#the marauders fic

[madwcman]

hii !! can i request remus lupin x fem!reader with the grumpy x sunshine trope? except the reader is grumpy and remus is sunshine 🎀🎀

a/n: i love this trope!! thanks for requesting!

pairing: sunshine! remus x grumpy! reader

you’re standing in a corner a few inches away from people. you’re currently at a party that your boyfriend begged you to come to. your boyfriend was very social, not as social as his best friends but people knew him. remus was kind ; people like him. you were different. you’re not social as remus, you have a small group of friends and you like it that way. where your boyfriend always has a smile on his face you mostly have a frown, except when you’re with remus.

“you came!” you hear your said boyfriend, remus cheer as he wraps his arms around your frame. you feel a small smile sneak onto your face as you wrap your arms around remus, hiding your face into his chest.

“i said i would.” you yell, over the loud music playing, remus moves closer to your face kissing your cheek. “i know, but i know you hate these things.” remus states, moving back from your cheek, pushing your hair out of your face, with a cheeky smile of course.

“i wanted to see you.” you shrug, grabbing remus hand. he continues to smile. you can’t help but smile back at him. “we’ll stay for an hour, then we can leave.” he promises, as he tugs on your hand to indicate to start walking along with him.

“look who showed up!” you hear sirius, his loud voice teasing you as he taps onto james shoulder, to grab his attention. “shut up, sirius,” you grumbled, you’re not sure if he can hear you but his playful eye roll gives you the idea that he did. “leave her alone, sirius.” you hear remus besides you, as he moves to lightly and jokingly shove sirius aside. “you look lovely.” you hear james compliment kindly from where he stands between sirius and peter. “doesn’t she?” remus yells, spinning you around, as he looks at you with fondness. “rem, stop.” you try to muster a smile, but you're slightly embarrassed, and out of your element.

“oh, someone’s embarrassed?” remus stops spinning you and hugs you from behind, not letting go. “shut up, i hate you.” you crank your neck, to glare at remus. he just smiles and shakes his head. he knows you don’t hate him. you don’t think you ever could. “no you don’t.” he smiles with his teeth, it’s sharp and crooked. you really couldn’t hate remus even if you tried.

[crimsntwlip]

scars | remus lupin

pairing: remus lupin x reader

summary: based on this request!

a/n: so sorry i took awhile to post this req <33 remus art creds to: @/likeafunerall on ig!!

| posted: 4/2/24 | masterlist |

you and remus had been friends for quite some time now, bonding over your shared love for books and late night conversations. however, there was one thing you noticed about him - he never liked talking about his scars.

you, on the other hand, had a few scars yourself, but they were nothing compared to the ones that marred remus's skin. yours were mostly from childhood scrapes and silly accidents, each with its own funny story or memory attached to it. you would often laugh and joke about them, but whenever the topic of scars came up, remus would quickly change the subject.

one night, as the two of you sat in the gryffindor common room, you found yourself recounting the story behind a scar on your knee from falling out of a tree when you were younger. remus listened in awe as you animatedly described the events leading up to the fall and the hilarious aftermath.

“ i can't believe you were that brave as a child,” remus said, his eyes shining with admiration. “i would have been too scared to even climb a tree.”

you chuckled, feeling a warmth spread through your chest at his words. “well, you never know what you're capable of until you try, right?”

you noticed a shift in remus' demeanor. his eyes seemed to darken slightly, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “is everything alright, remus?” you asked, concerned.

he hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, his voice low and hesitant. “i... i don't really like talking about my scars.”

you nodded understandingly, not wanting to push him further. but to your surprise, remus spoke up again, his voice barely above a whisper. “but... hearing you talk about your scars and the memories behind them, it's... it's nice. It's like... they're not just scars, they're... stories.”

you smiled softly, feeling a warmth in your chest at his words. “yeah, they're like reminders of the adventures and mishaps we've had along the way.”

for a brief moment, there was a comfortable silence between the two of you, before remus spoke up once more, his voice stronger this time. “i... suppose I could share a story or two about my scars, if you're interested.”

you beamed at him, eager to hear the tales behind the mysterious marks that marred his skin. as the conversation shifted to remus, you couldn't help but notice the way his expression softened when he spoke about his scars. he reluctantly shared a few stories behind them, but you could tell it was difficult for him. you made sure to listen attentively, showing him the same patience and understanding he always showed you.

as remus finished telling his story, to which he now regretted telling, he nervously fidgeted with his hands.

noticing his demeanor, you smiled, reaching out to squeeze his hand in solidarity. “i think your scars are beautiful, remus,” you said softly, your eyes meeting his with warmth and understanding. “and i wouldn't change a single one of them because they're a part of what makes you who you are.”

remus met your gaze, his eyes shimmering with emotion as he processed your words. a soft smile played on his lips, and he squeezed your hand back gently. in that moment, you both shared a silent understanding, a newfound closeness that transcended words.

“thank you,” remus whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. “you always see the best in people, don't you?”

you shrugged modestly, a hint of blush coloring your cheeks. “i just know a good soul when I see one.”

the two of you sat in a comfortable silence, the crackling of the fire in the common room providing a soothing background noise as you two continued talking through the night.

[berrieluv]

hold me, love me, touch me, be the first who ever did. a short blurb about james potter being boyfriend material.

It goes without saying that James Potter is definitely the best boyfriend, person, friend there was.

He cared so deeply for you and made you feel so loved all the time, you really couldn't complain, not for once has he ever make you feel unrequited.

