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Prompts 52, 84, 95- Marauders Era: Remus

Request: Prompts 95, 84 and 52 with Remus?

• 52. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life.”
• 84. “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”
• 95. “Are you drunk?”

The cold autumn air seemed to clear up Remus’ thoughts, sobering him up, if only slightly. Eyes closed, he took a deep breath, his mind filled with the scent of surrounding trees and the scene that had played out less than half an hour ago. The sound of rustling leaves didn’t in the slightest blur the vivid memory of Y/N’s face when he allowed the words that had been trapped in his mind for so long slip out.

The Great Hall was filled with tipsy 7th years, just returned from a day at Hogsmeade, filled with laughs, sweets and firewhiskey. Chatter fluttered through the air, almost intimidating, despite its light-hearted nature. Two startled-looking third years ran past Remus as he entered, stumbling slightly. He hadn’t exactly avoided the firewhiskey at The Three Broomsticks as he always had before. No, today he needed the Gryffindor courage that the crimson on his tie promised he had.

He saw her across the hall, head thrown back in laughter at something an unfamiliar boy had said, surrounded by her friends, and his. Catching glimpse of Sirius chatting up a girl right by Y/N, Remus’ pace quickened, and soon enough he was right by her, the noises around him strangely melodic, most likely due to the alcohol that coursed through his veins. He felt his heart quicken at the sound of her laugh, and felt his ears redden with anger at the sound of the boy’s voice. Who even was he? And why was he here?

“I’ll be off now,” Remus heard the unwelcome stranger say, “I’ll see you around Y/N!”

“The hell you will,” he found himself muttering, prompting a puzzled Sirius to turn around, and give him a massive grin.

“Hello, Moony! Where’ve you been?” his best friend exclaimed, ignoring his widened eyes and shaking head, “Did you say something? I didn’t really hear.”

“No, nothing, I said nothing,” he rushed his words, barely noticing the way they slurred together.

“Alright, mate,” Sirius gave him a puzzled look and turned back to his latest conquest.

His booming greeting, however, had been overheard.

“Hey Remus,” he heard her voice, immediately beginning to crack his knuckles nervously, “Why didn’t you come over and say hey?”

He turned around and met the y/e/c eyes of Y/N, covered by the slight frown that she had on her face at his lack of greeting.

“I, uh, I just got here,” he slurred, nearly falling over in an attempt to take a step towards the baffled girl.

“Lupin,” her scowl had now turned into an amused smirk, “Are you drunk?”

“Absolutely not,” he retorted, this time failing to stop himself from falling to the ground. Completely disoriented, he accepted the extended arm in front of him.

“I feel like you may be lying,” her words interwoven with chuckles, she pulled him back up. He stumbled forwards and found his lips only inches from hers. Her smirk had vanished, lips now slightly parted.

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💖Ordinary Adventure- Marauders Era: Remus

Request:  Can I request a Remus x Ravenclaw reader where it’s Valentine’s Day and Remus and the reader go out to hogsmead and he takes her to three broomsticks (I think) and then a bookstore and they end up sitting by the lake reading the books they got afterwards and maybe they snog a bit. Sorry if I’m requesting too much.

White patches of snow still linger on the streets of Hogsmeade as Remus Lupin takes the y/h/c haired girl by the hand and guides her inside The Three Broomsticks, her blue-grey scarf dancing in the wind of the cool winter day as she giggles. The smell of cigarettes and sugary sweet butter beer overwhelms her senses and she sits with him and listens to his voice compose sonnets with simple words and watches the way he taps his fingers on the wooden table as they wait on liquid filled goblets and find themselves drunk off each other before alcohol even touches their lips. There is a joy that flutters around her overwhelmed mind as she sees him inhale the smell of an old book, just as she always does, and a fondness spreading through her heart as she watches him hand over gold coins in exchange for a leather bound volume. 

