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sacredsnape · 1 year

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Could you do a one shot for Remus please, after a full moon he doesn’t come back home immediately and reader is just worried and when he does come back he snaps at her because he’s tired, she gets hurt, gives him silent treatment but still tend to his wounds then cries and he hears her

I love this request, it has me in my feels 🥲

Genre: angst/fluff

Warnings: mentions of injuries and blood

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Remus wasn't home yet.

He usually returned home the morning after the full moon, but now it was nearing noon, and you were worried sick.

"Remus?" you called every time you stepped outside, hoping to see him. You and him lived in a cottage near the woods he'd run into to transform, so it only made sense that he'd appear there.

You eventually just sat outside on the front porch to wait, your leg bouncing with nerves. You felt hot tears well up in your eyes and trickle down your cheeks, falling onto your shirt.

Suddenly, the bushes lining the woods rustled. You quickly stood up, grabbing your wand just in case before crying out in relief when Remus stumbled out of the bushes.

"Remus!" you cried, running over to your boyfriend. He was in bad shape; he was more scratched up than usual and had a nasty gash on his arm that was still bleeding heavily.

"Oh, Remus," you sobbed softly as you reached him, opening your arms to hug him, "I thought I'd lost you-"

"Don't fucking touch me," Remus snapped. Your heart dropped. You stood back, staring at him in shock. "Leave me alone, Y/N."

Remus brushed past you, limping towards your cottage. You didn't move, your heart hammering as an icy shock coursed through you.

What did you do wrong? You greeted him the same way you did every time he came home, so why did he snap at you?

More tears filled your eyes, but they weren't tears of relief anymore. You struggled to swallow the lump in your throat as you entered the cottage, following Remus's trail of blood to the bathroom.

You found him already submerged in the bathtub, the water up to his chin. He didn't look at you as you walked in, his eyes trained on the water surrounding him, which had turned dark red.

"Remus," you tried again, a little desperate this time. "Why are you-"

"Stop it," he cut in, his voice gruff as he dragged the sponge across his muddy, bloodstained arms. "Just stop it, okay?"

Remus couldn't bring himself to look at you. He knew that you were crying, judging by your shuddering breaths and sharp inhales, and he felt extremely guilty. He had been in a terrible fight with another werewolf and was far too exhausted to talk to you right now.

Despite your anger and hurt, you huffed, sitting down on the edge of the tub and snatching the sponge from Remus. He still didn't look at you, causing your heart to break even more.

You reached for the bottle of body wash and squirted more of it onto the sponge. You began to wash Remus, being careful with the deep wound on his arm. The two of you sat in stony silence that was only interrupted by the gentle splashing of water and your sniffling.

After the bath, you helped Remus dry off and dress. You cleaned and dried his wounds, bandaging them with care. You then drained the water in the tub and threw the dirty towels into the laundry. Finally, you gave Remus his healing potions. He didn't thank you, simply drinking them and then handing you back the empty vials.

Remus went to bed. You went to the living room and cried your eyes out into the cushions on the sofa. You felt miserable, your mind racing as you wondered what, if anything, you had done wrong.

Maybe he was cheating on you. You'd seen the way other women looked at him whenever you two went out together. You couldn't blame them; Remus was indeed very handsome, but he was yours, unless all that attention from other women was starting to peak his interest.

The cushion you had your face buried in smelled like Remus. Chocolate, coffee, and cinnamon. You let out an angry sob and hurled the pillow across the living room, watching through teary eyes as it knocked down a photo of you and him from the mantelpiece.

The glass frame shattered on the hardwood floor. You winced at the unpleasant noise, standing on wobbly legs to investigate what you had done. The photo was of you and Remus on your first date exactly a year ago today. It sat lopsided in the shards of glass, and you cautiously bent down to pick it up, gasping when a sharp corner nicked your finger.

Cradling your bleeding finger, you looked at the photo. You were sitting on Remus's lap, his big arms secured around your waist. The photo moved, showing you laughing at some corny joke you'd heard, while Remus smiled at you with so much kindness and warmth on his face. You two had been at a friend's party, you having ended up on his lap after a dare made by said friend. You remembered how flustered you had felt in that moment, especially after feeling your now boyfriend's bulge brushing against your bare skin in your skirt.

Remus was your lover. He always had been and always will be, even if you were pissed at him, and he was ignoring you.

You had to fix this. With more sobs leaving you, you impulsively gathered up the broken glass in the air with your wand. They levitated before you, and you were halfway to the kitchen to put the frame back together, when your wand slipped from your trembling hand and the glass fell, shattering further.

Some of it cut you mid-fall, and you gave up, slumping onto the kitchen counter with your face buried in your arms as you wept, your cries echoing around the small kitchen.