And for someone who spent most of its life thinking loving them was hard, James Potter was quite the gift. There was something about his way, maybe it was his personality or the professing love he felt for you that made him act that way, whatever it was, you don't think of changing it for a mere second.

For summer break, James invited you to his house – more like his mansion –, it would be fun. Remus and Sirius would catch you there a few weeks later so you had plenty of time to get to know his parents better, and the alone time you would spend together. You were looking forward to it.

Except for the nights. You knew your nights were odd, no one really had this routine for it, you got to lower it down, your mom and dad always making sure it was fine.

"James?" You murmured in the middle of the night. You tried to push your needs as much as you could but it was getting imposible. James was facing the opposite side of you, one of his legs was on top of your body but it allowed you to sit "Jamie..."

"Mmh?"

"Did you closed the door?"

"S'closed, baby. See?" He said, extending his arms to the bedroom door.

"The principal door"

"I didn't. M'sure someone else did, s'fine"

James had a really thick accent, and he spoke too fast very often. In a daily and normal basis it was hard to keep the track of what he was saying, now sleeping it was even harder"

"What if no one did?" You asked, looking at his curls falling on his forehead, his pretty face illuminated by the peaks of moonlight entering through the window "Can we check?"

"I'm sure someone did, baby. There's many people living here"

"What if someones breaks in?"

"That won't happen baby"

You played with your fingers for a few seconds, you trusted James. He lived in a nice neighborhood. Entering was hard and the people around seemed nice enough to not go through their neighbors.

But still. You. Needed. To. Check.

"Can we go check?"

"Can you go back to sleep?"

He answered back with a smile, trying to push you to the mattress but your eyes were fixated to the door, thinking. You won't be able to sleep if you don't go and check that. You know it.

"Jamie..." He responded with a sleepy 'Mmh' before you said something else "Please, can we go check?"

"Alright" He said, taking the blankets off and revealing his naked torso. You knew he liked to sleep like that, in fact, those pajama pants were too many clothes for his liking – and yours too –, but you were at his parents' house, you should show respect "Hand"

You take James' hand and let him help you out of the bed, he waits for you to put on your slippers and starts walking to the stairs.

The big brown, beautiful principal door is standing right in front of you, closed. James stands at the edge of the stairs and waits for you to see it, not counting on you wanting to go and really check if its closed.

Still, he walks down with you, still holding hands and yawning.

"See?" He says when your hand meets the locker and check that it's locked. "Back to sleep now, baby"

But you were already downstairs. And the oven was just too close to go back to the room. "What about the oven?"

"The oven is in the kitchen"

You frown; "Is it off?"

"Of course it is"

You say nothing, but the eager look in your eyes directing to the kitchen makes James sigh and start walking with you.

Even if you could see the oven off you still kneeled a bit in front of it, just watching it. James couldn't be more confused, but what could he say? If checking the oven and the door would make his girl happy, count him in.

"Is off"

He smiles "See, baby? No harm as long as you're with your man"

And you smile back. Because what kind of guy would drag himself off bed and walk downstairs at 2:30 in the morning to just check if the door was closed.

When you exit the kitchen, the principal door is looking at you again, and suddenly you can't remember if you did a good inspection in there. Your body and James' is already four stairs up, but you had to check it.

You let go of James hand for the first time since you got out of bed and run to the door, check the look again and smile to yourself now that is locked.

"S'alright. We checked good the first time"

"Thank you"

You murmur and he just smiles and kisses your forehead.

After that day, James Potter goes through the whole house, holding hands with you, checking if everything is in order to go to sleep. Of course there's time you need to double check in the middle of the night, often he would try to help you to control it, but sometimes you really need to double check.

[gtgbabie0]

-James Potter x reader

{Strawberry picking with James}

A little blurb, just went with the flow. Enjoy lovelies💕

CW// James gives reader a piggyback at the end.

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The late Spring air feels pleasantly warm against your skin, the afternoon sun peaking through the white fluffy clouds casting orange rays over the grassy strawberry fields. It’s a beautiful day, it has been since you first woke up and when James suggested going strawberry picking you immediately jumped at the opportunity.

James slips his hand in yours, his fingers entwining with your own as you both walk down the grassy path. A gentle breeze brushes past you, causing the bushes around you to rustle slightly, and he’s quick to notice the way your skin prickles with goosebumps.

“Here baby, take this.” He says, taking off his checkered flannel before handing it over to you with a warm smile, his honeyed eyes gleaming under the sunlight. He takes the small basket of red strawberries from your hands as you put it on over your dress.

“Sorry, I should’ve brought a jacket.” You tell him, fixing your hair. He watches you as if he is in some sort of trance, completely and utterly enamoured by you and your beauty.

The feeling of your fingers grazing against the back of his hand, taking the basket from him, snaps him out of it and he shakes his head with a soft smirk. “Don't apologise silly, it’s what I’m here for.” He smirks softly.

James gently twits one of the many berries off of its stem, studying it intently before slipping it into the small basket. He glances over to you as you do the same, reaching over to brush your hair away from your eyes, tucking it behind your ear.

“I’m thinking maybe a shortcake?… or a jam?” You whisper softly, plucking another berry with the utmost care.

“Hm… maybe we can do both?” He takes another strawberry but this time he brings it up to his mouth, taking a bite. The juice stains his lips and instead of wiping his mouth like a sensible person, he leans forward, his hand resting against the nape of your neck pulling you into a wet kiss.

The sweet taste of the strawberry invades your tastebuds leaving your lips feeling a little sticky. He pulls back with a sly smirk before pressing another kiss to your cheek and then another and another.

