#therapist!remus

[ameliora-j]

I’d love to hear what you think about some more therapist remus! I can’t get the idea out of my head of him sharing you with james and/or sirius😭🫠

mmmm… therapist!remus 🤤

content → smut, oral (f!receiving), foursome (ish), DARK CONTENT, 18+ BLOG MDNI

𐐪𐑂 it’s twisted tuesday ! send in ur requests ᵕ̈

"dr. lupin, are you sure this is okay?" you ask as remus is leading you up the stairs to your apartment. "like really okay?"

"well... are you okay with it, puppy?" he hums, smiling darkly as you nod. "then it is more than okay, sweet thing" he winked as he unlocked his door. he let you step in first, blushing as you saw two men sitting on the couch.

"well hello..." the one with long, dark hair greeted with a smirk. "mooney... you've brought us a new toy?" he asked.

"don't be such a mutt, pads" remus rolls his eyes, wrapping a protective arm around you. "this is one of my patients. she needs some... extracurricular assistance" he smirked, and the faces of the men on the couch matched his. "go on and have a seat on the couch love." he instructs, nodding in approval as you sit between the two men.

"yn here, is ashamed of the filthy thoughts that she has running through her pretty little head. she has trouble with tingles... she can't make them go away on her own" he explained to the two men. "james and sirius are two of my best when it comes to cases like these. i want you to be good for them. let them help you, and i will be right here taking my notes, okay?" he asks with a small smile, now turning his attention to you.

"okay, dr. lupin" you nod softly. remus murmurs a small 'good girl' before leaving james and sirius to their vices. the long haired one is the first to touch you, his hand on your thigh, rubbing in small circles.

"are you feeling the tingles now, darling?" the one with glasses asked. james and sirius... but who was who? suddenly, it didn't matter anymore as the long-haired one was pulling your leg over his thigh and rubbing your cunt over your panties.

"oh, i'd say so, prongs... she's ruined these frilly little panties" the long haired one answered for you, snapping your soaked-through panties back down against your sopping cunt. you moan, and the men share a smirk. "i need to taste this little cunt" he mutters, quickly kneeling on the floor. "hold her open james" sirius grunts, and you're finally able to discern the two. sirius kneels between your legs as james pulls you over his lap, using his own thighs to spread you open for the three men.

sirius lets out a soft moan as he peels your panties from your sticky cunt, throwing them behind him for remus to catch. the former hummed, lifting the flimsy fabric to his nose and inhaling deeply, causing you to blush. "don't get shy now, puppy... they know what you are" remus teases as sirius licks a bold stripe up your sopping little cunt.

that's the only warning you receive before sirius is licking at your cunt like a starved man. james pushes up your shirt, squeezing at your tits and playing with your nipples. your back is arched as your eyes close, grinding on sirius's face as your cunt soaks his beard with your juices.

he doesn't stop until you're cumming, and even then he's still going, moaning and slurping lewdly at your sopping cunt as your eyes roll back in your head, unable to do anything but take it as james holds your legs open.

[tortured-poet-of-thursday]

writing gay fanfictions to cope with the fact that i feel like smth is wrong with me

[msmk11]

Don’t Care Less

therapist!Remus Lupin x gn!reader

Word count: 1k

CW: really not much; angst ig since reader is crying and upset but mainly just hurt/comfort

Summary: Your therapist, Remus, cares about you more than he should.

A/n: Hey all! Here’s a cutie little Remus fic for you. Idk what inspired me to write this but I can always use a little Remus comfort in my life :) I hope you can too!

No decent person liked to see others in distress, Remus Lupin included. But he could handle it. That’s why he was a therapist. Because he had thick enough skin to handle seeing people in pain, he decided to use it to actually help others. This had been true all of his life- until now. And you were the cause.

You- one of his newest clients and maybe also his prettiest. Scratch that, you were not only his prettiest client, but also the prettiest person he’d ever seen. With your big, soft eyes, enticing lips, and crooked smile, you had consumed all of Remus’ thoughts. His little crush on you, however, had made it very hard for him to do his job. Especially when you were crying.

Remus didn’t just dislike seeing you in distress, he hated it. It took everything in his power to not just swoop you up into his arms, brush your tears away, and kiss you silly until you’d forgotten all your problems. Alas, you were his client and he valued both his job and your trust. So as you sat across from him, tears streaming down your face and head in your hands, he was using all his restraint.

You’d been sobbing for about five minutes straight now, and it hadn’t lessened up.

