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prettybabybaby · 1 year

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content: noncon, dark!regulus, fem!squib!reader, use of the imperius curse, degradation, objectification

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Regulus didn’t really think he’d have to use it.

You were an obedient thing, eager to serve. And under the impression that he and the others were part of the order, you did just about anything he asked.

You were easy to fool, unaware of any wizarding politics after you were casted away following the reveal of your powers. Or lack there of. Your squib status was all over the daily prophet. He remembered scowling at the moving photo of you behind your parents, looking pathetically weak.

Regulus didn’t understand why he was so infatuated with a filthy squib like you. Much less why you hadn’t seemed to catch on. You just seemed so attentive and observant. The wheels in your mind always seemed to be turning as you tried to piece everything together from the little Regulus and the other death eaters spoke.

But you still couldn’t grasp the meaning of Regulus’ wandering hand and suggestive tone, ignoring his advances completely as your mind was occupied with trying to conspicuously draw information from him. You hadn’t managed to deceive him.

The eagerness to help was to make up for your feelings of inadequacy, he knew that, but the glimmering eyes and growing pupils that would look up at him as you nodded your head, thanking him for allowing you to help made his mind spin with thoughts. His fantasies plagued his mind more often than he cared to admit, embarrassed by the subject of his desire and the fact that he was somehow still yearning when he could just have you.

Regulus expected immediate reciprocation of his fervent touch but instead, he was pushed away mere seconds after his lips touched yours, tongue invading your mouth to taste you instantly. His brow raised as he kept a grip on your shoulder, taking in your widened eyes and your wet lips.

The taste of your lips lingered on his tongue as he stared at you, ears filled with cotton as words flew from your mouth. He cared very little about what you had to say but he loved to watch your mouth tumble open as you fumbled your words before stopping to lick your lips, collecting the remnants of his spit.

He leaned in again, a breathy, "relax," fanning your neck as he pecked the delicate skin he had been waiting to mark. You squirmed, wiggling out of his grasp and staring at him in disbelief with an underlying tinge of fear.

Regulus' patience was already running thin. He was just trying to get off before returning his focus to serving the Dark Lord. You were a useless squib who should've been begging for his touch, realizing that was the only way you were useful.

His wand pressed against your throat and the imperius curse was on his tongue as he pinned you to the wall. Your eyes glazed over, hands dropping to your sides and pleads coming to a halt. You were awaiting his command.

"Are you done?" He asked, condescension dripping from his tone.

You nodded dumbly, "yes."

"Are you gonna let me use you now, squib?" You blinked as he leaned in closer, "you gonna spread those legs for me?"

Another nod, "yes."

"You're a dumb little thing, aren't you?" he murmured, cupping your pretty face. "Kiss me."

Your eyes flickered to lips for a second before you tilted your face upwards, mouth puckered cutely as you pressed your lips to his. It was a light peck, over much too quickly. Regulus licked his lips as you leaned away from him.

"You can do better than that," he said, "kiss me like you mean it."

You leaned back in, giving him a desperate open-mouthed kiss. Your tongue met his, caressing the muscle with your own before you pulled away, suckling on it. Regulus groaned, of course you'd be a good little slut. What else could a weak girl like you possibly be good at?

You looked at him expectantly, lashes fluttering as you as you leaned back in. He could feel your thighs press together, hips moving as he began to slowly grind against you.

His hands slid down your body, bunching around the hem of your skirt and pushing it downwards, "get rid of it."

You obeyed, pressing your thighs together as your cunt was revealed. He took a deep breath, grabbing your face once again to connect your lips and somehow his movements were even more desperate than before as his hand reached your heat. You were so much warmer and softer than he imagined. You tightened around his fingers instantly as he moved you towards your bed.

The head of his cock, poked at your pussy as his tongue roamed your useless mouth. You stayed still, almost in a paralyzed state as his hands roamed your skin and his cock humped the lips of your core.

Your body jolted and you gasped, a tremble moving up your body as a high whine left your lips. Regulus pulled away instantly, catching the final seconds of your orgasm. Your lips were still parted, visibly swollen and your eyes were glazed, struggling to stay open as all the air escaped your lungs.

He felt disgusted by himself for feeling the need to see you do it again. He wanted to watch the way your body changed as you felt the climax building until it reached it's peak. He wanted to feel your body tense and your hole clench around his cock as he fucked into you.

Regulus found your opening easily, slipping in even easier with the help of your dripping slick. Your thighs shook and tried to close instinctively. "Stop," he muttered, "keep them nice and wide."

