#poc remus lupin

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heyy!! does anyone have any poc remus lupin fancasts they can recommend??

[spiritstar477]

I’ve finally figured it out. I’ve headcannoned Remus as poc for ages now and I’ve finally settled on what I like.

My Remus is Palestinian-Welsh. His dad’s parents moved to Wales from Palestine just before Lyall was born. As many immigrant families do, they changed their last name upon moving. Originally their surname meant wolf is Arabic, so they chose to change it to “Lupin”.

Remus’ mum is Welsh through and through and can be traced back for generations of Welsh farmers.

Whether the fic is magical or nonmagical au, American or British, you can safely assume this about my Remus. (unless you go to older fics then it might not be lol)

[maraudersthoughts]

i never was into the whole “cool remus lupin” thing honestly. to me he’s always going to be a soppy little wet cat of a man and there’s nothing that can convince me otherwise. also the fact that he got aggressive and such just when the fandom decided to give poc remus a chance irks me

[plantsonplutoart]

April fools just passed and so I’m touching up inks for a lil marauders comic I made. I had to share a wip of my favorite panel. They’re so stupid <3

[ch3rrybite]

harry didn’t grow up with stories of james potter, the indian boy who ran through hogwarts, loud and proud and full of life. he didn’t know that his father’s voice would fill the great hall with laughter, or that james would argue passionately in defense of his culture, unafraid to bring the fire of his heritage into every room he walked into.

but as harry gets older, he starts piecing things together, collecting fragments of a man who left echoes behind him. he learns from professors that james would use his wand to create vibrant garlands during festivals, brightening the gryffindor common room with colors his classmates had never seen. he’d coax sirius into trying spicy food they’d never even heard of, laughing as they both coughed and spluttered but insisted on more. and when they celebrated deepavali, james would tell them, grinning with pride, about how it wasn’t just a festival of lights, but a reminder of resilience, of the light within that never dims. he'd shown that same resilience during the war.

harry hears whispers from people who knew his father—the way james insisted on using tamil compliments because they “sounded much better,” the way he would answer teachers in tamil just to remind everyone where he came from. the way he’d refer to remus as “nanbaa” (friend), that special affection saved for the people who shared your burdens. how he called lily his “thangam” (gold) because of the colour her hair shone in the sunlight.

and slowly, harry begins to reclaim pieces of his father. he learns how to wrap a veshti, stubbornly practicing until he gets it right, because he knows it’s something james would’ve worn proudly. he finds comfort in the smell of his dad’s favorite spices, brings them with him to work as his own quiet rebellion, and teaches ron and hermione how to roll up chapatis late at night in grimmauld place.

[twink-remus-lupin]

remus john lupin was not muscular and tanned he was skinny and lanky and pale as a ghost. the fact that his chronic illness is being erased in favor of him being a buff top for his “petite twink” boyfriend is so genuinely upsetting and in this essay i will

[teaforthotxxx]

At this point, I don’t even know who white!Harry is. I just hear Daniel Radcliff’s voice coming out of a Desi kid’s mouth.

Like the weasleys are the token white red heads in my head. Im so sorry to the canon but i just-

[labyrinthprops]

I had fun researching 70s hair and glasses.

[heaven4lostgirls]

could you please write one with James or Remus or sirius and Indian specifically Bengali reader. Fluff or angst. Friends to lovers????

love saves all

james potter x indian!fem!reader

summary: james has been in love with you forever, he can’t stand to see you with someone else

warnings: fluff, minor mentions of injuries

a/n: hi lover! thank you for the request, i’m not bengali and i didn’t want to write something that could possibly offend the bengali community however i did try and incorporate indian culture because i’m tamil (telegu) so i hope you enjoy this! if you don’t let me know 💗

the sun shone down on your brown skin as you made your way through the forbidden forest after one of remus’ transformations. you could feel the fatigue hitting you now and you knew that you needed a nap before even attempting to go to any of your classes.

you knew you would be excused considering minnie and dumbledore both knew of remus’ transformations and that you guys would help, however they were unaware of you all becoming illegal animagi.

as you watched sirius and james make their way to the hospital wing where they laid moony on one of the free beds you took a damp washcloth and softly ran it over remus’ new scars over his face.

he softly winced and for each wince you muttered a small apology.

“if i knew i’d have y/n/n doting on me when i got hurt maybe i’d get hurt more often” sirius teased and you couldn’t help but smile before flicking his forehead.

“if you got hurt, i’d let you bleed out padfoot” you smiled sweetly at him and you could hear james snort to the left of you.

once madam pomfrey had come to help remus you all made your way to the boys dorms where you decided to lay down for a bit.

“y/n, do you want to come lay down with me?” you heard sirius ask before a loud oomph was heard as he fell of his bed or more correctly speaking he was pushed by a certain raven haired boy with glasses.

