#Sirius is Monica

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𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 & 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌:

Hello everybody and welcome to my writing blog! :) I wanted to write down here, what are my rules and what will I write for.

What I will write for:

• X reader’s

• Headcanons

• Fluff

• Smut

• NSFW

• Agnst

• all genders of readers

• Kinks (only ones who aren’t harmful)

• Ships

• Fanarts

What I will not write for:

•Rape

Characters I will write for: * if the character is gay I will not write them as straight.

Harry Potter | Marauders Era

• James Potter

• Lilly Evans

• Peter Pettigrew

• Remus Lupin

• Severus Snape

• Sirius Black

• Regulus Black

• Narcissa Black

• Bellatrix Black

• Andromeda Black

• Lucius Malfoy

Harry Potter | Golden Trio Era

• Harry Potter

• Hermione Granger

• Ron Weasley

• Draco Malfoy

• Luna Lovegood

• Neville Longbottom

• Fred Wesley

• George Weasley

• Pansy Parkinson

• Blasie Zabini

• Tom Riddle

• Adult Version Sirius Black

• Adult Version Remus Lupin

• Adult Version Severus Snape

• Also I will write for: Mattheo Riddle, Tom Riddle as brothers ( i will also Write for Tom as young Voldemort) Enzo Lorenzo, Theodore Nott

Gotham:

• Edward Nyggma

• Oswald Cobbelpot

• Fish Mooney

• Jerome Valeska

• Jeremiah Valeska

• Barbara Kean

• Bruce Wayne

• James Gordon

• Selina Kyle

• Poison Ivy

• Victor Zsasz

• Tabitha Galavan

• Harvey Bullock

• I will also write for DC characters who aren’t from the Series, as: Harley Quinn, The Joker, Roman Sionis Etc.

Friends:

• Rachel Green

• Monica Geller

• Phoebe Buffay

• Joey Tribbiani

• Chandler Bing

• Ross Geller

Hazbin Hotel:

•Angel Dust

• Charlie Morningstar

• Vaggie

• Cherri Bomb

• Sir Pentious

• Husk

•Alastor

•Vox

•Velvette

•Valentino

•any other character from that fandom

Helluva Boss:

• Stolas

• Blitzø

• Asmodeus

• Fizzarollie

• Loona

• Millie

• Moxxie

• any other character from this fandom

* you can ask me to add more fandoms, I will add them if I know them <3

That’s all hope you Enjoyed :)

[starwolf-and-marauders]

I was rewatching friends (for the hundredth time) and like.

Mondler is so jegulus.

Like monica is like James about marriage and babies and chandler is like reg about his commitment issues.

But about everything else it's the complete opposite.

James is like chandler with his jokes and his childish behaviour (not in the bad way just that they see the more fun aspect of life) and regulus is like monica when it comes to tidiness and her mommy issues (yes, ouch).

And then we have chandler and joey that are James and Sirius.

But as Ross is Monica's brother he can be Sirius as well.

Especially in the episode where he finds out about mondler.

(- I can't believe it! My best friend and my sister! :|

- It's not like that. I love her.

[...]

- Awww! I cant believe it! My best friend

and my sister! :D )

Or when they were about to move in together and they had a fight about Rachel's room so they decided not to move, so Ross tried to make them realise that it's stupid. (Which is a very Sirius thing to me bc he just wants his best friend and little brother to be happy)

(And I know Ross did it so he could live with Rach but Sirius would do it for selfless reasons)

(Except for the fact that Rachel is Remus in this scenario)

(So not so selfless)

(But still he did it for james and reg)

And in that scene Ross says that he hasn't seen neither of them happier. Which is so Jegulus, let's admit that.

And then later in that episode Rach says that chandler and Monica are busy.

And Ross asks whether they're fighting.

But Rach is like "No, the other thing."

Again so jegulus

AND!! (This is about Regulus in best friend's brother.) CHEF MONICA AND CHEF REG!!

And most importantly, they're so in love. Both couples.

[nettedtangible]

Need someone to draw this but it's James and Sirius.