He relished in the way your pussy pulsed around him and tears began to fill your waterline, no doubt from the sensitivity of your orgasm lingering and the intrusion of his cock becoming deeper with every thrust of his hips.

You felt amazing, an obedient little slut forced to obey his every wish. Regulus thought all squibs should be met with this fate. But no other hole would feel as delicious as you and your warmth.

You came again, fingers digging into the sheets as your back arched and you convulsed. You were even prettier the second time, empty eyes dripping crystals. He felt himself getting closer to his own orgasm as his hips pounded into you sloppily.

"Finally useful," he panted as he spilled into you. He could feel his release shooting deep inside you in ropes. "Aren't you so grateful for me?" Regulus' stomach tightened and he let out a deep moan, feeling himself come down from his climax.

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anxiousnerdwritings · 1 year

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Request; Good! Are the orders open? If they are open I would like a Headcanon de Yandere Sirius Black. In an alternate universe where he is not imprisoned in Azkaban. He stays with Reader to raise Harry as his son together. What would his Yandere behavior be like in his youth and later in his adulthood.

Sirius always had his eye on you, ever since starting Hogwarts. And to think he gave James hell for his liking for Evans when Sirius himself was no better.

He was whipped before he even had the chance to introduce himself. But he wouldn’t have it any other way, you were the only one for him. The two of you were made for each other after all. That much was clear as day.

Sirius was like a lost puppy when it came to you. He followed at your heels, not wanting to be too far from you. Honestly, he couldn’t keep himself away even if he tried. He liked being near you. The closeness was everything to him. He never wanted to go without it, without you.

His biggest feat was trying to convince you to give him a chance, to believe that what he felt for you was truly real and genuine cause it was. In the very beginning he had thought about getting with someone else in the hopes of making his darling jealous but he couldn’t bring himself to. He knew he had a reputation but ever since he laid eyes on you he only thought about you, he only dreamed about being with you. He only wanted tou, no one else could possibly compare. Sirius felt guilty enough from just thinking about being with someone other than you, even if it was to get your attention. It didn’t sit right with him being with anyone anymore if they weren’t you.

Attention was very much something Sirius couldn’t live without and that meant he strived for his darling’s attention in particular. Positive or negative it didn’t matter to him he thrived off of it all. So long as your eyes were on him he was happy. Merlin, how he loved your eyes. The color, the way they glistened in the sun, all the emotion swimming in them; Sirius absolutely adored looking into them. Whenever he interacted with you or rather whenever he was persistently annoying you, Sirius always looked you in the eye, staring far too long for comfort but he didn’t care how uneasy it made you or anyone else. He just couldn’t help himself. Hell, he’d bother his darling for a staring contest just to be able to look as long as possible into the windows to their soul.

Determined was an understatement, Sirius was completely dedicated to earning your heart and affections. He wasn’t one to give up easily and when it came to you giving up wasn’t an option. He would put in as much effort as he could muster to become part of your life, to be your future. He’d even go as far as to change himself to whatever you preferred if it meant finally getting you. And Sirius would devote himself to whatever facade he had to play just to have a conversation with you. But if things aren’t moving nearly as far along as he wants then Sirius would get to a point where he needed a quicker fix. There are certain spells and potions that make these types of things a lot easier after all.

Eventually, Sirius finally gets you where he wants you, with him. It took a lot of work and some coercing here and there but he finally did it. He had you and he couldn’t have been happier. Now that he had his darling, Sirius would only become increasingly more intense regarding his behavior and overall antics. Especially while still attending Hogwarts.

Once in a relationship with his darling, Sirius would be very similar to a rabid dog. He had already been pretty passionate when concerning his darling but now that he had them he was on a whole other level. Anyone who so much as looked at his darling cross eyed was in for one hell of a rude awakening. Whether it came in the form of Sirius beating the shit out of them the muggle way, the poor soul becoming the Marauders new target for their antics, or them just so happening to be viciously attacked but a crazed black dog who seemingly came out of nowhere.

He wasn’t very forgiving of those who interfered when it came to you. It didn’t matter whether they had the ill intentions that Sirius swears they did or not, he wasn’t letting anyone try and steal you away from him. Hell, even his own friends were on thin ice but he could usually play it off with them as sarcasm and harmless fun, although they could read between the lines. When Sirius did get like this it was really up to only his darling to calm him down and reign him in. If it were them telling to stop then he would without a second thought but anyone else wouldn’t have that kind of power over him. Not even Mcgonagall or Dumbledore.

