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remuslovebot · 10 months

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Heyyyyy could you do a fix with Remus that has some sort of connection to the song snap out of it by arctic monkeys? Tyyy

gah!!! this one >>>>>

enjoy bestie <3 sorry it’s so late

𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐩 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐈𝐭 | 𝐑.𝐋

summary: Remus writes a song for The Marauders based off his jealousy and worry for you and your toxic boyfriend.

warnings: jealousy, angst to fluff, toxic relationship (not with Remus). fighting and a black eye. lmk if I missed anything! not proofread :/

pairing: rockstar!remus lupin x fem!reader

I heard that you fell in love, or near enough…I gotta tell you the truth, yeah…

Remus sang into the microphone, strumming his guitar. The other marauders watched him play, as this was the new song Remus wanted to present to them. Immediately, Sirius knew who it was about. You.

I wanna grab both of your shoulders and shake, baby. Snap out of it.

You were in a relationship with a very toxic man. He was controlling and easily jealous. He didn’t like that you were friends with the Marauders and was threatened by how Remus felt about you. Although you denied your boyfriend’s accusations because you were oblivious.

Remus finished the song and the other marauders seemed to enjoy it. Sirius liked it too but pulled Remus aside.

“Isn’t that, I don’t know, a little obvious mate?” He asked the sandy haired boy. Remus shrugged, “What do you mean?” He acted clueless.

Sirius sighed, “I know you wrote the song about Y/n,” he said. “I’m fine with it, but I just hope you know the can of worms you’re opening,” he warned.

This frustrated Remus, he finally got his feelings out on paper and Sirius was warning him about repercussions. “It’s fine, Padfoot. Okay?” He said it more like a statement than a question.

Sirius just nodded, playing with his drum sticks as he walked away.

A week later, the band recorded the song and released it. They played it at numerous concerts, each one you attended.

You sang along to song, as it was your new favorite one. Albeit you didn’t know who it was about, your boyfriend did. One night after a gig, Remus was smoking a cigarette in the back alleyway. You were at the bar with Lily and Marlene, discussing the Marauders newest single. Your boyfriend was no where to he seen and it concerned you, as he always made it a point to be by your side.

If you were being honest, you also felt a bit relieved. You hated when he hovered. Little to your knowledge, you boyfriend had cornered Remus in the alley way.

“Oi! Lupin!” He yelled. “I know that new song is about my girl,” your boyfriend shouted angrily.

Remus had a temper but it was rarely used, as he not easy to bother. But this made his teeth grit together. He dropped his smoke and stepped on it, before facing your boyfriend.

“Listen, you need to back off,” Remus defended. “I’m not going to steal Y/n from you. You won alright,” he said.

“I still don’t appreciate the way you’re looking at her. Why can’t you just cut ties with her?” He pushed Remus.

Remus backed away, getting more angry. “I’m her best friend! I’m not just going to drop her. I love her.” He pushed your boyfriend back.

With that, you boyfriend punched Remus in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Stepping outside for a cigarette yourself, you witnessed the entire encounter. You rushed over to Remus and went to his aid.

“Oh my god! Remus are you alright?” You asked, cupping his cheek. You turned to your boyfriend, “What the hell is wrong with you?” You asked angrily.

He got in your face, as Remus stood up from the ground. “He’s in love with you. That new song that you and your friends love so much is about you. He doesn’t want you with me!” He argued.

“Yeah well, right now I don’t want you with me. How dare you punch my best friend. God your a terrible person!” You yelled just as angry.

“We’re over,” you added. You boyfriend didn’t like that. “What?” He asked, walking towards you.

Remus crossed in front of you, “You heard her. It’s over”, he said, then returning the favor and punching him. Your boyfriend was knocked to the floor. Remus took your hand and led you away into the crowed bar.

After walking into the bar, you led him to the back and into the restroom. “Here, you’re bleeding,” you said, wetting a paper towel and placing it on his cheek.

He winced and you felt horrible that he was in pain.

