#remus lupin fan fic
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summary remus helps you find an outfit when you're stressed.
note this is a little boring sorry.
content remus lupin x fem!afab!reader
You’ve spent the last twenty minutes trying to get your hair to sit right. Your arms ache from the effort. Your fingers tingle and your shoulders feel like they’re about to slip out of place.
To make things worse — or better you’re not sure yet — Remus knocks at your door and you haven’t even picked out what to wear.
You open the front door wrapped in a towel and a little flustered. “Remus,” you sigh. Half relieved because he’s here, half anxious because you’re running late. "I'm so sorry, I promise I won't be long."
He lets himself in and locks the door behind him. "It's okay, dove, take your time. The reservation isn't for another hour."
"Right," you pant, turning to rush back down your hall. Remus's lovely dress shoes click slowly behind you until he meets you in your room.
You're so stressed you don't notice the bunch of flowers in his hand. You drop your towel in only a pair of tights and a bra, and whizz around the room, back and forth between your dresser and your wardrobe. Holding your options up to the light, muttering things about how stupid you feel.
"No, god," you curse, letting the skirt in your hand fall to the carpet, "I can't find anything."
Remus catches you before you can speed past him again. He wraps a soft hand around your bicep and you snag, "Dove, take a breath."
You breathe in quickly and drop your head, "Shit, sorry," you mutter.
"What's the matter?" he asks, snaking his arm down to grab your hand. He squeezes gently, pressing his soft fingertips into your skin. It's grounding.
You step into his space and push your cheek into his soft button-up. "I can't find anything to wear."
He wraps his arms around your back and you hear the cellophane around the flowers crinkle. "Do you want me to help?"
"You got me flowers," you say instead, feeling stupider by the second.
"I did," he says off-handedly. "Go sit down, sweetheart, and I'll find you some clothes."
You pull your face back to look at the flowers. A bunch of pink tulips in paper and plastic, the smallest yellow ribbon keeping them together. "They need a vase."
Remus laughs. "You need to sit. I'll find you something to wear and then I'll put these in some water."
"Pass them over."
"Sit," he says, sterner than you're expecting.
You sigh and let him go. He's infuriating. Infuriatingly kind. "Can I have a kiss?"
He smiles widely and you feel better already. Kissing you quickly he nudges you kindly towards your bed. "You can have a proper kiss when you relax."
You frown but sit down anyways. You sit with your chin in your hand and watch Remus rifle through your clothes. He passes through hangers and you hate him for how pretty he looks and how stupid you feel. He's dressed in a pair of black slacks and a white button-up that's rolled up his arms and folded at his elbows. You wish you had it as easy as him. He's so flawlessly pretty.
You hate him even more when he finds the dress you've been looking for all night. He trods over with the material between his fingers, holding it out and says, "I think this one."
You take the blue dress from him with the loveliest smile you can manage.
He encourages you to stand and you step through the hole to slip it on. Spinning you around he does the zip up without forgetting to let his knuckles trace your spine along the way.
He kisses your neck before saying, "Perfect."
You turn and look him in the eye, "It doesn't look funny?"
He holds you by your hips, fingers spread over your stomach, looking you up and down until you shiver, "You look amazing. Gorgeous."
"Thank you," you say softly. You hold him by his wrists and you hope he knows you want a hug.
He hugs you because he's your boyfriend, wrapping you up in long arms until his chest presses into yours. Breathing deep and you match it. "You worry a lot," he says with a kindness. You know what he means.
"Stressed," you tell him.
"You could've shown up in a paper bag and you still would've been the prettiest girl there," he says back, squeezing you hard for emphasis.
You laugh and smother your face in his shoulder, startled by it. "Sure."
"It's true!"
You hold him closer like it's possible, breathing in the still strong scent of his lovely cologne. The softness of his detergent. "Can I have that kiss now?"
He pulls back with a look that says, of course, you can, leaning in to kiss you. Longer than the last and much warmer. You stand on your tiptoes and lean your entire weight into him. He grunts and pulls you up until your dress bunches in his arms. You'll both be a wrinkled mess by the time you leave.
Pulling back he says, "Now go put your shoes on and I'll find a vase."
"My Doc Martens?" you ask.
He kisses your nose quickly, "Definitely."
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Moony's Song - Songwriter!Remus x Reader
AN - I have never spent so long writing a fic as I have this one. It's by far one of my favourite things that I have ever created and I hope that you guys like it as much as I do. This is a repost as I originally posted this fic a few weeks ago but it wasn't showing up in any of the tags so hopefully this time it works haha.
A really big thank you to @thepunisherfrankcastle for this incredible idea - i truly loved writing it.
Songwriter!Remus x Reader - Fluff
6.2k words.
Remus was slouched over on the sofa in the grotty basement of the house that he shared with his best friends. His elbows were resting on his knees as he peered down at the pad of paper that was clutched between his fingers. The page was covered in Sirius’s messy scrawl and the corner of Remus’s mouths tugged upwards as he read.
“’As black as a raven’s wing?’” Remus read, trying to supress a laugh, “I think you should maybe leave the songwriting to me, Pads.” Sirius rolled his eyes in response, walking over to Remus and snatching the paper from his hands.
“Let’s see what you’ve written, then.” He jokingly demanded, cocking a brow at him.
Remus reached down into the rucksack that lay by his feet. He fished around inside and pulled out a leatherbound notebook. The cover was battered, the corners were bent and he thumbed through it trying to find the most recent page. He handed it to Sirius and stared down at his hands as the other boy read the lyrics he’d written. His fingers were speckled with ink, the result of a whirlwind of thoughts that had taken over his brain.
“I don’t know why you don’t just join the band.” Sirius sighed, flopping down next to him on the sofa. He had handed the notebook to James who was now reading over it, idly twizzling a drumstick between his fingers as he did so.
“Because,” he started “I’m not musical like you two are.”
“Oh, come on, Moony. We both know you play the guitar better than Sirius.” James laughed.
“Yeah, well, that’s not hard, is it?” Remus grinned cheekily. Sirius swatted him on the back of the head.
“I’m being serious.” Sirius, who had never been serious a day in his life, said. Remus just rolled his eyes at him.
“It’s just not for me. Y’know, getting on stage in front of loads of people, being in the spotlight.” Remus grimaced. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put one in his mouth.
“S’ a great way to meet girls though.” Sirius winked at him, reaching into his own pocket to take out a lighter and lighting the Remus’s cigarette for him.
“And the parties are pretty good.” James added.
“I don’t care about girls and the parties. I just like writing the music,” he shrugged, leaning back on the sofa, his head resting against the back of it as he stared up at the ceiling.
James, who was sat at his drumkit opposite them, shot a mischievous look at Sirius, who grinned back at him.
“The girls and the parties are the best part about being in a band!” Sirius pressed, taking the cigarette from between Remus’s lips and putting it between his own.
“You’re vile, you know that, right?” Remus smacked him on the back of the head, just like Sirius did to him earlier. Sirius barked out a laugh, unbothered.
“C’mon, mate, just one party.” James suggested, “I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. It’ll do you good to get out of your comfort zone.”
Y/N laid across the sofa in the flat that she shared with her best friend. She had her legs curled up and her body leaning against the plush arm as her eyes fluttered shut. Her headphones sat snugly over her ears, the music she was playing humming softly. She would often sit like this, just absorbing the music, really appreciating every lyric as it washed over her.
She was distracted from her listening when her best friend burst through the door. Lily was stood in front of her, ginger hair cascading across her shoulders and her eyes shining wildly.
“Woah. Have you just won the lottery or something?” Y/N asked, removing her headphones and resting them around her neck, “What’s got you all excited?”
“It’s pretty much just as good as.” she grinned, taking a seat next to her on the sofa. She tucked her knees up and rested her chin on them as she spoke, “I think I’ve just got us invited to the party of the century.”
“What are you talking about, Lils?”
“So, you know that guy I work with that has a friend that’s in a band?” Lily explained, “Well, they’re having a big party tomorrow night and he asked if me and you wanted to come.”
“No way!” Y/N said, “That’s so cool!”
“Babe. There’s more...” Lily paused for dramatic effect, “the band is The Marauders.”
Y/N’s jaw dropped and her eyes widened, she sat up a bit straighter. The Marauders were a band that the two had listened to for a while now, after stumbling across one of their singles as they browsed a record shop one day.