“Ugh… James, it’s so sticky.” You whine, trying and failing to push him away as he wraps an arm around your shoulder.

“I brought wet wipes, just let me love you some more.” He chuckles, pressing another strawberry-tasting kiss to your lips. “Gotta make sure they taste alright before bringing them home, baby” he mumbles in between kisses.

You’re thankful that it's relatively quiet here, hidden behind the strawberry bushes as he kisses you under the warm afternoon sun. “Alright you’ve had your fun… come on.” You giggle against his lips, your fingers brushing through his brown curly hair.

He gives you one last peck before handing you the wet wipes from your bag that he's holding, grinning at the soft pout you’re giving him whilst you clean your face as he does the same.

You shoo his hand away before he can steal another strawberry from your basket, shaking your head at him with a playful glimmer in your eyes. “No more, we need to weigh them first.” You tell him and he lets out a huff of air, being completely overdramatic.

“Well then, come on.” He whines playfully, bending his knees slightly as he offers you a piggyback. You shake your head softly with a shy smile.

“Hm, I’m not sure.” Your voice is just above a whisper as you glance down at the floor. James looks over his shoulder, nodding his head to beckon you closer to him.

“I am, come on, let me give you a lift angel.” You know how persistent he can be and the look he’s giving you, with his big brown doe eyes, certainly doesn’t help.

So, begrudgingly, you walk over to him with a mumbled “Fine”. His hands hold you up by the backs of your thighs as they tighten around his waist, your arms circling around his shoulders.

“Hold on tight.” He warns you with a tone that you certainly do not like.

“James Potter. Do not run with me on your back.” You tell him trying to sound as stern as possible, your face is already pressed into his neck as you prepare for the worst. Instead, he walks, calmly. A sigh of relief passes your lips.

The sounds of nature seem quieter than they once were this morning, the sun now setting over the horizon creating a pinky-orangey colour that blooms throughout the sky.

You'll fall asleep in the car journey home with James’ fingers clasped with your own. Soft music playing through the car radio and a basket of strawberries, that you’ll spend all day tomorrow turning into a delicious shortcake.

[stareggie]

modern au where it’s the 80s and jegulus has just broken up via the telephone. ur welcome.

[broccolina1717]

Alternatively, Sirius Black never liked his last name until it was your last name too… Because Mrs. Sirius Black sounds pretty darn awesome!

Sirius Black knew it when he heard you call him by his last name one day, he will call you by his (your) last name.

"Mrs. Black... hmm, doesn't that sound amazing?" He tells you with this smug grin!! And right after your wedding ceremony, too.

"Hey, Black, pass me the salt" "you're welcome, Black." "Good morning, Black"

Will probably have your contact saved as "Mrs. Black" or something along the lines, as long as it has both of your last name in it!!!

Black this, Black that. "I think 'Black' suits you way better, my love." With his soft, soft eyes, only for you, only for you he has soft eyes, only for you he likes 'Black', only for you he likes himself, only for you him.

[dickmastersfruit]

Can I Kiss You?

Pairing: Sirius x Shy!Remus

Summary: Remus blurts out words he thought he'd regret but it turns out to be the best thing that could have happened to him.

Warnings: wolfstar being cuties, some language, and remu being a nervous wreck

Wordcount: 686

Everyone was surprised when Saturday morning they woke up to a snow storm. Remus surprisingly loved the snow but not necessarily being in it so he stayed inside watching the flurry's. He sat in the window with his book as he cuddled up in a blanket.

Eventually he was dragged out into the snow. He hadn't planned on enjoying the snow as much as he did. However when Sirius was smiling and laughing he always found himself enjoying even the mundane things.

Later that night though the two boys were in the Gryffindor common room sitting on a couch as the fire raged in front of them. They sat closer than what Remus thought was normal for two friends but he didn't mind.

"Look at this Remu" Sirius exclaimed as he showed Remus the muggle magazine that he had been flipping through.

Remus laughed shaking his head. Sirius had been showing him everything in the magazine for the last five minutes. Remus obviously knew what everything was but he never got over how excited Sirius would get to show him small things like clothes.

"Holy shit this looks like something you would wear" Sirius said before shoving the magazine into Remus's face again.

Remus grabbed the magazine so he could actually see what he was being shown. Sirius was right it looked like an outfit he wore last week. The man was wearing a black knitted sweater and jeans with converse.

"Can I kiss you?" Remus blurted out as his eyes widened. "Wow that does look like something I'd wear" He laughs. "What?" he asks innocently as Sirius stares at him with his eyes widened.

"Can I kiss you?" Sirius asks.

Remus's shoulders slumped as he stared down at his lap. He screwed up so badly and he felt stupid. Now Sirius was making fun of him which was what he had expected, he didn't want to be right though. His breathing picked up as he couldn't bring himself to look back up at Sirius.

"Remus, I'm asking if I can kiss you" he murmurs getting closer to Remus who was still looking down anxiously.

"Wait what" Remus says finally making eye contact with the long haired boy.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks for the second time.

Remus barely uttered a yes before Sirius's lips were on his. Remus hadn't ever kissed someone so he wasn't sure how to react at first. Remus finally kissed Sirius back as he placed his hands around his neck.

Remus felt like he had been lit on fire. Every part of his body was tingling. For once he didn't mind the feeling because it came from a feeling he wanted to experience. An experience he only wanted with Sirius.