“I’m sorry,” he said, looking into your eyes. Whenever he looked into your eyes, Remus felt like he was looking into your soul.

You stared back and old feelings began to flood. When you two were in school, you had the biggest crush on the sandy haired boy. But once you graduated you thought you needed to get over him, because there was no way he would like you back.

Little did you know, Remus was hopelessly in love with you. He wrote ‘Snap Out of It’ for you and for a reason.

You sighed, “no it’s my fault. If i never would have dated that asshole, you wouldn’t have a black eye,” you said, wiping away some blood.

“I’ll be okay. I’m glad you broke up with him,” Remus admitted, with a shy smile.

You blushed, “I am too. I guess your song worked. I snapped out of it,” you teased cheekily.

This made Remus laugh and then you laughed. Both looking into each others eyes, you captured eachother in a small kiss. It was knew and unfamiliar, the best of first kissed. His arms slid around you waist, protectively and needlessly.

As your kiss grew passionate, the drummer of The Marauders, Sirius Black walked into the restroom.

Stunned and shocked at first, he then laughed under his breath. “Well I guess the song worked,” he grinned.

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anxiouslyfred · 2 years

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A Night Off

for @dukexietyweek free day

Summary: Virgil’s day off gets taken over by friends, but at least Remus is there to give him a break and the chance to relax at the end of it all

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It was meant to be Virgil's first day off with no obligations in what felt like forever.

He'd been perfectly ready to crash out and stay in bed all day, or slouch around his house, relaxing and just watching TV or browsing the internet with nothing to do and nobody needing his attention.

It was meant to be his day off and now it was 9o'clock at night and he wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.

He'd started the morning off perfectly, just relaxing, but then Patton had called about this thing that they swore he'd absolutely love and it was happening just today, so he had to get up and go there or face them calling every hour until he did so. After that things just spiralled, with Roman and Logan, even Janus meeting him while doing stuff with the others and claiming some time for something else they all swore were the perfect ways to spend his time off from work.

None of it had been what Virgil wanted to do and none of them had listened when he begged to just go home and relax. They all seemed convinced that no matter how many evenings they did things with Virgil any days off from obligations were meant to be spent with or claimed by friends.

So here he was, finally home again, in the biggest hoodie he had, stolen from his boyfriend a while ago and curled into a ball, trying not to cry. He had just wanted a break, to relax and not interact for a while; Some time where the public didn't get to see him, and the only person possibly likely to was his boyfriend. Had that really been so much to ask?

“Sofa spiderrr?” A soft call matched by the door opening only had Virgil burying himself deeper in his knees. Remus would find him soon enough. “I brought Chinese for dinner.”

He grumbled, not turning even when he knew his boyfriend was in the same room, looking him over. “You don't look like you've spent the day on the sofa.”

Virgil just threw his phone over to Remus, expecting it to be immediately unlocked and the pictures and notes flicked through. He did wriggle his legs free of the hoodie while that happened since the smell of the Chinese was making him hungry now so he wanted to get cutlery at least to start eating.

“I am so tempted to go and be the nightmare and destructive spirit they all claim I am. We both told them this was for you to have a day off, for you to stay home and relax after everything that's been happening recently. I bet they were ignoring you saying you'd prefer to be home through all of this too.” Remus grumbled, and Virgil knew he was keeping his voice measured to avoid grating on his nerves as much as possible.

“Something like that.” Virgil mumbled, just looking at the bag, but melting when arms wrapped around him.

Remus nuzzled the back of his neck for a moment before whispering, “Next time I'll tell you that I'm plotting to have you abducted in sacrifice to Cthulhu. That'll keep them from bothering you and give you a reason to silent and mute notifications from any chat system they can contact you through.”

“Or banging the door down to rescue me from your schemes.” He tried to muster a smirk but knew it fell short. “You know Roman did that so many times when we first started dating. I literally replaced the locks so many times because of it.”

