I'm a poly!marauders girlie and idk if your ok with that but what's been on my mind is the dynamic outside of hogwarts like maybe once they graduate(no war) do they move into the city? Or the country? Do they want kids? How would they be sending their kids to hogwarts? Do their kids tell everyone their three dads๐ญ๐ญ I'm been feeling domestic lately I blame hormones
Also I couldn't find rules for your blog so I hope I'm not breaking your comfort zone
Omg I love thisssss! I have to repost my boundaries, but this is perfectly fine I love poly!marauders
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After school I feel like theyโre more likely to live in the countryside, but with easy access to the city so they can take their girl shopping. Theyโre all the type to spoil you, each part of the house represents the perfect haven for each of you. This is most important for both Remus and Sirius who never really got the chance to express themselves in their homes.
As for children I think this would depend, Remus would be hesitant with his lycanthropy. James wants the best for the people he loves but had always wanted a child to care for and love as his own. Sirius wasnโt quite sure what he wanted, but heโd be happy to have a piece of each of them in the world.
If they do end up having a baby theyโd all be the sweetest. Remus, โDaโ, gives the best cuddles, his jumpers are snuggly and heโs never too preoccupied with his books to do any for their baby. James, โdaddyโ, is a very hands-on dad, he takes them to the parks, cooks with them, anything he can do to spend meaningful time, he does. Sirius, โpapaโ, is already teaching quidditch at the ripe age of two, he doesnโt push though, and always finds himself trying to do what the child enjoys rather than force anything onto them.
(An: this ended up being longer than I thought but wowww this got me going!! Thank you for the request ๐)
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could i get remus lupin being nervous to ask slytherin!reader to the yule ball ๐๐
Ofc!! Thank you so much for the request :D
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๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ ๐น ๐๐ฆ๐ฎ!๐๐ญ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ!๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด: ๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง, ๐๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ง๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ต, ๐๐ฏ๐น๐ช๐ฆ๐ต๐บ, ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ
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Remus Lupin was far from perfect, from the small flaws to the large ones, he always noticed. He knew the way his hair stuck straight in the mornings, how his scarred featured were far from desirable, he understood that he spoke too quickly, and how he snapped too easily when he was close to the full moon (and whenever it was Sirius Black talking).
Maybe his friends told him it wasnโt his fault, possibly it wasnโtโฆ but what if she thought it was? What if when she looked at him all she saw was the imperfections and shortcomings of his existence?
The brown haired boyโs hands flattened across his thighs in consideration, his eyes flickering across words he wasnโt reading. It was only when someone cleared their throat that he was thrown out of his daze, he glanced up from the textbook only to meet the most gorgeous face heโd ever seen.
Your eyebrows raised as you nodded toward the chair beside him, โMay I sit?โ You asked, he nodded promptly his cheeks fading into a dark crimson shade. A noise escaped your lips sounding somewhere between a laugh and a scoff, though he suspected it wasnโt meant in kind; it was so beautiful in his own mind, he couldnโt have cared.
โS-so,โ he stuttered, mentally slapping himself in the process, โyโknow, hogsmeade is coming up this weekend?โ Your face twisted up in boredom as you shrugged. But you didnโt say anything else opting to open up a silvery book on your lap. So he continued this time with more confidence, โI was wondering if youโd like to go with me?โ
You finally raised your face to him, your mouth opening in surprise before quickly changing it back into a look of poise โNo.โ you replied quickly, โThe Yule ball is sooner. Unless you have a date already, Lupin?โ He flushed his head shooting up all assertiveness he mightโve had fleeting at that one statement.
โNo- I mean, yes Iโd love to go with you! No, I donโt have a date..โ He responded.
