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not-rab · 15 hours
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part one of Music and Memories, a Marauders band AU
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part two
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fircbolts · 1 month
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remus lupin 🎸🫶🏼✨
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myrows · 6 months
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James is not paid enough for this
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moonstainn · 12 days
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Lady stardust
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heartshiii · 15 days
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✨️ James Fucking Potter ✨️
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Here's the Part 1 & Part 3 and I've posted it on my Insta as well 🤭❤️
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batman-soup · 25 days
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I just want a marauders band au where they are a very non- mainstream whatever genre band and regulus is a solo world famous main stream Taylor swift coded artist with an absolute huge fan base does this make sense like they are on complete opposite sides of the music industry. Bonus if kind of like Taylor swift regulus finally escapes from his parents and they own all his old music and sell it forcing him to re-record all his old albums
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messrmagpie · 1 year
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Band AU wolfstar (again) ft angry bassist Remus n slutty singer Sirius
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justhyperfixations · 10 months
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This took hours but anyway, here's wolfstar
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bealovesmarauders · 1 year
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🪷 beach flower
drummer!sirius with a grumpy sirius x sunshine reader would be so cute! like the dynamic would just be 🥺
style // sirius black
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sirius black x fem! reader, fluff, pre-established relationship
wc: 400 (drabble, for my 100 followers celly)
we never go out of style
a/n: this is my first time writing for sirius so i hope its okay LMAO i kinda hate it and its totally shit but oh well. ty for requesting ily sage<33
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as per usual, the concert is amazing. you wouldn't expect anything less from the marauders- they're one of the biggest bands in the world, after all. and oh, how lucky you are to be a rockstar girlfriend- even if your boyfriend, the infamous drummer sirius black, can be a tad on the grumpy side sometimes.
he's sweaty after the show, his long, dark hair slicked back with beads of perspiration. his white t-shirt is tight, the muscle tank showing off his intricate tattoos. the spotlight is cast upon him for so long onstage, it's no wonder he's hot, tired, and a little grumpy. but you can't help being enthusiastic backstage, showering him in praise.
"you were so good, pads," you say to him, perched on one of the amps backstage, stretching your arms out in a hug. sirius thinks you maybe shouldn't be sitting on there, but who is he to reprimand you on rules, of all things? he sighs, leaning into a hug, smelling the sweetness of your perfume, vanilla and sandalwood, mixing with the scent of his leather jacket draped over your shoulders. your smile is intoxicating. all of the fans wonder how on earth bad boy sirius pulled a good girl like you.
you press kisses all over sirius's face, smudging his eyeliner in the process. he doesn't care. when he pulls away, it's to pull his drumsticks out of his back pocket- he really should be putting them away, but sirius can't help wanting to show off. his nimble fingers deftly twirl the drumsticks, flipping them in the air, attempting a stupid trick that somehow he manages to pull off. you gasp in mock delight, but a hint of genuine joy shines through. you would never admit it, but you love his drumstick gimmicks.
"oy! pads!" james catcalls, grinning at the two of you. "have you signed her forehead yet? she's your biggest fan, eh?"
you laugh, and without missing a beat, sirius whips out a sharpie from the back pocket of his ripped jeans. you're laughing- "no, no, not my forehead-" and he settles for the back of your hand, scrawling his name across your soft skin and adding a little heart beside his signature star. "for my pretty girl," sirius says, a smile spreading across his features. you can't help blushing. your rockstar boyfriend will never go out of style.
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fyloune-taylorsversion · 11 months
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BAND AU
(Song is dress by Taylor swift)
S: say my name and everything just stops
R: Sirius.
AAAAAAJDJFBD
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sp1rit-realm · 11 months
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⋆°✩ LIPGLOSS ✩°⋆
⋆°✩ request ��°⋆
⋆°✩ summary ✩°⋆ remus likes your lipgloss
⋆°✩ notes ✩° ⋆ 𖦹 rockstar!remus lupin 𖦹 remus being a doof 𖦹 reader on their flip phone
⋆°✩ word count ✩° ⋆ 𖦹 403
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Remus seems to be inspecting his lips—they look dry, he decides. Then, he looks at you. You're on your flip phone, playing snake. You're chewing bubblegum.
Sirius jumps as you put the bubble between your teeth, making a loud: 'Pop!'
Your lips are shiny. They glitter nicely under the light. He'd even go as far as to say they're glossy. So very glossy. 
"What're you starin' at, cowboy?" You ask.
He stands up, making his way to you. "Can I have your lipgloss?" He ignores your question.
"What do you want it for?" But you still pull the tube out of your pocket and hand it to him.
