yelp.

3. Matt Needs to Be Held Gentle Like Hamburger

With Matt everything is intense—fighting, talking, even sex. He doesn't know how to function differently. So the first time someone is actually gentle to him during sex, no biting, no bruising, no animalistic fucking, he starts to cry.

4. Matt Likes Bondage

Matt learned that he likes to be tied up thanks to Frank chaining him to the roof in S2.

5. Matt Is Sensitive

Matt regularly comes untouched, because. Too sensitive. Especially when edging is involved.

6. Matt and Frank Are Perpetually Horny

Whenever Frank and Matt come across each other and exchange some blows, both of them have to take care of their boners afterwards with a cold shower.

7. Matt Is Hot and Foggy Is Turned On

Foggy absolutely gets hot and bothered when he sees Matt fight. It just turns him on. Especially when he sees Matt move in the black suit, which emphasizes all his muscles, particularly when he is all sweaty and worked up. Foggy asks Matt to show him some moves, so he can defend himself. He ends up pinned under Matt, sporting a hard-on.

8. Matt Is Into Marking

Matt is into biting and marking up his partners during sex, because he can feel the difference in their skin when he touches the spots.

9. Matt and Sex Toys

Matt has a collection of toys with different textures (like ridges and nubs and the likes), because his heightened senses let him feel these even more intensely than smooth toys. When he uses them, he gets overstimulated easily, which is a kink of his.

10. Matt Is a Voyeur (Non-Con)

So. Imagine Matt not being in a relationship. Imagine him being horny and wanting to have a wank. He closes his eyes, because even if he is blind, it subconsciously helps him concentrate. And then he listens. He listens to the city and weaves his way through unnecessary noises, until he can hear someone having sex/masturbating. And he tunes in to them and starts.

11. Matt and Foggy Being in a Relationship Without Realizing It

It took them years until they realized that, normally, friends didn't hold hands at every opportunity. Or that, normally, friends didn't kiss each other on the cheek quite as much as they did. And, at last, that, normally, friends didn't call each other up to have sex every so often. It was just something they did.

12. The Fratt Thing I Posted Separately Already

Sex with Frank was never soft or loving—it was rough and carnal, an urgent desire needing to be sated. It was an itch to be scratched, some deep dwelling need, a fire to be kindled and to never burn out. There was no caressing, no gentle touches, no sweet kisses; just blood, and teeth, and nails digging into skin until it broke. With Frank it was just fucking. Until it wasn't.

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ao3feed-irondadspiderson · 2 years

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#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

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paralianprince · 8 months

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[There's a letter!! A handwritten snail-mail letter!

Peter,

I really hope this isn't weird, but I looked up Sea|and and its history since we met, and it seems like today should be your birthday, if I understand correctly? Daudz laimes dzimšanas dienā! (That's Happy Birthday in my language! We say it much longer). I hope you have a wonderful birthday, and I can't wait to come over soon. Your friend, Raivis.

Inside is a little wooden fish he got from a local carver. Is - Is that enough? He knows they don't know each other well, so he doesn't want to do TOO much and freak him out or seem clingy, but he also doesn't want to seem dismissive. Hopefully, whatever the case, he can make it up to him on his visit.]

Snail-mails are rare, but Peter is diligent, so, it evens out, most of the time. With regards to stopping by his post office box to pick up any letters in an acceptably timely manner, we mean.

It surprises him, actually; ever since approximately two decades ago, he'd lost any desire whatsoever to make a fuss over himself every year for no reason. Aided partially by the fact that he's well used to getting to do whatever he likes, and if he wants to go do something fun, there's no point at all in waiting for a specific date to go do that. And everybody who knows him well enough to know his birthday, (as his reasoning goes, anyway), has hopefully gotten all this out of their system by now.

So, yeah, from his perspective, this sort of comes out of nowhere!

He's walking slowly along the rows of shops, with his head down, which is pretty stupid of him, reading the short letter over again for maybe the fourth time. He mutters under his breath the words he doesn't understand or know how to pronounce, wondering whether he's anywhere close to getting them right.

Obviously, he's nothing short of delighted at the carved wooden fish, (and plenty amused by people's continued insistence on his inherent nautical theming), as the newest addition to his perpetually-expanding collection of plushes, gunplas, figures (quality/elaborate), figures (tacky/cheap/charming), and miscellaneous CUTE ICKLE LIL LADS in small toy form. Peter decides on gut instinct alone that this bitty carved fish is definitely good luck, somehow. Mostly just because he wants it to be, which by itself counts for a lot.

By that evening he'd be home again. He sends Raivis a photo of the lil fish perched next to his laptop screen, with an accompanying message.

[SMS: Rai!!!!!!]: she made it here safe!!!!! thank you i adore her [SMS: Rai!!!!!!]: can i name her zivs or is that weird. orrrr if u had an idea before you sent her to me then please save me because i have been losign my mind for like an hour trying to make a decision

#cryingyetcourageous #RAI IS SO CUTE OMG. THAMK U #SORRY FOR RAMBLING LMAO im rustey

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lovecharged · 8 months

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starter for @stardxstmxses continued from here.

"i have no desire to take a break. why? you're not proud of all my hard work" cue the pout that forms against peter's mouth, though it doesn't last long -- a smirk quickly laying claim of his lips. he knew full well that aster was tired of him. that wasn't to say he would let up anytime soon, though. their attention was addicting, and something that he struggled to go without. peter's scoffing over that, moving closer to lessen the gap between them. "oh yeah? not even a little, ickle bit?"

#speaks: peter cooper.#feat: peter & aster.#stardxstmxses

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bowlingshirts · 3 years

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//Oh I've been thinking about him

#Ooc post #Will i post it in gc?#No #Everywhere else?#:flushed:#Its about the distance #ive just been thinking of my big boy #My ickle peter

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thoseofgreatambition · 4 years

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MASTERLIST: UPDATED

hi darlings! here’s my updated masterlist, i’ve been on here for about 3 years now, so this is 3 years of hard work just for y’all :) if you like it, or what i’ve written, please follow!

GEORGE WEASLEY

nightmare {george x reader}

itch {george x reader}

flu {george x reader}

just friends {george x reader}

thief {george weasley oneshot}

squish {platonic! george x reader}

handsome {george x ftm reader}

malkin { george x reader}

wonderland {george x reader}

newlyweds {george x reader}

couch {george x reader}

what he looks for {george hc}

sleep {george x reader, fred}

beach {platnoic! george x nb! reader}

pining {george x reader}

orange bitters {george x reader}

bed {george x reader}

view {george x reader}

fireworks {platonic! fred, george, reader}

period {george hc}

college {george hc}

pranksters {george hc}

statue {george hc}

grey {george x reader}

cold medicine {george, fred}

false {george x reader}

second {george x reader}

textbook {george x reader}

love poems {george x reader}

handsy {george x reader}

gifts {weasley family}

terrified {george x reader}

pillow talk {george x reader}

hot {george x oc}

lovely {george x oc}

fluent {george x oc}

hideaway {george x reader}

angel {george x reader}

someone {george x reader}

detention {george x reader}

absentminded {george x reader}

art {george x reader}

gold {weasley family}

spin the bottle hc’s {george x reader}

rule number 1 {george x reader}

pillow {george x reader}

spoiled rotten {george x reader}

teacher’s assistant {george x reader}

can’t do it {fred&george}

NEWTS {george x reader}

sub!george headcanons NSFW {george x reader}

wedding night NSFW {george x reader}

baby fever {george x reader}

cuddling headcanons {george x reader}

first times NSFW {george x reader}

MUTE {GEORGE X READER} – complete!

pt 1 | pt 2

MARRY ME {GEORGE X READER} – complete!

prologue | pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | epilogue| bonus chapter 1 | bonus chapter 2 | bonus chapter 3 | poem

FOR THE BIRDS {GEORGE X READER} HIATUS

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6 | pt 7 | bonus chapter 1 | bonus chapter 2 | bonus chapter 3

