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writtenbymoonflower · 3 months

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Hi lovely!! Firstly I want to say I love your works 🥰🥰 always happy to see someone keeping the poly!marauders tag alive! Could I request poly!marauders with fem!reader who just got her wisdom teeth out? Or some sort of procedure where they’re under anesthesia I’m not picky 😭😭 it’s always so cute to see reader all loopy and their bfs like “she’s so cute I want to eat her 😍”

Feel free to ignore this if you don’t vibe with it!! Love you loads 🎀

Thank you so much baby! I relate to this so much because in the two ish weeks I wasn't posting I actually got mine out! Love you loads as well! fem!reader x poly!marauders.

cw: surgery, pain meds, anesthesia

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“C'mon, sweet thing. Let’s get you inside.” James coaxed, gently. He was basically holding you up as you stumbled over the threshold of your home, still spacey from the anesthesia and pain medicine.

“W- we’re home!” You slurred, muffled by the gauze in the back of your mouth. You tried to struggle free from James’ grasp, but he held fast to your arm. He was far stronger than you in typical circumstances, but in your inebriated state it was like a bunny trying to tug on an elephant.

“Easy, love.” Remus chided, placing the hand that wasn’t holding your prescriptions on your shoulder.

“I can do it myself.” You pulled against your boyfriends’ hold again, missing Sirius' lovingly annoyed expression in your determination.

“I’m sure you can, baby.” Sirius placated. “But then you would be denying us the pleasure of helping you. Don’t be mean and let us help you, yeah?” He rubbed up and down your arm through your thick sweater.

“I wasn’t trying to be mean.” You said, voice wobbling with misery. Remus avoided the strong urge to swat his boyfriend.

“You’re never mean lovie,” James cut his eyes to Sirius before fixing you with an awfully kind look. “Pads is just being a git, yeah?” He encouraged you to lie down on the bed.

“He’s not a git!” You shot back. “I love him!” Sirius thought he could cry from fondness on the spot.

“Aw, I love you too, baby.” He knelt down to stroke your hair and resisted the urge to kiss your swollen cheeks. James helped you under the covers while Remus set the bag of care supplies on the dresser. You made grabby hands at Sirius, trying to pull him on top of you. (sober you would die before being that blatant in wanting)

“Gentle, dovey. You’re fragile right now, don’t hurt yourself” Remus gently scolded.

“B- but I wanna cuddle!” You whined. James wondered if your words right now were just your internal thoughts all the time, he kind of hoped they were. Sirius gently moved you over enough for him to crawl in, holding you to lie on your back while he wrapped his arms around you. Remus was still by the dresser, reading the instructions again and setting out your medications. James leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.

“Thank you for doing this.” He whispered, stroking the taller boy's hair.

“Don’t mention it. I just know when she wakes again she is going to feel awful.” Remus winced.

“She’s a trooper, though.” James added. “Remember they had to wheel me to the car when I got mine taken out. I also sobbed the whole way home and had a death grip on Pads so much he had bruises.” He recalled from his operation.

“Yeah, you were a big baby, huh?” Remus teased.

“Exactly,” Sirius piped up, holding onto your now sleeping form. You were out cold, some of the meds still clearly in your system. “At least she’s a cute baby.”

“Oi! You said I was cute!" James said furiously.

“You were, love. You always are.” Remus said, cheeks flaming. James sighed, looking at you.

“She’s so precious I could eat her.” He said, lovelorn.

“Don’t think she’s gonna want that for a while, Prongs.” Sirius teased, still stroking your arms and hair.

“Get your mind out of the gutter!” James scolded, walking over to the bed and flopping down on your other side, Remus close on his tail. He kissed your head chastely, steering clear from any sore areas. You stirred in your sleep, not discontentedly, but rather reveling in their hold.

Your boyfriends didn’t know if they could survive this amount of fondness, but they weren’t complaining.

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volturissideslut · 4 months

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shy reader holds remus' hand for the first time in public

𝕽𝖊𝖒𝖚𝖘 𝕷𝖚𝖕𝖎𝖓

I took this prompt and i ran with it, enjoyyy!!!

Though you and Remus had been together for a while now - not long having passed that awkward and clunky talking stage - you still hadn't really been physically affectionate with one another. No sex, no kisses, no cuddles, and not even daring to engage in premarital hand holding.

It's not that you didn't want to. You did. You really really did. But every time you wanted to you were left unsure if it was okay to do that. Seeds of self doubt planted themselves in your mind and the longer you let them fester the more they weeded your thoughts. It honestly got to a tiring point, where if the thought of being affectionate with him made your hands clammy and your mind race, heat creeping its way up your neck. And obviously you didn't want him to feel like he had to hold your clammy sweaty hands, it's just... icky.

To put it simply, you had built it all up in your head and it desperately needed to be pulled down from that pedestal.

So now here you were, in the library with Remus, your lovely boyfriend, wondering if it would be okay to hold his hand. He was slouched over (in a posture that was definitely not good for his spinal health in the future) with one hand holding the hard back on the book, and the other lazily resting on the table. Resting mere millimetres from your own hand.

Unconsciously, your hand twitched, like when your body is so filled with emotion and just has to move. Like when you're angry and your jaw and fists clench. Like when you're excited and your hands shake and move and you talk. Like when you're anxious and your leg bounces. Like when you really want to be touching your boyfriend but don't know how to go about it, and your hand twitches.

One slight problem, your hand was so so close to his already that he thought you had tapped him and had put down his book to give you his full attention. And with that adorable small smile of his on his face too.

"You okay, Dove?"

... I mean, it's now or never right?

