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bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove · 6 months

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Always There - Prologue : S.Snape

Summary: Y/N Potter was left with a baby to care for after her brother and sister-in-law were murdered by Voldemort. One person was there for her, a person she didn’t expect but soon became her comfort person, Severus Snape. During Harry’s third year at Hogwarts and her third year as Herbology professor, a few old friends come around again. Y/N has to handle the feelings of these old friends being around again as well as handle her feelings for a certain potions master all while she tries to hide these things from her godson.

Pairings: Severus Snape x Female Professor Reader, Potter!Reader x friend!Remus

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Chapter Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader(No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, Harry growing up in a loving home, mentions of death and murder, mentions of Azkaban

Series Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader (No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, OOC Snape, Harry grows up in a loving environment, mentions of death and murder, poorly written angst, Remus is a shitty friend, poorly written pining,

Please let me know how I can improve my writing and being more inclusive to POC as I am whiter than white. Please also let me know if I have to add more to the warnings! My messages are open as well as my asks!

Author's Note: It's been a long ass time my friends, but I'm trying to make a come back here. I was a bit out of my comfort zone with this one so I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know how I can improve or if you find any errors! Correct me, don't be afraid to! I want to improve my writing and become a better writer so any feedback or advise is welcomed!

Word Count: 629

My asks are open for questions, suggestions and feedback!

Feedback is welcomed and encouraged!

Enjoy!

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Y/N Potter became an aunt in 1980 to a wonderful little boy named Harry. Her brother, James, had asked her to be the boy's godmother, as his best friend Sirius was named the boy's godfather. She of course accepted this honor, not knowing that a year later, the boy would be hers to take care of.

The night of Lily and James Potter’s death, as well as Lord Voldemort, Y/N was left by some of the most important people in her life. Peter had died, murdered by a supposed friend, Sirius Black, who was thrown in Azkaban after killing Peter and a dozen muggles. And then there was Remus, who had just left without a word, no note, no letter, just left. Remus was like another brother to Y/N, they had become friends before James and Remus became friends. So when he left without a trace, she was quite upset, she had just lost her brother and sister-in-law, one of their friends, another getting locked up and she was all alone with a baby that she didn’t know how to care for.

That was until she had run into Severus Snape at the late Potters’ grave not even a week later. He was leaving a fresh lily on the stone as she walked into the cemetery. They sat and talked for over an hour until Harry began whining to eat. This became a routine for the two adults. Eventually Severus began to help Y/N take care of Harry and herself, getting the Potter girl a job at Hogwarts with Professor Sprout after remembering that Herbology was her favorite subject. He helped her around the house and the two became unlikely friends.

By the time Harry had reached 11, Y/N was offered the position as Herbology professor after Sprout had retired. She of course accepted the position, the first person other than Harry being told was Severus. She had gotten the job thanks to not only Professor Sprouts’ recommendation but also Severus, McGonagall and Binns. Getting a recommendation from Professor Binns was her greatest accomplishment other than being able to raise Harry when she was just barely an adult. She did give a lot of thanks to Severus for helping her raise the boy.

Although Severus and James never got along, Severus had always been fond of the Potter girl. She was his favorite Potter that he had ever interacted with, which had only been four but that hadn’t mattered to him. Severus was quite fond of Lily but after realizing she was unattainable, he was able to move on from her. His fondness shifted to a different Potter, this time Y/N. Severus acted like a guard dog in a way, trying his damnedest to keep her safe and happy.

Not only did he act this way to her but also Harry. The boy grew up seeing Severus nearly everyday and had taken to calling the man Uncle Sev when he was 4. Severus had a fondness for Harry but nothing like the fondness he had for the boy’s aunt. Although her brother and his friends were terrible to him, Severus always liked the Potter girl better than her mischievous brother. He knew she was much different from her brother, more reserved, more intelligent, kinder.

The two grew closer and closer as the years went on, it got to a point that other professors were betting on when they would get together and students were constantly asking if they were a couple. Of course the two denied it but then later fantasized about being with the other instead of fessing up to their feelings. However, everything went astray during Harry's third year. Sirius Black had escaped Azkaban and Remus Lupin the new DADA professor.

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danceonmygravewhenthemoon · 8 months

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Remus loved dinosaurs. He learned about them in muggle school and has since been obsessed.

He told sirius and regulus but they didn’t understand the hype.

Peter let him info dump to him but never reciprocated his enthusiasm for them.

Mary and Lily also grew up knowing about dinosaurs but they cared more about the prehistoric animals.

Remus tried explaining dinosaurs to Marlene but she just wanted to her more about the meteor that killed them.

