#cos I can see Sirius x reader sure

[whenlilyfallsinlove]

jolene

james potter x reader

this is not a good fic for james.. (love him tho) and my remus bias is SHOWING. i love lily. no lily hate.

jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene i'm begging of you please don't take my man jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene please don't take him just because you can

a small part of you knew that, although you were the one dating james potter, lily evans still held a place in his heart. i mean it was sad right? someone you were in love with, someone you were dating, was in love with someone else. but for some reason you had grown accustomed to it, was this stupid of you? yes, maybe. but you didn't want to lose james, as both a boyfriend and a friend. so it felt like a logical thing.

you knew lily evans didn't like james either, not even as a friend. she hated the boy. you thought back to the gossip you had had with her, marlene and dorcas when they found out you were dating him.

"merlin y/n, james?" lily had whispered-shouted the very night she found out that you were dating him.

"hey.. he's not that bad." you chuckle.

"that's not gonna convince her, it's a well known fact lils hates james." marlene laughs.

"that's true." you respond.

"and i thought you liked remus anyway." lily teases.

"that was in like 3rd year, i've been over that ages." you feel your face heat. sure you had liked moony once, but you had liked james for a while now.

"he's better than james though, seriously you can do better y/n." lily tells you.

you giggle, but then see dorcas with a confused look on her face.

"you alright dorcas?" marlene raises an eyebrow.

"yeah i just.. i have a question." dorcas speaks up.

you nod at her to speak.

"when did james get over lily? i'm not saying he doesn't like you of course y/n, but up until the other week, he was obsessed with her." dorcas thinks aloud, in all fairness, asking the question on everyones lips.

you sigh.

"i asked him that, he told me he was trying to deflect the fact that he really liked me, and he was too nervous to flirt with me so flirted with lily instead to hide his true feelings." you mutter, now realising that james' reasoning was.. maybe not the best.

"aww thats cute y/n.." marlene sees the look on your face and tries to comfort you.

"yeah." you smile, weakly.

"and don't worry y/n, i would never go anywhere near potter. and i think he does like you and not me." lily reassures you.

noticing your discomfort, the girls changed the subject, but you couldn't nudge the feeling of doubt in your chest. now that you thought about it, james' reasoning felt a bit.. excuse like? but no, he asked you out, not lily. so he must like you?! relationships were complicating; you guessed you'd have to wait to see how things played out.

your beauty is beyond compare with flaming locks of auburn hair with ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

"hello gorgeous." james grins at you cheekily, planting a kiss on your cheek as you take a seat next to him at the gryffindor table.

"guys do we really need to be doing this at eight o'clock in the morning." sirius fake gags. you stick your tongue out at him in response, causing him to laugh.

"just cos you're lonely padfoot." james chuckles.

sirius playfully rolls his eyes at him, and you see remus looking at you from the other side of the table. you smile at him which he returns but looks away quickly, feeling like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't.

james wraps an arm around your waist, and starts telling you whatever new prank him and sirius were planning on snape.

"and then we were planning to turn his hair green." he smiles at you.

"poor snape." you tease.

"what? you planning on leaving me for snivellus?" james raises an eyebrow, playfully.

"of course." you respond chuckling.

your playful banter was interrupted by lily approaching you, carrying your transfiguration book. of course, you invited her to sit with yourself and the marauders but she didn't like to be near james for long periods of time.

"y/n, you left this in our dorm this morning." she smiles at you and hands you the book.

you smile back. she looked extra pretty today, her green eyes sparkling, her auburn hair shiny. it made you feel a little self-conscious.

"thanks lils, what would i do without you?" you laugh.

"you wouldn't be able to cope, that's for sure." lily smiles at you, giving you a wave, heading back to her own seaat.

"thank godric for that, mcgonagall would've been fuming-" you turn back to james, your words faltering seeing his face.

his face was bright red and he looked distracted as he gazed off into the distance. you followed his gaze to see what was wrong with him. then you realised. james was looking at lily. and he had a stupid goofy smile on his face. what a prick! he was YOUR boyfriend.

"james, are you okay?" you snap him out of his daze.

"yeah yeah, perfectly fine love." he turns back to you, his blush fading.

then it was as if everything was back to normal. sirius, james and peter engaging back into their normal conversation. you were quieter however. remus remained quiet as well, noticing the dejected look on your face. he gave you a comforting smile across the table and you gave him a weak one in return.

at that moment, you wished nothing more to be lily evans.

your smile is like a breath of spring your voice is soft like summer rain and i cannot compete with you jolene.

"i don't want to feel like a second choice to you james! i love you." you sighed. this was yours and james's first argument. and you HATED it.

"i love you too y/n, of course you're not my second choice!" james tries to comfort you.

"i just feel like you're just settling for me because lily doesn't like you!" you admitted.

"well that's not true y/n, i told you.. i was using lily to coverup my feelings for you." james lets out a exasperated sigh.

"sometimes it doesn't feel that way james, i don't want to be the person you settle for just because you cannot have her (iykyk)" you rub your forehead with your hand.

"y/n.." james puts his arm around you. "it's you i'm dating.. not evans. don't be jealous!"

you scoff. "of course i'm jealous, she's beautiful and you were obsessed with her long before dating me."

"and i'm not anymore. just drop it y/n. i love you not her." james frowns.

you sigh and cave in.

"i don't like arguing with you james." you say, as you rest your head on his shoulder.

"i don't like arguing with you either y/n" he sighs, and pulls you closer.

you couldn't stop thinking about lily though. you were friends with her, and she would never intentionally hurt you. you knew deep down james still liked her, feelings don't go away that easy.

he talks about you in his sleep and there's nothing i can do to keep from crying when he calls your name jolene

gryffindor house were infamous for throwing the best parties. and tonight was living proof. gryffindor had just won a quidditch match against slytherin which of course meant a big celebration. and of course, your boyfriend and captain of the team james potter was the main centre of attention.

"he's nuts." you shake your head at sirius, when you see james dancing and obnoxiously singing to dancing queen by abba in the middle of the common room.

"he's bloody brilliant." sirius takes a sip of firewhiskey, chuckling.

the man in question headed towards you.

"y/n, would you care to join me." he jokingly bows down, holding his hand out for you to take.

"indeed i would." you giggle and take his hand.

he pulls you to the middle of the common room, twirling you around/ you laugh and join in singing and dancing. you could tell he was a little drunk but you didn't mind.

as the party went on, you had somehow lost contact with james. he was a social butterfly of course, probably talking to his friends. you yourself were stood with marlene, dorcas and lily, sipping your drinks, giggling at the antics of some of your housemates.

the party eventually thinned out, at about 3 in the morning, when mcgonagall told them to quiet down. eventually it was just you and as you looked towards the jukebox (which was playing jolene by dolly parton) remus carrying a half unconscious james.

you walked up to the two.

"he's drunk too much." remus chuckles.

"unsurprising, i'm sure he had already had about 4 firewhiskeys in the first hours." you smile affectionately at james.

remus notices your smile, and smiles wider.

"you don't usually come to parties, do you remus?" your question catches remus off guard.

"n-no i don't. just wanted to support my friends." he responds, knowing that was probably a good answer judging by the smile on your face.

you turn back to look at james.

"let's get you to bed ay?" you say, trying to wake him.

"l-lily?" james whispers, seemingly in his sleep.

your heart dropped. of course he was dreaming about lily.

"i'm not lily." you grit your teeth. "would you rather have her take care of you?"

remus sees your face and is quick to comfort you.

"don't worry y/n, he's drunk, he probably doesn't know any better." he says.

you nod and sit down on one of the armchairs.

how could you ever compete with lily evans?

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[ghoulie-67-baby]

In too deep- Wizarding world.

Summary: It’s the end of a pretty rough session and you’re stuck in subspace, the boys decide enough is enough and pull you back.

Warnings: Sub!reader, Doms!Sirius, Remus and James, crude language, smut, degradation (minor), praise, thumb sucking, sub space, Crying, use of 'Daddy', cum play (if you squint).

Pairing: Poly!Marauders x fem!reader.

Word count: 1,252.

"Good girl." Remmy swept my hair back from my face as I came down from my 4th high of the day, James' thrusting coming to a stop as he emptied his load inside me, making me whine at the feeling of all three loads of cum mixed and sliding out of me. "That's it Bunny, y'did so well for us." I glanced up at him with a small smile, lips parted as I panted. Another broken moan was forced from me as James pulled out of me, my body extremely sensitive from the three of them sharing me.

"Look Pads, she's clenching around air." James grinned as he sat between my legs, face level with my pussy. "The little cock slut." Sirius shifted across the bed to join him, chuckling at the sight as their cum began to slip out of me towards the sheets below us. "Poor dumb Bunny, all fucked out," I whined, bottom lip trembling as I clutched at Remus, pulling him down to kiss me. He was gentle with me as he kissed back, rubbing small circles onto my stomach as the two continued to stare, transfixed at the sight. I huffed out a sigh at how soft he was being and forced my lips against his a little harder to try and get him to do the same. It didn't work and he pulled away as I whined, desperately wanting to give them more.

"I love how she twitches when she's all cockdrunk and making no sense," Sirius all but growled out, thumb moving to push the cum back into me. I gasped, back arching as my eyes fluttered shut with a shattered moan. "Poor baby." He kissed my thigh gently before moving to the head of the bed and pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth as I stared at him with bleary eyes. "You're so out of it, spacing away, can see it in your eyes Poppet."

"Think that's enough for today Bunny," Remus commented, snapping James out of his trance as he pushed my legs together. "Let's get all clean," I whined in protest, letting my legs fall back open as my head lolled to one side to watch Sirius. His gaze was soft as he sighed, hands reaching out to take one of my own.

"C'mon Poppet, time to come back to us." He muttered against my cheek as he tried to coax me out of my headspace. I shook my head lazily, wanting to give them more. "Yes Bunny, enough for now."

"Don't wanna Daddy, Want more." I whimpered, "I can make y'feel good, m'gonna be good for my daddies." I snaked my hand to take hold of his semi-hard cock, running my hand up and down. I smiled in exhausted delight at the hiss he made from the sensitivity, biting back his moans. Tears filled my eyes as he pulled my hand away from him even though he was almost fully hard. He didn't want me. I turned to look at James who looked down at me sympathetically, shaking his head when I opened my mouth for him to use. The tears flooded over onto my cheeks so quickly and the boys looked heartbroken as I whimpered, trying to hold back a sob. I wasn't entirely sure why I was crying, what the feeling I had was or why they didn't seem to want me but I knew it was agony.

"Daddies don't want me anymore?" I cried, "Have I been a bad girl?" They scrambled to correct me, each blurting out that I'd been perfect for them.

"Bunny, of course, we still want you. We always want you, you've just had enough for today, you're a bit too fuzzy now." James cooed, thumb rubbing over my cheek, wiping tears away though more fell in their place. "You're always our good girl, we just need to take care of you now."

"It's not Daddy anymore either Bunny," Remus added, pulling me up the bed so he was lying against the headboard with my back against his chest. "It's Remmy, Jamesie and Siri 'member." He began to pepper soft kisses against my collarbone as Sirius disappeared to the bathroom making me whine loudly, tears springing up again.

"But Daddy can use my mouth and throat again, make him feel good." I nodded, holding my mouth open and sticking out my tongue.

