#soft Remus

[remusslove]

Clingy!reader and soft!remus have my heart so let me get this little blurb of my chest because I love this scenario I just thought of. 💌

“Bunny you gotta look at your book not my face” Remus clarified with a playful smirk. “Cant help it remmy, your too pretty” you complimented, your eyes still hazed with fascination as you still stared lovingly at him.

“Thank you doll but you gotta study. now, what do you get when you mix wolfsbane and mushroom toxins together?” He asked you making your brows furrow in thought.

You shrugged making him chuckle. “Can we cuddle please remmy?” You asked him with the cutest look of love on your face. He sighed before nodding pulling you towards him. You instinctively wrapped you legs and arms around him as he laid down in bed with you on his chest.

You sighed in content before focusing on Remus’ heartbeat. He grabbed a book from the bed side table and began reading it out loud knowing how much you loved hearing his husky voice.

You sleepily traced the faded scars on his face and neck making him gaze at you for a minute to place a kiss on your forehead before continuing to read the book.

[sunfl0w3rmoon]

I love soft!Remus in old sweaters curling in on himself despite his long limbs and always nibbling on chocolate or sipping his tea and helping others because he’s such a patient and caring person, and I love mean!Remus with tattoos and cigarettes and doc martens, standing tall so he can look down on the imbeciles who dare to threaten him and doesn’t give two shits about anyone except for sirius black, but you know what I love most?

A remus who looks soft & approachable in his sweaters (because he’s just a cute nerd guys!), but that will fuck you up if you step too close and always has the perfect comeback/insult to sling back at you when you try him. He’s both soft AND mean, beautiful AND terrifying, compassionate AND vengeful. That’s peak Remus

[underaged-sorcerer]

sirius being remus's safe person !!! I can't talk enough about this !!! remus being overwhelmed one day around the full moon because there are too many people around and sirius just taking his hand and leading him swiftly through the crowds to find a secluded place and helping remus breathe properly !!! remus immediately reaching for sirius when he hears something sad or distressing and sirius being there every time and knowing when somethings gonna make remus upset so going out of his way to make things easier on him !!! sirius being the one he knows he can confide in without any judgement (james too but he doesn't always understand like sirius does) and picnics on the astronomy tower when they trauma bond and sirius looks at remus like he's his whole world and remus looks back just the same !!!!

[industrations]

[moonstruckme]

hii!! i love ur blog lol. i saw ur requests were open and i thought maybe id send one in! no pressure at all to do it, thank you for writing what you write (it’s really comforting!) i was wondering if you could do poly!marauders with a reader who is overworking herself for exams/college stuff and is hiding from her boyfriends because she knows they’ll be stern with her and make her take a break? so she tries to evade them but they foil her evil little plan lol. maybe like dom!remus… i’m obsessed w him.. just an idea!!!! have an amazing day 🩷

Thanks for requesting, hope you have an amazing day too!

cw: d/s dynamics to be found if you want them to be, mostly they're just bossy

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 814 words

There are nice voices seeping into your consciousness. Soft, comforting. You snuggle into the gentleness of their familiar hum. 

Something moves from underneath your face. You start to open your eyes, slow and reluctant, and when the something is gone your face lands in a warm palm. It feels safe, easy enough to settle into, but as you’re about to let yourself slip away again it strokes its thumb over your cheek. 

“Angel.” James’ voice sounds almost like he’s trying not to laugh. He thumbs your cheek again. “Angel, hey.” A pause. “She doesn’t seem to want to wake up.” 

“She’s awake,” Sirius says. You feel his hand sweep across your shoulder blades. “Come on, sweetness. This is no place to spend the night.” 

You make a disgruntled, whiny sound you’d never allow in full consciousness. Your eyes peel open. 

“There she is.” Sirius rubs your back encouragingly.

You blink blearily in the sickening fluorescent light of the library. James is squatting at face-level in front of you, his expression somewhere between fond and pitying, while Remus stands behind him with your backpack over his shoulder. You can see Sirius peering down at you in your periphery, his hand still moving over your back as though to keep you from falling back asleep. 