The trees are still bared of leaves as they sit on damp grass, drying it with the wave of their wands and excitedly pulling fiction out of canvas bags, opening worn pages and letting words morph into painted pictures in their minds, occasionally slipping from their lips and doing story telling pirouettes around their heads. They draw chuckles and gasps from their lips, which meet soon after, fireworks crackling on their tongues and electricity coursing through their bones, as pink lanterns light up the windows of Hogwarts, reminding the world of Valentine’s Day. 

💖Let It Be- Marauders Era: Remus

Request:  You wanna do a Remus x reader to the song Let it Be by The Beatles?

“It’s alright,” she places a hand on his back, a smile spreading across her face as she traces the line of his spine, scars obstructing her fingers as they make their way, “It doesn’t matter.”

“I’ve missed Valentine’s Day. We had it all planned out and everything, how could I have forgotten to look at the calendar?” he places his face in his hands, an aggravated groan heard from behind the injured palms.

“You are being absolutely ridiculous,” her hand gives his back a light smack and he turns to face her, a look of genuine upset gracing his tired, lovely face. She can’t help but giggle at the silliness of his exasperated words, “It doesn’t matter at all, you always come first.”

“I wanted to do something special, Y/N,” Remus says, meeting her eyes for the first time. 

“To be quite honest with you, love, I’d be more than happy doing absolutely nothing if I was doing it with you,” she states matter-of-factly, her fingers now tangled in his hair, a loving smile still on her face. 

Before he has the time to retort, she presses a kiss to his lips and feels them spread into a smile as he completely forgets everything except the she tastes in that very moment. 

💖Valentine’s Prompts 39 and 43- Marauders Era: Remus

Request:  I want to request a Valentine’s day imagine with the prompts 39 and 43, remus x reader please :)

• 39. Take a soothing bubble bath together
• 43. Pick outfits for each other

The heat of the water overwhelms her, her mind cleared almost immediately by the gentle burning on her skin. A contented smile spreads across her face as she leans on the edge of the bathtub, her legs intertwining with his, the contact of their skin in the water seeming to make steam rise from the calm water. Their eyes meet and their steam stained smiles seem to glow brighter. She closes her eyes and exhales a sigh filled with relaxation, met by a chuckle from his lips as his pruned fingers run along her smooth skin. 

“Relieved, are you?” he asks with a smirk on his face.

“Getting ready for other people’s weddings is exhausting,” she sighs, giving him a nudge with her foot.

“Don’t get too relaxed, we’ve got to get ready in a bit,” he reminds, and a soft groan escapes her lips.

“Don’t remind me.”

Thirty minutes pass, but they seem like only three when the set alarm clock goes off, reminding the love soaked couple to get out of the bubbling bathtub. She has a pout on her pretty lips as she slips from the tub and into the bathrobe that he holds up as she glides her arms into the sleeves. She gives Remus a smile and a light kiss on the cheek before following him into the bedroom, her eyes scanning his scarred back with a loving glance as he covers it in a white shirt. As he fumbles with buttons, she grabs two dresses from the bed and, holding them next to each other, frowns with indecisiveness.

He turns back around and she gives another pout: “Which one?”

“Left,” he gives her a small smile, and she places a happy kiss on his lips before taking the y/f/c dress off the hanger and removing her bathrobe, slipping it on over her legs and hips in one swift motion.

“Zip?”

It’s been a year of him, of them, but her skin still tingles when his fingers touch it, pulling up the cold metal zipper of the dress and tightening the fabric around her body. She smooths out the dress and turns to face the boy, who is now holding up two different ties: “Which one?” he asks, a mischievous smile on his face.

“Left,” she states abruptly, slipping the silk around his neck and pulling him closer for a soft, passionate kiss. 

♫How I Know- Rusty Clanton// Marauders Era: Remus x Reader

Request:  How I know -by rusty clanton with Remus x reader please xx

The first time he sees her, she reminds him of a pastel rainbow following a gloomy storm, her eyes glowing, catching his for a split second, a lucky second, a poetically stunning second that becomes and remains his happiest memory.