"Yeah - uhm - Rem, can I please hold your hand?" Why does your throat feel so dry? You had just had a nice cup of tea with him, and now its like you're parched all over again.

And while he notices your rising anxiety and shyness, he pays no mind to it for now. Instead his smile grows wide and smug, eyebrows raised in surprise. But his expression quickly returns to its normal state and his voice is smooth as he speaks, though it doesn't to much to hide his own light blush.

"Of course you can, Dovey"

Like the gentleman he is, he doesn't make too much of a show of it, already knowing the inner turmoil in your mind right now. Instead, he laces his fingers with yours and gives one firm reassuring squeeze and picks up his book. He also gives another squeeze when he feels you tense up and watch someone walk past your little corner of the library, a proud smile hidden behind his book as he physically feels your body relax because of his touch.

But now you know in your head that its okay. Hand holding officially being removed from the pedestal. And he can't even tell your hands are clammy, because his are too.

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dwindlinghaze · 1 year

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this is just an idea

remus & reader are harboring feelings for each other and it being like an unspoken thing that they like each other amongst not only themselves but their friends

but someone (could be a friend or someone outside their friend group) acknowledges it just pointing out all the things you guys do like the way you’re only affectionate with him / the two of you are very touchy or maybe you wearing his sweaters and sharing his chocolate with you

just very much them being read by someone on how they give each other special treatment (boyfriend and girlfriend treatment) and to stop being around the bush.

just fluffy goodness ��

hey anon !! tysm for requesting,, here's the fic. i hope u like it <3 sorry i made some tiny changes,,, i didn't realise while writing it :( ☁️☁️🤍

you'll never know

(remus lupin x reader)

contents: fluff, she/her pronouns, they know there's something between them, pure fluff

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started as a simple friendship. thinking love hadn't been meddled in. you would talk into the night and nobody had noticed.

could you call it hope that you and remus can be something more? you always knew your little crush on the boy. you acknowledge it and accept it because who on earth would not fall in love with remus lupin.

that scruffy looking but sweet remus lupin.

he's the kind of person that you would look for in a long lasting sort of bond.

remus lupin had so many things to hold. he has to hold the burden of being a lycanthrope, he has to hold james and sirius accountable as for he is a prefect, he has to hold heavy books, he held every brain in the marauders combined.

and most importantly; he hold you. your hands, your bicep, you waist, your robe, your books.

your heart.

it was very obvious that you harboured feelings for him some time during this year.

and he does too. he knew about your feelings and respect it. he wouldn't want to cross your boundaries though- or the thin line that separates platonic and romantic in your friendship.

people around noticed. especially remus' close friends. james and sirius know the boy so well that they're aware of the differences of remus when he's with you and when he's with anyone else.

but they never really spoke about it though. they want to give remus some privacy and want him to actually be the one that puts you together.

he holds your hand when you guys are walking. he doesn't hold anyone's hand. never. he lets you eat his last bar of chocolate but would scold sirius if he even tries to touch his ten stacks of them. he pulled your hair back when it's blocking your view while reading. he lets you sleep on his lap with his favourite sweater draped around your torso.

and it's really strange to the others because he never lets anyone wear his 'favourite' sweater. if peter asked to borrow one of his sweaters, he would give him choices except that one.

it is his favourite because it was the first sweater of remus' that you wore. you were cold and had asked remus if he had an extra one in hand. and he did. it fits you a bit too large but it's perfect either way.

you only wore it once but the photographs he has taken in his mind recalling the day you wear it lingers for not only once.

that's why he loves wearing it so much. you found him wearing the sweater a lot. a silly part of him thinks that if he let anyone else wears the sweater, they would also be smitten by you as him.

"rem are you listening to me?" you looked up, eyebrows raising.

"hmm what were you saying?" he got out of his lavender haze, still a smile playing on his lips. his smile isn't a perfect smile. it's lopsided and asymmetrical. but you loved it. the way his cheeks crinkled around the edge of his lips and the way his eyes twinkle is simply a beautiful sight.

"what were you thinking about hm?" you asked as you got up from his lap into a sitting position. remus' lap felt cold, missing the warmth of you a second ago.

"nothing," he replied, though he is still smiling at you. it was a lie, he was thinking of something- or rather someone.

"i was just saying that i'm going to go up. it's almost ten," you said, pointing to the clock that hung on the wall across the sofa you were both laying at.

"oh yeah. go up and sleep, dove. you must be tired," he said before kissing your cheeks.

his lips lingered there for a while. his warm breath hovering over your skin. he always does this. he always kiss you on your cheeks or temple.

you wondered if that's a special treatment for you. he never does that to anyone else.

his chapped lips were such a contrast to your soft skin. but you never mind it. if anything you loved the way his lips felt in your warming cheeks.

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"morning world!" sirius cheered as he took a seat on the gryffindor table for breakfast.

"that lovebirds still has come down yet?" james asked.

"nope. i'm honestly getting sick of their blindness," sirius grumbled. "why can't they just date already? like- it has been six years!"

"give them time, not everything has to be rushed!" lily snapped, irritated by how loud his voice is in the morning.

"lilypad's right!" james agreed, just for the sake of lily. though he also thinks that one of you should make the move as soon as possible.

it was suffocating to see his best friends being madly in love with each other and also not doing anything about it. he knew remus is a gentleman and he would never in his life do something that could upset you but this is getting so hard to watch.

"they're coming! act normal!" peter said, turning his attention to his three slices of pumpkin pie.

"hey 'vryone," you greeted, smiling at your friends.

james' eyes darted to your fingers. they were intertwined with remus' which made the boy scoff.

"what's with the face?" remus spoke up, sitting down besides you.