Remus shifted forward in his seat and handed you the tissue box as a sort of peace offering. You weakly took one and blew your nose, trying to quiet your sobs.

“I’m, s-sorry,” you hiccuped, ���once I started crying I just couldn’t stop.”

The brunette smiled warmly at you, “what have I said about apologizing? This is a sorry free zone.”

You gave him a faint, teary smile, and he was pretty sure his heart broke on the spot.

“Sor-“ You caught yourself before apologizing and had the decency to look sheepish.

Remus stood and went to get you a cup of water from the water jug in the corner. You accepted it with shaking hands and greedily gulped it down.

When you finished, you crumpled the cup and looked at him across the table, “I guess I didn’t realize how much I had pent up inside me. When something shitty happens, I guess I just push it down and move on. Because if I let every problem get to me, I’d fall apart. I’d never be able to put myself back together.”

“It’s your coping mechanism,” he said, understanding in his eyes, “which I’m glad you have, but it also can’t be your go to all the time. Holding it in isn’t healthy.”

Your bottom lip quivered a little, “I know. God, I know. It’s just a hard habit to break. When I’ve been doing it all my life, I don’t know any other way.”

Remus let out the smallest of laughs, “trust me, I know what you mean. Even to this day, I’m a chronic represser. It certainly feels easier to just ignore the problem. But it never really solves anything. And then it comes back ten times worse the next time.”

“Well, how do I stop it? How did you stop?”

Remus took a small sip of his tea and then looked at you honestly, “I haven’t fully stopped doing it, but I’ve gotten better. I’ve found people in my life who can hold me accountable. Who call me out when they see me trying to bottle up my feelings. I’ve found someone I can trust to talk to. Can you think of someone?”

You seem deep in thought over his question and the little furrow that formed in your brows made him swoon.

“Well, I, uh,” you paused nervously and Remus nodded at you to continue, “you. I guess. You’re the only person in my life that I feel like I can truly trust.”

“Though I guess I pay for your trust so I’m not sure that counts all that much,” you added with a slightly bitter scoff.

Remus’ heart both warmed at your confession that you trusted him the most, and also ached. You were right, of course. You did just pay him to be here. But how could he tell you that he actually cared so much more? That he cared about you after hours, out of the office, at all times of the day.

“Of course it counts,” he choked out, “sure, you pay me to be here, but I also want to. I’m a therapist because I care about people and about helping them. I care about helping you.”

And then, ever so quietly, he said, “maybe even a little more than I should.”

Your eyes shot up to meet his gaze and you were shocked by its sincerity. You think you might’ve shuddered a little and so you gripped your arms, pretending it was just cold, though you’d never felt warmer.

He stood and slowly moved around the table towards you, “I know it’s unprofessional, but I care about every little thing about you. When you smile I feel happier. When you cry I want to hurt whoever hurt you. Every time you tell me a little tidbit of information about your life, I soak it up, committing it to memory like my life depends on it. And I’ve tried to care less. I really have. But I can’t help it.”

“Please don’t,” you responded quietly. So quietly, he almost missed it.

“Don’t what?” He asked with bated breath.

“Care less.”

Remus was sure his heart stopped.

“Please,” you nearly pleaded, and then Remus was at your side. He drew your hands into his.

“I don’t think I ever can.”

You looked at him with these hopeful, begging eyes and he couldn’t resist you anymore. He pulled you close to him and placed the tenderest of kisses to your forehead. You nearly melted under his touch.

“What about your job?” You murmured into his chest.

He pulled away a little and looked into your eyes seriously, “we’ll find you someone else to see. And they won’t be better than me, but that’ll be okay, cause I’ll still be there. I’ll just be more than the ‘professional help’- as someone who doesn’t just care about you, but cares for you.”

“I, I’d like that very much, Remus.”

And his name sounded so good rolling off your lips for the first time, he had to restrain himself, yet again, from kissing you silly.

[garlicbreadish]

i need to say that lily was everyone's comfort place. she wanted to make everyone feel loved and she was always there for everyone. she didn't hate anyone or anything. her energy was pure, loveable, trustable and comfortable. people would tell her their secrets because she was trustworthy. and she was never proud of this or acted like a show-off instead she was glad to help people this way.

[outromoony]

How many aura points do I lose if I literally just fell to my knees after seeing a beautiful Wolfstar fanart, unable to handle how much I love these two and how perfect they are for each other? Just... fucking hell.