“You’re joking. You have a friend who knows the Marauders and you’ve only just found out?”
Lily nodded quickly, her lips pulled into a huge smile.
“So, we’re going then, yeah?”
Lily glanced down at the piece of paper that her coworker had scribbled the address of the party on as she looked out the window of the taxi. The night was cool and the girls wrapped their jackets a bit tighter around themselves as they got out of the car. The house that they had arrived at was already bustling with people, the party well underway as Lily had insisted that they turned up fashionably late. People were spilling out onto the street and sprawling across the front lawn that was littered with empty cans and bottles.
As the pair wandered inside, music pumped from large speakers and the air was tinged with cigarette smoke. Lily grabbed on to the hand of her best friend and guided her through the house into the kitchen.
“There must be something to drink in here,” she muttered as her eyes roamed over the room.
“Lil, we can’t just come to a party and drink other people's beer!” Y/N laughed. Lily just giggled and rolled her eyes, turning her attention to the fridge. She swung the door open and rummaged around for a moment before spinning back around holding two beers victoriously in her hands.
“Just help yourself to those, it’s fine!” a voice spoke out from behind them.
Both girls' heads snapped round, caught red handed, beer bottles halfway to their lips. The voice belonged to a man who was stood with arms folded across his chest and a cigarette dangling from his lips. His dark hair just brushed his shoulders, falling down in messy waves and his glinted as he put to fingers up to his lips to remove his cigarette.
“You’re-” Y/N stood there in shock as she registered who the man was.
“Yep.” he said, cutting her off “And those are my beers you’re drinking.”
“Oh, come on-” Lily tried to argue with him but she was cut off when another man entered the room and interjected.
“Stop being a dick, Sirius.” the man walked in and nudged Sirius playfully as he walked past, “Help yourself to what you want, girls.”
He leaned back against the kitchen counter, strong arms bracing himself as he reached for another beer. Like his friend, he also had dark hair, but his fell messily in curls across his forehead. He was larger in build, his toned stomach and arms on show in the cut off t-shirt he was wearing. He took a swig of his beer as his eyes looked over the two girls stood in front of him.
“I’m James, by the way.” he flashed them a smile, “Ignore Sirius, he can be a proper diva sometimes,”
“I was only joking.” Sirius huffed, taking a drag of his cigarette.
“I’m Lily.” she introduced herself, “and this is Y/N.” she gestured to her friend.
“Nice to meet you,” Y/N smiled, “Sorry about the beers.”
“Don’t mention it. It’d be a pretty shit party if we didn’t let people have a drink.” James laughed, his eyes lingering on Lily.
“Help yourself to the stuff in the fridge,” Sirius said, apologetic smile on his face as he looked at James out of the corner of his eye. His vision quickly snapped to a girl that walked past the doorway and he hastily excused himself before walking over to her and wrapping an arm around her waist.
“He’s a menace, that bloke.” James chuckled, rolling his eyes at Sirius, who now had the girl tangled in his arms.
“S’not surprising, that’s the joy of being in a band, right?” Lily laughed. She looked at Y/N out the corner of her eye, sensing the fact that she was a bit awestruck. Y/N took a large gulp of her beer, hoping that it would calm her nerves. Lily was always so cool and collected in situations like this.
“I suppose you’re right,” he nodded, his fingers tapping against the bottle in his hand, “D’you girls wanna come with me and we’ll find a seat somewhere?”
They agreed, and Lily and Y/N shot an excited look at each other as they followed James in to the living room.
“Oh my god!” Lily mouthed.
“I know!” Y/N whispered back.
The living room was a whole lot busier than the kitchen, people were draped across sofas, leaning against the walls, smoking, drinking, chatting. The music blared out and the atmosphere was electric. James kicked a couple of people off one of the sofas and settled down on it, gesturing for Y/N and Lily to join him. They chatted for a while, Y/N explaining that her and Lily were a fan of his band and how they had discovered them. James beamed at them as they spoke, leaning forward intently to what they had to say. Y/N grinned at her best friend, noticing that James seemed to be staring a whole lot at the red-haired girl.
“I’m gonna go get another beer,” Y/N excused herself, winking at Lily over her shoulder as she left her alone with James.
She wandered back into the kitchen. It was surprisingly clean to say it belonged to a group of boys in a band. The overhead light had been turned off and the kitchen was only illuminated by the light spilling in from the hallway. Y/N jumped as someone opened the fridge, the light further brightening the kitchen.
“Shit.” she said, startled, “I didn’t realise there was anyone in here.”
The person at the fridge turned around and smiled, a bottle in his hand.
“Sorry,” he smiled smally, “Was trying to escape the crowds a bit. Beer?”
He held an open bottle out to her, and she took it, leaning against the counter.
“Thanks.” she smiled, “Not a big fan of parties, then?”
The man shook his head, hoisting himself up onto the counter on the opposite side of the kitchen. His long legs hung over the edge, his boot-clad feet a few inches from skimming the floor. He ran a hand through his hair, messily fluffing it up. His features were sharp in the low light of the kitchen, and he nibbled on his lip awkwardly.
“S’not really my thing, to be honest.” he admitted, “My friends wanted me to come so...”
“I’m here with my friend too, but she’s sat in there talking to James, so I thought I’d leave them too it.”
Remus smiled understandingly, he fiddled with the cap of his bottle in his fingers, turning it over and over in his hand.
“That’s why most girls come to these things, I think.” He laughed a little bit, “You haven’t fallen for their charm then, no?”
“Nah. Don’t get me wrong I absolutely love their music, I mean their lyrics-”
“Their lyrics?” Remus interrupted, the bottle cap dropping to the floor with a quiet clatter.
“Yeah? I’m assuming you listen to them, right?” Y/N answered, “Their lyrics are like, another level. You know that one line that’s like ‘I’d forgotten what it felt like to be alone.’”
“’But now I know how it feels to wish I never came home.’” Remus continued, “Yeah, I know it.”
“Something about that line, it just…I know it’s not the most crazy thing in the world but it just sounds like it really means something to them.” she explained, her eyes lighting up in excitement, “I just genuinely really love their music.”
Remus smiled, silently thanking God for the room being gloomy so that she couldn’t see the blush that had made its way onto his cheeks. Not many people knew that Remus wrote the songs for his friends' band, and he wanted to keep it that way. He hated being in the spotlight and he never ever wanted that to change. Though, something about the way that Y/N was talking about their lyrics, his lyrics, made him want to shout it from the rooftops. He smiled at the way her eyes seemed to be glowing and how she would gesture wildly with her hands when she made references to the songs that he’d written.
It felt like they had been talking for hours, holed away in the kitchen drinking bottle after bottle of beer. They exchanged bands that they liked, their favourite songs, recommended each other albums. Remus had never hit it off with someone like this before, it felt nice to have such a meaningful conversation. Their discussion only came to a halt when three familiar faces entered the room.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here then?” Sirius smirked, leaning against the doorway.
“We wondered where you’d gotten to, Moony.” James said, his arm wrapped around Lily’s shoulder.
“Didn’t want to intrude on you two,” Y/N laughed, gesturing to Lily and James, “You looked all cosy so I came in to get another beer and I met – wait, I actually didn’t get your name?” Her eyes snapped to Remus who had hopped down from the kitchen counter at his friends’ arrival.
“Oh, that’s Remus he’s our s-” Sirius started.
“Friend!” Remus quickly interrupted, “and housemate.”
Sirius and James exchanged a quick glance at each other, the curly haired boy jabbing his bandmate in the ribs.
“Right.” Sirius nodded, “Our friend. Best friend even.”
“I’m gonna go find the bathroom, want to come with?” Lily asked, looking at her best friend and cocking her head towards the door. Y/N agreed, and the two girls pushed their way upstairs into one of the bathrooms.
Locking the door behind them, Lily leaned against it, her face absolutely beaming.
“Oh my God.” she said, putting her hands up to her face excitedly.
“I know.” Y/N smiled, “Remus seems so nice, we seem to have really hit it off, you know.”
“Same with James and I.” Lily smiled, going over to the mirror and looking at her reflection, “He’s really hot.”
“Agreed. I didn’t realise that Remus was friends with them. Weird because all we’ve really talked about is music and he never mentioned it.”
