Tumgik
#marauders marauders era mischief managed I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good marauders polaroid marauders polaroids marauders photo m...
Text
Tumblr media
131 notes · View notes
littlejeanniebean · 4 years
Text
I’ll Go the Distance | Chapter 1: Wink Wink
James Potter: guess who got into oxford
Lily Evans: Remus.
James Potter: that's not a guess. you know that already.
Lily Evans: Sirius.
James Potter: really???
Lily Evans: What?? They have excellent music and Russian lit courses.
James Potter: i'm unfriending you on facebook.
Lily Evans: Neither of us are on that.
James Potter: i'm unfriending you on facebook figuratively.
Lily Evans: I'm not sure I completely get that, but I'm rolling with it. 
Read on Ao3 :)
A/N: I promised @pianistbynight a long distance best friends to lovers slow burn texting fic so wish me luck!
20 notes · View notes
notjustthegoodguys · 4 years
Text
Sirius Black tag dump
1 note · View note
Text
Freckles-RemusXReader
Hello my lovelies!! SO sorry that I haven’t posted in a while! I was finishing up the semester at university and had a lot of papers to write but now I am done school and have moved home and have started a new job so I am BACK! And I am usually bored out of my mind at work which gives me LOTS of time to write :) So please send me prompts ANY time! <3 I love you all and to celebrate you and the fact that I have time to write, I wrote ya’ll this drabble. ENJOY <3 
WARNINGS: fluff; heavy kissing.
You: Remus, shouldn’t we be getting back?
With the stress and busyness of preparing for the upcoming exams, you and Remus hadn’t had much time alone together in the past few weeks and he had demanded a date night. Agreeing, you had allowed him to treat you to a moonlit walk around the lake, ending up lying in a heap of blankets under “your tree” to star gaze. But it was getting late and you felt obligated to go inside and study for your upcoming exams. 
Remus: What for? 
You: Well, we have exams next week and I thought we were going to study.
Remus: *shakes his head* You’ve been studying too much, you’re going to wear yourself out. Date night isn’t over. 
He pulls your body closer to his and wraps both of his arms around you but hesitates when he feels you shiver. 
Remus: Cold love? 
You: Only a little. I’m fine. 
Ignoring your claim, Remus sits up tugs his jumper up and over his head. You sit up as well and smile as he takes your hands and threads them through the sleeves and shimmies the sweater onto your body for you. It’s too big on him and so drowns you but it’s warm and smells like him so you pull your arms against your chest and let him lay you both down again, him holding you close. 
Remus: Better? 
You: Better. Except we really shouldn’t bail on our homework. You know we need to study. 
Remus: No. What you need is sleep, and time alone with your doting boyfriend. Both of which you are going to get tonight if I’ve got anything to do with it. 
You look up at him, a frown settling onto your face, and he smiles widely at you. 
Remus: You and I both know that you’ll crash hard if you don’t get some proper sleep. I’ve been worried and just waiting for it but then I figured, instead of waiting to catch you when you fall, we could do something to prevent the fall in the first place. Tonight, you and I are staying away from homework and basically the world and just relaxing and resting. Together.
You: But—
Remus: No buts! You are taking the night off. End of discussion.
You raise your eyebrows at him but he just grins down at you and you wonder why you’re even surprised. This man is so wonderful and caring of course he would take you on a date just to get you to relax and not work yourself to death stressing over the exams that are a whole week away. You marvel at your boyfriend’s selflessness and nuzzle your face into his chest as he places a kiss to the top of your head. 
As you snuggle closer to him, though, you pause and he hums questioningly at you. You pull away slightly and raise yourself up on one elbow as his brow crinkles in confusion, but you don’t notice because you are staring at his chest. He was wearing a loose, deep V-neck tee shirt that had to be Sirius’ for how baggy it was on Remus. But that’s not what you had suddenly become distracted by.
Because it is too big on him, the neckline had fallen quite a bit to the side, revealing his collarbone and a bit of his shoulder. In the moonlight, you noticed something that you’d somehow never noticed before. 
Remus, whose heart is racing and eyes are darkening from the way you are looking at his collarbone and neck, clears his throat and speaks in a hoarse whisper. 
Remus: Sweetheart? 