"Daddy has had enough for today too, Do you need something to suck on?" I gazed up at Remmy and nodded quickly, mouth still open. Just then, Sirius returned from the bathroom with a damp cloth in his hand and a fresh pair of boxers on. "Okay Bunny, we'll clean you up and then I'll give you something." Although I was disappointed I couldn't have his cock now, I waited patiently. Wincing as James held my legs open for Sirius to clean my sore, used pussy. I cried at the oversensitivity as the cloth ran over my clit, wiping away all their cum and my own, James managing to keep my legs open though they twitched and fought against his grip.

Once he was done, I twisted my head up to look at Moony again, opening my mouth and trying to get out of his grip and slide down to get to his cock. I pouted, confused, when he didn't loosen up his grip but instead held his thumb to my lips and pressed into my mouth.

"There you go Bunny, suck on Remmy's thumb and come back to us." I looked at Jamsie and nodded, eyes feeling heavy as I started to suck at Remmy's thumb whilst his other hand rubbed my ribs gently. Siri and James worked together to slide me into a pair of underwear before pulling a blanket from another bed to drape over me. Though my head was still fuzzy, I was slowly beginning to come to, exhausted from the events.

"Hey Poppet, how you feeling?" Pads whispered, sitting by my thighs as his thumb rubbed over my skin.

"M'feeling a little better now," I mumbled, fighting to stay awake. "Jus' tired Siri." The boy in question smiled at me as I used his name, noticing I was drifting back, slowly.

"Atta girl Bunny, when you're a bit more back you need to have some water before you sleep okay?" Remmy spoke, chest rumbling under my chest which soothed me.

"Jamesie, can I have your jumper please?" I held back a shiver as he scrambled off the bed, rifling in his trunk to find his quidditch jumper before bringing it over, and helping me slip it on. "Thank you." I kissed his cheek gently before laying back down with a yawn. I hummed, rubbing my eyes with closed fists as exhaustion set in quicker than expected.

"Here Bun, let's drink first, don't want you t'get ill do we?" With half-open eyes, I pulled the straw into my mouth and sipped at the cold water slowly so I didn't upset my stomach before pulling away. After putting it down, the other two boys, came to join us on the bed, one on either side of Remus and me as I twisted in his grip to lay face down on his chest and get comfortable. As I drifted out of it, the three pressed a kiss to my head and wrapped the blanket around us before I dozed off entirely, cocooned in the scent of the three of them and a warm feeling in my chest.

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[ellecdc]

(not a request, just some thoughts to ponder! godspeed regarding exams dear elle <3)

Thinking about ploy!marauders x reader who get together after Harry's been born? I would think that Remus and Sirius would have been together since school. But reader's always been stuck pining after her loves who were all already in relationships.

But once James and Lily separate the dynamic shifts and I can totally picture Sirius throwing it out there that they should all give being together a good go. James and Lily are still good friends, happily co-parenting.

Just stuck on the idea of what you think the reader and marauders role in raising Harry would be? would they be auntie and uncles? or function more like step-parents? And when James has Harry for the week how would that change their routine? Curious to hear your thoughts!

Lots of love :)

okay okay okay okay I don't have a fic for this but I have another request that I think needs this background for the head canon's I've been obsessed with based off of this suggestion (with @unstablereader's help)

so this isn't a fic but this is an inside look on how a lot of my fics are formulated 🤣😭

okay so I always hate the idea of Lily and James separating 😭 so either it was super amicable OR maybe Harry was the result of a drunken hook up between the two friends?? (before Jamie was with the other Marauders)

either way, I totally think the other's would have a parental/step-parent role. Like if the boys weren't called papa (Sirius) or da (Remus) etc, he'd certainly be like "at my house with my daddy and my moony and my pads!" and Pandora (I love me some good Pandalily) would be 'ma' and Lily was mummy.

So where @unstablereader and I went wild was maybe reader was our whimsical reader? And when Harry was quite young (toddler) and Siri & Jamie were aurors (so would be at work) and in a Voldemort free au we figured maybe Rem would start teaching earlier? That reader would watch Harry for them when it was Jamie's week with their son

And the boys were all obviously in love with her but none of them did anything about it yet. So we imagined this happening during one of Lily & James' exchanges or parent dates:

Lily: so, Y/N's been around a lot lately, yeah? James: oh yeah she's amazing; I mean, three of us and still our household would probably crash and burn if not for her Lily: *knowing smirk*, hm, so when are you guys going to make it official? James: I beg your pardon? Lily: please, Potter. I see the way you blokes look at her James: no no, it's not like that... *not convincing at all* Lily: James. Do you know what Harry calls her? James:........ Lily: he calls her "lovie". in fact, he calls her "his lovie". He thinks that's her name, James. James:...... Lily: he said, and I quote, "I was at home with my daddy, and my papa, and my da, and my lovie!" James:...... Lily: listen here; I have eyes, potter. and if she's as lovely as you're saying she is, you three better snatch her up before panda and I do.

then we imagined that maybe Sirius and Rem were close by

Sirius: *barges in out of no where* NO RED PLEASE YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO US Remus: Sorry guys, I tried to tell him to leave you guys to it. But now that we're here: Lils, please have mercy. The three of us can compete with you and Pandora??? Lily: you guys have a week and then fair's fair.

so a week later when Lily comes by to pick Harry up and reader is there

Lily: *sultry* hello darling y/n: Hello Lily! You know, if you'd asked first I would've said yes Lily: well if they don't treat you right, you know where to find us *James & Sirius come racing over* James: lovie, step away from the door right now Sirius: no more talking to Evans unsupervised *Remus walks in with Harry on his hip* Harry [speaking toddlerese]: mummy! is my wuvie going to wive at bof of Harry's houses? Lily: I'm not sure Has; what does your lovie think? Sirius: *panicked squawking* I SAID YOU CAN'T HAVE HER RED *throws reader over shoulder and disappears further into the house*

the end :)

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[heaven4lostgirls]

Can you pretty pleaaassse write for regulus black x reader angst

Where they were friends and got along really well and because they're both pureblooded there families arranged marriage for them. But then regulus gets paranoid and starts to think badly of you and thinks that you were only ever nice to him so that your parents would arrange marriage. And he thinks that you hold the same awful pureblood beliefs as both of your parents and he is afraid to say anything about it incase you tell his family that he doesn't really believe that muggles are lesser. Then regulus is quite distant and mean in your marriage and he eventually comes to his senses when he realises how upset you are and how much his distance hurts you and he can hear you crying yourself to sleep

pairing: regulus black x fem!reader

warning: angst, regulus is a bit of a dick but he comes around ! miscommunication (i’m sorry✊)

summary: request above

authors note: hi! sorry this took forever, i’m really bad at keeping up with requests but i hope you enjoy this, i always say im hoping to get back into writing but it’s always touch and go, my mental health isn’t great a lot of the time and uni just piles on so much more, hopefully you guys understand ! 🫶🩷

regulus wasn’t used to people sticking around, he had been abandoned by the only person he ever truly cared about and left to fend for himself. which was why he assumed when news of his engagement to you was announced by his parents, at a shared dinner party for the sacred 28, you two would simply…co-exist. never fully acknowledging the others presence yet acquaintances at best.

what a shock to his system it was when he grew to know what a wonderful person you were, never abrasive or hostile like his parents, never boastful like most of the pureblood families he knew, instead you were the embodiment of everything he never knew he wanted, a calm to the raging angst inside of him he couldn’t quell after sirius had left, and that alone left him scared more than any of his parents threats to present him to the dark lord as a servant.

you two had formed a quick friendship due to the circumstances surrounding your fast paced engagement, you were set to marry next august and your engagement had only been announced in april. regulus had no problem performing his duties to his family, however this one came with little to no reluctance from either of you as feelings of love and respect blossomed from the friendship you two shared.

however, as time passed, regulus could slowly but surely feel his walls he had fought so hard to build up, crack. he couldn’t fathom why someone like you would feel so comfortable around him, how you somehow managed to worm your way under his skin like no one ever could, not even sirius.

except as time flew by, he had somehow found some of that “gryffindor courage” as james potter always declared, to tell you about his feelings, emphasizing that if you wished, he would never bring up again if you did not reciprocate and you two would still move forward together into marriage as friends.

to his surprise, you were much more welcoming to his feelings than expected, you two had shared a small kiss as you leant your forehead against his and claimed “i was just waiting for you to see me.”

since you two were already a couple in the eyes of the public, the only people he had really had to tell was your shared friends. as expected, they all reacted joyfully to the news and you both carried through the rest of your year no longer pretending to be in love, but actually falling into it.

however, at the beginning of your 6th year, you could tell something had shifted between yours and regulus’ dynamic. no longer was he patient and comforting, instead he was judgmental and fast to anger. some part of you knew it had to do with his parents but you didn’t have the heart to push your questions onto him.

as time passed you watched as he distanced himself from you, pushing away your touches, rejecting your offers to hang out, blowing you off when he would eventually agree. you could only handle so much of his behavior before you eventually broke when telling your friends.

“i don’t know what to do anymore, it’s like walking on eggshells whenever he’s around because im scared of him snapping at me for breathing too loud” you vent to your friends as you place your hands on your eyes to try keep the tears at bay.

“how longs this been going on y/n?” pandora asks softly as she shares a concerned look with lily. you blubber out as answer that sounds like “a couple of months” as tears leak past your palms.

“i can’t keep doing this” you emphasize to them both, “and you know i can’t break up with him because we still have to get married-“

“break up?!” lily questions surprised, “you can’t be serious y/n.” she says as she places a hand on your shoulder.

“i think you need to talk to him” pandora says again as she smiles softly at you as you look at her with tear filled eyes.

“…what if he doesn’t want me anymore?” you whisper, too afraid to say it out loud in fear of it coming true.

“oh love” lily coos as she drags you into a small cuddle with her and pandora, “you’re gonna need to ask him to know that y/n” she whispers as she rubs your back.

you sigh heavily and nod before looking at the both of them. “okay” you concede as you try and form some sort of a plan to confront regulus, your anxiety spikes at the thought of him not wanting your relationship anymore, you couldn’t imagine a marriage with the man you loved where his feelings weren’t reciprocated.

the next day, you planned to corner regulus at the library before dinner but as you walked up to his table, you heard the voice of not only regulus, but barty as well.

“reg, you know you’re hurting her by ignoring her” barty says with a sigh as you pause behind a bookshelf near the table to eavesdrop.

“you know better than i, that i can never be with someone who thinks the way she does…its disgusting” regulus says with a sneer but you can hear how disappointed he is by the statement.

disgusting? he thinks i’m…disgusting? what is he even talking about? you don’t think you’ve ever done anything remotely bad enough to be called disgusting.

“how do you know she thinks like them?” barty implores and you hear regulus sigh, “you’ve seen how she acts when the sacred 28 talks about the muggles” he says and you frown, part of being a child of one of the sacred 28 meant you had to act your part, regulus knew that better than anyone else. so why was he suddenly judging you and telling barty about your issues when he couldn’t even give you the time of day?

