#remus dialogue

[ddejavvu]

hi lovie! just had a thought of remus not being able to prepare the reader for him and going “deep breath, baby” cause this man has massive cock and that’s it

this post is 18+, minors dni.

"It's gonna hurt," Remus hums, low and sweet as he presses a kiss to your flushed cheek. It's hot with lust and exhilaration, and he noses at the other one while your stomach clenches in anticipation.

"I can take it," You vow, and you really mean it, even if Remus is convinced it'll take time. You've seen him before, and he's impressive to say the least, but you're aching and wet, and there's nothing you want more than to feel Remus's thick cock slip into your eager cunt.

"Relax," He warns you, keeping his face pressed to yours, breathing in tandem with you and brushing his lips against your nose from proximity alone, "Relax, dove, y'hear me?"

"I'm relaxed," You promise, forcing your muscles to un-tense themselves. You feel the head of his cock prod at your slit, although it doesn't offer much resistance until his full circumference breaches your hole. All at once it's too thick, too big, too much, and you tense up again, thighs and stomach and hands all clenched as you gasp in a breath of air.

"Breathe, sweetheart, breathe," Remus coaches, stopping in his tracks, "Deep breath, baby, you're alright. We'll go slow."

"No, I can take it," You repeat, less confident this time, and nearly breathless, "Remus, I- I can take it."

"I know y'can," He croons, pressing another sticky warm kiss to your face, tucked between your nose and your cheek, "Just be patient, sweet thing. You can have it all, I promise. Just wanna make sure I'm not gonna rip you t'pieces, love."

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[bellatrixscurls]

remus lupin has a fucking tongue piercing, idc.

but of course, being so shy, he doesn’t tell you. instead, you find out the first time he begs to eat you out.

you are desperate as it is, clawing at his big arms as they settle on your stomach, rubbing soothing circles there. he lowers his head, pressing a sweet kiss to your clit first, causing you to buck up your hips. “fuck you, rem...” you whine, but he finds it funny, adorable.

he chuckles in a way that makes you want to smash your lips into his, but he beats you to it as his tongue darts out, licking a stripe up your cunt that sends a shiver up your spine. but wait.

“r-remmy!” you whimper, feeling something cold against your hot aching cunt. “tongue... o-out” he looks up at you in surprise, but obeys nonetheless, his tongue lulling out, presenting it to you.

and then you see it. a tongue piercing. remus lupin and a tongue piercing. the same remus lupin who struggled to ask you out for the first time a few months back. you couldn’t believe your eyes.

he looks at you expectantly, half waiting for you to run away from him for merlin knows what reason, because everyone knows that remus is the biggest overthinker.

but instead, your fingers press into the nape of his neck, forcing him back against you. “you drive me crazy, remus lupin.”

and he grins. he grins like a fucking maniac.

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[thyme-in-a-bubble]

maroon

kinktober, day twenty-four

a/n: ....can you tell I've rewatched vampire diaries this autumn?

warnings: vampire!remus lupin x reader, smut, established relationship, penetrative sex, dirty talk, biting, blood

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Cheek smooshed, your drool nearly smeared against the wallpaper as Remus rocked into you, arms tight around your midsection as his face buried itself deeper into the crook of your neck, groaning deliciously against it with every fevered thrust of his hips. 

But suddenly his light pecks unravelled into something else as you felt his sharp teeth pierce your goosebump-ridden flesh. Blood trickled out of the wound, just as it had from the bite he had given your inner thigh just 10 minutes earlier, the unexpected second taste caused your balance to begin to fail you, sending your body back against his. 

“Wow,” swiftly retracting both his fangs as well as his girth, “I’ve got you,” his hold tightened around you as you dropped like a ragdoll, “you okay?” 

“Mhm,” you hummed weakly, blinking back at him with stary eyes. 

“Sorry, love,” he scooped your frame up into his arms as a soft chuckle rumbled within him, “your neck was just too alluring not to have a bite…” 

Taking a few steps towards the bed, he let your body drop to the mattress, your front melting down against it. Fingers twisting in the sheets, you felt his chest against your back once more, pressing you further down as he purred, “you know, this wouldn’t be a problem if you just let me turn you,” his tongue lapped up the streak of crimson that still flowed from your neck, “when are you gonna let me do that, huh? Just say yes and we’ll be together forever…”

© 2023 thyme-in-a-bubble 

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[amiableness]

paring: remus lupin x fem!reader

please keep in mind i have not written smut in so so long, and if i do write more i promise it will be better

this 18+!

You were meant to be deeply engrossed in your Charms studies, scanning over your notes, striving to commit every detail to memory. With the exam just a week away, your preparations could have been better, and you found yourself with limited knowledge of the subject. The urgency to study weighed heavily on your mind, a nagging reminder of what you should have been doing.

And you really should have been studying.

“Fuck, y’feel so good, dove.” Remus hisses, voice heavy with lust. He’s enamored with the sight of you. Bare and on your back for him, taking him so easily.

His cheeks are dusted pink, hair a mess from where you had carded your fingers through it just a mere minutes ago. His eyes are dark, trained to the sight of his cock sliding into your soaked pussy. Large palms cradling the backs of your thighs, keeping you pinned open for him. 

“Rem-” You cry out, voice hoarse from the whimpers that have been leaving your lips for the better part of an hour. He can’t get enough of you, the way you look so ruined for him, and he’s only made you come once.

“What, baby? Tell me what you need.” He coos, reaching up to thumb away the tears sliding down your cheeks. Your lips part, yet no words escape, lost in the feel of Remus thrusting back into you, unable to form a coherent response.

His thumb dips down, rubbing firm circles onto your clit, “C’mon, dove. Use your words.” Your back arches with the added stimulation, tits bouncing to the rhythm of his thrusts. Remus grins, ego fed by the sight of you below him.

“Harder, please.” You murmur, your voice unrecognizable, its tone gravelly from your whimpers and whines. Your lashes flutter, eyes fighting to stay open, struggling to maintain focus on him. Remus obliges, snapping his hips into yours, ripping a harsh scream from your throat. The new pace he sets is brutal, your hands grip onto the sheets in an attempt to steady yourself.

“Jesus, I can’t get enough of you,” He groans, thrusts turning sloppy and rough. “I love you. S’much.”

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[ameliora-j]

any mean remus headcanons? (nsfw)

content: mean!remus, smut under the cut, degradation, pussy spanks, cnc, biting, bruises, free use, spit, cum feeding, cum eating, free use

𐐪𐑂 it’s no secret that remus is at his meanest when his furry little problem is beginning to make an appearance

𐐪𐑂 you’re quite literally the light of his life, so he would never even imagine being a semblance of unkind to you

𐐪𐑂 but moony on the other hand…

𐐪𐑂 a lot of his ‘mean’ is just snippiness and tons of attitude

𐐪𐑂 until your third full moon with him when you’ve had absolutely enough of him

𐐪𐑂 you’ve been nothing but kind and doting, and remus does appreciate it truly

𐐪𐑂 but for some reason, moony can’t help it when you ask if he needs anything and he snaps back ‘yeah, get away from me’

𐐪𐑂 and usually you’d just glare and walk away… but today you bite back

𐐪𐑂 ‘remus john lupin, i have been nothing but kind to you! i’m not going to let you keep treating me this way!’

