#it's okay sirius eventually forgives you | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

luveline · 2 years

Note

I want to paint Sirius’ nails so bad and pull on his hair like it’s my job. You have no idea babe

okay so I don't know if this was a request but I made it one im sorry 😭 just a quiet night in with your boy <3 reader has long ish hair

"Stay still," you whisper, nervous as your boyfriend's warm hand moves over your shoulder. "Please."

"'M sorry, baby," Sirius says. He seems genuinely apologetic, words chased by cigarette smoke as he exhales, pushing a cloud of white out the corner of his mouth and away from your face.

"I don't want to mess up."

"It's okay," he says easily.

You're not so sure, a perfectionist even in the little things. Your hands tremble minutely, your concentration immense as you paint his freshly filed nails. You like doing his nails, like taking care of him, and especially like the bright colours he favours. You take his thumb into your hand, blotting a dark cherry purple over the smooth surface of his nail slowly.

One coat, then two.

"You want…." he offers the cigarette to you.

"It'll make my hands shake," you murmur.

"They're already shaking."

You shift your head, hair falling in your face. Sirius holds his cig between his lips and uses his free hand to move it from your eyes carefully.

"Thanks."

He hums around the last of his cig and then crushes the butt in the ashtray. You're sitting on the floor where he sits on the sofa, the coffee table in front of you covered in items from your small nail kit. You're twisted to face him and your sides ache with it.

"Other hand?" you ask.

He obliges quickly. You know he hates this part where his nails are wet and so his hands are indisposed. Especially in this position. His hands twitch, coveting your face or your hair or your arms, you know.

You try to be a little faster the second time around and end up taking double. You make a small mistake and frown deeply, quick to dip a cotton bud in remover and dab at his skin. It turns to a mess of stubborn colour.

"Oh, no."

"It's okay. You got it, take your time."

He comes to regret this as time stretches on, itching for something to do. You finally finish painting and shift up onto your knees. He looks like he might help you up and then annoyed when he can't, so you indulge him and set yourself over his spread legs, calves on either side of his thigh, flushing with heat all the while.

His smile is reward enough, lazy and breezy-happy.

"Hi," he says.

"Hi," you return.

"Forgive me for not grabbing you."

You wriggle on his leg. "No."

He opens his arms wide so that you can't smudge the polish and you take it as an opportunity to hug him close, adore him in a way he won't always allow. Your arms cross around his neck and the side of your nose presses to the skin below his Adam's apple, chest crushed to his chest.

"You okay?" he asks.

You nod, your nose bobbing over his throat.

"Thanks for doing my nails, love."

"Thanks for letting me," you say, nestling your face into him, feeling mushy soft with how much you like him.

The arm where most of your weight leans comes to cradle you, hand hesitant against your side. It's funny, in a way, because Sirius is hardly ever tentative with you these days. You laugh gently, a small huff of air.

"What's funny?" he asks, having felt it.

"Nothing."

"Don't believe you. Do me a favour? Light one for me?" he asks, nodding towards his tin of rollies.

You oblige, though you say, "You're chain-smoking."

"M'bored. Can't touch you."

You grin despite yourself and reach over his lap for a cig and his lighter. It's easiest to light it in your own mouth and you do, inhaling just a little to get it going before holding it to his mouth. He could take it – if he's careful, he could easily smoke it now without smudging anything – but he doesn't, content on being doted on.

You're content to dote. Everything works out.

You retrieve the ashtray and hold it in your other hand, flicking the smouldering end between drags for him. Eventually your fingers press against his lips, and he puckers a tiny bit more against them.

You smile. His nails are almost definitely dry by now, long quiet moments of your breathing and nothing more.

"You look pretty," you tell him, dropping the last of his cig in the ashtray and pushing it onto the coffee table.

He holds onto your arm as you lean over the table and then pulls you back. You take his face into your hands, rubbing your thumbs from the edges of his smile to the dips under his cheekbones.

"Do I?"

Your hands slink into his hair, raking through curled strands with care. Still, it's been hours since his shower and the curls at the back are tangled; you tug the ends.

He groans, his second hand finding your shoulder. His rings are cold.

You ignore the heated look he's giving you in favour of his dark mop, brushing and stroking with your fingers until you find another snag. He hisses this time and pulls you in, arms tight on your back and chest smelling of warm cologne and lingering smoke.

"My nails are dry, you know," he warns.

You giggle to yourself, the nervous excitement born from his threat bubbling up in a wave.

"You think it's funny, huh?" His voice is a murmur and still echoes through the room.

You're so bliss-happy, your lips moving against his chest as you protest, "No…"

"No, of course you don't. My baby'd never be so cruel."

You scratch your nails lightly over his scalp and bask in the goosebumps that ride the curve of his neck, the bare skin of his upper arms. This close, you can hear the beat of his heart and the change in its rhythm.

Oh, you think. You pull his hair once more to be sure, positively revelling in his quick gasp.

There's a stillness between you both for a moment. He encourages your head from his chest to meet your gaze, eyes creased in bemusement and something worse.

"You're done, sweetness," he says.

You work a strand of his hair around your index finger, grinning.

#sirius x you #sirius orion black #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius x reader fluff #sirius black imagine #marauders era #marauders #sirius black drabble

1K notes · View notes

starchaser-shipper · 27 days

Text

Breakfast Table Conversations - Jegulus and Wolfstar

AN: I was in the mood for something different today than what i normally do.

Both James and Sirius stared at the Slytherin table. Both for two different reasons. Both Regulus and Remus avoided looking at the Gryffindor table. Both for two different reasons.

“it’s been two days. Do you think he’ll ever forgive me?” Sirius asked. He didn’t need to say who he was taking about; James knew.

James tore his gaze away from the younger Black brother to look sympathetically at the older one.

“Mate, as much as he hates to admit it now, he’s still in love with you. With time, he’ll talk to you,” James assured.

“I don’t know if he will this time, though,” Sirius said quietly.

James didn’t know what to say to that and just hummed in response, looking back at the Slytherin table.

“He likes you too, you know?” Sirius said, making James’ head snap to his.

“Wha- what?” James stuttered out.

“Regulus. Whenever you look away from him, he’s always looking at you. I know you like him,” Sirius spoke casually, while James had a mini heart attack.

“Is it that obvious I like him?” James asked weakly.

Sirius nodded. “Yes, I would say it’s pathetic, except I’m looking at Moony the same way. At least you have a chance though.”

James eyed him carefully. “And you’re okay with it? With me liking Reg?” James asked.

Sirius gave James a comforting smile. “Better you than anyone else. I know you’ll take care of him. Hurt him, though, and I’ll kill you,” Sirius warned.

James nodded quickly. “I would kill myself if I hurt him,” James promised.

With that, the two boys turned back to pining and attempting to eat breakfast.

While they were talking at the Gryffyndor table, Remus and Regulus were talking at the Slytherin table.

“It’s been two days, are you ever going to forgive him?” Regulus inquired.

“Eventually.” Remus admitted. “I hate him for what he’s done though. It’s unforgivable.”

Regulus nodded in agreement, taking a bite of breakfast. “Oh, it definitely is. Stealing some else’s chocolate should be worth a prison sentence.”

“I wouldn’t even be that mad if it wasn’t my last chocolate frog!” Remus whined, trying not to look at the Gryffindor table.

Regulus tried and failed not to look at the Gryffindor table too. “It’s a betrayal of the worst kind,” regulus agreed absentmindedly.

Remus smiled knowingly. “He likes you too, you know?” Remus said. He didn’t have to say who he was talking about.

Regulus nodded. “I know,” he acknowledged.

Remus’ brow rose in surprise. “Okay, I wasn’t expecting that one,” he admitted.

“Why haven’t you made a move on him?” He inquired.

Regulus smirked. “And what makes you think I haven’t? Where do you think James got his Slytherin tie from?”

Remus looked at James’ tie, and sure enough, it was green. He gaped in disbelief.

“Does Sirius know?” He questioned.

Regulus nodded towards the other boys. “He will soon enough,” Regulus said.

Right after Regulus said that, James jumped up from his seat, Sirius soon following after him.

Even from across the room, they could hear the loud exclamation of, “Brotherfucker!”

#harry potter #harry potter scenario #james potter #james x regulus #jegulus #starcaser #regulus black #marauders era #dead gay wizards #marauders #wolfstar #remus x sirius #remus lupin #sirius being sirius #sirius black

48 notes · View notes

my-castles-crumbling · 6 months

Note

What is your brain’s canon timeline for the mauraders era?

I love tumblr 😍

So, I'm going to be vague for now but if I feel ambitious maybe I'll make an in-depth one. This is my VERY not canon-compliant, in-a-happy-world timeline. I am also partially high on the fumes from wood stain, so take this with a grain of salt. I can also do a canon-compliant one if you like.

First year: End of the year, Sirius, James, and Peter find out about Remus being a werewolf

Second and Third year: Regulus and Sirius have a falling out because family trauma.

Thirdish year: idea for the Marauder's Map is formed, they spend a year or so perfecting it but are constantly adding to it

Third year as well: Remus realizes he's in love with Sirius. He's more emotionally aware but also hates himself so he pines silently.