“Then I'll steal your phone and threaten everyone who tries to make you do something on your day off instead.” Remus suggested, tugging him over to the sofa with the hug, one hand grabbing the bag of take out. “Until then we are going stuff our faces and snuggle until you feel calmer again.”

#dukexietyweek2022 #dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #sanders sides #fluff #comfort #protective remus

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moraxswhore · 2 years

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Snippet for Wolfstar Bingo 2022

“Point your wand at my husband again and you won’t have a fucking hand to hold it with.” He felt Sirius take his hand and give it a squeeze before taking it away again. He felt himself calm down a bit, Sirius always had that effect on him.

((will be posted here and on AO3 on the 16th of May, my AO3 is siriusly_fruity))

( @wolfstarbingo2022 )

#wolfstarbingo2022 #wolfstar #Remus Lupin #Sirius Black #albus dumbledore #BAMF Remus Lupin #hp poa #protective remus

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regeditt · 3 months

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James: i'm so tired of listening to sirius and moony hooking up

Peter: i'm so tired of listening to you and regulus hooking up

James: don't talk about my regulus like that

Peter: no, i meant, in the sense that-

James: it's awfully quiet over on your bed, isn't it?

Peter: ...

Peter: now that was just cruel

#peter has bitches he's just private about them #protective james potter #james potter #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #jegulus #marauders #marauders incorrect quotes #remus lupin #sirius black #regulus black

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y0url0verb0y · 10 months

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*The Marauders in the great hall for dinner*

James: ...

Sirius: ...

Remus looking between the two: ...

Peter: uh soooo how bout that quidd-

Remus: PETER SHH

Sirius slamming his fork down: you mean the quidditch match where prongs KISSED my BROTHER after SLYTHERIN won?!?!

Remus: ...

Peter: ...

James: ...

James mumbling: it's not that deep-

Sirius standing up: not that deep?!?! NOT THAT DEEP?!?! Hold my motherfucking earrings moony

James: -insert loud girly scream-

meanwhile at the slytherin table

Barty and Evan: -laughing uncontrollably-

Regulus hiding his face: ...I hate them both

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #marauders #marauders harry potter #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #barty and evan #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #rosekiller #peter pettigrew #protective sirius black #regulus is so done #slytherin skittles #somebody pls hold sirius' earrings #sirius is a drama queen

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villain-crown · 18 days

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Regulus, when James asks him out: I don’t get any nicer than this and some of my needs aren’t easily met.

James, texting Remus later: If he meets my parents on Friday, I can propose on Saturday, and spend all of Sunday absolutely railing him.

James: Looks like I have weekend plans ❤️❤️❤️

Remus, giving up: you know what? RIP when Sirius finds out what you’re doing, but you honestly will deserve it.

#remus is so done #james potter #jegulus #regulus black #starchaser #remus lupin #james loves regulus #marauders incorrect quotes #protective sirius black #jegulus incorrect quotes #sirius black #sirius and regulus

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my-castles-crumbling · 2 months

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dreamless sleep - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 175

Sirius Black didn't know what it was like to sleep without nightmares until he was sixteen.

Until, late one night in their fifth year, he and Remus both fell asleep on the couch, too tired from the essay they'd been writing to move upstairs.

It was a mistake. Neither of them had meant to. And yet, when Sirius awoke so early the next morning that the greyish-blue light of dawn still shone through the windows, he was confused.

He was not on his bed.

Instead, he was laying on a firm, warm chest, inhaling the scent of chocolate and spices and safety. Enveloped in the feeling of something distinctly calm.

Remus's arms were around him.

Hardly daring to move, Sirius only sank deeper into the heavy weight of the arms, relishing in the feeling of being so protected and loved.

It was the first time ever he'd experienced a dreamless sleep.

Closing his eyes, Sirius chose to stay where he was. He would worry about what he was feeling later. For now, he was warm.

