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ddejavvu · 1 year

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For mvm!! Grumpy dealer Remus x sunshine r !!!!! Remus is being the biggest softie when r is over and the boys are so confused like “where is the real Remus???’ But he’s still super pissy with them telling Sirius to shut up but then turning around and showering your face in kisses :( I love him

"Remus," You whimper, clutching at the part of his shirt that lays over his chest, bunching the fabric up in your fists.

"Yes, dove?" He hums, eyes instantly off of the television screen and on you, "What's the matter, darling?"

"My feet are cold," You complain, wriggling them where they've slipped out from under the blanket Remus covered you both with, "I can't reach."

Remus can't either. You're sitting against his chest, you're actually closer than he is, but he holds a hand against your back to keep you up, careful of the lit joint he's pinched between two fingers, and bends forward to fix it anyways.

He fluffs the blanket back over your toes, straining to reach as he tucks it beneath your heels. Then he glances back up at you, still stretched, "Good?"

"Good," You give your feet an experimental wiggle, and the blanket stays put, "Thanks, Rem."

"Fucking ridiculous," A scoff cuts through your couple's reverie, and Remus's jaw goes stiff as he straightens back up to settle against the cushions.

"Oh, really, Sirius?" He brings the joint to his lips, making a show of blowing smoke in Sirius's direction, "Do tell." Remus wraps an arm protectively around your front, staring the man down.

"Remmy," James croons, leaning into Sirius's side with shiny, pleading eyes, "My toesie-woesies are cold."

"Oh, my darling," Sirius gushes, throwing a hand over his forehead in typical dramatic fashion, "That simply won't do. Allow me, princess."

"Ah, thank you!" James breathes again in that airy, ditzy voice he's put on, clutching tight at Sirius's chest, "Whatever would I do without you?"

"Keep talking," Remus drawls, lips morphing once more around the end of his joint, "But remember, you're smoking my weed, on my couch, that my girlfriend and I just had sex on."

Their faces drop, and Sirius points warily to a cushion, "Like, you had sex- here?"

"Twenty minutes ago," Remus shrugs, blowing smoke away from you and leaning in to kiss your temple as you try disappearing from his friends' incredulous gazes, "And last I checked, you fuckers didn't."

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remusslove · 1 year

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Stoner!lily or Remus mixing the ouid with lavender to help you sleep <33

Awww this is so adorable (hope you don’t mind I did innocent!reader but if you did I can defined redo it<3)

“What’s wrong doll you should be asleep.” Remus said smushing his cigarette on the ashtray beside him as you walked towards the couch.

He was rolling some blunts for his hangout tomorrow with Sirius and James. Whenever they visited he made them smoke cigarettes near the window so you couldn’t inhale the smoke.

“M’ can’t sleep” you mumbled making yourself comfortable in his lap causing him to sigh before pulling a tiny ziploc bag out of his pocket. “What’s that?” You asked curiously. “Dried lavender princess, for you” he answered making you raise an eyebrow.

“Here princess, smoke this.” He said placing a kiss on your forehead as he held the blunt near your lips. You sat up with a nervous look on your face. “Are you sure remmy? M’ never smoked before”

“I know princess, but it’ll help you sleep mkay?”He said as his dazed eyes met yours. You nervously opened your mouth making him chuckle and place the already lit blunt in your mouth.

You exhaled a little trying to untense your shoulders before taking a large inhale. You gasped before coughing loudly earning laughter from Remus.

He reached for the bottled water on the table and holding it up to your mouth. “You have to do it slowly bunny” be clarified as you took a gulp of the water he was currently holding for you.

He put the blunt back in your mouth and you slowly inhaled. You exhaled after a quick second and let the smoke fly out of your mouth.

“Like that remmy?” You asked him. He nodded placing a kiss on your cheek. A few minutes later you were fighting to hold your eyelids open which of course, didn’t get un noticed by the scar covered boy watching you.

“I think it’s time for bed bunny” he said making you pout. “But m’ wanna stay with youuu” you whined rubbing your eyes and letting out a little yawn. “Your too spoiled sometimes y’know that?” he commented making you giggle.

#dealer!remus #dealer Remus #dealer Remus lupin #dealer!remus lupin #stoner!remus #stoner Remus #stoner!remus lupin #stoner Remus lupin #innocent!reader

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sweetiecutie · 9 months

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Ok, but hEAR ME OUT:

Stoner!Remus Lupin teaching his significant other to roll joints and making fun of her every time she chokes or gets a little too high.

WELL??? What do ya think??? 😏

A/n: do you read my mind???? Bc I was thinking about stoner Remus just today!!!