Fourthish year: Dorcas and Marlene make the quidditch team, become rivals. Dorcas is Out and Proud. Marlene is not. She probably hooks up with Sirius at some point but they're better off as friends.

Third-fifth year: James wants Lily. He is an idiot. Lily does not want him back.

Beginning of fifth year: Sirius, James, and Peter succeed at being animagi. Remus has to resist kissing Sirius because he was the one who came up with the idea. Poor Remus.

End of fifth year: The Prank. The Dark Ages.

Summer between fifth and sixth year, Sirius runs away, Remus forgives Sirius because....Sirius is hurt and he just loves him, okay?

Sixth year: the year of pining for Wolfstar. Sirius has realized what it's like to lose Remus and Doesn't Want That Again, realizes his feelings but won't share them because he is terrified.

Also sixth year: James cools down about Lily. Lily is a raging lesbian. She hooks up with some randoms, but it doesn't really work out.

Also Also sixth year: Marlene is like, oh shit, lesbians. Women. Girls. Is like ooooo all those issues with Dorcas are sexual tension. This is not solved quickly because both of them are stubborn.

End of sixth year: Wolfstar gets their shit together. As do Dorlene. Perhaps with dramatic confessions.

Summer between sixth and seventh year: Regulus runs away to James's house because he is Very Gay and probably fucked Barty at some point, but just because Barty is arguably attractive and they both were bored. Barty still insists that he's not gay. Oh, Barty.

Seventh year: James has a Gay Crisis and falls for Reggie because Reggie is beautiful to him but everyone else thinks he's an asshole. Eventually Reggie returns said feelings because he's apparently attracted to idiots.

Also seventh year: Because Dorcas and Marlene, and Reggie and James are together, Lily meets Pandora. Yay, Pandalily!

Only after Reggie gets his shit together do Rosekiller realize, hey, we are Also Gay- For Each Other. Better late than never.

This isn't the timeline that any of my fics follow exactly, but this is my ideal timeline lol. Hope that helps!

#marauders #harry potter #marauders era #fanfic #sirius black kinnie #wolfstar #regulus black kinnie #jegulus #harry potter marauders #marauders fandom #dorlene #pandalily

40 notes · View notes

a-sunset-outside-my-window · 15 days

Text

fic rec friday

Peter loves his friends. Which is why he had to kill them. And now, he's doing- well. Alright. Things didn't turn out exactly as he'd anticipated, but he's making it work. Living his life. As a rat. Mostly trying not to think about things.

Fine. Things could be better.

But he hadn't thought they'd get worse- which is exactly what happens when, three years after James died, he's come back. And for some godforsaken reason, he's decided to make that Peter's problem. (Okay, okay- Peter gets it. He did kill him.) Peter is sure that James is going to turn him in, ruin his life the same as Peter had ruined the Marauders.

But this is James. And he doesn't do any of that.

What was Peter expecting, really?

(Features: A lot of fighting, a lot of forgiveness, and a splash of necromancy. Alright, you got me- rather a lot of necromancy. But come on- we can't just have the ghost of Christmas James show up. Haven't you seen 'A Muppet's Christmas Carol'? There needs to be at least two more ghosts.)

so, the blurb has yet again basically done my job for me, but i persevere

this is a crack-y fic that i adore!! the premise is very strange, i will admit, but i implore you to give this story a read because i can almost promise you, you won't regret it!

favourite troped included are:

a broken toy soldier

wolfstar angst

shenanigans with death

peter dealing with some emotions

fixing stuff

sirius breaking out of azkaban

hiding under fridges

some jegulily

grave robbery

healthy comunication (eventually)

harry potter beeing the cutest bean

as always, leave lots of love and kudos to the author (@gonzoclock) and have an amazing rest of the week <3

#ao3 #fic rec friday #marauders fic rec #dead gay wizards from the 70s #but they don't stay dead #wolfstar fic #fix it fic #wolfstar #ao3 fic recs #wolfstar fic rec #jegulily #marauders crack fic #good peter pettigrew #he tries #a broken toy soldier

2 notes · View notes

rollercoasterwords · 1 year

Note

☕️ the prank! how do u think it went down, when, howd it affect their trust or timeline of getting together, etc. i know its common in fics to make the prank a huge fucking deal that almost breaks the marauders or has remus not talking to sirius for weeks which i find interesting bc i think according to canon sirius wasnt remorseful at all about it? and remus forgive him pretty quickly and casually (either bc he didnt want to lose his friends or maybe he just didnt care - he does after all at one point say they were idiots when they were kids and almost getting caught as animagi several times and not really taking things seriously). obviously it doesnt have to follow jkrs version of events but im curious what u think abt it all!

oh boy oh boy oh boy okay let's get into it i think. this might be a long one. i LOVE the prank as i have talked about on this blog in the past xx

personally i think there are so many ways to write the prank and just SO much to explore with it so. it is difficult for me to choose one set story of how i think it went down because i think it would depend on what story i was writing it into!! however hmmm how can i go about this...i think i'm gonna break it down step by step maybe and kinda talk about my preferred interpretations for each bit? so...here u go!

sirius telling snape

ok so when i am writing sirius. well one thing about him is that he IS a little mean to me. like i do not think kindness comes naturally to him i think it's something he has to work at and that if he isn't watching himself he can just be careless with other people's feelings, which is why he's a bit of a bully to the people he doesn't like. so while i can see interpretations of the prank where he is like...very intentionally and maliciously trying to put snape in danger, for whatever reason, and while i can also see interpretations where it was 100% unintentional and he was even tricked or forced or whatever, i prefer to take an approach sort of in between those two extremes.

so for me, sirius telling snape is generally more of like...a snapping situation. like there's other shit going on in sirius's life with his family (because this is the year he ran away, right? and i usually imagine the prank happening sometime after that) that he's dealing with and i think he is ALSO discovering his queerness and dealing with being closeted or perhaps trying very hard to suppress his feelings for a certain best friend that also make him particularly protective of said best friend and less willing to deal with snape's shit. and i imagine like all this going on and snape getting sirius alone at some point and antagonizing him in some way about remus or where the marauders all keep sneaking off to, and sirius just breaks and snaps at snape in a fit of anger where he's like. giving into that meanness that comes so easily and just wants to insult snape and yell at him. and i think sirius isn't really expecting snape to actually. go down the tunnel that very night but at the same time i think he's a bit careless about it as previously stated and just does not think through the full consequences and like storms off in a huff. and then once he realizes what he's done at first he like tries to tell himself snape probably WOULDN'T because he's embarrassed and guilty and doesn't want to admit he's fucked up...but then eventually he does tell the others and well. that's when james goes to the rescue!

snape going down the tunnel

so this is another point where i think there's quite a bit open to interpretation, because sure we hear that harry's dad supposedly saved snape's life, but...well let's be honest that could be an exagerrated account. as others have pointed out snape's worst memory is not this night, but rather a different instance where he clashed with the marauders. so! i think there's really quite a range here. you could write snape going down the tunnel as if he was barely in any danger at all and james just yanked him out right after he caught a glimpse or heard something that confirmed remus was a werewolf, or you could write a whole dramatic showdown where james had to face down with the wolf and risked his life to save snape.

personally i like to make things a little bit dramatic here, just for the angst. obviously james probably can't actually transform in front of snape if this is canon-compliant because snape didn't know the animagi secret, right? but...well i supposed james could like shove snape down the tunnel shut the door and then transform or something. so i do like this section with a little bit more risk, where james is perhaps put in a bit of danger as well, simply because i think it makes the opportunities for angst in the next section a little juicier <3

the fallout

aaaaand the part that everyone really loses their minds over!! again, quite a range of options here all of which i think are fertile ground for exploration, and obviously however u wrote the scene of snape going down the tunnel and sirius telling snape are going to impact the fallout a lot. again, i can see the interpretation where all of the marauders are really, really upset with sirius and sort of turn against him for a while, where there's some huge split in the friend group, etc etc. i can also see the interpretation that takes the canon more at its word when sirius and remus brush the incident off years later, and say that remus honestly didn't care that much once it became clear that no one was hurt and his secret wasn't going to get out.

however, following along from my interpretation of sirius-snapping-at-snape and somewhat tense tunnel danger, i once again like to take more of a middle ground approach between these two extremes. i quite enjoy prank angst where remus feels incredibly betrayed, even once he understands that sirius didn't intend to out his secret and that it was largely just carelessness, because i think sirius being careless with this secret would still really, really hurt remus. i also love when this is like...just around the time that both r + s are discovering their feelings for each other and still sort of dancing around it, because that just twists the knife a little bit more in them suddenly falling apart for a while as sirius repents and remus tries to figure out whether he can forgive sirius and like...deal with the pain of knowing this person who knows him so intimately in so many ways still doesn't understand how being a werewolf affects him.