[hermioneswonwon]

“Hey,” Sirius says, very low, for Remus only. “Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay. You’re being a bit dramatic, now.” 

so last chapter of Brave face got me ripping my hair out it's so good it made me wanna grab my tablet again so yeah @zoemillinwrites you're a genius

[losver07]

this is what i mean when i say black brothers angst btw

(if there's any typos sorry it's 6am and i havent slept a single minute since yesterday (i swear i spell-checked i just am mentally turned off))

[loonyloopylupin96]

My favourite part about this untitled Remus-therapy fic I'm writing (about 1/3 written now) is that I haven't planned what's coming up in the sessions themselves. I just have to sit there and imagine it's really happening.

I also think we made good progress in today's session and I'm proud of him.

[katya-is-cool]

(Post Sirius death)

Therapist: so, why have you decided to start therapy?

Remus: my boyfriend told me to

Therapist: right, and do you have a specific reason why you came now?

Remus: he died.

Therapist: …and how does that make you feel?

Remus: fucking shit.

Therapist: right. How are you coping with his death?

Remus:

Remus: I married his niece

Therapist *choking on water* : Im sOrRY?!?

Remus: yeah……

[fuffleton]

INSANE PICANI AU RAAAHHHH

[n0blefl0wer]

Me: *has BPD*

Me: 1000% projects onto this character I’m writing

Readers: sounds like this character has BPD

Me:

[mourningliliesmorningglories]

Guys there’s so much angst brewing inside of me and I just need to yap about it and write it but oh god it’s heart breaking

[millennihilism]

While I have been mildly aware of it for a while, between character studies and meta posts on the characters, it has really been more obvious to me as a Whole Ass Adult™️ that I am Tonks with Remus’s pile of mental illnesses.

And instead of potentially addressing those issues with a qualified professional, I found myself sucked into this fairly niche ship fandom once again and have just taken to violently inhaling a lot of what I can find.

This is obviously the healthiest response I could choose.

[writer-of-sorts]

written with @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: ancient

Sirius paced outside Minerva’s office for nearly five minutes before finally opening the door and stepping inside.

He had planned extensively how to explain his predicament and ask for advice —while preserving his pride, of course.

But as soon as he saw Minerva sitting at her desk, formidable and ancient and yet almost motherly, he couldn’t stop the words from rushing out —frantic, muddled, impassioned.

He told her all about the embarrassingly colossal crush he had on Remus, about his frustration and confusion and hopeless pining.

She listened, fingers steepled beneath her chin, understanding. When he trailed off into red-cheeked silence, Minerva merely smiled —the faintest quirk of lips.

“Have a biscuit, Black,” she ordered, pushing the tin towards him.

He obliged. This was Minerva McGonogall after all.

“Mr Black,” she said, “I know you have a susceptibility to be rather obtuse at times, but I wasn’t aware it could be so extreme.”

Sirius blinked, torn between apologizing and taking offense. “Pardon me?”

Minerva pursed her lips like she was fighting off another smile. “As it so happens, Mr Lupin had come to me last week with a similar predicament” —she paused— “regarding you.”

Sirius’ eyes bulged. He stared, shocked, but not the least bit disbelieving. He knew Minerva would never lie to him.

There was a long moment of one-sided gaping before Sirius cleared his throat and asked, in true Sirius Black fashion, “Well, what the buggering fuck am I supposed to do now?”

Minerva arched an unimpressed eyebrow. “You are a Gryffindor, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Then I suggest you pluck up some courage and ask your boy out. He’s been waiting for you.”

word count: 275

[lilyevansmywife]

James: so the first person to talk about their trauma will pay for dinner.

Everybody: ok 

Sirius: so... how are you?

Remus: everything ok actually today I dreamed that I was a bird.

Peter: my mom said dreams are for fools.

James: *pat on the back* great game Peter

Remus: you did your best buddy

Sirius: I'm just glad that for the first time I didn't give up first

[my-castles-crumbling]

Anon Advice Asks - February 23rd

marauders kin anon (new), remus anon (new), the anon, school trip anon (new), therapist anon, stag anon

marauders kin anon

i have no idea who my marauders kin is bc i'm just like a mixture of them so i can't even pinpoint one. like i care too much about my grades and i'm a good test taker like barty because of my memory but unlike him i live for academic validation like lily but at the same time i'm also a burnt out gifted kid (i'm working on that part) like marlene. i'm overly ambitious like regulus and dorcas and i lie and cheat to get my way in literally anything like idek really know who (lowkey barty and sirius maybe?). i act like i don't care except i care far too much like evan and i don't think good things will last like him and regulus but at the same time i don't think good things will even happen like barty. i love my friends but i like spending time alone like reg, evan and remus and i overthink too much like lily. i'm sarcastic and most people seem to think i'm a bitch like dorcas. i'm introverted like reg and remus and i have slight attachment issues with my friends like barty. i don't trust people and i have commitment issues for no valid reason like sirius and my love languages are words of affirmation and acts of service like lily. my parents pressure me to do well like reg and barty's but i put more pressure on myself than anyone else dorcas and lily.

probably too long of an anon for something so stupid but i asked my friend and she was like "idk" very noncommittally. lowkey kinda frustrating because she's the only other person in my friendgroup who knows about marauders but we aren't very close so there's that.

