#marauders smut alphabet

[urwhorecrux]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓

warnings. mentions of kissing, fluff, established relationship!

pairing. james potter x gn!reader.

masterlist here

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

He loves your hands. He finds them attractive because they fit perfectly with his, even if you wear rings or something else on your hands they still interlock perfectly with his.

B - Best friend (How are they as a best friend)

He's shy yet pushes that part of him away when he's around you, acting confident in everything he says or does. If you're around him and the other marauders he dosen't care for their teasing, he's only focused on you.

C - Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

He literally cuddles you any chance he gets, he loves cuddling you when your sitting on his lap, and in bed preferably loves being the big spoon. Not often, but every once in a while he secretly loves being the little spoon.

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?) Ever since he asked you out he's always had his mind on settling down with you and imagining a future with you. He'd be sure to help you in the kitchen and around the house whenever he can, yet mostly does it without your help.

E - Encouragement (Do they encourage you to achieve your goals? if so, how?) He's actually one of the most supportive boyfriends ever, always encouraging your goals. If your goals don't workout he always has a spare plan that he's 100% sure would workout. He's always there to support you during your achievements, as you're there for his.

F - Favorite thing(s) about you (What are their favorite personality traits/physical features about you?)

Physically, he loves your lips. He loves how soft they are after each kiss and how they always have a taste of strawberry chapstick lingering on them. There's something so perfect about their shape whenever he kisses you. Personality-wise, your soft and caring traits were something he loved the most about you. He adored how you were so caring for him and how you genuinely showed that you cared.

G - Goofiness (Do they like to make you laugh? how often do they joke around with you?)

He's always naturally been a goofy person, so when he makes you laugh a lot he absolutely loves it. When he sees how happy he makes you its one of his favorite things in the world.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs?) He adores your hugs and love how comforting they are, for every situation. Doesn't matter if you're taller or shorter than him, he craves your hugs all the time. Before you leave for your next class he pulls you in literally squeezing you while you hug.

I - I love you (How fast do they pop the L-word?)

By the time he asked you out, he already knew he loved and adored you but was afraid of what'd you reply to him saying it quickly. When you said I loved you first, he was more than grateful.

J - Jealousy (How are they when they get jealous?)

Deep down he'll forever be a jealous boy. It's not the fact that he dosen't trust you, he just dosen't trust who's around you. He just hates guys giving you stares or looking at you in a certain way.

K - Kisses (What are their kisses like? Favorite kissing spot?)

He loves kissing during certain moments of course, but other than that he simply loves kissing your hand. After he walks you to each class he kisses your hand, as a goodbye kiss. If you're into more pda than that, he'll place kisses all over your face as if it was the last time he'd see you, even though you're just going to 3rd period.

L - Love language (What’s their love language?)

Physical touch! He swears he'll die without an arm around you, your leg over his, just something to feel you close to him. He's always feeling okay if he's at least touching you in one way.

M - Mornings (How are they in the mornings?)

He's very much a morning person, always bright awake an hour before his alarm clock is set or the second it goes off he's out of bed. He's really just ready to start another day with you and loves the idea of waking up with you beside him.

N - Nicknames (What do they call you?)

He'll never run out of petnames to call you, such as - baby, darling, love, lovie, dove, bunny, doll, he could go on.

O - Open (How open are they with you?)

The longer you're friends with him for, the more you know about him. Before you started dating and were just friends he couldn't help but spill almost every little thing about himself. He always wants to know more about you, but if you're not comfortable sharing that much about you he'd just keep rambling on things about himself.

P - Pda (Are they affectionate in public or do they prefer to keep your kisses behind closed doors?)

He loves pda, like a lot. He dosen't want to keep you hidden and dosen't care for the way the other marauders tease you guys about it, he simply loves showing affection to his partner and would always be playing with your hair, giving you cheek pecks every now and then, etc.

Q - Quickly (How quickly did you become official?)

You both met during 3rd year due to Remus introducing you, and ever since then you became closer with all the marauders, specifically James. He knew you were attractive and someone he had many things in common with, as well as someone he was truly interested in. You grew closer and became best friends throughout the 3 years, then eventually he had all the confidence in the world and asked you out during 6th year.

R - Remember (What is their favorite moment with you?)

His favorite memory with you is you cheering him on at his quidditch matches and the dates you would have by the black lake after. It'd be calm, and empty because everyone was basically asleep, except for you two who enjoyed the calmness of the scenery around you.

S - Security (How protective are they over you?)

Extremely protective over you, and almost always needs reassurance that you'll be completely safe if you're going somewhere without him. He becomes a lot more clingy when he's not around you or with you and worries so much when you're with friends or somewhere in the castle along, knowing he can't do anything if something bad happens in the moment.

T - Turn-offs (What traits do they find unattractive?)

Its not common for him to find something he dosen't like about you, but if he had to pick something about you it's probably lack of communication. He wants someone to be on the same page as him all the time and to truly understand their needs or what they're feeling.

U - Understanding (Are they good at sympathizing with your problems? do they listen to you when you need to rant?)

He's very understanding, he makes sure to completely listen to all your problems and wants to reassure you that he's here for you at all times, no matter what you talk about.

V - Vanity (How much do they worry about their looks?)

Even though it's the one thing he stubbornly won't admit, he cares about his looks a lot. He spends at least 20 minutes in the bathroom every morning making sure not one curl is loose so that his hair looks nearly perfect for you. He also has a very advanced skin care routine, but no face masks unless you forced him to do one with you.

W - Wild card (A random headcanon about your relationship)

He actually loves spoiling you, like a lot. I'd imagine if he sees anything you like in a shop window and stare at it for more than three seconds he'd take note so he can go back and buy it that same day. When you spend time at his house he makes sure you have everything you need when you stay over, even if you don't like the material of a blanket he has? He's going straight out to buy you one right now.

X - X-ray (How well are they able to read you?)

He knows your every emotion, and body language too. He's always thinking about you and how you're really feeling. He knows when you need comfort or reassurance, when you want to be alone, or when you're simply just happy.

Y - Yearning (How well do they cope when their SO isn’t with them?)

He misses you so much and is constantly either thinking or talking about you to Remus and Sirius. They deal with it, until he goes on for hours about how much he needs to see you or misses your face.

Z - Zappy (Are they fast-paced in a relationship? or do they like to take things slow?) He'd take things at whatever pace you want, whatever would make you comfortable.

[ginevrapng]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

♡ = smut ///// ✿ = dark content ///// ∞ = fluff ///// ▷ = suggestive

marauders era

— james pining over chubby reader ∞▷

— best friend!james being in denial over his feelings towards chubby reader (ft lily x james) ✿♡

— best friend! james jealous over peter ∞

— "i've missed you" fwb!james x chubby (coded) reader ♡

— bfd!marauders x reader

— "did sirius black just wink at you?" sirius x chubby (coded) reader ∞

— "trust me" fwb!james x chubby (coded) reader ♡

— best friend! james wanting to spend time with you alone in his room ∞

— james with a mummy kink {{kinktober}} ♡

— poly!marauders with a somno kink/waking you up by eating you out {{kinktober}} ♡

— remus and hatefucking {{kinktober}} ♡ remus is kind of mean in this >:(

— regulus black with a puppy kink ♡

— fake dating trope with lily ∞

— sirius x chubby reader with a humiliation kink {{kinktober}} ♡

— bfd!marauders looking after you after a night out ∞▷

— remus fancies chubby reader but she's absolutely oblivious ∞

— james overhears people being mean about his chubby girlfriend ∞

— james comforts his chubby girlfriend as tells her how much he loves her and her body ∞

— "i'm not your boyfriend" remus x reader (angst)

— alphabet nsfw headcanons with peter ♡

— chubby teacher muggle reader meeting sirius ∞

— james 'breeding kink (+wants a big family)' potter ♡

golden era

— "did i ever tell you how beautiful you are?" george x slytherin reader (5.2k words) ∞

— soft somo with fred ♡

— "tits or ass?" golden trio era preferences ▷

— we're not dating! series masterlist

— thigh riding with boyfriend!neville ♡

— george loving his redhead/ginger girlfriend ∞▷

— laying on boyfriend!neville and thinking about your early years at hogwarts while tired ∞

— ron with a daddy kink {{kinktober}} ♡

— fred dating a muggle ∞

— dark!harry headcanons ✿

— fred x muggle!reader / going to weasleys' wizard wheezes for the first time ∞

— friends to lovers with george ∞

— you doubt harry's love for you ✿♡

— boyfriend!neville loves overstimulating you ♡

— harry doesn't like pulling out ✿♡

— spending christmas with your boyfriend george and the rest of the weasley's at the burrow ∞

*a lot of these readers are chubby or chubby-coded even if i don't specifically say they are the masterlist

— *ask of someone asking my favourite fics i've written at the time of answering (x)

[alabyte]

THE BAD BATCH INCORRECT QUOTES [Pt. 1?]

Omega: I'm about to start crying and this is a threat.

Crosshair: I'm wondering if it's possible to make the AI ​​write smut.

Tech: It is.

Crosshair:

Tech: Don't look at me like that, I have no shame.

Hunter: Me? Making bad decisions? Give an example.

Echo, pulling out a terrifyingly long list: Do you prefer chronological or alphabetical order?