After Hogwarts, Sirius would want to immediately begin the rest of his life with his darling. He had already been planning the wedding before graduation but now he just couldn’t help himself. He didn’t want to wait any longer then necessary. He was being impatient, he knew that, but he wanted to be bound to the love of his life right away. So much so that Sirius wasn’t bothered too much about the idea of not having a ceremony. At least not having one yet. As long as it was you and him, he was more than content.

Given how caught up in his own wants Sirius was, he hadn’t really taken in or even asked what his darling wanted to do. Whether you wanted to wait on marriage or even take a break from the relationship in general. Sirius wasn’t really giving you a choice cause he already decided for you before the idea was even openly brought up. No matter how much his darling tried to get a word in and put their foot down for their own wants and needs, he didn’t listen. Whether that was because he was actually too caught up in his own mind or because he chose to just ignore you who knew.

If his darling was insistent on stalling and taking their time both with the relationship and their plans for the future, Sirius would feel inclined to get what he wants another way. Now that may mean that he forges his darling’s name on a marriage certificate without their knowledge or he may just go ahead and use the imperious curse on them. Not like he hasn’t had to use it on them before.

Once he and his darling are married, Sirius would be even more on cloud nine then he ever had been before. You’re all his, now and forever. You have his last name now and he couldn’t love it anymore than he already does. ‘Y/n Black’, it couldn’t suit you better. And to think he had been so hung up on whether you should take his name or he should take yours. In the end he made the right decision.

When it comes to the Wizarding War and the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius wants his darling to have no part in either whatsoever. He would not risk your life for anything. He doesn’t care how much you want to help, how powerful you are, or how useful you could be; it’s not happening. Sirius won’t allow it. He’s not going to lose one of the only good things in his life. Never. If he has to he’ll take any precautions necessary to keep you from trying.

Even if he has to incapacitate you to ensure you don’t leave the safety of wherever he’s keeping you. No matter how much you fight, yell, scream and curse at him, Sirius isn’t going to change his mind. Even if his darling hates him, he knows it’s for the best that he keeps them safe first. You are his top priority after all. Besides, when he comes back to you he can always use a memory charm if need be.

When Sirius hears word of James and Lily’s fate, he’s a mess. He breaks down and crumbles into pieces with his darling being the only one who can keep him from falling apart completely. He’s utterly devastated and he knows it’s his fault for his friends’ deaths. He can’t help but blame himself but he’s also plagued with the thought of that having been you. You could have been dead. He could have lost you at any point even though he took all the measures to keep that from happening. It takes everything in him and you clutching onto him for Sirius not to go after Peter. As much as he wants to he’s reminded that he has you to think about first and you further remind him that Harry needs him as well now. Harry needs the both of you. And that’s more than enough to make him stay.

The fight you two had to put up to keep Harry from going to his Aunt and Uncle was a feat in itself. Dumbledore seemed so adamant about him growing up with the muggles but Sirius especially didn’t want that to happen. Not when he was Harry’s godfather and right there to happily accept him. Besides, it wasn’t what James or Lily would have wanted for him, not when Sirius and his darling were more than willing to take him in and raise him as their own. Sirius had been so passionate and emotional in his argument to have Harry come home with the two of you that Dumbledore couldn’t help but to allow it.

Watching his darling interact with baby Harry was something Sirius adored more than anything. This was his little family. And he’d do anything for them. It had always been in Sirius’ plans that the two of you would have a family of your own. Although he had originally wanted to start making that family immediately after leaving Hogwarts but more important things overshadowed that desperate want. Now that he had a snippet of what it would be like, Sirius could feel that want coming back with a feverish vengeance. He would wait a while though and give Harry the time and attention he needed and deserved right now. But that didn’t mean you and he couldn’t start trying.

Overall, Sirius would become much more intense throughout the years regarding his darling in general. His overprotective and possessiveness had always been there even in his younger days but once he had you all to himself did things hit a whole other level. He’s so completely and utterly filled with love and devotion for his darling and he doesn’t care whether the severity of it is labeled healthy or not. He’s got you and now he’s got his very own little family, Sirius couldn’t be happier. But Merlin help whoever tries to intervene in his happy little world, he won’t hesitate to use the killing curse on whoever tries to mess with his family.

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angelsworks · 9 months

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Marauders fan cast

James Potter / Aaron Taylor-Johnson

Sirius Black / Ben Barnes

Remus Lupin / Louren Groenewald

Peter Pettigrew / Dane DeHaan

#angelsworks post #harry potter #poly marauders #yandere marauders #poly marauders x reader

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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Your yandere sons Archer, Sirius and Regulus are vying for your attention.