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moonstruckme · 8 months

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not sure if you’re taking requests buttttt poly!marauders but they’re kinda overprotective bfs and she sneaks out to go to a party with marlene or her girlfriends but they find out and show up at the party 💞

Hi don't worry, I am! I think it should show on the requests page linked in my pinned post, but please let me know if it doesn't, I'm still figuring tumblr out and often mess up! I hope this is alright honey, I tried to go for the angst but honestly the more I write the more suspicious I become of my inability to write our boys being anything other than soft with reader! I'll try to work on it but in the meantime I hope you enjoy this <33

cw: mention of concussion symptoms, including nausea, nothing intense or even very descriptive though

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 906 words

You’re aware that the internet had said you were supposed to avoid bright lights, loud sounds, and movement when Remus had looked it up after an unfortunate fall that morning. Just like you’re aware that when your boyfriends left you at your apartment a few hours ago, they’d been trusting you to follow those instructions. But you’re also aware that the internet had led you all to believe your concussion was mild, and that Marlene only has one birthday a year. Damned if you were going to miss it.

So yeah, you feel a bit queasy as your eyes struggle to track the movement and voices around you, but that’s nothing compared to the contentment of being with your friends. Lily has assigned herself the role of your caretaker, checking that you’re alright every few minutes and shushing anyone who raises their voice too loud around you, and Marlene has attached herself to your side, telling you how much she appreciates you in between beer-scented hiccups.

“And you’re so nice to come tonight,” she’s saying now, brushing her fingers clumsily but sweetly through your hair. “I can’t tell you how much—uh oh.”

You have a premonition of ill fate even before the hair on the back of your neck stands up, and you follow Marelene’s unfocused gaze to the curly-haired boy coming towards you.

“Happy birthday, Marls,” he says, his smile only appearing slightly strained, before he turns to you. “Hey, sweetheart. Let’s go home, yeah?”

“Jamie,” you say quietly, and Lily and Marlene leave the couch to give you as much privacy as a party allows. “What are you doing here?”

“Everyone here’s been posting, and you’re in the background of half the pictures.” His smile slips as he crouches in front of you, disappointment in his eyes. “You know you’re supposed to be resting,” he says softly. “C’mon, let’s go.”

You’re glad that he’s here instead of Remus or Sirius, who surely wouldn’t be as careful about not embarrassing you. James is less stern than the others, and though you feel a bit guilty for doing so, you press that to your advantage.

“I haven’t drank anything but water,” you say. “That’s gotta count for something, right? And look.” You brush your hair behind your ear, showing him the earplugs you’d put in before arriving. “I’m being careful, see? I’m alright, Jamie, and it’s Marlene’s birthday. Let’s just stay, both of us, okay?”

James looks nearly apologetic. “Remus and Sirius are waiting in the car.”

You groan, but allow James to pull you to your feet, waving goodbye to your friends with a pout. He supports more of your weight than you really need him to as he walks you outside, where Remus sits in the drivers’ seat of the idling car. Dread settles, along with dull resignation, in your stomach.

Sirius is in the backseat and you hope James will get in first, but he lifts you in before him, placing you between two of your three upset boyfriends. You can’t look at any of them, allowing James to buckle your seatbelt for you as an oppressive silence, worse than the bass that had brutalized your head inside Marlene’s, stretches out between you.

True to form, Sirius is the first to breach it.

“What the hell were you thinking?”

You sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“You have a concussion! All you had to do was stay home and rest. That website said that lights and loud music—say, the sort of things you’d find at a party—would only make things worse.”

Normally, you’d argue with him. No matter how hopeless it seems, no matter how obvious it is that Sirius is going to win, you can always meet him head-on and at least make your point. But tonight, with your head throbbing and something about your very being feeling fundamentally wrong, you can’t muster up the energy.

“I know,” you say.

Sirius goes silent at the acquiescence in your voice, and he looks at Remus in the rear-view mirror, unsure of how to proceed. James puts a hand on your knee, a tiny gesture of comfort even though he’s upset with you too. The motivation that had driven you to Marlene’s and through the party is wearing off, and you feel suddenly, embarrassingly teary.