Tech: I'll have caf as dark as my soul.

Crosshair, to barista: Give him a cup of milk.

Wrecker, chewing something: Did you know that scorpions taste sour?

Hunter:

Hunter: What are you eating?

Wrecker, looking away nervously: *chews faster*

Hunter: WRECKER NO. NO. DAMN IT-

Omega, holding four pots of carnivorous plants in her hands and heading resolutely towards the Marauder: I may die, but at least it will be spectacular.

Hunter: Omega, what is this?

Omega, with at least six loth-cats on leashes and a box of juice in her hand: A smoothie?

[remussl0vers]

requesting guide

updated: 17.06.23

please make sure to read this before requesting anything — i'm hoping that you'll respect my boundaries on what am i comfortable with and with not writing.

MASTERLIST

I tend to curse often in my fics, and are usually comfortable with covering more serious topics, so make sure to check the content warning before hand. I always write warnings when I believe they're needed, but do let me know if you think something should be added!

also senders may request as many as they want <3

FORMS OF WRITING :

oneshot

imagine

headcanon

series

alphabet

I tend to write oneshots over 1000 words, so if you want feel free to specify if you want a long or short story.

CONTENT I WRITE :

fluff

angst

sensitive / triggering topics

gore

smut / spice

most tropes ( best at friends to lovers )

I'm pretty comfortable with writing sensitive topics as well as angst ( anyone who's read my works before will know that they're the things I write best ) however, if I'm not comfortable with the topic as a whole I will DM you, or possibly put it off for a while.

*If you have a writing prompt from somewhere as well, feel free to send it through !!

CHARACTERS :

male reader / ftm

gender neutral

genderfluid

original character

I do not write female readers / characters anymore. If there aren't specified pronouns then I will write it as a male character.

There are also some characters I only feel comfortable writing for with a male reader/character and vice versa, which I'll note who.

PAIRINGS :

love interests

platonic

family

polyamorous ships ; depends on the character

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE :

support of homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, racism, sexism, pedophilia, incest ; if they're mentioned in a request in terms of the character being bullied / abused ( in the past ) then i may write it but NOT explicitly, only a mention

a pairing against a character's canon sexuality

rape

pregnancy

female reader

anime

WHO I WRITE FOR :

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES :

charles rowland

edwin payne

monty

niko sasaki ( not romantic )

crystal palace ( not romantic )

DESCENDANTS :

ben beast

harry hook

carlos de vil

jay

mal bertha

evie grimhilde

LOCKWOOD & CO :

anthony lockwood

lucy carlyle

george karim

quill kipps ( friends / family only )

MARAUDERS :

remus lupin

sirius black

regulus black

james potter

lily evans ( not romantic )

evan rosier

barty crouch jr

marlene mckinnon ( not romantic )

dorcas meadows ( not romantic )

pandora lovegood ( not romantic )

mary mcdonald ( not romantic )

MARVEL :

peter parker / spiderman ( tom and andrew )

loki laufeyson

kate bishop

yelena belova ( not romantic )

steve rogers

bucky barnes

pietro maximoff

wanda maximoff

valkyrie ( not romantic )

natasha romanoff

tony stark ( not romantic )

gwen stacy ( emma stone )

gwen stacy ( atsv )

*marvel and particularly the mcu is a fandom i'm more comfortable with than most, so if there is a character not listed, then i may or may not write for them

NARNIA :

prince caspian

peter pevensie

edmund pevensie ( only during dawn treader )

SHADOW AND BONE / SIX OF CROWS :

kaz brekker

inej ghafa

jesper fahey

wylan van eck

nina zenik

alina starkov

nikolai lantsov

genya safin ( not romantic )

matthias helvar

STRANGER THINGS :

steve harrington

jonathon byers

max mayfield

robin buckley ( not romantic )

TEEN WOLF :

stiles stilinski ( *i will take most/all dylan obrien characters )

isaac lahey

scott mccall

liam dunbar ( not romantic )

allison argent

malia tate

lydia martin ( not romantic )

kira yukimura

derek hale

THE HUNGER GAMES :

finnick odair

peeta mellark

katniss everdeen

THE MAZE RUNNER :

newt

thomas

minho

X-MEN :

logan howlett

charles xavier ( james mcavoy )

jean grey

mystique

rogue

erik lehnsherr ( not romantic )

wade wilson / deadpool

kitty pryde

bobby drake

*FANDOMS COMING SOON : PJO, DISNEY, HANNIBAL

[elliemarchetti]

Out Of The Fuckzone

For @conchitamendez, I hope this is passionate enough and my fading to black game isn't too weak in the end

prompt c of my alphabet of flowers prompts list and nearly half of this absolutely filthy list from @dumplingsjinson (girl, how are you ok after this?)

Plot: Marlene and Sirius are friends with benefits, but one of their encounters turns out to be more intimate than usual

Rating: Explicit (but there’s a little plot in my smut so 🤷🏼‍♀️)

Words: 1993

The sixth’ years free periods weren’t hours of blissful relaxation as the Marauders had suggested when they first saw their schedule, but times in which to attempt to keep up with the vast amount of homework they were being set. Not only were they studying as though they had exams every day, but the lessons themselves had become more demanding than ever before, to the point Marlene barely understood half of what Professor McGonagall said and even James, who was a pro in the subject, had to ask her to repeat instructions once or twice. To soothe the panic running wild in the magical community, nonverbal spells were now taught not only in Defence Against the Dark Arts but in Charms and Transfiguration as well, and every time Marlene looked over at her classmates in the common room or at mealtimes, she often saw them purple in the face and straining. Their only solace was the time spent into the greenhouses, and although they were dealing with more dangerous plants than ever in Herbology, at least they were still allowed to swear loudly if the Venomous Tentacula seized them unexpectedly from behind. One result of their enormous workload and the frantic hours of practicing was that Sirius and Marlene’s relief encounters became a nearly daily affair. All it took was a look or a nod, and the two would retreat to an empty and secluded closet they’d discovered more or less halfway through the previous year to release some tension. The smell wasn’t the best, and the lighting was almost nil, leading to ridiculous shenanigans, but it was a place of their own, where no one could hear them nor would look for support and suggestions from their already drained minds.

“I hope I’m not being too needy,” said Marlene, as soon as the door closed behind Sirius’ shoulders. It was the second evening in a row in which she was the one to give the signal, but she could no longer stand the tense silence of the room she shared with Lily, nor Dorcas casting dreamy glances at Remus every time he breathed.

“Well, I like it when you’re needy,” replied Sirius, roughly loosening his tie. A split second, and his soft lips met Marlene’s, so hungry one would think years had passed since the last time they kissed and not barely twenty-four hours. Everyone knew the two friends occasionally fucked, and although Mary had her suspicions about who Marlene kept seeing when she slipped out of the dormitory in the middle of the night, no one imagined that it was always in each other’s company that they spent their time. Being in Sirius’ arms was like coming home after a long day in the cold and throwing yourself on the sofa, under a cosy duvet in front of the crackling fireplace, and it certainly didn’t hurt that this duvet liked to squeeze her ass whenever he could. Back at the beginning of their fourth year, when they shared their first kiss in one of the thousand alcoves of Hogwarts, both more drunk than they’d wanted to admit, she’d considered his shamelessness a little childish, almost as if he wanted to hide a certain inexperience by appearing confident and straight to the point, but now, when she felt his long fingers go down from her waist to her hips, she melted under his touch.

“I like it when you’re like this,” he repeated softly, in the little time he had between having his mouth claiming hers and his teeth biting lightly at her earlobe. He feverishly licked and sucked, leaving a trail of small love marks and saliva running from her exposed neck almost to her sternum. Her mind, clouded by the heat of the moment, was a kaleidoscope of desires at odds with each other, making her unable to decide if she wanted him closer or she wished to take things slow, if she wanted him to touch her or keep up with whatever he was doing. A whimper escaped her lips when he unexpectedly picked her up and pressed her against the nearest wall, her legs tightly wrapped around him, his hipbones pressing on her inner thighs. As their kisses deepened, Sirius began to thrust into her with his clothes still on, the evidence of his arousal sliding against her naked, aching core. Obscene moans crawled up her throat as he increased the pace of his movements and started to undo the last buttons of her uniform, so rudely it almost seemed like they insulted him just by being there. Suddenly, his hands were everywhere under her shirt, now completely open, his fingertips trailing she shape of her nipples under the sheer fabric of her underwear, switching something in her brain. She needed him to take away with his kisses and caresses the stress and the frustration of feeling in constant danger, to help her ignore the reality of what was happening outside school, something that knocked on their doors in the form of the Daily Prophet’s delivery every morning.

“Seems like I have to work harder than usual today to have your undivided attention,” Sirius whispered, snapping her out of the dark path her thoughts had taken. Even from so close, with his hair dishevelled, his dark eyes lit by passion and his lips red and swollen, he was absolute, exquisite perfection.

“Maybe I just need to hear you tell me how much you want me,” she replied, a smirk spreading across her flushed face. With anyone else she would’ve been too embarrassed to speak, but he was Sirius, and there were no words to explain how comfortable she felt in his presence, hence she fact she was without panties, something he seemed to realize only once he regained his grip on her ass to lay her down on the covers he’s brought from his room a month prior.