#yandere harry potter scenarios #yandere harry potter characters #yandere harry potter imagines #yandere harry potter x reader #yandere harry potter #yandere sirius black #yandere archer black #yandere regulus black #yandere concept #yandere marauders

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fr-ogii · 2 years

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yandere!marauders

x gn!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

⚠️ :: use of the word “lord” (non religiously), set in their school years mainly

i actually loved writing this a lot more than i expected to, please request anything if you have any more ideas for me - i’m begging 🙏

⇢ so possessive! probably one of the most toxic yandere(s) i’ve written for (even if that isn’t saying a lot).

⇢ lord forbid any of the slytherins, especially snape, would even so much as look at you. they won’t hesitate to physically prove that they’re the only ones for you.

⇢ anyone that disrespects you (even if it’s only in the boys’ imagination) will soon find themselves experiencing the most brutal barrage of pranks that were designed to humiliate them in front of everyone, including you.

⇢ that was the most important part; you. if you saw how weak they were, how easily “beaten” they were, you would never consider them. as a friend, as a partner, anything.

⇢ they’ll do anything for an ego boost. imagine them pretending to get injured (or genuinely getting injured, depending on who we’re talking about here) just so you can coo over them and nurse them back to help. so what they can easily go to madam pomphrey to fix any wound they had? they prefer you.

⇢ and you can’t tell me they wouldn’t use their animagus forms to stalk you. james, remus, and sirius were practically fuming when they learned that peter had been using his form to sneak into your school bag and come with you to your classes.

⇢ “it’s just not fair!!” was something you could be sure james was yelling in the dorm room that night, along with the hushing of remus; the only slightly sensible one in the group that prevented them from getting caught so far.

⇢ sirius has probably attempted to convince the others that they should just take you so “their darling” didn’t have to deal with “those nasty old slytherins” anymore.

⇢ when remus, ever the rational one in the group, questioned him on where you would be kept, sirius hesitated before responding with “the shrieking shack?”

⇢ this topic wasn’t mentioned again until after the marauders had graduated. now they could properly take care of you.

⇢ and, despite knowing that they’re toxic for you, you just can’t help but be drawn back in with everything they do for you.

⇢ they publicly humiliated your partner for a transfiguration project because they made the both of you fail? okay… but, they did it for you.

⇢ let’s be honest here; having the marauders obsessed with you was something that barely anyone would have minded. they were some of the most popular people in the school and, debatably, some of the most attractive too.

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emmaloo21butwriting · 11 months

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Yandere Peter Pettigrew

“I say you let me go and I don’t do anything,” Y/n said.

“Not how it works darling,” Peter chuckled, “I found you, I get you. I do whatever I want to you.”

“Peter?” She muttered, “It sounds like you.”

Her blindfold seemed to be useless now, the ropes still held her back.

“Let go of me! Why would you tie me up like this!?”

“Oh, I didn’t tie you up like this,” Peter undid her blindfold, she blinked at him, adjusting to the light.

“Then who did?” She whined.

“someone else you might know, a black perhaps..”

“Regulus?”

“Well, I would never do that to you! I love you too much!” He hugged her, kissing her face all over.

#Tw ropes #Tw blind #Tw blindfold #Tw love bombing #Tw gas lighting #Peter pettigrew #harry Potter #peter pettigrew x reader #harry potter x reader #marauders #marauders era #x readef #Tw yandere #not Proofread #Yandere Peter pettigrew #Yandere x reader #yandere Peter pettigrew x reader #yandere marauders

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marveloustimestwo · 1 year

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Harry Potter Masterlist

Updated: November 5th, 2023

James Potter

How he would act if you wore his sweater w/ Sirius and Remus

Sirius Black

How he would act if you wore his sweater w/ James and Remus

Sirius with a chubby, introverted darling

How he would feel about being obsessed with the same person as Regulus

Remus Lupin

How he would act if you wore his sweater w/ James and Sirius

Poly Marauders

Who would notice whose tendencies first, and how they would react to catching each other stalking you

How they would deal with a darling whose dad is also yandere for them

Regulus Black

How he would feel about being obsessed with the same person as Sirius

Barty Crouch Jr.

