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Roman: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Remus: Several traffic violations. Deciet: Three counts of resisting arrest. Virgil: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Remus: Also, that’s not our car.
my fav album + my favorite werewolf, what could be better?
shoutout to @sapphicmarauders for having the coolest brain cells and thinking of this
OMG THATS SO CUTE STOP
Remus, Reggie and Sirius just hanging out tonight ;)))
Decided to look at the moon after having found sirius. Saw a pretty, small star right next to it and wanted to know which one was it. Turns it was Regulus
As much as it pains me to say it, I am no Regulus girly, I am a James Fleamont Potter girly with Sirius Orion Black as a second father, and Remus and Regulus are just the fun uncles I spent weekends with so picked up a few things. Pandora was just my first female crush that’s why I act like her a little bit.
(Yes I did map out which marauders aesthetic I fit as if they where my family, no I will not be seeking help, IM RIGHT)
Remus was Sirius's. Everyone knew this, everyone went by it. Remus belong to Sirius so much that when you said one of their names you'd immediately expect the other right after that. Sirius was so close to Remus you could practically smell him on the tall boy.
Though what people tend to forget, is that the star Regulus was far closer to the moon than the star Sirius.
Everyone appreciate the dedication and time in this
the black cousins
all the hidden meanings!
colors:
red is the color of sirius’ shirt, narcissa’s lips and regulus’ pocket handkerchief. red represents how they rebelled against their family (sirius ran away and was openly against their morals, narcissa lied to voldemort and basically helped defeating him w her words, regulus turned against voldemort at the last moment, dying for his cause)
narcissa and andromeda are the only ones not wearing black, and they’re the only survivors in this picture.
clothes and accessories:
andromeda is wearing a white dress that resembles a bride’s dress, because she ran away to marry ted. her and sirius’s clothes are also less restricting than regulus and narcissa’s, because unlike their younger siblings they got their freedom.
andromeda, like her cousins, is wearing silver jewelry, aside from a gold ring (her engagement ring), and with her hand she’s covering a family pendant (she chose love over her family). regulus is wearing a pin that looks like salazar’s locket.
poses and such:
andromeda isn’t looking at the camera because she was the first to “look away from her family”, and sirius is looking at her because he would soon follow in her footsteps (andy also has a hand on his shoulder to further represent her influence on him). similarly, bellatrix (who is the only one smiling) is keeping an hand on narcissa so she wouldn’t leave. narcissa has a hand clenched in a fist, covered by her left, (as a way to hide her defiance).
ok i think this is all but i’m not sure lmao xx
hope you like it ^^
I fuck with this man heavily
a moment for young david thewlis as moony
*While the mauraders are preparing a prank*
James: Are you going to help, or are you too pretty?
Sirius: I'm too pretty.
Sirius: If I punch myself and it hurts, am I too weak or too strong?
James: You're weak.
Peter: You're strong.
Remus: You're stupid.
“Sleep In a Time of Starlight”
Remus x Reader (gn) - literally just a brief interaction
I honestly just need this idea out of my head <3
No it’s not proofread losers, you’ll be okay.
The sight of the top of your bed frame had gotten increasingly boring within the past hour. You were staring at it, memorizing all the little details you could make out in the pattern, in an attempt to make your eyes tired. Now it burned to blink and you were even more restless than you were to begin with.
Insomnia. It wasn’t a new experience for you but it certainly never got any less frustrating. No matter how you positioned yourself, sleep felt like trying to hold onto a handful of sand as it sifts through your fingers. You shove yourself out of your bed. Sleep wasn’t mandatory every single night right? You shove your feet into your slippers to keep warm as you start your decent down the stone stairs.
The common room, in its red and gold drapery, has a cozy feel in the fire light. You had every intention of grabbing a book off the shelf and reading by the fire. Those plans change when you see a sandy head of hair, already leaning on a cushion of the couch. In the dim light, you don’t recognize the person on the couch, however, whoever it was heard you coming despite your efforts to be silent. The head turned towards you and you felt a blush start to paint your face and chest. You hadn’t managed to properly dress. You were still in your pajamas with a robe tossed haphazardly over you in your frustration and you hadn’t bothered fixing your hair. Godric knows your mane of curls rivaled the Gryffindor mascot any day. Whoever was looking at you now was sure to laugh at your disheveled state.
Except, you notice Remus as he looks at you as he takes in your sleep deprived frame. A grin plays at his lips as he kicks his long legs off the couch, silently making room for you. You feel yourself smiling through your embarrassment as you pad across the room and flop onto the couch. The comfort of it taking in your exhausted limbs easily somehow rivaling your actual bed.
“Couldn’t sleep?” Remus asks, the rough cadence of his voice exposing his own sleepiness.