But James, James was ecstatic to learn about dinosaurs. He wanted to learn everything about them. James read books and learned every obscure fact he could find and he would always tell Remus everything he learned. James would enthusiastically listen to Remus’ info dumps and bring up his own points. The two of them could go on talking about dinos for hours. Finally Remus found someone to share his hobbies with. Someone who didn’t judge him and shared his enthusiasm.

Remus and James were bestfriends, they were major nerds and their friendship deserves more representation.

#remus lupin #james potter #moonsun #moonchaser #black brothers #platonic moonwater #wolfstar #maurauders #maurauders era #maurauders headcannon

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amourane · 11 days

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HIHI I WAS READING ONE OF YOUR FICS WHEN I CAME ACROSS YOUR BLOG AND WOW YOU WRITE SUPER GOOD. And I wanted to send in a request if that’s cool with you! here I go!

Could I request Sirius Black with a Male! (or GN! I prefer a male reader if that’s fine!) S/O who’s very tall and is really popular around the school? bonus if they dress in alternative and emo/scene clothing ? maybe for starters, the reader likes sirius a lot and they buy him drinks, snacks, etc bc they don’t rlly know how to tell him that they like him? and then confesses randomly during one of their little hang out sessions ??

I understand if you can’t do this or anything, feel free to decline this if you’d like! thank you so much and have a good day/or night.

and what if i do?

pairing: sirius black x gn!reader

genre: fluff!

w/c: 1k

summary: you and sirius black were enamoured by one another and everyone was just waiting for you to admit it.

warnings: none!

a/n: thank you so so much for the request! i tried to write it the best as i could, i hope you enjoy <3

There were many things that piqued Sirius Black’s interest but you were the most important. He didn’t know why he felt so drawn to you. Maybe it was the way your hair fell in your eyes or the way your laugh seemed to echo off every wall in the room or maybe it was the way whenever you looked at him he felt his cheeks flush a subtle pink. Whatever it was it drew him towards you as if he was a moth to a flame.

Sirius Black didn’t get crushes often but when he did fall he fell hard and that’s exactly what happened. He had approached you with the notion of copying some of your notes for Charms at first but when he saw the way your lips curved into that dreamy smile he forgot what he was going to say.

There weren’t many times he went speechless yet whenever he was confronted with you nothing but a spew of incoherent mumbles would slip out of his mouth before he would disappear from embarrassment. His friends had teased him relentlessly at his newfound crush, mocking the way he would turn into a blithering idiot in front of you.

Unbeknownst to Sirius you had just a big of a crush. Every time he approached you you couldn’t help the grin that would tug at your lips. You had fancied him for a while and it made butterflies shoot in your stomach whenever his cheeks would dust in that pretty pink shade.

You wouldn’t consider yourself popular by any means yet the majority of Hogwarts begged to differ. You never knew why so many people liked you but you guessed you drew attention to yourself in the best way possible. Your friends had tried to get you to understand the influence you had but you often found yourself zoning out to think about a certain boy instead.

It wasn’t long before Sirius finally mustered up the courage to talk to you without stumbling over his words. You simply watched the curly headed boy nervously try and initiate a conversation, a smile playing at your lips. It was out of character for the Sirius Black to act this way but you enjoyed it.

From then on a friendship blossomed. The two of you bonded over late night conversations and shared interests. The attraction between the two of you only grew stronger and everyone in Hogwarts knew about the mutual feelings you both had for each other, everyone but you and Sirius it seemed.

It was in the late hours in the evening that you bumped into Sirius Black alone. You had been aimlessly walking back to your dorm after a study session in the library when you turned the corner to meet the face of the Gryffindor.

“Hey Y/n, mind if I join you?” Sirius greeted you with a smile and the familiar expression made your heart flutter.

You couldn't help but return the smile, the corners of your mouth curling upwards. "Not at all. What brings you wandering the halls at this hour?"

He shrugged casually, falling into step beside you. "Just needed a break from the chaos. James was plotting another disastrous way to get Evans’ attention and I really couldn’t take anymore of his ranting. Plus, I figured I might bump into you." He threw you a flirty wink and you felt your own face heat up.

In the few weeks that you had known each other Sirius Black had definitely warmed up to you. Gone was the nervous nature, now replaced with a more flirty, more playful Sirius Black. Not that you minded of course.

“Well it’s good that you did. I’ve been meaning to give you something.” You produced a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans from the depths of your pocket, holding it out to him with a sheepish grin. "I noticed you like these, so I thought I'd grab you some.”

Sirius accepted your gift with a chuckle. “Merlin Y/n, with all these gifts you’re going to make me think you fancy me or something.”