You screamed in surprise when you suddenly felt large, warm hands pulling you up. The hands turned you to face their owner, and you saw Remus standing before you, his face and voice etched with genuine concern.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing? There's glass all over the floor. Your hands are all cut up too," Remus spoke softly, cradling your tear-stained face in his bandaged hands.

You struggled to catch your breath, your words slurring slightly as you tearfully asked, "Who is it, Remus? Who are you cheating on me with? Is it Madam Rosmerta?!"

Remus stared at you for a moment before laughing, shaking his head. "Madam Rosmerta? Dove, what are you talking about? I'm not cheating on you with anybody. You're my only love."

"Then why have you been ignoring me ever since you got home?" you sobbed, burying your face in his chest out of habit. The soft fabric of his cardigan nuzzled your cheek, and you whimpered and held onto him tightly.

"Love, I'm so sorry," Remus sighed as he rubbed soothing circles into your back, embracing you. "I'm just tired. I got into a bad fight with another werewolf. I shouldn't have snapped at you or ignored you, though. There's no excuse for my behavior. I'm so very sorry, my baby."

You whimpered again. Remus gently kissed the top of your head, looking around at the glass all over the floor. He noticed the photo and put two and two together, squeezing you.

"How did the photo break?" Remus softly asked you, continuing to rub your back. You shook your head, refusing to answer in fear that he'd get mad at you.

Remus squeezed you again. "It's okay if you broke it," he promised.

You sighed and finally looked up at him, your heart swelling with love. You loved Remus no matter what and he seemed to feel the same, as he kissed you deeply and held you closer.

"It's okay, darling. You're okay. Let me take care of you," Remus soothed. He pulled away to grab bandages from a cabinet, keeping his hand on your hip. You giggled as he cleaned and bandaged the cuts on your hands, his lips grazing your forehead.

"There we go. We're both going to end up looking like mummies with all these bandages if we get any more injuries," Remus chuckled quietly, kissing your cheek.

"I'm sorry," you whispered, hooking your arms around the back of his neck.

"For what?" Remus mumbled as his lips wandered down to your neck, kissing you there.

"I don't know."

Remus laughed against your neck, the vibration of his voice slightly ticklish. "Then don't say sorry if you don't know what to be sorry for," Remus said lightly. "In fact, you have no reason to be sorry. I'm the only one who should be sorry."

"But I forgive you," you answered meekly, wiping your eyes. "I'm not mad at you anymore."

Remus leaned up to kiss your lips, his lips soft and warm against yours. "That doesn't mean I've forgiven myself. I feel terrible for making my girl cry."

"I'm okay now," you insisted, despite tears continuing to leak from your eyes. Remus wiped your tears away with his thumbs, humming lowly.

"What can I do to make it up to you?" he asked, resting his chin on your shoulder as he hugged you flush to his body.

You ran your fingers through his hair, feeling him smile against your neck.

"Just talk to me next time," you sighed, pecking the side of his head. "You know I'm always here to listen to you and take care of you."

You felt his smile grow. "That I can do, my love," Remus said. "I promise."

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readwithlivvy · 2 months

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just a fun friendly reminder that snape tried to get sirius' soul sucked out, even though he knew sirius was innocent!

#anti snape #anti snily #sirius black #remus lupin #pro james potter #james potter #pro marauders #pro sirius black #pro remus lupin #anti severus snape #harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban #harry potter #ron weasley #hermione granger

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expectopatronum81 · 7 months

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Unpopular opinion but......

Am I the only one who misses the og marauders? The marauders fandom isn't even about the marauders now, 99% of their canon personality traits hv been replaced with cliqued behaviour. For some reason there's a massive obsession with their sexuality and I just don't get it? Lyk can't u have a character with any sexual orientation with personality traits outside it anymore? Does there really need to be a complete erasure of their most defining traits? I just wish we could get the actual marauders era characters back

James Potter: Pureblood, rich, intelligent, arrogant, a bully, but extremely loyal; took Sirius in and turned into an animagus for his werewolf bestie when the whole world would have shunned him; he could have led a life of utmost comfort but chose to risk his life and fight for those he loved in a war that didn't even concern him personally. His last words were asking his wife and child to escape while he tried to hold voldy off without a wand

Sirius Black: Haughty, a bully, extremely good looking, cool, rich, blood traitor by 16, comes from a family of literal death eaters, very intelligent, loyal, will do anything for those he loves( especially james and later Harry), thick as hell (my boy really survived in a depression prison for 12yrs, tht too after all the horror he'd seen before that), dark, very traumatized and broken