“No, I kind of gave up trying for tonight.” Your voice carried a sardonic tone as you grinned sarcastically. You turn your reclined head to face the boy, his face illuminated in the flickering firelight. Shadows and light battled on the features of his scarred face, giving him an intimidating exterior, a sharp comparison to his cozy apparel and relaxed pose.
“Me too.” He turns his head to face you and you only now realize the intensity in which he you were studying him. There was a cushion in between you both but the eye contact made you seem incredibly close to one another.
Silence settled in the state you both gave leaving only the ambient sound of the fire crackling. You didn’t know why you were smiling but he was too and that’s when you felt it. Tiredness washed over your mind for the first time in a long time and your eyes felt genuinely heavy. An unflattering yawn escapes you, breaking the eye contact between you and Remus. A small laugh rolls from his chest and you smother your yawn once you start laughing too.
“I wasn’t lying when I said I couldn’t sleep. I’m not sure why I am tired now.” You drawled defensively as you could in your newly tired state. You didn’t want him getting any kind of wrong impression from you and to be honest, you wanted to see if he could tell you why a tiredness has come to you from only looking at him.
“I know, it’s alright. Sometimes the change of scenery works wonders for the restless” his voice was sweet and deep, only adding to the drowsiness that was slowly overtaking you.
You closed your eyes softly even though you knew he was still looking at you. “And what about you, hm?” Sleepily, you hoped he knew what you meant.
“Don’t worry about me.” He said, not answering you but still contenting the part of you that didn’t know if you could leave him while you slept.
Another yawn hit you and this time you let it happen as you curled up into the couch. Your legs were pulled up as comfortably as they could be but they still managed to reach Remus. You started to apologize but he placed a hand on your calf and rubbed his thumb against it softly. You sighed at the feeling and even through your tiredness you opened your eyes to get a final look at the man who has somehow freed you from your unrest. You took in his features as he looked towards the fire. His hair messily hanging around his head and beautiful face. You looked down to his shoulders and chest, clad with a soft sweater that somehow flattered him despite the bagginess of it. You glanced at the large hand rubbing your leg and let our another sound of contentment. He was truly beautiful and you finally closed your eyes once you trusted your brain to remember what he looked like even as you dozed off.
“Sleep well.” You heard him say right before you slipped into the dark, heavy sleep you had been waiting so long for. You didn’t know it but you fell asleep smiling that night and Remus smiled too. He stared back into the fire, a brand new idea taking residence in his thoughts.
Remus: seriously, this is getting ridiculous. Does anybody else want to admit that they have or have had a crush on me while we're all here?
Barty: *wordlessly puts hand up*
James: *shrugs and puts hand up*
Lily: *waves hand around like Hermione*
Regulus: *discreetly raises hand*
Remus: ARE YOU KIDDING ME. ARE YOU SERIOUSLY KIDDING ME. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? I'M AN IDIOT. A COMPLETE IDIOT. YOU ALL HAVE THE WORST TASTE ON THE PLANET. AWFUL, AWFUL TASTE.
Sirius: ...
Sirius: wait.
Remus
Founder of the Lily-Pine pack, Alpha, Mate to Marisol
Born to Lily and Unknown Father // Pair Bonded to Marisol
Having his own pack was all that kept him going. It was his mother’s only wish for him, and he’d be damned if he didn’t do that one thing for her. So, he trekked through the wilderness, using his wits and friendly personality to survive.
Remus was friendly. Marisol would say too friendly. However, it kept him alive when he was a lone wolf. No matter what type of creature it was, Remus would speak to it. It didn’t matter if they couldn’t understand him; tone was pretty universal. Several times it got him a scrap of meat or two when he was starving, other times it got him sent off with a warning snarl or bite. Still, Remus continued to see the good in everyone.
Another thing about him was that he’s persistent. That was the only reason he became friends with Marisol in the first place. He just refused to leave her alone. He didn’t know why, but he was drawn to her. There was something about the way she would snarl at him that made him reluctant to leave. Eventually, the growls and barks lessened in intensity, and Marisol settled for tolerating him.
Remus and Marisol started the Lily-Pine pack, and while Remus’s charismatic and friendly nature kept the pack together, he was fairly naive. That was where Marisol came in. She kept him out of trouble and taught him much about pack life. They were as equal and as opposite as two wolves could get, but they worked. Some even said their life-paths were one, intertwined in a dance that was older than the stars.
Remus was the founder and alpha of the Lily-Pine pack, and he did a damn good job.
Logan and Remus: Making out
Remus: stop kissing him
Logan: "Why'd you stop?"
Remus: "... How the fuck is silverware made...?"
Logan: "..."
Remus: "..."
Logan: "... Well you see-"