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moonstruckme · 3 months

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Glad your back love! I have a request if that’s alright. Remus and reader going on a bookstore date and lunch or something!! That would be so cute. Imagine how excited both of them would be picking out books and being affectionate. Just a lot of fluff and cuteness. Thanks sweetness hope you enjoyed your break!

Thanks for requesting sweetness!

Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

You’re feeling a bit guilty about the teas you’ve snuck in, but if there are two people who can be trusted around books, it’s you and Remus. He takes a careful sip as he leans in to skim the titles, sticking one hand in the pocket of his pants.

“Island of Love,” he reads, amusement lilting his tone. “Original.”

“I think I’ve actually read some of that author’s stuff,” you say.

Remus quirks a brow at you interestedly, hand coming out of his pocket to pull the novel from the shelf. “Let’s see, a summer wedding, the groom’s brother and bride’s maid of honor hate each other, but—oh, he’s frustratingly attractive…and something about passionate summer heat.” The corner of his mouth twitches. “Wonder what that could be alluding to.”

“Alright.” You steal the book from him, slotting back into its space. “I never said this stuff was, like, literature to be studied at Oxford. If you’re going to disrespect my section, run along to yours.”

“Fairly sure it’s considered rude to abandon your date,” he muses. “What’s my section, by the way?”

“Depressing stuff.”

“Oh?”

“Mhm.” You take a sip of your own tea, trying not to fluster under his attention. You scan the shelves idly for a distraction. “It’s all rather doom and gloom. Very well-written doom and gloom, to be fair, but I’m not always looking to have my life changed. This stuff is fun, at least.”

“I see,” he hums. “Oh, this looks familiar.”

You turn to see him holding up the shiny new version of the worn and waterstained paperback that rests perpetually on your nightstand at home.

“How do you know about that?” you ask him.

Remus smiles. Your heart flutters. “It was on the coffee table when I was over last week. Are you rereading it?”

“Yeah.” You shrug, turning your eyes away from him. “I reread it a lot, it’s my favorite.”

“Mm, I noticed it looked fairly battered.”

“Well-loved,” you correct him.

He chuckles quietly, and you grin because you can’t help it. “Right, so sorry. My mistake.”

You brush a piece of hair out of your face, slotting it behind your ear. Watch Remus’ eyes track the movement. “So what’s your battered book?”

“Hm?”

“Your favorite,” you clarify. “The book that’s all war torn and full of nonsensical annotations.”

He thinks for a minute. “I’m not sure,” he admits. “I have a few I go back and forth between, but lately it’s been The Secret History.”

You have to cover your mouth with a hand to hide the full breadth of your smile, and Remus narrows his eyes at you.

“What?” he asks.

“That book is so depressing.” You shake your head, delighted at being so right. “I mean, it’s beautifully written,” you amend. “Really gorgeous. I’m just not sure I found the plot as compelling as the prose.”

His mouth actually drops open. You can’t tell how much of the shock is teasing and how much is real. “You thought that book had no plot?”

“No, I mean, plenty happened.” You turn to face him, forgetting about the books around you for a moment to focus on this one. “But I felt like it happened so slowly, and there was so much in between that was just tons of description. It was like they almost skimmed over the murder part! There were so many plotlines that were brought in and then just disappeared, though I guess I can respect the ways in which it reflected real life.”

You think for a second that Remus might argue with you (he should, really—it’s his favorite book and you’re slandering it), but he keeps his mouth shut, watching you interestedly.

“And don’t you think Richard was a bit passive? Henry and Bunny had so much going on, but the narrator could have literally been a fly on the wall the whole time. He kind of reminds me of Nick Carroway, you know?”

“From the Great Gastby?” He tilts his head, eyes squinting a bit (it’s devastatingly cute). “How’s that?”

“Just, they’re both such flat characters.” You frown. “I don’t really think either of them needed to be in the story at all. I mean, having a narrator that’s a character with no personality is effectively the same as having a non-omniscient third-person narrator, right?”

Remus is biting the inside corner of his lips like he’s trying not to smile. “Right.”

“What?”

“I’m just thinking that I need to get you talking about books more often,” he says. And that’s real affection in his eyes, mixed in with the humor.

You look down, grinning at the front of your shirt, but his little smile doesn’t waver.

“Shouldn’t be hard,” you say. An awkward, obvious sidestep of the compliment, but he lets you get away with it. “Your turn. Let’s go to your section.”

He shrugs. “If you think you can stand it,” he says, but starts moving in that direction. You notice he’s still holding the copy of your favorite book.

“Aren’t you going to put that back?”

“No.” He doesn’t need to look down to know what you’re talking about. “You’ve already torn one of my choice novels to shreds, now it’s my turn to read yours.”

A little bite of nervousness snips behind your belly button even as his sidelong look lets you know he’s only joking. “You could always borrow mine.”

Remus blinks. “I’m flattered that you’d trust me with it,” he says, and it almost has you blushing again, that he knows the significance of you offering him your copy, “but I think I’ll read the un-annotated version first. But if the offer still stands after I’m finished, I’d love to read your thoughts on it.”

He says it like it’s nothing. Like taking the time to read your favorite book twice, just so he can get to know you more thoroughly, isn’t the sweetest thing anyone’s ever so much as thought of doing for you. You worry that if you look down, your heart will be glowing right through your shirt.

“Alright.” You muster your courage, taking him by the hand. “But now we also have to find one to read together.”

