what about best friend Barty getting treasure a HUGE bouquet of flowers (as he does every year) and her boyfriends being stressed that they were outdone on Valentine’s Day😬
happy valentines day <3 <3
poly!wolfstar x rosier!reader who is Barty's Valentine, apparently [870 words]
CW: best friend!barty, fem!reader, rosier triplets, fluff
Remus thinks he might understand now why your brother had simply laughed in their faces when they asked for his advice regarding Valentine’s day.
And he thinks he might also understand now why Evan continued laughing every time he saw them in the hallways ever since.
Sirius, however, didn’t appear to be as understanding.
“Well…what in the sodding fuck?” He spat as he refused to sit, staring at you and Barty as the two of you sifted through the various sweets and goodies in an honest-to-Godric overflowing basket he’d procured for you. “I thought she was our Valentine.”
“She is.” Remus placated, but even he didn’t know how much he believed himself as you smiled at the very large bouquet of exotic, rare, and very difficult to acquire flowers, all in various shades of your favourite colour.
“Those aren’t even in season!” Sirius hollered. “How’d he find those?”
“He knows a guy.” Pandora responded simply as she smiled at the sight. Remus supposed he was glad someone seemed happy for you, seeing as neither Sirius nor Remus could bring themselves to feel the same.
“He knows a guy.” Sirius mimicked petulantly, staring Pandora down before pulling out a scrap piece of parchment from his book bag along with a quill and slamming it down in front of her. “Write down the guys contact information.”
“Please.” Remus amended, earning him a knowing smile from Pandora before she took the parchment and quill and wrote it down.
“They’ve been doing this for years, you know.” She explained as she slid Sirius’ saving grace over to him. “Ever since first year, they really go all out.”
“I can see that.” Sirius grumbled as he finally took his seat, looking down at the box of sweets, a plush dove, and a bouquet of charmed roses they had bought for you.
“It’s nice that she’s so…loved, yeah?” Remus tried, pressing a conciliatory kiss to his boyfriend’s head as he tried to convince himself the same. Could he really blame Barty for treasuring you the way that he did? He didn’t think so. And an excited squeal leaving your lips as you discovered a different flavour of candy at the bottom of the basket forced a smile onto his lips, too.
Could he really hate someone who made you so happy?
“I hate him.” Sirius grumbled, though Remus was certain he could see the hint of a smile on the long-haired boy’s face. Thankfully, Pandora seemed to notice, too.
“She’s very lucky to have the two of you.” She declared, but Remus noticed a very Evan-esque cunning look in her eyes that told him the statement wasn’t entirely innocent. “A weaker man wouldn’t be able to see the value of loving someone who is so well-loved.”
Sirius physically deflated as he let out a groan. “Okay, okay, Pandora. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” She smiled as Remus chuckled, rubbing Sirius’ back comfortingly.
“There you boys are!” You cheered, appearing behind them with a beaming smile on your face. Sirius did his best to match it, and Remus hoped you couldn’t see the amount of effort it was taking him.
With this, you handed each of them a small bouquet of moonflowers and asters, each adorned with a small dove-shaped charm attached to the stems.
“For my moon and my star.” You explained eagerly, tucking one shoulder up to your ear as you smiled bashfully at them.
“Asters… the Greek word for star.” Sirius murmured in awe.
“Dove, this is too-”
“Hush.” You chided, pressing a kiss to Remus’ overly hot cheek before pressing one to Sirius’ eagerly awaiting one; both boys thanking you for the sweet gift.
“This is for you, doll.” Sirius offered, suddenly sounding about as small as Remus thought he ever heard from the notoriously brash boy, hanging you their gifts which you took in your hands almost reverently.
“Oh…” You breathed, looking at the simple gifts as though they were great treasures. “They’re beautiful.”
Sirius scoffed, obviously of the belief that you were simply placating them.
Until you sniffled.
“Dovey.” Remus cooed as you shoved your face in the roses to hide the tears.
“Wha- why are you crying, dolly?” Sirius chuckled, standing from the bench in order to turn you towards him. “What’s with the tears, hm?”
“You two are so lovely.” You mumbled into the flowers; still teary, but Remus could hear the smile laced in your words.