How Barty would deal with obsessing over the Auror that imprisoned him

#yandere #yandere harry potter #yandere sirius black #yandere marauders #yandere james potter #yandere remus lupin #yandere regulus black #yandere barty crouch jr

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amber-michaelson · 2 years

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Oneshots__

A Girl Like Me (Marauders)

Your The Reason I Hate Myself (Marauders)

Unusual Love (Lucius Malfoy)

Series__

Headcanon__

Nsfw Alphabet__

Sfw Alphabet__

Check out my other works

#x reader #smut #angst #fluff #reader death #rape #x reader smut #x reader fluff #x reader angst #marauders era #marauders x reader #marauders smut #marauders fluff #marauders angst #yandere x reader #yandere marauders #yandere marauders x reader #fanfic series

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sweetiecutie · 1 year

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Pairing: dark! Sirius Black x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, dry-humping, yandere themes, non-consensual touching, obsessive and toxic behavior, drugging, don’t read if you’re not comfortable with those things!!!

A/n: this is part 2 to my dark!Sirius drabble, just like promised. Better read it first before starting with this work. Turned out not exactly how I wanted it to be, but it’s better than nothing ig

Sirius has always been handsy, trying to touch you in any possible way at all times. And you almost got used to that, really, but now that you two were officially “dating” his touchiness increased tenfold - it felt like every minute of every day consisted of you swatting away Sirius’ prying hands and him trying even harder to lay them upon your body.

You’d look pleadingly at his friends, eyes watering and bottom lip trembling - Sirius’ behavior was obviously not normal. Remus seemed to understand that too, but still - he did nothing. He’d give you an apologetic look, eyebrows knitted together and corners of his mouth pulled downward in disapprobation, yet still he never intervened. James, as you got to know him better a bit further in your forced relationships with Sirius, was just as sick in his head. Not as dangerous as his best friend was, but certainly just as twisted. You saw how he was with Evans - following her everywhere like a lost puppy (or ravenous beast), suffocating her and everyone around with his heavy presence, attached to her like a chewing gum stuck in her pretty red hair.

So here you were, pressed against the stone wall in empty classroom of a huge castle, where Sirius made sure no one could interrupt you. Sirius’ lips were greedy, devouring you with such longing that made your knees buckle, and if it wasn’t for his thigh delved in between your legs - you’d be on a floor long time ago. Your tried to push at his shoulders, trying to get a boy off of you, but fruitless.

You’ve noticed a few weeks ago that something was off with you - your body became weaker by the day, as if all strength was seeping out of your pores hourly, leaving you a powerless rag barely able to keep up with all your classes. It didn’t take a genius to understand what was happening - Sirius was putting something in your food. You’ve stopped eating in front of him, only having an occasional toast or apple to not attract his attention too much; all the numerous sweets Black has ever given you as a gift ended up straight in trash - you didn’t risk consuming definitely drugged dainties. Madam Pomfrey blamed it all on your nerves and upcoming N.E.W.T.s, ignoring your numerous complains and advising to sleep and eat more. Yet still, continual trembling of your hands and weakness of your legs told that Sirius somehow managed to feed - whatever this shit was - to you, and pretty successfully.

Sirius’ hands snaked their way down your body, resting on your ass unashamedly. You squealed in protest, hitting his upper arms with shaky fists, but to no avail - Sirius just chuckled at your ‘shyness’ into your kiss, giving your butt a loving squeeze.

He forced your hips forward so that your bodies were pressed flush against each other. Sirius exhaled shakily at the feeling of his bulge rubbing against your stomach; he rutted his pelvis a few more times, moaning into your mouth sweetly at the feeling of his throbbing cock humping you through numerous layers of clothing.

- Fuck, I want you so bad, - he murmured softly against your lips, his hot breath hit your face, making you shiver unpleasantly. You gripped his upper arms, feeling his muscles flex under your touch.

- Sirius, please I-

- Shhh, I know, my dearest, I know. But not here. Not like that, - Sirius interrupted you with soft voice, red lips made their way along your jawline and down to your neck, scattering sloppy wet kisses on your skin, making sure to leave marks in all most obvious places.

- You deserve to be lavished, worshipped among finest silks like a princess that you are, not some quick shag on the desk.

You felt his hands moving up you back, caressing your body with tender touches - wide palms glided over your buttocks and up your lower back. One heavy hand came to wrap around your waist, giving it a firm squeeze; the other one followed the path of your spine, softly rubbing in-between your shoulder blades before cupping your nape, craning your head backwards for easier access. Soft wet lips slotted onto yours with such yearning, greedy tongue pushed assertively into your mouth; Sirius moaned as your taste engulfed him once more, he breathed hard and deep through his nose, hand on the back of your head pushed you even further into him.

You couldn’t help a little squeal tearing through your throat at the pressure. A few tears rolled down your cheeks - you were scared to near death; you still couldn’t understand Sirius’ emotional pattern, he was as unpredictable as weather, which only made him more dangerous. You knew he wasn’t all that scared of hurting you. And you were sure he would certainly do so if he deemed your attitude towards him unacceptable. You were scared to try getting him off yourself, especially since he had completely free access to your neck.