“James said he was quite shy, he said he never usually comes to their parties and that him and Sirius had to convince him to come tonight. From the way he was looking at you, I bet he’s pretty glad that he did.” Lily looked at her friend excitedly in the mirror. She reached into her bag and pulled out her lipstick, reapplying it and quickly fixing her hair.
The morning after the party, the three boys were stood in the kitchen, James was holding open a bin bag and Remus was throwing away the empty bottles and cups that were strewn over the sides. Sirius, being his usual self, was being absolutely no help and was sat on the counter with a cigarette balanced between his lips and a cup of coffee in hand.
“Did you get her number then?” Sirius grinned looking at James.
“Lily? Yeah, I did.” James smiled, his mop of curls falling messily into his eyes, “she’s great, I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl like her, you know?” Sirius rolled his eyes playfully in response and pretended to gag.
“You’re so wet sometimes, Jamie.” he said, “What about you, Moony? You spent half the night sat in here with her friend.”
Remus frowned and shook his head, throwing yet another empty bottle into the bag.
“Nah. She didn’t give it me and I was too nervous to ask.”
“Not to worry, mate.” James clapped him on the back, “We’re seeing them next week anyway. I said to Lily that we’ll all go out for a drink on Friday.”
“You did? Why?”
“’Cause Lily is sweet and I want to get to know her better, and you were practically drooling over Y/N.”
“I wasn’t drooling.” Remus protested.
“Rem, you literally went straight to your room after they left and started writing a song about her.” Sirius laughed and stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray by his side.
Although it was true, Remus couldn’t help the blush that spread across his cheeks. He was absolutely infatuated by Y/N. He’d never had a girl that was interested in him before. On the odd occasion that he did attend one of the parties that his friends hosted, no girls would ever make the effort with him like Y/N did, they usually just flocked towards Sirius and James, and he was just seen as their friend and housemate. He often wondered if he would be treated differently if people knew that it was him that wrote a lot of the songs that the band played, that it was his mind behind the lyrics that his friends sang. The lyrics that Y/N loved.
Remus felt a pang in his stomach as he thought about it. About how Y/N loved the lyrics but had no idea that it was him that wrote them. He hated how she didn’t know that it was his thoughts that spilled onto the pages of music, that rolled off her tongue like honey when she quoted them to him. He was so desperate for her to know that it was all him and he felt so stupid that he didn’t just tell her that.
Friday came and Remus was nervous as the three of them walked into the pub. He wiped his clammy palms on his trousers as they waited at the bar for their drinks. He didn’t know why he felt so anxious about seeing Y/N again when they had got on so well at the party.
The three of them settled on a booth table in the back of the pub, all of them cramming into one side so that the girls could sit opposite them when they arrived. Remus was leaning forward, his chin rested on his hand as he started intently at the bubbles that fizzed in his pint. His eyes snapped up when he saw Y/N arrive, sliding into the booth and sitting directly opposite from him.
“Hey!” she smiled brightly, “Nice to re-meet you all again now we’re all slightly more sober.”
“Not for much longer, probably,” James chuckled, picking up his pint glass and clinking it against Y/N and Lily’s.
“Sirius has only just about sobered up from the party.” Remus quipped, smirking at the dark-haired boy. Y/N laughed at his joke, much to Sirius’s annoyance.
“He comes to one party and now he’s giving it the big one.” Sirius rolled his eyes, smiling slightly. Remus’s hand that wasn’t holding his drink was resting on his lap, his fingers tapping away nervously as he tried to think of something to say. Y/N looked at Remus from across the table and smiled at him.
“I’ve only just gotten over my hangover to be honest. I feel like I singlehandedly drank all of the beer that was in your fridge.” Y/N laughed.
“I feel like I gave you a solid hand, to be honest.” Remus grinned.
“Yeah, I reckon I’ve found my new drinking partner. Sorry, Lil.” Y/N winked at her best friend. “Speaking of beer, I’m going to go grab one, d’you guys want anything?”
“Same again, please.” Sirius smiled, fishing into his pocket for a note and handing it to her, “Rem, you’re sat on the end, go help, will you?”
As Remus stood up to go to the bar, Y/N was already halfway there. Sirius shot a wink at him as he departed. Y/N leaned confidently against the bar as she ordered, resting her hand against her chin as she made small talk with the barman. Remus slid in next to her, his hip bumping against hers.
“It’s nice to see you again.” Y/N smiled, looking up at him.
“Yeah, you too. I’m glad you and Lily came, James seems really keen on her.”
“Oh, good because she genuinely hasn’t stopped speaking about him since they met.
“Yeah, he has that effect on girls.” Remus chuckled, reaching into his pocket for his pack of cigarettes and fiddling with the box as they waited for their drinks.
“I have something for you, actually.” Y/N took a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to him, her fingers brushing against his, lingering for a second before letting go. Remus unfolded it and his eyes darted across the page, quickly skimming over the words.
“It’s a list of all the albums I recommended to you at the party. I figured that you might have forgotten some with how drunk we were.” she explained, “Also, I hope you don’t mind but I wrote my number on their as well because I’m expecting you to call me and tell me your thoughts on each one.”
His cheeks turned pink and he quickly slipped the paper into his pocket.
“I did the same for you!” Remus exclaimed, pulling his own scrap of paper from his pocket and handing it to her, “There were a few albums I forgot to tell you about and I really think you’ll like them.”
Y/N’s mouth opened in shock, and she pulled Remus in for a clumsy hug. Over her shoulder, he saw James and Sirius grinning and giving him a thumbs up and Lily who had made a heart shape with her hands.
“She gave you her number?” Sirius asked excitedly as soon as they got home from the pub, “Well in, Moony.”
“You guys looked pretty cosy up at the bar as well.” James added. Remus shrugged, picking up his notebook that was laying on the table.
“I think you should just call her and ask her out on a date.” Sirius said bluntly, “What have you got to lose? What’s the worst that could happen?”
“My dignity? Being rejected by the potential girl of my dreams?” Remus said dramatically, scribbling something down, the pen scratching against the paper.
“What are you going to do then? Just write songs about her in the hopes that she one day hears them? C’mon, Moony!” Sirius exclaimed.
It was around a week later when Remus finally plucked up the courage to give Y/N a call – after much nagging from his two best friends. He paced his room nervously as the phone rang and rang and rang. His heart was pounding in his chest and he debated just hanging up.
“Hello?” Lily’s voice answered.
“Oh, er, hi Lily. It’s Remus, I was just wondering if-”
“Y/N!” Lily shouted cutting him off, “dream boy is on the phone.”
Remus blushed as he heard her say that. He heard a slap on the other side of the phone and Y/N’s voice hissing at her friend to shut up. Lily’s laugh rang out in the background.
“Sorry about that,” Y/N laughed nervously.
“It’s fine. Don’t worry,” Remus chuckled, “did you just hit her?”
“Yeah I did. She’s my best friend, I get full rights to hit her whenever she tries to embarrass me.”
“I didn’t know that. I’ll keep that in mind next time James and Sirius try to wind me up.”
“It’s a solid loophole.” Y/N said matter-of-factly, “So, why’d you call?”
“You gave me your number, that’s how it works isn’t it?” Remus joked, his shoulders starting to relax a little. He perched on the edge of his bed, twizzling the phone cord around his fingers, “I listened to the albums you recommended. I didn’t think I’d meet anyone with a music taste that’s nearly as good as mine.”
“Nearly as good?” She echoed, pretending to be offended, “are you questioning my music taste now?”
“I mean, yours is good. I’m just not sure it’s quite as good as mine.” Remus said, smirk evident in his voice, “that being said, I’m not done with you yet.”
Y/N laughed and Remus smiled to himself. He loved when he made her laugh. Girls never usually found him funny when he was with James and Sirius. James had a sort of silly charm about him that girls seemed to adore, and Sirius was viciously witty when he wanted to be. Remus's dry, sarcastic sense of humour had never really been a hit with girls, and it was refreshing for him to have someone that matched his energy.
They chatted for hours. Remus sprawled out over his bed, his records scattered around him as he pored over lyrics. They read snippets out to each other from their favourite albums, occasionally playing a song loud enough for the other to hear it on the other end of the phone. He imagined Y/N sitting in her room, cross legged on the floor, record player set out in front of her. He pictured her smiling, tapping her fingers along to the music she was playing, jotting down names of songs and lines of lyrics as he reeled them off to her.
