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inkdrinkerworld · 15 days

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Dealer!remus tucking your hair behind your ear while you're sparking up so you don't burn it.

(Dealer!remus is so important to me)

Not me blushing reading this!!!

Your hands are shaking as you place the blunt between your lips and hold the torch lighter in your hands.

This isn’t the first time you’ve smoked either Remus, it’s not even the second, but you can smell his cologne and his laundry detergent and it’s messing with your head.

Remus chuckles as you click the lighter and it flickers out, making you groan and lean forward over it a little more.

Remus is in a pair of sweatpants and a tight fitting shirt and you’re in a pretty orange dress that hits about mid thigh.

The expanse of your thigh exposed, shiny skin on full display makes Remus want to lay his hand on it and squeeze it but he figures that might make you light your hair on fire.

Speaking of that, when you finally get the torch to remain lit, there’s a strand of hair that curls towards it and Remus moves fast.

“Shit,” he mumbles, his hand reaching up to tuck it behind your ear. “Atta girl.” He coos as you inhale and smoke billows out with your exhale.

“Remus,” you whine his name as you take another hit and the man knows exactly what you mean to say by it because all he does is give you a little smile.

“What, dove?” He says it so smoothly, his voice a little rough and husky from his own blunt and it makes you shut your eyes to escape his soft gaze.

“You’re very mean to me.” You say as you sigh, smoke fogging your porch.

“Mean to you? I wouldn’t dream of it, pretty girl.” His hand drops to your thigh then, squeezing a little a smiling impishly when your breath hitches. “Be careful you choke, dove.”

You open only one eye to glare at him, finding a huge smile on his face which only makes you bite back your own and shove his hand off you playfully.

“Here have the rest of it, my head’s all cloudy already.” Remus doesn’t finish it off, he lets the paper burn till the heat dissipates and sets it in the ashtray.

“I don’t think it’s the smoke that’s got your head all foggy,” he says, tucking another strand behind your ear making your cheeks blaze.

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vxntagedior · 1 year

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if i ever talk to you that way

summary | remus is concerned about the reaction you gave to him after he pulled a prank on you, based on this tiktok

pairing | dealer!remus lupin x fem!reader

warning | angst, fluff, grumpy/sunshine, mentions of slapping

word count | 1.0k

Profanities weren’t anything new to Remus, they had been integrated into his vocabulary since he could remember. Along with that, hearing him swear wasn’t anything new to you, you heard it constantly when he talked to people who came to buy from him.

But that tough personal, would wash away whenever he was around you. The brute dealer who turns into mush when he’s around you. Remus liked to keep you and the rest of his world separate, he didn’t want you around all the stuff he did, and made a promise to himself that he would never talk to you the way he would talk to the deadbeats who came to buy.

James and Sirius made fun of him constantly, saying that he was just puddy whenever you were around. And each time, he’d curse them out saying they would be the same if they had someone like you in their life.

He couldn’t taint someone like you when his profession, constantly Remus thought if you were truly right in the mind being with him, and though hearing you reassure him endlessly, making sure you told him ‘I love you’ at least once a day, Remus still couldn’t believe what he ever did to deserve you.

Remus lavished you, made sure you had everything you wanted and more, because he was happy when you were happy.

“Fuck off!” Remus swore at his best friend (even though you were his actual best friend). “I’m not doing that to her.”

James and Sirius had met you a handful of times and they could tell how sweet Remus was on you, and after seeing how Remus acts around everyone else, they wanted to do a little test.

Sirius was the first to think of it. He remembered how you liked making dinner for Remus when he came home. Remus never asked, never requested anything, just eating whatever you made because he hadn't had a home cooked meal in a long time.

James had practically set up the whole situation, when he came home, calling you a bitch, while asking you what's for dinner. Remus stared in horror at his friends, he couldn’t do that to you, he couldn’t call any bad name. Both boys were even shocked when Remus agreed, though they now owe Remus something in the future.

Driving home that night, Remus contemplated actually going through with it. He loved you and could never do that to you, but he truly wanted to see how you would react to him.

Pulling into the driveway, turning the engine off, Remus’s hands were still on the steering wheel. Seeing the curtains open, letting him look through the window, seeing you in the kitchen, moving around the kitchen, prepping for dinner.

“She’s tough.” He muttered to himself, Remus taught you to make sure to stand up for yourself, making sure you don’t take shit from anyone. “She’ll put me in my place.”