SMOKE AND ROSES {GEORGE X READER}

prologue | pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3

DUET {GEORGE X READER} Collab with @ickle-ronniekins

masterlist

DEAR GEORGE {GEORGE X OC}

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6 | bonus chapter

FRED WEASLEY

dress {fred x reader}

kiss {fred x reader}

tongue {fred x reader}

insecure {fred x reader}

hit and miss {fred x reader}

trust {fred x reader}

care of magical creatures {fred x reader}

what he looks for {fred hc}

qp {platonic! fred x reader}

tickle {fred x reader}

sleep {fred, george x reader}

spit {fred x reader}

fireworks {platonic! fred, george, reader}

period {fred hc}

college {fred hc}

pranksters {fred hc}

statue {fred hc}

foster parent {fred hc}

durmstrang {fred x reader}

cold medicine {george, fred}

snow day {fred x reader}

truth {fred x hermione}

forbidden forest {fred x hermione}

dare {fred x hermione}

tomorrow {fred x reader}

ferris wheel {fred x reader}

tongue tied {fred x reader}

gifts {weasley family}

headcanon {platonic!fred x vampire reader}

squash {platonic!fred x reader}

aro fred headcanon

jealous {fred x oc}

vampire {fred headcanons}

hands off {fred x reader}

ten months {fred x reader}

owlery {fred x reader}

bittersweet {fred x reader}

gold {weasley family}

unromantic {fred x reader}

ornithophobia {fred fic}

trust {fred x reader}

kisses hc’s {fred x reader}

lost and found {fred x reader}

can’t do it {fred&george}

GOOD POINTS {FRED X READER}

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3

DRACO MALFOY

sick {draco x reader}

easy road {draco x reader}

arrogant {draco x reader}

piano {draco x reader}

not yet {draco x reader}

teasing {draco x reader}

corrupted {draco x oc}

carmen {draco x reader}

birthday {draco x oc}

stop {draco x reader}

terrified {draco x reader}

NIGHTS LIKE THESE {DRACO X READER}

pt 1 | pt 2

HARRY POTTER

snapped {harry x reader}

heartless {harry x reader}

lost {harry x oc}

single mum {harry x reader}

REMUS LUPIN

scared {remus x reader}

hearing aids {remus x reader}

love her {remus x reader}

bambi {marauders drabble}

period {remus hc}

jealous {remus hc}

home visits {remus x oc}

major {remus hc}

love {remus x oc}

muse {remus x reader}

slow dance {remus x reader}

LYCANTHROPY BETA VERSION, ORIGINALS

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3

LYCANTHROPY {REMUS X READER}

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5

JAMES POTTER

period {james hc}

jealous {james hc}

major {james hc}

SIRIUS BLACK

period {sirius hc}

mine {sirius x reader}

jealous {sirius hc}

major {sirius hc}

king {sirius x oc}

bite me {sirius x oc}

serious {sirius x reader}

flirting hc’s {sirius x reader]

PETER PETTIGREW

period {peter hc}

jealous {peter hc}

major {peter hc}

REGULUS BLACK

jealous {regulus hc}

major {regulus hc}

meeting the family {regulus x oc}

bedhead {regulus x reader}

later {regulus x reader}

HERMIONE GRANGER

truth {hermione x fred}

forbidden forest { hermione x fred}

dare {fred x hermione}

college {ron x hermione}

GILDEROY LOCKHART

yule ball {gilderoy x reader}

misc. headcanons {gilderoy hc}

GINNY WEASLEY

new life {ginny x reader}

gifts {weasley family}

field {ginny x reader}

rubble {ginny x reader}

slytherin girlfriend hcs {ginny x reader}

gold {weasley family}

end game {ginny x reader}

marrying hc’s {ginny x reader}

ARTHUR WEASLEY

gifts {weasley family}

gold {weasley family}

MOLLY WEASLEY

gifts {weasley family}

gold {weasley family}

RON WEASLEY

gifts {weasley family}

gold {weasley family}

college {ron x hermione}

PERCY WEASLEY

gifts {weasley family}

gold {weasley family}

CHARLIE WEASLEY

gifts {weasley family}

gold {weasley family}

BILL WEASLEY

gifts {weasley family}

gold {weasley family}

forged {bill x reader}

future in-laws {bill x reader}

LUNA LOVEGOOD

cryptids {luna x reader}

OTHER

heal

guardian to be

#leeann talks #george weasley #george weasley oneshot #george weasley imagine #george weasley x reader #george weasley fanfiction #george weasley fanfic #fred weasley #fred weasley x reader #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #luna lovegood #charlie weasley #ginny weasley #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy

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awritingtree · 3 years

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Warm Up

Remus Lupin x reader

Summary: Remus’ girlfriend is always cold. As his traditional ways of warming her up fail to work, Y/N suggests a few other possible ways through which Remus could warm her up.

@vogueweasley‘s 1k writing challenge - winter prompt 14. ‘warming the other’s hands’ and fluff prompt 64. “Feel my hands! They’re so cold.” The prompts have been bolded :) Congratulations again! <3

Words: 927

Warnings: fluff

A/N: I really want a Remus to warm me up right now :/ Sorry it’s so short! Hope you enjoy it xx

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It was a cold winter morning, the world painted white with the sun barely peeking through the clouds. The trees were bare, the snow covering them blowing into the air due to the strong gusts of wind. It was a Hogsmeade weekend for the Hogwarts students, one that fell a week after and three weeks before a full moon. This meant that Remus Lupin could finally relax and enjoy his time with his best friends and girlfriend. Usually, the full moon had recently passed, and he was too hurt and weak from his injuries to admire the beauty of the quaint little town. Other times, the upcoming full moon would make him too agitated to appreciate the delightful comfort of spending time with the four people he trusted his life with. But the heavens looked down upon him that month and decided that this boy who had suffered day in and day out since he was merely five years old, deserved a break and Remus could not thank them enough for that.

Remus sighed as he looked around the town which looked straight out of a Christmas film this time in the winter. The snow-covered roads and roofs, lights strung up on all the streets, houses and shops, holly, mistletoe and lights ornamenting the inside of every building, and enchantingly decorated Christmas trees visible through the windows of every single shop. The smell of baked goods perfumed the cool air, the sounds of carollers wafted through the jolly atmosphere. It was truly a sight to behold.

Nothing could wipe the bright smile the young werewolf had woken up with that morning off his face. Remus shut his eyes, happy and content with his day for once, breathing in the delicious-scented air freezing up the inside of his nostrils. Currently, he was walking through the town with his girlfriend, Y/N Y/L/N, waiting for his friends to be done with their shopping at Zonko's Joke Shop.

“Feel my hands! They’re so cold,” exclaimed Y/N, pressing the back of her fingers against Remus’ cheeks.

“Oh, sweetheart,” said Remus, with a small smile, as his hands reached up to grab hers, enveloping her tiny hands between his large hands, “I don’t understand how you get so cold.”

He really didn’t. She was wearing two sweaters, a coat, a scarf, a woollen hat, gloves, warm pants, and boots.

Remus rubbed his hands against hers. He reached down to blow some hot air onto them, hoping to warm them up quickly. He did not want his girl feeling cold.

“It’s not working!” whined Y/N after a few seconds.

“Oh?” said Remus with a teasing smile.

“But I can think of another way to warm them,” she said slyly.

“And what’s that?” asked Remus, slightly raising his eyebrows.

Instead of replying, Y/N moved forward choosing to answer his question with actions. She used her hands to bring him down slightly and connected her lips to Remus’ chapped ones. His hands moved down her sides before wounding around her waist pulling her flush against him, their bodies moulding perfectly together as if they were made for each other; two pieces of a whole finally brought together. Remus suppressed a shiver as he felt Y/N’s cold hands slipping under the scarf around his neck, tracing the back of his neck and playing with the hem of the brown sweater he wore underneath. Remus groaned as Y/N slipped her tongue into his mouth. He tasted like chocolate, heavenly, as their tongues engaged in a dance. They pulled apart only once their chests started to burn with the lack of oxygen.

Resting his forehead against Y/N’s, Remus chuckled, “Now that’s one way of warming up.”

Y/N blushed and giggled under his gaze, her hands still playing with the sweater underneath his coat and scarf.

“Oi Moony! If you’re done snogging your girlfriend, can we please go and grab some Butterbeer?”

Remus playfully rolled his eyes at Sirius causing Y/N to let out a small giggle. He placed a small kiss on his girlfriend’s nose before pulling away.

“Piss off, Padfoot. We’re coming!”

Sirius laughed along with James and Peter before entering the Three Broomsticks.

Remus turned back to Y/N, extending his hand, “Shall we?”

Y/N answered by slipping her fingers in between the spaces of Remus’ and tugging him towards the direction of their friends. But Remus stopped her before they could go further. Y/N looked at him, her furrowed eyebrows asking the unspoken question, ‘What is it?’

“You know I love you, right?” Remus spoke softly.

“Of course, Remy. I love you too,” she replied, confused as to what was going on in her boyfriend’s mind, “Where is this coming from?”

Remus shook his head slightly facing the ground. He looked up at her, a warm loving smile on his face. “Nothing. Just wanted to make sure you knew.”

Y/N smiled back endearingly in response, “You never fail to me let me know, love. Everything you do every day tells me how much you love me. You don’t need to say it for me to know.”

Remus’ smile turned bashful at his girlfriend’s words, his heart swelling from the amount of love he felt for her; a love so pure and simple, it lit up the world around them.

“Come on now mister. We better go in or else Sirius will moan about it for the rest of the day.”

Remus laughed quietly, letting himself be directed into the Three Broomsticks by Y/N. He held onto her hand tighter, hoping he would never have to let go.

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joyseuphoria · 3 years

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She hated how much she liked him now

Thank you sooo much for the prompt!!!

The “him” in the prompts are replaced with “her” since this is a fem!jily fic!!! I had too many ideas for this fic...maybe I’ll write some of the rest in the future, but here you go!

You can read it here or on ao3

THE CURLY SQUAD

(Tuesday 16:00)

Sirius Black: moony and the rest of you pay up

Marlene Mckinnon: why should we pay u?

Remus Lupin: u still owe me 20 btw so i dont think i will

Sirius Black: ofc ppl like u wouldnt know smh

jamie finally asked lily on a date

Peter Pettigrew: Wait what

Marlene McKinnon: afsjtksjdggehej

when

how

tell me everything

Sirius Black: well little prongsie finally sucked up and asked ickle lilykins on date

voila

Marlene McKinnon: give me the details black

or i s2g ill kick u out of the group

Sirius Black: empty threats

if u really wanna know u can go ask em

(Marlene McKinnon has removed Sirius Black from the group chat)

Peter Pettigrew: Remind me to not ever cross paths with Marlene

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THE CURLY SQUAD

(Tuesday 17:00)

Jamie Potter: good riddance

thx marls

Marlene McKinnon: got u covered hon

now spill

Jamie Potter: i hv a date with lil on friday:)

Lily Evans: that she does;)

Marlene McKinnon: i demand details ppl

(Dorcas Meadows has removed Marlene McKinnon from the group chat)

Remus Lupin: wh did u do that for

Dorcas Meadowes: She was being too nosy

I didn't like it

Jamie Potter:.........thx??

