#i mean it also is because remus is an eternal mood

[phrikewritesfanfic]

Chapter four. Remus and Virgil talk. We get to see the aftermath the next day. Janus is a really good friend.

Summary: Remus walks in and spots Virgil sidled up close to his brother. He sees the two whispering to each other and his blood boils. He then tells at Virgil who tries to explain the situation. Remus won't allow him to and makes some mean comments, just to hurt Virgil. It works and Virgil leaves. Remus then learns the truth and must work to fix his mistake and save his friendship and any chance with Virgil.

Pairing: Dukexiety, Remy, Janus and Roman are V's friends, Remus and Roman are brothers

College au

Word count: 2150 

Warnings: cursing (quite a bit), angsty (because that's the mood), self deprecating Remus, Remus is a very sad boy, Virgil is anxious and overthinks (but he's also stubborn), lemme know if there's anything else

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Virgil sits cross legged on the bed, waiting. Remus feels his heart stutter and sits in front of him when he pats the mattress. He waits for what feels like an eternity while Virgil seems to gather his thoughts, "I'm not ready to go back to what we were before." Remus' heart sinks and he nods. "I can't trust you not to hurt me again," Remus flinches, "but I realized tonight just how much I missed having you as my friend. I'm willing to try being friends again," he's stopped by a yawn. Remus takes this chance to speak up, "you have no idea how grateful I am for a chance like this. I am so, so sorry for what I did. I know I was out of line, way more than. I will do whatever I need to to prove just how sorry I am." Virgil just nods, "I want to believe you Remus." He nods, tears forming, "I'll do my best to show you that you can. Thank you Virgil. Thank you so much for giving me a chance." Virgil smiles and shrugs, "avoiding you was exhausting anyway." Remus laughs and launches himself forward pulling the other in for a hug. He quickly realizes his mistake and pulls back sheepishly, "sorry." Virgil waves him off, "it's gonna take some getting used to for both of us." Remus just nods, "I won't let you down. You should sleep. Goodnight Virgil." This causes him to cock his head, "where are you sleeping anyway?" Remus smiles at his concern, "I'll be in with Roman. Janus is on the couch. I'll see you in the morning." Virgil nods and bids him goodnight. He steps into the living room, grinning widely. He presses his hand to his chest and swoons. Janus smirks at him, eyebrow raised. Roman is the one to speak, "I take it it went well?" Remus plops himself on the couch, "he wants to be friends again. He's willing to give me a chance. I haven't lost him." Roman laughs and congratulates his brother while Janus just smiles. "Glad to hear it. He was torn about this for a while. I'm glad he made a decision," Janus' words make Remus pause. Of course the anxious man had fretted over this decision. It only made Remus regret his actions that much more. "I'm going to bed. See you guys in the morning," neither miss his far away, lovestruck expression. They spend the next hour talking and debating how much or if they should meddle trying to get the others together. "He's absolutely gone for Virgil. He's an idiot and he messed up big time, but I know he regrets it." Janus nods as Roman speaks, "I'm very sure Virgil feels the same, but he's hurt. I don't know that he'll ever entirely forget."  Roman sighs, "that's fair. I guess all we can do is sit back and hope for the best. Maybe give them a gentle push if it looks like Virgil's okay with it." Janus nods his agreement. The sun is just starting to lighten the sky when they decide to call it a night. Roman sets him up with blankets and bids him goodnight.

 It's noon before anyone stirs. Virgil wakes first and wanders out to get coffee and breakfast. Remus wakes next and tries to quietly grab some clothes from his room. His heart sinks when he finds it empty. He changes and steps out believing that Virgil went home as soon as he woke up. Did he regret their talk? Did he change his mind and decide he actually doesn't want anything to do with Remus? Shortly after wandering into the kitchen, he hears the front door. He strolls out and spots the emo, arms laden with containers. Remus rushes forward to help him and they carry everything to the kitchen. Remus sighs, "I thought you left." He would usually scold himself for sounding so desperate, but he'd decided last night that he's done hiding things from Virgil. The other man blinks at him for a moment, obviously caught off guard by the sincerity, before smiling. He motions to the bags and boxes, "I thought we could use some breakfast." Remus smiles and nods. He then smells the coffee Virgil bought and his eyes widen, "you didn't." Virgil shrugs, "I can leave if you start bouncing off the walls. You're Roman's problem at that point." Remus grabs the unassuming cup and smiles. He doesn't miss the extra, empty cup. Virgil is the only one to encourage Remus' awful coffee habit. He shimmies as he takes a bitter biting sip, "how many?" Virgil smirks conspiratorially, "they would only give me five extra in the drink. Then I ordered another six on the side in a large empty cup." He points at the smaller empty cup and Remus groans, "this is why you're my favorite." Virgil smiles over the rim of his own drink. A short while later, while the duo are sharing a donut, Janus shuffles in, "I thought I smelled coffee." Virgil nods and passes him his cup. Janus sighs and nods his thanks. "There's also food when you're more awake." Janus gestures his understanding and wanders back into the living room. Roman strolls in shortly, fully dressed and wide awake, "good morning all. Ah, Virgil, you got breakfast." He smiles at this and his eyes light up, "and coffee." His gaze then falls on Remus nursing his drink and the discarded extra cup. He shakes his head, "no, Virgil no. How could you?" Virgil simply laughs, "whatever do you mean?" Roman points an accusatory finger at him, "you know exactly what I mean. How could you? I thought we were friends." Virgil cackles then and Remus feels his heart sputter from more than just the amount of caffeine coursing through his veins. "How many?" Roman asks defeatedly. When Virgil doesn't answer he squints and looks between them. Virgil smirks and Remus smiles maniacally. Janus walks in at this point, dressed and looking much more alive, "what's going on?" Roman turns his pathetic gaze upon the new arrival, "Virgil has come into my house and betrayed me." At this the man in question cackles loudly and Remus just preens. Janus looks between them and sighs, "what'd you do?" Virgil scoffs and fakes hurt, "you'd believe him over me?" Janus sets his unimpressed gaze on his friend who just snickers. Roman blinks at the expression and Remus smirks. Seems Roman fancies the snake. He pins that discovery for later and turns his attention back to the chaos at hand. "All I did was get everyone their normal coffee order," Virgil assures with obvious faux innocence. Remus smiles as he drinks. Janus glances at Roman's crestfallen expression and sighs, "and what, pray tell, is Remus' 'normal order'?"  Virgil hums noncommittally before rattling off the order, "a macchiato with as many extra shots as they can legally allow, three shots of orange, two shots blueberry, and two of caramel." Roman scowls at the extra cup and Janus catches on. "So why is there an extra, empty cup?" Virgil looks far too smug and it is doing things to Remus. "Well," he purrs and Roman is sure now that he is intentionally teasing Remus as much as them when the other wiggles. "Turns out, so long as you order it separately, you can get quite a bit more espresso than they normally give in a drink." Janus keeps his blank expression on his friend, "so you got the embodiment of chaos, a drink that is at least twice as strong as any cafe will provide?" Virgil sips his drink thinking. He then shrugs and nods, "guess so. But look how happy he is." Remus wiggles at this, promptly moving away from his brother who tries to take his cup. He hides behind Virgil and Janus just sighs. "It's too early for this. What did you bring as compensation for the chaos?" Virgil chuckles, motioning to the selection of boxes and bags on the table, "a rather large assortment of mostly normal breakfast items." Janus notices that Remus has no qualms about openly staring lovingly from behind Virgil. They each settle around the table and collect food. Remus squeals at the strange donut obviously chosen with him in mind. "Scare Bear, what is this monstrosity?" Virgil chuckles and Remus is immensely glad that the nickname hadn't been too much. "The lady said this one is supposed to just be filled with bacon jam and topped with maple. But apparently they got a new employee who accidentally topped this one with sour candy and cereal. They were going to toss it. The look on her face when I said I'd take it was priceless." Roman makes a noise of disgust and Janus shudders, but Remus looks excited. He takes a large bite and groans, "it's awful, I love it." Virgil laughs, "thought you might." After breakfast Remus is quite obvious in his search for a reason for Virgil to stick around. Janus speaks up, "Roman, I need to go shopping. I was gonna take Virgil with me, but since he decided to bring all this extra chaos, I think you should join me and we should leave him here to deal with the nonsense he caused." The twins both look greatly pleased by this idea. Virgil rolls his eyes, "three issues with this punishment," Janus nods for him to continue, "first, I didn't intend to join you anyway." Janus gasps, "rude." Virgil laughs, and continues, "second, you seem to think I have any intention of stopping his nonsense. And third, you act like I won't just leave if he causes too much chaos and let Roman deal with the aftermath." Remus tries not to look disappointed. Roman looks scandalized, and Janus looks annoyed, "you may not intend to stop him, but we all know you won't let him hurt himself." Virgil sticks his tongue out at him, "yeah, yeah, go have fun shopping. I'm comfy here anyway." He plops himself back on the couch and settles into the abandoned blankets Janus left. Janus smirks at Remus, who just smiles gratefully. He and Roman gather their things, and head out. Remus fidgets for a moment before flopping on the couch besides Virgil, "you don't gotta watch me ya know." Virgil scoffs, "I know Re. You're plenty capable of not burning the entire house down." They both laugh, "I'm not here because I have to be. I like hanging out with you." Remus smiles and thinks he could melt right there. Virgil's smirk grows, "besides, I like being in on the chaos, not just hearing about it later." They discuss Roman and Janus and come to the conclusion that they could be good together. They then plan to hang out more often and force the two together to see where it goes. Remus doesn't mention the fact that that has the added bonus of him being able to be close to Virgil. When Janus and Roman return that afternoon they all eat lunch together before the duo gets ready to leave. "We should do this again sometime," Roman says as he sees them off. Remus nods emphatically. Janus smiles and nods his consent. Virgil smiles, "yeah, this was fun. I haven't been out much recently." They all ignore the reason behind that, for the time being. Once alone Virgil turns to Janus, "I know what you were doing." Janus schools his expression, "I have no idea what you mean." Virgil scoffs, "yeah, right." His expression turns soft then, "doesn't matter anyway." At Janus' concerned confusion Virgil continues, "we're friends again and that's what matters." Janus groans and Virgil laughs, "I'm serious. I don't know what the future brings, but for now we're good as friends." Janus can only nod, "just promise you won't suppress yourself if you start wanting more?" Virgil groans, but nods, "yeah, I'll tell you if that happens." Janus nods. Virgil then bumps his shoulder and raises his brows, "so you and Roman?" Janus groans, "don't start." Virgil laughs, "what? Are you telling me there's nothing there?" Another groan and Janus pushes Virgil away. They both know he won't lie, not to Virgil, "okay, there's not nothing per say. But, I don't intend to pursue anything." Virgil rolls his eyes, "why not?" Janus scoffs, "how did this get turned on me? Whatever, I'm not going to throw myself at someone I just met. For all I know he's just a flirt by nature." Virgil shakes his head, "I can tell you from personal experience that he's not. But," he holds up a hand when his friend begins to argue, "I understand the concern. Will you at least pursue a friendship? Roman's a great guy and he could use more good friends." Janus sighs, but concedes. They bid their goodbyes at Virgil's door.

