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shiftermia · 2 months
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— Annoying Serenading
remus lupin x reader
the marauders x platonic!reader
where James and Sirius decide to interrupt your precious time with Remus by serenading you both.
a/n: no warnings, just fluff, annoying Sirius and James, Peter done with their shit, and Remus being perfect. ( he’s an angry werewolf that’s also done with the two boys )
“Remus, can I borrow this when I’m done reading mine?” You asked the tall werewolf that was coming out of the shower with nothing but a towel over his slim scarred waist.
You had your eyes on Remus’s copy of Crime and Punishment. He had always preferred more intellectual books rather than your fantasy and romance novels.
Not that he judged you for it. He found it cute how you gushed over dragons and found it funny how you complained about the oblivious nature of the characters.
“course you can dovey,” he replied, rubbing a towel in his hair. “I thought you didn’t like books like that?” He asked turning to get dressed.
You sighed, putting the worn out book back on his nightstand and finally turning to him. “I don’t have an opinion on them and plus,” you pointed to him with a grin. “I’ve read Dorian Grey,” you shrugged.
Remus turned to you with a pointed look, now wearing his pants. “You said it was boring and that they used the word ‘languidly’ too much.”
You shook your head, “no, I don’t recall ever.. really.. saying that so,” you trailed off as he seemed to be looking for something.
“You must be wrong, the hell are you looking for memus?” You asked leaning off the bed and gazing down at him as he looked under his bed.
His voice was strained as he answered, “my red shirt,” he sat up to his knees and faced you. “Y’know the one with the little hole by the neck.” He gestured.
You let out a small ‘oh’ and turned to lay on your stomach, head resting on your arms and feet gently kicking in the air.
“Y’know you don’t really neeed a shirt.”
Remus leaned forward and rested his arms on the bed, leaning his face forward with a small grin. “How many times have I told you to stop taking my clothes if you're not going to give them back?”
A sheepish smile crossed your face, “as many times as you told me not to call you memus?”
“You’re wearing one now!” He pointed out with a laugh.
He stood up with a groan at his bad knees, “why do you insist on calling me that anyway?”
“I don’t know, it’s funny seeing you get annoyed by it.”
He nodded as if he was taking in your answer. “Y’know what I find rather funny?”
He crawled on the bed and you fell back as he climbed over you and started pressing chaste kissed on your neck.
“What?” You asked breathlessly, preparing yourself for more.
“This!” He tickled your sides earning a shriek of laughter from you.
“No! Stop!” You cackled maniacally as he held your legs down with his and dodged your arms that were trying to get his hands off.
“Call me my name!” He shouted and he paused momentarily to hear you.
“Memus,” you giggled, only for him to tickle you with new found enthusiasm.
Remus smiled widely and let out small laughs, contrary to your loud laughs.
“Ok ok! Remus!” You rested your hands on his bare chest and he stopped his tickling as you attempted to catch your breath.
You gazed up at him, small laughs still escaping the both of you as you stared into his pretty eyes and brought one of your hands up to trace his scar.
Remus suddenly shot forward and kissed you with such force and passion that it made you dizzy.
Your lips molded with his, his big hands went up your his shirt, and your hands busied themselves in his damp hair as his tounge fought for dominance that you easily gave into.
His large frame then nestled comfortably in between your thighs and he started moving his hips slightly, crotch rubbing into yours and unbuttoned jeans falling down.
“Merlin, you’re perfect.” He rasped.
Remus started trailing kissed down your neck, leaving darkening hickies in his wake and started sucking one under your jaw.
A small moan came from you as his grinding got progressively rougher. “Remus.”
His hands moved from your waist to grab your hands, pinning them down, kissing you— “Carry on, my wayward son!”
You both parted confused, breathing heavily at the dim sound of a radio progressively getting louder.
There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest.
Remus groaned in realization, letting out a loud ‘no’ and dropping his weight on top of you, burying his face into your chest.
“Don’t you cry no more!”
The door slammed open and Sirius and James sauntered into the room. Sirius playing the air guitar and James holding a large muggle radio, and Peter following, looking pissed.
Rene’s lifted his head and one of his long arms. “No! James, Sirius, get out!”
He earned no reply and you leaned to remus’s nightstand from under him and got him one of his shirts, knowing that although the boys would never judge him, he was never fully comfortable being shirtless around them.
“They’ve been at it all bloody day!” Peter snarled as Remus got off you and put on a shirt, simultaneously shouting something incoherent to the loud boys and making sure you were properly covered.