Pairing: Remus Lupin x fem! Reader

Warnings: drug use but overall pretty harmless<3

- No, baby, you’re doing it wrong, - Remus chided softly, putting one of his huge hands on top of yours, stopping your movements. You whipped your head towards him, pouting in frustration - no matter how hard you tried, you just never succeeded to roll a joint, not even a crooked one. You always ended up spilling all of the weed out of the smoking paper, not even halfway through rolling.

He let out a small chuckle, taking a thin paper with dried leaves in the center of it, carefully out of your hands. Remus scooted closer to you on the couch so that your hips here pressed flush against each other; his torso slightly turned towards you, so that you got a full view of his actions.

- Look, you gotta roll it, not just smear weed all over the paper. You have to get the grip of the small line, wrap it into a tube, or whatever, and not flatten it all over the paper, - he said, his voice a bit deeper than usual, calming you better than any weed existing. His long finger worked diligently, yet slowly, to show you what he meant. Both his thumbs moved up and down, rolling herb up into a neat joint. He brought an almost ready cigarette towards your lips. - Lick.

You leaned in closer, bending slightly to drag the tip of your tongue over the free edge of the paper, wetting it with your saliva. Remus only hummed in approval, rolling the joint completely, sealing the paper. He put a joint in between his chapped lips, making quick job of retrieving a lighter from within the pocket of his huge baggy jeans and lighting the tip, inhaling deeply a few times to properly light it up.

Remus held bitter smoke in his lungs for a few second before exhaling slowly, his eyes watching grey smoke swirl intricate designs in the air. His bloodshot eyes darted towards you, smiling slyly. Lupin nodded his head towards the coffee table standing in front of you, where a small bag of weed along with thin cigarette papers and filters laid.

- Come on, princess. Try one more time, - he said, taking another deep drag of his joint.

You hesitated for a moment, before reaching out for a thin paper, taking a small amont of weed, placing it on the paper in a small line. You poked your tongue out in concentration, trying to follow Remus’ instructions - roll, not smear.

Remus couldn’t help but lean in closer - his face buried in the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent deeply. He placed open-mouthed kisses all over the side of your neck, distracting you from your task.

- Remus, you’re not helping, - you whined, placing your cheek against his head, nuzzling it slightly. He just murmured something unintelligibly, but stopping nevertheless, just resting his head on your shoulder.

- Sorry, luv, - she said, brown eyes glued to your small pretty hands, working on the joint. After a whole minute of struggling, you did manage to roll a joint - far from perfect, but a solid joint nevertheless. You smiled triumphantly, licking the edge of the paper, sealing it securely.

- Ha! - you exclaimed proudly, holding out a rolled up joint towards Remus, smile wide on your pretty face.

- I’m proud of you, luv, - Lupin said, lifting his head from your shoulder, placing a warm kiss on your temple, than taking another hit of his own joint. He handed you his lighter; you grabbed it, lighting up your joint, taking a puff. A coughing fit shook through your body, eyes watering as you could hear Remus laughing slightly, his head coming back to rest on your shoulder. - Easy, don’t want you to faint.

Your eyes rolled at his teasing, taking another - this time smaller - hit of your joint. You reclined against the backrest of Remus’s comfy couch, wrapping free arm around his lanky figure. You placed a chaste kiss on top of his head, feeling him nuzzle deeper into your neck.

- Shut up. Or I’ll tell Sirius that it’s his weed we’re smoking right now, - you said, earning a mock gasp of shock out of Remus. You closed your eyes, feeling the drug already kicking in, relaxing your muscles and hazing up your mind.

You sat like this for a few minutes, occasionally taking a drag of your joints before you heard a front door opening and closing soon, Sirius’ w voice calling out “I’m home!”. Remus shoot up, gaping at you with wide panicked eyes.

- Oh shit-

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peteyypettigrew · 4 months

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“soft boy Remus-“ *gunshots*

#marauders #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #peter pettigrew #the marauders #marauders era #regulus black #l do not STAND for that #bring me stoner/loser/accidental casonova Remus

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munacy · 1 year

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Weak

@wolfstarmicrofic

word count: 363

CW: recreational drug use

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"This bud is weak," Sirius accuses.

"It most certainly is not," Remus says primly, but breaks with a stoned little giggle. "I would know, after all."

Sirius scowls. "I don't feel a thing, and I've taken, like, four hits!"

"You're just not used to hitting blunts, that's all," he reasons. "You're spoilt. Posh twat."