"nothing- i'm just tired of you," james said, yawning.

remus ignored him, instead he put down a plate in front of you and started to place your favourite foods on to your plate.

"thanks, rem," you said, cheeks flushing. he always did this to you. he kissed the crown of your head in response.

"ugh this is so gross," sirius groaned.

"i think it's cute," lily said.

"you think so? do you what to do the stuff they do together? y'know since you like it and i also like it so we both like it and we should fulfil our needs of likeness by doing it...?" james said, sending a grin to the redhead's way.

you didn't know what happened next because remus has now occupied your full attention. he was talking about the new book he has read and thought that you would like it too. he retold the novel as a short summary for you to hear.

sirius eyed the two of you suspiciously. he knows how much remus loves you. he even talks in his sleep about how adorable your voice sounds when you're sleepy.

sirius has had enough of it. maybe it's time for him to knock some sense on remus and make you go out with him.

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"moony, what are you afraid of?" sirius asked out of the blue.

remus furrowed his brows, taken aback by his sudden question. "what?"

"just answer. what are you afraid of?"

"i don't know.... i'm afraid of toads? they're gross and sticky," he grimaced.

sirius almost wanted to slap his face. that wasn't supposed to be his answer. "i mean- what are you so afraid of until you can't date her?"

remus thought about it for a while but he doesn't really have to.

you are beautiful to him. simply, magnificent. maybe even too perfect for the world. he knows that the love is mutual and that he's not fighting alone.

you know about his furry little problem and you don't mind. if anything, you might even love him more because of how strong he is- having to go through all of that until his last breath.

you know about his vulnerable side and you told him that he can be just remus lupin when he's with you. he doesn't have to put on a facade. he just has to be him.

you both cried, laughed, cry-laughed in each other's arms. remus is a guy with a tough exterior, but you know how much of a softie he can be. you never make fun of him for it.

and you even managed to let him accept that he's not the cause of anyone's problem. he's not at fault for being a werewolf. he is just like everyone else in the school but more wonderful.

there's actually no reason to be afraid.

maybe he's just waiting for you to ask him because he's still not sure if you wanted him to actually be your boyfriend or not.

maybe he worried about you and him not working out at the end and has to suffer as ex lovers. the thought of you not being able to do your usual stuff with him anymore ached his soul.

sirius saw how remus' expression changed from a good one to a worried one. he wondered, "what's stopping you, moony? is it the werewolf?"

"as insane as it sounds, i don't worry about that," remus replied. never in his life that he ever thought about actually saying those words. but you came and changed everything. though he still worry about his lycanthropy and hurting people, he accepts the fact that he would never hurt you. you're not dumb. you can save yourself and remus trust you with every cel in his body.

it's actually bewildering how you can do that to him.

if the waters dries up and the moon stops shining, stars fall and the world goes blind, remus knows he will be saving his love for you.

"then go and ask her, moony! don't put someone in a position like y/n's. it's confusing and at the end, if you don't do anything about it, it will leave you two hurting. just trust me mate," sirius patted his on his head.

remus thought about that too- every sleepless nights. he's actually going feral right now as we speak.

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one sunny afternoon, you were sitting on the clocktower field with remus beside you.

you were informing him about the type of clouds in the sky. this topic is actually one of the small amount of information that he doesn't know.

your fingers darted to the little bubbles of clouds in the sky, "this one, it looks like cotton right?"

"it does," he replied, nodding his head at you as he looked lovingly at your face. you were so mesmerising. he is sure if anyone looks at your for more than two seconds, they would be head over heels.

"that's cirrocumulus," you beamed at him.

"ah yes, the cumulus family," he said back.

"what? i don't remember saying anything about cloud families," you laughed.

his arms were around you, secured tightly. his head was touching the side of your face. if anyone sees this from an outsider's point of view, there is no denying that you two are dating.

"well- if i can recall correctly there is cumulus, altocumulus, and cirrocumulus," he remembered.

he remembered!

of course he did. he always listens to you.

you shook your head, pushing it further on his neck.

"honestly, you two are such a cute couple-" you heard a voice coming from behind. lifting your head around, you saw a girl smiling at you and remus.

"you guys always hold hands- even right now! lupin's only affectionate towards you and that's so sweet. y'know, so you feel special. you two look at each other like you're the only people in the world! and lupin shares his sweaters with you! i could only wish," the voice continued.

your cheeks flushed, you have no idea what to say. but remus does, "i know, you'll find your own y/n soon."

the girl's cheeks reddened, dreaming about the thought of having it.

when she left, you turned to look at remus. the smile still hasn't faded. you buried your face on remus' chest; hiding it there. he knows this action all too well.

he wrapped both of his arms around you while he smiled with full knowledge. he closed his eyes, thinking about that talk with sirius.

he doesn't want to be too late. what if you give up on him because you're tired of not establishing the relationship you two are having?

"is it true you're only affectionate to me so you make me feel special?" you asked. your voice came out muffled by his sweater.

"nope. i'm affectionate towards you because i love you and i feel like myself when i'm with you," he pressed his lips on the top of you head.

your heart jolted at those three words. you knew remus likes you- but love? that just got one step beyond.

"rem, do you mean that?"

"what?" he pulled away and took hold of your face. "i love you."

you smiled against his palms. "i love you too," you whispered softly. you don't have to be loud, he can hear you just as well.

"i know," he kissed your nose.

"you do?" you feel yourself heating up under his stare.

"i feel it," he simply reply. "i'm actually disappointed because you think i only like you," he chuckled. "you're wrong y'know. i love you very very much. i've shown that to you everyday. just hoping that you'd catch up."

"sorry, i tend to doubt things."

"don't doubt me," he cooed.