‘A year ago,’ Remus Lupin thinks to himself, 'I was sitting on that chair, and that hat was on my head. How odd.’ his thoughts wander as he takes occasional glances at the first years climbing up towards the shabby looking stool, their faces a mixture of anticipation and fear as the rough, grey fabric of the Sorting Hat is placed on their heads.

His stomach rumbles, and he looks longingly at the still empty plates set in front of him and his friends, startled by the louder than usual tone of the old sorting master as it bellows: “Y/H!”

Turning in his seat, he meets the y/e/c eyes of a very pretty girl, whose lips show the hint of a smile, and, completely hypnotised, he doesn’t feel so hungry anymore.

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♫In2 (Kehlani Remix)- WSTRN// Marauders Era: Remus x Reader

Request:  Could you do an imagine where you go clubbing with the marauders???(please let Sirius help pick out her outfit because I feel like that would be so cute and funny) and you (usually pretty innocent) Starts dancing with some other guy and Remus gets extremely jealous and ends up telling the guy to leave and Remus admits he fancies you???

“Not that one,” Sirius shook his head at Y/N, as she turned around and raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t recall asking for your opinion,” she retorted, hands resting on her hips.

“Then you’re lucky enough to get it anyway,” a childish smile spread across his face, “Not that one.”

“Why not?” she took another look in the silver edged mirror placed in her dormitory, trying to see what was so wrong with the long sleeved, dark blue dress that hugged her hips.

“Because it’s got a massive bow on the back. It’s a club, not a bloody wedding,” he reminds her, and surely enough, she sees the silk bow gracing the back of blue velvet as she takes a glance over her shoulder.

“I forgot that was there,” she sighed, stepping away from the mirror and back into the wardrobe, charmed to be about three times the size it looks.

Slipping out of the soft velvet, she scans the hanging clothes for another option, frowning at the lack of inspiration in her head. Finally, she spots a dark crimson dress, surrounded by the dark fabric of her uniforms. She slides it on and steps out again, positioning herself in front of the mirror.

“Nope,” the forgotten presence of her best friend makes her let out a little groan, only met by a chuckle coming from the boy leaning on the headboard of her bed.
“I don’t own and endless supply of dresses, you know,” she turns around, frowning at him before she looks over her shoulder in the mirror.

“It’s silk. It’s too fancy,” he explains, matter of factly, his smile never vanishing from his face.

“Maybe you’re just not fancy enough,” her remark is followed by her tongue being stuck out at the lounging boy, who then put a hand over his chest, feigning a hurt gasp as she rolled her eyes and entered the closet once again. 

Vexed by the process at this point, she grabbed the first thing she touched when her hand reached for the hangers, putting it on without even noticing what it was. She stepped into the room again, not even managing to take a peek in the mirror before Sirius gave her an approving nod: “That one. I like that one.”

Turning around to look, she found herself in a y/f/c dress, slipping gracefully from her waist to her hips, just barely reaching the middle of her thigh.

“It’s so short!” she exclaimed, looking at her friend, who gave her a simple shrug before paraphrasing his earlier statement: “We are going to a club, not church.”

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Prompts 9,16,25,63- Marauders Era: Remus

And a second (delayed) attempt for the lovely @aveeragemusings , I’m sorry it took so long and I hope you like it!

• 9. “I am not losing you again.”
• 16. “Don’t fucking touch me!”
• 25. “I thought you were dead.”
• 63. “Don’t you dare to ever do that again!”

Glass and souls shatter soundlessly, filling the air with soft agony as fire burns around her and debris falls like arduous rain. Blood stains her left cheek and heavy tears stream down her face, the dark smoke burning at her lungs. 

To say she is lost isn’t enough; there are ghosts hiding in the ivory white of her bones and casualties hanging from the chambers of her heart as she looks, desperate for the familiar warmth of brown eyes and chestnut hair to appear before her.