Remus Lupin: Gentle (yup u read that right), kind, mischievous (ppl really overlook this), very insecure, let james and Sirius bully Snape coz he was too thankful for their acceptance and affection to tell them off, considered himself undeserving of love, his self loathing prevents him from being a responsible adult/ parent for Harry, lowkey manipulative. Very compassionate and empathetic even after everything he's been thru tho

Peter Pettigrew: Considered slow and stupid, insecure, tags along with the others for protection, but obviously cunning and manipulative, a disgusting rat tho

Regulus Black: Teenage Reggie worshipped death eaters, he had newspaper clippings of them on his wall, completely believed in those racist ideologies until he realised what the reality of being a death eater was. He tried to bring voldy down but there's no evidence of him completely changing his beliefs about everything else like muggle borns, muggles, werewolves etc. Very cunning and intelligent tho, he discovered voldemort's secret before Dumbledore did. Liked kreacher but kreacher was also brainwashed with pureblood ideology, so I ll only give him half the credit. Bravely sacrificed his life in the end, but he still chose to protect his racist family.

Lily Evans: muggleborn, good at portions, described as popular and vivacious, pretty, the favourite sibling, isn't afraid of standing up to ppl (tht smirk in swm tho?), very brave, and most importantly (ppl really choose to forget this nowadays) a mother who stood in front of her baby boy in hopes of saving him from the darkest wizard alive even tho she herself was only 21 at the time, tht too right after losing her husband. Tho I'd still say that lily is a badly written character

It's fun to explore characters but not one of these core characteristics r even present. They're turned into one dimensional social justice warriors who r always right in everything they do

Now I get it, ppl want them to fit with current day ideals, but y not just create different/new characters then? What's the point of holding on to that nostalgia if most of their character isn't even there anymore? Where's all the toxicity coming from? And anyone who doesn't agree is homophobic and whatever other -phobic u choose to employ in the most irrelevant context ever. It's all so stupid smh🙄

#harry potter #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #regulus black #lily evens #marauders era #mauraders #anti fanon #anti marauders #pro james potter #pro sirius black #pro remus lupin #pro lily evans #pro regulus black #pro sirius

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potterblog · 2 months

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The Snape fandom and Marauders fandom shouldn't be so divided. 😭 I like all five of them as nuanced, complicated characters and wish that more fanfics equally depicted them all with their flaws and fleshed out their humanity and positive traits too. Severus Snape, Sirius Black, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin are all such complex characters!

I'm also a Ron and Draco fan too lol. I wish I could find a good time-travel fic with all of my faves!

Someone give me some good Marauders Era fanfic recs without any character bashing please! I'm open to all ships! 🥰 My top fave Marauders ships are Blackkinnon, Siritunia, Snetunia, Snack, and PetPet <3 Jily is awesome too, of course!

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moonlightdancer26 · 1 year

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How can I explain to Remadora haters that Remus didn’t leave Tonks “because he didn’t truly love her,” but because he loved her so much that the thought of ruining her life by impregnating her terrified him to the point of running away for her own good?

#he literally says it himself #it’s really not that hard to understand 😭#he genuinely thought he was doing what was best for her #it was bad that he left her out of cowardice and did it without consulting her #but he still came back #ofc he loves her #pls have some critical thinking #remadora #pro remadora #pro nymphadora tonks #pro remus lupin #remus lupin #nymphadora tonks #dora tonks #tonks #harry potter #hp

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celestemagnoliathewriter · 2 years

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The true story of one Remus John Lupin.

#remadora #pro remadora #remus lupin #remus john lupin #pro remus lupin #nymphadora tonks #remus x tonks #remus x nymphadora #tonks x lupin #lupin x tonks #ronks #remus angst #get your shit together remus

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batwingsrosa · 1 month

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Why does noone ever talk about how dirty Dumbledore did Remus Lupin by hiring him as a dada teacher?

And i don‘t believe for a second that Dumbles didn‘t already know about the curse on that position at that point.

Like- he knew something was bound to happen to whoever took this position- something horrible, most likely.

And who did he choose as a human sacrifice?

Remus Lupin.

An order member.

Who was bitten as a child and ostracised from society.

Who lost all his friends because they were brutally murdered.

He knew what would happen.

And he chose Remus Lupin.

#pro remus lupin #remus lupin #harry potter #pro severus snape #harry james potter #anti dumbledore #albus dumbledore #always #remus lupin desweved better

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astronova-00 · 2 years

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so I headcanon Gabriel Marques as a young Severus Snape and if you don’t know who that is….I will do the pleasure of showing you:

It’s just too perfect. And now I need a fan cast of a young Remus Lupin and don’t say Andrew Garfield, because I hate that headcanon. It’s so overused and I never see anyone think of anyone else for him. Please help me and suggest people because I’m making a pinboard for my story: Family is the Best Kept Secret (a snupin story)

#snupin #remus lupin fancast #severus snape fancast #severus snape #young severus snape #young remus lupin #remus lupin #pro snape #astronova 00 blog #pro remus lupin

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mytoesfelloff · 2 years

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Love how the same people yelling at me for ‘victim blaming’ Snape almost getting himself eaten by a werewolf are the same people actually victim blaming the ACTUAL victim of that situation: Remus.