[here-for-a-good-time-hopefully]

Marauders as characters from friends

James - Joey

James is boyishly charming and a bit of an airhead, loves quidditch (similar to how Joey loves acting), he’s a sweetheart and can kinda be a dick

Remus - Chandler

Snarky, bitchy, def has a cigarette problem, ‘I’m hopeless, and awkward, and desperate for love’, hates life but his friends are here so it could be worse

Sirius - Rachel

Hes from a rich household trying to live amongst the common ppl, a bit out of touch but it’s ok because he’s cool and hot and fun

Lily - Monica

I picture lily as being slightly deranged and very compulsive, she’s also a fabulous cook and has an annoying overbearing sibling (her and Remus are fabulous friends but no they do not date)

Peter - Ross

Really just out of necessity of Peter being there, ummm I do think Peter and Ross share the same make-big-mistakes trend also Peter just has Ross’ nervous, kinda sweaty energy

Pandora - Phoebe

She’s wild, she’s cool, and most importantly she’s certifiably insane, no one knows where she came from but she is there and she is fabulous she also has more street skills than everyone and has def killed several people in both past and present lives

[starchasersversion]

reg and siri variants

[duranduratulsa]

Here is this week's SiriusXM 90s on 9 Preferred Artists...

1. Seal (13 appearances)

2. Whitney Houston (10 appearances)

3. Mariah Carey, Ace of Base (8 appearances)

4. Tom Petty (7 appearances)

5. Boyz II Men, Aerosmith, Monica (6 appearances)

#90s #90sfest #durandurantulsas4thannual90sfest #SiriusXMRadio #90son9 #siriusxm90son9 #seal #whitneyhouston #RIPWhitneyHouston #mariahcarey #aceofbase #tompetty #RIPTomPetty #BoyzIIMen #Aerosmith #monica

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Requesting Info:

MASTERLIST - here

Updates are usually once a month ‼️

Requests are open! I only write for character x female reader (and gn! reader) - so no character x character or male!reader requests please.

There's a list of characters I can write for below, however if there is a character you would like to request for that is not on the list (given that they are from one of the fandoms listed) feel free to ask and we can discuss it :)

The ask box is open for anonymous requests as well

Upcoming works: not necessarily in order

1. Maria Hill x reader [La Douleur Exquise]

2. Owen Grady x reader [You've got it all wrong]

3. Lilia Calderu x reader [Glowing]

Characters I can write for:

MARVEL - ‣ Natasha Romanoff ‣ Carol Danvers ‣ Darcy Lewis (incl wandavision) ‣ Agatha Harkness (wandavision + AAA) ‣ Maria Hill ‣ Valkyrie|Brunnhilde ‣ James 'Bucky' Barnes (incl TFATWS) ‣ Loki Laufeyson (incl Loki)

‣ Nebula

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THE 100 - ‣ Lexa ‣ Raven Reyes ‣ John Murphy

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GREY'S ANATOMY - ‣ Addison Montgomery (incl Private Practice) ‣ Amelia Shepherd (incl Private Practice)

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HARRY POTTER - ‣ Severus Snape ‣ Sirius Black ‣ Bellatrix Lestrange ‣ Ron Weasley

OTHER CHARACTERS - ‣ Johanna Mason (The Hunger Games) ‣ Max Black (2 Broke Girls) ‣ Monica Geller (Friends) ‣ Maeve Wiley (Sex Education) ‣ Leighton Murray (The Sex Lives of College Girls) ‣ Owen Grady (Jurassic World) ‣ Claire Dearing (Jurassic World) ‣ Jim Hopper (Stranger Things) ‣ Jillian Holtzmann (Ghostbusters 2016) ‣ Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn 99)

‣ Robin Scherbatsky (How I Met Your Mother)

‣ Sevika (Arcane)

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Just state which character you'd like the fic to be about, a small prompt, tropes, female!reader or gn!reader, fluff, angst etc.. - Add as much information as you'd like - it is your fantasy!