"I wanted some," He squints, eyes focusing on your lips, "And I wanted to give you some 'cos your lips look a little dull." He opens the gloss and brings its applicator to your lips. He's applied too much, and your lips are glossed shut. Using all your might to pull apart your sticky lips, you go to scold him, "You've put on too much, Remus." It comes out as more of a whine.
"I told you, I want some, too."
"I don't understand what you mean," You put your hands on your hips. 
And then he's leaning in, looking at you with lustful eyes, "I want some," He repeats, dangerously close to your lips.
Only then do you understand what he means, now waiting for him to kiss you. And he does. It's messy, and you're getting gloss all around his mouth—not the best application, you think before he grabs your hips, moving you closer. "Is this cotton candy flavoured?" He mumbles against your lips. "Yes," You mumble back. He goes back to kissing you, and you can feel him smiling.
"Oh my God," James groans, "Can you hurry up, Moony? We've a whole crowd we're supposed to be playing for. Or did your girlfriend's stupid cotton candy lipgloss make you forget?"
"Lipgloss," He's still kissing you, "Made me forget," His words come out smushed and distorted. James smacks him upside the head.
Remus runs out on stage, the crowd cheers, and he grabs the microphone, saying, "Sorry for running late. I was busy putting on lipgloss. Do you all like it?" The cameras close up on his face, displaying his lips on the jumbotron. The crowd cheers again. "It's my girlfriend's." He smirks, happy knowing only three other people knew what he meant. 
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thank you for reading, lovelies <3
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wzrd-wheezes · 6 months
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Moony's Song - Songwriter!Remus x Reader
AN - I have never spent so long writing a fic as I have this one. It's by far one of my favourite things that I have ever created and I hope that you guys like it as much as I do. This is a repost as I originally posted this fic a few weeks ago but it wasn't showing up in any of the tags so hopefully this time it works haha.
A really big thank you to @thepunisherfrankcastle for this incredible idea - i truly loved writing it.
Songwriter!Remus x Reader - Fluff
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Remus was slouched over on the sofa in the grotty basement of the house that he shared with his best friends. His elbows were resting on his knees as he peered down at the pad of paper that was clutched between his fingers. The page was covered in Sirius’s messy scrawl and the corner of Remus’s mouths tugged upwards as he read. 
“’As black as a raven’s wing?’” Remus read, trying to supress a laugh, “I think you should maybe leave the songwriting to me, Pads.” Sirius rolled his eyes in response, walking over to Remus and snatching the paper from his hands. 
“Let’s see what you’ve written, then.” He jokingly demanded, cocking a brow at him. 
Remus reached down into the rucksack that lay by his feet. He fished around inside and pulled out a leatherbound notebook. The cover was battered, the corners were bent and he thumbed through it trying to find the most recent page. He handed it to Sirius and stared down at his hands as the other boy read the lyrics he’d written. His fingers were speckled with ink, the result of a whirlwind of thoughts that had taken over his brain. 
“I don’t know why you don’t just join the band.” Sirius sighed, flopping down next to him on the sofa. He had handed the notebook to James who was now reading over it, idly twizzling a drumstick between his fingers as he did so.  
“Because,” he started “I’m not musical like you two are.”  
“Oh, come on, Moony. We both know you play the guitar better than Sirius.” James laughed. 
“Yeah, well, that’s not hard, is it?” Remus grinned cheekily. Sirius swatted him on the back of the head.  
“I’m being serious.” Sirius, who had never been serious a day in his life, said. Remus just rolled his eyes at him.  
“It’s just not for me. Y’know, getting on stage in front of loads of people, being in the spotlight.” Remus grimaced. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put one in his mouth. 
“S’ a great way to meet girls though.” Sirius winked at him, reaching into his own pocket to take out a lighter and lighting the Remus’s cigarette for him. 
“And the parties are pretty good.” James added. 
“I don’t care about girls and the parties. I just like writing the music,” he shrugged, leaning back on the sofa, his head resting against the back of it as he stared up at the ceiling. 
James, who was sat at his drumkit opposite them, shot a mischievous look at Sirius, who grinned back at him. 
“The girls and the parties are the best part about being in a band!” Sirius pressed, taking the cigarette from between Remus’s lips and putting it between his own.  
“You’re vile, you know that, right?” Remus smacked him on the back of the head, just like Sirius did to him earlier. Sirius barked out a laugh, unbothered. 
“C’mon, mate, just one party.” James suggested, “I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. It’ll do you good to get out of your comfort zone.” 
Y/N laid across the sofa in the flat that she shared with her best friend. She had her legs curled up and her body leaning against the plush arm as her eyes fluttered shut. Her headphones sat snugly over her ears, the music she was playing humming softly. She would often sit like this, just absorbing the music, really appreciating every lyric as it washed over her.  
