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jamesdeerest · 5 years

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could have been me

pairing: newt scamander x reader, theseus scamander x reader

request: anon asked “can u give us newt scamander x reader x theseus angst but then a happy ending with reader x newt”

notes: yes i can anon :) also while trying to find a good gif, i have unwillingly been shown the horror that is the #scamandercest tag and i am currently trying to bleach my brain :)

warnings: swearing. dude this gets friggin angsty

word count: 1.8k

“Hey, buddy! Do you want some breakfast, hm?” you cooed at Theodora, a female Erumpent who was nudging your arm gently. Pouring out some food into a massive bowl, you patted her, and walked onto the next habitat, grabbing the right food for the creature.

Newt looked at you from the Bowtruckle habitat, Pickett sat on his shoulder, a soft smile on his face, before he jerked up, nearly jolting Pickett off as he realised he’d been staring. Again. He flushed, looking down, before glaring at Pickett who was poking him insistently. “Shush, you.” he murmured, before glancing back at you, the smile settling back on his face.

You had been his assistant for a couple months now, and you had immediately fitted in with the animals and Newt. Especially Newt. Even though you turned him into a flustered mess. you were just really cute, okay?!

Unfortunately, his brother, Theseus, thought so too. And he was slightly better at flirting.

Speak of the devil. Theseus climbed down the ladder and walked over to Newt, pulling him into a hug. “If it isn’t my favourite little brother. How have you been, Newt?”

“I’m your only little brother. And I’ve been fine, except for the-” Newt broke off as Theseus walked over to you, kissing your cheek. Smooth git.

You smiled at the Auror, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “Hi, Theseus! Haven’t seen you in a while, where have you been?”

Theseus shrugged it off, oblivious to Newt’s death glare. “Oh you know, here, there and everywhere! Comes with the job, i guess.”

You smiled, picking up and stroking the Niffler who had been pawing at your leg. “It must be so cool, being an Auror. You get to travel all around the world! I wish I could do that.”

Theseus smirked, winking at you. “I will admit, it is pretty cool. I’m sure you could do it, though! I remember you being smart in school, so I’m sure you’ve got the grades. we could use someone like you.”

You bit your lip. “Maybe someday. I’ve got my children to look after, though! I don’t think newt would be a good single parent.” you laughed, gesturing to the Niffler who was burrowed in your arms.

Theseus chuckled, scratching its head. “Well, let me know if you ever change your mind. I best be getting back to the office! There’s some inspector coming in, and we have to be on our best behaviour.” he said, rolling his eyes. You nodded, before leaning in and kissing his cheek, fighting off a blush as you did so.

He beamed at you, before walking back to the ladder, nodding at Newt, and climbing up the ladder. You sighed, a smile on your face, and started rocking the Niffler as it slowly fell asleep.

Newt was furious. Theseus thought he could just come in and sweep you off your feet! He’d liked you for ages, but he just had to be so flipping awkward. Ugh. And you weren’t helping, either! You were flirting right back with him, completely ignoring Newt!

A frown had settled onto his face, and you looked at him, concerned, walking over and placing a hand on his arm. “Are you alright, Newt?”

He jerked his arm away, eyes glinting sharply. “I’m fine, Y/N.”

You stepped back, eyebrows raised. “Jeez, what got your knickers in a twist?” you snarked, your previously happy mood gone. At his silence, you walked up to the ladder, setting the Niffler down before climbing it, looking back at Newt. “I’m going to get lunch.” Newt bit his lip, before looking up. “Y/N-”

However, he was only answered by the trapdoor clanging shut.

You swore as soon as you were out of the suitcase- like the genius you were, you had left your wallet inside. But like the stubborn git you were, there was no way you were going back in for a good couple of hours. Walking out of Newt’s apartment, you paused for a second on the street, before locking eyes with a familiar face.

“Theseus! I thought you had to get back to the office!” you smiled, walking over to him. He smiled back, shaking his head. “Nah, they had it covered. Anyway, do you want to get lunch? I’m starving.” you beamed, nodding, before you remembered. “Shoot. I left my wallet in the suitcase.”

Theseus glared at you, grabbing your hand and leading you off. “Y/N, I’m paying. Now come on, there’s this chippy a couple streets away which does the best chips. You haven’t lived till you’ve had them, trust me.”

You laughed as he dragged you along, before walking in the chip shop, stepping up to the counter. “Large bag of chips with salt and vinegar, please.”

Newt ran out onto the street, your wallet clutched in his hand, his head flicking from side to side to try and catch sight of you. When he couldn’t find you, he groaned, before turning down the nearest street to look for you. You couldn’t have gone far, right?

After turning a couple corners, he stopped, sighing in frustration. Why did he have to get mad at you. You hadn’t done anything wrong, but there he was, messing everything up as usual.

Suddenly, he heard the familiar sound of your laugh, and his ears perked up. He looked left, into a chip shop, and his heart lifted at the sight of you... and then promptly sank when he saw Theseus.

Theseus, who was holding your hand as you both laughed, tears in your eyes.

Theseus, who was staring at you adoringly, but only Newt was allowed to do that!

Stupid Theseus, who was a stupid Auror, who dazzled everyone, and honestly? Newt wasn’t surprised that you picked him. Everyone did. Newt was just Theseus Scamander’s little brother, the fuckup.

He walked into the chip shop, glaring at the pair of you. Theseus just smiled confusedly at him, whilst you refused to make eye contact. “You know what, Y/N?” Newt said, biting his lip. You looked up, brow furrowed. “Don’t bother coming back to work. I’m sure your new boyfriend can get you a fancy new job at the ministry.” he hissed, surprising both himself and you with his words. Your jaw dropped open, while Theseus stood up, shoving his chair back. “What the hell are you talking about, Newt?! You can’t fire her!”

Newt looked sharply at his brother, jealousy burning hot in his veins. “Oh, can’t I?”

Apparently, he could. As much as he resented that fact for the next three years, he could, and did, fire you.

Newt hadn’t seen hide nor hair of you since then, but oh, the things he had heard. Y/N L/N, the upcoming Auror-in-training, said to rival dear old Theseus. Surprisingly, they hadn’t gotten together yet, but that didn’t stop Newt’s brain conjuring up endless scenarios of the two of you laughing together, kissing, going on dates... Newt wasn’t angry, though. he had got over his anger a couple of hours after that dreadful incident.

Newt was lonely.

He missed you, and so did the creatures- the Niffler wouldn’t look at him for weeks after. It was so quiet without your presence lighting up the room, and he wasn’t sure how to fill the space. He threw himself into his work, identifying, adopting and teaching the world about countless creatures. You were right about one thing, at least- Newt was a terrible single parent.

He was distracted from his thoughts, however, by Jacob, who was clutching a letter in his hand, holding it out. “An owl just dropped this off. Dunno who it’s from, though.”

Newt smiled gratefully at the man, before ripping it open, a little card falling out onto the floor. Picking it up, he scanned it quickly before dropping it again.

‘You are cordially invited to a celebration of Y/N L/N’s graduation of the Auror Training Programme, on Saturday 23rd September, flat B5, Rook House, Jeffers Street, London, at 6pm. RVSP- regrets only.’