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Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Tagged:

@antisocial-xxxpert

@apinkline2715

#dukexiety #sanders sides fanfic #virgil sanders #remus sanders #roman sanders #janus sanders #ts virgil #ts remus #ts sides #wip excerpt

[lunapwrites]

Oh okay we're apparently in a sobbing over Two Slow Dancers mood today.

#death by playlist #it just murders me #a self own #am i having human emotions #could i not though #i have to function at some point #brain please #i thought this playlist was a good idea #it was not #i mean it also is because remus is an eternal mood #but also i'm about to be in a pile on the floor #lp talks

[trashyswitch]

Nom Nom for Love

Remus is a strange man who likes to nom on people when he wants affection. So when Remus feels hungry for affection, he tries nomming on a couple people to see who will be the most understanding and deliver his much-needed love.

This prompt was suggested by an anonymous user who signed off with a scorpion 🦂 emoji. So whoever you are, I hope my fanfic pulls you out of that 'crabby' mood of yours!

Remus is a bit of an anime girl. He will stick his tongue out, he will go on flustered and angry rants, and he will even go full-on yandere in the uniform and everything! But as of late, Remus has also developed a new strange habit: nomming on people.

Yes, Remus will nom on people. And by nomming, I mean casually biting people. Usually when an anime girl noms on someone, it’s because they’re angry. But for whatever reason, Remus had decided that killing is his angry response and nomming shall be his plea for people to ‘notice him’. If one didn’t know any better, they could easily assume a vampire is living in the mind palace now! But nope. It’s just Remus nomming like a puppy because ‘I want attention and I will not stop the nom-nom, until you give me attention’.

Now, the boys didn’t really know how to respond to his biting habit. At first, the boys would get angry at him and punish him for biting. But overtime, the boys had all created their own responses and strategies for handling Remus’s nomming habit:

Patton started off like any person would: by screaming in pain and bursting out crying. But overtime, Patton’s screams would lessen to yelps and Patton would either scold him for biting, or take things away from him. Remus quickly learned to bite him a bit lighter due to his sensitivity to pain.

Virgil has been seen hissing at him, and threatening that he’ll bite back if he doesn’t let go. Though most of the time this got Remus to let go, Virgil has had to bite Remus right back a couple times, to show he wasn’t bluffing when he made his threat.

Roman started out by either hitting him on the forehead or biting him back on the same spot he bit him. But Roman soon learned from Remus just why he bit as much as he did. Now that he understood, Roman now wears dog bite protective sleeves so that he’s not badly injured when Remus wants to ‘express’ himself.

Logan would start out with hitting Remus across the face with a newspaper or a magazine. Soon though, Logan would come up with his own strategies: The nerd often hid his arm in his shirt and would put a fake, rubbery arm into his sleeve. This would actually catch Remus off guard when he didn’t even flinch in pain at the bite. Logan would then give him the fake arm and ask him what he wants while getting his arm back into his sleeve.

Lastly: Janus had grown a full pain tolerance to his biting. He treated the attention bites like a little puppy’s bites: purely playful. Though Janus would warn him when he bit in certain spots (ex: his wrist), Remus was generally good at biting him on the arms, on the shoulder or on the fatty parts of him. Janus basically taught Remus to learn the pain tolerant spots like tattoo tolerances: go for the fatty, non-boney spots and you’ll be fine.

One day, Remus was feeling extra eager for pets and attention. He started off by biting his favorite person to bite: Janus.

Janus blinked at the bite and looked at the boy. “Hello Remus.” Janus greeted.

Remus opened his mouth and removed his teeth from his upper arm. “Hi!” Remus replied.

Janus moved his hand up to Remus’s ear and started scratching the back of it. “In need of some scratches and rubs?” Janus asked.

Remus closed his eyes, leaned into the touch and nodded with a content smile.

Janus decided to give Remus some more ear scratches before moving onto his neck. Remus went cross-eyed and gasped at the feeling and slowly closed his eyes as he leaned into the wonderful scratches. Janus smiled happily and continued to scritchy-scratch.

Remus gently shoved his head into Janus and rubbed his head, shoulders and back into Janus’s chest. He was acting so much like a dog! The only thing that was missing was a wide smile with a panting tongue out. “Who needs dogs in the house when we have a Remus?” Janus teased.

Remus giggled and shook his hair out. “Woof woof, bitch.” Remus joked.

“Says the crazy twin who bites people out of love.” Janus joked back.

Remus laughed and nodded.

“As much as I love petting you and giving you attention, I have a couple things I need to get done.” Janus told him.

Remus’s eager smile dropped into hurt and disappointment. “Awww…”

“But, there’s bound to be someone else who can give you attention.” Janus added.

“Yeah...but they’re not as understanding as you.” Remus whined.

“Even Roman?” Janus asked.

Remus blinked and looked down. He had forgotten about Roman. “Well...I guess Roman’s getting better.” Remus admitted.

