please keep hitting on my girlfriend…. 💵how much for a fic💵
YUP sure okay 🫡
smutty part two here
moonwater vs Barty Crouch Jr x fem!reader [700 words]
CW: pre-established poly!moonwaterkiller, flirting, swinging? I guess, semi-open relationship/boundaries idk
Remus felt bad, he really did; he’d been caught ogling you. Again.
It wasn’t right; you were in a relationship, he was in a relationship. His boyfriend was standing right beside him (ogling you as well, but that was another matter altogether).
And he’d been caught.
He let out a sigh and made to approach you and your boyfriend - planning to apologise for being a creepy sod - when he noticed the telltale signs of mischief in your boyfriend’s eyes.
“Lupin, Regulus.” Barty drawled, his sardonic smile growing nearly tenfold when his eyes fell on his blushing yet scowling housemate. “Come to admire the view?”
“Barty…” You murmured shyly, suddenly unable to look anywhere but at your shoes. They were nice shoes, mind you; Remus wasn’t sure how you could stand in them, much less float around in intricate ballroom style dances that usually took place at the Yule Ball, but they were beautiful all the same.
You were beautiful all the same.
Fucking dammit, this was what had gotten him in trouble in the first place.
“Oh come now, treasure. It’s not their fault, yeah?” He cooed at you patronisingly, brushing a gentle finger over your no doubt scorching cheeks as you continued to refuse eye contact with any of the wizards. “I can hardly fault them for recognising such beauty when it’s standing right in front of them.”
“Are you teasing us or her?” Regulus bit out, and Barty’s smile was officially beaming.
“Take your pick?”
“You do look lovely tonight, dove.” Remus offered earnestly, wincing at the moniker that seemed to slip out on its own accord; Barty’s shoulders seemed to raise in excitement. “I’m sorry if we’ve made you uncomfortable though, we shouldn’t be staring.”
You stole a glance at Remus then, as if confirming for yourself that he was being sincere before you turned to scowl at Barty as you responded. “S’not you making me uncomfortable.”
Barty let out an offended scoff and clutched at a set of nonexistent pearls. “What did I do?”
“You’re goading them.”
“Yeah, you’re goading us.” Regulus parroted rather immaturely. Remus pat his hip chidingly.
“As I’ve said already, they can hardly be faulted for recognising what a beautiful witch you are.” He argued, smile turning mischievous again before he continued. “And I can hardly be faulted for showing you off.”
“Oh for Salazar’s sake.” Regulus hissed, finally moving to step in front of Remus. “Care to have this dance, Y/N? Get away from your lunatic boyfriend?”
Your smile seemed to be both relieved and shy as you accepted his outstretched hand.
“Thank you.”
And Remus watched Regulus swift you away, glaring menacingly at Barty and then victoriously at Remus before the two of you disappeared into the crowded dance floor.
“I really am sorry, you know. I don’t mean to make it weird.” Remus offered sincerely, watching Barty’s brows furrow in confusion.
“Sorry for what?”
“I-” Remus started, suddenly confused as to the notoriously territorial, rather maniacal boy’s behaviour. Or rather lack thereof. “Well…”
“For checking out that absolute bombshell?” He provided, gesturing towards your general direction with a flippant thumb. “I can hardly blame you for that, can I?”
“Well…I- I guess, but we shouldn’t make it so obvious. Or try to control ourselves with the endearments.” He muttered to himself at his slip of the tongue.
“Oh, gods no.” Barty denied quickly, looking almost distraught at the thought. “Please keep hitting on my girlfriend.”
Remus could only stare at him, dumbfounded.
“In fact, you should up the ante; have you seen how cute she gets when she’s all flustered? Or when she pretends to be peeved over it? The little furrow between her brows is my favourite.” He added with a laugh.
“What?” Remus finally managed.
Barty’s smirk turned playful. “Come now, Lupin. It’s all in good fun, yeah?”
The Slytherin began taking slow steps backwards from Remus, giving him a very pointed and obvious appreciative once over. “In fact, it’s really rather hot.”