Hearing the door open, and the footsteps coming closer and closer, just as you were about to speak, Remus beat you to it.

“Bitch, what’s for dinner?” Remus was already wincing at his tone.

Your eyes widened, turning away from the stove to face him. Remus watched the hopeful glimmer in your eye fade away, your entire face fallen. Composing yourself together, not wanting to cry in front of him, you answered meekly.

“Grilled cheese.” It came out as a whisper, letting the air travel your words.

Just for a split second, Remus looked at you before his eyes softened. You had looked scared of him, your body was shielding itself from him.

“If I ever.” Remus started, trying not to have his voice waver, he felt terrible in that moment, not being the person he promised you would be, because right now, you looked scared of him. “Ever, talk to you that way, you smack me right across the face.”

Your eyes finally shifted to his, hearing the sincere voice in his voice, the pleading look in his eyes, just wanting to say something to him.

“Okay?” He finished, still not hearing a word from you, scared to death that you’d just leave him in the kitchen alone.

“Okay.” You answered, still in that soft voice, like you were scared to raise your voice any louder.

Remus strided across the kitchen, coming up to you, pulling you into him. Tightly wrapping his arms around you, your face pressed against his chest. Finally feeling you wrap your arms around him, he let out a deep breath, one that he didn’t know what he was holding.

Pulling away from you, bringing his hand up to your face, thumb tucked under your jaw, the rest of his hand resting against your cheek, caressing your skin softly.

“Do it.” He whispered. You looked back up at him confused, “Smack me.”

“Rem I can’t do that.” You shook your head rapidly, “It’s okay, I understand but-”

“Please.” He closed his eyes, “For a split second, you looked scare of me, I never want to make you scared of me again.”

You never answered, Remus closing his eyes awaiting his fate. Feeling a small brush against his cheek, he peeked open his eyes, “You practicing?”

He tried to lighten up the situation.

“I did it, I slapped you.” You answered.

“Love, you brushed your fingers against my cheek.” He closed his eyes, a grin forming on his lips.

“That was.” You protested, not wanting to argue, he just agreed, finally unwrapping his around you.

“You okay dove?” He asked, not wanting to leave the situation with unanswered questions, “You know I’d never intentionally wanted to do that to you, James and Sirius thought of the idea.”

“Seems like them.” You hummed, turning back flipping your grilled cheese, smiling at the little charred pieces.

Coming up behind you, Remus rested his chin on your shoulder, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“Do I still get dinner?”

Twisting your head to the side, he looked like a puppy who had been caught clawing at the couch.

“Of course.” You pressed a kiss to his chin, “Can never stay mad at you.”

fin.

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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for multiverse monday i can’t decide if dealer!remus is superior or if rockstar!sirius is superior they both sound perfect to me

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

dealer!remus definitely kisses you with a mouthful of smoke and teases you when you choke on it - the kiss is so sensual and intimate and it's probably got a little bit of tongue but then he's pulling away and the smoke has your breath catching in your lungs and your eyes are watering and you're coughing and he's chuckling about how 'you oughta be better at this by now, dove.'

rockstar!sirius takes you along with him on tour and the rest of his bandmates like you lots, but they realize very quickly that this was a mistake because you and sirius can't keep your hands off of each other and so they're constantly having to take walks whenever the two of you wanna fuck because the tour bus they rented is not big enough for you to have privacy

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zvdvdlvr · 1 day

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fuckin need dealer remus or i’ll die

“rem you know i have a high tolerance,” you mused, resting your head against the headboard of your shared bed.

“I know, dove, but this is strong.” You just sighed in response and closed your eyes. It was about 11 at night last you’d checked, and you were fighting sleep. Normally you try to stay away from smoking this late at night because you had work in the morning, but lately sleep had been evading you.

“Please, baby,” you asked, knowing he’d still probably say no.

That’s why you were surprised to hear your boyfriend groan. “Merlin dove,” he mumbled, fumbling for the lighter in his jacket pocket. He tossed you the lighter and finished wrapping a blunt. Remus’s lanky form moved quickly in the dark room, approaching your open arms. “I need to get better at saying no to you,” he murmured as he softly placed the joint between your lips. “Breathe, pretty,” he whispered, lighting up.

Your eyes closed as you inhaled. Smoke filled your lungs and you held it there for a moment. Then you took the blunt put of your mouth and moved your lips to Remus’s and blew into his mouth.