however, for me this is not a situation where all the marauders turn against sirius. i think james's loyalty to his friends is one of his biggest blind spots, and i also like to write him with this tendency towards a bit of black and white thinking when it comes to morality as an additional flaw, such that he can't really believe that his friends, the people he loves, could ever actually be bad people. because...they're his friends! of course they're good! and in this way, i think the prank fallout can be used for really good foreshadowing about how these flaws will later come back to hurt james during the war.

so for me, james is upset with sirius, but he forgives him very quickly--perhaps even too quickly--because...well of course sirius didn't mean to!! sirius is a marauder! he's their best friend! he's dealing with a lot of shit, and james has a unqiue insight into that shit, being the person who sirius ran away to! and sirius is a good person, so obviously he deserves forgiveness! it was a horrible mistake, but nobody was actually hurt!

i think peter mostly goes along with james, because to me a canon peter is more concerned with james than either remus or sirius. like, i think him having a sort of secondary role within the friendgroup where he's always sort of following james around fits very much with his canon characterization and also sets up well, again, for his actions during the war. i also think peter wouldn't care very much, because...well. i don't think canon peter is a great person or has the strongest moral compass. i kinda feel like he'd be like "no one was hurt, all's well that end's well, let's just move on," though of course he would never say that out loud, because clearly all his friends think this is very upsetting.

and then. of course. remus and sirius.

to me, the prank is a critical moment in their relationship. like i said before, i imagine the prank happening just as their sort of beginning to explore their attraction to each other and the possibility that they might be more than just friends. for remus, i think the prank is sort of a wake-up call and a reminder that he and sirius have lived very different lives, and there are certain things about him that sirius will probably just...never understand. i also think it's a moment where remus sees a darker side of sirius, in that like...well remus has grown up with sirius and he knows this kid can be kind of mean sometimes, but he's never been on the other end of that. but now he knows that sirius, as hard as he tries, is still someone who just. hurts the people he loves sometimes. in very brutal ways. and the fact that it's largely unintentional almost makes it worse. because how can remus blame him? how can remus hold him accountable when he didn't even mean to do it?

so for remus i think it's this moment where he has to sort of balance the scales and decide if this budding love he feels for sirius is like...worth it, almost. if it's enough to override all the parts where they don't fit, all the ways they can hurt each other. and i think the fact that he does, eventually, choose to forgive sirius is an incredibly important indication of how much he loves him, and what he is willing to do for that love.

and for sirius this is also very much a wake-up call. like, up to this point i feel like sirius has very much sort of been this spiraling hot mess because of just all the shit building up with his family and him dealing with the aftermath of running away and being disowned. but this is a point where he has to step back and realize--hey, i don't want to be this kind of person. i don't want to be the guy that hurts the people he loves just because he's careless, and angry, and lashing out in whatever way he can to try and get a grip on a life that feels so largely out of his control. and i think it's also a wake-up call that there are things he hasn't understood about remus or hasn't really tried to understand, that since remus being a werewolf has never mattered that much to him (and has even been almost this fun thing, where it's like hey let's become animagi and run around during the full moon!) he just....hasn't considered how much it impacts remus's life. he's been selfish. and he doesn't want to be selfish anymore, because remus matters to him so much, and above all, he doesn't want to lose that. the prank, to me, marks a restructuring of sirius's priorities, and a sort of renewed focus on trying to actually become a better person and deal with his shit.

so i like to imagine...like, a pretty lengthy period of time, ranging anywhere from a few months up to like a year, during which remus and sirius are a bit estranged as they're both figuring all this shit out. and of course that places strain on their friend group--and i think this is the perfect time for remus to get a lot closer with lily, as he seeks out other friends when he doesn't want to be around sirius. but i do think that remus begins to slowly forgive sirius, and they just naturally start to float back together, until they finally do have like. one big conversation one day where they talk about what happened and remus forgives sirius. and i think that marks such an important shift in their relationship, and things get a lot more serious for them from there, because they have both now prioritized each other in a way that they were sort of dancing around before. regardless of how quickly they get together afterwards, i feel like it's after the prank that they each really become each other's person, because they both know they never want to lose the other like that again.

and there u have it!! my take on the prank. like i said, i can see lots of different interpretations even within the constraints of canon, but i think this is my favorite one <3

#ask

27 notes · View notes

just-a-beatlemaniac69 · 2 years

Text

If Lupin was your uncle Headcanons

Because I’m unoriginal and I think a lot about this I’m making this as if lupin is you uncle/godfather who’s taken you in after your father (who’s Sirius btw) got sent to Azkaban.

Forgive me if this isn’t that good I’m not the best at writing.

-Since he’s taken you under his wing he’s gonna try his goddamn best to be a good role model for you.

- Due to him being a werewolf he had to fight the ministry of magic for the custody of you for awhile. Lets just say for the hell of it he won the trial.

- He keeps extra pieces of chocolate for you.

- He’d try and read too you nightly when you were a bit younger.

- Since your his niece and he fought hard af to get custody of you I don’t think he’d hide the fact that he’s a werewolf from you.

- I feel like he’s gonna try and Shield you a bit from the fact that your father is a (framed) murderer.

- But eventually he would have to inform you of what happened on the night of the death of the potters so you wouldn’t go around telling people that Sirius Black is your dad.

- He would gift you old books that were his as a kid.

- He gives the vibe that he’d be pretty protective of you. Especially if you start dating.

-I truly believe that he either cried or wanted to cry when you boarded the hogwarts express for the first time. Mainly because you’ve grown up so fast and he’s honestly just so proud of you.

-He sends you a good bit of letters while your at hogwarts to make sure you’re okay and still enjoying your friends and studies. Thankfully he hasn’t sent you a lot of howlers during your time at hogwarts.

- You sometimes back in your third year got to hangout in his classroom while you two sat and talked about your days.

- He’s told you a lot about the marauders and how he would be laughing outside of detention while Sirius, James and Peter would be sitting in there for a prank they pulled that was Remus’s idea.

- In his eyes your just a mini version of your dad.

- And he’s not wrong on thinking it either because you are just as mischievous and slightly less dramatic as your father.

- Due to you being just as mischievous as your father you’ve caused lupin to get a lot of grey hairs over the years.

-Even if it was never said through the years of you and Lupin being your own little family he truly loves you like your his own daughter.

56 notes · View notes

shipsgaysfordays · 1 year

Text

Qualms

This is a response to today’s prompt from @wolfstarmicrofic

ALSO THIS IS A SECOND CHAPTER SO I WOULD RECOMMEND READING THE FIRST CHAPTER FIRST.

Links here

Plus a reminder that in this fic Remus uses they/them pronouns and Sirius uses all pronouns.

CW: Mental illness, questioning of reality, a knife and a bit of violence described with said knife

Remus had no qualms about meeting Sirius, absolutely none. Definitely didn’t despise the combination of THAT location with THAT person and THOSE memories and some stupid thing that Sirius wants to tell Remus so maybe just maybe Remus would forgive her, which they never would do such a thing. No matter how much nostalgia and trauma inducing memories they would be dancing around, nothing could make up for what happened.

They packed a cloth bag: healing elixir in case they get the upper hand, a knife, poison which will hopefully not get confused with the healing elixir, rope, matches, cigarettes, a sandwich and book for the train, and some chocolate. Despite packing food, Remus couldn’t eat on the train, they couldn’t do anything as they simply stared off into space considering what would be happening in just a few hours. Do they try to start more casually or take the knife out immediately, or maybe give zim food with the poison, or a multitude of options that they considered.

Moving like a zombie, they walked forward with no thoughts until they were eventually stomping on dead grass walking over annoying little hills until finally standing in front of the decrepit wood shack. I can turn back now, Remus thought, I can turn back and leave and forget that I ever had this life just like Mary did, leave everything and everyone and every memory behind. But they knew, they knew they would need to push through and do it, so they pushed open the door.

They could feel the sense of magic in the room, not from the atmosphere or anything idiotic like that since the shack was hell, but they could feel power…there wasn’t a sound upstairs. Remus stood in the empty first floor, considering walking up but they had a feeling if they did they would be ambushed, they had a feeling either way that would happen. They hadn’t prepared enough for more people to be here than just their ex lover. Since this seemed like it could be the end, and since they wanted to make it apparent that they were in the home, Remus began stomping around and observing all the little dents and destruction caused to this wooden torture palace when they were young. The image of antlers stuck in the wall and a young annoyed and terrified deer came to mind.

Anxious steps came closer and closer down the stairs, “Remus,” a familiar gruff voice began. Their back had been turned, quickly Remus spun around and opened their cloth bag, pulling out the knife and pointing it across the room.

Immediately Sirius’ hands shot up. “I don’t mean to cause trouble.”

“Of course you don’t, you never do, you lying bastard,” Remus voice filled with a sarcasm that sounded almost like what burnt caramel tastes like. Slowly, they took steps closer and closer to Sirius. Zer anxiousness and fear clear in zer wide eyes.

“I just…I-I need to tell you something, but I don’t know how.”

“What, you’re gonna tell me you love me, beg for me to come back to you like we’re 16 again, like things are that simple again,” Remus backed them into the wall, holding the knife to their neck, “James and Lily are dead, and you’re barely even you anymore. Padfoot is gone and dead, Lord Black just needs to join them.”

