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always should be someone you really love! ✿ | r.l.

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remus lupin x reader (set in the 90s)

warnings: underage drinking, smoking, cussing, making out

sweaty and drunk teenagers filled the room, screaming and dancing their hearts out.

feeling the liquor burn it’s way down my throat, of course this being a sign that i needed to drink more for the burning to go away.

remus was laughing his ass off telling some incoherent story, i was laughing as well because i was so fucking out of it.

“REMUS!!! STOP TALKING!!” i said as i put my hand over his mouth to listen to the song that was playing “THIS IS GIRLS AND BOYS!! BY BLUR!!! GOD DAMON ALBARN IS SO FIT!!! LETS DANCE!!”

i grabbed remus’ arm and dragged him to the dance floor

“streets like a jungle, so call the police”

“following the herd down to greece”

we were dancing like it was the last thing we’d do, “fOollOwing the hErddSss dOwwnwn to gReEcee” remus was singing, god his singing was terrible.

“on holiday, love in the nineties, is paranoid”

“HOLIDAYY NUNUNUNU NINETIES NANANAN PARANOID!!!” “THIS SONG IS SOO GOOD” i screamed “ISN’T THAT RIGHT REM??” “TOTALLYY” he screamed back, as if we weren’t facing each other

we kept stupidly dancing until the chorus came on

“girls who want boys who like boys to be girls who do boys like they're girls who do girls like they're boys”

“always should be someone you really love”

“ALWAYS SHOULD BE SOMEONE U REALLY LOOOVEEEE” we said in between laughs

“hey rem, you know what would be so funny?”

“yeah y/n/n?”

“if we made out!”

“hell yeah!! let’s do it”

and with that his tongue was down my throat and my fingers were tangled in his hair. this went on for a little longer than i’d like to admit.

when we were finally sobering up i took a cigarette from his pocked and asked him to light me.

“DUDEEE. REM DID YOU MAKE OUT WITH Y/N” james came screaming into the room, “well fuck me!! i probably did… why?”

“everyone’s talking about it man!” james replied with a laugh

“oh god” remus took the cigarette out of my hand and put it on his lips.

“remus!! song 2 by blur!! let’s dance!!” i said as i heard the drums of the song “i’m tired y/n” “c’moonnn man pleaseee” i whined. “fine” he gave in, “hurry jamie, it’s starting!!”

“woohoo!!!”

we all screamed along to the song

“woohoo!!!”

“hey rem, you know what wound be cool” i said

“yeah?” he replied

“if we made out again!”

“you know what, fuck it” he said and smashed his lips into mine

“god damn, zero respect for the people around you it seems” james said as he walked away

“when i hear heavy metal”

“and i’m pins and i’m needles”

“god y/n, seems like blur makes you horny” remus laughed as i pulled away.

“always man”

god this night was crazy…

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HELLO??? DID YOU MISS ME??? i apologize for disappearing like that omf. i’m kinda rusty in writing fanfic so this kinda sucks. i fell in love with blur when i was away, also i kissed a bunch of people!! go me!! i’m so gonna be writing fics about many other people and many other universes. my life has changed a bunch since the last time i posted!! i hope i can get back into regularly posting again, lots of love -syd

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remus lupin headcannons:

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warnings: smoking (i’m sorry i can’t help myself i love writing about smoking but don’t really love doing it), smut, not proofread bc i refuse to for some reason, and i think that’s it?lemme know if i missed anything :)

read me: the use of “good girl” is used one time, she/her pronouns not implied tho <3

a/n: i love writing headcannons so much omg. they leave so much space for creativity and so easy to work with, anyway enjoy <33

this boy is such a tease

as innocent as our remmy may seem, he knows how to rile you up

from when he wears those crop tops he knows you like

or when he throws his head back

or runs his fingers through his hair

he knows what you like

you’re his and he makes sure you know

he’s sweet in sex, but when you disobey him, i’m sorry baby you’re in for hell

because as he says, “only good girls get to cum”

honestly i kinda feel like he’d want to maintain the sub/dom routine outside of the bedroom sometimes, especially when you’re feeling subby.

he knows you so well, he knows exactly how you’re feeling all the time

he loves when you put eyeliner on him, or paint his nails, it makes him feel pretty.

you kinda have a bad smoking problem, so remus tries his best to get you to stop

and honestly it’s worked

every now and then both of u smoke tho

he loves reading with you, or helps him find peace

you were on of the first people he told about him being a werewolf, in terror of you leaving him

he was suprised to find out you were nothing but supportive

he loves music, and he loves when you show him music

i feel like he likes the smiths (fuck morrissey tho)

he loves playing with your hair

and you with his

and speaking of love

he loves 🌼oral🌼

i don’t think i’ll go into detail

but at the end of the day

he loves you more than anything

and he wants you to know it

and this is the writer ending this bc they don’t know what else to write

<3

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traitor | s.b.

not my gif!!!