𐐪𐑂 ‘if you want to be angry then fine, be angry. but if you want a way to let it out i’ll be having a bubble bath’ as you walk away huffily

𐐪𐑂 it’s a few minutes before rem realizes that it was actually an invitation

𐐪𐑂 then he’s rushing into the bathroom ‘you mean it? i… i can use you to…’

𐐪𐑂 he’s all blushy and can barely get his sentences out

𐐪𐑂 ‘yes rem, i mean it. but not if you don’t cut the attitude with me’ you glare as your bending over to turn on the bath water

𐐪𐑂 remus growls

𐐪𐑂 actually growls behind you and is dragging you back to the bedroom before your fingers can even grip the faucet

𐐪𐑂 ‘you don’t know what you’re asking for, baby’ as he throws you on the bed

𐐪𐑂 rips your clothes off and slaps your pussy if you say anything about it

𐐪𐑂 ‘i’m not stopping unless i hear a safeword, bitch. so cry all you want’

𐐪𐑂 and he absolutely means that shit

𐐪𐑂 you can scream and cry and try to writhe away

𐐪𐑂 scream stop, no, please, help, anything you want

𐐪𐑂 unless he hears the word ‘red’ come out of your mouth, he’s not going to stop until he’s satisfied

𐐪𐑂 even if it means fucking you within an inch of your life… and around a full moon? that’s exactly what that means

𐐪𐑂 he’s hitting all the right spots in your pussy, marking you with his teeth, spitting on you, bruising your hips with his grip

𐐪𐑂 full moon rem is absolutely unforgiving when he fucks you

𐐪𐑂 you look like his chew toy when he’s finished

𐐪𐑂 he gets like four rounds out of you, each on with at least three orgasms

𐐪𐑂 STAMINA

𐐪𐑂 i’m talking he can cum four times and still be ready to go, he only takes breaks in between rounds for your sake

𐐪𐑂 he doesn’t want to actually hurt you

𐐪𐑂 absolutely loves the way you look after he’s finally finished with you

𐐪𐑂 heaps of his cum spilling from your used pussy

𐐪𐑂 your cunt red and raw with how harshly he’d used it

𐐪𐑂 his teeth marks sunken deep into your skin, a mess of cum, sweat, tears, and saliva dripping off your body

𐐪𐑂 ‘my poor little slut’ he pouts ‘can’t just leave you like this, can i? been such a good little whore for me, gotta clean you up so that you’re ready for the next time i use you’

𐐪𐑂 goes ham eating your pussy. it’s not a gentle clean up by any means

𐐪𐑂 he’s licking and sucking and nipping in all the right places, making obscene noises between your legs

𐐪𐑂 your wriggling and pushing is useless as you try to get him away from your overworked center

𐐪𐑂 he simply wraps his arms around your legs and holds you down by your waist

𐐪𐑂 ‘stay still you stupid whore’ as he slurps his cum from your hole ‘let me finish my dessert’

𐐪𐑂 even after you cum he doesn’t stop

𐐪𐑂 he’ll keep cleaning your cunt with his mouth until your body is shaking and you’re all but sobbing

𐐪𐑂 then he’ll come up like he’s gonna kiss you, force your mouth open, and spit all of his and your cum into your mouth

𐐪𐑂 ‘that’s my good little cum dumpster. swallow it all princess’ he cooes mockingly

𐐪𐑂 kisses you softly when you do

𐐪𐑂 the aftercare is immaculate

𐐪𐑂 a nice bubble bath and a massage while he whispers how much he loves you and how thankful he is and how lucky he got with you

𐐪𐑂 from then on, you become remus’s free use toy every full moon week <3

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[melodramaschild]

Remus during full moon week and just complaining about everything and glaring at everyone in the common room but also laying on your chest while you put flowers in his hair and braiding it

Fem!reader w bigger boobs but I’m pretty sure that flat chested girlies can picture themselves too <3 || non sexual nakedness

Also changed it into after school life bcs it feels strange to write for school when I graduated and now I have a job

Everything is wrong. The noises, the way the sun has the audacity to shine, the way the food taste weird and the way that it’s way too hot for a simple another spring day.

But you managed to take this grumpy boy on a walk. Your hand is in yours and you drag him through the woods that allows you to hide is some shadows. He’s bitching around about how hot it is and how sweaty it is.

You can’t help but laugh. “Ey! Don’t laugh, chopsy girl! I know yar laughing’ at my voice.” He frowns. “I’m so sorry Rem, you truly do sound funny when you ramble around like that.” you chuckle and give him a quick kiss on his parted lips.

When you find some pretty place, you lay a blanket there and dragging Remus down to your side. It ends up with Remus laying down on your breasts, rambling about something, very sweet. His hand is firmly placed on your waist, squeezing you there and rubbing your skin.

He doesn’t know that he’s holding you a bit too much, but you let him, actually loving how his touch feels.

You’re laying there for a few minutes when Remus annoyingly grumbles. “Y/n,” he huffs. “What it is, darling?” You ask him and a meek smile flies over his face.

“Want to feel them, please.” He eyes your breasts that are hiding under your T-shirt. “You just laid on them.” You tease him. “Noo,” he whines. “Skin to skin, please, want to see my babies.” He looks like a little kid and you have to laugh.

You take your T-shirt off, your bra leaving too and you free your breasts, feeling the weight of them. You quickly bring your arm to hold them, maybe cover yourself too. It still feels a bit odd to be naked in front of him if you’re not shagging.

“No no, don’t hide yourself please.” Remus cooes so softly, leaning onto you until you are back on your back. Remus tugs your arm away and he lays his head down on your breasts. His cheek is squished against them and he purrs like a cat.

“They’re always so soft and warm.” He smiles and nuzzles into your breasts. He lays there for a long time.

Suddenly he feels calmed again. He isn’t bitching around anymore. He’s actually quite and listing to your soft heart beat. Then he feels your nails smoothly scratching his scalp, brushing over his hair.

He closes his eye, enjoying everything in this moment. He’s slowly falling asleep. The lukewarm wind is stroking his cheek, he’s listing to birds and to your heart, receiving warmth from your body and then and then… he’s asleep, mouth hanging open and a little saliva drop is escaping his mouth, just on your breasts.

You let him, you don’t really mind. You braid little wild flowers that are around the blanket into his hair. You cradle his rosy cheek, he looks so angelic and like a little fairy.

You snap a quick pictures of him. You don’t really mind that your breasts are in the picture, nor your face. Because Remus taught you about the beauty in nakedness and you couldn’t be more grateful.

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[msmoony7]

Bookshop Romance

Remus Lupin x Reader

word count: 5.65k

fluff

Note: hope you guys enjoy! i'm going to be posting this on AO3 as well if you want to check it out there too. same username as here!

The bookstore is your favorite spot in town. You just love sitting in there and reading books. And the people watching as customers come in and out is another favorite activity of yours. You’ve lived in this town for a while now, ever since you graduated from university. The town is small and was just what you were looking for at this point in your life when you decided to move away from home. Your apartment is tiny, but you loved it regardless. It’s decorated with pictures and posters and trinkets, most of which are from the thrift store in the town. Your prized possession is your record and book collection, which takes up an embarrassing amount of space in your home. You love it anyways.  

You discovered the bookshop quickly after you settled into your new home. You were on a walk exploring the town when the small sidewalk sign on the outside drew you in. Almost like it was meant to be. Since then, you’ve entered the door hundreds of times and plan on entering a hundred more. 

You got a job at the local bakery, which gave you enough money for rent and other necessities, along with spending money. You integrated nicely into your small town living. You even made friends with the workers at the bookstore due to your frequent visits.

Your visits were sporadic but regardless, you developed a routine for what your visit would look like. You start off by grabbing a coffee at the cafe inside the shop,sometimes bringing along a little treat from the bakery. Then, you sit down in the cafe area and read however long your heart desires. You’ve spent as little as twenty minutes here and as long as seven hours. You love the simplicity of your routine and you do it as often as your life allows.

Today, you enter the bookstore and make your way to your usual spot in the back. Although very few people are ever in here at the same time, you still like to be in your own little world away from everyone. You reach into your tote bag and pull out the book you’re currently reading. 