You didn’t think it was possible to get any hotter.

It was true. You had been showering Sirius with gifts, from chocolate frogs to bottles of firewhisky. It seemed as though your pockets were endless as you gave him a new present every day with a grin on your face. His reactions were your favourite. The bright smile and twinkling eyes. You loved the way he would look at you and it simply made your heart pound.

It started out when you had planned to ask him out with a bag of fizzing whizzbees in your hand but you chickened out last minute and simply shoved the sweets in his hand before darting away. Ever since then you had bought gifts in hopes that you would eventually tell him how you felt.

“What if I do?”

The words slipped out of your mouth before you had a chance to even think about what you said. Sirius stilled. It was too late to take the words back now so you might as well go through with it.

“What if I do fancy you? Would that be a bad thing?”

Sirius’ eyes widened and you saw the way his expression was momentarily caught between shock and disbelief. You held your breath hoping that the pounding of your heart didn’t give you away.

But then, to your relief, a slow grin spread across Sirius' face, his eyes alight with amusement and something else, something deeper and more profound.

"Well, in that case," He said, his voice low and tinged with a hint of mischief, "I suppose I'd have to say I fancy you too."

The world stopped. Your heart leaped in your chest, a surge of euphoria coursing through your veins. A feeling you couldn’t describe consumed you and you felt as though you were dreaming.

“You do?” You croaked out in disbelief still not fully registering what he just said.

“Of course I do.” Sirius grinned and now you could see the blush that had made its way onto his face. “Godric, how could I not Y/n? You’re smart and funny and just…just really fucking incredible.”

His words allowed warmth to flood into your body and you beamed at him. Without another word, you leaned in, closing the distance between you as your lips met in a sweet and tender kiss. And as you melted into each other's embrace, you knew that you wanted to stay with Sirius Black forever.

#marauders x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius x reader #sirius black fluff #sirius black imagine #sirius fluff #sirius imagine #marauders imagine #maurauders #maurauders fanfic #sirius fanfiction #sirius black #sirius black fanfiction #sirius x you #sirius black smut #sirius smut

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buttercupd1ed · 9 months

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PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER: YOUNG REMUS LUPIN X READER

Summary: Remus is tired but he denies it.

Remus goes through the cramped and closed corridors of the train to the back where his friends, the Marauders, are. He finally arrives and enters the cabin they're in.

"Morning Moony," greets Sirius with a grin, now that everyone is finally complete.

"Hey guys," Remus greets him back with his raspy morning voice. He would always be wide awake and energetic at six in the morning.. what happened with him?

"Too sleepy to notice me, huh?" You tease with a soft voice and a chuckle, then he turns his head to you and widens his eyes a bit in surprise.

"Sorry Buttercup, I'm just really tired.." He groans as he slides his bag on top of the bag rack. He then takes the empty seat next to you.

"Take a rest, Remus. You've got dark circles under your eyes," says Peter who's just looking out for his friend, and Y/N nods.

"I-i'm good, what do you want to talk about? New pranks? Any gossip?" He says in between a yawn whilst fluttering his widened eyes to become much more awake.

"Remmy, no. Take a rest, please?" You request concernedly as you just want to have the best for your lover. You didn't want it to escalate to sickness.

"I'm fine, Y/N." He reminds in a whisper as his eyes fall half-closed. You sigh then pull him closer to you with both of your arms with a struggle. He really wasn't able to support himself.

"What are you doing?" Asked Remus.

"Put your head on my shoulder," you instruct whilst combing through his hair. Luckily, he hummed in agreement and did so instead of declining the offer. His head wasn't heavy, fortunately.

You did a few things to put him to sleep. You stroked his palm, combed his hair with your fingers, patted his back and head, gave him kisses on the forehead from time to time and hummed a song to him quietly. These made him fall asleep peacefully, and after a few hours you felt drowsy as well. You then rested your head against the wall and closed your eyes, only seeing pitch blackness and feeling the heartbeat of Remus.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #young remus lupin #young remus lupin x reader #fluff #fan fiction #Harry potter fanfiction #fanfic #remus #lupin #remus x reader #lupin x reader #x reader #reader #hp #Harry potter #maurauders #maurauders era

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emmalilyevansw1fe · 1 year

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Sirius: *looks around* wherewolf?

James: *points at Remus* therewolf!

Remus: *looks at them dead in the eyes* I will murder you.

Peter: scarewolf.