- But please, indulge me just this once. You’re driving me absolutely fucking mad, Y/n, I’ve never wanted anyone so bad, - Sirius blabbered, his hips humping against your stomach, strong arms keeping you firmly in place, not giving a single opportunity to inch away.

Sirius grunted and whimpered into your neck, you were sure that it was completely covered in bright hickeys and bite-marks at this point. Black moaned out your name quietly, his hips rutting against you erratically - he was nearing his high.

- I love you, I love you, I love you, fuck… ‘m so fucking close, - he mumbled mindlessly, hot lips pressed aimlessly agains your temple, hands gripping your shaking form as tightly as ever.

With a low growl and final jerk of his hips Sirius stilled; his tense body was trembling slightly, breathing uneven and shallow. He slumped against your smaller frame after a few moments, letting out an airy giggle. He buried his nose deeper into the hair on the side of your head, inhaling lungfuls of your scent.

- Sorry, shit. That was insane. I can use my fingers to make you-

- No, Siri, that’s okay. We’re gonna be late to class, - you interjected, gripping desperately on every opportunity to end all this as soon as possible.

Black-haired only huffed in reply, ducking down to lock your lips in a strong wet kiss. He broke away from you, unraveling his arms from around your body; Sirius did leave one hand on the small of your back though, rubbing your tense muscles with soft touches. His other hand came to fix your hair and askew collar of white uniform shirt, satisfied with the fact that it couldn’t cover all the dark marks he has left on your neck.

After quickly fixing each other’s clothes you hurried out of the classroom and through endless corridors of the castle, finally reaching your destination. Luckily, you came a few minutes before the start of the lesson, so you didn’t have to explain professor the reason of your yet another belatedness. Sirius sat you at the desk at the end of the row, saving himself a seat next to you by dropping his belongings there. He tilted your head up by your chin using his thumb and index finger, placing a what might be seen as loving kiss on the center of your forehead.

- ‘m gonna go clean myself up a bit. I’ll be back in no time, don’t have too much fun without me, ‘kay? - Sirius winked and placed yet another kiss on your forehead. ‘Quite a confidence he has for a guy with pants full of cum’ flashed in your head, but you quickly dismissed this thought.

You noted how Sirius gave a short nod in James’ direction, which, you figured, meant ‘watch over her while I’m gone’. Potter nodded back curtly and with that your “boyfriend” retreated.

You threw a short look around, catching your best friend’s - well, now ex-best friend’s - worried eyes, her eyebrows knitted together in worry as she noted your wet eyes and reddened face. You barely mouthed word ‘don’t’, knowing all too well how vicious Sirius would become if he happened to know about this short interaction between you two. If there was a person Black despised more than Severus, it probably was her - all because she could see right through his bullshit, trying to get you out of that hellhole despite all his numerous threats and blackmail. Her frown only deepened, but she turned away from you nevertheless; you relaxed a bit seeing that James didn’t notice anything.

For now, you were safe. Sirius’ needs were satisfied and he was practically purring with joy, hip pushed into yours as he sat next to you through the rest of your classes and at the great hall, babbling his usual Sirius nonsense. You forced a tight smile on your lips and nodded to his gibberish, your mind relentlessly giving ideas of all the possible nightmares tomorrow’s day may bring.

Likes, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated, they inspire me on creating even more content for you💖

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whorediaries-09 · 10 months

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😰i get my inspo alr

smut and yandere themes under cut.

thinking about stepdad!sirius black when he finds out about your nsfw twitter account. his cock gets hard just by listening to your teary whimpers while you ride on the plastic dildo underneath your stretched cunt. he groans as he palms himself through his trousers.

those videos and pictures are even better than those he clicks when you are asleep, he chuckles to himself, wiping his sweaty brow. with a curse under his breath his hand shakes as he groans when he sees you falling apart on the plastic cock under you. your cum coats the dildo and he imagines how you'd taste on his tongue. he stares at your heaving chest as you gasp for breaths. there's a pink tinge of perhaps shame or lust on your cheeks as your lips spread while you massage your sensitive clit.

his nsfw twitter account just looked like a fan page for you now....

turn this into a series/fic? 😰

#sirius black #sirius black smut #the marauders #sirius x reader #sirius black x reader #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #marauders #dark sirius black x reader #yandere sirius black #yandere #THE GODDAMN BUTTERFLIES I HAD WHILE WRITING THIS #AJNSHHIUNS #FIC??#step daddy? 💀

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a-reverii · 6 months

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regulus black is so strangers to lovers change my mind.