“i don’t know if i can marry someone like her” regulus says again and your heart drops. someone like her, you repeat in your head, every insecurity you ever worked through, comes back in tenfold from that sentence alone. you stumble on your feet from the flashes of tears and heartache from all your deepest points of sorrow.

you shake your head and straighten your back before reminding yourself, if he wants a true pureblood wife, that’s what i’ll be. quiet, docile,…perfect.

your wedding approaches faster than you can imagine, dress fittings, bridal party dresses and events all pass with a blur. never fully there, you encompass a state of numbness.

regulus and all your friends notice how you slowly fall into the facade you usually have in front of your parents, instead this time, it never breaks in front of them.

regulus waits for you to come to him, to seek his comfort like you have so many times before, but it never comes.

he spends his nights worrying about you, questioning if it’s something he’s done, you’re still sweet and loving to him, just…more hollow than you were before.

you embody the perfect pureblood princess and he couldn’t hate it more, he hears from people around you how you’re not sleeping, always coming to class in a perfect face of makeup everyday when you usually only used skincare, in beautiful dresses for hogsmead days when you used to use comfortable clothes.

he tries to talk to you, to question why you’ve somehow flipped the switch out of nowhere, but they go unanswered.

the day of your wedding, he can see past the makeup, your sunken in eyes and red eyes. he still places a soft smile on his face as you stare passively into the distance, never making eye contact with him while saying your vows.

the distance between the both of you grows larger as he starts to believe that this was the life you truly wanted, a prince and princess, a couple born out of need not out of love, arranged perfectly to fit the narrative of pureblood royalty.

however, one night he falls asleep later than usual and hears you cry into your pillow, small pleas of being good enough for him as your body shakes with small sobs. he resists the urge to reach out to you in fear of you not recieving his touch well.

he lies awake as he hears you say, “i’m not like i was before, please let him love me now, oh merlin please” you whisper with clenched hands and eyes that leak tears. his heart breaks at the thought of you existing to please him.

he had seen how his mother had done the same for his father, how she turned cold and abusive with no comfort and love from her partner, how she pushed her self hatred onto her children. how that pushed her eldest son to run away.

he spends the next week racking his brain for what he could’ve done for you to think that way before he realises that the summer after his 5th year, his parents had implored him never to give you anything more than the bare minimum because nobody could be trusted. he remembers pulling away from you and pushing you away in fear of you using him for his fortune.

the idea that his parents had made him internalize that you would never love him just for him, you were moving into this marriage not because of your shared love but because of necessity. his heart drops out of his chest as he realizes all of this must have translated to you and that he now had a lot to make up for.

he plans out meticulously how to get his wife back and slowly but surely, he does. it starts with small things, a single flower that you had told him once you liked the smell of on your nightstand, a pair of earrings you remarked look beautiful when window shopping. a handwritten letter telling you goodmorning and his favorite things about you in your bag before class.

your initial confusion morphs to anger at the thought of changing yourself all for him to want you to go back to the self he called repulsive. you don’t respond to his initial attempts to woo you, but as weeks and months pass, he doesn’t give up.

he speaks to you, really speaks to you, asking you about your day, how he can help you when you’re not feeling well, what you need whenever he leaves the house, small compliments about your cooking or how the colour of your dress matches your eyes.

you two start sharing small good mornings and good nights when going to bed, which then translates to small hand holding or shared touches between each other. the ice around your heart slowly but surely starts melting whenever he’s around, you quickly become accustomed to his quick kisses on the cheek whenever he leaves the room or house.

he holds you at night as he whispers sweet promises of never letting you down again, grasping your face to look into your eyes whenever he compliments you to let you know how much you mean to him.

your heart is now warm and full at the thought of his presence, no longer a shell of yourself, slowly but surely healing with his sweet actions.

#juliwrites #marauders #regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus black angst #regulus x reader #r.a.b #regulus black drabble #regulus black angst x reader #regulus black x fem!reader #regulus x reader angst #regulus angst #harry potter angst #marauders era #marauders era angst

[fourmoony]

fizz pop lolly - James Potter x Fem!Reader

smut, barely any plot. p in v. unprotected sex. language. james is a bit of a perv.

18+ work, minors DNI.

not proof read. 2k words.

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It’s pervy.

James knows it’s pervy, but he can’t stop himself. You’re not even aware he’s ogling you, gone in your own world that he imagines has fairies, rainbows and butterflies floating around in that pretty little head of yours. He’s sure if anyone caught sight of him staring, they’d catch on immediately, know just how sick and twisted his mind really is because his eyes are dead set on the hemline of your skirt, his mouth open awaiting flies. You’re resting your hands on the table on the far side of the library, supposedly reading a textbook for a source you need for your essay on Care of Magical Creatures, and the way you’re bent over ever so slightly has your skirt rising from its already high placement.

It's sick. It’s downright fucking twisted. You’re so sweet, so innocent, such a pretty soul – for fucks sakes you run study groups and tutor first years in your rare free time – and all James can think about is how he wants to walk up behind you, put his hand between your shoulder blades and push until you’re flat against the table, flat against his dick.

But.

But it would be criminal not to look, right? Not to enjoy the way you pop your hip to the left when your legs obviously get tired of having stood up for so long. He swears he can make out the bottom of your arse cheek and he about chokes on his own bloody saliva. Your legs look so smooth, like he could run his hands up and down them, listen to the quickening of your breath and feel nothing but silk. God, he’s deranged. Guilt swirls in his stomach with lust, a never-ending battle that he shouldn’t be staring – actually, he should probably go over and tell you he’s likely not the only one looking, for your own sake – but that he physically cannot bring himself to stop.

He can’t stop thinking about you, about how you’d feel wrapped around him, soft and pliant under him, the sounds you’d make. He’s hard as a rock, blood rushing from his head to his dick and he finds it’s getting easier and easier to keep looking, guilt free, with the lack of blood up there.

He’s both grateful and ready to raise hell when Sirius appears behind you, returning from his hunt for a book he’d needed for a prank, and blocks you from James’ view. Sirius takes a seat across from James and he groans inwardly. Sirius’ stupid head is blocking your perfect arse from James’ view and that won’t do.  

“How can I see the book if you’re sitting over there?” James tries.

Sirius looks up, brows furrowed, “Uhm, you don’t need to? I’ll just tell you once I find the spell.”

“Yeah, but- Like, I need to- wouldn’t it be better if I checked it? Made sure it was the right spell?” James stutters like an absolute fool, and he wants to bang his fucking head into the desk.

Sirius catches on immediately. James wants to die as his best friend looks around, spotting you behind him. His head whips around at breakneck speed, his eyes wide with mischief. James jumps into action, trying to cover Sirius’ mouth before he makes an announcement that James Potter is a massive fucking pervert in front of the entirety of the Hogwarts Library. Sirius dodges, laughing maniacally, breathless and sputtering and James just panics and shoves the table as hard as he can into Sirius’ stomach and ribs.

He heaves a breath of air, winded, eyes wide and accusatory. Problem solved, James thinks, whilst Sirius is doubled over, head no longer blocking his view. Until he looks up, eyes searching, and finds you sauntering over, brows furrowed. Shit, he thinks, shit, shit, fucking shit.

“What are you two up to, now?” You ask, brow raised and a hint of a smile on your lips.

And oh god, your lips. So full, so soft, so pretty. James feels like he’s the one who’s had a table slammed into his ribs. Sirius still has his head on the desk, groaning and gasping for air. James couldn’t give two shits when you take the seat next to his, give him your full attention, cross one of your legs over the other and sit oh so bloody pretty. Godric, James would like to ruin you.

“Oh, nothing. Just studying.” James tries his best at casual.

You look at the table in front of you with amusement. There’s no study material. Just empty sweetie wrappers, a couple marbles and the one book Sirius needed for a prank. James flushes red. Fuck.

“Hm. Clearly.” You say, eyes twinkling.

You’re so beautiful, James thinks. So fucking pretty.

“Well,” You chirp when James literally can’t think of anything to say, “Next time Sirius is about to out you for staring at my arse, I’d go for a silencing charm over bodily harm.”

With that, you stand and turn, and James is pretty much face to face with said arse. You bend a little, pretending to fix your socks and James thinks he’s going to die. Literally. Die. Like, on the spot. You’re so sweet, so innocent – or so he thought. He’s in over his head. Truly. His brain simply short circuits. You leave, walking away, swinging your hips as you go and James is up and out of his seat, hot on your heels. You feel him at your back, smile to yourself. Sirius holds a finger up to James as he leaves, only to be thwarted on the back of the head by Madam Pince as she passes.

James follows you through the hallways, up staircases, until he realises, you’re headed for the seventh-floor corridor. It’s dark and abandoned and a well-known area for hooking up. His heart rate accelerates. If he’d have known you’d catch him staring and bring him here? He’d have felt less guilty about it and done it way more often.

You stop and turn to face him at the end of the corridor, swallowed by shadows but he can still see the bright shine to your eyes, the wideness of your smile. You’re waiting, playing games and James always wins.

“You were showing off on purpose?” He asks, crowding you against the wall.

You look up, bite your lip and fuck James is pretty much gone already. Your head tilts, hair sprawling over your shoulder, picture of innocence. James knows now that it’s a farse. And he’s determined to break the act, have you begging, pleading, destroyed for and by him. Your hands, dainty and a little cold, reach out for his forearms, pulling him slightly towards you. He smiles, a hint of knowing in his eyes that has your knees buckling.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about, Jamie.”

James tuts, towering over you. He presses his lips to the side of your neck, inhales your perfume and fuck he’s hard all over again, “You know fine well what you were doing to me.”

You hum, hands running up his arms to rest on his shoulders, sliding around to the nape of his neck and grabbing a fist of his hair. “Maybe.”

James smiles, nips the skin at the nape of your neck. He pushes his weight against you, you sigh in delight. His hands are everywhere, along your waist, the tops of your thighs, your tits. It’s not until he slides his hands up your skirt, desperate to feel the flesh of your arse that he realises you’re not wearing any underwear and he almost comes on sight. His breath is shuddering, mouth pressed against the skin of your neck and dear Godric, he thinks, how could he have ever assumed you were anything other than a dirty, filthy slut?

“I really wanted to take my time,” He huffs, pulling back until he’s centimetres from your lips, “But right now the only thing I can think about is ruining you.”

You nod, a huff of breath like it’s been punched out of your lungs at his words, “Please.”

With that, James kisses you. Hot and heavy and dirty and fuck he’s never been so glad to have been perving on you. You moan when he lifts you up, hands firm on the backs of your thighs, like you weigh nothing and keeps you propped up with his hips against the wall. It’s all consuming, having him everywhere, all around you. His smell, his sound, his tongue searching your mouth, his lips, his teeth, his hands, his dick, pressed so nice against your bare cunt.

He shifts, you squeal, head hitting against the brick wall.

His fingers trace you, teasing, only for a second, before he’s knuckle deep and you’re keening, bucking against him, fingers digging crescent moons into his shoulders. James swears he’s in heaven, the way he has you – desperate and soaking fucking wet. All because of him.

“James,” You moan, one hand cupping his neck and cheek, your hooded eyes are looking into his, “Need more. Need you. Please.”

James isn’t going to make you ask twice. Maybe when he has more time. Next time he’s going to take his time. Next time he’s going to be patient, watch you fall apart, make you beg. At least, he hopes there’ll be a next time. He thinks he might die if he never gets to see you like this again. Your head is thrown back, neck exposed, breaths coming in pants as he whips himself out of his trousers. He lines himself up, you keen, and he takes a deep breath before he slams up into you.

You practically scream, clenching around him, legs tightening around his waist. James swears he sees stars. You’re so warm, so tight, and you’re whimpering and bucking against him. He feels hot and heavy and he’s hitting spots you never imagined. The breath punches from your lungs when he sets a fast and hard pace, hands gripping at any skin he can find. He’s moaning into your skin, grunts and profanities and you’re sure that anyone who comes within a mile of the seventh-floor corridor will hear the sinful noises coming from the pair of you.

It’s hot and dizzying and your skin feels like it’s on fire with every thrust that he bullies into you.

“Fuck, you’re so hot, so tight…” James is aware he’s just speaking his mind, unfiltered and uncaring. He has no shame, not when he’s slamming into you like it’s his sole purpose on this earth. Maybe it is, he thinks.

