#remus lupin baby blurb

[moonstruckme]

Hiiii your marauders fics are AMAZING!! I’m truly obsessed with them. Would you ever do an aftercare fic where the reader is in sort of an emotional subspace and is just super clingy? Totally fine if not just curious :)

Hi, thank you! I realize you said "just curious" lol but I decided to try my hand at it. I'm not super familiar with this stuff, so it might be kinda cringey lol--sorry! Anyway, thank you for asking/requesting lovely :)

cw: smut mdni, p in v, dom/sub dynamics, praise kink

Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 605 words

Your forehead crashes against Remus’ chest, panting breaths blowing warmth back onto your own face. 

Both of his hands had been gripping your hips, but now one coasts up the ridges of your spine, coming to rest on your upper back. 

“You’re alright,” he murmurs. 

You hum in response. It comes out a bit like a whine. You’re feeling teary and torn open, the emotions that had been heightening as you inched toward climax now crashing into the gulley below. 

Remus’ lips press gently to the top of your head. “Was that good for you, sweetheart?”

“Mhm,” you affirm readily. “Really good. Was it for you?” 

“I thought I made that apparent enough.” There’s a teasing edge to his voice, and you smile, turning your head to nuzzle your cheek against this chest. “Ready to get up?”

“No.” It’s almost a whimper. You needle your hands under his arms, wrapping yourself around him. “I wanna stay here.” 

He shifts, and you inhale sharply at the slight movement of his cock, still inside you. Shushes and apologies alike fall from Remus’ lips, but he leans up on his elbows, using one hand to tilt your face towards him. His expression shifts as he realizes your still-fuzzy headspace, lips pulling down.

“Oh, baby.” It sounds almost pitying, one knuckle stroking down your cheek lovingly. “You’re not going to feel better until you let me clean you up, dove.” 

Tears press at your eyes, but you do your best to sound reasonable. “I’ll feel better if we cuddle.” 

He kisses your forehead again. You recognize the apology in it and whine as he moves uncomfortably against your sensitive walls, sitting you both up. “We’ll still cuddle, I promise.” He slides you off his cock despite your protests. “Hey, you’re alright. I’ve got you, sweetheart. Not hurting, are you?” 

“A little,” you say, giving him doe eyes in hopes of some extra attention. But then Remus’ brow furrows concernedly, and you rethink it. “Not really, though. Not more than I wanna be.” 

He lets out a little sigh, pressing his lips to your forehead again. “You’re fine,” he says, seemingly to both of you. “Wanna have a bath, honey? We can cuddle in there, if you like.” 

“Or…” You give him a suggestive look, and he laughs. Not exactly the response you were looking for. 

“Sorry,” he says at your frown. “Sorry, dovey, you just looked too cute.” Admittedly, that softens you a bit. Remus squeezes your hip lightly, tilting his head as he considers you with an odd half-smile. “No, no more tonight. Think I’ve got you a bit too fucked out already, hm?” 

You pout. “Am not.” 

Remus hums, leaning forward to kiss your pushed-out lips. “Right, course not.” He lifts you up a bit, slipping out from under you. “You wanna stay here while I go start the bath?” 

“No.” Your tone pitches desperately, grabbing for his wrists as he stands beside the bed. Your vision blurs. “I want to be with you, Rem.”

“Okay, okay.” He brings his hands to your waist hastily, standing you up in front of him. “You’re fine, baby, you can come with. You gonna be okay with sitting on the counter while I get it all ready for us?” 

You blink at him interestedly. “Because I’m a good girl?” 

His chin comes down on your head and his arms wrap around your shoulders. You’re not sure what’s prompted the show of affection, but you’ll take it, nosing your way into the juncture of his neck. “Sure, darling,” he says, a definite note of amusement in his voice. “My good girl.”

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[amiableness]

paring: remus lupin x fem!reader

please keep in mind i have not written smut in so so long, and if i do write more i promise it will be better

this 18+!

You were meant to be deeply engrossed in your Charms studies, scanning over your notes, striving to commit every detail to memory. With the exam just a week away, your preparations could have been better, and you found yourself with limited knowledge of the subject. The urgency to study weighed heavily on your mind, a nagging reminder of what you should have been doing.

And you really should have been studying.

“Fuck, y’feel so good, dove.” Remus hisses, voice heavy with lust. He’s enamored with the sight of you. Bare and on your back for him, taking him so easily.

His cheeks are dusted pink, hair a mess from where you had carded your fingers through it just a mere minutes ago. His eyes are dark, trained to the sight of his cock sliding into your soaked pussy. Large palms cradling the backs of your thighs, keeping you pinned open for him. 

“Rem-” You cry out, voice hoarse from the whimpers that have been leaving your lips for the better part of an hour. He can’t get enough of you, the way you look so ruined for him, and he’s only made you come once.

“What, baby? Tell me what you need.” He coos, reaching up to thumb away the tears sliding down your cheeks. Your lips part, yet no words escape, lost in the feel of Remus thrusting back into you, unable to form a coherent response.

His thumb dips down, rubbing firm circles onto your clit, “C’mon, dove. Use your words.” Your back arches with the added stimulation, tits bouncing to the rhythm of his thrusts. Remus grins, ego fed by the sight of you below him.