After a while of reading, you finally finish your book and your coffee. You make your way into the bookshelves to find your next read. Once in the aisles, you stumble upon a young worker putting books onto the shelves. You know every worker here by name, so you know that this is a new employee. You watch him from afar, mesmerized by his beauty. He has dark blonde hair that’s almost brown and has some curls. He’s bent over, but he looks pretty tall, and he’s wearing a brown and green striped knit sweater with brown corduroy pants and Dr. Martens. You didn’t think you believed in love at first sight but upon seeing this man, you’re rethinking your beliefs. He looks perfect and you can’t help but stare at him. You bring the strength to pull yourself away and you peruse the shelves some more before settling on a book that you’ve been meaning to read for a while and go to the register to check out.

“Hey, y/n, how’ve you been?” Lily, a worker who quickly became your best friend, asks you.

“Doin’ good, thanks. You?”

“Great,” she smiles. “Saw you eyeing up the new worker in the stacks,” she says with a teasing tone and cheeky smile.

“I was not!” you say, feeling the heat rise in your face.

“He’s cute, I don’t blame you. He’s pretty quiet, though. Keeps to himself. Too quiet for me, but perfect for you!”

“Oh god, Lil, you better shut it before he hears.”

“Oh calm down I’m just messing. He works every Saturday, though. So I expect to be seeing you here a lot more frequently.”

“Goodbye, Lily. I’ll see you soon,” you say with a laugh as you walk away.

“Every Saturday!” Lily shouts as the door is closing behind you. 

You shake your head as heat fills your cheeks once more. You haven’t been with a guy in a while and the thought of having a new crush simultaneously thrilled you and filled you with anxiety. 

You stop by the grocery store on the way home. Chicken was cheapest, so you made that for dinner along with some rice and asparagus. You love to cook, so you spend any time not at the bookstore in your kitchen. Once you finish eating, you light a fire in your fireplace and put on a record as you cozy up on your couch and begin reading the book you just bought.

—

The next few days go by slowly. The image of the cute new worker is etched in your brain and you find yourself thinking about him all the time. After what feels like years, Saturday finally comes around again and you find yourself getting ready to head to the bookstore. Your visits to the bookstore in the past were frequent but never consistent. You made your visits there around your schedule and would go whichever day fit best. Now, you feel a little silly planning your trip so specifically just to see a boy. But frankly, you don’t find it within yourself to let it impact you too much.

You put on your jacket and leave for the bookstore. It’s the beginning of winter, so you walk as quickly as your feet can carry you. The ten minute walk feels like 20 in the cold but finally, you enter the shop. Lily hears the bell ring and looks up to greet the customer and once seeing that it’s you, she laughs out loud.

“Not. A. Word,” you mutter to her as you head to your seat. It has a perfect view of the register, so Lily shoots you winks every now and then - knowing that you can see her and that she can see you - all of which you roll your eyes in response to. 

The bookstore is small, so conversations can be heard from across the store. About an hour into reading your book, you hear Lily talking to the boy. “Hey Remus,” she all but shouts to him, knowing that you’re listening. “Can you go by the register while I wipe down the tables?” Remus, you think. That’s a cute name.

You can’t hear his response but he appears in your viewpoint a minute later. You find yourself staring at him once more. He sits down at the chair behind the register and begins reading a book. He looks perfect sitting there and you can’t help but stare. 

“You’re welcome!” Lily shouts at you, knocking you out of your trance.

“Lily, he can hear you!” you whisper, trying to get her to be quiet.

“Yeah, whatever. With all your staring, I’m sure he’ll catch on eventually anyways. You know you’re visible from the register, right?” she teases. “I’ll be sure to put in a good word for you,” she says as she nudges your shoulder. She leaves to go back to the front of the store and leaves you to your book.

The next time you look up from your book, you realize that it’s almost time for the shop to close. You see Remus and Lily both doing their closing duty tasks and sheepishly get up from your table, embarrassed that you stayed there this long.

“Bye, Lily,” you say to her as you leave the store.

“Bye, y/n,” she winks at you, Remus right by her side. You avoid Remus’s eyes as you leave the store, already counting down the days till next Saturday.

— 

Almost as slowly as last week, Saturday finally rolls around once more. You get to the bookshop a little later than you normally do. You only have a little bit left in your book to read, so you decided to spend your day doing other things, like running errands, and would finish the book at the shop.

“Almost thought you weren’t going to show up,” Lily says jokingly when she sees you walk in.

“I swear, you’re going to be the death of me.” You settle into your spot and do the same thing you’ve been doing the last few weeks. The simplicity and the repetition of your Saturday routine pleases you and has become something that you look forward to.

You ease into your novel and become wrapped in it, very close to the end and very excited to finish it. You hear Lily ask Remus to clean the tables, making a mental note to yell at her later, but go back to focus on your book. One, because you want to finish it. But also because it would help you avoid eye contact with him.

Finishing the book takes a little longer than expected. Stealing glances at Remus a little too frequently probably didn’t help. You finally finish and close your book and rest it on the table. 

“I really like that book,” you hear Remus say from a few feet to your left as he’s cleaning a table.

“Oh, yeah. It was really good. Kinda sad I finished it, though. I didn’t want it to be over.” You can feel your heartbeat quickening as you look up to meet his eyes. You have been daydreaming about talking to him since you met, and you can’t believe it’s finally come true.  

“I can give you some recommendations, if you’d like.” He speaks with a quiet voice. 

“Yeah, sure. That sounds nice.” You get up from your seat and he walks you to the shelves to show you some books. 

“This is one of my favorites,” he says, grabbing a book from the shelf. 

“I’ll be sure to check it out. Thanks.”

“No problem,” he smiles. “I’m Remus, by the way.”

“Y/N,” you smile back.

You begin walking over to the register to purchase your book. Once you turn the corner from the book stacks, you see Lily silently cheering for you.

“Oh he’s totally into you too.”

“Oh hush. Just ring me up.” You blush as you hand her the book.

—

Making the weekly trip here quickly becomes your favorite day of the week. Over the last few weeks, you’ve grown closer to Remus. He’s given you countless book recommendations and have given him some in return. You hangout with him in the shop during his shift, often earning teasing glances from Lily. You’ve learned a little bit about him from small talk through your hangouts. He’s a year older than you and he's from Wales. Like you, he liked the small atmosphere of the town and was drawn to it, and his two best friends moved here also. He just recently moved to town at the end of fall and the first thing he did was get a job here at the bookstore.

This week's visit to the bookstore happens to fall on Valentine’s day and you were hoping that Remus would be working, not knowing if he was dating anyone. Remus has set up Lily on a date with one of his friends, so you knew that she wouldn’t be working tonight.

You open the door to shop, the bell ringing as you enter. You see Remus at his usual spot behind the counter, which sends a bit of relief through you knowing that he wasn’t out with anyone else. Upon hearing the bell, he looks up and makes eye contact with you, giving you his usual smile before continuing to help out the customer. 

You make your way to your usual seat and move forward with the weekly routine that’s been in place since Remus started working here: come to the store, read a book Remus recommended, talk with him about it, buy another one of his recommendations, give him a recommendation if he needs one, and repeat the next week.

You sit like this for about an hour, content with your book and your coffee. You hear the bell ring and glance up to look at the counter and notice that Remus isn’t there and you feel a pit grow in your stomach. Maybe he is going out tonight, you think to yourself while sighing, and you go back to reading your book. You feel silly for letting yourself get so attached to a boy you just met.

The bell at the store rings once more a few minutes later and although you can’t see the door from your seat, you see Remus getting back to the counter holding a bouquet of flowers. Every bit of hope that you had that he may be single leaves your body in that very moment and you feel just about ready to cry.

You decide it’s time for you to leave, not wanting to see whoever those flowers are for. You grab your book and just as you turn around, you see Remus walking towards you with a book in hand. You try to act normal, but are sure that somehow, there’s a mix of sadness, panic, and joy on your face all at once.

“Hi Y/N, where’re you going?” he says with a small frown.

“ I was just gonna head home and finish reading this there,” you reply softly while waving the book up to show him which one it is, trying not to show your disappointment. “I actually really like it,” you continue, “I’ll probably end up finishing it tonight.”