“Snape is only stalking him because he’s getting revenge against his bullies” 1-The only marauders we see torment Snape are James and Sirius, not Remus so why exactly are y’all trying to use that to excuse Remus getting stalked? Like Fr, the closest we’ve seen him be ‘mean’ to Snape is when he says “Keep your big ass nose out of my business” after he knew that he was getting stalked and honestly, I’ll be damned to hold that against him because I would hope that everyone would have the bravery to tell their stalker to fuck off.

2-There is no canonical evidence that the Marauders did anything to him to lead him to stalking Remus. I cannot stress this enough, apart from the train where all 3 of the boys were at fault, every time we hear of James and Sirius starting shit we’re not giving a timeline. Which ties into point 3.

3- He says it himself for why he’s stalking him. “I don’t want people to think they’re as wonderful as they seem”. In that same sentence he brings up James unprovoked and tries to explain all of the bad things he does, proving that he has no problem bringing up all the ways people suck. So if the Marauders did do anything to him to warrant Remus getting stalked he would have mentioned it or at least looked at Lily like she’s an idiot because she would have known. From the train and SWM we know that James isn’t exactly subtle and had no problem harassing Snape in front of Lily . Yet I’m supposed to believe that he’s doing what he’s doing out of revenge when he never even alludes to that?

“Why wasn’t he tied up? Snape could have gotten hurt so they should have tied him up” First of all, Snape, the Marauders and anyone else that’s not named Remus Lupin has no business being anywhere near that tree so if they get hurt that is their own fault. You don’t have the right to trespass against an area that you know is dangerous and off limits then cry when you almost get hurt. Second, excuse the shit out of me? You want a child who’s already suffering a horrifically painful transformation to be chained up or tied up? You want him tied up so when he becomes a larger animal he’s under more pain because of the tightened chains or ropes?

Absolutely wild to me how people seem to lose focus on the fact that Remus was the victim and Snape was the aggressor who almost became a “victim” through his own malice and stupidity.

#harry potter #pro remus lupin #anti snape #hp #the marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #werewolf situation #Sn*pe was not the victim #In fact he was like the bad guys from home alone who trespassed and got knocked #lily potter #I mention her so why not #I still don’t buy that ‘he was bullied for 7 years’ headcanon #and now I’m more confident about saying it because the more I think the more I realize the math is not mathing

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enigmaticemperor · 2 years

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It's kind of fucked up that Snape finally achieved his goal of 'expelling' Remus from Hogwarts.

#remus lupin #anti snape #wolfstar #sirius black #james potter #pro remus lupin #peter pettigrew #blackinnon #remadora #marauders #marauders era #harry potter series #harry potter #lily potter #lily evans #anti severus snape

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sacredsnape · 1 year

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can you do fem!reader wanting a child but remus is too scared because yk and like eventually he agrees to it and like it could be a little bit smutty idk 🤷‍♀️

My first ever Remus request 🫶🏻 thank you anon

Genre: fluff/smut

Warnings: soft!dom Remus, sub!reader, praise kink, unprotected sex, low-key breeding kink, sex in front of a mirror, soft and loving sex, mentions of pregnancy and birth

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"Remmyyy,'" you called in a sing-song voice as you approached your lover, sliding onto his lap.

Remus slowly closed the book he was reading to look at you, pinching the bridge of his nose. He shifted around on the sofa as he spoke, "Love, we've had this discussion before."

You pouted, hooking your arms around the back of his neck and peppering his face in kisses. Remus frowned, trying to pull away, but you kept your hold firm.

"There's nothing to be scared of, Rem," you reassured him, running a hand up and down his lean chest. "I just want to try."

Remus's frown disappeared at the adorably earnest expression on your face and he lightly pinched your cheek. You giggled, squirming around on his lap.

"I know, sweetheart, but I'm worried that my condition will somehow pass down to our child," Remus murmured as he gently gripped your hips, ceasing your movements. "I don't want our child to suffer in the way that I do."

You pressed your lips to his forehead in a reassuring kiss. "I understand, but I don't think lycanthropy can be passed down. I've done research on it and the role it plays in genetics, and I've found nothing that suggests that it's hereditary," you gently explained to Remus.

