#u don't understand i think about remus lupin every time i hear this song

[cunning-and-cool]

the real question is: how many times did the Marauders play 'werewolves of london' before Remus lost his shit on the lot of them?

[spiderfunkz]

punch → send me a prompt / thought / a lyric or a song + a character and i'll make a little blurb out of it.

hi love! congrats on 300!! can i get a blurb with remus based on the ts lyric “you drew stars around my scars”

"you drew stars around my scars" + remus lupin

thank u sm for the request lovie!! sorry this took a bit, warnings are mentions of wounds, sad stuff, like a kiss on the cheek, andd thats it (this is kinda angsty but happy ending!!) not proofread btw.

remus was exhausted. the full moon was beyond tiring, spending hours outside in the cold with no one to help was terrifying for him. this is the unfortunate reality he has to face almost every month, and every year. but thankfully he has you now.

you knock on his door softly, holding the tray with toast covered jam and hot tea ready for him, "moons?" you call out.

he was huddled up in his bed, blanket covering his entire body. he was facing the window with the full view of the moon, it was a bittersweet feeling for him.

you could hear quiet sniffles from the bed, sitting next to him you give him the tray. "made these for you, looks like you need it." you smile, slowly lowering the blanket so you can see his face. "thanks my love." his voice rasps.

you wait for him to eat his toast, sitting near him so he won't feel alone. you observed his face, his body, his freckles, scars. you smiled in relief because there weren't any big injuries, just some bruises you will kiss better.

"you alright?" you ask. "you know," he chewed, "i've always thought the moon was gonna be the end of me, that i was gonna be ruined for life, that i'll be danger to everyone around me." he sighed.

"you're not danger to anyone rem. you're a nice person." you stated — "i don't know about that anymore." he shrugged, his eyes tearing up.

you knew about this for a while, even though remus was always doubtful about you knowing, afraid of putting you in any sort of danger. you reassured him a million times.

"and why is that?" you hesitated, but you wanted to understand him. he gestured to the moon, to his scars. you furrowed your brows, "that doesn't make you a bad person." you say.

"you don't know who i am when i'm out there." he pointed out. "but i know who you really are," you trace his scars, drawing small stars along with it, "you're a lovely person rem."

he smiles as you cup his cheeks. "you think so?" he pouts, "mhm, bet the stars agree too." you kiss his cheek.