Newt stared at the invite wide-eyed, before standing up and pacing, much to Jacob’s confusion. “I need to book a ship ticket! I- 23rd, that’s not that much time! I’ve got to-”

“Newt! Slow down, buddy, you’re freaking me out! What’s in the letter?”

Newt looked up at him, biting his lip, a habit he had never been able to break. “Have you heard of Y/N L/N?”

Walking up to your front door, Newt paused, his hand poised to knock, doubts racing through his mind. Did you even want to see him? He did fire you, with the only reason being that he was jealous. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Bracing himself, Newt knocked on the door, and a few seconds later it swung open to reveal you.

You looked good.

Newt wasn’t that surprised- you looked good back then.

But going by the look on your gorgeous face, he’d been staring. Oops.

“Newt! It’s so good to see you, come in!” you said, opening the door wider to reveal the party in full swing. He nervously smiled, leaning in to kiss your cheek, and offered you the gift in his hands. “Congratulations,” he said awkwardly, and you cooed, pulling him into a hug.

“Thank you, Newt! It means a lot. Now come on, it’s getting cold out.” You hurried him in, shutting the door, and Newt inwardly winced. Parties were never his scene. No, that was more... Theseus.

Theseus, who was (very badly) half dancing, half walking over, before picking you up, spinning you around, and pulling Newt into a hug. “I’m glad you came, Newt. We all are.”

Newt nodded, smiling a thin lipped smile as he tried to push down that familiar wave of jealousy. “It’s good to be back.”

Theseus grinned, turning to the crowd of people, who seemed to be... anticipating something. “Anyway! Now that everyone’s here, Y/N, darling, would you come with me for a second?”

Newt blanked. Darling? Were you two...

You looked at Theseus, a confused but fond smile on your lips. “What’s going on, babe?”

Theseus led you to the middle of the room, where everyone had formed a circle, before... getting down on one knee.

Shit.

How much had he missed?!

“Y/N L/N, you’re the best woman I’ve ever met, and soon to be the best Auror, too. I’m so glad I got the balls to ask you out three years ago, because I had been crushing on you for god knows how long before that. So, darling, will you marry me?”

You nodded furiously, tears streaking their way down your cheeks. “Of course, you idiot!”

Theseus beamed, sliding a shining diamond ring onto your finger before standing up, gently kissing you. Everyone cheered, but Newt slipped out the room, unable to take it anymore.

That could’ve been him.

Why did you choose Theseus?

Why did everyone choose Theseus?

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jamesdeerest · 5 years

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harry dating sirius’ daughter hcs

you don’t think about how your dad would react, until you and harry get together.

and then it’s all you can think about.

you’ve known harry since you were both in nappies, as obviously james’ kid and sirius’ kid are gonna have playdates

and you’ve always been really close

but just best friend close, nothing romantic

until third year! when you start noticing him

like, noticing him

he’s been crushing on you for years, but shh

and then in fifth year, he finally works up the courage to ask you out

you obviously say yes. you’ve been crushing on this walking disaster for two years, why wouldn’t you?

and then, the school holidays are coming around, and you realise- you haven’t told your dad

harry hasn’t either, because he knows james would immediately go blabbing to sirius

in the end, it’s remus who tells them, because he walked in on you snogging in an empty classroom

he is scarred for life

he remembers when you two were babies

and now he’s seen you.... blegh

he writes a letter to both of them, and sends it off, before realising he maybe should have talked to you... oh well. they were going to find out anyway.

james is ecstatic, and sirius? he doesn’t know how to feel, because he likes harry, but that’s his baby girl! and he really didn’t want to hear about her snogging someone, but thanks for that, moony.

but they make an agreement not to mention it until you arrive home for the christmas holidays

you act like nothing’s happened

but sirius brings it up at breakfast. because he can’t be bothered to wait any longer

you and harry choke on your cereal, and james grins

“oh yeah! i forgot about that. thanks for telling us, moons.”

harry looks incredulously at his father, but you glare daggers at remus, who visibly winces.

oops.

harry begins to stammer out an excuse before you just explain everything.

james is beaming, because he’s been waiting for this to happen since before you were born

“i bet our future kids are gonna end up together, pads! then we’ll really be brothers!” - third year james, at three o’clock in the morning

“go the fuck to sleep, prongs.”- third year sirius, at three o’clock in the morning

sirius? he just nods, thinking it over.

“okay.”

you raise an eyebrow. “okay?”

“yeah. i mean, i’m torn over who i should give the shovel talk to, because you know, godson, daughter, who do i choose?”

lily whacks him on the shoulder, and he looks open mouthed at her, gasping. “shut up and be happy for them, sirius.”

“you hit me!”

he turns to james. “she hit me!”

james nods, glaring at lily and pulling sirius closer, protectively. “don’t you touch him, foul beast!”

lily stares at him. “what did you just call me?”

james immediately lets go of sirius, falling on his knees. “i’m sorry, my darling, i didn’t mean it- lily!” he cries as she walks out, you giggling uncontrollably as harry flushes red.

“why are mine the embarrassing parents?!” he whispers to you, and you smirk.

“hey, i can’t help that i have a cool dad,” you say, high fiving your dad without looking away.

“ooh, burn! wait- hey!” james splutters, making harry groan and bury his head in his hands.

you grin. you knew they’d be fine with it.

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jamesdeerest · 5 years

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cuddle spider

pairing: natasha romanoff x reader

request: @fangirl-rage asked “ok so I just desperately need some Nat X female!reader fluff, I have no plot ideas I just need it desperately ok thanks ily bye” i decided to use a prompt for this! Person 1 is sleeping over at Person 2’s house which results in them sleeping on the same bed and cuddling all night cause it’s too cold on this winter night.Extra: Person 2’s sibling/s catch them and take pictures and sends it to Person 2 making Person 2 angry when they wake up and secretly putting the pictures on a locked file when they’re supposed to be deleting them.

notes: this was originally on my sideblog, but i’ve moved it to my main!

warnings: swearing, very short writing? lets save my dignity and call this a blurb

word count: 500

It was your movie night with Nat, and you had decided to marathon the Star Wars movies. Armed with popcorn, blankets and very obvious crushes, you had sat down on the sofa hours earlier, FRIDAY turning down the lights and playing the first one. It was now 1 am, and you were about half way through the third movie, eyes drooping as the sound of lightsabers clashing faded into the background. Soon, you had dozed off, curled up in your blanket as Nat watched the movie, not realising you were asleep. She laughed at the movie and turned to you, wanting to see your smile, but instead was faced with your sleeping face, at peace.

Nat’s heart thumped, and she tried in vain to push back the smile that was pulling at her face. A second later, however, you snuggled into her, tugging your arm around her, and she gave up, flushing furiously. Some heartless assassin, she thought. You wrecked that the day you walked into her life. Whispering to FRIDAY to turn off the movie, she wrapped the blanket tighter around the two of you, staring through the windows at the night sky before she fell asleep as well.