โGood.โ You smiled lightly, โIโll see you around Remus.โ
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anything to do with james potter and smut. imagine james and y/n being childhood bestfriends and y/n always told james about her boy problems. she comes back from a bad date and the rest can be up to you (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MAKE IT SMUT IM BEGGING) (based in hogwarts)
(Thereโs very little smut, but I might add to this later :))
Omg!!! heโs so nice at first, acting all friendly and sweet, until heโs not. Youโre stomping back to the common room after hours, not worried abt getting caught when James finds you. And ofc why would you keep anything from your best friend so you tell him everything. How the boy wouldnโt shut up abt himself, never asked you anything. James leads you back to the common room, his hand coming in flush with your hip when you almost walk into a corner. Itโs then when his lips attach to yours. The night is filled with him thrusting into you, his arms looped around your torso.
Heโs bending you over and his hand is pressing against your spine in a way that only makes you feel fully encompassed by his large figure. โWhy would you need another boy, babyโ and โTell me your mine, say it.โ.
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love your stuff ๐ can you do newt x fem slytherin student reader pls ?
Oh my goodness thank youu!! Ofc, just a warning I donโt know much about Newt but will try my best ๐ Also so sorry for the late reply!!
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด: ๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ฉ-๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง
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When you first realized you were in love with Newt Scamander you thought it would fade eventually. Not that you wanted it to, but the idea that one single man could have your heart soaring out of your chest at any simple movement was rather unsettling.
But as you lay with your head against his narrow chest, listening to his breathing with your nose stuck in a book, you realized it might never go away. His nimble fingers worked through your hair, his legs intertwined with yours at the base of the bed.
You closed the book and set it beside you, twisting to look at your lovely boy. His eyes caught in the moonlight, dancing around in his honeyed gaze. And the only words that you could give him didnโt even share a fraction of your infatuation with him.
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[๐/๐: sorry this is so short, I plan on doing more writing soon if possible!]
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hiii!! how abt wandanat x fem!r where r has been teasing wandanat all week while they were on a mission. r sending pics in lingerie, teasing herself, sending voice msgs where sheโs whimpering and begging, etc. when wandanat come back theyโre ready to punish r but theyโre just so whipped and canโt resist rโs begging and desperate state
Yesssss! Omg, this might be longer than a Drabble but I couldnโt resist ๐ณ
Warnings: Hair Pulling, D/s dynamics, Mommy/Mโam kink
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You would be completely lying if you said, you had no idea how tonight would go. Youโd been teasing them all the week, sending them photoโs of that red lingerie you knew Wanda loved on you, ๏ฟผof you in short skirts and tiny shirts that hugged your figure just right. Youโd even gone as far as to send them both a video of you getting off.
The camera had faced right at your pussy as you eased the thick dildo into yourself, a lustful moan echoing through the room into the mic. You knew that would be the trigger, even if you hadnโt really finished they wouldnโt know that.
All they would know was that youโd gotten off without them, without their permission.
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They hadnโt wasted a moment when they had gotten home, shoving into the apartment with such force that you couldโve sworn theyโd broken something.
Wanda smiled at you ruthfully pounding into your cunt, hitting your g-spot with every thrust. Your mouth opened as Natasha pulled at your hair, her blue eyes meeting yours in severity, โMomm-y, please, please may I cum? Ple-ease Mโaam?โ You moaned out both Natasha and Wandaโs eyes met laughing at your state.
Natasha looked back down at you, โWhat do yโthink Wands, does our baby deserve to cum?โ Wanda looked as though she was contemplating it, but you both knew she knew her answer. Her hand found your clit rubbing tight circles around it, Natโs fingers pinching at pulling at your taut nipples โI think our little slut does, as many times as we want.โ
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hear me out- dilf james.
y/n goes back to her boy bestfriends house who has a crush on her and tries to move to her but she doesnโt like him back. so while her boy bsf is sleeping his dad (james) finds y/n in the kitchen and you and make up the rest (pls be smut xo)
I love thissss I'm so sorry for the late reply!! I wrote the boy best friend as Harry, just because it was easier :)
Bfd!James Potter X Innocent!Reader
Warnings: Age gap, Power imbalance,
Y/n had always loved the smell of summer. Harry argued that it didn't have a smell, "It's not like rain, it's just a season." But she thought differently.