And with that, the wizard shot Remus a flirty wink and disappeared into the body of bodies lining the dancefloor, leaving Remus standing near the punch bowl very confused and a little aroused.
poly!moonwaterkiller but it’s barty who lost a bet and has to sit out during sex while treasures gets fucked by an already annoyed regulus from a misbehaving barty, and barty is only egging him on further, while remus holds reader up praising softly!!!!
like I said barty’s sitting across the room being cheeky as fuck and is only allowed to join/help when he’s came in his pants (and as you said in your previous head canon, babe does not care. he said “done, what next?”)
poly!moonwaterkiller x fem!reader who is having a hard time with xmas [1.2k words]
this was a prompt from 🎱 that I must have deleted by accident because I can't find it in my inbox! I'm sorry! I can't remember the whole request but basically; poly!moonwaterkiller with reader who maybe grew up in a similar household as Reg and is super stressed/nervous with the impending holidays and sort of breaks down - the boys taking care of her.
CW: Christmas being a hard time of year for people, broken glass, reader and Remus are going to be the death of Reg & Barty [but they love it], a sickening and downright disgusting amount of pet names - it’s criminal, implied past abuse/toxic environments, hurt/comfort
Regulus felt a little shameful at the fact he didn’t spot the signs before it was too late.
Though he supposed it was less that he didn’t spot the signs, but rather that he didn’t think it would have led to this.
This being you currently sniffling in the middle of the hallway on your knees, both boys approaching you from opposite ends of the hall after hearing the sound of glass shattering.
“Treasure?” Barty asks in the softest tone Regulus thinks he’s ever heard from the notoriously abrasive boy. “Are you okay, love?”
You nod quickly, though your head stays pointed to your lap and the sniffling ceases when you seemingly hold your breath.
“What’s the matter, amour?” Regulus ventures, sharing a concerned look with Barty who seems to shrug helplessly at him. What Regulus wouldn’t do to have Remus here right now; he always knew what to do.
“I’m sorry.” You whisper; voice taught and high as you suck in another shuddering breath.
“What’re you sorry for, sweetness?” Barty prompts, obviously distressed if his attempt at every endearment was anything to go by.
“I…I broke it.” You whimper; another shuddering breath. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
You’re nearly sobbing by the time Regulus makes it to you, crouching down behind you and placing a gentle hand on your tense shoulder when he notices shards of glass; a few in your hands and a pile in front of your knees.
“Oh, amour; is that glass? Are you hurt?”
“I’m sorry.” You repeat.
“Treasure; are you hurt?” Barty tries a touch more severely, both boys clearly more concerned about your safety than the broken decoration.
“No…no, I’m sorry. I can clean it up, I promise I-”
“Okay, amour, come here, please?” Regulus tries, applying some pressure to your shoulder in order to encourage you to stand, though stopping immediately when you shake him off.
“No! No, I need to clean it up. I’m going to clean it up.” You insist, though your shaking hands end up dropping a few of the shards of glass you’d already managed to pick up.
Regulus didn’t even realise Barty had left until he reappeared; a pair of slippers on his feet, a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other as he crouched in front of you.
“I’ll clean it up, my treasure. Okay?” He asks softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead before you have a chance to answer and starting to sweep it up. “Don’t step, okay? Reg, can you help her up?”
Regulus wraps his arms around your middle and hoists you up, taking the brunt of your weight until you’re a few steps away from the broken glass before placing your bare feet back down onto the hardwood floor.
“I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to be sorry, amour.” He insists as he guides you towards the kitchen to rinse off any broken bits of glass from your hands.
“I didn’t mean to.” You tell him again.
“I know you didn’t.”
You’re sniffling and letting out the odd soft sob by the time Remus steps through the front door of the flat. His face falls significantly when he finds you crying over the kitchen sink with Regulus stationed behind you, wrapped around you protectively as he washes your hands.
“What happened?” Remus all but coos, causing you to let out a pitiful sob.
“We had a bit of an accident, hm?” Regulus answers for you, though he shoots Remus a concerned look.
“Are you hurt, dovey?” Remus asks as he puts down his things and makes it over to you, leaning over the counter beside you in order to inspect your hands.
“No.” You admit; the word sounding as though it was thoroughly forced out of your lungs. “M’sorry.”
“No need for apologies, amour.” Regulus reminds you gently as he shuts the water off, reaching for the tea towel that Remus quickly grabs for him and dries off your hands.
“This week has been a lot for you, hasn’t it sweetheart?” Remus finally asks, lifting one hand to brush a gentle finger over your cheek bone as you nod. He tsks and coos nearly pathetically when you let out another sob. “My poor sweet girl; come here.”