"Well, then, let's go grab Averill," Sirius retorts, standing up and ignoring the jibe. He's referring to the unisex name of their giant bong, transfigured to look like an innocent ficus.

"No, no," Remus protests, hastily pulling Sirius back down by his wrist. Their sides are flush with one another and impossibly warm despite the chill in the air. "Are you mad? We can't lug a giant potted plant all the way back to the Astronomy Tower, how would that look?"

Sirius harrumphs unhappily.

"Here...let me try something," Remus murmurs, a hesitant look in his butterscotch eyes.

Without looking away from Sirius, he brings the blunt to his parted lips and inhales deeply, then lifts his hand, long fingers resting on the side of Sirius' neck, thumb on his jaw.

Sirius freezes. His chest burns fiercely and his heartbeat screams in his ears. Remus moves in slowly, uncertainly, and still, Sirius manages to feel shock when their mouths meet, gasping slightly. Remus exhales into his open mouth, and the fingertips on Sirius' face dig in, and Sirius tastes smoke, lightning, honey, and his head spins even though he's not high yet, he swears.

Remus pulls away and Sirius stares at him with wide eyes as he breathes out a shaking, smoky exhale.

"Right, erm, I just thought that would help, possibly, er, get you higher, if, ah, I, y'know, like, baby-birded it to you."

Remus looks like a beet.

"Moony."

"Yes, Padfoot?" he sighs.

"...I'm not quite high yet." He's lying; he's on Neptune. He can almost hear the stunned disbelief in Remus' silence.

"Is that so?" Remus replies coyly after the pause.

"Yeah. Yeah, maybe we should try it again," Sirius babbles nervously.

Remus smirks.

This time, Sirius sees stars, and he's not sure whether to attribute it to his increasing insobriety or Remus' introduction of tongue.

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #prompt: weak #remus lupin x sirius black #cw: recreational drug use #stoner remus #that weird sexy thing stoners do to their platonic friends #based on true events #it was hot omfg

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vxntagedior · 1 year

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Remus x reader whos high and hiper sexual at a Party

warning: 18+ minors dni, smut, hyper sexual!reader, high!reader

"please remmy, want more." you clung onto him.

the two of you were able to sneak away at the house party remus hosted, you were already high and always got hyper-sexual when you were high.

"you take what i give you." remus squeezed your hips harder.

you mewled, hiding your face in his neck filling that familiar knot form in your stomach.

"you gonna cum baby." remus whispered in your ear. hearing you let out a muffled yes, remus's hand came between your two bodies, rubbing your clit.

"cum for me baby."

#fi's baby blurbs #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin x high!reader #stoner!remus lupin #remus lupin #remus lupin x girlfriend!reader

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teecrescent · 25 days

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#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #harry potter #gonna put them in a box and shake it #i’m normal #old stoners #my mind was like this is so wolfstar coded #this could also be applied to the others

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mea-laetitia · 6 months

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So I’m reviving my Jegulus Triwizard Tournament AU fic! I’m super excited about it I have big plans for it hehe the first chapter is up right now and here is a little preview of chapter 2. Enjoyyyy!

The Marauders had never found it so easy to score weed than they had that night. Now that Sirius and Regulus were reunited, they had an almost unlimited supply. James couldn’t remember exactly when, but at some point Regulus had become the school’s unofficial weed dealer, growing batches under his bed with some strange magical lights as well as somewhere off in the forbidden forest that no one else was privy to. Until now, they had been fortunate enough to procure what little they had, albeit very rarely; Regulus had always favoured Remus for they had a shared love of muggle literature. Who knows how that was discovered, James never bothered to ask, but Remus would occasionally turn up after studying in the library with a telltale grin and a small black bag he had charmed to be void of smell. How he managed it, James didn’t care. As long as they had weed, he was happy, and now they were positively rolling in it and he was absolutely over the moon.

“Merlin bless your brother Sirius.” He sighed wistfully as he finished rolling up the fattest joint of his life.

They were sat in their usual smoke spot overlooking the Black Lake, the shared bounty between them was larger than it ever had been, and they had decided there was no better way to celebrate the commencement of their final year of school than to smoke in excess, something they had seldom been able to do before.

Peter’s own was several times smaller than the rest of theirs. He hadn’t smoked since fifth year, when he had horribly greened out and swore it off for the rest of his life. But Sirius was not about to let him miss this golden opportunity.

“What was the point in me reuniting with my brother if you’re just going to let it go to waste?”

James didn’t see fit to mention that it certainly wouldn’t have gone to waste if Peter didn’t join them. Peter high was a phenomenon he had sorely missed, for the boy would become a giggling mess and say some of the funniest things in the world that even while high James wasn’t sure his own mind could think of.