“What have you sods done?” Barty barked, suddenly standing behind Pandora across the table. “You’ve made my Valentine cry.”
“She’s our Valentine this year, Junior.” Remus stated patiently, earning him an indignant huff from the Slytherin.
He didn’t have a chance to retort, though, when you pulled the flowers away from your face to level him with a look.
“What’d you get your boyfriend for Valentine’s day, Barty?”
A few beats of silence followed the fall of Barty’s face before he hissed a few expletives and went fleeing from the Great Hall, no doubt hoping to make it to Hogsmeade before classes started.
With that, everyone turned to look at Evan who had been sitting quietly during the whole ordeal.
“It’s okay.” He said with a shrug. “I didn’t get him anything either.”
poly!wolfstar x rosier!reader who ends up being a Seer [1.8k words]
A/N: concept developed with @unstablereader, based off of this post
CW: fem!reader, background jegulily, brief mention of seizures, rat-phobia & anti-rat ideologies, ganging up on Peter, siblings, name calling, Slytherin and Gryffindor rivalries, snakes
Remus noticed a slight change in you about halfway through Sirius’ long winded tale of the Marauders’ last prank, but he attributed your lack of attention and enthusiasm to a disinterest in the brand of petty mischief that the boys usually found themselves in.
But it was when you failed to rouse from your stupor at the end of his story that Remus officially began to worry.
“Doll? You okay?” Sirius finally asked, leaning forward in his place on the loveseat in an attempt to make eye contact with you. You didn’t even blink.
“She okay?” James asked cautiously as he and Lily came down the stairs from the boys’ dorm to find the two boys fretting over you.
“I don’t know…” Remus admitted, inching forward in his own chair as he reached for your wrist in an attempt to garner your attention.
Nothing.
“What’s wrong with her?” Sirius whispered; voice officially taught with nerves.
“Is it a seizure?” Lily continued, moving to stand behind the sofa that Sirius was settled on. “Like, one of those absence seizures?”
Remus hummed thoughtfully as he pulled your hand into his. “She never said anything about being prone to them. Hey, lovely. What’s-”
His question, though, was interrupted by the sound of the portrait whacking against the stone wall as it was hastily opened; Barty Crouch Junior ducking into the Gryffindor common room behind a very nervous looking Peter that he had by the collar of the poor sod’s uniform shirt.
“Don’t touch her.” He barked at Remus and Sirius, though Remus could see that the concern Barty carried for you softened some of his rougher edges.
“What’s going on?” Sirius asked quickly, though he heeded Barty’s instructions and moved to stand next to Lily and James in order to make space for the Slytherin.
“She’s alright.” Barty murmured, his tone was soft for your benefit though you still didn’t look as though you registered him. Or anything, for that matter; mouth moving ever so slightly as though you were whispering, but no sound fell from your lips.
“You’re okay, treasure.” Barty said again as he placed one hand to your chest, pressing gently against your sternum which forced a huge breath to woosh from your lips. “That’s it, deep breath. You’re alright, atta girl.”
Barty managed to convince you to take two more deep breaths, though you were still in a state as Barty began to stand from his crouched position.
“Alright, up you get, then. Let’s go find Thing Two and Thing Three, huh?”
“Junior, what’s happening?” Remus finally asked as he stood; both he and Sirius wordlessly agreeing they weren’t willing to leave your side.
“She’ll be fine once we find her siblings.” He hissed, though his ire melted significantly when your one hand migrated up to your mouth as you started to chew at your nails, before he tried again - softer this time “I’ll let her tell you, okay?”
The three boys trailed after you - whilst Lily, James, and Peter [never ones to be left out of anything] followed after them - as you slowly made your way to the Slytherin dungeons, your free hand raised and hovering over Barty’s extended one, though he never made to grab it; Barty simply let the familiar weight of his presence be enough, as though the warmth radiating from his outstretched palm was all it took to keep you steady.
They were just about to step through the door to the Slytherin common room when they met up with Regulus who was following Pandora in much the same way; your sister's eyes scrunched shut as though she were fighting off a wicked migraine.
“There’s two.” Regulus said in way of greeting, whether that be to Pandora, to you, to Barty, or even to his two partners, Remus and Sirius didn’t know; you and Pandora simply carried on over the threshold and pattered down the stone stairs.