Remus bit his lip and sighed heavily, massaging small circles into your hips. "I'll think about it," he decided.

You graciously kissed his cheek over and over again and Remus laughed lightly at your enthusiasm.

"Thank you, baby. It'll be okay, I promise." To emphasize your point, you grabbed his large hand and placed it over your stomach.

"Imagine me with a baby bump! I'll be carrying your baby and we'll be one big happy family," you giggled, running your fingers through his soft hair that you loved so much. He smelled like cinnamon and a hint of freshly brewed coffee, your favorite scents embodied into one person, your Remus.

Remus splayed his fingers across your stomach, the fabric of your shirt creasing under his fingers.

"But you'll be in so much pain," Remus expressed, pressing a lazy kiss to your jawline. "I've heard that you can get really bad nausea and that your vagina can even rip while giving birth."

You cringed, shaking your head. "Don't remind me. I'll just have to suck it up. You know that I've always wanted to have a baby."

"I know." Remus nodded and pushed his face into your neck, securing you in his arms and dotting kisses along the column of your neck. You could feel his smile. "I'll see if I change my mind."

"You better," you laughed, winking playfully at him as you rose from his lap.

"Where are you going?" Remus softly asked you, his smile fading.

"To look up baby names in the name book I bought the other day," you said, smiling smugly as you left the living room.

Remus let out a snort of laughter and rolled his eyes, following you without missing a beat.

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By next week, Remus had come to a decision.

He had spent his time between work researching lycanthropy and if it's hereditary, and he felt his worries and doubts melt away when he found out that it wasn't hereditary at all.

He felt like a bit of an ass for not believing you at first and for worrying so much, but he pushed that guilt away to tell you that he was ready to have a baby.

"You are?" you half moaned as Remus crawled on top of you, pushing you gingerly into the bed. He was already pulling your clothes off, now fiddling with the button of his trousers.

"Yes, or I wouldn't be dying to get into your pants right now," he laughed against your neck, palming your breast over your blouse. Your eyes fluttered, your heart jumping into your throat as he tweaked your erect nipple.

"Don't tease me," you grumbled, helping him pull your blouse off over your head. Your breasts bounced gently back into place once they were freed from your blouse, and Remus audily moaned at the sight of your bare chest.

"Pretty girl, how could I ever tease you?" Remus cooed, squeezing your left breast in one large hand. You squirmed, arching your back slightly and giving him a full view of your chest.

"Please," you pouted, tugging desperately on the hem of his shirt. "Please, Remmy. I wanna see you."

Remus sat back on his heels, pulling his shirt off and messing up his hair in the process. It now stuck up in a few places and you giggled quietly at the sight.

"What's so funny, silly girl?" Remus asked you, raising an eyebrow at you. He made to unbutton his trousers and you sat bolt upright, eager to do it for him yourself.

"Your hair just looks funny," you admitted cheekily, kissing his scarred chest and nuzzling it. Your fingers delicately worked on undoing his trousers, pulling them down hastily.

"Does it?" Remus turned to look at himself in the mirror next to your bed, seeing that his hair was indeed sticking up. He turned back to face you, his lips curled into an adoring smile.

"You and your fascination with my hair," he chuckled, moaning softly as you began to palm him over his boxers.

"It's pretty," you mumbled, gazing up at him through your lashes. Remus threaded his long fingers in your hair, admiring the feel of it.

"So is yours, princess."

He bent down to kiss the top of your head and you smiled at his sweetness, so in love that you felt like your heart was about to burst.

You cupped his hard length and felt it throbbing against your hand, licking your lips. He was so big, and every time he fucked you he always sent you into orgasmic bliss.

"Come on, love, we don't have all day now," Remus teased as he gave you an encouraging forehead kiss.

You murmured an apology and nodded, swiftly pulling down his boxers. His hard cock bounced up and hit his stomach, the head shiny with pre-cum. His cock always looked so pretty, with its intricate veins running up the underside of it and the head a pretty shade of pink, the exact shade of his lips that you loved to kiss all the time.

You took him into your hand and stroked him languidly, drawing soft groans of your name from him. Remus tugged on your hair in approval, sliding his free hand under your skirt and grunting when he felt that you didn't have any underwear on, his fingers circling your wet entrance.

"Merlin, you really were ready for me, huh?" Remus smirked and cupped the back of your head with both hands, kissing you deeply. You whimpered sweetly for him, sneaking your hand down to your dripping folds and dragging a finger between them.

"Remus, please. I can't wait any longer," you confessed, breathless. You pumped his cock harder and firmer, his hips involuntary jerking forwards into your hand.

"Then let go of my cock, silly," he smiled, and your heart swelled at the sight of his charming smile.