When they were all finished, they stuck their joints together in cheers and Remus used his wand to light them all at once.

“That is some good shit right there.” Sirius said proudly, relishing in exhaling his first puff.

Remus took another drag and peered at Peter with concern. “Okay so far Pete?”

The boy nodded almost too enthusiastically and took another puff that turned him into a coughing mess. James pat him roughly on the back a few times with a fond grin.

“Attaboy Wormy. More you cough the higher you get y’know?”

“That’s a total myth Prongs.” Remus rolled his eyes. “How would that even work?”

“It recycles it through your lungs.”

“Honestly listen to yourself mate.”

Five minutes later even Remus wasn’t making much sense. James leaned back against the tree they were sitting by, staring into the sky and wishing not for the first time that he was capable of taking his broom out for a fly right now, but any time he tried to form an intelligent string of thoughts he was reminded that that was most likely a terrible idea. The only downside of Peter’s newfound drug lust was that he could no longer take them each in turn for a fly on the back of his broom. Oh well.

“What’s even the difference between the stuff he grows outside versus under his bed?” James pondered aloud.

Sirius’ eyes were comically bloodshot. “I think the outside stuff he grows the muggle way, whereas the charmed lights and shit he uses for the inside weed makes it stronger. I think, he’s never actually told me.”

The four stared silently at the bank of the Lake as it lapped softly from whatever movement from a creature within stirred it.

“So what are we smoking right now?” Peter asked.

James examined his own joint as if he would be able to tell the difference just by looking. The ember at the end slowly devoured the weed, gradually making it smaller and smaller. He took a hasty drag so as not to allow it to all burn up.

“Muggle shit I reckon. He’s not been at Hogwarts long enough to have grown a proper batch of the good stuff yet. But he said the stuff he grew in the forest he just left there all summer, so I’ll bet he has an absolute motherload of it.”

The thought of Regulus tending to his plants makes James grin. He had never really pictured Regulus as being a person with his own life and hobbies, despite knowing for years that he had been doing this. But certainly, he must have been passionate about it enough to take the growing so seriously. James wonders what Regulus must be like when he smokes.

“He’s aggravatingly no different to when he’s sober.” Sirius replied, James hadn’t realized he wondered that question out loud. He thanks his good fortune that the sun has lowered enough by now that no one can see his burning face. Really, he shouldn’t care so much about his best friend’s twin, but the boy was fascinating to him, and now that he was allowed to mention him, he just couldn’t help himself.

“When did you smoke with Regulus?” Remus puzzled. “Surely your parents wouldn’t allow that under their roof?”

Sirius smirked. “When have my parent’s rules ever stopped me?”

“Fair.”

“Hey, the top of that tree looks like it’s flipping me off right now.” Peter pointed across the lake. “Is that just me?”

James laughed loudly and looked at the tree in question, which sat inoffensively still and very much was not flipping Peter off.

“You should go give it a piece of your mind mate. I wouldn’t let that slide.”

“I dunno, it looks pretty intimidating to me.” Remus grinned.

Sirius used his wand to relight his own joint and added. “Yeah Wormy be careful, you’re clearly on thin ice already.”

“What did I do to it?” Peter whined, throwing his head back in exasperation.

“Um, dude you’re literally smoking a fellow plant right now. That hash was probably it’s best friend.”

“WELL YOU’RE ALL SMOKING IT TOO!” Peter shouted defensively.

The other three laughed uproariously at their friend. Thank Merlin Peter was a stoner once again because James dearly missed fucking with him when he was high. After a few moments Peter cracked a grin and started to laugh as well, and even though James was utterly content he still couldn’t help the thought from creeping in that moments like these were in short supply now, a year from now they’d have to find a new smoke spot. Or maybe they’d all be separated doing different things with their lives.

James pushed the thought away, grateful that at least that was a year away. He could worry about that later. He took another drag and looked at his friends with a smile.

