#Sirius is gonna sleep in his own bed for once

[myvaginacalledmehomo-blog]

Sirius: who bought this cheap ass chocolate? think you'd steal moony from me with this rotten brand? Guess what, i give him homemade ones and use the best beans you prolly can't afford. *feeds it to lily's cat which is bad for cat health*

Remus who just used his entire two months pocket money to afford a "premium quality" chocolate for himself:

Regulus: Who put roses in my bag? I'm allergic to them.

James, who wanfed to hit on him with that roses:

[ddejavvu]

Omg could we get another part of animagus cat reader and Sirius? Maybe they’re napping together and the boys try to take cat reader as a joke/because they’re curious while she’s sleeping and she suddenly transforms back as they pick her up LOL. Sirius is grumpy to be woken up/have their special time now exposed hehe

part 1

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Sirius's bedcurtains are drawn, a clear sign that James and Remus should grant him some privacy.

Unfortunately, James Potter has never been one to take hints, and Remus strictly stays out of their shenanigans. It's only when James gasps with the entire capacity of his lungs that Remus peers curiously over at the bed in the corner, intrigue piqued when he finds a newly familiar form curled up on Sirius's chest.

"That cat!" James hisses, and he's particularly lucky that Sirius is laying on his side with your chin nuzzled over his ear, or the boy would have heard him. Instead, it's you that wakes, eyes blinking open wide as you stare at the men staring back down at you.

"Hi, darling," Remus hums softly, reaching out a tentative, scarred hand to hover it near your nose. You don't need any time for inspection before butting your head up against the heel of his palm, and he grants you a warm chuckle and scratches behind your ears. When you're not transformed, the feeling of someone toying with your hair is entirely unwelcome. But now you lean into Remus's touch, slumping relaxed once more over Sirius's ear.

"Stop hogging her," James urges, sticking his own hand less ceremoniously beneath your nose, "I want a turn."

Remus concedes with an exasperated grimace, but lets James take over anyways. He's lucky that you're you and he doesn't even know it, because if he'd tried petting any other cat by jamming his fingers into their neck, he'd be walking away with several scratch marks on his arms. But you forgive him as he tries petting you too similarly to how he pets Sirius in the man's own animagus form, all riling strokes and heavy-handed pats. You let out a soft mewl of protest when he tries picking you up, and Remus mutters something about you being the most patient cat in the world.

"Just leave her alone, James," Remus warns his friend, "Her patience is gonna wear out."

He listens for only a second, then decides he knows best.

"S'alright, Moony," He promises his friend, over-confident and too eager for affection he hasn't earned yet, "She's layin' all over Sirius, clearly wants a cuddle. You snooze, you lose, now it's my turn."

James's hand slides to your underbelly, an area you're not fond of being handled at in this form. Annoyance surges through you, prickling at your fur and making you long for the smooth expanse of your human skin again, an urge that you give into without much thought when James tries prying you off of Sirius's face.

There's a lot of noises at once. A pained yelp from Sirius, when you form suddenly weighs a lot heavier on him than it was when you'd laid down. A 'woah!' from James as your fur gives way to soft skin beneath his hands which he quickly retracts. A soft gasp from Remus who hadn't been expecting the rather unpleasant sound of transforming between bodies.

Two sets of eyes regard you with incredulity, and one blinks slowly beneath you, laden with drowsiness.

"It's you," James breathes, an air of amazement in his voice that shouldn't be there; after all, he's an animagus as well. Surely he should have noticed shifty behavior or a change in mannerisms from you. All of a sudden your preference for Sirius's softer, fluffy sweaters makes sense.

"Yes, it's me." You huff exasperatedly, perched precariously on Sirius's once-sleeping form. He's not pushing you off but you're sure it's not comfortable, so you slide yourself in front of him instead, easing back against him and letting him spoon you.

"Cat's out of the bag," Sirius rasps sleepily beside your ear, and you don't have to look at him to know he's grinning at his rather pitiful joke, "Did he try to pick you up?"

"Right around the stomach," You gripe, glaring at James while Sirius wraps his arm around the very portion of your body you'd just forbidden James from touching, "Like a toddler."

"For the record," Remus calls, "I was nice to you."

"I was nice too!" James gawps, "I just wanted a cuddle."

"Get your own girlfriend," Sirius drawls lazily, his face buried against the back of your head, and maybe it's a biting statement considering one Lily Evans is still firmly opposed to the presence of James in her life. Sirius knows, and amends it, "Or crawl into Moony's bed. I don't care, "Jus' keep your hands off m'girl."

[ellecdc]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLBnwGM5/

Hi there again! I saw this tiktok and it immediately made me think of the boys. Do you think you could write something with Sirius or Remus coming home drunk and just being completely drunken lover boys and just r trying to hold back their laughs but also blushing and completely over taken by adoration of their boy. Hahah any way hope you have an amazing day!

omg babes this is so funny and cute. and I clearly didn't read your request carefully enough because you asked for Sirius or Remus but I gave you both 🫢 terribly sorry, please do forgive me. side note: I'm so pissed because I was going to tag this one poly!marauders fic that had the same premise and James comes home going "I hope she does wake up I missed her so much I think I'm going to throw up" all in the same breath and Sirius just abandons him and Moony in the kitchen to snuggle their girl and I can't find it! I actually scoured all my faves master lists to try to find it for you and I can't 😭 update!: a few followers did some sleuthing and found it, it's this fic by @luveline!!

poly!wolfstar x fem!reader when the boys come home drunk [and in love]

CW: mentions of drinking and drunkeness

You woke to the feeling of the bed dipping gently once, and then much less gently a second time.

“Pads, for fuck’s- Hi dovey.” Remus began hissing at Sirius before you opened your eyes to see him lying before you.

“Oh! Is she up now?” Sirius said approximately three decibels louder than necessary as he threw his heavy arm over your waist and roughly pulled you into his chest.

“Missed you s’much.” He slurred as he shoved his face into your neck. 

“Mm, was boy’s night fun?” You asked through a stretch, sleep causing your words to tumble inelegantly out of your mouth.

“No.” Sirius harrumphed quickly as Remus moved a clumsy yet gentle hand to the side of your face.

“It was fun.” He conceded, earning him an indignant “was not” from your neck.

“Why didn’t you have fun, Sirius?”

Sirius scoffed as if you had asked a particularly ridiculous question. “Uhm, because my best girl wasn’t there?” He muttered into your hair, pulling you impossibly further into his chest.

“You’re gonna squash her, Sirius.” Remus admonished.

“Fine. Roll over babydoll.” Sirius ordered, pulling his arms away only to paw at your shoulder in an attempt to encourage you onto your other side.

You weren’t awake enough for this.

“Siri.” You whined petulantly. “What time is it?”

“Almost three.” Remus answered readily.

“Roll over.” Sirius asked again.

“Why?”

“‘Cause I wanna see your- your beautiful face.” Even through his slurring and hiccups, he still managed to be an incorrigible flirt. 

“No, leave her. I’m looking at her right now.” Remus argued. You had to smother a laugh at how un-Remus-like he sounded when drunk, and made a mental note to tell him in the morning how petulant he was just to be rewarded with that beautiful blush you knew he’d wear. 

“Tough; you’ll just have to look at me.” Sirius countered.

“I had to look at you all night!”

“Had to? Just what is- is that s’posed to mean, Moons?”

“Sirius, knock it - ouch!” Remus reached over you to return a mean pinch to Sirius’ side, causing an all out war to break out between the two.

“Fuckin’ hell.” You muttered as you extricated yourself from the bed. You barely made it down the hall before you heard a painful sounding thump and footsteps chasing you.

“Dovey! Wait!” Remus called, a little more out of breath than the few feet from your bedroom really called for. “You can’t go into the kitchen.”

You felt your face scrunch up in confusion. “Why not?”

“Because Remus broke a glass!” Sirius called, limping over from the bedroom.

