R Is Literally Me With Throne Of Glass And Harry Potter :,)

r is literally me with throne of glass and harry potter :,)

Protective remus is the best remus imagine getting separated from him at a party I feel like dealer!remus would especially freak out. Turns our she's outside talking james ear off. When James see remus he like "oh great you talk to her about the barbie cinematic universe"

you snuck off while he was talking to sirius, too bored in listening to your boyfriend and his friend ramble about something you had no interest in.

“jamie!” you yell as he comes out to the garden, a plate stacked full of cinnamon buns and cookies on you lap.

“hey, sunshine.” he takes a seat and plucks a cookie from your plate. “rem talking off sirius’ ear?”

when you nod james laughs. you both end up talking for hours, when remus comes barreling out of the house.

his eyes are wide with fear, but no other part of his body language gives that away.

“oh rem,” james calls remus over from the door. “come chat with her, i need the loo.”

remus takes james’ space on the bench and pulls you to his side.

“you’ve been here the whole time?” he asks softly and you nod, munching on the last of your cinnamon bun.

“yeah, me and jamie were just talking about the connections in the barbie universe.”

remus chuckles, kissing your temple and murmurs, “‘course you were.”

Remus x Slytherin!Reader?

“You’re short enough to have to go onto your tippy toes to kiss me.” “I’m short enough to elbow you directly in the gut, with ease.”

kinda in love with this dynamic🤠thank you for requesting!🖤

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“Need help with that, love?”

“I’ll give you a chance to keep your mouth shut, Lupin.”

“Now, sweetheart, that’s no way to talk when someone is offering you help.” 

You scared people. There was no way of beating around the bush or sugar-coating the simple fact that you terrified people. It wasn’t that you went out of your way to seem so tempestuous or feisty, it was simply the way you were and you didn’t hide it. 

Add in the fact the tie colour you wore was green and silver, and the fact you made your opinions very clear when you disagreed with somebody, you weren’t the most approachable person at Hogwarts. 

So, you could imagine the shock of the students and professors alike when they found Remus Lupin—one of the beloved marauders and charming souls in the school—seated beside you at breakfast one morning, arm thrown over your shoulder as you let him feed you pieces of fruit as you read. 

You were an unusual couple to most people but they didn’t understand, and you didn’t care if they ever understood. Remus could handle you. He could handle your mood swings and your sarcasm and your cold persona. He could read you like an open book, and he liked to joke that was how he got you. 

But he also knew how to wind you up, and as a marauder at heart, he would take the chance whenever he got it. 

He knew you had been working on a project in one of the empty potions classrooms down in the dungeons and had decided to bring you some food (knowing that you had probably forgotten). However, much to his great amusement, he found you kneeling on a desk to try to reach the top shelf of ingredients to grab one of the jars. 

“Just let me help you—”

“Bite me,” you snapped at him, glaring at him over your shoulder when you noticed he started walking closer to you. 

“I seem to remember that you like that,” he purred, a hint of smirk on his lips as your glare darkened. 

“Cocky bastard,” you grumbled before you turned back to the job in front of you, your fingertips brushing the edge of the jar that was stuffed at the back of the shelf by someone who you deeply hated.

“Your cocky bastard,” he corrected.

“Still a—” you paused when you felt a warm hand on your waist, and watched another hand enter your vision as he easily reached for the jar and grabbed ahold of it before placing it down beside your cauldron. You turned to him, eyes narrowed. “I said I didn’t need help.” 

“You were going to hurt yourself up there, love,” he said in a knowing tone that you hated and loved all at once. 

“You don’t always have to show off how freakishly tall you are,” you grumbled as you climbed down from the desk.

“Or maybe you’re just short, darling,” he said with an innocent smile.

“I’m not short, I am perfectly average,” you retorted, arms crossed over your chest as Remus moved closer to you, towering over you like the smug bastard he was. 

“You’re short enough to have to go on your tiptoes to kiss me,” he teased, his arms winding around your waist to lock you against him.

“Then I’m also short enough to elbow you in the gut with ease,” you countered as you slid away from his grasp, lips twitching at the huff of frustration he let out. “Short enough to keep away from you too.”

“Not that you’d want to,” he said as he slid his arms around your waist, his body pressed against your back as he began to nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck. “Take a break.”

“I have work to do,” you stated simply as he began to kiss along your neck. “And I don’t need some jolly giant bothering me.”

“Jolly giant,” he repeated with a chuckle. “Creative, darling, I like that one.”

You bit back your smile. “Thought you would, Lupin.”

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I have twenty cousins and I think we would’ve been an entire GANG if not all of them (minus that one) are more than a decade older than me 😭

thirteen from my mother’s side and seven from my father’s <3

i ask because growing up i always thought i had a normal amount of cousins but now everyone always tells me i have a lot so i wanna see whats average

also i included that last option because its probably what fits best for me personally but for reference i think the amount of cousins i have is somewhere in the early 20s

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Full moon Remus being possesive! I just think that if anyone dare to look at you he would just hold you tight and be like “mine 😠”

It’s so basic but I love it!

