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kquil · 8 months

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REMUS LUPIN | NOT SO SECRET ADMIRER PRT.2

REQUEST. : First I would like to say that I started following you because of Remus' imagine “Not so secret admirer” and my request is like a “continuation” with their first date, if possible ... ⏤ @jennieasfrance

TAGS. : reader is too shy ; but she warms up to things ; bookworm reader ; tutor remus ; puppy love ; remus has love eyes for you ; you have to pass exams ; hogsmeade weekend date with conditions

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PART ONE

“Nice try, Moony,” Sirius pats his pitiful friend’s shoulder with an apologetic smile. It didn’t start off like this. In the beginning, when Remus first started trying to approach you, whenever he was able — in the great hall or in the corridors —, Sirius laughed at his friend’s miserable attempts but now… now it was just sad.

“She called me pretty,” Remus sighs sadly, “so why is she always running away from me?”

“Maybe you’re just too pretty?” Peter muses, scratching the back of his neck bashfully, “I know I wouldn’t dare approach anyone I thought was too pretty,” at his comment, James comes up behind the blonde to wrap an arm around his shoulders and give him a comforting squeeze.

“Thanks Pete,” Remus musters a weak smile but it isn’t enough to lift his mood. His focus is nowhere in particular as he contemplates the karmic reasons for his current circumstance in love. It was even more difficult to approach you because you were a year younger and a Ravenclaw, meaning that you already spent little time together atop not being in the same year group.

“At least you two have something in common,” Sirius sighs, his voice straining slightly as he stretches his arms up.

“Yeah?” Remus prompts, flashing Peter a small smile as he watches James ruffle the dirty blonde’s hair affectionately.

“You’re a pair of bookworms,” Sirius points to you entering the library with an impressive pile of borrowed books in your arms. Having followed the direction of Sirius’ finger, Remus smiles fondly at your charming mannerisms. A bookworm chasing another bookworm, how fitting.

Despite his complaints, Sirius became the sole reason Remus spent even more of his spare time in the library — just to catch a glimpse of you. Studying, writing, reading for pleasure or for classes, he’s seen it all and he knows that you know he has.

Ever since you’ve had that run in with Remus in the hallway, where you embarrassingly called him pretty before running away, he’s been appearing everywhere. It was so sudden, you didn’t know what to do. And he keeps making eye contact with you as well. It’s so flustering that you can’t help but run away. In the beginning, you weren’t able to register any of the emotions behind his eyes but after meeting his gaze so often…

“He’s looking at you the same way you look at him,” your best friend giggles into your ear and earns a shove to the shoulder that only makes her laugh even harder. It makes you frown before the librarian makes her way over and quickly reprimands her. Now you’re the one giggling.

Remus sees all this and can’t help but sigh, a dopey smile on his face. You just look— ‘so pretty… I want to make her laugh like that all the time…’ Remus thinks to himself.

“He’s in love…” Sirius gags to his right, his expression pulled into a look of repulsion “it’s so disgusting,”

Remus rolls his eyes and continues to stare at you, “I’m not as bad as James,”

“Hey!”

“True…” Sirius muses and is slowly followed by James grumbling pathetically as Peter rubs his back in comfort.

Just as Remus rolls his eyes and turns his gaze towards you once more, you lock gazes; instead of immediately running away, Remus sees the beginnings of a smile on your lips before your face disappears behind a book. It took an entire month but he’s finally got his foot in the door! He could start singing if he wanted to!

You weren’t running away anymore so Remus had some confidence that he could finally speak to you and have a proper conversation, he just needed to have the right entrance.

“Is this seat taken?” Remus asks, holding his breath as he sees your grip on the book cover tighten. You don’t answer and simply stare up at him with your mouth agape so he sits down anyway, not too close but not too far away, “There weren’t any other seats, sorry,” you look around and immediately notice several free seats that he could have sat at.

“U-Umm…”

“What are you reading there?” If there was one thing Remus learned from Sirius, it was that gentle persistence was key.

“...Standard book of spells, grade 5,” you reply in a soft voice, avoiding Remus’ eyes by focusing on the book in your hands. It seemed like you were both back to square one again since you completely avoided his eyes but he won’t be deterred.

Remus has seen the large amount of parchment surrounding you when first approaching and now that he’s had a closer look, it’s easy to suspect why, “you have exams coming up?” you affirm his speculation with a hum and a nod, “would you like some help?”

Whenever Remus saw you studying at the library, he’d take the nearest available seat and tutor you willingly, never taking ‘no’ for an answer— not that you could ever say ‘no’ to him, he wasn't even coercive; he always addressed you with the gentlest tone and with the kindest, most patient eyes you’ve ever been witness to. You were practically a puddle of gloo in the palm of his hands. That didn’t jeopardise your studies, however; Remus was an excellent teacher, better than half of the teachers in the school put together and your performance in class was skyrocketing.

You saw Remus almost every day for three weeks and your exams were quickly approaching but, rather than become anxious over the approaching dates, you only grew excited at the prospect of proving yourself academically — it was the true Ravenclaw in you.

“Good job,” Remus praises and offers a square of chocolate that you immediately brighten at. These were one of the many highlights of your study dates with the older Gryffindor, he always carried bars of the sweet, creamy treat with him and loved conditioning you into thinking that the taste of academic success was chocolate. You had no complaints, however; you love chocolate and gave it your full, undivided attention whenever given a piece for a job well done.

Beside you, Remus rests his chin on his palm and smiles in adoration of your precious appearance. You look too adorable eating your prized chocolate for Remus to not lovingly stare at you. It makes you all the more loveable to him and he’s grown addicted to the warm, fluttering feeling in his chest whenever you do something so lovably sweet — happily indulging in his many offerings of chocolate were one of those things.

“Your exam is tomorrow, right?” Remus muses as you finish up your square of chocolate.

“Yup!”

“You don’t seem worried,” lifting your gaze up, you find Remus smiling at you with such an admiring stare that you have to look away. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to such affectionate attention from someone that gives you butterflies.

“I’m pretty confident,”

“If you get a good grade, I’ll treat you to a butterbeer in the next Hogsmeade weekend,” his promise catches you off guard; you believed that your little ‘dates’ were restricted to school work only so his proposal and all of its implications warmed your chest like no other, “if not, then I’ll treat you to anything you want at Honeydukes,”

“R-really?”