Time felt like it stood still. Remus stared at them, their eyes wide with fear and tears, a part of them wanted to hug them and make things better because it was Sirius. That stupid youthful Moony part of them wanted to throw the knife across the room, kiss him and tell her everything would be okay. But this was how things turned out, Sirius would live up to the expectations of his family and Remus would live to be the murderous killer that everyone expected him to be.

Sirius's eyes glanced behind Remus for a second, “no,” they started to say.

Remus' eyes were locked on Sirius, “yes,” they said as they began to move their hand.

Then something very unexpected occurred, a third voice spoke, though I guess it’s not too unexpected since Remus had felt other people must be present, he just didn’t expect that voice of all voices.

“Accio knife,” a man's voice spoke anxiously at the sight of Remus and Sirius.

Small droplets of blood began to trickle down his neck, Remus’ fingers brushing it, nose filled with the smell of copper because of the wolf. Remus couldn’t look away from them, both breathing heavily.

“I–I don’t know what to do…don’t leave,” Remus’ arms started holding them. They stayed there for a few minutes, Sirius holding them back as they stared at the figure behind Remus.

“Please, let me explain.”

A big part of Remus wanted to say no, fuck no, nothing could help this situation. Still another part felt at home in her arms and was desperate for him to stay, so lowly they spoke, “okay.”

“I was falsely imprisoned, for a crime I didn’t commit.”

“Why should I believe you?”

“Just, let me continue…I didn’t commit the crime, no one did.”

“You expect me to believe the Potter’s killed themselves and their child.”

Sirius was about to speak, until.

“No, because we never died,” Lily’s voice rang in their ears, it was impossible, but it did.

Remus broke apart from Sirius and stared behind them, Lily and James, next to each other. James holding a bloody knife that they had in their hands only seconds ago.

They glanced back at Sirius, “What are you doing to my brain?”

“What do you mean, Moony?” Lily spoke softly.

“None of this is real, IT CAN’T BE REAL, I–” they breathed heavily, “this isn’t real, I’m alone surrounded by ghosts by thoughts by everything fucked up in MY MIND.” Remus’ hands ran manically through their hair.

“Moony, we’re back, please,” James touched their arm. Immediately they backed away, quickly into the corner of the room.

“No…no, no no no,” Remus shook their head, “no, it can’t be real. I’m alone. I’m alone, I’m sorry I couldn’t fix this before and make things right but you don’t need to….my mind doesn’t need to lie to me.” They fell to the floor, their eyes wide as they trembled.

“Remus, look at me,” Lily spoke softly, starting to crouch next to them. “Look at me,” she spoke sternly this time.

They looked up into the green eyes and the face and the Lily of it all was overwhelming, it was her, or the closest thing to her. She grabbed their hands that had been moving like a pendulum, “I need you to take a deep breath for me, I know it’s a lot, but it’s real.”

Remus’ face went blank for a second, looking at their best friend whom they thought was dead, they took a deep breath, not wanting to make her angry. Their hands pulled away but she continued to grip tight.

“Lily I–” James started from across the room, where he had been helping with Sirius’ small wound.

Their breath hitched, they felt trapped, and like their air was closing in, they needed…they needed, “GET AWAY FROM ME,” Remus screamed, breaking their hands free and pushing Lily away.

It was all too much, they looked back to Sirius, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m sorry,” they wailed as they ran out the door. How is this reality? They questioned as they ran into the night.

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #lots of hurt today #sorry about that #cw: violence #wolfstar fic #Wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar fanfic #Remus Lupin #remus x sirius #Sirius x Remus #RemusLupin #remus and sirius #remus' descent into madness

9 notes · View notes

carniferous · 1 year

Note

if you feel like going into how r/s are utenanthy coded.. im v much listening

okay so sirius + anthy are both people who have proximity to power and privilege but are ultimately still subjugated/abused bc the power itself is inherently coercive and abusive (if you want to read more about power in rgu i'd recommended the palace perspective's essay the entire series if you haven't already read it). anthy is the rose bride which makes her exalted and revered and, most importantly, better than others (other girls, specifically). but she is still seen as an object and abused by the very same people who insist that she is better than other girls. sirius is a pureblood and heir to house of black and this makes him powerful and revered and, most importantly, better than others. but he is still abused by the very same people who insist he is better than others. also they are both people who abandoned their world and broke the cycle of abuse in favor of love and understanding.

remus + utena both exist and peripheral to the power but at the same time disruptive to the hierarchy. they don't have any power themselves and are in fact only tolerated on the assumption that eventually they can be controlled (utena's gendernoncomfomity and remus's lycanthropy are also treated as similarly dangerous. not literally, but hardly anything in rgu is literal). they're both completely unprecedented (utena as a girl who wants to be a prince, remus as the first werewolf at hogwarts). and they both gain a proximity to power bc of how unprecedented they are that eventually puts them in a position to bring about true change. utena succeeds, remus doesn't BUT remus doesn't succeed for reasons that are very similar to why utena's princehood was a false conception: the power structures are deeply entrenched, abuse and marginalization are encouraged by the power structures, trying to revolutionize from within these structures will always fail.

utenanthy and wolfstar are both relationships that are born from a complete lack of understanding due to the distance of their positions that eventually morphs into the deepest and truest understanding either of them have known (and importantly, utena and anthy still don't FULLY understand each other at the very end which is why utena can't save anthy but her refusal to stop trying is what gives anthy the will to walk away. i think it's important also that r and s don't fully understand each other but their refusal to stop trying is the most important thing). both relationships are about learning to love each other while simultaneously unlearning a lifetime of abuse and conditioning. wolfstar WOULD survive the fucked up gay repressed bed lmao bc imo the wolfstar thesis is that no barrier to their relationship mattered to them more than the genuine love and connection they felt for each other. AND also if i wanted to i could draw parallels between the prank + remus's forgiveness (in fanfiction. the prank isn't compelling to me in canon and also idc about canon) and anthy's manipulation + utena's forgiveness.

#this response is SO LONG sorry i love rgu #ask #wolfstar

6 notes · View notes

luveline · 2 years

Note

could i request some dad!sirius domesticity? thank you baby

thank you for your request I love writing stuff like this!

"Are you tired, darling?" Sirius asks quietly.

You turn, your youngest cradled in your arms. She fusses in the pram and won't sleep unless you're holding her and the crying always breaks your heart. She's heavy but not unmanageable, only a few months old.

Sirius pushes her pram, your other daughter's hand tight in his.

You're about halfway through a, "No, I'm okay," when you realise he's not talking to you.

"I'm okay, daddy."

"Are you sure?" he asks patiently.

She has to think about it for a few seconds, her little feet covered in sand, hair damp like her father's from the sea.

You watch, eyes creased in affection as she reaches her arms into the air. Sirius bends and slots his arm between her small legs, pulling her up into his chest deftly. Her head lands in the juncture of his neck, innocent little face pressed in stark contrast against a tattoo. She wraps her arms over his shoulders.

Sirius' eyes close and he pats her back gently. "Poor girl. We'll bring your buggy tomorrow."

"I'm too big," she whispers.

"You're not too big," he says, grabbing the pram and starting to walk again. "You're my little girl."

"I'm big!"

"Says who?"

"Mammy says I'm big all the time."

Sirius throws a halfhearted glare your way, though he can't maintain it when he sees the youngest asleep in the curve of your arm. "Your mam is lying. You're my baby," he says into her hair.

She grumbles but Sirius is a practiced hand, patting and rubbing her back in intervals until she drops off.

You slow to his speed, walking with him side by side.

"What about you, darling?"

"I'm okay," you say, happy to be treated with the same protective care.

"You don't wanna put her back in her pram?" he asks worriedly. "You've carried her for hours."

"You really shouldn't tell her I'm lying," you say instead of answering, ignoring the ache in your arms. Hours is dramatic, though you have carried her for a while.

"You do lie to her. You once told her the ice cream van only plays music when they've run out of lollies."

You flush with a guilty heat. "I didn't have any money in the house, Siri."

"I know, my love, I remember. You felt so bad you had heartburn and made me take her to Tesco's at eight in the evening."

"Her sad little face," you recall in a murmur.

"For the record," he starts, his flirting drawl that you know well, "I want badly to give you a kiss. Forgive me for abstaining," he says, fingers moving from your daughters back in emphasis.

You grin like a fool and crane your neck up high, holding the baby carefully to your chest. Sirius smiles in return as you press a chaste, smooth kiss to his lips. One, then a second as you pull away and he follows.

You're feeling giddy with contentment as you settle back into step with him, a comfortable silence filled only by the sound of the crashing waves at your back and the caw of gulls flying above.

"Are you tired?" you ask eventually. The oldest is much heavier than a baby, and he's been pushing the empty pram for half the day without complaint. He must be.

"Knackered. Think you could carry me back to the van, too?" he asks.

"Maybe. I've got some proper muscles these days," you brag.

"I know you do. S'what happens when you carry the world in your hands every day."

"Two worlds," you correct.

"Three, I'd hope."

"You're my whole world, Black," you agree, just as the baby begins to rouse. You shush her gently, tap tap tapping her tiny back. "Come on, sweetheart."