Remus of course, was doing the same. His battered leather notebook resting in his lap, holding the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he scribbled down messily.
“It’s just... it sounds dumb but sometimes when I’m listening to certain songs, I relate to it so strongly it feels like it was written for me. Y’know, as if the artist had me in mind while writing it.” Y/N said.
“I know exactly what you mean.” Remus flicked back through the pages of his notebook, his eyes dancing over the lyrics and half-finished songs that he’d written about her. He frowned momentarily, an ache forming in his stomach when he realised that she might not ever hear the songs that he’d written for her. He barely knew the girl but the lyrics flowed so freely when he wrote about her. He wanted desperately for her to know exactly how he felt about her, exactly who he was. Remus’s mind started to run away with his thoughts, and for a moment, he lost himself in his fantasy. Imagining her listening to one of the songs, one of her songs, listening to the words he had written for her, singing along to the melody he had crafted while she was on his mind.
The pair’s phone calls became a nightly occurrence. They would take it in turns to ring each other, make polite small talk about their days and then spend hours upon hours chatting freely. Remus quickly became comfortable with her, his personality starting to shine through as his confidence grew.
Sirius and James started to notice this and began to invite Y/N to everything that they did, knowing that Remus would need a bit of extra encouragement before he actually asked her out on his own.
The five of them were currently sat in the boys’ basement. James and Lily snuggled up together on one sofa, Y/N, Remus and Sirius on another. This had become a regular occurrence since James and Lily had become a bit of an item, and how the rest of the group were trying to get Y/N and Remus together.
“Chuck my pack of cigs, James.” Sirius asked, gesturing to the box that lay beside the curly haired boy.
“S’empty, Pads.” James replied, not even bothering to check, “Rem took the last one.”
Sirius’ head snapped round to look at Remus, his mouth open in shock. He got up and grabbed the empty packet from the sofa and chucked it at Remus.
“You cheeky little prick,” an amused smile played on his lips “You know the rules. You finish ‘em, you buy ‘em.”.
“I’ll go.” Y/N said, standing up. “I can grab some snacks and some beers and stuff while I’m there. Anyone fancy coming with?”
Y/N glanced at Remus quickly, his gaze was fixed on cigarette packet that Sirius threw at him, he fiddled with it idly, flicking it open and shut repeatedly. Her eyes darted around the room before landing on Lily who quickly got to her feet and agreed to go with her.
“You’re so fucking thick, Moony.” Sirius said after the two girls had left.
“What?”
“She was making a move, idiot.” James laughed, sitting up straight, “she wanted you to go with her.”
“How’d you come to that conclusion then?”
“Let me re-enact it for you.” Sirius moved to stand in front of Remus, “Oh, I wonder if anyone would like to come to the shop with me,” Sirius acted dramatically, pretending to stare lovingly at Remus.
“Give over, Pads.” Remus sighed, “She’s not interested in me like that.”
“You’re joking, right?” James chuckled, “Have you actually lost your mind? Why do you think she keeps coming over with Lily?”
“Girls like that just aren’t interested in me, James.” Remus said, “She’ll just be here because of Lily.” He crushed the empty cigarette packet in his hands as he spoke.
“Remus. I’m speaking to you as your best friend-.”
“Oi!” Sirius protested.
“Sorry! Remus. I’m speaking to you as one of your best friends.” James corrected himself, rolling his eyes at Sirius. “You two speak to each other on the phone every single night. For hours.”
“She laughs at all your stupid jokes.” Sirius continued. “The last ten times her and Lily have been around here she can barely take her eyes off of you.”
“For the love of God, please just tell her that you like her.” James insisted.
That was how, in the twenty minutes that the girls had left to go to the shop, the boys had devised a plan on how Remus was going to tell Y/N about how he felt.
“Operation ‘Get Moony His Dream Girl’ is a go!” James said as he heard the front door open as Y/N and Lily arrived back at the house.
If there was one thing about James and Sirius, it was if there was an opportunity to meddle in their best friend’s love life, then you better believe they were going to meddle. That was how Y/N and Lily had ended up with tickets to the bands next concert.
“So, what’s the plan then?” Sirius asked, as he plucked at the strings of his guitar.
“We learn Moony’s song. We play it at the gig and hopefully Y/N realises that it’s about her and that he’s absolutely besotted with her.” James explained.
“He’ll hate that idea. There’s no way that he’ll agree to let us do it.”
“Yeah, that’s why we’re not going to tell him, Pads.”
“You’re such a little rascal sometimes. I love it.” Sirius grinned.
It was easy for the pair to practice the song without Remus knowing. They would sneak down to the basement while he was on the phone to Y/N and play it over and over until it was perfect.
“It’s hard work being match-makers, isn’t it?” Sirius said, grabbing some beers from the fridge and popping the tops off. He handed one to James who took a large gulp as he slumped against his drumkit.
“It’ll all be worth it.” He grinned, clinking his beer against Sirius’s.
James was right, Remus was none the wiser. He had absolutely no idea what the bands setlist was, he just put it down to the pair being extremely unorganised and indecisive. He didn’t even know that the girls were coming until James accidentally let it slip while they were sound checking.
“I spoke to Y/N on the phone last night and she didn’t mention that they were coming.” Remus frowned. He was sat on the edge of the stage, his legs hanging over the edge while his friends prepared their equipment for the concert.
“Maybe she just wanted to surprise you.” Sirius shrugged, his fingers skimming over the strings of his guitar as he tuned it.
“As a matter of fact, you didn’t mention that they were coming!” Remus accused, glaring at them both.
“Surprise?” James said cheekily.
While the concert was in progress, Remus usually watched from the side of the stage, not being one for big crowds of people. He leaned against the wall, looking out at his two friends whose stage presence seemed almost effortless. Sirius looked so at ease with a microphone at his lips and a guitar hanging at his hips. He spoke to the crowd easily, introducing song after song, dropping in the odd joke here and there. James was the same, microphone set up next to his drum kit so that he could sing along and interact with Sirius. His body sheened with sweat, and he winked at Remus as he locked eyes with him.
James jutted his head towards the crowd and Remus’s eyes followed in the direction of the front row. His eyes scanned across the barrier quickly before his gaze settled on two familiar faces. Y/N and Lily were stood front and centre, huge grins plastered on their faces. Y/N was leaning against the metal railing, her eyes fixated on the band and her lips moving in sync with the music. Remus thought that he’d never seen someone look so pretty. The way her eyes glittered with the reflection of the stage lights, the way her body swayed in time with the music. He was broken from his trance when he heard James and Sirius start speaking, his eyes snapping back to them.
“This is our last song and we’ve got a bit of a treat for you tonight, so you should all count yourselves lucky.” Sirius smirked, looking out across the sea of people.
“This is the first time we’ve played this song live. In fact, it’s the first time any of you will have heard this song.” James grinned, raking a hand through his damp curls.
Remus’s brow furrowed. He wasn’t aware that the two had written any new songs, let alone had them polished and practiced enough ready to perform live. He shot a quizzical look at his friends, who just smiled mischievously back at him.
His stomach dropped as he heard the first few notes that Sirius played, he thought he was going to throw up when the lyrics fell from his lips. They were playing his song. Y/N’s song.
He frantically looked over at Y/N, searching her face for any indication that she knew that the song was about her. He couldn’t see properly now the lights had dimmed and his heart was pounding in his chest as the crowd broke out into applause as Sirius and James walked off stage.
“James! Sirius!” he exclaimed, as the pair walked past him to set their equipment down.
“We only answer to ‘Cupid’ now.” Sirius said smugly, strapping his guitar back into his case.
“You can thank us properly later, Moony, yeah?” James said, flashing him another wink, “I’ve got to and find Lily. C’mon, Pads.”
Remus didn’t even have time to protest as he watched his friends disappear in the direction of the bar. He went to race after them, but he was stopped in his tracks as someone latched on to his arm.
“Was it about me?” Y/N’s voice spoke. Remus turned around slowly, a sinking feeling present in his stomach.
“W-what?” Remus stammered
“That song. Was it about me?” Y/N persisted. She was stood right in front of him now, barely inches away from him. Her eyes were twinkling but she had her bottom lip pulled between her teeth.