“Harder, please.” You murmur, your voice unrecognizable, its tone gravelly from your whimpers and whines. Your lashes flutter, eyes fighting to stay open, struggling to maintain focus on him. Remus obliges, snapping his hips into yours, ripping a harsh scream from your throat. The new pace he sets is brutal, your hands grip onto the sheets in an attempt to steady yourself.

“Jesus, I can’t get enough of you,” He groans, thrusts turning sloppy and rough. “I love you. S’much.”

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[allllium]

Best Friend Remus Headcannons

~ random headcannons I have for Remus before you start dating

Best Friend Remus who reads your favorite romance books so he can be what you're looking for

Best Friend Remus who helps James and Sirius prank anyone you're interested in

Best Friend Remus who rejects every girl that asks him out because they aren't you

Best Friend Remus who stares at you whenever he can because you're the prettiest person he's ever seen

Best Friend Remus who memorizes all of your favorite things so he always knows how to cheer you up

Best Friend Remus who learns how to do your hair so he has an excuse to touch you

Best Friend Remus that leaves his sweaters in your dorm because he loves to see you in his clothes

Best Friend Remus that lets you trace his scars when you need a distraction

Best Friend Remus who always holds your hand at Hogsmeade so you “don't get lost”

Best Friend Remus that will do your homework for you when you're sick or overwhelmed

Best Friend Remus who clings to you before and after the full moon

Best Friend Remus that treats you better than any guy you ever dated

Best Friend Remus that's been in love with you for years and doesn't know how to say it

Boyfriend Remus that finally told you how he felt

Boyfriend Remus who spends everyday thinking about how lucky he is that you feel the same

Boyfriend Remus that treats you better than you could have ever imagined

Boyfriend Remus who already has your wedding planned

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[upsidedownwithsteve]

Hi Emmy! For grumpy x sunshine can we get grumpy!Remus. I don’t have a plot in mind so go crazy 😜

free reign hwfg

“You haven’t half got a face on you,” James quipped as he sat down across from Remus, already holding two beers. He frowned at the boy, then at Sirius who was rolling his eyes, dramatic. “What’s wrong with him? S’not a full moon, is it?”

Remus huffed, prodding at his own drink that he’d hardly taken a sip of, his face mournful. He glared at James from over the rim of his wire framed glasses and confined to sulk.

Sirius said your name with a sigh, an over the top, woeful thing that made James’ lips quirk up into a smirk. “His lady has to work late,” Sirius explained, tilting his glass of fire whiskey until it clattered on the table top, making Remus flinch. “Poor Moony is utterly suffering, hasn’t seen her in two whole days, someone better call The Prophet.”

Both boys laughed at their friends despair, snorting harder when Remus swore at them both. But then James was draining one glass of beer and punching a fist softly to his shoulder, an affectionate touch.

“Lily told me they were getting off early,” he explained, smiling when Remus’ head shot up, eyes surprised. “Said somethin’ about finishing up a project sooner than they expected. They should be here soon.”

And before Remus could interrogate James further, the door to the pub opened and two bodies tumbled in along with the wind and the start of fresh snow. Neither James nor Sirius needed to turn to look at who’d arrived, because Remus was lighting up, cheeks turning pink at the sight of you, his back a little straighter, his glasses pushed back up his nose.

“I’ll get the drinks in,” Sirius announced, slipping out of the booth beside Remus to let you in. He grinned at your arrival, letting you pull at his jacket sleeve so he’d bend down for you. You pecked his cheek, a fond greeting. “Ladies, looking gorgeous as ever. Two gins?”

Lily took James’ attention whilst you slid in beside Remus, too close to be comfortable, knees knocking, thighs pressed together. But the boy didn’t seem to mind, not at all. You beamed at him, pushing up against him until he caught your lips with his, a kiss that pressed his nose to your cold cheek, a longing, pinging thing that made his glasses fog up.

“Hi, handsome,” you smiled, a soft whisper that was just for him. You watched the furrow of his brow smooth out, those dark eyes turn warmer now that they were set on you.

Remus curled a big hand around your knee and squeezed. “Hi back,” he murmured, affection pouring from him, his nose pushed to your hair so he could kiss your cheek as an extra hello. “You got the project done?”

You hummed your response, pushing a piece of fallen hair out of his eyes, grinning when he blushed. “Yup, wanted to surprise you.” You took his hand from your knee, twining your fingers between his bigger ones. “Missed you.”

Remus didn’t frown again the entire night.

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[vxntagedior]

Hi!!! Can I please request a Remus x fem reader imagine where she has been feeling mentally bad fo awhile - comparing herself to others, thinking she’s stupid and annoying. she’s overwhelmed, really sensitive and he’s basically comforting her?🥺

you felt the bed dip beside you, an arm wrapping around your waist.

"how are you feeling today?" he whispered.

"not good." your voice was hoarse from all the crying.

you had confided to remus a few days ago about how you been feeling, something that took you ages to do.

"you know i love you, yes?" he smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple, "you are beautiful, kind, the most caring person i have ever met."

you just sniffled, snuggling into his chest closer, interlocking your fingers with his.

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[st0nesnglitter]

Baby please write smut where the reader’s first language isn’t English and Remus is fucking her and telling her to do things but because of the language barrier she legitimately doesn’t know what he’s asking of her but he thinks she’s just being a brat so he punishes her. But when she explains that she didn’t understand what he was saying he gets really emotional and they comfort each other. It’s all I’ve been able to think about for weeks and I blame you.