“Why don’t you get his attention. I’m sure he’ll enjoy his twin brother’s puppy-like ways.” Janus suggested as he got up and started to walk away.

Remus nodded and looked down for a few seconds. He didn’t really wanna ask Roman for love and attention. As much as he knew Roman could handle his bites and begs, Roman found happiness in other people besides him. Remus didn’t really feel like being reminded of that. But...He supposed the only way to reverse any of those beliefs, was to give him a chance. So, Remus walked up to Roman’s room and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” Roman called back.

Remus walked into the room and was about to nom him for attention. But Roman actually brought his arm over to him. “In need of some attention, brother?” Roman asked.

Remus nodded his head and gave Roman a light little nom as a confirmation. Roman smiled and patted the spot beside him on his bed. Remus clapped his hands excitedly, and happily crawled up. When Remus was ready, Roman put his coloring book down and started to play wrestle with Remus.

Soon, the bed became some sort of wrestling ring while the boys sloppily wrestled each other. Remus’s movements were very much dog-like and careless, while Roman’s movements were more put together and mindful. Roman would do more strategic moves, while Remus would just lunge at him and push him around the bed.

Finally though, Remus did manage to get the upper hand on Roman by tickling him while he was pinned.

“Ohoho gehehehez- Rehehehemuhuhuhus! Stahahap thahahahat!” Roman laughed.

“I’ve got you now! Mwahahaha!” Remus declared, before scratching and spidering his fingers on his ribs, sides and abs.

Roman squealed loudly and rested his shoulders and neck back as laughter poured out of his mouth. “REHEHEMUHUHUHUS! THIHIHIS IHIHISN’T HOHOHOW WREHEHESTLIHIHING WOHOHORKS!” Roman told him loudly.

“I know. But, it’s how play-wrestling works.” Remus reminded him as he spidered his fingers up and down his ribs.

Roman just laughed at the tickling and soon, started trying to get revenge on him. He started with squeezes to the hips.

“HEHEY! Rude much?” Remus asked, protecting his hips.

“All’s fair when it comes to tickle-wrestling fights.” Roman replied as he went for his lower ribs. Remus squealed and flopped onto Roman in surprise! Then, Roman flipped Remus over onto his back and trapped him with tickles to his belly and his belly button.

Remus bursted out laughing and kicked his legs a little bit. “AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI’M STUHUHUHUCK!” Remus yelled.

“Yup! You are stuck in my tickly trap! And you shall be stuck there for an eternity! MWAHAHAHA!” Roman teased.

Remus shook his head and rocked back and forth a little. “MYHYHY EHEHEVIHIHIL LAHAHAUGH IHIHIS BEHEHEHETTEHEHER!” Remus argued.

“Really now? You think your evil laugh is much better than mine? Is that what you really think?” Roman asked.

In response, Remus hissed.

Roman paused his tickle attack and gasped. “Did you just hiss at me?!” Roman asked before bursting into laughter.

Remus giggled and hissed at him again.

“Oh that’s it!” Roman wrapped both his arms around Remus and started attacking his ribs, his belly and his hips. “NOOOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAP! ROHOHOHOMAHAHAHAHAN IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!” Remus laughed loudly.

“That’s what you get for hissing at me, you evil cat!” Roman warned.

“IHIHI’M NAHAHAHAT AHAHA CAHAHAHAT! VIHIHIRGIHIHIL’S THEHEHE CAHAHAHAT!” Remus yelled back.

“Noooo, Virgil’s a bat!” Roman responded.

“FAHAHAHALSEHOHOHOHOOD!” Remus yelled back.

“Hey! Don’t be stealing people’s quotes!” Roman yelled jokingly.

Roman and Remus went through a long tickle session before Remus was let go. As much as he loved it, Remus secretly wanted more cuddles, tickles and belly rubs than play fights. Remus wanted nice showings of love that didn’t involve fighting of any kind. Though, he knew he could only take what he could from a man who lived off fights.

So, Remus went to the third person he could trust: Logan.

Logan was an interesting man with a surprising amount of patience. Ever Since Remus apologized for the threats and injuries he caused, Logan and Remus had gotten closer bit by bit. Logan had helped him draw out a picture of a burned person, and had been on a few crime adventures with him. Though asking for attention and love would be quite a bit different, Remus knew it just might be the variety Remus and Logan needed in their life.

Remus walked up to the open door and walked right in. Remus, feeling attention-seeking once again, walked up and nommed on Logan’s arm. But, Remus let out a muffled giggle when he realized he had bitten yet another rubber arm. Remus pulled the rubber arm away from him and chewed on it for a bit.

“Now now, Remus: I want to be able to use it at least two times over.” Logan warned him. Remus dropped the arm onto the ground and crawled himself up to Logan. Then, Remus rubbed his head, his shoulder and his upper arm against Logan’s chest. “He-...Hello Remus.” Logan stuttered in surprise. Remus had never acted like this before! His new behaviour looked almost wolf-like to him.

Remus rubbed his cheek happily into Logan’s shoulder a few times, before grabbing Logan’s wrist and gently pulling him off the chair. “Cuddles.”

Logan chuckled and started to get up from his seat. “Has everyone else been denying you the cuddles you so desperately desire?” Logan asked, following Remus.

Remus nodded his head and sat down onto the end of Logan’s bed. Logan shook his head with a toothy smile and sat down beside him. Remus pulled Logan down as he laid his back onto the bed. “WEEEEEeeeee!” Remus cheered before his back made a soft ‘plop’ onto the bed comforter. “Oof!”

“Oof indeed.” Logan responded and laid onto his side. “Belly rubs, I assume?”

Remus nodded his head and lifted up his shirt to expose his belly. “Yes please!” He replied.

“Very well.” Logan started to gently start rubbing his belly like he would to a child with a tummy ache. Remus closed his eyes and smiled as he visibly melted from the touch. Logan rubbed the upper belly around the abs, and would move his circular strokes down to cover his belly button for a second or two. Soon though, Logan’s hand would move up to Remus’s semi-invisible abs again.

At this point, Remus had started to softly purr from how soft and calming Logan was making him feel. The rubs felt amazing to him and he wanted those belly rubs to last forever, if possible.

Logan smiled and enjoyed watching Remus melt into a puddle of pleasure. It was fun being able to make him happy from the simplest touches. It’s like finding that sweet spot on a dog or a cat that makes them either pant and wag their tail, or rub their body onto the ground. It was so cute and Remus was no exception.

Remus soon scooted himself next to Logan and snuggled into him. In response, Logan smirked and started squeezing his side.

“eEK! Lohohogahan!” Remus giggled.

“Yes Remus?” Logan replied.

“Nohoho squeheezes!” Remus called.

“Not in the mood for them?” Logan asked.

“Nohohot yehet.” Remus responded.

So, Logan decided to give Remus a long back rub next. He massaged with his fingers, lightly dug in with his palms, and rubbed with his whole hands. Remus happily enjoyed the feeling of a free massage from a smart man who knew anatomy really well.

And soon, Logan gave his sides a little tweak as an ‘are you ready’ signal.

Remus giggled and nodded back, signalling that yes, he is indeed ready for tickles.

Logan smiled eagerly, rolled Remus onto his back and started skittering and squeezing his sides. Remus immediately let himself go and laughed happily in his arms.

“YAAAAHAHAHAHAYYYYY!” Remus laughed and snuggled closer. Logan giggled along with him and switched up his technique to drumming and squishing. Remus squealed in surprise and threw his head back with even more laughter leaving his lips. “THIHIHIHIS IHIHIHIS SOHOHO FUHUHUHUN!” Remus admitted.

“Really? I’m delighted to see you’re enjoying the attention.” Logan responded with a smile.

Remus wiggled around and enjoyed the feeling of belly rubs and tickles from Logan. This was the kind of attention that Remus had wanted all along. He really thought he was getting more of this attention from Janus. But he couldn’t receive it due to busy reasons. But, Remus fully understood. Everybody has things to do.