It doesn't work. You've half the charm and none of the technique that Sirius does, to your everlasting chagrin, and she won't go back down now she's up.

"She just wants to see you," he says, nodding at the baby's wide eyes.

She's not crying, only looking. You both stop and he inclines his head against yours, the two of you gazing down at her bright eyes and parted lips, completely in love.

#marauders era #marauders #sirius x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius orion black #sirius x you #sirius x y/n #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black drabble #sirius black imagine #sirius black x reader fluff

919 notes · View notes

slytherweasley · 2 years

Note

Can you pls write about ex!James x Reader where he cheated on her with Lily but regrets.

But till the time he realises reader is in relationship with wolfstar......

After Hogwarts maybe where instead of Remus James belived Sirius was the traitor and they still have some bad blood(Sirius doest go to Azkaban instead they find the truth about Peter)....

Double crossed (ex!James Potter x reader) & (Wolfstar x reader)

Warnings: cheating, angst

You found yourself constantly remembering back to your days at Hogwarts, more specifically the worst day ever and the day you learnt how cruel life can be. You were so in love with James Potter, you’d dated for three years and been friends since first year.

James was the best boyfriend you could ask for throughout your relationship, though you both lacked experience in the relationship department. You never suspected a thing until you walked into your then boyfriend kissing, what you considered your friend, Lily.

You were heartbroken and the two of them apologised constantly but you never accepted their half hearted apologies. You never asked but always wondered why James cheated on you, you thought everything was perfect.

The situation traumatised you, you could never bring yourself to commit to a relationship. You’d lost contact with most people from Hogwarts, until Sirius and Remus invited you to the pub, you gladly accepted considering you were close at Hogwarts.

Your friendship eventually grew stronger as you started hanging out more often. You let your guard down around them, unbeknownst to either of you, you felt the same.

Feelings were eventually revealed and Remus and Sirius welcomed you into their relationship. You’d been together for just under a year but it had been the most fun you’d had in a while.

James and Sirius haven’t talked to each other after James confronted Sirius about setting up Peter. Sirius was upset his best friend didn’t believe he wasn’t a traitor.

Meanwhile James had left Lily after realising his feelings towards you never fully went away and you were what he needed in his life. He didn’t know where you would be or if you’d ever want to see him again.

He never gave up looking but he also knew he hurt you and he isn’t owed forgiveness or a second chance.

You hadn’t seen him until you were invited to a dinner at Marlene’s house, she also invited James and everyone else you were friends with at some point at Hogwarts. You, Remus and Sirius would’ve never gone if you knew who would be there.

As you walked through the door the first person you made eye contact with was James, you felt sick. As everyone greeted you, you couldn’t help but keep your eyes on James.

Remus and Sirius both looked at you wondering what you were going to do. “I’ll make up an excuse and we can go home” Sirius whispers “No, I don’t want to ruin this for Marlene, I’ll have to get over it.”

You talked to all your friends until you strayed off to the kitchen alone. As you fill up your glass you look up to see James.

“Hi” he says quietly “Hi” your voice is blunt. “It’s been a while” “Yes it has” “I’m sorry about everything that’s happened between us?” You wanted the conversation to end, for someone to save you but no one did.

“Can we please talk? I want us to be okay” “You should’ve thought about that when you cheated on me” “I’m sorry, it was the worst thing I’ve ever done, I’m not with Lily, I haven’t seen her in a long time.”

“You hurt me, I’ll never put all my trust in a relationship, I’m lucky I found Remus and Sirius. They are committed to our relationship.” “Sirius is a liar” “a liar? Sirius saved us from Peter” “Sirius isn’t to be trusted, he set up Peter” “set him up? Peter did that to himself.”

Sirius and Remus quickly realised you weren’t around and neither was James. They looked around and eventually found you in the kitchen with James in the middle of an argument.

“Is everything okay?” Remus asks “No, I’m ready to go home” “What is your problem?” Sirius raises his voice at James as you walk over to Remus. “You are my problem” James says “Not this again, I saved your life, believe me or not I don’t care.”

The three of you walk away saying your goodbyes and apparate home. You wish things could be okay with James but it never will.

#tw cheating #harry potter #hp imagine #marauders fic #marauders era #marauders #wolfstar angst #wolfstar x reader #wolfstar x you #ex!james x reader #angst #james potter angst #sirius black angst #remus lupin angst #insecure reader

602 notes · View notes

thebluespirit83 · 3 years

Text

debunking pro-snape/anti-james arguments and putting it on the internet because clearly i hate myself. buckle up. this is gonna be a VERY long post. im ready for the amount of hate i will get; im willing to take one for the team.

1. james forced lily into dating/marrying/etc him

this literally never happened? because its almost as if lily is her own person who is able to stand up for herself-

“I wouldn’t go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid,” said Lily.

“LEAVE HIM ALONE!” Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily.

She turned on her heel and hurried away [from james].

-and so she would not allow someone to walk all over her. its almost as if james (canonically) matured as a person, and she appreciated this, realised he was a good person and got feelings for him? because james’ only negative traits were that he was conceited and a show off. people are able to mature and grow from these things! james did this! he did not ‘force’ lily to go out with him!

2. james and the other marauders bullied snape

you know what, i cant even disagree with this one. you’re right - they did bully him. but lets look a little bit at the context.

sirius and james were both upper class, naive white rich boys. they are idiots. they were both stupid smart teenagers!! they were popular! and while this does not excuse the gross bullying snape was subject to-

Pink soap bubbles streamed from Snape’s mouth at once; the froth was covering his lips, making him gag, choking him

Several people watching laughed; Snape was clearly unpopular ... Snape was trying to get up, but the jinx was still operating on him; he was struggling, as though bound by invisible ropes.

-it (unfortunately) makes sense with context. james and sirius also stopped bullying people, and even expressed discomfort/regret with the way they acted-

“I’m not proud of it,” said Sirius quickly.

“Of course he was a bit of an idiot!” said Sirius bracingly, “we were all idiots!

[sirius talking to remus] you made us feel ashamed of ourselves sometimes

A lot of people are idiots at the age of fifteen. He grew out of it.

-when they were younger! i’d also like to point out these little lines i noticed when i was finding quotes for my argument which snape stans like to ignore:

James and Snape hated each other from the moment they set eyes on each other

I mean, he [snape] never lost an opportunity to curse James

there was a flash of light and a gash appeared on the side of James’s face, spattering his robes with blood

wow, look at that. the hate they felt for each other was mutual! snape also jinxed james! but oh wait - james was the one who matured! snape was the one who bullied his son twenty years later because he looked like james!

3. snape didnt abuse the kids at hogwarts

here’s a real argument i saw when looking through some pro-snape posts: ‘snape wasn’t an abuser, because abusers don’t let their victims retaliate, but snape did let the kids talk back to him’

what. the. fuck?!

this is the dictionary.com definition of abuse: ‘to treat in a harmful, injurious, or offensive way’ or ‘to speak insultingly, harshly, and unjustly to or about’. i’m pretty sure snape did both of these things-

“I don’t need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!”

“So,” said Snape, gripping Harry’s arm so tightly Harry’s hand was starting to feel numb.

Snape threw Harry from him with all his might.

[hermione’s teeth] "I see no difference."

‘Idiot boy!’ snarled Snape [at neville]

-on multiple occasions. i’d also like to remind you guys that neville’s worst fear is SNAPE?! his TEACHER, a figure that is supposed to be there for emotional and educational support is his worst fear in this entire world?! above the woman who drove his parents to insanity? over failure, over his abusive grandmother, over everything? his teacher? and for the pro-snaper that used this quote-

Nearly everyone laughed. Even Neville grinned apologetically.

-to claim that it was a joke, it isn’t a joke. because when snape came out of that cupboard, he was terrified. yes, it’s an embarrassing thing to have as your boggart, but the point is is that it is. he is terrified of that man.

4. james only joined the order because his wife was a muggleborn and he ‘had to’

this is just factually incorrect. james had been sticking up for muggleborn rights since he was in school, far before he started dating or even became friends with lily:

“Apologize to Evans!” James roared at Snape, his wand pointed threateningly at him.

“I’d NEVER call you a - you-know-what!”

so this is literally not true!! plus, at least he did join the order, whatever his reasons where (which were canonically good). snape didnt join the order. snape was friends with someone who suffered discrimination in society, and instead of using his privilege to help her and support her, he joined a group that was set on murdering people like her. when james had a friend who underwent oppression (remus/lycanthropy) you know what he did? he illegally became an animagus.

5. snape had to be a death eater to survive at hogwarts as he roomed with blood supremacists

this is the shittiest excuse i have ever seen in my entire life. as a poc, this comment really reminds me of the argument ‘i was raised in a racist white household! i cant control my beliefs!’

you can always control your beliefs. i understand not going on big rants about blood inequality in front of a bunch of supremacists, and i understand wanting to blend and fit in (especially because he was unpopular and needed the support the slytherin boys provided), but i will never understand then becoming an active member of the group yourself. he got the dark mark. he helped voldemort. he was a death eater, and a proud one at that! no-one forced him to join. this argument literally makes my blood boil.

