heyy Elle, could you please write poly!moonchaser × reader where Remus is hurting physically because of the full moon (either before and after) and reader and James take care of him and comfort him
our sweet moonchaser <333 thanks for your request lovie
please note: my requests are currently closed as I finish exams and work through the requests that I currently have.
poly!moonchaser x fem!reader who checks in on them after the moon
This was silly; what were you so afraid of?
Okay, perhaps afraid wasn’t the right word, but the way your hands were sweating and your heart was racing (and your thoughts were spiralling) would suggest otherwise.
You had been with Remus and James for about two months before Remus finally shared his secret with you.
You couldn’t deny that you had a hunch - you’d been friends with the boys for a few years now and were aware that Remus has some kind of affliction that caused him issues approximately once a month that James and the other two Marauders seemed to help him with. That, along with the fact that you were very good at astronomy and tracking moon cycles (which was also very useful in Herbology), it didn’t come as a complete surprise when he admitted to you that he was a werewolf.
You were glad he had told you, and though he had given you the chance then to ask him any questions you may have had, you only told him you were glad he trusted you.
Now, though? Now you wished you had asked more questions.
Like what the hell were you supposed to do after full moons now?
Before he had told you, he would fall ill for about three days around the end of the moon cycle, and though you would see James in class the day after, he would scurry back to his room citing that he didn’t want you to get sick and was going to go check in on Remus.
And that had been fine.
Because like you said, you had a hunch.
But now…
Now that you knew, it seemed rude not to check in on him, right?
It would be rude to wait around for your afflicted boyfriend to come and find you after going through relative hell and back, wouldn’t it?
So…you braved yourself to check in on the boys in the infirmary.
Except Madame Pomfrey had informed you that Remus had been allowed to return to his dorm to rest.
And then you nearly lost your nerve again.
Get it together. You scolded yourself. Those boys would likely love a visit.
And even if they weren’t up for a visit, you had brought some chocolate for Rem; perhaps you could leave them with Sirius or Peter.
You crawled through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room to an unusually (and frankly disturbingly) quiet sight.
Sirius was lounging sloppily on the three-seater sofa with a book in his hands as Peter sat on a cushion by the fire playing a game of exploding snap with Marlene.
“Hey Sirius.” You said quietly as you approached the long-haired boy. He looked up at your voice and his surprised expression turned into a salacious one.
“Hello there gorgeous, to what do I owe the pleasure?”
Peter snorted, though he never moved his attention from his game. “You’re lucky Prongs and Moony aren’t down here; you’d have been walloped good for hitting on their girl.”
Sirius scoffed in faux derision. “That’s what they get for kicking me out of my own dorm, Wormy.”
You felt your face blanche at the fact that even Sirius wasn’t allowed upstairs. What would make you any different?
Stupid girl.
“Come to see your boys?” Sirius continued, unawares of your inner turmoil.
“Erm,” You started awkwardly, looking down at the silly box of Honeydukes chocolates in your hand. “I just came to drop this off; maybe you can give it to Rem for me?”
Sirius’ teasing expression softened when he looked down at the box you were holding out to him.
“Sorry doll. Like I said, I’ve been banished. You’d have better luck delivering them yourself.”
You tried (and failed) to hide your grimace as you looked towards the stairs to the boys dorm. “I wouldn’t want to bother them.” You admitted shyly.
“You misunderstand, L/N.” Marlene commented. “He’s a bother.” She explained, pointing a manicured finger accusatively as Sirius. “They’d probably cream their pants if you walked in right now.”
“Ew.” You, Peter, and Sirius chorused.
“She’s right though.” Peter agreed, grimacing at Marlene for her rather uncouth comment before turning to look at you. “Pad’s is the only one who was thoroughly banished from the room; I’m only down here because I didn’t feel like third-wheeling.”
“Yeah, I wonder why he was banished.” Marlene muttered sarcastically as she returned to their card game.
“Why were you banished?” You queried, causing Sirius to roll his eyes.
“They accused me of being a menace.” He drawled; the end of his sentence punctuated by a small explosion on the opposite side of the common room which covered a few third year Gryffindor’s in a fluorescent blue powder.
Sirius - gods love him - didn’t even flinch as he held your eye contact “I never said the accusations were unfounded.”
“Go on; check on your lover boys.” Marlene encouraged, shooting you a wink.
You took in a shaky breath and offered them all a smile before making your way upstairs.
Trying to be as quiet as possible, you knocked gently on the door alerting the boys to your presence before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
You could make out two forms curled up on Remus’ bed. James’ back was turned towards you as his slightly wider frame curled protectively around Remus’.
James turned to look over his shoulder at the disruption with an expression far more stern than you think you’ve ever seen on him, but it softened astronomically when he realised who had entered.
“Hi there!” He whispered brightly, causing Remus to stir. “I was just about to tell Pads to get fucked; this is a nice surprise.” He said as he extricated himself from Remus’ bed and began to make for you.
“Who is it?” Remus’ voice could be heard muffled through the blankets he was holding over his head.
“It’s your dovey, Moons.” James said as he pulled you into his chest and pressed a kiss into your hair.
Remus sat up - likely too quickly in his current state - to see for himself.