“I - I don’t - I didn’t know they were-”
Remus’s flustering was cut short by Y/N smashing her lips against his. He gasped as her soft lips enveloped his own, heart racing. He steadied his shaky hands by resting them on her hips.
“I didn’t know you wrote the songs.” Y/N breathed, finally pulling away. Remus nodded, at a loss for words. A blush had made itself at home on his cheeks and he knew that it wasn’t going to shift anytime soon.
“I didn’t know you liked me like that.” Remus choked out finally. Y/N’s eyebrows shot up and she let out a laugh.
“Here I was thinking that I was making it obvious.” she laughed, “Why didn’t you tell me that you were their songwriter? We literally spent hours talking about their lyrics, your lyrics!”
“Because I’m an idiot apparently.” Remus smiled, looking at her fondly, “I didn’t know how to say it. I don’t like the spotlight and the attention like the others do. Not many people know.”
“I’m glad I know now.”
“Me too.” He caught her lips with his again, for longer this time. Remus felt the tension leave his body as he melted into her. His hands on her waist and her arms around his neck. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as it dawned on him that she finally knew who he was.
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going to try and do this at least once a month – sharing fics that have just blown me away ❤ so many talented writers on here omg 🥺 show them some love and BE KIND, REBLOG! xoxo, 💿
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♥️ steve comfort – @lovebugism ( steve gets frustrated with his sensitive!gf and makes up with her accordingly • steve x reader, hurt/comfort, established relationship )
♥️ she snores, but i love her – @lovebugism ( eddie’s girlfriend falls asleep during movie night and it’s a big deal in the sweetest way ( • eddie x reader, sleepy gf!reader, established relationship )
♥️ bonus! AIRWIY series, 18+ only – @loveshotzz ( trying new positions with older!steve and fem!reader – read AIRWIY if you haven’t yet!! • steve x reader, established relationship, smut, dirty talk, cream pie, age gap )
♥️ heart on his sleeve – @luveline ( pre-relationship and too lovestruck to speak, reader has done something innocuous, or she’s literally just standing there, and remus can’t not break and smother her • remus x reader, modern au )
♥️ prince steve & his princess – @luveline ( prince!steve and his Princess attend their first formal event together • steve x reader, modern au )
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♥️ love sucks series, 18+ only – @upsidedownwithsteve ( a halloween series in which you find a melancholy, cute boy in a graveyard and take him home with you • vampire!steve x reader )
♥️ right where you left me series, 18+ only – @abibliophobiaa ( steve’s been in love with you for as long as he can remember and when you ask him **to help you escape your wedding day everything changes • steve x reader, smut, alcohol mentions, class differences, financial insecurities )
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ahh i feel like remus is the type of boyfriend who’s always yearning for you touch even when he’s not aware of it i can j imagine reader coming to bed late and he’s alr asleep but his arms open for u bc he j knows :,)))
ahhh this is so cute. wrote a small small blurb!
You attempt to make you way quietly through the room, as you come home late. Remus messyly lays on the bed. His day clothes still on, meaning he was trying to wait up for you.
Remus adored every minute with you, and he was going to spend every minute of you. He would get up the moment you awake, would get ready for bed only with you, and fall asleep together.
You feel slightly guilty about coming home so late but fate was not aligned with you today & everything was a mess.
You quietly take off your jacket & extra layers. You make the brave attempt of climbing into bed. Hopeing you don’t wake him up.
The moment you lay into bed Remus’s arms wraps around your waist and pull you toward him. You back pressed against his front. Your legs mixed together as he lays his over yours. Trapping you against his hold. You were used to it and adored it. At this point it was the only way you can sleep
You wait for the gentle scolding from Remus about coming home late, and making him miss his girl. It never comes. You turn your head over you shoulder to find Remus still soundly asleep. His face more relaxed at you pressence.
You happily turn back , and attempt to fall asleep. As you feel Remus breathes on your shoulder in and out.You eventually fall asleep.
The sun shinning in your eyes wakes you up. You attempt to stretch but Remus tight hold stops you.
“Stop moving” Remus grumbles. “ I have to get Remus” You tell him as you attempt to look over him at the clock.
“Nope” is all he says as he tightens his hold on you. “Remus. I have to—“
Remus intrupts you by kissing you. Your body relaxes and his smirks in accomplishment. “ Now go back to sleep dove” Is all he says before he’s asleep.
You roll your eyes at his actions. ‘5 more minutes’ you tell yourself before accepting his warm embrace & closing your eyes
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untitled snippet: band!marauders x new-to-the-band!reader
summary: You're James Potter's little sister and he asks you to join his band. Remus Lupin, the Marauders’ moody bassist, makes you regret agreeing.
content: bassist remus x singer/guitarist reader, potter!reader, "enemies" to lovers, mature content (alcohol, tobacco, and drug use, swearing, etc…)
note: hi so i've never posted any of my writing on here, but i recently started fleshing out this marauders band au in my free time, so i wanted to post a snippet to see if anyone like...actually would be interested in reading it if i were to write a Proper Fic™️
wc: 0.8k ish
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On one particularly late night, after a particularly infuriating comment from Remus, you snap. You stand up before he’s even finished speaking, letting your banged up acoustic clatter unceremoniously to the floor. Truth be told – you hardly even processed what he said, so irritated by the goddamn way he said it.
“Y’know what?” You’re overtired and practically seething, a half-smoked cigarette trembling between your fingers. “I’m fucking done. With all of this.” You toss your cigarette into the over-stuffed ashtray on the table, paying no mind to the way it bounces and falls, still smouldering, to the wooden surface below. “And honestly? It’s a real goddamn shame because I think you guys have something special. And I think we’d be really damn good together if he -” You jab a shaking finger towards Remus, who looked rather unmoved. “- wasn’t so fucking self-absorbed.”
James tries to defuse the situation, but you’re storming out of the room before he can finish a sentence, intently ignoring him on your way to the front door. You slam it harder than you mean to, shakily inhaling as you step into the chilly midnight air. With a trembling hand, you reach for the cigarettes in your pocket, sliding one hastily from the box. You feel the familiar sting of tears in your eyes, silently berating yourself for being so sensitive as they roll down your reddened cheeks.
Minutes have passed, and you’re halfway through your second fag when you hear the familiar creak of the front door opening behind you. With a soft sniff, you wipe hastily at the lingering tears on your cheeks. You look quickly over your shoulder, hoping for James and sighing quietly when you see Remus standing just beyond the doorframe. His hands are tucked coolly into the pockets of his jeans, and he stares at you unflinchingly.
You turn back around, taking a long drag from your cigarette before stubbing it out on the damp concrete. “If you’ve come out here to offer your two cents on my lyrics, I’m really not interested.” Your voice is clipped and steady when you speak, despite how badly you want to scream and shout in his stupid arrogant face.
His converse scuff lazily against the ground as he takes a few careful steps towards you. Your eyes remain intently trained on your boots, back firmly facing Remus and the house. “I didn’t come out here to talk about your songs, Y/N.” His voice is soft and your heart pangs strangely in your chest. You don’t say a word. He takes two more steps. “Would you believe me if I said I wanted to apologize?”
You scuff the toe of your boot against the ground with a scoff. “Not really.”
“I didn’t think so.” Remus laughs softly, and you swear you can hear the smirk on his face. It’s infuriating how amusing he seems to find the whole situation. He takes another step, and suddenly you can feel his tall figure looming behind you. You want to turn around – you want to say something, but you can’t bring yourself to move a muscle. “Whether you believe me or not, I am sorry. I’ve been a proper arse and…” He trails off, evidently searching for his next words. Your heart thumps anxiously in the silence. “You haven’t done anything to deserve it. So I’m sorry.”
His words are followed by a long stretch of silence where neither of you speak. You open your mouth once, twice, trying to offer a response, but you come up short both times. Remus eventually speaks, his shoes scuffing against the damp ground as he takes a step back. “I’m not trying to change your mind or anything, but for what it’s worth, I think we’d be really damn good together too.” His voice is low, steady, and effortlessly confident. Without another word, he leaves, and you don’t dare breathe until you hear the front door shut behind him.
When you finally find the strength to stand, you walk home with your thoughts racing a million miles a second. Needless to say – you’re back at the Marauders house the very next morning. James – who’d been calling you all night, smiles with wide eyes when you walk into the living room behind Sirius. His shoulders drop in relief, and you almost feel guilty for intently ignoring each and every one of his calls.