Please avoid sending in a request reading: '*character* x reader' without any information as it does make it more difficult to write for and I will be more likely to not write it at all

I will not write for: • immoral and illegal pairings - teacher x student, incest, etc.. • pregnancy, cheating, SA, rape, mommy/daddy kinks or anything like it

[ddejavvu]

I love your james potter fic!

Was wondering if you could write smtg based on friends tv series season 5 episode 2, where chandler and monica are in a secret relationship and accidentally kissed monica infront of the others? & had to kiss everyone to cover it?

Can you rewrite a james x reader based on that? Readers friends can be lily, marlene and etc. I think it’d be hilarious especially when sirius, remus and peter had to witness that with shocked. Or they were the one james had to kiss? However it is, i put it in your hands! im sure I’ll love your writing regardless!

James doesn't even think once before he leans down to peck your lips in passing, but at the bewildered stares from the rest of your friends, who had somehow escaped his perception until just then, he thinks once, then twice.

He should not have kissed you.

Not now, not in front of a group of people who you've been concealing your relationship from for months. It's not that you can't trust them, or that they'd disapprove. No, it's more that they'd say I told you so, and neither you nor James is keen on that.

He thinks fast now that his brain is functioning, and moves on to Sirius just the way he did you.

"Right, now you," He mutters, pecking Sirius chastely against the corner of his mouth, "And Marlene, love you, wonderful to see you." He kisses her the same, and you note that he veers closer towards her cheek. You're grateful for it, because you're not sure you could handle seeing her lipstick on his lips for the night.

"Remus," James greets with a grin, but before the man can plant one on him Remus holds out a steady hand, pushing it against James's chest and holding him away.

"No thanks. I don't know what it is you're doing, but no thanks."

"I'm greeting my friends," James gushes, plopping down in the only empty seat and taking Lily's hand into his own. He presses a kiss to the back of it, but as a frequent recipient of James Potter's back-of-the-hand kisses, he doesn't give her much compared to what he gives you.

The group mutually decides to forgive James's odd behavior, seeing as he's comprised mainly of the stuff. That doesn't mean he's forgiven, however, as Lily's face crumples into a grimace.

"Remus," She looks towards the man on her left, holding her hand out like it's diseased, "Do you have any hand sanitizer?"

"Some friends you are," James grumbles, huffing as he crosses his arms over his chest, and Marlene dives for the bottle as soon as Lily finishes with it.

"Someone call poison control," She pleads, dispensing a liberal amount into her palm, "I'm about to apply this like it's lip gloss."

[lexithwrites]

The Monica and Ross fight but it’s Sirius and Regulus:

Regulus: Dad, that wasn’t Uncle Alphard that stole your money, it was Sirius.

Sirius: Bella didn’t steal from the the wine cabinet, Regulus did.

Regulus: Sirius hasn’t had a job for a year!

Sirius: REGULUS AND JAMES ARE LIVING TOGETHER!

James: …

Regulus: Sirius got married to Remus and then got divorced…AGAIN

Walburga: …

Orion: …

[season40]

ALNST SEASON 40 OFFICIAL ROUNDS

Side A

Round 1: Ciaran v. Brandon ( @starry-skiez / @neverforgetyou )

Round 2: Zero v. Can ( @apriciticreveries / @paradisedisconcert )

Round 3: Yumi v. Asahi ( @rockwgooglyeyes / apri )

Round 4: Sirius v. Dante ( @junebluues / rock )

Round 5: Casimir v. Clementine ( star / @chevalperd )

Round 6: Innamorati v. Yael ( @alien-til-i-stage / @lookatmysillies )

Round 7: Toki v. Clove ( @verdantlights )

Round 8: Sebastian v. Yvonne ( @sotogalmo / @aakaneeee )

Round 9: Monica v. Isla ( @nottoonedin )

Round 10: Numa v. Maya ( june / @cloverandstuff )

Round 11: Juliet v. Jiu ( @yunoftheclouds / @severedscales )

Round 12: Eeta v. Ambrosia ( kellie / @rosedeleca )

Side B

Round 13: Mill v. Ava ( @waterydream / @tinypaperstar )

Round 14: Yuna v. Willow ( star / syd )

Round 15: Kioku v. Eri ( para / star )

Round 16: Leto v. Asuka ( sun / rock )

Round 17: Gaia v. Eliana ( @subzeromoron / akane )

Round 18: Aamon v. Xael ( akane / june )

Round 19: Mentha v. Naz ( rose / blue )

Round 20: Wren v. Atlas ( @ivanttakethis / akane )

Additional Information:

Round matchups will no longer be changing.