There doesn’t seem to be anyone else around. It must be late. 

“Oh, no,” you groan, forcing yourself up. Your neck and back crackle as you straighten, making James cringe. 

“I agree,” Sirius says smoothly. “I too would be devastated if I traded a warm and cozy bed with my loving boyfriends for a hard, cold desk. But don’t be embarrassed, there’s still time to make things right.” 

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” You press the heels of your hands into your eyes, trying to rub wakefulness into them. “I…where’s my laptop?” 

“I have it,” says Remus. 

“I need it.” 

“You’ll get it back tomorrow.” 

A slow, heavy anxiety laces your bloodstream. “But I have to finish…” 

“Dove.” Remus’ voice is stern, though not unkind. “You have to sleep first. At home.”

You blink, your brain still lagging. “But…” 

“Sweetheart, c’mere.” James takes your face in his hand, angling you towards him. He brushes his thumb over the corners of your eyes, then smiles at you. “There. Sorry, you had crusties. Ready to go?” 

“I…” 

“Let’s go, babe.” Sirius winds an arm around your waist, hauling you up with him. “It’s definitely bedtime.” 

James chuckles. “Seems like it. Poor love.” 

“What about my stuff?” 

“I’ve got it, dove,” Remus reminds you. He frowns. “When was the last time you slept?” 

You think back. “Last night.” Was it really only last night? It feels eons ago. 

“But for how long?” 

“Uh…” you wince. “I dunno, a couple hours.” 

James makes a low pitying sound, and Remus’ frown worsens. On some level, you know you’d known they would react like this. Probably, you’d even known they were right. It was why you’d been spending as little time at home as possible, catching twenty-minute power naps in library chairs and avoiding your boyfriends. 

“Sweetheart,” Remus sounds tired himself, and guilt sprouts behind your ribcage, “you can’t run yourself ragged like this. It’s not sustainable. It’s not going to help with your schoolwork, and it’s awful for you besides. Why are you doing this to yourself?”

You heave a sigh. “I guess I just like living on the edge,” you grumble sardonically. 

Sirius huffs a laugh. He slots a piece of hair behind your ear. “Hey, recklessness is my thing,” he says, kissing your temple. “You need to get your own thing.” 

“Sorry.” 

“You need to take better care of yourself,” Remus chides. “You’ve tried your way, and it’s clearly not working. Right?” 

You’re silent. Then Sirius pinches your side, and you squeak, “Right.” 

“Good girl.” Remus’ tone warms some with amusement. “So we’re going to go home, and you’re going to sleep at least eight hours. Then, after you eat and drink something, you can have your laptop back. Okay?” 

“Okay.” You want to be more reluctant, but the allure of your boyfriends’ evil scheme is too tempting to resist. You don’t have the energy to fight them on it. “Thanks for coming to get me.” 

Remus holds the door open for you all to exit the library. As you pass, he cups your cheek with a small smile. “You’re welcome, dovey.” 

“And maybe during this next round of studying, you could take a break from time to time,” James suggests lightly. “I haven’t had a proper cuddle in days.” 

“Oi!” Sirius’ chin nearly smacks the side of your head as he whips around to see James. “What would you call what we did this afternoon?” 

“Not a proper cuddle. Your elbow has probably left a permanent indent in my stomach.” 

“There are people who would pay for a souvenir like that, Jamie.”

[iamgonnagetyouback]

𝟷𝚔 || 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊

♡ ︎ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: You go through a whirlwind of emotions when drunk.

♡ ︎ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: drunk!reader, Reader annoying Sirius

♡ ︎ꜱʜɪᴘ: James Potter x drunk!Reader

You were slumped between James and Sirius, giggling uncontrollably, your legs swinging off the armrest of the couch as you hiccuped. The room was warm, and everything felt so funny. Especially Sirius's hair.

"You know what, Pads?" you slurred, poking Sirius in the cheek. "You look like a... a giant poodle. But a mean one. Like, the poodles at the dog shows that bite people."