Tony walked through the kitchen, Morgan clinging to his back as he made himself a cup of coffee. Grabbing her some juice, he put it in her favourite Hulk cup, setting her down before giving it to her. Apple juice all over him at seven in the morning? No thank you. “Daddy, can we watch Peppa Pig?” He sighed dramatically, making her giggle, and grabbed her hand, walking into the TV room, to find a big lump of blankets in the middle of the massive sofa. “Stay there, bug,” Tony said, walking closer. Gently pulling the corner of the blanket back, he found you and Nat, clinging to each other like koalas. He grinned, shocked but happy, gesturing for Morgan to come over. “Look, Morgan! It’s Auntie Y/N and Auntie Nat!” Morgan squealed, about to jump on them when Tony caught her. “Whoa whoa whoa, IronBaby, have you had too much sugar? Let’s leave them be, hm? I’ve been waiting for this to happen for way too long.”

He led Morgan out the room, promising her to watch Peppa Pig later, but fondly looked back on his favourite almost-couple. “FRI?”

“Yes, sir?”

“Send some pics to Nat. I have a feeling she’ll like them.”

“On it, sir.”

“That son of a-” Nat cut herself off, glaring at the offending pictures Tony had texted her. She sighed, about to press the delete button, when she paused. You did look rather cute, she supposed. It would be a waste to delete it. Just leave it in her camera roll. Not set it as her lockscreen, or anything.

Of course Nat would never do that.

“Nat, what’s on your homescreen- wait! Is that us?!”

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jamesdeerest · 5 years

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i’ve moved on

pairing: james potter x reader, sirius black x reader

request: @gwen-devilliers asked “Hi! I'd like to request a young James potter one where he realises that he's moved in from lily & in love with reader, after having been oblivious for a while. Thanks! :)”

notes: i literally love james sm :)))) ik im shitty at writing for him but i lOVE HIM OKAY also i went kind of off the request. read to find outttt ;))

warnings: swearing.

word count: 2.7k holy shit

“oi, lily!” james said, waving enthusiastically at the redhead. she, however, just groaned, turning away. “god, i preferred it when he called me evans. he just doesn’t shut up.” lily muttered to marlene, who agreed sympathetically, as they left james behind.

james sighed, crestfallen. “sometimes, i wonder if i should just give up.” he said sadly. you laughed, whacking him on the shoulder. “you’ll never do that, james. she’ll come round eventually, i know it. now, if you’re down moping about, i’m hungry and it’s lunchtime. c’mon, slowpoke, race you there!”

sprinting off, you cackled as james tripped over himself in his hurry to catch up. unfortunately, while you were looking backwards, you didn’t notice as you ran smack into... sirius. “whoa there, y/n. you okay?” he grinned, steadying you. you beamed up at him. “yup! just, you know, beating james.” you smirked. “again? damn, he’s getting slow. anyway, i’m starving, and i heard there’s treacle tart today. shall we, milady?” he said, offering his arm and putting on a posh accent. you grinned, taking it. “we shall, good sir.” and with that, you ran off, james and remus walking slowly to the great hall behind you.

“you know, sometimes i can see pads and y/n as a couple.” remus said, tilting his head. james scoffed, shaking his head. “pads and y/n?! no way. she’d never go for someone like him.” they kept walking, james deep in thought. “wait... would she?” remus raised an eyebrow, amused. “jealous, are we?”

“what? jealous? no! why would i be jealous? i like lily, not y/n!” james spluttered, waving his arms around. remus held his hands up defensively, trying to calm him down. “chill out, prongs. i was joking, jeez.” he said, looking for you, sirius and peter as they entered the great hall. “yeah... joking...”

sirius cheered as they sat down, poking you. “oi oi! y/n, look who finally decided to show up.” you smiled teasingly. “where have you guys been? we’ve been here for hours, right sirius?” sirius rolled his eyes. “hours? more like days.”

“weeks!”

“months!”

“years-”

“alright, guys, we get it. budge up, wormy.” remus interrupted, poking peter until he shifted along the bench to allow the other two to sit down. wordlessly, james started eating, remaining unusually silent as the group chatted, eyeing the closeness between you and his best mate. did they always sit that close together? you didn’t miss a trick, however, and furrowed your brow, concerned.

“you alright, jamie? you look a bit... i don’t know, but you’ve never this quiet.” james’ lips parted in a small smile. “don’t worry ‘bout me. just a bit tired.” you yawned, resting your head on sirius’ shoulder.

“tell me about it. i’m shattered, and it’s only midday!” instantly regretting using that excuse, he glared as sirius kissed your head. “aw, baby y/n! you can always sleep with me. on me!” he hastily corrected himself, eyes wide, glaring at the boys as they lost it.

peter was clutching his stomach, remus was snickering, you and sirius were bright red and james... james felt uncomfortable. “save it for the bedroom, guys.” remus smirked, dodging as you threw a sausage roll at him. “oh shut it, lupin.”

“oh shut it, lupin!” remus mocked you in a high pitched voice, sticking out his tongue.

you growled, immediately starting to retaliate when lily walked past with her friends. james immediately sat up, a wide grin on his face. “hey, lily! you look really nice today.” lily, who was previously laughing, sobered up, rolling her eyes at the boy. “leave me alone, potter.”

an awkward silence fell over the group as lily walked off, james flushing in embarrassment. you reached over the table to console him, but james gently pushed your hand away. “you know what? i’m done with chasing after her. forget her, i’m going to find someone who likes me for me.” sirius leaned over, clapping him on the back. “proud of you, mate. takes guts.” james smiled gratefully at him, before standing up as the bell rang. “right. what have you guys got next?”

you groaned. “potions. kill me.” sirius shrugged, getting up and then offering a hand to you. “eh, we’ll die together then. i couldn’t live without you anyway, my love,” he said, swishing his hair dramatically. you got up, pretending to faint into his arms. “oh, my darling!” he picked you up bridal-style, making you squeak in surprise, your arms tightly wound round his neck, and walked off to potions.

remus cooed. “i told you so. they would be adorable together. c’mon losers, it’s transfiguration next and mcgonagall will kill us if we’re late.” peter hopped off the bench, finally finished with stuffing his face, and james followed behind them, an uneasy feeling settling in his stomach.

later on after class had finished, the three made their way back to the common room. as soon as remus muttered the password to the fat lady (because peter had forgotten it, and james only remembered the one from the first day of first year) and the door swung open, loud laughter echoed up the stairs. you and sirius were rolling around on the floor by the fireplace, tears rolling down your cheeks. “his face!” sirius spluttered, his body heaving.

remus rolled his eyes at the pair of you, a fond smile betraying him. there was a brief lull as you caught your breath, coughing slightly, before you met eyes with sirius again, and started to giggle.

peter plonked himself down on the sofa, swinging his legs. remus sat next to him, and james slid into an armchair. “what are you two weirdos laughing about, then?” remus asked, eyebrow raised.

“slughorn-”

“sardines-”

“snape-”

“detention for three weeks-”

“worth it!” you grinned, before high fiving sirius.

peter and remus easily joined the conversation, but james sat silent, deep in thought.

there was this uncomfortable feeling. every time he saw you and sirius together, he just felt so... angry! but why? he loved sirius, he was his best mate, and you were like a sister to him... right?

right?

peter’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed james’ arm, startling him out of his thoughts, and poked remus, glancing meaningly upstairs. remus nodded, and whilst peter and james headed upstairs, remus tried to think of an excuse. “peter wants us to look at his bunion, it’s gone a funny colour. be back in a bit!”

sirius snorted, as you looked disgusted. “is that what you guys do when you’re alone?”