He opens his arm in invitation and you accept it quickly, tucking yourself into his side and properly sobbing into his jumper as he rubs soothing circles up and down your spine and presses his lips to the crown of your head. “You’re okay, hm? Did the boys take good care of you?”
You nod, but Barty answers for you when he enters the kitchen with a dustpan full of glass. “Course we did. That’s what we’re here for, right babe?”
The only response he gets is a single breath out your nose that Regulus figures was supposed to be a chuckle, and Remus’ soft and loving smile that Regulus pretended he didn’t notice caused Barty’s face to flush a pretty pink.
“D’you wanna have a cwtch on the sofa? There’s that new Christmas movie I’d like to watch; would you watch it with me?” He asks you, smiling sadly when you nod into his chest.
“We’ll order something for dinner, okay amour? You guys start the movie and we’ll come join you.”
You heave in a deep breath and remove yourself from Remus’ side, rubbing at your eyes as you turn to the other two boys. “Thank you.”
“Course, Tres. Nothing to thank us for.”
You offer a half smile at that, and whilst Regulus gives you a soft one of his own, Barty simply beams at you.
“Love you.”
“We love you too, mon cœur. Now go queue up the movie.”
“Love you, babygirl.” Barty murmurs, pressing a kiss to your temple as you pass him.
“Thank god you’re home.” Regulus sighs as he deflates significantly, placing himself in your recently vacated spot along Remus’ side.
Remus laughs at him. “What do you mean?”
“It’s hard seeing her so upset.” Barty answers.
“I never know what to do.” Regulus continues.
“You both did perfectly.” Remus argues, smiling at Barty over Regulus’ head. “I know it’s not exactly an easy time of year for all of you; you’re doing well looking after each other despite it.”
“Well duh,” Barty starts, though neither of his boyfriend’s missed the emotional crack in his voice, “I’m perfect at everything I do.”
“Think you can order us the perfect date night dinner then, smartass?”
Barty simply pfft’s at him. “Of course I can, Mr. Moons.”
“I’ll leave it in your capable hands then, handsome.” Remus murmurs salaciously, pressing a kiss to Regulus’ hair and then pecking one on Barty’s temple as he leaves the kitchen to follow after you.
“They’re going to be the death us.” Regulus whispers; lovestruck.
Dude since like you would continue writing poly moonwaterkiller. Idk if you okay with it, but do you mind writing poly moonwaterkiller x sick reader. I mean, we know barty is so fucking wild. Would love to see barty doing anything for reader to make her happy, but moonwater get stress cos "no barty! she shouldn't be outside rn! She's sick!" And Barty be like "but she looks happy out hereee!!!"
Something like that, thank you! And love you both
thanks so much for your request (and your patience in me writing this for you a few months later 😅). I knew I loved the idea; just needed to wait for the right moment to write it!!
poly!moonwaterkiller x sick!reader who Barty is taking very good care of thank you very much
CW: fem!reader is poorly, Barty calls Pandora peculiar [affectionately], disgusting amount of fluff
“Dovey!” Remus exclaimed as he spotted you sitting on the stone floor of a small balcony on the side of Gryffindor tower. “What are you doing out here!?”
It had officially been about a week of this gods-awful flu that was wreaking havoc on your immune system (and more importantly, your lungs) to which Madame Pomfrey prescribed healing draughts, lots of water, and rest.
And this, Remus felt, was decidedly not rest.
He and Regulus rushed to crouch beside your hunched over form to see that your eyes were closed as you pointed your face towards the sky.
“Hi boys.” You offered weakly, still never opening your eyes to greet them.
“Amour, what are you doing out here?” Regulus repeated, placing the back of his hand against your temple and grimacing at the heat radiating from it.
“Getting some sun.” You explained simply. “Haven’t been outside in ages.”
And while Remus knew that to be technically true, he also knew there had been a reason for that.
“Dovey, it’s barely spring and it’s far too cold for you to be out here; besides, it’s mostly cloudy.” He explained, wondering how in the hell you found the energy to move yourself from Remus’ bed all the way out here when you seemed completely incapable of even opening your eyes.
And where the hell was Junior!?
“Exactly; mostly cloudy.” Barty’s voice chimed in as he stepped out onto the balcony to join the three of them with a cup of tea in one hand and a bowl of soup in the other.
“Junior, what in Salazar’s name do you think you’re doing?” Regulus hissed at him as he placed the bowl on the ground in front of you.