You nodded and released his length from your hand, laying down excitedly and pulling your skirt off. A small pile of yours and his clothing had accumulated at the side of the bed.

Remus spread your legs, settling himself in between them. He lowered his head to kiss your face, your neck, your chest, humming out praises after each kiss.

"My beautiful princess," he admired, pumping his cock readily as he lined himself up with your entrance. "Can't wait to see you carrying my baby."

He pressed two fingers to your clit and rubbed uneven circles into it, your body twitching at his touch. He was trying to rile you up, wanting to drag out your pleasure for as long as possible.

"Please," you begged him, biting your lip hard. "I want you inside of me."

Remus kissed your cheek lovingly, his stubble tickling your skin.

"Anything for my lovely girl," Remus whispered into your ear, pushing in all the way without hesitation.

You and him gasped together, your eyes widening at the amazing stretch. His cock fit you so perfectly and always made you feel so full, and your walls squeezed and contracted around him as you adjusted.

This was your first time with Remus without a condom. Feeling his bare, thick cock massaging your walls was so erotic yet so amazing at the same time.

"Hey," Remus said softly as he raised himself, supporting himself with his arms as he looked down at you with eyes full of love.

"Hi," you mused, your fingers knotting in his hair.

"Pretty girl's stuffed full of my cock," he mumbled in awe, rubbing your clit in slow, arching circles. "God, you feel amazing like this."

"I do?" you replied, your voice coming out high and needy. You dug your nails into his shoulders, wrapping your legs around his waist.

"Fuck, yes," he groaned lowly, pulling out slightly and pushing back in to set a rhythm. His hips smoothly rocked into you, his cock completely buried to the hilt.

"Remmy," you whimpered, your lips parted in pleasure as his cock reached so deep inside of you, touching every part of you. "You're so good."

"Yeah? You like my big cock stretching you out like this?" Remus husked, grabbing you by the back of your knees and pushing your legs further apart, allowing his cock to drive deeper inside of you.

You gasped at the new angle, your legs aching slightly as you struggled to keep up with his thrusts.

"I love it so much," you mewled, raking your fingernails down his strong, broad back, leaving behind red marks.

Remus increased the speed of his thumb on your clit and released a shaky moan when he felt your pussy spasm around him.

"Such a sweet, pretty pussy. You take me so well, darling," Remus praised warmly, thrusting harder and firmer. Your breasts bounced in time with his thrusts and he practically drooled at the sight, placing a hand over your right breast and holding it as he rutted into you.

You didn't know if it was because of the lack of a condom, or because you were so fucking horny, but it felt like Remus's cock was reaching an all new depth. You swore that you could feel him in your guts, nestled so deeply inside of you.

You loved knowing that his cock was made for you and only you.

You screwed your eyes shut, awash in intense pleasure. Sex with Remus was electrifyingly passionate and something so sacred and dear to the both of you.

Remus pinched your cheeks between his fingers, your lips jutting out in a pout. "Look at me," he spoke firmly.

You forced your eyes open and saw the most beautiful sight. Remus's bangs had fallen into his eyes and his face was flushed red, his bottom lip resting gently between his teeth. You gazed down to where your hips met his, fixated momentarily at the sight of his cock sliding in and out of you and how it was so slick with your arousal.

"I love you," you moaned tenderly as you met his eyes again, bunching the sheets into your fists. "I love you so much."

Remus bucked his hips even faster at your words, grabbing your chin and turning your head so that you looked into the mirror next to the bed.

"Watch me fill you up, sweetheart. I love you so much," he said gruffly, his sentence getting lost in the sound of your desperate moans and wet skin slapping against wet skin.

You watched yours and his reflections in the mirror; Remus was thrusting hard and fast, the bed beginning to creak and shake with the force of his thrusts. You were spread open for him so beautifully, your mouth wide open in a long, drawn out moan.

You felt a familiar coil starting to tighten in your stomach and you rocked your hips in time with his, the new friction causing you to cry out a half sob, half moan.

"Remus, m' so close," you mumbled, completely in a daze as Remus continued his relentless attack on your sensitive clit, which squelched and pulsed under his thumb.

"Me too," he grunted, pressing his forehead into your neck, panting heavily due to his exertion. "You want me to fill you up, honey? Fill you up with my cum?"

You finally tore your gaze away from the mirror, holding onto Remus for dear life like you were afraid that either you or him would slip from your grasp.

"I want it, I need it," you pleaded, nearly in tears from how badly you wanted Remus to come inside of you.

"Gonna fill you up with my baby," Remus moaned into the crook of your neck, and you came right as he spoke those words.

You cried out his name, clenching so hard around him that it was almost a struggle for Remus to continue moving. You writhed around on the bed, so overwhelmed by your mind-blowing orgasm that your vision went white for a moment.