Your eyes dart up to meet his, a small smirk playing at the corner of your mouth, before lowering your face down to his collarbone. You place a tender, but lingering kiss there, and then whisper against his skin. 
You: You have freckles. 
Remus shudders at the feeling of your lips on his skin as you place a trail of kisses up his collarbone and across his shoulder, following the splatter of freckles you have found there. When your tongue darts out against a cluster you find particularly endearing, he growls and rolls the both of you over so that he is hovering above you. 
Remus: S'not nice, love. Picking on my freckles like that. 
You smirk at the effect you had on him and reach a hand up, gently dragging you finger tips across the freckles you had just been admiring. His eyes roll back for a minute and his arms almost give out but then he dives forward, crashing his lips against yours. You grin at his reaction and let his tongue invade your mouth, attempting to establish domination in the kiss. His hands trail down to explore your body, mapping out the all-too-familiar terrain, while his teeth pull on your lip. You aren’t quite ready to give up control, though, and so expertly grind your hips up against his in just the right way. He shivers and whines loudly into your mouth and you take advantage of his weak moment to take control back. You push against his chest and use his surprise to roll the two of you over so that you’re laying above him. 
His eyebrows shoot up but before he can say anything you cut him off with your lips pressed against his harshly. He welcomes you and parts his lips immediately to admit your tongue. Your hips begin to move again but he anticipates it this time and his hands fly to your upper thighs and grip them in a desperate attempt to hold you still. You smile into the kiss, allowing him control over that, and remove your lips from his, eliciting a whimper from him that quickly turns into a moan as you latch on to his neck. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard while your mouth trails across his neck down to his collarbone once again. You suck on where his pulse point meets his neck and his hands slide up and under your shirt to hold onto your hips as his breath hitches.
You don’t really know what’s come over you but you just want more of him. His freckles are driving you crazy and you can’t help it as you continue to lick and suck on that particular spot, knowing that it would leave a mark. When you can feel the little patch of skin under your tongue get hot you know that you’ve marked him as yours and a smug grin graces your face. You nuzzle your nose just under his chin before beginning to nibble along his jawline, especially at the groups of freckles you already had known were there and loved so much. 
Remus’ breathing is shallow and he hisses when you nip at the bottom of his jaw near his ear, his grasp on your hips definitely bruising you. Finally, he manages to get a few breathy words out. 
Remus: Don’t you think….the one on my neck s'enough, love? 
You smile and place a gentle kiss against his cheek before moving to rest your chin on his chest, looking up at him. 
You: Personally, no not really. Can’t get enough. 
He chuckles and the vibrations in his chest make you tingle all over. You move your left hand to gently comb through his hair and the other to soothingly trace over the newly discovered freckles with your finger while he struggles to get his breathing back to normal. Once he’s finally calmed down, he smiles at you lovingly.
Remus: What was that, huh? 
You: *grins* I found some freckles…. 
Remus: *laughs* Ya I noticed. Guess you like em, then? 
You: *shrugs nonchalantly* Meh. They’re alright I suppose. 
Remus rolls his eyes and slides his arms around your back before rolling the both of you to the side so you can curl up into his chest again.
You: We should get back…..it’s late….
Remus: Not late enough. You in a hurry to get somewhere, love?
You: *sighs contently* Don’t need to be anywhere but right here. 
Remus presses a kiss to your forehead and pulls the blankets up around the both of you. 
Remus: *whispers* Me either….
Some time later, you wake with a start but relax into Remus’ arms as you remember where you are. You glance over his shoulder and can see a faint blueish-pink haze on the horizon and your eyes spring open when you realize that it’s nearly morning. You smile as a soft puff of air from Remus’ lips graces your cheek and you notice the dark reddish purple mark on his neck. Grinning triumphantly, you gently nudge him awake. Groggily, he gives you a boyish grin before mumbling something incoherent and helping you to stand. His arm snakes around your waist and he starts towards the castle but you try to stop him. 
You: The blankets…
Remus: *murmuring tiredly* M'gonna get’m tom'rr'ow…..
You smile as he again begins making his way to the castle, holding you close the whole time and unable to stop smiling. He makes sure you get to bed before dragging himself to his dorm and flopping on to his bed, sighing happily into a few more hours of sleep. 
80 notes · View notes