Remus, in a surprising turn of events, is the first to speak. He’s sprawled lazily on the couch, a ring clad hand resting on his upper thigh. There’s a cigarette tucked behind his ear, and he wears a knowing smirk that makes you want to cuss him out. “Not giving up on us yet, hm?”
His stare doesn’t falter when your eyes find his, and you hate how quickly you look away with warm pink cheeks. “Don’t make me regret it, Lupin.”
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Congratulations on 100 followers!!! You deserve many many more <3 I was hoping you could write Painting Remus with "3 - things you didn't say at all" I'm in love with how you write him, thank you for being amazing!
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Hi! I’m glad you liked Painting because I’m taking advantage of your request to write….probably the angstiest thing I’ve ever written. I couldn’t fit in the story because the painter wasn’t there for this moment, but readers of Harry Potter were never given an explanation for what made Remus and Sirius stop trusting each other during the first wizarding war, and I’ve decided that the catalyst for their mistrust in one another was the letter Sirius sent to the painter after death eaters destroyed their muggle family. Sorry if you weren’t looking for angst, but here comes a tall order for it.
I feel like most of my fight scenes have been a little underwhelming, so I hope this one… whelms :D
You had been trying to sleep when you heard the sound of someone apparating. Adrenaline filled you as you jumped up, Sirius's letter in one hand, your wand in the other. Your best guess was that it has been four days since you had apparated into James and Lily's home. You were still wearing the same clothes, as you hadn't had anything else.
It was Remus.
You felt yourself go limp with relief at the sight of him. "Remus-" You breathed, taking a step closer. At first, Remus' expression mirrored yours, but as you stepped close he raised his wand towards you.
"What creature unlocked your door at Hogwarts?" He asked, voice low.
"What?" You drew back, eyes wide.
"Answer me!" Remus hissed, tightening his grip on his wand.
"Um- A, a rabbit? A little jack rabbit on the ring?" Your voice shook. It had been 6 months since you had last seen him but what startled you more was having never seen Remus look so intense. You had never before noticed how easily he could fill a room when utilizing his full height, how much space he could control.
Remus lowered his wand with a relieved sigh. He closed the distance between the two of you and pulled you into a tight embrace. Your mind was a mix of relief and despair, so grateful for the comfort while constantly being reminded of what had happened.
"Where are we going?" You asked, looking up at him.
Remus's face softened momentarily. You felt his hand come up to hold your jaw. He looked into your eyes, frowning slightly, before his gaze fell to the letter in your hand. "What is that?"
"Sirius wrote me." You replied, gripping the letter tighter. "To let me know that I should expect someone soon."
"Sirius?" Remus repeated, his voice hardening. He looked as if he was about to ask something more, but thought better of it and turned to the wall behind him. "Alice, Frank!" He called out, tapping his wand on the wall. "We're ready."
At the tap of Remus' wand, an archway appeared, opening the wall up to the living space you had heard around you the last four days. A man and a woman were on the other side, looking at you with a mix of sternness and sympathy.
"C'mon then-" Alice said, gesturing over to her fireplace. Frank was grabbing a bag of floo powder.
Bewildered, you obliged. "Where-?" You asked again, voice shaking.
"Don't worry." Remus assured, "Peter is going to take you in for now. Alice is going to make sure you get there."
You turned back to Remus, eyes stinging. "You're not coming?"
You noticed that while Remus' expression was stoic, his chest was noticeably rising and falling with his breaths. "No." He started. There was a pause, in which Remus glanced at Alice and Frank while he thought of how to explain. It seemed as if it was becoming harder for Remus to look you in the eyes.
"What Remus means is that we're all doing our best to keep sensitive information known to as few as possible." Frank said in a gentle tone from near the fireplace. Alice nodded encouragingly. "For example, we knew we were protecting someone in that secret room, but we don't know how to access it."
"And I do not know where Peter is, but Alice and Frank do." Remus continued, fighting a tone of guilt in his voice.
You opened your mouth to say something, but before you could Remus gave Alice and Frank a nod and with a sharp popping sound, had disapperated.
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Remus let out a shaky breath as he apparated back into Sirius’ flat. He had always been good at shaking off unpleasant feelings, discomfort, but watching Alice guide you into that fireplace was too much. The expression you’d had, that sadness- and what was worse, surprise. Remus knew that you had wanted him to take you to Peter’s, he knew you were upset to realize that he was hardly involved in helping you. A shudder fell through Remus’ body as he closed his eyes- all he could see was the look of betrayal, of unfamiliarity that had crept into your eyes. That would be burned into his memory forever.
Remus’ throat felt thick and heavy, as if it was going to fall into his stomach. He could feel a sob fighting its way out of him, but Remus bit his lip, tamping it down. Crying, Remus reasoned, would be too much of a release. Better to keep this feeling, better to be marked by it, remember it and use it so this never could happen again.
The fireplace on the other side of the flat flared to life. Remus turned, watching as Sirius stepped through, his heartbeat quickening at the sight of Sirius’ gaunt, sleepless face.
“How’d it go?” Sirius asked, looking at Remus with wide eyes as he dusted off his robes.
“As well as you could expect… thanks to Alice and Frank.” Remus answered, trying to keep his voice even despite the fact that it felt like his neck had been tied into a knot. Sirius sighed heavily, shaking his head.
“I wish I could have been there.” he lamented.
Remus felt his face twitch, his skin suddenly felt so very, very hot. He took a deep, slow, breath and tried to pass it off as a sigh in unison with Sirius’. So, Sirius wished he could have done more? Remus winced as the image of your hand gripping Sirius’ letter flashed in his mind. “I’d say you’ve already done too much, Padfoot.” he answered, forcing himself to stare at the floor as looking at Sirius just made him angrier. In his periphery, Remus could tell that Sirius had turned to stare at him.
“What do you mean?” Sirius asked, plainly confused.
Almost too innocent, Remus thought bitterly. Remus glanced at Sirius’ face, at his wide eyes and the pit of his chest turned into a fire. “That letter?”
Sirius shrugged, his brow drawn together in further confusion. “What about it?”
“Because, Sirius-” he barked, only becoming more irritated by the jump Sirius gave at Remus’ biting tone, “Because you know better than that. It’s a very, very dangerous time and you’ve jeopardized Alice and Frank, you jeopardized me by sending that letter.”
“Oh Mooney-” Sirius started sadly, his shoulders slumped as he took a few steps towards Remus. “But you didn’t see, you weren’t there when James and Lily told The Order what happened. You didn’t see the pain on Lily’s face, as she talked about them losing their entire family and crying on her lap. They’ve been alone, Mooney, they might be safe but they’ve been alone. I couldn’t stand it.”
Sirius held Remus’ gaze for a long moment, his face falling as Remus remained stern. It was true, he hadn’t been there, because he’d been asked to go do what he was always asked to do- find a group of werewolves that hadn’t already pledged themselves to Voldemort. Thinking of that just made Remus feel worse. Seeing what people like him were like-
“You…” Remus sighed and pinched his brow. Was it hard for him to reply because he feared it would sound too harsh, or was it because if he said anything more he might not be able to stop himself from shouting? “You could have completely compromised their safety by sending that letter. You can’t do that, Sirius, you can’t put your friends above the order. Nothing can be more salient than the orders we’re given, nothing! Or you won’t have friends to protect.”
Sirius raised his brows, looking at Remus like he was impressed. He tilted his head, mulling over Remus’ words as if chewing them. The hairs on Remus’ arms rose as his shoulders tensed, like he was preparing to withstand a storm- which, with Sirius’ tongue, might not be too far from reality. Remus swallowed dryly as he watched Sirius’ eyes narrow.
“So you’re frustrated with me.” Sirius clarified, taking a step towards him.
“Very.” Remus nodded. Sirius shook his head- there it was, that sharp smile.
“...I’m having a hard time, Rem.” Sirius said, standing before Remus, eyes glinting.
“Oh yea?”
“Yea…. I’m having a hard time believing this has anything to do with protocols.”
“Well it does.” Remus shrugged. He looked down at Sirius and could feel his jaw ticking as he clenched his teeth. “So you either don’t care about the Order enough to be true to it, or you’re trying to wriggle out of taking accountability.”