Remus was still thrusting, his hips stuttering. You helped him out by pushing your heels into his ass, causing him to slip even deeper inside of you. You pulled his head up so that he looked at you, leaving a chaste kiss on his lips as you said, "Fill me up, Remmy. Give me all of you."

Remus shut his eyes tightly, gasping your name as he came, spilling his hot seed inside of you and filling you to the brim. He gave a final weak thrust before stopping his movements completely, staying very still so that all of his cum stayed inside of you.

He seemed to deflate, collapsing onto your chest as he caught his breath. You stroked his hair, smiling idly to yourself at the thought that he had filled you up so good.

"You were so good for me," Remus hummed against your chest, kissing you there. "My girl."

You swooned at his praise and tightened your legs around his waist, keeping the position secure.

"Thank you," you whispered to him, running a finger along one of the long scars on his face. He scrunched his nose at your movement and your smile widened. "You're going to be an amazing dad, Rem."

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You found out that you were pregnant two weeks later; Remus immediately took it upon himself to buy you everything that you needed for yourself and the baby.

He took such good care of you and always made sure that you were eating enough, drinking enough water, and resting enough. He kissed and rubbed your baby bump every chance he got.

In the end, you gave birth to a healthy babygirl who luckily did not inherit Remus's lycanthropy. The birth was extremely painful and Remus stood by you the entire time, holding your hand even though you were crushing his hand in return as you focused on pushing your daughter out of you.

"You're pretty like your mama," Remus whispered every night to your little girl as he rocked her to sleep, delicately kissing her tiny forehead and cheek.

You loved seeing Remus bond with your daughter and you couldn't wait to spend the rest of your life with him and continue to grow your family.

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herwold · 2 years

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Remus Lupin - moodboard

#remus lupin #moodboard #hp moodboard #remus lupin aesthetic #remus lupin moodboard #pro remus lupin #wolfstar #remadora #james potter #sirius black #peter pettigrew #hope lupin #remus x sirius #remus x tonks #remus lupin x sirius black

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expectopatronum81 · 11 months

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Lily's dynamic with the marauders (unpopular opinion)

Am I the only one who feels that lily wasn't as close to the marauders as the fandom makes her out to be?

Now before u jump at me, it's obviously fun to explore the dynamics btw different characters thru hcs and fanfics. However, i m only considering canon facts in this post.

First off, we never hear sirius or remus speak about lily when james isn't involved in the conversation. James was obviously a close friend, more lyk a brother, so its only natural that they reminisce him often. Both of them remark on harry's resemblance to james pretty often. It's literally the first thing sirius mentions when he sees harry for the first time in poa, saying james would have taken risks for him the same way harry came for ron. Remus compares harry's humor and unflinching belief in his friends to james aswell. There are constant little mentions post gof of james by both of them.

But lily? Absolutely nothing. We obviously can't expect her to be mentioned as many times as james coz she wasn't in their original friend group, but she isn't mentioned at all. The only time she's spoken about is post swm, and that's still in relation to her getting together with james. We learn more about lily from snape, someone she cut ties with when she was 15, than from her supposed besties. Heck, we learn more about her from Slughorn, her school teacher, than we ever did from sirius and remus.

Ik lily addresses sirius and peter by their nicknames in that letter, but i honestly always saw it as a casual thing, obvs in a fond way but not an indicator of their relationship.

There is obviously potential for a close friendship, there's often potential for a lot of things in fiction, but that doesn't make it canon. Apart from fighting the same war these characters don't seem to have anything in common. Yeah, both lily and sirius have complicated relationships with their siblings, but I would hardly compare a failed relation to having your sibling be brainwashed by your abusive family into following a cult that's trying to get u and ur friends killed.... Besides, lily is portrayed as this pure, perfect mother in canon while sirius and remus are both massively flawed characters, and that leaves little room for understanding between these characters.

Now, this isn't to say that the didn't like each other ofc, but the way lily's only mentioned with respect to james, they probably liked and respected her as their best friend's wife. There's no way I'm believing that they were super close when she isn't mentioned on her own even once after she's dead, it makes it pretty clear that the relationship was only because of james. There's nothing wrong with that ofc, it happens in plenty of friend groups and families, i just wish there were more fics representing their relationship the way it was originally written( although fanfics exploring their relationship are LIT in their own fanon way).