She was distracted from her listening when her best friend burst through the door. Lily was stood in front of her, ginger hair cascading across her shoulders and her eyes shining wildly. 
“Woah. Have you just won the lottery or something?” Y/N asked, removing her headphones and resting them around her neck, “What’s got you all excited?” 
“It’s pretty much just as good as.” she grinned, taking a seat next to her on the sofa. She tucked her knees up and rested her chin on them as she spoke, “I think I’ve just got us invited to the party of the century.” 
“What are you talking about, Lils?” 
“So, you know that guy I work with that has a friend that’s in a band?” Lily explained, “Well, they’re having a big party tomorrow night and he asked if me and you wanted to come.” 
“No way!” Y/N said, “That’s so cool!”  
“Babe. There’s more...” Lily paused for dramatic effect, “the band is The Marauders.” 
Y/N’s jaw dropped and her eyes widened, she sat up a bit straighter. The Marauders were a band that the two had listened to for a while now, after stumbling across one of their singles as they browsed a record shop one day. 
“You’re joking. You have a friend who knows the Marauders and you’ve only just found out?” 
Lily nodded quickly, her lips pulled into a huge smile. 
“So, we’re going then, yeah?” 
Lily glanced down at the piece of paper that her coworker had scribbled the address of the party on as she looked out the window of the taxi. The night was cool and the girls wrapped their jackets a bit tighter around themselves as they got out of the car. The house that they had arrived at was already bustling with people, the party well underway as Lily had insisted that they turned up fashionably late. People were spilling out onto the street and sprawling across the front lawn that was littered with empty cans and bottles.  
As the pair wandered inside, music pumped from large speakers and the air was tinged with cigarette smoke. Lily grabbed on to the hand of her best friend and guided her through the house into the kitchen.  
“There must be something to drink in here,” she muttered as her eyes roamed over the room.  
“Lil, we can’t just come to a party and drink other people's beer!” Y/N laughed. Lily just giggled and rolled her eyes, turning her attention to the fridge. She swung the door open and rummaged around for a moment before spinning back around holding two beers victoriously in her hands.  
“Just help yourself to those, it’s fine!” a voice spoke out from behind them. 
Both girls' heads snapped round, caught red handed, beer bottles halfway to their lips. The voice belonged to a man who was stood with arms folded across his chest and a cigarette dangling from his lips. His dark hair just brushed his shoulders, falling down in messy waves and his glinted as he put to fingers up to his lips to remove his cigarette.  
“You’re-” Y/N stood there in shock as she registered who the man was. 
“Yep.” he said, cutting her off “And those are my beers you’re drinking.”  
“Oh, come on-” Lily tried to argue with him but she was cut off when another man entered the room and interjected. 
“Stop being a dick, Sirius.” the man walked in and nudged Sirius playfully as he walked past, “Help yourself to what you want, girls.” 
He leaned back against the kitchen counter, strong arms bracing himself as he reached for another beer. Like his friend, he also had dark hair, but his fell messily in curls across his forehead. He was larger in build, his toned stomach and arms on show in the cut off t-shirt he was wearing. He took a swig of his beer as his eyes looked over the two girls stood in front of him. 
“I’m James, by the way.” he flashed them a smile, “Ignore Sirius, he can be a proper diva sometimes,”  
“I was only joking.” Sirius huffed, taking a drag of his cigarette. 
“I’m Lily.” she introduced herself, “and this is Y/N.” she gestured to her friend. 
“Nice to meet you,” Y/N smiled, “Sorry about the beers.” 
“Don’t mention it. It’d be a pretty shit party if we didn’t let people have a drink.” James laughed, his eyes lingering on Lily.  
“Help yourself to the stuff in the fridge,” Sirius said, apologetic smile on his face as he looked at James out of the corner of his eye. His vision quickly snapped to a girl that walked past the doorway and he hastily excused himself before walking over to her and wrapping an arm around her waist.  
“He’s a menace, that bloke.” James chuckled, rolling his eyes at Sirius, who now had the girl tangled in his arms. 
“S’not surprising, that’s the joy of being in a band, right?” Lily laughed. She looked at Y/N out the corner of her eye, sensing the fact that she was a bit awestruck. Y/N took a large gulp of her beer, hoping that it would calm her nerves. Lily was always so cool and collected in situations like this.  
“I suppose you’re right,” he nodded, his fingers tapping against the bottle in his hand, “D’you girls wanna come with me and we’ll find a seat somewhere?” 
They agreed, and Lily and Y/N shot an excited look at each other as they followed James in to the living room. 
“Oh my god!” Lily mouthed. 
“I know!” Y/N whispered back. 
