“i drunk texted u thinking u were my ex and in the morning i woke up to a hangover and a long ass text from u telling me i could do better and shit” au for wolfstar please and thank you I love you

wolfstarhq:

I love you back! This one was also requested by @timeywimeyravenclaw so I hope you both enjoy, and thanks so much for sending! ❤

Remus groans as his alarm goes off. He sticks a hand out from his cocoon of blankets to feel around on his nightstand for his phone, shutting off the alarm with a grumble. Why did he let James talk him into going out last night when he has an eight o’clock shift this morning? Why did he say yes to tequila shots? Why had he texted-

Remus’ blood runs cold. Surely, he wasn’t so wasted last night that he’d managed to text him. Remus had thought about it, he’s fairly certain, now that his memories are slowly blurring back into focus, he’d thought about texting him, because Tequila Remus is a cruel asshole who hates Sober Remus and strives to make his life miserable every chance he gets.

Frantically, Remus checks his texts, breathing a sigh of relief when his name is not anywhere near the top of his messages. The only unread messages are from Sirius. Remus’ relief evaporates, however, when he sees Sirius’ most recent text.

u know wut forget it. u didnt say anything i didnt say anything this whole convo never happened. fuck.

Remus feels his stomach clenching. What had he texted to get Sirius so irate? Surely he hadn’t… oh shit, he couldn’t have told Sirius about his feelings? About the fact that Remus has had a tiny bit of a huge overwhelming crush on Sirius for the past six months… or maybe a year… or maybe ever since Sirius first spilled his Mountain Dew in Remus’ lap on the first day of summer camp when they were eleven… but no, surely he hadn’t said that?

With shaking fingers, Remus opens their conversation, scrolls up to the latest messages, and starts to read.

heyyyyy been thninkg bout yuo n me n maybe i shlvdve forgiven u like… if u weer sirius abt not sleeeeepign w ppl who wrnt me and it was just me u want now mabe im srry and i shouldve given u anothr chance????????

wtf moony lmao i thought u swore off tequila what are u even talking about?

u know teh girl at teh conference and the blocks at the clubs? i kno u were just cofused n maybe i was too rash when i told u too leave?????????

the blocks? wtf?

oh shit. did u

ur talking abt the shithead arent u. he cheated on u didnt he.

moony? answer me???

DID SHITHEAD CHEAT ON U???????

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

he had u in his life and he just

he’s dead. he’s a dead man.

u know what, fuck it, he’s not worth it.

moony ur too good for him, ur always too good for them and u never see it and fuck

i wish u could see what we see, we all love you

i love you

like for real, like for years. maybe always. even when u are covered in mountain dew u are adorable af and nice and kind and brave and such a little shit and i love you.

moony?

i guess u fell asleep? i hope? maybe we can talk tomorrow when u get off work?

sorry i know i’m

fuck, did i scare you off? shit moony i didn’t mean to like

if u don’t feel the same way it’s fine like we can still be friends but like maybe we could

fuck

FUCK

u know wut forget it. u didnt say anything i didnt say anything this whole convo never happened. fuck.

Remus blinks in confusion. He rereads the texts a second time, then a third, then a fourth. By the fifth time, his eyes are fixed on one text that he’s rereading over and over.

i love you

i love you

i love you

Remus feels his cheeks flush as his stomach starts fluttering and a silly grin spreads across his face. Quickly, he types a response.

pick me up after work. i’m off at four. i love u too you loser ❤

AAAAAH YES THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT

Hi im New to tumblr, and not sure if this is how people are asking you for fic recs so I’m Very sorry if I’m doing it wrong but I love ur blog. Do u have any wolfstar fics where sirius protects remus from Bullys or bullying. thanks

wolfstarwarehouse:

You’re absolutely doing it the right way. 🙂 These are the ones I could find, but if anyone else can think of some let me know.

“ur in a band i really like but ur band name is fucking stupid so i made an anonymous twitter account with new band name suggestions except it got really popular and now u wanna meet me” Jegulily *eyebrow waggle*

wolfstarhq:

Jegulily! An auspicious start to the prompting, thank you! ❤

“Reg? Who the hell let you in?”

Reg looks up from his phone to see Sirius glaring at him, arms folded across his chest. Reg shrugs, attempting to look impassive as he leans ever so casually against the garage wall.

“I was just… in the area.”

Sirius raises an eyebrow. “You were in the area of Peter’s mom’s garage? Sounds fake, but even so, why the hell are you crashing our practice?”

“Figured I’d swing by and hear what you guys have been working on.” Reg chews on his lower lip, nervously avoiding Sirius’ gaze.

Sirius barks out a laugh. “Bullshit. You hate my band. You tell me so all the time.”

Reg rolls his eyes. “I don’t hate your band’s music, I hate your band’s name. Wide-Eyed Devil? Seriously?”

“Like you’d have any better ideas!” Sirius snaps. “You sound like those dumbasses on Twitter. Squinting Demon, Winking Fiend, Cross-Eyed Lucifer-”

“Peeping Beelzebub! That’s the best one so far, Pads.”

The brothers look over to see James heading towards them, waving enthusiastically. “Reg! What brings you ‘round these parts?” He ruffles his hair, grinning widely before calling back over his shoulder, “Lily? LILS! REG IS HERE!”

Lily sighs from the other side of the garage as she helps Remus set up his drum set. “Yes, love, I can see that.” She turns to Reg, flashing him a smile and a wink. “How’s it going?”

Reg feels his cheeks flush slightly. “Um… it’s going well, I guess.”

“What are you guys talking about, anyway? Our Twitter bud?” James hasn’t taken his eyes off of Reg’ face, which isn’t doing anything to help with the pinkness dusting Reg’s cheeks.

Sirius snorts derisively. “They aren’t our bud, they’re making fun of us!”

“They are not!” James protests. “They always retweet our promo stuff, and they’ve got loads of our fans following them! Just because you don’t understand good humour-”

“I understand humour, but you don’t understand when people are laughing at you, not with you, which is all the time, because you’re a loser-”

“Well, we’ll find out soon, won’t we?” James seems cheerfully unfussed by Sirius’ complaints.

Sirius sighs heavily. “I suppose we will.” He turns back to Reg, punching him lightly on the shoulder. “Beat it, brat. James and Lily have a date stopping by soon.”

“I’m not… er, a date?” Reg’s eyes widen as his gaze shifts back and forth between James and Lily, who are both blushing a bit themselves. Lily turns her back towards them as she fusses with Remus’ cymbals, and James looks down to study the floor with great interest.

Sirius doesn’t seem to notice as he blathers on irritably. “Yeah, they invited the loser who mocks us on Twitter to stop by practice today, and they haven’t shut up about how funny and clever and sweet this person is, and how they should invite them out for coffee, and how awesome it would be if they were poly, and they have the worst Twitter handle, AlphaLeonis, like who’s a big enough loser to name themself after a star besides our shitty family, and- no. No. NO. Oh, hell no.”

Sirius looks at Reg in horror. Reg’s face feels hot as he stares intently down at his feet. When he feels brave enough to lift his head once more, he finds that Lily has made her way over to stand next to James, and they’re both staring at him with small, hopeful smiles on their faces.

Nothing can stop the grin that spreads across Reg’s own face, not even Sirius’ frantic hollering at Remus to take him to the ER for the aneurysm he’s about to have.

OH MY GOD YES THIS IS PURE PERFECT JEGULILY