“Taking care of our girl.” He hissed back at him before softening as he turned to look at you.
“Hey Treasure, still doing okay?” He asked softly, pushing a lock of hair behind your ear.
You hummed in acknowledgment.
“I brought some tea with lots of honey.” He explained as he placed the cup in your hands.
That, Remus noticed bitterly, enticed you to open your eyes.
“Thank you.” You cooed, though the sentiment was sort of lost in the coughing fit that it elicited.
“Junior, it’s too cold outside; she needs to be in bed.” Remus sighed disappointedly.
Disappointed that he had to play the bad cop, and disappointed because this looked like a really nice way to spend the afternoon.
If you were tired of being sick, Remus was tired of watching you feel so poorly and not being able to do anything to fix it.
“I cannot believe you think me daft enough to leave her to the elements, Lupin.” Barty sneered as he resituated the blanket that had begun to slide off your shoulder. “She has four layers on and a heating charm surrounding her, Evans had some muggle fever reducers that I gave her just before I went to the kitchens, and vitamin D is supposed to support healthy immune system function. So suck my dick; the both of you.”
“Okay.” Remus offered quickly at the same time Regulus let out a tiresome “Barty”.
“You feel better already, don’t you baby?” He cooed as he sat beside you and pressed a kiss to your overly hot temple.
You hummed in the affirmative again.
“Okay, but where are her shoes?” Remus continued, noting the way you were sitting with your knees up to your chest and the soles of your feet pressed firmly into the stone beneath you.
Barty seemed to turn a bit bashful at that before quickly schooling his expression. “It’s quite simple, really. Pandora suggested that she ought to try grounding.”
Though his tone was haughty, he turned bashful again when he received no response from either of his boyfriends.
“Said it would be good for her…chakras or her aura or…I don’t know! Alright!? I don’t know; but Salazar’s saggy balls, she’s been so sick for so long and I just wanted her to feel better. So yeah, I listened to Peculiar Pandora, okay? Sue me.”
Barty hardly had a moment to pout before Remus was wrestling the Slytherin into his lap as Regulus cooed at him.
“Barty’s going soft.” Regulus taunted lovingly.
“I will literally bite your fucking head off, Black; try me.”
“You’re just soft for our girl, hm?” Remus purred into Barty’s ear, relishing in the way the notoriously tense boy melted for him.
Barty made a harrumphing sound half way between reluctant admittance and a whine.
“Be nice to him.” You admonished quietly; opening one eye at Remus and Barty as you leaned into Regulus’ side who had moved to sit beside you in Barty’s place.
“He is being nice.” Regulus defended quickly.
“I’m always nice.” Remus added. “I’m alway nice to you, aren’t I?” He continued as he looked down at Barty, currently curled up in his lap.
“You’re mean.” Barty pouted.
“Come now.”
“Horrid.”
“Yeah?”
“Just awful.”
Remus beamed down at the petulant boy before nuzzling his face into his neck.
“You love it.” He accused.
Barty was quiet for a moment as he drew circles on the back of Remus’ hand. “Maybe.”
Remus was very thankful that Barty was such a clever person, because sitting out here with his three loves on this semi-lovely Scottish spring day felt an awful lot like Remus’ own little personal heaven.
ok so idea: parents poly!moonwaterkiller + fem!reader are called to hogwarts for a parent-teacher conference of sorts after their troublemaker kid was caught following in their parents (*ahem* remus and bartys *ahem*) footsteps by causing general mischief and being a pain in mcgonagalls behind
im imagining remus as the disappointed-but-secretly-proud/amused dad meanwhile barty just openly encourages the kid, leaving poor regulus and reader to try and discourage their kid from further “marauding” if you will
you're literally an angel for a) requesting this and b) waiting almost four months for it 🥹🫶
poly!moonwaterkiller x fem!reader who are called to a meeting at Hogwarts regarding their marauder of a child
CW: targeted prank against Slytherin, naughty child who is a product of naughty parents, Regulus tries really hard to be the bad guy [someone's gotta do it]
Did the Deputy Headmistress’s office used to be bigger? You swore it used to be bigger.
Certainly the chairs used to be bigger? You weren’t sure the last time you were in here that your feet could touch the floor.