6. snape had a lot of trauma from being raised in an abusive household

okay? so did sirius. so did neville. luna was bullied at school, just like snape. harry lived in an abusive household. did any of those people bully children? did any of those people join a blood supremacist group? and dont get me wrong, im not calling any of these people perfect - they all had a lot of flaws - but none of them hurt another people to the extreme that snape did.

7. snape saved the trio’s lives many times

this is the absolute bare minimum. ‘oh wow, he didnt let harry die!! what a king! he should be respected and praised! we should excuse all of his other actions because he didnt let people die <3′

8. snape is not a perfect person, he also did good that many people overlook

you’re right, snape did do some good things in his life. but unfortunately, for me and many others, doing a couple of good things doesnt excuse all of the shitty, abusive things he did too. we’re not ignoring them - we just dont think they’re good enough reasons to forgive him.

‘but james and sirius hurt others! you ignore all the bad things they did in favour of the good!’ you do the same thing with snape, first of all. second, they did a lot of good stuff. james’ and sirius’ only crimes were being annoying. for being a bit of a dick, conceited, knew they were hot and were a bit entitled. while these things are annoying as fuck, they were also stupid teens that eventually grew out of their behaviour and became better people. not perfect! better. while snape just stayed bitter at the marauders, long after their deaths, and even took his anger out on an innocent child.

9. people only hate snape because he was poc and queer coded

as a poc and queer person, please stop. this is a very bad excuse. being poc and queer (which im pretty sure he isnt, but anyway) doesnt excuse you from your actions. plus, a huge amount of harry potter readers are poc and lgbtq. why would they hate snape for those reasons?!

so thats all i got for today. im not gonna go into a deep snily/jily thing because i literally cannot be bothered. anyway im done. i need to go revise, i’ve already spent long enough on this.

#i wanted to put this in the pro snape tag #but i will be slandered so much if i do #hate on me if you want i dont care #harry potter #the marauders #james potter #pro james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #anti severus snape #long rant #lily evans #jily #flowerpott #anti snily #wolfstar

987 notes · View notes

fruitcoops · 3 years

Note

ok this is a very specific request so don't worry if you ignore it, but would you write something about remus helping interview new PTs with moody, and when they eventually find hestia?

Yeah!! I love writing Hestia as the new PT and this was a really neat prompt! SW credit goes to @lumosinlove

Moody reached over and put a hand on Remus’ knee to stop its incessant bouncing. “Breathe, kid.”

“Sorry,” he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he looked at the stack of resumes on the desk. “I’m just nervous.”

“This isn’t your job anymore, you don’t have to—”

“No!” Remus blurted. Moody raised his eyebrows. “Sorry. No, I’m fine, I can stay.”

The old man’s face softened. “We’ll find the right one, okay? You get to be a player now, Loops. You don’t have to stress about this part.”

Yes, I do. Moody must have seen the hesitance on his face, but he shook his head and pressed the buzzer for the first interviewee to enter. The door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a resume the size of a small Bible in his hands; Remus felt something die inside. It was going to be a long eight hours.

-------------------

Noon came and went, then one o’clock, then two, until four pm rolled around and the stack of paperwork was beginning to resemble the leaning tower of Pisa. The previous applicant, a woman with a temper like a dragon, had decided the best way to handle her polite but firm rejection was to let loose a barrage of verbal abuse on them both.

“Go home,” Moody told him for the eighteenth time.

“Not until we find the right one,” Remus insisted.

“This isn’t your job—”

“I know. Fucking—” He broke off with a huff and rested his forehead on the tabletop. “I know, Moody, but I need to do this. I need to know we’ve got the right person in there, or I’m not going to be able to relax ever again. I promise not to get too involved after this, but please. Please let me do this with you.”

A few beats of silence passed before a heavy hand settled between Remus’ shoulder blades. “You’re a good kid, Lupin. I’m gonna miss you.”

“I’ll still be here every day,” he mumbled.

“I know. Ready to keep going? We’ve only got a few left.”

Remus straightened and winced as his back cracked. “Alright, let’s do this.”

He pressed the buzzer again and the door opened, revealing a young woman with a sky-blue scarf around her head and neck. “Hestia Jones,” she said as she sat. Her face was kind, but she carried herself with confidence. Remus liked her immediately.

“Nice to meet you, Ms. Jones,” Moody said, opening her folder. “My name’s Alastor Moody. I’m the head trainer for the Lions.”

“Remus Lupin, the old PT.” Hestia’s handshake was strong. “We’re just going to go through a few basic questions, then you can ask whatever you’d like and we’ll continue from there. Sound good?”

“Sounds great.”

Hestia’s confidence did not waver throughout the interview; her answers were clear and concise. She was quick-witted and smart without being pretentious, and nothing she said made Remus believe she would put up with any whining about exercises or stretches. For the first time in six hours, he felt like they had a really strong candidate.

Moody tapped her portfolio on the desk with a pleased look on his face. Well, as pleased as his face could get. “Thank you for your time, Ms. Jones, I think we’ll—”

“Wait. Could I borrow you for a moment?” Remus asked. Both of them raised an eyebrow at him, but Hestia nodded and stood up. “Awesome, thanks. It’ll just take a second.”

He led her down the hall to the rink, where the team was finishing up with a light scrimmage for bragging rights. He heard several calls of ‘Loops!’ and waved, then motioned her toward the bench. “Quick question,” Hestia said, following the puck with her eyes. “What’s going on here?”

“Hands-on demonstration,” Remus answered. Any minute now.

Pots skated up to the boards, out of breath and sweaty. He grinned when he saw Hestia. “Hey, you’re here for the PT position?”

She blinked in obvious surprise. “Yeah. Hestia Jones.”

“James Potter.” He looked to Remus, who glanced toward the Gatorade bottles. “Hey, H—can I call you H?”

“Sure?”

“Can you grab me a blue Gatorade?”

Hestia didn’t skip a beat before grabbing one off the bench and cracking it open for him. James’ smile widened. “Superstition?” she guessed.

He lifted the bottle toward her in a ‘cheers’ motion. “Indeed.”

“Can I be honest for a second?” she asked, chancing a look at them both.

“It’s preferred,” Remus said.

“I always thought superstitions were kind of bullshit.”

James barked a laugh as Remus snorted. “Y’know, H, I seem to remember this guy saying something very similar on his first day.”

“Pots!” Sirius called. “The hell are you doing?”

“See you around, Ms. Jones,” James said, skating away with a mock-salute.

One by one, each of the players swung by the bench for their rituals and good luck charms. Hestia didn’t miss a single one, keeping her eyes on the game the whole time. She was friendly and bantered right back with the guys despite a few hiccups or moments of surprise when they appeared seemingly out of nowhere; within five minutes, Remus had his answer.

“Thanks for that,” he said as they headed back down the hallway. The tension had begun draining out of his lower back at last.

She shrugged one shoulder. “Never hurts to gauge team dynamics.”

“The Lions—” Remus trailed off, searching for the right words. “They’re a family. A loud, messy, wonderful family that either draws you in or scares you away in the first ten days.”

“You care about them a lot.” It wasn’t a question, but her tone was gentle.

“I do. Which is why I’m going to do everything in my power to convince Moody to hire you when we go back in there.”

Her dark eyes widened. “Really?”

“If you want to,” he amended. “Be prepared to be damp literally all the time, because all of them are huggers.”

“Yeah, I—” She broke off with a laugh. “I think I can handle that. Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” Remus said, turning the handle on the door. “It’s not my decision.”

Moody was still sorting through the resume pile when they answered; he glanced up, then folded his hands and leaned forward on the desk. He scrutinized them both for a moment, nodding slowly. “Congratulations, Ms. Jones. Welcome to the Lions training staff.”

Her face glowed with happiness as she reached out to shake his hand. “Thank you, Mr. Moody. It’s an honor.”

“Thank you.” He tilted his head toward Remus with a teasing gleam in his eye. “Now I don’t have to listen to him getting all twitchy.”

“Hey!” Remus protested, though he could muster up very little true indignance. “I’m not twitchy!”

“You about bounced yourself out of your chair, Loops,” Moody said drily. “Forgive me for misunderstanding. You start July first, Ms. Jones.”

The excitement on her face made Remus remember the first time he had stepped into the little PT office with his name badge and binders, buzzing with joy. Now, there was a whole new road ahead.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Hestia said.

160 notes · View notes

beekindacool · 3 years

Text

Remus Lupin x Reader

Gender: female (she/her)

Word count: 2033

TW: none

You sat in the Gryffindor common room, just right in front of the fire. Behind you sat your dear friend, Lily Evans. The two of you had known one another since pretty much birth. Your mothers were best friends and you had followed in their steps. It was pure luck that you and Lily had turned out to be witches together. Even more luck when you were both sorted into Gryffindor. Now, though, you were in your sixth year.

You looked over to Lily, she was finishing up her Potions homework when James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew obnoxiously came running down the stairs from their dorm rooms.