“I wouldn’t lie to you,” his eyes told you everything you needed to know to trust in his words.

With a shy nod and a soft, “alright,” the date was set; both of you knew that you were going to pass with flying colours so there wasn’t any need for such a condition — Remus should have just asked you out plain and simple but… he gets shy around you too. In a spontaneous act of courage, however, Remus leans over and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, holding your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger.

With mutually hot cheeks, you two look into each other’s eyes with awe, “I really hope you get those grades,” he whispers just as a small assembly of gasps, encouraging shouts, shoving and hitting could be heard in the background. The marauders sat across from you, on a separate table, and saw the bold move Remus just made. And, of course, it was their job to embarrass him as much as possible by purely uplifting his romantic venture.

“Way to go, Moony!”

“Scored a date, did ya’?! Lucky bastard!”

“Save some forehead kisses for us too, okay?” As Sirius flutters his lashes dramatically, Remus takes the book in his hand and whacks them all upside the head as you remain seated with your racing thoughts and pounding heart.

“Shut your trap, we’re in the library,” Remus scolds, voice stern and eyes cold, a contrast to his usually soft demeanour around you. It was quite attractive seeing a different side to him. And, like clockwork, you begin to daydream of the brunette, eyes still fixed on his tall, broad figure when he turns to face you with a smile, as beautiful as can be.

You really hope you get those grades too…

PART 3 →

A/N : this was highly requested and was also requested for my recent 1k milestone event. i'm sorry this took such a long time to write, the request was for a first date scenario and i suppose the do go on a date (several dates) in this part but it's not official, i think a third part is on its way for their real first date

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kquil · 8 months

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How about the marauders meeting their match in reader from Slytherin and falling for her, but reader is oblivious?

Btw i love your writing, you're literally my favorite writer

I tried! it's not my best work but i hope you like it anyhow, darling

i also hope i interpreted this request correctly (┳Д┳)

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You go barrelling into James’s chest with a yelp and take a moment to recover, “oops! Sorry about that!” you grin up at the Gryffindor chaser as he and his three other friends stare down at you in bewilderment. Most Slytherins would scoff or pull a disgusted face at the sight of a Gryffindor so your apparent and undisturbed rapture was bewildering.

“GET BACK HERE YOU DAFT COW!” It was then that they finally saw the merriment be wiped from your face and get replaced by slight terror.

“gottarunbye!” you push away from James’s chest and speed away as the marauders stare at you, still bewildered at what they just witnessed. Not long after you made your prompt exit did a group of Slytherins go run past them with warts all over their faces.

“Wow…” Sirius whistles lowly, impressed by your handiwork, “Rosier, Macmillan, Lestrange, Malfoy and Nott too,”

“To her own house as well,” James voices in shock.

“Somehow, I hope she gets away with it,” Remus tucks his hands into his pockets as he smirks at his friends.

“Me too,” Peter pipes in, “I was partners with her in Potions once, she was civil, friendly even but still guarded,” the boys listened to his observations closely, even leaning in to do so, “I thought she was just shy but…”

“Interesting…” Remus hums to himself, speaking what was on everyone’s minds.

The next time they see you is during charms. The room was circular and the podium for the teacher to explain spells and communicate openly with the students was in the centre, while the students were seated all around and at different levels, much like a circular theatre. From their side of the room, James, Sirius and Remus watch as you snicker to yourself, using the ‘wingardum leviosa’ charm to sneakily move the quill of the Slytherin in front and below you from their right side to their left, then back again when they found it but didn’t have use for it at that moment.

Sirius giggles along with you when you make eye contact across the room. You wink at him and mouth a ‘watch this’. He focuses his gaze on the scene and has to hold back a devious cackle when you momentarily transfigure the quill into a spider just as the Slytherin student went to reach for his ‘quill’. This pulls a piercing, girlish scream out of your victim but when the professor swiftly turns to see what was wrong, you had already turned the spider back into a quill again. Promptly, Slytherin was deducted house points for causing a disruption in class — a small price to pay.

“She’s my new idol,” Sirius sighs with his chin propped up on his palm, a dreamy look in his eyes, “forget her being a Slytherin,”

You meet eyes with Sirius once more, who silently claps for you as you pretend to tip a hat at him. Looking down you see James with his jaw slacked and mouth open at you in awe. He couldn’t believe how brilliant you were and his mind was racing with thoughts of whether he should try to compete against you or celebrate your small but remarkable victory. So caught up in his admiration of you, James overlooked the elegant swish of your wand and almost screamed in fear when he felt something ticking his chin. Abruptly pulling away with force, he watches as his feathered quill slowly floats down to his desk, beside his parchment.

“She tickled me…” James awes, “with my quill…”

“She’s a pretty little minx, is what she is,” Sirius comments with a chuckle, unable to take his eyes off your sweet face and pouty lips. Beside his two friends, Remus stares at you with a captivated gaze and can’t seem to keep his eyes away for too long when they have to return to taking notes for class. You became a prominent distraction for Remus, leaving Peter to seek help from the student seated on his other side, who wasn’t much good either.

After some moments, Remus looks up at you only to make brief eye contact with him, which he embarrassingly, swiftly pulls away from. He looks at you several more times, still avoiding your gaze, until he catches you folding up a small piece of paper. He proceeds to stare in fascination as you create an origami bird that you gently breathe life into, sending it across the classroom to him, flapping its delicate wings for flight. The dainty bird lands gracefully on his parchment, where it falls lifelessly. Meeting your eyes again, you subtly signal him to unfold it and read the message written inside while Sirius and James lean over to have a read for themselves.

‘Who’s more ticklish between you and Sirius?’

The question makes Remus look up and stare at you with a raised brow. However, the sight of your impish smirk as you twirl your wand between your fingers makes his heart hammer in his chest frantically. The brunette turns to James who was holding in his laughter and trying to hide his grin behind a closed fist.

“Looks like you two are next,” the Gryffindor chaser chuckles under his breath as Sirius and Remus share a look before gulping apprehensively. They look at you with tense shoulders, nervous eyes and butterflies in their stomachs.

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kquil · 7 months

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hello! I'm here to request a 🍪 with poly marauders, where they ask the reader if they would like to be their partener and they're nervous and stuff

-thank you, have a lovely day !!

