#oc x evan peters

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More Cooper Day art w/ my persona based on that one scene (should have been me fr tho)

[nobitchs-world]

When y/n gets too annoying to the point you want to stop reading

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The First Fall of Snow

James Potter x fem!reader

Content: pure fluff , sirius sister

Authors note: hi!!! First one shot on this account I really hope you enjoy also if you have requests or suggestions on how to make my writing better please comment. reblog this or i will find you.

Anyways enjoy!

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The weather outside was perfect. Especially for you. It was the first snow of winter. Once you had looked outside your dormitory you immediately got dressed and made your way out of the door.

The marauders sat in the common room, Peter was trying to beat Remus at exploding snap which wasn’t going too well for him. Sirius and James sat back watching in pure boredom knowing that Remus was going to win anyway.

You were walking down the steps while putting on your coat before making your way through the common room and through the portrait.

“Where’s she off to?” Sirius questioned looking around at his mates.

The boys shrugged which caused Sirius to roll his eyes.

“Well, wherever she is going I’ll follow her. It has to be more entertaining than watching Moony beat Peter again.” Sirius said standing up.

James stood up as well “I’m going to.”

Sirius nodded at both the boys and exited the common room. They had to catch up with you because you were a good distance ahead of them.

“Ah, following me like a bunch of lost puppies, I see.” You remarked seeing your brother and James follow behind you but nonetheless continued to walk.

James laughed “Anything is better than watching Remus beat Peter for the hundredth time. You know that love.” He said now matching your pace.

You rolled your eyes shaking your head before Sirius spoke up.

“What are you doing anyways?” Sirius inquired putting his hands in his pockets

You smile shrugging your shoulders “Just taking a stroll, it’s the first snow of winter.”

Sirius clicked his tongue “There it is. You and your hyper fixation with snow.”

James grinned “You have a hyper fixation with snow?” He stated curiously.

“Oh yes, she does, since I can remember.” Sirius spoke for you before sighing dramatically.

“Well, I’m going to go back into the common room before I freeze my balls off I’ll leave you two to it. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” Sirius warned before turning around and going back towards the direction of the common room.

Silence fell on the pair as you made your way towards the courtyard. Once you had finally reached the courtyard, you walked out and oddly lifted your hands to try and catch the snow. You grinned feeling the cold flakes brush your cheeks.

James leaned on one of the pillars observing you. He knew you were gorgeous. I think everyone in Gryffindor Tower knew but seeing the way your eyes lit up upon seeing the snow and the way your usual sarcastic smile turned into one of absolute joy was something James never knew he wanted to see.

He watched your cheeks and your nose began to turn a shade of red due to the cold outside but it honestly looked like you were immune to the temperature. He felt a grin begin to make its way onto his face.

‘You were absolutely angelic’ James thought to himself. This caused James to quickly shake his head. No, he couldn’t think about you in that way. Sirius would never allow that.

You found your gaze landing on James who stood leaning against a pillar with his hands in his pockets. The way he was staring at you made your heart speed up a little. You walked towards him and stood in front of him before grabbing his hand.

“C’mon don’t be a bugger. Enjoy the snow with me.” You said with a smile before pulling him along into the snow.

James followed you like always. ‘Merlin he really was a lost puppy’ he thought to himself. You finally stopped pulling him and you quickly ran backwards.

“Okay Black, what are you doing?” James asked with a confused grin.

Meanwhile, you smiled mischievously as you began to pile snow in your hands.

“Oh, you wanna play that game with me? James said tilting his head challengingly only making you nod your head

“Bring it on Potter.” You taunted before lobbing a snowball right at him.

He licked his lips shaking his head before reaching down and tossing one right back at you. You grinned getting closer to him and slinging one right at his groin. He tilted his head and instead of picking up a snowball, he ran towards you.

You ran as fast as you could while trying not to slip on the wet snow. It didn’t take long for James to catch up with you. He grabbed you by the waist lifted you off the ground and put you in a position where you hung off his back.

“Put me down, you buffoon!” You shouted with a mix of laughter seeping into your speech.

“No can do love!” He shouted before spinning you around a little to make you dizzy.

You laughed before he set you back on your feet. You looked up at him grinning like a child and he looked back at you with a grin you couldn’t quite put a finger on.