She pulled a light green sundress from the back of her closet over her head as Harry argued the point relentlessly from her bed.
"I just don't understand. And I mean, I get it, not that big of a deal. It doesn't have a smell though." He huffed when she smiled at him lightly replying with a quick, "you're wrong." winking playfully at the boy when he flushed. He shook his head as he rose from the bed, a sturdy hand brushing over her waist, "I like this dress, the color suits you."
The sun shone dimly over the hill when they finally made it to the Potter residence. She'd always refused to floo because of the unsettling knot that formed in her stomach, so every Friday Harry would drive over to her home in a muggle car and drive her back. Y/n always said they could stay at her house, but Harry had never wanted to.
She sat at the island while he cooked, her arm draped over the marble island. The kitchen was spacious, Mr. Potter had always liked extravagance according to Harry. There were dried fruits hanging from the ceiling, and the fridge was always somehow filled with all her favorites. Mr. Potter had come in five minutes earlier, his hazel eyes flicking over her figure in a way that had her pressing her thighs together. He'd smiled and said his hellos before wandering off to his study.
Y/n had always felt horrible for the attraction she held for her best friend's father, but as much as she tried to rid herself of it the undeniable appeal of his father had never seemed to go.
Harry sat a full plate in front of her as he settled close beside her, his arm draping around her midriff to pull her close chair even closer. His hair had been tussled and the apples of his cheek were pink as he leaned in close to her. His face was pressed against hers in an instant, his lips moving across hers sloppily.
Y/n pulled away quickly, her hands finding his shoulders to keep him at a safe distance.
"Oh shit, Y/n I am so sorry. Shit, I read that wrong, I'm so so sorry!" His words were rushed and he looked as panicked as she felt but she reassured him softly, telling him to go shower while she finished eating.
He seemed relieved for the escape as he left. She couldn't force herself to eat after, her head was filled with worry.
Maybe it was the fact that James Potter came in at the wrong time, or possibly it was just the fact that she was so utterly tempted by. But after Harry fell asleep that night you slipped down into the kitchen, sitting at the island and trying to think.
It was when his father came home, he'd sauntered into the room the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up his eyes lit at the sight of you, "Hey doll." He greeted as he opened the fridge to pull out the milk. He opened the top and raised it over his mouth, looking over at you when you crinkled your nose in disgust, "What's up?" He asked sarcastically, he had this laugh that sounded like something incredibly funny had happened and it made you bloom.
"Uh, nothing. Your house, your milk." You shook your head dismissively and he shook his right back, setting the milk down and coming closer. He ducked his head down so his nose became close to yours, "Nuh-uh, tell me, doll, what is it?" He fingers came up to clasp your chin lightly and you could feel your legs get closer.
"It's nothing, just y'know there are glasses...?" You replied hesitantly and before you could stop yourself you were leaning in to admire his speckled eyes, "Has anyone told you how pretty your eyes are."
When he smiled you saw it in his eyes, "Why thank you. Has anyone told you that you're very pretty?" His arms shifted to hold your face when you went to look away, closing the gap in between the two of you.
"My pretty girl." He admired as he thrusted into you. He held you on the counter and pinched your thigh when your moans got a bit loud.
"C'mon doll, gotta be quiet. Can't have Harry hearin' ya." His finger found their way to your bundle of nerves, making it more difficult for you to stay quiet. His other hand sat comfortingly on your throat, his lips meshing with yours perfectly.
"J-james, I'm... I think I'm peeing!" you whisper terrified, trying to push the larger form away from you. His fingers brush over your temple sweetly as he smiles almost teasingly, "Oh, sweet girl, no, you're cumming. Cum for me, my pretty girl." The band in you snaps making your body go limp, his hands find their way to support you.
"Good girl." He breathes out as he continues to find his release.
