#Remus lupin is a little shit

[starving-marauder-lover]

James, walking in on Remus and Sirius making out

James: EW HOMOSEXUALS

Remus: you’re literally dating his brother??

Sirius: Yeah, you’re dating my brother!

Sirius: wait- you’re dating my brother????

[avorthuades]

third year marauders. James is using his 'Euphemia Potter' voice to tell off Remus because he told Sirius that "cuddling isn't punk rock" and now Sirius is curled up on his bed shaking (he hasn't had human contact with James in three hours and is suffering)

[accio-sriracha]

*James and Sirius being annoying*

Remus: Ahh, those two. Can't live with them, can't kill them in their sleep.

Peter: *starts nodding*

Peter: *realises what he just said*

Peter: *nervous chuckling* What?

Remus: *unfazed* What?

[siriusblack-the-third]

Bites and Scratches

Remus stares.

Look, Remus knows that when your best mate walks out of the shower with nothing but a towel around his waist, you don't stare unless you want to be seen as creepy. And usually he does give his friends their privacy, but today...

Today, Remus stares at Sirius' back as he bends to rifle through his pants drawer, unable to pull his eyes away.

Sirius has red lines all over his back. They start at his shoulders in several groups of four, and drag down all the way to waist, in stark contrast against his pale skin. It looks like he has been attacked by an animal, and some of the scratches are honest to Merlin turning blue and purple. Sirius doesn't look like he is bothered by it, because he simply pulls out a pair of black boxers and tugs them on, throwing the towel over his shoulders. Water drips from his hair into the fluffy white cloth, but Remus can't stop fucking staring.

"Padfoot," he says, and Sirius hums in question. "Did you get mauled by a cat?"

Sirius makes a confused sort of sound and whips his head around to give Remus the most baffled look he can manage. "Wha– no. What the fuck, Remus, where would we even find a cat?"

Remus frowns in confusion, and sits up properly in his bed. "Then why is your back covered in scratches– oh."

Oh.

The curtains around Sirius' bed are drawn. They're spelled shut, actually, now that Remus pays more attention.

James' bed is empty.

Remus eyes the unslept bed before turning to Sirius, eyebrow quirked and mouth pursed. Sirius stares back, his own eyebrow climbing higher and a small, smug smirk playing over his lips. Remus can't believe he missed it— Sirius' lips are plumpier and redder than usual, and he can see a small cut on the lower lip, like someone bit into it a little too hard.

Remus bites the inside of his cheek to stop himself from cackling.

Sirius grins and opens his mouth to say something, but a sudden groan erupts from behind the closed curtains. A second later, the red fabric is pulled back.

"Sirius, come back to be- oh."

James stares at Remus, swollen and red lips parted and hair messier than ever before. He is lying down, burgundy blankets pulled up to his shoulders and one arm under his head, a deer-in-the-headlights look on his face.

Remus smirks.

"Morning."

James squeaks, cheeks blooming deep pink, and burrows into Sirius' blankets, pulling them up to cover him up to his chin.

Remus stuffs his knuckles into his mouth to stifle his laughter, but doesn't succeed very well, given James' hot glare aimed at him.

Sirius gives him an amused look before he pulls an undershirt over his head, then walks over to tilt James' head up with two fingers under the chin, and places a chaste kiss on his lips. James immediately relaxes and kisses back, and pouts at Sirius when he pulls away a second later. Sirius huffs and smiles.

"Bon matin, mon soleil."

Remus gags and retches, and throws a pillow at their heads. "Ugh, yuck, quit the face sucking, you lovesick fools."

Sirius throws his head back and barks out a laugh. "You think this is face sucking?" he asks, smirking and shaking his head. "Moony, let me show you what real face sucking is."

Before Remus can do more than widen his eyes, Sirius is hauling James upright and crashing their mouths together. James lets out a muffled oomph, but responds eagerly, winding his arms around Sirius' neck and pulling him closer till he is sitting on the edge of the bed. The blankets drop to James' hips, but even with Sirius covering the view Remus can tell that the boy is naked. Sirius wraps one arm around James' waist and grips the back of his neck with the other hand, and tilts his head back to deepen the kiss.

James moans. Remus screeches and shuts his eyes tight, floundering around blindly till he grasps a pillow. He flings it in the general direction of the couple and yells, "Fuck, okay, we get it, that's enough!"