#my : thoughts #reverii's thoughts #i am not accepting criticism on this #regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus x reader #regulus black imagine #regulus black moodboard #yandere regulus black #regulus deserved better #marauders era #the marauders #sirius black

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prettybabybaby · 1 year

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Pleaseeeeee more dark!Remus. Maybe another stepbrother one. I need dark Remus in my life and I love love love your work

-Bunny Anon 💘

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content: nondescriptive noncon, stepcest, dark!stepbrother!remus, fem!reader

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you were a brat now.

university was supposed to be too much for you. it was meant to send you running back home and straight into his arms, happy to stay safe alongside him. his beloved sister was meant to seek him out for safety, but instead you strode in, bag all but dragging behind you as you made a beeline for your bedroom.

remus stood shocked as you ignored his presence entirely when you used to light up at the mere sound of his name. he tried to shake it off, telling himself that you were just tired and you'd be fine by morning.

only, you weren't.

you avoided him at all costs, dismissing yourself from dinner and leaving the house as soon as he step foot in it. remus grew frustrated quickly. impatient.

he hadn't had you in far too long. he had spent all the months you were away picturing your nude body as he tugged his cock that yearned for you.

he knew something was wrong when you stopped answering his phone calls. but he never thought you'd accuse him of rape. it was ridiculous, an outrageous accusation that couldn't be farther from the truth.

as you stood in front of him, huffing out of your nose and lip quivering as you tried to keep your eyes from spilling tears. he scoffed in disbelief, raising a brow as he stared at you.

he knew your friends would start feeding you ideas like this, painting him as the villain. it was just a little harmless fun between two siblings. by marriage. it's not like you were actually related. they had no business meddling in your relationship -- as complicated as it may be.

and now you were squirming away from him, clawing at the polished wood of the dresser he bent you over, pushing your panties down to fuck you like he was supposed to.

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anxiousnerdwritings · 1 year

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Yandere Lily Evans w/ Muggle!Sister!Reader (platonic)

(Part of a series relating to these posts: here and here.)

Lily loved her family but she especially loved her sisters the most. It was you three till the end, at least that’s what you all promised each other. Things started to change though once Lily got her Hogwarts letter. You along with your parents couldn’t have been happier for her but the same couldn’t be said for Petunia. She made her thoughts and opinions on the matter very clear. Of course this hurt Lily but she was content so long as she had your support. That’s what mattered most at the end of the day.

She’d always been quite a bit closer to you than she was with Petunia. Ever since the day their parents told them they were having another baby Lily had been utterly excited. It wasn’t until the day you were born though that she found herself captivated with her new role as a big sister. Seeing you in person and holding you in her own little arms at the time stirred something within her. You were her baby sister and she was going to absolutely love and protect you to no end.

The two of you were inseparable and even though she couldn’t be with you physically, Lily wrote to you all the time during her time away at Hogwarts. Much more than she wrote to Petunia and or your guys’ parents. Everyone got their own letter of course but yours’ were pages upon pages detailing everything she’s done and everywhere she went. She never left anything out no matter how insignificant it was. And the letter always ended with talk about how your first year would be at Hogwarts and the things the two of you would do together. She really wanted you to live it all with her so you would be ready when you got your own letter.

Only that day never came. At least not that either of you knew of. And Lily had been just as heartbroken as you if not more so. She didn’t want to believe it. She didn’t want to accept it. Lily could understand why Petunia hadn’t been accepted into Hogwarts but she couldn’t wrap her mind around why you weren’t. It haunted her. This whole time she was under the impression that the two of you could go down this magical path together, she wanted to show and teach you so many things only for it all to fall apart before her.

But that hadn’t been what really hurt her. You had come to completely accept and understand the situation far quicker than she had. What hurt the most though was that you never resented her for living and experiencing a life/world that you couldn’t. If anything you supported and encouraged her all the more. And Lily couldn’t have been more appreciative of you. She had been so worried that you would end up turning your back on her like Petunia had but thankfully you didn’t. Honestly, she wouldn’t have known what to do if you had.

So, Lily vowed to work even harder. For both herself and you. She wanted to make you proud to have a sister like her. She wanted to make you proud of her. Lily didn’t want to give you a reason to resent or hate her. No, she couldn’t go through that, not again. She wanted you to be able to live and experience magic through her and that’s just what she did. Through her letters while she was away and with her studies when she came back home for the holidays and summer; Lily shared it all with you.