A/N : this is the finally cookie requested from my 1k milestone event, thank you so much for the request, darling and im so sorry for taking such a long time to deliver it, i really hope you enjoy the read, my lovely!

They had never been so nervous or anxious before. You were the one and only person to accept their unconventional relationship over everyone else when they first revealed that they were in a poly relationship with each other. What makes the situation even more anxiety-inducing is the fact that you were one of their closest friends, long before they even got into a relationship with one another, therefore, if they really followed through with this, they’d be risking their long-time friendship with you as well. Looking into each other’s eyes, it’s clear that they share the same anxieties for the decision they wanted to ultimately make.

Having understood and supported their relationship more than most, you were their common confidant and dearest friend… no… being around you didn’t feel like being around a friend, nor were you like any type of sibling to them. You didn’t fit into any comfortable category or label anymore. That line and distinction was blurred a long time ago, maybe even before they got together as a trio.

You felt more than a friend when you helped Remus through his thoughts on a daily basis, speaking to him softly and laying out his thoughts with much more clarity than he could ever imagine. You’re always there to help him go through his problems no matter how minute they may be and the tall brunette is incredibly grateful — he never wants to take you for granted. You don’t feel like a friend when you know exactly what Remus needs after a long and hard day. And, especially not when you allow him to hold you tenderly from behind as you help cook the boys their dinner, especially when they all feel lazy and tuckered out from a long day’s work. Remus would often press his face into the slopes of your neck and shoulder, breathing in your familiar fragrance and would sigh in relief, your scent giving him comfort. His arms wanting to hold you longer than what was appropriate for ‘just friends’, oftentimes, you’d let him without any complaints of discomfort.

“Are you feeling good, Rem?” you’d muse, your voice like sweet honey and warm milk to his ears, cosy and ever so comforting.

“Mmmm…yeah,” he’d reply, appreciating the hand you would reach up to briefly comb through his hair and massage his scalp with.

You felt more than a friend when you knew exactly what to say to Sirius if he was ever acting up. He had a horrible habit of acting first and thinking later, however, you were the only one who seemed to calm him down enough to temper his fury and instinctual need to act first, giving him clarity with your words and gentle touch. He’d be on the ground, back against the wall and burying his face into the plush warmth of your stomach as you kneel between his legs. He’d hold you desperately, clinging onto the fabric of your clothes as you soothe him by petting his hair and saying everything he needed to hear in that moment. Somehow, you always knew what to say. You don��t feel like a friend when he’s spooning you from behind, seeking comfort and warmth as you read a book. Your book wouldn’t hold your attention for long, however, as you would eventually deem Sirius’ comfort and needs more important than your need to finish a book. So, like clockwork, you’d turn around in his arms and he could finally feel the reciprocated action of your arms winding around his figure and pulling him close. Naturally, he buries his smiling face into your chest and you’d soon begin humming a soft tune to fill the already comforting silence.

“Don’t leave when I’m asleep…” Sirius whispers pleadingly, whining almost.

“Never, Siri,” and that was all he needed to fall into a deep slumber, smiling and always finding the sweetest dreams that often featured you as well as a great amount of kisses.

You felt more than a friend whenever you’d let James sit in the kitchen with you and ‘help’ you cook breakfast, lunch or dinner, whatever it may be. He’d watch you with such fond eyes, he was surprised that you never noticed his more than friendly appreciation of you. Every once in a while, you would turn to him with a spoonful of the dish in your hand and ask him to have a taste — it was his turn to contribute to the cooking. It made him feel important and involved and like he was sharing a special moment with you.

“How is it, James?”

“As perfect and delicious as always!” he replies happily, licking his lips and grinning even wider when he hears your melodious giggle follow straight after.

“I couldn’t have done it without your immaculate taste in food,” you would humbly reply, cupping his cheek and staring into his eyes with what he wants to deem as love and affection from someone who’s more than a friend. That small moment of joy, however, is quickly broken as soon as you turn your attention away from him. James fights the urge to turn you back to him, lean forward and capture your lips in a heated kiss, a plea and desperate attempt at convincing you to love him, Sirius and Remus as official partners.

You don’t feel like a friend when you would go out of your way to be there for James whenever something was happening in his life, big or small — you were there for him when he was getting ready for his job interview, when he got the job, got his first promotion, when he wanted to eat lunch with someone because he felt lonelier than usual; you were there for everything and so much more.

It only felt natural for them to take that final step with you but, just like how nerve wracking it was for them to confess to one another, it was the same apprehension that clogged up their throats and made it difficult to form the words.

“What’s wrong, you guys?” your soft voice pulls them out of their concentrated apprehension. It was the usual Saturday lunch you spent at their flat except, this time, they cooked the meal for you — it was a pleasant surprise, especially when their cooking turned out better than it typically did. For a while, you were the only eating the food, ignorant to their spiralling thoughts. However, when you finally did notice, the concern was evident in your eyes, largely because James wasn’t hoovering up his food like he usually was, nor was Remus engaging in conversation with you about the book you were both reading together, nor was Sirius subconsciously expressing his deeply learned table etiquette and reprimanding James of his lack of manners like a mother hen. Today, they shared the same daunting expression and it was contagious, rubbing off on you like the plague.

“We uhhh…” Remus begins, gulping with difficulty as he shares a look with the others, “we have something to ask you…”

“What is it?” your question is filled with caution, a direct response to their strange unease around you, “You guys are acting very stra—”

“We love you!” James blurts out which immediately diminishes your worries and draws an adorable giggle from you, one that they all melt over.

“I love you guys too,” with a smile, you happily continue your meal and completely miss their intentions.

“No,” Remus says, “not like that…” his statement makes your brows raise in shock, you search their eyes for answers as your heart begins to race — both from fear and a hint of hope.

“More than that type of love, dollface,” Sirius clarifies, hoping that it was enough for you to understand them.

James reaches over and touches your hand, caressing your knuckles tenderly with his thumb, “we don’t just love you, we want to love you,” it was a little saying between you and James, one that made you fall in love with him and eventually Sirius and Remus too.

With happy tears welling up in your eyes, you look into James’ hazel pools and finally finally see the abundance of love swimming in them, only for you, “like the verb?” you ask in a tear-filled, weak voice.