Sirius's jaw dropped. “A poodle? You—no, absolutely not. I am—what did you say I was, James?”

James was trying not to laugh. "Uh, majestic, I think."

"Majestic!" Sirius pointed at you dramatically, like that would prove his point.

You snorted so hard you almost fell off the couch, but James caught you, his arm wrapping around your waist and steadying you. "Sure, sure, 'Padfoot the Majestic Poodle.'"

"It's mostly because of your hair—" you giggled, reaching out to pat the top of his head, missing entirely and booping his nose instead. "It's so fluffy, like a big, angry puppy!"

Sirius frowned, swatting your hand away dramatically. "I am not a dog, and my hair is majestic, thank you very much."

"Fluffy," you repeated, poking him in the cheek now. "Sirius, fluffy like a… like a poodle!"

James tried to hold back a laugh as Sirius looked properly offended, folding his arms with a huff. "Are you serious?"

You snorted at his pun. "No, you’re Sirius!"

Remus groaned from beside Peter. "Oh no. Not this again."

Peter shook his head, barely holding back his own giggles. "Here we go…"

“Are you lot serious right now?” Sirius grumbled, crossing his arms. “A poodle. Really.”

“Sirius is serious,” you added, and then cracked up at your own joke. “Sirius is Sirius—wait, Remus, did you hear that? It’s his name.”

Remus rolled his eyes, but there was a smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, we got it.”

“But I’m not a poodle,” Sirius muttered, still offended, while you continued to giggle.

James still eyed the bottle of firewhiskey in your hand like he wanted to take it away. Not that you noticed. Nope. You were too busy trying to poke Sirius in the cheek.

“You’ve got—got something there,” you slurred, leaning in far too close to Sirius’s face.

“What? Where?” Sirius asked, looking genuinely concerned as he wiped at his cheek. “Did I get dirt on me?”

“Yeah, it’s called your face,” you giggled, falling back onto James and laughing like it was the funniest thing you’d ever said.

Sirius gasped dramatically, hand over his heart. “How dare you! James, do you hear this? Your girlfriend is cruel.”

You waved him off, turning your attention back to James, who was trying not to smile. “He’s just mad ‘cause he’s not as pretty as you,” you said, squinting up at James like you were stating the most obvious fact in the world. You reached out and patted his face, a little too hard. “So. Pretty.”

James chuckled, grabbing your hand before you could slap him again. “Alright, love, I think you’ve had enough for one night.”

“Noooooo,” you whined, stretching out the word. “M’fine, Jamie. Look! I can sit up perfectly straight.” You immediately leaned to the side, almost toppling over onto Peter, who yelped and quickly scooted out of the way.

“Maybe… maybe a little too much,” Remus said from beside Peter, watching with raised eyebrows.

“Remus!” you called, throwing your arms out toward him. “You’re so boring, you know that?”

“Hey, I like boring,” Peter mumbled from his chair, crossing his arms.

“Yeah, Wormtail likes boring!” you repeated, pointing to Peter like he was your greatest proof.

You sat up suddenly, looking around the room, eyes wide and dramatic. “Wait. Wait. You guys can’t ever leave me, okay? Promise.”

The Marauders exchanged confused looks. “Uh—okay?” Peter said hesitantly.

“I’m serious—not like Sirius serious—" you hiccuped, "But you guys can’t leave. We have to stay friends forever or I’ll—I’ll hex all of you!” You threw your hands up, trying to look menacing, but it came off more like a flailing octopus.

James quickly wrapped his arms around you as you dramatically collapsed into his chest. “Love, we’re not going anywhere.”

“Speak for yourself,” Sirius muttered, though he was still looking somewhat offended by your earlier insult. “I don’t think I can handle another ‘your face is the problem’ comment.”

But you weren’t having it. You pointed a shaky finger at them, wobbling slightly. “You better not, Sirius Black! Or I’ll—” You narrowed your eyes dramatically, trying to look intimidating. “I’ll hex you into next week! I know spells, you know!”