Dorcas Meadowes: Welcome sweetie

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THE CURLY SQUAD

(Tuesday 17:34)

Mary Macdonald: wait what????!!!!!??!

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JILY LAMES TALK

(Wednesday 16:30)

Sirius Black: r v up for spying on them on fri?

Marlene Mckinnon: u kno it;)

Mary Macdonald: hell yeah

Peter Pettigrew: Yes! ofc

Remus Lupin: we should give them some privacy sirius

tho ik its a foreign concept to you

Dorcas Meadowes: Obviously

And of course I wanna spy on them

Remus Lupin: but still...yes

Sirius Black: ther is no privacy between frnds

YAAY

Marlene Mckinnon: so v meet up at 4 outside the bistro next to three broomsticks

Peter Pettigrew: Wait when’s their date and where?!??

Mary Macdonald: at 5 in 3 broomsticks pete cmon keep up

Remus Lupin: how did u know that?

Sirius Black: im her brother and both their best frnds its obvio that id be the first one to kno

Marlene Mckinnon: and im lilys best frnd too sirius

Dorcas Meadows: You spied on them didnt you?

Sirius Black: v hv all the rights to spy on them

Mary Macdonald: wait i thought that i was lilys best frnd

Dorcas Meadowes: I can confidently say that it’s neither of you

I’m her best friend

Sirius Black: prove it

Marlene Mckinnon: yeah!

Dorcas Meadowes: (sends an attachment)

Marlene Mckinnon: shit

Mary Macdonald: …...fair

___________

Private chat between Jamie Potter and Lily Evans

(Thursday 19:45)

Jamie Potter: cant wait for our date tomorrow

Lily Evans: ik u cant

Jamie Potter:

Lily Evans: <3

;)

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Private chat between Jamie Potter and Sirius Black

(Thursday 19:48)

Jamie Potter: sirius sirius sirius

lily just sent me a winky face emoticon!!!!

what do i do???!!!?!!!?!?!

(Message read at 19:49)

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Private chat between Jamie Potter and Lily Evans

(Thursday 19:51)

Jamie Potter: :D

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Private chat between Jamie Potter and Lily Evans

(Friday 16:30)

Jamie Potter: u ready?

Lily Evans: yes !

wher r u

Jamie Potter: cool

just reached ur door

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JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 16:30)

Sirius Black: where tf r u guys

its only me and marlene here

Mary Macdonald: just outta class

be there in 10

Remus Lupin: home

Peter Pettigrew: At the ice cream parlor for ice cream

Dorcas Meadows: Oh get me some too Pete?

Remus Lupin: me too pls pete

Mary Macdonald: oooh id like some too

mint chocolate chip for me pls

Peter Pettigrew: Sure thing! wh abt the rest of u??

Dorcas Meadowes : Strawberry! with a lot of strawberries as toppings!!!

Remus Lupin : devils choc ofc

Sirius Black : guys can v focus at the matter in hand??!!

also charcoal ice cream pls

just as black as my soul

Peter Pettigrew : ...k

U marls??

Marlene Mckinnon:..........vanilla. thx

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JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 16:45)

Sirius Black: where tf r u guys?!!??!?

theyll b here any sec

Remus Lupin: sirius everyone is here

except for u and marlene

where tf r u guys?!!???

Marlene McKinnon: we r at the spirit store

where tf r u guys????

Sirius Black: i told u guys to meet us here

Dorcas Meadowes: Wtf is a spirit store?

Sirius Black: a store that sees our spirit

Peter Pettigrew: Ur ice creams starting to melt!!!!!!

Mary MacDonald: oh the halloween costume shop?

why?

Sirius Black: to dress up ofc

Marlene Mckinnon: honesty guys?

lily and jamie will recognise us if v go like this

and v cant afford that!!!!

Remus Lupin: that is smart….

didnt expect it from u both

Sirius Black: fuck you remus

fuck you

Dorcas Meadowes: So what are our disguises??

Marlene McKinnon: dog ears and nose

a gily suit

a moon suit

rat whiskers and ears

a tree hat and glasses

and a big floppy hat and sunglasses for my beautiful girlfriend

Dorcas Meadowes: ………….

Peter Pettigrew: Dorcas and remus took ur ice cream btw

Something about it melting, u being stupid and u not being here

Sirius Black: remy how could u

Marlene McKinnon: ffs dorcas

i thought u loved me

Peter Pettigrew: Who’s wearing what costume?

Remus Lupin: also sirius

do u really think that we can pull it off?

itd be tooo obvious

Mary Macdonald: nd theyll realise that we r spying on them

Sirius Black: they couldnt even realise that they had a crush on each other until i intervened

do you think that theyll realise that its us???????

Remus Lupin: …...point

Sirius Black: so im wearing the dog ears and nose

marls gonna wear the gily suit

the moon hat and the silver suit is for u remus

Marlene Mckinnon: the rat whiskers r for peter

and the tree hat and sunglasses r for mary :)

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JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 16:55)

Sirius Black: ok now positions!

marlene mary and i r sitting in the booth behind the big fat hydrangea

nd remus peter nd dorcas r gonna sit 2 rows behind them in the corner table outside

Peter Pettigrew: How do u even know where the r gonna sit?????!!!!!???

Marlene Mckinnon: v bribed the receptionist obviously

Sirius Black: she will make sure that they sit second in the row between the hydrangeas and the window

Remus Lupin: how can v hear them if v r outside??

Marlene Mckinnon: oh hush remus

ever heard of privacy?

Remus Lupin: wtf do u think we r doing rn??!!?!??!?!!

Dorcas Meadowes: Making sure the date goes perfectly?

Sirius Black: thank u dorcas

Mary Macdonald: yeah!

exactly

Remus Lupin: …………

i give up

Peter Pettigrew: Just now?

Thought u gave up when Jamie successfully insulted Lily two yers back when in fact she was supposed to ask her out on a date :/

Sirius Black: that was a good laugh

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JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 17:04)

Peter Pettigrew: Ok they’re sitting rn

Dorcas Meadowes: Don’t they look cute together

Remus Lupin: do i hv to wear this silvery rocky suit?!??!

Sirius Black: yes

and yes they look perfect

our ship is finally sailing

Dorcas Meadowes: Is is is Jamie stuffing a breadstick in her nose

Peter Pettigrew: No I think she’s trying to look like a walrus

Remus Lupin: she does not need to embarrass herself more

Mary Macdonald: u really think this is anything compared to the time when she tripped over her cat and fell on lilys bday cake?

Sirius Black: lolol

the bruise she left him with lasted for two weeks

Dorcas Meadowes: I stg that woman has the best boxing skills

Marlene Mckinnon: dorcas!!!! not me????

im ur girlfriend!!!

Mary Macdonald: lolololol

she thought that jamie did it on purpose for years lol

Marlene McKinnon: and why tf is lily doing the same

i thought she had more sense than that

Remus Lupin: love can do that to you ya know

Sirius Black: u would know

Marlene McKinnon: ohhh look jamie snorted the breadstick out of her mouth!!

neat

Mary Macdonald: lily did it too

Mary Macdonald: i think she has enough sense to not offend lily

Remus Lupin: ya think?

u want me to remind u about all the times she offended lily?

Peter Pettigrew: Yeah so much that she hated Jamie

Sirius Black: nah she didnt

if anything lily hates how much she likes her now

Marlene Mckinnon: do u think theyll order soup?

Sirius Black: yeah ig

jamie wants it to be all fancy

Marlene McKinnon: pls dont order tomato soup

Mary Macdonald: it awfully looked a lot like the waiter said no tomato soup

Peter Pettigrew: Really? Lily hates tomatoes why would Jamie order em

Thought she wouldn’t today

At least

Sirius Black: thank hell jamie didnt order the tomato one

Dorcas Meadowes: Remember when Jamie made marinara for Lily to impress her lol

Remus Lupin: that plan backfired soo bad

Marlene Mckinnon at least lilys prank to get back at her was awesome

Sirius Black: that was such a power move!!!

and including taylor’s song

shehgeueytoaknd

Remus Lupin: tho she coloured her cat the so called emerald green and not key lime green and v had to listen to her go on and on abt how lily knows her fav colour

Mary Macdonald: jamie continued to think that it meant that she knew it for three months

Dorcas Meadowes: As if u didnt like it

Mary Macdonald: lol i did love it

Peter Pettigrew: They are bonkers

Dorcas Meadowes: Bonkers for each other

Sirius Black: lol

Dorcas Meadowes: Their soup’s here

Sirius Black: spinach soup???

ewww jamie

Peter Pettigrew: Ahh creamy mushroom soup for Lil ig

Awesome choice

Mary Macdonald: they really ought to try new things

smh

___________

JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 17:16)

Remus Lupin: wh did u guys order?

we ordered a lasagna

Marlene Mckinnon:?uhh same

ohhh look

Peter Pettigrew: The waiter’s back with pasta for both of them YAY

Do you guys think that they realised that we are spying on them??