The living room was a whole lot busier than the kitchen, people were draped across sofas, leaning against the walls, smoking, drinking, chatting. The music blared out and the atmosphere was electric. James kicked a couple of people off one of the sofas and settled down on it, gesturing for Y/N and Lily to join him. They chatted for a while, Y/N explaining that her and Lily were a fan of his band and how they had discovered them. James beamed at them as they spoke, leaning forward intently to what they had to say. Y/N grinned at her best friend, noticing that James seemed to be staring a whole lot at the red-haired girl.  
“I’m gonna go get another beer,” Y/N excused herself, winking at Lily over her shoulder as she left her alone with James.  
She wandered back into the kitchen. It was surprisingly clean to say it belonged to a group of boys in a band. The overhead light had been turned off and the kitchen was only illuminated by the light spilling in from the hallway. Y/N jumped as someone opened the fridge, the light further brightening the kitchen. 
“Shit.” she said, startled, “I didn’t realise there was anyone in here.”  
The person at the fridge turned around and smiled, a bottle in his hand. 
“Sorry,” he smiled smally, “Was trying to escape the crowds a bit. Beer?” 
He held an open bottle out to her, and she took it, leaning against the counter. 
“Thanks.” she smiled, “Not a big fan of parties, then?” 
The man shook his head, hoisting himself up onto the counter on the opposite side of the kitchen. His long legs hung over the edge, his boot-clad feet a few inches from skimming the floor. He ran a hand through his hair, messily fluffing it up. His features were sharp in the low light of the kitchen, and he nibbled on his lip awkwardly. 
“S’not really my thing, to be honest.” he admitted, “My friends wanted me to come so...”  
“I’m here with my friend too, but she’s sat in there talking to James, so I thought I’d leave them too it.” 
Remus smiled understandingly, he fiddled with the cap of his bottle in his fingers, turning it over and over in his hand. 
“That’s why most girls come to these things, I think.” He laughed a little bit, “You haven’t fallen for their charm then, no?” 
“Nah. Don’t get me wrong I absolutely love their music, I mean their lyrics-” 
“Their lyrics?” Remus interrupted, the bottle cap dropping to the floor with a quiet clatter. 
“Yeah? I’m assuming you listen to them, right?” Y/N answered, “Their lyrics are like, another level. You know that one line that’s like ‘I’d forgotten what it felt like to be alone.’” 
“’But now I know how it feels to wish I never came home.’” Remus continued, “Yeah, I know it.”  
“Something about that line, it just…I know it’s not the most crazy thing in the world but it just sounds like it really means something to them.” she explained, her eyes lighting up in excitement, “I just genuinely really love their music.” 
Remus smiled, silently thanking God for the room being gloomy so that she couldn’t see the blush that had made its way onto his cheeks. Not many people knew that Remus wrote the songs for his friends' band, and he wanted to keep it that way. He hated being in the spotlight and he never ever wanted that to change. Though, something about the way that Y/N was talking about their lyrics, his lyrics, made him want to shout it from the rooftops. He smiled at the way her eyes seemed to be glowing and how she would gesture wildly with her hands when she made references to the songs that he’d written.  
It felt like they had been talking for hours, holed away in the kitchen drinking bottle after bottle of beer. They exchanged bands that they liked, their favourite songs, recommended each other albums. Remus had never hit it off with someone like this before, it felt nice to have such a meaningful conversation. Their discussion only came to a halt when three familiar faces entered the room. 
“Well, well, well, what do we have here then?” Sirius smirked, leaning against the doorway.  
“We wondered where you’d gotten to, Moony.” James said, his arm wrapped around Lily’s shoulder.  
“Didn’t want to intrude on you two,” Y/N laughed, gesturing to Lily and James, “You looked all cosy so I came in to get another beer and I met – wait, I actually didn’t get your name?” Her eyes snapped to Remus who had hopped down from the kitchen counter at his friends’ arrival.  
“Oh, that’s Remus he’s our s-” Sirius started. 
“Friend!” Remus quickly interrupted, “and housemate.”  
Sirius and James exchanged a quick glance at each other, the curly haired boy jabbing his bandmate in the ribs. 
“Right.” Sirius nodded, “Our friend. Best friend even.”  
“I’m gonna go find the bathroom, want to come with?” Lily asked, looking at her best friend and cocking her head towards the door. Y/N agreed, and the two girls pushed their way upstairs into one of the bathrooms.  
Locking the door behind them, Lily leaned against it, her face absolutely beaming.  
“Oh my God.” she said, putting her hands up to her face excitedly. 
“I know.” Y/N smiled, “Remus seems so nice, we seem to have really hit it off, you know.” 
“Same with James and I.” Lily smiled, going over to the mirror and looking at her reflection, “He’s really hot.” 