SOUR masterlist

warnings: angst, break up, cussing, self harm, i wrote this based off of my experience with self harm. reader discretion advised.

not proofread cause booooriiiiinnggggg🙄🙄🙄 also moony write a happy fanfic challenge <//3

read me: guys, i’m so sorry for not writing in so long. god, days have really flown. i was in an intense writers block, but yesterday i saw an interesting stranger whom without a word spoken already had my heart. i really hope i see them again soon, it sucks and it hurts to not even know their name, it’s frustrating that i can’t do anything about it. they’re perfect, i hope we meet again soon. i wrote a song about them because i felt things too strong to keep inside. i’m glad i started writing again, i missed it. now, traitor, a sirius black story:

(lyrics in purple)

brown guilty eyes and little white lies

yeah, i played dumb but I always knew

that you'd talk to her,

maybe did even worse, i kept quiet so I could keep you

guilty eyes with unspoken words looking back at me, making me feel small and stupid for acting like i never knew.

you talked to her behind my back, at first i just thought it was your friend since you clearly had no trouble in making them, but i didn’t believe you did even worse.

of course, like a child in love for the first time, which was what i was at the time, kept quiet.

i couldn’t lose you.

and ain't it funny

how you ran to her

the second that we called it quits?

isn’t it funny? how when i finally got the courage to confront you about it, it ended in a big fight, you blaming me for not trusting you.

when you we called it quits, the person who brought you comfort was her. not your friends, clearly not me, her.

and ain't it funny

how you said you were friends?

now it sure as hell don’t look like it.

when i even thought about bringing it up, or stared too long, you said you were friends. yet every time i asked you how your day was, or what was on your mind, you brought her up.

the way you have your arm around her, or the loving look you have on your face when she’s around. i don’t blame you, how couldn’t you? her dark brown eyes, her smooth dark skin, her long fluffy hair, there was nothing not to love.

you betrayed me

and i know that you'll never feel sorry

for the way i hurt

i wonder if you remember our promise, we would be together through thick and thin, together forever. that went to shit.

the way you love her will never make you feel sorry for all the restless nights i spent, or the cuts scattered on my thighs, the eye bags that became something normal for me to have. you never payed it any mind.

loved you at your worst

but that didn't matter

when you needed someone, i was always there. dropped anything, important or not, so you could have a shoulder to cry on. did the impossible to make you feel alright.

but none of the mattered.

it took you two weeks

to go off and date her

guess you didn't cheat

but you're still a traitor

it only only took two weeks to hear everywhere how you were with her.

how much you loved her.

and almost nothing to see you guys attached to the hip, like we once were.

you didn’t cheat, you stayed there with me but in the end were never really present.

but you still betrayed me, told me cheap lies to which i was too in love to not believe.

now you bring her around

just to shut me down

show her off like she's a new trophy

it’s like everywhere i go, you’re magically there, with her.

so many days ruined and nights spent crying because of your new trophy.

and i know if you were true

there's no damn way that you

could fall in love with somebody that quickly

all the ‘i love you’s and ‘i’ll never leave you’ went to shit.

if you loved me as much as you told me the night you broke my heart, there’s no way or explanation on how you lover her so much. it’s been two weeks, sirius, two weeks.

ain't it funny

all the twisted games

all the questions you used to avoid?

so all the “baby, she’s nobody” “don’t worry about it hun” “don’t say that” “i love you, not her” were all lies, love really blinded me and fucked me up this time.

“siri, who’s that girl you’re always hanging out with?”

“she’s nobody”

“oh”

“what’s her name?”