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maraudersmary · 2 months

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dorcas meadowes headcanons <3

it’s about time i did the object of my affections

FIRSTLY i am so undecided on what house they’d be in (i don’t read much hogwarts stuff i prefer aus so it’s not something i really think about tbh) but i like both slytherin and gryffindor dorcas

really close with pandora (ravenclaw together?) it’s a friendship they never excepted and even fought it off at first but pandora was relentless and dorcas is forever grateful for that (think grumpy sunshine friendship)

THE most powerful witch of their age like voldy had to personally kill them?? what more do i have to say

they never died and lives happily with marlene and a kitten

due to this they have an academic rivalry with lily but they actually both love it and it motivates them to try their hardest even when it seems like a struggle. they soon bond over other things like muggle books and music, forming a real friendship

they became enamoured with marlene on the quidditch pitch, and through spending more time with her fell in love with the fire that burned so brightly in her.

became an auror, eventually progressing to being the chief of auror’s (or whatever the title for that is)

in a muggle universe they would have a powerful role in something creative; think top music producer, ceo of a gallery, tattoo artist with their own shop.

hates being called dorky or dorks unless it’s marlene or james for some reason

came out as non-binary at 19

likes to smoke weed but not with other people, a solitary smoker who uses it to reach their most creative self

the exception of this is of course pandora

didn’t want to join the war, but knew their power would be needed, and they couldn’t imagine a world where they let marlene fight and possibly die without doing everything in their power to prevent that

has a slightly strained relationship with mary, they are good friends and hang out all the time as a group, but mary and marlene’s past always sits in the back of dorcas’ mind

ignoring time periods… favourite music is velvet underground and nico, unknown mortal orchestra, LCD soundsystem, and big thief.

loves yorgos lanthimos

sees themself in many fictional characters, including but not limited to; spencer reid, spencer hastings, cristina yang, and emily prentiss.

can be emotionally avoidant, but works hard to be able to be present and honest for marlene.

both nostrils pierced and a vertical labret, likes to wear their hair in braids and matches rings in it with their other piercings (they are a gold person always). wears a LOT of bracelets and necklaces

struggles with their ambition, they see it as a positive force, but also like a burden as they often feel unhappy with their professional life when they’re not rising up the ranks fast enough.

despite this, they feel completely content and at peace with marlene and their little family (the friend group)

has a funny little friendship with remus. they don’t hang out very often just the two of them, but somehow seem to gravitate towards each other in group settings and dorcas innately trusts remus with a lot. their respective friendships with lily help this bond grow

so yeah, she is my girl fr <3

#dorcas meadowes #ily dorcas meadowes #dorlene #dorlene ily with my whole heart #marlene mckinnon #lily evans #james potter #remus lupin #pandora lovegood #pandora rosier #mary macdonald #creative dorcas for life #but she’s fucking powerful #stoner dorcas meadowes #pandora and dorcas friendship is so important to me

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ddejavvu · 1 year

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hiii can i request a dealer!remus x reader where someone hit her and she’s at a party and when he arrives it’s the whole who did this to u and she’s just really drunk and hugs him cause she’s scared? love u

"It was an accident," Your voice is shaky as you try placating Remus, but the man's face is dark beyond recognition.

"Really, Y/N?" He gushes, voice rough and caustic, "It was an accident? Someone gave you a black eye on accident?"

"Don't yell at me," You try to sound authoritative, but you're begging, "Remus, they were just talking, and I got too close to them, and- and they were drunk! So they were uncoordinated, and their hand just-"

"I'm sorry," Remus grumbles, hands landing softly on your shoulders and bringing them down from around your ears, "It's not your fault. I shouldn't have raised my voice. I just want to know who did this to you."

"Someone who didn't mean to," You sniffle, "Please, Remus, don't do anything. I just want to go home, now."

You can tell it takes him a tremendous amount of restraint to give in. He cares about you and your wishes, you know that, but the urge to avenge your bruise tries winning out.

"Please," You nearly sob, burying your aching face in Remus's chest and wrapping your arms around his middle, "Please, Remus, just take me home."

"Okay," He relents, arms smoothing down your back and hoisting you up with hands anchored below your thighs.

"O-kay," He hums, feeling your face, heated and teary press into his neck, "It's okay, dove. I'll take you home, it's okay."

"Promise you won't try to find the guy?" You warble into his skin, and Remus's blood briefly boils at the knowledge that it was, in fact, a man that had hit you.

"Promise," He grits his teeth and chokes the word out, staying focused on navigating the poorly lit house party instead of scanning the crowd for your accidental-assailant, "I'll stay with you the whole night, dove, I swear it."

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remusslove · 1 year

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Hihi Hru x ? I had an idea reader with yes more stoner rem and lily and it’s ther first time you meet them at a party <3 take it how you want like how it would end but yeah :))

There you were. In your cute little outfit that Remus for some reason just couldn’t stop looking at. “She’s a cute one isn’t she?” Lily chimed in making him nod as she took another sip of alcohol.

He set down the cigarette he was currently smoking on the ashtray before making his way to you. “Oh sorry!” You exclaimed after bumping into him.