You groan, clenching around him, “Jamie, I’m so close.”

“I know, I know, let go, pretty girl.” He coos, reaching between you to rub at the swollen bundle of nerves that’s been crying out for attention.

You spasm, coming on the spot at the stimulation and his words. He’s two seconds behind you, an embarrassingly loud moan escaping him, but he can’t find it in him to care when you’re still whining and bucking against him. You’re both seeing stars, pressed together, still fully clothed, breathless, and floating down.

Realisation sets in, the silence of the corridor is deafening.

Until you laugh.

You giggle maniacally like he’s said the funniest thing in the world and James frowns in confusion. He lets you down, tucks himself back into his pants all whilst you’re still giggling. It’s not until you stop, breathless, and reach up to press a kiss to his lips that he smiles dumbly.

“Took you long enough, Potter.”

James’ head spins. You’re there, standing in front of him, two seconds after being completely ruined, whining, and bucking on him, innocent act completely gone. He’s so dopily happy at the way you’re smiling up at him.

“How long-“

“The time you were staring at me eating a fizz pop lolly.” You answer for him.

This time, James laughs. Six months. You’ve known for six months that he’s been innately obsessed with you.

“Fucks sakes.”

You giggle again and fall into his arms, he pulls you backwards, pliant in his arms as you laugh and stumble all the way along the hallway.

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[starstruckwillows]

1725 — regulus black ♡

requested by anon<3

regulus black x fem!reader, platonic!marauders, hurt/comfort, fluff, brief panic attack, swearing, non descript mention of feeling ill

you’re best friends with the marauders, but you like regulus

the marauders were used to your sunny disposition and easy smiles, greeting them in the corridors with side hugs before tearing off wherever you needed to be. taking random photos and losing them three days later.

you were a bit of blur like that.

but recently they’d noticed you pulling away. and it wasn’t just them. there were bags frequenting the areas beneath your eyes, less pep in your step, that sort of thing. the usual signs of stress.

it was beginning to worry your friends.

“hey, are you co-” james tried, but you smiled weakly and were off down the corridor at record speed.

remus approached you with a copy of the daily prophet, not looking up at you as he did so, “have you seen th-”

you’d slipped away.

flitwick sat you next to peter in charms, upon the gryffindor boy’s request. a plea of personal concern. apparently the teacher’s had noticed your sudden swing as well. but you were out the class and feigning a headache in the sick room moments later.

well, not feigning. the lack of sleep was pounding inside your head recently.

you weren’t sure why this was impacting you so greatly. it was a... crush. it was a few torrid, heart pounding moments. a couple of emotional conversations. some hands brushing. one hug.

and it was wrong, so you weren’t going to act on it. you couldn’t.

but it was weighing you down.

“what’s going on?” you’d been so absorbed in your own thoughts, and the rising bile in your throat as a product of your over thinking, you hadn’t noticed sirius corner you.

you coughed, “we’re in a library, sirius, keep your voice down.”

there was a raw quality to your voice, a consequence of crying. he noticed it immediately.

“please talk to me.”

trying not to choke, “i can’t.”

he froze, “why? seriously, what’s going on? you’re scaring me.”

the panic was starting to take hold of you again. the dust on the shelves was settling in your lungs, constricting them painfully.

the eldest black brother was no stranger to these attacks. the icy, burning grips of them. he sat you down, and you tried to ignore the grime on the floor.

“this is worrying us all now, love. you can talk to me, you always can.”

despite your calmer state, you were adamant, “i can’t. it’s fine. i’ll... stop. i just need space.”

“you need sleep. like, yesterday. but this is clearly bothering you, so will you please just out with it.”

you shook your head, stomach churning, “i feel awful. i can’t.”

sirius stopped pushing. a little hurt that you acted like you couldn’t trust him, which is why he later went to find you again. he never was one for letting things be.

he found you at the astronomy tower, in an apparent argument with someone. you sounded in enough distress that he stuck around.

“i’m sorry. it’s too complicated, our lives are just incompatibile. we can’t see each other anymore.” you cried.

a lower voice he almost recognized protested, also sounding thick with tears, “i don’t understand. you said it didn’t matter. we knew it would be hard-”

you cut him off, “what would be hard? we... we aren’t together. i’ve cried myself sick over it already, regulus. this can’t work. sirius would never be okay with it.”

there was a slight pang that you were putting your potential happiness aside because of him, but sirius’ main feeling was anger and it’s source was his younger brother constantly getting involved in his life.

it was that burn of resentment that had him rounding the corner, spiteful words pouring free that he wasn’t completely sure he meant.

“and here i was worried about you, coming to check on you, when all that was wrong was you screwing around with my brother.”

sirius wasn’t cold. he was anger and frustration, an open flame, spitting oil.

you didn’t face him, eyes trained on regulus’ face. pale skin streaked with salty tears, dark eyes clouded, and a slight tremor in his hands. suddenly, maintaining sirius’ expectation wasn’t your main priority. regulus was hurting, because of you.

“please.” his whisper was almost inaudible.

but then you did look at sirius. and he was hurting too. and you’d caused it.

“sorry, i can’t be here.” you muttered, and fled. it was unlike you, someone who always faced their problems head-on, to be so flighty. you’d gone from grabbing the bull by it’s horns to hiding in a bush until it passes.

sirius misplaced the blame for your change on his brother.

“you couldn’t stop at my bedroom? or quidditch? you had to start fucking my friends?”

regulus wasn’t crying anymore, “we’re not like that, we haven’t... it’s none of your business sirius, you can’t tell either of us who we can date.”

sirius scoffed, “i know. but she ended it, so you can stop now.”

“i don’t want to,” regulus protested, “she only ended it because of you. you keep ruining things.”

“i keep ruining things? fuck off.” he left his younger brother up there, fuming.

the next day, you felt everyone was avoiding you. realistically, sirius had only told james, but every eye felt trained and you couldn’t cope.

regulus tried to openly approach you, something that had never happened before, multiple times over the following days. everytime you saw him, you ran, continually contradicting your usual fight or flight response.

this was supposed to be better. a blip to be moved past, then things with your friends could go back to normal. but regulus, your regulus, wasn’t a ‘blip’. you couldn’t attempt to think of him in such a callous way.

james found you in a detention you’d received for skipping class, and he’d received for a variety of recent pranks. neither of you could leave.

a part of you expected him to cold-shoulder you, but you knew really he would never.

“hey, how are you?” he askd, with a sincere smile you’d missed greatly.

you couldn’t find it in yourself to reciprocate that as you quietly answered, “alright. you?”

james shrugged, “i’m great, but i don’t think you are.”

“maybe not.” you trod lightly. james and sirius were more brothers than regulus and sirius were, and you imagined sirius was still furious with you.

his face twisted briefly, like he was having an internal fight, before saying, “you shouldn’t end your thing with regulus just because of sirius.”

whatever you were expecting him to tell you, it wasn’t that. you shrugged, “not just because of sirius. it wouldn’t have worked anyway.”

“why?” you weren’t prepared for james’ questioning. it wasn’t pressing, it sounded genuinely casual.

you shrugged, “he’s a... y’know, bad guy.”

“who told you that? sirius?”

yeah, you wanted to say, and he’s biased.

but you didn’t. again, you shrugged.

james paused once more before blurting, “he feels bad. sirius, i mean, for getting involved and shouting at you, and... i don’t know. no matter how he feels about his brother, he loves you, and he didn’t mean to make you cry. inadvertently or not. plus, remus laid into him pretty hard.”

you kicked back in your chair, teetering over the edge. you weren’t so sad as lost. the gum in your mouth had long abandoned flavour as you considered. talking to james, you felt more like yourself than you had in weeks.

“i miss them. but i can’t have both. y’know what sirius says, bros over hoes.” the jest was an attempt to lighten the mood, and while it worked because james was as easily humoured as ever, he didn’t let you dismiss it all so easily.

he stood in front of your desk, tipping your chair forward so you didn’t fall and crack your head, and planted his hands on your desk, “you don’t owe this to either of them. they’ll get over it, don’t tell sirius i said that, and you deserve to be happy. put yourself first for once.”

“hypocrite,” you mumbled, but you were swayed. james was good at that.

“i’ll sort flitwick. go find regulus.”

so you did. and it took some tears, a lot of explaining, and the clear planning of boundaries, but you did. you found each other.

it wasn’t long after you sought out sirius, sitting down in front of him and sliding a piece of paper across the desk. he looked up at you confused, “well i’m glad to see you mate, but why the blank bit of paper?”

“1725. treaty of vienna. we’re gonna be peaceful and stuff.”

amusement lit his face, “the peace of vienna was about taking down napoleon. it wasn’t all that peaceful.”

you huffed, “whatever, siri, it was symbolic. i’m sorry. but i’m not going to stop seeing your brother.”

he sighed, twinkle lost and smile dropping slightly, “i know. i know, and i’ll... be fine with it.”

“you’ll talk with him?”

sirius winced, “don’t know. but we’re fine, okay? at least on my end.”

you hugged him suddenly, and while he was taken off guard, he hugged you back with relief.

“i’m... going to find reg now. okay?”

he shot you a somewhat awkward thumbs up, and gave a slightly forced but points for trying, “okay.”

it was night time and the two of you were at the astronomy tower again, as if the last two weeks had never happened. except for some obvious differences, like the two of you curling into each other, hands twisted, eyes roaming the other’s face with no shame.

the violet hues beneath your eyes had disappeared.

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#starstruckwillows #marauders #marauders era #regulus black #regulus black x reader #angst #fluff #hurt/comfort #regulus black angst #regulus black fluff #regulus black hurt/comfort #fem!reader #regulus black x fem!reader

[yxami]

Since my next work is genshin related , I wanted to feed y’all something yandere if you’re not interested in genshin stuff because my next request after that is yandere but that might take me a bit to finish.

description: yandere actor x fem actor reader, co workers working on a romance series, yandere intended drabble I’ve been thinking abt but never got to until now. If ppl like this then I’ll get more into his yandere habits next part.

Sweat dripped down your face as you heard the familiar stress relieving word “CUT!” You hastily got off of the set and went to your trailer. The scene was finished and you wouldn’t have to be on set until the next one.

You were an actor filming a new romance series between two people with a budding love. It was more focused on dated times rather than something more recent.

That’s why you were out shooting in a village rather than something like the streets of the busy city you lived in. It’s not like you were a busy famous actor or anything, you had decent shootings and movies every now and then. You could say the complete opposite about your co-worker though.

Sirius was a famous actor at his prime, making his way into a lot of shows, movies, anything and everything. He was likely so popular because of his looks, or maybe because of his sickly sweet personality that made anyone fall head over heels in love.

You saw well past that facade though, you knew every actor was a little fake but you never expected somebody like him. He often had what you at first assumed “lovers” come by to his trailer but they were just flings.

He had a tendency to get flirty with the writer of the show, making it easy for him to change anything he wanted about the show. If something didn’t fit his to his liking, he would mold it into something he would.

That’s why you strayed far away as you could from him, as much as you can when you’re so close to him in romantic scenes. You were really pushing your acting skills when you had to feign your love sick puppy eyes to its fullest. It was hard to even act like you loved him.

You honestly wondered why he was being partnered with you and not with a big time female actor as well. There was plenty of other cutely soft looking actors that would fit well with his looks and dominate demeanor. You just wondered why you were being tortured. At least it would get you more opportunities to get into bigger shows with much more pleasant people?