“Squealer.” Remus muttered at Sirius as he teetered slightly into the wall beside him. “M’sorry dove. I dropped it in the- in the sink and will clean it tomorrow when, uhm…”

“When the world’s not so spinny anymore.” Sirius finished for him, nodding sagely at his own decree.

“You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?” You asked, looking carefully at his hands for any signs of blood.

“That’s so nice of you to ask.” He whispered in awe, allowing you to manipulate his hands in yours. 

“Don’t act so surprised, Moony.” Sirius slurred. “She’s literally the nicest girl in the world.”

“She really is.” Remus agreed. 

You blushed furiously and continued into the kitchen, mindful of any potential broken glass on the floor - though you were happy to note that it did appear all damage was contained within the sink - to grab three bottles of water from the fridge.

“I actually love her so much.” You heard Sirius whisper to Remus from around the corner.

“Me too.” Remus whispered back. 

“I am so in love it’s actually a little bit embarrassing.”

“Me too.” Remus agreed again.

“Do you think she loves us as much?”

“Impossible.”

“Yeah I don’t think so either.”

“Well that’s not fair.” You interrupted as you rounded the corner again. “No one asked for my input.”

“Sorry, dollface. It’s just, I’m so far gone for you and Remus here is a certified simp so I already know it’s im- impossible for you to love us nearly as much.”

“It’s not a competition, Siri.” You admonished lovingly, handing him a bottle of water before passing one to Remus. 

“You got these for us?” Remus whispered, sounding alarmingly close to tears. You chuckled at him and touched his cheek. 

“‘Course I did, handsome.”

He shook his head as he stared at you in awe. “No; I definitely love you the most.”

“You do not!” Sirius argued quickly.

“It’s not a competition!” You reiterated.

“Fine.” They chorused as they followed you obediently to the bedroom. 

“But if it was, I’d win.” Sirius proclaimed as he fell face first into the mattress. 

Remus snorted before chugging almost half the bottle of water and dribbling some onto his sleep shirt. 

“Did you break the glass trying to get a drink, bubs?” You asked him as you took the water bottle from him to recap it and he fought to catch his breath.

“Yeah.” He admitted looking terribly shamefaced. “I gave up on having water after that.”

You smiled and kissed his forehead before climbing into bed to situate yourself between the two boys.

You pressed your back into Remus in order to face Sirius who was already out cold and snoring lightly.

“You should’ve seen him tonight.” Remus started through a yawn. “Some girl tried hitting on him and he started screaming and asked me to ‘take him home to the most beautiful girl’.”

You held your hand to your mouth afraid that your beaming smile would somehow wake up Sirius for being entirely too bright.

“Yeah? What’d you do?”

You could tell Remus was nearly asleep when he finally answered you, sleep dragging out the syllables as he whispered them into your hair. 

“I brought him home to you.”

[moonstruckme]

you’re carrying the poly!marauders girlies out here on tumbler rn with all of these writings of yours! could i request some aftercare with the marauders where they’re rly sweet and gentle with a tired reader plz? if not i get it i love your fics <3

Haha thanks lovely! I wouldn't even know about the concept of poly!marauders if not for all the spectacular fics I've read on here, so happy to further the cause. And of course you can! :)

cw: an itty bitty portion of this is smutty and there's definitely plenty implied, so mdni (?) just to be safe

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 863 words

You collapse onto James’ chest, your skin hot and sweaty where it meets his. The only sound in the room is panting, Sirius and Remus having finished just a minute before the two of you. 

“Let’s just go to sleep here,” you mumble into James’ neck, at the peak of contentment with his dick softening inside you and his hand coming up to cup the back of your head. His chuckle rumbles through you as he kisses your cheek, your shoulder. You don’t think you’ve ever been so tired. 

“Wish we could, but I don’t think that’s gonna work, m’love,” he murmurs in reply, and sure enough, you hear the shifting of sheets as Sirius and Remus recover. 

You let your eyes slip shut anyways, hoping to get whatever rest you can and maybe a little in denial. You’re barely conscious of the quiet footfalls of your boyfriends as they approach, but you notice when a cool hand moves the sweat-damp hair from your face. 

“Tired, love?” Comes Remus’ gentlest tone. 

“Mhm.” 

“Aw, Prongs, you’ve really tuckered our poor angel out.” Sirius’ voice is teasing, and you feel James shift as he leans up for a kiss. Normally you’d be envious and raise your head for a kiss of your own, but you can’t muster the energy. “C’mon, sweetheart, let’s go get cleaned up.” 

You sigh, and it sounds as whiny and exhausted as you feel. You’ll worry about your dignity tomorrow. “You go. M’gonna sleep here.” 

There’s a beat of silence, and you can practically feel Sirius’ sympathetic pout, probably making his case to Remus on your behalf. Then there are hands on your hips, and James’ cock slips out of you as you’re lifted off the bed. 

“You don’t want to sleep in all that, honey,” Remus says, setting you on your feet. Your legs tremble underneath you, thoroughly worn out after the ride you’ve had on James just a minute before. “It won’t take long, and then we can all go to bed after.” 

Sirius has disappeared into the bathroom, and James gets out of bed once he spots the tremor in your knees. “I got you, angel,” he says chivalrously, taking a good portion of your weight with an arm under your shoulders. “Seems like the least I can do.” He winks. The two of you follow Remus into the bathroom, and you’re reminded of how grateful you are that James comes from money, because he’s the only one with a shower big enough to fit all of you. 

SIrius is already inside and James passes you off to him, going to fetch towels. The hot water doesn’t lessen your drowsiness, and Sirius has to brace himself against the wall as you melt against him. “Easy, sweetheart,” he laughs. “We’re not all athletes made of pure muscle.” 

“Sorry,” you say sheepishly, moving to lean on the wall beside him. 

“Our good girl,” he coos, gripping you with a hand around your waist to ensure you don’t slip. Remus and James are lathering themselves in soap beside you, the steamy air filling with the scent of lavender and eucalyptus. “Riding cowgirl isn’t so easy, hm?”

“I don’t think my legs will ever recover.” 

Sirius’ grin is wolfish. “I’ll massage them for you, baby.” 

James snorts, and you roll your droopy eyes. “Thanks.” 

Remus has finished rinsing off, and his skin slides against yours as he wraps his arm around your back. “Pads, love, wash off. I’ve got her.” 

Sirius slips free of you, joining James under the stream of hot water. Remus lathers some soap in his hands and grabs a washcloth, gentle but thorough as he removes the sweat and slick from your breasts, your stomach, your thighs. You whimper softly as the cloth brushes your cunt, and Remus’ grip tightens slightly around your waist. 

“I know, love,” he murmurs. “You’re alright. Not too sore, are you?”

“No, just sensitive.”

He hums, thumb stroking comfortingly on your back. 

Remus is right; it’s only a few minutes before you’re all emerging from the shower smelling far nicer and feeling far less sticky than when you went in. You miss the hot water for only a moment before James is wrapping you in a towel, a matching one slung around his waist. Remus slips out of the bathroom to change the bedsheets while you stay in the steam with James and Sirius, both boys letting you brush their hair out for them before Sirius does yours, working the tangles free with a gentle hand. When Remus tells you all the bed is ready, you’re eager to slip on one of James’ t-shirts and into the soft sheets, your eyes closing before your head hits the pillow. Sirius rubs up and down your back as he settles in behind you, and it’s all you can do to hum lazily in thanks. 

Even he seems too tired to make fun of your lethargy, and the room is silent but for the sounds of quiet breathing once again. 

“I love you all,” you murmur into the darkness, and you fall asleep before you can hear anything else, but you know they say it back.

[daenysx]

HELLO! this is the first thing i wrote for sirius and i really hope you enjoy it. your comments and opinions are highly appreciated, angels, thank you for reading. requests are open!!

sirius black x fem!reader. nsfw.

point proven

sirius helps you focus by making you cockwarm him when you study.

you are making another cup of coffee when sirius steps into the kitchen to ruin your plans. he looks kinda shocked, but not really. he comes next to you and holds your hand to stop your little routine of preparing coffee.