You and Regulus sat somewhat rigidly in the chairs of your formidable former Professor’s office whilst Remus sat comfortably as if simply meeting with a colleague and Barty sat incredibly casually as if he was lounging by a pool.
You expected some levity to dissipate when Professor McGonagall strode in with your child on her heels, but Barty simply smiled at the newcomers.
“There’s my girl!” Barty cheered as McGonagall moved behind her desk to expose your kid who at least had the grace to look somewhat chastised. “How are you, sweetness?”
“She’s in trouble, Barty.” Regulus hissed severely, causing you and Remus to grimace slightly as you waved apologetically at her.
“Indeed, Mr. Crouch.” McGonagall agreed quickly as she considered the lot of you from the top of her glasses.
“Uhm, actually, Professor,” Barty started, pasting on what the three of you often referred to as his ‘faux adult voice’, “it’s Mr. Lupin, now, and I expect to be referred to as such.”
McGonagall seemed to be working overtime to stifle the half exasperated and half happy-for-him smile that was threatening to take over her face before looking down at a piece of parchment in front of her.
“Right, well, it appears that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, Mr. Lupin’s.”
Barty seemed nonplussed over the accusation whilst Remus seemed to straighten ever so slightly in his chair.
“Eloise has been doing exceptionally well in her Care for Magical Creatures class; so well, in fact, that she was able to enlist the help of some nifflers that she released into the Slytherin dorms. Many students awoke very displeased that their family crests and various jewellery were missing.”
“Objection.” Barty demanded as he sat up straight. “What evidence do you have that it was her?”
McGonagall pursed her lips as she looked at her former student. “She was caught trying to dispose of the jewellery, Mr. Lupin.”
“Awe, Eloise.” Barty bemoaned then, turning to look at his daughter. “You got caught?”
“Barty…” You whined then, alerting him to the severe glare McGonagall was levelling him.
“This is a very serious matter, Mr. Lupin; though all of the jewellery was returned with the exception of one Malfoy signet ring,” McGonagall paused as Remus’ chuckle-turned-cough and Regulus’ ill hidden smirk at the thought of his poncy cousin-in-law fussing over a child’s ring, “the Slytherin student’s families are not pleased.”
“Of course not, Professor. This is completely unacceptable and will not happen again, isn’t that right, Eloise?” You offered, giving your daughter an encouraging look to agree with you.
“Of course, absolutely, it won’t happen again.” She agreed readily - smart girl.
“And please let the Malfoy’s know that we will compensate them for the missing ring.” You continued, earning you a disbelieving scoff from Barty, a ‘well…let’s not get carried away now’ from Regulus, and a snort of laughter from Remus.
“Very well.” McGonagall offered. “Be that as it may, this act cannot be overlooked; there will be consequences.”
You, Regulus, and Remus quickly agreed verbally, barely masking the muttered “what a rip” from Barty.
“Since Eloise has such a…penchant for creature care, she’s going to be tasked with assisting Hagrid in feeding, mucking, and grooming all of the beasts and their pens on school grounds.”
“All of them!?” Eloise and Barty chorused almost comically, had it not been for the steely glare the deputy headmistress shot them.
“All of them.” She agreed resolutely. “For three weeks, you will be in charge of the hippogriffs, giant toads, thestrals, puffskiens, bowtruckles, and nifflers alike. As well as what other beasts Hagrid needs help caring for.”
Eloise sat back into her chair with a huff at that, looking comically similar to Barty who appeared to be moping in camaraderie.
“That is all for me; I’ll leave you to it for a few moments to catch up and say goodbye, Miss. Lupin.” McGonagall offered her current student before nodding curtly at her former students and exiting her office.
“My sweet, silver sickle; how have you been?” Barty asked then as he opened his arms wide to which Eloise quickly accepted.
“Barty! Do not coddle her!” Regulus admonished then, though you couldn’t help but notice the way his hands seemed to itch to reach out to her.
“Oh, hug your daughter, Regulus.” Remus admonished before Eloise quickly left Barty’s grasp in order to crash into him.
“Sorry, papa.” She murmured into his neck, causing Regulus to heave a great sigh which was mostly just for show.
“Tu me donnes du gris.” Regulus sighed then as he pulled Eloise in tighter to him. “You’re forgiven, but I mean it, amour; plus rien, d’accord?”
“Oui.” She mumbled miserably as she stood up straight.