As they got more comfortable Sirius moved his hands to Remus's waist. His hands leaving a fire burning on his skin at every step. Remus was hoping that Sirius was feeling the same things he was.

They completely forgot about there surroundings as they only focused on each other. Only focusing on the taste and the feeling of kissing each other. They only pulled away every once in a while for a breath but quickly went back to kissing.

"Holy shit I knew it" A voice yells.

The two boys quickly pushed away from each other causing Remus to almost fall off the couch. Sirius put his arm out to steady Remus. They both wiped at there lips as they stared at James who was standing at the top of the steps.

James ran down the stairs and was now standing in front of the couch where they were sitting. "I always knew you guys liked each other" James exclaimed.

"Wait really" Remus asked confused.

"Yeah.. you guys are always so 'oh my gosh i love your hair Sirius'" James said mocking Remus. Sirius laughed causing James to look at him sternly. "You cant laugh what about your 'anything for you moony'" he mocked in a swoony tone.

Sirius went quiet as he bit his lip looking at Remus who was now laughing.

"So love birds, you guys dating or what?" James asks.

Masterlist Marauders Masterlist

[llinstarr]

Marauders fantasy au with pirate!remus and wizard!sirius when Sirius (kinda sex symbol) been using his looks all his life to get things but Remus (blind with a sexy scar across his eyes) being the first person to like him not bc of his looks/powers ,and all of them going on adventures developing and falling in love

[atlasdoe]

BLOOD STAINED FLAGS

dark marauders au | rated E | chapters 4/? | 23,631 words | playlist

Summary

After Voldemort wins the first wizarding war on the 17th of August 1978, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans and Mary MacDonald all go on the run in a desperate attempt to escape whatever cruel fate awaited them.

The following November, they were all captured and seperated with little hope of ever seeing each other again.

With nothing to live for other the the pact that they made to each other while on the run, the six of them must do whatever it takes to not only stay alive but to find each other again all while attempting to not fall for the dark side.

BOOK ONE: APART

CHAPTER FOUR: ALLIES

Preview

James couldn’t lie, he liked his new flat. It was easily the best thing to come out of his situation.

Where he lived wasn’t exactly safe, though James doubted that he would ever feel safe without his friends nearby and Voldemort dead, but it was nice enough to pretend. He had the flat to himself and although it was small it was well furnished and stocked. Moody said that once every month a delivery of food would be brought to his door and that it was James’ responsibility to ration that he had. James would not be given any sort of wage for his job until he was trusted.

His only wish was for him to be allowed to decorate the flat himself. Nobody told him that he couldn’t but he no longer had any belongings or money. All of his parents' money that had been saved up for him was in Gringotts and Moody had made it very clear that James was not allowed to collect any of that money and if he did there would be dire consequences.

[madwcman]

where to next?

a/n: my request are open for drabbels! please send in requests :)

pairing: james potter x reader

“where do you want to go to next?” you stop looking at the fishes above you, as you and james walk through the doomed tank hallways filled with different kinds of fish.

you hum and think of what you would like to see next in the aquarium, you’re not exactly rushing to see any of the animals. you’ve seen turtles, penguins and of course plenty of fish already. “i don’t really mind, what would you like to visit?” you ask james, moving slightly closer to his side.

“we could visit the jellyfish?” he tilts his head up towards the sign that reads different aquatic animal exhibits as you and james make your way to the end of the doomed hallway. “that’s perfect!” you smile walking faster to look at the jellyfish.

as you enter the exhibit you notice not many people are around, you walk up closer to the tank. you and james observe the different kinds of sea jellies in amazement.

you look at james, as he smiles. his eyes filled with wonder and excitement. “james, can i take your picture?” you ask him, softly smiling.

“yeah of course you can!” you smile and grab your phone out of your pocket, you quickly walk away from james, as james stays near the jelly tank; his skin turns slightly more blue as he faces you, he slightly tilts his head to the right, glasses slightly sliding off the bridge of his nose in the process. his lips turn into a bright crooked smile as he raises one of his arms to give you a thumbs up. you quickly take the picture of him smiling “i got it, do you want me to take another?” you ask, james shakes his head enthusiastically as he lifts his other arm giving you another thumbs up. you happily take his picture again.

[crimsntwlip]

baby i’m yours | remus lupin.

pairing: bassist!remus x fem!reader

warnings: au, fluff fluff fluff, mentions of y/n, short

a/n: just had rockstar remus stuck in my head 😵‍💫 and was really stuck between drummist!remus or bassist!remus but stuck with bassist!remus :p hope yall love this <3 remus art creds to: @/likeafunerall on ig!! love their art sm !!

| posted; 3/15/24 | masterlist |

you stood at the edge of the crowd, watching as remus and the rest of the marauders took the stage. the dimly lit venue was packed with excited fans, all eagerly awaiting the start of the show. you had seen remus practice countless times in his garage, but seeing him up on stage, under the bright lights, was a whole different experience.

as soon as the music started, you felt your heart swell with pride. remus was an incredible bassist, his fingers flying across the strings with ease. his brown shaggy hair fell messily across his forehead as he bobbed his head to the beat, lost in the music.

but what truly caught your attention was the way his eyes kept flickering in your direction. every time he looked over at you, a wide smile would spread across his face, his eyes twinkling with joy. it was as if he was playing just for you, and the feeling sent a warm wave of happiness through your body.

throughout the set, remus would catch your eye and shoot you a quick wink, making your heart skip a beat. the way he played with such passion and energy made you fall even more in love with him, if that was even possible.

each song that the band played felt like a love letter to you, a secret message hidden in the rhythm and melody. and as the final chords faded away, the crowd erupted into applause, but all you could hear was the pounding of your heart.

your face hurt from smiling so much as the band took their final bow and the show ended, you made your way back stage, where remus was now packing up his gear. he turned to you, a radiant smile on his face as he pulled you into a tight embrace.