"i thought we had a deal, sweetness." he says. "are you gonna be a rule breaker, or what?"

you shake your head. "no, but i still have things to study and i want a drink when i do that, siri."

"i'm sure we've plenty of options for you in the fridge." he says, raising an eyebrow.

"yes, but i didn't want any of them." you say. "i want coffee, it's for my motivation."

sirius smiles. "i know you love drinking coffee so much." he begins. "but you don't know when to stop, and it's bad for your sleep."

you put a playful hand on his chest. "there are lots of things that are bad for you as well, you know, like your cigarettes and your coffee-"

"oh, okay, so we're doing this the hard way, huh?"

"no, we're not, i just can't focus and i want to have a cup of coffee, that's all."

sirius seems a little sympathetic. "oh, my baby." he strokes your wrist. "you can't focus? do you want some help?"

"you mean like- you'll help me study?"

there's a teasing smirk on his face. "i was thinking i could actually help with the focusing part." he says. "you think i didn't realize how you're pressing your legs together? and how you try to stay away from my touch?"

you feel exposed all of a sudden. your boyfriend always proves you wrong when you think you can hide something from him. "i'm- i'm a little distracted-"

"it's okay, my angel. i meant it, i'll help." sirius says. "why don't you get your textbook and come with me to the bedroom? you can have that coffee if my ways don't work, hmm?"

you nod, curious and kind of desperate. "okay."

he kisses your forehead and leaves the kitchen. you do as he says, step inside the bedroom with your texbook. sirius sits on the bed, his back leaned against pillows. he extends his hand for you and you take it to get on bed next to him.

"are you gonna be my good girl, and listen what i say?" he asks, voice low.

you nod, he has pulled you in that bubble that has you squirm under him. "yes, i will."

"perfect." he says. "i need you to take your shorts and panties off when i take my own clothes off, okay?"

you nod again, fingers going to the edge of your shorts. he makes a little show of taking off everything, the sight of his tattoo covered chest makes your legs shaky, and then he frees himself from his pants. you press your legs together unintentionally. sirius looks at you and you remember your promise, you take off your panties.

he grabs his half hard cock and strokes it expertly, all you can do is watch him. he throws his head back as he grazes the tip, he watches you and prepares himself. "come on, sweetheart, sit on my lap."

you nod, feeling unbalanced, but sirius supports you. he looks at you through hazy eyes, you blink and take a deep breath.

"look at you, already soaking." he touches your exposed cunt. "lovely cunt, all pretty and wet for me."

you arch your back to him when he touches your clit. "sirius, please."

"here's what we're gonna do; you will take my cock inside that pretty cunt and you will start reading the important parts of your textbook. if you can finish all of your parts without trying to move, i'll reward you with an orgasm." sirius says. "do we have a deal, sweetness?"

"yes." you are begging. "please, yes, yes."

"good." he says, taking his cock in his hand. "and you better not try to break this one as well."

he spits on his other hand, rubs the slickness all over your pussy. you are quick to take him inside. it's not easy to take all of him at once, but he helps you by moving his hips. "get comfy on me, yeah? come on, a little more for me."

you nod, moving your hips a little forward to take him deeper. he settles down, slow stretch of muscles, he kisses your cheek fondly. "good?" he asks. "think you can stay like this?"

"yes, that's- this is good." you say. he gives you the textbook and lets you place it on his chest. "there are like 12 pages but- i'll just go over, and that'll be enough for the lecture tomorrow."

"alright, sweetness." he says. "let's focus now, yeah?"

you take a breath and start reading the passages you've marked before. sirius keeps you still, rubs your thighs subtly to not distract you. you go over the first page quickly, finishing the parts that your professor talked briefly about. you realize you actually remember how it goes, you memorize what you read. without the ache between your legs it's easier to give your attention to the book.

sirius's gaze is loving, encouraging, and kind of intimidating. you keep going without moving, the pages flow quicker as you get confident over the parts you've finished. sirius's cock is heavy inside you, you can feel the stretch deeply, and it's grounding. you manage to stay good for him, trying not to move. he gives you an easy smile once you look at him, you smile back.

there are only 3 pages left but it's getting harder to resist the urge of moving. you give a shaky breath, looking at sirius for some support. he cups your cheek to maintain eye contact. "come on, you lovely thing." he whispers. "3 more and i'll take care of you."

you nod, eyes back on the book. the marked parts decrease quickly because now you actually know what you're trying to learn. you find yourself understanding all the basics, the distraction over. you turn the page to read the last passages. it takes every bit of strength but you finish it before you move and you close the book before putting it back on the bed. "i'm done. please, sirius, i've finished."

sirius gives you a proud smile. "you've finished." he coos. "you were so good for me. i'll give you anything you want now."

"i mean it was just for one lecture but- it's still something." you say, shy under his proud gaze.

"let me get you on your back, okay?" he says. "i'll be gentle."

you shake your head. "no, i don't want you to be gentle. i deserve it the way i like, siri."

sirius laughs, he puts you on the bed. "and you want me to be rough with you? fast and rough as i fuck your sweet cunt? you can have it, baby, i'm still giving you the reward i promised."

you nod, feeling the tight knot in your belly. sirius starts moving and you can feel how hard it is for him to hold back. he parts your legs gently, pulling himself back a little to push back. he groans, your name falls from his lips. you wrap your arms around his neck. your hand goes to his long, raven black hair to palm it. sirius keeps moving, tries to find a pace that you like.

"yes, yes, that's-" you arch your back and pull his hair lightly. "right there."

sirius loves when you pull his hair because you lose yourself in the pleasure he gives you. he keeps hitting your g-spot after he finds it, keeps the pace still. it's fast and a little rough, it's like you win everything and he's giving you his everything. you wrap your legs around his waist, nails digging into his back. he doesn't miss the change in the noises you're making, you become a mess underneath him as he moves his hips.

"are you gonna come for me?" he asks, his voice is clear next to your ear. "are you close, darling? do you want to come with me?"

you can't find your breath to answer him, he's playing with your body and mind at the same time. you melt, your eyes rolling back, you can feel every nerve. "whenever you want- whenever- i'm right there, sirius."

sirius groans, your tightness brings him to the edge as he moves faster. "come for me, pretty." he demands, his voice is scratchy.

you are a moaning mess, almost screaming for him. you have no idea how he manages to get you like this every time, but here he is, pushing himself to the deepest until he feels your clenching. your brain stops, everything stops, you can smell sirius's cologne, you are fucking in love with him. you come around him, wetness pooling on bed but you don't care.

he comes inside of you, never letting a drop waste. he likes doing it, he likes the way your cunt pulls him inside until he is soft and empty. he puts his head on your chest. he is exhausted but so, so proud. he kisses your skin, bites gently until he leaves a mark. you stroke his hair, his sweaty forehead. the world comes back to you ever so slowly as sirius moves next to you.

"i think i don't need that cup of coffee anymore." you say, teasingly. "thank you for proving your point."

sirius throws his head back and laughs, the best sound you've ever heard. "oh, you're such a sweetheart." he says. "and i'll prove my points to you like this anytime you want."

"can you believe i actually understood what i read? i thought i'd give up from the first page." you say.

"i'm not surprised, baby, you know what you're doing." he says, his hand rubs your arm.

"i kinda dreamed of doing this every time i see you studying." he continues. "do you know how lovely you look when you focus on something?"

you put your head on his chest and he welcomes you with open arms. "feel free to do that anytime i study, siri. i look forward to it."

[elegantlyeva]

Hi! I saw that you were taking request for Harry Potter characters and I was wondering if you would do something with James potter and hufflepuff reader? Maybe he sneaks into her dorm after a tough day and she just comforts him? Thank you!!