“Agreed. I didn’t realise that Remus was friends with them. Weird because all we’ve really talked about is music and he never mentioned it.”  
“James said he was quite shy, he said he never usually comes to their parties and that him and Sirius had to convince him to come tonight. From the way he was looking at you, I bet he’s pretty glad that he did.” Lily looked at her friend excitedly in the mirror. She reached into her bag and pulled out her lipstick, reapplying it and quickly fixing her hair.  
The morning after the party, the three boys were stood in the kitchen, James was holding open a bin bag and Remus was throwing away the empty bottles and cups that were strewn over the sides. Sirius, being his usual self, was being absolutely no help and was sat on the counter with a cigarette balanced between his lips and a cup of coffee in hand.  
“Did you get her number then?” Sirius grinned looking at James. 
“Lily? Yeah, I did.” James smiled, his mop of curls falling messily into his eyes, “she’s great, I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl like her, you know?” Sirius rolled his eyes playfully in response and pretended to gag. 
“You’re so wet sometimes, Jamie.” he said, “What about you, Moony? You spent half the night sat in here with her friend.”  
Remus frowned and shook his head, throwing yet another empty bottle into the bag. 
“Nah. She didn’t give it me and I was too nervous to ask.” 
“Not to worry, mate.” James clapped him on the back, “We’re seeing them next week anyway. I said to Lily that we’ll all go out for a drink on Friday.” 
“You did? Why?” 
“’Cause Lily is sweet and I want to get to know her better, and you were practically drooling over Y/N.” 
“I wasn’t drooling.” Remus protested. 
“Rem, you literally went straight to your room after they left and started writing a song about her.” Sirius laughed and stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray by his side. 
Although it was true, Remus couldn’t help the blush that spread across his cheeks. He was absolutely infatuated by Y/N. He’d never had a girl that was interested in him before. On the odd occasion that he did attend one of the parties that his friends hosted, no girls would ever make the effort with him like Y/N did, they usually just flocked towards Sirius and James, and he was just seen as their friend and housemate. He often wondered if he would be treated differently if people knew that it was him that wrote a lot of the songs that the band played, that it was his mind behind the lyrics that his friends sang. The lyrics that Y/N loved. 
Remus felt a pang in his stomach as he thought about it. About how Y/N loved the lyrics but had no idea that it was him that wrote them. He hated how she didn’t know that it was his thoughts that spilled onto the pages of music, that rolled off her tongue like honey when she quoted them to him. He was so desperate for her to know that it was all him and he felt so stupid that he didn’t just tell her that.  
Friday came and Remus was nervous as the three of them walked into the pub. He wiped his clammy palms on his trousers as they waited at the bar for their drinks. He didn’t know why he felt so anxious about seeing Y/N again when they had got on so well at the party.  
The three of them settled on a booth table in the back of the pub, all of them cramming into one side so that the girls could sit opposite them when they arrived. Remus was leaning forward, his chin rested on his hand as he started intently at the bubbles that fizzed in his pint. His eyes snapped up when he saw Y/N arrive, sliding into the booth and sitting directly opposite from him.  
“Hey!” she smiled brightly, “Nice to re-meet you all again now we’re all slightly more sober.”  
“Not for much longer, probably,” James chuckled, picking up his pint glass and clinking it against Y/N and Lily’s.  
“Sirius has only just about sobered up from the party.” Remus quipped, smirking at the dark-haired boy. Y/N laughed at his joke, much to Sirius’s annoyance. 
“He comes to one party and now he’s giving it the big one.” Sirius rolled his eyes, smiling slightly. Remus’s hand that wasn’t holding his drink was resting on his lap, his fingers tapping away nervously as he tried to think of something to say. Y/N looked at Remus from across the table and smiled at him.  
“I’ve only just gotten over my hangover to be honest. I feel like I singlehandedly drank all of the beer that was in your fridge.” Y/N laughed. 
“I feel like I gave you a solid hand, to be honest.” Remus grinned. 
“Yeah, I reckon I’ve found my new drinking partner. Sorry, Lil.” Y/N winked at her best friend. “Speaking of beer, I’m going to go grab one, d’you guys want anything?” 
“Same again, please.” Sirius smiled, fishing into his pocket for a note and handing it to her, “Rem, you’re sat on the end, go help, will you?”  
As Remus stood up to go to the bar, Y/N was already halfway there. Sirius shot a wink at him as he departed. Y/N leaned confidently against the bar as she ordered, resting her hand against her chin as she made small talk with the barman. Remus slid in next to her, his hip bumping against hers.  
“It’s nice to see you again.” Y/N smiled, looking up at him. 
“Yeah, you too. I’m glad you and Lily came, James seems really keen on her.”  
“Oh, good because she genuinely hasn’t stopped speaking about him since they met.  