So you’re just gonna take my own idea and then request it? OHkay

Found this old req and I feel I need to do this for the non-english readers. Sometimes language is hard. I also got to add a Swedish expression which is fun.

The bed creaks obscenely as Remus picks up some speed. One of his hands holds your own whilst the other is over your throat, light pressure to the sides to make you slightly dizzy.

And in the cloud of stimulation you hear Remus say something. It’s a short and hard sentence, definitely a demand, but your mind can’t wrap around what it actually means. The words swim around in your head a bit and they are not clicking together like they should.

“R-rem I don’t know what you are saying” you whimper out, searching for some kind of contact that isn’t his cock slamming into you.

“Oh shut it, brat, you know exactly what I mean” he says with eyes that are dark with lust.

But you don’t. You try to make him slow down slightly by putting your hands on his shoulder but he throws you a dangerous look.

“Don’t touch me you useless thing, can’t even do the one thing I tell you to do” Remus grunts before pulling out and flipping you over.

And as you are dragged onto his lap your hands grip the sheets and you try to sit up.

“Remmy, I didn’t get it!” You plead but he pushes down on your back to make you lay down flush against him.

“Don’t try to make up excuses now, just take the fuckin’ punishment”.

And as his sentence ends you feel the first hard slap against your ass. The sting leaves you unable to try and explain what had happened, and before you can gather yourself the second strike lands at the juncture of your thighs and butt.

“Red! Red, red, red please!” You shout out before Remus could even lift his hand.

At the sound of your safeword the atmosphere completely changes and Remus flips you back softly. Before even asking what happened he wraps you in the comforter to lessen your vulnerability.

“What happened, love?” He almost whispers, voice soft but shaky.

“I.. I didn’t understand what you said” you mumble, reaching out for Remus’ hand for som comfort, “it just didn’t translate”.

Remus’ heart dropped as he realized his mistake. In the lieu of a reason for punishment he had basically just hit you, at least in his mind. Instinctively he moved away from you and stood up with unstable legs.

“Oh fuck, I’m so sorry! I-i thought… and you weren’t! I’m so fucking sorry, pup”.

Tears started to well up in his eyes as he paced across the room. The pain from your two spanks had subsided and with the shift of Remus’ personality the severity of the moment had died down.

“Remmy it’s okay, it was an honest mistake” you say as you offer him a soft smile.

“No! No, it’s not okay!” He says abruptly, the tears sneaking down his cheeks, “I was rough with you, too rough, and now you’re hurt and it is my fault”.

You sat up properly and reached out for him, holding his big hand in both of yours.

“I’m okay Remmy, look! I’m chirping like a lark!”

And in the midst of it all you don’t even realize you just said an expression from your language in English. Remus pauses his pacing and looks over at you, a smile slowly breaking out over his tear-stained face.

“That doesn’t sound right, lovey” he mumbles shyly as he sits down next to you, the tiniest giggle escaping him.

“Oh shut it, it means that I’m fine, great even” you say as you push his arm lightly.

“Are you? Are you okay, ‘cause I really did not mean to hurt you in any way”.

“I know, but you have got one mean slap” you say, at an attempt on making fun of the situation, but Remus’ head falls onto your shoulder.

“Ouch! Too fresh darling” he grumbles into your skin and you laugh as you kiss his head.

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[hotchfiles]

hey, can i get a remus blurb with 48 from the angst prompt list?

send me one of my boys + a prompt

remus + reader ⋆ “i gave you my all yet you couldn't even give half of you to me.”

you knew you struck a nerve, you could see it clearly in his eyes, the pain, the sorrow, the regret, still, his response was nothing that could match those, it was hoarse, cold, "didn't ask you f'that." it shattered you once more, it was true, he never asked, he tried to push you away most times. then he settled down. and then he disappeared. for the past years you had dreamed about this moment, that you would end up having a chance encounter with him at the order and he would be sorry and he would apologise and kiss you and clean away your tears while trying to make you smile. but there he was, the same remus, so pathetically afraid of love everyone who tries to do it ends up wounded. "you truly damage everyone around you, and that has nothing to do with the full moon." you chuckle sadly at the realization, turning your back to him and going back to the meeting you were before, leaving him to the excruciating truth that was laid bare to him with no preparation, no sugarcoating.

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[prettybabybaby]

remus n a quickie maybe during a party or before a concert?

¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

Remus never drank. Even when he did he was quite composed compared to his friends — and you, admittedly. Tonight was different though, he seemed to be impossible to get rid of as he latched himself onto you and refused to let go.

“Rem,” you laughed breathily, craning your neck to look at him from where he stood behind you, his chest to your back. You squeezed his arms that held you there, “hurry. Or they’ll notice we’re gone.”

“So?” he slurred, fingers gliding downward again. His head dropped to your neck as his hands reached between you, pulling the tight fabric of your dress higher.

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[benedictscanvas]

silly, lovely fool - remus lupin x reader

pairing: remus lupin x fem!reader

word count: 0.5k she’s just a baby

warnings: i went HAM on the pet names, apologies if that’s not your thing but i think they’re sweet :(

a/n: i have nothing interesting to say, except i am in such a little remus cocoon rn. please enjoy this little blurb and let me know your ideas for any others <3

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“You’re so silly,” you murmur, so quietly you wonder if he hears you. He gives no indication. His cheek is pushed firmly into your hand, and he’s just staring at you through his lashes, eyes flirting across your face and back again. Looking up at you between his legs as he sits on the lid of the toilet, and he still looks at you like that.