You heard a knock at your trailer door so you put your phone away into your pocket. Opening the door to see who was knocking, you assumed it was someone telling you that your scene was coming up soon.

“Hey love, what are you doing?” It was that familiar cheeky smile that Sirius showed to you often.

“Taking a break, what about you?” You smiled as if this was your lovely co-worker innocently checking up on you. Not someone you were trying to avoid as much as normally possible. You didn’t want to seem like you hated him so you just ran off whenever you could.

“Coming to check up on my favorite! Can I come in?” He held the door open wide so you didn’t have to anymore. Which was a sign itself that he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

“Sure! I wasn’t really doing anything anyways” You backed up to let him inside. Your trailer was cozy, but definitely not as spacious as his trailer. His trailer was giant like he would die without a greedy amount of space being taken.

“What do you think of the romance so far? We’re only 5 episodes in but it’s getting really high ratings! I honestly expected it to get a regular amount, but it might even be getting a season two with the way it’s going!” He gracefully plopped himself on your small couch.

You asked for one to be put in it, incase you wanted to take a small nap during shooting or just wanted to lay down for a bit. It honestly soothed your stress really well. Now the reason for your stress was sitting on it.

“I think it’s good that it’s doing really well, I’m happy people love it” You sat down in the other available seat which was your chair that had a vanity on the desk in front of it. You liked the makeup they put on you for this set. Simple, but very cute.

“Have you seen all the media freak out about our last episode? Apparently that scene at the end had everyone on the edge of their seat because we didn’t actually kiss” Sirius giggled, he always managed to see what his fans were raving about.

“Well yeah, she still isn’t sure whether she should fall for him or not so obviously they wouldn’t kiss right away” You grabbed your chapstick from the desk and applied it quickly. You didn’t want to go out there with chapped lips on set.

“Yeah but don’t you think she should just get over it and get with him already?” He got up and peeked at what you were doing while looking in the mirror. He wondered why you never seemed to look at him while the two of you chatted.

It always seemed like you weren’t interested in talking to him. Even if you smiled and giggled at his jokes. He could tell you weren’t actually enjoying his presence. Maybe that’s why he’s been intrigued and recently started poking at you often to see if you would break and start liking him.

“No, I think her uncertainty is admirable. She’s trying to find out if it’s the best for the two of them, even if it hurts her to push him away.” You admired the character you played because of the way she held herself.

“Hmm, you really seem to take after her” Sirius twirled your hair with his finger, admiring how it coiled around him. He always thought your hair was pretty. Just like your adorable face, you seemed like a cute little thing he could play with until he was bored.

“Really? That’s so sweet of you” You smiled pushing his hand away as nicely as you could. He could tell you didn’t like him being so close if he didn’t need to be. He wondered what it would take for you to fall for him. It seemed like you were certain on keeping him away but he could always handle a challenge.

“How about we go out for dinner after this? I don’t think we’ll be here for too long.” He gave you a little space so you wouldn’t immediately say no like you probably would if he tested your boundaries. He observed you enough to know that you would.

“I’m sure that’ll cause an unneeded scandal if someone were to see us, don’t you think?” You got up from your seat and beamed your innocence. You could tell from his eyes that he wasn’t falling for your little nice act. You hated him, the both of you knew it, and nobody else did. Simple as that.

“Wouldn’t that be interesting to see though? It’ll bring more attention to our series which will likely boost up our views.” He tried explaining it more logically so you wouldn’t run off thinking that he was totally hitting on you, he was just slightly doing that.

“So you’re trying to go to dinner to stir up trouble for more views? I think we should leave it to the writers to get us more views, not us.” You bat your lashes, trying to seem nicer then how your words were being said. He was honestly getting on your nerves for trying to get you into some drama that you didn’t need.

You hadn’t gotten in any scandals so far which you were relieved about. If you were to get into one with such a big time actor like Sirius, your career would surely plummet because of his aggressive fans that adored him.

“You’re right, I was just trying to have an excuse to take you out, is that too greedy of me?” He laughed, his eyes softening once they caught a glance at your confused face.

“I supposed we could, should we invite the other actors as well? A group dinner would be amazing, wouldn’t it?” You grinned, it was always fun to find difference ways to avoid his advances.

“That would amazing, if it weren’t me trying to take you out, not anyone else” He pouted cutely.

“That’s a little inappropriate, Siri, are you trying to take me out on a date?”

“And if I was? Would that be so bad”

Sirius didn’t get why you continued to shut down and question his advances. Why were you so adamant about avoiding him? Did you manage to see him flirting with other woman on set? Or were you afraid to fall for him?

All these questions made him intrigued, he wanted to get you to fall for him, more so then usual with other women. It wasn’t like he liked you or anything, he just wanted to play with you for a bit, but you still didn’t let him.

“Considering the fact you have many lovers to stay loyal to, I’d say yeah” You honestly were getting tired of his attempts to play with you. He was very focused on it too which made it insufferable.

“Hmm? Are you suggesting I’m disloyal? Is this why you avoid me so much?” His pout set on his face, he looked adorable with that face expression. But you knew better than to admire him for his looks.

“I would never call you a cheater, I’m talking about your fans of course!” You feigned shock from his question towards you. You knew it was obvious that you were calling him one, even he knew it.

“Ah, right. The ones that beg for us to get together?” He leaned towards you, making yourself push your lower back against the desk. Your hands grasp at the edge of it, nervous at the compact space between the two of you.

“They do that with every actor that you shoot romance’s with. I know you’re just trying to play with me, just like the other women that have fallen for you” You looked away, trying to avoid glancing at his face that was conveniently a kiss away.

“Oh? So you know about the other girls? Are you scared to fall in love with me incase I break your heart?” He smirked, a smirk that was teasing you for believing exactly what would happen if you did.

“You have no respect for anyone, I don’t need to involve myself with you out of work.” You huffed, staring straight ahead, finally getting confidence to look at him and his fixated eyes.

“Awh, you’re so cute when you—“

“Next scene in 5!” You heard loud knock against your door, you had a scene with him in 5 minutes. You knew exactly how it would go, which made nervousness pool in your stomach.

“It’s fine anyways, you’ll have to accept my offer soon enough” He kissed your cheek and backed up, leaving your trailer like nothing had happened.

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment at the fact that he had kissed you. You shouldn’t have let him in! Why was he so persistent on making you fall for him? Was it an ego boost? Or was he just upset someone in the world didn’t love him!

You laid against your soft couch for the rest of the 5 minutes you had to think. He was trouble for you, and the both of you knew it.

Sirius didn’t get why you felt the need to stay away from him. Sure he had fun with many women around him but that didn’t mean you had to run away from him. It made him more intrigued in you, wanting to see you more, needing to see you more. It pissed him off how much he would love to see you moan and squirm under his touch.

He wasn’t falling for you! He just wanted to play with you, and you kept denying him that! He definitely wasn’t falling in love because of how cute you looked, or because of your big puppy eyes during set, even if you were acting.

When you weren’t, it was the same effect, your stabbing insults and annoyed expressions made him smile. It was adorable how much you wanted him to go away, it only made him come closer.

The two of you were now on set, under a tree sitting down. This was the part where the two main leads kiss. You were anxious and uncertain whether to follow up with the scene. Maybe you could get out of it if the writer changed it? Shit, you forgot he had already kissed up to the writer.

“All I want is for you to open up, I’m begging you” Sirius cupped your face, eyes filled with love and worry. He brought you closer, you leaned into his lap, leveling up your face to his by looking up.

“I love you…” You confessed before kissing Sirius under the fake moonlight that the stage crew had created. Your soft lips touched his, it felt passionate, almost real. You tried pulling away sooner then required but he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his lap.

You were confused and flustered, was this part of the scene? You kept your confusion inside your head, continuing to reciprocate his kisses. Your tongues intertwined, exploring every crevice available, you whined and whimpered until he let go of the kiss.

You panted, needing more air then you thought. You didn’t know about the kissing scene until today, which is why you were so anxious about it.

“CUT! What was that? You two were supposed to kiss only once” The director looked puzzled on why the two of you made out in-front of the cameras.

“That wasn’t part of the scene?” You huffed; getting up quickly. Your cheeks were flushed from the realization hitting you.

“Oops, we might’ve gotten ahead of ourselves” Sirius cheekily laughed, he planned to kiss you way longer then needed. He knew you would play along, believing it was a scene that was changed. Even if it meant to stay in his lap, lovingly kissing him.

You knew if you stayed longer then you’d yell at him in-front of the entire crew. You couldn’t believe he had tricked you! He was so annoying! You prayed that they wouldn’t use that scene in the show but that would mean you’d have to shoot the kissing scene again!

You laid down in your trailer, wondering what you did to deserve to be partnered up with such a scheming actor! He was like a sneaky little rat, trying to go through all your barriers! Only because you didn’t like him?

Your cheeks stayed red with anger and blush, remembering the kiss on the cheek in the trailer and the make out scene. He was gorgeous sure, but his personality made him rotten! He could never treat someone right, that’s likely why he’s never had a long relationship!

You swore you’d never fall for his antics no matter how much he tried.

You ended up having to reshoot the scene, after that, it was a wrap up. You grabbed all of your stuff and made a bee-line towards the exit doors. Until you saw Sirius and the writer talking, likely flirting; right in-front of the doors.

“Pardon me” You slightly smiled, trying to pass by in a hasty manner. He wouldn’t let you get away that easily though, he never would.

“Hey love, did you hear that we’re highly likely to be shooting a second season with the ratings we’re getting?” He pulled you in with no struggle, forcing you into a conversation you definitely didn’t want to have.

“Ah, that’s great! I’m glad” You responded happily. The writer seemed a little taken aback that he had you in his arms like nothing, his arm was draped over shoulder, pulling you right next to him. You would’ve pushed him off if it were just the two of you, but you didn’t want to seem rude.

You began to mull over whether the writer would get mad or even jealous with the close proximity in between you and Sirius. You hoped he would cool her off if she did get mad, because that definitely wasn’t your problem, it was his fault for putting you in these situations for god knows what, his pleasure?

“It’ll be amazing to work alongside such an amazing actor for even more time, isn’t that right?” He grinned, as if he was teasing you and he definitely was.

“Mhm! Unfortunately, I have to go.. so I’ll see you guys tomorrow!” You took his arm off your shoulder and hastily said goodbye. You glanced one more time at him and the writer. You could tell she was mad, so was Sirius for some reason? You didn’t wait to find out why.

You were planning to walk home since it was still afternoon and you were dropped off today by your friend. You sighed in relief that you were finally free from the shackles of your work environment.

Until what terrorized you, caught up. He ran to catch up to you before you started walking. He looked irritated for some reason, why would he be upset?

“How many times are you going to run away? Why can’t you just accept my offers? Do you think you’re better than me?” He towered over you, scanning your every move to see if you were planning to respond or just scurry away.

“Huh? I don’t think I’m better, I just believe you’re not a good person” You looked puzzled on why he was asking these questions. Did he leave the writer to go speak to you?

“Really? Just because I have fun unlike you?” He laughed, still looking handsome, even with his words being laced with his regular egotistical trait.

“I do have fun, it’s just that my fun isn’t playing with people’s feelings” You looked up at him, your serious expression still steady.

“I can’t help that people love me, it’s not awful to indulge in their fantasy’s. Although, for someone who supposedly hates me..“ Sirius held your hand, intertwining fingers, showing how it perfectly fit.