“i’ll come lay down in a minute, i’m going back to my dorm to do some prayers for rem” you state, getting up before making your way to the door.

you hear hurried footsteps behind you and you turn around to face a sheepish looking james.

“can i come with you?” he mutters before rubbing the back of his neck.

“of course you can jamie”

you both walk hand in hand to your dorm where you take off your shoes outside and kneel in front of your shiva statue.

you light your lamp and relight some agarbatti that had finished through the night.

you feel james kneel next to you and you look at him with a smile. he looks confused in a sort of cute puppy way.

you show him the correct motions and pray with him before putting ash on his forehead.

you sit in silence for a few moments before you peek open an eye to look at him.

he looks so serene, happy and at peace in front you of you that you can’t help but smile.

he cracks open one of his eyes to shoot you a smile before motioning his head forward telling you to pay attention

you muffle a laugh before you finish off your prayer and make your way back to the dorm before cleaning up.

as you both lay down in james’ bed after sirius had gotten bored of teasing you two, you draw circles on his chest and you can feel him smile down at you.

“hey y/n/n? what do you thinks gonna happen to us in the future?” he asks albeit curious to what your answer would be.

“my parents are looking for potential suitors i guess, it’s odd for me to be of age and not be

betrothed to someone already, i guess hogwarts could only buy me so much time”

“betrothed? you mean engaged?”

you hum and you can feel him tense under you, you weren’t particularly happy about the circumstances either but there was only little you could do against your parents.

“w-what if we got married?” james fleamont potter never stuttered. especially when talking to girls.

“james you know that can’t happen, what about lily? you’ve been chasing her for years..”

you feel him shift so he’s sitting up and he lifts your face to face his.

“lily was always a distraction for me y/n, i never thought you would like me - i still don’t think you do- but i won’t be able to live with myself if i let you get married to someone else without knowing how i feel about you”

your eyes well with tears and you can feel your heart thudding against your rib cage.

“you like me?”

he smiles almost amused by your lack of composure before his eyes fill with love and affection.

“like? i’ve been in love with you since the day we met y/n”

you can’t contain yourself for some reason and as tears escape your eyes you slowly lift your hand to james’ face and place your lips on his.

“i have been waiting for you to say that since 5th year james.”

“oh-“ he flushes in embarrassment.

“okay okay we get it, you two love each other BUT FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN PLEASE GO TO SLEEP ITS 6AM”

you and james snicker to yourselves as you go back to cuddling as sirius’ sleepy snored fill the room once again.

[swag696942069]

I wanna write a trans Reggie fic. But I'm afraid, that, I, as a cis female, will not do it justice. I don't know what it's like to be trans, and although I know many people who are trans, I still don't feel right writing about it. Especially if we think about how much trauma Regulus has, and how hard it must've been for him. That's not to say that it's not hard for all trans people, cause I know it is, but like ☹ I don't know. This is why I cant write it 😭 my friend who's trans keeps telling me to do it cause I have good headcanons in his opinion, but I just don't feel like I have, the right? I guess. To write about it. That's also why I don't really go into detail when I write poc characters, which I feel horrible about, cause I'm a white person and will never know the struggles being poc comes with. So I'm sorry for everything ever that has ever happen or will ever happen. I'm a horrible person and I'm sorry ☹

[jilyydoe]

Idc idc how long I've been out of the loop for and how much the Fandom has changed but Aaron Taylor Johnson is THE ONLY faceclaim for James Potter and I will not and can not be swayed otherwise.

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I love making Remus a person of colour like wdym self insert ofc he's brown? he's always been brown? if he isn't mixed race like me he's middle eastern sorry I make the rules in my little world of fic

[sugarsaints]

❛midsummer❜ ⋮ marauders ✧

summary: reader always spends the summer break in godric’s hollow, with their very best friends.

cw: no romantic relationships depicted. sfw. gn!reader. poc!reader-friendly.

author's note: drabble?? not proofread <3

the sun sits heavy in the sky, and leaves red-hot kisses on everyones skin. her fickle affection however, is yet to dampen the mood of the day. a day, like the many you have cherished over the years. the potter manor was alive. it always was this time of the year. never quiet, filled always with muffled laughter and sticky footsteps. you’re grateful that euphemia and fleamont are so generous, as to open their hearts and home to you all. if not for them, you would not have these memories, the fruitful gifts of summer break.

in the west the heat is palpable, it sticks to your skin: slick and heavy. but when you cannot beat the heat, you bask in it. so there you were, hiding behind ‘mia’s coveted rose bushes. cheeks red, and breath shallow with vigour. none of you knew what you were playing anymore. rules were never really considered, so what initially started off as hide and seek, became something else entirely. something akin to tag, or sardines? no one knew, nor cared. it was fun, and that’s all that mattered to everyone except james, who was set on winning a nonexistent game with no rules. somewhere, someone had left a cassette tape playing. cicadas chirped. leaves rustled. yet, it wasn’t enough to mask the heavy footsteps of whoever was making their way to you.