“Hi lovie.” He whispered in awe; as if seeing you was some miraculous feat.
“Hi Rem. I’m sorry to bug you, I just wanted to-”
“No!” Both boys interrupted you, causing James to laugh.
“No, you’re no bother; of course not. Com’ere.” He said as he threw his legs over the side of the bed and opened his arms as an invitation for you.
Not needing to be told twice, you accepted his embrace and he pulled you into his lap.
“I won’t stay long.” You whispered up at him as James joined him beside the bed to look down at you.
“Please do.” He whispered back. He looked okay, if not extremely tired; he didn’t seem to have any new scars from what you could see, and he was clearly in good enough spirits to entertain you.
“He’s likely getting tired of spending time with just me.” James explained solemnly.
“He’s a coddler.”
“Are you really?” You asked James.
James rolled his eyes and shook his head good-naturedly. “Listen, once a month I get to fuss over this sweet man; you best believe I take full advantage.”
You hummed in understanding and looked back at Remus. “You’re always so busy taking care of everyone else; it makes sense you wouldn’t know what to do when someone returns the favour.” You explained, fiddling with the hem of his t-shirt.
“Is that why you’re here, Angel?” James said as he tickled your neck teasingly. “You here to take care of him?”
You pushed his hand away and handed Remus the box of chocolates. “I was just bringing you chocolate.”
Remus looked as though you had just handed him a key to the city and not a measly box of chocolates.
“Thank you dovey.” He said earnestly as he pressed a gentle yet lingering kiss to your lips.
You broke apart at the sound of James snorting.
“‘Just bringing him chocolate’ she says. You’ll be lucky if you see the outside of this dorm room in the foreseeable future.” He proclaimed as he picked you up bridal style out of Remus’ lap eliciting a squeal from your lips and he fell backwards onto the bed, situating the two of you there as Remus shifted back into the bed and curled himself around you.
“Your new job every month is cuddles from now on, ‘kay?” Remus whispered into your ear as James pulled the blankets up around the three of you. You couldn’t help but breathe out a laugh through your nose as you nuzzled further into him.
“Sounds good to me.” You agreed readily, accepting another kiss from James as he settled beside you.
You’d take away Remus’ pain in a heartbeat if you could, but if this was all you could do for him instead, well…there were certainly worse ways to spend your time.
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james the snitch
a/n: this blurb is unfinished so do not expect a nice satisfying ending lmao
Remus Lupin x James Potter x Fem!reader. Polyamory, dom/sub dynamics, rules, implications of punishment/spanking (use of term ‘beat’)
You don’t hear the door creak open. You have one hand under the covers, under the waistbands of your pajama pants and underwear, and your eyes are glued to the lewd images of your boyfriends on your phone screen.
You don’t hear the door open, but you do hear the gasp that leaves James’s lips when he takes in the scene and realizes what you’re doing. Your gaze flits up to find him standing a few small paces away, mouth agape and eyes wide behind his glasses. You yank your hand out of your pants and shoot upright.
“James—“ you start, but he’s already turning around. You rush to your feet without a moment’s hesitation, stumbling past him and just barely managing to slam the bedroom door shut before he’s able to leave through it.
“You guys okay?” You hear Remus’s voice ring through from the kitchen, as well as the soft rustle of plastic bags as he starts to put away the shopping.
“Fine!” You call out before lowering your voice to a hushed plea. “James, listen to me.” You look up at him with clear desperation on your face. “You don’t have to say a word.”
He shakes his head, curls bouncing in a manner you’d usually find endearing. Right now it only frustrates you.
“No way. You’re not dragging me into your shit.”
“He doesn’t have to know!” You can’t keep the exasperation out of your tone.
“He’ll bloody find out!” James shoots back. “He always finds out, and if he finds out that I knew and didn’t tell him you won’t be the only one getting your ass beat.”
You’re about to retort when the door opens behind you, pushing at your back with a slow steady pressure that has you taking stumbling steps forwards.
“What are you to up to in ‘ere?” Remus’s voice is lighthearted as he enters the room, void of any suspicion, and you shoot James a fierce look. You can see his adam’s apple bob as he swallows.
“She was touching herself.”
“For the love of god.” You mutter with a roll of your eyes.
Remus ignores your utterance, his eyes drifting slowly from James to you. “Was she?” He looks back at the man again and gives him a nod, a silent praise for being honest.
You feel it rather than see it when his hard gaze is on you again, your own eyes glaring daggers into James while Remus stalks towards you.
“Have anything to say?”
You keep your mouth shut and your stare steady. Remus’s fingers find the side of your face, turning your head until you’re forced to meet his eye. Your heartbeat falters.
“Don’t look at him, sweetheart. I asked you a question.”
There’s a beat of silence as you try to figure out exactly what to say to make things less bad for yourself.
“I didn’t cum.” You state truthfully, somehow managing to keep your voice steady and your expression fearless despite the strong fingers still held against your cheek. Remus hums, seemingly unmoved.
“But you would have? If we hadn’t gotten home?” He counters, brows raising slightly. You swallow.
“I don’t know.”
You know it’s a lost cause when Remus clicks his tongue, finally dropping his hand away from your face. “Now I don’t think that’s true, love.”
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