“You allow me to tease you, even getting close enough to kiss you” He brought your hand to his lips, kissing the back of it. He lovingly stared at you, waiting for your response. Yet you never did, you just stared back. Maybe it was confusion, or just genuine nervousness that he had you covered with affection again.

“Speechless? That’s rare of you. How about I take you for a date? And you can decide whether I’m genuinely interested or not” He smiled, finding it cute that you weren’t able respond.

“Fine, when?” You glanced away, avoiding the sight of his lovely smile, one that often was directed to you. Thankfully he let go of your hand after you agreed.

“Right now? My car is right here after all” His grin was cheek to cheek, like he had been planning his the entire time. He was glad you weren’t rejecting him for once. It made him giddy for some reason, as if he genuinely wanted you to like him, and not just for ego boosting.

“Alright, but if I decide you’re not being truthful, then you leave me alone and stop trying to bother me”

“Deal! But if you decide that I am, then you owe me a night over at your place” He shamelessly expressed his bargain. If the chance of him not being able to flirt with you were placed on the table, then he wanted the chance of a night with you. Not just for the accomplishment that he got you in bed, but more of proving to you how good he could make you feel.

“Okay, we shake on it then” You offered up your hand, one that was quickly shook by his. Now the deal was official, you just hoped you would win.

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #male yandere #pls request #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #female reader #fem reader #yandere actor #actor yandere #actor reader #fem actor reader #male actor yan #yan actor #siriusmyoc

[northernstvr]

I’m Yours

Chap.1 Chap.2 Chap.3

“You’re so pretty it hurts.”

Pairing: Wolfstar x Reader

Summary: Remus and sirius are a popular Guitarist and vocalist in the ‘Marauders’ a rising band starting out in london.

Warnings: My writing, Modern/Muggle AU, Band AU, aged up, might be a few parts; Slow burn?, Alcohol mentioned.

Your friend had dragged you to this ‘exclusive VIP concert’ as her plus one, she works as a bartender for the bar you both are currently going to. “What’s so special about this…’band’?” you mumbled, bored and tired of the long walk to the bar. “this ‘BAND’ is being sold out everywhere! and the bar is hosting them for their own private concert to thank the staff!” you rolled my eyes as you finally arrived. “Tickets and work ID?” the bouncer asked as your friend rummaged through her purse “she found her ID, and the two tickets needed, Showing the bouncer your ID you followed closely behind your friend “oh- i think we arrived early.” she muttered, and you mentally cursed her out and groaned “of course we are.” you muttered through gritted teeth “sorry- must’ve read the time wrong-“ i sighed and just smiled “it’s fine.” the band was busy setting up on stage, not expecting anyone to arrive for another 2 hours. “hey girls” a long haired boy popped up behind you both, his dark black hair framed his face, complimenting his outfit which showed off his tall and lean build, “OMG!! you’re sirius black!” she squealed and squeezed your arm as you just stood there clueless. “that i am, darling.” he winked and your friend damn near fainted. “Scarlet- calm down.” you huffed as she was practically jumping up and down in your arms “You dont seem to excited to see me, doll face.” he grinned and you smiled awkwardly, “i don’t know who you guys are. Should i?” you mumbled out, a little unsure of what to actually tell this ‘sirius black’ who has your friend fainting at his voice. His eyes widening at your response but he just grinned “After the concert..” he rummaged through the pocket of his low waisted jeans and pulled out 2 wristbands. “here.” he took your friends scarlets wrist, who went back into a coma, then taking your wrist and placed the bands around them, holding your arm a little longer than necessary. “meet us backstage after the concert, i trust you know where that is darling?” he looked towards scarlet who feverishly nodded. “for now, you both can watch us set up.” he winked and waltzed back over to the stage, setting up the drums and guitars “oh my god” Scarlet repeated over and over again. “what?” she squealed, “he touched my wrist!!” she whisper screamed at you. “are they that big of a deal?” you frowned slightly, he seemed shocked that you didn’t know who they were, but, you were a homebody, and you religiously listened to the same music and rarely ever changed what genre it was. “yes they are!! and and! we just met the main vocalist!” she smiled brightly and you just gave her a weak nod and smile, “can we go find us a place to sit?” she grinned and nodded, dragging you to a corner of the bar, a table for 2 people in the corner, kinda far back but you could still see the band well, and it wasn’t in the middle of any of the future bar lines. “stay here! i’m going to the bathroom” she announced and then was gone in seconds. huffing you took a seat and just scrolled mindlessly on your phone till people started to pile into the small bar. hearing a whistle you looked up to notice the male you’d both been speaking to earlier, sirius black? Looking up towards his direction he winked at you, or your sure it was at you, before a sandy haired with a bunch of scars on his face called his name and pulled his focus back to the band. “back- what did i miss?” scarlet smiled brightly “nothin’ they’re about to start i think.” you smiled and she grinned as the bar finally filled up, it would be hard to see you both far way in the back but, you could’ve sworn sirius winked to you every chance he got. The music was loud, but good, you could sirius’ voice through the speakers until another voice came on and joined him ‘james potter-‘ you’re friend smiled and pointed out the rest of the ‘marauders’ and who was playing what. Remus Lupin, the taller male playing guitar, Peter pettigrew, the shorter boy on the drums, and Of course, sirius black and james potter. “Got them all down?” your friend smiled at you while you just nodded.

Getting up to make your way through the crowd, trying to find a short line to get a drink you finally managed to get to a bartender serving that night. “could i get a Vodka Lemonade?” the bartender smiled at you and you both made some small talk, the music seemingly got louder but, you didn’t pay much attention to the way the drummer and lead vocalists eyes were on you.

“Listen to me moons, i’m telling you, she’s perfect!” sirius rambled on about meeting you while he and the other young star got dressed “love, i haven’t even met her yet, let me meet her and then..we’ll try. Okay?” he smiled as he grabbed his waist, “right moons.” remus chuckled as he leaned down to capture his boyfriends lips in a passionate kiss.

The Bartender had to get back to work so you smiled softly at him and took your Vodka lemonade and went back to sit down with your friend. “he was so flirting with you.” she announced, clear as day, loudly as possible. “right.” you scoffed. “As if anyone would want to flirt- let alone get with me.” you giggled and scarlet rolled her eyes.

#remus lupin #james potter #sirius black #sirius x reader #remus x reader #wolfstar #wolfstar x reader #slow burn

[trueliarose]

20 questions for fic writers!

Thanks for the tag @givereadersahug (x)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I currently have 5 works, but there's a few drafts ready to be posted and a few works anonymous because of fests. Yay!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

136k - wow, that is a lot. I didn't even realise I crossed the 100k mark on my long WIP.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling 

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Finding (a way) Home (Snape&Harry Mentor, 100k, WIP!, rated M)

(secret fest-fic)

Of Kittens and Serpents (Poppy/Minerva, 6k, rated T)

Gaining Sight (Severus&Harry, drabble, rated T)

Silent Tears (Severus&Sirius, 1k, rated T)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do, eventhough most of the times I am too emotional to write a long response. I'm so, so humbled whenever someone takes the time to leave me a comment!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm not sure, probably Silent Tears (Severus&Sirius, 1k) but could also be Gaining Sight (Severus&Harry, 300 words)... but there are more in my drafts, so this will probably change soon.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Of Kittens and Serpents (Poppyscotch, fluff, 6k) definetely!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

So far I don't and I hope it will stay this way. I will never understand why people feel the need to hate on things (especially free stories on the internet... why?)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I am - I didn' think I would, but then it somehow happened and in the future I'll try to do it more often.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don't (so far) but there are so many ideas in my head it might only be a matter of time.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Luckily no.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No. It would be an honour, and I did even get asked once, but as I don't feel comfortable seeing my work outside of AO3 it didn't work out.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I haven't and I don't know if I would be any good at it. It could go one of two ways: either it works out very well or I annoy the person I'm working with so much that they quit.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

This depends so much on my current state of mind (and which fandom I am reading at the moment). I love to explore characters and ships in different fandoms, I will never be able to answer this.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

As I only have one WIP on which I am working I hope I will finish it. (but to be honest my updates on Finding (a way) Home are slower than I'd like because I participate in too many fests)

16. What are your writing strengths?

Depicting emotions (especially dark ones), maybe also describing them in a way that pulls the readerin (especially ones linked to trauma)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

SPAG, writing fluff without adding a little dark/sad/angsty moment, keeping my works short if I don't have a set limit

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Why not? I have done it, but as a reader I appreciate if the author provides a translation because google can be a little off sometimes and it is sad if you lose depth/meaning because of that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Twilight (so, so many years ago and luckily no longer available anywhere on the internet)

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

right now: Fae Blessings (Lovegood family fluff, 1.5k)

Tagging (no pressure): @serenaew @sanctuary-angel

#tag game #writing #fanfic

[bellaramseysgf]

Fighting Love (S.B)

Warning(s); Best Friends brother trope,Swords,Touch her and I’ll kill you vibes,Smut!(piv sex),Slight sexism?,Sirius’ God complex,Captain kink,Pet names,Lowkey asshole Siri + more.

Pairing(s); Pirate Captain Sirius Black au! X Fem! Reader.

Summary; you get stuck on a enemy’s boat and find more then you bargained for.

A/n; sooo i didn’t think i’d even post this but here we are. Not proofread!

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Your boots landed with a thud onto the oak Regulus swinging in behind you with another thud you looked around at the people on the boat. “Where’s the Captain?” You asked in a raised voice “why’re you here?” A voice asked, you looked seeing a taller man, he had scars across his face his hair messy a soft brown color. “Okay, I asked first.” You said and Regulus tugged on your arm. “Rems? That you?” He asked and you sighed. “You know him!” You smacked the back of his head.

“Ow!” He grabbed the back of his head “oh he knows us better then he thinks” the voice sounded and you watched Reggie visibly tense at the sound. He slowly turned to look behind the you and up at the wheel of the boat. “Brother!” Reggie sounded and your eyes grew wide “you have a fucking brother?” You asked and Reggie shrugged urging you to hit the back of his head again “aye!” He yelled sighing as he rubbed the back of his head again.

“Why are you here Regulus?” He asked stepped down the stairs “we came to make a truce” He said and Sirius laughed “really now?, who’s your friend” he asked nodding towards you “this is y/n” you nodded at him. “Well this was quiet dumb for you to come alone” Sirius pulled his sword and swung at your roped tying to your boat cutting it loose. The pair of you shrugged “we can swim”’you said and Regulus shook his head “you can” you rolled your eyes “stg why did my dad take you aboard?” You slapped the back of his head again.

“Look, Mr Captain sir whatever, we didn’t come here to make problems, my dad wants to call a truce between your boat and his.” Sirius crossed his arms “okay, well I’m not about to just agree without some type of leverage incase he turns on me.” You sighed and Regulus shoved you towards his brother. “Take her” you looked back at him “Reg what the fuck!” You huffed and he waved you off. “There’s your leverage, I’ll go talk to the captain” You charged at Regulus and Sirius grabbed your arm spinning you around to him.

“I don’t think so” he twirled his sword on his hand and grabbed your chin forcing you to look up at him. “If anyones stabbing my brother, it’ll be me. Understood?” You jerked from his grasp “do not fucking manhandle me.” You said and turned to regulus “you fuck this up and I’ll make you lunch for sharks.” Regulus smiled nervously at you because he knew you weren’t joking.

Sirius shoved you towards a pair of his men “her, my quarters now.” The men lead you away as the got ready to send Regulus back to the other ship a few feet away.