“Yeah, he has that effect on girls.” Remus chuckled, reaching into his pocket for his pack of cigarettes and fiddling with the box as they waited for their drinks.  
“I have something for you, actually.” Y/N took a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to him, her fingers brushing against his, lingering for a second before letting go. Remus unfolded it and his eyes darted across the page, quickly skimming over the words.  
“It’s a list of all the albums I recommended to you at the party. I figured that you might have forgotten some with how drunk we were.” she explained, “Also, I hope you don’t mind but I wrote my number on their as well because I’m expecting you to call me and tell me your thoughts on each one.” 
His cheeks turned pink and he quickly slipped the paper into his pocket. 
“I did the same for you!” Remus exclaimed, pulling his own scrap of paper from his pocket and handing it to her, “There were a few albums I forgot to tell you about and I really think you’ll like them.” 
Y/N’s mouth opened in shock, and she pulled Remus in for a clumsy hug. Over her shoulder, he saw James and Sirius grinning and giving him a thumbs up and Lily who had made a heart shape with her hands.  
“She gave you her number?” Sirius asked excitedly as soon as they got home from the pub, “Well in, Moony.” 
“You guys looked pretty cosy up at the bar as well.” James added. Remus shrugged, picking up his notebook that was laying on the table. 
“I think you should just call her and ask her out on a date.” Sirius said bluntly, “What have you got to lose? What’s the worst that could happen?” 
“My dignity? Being rejected by the potential girl of my dreams?” Remus said dramatically, scribbling something down, the pen scratching against the paper. 
“What are you going to do then? Just write songs about her in the hopes that she one day hears them? C’mon, Moony!” Sirius exclaimed.  
It was around a week later when Remus finally plucked up the courage to give Y/N a call – after much nagging from his two best friends. He paced his room nervously as the phone rang and rang and rang. His heart was pounding in his chest and he debated just hanging up. 
“Hello?” Lily’s voice answered. 
“Oh, er, hi Lily. It’s Remus, I was just wondering if-” 
“Y/N!” Lily shouted cutting him off, “dream boy is on the phone.”  
Remus blushed as he heard her say that. He heard a slap on the other side of the phone and Y/N’s voice hissing at her friend to shut up. Lily’s laugh rang out in the background. 
“Sorry about that,” Y/N laughed nervously. 
“It’s fine. Don’t worry,” Remus chuckled, “did you just hit her?” 
“Yeah I did. She’s my best friend, I get full rights to hit her whenever she tries to embarrass me.” 
“I didn’t know that. I’ll keep that in mind next time James and Sirius try to wind me up.”  
“It’s a solid loophole.” Y/N said matter-of-factly, “So, why’d you call?” 
“You gave me your number, that’s how it works isn’t it?” Remus joked, his shoulders starting to relax a little. He perched on the edge of his bed, twizzling the phone cord around his fingers, “I listened to the albums you recommended. I didn’t think I’d meet anyone with a music taste that’s nearly as good as mine.” 
“Nearly as good?” She echoed, pretending to be offended, “are you questioning my music taste now?” 
“I mean, yours is good. I’m just not sure it’s quite as good as mine.” Remus said, smirk evident in his voice, “that being said, I’m not done with you yet.” 
Y/N laughed and Remus smiled to himself. He loved when he made her laugh. Girls never usually found him funny when he was with James and Sirius. James had a sort of silly charm about him that girls seemed to adore, and Sirius was viciously witty when he wanted to be. Remus's dry, sarcastic sense of humour had never really been a hit with girls, and it was refreshing for him to have someone that matched his energy. 
They chatted for hours. Remus sprawled out over his bed, his records scattered around him as he pored over lyrics. They read snippets out to each other from their favourite albums, occasionally playing a song loud enough for the other to hear it on the other end of the phone. He imagined Y/N sitting in her room, cross legged on the floor, record player set out in front of her. He pictured her smiling, tapping her fingers along to the music she was playing, jotting down names of songs and lines of lyrics as he reeled them off to her.  
Remus of course, was doing the same. His battered leather notebook resting in his lap, holding the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he scribbled down messily.  
“It’s just... it sounds dumb but sometimes when I’m listening to certain songs, I relate to it so strongly it feels like it was written for me. Y’know, as if the artist had me in mind while writing it.” Y/N said.  
“I know exactly what you mean.” Remus flicked back through the pages of his notebook, his eyes dancing over the lyrics and half-finished songs that he’d written about her. He frowned momentarily, an ache forming in his stomach when he realised that she might not ever hear the songs that he’d written for her. He barely knew the girl but the lyrics flowed so freely when he wrote about her. He wanted desperately for her to know exactly how he felt about her, exactly who he was. Remus’s mind started to run away with his thoughts, and for a moment, he lost himself in his fantasy. Imagining her listening to one of the songs, one of her songs, listening to the words he had written for her, singing along to the melody he had crafted while she was on his mind. 