“Remus,” you admonish lightly, “I said, you’re so silly.”

“I know,” he hums, “But I’m busy.”

“Doing what?”

“Looking at you. Always looking at you.”

“Remus,” you say again, more warning in it this time. He sighs, and you feel the warmth of it across your wrist. You have to fight a shiver.

“You’re ruining it. Shush.”

It’s against your better judgement to give in to him, but you stop talking anyway. It’s nice to look at him too, even though he laughs when you tell him so. It’s not as nice as it usually is right now - there’s still flecks of dried blood under his nose from the nosebleed that had only just cleared up, and a nasty bruise forming on the bridge. You wince and he sighs again.

“I’d rather you speak than look at me like that,” he says, finding your hip with his free hand.

“You shushed me,” you argue and he pinches your hip, “I just- you’re an idiot. A silly man.”

“You said that already, my darling girl.”

You scrunch up your nose at the endearment. He always thinks he can talk his way out of anything with you. It’s because he always can.

“I still think you could have pulled me out of the way without getting hit yourself.”

“I had to think on my feet,” he argues, but his tone is passive and his thumb is rubbing circles around your hipbone, “My favourite face was in danger.”

You shake your head at him.

“So pull me towards you, dork. Don’t jump into the path of a bludger.”

“A small sacrifice,” he murmurs, reaching up to trace a featherlight line down the slope of your nose, over your cupid’s bow, lips, then tapping your chin twice.

“A silly sacrifice,” you push, but your heart isn’t in it anymore either. He’s so pretty, nosebleed or no, and he thinks you’re pretty enough to take a bludger to the face for you. Lovely man.

“Okay, I’m silly,” he says lazily, “Very very silly for you. Mad for you, stupid for you. A total fool.”

“Remus,” you mumble to stop him, pulling his face upwards towards yours to plant a chaste kiss to his lips. You don’t want him to hurt any more than he is already. You’re ever so fond of him.

“Sweetheart,” he says, millimetres from you, “I’m feeling awful better now. Think I could kiss you properly?”

“I think you should count your lucky stars that I’m kissing you at all, handsome.”

And with that you step out of his reach, because otherwise he’ll most certainly convince you. He reaches for you but comes up short as you move to throw away the bloody tissues. His arm hangs limp in the air between you.

“I do feel lucky,” he affirms, “Look at that face. All perfect and everything. I did that.”

“Yes you did. Thank you, by the way. My hero.”

You decide to let him have this one. He’s too genuine to tease much more.

“Anytime. You just shout, gorgeous.”

You bark out a laugh as you return to him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head, then another.

“You’re such a flirt,” you speak into his hair, pulling back to look at him and unable to keep yourself from smiling.

He just grins.

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[remuslupinslittleslut]

Amy's Masterlist

Finally got around to make a masterlist! If you notice any links to be wrong, please let me know! (There is more under the cut, it just took up too much space)

Poly!Marauders

Teach us, part one. Part two. No, like this. Mommy & Daddy punish their babies. Remus lets his friends "dom" their mommy.

Reader gets punished for not following the rules.

Drunk reader not getting what she wants, part one. Part two.

Reader doesn't like penetration (blurb).

Subspace/First time.

Reader doesn't like blowjobs (blurb).

Reader is jealous of Lily (fluff), part one. Part two.

Thighfucking.

First time.

Needy reader.

Bukkake.

James Potter

NSFW Alphabet.

Jegulus - Lingere.

Sub!Jamie - Praise.

Unwind - x Reader

Sirius Black

NSFW Alphabet.

Remus Lupin

NSFW Alphabet.

Wolfstar

Frottage.

Rimming.

Kinkmas 2023.

Everyone lives - AU, not x reader.

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[moonstruckme]

Burnt Out

summary: when you're overworking yourself trying to please everyone, Remus wants you to take some time for yourself

cw: mention of not eating, exhaustion 

Remus x fem!reader ♡ 1.3k words

Remus is reading in your bedroom when he hears the door open, screaming on its hinges, and slam shut. Just that noise lets him know what kind of day you’re having, but he gets up and moves towards the sound anyway, eager to see you.

“Dove?” he calls as he enters the kitchen, where he finds you already surrounded by sandwich supplies, slathering jelly onto a piece of bread you’ve placed directly onto the counter in your rush.

You turn around at his voice. “Remus, hi!” You beam, surging toward him. 

He catches you as you stumble, clipping your hip on the corner of the counter, and a soft, sympathetic hiss escapes him. “Careful,” he murmurs, covering the spot with his hand protectively as you press yourself to his chest, your arms winding around his neck. Remus brings his other hand to the center of your back, squeezing gently, and he wishes he could pour his affection into you this way, through the palm of his hand. 

“Sorry,” you say into his neck, though he’s unsure why you’re apologizing to him. It’s your poor hip that’s been slighted. “I didn’t know you were home.” 

“I haven’t been here long,” he assures you. 