“Ahhh ahhh,” Sirius slowly rose on his bed, “Once I rose above the noise and confusion!” He sang with his arms held out at his sides on top of his bed.
James pointed to him, “Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion.”
The whole thing was very dramatic as the two looked like star crossed lovers.
“Pete, can you please get them out?” You asked sitting up and Remus threw himself backwards on the bed.
The blonde boy shook his head, “no, no! I’ve had to deal with that—” he pointed to the duo that now stood on Sirius’s bed together.
“Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man,” the two stood holding hands with one arm still outstretched and facing you and Remus, serenading the both of you.
“All fucking day, it’s your turn!” He yelled and threw himself back on the bed with crossed arms as the two other boys jumped off the bed.
“I could hear them say, Carry on, my wayward son!” They belted out loudly.
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
James decided to play air drums and Sirius chose the air guitar again.
“Stop it! James, Sirius! Get the fuck out!” Remus yelled gesturing to the door as you let out a breath and decided to lay back down.
Yeah, you and Remus were not continuing your activities.
Peter shook his head at the werewolf, “No, No!” He brought a rock sign with his fingers. “Rock on!”
Remus groaned loudly, “Peter, don’t encourage them! Are you bloody mad?”
Peter crawled to his knees, eyes wide, looking every bit like a mad man,“after being serenaded this morning with Gloria Gaynor’s ‘I Will Survive,’ yes! Yes! I’ve gone bloody mad!”
You let out a loud laugh at that, knowing Remus slept over at your dorm the night before.
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know
You decided to sing along earning another loud grumble from Remus. Damn them, he thought knowing that your activities would not be happening.
“But I hear the voices say,” you sang along with the two boys, James bobbing his head with yours.
“Carry on, my wayward son!” You all belted out and Peter sat back with a satisfied hum as he had successfully ruined Remus’s fun time, and slipped on some headphones to try and block out the noise.
Remus watched you three with a wicked scowl plastered on his pretty face. As you three pointed at each other with wide smiles.
“Don't you cry no more, no!” You all played air guitar this time and Remus could hear you imitate the guitar with your voice.
He finally let out a small exasperated chuckle with a shake of his head as James kneeled in front of you and played air piano with his curls a crazy mess.
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shiftermia · 2 months
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— Late night snacks
james potter x reader
platonic!peter pettigrew x reader
where james catches you and Peter in the kitchens
a/n: a certain someone (A) kept hounding me to write a James one so here it is out of the kindness of my heart. (I was held at gunpoint as I wrote this)
ALSO I DONT CARE! OUTSIDE OF CANON PETER IS A MARAUDER!!
Ever since becoming friends with the weird group known as the Marauders, you and Peter Pettigrew had grown close to each other.
Yes, the group of boys were close. And it was James and Sirius, and Peter and Remus, the duos within the group. The ones they went to when they had to get into groups of two.
But before you joined them, the other three boys had their own designated friend outside of the group of misfits.
James had Marlene, as they grew up in the same neighborhood. Remus had Lily as they were both smart enough to keep up with each other, and Sirius had Mary. Surprisingly, the two got along quite well.
When they weren’t hanging out with each other, they were hanging out with those girls.
But Peter didn’t have someone other than the boys. Often left to his own devices before James, the mum friend noticed the boy being left behind.
Till you started dating James, and Peter finally had a friend for himself. Someone to hang out with when the others were somewhere else.
You and him had more in common than you expected. Both not as smart as Remus in all subjects but enough to keep up. Both having to study unlike Sirius, and both having to pay attention to fully understand something unlike James.
Another thing you two had in common was your hunger in the middle of the night.
“Psst!” The boy called with his head poking out from his curtains. To no sign of movement, he called again louder, “psst!”
You pulled back James’s curtain revealing your bed head and James’ large form laying on top of you with his head tucked in your neck. “wormy, what?”
“Don’t what me, I’m hungry!” Peter said glancing at Remus’ bed, praying his werewolf ears wouldn’t catch your conversation.
You laughed and whispered loudly, “oh my Merlin! Me too!”
He laughed and pulled himself out of bed and slipped on his shoes, “I’ve been craving Moony Toast for the past hour!”
You let out a scoff and threw yourself back, a hand coming up to mess with James’s curls. “Ive been wanting some strawberries since 12, I just wish the kitchens weren’t so far!” You whined silently.
Peter waved his hand to you, already standing by the door and glancing at Remus’s bed again. “C’mon.”
You widened your eyes and gestured to the sleeping boy on top of you. “You want to help me with the big guy or what?”