Remus groaned at your action, pressing his lips to yours as he seemed to devour you whole. His hands fell onto your hips as he guided you into his lap. Your lips wrapped around the blunt once more again, feeling a proverbial weight being lifted off your shoulders as Remus stared at you, in a trance as you blew smoke into his mouth.

He wondered why he ever thought saying no to you was such a bad idea.

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star-writes-sometimes · 2 months

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green butter

word count - 2.2k

c.w. - drug use (marijuana, edibles), reader is said to be shorter than remus, idiots in love, pining, implied insecure reader

a/n - i don’t know if i liked how this turned out so i may rewrite and change the ending idk yet

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you could hear remus snoring from where you were in the kitchen. the rest of your apartment was silent except for the soft snores. if you ever tried to mention it when he was awake, remus would always deny that he made any kind of noise when he slept, instead choosing to tease you about your habit of sleep talking when you’ve had too much to drink.

you were doing the dishes, cleaning up from making green butter earlier in the day. remus had been out the night before with sirius and james and he was exhausted. he was in your apartment for less than 10 minutes before he passed out on your couch.

you finished cleaning the last mixing bowl and left it on the drying rack. you dried your hands on a tea towel, threw it over your shoulder and made your way to your living room. you collapsed on the comfy armchair closest to the kitchen and simply watched remus sleep.

as if he could feel your gaze on him, he twitched in his sleep and rolled over so you could no longer see his face. you huffed in annoyance and used your sock covered foot to reach out and poke his shoulder.

“wake up please lupin.”

he just groaned and shifted tiredly.

“pleaaaseeee.”

he exhaled sharply and lifted his head up, his annoyed gaze meeting your amused one.

“good morning starshine. the earth says hello!”

“i prefer gene wilder.” remus runs a hand over his scarred face.

“i like ‘em both,” you moved to tuck your feet under you, “makes me feel bad choosing between two things.”

“really?” he smirked, “who do you prefer out of james and sirius?”

“well currently sirius cause he helped me do my makeup a few days ago but it changes depending on which one annoys me less.”

“good choice. james probably would’ve poked your eye out.” he finally sat up, smiling lazily at you, “whats the time?”

“it’s around five so you successfully napped through the afternoon.”

“good that was the aim.” remus stretched, lifting his shirt up slightly, exposing his happy trail.

“do you want dinner, love?”

“no thanks, bunny, but i’ll take some cookies if you’ve got any.”

“i actually need to make some for james and i was gonna make extra,” you paused to yawn, “but i seemed to have misplaced my motivation.”

“aww c’mon bunny,” he got off the couch and knelt in front of your chair, “please make some cookies.”

you tried desperately not to give into his masterful puppy dog eyes, “i thought you were too tired to do anything.”

“i had my nap, now i want time with my super awesome amazing girl who makes the most awesome amazing oatmeal weed cookies.” he pouted up at you, pulling you hand towards him and kissing it, “please baby?”

your resolve couldn’t crumble quicker, “fine, move you big lug i’ll go get started.”

you pushed him aside and walked back into the kitchen while remus trailed behind you closely.

"rem love, can you grab the sugar please?" you asked while pulling the eggs and butter.

"mhmm." he hummed in response.

you grabbed the vanilla extract and a bowl and started to cut up the butter into cubes.

remus came up behind you and placed the sugar on the counter then wrapped his arms around you.

"ooo green butter," he placed his chin onto your shoulder, pressing into you completely.

"yeah i made it earlier."

remus reached his hand around a grabbed a cube and quickly popped it in his mouth, "tastes great, bunny."

you swatted him on the side, "don't eat the butter."

"hey that's abuse." he grabbed another bit of butter and popped it into his mouth.

"remus if you eat the butter you'll get high before the cookies are even ready."

"no i won't," he ate another cube, "i'm not a lightweight like you."

"i'm not saying you're a lightweight, love."

he reached for another piece of butter but you slapped his hand before he could grab it.

"whats with all the abuse today?" he asked.

"go sit down and stop eating butter," you pointed to one of the kitchen stools on the other side of the bench you were working at.

remus watched you intently as you made the cookies. whenever you turned your back momentarily though, he would reach across and sneak another cube of the homemade butter.

eventually, once you got the first batch of cookies in the oven you start to clean up, including putting away all the ingredients.

“rem?”

“hmmm?”

“did you eat more butter?”

“you have no proof of that.”

“i made 500g of butter. i used 250g. there should be 250g left. this isn't 250g.”

