Remus: May I?
Sirius (nodding)
Remus (leaning in closer to look at Sirius’ eyes): Your eyes have the most beautiful shade of grey I’ve ever seen
Sirius (laughing): It’s the centuries of inbreeding
Remus: Do you always make jokes when you’re nervous?
Sirius: Who said I was nervous?
Remus: Your face turning pink and the grin you’re fighting to hide gave it away.
Sirius: Yeah? Well I think you have the warmest shade of hazel brown in your eyes, almost like gold
Remus (laughing): Your eyes are like chips of silver starlight. My eyes are just plain brown.
Sirius (whispering with a smile): I don’t think there’s anything plain about you Remus Lupin
James (groaning): Oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw, this shit is too much for me. Can’t you two go be gay somewhere else?
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I've said this before and it's a hill I'll die on: Stop blaming ATYD for the "hyper-masculine casanova" characterisation of Remus Lupin.
In ATYD he's anything but a big, buff, aggressive popular kid. He's a loser, and that's quite literally the point. Not only that, but he's such a self-deprecating character that you can't trust a word from his perspective. Obviously his thought processes present him as a shitty person, it's because he thinks he's a shitty person. There are mountains of evidence that prove Remus is a good character (and INSANELY well written) in atyd, and I'll go into it more when it isn't 3 in the morning.
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poly!marauders x drunk!reader at a party and reader needy but they don’t want to help reader because they don’t want to do anything when reader basically unconscious of what’s happening because reader is drunk. So they try to explain to reader that they will gladly take care of them after they get better and go to bed. Thank you!
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⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ Our darling poly!marauders.
pairing. poly!marauders x fem!reader.
warnings. mentions of alcohol, alussions to sex, pet names.
a/n. SRRYYYY this is a little blurb, i've been busy doing yet another sport. also didnt mean to leave sirius out in the end oops. not proofread.
masterlist.
Your boyfriends leaving you alone for a moment seemed like a good idea. maybe a new way for you to socalize, or to spend more time with girls from your house- until it was the opposite.
Sirius came back to finding you on the couch, completely out of it with not a single thought in your eyes. It was nearly the same for him, but he was slightly more conscious of everything around him, surprisingly.
"Where have you two been?" James was ecstatic to see you, as always.
He'd been more than pleased when you showed up to the party they'd planned after they won the quidditch cup, even wearing James' uniform.
"Sorry prongs, jus' wondered off for a while", sirius grinned, wrapping an arm around you before placing sloppy kisses across your face.
"Alright yea that's jus' great pads, c'mon let's just take her up", james gently lifts you off the couch, draping your hands across his shoulders as he cradles you.
You giggle at this feeling, loving the feel of Jame's rough biceps after all those years of qudditch, and the way Sirius' hair sits as he follows along, gently cupping your face rambling out undescribable words.
James signals for Remus, noticing he's busy by the chocolate fountain, discovering anything that was possible to dip in there.
"Moooonnyyy", you call out, a giggling mess.
His ears perk instantly as his eyes widen, the sight of you drunk was funny to James and Sirius, but to him he always seemed more concerned.
"You smell like firewhiskey, what'd we say about firewhiskey?" he pouts, slowly rubbing your head.
You're in James' arms, still being cradled as the other two boys follow along, Sirius being a stumbling mess and Remus being prepared to catch him if he tumbled down the stairs. The door opens, the smell of a warm fire going and soft cologne fills your head, James carefully places you on his bed.
"I'll have one night of passion with her first, if you don't mind," Sirius announces, stumbling over to the bed.
"C'mere Siri", you call, desperately needing his touch, unaware of James and Remus hurriedly stopping him.
"Not tonight Pads, tommorrow we'll take care of her", Remus smirks, "Tonight you're both sloppy drunks, later".
Sirius can't help but get defensive in a dramatic manor, now arguing with Remus as James approaches you with an old t shirt of his.