“Okay, come on then, hug your mum before McGonagall comes back in and chases us all out with her walking stick.” You teased as you stood from your chair; Eloise wasting no time before slamming into your middle. “I miss you, sweet girl.”
“I miss you too, mum.” She admitted before moving, finally, to Remus.
“Oh my gods.” Regulus murmured as he spotted something across the room. “Does McGonagall have the first edition of Nicholas Flammel’s book over there?”
And just like that, one of your fourths had wandered to the other side of the room to peruse his former Professor’s bookshelf.
Swat.
“That was kind of a good one, El.” Remus whispered then, earning him an eye roll from you though you opted to stay silent.
“Yeah! Enlisting the help of creatures that can’t be given detention was brilliant.” Barty agreed readily. “Less brilliant that you were caught, though.”
“I just didn’t want the nifflers to actually run off with all their things! I was going to give it all back.” She harrumphed.
“What about the Malfoy ring?” Remus asked as he held her by his side.
A sinister smile took over Eloise’s face. “That’s at the bottom of the Black Lake.”
“I thought you said you were going to give it all back?” You asked in an accusatory manner.
“To everyone who deserved it back.” She corrected haughtily.
“Well, I’d wager that no Slytherin deserves it back.” Remus argued, earning him a glare from Barty.
“You and me, tonight. We duel at dusk, Lupin.” He spat.
“For Merlin’s sake.” You sighed as you bent down to Eloise’s level. “Sweetheart, I’m so happy that you’re so creative and having so much fun, but please for the love of all the gods, don’t get in trouble next time!?”
“Yeah, be more like your Da over there; he never got caught.” Barty added quickly.
“The trick is having a fall guy; blame it on Haz next time, that’s what I always did to his father.”
“You better not be encouraging her over there!” Regulus called as he began to make his way back over.
“Love you, El!” Remus offered as he stamped a hasty kiss on the top of her head.
“Be good! Love you!” You hissed quickly and you pulled her in for one last quick hug.
“Don’t forget to write us!! Love you!” Barty added before the three of you hurried over to the floo, leaving Regulus shaking his head in exasperation and Eloise with a beaming smile as the three of you disappeared through the green flames.
okay, okay hear me out....pre established poly!moonwaterkiller
barty and reader are together, reg and remus are together. And Barty is OBSESSED with the fact that remus and reg are into her (and she's into them, but maybe just doesn't take their advances seriously). I just know he'd LOVE them fawing over her, knowing they can't actually act on anything without his permission? Barty would know that they're all into each other but drag it out purely for the sexual tension
Could totally see Remus hesitantly bringing it up to apologise for being so obvious and god for bid impeding on a boundary, and Barty is just like ??? no this is turning me on actually please keep hitting on my girlfriend
Like he's into both of them too but that's his treasure? so it's different
Elle can I request cup of cocoa ☕️ poly moonwaterkiller x reader with C for comfort and F for fights? Thank youuu I love all your works I think I’ve reread them all at least five times
you sure can! thanks for playing <3
the winter games
c = comfort; when someone’s feeling down, how do the rest look after them?
so I mentioned in a different ship that Barty's M.O is love bombing, which I think holds true in any dynamic. He may also work overtime trying to keep things fun and happy and making people laugh.
Regulus I think get's very anxious if he feels like the vibes have shifted, but he quietly just preforms acts of service; does tasks for the others, tries to be near by in case that's of any help. Not so great at talking things out, but very good at listening and being a steady presence.
Remus is definitely the most emotionally intelligent in the group haha, shoulder to cry on, offers to talk it out, calm energy, helps them work through whatever is going on - a bit of a fixer, tries to find solutions first, but does understand that sometimes all he can do is listen and empathize.
f = fights; are arguments something that happen often? what are they over, and how are they resolved?
Barty is constantly arguing and fighting with everyone but it's never serious. It's always over very nonsensical things and it usually ends up in the other party laughing over how frivolous Barty is being. I think he's quick to just assume he's in the wrong and takes immediate accountability for it
Regulus is the king of withdrawing and the silent treatment; Barty does NOT handle that well and Remus scolds the ever loving shit out of him for it, as it is a little bit of an abusive behaviour. It is not uncommon for Regulus to cry after a fight.
Remus I think is the kind for things to build up until it just explodes, so his "fights" always end up in him shouting/hollering at someone and then having to come find them later with his tail between his legs because he's horrified he spoke to them like that and never wants to feel "mean"