Round 1 will begin on December 24th. If your character is in this first round, please let me know their song ASAP.

All rounds will begin at 12:00 AM CST and end after 24 hours.

The announcers of S40 (Faisal and Zhuli) will sometimes make comments on the events of a round if it is interesting/important.

The announcers of S40 will have a popularity poll at the end of this season. Whoever loses will die.

If your character has to die/will escape in their round, please tell me! I'll have to know so I can prepare an announcement after their round is over.

If two characters tie, it is either up to the creators to choose the loser OR I will spin a wheel to decide their fate.

Feel free to send in any questions about how rounds operate! I will answer to the best of my ability.

[thessynyx]

that episode of friends where Ross and Rachel break up and the others are stuck in Monica’s bedroom listening to the whole thing for like hours on end but it’s Sirius and Remus fighting after the prank and James, Lily, Peter, Mary, and Marlene all stuck listening

[swag696942069]

What U.S states I think The Marauders and co would be from in a modern, non magic AU

James, Peter, Marlene: California, most likely Santa Monica or San Francisco

Sirius, Regulus, Pandora, Evan: New York, most likely Manhattan

Remus, Lily, Mary: Maine

Barty, Dorcas: Flordia

This all has to do with the fact I think that, James, Peter, and Marlene grew up together, and so did Barty and Dorcas, as well as Lily and Mary, and of course Regulus, Sirius, Evan and Pandora. But, if it's an au where they don't,

Marlene: Florida

Dorcas: New York or Alaska

Peter: Michigan or Arizona

Mary: Texas or California, most likely The Valley

Evan and Pandora: Hawaii or Georgia

(Coming from someone who lives in the u.s but has only ever lived in two different states and has only passed through like 10, and who is also an idiot)

[romione-trope-fest]

The One Where Ron and Hermione are Fake Not Dating

Fic Title: The One Where Ron and Hermione are Fake Not Dating

Author Name: voldemorts-tap-shoes/smjl

Selected Trope: Fake Not Dating (with a side of Cockblocker Harry and a dash of Weasley Weddings)

Brief Summary: Ron and Hermione sleep together the night before Harry and Ginny’s wedding and then hide their new relationship from their friends and family. (Inspired by Monica and Chandler's relationship on Friends)

Word Count: Ch1 - 3216

Rating: E

Any Trigger Warnings: none

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Pt. 1

The One With The Dress

—-

Hermione wonders vacantly as she downs her third glass of champagne how many more it will take to dull her headache. On the bright side, if the champagne fails, this time tomorrow the wedding will be over and the bulk of her maid of honour duties will be finished. But tonight is only the rehearsal dinner, and despite her friends’ puzzling decision to get married in New York City, the ballroom is absolutely packed with guests. Aren’t destination weddings supposed to be small? Why are all these people here?

Oh, right, because it’s Harry freaking Potter and Ginny bloody Weasley.  The wedding of the century.

Hoping that four will be the magic number, Hermione looks around the room for one of the waiters that’s been circling with booze all night. Even in her wildly uncomfortable stiletto heels, she can’t spot any of them, and her path to the bar is blocked by several grey-haired Ministry officials who will surely take the opportunity to drag her into their policy talk if she gets close enough. No, thank you. She’ll take her chances with the headache.

Better yet, maybe she can find Ginny and see if she’s actually still needed at this raucous party. She hasn’t seen the bride in over an hour, so it’s not like Hermione is doing anything to help her anyway. She’s just here. Molly and Sirius have taken care of all the logistics, and the other bridesmaids folded five hundred napkins into origami animals earlier for the reception tomorrow. With all that done, Hermione thinks that the most useful thing she can do at this point is get a good night’s sleep.