James laughs and nods eagerly as Remus and Sirius smile fondly at you, the latter of the two reaching out to gently wipe your face of the tears spilling past your waterline, “like the verb, love,” James brings your knuckles to his lips and kisses them lovingly.

Your answering nod was all they needed to round the table and pull you into an embrace, their lips eager to meet yours in a passionate and loving embrace.

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kquil · 9 months

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🥪 : sandwich going shopping with them!

since you spammed me and made me giggle (≧▽≦) i'm gonna try and get through as many of your requests as possible, however, they'll be pretty short and i'll be switching between your requests and others, i hope you don't mind the compromise, darling

g. : rich marauders au ; possibly mafia bosses ; possibly rich ceos ; humble reader ; princess treatment time!

"That's pretty," you whisper to yourself, oogling the beautiful necklace on the display, only to gasp at its price. 'That's too many zeros...' you balk internally to yourself.

"You like that one?" Sirius asks from your left, startling you but quickly filling your heart with dread because you know exactly what's going to happen next.

"Can we take a closer look at this necklace, please?" James politely asks a clerk from your left side. With your heart rapidly pounding against your ears, you barely hear Remus's chuckle from a meter away.

"There's no such thing as window shopping with us around, sweetheart," the tall brunette clicks his tongue and approaches you with a pretty bracelet in hand as James consults with the clerk on other jewellery that may suit you. All while Sirius holds your hand and brings it to his lips for a brief kiss, "what about this? Do you think it's pretty too, dove?" Remus asks in a soft whisper when he finally steps up beside you and offers up the delicate bracelet.

"Good taste Moony," Sirius compliments, which catches James' attention and has him looking over your shoulder seconds later.

"Isn't that your birthstone, angel?" James asks as you nod, slightly overwhelmed from the attention and princess treatment you weren't used to receiving. It isn't long before James is also helping fix the necklace that had caught your eye around your neck with the help of the clerk.

"Remember, Dollface," Sirius whispers against your ear as Remus fixes the bracelet around your wrist before calling over a separate clerk to discuss payment, "if we really wanted to, and we do, we could easily buy all the jewellery here for you,"

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kquil · 8 months

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🍪 : cookie with Siri and giving their baby a bath. Like sitting in the tub together and bathing the baby 😭💕

A/N : this is a mini series and Remus's version is on the way i promise! (thank you for requesting a whole mini series of this adorable scenario, my lovely (ɔˆ ³(ˆ⌣ˆc)) this one is a little angsty but still fluffy ٩( ^ᴗ^ )۶

Sirius isn’t used to a loving family, nor is he used to engaging in fun family activities together; it wasn’t a concept that he was used to. So when you suggested taking a bath together with your baby, he was stunned but definitely up for for giving it a try.

“I-Isn’t this a little bizarre, doll?” Sirius asks, embarrassed as he watches you undress before him despite his preceding playboy reputation at Hogwarts.

“Not at all, Siri,” you giggle and bring your daughter into your arms as you step into the bath, sinking down to sit in between his outstretched legs as his arms sit atop the bath’s surrounding edges, “and besides, it’ll help Aurelie with her bath phobia,”

“She has a phobia?” Sirius’s brows immediately furrow as his worried gaze affixes onto his pouting, teary-eyed daughter, who's being more fussy than usual. How has he not noticed before?

“Yeah,” you muse sadly, cooing at your daughter and kissing her temple comfortingly, “she’s always fussy when it comes to baths so I thought that maybe if we sit with her, she’ll learn to like it,”

Sirius sighs in disappointment, “I’m a bad father…” his face turns sour as he thinks about his own upbringing and how his parents’ mistreatment of him is now affecting him as a father and, therefore, his beloved daughter too.

“I know what you’re thinking and you need to stop it right now Sirius,” your voice is firm and strict as you turn his chin to look him in the eye. There’s anger, sadness, guilt and disappointment in his grey eyes, a whirlpool of tormented emotions still haunting him, “you’re working so hard providing for us so it’s okay for you to miss out on Aurelie’s bath times so you can rest,”

“But-”

“None of that-”

“Wahhhhh!” your daughter’s shrill cry breaks your moment and you both turn to tend to her discomfort.

“What’s wrong, princess?” Sirius coos, his soothing voice and the familiar touch of his hand against her tiny back immediately having an effect on her.

Observant as ever, you spot the problem instantly and lean your head against your husband’s shoulder so you could whisper to him, “she probably saw your distress and got worried for you too. Maybe she thinks you both share a fear of baths,” you giggle and shuffle yourself and your daughter closer to your husband, “lets show her that there’s nothing to fear,”

Smiling warmly, the earlier negative thoughts long forgotten, Sirius coos at his daughter, “don’t be frightened baby,” he creates small waves in the water with his hand. He then presses his fingers together and lifts a small cup of water up to cascade over his daughter’s small shoulders and back, “see? It’s safe, you’re safe,”

“Daddy will keep us safe and happy, darling,” you coo and kiss her cheek as Sirius kisses her other cheek, “we can relax when Daddy’s around,” it takes a little more convincing but Aurelie finally seems to be comfortable enough with the water to splash it with her tiny hands and squeal in delight.

“Good girl, see? All safe~” Sirius coos, expression warm and so full of love as he looks adoringly at the manifestation of his and your love ⏤ his perfect little princess.

“Good job, Daddy,” you coo and kiss his jawline, feeling his cheeks round into a smile before he turns and kisses your temple.

"Je t'aime tellement,"

TRANSLATION ⏤Je t'aime tellement : I love you so much

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kquil · 8 months

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🍪 : cookie with Remus and giving their baby a bath. Like sitting in the tub together and bathing the baby 😭💕

A/N : here's the final installment of this mini series! i hope you darlings enjoy!

“What the?” Remus exclaims as you suddenly enter with nothing but a towel wrapped around you and your naked son held up against your hip.

“Da!” little Alfie squeals in delight at the sight of his father and immediately reaches his arms out to him. At the sight of your son’s tiny hands making grabbing motions at Remus, you promptly comply and hand him over to your husband. As Alfie immediately takes to the water and splashes about, disturbing your husband’s peace and stretching an amused grin across his lips, you rummage around to get out a few of Alfie’s bath toys. You settle with a classic yellow rubber duck, a blue spurting whale and a little floating plastic boat.