You pull back, brushing your lips against his in a kiss that feels like it’s over before it’s begun, and he tries in vain to hold onto you as you move away. You resume rushing around the kitchen, letting cabinets and drawers bang shut behind you. Ordinarily you move almost silently, always easing the front door shut behind you and moving around the apartment on socked feet, much to Remus’ amusement when he comes into the living room to find you curled up on the couch with a cup of tea and dinner already in the oven, and he wasn’t even aware you were home. But on your busiest days, you turn into this—what he’s affectionately dubbed your Tornado of Productivity—and the time it takes to be your usual quiet, careful self simply doesn’t serve your goal of functioning at maximum efficiency. You’d been in this state for the last few days, never seeming to have more than a few minutes’ break between work and school and the myriad of social obligations Remus suspects you only agree to because of the guilt you’ve associated with the word “no.”

“How was your day?” Remus asks probingly. 

You blow out a breath that answers his question before you do. “Crazy,” you admit, washing a tomato in the sink. “I had a test at noon, and I didn’t study yesterday because I thought I’d have time this morning, but then I had to go in to work.” 

He feels his brow furrow. “Didn’t you work last night?”

“Yeah, but—” you absentmindedly grab a knife from the drawer, then another, until finally you find the one you need “—Mia didn’t sleep well last night, so I told her I could take her shift.” 

“Dove.” Remus tries to keep his reprimanding tone gentle. “You barely slept last night either.”

“I know,” you sigh again, and you sound so exhausted Remus wants to seize you and swaddle you in blankets so you have no choice but to rest. Get you in bed and kiss the crease between your eyebrows until it fades away. Give you the cosseting you deserve. “But she asked for my help, and—anyway, I don’t feel great about the test since I only had a few minutes to study right before.”

“I’m sorry,” he says earnestly. “I’m sure it went better than you think.”

You flash him a kind, if somewhat forced, smile. “Thanks.” You’ve just finished the sandwiches, of which Remus now notices there are three. Three completely different sandwiches: peanut butter and jelly, ham and cheese, and something involving lettuce and tomato. He can’t imagine what you need that variety for, but he rarely understands what you’re up to when you’re this scatterbrained. Your mission nearly complete, you seem to be short-circuiting in the middle of the kitchen, standing with your hands raised as if prepared for your next task and your features scrunched up bemusedly. 

“Plates?” Remus suggests gently. 

“No, sorry—I need, um—” You shake your head as if chastising yourself. “Tupperware. I need tupperware.” You roll your eyes, seemingly at your own forgetfulness. It makes Remus feel defensive, though to defend you against yourself seems like a conflict of interests. You open the cabinet above your microwave, reaching for the containers. “Marlene and Mary want to meet, but I haven’t had time to eat since breakfast…” You appear sheepish at Remus’ exasperated look, but he doesn’t interrupt. “...so I said I’d make us all sandwiches.” 

You’re struggling to reach the tupperware, and Remus nudges you out of the way, passing them to you. “Dove,” he says, using his new proximity to set his hands on your shoulders, preventing you from dashing off again, “don’t you think you need some time to rest? You’ve had a long day, I’m sure the girls will understand you wanting to meet another time.” You bite your lip, anxious at the idea of canceling on your friends. “And,” he adds lightly, “I wouldn’t mind getting to spend some time with you too. I feel like I’ve hardly seen you the last few days.”

“Oh.” Your eyes widen, so instantaneously guilty he wishes he could take it back. “I’m so sorry, Remus, you’re right. I, um.” Your brow furrows, gaze moving over his shoulder to some faraway place, and Remus can see your overworked gears turning again, your fatigued brain struggling to solve this new dilemma. “I have class in the morning, but I shouldn’t be home too late tonight if—or, I actually have about fifteen minutes before I’m meeting Mary and Marl, do you want to hang for a bit now and then maybe walk with me?”

“I want you to take time for yourself,” Remus says firmly, though not unkindly. “I’m not trying to give you another task, love, I promise.” He lets his hands drop from your shoulders to where your fingers are fidgeting anxiously, easing his own between them. “But you’re spreading yourself too thin. Marlene and Mary love you, and that’s not gonna change if you don’t always have time to meet when they do.” You slouch slightly against the counter, beginning to resign yourself unhappily to the idea of staying in, and Remus kisses the top of your head sympathetically. “You can put your sandwiches in the fridge so they stay ready for you, and I’ll make us whatever you want for dinner. Pasta?” he asks, to sweeten the deal. 

Your gaze meets his again, your interest piqued. “That sounds amazing.”

“Alright, pasta,” he says decisively, smiling at you solely so you’ll smile back. It works, and he’s pleased to note that it looks a bit less strained than before. He begins herding you towards the living room, and maybe it’s wishful thinking, but he imagines he can see the guilt in your eyes slowly fading away as you let them droop slightly, giving into the relaxation Remus is peddling so persuasively. “And we can watch a movie, and cuddle, yeah?”

You hum assent, releasing a little sigh of contentment as you sink into the couch cushions and giving Remus your sweetest, most adoring look as he settles in beside you, covering you with a blanket. “Thank you,” you say, packing the words with enough sincerity to make Remus’ heart ache. “I’ll try to…cut back, a bit.” 

“No one will hold it against you,” he promises, knowing you need to hear it, “and if they do, send them to me for a scolding.”

You grin. “That would be a cruel punishment, I’m not sure I could do that to some poor soul.” You tilt your chin upwards, and he meets you halfway, the kiss lingering and sweet. You brush your thumb tenderly along Remus’ jaw as you pull away, and he knows what you’re feeling before you open your mouth. The same sentiment echoes through his chest. “I love you,” you whisper, like it’s a sacrament. “Promise you’ll still love me back if I meet up with the girls tomorrow and pencil you in for after?”