I mean I'm getting mostly Reg vibes overall but you don't have to just kin one person! You can just be yourself and kin everyone a bit!

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Remus anon

hi Cas :)

I guess this is lowkey a vent bc I’ve been wanting to talk about it to, like, EVERYONE 😭 and I’m dying inside. there’s this guy that I really think I like and I know he likes me (at least I hope so) and we’ve been talking for a month and a half or so and we’ve been out a few times and we’ve kissed, too. He’s just straight up my type and matches my quirks so much — like my favorite character growing up was always Remus and he is LITERALLY him. Tall, nerdy, sarcastic, etc. I think he’s just adorable and I’ve never really properly liked someone ever, much less been in any sort of ‘talking’ stage or relationship. I guess I just REALLY don’t want to mess this up and I’m scared that either one, he doesn’t actually like me and just decided it’s maybe time to be in a relationship, or two, he does like me but as time is going on, he’s growing annoyed or something.

I guess I’ve just been overthinking so much and I really don’t want to lose this bc I think I really like him. But I’m so scared I’m going to mess it up in some way, either because I come across too clingy or not interesting enough.

Idk. I guess I’ve just been wanting to talk to someone about it and I don’t want to annoy people.

Hi!

I mean if he's kissed you then I'd guess he likes you lol. I totally understand the feeling of not wanting to mees things up, but you don't want that fear to stop you from trying, you know? I think the thing is, with a good relationship, communication is VERY important. So I would try telling him you're nervous. You don't have to share everything, just say "hey, I really like how much time we've been spending together and I'm nervous about doing somethin wrong." I know it's scary to be that vulnerable, but his reaction will actually be a really good indicator of if he's a good fit anyway. If he gets mad, then he's not good enough for you!

I'm sending love and keep me updated if you want!

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The anon

SO SO SO

Hi, Cas!! It’s the anon back with some random things (talk about my bf/partner and some good things)

So, my family booked a sudden trip to Vegas (I’m super excited, but that’s another thing)

As soon as my partner found out, they kinda seemed upset. And the last two days, they’ve been making comments about it and how I’m ‘abandoning’ them or smth for a week.

It’s honestly kinda getting to me- like, I just wanna enjoy the holiday with my parents and younger brother, but at thé same time I feel like crap.

But on the positive end of things!! My mom said I shouldn’t need to put on my ‘straight cosplay’ for Vegas, so I’ll be able to wear my usual outfits and such :D OO, and I get to ride in a limousine from the airport to my hotel, so that’s pretty cool

Anygays- that’s all for my brain ❤️❤️

Hi!

It sounds like maybe your partner could be feeling insecure. Like you'll forget about them or things will change if you're gone for a while. I know they way they're reacting isn't cool, but I'd try maybe saying something reassuring like "remember, nothings changing. I'm coming back, and I still care about you" or something like that. See how they react <3

I hope you have fun in Vegas!

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School trip anon

Hey cas, idk how to rlly start this but this happened?

Basically i went on a multi day overnight school trip and was rooming with this girl in the hotel. And we were talking and she showed me a photo of her baby sister and i was like cute picture for cute picture and showed her a photo of my friends dog. She asked some questions and i answered but then she asked me how i can assume the dogs gender. I laughed a bit and was like "oh haha they then" and she kinda dragged it out which whatever.

Then like 2 minutes later when we were done talking she goes "do you support the trans trend- i mean do you support transgender people"

I didn't really answer, and she pressed me about it, so i said, "i mean... yeah" (im genderqueer myself btw if it's not obvious yet that i defo support trans people)

Then she was like "i just dont get the people who get mad that you misgender them when its obvious that they are either a man or a woman you know"

I didnt know what to do so i just kind of stopped talking to her.

Then later that day she called me girl and was like "oh sorry did i misgender you" but she seemed kind of sincere. I said like "no im a girl ur good"

Then she goes "do americans actually apologize for misgendering people?"