Remus watches as you place the toys in the bath before unwrapping the towel around you and hanging it up. As your husband helps your son sink (for the little bubbles) and unsink his little boat (to do it over again - for the bubbles), you slip into the water on the other side of the tub with another plastic boat in your hands.

“Alfie look~” you steal his attention in the midst of him hitting the plastic boat against the surface of the water over and over again. Once you have his full attention, you let your little boat sail peacefully across your side of the tub with a gentle push. Observing your actions, your son mimics what you do before clapping and looking up at you for approval, “well done Alfie~” you praise gently, watching fondly as your son smiles with a giggle before turning to your husband with the same look.

“Good job, Al,” Remus muses in his deep, soothing voice. In his father’s hold, Alfie attempts to climb up Remus’s chest and does so with the help of your husband’s supporting hands against his sides, “what are you up to buddy?”

“Da! Da!” Alfie calls.

“That’s me,” you smile at their adorable interaction and sigh in relief. This was the right choice. Remus had been quite exhausted after the full moon a few days ago, even when the boys came over to transform with him as animagi, you can tell that the recent transformation took a lot out of him. He’s been so exhausted and lethargic recently that he couldn't bear you and Alfie catching sight of him outside your usual check ups and meal deliveries. But you and Alfie missed him dearly, he had been so fussy without his father, so this was your attempt at finally confronting Remus of his horrible avoidance habit without actually confronting him. It was then when Alfie placed a small hand over the uneven texture of a scar across Remus’s cheek. Of course your son is smart, even from a young age — he is Remus’s afterall.

“What a smartie pants,” you coo, inching forward to kneel in between Remus’s legs as you bring up a hand to lovingly stroke back his hair, “just like his father,”

Tears surface in Remus’s eyes as he sees pure, unadulterated love filling your eyes and the guilt of it all makes his chest tighten. It’s almost too much to bear and he makes the mistake of looking at his son again, who coos happily in his arms, gently patting at his scar with a smile, “I’m ashamed…” I should trust you more by now…

“Don’t be Rem,” you kiss his temple sweetly, “Alfie and I just missed you so much, didn’t we, hon?” you ask softly, giggling at the look Alfie gives you after seeing how you kissed your husband. It’s the look he usually gives you when he wants a kiss too so you lean down and comply with your son’s silent plea. With a kiss on his tiny button nose, he instantly became a giggling mess.

“I missed you too…” Remus smiles and kisses Alfie’s forehead before leaning forward to capture your lips in a kiss as well. It would have been a long, love-filled kiss if it weren’t for your son attacking you with a spray of water using his Whale toy.

“I guess he just missed being a nuisance huh?” Remus says in amusement and raises his giggling son out of the water to blow raspberries against his plush belly.

“He gets that from you~” you tease and Remus smirks, all too proud of his origins as a Marauder, causing havoc throughout Hogwarts.

“He’ll be sure to get a pretty lady in the future then,” Remus hums thoughtfully as Alfie takes his whale toy and sinks it into the water, watching in awe at the bubbles that surface above it.

“Why’s that?”

“Because causing trouble got me you and you’re the prettiest lady around,”

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🍪 : cookie James with a muggle 🤔🤔 Hehe i I think it would be funny seeing is he was raised by two wizards serve together they would be learning everything about each others world I think it would be really cute

A/N : this was an adorable write, i loved it more than i thought i would!

No matter how long you’ve been in the wizarding world, magic always fascinates you. James takes full advantage of this in order to boost his ego and impress you with the best pranks on those that deserve it. At first, that is, until he starts to notice how beautiful your eyes look when they stare in awe at his spells, or how cute your little jumps of excitement are, or how pretty your lips look when they become round with wonder and amazement. It isn’t long before you have James wrapped around your little finger and it isn’t just an ego boost to him, anymore, it’s a way of getting you to experience more magic and draw out more of your loveable expressions of allure. Because of you, it's hard to take magic for granted.

All the while, you felt as though James was too far out of your reach. It was unbelievable to think that such a magical world existed beside yours as a muggleborn but it was even more unbelievable that the James Potter would want to be around you so often. He was popular with everyone, charismatic, funny and a true friend. As you grew up beside him at Hogwarts, he filled out his uniform more and gave additional reasons as to why he was worthy of all female attention. It also became a mystery as to why James often sought you out for frivolous things, reasons that seemed like he pulled them out of thin air just to be around you.

However, maybe they were exactly that, futile excuses to spend time with you. James had many merits but being subtle wasn’t one of them…

“James! That’s so cool!” you exclaim in admiration, stars collecting in your eyes as you take in his brilliant display of impressive spells.

“You’re so pretty…”

“...What?-”

“-What?”

Needless to say, you and James quickly made it official and that meant holidays spent together. Which is where you were able to share your muggle ‘magic’ with James too. It was quite funny and amusing to see him so fascinated by everyday appliances like TVs or the radio or phones. His expressions were so cute that you easily understood why he liked showing off for you so often.

“Whoa! What’s this, babe?” James calls from the bathroom as he prepares for a bath. Making your way over, you raise a brow at what he holds up for you to examine.

“Uhh…a rubber duck,”

“What’s it for?!” he asks with eager, sparkling eyes.

“To take a bath with, it floats on the water” you answer, trying to suppress a giggle.

“Wow!”

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kquil · 7 months

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🍪: cookie with james who surprises reader by coming over at their work to pick them up and he's very touchy and wants hugs and all the cute stuff but reader tries (and fails) to pry him off them bc they're sweaty and gross from working all day if that makes sense hehe tysm and congrats on 1k <3

A/N : this was super cute darling! thank you for the request and celebrating my 1k milestone with me, i'm sorry this took so long for me to write, nevertheless, i hope you enjoy how it turned out ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

“James?” you call with uncertainty, cautiously eyeing the familiar figure standing before you. His charming grin, complete with adorable dimples, greets you and you’re immediately assured of who’s standing before you. It was probably the setting around him that somehow warped his appearance enough to seem unfamiliar. It wasn’t common for James to come to your workplace as the two of you got off work at the same time and found it more efficient to make the journey home separately; it was to your complete surprise that he was standing before you, just in time as you got off work, “What are you doing here?” Despite the question, a happy grin couldn’t escape your features.

“To pick you up, of course,” the curly haired brunette regards you with a fond stare but rolls his eyes playfully, his tone just as tongue-in-cheek. Your loving boyfriend quickly approaches you with arms outstretched and a mischievous sparkle in his pretty hazel eyes.