Remus huffs a laugh, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Alright, love, I promise.” 

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[amiableness]

OK SO SO HEAR ME OUT we love Remus but the poor boy is so insecure because of being a werewolf but what if... reader also happens to be a werewolf. She over hears Remus talking down on himself about being a werewolf (him being an ugly scarred monster who doesnt deserve love *WHICH BY THE WAY ABSOLUTELY NOT YOU BEAUTIFUL KIND SOUL*) And reader is like so that must be how you feel about me too and when Remus hears her say that hes like WAIT A MINUTE HOLD ON NOW NO NO YOURE BEAUTIFUL AND PERFECT AND DESERVE THE WORLD and shes just like well then so do you because we are the same ❤

remus lupin x werewolf!reader | wc: 422

“Remus, I just think-” James begins to speak, only to be swiftly interrupted by Remus, who scoffs and reclines into his armchair.

“I don’t want to hear it. There’s no girl out there that’s going to find out what I am and decide to be with me.”

“You don’t know that, mate! You’ve never given anyone the chance to prove you wrong.” James argues desperately, his voice rising a little louder than he intended, frustration evident in his tone as he confronts his best friend. Just twenty minutes prior, he had burst into the common room with news of a Ravenclaw girl who had requested James's assistance in setting her up with Remus.

“I don’t need to. I see the way people look at me and-”

“I’m gonna stop you there,” Sirius leans forward, casting Remus a pointed look. Sirius had followed James into the room, equally enthusiastic about the idea of Remus finally going on a date. However, as Remus continued to argue with them, Sirius grew increasingly irritated. It was disheartening to witness his friend constantly belittle himself, particularly when he knew that Remus deserved the world. “You’ve got girls who practically throw themselves at you. Yet you’re not giving anyone a chance. I don’t understand!”

“Why would I? They’re not going to stay. Once they find out what I am they’re going to leave. Plus, the scars don’t help.”

“Is that how you view me then?” Your voice slices through the tense atmosphere, catching the boys off guard. They hadn't noticed your presence until then, so your sudden interjection startles them all.

“Merlin, no!” Remus sputters, jolting upright to face you, his eyes widening in panic, “Y’deserve the world! And your scars, they’re beautiful. You’re easily the most gorgeous girl at Hogwarts.”

“Has is ever occurred to you that others see you the way you view me? Minus the most gorgeous girl at Hogwarts part.” You tease, and Remus visibly relaxes as he realizes that you aren't offended by his words.

"I, uh, well, no?" Remus stammers, his uncertainty obvious in his response.

“The same goes for you, Remus. There’s going to be a girl that loves you for who you are, even with the scars,” You assert, and Remus flushes, his cheeks coloring a pretty shade of pink, as you turn to ascend the stairs to your dorm.

As you reach the stairs, you turn to look back at Remus, feeling all the boys' eyes still fixed on you, “By the way, I think your scars are cute.”

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[allllium]

Stage 2

~ finished this a little later than I wanted to but here it is. It's pretty short but I love soft Remus so much <3

~ Fluff/ Hurt/comfort? WC: 852

~ Laying with Remus after a full moon <3

When dating Remus Lupin there are always three stages. Right before the full moon, right after the full moon and any other time. Right now you're firmly planted in stage 2, the day after the full moon.

Remus during this time is always extremely clingy, even more so than usual (not that you mind). But right now you're currently trapped under your very tall boyfriend.

You're laying on your side with him behind you holding you as close as he physically can. Remus loves skin to skin contact with you when he's in this clingy state so you're both laying in your underwear. He has his arms wrapped tightly around your waist and his head hidden in your neck.

“Remus, baby, are you ready for some food?” You ask him gently, not getting an answer. However, you know he has a lack of energy due to the activities of last night so you poke him until he answers.

“No.” Is all he grumbles, clearly sick of getting poked in the face.

“You have to eat at some point.”

This time you don't get a word response from him, only gaining an angry grunt as he fails to pull you closer.

“Remus, sweetie, I'm pretty sure we're as close as physically possible.” A small laugh tumbles though your lips.

“No.”

“Am I gonna get any response other than no?”

“Maybe.”

You softly chuckle at him again. “Remy, it's a Sunday. I am more than happy to lay in bed with you all day after you eat some food. What can I make James get you?”

“Something from the hall is fine.”

“Okay good I'll make James bring us something.”

“Thank you.” He mutters, a little gentler than before.

You send a message to James via magic to get You and Remus some food from the hall. Once James arrives he leaves the food on the bedside table and exits the room while making a dozen of strange winky faces towards Remus. Shaking your head at his childish antics, you start to sit up.

Remus seems to have a problem with that as he aggressively pulls on your hips until you're lying back down. You let a startled shriek and your eyes grow wider at his movement. He acts like nothing happened and puts his head back on your chest.

“Remus. What the fuck?” You ask him in disbelief. Yes he is usually clingy but this is a whole new level for him.

“Don't wanna move.” His voice shows nothing but comfort.

“You can't eat while you're lying on me.”

“Then I won't eat.”

“Remus Lupin you will eat this food or I will go back to my dorm and you can cuddle a pillow.”

That gets his attention. He lifts his head up just enough to give you a betrayed glare. Instead of getting up like you were hoping, he moves his arms in a way that allows him to tighten his grip around you. “Try me.”