Remus was actually quite surprised to see that Logan was free enough to offer him some belly rubs and tickles. But, he guessed that Logan has a little more love in his system than he lets on...

#family fluff #tooth-rotting fluff #adorable remus #ticklefic #ler!logan #switch!roman #switch!remus

[theresneverenoughfandoms]

D&D/Fantasy Sides

Figured I’d make this its own post because

I had too much fun writing these meme-y little blurbs

For context, this is kind of an au based on an au, where there are doubles to most of the Sides, but that’s not really acknowledged in the story, it’s functionally like if two guys named Kai just happened to be friends, they aren’t connected or anything

Nicknames/name shortenings are for ease of understanding who is who

Rain (Remus) -  Aasimar Barbarian - Said ‘fuck this’ to royal responsibility, ran into the woods and went feral for personal reasons. Is also trans and I think that’s very sexy of her. Kept the moustache because what was she supposed to do? Conform?

Ro - Aasimar Fighter - Dumbass with a heart of gold, also jewelry of gold, probably doesn’t know what a deer looks like but can definitely help you plan an outfit for a ball. Also now he’s next in line for the throne so you know the kingdom is in good hands

Roman -  Elf Bard - You know that one dude who always brings his guitar to parties and plays songs when nobody wants him to? Just sprinkle in a bit of ‘cut off from the family funds’ and ‘thirst for adventure with no real understanding of dangers or consequences’

Virge - Tiefling Rogue - Okay now give all the understanding of dangers and consequences to Virge. ‘Reindeers are better than people’ if by reindeers you mean everything. Tail has a mind of its own, and that mind is only good for tying his legs together and holding him hostage better than any rope at the first sign of danger

Logan -  Vedalken Warlock - Ultra Mega Nerd. Eternally done with this nonsense. Sold his soul for one cornchip and secrets to the universe, sold the cornchip for more knowledge

Pat - Halfling Paladin - Classic paragon hero, good for good’s sake. He’s basically the whole reason this group gets together in the first place because Magic Of Friendship or something (hint hint, it’s Or Something)

Lo - Half-Elf Wizard - Essentially a long-suffering college student who switched majors because he just wasn’t feeling the first one. It’s not because he fucked up a transmutation spell and gave himself hair and eyes that change colours like a mood ring shut the fuck up

Patton - Firbolg Druid - Has already adopted you. No, you don’t get a say, he’s your dad now. Gives great hugs, probably practices on trees. Picked up a cat once and decided it was his child

Virgil/Vi/Violet - Tabaxi Ranger - Can and will scratch you just because you looked at them funny. Can and will try not to start purring the second you touch his ears. But also don’t touch her ears or she’ll probably bite you. Maybe just stay away from zem, actually

And that’s our ragtag band of heroes!

Feel free to ask any questions, we’re still worldbuilding so we might not have answers for everything yet, but that’s the fun of it!

(Also yes there are ships)

#sanders sides #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #remus sanders #d&d au

[stargirlrchive]

Unexpected

remus lupin x reader

okay i am in the biggest remus mood and it’s honestly all because of @lupintales <3333

masterlist ; prompt list (request stuff!)

disclaimer(s): mentions of unprotected sex, unexpected pregnancy, !!!drinking!!!, things that involve before/during pregnancy (gif isn’t mine)

word count: 1595

8 months before

I had woke up to a throbbing headache and a pulsing in my stomach, my eyes were trying to adjust to the light and that just made my head hurt even more. As I sat up properly my eyes adjusted to the bedroom I was in and a small sigh of relief left me as they took in Remus’ belongings.

The relief was very short lived as I felt a small stir besides me and I saw Remus in a deep sleep but with nothing on. As soon as I caught a glimpse of his bare back, flashbacks of the night before came flooding into my mind.

We were so drunk and Remus was trying to cope with a breakup that happened a couple of months ago. Everything was flashing so quickly in my mind and I began to fear for the worse, this was going to change so many things between us.

As everything finally registered in my mind I realized that Remus might not even know we slept together. If I hadn’t woken up next to him I would’ve just thought I fell asleep and took my clothes off before. I quickly changed myself and tiptoed out of the bedroom and into the kitchen to make myself some coffee.

I heard several snickers behind me and James, Lily, and Sirius all had smug looks on their faces,

“6 years of unspoken feelings let out in one heavily heated act of passion.”

“Sirius, shut up. I don’t even think he’s going to remember so please don’t mention it. He’s still not over his breakup and honestly it was just a hook up. I was so hammered I would’ve hooked up with you.”

“Hey! You can do a lot worse than Sirius!”

James had piped up and he and Sirius shared a high five.

Lily’s eyes had rolled so far back and she scoffed quietly, “I don’t know how you do it, (Y/N). I’m actually with one of these morons and I wouldn’t move in with the 3 of them.”

“You get used to it, honestly. However I get what you mean, they’re complete morons.”

We had all been sitting around in the kitchen when a loud groan came from the door way that had all of us shutting up, the tension was quickly filling the air as Remus entered.

His hands were pressed to his temple and the look of utter pain decorated his features.

“Merlin, why’d you all let me get that hammered. I don’t even remember what happened after James and Sirius began singing Stevie Wonder.”

A small sigh of relief had left all of our throats but I couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit disappointed.

-

5 months before

It was small signs that things were off. I had been so stressed that I had not noticed that I hadn’t been visited by my normally monthly friend, also I had been craving random things. Things that had never sparked my interest before or the way my skin felt dry and I was constantly feeling like I was burning up. Then it was the fact that I had gained 7 pounds in a week. But again I had been so stressed with work that a part of me just believed it to be stress eating.

However the thing that possibly shouted pregnancy in my head and that had me piecing everything together happened today, just a couple of hours ago when I woke up to an upset stomach and a heavy wave of morning sickness that lasted quite some time.

I had instantly called out from work and asked Lily to accompany me to the local doctors office. It had only been about 3 minutes before the doctor came in bearing the news but it felt like an eternity,

“Congratulations Ms. (Y/L/N), you’re 12 weeks pregnant.”

-

4 1/2 months before

I just remember crying for the first 2 weeks of finding out, and avoiding the boys at all cost. I would lock myself in my room and contemplate how in the world I was meant to tell Remus that 1) we slept together about 4 months ago and 2) you’re going to be a dad now.

I had still been avoiding the boys, I’d wait until they weren’t in the living room or in the kitchen to eat or I’d make sure to just take my food into my room because looking at Remus just made me want to cry.

However today my stomach had been grumbling so loud and I felt like I was starving. So I really couldn’t wait and I quickly made my way into the kitchen, the smell of the food instantly hitting me and I could feel myself bubbling up at the thought of eating.

“I forgot we had a 4th roommate.”

The snarky comment from James had me feeling extremely bad, and the stupid hormones were not helping and I could feel my eyes welling up with tears. The utter shock on their faces and the apologies didn’t stop the tears from flowing rapidly down my face and I mumbled ‘sorry’s’ as I turned to walk back to my bedroom.

“James, you arse! (Y/N) stop, James was just messing around because they haven’t seen you in a while. He didn’t mean it.”

Lily had pulled me back to the table and she quickly got up and served me a plate, once again I could feel the happiness bubbling in my stomach as I began eating.

The boys had been eyeing me warily as Lily quietly engaged me in a conversation,

“Do they know yet?”

I shook my head no and the nerves settled into me once again.

“I need to tell them but I’m scared. How do I tell Remus?”

“I think you should just say it right here and right now. Either way they’re going find out sooner or later.”

My eyes had settled on Remus and he was already looking at me, his cheeks glowed with a soft pink and he smiled at me. A part of me felt like he knew we had slept together, one way or another he had an idea that something happened because James and Sirius began making comments and subtle jokes that Remus would just get quiet when they did.

“I need to tell you guys something.”

The silence that settled in the room made my nerves act up even more and I couldn’t stop myself, “I’m moving out!”

“(Y/N) that’s not what you were going to say.”

The boys had began talking rapidly in the back and I wanted to laugh, “Ok, I’m sorry I’m not actually moving out. I just got scared.”