Sour Mood, Sweet bed

a/n: thank you for the request honey I loved writing this! For the sake of the fic we’re gonna pretend the boys could get into the girls dormitories

Photos are from Pinterest!

Word count: 510

James was trudging through the castle halls after curfew with his head down and hands in his pockets, his usual golden retriever aura dampened after the day he had. He had woken up late and opted to skip breakfast so he would be on time to class, but he ended up arriving five minutes late and got a mouthful from the professor.

The rest of his classes went relatively smoothly, but almost all of them decided to assign essays due around the same time. Then, when he really just wanted to blow off some steam by going out to the field, his Quidditch practice had been pushed back to the next day.

And to add to all that, you had been talking to some sleazy boy from your house. James couldn't recall the name of the boy, but he could hear your laughter from the Gryffindor table, and that alone was enough to make him frown.

Worst of all, you didn’t seem to notice James’ sour mood all day. Sure, you waved to him in the hallway in passing, but it was hardly enough attention in his opinion.

Now, hours later, James had snuck out of his own dorm in favor of visiting yours. He saw some first-year Hufflepuffs in the common room who knew well enough not to snitch on him unless they wanted to end up with itching powder in their beds.

He knocked on your door softly, three taps of his knuckles in a pattern that only you would recognize. He hoped you’d answer the door and not one of your roommates.

And despite James’ bad luck earlier in the day, you are the one to open the door.

“Jamie?” you whisper, rubbing an eye as his figure becomes clearer.

The boy nods, and the pout he’d had for most of the day lessens at the nickname. He gently pushes your hips back so he can slip into your room. “Missed you,” he says, climbing into your bed. You’re still half asleep and a little confused by the (welcomed) intrusion. You turn around, shrugging to yourself and going back to bed.

You snuggle up next to him, letting your head rest on his chest. It’s a bit of a tight squeeze, but you two make it work. Your eyes quickly dart to your sleeping friends, and once confirming they are still asleep, you ask, 

“Are you okay?” Your tone is warm like a cozy blanket, and it causes James to sigh.

“Rough day,” he mumbles, shifting himself so he’s the one on top of you. He rests his head on your chest and keeps nudging you until you put a hand in his hair to massage his scalp. “It must be karma for tricking Sirius into dyeing his hair.”

You smile fondly before pressing a kiss to his left cheek and wrapping your arms tighter around him. “I’m sorry,” you whisper softly. “Do you want to talk about it?”

James shakes his head ‘no’ and takes one of your hands to squeeze it gently.

“This is enough.”

[lilacsbeeswax]

hi!

i saw you needed requests for the marauders, so I'm suggesting "mornings with the marauders" like how is waking up with them like, do they have a special routine and all...

i hope it's something you would enjoy writing about!

Mornings with the Marauders (James, Sirius, + Remus) :D

I know this took a bit but I hope you enjoy! P.S. James really drew the short straw with this one bc I got really into Sirius and Remus’ lol

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James

Likes to sleep in

When you try to get up before him he will pull you back into bed and lie on top of you so you cannot escape

Very clingy

Must have kisses or he will be very grumpy during the day

Only time he isn’t groggy in the morning is early quidditch practices

Any other day he only gets up 30 minutes before he has to be somewhere

Either way his golden retriever energy is still in full swing

Has no schedule AT ALL

Like he runs around trying to not be late while also getting everything that he needs

Always forgets something

“James!” “Yes darling?” “Did you forget something?” You wave his tie around in your hand. “Oh! Thank you!” “And…” “Oh yeah.” He cups you face in his hands and gives you a chaste kiss. “Have a good day my love.” “You too, baby.”

——-

Sirius

NOT a morning person, like at all

First thing he says in the morning is a groaned, “Fuck me.”

And no, he doesn’t appreciate jokes about that in the morning

After a stretch he holds you close to him and kisses you in hopes of waking up

Once he’s satisfied he quietly gets out of bed and picks you up, carrying you to the bathroom counter

You brush your teeth together and he helps you put on makeup if you wear any

He sends most of his time in morning doting on you

“Are you ready baby?” “I think so Siri!” “Look at me.” You turn to look at him and he places a finger underneath of your chin, moving your head back and forth as if inspecting your face. “Just as I suspected… stunning as usual!” Leaning in for a kiss, as you smile at his usual mood change.

——-

Remus

The most structured and scheduled of all the boys

A bit of an early riser and in generally a good mood

Wakes up with your legs knotted together and your foreheads touching

Spends time trying to gently wake up with kisses to the cheek and stroking your face

He’s usually ready by the time you get up and do the basics like brushing your teeth

If you’re living in your own house, he likes to make breakfast with you as a sweet starter for the day

“Remus we’re gonna burn the pancakes!” “Mm I don’t mind if we’re spending time like this.” You have your arms around us neck and his arms are around your waist pulling you in. He was swaying you to the record you put on earlier. “It takes one minute!” You push away from him and flip your beloved pancakes just in time. Suddenly you feel Remus’ arms snake around your waist and start swaying once again. He starts quietly singing to you as you giggle. “Really could wait could you?” “Never.” He whispered lightly biting your ear.

——-

MASTERLIST

[sunflowers4life]

Illness -

hi everyone! I’m sorry for the break in posting - I’ll try and be a little more frequent, but life happens yk! later I’ll write the next part to moving in, but I’m sick at the moment, so I’m gonna write a little bit of fluff + care! hope you enjoy!

pairing: marauders + lily x reader

The headache rested just above your eyes - and no matter how hard you tried, it was like sleep had decided to play a game of hide seek, one you were destined to lose. Curled up in the Gryffindor bed, you were sure that Lily would appear eventually - you had missed all your classes today, lacking the energy and the will to listen to another lecture.

Cold and hot all at once, you tossed and turned, not being able to find that spot, the one that would hopefully assist in easing your troubles. It was at that, the door swung open, and red hair approached your bed. Lily had the kindest eyes you’d ever seen, and she lightly pressed her hand to your forehead, frowning, before quickly darting down the stairs.

It was then you were sure - the cold had caused you to hallucinate, and you rested your own hand upon your forehead, waiting for the your eyes to wake up, and for the world to still again. The headache suddenly get immensely worse - as if elephants were stamping all over the place, and you squeezed your eyes shut, just wishing for a moment of peace. It was then, you felt a body enter the bed with you, arms wrapping around your waist. The elephants were infact not elephants, but instead your significant others.

“It’s ok my honey bee, I’m here.” God, Lily’s voice reminded you of a goddess, an atmosphere of smoothness and empathy behind it, that allowed you to fully relax into her embrace. Suddenly, your position was change, and you were sat upright, with your back leaning against Lily’s chest. A water bottle was positioned at your lips, and silent whispers of “slowly” came for somewhere around you. The water was soon done, and you were laid back down, and now two sets of arms wrapped around you. One was Lily, and the other was completely warm, and lightly assisted in stopping the shivers that you felt. James and Lily started whispering sweet nothings in your eyes, and Sirius and Remus pushed Lily’s bed into yours, before joining the embrace. Whilst you still felt as though death was knocking on your door, the assistance of your 5 beautiful partners had helped, and you felt the gentle embrace of sleep finally grace you.

[theemporium]

Poly marauders looking after reader after she faints <3333

thank you for requesting!🖤

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You hadn’t meant to do it, though the boys liked to act like that was the case.

It just so happened that between the sleeping in that caused you to rush to get ready and make it to your first class with seconds to spare, working on the essay you had been procrastinating for the last few weeks that was due the next day in during your free period and lunch, and accidentally getting sucked into helping Pandora with a few errands you felt too bad saying no to, you hadn’t eaten a single thing all day. Or drank enough water.

You felt off as you walked back towards Gryffindor Tower, having missed dinner by the time you bid Pandora goodbye. There was a nauseous feeling in the pit of your stomach but you waved that off as general anxiety. You knew the work you had been putting off for ages was starting to bite you in the ass a little, it wasn’t odd for you to feel the stress starting to nibble at you.