There's a short, offended noise that Remus recognises as Sirius, then the sounds of kissing stop. Remus breathes out and opens one eye, then opens the other when he is sure his best mates aren't snogging.

Now that James is sitting upright with his blankets pooled around his hips, Remus can see the bite marks Sirius left behind. A dozen dark purple hickeys trail down from behind his ear to his neck and then lower, lower, on his pecs and sternum and abs all the way to his navel, and disappear into the blankets. Finger shaped bruises are slowly turning blue at his hips, and his messy hair just adds to the Freshly Fucked™ look. He has a dazed look in his eyes, and his cheeks are flushed from the recent kiss, but he's halfway into Sirius' lap and his arms are still around his neck.

Remus gives both of them a shit eating grin, and James buries his head into Sirius' neck with a groan, cheeks burning visibly red.

"Shut up, Remus," he mutters.

Remus bursts out laughing.

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[moonyswarmsweaters]

Remus: how did Reggie first came out to you?

Sirius: well there were always signs, but when he really did, he did it by giving me a bunch of blue cupcakes and a greeting card that said "it's a boy!"

Remus: That's cute

Sirius: It was NOT cute!

Sirius: I thought he was pregnant.

[probs-reading]

Regulus is a little shit and when he and James started hooking up, he always downplayed how much he liked him. Imagine HOW MORTIFIED he was when James opened his sketchbook to look at a drawing of a pretty flower he glanced at and ended up finding numerous sketches Regulus had done of James,some of them even dating back to before the two had started being romantically involved. Not only that, there was also so much delicacy,details, and softness to the way Regulus captured the glint of Jame's eyes,his dimples,his messed up hair. Regulus tried to convince him that "it was just practice Potter" and that "you just always happened to be there Potter" but James had the most SMUG LITTLE GRIN on his face for the rest of the day

[fiasco95]

Peter betraying James…but not like the way you think. Regulus and Sirius live together.

Regulus, greeting the Marauders on his way out: Remus. Peter. Potter.

James: Wha— Why am I still ‘Potter’ but Pete’s Peter???

Peter: Reg and I have bonded. We’ve shared a joint. Staple of friendship.

Peter, turning to Reg as he gets ready to leave: Actually, hey Regulus— if your date tonight doesn’t work out then wanna go on a date with me?

Regulus: Yeah, sure why not?

Peter, grinning at James: How about that Prongs? I’ve been friends with Regulus for 72 hours and I’ve secured a sure-why-not-date with him.

James: You—

Peter, with a menacing smile: And you who’s had a crush on him for who-knows how long….has accomplished what?

James, looking horrified: TRAITOR! I’VE BEEN BETRAYED!!!! TREASON—!

Peter, losing his absolute shit:

Bonus

Sirius, watching from the sitting room: Do I even want to know?

Remus: No. No you don’t, sweetheart.

[adharastarlight]

The Marauders on a road trip:

Sirius driving at 90

James: slow down, mate

Sirius speeds up

Reg: slow down.

Sirius ignores him

Remus: Slow. Down.

Sirius immediately slows down to 50

[my-castles-crumbling]

Revenge - December 6 - jegulus ft. wolfstar - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 343

“Love, are you sure this is a good i-” James asked gently, but he was immediately cut off.

“Yes, now do as I say!” Regulus snapped, struggling in the blankets, obviously focused on the task at hand. “I need my revenge, Potter, and you’ll help me get it.”

Trying to decide if he was turned on or upset about being reduced to his surname again, James nodded and focused on unbuttoning buttons. He’d long-ago given up on understanding the dynamic between Regulus and Sirius. The two brothers loved each other, but their arguments and competitiveness often made it seem like they would be more than willing to fight to the death.

It was one of many disagreements that had gotten them into this situation.

“If he can’t learn to respect my belongings,” Regulus mumbled as he worked on his own clothing, “then I’m not going to respect his.”

“But Reg,” James said imploringly. “This is his-”

“My bed?!?”

A loud yelp interrupted James again, and both James and Regulus looked up from where they were lying to see Sirius in the doorway.

“What the fuck are you two doing in my bed?!?” Sirius asked furiously, looking like he was about to faint.

“I dunno,” Regulus answered lazily, moving himself completely on top of James and making sure ti show off their almost naked bodies. “I figured since you invite yourself to use all of my things, it wouldn’t matter, right?”

What followed was the loudest argument James had ever heard in his life. Insults were thrown, as were spells and pillows.