“Uhhh…” it was then that you noticed his state of hard labour. Having worked all day, he was covered in sweat and grime and you’re sure he wasn’t the cleanest either, “James!” you squeal in protest when he shows no mercy and pulls you into his arms with an evil laugh.

“What?~” he feigns innocence, having successfully captured you in a tight embrace before peppering your face with kisses and squeezing you in his strong, muscular and sweaty arms, “I’m just kissing you~” he teases, his attack of kisses unrelenting until he succumbs to nuzzling his face into your hair and taking a big breath in through his nose, “you smell soooooo pretty~”

“James!” you protest again, struggling against his hold but can’t help the laugh that escapes you, the merriment shaking your limbs and weakening your grapple for freedom.

“If you just keep calling my name, I won’t know what’s wrong so I won’t do anything~” he sings, maintaining his playful tone of voice. Now he’s kissing the crown of your head and slowly making his way back to your face again, eventually reaching your temple, where he proceeds to trail a sloppy path down to the pudge of your cheek.

“James?” you call once more, pulling your face away and meeting his eyes, his hazel pools reflecting so much love and tenderness in the mix of his shamelessness.

“Yes, love?”

“Thank you for picking me up,” his eyes soften considerably and he leans down, loving words forming on his tongue but is caught completely off guard when you take the opportunity to push him away, laughing, “but stay away from me!” your playful words matches his earlier one in both pitch and tone, “you stink~”

“Wha-?!” he makes a face of mock offence before coming at you like a game of prey and predator, “that’s just the smell of my abundant love for you!”

“Yeah right!” you roll your eyes as easily as the sarcastic comment rolls off your tongue and laugh when he begins to chase you, “Abundant in sweat and grime, more like!”

“Why you-! Get back here!” you both laugh as he chases you to his car where you giggle with one another, share a kiss and settle in his car before he finally drives you both home for a much needed shower and rest.

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kquil · 8 months

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Hello friend. I really really love your mood boards. Could you do one from Hero’s in tattoos? Maybe of the R visiting the shop (lunch, studying, first piercing!) 🥪 🥪 🥪

AAHHHHHH! I LOVED MAKING THIS MOODBOARD SO MUCH! THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS DARLING!

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kquil · 6 months

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🥪 : sandwich Them being with a chubby girl that likes pink! Hehe

A/N : im sorry again that this took so long but i loved how it turned out, i hope you do too, my darling! also…i just realised that i hardly made reference to chubby reader being chubby but i don’t think the boys will care so much about that so i imagine that they never really draw attention to it either

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kquil · 9 months

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🍪 : cookie for Remus with a girl that’s not good at relationships so he’s like super soft and patient with her

You gasp at the sudden brushing of Remus' hand against yours. It's not that you didn't like him touching you, everything was just so new and it made you hypersensitive.

"Sorry Rem..." you utter, avoiding his eyes. It was embarrassing how inexperienced you were when it came to love; you didn't want to face him. Remus found you adorable though. Your timid demeanour only urged him to treat you more preciously.

However, the brunette has never had to show such self restraint before. Your adorable skittishness in response to his modest advances urged him to approach with caution but also made him want to push for those reactions more. He wants to see you flustered just for him ⏤all for him.

"Don't be..." Remus sighs and laughs at his own lack of self control, "I guess I'm getting greedy..."

Frowning up at him, you shake your head in protest, "that's not true, Remus," as you stare into his eyes, he can see your eagerness to persuade him and his lips were quickly tugging up into a smile, "you're the least greedy person I know..."

Not when it comes to you... he thinks to himself but...if you believe me to be than I shall ⏤he'll be anything and everything you want him to be.

"Thank you, dove," he takes a strand of your hair and raises it to his lips. You're still too jumpy for him to be able to kiss your skin. By the sound of your silent gasp at his action, Remus knows he's right, "I'll be patient for you, just for you,"

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kquil · 8 months

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🍪 : cookie for Sirius opening up about his family issues

A/N : this is very much a reverse comfort fic, sirius deserves all the love, okay?! and we're gonna give it to him gosh dang it! (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

“Oh Sirius…” you mourn for your close friend as a creeping guilt climbs into your chest and snares your heart. The squeeze around your heart pauses your breath only to release it shakily, “I’m so sorry,” with your soft hands, you reach up to hold his face gently but he still doesn’t meet your eyes. It makes your heart break but you don’t know that it isn’t because he’s upset by your pressure for answers. He was behaving oddly, after all; it wasn't unwarranted.

No, it’s not that; he’s ashamed. You, out of all people, didn’t need to know about his situation at home. Sirius doesn’t think he’ll be able to stomach ever looking you in the eyes again, scared of what he’ll see reflected in them.

Why can’t his family stop tormenting him even at Hogwarts, where he’s supposed to be free? Free with the Marauders, free with you…

“You have nothing to be sorry for…” he finally speaks, voice exhausted and lacking his usual playfulness.

“I’m sorry I made you tell me something you weren’t ready to share!” you insist on apologising. Maybe for your own selfish reason to make him understand that you were mistaken and that you would take it back if you could. Or something else entirely. There are many reasons for why you’re apologising but the words seem to escape you. From your racing mind, hammering heart and overwhelming worry, it was hard to narrow things down, think coherently and voice your thoughts rationally.

So lost in your distress over his predicament and figuring out what to say next, just so you could comfort him properly, you didn’t see that he recognises your worry and anger. You were too overwhelmed by concern over his current state. Just from that, he was able to understand that him and his well-being is all that mattered to you. It makes a smile tug at his lips, from both relief and gratitude. He pulls you close by the waist and buries his face into your hair.

“Hug me,” he whispers and you instantly do as he says, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a big squeeze, “play with my hair…” he refers to what you always do when everyone relaxes by the common room fireplace before curfew; without a word, you do as he says, “compliment me,”

“You’re a great friend, Siri…” he smiles into your hair, hearing full confidence in your voice and adores that you always flatter him on non-superficial aspects.

“Embrasse-moi,” he sneakily requests in french, knowing full well that you wouldn’t understand.

“What was that?” you whisper, pulling back to look up at him with an adorable tilt of your head. He doesn’t say a word and, instead, captures your lips in a sweet sweet kiss.