But then the staircases were moving a little more crazy than usual. And then you realised you had been standing in the same spot for the last two minutes. And then the world went black before you could even take in the fact the world was spinning around you. 

You woke up in a bed in the infirmary, three bodies slumped around you in different but amusing positions. 

Remus had taken it upon himself to actually get a chair, seating himself the closest to you with his head resting by your hand. 

Sirius was on the floor, a stolen pillow tucked under his head as he snored away, looking peaceful despite the position. 

James had all but curled himself at the bottom of your bed, though you suspected he was probably taking up more space than he was. 

It took one nudge of your foot to wake James up, the sudden jostle taking him by surprise and causing him to fall off the bed, which woke Sirius up with a yelp which caused Remus’ head to shoot up. All three boys looked momentarily confused and bleary-eyed before their heads whirled to you. In an instant, they were swarming you. 

“Merlin, sweetheart, you scared us!”

“You gave us a heart attack, love, we ran here the second Minnie told us you were in the infirmary wing.

“How could you not have anything all day? You need to take care of yourself, darling.”

“Are your pillows okay? We can find fluffier ones.”

“She needs another blanket.”

“Are you in pain, love? Should we get Pomfrey—”

“Merlin, breathe,” you told them, though your lips twitched at the way they surrounded you and instantly started fussing over you. It warmed your heart, though you knew that would wear away once their mother hen nonsense started getting ridiculous. “I’m okay.”

Remus’ eyes narrowed. “Says the girl who just fainted.”

“Whoops?” you said with a sheepish expression.

“You’re lucky you’re pretty,” Remus grumbled with a shake of his head. 

“Are you sure your pillows are okay? Because I can—” 

You instantly caught James’ hand, intertwining it with your own as you pressed a kiss on the back of his hand. “I promise I’m fine, Jamie.”

“Just want my girl to be comfortable,” he murmured as he kissed the crown of your head. 

“I swear I’m okay,” you assured them.

“Good, then you can budge over,” Sirius said, and you laughed as the boy crawled under the sheets with you, the bed definitely not big enough for two but Sirius didn’t seem bothered by the squeeze. “You scared us, now we gotta take turns staying with you to make sure you eat.”

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t you think this is all a bit dramatic?”

All three boys shot you a look.

“Merlin, this is gonna be a long night,” you grumbled as you leaned your head on Sirius’ shoulder.

“Most people wouldn’t consider being on bed rest with three men at your bend and will be all that bad,” Remus mused. 

“Most people haven’t had to deal with you three,” you shot back.

Remus grinned. “Say what you want, sweetheart, but you’re not leaving our sight until we know you’re better.”

.

[reysdriver]

Baby Furniture | J.P.

James tries building a crib without magic — james x pregnant!reader fluff

warnings: reader is pregnant

words: 0.5k

"That's a lot of parts, are you sure you don't want to use magic?" You asked your husband as you both looked at all the pieces to assemble the baby furniture.

"Hundred percent sure." James answered. "I can't have my kid finding out I built their furniture the easy way instead of with my hands."

"We could just not tell them." You suggested, even though you knew he was set on building it himself. 

"We have to tell them. I want my kids to be proud of me. Besides, this'll probably be a piece of cake once I get started."

You bent down a bit to kiss him on his bird's nest of hair. You gave it a tousle as you stood back up, and he gave you a grin. 

"Trust me, my love, I've got this. And if I don't, I'll just ask Sirius for help when he comes over tomorrow."

You sighed, and went into the next room to read in bed while he started putting the crib together. Only, he didn't put the crib together. For a whole half hour, he cussed to himself about the confusing instructions, the tools he was using, and the stupidly similar screws. 

As comical as it was, you felt bad for him. You put your book down on your nightstand and walked over to the next room. He put down his hammer at the sight of you in the doorway. 

"How's the crib going?" You asked, despite the obvious answer on the floor. He only had a few pieces of the frame put together, and you couldn't even tell what part it was supposed to be yet. 

"Not too bad." He lied. "I'm really getting the hang of doing things the Muggle way."

"That's great. Well, I'm gonna have a nap because this little one likes making me tired at two in the afternoon. Maybe I'll get to see the finished product when I wake up?"

"Of course. You're gonna be so impressed."

You two exchanged smiles before you left the room and crawled into your bed. Looking down, you lovingly whispered a few words to your baby bump. "Your dad is a stubborn one." 

You fell asleep too quickly to hear much more of James working, but your assumption was that it didn't go well. So, when James gently woke you up and told you to come look at the crib, you weren't sure what to think. 

He opened the nursery door and revealed an actual crib. The whole thing was perfect and it looked just how a crib was supposed to look. 

"Ta-da! Aren't you impressed with me?" James asked you. "I bet you had gone to sleep thinking I wouldn't be able to make it, but here it is."

"You used magic, didn't you?"

He looked at you with an exaggeratedly offended expression. "You don't believe I could have made that with my own two hands?"

You tilted your head and raised your eyebrow. You both knew what had happened in order to get that crib together. 

"Yeah, I used magic." He admitted. "But, I'll do it the Muggle way for baby number two."

[padfootastic]

exam szn is coming up which obviously means ore distractions, as everyone knows. so what better than to come back to tumblr lol so many tag games etc piling up that i wanna dooooooo

so. let’s have a lil snippet time!

thanks for the tag @in-flvx 💜 this one’s from a wip that was supposed to have been finished & posted for jilypad week but,,,,here we are,,,,,

“Sirius!” Lily exclaims. “We were looking for you.”

“Oh?” He presses a quick kiss to her cheek before bending down to pick Harry up, who immediately cuddles into his arms with a tired sigh. Poor baby, must’ve been exhausted by all the excitement at the beach.

“Yeah, regarding tonight—“ Sirius gulped quietly at the way she said that “—Your room is a bit…messy, I’m sorry. We were reorganising and well, y’know how it goes…”

She shrugs apologetically but all Sirius can think about is how she called it ‘his room’. Not the guest room, not the spare, but his room. Sirius’. He once again pushes past the mushy feelings that rise in him at that little distinction.

“Oh, it’s—it’s fine, I can just take the couch, no problem.” Even if his feet tend to hang off the end, and the edges are a bit lumpy, it’s fine. He resolutely doesn’t think about his comfortable Alaskan King at home.

“Of course you can’t!” Lily scowls at him. “We’re not gonna put you in a couch in your own house, Sirius.”

There it was again, the reference to him belonging here. It was a bit presumptuous, slightly possessive but Sirius was a dog at heart, he was never going to turn down ownership.

“Er—the nursery, then?” he asks, confused.

“What, crammed up in Harry’s crib beside him?” she says with a scoff, “Don’t be silly.”

Sirius blinks. “Where am I sleeping then?”

“With us, of course.” He jumps at the voice booming from behind him, clutching Harry tighter to his chest, whirling around to find James munching on a carrot.

“Where did you come from?” Sirius mutters under his breath before straightening up and saying, louder, “And what do you mean with you?”

“Well, like Lily said,” and here he sends a meaningful, entirely undecipherable, look towards his wife who…blushes? “Your room’s temporarily indisposed, the couch isn’t even an option—don’t give me that look, you barely fit on the thing—and the floor is gonna mess up your back worse than it is.”

“Oi!”

“So, our room it is.”

Right. Of course. Because that’s the obvious conclusions. How could he say no?

(Again, he can’t so he doesn’t)

It’s twenty minutes later, after Harry’s been put to bed, thoroughly kissed by his parents and godfather, after James is done with his nighttime turmeric milk and Lily’s put her hair up into braids and Sirius has taken out all his rings and chains and bracelets—that’s when he’s stumped by yet another problem.

How, exactly, are they going to sleep in one bed?

“We’re just going to expand it a little, Pads, don’t worry,” James says, supremely unconcerned.