Remus has looked down at your joined hands, something like shyness coloring his expression, but he looks up to quirk an eyebrow at you. “Are you so sure we’ll be able to find something we can agree upon?” “So long as it involves a main character that actually does something, I think we can manage.”

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givemetherapyimawritingtravesty · 3 years

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Hi, uhm I had an idea or prompt for a fic: Natalie (or Leo being the token gen-z) reading fanfic to the team that’s about them. I also love your fics and yeah.

Thank you so much!! So I did this fast, but it was so fun and hilarious to write. Hope you like it!

Character belong to the amazing @lumosinlove!

“So! Now that it’s just us adults, I am going to share with y’all some things an old friend sent to me.” Leo announced to the team, who were gathered in the Cubs apartment for a movie night.

“Old friend,” Finn scoffed, “Old as in from middle school? You’re not that old, Nutty. And you’re hardly an adult.”

Everyone laughed at that, Leo trying to speak above them, “Hey, hey, now, be nice or you won’t get to hear. He’s very into, um, writing, and reads a lot, and came across these and had to scar me by sending them to me without context, so I shall do the same to you. But before I start, has anyone ever heard of fanfics?”

“Leo whatever your middle name is Knut!” Natalie gasped. “You didn’t.”

“Oh, I unfortunately did stumble upon, well, Damion did, but yeah. I didn’t get very far. I just thought I’d read a few of the summaries. So y’all are aware.”

“Is this like when someone rewrites the ending of a show or something?” Sirius asked.

“Oh, baby, no.” Remus hid his face in Sirius’ shoulder. “To clarify!” Remus held up a hand, “I haven’t read any, but I don’t live under a rock. This ought to be good. Please, do continue, Knut.”

“The first one he sent me was… let’s see… Ah, yes. The description goes: So apparently the hot guy on the bench has a name, and he’s been banging THE Captain Sirius Black this whole time. So here’s how I imagine that when down. And how he goes down on that hot piece of ass, one Remus Lupin.” Leo barely made it through the last sentence before breaking out into laughter, the team following suit. Remus blushed and again buried his face in Sirius’ shoulder and groaned.

“We do NOT need to discuss how that happened. Like, at all.” Remus mumbled into Sirius’ shirt, who was also blushing.

“Well,” Dumo cut in, “It would be wrong anyway. It all started on a stormy night with a dinner invitation…” Dumo trailed off, waving his hand dramatically. They had all heard the story by now.

Leo cleared his throat. “Moving on! We have, a personal favorite of mine entitled Harvard Times. Summary is: Finn and Logan went to Harvard together and both got drafted to the Lions together. Is it because they’re madly in love after meeting in chemistry class a becoming, cough cough, study partners? A late night in the library gets steamy in between the stacks.”

“Care to, maybe, read a bit of that one to us, Nut? Later?” Finn raised an eyebrow, smirking.

“We didn’t even have chemistry together.” Logan grumbled as the team laughed and wolf whistled at Finn’s antics.

“Uh…” Leo blushed, “Yeah, maybe. I mean, it’s actually not bad, lots of lead up, and-”

“WAIT!” Natalie yelled, silencing the room, “Did you READ that one?”

“I mean… a little? Hey! Their my boyfriends, it was hot! They-”

“We don’t need any more information than that, thanks.” Talker interjected. “Anything else you’d like to share?

“Yeah, and this one I find most funny, because of how random. Here’s my ode to my two favorite Lions, Thomas Walker,” Leo pointedly looked at him, “And Kasey Winter. Water, as I called them, because they are essential to life. Shameless locker room steamy shower smut. Please Enjoy.”

“Whelp, I was fine before this involved me. Sorry to steal your man, Nat.” Thomas laughed it off.

“I am now terrified of what else could be out there.” Kasey said, whipping out his phone.

“Whatcha doin’ there, hun?” Natalie asked.

“Nothing.” He responded, shielding his phone away from her.

“On another note, I think it’s time everyone leaves.” Finn said before the conversation could drift to another topic, staring down at his phone with wide eyes.

“Did you find it?” Logan asked, looking up from his phone to look over at Finn.

“Oh yeah. It does not disappoint.”

“And that’s our cue.” Remus said, standing up.

Everyone started to get up when Kasey announced, “Hold up! There’s so many! Sirius and baby rookie Nut. The goalies. Dumo and Logan?” Kasey made a retching sound. “Alright, I’m done. I regret knowing.”

“Now you, too, can suffer. I definitely chewed Dame out for sending me these.”

“Thank him for me, though.” Finn said. “This gives me so many ideas.” He muttered to himself.

“Bedroom. Now.” Logan stated as he got up and walked off.

As everyone filed out, laughing about how the evening had progressed, Sirius spoke up.

“Remember, morning practice tomorrow so don’t stay up too late reading, yeah?”

“Oh, the time for reading is over, Cap.” Finn smirked and walked to the bedroom.

“Be safe!” Dumo shouted from down the hall. “That goes for everyone.” He pointedly looked at Sirius and Remus.

Remus held his hands up in surrender, “I was just planning a night of reading an actual book.”

“Uh huh.” Dumo headed for the stairs.

“How come no one ever believes me?”

“Maybe because Cap always had that smirk on. And how he’s always undressing you with his eyes.” Kasey pointed out.

Sirius gave an indignant whine as they all headed out and home for the night.

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