#romantic moonwater

[indigostation]

moonwater matching lighters

Japanese Vivienne Westwood Lighter (2022)

[deathnguts]

Stiff old man joints Remus and his unlicensed and unofficial massage therapist regulus who instinctively starts working knots out of his shoulders whenever he’s near a sat Remus because it’s truly absurd how tight (hah) he is but Remus refuses to let regulus pay for an actual massage therapist appointment so it will continue to be this if Remus will keep being so stubborn and Remus will make sure to do that because he likes the attention and regulus is actually quite good at it

[indigostation]

Remus wearing Regulus' jewelry

rings!!

also moonwater matching piercings !!

[starkayezer]

"tell your baby that I'm your baby" but it's Sirius to Remus when moonwater gets together after the prank.

[ccccatttta]

they are moonwater variants and if you don't agree it's bc u haven't gotten to the proper mindset yet

[el-amor-que-perdimos]

remus: i know what you are.

regulus: (sobbing) say it. out loud.

remus: autistic lmao

[danaris112]

Remus and Regulus spend time together by sitting and not talking. Remus could be reading a book, and Regulus could be writing poetry, and they barely say anything except for Remus occasionally pointing out a quote in his book or Regulus asking his opinion about one of his poems

[loonyloopylupin96]

Theme: Prank | @moonwater-microfic | Words: 421

"Tell me you didn't have anything to do with this." Regulus' fury was clear from way down the aisle of books where Remus was sitting comfortably. He glances up, face blank. Regulus' hair is as green as his tie.

"I had nothing to do with this," he responds plainly, setting his book aside.

"Don't fucking lie to me," Regulus grumbles, but the gentleness in his eyes gives him away.

Remus shrugs, a coy smile playing at his lips. "Pick one; I can either not lie to you, or I can tell you I had nothing to do with it... But I can't do both."

Regulus huffs, dropping down beside him.

"Or," Remus continues, turning his fingers through Regulus' hair and catching bits of silvery glitter as he does, "I can just tell you it really brings out your eyes - no, really. It suits you."

Regulus rolls his eyes, sitting back.

"How long will it last?" he asks after a moment of silence passes between them.

"Ah…"

Something about the way Remus hesitates causes Regulus to fix him with a sharp look. "How long, Lupin?"

Remus releases a short chuckle, unfazed by Regulus' persistent frustration. "Well, that depends-"

"On?"

"How soon you're kissed."

"What the-"

"It'll resolve itself in a month, or when you're kissed. Whichever comes first. They were going after Snape, originally," he adds, by means of an explanation.

Regulus' lips narrow, and he glances down the aisle of the library.

"Go on then. Let's get it over with."

"Always so romantic," Remus mumbles as Regulus turns back, eyes wrinkling in pleasant anticipation, and caresses Remus' lips with his own.

They remain like that for a moment, neither taking it further, or withdrawing. Both boys' eyes had flickered closed.

It was only as a he felt a tongue dart out to brush his lip, that Remus pulled back in surprise.

"So," Regulus begins, his cheeks an unusual shade of pink. "Am I back to normal?"

Remus holds back on the obvious retort. "Hmm…" he eyes flicker to Regulus' head. "Maybe once wasn't enough-"

He hadn't finished speaking before Regulus' lips were back on his.

This time, when they part, Regulus' hair is a standard shade of black.

He looks suspiciously at Remus, lips puffed and eyes shining under the warm glow of the library lights. There was something else there, too. Something conspiratorial. At last, Regulus understands. "The spell didn't need a kiss, did it?"

His cheeks turning a shade redder, Remus shakes his head. "No, but… I did."

[stxrrnightjxr]

Regulus who’s become so desensitized to his emotions, the fragility and innocence so stripped from him in his childhood, that now even physically, the sensations he felt are dulled. Barty would cast a stinging hex, accidentally hitting Regulus once in charms, and would stare at him in confusion when Regulus barely even flinched. Evan remained puzzled when he watched Regulus burn his hand one Christmas on their makeshift lantern in their dorm one night, and he just simply cast a healing charm without a single yelp.

So maybe that’s why Regulus so enjoyed Remus’ firm arms around him, so tight, and his heavy hand. Because he could feel it- every time he couldn’t help but melt into the werewolf’s arms after a stressful exam, because he was so comforted by the warm pressure, by the pleasant press with Remus’ scarred hands on his hips, when they kissed. Sometimes he’d even just quietly ask him to simply lie on him, when the rested beside eachother in the dark of the gryffindor’s dorm, because Remus was so much better than any weighted blanket he could purchase.

In conclusion, they’re in love.

[writtenicarus]

"can't let gang know i fw moonwater" i can. i have been. for years. is this Renaissance finally happening?