They found Dorcas sitting on a low coffee table in front of a sofa which saw Evan hunched over, elbows on his knees as he held his hands over his ears.
Wordlessly, you and Pandora took a seat on either side of your brother, and Remus watched as you finally blinked through the haze you’d fallen under.
“Dovey?”
You swallowed thickly, blinking a few more times before you seemed to register your audience; Remus, Sirius, James, Peter, Lily, Regulus, Dorcas, and Barty all stood on the other side of the coffee table as Evan finally lifted his head from his crouched position, and Pandora opened her eyes - her gaze immediately falling on the Marauders.
“Eugh!” Evan finally let out in disgust as he hastily stood. “A rat?”
“What?” Dorcas asked, sharing concerned looks with Regulus and Barty.
“Oh my gods that’s so creepy.” You murmured around a shiver as you stood as well. “The tail.”
“Don’t be rude, you two.” Pandora chided in that gentle way of hers. “Lots of people in the castle have rats as pets. They’re very intelligent.”
“Yeah but I don’t usually have to share a meal with them!” Evan argued as he gestured at Peter, causing the Gryffindor to rear his head back.
“What are you on about?” Regulus asked carefully as he took a cautious step away from one of James’ oldest friends, but the three of you carried on.
“Typical that Black is a dog. Always seemed like a bit of a bitch to me.” Evan muttered, earning him a swat up the side of the head and a reproachful “Evan!” from you.
Remus wasn’t entirely sure what was going on, but he was entirely sure it wasn’t going to be good news for him.
“I never knew James could be so majestic.” Pandora mused aloud, tilting her head as she took in James’ form, causing the usually flaunting chaser to shy under her gaze.
“He’s a deer.” Evan spat in monotone, looking at him as though he had just grown three heads.
“They’re called stags, Ev.” You corrected him.
“Thank you.” James professed, clearly happy to have an ally for this long held debate.
“What…is going on right now?” Lily finally asked, looking between the siblings who paid her no mind and the Slytherin’s who were still looking at Peter with an air of distrust. Remus thought he was going to be sick.
“Lupin’s kind of hot, though, isn’t he?” Evan mused as he gave Remus a thorough once over, nodding his head as though he liked what he saw.
“Right?” You asked excitedly, smiling at Remus with your hands clasped under your chin as though you had found a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.
“I agree.” Pandora stated simply.
“You know what, Y/N? I get it.” Evan decided with a nod, turning to grin at you. “Not too bad.”
“Right?!” You asked again, nearly squealing in excitement this time.
Pandora hummed in agreement. “Remus is a good life partner, Y/N.”
“Black, on the other hand…” Evan muttered rather petulantly, causing a disbelieving breath to escape Sirius’ lips.
“You know what? One out of two is a good start.” You offered before Sirius could retort, and Remus almost laughed at the way the long-haired boy deflated at your sweet smile being directed at him.
“So, you’re a seer?” Remus finally managed, bracing for impact at what he already knew to be true.
“I…am. I’m sorry.” You offered, chewing on your lip as you looked apologetically at him. “It’s…complicated though, and it wasn’t only my story to tell.”
You nodded over at your siblings as you explained, and Remus found he could hardly fault you for having your secrets, especially not when you now knew he and Sirius had been keeping one of their own.
“And you saw…us?” James input then.
“Don’t be flattered, Potter, it’s not that deep.” Evan sneered at him.
“Play nice, Ev.” Pandora scolded, and though your brother rolled his eyes, he did manage to keep any other comments to himself.
“And are you…upset?” Sirius asked quietly, stealing a glance at Remus as he did. Are you scared? Disgusted? Angry? rang through Remus’ head.
“Yes.” You and Evan chorused, looking at Peter with expressions of distrust and disgust respectively, before you continued. “But no, not at you.”
“None of you?” Sirius carried on, looking at Evan who shrugged coolly and Pandora who shook her head serenely.
“Pettigrew can leave now, though.” Evan stated.
“Oh come on.” Peter whined. “I’m not that bad!”
“Do you know why no one in Slytherin own’s rats, Pettigrew?” Evan drawled, earning him a snort of laughter from Dorcas and a cackle from Barty before Regulus moved to answer for him.