She checks her watch with a sigh; it’s only seven o’clock. Of course, back in London, it’s going on midnight, and Hermione hasn’t yet gotten over her jet lag. Portkey lag? Do wizards have a term for this phenomenon?

Maybe she has had enough champagne.

Still, she’s grateful for the cool flute that appears in her hand bearing a refill, and the grinning wizard who hands it to her. “You look like you could use this,” Ron says jovially, clinking his own glass against hers. “And one of those old Ministry farts—Barry or something—“ He waves a hand in the general direction of the bar. “—wants to talk about your werewolf legislation when you have a moment.”

Hermione downs half of the champagne in one go and rolls her eyes. “Don’t they know this is a party?” she complains. “Don’t they ever stop working?”

“Reckon they’re so old they’re like Binns at this point,” Ron jokes. “They just wake up and keep doing what they do every day, no matter the location.”

“I suppose.” The rest of the champagne follows in short order, and Ron raises an eyebrow as Hermione vanishes her empty glass.

“You okay?” he asks skeptically, though he extends his own untouched flute toward her. “I’m not sure if I should cut you off or give you a refill.”

Hermione waves off the offer of champagne with a flick of her hand. “I’m fine.”

“Uh-huh.” Ron rolls his eyes, clearly not believing her. “Come on, what’s going on?”

“It’s nothing,” Hermione insists. “Some other old Ministry fart—” That’s definitely the champagne talking; Hermione would never ordinarily say that, even if she thinks it. “—thought that I was Harry’s mum.”

“Oh, that guy.” Ron grimaces. “Ignore him, he’s completely pissed. Earlier, he thanked me for my very moving duet with Celestina Warbeck.”

His response elicits just a hint of a smile from Hermione. “No, I know. Even if Harry’s parents weren’t famously deceased, I know I don’t look old enough to be his mother.”

“Okay, so let’s have some fun, then.” Hermione knows she still doesn’t look convinced, and Ron goes on, “It’s Harry and Ginny’s wedding. This is supposed to be, like, the happiest day of our lives so far.”

“Their lives, you mean,” Hermione corrects him. “And to hear my mother tell it, you escorting me tomorrow as the witch of honour and best wizard is the closest I’ll ever get to walking down the aisle myself, so I’d better enjoy this one.”

Reflexively, Hermione glances over her shoulder, but she’s not sure she even cares if her mum overhears. Maybe then she’ll realize how ridiculous she’s being with all her pointed hints about Hermione finding a husband. As if she’s got nothing better to do with her life.

“Is that what’s actually got your knickers in a twist?” Ron asks with a grin. “Want me to pull you out to the dance floor and snog you in front of everyone so that she’ll leave you alone?”

Hermione rolls her eyes. “As enticing an offer as that is—” And Merlin’s pants, Ron has no idea how enticing “—I think I’m going to head upstairs. Make sure everything’s in order for tomorrow.”

“It is. I promise. I saw your list.” Ron turns his big blue puppy-dog eyes on her, and Hermione feels her resolve melting. “Seriously, forget about your mum and that drunk bastard. Come and dance?”

He drains his champagne glass and vanishes it before holding out his hand in invitation. “Oh, alright,” Hermione sighs, only feigning irritation at her best friend. “But let me get these shoes off first. I can’t get a cushioning charm to stick, and my feet are killing me.”

Ron follows Hermione over to the lavishly decorated table that’s been reserved for the bridal party. All of the tables have a designated seating arrangement, but they’ve been mostly empty throughout the night as the party swirls around the room.

Hermione sits down in one of the plush dining chairs and crosses her foot over her other knee, attempting to work the complicated straps of her shoe. Why she let Ginny talk her into buying these ridiculous heels for this weekend is beyond her comprehension, and the ones she’s wearing tomorrow are even worse.