I said "yeah, i mean if you get it wrong and someone corrects you i would probably just apologize and correct myself"

And then she asks if ive meant a trans person and i said yeah bc i have and she asked if i misgendered them and i said the first time i met them i did on accident but i corrected myself

And then she fucking says "oh but its like their fault you know"

I just what the hell. And both of these times we werent talking about anything to do with gender, or trans people or anything of the sort. She brought it up every time. I guess i just want to ask should i have said something more? And like been more outward that i wasnt transphobic? Bc im never gonna see her again and i was gonna have to room with her for a few days and like idk it was weird. If it was a friend that i was gonna have to deal with i wouldve said something but idk. Am i a bad person for not saying anything? Does it make me part of the problem?

Honestly it sounds like she was being annoying about it. Like she wasn't being kind or curious, she was being rude. So in that case, I don't think there's any right or wrong way to deal with it, because any answer you give her will just end in her getting more pissed off about something she has no right to be pissed off about. Like it sounds like she wanted you to be part of her angry echo chamber.

I don't think you did anything wrong. Yeah, you could've tried to educate her, but she was obviously making you uncomfortable and if you felt unsafe then you absolutely weren;t required to put yourself in an even more unsafe position.

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Stag anon

hi cas, it's me again

I don't know what's wrong with me anymore LOL I can't catch a break atp

so I'm copying a post I made but this is the gist of it

I feel like I don't love the right way

like no matter what I do, I always feel like my romantic love isn't genuine, or it's skewed

I always question if I've ever had a real crush on someone, because I don't know how I get over people so easily

I got broken up with my first bf in 8th grade and I feel like he's the only one that (at the time) i didn't get over him in like a week

and then all my crushes

they fade so fucking easily

at this point I just confess to get the feelings over with, because I know they'll die out eventually

And with my bf freshman year, I liked the dude for like a week before I confessed. I didn't expect him to say yes bc well, I'm me, but he did and we dated

and he made me really really happy, but there would be brief times— that I never admitted— that I was scared I didn't like him, that my feelings weren't real

same thing with my first bf to

and when my freshman year bf ghosted me, I got over him so easily, that when a month later he told me he didn't wanna be together I was fine

I had already moved on

and even now, with one of my more recent exes

I don't know how I felt anymore, I know I loved them

or at least I think I did

I don't know anymore. Cause sometimes it feels like I choose my crushes but sometimes it doesn't

I had a crush on my best friend irl for almost two years, but not consecutively. I'd get over him, like genuinely, and then somehow like him again

I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me and I hate it

because sometimes I want that connection, I want to be so undeniably in love, but I don't know if I can be

I think I can, I think I have been, but I don't know anymore and that scares me

I want to love someone as much as I want someone to love me

Am I like, going insane for feeling this way? or do I have commitment issues? or am I possibly aromantic? I have no idea and I'm so confused and scared

-🦌

Hi! <3

I don't think you're insane at all. Feelings can be really confusing, and things you have experienced in the past can affect the way you experience your feelings now. I think it's important not to judge your feelings, whatever they are. So many people look at their feelings and judge them, but feelings just ARE. They aren't good or bad or right or wrong. It's okay to have feelings that change quickly or feelings that aren't logical. Try to be a little kinder to yourself and allow yourself to feel without judgement <3

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Therapist anon

Hi cas therapist anon here!

My best friend got a girlfriend recently and I'm so beyond happy for her

But...because we're close and have been for years (since I moved so over a decade) and it's in no way awkward between us bur I'm just wondering how I got about our friendship now

Just cos I'm a touchy person and call people names like 'gorgeous and lovely" as a greeting (just cos I like making them happy) as in I'll go hey lovely how are you or hey gorgeous what question are wr on

But I don't want to like not upstage (G-d this is awkward why are words so wordy) but make her feel uncomfortable or make her girlfriend uncomfortable (we havnt met yet but talked through messaging like I message my friend and then she tells me what her gf said kinda thing)

Do you have any pointers on how I can make sure I'm not upstaging( is thay the word?) Their relationship and not making my friend uncomfortable because hey ill stop as soon as she says the word but I dunno how to ask her without coming across as weird or jealous

Thanks and have a great weekend!

Hi!

Honestly I don't think you should change how you're acting at all! That's how your friendship is and it shouldn't change just because of a relationship. I mean if you two were making out for fun it'd be different, but friends can be affectionate in a platonic way. I think unless your friend or her girlfriend says anything, just act the same <3