He rolled your eyes at your sarcasm and lifted James’s top half enough so you could slide out from under him and gently laid him back down as to not wake him up.
“Okay, now let’s go.” You stated once you put your shoes on and grabbed your boyfriend’s jumper.
You and Peter went down the stairs in the corridor before you came to an abrupt stop. “Shite, what about the map?”
Peter just shook his head and kept walking, “I’m too hungry to find wherever Sirius put it this time.”
You shrugged and followed after him, both of you keeping an eye out for Filch and his dammed demon cat.
Meanwhile, James moved his arm presumably to lay under your his shirt but was left grasping at air.
He lifted his head and looked to his right, “poppet?” He grumbled with squinted eyes before reaching his hand out to grab his glasses.
James sat up and rubbed his eyes under his glasses and looked around the room. The bathroom door was open with the lights turned off, so you definitely weren’t in there.
His eyes landed on Peter’s bed, its curtains wide open with blankets askew.
He groaned and pulled his half naked form out from the warmth and reached down to grab one of his thrown shirts.
James got up and walked over to Sirius’ bed and reached under his bed to pull out the Marauders Map. “Where’re you now, poppet?” He spoke to himself.
“They’re in the kitchens.” Remus’ voice mumbled, head most likely stuffed in his pillow.
James sighed and grabbed his wand, muttering a small lumos, “and may I ask how you know that moony boy?”
“Both the bloody wankers can’t keep quiet, now please let me sleep in fucking peace.” He roughly sighed out and the sound of him yanking the covers was heard along with James’ mocking sound of surprise.
“What do y’know, Remus is right again.” He put on his shoes and quietly left the dorm to the kitchens where yours and Peter’s name moved around.
After, nearly dropping his wand and getting caught by the notorious demon cat. James tickled the pear portrait and was greeted with dim yellow lighting, Peter leaning against a counter and you kicking your feet from atop a stool.
You and Peter instantly both went quiet and let out a breath when you noticed it was James.
“Jamie! You scared the hell out of us!” You spoke before placing another chocolate covered strawberry in your mouth.
He raised his brow and lifted a muscular arm, “I scared you? You scared me!” He exclaimed before seeing Peter’s form slowly sticking something in his mouth.
“The bloody hell are you eating?” He asked Peter.
Peter swallowed and sat up a little bit, “Moony toast.”
“Moony Toast?” James questioned incredulously. “If Remus heard that he would throw a fit,” he stalked forward and leaned his arm over your smaller frame. “Think he did hear it,” he added as an after thought.
“Ugh, he heard?” Peter grunted taking a sip of whatever he had been drinking.
“I assume that’s how you found us?” You asked dipping a strawberry into the bowl of melted chocolate you had in front of you.
“Yeah, and this.” He lifted up the map and your head whipped towards Peter.
“I told you!”
His head shook, “where’d you even find it?!” He exclaimed, blonde hair falling slightly in his face.
James shrugged, “under Sirius’s bed.”
You glared at Peter and he squinted his eyes. “Whatever, not like it matters now.”
James turned to you when he felt you pressed a kiss to his jaw, “why didn’t you tell me where you went, sweet girl?” He gently ran a hand over your head, brushing back baby hairs.
Peter sat up, “I swallowed a bug,” he got up and waved back to you both, “see you two later.”
Once he left, you turned to James and messed with his hair, setting it to how you thought suited him best. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”
He set a hand on your waist while the other was pressed against the counter. “I don’t care, next time at least let me know.”
You nodded and wiped your strawberry filled fingers on a nearby napkin. “m’kay I will, promise.”
The face you made, made James lean down slightly a press a sweet kiss to your lips.
With a hum, he moved away, nose pressed to your cheek. He licked his lips, “tastes like strawberries.”
You chuckled and traced his face, “well I was eating chocolate covered strawberries.”
James hummed again and brought his hand up to the back of your head, “Huh, I didn’t taste chocolate, lemme..” he trailed off and kissed you again making you snicker in between kisses.
You leaned back slightly and the hand that was holding your head slipped to your waist. Even when distracted, James always made sure you would be safe.
“We should go,” you whispered, James hummed in agreement but didn’t make any move to stop kissing your sweet sweet lips anytime soon.
With you in his shirt and jumper enveloping your frame, messy hair and bright content eyes, and your hands cupping his face so so gently, in the way only you can achieve.
How could he ever be expected to stop?
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shiftermia · 3 months
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— Golden Years
remus lupin x reader
platonic!marauders x reader
where the gryffindors threw a party and a very drunk Remus convinced his dove to dance with him.
a/n: haven’t written in like 4 months but my everlasting love for Remus has successfully defeated my writers block.