“my bunion?!” peter cried as soon as the door was shut. “i’m sorry! i had to think of an excuse fast, okay.” seeing as peter was about to continue protesting, remus cut him off. “what’s the plan?”

“plan?” james said, baffled. “what’s going on?”

both of them groaned, glaring at james. “we’re trying to set sirius and y/n up. keep up, james!” peter said, rolling his eyes.

remus and peter started to talk fast, theorising ideas, but james went blank. sirius? and... you? what?!

“right. james, listen. we’re going to meet up at the three broomsticks tomorrow. but, we’re not going to turn up. so, sirius and y/n can have some alone time, and hopefully snog!” peter said enthusiastically, making remus roll his eyes. “look, forget the snogging. you can see they like each other, now we just need to give them a little shove in the direction, you know?”

“destination- snogging.” peter beamed, scowling when remus elbowed him. “we good, james? understand the plan?”

james nodded, his mind yelling at him to stop it. he pushed those thoughts out his head, however. they deserved to be happy.

you and sirius had moved onto the sofa, his head in your lap as you talked. the boys came down, and you looked at them, or more specifically peter, with an amused (and slightly grossed-out) smile. “how’s the bunion, peter?”

peter flushed, glaring at remus. “it’s fine, don’t worry y/n. anyway, we were thinking we could meet up at hogsmeade tomorrow for lunch! like, elevenish at the three broomsticks?”

you smiled properly this time; it had been a long time since you’d all been to hogsmeade. “sounds great!”

“wha’s happenin’?” sirius slurred, having half fallen asleep due to you running your fingers through his hair. you laughed, smiling at him. “we’re meeting up at the three broomsticks tomorrow at eleven, sleepyhead.” you said with a yawn of your own, poking sirius till he sat up.

“right, well, i’m going to go to bed. i need sleep.” you said, stretching. sirius smiled at you, as you snuggled into your jumper and opened your arms for a hug. he wrapped his arms around you, also nestling into your surprisingly comfy jumper. “gerroff.” you mumbled, heading up to the dorms but pausing at the top of the stairs. “night, everyone.”

you woke up, grumbling as the sunlight invaded your vision. “whoever didn’t close the curtains last night is dead.” you said, glaring at your sleeping roommates, before realising you were the last one up. oh well, guess you’re dead. no biggie, right?

after nipping in the shower, you got changed, opting for leggings and hoodie. it was six am, you were up, and you were not happy about it.

after you had gently pulled the door shut, you tiptoed down the stairs, trying to let everyone else sleep, and made your way to the great hall, where the house elves were finishing up laying out the food. it was completely devoid of actual humans, except... sirius. he was sat at the end of the gryffindor table, munching on a bagel with his hair tied up.

in spite of your foul mood, you smiled, sliding onto the bench next to him, reaching for the coffee pot and nearly filling your mug with the fast juice. sirius looked confusedly at you. “morning, y/n. what’re you doing up this early?”

“forgot to close the curtains, and so i’m pissed at myself. you?”

sirius swallowed, taking a long sip of his coffee as you started loading up your plate with food. “you know, stuff.”

raising an eyebrow at him, you yawned. “what stuff?”

he shook you off. “long story.”

you stared at him blankly. “sirius, it’s half six. i’m pretty sure we have time.”

sirius laughed nervously, finishing off his bagel and spreading cream cheese on another one. “um... okay. you know how my mother... isn’t the nicest?”

you froze, fork halfway to your mouth. you hated sirius’ mother, and he knew it. “yes. i’m pretty sure the whole world knows that.”

he rolled his eyes, amused. “sometimes, i just... get caught up in my own head, you know? and i overthink... well now that i think about it, i overthink pretty much everything, merlin.”

“sirius.”

“mhm?” he said, already halfway through his second bagel.

“you’re overthinking overthinking. calm down, it’s okay. as your bestest bestie ever, i am your personal stress ball.”

sirius laughed, shaking his head at you. “you are something else, l/n.”

you flicked your hair, fluttering your eyelashes. “oh stop it, you.”

remus hadn’t seen sirius all day. and while that was key for the plan, he still found it a bit odd. when he woke up, sirius’ duvet was pulled back, he wasn’t at breakfast, and none of the boys had seen him swishing through the hallways.

as a matter of fact, he hadn’t seen y/n either. he smirked, realising they were probably together. the ship was sailing, no matter how weird james was being about it.

forget james, it was probably just lily blues. plus, it was half ten, and in half an hour he was due to not show up at the three broomsticks. him and peter had made a little hideout in the bushes so they could see in. he was just about to head off to hogsmeade when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

turning round, he saw lily, shifting on the spot. “hey, remus. i was wondering if you had seen james anywhere?” remus smirked, lily was a good friend of his even if she had disliked his glasses wearing best friend. “why you asking? confessing your love, are we?” he teased, raising his eyebrows when lily looked sheepishly at the ground.

“what?!” he cried, yanking her over to the window seat, and leaning in to shout-whisper at her. “since when do you like james?! i thought you hated james?!”

lily bit her lip, slowly turning as red as her hair. “i did... but i’ve been thinking about it, remus. i just... see him differently now.”

remus inwardly groaned; it was difficult enough setting up one couple in one day, he couldn’t do two. “look, as much as i want to help, me and the boys are trying to get sirius and y/n to go out. talk to me on monday, yeah?”

lily looked down, muttering a yeah as he hurried off. in a second, though, lily stood up, determined to tell james how she felt, remus be damned.

sirius and you walked up to the three broomsticks, immediately looking round for your friends. when you couldn’t find them, you turned to sirius, frowning. “it’s weird. i haven’t seen them all day, and now they’re not here either?”

sirius rubbed your hand reassuringly. “i’m sure they’ll turn up soon, y/n, don’t worry.” he said, as he walked up to madam rosmerta. “table for five, please.” rosmerta nodded knowingly; remus had already briefed her on the plan. she grabbed two menus and led them to a table, setting them down with a wink. “first date?”

both of you flushed, eyes wide. “what? oh no, we’re not dating.” you hastily said, nervously meeting eyes with sirius.

“really? shame, you two’d be a cute couple.” she mused, before walking off to take someone’s order.

you looked down, heart racing, until sirius gently took your hand. “we would, wouldn’t we?”

you looked at him, shocked, but squeezing his hand. “what...what are you saying, sirius?”

sirius took a deep breath, before opening his mouth. “what i’m saying is... i li-”

the doors burst open, and lily rushed in, hurrying over to your table, making you spring apart. “hey lily! what’s up-”

“where’s james?” she heaved, out of breath. “um... i don’t know-”

“y/n!” james said, running through the open door, eyes lighting up when he saw you, ignoring lily’s cry of james!

“look, y/n, i’ve been thinking. about us. i li-”

“i like you!” lily near shouted, making all of you turn to her in shock. she immediately flushed at the attention, before she took james’ hands, locking eyes with him. “i like you, james potter.”

james stared, looking like (excuse the pun) a deer in the headlights. “lily, i’m really sorry, but... i like y/n.” he said, turning to you.

“what?!” you cried, flabbergasted. “james, i’m really sorry, but i... i like sirius.”

james stared at sirius, who smiled at you, taking your hand, before hurriedly saying something. “i like y/n too, by the way. this isn’t becoming a love square, sorry, lily.”

lily chuckled bitterly, swiping a hand under her eyes. “it’s okay, sirius. i’m happy for you guys, you’re cute together. oh, and james?”

james nervously looked at her, almost begging himself to feel those butterflies which used to overcome him just at the sight of her. but, nothing.