Remus: for fucks sake you fucking dog

James: swearwolf

#remus lupin #remus loves sirius #remus x sirius #sirius black #siriusxremus #sirius being sirius #james potter #wolfstar #maurauders #maurauders era #werewolf #james potter Sirius black Remus lupin Peter Pettigrew #peter pettigrew #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #wormtail #padfoot #prongs #moony

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theravenkin · 2 years

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cant get over the idea of remus taking regulus under his wing. remus seeing through reg's arrogant ice prince facade and seeing a scared little baby gay underneath. remus slowly getting reg to open up to him, to show his blushy awkward teenager self for once. regulus spilling all his insecurities, his secret crushes, his embarrassing interactions with remus. remus hyping reg up when he likes somebody, encouraging him to be himself, teaching him how to flirt. remus teasing him about being "slytherin's resident heartbreaker" and regulus going bright red every time ("ugh, lupin, shut up."). reg having One (1) interaction with the person he likes and SPRINTING to tell remus immediately ("we touched hands, remus" "oh, you minx!" "shut the fuck up"). remus and reg being able to share a Look and immediately breaking out into giggles. sirius HATING IT. (james finding it kind of adorable.)

sirius: what the fuck are you two on about now??

reg and remus: NOTHING. god. don't worry about it. so nosy. *suspicious giggling*

just. remus being like the "fun aunt" to reg. god i'm so obsessed with this someone help.

#maurauders #maurauders era #atyd #remus lupin #regulus black #wolfstar #jegulus #starchaser #sirius black #james potter #maurauders hc #maurauders era hc #remus lupin hc #regulus black hc #wolfstar hc #jegulus hc

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rahhhhhhhbrobro · 1 year

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Transmasc!Regulus helping Genderfluid!Sirius do their makeup and hair for a party

Sirius showing Regulus how to tie his tie

Regulus helping Sirius pick an outfit from his old dresses and skirts

Sirius giving Regulus all of their old slacks and button ups that don't fit him anymore

Regulus teaching Sirius how to walk in heels

Sirius painting Regulus's nails to match hers

Regulus trimming Sirius's hair like he use to do for himself

#trans regulus #gender fluid sirius black #regulus and sirius #regulus black #sirius black #maurauders #the black brothers #headcannons #harry potter headcanon #maurauders headcannon #the black family #the black brother bonding

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fishisvibing · 4 months

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#maurauders #my hp art

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lenoreamidala · 5 months

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His desperate desire to belong and to be liked meant that he was neither as brave nor as honest as he ought to have been.

#remus lupin #hpedit #harry potter #bookedit #maurauders #mauradersedit

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hawkmothdiemotte · 6 months

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Just wolfstar idk

#my stuff #my artwork #my art #fanart #wolfstar #wolfstar fanart #maurauders #maurauders era #moony #padfoot #moony x padfoot #remus lupin #remus x sirius #sirius x remus #sweater #remus lupin fanart

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petitemistletoe · 1 year

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James

Pairing: James Potter x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: angst!!!

Word Count: 2K

“Good morning!” Wanda sung as she threw open your bedroom curtains. You and Bucky groaned and buried your heads your pillows.

“Wanda get out!” Bucky growled.

“Did you forget what today is?” Wanda asked, pulling the covers off of you.

“Wanda please!” You curled your body in a ball under your sweatshirt.

“I’m gonna hit her.” Bucky started to sit up.

“Might want to put pants on first, Sergeant.” Steve chuckled. You sat up finally and opened your eyes.

“How many people are in here?” You said, rubbing your eyes and looking around your room. Wanda and Steve were fully dressed and grinning at the both of you.

“Seriously guys. Why are you up?” Bucky asked, moving you so you were sitting in front of him and hiding his unclothed body.

“Wanda’s brother is coming to visit today! It’s all she’s been talking about for weeks.” Steve smiled.

“Oh yes! The infamous Pietro is finally going to grace our sweet little tower.” You nodded. You and Bucky had never met Pietro before but the rest of the team raved about him. Even Natasha had hinted that if you ever broke up with Bucky, she thought you and Pietro would make a beautiful couple- “you just look like you would be together,” Natasha would say, much to Bucky’s chagrin.

“His jet lands in a few minutes, please get dressed and meet us for lunch!”

“Where are we going for lunch?” You asked, standing up and rifling through your closet for something to wear.

“Tony catered with a bunch of traditional sovokian dishes!” Wanda grinned before bounding out of the room.

“There are also sliders.” Steve smiled before leaving you and Bucky in the room.

“How dressy do you think this needs to be?” Bucky asked, rubbing his forehead and looking at the closet with you.

“Sweater and jeans?” You said, looking at your sweaters. One stood out from the others.

“Gonna wear your old school sweater?” Bucky asked. It was a gray sweater with your school crest in the right corner and it was lined with red and gold, your house colors.