“how can you tell that just by looking at it?”

“remus i'm a baker. i do this professionally.”

remus smiled guiltily, “whoops? i’m sorry i’ll help you make more butter tomorrow”

“rem, i couldn't give less of a fuck about the butter, i’m worried about how high you're about to get.”

“i told you, i am not a lightweight i'm not gonna get high off some butter.”

you roll your eyes and finish cleaning up the kitchen, “whatever you say remsy.”

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forty two minutes later and remus was face down on your kitchen floor.

he groaned loudly as you took the third batch of cookies out of the oven. the room already smelled of a pleasant mix of weed and fresh baked cookies but opening the oven intensified it, hurting remus' already sore brain.

“it's cold, my face is cold, it's on something cold, the room smells, smells like a headache.” he babbled, voice muffled slightly by the ground.

“you are face first on the tiles, that's why your face is cold and the headache you smell is weed."

“ngh, no,” he protested and rolled over onto his back, “weed smells like awesome and this is a headache smell, are you baking a headache?”

you couldn't help the giggle that escaped you as you look down at his confused face, “you've overdone it, remmy.”

“noooo,” he whined and covered his face, “‘m not a lightweight.”

“you're not, darling,” you cooed and sat down on the floor next to him. you gently ran your hand through his hair.

he opened his eyes at the touch but immediately hissed and squinted, “bright light, there's a real bright light, i think i'm dying.”

you looked up at the ceiling and tried not to laugh, “that's the kitchen light, and the dying feeling is, once again, the weed.”

he rapidly sat up after you said that and stared at you intensely, “the weed is doing this to me?”

you couldn't help the giggle that slipped through, “yes, love.”

he looked very serious and glared at the ground before he muttered, “that fuckin' giraffe was right.”

it was your turn to be confused, “giraffe- do you mean harold?”

“that scary fucker was right.”

“you were scared of harold the giraffe?”

“he was tall and i couldn't trust his eyes.” he said with such a strong gaze you almost forgot how ridiculous the conversation was, “is he coming to take me?”

“h-harold? you think harold is coming to take you?”

“yeah, i broke his rules, i did drugs and now i'm paying the price, he's gonna come for me.”

you turned your head to laugh silently, not wanting to mock him (while he was like this, you were definitely mocking him in the morning), “love, harold won't come for you, and even if he did you're not a kid anymore, you're tall too.”

he nodded, like he understood, “yeah i’m tall, i could take that skinny twat.” he nodded, seemingly calm. until he once again jolted and looked at you extremely seriously, “you're short.”

“thank you for noticing rem,” you said, slightly sarcastically.

“harold will come for you because he knows i care about you. he'll take you from me.” he said in a panicky tone.

your touched by his care for you but also recognise the absurdity of what he's saying, “remmy, i promise i’m safe, i'm here with you.”

he gave you a look of determination and nodded. as quick as he could in his intoxication he wrapped his arms around your middle and re-laid down on the floor with you.

“remmy, what are you doing?” you asked, curious, not bothered by his actions.

“protecting you.” he said, voice muffled from where it was buried in your neck.

“hmm thank you,” you hummed out.

he held on tightly and quietly sat there holding you for a few blissful minutes, but the biting cold of the tiles wasn't the most comfortable in the february weather.

“remus, lovie?”

he tapped you as his way of responding, not loosening his grip.

“can we go to bed?”

he squeezed you tighter, “‘m not tired and i need to protect you.”

“i'm tired baby,” you said with a slight breathy laugh.

“i need you to be safe,” he mumbled against your neck.

“we'll stay together the whole time.”

“promise?” he said softly.

“pinky promise.”

at that he slowly rolled off of you but he made sure his hand was touching some part of you at all time - like he was scared you would disappear.

you went to your bedroom with remus following close behind, your fingers tightly threaded together. when you both stopped, remus re-wrapped his arms around you tightly, his large hands going underneath your loose tshirt.

“rem,” you whined softly, “what are you doing now?”

“‘m not close enough to you, need to get closer,” he mumbled and kissed the top of your head.

you giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck, “i don’t think we can get much closer than this.”