***

The day had slowly faded to black night and regulus still hadn’t come back, you were sat at the desk in the captains quarters. When the door finally opened revealing the captain once more. You could see the resemblance in the two men. Regulus was shorter by just a few inches his hair curly and kept while his brothers was straight and tied back. His brother was attractive sure, slim figure but he obviously had muscle and could fight, a beard covered his chin.

“Your dad doesn’t work fast does he?” He asked and you shook your head “nope, his own pace” Sirius sighed and sat down on the bed across the room “are you alright?” You asked and he didn’t reply. You got up and slowly made your way over to the man standing in front of him. “What’s wrong?” You asked and he kept his head pouted to the ground “it’s just exhausting” he sighed and you smiled “being captain?” He shook his head. “Just being me…” you rested your hand on his shoulder and tilted his face up to look at you.

“I think you’re cool!” You said and he smiled a bit “and you’re hotter then your brother” his smile grew wider and he chuckled. “Am I helping?” You asked and he nodded “sure you are love” you let go of his chin and smiled. “Alright, You know my name. What’s yours? Or an I just supposed to call you captain the whole time?” You asked and he chuckled. “It’s Sirius” he informed and you smiled “well, I think you’re an amazing person Sirius” he shook his head smiling.

“You’re just feeding my ego at this point” you nodded “but it’s working!” You squealed when he picked you up and threw you behind him onto his bed. You giggled as you moved hair out of your face. You looked up into his eyes and smiled at him “you’re special, aren’t you.” He pointed out abt you nodded “if you want me to be, sure” he leaned over you “why aren’t you scared? Shouldn’t you be worried that I’ll kill you?” You shrugged “I’m used to this, being used to make deals” Sirius furrowed his brows “why’s that?” “I mean look at me, I’m a pretty attractive girl, and well I’m a girl Sirius” you said.

“So that just makes it okay? Your a women you shouldn’t be used like your…your..” he trailed off “like I’m a bargain tactic?” He sighed and nodded. “Like I’m doing..” you smiled and shrugged “at least you’re cute. You keep me in here rather then the dungeons” “people do that??” He asked sitting up and you nodded. “I mean I’m not one of your crew nor am I your wife so it’s understandable” you said and he shook his head “no it’s not! You’re a human! Dungeons are meant for filthy creatures” you shrugged “guess I am one” you joked but he didn’t find it funny.

“No you are not! You’re a beautiful, intelligent,wonderful women!” He defended and you smiled “you think I’m beautiful?” His cheeks flushed and he shifted off the bed “of course I do! I…I should get back out there see if there’s a update on your father.” You nodded sitting up on his bed. “Of course, Captain” he nodded but didn’t seem to move from where he stood, his eyes locked on yours.

“You gonna go?” He nodded “yeah! Yeah I am!” He walked out after that leaving you giggling on his bed. He was sweet and attractive god damn your beating heart. You kept yourself busy before eventually falling asleep.

“So he’s just refusing to reply? That’s not good.” Sirius was speaking with James and Remus his two second hand men. “You don’t think he’s just gonna allow us to keep her do you?” He shook his head at James offer “no way, it’s his daughter.” “Okay but he doesn’t seem to care about her right now.” Remus said and James sighed “then we will need to make him.”

***

You woke up to Sirius waking you and dragging you from his bed tugging out out onto the deck. “Just play along” he whispered as he pulled you up to the wheel. Your eyes focused on to see your father, his men including Regulus. You gasped feeling the blade off Sirius’ sword press to your neck. You looked back at him but his eyes were kept forward “did you make a decision? Or shall I give you some motivation?” He yelled out at your father.

Your father nodded “I’ll allow your wishes, only if she’s returned to me unharmed.” Your father said and Sirius nodded “fine, go back to your boat first.” You swallowed thickly around the blade. “No, give me my daughter. I must make sure she’s unharmed before I agree” he said and even against his better judgement he let you go, you ran down to your father throwing your arms around his neck. “Dad!” You sighed feeling him wrap his arms around you.

In no time your dads men had swords drawn and began to fight the men of Sirius’ ship “dad what are you doing?” His grip on you tightened and you gasped seeing Regulus going after his brother “dad! Stop! He didn’t hurt me! I’m fine!” Said squirming as he forcefully drug you back to his ship. You shoved away from him “stay here, do I make myself clear?” He warned walking back to the other ship.

You hurriedly climbed the middle post determined to not let him kill Sirius. You tugged the rope loose and gripped it tightly swinging across the small gap kicking Regulus away from Sirius. “Y/n. Don’t get in the middle of this. I don’t wanna hurt you” Regulus warned and Sirius was quick to step in front of you “correction, you won’t hurt her” he held his sword out pointed at regulus as he slowly walked him back down the steps.

“SIR-” you were cut off as one of your dads men covered your mouth. Sirius fought to not look back as he continued fighting his brother. Before you knew it Sirius’ crew was winning and your dads crew was slowly retreating once again dragging you with them. “PUT ME DOWN!” You yelled as you were sat next to your father. A slap sounded as your father hit your face “you’re mine. My daughter therefore I have say in what the fuck you do. Don’t make me hurt you.” He huffed you scrambled to your feet as your dad began to steer the boat away.

“Sirius!” You yelled and he looked at you “Jump” he said and held his arms open you looked back at your dad and then back at him “I’ve got you” he assure and you were quick to move after that. Your boot pushing you up to on the edge of your dads ship you jumped with as much force as you could. Your screamed and hit the side of his ship. You looked up to see Sirius gripping your arm as he drug back up onto his ship sighing when you both hit his steering deck.

“You alright?” He asked quickly cupping your face as his eyes scanned your face taking in the red mark your dad left. “I’m okay”’you assure wrapping your arms around hot neck as you both tried to regain your breathing.

Sirius wasted no time in getting you splayed out on his bed back in the room you slept in the night before. “There we are Pup” he said as he settled himself inside you completely. You let out a whine as he slowly began thrusting in and out of you. “Captain…feels good you breathed out. “Yeah? Do you feel good puppy? Such a good girl you are.” Sirius’ hand wrapped in your hair and jerked you back flush against his chest.

“Gonna be a good girl for me pup? Gonna let me fill you up till you bulge?” You nodded “yes! Yes whatever you want” Sirius smiled nuzzling your jaw with his nose “yeah? You want your captain to fill you up, have my babies?” You clenched around him and that pulled a groan from him. “You want it that bad huh? Gonna milk me dry” he released his grip and dropped you back onto the bed Fucking into you roughly.

“That’s a good girl, take your captains cock like the pretty slut you are puppy.”

#fem reader #sirius black x female reader #sirius black x you #sirius black x y/n #sirius black x reader #sirius x you #sirius black smut #sirius black #ben barnes #ben barnes smut

[futurewriter2000]

Honestly?

NOVEMBER

A/N: I really wanted to write this for such a long time but I always avoided it. I feel like I have the time and the motivation to start writing it again. I don't know what has been happening to me lately that I haven't written anything in so long but here I am. Back. And I'm going to write this series in months instead of parts.

PAIRING: James Potter x reader

XX

It wasn't easy being twenty-one but it sure was not boring either. You had been running from one place to another, one person to the next and finally coming home and collapsing on the bed.

Social butterfly... or something.

"Bloody hell, (y/n). It's getting real annoying when all you do is run around all day and come home and just go to your room like there aren't things to be done in this house." your brother burst in your room.

"I am a twenty-one year old woman, Remmy." you lifted your hand from your side. "I am either at work or in the gym or here- I might as well go out and have some fun, now that my job has finally let me two weeks off."

You could hear him chuckle. "Alright twenty-year old woman. Go get dressed if you want to go out with me and some of my friends." he threw a coat towards you and left.

You groaned into your pillow, got up and with your coat in your hand, you left with him.

---

You knew some of Remus' friends. The ones he usually hangs out with and constantly talks about but you never took any interest in them before. Years later, even afer Hogwarts, you started to become more full of life and joy to be around new people.

You walked in front of Remus- with you head held high and a bright smile on your face you saw James sitting curled up in his chair. He had a black coat on and a beanie that let his front hair press on his forehead. His cheeks were all rosy from the cold and he had not wore his glasses.

You didn't hug him or shook his hand, you only smiled brightly. "Oi!" you spoke loudly until his eyes caught a glimpse of yours and he smiled, his cheeks bulking up to his eyes. You sat down diagonally from him and waited for your brother to join.

"Hey." he smiled just as brightly but didn't say anything less.

James and you never really knew each other, despite your brother being his best friend. You remember seeing him back in Hogwarts but since he was out, not so much. Not even with Remus. Remus, Sirius and James had all been over-working themselves all summer and fall, going into winter. Most of them all, James was the one that was always more into work than the rest. He also started some further classes in the Dark Arts that are necessary for becoming a full time Auror, meanwhile Remus and Sirius had both been close to finishing those. Remus was in the lead, of course.

Now James and Remus continued to talk about work, work only they knew about and you were pretty much bored during these drinks.

That was of course until Sirius Black came along.

Sirius came very quietly and he hugged you from behind. "Hey there lil sis." he ruffled your hair and you giggled. "Where the hell were you hiding?"

"Hey you!" you smiled brightly up at him. "Well, you know. Working and working and working and working."

"Oh, where do you work exactly again?" James asked you finally for the first time in this whole time.

"Oh, it's in this Muggle company a town away. It's pretty darn easy most of the time but some days it's unbearable."

"What do you do?" he asked as Remus and Sirius had been having their own conversation.

"Depends where they throw me. Some days I'm behind this machine where I count the pieces, some days I'm helping with cleaning the mass from those other pieces, some days I'm behind an industrial line which is the best work yet because I can do pretty much whatever I want once the line breaks down, which happens so many times in one shift."

"And you work night shifts too?"

"Night shifts are the best of the best." you laughed. "The adventures I had with my co-workers." you continued to laugh as you reminisces, your eyes shining brightly as Sirius and Remus put their attention on you. "We had so much fun- always messing around and joking and sometimes after work we went to go get cheeseburgers and get high and things." you continued. "It's the only reason I stayed in this company but now they left and I'm thinking of leaving too."

"You are?" Remus raised an eyebrow at you.

"Yeah. It's not the same but I'll find another job before I quit this one."

"I totally support that girl!" Sirius high fived you.

And you wish you knew what was about to happen after that day but back then everything seemed so innocent and normal.

Well, maybe it was good you didn't see it coming- everything that was about to come with the boy sitting diagonally from you and innocently drinking his tea.

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harry potter if you'd like?

The question is what character? Marauders, golden trio? What would you suggest my dearest?

#cos I can see Sirius x reader sure #but also perhaps a George or Fred thing? #or James #I think I’m giving away my taste in men #like the idea of a war time idea #or maybe post war for a George fic? #tell me isa and I shall write

[sunrisefairy]

My muse

Pairing: Art student!Sirius x reader Warning: NSFW! MDNI 18+, swearing, fingering, unprotected sex, if I’ve forgotten anything please let me know! Summary: Sirius is struggling with an art assignment until he finds inspiration in his girlfriend. Or the one when Sirius and reader bang on a canvas.  A/N: wrote this for @anxiousblanketqueen writing challenge, I had a lot of fun with this one Jill so I hope you enjoy it too. Based of the prompt Art Sex. This article is helpful with visualising the art work!

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“Oh my god this is fucking bullshit!” Sirius groans before throwing his paint brush, it landing with a clatter on the hardwood floor of his art studio.

You hear all the commotion from the kitchen and decided to check in on your boyfriend. It was nearing the end of the term and Sirius had been very agitated and snappy from all the stress.