"i know," you laughed. "are we..?"

"um if you want to yeah," he assured. you loved how he doesn't pressure you into things. he always makes sure that you're fine with everything.

you nodded.

"okay. we should- i don't know, what does two people do right after they tell each other about their love?" remus asked, acting confused.

"hmm i don't know, i think they hug each other? should we?"

"we hug each other everyday. we should do something more..."

"like...?" you dragged on, loving how flustered he is to even say the word 'kiss'.

"stop. i know you know."

"i do," you giggled.

"okay i'm gonna kiss you now," he leaned in and kissed you.

it was a lie if he says that he never dreamt of this. what he dreamt of was definitely far from reality because it is much better in real life with an actual you.

the kiss was tender, very gentle. when the two of you pulled away, you looked at his eyes, loving how pretty it is under the warm sun yet cold wind.

"i love you."

he pulled you closer to him- even though you're already insanely close. your face was tucked under his chin with his palm pressing your head softly against his chest, the other around your waist.

there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow he chased.

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caeiestis · 5 months

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THE DEEP RUSTLING OF THE TREES outside is what awakens remus at this late hour. The wind is harsh and the twigs are constantly hitting the window but the coldness won’t get to him, deeply cuddled into the pillows and blankets in your room. Coming to his senses after a while of lying awake he notices the presence at his back and smiles, knowing exactly how you are laying behind him, clinging to his back, not leaving an ounce of space between you two.

Slowly turning— with so much care of not trying to wake you up, he is now facing you, noses almost touching. His smile is soft and he can’t contain himself as he slowly moves his hand upward and carefully strokes your hair. For a while he just admires your sleeping face, the way quiet snores leave your slightly open mouth and the way your brows twitch every once in a while. He admires the way you are here, with him, feeling so safe and natural to just be. The way that there is no pressure between you two to uphold any kind of image but rather just be completely comfortable. Remus knows that this is everything he would ever need. That you are everything he would ever need.

He moves slightly forward and pecks your lips before going back to admiring you—his expression resembling one of someone in a museum, looking at the finest arts in all of history. Eyes full of amazement as if the stars themselves were placed in his irises, twinkling in adoration for you as they usually only do in the night sky.

Maybe they are, he thinks, he would totally understand if their shining light is only for you—everything is for you.

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v1olentdelights · 3 months

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You Will Never Be A God

Peter Pettigrew x sister!reader - Marauders x Pettigrew!fem!reader

Trigger Warnings: Betrayal, Major character death, depiction of depression... other possibly?

Summary: Being a sibling to a marauder was never easy, though you and your brother, Peter, had a fairly good relationship. He loved you dearly and you love him. But could one night, one moment change that all?

** Send ask to be tagged **

About series

Chapter 1: The Fine Art Of Lying

Chapter 2: Leaving These Broken Pieces Behind You

Chapter 3: Foolish Girl

Chapter 4: The Grieving Girl

tags: @sheraayasher

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spiderfunkz · 9 months

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hello! how are you doing? could you do a blurb about remus lupin taking gn!reader on a picnic date please? take your time and thank you :)

✧.* daisy rings and coffee

— summary : a surprise picnic date with your remus lupin.

— pairings : remus lupin x gn!reader

— word count : 0,3k

— warnings : all fluff, pet names, food stuff, mentions of remus' scars, and like one kiss on the hand.

a/n : hiiyaa i'm alright! thank u for the request anon!! sorry this took a bit but i hope you enjoy itt <33 also do u get the pet name like star because he's moony and your his star (sorry sirius).

"were almost there, just close your eyes a bit longer 'kay?" remus grinned, his hands guiding you down the hill slowly.

down the hill is a pretty picnic all ready for the both of you. remus had planned this date for days, finding the perfect plaid blanket, the perfect snacks, and the perfect spot.

he laid out everything near a lake by a willow tree and everything is going amazing.

the sun was shining perfectly at the spot, the water was reflecting the glow of the sun, the trees are alive and he was about to spend the afternoon with you.

"okay, you can open them now!" remus awkwardly stands near the picnic. you gasp at the sight of the daisies laid out along the blanket, the fresh toast covered jam, the smell of coffee, and the chocolate muffins.

you smile and give him a big hug, "do ya like it, star?" he smirks. "like it? this is so lovely, rem." you held his hands.

you two sit and enjoy the scenery around you. "i learned how to bake these muffins just for you." he hands you one. "you should be thankful i didn't burn the entire hogwarts kitchen." he joked, "you probably did." you reply, laughing.

the two of you talk for a bit as the sun sets. remus fiddles around with the daisies that are laid around the blanket, making it into two small rings. you were enjoying the homemade chocolate muffins remus made and the now cold toast.

you were admiring the way remus' hair perfectly falls in place, the way his hands effortlessly craft the flowers into rings, and the way his freckles and scars can resemble the star and galaxies.

"okay, now give me your hand, my love." he says, putting the flower ring on your ring finger. "and," he grabs another flower but this time he puts it behind your ear, "there, you look beautiful."

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noideasforausername · 11 days

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the moon, the star and the asteroid.

description: angsty established wolfstar x pining fem!reader blurb that I wrote because there's a serious lack of them on here

word count: 0.2k

warnings: !angst! hurt no comfort (don't say I didn't warn you) ,, saviour complex if you squint? ,, death (?)

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It was in the way Remus instinctively edged closer to Sirius whenever he was near.

It was in the way his cold stone façade would break at the smaller boy’s antics.

It was in the stares they shared, getting so lost in one another that the whole world seemed to disappear.

The star and the moon.

The perfect pair.

She was just an asteroid.

Destined to orbit around them temporarily.