“Why are you wearing those barmy things, anyway?” Ron asks as he watches her struggle. “They look like bloody torture devices.”

“According to Witch Weekly, they’re meant to drive you mad with longing,” Hermione quips, then realizes her mistake. “I mean—not you, specifically, I mean—wizards. In general.”

Ron’s ears are pink when she looks up at him, but he breezes past her misstep. “They look more likely to drive you mad,” he jokes as she finally drops both shoes to the floor and sighs in relief. “What about your dress?”

“What about it?”

Hermione tugs self-consciously at the too-short hem and brushes an invisible speck of dirt from the fabric. She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t picked this item out with one very specific wizard in mind, but now that his eyes are raking over it, lingering on the deep V of the neckline, she’s nervous about his reaction.

“Is it comfortable?”

“Oh.” Of course that’s all he wants to know. She’s not driving him mad at all. He’s just concerned about her well-being, damn him.

Hermione forces a smile to her face. As her best friend, of course he’s concerned about her. It’s not his fault she doesn’t just want him as her best friend. “Yes, much better than the shoes,” she replies, letting Ron pull her to her feet.

“Okay, good. It’d cause a bit more of a stir to just leave your dress at the table, I reckon.”

Ron shoots her a cheeky grin before leading her to the dance floor, and Hermione can’t help but wonder—how much champagne has he had? He never flirts with her like this.

He’s not flirting, Hermione scolds herself as they find an open spot in the crowd. He’s just trying to make you feel better. Let him.

They dance their way through several upbeat songs before the music slows down and Ron pulls Hermione in close, gently swaying her to the softer tune. As she catches her breath, Hermione sighs against Ron’s chest. “Does your mum ever give you a hard time?” she asks him, her mind wandering again as the champagne buzz begins to wane. “About not being married?”

She feels Ron shrug against her cheek. “Nah. Maybe if I was the last holdout, but Charlie’s existence means she’ll never have a full set of kids-in-law. And she might’ve lost track at this point, anyway.” He pulls away slightly to look her in the eye. “Is this really bothering you?”

The sincerity in Ron’s gaze makes the honesty come easily. “More than it should,” she admits. “And normally it doesn’t, but…I don’t know, just seeing how happy Harry and Ginny are and my mum nagging me…” Hermione sighs. “What if she’s right? What if I never have this?”

Ron tugs her back into his embrace. “You will. I know you will. You’re smart and beautiful and caring and…who wouldn’t want you?”

You don’t. Fortunately, she manages to keep that snarky thought to herself and say something more appropriate instead.

“Thanks,” she says as she disentangles herself. “And thanks for cheering me up. I think I’m ready to turn in, though. Big day tomorrow.”

Ron doesn’t protest this time, just offers, “Walk you back to your room?”

Hermione nods and hurries to collect her shoes from the table where she left them. Her hand brushes against Ron’s as they walk down the deserted hotel hall away from the ballroom, and the innocent touch sends a shiver up her spine. She tries to shake it off as they reach the lift and step inside, but the confined space is not helping alleviate the tension between them.

Stop it. You’re imagining things.

“For what it’s worth,” Ron ventures as she presses the button for her floor, “I still think you’re completely mental about the shoes, but, um…the dress is doing its job.”

She turns around to give him a curious look. “What job?”

He lifts a hand to her bare shoulder, skimming his fingers along her collarbone until he hits the fabric of her dress, his fingertips just delving beneath the wide strap. “Driving me mad,” he says, his voice low and husky.

The elevator dings to a stop, but Hermione is paying no mind as the doors whoosh open and then close again. There’s no mistaking the hungry look in Ron’s eyes, and her heart is pounding as she steps closer to him.

“I only bought this dress so you could take it off,” she whispers back. If she has somehow mistaken the signals Ron is sending, she can blame her boldness on the champagne.

He doesn’t leave her wondering, though. In a flash, Ron’s arms wrap around her and his lips crash down on hers. Her stilettos drop forgotten from her fingers and clatter against the shiny metal floor of the lift. A moan escapes Ron as her hands tangle in his hair, deepening the kiss, and Hermione lets out a similar groan of pleasure as he presses her back to the wall, pinning her there with his body. Not that she has any desire to move. Except maybe to her room. Definitely to her room.