"you were amazing," you whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"i was playing for you," remus replied softly, his eyes filled with unspoken love. “im glad you were here to see me, us play”

“i wouldn’t miss a single show” you replied, a cheeky smile playing against your lips. as you leaned in to kiss him again, the rest of the band members gathered around, congratulating each other on a successful show. james clapped remus on the back, "brilliant as always, mate."

sirius smirked, "clearly you were playing for someone special tonight." peter chimed in, "yeah, we all saw the way you were looking at y/n."

remus blushed slightly, but his smile never faltered. "well, she has always been my biggest fan."

you chuckled, "your biggest fan and your biggest admirer," you teased, feeling a surge of affection for the talented bassist in front of you.

"i'm a lucky man then," remus replied, pulling you by your waist for another hug. the rest of the band laughed and continued to tease remus about his performance, but he just grinned and held onto you, as if he never wanted to let go.

taglist: @chgrch <3

[berrieluv]

cw. squirting, fingering, kitchen sex, unrequited feelings, a bit of angst?, dom remus, remus is a sweetheart.

doctor!Remus Lupin x fem!Reader summary: Remus is hot, and tall and unbelievable good at sex. The fact that he's a pediatrician is just a plus.

Remus Lupin was tall and handsome, his light brown curls falling against his forehead every time he thrusted inside of you.

"Fuck..." You moaned. He was so unbelievable hot. "Oh, God" Remus took your cheeks with his hand and forced you to look at him, with that smirk of his that let you know he was looking for trouble.

"Yeah? This good, baby?" But he knew he didn't even need to ask, because the lewd sounds your pussy made every time he fucked you was enough, you wanted to think no one has ever been this wet before so he would think twice before letting you go "You can't talk, bunny? Did I fucked you dumb?"

"Fuck, you'resohot"

You moaned as fast as you could articulate the words. Remus just laughed at you and kept his movements, throwing himself next to you when your pussy was already full.

"I love filling you up, bunny"

And you smiled stupidly "Never have to worry about using condoms with me..." You stood up with your arm, looking at his dreamy face with his eyes closed "I just love to be filled up"

He smiles and takes a deep breath; "You're the best" He says while standing up from your comfortable bed, leaving you all whinny and pouty "I have to go. I'm late for work" He kisses your forehead and you loose yourself in your mind for a moment, because if this is just sex, why would he share such an intimate kiss with you.

Yeah, a forehead kiss was way more intimate than sex. You could have sex with anyone, it didn't mean anything, sex was just a way to fee our passion. But a forehead kiss, it was a sign of protection and love, it was a way to keep the words inside your mouth while saying at the same time: "I care about you". So why would he kiss you and then just call you only for sex "I'll be back later, that good?" You nod "Or you could go to my apartment. Whatever suits you best"

You nod again and he smiles, this time kissing your lips and finally walking away. He couldn't love you, not like you do love him at least.

It was easy to have sex at Remus' apartment. He would never kick you out, he was too much of a gentleman for that, and if he was in a rush to go at least he would invite you to have breakfast somewhere near where he worked.

You didn't know where it was, what he does, you just know every time he takes you out for food is near the place he works. Then he gives you money for an Uber because is just faster than him taking you all the way there.

And it wasn't like you two were in a relationship either. Lately he allowed you to stay at his place, you thought it was another way of intimacy as well, the soft lip kisses, the forehead kisses and the fact that the receptionist from his building knew you were allow to have the spare key.

So when you say; Sex at Remus' is better. What you really mean is, kitchen sex, bathroom sex, couch sex, hell, even the balcony sex was amazing. Things you couldn't do with roommates but you could definitely do at his apartment.

You wasted no time on taking your clothes off as soon as you heard the door being open, you walked to the kitchen, because well, you felt like doing it on the kitchen.

Remus looks at you once he's finally in and hugs you.

A hug? What were you, a couple? You wish.

"Hi, angel"

He says, and before you could respond he turns your body around so your ass could be against his growing erection. His hands start to work their way through your pussy and his other hand goes straight to your boobs. Because of course they will.

"How was work?"

You ask, knowing there was not going to be an answer. Because Remus and you don't have that kind of relationship. Instead he shushes you with a passionate kiss, leaning you over the kitchen counter and you think a little about how beautiful and clean his kitchen is, you could see yourself living here, really.

Being his pretty housewife, you would even wear an apron with no other clothes above. Yeah, that's exactly the life you picture yourself living, and it didn't seem bad for a bit.

A spank brings you back to reality and Remus takes your leg, you really don't know when he took his trousers off but he was working his way into your already wet pussy.

"You seem a bit distracted..." He comments after starting to move his hips, you respond with a moan, holding yourself to the counter, starting to beg for him to go faster "Just like that, angel. That's how I like my girl, all loud and messy"

He's just thrusting inside of you, you know that, but he holds your hips in such a way that you need to establish yourself. Anyone could do that but, God, not anyone could make it feel like Remus does.

"You wanna say something, baby?" He asks when you start to moan louder. Remus also loved sex at his place, because you were loud and shameless.

Your boobs were jumping against the counter while Remus hand lied now on your back, forcing your cheek against the cold marble.