"Oh, Jamie" you smile widely, still slightly dazy about everything going on in the room. "You're here to finally kiss me? Want you so bad Jami-" you cut off by James shoving his t-shirt over your head.
"No dove, not tonight tomorrow when you feel better, promise", he places a soft kiss against your forehead, now going to the other side of the bed and spooning you.
Remus approaches, now laying your head on his chest as he settles comfortably.
"Rem, t-tell him 's not fair" you groan, nuzzling into his neck.
Remus shakes his head, whispering "tomorrow, tomorrow," as he gently kisses your cheek.
Sirius stumbles towards the bed, nearly yelling goodnight to everyone as he tumbles down on the couch, falling asleep in almost a weirdest, yet comfortable enough for him position.
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Today's @wolfstarmicrofic prompt is betrothed!
(145 words.)
Remus notices the nickname evolution. The stupid words Sirius attaches to Remus that make the boy smile and roll his eyes, pretending there isn't a blush spreading across his cheeks.
"Moony, my moonshine, want to go to Hogsmeade?"
"Rem, darling, when's the potions test?"
"Remus, my beloved, my one and only, what's the name of that muggle device again? The one that spins and heats stuff up?"
"Moons, my complete and utter ray of light, could I borrow a book?"
Until one day it changes.
"Moony, my betrothed..."
Remus snorts a laugh, eyes still on his food.
"We're not exactly engaged, love, you'd have to ask first-" He glances up and freezes. Sirius is on one knee in front of him, a soft, nervous smile on his face, holding out a blue velvet ring box.
"Okay, sorry, I'll try that again. Moony, my soon-to-be betrothed?"
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Liner and Lip gloss
"Pads sit still I'm going to mess up." Remus tried to keep his hand steady
"Alright, sorry, just excited for the ball."
"Who'd ya ask anyways?"
"No one yet."
"Pads the ball is in two hours."
"I'm aware."
"You aren't hot enough to get a girl in two hours."
"Piss off. "
"Don't think I will Siri."
"Oh fuck you."
"What was that? Sorry I couldn't hear you from down there."
"Mangez de la merde et mourez."
"Really? You can't think of a single creative thing to say so you start speaking in French."
"You have to agree it's hot."
"Who's been lying to you?"
"How dare you, anyways I know who I'm asking, just hoping they'll say yes."
"Good luck with that, they probably already have a date you know, most people plan ahead."
"Who are you going with?"
"I'm not going."
"What! Why? Moony please it'll be fun, James and I are pranking all the Slytherins."
"Nope, can't be bothered. Anyways I don't have a date."
"I'm sure plenty of girls would go with you, you're hot."
"Don't want to lie to them."
"You have to like someone, just hope they don't have a date and ask her out."
"Pads... can I tell you something..?"
"Are you alright?"
"I-I'm gay." Sirius pulled him into a hug,
"Thank you for telling me."
"You're not mad...?"
"Why would I be mad Moony?"
"My dad kicked me out when I told him."
"Shit- I'm so sorry."
"He hated me anyways, just the final nail in the coffin. It's fine, I survived, anyways turn around I'm braiding your hair."
"Moons, can you help me ask this person?"
"Are you sure they don't have a date?"
"Certain now,"
"Okay...? How do I help exactly?"
"Say yes."
"Wha-"
"Remus will you go to the ball with me?"
"...no shit Sherlock."
"FINALLY, MERLIN'S BEARD HE HAS BEEN PINING OVER YOU FOR YEARS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW PAINFUL IT'S BEEN TO WATCH BOTH OF YOU ACT SO CLUELESS."
"Prongs, are you okay?"
"Now that I don't have to listen to Sirius planning how to ask you out every single quidditch practice yes."
"It wasn't ev-"
"Yes, yes it was. I have them a written down, extreme detail, with the date because I knew you would say this."
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A lil wolfstar cuz I've been wanting to write about these two dorks for last three years
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