#theres something wrong with oliver in the head and idk what he was on for that entire film
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lady-stardust-incarnate · 10 months ago
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there's 4 types of posts you'll see about saltburn
1. ew wtf this is the weirdest shit I've ever seen in my life
2. saltburn got nothing on ao3
3. the guy that plays felix is hot
4. this is a cinematic masterpiece, so beautiful, so many hidden details
erm honestly just wtf like wtaf
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siriusmydeer · 4 years ago
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Cute lil remus x reader drabble (marauders era) where the reader gets caught up with homework and doesn't realise that it's 3am until remus comes downstairs to check on you and then makes you go to sleep but you refuse until you get a cuddle from remus which ends up with you in his dorm and the marauders are very confused in the morning when you're in remmys bed
dove
remus lupin x gryffindor!fem!reader
summary: after a long night of studying, remus offers to help you get to sleep.
word count: 1.1k
warnings: innuendos of sex, mentions of sleep deprivation, mentions of overworking yourself, immense fluff and shit writing
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“transfiguration, potions, er charms...” your voice was mumbled and befuddled from the amount of hours you had a remained awake attempting to study for your n.e.w.t.s that were now quickly approaching as the days went on.
sat on the plush red vermillion couch, scrummaging through your school papers and starting to slightly stain your un-manicured fingers black from all the ink that you had been using on your notes. why couldn’t hogwarts use pens like a regular person?
flicking your wrist in your direction, looking at the antique watch that laid on your wrist; squinting at the little ticks trying to decipher the time from your blurry and sleep deprived eyes. your brows furrowed seeing the time directly on the flesh of your wrist.
3:07am.
oh shit— had you been up that late? how long had you been studying for? when was the last time you even got up from your seat...?
stretching your arms over your head you glanced around the room, hearing a slight creak; peering over on both staircases leading to the dormitories then further glancing back at your charms notes that had been dreadfully scribbled.
the lycanthrope cracked his knuckles once rubbing his eyes with the palm oh his hands, a ‘pop’ sound remaining present in the common room and his socks tapping against the mahogany wood of the staircase. you were stiff on the couch, your back hunched over and eye-bags hued the colour of light purple.
“dove?” the fawn-haired boy yawned, his voice extremely hoarse and barely audible. “why y’still awake, it’s late.” he muttered getting into a comfortable hunched over position behind scarlet-coloured sofa. his hazel irises were barely visible due to his lidded eyes and his prominent drowsiness.
“moony, ‘m studying, theres exams soon. i cant fail.” your voice solemn, and full of lassitude. dragging your palm against the skin of your forehead, a clamorous groan emerging from your throat. “why’s there got to be so much work, ‘m tired and i just want to sleep!”
the boy thought for a moment, the both of you in a relationship had been fairly knew, especially to the three of your friends. but slowly becoming a normal thing over the time you and remus had started dating. remus didn’t want to push any boundaries with you, and just wanted you to rest for a moment.
“how ‘bout you sleep in my dorm?” the fawn-haired boy debated, curious if you would take him up on his offer to sleep in his bed with him.
at his words you quickly spun your head in his direction, adamantly shocked that he wanted to spend the night with you. not sexually, of course, remus wasn’t like that; but wanting you to spend the night with him so you would be as comfortable as possible.
you were silent for a moment; thinking on how to respond. his mind immediately taking silence for denial, as he was about to retract his offer you spoke.
“you think the boys wouldn’t mind?” your tone soft spoken and inquisitive. he looked at you quizzically for a moment, his brown-bushed eyebrows furrowed for a moment and shook his head in a horizontal motion.
you scrunched your eyebrows for a moment, getting up from the couch in a hurried motion; hearing small cracks from your joints. both and you and remus had grimaced at the crackle-like sound, “ill stop, i guess, but ‘m not cleaning up all the crap.” gesturing to the scattered papers on the creaky wooden floor and in the crevices buried in the couch.
he chuckled at the early-dawn laziness and beckoned you to the staircase with a firm hand placed against the rumpled shirt that laid flat against your lower-back.
he guided you into the room, some aspects were incredibly clean, some crevices abundantly messy. the room lingered in a scent of cigarettes, leather, perspiration and an immensely strong cologne; scents that had a correlation of each of the boys.
you saw a navy blue shirt thrown onto the floor, along with some quidditch gear and a deck of scattered cards. each boy sleeping in their respected bed, some curtains half-way or fully closed. you continued to pad over to remus’ twin bed, too comfortable and fatigued to ask if he wanted to go in first.
simply just unravelling the sheets, awaiting for his presence. you felt a slight dip behind you, two slender arms secured around the curves of your torso and his well-defined chin placed on the crown of your head. the hair of your head slightly tickling the flesh of his olive-toned skin.
“is this... is this alright?” he cleared his throat awkwardly, attempting to diffuse any standing tension and trying to make sure that you didn’t do this out of pity for him, or afraid to reject his offer.
“s’alright, remus. now hush, we have school tomorrow.” you giggled for a moment at his timid state, your tone hushed in respect for the other boys in their unconscious states.
he pressed a kiss in your hairline, replacing his chin back in its original spot. both your breaths slowly becoming in sync with each other and his heart beat lulling you to sleep like a recurrent lullaby.
it was bright daylight time—hearing birds chirping and a familiar daze slowly waking you up, along with three other male voices. you pretended to remain in an unconscious state due to curiosity on what they might’ve been talking about.
“since when does remus have y/n in bed?” someone said, maybe sirius, or james. their voices syncing and sounding very similarly in the rasp of their early-morning voices.
“i didn’t know they were doing overnights just yet, he said he didn’t wanna ‘pressure her into something.’ as if they’ve never shared a bed.” peter clearly stated, his voice slightly pitched higher than the other boys.
well never shared a night together, romantically. the closeness of your relationship with remus prior to your relationship never faltered, but remained platonic. so their references had been prior to the night you had spent together on the astronomy tower, following your first kiss together.
“they don’t look like... y’know. or maybe they covered it up well?” a voice became clear, sirius’. as their conversation had built their voices had dulled down the rasp and became more normal.
“i’d appreciate if you didn’t talk about my private sex life, please.” you stated, your timbre fairly husky because of your voice box that hadn’t been used in the past several hours.
all of their heads turned swift in your direction, your eyes remained closed and shuffling a bit to get more comfortable wrapped in your lovers arms.
“agreed.” remus, stated. now slowly waking up from his deep and comfortable state about to accuse the boys of their inappropriate conversation right in-front of the couple.
“oh shit.”
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