After a little while, James found himself standing shirtless next to Remus, who was just looking on with an amused expression.

“You two weren’t even doing anything, were you?” Remus muttered, shaking his head.

“No. Unfortunately not,” James sighed. “We didn’t get that far.”

���Right, well. I’m going to go start dinner. If you could remind both of our husbands to act their ages,” Remus chuckled, leaving.

But by the time James turned back to the two brothers, they were already laughing together clapping each other on the back, like they hadn’t singed a giant hole in the wall just moments ago.

[not-rab]

James: I’m gay

Remus: I know

James: …

James: Do u think Regulus knows?

[yourgalgremlin]

Everybody getting on the train 4th year:

Remus Lupin:

Tall af, a cig in his mouth, jeans, & docs.

Sirius prolly gets a nosebleed.

[chasingthestarss]

Regulus: why are you ignoring Remus?

Sirius: I’m playing hard to get.

Regulus: Why would you do that? You’re already hard to want.

[deathnguts]

Romantic Moonwater but instead of them meeting and bonding in the library like usual: it’s a half horror, half grossly sappy romance that switches point of views between Remus who believes he’s being actively hunted by a stranger who knows his furry little secret. And regulus, who is experiencing a crush for the first time (full stop, honestly) and has no idea how to admire people in a normal way, making himself the worlds most harrowing secret admirer

[accio-sriracha]

The Marauders and their Gay Awakenings.

~~~♤~~~

With an odd twist of fate James, Sirius, and Remus all had their gay awakenings on the same day.

It was the first summer they all spent together at the Potter's home

Remus was in the dining room with Peter watching Sirius dance with Mrs. Potter to music playing in the background.

Something clicked in his brain as Sirius placed a gentle kiss on her cheek and hugged her with more care than he'd ever seen.

It was such a different side to him, comfortable and seeming so at home.

Watching him treat James like a brother, and his mum with so much adoration and respect, made Remus realise he could spend the rest of his life raising a family with this man.

Remus was from then on effectively fucked.

Sirius also realised he was gay that day.

Peter slept in James' room, leaving Remus alone with Sirius.

Remus came back from his shower, his hair wet and his pajama pants hanging loosely from his hips.

He picked up a book and read a few chapters, his nail caught between his teeth.

Sirius had seen this a million times before, Remus always read before he went to sleep.

But never had Remus read, shirtless and gorgeous, in Sirius' bedroom.

Something clicked in his brain that day too, and he realised he wanted to fall asleep like this beside Remus every night for the rest of his life.

It's safe to say he was equally just as fucked.

Ironically, James' bi awakening was also that day, and also from Remus.

Remus had long legs, so it was only natural he took up more space under the table.

James, being the pestering but lovable idiot that he was, was trying to annoy Remus by playing footsie with him.

Unfortunately for James, this happened to occur while Remus was- unnecessarily sensually- eating a popsicle.

James excused himself to go to the restroom and didn't resurface for another half an hour.

He moved on from that incident and continued to be whole heartedly devoted to the one and only Lily Evans.

~~~♤~~~

Only now, a proud asf bisexual, and slightly less comfortable sitting directly across from Remus at the dinner table.

[siriusblack-the-third]

Here's a little snippet from a prongsfoot fic in my drafts :))

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"Potter!"

The sudden bark of his name had him starting and jerking his head around, and his cheeks heated up when he met Evans' teasing smirk. "Quit mooning over Black and help me with this."

James spluttered, almost knocking an inkpot off the table but snapping out a hand to catch it at the last second. "Wha- no- I was not mooning!"

"Except for the part where you were," Remus muttered, eyes still on the essay, but his quill had stopped moving and his eyes were alight with a familiar gleam of mischief that always promised chaos and epic pranks. James could feel the shit-eating grin that Remus was hiding, and he kicked the other boy's calf in a half hearted attempt to get him to sod off.

"Was not," he huffed, and both Lily and Remus snorted in disbelief, exchanging smirks before bursting into laughter.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus (whispering to Remus): Good job on the test today.

Remus (whispering back): Thanks shorty. Why are we whispering?

Regulus (still whispering): I want Sirius to think we're conspiring against him. Please look at him when you reply.

Remus (looking at Sirius): Messing with my boyfriend? Fun .

Regulus (also looking at Sirius): I'm glad you agree.

Sirius, sweating in fear: What are they talking about?

James, who overheard them but doesn't want to ruin their fun: Stabbing