“I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now,” he nearly growled, fondling the wetness between her legs. Marlene held her breath as a jolt of pleasure shot through her nerves, another following shortly after, too light and slow to let her reach her peak but not less thrilling. Judging by his amused look, Sirius was enjoying every second of the methodical torture, the expression drawn on her face every time he touched her clit and the little “o” her lips formed when he slid his index inside her. Sweet sounds fell out of her mouth as he set his rhythm, and Marlene could do nothing to stop them beside hiding her face in his shirt, praying she wasn’t being too loud. She didn't want to think about what might happen if they were discovered, she didn't even want to try to imagine how she would feel explaining the situation to her parents. They would’ve forbidden her to see him again, that was for sure, and she would probably never have the chance to meet her friends again, and...

“Can you please tell me what’s bothering you instead of insisting in having sex?” Sirius asked, dropping to her side. He didn’t seem angry, rather vaguely worried, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, just like when the full moon approached.

“But we’re here for it,” she protested, and although it might sound bad to say to so openly, it was true. Outside those squalid walls they were simple friends who liked to flirt, nothing more, but while they were in the closet they became different people, who had no reason to carry around the burdens of what was behind the thin door, or their meetings would’ve lost their meaning.

“I’m not here just for it, and you know it,” he replied, resolute. In total honesty, Marlene had suspected for a while that Sirius might have feelings for her, but since he’d never brought up the subject, she too had remained silent, letting everything remain in that comfort zone they’d built for themselves. After all, she too had long since stopped paying attention to other boys, her every need fulfilled by her friend, but putting a label on what they were came with risks, many of which she was unwilling to take.

“School’s ending,” she admitted after she realized he would’ve waited all night to hear her vent, her eyes stubbornly fixed on the wooden beams of the ceiling in an attempt to keep the tears at bay. She was sure she would miss every detail of that stupid building, every damn stone and every puddle that formed in the courtyard as soon as a few drops of rain fell, but more than anything she would miss the chatter, the laughter, and the tasteless jokes of the Marauders, whom in the vast majority of cases got her in trouble too.

“Marlene, the school year just started,” Sirius pointed out, perplexed.

“But we’re in our sixth year, and it’s nearly Halloween, and next year it’ll all be over, and…”

“And you don’t know if you’re ready to leave it all behind,” he concluded, as if he knew where the conversation was going. Maybe he already had this discussion with someone else, or maybe he was the one scared of the future, since the Potters’ kindness couldn’t be infinite and at some point he would have to find a job to support himself. Either way, it was evident he understood, so she nodded, and let Sirius slip his arm under her head to pull her closer.

“I know that what awaits outside is scary,” he reassured her, lazily drawing infinites on the bare skin of her shoulder. “But graduation doesn’t mean we forget about each other and move on with our lives. Lily, Dorcas and Mary will always be there for you. James and Remus as well. And rest assured nothing will be enough to get rid of me.”

“Are you saying we’ll see each other during the summer too?” Marlene asked, lifting her head slightly to meet his grey eyes.

“If you want me,” he replied with a smile, after which he pressed a delicate kiss on the tip of her nose. Despite the amount of times they’d seen each other naked, despite the decidedly steamy acts they’d engaged in, this gesture was more intimate than anything they’d shared before.

“I would be glad to host you for a while,” she confirmed, and his features lit up with a new light, something she saw happen only sporadically with James. No one had appreciated his presence when he still lived with his parents at Grimmauld Place, and although he had countless friends ready to include him in any kind of activity, although he was always joking and acting unserious, old habits were hard to suppress, and the need to belong to something, to someone, showed through the cracks in the mask. That was why she was sure he would join the Order of the Phoenix, just like her brother did the previous years. None of them would’ve backed down if Dumbledore asked for their help, no matter how many casualties the Daily Prophet listed every day. It was for a good cause, and although she wanted to live, and see things, and travel the world, she also wanted people like Lily to have a place in the Wizarding World, to ease those divisions that would make her, Sirius and the Muggleborns three different categories of people, one more worthy than the others and one little more than animals.

“Maybe I’ll even get to see a Hebridean Black in person,” Sirius mused, and before Marlene could remind him how aggressive those dragons were, and how her family would’ve never let them venture in their territory, he placed a single finger, still smelling of her, on her lips.

“No lectures for now,” he murmured, although he seemed quite distracted by how she started to suggestively suck at it. “Let me celebrate the fact I’m finally out of the fuck zone in the way every man would.”

[thestarspangledcaptain]

Who/What I Will Write For!

Warning: Mini Essay Ahead

Please Note: If you are requesting, I would prefer if you gave me the desired pronouns for the reader/character!

What I Can / Would Be Comfortable Writing & Or What Topics I Will Cover:

AUs

Expansion of plot lines

Writing for established couples

Reader inserts

Y/N

OC

Any type of romance trope

Platonic relationships

Sibling relationships

Parent relationships (including certain characters as your parent)

Magical beings

Powers

One shots and multi part imagines

LGBTQIA + characters and readers

LGBTQIA + romance

Plot line changes, time changes

Non canonical couples

Canonical couples

Non canon friendships and canon friendships

Small age gaps (when writing for older characters I will made ages fitting with the character) ex: Tony stark. WARNING: If the age gap makes the characters have a legal adult and minor relationship (w the exception of a senior and junior in high school type of thing)

Certain characters (non lgbtq) in lgbtq relationships. For example Natasha Romanoff is a lesbian relationship.

Writings inspired by a song. (I have written work planned out already)

Any shapes and sizes

Angst

Fluff

More steamy scenes (prob up to third base

More serious topics I will cover:

Mental Illness (Anxiety, Depression, Bipolar, Schizophrenia)

Disabilities (From physical to internal)

Health Issues

Eating Disorders

Self harm

Suicidal thoughts / attempts

Dysmorphia and insecurities

Abusive relationships

Bullying

Surgeries

Fainting

Vomiting (due to ED or illness)

Death

(Car)Accidents

Hospitalization

Sexual assault and rape SURVIVORS and sometimes I may write about a character’s recovery and process of coping with something that traumatic

Therapy

Homophobia

Complicated relationships

Adoption

I will NOT Write anything (no hate to those who enjoy reading some of these things, I just personally would not enjoy writing it or be fully comfortable writing it):

Yandere

Furry related things

Omegaverse

I will absolutely NOT change the sexuality of a character if it is specifically stated (ex. Phastos from Eternals, Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Sebastian Smythe, Santana Lopez, America Chavez)

I will NOT write an age gap more than an absolute max of ten years

I will NOT romanticize things in the serious topics I will write for section. They are serious topics and things such as eating disorders are serious, they should not be romanticized. I write things with heavier topics to help people.

Absolutely NO rape scenes

Inappropriate relationships (college student and professor is an absolute no)

smut

I likely won’t redeem people if they’ve done something incredibly evil

Ok here we go! I apologize for the lack of alphabetical order

Avengers/Marvel:

I will for almost any character (mainly excluding some villains)

Any Peter Parker (just request which one you prefer)

X men

Disney:

The princes

Princesses

Big hero six (I will write for hiro exclusively platonically)

Glee:

From Og Cast up to season 4, including Sebastian smythe and warblers

No Sylvester, or schue romance

Harry Potter:

Golden trio

Weasleys

Draco

Cedric

Cho

Luna

Krum

Fleur

Oliver

Seamus

Neville

Young Marauders

Top Gun (+ TG Maverick):

Maverick

Iceman

Goose

Charlotte “Charlie” Blackwood

Rooster

Hangman (I adore Jake seresin)

Bob

Phoenix

Coyote

Payback

Fanboy

Non Romantic character relationships I will write for in the Top Gun world:

Cyclone

Maverick

Penny

Admiral Cain

Admiral Warlock

Descendants:

Mal

Evie

Carlos

Jay

Doug

Ben

Jane

Lonnie

Audrey

Uma

Harry

Gil

Percy Jackson TO:

Percy

Annabeth

Grover

Luke

Clarisse

Nico

Tyson

Characters of the following actors (so if the listed actor portrayed a character I will write):

Grant Gustin

Chris Evans

Chris Pratt

Chris Hemsworth

Darren Criss

Dove Cameron

Scarlett Johansson

Emma Wattson

Jennifer Lawrence

Emma Stone

Margot Robbie

Glenn Powell

Sydney Sweeney

Andrew Garfield

I will update this list as I get reminded of more people. :) Have a great day, you are loved

[witchthewriter]

Quick question dearest, I know that you do ships/writing for Harry Potter. Would you do a request just for the Marauders? Thank you. You rock.

Hello my love, yes I take requests for the marauders xx I have a few up already if you want to check them out -

being in a poly relationship w/ james & remus

being sirius black's s/o

remus lupin fancast

being remus' s/o

remus sfw alphabet

preference - smut w/ them includes

preference - what they're like as dads

[eleanor-is-probably-my-real-name]

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Who I write for:

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

The Handler (there are not enough fics of her!!!)

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Remus Lupin (not marauders era tho)

Narcissa Malfoy

(Maybe Lucius, too?)

The chilling adventures of Sabrina

Sabrina Spellman

Zelda Spellman

Lilith

Hazbin Hotel

Vaggie

Lucifer Morningstar

Lilith

Vox

Rosie

(Adam… maybe?)