He goggles at that, staring at the casual wand work. A part of him wonders why this is the extent of magic they’re using to solve this problem—James can conjure a bed Silenced, with his eyes closed—but promptly decides to not dwell on that for everyone’s sake.

[itsjaywalkers]

do u have any jegulus headcanons in nothing happens that you know you won’t really write about? also I love this series so much like I reread it like an hour after I finished them 😭😭

I DOOOO but honestly i'm not sure if i'll end up writing about them or not bc my outline for nothing happens is very . vague and brief but . i'm happy to share some with u anyway <333

regulus wears james' clothes all the time. and i'm not talking about a jumper or maybe a jacket he didn't return after james lent it to him bc of the cold. he has half of james' wardrobe in his room, and he wears his shirts more than his own, not only when he's at home but also when he goes out with friends

james barely pays attention to his phone when he goes clubbing UNLESS reg is the one texting/calling him

they have each other's passwords for every single social media acc + their phones + their laptops

they always share a bed regardless of if reg has nightmares or not. he pretends to use one of the guest rooms out of respect for james' parents but he slips into james' bedroom in the middle of the night (everyone knows they just keep quiet to spare reg the embarrassment)

james always dedicates his goals to regulus during matches

and regulus always wears james' football jersey when he goes to said matches (yes even when james is dating someone)

they greet each other with lil pecks when they're alone (this starts after part 3 ofc)

when reg has issues with someone at school, he tells james, bc he knows he'll beat them up for him, even if he always denies it and pretends he doesn't know what reg is talking about

when they were younger james gave reg piggyback rides all the time, but now they simply walk around holding hands

when someone tries to flirt with reg at pubs or parties, he gives james a Look and then james comes to his rescue and pretends to be his bf

reg studies with his friends sometimes, but james always has to study with reg bc he swears he isn't able to focus properly otherwise

james isn't super into jewellery, but he always wears this golden bracelet reg gifted him for his 16th bday. he doesn't take it off, not even to sleep or to take a shower (he also has an earring in his right ear that he got one night he got drunk with sirius but that's neither here nor there)

they choose a show to watch together every few months and they hang out together to do this at least once a week

as they grow older, reg kinda stops calling james 'jamie' as it has been already mentioned, and only uses it when he needs something or he's done something he knows james won't like and during sex

reg doesn't like dancing and he only does it if james asks him

james' emergency contacts are his mum and reg and reg's emergency contacts are sirius and james

james is reg's first time

and i'm gonna stop before this starts getting sexual..

thank you so much for loving this series so much babe, it makes me very happy and i'm incredibly grateful!! sending u a kissie MWAH <333

[ddejavvu]

I love your best friend with no boundaries James, and I was wondering if you could do one where James and reader are having their regularly scheduled mid-day naps, and Sirius and Remus walk into the dorm to find James just humping reader while they’re asleep? Maybe James and reader wake up to the GASP of horror from Sirius after his not so innocent eyes witness “straight up porn in their shared dorm where Peter of all people could witness”

I love all your works and was wondering if I could be marked as 😻anon? I’m the person who requested the bsf Steve imagine and I’m 100% gonna request something again because you’re perfect and I just wanna kiss you on the mouth🫶🏻🫶🏻

this post is 18+, minors dni.

Sirius considers himself James's best friend- no, brother, but he's not afraid to whack the man upside the head when he finds James grinding on you in his sleep.

"You-! Nasty-! Fucker-!" He bullies James awake, appreciating the much calmer, kinder way that Remus rouses you, tugging you away from James on the bed and murmuring that your nap is over. You blink your eyes open serenely, and James's shoot wide in pain as Sirius assaults him.

"What the fuck? Agh- Sirius! I know you're mad that I've got the better potions grade, but killing me won't help!"

"This isn't about potions, Potter," Sirius scoffs, "But I am thinking about tossing you in a hot cauldron. You were- eeugh, you were humping her, you animal!"

Your brows are furrowed and your blinks are bleary, but your brain catches up with the help of Remus's hands where they trace soothing circles on your back.

"Oh," You mumble groggily, as James groans with quickly reddening cheeks, "Uh- s'alright, Jamie."

Remus's hand stills on your back, but James and Sirius join in a fused indignant-confused "What?"

"S'just natural I guess," You shrug, "I dunno, I haven't- er, got one. But it was an accident, Jamie, you were asleep. It's alright."

James’s cheeks are still plenty rouged, but he nods sleepily at your forgiveness, relieved that he's not being hit by two people instead of only one.

"Yeah, thanks bird," He flops back down onto the mattress, letting out a sigh heavily infused with relief, "Wouldn't do it on purpose, y'know. Not while you're sleeping, that's- that's pervy."

"Some people like pervy," You hum, settling back into your own position in James's bed, though he's no longer curled around you. Sirius watches as you knock your hand against his own, "Sirius thinks I'm a perv."

"You're both pervs," Sirius grimaces, his lip curled in distaste as Remus stands from James's bedside, "Seriously, he eats off of your spoons, you've seen his dick, he's been grinding all over your ass - if you don't get a marriage license soon you're going to be very unpopular with the traditional crowd."

James turns towards you with a gasp, his eyes shining just the same as his grin does, "We could get married!"

"We should," You laugh, "And we could get a flat, and we could have your mother over for dinner every Tuesday."

"That would work." He nods, fully settled back into the pillows from Sirius's disturbance, "She loves you. And she's free Tuesday nights - her knitting circle ends at three."

"I know that," You scoff, barely biting back an overexaggerated eye roll, "James, I write your mother once a week. I know when her knitting circle is."

"You write my mum?" He rears back, momentarily confused, "She's never told me that!"

"Of course she hasn't," You snicker, "Because if you'd known, you would have stopped me from telling her how many times you get detention every week, and you'd want to share the sweets she sends me in exchange for the intel."

[nivtee]

i NEED a part two to falling girlie

: ̗̀➛ WOKE UP. sirius black.

sirius black x gn!reader

angst ! mention of coma ! happy ending ! description of medical technology ! yes, hogwarts has phones now !

sirius black can't sleep without you, so he doesn't

sirius black hasn't slept in four days.

staring at your body, lifeless, laying in the hospital bed with tubes in your mouth and nose, it hurt- no, it killed him to sit and watch. but he couldn't just go back to hogwarts, sleep it off and wake up.

as much as he wanted to, he feared that if he fell asleep he'd believe it was all a dream, and he'd imagine you waking him up from a nightmare where you couldn't breathe without muggle technology, where your limbs had to be rebroken to lay straight, where your lungs didn't work.

he was afraid of waking up from that reality just as bad as he was afraid of you not waking up.

he'd seen you cast the spell, falling towards the ground, and he'd watched your body slow down but not fast enough, hearing the sickening CRACK from all the way in the astronomy tower.

he'd almost pushed those fuckers off the side himself.

furiously rubbing his face with a wash cloth, he glanced at himself in the mirror. he kept himself clean, yes, he couldn't imagine you waking up to a version of him you found unattractive, and he made sure that he styled his hair the way you liked, with a man bun and your wand wrapped tightly in his hair.

maybe you'd need it when you woke up, so he kept it for you.

he also kept your textbooks by your side, he knew how badly you'd cry if you couldn't finish your homework, and he'd made sure to get your homework from your friends, your teachers, hell- he'd even asked Dumbledore to owl any homework you had to St Mungos, just in case you woke up.

he'd put all of the letters you'd received, 'get well soon' and 'champion of the diving squad (courtesy of james potter, everyone) up in a nice pile on your bed side table, so that when you woke up, you'd be able to grab them and read them all again.

after two weeks, he was starting to get worried. he started sleeping, only with a sleeping drought every night, and only if he had seen you during the day.

you never moved, exactly the same position when he'd arrive the next day.

you lost weight, despite the feeding tube you were given you had become somewhat gaunt, him being able to feel through your hip when he hugged you goodbye.

he left a few snacks in your bed side draw, incase you woke up and needed something to eat, so he'd stocked it with everything you could want.

he still got you a birthday present, and a valentines day gift, and he still spoke to you about everything that happened during his day. you'd respond when you woke up.

even when he couldn't be with you, he'd sent you funny texts and memes he found during the day, smiling to himself when he imagined you reading through them once you were awake.

he'd stopped visiting for a week, exams were approaching and he knew that once you woke up and found out he'd failed because he was stuck to your side, you'd go balistic.

and then one day, he's visiting again, with a fresh new bouquet of flowers and freshly styled hair, still just as nervous when he first met you.

he waved hello to the nurses, winked at the kids running past and walked into your room like he owned the place, like he did when you were asleep. only...