“It’s alright love, may I ask your name?” He said hoping you would at least make small talk with him. “Y/n, what’s yours?” You smiled at the tall boy grinning at you.

“Remus. Remus lupin.” He replied making you blush ridiculously. “And im evans. Lily evans.” Lily commented holding her hand out with a grin placing her other hand on his shoulder. You giggled shaking her hand as well.

#stoner!remus lupin #stoner remus lupin #stoner!remus #stoner remus #stoner lily #stoner lily evans #stoner!lily #stoner!lily evans

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waltzedintherain · 1 year

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thats my fucking best friend

#remus and regulus :-)#(platonic)#or not? *shrug*#interpret how you want :)#stoner boys #besties <3 #remus lupin #regulus black #marauders era #marauders fanart #marauders #harry potter fanart #harry potter art #my art tag

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enbysiriusblack · 2 years

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if the marauders aren't nerdy, immature, annoying dorks, then i don't want them

#only mary and james are popular #mary (because she isn't as nerdy and is very social and friendly and easy to talk to)#james (because although he's an annoying dork. he is also quidditch captain (a jock) and rich and friendly)#whereas theres remus (absolutely brutally honest and tells ppl to go away when they try to talk to him) lupin #sirius (will purposely annoy the fuck out of everyone. and ppl are generally already scared of them as they're part of the black family)#peter (infodumps about random stuff and doesn't give a shit about social norms) pettigrew #marlene (everyone knows she's a lesbian and also is an absolute angry menance that will insult ppl as she hates everyone) mckinnon #lily (ex besties with the hated snape and is nice but very introverted so barely talks to anyone other than close friends) evans #also reg and dorcas and pandora are all people hating autistic stoners so ofc there not popular #this is discluding alice and frank cause they're like super super popular

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saym0-0 · 8 months

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i think a fear street harry potter au would be really funny

listen the dates even (almost) match up,,

like in 1994 harry + co would be uh.. (4th yr -> yr 10 -> 14-15yrs old) 14ish which is kinda young but shh we can move it back a couple years im sure

and in 1978 the marauders would be uh like (7th yr -> 17?) 17 which is more reasonable tbh

then idk part III could be like the founders or smth or maybe the baron/grey lady era

#id have to rewatch the movies to get a good grasp on character match ups #but lets be real this whole idea sprouted from how funny i thought it would be if #wolfstar #was the stoner couple from part ii #idk man that cracked me up #but at the same time it would b funny if the main girlies were #sirius and regulus #yk #make remus bag man or smth that would be funny #idk #im just sayin shit #queue #probably

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givingharrypotterasister · 2 months

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i told my friend (who knows nothing about harry potter) about the drama that goes down in prisoner of azkaban and their immediate reaction was "i need pot"

#so does remus #harry potter #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #marauders fandom #harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban #stoners and fanfic writers unite

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vqlluna · 4 months

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DRUNKEN TRUTHS ━━━ REMUS LUPIN

sober confessions p2

summary: both you and Remus hate each other, painfully eating away each other each time you're forced to see one another due to your shared friends. Now at a party, Remus can't keep his eyes from you. The truth comes out when you're drunk, right?

notes: f!rich!reader x poor!remus lupin, goody-two-shoes!reader x stoner!remus angst, jealousy, underage drinking, frenemies to lovers Remus is sassy

a/n: I'm forever obsessed with the rich jealous partying trope for no reason at all. Gossip Girl is influencing me too much.

YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHY YOU WERE AT THIS PARTY IN THE FIRST PLACE, you didn't need to come, this wasn't exactly your crowd. You were only friends with Lily, which soon turned into a tangled mess of being friends with her boyfriend and his friends. Because you'd never be at a party with low lives wasting their days away getting drunk and smoking weed.

That's the exact reason why'd you'd associated yourself with Lily Evans in the first place, up keeping her clean slate would keep yours clean as well. So when Lily refused to attend this party, despite the pleads from her friends and her boyfriends, why had you accepted the offer in her place?

You very well justified that you needed to socialize more, besides, being so uptight wouldn't get you any farther than it'd had now, it was time for a change. You weren't stupid of course, you made sure to bring someone along of who could get you home safely, someone of your status who had good morals and ideals, which all too entirely failed.

As James drove the three of you, you noticed his insistent pestering of your plus one. Now you sat pressed against this supposedly morally good guy, drunk, dizzy, and tired, so much so that you couldn't even feel the nips he'd been giving to your neck. You rambled on to James and Mary, who sat on the armchairs across you.

Both, relatively sober, found intense amusement in seeing you drunk with a guy all over you, which was amazingly out of character for yourself. Every now and then you'd look around the room in search of something frantically determined, the two teasing you on how your eyes were popping out of your head.