“Do you feel sick?” Remus speaks for the first time, and though his voice is calm, the absence of his usual terms of endearment leave no doubt that you’re still in trouble.

You clear your throat of the tears that are trying to clog it. “A little.”

“We’re bringing you to our place to rest.” It’s not a question. “We can go get some things from your place tomorrow, but tonight you can just wear our stuff. Think you can eat something before bed?”

It’s worse that he’s being kind to you. You’d been prepared for a lecture, but being taken care of is worse. It brings the vulnerability you’ve felt since the frightening pain and dizziness of that morning to the surface, and you keep your face turned towards your lap as your eyes become wet. “Yeah, I think so,” you say, and your voice cracks slightly when you add, “I’m sorry.”

Sirius makes a sympathetic, pained sound from beside you, and James abandons all pretense of anger, tucking your head under his chin.

“We’ll talk about it later,” Remus says, a bit more gently. “For now, just try to relax.”

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chasingthestarss · 1 month

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Regulus: How does the look? *spins to show off outfit

Sirius: Horrible wear something else.

Regulus: oh… I thought this was nice.

Remus: Sirius, he is 22 you can’t make him change because his shorts are short.

Sirius: I can to! My baby brother will not be showing off all of his goods!

Regulus: So I look fine? This is just protective older brother shit?

Sirius: I guess…

Regulus: I’ll change, you’re right, only James gets to see me look this good.

Sirius: that made it worse.

#marauders era #dead gay wizards #marauders incorrect quotes #regulus black #sirius black #james potter #jegulus #remus lupin #jegulus incorrect quotes #wolfstar #protective brother Sirius black #regulus pretends to hate it #but he loves it #Sirius black pretends to hate Jegulus #but he is happy for them

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lavender-000 · 3 months

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*in the library*

Regulus: Jamie

James: yes reg?

Regulus: is my face helping you with the potions homework?

James: not really no

Regulus finally looks up from his own work but before he can respond James gives him a look causing the words to get stuck in his throat

James: I'll probably fail but at least I learned about the way your eyebrows furrow when youre struggling on a question, the ways your eyes move gracefully reading over the words of the book, the way pieces of hair fall onto your face and all I want to do is reach and brush it back.

Regulus beginning to blush responded with a quite pathetic 'fuck you potter' truly, going back to his roots.

He shields his face away trying to hide his reddening face. To his failure however, James gently grabs his chin making him look up into those beautiful brown eyes. For a moment they sit there, a pile of abandoned books on the table. For a moment it's just them, Regulus Black and James Potter. An unusual pair who complete each other. Pair who know that there's no going back-

Sirius who suddenly came into existence: JAMES FLEMONT POTTER YOU BROTHER FUCKER!

Just like that their moment was gone replaced with James looking like a deer in the headlights (ironic) and Sirius looking as dramatic as ever. Their love however, remains, it will always remain in every universe, every world, until they grow old it will just be Regulus and James together.

#regulus black #james potter #jegulus #marauders #fic ideas #sirius black #remus lupin #james x regulus #regulus x james #protective Sirius

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likeprongstostars · 5 months

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thank the marauders or i wouldn't learn how to draw animals otherwise

#its giving “don't worry kitten ill protect you” vibes #marauders era #marauders fanart #sirius black #sirius black fanart #remus lupin fanart #remus lupin #wolfstar fanart #wolfstar

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thebibutterflyao3 · 1 year

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Sirius: How long does it take for a human body to decompose?

Remus: At least three weeks, often longer. Why?

Sirius: (eyeing James) No reason.

James: (panic)

Regulus: Hurt him and you’ll find out first-hand.

#jegulus #starchaser #wolfstar #the marauders #protective regulus makes me feral #james potter kinnie #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #remus lupin

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anxiouslyfred · 2 years

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Interrogations, Threats and Apologies

Summary: So Virgil had woken up after his friends got him drunk, married to Remus and trying to get to know the man he'd latched onto in a night he can't remember. Now he's got his new husband's brother asking questions all while trying to get his luggage back from the friends who had let him wander off after having drunk more than he realised. At least his husband and brother-in-law are looking after him.