His thrusts were faster and he had both of your hands against your back held with one of his hands while the other one was trying to make you wetter, as if that was even possible.

You don't even try to think anymore, anything Remus' wanted he would force your body to do, allowing you to just relax and enjoy the pleasure.

"Can you cum for me, pretty girl?" You moan "Can you, angel? My angel?" He mocks.

Every one of his thrusts made your mind simply blow as he fucked you. He freed your hands wasting no time on holding your body up, your back against his chest, angrily taking your face and forcing you to look at him.

"You just look so pretty" He says, smiling "I just need one kiss" And your eyes are glossy from the pleasure and your mind can't catch orders but it doesn't matter. Remus takes your face so your lips can impact against his "Ow, my pretty girl. I know you're long gone. That's fine, I'll take care of you. Just cum for me, alright?" His pace became sloppier and lazy as he felt his orgasm building "What has gotten into you, hum? I usually take a few more out of you before you're like this"

Remus only allowed himself to really groan only when he emptied his load inside of your wet pussy, filling you way more in one orgasm that many of your ex-lovers.

The good thing about Remus is that he may finish first, but he always makes you have the best time. There was two ways it could go, he obliged himself to last long, or he would succumb to his needs, either way he never let you down that easily.

He could go for hours if he wanted, and in your short sex-relationship you've done it against any surface belonging to his home, he made you cum multiple times and he made sure you could see the moon and the starts before cleaning you up to a good sleep.

However, Remus doesn't want to push you too far today, seeing the sensitive space you were now, crying every time he tried to stop this to check on you, poor boy, he was so worried. He didn't know you only wanted to please him.

Remus pulls out of you quickly, and before you could complain his fingers are filling your cum loaded pussy up. He makes you scream with the ferocity he moves them in and out of you, hitting all the right spots, making your back arch against his chest, and if it wasn't for his strong hand holding you, you would've collapsed against the floor.

You moan, loudly and shamelessly, just how Remus liked it. Your head falls into his shoulder and you look exhausted, but Remus can't let you go like this, not without an orgasm at least.

"Remus, Remus please stop, stop that's too much, too much" Your pleads don't seem to make much to him while his lips kiss your temple. "Please, please"

But; please, what?

"You can do it, angel" He says.

You feel a bit dizzy as the pleasure hugs your body completely, forgetting you're still on earth, on Remus' kitchen to be exact. It's an overwhelming sensation it doesn't even feel real but you don't want to stop it, neither do you have the energy to do so.

You feel Remus smirking against your scalp after chuckling at, you? You find the reminds of your energy and autonomy to force your eyes open. You feel Remus' cock hard again against your lower back. The fingers that were once inside you are now in front of your sight, and you open your mouth, hearing Remus' praise as you lick his long, thick fingers.

"That's the hottest thing I've ever done" He says, kissing your head again "You are the hottest thing I've done" He chuckles.

"What?" you mumble against his fingers. Tiredly leaning against Remus, knowing you didn't had it in you to stand.

"The squirt, angel" He pouts, mocking your expression "You didn't notice?" No? Well, you felt wetter than other times once you reached your orgasm, but you would have known. You lazily direct your eyes to the floor, watching the soaked drawers and the white floor shining more than it usually does.

"I soaked your kitchen" You pout and Remus does too, smiling a seconds later at you.

"Yeah, we'll get them change, angel. Don't worry" Who's we "You didn't realized you squirted?" You frown, not at the last question but who the fuck was we? "Guess I'll have to do it again, hun? But tonight it's time for a shower"

A shower sounded good, you wanted lots of showers at Remus place. You wanted Remus bed, you wanted your toothbrush next to him and his half-empty cabinets full of your stuff.

By the time you woke up Remus wasn't there. As usual since he got confident enough to let you alone at his apartment. You knew he kissed you goodbye, you felt it like a fever dream all the time, a sensation enough to be felt but not strong enough to wake you up to reality.

You saw Remus' wallet in the bed-side table, personally, you knew better than check it and try to return it to him, at his job, where he doesn't want you. But again, you were delusional, and wouldn't a girlfriend do that job? You had sex with him, you were just one step far from being.

"A pediatrician" You say as soon as you see his card "You have to be fucking kidding me"

Because not only Remus Lupin was tall, handsome, with a stable economy to start a family or take care of the house for you to live comfortable enough, incredible good at sex, he was also good with kids.

And you could've live it there, you found out something, doesn't mean you have to see it with your own eyes.

That's why you were definitely not walking to his job. And by the time you could think better of it you were already knocking on the yellow door with a silver plate scripted with "Dr. Lupin".

"Hey, Y/N?" He says as soon as he sees your small figure – but compared to him who wouldn't be –. "What are you doing here?"

"You forgot your wallet" You say, extending the leather square to him, and he smiled softly.

"Thank you, Y/N"

You couldn't help but feel disappointment, because alone you were never Y/N. You were his angel, his pretty girl, his baby. And now you were just, ugh, you never hated your name more.

"Um, this is... your job. Cool, cool, cool"

"It's just a job" He chuckles "I don't want you to feel different about anything, alright?" He again kisses your forehead "See you tonight?"

"Yeah, sure" You quickly answer "I was thinking maybe we could... You know, go out?"

"Sure, go out"

"Like, like in a date" You dig deeper into your words "Like people who, you know, like each other?"