“They all get fed to Mr. Smee.”
“Mr. Smee?” Peter - stupidly - asked.
With this, Barty smiled menacingly at Peter before lifting up his sleeve to expose a large ball python that was twisted around his forearm. “Mr. Smee.”
“Why did the lot of you need to start dating Slytherins?” Peter muttered as he stomped towards the stairs and out of the Slytherin common room.
“That wasn’t very nice, my love.” James chided, though his beaming smile really belittled any chagrin he was trying to imbue in his tone as he smiled at his boyfriend.
“Is…that just always on your person?” Sirius asked Barty as he eyed the snake warily.
“Why?” Regulus asked then, voice a few octaves higher as he smiled near maniacally at him. “Does that make you nervous, big brother?”
“Okay,” Sirius decided, moving to hold his hands out to you, “time to go, he’s getting scary.”
You and Remus shared a smirk as you allowed Sirius to pull you up, swaying only slightly after the ordeal but stabilising quickly with a boyfriend on each side of you.
“There’s no need to be scared, Black.” Barty taunted as the three of you made to leave.
“See? Told you; a bitch.” Evan repeated, and without hardly slowing your stride, you pointed your wand over your shoulder and cast some silent hex which caused your brother to launch nearly two feet off the sofa as he yelped in pain.
The three of you were just about back to the Gryffindor common room - a spring present in Sirius’ step after having left ‘that unpleasantness’ [the company of Slytherins] - as you turned towards Remus and pulled the collar of your robe away from your shoulder, exposing only the tail of a snake that was curled around your upper arm.
“Guess this means I ought to keep Tinkerbell a secret, then?”
And Remus took a moment to appreciate your mischievous smirk as you corrected your uniform and shot him a wink, wondering how in the world he got so lucky as to have someone who might not only come close to understanding his plight, but who also found the fact that one of his best friends could turn into a rat more disturbing than his lycanthropy.
“Sure.” Remus agreed, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Until the time is right, of course.”
poly!wolfstar x Rosier!reader who is to go nowhere near them under any circumstances [667 words]
CW: fem!reader, siblings, rivalries, chaos and fluff
“Oi! Rosier!” Sirius called, dodging a few first years who went careening by him as he made his way over to the Slytherin table. “What’s the deal with your sister?”
Evan fought (and lost) against an eye roll as the hand currently gripping his spoon tightened.
“For the last time” he seethed “I have no bloody clue what a wrackspurt is.”
“No, not that one.” Sirius dismissed with a wave of his hand. “The other one.”
Evan’s eyes narrowed at the Gryffindor. “Y/N?”
Sirius smiled. “Yeah; what’s her deal?”
“What do you mean ‘what is her deal’?”
“You know…is she single? Does she like blokes? Do you know where I can find her?”
Sirius had barely gotten the end of his sentence out when Evan’s hand slammed against the table, earning him a look of concern from Dorcas who protectively slid her bowl of porridge closer to herself.
“Why in the buggering fuck would you want to know?” Evan demanded.
Sirius offered a flippant shrug of his shoulder. “She’s fit, yeah? I’m thinking of asking her out but thought I should check first.”
“I thought you were dating Lupin!”
“I am dating Lupin!” Sirius confirmed with a wide smile just as Remus appeared behind him.
“‘Lo, Rosier. Meadows.” Remus greeted.
“Lupin.” Dorcas greeted in turn, though Evan didn’t bother with the pleasantries.
“Oh come on! What’s with you bloody Gryffindors?! Your weird friends already stole Reg!”
Sirius’ brows furrowed as he looked towards the offending weird friends currently sitting on either side of his brother at the Gryffindor table.
“Stole? Wasn’t he technically mine first?”
Evan didn’t grace that with a response, simply pushing his bowl away from himself and making to stand.
“No. Nope. Absolutely not. I cut my losses with Reg, I made peace with the Hufflepuff,” Evan stated, gesturing vaguely to Regulus and then to Pandora who was sitting nearly on top of one Xenophilius Lovegood, “but Gryffindors?! Not a fucking chance.”
“Awe, come now, Rosier, there’s no need for that-” Remus started, but was interrupted by Evan calling Barty’s name.