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๐๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐๐ท๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ: ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด
๐๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐น ๐๐ฆ๐ฎ!๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด: ๐/๐ด, ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ!๐๐ช๐ญ๐บ, ๐๐ถ๐ฃ!๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง '๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐บ', ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐ต, ๐๐ถ๐ฎ-๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ถ๐ด. ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ด๐ฆ, ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ต๐ฉ
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Lily likes to get herself off first, forcing you to eat her out (not that you mind), riding your face, rubbing your pussy against hers
Sheโll do anything to get you to cum though, she loves the way your face twists up and likes to mock it
๐๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ข๐ด๐ฎ ๐ง๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, "๐๐ฉ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ, ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ? ๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐บ?" "๐๐ฐ ๐ช๐ต ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ, ๐ค๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ต๐ฉ๐บ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ญ๐ถ๐ต"
She probably praises you more than degrades, unless youโve upset her
If you break a rule she has so many punishments (varying based on the severity of the rule)
๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ช๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ช๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ
๐๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ'๐ด ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ด๐บ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ
She definitely isnโt against toys, she loves using her strap on you, telling you how gorgeous you look getting off on her โdickโ
I donโt think sheโs one for *doing it* in public places but if youโre really misbehaving sheโll definitely finger you under the table either making you cum so many times or not leaving you on the brink for hours
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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐- ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ
๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ ๐น ๐๐ญ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ!๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด: ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐บ๐ด๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ
Confidence is an act, one reinforced by physical appeal and status. Beauty is one in the same. All that, is what she thought before she met Remus Lupin.
The amber-eyed boy carried himself with no self assurance, he seemed to shrink down behind his books and hide in his large sweaters. Even so, he appeared to make himself smaller within her presence.
She wondered if she made him nervous, she also wondered where his scars came from, if his kisses tasted like tea and cigarette ash, were his eyes from his mother or father? They were stupid questions, often thought under the cover of darkness.
But the moment his arms looped around her waist, spinning her around the glistening hall she forgot every single query she had. His palms splayed against her back meeting at the crook of her torso and she sighed in delight. He looked at her strangely and she just smiled.
She would know everything about him if it was the last thing she did.
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[๐๐: ๐'๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต]
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Okay for sinful Sunday: what about something dark and slightly hurt/comfort where it's close to the full moon and Remus goes particularly rough on fem!reader during sex and she has to use her safeword? Thank you!
Ofc! Thank you for the request.
Remus Lupin x fem!reader
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Remus always tended to be a bit more on edge towards his time of the month, you knew this, and you tried your best to take it in stride.
But as he pushed into you roughly, his one hand pinning your waist to the paneled wood floor and the other wrapped around your neck squeezing tightly you couldnโt help to feel as though you might have angered him.
His dick shoved into your body, over and over, his words of degradation pulling you further into the headspace of longing. Needing to be held softly, loved not fucked.
Suddenly you cried out, โSunshine! Sun-shine.โ Within a moment he pulled out of you his hand finding itโs way from your throat and his eyes softening to you.
โWhatโs wrong baby? Does it hurt, whatdโyou need?โ His voice was soft and coddling, you nodded slightly holding to him tightly.
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Hands- Remus Lupin
Remus Lupin x Fem.reader
Warnings: Degradation, D/s dynamic, Finger sucking, Allusions to smut, Stress, Mean Remus (??)
{Remus wants to study, Y/n wants attention}
Sundays were usually Remus Lupin's favorite day of the week, they were the end of a new beginning and they symbolized all peace he knew in life. But a cruel Sunday in December had wracked his body with pure anguish; viciously reminding him of his stress from the week. He'd spent hours of the weekend hunched over a script jotting down mindless notes, he'd barely gotten up from his desk in days.
It worried Y/n, though her boyfriend was known for his focus on studies he usually payed some mind to the outside world... to her.
Crawling into her boyfriend's lap she trailed small dewdrop kisses up his neck; peppering them along his cheeks and landing upon his mouth. He shallowly returned them; a slight delay in his reaction before his gaze met hers in a chastising look "Love, not now.โ A small mewl fell from her lips, wanting, no; needing her boyfriends attention. She shuffled around in his lap earning a light smack onto her thigh and his fingers clasping onto her cheeks puffing out her lips in an involuntary pout, โNot now. Sit, quietly.โ He demanded softly.
