#remus loves sirius

[my-castles-crumbling]

Sirius, introducing Regulus to his friends after they reconcile: …and this is my friend Remus!

Regulus, rolling his eyes: Sirius, I’ve seen you two in the hall. I told you I’m gay. You don’t have to lie to me.

Sirius, confused: What?

Remus, nervous: What?

Regulus, turning to James: Are they seriously that oblivious?

James, distracted by Regulus’s eyes: What?

[lafigliadimoony]

@talitasami

[the-leo-lion]

Sirius: Why do you have to be so tall?

Remus: *smirks* Would you perfer me on my knees? *winks and leaves the dorm to go study in the library*

Sirius: Wh- i- you- *red cheeks and screams inside as he watches his boyfriend leave*

[moonstainn]

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[h0esbetrippin]

Remus:

Sirius: “I am not☝🏻 fuckin drunk☝🏻”

Remus:

Remus: “can you tell the time?”

Sirius: “..Yes.”

Sirius, at the clock: “I am not 👉🏻🕘 fuckin drunk👉🏻🕘”

(Please tell me someone else remembers this video)

[girlbooklover555]

"Will I get my chocolate medal?"

Remus John Lupin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: cute, cheesy? short. The reader has a dimple on her cheek. The reader is menstruating, but without many details about it. I used Google Translate in this post.

"You should be honored, you know," Remus sat on the side of the double bed as he opened the package.

“I feel so honored,” you sighed as you tried to snuggle more comfortably into the bed. Remus rolled his eyes, letting a musical laugh escape his lips.

You love that laugh...

"What do people do when they feel honored, dove?" Remus teased, bringing his hand to yours, stroking your fingers gently.

"Do you win a medal?" You scoffed, jokingly. "Will I get my chocolate medal?"

"Better," Remus exclaimed, laughing again.

"My favorite chocolate, which is super hard to find..." Remus' rambling was interrupted when his other free hand, which he was not holding, grabbed the chocolate bar.

“I love you,” you sighed, talking to the chocolate after tasting it.

Remus gave her a fake incredulous look.

“I love you too,” you quickly added, letting go of his hand to hold the hot water bottle against your body as you leaned in to kiss his lips.

Remus smirked briefly before taking the chocolate bar from your hands and biting off a small piece.

"I love you too," he said, mimicking her voice mockingly at the chocolate bar.

You narrowed your eyes at him. “How hilarious, Lupin,” you scoffed, rolling your eyes playfully.

You ended up laughing lightly before being interrupted by Remus' lips kissing the dimple in your cheek.

"Beautiful," he sighed, smiling before biting his own lip, holding back his goofy smile.

☆ Should I keep this style in future posts?

Masterlist Marauders

[we-were-born-to-be-free]

prompt: florist au; @wolfstarmicrofic 281 words. A/N: Please be nice, I know this is absolute shit, it's my first wolfstar fic.

The bell on the door rings and the Black boy walks in. The same boy that has been driving Remus insane with his long wavy hair, and his black leather jacket. Sirius comes in every week, buying different flowers every time.

“Remus, hello there,” Sirius begins, his stormy grey eyes bearing into Remus’s.

Remus’s cheeks heat up, as he asks, “Which flower are you after today?”

“Well what’s your favourite flower?”

Remus’s face flushed even more. Why was he asking about his favourite flower? “Why are you asking?”

“Just answer the question, or I’ll be forced to assume that every flower is your favourite, meaning I’ll buy every flower in this shop,” Sirius responds flirtatiously. What was Sirius doing to poor Remus? Remus was about to pass out on the floor and never get up again.

“Tulips… those are my favourite,” he whispers.

Sirius breaks into the widest smile he’s ever seen and asks, “When does your shift end?”

“In an hour. Why?”

“Because I want to take you out, silly. Be ready at four, I’ll pick you up,” Sirius winks as he walks away, out of the store.

“W-wait! Your flowers,” Remus stutters slightly. Did he just get asked out by the hottest person known to man?

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll figure something out.”

And with that, Sirius leaves a very dumbfounded Remus standing there, wondering what the hell just happened.

Later that day, Lily helped Remus look all pretty by doing a little styling from his wardrobe. Sirius picks Remus up with a massive bouquet of tulips of all different colours. Let’s just say Remus was smiling like an absolute idiot for the rest of the day.

[monserelates]

Remus Lupin is the type of guy to say ‘name 5 songs’ everytime you wear a band t shirt

[digital-kam]

where can i read crimson rivers? i searched on ao3 but nothing comes up in english pls help

[yrmumishot]

Excuse me, my partner and I saw you across the room and we hate your vibe 😇

[my-castles-crumbling]

modern au - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 348

(I'm taking modern to also mean nonmagic so...come for me).

"Fuck," Sirius whispered, peeking around the corner to the bar to see the man he'd been planning to meet off Hinge.

He was there alright. Wearing the purple shirt he'd promised. Only he looked nothing like his picture.

Well, that wasn't true. It was just...Gilderoy had clearly used an even more expensive version of Photoshop because he looked about ten years older in real life.

Not that looks were Sirius's main requirement. But the lying? No, thanks.

So he turned, trying to leave the restaurant quickly before his date could see. He was so intent on making a quick escape that he didn't even notice the man walking in the other direction until he'd walked into him, catching himself on the man's elbows.