“You rang?” Barty drawled as he jumped down from one of the high windows, apparently having been enjoying his breakfast from above.
“They’re doing it again.” Evan complained.
“What do you mean?”
“These two fancy Y/N.” He explained petulantly as he gestured towards said two.
“Again?! What is with you Gryffindors?!” Barty screeched, turning to ask what Sirius assumed to be a rhetorical question. “First Potter and Evans ruin our Blackier wedding-”
“The what wedding?” Remus asked cautiously.
“The Black-Rosier wedding, Lupin, do keep up.” Barty spat at Remus’s interruption. “Do you know how adorable my nieces and/or nephews were going to be?!”
“When in Merlin’s name was Reg and Y/N dating?” Sirius asked then.
“They weren’t.” Dorcas offered in monotone. “Barty just likes making 10 year plans.”
“But…other people’s?” Remus tried, but the conversation was swiftly moving along.
“Go find Y/N,” Evan directed Barty, “she’s to go nowhere near these two.”
Barty’s interest seemed positively piqued at that; foiled 10 year plans forgotten. “Oh! A little game of finders keepers? Don’t mind if I do!”
And the two Slytherin’s were off.
“Are…are you boys going to do something about that?” Dorcas asked after a few beats of silence, gesturing towards the direction that the two boys had just disappeared with a flippant thumb.
“She’ll sniff those two out in a matter of minutes and avoid them like the plague.” Remus snorted as leaned forward to pluck a strawberry from the spread. “Besides, we’ve got a secret weapon.”
“Astronomy tower.” Sirius offered conspicuously as he folded the map up and tucked it back into his pocket.
“Brilliant.” Remus confirmed, offering Dorcas a salute. “Best be off.”
“Stay out of trouble, will you?” Dorcas called after them, though she knew it was a lost cause.
“You know what, Meadows?” Sirius returned as he followed Remus backwards. “I don’t think I will.”
Ok so @unstablereader sent me this tiktok and the following concept I thought I’d run past y’all 🤔 idk how I’d turn it into a fic but it might be good day dreaming content! Or maybe y’all have ideas how we could spin it
Rosier triplets who are “Seers” BUT in the hear no evil see no evil speak no evil kind of way
Pandora can see the future 🙈
Evan can hear the future 🙉
Reader is the only one who can speak it 🙊
You need all three or you only get half the picture
Can you please tell us about Rosier triplet reader?
hahaha aaah she was sort of just a vague imagine I'd been playing around with @unstablereader, she's actually been my daydream content to fall asleep to recently.
It actually just started off as a FWB situation, established relationship wolfstar x fem!Rosier [who was in my head a triplet with Evan and Pandora]. But right when the boys were ready to admit they had very much caught feelings and wanted to make her their third, she sort of starts ghosting them? not returning their owls, doesn't show up to places they used to see each other etc.
they finally decide to corner her at a Rosier gala (my imagine was that the parents were sort of retiring from the estate and leaving it in the siblings hands, so it was their 'going away' party sort of thing), and she ends up telling them she's pregnant. that she was trying to figure out how to tell them but ultimately hadn't been brave enough.
the boys are floored, reader is being asked to return to the party for speeches or pictures or something, and she quickly looks back at them like "I'm sorry...this isn't how I imagined telling you. But I want you to know that I don't expect anything from either of you; this isn't what you signed up for."
Sirius runs - not for long but he does this sometimes when things feel too big - remus is left stewing. eventually of course Sirius comes back and begs remus for forgiveness for abandoning him when he needed him, and they agree to approach reader [and apologize to her, too]. Turns out reader hadn't told anyone else she was pregnant either. she wanted to tell them first, and then once she had, she wanted to know where they stood before she had to explain to everyone
one day pandora shows up at Wolfstar's flat - they find it odd (she's never come to visit before) but let her in. she asks what they plan to do re: her sister, they assure Pandora they are with her all the way and are excited. she seems pleased and stands to leave, pausing to say "though, I should have you know, I do have two other men lined up and willing to father a Rosier baby should the two of you fail to pull through for them (them = sister and baby)"
and then funny stuff was going to happen after that but idk if I wanna write it so I don't want to give too much away!