“I’m glad you like it, it’s one of my favorites. Here’s another one I think you’d like,” he says while handing you the book.”

“Thanks,” you smile. “Can you ring me up for it on my way out?”

“I already bought it, consider it a Valentine’s day treat,” he says, causing you to blush. “So, you don’t have any plans tonight?” You feel your breath hitch in your throat, hoping this is leading where you’ve always dreamed it will.

“I don’t,” you say intrigued, tilting your head slightly. 

“What do you think about coming over to my place? I can cook dinner and you can finish reading that book, maybe we can watch a movie, or listen to music,” he rambles on nervously. “I don’t really care what we do. Completely up to you.” He adds on, smiling anxiously as he awaits your answer.

You are smiling giddily and probably look a little crazy, but you can’t help yourself. This moment doesn’t feel real. Your wishes are finally coming true.

“I’d love that,” you reply as quickly as your voice can after processing what just happened. “But who’re those flowers on the counter for?” you question.

“Oh, I forgot,” he says while running back to the counter. He grabs them and walks back over to you, carrying the bouquet of deep red roses scattered with baby’s breath flowers in between. “These are for you. I didn’t want to come right up with these and scare you off, or in case you were dating anyone or said no. Although with the weekly visits and the way you always stare at me, I didn’t really think you had one anyways.”

“I don’t stare!” you yell before putting your face into your hands, mortified. Because you spent a lot of time staring at him. Remus pulls your hands down and tilts your head up by your chin to meet his eyes as if to say Yes, you do. “I don’t stare,” you insist.

“Right, whatever you say,” he mocks. “Are you ready to go? I took the rest of the night off.” 

“You took the night off? And what if I said no,” you tease while gathering your things.

“I had a hunch you’d say yes,” he replies. “And Lily told me you would.”

“You asked Lily?” you almost yell, causing him to laugh.

“Of course I did. I wasn’t really looking to get rejected.”

“I can’t believe she didn’t tell me. But yeah, I’m ready to go.” He grabs your bag and swings it over his shoulder. He opens the door for you and the pair of you leave the store. Once outside, he begins leading you in the direction of his home. 

“How far do you live?” you ask. 

“I have a small house on the outskirts of the town. About a twenty minute walk if you don’t mind walking.”

“Yeah that's perfect.” The two of you begin the walk to his house. Casual chit chat fills the air as the two of you get to know more about each other, getting closer together as the walk progresses. You point out your apartment building to him when you pass it. 

“I almost moved in there,” he says to you.

“Why didn’t you?”

“You’ll see when we get to mine.”

“Well what’s that supposed to mean? I like my place,” you tease as you continue walking, following Remus wherever he goes. 

“Oh I’m sure your place is great. And I’d love to see it one day. But my place is amazing. You’ll see.” He has a smile etched onto his face and is walking joyously towards his house.

The rest of the walk is filled with comfortable silence. As you walk further and further from the center of town, you wonder where Remus is taking you. Although you’ve lived in this town for what feels like forever now, you haven’t ventured this far into the outskirts.

Finally, Remus starts slowing down. The two of you make it to a little cul de sac that only people who live here would go down. There are three houses, each with a long driveway and trees scattered around for separation and privacy. He leads you to the house to the right and begins walking down the driveway with you. Just as he thought, your jaw quite literally drops when you see his house. It's quaint and perfect. The walls are green and there's some stone, brick, and wood throughout for contrast. Vines line the walls and there's a beautiful front porch that looks like it wraps around to the back. 

“Holy shit, Remus. How on earth did you find this place? This house is gorgeous.”

“Thanks,” he smiles. “I built it.”

“You what?!”

“My friends and I wanted to live near each other. We were looking for an area to move into and I stumbled on this place. We bought the land and built the houses. That house across the way is my mate James’ and the one in the center belongs to Sirius.” 

“Remus you’re amazing. This house is amazing,” you gush at him.

“You haven’t even seen the inside yet. C’mon.” He grabs your hand and leads you inside the house. You didn’t think anything could top the outside of the house, but Remus Lupin was full of surprises. There was a huge bookshelf that made your own collection look tiny. The fireplace was extravagant and has pictures lined up on the mantle. Much like your house, his was filled with trinkets and frames lining the walls. One frame shows him and two other boys that you assume to be James and Sirius. There are more group pictures lining his walls. You wonder which one he set Lily up with.

He has a record player off to the side and his collection is just as big as yours. “Pick a record,” he says as he guides you over to the table that houses his record player. You flip through his collection – of course he has it alphabetized by the artist's last name. So do you – and stop when you get to David Bowie.

“I love Bowie!” you shout as you pull out The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust, your favorite album by him. “Here.” You hand him to record and he smiles and laughs as he puts it on.

“That’s my favorite album too.” Five Years starts playing and he walks around to finish giving you a tour. The kitchen is just as nice. The cabinets are green, slightly lighter than the outside of the house, and there are wood and gold accents along with wood floors. There’s a small table in the kitchen and a large island, perfect for cooking. Next is the main bathroom, which is also green, and has numerous plants inside. He walks you upstairs and briefly shows you his bedroom, green again and filled with many books, and the three extra bedrooms, one of which is his office. 

Lastly, he leads you back downstairs and out the back door to the backyard. You were right, the porch does wrap around the back. Lights and plants line the porch. He turns on the outside lights to reveal a fenced in backyard engulfed by trees. Two bigger trees are inside the fence and in between a hammock is hanging. There’s a fire pit with chairs surrounding it and lights strung all around the backyard. Amazingly, there is an inground pool that’s covered up by a tarp.

“Remus, this is amazing. I can’t believe you built this.”

“Thanks. You haven’t even seen the best part.”

“You keep saying that and it keeps getting better. I don’t know how you can top this backyard.”

“Look up.”

“What?”

“Look up,” he says again.

You listen to him and look up at the night sky and you’re met with the most beautiful view of the sky you’ve ever seen. The stars and the moon are shining so brightly, It’s like the sky was created by Remus himself and you were seeing it for the first time.

“How the hell does the sky look like this,” you whisper in awe.

“This was the selling point for me. I sit on the hammock and just stare at the sky for hours.”

“This really is amazing. You’re lucky to have this place, you put a lot of effort into it.”

“Thanks, I really did. It took a lot of building and planning, but I’m so happy with where it is right now. Anyways, you must be hungry, let me start cooking. How does chicken sound?”

“Sounds great,” you reply. He takes your hand and leads you back inside to the kitchen. He pulls out the chair at the kitchen table and motions for you to sit. You mutter a small thanks as he lights a few candles on the table and begins grabbing all the ingredients. Before he begins prepping, he puts on an apron that says, “Kiss The Cook,” causing you to laugh.

“Hey. James bought this for me and it’s the only one that I have,” he says defensively, busting out into a laugh.

Conversation falls naturally upon the two of you and you learn more about Remus as he cooks for you. His favorite color is, shockingly, green. He also loves to cook. He and his friends do weekly dinners and this usually falls upon Remus to cook but he doesn’t mind. Sirius and James bring the drinks and desserts and Remus says they always have a good time. 

“You know the bakery down the street from the bookstore? They usually get the desserts from there,” he says as he plates up the food.

“You’re lying. I work there! What do they look like, I bet I’ve seen them.”

Remus smiles as he goes to the living room and comes back with a photo of the three of them.

“I do recognize them! They come in all the time. I always slip them something extra.”

“You’re the one that’s been doing that? They’re gonna freak when I tell them the girl I’ve been swooning over is the same one that’s fueling their sweet tooth.”

“You’ve been swooning over me?” you joke at him. He just blushes in response and looks at his chicken. You smile at your mutual ability to stun each other and start cutting up your chicken.

“I think this is the best chicken that I’ve ever eaten,” you say to him after taking a bite.

“You’re just trying to make me blush.”