A continuation of Lost in Vegas

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From how Remus had been since waking up Virgil hadn't known what to expect from meeting his brother. He'd guessed that Roman was the more responsible one but realising by how much was absurd.

Still it had been decent until they were in the car to meet his friends and reclaim his luggage from them.

"So Virgil, you seem kind of paranoid, impulsive drunken wedding aside. Is that from a criminal past?" Roman's tone had switched to interrogating in an instant.

Remus just groaned loud enough to delay Virgil's reply. "I'd love that but seriously if you're going to interrogate start with questions that won't send my husband running."

"Also no. It's not paranoid to worry about gambling or losing your keys when drinking, especially when in Vegas." Virgil scoffed, refusing to answer the actual question.

"Then why are you in Vegas if you're so concerned over what could happen?" Roman continued to ask.

Virgil frowned, half glaring, "Why are you? Pretty sure where we're going makes it clear enough why I'm here."

"Brotherly bonding and damage control. I don't trust Remus not to get in trouble when he decides to holiday here. What do you do for a living?" The irritation at his interrogation was being ignored clearly.

"Tell managers that their premises suck and need a million things doing to meet OSHA standards. What's with all the questions?" Virgil snapped now, turning to glare out the taxi window.

"I'm just trying to get to know my brother-in-law. Everyone expected me to get married and sail into the sunset after a day of meeting my true love and I just want to know Remus's." Roman's gestures showed even in the windows reflection that he was being melodramatic.

"Wait for us to know each other before spouting true love okay, Anna. Besides family connection does not entitle you to my life's story." If Remus hadn't decided they had to hold hands Virgil would have swatted Roman to bring him back to reality.

Remus reached over to hit him anyway, using the excuse of dodging Roman's counter to push closer to Virgil. “Even I've not asked for that broman! Let the man get used to this without trying to appease you too!”

A glance at Virgil moving to allow Remus leaning into him had Roman sighing, “Okay, I can give you that, but can I at least go through the warning labels you should come carrying?”

“Oh you brought my list of kinks on holiday with us? Can I check it doesn't need updating?” Remus beamed over at his brother, an arm reaching out even as he remained pressed to Virgil's side.

Roman slapped him away, “I mean the many ways your impulses leave you likely to die, get murdered or otherwise blow yourself and everyone nearby up.”

“And Virgil's a safety inspector. If anyone's qualified to be my husband without the list of warnings you think are necessary it's him!” It would have sounded like an argument to Virgil if it wasn't obvious Remus was enjoying every moment.

He didn't hold back the snicker, finally pushing Remus away a little so he could move away from the door. “How about we focus on getting my stuff back and I get to know Remus without you trying to filter it all?”

His words to finally end the subject were perfectly timed as the taxi pulled up outside the Smoking Lion Hotel. One of his friends was stood outside, watching the street cautiously so Virgil guessed the rest of them were all inside as Remus had threatened them to be.

“Hey.” He called, climbing out of the car, immediately getting the attention of the brothers as they climbed out behind him. “Want to show me where everyone else is?”

Trevor had jumped at his call, before nodding. “You're actually okay? This husband of yours isn't some kind of criminal is he?”

“I'm questioning my judgement in friends given I don't remember ever ordering a second drink and only have missing memories from after I'd left the casino you took us to, but husband wise, well he's not insisting I move state immediately so I'm okay.” Virgil rolled his eyes, leading Remus and Roman into the entrance of the hotel and watching his friend scramble to follow.

It wasn't hard to spot the 7 others that were on this trip and Virgil was already making his way over, hand out ready for his key. “Hey guys, guess you all had a great night without me?”

“Uh, yeah, sure. Here's your key, man. Sorry about, y'know, losing you.” Mike shrugged, handing it over easily and backing off as soon as he saw Roman freeze, gaze darkening.