“Right.” Sirius smirked, “Perfect, Mooney- It couldn’t have anything to do with the fact that you weren’t there? That we weren’t there? That their family is gone because we didn’t think they would be targeted and that is on us? Because they went to Lily and James and not you? Because I found a way to give them some shred of comfort, of love- and when you got there you were all business?”
Remus felt like he might go blind with rage.
“You don't think it wasn’t hard for me? You think I wouldn’t rather have them with me?” he spat.
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Of course you would rather, Rem. But that’s the problem- it's always a “would” and never a “will” with you. You get all your life’s meaning putting out the fires James and I start. You’re all too comfortable just sitting back and letting people think you’re the sensible, witty one that will smooth over all of our mistakes, but you’re not. You’re the one that’s never taken the first step to do anything, you’re the one watching life fly fucking by as other’s wait for you to catch on.”
“Oh stop this, Sirius.” Remus’ voice shook. “Don’t try to turn this around and make this about relationships. If you can’t handle not seeing them, not sending them letters, then maybe you should just keep away. Just stay away from them.”
“Why, don’t they already have you for that?” Sirius raised an eyebrow, looking bored.
“I’m not kidding, Sirius.” Remus growled, drawing himself up to his full height. He took a step towards him. “You’re endangering them. I don’t want you around if you can’t fucking control yourself.”
He watched Sirius’ eyes fill with a malice Remus had only ever seen at Sirius’ worst- fights with his family, fights with Death Eaters he’d grown up around. Remus’ eyes widened as he stopped a shudder from running down his spine at the effect Sirius’ glare had.
“Do you love them, Remus?” Sirius asked.
“That’s not what this is about-” Remus stammered, shaking his head.
“Do you?”
“Of course I do-”
“Not like how you love James, you ass.” Sirius seethed, pushing his hand against Remus’ chest. “You know what I am asking. It’s sad, you can’t even answer.”
Remus pushed Sirius away forcefully, a cruel satisfaction rang through him as he watched Sirius stumble backwards. “They know I care about them-”
“Bullocks. How the fuck do you fathom that?” Sirius yelled, leaning towards Remus again. “You either have to tell them or show them- YOU haven’t DONE anything!”
Before Remus could register that he had moved, Remus had the collar of Sirius’ robes balled up in his fist. Remus held Sirius before him, a terrible grimace contorting his face.
“Fine.” Sirius snarled, his face transformed sharply, darkening, willful and wild. “Do you know who you’re reminding me of, Remus?” Sirius started, voice loud. “How little Snivelleus would traipse around Lily. Admit it- you’re jealous seeing me be there for them the way you SHOULD BE, because you CAN’T get over yourself being a danger, being a risk. Well now you have no excuse, they’ve handled worse than a werewolf Remus, and you’re still inept. I’m not your problem mate, you are.”
Sirius noticed Remus' hand had flexed into a fist before Remus did. His eyes widened. “What, you’re going to hit me?” he hissed, a sliver of hurt and vulnerability showing through his eyes. His mouth bent to a pained frown.
Remus let go- forcing his hands to relax and fall to his side. Another long silence followed.
“I always hoped for you, Remus.” Sirius said, voice rough. “I knew that you felt you had to hide, but I believed you’d overcome that for the right person, just like you did with us. Now-” Sirius shook his head with disgust, looking at Remus as if he had transformed into a stranger. “They deserve better than this. Better than you.”
Remus’ eyes stung with hot tears. He held his breath, staring at Sirius’ sharp, unloving face.
“I’m not going to have you blame me because you’re too scared to be honest with yourself.” Sirius breathed, his shoulders shook with anger. “You can go hang around that oily twat Snape if that’s the lack of life you want. Get out.”
“Fine-” Remus growled, and with a flick of his wand he glimpsed the last he’d ever see of Sirius’ flat. While Sirius stood, wide eyed, incredulous, and in pain as the world spun and then spun again.
-X-
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Liner and Lip gloss
"Pads sit still I'm going to mess up." Remus tried to keep his hand steady
"Alright, sorry, just excited for the ball."
"Who'd ya ask anyways?"
"No one yet."
"Pads the ball is in two hours."
"I'm aware."
"You aren't hot enough to get a girl in two hours."
"Piss off. "
"Don't think I will Siri."
"Oh fuck you."
"What was that? Sorry I couldn't hear you from down there."
"Mangez de la merde et mourez."
"Really? You can't think of a single creative thing to say so you start speaking in French."
"You have to agree it's hot."
"Who's been lying to you?"
"How dare you, anyways I know who I'm asking, just hoping they'll say yes."
"Good luck with that, they probably already have a date you know, most people plan ahead."
"Who are you going with?"
"I'm not going."
"What! Why? Moony please it'll be fun, James and I are pranking all the Slytherins."
"Nope, can't be bothered. Anyways I don't have a date."
"I'm sure plenty of girls would go with you, you're hot."
"Don't want to lie to them."
"You have to like someone, just hope they don't have a date and ask her out."
"Pads... can I tell you something..?"
"Are you alright?"
"I-I'm gay." Sirius pulled him into a hug,
"Thank you for telling me."
"You're not mad...?"
"Why would I be mad Moony?"
"My dad kicked me out when I told him."
"Shit- I'm so sorry."
"He hated me anyways, just the final nail in the coffin. It's fine, I survived, anyways turn around I'm braiding your hair."
"Moons, can you help me ask this person?"
"Are you sure they don't have a date?"
"Certain now,"
"Okay...? How do I help exactly?"
"Say yes."
"Wha-"
"Remus will you go to the ball with me?"
"...no shit Sherlock."
"FINALLY, MERLIN'S BEARD HE HAS BEEN PINING OVER YOU FOR YEARS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW PAINFUL IT'S BEEN TO WATCH BOTH OF YOU ACT SO CLUELESS."
"Prongs, are you okay?"
"Now that I don't have to listen to Sirius planning how to ask you out every single quidditch practice yes."
"It wasn't ev-"
"Yes, yes it was. I have them a written down, extreme detail, with the date because I knew you would say this."
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A lil wolfstar cuz I've been wanting to write about these two dorks for last three years
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I have been totally obsessed with As the Worm Moon Dies for months! And I couldn't resist drawing a tiny scene. I'm still working on ATYD comic, but sometimes I need to draw something different. ♥️
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just wrote a summary for the jegulus & wolfstar fic im writing and let me just say it EATS.
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Literally no one:
Me checking for my ao3 dead gay wizards fan fic update every 5 fucking minutes even tho I know damn well there would be none
#marauders#dead gay wizards#it's a habit at this point#marauders era#james potter#sirius black#remus lupin#regulus black#wolfstar#jegulus#ao3#marauders fandom#marauders fans#marauders fan fic#dead gay wizards fics#yayy#lily evans#slay#i love her#*sigh dreamily*
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at the end of the day i feel bad for harry potter fans. they’re so limited to one ERA and characters that have already had seven books written about them.
where’s the fun in that?! too much canon, too many straight people, where’s the fun?!
they’ll never know true happiness until they go to the dark side. we have all the fun over here
#marauders era#wolfstar#sirius black#harry potter#remus lupin#remus x sirius#jegulus#marauders#fanfiction#james potter#regulus black#regulus x james#golden trio era#harry potter fans?????#how?!#it’s BEEN DONE BEFORE#yada yada dramione enemies to lovers fic#WHO CARES.#not me#give me that soulmates muggle au olympic skating rivals wolfstar au with background jegulus#thats what i want#THATS what i need
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crying into Remus' arm after a terrible day- he’d be so gentle and understanding :'(
break down at aldi
summary you break down at aldi and have to walk to remus's flat in the rain. remus warms you up after worrying too much. or just the right amount.
content remus lupin x fem!reader, hurt/comfort
Your knock against Remus's door is tiny. You're surprised you hear him shuffling up the hall after a few seconds of moping outside. Though the surprise doesn't last for long when there's another sob wracking its way up your throat.
You stifle it when Remus appears. He looks tired and soft all at once. Though his tiredness quickly warps into something like worry. His eyes widen, "You're all wet."
Right. You'd forgotten it was raining. You feel a little numb. "I'm sorry, were- were you asleep?"
"No." You know he's lying.
"Can I come in?" you hiccup through another dry sob. You don't know why you're asking. You're tired and you need to sleep. He hums a sympathetic noise and moves to the side to let you in when you step forward. You slowly move past him and stop at his shoe rack to toe your joggers off.