“it doesn’t matter y/n! i’m tired. i’m gonna sleep.”

really? she doesn’t seem like a nobody now.

remember i brought her up

and you told me i was paranoid

“y/n! you’re just paranoid. just because you’ve had shitty partners doesn’t mean i am. stop being paranoid, it’s annoying.” that hit low. he was so cruel weeks prior to the breakup, how didn’t i see it coming.

god, i wish that you had thought this through

before i went and fell in love with you

the red lines on my thigh appear from the night before. being just a reminder of how i can’t feel anything, my favorite things go unnoticed now. you broke me. i wish you had thought it through before you let me fall in love with you

don't you dare forget about the way

you betrayed me

you really fucked me up. i let a bunch of things and red flags go “unnoticed”. I’ve tried my best to be as supportive for you.

one thing i promised myself because of the shred of dignity i have left, is how i swear to god i wont let you forget about how you betrayed me.

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a/n: i hope you guys find this story to your liking, it’s the first thing i’ve wrote in a while and i don’t know how to feel about it. if you could, please tell me what you thought about it. thank you :) -moony<3

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hiiiii was just wondering when the next SOUR fic is coming bc i’m obsessed with that concept lol

Soon!!! I’ve been all over the place lately and I haven’t really had time to write but I already have all of the ideas planned out for the rest of the series, I’m going on a trip on Tuesday so while on the road I’ll have a bunch of time to write :) I’m gonna keep try to post one today tho <333

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tewkesbury headcannons

hello everybody here are some headcannons for my favorite boy

not my gif!!

a/n: this is kinda gonna be set in a modern a/u bc it’s easier to work with and i am lazy🙏🙏

warnings: smoking!!!

okay, first things first, let’s get it out of the way, he’s so stylish.

he would def ask you to paint his nails and put makeup on him just to get a rise out of his grandma

he always gives you flowers because, tewkesbury is tewkesbury.

he loves, loves, LOVES. being called a pretty boy. especially when you add a ‘my’ before it. he melts.

he met you through enola and he thought you guys were dating at first so he was upset for a long time.

he loves jewelry, nothing fancy, cute little handmade bracelets and wire rings.

he loves music, and plays guitar.

you play drums so always talk about making a band.

he’s not really the jealous type, but when he is he usually just makes fun of the guy subtly. “did you get dressed in the dark?” and then he feels bad because, say it with me, tewkesbury is tewkesbury.

he loves going to rooftops and smoke, it’s relaxing to him.

he once invited you and it became your thing.

he once saw you braid your hair and he begged you to teach him, no arguing.

his favorite songs are love my way by the psychedelic furs, just like heaven by the cure, and under my thumb by the rolling stones.

why? because i said so?

he loves writing, so finding miscellaneous love letters is normal.

when he’s anxious he loves having you read to him

all he wants to be is the best boyfriend for you, nothing more

he really liked sour by olivia rodrigo, he cried to it even though he had never been heartbroken

he thinks you’re the most beautiful being to ever exist. and he makes sure you know it.

his kisses are so soft and tender, so so cute.

he loves how you mutually teach each other things.

he “never cared for his hair”, but you did. you loved it. could never keep your hands off of it.

he moves around a lot when you guys sleep, so waking up with no blanket on you isn’t strange.

he’s a little bratty toddler sometimes, but you’ve learned to live with it

at the end of the day, you guys are absolutely the cutest couple.

and he’s proud of it

he loves you

and you love him

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enough for you ll / r.l.

not my gif!!

SOUR masterlist | enough for you, part one

warnings: angst, remus realizing things, not proof read.

(also a few t.A.T.u lyrics lol)

a/n: this ones kinda short bc there’s not rlly a lot of ways to end this lol, i’m sorry😭

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“loved you more than i’d ever loved myself. i gave up everything. but you seem to have loved her.”

is this really how they felt? fuck, i never meant to hurt them. i’ve looked everywhere, everywhere. even the special tree they went to when they had to think or just cry. i went to their dorm and there was nothing there. i lost them.

i mean, it’s almost the end of the year right? maybe they went home early? no, they wouldn’t. hogwarts has always been their escape, right??

all the things she said, running through my head, they’re running through my head. nothing comes up. i wish i could apologize.

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have i lost my mind? i always imagine them, imagine them walking around, i miss you y/n. please come back.

*time skip bc i don’t feel like writing abt his summer lol*

I’m at the train station. i broke up with my girlfriend because i just can’t bare the thought of y/n being upset. i’m gonna make things right. they’re my everything.

i saw a notebook fall in front of me, i picked it up and went to give it back to its owner. i was too wrapped up in my own thoughts that i didn’t even see a figure in front of me, talking to somebody.

“hey is this yours? it fell.”

they turn around, they look different. longer hair, and it had little purple streaks in it. it looked charming.