“No,” you said, thumbing the fabric, “I think I’ll wear this green sweater instead.”

You and Bucky were the last to arrive to lunch, besides the guest of honor of course. Everyone was excitedly chattering about Pietro and how they could not wait to see him.

“Your future lover is coming up the stairs,” Natasha said in a sing-song voice. Bucky rolled his eyes and threw a slider at Natasha’s head.

“Everyone!” Wanda was standing near the door with her arms around someone you couldn’t make out yet. “This is my brother, Pietro!”

“Guess we should introduce ourselves to your new husband.” Bucky chuckled, grabbing your hand.

“Shut up,” you playfully hit his shoulder. You waited politely for everyone to greet Pietro before you and Bucky went up to him and Wanda.

“Nice to meet y…” Pietro trailed off as he locked eyes with you.

“James?” You whispered.

“Yes?” Bucky looked at you with a quirked eyebrow.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.” Pietro shook his head and placed his hands on your elbows.

“Oh no, what’ve they done now?” James chuckled as you and him watched Remus, Peter, and Sirius sprint across the grass from your place in front of the lake.

“I guess you’ll get to ask them in a second.” You smiled as the boys came running towards you and flopping down on the blanket.

“Oh! Hot butterbeer!” Sirius grabbed the large bottle by the neck and took a long sip.

“Why were you all running?” You asked.

“Sirius just convinced Snape to jump into the black lake because Lily Evans was waiting at the bottom for him and then Peter set his robes on fire. Sirius was going to drain the lake but McGonagall started heading over and we had to run.” Remus grinned, accepting the bottle from Sirius and taking a swig as well.

“Yeah, be a mate and pretend we’ve been with you the whole time.” Sirius pointed at the both of you.

“What are you doing anyway?” Peter asked, rummaging through the picnic basket and taking a large bite from a steaming piece of Yorkshire pudding.

“It’s mine and James’s two year anniversary. We’re having a romantic picnic.” You responded.

“We were having a romantic picnic.” James looked very cross with the other marauders.

“Has it been two years already?” Remus said, drumming his long fingers on his chin. Sirius and Peter were tucking into the rest of the food you all had packed. You weren’t going to say anything until Sirius pulled out the entire steaming Shepard’s pie.

“Okay! That’s more than enough.” You said, snatching the pie back.

“Can you leave us alone!” James said, turning impossibly red.

“Why’re you both freaking out!” Sirius said, crossing his arms and pouting.

“Yeah I-oh.” Something seemed to have clicked in Remus’s brain and he immediately stood up, “Let’s go.” He grabbed Peter elbow with one hand and Sirius’s with another.

“Moony! Let me go! Why are you defending these tossers!” Sirius was protesting.

“I think McGonagall is heading this way!” You shouted.

“Stop lying,” Sirius said with an eye roll.

“Ah fuck,” Peter shot up, “she isn’t lying,” He pointed to the ball of fury in green robes that was coming up the hill. The boys sprinted away at the sound of McGonagall shrill:

“Come back here right now!”

“I’m sorry about all that.” James sighed, reclining back and letting you place your head in his lap.

“It’s alright. I feel like these past two years I’ve been dating all of you.” You grinned.

“Hilarious.” James rolled his eyes. You turned your head in his lap and then gasped.

“Mr. Potter! Is that a wand in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

“Sit up for a second.” James was suddenly very serious.

“Okay,” you gave James a weird look but sat up so you were facing him. James dug around in his pocket for a moment and brought out a small velvet box.

“Don’t freak out, but I’ve been thinking about us a lot. It’s just…the world is uncertain, especially with Voldemort and I don’t want to waste another minute. I love you. I want to get married after we graduate.”

You were at a loss for words as James opened the velvet box to show a small, delicate ring. Your finger brushed over the ridges of the ring before James slid it onto your finger.

“Is that a yes?” James asked, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Yes.”

“What is going on between you two?” Wanda asked, looking back and forth between you and her brother very quickly.

“I know James…I mean Pietro. I don’t really understand how any of this is happening.” You shook your head.

“I don’t get it. How could you know each other? You came off the ice just two years ago and Pietro has been in Sokovia since Ultron, helping repair the town.” Wanda looked like her brain was going to explode.

“You all know I went to a boarding school in the UK and was put on the ice after being hurt in the war against Voldemort. I know Pietro from school. I just don’t understand how?” You turned back to you were facing Pietro.

“I’m not sure I fully understand it myself. I feel like seeing you unlocked an entire set of memories I didn’t know I had,” Pietro shakily sat in his chair, feeling his stomach turn over and over.

“You knew Pietro back at your boarding school? And why is your accent British now and not Sokovian?” Scott asked with a quirked eyebrow.