Hazbin Hotel Masterlist here

Grey’s Anatomy

Addison Montgomery (my love)

Christina Yang

Meredith Grey

A series of unfortunate events

Violet Baudelaire

Klaus Baudelaire

Esmé Squalor

Others

Lady Lesso — the school for good and evil

Miranda Croft — the flight attendant

Nadia Vulvokov — russian doll

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You can request alphabets (fluff, smut and yandere), head canons and little imagines. I’ll also take in one shots but I can’t promise that I’ll write them coz they take a lot of time. Anyways, don’t be shy to request! Love <3

[rabbit-reveries]

𝑺mut 𝑨lphabet

☆ Alright, everybody, Hoefflepuff Archives just hit 500 followers, and I couldn’t be more grateful! Can’t believe 500 people want to read the shit I write (lol), but believe me when I say I’m not complaining. To celebrate such an important milestone, I decided to bring back the first challenge I ever did here, our Smut Alphabet ask game! 

☆ In case you don’t know how to play this ask game, all you need to do is pick up to five letters from the alphabet bellow and send me an ask containing the character and the letters you chose. I’ll reply with my personal headcanons for each. 

Reminder that on this blog I only write for the characters of the first 7 books of the Harry Potter universe!

☆ The Smut Alphabet questions are:

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

[angelblacksmith]

Christmas with Fred Weasley would include.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x fem! Reader

Warning: fireworks, fluff

And so if we are talking about school years.

Then you will one hundred percent celebrate Christmas at the Weasleys.

Molly will knit you a sweater with the first letter of your name embroidered on it.

Decorate the house with Fred and his family.

Red ribbons and fir wreaths are everywhere.

Help Molly with the preparation of a festive dinner.

Exchange of gifts with Fred and his whole family.

Play snowballs with George and Ginny.

When Molly bakes ginger cookies.

Fred will definitely steal a couple of things from the kitchen for you and George.

The twins have fireworks at night.

When you grow up and live with Fred.

You still go to Molly and Arthur's for Christmas every year.

But first decorate the apartment or house before leaving.

Fred buys a small Christmas tree.

This is ideal for a small apartment.

And together you decorate the Christmas tree with Christmas toys.

You and Fred will definitely celebrate Christmas in sweaters knitted by Molly.

Despite the fact that Fred and George will already be adults.

They will definitely launch fireworks.

[hellfirelover]

master list

marauder's cast list

work below

check out hellfirelover on wattpad!

stories

fandom: euphoria fezco x oc ‘Forever Winter’

episode one : episode two : episode three : episode four : episode five

fandom: harry potter remus x oc 'Fated by the Moon'

part one : part two

fandom: stranger things steve harrington x margo wheeler (oc)

link here

eddie munson x hazel henderson

link here

one-shots

format

characters/ships: remus lupin

[ohwowimlonley]

Harry Potter masterlist

*indicates smut

Harry Potter

> nsfw alphabet*

Ron Weasley

> nsfw alphabet*

Draco Malfoy

> nsfw alphabet*

Fred Weasley

> breeding*

> ceo!fred + model!reader

George Weasley

Remus Lupin

> wearing his jumper (blurb)

> full moon, horny remmy (blurb)*

Sirius Black

> nsfw alphabet*

> stepbro!siri (blurb)* [pt2]*

> “the missus” (blurb)

> thigh fucking (blurb)*

> him finding ur stuffies

> sex pollen*

James Potter

> public sex (blurb)* [2]*

Poly!Marauders

> free use*

> drunk!needy!reader

[prfctethereal]

Can I request a James potter fic with the rivals to lovers trope please ? Idk what else but I love your fics :)

alphabet boy i

༄ series summary: you and james have always competed with each other to be top in every class, so much that you now loathe each other. when an opportunity arises for the top academic student in the school to study abroad, you and james both want it. 

༄ chapter summary: dumbledore announces at international exchange for one lucky student and a late night chat with james teaches you a bit more about your rival.

༄ pairing: james potter x fem!reader (academic rivals to lovers)

༄ chapter word count: 3.6k

༄ chapter warnings: language, food mention, mention of smut, as much fluff as you’d get at the start of a slowburn, a little bit of sad james :(

a/n: sorry for disappearing but i've been sitting on this request for a while and i just had this idea and i thought it would be time to act on it so here it is! likes and reblogs are appreciated!

It may have stunk like gunpowder and grime, but no other student seemed to care, as they laughed along with the infamous Marauders, enjoying the mayhem that the four boys were causing. Everyone was laughing, except for you, who held a permanent scowl to your face, as you glanced over your right shoulder to catch a glimpse at what they had just done.

A cloud of thick, grey smoke was clearing, due to Remus Lupin fanning it away with the back of his palm. It seemed that he was the closest to the destroyed cauldron, inhaling the dark fumes that were spiralling in the air, coughing out deep exhales of dirty breath. You couldn’t see what was causing the chaos just yet, your eyes squinting harder to make out what was happening.

“Watch the cauldron!” You heard a shriek from on your left, enticing you to whip your head back around in shock.

From your distraction, you had almost let the bubbling liquid boil over. It had only been salvageable as your potions partner, Marlene McKinnon, had stopped your stirring just before disaster had struck. You let loose your own breath of air, eyebrows furrowing as you mentally shunned yourself for getting distracted in the first place.

It was honestly difficult not to, gritting your teeth, and forcing yourself to tune out the devilish laughter from behind you. Torture was the best way to describe the new potions classroom arrangement for this upcoming year.

Luckily, you had been paired with a close friend, Marlene, for the entirety of your year in potions, a stark contrast to the pitiful you had had last year, paired with the incompetent, clumsy Peter Pettigrew, whose tendency to drift in and out of focus caused you to drop a few grades over the year. Marlene would be good, you came to the conclusion. Someone focused, someone ready.

Unfortunately, you had been placed at the back of the room, the only other table behind you being housed by two of the most reckless, annoying students that you believed had ever gone to Hogwarts. Remus Lupin, a well liked student, by most teachers, and occasionally by you, and James Potter.

James was not someone who you got along with. If anything, you’d choose to avoid him at any waking moment. His overinflated ego mixed with his outright cockiness made him unbearable and reckless. Yet, you had to give him some credit, as each year, his academic ability rivalled your own, with the two of you continuously competing for top place in each of your classes, year after year, after you realised that you shared a knack for academia.

Right now, you held back a smirk threatening to expel onto your cheeks. You heard the explosion erupting from the desk behind you, something that wasn’t supposed to happen with this particular potion, meaning one thing: James had messed up the potion somehow.

“Sorry Marls,” you apologised gently to your blonde friend, who still wore a frustrated mask on her face. Your apology was disingenuous though, as you didn’t regret your choices in learning that you would get a much better grade on this project than James would. “Just a bit distracted this morning.”

“Oh, I can see that alright. Downright ogling Mr Potter over there, with that amused grin, hmm?”

You laughed. “I, unfortunately, have no idea what you’re talking about.” You flicked your eyes upwards, to lock in with Marlene’s. “Can you pass the wormwood please?”

Begrudgingly, Marlene found a small vial on the table and placed it gently in your hand, yet she wore a confused look. “What is that even supposed to do?”

“It’ll hopefully react with some of the other ingredients in here.” You replied curtly, concentrating too hard to respond thoroughly.

Drip, Drip, Drip.

Three drops of wormwood fell into the cauldron, letting a fizzing sensation rise to the surface. You smiled, content with the way the concoction was turning out, charming the stirring rod to continue mixing the potion until it had changed its brown appearance to a deep maroon, exactly as the recipe required. As you let the peace rock over you, you tuned into what was happening behind you, just as another explosion emitted from their cauldron, louder than before, but less sooty.

You gave yourself the reward of fully turning around, excited to watch the disappointed look on Potter’s face as he realised that his potion was ruined, but that never came. He only looked pleased with himself, a fact that disgruntled you, but it wouldn’t last long, as Professor Slughorn made his way over to their work bench, lips pulled so tightly, they were almost translucent.

“What is going on over here?” Professor Slughorn droned, obviously not pleased with the ruckus that the boys were causing.

When none of them replied, you took it on yourself to speak for them. “It seems, Professor, that they have blown up their potion.” Annoyed, James glances up at you, irritation in his pupils, yet, still a glimmer of amusement.

“Actually, sir,” James moved his eyes back to his potion, motioning Professor Slughorn to look too, “we haven’t blown up our potion.”

Remus nodded in agreement. “James had this brilliant idea of using salamander blood as a catalyst, speeding up reaction time. It’s already complete.”

Your mouth dropped open as you watched James’ smug grin flick back towards you. Throwing you a mocking wink, his soot covered fingers pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose, still not peeling his eyes away from your shocked body.

“That’s incredible!” Professor Slughorn exclaimed as he closed his face into the cauldron, watching the liquid spiral around in the heat. Your feet took you along to their table, without your head stopping you, and you saw their potion with your own eyes.

It looked exactly how Professor Slughorn had wanted the class to make it look like, when he demonstrated the practical at the beginning of the lesson: red, thick, glistening. The smell was lovely even, smelling strongly of ylang ylang flowers, the desired scent of the potion. You pursed your lips, unwilling to agree that maybe James and Remus had made the potion before you, and more efficiently than you. You wanted to scream and wipe that smug look off of James’ face.