“it’s okay, too. i realised too late, and that’s on me.” she took a deep breath, before smiling. “i’ll see you all around, yeah?”

after she left, there was a silence, as you all refused to make eye contact.

james swallowed, clapping sirius on the back. “you got a good one, mate. don’t mess it up.” he said, before leaving the pub with his head held down.

you leaned into sirius, just letting him hold you for a while, before he smirked at you. “you like me, huh? lame.”

“you like me too, loser.” you said, rolling your eyes at him.

“never said i didn’t.”

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dating the eleventh doctor would include...

his shitty ass dancing.

-the man cannot dance. and doesn’t know it. but he loves it, and looks cute when he does it, so you (begrudgingly) go along with it. he should have an ‘embarrassing’ warning sticker on him, but you only found out about the ‘crazy giraffe’ after you became friends with him.

him rambling about the universe.

-whenever you visit a new planet, the doctor has to tell you, in very great detail, the history of it, and how he accidentally pissed off the ruler at a bar once, and- you kind of tune it out. not that you find it boring, but his eyes light up when he rambles, okay?! it’s adorable, okay?! most of the time, you just end up staring at him, and then nodding knowingly at the end. he tries to be annoyed, but you look cute, and then you were staring at him? and then he’s blushing, and then you’re blushing because he caught you, and you’re both a flustered mess. oh, dear.

so. many. hugs.

-as we all know, the doctor is the best at hugs. full stop. you are very aware of this, and will find any excuse to get in his arms. he just laughs as you snuggle up to him for the fifth time that day, pressing a kiss to your hair. “tired, love?” he asks quietly as he watches the stars from the door of the tardis, torn between the beauty in front of him and the beauty beside him. he nearly always picks the latter.

-and sometimes, more often than he’d like to admit, he’s safe in your arms, just letting himself be held. be protected. for all the times the doctor has saved you, whether that be yanking you out the way of a blaster, coming up with a crazy plan to save the planet, or bargaining with some dictator to get you back, you’ve saved him ten times over by just being there. fighting away the nightmares. defending him against himself. you are his shield, and he’s yours.

no day being the same.

-of course, there’s exciting days. when you’re running for your lives, outsmarting some pompous alien git, laughing breathlessly because god, that was close. and then there’s the lazy days, which to be honest? you kind of prefer. when you make a little pillow fort in the console room, the tardis set to float over exploding nebulas as you talked for hours. or one day, he’d teach you how to fly the tardis. he’d be so patient with you, but when you got it? he’d spin you around, before kissing you happily. “my clever girl,” he’d say, cupping your face. “i knew you could do it.”

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break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

request: anon asked “draco malfoy x reader based on buwygib by ariana?”

notes: omgomgomg the whole ‘thank u, next’ album is amazing i lovee also reader is a total badass in this!! yes we stannn also draco’s using some love island vocab in here because i am a messsssss

word count: 1k

“dray! dray, wait up!”

you rolled your eyes as pansy parkinson’s ear piercing voice echoed throughout the corridors, doing absolutely nothing for your already blinding headache. youlr best friend, emma hayworth, groaned beside you. “does that girl ever shut up?!” you tilted your head, thinking back to every unfortunate second you had spent with the slytherin. “um... nope!” emma laughed, and you kept slowly walking to charms. “i mean this time, i can understand. that malfoy’s proper fit, isn’t he?” you raised an eyebrow at emma. “dunno. never really looked.” emma winked, leaning in conspiratorially. “well, he’s gone through puberty and has emerged like a butterfly from a chrysalis. but like, a really hot butterfly.” you snorted, nodding. “whatever you say, em. whatever you say.”

you got me some type of way ain’t used to feeling this way i do not know what to say but i know i shouldn’t think about it

suddenly, someone bumped into you, pushing you into the wall. “oh, i’m sorry! didn’t see you there.” you looked up, rubbing your now probably bruised arm, ready to give whoever it was a piece of your mind when... look who it is. draco fucking malfoy. and... he was being nice? this day was getting weirder by the minute. you pushed yourself off the wall, shaking it off. “don’t worry about it, i’m good.” draco nodded, before leaning against the wall next to you, out of the flow of students. “y/n, right? i don’t think we’ve talked.” you raised an eyebrow. “no, we haven’t. just a tip, malfoy, knocking people over isn’t the best way to start a conversation.”

he laughed, looking down. “yeah, my bad. anyway-” he was cut off by the devil herself, pansy parkinson, slipping her arm through draco’s and tugging him away. “dray, come on!” she said, not taking her eyes off of you. draco smiled apologetically at you, as he was pulled away. “see you around, y/n!”

took one fuckin’ look at your face

now i wanna know how you taste

usually don’t give it away

but you know i’m out here thinkin’ ‘bout it

emma grabbed your arm and dragged you away, whispering excitedly. “y/n! you didn’t tell me you had a thing with malfoy!” you raised an eyebrow at her, furiously fighting away the blush that threatened to stain your cheeks. “oh, really? that’s because i don’t, emma.” unfortunately, emma scoffed, glaring at you. “yeah right, y/n. he was totally flirting with you. and, let’s just say you weren’t an angel either. come on, you’re bright red.” you groaned, shrugging her off. “emma, there’s seriously nothing going on. i’ve never talked to him before.” emma looked at you. “seriously? damn. well, that’s not going to stop me from shipping you, whether you like it or not. and i can see that you do like it. you really aren’t subtle, l/n.”

then i realised she’s right there

and i’m at home like, “damn, this ain’t fair”

just as you were starting to entertain the thoughts (not a crush, y/n, you don’t like him) of you two, pansy stormed back over to you two, yanking you into an empty corridor before leaning in close to you. “look, l/n, i don’t know who you think you are, but stay away from draco, alright? he’s mine.” she hissed, a glob of spit landing on your face. scrunching up your face, you slid to the side of her before wiping your face. “look, parkinson, i don’t know who you think you are, but i can do what i like, thanks. and, unless something has changed very recently, you aren’t dating him. he’s not an object. so do me a favour, and shove off, alright?” you smirked, straightening yourself out before strutting out of the corridor, rejoining emma as you kept walking, pansy’s offended shriek echoing behind you. emma looked at you in awe. “damn, y/n. didn’t know you had it in you.” you simply wiggled your eyebrows at her, the smirk still firmly on your face.

break up with your girlfriend

yeah, yeah, ‘cause i’m bored

you can hit it in the morning

yeah, yeah, like it’s yours

at lunch that day, you were sitting down at the y/h table when someone tapped your shoulder. looking up, you saw the smirking face of draco malfoy. you raised an eyebrow at him expectantly, ignoring emma’s teasing stare. “can i steal you for a chat?” he said, offering a hand to pull you up. you just tilted your head. “i don’t know, can you?” emma groaned, fed up, and shoved you off the bench. “just go and snog already! jesus.” draco caught you, laughing as you flushed, and led you out of the great hall, you shooting a death glare back to your best friend.