Cold goosebumps cover her body as an icy hand is placed on her shoulder, its grip tightening, and she is whisked around to see the darkness of a sinister smile, pointed teeth and flashing black eyes as terrified anger runs through her indigo veins, and she defies the shivers that make her fingers shake and snaps through gritted teeth: “Don’t fucking touch me!”

A chilling laugh leaves the blood stained lips, and she knows her words had no effect, preparing for the worst until she sees a flash of white light appears behind the terror that is Fenrir Greyback and he suddenly goes still, his nails still digging into her shoulder blade. Her eyes are widened in confusion, her mouth soon falling agape with relief as she sees the kind, scarred face of home, pushing aside the temporarily frozen villain and running towards safety, embracing him tight and taking in the smell of smoke that had seeped into his coat.

“I’m here, love. Everything’s going to be alright,” his lie is sweet music to her ears, her bruised fingers clinging tight to his presence. 

Suddenly, she pulls away, tears speeding down her face: “Don’t you dare ever do that again! Don’t you EVER leave me like that again! You just disappeared, I had no idea where you were, I thought you were dead!”

“Hey,” his voice is soft, barely audible over the roaring fire surrounding them, “I’m here now,” he pulls her back in, hearing his name bounce off the ruined walls of the abandoned building, turning around rapidly, his arms still around his love, as a panicked look overtakes his face.

“They need me, I have to go,” he whispers as she looks up at him, a pained shock on her face, fear of being left by him again overtaking every part of her.

“I promise I’ll come back for you,” he places a hand on her cheek, a nowadays rare, loving smile on his gentle face, before he presses his lips to hers, full of promise and hope.

Courage takes over, and she pulls away and looks him in the eye, her voice harsh but determined: “No, Remus.’‘ 

Surprised by the use of his name, he frowns in confusion, his expression met by a stubborn explanation: ’'You’re not going alone. I am not losing you again, and there is nothing you can do to convince me to stay without you.”

A sigh falls from his lips.

“It’s dangerous, Y/N, I can’t–”

“There is nothing. You can do. To convince me to stay.”

Fear and admiration flash in his eyes as he intertwines her fingers with hers and presses his lips to her once again, bricks falling and sparks flying around them as they wordlessly agree to live together, fight together and die together if need be.

♫Drown- Seafret// Marauders Era: Remus x Reader

Request:  Hey so I know you don’t have the time to write at the moment and I totally respect that, but I was wondering if you’d consider writing something with either Remus or Sirius (whichever inspires you most) based on Drown by Seafret when you have the time? Thank you so much! xx

The sun slowly rises, winning its fight with the glowing full moon, the lilac hues reaching further as the golden orb travels further up in the sky. Morning dew settles on leaves, its droplets sliding down the emerald backdrop. Birds begin chirping and bushes rustle as woken rabbits hop around the grounds.

A single, thin sliver of light slips through the boarded up windows of the small shack, falling on a pair of closed eyes, prompting them to flutter open, revealing light brown eyes under squinting eyelids and furrowed brows. The boy pushes himself to a sitting position, the fresh wounds on his chest exposed to the sunlight. He grabs a white shirt from the worn hardwood floor, pulling it on over his bruised arms, buttoning it only halfway before standing and flinching slightly as he feels a shooting pain in his leg. He limps over to the frayed door and opens it with a loud creak, leaving only depleted furniture and the lonely ray of sunshine in the gloom of the Shrieking Shack.

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♫All of Me- John Legend// Marauders Era: Remus x Reader

Request:  hello! can you maybe do a young remus lupin imagine with the song all of me by john legend?? thank you so much, your writing is the best.

A/N: I’d just like to apologise again for how long these are taking, I promise I’m getting through them as fast as I can! Much love xx

The crescent moon floats in the darkened night sky, creating paths of light across the grounds of Hogwarts, followed by roaming moths and curious animals. A single sliver of bright white light slithers into the room through the open window, gliding over the hardwood floor and up to the tangled white sheets covering the bed. It glistens upon intertwined feet as only hushed chuckles ripple the stillness of the cool Autumn air.