“Well, yeah,” James smirked, “sometimes explosions can be good things.” He looked you dead in the eyes, making it well aware that he was speaking to you.

Then a soft voice spoke from behind you. “Can you come back here?” Marlene called your name.

You strolled back towards your bench, giving in to your loss of the lesson, but looking back to James once again. He wasn’t looking at you.

━━━➳

“He changed the recipe?” Lily Evans asked, incredulously, as you sat opposite of her in the great hall.

You rolled your eyes, not keen on explaining the story to your friend, sipping on your tart goblet of pumpkin juice. Your shoulders raised in a half hearted shrugged, as you kept your head down, trying not to show how obviously embarrassed you were.

You couldn’t get the way you talked to Professor Slughorn out of your head. You had been challenging James, wanting to get a reaction out of him, yet he had stayed calm, letting his charisma and charm take over, wiping you clean of any dignity you still held. You couldn’t help but feel small, embarrassed, and silly.

Often, you and James had snarky competitions, whether in small arguments or class debates. You had won your fair share of them, but you still felt a sort of shame whenever James put you back in your place.

It was hard being rivals with someone who was so effortlessly intelligent.

You swore you had never once actually seen James study, yet you slaved away in the library for days on end, just to get marks that you thought deserved better. Even with Head Girl, a position you were eager to accept. You had worked your ass off to get there, and it seemed like James had just been handed Head Boy by not doing anything. Rationally, you knew that was true, as his skills on the Quidditch pitch were unmatched and he was academically topping all his subjects. Well, sharing the top place with you.

Prefect meetings or any public appearance was civil, but as soon as doors were closed, you loathed each other, finding any opportunity to knock the other down a peg. You knew it was toxic, but you couldn’t help yourself. Some would call it jealousy, you called it rivalry.

So as you sat in the great hall, trying to ignore the retelling of today’s events, your mind drifted off, eyes glazing over as you stared off into the abyss, only to be knocked out of it once you realised what you were staring at.

James Potter sat diagonally across from you in the distance, head tilted down, as he mindlessly picked at the food of his plate with the metallic fork in his grip. He seemed lost in his own thoughts, with a touch of sadness in his eyes, as he scraped his cutlery against his plate rhythmically. You must’ve been staring for a bit too long, as James’ head shot back up, meeting your quizzical gaze, flashing his famous grin at you, but you weren’t having any of it.

Are you okay? You mouthed to James, cocking your head to your side, watching as James’ expression changes from smirking to humbleness. He had never seen you actually care before, and confusion was settling into his bones. Unsure of whether to give an honest response, you watched his hesitation with anguish, until he decided to mask it all.

Of course, darling. He mouthed back, his signature smirk back in place, yet you held your eye contact, waiting to see if he’d be honest with you. That honesty never came. Not that you expected it to. You pursed your lips, about to answer, before you were pulled back into conversation at the most awful time.

“You actually spoke that way to Professor Slughorn?” Lily smacked your wrist lightly, referencing your retort from earlier in potions class. You snorted, pulling your arms close to your body nervously.

“I actually thought that they had fucked up.” You let out a strangled laugh. “I was wrong though. That genius proved me wrong once again. I didn’t even know he knew about catalysts in potions, and I wish I had thought of that.”

Mary MacDonald, from beside you, giggled. “I know you. In all of your years at Hogwarts, when have you ever diverged from the recipe?” She paused. “You just–don’t.”

You exhaled. “I guess I’m just worried that I’ll ruin the potion and get a bad mark. It’s not a risk I’m willing to take.” You stabbed at a piece of broccoli on your plate, shovelling it back in your mouth and you huffed in annoyance.

“James always takes risks,” Lily added, always finding a way to insert James into the conversation. It just made the anger inside of you boil even more, “and James always gets those top marks too–”

You lost it. “Well, I’m not James, am I?” You projected your words a bit too loudly for your liking, those fatal words falling on the ears of James Potter himself, who looked over at you when hearing his name, whether he untimely listened to your conversation or just a bad dose of cocktail party syndrome. You had bashed your hands not so gently on the table, letting a few pieces of crockery become airborne, before falling back to the table. Luckily, no one batted an eye your way.

Taking a deep breath, you looked away from James for your own sanity. “I love you Lily, but please don’t compare me to James. I’m not James.”

Lily nodded curtly your way, focusing back towards her food. You could feel James’ eyes still burning into you but you didn’t dare look his way, anger still pulsing in your veins. Luckily, Professor Dumbledore was making his way to the centre of the stage, silencing the hall, and giving you an excuse to end this conversation.

“I’m hoping you have all had a great start to the year. The first week is done. You should all be proud of yourselves.” Dumbledore paused, letting the stray cheers from overenthusiastic students die down. “I’m sure you’ll all strive to be your very best this year, and I don’t doubt that you already have. Trying and succeeding in this school is greatly admired and promoted, with the greatest successions being rewarded.”

A soft hum of chatter washed over the hall in a tidal wave from Professor Dumbledore’s cryptic words. “What is that great loon on about?” Mary whispered in your ear, in which you replied with a short shrug.

“For high achieving Year Seven students, an opportunity has risen.” A silence ran over the hall. “After twenty years of not holding this exchange, some of the wizarding schools in the world are coming back together to host an event to celebrate our brightest student. The top student of Year Seven academically will be invited to Ilvermorny in a cultural exchange to bring our schools closer. Other schools that will be participating will be Ilvermorny, Durmstrang Institute, Castelobruxo, and Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.”

The hall became a buzz of excitement. Loud, overgrown voices echoed against the bricked walls, the words people were using flying back and forth. The reaction was mixed, with a dose of angered six year students, who believed they should have the opportunity to go on the exchange as well. Other students were exceptionally enthused, elated to have a goal to work towards for the year. Some students even tossed around words like performative, and dangerous.

Your hands twitched by your side, as your automatic response to glance over at James kicked in. He was looking back at you, a slight twinkle in his eye, as if he was offering a silent challenge, one that you accepted straight away.

Lily gasped. “I didn’t think they would still do exchanges like this.” She leaned into the table more to speak in a whisper. “I heard that the last time they did something like this, a student got extremely injured.”

“It wasn't an injury.” Mary poked in, running her hands through her frizzy hair. “It was, in the nicest terms, a Fuck-a-thon.” The table of girls laughed. “Seriously! The students wouldn’t stop going at it.”

Marlene bit her lip, raising her hand as if asking permission to speak. “But surely the inter school quidditch would be amazing to watch. And maybe I’d have better luck with foreign girls”

You snorted. “There won’t be any inter school quidditch.” Marlene furrowed her eyebrows. “It’s only one student from each school. It’s hardly enough for a quidditch team.”

“So, it’s dumb, isn’t it?” Lily muttered, coaxing the other girls to look directly at her. “Only one student gets to go. It’s not an exchange. It’s an excuse to flash around a student and bring the reputation of Hogwarts back into a positive light.”

Mary rolled her eyes in agreement. “I mean, come on, top academic student? Dumbledore just wants to show the schools that we’re so smart.” The sarcasm dripped off her tongue. “And I think we all know who’s going to get it.”

One by one, you all glanced over to where James Potter was sitting, engrossed in a conversation with Sirius Black, too busy to notice the four girls looking directly at him. As the other girls looked away, you kept your eyes on James, watching his face contort with different emotions, like he was arguing with his friends. You shook your head, brushing it off.

You didn’t have time to deal with James Potter.

━━━➳

The common room was quiet as the grandfather clock chimed, barely registering in your mind that it had hit eleven in the evening. The flickering fire was burning in the corner, the small semblance of heat radiating into your body. Cushions stacked against the couch acted as something to lean on, comforting you as you poured over the pages of a muggle fiction book you always loved.

You sighed in contentment, the crackling of the fire soothing your mind as your eyelashes fluttered softly. You couldn’t feel the need for sleep slowly creep over you, yet you sat in wait, ignoring the tell tale signs your body was desperately telling you, as your thumb and forefinger met with the intricate edges of the book, flipping the page to the next chapter.

Solitude was heaven for you in that moment, but the peace and quiet wouldn’t last, as you felt the gentle pattering of footsteps come from the staircase, the floors doing a horrible job at muffling the sound. You could almost make out the gentle sound of sniffles, yet you believed it was just your mind playing tricks on you.

You only looked up once you realised the footsteps were coming towards you. Peeling your eyes away from your pages from just a moment, you were met with a sleepless James Potter, ruffled hair and misplaced glasses, his bare hazel eyes staring right at you. He squinted just slightly, trying to make out who you were. You decided to give him a helping hand.

“Hey Potter.”

James choked out a breathy laugh. “Oh, it's just you. I��m surprised you haven’t gone to bed yet.”

You raised your book just enough for James to see. “Reading, but I kind of want you to think it’s studying instead, so believe that instead.”

Letting out a humph, James shuffled towards the armchair, heaving himself down into the cushion, exhaling a massive yawn that could only compliment the dark rings around his eyes. You hadn’t noticed how tired he had looked before, but now that you concentrated on the way his eyes dulled in the light, it was the only thing you could focus on.

James noticed your staring. “Checking me out?”

You thought fast on your feet. “Strange seeing you without your glasses. Almost got me thinking you’re a different person. Someone who’s not insufferable and egotistic.”