“You okay babe?” you poke your head through the door to see Sirius standing in the middle of the room, practically death staring a half-finished painting resting on one of his wooden easels.

“Fucking bullshit,” your boyfriend mumbles, clenching and unclenching his paint stained hands.

You slowly walk up to him and wind your arms around his waist and kissing his back through his white cotton t-shirt, “wanna talk to me about it?” you whisper.

Sirius twists in your grip until he’s facing you allowing you to get a good look at him; his shoulders are tense, his jaw clenched tightly from the pressure of school and his eyebrows are furrowed which has become a regular facial expression of him the past few weeks. You reach your hand up and delicately trace the worry lines in his forehead. Sirius immediately relaxes at your touch; his faces becomes more natural and his shoulders slump. Since dating Sirius you’ve come to understand how much he struggles to talk about his feelings. He doesn’t like dumping his problems on those around him as it makes him feel like a burden. So you try your best to be patient with him and always remind him you’ll be here no matter what.

“Just stressed about school,” Sirius murmurs his eyes looking down at the floor between your bodies.

You let your hand fall down to his shoulders, lightly squeezing, “yeah? What about school?”

Sirius’ hands find their way under the t-shirt you’re wearing which evidently is one of his that you’ve stolen, he lets his fingers trace patterns on your warm skin. “Just this one assignment is making me go insane. Can’t seem to get it right.” He gestures to the canvas sitting in the middle of the room.

If you’re being honest, anything Sirius paints leaves you memorised and evokes numerous emotions from you. You are constantly telling your boyfriend how talented he is and every time he’ll roll his eyes at your compliment. “I think it looks amazing babe,” you state truthfully.

To no surprise, Sirius rolls his eyes at your comment. “yes, well you have to say that ‘cos you’re my girlfriend.”

Sirius leaves your embrace and walks back over to the painting, crossing his arms over his chest and frowning so intensely you think laser beam might shoot from his eyes and through this artwork. He starts mumbling again, irritation is laced thickly on his words, “representation of raw love,” he mocks, “what a load of utter crap. My professor is so pretentious, the only instruction he gives us for this stupid bloody assignment is ‘make a piece which represents raw love’ what does that even mean? I’ll tell you what it is, it’s fucking bullshit.”

You shuffle closer to Sirius so you’re standing at his side, both staring at his current piece. You’re not really sure how to help, you’re no artist but you hate seeing Sirius so worked up. “What are other people in your class doing for the assignment? Maybe you can gather inspiration from them?”

Sirius shrugs and stuffs his hands in his dark jeans which are covered in paint splatters, “Kirra’s doing a photography piece of her husband and kids, Gage is making some sculpture of his dog.”

“Alright,” you pause for a brief moment “well maybe think of ways people show love or how you show love, like real emotional love ya’know?” you feel like you’re grasping at straws here and making up some bullshit.

You glance over at Sirius, he’s biting his bottom lip deep in thought, you stay silent not really knowing what else to say to assist him. Slowly a look of realisation washes over your boyfriend’s face, eyes wide and a grin gracing his lips. “Holy shit baby, you’re a genius!”

Butterflies erupt deep in your belly from the praise and you giggle when Sirius starts peppering your face with tiny kisses to show his gratitude. Eventually he connects your lips together in what you thought would be a short but sweet kiss. However, you squeak in surprise when Sirius quickly deepens the kiss, his hands gripping tightly at your waist before slowly moving them down to grope at your arse.

“You should probably get working on your project then Sirius,” you breathe against his mouth, disappointed to stop things before they get too heated but you know Sirius’ inspiration comes and goes in waves and if you wait until after the two of you get off, then he might fall back into feeling unmotivated again.

“I am working on it,” you pull away confusion all over your face.

“What do you mean?” you query.

Sirius chuckles and moves away from you to move the canvas and easel to the edge of the room out of the way, he starts laying out a large piece of cream canvas fabric on the floor. “Think about it, what’s a way people show love?” he asks you, squirting numerous colours of paint carelessly onto the fabric.

“Babe there’s a lot of way people show love,” you answer puzzled, what did making out with you have to do with his piece? And why was he now squirting colours onto a blank canvas.

Sirius continues, “yes I know that but what about a raw, emotional way people show love? a primal way to show love so to speak?”

When you finally look back up at Sirius’ face you’re met with a cheeky smirk that you know all too well. It’s not until he removes his shirt do you connect the dots. “Sirius I’m not letting you fuck me on this canvas for a university project for god’s sake.”

The raven-haired boy’s grin only widens as he slowly moves closer to you, his eyes burning into your skin. You feel hot and vulnerable under his gaze, it’s like he’s stalking his prey. Your breath hitches in your throat when Sirius’ body is pressed flush against your own and you can feel his hot breath fanning your face as he speaks in a low, hushed tone, “I’m not going to fuck you,” his voice drops an octave like it does when he’s feeling horny. Just the tone of his voice alone causes a wetness to pool in your panties. “Wanna make love to you baby. Wanna show you how much I love you, can I do that darlin’?”

You bite your lip trying to swallow the moan that is threatening to spill from your mouth when Sirius starts leaving sloppy kisses on your neck. Damn Sirius Black for knowing all your weak spots.

“Just want to make you feel good baby girl,” he tugs the off t-shirt your body. “Can I do that? Can I make you feel good?”

You close your eyes and focus on Sirius’ large hands cupping and massaging your breasts tenderly, you always were putty in his hands. Fuck it you thought. “Yes, please make love to me Sirius.”

The boy grins and whispers a thank you against your skin. He takes no time in removing both of your clothes until you’re standing in front of each other naked. You and Sirius take the opportunity to study each other. You gaze over all the curves and lines on Sirius’ body, the way his muscle flex and move, the freckle on his hip bone, the tiny scar on his left shoulder, the coarse hair of his happy trail. He was beautiful, stunning, breathtaking. And he was all yours.

Sirius helps you lay down against the canvas, you gasp at the cold, squishy feeling of the paint beneath you. It feels foreign but not unwelcoming, you wriggle a little, enjoying the way the substance slides around. Sirius kneels between your legs, relishing in the way your chest is already rising and falling frantically from arousal, “so gorgeous darlin,” he traces a finger down from your collar bone all the way to your core finding it soaked already.

You squirm when Sirius teases your entrance with his finger, the cold paint moving and mixing into the canvas under you. A quiet whine escapes your lips the moment Sirius pushes his index finger inside you and starts pumping it steadily.

“Need you to be loud for me baby, want to know how good I make you feel ‘kay?” Sirius commands trying to get into a comfortable position in between your spread legs, his body sliding slighting from the paint.

You answer him with a loud moan. Soon Sirius has added 2 more fingers into the mix causing you to wriggle and rock your hips into his hand, “so good Sirius, fuck.”

With his free hand, Sirius grips your thigh trying to keep you still, blue paint smears against the soft flesh of your thigh and Sirius is captured by how striking you look laying here right now, chest flushed, and eyes closed. The way your body is squirming from pleasure is causing the paint on the canvas to blend and mix together. Sirius scoops up some red paint from the fabric and swipes it across your breasts and over your nipples, “so pretty.” He mumbles tugging and pinching your nipples.

“Sirius,” you pant desperately, “please. Need more.”

Sirius withdraws his fingers earning a whine from you and strokes his cock a few times before lining it up with your entrance, “shh darlin’. M’here to make you feel good, yeah? Want me to make you feel good?”

You wrap your legs around him urging him to finally push into you. You needed it, needed to feel Sirius stretch you out and fill you up with his cock, needed to hear Sirius gasp and groan into your ear, needed to feel him rock his hips into yours, “please Sirius.”

With a low groan escapes from both of you when Sirius finally pushes into you, Sirius begins thrusting his hips deep and slow into yours, both of your relishing in the feeling and sensation coursing your bodies. Hands around running along the others body, squeezing, tugging, scratching at skin, leaving traces of paint in its wake. Sirius has buried his head in the crook of your neck, his hair tickling your cheek, mumbling how beautiful you look spread out for him.

Deeper, you need it deeper. Wrapping your legs tightly around your boyfriend, you manage to roll the two of you over, Sirius underneath you with you straddling his waist, allowing you to bounce of his cock. From this angle, he reaches deeper inside of you, his hard cock prodding at that sponging spot inside of you. The pure affection and love the two of you feel for each other was unmistakeable in this moment. The tenderness and intimacy of this act made your toes tingle and heart warm in your chest.

Continuing to bounce up and down on Sirius cock, you take a second to watch the boy below you, the only word seemingly fitting to describe him was angelic. His dark locks are sprawled out around the canvas, a mixture of red, blue and purple paint framing his body as well as splotches on his skin. His eyes are trained on yours, a look set in them that you’ve come to be familiar with, undying love.

You lower your head to connect your lips together, wanting-no needing to feel close, to feel connected.

“I love you,” you mumble breathlessly against Sirius’ pink lips. You feel that familiar euphoric sensation creeping up on you, Sirius’ cock hitting your g-spot every time you lower your body.

Sirius’ grips your waist tight and firmly, his own hips slamming up into you, “I love you too baby, so much.” He can feel your pussy clenching around him, he watches the way your breasts bounce between your bodies, he reaches his head forward to latch his mouth onto your nipple, sucking and licking on the sensitive bud. The noises slipping from your mouth makes his cock twitch.

“Sirius,” you pant threading your fingers through his dark hair to keep him close to your body.

Your body feels like it’s on fire and ready to combust, your legs trembling, and you know you won’t last much longer with the way Sirius is suckling at your nipple and he knows it.

“Want you to cum for me darlin, be my good girl and cum on my cock,” he groans into your breast, sucking and licking at your salty skin.

The coil in the pit of your belly snaps and with a load high pitched whine you’re releasing all over Sirius’ cock, your pussy clenching and legs shaking from the stimulation. After your release, it only takes Sirius a few more thrusts until he’s following suit, his load shooting and filling you up, a string of I love you’s tumbling from both of your mouths.

You collapse onto Sirius’ chest, neither of you make any effort to move even once your breathing has settled. Laying here with Sirius made you feel safe and protected. The way his index finger was trailing up and down your spine made you shiver, and you could feel him kissing your scalp gently. Undeniably, there was love radiating from his body, you could feel it and you only hope he could feel it radiating from yours too.

~~~

“Hey guys, that painting hanging up in the bedroom is new, yeah?” James questions, traipsing back into the living room where the rest of the group was.

You feel a heat rise in your cheeks when you realise which painting the bespectacled boy is referring too. Sirius nods pulling you tighter into his side.

“Did you paint that one Pads?” Remus asks. Most, if not all the artwork displayed in yours and Sirius’ home was created by him. It normally took a bit of persuading Sirius to let you hang up his work, he didn’t like to come across as cocky. But as soon as this canvas was dried and stretched onto a frame Sirius wasted no time in mounting it; above your shared bed, him claiming it ‘gets him in the mood whenever he looks at it’ (and he really wasn’t lying).

The boy beside you grins and plants a sloppy kiss against your cheek, “me and Y/N painted that one,” he says teasingly.

You shoot him a death glare warning him to keep his big mouth shut. “Don’t,” you mouth.

“That’s so cool! Didn’t know you were so artistic Y/N!” James exclaims excitedly, clearly impressed by the painting.

Sirius chuckles loudly pinching your side making you yelp, “oh she’s very talented when he comes to that type of stuff. I think we might need to make another piece together babe, what do you think?”

#JTR23 #Sirius Black #Sirius Black smut #Sirius Black x reader #Sirius Black x you #Sirius Black imagine #Sirius Black imagines #smut