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recomendandburn · 2 months

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#fic rec #hp fic rec #fic recomendation #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter fic #hp fanfic #hp fic #harry potter fanfic rec #progsfoot #pro lily evans #pro sirius black #pro remus lupin #fake dating #fake wolfstar #real progsfot

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moonlightdancer26 · 11 months

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Me when someone’s anti Sirius Black but pro Remus Lupin:

Me when someone’s anti Remus Lupin but pro Sirius Black:

#why do these people exist #also to clarify for y’all: it’s ok to LIKE sirius and dislike/hate remus. it’s your personal preference and there’s nothing wrong with that #but to actually defend sirius for his awful actions and then go and bash remus for his also-awful-but-not-as-bad actions is totally absurd #like.. there is no logical defence for sirius that you can’t use for remus #and remus is actually kindhearted deep down and never sa’d/attempted to murder snape <3 #just be fr y’all #please #anti sirius black #ig 💀💀#pro remus lupin #harry potter #hp

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celestemagnoliathewriter · 2 years

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REMUS LUPIN HEADCANONS: BASICS AND CHILDHOOD

Besides what’s on Wizarding World: Basics and Childhood

He’s an INFJ (MBTI)

Enneagram type 9 (no wings, but if pressed, I’d say 9w8)

Before he was bitten, he was a very typical little boy. His mum was a Muggle so he got both Muggle and magical stories growing up and he loved Little Red Riding Hood.

After he got bitten, he didn’t like that story anymore.

(But when he grew up and met Tonks, she helped him find the joy in such stories again)

He used to dream of going to Hogwarts, until his parents told him it was never going to happen.

He had no friends as a child. His parents had to move around a lot so people wouldn’t get suspicious. His only friends were his parents, and as a result, he was very close with his mother.

Remus's mother was Welsh. Since he spent so much time with her, he speaks in a Welsh accent and can speak limited amounts of Welsh.

The only time he remembers being held are when he was a boy and being healed by his mother the day after the full moon. For Remus, touch and comfort are intertwined with pain and love.

The first several full moons after he was bitten, he sobbed and begged for his parents to spare him from what was coming. They could never do anything.

Lyall blamed himself for what happened. He loved his boy but every time Remus transformed it was like a stab in the heart.

As he grew a little older, he saw how hard it was for his parents to go on with him. Sometimes he wondered if he’d be better off dead to spare them from a life of suffering.

Remus had big dreams and wanted to make the world a better place, especially for werewolves.

Remus’s parents didn’t want to crush his dreams, but they also didn’t want him to dream too big and be disappointed.

Because of his lycanthropy, Remus has elevated senses: smell, taste, sight, hearing.

Remus preferred raw red meat as a child. His parents were only able to afford it a few times a year, so it was a special treat for him.

The first time he was harassed for being a werewolf, it was an accident. He revealed his lycanthropy to a child he thought he could’ve been friends with. The look of fear on the would-be friend’s face as their father hexed Remus hurt more than the actual hexing.

It took him until he was older to learn it was Fenrir who bit him, but before then, he thought it was a werewolf who lost his way.

Despite the hard childhood, Remus did feel loved. He felt tremendous amounts of guilt for what his parents went through, but they (especially his mother) assured him it was worth it.

No matter how many scars he got, Remus’s mother always said he was the most handsome boy she’d ever seen.

Hope used to call Remus “my little star,” because of how bright he was, and to show him the night sky was made of more than just the moon, and the nighttime wasn’t anything to be afraid of.

Remus had a strained relationship with his father in his later years because of the secrecy surrounding who had bitten him.

Nevertheless, Remus loved his father and his father loved him. Lyall Lupin lived a life full of guilt and it was passed onto his son.

Remus never got a chance to fly before he went to school. The Lupins couldn't afford a broomstick and he was too ill from one moon to the next to be stable.

When Remus learned to read and found old literature about werewolves - things that said werewolves were immoral, terrible, soulless creatures - he wanted to rip himself apart for existing.

Despite his parents’ many assurances that he was still a clever, wonderful boy, as Remus learned how society saw him, he began hating himself.

He used to only hate his condition, but it grew to intense self-hatred.

It got worse when he learned how other werewolves like Fenrir Greyback lived. He wanted to show people werewolves could be better, but was afraid he’d never get the chance.

When Dumbledore showed up to give Remus the offer to go to Hogwarts, it was the best day of his life.

That single act of kindness would lead to Remus bending over backwards to do whatever Dumbledore asked of him.

The first time Remus held his wand, he felt like a wizard. Up until that point, he didn’t think of himself as anything but a werewolf - a beast masquerading as a human.

That deep seated feeling never really went away.

By the time he went to Hogwarts, Remus was both terrified to go because he was afraid he’d be sent back on the train as soon as someone recognized him, but also elated because he would finally get an education.

Remus planned on getting in and out of school in seven years. He hoped to make friends but he mostly hoped to pass by undetected.

Next post - Remus headcanons of his Hogwarts years!

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