“sure we can bunny,” he said with a hint of mischief in his tone, “we can be much closer,”

“we already see each other everyday, spend most of our free time together, and-” his thumb rubbed against your ribs causing you to giggle slightly, “and that. how much closer can we be?”

you looked up at him just in time to see his smirk. he pressed a kiss to your temple and used his free hand to brush your hair behind your ear, “nowhere near close enough,” he said softly and kissed your cheek.

you held your breath. his touch made you shiver. your skin erupted in goosebumps and you leaned closer to him. he gripped your chin and looked into your eyes.

his eyes were bloodshot.

he was high.

you stepped back slightly at the reminder. you grabbed his hands in your own and led him towards your bed, “c’mon rem, bedtime.”

he scrunched his eyebrows together, confused, “what? bunny, i want us to be closer.”

“you’re high, love, you’ll feel different in the morning,” you said softly, trying to hide the disappointment in your voice.

“no, i won’t, why do you never believe me?” he asked.

“because you only say this stuff when you’re high.”

he slumped over with his forehead resting on your shoulder, “‘m not saying it cause i’m high, the high makes me say the truth.”

you swallowed the lump in your throat and pulled away from him. you sat down on your bed and patted the spot next to you. he smiled dopily and sat next to you. as soon as he sat he feel backwards, laying on your bed and groaning slightly.

you let out a breathy laugh and shook your head, “you can’t even sit up.”

“you keep me stable.”

“i’m also the one enabling your edible addiction.”

“it doesn’t matter that you’re enabling me ‘cause you always take care of me.”

you laid down next to him and face him. he clumsily pulled the blanket over you both and let his hand rest of the side of your face.

“my pretty little bunny, i’ll make you believe me one day,” he promised. he wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you close.

you looked at his pretty face, his messy sandy blonde hair, his bloodshot eyes. you wished you could believe him. you wrapped your arms around him and snuggled into his chest. you could at least pretend.

he kissed your cheek and held you tightly, “nice and close bunny, i gotta protect you and make you feel loved.”

you melt into him and laugh softly, “protect me?”

“don’t know if that giraffe is comin’ for us.”

“well we can’t have that now can we.”

it was silent for a few moments.

“what do giraffe’s eat?”

“mostly leaves i think, why, love?”

“i don’t like being scared that you’ll be hurt, we should set a trap tomorrow.”

“for harold?”

“yes, you can bake something and i’ll construct a gaint moustrap for the slimy fucker.”

you tried desperately to keep your giggles to yourself, “that’s a job for the morning.”

“i know, you go to sleep, bunnies need lots of rest.”

“goodnight remmy.”

“goodnight bunny.” he kissed your cheek again, “love you.”

you swallowed the lump in your throat once more, “love you too.”

you could pretend it was real.

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reysdriver · 1 year

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thinkin about how stoner!remus would def keep his pod warmed up by putting it under your boob

Remus can't keep his hands out of your shirt while you're smoking together — dealer!remus x fem!reader

warnings: weed smoking, kind of sexual teasing

words: 0.3k

a/n: omg hannah I'm back and writing again I needed a lil drabble like this so thank youu <3

Your eyes were trained on the swirling cloud of smoke you just exhaled. This was your first time using a pen; before this, Remus had only given you joints or edibles. You had to admit that the unique smoke patterns that came with using a pen were fascinating you right now.

Then Remus blew out a cloud of smoke towards yours so you could be entertained by it for even longer.

You were sitting next to him wearing your own shorts but his oversized jumper, practically melting into Remus' side before you even got high. He pulled you closer to him, his hands holding your sides. You didn’t think anything of his actions—he always wanted you as close as can be when you got high together—until his hands started sneaking under the fabric and onto your chest.

Something other than his fingers touched you just below your breast and you flinched lightly. He pulled his hand away to show that it was just his weed pen in his hand.

“I need to keep it warm, love.” He explained mischievously.

“Put it in your pants, then.” You suggested while snuggling back against his torso.

“But I just need to keep it against your tits.” He whined jokingly. “Look, they’re like magnets! How could you deny this poor pen from a power like that?”

He kept trying to worm his hands under the hoodie, and you kept slapping them away—even though you secretly wanted his hands on your chest.

“Remmy, it’s just an excuse to get your hands on my tits!”

“I’m not denying that.” Remus was now desperate, making the cutest puppy dog eyes you’ve ever seen on him. “Please, let me keep it warm against your chest?”

And who were you to deny him when he was like this? You lifted your arms, taking away the barrier you had made. “As long as keeping your pen warm is all you have in mind.”