Any other day this mightโve been fine, but today a haze had fallen over her mind muddling all her thoughts in need. As soon as his fingers left her cheeks she began to pout again, โRemmy? Youโve been working for foreverrrr!โ She complained her hands tugging at his shirt to bring his face down to hers. Suddenly he pulled his fingers up, she was expecting a light tap to her face but instead they were tucked into the cavern of her mouth.
She moaned around them, not expecting the intrusion drool pooled around the corners of her mouth a helpless look gracing her features. He returned to his work quietly, shifting her on his lap so he could work with one hand โI have more work to do, but if youโre good I might let you have my cock instead.โ He nodded to himself as if solidifying his own thoughts, โOk, sweetheart?โ
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๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐๐ฆ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ- ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ 1
๐๐ต๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐น ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐น ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ช๐ค!๐ต๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ!๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐น ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต, ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ด๐ถ๐ฃ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ
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In all actuality you were sure that Eddie would be dead if not for you and Dustin Henderson. That he wouldโve sacrificed himself for a town who hated him anyways. That was, if you and Dustin hadnโt tackled him to the ground and forced him back home, you were sure he wouldโve died an unknown hero.
Thank god, that he hadnโt. He was safe, Hawkins was safe, and all of your friends were unharmed minus a few scratches and bruises. Except you.
You, y/n l/n, had no home to return to. In the โearthquakeโ it had been reduced to a pile of rubble. And your mother had left, at least you hoped she did. Though as far as you knew; she hadnโt been home in the first place. Or if she had sheโd left just as quickly such as sheโd came.
Your home though; years of solitude in your solemn abode. Stuck between four walls for the majority of your lonely childhood had been crumbled to waste. As you stood and took in your reality you struggled to remember the first time your mother had left you alone for weeks on end, you had to be about.. four maybe five?
The first time it happened youโd relished the freedom, eating sweets for dinner and spending loose change on sodas instead of milk, all hours of the night avoiding sleep in front of the tv. But that only lasted a few days before you came to miss your barely attentive mother, but then she came stumbling into your home coming off a bender.
You remembered to this day how you woke on the living room floor just as she stepped over you, she hadnโt even bothered to add a loving touch to the memory. She hadnโt covered you with a blanket or kissed your forehead, but you smiled calling out for your mommy and wishing sheโd notice you.
She didnโt.
The cycle had๏ฟผ scarcely been broken throughout your days in the home, but you werenโt so alone anymore. You had friends, youโd saved your town three times already. You didnโt need her. Maybe๏ฟผ, you never had.
In the years sheโd been gone many things had happened, youโd entered your first year of high school, been stuck in the upside down, had your first kiss. All of which sheโd missed, but two people hadnโt. Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington had been there the entire time.
Youโd only first met Steve when he was โNancyโs stupid boyfriendโ and the king of Hawkins high. Though youโd known Eddie for longer than you could remember, seeing as his uncle Wayne had been friends with your late father.
Therefore, they were the first people you went to when your life crashed down on top of you. As you stood outside the large cedar door you felt the looming presence of regret settle atop your bones, but before you could turn your back to the home it was opened. There stood Steve Harrington in all his glory, his cheeks were flushed and his hair mangled leading you to believe that heโd just woke, โY/n! Y/nโฆ hi.โ He exclaimed his voice cracking slightly, and at that the dam broke.
Your emotions all fell forward and sobs retched through your body as he embraced you, your tears soaked through his shirt but he only held you tighter. He shushed you as you tried to apologize to him through choked gasps. A voice echoed through the home as you pulled away from the older boy, โSteve, Whoโs here?โ Your eyes widened and Steveโs face flushed. A laugh broke through the thick silence from your own traitorous body, โYou whore! You slept with Eddie? After all that talkโฆ my god.โ And if possible his face turned beat red at that point in time. โFuck off.โ He gritted out while rolling his eyes and nudging you into the house.