“I was James then,” Pietro said, “James Potter.”

“Pietro?” Wanda was looking at Pietro like he’d grown another head.

“Wait a second,” you felt your blood run cold for a moment, “Harry? Is he alive too? Is he out there somewhere?”

You and James felt like a truck had backed over you. Sirius was sitting in your kitchen, not able to make eye contact with you, after just telling you that he wasn’t able to be your secret keeper anymore.

“I…I just don’t get it. What are we supposed to do?” James asked, getting up and pacing. You looked across the room and made eye contact with Remus, who was bouncing your one year old son, Harry, on his knee and Peter, who was shaking Harry’s rattle. Remus sent you a small smile.

“It’s not a good idea. My family are tied too intimately with the death eaters. If anything happened to you because of that I’d never forgive myself,” Sirius shook his head and wrung his hands. James looked like he was getting ready to start yelling again but you stopped him,

“James. Sirius makes a good point. He’s just trying to do what’s best for us. And for Harry.”

“I know that! So, who’s our secret keeper now? Did you think of that, Sirius?” James was trying hard not to seethe but you could see his eyes were cloudy the way they got when he was enraged.

“What about Moony?” Sirius gestured to Remus hopefully.

“Not with his time of the month,” James shook his head.

“Hey!” Remus protested, “But he’s right. Too risky.”

“What about me?” Peter asked.

“That’s a good idea. Peter’s loyal, kind. And, no offense Wormtail, I don’t even think the death eaters know who he is.” James took a deep breath and stuck his hand out to Peter,

“Ready if you are.”

Pietro’s eyes went wide.

“Who’s Harry?” Steve asked.

“Our son,” you could barely whisper.

“Is this some sort of multiverse thing?” Tony was already typing away on his phone, probably trying to get in contact with Dr. Strange.

“I have no idea about Harry. I thought…well you were with him last.” Pietro shook his head.

“I don’t understand what’s going on at all.” Bucky looked like he was going to blow a fuse.

“He’s here, you have to get Harry and run.” James said, grabbing his wand and staring at the figure that was stalking his way towards your door.

“How did he find us?” You sobbed. “Can’t we run?”

“Listen to me. We don’t have time for this. I’ll hold him off. Get out of here.” James pushed you towards the stairs. You bound up the stairs with Harry in your arms. You ran into the nursery and shut the door, placing Harry in his crib. You reached in your back pocket for your wand and cursed lowly under your breath. It wasn’t there. You had no idea where it could be. You started scouring the room when you heard a scream and a slithery voice hiss a death curse. You put your hand over your mouth to stop your own scream. You pushed the crib to the furthest corner in the room from the door and stood in front of it, shielding it with your body. The door was burst open and you saw him in the face for the first time.

“I’ll spare you. Just give me the boy. He asked me to spare you.” He hissed.

“Who?”

“James.”

“James? James would not have asked you spare me over his own son.”

“Not that James. Get out of way. I will not ask you again” Voldemort lifted his wand.

“You have a son? You never mentioned that.” Bucky said, turning to face you.

“I didn’t remember it myself…not until…just now.” You were looking back and forth between Pietro and Bucky. James and Bucky. James and…James.

“Voldemort…he said something to me before…” your mind was racing a million miles a minute.

“What is your name?” Pietro turned and looked at Bucky. You could tell that he was thinking exactly what you were.

“Bucky.”

“It’s James. His real name is James Buchanan Barnes.”

Part 2

#Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #Sebastian Stan #sebastian stan x reader #James potter #aaron Taylor johnson #james potter x reader #pietro maximoff #maurauders era #maurauders #mauraders x reader #harry potter #marvel

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biancabxtch · 3 months

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i was asked by my friend group, who mainly is only into the pjo/magnus chase/ one kane chronicles person, what my top 10 fav ships were.

everything i put down was either maurauders fandom (jegulus, wolfstar, dorlene), kny (sanegiyuu, sabiyuu, obamitsu), or pjsk (akitoya, ruikasa, kanamafu)

they were so fucking confused and it was so funny omg 😭😭

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give-bucky-his-boyfriend-back · 1 year

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Some of my favorite ships x "I don't like my last name"

Bucky: I don't like my last name

Sam:

Bucky: Because it's not you-

Sam: Whoa, that's not what we're gonna do

Bucky:

Sam: I have been dreaming of taking your last name for years now

Bucky:

Sam: Don't take this away from me

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Sirius: I don't like my last name

Remus: * expects him to say " because its not yours" * Omgomgomg

Sirius: Because it reminds me of my fucking godawful family

Remus:

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Dean: I don't like my last name

Cas:

Dean: Because it's not yours

Cas: Dean I don't have a last name

#sambucky #destiel #wolfstar #incorrect wolfstar quotes #incorrect destiel #incorrect sambucky #supernatural #marvel #maurauders #harry potter

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prsfphone · 2 years

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miss me | r.l. x reader

word count: 1837

warnings: penetrative sex, toxic!remus, maybe dubcon? (adding it just to be safe), mentions of alcohol/drinking, light degradation, fingering, dirty talk, unprotected sex

author note: dedicated to lily <3 ily @my-my-only-angel and the WONDERFUL anon who requested remus smut a while back!