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remusslove · 1 year

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CAN WE GET MORE DEALER REM LETTING READER SMOKE WHEN SHES WIRH HIM AND THERE AT SIRUIS PLACE

OFCCCC

“Just take it slow darling, there ya go” remus said holding the blunt for you. His cock stirred in his pants seeing you suck on the blunt he just rolled.

You exhaled the smoke you inhaled slowly, your dazed eyes becoming hooded. “Like that remmy?” You asked him seeking for his approval.

“Mhm good job baby” he muttered leaning down and placing a kiss on your forehead. “Finally let her smoke?” Sirius asked with a mockingly grin.

Remus shot him a glare causing him to put his hands up jokingly before grabbing his bong. “Whatever lovebirds” he teased before placing his lips on the bong.

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dreamsofjanuary · 1 year

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‘love’ | r.l

notes: inspired by everyone under the dealer!remus hashtag, i love everything there 🫶🏻🫶🏻

warnings: dealer!remus, reader is high (weed), slightly anxious!reader, pet names (love, baby), fluffy

the knock on the door made you jump. blinking slowly, you got up off of the sofa and made your way towards the door. you felt as though you were walking through cobwebs. a pleasant surprise - remus was at the door.

“hi, rem.” you said softly, wrapping your lazy arms around his torso before you could let him in the door.

“hi, baby. you alright?” he pulled away, holding you by the shoulders so he could get a good look at you. you didn’t look upset. in fact, he knew all too well what your heavy lidded eyes meant.

“‘m a bit high.” you confessed, playing with your jumper.

“i can see that.” he paused, waiting for you to speak, but you didn’t. “want to let me in?”

you nodded, stepping aside so that he could walk in and close the door behind him. wordlessly, he took your hand and led you to the sofa, plopping down with a sigh. immediately, you crawled into his lap, curling up with your head on his shoulder.

“‘m sorry.” you mumbled, playing with his fingers gently.

“why are you sorry?” he moved his head to look down at you.

“took your weed without asking.”

“i left some here for you, remember?” he was referring to the time he came over last week, and left some weed for you. “i just need you to tell me if you have some. but i’m not mad at you, love.”

“sorry.”

“it’s okay, love. i promise.” he craned his neck downwards so that he could kiss your forehead gently. his baby always worried too much.

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yellowroseswrites · 1 year

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mini blurbs to make up for having to wait till I get back home to post full fics-

dealer/stoner!Remus Lupin x Reader -

"Breathe Dove"

[reader wants to smoke to avoid her own mind, Remus doesn't like that idea. TW- overthinking, mentions of drvgs, allusion to panic attack. Reader has enough hair for a ponytail.]

You were stressed. You were always stressed, but today was especially bad. You weren't even quite sure why. The only thing you wanted was to lay in your boyfriends arms, and well, maybe smoke a little. He would let you, of course. He loves you, he wouldn't tell you no, would he?

You got home to a lovely Remus sitting on the couch waiting patiently for you. You quickly made your way over to him, your body finding its way to his as you wrapped your arms around him.

"Remy," You whined, "Can you roll me one of those things." You couldn't even think of the terminology, you just knew that you needed something to distract yourself with.

Remus looked down at you and sat you down on the couch that he was on. He turned his head slightly, "And why do you need that dove?" He was genuinely confused, you never had much interest in smoking before.

"I dont know," you admitted, "I just need something."

Remus started to get concerned, "How about we get you something to eat instead?"

Your faced scrunched up as you shook your head, "Please?"

"No," Remus said, "Not tonight okay?"

You knew he was doing the right thing. You knew you shouldn't, but man, his no made you mad. It was too much, you had a long day and now your boyfriend wants to control you. He wants to make decisions for you. He can't do that. He can't tell you what not to do, he isn't the boss of you. You can do whatever you want, you can make your own decisions.

"Hey, hey, hey," Remus' hand was on your shoulder, "Breathe Dove"

You blinked once, twice, three times and looked into his eyes.

"It's okay love just breathe. How about we get some rest yea?"

You didn't even answer before he grabbed your hand and led you to his bed. He grabbed a ponytail from the nightstand and gently tied your hair up. He pulled the blankets over you after you made yourself comfortable. He turned the lights off and laid down, placing a quick kiss on your cheek before finally relaxing next to you.