The pair’s phone calls became a nightly occurrence. They would take it in turns to ring each other, make polite small talk about their days and then spend hours upon hours chatting freely. Remus quickly became comfortable with her, his personality starting to shine through as his confidence grew. 
Sirius and James started to notice this and began to invite Y/N to everything that they did, knowing that Remus would need a bit of extra encouragement before he actually asked her out on his own. 
The five of them were currently sat in the boys’ basement. James and Lily snuggled up together on one sofa, Y/N, Remus and Sirius on another. This had become a regular occurrence since James and Lily had become a bit of an item, and how the rest of the group were trying to get Y/N and Remus together. 
“Chuck my pack of cigs, James.” Sirius asked, gesturing to the box that lay beside the curly haired boy. 
“S’empty, Pads.” James replied, not even bothering to check, “Rem took the last one.” 
Sirius’ head snapped round to look at Remus, his mouth open in shock. He got up and grabbed the empty packet from the sofa and chucked it at Remus.  
“You cheeky little prick,” an amused smile played on his lips “You know the rules. You finish ‘em, you buy ‘em.”. 
“I’ll go.” Y/N said, standing up. “I can grab some snacks and some beers and stuff while I’m there. Anyone fancy coming with?” 
Y/N glanced at Remus quickly, his gaze was fixed on cigarette packet that Sirius threw at him, he fiddled with it idly, flicking it open and shut repeatedly. Her eyes darted around the room before landing on Lily who quickly got to her feet and agreed to go with her.  
“You’re so fucking thick, Moony.” Sirius said after the two girls had left. 
“What?” 
“She was making a move, idiot.” James laughed, sitting up straight, “she wanted you to go with her.” 
“How’d you come to that conclusion then?” 
“Let me re-enact it for you.” Sirius moved to stand in front of Remus, “Oh, I wonder if anyone would like to come to the shop with me,” Sirius acted dramatically, pretending to stare lovingly at Remus.  
“Give over, Pads.” Remus sighed, “She’s not interested in me like that.” 
“You’re joking, right?” James chuckled, “Have you actually lost your mind? Why do you think she keeps coming over with Lily?” 
“Girls like that just aren’t interested in me, James.” Remus said, “She’ll just be here because of Lily.” He crushed the empty cigarette packet in his hands as he spoke. 
“Remus. I’m speaking to you as your best friend-.”  
“Oi!” Sirius protested. 
“Sorry! Remus. I’m speaking to you as one of your best friends.” James corrected himself, rolling his eyes at Sirius. “You two speak to each other on the phone every single night. For hours.” 
“She laughs at all your stupid jokes.” Sirius continued. “The last ten times her and Lily have been around here she can barely take her eyes off of you.” 
“For the love of God, please just tell her that you like her.” James insisted.  
That was how, in the twenty minutes that the girls had left to go to the shop, the boys had devised a plan on how Remus was going to tell Y/N about how he felt. 
“Operation ‘Get Moony His Dream Girl’ is a go!” James said as he heard the front door open as Y/N and Lily arrived back at the house. 
If there was one thing about James and Sirius, it was if there was an opportunity to meddle in their best friend’s love life, then you better believe they were going to meddle. That was how Y/N and Lily had ended up with tickets to the bands next concert. 
“So, what’s the plan then?” Sirius asked, as he plucked at the strings of his guitar.  
“We learn Moony’s song. We play it at the gig and hopefully Y/N realises that it’s about her and that he’s absolutely besotted with her.” James explained. 
“He’ll hate that idea. There’s no way that he’ll agree to let us do it.” 
“Yeah, that’s why we’re not going to tell him, Pads.”  
“You’re such a little rascal sometimes. I love it.” Sirius grinned. 
It was easy for the pair to practice the song without Remus knowing. They would sneak down to the basement while he was on the phone to Y/N and play it over and over until it was perfect. 
“It’s hard work being match-makers, isn’t it?” Sirius said, grabbing some beers from the fridge and popping the tops off. He handed one to James who took a large gulp as he slumped against his drumkit. 
“It’ll all be worth it.” He grinned, clinking his beer against Sirius’s. 
James was right, Remus was none the wiser. He had absolutely no idea what the bands setlist was, he just put it down to the pair being extremely unorganised and indecisive. He didn’t even know that the girls were coming until James accidentally let it slip while they were sound checking.  
“I spoke to Y/N on the phone last night and she didn’t mention that they were coming.” Remus frowned. He was sat on the edge of the stage, his legs hanging over the edge while his friends prepared their equipment for the concert. 