Marlene Mckinnon: nah they’re hopeless Pete so no

Sirius Black: thank hell that they r cute

Remus Lupin: lol

Dorcas Meadowes: 3 yrs ago I wouldnt have thought that they would be here together on a date

Mary Macdonald: hell they woulnt have even been here as friends

Remus Lupin: or come here with us

Marlene Mckinnon: lily didnt even kno that she is bi then

Dorcas Meadowes: Yeah

It was quite a rough time for her

Peter Pettigrew: Guyssss

I have a question

Dorcas Meadowes: Shoot Pete

Peter Pettigrew: Why is the group name curly squad?

I mean only Dorcas’s hair is curly I only gathered that much

Dorcas Meadowes: Lol no Pete

Sirius Black: LOLOLOL

Marlene Mckinnon: lolll

Dorcas Meadowes Ohk so

None of us here are just straight so we’re curly lol

Sirius Black: lil nd i r bi

u r ace

dorcas nd mary r pans

remus is gay

jamie is lesbian

Marlene Mckinnon: i am bi too

u already knew that but still

Sirius Black: so yeah thats why

Peter Pettigrew: Oh wow

Thanks guys

Sirius Black: np pete

Peter Pettigrew: Jamie just leaned over to brush the remnants of pasta from lilys lips!!!!!!!!

Mary Macdonald: thats soo cute they r perfect

Sirius Black: nauseating more like

Dorcas Meadowes: I’m just revelling in the fact that she didnt brush him off

Marlene Mckinnon: thats second year of uni lily

even first fits in the category

Peter Pettigrew: and she held her hand!!!!!

Bold

Sirius Black: is that…...snep

Remus Lupin: snep?????

Dorcas Meadowes: Where

Sirius Black: behind u guys

Remus Lupin: OHHHH FUCK

Mary Macdonald: do u think that he knows abt their date

Sirius Black: well jamie did post it on her insta so…….

Dorcas Meadowes: Oh shit

Peter Pettigrew: Shit alright

Marlene Mckinnon: hes coming over ig

Mary Macdonald: yup hes in

Sirius Black: WHYYYYYY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME GOD

COULDNT YOU LET MY SHIP LIVE IN PEACE!!!!

Remus Lupin: well u know what they say abt cannons sinking a ship :/

Sirius Black: remus theodore lupin u dare say that jily lames is not cannon

Marlene Mckinnon: remus ralph lupin wtf

Dorcas Meadowes: Remy, how could you?

Peter Pettigrew: Why would you say that Remus?

Mary Macdonald: remus john lupin u take that back right this instant

oh we r playing call remus wrong names

sry I didnt realise

Remus Lupin: i am sry guys I ship jily as much as u do

Sirius Black: LAMES

Remus Lupin: but i had to lol

i think v should go stop him from disturbing them

Mary Macdonald: hes already headed their way

its too late

Marlene Mckinnon: i s2g i will punch snep today if he does anything to them

Sirius Black: ill tackle him

Marlene McKinnon: perfect

Mary Macdonald: v might blow our cover too

not that im worried abt that

tho they might not appreciate the sentiment

Sirius Black: v shld go

Dorcas Meadowes: I feel like they'll want to handle this themselves

But ok!

Mary Macdonald: ok he hates u and remus the most so dorcas and i should go first

Sirius Black: but im their best friend

Dorcas Meadowes: Too late they’re already talking

Sirius Black: NOOOOOO

Remus Lupin: ig he just mentioned siris name

Sirius Black: seems that way

if he says anything abt jamie or reg i will lose it

Dorcas Meadowes: I think he’s berating lily for being out with jamie….

Mary Macdonald: ofc what else does the greasy slime ball know

Sirius Black: ok im gonna go

Peter Pettigrew: How to grease your hair 101??

Sirius Black: lol yes

Marlene Mckinnon: is he

is he pointing over to us

Mary Macdonald:k they r looking at us

Peter Pettigrew: Did Lily just call ur name out, guys?

Dorcas Meadowes: Mary, make sure Marls and Sirius don’t do anything stupid

_________

“Sirius, no!” Remus shouted, as the boy in question marched over to Jamie’s and Lily’s table.

“Well, hello there snivellus. Looking positively greasy today aren’t we?” Sirius taunted.

“What are you doing here Black?” Snape sneered.

Sirius hummed before responding, “We just fancied a dinner here. What about you?”

“Looking for something to grease?” Marlene chimed.

“Marlene,” Lily warned.

“Thought I’d visit my friend Lily here. That’s all Black,” Snape answered.

“More like crash her date,” Dorcas muttered, as she joined the group around Lily and Jamie’s table with Remus, Mary, and Peter.

“I am not your friend Snape.” Lily stood up, accompanied by Jamie.

“Lily!” The greasy haired man faced her pleadingly, “I care about you a lot. That’s why I’m telling you to not date Potter! Thinking that you’re bi may well just be a phase that’ll go away, Lily. Moreover, she doesn’t really care about you! She just thinks that you are some sort of prize to be won.”

Jamie looked like she wanted to dislocate Snape’s jaw, her fists curled at her sides. But the warning glance Lily threw her, made her insides calm down

“You know nothing about me Snape,” Lily said, with gritted teeth. “Now go away before I dislocate your nose.” Sirius whistled in support.

“Lily, we’ve been best friends since we were ten. I know you, Lily. Please listen to me,”

“If you were my best friend you’d have supported me instead of behaving like an ignorant ass. Now please go away.”

“Lily, please.”

Barely a moment later, Lily’s fist connected with Snape’s nose. Blood leaked down his front, while the rest of the gang rushed to vocally support her.

“You’ll regret that Lily!” Snape glared threateningly.

Before long, Sirius had tackled Snape to the ground, and accidentally splattered the lasagna the waiter was bringing over to their table, on Snape’s head.

“I...“ Lily began.

“You can save your breath, Lils,” Sirius started, “he’s a harmless, entitled prick”

“Looks like you have a lot of grease to get rid of, Snep,” Marlene announced.

“And Snep, pro tip: the only shampoo that keeps the grease at bay is the Sleakeasy shampoo. You should try it out!” Jamie, ever so helpful, advised, and moved to position her hand behind Lily’s back.

“Sorry about that Sir, we’ll cover the charges for the ill-fated lasagna,” Sirius apologised to the waiter as he helped him up from the ground.

“Could you please get him out of this shop? He’s been troubling us, as you can see,” Dorcas asked, politely.

The waiter simply looked baffled. However, he nodded and successfully escorted Snape out of the restaurant.

“Now this is going to be quite the first date story to tell at the wedding.” Peter spoke up for the first time since they gathered at the table between the hydrangeas and the windows.

Jamie blushed and looked around, anywhere but at Lily, though her hand never left Lily’s back, while the redhead laughed at her.

“Well, since we’re all together, we can have dessert and you can continue spying on us while sitting at our table,” Lily said. “Nice ears you’ve got there, Sirius. Though I’d prefer Dorcas’s floppy hat.”

“Yeah! I personally love the whiskers, Pete. Seriously, Marlene? A gily suit? Inconspicuous much? And Remus, you have enough sense to stop them!” Jamie put on.

Remus just shrugged, his big crescent shaped moon hat toppling Mary’s tree hat downwards. “Sorry,” he said, bending to pick it up.

“Thanks,” she said, when he gave the hat to her, “why did we agree to wear these again?”

“So we would be incognito, Mary”

“And we were successful! These oblivious dorks didn’t even realise that it was us until old snivelly pointed it out,” Sirius stated.

“Also, we did have ice-cream before coming here, so you guys should continue, we’ll leave,” Dorcas said.

“Hey! We didn’t get to eat that ice-cream! You and Remus took it from us,” Marlene reprimanded.

“Yeah! So we’ll be staying here and you guys can shoo away,” Sirius included.

“Well in that case you can all leave and get yourselves ice cream while Lily and I can finally enjoy our date,” Jamie, now pushing Sirius, and shoo-ing the others to the doors, said.

“Say what you want Jamie, I am enjoying our date,” expressed Lily.

“You are?” Jamie turned around, completely forgetting the others in the room.

“Well, looks like they’re more nauseating and lame than before. Should we go?” Asked Marlene.

“Nah. Let’s just sit outside and spy on them through the window,” Sirius smirked.

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amorev0l0us · 4 years

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james: sirius, your little brother is my roommate

sirius: my little brother?

james: yes?

sirius: my ickle baby brother with fucking silver eyes instead of grey?

james: yes?

sirius: he is your roommate?

james: yes.

sirius: ...

*later on that day*

sirius to remus and peter: james shares a house with my little brother

remus: so?

peter: ohmygodtheywereroommates

sirius: exactly

#i have no idea #Jegulus #James Potter #Sirius Black #Remus Lupin #Wolfstar #Peter Pettigrew

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bucky-iss-bae · 4 years

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The Friend-zone (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

A/N: This is probably the worst thing I’ve written, I’ve lost my flow, I just ugh, I tried and I overwrote this all but I hope you don’t hate it. Sorry for how bad it is, I’ll be like me again, one day xoxo

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Fandom: MCU/Marvel

Prompts: “Are you drunk?” - “Not nearly enough.”“I think I may be slightly more drunk than I thought.” “You know I hear you talking, but I still don’t have my coffee.” “I know I kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?”