“Well yeah. But I’m serious, this chicken is really good. Next time, I’ll cook for you.” “I’d like that,” he says with a smile. 

Once the two of you finish your meal, you make your way to the living room where Remus puts on a new record. You settle onto the couch as he starts a fire. He sits next to you, grabs a blanket, and drapes it across the two of you as he hands you your book, filling you with confusion.

“Finish the book,” he says.

“It’s fine. I’ll finish it when I get home.”

“No, trust me. I don’t mind. Sitting here with you is all I need.” You blush in response to his words and you open the book. You have less than 30 pages left, so you shouldn’t be busy for too long. His arm wraps around you and you cuddle closer into him as you hold open the book. Sometime later, you close the book and look up to see him staring at you.

“How was it?” he asks.

“Really good. I’m glad you recommended it to me.”

“Me too.”

The two of you stare into eachothers eyes for what feels like an eternity, neither one of you willing to make the first move. With a wave of confidence, you lean in to break the distance between your lips and his. His lips are soft and you move slowly at first. After a few seconds, you tear away from him and go to look him in the eyes once more. Before you can do this, he pulls you in by your cheeks and locks his lips to yours, this time with more passion. He pushes you back without breaking contact until your back is on the couch and he lies on top of you. He pulls away for a second, with nothing but Bowie and the south of your breath filling the room.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that,” you say breathlessly.

“Trust me, I do,” he says before going back in. Your hands comb through his hair as his roam your body. Every touch of his feels electric and you can’t imagine a life without his touch. The sound of the doorbell ringing surprises both of you, Remus so much that he falls off of the couch, causing you to laugh. He shoots you a glare before going to answer the door.

“Moony, how’d the date go!” you hear a man shout as he barges in the house. You hear two pairs of footsteps, three if you count Remus’s, walk into the living room and you lock eyes with James and Sirius as they sit on the opposing couch.

“Oh shit! You’re the bakery girl! Moony, why didn’t you tell us you were in love with the bakery girl!” the long haired man says to his friend before turning to you. “He’s been pining over you for weeks. Can’t believe he finally got the guts to ask you out.” 

“How was I supposed to know she was the bakery girl!” he shouts in defense. “Now we were kind of in the middle of something. Can you go?” You laugh at the banter between the boys.

“Ouch, kicking us out? I’ll remember this,” the boy with glasses says. “We accept sweet treats as apologies.” 

“I’ll keep that in mind next time you come in,” you say as Remus practically kicks them out.

He huffs as he closes the door and starts walking over towards you. “Sorry about that,” he apologizes. “They’re so embarrassing and will probably be the death of me.”

“It's okay,” you chuckle. “They seem funny. I can’t wait till the next time they come in.”

“Oh I’m sure they can’t wait either.”

“I had a really great time tonight. I hate to end it early, but I should be getting home.”

“Let me drive you,” he says. He grabs your jacket as well as his. He swings your bag over his shoulder once more and leads you outside to his car. 

“If it’s so cold outside, why didn’t you drive to work?” you question.

“We wouldn’t have had as much time to talk,” he responds. “Wouldn’t you rather a 20 minute walk filled with conversation than a 2 minute car ride? Plus the walk up to the house is a better reveal than a drive up.”

“Can’t argue with that,” you say as you buckle in.

The drive to your house is quite short and you’re sad to have to say bye to Remus. He parks outside the front and walks you up to your apartment door.

“I had fun tonight. Even if it got interrupted by your friends,” you smile at him.

“I’m glad they didn’t scare you off.”

He stares into your eyes before leaning in to give you one final kiss for the night. He watches you enter your apartment before going back to his car and driving away.

Once inside, you finally have a minute to collect your thoughts and process what just happened over the last few hours. You shoot Lily a text saying you hope she had fun on her date and also cursed her out for not telling you about Remus’s plan to ask you out. You put the flowers he bought you in a vase on your kitchen table and begin getting ready for bed.

Once your night routine is done, the last thing you do before bed is read. You grab the book he gave you out of your bag and you flip to the first page. You’re shocked to see there’s a note on the inside of the front cover from Remus.

Y/N,

Hopefully you said yes to the date or else this is going to be a really awkward read. You caught my eye the moment I saw you at the bookstore. Yes I saw you staring at me in the aisles on my first shift. You were not slick. And I saw you staring all the other times. And all the times you and Lily talked. Sound really travels in there. You never saw me staring at you, though. Getting to know you the last few weeks has been the best few weeks I’ve had in a while. Even when the days were tough, the thought of seeing you at the store got me out of bed. I really hope you said yes to the date because I would not want you to read this otherwise.

Anyways, this is my favorite book of all time and I wanted to share it with you. I hope you like it. I’d love to talk about it when you’re done. Give me a call, or come visit me. You know where I work.

Remus

You smile like a little girl as you read the letter, happy the feeling has been mutual the entire time. You save his number into your phone and send him a text thanking him for tonight and for the book. You go to the first chapter and your stomach drops when you see the book is annotated. You flip through the pages and see that almost every page has a note on it. Small things like underlined quotes, or something in the margin like “this made me think of you.” Your heart flutters knowing that Remus did this for you. You sit down in your bed, grab a pen, and begin reading, responding to his annotations along the way. 

—

The sun’s rays peer into your room just as you finish the last page and you realize that you stayed up all night reading and annotating the book. You get up from bed, grab your jacket, and run out the door towards Remus’s house. 

You make it to Remus’s house much quicker than you imagined. Out of breath, you ring his doorbell and wait for him to open the door. It takes him a good thirty seconds before he makes it to the door. His hair is messy and he’s wearing grey sweatpants and a green sweater that looks like it was thrown on haphazardly before walking to the door. Sleep fills his eyes as he rubs them in the morning light, the sun hitting him just right and giving his skin a beautiful golden color as well as lighting up his eyes. At first, he looks confused as to who could possibly be ringing his doorbell at the crack of dawn. But once he realizes it’s you, a smile grows on his face.

“I finished the book. I really liked it,” you say before Remus could even get a word out, still panting from the walk over.

“You what?”

“I finished the book.”

“How on earth did you manage to do that?” he questions. His voice beautifully raspy from the night.

“I saw the annotations and I stayed up all night reading. Here,” you say as you hand him the book. “I hope you don’t mind. I wrote some notes back for you.”

He smiles back at you and flips through the pages to look at the annotations you left for him. “Have you slept at all?”

“Nope,” you say while popping the P. “I wanted to finish it as soon as I could and get it back to you.

He stares at you in response, his smile growing larger by the second. “Come in,” he says as he moves to the side of the doorway to give you space to walk in.

You walk in his house and he leads you to his bedroom. 

“Come on,” he says as he pulls open the covers. “Let’s get some sleep.”

You join him in the bed as he pulls you close to him. The heat radiates off of his body and warms you up as you cuddle into his body. Sleep falls upon you quickly and the last thing on your mind before you fall asleep is Remus Lupin.

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[once-upon-an-imagine]

Hey!!! I love your writing! For the prompts, could you do “Take my jacket, I don’t want you catching a cold.” With Remus Lupin?

this is so cute! 🥰 thank you for liking my writing, love! if you squint, this could be a sequel to this story

"How can they be playing in this weather?" you asked, feeling your entire body shaking.

"There's been worse times" Peter explained.

"Do you think it's wise for James to play like this?" Lily asked, a little worried. "He can barely see as it is" she indicated.

"Prongs is fine, I taught him the spell to have his glasses not fall a long time ago" Remus explained, hugging you closer. "You okay, love?"

You were sure it was one of the coldest days of the year and they decided to have Gryffindor play against Hufflepuff. There weren't many people in the crowd, you assumed due to the cold, but you never missed a match so you could spend more time with Remus.

"I'm okay" you said, leaning closer to him and trying to stay warm.