When it came to James, Lily would often write to you about him. Mostly regarding his antics and how annoying/persistent he was. It had actually been you to convince her to give him a chance, not seeing any harm in it. Lily wasn’t sure at first but maybe you saw something she didn’t when she talked about him. It’s not like she ever left anything out. Eventually she did give him a chance and surprisingly enough they worked out. She’d always joke to James that their relationship was all thanks to you. (Don’t even get her started on how nervous she was when it came time for you to meet him/the rest of the Marauders.)

Speaking of which, there wouldn’t be a single person close to Lily at Hogwarts that didn’t know about her beloved baby sister. She gushed about and brought you up as often as possible. Everyone came to a consensus that she did it completely absentmindedly. You were just always on her mind in one way or another. You were always the first thought in her mind when she woke up and the last one before she went to sleep. There wasn’t a moment you weren’t a priority to her and everyone knew that. Especially James. He was more than well aware he came second to Lily when concerning you and he was fine with that. Not like he had much of a choice.

With how much Lily mentioned or talked about you in general all her friends felt like they knew you almost as well as she did. So, it made sense for them to get just as protective of you as Lily was. Especially when she was reading them one of your recent letters and you just so happened to briefly mention something about a crush you had.

You should have seen them sitting in the Gryffindor common room trying to decipher what that meant and the severity of what Lily would be coming home to. Was it really just a crush? Or was it something more? Did you already have a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend? Were you already in a relationship and this was your way of trying to tell Lily about it? What if you had gotten married without her knowing?! Surely, your guys’ mother and father would have reached out and let her know if you didn’t. Besides, you were too young for that anyway. You were too young for a romantic relationship of any kind.

Honestly, the conspiracies were ridiculous but if it was regarding you then they couldn’t cross anything out. Yet. And that’s how they reacted to anything you wrote to Lily. Going through every single word carefully with a fine tooth comb, looking for anything that didn’t seem like something but might actually be something. They were all much too invested in you far before they ever physically met you and that was all thanks to your big overprotective sister Lily.

You may not have been able to make a home for yourself at Hogwarts but you already had a family there for you. Lily had made sure of that.

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iieexela · 8 months

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murderous flovers.

He is a popular detective. He is a popular killer who leaves blood-colored roses at crime scenes. Similar scope of work but from two different sides.

Evan leans over the large crimson blood stain, tilting his head slightly to the side. His eyes are slightly narrowed as if he is looking for something else besides a dark pool of blood and a dark red rose.

He crouches slowly by the rose, which looks extremely cared of, extremely gorgeous. The petals of the flower opened evenly, creating a soft, beautiful combination that was drenched in dark red blood. He slowly reaches out his hand but hesitates for a moment, his steel blue eyes fixated on that wretched flower with thorns left at the crime scene.

The detective's gloved hand finally reaches out and slowly touches the rose, slowly picking it up. The tips of his gentle fingers are holding the rose, examinating it carefully. He turns the rose slowly in his fingers and looks at it as if...

...studying it. The detective studies the rose, the killer looking at him closely. Hiding isn't the most wonderful thing Barty has ever done, but anything for his beloved. For his sweetheart. The murderer's woody brown eyes are totally fixated on Evan Rosier and the flower with extremely weirdly sharp thorns.

Barty's bloody hands are shaking uncontrollably from excitement and adrenaline. His mouth is curves into an awfully big smile, a smile like something out of a horror movie. On Barty's lips there is a smile as wide as the Joker's painted-on smile.

"You will be mine," Barty whispers under his breath, his voice followed by a soft, psychotic laugh. "It's just a matter of time..." He mutters again. He slowly tilts his head to the side as if imitating Evan's expressions. He sits in those bushes for half an hour... an hour...

...one and half hour. Evan still holds the rose in his hands and watches the police cars drive away. As always, he stays behind to inspect the crime scene. Turning the rose in his fingers, he slowly circles the blood left on the ground.

"Hmmm," The detective humms quietly, visibly thinking about something. He Crouches next to blood drops which looks very fresh. Too fresh. Evan looks at his fingers and with stoic expression he removes a leather glove from one of his hands and watches as blood slowly drips onto the ground from a small wound on the tip of his finger.After looking at it for a while, an expression of enlightenment appears on his face.

On Barty's face too. He slowly comes up behind Evan, making sure everything is quiet. Evan doesn't even sense Barty's presence. Barty grabs Evan from behind and puts chloroform gauze over the detective's mouth. Evan can feel himself getting dizzy, the rose falling out of his hands and silently hitting the ground, right next to the fresh blood drops.

Evan faints in Barty's arms. Barty feels Evan faint in his arms.

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