James laughed, revealing his wand from his pocket, and flicking his wand, muttering a spell under his breath. Within moments, his glasses came flying down the stairs and into his hands, where he promptly placed the spectacles on his nose bridge. “Better?”

“Hmm.” You hummed under your breath, turning back to your book, trying to reimmerse yourself back into the pages like you had been before, but you struggled, as you felt a bare of beady eyes watching you from across the room, studying you like the book you were reading. “What are you looking at?”

James sighed, collecting his thoughts. “Pride and Prejudice? That’s not in the syllabus.” He paused, watching the way your eyes moved across the pages, entranced. “What is it about?”

“Two people who hate each other.” You said without a second thought, turning the page with a sigh.

“Ah, much like you and me.”

You stopped your reading, looking up from your book. “We’re nothing like the characters in the book.”

“Why?” James smirked. “Is one not a handsome, young sportsman and the other a moody, short-tempered brat?” He laughed, but you were not amused, shoving the book tightly between the couch cushions.

You squinted your eyes. “I am not a short-tempered brat.”

“But you agree with the moody part?”

You swung your legs around to leave, fed up with James for one night, but was stopped when a wave of guilt washed over his face, closing back down on you. He shuffled nervously in his chair, biting his lip like it was going to fall off. “Wait, I didn’t mean it.”

You cocked an eyebrow. “So, you don’t think I’m a moody, short-tempered brat?”

James chuckled. “Not tonight. Tonight, you’re just someone to keep me company.”

There was sincerity in his tone, as if he actually wanted to be civilised for the night, something that shook you deeply as you weren't expecting it. Slowly, you laid back down on the couch, not moving your eyes away from James as he fiddled with his fingertips, waiting to see what you’d do next. You could tell he was nervous, and something within you told you to be nice to him for at least one night.

“Can’t sleep?” You offered, pulling your lip between your teeth and chewing thoughtfully, watching James squirm in his chair as you awaited his response, uncertain of what it would be, yet a clear indication of where this was going.

James shook his head. “Nah, haven’t been able to since we came back here. Stressed about studying and stuff.” He looked up at you through his thick eyelashes, watching the way your face was etched with care. “And now the prospect of the exchange? I’m beyond stressed.”

“So, you’re going for it?” You sighed, pulling the blanket between your fingers in search of comfort.

“Yeah.” James breathed out. You weren’t surprised, but still, you were slightly disappointed, hoping he would move out of your way for you to shine. He had always seemed to dim any achievement that you had gotten, and you wished that this was something you could have, even if it wasn’t all that important. You thought as though you deserved it.

You hummed. “Mmm, me too.”

And with that, you pulled your book out of the crack in the cushions, and wished James a goodnight.

━━━➳

next part

likes and reblogs are appreciated!

[iamburdened]

Reader’s Masterlist #5

Not my stories. Just my favorites from other writers. All credits and support to the original artists.

IMPORTANT: like and REBLOG all the fanfics you read to support the writers, please.

If you liked the fanfic, tell the writer. They will be in cloud nine with your compliment! Show support!

* = NSFW

Link to all my masterlist (+ Draco Malfoy, Loki, Shawn Mendes, Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Angus McGyver, Newt Scamander)

GEORGE WEASLEY X READER

Love At first Sight     @wondernimbus

Summary: Cheesy love at first sight we all need from time to time.

Be Happy Again     @selfwriting-sugarquills

Summary: This is like a teaser for a series. Sadly it is Fred is dead canon, BUT this part has such a rhythm it's so good to read. I caught myself reading it out loud just to enjoy it fully.

Materlist         @writesowhatnext

Summary: I recommend everything here. Period.

Fred Knows      @acciotwinz

Summary: Fred and Angelina’s wedding is around the corner and Geroge still doesn’t have a date and that doesn’t sit well with the happy couple.

Masterlist       @plant-flwrs

Summary: I recommend everything here.

Mischief       @plant-flwrs

Summary: George falls for the mischievous pureblood Slytherin who couldn’t care less about blood status.

Wonderful Thing     @pastanest

Summary: the amount of fluff in this will kill you. George and reader have an absurdly close friendship and of course they gotta a crush. Just read it.

Good girl *     @lumosandnoxwriting

Summary: George has been the reader’s enemy since their first year at Hogwarts together and now, in their final year the universe keeps throwing them together in ways that make the reader question why she ever hated George in the first place. This is smut, babies, enjoy and be warned. 

Under The Stars    @feetoffthetable

Summary: best Yulle Ball I've read, cheesiest George EVER.

I solemnly swear i am up to no good     @shysneeze

Summary: what if one night the golden trio is look at the marauders map that the twins gave Harry and they see the reader and George sneaking around hogwarts and they ask George about it the next day? 

Finally home *    @malfycs

Summary: george has always tried to prove to you that he wants what’s best for you. will he ever succeed in winning your heart, or will you break his instead? A.K.A long ass fic that ends in smut. Amazing. Read!

In Safe Hands *    @theweasleysredhair

Summary: this is hand porn basically. And you want to read it, just go. 

Dating Someone Shorter  @writingwizardwheezes

Summary: for the shortie club

Here's To Luck     @holyhead-hufflepuff

Summary: smooth George, reader and George's dynamic is amazing. 

The Only Exception    @chudleycanons

Summary: (Y/n) swears that she will never fall in love. George is determined to change that

Little Less To Love    @durmstrange

Summary: I know the title seems angst as fuck but it's about George losing his ear, funnier than the 'I am holey' bulshit lol

Chocolate Milk    @durmstranged

Summary: George finding out he is gonna be a daddy in the best way. 

NSFW Alphabet *  @gredandforge01

Summary: we are lacking some NSFW stuff so here is the good and old nsfw alphabet.

Sweet Like Honey   @gcdric

Summary: It’s finally the day of the Yule Ball and you and George are both nervous as can be. Will he find the nerve to make a move or will you have to take drastic measures?

Masterlist   @weasleydream

Summary: if you look in this master post, the less we have is angst because it's not my cup of tea, but this writer have some very good angst and I read it all without meaning to because it's just so good. Dive in and cry, you are going to suffer, but you will be grateful for it. 

First Christmas   @loony-loopy-lupinn

Summary: shortie one with baby Weasley first Christmas and cute daddy George. 

Sweaters   @fandoms-archive-blog

Summary: Molly having enough of you two pinning for years and giving a little help. 

Kinktober Masterlist *   @wand3ringr0s3

Summary: shameless smut in every piece. There are Fred fanfics here too.

Cherry, Lemon, Peach   @harrysweasleys

Summary: george is obsessed with your chapstick and tries to guess what flavour you’re wearing. 

DRACO MALFOY X READER

Veritaserum   @wondernimbus

Summary: Draco is pranked into drinking veritaserum and for one day he speaks his mind freely. He loose some friends, get on bad terms with the teachers but worst of all: he can't shut the fuck up about how beautiful you are. This fanfic is perfect, seriously, the parallel between him being rude to you but not stopping telling you how he loves your eyes. It's * chef kiss*. 

Two Sworn Enemies    @wondernimbus

Summary: This is part 2 but still, Draco and reader hated each other since year 1, suddenly, the little shit starts to throw cheesy pick up lines at you every opportunity he gets. At first you hated it, but maybe, just maybe, there is more to it than you are willing to figure out. (ps: the way the writer builds the golden trio + reader friendship is AMAZING, also the twins are there so) (pps: go to her master list!)

Masterlist   @adorerdraco

Summary I recommend everything here.

Masterlist    @wondernimbus

Summary: there is Fred, George, Harry and a bunch of other characters here. Go all or it!

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☘️peter pettigrew

Hii! Like my other nsfw alphabets, this is a bit choppy and horribly edited. I hope you enjoy, mwah.

Peter Pettigrew Nsfw Alphabet

Reader: tried to make it nb as much as possible

Warning: pure smut and no editing.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Super sweet and gentle, definitely encourages you to take a nap and he'll bring you a snack or get you some water. He’ll rub your back and kiss your hot skin to cool you off. He definitely loves giving you praises and he’s spoil you rotten with his words.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your hands, for some odd reason he just finds them so cute whenever you grip his hand for support as you climax or hold his cock.