“don't be so naive, you know that you are all I see”

remus was watching you from across the pub. sirius, opposite him, winked at you, and you whipped around to face your friends again. they had ordered a round of shots and marlene was counting down from three, and when she got to one, you downed yours and slammed the glass back on the counter. it burned its path down your throat and you tried to trick yourself into attributing the heat in your cheeks to it, but you knew better.

it had to do with remus—his steady eyes tracking your every move.

the last time you’d seen him he’d been demanding; i’m starting to think that you love seeing me mad. why do you want to escape so bad? whose arms can’t you just not wait to run into? in that cool, collected voice of his as you tried to leave, after breaking up with him yet again. he never yelled, but sometimes you wished he would. even then, though—you were biting your lip when you glanced over your shoulder to make sure that he was still watching, a hot feeling unfurling in your belly. it was something like nausea, something like glee, something like arousal.

you’d told your friends you were filled with dread at the idea of him popping up tonight, the way he always seemed to, but the relief that swept through you at the sight of him—tall, lean, scarred, unwavering—called you a liar.

you ordered another shot and used it to try to quell your nerves, your anticipation.

it felt like it took forever before your friends slowly all trickled out the door and into taxis, before sirius left and remus finally sidled up to the bar where you were sitting, straight-backed and bouncing your leg, chewing your bottom lip raw.

worry was etched across his brow, a crease between his brows that you ached to reach out and smooth. “feeling okay, love?” his amber eyes were hot and you shivered.

you drew yourself up straighter, somehow. “i’m fine,” you said, but the words came out too breathless. you cleared your throat and moved to get up, “leave me alone, remus.”

his arm hooked around your waist and he pulled you into him, so close you had to tilt your head all the way back to see his eyes. he tilted his head down and chuckled. “so you like attention, just not from me anymore?”

you jerked back. he wouldn’t let you budge. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

he brushed the hair away from your face gently, tucked it behind your ears. “don’t treat me like i’m stupid, love. i see the way you’re dressed—dressed just like a little slut, begging to be looked at, yeah?” his voice was low and even and you tried to break free of his grip again and this time he released you, smugness overtaking the concern on his face when you stayed exactly where he’d put you.

“i’m not dressed like a slut!” you argued back, indignant.

“then why’s every man in here undressing you with their eyes, huh, baby? this is exactly what you wanted.”

you scowled. “you’re not my boyfriend anymore, remus—how i dress isn’t any of your business.”

he laughed. you flushed. “why don’t y’let me give you a ride home, hmm?”

“i don’t need—or want—a ride from you.”

“don’t be like that, love. just want to make sure you get home safe, yeah?”

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remus insisted on walking you to your door. when you finally managed, through shaky, nervous hands, to unlock your front door and turned to say—what were you going to say?—something, anything, to remus, he was swooping down and pressing his mouth against yours.

when you melted into him, wrapping your arms around his neck and opening your mouth for him he murmured, “knew y’missed me.”

you pushed open the door and dragged him inside. you had vague notions of your bedroom but remus was knocking you back onto the couch, roughly pushing your shirt up and lavishing attention on your breasts, sucking on your nipples through the thin lacy material of your bra. you stretched against him, mewling at the heat of his mouth, the weight of his attention on you.

he came back up to your mouth, panting, eyes blown black with desire. “you’re so fuckin’ pretty, baby,” he said it like a curse. he sat up, bringing you with him on his lap. “wanna kiss you ‘til i can’t breathe.”

eager, demanding, you slanted your lips against his, pressed your cunt into the bulge in his pants, whining softly into his mouth. his hand found its way up your skirt, tight as it was, and just a stroke of his knuckle over the soaked fabric of your panties had you shaking.

“knew you missed me,” he said again.