Warnings: Gals being drunk - Swearing - Full of grammar and spelling mistakes bc its 3am

Word count: 3000 ish (Sorry, it probs would’ve been better short)

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Working so closely with the Avengers meant being friends with the Avengers. It was a good job, you earned good money, even had your own space at the compound, and had the best mentors. It was great because you loved the company and became a part of their family. You worked hard, a direct contact for the avengers but behind a screen, you never went out in the field, only when you were stuck in a van with everything you needed for your job. It was weird considering how many people would’ve been better for the job, but having Tony as a close mentor, you knew his systems better than anyone did.

It was an intense job to have, especially when working with some very dangerous people, as well as very important people.

And although you were young compared to some, you were mature enough to take on everything that you did. But being young also meant being able to have fun at any formal events and parties that Tony threw, it meant being able to get drunk, let your hair down, and have fun. Which you took pride in doing so.

Two people you classed as some of your closest friends were Bucky Barnes, and Sam Wilson. You don’t know how you became closest to them both, Bucky, you had gotten to know over the last few years because you were someone outside of the violence. You bought him into the 21st century through friendship. But this man along with Sam Wilson were the two you got along with the most. Peter also held a special place in your heart, you and Peter almost had a sibling relationship, but other two constantly fight him with him like older, annoying brothers as well.

The one thing, out of everything that you’ve done to help the Avengers is how gradually, overtime, you caught feelings for none other than James Buchanan Barnes. You don’t know when, or how. You just remember joking around with him and Wilson, and the way Barnes was with you, it made your heart beat that little faster, and his jokes that little bit funnier. You were constantly surrounded by him. The only thing you were greatful for was the fact you have your own apartment in the city, one that you definitely use as an escape.

You had drink after drink at the current gala that Tony had thrown. You donated money, you done a lot of pleasantries, but no one really knows who you are, so you were almost free reigned to do whatever you liked without embarrassing yourself. But of course, that didn’t stop you.

“Are you drunk?” Sam asked standing beside you. He looked very sharp, wearing a suit that you helped him buy, a fresh trim, and a glass of champagne in hand.

“Not nearly enough” you groaned in response, you wanted to be drunk, you wanted to forget about the feelings you had for certain people, but that someone had to look amazing right now. They had to look like a freaking model that belonged on the cover of every fashion magazine out there, they looked like they should be the face of every cologne out there. Instead they were here, quietly socialising by Steves side, looking as good as ever. Your feelings for Bucky Barnes were just getting worse and worse. Sam knew this, Peter knew this and both Wanda and Natasha knew. No one else, and if anyone else did know, they definitely kept it to themselves.

“You know, as much as I find it amusing watching you stand her and yearn for a man who finds it difficult to keep his hair in place, I really think you should talk to him one day”

You gawked at Sam, “I’m sorry what? Talk to him? Yeah I talk to him everyday Wilson.”

“You know what I mean Y/N,” He said nudging your shoulder. “you need to talk about you know, your feelings for once. You’re all about communication, can’t you see the way he is”

You shook your head, “He’s not any certain way. He’s just Bucky, the way he always is, the way he is with us, with Steve, he’s different with each set of people depending on his comfort levels, that’s how everyone is. We don’t need to talk about feelings though, he doesnt know communication with feelings”

“No? I definitely think you should. And I also think you need another drink” A waitress was passing by you both, you swapped your glasses despite the dire need of something stronger.

“You know, I think I do want to get a little more drunk than I am. Because right now, I don’t even feel buzzed”

“You sure as hell look it, lean on my arm kid, we can get you wasted”

You grinned up at Sam, “Dance with me Wilson” You said dragging his hand across the floor, you felt eyes on you both as you danced together and Sam grabbing you more drinks.

After some time you had to go to the toilet, you stumbled your way there, Nat helping you half way until she got dragged into conversation which left you stumbling to the toilet yourself.

You looked at yourself, your hair still in place, lipstick had slightly come off, but it didn’t look smudged, so you reapplied this. You deemed yourself presentable before leaving the bathroom.

You left only to bump into Bucky who was stood there leaning aginst the wall, when your eyes met a small smile fell on his lips, all you could think is how beautiful he looked. Honestly, beautiful.

His hair was a bit loose, a few strands at the front of his face, his piercing blue eyes matched the blue on his bowtie, which had also come undone. His beard was neatly trimmed down, months ago you badgered him, on and on, talking about how much he suited a beard and how he shouldn’t shave. After a few weeks, a beard was nicely growing on his face, and since he’s kept it thick, but trimmed to perfection.

“Hey sweetheart” He murmured once he saw you,

“Bucky” You grinned loudly, trying to hug him, instead tripping over yourself and landing in his arms,

“Looks like I’m fallin’ for ya buck” You had a cheeky look on your face, but only saw an unreadable expression on his, it frustrated you that sometimes you thought you could read Bucky, but you knew deep down you couldn’t. You just wish he saw how you feel about him.

“Y/N” He smiled, “Looks like Sam gave you one too many drinks”

You grinned at that, “Uh huh, you should’ve joined us, instead you were being the mature adult you are”

“Yeah, Y/N?” He smiled down at you, “I mean you seem a little drunk there, sure if I were with you both, you’d only be a little tipsy”

You rolled your eyes and huffed, “Uh huh, an influence like you. Buck you ought to know that you, Mr. James Barnes, are a terrible, terrible, influence. But I’m only a little-ickle bit drunk”

“Uh huh, is that why you’re trippin’ over your own feet?” He had a small amused smirk plastered on that handsome face of his that you just love.

“Buck” He you said grabbing his face in your hands, “I already said, I was just fallin’ for ya, and you caught me like the handsome gent you are”

His breath caught in his throat slightly, as he looked at your face, you hadn’t realised the close proximity between the two of you, his eyes went down to your lips, and yours to his, you don’t know what overcome you, if he leaned forward, or if youre the one who initated it, but the two of you kissed.

It was soft and gentle, almost testing one another, and then again, until the two of you were properly kissing a drunken kiss. Your hands still holding his face in place, you could feel his hands wrapped around your waist, it took a moment for your brain to catch up, you were stood here, kissing Bucky Barnes. The man you were basically in love with. The man you classed as one of your best friends.

You pulled away abruptly, gasping as you did, “I’m so sorry Buck” You whispered before trying to find your way back inside.

You don’t know what happened, you kissed him, he kissed you, why did you do it? What if now he thinks you only kissed him because you’re drunk. What if he kissed you because he’s slightly drunk?

“Sammy” you called, “Sam” You grabbed his arm, “I need to go, help me get a taxi please”

“Y/N, I thought you were with Bucky” He said a worried look on your face, when he mentioned Bucky all you could think is the broken look on his face as you pulled away from him and out of his arms.

“Sam, please. And I just, I fucked it all up” You grumbled, a sad look on your face not knowing what you’ve potentially thrown away.

“What?” he asked pulling me aside and towards the enterence, “I fucked it up, we kissed, and I ran” you cried to him,

You didn’t have a chance to see the shock on Sams face, instead you heard Steve approaching you both,

“Hey, you two good?” He asked,

“Yeah, man, we’re good. Well, she’s a bit wasted. I’ll get her back to her apartment; can you go check on Bucky?”

“Yeah of course, make sure you get home safely Y/N” He said kissing your forehead before going to find his best friend that you kissed and ran from.

Waking up the following morning was a mission, the hangover nearly killing you off, you heard the TV on loud and couldn’t remember how you got home, who you were with. All that kept on replaying in your head was the kiss. The kiss that meant everything to you.

You grabbed your robe before brushing your teeth and them going out to see who was invading your space,

“Ahhh, the heartbreaker awakens” Sam announced loudly,

“Wilson. Don’t even start. I can’t talk to anyone hungover without coffee in my system, let alone someone bullying me” You grumbled,

“Awh, c’mon Y/N, you finally had your chance, and you ran. What is with that?”

“You know I hear you talking, but I still don’t have my coffee.”

He shook his head and went to pour you some, “So go on, what happened? You’ve been waiting for that chance for how long, and then you ran? Steve said Buck was really torn at the end of last night, couldn’t figure out what happened. Took me all of a second to know”

You just snatched the mug out of his hand, wondering why he’s in your apartment this early, and why he’s tormenting you with the events of last night.

“What happened is, I bitched out and ran. I had my opportunity, but was too drunk to appreciate it” You grumbled,

“That’s a shame, Good job I called him over here, I said you wanted to talk”

It took you a few sips of scalding hot coffee to understand what just left Sam Wilsons mouth. First, he invites himself to your apartment, your food, and your coffee. Then he invites the man you love, kissed and then ran from whilst drunk over. All while you look like garbage.

“You did what” You screeched, “Sam when is he getting here?”

“No idea... soon?” He shrugged not a care in the world,

“Wilson, this is important information, spit it out. Just because I’m not trained the way you are, does not mean I can’t cause damage”

“Woah chill Y/N, he’ll be here in about half an hour. I told him you’ll order lunch, and I’ll even leave before he gets here. Just be greatful that I’m such a good friend, I bought you home, slept in your guest bedroom, and made sure you didn’t die from alcohol poisoning”

“I wasn’t that bad” You whined, “But thank you, although I still don’t appreciate the bullying”

He grinned at you, “What else would I be good for huh? You’re like my kid sister, of course I’m going to bully you, now if I were you, I’d go look somewhat presentable, Bucky will be here soon”

You groaned at that, shocked that Sam done something like this to you, but then again, you put yourself in this position, and Sam is basically giving you a kick up the ass for it.