The boys once again were staring at me intently, probably trying to decipher my odd behavior.

“I’m pregnant. About 4 months.”

They had stilled so much that I couldn’t even tell if they were breathing. 

My eyes were stuck on Remus and once again his eyes were already on mine. His eyes glimmered slightly and he broke out into a huge smile. Maybe things weren’t going to be as bad as I thought they were. I’d just have to tell him sooner or later that it was his child I was pregnant with.

-

We had all gone up to sleep when I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door, the door was pushed open and Remus’ head popped in,

“Can I come in?”

At my nod he walked in and laid down next to me, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t think you’d remember.”

“You think I’d forgot something that I had been wanting to happen for the longest time?”

“You never said anything about it.”

“I thought you were embarrassed. You left the room before I woke up so I just assumed you didn’t want to talk about it.”

“And I assumed that you weren’t going to remember and I didn’t want anything to change between the two of us.”

His hand had rested on the very small bump that was barely beginning to grow form, “Were you scared to tell me?”

“Yes, I’ve known for almost a month now and I just couldn’t bring myself to tell you.”

“Well just know I’m never leaving your side now.”

“I’m fine with that.”

He pressed a small kiss to my temple and his hand drew small shapes all over my stomach, drumming small beats on it as well.

-

Present time

Remus had his head on my lap and he was rubbing small circles all over it, he only seemed to not kick when he heard his fathers voice and as much as I loved the fact he was moving around, it hurt.

Every jab of his foot made a small whimper leave from my lips as I could never seem to be comfortable.

Remus had began to press kisses all along the swell of my belly and rub the sides of my stomach as well, he was talking and talking for what felt like hours and I could feel him calming down and drowsiness began to creep up inside me,

“You need to be good, little one.”

All together the kicking stopped and I could feel myself relaxing even more, “Thank you.”

“Of course, love.”

His lips pressed to mine gently and he shifted us so I was resting my head on his shoulder. I let myself sink into his arms as Remus and I talked about how 3 weeks was so close yet so far and how we couldn’t wait to finally have him here with us.

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being put in your place. (remus lupin x reader smut)

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: remus lupin x fem!reader

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 7.6k

𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩: “16 and for kink prompts #4 with remus”

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩: 16: “you make the prettiest sounds, i could listen to you all day” kink prompt: knife/blood play (taken from this post)

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: you pissed off remus, so he decides to put you in your place.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: swearing, bondage, dom/sub dynamic, daddy kink, usage of the nickname ‘kitten’, some subspace, lots of degradation, some dumbification, masochism, knife play, praise, TW: BLOOD, CUTTING, ETC.

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: this one shot is kind of intense for people who do not like things to be so rough but i promise there is aftercare at the end :)  please reblog if you enjoyed and leave a request if you want more!!! thank you guys!

You were tied up to the bed by your hands, your near naked body was lying dead center of the mattress. Remus had torn off your shirt and pants a few minutes ago, just about the same time you were tied to the headboard. His own clothes are crumbled up somewhere on the floor besides your own clothes.

The man was staring you down with an evil glint in his eyes. He had been leaning against the dresser that was directly across from the bed. His arms were crossed and he had no expression worn on his face. He was trying to state that he meant business just through his body language. It's hard to deny that it wasn’t working.

He was in a pissy mood due to your brat-like attitude today. Not that he had done anything particular to set you off, Merlin no, you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Remus was an angel and you had accidentally started taking that anger out on him. It first started off with just muttering responses rather than being loud with him. Then that transitioned into just giving him the silent treatment because you thought he had been asking you too many stupid questions. You finally snapped at some point and that’s when he grabbed you by the arm and dragged you into the bedroom.

Remus had been staring at you for what felt like an eternity now. You didn’t have the guts to say anything to him since you had been tied up. You knew why you were in trouble, what was there to say? Maybe you could beg, but what good would come out of that?

You gulped slowly as your eyes frantically searched his own. Patiently waiting for his next move was scary and mildly attractive at the same time. You were turned on, to say the least, but your stomach was also doing backflips because you just had no idea what his next move was. Remus had always been so illusive in the bedroom. It was just another reason why you fell so hard for him in the first place.

He made your entire body feel like it was on a tightrope, one wrong move and you were tumbling down into a dark abyss. That abyss was much closer than you thought though as you realized your thighs were clenching together at the sight of Remus moving from his spot. He was no longer some creepy statue just waiting to pounce, he was the hunter closing in on his prey.

He walks around to the side of the bed very slowly, telling you in a deep voice, “You need to be put in your place, kitten. Been acting like a damn brat all day.”

You decide maybe begging wouldn’t be so bad after all. The words spill from your mouth faster than you can even comprehend, “I’m so sorry, daddy. I’ve just been in a bad mood-”

“No excuses.” He cuts you short. Your heart immediately does a flip. As mean as he sounded, it was such a damn turn on. It was something that made your chest tighten and your folds drip with a familiar wetness that ached to be touched.

Remus finally comes around to the side of the bed that is somewhat closer to you and rests his body weight in the palm of his right hand as he leans over. Suddenly, his left hand is clutching your face and squeezing your cheeks. He does so in a way that makes your bottom lip puff out like a baby.

You whine softly at the notion and Remus tuts at this, “You’ve been so whiney today, what has gotten into you? Do I have to punish you the way I like?”

Your eyes widen as you realize exactly what he was referring to. Remus always took punishments with you quite basic, something like spanking, tying you up with a vibrator shoved inside you, maybe he’d force you to choke on his cock. But there was one punishment he rarely did that, although didn’t necessarily scare you, made you intimidated beyond belief.

Remus lets go of your cheeks and moves his hand to the base of your neck where he digs his fingers into the thickness of your muscles, closing off air supply. The lack of oxygen made your head start to fuzz in a good way, but you tried your best to respond to him anyhow. You beg him, “N-No daddy, I’ll be good I promise.”

“Bullshit.” He squeezes your neck tighter than before, but only for a split second. It was hard enough to make you stop breathing entirely. Although he didn’t hold for long, the attack was so harsh. It was if he was reminding you that he was still in charge and there was nothing you could do to change that.

But that split second of zero oxygen made you feel a wave of pleasure wash over your body.

Remus could visibly see the way your body responded and scoffed, “You really need to be put in your place, huh? You poor thing. You need to be brainwashed into being my sweet little kitten all over again, don’t you?”

Your stomach does a flip and you moan at his words. Then, you watch Remus closely as he pushes away from you to step towards the bedside table. A part of you briefly hoped for the idea that maybe he was just pulling out some lube, but you knew better than that. Within no time, Remus had his hands curled around the handle of a sharp knife he used for special occasions such as now.

He crawls back onto the bed and straddles your legs, enclosing your thighs together with each of his own. He had you trapped in place now and there was nothing you could do but stare at the knife he was holding.

He barely lays the knife against your cheek and the way it grazes your skin makes you whimper. Goosebumps run down your spine as he coos at you, “You make the prettiest sounds, I could listen to you all day.”

You beam at him with a playful glint in your eyes, batting your eyelashes in a way that you knew came off as innocent. You gasp in disbelief and ask him like a little kid, “You really mean it, daddy?”

Remus wasn’t stupid he knew that you were playing the innocent card to get the fuck out of this punishment. But he wasn’t giving in, obviously you hadn’t had a good punishment in a very long time. Your lover had always been one to show affection but tonight was not one of those times. He opted for showing you that you just didn’t deserve love and cuddles right now. You needed a thick cock to give you a fuck, one hard and sloppy enough to jumble your brain back into submission.

You took notice of the smirk that danced on his lips once his hand had moved away from your face. He was just absolutely tickled fucking pink over your current position. Hands tied up above you, thighs crushed underneath his weight. You were utterly helpless, a slave to his attention and of course to the power of his knife.

Remus didn’t bother responding to your question knowing you were just trying to rile him up. He hummed something that came off as, ‘I literally couldn’t give two shits right now’, and you shut up right after that…which was quite hard to do because all you wanted to do was talk to your daddy and beg him that you were his good girl.