“i didn’t,” you objected, nipping at his lip.

his fingers curl painfully into your skin at the words. “well,” he said sardonically, “at least this little pussy missed me.” his deft fingers pushed the skimpy fabric to the side, his mouth working at your neck, that spot that made you gasp every time. “who’d you wear these for, baby?” before you could answer, some mumbled excuse that they weren’t for him, he continued, dipping a finger, two, into your weeping hole: “you’re so wet, love. dripping down my fingers.” he moved his fingers in and out slowly, ignoring your swollen clit. in a desperate attempt to get closer, you began riding his hand.

he quickly withdrew his hand from your skirt, laid back on the couch and propped his arms behind his head. “why don’t you ride me, hmm, pretty girl? show me just how much your needy little cunt missed me.”

“and if i don’t want to?” it was a pointless question, a waste of breath; you were already undoing his pants, pumping his cock, dragging your thumbnail lightly across the slit just to hear the sharp intake of breath.

“stop bein’ stupid and sit on my cock.”

you crawled up him just a little more, and his hands found your hips, guiding you down onto him slowly. he squeezed his eyes shut, looking as if he were in pain. a high noise you didn’t recognize slipped from you. “rem,” you whined. “‘m so full.”

“move for me, love.”

the sight below you was a familiar one; remus, with his shaggy hair, gazing up at you with those amber eyes as you began moving back and forth on him. you were rocking more than anything else, but he didn’t seem to mind for the moment. the deep, jagged lines of the scars on his face—nine of them, to be exact—scrunched up when you squeezed tight on him after a certain motion hit a sweet spot inside of you. the feel was familiar, too—his hands on your hips, possessive and heavy and warm. his pelvis brushing against yours with each rut.

he reached up and helped you peel off your shirt, undid the clasp on your bra to watch your tits bounce as you began to ride him harder.

tomorrow morning when you woke up next to remus, you’d blame the drinks at the pub, blame him, but, really, you knew better—that something about remus, his face and his body, the way he carried himself and the way he spoke lit you up like a sparkler, like gun powder. it made you press your thighs together and your cheeks hot and remus knew it, too.

you had the thought that you wished the man below was anyone else and simultaneously rebelled at the idea of anyone else. flirting with anyone else—since meeting remus—felt like challenging him. you’d break up with him and curse him but secretly hope he’d chase you. and he always did. chased you the way you were chasing your orgasm—almost lazily, and with the self-assurance that you’d get what you wanted.

but remus wasn’t having it tonight. his hands fell from your hips and grabbed yours, resting on his abdomen, and dragged one to each of his clothed shoulders. the action slid you forward and changed the angle, to which you bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut.

“come on, baby,” he taunted, voice rasping against your skin. “i know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.” he bent his legs and began thrusting, roughly, up into you. you tried to meet him thrust for thrust, but remus’ rhythm was too fast for your already-burning thighs and after a few moments of the assault, you collapsed, boneless and pathetic, onto his chest. your face was in his neck, trying not to whimper just to spite him now.

remus was relentless and it didn’t take much longer before you succumbed to him, your orgasm tearing through you, leaving you shaking against him as he didn’t let up. “remus—” you begged, but he only laughed, mocking: “my poor girl—is it too much?”

you were oversensitive from your orgasm still and every thrust felt too sharp, too hot—it was like needing to step away from the fire but preferring to die of hypothermia first.

his hands were splayed across your back, keeping you pinned to his chest, your nipples stimulated with every thrust from the friction of his sweater.

“you let anyone else fuck you like this?” he demanded. “you let anyone else fill this perfect little pussy with come?”

“no-o,” you stuttered.

“such a good girl f’me, baby,” he cooed back to you. “no one knows how to treat this little pussy but me. ‘member that next time you think y’don’t want me.”

he had his hands on your ass and he was hitting a spot that was making you see stars, see black spots. “want you to come—pleasepleaseplease—remus!” you hardly knew what you were saying. you couldn’t think about anything but the pleasure pooling in the pit of your stomach, couldn’t think past his cock so deep in you it almost hurt.

“you want me to come inside you, love? show you who you belong to once and for all?”

“want to feel you—ohmygod—rem, rem—remus—yes, right there! right there! yesyesyes—” if your first orgasm was a firework, this one was a nuclear explosion. it wiped you clean of any thoughts, singed your nerve endings and it was all you could do as remus thrust up into you from below. “so pretty when you come for me, love,” he praised.

It took only a few more thrusts into your spasming cunt before he was groaning loudly, coming in you, filling you until it began leaking out of you, down his cock.

he grabbed your face with both hands after a long moment of nothing but silence and both of your heavy breathing filling the space, encapsulating it almost entirely, and kissed you gently on the forehead.

“knew y’didn’t mean it when you said you hated me.”

#remus lupin #remus lupin fanfic #remus lupin smut #maurauders #notsfw #harry potter fanfic #toxic!remus #remus lupin x reader

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