Inside the living room sat Eddie Munson, he mustโve only been expecting his lover to enter the room but as soon as he saw you his face lit up. He opened his mouth to say something before taking in your frazzled appearance, the dried tears staining your face were a clear enough indication for him to realize something was wrong. He pushed himself from the couch and grasped at your shoulders gently, โHey, whatโs up? Everything ok?โ His voice was softer than youโd ever heard it, and so you nodded your head in response.
You knew heโd understand if you told him, having gone through a similar situation himself but your voice cracked as you said it still, โS-sheโs gone Eds. Really gone.โ And he did. He understood, more than anyone had ever known before.
{๐๐: So, Iโve decided to make this into a series. Iโll take requests for this story, whether they be angst, fluff or anything else. The next chapter should be posted soon :)}
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@applebittenn [hi again!! i loved the fic so so much and was wondering if i could send in a prompt for fluffy friday!!
ok the prompt is basically just the marauders (after realizing slytherin! reader is okay) teasing remus and reader before they're together hope u have a lovely day <3]
Sorry I had to take a screenshot of the request. But, This is amazing!! I'm so happy you liked the writing, I hope this one is just as good <3
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๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ ๐น ๐๐ฆ๐ฎ!๐๐ญ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ!๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ
(๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด)
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด: ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐บ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต-๐ด๐ฐ-๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ
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- The group was worried at first, Remus had clearly expressed liking you but they didnโt think heโd make a move on it.
- Sirius made it abundantly clear that he didnโt believe it to be a good idea. Peter, where he pretended he didnโt mind shyed away from you at first.
- But once they saw the way you looked at their friend, and all the little affections you two shared they warmed up to you slightly.
- Sirius constantly made jokes about marriage
- โYโknow, by Black family standards youโre moving quite slow.โ *wink wink*
- James was kind to you from the beginning, possibly a little apprehensive though he knew that Remus could make his own decisions.
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๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ: ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด
(๐๐๐๐ under "smutty")
Warnings: Swearing (in all sections), mentions of suicidal thoughts/ideations, mentions of food, angst, relationship failure, (all of these things will be under my angst section), nsfw
๐๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐บ:
The amount of fucking sweaters this boy has is simply outrageous, almost his entire wardrobe is filled with fluffy sweaters.
He loves to see you bundled up in them, whether they fit you just right or they swallow you whole, he constantly obsesses over how adorable you look in his clothes
If you have a period he loves caring for you during it, or just whenever you get sick. It gives him a sense of peace
Youโre the only one he gives his chocolate to, whenever you sneak a peace from his bag he pretends to turn a blind eye
๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ
He loves watching you get ready, heโd stare at you for hours just watching you do your hair and put on your clothes
๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐บ:
This boy switches between a hard dom and a soft sweetheart so quickly
The mockingโฆ degradation is like ohhhh my lord
Aftercare is so sweet, baths, candy, cuddles whatever you want
"๐๐ธ๐ฉ. ๐๐บ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ญ๐ถ๐ต, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ค๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ?" "๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ."
The looks he gives you pre-sex, they range between warning and adoring all of them are hot as shit
I think heโd probably be more into overstimulation opposed to edging, idk just a personal preference on my end (๐)
"๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ. ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ... ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ." "๐๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ. ๐๐ถ๐ฎ. ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ด๐ญ๐ถ๐ต. ๐๐บ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ด๐ญ๐ถ๐ต."
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I had a brain rot prompt pop up last night so like:
After the battle in the upside-down Eddie and Steve survive and get together. Y/nโs mother left during the โearthquakeโ leaving her with no parental figures, whether legally or not; Eddie and Steve take in Y/n and they become a family but are trying to cope with the trauma of all the crap theyโve been through.
So likeโฆ if I write this would people read it??
If so comment and Iโll tag you :)
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Stupid Snake-
๐๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ถ๐ด ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐น ๐๐ฆ๐ฎ!๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ
Synopsis: (I donโt really know what that means right now, but I hope itโs a summary) When Sirius has to drag home the girl heโs [hated] for years, because sheโs drunk and he has to confront his feelings for her.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ (๐๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ), ๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ต๐บ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ข ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ด๐ต (๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด??)