“move your arse over, y/n.” sirius jeered, smiling at you cheekily.

“shut up you twat!” you whispered, backhanding his chest.

he did nothing, smirking lazily. his hair shone in the few rays of sunshine that filtered through the trees. covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

you turned to peek through the rose bush, and your eyes were met with an empty yard. it was too quiet—but knowing james was it, made you realise he was going all in. he’d call it something stupid, like ‘super steath mode’. he was probably behind you, and with that thought, you voiced your plans.

“lets move,” you spoke lowly, “maybe we can find remy.”

sirius nodded, a glint in his eye. you pointed to another shrub, but it was quite far from you. he shrugged, and the two of you started moving. you didn’t make it far. a large body tackling you to the ground.

“james, i found them!”

you gasped, “remus, you traitor!” struggling under his weight. “you’re smothering me!”

sirius, for some god forsaken reason, decided to create a dog pile, jumping on top of remus. the weight doubled and you groaned. shoving them slightly off you, the three of you ended up tangled with each other.

“good job remy! i knew this would be a worthy alliance.” james spoke grandly. he stood tall, hands on his hips. much like the rest of you, he was flushed and sweaty. curls sticking to his forehead and the nape of his neck. smile wide as ever.

he too, joined you all on the grass, laying down haphazardly in between the tangled mess of limbs.

“alliance?” you huffed, “i can’t believe you remus, we risked ourselves to find you.” grumbling under your breath.

remus turned on his side, smirking slightly. “he made me an offer i couldn’t refuse. i am, after all, a worthy businessman.” he sounded silly, clearly taking the piss.

you flicked his face. he reached into his pockets, which you now saw were full of candy. he passed them around, and the four of you ate in silence. bodies slack.

euphemia entered the yard some time later, holding a tray of lemonades. a small elf toddling after her, dressed in a small frock and sandals. she carried a small plate of fruit.

with the platters on the small outdoor table, euphemia called for you four. when she was met with silence, she turned to the little elf, “mellie, why don’t you go back inside, i’ll look for them.”

around the corner, not far from her roses, she found you all. a tangled mess, noses burnt, and dead asleep. she smiled and stopped for a moment. her silver hair glowed under the sun. with a short wave of her wand, the sprinklers erupted.

a celebratory drabble following my return :D

[anonymouse5]

dorlene fic recommendations, anyone?

[bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove]

Always There - Chapter One: S.Snape

Summary: Y/N Potter was left with a baby to care for after her brother and sister-in-law were murdered by Voldemort. One person was there for her, a person she didn’t expect but soon became her comfort person, Severus Snape. During Harry’s third year at Hogwarts and her third year as Herbology professor, a few old friends come around again. Y/N has to handle the feelings of these old friends being around again as well as handle her feelings for a certain potions master all while she tries to hide these things from her godson.

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Pairings: Severus Snape x Female Professor Reader, Potter!Reader x friend!Remus

Chapter Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader(No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, Harry growing up in a loving home, mentions of death and murder, mentions of Azkaban, shittyly written angst,

Series Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader (No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, OOC Snape, Harry grows up in a loving environment, mentions of death and murder, poorly written angst, Remus is a shitty friend, poorly written pining,

Please let me know how I can improve my writing and being more inclusive to POC as I am whiter than white. Please also let me know if I have to add more to the warnings! My messages are open as well as my asks!

Author's Note: It's been a long ass time my friends, but I'm trying to make a come back here. I was a bit out of my comfort zone with this one so I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know how I can improve or if you find any errors! Correct me, don't be afraid to! I want to improve my writing and become a better writer so any feedback or advise is welcomed!

Word Count: 1146

My asks are open for questions, suggestions and feedback!

Feedback is welcomed and encouraged!

Enjoy!

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The year Harry turned 11 was the year professor Sprout retired, in turn, Y/N got the position as herbology professor. She enjoyed teaching her nephew and loved being back at Hogwarts no matter how much it pained her to be there without her brother and his best friends. The first two years went by without much issue, however, in Harry’s third year, Y/N heard whispers of a new professor starting at Hogwarts, an old student from her time there. And she had also heard about the escape of Sirius Black, her brother’s best friend who had supposedly ratted the couple out to the dark lord and got them killed. It was a lot of emotions for her to deal with at once.

She was already at Hogwarts when she got word that Harry was attacked by a dementor on the train ride there. She rushed to the main hall and found her nephew rather quickly. “Merlin Harry, are you okay? Did you get hurt? How did this happen?” She bombarded her nephew with questions before engulfing him in a tight hug.