His favourite body part on himself delphiers between days, but he’s usually very fond of his eyes. He’s very fortunate that he can look at you in such a lewd manner.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He usually always cums in a condom, but he loves cream pies. He, not so surprisingly, likes giving you oral for the exact reason he can taste you, he actually thinks he’s addicted to it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s ashamed to admit, but once he was talking to James about a certain time when he fucked you in the library and James got a hard on. He swore he wouldn’t tell and it’ll be their secret, but he always felt guilty for sexualizing you like that.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s okay, he knew some of the terminology due to the other Marauders but with actual hands on experience; he had no idea. He felt a bit nervous during your first time but he didn’t need much help, he’d just pay attention to your reactions and get a clear view of what you’d like and focus on that.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes when you ride him, he likes to hold your hips and just let you use him for your heart's desire. If he had to choose another, doggy would be his favourite.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Peter doesn’t know he’s being funny until you have to stop and laugh, he’ll be confused on what he’d say and get a goofy smile on his lips while watching you laugh. Sometimes just the first awkward start of sex and the small giggles feel better than the serious times, but Peter can be really gentle and intimate if he wanted to be.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s somewhat groomed, he doesn’t necessarily care for your hair down there or his own. It’s a bit darker than his head hair, but he trims it sometimes just to keep it neat.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Lots of neck kisses, he needs to constant “I love you’s” during sex even if it’s rough. He’s actually pretty gentle during some moments and cares about your pleasure over his.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He actually never liked it, he likes your mouth a lot more even if it was just for cock warming. He’d enjoy your hands better than his, but he also has a somewhat size kink and seeing your much smaller hands take his cock please him a lot more.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

There isn’t necessarily a set number of kinks, he’d love to try anything that isn’t too “weird” as he would call it. He never really likes to stick to one kink, more like spreading them out depending on his mood. One day he’d want to tie you up and the other he’d let you do whatever you wanted. He adores pillow prince(ss) though.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere, he’d fuck you in honey dukes, the three break sticks, closets, near the black lake, behind trees and bushes, his bed, your bed, his friends bed, shower, desks, professors desks, anywhere anytime.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Feminine clothing, something about it makes his head spin and he just loves fucking you in dresses. He also has a clothes kink, he’d love to fuck you in his clothes. Don’t even get him started on if you ever decide to wear sexual clothing, it’ll drive him crazy.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Major dom and sub roles (like day to day life style) feels him out, he can’t distribute or give out rules, he doesn’t like that type of control over someone or giving someone that control of him. He likes some parts of d/s and he’d definitely be comfortable with some aspects, but not full on life changing.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers receiving oral sometimes, but he doesn’t expect it everytime. He loves giving, since he feels like it’s the only thing he’s good at. He’ll run his tongue and suck your sensitive flesh until he’s satisfied, giving you oral is more of a pleasure for himself.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Peter’s sex is soft yet rough, sometimes he just takes his time with dragging his cock deep inside of you and pulling it out. Others he just likes to bend you over and fuck you till your dumb. Sometimes he lacks compassion for how you’d take his cock, yet after he’s careful to check you over and soothe out any aches.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Only thing he looks forward to on school days. He’s already emotionally tired but getting a good fuck in a empty classroom or a bathroom stall always helps him get through the day, especially if you tell him you’d wait for him in his dorm later that night.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

It depends what the risk is, Peter likes to fuck you all over the place if he can. He definitely been given warnings by prefects way to many times.James and Sirius always say his animagi should be a bunny with all the fucking they catch you guys doing. Greatest risk he ever took was fucking you during a quidditch game behind the bleachers.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go for a couple of rounds, depending if it’s just oral or penetration. He can spend hours just focusing on you, exploring your body and roping out orgasm after orgasm.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He definitely likes using a vibrator, dildos aren’t really his thing. He does have a few anal plugs, but he doesn’t use them as much as he would like too. He usually uses them for your pleasure, but he wouldn’t be opposed to having a cock ring on.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s actually a huge tease, he likes to place his hand on your thigh during class and just mindlessly rub his thumb right near your goods. He gives a dumb look like he doesn’t know what he’s doing, but his smirk whenever he catches your heavy breaths are apparent he knows exactly what he’s doing.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

The whimpers are the best part, he rarely moans, just mumble’s of “oh fuck” and heavy breaths. Especially the early morning sex, because his sensitivity is heightened and he’s just making gurgled whined and deep groans.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Honestly, he’d probably want to fuck you infront of his friends. Especially the days when they flirt or tease you, he’d just get this immediate thought to show them that he isn’t sharing you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I’d estimate a good 7-9 inches, the exact number isn’t known but all I can say is the girth is the best part.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s in and out, most months it’s normal for a teenage boy but other months he can go days without it, sometimes even weeks. But on the months he’s active, sex is a pretty regular thing everyday to day.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Peter is nocturnal, so it rarely depends on what time of day you guys had sex. If it’s on the weekends during midday, he probably will take a nap until dinner. If it’s in the morning… I don’t even think he could stay awake long enough to finish. But late at night it’s a whole new thing, he would probably cuddle you for a few moments until he knew you were asleep and work on his assignments and homework.

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Slave For You {Tom Riddle}

(A/N): Hello! This one was originally requested on Wattpad so I hope you like it! 

Also, Tom Riddle and The Marauders are the same age on this one!

Pairing: Tom Riddle x Gryffindor!Reader

Summary: For the longest time, you have been 'working' for Tom Riddle and doing all of his chores for him. You assume that it is simply because he despises you but it turns out that there might be another reason as to why he's keeping you around.

Warning: Suggestive smut at the end (?)

Word count: 3.2k

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'Your tasks of the day are simple. All you have to do is clean my bookshelves and organize the books in alphabetical order once you're done. These should be finished by the time I get to the dorm.'

After you read the note found inside one of your books, you scrunch up the small piece of paper and throw it aside with a groan. Being Tom Riddle's little helper is not something you planned on doing when you got to Hogwarts but, somehow, he managed to wrap you right around his finger. Although you're not too fond of it, there's something that prevents you from putting an end to it all. Tom can be very 'persuasive' so It's not that easy to escape him if he wants something from you. "Everything okay?" Remus looks up from his notebook with a raised brow. The other three stop their movements abruptly; Peter's quill stops tracing letters while James and Sirius pause their own little paper war in order to stare curiously at you.

"Yeah, just..." you point your wand at the ball of paper and it disappears within a second. "It's Bertha Jorkins, she says she has 'new gossip' to tell me about."

Sirius makes a gagging sound. "Since when are you close to Bertha?"

"I'm not. She just has no one to talk to."

"And for good reason, I'd say," James says and Peter snickers in the background. "You're way too smart for her."

You laugh. "Are you actually going to meet up with her, though?" Remus asks as he resumes reading.

"Yes, it shouldn't be too bad." You shrug in hopes that they'll drop the interrogation. James and Sirius look at each other as if to say 'I wouldn't be so sure about that'.

You hate lying to them but if they ever find out about what's happening between you and Tom, they'll flip. It's bad enough that they can't stand him already so a lot of times you feel like you have to do everything in your power to never let them know, because you know that they'll try to do something about it and it won't end up well.

The Marauders are strong... but Tom is stronger. You know the things he's done.

He's made it very clear from the beginning what his intentions are with you.

"You're strong, very strong. But I need to be the strongest." He had said that day when he cornered you inside a dusty broom closet. Both arms were caging you while your back pressed against the nearest wall. "So, from now on, you shall do as I say."

"And what if I don't?" you spat.

Tom smirked calmly. One hand reached to grab a loose strand of your long hair, curling it around his index finger. He tugged on it, pulling your face closer to his and you couldn't stop the wince of pain that left your lips. In a low, menacing voice, he said, "Then, I'll kill you like the cockroach that you are."

Your breathing hitched at his words. Surely, he didn't mean that. You knew he was not exactly what he made other people believe -the charming, perfect Slytherin Prefect- but he couldn't be a murderer...

You gulped. "No, you wouldn't."

Tom laughed bitterly. "You don't think I'm capable of doing so? Not even after I killed that little mudblood, Myrtle Warren?"

Your eyes widened at the sound of her name. "Th-that can't be..."

"If I were you, I wouldn't want to find out if It's true, then," his hand moved down to rest on your neck and you felt like he'd tighten his grip if you said the wrong thing. "And I also suggest that you keep this between us. You wouldn't want your dear friends to get hurt either, right?"

A shiver ran down your spine. Deep down, you were certain that he meant everything he said. Tom was never the one to make jokes.

You shook your head without saying another word.

Surprisingly enough, you're not as miserable as you thought you'd be working for Tom. At first, it was bad, really bad because you felt like you hated his guts and he hated yours. But, as time went on, you began to... warm up to him, in a way. Or maybe you've just grown used to his presence and his ways that they simply do not affect you anymore. It's hard to tell.

You're at his dorm after you're done with your essay. It's easy to slither in; unlike your own, Tom's friends are very well aware of your little agreement, so he's most certainly made it clear to them that you should be allowed access to their Common Room whenever you need to. As always, they confiscate your wand at the entrance, but you're used to it by now. With the same old defeated sigh, you waste no time in starting your work on the large bookshelves. It takes longer than you initially think but, compared to other things that you've had to do for Tom, this is no more than a few drops of sweat.

You sit down on a nearby desk chair to catch your breath and admire the final product as soon as you're finished. Although It's never under the best conditions, you cannot deny that you're good at doing chores like this one. You're probably even better than Tom, considering he feels the need to utilize you for such things.

"Oh, you really think so?"

With a loud gasp, you sit up straight and turn to face the doorway. The very person you're thinking about is standing there with his hands behind his back, fixing his gaze completely on you. You feel like he's been in the room for longer than he makes it known.

When you analyze his words, you suddenly remember that, while you're better at doing chores, he's way better at using Legilimency.

You clear your throat trying to pick yourself up and not look too surprised. "Well, yes, it sure seems that way," you stand up as you talk. "If it were the other way around, you wouldn't be needing my help so often."

"I don't need your help, though," he walks closer to you; you do not move an inch. "I only feel the need to make you do these things in order to take away from your development as a witch."

You feel your blood boil and he knows he's struck a nerve. You can tell by the way his lips turn into a faint smirk. "Well, clearly the fact that you feel the need to do that says a lot about your own skills as a wizard. Surely, if you're as strong as you say, you shouldn't have to feel so intimidated by me."