"Don't worry about that, just go sit down, sweetheart." He put his hands on your shoulders to guide you out to his dining room.
"I'll get grass on your rug," you mumble wetly, letting him move you around like you've never been to his flat before.
"Did you walk here?" He ignores your qualms about making a mess and sits you in a chair. You slump into it and it scrapes backwards.
"My," You stop to sniffle, pushing your palms into your eyes meanly, "my car broke down."
Remus moves to kneel at your feet, carefully untying your laces, "You couldn't call me?"
You push into your eyelids until you see stars, "I locked my phone in my car," you sigh.
He takes your shoes and wet socks off, and moves up to grab your hands from your face, "Sweetheart," he coos. He squeezes at your fingertips and it feels nice. It's unexpected. The numbness stretches out and all you can feel is the heat from his skin.
When he wipes the moisture from your face you're not sure if it's tears or rain. You’re sure it's both. Remus stands again and moves to your side to wrap his arms around your shoulders.
"You'll get all wet," you mumble.
"Don't care," he says, squeezing you closer.
"You're in your nice pj's." You look up at him with glassy eyes and Remus feels like he could actually cry with you.
"Dove."
Despite yourself, you push your face into his abdomen and let yourself cry some more. If he wasn't so nice it might be easier to not cry. It's strange. He's so lovely that you cry because you feel like you can.
Remus sets to pushing the damp hair away from your wind-whipped face, tucking strands around your ears. Wiping the water that beads at its ends on his shirt. With your face in his torso, he can get away with making a mess.
“Where’s your car?” he asks, using his hand to hold your head close. He wants you to cry now if you’re feeling like it so he can get you out of your wet clothes without you as upset. He’d rather you not cry at all, really.
“The carpark at Aldi,” you sniffle into his shirt. When you talk all you can smell is him. Like his sheets and the rosehip shampoo you bought for him.
“The Aldi near your work?” he asks. You can hear his own upset he’s trying to hold back.
“Yeah.”
“Sweetheart, that’s 20 minutes away,” he tells you like you don’t already know this. Like you didn’t already walk here.
“I didn’t know what else to do.”
Remus hugs you closer like it’s possible and worries, even more, when you shiver. “It’s okay. Let’s just get you changed, huh?”
You nod and Remus lets you go when he thinks you want him to.
He helps you into some of his clothes. A pair of old bottoms, and a cable knit sweater over the thickest thermal he can find. He gets you on his sofa under at least three soft blankets, and a cup of tea. He thinks maybe he should get you in his lap to make sure you really are warm. He decides against it.
“Warm enough?” he asks once he settles down. You reach for his hand straight away.
“Perfect,” you murmur, setting your head against his shoulder. His shirt soft under your cheeks, soothing the sting of your skin. You relax.
There’s a beat of silence only filled by the whir of his small fan heater on the rickety stool he’d made sure was pulled as close as he could until the cord pulled taut.
He nudges your head with his shoulder, "I'm sorry you had such a shit day, dove."
You push your nose into his arm and breathe him in. "It's okay," you say a little jumbled up. You'd rather stay here in his arm than talk about it. You'd rather be with Remus than do most things most of the time. "I'm just glad I'm home."
Remus's heart swells, "Home." He could die on the spot, he's sure of it.
You know what he means. Remus's flat has been home for you for longer than both of you can remember. It hadn't felt like home for him until you. "Yeah," you say, eyes fluttering closed.
Remus is sure he'll tease you for how quickly you fall alseep around him. He's sure he'll ask you to move in as well.
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random remus lupin headcanons that i can’t stop thinking about part 1:
- he has really nice hands. and i mean really nice. like he has really long slender fingers and his hands are a little veiny. (in my head he’s left handed idk why or where i’ve got this from) also he probably definitely bites his nails.
- his fingers are also literally always stained with ink because he’s constantly writing notes in the margins of his books.
- he puts whatever book he’s reading in the back pocket of his trousers and he takes it everywhere with him.
- he never uses a book mark or dog ears the pages of his books. he’ll just use random scraps of paper, receipts, train tickets etc to keep his place.
- his pockets are constantly just full of random stuff. this man is a sucker for a cool rock that he sees on the ground or a random leaf. like if he ever needs something out of his pocket he has to rummage around to find it and will pull out a load of random shit in the process.
- the cuffs of all his jumpers are frayed bc he constantly picks at them and fiddles with them. i feel like he accidentally makes his own thumb holes bc if there’s a tiny hole he’ll just pick at it until it gets bigger.
do i make this a series…?
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crappymixtape recos
going to try and do this at least once a month – sharing fics that have just blown me away ❤ so many talented writers on here omg 🥺 show them some love and BE KIND, REBLOG! xoxo, 💿
❤ remus being mood(n)y – @luveline ( remus says something he shouldn't before the full moon, and later campaigns for your forgiveness with affection and a confession, fem!reader • remus x reader )
❤ ”become the sun” – @headkiss ( figuring out how to move on from life in hawkins, steve takes a trip to the beach, where he meets you, who becomes his tour guide and maybe more than that • steve x reader )
❤ ”my name is what you decide” series, 18+ only – @upsidedownwithsteve ( you’d learned well before then how to tell the difference between new money and old money and Steve Harrington was old, old money • steve x reader )
❤ ”tenderly, tragically” series, 18+ only – @upsidedownwithsteve ( friends with benefits, but oh no! there's feelings – canon adjacent, kind of? smut, summer, car sex • steve x reader )
❤ summer fic-fest: the masterlist 18+ only – @lovebugism ( here you will find the entire collection of summer fic fest drabbles, organized by character and theme, for your viewing pleasure • steve / eddie x reader )
❤ whatta man: halloween edition coming soon! 18+ only – @loveshotzz ( one shots for both steve and eddie at the halloween party at the bar – covers steve’s night where you realize all the girls have a crush on the bouncer at the foxy lounge // eddie’s night where the bartender’s not the only one at the foxy lounge who likes your costume tonight • steve / eddie x reader )
❤ ”can’t keep my hands to myself” 18+ only – @theemporium ( it was a placebo effect, you were so sure of it, but a deal with your boyfriend makes you rethink your stance on the aphrodisiac-laced chocolate • eddie x reader )
❤ eddie comfort – @wroteclassicaly 18+ only ( TW: depression, anxiety, mentions of past trauma/injury (Eddie’s wounds), & mental illness (reader has bipolar disorder) // hurt that ends in comfort, angst with a happy ending, friends to lovers, fluff • eddie x reader )
❤ of summer and soulmates series, eddie's story 18+ only – @lofaewrites ( TW: read at the link! // a modern soulmate au + songfic series • eddie x "popular" reader )
❤ of summer and soulmates series, steve's story 18+ only – @lofaewrites ( TW: read at the link! // a modern soulmate au + songfic series • steve x reader )
❤ "orange juice" 18+ only – @sattlersquarry ( TW: read at the link! // steve's world changes in the worst way when he loses you – he struggles to move on, but he learns he might not have to when he miraculously gets a second chance with you • steve x reader )
❤ "be patient" – @livingintheupsidedown ( TW: PTSD, trauma // after everything that happened at star court, steve's struggling more than he realised • steve x reader )
❤ "august" a no good at waiting one shot – @familyvideostevie ( what steve and bee girl are up to this summer – fluff, angst, miscommunication, musings about making choices, and lots of love • steve x bee girl )
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I love the trope where someone who cares about the Main Character or is just now getting to know them learns about all the dumb/impossible stuff they do and just kinda breaks. Like they’re not able to comprehend how this dumbass is alive. And then the MC is just trying to brush it off because they don’t understand what’s wrong
MC: “I may have done *insert impossible/extemy dangerous thing* but it’s fine everything worked out and it wasn’t that hard really”
Character B: “YOU WHAT?!? HOW?!?” *distressed and confused noises*
#fandom#harry potter#tom riddle#tomarry#draco malfoy#drarry#percy jackson#this is so Posideon is all those reading the books fics#and also Sirius and Remus about Harry#and Arthur finding about Merlin and all he has done#bbc merlin#merlin#fan fiction#arthur pendragon#sirius black#remus lupin#I think I tagged too much#oh well
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i’m doing it 😳
also why is it so hard to pick a title i can’t do this
(anyways, read a snippet here!)
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