The dominant man carefully glides the cold blade across your jaw and down your neck. He didn't apply enough pressure to pierce your skin, but it was enough to make your heart race with anticipation of what would come next. It was a never ending cycle with him at this point. You can’t help but sigh at the feeling at some point, which you didn’t even realize you were doing until he spoke.

“Such a naughty girl.” He mutters. Your entire body flinches in pleasure at the degrading comment. It only adds fuel to the fire that is burning inside your stomach.

The knife, still held tightly in his grasp, came all the way down to the valley in between your breasts. You wished for more freedom to move around just so you could see the tip of the cutting tool press into your skin, but you lacked such movement the moment he threw you onto the bed. Everything was up to Remus now whether you liked it or not, but it was hard not to.

Fuck, your mind should not be thinking this right now. You are supposed to be in trouble! Your body felt so relaxed though despite the anxious anticipation…being anchored underneath Remus’s body was oddly charming in a way that made you want to stay here for a long time. You swallow back your pleasure and try your best to ignore the pooling wetness was currently getting smeared across your underwear right now.

So you continue to slowly breathe in and out of your nose as you stare at his face. Your gazes focused on the way Remus’s eyes were so intently centered in on the area in between both of your breasts. He continued to move the blade down in between that sweet spot, just until it hit that small piece of fabric that basically holds up your boobs.

He tells you, “You used to be such an angel. I can remember the first time I punished you…you were such a good girl for me afterwards.”

You remember it like it was yesterday. The memory flashes across your mind in a heartbeat. You accidentally came before Remus gave permission and in a matter of minutes he had you flipped on your belly where he started to smack your ass like crazy. When he realized that you were actually kind of into the spanking, he didn’t really stop. That night had been such a hazy but clear blur all at one time. You weren’t even sure how that was humanly possible, but you blamed it all on the intense mix of pain and pleasure that made your mind so foggy.

Your entire body pulses at the thought and you craved his hands to be on you, inside you, just fucking anywhere. You mumble softly, “I-I’m sorry, daddy.”

You could almost feel the eye roll that followed suit. Remus mocks you, “You’re sorry? Is that all you got, kitten? I’m ashamed, really.”

Your stomach drops knowing you weren’t pleasing him, but it was all a part of the punishment, right? This was the point at the end of the day, you just disliked how long he had been dragging it out. You start to squirm under his power and momentarily have forgotten that there was a knife still being pushed into your chest, just dangling above your skin. It was itching away at the first layer to make your spine tingle with fear of what might happen next.

Remus chews his bottom lip in between his teeth as he falls into deep concentration. He had been thinking hard about something, contemplating his next move. Within a few moments, he plucked the knife underneath the fabric of your bra and made it snap apart, exposing your breasts in an instant. You gasp at the feeling despite it not even really touching you. Your cheeks flush a deep red at the realization that he had just torn your lingerie. Not that you were worried about the expenses, more so over the fact that it was attractive as all hell. There was no way you could ignore the wetness in between your legs now.

He admired your chest and made sure to push the fabric out of the way to get a closer look at your nipples, as if he had never seen them before. You spill out, “Daddy, please. Need you.”

He tuts once again, “No, you need to be quiet, my love. I have plans for you.”

That alone makes you gulp, and hard. You halt all of your rubbing against his body and your pleas. You simply lay still and tell him, “Yes daddy, I’m listening.”

For the first time tonight, Remus seems to acknowledge the fact you were being good. You weren’t begging him for more, nor were you staying quiet until he said something, you actually obeyed and made it apparent you were going to be civil. He cracked half a smile and his gaze was met with yours within an instant. You inspected the look that Remus had in his eyes and it was something you couldn’t shake.

It differentiated from the look of anger that had been plastered on him for the past fifteen or so minutes. It looked like adoration. He was beyond pleased with the fact you were listening so well now. There’s a voice in the back of your head rejoicing over the fact that he is finally seeing that you really are his best girl. On top of it all, your heart was fluttering with love for the man who literally held a knife to your chest.

But you were then drawn back to reality as you noticed Remus move the knife’s blade to the sides of your hips where he started to cut away at the fabric. He had completely cut both sides of the lingerie then shifted off of you to remove the clothing. It was useless now, which only made you feel little and small in his presence. If he had the courage to cut your own clothing off, who's to say he wouldn’t go farther than that?

Thanks to the fact he had not bothered to tie up your ankles (he was so mad he couldn’t think straight), you pulled up your knees to your chest to show off your wet cunt. Remus’s breath hitched at the sight. He sets the knife down for just a second, then he places his big hands on each side of your knees to spread your legs further apart. This way he could get a better look, his eyes trained on the way your hole clenched around absolutely nothing.

“Fuck, pretty girl. Are you this wet for me?” He groans. Still being held in place you just nod your head as a response.

You were needy for him and his cock, what could you say? Then, your own breath was taken away once he let go of your left leg. The limb falls back down onto the bed with a thud, but your right leg was still hooked up underneath his tight grasp. He held onto the muscle like his life depended on it.

You raise an eyebrow to figure out what the hell Remus had been planning. He just couldn’t stop staring at you, but more specifically your thigh. He was staring at it like it was a canvas-

Fuck.

Your heart dropped. You knew exactly what he was going to do.

You feel the tip of the blade press into the middle of your inner thigh. It just barely cut your skin, but it was enough to allow drops of blood to pour out. You jump slightly in response, hissing at the sensation. It was strong, no doubt, but it wasn’t exactly painful either. It was…pleasurable.

Remus rakes the blade down to make a thin line in your thigh which is no bigger than an inch long. You thought maybe that had been the end of his punishment, but he started to carve more into your skin and it makes you cry out. “Fuck!”

He continues pushing the blade into your muscle to reveal more droplets of blood. He was clearly carving something into you, otherwise he would have just kept going with those stupid lines. You could sense Remus start to curve the blade into what felt like the shape of a circle, but you couldn’t tell. Your eyes were shut tight whilst your head had been turned to the side. He lets out a chuckle, almost like a silent laugh. “Does it hurt, kitten? Is daddy hurting his precious girl?”

You whimper and try so hard to ignore the pain. It felt like a knife was stabbing- well that’s exactly what it felt like. A sharp pricking sensation that was only intensifying the more Remus dragged the knife. With a tear falling down your cheek, you opened your eyes and stared at the ceiling. You answer him the way you knew he would like, “Y-Yes, daddy. But only a little.”

He stops carving into your thigh at that comment. You can tell he is staring at your flesh now, marveling at the sight of his new creation. You thanked whoever was up above for that brief moment of silence where everything in the world just came to a halt.

Blood was rushing down your thigh and onto the bed sheets, which only made you cringe at the idea of what clean up would look like later. All you longed for was a relaxing moment like this that lasted for the rest of the night. You knew better than that, though.

That relaxing feeling did not last long, as Remus was propping up your other leg to stare at your thigh. He still held the knife in his hand as he grew closer to your limb, mumbling under his breath, “Need to remind you who’s in charge, kitten. I think this is going to really put you in your place.”

“Y-Yes, daddy. Yes it will.” You nod your head, biting your lip as the edge of the blade that was starting to drag itself across your delicate skin once again. You took deep, measured breaths, but it did not stop the rapid beat of your heart. You swore it was going to jump out of your chest if Remus didn’t stop.

The metal dug one line down your thigh, then it shifted to drag across your skin diagonally. The sensation made you let out a choked sob, pain and pleasure mixing into one giant feeling that absolutely took over your body. The quick movement of the blade came to a halt and you could feel the heat of Remus’s warm palm cupping your cheek. You didn’t even realize you had squeezed your eyes shut once more, so you opened them to see Remus staring at you with love and adoration, the knife resting on the bedside table.

Apparently your soft crying had not gone unnoticed by Remus and he was quick to share his praise with you. He leaned forward to shove a chaste kiss against your mouth, eagerly licking at your bottom lip to shove his tongue inside your wet cavern. You could feel his lips form into the shape of a smile once he calmed down the hunger in his kisses, pulling away to kiss your cheek sweetly.