Gryffindor house parties were usually thrown solely after won quidditch matches or holidays. Such holidays also included birthday parties.
This particular party however was vastly different from any other ones. Mostly because the designated sober friend was usually Remus.
Honestly, you should’ve expected something was going on when James walked up to you completely sober whining about how Lily was talking to another boy, ignoring him.
“This is the best fucking thing I’ve seen in ages!” Sirius laughed wildly, sweating before he turning to make a U shape with his hands.
“Cinematic,” he sighed out and turned to see your confused expression and James’s scoff of chuckles.
You shook your head, “what on earth are you talking about?”
In turn his eyes widened almost comically. “You don’t know?” He stepped closer to you, “honestly I thought he would’ve hounded on you already!” He exclaimed.
You furrowed your brows deeper, “who? Remus?” You guessed and he nodded, grabbing your shoulders and directing you towards where the lycanthrope was.
“There he is, the wanker!” He laughed pointing to Remus who was dancing rather stupidly, long arms going everywhere and hair disrupted.
“He’s the only one dancing?” You laughed incredulously.
James rolled his eyes and spoke up, “he’s the only one that’s in love with David Bowie.” At that moment, Golden Years by the man himself echoed throughout the common room. “See!”
You shook your head and stalked closer to your boyfriend with a low bye to the pair. “Good luck!” You heard him call with a bark of laughter and shove from James.
Remus had lost his sweater somewhere and was in a loose very old shirt that was stretched at the neck. “Golden years!” He sung drunkenly, and turned to see you approaching him with a funny smile.
Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, Angel
“My darling aaangeell!” His voice matched with the song and he wrapped his long arms around your waist, shoulders moving weirdly to the beat.
“Remus,” you laughed. “what is going on?” You widened your eyes as he started jumping up and down, moving your hips with his big hands.
He widened his eyes adoringly, “what’s going on is my dove won’t dance with me!” He grabbed your hand and spun you, bringing you back to his tall frame.
Nights are warm and the days are young
“Are yoouungg!” His voice deepened and slowed as his hands grabbed yours and moved them to the beat of the song he was singing.
You nodded with an exasperated laugh, “you want some water? I’ll dance with you after?”
He only shook his head with cute pout, “nooo, dance now! Water after!”
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
This time his voice became higher, slowing down, “her little sooouuul!” He hands tightened on your waist and moved them, bending down to watch your hips with his lips in a drunken smile.
You grabbed his arms with a slight blush and lifted him up, “ok Remus! Very nice falsetto there!”
“I know right,” he squinted one eye, “Dance with me dove!” He whined still jumping up and down.
“I promise I’ll have water after.” He hiccuped before his hands cupped your face.
“I need a pretty dance partner, please my love?” His bent down and pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Pretty, pretty, pretty,” he chanted moving to press a kiss to your lips.
You nodded, “okay, okay, one dance!” You held a finger up. “And after you’ll drink some water, ok?” You spoke to the boy whose attention was slowly fading.
His mouth dropped open with a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips as he mouthed the lyrics.
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
“Act fiiinneee!” His hair flopped in his face, almost covering his face as he stood to his full height and spun around you.
You laughed and covered your face, half embarrassed and half exasperated.
In turn, he grabbed your hands and made you jump around with him.
I'll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years
Remus pulled you closer and sung to you, “Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years!”
Gold
He let his body fall on top of you, holding half his weight before he picked you up and spun you around causing you to laugh loudly.
Some of these days, and it won't be long
Gonna drive back down where you once belonged
He dropped you back down and you saw James, Sirius, Lily, and a very drunk Peter watching you laughing.
James and Peter held up a thumbs up and Sirius and Lily cheered mockingly with loud claps.
You yelped when Remus brought you closer to his sweaty frame, panting heavily he kissed you like a man starved, body still moving slightly.
You separated from him startled with a large smile as cheers and whistles erupted from the common room. This was probably the most PDA you both had ever shown in front of so many people.
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years
“There's my baby, lost that's all!” He pointed to you and turned to a random boy and shook his startled form.
“Once I'm begging you save her little soul!”
Yours and Sirius’ loud bark of a laugh were the most audible as you dragged Remus off of the grinning boy with an apologetic wave that was quickly dismissed as Remus grabbed you again, spinning you madly.
“Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, aangeeell!” This time you sang earning a loud laugh from Remus.
“There we go dovey!” His accent became more prominent at his out of breath tone.