When Sam left, you finished your coffee before having a quick shower, you were disgustingly hungover and all you wanted to do was climb into your comfiest pyjamas and sit in front of the TV ignoring the world. On days where the other girls were free, no secret ops, no training, you had a little pamper day, you would even prefer that over the conversation that’s to come. You had no clue what he would say, what you would say, and weather you would be shoved right into the friendzone.

Between the time that Sam had left, and Bucky arrived, you managed to dry your hair, get changed into something somewhat presentable. You tidied your apartment as much as you could in the few minutes you had before he knocked on your door.

Your heart dropped to your stomach, too scared to face the man on the other side of the door.

You walked over to look through the peephole. From what you could see, he had on some jeans, a hoodie, layered with a leather jacket. He had a glove on his metal hand, and a cap covering his hair.

You took a deep breath before opened the door; his body froze up before he turned to see you stood there. Whenever he saw you it took his breath away. Last night when he saw you, all he could think is how he wished you were on his arm. How the two of you should’ve gone together and left together.

Whenever he saw you in the compound, seeing you first thing in the morning made his day that bit better, he wished you were the first thing he saw every morning of everyday.

Staring at your beautiful face now, it made his heart swell, despite his mind constantly going back to last night, he finally had you in his arms, he finally had you, for you to run. It scared him, he might’ve messed it all up forever. Standing here right now gave him hope, all he wanted to do was take you into his arms, apologise for yesterday, and start from scratch. But he didn’t know how or where to start.

“Bucky” You whispered,

He gave you half a smile while takng his hat off, “Hey”

“Hey, um come in. Sorry everything is a mess”

He shook his head and observed the tidy apartment, he had only been here a few times, never just the two of them. And nothing was a mess, it was perfect. He took off his leather jacket and glove, hanging the jacket up and leaving his glove on the side.

He didn’t know what to do with himself but opted to sit on the couch across from the television. Football highlights were on, but he knew for a fact you weren’t watching this.

“Did you want anything, tea or coffee?” You asked nervously,

“I’m good thank you Y/N” He murmured, “You wanted to talk? Although, I’m positive that Sam set this up”

You had a sheepish look on your face and nodded sitting beside him, “Buck, I need to apologise for last night. I had no right to invade your personal space the way I did, I had no right… no right to kiss you. I’m sorry for crossing boundaries, I feel awful for everything, I didn’t mean to run from you the way I did”

He stared at you, unable to read any expression on your face, he was deep in thought because for James Buchanan Barnes, he knew his feelings for you were strong, and right now he’s wondering if you regretted the kiss because of him or not.

“Why did you run?” He asked, he needed to know why you ran.

You scrunched your face up a few times, trying to think of the best way to answer him,

“Because… what if now, a stupid mistake I made, I kissed you, and our friendship is just… it’s not us? I ran because I was scared, I messed up, could’ve messed it all up because of one... stupid mistake”

“What if, I’m glad you made that stupid mistake?” He asked his blue eyes staring into your own, “What if it’s not ruined our friendship? Made it better even?”

You stared at him in shock, how is it that Sam Wilson, the man that bullies you, pushes you into this conversation,

“Made it better?” You asked him, is he being real right now?

“I’ve wanted something like last night for so long, but… I don’t feel like I know what love is. I don’t know how to be that man I once was when it comes to relationships. I panicked, but shit, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want that to happen”

“What?” You whispered, “You wanted to kiss me?”

“I’ll be real, I wanna do a whole lot more than just kiss you”

Your jaw hung slightly, and he just chuckled a little, a small nervous laugh.

His eyes were sqinted slightly, a slight look on relif on his face, “I know I kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?”

He didn’t even let you answer, instead this time he leaned forward and kissed you.

This kiss was so much different than your last, it wasn’t sloppy and drunk, it held the emotion and passion you didn’t realise you had between the two of you. It meant that you weren’t in the friendzone, instead getting drunk because of feelings was a good way to regret expressing your feelings for it to come back around and have the man you love sitting there kissing you.

You didnt think half an hour ago when you woke up that it would take all of five minutes to talk to Bucky to be sat here in his arms,

“Promise not to run this time” He murmered against your lips,

“I promise” You whispered back, a smile stretched across your face.

#Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff #Bucky Barnes Angst #Bucky Barnes Imagine #james buchanan barnes #james barnes #Bucky Imagine #the winter soldier x reader #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes one shot #Bucky One shot #MCU #marvel cinematic universe #Sam Wilson #Sam Wilson friendship

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broken bones to bemoan

Another oneshot, done for a forum exchange.

Fic: "broken bones to bemoan" [FFN] [AO3]

Pairings/Characters: Sirius Black & Remus Lupin (may be construed as possibly one-sided Wolfstar, so all right to tag as Wolfstar, thx!), Lily Evans–Potter/James Potter, & Peter Pettigrew, with a cameo from ickle Harry Potter

Rating: light T (for themes/topics discussed by characters)

Words: ~4,440

Additional info: gen fic, angst, AU fic, sequential, Marauder era, 3rd person POV

Summary: Sirius Black has lofty aspirations for him and his friends. The thing is, they're growing up and he can't keep up.

He could hear the clicking of the heels of her boots on the concrete as she approached. The clicking echoed off his four walls and the hall leading to his four walls. Then the clicking came to an abrupt stop with a scuff.

She cleared her throat, and tiredness leaked into her tone. "I swear, this is the last time."

He grinned from ear to ear. "Dearest Lily, you say that every time," he remarked, sitting up on the bench and swinging his legs around so his feet touched the ground.

Lily shook her head. "No, I mean it this time, Sirius."

Sirius stared at her—well, at as much of her as he could see between the bars of the cell. He raised his left hand. "Scout's honor."

She snorted. "Oaths are done with your right hand, genius."

He rolled his eyes and stood. "So?"

"So we'll be done shortly," Lily replied, motioning to the policeman to her right. He nodded and unlocked the cell so Sirius could leave. Lily turned on her heel without a word to him, but it was clear by how she didn't walk with Sirius that she really wasn't in a talking mood.

That didn't work for Sirius, though. He was always in a talkative mood. And, really, one would've thought Lily would've learned that by now, having known him for—good grief, ten years. Sirius almost felt old thinking about it.

Lily spoke again with the receptionist, and then she and Sirius exited the station. Again, she gave no indication that she wanted to go anywhere with Sirius.

"What, you don't even fancy a cuppa?" Sirius asked as he followed her up the street.

She narrowed her green eyes at him. "You were funny as a kid, Sirius. Really. Sometimes mean, but you could be funny. But now?" She shook her head again. "It's just not the same, Sirius."

"What, you don't like me anymore?"

Some of the tension left her shoulders. "It's not that, Sirius." She turned and faced him. "But come on. You're likeable, but…you're still such a kid."

"Then, by what you just said, I'm still funny."

Lily groaned. "No. Stop trying to trip me up. I'm telling you I'm done bailing you out."

"It wasn't my fault that the woman I flirted with last night was an off-duty officer."

"You're lucky she didn't break your fingers when you helpfully patted her front dry—on which you 'accidentally' spilled your drink."

He twisted his mouth around, trying to see things from Lily's point of view. But…he just couldn't.

She sighed and ran a hand through her red tresses. The sunlight of day caught on her ring and glinted in Sirius' eyes until it was too painful to look. "I'm just glad James wasn't there with you this time. Who knows what would've happened to him, being along with you?"

Sirius opened his mouth to protest. "Now, hold on a minute. I've never gotten James in trouble—"

"On purpose," she added.

He bit his lower lip and stared down at her. He hated that someone half a head shorter than him could make him feel so small.

Behind her, the driver honked, and Sirius finally took notice of the taxicab behind her, waiting. Lily turned and opened the door, halfway in before she glanced back at Sirius. "I do like you, Sirius. You're family. We wouldn't have made you Harry's godfather if we didn't believe that. But things have changed. James and I have a family. Everyone's maturing—except you. Just…be serious sometimes, will you?"

He wanted to crack the usual pun about his name, but the disappointment in her voice wounded him too much to say anything. He dropped his eyes to the ground.

"See you around, Sirius," the woman said, getting into the car and rolling down the window a fraction. "But it won't be in jail again." Then the cab sped off.

Sirius picked his head up after a minute, trying to remember where he was. Ah, right, in the middle of the pavement in late morning after another wild night of his. He caught his reflection in a shop's window and saw gray eyes staring back at him, but he didn't want to acknowledge that they were his. These gray eyes, the sorry expression, the slept-in clothes from last night…

…oh, who was he kidding? He wasn't ready to be serious yet.

(And, if he were being truthful with Lily, he'd confess that sometimes he wasn't ready to be Sirius ever.)

After sleeping off last night during the day and having a fresh shower at his flat, Sirius felt raring to go by the time the setting sun peeked in through his place's lone window.

He rang Peter to check that his old pal was in. "Well, I didn't exactly have plans, no…," the timid male supplied.

"Great!" Sirius said. "Since James is off being whipped by Lily, it's just you and me tonight, mate."

"But Lily said you were in jail last night."

"So?"