"i was wondering when you were gonna replace my flowers, these are starting to smell like you."

you woke up.

[heartofspells]

CRuSH - Chapter 8

He wakes slowly to the feeling of phantom fingers exploring the dips of his spine. Sirius twitches under the sensation, his face scrunching in response, body fighting to stay in the realm of sleep even as his brain rallies and becomes alert. There's a sudden shift beside him, the feeling slipping away, and Sirius frowns as he tries to puzzle it out without opening his eyes.

Cracking open against his will, Sirius squints through the bright, early morning light from where he's lying on his side, finding the bleary form of James resting beside him on his back. His friend is staring pointedly at the ceiling, hand fluttering above his abdomen in a restless way. The fact that James is still here at all confuses Sirius, the other man not in the habit of sticking around after sex anymore, and when he does, he typically wakes before Sirius and isn't in the bed once Sirius rouses.

"It's about time," says James gruffly, eyes flickering in Sirius' direction briefly before darting away again, like he's scared to look at him for too long. "I've been waiting forever."

"Bully for you," mutters Sirius, voice still heavy with sleep. "You do know you could have got up on your own, right?"

James shrugs one shoulder, his skin grazing Sirius' chest. "Too lazy," he says dismissively, still staring at the ceiling, a strange energy around him.

It's an odd thing, the way he's acting, as though he's trying to pretend this is a normal day and he's just as normal. And Sirius wouldn't question it if it weren't for the focus of James' hazel eyes fixed on everything but Sirius himself. He'd think nothing of his behavior if James wasn't calling attention to the fact that he's here, still in Sirius' bed but not looking at him and purposefully not touching him.

His actions wouldn't be weird at all if Sirius couldn't still feel those phantom touches tickling down his spine which prickle at his mind in a curious way as he watches his friend beside him, so resolute in his determination to pretend he'd never done it to begin with.

"Yeah, well," mumbles Sirius, feeling something defensive rise inside him against it all, walls building into place he can't control, "be a lazy sod and a lie-about if you want, but I'm gonna – "

James' hand flies out, grasping around Sirius' forearm as he begins to roll out of the bed, cutting into his words and ceasing them in Sirius' throat. When he turns his head, James is staring at him now, eyes wider than before, the tightness to his features having retreated.

"Wait," says James in a rush, his fingers gripping harder for a moment before relaxing when Sirius' muscles twitch, like he's only realized what he's doing. James fumbles for a second, starting to pull away and then freezing, palm still resting over Sirius' skin. "You don't – you shouldn't rush," he protests weakly, clearly grappling for an argument, for an excuse to explain away his sudden reaction. He shuffles in the bed a bit, hand finally withdrawing, leaving Sirius' previously heated flesh to go cold, but James flops roughly onto his side, facing Sirius, pinning him with his gaze. "C'mon, you've got a later shift today. Lounge for a while. Where's the harm?"

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[my-moony-and-padfoot]

Just a joke

TW: just some curse words :)

Word count: 2 700

Set after the prank

“You hate me now too, don't you?” He asked, when James sat down on the armchair next to the couch he was sitting on, his knees tucked up to his chest and arms wrapped around them.

“No one hates you, pads.” James said, nudging his glasses up. He had been visiting Remus with Peter, although the latter was gone by now.

“Moony does, Peter doesn't talk to me, and you have no reason not to hate me.” He said, wrapping his arms tighter around his legs. “Oh, and nobody is looking at me because they heard of me and Remus fighting.”

“They don't hate you.” James said. “They're just confused and disappointed, me especially. Sirius, nobody understands why, not me, not Remus and no one else, except you.”

“I don't understand.”

“Who is supposed to understand if you don't. You don't make any sense.” He said, running his hand through his hair, clearly getting frustrated with him and Sirius just wanted to go away, he wanted to lock himself up in their dorm and be alone and forget what had happened.

“When have I ever made sense?”

“For fuck's sake Sirius, why can't you take something seriously for once in your lifetime. You can't joke about everything, you just can't. What the fuck is wrong with you.” James got up, going off somewhere, he didn't know where, and he didn't really want to know.

He breathed out, hitting his head on his knees and letting a few tears escape. What the fuck was he supposed to do now. He didn't know. If he could, he would go and talk with Remus, but that was definitely the last thing he would want, to see Sirius. So, he didn't, he just stayed there.

—

Remus was let out of the hospital wing a couple of days later. Remus had barely looked at him since then, and definitely hadn't said a word. He wasn't sure if he was happy that they didn't talk or heartbroken. Happy because he didn't have to hear how much he had hurt the boy or what Remus thought about him. Heartbroken because it was Remus, he didn't know how to be without him, not anymore.

He had been having a lot of nightmares in the past couple of weeks, more than usually, almost every night. He wasn't getting much sleep as he was too afraid to close his eyes, too afraid to see all those images of Remus dying during that night, or hurting his friends or the memories. But every night his eyes were forced to shut at some point, too exhausted and tired to be awake. Only to wake up a couple of hours later.

But this time he didn't wake up to his own tossing and turning or crying, he woke up to someone comforting him. Someone's who he'd recognize anytime, those gentle and warm touches that went along his side. He was sure he was imagining, just having another dream.

He opened his eyes, seeing Remus sitting on the floor next to his bed, gently trying to get him back to sleep, like he had always done. “It's okay, just go back to sleep.” He whispered, softly. “You're gonna be alright, nothing will happen, just close your eyes.”

He couldn't believe this, why was Remus there, why was he being nice and doing this. Sirius couldn't understand, but he felt safe, for the first time in a couple of weeks. Although the moment was over when he closed his eyes. But he could still feel Remus there, before he fell back to sleep.

In the morning when he woke up, he was sure it was just a dream, something he hoped would've happened, but it didn't. He sat up, realizing that the curtain around his bed was a little drawn back, even though he was sure he had closed it the night before. You're just going crazy, shut up. He thought, getting up from bed and starting to get ready for his classes. He was alone in his dorm, meaning he was already late, for breakfast at least.

—

After lunch he went for a walk, he just needed some time to think about the past couple of weeks. He had thought about it, of course he had, there wasn't anything else he could think about. But he just wanted to be alone, somewhere quiet, somewhere except their dorm, he had been spending way too much time there.

He walked down to the lake, climbing the tree to sit on a Branch. He had many memories from here, with his friends and with Remus, their first kiss happened, right under this tree. It was a happy memory, he was glad to have it. Although right now, he'd love to forget that any of those things happened.

He closed his eyes, leaning against the tree, tears escaping from his eyes. He lost it all, everything. Remus wasn't talking to him, or looking at him, except last night, which he was sure was a dream. James and Peter barely spoke with him. He wasn't surprised, he deserved to lose it all, all his friends and his boyfriend.

He opened his eyes, looking around, and for some reason he saw Remus walking towards him. He closed his eyes again, more tears falling out.

“Why are you here?” He whispered, as he heard Remus lean against the tree, he wasn't that far up, it was one of the first branches that would hold his weight. Remus didn't say anything, he just climbed up, sitting on the same branch as Sirius. “It's not going to hold both of us.”