He spun around you again and wave his arms up as you copied him.
“I'll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years!” You both sung to each other dancing in front of each other.
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, Gold
He spun you and dipped you as James and Sirius now approached you dancing stupidly.
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Peter came with a bottle of fire whiskey moving rather weirdly, practically mumbling the lyrics with how drunk he was.
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
You all danced around each other, the most drunk of you all being Remus and Peter. Sirius’s hair was whipping all passers. James took the opportunity to dance with a protesting Lily and Peter stood swaying drunkenly.
You and Remus held hands as you moved each other to the beat and he brought you closer. “Thanks for dancing with me dove,” he said suddenly sounding slightly sober.
“Like I could’ve said no,” you smiled bringing him closer. “I love you Rem.”
He smiled widely, “I love you madly,” he rasped before kissing you in the middle of the common room filled with drunk dancing teens.
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop!
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shiftermia · 8 months
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— utter chaos
james potter x animagus!reader
platonic!marauders x animagus!reader
where James and Sirius interrupt yours, Peter’s, and remus’s study session in the most chaotic way possible. Accident or not.
a/n: idc idc Peter is a marauder too outside of canon. This is more of a ‘what it’s like being friends with the marauders’ than a James potter lovey one but oh well. You’re welcome A.
You don’t have to listen to the song, but I recommend that you do :))
Usually when you needed help on a subject, you went to library for a study session with Lily, Remus, and sometimes accompanied with Peter.
Today just so happened to be a day where Lily went on a date with Mary so Peter accompanied you. Sitting in the far corner of the library, studying for Potions and it’s upcoming O.W.L. you and Peter listened to Remus explain the process of making Liquid Luck.
“But the book says twelve! Why wouldn’t I listen to the author?!” Peter lowly shouted, gripping his hair in frustration.
“He literally wrote the book! Why would it be wrong, Remus?” You asked, laying your head in hands.
Remus sighed and rubbed his temples, feeling an oncoming headache from how many times you both had complained.
“It’s a typo, I asked professor slughorn and he said it was thirteen.” He patiently explained.
Peter slapped down his quill and shot back into his chair, “okay! So why didn’t he tell us that then, hmm?”
“I swear to all things holy they just want us to fail,” you said shaking your head.
Remus ran his hands in his hair and let them rest on his neck. “They don’t want you to fail, it was just a typo and I’m sure Slughorn will mention it.”
Peter squinted his eyes at Remus. “Why do I not believe yo—”
He was cut off by a pair of hands shaking his shoulders, “who would ever not believe our beloved Moony?”
A kiss on your cheek made you look away from Sirius and Peter to James’ face inches from yours. “How are you my lovely darling?”
He placed another kiss on your lips this time and you mumbled in between kisses. “I’m good, you?”
James smiled and placed another kiss on your forehead, “better now that I’m with you.”
Sirius made an offended sound and practically slammed his hands on the table earning a shush from Peter. “What do you mean!? Am I not good company? I thought you loved me James?”
James kneeled to the floor next to you and placed his arms on your thighs, “you are, I just like my darlings company better.”
You ran a hand through his messy curls, “aw Jamie, you’re so sweet.”
He gave you a dopey grin that was promptly wiped off when Sirius suddenly threw himself on him ruffling up his messy hair even more. “Aw Jamie poo, you’re so sweet and caring, you—”
“Shove off!” James pushed Sirius off him and stood up.
Sirius took himself off the floor and launched himself onto James again. “Take it back!”
The two boys started wrestling, laughing wildly and spinning around their little area. Peter hurriedly got up with his arms outstretched, “Shush! Shut up, stop it! Shh!”
“Oh my—” you cut yourself off with a shake of your head and a slight laugh from the sight of your boyfriend and his best friend.
Remus shook his head annoyed, “both of you, quit it. Now.” He said like a stern parent.
James and Sirius were progressively getting louder, now shoving each other. James hit one of the bookshelves, and for a moment you all thought it was going to fall but luckily it didn’t.
But that only got the boys more riled up.
“Ow! Don’t pull the hair, you wanker!” Sirius shouted jumping on James’s back and said boy spun around really fast with a shout.
“James! Stop it!” You tried intervening but you only ignored.
Peter jumped in his place slightly. “Shut up! Stop it! Shh! Shh!!” He glanced towards Remus, so he could say something.
Remus was now stood up with his brows raised and an arm stretched out, stressed as they almost dropped a bookshelf. “James, Sirius, quit it now and shut up!”
