How remus' drunk persona would differ from sirius' drunk persona? or what kinda couple they are when theyre drunk together? Love your fics & headcanons. Thank you.
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he’s the ultimate lightweight. someone pops a bottle of wine or cracks a single beer and he’s already halfway gone, words tumbling out faster than he can catch them
1-2 drinks in he’s a yapper supreme. he talks to literally anyone about whatever is on his mind (like spilling his weirdest lore to strangers at the bar or showing off pictures of his friends/pets/kids, depending on the life stage)
at 3+ drinks he gets all thoughtful and sad and suddenly he’s convinced remus doesn’t actually love him, he’s just pretending. or that james is only hanging around until he finds a “real” best friend
he gets so affectionate with the girls. climbs straight into lily’s lap, plays with mary’s trinkets, braids and unbraids dorcas’s hair while giggling about how pretty she is, arm wrestling with marlene. they all just let him because drunk sirius is impossible to say no to
drunk sirius is also jealous as hell. he’ll watch remus talking to someone else and suddenly get this sad frustrated pout even though remus has been glued to his side all night
despite the mood swings he’s still ridiculously charming. people at the bar end up loving him even when he’s in his sad boy 10 minutes era
he can put away a shocking amount and still look mostly normal for a long time. tall boy metabolism + built like a skyscraper means he just absorbs it
early in the night he’s the chill listener. tired half moon eyes, soft smiles, head tilted while he soaks up everyone’s stories and offers thoughtful comments
once he tips over the edge, he becomes surprisingly talkative. flirts with sirius nonstop (even more than usual) and launches into passionate rants about his latest obscure interests, explaining folklore or science or why a certain band sucks
drunk remus loves debating. he’s not aggressive but if he disagrees he shakes his head like a bobblehead and starts the monologue in a full professor voice that somehow ends up lasting twenty minutes
he gets pretty tactile when he’s properly drunk. like big warm hands everywhere, pulling sirius close, resting his chin on his shoulder, playing with his fingers. also drunk remus gives the best hugs. i’m talking full body, enveloping bear ones
he still tries to be the responsible one at first, making sure everyone has their drinks, snacks and water, but once he’s gone he’s just as messy as the rest
them together when drunk:
they’re the couple everyone watches with exasperation sorry. sirius gets loud and whiny and needy, constantly draping himself over remus like “moons do you even like me or am i just convenient?” while remus cups his face with those big hands and tells him in the softest, most earnest voice how he’s loved more than anything
they’re both so touchy and needy, with lots of making out in the back of ubers, hands under clothes, giggling when they get caught. sirius gets jealous and remus finds it ridiculously hot, leading to lots of possessive making out in corners
they get horny every single time. no matter what, the night ends with them tangled up somewhere, like back home, in a cab, against a wall. drinks make them both open and exploratory. lots of lazy, loving oral (sirius gets downright obscene with his mouth, no filter at all) and remus talking dirty in ways he rarely does sober, praising and teasing until sirius is a mess. drunk sex for them is about closeness and discovery, trying new things, laughing when something doesn’t quite work, then trying again slower. they’re freaks like that
morning after is always domestic and sweet, sirius hungover and whiny, remus making tea and kissing his forehead, both of them discussing latest gossip while snuggling in bed