Until the unrelenting force of gravity would inevitably pull her out of orbit, imploding her whole world and destroying everything in its wake.

Sometimes she wondered if it was all worth it.

Was simply existing in their presence enough?

Hoping against hope that for once, the most peculiar astronomical paradox would take place, and the trajectories of a star, an asteroid and the moon would intersect?

That same question played over and over in her head; and it replayed one last time when she jumped in front of her his star.

Because if there’s one thing an asteroid can do, it’s to sacrifice itself first.

To allow the star and the moon to continue shining under the same sky, with or without its presence.

And as she felt herself being tugged backwards into misty nothingness; two matching tears fell down her cheeks: one for each of them.

And she smiled.

The image of her last moments in orbit forever imprinted behind her eyes: the star and the moon, hand in hand, looking at her.

Finally seeing her.

The veil fluttered once.

And the asteroid was no more.

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exhaustedcatte · 4 months

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Remus, dear.

“–What’s got Lupin limping like that, you think?” a Hufflepuff whispered, while Lily and Remus made rounds.

“Potter says he fought a Hippogriff!” the friend replied, sounding awed.

Lily heard a new voice say, “But Black insisted that Lupin fought the Squid naked and the limp was a result of a botched healing spell.”

She turned to raise her brows at Remus, whose ears were quickly turning red.

He turned the corner a step ahead of her and shooed the kids off with a mild, “Off you go, nosy buggers.”

Lily twisted her hair back into a bun. She had also heard Peter tell some of the third years that Remus had been bitten by a Mandrake.

“A Mandrake then?” Lily asked lightly, staring up at him.

Remus shrugged. There was a ghost of a smile on his mouth when he said, “Was that Peter?”

“He said you snuck into the Greenhouse at night to… harvest Marijuana,” Lily blushed at the accusation.

But Remus simply shook his head, muttering, “Fucking Wormtail, ratting me out like that. See if I keep his bedwetting secrets next time we have a movie night.”

Lily barked a surprised laugh. Remus offered a crooked smile, which suggested that he was probably lying about the bedwetting thing. You could never tell with Remus, where a lie ended and the truth began. It was an enviable knack.

They turned down a corridor.

Remus said nothing of her silence; she followed him blankly as he weeded out some gutsy (but frankly stupid) fourth years from broom closets and a few older students from classrooms. Lily stayed resolutely silent, thinking of the many other rumours that shrouded Remus in mystery.

He was pushed into a huller, duelled a giant, was bitten by Grindylows, got into a car/train crash. She could keep going. But they never explained how he’d gotten a new gash down the slope of his collarbone when she saw him yesterday.

“Remus, dear, still on duty then?”

Remus smiled warmly, “Yes, Madame Pomfrey. Lots of delinquents running wild here.”

Lily had only ever seen Pomfrey’s face in a harrowed expression, so the fact that she was smiling was unnerving.

“Mm, you’re rather well versed in that, aren’t you?”

Remus pressed an offended hand to his chest. “You wound me, really.”

It was the kind of response she would’ve expected from Black or Potter, who’d taken to calling the nurse Poppy on their own accord.

Then he blinked, smiled wearily. “No, no, you don’t wound me.” There was an inflection to his voice. As if he meant to say she ‘healed’ him, which, well – Pomfrey was a Nurse, Lily thought helplessly but she felt like she was missing something.

Pomfrey’s eyes softened. “Get plenty of rest, Remus, dear. Or I’ll have your boys to answer to.”

Remus bid her goodnight with a two fingered salute.

“She calls you Remus,” Lily noted curiously. “Not Mr Lupin. She only ever calls me Ms Evans.”

Remus looked over his shoulder at Pomfrey’s retreating back and tilted his head, considering.

“Maybe she’s making a move on me,” he said finally.

“Remus!” Lily cackled.

He grinned at her cheekily, mouth slanting into his cheek with no reservation. He looked so lovely like that; so young and mischievous.

Their conversation was abandoned when Potter came bounding through the halls and yanked Remus by the collar behind him, screaming about the wrath of a Sirius Black.

She last heard Remus cluck, “I thought we learned not to touch his motorcycle collection after last time, Prongs!”

Lily absolutely did not want to know anything about that possibly illegal lark.

God, delinquents. What a misfortune for whomever ended up with them.

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maurauderswhxre · 11 months

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blurb thought

james unironically being a genius at math.

like you wouldn’t expect it- its not that hes a dummy its just not an aptitude you would expect from him given just him being him

he’d find you at your desk frustrated at the problem being so difficult and he just comes over and saunters over you looking at what you’re doing

“hey dove, whats got you all worked up?” he asked bending down pressing a small kiss onto your shoulder

“its this stupid problem! ive been trying to solve it and the answer doesnt make sense” you groan letting your head fall back against him as he stood over you

“yeah i dont think johnny can grow -17 feet tall lovey” he giggled as he pulled your chair back and motioned you to get up from your chair

you got up groaning as he sat in your chair “yeah i fucking realize” you whine as he pulled you into his lap wrapping one arm around your waist pulling close to him as one hand took the pencil and started working on the problem

you sat there in awe as james finished the problem “i think thats the answer” he says as he puts down the pencil and pulls you into him closer “i-yeah it looks right” you said in awe as you grab your paper and saw how he solved the problem

“you’re a genius jamie” you praised him smiling brightly as you press a kiss to his cheek

“ ‘s not that hard love” he said as he explained the problem to you trying to make it simple so he doesnt loose you