“Yes it is.” He said, tucking his wand back into his pocket. “Sirius, we need to talk.” He opened his eyes looking at Remus, he was as pretty as always, although he noticed a new scar on his neck.

“T-the other night, I had this dream.”

“It wasn't a dream, I just can't sit there and listen to you having nightmares.” He smiled. “I thought you could use some comfort, and no one else seemed to hear it.”

“Thank you.” He whispered. “But why? You hate me.”

Remus shook his head. “I don't hate you, no one does. I don't think I could ever hate you.” He said. “I can't hate you, but I also can't love you, not yet at least.”

“I- I don't know, rem, what am I supposed to say?” He asked, wiping his eyes. That hurt, he thought.

“You don't have to say anything.” He said, giving him a sad smile. “Sirius you really hurt me, and I thought you'd never hurt me, you said you wouldn't. I don't know if I can trust that much anymore, I trusted you.” He had tears in his eyes, but Remus didn't raise his voice or anything, and Sirius was really glad that Remus still did that.

“Are you mad at me?” He asked, knowing the answer, but he was surprised as he saw Remus shake his head.

“No, I'm not mad at you, I'm hurt and confused, but not mad.” He said, wiping his own eyes, before looking back at Sirius. “I don't know what will happen next, and I'm not sure what happened a few weeks ago, but I think it's better if I don't know.”

“It's a little hazy for me, too.” Sirius muttered. “I- Remus, I'm sorry, I really am, I'm so sorry for what happened.” He whispered, more tears spilling out, trying to wipe them off, but they just kept falling.

“I know you are, and I forgive you, but I cannot forget what happened, and I don't think you can either.” He said, Sirius didn't really understand why Remus was being so calm, what he did almost caused someone to die, and Remus was just calm about it?

“How are you so calm? Why aren't you yelling at me and and.” Remus interrupted him.

“Because I still care about you, and I know yelling at you doesn't work and only makes you anxious and distressed, and I don't like seeing you like that.” He said, and Sirius gave him a thankful smile, although it quickly faded. “If you were anyone else, I wouldn't even have come to talk to you, let alone act like this.”

“You always made me feel calm.” He smiled, looking down. “Still do.” He whispered, a tear slipping out, but he quickly wiped it away.

“I'm sorry, I really didn't mean for anything like this to happen, I didn't mean to.”

“I know, and I'm trying to understand, I really am. But I'm hearing all different stories from James and Peter and some bits I remember, but I need to know.” Remus said. “Not what happened that I don't want to know or remember, but why, Sirius, why did it happen?”

“It was supposed to be a joke, for Snape. It was supposed to be fun. But I didn't realize what would happen after.” He whispered. “I didn't think.”

He took a deep breath before continuing, scared to look at Remus. “I told him to come and see what was under the whomping willow, stupid idea.”

“Thanks for telling me.”

“What do we do now?”

“I don't know Sirius.” He admitted, looking at him, and Sirius nodded, giving him an apologetic smile.

“Rem, I don't know if you want anything to do with me ever again. Even friends or what we had, but please, don't leave my Life, I need you in there.”

“I think I need you too.” He wiped his eyes, smiling at Sirius. “Take care, Siri, it's gonna be alright, I promise that.” He said, jumping down from the branch.

“I'll tell James to stop ignoring you, oh and Peter is baking cookies, with the elves, thought you might want some.” He smiled, and Sirius nodded. What was he supposed to say or do now?

“Remus?” He asked, just as he was about to walk away, he turned around looking up to him. “Thank you. For not hating me and for actually talking to me.”

“It's okay, don't worry about it.'' he smiled, starting to walk back to the castle. Sirius leaned back against the tree, wiping his eyes on his sleeve, that felt like the thousandth time in the last twenty minutes. He let out a breath, running a hand through his hair.

He didn't know what to think, he didn't know if he should be happy that Remus even talked with him, or if he should be sad. He was just confused.

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It started out slow, they said a few words here and there, and Remus helped him with his homework a couple of times after their talk. They weren't exactly friends, more like classmates, or two people who had just met. Nothing more.

They hadn't had a proper talk after the one at the tree. He was glad that he didn't have to go over it again, but sad that he couldn't talk with Remus like they did before. If he could, he would turn back time and go back to the light before that full moon, but he couldn't, so he just had to live with it. And he wasn't sure if he hated what he did more or what was happening now.

He and James worked things out, and he had his best friend back, well, partially at least. James didn't trust him as much anymore, but Sirius understood why, so he could only hope that everything would go back to normal.

Couple months after the full moon, it was that time again, he didn't go with them, he hadn't since that night. It was only James and Peter with Remus, and he could only hope everything would go alright, like he did a month ago.

But in the morning, he realized that Remus was alone in the hospital wing, as James and Peter went up to their dorm to sleep. He didn't know if Remus said he didn't want company or what, but he needed to be sure. So, he got up from his spot on the couch and found his way down to the hospital wing.

He saw Pomfrey doing something at a bed that he realized Remus was laying in. “Hey poppy.” He smiled, walking closer, only getting glared at by her, as she looked up from where she was changing a dressing on Remus' arm. “Sorry, madam Pomfrey, how's he doing?”

“Unconscious, but he should be awake, in a few hours. Otherwise, he's doing fine, but I think he could use some company. No one was here a month ago.” She said, looking at him, before going back to her office.

Sirius sat down On the chair that pulled next to the bed. Just like the old times, he thought, as he looked at Remus. After every full moon, before the prank, Sirius would be there with him, ever since he told them about his condition.

After a couple of hours, Remus stirred, opening his eyes slowly, but closed them quickly because of the light. It always took some time to get used to the light, but when he opened his eyes again he saw Sirius sitting next to him, smiling.

“Hey.” He croaked. “Didn't really expect for you to be here.”

“Hi, I know… I can go away if you'd like. I just know you don't like to be alone after this and James and Peter went to bed, so I just thought.”

“I don't mind you being here, actually kinda happy that it's you and not those two.”

“Happy?”

“Yeah.” He smiled. “Kinda, not always when I see you, but right now yeah.” He said. “Besides, James talks a lot, and Peter is always chewing loudly, and you know I don't like that.”

“Well, I came quiet and without anything to eat.” He smiled and Remus chuckled, god he had missed that sound. “I don't know what to say or do, rem, I don't know. What am I supposed to do?” He sighed, running his hand through his hair.

“I don't know, how about you don't say anything, and you climb up here.”

“W-what?” He whispered, looking at Remus, confused, he couldn't be hearing right.

“C'mon, let's forget about all this for a moment, and just come here.” He smiled, moving, so Sirius could fit on the bed next to him. He wasn't sure if he should do this, but it felt right, so he did. He missed Sirius.

A tear slipped from his eye as he got up from the chair, lying down next to Remus. “Why are you crying?” Remus whispered softly, draping his arm over his hip, making another tear fall.

“I don't know.” He whispered, wiping his eyes. “I don't know, this feels like it did before.”

“It's supposed to.” He smiled, looking down at Sirius. “But it's not, we can't go back to where we were, but we can always start over, can't we?”

Sirius looked up. “Do you actually want to, start over, I mean? We don't have to, if that is not what you want, I don't want you to do anything if you don't want. You don't-”

“Shh, I want to start over, with you.” He smiled, seeing tears in Sirius' eyes as he looked at him. “But I have two things before that.”

“Anything.”

“You never do anything like that ever again? And in the future, if something happens, we talk, okay?” Sirius nodded, leaning against Remus' chest, listening to his heartbeat, he had missed this so much. “It's gonna take time to be us, again, but I'm ready for it, are you?”

“Yeah.” He whispered, looking up at him. “Can I?” He asked hesitantly, glancing at his lips and back at his eyes. Remus nodded and Sirius carefully leaned up, pressing his lips against Remus', a few tears slipping down from his eyes.

It wasn't over yet, they still had a lot to talk about and to go through, and they both knew that, but they also knew that they could do it.