The fabric feels cool on her body, a complete contrast to the warmth of his skin, warming her soul as he tightens his arms around her. She hears the sound of the love song that his heart beats to and closes her eyes, a gentle smile spreading across her face as he strokes her hair and places a soft kiss on the top of her head.

“Pinch me,” Y/N whispers, her voice barely audible, yet still reaching his loving ears like a forgotten melody, prompting a surprised giggle to fall from his lips.

“I’m not kidding,” she looks up at him, a feigned frown on her face as he admires the ethereal way the moonlight caresses the features of her face.

“Why would I do that?” his murmur is raspy and meaningful as he wonders at the beautiful girl.

“Because this has to be a dream,” sadness clings to her faint voice as she considers the possibility: “Why would someone like you ever even look at someone like me?”

There’s a glimmer of tragedy in the grey of his irises as he saddens at the words that have just rolled off her sweet tongue, thinking about the devastation of perfection seeing flaws in the mirror. His eyes meet hers and he places his hand under her chin, lifting it up slightly before he kisses her softly and passionately, unsaid words of reassurance pouring into her soul.

They pull apart after a small infinity, and his eyes meet hers once again as he whispers: “There’s nothing about you that I don’t find myself falling deeper in love with every day.”

She felt the illusion of breaking hearts vanish with his words, as she pressed her head to his chest once again, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart, beaming like the burning sun.

♫I Alone-Live// Marauders Era: Remus x Reader

Request:  Hi! :D If requests are still open could I request something? :) A story with young Remus and the song I Alone by Live. If you want to. No pressure! If you don’t feel like it I understand ;D ❤️ Loved your Sirius story!

A/N: Hope you like it lovely!

The way they met was a cliché, dropped books, gently exchanged words, undiscovered sparks glowing in the crisp, question-filled air. The fleeting touch of innocent fingers that would burn for days after in the most stunning of ways.

Stress overtook her as she stared down at the Potions book she’d just borrowed from the library, trying to carve the heavy words into her mind, bumping into multiple irked students as she rushed down the hall, her eyebrows coiled into a concentrated frown.

Seconds passed and her books were on the floor, pieces of parchment happily scattered on the cobblestones. She knelt down, reaching for her Divination assignment when another hand touched hers, a divine shock flowing through her fingers.

“I’m so so sorry”, the brown haired boy fumbled, picking up her possessions, while she stood still, a calm smile on her face, a sense of enlightenment in her heart.

“That’s alright”, she spoke softly, “Don’t worry about it”.

He fumbled with his words, gentle apologies drifting through the air, barely reaching her mind embraced by fascination at his enchanting presence.

“..I hope I didn’t mess up your work or anything”, the boy stood up, extending a hand which she happily accepted, and handing her books back with the other hand.

“I’m Remus.”

His name reached her through her daze as she shook her head slightly, landing back in reality.

“Don’t worry about it, honestly”, she smiled sympathetically, “God knows it’s happened to me more than once” a giggle escaped her lips.

“I’m Y/N”

He flashed a shy smile her way: “Lovely to meet you.”

“Likewise. I’ll see you around!” she beamed at him as she waved, walking backwards and hit yet another annoyed classmate, causing her to turn around and rush to class, glancing back to see the chestnut coloured wonderboy walk away.

Strangers that knew each other better than they could understand. Brief glances and smiles with the radiance of a million suns, a radiance which pursued them wherever they went, lingering, ready to blaze as soon as their eyes met.

Weeks were filled with flirtatious glances fluttering through the air filled with unsaid words. Her smile reeled him in, emptying the world of all but her slender figure reaching for a book on a shelf that was too high.

Loud jokes and strong nudges from his best friends, a grin and a few shakes of his head. Prolonged glances and smiles, a sting of jealousy when her soft voice was gracing Lucius’ ears instead of his own.

Then, finally.

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