You looked across the room at Sirius and Peter miserably failing at beer pong, then to Dorcas and Marlene as they swayed to whatever tracks were booming throughout the room so loud you had a slight headache.

Taking in account everyone you knew was to be there, was when you realized why you were so confused. "Where's Lupin?" you mumbled, "Haven't seen him yet."

James, the closest to you than anyone else here, looked at you in surprise, "You want to know—Moony, huh?" he poked the inside of his cheek.

"I saw Remus earlier, dunno where he'd be," Mary answered, the both of you ignoring James' delight.

You hummed as the boy beside you pressed his lips to your cheek, "Don't need to worry about other guys now, baby," the boy whispered, and even though you cringed at the name you were too tipsy to care.

A burst of giggles and snickers erupted from behind you, James raised his eyebrows in even further interest than from what he expressed before after your comment, "There's the man of the hour!"

You whipped your head around, rolling your eyes at the lanky man who entered the scene, a girl attached to his hip, bottle in hand, and a cigarette in the other. He wriggled free from the girl's arms, still telling her to follow, as he did a smug dance of a spin, "Missed me too much, Prongs?"

James snorted and titled his head towards you, "No, but someone else did," he said, nuzzling his face teasingly at your scowl. Remus slowed his steps towards you all, and you could've sworn you saw a small disgruntled frown appear on his face for a moment as noticed you and your company.

He quickly smirked, "Now who let the selfish snobs in?" he yelled, no one else paying him no mind as he plotted himself, and the girl he was with on the other edge of the couch.

You scrunched your nose, his presence snapping you out of some of the daze you were in, "Does anyone smell that? There's just this intoxicating smell of lung cancer and ignorance, absolutely vomit-inducing if you ask me," you snapped.

"Poor thing, wouldn't want you puking all over your date, princess," he remarked, putting his arms around the shoulder of the gorgeous girl who giggled at his comment beside him.

You stomach twinged at the name, that all too easily rolled of his tongue, and his tongue only. And everytime, since the first time he'd said, started a roraing fire in your stomach.

━ "Lily, have you seen my mother's Chanel bag?" you whined barging into the room. You were hurriedly getting ready for a fancy dinner you were supposed to attend.

The red-haired girl shook her head sympathetically. You seethed at her answer, ignoring the weird stares from the others in the room, "My mother is going to murder me!" you yelped, "I need that bag!"

An annoying snicker echoed from across the room, "Is the poor princess finally going to get in trouble?" he crooned, "Told you that you needed to sharpen that memory," he tutted.

"Fuck you, Lupin." ━

You grunted, not able to find anything to bite back with. Remus smirked at your silence, directing his attention to your company, "So who's the wealthy, tasteless boggart you've dragged along?"

The boy beside you glared towards Remus, "Evan Rosier," he introduced, gritting through his teeth, "And we both have much finer tastes in both people and luxuries than you ever will."

"Maybe you do, in women at least," Remus started, and your cheeks grew slightly rosy at his insinuation, "But Princess here sure does have a knack for choosing the worst men to be with."

You scoffed, "And you're to be the best option? Someone so childishly obsessed with chocolate?"

He shrugged with a grin, "Well, yeah," he answered, taking the last swig of his beer before standing up and stretching his limbs. "You lot have fun, I'm off for another drink," he declared, stumbling his way to the kitchen as the girl hopelessly followed him.

You huffed, aimlessly sitting and now listening to Mary's rant, and you couldn't help but feel extremely suffocated. Your head continued to hurt and your mind swam. You took a sharp breath and jumped up from your seat, "Gonna get some air," you mumbled without another word.

You clutched your head as you pushed through the bodies of people. Slipping out into the backyard, you breathed while staring at your shoes as they danced around in your vision.

"Y'following me now are ya?" a voiced echoed out to your right.

Picking your head up, your eyes followed to source. You chuckled to yourself seeing Remus pressed against the wall, puffing smoke of a new cigarette into the air. "You wish," you said.

Taking in his disheveled hair, stained jumper, and sunken eyes, something in you paused. Your brows furrowed as your expression was somehow a mix of confusion and disgust. Remus tilted his head and cocked his eyebrow, rolling himself off the wall.

Suddenly your legs stomped toward him. "You're annoying, arrogant, and can't dress for the life of you," you spat.

Remus looked at you like he'd just watched a jester perform for him. "M'sorry, what was that?" he mirth, leaning down as he tilted his head towards you as to hear better.