[Ok, so this is really short sorta [shitty] writing. But Iโm lonely and drunk and gonna write it because I can. ]
Y/n L/n was nothing more than a stupid snake in Sirius Blackโs opinion. She was an entitled, lyingโฆ snake. It didnโt matter that sheโd befriended his entire group, she wasnโt trust worthy enough for him.
Though you didnโt truly feel the same about the boy donning the Black family name, you knew he disliked you because of your house but it really didnโt matter much to you. You thought (in your earlier years of school at least.) that, he may have something to offer you.
But after years of dealing with his constant act of โIโm better than you.โ Just because he was a Gryffindor, you were done. Youโd just entered your seventh year of school and youโd given up the false hope of befriending the haughty prick.
You were never one to trulylee let loose, youโd gone all through your life incredibly uptight. But tonight was not one of those nights. Youโd be damned if it was.
You felt your body sway to the sound of ABBA flooding through the charmed speakers, your arms above your head. You noticed a tray of shots close to your face taking several and downing them quickly, youโd over-drank your personal record not so much as chasing any of the burning liquids.
Out of the corner of your eye you noticed a group of boys sat on the couch, a lengthy scarred, Remus, a short stout, Peter, and Sirius Damn Black.
โUgh, that prickโ
But you couldnโt help but saunter (stunble) over, a smile gracing your lips as you plopped down beside the lycanthrope, โRemmyyy!โ You slurred, โMy love, Iโve missed you. Whereโs Jamie?โ You saw him open his mouth briefly registering sound coming from it before your vision fluttered to a close; your head resting against a dark haired boyโs shoulder.
Sirius glanced down, thoroughly surprised as you leaned down against him, your h/c hair spreading across his shoulder as a waterfall might splay across a rock at the bottom of a river. But he truly didnโt mind, Remus laughed shooting the Black boy an amused look, โShe doesnโt drink much.โ He explained shortly, but Sirius couldnโt just leave you there.
He mightโve been an ass, but he wasnโt barbaric. So, he pushed his hands under your head, the other arm bracing below your knees while he lifted you up.
โMerlin, you were going to be the death of him.โ He thought, but nonetheless he carried your limp form up the stairs to his open dorm.
Inside, four beds were layed out in almost perfect uniform. The only thing that was seemingly different was the cleanliness of each bed and the *aesthetic* that it represented. Walking over to the third bed he lay your sleeping figure down.
You looked so peaceful when you were asleep, and he couldnโt help but feel a certain adoration towards you in that moment. Pressing a quick kiss to your forward he smiled gently, โGoodnight Y/n L/n. You stupid snake.โ
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Hii. It's me again.
Can I request some fluff headcanons/fic for Credence or Newt, in case you dont do Credence?
Please and thank you ๐ฅฐ
Omg, yess! I hope you donโt mind, but I can only do newt seeing as I donโt know much about credence.
Warnings: mentions of eating, nothing else really just pure teeth rotting fluff
Newt Scamander: fluffy headcannons
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Heโs so sweet, adorably shy, but incredibly loving and doting to his partner๏ฟผ
His love languages are definitely time and physical touch
๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐จ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ท๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ.
๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐จ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ท๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ช๐ณ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฃ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ
He doesnโt care what house youโre in, but if you play quidditch he is your number one biggest fan (& he canโt get over how attractive you look in your competitive nature)
If he notices youโre getting too preoccupied with studies and are forgetting to take care of yourself heโll definitely leave you little reminders
Like in the mornings there will be a plate of fruit on your bedside table and a cute note with a pretty heart or a creature he adores doodled beneath it
He loves how much you love him, he adores the constant reminders of it everyday like the small glances and the kisses before bed, anything like that gets his heart beating so fast
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Anyways love, Iโm sorry this was so short. But I really appreciate the request, and Iโll definitely do a fic for him soon. <3
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