#•Sirius•

[ohwowimlonley]

Marauders Drabble request: Sirius calling you “the wife” or “the mrs” even though you’re not married

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“Okay, gotta go,” he slaps his legs, rising from the plush velvet sofa in the common room and striding towards the portrait hole away from the rest of the marauders, “the missus wants us to go on a walk round the black lake before dinner,”

“The what now?” James cranes his neck to make eye contact with Sirius, smirking at his friend’s suddenly wide eyes.

“Uh,” he shifted his weight from foot to foot, glancing across the room before recovering his confidence and striding through the portrait hole and calling, “the missus, boys! James if you weren’t such a wuss you could get my brother but nooooo,”

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

[natti-ice]

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

[thatboisus]

me logging onto tumblr after consuming a new piece of media

[aphrcdites]

the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object

[cruel-seduction]

It’s like a full-blown addiction, but instead of drugs or booze, it’s this fictional guy who’s got her wrapped around his finger. She knows it’s fucked up—knows she’s out here daydreaming about someone who’s not even real—but who cares? This guy? He’s everything. He’s charming in the worst ways, flawed in every possible sense, but there’s just something about him that has her hooked. He doesn’t even know she exists, but she’s ready to fight anyone who says a word against him. Seriously, she’ll defend his honor like it’s a fucking life-or-death mission.

He’s a goddamn trainwreck, but he’s her trainwreck. She’ll put up with all his baggage, his emotional scars, his dark sides, because somehow, that brokenness makes him feel more real to her than any real guy could. He’s messed up, but she’ll fix him in her head every single time. Maybe it’s that thrill of knowing he’s dangerous and untouchable that makes him even more irresistible. He might break her heart in a hundred ways, but it’s the kind of heartbreak that makes her feel alive, even if it hurts like hell.

And it’s never gonna happen, right? She knows that. He’s not gonna waltz into her life and sweep her off her feet. But it doesn’t matter. Because she gets to have him on her terms—no messy reality, no awkward first dates, no risking her heart for real. He’s always there when she needs him, in that perfect little bubble of fantasy she’s built for herself. And maybe she’s a little crazy for it, but at least with him, she’s never disappointed. Every time she replays his scenes, reads the fanfics, imagines their future together—it's like a high she can never quite shake. She knows it's all just a mindfuck, but she’s never felt more alive.

[animatanaa]

I’m new to tumblr so I’m not completely sure how this works. First post, and it’s wolfstar!

[bethsvrse]

me staring at my ceiling after y/n does the most FLABBERGASTING thing ever

[flow33didontsmoke]

when y/n does something so bad/embarrassing you have to facepalm and close your eyes for a minute

[justsmth2]

I was rereading poa and got carried away

[ohwowimlonley]

sirius thigh fucking reader

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“Oh, fuck,” he leans his cheek to the inside of your ankle, fingers tightening their grip, on on your calf and the other on your thigh, squishing your legs together as much as possible.

“Oh my God, Siri,” your head crashes back against the stack of pillows on his bed, hips bucking up, chasing the friction of his cock against your swollen, oversensitive clit, “just like that, ah-“

“Shh, darling, can’t have the others hearing,” he gestures with his head around the room to all his dorm mates sleeping soundly in their own bed, still not relenting with his pace despite his words.

“But- but-“ Sirius cuts you off with a hand over your mouth, putting just enough pressure on it to let you know he’s serious.

“Good girl,” he cooes down at you, speeding up his pace and letting his thumb drift down to play with the combination of your fluids and his, smothering it messily in between your thighs to give himself better friction.

[flymetothemoony]

twelve years of it, in azkaban.

[shoot1ngst4r]

going out of your way to search up [insert character] ANGST and all you get is smut

[bloodbruise]

the bitches traumatized by saltburn would never survive the fics in my ao3 history

[thatboisus]

reading a good ass fanfic up until it said something that just makes you want to stop reading