“I’m okay, Aunt Y/N. I didn’t get hurt, I don’t know what would’ve happened if professor Lupin wasn’t there,” Harry reassured his aunt.

“Lupin?”

“Professor Potter, we are waiting for you at the table, you may catch up with your nephew after the feast,” Dumbledore’s voice interrupted. She planted a kiss on her nephew’s forehead before following the headmaster to the table. She took her usual spot beside Severus, not even noticing the new but familiar face on the other side of the man. Dumbledore began his usual beginning of the year speech, this time including that due to the escape of Sirius Black, dementors would be gracing Hogwarts with their presence. “I would also like to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor R.J Lupin.” Y/N choked on her tea at the name, Severus patting her back gently as he suppressed a chuckle.

“Don’t laugh at me you git,” She said harshly.

“I wasn’t laughing,” Severus replied monotonously.

“Sure you weren’t.” Once the food was put out and she had filled her plate, she took her plate to the greenhouse to get herself ready for another year. She also just needed a minute alone, away from everyone, so she could try and process everything that was going on. As she sat at her desk to begin processing, the greenhouse doors opened. “I really don’t want to talk right now Sev,” She said without looking up.

“Good thing I’m not Severus,” A familiar voice spoke, “It’s been a long time.” She looked up to see Remus standing a few feet away from her. Her mood soured just a bit more at the sight of him.

“And who’s fault is that?” She snapped at him.

“I deserve that,” He sighed.

“Why are you here Remus? Shouldn’t you be at the feast?”

“Shouldn’t you?” Remus retorted, “I wanted to talk to you without your guard dog with you.”

“Then talk. And he isn’t my guard dog, he was there for me when I had nobody.”

“I also deserved that. Look, I just want to apologize for leaving without a word or even a letter. I thought it would be safer for you and Harry if I left, especially with my condition. It was too dangerous for me to be around you two. You didn’t deserve that.”

“If that’s all you have to say, then good night.”

“Talk to me Y/N! Yell at me, throw things, do something!” Remus shouted at her. She shot out of her chair, rushed around her desk and got in his face. Her heart raced with anger, her head spinning as tears sprung in her eyes.

“You want me to talk, fine, I’ll talk. You left me when I had nobody! My brother just died and you up and left! And then Peter died and Sirius got thrown in Azkaban and I got a baby practically thrown at me and you left me! The only person that was there for me, that got me out of bed, that got me to eat and took care of me, when I couldn’t do it myself, was Severus! He helped me and you were nowhere to be found! So fuck you Lupin, get out of my greenhouse!” She yelled at him, tears flowing down her cheek, chin trembling as she held back sobs.

“Y/N ple-”

“Get out! Get out of here before I do something I regret!” With that, Remus walked out of the greenhouse, leaving a sobbing Y/N alone, once again. That was the way Severus found her about 20 minutes later and, once again, he was left to pick up the pieces Remus had left behind.

“Darling, what happened? Why are you so upset?” Severus asked her, his voice filled with concern. When she didn’t answer, Severus became even more concerned but connected the dots. “Lupin came to see you, I’ll kill him.” She let out a teary chuckle at the threat he said under his breath.

“He came into my office, I thought it was you at first because I hadn’t looked up but I was wrong. He apologized and then wanted me to say something to him and I just screamed at him. It felt good to finally get it all out but it still hurts,” She finally explained. 

“I’m glad that the foul git got what he deserved. Do you want to talk about it?” She had nodded her head and the two talked for nearly 3 hours, about everything that was going on. Severus reassuring her as they talked and validating her feelings and her thoughts as the conversation continued. They had moved their conversation to a sofa she had in her office, eventually talking until they fell asleep. That was how Minerva found the pair when she had been wanting to chat with Y/N about Remus’ new position in the school. In all of the years she had known Severus, she had never seen the man sleep, let alone even yawn, so imagine her surprise seeing one of the most beloved professors sleep on a couch with the most dreaded professors together, not only just sleeping but snuggled together. Severus had his arms wrapped around her in a seemingly protective manner, Y/N’s head dipped down, resting on his chest, one arm around his waist, the other tucked into her chest.

Minerva just knew that she had to tell Albus and Sybil about the sight she took in. Before leaving the greenhouse office, she made sure that the lights were out and the two of them were covered in a blanket Y/N had lying around in her office. Minerva finally left the office with a smile on her face and a warmed heart at the sight.

[teaforthotxxx]

Side note but if I were to recast fanon Harry (one raised by Jegulus + Marylily)

Just imagine this guy sassing everyone!!

Him walking into an order meeting with tea that Remus did not make him and a jacket that Regulus forced him to wear because it was autumn.