“You did amazing, baby! Daddy is so proud!” He tells you with a sense of softness lingering in his words. It only made you realize just how proud he really was, and it made your heart soar with happiness.

Your praise kink glows under his hovering form. As much as Remus might have hurt you, his gentle words were enough to lull you into a state of submissiveness. You gleam and tell him, “Thank you, daddy.”

Remus shifts to where he can have access to your wrists which were hurting from the rope he had tied them with. Of course he had rope, he had just about every single kinky thing one could imagine. Once your wrists were free, Remus brought them to his face where they made contact with his warm, soft lips. You groan lowly from your throat and let out a very calm sigh, happy he was treating you like a princess now.

Once he had started to lean back on the bed, you looked down at your thighs at the carving that he had left in your skin. You gasp at the letters carved into your skin: ‘R’ and ‘L’. You were his property, and he was making sure you knew that at all times.

Seeing these letters carved into your own body felt so raw but so fucking good at the same time. You were his little trooper for getting through all of this pain. Remus had definitely challenged you, but you proved to be so much stronger than either of you thought. And for that, he just loved you even more.

Your eyes then caught a wave of just how much blood there actually was. For the knife just barely pressing itself into your skin, you had been surprised by how much there was. You whisper to him, “How are we going to clean this all up?”

Remus laughs and starts to get up from the bed. He tells you, “Don’t even worry about it, I’m going to. Let me run a bath and wipe you, dear.”

You eyeball the bulge that was still in his pants. Clearly he was still excited from your previous activities. You wondered, “Don’t you want me to help you, daddy?”

He raises an eyebrow and follows where your eyes had been staring. He makes the connection and it only makes his chuckle a bit. As both of your eyes regain that familiar gaze, he is showing off that snarky smirk of his that you loved. “You can help me later, let’s get you cleaned up first. That’s all that matters to me.”

And so that is exactly what he did. Remus wiped your thighs, started a warm bath, and even scooped you up from the bed himself to take you to the bed. He gave cute kisses as he washed your body and rinsed off the soapy suds. Of course, he couldn’t help from shoving his fingers inside your cunt right before you got out of the bath. He just felt like you needed a little extra help to fully relax for the rest of the night.

Once he had dressed you in your most comfortable clothes, he brought you into his living room where he started to turn on your favorite movie. He ran his hand up and down your back, murmuring sweet nothings into your ear the whole time.

It was at this moment you had reflected just how thankful you were to have Remus in your life. He was your lover, your soulmate, and most of all, your best friend. He was there for you no matter what and his support is what got you through your hardest days. You loved him with all your heart, now and forever.

~

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Summer Stay [james potter x reader]

Requested by anon: Can I ask an imagine with James where the reader has been really lonely for most of the school year because of family problems and when the holiday came James asked her to come over to his house and the Potters love her and treat her like a daughter or something?

A/n: You know I can’t let Marauders fics happen without any fluff, so I hope that’s what you expected. GIF is not mine.

Warnings: Mentions of family problems

Word count: 1.8k

“Merlin, I can’t wait for summer holidays to start!”, Peter whined and threw himself on his bed, in the marauder’s dorm, where you and the boys were spending the afternoon. “I still can’t believe I managed to pass all of the final tests. Ready to relax now.”

You pressed your back against the wood of the bottom end of James’ bed, sitting on the floor and shot Peter a quick smile in response, that must have looked as forced as it felt, before continuing to write a letter to your parents. It consisted of nothing more than telling them on which day you were going to return from school and the time and place they could pick you up from King’s Cross, still in hope that they would come this time. Although your hopes were deafened by the memory of each time before, where you had to make your way home alone.

Sirius shifted on his bed, exhaling in delight. “Ah yes, summer. Sleeping in, so much time on our hands to do anything we want. Oh and the girls, I almost forgot about the girls”, he excitedly expressed his daydreams, eyes wandering across the ceiling, with his hands intertwined on the back of his head. “Can’t wait to get back to yours, Prongs. Christmas holidays have been great already, but now we got two months, not two weeks. Months!”

Listening to how thrilled they were about summer, tensed each of your muscles. They were so happy to have, what seemed like an eternity away from school, but the thought of having to spend almost seven weeks at home, where you would be sitting in your room, lethargic, bored and alone, didn’t bring joy to you. An unintentional sigh left your nostrils when you dipped your quill into the small inkwell next to you and the tip of it scratched unpleasantly on the paper, as you wrote your last words: “Please be there this time. Love, (Y/N)”

James was lying on his stomach, with his head facing the end of his bed and watched your strained figure from above, to catch sight of the last line on your paper. He pulled himself forward and you noticed his head popping up on your right side, out of the corner of your eye. Turning your head his way, you quickly folded the letter so he wouldn’t be able to read it, but you could tell he already had, by his pitiful expression.

He interlocked his fingers on the edge of the mattress and rested his cheek upon them, then stretched his head towards the paper, and whispered: “You okay?”

The other three were too distracted raving about what they were going to do, the next weeks, so you just nodded to him and answered equally as quiet: “Sure, I’m just not as hyped to go back home as the rest of you.”

James got up from his bed and sat back down on the floor, next to you. “Give me that”, he said and pointed to your letter.

You frowned and pulled your hand away from him, asking: “Why? I have to at least let them know when I’ll be coming.”

He leant over and quickly grabbed the piece of paper from you, unfolding it to have another look. You could see his knuckles turning white when he read the last line again. His voice was slightly hostile when he asked: “They never even pick you up from the station?”

“No. I mean, it’s no big deal. I guess they just don’t like big crowds and I can make my way home alone. I just thought it would be nice to be fetched like everybody else”, you said and could feel the embarrassment crawling up on the back of your neck.

James folded the letter again and suddenly ripped it apart, attracting the attention of Sirius, Remus and Peter, which abruptly stopped chatting, to check what was going on. “Forget about that. Write a new one to tell them they don’t need to pick you up because you’ll be spending the holidays at my home”, he said, while scrunching the demolished parchment.

“What?”, you spat louder than intended. “No, I can’t just come with you. Your parents wouldn’t approve to have some strange girl at their house for so long.”

He snickered in response: “You don’t know my parents then. Sirius is staying as well and they always tell me that my friends are welcome at any time. If yours don’t appreciate you enough, you might as well stay somewhere else and enjoy yourself.”

You saw the three others exchanging looks and felt a spark inside your chest lighting up, at the thought of spending your time somewhere you’d be able to have fun. “Okay, I guess”, you mumbled, a smile slowly forming on your lips. “But you have to let your parents know, before. And only if Sirius is fine with it as well.”

You heard him snorting from the other side of the room. “Of course I am. The more, the better, am I right?”, he assured you.

“Good! I’ll send mine an owl to let them know you’re coming too and you’ll send your’s one to tell them you’re staying with us”, James summed everything up with a confident smirk on his face.

“Alright. Thank you!”, you told him, leant over for a quick hug and whispered into his ear: “That really means a lot to me.” 

After turning around to pick up the quill and ink, you got up and sent your friends a wave goodbye, before heading to the door, to write a new letter and bring it to the owlery right away.

Sirius shook his head sneering when you had left and said: “Gosh Prongs... Do you think she knows?”

“Knows what?”, James asked.

“Don’t play stupid... That you like her!”

“I don’t like her. I mean I like her, but not like that”, he defended himself, talking a tad to fast for it to be believable.

“You’re a bad liar”, Remus mumbled.

The last day of school felt different to the times it had before. Usually, you were gloomy and didn’t want to leave Hogwarts. But now, you felt excited and also a bit afraid, not knowing if James’ parents would really agree with you coming to their house. Sirius tried to calm you down before all of you got on the train, telling you what kind people they were and that they have been nothing but welcoming and nice to him, in the past.

When you arrived at King’s Cross and left the Hogwarts Express, you automatically let your gaze fade through the crowd of people, secretly hoping to find your parents faces and that they decided to pick you up and show you, they did care for you, after all. The disappointment to not see them standing between all of the other people got to you, more than you’d like to admit, so you distracted yourself by saying your goodbyes to Peter and Remus before they hurried off.