“Ladies! Lovely evening, innit?” Sirius hummed, dancing towards you and Lily. You scrunched up your nose slightly, mocking a face of disgust. In actuality, you enjoyed the presence of The Marauders, despite how over-the-top they could be. After all, they had been there for Lily after the fallout with Snape last year.

James scooted himself over next to Lily, he tried wrapping an arm around her shoulder but she shooed him away, a smile was undeniably growing on her face. Yes, Lily was into James but she always denied it.

Sirius made a comment, teasing them probably but you had turned your attention towards Remus. You didn’t realize it before but he stood next to you now.

“It’s painful watching those two, really!” The tall boy whisper-yelled to you, letting out a chuckle afterwards. You never really paid any mind to Remus. He was always a bit more quiet than James and Sirius. Peter, too, with all his anxious fits.

You studied his face for a bit, noticing the long pink scar that went across his face. His deep blue eyes that looked sad despite the small smile he had on. The light stubble on his chin. The way his hair was wavy and sort of swooped over like in the movies. Remus Lupin was *really* pretty.

Remus cleared his throat just loud enough for you to snap out of your daze. You felt your face heat up in embarrassment.

“I’m... I am so sorry. Merlin, I did not mean to come off as creepy or anything I just! I-“ You were cut off by Remus.

“Don’t worry about it, Y/L/N. It’s okay to be curious about my scars.” He consoled, patting your shoulder with his hand lightly.

Your time with Remus was cut short when James called for him as the rest of the boys were leaving through the painting. Remus said a quick goodbye and jogged towards his friends.

Letting out a sigh, you sat next to Lily and she laid her head in your lap. You played with her fiery red locks as she rambled on about James being absolutely ridiculous.

Later that night, you still sat in the common room but now alone. You laid on the couch and watched the dying fire. You thought about Remus: his hand in yours, cuddling, etc. All that romantic cheesy stuff. You couldn’t help it, it was the hopeless romantic in you.

As if on cue, though, The Marauders entered the common room again. James and Sirius greeted you and ran back into their dorms, giggling like a bunch of schoolgirls as Peter followed behind them. Remus didn’t follow them, instead he came over to you. Quickly, you sat up straight and made room for Remus. He sat down on the opposite side and turned his whole body towards you, lifting his knees up to his chest.

For the next hour, you and Remus talked about almost anything and everything. It was easy to get comfortable with him, everything about him made you feel warm and at home.

After that night in the common room, the two of you became almost attached to the hip when he wasn’t hanging out with The Marauders. He eventually trusted you enough to tell you about his “condition”. Remus was with you all throughout seventh year, too. And with each moment you spent with him, the more you fell in love with him.

It was Lily and James’ wedding day. You were the maid of honor and Sirius was the best man. The wedding was a small one; James’ parents, Remus, and Peter being the only others to attend due to the first war.

The summer breeze gently tousled Lily’s hair. She looked just like a princess would. The top of the dress hugged her torso and flowed out into a tea length. It was a little simple but easy to move in. You wore a light lemony yellow dress, it was an a-line with a small cape over it.

The ceremony had quickly ended and all of you went to Lily and James’ home to eat dinner. The whole night was full of laughter and utter joy, everyone was able to forget about the terrors outside for just a little bit.

That night, Remus took you home.

“I hope you know you looked absolutely beautiful tonight, Y/N. Really.” He commented as the two of you got to your doorstep. Remus had a cheeky smile on his face and he shifted awkwardly as he waited for a response.

“Thank you. You looked really handsome too, you git.” You let out a small laugh and avoided eye contact with Remus, your face was undeniably as red as a cherry.

He gently held your cheek with one hand, making you look at him. Remus pursed his lips for a moment before speaking again.

“C-can I kiss you?” He stuttered out, wincing as his voice cracked just a bit. You couldn’t help but grin ear to ear at him, he was absolutely adorable. You nodded though and leaned up, pulling Remus into a kiss. It was sweet. He was sweet. Remus tasted like chocolate.

After that, you and Remus dated for a bit. About three years, actually. It was going absolutely perfect with Remus until Lily and James had been murdered. It broke your heart. Both of your hearts.

You tried making your relationship work after the war. It just didn’t feel the same anymore with no Lily, no James, no Peter, or Sirius.

It was a mutual decision to split. Remus moved away to Merlin knows where. He didn’t send any owls. He didn’t contact you at all afterwards. You couldn’t blame him.

Things eventually began looking up for you as years passed. Dumbledore sent you an owl, offering you a teaching position as the new charms professor and had also mentioned Harry Potter would be attending as a first year. Without a second thought, you accepted.

Now, it was your third year teaching at Hogwarts. You were so unbelievably proud of Harry with the things he had accomplished in his first and second year. You were close with him, always telling him stories about Lily and James. Harry considered you his aunt... at least one he actually liked.

You sat in the Great Hall, waiting for the other professors to arrive. You were excited to find out who the next DADA professor was. Or anxious? The last two you met were interesting to say the least... one being a traitor and the other being a fraud. Becoming bored of waiting, though, you began to doze off.

Next thing you knew, Snape was sitting next to you and dug his elbow into your rib, causing you to let out a quiet curse. He not-so-discreetly motioned over to a man sitting at the opposite end of the dining table. You thought it was Remus.

Snape knew that you and Remus had been in a relationship. You told him everything. He apologized for everything that had happened in the past. You couldn’t fully forgive him, not after he had become a death eater. You were able to tolerate him enough, though.

“Is that... Lupin? Remus Lupin?” You asked Snape slowly, unsure if whether or not your eyes were deceiving you. Snape let out a low yes.

And on cue, Dumbledore stood up and introduced the man you loved for all these years. You watched as he did an awkward bow to the students. He was so handsome still. When he sat back down, you could’ve sworn he looked back at you for a second.

After everyone was finished with their meals, students were the first to leave the Great Hall, leaving the professors to mingle for a bit before their first classes.

You tried staying close to Snape, acting as if you were busy but that didn’t stop Remus from coming up to you.

“Professor Y/L/N. It’s been quite some time! You’re looking well.” Remus cheerily greeted, his hands were dug in his pockets as he looked you up and down, obviously checking you out.

“I’m right here too, you know...” Snape hissed, one side of his top lip slightly curled in disgust. Remus threw his hands up and acted as if he was surprised to see Snape.

“Merlin! Sniv- I mean Snape. Hello!” Remus chuckled, he looked at you as you tried stifling giggles. You remembered when The Marauders would call Snape “Snivellous”.

Snape, finding Remus to be unfunny, scoffed and left to prepare for his Potions class. Now, it was just you and Remus. It was awkward.

“How’ve you been?” You finally asked, your voice became softer. You knew he had a hard time finding work because of his lycanthropy.

“I’m... I’m better than how I was last time we saw one another.” His voice wavered a bit, your last memories together were painful to remember.

“I missed you. I hope you know that.” You choked out, pulling him in for a hug. Your forehead was pressed against his chest and arms wrapped around his waist. You felt him hesitate but Remus stroked your hair.

The two of you were interrupted when Dumbledore cleared his throat. “It’s time for your classes, professors.”

“We’ll talk later, okay Y/N?” Remus pulled away from you and ruffled your hair a little bit before setting off to class. You waited a few moments before setting off yourself.

The whole day you thought about Remus. You were unsure about whether or not you were excited to talk or if you were going to explode from nervousness.

After dinner and students were sent to their dorms, you met with Remus in the library. The two of you sat at a table in the back corner. It used to be where you held your study dates with him.

“Right... where should we start?” He asked, folding his hands over the table. You could tell he was nervous.

“Have you been seeing anybody?” You blurted out, it was the first thing that came to your mind.

“No. No, I haven’t seen anybody since you.” Remus chuckled, raking a hand through his hair. He hesitated before speaking again.

“In all honesty Y/N, I couldn’t bring myself to be with anyone else. You were the only girl I’d ever loved. The only one I still love.” He said softly, lowering his head. You wanted to cry. To scream. To jump into his arms. Anything.

“I... I feel the same way. I love you still. Even after all these years. I always will.” You whispered, just loud enough for him to hear.

You felt tears start dripping from your eyes. It was barely noticeable at first but then they had just coming out like a faucet. Remus stood up, panicking.

“What’s wrong, darling?” He asked, picking you up and sitting you on the edge of the table. Remus stood in between your legs and wiped your tears best he could.

“I just missed you so much,” you choked out in between sobs, “I thought about you everyday and here you are standing right in front of me again. It’s all I’ve ever wanted since forever.”

Remus let out a soft laugh and shook his head. He took your face in his hands and kissed you. It was desperate and passionate. You tried making up for all the kisses you missed over the past thirteen years.