James bit his lip, trying not to laugh as Sirius raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? What spells?”

“Spells!” you repeated, waving your hands in the air as if that was a valid explanation. “Dangerous ones!”

Peter snorted. “I’m terrified.”

Sirius held up his hands in surrender. “Alright, alright! Merlin, you’re scary when you’re drunk.”

“Good,” you said, immediately softening. “Because I love you guys, even though Sirius is a poodle, and Remus won’t laugh at my jokes, and Peter—well, Pete, you’re just so cute, aren’t you?”

“Thanks,” Peter mumbled.

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you reached out, pulling all of them into a big, awkward group hug. “I just love you guys, okay? Don’t leave me… ever.”

James chuckled, his hand warm on your back. "Alright, let's get you to bed, yeah?"

“I don’t wanna go to bed,” you pouted, leaning into James like a rag doll. “I wanna stay here and annoy Sirius more.”

“I’m not listening to this nonsense,” Sirius huffed, throwing his hands up.

“Oh, but Sirius—don’t you wanna cuddle like a big, fluffy dog?” you teased, blinking innocently.

He narrowed his eyes. “You’re going to regret this in the morning.”

James stood up, pulling you gently with him. “C’mon, love, you’re barely standing.”

“Wait, no, no, no—you're all amazing, even you, Remus, boring and all.” You paused, eyes widening as if you had just realized something horrible. “Wait—don’t ever leave me, guys.”

Your lower lip started to wobble.

“Don’t leave me! You can’t! What if you just disappeared? Poof! Gone! And I’m all alone. I’ll die. I’ll actually die.”

James squeezed your hand, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “I think you’re driving everyone mad, love.”

You looked up at him, beaming. “But not you, right, Jamie?” you gushed, running your fingers through his messy hair, making it even worse. “You’re perfect, James Potter. Like… a Quidditch god! And your glasses are so… shiny.”

Sirius fake gagged. “Ugh, I’m gonna be sick.”

“Shush, poodle!” you shot back at him, your words blending together into a cute mess of slurs. “You’re just jealous ‘cause James is my shiny glasses boy.”

Remus rolled his eyes, but there was a fond smile tugging at his lips. Peter was full-on laughing now, while James was just gazing at you, completely smitten.

You huffed but allowed him to help you stand. “You’re the best, James,” you said, leaning heavily on him as he started to guide you toward the stairs.

“You’re pretty great yourself,” James chuckled, tightening his grip on your waist so you wouldn’t stumble.

Just before you reached the dormitory, you stopped, looking up at him with bleary eyes. “No, really, Jamie. You’re the best. Don’t ever change.”

James grinned down at you, his heart melting a little. “I won’t, love. Now let’s get you to bed before you start threatening to hex me too.”

You smiled sleepily, letting your head rest on his shoulder. “I’d never hex you. You’re too pretty.”

And with that, you were out, leaving James with a fond smile and the rest of the Marauders shaking their heads behind him.

Downstairs, Sirius was still sulking. “A poodle… unbelievable.”

i love drunk!reader so much!!

[peachrtistic]

hands 😇

[bowiesawizardmoony]

when james disassociates and regulus is nearby he likes to doodle on james’ hand as a soft way to ground him and when james comes back to himself he gets to see all the little stars and planets and consolations and moons and plants and whatever else reg drew on him and it makes him feel loved and safe

[izzyarden]

🫶🫶🫶

being away from rockstar!remus for a while and when you meet again he refuses to leave your side, the boys teasing him about it?

remus clingy bf forever ♡ fem!reader

You can't even stand up when Remus gets like this. He clings to your waist and moans something unintelligible, forcing you to sit back down. You laugh as you land. 

"I need to pee!" you inform him crassly. 

He wraps his arms around you like two steel bars. "I don't care." 

"That's sick. You're a sicko." 

"It is sick," Sirius says, sounding nowhere near as fond. "Remus, can we borrow you?" 