"So I don't want to be arrested," Peter whined.

"Oh, Pete, I won't let anything happen to you, promise."

Yet he could hear Peter's unease in his quiet on the other end of the line. "…fine," he finally caved.

Without so much as a parting, Sirius hung up and sped out of his home. He waited for a bus, transferred, and made it through an excruciatingly long twenty-minute drive to Peter's home. The poor bloke still hadn't managed to move out of his parents' house, but at least he was available. Besides, in the absence of better company, any Marauder—meaning Peter—was better than none at all.

Peter greeted him at the door dressed in sweats. Sirius immediately turned him around and marched him back upstairs to his room to change, and then the dark-haired man dragged him unceremoniously out for a night on the town. "I really don't want to paint the town red tonight, Sirius," Peter confessed.

"Aw, Peter, are you a cool gent or are you not?" Sirius slid a glance his way.

The effect was instantaneous. Peter, who had always longed to feel like a more permanent member of the quartet known as the Marauders—their little group of friends—was so easy to provoke and to motivate. Sirius and James had been fast friends, more like brothers. Sirius and…well, he wasn't around these days, so why waste the thought thinking of him? But Sirius and Peter—it was like a teacher and student learning the ways of the Awesome Life.

For Sirius, that meant making the rounds at the local pubs, cracking jokes with the blokes, flirting dangerously with the ladies, and sometimes slipping out without paying a tab if the bartender wasn't treating his customers right.

The hours flew by, but it wasn't even eleven before Peter gave up. "I…I'm sorry, Sirius, I just can't," the round man wheezed.

"Good grief, Pete, are you in your twenties or aren't you?"

But Peter didn't take the bait. "Sorry, mate… I'll make it up to you another night, promise. But my dad's got an interview set up for me at his firm tomorrow afternoon, and I've been studying the company and everything… It's not much of an opportunity for a rat like me, but even rats have got to make a living somehow, right?"

Sirius unzipped his leather jacket, trying to feel right in his skin while his uncool friend ditched him, the cool one. "Oh. Yeah… Right. Well, 'night then."

Peter smiled gently. "Goodnight, Sirius." They waited in silence until the last bus of the night came. They rode in silence until Peter got off.

"Hey, Pete."

"Yeah?"

"…good luck, mate."

"Thanks, Sirius." But the sentiment didn't quite reach Peter's eyes. Maybe he didn't believe Sirius' sincerity. Not that Sirius would have the chance to ask him, as Peter headed home.

Sirius settled into a seat in the back of the bus, suddenly deflated. Hmm. Peter didn't believe Sirius' sincerity…it made sense, especially considering Lily's words the other night. But that didn't mean that Sirius wanted to face reality just yet.

He mused about swinging by Bellatrix's. His cousin was off her rocker and maybe a bit of a danger to others as well as to herself, but she and her husband, Rodolphus, could be a laugh. Or maybe Cousin Narcissa would still be up and drinking some tea… She'd had her first son last year, anyway and still wasn't back on a regular sleep schedule yet… But, no, seeing either of them when he didn't get on with his own parents and consequently wasn't supposed to have anything to do with the family likely wasn't a good idea.

In the end, his decision was made for him when the stop closest to his flat arrived, and Sirius returned home, feeling as though Lily's words were beginning to win out….

"Can I say something?" James whispered when Lily was out of the room the following day.

Sirius had Harry tucked under one arm, and Harry was laughing, but the room was otherwise suited for a bit of conspiring. "Shoot."

James gave him a wide smile. "I would've loved to have collected you the other night. I don't think I've ever seen you alone in jail. At least, not without me there beside you."

The gray-eyed man groaned. "I don't know if I'm supposed to be happy about that, James…"

"No, honestly!" James laughed and took Harry, who sat on his father's knee and reached for both his father and his godfather at the same time. James let Harry play with his glasses. "Truly, a part of me wishes to be out there with you still. Do you remember, back in sixth form, when we ran into that bit of trouble with those policemen and had to give them fake identities?"

Sirius barked out a laugh. "My word! I'd forgotten! 'Elvendork.'" Sirius booped Harry on the nose. "You were almost named that, kiddo."

"No, but I miss times like those," James continued. His hazel eyes glittered. "There was something about our youth…"

"We're still young. Plenty could happen."

Yet that must've been the wrong thing to say. James' smile lessened by a fraction. It was just a fraction, but it was far too noticeable for Sirius, who had known James for what felt like nearly all his life. James' posture shifted, as well, and, for a moment, he seemed ten years older, and Harry seemed school-age already, and Sirius felt out of place. "Oh, Sirius…don't you want this?"

"Want Harry? Sure, I could use a pet."

His best mate gave him a dry look over the rims of his glasses. "I meant this life. Sometimes I wish I could join you, but…I don't think the trouble's worth it, not anymore."

The words stun. James had always been so reliable in the past…but the past was the past, and that was all Sirius' friends seemed to remind him about these days. Everyone else was moving on. Everyone else was making plans. Everyone else had already made plans.

And none of those plans seemed to involve Sirius the way he was now.

Lily came back to the living room then, her face lighting up upon seeing Harry's smile. "How's my little one?" she cooed, scooping him up from his father, though James was a bit jealous at having him stolen. Lily looked at Sirius. "Say, do you want to babysit later this week? My parents are busy, and James' are out of town."

Sirius forced a smile, ready to agree…but something told him not to this time. "Ah, no…sorry. Can't. Maybe Frank and Alice could take him?"

Lily considered it. "Good point. Maybe Harry would like to see Neville, too…"

That changed the subject, and everything turned to families and diapers and talk of more children, and Sirius desperately wanted to run away. Did no one else think the way Sirius did anymore?

…well, there might be him.

But did Sirius dare go there?

Two days later, Sirius rang Lily, knowing she'd be the one with the info.

She was surprised, to say the least. "Remus…? Well, last I knew, he was still at university… But none of us have seen him since sixth form. I wish he'd said something, but he doesn't hate us, that's for sure, otherwise he wouldn't have given me the dorm number."

That was exactly what Sirius wanted. Yet, once Lily told him the number, he hadn't been so sure about calling Remus.

Remus Lupin. The last of the Marauders. The goody-two-shoes. The pushover. The bookworm. The girly-boy. …the lost cause, perhaps, since they hadn't seen him for years.

Instead, Sirius scrounged up the money and took the train to Remus' school. The idea of a real visit felt a lot better than a phone call, anyway, and Sirius concluded that a change of scenery was all he needed.

Remus' campus was small, rather like their old secondary school. It was cozy, though, with nice courtyards and stately-looking buildings. Sirius picked out the library with ease, but that was only because he recalled Remus' love of books. …funny, how, even years later, one couldn't forget the details of other loved ones…

No one paid Sirius any attention, which made perfect sense. It was a Thursday, and classes were in session while others milled about. Sirius headed for the library, figuring it as good a place as any to start his search for Remus. Besides, it would give him time to think of an excuse for if he saw the bookish man. He could always call it an impromptu Marauder reunion…but would that really work, with just Sirius coming?

The library turned out to be dull as hell, and Sirius found a comfy enough carrel to nap in for a short bit. Once he woke up, he searched the aisles for Remus. He could picture Remus as though it were yesterday: Remus, in the back, his small frame hunched over some six-hundred-page book.

But Sirius couldn't find that small frame now.

Sirius headed for the main courtyard and searched the faces without really meaning to, but still he couldn't find Remus. No soft brown hair and puppy-brown eyes… No faces scarred from a run-in with a feral neighborhood cat at the age of four… No Remus.

He grimaced. He had to know that the one thing he was serious about wasn't going to happen. Seeing Remus when he wanted to wasn't in his cards.

Sirius turned on his heel and made for the campus exit. Off to his left, a group of friends passed, most of them carrying coffees and talking loudly about some medical things. But a voice rang out:

"Sirius?"

Even calling after him, Remus' voice was as soft as ever. Sirius turned as if he'd been yanked on the arm, and Remus stood facing him from about a yard away. Remus' friends looked between the two of them but made nothing of it and went on without Remus.

"It's you, isn't it, Sirius?" Remus asked.

Cripes, his eyes were bigger than Sirius remembered. And his hair was nicely kempt, like a girl's, though Sirius thought he saw a few grays here and there. And Remus was thinner than ever—he'd always been thin, but his clothes definitely hung on him now. Yet a healthy flush graced his cheeks when Sirius nodded.

Remus took a few steps toward him. "My word… I can't believe…" He was genuinely happy to see Sirius—the first person in a long time to be so. His eyes grew wet, and he laughed. "Sirius! How are you?"

Sirius frowned. What to say? He'd come all this way and had thought of nothing…oh, not quite. "Um…I'm good. I—I'm here for a Marauder reunion!" He puffed up his chest, trying to summon confidence. "It's been a while, after all."

Remus cocked one eyebrow, amused. "Then where are James and Peter?"

Oops. He'd been found out. "…all right, so maybe not…"

"Hey, it's been too long. Do you want to grab a bite?"

Sirius glanced around him. "What about your friends?"

"We were just heading to lunch anyway, and I'll see them in class later. Come on, my treat."

Normally that was all Sirius would have to hear to accept. But Remus was different. Sirius didn't need to be bribed with food if Remus were there. "All right, then. Your treat."