-short and rushed, if you want a super short blurb within the next 3 days, feel free to send an ask, just specify its for this and not a full request. Love you all, stay safe :) -

#comfort fics #yellowroseswrites #x reader #x reader fic #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x you #comfort blurb #dealer!remus

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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can u do a drug dealer remus thing where he leaves the room for a bit and reader sees his gun on the table and starts to mess w it cause she’s never rlly seen one in person and he comes back pissed bc she could hurt herself

¡ marauders masterlist !

dealer!remus rushes straight for your hand, brow furrowed as a look of disappointment settled onto his face, “what’ve i told you about touching things down here when m’not around, bunny?”

You looked up at him innocently, “oh, I’m sorry. just never seen one before.”

He sighed, giving your hand a slap as he pulled the weapon from you, “a pretty girl like you doesn’t need to be seeing things like this anyway.”

You watched as Remus tucked the gun into his waistband, lifting his sweater to conceal it under the fabric. Your gaze settled on the scarred skin before he let the sweater drop, “well, why do you have one?”

“I need it,” he responded curtly, taking a seat next to you and pulling out a joint. He lit it quickly and looked over at you, as if he could sense the question you were about to ask.

“For what?”

He sighed again, taking a long drag and letting it go as he turned to face you, “things. doesn’t concern you. Now quit askin’ so many questions.”

You pouted, “I wanna know. Maybe I can help you, remmy.”

He shook his head as he took another drag. He held the smoke in his lungs as he reached for your face and pulled you close, inhaling the smoke into your mouth as your eyes fluttered shut. You inhaled just as he had taught you and let it go with a shaky breath.

Remus smirked slightly at the dazed look in your eyes, “just keep sittin’ pretty f’me, hm?”

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inkdrinkerworld · 3 months

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thinking about dealer!remus meeting autistic!reader for the first time and just being so enamored and in love immediately

Your nose turns up just as Remus sparks the blunt and for a second he thinks the girl Sirius and James have been raving about is a load of shit- then you look up at him.

“Why does it smell so awful if it makes you feel really good?”

Realistically you know the scent has nothing to do with its efficacy, but it’s something you’ve often wondered.

Before Remus can really answer, “Did you know that sun bears are actually found in South Asia, so Winnie the Pooh wouldn’t have ever been just roaming around in Hartfield.”

He chuckles despite himself, and then takes a drag of his blunt.

“Didn’t know that, what else do you know about them?”

It inspires an almost twenty minute long tangent and when you’ve realized you’ve monopolized all his time you get this bashful almost ashamed look to you that Remus thinks needs to be replaced with a smile.

That thought catches him so off guard that he pauses for a long moment without saying a word.

“How do you know so much about sun bears?” He doesn’t know it but your heart soars at the fact that he’s even remembered what type of bears you’re talking about.

“I had a really intense Winnie the Pooh phase as a kid.”

“Why was he yellow if he was meant to be a sun bear?” Remus’ questions another snowball answer, and he finds himself hanging on to your every word.

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ylohnu · 1 year

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im just thinking about dealer!remus and being his gf. like you cant roll for SHIT (cause obviously he does it for u cause ur a princess) but every time he comes home he sees you, eyes squinting and tongue poking out of you lips in concentration, rolling a shitty j for him as a welcome home gift. it has enough air in the paper to light a fuckin fire but he still accepts it and just smiles at you like a doof uHg

#marauders #remus lupin #dealer!remus #dealer!remus x reader #uhhhhh if i could get me thoughts out in writing itd be over for u #i just love him sm #need him to smoke me out

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ddejavvu · 1 year

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Stoner rem or Lilly mixing your roll with lavender and other herbs to help with your insomnia <33

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

You feel sleepy all of a sudden. Not bad sleepy, not scary, chest-tightening, breath-taking sleepy, but calm, sweet, drowsy sleepy. Your head lands on Lily's shoulder as you exhale a puff of smoke, involuntarily so as it slips out in a yawn.

"Tired, dove?" Remus chuckles warmly, his own blunt perched between his lips.

"M-hm," You nod, your cheek rubbing against the corduroy strap of Lily's overalls, "What are you putting in this weed?"

"Lavender." Lily informs you, and your brows furrow at her serious answer to your joke, "And other herbs. All safe, sweetheart." Her hand comes up to caress your cheek, skin smooth and soft, "I heard you tossing and turning last night."

"And your eyes are baggy," Remus nods, "Lily said that would work."

"It did," You groan, passing your joint off to Lily to snuff out, favoring instead to rub your face against her shoulder, pressing at your aching eyes as you get comfortable, "I hope you're strong, because you're going to have to carry me to bed."

"I can do it," Remus smiles, and it's the last thing you see before you let your eyes drift shut, "Sweet dreams, dovey."