"Oh, Y/N" He says. And he says it with such pity you want to cry and disappear and erase this moment from your memory. "I don't like relationships. They're not my thing. I told you this"

He did "Yes, but..." I just thought I could make you change your mind. But you don't say that "But I like you, I thought it would be fun"

Fun? You thought it would be amazing, you thought it would be Cornelia Street except it would just be the place he'll take you out for dinner. You thought it would be Begin Again but this was The Story of Us and Happiness all over again in your love life.

"Sorry"

You bite your lip trying to hold the tears and nod. Excusing yourself from his consulting room and walking the worst walk of shame, trying to hide your face from literal toddlers and their moms.

Already planning in your mind how you would drown yourself in misery. And how you would get the strength to ignore Remus' calls, if he calls.

Trying to scape Remus was really similar to that movie, Mission Impossible, the one with Tom Cruise. Because who would tell that getting sexually involve with someone who's not directly in your friend group, but knows many of your friends, would be a bad idea?

Definitely no one.

"Y/N?"

You panic when you hear that velvet voice, so calm and with just the right amount of happiness he always sounds. You look at him, completely frozen and your legs start walking the opposite direction without you realizing it.

Marlene stops you the moment he sees you, watching Remus walk to you and you escaping like a little kid would do when they did something bad.

"What's wrong?"

You push her into the closet and nock the two of you inside, shushing her the moment she opens her mouth and the blonde woman can't be any more confused and regretting her life, because she didn't want to ever, ever, get involved with Remus romantic life, and here she was.

"Y/N? Listen, I know you're here. I'm sorry, right? I'm only here because I knew you would be here. This is totally not my thing..."

"He's lying" Marlene says, a playful grin on her face "Men are such liars, angel. Don't listen to him"

You frown at the pet-name and look at the door.

"Hi, Marlene" He says.

"Hi, Remus"

"Y/N?" you pout and look at your friend. She just shrugs and begs for you to let her go, and you finally open the door to see Remus handsome face, his hair messy for a doctor and his face recently shaved.

"Don't do this, Remus" You plead, watching as Marlene walks away with a thumbs up not sure if it's for him or you. "You can't come back now thinking i will be just waiting for you, you know?"

"No, I really want to be with you" He chuckles but your lower lip jolts.

"I don't want to be your sex toy, Remus" in a really low voice, and if he wasn't so obsessed with you he would never hear it "I'm sorry, it's late"

"Well, I had to try at least" He smiles and walks closer to you, kissing your forehead "I'm really sorry it took me so long to realize that I... like you too"

"Don't do that. You're trying to play with my head" You say, getting defensive of the kicked puppy look he was giving you "Well, you need to fuck me first for you to accomplish that"

This time you say it loud, and the whole party seemed to stay silent for that bit, Remus felt his cheeks turning pink, and he didn't know why, clearly he was the one who fucked the most among his friends.

He was in med school, for God sakes. You don't make it out of there sane without tons of sex.

"Angel, can we talk in private?"

"No" You yell in a low voice "No, Remus, we can't. And you can't call me that either. What am I supposed to think? That out of nowhere you want a serious relationship now? With me? That you want to make it work?"

Remus feels the need to stop your verbal vomit with a kiss, and he does, because it feels like the right time, the building up to a big romantic moment the girls always want. But not in the context where you were standing.

A kiss like that felt sexual. It didn't feel intimate and tender as a forehead kiss, it felt desperate, hungry, he wanted your body more than he wanted you.

"Please, leave me alone"

You murmur, pushing him away from you and trying to walk out of his sight but you can't, your heart doesn't allow it, you want to be with him. He broke your heart so this shouldn't be this hard but it was.

He stood there, not moving, just waiting for you to do something, not wanting to leave you alone but also wanting to respect your space, and your wishes.

You look at him in defeat, crossing your arms and he smiles. Your legs make their way to him again and you stand in front of him, impossibly tall, impossibly handsome, just him.

"You like me?" He nods, not sure of what to say "Like really, really like me?"

"I'm utterly obsessed with you"

"Then kiss me"

You murmur, and he's not sure if he should because the last one ended with you mad at him but you were there, looking so pretty, shiny eyes due to the tears and the lights of the party giving you a different aura from the one he always sees you under. He takes your face and kisses your lips, it's the same kiss as the last one but he doesn't feel sure. He feels scared that he may ruin this and that you would run away from him and that somehow makes you feel sure of your choice.

Remus lets you rest your head on his chest and you turn your face to look at him, he smiles and kisses your forehead while hugging you even harder right now than he usually does after sex.

"Thank you?" You chuckle and you nod, making fun of him for the first time "Don't laugh at me, you little vicious angel"

[stareggie]

am i insane for casually rereading 800k words fanfics like they’re sunday newspaper ?

[gold3nlupin]

i'll be here in the morning ~ remus x reader

hellloooo! <3 here we go with a second attempt at a remus fic since people seemed to like my first one, but this is from remus's POV!

title inspired by i'll be here in the morning by townes van zandt.

quick summary: the gang goes to Hogsmeade to celebrate the coming end of seventh year and you end up drinking a bit too much, but remus is there to take care of you! (let me just say, I don't want to glamorize drinking lol) very fluffy, she/her pronouns used for reader

word count: ~1.1k

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The Three Broomsticks was quite busy tonight, full of seventh-years celebrating the end of their final OWLs with the people they'd spent the last six or so years growing up with. Though the room was full of laughter and the pungent smell of ale, there was also the undeniable presence of a certain bittersweet feeling in the air.

Remus stood at the bar, feeling this bittersweetness himself. Oh, how he would miss this stuffy old pub and all the memories that it carried. Just a year before, he had kissed y/n outside this place after they'd shared a cigarette in the snow. He could still remember how cold her cheeks felt, the way she'd looked up at him. . .