“ooh i see! god such a smart boy you are” you said as turned your body completely towards him your legs dangling on the either side of his waist as you pull his face closer to yours

james chuckles his hands tentatively sneaking under your shirt rubbing small circles on your skin “yeah? you think” he smirked as he he lightly brushed his lips against yours

you nod your head smiling “i know so jamie” you said as you kissed him your arms around his neck his hands rubbing up and down your sides underneath your shirt your smile never leaving as you pull back

“you wanna help me with the rest of the problems and i’ll give you a reward later” you said temptingly as you press a kiss at the corner of his lips to which he smiled

“yeah? how about we finish up wouldnt wanna hold us back from our fun” he laughed as he turned your body around and worked through the rest of the problems

“i love you jamiee”

“thats not the answer to the question love but i love you too- now back to this problem”

#james potter x reader #james potter #james potter blurb #james potter imagine #james fleamont potter #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #mauraders #james x reader fluff #imagine

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msvanillalatte · 4 months

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Man and woman

5 year old Harry: Where do babies come from?

Sirius: You see... When there's a man and woman who love eachother dearly, they do this thing called love-

Harry: But you and uncle Moony are not man and woman.

*a minute of LOUD silence*

Remus: *not looking up from his book* That doesn't mean we don't fuc-

Sirius: MOONY! *flustered*

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lafleshlumpeater · 11 months

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being besties w/ Luci would include?- (God I feel like I'll get a lot of opposition from everyone because a lot of followers and you love marauders but oh well)

: ̗̀➛ ꜱᴏ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ?

ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗ, ᵃ ᵗʳᵒᵖᵉ, ᵃ ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵍᵉⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵖʳᵉᶠ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ'ˡˡ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᵃ ᵇˡᵘʳᵇ ᶠᵒʳ ⁱᵗ!!

lucius malfoy masterlist remus lupin masterlist

"And then, the lupin boy had the audacity to talk me down! 'you're not the only prefect around here, malfoy,' he said. the sheer disrespect!" lucius exclaimed.

the corners of your mouth twitched upwards. "how very dare he!" you tried to sound as genuine as possible, but to be honest, you found the whole ordeal hilarious.

"i know! and-" he paused for a second and sighed. "you find this funny, don't you."

your eyes glistened with mirth. "no," you continued to almost mock your best friend, continuing to braid his unnaturally platinum- blond hair. " i think it's... quite... uhm...." you try to hold your laughter in in vain, eventually letting go of his precious locks to cover your face as you snorted into your hands. "oh my god, malfoy, you are so pathetic."

"i am not pathetic!" he exclaimed in protest. "just because he's friends with them, if he wasn't he would get them in so much trouble, detentions every day-"

"hey, leave remus alone, he's done nothing to you!"

"please, just because you have a crush on him!"

lucius was muttering angrily after you had heard him practically yell the common room password and marched into the dungeons, and when you had asked him what was wrong you had expected for him to say anything except for begin to rant about one of your classmates-nearly-mates, mates. who you also happened to have a tiny crush on. but that was besides the point.

you scoffed in retaliation. "just because he got a higher mark than you in the last arithmancy test."

"you didn't deny your little crush." he ignored the snide comment directed towards himself and mocked you instead.

"i don't like him," i murmured, concentrating at the task at hand to ignore the fact you were blushing slightly. "and shut up, you're ruining your hair."

"ow!" he muttered mock- angrily as you pulled a lock of his hair. "watch how i embarrass you in front of him tomorrow."

"you watch i don't cut your hair off in your sleep, malfoy."

"i know you wouldn't, love."

he was teasing you for the nickname remus had oh-so-casually called you when asking for an extra quill the day before, and you had blushed the hardest you'd ever had before even processing what he had asked for.

cringing internally, you were quick to snap at lucius, but it was all in good intentions- that was how you two worked.

"shut up!"

"i didn't hear you complaining when he called you that," he drawled. you slapped his hands away from where they were prodding and poking at his hair, trying to figure out what style you were doing.

"leave off, you absolute menace," you hiss. "that's different."

lucius was about to come up with another witty retort when barty threw a book at the two of you from where he was trying to sleep on the sofa, his arm sprawled across his face. "shut up, both of you. i'm trying to sleep, you're worse than regulus and bellatrix."

"shut up, barty," the two of you parroted in unison.

"just because evan left you for a 'puff girl," you snorted.

this time it was an inkwell which you dodged, well- practised at the sport. "try again, my friend."

"or DON'T!" lucius practically shrieked as he failed to avoid a cushion which you smirked at. "shut up, you."

"i didn't say anything."

"yeah, well.. shut up."

"yessir."

"... don't let cissa hear you saying that."

you and barty gasped.

"malfoy!"

"ooh, kinky," barty smirked.

you flipped him off in response. "shut up."

lucius smirked. "i mean, is he wrong?"

"ooh, scandalously kinky!"

"SHUT UP, CROUCH!"

barty features bc he's my bff

anyways hope you like this<3

(i hate adding tags to things sm smh)

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writtenbymoonflower · 4 months

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Mean Messages

Your family is mean to you and Remus is protective. blunt!remus x shy!reader, fem!reader, somewhat modern au

cw: mentions of toxic family/verbal abuse. A few swear words, self deprecating thoughts.

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He hadn’t meant to see the text, honestly. He was just borrowing your phone to look something up when the text had flashed across the screen.

At first he was confused, forgetting it wasn’t his phone he was holding, wondering if he had changed his parents name in his phone to a different honorific than usual and forgotten. Secondly, the content of the message confused him. It was aggressive, surprisingly cruel, and downright insulting.

Then his confusion morphed into upset, when he realized it was you who was receiving the text. It was somehow more offensive knowing that someone was talking to his girl like that. His heart flared and ached to know that his sensitive dove had to read things like this, especially when you cared so much what family thought and how all you wanted was for them to love you. He didn’t know how to respond.