you walked down a couple corridors till you found an empty one, neither of you mentioning that he hadn’t let go of your hand yet. hopping up on the windowsill, he did the same, and he looked piercingly at you. “so, y/n. apparently you took down pansy this morning.” you snorted, brushing your hair back. “oh, you heard about that?” draco laughed slightly, shaking his head. “y/n, the whole year’s heard about that.” you tried to mask your shock. “well, if you’re expecting me to apologise, i won’t. pansy was being a right bitch, and i would do it again.”

draco just nodded, smiling gently at you. “i know you would. i’m not here to get an apology, i’m here to apologise for her. she has this ridiculous idea stuck in her head that we’re together, and i don’t know how to make her see sense.” he said frustratedly, rubbing his eyes. “just break up with her, draco! if you do it in front of everyone, she’ll have to notice then.” draco looked up at you. “you think?” you nodded, before grinning wickedly and sliding closer to him. “break up with your girlfriend, draco. i’m bored.” you whispered sultrily, before you both burst into laughter. “alright then, miss l/n, i’ll be back in a minute.”

you stared at him, shocked. “wait- you’re not actually-” draco bit his lip, pushing himself off the windowsill. “yep. don’t suppose i could get a good luck kiss?” he smirked, leaning in before laughing as you pushed his face away. “don’t push it, malfoy. once you’re a single man, though? well... we’ll see, won’t we.” draco’s eyebrows lifted, and he hurried off to the great hall as you giggled.

true to form, pansy’s screech echoed through the castle minutes later, and draco rushed back to you, a red silhouette of a handprint already visible on his otherwise unmarked face. “now. what was that your friend said about snogging?”

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jamesdeerest · 5 years

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bambi

PAIRING: jack frost x reader

REQUEST: anon asked “Would you mind doing an imagine of Jack Frost teaching his crush to ice skate but she’s a clumsy mess? I think this would be so cute.. thank you so much!”

WARNINGS: tooth rotting fluff. the usual, basically. swearing, blahblahblah

NOTES: my first jack frost request!! i literally love him :)) more of a blurb than anything, thanks for requesting tho nonnie!

WORD COUNT: 387

“You’ll be fine, I promise!” Jack reassured you, laughing. You raised an eyebrow. “Jack, I trip over my own feet. And that’s when I’m not on a slippy surface. This is not going to end well.”

He laughed, stopping to let you pull on your skates as you reached the frozen-over pond. “Do you trust me?” he smirked. You rolled your eyes, grumbling as you walked to the edge, your skates crunching in the snow. He stepped onto the ice, holding out his hands, and repeated himself. “Do you trust me, Y/N?” Nodding, you took his hands, trying to squash down the bubble of fear rising in you. Taking a step onto the ice, you hovered for a second before putting your other foot down. You stood still for a moment, and grinned at Jack, laughing breathlessly. “See? I told you, you’ll be fine- whoa!” Your feet went from under you, and you pulled Jack down with you as you crashed down onto the ice.

You squeezed your eyes shut as you waited for the ice to break, but it never came. Cautiously, you opened your eyes, to see Jack, centimetres away. He blushed, before standing up. “Having fun down there?” he said, offering you a hand. Speechless, you took it, and he helped you up, holding you tightly. “You weren’t kidding about you being clumsy, huh.”

“Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.” you snarked, rolling your eyes. He laughed, suddenly spinning you around. “Alright Bambi, calm down.”

You finished spinning and slipped again; him catching you this time, holding you in a dip position. You caught your breath, fear still rushing through your veins, and looked at him questioningly. “Bambi?”

Helping you up again, he danced you around the pond, laughing at your squeals. “You know that scene where Bambi gets on the ice and falls everywhere?” You nodded, laughing as he dipped you again, his nose brushing yours. “Yeah, well, that’s you.” You gasped as he grinned, laughing. “You’re mean to me, Jack.” you pouted. “Aw, would you like me to kiss it better?” he cooed, eyes sparkling. You paused, biting your lip. Slowly, his grin disappeared and he moved slightly closer, eyes asking for consent. Smiling softly, you nodded. “I would, actually.”

“Thank god,” he breathed, and pressed his lips to yours, smiling into the kiss.

that was actually so cute!! it’s my first time writing for something not harry potter so im happy with how this turned out!!

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jamesdeerest · 5 years

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detention

pairing: sirius black x reader

request: anon asked “Could I please get a sirius black with a slytherin!s/o. They meet because of detention and start off with sarcastic remarks that slowly evolve into flirting without him noticing.”

notes: sorry this took so long nonnie, i was figuring out how i wanted to write it! also, like me, y/n has a smol bit of a coffee addiction. only smol, i promise ;) also this is a blurb? short but sweet <3

warnings: swearing, mention of drugs in a jokey way

word count: 600

Sirius kicked open the potions classroom door, swinging his bag onto the desk and sliding onto a chair, glaring at Slughorn who was standing at the front of the classroom. “Nice of you to finally turn up, Mr Black.” he said, frowning. “Myself and Miss L/N have been waiting for a good twenty minutes.” sirius raised an eyebrow, looking to his right where he saw you slumped over on a desk, half asleep. “Isn’t that right, Miss L/N?”

You jerked awake, groaning when you saw him. “Oh yes. It’s been riveting.” Sirius snorted. “Well, obviously. Who wouldn’t want twenty minutes with good old Sluggy-”

“That’s enough out of you, Mr Black! Unless you want another week’s detention-”

“Oh no. What a threatening punishment. I’m shaking, sir, honestly.” you drawled, smirking as the professor turned bright red. “Another week for both of you!”

“I think I might cry-”

“Two weeks!” Slughorn cried, steam practically coming out of his ears.

“Two weeks?! This is an infringement of my human rights, sir-”

“A month!” he shrieked, glaring daggers at the both of you. “Now! Give me your wands. You will be cleaning the first year cauldrons. By hand.”

After Slughorn had flounced out of the classroom, you shook your head, laughing. Sirius looked at you questioningly. “He looks like a toad when he gets angry. You know, his cheeks swell up and stuff?”

Sirius grinned, picking up his cauldron and plonking it down onto the desk next to yours. “Y/N, right? Y/N L/N?”

You nodded, scrubbing at... well, whatever it was, it was encrusted onto the base of the cauldron. “That’s me. You’re Sirius, right?”

He winked. “I’m seriously Sirius.” You laughed, shaking your head. “That doesn’t even make sense!”

“I’m mysterious, L/N. Like a... mysterious thing. A bat, or something- anyway, what are you doing here?”

You stared at him, questioningly. “Well, because i wanted to socialise, obviously. What do you think, Sirius.”

He rolled his eyes. “Not that, dumbass. I meant, ‘cause like you’re a Slytherin. Slughorn loves you guys.”

You laughed, pushing your hair back from your face. “Yeah, well not me. He’s hated me ever since i fell asleep in potions, what... second lesson of first year?” Sirius snorted. “Guess you’ve kept that habit.”

“Oi! I like sleeping. But I like coffee as well, so it’s a constant dilemma. Coffee, or sleep?”

Sirius nodded, well, seriously. “Is that what’s going through your head all the time? Coffee? Sleep? Coffee? Sleep?”

You tilted your head. “Pretty much, yeah.” You kept scrubbing for a couple minutes, before you spoke again. “Problem with coffee, though, while it tastes amazing, ‘cause it really does, you know, but it makes me look so drained. Like, constantly. Apart from those five minutes after I’ve had coffee, where I look high. But now? This is drained Y/N.”