Translation

Embrasse-moi : Kiss me

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POLY MARAUDERS | FILIPINO COOKING

request. : Could i request a 🍪 with poly!marauders x filo!reader, please? Maybe reader decides to make traditional filipino food for dinner and the boys ask reader some questions while eating since they're interested in learning about the culture and the multiple languages too? I'm not sure if this is too much, so feel free to do whatever you'd like! ⏤ @lyne-lyne

length : 0.5k

“What was that, James?” you ask, looking up from your food at the man in question. His mouth was stuffed full of food so it was no wonder that you didn’t understand a word he said.

“Chew your food first, James,” Remus scolds as Sirius laughs at James’s hilarious appearance, jabbing at his shoulder with a finger before quickly returning to his own plate of food.

“This is the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted!” James finally praises after chewing through his mouthful and swallowing, “I didn’t know chicken could taste so good!” he continues as you smile humbly, trying to restrain your ear-to-ear grin and making your cheeks hurt.

“James is right,” Sirius agrees with a lick of his lips, “just wow! You’re such a good cook and this adobo is addicting!” knowing that Sirius grew up eating very refined dishes from the renowned gastronome of french cuisine, his flattering words filled your heart with warmth and pride. You were nervous to cook for them at first but they begged and pleaded with you, insisting on the basis that they wanted to know more about your culture. Naturally, food was the first thing you thought of. Now, you have a feeling that they would be begging you to cook Filipino cuisine for them weekly, maybe even multiple times a week.

“If you think that’s good, you guys need to try this pork dish…” Remus looks towards you with a pause that you are quick to pick up on.

“It’s called Lechon Kawali,” Remus thanks you with a smile and a nod before continuing.

“The brown sauce goes so well with it too,” the brunette continues, dipping a pork piece into the sauce and humming in content from the flavour that explodes in his mouth. It’s such a new but pleasant taste that he becomes a little upset that you didn’t cook for them sooner; such recipes needed sharing and wider recognition.

“Thank you,” you giggle, realising that Remus had abandoned his utensils in favour of eating with his hands, only using his spoon for the rice when balancing out the flavours.

“If you’re gonna suggest that then save some for us, Moony,” Sirius whines upon looking over and realising that Remus was making good progress on eating up the lechon.

“You snooze, you lose, Padfoot,” it was rare to see such flagrant delinquent behaviour from Remus that even James stopped eating before laughing loudly.

“Good food really is the way to a man’s heart,” James chuckles, eventually settling on staring at you adoringly from across the table.

“Very true,” Remus agrees without opposition and gives a casual shrug.

“After this, I might have to go and buy a ring, huh, Dollface?” Sirius winks at you and, for once, you can’t tell whether he’s being playful or earnest.

With a racing heart, you stand from the table and slowly back away to the kitchen, “h-how about dessert?” your suggestion immediately makes their eyes light up, “There’s Bibingka and Turon,”

Sirius smirks, eyeing you up and down, “sounds delicious, dollface,”

a/n : thank you again for requesting this, darling, it feels so good to know i have my fellow filipinos out there supporting me too!

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NOT HERS

PAIR. : Sirius Black x Vanessa (moot)

SUM. : Vanessa, being Harry's 4th grade teacher, eventually ends up meeting his ever so charming Godfather

LENGTH : 1.9k

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“Harry, is this man really your godfather?” you ask with caution in your voice. It was the end of the school day and you always made it a point to wave goodbye to all the children you teach. You've kept this ritual up for as long as you could remember and so you’ve become relatively familiar with the children’s parents and guardians. For Harry, one of your most beloved students to teach despite the regular mischief he gets up to, you expected to see him off with either Lily or James, his known parents. However, the man standing in front of you was neither James nor Lily. He look completely unrelated with his wavy, ebony hair, angular, almost feminine features, pale skin, tattoos and leather attire. You’ve never seen him before so you were quick to judge and eye him cautiously, never fully allowing yourself to succumb to his charming good looks and suave mannerisms.

“Yeah Yeah!” Harry cheers, running up to the man who immediately drops down with open arms and sweeps little Harry up with a bark of laughter, “Uncle Siri!” as Harry wraps his arms around the man’s neck and presses his small face into his shoulder, his supposed uncle meets your eyes and winks, sending your heart racing.

“Sirius Black,” he introduces himself, taking your hand and leaning down slightly to press a kiss against your knuckles. His grey eyes never leave yours and sends a kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering in your stomach, “and you must be?...”

“Vanessa, I’m Harry’s teacher,” you introduce, tamping down the butterflies in your stomach and regulating your breathing so that the heat spreading across your cheeks cools down quickly.

With a smirk, he nods and rises back to his full height, towering over you with interested eyes, “Of course,” his display of charm has sent multiple mothers and guardians around you swooning, if the light gasps and flurry of excited whispers were any indication but you weren’t about to be any of them. You’re too much of a pessimist at heart that when it comes to your own lovelife the thought that any man would look your way twice is an impossibility. So you’ve grown a habit of dismissing all potential lovers, it’s a terrible habit but one that’s saved you so much heartache; it continues to perpetuate your negative views on love for yourself, “a pleasure to meet you, doll,”

The loving name he appoints you has no effect, peaking his interest further, “the pleasure’s all mine,” you then turn to Harry who has been watching the exchange between you (his favourite teacher of all time) and his uncle with attentive doe eyes, “get home safe, Harry, tell your parents I said hi and I hope you have a good weekend,” you speak softly, voice, gentle and warm as the summer sun and eyes, kind and ever so blue. Sirius is shocked. From the way you spoke to him, he would think that you had nothing but ice in your veins and deeply questioned your choice of occupation but he had no reason for such doubts anymore; you’re every bit the angel Harry had described you to be when praising your way of teaching at the dinner table.

“You too, Miss!” Harry returns with a toothy grin that earns him a wider smile from you, “See you Monday!”

As Sirius walks away with Harry in his arms, you wave at the little boy past the man’s shoulders and eventually turn your attention to your other departing students. In Sirius’ arms, Harry pulls away slightly and eyes him with an impish glint in his eyes but doesn’t say anything, even when Sirius sets the little boy down on his motorbike in order to retrieve their helmets.

“What is it Harry?” Sirius eventually asks.