Part of him wanted to answer the text himself and give your family member a piece of his mind. Another wanted to delete the message so you would never have to read such mean words. Most of all he wanted to tuck you into his chest and keep you away from all the bad things that could hurt you. He didn’t have time to settle on a response before you came back into the room.

“Hey Rem, can I see my phone? I think Marlene was going to send me something funny she saw.” You pressed a kiss to his fluffy, mousey brown hair before reaching for the device. Remus just handed the phone over, deciding it was best to just let you read the text so he could be there when it makes you sad. You held the phone, still smiling brightly as you pulled up your messages from Marlene. You giggled as you looked at the video she had sent. Then, he saw a few more taps of your fingers before your face fell.

“I think someone else messaged you too, I saw a text flash up while I was searching for that thing.” He could see the panic flash in your eyes at the thought that he had seen the text.

“Did you read it?” You asked nervously, looking down at your socked feet. Remus decided to just put you out of your misery and talk about it. You didn’t always let him into your mind as much as he would like, maybe he could start to change that by taking the lead.

“Yeah dovey, I did.” He gave you a sad smile, emotion swimming in his honey colored eyes.

“Oh…” You trailed off. You didn’t know what to think. A small part of you was happy, as much at it ashamed you. Happy that he had this peek into your pain that you didn’t have to go through actually telling him. That maybe he could fix it and you wouldn’t even have to ask. But mostly you were worried. Worried about him asking questions and aggravating recently scabbed wounds by talking about it. You also worried about his opinions on the sender. Sure, you had your own issues with your family, but it seemed like when other people found out what your family was like they said all these scary things. They would mention words like toxic, cruel, unhealthy, manipulative.

Sure, those words sounded right. It made sense in your brain. Part of you even felt relieved when other people took issue with your family, like they were affirming all the pain and tears shed over their words and actions.

But the little “what if?” in your brain told you that maybe your family was right. Maybe you’ve tricked yourself and everyone around you into thinking you’re good.

What if Remus read the message and agreed?

What if he is about to tell you that all the things your family says about you are true. That you’ll never be good enough, that you’re a disappointment to everyone around you. You’re a burden on everyone and-

“I can hear your mind going a mile a minute, sweet thing.” He was looking at you with all the tenderness in the world. Remus thought you looked like a kicked puppy, all sad and reserved. He was trying to keep calm but his anger was brewing. No one had the right to talk to his girl like that.

He beckoned you over to sit on the couch next to him “What made them say that to you?” He asked gently.

“I don’t even know anymore. We were just talking and then it turned.” You stared down at the phone in your hands, eyes scanning the text over and over again.

“Well, my opinion biased by you being my girlfriend,” He smiled at you, leaning down to meet your eye line. “But, I think that if they can’t get their feelings across without being horrible to you, then maybe you shouldn’t take their feelings to heart, yeah?” He continued to scan your face, looking for emotion.

“Maybe.” You acknowledged his sweetness a little, though only for his benefit. Either way, he seemed happy at that. “But they do love me, you know? At least they say they do. And they’ve known me my whole life. It’s at least true to them.”

“Maybe.” Remus forced out, barely even wanting to entertain the thought that the rude message had any basis in reality. “But maybe they don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about. Or it’s easier to blame their shit on you than to do the work themselves.” He said the whole response in an even tone but the bluntness caught you off guard. Your eyes widened in shock.

“Remus, it’s not that simple. They wouldn’t be so upset if I didn’t do something.” You tried to keep your voice from quivering, still doing everything in your power to not keep his gaze.

“Maybe you did do something. But who’s to say it was wrong? Really think to yourself. Dovey, when you think of nice people, people you want to be, is it them? Would you send a message like that to someone? Someone who just wants to show you love? Because I know that’s all you want. You’re always trying to appease them and do right by your family. But you can’t spend your life begging for love from people who don’t have any to give. You aren’t responsible for them not being able to love healthily.”

Something in his words made you start to break down. Your face scrunched up awfully and your throat was clogged with emotion. Remus wasted no time pulling you into his side.

“Just because they’re related to you doesn’t mean they get to treat you like that. Sometimes, when someone speaks to you like that, it says far more about them than it does about you. I think-” He paused, searching for the right words. “I think, from what you’ve told me, they have a lot of pain. And I think that they need a way to feel better, a way to feel big, and they don’t know how to without making someone feel worse. I’m sorry they’re taking it out on you, baby. You don’t deserve that.” He punctuated his point by pressing kisses all over the top of your head. You breathed out shakily.

“Thank you.” You whispered. If Remus wasn’t so close he might not have heard it.

“You don’t have to thank me, sweet girl.” He was being extra mushy with you today, you could tell. It was funny, his sweetness felt so foreign. Almost unsettling. Though in the time you’ve been dating you’ve grown used to his small signs of affection, Remus could tell that you hadn’t grown up with many kind people, so he went out of his norm to be as adoring as you deserved in his mind.

“You’re being very sweet considering how blunt you were a few seconds ago.” You chuckled wetly.

“It’s the duality of manhood, dovey. And besides, I’m only this sweet on people who deserve it.” He pulled your cheek to his curled up lips so he could cover more sweetness over the side of your face. You could both worry about the text later, he needed to chase out all the nasty thoughts first.

#remus lupin #remus x reader #remus lupin x reader #marauders fanfiction #marauders #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #remus lupin fanfiction #remus oneshot #remus lupin blurb #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin hurt/comfort #drabble #fluff #hurt/comfort #matilda harry styles #I’m definitely reflecting at this point

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volturissideslut · 5 months

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𝕵𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗

Im stressed and want to write fluff, but most of my reqs rn are angst so let me put them off a little longer (sorry)

"Hello deer" you smile teasingly at James as he walks into the kitchen, one towel hanging loosely to his hips and another fallen to his shoulder after he had used it to dry his hair.