Sirius stepped back, shocked. “Wait, this is drained Y/N? Damn. I want to see what alive Y/N looks like, ‘cause drained Y/N looks pretty hot to me.”

You shrugged. “All Y/N’s are hot. Coffee just prevents me from fulfilling my full hotness potential, you see? That’s the sacrifice I have to make, I guess.”

He nodded, rolling his sleeves up as he reached right to the bottom of the cauldron. “Still, you’ve got nothing to worry about, looks-wise.”

You paused, smirking up at him. “Are you flirting with me, Black?”

Sirius spluttered. “What? No! No, I... wait. Now that I think about it, maybe-” you interrupted him by putting the last of your cauldrons back in the cupboard, and pecking him on the cheek. “This Saturday, eleven o’clock, Three Broomsticks. Don’t be late.”

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dating the tenth doctor would include...

request: anon asked “ahh I just found your blog and I love it so so much, you’re such an amazing writer!!! If you are in the mood, may I request a “would include” headcanon for being the tenth doctor’s spouse? I LOVE the ones you did for the eleventh doctor!! 🥰🥰😘”

okay so dating ten is a whole. other. experience.

both figuratively and literally- he is the skinniest man you’ve ever met and he’s a nine hundred year old time lord.

not the easiest person to take home to your parents, let’s say.

but who says you have to do that immediately? you have a time machine, and you know what that means? it’s procrastination o’clock

although he is skinny as hell, he is unbelievably good at hugging

like you will make up excuses to get a hug from him

“doctor, i have a hug deficiency. can you help?”

when you were just a companion, he kind of let the tardis decide where you ended up

but now that you’re dating? he has a little list of all the amazing places he wants to show you

one day, when you’re about halfway through the list, you woke up to the doctor poking you incessantly

“whattttttttt...”

“c’mon, i want to show you something.”

he grabs your arm, drags you to the console room, duvet wrapped around you because as much as you love the tardis, it does get a bit nippy and

whoa

“this, y/n, is gallifrey.”

silver leafed trees stood around the console room, with the ceiling a burnt orange. in the distance, you could see towers inside a glass dome, shining in the sunlight.

you were speechless. “doctor, it’s... it’s beautiful.”

he grinned, wrapping his arms around you. “isn’t it?”

there was a short pause, before the doctor walked over to the console and flipped a switch, making the gorgeous planet fade into the normal interior of the console room. “i wanted to show you it. my home. i can’t take you there, but-”

you hug attack him, and he laughs breathlessly, kissing your hair. “thank you, doctor.”

you spend the rest of that day in the tardis, with the doors open to the carina nebula, sipping on tea and just... being together.

but for all the slow and soft days, there’s the fast days, which are just as good.

there’s nothing quite like running for your lives from some angry locals, even if your legs are in agony afterwards, and the doctor’s fussing over you because “i said stay there, y/n! why does noone ever listen to me, i swear-” and then you break into laughter, and he stares at you for a few seconds and then he does too, and then you’re both rolling on the floor laughing and “i really love you, y/n,” and- wait what?!

“oh f- i didn’t mean to say that. let’s just forget that i said that, yeah? good. now. where do you wanna go-”

“i love you too, you numpty.”

he pauses, eyes bright. “really?”

you nod, smiling softly. “yeah.”

he grins, picking you up and spinning you around. “brilliant!”

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jamesdeerest · 5 years

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marauders w/ bby daughter hcs

JAMES POTTER

omg james would spoil his lil girl 100%

literally she blinks at him

and she has EVERYTHING

also

sooo protective

like of course you would be protective of your child

but if she coughs james basically has a heart attack

still buys her a toy broom for her first birthday though

dAd jOkEs

out of all the marauders, james makes the most dad jokes

and they’re

BAD

bby would laugh anyways

but like that cute lil bby laugh

like a gurgle

and omg james mELTS

would make as many dad jokes as possible just to hear her laugh

he would transform into stag and put her on his back

she calls him ‘pony!’

he can’t bring himself to correct her

just the most. protective. dad.

SIRIUS BLACK

sirius is the master of fart noises

and obviously his daughter loves them

literally. she will giggle for hours.

if he’s bored, he just makes a fart sound and she’s gone again

but also omggg snuffles?? as a cuddle buddy?? yeppppp

she loves him as snuffles

calls him ‘fluffles’

he LOVES it

will 100% sing to her

but not like ‘mary had a little lamb’

he teaches her ‘we will rock you’

has her clapping and everything

buys her a lil toy motorbike so she can nyoom round the living room

nyooommmm

and he swears he’s never gonna let walburga near her

that hag can shove it

she’s never gonna get her hands on his lil ball of sunshine

but yeah his bby and harry have playdates

they swap her toy motorbike and his toy broom

lily has a heart attack because james loves putting sunglasses on harry when he’s on the motorbike

and just sees him nyooomin through

obviously sirius’ bbygirl has a matchin pair

badass from the starttt

REMUS LUPIN

at first, remus is really nervous around his bby

doesn’t want to hurt herrr precious lil cinnamon roll

but then he loosens up

and oH MY GOD HE NEVER LOSES SIGHT OF HER

literally.

always has an eye on her

such a clingy dad?? if that’s a thing

his daughter’s his world

blows raspberries on her tummy

sings her to sleep

dances with her around the kitchen

omg he’s cryin when she first goes to nursery

‘SHE’S ALL GROWN UP’

james- ‘should we tell him she has to go to school, and uni, and move out’

sirius- ‘shhh that will break him’

who am i kidding they’re all cryin at nursery

but remus is cryin buckets

he’s just?? so caring??? and aaaaa

she’s his moon and stars

and you can bet your ass he says that when he says night to her

‘goodnight, my moon and stars’ HELP

nope im dead

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skinny love

pairing: remus lupin x reader

request: anon asked “Young!remus x reader skinny love. Idc if it’s been used too many times because I’m a slut for skinny love”

notes: ahahahaha nonnie cuz im a dumbass hoe i didn’t know what skinny love was and had to look it up lmao i’ve found 2 meanings?? one’s like theyre too shy and ones like its unhealthy so imma do the first one cuz its less depressing also!! listen to skinny love by birdy its a bop!!

warnings: pining, fluff, probably swearing

word count: 1k

“just talk to him, y/n! it’s really not that hard.” emma said, nudging you. you groaned, burying your head in your hands. “maybe not for you, social person, but for us losers, talking to people you don’t have a crush on is hard. how am i supposed to talk to him?!”

unsurprisingly, the boy you were talking about was remus lupin. you had been crushing on him for god knows how long (one year, seven months and three days. not that you were keeping track or anything.), and it didn’t seem to be going away any time soon. yay.

it all started back when you had potions with him in fourth year. let’s just say you aren’t the best at potions, and slughorn, taking pity on you, partnered you up with one of the smart people in the class, which happened to be a brown haired adorable clumsy mess. gee thanks, sluggy. and since then, you had been too shy to say more than a couple sentences to him, while still maintaining a raging crush on the gryffindor.