Hermione reaches blindly along the wall for the button to open the doors, but the bulk of her attention is still focused on kissing Ron, and she sends the lift traveling upward again instead. “Shit,” she mutters as it stops on another floor.

Ron laughs and murmurs against her cheek, “My room is on this floor.”

That will work. His suggestion is met with a quick nod of approval, and she sticks her foot into the doorway before the lift can close again. Ron takes Hermione’s hand, bending down to scoop up her abandoned shoes with his other, and tugs her down the hallway. His room is only a few doors away from the lift, and in a matter of moments, they’re tucked inside it, attached at the mouth again and stumbling toward the bed.

They land on the fluffy duvet in a tangle of limbs, and Ron’s lips begin the downward journey along the dress’s plunging neckline, following the path his eyes took earlier. As he tugs one of the straps down her shoulder, finding nothing beneath it, he lifts his gaze back to hers.

“Hermione,” Ron breathes, and the whole world stops at the sound of her name on his lips. “How much did you have to drink?” he asks worriedly. “Because I don’t want to do this if—”

Hermione tugs at the collar of his shirt to pull his face back to hers for another kiss. “I want this,” she promises. If anything, she’s the one taking advantage of him, but she doesn’t want to think too hard about that right now, either. Even if this is just to make her feel better about her nonexistent love life, it’s obvious Ron wants it too. At least for tonight. They can figure the rest out later.

Ron’s hand finds its way back to the strap, but he hesitates again, looking up at her with a smirk. “You really bought this dress for me?”

Her first instinct is to laugh it off, to say that no, she just wanted to look nice for a special occasion, but Ron’s other hand has drifted underneath her skirt, and he’s about three inches away from finding out that she hasn’t got any knickers on, either. He groans at the lack of obstruction under the dress, and when his fingers find their mark, the truth slips out of her.

“Yes,” Hermione gasps. It’s an answer to his question as much as an invitation to keep doing what he’s doing, and he takes it as such, increasing the pace of his fingers as he mutters a swear of approval.

Ron has her completely unraveled in no time, and as his hand reappears from under her skirt, she realizes they’re both still completely clothed. Well, as completely as they were when they walked in, anyway, considering Hermione decided to forgo any undergarments for the evening. They could still stop. Call it a lapse in judgment fueled by too much champagne. Not ruin their friendship—because surely once they have sex, their friendship will never be the same, right? There’s no way to come back from this.

Does she want to come back from this? No, she doesn’t, but she also doesn’t know what Ron wants. Now doesn’t seem like the right time to ask, and anyway, he started it, with that comment about her dress and…

“Was that okay?” Ron’s voice snaps her out of her thoughts, his brow furrowing as he peers down at her. “You’re looking at me all funny.”

“No, it was—better than okay.” Her chest still heaving, she reaches up to fiddle with the knot in his tie, which is now askew under his shirt collar but still intact. “I was just thinking how weird it is that this doesn’t feel weird. You and me. I mean, we don’t really do this.”

That’s an understatement, but it’s somewhere to start. For all the years they’ve been friends, and all the times Hermione has wondered what it would be like to be more, they’ve never even approached the line, let alone crossed it. Now here they are jumping into bed together with no hesitation and no idea of what comes next.

The frown on Ron’s face gives way to a soft smile. “No,” he agrees, ducking his head to brush his nose against hers. “It doesn’t feel weird at all.”

He presses his lips to hers again, and she allows herself to sink into the kiss, the heat between them quickly returning. Ron makes quick work of her dress this time, leaving her completely bare beneath him, and he’s looking at her like he won the lottery as the fabric slithers off the edge of the bed and hits the floor.

Hermione reaches for his tie, intent on actually removing it this time, but then realizes that he’s still got about a hundred other items of clothing on after that. As much as she knows she would enjoy undressing him, revealing his body piece by piece, she also doesn’t want to waste that much time. She snatches his wand out of his back pocket instead and vanishes everything he’s wearing in an instant. Ron blinks in surprise before a grin splits his face. “Bloody brilliant, you are.”