“You had Virgil's room key? Seriously?” Roman demanded, stepping closer to the group beside Remus.

Mike backed away a little more, glancing to Virgil uncertainly. “Yeah? He asked me to look after it if he was having a drink?” His words sounded more like a question than an explanation and he was definitely hoping for Virgil to speak up for him.

Roman straightened his posture, voice going from loud to condemning, like a lord dictating to his court, “So while you held the only way you knew of for Virgil to have a safe place to sleep tonight did you even attempt to find him after he left the casino you brought him to?”

“Dude, we yelled ourselves hoarse for him and if he wasn't such a stick in the mud maybe he could have joined us in having some fun.” Trevor argued, the murmurs and calls of agreement from others in the group seeming to be the only thing stopping him from backing away when Roman's glare turned to him.

He wasn't expecting Remus to bound away from Virgil and get into his face, ear almost forced to his mouth. “You don't sound very hoarse! In fact none of you do and none of you tried texting, calling, leaving a voicemail. Wanna give me your phone so I can show the state it should be in for that to be the case? Probably shouldn't even be in just pieces given you already know that Virgil worries about things going wrong and getting lost in Vegas is definitely up there. I should know given he's My Husband!”

“Hi, congratulations on the wedding then.” Jake squeaked. Since he'd been stood right next to Trevor he'd gotten the full effect of Remus's actions and glare.

“That doesn't sound like the apologies you should be saying. How did Virgil end up as drunk as he did?” Roman stated, meeting the eyes of any of Virgil's friends not already looking at the ceiling or floor to avoid it.

Mike turned to Virgil now, beseeching, “Come on, Virge. You know we wouldn't let you get hurt.”

“That's not answering Roman's question and right this moment I do not know that. What I know is that I left the casino because I saw Keith and Trevor refilling my glass from their own and that when I met Remus his first thought to help me was getting me some water. I might not remember the wedding, because of however much you made me drink but someone tricking me into having more and someone helping me rehydrate and start sobering up are easy to know who's more trustworthy between them.” Virgil spoke quietly, beginning to feel worn out from the emotions of the morning so far but refusing to help his friends disregard the damage their actions could have done.

“They did that too?” The exclamation was echoed by multiple guys in the group, before basically everyone took a simultaneous step backwards at the combined glare of Roman and Remus.

Remus had straightened up now, stretching his back and cracking his knuckles. “Let's revisit what I told you on the phone. I'm more than willing to defenestrate as many of you as I can before security stops me and if they don't I'll carry on carving the reasons you shouldn't trick people into drinking more than they want, let alone abandoning them when they don't feel safe. I had better be hearing some apologies right now.”

“Yeah, Sorry. Definitely should have called and we're really sorry we didn't think to try that.” Trevor hurried to say, shrinking in on himself as if he was going to bow.

“Should have listened to you about making sure nothing was done to your drinks rather than being the ones to do that and I'm really sorry for doing it.” One of the friends Virgil hadn't known long enough to remember the name of carried on.

Keith took a deep breath, flinching at the expectant stares the brothers turned on him. “I – I apologise. I thought we'd be helping you relax and stop worrying about all the shit you talk about but it was wrong of me, of us. I'm sorry for planning this, for pushing you so far out of your boundaries.”

A few others in the group spoke up, each getting closer to genuine apologies until Roman looked away. “I'm sure your apologies will continue in changed behaviour once you're all back home again. If I know my brother at all he'll be there to ensure it's so, otherwise help his husband in finding new friends and cutting all of you out completely.”

“Remus has said that, although don't be surprised if in a few months he's convincing me to move to your state. Can I go and get my things, or at least change into clean clothes now?” Virgil muttered, glancing up at the stairs.

Since he'd come down them the night before his life had undoubtedly been changed, but right now he just wanted to imagine it wasn't a lonely mess that awaited him if Remus ever gave up on this drunken marriage.

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