You were sharing a blanket on your legs with Remus, you had many layers on, and you had already finished the hot chocolate Lily had brought for everyone. Yet, you were still freezing. You couldn't wait for the match to be over so you could go back to the castle and lay in front of the fireplace with Remus reading.

"You sure?" he chuckled, knowing you were a lot colder than you were admitting and you nodded. “Take my jacket, I don’t want you catching a cold” he said, removing his jacket and placing it around your shoulders.

"No, love" you argued, trying to stop him. "Then you'll catch a cold" you said, worriedly.

"I won't he assured you. "You run a lot colder than me" he said, grabbing your hands in his, which were magically warm while yours felt like an iceberg.

"How is that possible?" you asked, frowning. "How are you not cold?"

"Well, I had the hot chocolate" he explained.

"So did I" you pouted, making him smile and hugging you closer.

""C'mere" he said, kissing your temple. "I'll keep you warm, love" he said.

"At least put my scarf on" you offered.

"Absolutely not. You need it more than I do" he insisted before he kissed you again.

#marauders #marauders imagine #remus lupin #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin dialogue

[leftwiththeriverr]

Never mind

#wolfstar #wolfstar fanart #remus lupin #remus lupin fanart #sirius black #sirius black fanart #genderfluid sirius black #the marauders #marauders era #marauders fanart #hogwarts #moony #padfoot #jegulus #jily #my art #dialogue by sue zhao #Spotify

[nothingtoseeherebyeexx]

saw all of those spider-man au’s…had a vision…

(ignore the fact that technically deadpool’s whole body is transfigured, it’s more about the relationship between the characters rather than their history)

also drew for 8 hrs straight!! life is good!!

#i didn’t even have to change the dialogue #my loves #remus lupin #sirius black #remus john lupin #sirius orion black #wolfstar #marauders #marauders era

[ddejavvu]

oooh, reader finding out that her name in modern!remus’s phone is something super sweet like ‘my love’ and remus finds out his name in her phone is something ridicules like ‘daddy 🥵’ or ‘dicking down specialists’

"Send me that, would'ya, dove?" Remus smiles softly at the picture on your screen, a photo of your baby cousin giving him a rather drooly, wide-mouthed 'kiss' on the cheek as Remus tries turning away. He's got the most perfect expression you've ever seen on his face, a beautiful mixture of adoration and disgust.

"Mhm," You hum, tapping a mere three times to send the photo off to your boyfriend, "There y'go, Remus."

"Thanks." He grins, then his phone buzzes on the armrest of the couch, "Ah, look, m'girlfriend texted me."

He holds up the phone with something cheeky in his eyes, and your own gaze catches the contact name he has set for you on his phone: Lovey Dovey.

"Remus," You gush, mouth curling involuntarily into a good-natured pout, "That's so sweet. You're cheesier than I expected."

"Oh, please," He scoffs, "I'm sure yours is worse. What is it, sugar bear? Honey bunches? Snookums?"

Any of his further teasing quips are silenced when you resignedly murmur, "Captain Cock."

He blinks, mouth slowly closing, "What?"

"It's... it's Captain Cock," You repeat, "That's my- that's your name in my phone."

"Captain..." He echoes, and you nod, "Cock."

"'Cause we went to see that movie," You wave your hand, desperate to explain yourself away, "The- the war one. And the guy's name was Captain Cook, and- well, when we got home, you... we- uh, we fucked, so I just," You nearly fall silent, barely able to scrape together the courage to finish, "I just named you... Captain Cock."

"A war movie made you think of my dick?" Remus verifies, and you feel your cheeks blaze warmer, a level of heat you've never achieved before.

"Hey! You were the one who put the moves on me in the theater!" You defend, "I was watching a guy's head get blown through and you had your hand on my thigh! Plus," You scoff, grumbling without meeting his eyes, "Morning after, sure felt like I'd been through combat."

"I can't believe you," Remus laughs incredulously, "You nasty thing! All this time you've been my Lovey Dovey, and all you're thinking about is what's between my legs."

"No! No," You insist, ramming your face into his chest and trying to soothe the burn of your cheeks against the material of his sweatshirt, "Remus, stop it, you're being crass!'

"I'm being-! You're the one who's got my genitals saved in your phone!" He gushes, taking your jaw in his hands and pulling your face up to hover in front of his own despite your protests. He holds you there with a delighted grin on his face, one that's wolfish and teasing, "You're a perv, Y/N. Sirius would be very proud."

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[lustsickforyou]

i was wondering if you are doing requests, if you could do first time with remus please 🤍

summary: it’s your first time, and you couldn’t ask for a better person to be doing it with.

pairing: remus lupin x female reader

warnings: MINORS DNI, this has graphic content. loss of virginity, p in v, fingering, remus being a soft dom.

a/n: sorry this took me so long to get around to, i hope you enjoy it :) not proofread it’s way too late lol

REMUS LUPIN was the perfect boyfriend. he was patient and understanding beyond belief, incredibly kind and intelligent. he was everything you wanted and more. so when you expressed to him that you were a virgin, and that you were waiting for the right moment, he was more understanding than you could have ever imagined. that sort of comfort tucked deep within knowing that he wasn’t some douchebag who would leave you because you wanted to wait.

and that’s exactly what you did. every time it came down to the moment— whether it was with remus or someone else— you grew to nervous about the whole situation. your head was clouded with intrusive thoughts crawling their way into your mind. would it hurt? what if you looked weird? felt weird?

but today was different. it was ideal— completely faultless. you and remus decided to stay back in school for the fall break. the rest of the boys had either gone home or on some trip with their family, so it left the two of you alone. not that you minded. you spent the morning cuddling in bed, and the day in the library trading book recommendations back and forth. and when the world went quiet late at night, the two of you silently sat in the gryffindor common room and listened to the fire crack.

you just looked at him, the way his brown eyes looked down at the book in his lap, the comfort of your socked feet just under the book and resting on him. how his sweater he lended to you was too big around your body but keeping you warm with the scent of him heavy in your nose. how the fire illuminated his face as he concentrated at the words he read.

you leaned up from your previous laying position, your face now only inches from his. your hand reached over to grab his chin and draw his attention away from the book and onto you. you planted a soft kiss on his lips, which he happily returned the favor. and as one thing led to the next, he dragged you up the stairs and towards his dorm, stopping every so often to kiss you hotly.

he opened the door and you both practically jumped to the bed, remus crawling over you and planting another kiss on your lips. your heart was pounding, and again those old thoughts that popped in your head before returned to your mind now. but the way he looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world, and the way he held you. quickly those intrusive words, loud, insistent, unwelcome, were shoved away.

you pulled the sweater over your head to leave you in nothing but your bra and sweatpants, remus leaned down and planted a kiss on your neck. nipping at the skin that would likely leave a bruise in the coming morning. you giggled at the feeling, your hands reaching up to tangle in his dusty blonde hair and he pulled away to look at you again and out of breath.

“remus..” you whispered and he looked at you with that addictive look. “yes, darling?” he asked. you took a moment to think— really think about what you were about to say. “i’m ready.” you finally blurted out and remus leaned up fully now. “what? are you sure? because we don’t have to—” he started and you shook your head.