[calliopesdiary]

Moony's Moon and Star.

synopsis; after a huge party that you were convinced you'd be alright going to, you end up hiding in your slytherin boyfriends dorm from every little thing.

pairings; poly!moonwater x seer!reader

warnings; profanity, social anxiety troubles

a/n; i'm totally not basing this off of a recent experience (except i didnt have a remus or regulus to comfort me)

THE PARTY WAS LOUD, booming even.

Students from every house drinking and dancing from wall to wall.

Couples in bathrooms and lines outside the door.

It was the last Gryffindor hosted party until holiday break, lasting until early January.

James, Sirius, and Peter had planned their last big prank of the year, though Remus wasn't very involved.

He was specifically tasked by Regulus to keep a watchful eye over you.

You had convinced your boyfriends (and not exactly yourself) that you could go to this party and make it out alive.

But godric, were you wrong.

You felt suffocated, pushing through the piles and piles of people as you somehow made it out into the silent hallways.

Tonight in the castle was the infamous no patrol night, where Filch and other teachers on duty wouldn't patrol. Basically meaning there was no curfew.

It was actually meant for students who needed to pack last minute, but everyone knew that this was a better option.

Not many students lingered the halls, besides a few horny little fourth year boys trying to get to second-base with their girlfriends of one week.

You made your way down to the dungeons, somehow making it that far without collapsing into yourself.

Quietly, you whispered the password and generously allowed into the Slytherin common room by the giant snake-like accents slithering away to reveal the dimly lit space.

You made your way up to Regulus' room, which by your knowledge was to be completely empty.

Your suspicions were right, and that left you to collapse onto his bed and let your emotions get the better of you.

You thought you could handle it.

You took deep breaths.

Hell- you even tried to stay with Remus, but the crowd separated the both of you whilst James pulled him aside.

You were trembling, and desperately wanting your boyfriends but not being able to immediately contact them.

Unexpectedly, you started feeling faint. Like your consciousness was being tugged right from your fingers.

It was like you were in a large, dark ocean with the moon just over head.

It was too far to see very clearly, though it's presence was still there.

Then, there was a star. A bright star. It was reaching for you, but the waves kept tugging you under as you felt like you were constantly drowning and being swept away.

You tried to reach for the star, but the tide crashed above you as your hand reached tirelessly towards the star.

And after one colossal wave, you had fully sunk.

The little stars glow dimming as you sunk under.

Before you jolted conscious once again, now feeling a cold hand pressed on your back.

You looked up to see your boyfriend, Regulus, a worried expression painted onto his face as you realized that you were practically laying on top of him.

"I-" You started, eager to explain yourself and why you didn't stay. As you expected some sort of lecture or "I told you so" from him.

"You don't have to say anything, amour. You're safe." He mused from below you, just as you realized how heavy your breathing as and damp your cheeks were.

"I know you were determined you could stay, but we're proud of you that you searched for solitude instead of making yourself more uncomfortable." A different voice spoke softly, that voice obviously belonging to Remus.

"I-I said I would s-stay though and I didn't..." You attempted to find some sort of blame to place on yourself, but clearly your boyfriends weren't taking it.

"Dove, it's completely alright." Remus caressed your cheek gingerly, as Regulus and his ice cold Antarctic hands against the lumber of your back.

"Please understand nobody is mad at you, it's alright, amour." Regulus cooed, his ring finger drawing imaginary lines down your forehead to the tip of your nose.

"O-Okay.." You murmured sleepily, the Sight making your brain go all fuzzy and lulling you to sleep.

"Bonne nuit, mon amour. Respire, nous sommes là..."

(goodnight, my love. just breathe, we're here…")

Regulus whispered, smiling gently at his boyfriend as you fell asleep.

You definitely were in good hands.

[snarky-magpie]

[deathnguts]

The marauders hear me out cake and Remus’ final add on is done completely silent and quick like he could go unnoticed putting regulus on the cake (he did not, the room erupted into screams of affronted horror- Sirius - and wailing laughter - everyone else)

[indigostation]

moonwater fucking and regulus can't string together a sentence anymore, but keeps murmuring "come inside, please, inside" like a prayer

[crescentheo]

People are missing out on the moonwater-prongsfoot universe, it's so good

[pixiedustriri]

Regulus being the only one to get through to Remus when he’s shutting down an or having an anxiety attack.

Regulus being the only one Remus feels comfortable admitting that he’s not being completely rational to and is the only one he’s willing to listen to in those moments.

Remus being the only one regulus lets comfort him when he’s shutting down and or having an anxiety attack.

Remus being the only one regulus let’s hold him when he’s feeling vulnerable and weak.

That’s not to say that the others don’t do these things, they do, but Remus and regulus actively fight them when they try.