Tom takes another step forward. "I never said I was intimidated by you."

Somehow, you gain the strength to step closer to him, as well. At this point, there's only like a foot of distance between the two of you. It reminds you yet again of the day he made you his 'helper' but, somehow, this time it feels different. "Actions speak louder than words, I guess." It's your turn to smirk.

The words being thrown back and forth are challenging but they do not feel menacing. It feels like you're both teasing each other in a more light-hearted manner, so much that you do not feel uncomfortable with the way that Tom's body is almost hovering above yours. "Where did this smart mouth of yours come from?" he chortles quietly.

"I guess It's better than to be miserable around you." You admit with a shrug.

Tom nods. "I like that. It makes you less pathetic."

"And it makes you less of an asshole, somehow."

He quirks an eyebrow but says nothing about that. Instead, his hands finally come into view and you see that he's been holding your wand this entire time. "Here."

You gladly take it. It's a relief to have it in your hands, again. "Much appreciated."

When you make your way towards the exit, he turns to address you for the last time. "I will write to you tomorrow for your next tasks."

You don't say anything back but Tom knows that you heard him perfectly. Once you are fully out of sight, he scans the bookshelves, very impressed (He always is) with how neat you left them. It makes the faintest of smiles appear on his lips but he disguises it with a clearing of his throat and his hands moving up to loosen his tie.

For the longest time, he's been trying to avoid having you on his mind at inappropriate times, most noticeably when he's all alone in his dorm. Today is no exception.

***

After breakfast, you and the Marauders head to the Courtyard to get some fresh air before your first class of the day begins. A few students seem to do the same, some chatting away while others play Gobstones in a quieter manner. You lean against the nearest column while letting out a sigh of relaxation and indulging in the peaceful atmosphere. James, who is staring at you without your awareness, is the first to break the silence. "So, (Y/N)... how did it go with Bertha yesterday?"

You turn to look at him, only to realize that It's not only him who's eyeing you suspiciously; the other three are, too. Come to think of it, you did notice that they have been acting a bit unusual since you saw each other at the Great Hall. Regardless of their odd behaviors, you say, "It went well. We talked for hours."

"Oh, really?" Sirius, alongside James, begins to walk around your figure at a slow pace with quirked brows as if their intention is to make you confess to something bad that you've done. Peter follows their steps like a helpless sidekick. "Interesting..."

You tilt your head in confusion but deep down you begin to feel uneasy. "What is?"

"What's interesting," Sirius stops right in front of you and points a finger in your direction accusingly. "is that you're a liar!"

Your breath hitches at his answer. Although you know he's mostly being playful, you feel panic rushing through you now that you're sure that they're onto you. You try to play it cool, though. "What do you mean?"

"Bertha confirmed to us that she hadn't seen you all day yesterday," Remus explains. "Is everything alright?"

The look on his face makes your stomach drop. You hate lying overall but lying to Remus is a whole other thing. Perhaps that's why you cannot bring yourself to think of an excuse. Would it really be too bad if they knew about the whole Tom thing? Would Tom really dare to do something to them? To you? Yes, maybe he is capable of doing horrible things but murdering five students would bring a lot of attention to the school, surely he could not get away with such a thing...

... Or could he?

"(Y/N)?" Remus places a hand on your shoulder and it snaps you back to reality. He looks concerned all of a sudden.

You sigh in defeat. "Okay, you guys caught me. I have been lying to you all."

"Aha!" Sirius exclaims, snapping his fingers in a victorious kind of way.

"So, what have you been keeping from us, huh?" James wastes no time asking.

You stare at all four of them individually but no words seem to come out. You're still in a constant fight with your own mind about how you should handle the situation. If you lie then It's going to keep going until it finally blows up some other time, and that would probably be worse. But if you tell them now then you might be risking their safety as well as your own. "Well," you gulp and try to take a deep breath, and you just talk without even thinking about it. "You see, for a while, I've been-"

"(Y/L/N)."

All of you turn to see that the sudden voice comes from the very person who created this whole mess. You hear Peter let out a loud shriek once Tom begins to make his way toward you. "What in the bloody hell do you want, Riddle?" James glowers at him.

"A word," Tom answers as soon as he's standing just a few feet in front of you. "With (Y/L/N). It's not quite your business, is it, Potter?"

"Well, you've got no business coming to her, either," Sirius states, coming almost face-to-face with Tom. The height difference between them isn't much but it is still clear that Tom is slightly taller. That does not seem to bother your friend, though.

"Guys, It's fine," you reassure them. They look at you as if you've gone insane but you ignore it as you turn to Tom. "It should be quick, I suppose?"

Tom nods firmly. His expression is blank and you can't comprehend what he's thinking, but you figure it is nothing good. "Of course."

You follow him all the way to his dorm, ignoring the usual nasty stares from the few students hanging around the Common Room. You suddenly feel even more nervous than before because the first thing that goes through your mind is that Tom is angry at you and that he definitely knows that you almost exposed him in front of the Marauders. That's why, when you walk in first, you don't dare to turn around immediately, you're scared of what you'll see. Of what he'll do. "Look at me," he says.

His voice sounds softer than usual but it is still firm. Taking in a sharp breath, you slowly do as you're told. You expected him to be pointing his wand at you, ready to hit you with the Killing Curse, but he seems... harmless. At least for the time being. "You nearly told them about our deal."

"I know. I apologize." You drop your gaze down to the ground.

You sense him coming closer to you but it isn't until he grabs your chin that you're forced to look back up at his face. "Tell me, why can't you just obey me and stay silent?" Tom asks you quietly.

You're shocked by this kind of behavior coming from him. "I-I don't know..."

You still half expect him to do something bad but, judging by the way he's looking down at you, you realize that maybe today your life will be spared. Most surprisingly, he lets out a quiet chuckle and shakes his head in an amused way. "What am I to do with you, then?"

You build up the confidence to say, "Whatever you want, I guess. I don't think it matters anymore."

Tom's stare moves down to your lips. "I was going to let you free a lot sooner, you know," he suddenly confesses. His face is closer to yours now. "This whole thing wasn't supposed to drag on for too long. I just needed you under my grasp until my skills exceeded yours."

You remain quiet. "However," he resumes, his voice falling into a whisper. "I could not bring myself to let you go and I never understood why. What is it about you that draws me in so much?"

"Tom..." you say his name softly. You do not know what's happening, either, but, as soon as you realize that with each word he says he's leaning closer, you find yourself closing the gap between both of you.

His lips are soft and gentle, which you do not expect from such a cold-hearted boy, but you cannot deny that it wakes up something inside of you. You feel warm all over and you clench onto his robes for dear life, wanting to keep him as close as possible in fear of losing that warmth. He seems to be doing the same thing as he wraps an arm protectively around your waist while the hand grabbing your chin moves to bury itself in your hair. He does not feel like the Tom you met for the first time, when both of you were merely First Years and you immediately understood that there was something very wrong with him. He was full of darkness and yet he would hide it so well that no one ever noticed. His charm grew over the years but it was a façade, almost like his own personal weapon that could help him get whatever he wanted. This Tom, however, feels real and vulnerable. He's kissing you like he needs you in order to live, to finally feel something after having to pretend for so long.

Your tongue slips in between his parted lips and he groans at the sudden sensation, his grip on you tightening subconsciously, but it does not hurt. In fact, you want him to hold you like this for longer than you dare to admit. You should hate him for basically having you as his own personal slave all this time, but you cannot find it in you right now.

Your back presses against the wall and Tom takes the opportunity to wrap your legs around his waist, lifting you up almost effortlessly. His lips go down to press against your jawline, then to your neck, and although it feels bloody amazing you cannot deny that your lips miss his touch instantly. You grip his shoulders while he licks and nips at your skin, closing your eyes and letting out a quiet sigh because of how good it feels. "You do not have to do my chores any longer," he says against your skin, followed by a trail of kisses. "I do not intend to make you go through that, again. But maybe-" He pulls away to look into your eyes, both of you breathing heavily. "-maybe stick around, if you wish to do so."

You recover just in time to smirk at him. "What are you asking of me, exactly?"

Tom drops his gaze and clears his throat. No matter how much he tries to hide it you catch a glimpse of the blush rising through his cheeks. "I'm asking you to be with me." He finally replies.

"As in, boyfriend and girlfriend?" you laugh lightly.

He looks up, again. "Perhaps."

You bite your lip. You cannot believe that you're actually considering it. "Well," you wrap your arms around his neck, your noses brushing against each other. His heated gaze makes your heart skip a few beats, so much that you're worried you'll go into cardiac arrest in front of him. "I guess we can see where it goes from here."

Tom lets out a breathy laugh while pressing his forehead against yours, his hands pulling you closer to him despite the fact that there was barely any space left between the two bodies. "Understandable. Then, I guess I'll just have to savor this moment while it lasts."

He begins to walk backward and then turns around so that your back makes contact with the mattress. You can't help but giggle as he climbs on top of you, caging you in between his arms. He kisses you, again, a little rougher than before but it still feels good. Too good, actually. "The Marauders won't take this well, you know." You tell him.

Tom smirks as he removes his jumper and throws it across the room without a care. While undoing his tie, he says, "I'm very well aware of that."