“i’m ready.” you repeated but this time much more firm than before. this mischievous smirk fell on his face. he planted another kiss on your lips before reaching up and pulling his tee off of his body, and his pants and boxers along with them. your eyes widened as you looked at his half hard cock, wondering if he would ever fit inside you.

remus must’ve noticed this reaction because he let out a laugh, “don’t worry my love, i’ll take good care of you.” he whispered, trailing kissed from your chest and down your stomach. he made eye contact with you as he slid off your sweatpants, then each sock carefully and threw the items of clothing onto the floor. he propped up your left leg, kissing the inside of your though gently.

you let out a soft sigh as he did so, and without notice he had slipped off your underwear. remus’ kisses were getting closer and closer to your already sopping cunt which dragged a smirk onto his lips. “already so wet for me.” he sighed, his skilled digits reaching up to rub slow circles onto your clot with ripped out moans from you.

he placed his pointer finger deep inside of you, pumping it in and out slowly and after a few seconds he inserted his middle finger. you moaned, leaning your head back as the heat rose to your face. “please remus— i need you.” you begged and he shook his head. “patience darling.” he teased and you rolled your eyes in annoyance. “i’m getting you ready for me.” he explained, and then his fingers started to move quicker inside of you.

remus held onto your thigh as he did so, his fingers digging into you skin. your hands gripping the sheets tightly, and you were nearing your orgasm before he slipped his fingers out. remus pumped his cock a few times before crawling over you again. he lined himself up to your entrance and looked at you again. “are you sure?” he asked, just to make sure. you desperately nodded. “i need to hear you.” remus demanded. “yes remus— i’m sure.” you sighed and with that he slowly pushed himself inside of you.

the two of you gasped out in sink, both your mouths falling open as he hovered over you. he stood still for a few moments so you could adjust to his side. the stinging and burning sensation almost being too much. “it’s okay, the pain will go away soon.” he reassured and you nodded slowly, screwing your eyes shut. “we can stop whenever you want.” he reassured. “okay.” you breathed out slowly, “i think i’m okay now.” you finally said and with that he slowly started to push in and out of you.

a loud moan escaped your lips. “fuck—“ remus said breathlessly. “you’re so tight, baby.” he gasped, picking up in speed. you held onto his biceps, his arms propped on either side of your head as he looked down to see his cock coming in and out of you, coated in your juices. “you’re doing so good for me.” he praised which ripped another moan from you. the pain was fully gone now, and only replaced with pleasure.

remus picked up in speed, nearing his end. he reached down and started to rub your clit again, and the pleasure started to cloud your eyes. “oh god— i’m so close.” you gasped out, pushing your hips up to meet his with each thrust. “i love you so much.” he cried out, going at an impossible speed now. “just like that— yes—” you moaned, you coil in your stomach close to snapping. “i’m gonna cum!” you cried out and his thrusts became sloppy, and with that the band snapped and you let out a loud moan.

remus only fucked your harder, and suddenly you could feel his cock twitch inside of you, the dirty blonde letting out a moan and and slid his cock out to rest on your stomach, pulsating and leaking the rest of his cum onto it. you both breathed heavily, remus falling to your side as you both tried to catch your breath.

you turned over to him, leaning on your side with a smile on your face as he looked up at the ceiling. “that was perfect.” you whispered and he turned his head to face you. “i’m addicted to you.” he replied, because unbeknownst to you, you had just awoken something in him. you were his now, forever and always his. “come on, let’s get you all cleaned up.”

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[luveline]

how abt reader holding her hand over her mouth to silence her cries because she was never allowed to cry freely in her house and remus walks in on her and comforts her?

thank you for your request!! tw for implied rough childhood ♡ fem!reader | 1.1k words

Remus gets home from the shop quietly like he always does. The door is well oiled and makes no sound as it pushes open. He shucks his shoes off with a practiced ease, the reusable bag hanging from his elbow making next to no noise. Remus likes his quiet life and so do you – he's too jumpy and you've always been his little mouse, and though you have more than enough to say, you tend to say it at a moderate level. 

He adores that about you, but he'd also adore you screaming or incensed, just to be clear. 

It had been a late night trip and you've been out of sorts today. Remus had suggested you stay home and maybe head to bed if you wanted to while he walked to the corner shop two streets away for a pint of milk to make tea in the morning and something sweet for you. He hadn't disclosed that part. 

Remus puts the milk in the fridge and the bag back in the cupboard under the sink, your sweet treat in hand. 

And usually he'd say something as he walks in, feels the saccharine Dove, I missed you, on the tip of his tongue. He withholds, worried you're asleep, and then can't summon words when he realises you're far from it. 

You stand with the back of your hand pressed over your mouth and your shoulders to him, shaking with the sheer force of your sobs. Remus can't remember ever having seen you cry this hard. The only sound is your ragged breathing. Panic drips off of you in waves. 

He doesn't want to surprise you. He takes a soft step back and hits his hand against the doorway as he comes back in to give you some more warning. 

He says your name softly. 

You flinch towards him, see that it's him and turn straight back around. Your hand turns, pressed so hard over your mouth that Remus is genuinely worried you'll leave fingerprint bruises over your pretty face.

"Dove," he says, dropping the sugary treat he'd found for you on the dresser. 

You don't protest as Remus wraps his arms around your back, your shakes calming very slightly when he crosses them over your front to rub aimless lines up and down the lengths of your sides. 

He pushes his face into your neck. "Tell me what's wrong." 

You try and it hurts his heart. The very beginning of a word warped by a sob, your hand slapped straight back into place to smother it. 

"Dove, you gotta tell me." 

You shake your head.

Remus turns you in the circle of his arms for a proper hug. You cling to him, hands fierce as they bunch in his shirt, damp face pressed to his collar. Remus curls one arm behind the nape of your neck like he might protect you from the world or at the very least what's hurting you so much. 

"Please tell me what's wrong," he says, his worry a tangible nausea, a sloshing, unhappy wave. 

"I can't- can't tell you without crying." 

"So tell me while you're crying," he murmurs. 

You don't. 

Remus is very quickly realising why you might not want to cry. He knows in some part how you grew up. Wonders, though he thinks the answer would break him, how often you were told to stop crying, lest you be given a reason to.

"It's okay," he says. "It's okay. It's okay. You can cry as much as you want to." 

You make a high-pitched keen that feels like a kick to the stomach. Remus pets your back desperately. 

From then your crying is both terrifying and easier than before. You make sound, real sound, and it's devastating, but Remus is just so glad to hear it, to know you trust his word. 

"That's it, get it all out," he says. 

"Sorry," you say. It's more of a gasp than a word. 

"No, it's okay. You don't need to be sorry." 

You shake your head, damp cheek rubbing against his skin. Your sobs taper out and turn to something softer. Soon, the tears draw to an end. You breathe heavily and sniffle, your lips moving up to his neck as you force yourself further into his open arms. 

You kiss his throat. It's messy, disorientated. "Sorry, Remus."

He bites back a frown, feeling very very sad for you. "It's alright," he says, rubbing your back. "Of course it is." 

"I… It was lots of little things." 

This is a relief. Though he's surprised. "Lots of things? You wanna tell me about them?" 

"Yeah," you say, voice thick. He can hear you swallow around it uselessly. 

He pushes your face from his neck to hold it in both hands, assessing. He gives you his softest smile, and is thrilled when you smile back. 

His fingertips press into your temples lightly. "Is there something I can do now that will make you feel better?" 

"No. None of it is about you, Remus." 

"It's okay if it is. And," he strokes your cheek, "it's okay to cry about these things. You don't have to cover them up. You don't have to hide from me when you're upset." 

Your eyes close. You shudder as you lean into his touch. "I know," you say. 

Your face is sticky in his palm. 

"You wanna come and make a cup of tea with me?" he asks. 

You nod but don't move otherwise. His fondness for you is an ocean. 

Your eyes open as he drops one hand to your neck and gives you a small squeeze. "More of that later," he promises, and means it. He'll hold your face for hours if you want him to. 

But for now he wants to make sure you're all ticked off. A hot cup of tea, something to eat, a soft blanket. 

"I got you something," he says, trying to tempt you. 

You peek at what he's taken into his hand. When you realise what it is your entire face crumples and you look dangerously close to crying again as you say, "Thank you, baby." 

He sets about kissing away a sluggish tear, frantic as it curves down your cheek. "Anything for my girl, yeah?"

He wants to say, please don't cry over a snack that cost me a pound, but that directly contradicts the whole cry as much as you need to thing, and so he wipes away tears and hums to himself the whole time. "Poor girl," he says, trying for lightness as he jokes, "if you don't like it you can just say, don't have to cry about it." 