What the hell is going on right now??

“C'mon let's eat.” You pull out of his hold and sit up. He doesn't move, flopping his head on your lap instead. “No up.”

Reluctantly he pulls his head off the bed and grabs the plate of food. You eat in complete silence. Remus eats as quickly as he can, holding your hand the whole time.

As soon as you both finish your food, he tosses the plates to the side and pulls you to him.

“Are you okay, honey? You're not usually this bad.”

“Am I bothering you?” Such a simple question shouldn't be enough to melt your heart but somehow it did.

“No, of course not.” You pause for a moment to make him look at you. “I just want to make sure you're alright.”

“I'm fine. I just want to be with you.”

“I'm not going anywhere. Do you need anything else? Water or something?”

“No just you.” His voice is quiet, almost inaudible. “If I don't let you go you can't leave.”

“What?” Saying your face dropped at the speed of light would still be an understatement.

“Nothing.”

“Honey, that's not nothing. What's wrong? What can I do?”

“It's nothing Angel. I just overheard someone say something about my scars.” He shrugs it off but I can tell it bothered him. “But that doesn't matter because you love me and that's all that matters.” He repeats the words you've told him many times.

“You're still allowed to be upset, Remy.”

“I know but I don't wanna be. I don't want some random person to be able to affect me.”

“You can't choose your feelings. And that's okay. Those people have no right to talk about you like that when you're prettier than all of them.

“Pretty?” He finally gives you a full smile.

“Pretty, hot, gorgeous, beautiful, handsome, I can keep going.”

“I think I get it.”

“Good because you're perfect and you need to know it.”

“Thank you, angel.” He leans up to give you a quick kiss on the top of your nose. “I love you y'know.

“I love you too, Remy.”

~ Now off to go make a banner for this amazing man and can someone please explain how y'all do those 'read more' things, I'm so confused 😭

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[upsidedownwithsteve]

Remus Lupin x fem!reader requested by anon 18+

The night after a full moon always came with consequences. 

They were bruise shaped. Violet and lavender and seafoam green, littered across skin like an unwanted reminder. Scratches that would fade to new silver scars and aches and pains deep in his bones that made Remus feel sixty eight, not twenty eight. 

It was the only time he’d soak in the tub instead of taking a shower, something he’d usually deem much more proficient. But a new night came round and the threat of the moon was no longer in the sky. It made the air feel lighter and the feeling of sinking into the hot water, honey scented and filled to the brim, was overwhelmingly good. 

It was even better when you slipped in too.

Without speaking, you stood in the doorframe to the bathroom you shared with your boyfriend, overgrown plants on the window sill, steam and condensation making the tiles on the walls glitter. Remus peered at you from under his lashes, strong arms braced on each side of the old claw foot tub, head resting against the porcelain. 

You raised a brow at him, a question. You touched the hem of his shirt you’d thrown on, bare legs underneath. An offer. 

Almost immediately, Remus nodded, sitting up and playing the water lap at the sides, the only sound in the room as you walked in, taking off your shirt as you went. The plaid joined Remus’ clothes on the tiles and you hissed on entry, scalding water licking at your calves as Remus watched your bare figure, eyes sleepy but intent on catching each curve before they disappeared under the bubbles. 

You hummed as the boy reached for you, not trying to hide his need as he coaxed you onto his lap. The tub was just big enough for you to settle your thighs on the outside of his, your arms winding around his neck as you let your bare chest press against his. 

Another soft noise from your lips as Remus nosed at your cheek, an overwhelmingly affectionate thing that made your heartbeat a little faster. You smiled, turning so he could kiss your jaw, your chin. You dipped your head before he could catch your lips, brushing your lips over the fresh bruise that marred his cheekbone, the scratch on his shoulder you cleaned the night before. 

Your boy was bloodied and beaten, but he looked as pretty as ever. 

“Lemme kiss you,” Remus complained without any heat, his wet palm coming to cup your chin. “Babe.”

Your nose brushed his, gentle with him like you always were after a rough transformation. Any transformation, really. “Your poor lip,” you reminded him softly. The split in his bottom lip hadn’t stopped bleeding, still reddened when he woke up that morning, causing him grief as he tried to sip his coffee. “I’ll hurt you.”

Remus shook his head. “No, no you won’t.” His hands dropped to your waist, squeezing. He rocked his hips as well as he could under the water, in the small space. But it was enough to let you feel how hard he was, hot skin against yours, the slide and fizz of the bubbles between you. “Need you, y’know.”

You nodded, water clinging to your lashes where Remus had drawn a line across your brow, touch sweeping down the apple of your cheek, the slope of your jaw. He kissed each part, every bit of him warm, lips included. “I know,” you told him. 

So you rose onto your knees, one hand on Remus’ shoulders so you could steady yourself and the boy made soft gasping noises as you lined his cock up between your thighs, the head of him pressed to your cunt. You didn’t ask for his fingers first, none of the teasing he’d normally insist on before you took all of him. You wanted that stretch, the tight, hot burn of it. A little bit of pain clashed with the pleasure and you groaned as you sunk down, your noise levelling out to nothing, lips parted as you watched Remus fill you up. 

His hands were still on your hips, tighter than ever as he tried to keep himself together, head falling back to the rim of the tub, fighting to keep his eyes open. His thumbs were pushing circles into the soft of your tummy, his jaw clenching before his mouth dropped open in a punch out breath. 