however, remus had been crushing on you for nearly two years now, and was in the same predicament- every time he saw you and went up to talk to you, his mind went absolutely blank. he had been crushing on you since near the end of third year, when you delivered a swift takedown of one lucius malfoy. today, he still swears it was the most badass thing he had ever seen- and he’d seen euphemia potter bitch-slap walburga (or as james had christened her, cheeseburga) black, which was a very close second. and when slughorn partnered you up together in the autumn, he silently thanked the potion gods for making you shitty at it.

the boys had found out about his little crush a couple of weeks in, and after teasing him mercilessly for a solid fortnight, they let it go. when remus lupin wants to be shy, remus lupin will be shy, and you can’t do anything about it. that was a quality the two of you shared- the ability to be so stubborn that people just gave up on trying to change your mind. worked a treat with teachers, mind you. just kind of backfired with crushes.

sirius had just had his six month anniversary with marlene, and after taking her out to hogsmeade, was feeling like setting other people up. james hated him when he got in these moods- sirius kept spreading around that james was over lily, and as he put it, open for business. however, marlene had told him that mary macdonald had heard lily tell one of the girls in their dorm that she actually didn’t hate james, so he was locked down. peter was dating mary, thanks to sirius’ most recent meddling session, and therefore, by process of elimination, remus was the only single pringle left in the group. and therefore, by process of elimination, sirius’ target.

“so! moony! i just had my six month with marls, and i just realised- you’re still single as a... as a snape! hah, i’m funny. anyways, who ya crushin’ on, moons my boy?” sirius smirked, practically patting himself on the back.

remus raised an eyebrow. “same as always, pads. hasn’t changed for two years.” sirius groaned, sliding off the sofa onto the common room floor.

“y/n?! still?!” he said incredulously, laying in a heap, before hopping up. “right! i’ll see what i can do.” he grinned, before walking over to marlene, no doubt to ask her about you.

remus spluttered, jerking up. “wait, what?! no, pads! i’m perfectly happy where i am, thanks.” sirius mimicked him, raising an eyebrow. “sure, lupin. look, i’ll sort you out, okay? i’ve got this. now, marlene, love of my life, my sunshine, my boo thang, would you happen to know who y/n likes?”

you were eating breakfast when marlene slid into the seat next to you, stealing a croissant from the platter in front of you. “y/n! long time no see, huh? anyways, i wanted to talk to you about something...”

after about five minutes, marlene bounced off, a smile on her face as she went to sit back down next to sirius. the blonde whispered in his ear, and he grinned, before nudging remus. “mate! y/n likes you!”

poor remus, who was drinking his tea, choked on it, and erupted in a coughing fit, james slapping him on the back as hard as he could. “james!” remus got out, voice croaky. “not helping!” james pulled his hand back, looking guilty. “oops, sorry moons.”

when remus had had a couple sips of water to calm him down, he looked back at sirius, face starting to flush red. “what did you say?”

sirius rolled his eyes, repeating himself. “listen, dipshit, i said y/n likes you! now you can stop pining over her for two bloody years and go ask her out!” remus just stared at him, mouth slightly open. sirius sighed, stood up and grabbed remus by the collar, dragging him over to where you were sitting and tapping you on the shoulder.

you turned round, raising an eyebrow when you saw sirius holding a struggling remus. “is everything alright, sirius?” sirius smiled, pushing remus forward. “yep! remus has just got something he wants to ask you. isn’t that right, remus.” remus winced, rubbing the back of his neck, painfully aware of the whole table watching.

“hey, so i was wondering if you... maybe wanted to go to hogsmeade with me sometime? i mean you obviously don’t have to if you don’t want to, i was just wondering cuz i actually really like you shit why did i say that-”

“remus!” you cut him off, smiling softly. “i’d love to. now you go have a sit down, you look a bit red.” remus paused, shocked, then grinned, nodding as he went to sit back down.

emma nudged you, wiggling her eyebrows. “told you so, l/n. i fucking called it.”

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people skills

pairing: loki laufeyson x reader

request: @nerellie asked “imagine where y/n is a really feared person despite being a hero, she’s really powerful and terrifying and even though she pretends it doesnt effect her but seeing kids run away from her when she just wants to help hurts her even though she seems stoic and cold she’s a huge softie and she goes to loki for help because she doesnt want the others to know so he tries to teach her to be more approachable which is hard because people are scared of him too so its a lot of (funny) failed attempts”

notes: aww this is such a cute n funny request!! <333 i reposted this on my main

warnings: nothing much, just fluff :) also, y/n’s superhero name is rocky!

word count: bout 700

“I just- I’m sick of it, Loki! I don’t know what to do! Apparently, when I smile, I look like I’m about to kill somebody, and when I don’t, I look like I’ve just killed someone! Please, please help, Loki. You’re my only hope.”

Loki smirked, shaking his head. “Darling, as much as I appreciate the sentiment, I’m not the best person to ask for people advice. Go talk to Stark, he’s a… what do you call it on Midgard? A social butterfly.” You groaned, tugging on his arm. “I don’t want the whole team to know, Loki! Come on. You help me, and I’ll do whatever you want. I swear.”

Loki paused solely for dramatic effect; he knew that the second you gave him your infamous puppy eyes he was done for. “Fine. I’ll do it. But you owe me.” Squealing, you pulled him into a hug. “Yes, yes, yes! Thank you so much. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He laughed, ruffling your hair. “You better, L/N.”

“And… that’s it! There we go, Y/N! See, being approachable isn’t that hard.”

You snorted, looking sceptically at him. “Says you, Mr ‘I tried to take over your planet one time, but let’s forget about that!’. Loki rolled his eyes, hurrying you outside the compound. “Yeah, yeah, okay. Now, let’s try out your new skills on some actual people, hm?” You froze, before pushing your feet down, trying to get back into the compound.

“What?! No way, I’m not ready yet!” you protested as he held you still. “I’m… what’s it called? Chucking you in at the deep end.” Spluttering, you kept fighting until a little girl approached you. “Excuse me, are you Rocky?” Shocked, you paused for a moment before nodding, putting on the smile that you had practised with Loki in the mirror. “That’s me! What’s your name?”

She beamed. “I’m Lily, and I’m five!” she said, holding out five fingers.

“Nice to meet you, Lily! I can’t even remember how old I am. Do you want a picture?” Lily giggled, and dragged her mum over to take it, tugging on your arm until you picked her up. You smiled until the photo was taken, setting down the five year-old and giving her a high five. Lily’s mum was about to walk off when Lily stopped her.

“Wait! I want a photo with Loki, too!” Your eyebrows shot up, before you smirked, looking over at the shocked Asgardian. “You’re up, Reindeer Games.” He glared at you, before picking Lily up and posing for the camera. Just as Lily’s mum was about to press the button to take the photo, Loki shot his arm out, grabbed yours and dragged you in the picture, the smile that was fixed on your face only slightly wavering.

“Aww,” Lily’s mum cooed, “you two are so cute! Come on, Lily, let’s leave them to it.” You both waved to Lily as she bounced off, before you stepped back from Loki, hands on your hips. “What was that, hm?”

Loki smirked, stepping closer to you. “You know, I’m gonna redeem that favour you owe me, now.” You raised an eyebrow, heart pounding at the lack of distance between you. “Oh really? And what would you like me to do?”

Loki placed his hands on your hips, pulling you to him. “Kiss me.”

ohhhhhh omgomgomg i loved that

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