"morning, love" he holds back his own smile, placing a quick kiss to your collarbone before he moves around you on the stove to shuffle through the cupboards. His glasses are semi-steamed from laying on the bathroom counter and one lose wet curl hangs over his forehead "Godrick I'm hungry"

"I can imagine, how you wake up earlier than this to train for two hours is beyond me" you have barely had time to rub the sleep from your eyes before rushing up to make his breakfast. It's not like you had to, but you want to. It's nice looking after him. "I made pancakes with that new protein powder you got, the berry one" you grin at him and he's practically salivating at the smell and sound of it.

"have I told you how much I love you today?" he kisses you and steals the plate from your hands

"only about five times when I first woke up, but feel free to tell me again" you take a blueberry covered in maple syrup right off of his fork, smiling up at his playful scowl.

"We'll, I do. So much so that I'm hoi g to forgive that, you little theif" as if he isn't picking up another berry and putting it in your mouth for you.

You swallow it then point at him accusingly. "No more sharing. Eat your protein and get those gains, Potter"

"Potter!?" he takes a dramatic step back and puts his hand over his heart in offence, eyes blown wide and eyebrows scrunched "What happened to 'deer'?!"

"Eat your pancakes, Jamie" you roll your eyes, turning back to puur a new set into the frying pan for yourself

"That's more like it" he grins, placing a sticky kiss to your cheek and leaning back against the kitchen side.

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mirkwoodmunson · 1 year

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hey i’m watchin’ uhhh titanic and rose just leapt back onto the ship but like, imagine diving back into the upside down after eddie cuts the rope, chasing after him and actually rescuing him, and he’s so startled and shocked and the adrenaline of escaping the bat horde is making you both shake and gasp and he’s just grabbing your cheeks, panting and kissing you like you’re air and he’s been holding his breath — “so stupid, y/n, you’re so stupid! why’d you do that huh?? why??”

“i couldn’t let you go, eds. you jump, i jump.”

#i’m gasping i’m clutching my chest i’m hitting my emergency alert button #i thought abt this and was like I HAVE TO TELL THEM #eddie munson #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #moonie speaks #mine

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caeiestis · 5 months

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AFTER HOURS UPON HOURS OF WORK, you are finally able to make your way home but as soon as the cold November air hits your face, you have to fight the urge to run straight back into the heated building. Pulling the jacket impossibly tighter around your torso, pulling the scarf up to your nose and hands hiding in the warmth of your pockets, makes it slightly more bearable —but the runny nose and headache you've been nursing all day still won't leave you alone.

After a few minutes of walking, the constant thuds of your footfall is going straight to your head, prickling like a dozen tiny needles, again and again. The wind picks up and rain starts forming instant puddles in the streets—and it’s all just too much.

Deciding to just stay at Remus’ place today instead of walking another 10 minutes to your own, you arrive at his apartment, clothes completely soaked and droplets of excess rain water dribbling down your face. A cough makes it's way out your throat and your head feels on fire.

Swiftly taking of the drenched garnets and slipping out of your shoes, you enter your boyfriends bedroom, putting on a thick sweatshirt and a pair of comfy pants. Finally done, exhaustion creeps up your body and the nauseous feeling makes it unbearable to keep your eyes open any longer. Slipping the duvets over you and taking one of Remus’ pillows that still faintly smell like him into your arms, you slip of into a dreamless sleep.

Hours later, the sky darkened and the first few stars showing themselves, the original owner of the apartment finally makes his way home too. As soon as he enters, he knows that you are here, he can smell your scent and hear you tossing and turning in the bedroom. A smile makes its way onto his face but it’s quickly turned into a worried frown as soon as he hears you coughing and sniffling.

He navigates himself to where you're laying and fully sits down at the edge of the bed, the mattress slightly giving in to the added weight. He tries to stroke some stray hairs out of your sweaty face, but he stops when he gets a feel of your forehead—it's practically burning. A deep worried sigh interrupts the silence and he soon stands up to leave the room.

Waking up to some clattering over in the kitchen, you turn to the night stand, clock reading 6:38pm. A glass of water is placed next to it, along with it some kind of medication. Too deep in your own head, Remus’ entrance goes unnoticed. A clink of a mug making contact with the side table pulls you back into reality.

"Are you feeling better now, darling?" His voice is soft, afraid that he might cause you further pain if he speaks just the tiniest bit louder. While looking up at him he comes close, sits next to you on the bed again and strokes your face, checking if your temperature has gotten worse. It hasn’t luckily, the sleep seemed to have helped. You only hum in answer, throat too dry to form even just a short sentence.

And of course your lover notices, leaning over to grab the glass and medication.

"Here take this."

His smile is breathtaking as he looks at you, and even in your sick state you can't help, returning it and then drinking the water.

"I also made you some tea- but be careful it's still hot.

He places the now empty glass back on the table, going to ruffle your pillows and pushing you into a half laying and half sitting position.

"Wait here, i'll get you something light to eat."

But before he gets the chance to leave again, you grab his arm and he turns to you with a curious expression.

"Thank you. Truly, thank you for taking care of me." Your voice is raspy but it still brings out all your emotions of love and gratitude. He simply smiles, before taking your hand and placing a small yet lingering kiss on it.

“I’ll always take care of you."

#remus lupin x gn!reader #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin blurb #remus lupin comfort #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #remus x reader #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin #marauders #moony

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