James motioned you to follow him, as he must have already caught sight of his parents. He went up to an elderly looking couple, that could easily have been his grandparents. They really did look lovely and didn’t hesitate to hug James and then Sirius, as if both of them were their sons, leading up to a funny four-person group hug. 

After Mister Potter ruffled up both of the boys’ hair and his wife wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, they both turned to you smiling. “You must be (Y/N)”, James’ Father said, his voice deep and warm, as he took some steps your way.

“I am. Nice to meet you Mister Potter”, you said politely and reached out your hand for him to shake it.

He ignored your offer, got another step closer and hugged you equally as loving, as he did with the boys. Your body stiffened for a second, hesitant to the unusual touch, but you let their mood occupy you and returned the gesture.

“I’m Fleamont! No need to call me by my last name”, he said as he let go and turned around to point at James’ mother. “And this is Euphemia, my wife.”

She came closer and hugged you as well, then pressed her cheek to yours and said: “So nice to meet you (Y/N)! We’re delighted to have you with us this summer.”

“Thank you! I hope it isn’t too much to ask and that I’m not a bother”, you mumbled, still embarrassed to cause trouble.

Euphemia giggled: “Don’t worry about that. We always have space to share. It was time our guestroom finally came to use!”

You arrived at their home in Godric’s Hollow at around five p.m. It seemed like a quiet neighbourhood and their house was somewhat large and pleasantly decorated with different flowers and plants in the front garden. Sirius helped Fleamont with the luggage, while James showed you around. After giving you a quick walk through the ground floor, he took you upstairs, to the bedrooms. The first one was his parents’, which you didn’t want to enter, to respect their privacy. The next door led to James’ room, where they have also set up a bed for Sirius. It was quite a big room, with enough space to easily fit in a third bed, but you figured that the Potters didn’t trust their teenage boy enough, to let you sleep with them. The third and last room on the hallway was the one for guests. It was a little bit smaller but still big enough for you to feel comfortable in and it even had a separate bathroom.

“Hope you like it here”, James said, looking around the place.

“Well, I couldn’t have asked for more. It’s so nice, thank you so much for inviting me. Though I don’t know how I will ever be able to make it up to you”, you told him and got closer to hug him, since you figured that’s something the Potters liked to do.

The way he held you in return didn’t feel like the parental kind of hugs you received earlier. It felt more close and kind of longingly, the way his hand slid down your side and stopped at your waist sent shivers down your spine when he mumbled something you couldn’t understand.

You pulled your head back to look at him and asked: “Sorry, what was that?”

Your bodies were still touching, his hand still on your waist, when he said: “Oh nothing. I just...” He glanced down to your lips, his mouth remained parted from the sentence he didn’t complete when you heard a loud bump at the door and Sirius stormed in with your suitcase.

“Here you - oh god, guys!”, he let the bag fall down to the floor, before James and you quickly separated, and whisper-shouted your way: “We’re literally here for ten minutes! Get a grip.”

Find the other parts on my Masterlist linked in my bio!

Hope you liked it! I could see a part 2 happening, if that’s what you want. Please tell me if so and feel free to suggest a plot :) As always, thank you for reading! xo

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Okay, so I was tagged by @paixen to list and rave about my 10 favorite characters aND I CANNOT CHOOSE A TOP 10, so I’m just going to write characters as they come to my head, please have mercy on me, also some of you may have seen me rant about some before, okay, here I go

1. Ignis Scientia from FFXV: PLEASE DON’T GET ME STARTED.

2. Emil Castagnier, from Tales of Symphonia 2: OKAY, I really need to rant on this one because Emil is tagged as the third or fourth most annoying RPG protagonist to exist AND WHY. Maybe it’s my over developed sense of empathy, but really I understand his attitude and I LOVE the progress he had across the story. He’s a kid that’s been rejected and mistreated all his life, OF COURSE HE’S SHY AND QUIET AND INTROVERT. Protagonists tend to be all brave and almighty and risky. But introverts? We’re veeery rarely EVER portrayed as the heroes or heroines. Introverts are always the shy bookworm wizard or the quiet sassy sidekick, but never the hero. That’s why I loved his character so much, he’s actually very introvert and shy and very insecure, so of course he sounds “whiny”; they’ve literally thrown him into a risky adventure against his will, of course he’s scared. But then you see him deal with his internal problems, lrean to balance the two sides of him, and he ends up being a SUPER AMAZING HERO, because he wasn’t brave, he LEARNED TO BE BRAVE for the sake of the planet’s safety and well being.

Pus his ending is AMAZING I WAS TEARING UP THE ENTIRE TIME, because holyghsduhatrs, not spoiling but what a sacrifice man, like do you know how many GUTS does it take to accept something like that??? AND THEN WHETHER YOU GET GOOD OR BAD ENDING, HE’S JUST SO SELFLESS AND

HNGHFNHFGDHFG *IMPLODES*

INTROVERT PROTAGONISTS FOR THE WIN

3. Tsukasa Futaba or Patrick Sprigs from Megaman Starforce (Ryuusei no Rockman): WHAT IS IT WITH ME AN THE INTROVERT OR MOST HURT OF THE SERIES- *deep breath* This guy. This lovely guy. The poor thing is struggling with literally himself, except it’s not himself. I LOVED his design as Gemini due to the dual personalities like jesus christ, nice thing you did there, writers. I adore his soft, vanilla side because he really is sincere. HE DOESN’T MEAN TO BE MEAN.I feel so bad when he’s refraining himself from doing any harm, it breaks my heart because it’s a DS game and it’s lil avatars but you can see his struggle and- *deep breath* he kills me. He really means to harm to anyone and he’s sefless too, he just- can’t control it. ;____;

4. Fye D. Flowright from Tsubasa Chronicles PLEASE DO NOT GET ME STARTED I WILL NOT STOP HNNFNGFNGF

5. Remus Lupin from Harry Potter, because the man is the most adorable creature to have ever existed, he’s only very scared, he’s insecure, and he only needs to be cuddled and he wants the best for everyone and quiet introvert with love for books and “I’d rather stay home curled under a blanket by the fireplace than go out thank you very much” mood, yessss.

6. Zuko, from Avatar TLA: Ohboi where do I even start. Zuko has one of the best character development in history. He goes majestically from “I am so angered at everyone I will kill you all I only love ME” to “Shit, I was SO WRONG, truth is I was angered at only myself, how do I fix this” with all the steps in between. For a character to realize he’s wrong, that’s one amazing thing. But to go through all stages of it, the ough beginning, the slow realization, the outrage and outbursts of denial, accepting it, crying it, then come to his peace...boi. OH. BOI. Plus, his story has always made me HNFGNGF cause it’s so good. And he’s handsome in the last book. Also firebending = EPICNESS. 

7. I’m trying to pick someone from Final Fantasy Type 0 but most of them are all my babies how do I choose, *eternally sobbing*

8. I am running out of ideas.

9. Death Note’s Light Yagami: because this smartass is so INCREDIBLE. He never- no matter how many times I watch the show (I’ve only done that twice lmao but you get my point) he still mind-blows me. He’s so smart and smooth and sneaky and I hate him so much this bastard I LOVE him. Mamoru Miyano is god in his voice acting, and his latinamerican voice actor did INCREDIBLE and I am hopelessly in love with the voice and the character and one of the best bloody moments is when he’s following this woman around who could easily figure out it’s him, and he keeps staring at his clock and she’s like “Why you looking at your clock so much” and he’s like GIVES THAT EVIL STARE AT HER AND GOODBYE LMAO. Not to say about the moment he’s imprisonated with his MASTERPLAN JESAUSHOLYCHRIST FIRST TIME I SAW THAT I WAS OUT OF MY MIND I HAD TO PAUSE TO SCREAM BECAUSE WOAHMANWHATTHEFUCKTHAT’SEPIC

10. The Maze Runner’s Newt: ....please leave me alone ;____;     *runs away crying*

Okay so I have NO IDEA who to tag, but if you want to do this you tag me as if I tagged you. Have fun!!  ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ

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