"Thanks, mate," he said as the bartender handed him a couple of pints and he headed back to the table. He strode to the booth and sat down next to James, giving him the ale he'd asked for.

"I'm just saying," Lily chimed to the rest of the group, "I don't think McGonagall is nearly as bad as you all make her out to be."

Sirius rolled his eyes at her. "'Course you wouldn't Evans. Some of us, on the other hand, will not miss her watching their every move. I mean, I still don't know how that woman knew about half the things she did! I swear she has eyes all over the bloody castle."

"Quite true." Marlene giggled.

"Well, cheers to no more eyes on us, yeah?" y/n said. The group reached their glasses into the center of the table in joyous agreement.

Y/n smiled as she then proceeded to down an entire pint, banging it down on the table when she finished. "Right. I'll be back," she said, getting up to get another from the bar.

"I bet 10 galleons that she can't walk out of here on her own tonight." James laughed. "Good luck Moony, you'll be the one carrying her back!"

Remus chuckled to himself. James was probably right, but he'd let her have her fun tonight. If he was being honest, he thought the sight of a slightly drunk y/n was quite funny. What a sight she was.

She returned with two pints in hand, sitting back down next to Lily and handing her the second one.

Her eyes met Remus' as she put the glass to her lips. He felt the corners of his mouth turn into a warm smile and his heart tug at his chest at the mere sight of her gaze. She lowered her glass to reveal a mustache of foam above her lip. He laughed and reached across the table to wipe it off with the sleeve of his sweater. She squinted her eyes as she laughed at herself.

"Y'know, not to be sappy or whatever," Sirius gestured with his hand as he put down his glass, "but, you lot are the best family I could have ever asked for. It's hard not to be bummed that we have to say goodbye to Hogwarts and all, but. . . fuck!" He laughed. They all did.

"I just really love you shits is all." Sirius smiled.

"Oh, Pads!" Lily threw her arms around Sirius' neck from beside him. He flinched under her tight grasp. James chuckled.

Remus glanced at y/n. His heart was so full of love for them all, for her. He'd want to remember this moment forever.

~

Sirius flung the door to the pub open and drunkenly stepped outside as the rest of them followed behind. Sure enough, Remus was practically carrying y/n with her arm slung over his shoulders, stumbling beside him, though one thing that James hadn't predicted was that he too would be absolutely pissed. Lily was struggling behind them to keep him upright as he slurred affectionate remarks at her.

"You-you're so stun. . . stunning Evans, like. . . no other girl. . .even comes close to you," he shouted at her.

"Mhm. Okay." Lily grunted as she struggled to grasp him and keep him walking. "Thank you, darling."

Marlene and Sirius laughed at the sight of them.

Y/n wasn't much better than James, however. Remus could tell she was using all her might to focus on walking and trying not to puke on his feet. He used his free hand to push her hair away from her face and used the other to hold her close to him.

"You okay, hon?" he whispered to her.

"Mmm," she grunted in response against his shoulder.

"Right. We will be back soon. Then you can go to sleep, 'kay love?" he said as he rubbed her arm.

"Mmhm."

They trotted along and up towards the castle.

~

Remus led y/n to her bed.

"She alright, Remus?" Marlene asked from the doorway.

He laid her down on the pillow. "Oh, yeah. She'll be fine. I'm just gonna hang out with her in here until she's asleep if you don't mind. Don't want to keep you up though."

"Not at all! Sirius and I are going to hang out in the common room for a bit, so don't worry about it. Stay in here tonight if you want! I'm sure Lily will be staying in your dorm with James anyway," she replied.

Remus nodded. "Thanks Mars." She retreated back downstairs as he pulled off y/n's shoes and sat himself down next to her, running his fingers through her hair and rubbing circles on her back.

"Moony. . ." she said with eyes closed.

"Hm?" he muttered.

She breathed deeply. ". . . I've loved you for. . . for years. Since our second year. I remember it," she slurred.

He chuckled to himself. "I know. You've told me."

"I know but. . . I just-I've just always known it was you. Y'know? You're like- you're just so perfect. And kind, and like. . . annoyingly cool, and so. . . so beautiful. And I'm gonna have your babies."

He laughed softly, still playing with her hair. "Oh yeah?"

"Mhm."

"I mean, I would hope so." He stroked his hand across her cheek, so rosy and warm. He saw her smile ever so slightly from his touch.

"So. . . annoyingly cool you say?" he chuckled.

"Yep." she said sleepily.

"I will be asking you to elaborate on that one in the morning," he said as he laid down next to her, hugging her close to him and nuzzling his head into her neck.

"Ok" she said ever so quietly. He could tell that she was on the edge of drifting off to sleep.

"Goodnight my love." He planted a kiss on her shoulder. Of course, he was sure that she'd feel horribly hungover in the morning, but he didn't mind taking care of her. After all, he knew she'd do the same for him.

[dickmastersfruit]

The wall and the flower (my wip) - Word Count - 103

Silently they sat on the back of that small truck, watching the shooting star that lit up the somber sky for only a moment.

“What did you wish for” His hushed voice asked.

Regulus knew not to tell him, it would never come true. Instead he sat there quietly thinking about his wish over and over, sneaking glances at the bright sun he had wished for.

“What if we said it at the same time” James whispered again, adjusting himself to now look at Regulus.

On the mere count to three they admitted there wishes.

“You” They whispered at the same time.

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