“You like Miss Vanessa, don’t you?” Harry giggles behind his small hands and looks up at his uncle with smiling eyes.

“Of course I do, she takes really good care of you, prongslet,” Sirius comments with a smile and brings Harry’s helmet over his head.

“Righhtttt~” Harry teases, sounding just like James, which brings a smile to Sirius’ lips, “I can ask her if she’s single for you, uncle Siri,”

“Alright!” Sirius distracts with a chuckle, “Let’s get you home shall we?”

In your initial meeting, Sirius didn’t know how to feel about you; you were warm and sweet, kind as could be but also cold and a grump. It was an odd combination but definitely worth his attention. You were spoken highly of by Harry, James and Lily as a teacher but meeting you for himself was a different story. He was definitely interested in you so he made the effort of volunteering to collect Harry and drop him off whenever possible. His actions definitely raised a lot of questions between Lily and James but the questions remained silent; they wanted to see how it all played out.

Months pass as the couple watches Sirius happily volunteer to drop off Harry for school and encourage their Friday date nights to become a regular thing so that he would have an excuse to see you weekly. The couple watched as Harry sang your praises during meals, especially when Sirius was over for dinner. They watched as Sirius became more excited for school than Harry in the mornings. And they watched when Harry sang Sirius’ praises to you during parents evenings, where they came in to talk with you about Harry’s progress, only for the conversation to turn to how fun and amazing and handsome his uncle Siri was. Amused, the couple zipped their lips and held their tongues — but only until it was time to gossip to Remus about it.

“Oh god, is that who I think it is?” James chuckles as he slings his arm across Lily’s shoulders and eyes your form from across the pub.

“It’s Vanessa!” Lily’s giggles ring with recognition as the couple eye you happily chatting with your group of friends at the bar before turning to Sirius and trying to alert him of your presence. However, with the busy night and high level of background noise, their warnings go unnoticed.

“Is that the famous Vanessa I keep hearing so much about?” Remus chuckles in an attempt to help out, looking over his shoulder to examine you himself. As a university professor, he was quite busy so he’s only heard about you through James and Lily. Seeing you for the first time, he can understand the couple’s speculation of Sirius’ blossoming affections, you have every feature Sirius was ever weak for, sweet looking and kind with gentle eyes and a warm smile. Sitting right beside Sirius, Remus’ exclamation, draws in the tatted man’s attention right away.

“Where?!” Sirius, slightly tipsy, looks around in excitement, grey eyes immediately landing on you and grinning widely. Without a second thought, he gets up and dusts himself off, “It’s my chance,” he says to himself, his adoring eyes never leaving your beautiful figure from across the room, “no little kids screaming to get in the way, no Harry to tease me, no parents to watch me make a fool of myself….” his friends laugh at his hushed ramblings and usher him off with a word of ‘good luck’ on their lips.

“Doll!” Sirius cheers and throws his arms around your waist from behind, “Fancy seeing you here~” he presses his forehead against your shoulder and takes a deep breath, sighing contentedly at your comforting smell. He’s tried multiple times to get close to you but the situation was never appropriate so your fragrance is left tempting him from a distance in faint notes as he resists the urge to pull you close. Now, with no inhibitions, he’ll take what he’s resisted for so long.

“S-Sirius?!” you squeal in surprise, your flustered expression making the tipsy man coo in adoration.

“I knew you would be cute like this,” Sirius sighs and turns you in his arms so that your front was pressed up against his chest, “lemme take a closer look at ya’,” you could smell the alcohol on his breath when he leans in close as you desperately try to slow your racing heart.

“Sirius, this is very inappropriate,” you huff but make little to no attempt at pushing him away, only giving his shoulders a slight push, not wanting to hurt him in his inebriated state.

“No it’s not,” he childishly protests but becomes quiet as he examines your face with his steel-grey eyes. Despite your flustered state from his closeness, your eyes don’t stray from his as he takes you in, “wow, Vanessa,” he whispers your name with so much adoration, your heart can’t help but lurch with a sickening hope, “you’re so beautiful,” he leans closer, was he going to kiss you?! His nose lands on your shoulder and he whispers into the fabric of your shirt, “and so soft… you smell nice…” he holds you closer and groans in drunken delight, “I want to hold you forever,”

“Sirius, you’re drunk,” you say firmly, using your teacher's voice on him, which was fitting for his childish mannerisms. He’s so different now from the man who moved like a prowling, debonair wolf.

“No I’m not!” he meets your eyes with defiance but relents when you give him the very same look you give your kids when you catch them misbehaving, “Maybe a little but that doesn’t take away from your beauty, Doll,” he reasons and chuckles deeply at your stunned and bashful expression, “gimme your number,” he demands, relaxed but firm, his confident command making your heart ache with want even though there’s a persistent voice in the back of your mind telling you that it’s not true. He doesn’t want my number… habitually, you turn to your friend, who watches the exchange excitedly with your other friends. She was prettier, she was the prettiest — surely it was her number that Sirius wanted.

Curious over what had your attention, Sirius follows your eyes to meet with your friend’s just as you turn around to face him again and witness the exchange of glances between the two.

I knew it…

“Your number, doll?” Sirius asks, his attention back on you as he raises his phone for you to add your contact in.

You push him away to do so but with your friend’s contact, “here,” hurriedly giving back his phone, you turn to your friends and hide away your disappointment and heartbreak. How dare you get your hopes up like that? You know how it always ends. How could a charming, funny and handsome guy like Sirius ever want to be with someone like you?

Your thoughts spiral negatively and you swear to never get your hopes up again but are pulled out of it when you hear your friend’s phone ring from across the table. Snapping your head up, you watch your beautiful friend reach for her phone only for the ringing to suddenly stop and you’re forcefully turned around to face a very sober-looking Sirius, “I asked for your number, Dollface,” he raises a hand to caress your soft cheek with the back of his fingers, his touch gentle and kind despite the dark look in his eyes, “not hers,” Sirius feels somewhat insulted, “I know what I want,” ‘you’ his eyes say silently but earnestly, “I’m not letting you decide for me,”

A/N : i really wish i could have developed this more but i swore to myself that each cake request had to be between 1 to 2k words just to be fair and so i don't tire myself out with requests. Vanessa! my darling! i hope this did you justice! im sorry if it's not enough, i wish i could do more but i did my best for you, my love!

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