Every inch of her body is fused with Ron’s as he drops his weight to his elbows and kisses her again. Hermione parts her legs to let Ron settle between them, and they let out identical moans at the tantalizing feeling of almost being joined. Ron lifts his face from hers just enough to croak out, “Are you—”

“Potion,” she confirms with a nod. “Please, Ron.”

With one smooth thrust, Ron buries himself inside her, and Hermione sighs contentedly. Her fantasies about this moment did not do the reality justice, and she catalogs every incredible sensation that arises as she and Ron move together. They find a rhythm as if they’ve been doing this for years, and the increased friction as Hermione hikes her leg up over Ron’s hip has her careening towards her peak once more.

Is it supposed to be this easy—this amazing—sleeping with your best friend?

Ron’s hand slips between them and brings her second orgasm crashing over her. Hermione can’t help the cries of pleasure that escape her, and Ron follows her over the edge moments later, spilling into her with a final jerk of his hips.

“Fuck,” he groans into her neck as he rides out his release, Hermione dragging her fingers through his hair.

He slides out of her and rolls to his side, pulling her along with him, and Hermione happily snuggles under his arm. “That was amazing,” she murmurs, letting her fingertips dance across the freckles on Ron’s chest. Everything happened so fast, she barely even got a chance to look at him. Now she wants to touch and appreciate every inch of him.

“Yeah, it was.” Ron chuckles as he reaches for his wand and casts a cleansing charm over both of them. He opens his mouth and then closes it again, and Hermione is ready to prod him about it when he says, “I guess we should get some sleep. Get ready for tomorrow.”

The words pop Hermione’s blissful little bubble, bringing her back to reality. This was just sex. Of course it was. He was doing her a favor. She knows this, but the reminder stings. “Right,” she sighs. “Big day.”

She’s about to move away and reach for her dress when Ron drags the crumpled duvet up from the foot of the bed and drapes it over both of them. Maybe that wasn’t a hint for her to leave, after all. Hermione raises an eyebrow at him. “Do you want me to stay?”

“Oh.” Ron’s mouth twists into a little frown. “Er—well, yeah. If you want to.”

Of course she does, but fear grips her that she’s just delaying the inevitable heartbreak til morning. Sod it. What’s one night?

Hermione relaxes against him, relishing his warmth and the soothing motion of his hand running up and down her spine as she begins to drift off. Whatever happens tomorrow and the day after that, at least they have tonight.

[tallsiriusblack]

Tall Sirius Black is infinitely better than that ugly ass little short skinny white boy with no body hair and the face of Monica from friends that fanon people with no taste r obsessed with

[a-ramblinrose]

JOMP BPC || August 31 || Read In August:

Heartstopper Vol. 4 by Alice Oseman ★★★★ Heartstopper Vol. 5 by Alice Oseman ★★★★ Spindle’s End by Robin McKinley ★★★★★ [RR] Thornhedge by T. Kingfisher ★★★★ Peter Darling by Austin Chant ★★★★ The Soldier’s Scoundrel by Cat Sebastian ★★★ Batman: Wayne Family Adventures Vol. 4 by CRC Payne ★★★★ The Shadow of Sirius by W.S. Merwin ★★★★ [RR] Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Vol. 8 by Naoko Takeuchi ★★★★ Guardian Vol.3 by Priest ★★★★ Bad Girls Throughout History by Ann Shen ★★ A Poisoned Season by Tasha Alexander ★★ [K] The Best American Essays 1995 edited by Jamaica Kincaid ★★ Wise Child by Monica Furlong ★★★★★ [RR]

[nixnight1]

That Friends chapter where Pheobe and Rachel make a trap to make Chandler admit his relationship with Monica but Jegulus with Barty and Remus making the trap with Peter behind (as Joey) who is so tired of keeping the secret

Bonus: Sirius knowing at the end