“y/n..” i saw them shift uncomfortably “oh, thanks.”

they started speed walking away and i tried to stop them, saying “y/n can we please talk? i want to apologize” “you don’t have to, i’m over it. have a good day remus” that tone was like a shot to the heart.

i spent months, months. trying to get them back. they moved on. there’s nothing i can do about it, i lost them.

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@ashlovesthemarauders hi bff so the second part for enough for u is gonna be from remus’ pov but do u want me to make another story for Deja vu?? I feel bad :(

my i request a second part to enough for u, but with the song deja vu? THANK U TALENTED ICON

WAIT OH MY GOD THIS IS A RLLY GOOD IDEA. ILL TAG YOU WHEN ITS READY

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my i request a second part to enough for u, but with the song deja vu? THANK U TALENTED ICON

WAIT OH MY GOD THIS IS A RLLY GOOD IDEA. ILL TAG YOU WHEN ITS READY

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i have no clue how asks or submits work but if u want to request a one shot or something pls do 😭😭 i saw one person make like some type of reply on my blog but i’m not sure how they work lolll

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this isn’t really an ask but UR SO FUCKING TALENT OH MY GOODNESS THE REMUS FIC BROKE MY HEART

I LOVE YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH BAE♥️♥️♥️

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enough for you | r.l.

not my gif!!!

SOUR masterlist | part two

warnings: angst, breakup, remus moving on, smoking,

(lyrics in purple)



i wore makeup when we dated

cause i thought you’d like me more

if i looked like the other prom queens

i know that you loved before

dear remus,

i still love you

my first love, the boy i would’ve given the sun and moon for, you’re sitting there with your arms wrapped around your new girl. while your friends laughed at one of your lame jokes you took the chance to place a kiss in the girls’ beautiful blonde hair.

it made me think think of all of the times i went out of my way to put on makeup before seeing you, or changing my style in clothes just to make it more like likable for you. i should’ve known, knowing all of the prom queen worthy girls you had wrapped around your fingers in the past, you could have anyone you want.

and i knew how you took your coffee

and your favorite songs by heart

i read all of your self-help books

so you’d think that i was smart

stupid, emotional, obsessive, little me

i knew from the start this is exactly how you’d leave

and all of the times i went out of my way to pick up some coffee for you, black with one sugar, everyday. i knew that order like the back of my hands.

i learned your favorite songs on the guitar just to impress you, i went out of my way to listen to all of the artist you liked just so you’d like me more.

i read all the books you liked so we had something to talk about. i made notes on them and lost sleep just so i could keep up with you.

you found someone better, and you left. i always knew it would happen but it was a surprise it happened so soon.

you found someone more exciting

the next second, you were gone

and you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong

and you always say i'm never satisfied

but i don't think that's true

'cause all i ever wanted was to be enough for you

she’s so much more talented and prettier than me, no flaws, pretty green eyes, kindness, so talented, i couldn’t compete.

couldn’t you even tell me what i did wrong? was it too much to ask for a reason you decided to leave? and my best friend?

the two people i loved and trusted most stabbed me in the back.

all i ever wanted was to be enough for you. i quit smoking and tried my best to make you happy and not make you regret being with me. i just wanted to make you happy, that’s all.

and maybe i'm just not as interesting

as the girls you had before

but god, you couldn't have cared less

about someone who loved you more

were your standards too high? or was i just not enough?

i remember when you helped me quit smoking, it made me realize you cared. now i’m smoking more than ever. i feel so alone.

come back to me.

now i don't want your sympathy

i just want myself back

when you saw me smoking and crying you held me and told me to stop, i don’t want your sympathy. if you decided to leave me at my worst then that’s on you.

what hurts most is that i know i’m never getting myself back. and it’s all because of you.

don't you think i loved you too much to be used and discarded?

don't you think I loved you too much to think I deserve nothing?

don’t you think it’s shitty that you left the person that loved you most in the world for someone who you talked to once or twice before?

i loved you more than i’d ever loved myself. i gave up everything. but you seem to have loved her.

-yours forever , y/n

i left the note on his doorstep and left,

i left everything behind.

my family, my friends, remus.

i cant live like this anymore.

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SOUR masterlist:

not my gif!

(marauders)

brutal- james potter

traitor- sirius black

drivers silence (au)- remus lupin

1 step forward, 3 steps back- james potter

deja vu- remus lupin

good 4 u- sirius black

enough for you- remus lupin

happier (au)- remus lupin

jealousy, jealousy- sirius black

favorite crime- james potter

hope ur ok- remus lupin