FULL MOON REMUS IS BECOMING MY FAVOURITE REMUS RN I CANT LIE🫡thank you for requesting!🖤

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It should have been a nice day out to Hogsmeade with your friends with very little chance of anything going wrong. 

So, of course something had to go wrong. 

It was a warm day, exams were far enough to not cause you enough stress just yet and Sirius had convinced the group that Saturday would be the perfect opportunity for a day out to Hogsmeade before they got sucked into studying and stress. And truthfully, you all needed the break. 

You ate breakfast together, meeting just after ten before you headed out to the nearby town. You went from shop to shop, laughing and joking and enjoying the little sun the Scottish weather seemed to bestow on you. It was truly the perfect day. 

The problem didn’t arise until the sun was beginning to set and you had made your way towards the Three Broomsticks to enjoy a drink or two before you headed back to the castle. Remus had been needier and touchier than usual, but it was nothing you weren’t used to. You knew it was just him being a little on edge with the full moon approaching in the next few days, and truthfully you didn’t mind the extra affection. 

So, it wasn’t odd when he threw an arm over your shoulder when you were talking to Dorcas. And it wasn’t odd when he placed a line of soft kisses along your jaw to gain your attention. But then he was practically pulling you onto his lap and it was enough for you to turn around, a look of concern on your face at the rage in your boyfriend’s eyes. 

You followed his gaze and found him glaring at a classmate you recognised from your herbology class. The boy seemed to look over just at that moment and flashed you a smile, giving you a friendly wave and you returned the gesture. 

That was the last straw for Remus. 

The rest was a blur of fists flying, blood spilling and James, Sirius and Frank having to tear Remus away from the boy before you could even reach him. You had barely said a word other than ‘follow me’ as you grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the pub, only giving the wizard a glare when he tried to wrap his arms around you. 

And now you were sitting in one of the bathrooms, cleaning up the cuts on his face with as much skill as you could without having to take him to Madam Pomfrey.

“Don’t give me those damn puppy dog eyes,” you grumbled to him, your eyes focusing on the cut by his eyebrows instead of the soft expression your boyfriend was giving you. 

“M’sorry,” he murmured, his hands wrapping around your thighs and tugging you to stand between his legs. You couldn’t bring yourself to bat his hands away. 

“Are you actually sorry or are you just saying that because you know I’m angry at you?” you asked in a blunt voice. 

“Both?”

“You are something else, Lupin.” 

He let out a soft groan at the use of his last name, his forehead pressed against your stomach as his arms wound themselves around your legs. “I am sorry, baby, he just…he kept staring at you,” he grumbled, a flicker of anger in his chest as he noted the way the boy had been staring at you all night. “It pissed me off.”

“So you just had to swing at him?” you retorted.

He lifted his head, his chin pressed against your stomach as his darkened gaze met yours. “He needed to know who you belonged to, sweetheart.”

You raised your brows. “So now I belong to you?”

“Yes,” Remus stated simply, his hands running up and down your thighs until they moved up to squeeze your ass. “And I belong to you.” 

“Stop saying stuff that makes me swoon, Lupin,” you grumbled as you raised a hand to push the hair away from his face, watching with some amusement as the boy growled in delight at the feeling. “I’m trying to stay mad at you.”

“Let me make it up to you,” he murmured, his nose nudging against the hem of your t-shirt as it started to rise. “Let me make you scream my name.”

“You’re such a cocky bastard.”

“And you love what this cocky bastard can do with his—”

“Remus!”

“Don’t worry, baby, there will be plenty of time to scream my name.”

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I don’t know if someone has asked, but rockstar!sirius telling r he loves her for the first time?? Maybe it’s a little while into their relationship..?

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

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You pant slightly as you shut the door behind you, and for Sirius's benefit, you lean back against it and heave a dramatic sigh.

"Got it," You gush, holding up the bag in your hands with a cheshire cat grin, "Your fans are intense."

"What- darling, what is that?" Sirius frowns at the record store bag in your hands, tossing his phone to the side where he'd been scrolling through twitter.

"Your new album," You gloat, pulling the shrinkwrapped vinyl out of the plastic bag, "I had to elbow a teenage boy out of the way," You admit, "But I think I deserved it more."

"Baby," Sirius laughs, a pitying sound, "I could have gotten you one. You didn't have to do that, have you forgotten I'm with the band?"

"But I wanted the real fan experience," You gush, snatching a sharpie off of the table and kneeling on the couch beside him, staring up at him with pleading eyes, "Will you sign it, Siri?"

He lets out a raucous bark of laughter, plucking the sharpie from your hands, "Sure, darling. I'll sign it for you."

He gets busy with the sharpie, scribbling this way and that, scrawling his signature along with a note. When he presents it proudly back to you, and your eyes rove over the striking black ink, 'I love you', your eyes fill with stinging tears.

"I love you too, Siri." You gush, leaning over the album to ring your arms around his neck.

"M'biggest fan," He croons, kissing your earlobe after he's murmured into it, "The songs on there were f'you, y'know?"