The taller boy shoved Sirius away with a loud belly laugh, making the boy hit a different bookshelf making it creak as it moved.
All of you froze as it leaned back slowly and then suddenly two loud bangs to resonated throughout the library and dust flew everywhere from two fallen bookshelves.
It was dead silent. James was panting heavily with a dying smile on his face, Sirius was on the ground in front of the fallen bookshelves with his hair covering half his face, Peter was frozen with his arms outstretched, Remus was bent slightly from the bangs that scared him, and you were still in your seat, mouth agape.
It seemed as if time stopped and the only thing to break the spell was a loud yell.
“WHAT IN MERLINS NAME WAS THAT?!”
At the sound of Madam Prince yelling, you all took your leave.
You, James, Sirius, and Peter changed into your animagus forms and took off.
“Wait! No fair! No fair! I can’t turn into one!” Remus scrambled to grab his tote bag and books before running after you all.
A stag, a black dog, a wildcat, a rat, and a tall lanky boy with scars ran through the castle halls in between students that were screaming, laughing, and gasping at the sight of you all causing complete and utter chaos.
“s’ cuse me! Sorry! Move out the way!” Remus yelled struggling to hold all his stuff as he ran.
The next hall over, Professor Mcgonagall furrowed her brows from the loud noises coming from the other hall.
She approached the corner when suddenly a stag appeared in front of her with a rat moving wildly on its antlers. The stag moved side to side before running away with a loud huff.
Next a black dog ran towards her loudly barking, causing her to move to the wall gazing at the three animals.
Then a wildcat ran and jumped on the wall she was against and leaped over her causing the professor to yelp and hold a hand to her chest.
Lastly a tall, sweaty boy, ran the corner panting, with his robes falling off his shoulders, and books nearly falling from his grip.
Professor Mcgonagall stuttered and held a hand in the air towards the boy. “Mr. Lupin? Mr. Lupin!”
Remus barely glanced back, “I’m sorry professor!” He rounded the corner with a loud ‘wait for me! It’s not fair!’ before Madam Prince rounded the corner too panting.
“I-I don’t—” the librarian cut herself off and gazed out the window along with the rest of the students where the unlikely group of animals ran past.
You guessed that Hogwarts had never seen such a group of animals with a panicky boy chasing after said animals very often.
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shiftermia · 8 months
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— sour wolf
remus lupin x reader
platonic!sirius black x reader
where sirius asked you to do his makeup and remus got jealous
a/n: fluffy, remus my love. If y’all have anything specific you want to read, I’ll take requests!
“And before you put on the eye shadow, you do the mascara first,” you explained to Sirius, who sat in front of you.
You weren’t that experienced with makeup but when Sirius commented how cool it would be to wear it, you couldn’t resist offering to teach him what little you knew.
“Why?” Sirius asked with furrowed brows, his eyes bright with interest.
You gestured for him to look up so you could do the mascara. “It’s different for everyone but I do it first cause if you mess up its easier to clean.”
Sirius smiled slightly looking up at his dorm ceiling, “I think I’m going to have to do that too.”
You shook your head a little, “it’s just till you get used to it,” you said softly putting the mascara away, now finished.
He licked his lips and avoided your eyes, “do you think I could borrow it sometimes?”
You smiled, nodding your head grabbing the eyelash curler, “yeah, these are for you, what are you talking about?”
Sirius widened his eyes in disbelief, “wait really?” You nodded your head and he barked a laugh. “But what about you? Aren’t these yours?”
You giggled grabbing his face and starting to curl his lashes, “I have more in my dorm, I’m just giving you these.”
“What would I do without a friend like you?” Sirius asked, laughs escaping his lips.
You grabbed your eyeshadow palette and faced him, “not have makeup, now what color?”
Sirius pursed his lips for a moment, looking at all the colors before pointing at a dark red one. “That one, I like that one.”
You sighed with a smile, “you really are a Gryffindor, close your eyes.”
Sirius smiled and tucked his long black hair behind his pierced ears. “That’s where I got placed, darling.”
You both laughed loudly at that, Sirius’s laugh sounding more like a bark.
“Don’t call me that, you flirt!”
Sirius shook his head and was about to say something else when the door opened rather roughly revealing your beloved boyfriend, Remus Lupin.
“Oh, don’t mind me, go back to flirting with each other.” He stormed to his bed and sat down on it, taking off his shoes.
You and Sirius gave each other a wide eyed look and faced Remus once again.
“Oi, whats got in your pants Moony boy?” Sirius exclaimed closing his eyes so you could finish his other eye.