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sunflowerxthoughts · 1 year

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So imagine dealer!Remus and you get back from a party you both got invited to, and while Rem doesn't feel like it'll be safe for you to smoke and wander in some rando's party you get to sneak a few a drinks

And you are okay, you really are until the alcohom really hits you and as soon as he sees it he is taking you home. He is not even mad, but he knows that you'd rather be safe than sorry.

And while you are still giggly he just rolls himself a joint and puts your head in his lap.

"You sure you don't feel sick, dove?"

"'M fine Remmy, promise." And suddenly you feel like he is so much prettier than usual. So you just grab him by the hand and go "Dance with me? Please?"

And of course he does because even if he's high just as much as you are drunk he won't pass the oportunity to dance with you in the living room, or the kitchen.

And he loves it. He loves the way you put your cold hands under his sweater, he loves how your mascara is a little smudged and he just loves you.

You and forever you. Because you are each other's persons and as hard as he's worked in himself to believe he deserves a love like yours, he is not willing to let you go anytime soon.

#remus lupin dialogue #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin angst #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin prompt #dealer!remus #dealer!remus lupin

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star-writes-sometimes · 2 months

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masterlist

marauders ♡

✦ - means part of the dealer!rem and baker!reader verse

remus lupin ☆

look after each other - ✦ idiots in love, fluff

stupid - ✦ idiots in love, fluff

green butter - ✦ idiots in love, fluff

james potter ☆

james potter smutty imagine - just smut. soft self indulgent smut.

bullet train

tangerine fics ☆

blue christmas - fem!reader, angst to fluff, established relationship, dad!tan and mum!r

insomnia, tea and clockwork oranges - gn!reader, fluff, pining, falling asleep together

bullying and cuddles - fem!reader, fluff, pining, falling asleep together, almost the exact same fic as insomnia tea and clockwork oranges because its my favourite trope

white death fics ☆

safe with you - fem!reader, hurt comfort, established relationship

#remus lupin x reader #dealer!remus x baker!reader #tangerine x reader #the white death x reader #james potter x reader

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reysdriver · 1 year

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dealer!remus taking care of r who has never smoked before.

Remus makes sure your first time smoking weed is as perfect as he can make it — dealer!remus x reader fluff

warnings: weed, it's reader's first time smoking

words: 0.4k

a/n: I hope you like it, I haven't done a lot of requests but I like this one :)

You reached up to sneak the blunt from Remus' hand, kissing his shoulder just before to hide what you were really sitting up for. Though you could have sworn you were being completely inconspicuous, Remus stretched his arm to keep it out of your reach.

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "No more, love. That's enough for your first time."

"No, please, Remmy." You whined, languidly reaching for the blunt, even though you knew you weren't getting it. "I can barely feel it."

“You will. And I don’t want to overdo it.”

“I won’t. Just one more puff.”

“Not right now. If you really can’t feel any effects in a few more minutes, then you can have more.”

His words were firm and final, but Remus knew it was for your own good. The way you reached for the joint showed that it was already working and you should wait before having any more. He didn’t want to ruin your first time smoking by letting you do too much and having any sort of bad experience.

You were feeling the effects in just a few minutes—just like Remus had said. Your limbs felt heavy, which was unfortunate since you were also overtaken by hunger. But luckily, Remus had anticipated this and went out earlier to buy you all your favourite snacks.

“Rem, cookie please.” You asked, tossing all unnecessary words aside to get your snack as quickly as possible.

He pulled the package of chocolate chip cookies out of the grocery bag and held one out for you. You brought your arm up and took it from him, biting half of the cookie in one try.

As you chewed, Remus placed the whole box in front of you and pressed a chaste kiss on your temple.

“How are you feeling, dove?” He asked.

You thought for a second before answering. “Hungry. And tired.”

“But not in a bad way, right?”

You shook your head as much as you could while you were nuzzled in between the couch cushions behind you. “No, I wanna do this more.”

He let out the subtlest of relieved sighs. “Good. It’s all on the house for you.”

He moved over to cuddle up next to you. You snuggled into his chest, lightly kissing him in your hazy admiration.

You looked up at your boyfriend, calling his name at a volume barely above a whisper. “You just took my weed virginity.”

He let out a chuckle, kissing you once more. “I guess I did, dove.”

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin fluff #marauders era #marauders fluff #dealer!remus #dealer!remus x reader

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