Remus doesn't even look up at Sirius in the door as he heaves his face into your lap. You pet his hair amusedly. 

"Remus," his pouty friend says, "this is really quite pathetic." 

"Don't be jealous." 

"While your girlfriend is lovely," Sirius says, and you know he means it genuinely, "we have things to do." 

"Do them without me." 

Sirius looks at you pleadingly. You feel for him, but if Remus wants to lay in your lap all day you're not gonna discourage that. 

Sirius pushes a hand over the top of his head and tousles the mess of dark curls there, sighing. You slouch down into the seat and wrap your arms around Remus' back as if shielding him from his bandmates disdain. 

James appears. "What the fuck is taking so long?" 

"He's being pathetic." 

"What's pathetic about being in love?" Remus asks. 

Both Sirius and James start to protest loudly and at the same time, loud sounds rather than words. It's not the first time Remus' has been booed and he takes no notice. You giggle, thrilled at their disgust and Remus' touching. His cheek nuzzles against your thigh.

"Fuck off," Remus says finally. "I'm not coming." 

James blows you a kiss and leaves. Sirius tries to look mad as he follows, but you can tell he's happy for Remus' happiness, no matter how much of a spanner it might throw into the works. 

You lean down to whisper in his ear. "They left." 

"Yeah?" 

"Yep, they're gone." 

He turns his head toward you and pulls at the back of your neck until you indulge him and lean down for a kiss. 

"You really-" a kiss, "should go-" another, "and do what they need you to do," you say. 

"What they need me to do is a bunch of nothing," he mumbles into your lips.

His kisses are warm and sweet and a little too eager. Each of them reads as the same confession: I missed you. You scratch your nails gently over the back of his neck and move your lips to the corner of his mouth, eyes closed. "Nothing, hm?" 

"I'm not even lying to stay here. Though I absolutely would," he adds quickly. "They just want me to overlook on production 'cos they don't trust Frank and they'll both argue about the new mix." 

"I don't really understand." 

He nods and gives you another kiss. "Good thing you don't," he says, dropping his head onto your chest, "ignore me. My point is, I'm staying right here."

[evyltalks]

“ my alone feels so good, I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude. ”

(Im wondering who could say that ??🤔)

[waxingrunes]

Lying Low at Lupin’s

“Phew Remus, can you bring this energy to the bedroom?’

“Really baby?”

(Spoiler: he does. Coming soon)

[myartcloudsstuff]

“Thank you for loving me when I tasted of heartache and war”

-Nikita Gill

[kingstarkingslay]

Remus : ( quietly) Sirius…………

Sirius : ( looking up from his book ) Yes my darling wolf

Remus : ( fiddling with his hands ) um…

Remus : if you were an otter and I was an otter and we were sleeping

Remus : would you hold my paw so we wouldn’t drift away from each other?

Sirius : ( melts on the spot )

Sirius : yes I would my darling

[moonyandtoasts]

Just gonna leave it here 👀

[industrations]

so this is loooooooosely based on that one scene in atyd except they’re already dating in this one

[twink-remus-lupin]

i think maybe the reason the portrayal of remus in the marauders fandom in the last few years is so upsetting to me is that the reason i got into this fan base was because of how much i related to him. i started getting into the fandom when remus was still a skinny gay book nerd who was shy but funny and sweet and endlessly loyal. wolfstar was soft love and more about fluffy-teeth-rotting moments between remus and sirius.

now we have buff alpha bad boy remus who can’t read and tiny twink sirius with a full face (including lashes) and a mini skirt.

genuinely what happened to classic wolfstar? what happened to rowdy punk rock sirius with his band t shirts and leather jacket and stubble? where’s soft, lanky remus?

in attempting to wrestle wolfstar away from jkr you’ve stripped remus and sirius of all of their defining characteristics that made them so interesting in the first place. they’ve lost all characterization and relatability in exchange for this horny,booktok, smut-obsessed bullshit i can’t escape from.

so yeah, i’m not a fan of modern wolfstar.

(this isn’t even touching on all of the jegulus stuff)