You were ready to build a future with Remus again. You were going to make it work with him through thick and thin.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #harry potter #harry potter x reader #x reader #sirius black #sirius black x reader #james potter #james potter x reader #marauders fanfiction

277 notes · View notes

innaminitus · 3 years

Text

Alone

Pairing: Sirius Black x reader

Request: Hi! I love your work. I was wondering if I can please have Sirius Black x FemReader smut. Where they spend Christmas with reader's muggle family. Reader's family is so in love with her charming new boyfriend that the two barely get a second to themselves. They have tried to sneak away and let's say they have been caught in some comprising positions. Eventually, they get time to themselves for some adult fun. (form: @sweetandsourfics)

Warnings: smut, young!sirius, shitty proofreading

Word count: 1898

A/N: this took so freaking long to finish, i’m sorry. also tumblr hates me and i am upset because this post won’t show up on the “recent” page (therefore reblogs are very welcome and apprieciated)

Nervous wasn’t the word that could possibly describe how you felt. Scared would maybe be better. Terrified, perhaps. You boyfriend, on the other hand, seemed as excited as ever. His shaggy hair was glistening with melted snow, his smile bright as the sun. He was so happy… Christmas was always special time for you, but never for him. You wanted to change it, and he was more than pleased to let you. That’s why you invited him to spend Christmas with you and your family. Your parents were always supportive, and always so curious about the wizarding community, so when you wrote them a letter asking if it was okay for Sirius to come they were happy to agree. Only now it didn’t seem like a good idea. Sirius was charming and funny, but what if your parents won’t like him?

“Y/N!” Your mom stormed out of the house as soon as you got out of the cab. She closed you in a tight hug. “I’ve missed you so much!”

“Me too,” you laughed in her hair, hugging her back. She smelled like cinnamon sticks and dried oranges, the best possible scent ever.

Your dad walked to you as well and grabbed your suitcase after hugging you.

“Mom, dad, this is Sirius.” You grabbed his hand and smiled lovingly at his rosy cheeks.

“It’s so nice to meet you!” You boyfriend wasn’t intimidated at all when he shook hands with your dad, and was just a bit surprised when your mom pulled him into a hug.

“We’ve heard so much about you!” She took a step back, but still held his arms. “I hope you like casserole, Y/N told me you do, so I made some for today’s dinner and–“

“Honey,” your dad stopped her chattering. “Let’s go outside first, it’s snowing again, we’ll freeze here.”

“Yes, you’re right,” she laughed and shook her head. “I’m just so glad to have you both here.”

Your father opened the door and let you all in. “Sirius will sleep in the guest room, is that alright?”

“Perfect, sir,” he answered, smiling widely.

“I’ll show him the room,” you anticipated your mom, who already opened her mouth, and grabbed Sirius’ hand.

You dragged him to said room and sighed when he closed the door behind him. He placed his bag on the bed and turned to you with soft smile.

“Your parents are really cool, you know?” He gently grabbed your face in his hands and brought you as close as he could without breaking eye contact.

“They can be a little… too much. Especially mom,” you laughed softly.

He leaned and kissed your smile, warmth of his lips made you lean onto him and wrap your arms around his waist. You opened your lips slightly, his tongue slipped into your mouth.

“Kids!” You heard your mom calling you. “Come for dinner!”

With a sigh you kissed Sirius once again and with slight smile left the room.

***

You thought that trying to get some private time was hard enough at Hogwarts, but your home was whole another level of impossible. The thing is, your parents really loved Sirius. He was charming, as always, and he soon became their favorite. Everything had to be approved by him, every dish seasoned to his liking, and they never had enough of his stories about the “big, wizarding world” as they called it. It was all adorable and you were happy they liked him, but it made everything much more difficult for you.

First night when Sirius tried to sneak into your room, the squeaking floor woke your parents and your mother rushed out of the bed to give Sirius a glass of water he surely woke up for. Yes, your parents were all too helpful.

But now… this could be the day. Your father and mother went out to buy some groceries for Christmas and currently you were sitting on Sirius, his tongue in your mouth, your fingers lost in his black hair. His hands were on your hips, guiding you slightly back and forth, just enough so you could grind onto his hard length still trapped in his jeans. You were purposefully wearing only skirts, so now the stiff material of this trousers rubbed you perfectly through your thin, wet panties. You sighed in his mouth when he moved you harder on his hardness, just enough to hit your pulsing clit. You brought him closer, feeling the pleasure slowly spill in your lady parts. While one of his hands stayed on your hips, the other travelled up, under your sweater where it kneaded your breast through your soft bra.

The door swung open. “Honey, I forgot to ask you– Oh.“ You’ve never jumped so fast before. Your mom was all red, with her hand on the doorknob and shopping list in the other. “–If Sirius likes spinach.” She decided to pretend as if nothing was happening before she entered the room and you thanked for that in your mind, even though she seemed a little struck.

“I– I love spinach,” Sirius said, breaking uncomfortable silence. “But maybe I should go with you, I’m sure you could use someone to carry the groceries.”

You knew what he was doing. He wanted to make your mom feel more comfortable with the thought that you two won’t be alone at home again, and even though your pussy ached for his dick like never before you had to admit it was smart. He dulled her vigilance, and she would soon forget it.

“Yes, thank you, dear.” She smiled at him hesitantly. “It would be a great help.”

He touched your hand reassuringly and left with your mom. You heard him put on his shoes and your mom asking whether there were Christmas songs in this “wizarding world”, and then them closing the door.

You were left alone in the guest room that already smelled like Sirius, with your panties wet and pulsing pussy. With a sigh you lied down on the pillows, accidentally landing on his shirt. You wanted to move it out of your way, but as soon as your fingers touched the fabric you felt your beloved scent of brown sugar and cheap cigarettes and your pussy throbbed again.

You knew they weren’t going to be back within an hour… and you were so horny. Without a second thought you brought the shirt closer to your face, closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, until your whole existence consisted only of this smell. Your hand slid under the skirt and touched soaking panties. You were all sensitive from grinding onto Sirius and even the slightest touch was enough to make you pant. You grabbed the material and pulled it up, so the panties formed a single stipe of fabric that sunk between your folds. You pulled it again, rubbing it against your clit, and continued doing so until the pleasure got mixed with Sirius’ scent, until your clit was swollen and pulsing and your panties so wet they slid up and down your cunt without any effort at all. Soon you felt orgasm building in your body, you bit onto the shirt and moaned your way through ecstasy and shaking knees. That goddamned boy.

***

You weren’t sleeping at night, you were wondering how to finally get some time alone with Sirius, and nothing, absolutely nothing was coming to your head. Your mom would surely be more careful with leaving you two alone and it was already the night before Christmas, which meant only two days more at your house, since you were going back to Hogwarts for New Year’s Eve to spend it with the rest of your friends.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the soft knocking on your door. Sure it was your mom you got up and, yawning, opened the door, almost screaming when you saw a black dog. Your heart skipped the beat and the dog silently walked into your room.

“Sirius! You almost scared me to death!” You whispered, trying to calm yourself down as he turned back to his human form in all of his naked glory.

“Was hopin’ you would forgive me that,” he smirked as he slowly walked to you, who were unable to move, absolutely struck. “Your parents really have light sleep, but I figured I am much more silent as a dog.” He caught your chin in two fingers and forced you to look up into his face. “But we have to be very quiet which I know you are not too good at.”

“I’ll be quiet, I promise,” you gasped as he leaned down for a kiss.

“It also means we have to be quick.”

“I don’t need foreplay.”

He smirked again. “Great,” he laughed silently and slid down your pajama pants “because you’re not getting any.”

He lifted you up and placed you on your bed, hovering over you. His big hands pushed onto your thighs to spread your legs wide and for a second he admired your glistening pussy, still a little swollen from your previous fun. He looked at your blushed face with a wide smile. Oh, he knew what you were doing earlier.

He lined his cock with your entrance. You expected him to slid into you little by little, as usual, to give you time to adjust, but he was needy. He thrusted into you whole at once, making you gasp. You quickly covered your mouth with your hand, sudden feeling of being so marvelously full almost made you come on the spot. He pulled out almost entirely only to slam back into you, then again, and again, and again until he found the rhythm that would be hard enough for both of you and not make the bed hit the wall each time.

His hands were pressing on your thighs, spreading them wider with every thrust, but it was he pillow that you placed under your lower back that made him reach deeper, in a better angle that made you both shiver. He quickened slightly, his hair a beautiful mess as you reached to pull it, so you could kiss him on his sweaty cupid’s bow. Your other hand was between your bodies, rubbing circles on your clit, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, close enough to come. When you saw sparkles in his eyes you knew he was close, too.

“Fuck,” he panted. “Fuck, Y/N… Can I cum in you?”

He’s never done it before and the thought made you excited. You were safe thanks to magic and the idea of his cum spilling deep inside of you was enough to make you come immediately.

“Yes! Fuck, cum in me, Sirius!” You moaned, his hand quickly covered your mouth.

A few fast thrusts helped you ride down your orgasm, but then you felt it. The hotness of his cum as it shot into you and uncontrolled spasms made you come again, this time even harder, hard enough to make you bite your lower lip to blood.

Sirius, panting, slid out of you and lied down next to you. As you felt his semen flowing down your thighs you heard your clock make a silent sound that meant it was midnight.

“Merry Christmas, Sirius,” you whispered and gently kissed his bare arm.

He smiled as he looked at you.

“Merry Christmas, love.”

#sirius black x you #sirius black x reader #sirius black smut

223 notes · View notes