Remus didn’t even turn around, “shut up, Sirius.”
“Don’t be such a sour wolf rem,” you sighed out, distracted on doing Sirius’ eye shadow.
Remus laid out on his bed and snatched his book. “M’ not a sour wolf.” He said grumpily.
“he’s just mad cause I’m hanging out with his darling, instead of him hanging with you, eh Remus?” Sirius called out looking in the mirror studying his makeup.
Remus glared at Sirius and you took that as a sign to get him out of the room before Sirius said anything else.
“Sirius, you want some lipstick?” You asked showing him the two that you brought. “Maroon or lipgloss?”
Sirius hummed and tilted his head, “I dunno, what’d ya think Moony?”
Remus glanced up annoyed, “get out, Sirius.”
Sirius simply nodded unbothered, “maroon it is, your so helpful Moony boy.”
You glanced at Remus to see him rolling his eyes and put the lipstick on his lips. “And now rub them… and your done!”
Sirius looked at himself in the mirror and smiled happily. “It’s perfect! You’re a doll!” He blew a kiss in your direction before running out the room, presumably going to the common room to show James his makeup.
You looked towards Remus to see him actively avoiding your gaze and sighed.
You left the makeup there for Sirius and walked to his bed. “Remus?”
The boy simply turned to the next page, ignoring as you climbed on the bed. “Reeemus?” You sang softly.
“What?” He asked, firmly keeping his eyes away from you. He would immediately cave if he did, how could he ever ignore someone with eyes like yours?
You leaned over him, “are you jealous?” You tilted your head, a strand your hair falling in your face.
“No,” he put down his book and played with your hair instead of looking in your eyes.
You lowered your head to meet his eyes, lips pulling to a grin that had him wanting to kiss you. “Remus?”
He sighed and stared up at you, “yes, dove?”
At the nickname you beamed and straddled his waist, leaning fully on his chest. “missed you today.”
Remus placed his big hands on the small of your back. “yea? Probably would’ve seen me sooner if you weren’t with Sirius.”
You scoffed and ran a hand over his neck, “you know Sirius would get with James before he got with me.”
Remus huffed a short laugh and ran a hand over your head. “You’re completely right, dovey.”
You sat up a little and caressed his face in between your hands. How was it that he was so breathtaking? Every time you looked at him, there was a pang in your chest, yelling at you to go to him.
You weren’t clingy with anyone, you couldn’t really hug any one without it being awkward on your end but with Remus it was different. You could spend all day in his long arms and never want to leave.
“Then why’d you get jealous?” You asked, lips hovering over his.
Remus stared at your lips. “What’d you mean? I didn’t get jealous.”
“Oh you didn’t?” You raised your eyebrows and moved your head slightly, Remus followed the movement and shook his head.
“It was an act.”
You hummed sarcastically, “oh it was?”
He licked his lips and put a hand on your chin, “it was just to get Sirius out of here, wanna have you all to m’self, dovey.”
You smiled and finally kissed him, lips together as if they were made for each other. Moving rather slow but passionate.
“I love you, grumpy.” You whispered in between kisses and he huffed a small laugh.
“m’ not grumpy.”
“Whatever you say, rem.”
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shiftermia · 8 months
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— an idea was born
james potter x reader
where james needed your attention and chose the fun way- for him
a/n: no warnings just fluff, you’re welcome, A
It was the beginning of another year at Hogwarts and luckily on that Saturday morning, it was warm enough to hangout at the Black Lake.
Students were littered about everywhere in tank tops, shorts, and their swimsuits.
And some of those students were you, your friends: Sirius, remus, Peter, Lilly, and Mary, and your excessively annoyingly hyper, lovable boyfriend, James.
Why was he annoying? one may ask, because he was currently tugging on your hair trying to get your attention.
You were laid out under the big willow tree by the black lake with Lily and Mary in front of you, and the rest of the Marauders sat next to you with James piled on top of you.
“Darling,” he whined, “m’ trying to show you this,” he tugged your hair again with his head nestled under yours.
“And I’m trying to have a conversation,” you gestured to Lily. “The hole in your shirt can wait,” any other day you would’ve just made a noise of acknowledgment and told him something but since it was a sunny day, you were hot and sweaty. Him laying on top of you also sweating, was not helping whatsoever.
He whined as you went back to your conversation and tried turning your head towards him with his nose. “Poppet, c’mon”
You glanced to Lily with wide eyes and a grin, “what?”
He looked up at you with those wide brown eyes, “pay attention to me.”
You nodded, now looking at him, “i am paying attention to you.”