“Maybe she just wanted to surprise you.” Sirius shrugged, his fingers skimming over the strings of his guitar as he tuned it. 
“As a matter of fact, you didn’t mention that they were coming!” Remus accused, glaring at them both. 
“Surprise?” James said cheekily. 
While the concert was in progress, Remus usually watched from the side of the stage, not being one for big crowds of people. He leaned against the wall, looking out at his two friends whose stage presence seemed almost effortless. Sirius looked so at ease with a microphone at his lips and a guitar hanging at his hips. He spoke to the crowd easily, introducing song after song, dropping in the odd joke here and there. James was the same, microphone set up next to his drum kit so that he could sing along and interact with Sirius. His body sheened with sweat, and he winked at Remus as he locked eyes with him.  
James jutted his head towards the crowd and Remus’s eyes followed in the direction of the front row. His eyes scanned across the barrier quickly before his gaze settled on two familiar faces. Y/N and Lily were stood front and centre, huge grins plastered on their faces. Y/N was leaning against the metal railing, her eyes fixated on the band and her lips moving in sync with the music. Remus thought that he’d never seen someone look so pretty. The way her eyes glittered with the reflection of the stage lights, the way her body swayed in time with the music. He was broken from his trance when he heard James and Sirius start speaking, his eyes snapping back to them. 
“This is our last song and we’ve got a bit of a treat for you tonight, so you should all count yourselves lucky.” Sirius smirked, looking out across the sea of people. 
“This is the first time we’ve played this song live. In fact, it’s the first time any of you will have heard this song.” James grinned, raking a hand through his damp curls. 
Remus’s brow furrowed. He wasn’t aware that the two had written any new songs, let alone had them polished and practiced enough ready to perform live. He shot a quizzical look at his friends, who just smiled mischievously back at him. 
His stomach dropped as he heard the first few notes that Sirius played, he thought he was going to throw up when the lyrics fell from his lips. They were playing his song. Y/N’s song.  
He frantically looked over at Y/N, searching her face for any indication that she knew that the song was about her. He couldn’t see properly now the lights had dimmed and his heart was pounding in his chest as the crowd broke out into applause as Sirius and James walked off stage. 
“James! Sirius!” he exclaimed, as the pair walked past him to set their equipment down.  
“We only answer to ‘Cupid’ now.” Sirius said smugly, strapping his guitar back into his case. 
“You can thank us properly later, Moony, yeah?” James said, flashing him another wink, “I’ve got to and find Lily. C’mon, Pads.” 
Remus didn’t even have time to protest as he watched his friends disappear in the direction of the bar. He went to race after them, but he was stopped in his tracks as someone latched on to his arm. 
“Was it about me?” Y/N’s voice spoke. Remus turned around slowly, a sinking feeling present in his stomach.  
“W-what?” Remus stammered 
“That song. Was it about me?” Y/N persisted. She was stood right in front of him now, barely inches away from him. Her eyes were twinkling but she had her bottom lip pulled between her teeth.  
“I - I don’t - I didn’t know they were-” 
Remus’s flustering was cut short by Y/N smashing her lips against his. He gasped as her soft lips enveloped his own, heart racing. He steadied his shaky hands by resting them on her hips.  
“I didn’t know you wrote the songs.” Y/N breathed, finally pulling away. Remus nodded, at a loss for words. A blush had made itself at home on his cheeks and he knew that it wasn’t going to shift anytime soon.  
“I didn’t know you liked me like that.” Remus choked out finally. Y/N’s eyebrows shot up and she let out a laugh.  
“Here I was thinking that I was making it obvious.” she laughed, “Why didn’t you tell me that you were their songwriter? We literally spent hours talking about their lyrics, your lyrics!” 
“Because I’m an idiot apparently.” Remus smiled, looking at her fondly, “I didn’t know how to say it. I don’t like the spotlight and the attention like the others do. Not many people know.” 
“I’m glad I know now.” 
“Me too.” He caught her lips with his again, for longer this time. Remus felt the tension leave his body as he melted into her. His hands on her waist and her arms around his neck. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as it dawned on him that she finally knew who he was. 
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fircbolts · 14 days
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sirius black 🎙️🎶✨
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insomniacirl · 3 months
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(Something that doesn't matter at all to the au but definitely matters to me)
James and Remus sometimes get particularly fond of country music so Remus will play acoustic guitar and James will sit and sing with him- Sirius pretends he hates it, even though it actually makes his heart explode in his chest every time they do it.
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moonstainn · 4 months
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Band au Sirius
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heartshiii · 9 days
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⚡️Lead Singer Sirius Black ⚡️
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Here's the Part 1 & Part 2 <333
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