He swore again. "Sorry, mate! Sorry, I-" But he cut off as he looked up into beautiful chocolate-brown eyes only slightly covered by light brown fringe. The face in front of him broke into an apologetic smile.

"Sorry," the man said softly, straightening Sirius up.

"No! No," Sirius stumbled over his words, eyes wide. Okay, maybe looks were important a little. At least enough to know that he wanted to talk to this man. "I-"

But at that moment a loud, booming voice cut across the room.

"Sirius, right? You're here for me, obviously!" Gilderoy had seen him. The self-involved look of joy on his face, like he was glad to grace Sirius with his presence, made Sirius's decision easy.

"Erm, no," he said, staring back into the other man's eyes. "I'm not."

"But you're Sirius aren't you? We've been talking on Hinge, and-"

"No!" he shook his head, still not tearing his eyes away. "I'm-"

"He's here with me," he other many interrupted, finally breaking eye contact to turn toward Gilderoy. "So stop hitting on my boyfriend, yeah?"

Gilderoy instantly deflated, murmuring an apology and skittering back into the bar room. But as he left, the other man turned to Sirius. "So I take it you're single? Maybe...want to go for a drink?"

Sirius had never agreed so fast in his life.

[the-great-1989-cheese-disaster]

James: I spy with my little eye something that begins with the letter “s”.

Peter: *looks over at Sirius and Remus*

Peter: Is it “sexual tension”?

[the-leo-lion]

PROMPT:

remus flirting back for the first time with sirius

Here's a silly one and I'll make a actual thought out well written one when my laptop charges! Hope you like it as much as I had fun writing it 🔪🦁🗡

Setting- Shrieking shack just after Sirius escapes Azkaban

Snape: *spiteful* Black we will get you back to the castle so the dementors can give you your kiss

Remus: *looks between them* I don't think we will I'll be the only one kissing him thank you very much and Snivilus your just mad because someone actually wants to kiss Sirius and your 39 and never had any action *he walks forward as he's talking and trips over a loose wooden floor plank and falls into Sirius lap*  oh well hello there *winks with both eyes*

Sirius: it's taken you 21 years to flirt with me and that's the best you can do *smirks but is blushing like mad* well it's pretty damn wonderful if I do say so myself.

Meanwhile~ harry knocks snape out in the background

Wolfstar- kissing like their life depends on it.

THE END

[outromoony]

I just finished reading Just lovers (like we were supposed to be) for the first time, and this scene of Remus comforting Sirius was just my favorite. Sirius, who always felt too scared of being just like his family, of not being purehearted, which was always way more important to him than being pureblooded. Remus is so good with words. This is exactly what he needed to hear, because it's true.

"Sirius," Remus says gently, "we've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on; that's who we really are. I've never known someone who tries as hard to act on the light as you. That's who you are."

[m0st-ard3ntly]

I love you, it’s ruining my life.

That was a thought Remus battled with right after his best friends were murdered.

As much as he had tried his hardest he could not eradicate those feelings holding his heart in a death grip. That grip had once felt like a gentle embrace, but now it was cold and it squeezed, squeezed until Remus was sure it made it hard to breathe.

Sometimes he wished there was some sort of potion to make him move on. Yet, even if there was, the effects would probably be temporary. This wasn’t a love one could drink away. The answer wasn’t at the bottom of a bottle. He had tried that for the first week right after. Not much he could do but wallow in it. Get lost and float away in it. 

It hadn’t worked. It was temporary. It all came back to haunt him.

Even today, a year later, he still had to trick his mind. 

I don’t love you, he lied to himself.

I don’t and it’s not ruining my life.

It was worse when faced with the small things. 

Tattooed fingers holding a cigarette outside the pub he had gone to last week.

A messy bun of dark hair.

Leather jackets.

The roar of a motorcycle.

And in his dreams, touch haunted him. He felt it as if it was real. It felt real. His chest forgot, and made him feel all these long lost feelings. He didn’t know what was worse, nightmares or dreams that made him forget… Nightmares didn’t make hope and love swell his chest. And waking up from those didn't feel like a relief either. It was heartbreaking every time.

Perhaps they were all nightmares. They all made him feel beaten up, like he had lost a fight when he opened his eyes in the cold light of morning.

Just this morning, he woke up feeling warm and held. Then the cold bucket of reality poured over him and he felt chilled to the bone with the dream and the comfort he had felt during it.

I love you, it’s ruining my life.

He could deny it. He could lie to himself. He could scream it over a cliffside and let the ocean carry his voice. None of that mattered. Not when he felt comforted by the scent of a particular brand of cigarettes first, and terrified second.

Tomorrow would be a full moon.

Remus had lost track of how many he had spent alone. 

The thought that he would never have to spend one alone he had allowed himself to believe in in fifth year was now a childish notion. That fake sense of security had died with his friends, with the betrayal.

All of this should make him hate with a burning passion. But wasn’t that just it? The burning passion of it all… 

How can one hate when love is just around the corner? 

How to begin to untangle those feelings that burned and overwhelmed him on sleepless nights?

I love you, it’s ruining my life.

It’s his biggest shame.

And every time, Remus wonders if it will ever leave him alone. If it will ever release him.

He can only hope for absolution.

[gaybeanman]

The full moon complements the brightest stars