When you were finally seated back on his lap, his cock snug inside of you, you swept a damp hand over his hair, pushing back the mess of curls so you could see his eyes. Full of adoration, an astounding amount of love that made you ache. 

“Yeah?” You asked him. You weren’t sure what the question was, but Remus seemed to understand, because he swallowed thickly and nodded. 

“Yeah,” he agreed. 

The water sloshed around you when you moved, lifting slightly onto your knees again, only just, before you sank back down. Small waves on the side of the bathtub, water rippling around you both that would surely end up on the floor but you didn’t care. Remus let out a groan as you rode him, each movement slow and deliberate and you could feel every inch, every ridge of his cock. It made you teary, how full you felt and maybe Remus could sense it, ‘cause he sat forward and gathered you in his arms, ignoring the throb from each bruise. 

If he had you, it was fine. It was bearable. More than bearable. 

“You’re so good to me,” he whispered, ducking his head to mouth at your chest, tongue finding a nipple so he could lick broad stripes over it. “You’re so fucking perfect, sweetheart.”

On a normal day, you’d protest, bashful and hot in the cheeks. But you could only whine as Remus dropped his hands to your ass and squeezed, coaxing you to rock yourself over him. Water and bubbles spilled over the edge of the bath, but neither of you cared. The boy moaned into your neck, sucked bruises onto your skin that would match his, pulling at your ass cheeks until his wandering fingertips could feel where he was slipping in and out of you, the pink, wet parts of you that was stretched tightly around him. It made his hips stutter, it made him sink his teeth into the slope of your shoulder. 

“M’not gonna last,” he admitted, his energy was already gone. He’d hardly slept. But this? He needed this. “M’sorry, fuck, you feel so good, sweetheart.”

You nodded, hands running over his hair, his neck, his jaw, holding him there so you could kiss him as gently as possible. You whispered, voice soft, “s’okay, handsome. Come for me, yeah? Come inside me, okay? Want to feel you.”

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[vxntagedior]

Remus helping reader shower bk depresso <3

the water was warm on your back. you had your arms wrapped around remus as he tried to maneuver himself around to grab the body wash.

"you gotta let go dove." he cooed, softly unraveling your arms from him. you stood in front of him watching as scrubbed down your body.

it felt nice, finally getting out bed in who knows how long.

the warm water and steam made you feel better and the towel remus wrapped around you was soft and fluffly.

drying you off quickly and getting you into your pajamas, remus finished up with your hair and your skincare.

"feel better?" remus asked, caressing your cheek.

"yeah." you hummed, kissing the palm of his hand.

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[velvetcloxds]

if you're too shy- send me a character and a scenario and I'll write a little baby blurb for it

Y/n having a bad day, just one of those blue days, causing her to be quiet and baking because hell, it helps. And oh Remus of course notices so he makes tea and sits you in his lap, caressing your arm as he whispers that everything is going to be okay <3

BAKING BLUES | R.L.

word count: 0.4k

warning: none?

You didn't give much thought to your movements, the recipe familiar, the process one your hands could recreate without a second of doubt and that's precisely what you did. Bag and shoes abandoned, your outside clothes traded for Remus' jumper and sweatpants as you moved about the kitchen in silence, steps soundless as well thanks to the pair of knitted socks you'd stolen from his closet. The first batch of brownies was already cooling on the rack, the second close to being scooped onto the battered baking tray but you were searching for those little marshmallows Remus hid for your special hot chocolate.

Remus knew what to expect as soon as he stilled in the hallway, keys lost somewhere in the messenger bag he carried around for all his things, fingers feeling desperate as they sought out the silly metal knot that always hid from him. He could smell the chocolate from the door, could hear the sounds of cupboards opening and closing, cups being moved, the rustle of plastic- you were baking, it was hardly an unusual occurrence, but there was no music, no humming, no sporadic moving around between different sections, something was wrong.

He found you right where he knew he would, leaning over the counter to place a marshmallow into the center of each little square you'd marked in the trayed brownie batter, you paused only when you caught sight of him leaning against the doorframe, smiling softly, carefully at you as your eyes locked.

"Hi dove," he breathed and your lips twitched as if trying to smile and failing, he felt his heart clench, the telling scene making it clear that you didn't want to talk about it, you never really did the day of, much more willing to explain your heart the day after, but he knew you needed some loving and he was ever willing to give it to you.

He approached you slowly as if you'd be spooked if he didn't, and placed a gentle, lingering kiss onto the side of your head, one hand brushing up and down your arm, the other reaching over to turn on the kettle, if the brownies were ready then there was indeed a need for tea. You leaned back into him, unwillingly, habitually, an action far out of your control. Still, he welcomed it, not commenting on the soft tremor of your fingers as they closed the bag of marshmallows, looking over your next batch with a satisfied sigh.

"I'm here, hmm," Remus reminded you, squeezing your arm, another kiss very generously placed on your cheek this time, letting you know it's okay to move into him even more, give in a little more and you did. You allowed him to place the tray into the oven all while keeping you against him and you remained there as he made your tea, soft coos surrounding you, gentle hands, delicate kisses, it was enough to entrance you and it was a welcome feeling, a contrast to how you'd been feeling all day because he really could take away all the bad emotions you'd bundled up, he was love, period. "I'm here."

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