Remus led him to the dining commons located on the campus but set off to the side of the academic buildings. Remus asked what Sirius would like, but Sirius let him choose for him. He also let Remus pick their seats, but he settled in nicely across the table from Remus. He hadn't realized it would feel so good to sit and eat with Remus again, like this. Seeing Remus' face, watching the familiar gestures, hearing the inflections in his speech… A feeling bubbled up in Sirius which he could only describe as homesickness, though he wasn't sure why.

"You seem to be doing well here," Sirius said at last.

Remus smiled around a mouthful of food. "As well as one can, I suppose. Though it's been tough at times." He nudged his texts with his elbow. "Mostly the studying. It's unreal."

"…I wouldn't know."

Remus didn't frown or belittle him for not continuing his education. "That's fine. We all knew I was looking for this sort of life. It's all dry hands and paper cuts for me," he quipped with a chuckle.

Involuntarily, Sirius' eyes went to Remus' hands. They did look dry and a bit damaged, and they seemed brittle as well as thin. Frankly, it made Sirius wonder if something were wrong with Remus. He looked sickly.

"What about you?"

"Me? Hmm… Well, Lily's trying to be my mother since my real mother gave up on me…" He filled Remus in on just his latest shenanigans.

"I feel for Lily," Remus teased him.

"Hey!" But Sirius knew Remus was all play. He relaxed as he chatted with the brunet. "You know, it's been nice enough, spending some time with them. If you recall, when I left home, things were mad."

Remus frowned. "But you had to. Your parents… I never understood why you wouldn't let us get the authorities involved, Sirius. That abuse—"

"It's fine," Sirius interrupted. "It…it's fine."

Silence settled between them, and they finished their meals quietly. Remus cleaned up for them, though he nicked his finger on his knife. "Oh, bloody hell!"

Sirius reached for his hand with his napkin. "Here, let me—"

"No, don't!"

Sirius flinched. Remus stared at him, horrified and holding his injured hand well out of Sirius' reach. It was such a shock. Sirius and James had always been the most touchy-feely of all of them, but Sirius had been the only one to be touchy-feely with Remus, and he'd drawn him out of his shell when they'd been boys. Frankly, with how the day had transpired so far, Sirius hadn't thought at all that Remus would react to him like that.

"I'm sorry, it's not you, I'm sorry," the brunet bumbled. He hastily took the napkin from Sirius and dabbed the blood. He then stuffed the napkin into his pocket and dug around in his school bag for a bandage, and he covered the cut with a happy sigh. "There. I'm fine now."

Still, that had been some reaction. "…if you want me to go…"

"No!" Now Remus looked desperate where he hadn't a moment ago. "No, please…please stay." His eyes softened, and Sirius believed him.

"We can't stay in here all day, though, can we?"

Remus shook his head. "I… I have an idea, though. A nice place."

So Sirius followed him.

Remus swung by his dorm room first and dropped off his things. Sirius peeked into the room, curious and happy to find Remus was by himself. He and the others had shared a dorm with Remus as youngsters, and he felt that no one else should get to experience dorm life with their Remus Lupin.

The two men then headed off campus and took a local trolley partly across town. Sirius wondered where they were going, but he enjoyed the green scenery nevertheless. Plus, Remus looked happy to get the fresh air.

They arrived at a little park with a man-made lake set two-thirds of the way in. Benches dotted the perimeter of the lake, but Remus ushered Sirius to one towards the middle.

"It's the one with the best view," the bookworm explained.

"Why's that?" Sirius asked.

"When the sun sets, everything's set ablaze. It's truly beautiful." Remus faced Sirius with a heart-melting smile, and something in Sirius twinged.

Ah. Maybe Remus had something to do with that hole Sirius was always trying to fill inside himself…. But he didn't want to think about that, not right now, not when they'd reconnected so easily after years apart.

They sat watching their surroundings for a good hour, commenting on things here and there and laughing at the ridiculous ducks in the water. But, as all good things do, the ease of being together ended. "Sirius," Remus began, "what happened after school?"

Sirius frowned and sighed. What happened? What happened? Remus would've known if he hadn't left so quickly after graduation. "…Regulus," he mumbled.

"Hmm?"

Sirius cleared his throat. "Regulus," he repeated. "He died."

Remus looked mortified at having asked. "I—I'm so sorry. I—"

The dark-haired man shook his head. "No. It's not your fault. I'm to blame. I didn't get him out of that house. That abuse that I didn't let you lot stop, that I ran away from—I left him there, promising to come back. But he couldn't escape it. And, when he tried…well, the gang he got involved with as a means of escape killed him."

Remus frowned. "Sirius, that's not your fault. A gang? I mean, I'll confess I'm stunned to hear that, but…that was his decision."

"And coming for him at a later time was mine, so don't try to correct me otherwise, Remus." He only glanced at Remus; he couldn't lock eyes with such a pure-hearted gaze right now. "I told you what Lily said, and I knew my answer. I can't be serious. I can't grow up since I can't accept what happened. I can't accept that reality."

The brunet pursed his lips, and they fell silent once more. Remus edged a little closer, though, and bumped his thigh against Sirius'. "…if anyone knows about running away from reality, I do."

"Yeah?"

"Sirius, the reason why I left…" Remus closed his eyes and leaned forward, so his head was bent down and his face was out of view. "Sirius, I have AIDS."

The words were unreal. Not that one didn't hear them at all these days—nations worldwide were starting to panic about the growing "epidemic"—but to hear such a thing from Remus' mouth? What did it mean? How had Remus gotten it? Was he gay? Was he a druggie? Was he, was he, was he—all the other reasons why escaped Sirius as the news stories on the telly flooded his brain all at once.

Remus kept his face hidden. "I didn't tell you lot when I was little because I could manage it. There were trial medications and stuff…"

"You've had it that long?"

"Well, no, I was just HIV-positive then… My father had it, and my parents didn't know until after I'd been born, and—oh, it's all a ruddy mess. But it was easier to keep under wraps when I was younger. Growing older and then getting full-blown AIDS…" He shook his head. "I didn't want my best friends to see me die. And I don't want you to have it, either. Sorry about my outburst at lunch."

Well, at least one thing made sense now. Sirius whistled lowly. "Oh."

"Yeah. 'Oh.'" Remus sighed and picked up his head, but his eyes were glassy. "It's fine if you truly don't want to have anything more to do with me, Sirius. Really. We can pretend you never visited. Lily will eventually forget you asked for my number. You lot can forget me."

"…but you'll…die alone."

Remus chewed on his lower lip. "Probably. That's how it goes these days."

For the final time that day, silence visited them and let them think. Sirius thought about the varying opinions he'd heard within a single week. He dwelled upon Regulus' death, and he saw visions and flashes in his mind's eye of the abuse he and his brother had been dealt by their parents' hands.

But he turned and eyed Remus' profile. He also saw how frail his friend looked, though he could see that spark of life burning defiantly in the glint of his eyes and the clench of his jaw. Remus knew reality all too well, but now Sirius understood that he had been facing it, as well, all this time. The goofing off and playing around was what had been the act.

Sirius swallowed his childishness and reached for Remus' hand, gripping it even when Remus tried to pull away. "Don't be like that, Remus," he scolded him at last. "Don't bother with this school rubbish. Come back with me and be with us, the Marauders and Lily, Frank and Alice, Harry, Neville, the Weasleys, the McKinnons—your family. Whatever it is, we're alive, Rem, but we're not together." He paused, thinking about Remus' casual mention of death. But that wasn't what scared Sirius. "We're not together," he repeated, "and I can't imagine a worse fate for us."

Remus met his eyes and stared back, at a loss for words. He was weak and vulnerable all at once. Sirius began to lean in, but, when Remus jerked as if to block any sort of kiss, Sirius hugged him instead and didn't let him go.

Conversation died for the day, and they headed back to the university. Sirius walked Remus back to his dorm, and Remus unlocked the door and went inside. Sirius was fairly certain they weren't even going to say goodbye to each other for what Sirius supposed would in fact be the last time.

However, a miracle happened that day. Remus went inside, looked around his room, grabbed a few items, and stuffed them in his bag. Then he returned outside with Sirius, not even bothering to lock the door behind him.

Remus Lupin had been convinced to live again, and Sirius Black had finally grown up. And the Marauders would be together again…one last time.

Whelp… ._. Never written this kind of thing before, nor addressed such a subject, but I've always thought it an interesting thing, JKR relating the lycanthropy in the books to AIDS, so I decided to employ that here for the nonmagical AU. I sort of want to do one more story in this universe…I dunno. I just love Sirius and Remus (ship and charries). Hope you liked this, Cassidy! It's very unusual for me!

Thanks for reading, and feel free to leave an anon/unsigned review via the FFN link or comment via the AO3 link at the top of the post, especially if you enjoyed this!

~mew

2017 note: Ah, yes. Cue the tissues. ;w; This 2014 fic deffo is one of a kind. That said, I did go on to write "Where Logic Cannot Intervene" a few months later, in 2015, but that has less to do with the Marauders specifically even tho the oneshots are set in the same universe. My heart aches, tho, a little for the perhaps one-sided Remmius here but mostly for the tragedy of the AU. I'm glad to have revisited this, tho, bc there was a lot of passive voice in it…and I changed some Americanisms to Britishisms. ._.

#hp #harry potter #sirius black #remus lupin #no ships #<5000 #gen fic #angst #au fic #sequential #rated: PG13 #marauder era #3rd POV

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