You frowned and repeated yourself, "You're incredibly annoying, stupidly arrogant, terribly dressed, and I don't like you," you announced once again.

He removed his head only slightly away from you, still close enough as you felt his breath fan over your face from his wolfish smile. He brought the cigarette from his two fingers up to his lips as he inhaled and puffed out the smoke into your face.

Your face scrunched again in disgust as he stared at you intently, you awaiting his retaliation. "I find you incredibly gorgeous, stupidly charming, and terribly cute, and I surprisingly find a great liking to you."

Blush scattered across your face at his confession, a gulp climbing down your throat whilst you trailed off, "You...?" You were speechless, not expecting his words, the grass and scenery behind him blurring and swirling in the back.

Your eyes darted around the place, avoiding his own eyes before your chin was pinched between his thumb and index, forcing your eyes to bounce right to him, his cigarette still clenched in the same hand in the last of his fingers.

Not only had you not expected his confession, but you certainly didn't expect him to lean in, pressing his lips gently to yours. It quickly escalated as his hand moved to grip the back of your head, the other resting on your hip.

Your elbows brought up to at his shoulders, fingers tangled in his hair whilst you screamed to yourself to pull him away, you're body ultimately betraying you as they only pushed his lips farther into yours. That's when you found out that you were indeed, kissing him back.

Remus pulled away chuckling, letting your arms continue to sit on his shoulders. You breathed hard, staring at him with confusion with the newfound dizziness swimming around in your head. Your mouth was agape, ready to say something, but nothing came out.

"Merlin, if I knew just a compliment and a kiss could get you to shut up, I would've done that ages ago," he joked. Your face fell at the remark, your forearms brought down to his chest as you finally tried to push him away.

"Why'd you kiss me, you prick?" you sternly questioned, ignoring how rapidly your heart was beating. His hand still keeps you in place at your hip.

"Because I like you," he stated as if it were obvious.

You shook your head, letting a small laugh escape from your nose, "You're drunk, and you're high," you insisted.

"Truth comes out when you're drunk, right?"

You stood silent, begging to tell him no and denying the fact that you itched to kiss him once more. Though your lies weren't said, your truth was done as your lips soon gravitated back to his like a magnet.

Now instead of you being pressed against against the couch you were now found pressed against the concrete wall of the house, and your innocent need for one more kiss turned into necking.

A smirk from Remus continued to press on into the kiss as you two parted for air a quick second as you got in a whisper of "I hate you."

Purposely, on the next gasp for air, Remus cheekily echoed your words from earlier before, "You wish."

His cigarette was discarded to to floor as both his hands were now occupied at your hips, and both your own gripping at the sides of his face. While your back scrapped along the wall your hips were lifted away as his arms clawed them closer to his own.

His back bent over to reach down to you. Your mind flooded with the discovered thoughts and questions on how you were making out with Remus Lupin at a party, and how badly you'd wanted him for the past year.

Still, the two of you couldn't escape the quips murmured now and then.

"I knew I told you to sharpen your memory—but maybe instead you should sharpen your whole mind—if it took you this long to find out."

"Fuck you, Remus."

"I think you're in the process of doing that, yeah."

"Idiot."

"Brat."

You thought you might've drowned in his lips, if it wasn't for the parade of a voice. "Time to get going y/n!" James shouted, stepping outside.

Quickly, you pushed Remus off of you before James could catch you in the act. You felt as though you'd committed a crime.

Remus chuckled as he stumbled back, wiping your lip gloss off his lips. "Lily wants me home..." he slowed, seeing the mess of both of your guys' hair and your excessive blushing.

"Right, let's go," you readied, combing your fingers through your hair trying to fix it.

James nodded, disturbed and amused again, he slipped back inside. You panted heavily from your nose, staring at how Remus' eyes dashed across your face before they finally rested on yours.

"Best get going, Princess. You're carriage is ready and your palace awaits," he joked. You clamped your lips shut with your teeth, your stern lustful glare softened as you pursed your lips.

"Bye, Remus," you said with your arms crossed, turning on your heel you walked away, still feeling his eyes on the back of your head with his smug smirk.

As you crossed back inside you jumped at the sight of James waiting in anticipation by the glass door. "Bloody hell, James! Y'Scared the shit out of me!"

James snickered at you, "You and Moony?" he asked surprised and teasingly, though behind your backs him and Lily had counted the days when it'd finally happen.

You scowled and shook your head rigorously, "Absolutely not!" you opposed.

"Sure. And by the way, you reek of beer, smoke, and chocolate," he added cheekily, sparking the heat in your cheeks again.

"Piss off, Potter."

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