Your wet giggle is a ray of sun. He knows you'll be okay.

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[amiableness]

OK SO SO HEAR ME OUT we love Remus but the poor boy is so insecure because of being a werewolf but what if... reader also happens to be a werewolf. She over hears Remus talking down on himself about being a werewolf (him being an ugly scarred monster who doesnt deserve love *WHICH BY THE WAY ABSOLUTELY NOT YOU BEAUTIFUL KIND SOUL*) And reader is like so that must be how you feel about me too and when Remus hears her say that hes like WAIT A MINUTE HOLD ON NOW NO NO YOURE BEAUTIFUL AND PERFECT AND DESERVE THE WORLD and shes just like well then so do you because we are the same ❤

remus lupin x werewolf!reader | wc: 422

“Remus, I just think-” James begins to speak, only to be swiftly interrupted by Remus, who scoffs and reclines into his armchair.

“I don’t want to hear it. There’s no girl out there that’s going to find out what I am and decide to be with me.”

“You don’t know that, mate! You’ve never given anyone the chance to prove you wrong.” James argues desperately, his voice rising a little louder than he intended, frustration evident in his tone as he confronts his best friend. Just twenty minutes prior, he had burst into the common room with news of a Ravenclaw girl who had requested James's assistance in setting her up with Remus.

“I don’t need to. I see the way people look at me and-”

“I’m gonna stop you there,” Sirius leans forward, casting Remus a pointed look. Sirius had followed James into the room, equally enthusiastic about the idea of Remus finally going on a date. However, as Remus continued to argue with them, Sirius grew increasingly irritated. It was disheartening to witness his friend constantly belittle himself, particularly when he knew that Remus deserved the world. “You’ve got girls who practically throw themselves at you. Yet you’re not giving anyone a chance. I don’t understand!”

“Why would I? They’re not going to stay. Once they find out what I am they’re going to leave. Plus, the scars don’t help.”

“Is that how you view me then?” Your voice slices through the tense atmosphere, catching the boys off guard. They hadn't noticed your presence until then, so your sudden interjection startles them all.

“Merlin, no!” Remus sputters, jolting upright to face you, his eyes widening in panic, “Y’deserve the world! And your scars, they’re beautiful. You’re easily the most gorgeous girl at Hogwarts.”

“Has is ever occurred to you that others see you the way you view me? Minus the most gorgeous girl at Hogwarts part.” You tease, and Remus visibly relaxes as he realizes that you aren't offended by his words.

"I, uh, well, no?" Remus stammers, his uncertainty obvious in his response.

“The same goes for you, Remus. There’s going to be a girl that loves you for who you are, even with the scars,” You assert, and Remus flushes, his cheeks coloring a pretty shade of pink, as you turn to ascend the stairs to your dorm.

As you reach the stairs, you turn to look back at Remus, feeling all the boys' eyes still fixed on you, “By the way, I think your scars are cute.”

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[sunflowerxthoughts]

hi!! could you write a remus x reader where rem is just absolutely pining for them? fluffy smutty anything you want i jus love the idea of him being consumed by his lil infatuation <3

Remus has read about everybook he could get his hands on as a kid.

He loved Jane Austen. Alan Poe on October nights. Agatha Christie when he needed something to get trapped in.

He could be seen reading between classes and pranks. At night under the warm light of the lamp on his nighstand until the sun was about to come out.

But if someone were to ask his favorite book, Remus would only have one answer: you.

You and your smile and your rambles. You and the way you always have a kind word for him. Your trips to see him after a full moon just to give him some chocolate and spend time with him.

He was so consumed by you. He loved learning all the details no one payed atention to. He knew how you liked your coffee, because every morning he was busy looking at you, feeling happy that he is gets to share his lifetime with such a sweet creature.

One day, he’d get the courage to official ask you out. But it’s an unspoken rule that you are his and he is yours. It’s all about the stolen glances, the way he’d kiss your forehead, or the way he’d cuddle you when you are in need of some loving. The drunken kisses would sober up into holding hands and showing the world he had finally won.

Until then, you’d have to keep your secret too: that of course, if someone were to ask you, Remus is your favourite book too.

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[melodramaschild]

A thought: Remus is always a dom before the full moon and all suby right after.

Oh he is.

The hormones wilding in his body more than in my body with alarming hormonal imbalance.

He’s always keeping you close because you’re only his and his only. The full moon is making tired and full of energy all at once. Most of the time you spent the whole afternoon in his lap, his long arm wrapped around you, holding you close because What if someone will want to hurt you? He has to protect you.

You always sit in him lap, his long arm wrapped around you, keeping you safe and warm.

The other hand is supposed to hold a book but he needs his hands on you, so you hold it for him. The other hand is on your tight, rubbing your clothed or naked skin to keep you warm and safe.

He reads out loud to you, occasionally peppering your hairline with kisses and he always and constantly puts some words of affirmation and praise. Words of possessiveness too.

“My girl, only my pretty girl.”

When he takes a nap with you he locks you in, you’re always curled up in his arms and he’s wrapped around you. He has to keep you safe.

Always holds your hand, always keeps and eye on you, always opens you the door (he already does it). But in this moment? You’re his precious little girl that he would keep in his pocket just to keep you safe.

Hand always on your lower back, your bag on his shoulder, picking up everything for you, carrying your feed and handing you a bottle of water.

Skipping classes with him because his kisses were so hot on your skin, on your neck, on your cheek, on your shoulders. Because his kisses were marking up your skin, from your breasts to your thighs and then he spent decades of minutes between your legs. Lapping up at your pussy as you’re drenching on his face, making puddle on the bed.

Then he’s pounding into you, taking your hand in his as he tells you how good you’re to him. Pinning your hands above your as his hips are snapping into you.

He mocks you that you’re grinding back on his hips like a bunny in heat but if he saw himself and the way he pounds into you, he would tell otherwise. Because he’s the one who shags you like a rabbit in heat. It looks a bit funny, but it feels so good.

“My little bunny, taking me so well,” his cock is nudging into all of those good spots. “Gonna mark you up, cum in you and breed you.” His breathing is short and you know that the wolf in him is talking.

“Gonna breed you so full, get you all full of me so everyone knows that you belong to me.” And you can’t help but beg him to cum in you, to breed you too. “Gonna mark you up like that, as mine only, only mine.”

But after The full moon?

He’s full of hormones too.

His cock painfully hard and leaking underneath his sleeping shorts too. “Please miss, touch me,” he chokes on a sob as you pull down his drenched shorts.

“My little moon is making such a mess, isn’t he?” You stroke his hair as he bucks his hips. “Fuck!” he squeaks as he cums, untouched. Ropes of cum landing his exposed stomach, all up to his torso. He’s breathing fast and hard, his chest rapidly raising and falling.

“Shh, you’re okay,” you coo, slipping your hand down and down his chest until you grip his still hard and twitching cock.

“Please more.” He begs and you lean down, your lips brushing against his ear. “You’re gonna cum all night and I won’t let you go for a one minute.”

And he’s cumming in your hand too, his wolf is so easy after The Full Moon. “That’s two, you’re going to give me way more.”

“Yes mommy.” He breathes out.

Then he’s snapping his hips into you and holding onto your hips as you ride him. His face is hidden between your breasts and he’s begging you. “Please mommy, let me cum in you, please miss. Need to fill you up.”

And he begs so prettily that you let him.

He clings onto you. Curling into your arms as he sleeps on your breasts, letting you play with his hair and he’s comfortably dozing off.

He holds onto you. Now you’re the one who has him behind your back and leads him in the next week. Now you’re the one who kisses his pouty lips.

You cares his body with tenderness and gentleness, kissing around his new wounds and kiss his old scars. Put ointments on them and tell him what a pretty boy he is. You hold him up as he’s trying to walk again. You are there, and holding him. And for the first time he feels like a human after the full moon and not like a monster.

Because people help the people and at the end you’re right here by his side.

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