#Poor Remus

[lexithwrites]

the fic im writing rn is so fucking sad at the beginning, like gut wrenching and so personal, and slipping through my fingers just HAD to start playing at exactly this moment god dammit

[moonyswarmsweaters]

James: Remus is late, again.

Regulus: How's that possible? I called him at 8 o'clock this morning pretending it was 11.

Sirius: I printed a fake schedule saying we were starting at 9 instead of noon like we usually do.

Peter: I set his alarm clock to say PM instead of AM.

Lily: I think you guys may have overdone it.

Remus: *bursts through the door* WHAT YEAR IS IT?!

[17thcenturyb0y]

For anyone who was wondering what happened next :’)

[julesart04]

[bbloodyashes]

Hc that when Remus heard Mary and Lily whispering about their time of the month for the first time, he thought they were secretly werewolves too

[loonylupin2]

Poor Remus can’t stop thinking about padfoot :(

[lulublack90]

Prompt 10 - Blush

@wolfstarmicrofic Prompt 10, word count 353

“So it’s settled then. The first to get Remus to blush wins a Galleon?” James confrimed their bet. Sirius stuck out a hand and they shook on it. 

Two weeks later, neither had managed to get Remus to blush.

“We need to step our game up, Prongs,” Sirius said as he tried to think of a better way to win the bet. “At this point, I don’t even think snogging him in the middle of the Great Hall would get a blush out of him.” James completely disagreed. He was pretty certain that if Sirius kissed Remus anywhere at all, he’d blush. But he wasn’t going to tell Sirius that. He wanted to win the bet. 

An idea began to form in his head. Maybe he could use Remus’s extremely obvious attraction to Sirius to make him blush. It was dirty tactics, but desperate times and all that. 

Later that evening, they were all crowded around the fire in the Gryffindor Common room. 

Sirius was expressing his annoyance at his unjust string of detentions just given to him by Professor McGonagall.

“If Snivilius didn’t want his mouth washed out with frog spawn soap, he shouldn’t have used such vile words. I was doing the castle a favour.” He’d had to stand up, needing more space to express himself and started using animated hand gestures as he continued his tirade. 

James shuffled up to Remus’s side. Remus’s eyes were glued to Sirius and his rapidly moving hands. 

“He’s pretty sexy when he’s ranting. Isn’t he?” He whispered into Remus’s ear.

Remus’s reaction was instant. The red blush spread from his cheeks, colouring his entire face a deep red. From what James could see of his neck, the blush must continue down to his chest. 

“Bloody hell, James,” Sirius gaped, rant forgotten. “What did you say to him to get him to blush like that?!” Remus turned to James, horrified, his hot red face turning slowly to pink as the blood drained. 

“That’s my little secret, Black.” James winked at Remus, letting him know he wouldn’t tell. He turned back to Sirius.“Now pay up.”  

[nrvscig]

idrk why but EVERY TIME i listen to this song all i can think about is wolfstar??? like remus singing it abt sirius in his "straight ladies man" phase yk???

like im sorry but "19 BUT YOU ACT 25 NOW" ???? "TRADE DRINKS BUT YOU DONT EVEN KNOW HER (mary)" ???!!!??? "RIPPED JEANS(!!!) AND A CUP THAT YOU JUST DOWNED" ???!?@?! "SAVE ME TILL THE PARTY IS OVER... KISS ME IN THE SEAT OF YOUR ROVER (sirius' motorcycle), REAL SWEET BUT I WISH YOU WERE SOBER" @?!?@?@?@? "HONESTLY YOU ALWAYS LET ME DOWN AND I KNOW WE'RE NOT JUST 'HANGING OUT'" ???!?@?!?@@??????? IM SORRY?????@,#?@?#????!!!! THIS IS LITERALLY WOLFSTAR

[here-for-a-good-time-hopefully]

The day after a Slytherin party

Sirius: I mayyyy or may not have tried crack

Remus: …. Ok

Sirius (shaking): Last night. I don’t think I did. But if I did I liked it.

Remus (side-eyeing him): ……. Ok

[iamthemoonagedaydream]

My roman empire is that I once saw someone say that they headcannoned remus to phone sirius' phone everyday after he died, just to hear his voice on the answerphone, but that there was one day where he phoned and the number had been reassigned.

I think about that a lot.

[vomits0cutely]

Remus: [drunk at a random muggle bar] oh my best friend, Sirius, his parents were abusive so he hated violence. Anything that would hurt people, too.

Random woman at the bar: where is Sirius tonight?

Remus: oh, he’s in prison for murdering our best friend

Remus: kinda wish he left a note, yk?

[astridblavk]

HC that Sirius was on top in his Astronomy classes, even though on every lesson he was sleeping. When the profesor woke him and asked a question to catch him not listening, he would always answer it right.

But still he pretended to hate Astronomy with his whole heart – it was an area his parents had forced him to learn from a young age, and of course he hates everything that is associated with them.

The only person that knows Sirius doesn't actually hate Astronomy was Remus – he was the one to listen to Sirius talking about random constellations late at night when he couldn't sleep or was woken by a nightmare; he was the one with who Sirius could lay in the grass for hours pointing at stars and explain their meanings; at last he was the one who saw excited gleam in Sirius' eyes when someone asked about his and his brother's names, despite the poker face he put on then.

Remus knew, that deep in his heart Sirius loves Astronomy and sometimes he was wondering if he loves Astronomy more than him...

[moonsstan]

This song but it’s post october 31st and remus is spending his god-knows which halloween alone

[carrythispictureforluck]

It's a rainy Autumn day when he first walks in.

Water droplets running down the length of his leather jacket, the shirt underneath practically sheer and clinging to his chest.

Remus can't help but stare.

[maryillustrates]

remus lupin 🌙 the last of the marauders

[prettiestst4r]

Currently reading Not Another Band Au and trying not to bang my head against the wall repeatedly every time Sirius says something stupid.

This fic makes me feel a lot of things, but most importantly, frustration. The good kind though. Yes, there is a good kind.