He huffed dramatically and rolled his eyes, “y’know what I mean.”
You ran a hand threw his messy curls and pressed a kiss to his temple. “I’ll pay attention to you in a minute, go talk to the boys.”
He flopped down further on you, “ugh I don’t wanna talk to them, wanna talk to you!”
You simply stared at him adoringly, “in a minute, Jamie.” You turned back to Lily and felt him huff against your sweaty neck. “Sorry, anyway as I was saying…”
James tuned out your conversation with Lily and glanced towards his friends. Remus was reading, Sirius was sneakily hexing first years, laughing his arse off, and peter was trying- and failing- to finish his divination homework.
He looked away from his friends and looked around and saw a boy throw a girl in the Black lake. And thus an idea was born.
He suddenly got up, grabbing your attention as he did, and removed his wand, glasses, and shoes from his being.
“What’re you doing, James?” You asked exasperated, staring up at him.
He shrugged innocently, crawling over you, mindful of accidentally hurting you. “Nothin’ just getting comfortable.”
James wrapped his arms around your waist and look the liberty of acting as his was going to lay down again. Once you started talking to Lily again, he took his mark.
He suddenly lifted you up, causing you to let out a squeal and laugh. Once you noticed he was running full speed towards the Black Lake, you started hitting his shoulders.
“No! James No! I’m still in my clothes!” He ignored your futile attempts and laughed wildly, struggling to hold you, as you were trying to get him to drop you.
With a shout from both of you, one of dismay and one of excitement, James jumped in the lake.
Once you both resurfaced, you hit his arm. “It’s not funny, now I’m soaked!” You shouted with a slight laugh at the end.
You couldn’t hold it back when James was struggling to stay afloat from his loud belly laughs.
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shiftermia · 8 months
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— stress forgotten
james potter x fem reader
james had a stressful quidditch practice, thankfully you’re there.
a/n: for A, who wanted something similar to my last post
James opened the door to his dorm to see only his girl curled up in his bed, reading a book that she’d read probably a thousand times.
“Hey, Jamie,” she said with a grin and he gave her a tired smile. “Hey poppet,” he replied, taking off his sweaty quidditch jersey with a sigh.
The girl put down her book and watched him with furrowed brows. “What’s wrong?”
He shook his head, his curls messy and glasses on the edge of his nose. “Just quidditch darling, don’t know how we’re ever going to win.”
She hummed in acknowledgement, watching as he grabbed his things to have a shower, his stressed movements being so obvious to her. She got up from her comfortable position and went up to his much larger form, grabbing his things from his hands.
“What’re you doing, love?” He asked as she put his things in the bathroom and turned off the light, the only thing on being the lamp next to his bed.
“C’mere,” she grabbed his large hands and dragged him to the middle of the room. She put her arms around his neck, his automatically going to her waist. She tucked her head under his chin, started swaying them slowly, and she hummed that song she’d made up.
He closed his eyes, pressed a kiss to the crown of her head, and listened to her humming, feeling the vibration against his chest.
“Darling, I’m… with you all the time.” She quietly hummed, playing with the ends of his hair.
“Cant you see, I long to be…” his shoulders slumped, tension seeping out of him and his stress forgotten as his listened to her.
“with you all the time.”
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shiftermia · 8 months
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— with you all the time
remus lupin x fem reader
remus has a nightmare, luckily you’re there with your song.
a/n: this is my first post and I just watched don’t worry darling and got inspired, enjoy
Remus shot up with a low yelp, breathing heavily from the nightmare he’d just had. Grayback’s horrid face still fresh in his mind.
The girl next to him, sat up from where she fell when he moved so suddenly. She placed one hand on his scarred back and the other curled around under his arm to his chest.
“Hey, you ok?” She groggily asked tucking a stray piece of hair behind his ear.
He glanced at her guiltily and shook his head, this wasn’t a rare occurrence but it didn’t happen often. “m’ sorry.” He whispered rubbing his eyes rather roughly.
The girl shook her head and tugged him back to the bed, this time Remus resting his head on her chest. She combed her fingers through his hair and started humming that song she always sang.
At the sound of it, Remus nestled his head further to her cold neck, sighing heavily. His heart slowing down as he focused on the vibration of her humming.
“Darling, I’m,” she hummed quietly. “With you all the time.”
Remus closed his eyes and pressed a kiss to her jaw and neck as she continued quietly. So very quiet so no one else could hear but them.
“can’t you see, I long to be…” she bent her head and pressed a kiss to his warm forehead.
“with you all the time.”
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