James stared at you with nothing but admiration in his eyes. Even with your hair now messy from hanging upside down and your cheeks bright red. He still thought you were gorgeous. Without even thinking he walked closer reaching out and tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear.

You felt your smile fade as you watched him look at you. The way he was looking at you right now made butterflies erupt in your stomach. You licked your lips staring right up at him.

“James, watch it.” You spoke softly and he tilted his head.

“I don’t think I want to though.” He said taking a step closer.

“James, what if Sirius sees you or one of the other Marauders.” You stated in a warning tone which only made James smile even wider.

“So what? You know I have no problem taking on Sirius.” James replied letting his hand rest on your practically frozen cheek.

You stood in place looking up James. You always thought James was attractive. There was no denying that but the way he was looking at you now was a dangerous game.

James leaned in slightly brushing his lips over yours “Tell me not to and I will never speak of this.” He vowed.

You couldn’t even say anything. You wanted this just as much as him. He grinned and leaned in pressing his lips against yours with a sense of purpose.

You felt his other hand find your waist as his other hand never left your cheek. You smiled into the kiss letting your hands find the hair on the back of his neck. He pulled you impossibly closer before he pulled his lips away while kepping you close.

You felt a massive smile form on your face without even realizing it.

“Merlin you’re stunning.”

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hello! can i request a smut with remus lupin x extrovert!reader? reader is very bubbly, extroverted, and popular and she's good friends with the other marauders. remus and her have been dating for a while and one time reader catches remus shirtless when she goes to visit him in his dorm and she starts having thots . . . she's actually been having thots for a while and they do it together (her first time? but not remus')

anyways, i understand if you can't get to this. have a good day and thanks from your fellow pan content creator <333

I've been DYING to write some Remus content and this is the perfect opportunity, so thank you anon :) I hope this covers everything you wanted in your request! warnings: smut, mix of soft and rough Remus, oral (f!receiving), wc: 2.5k

You're in the common room with Lily, occupying an armchair, your legs thrown over its edge while Lily takes up an entire couch, laying flat on her back. It was oddly silent in the common room, but you figured that it was due to the lack of marauders in the room. You let out a deep exhale and Lily giggles, turning onto her stomach before bringing up the topic of relationships.

You were both lucky enough to be in a long term relationship with the boys you'd been crushing on since the beginning of your time at Hogwarts. "So you and Remus... It's been almost a year." You blush, hands coming up to cover your face in embarrassment as you groan. "You guys still haven't done it... You'd tell me if you did right." You fish for one of the pillows under you to toss at Lily who shrieks, and sits up.

She shuffles closer to you, hugging the pillow to her chest and leaning towards you, her eyebrows raised suggestively. "Lily I want him so bad" You groan and the both of you break down laughing. "And what, he hasn't made a move?" You go impossibly more red, and hide your face in your hands once more, whining "No. He knows I'm a-" You cut yourself off, looking around, before continuing in a whisper, as though it was taboo. "A virgin. So he's waiting for me to make the move" Lily nods in understanding, a wide grin making its way onto her features.

She starts giggling again, and you jokingly shove her shoulder just as the portrait swings open, and the common room is welcomed with the booming laughter of your boyfriends and their two other companions. You both straighten up, trying to wipe the stupid smiles off your faces, and failing.

When Remus, James, Sirius and Peter approach you, you're still smiling, cheeks red from laughter, and trying to avoid eye contact with each other. "What's with you two?" Sirius asks as Remus dips his head down to kiss you, in synch with James' movements towards Lily. You try making space for Remus to sit beside you, but instead he just picks you up, taking your place and places you on his laps. Lily makes solid eye contact with you and clearly holds back a suggestive comment, cuddling into James' side, a hand rubbing her eyes, as if it would hide her smile.

James looks down at his girlfriend, eyebrows furrowed, and leans closer to whisper something to her. You shut your eyes, knowing exactly what she replies to him in a hushed tone, the rest of the marauders starting to get suspicious of her behaviour. James grins, and looks straight up at you. You shake your head in disappointment at your closest friend, but every thought flies out of the window when you feel Remus' fingers dip under your shirt to caress the soft skin of your waist. The movement is completely innocent and there are no other intentions behind it, but it gets you thinking about him again.

The fact that he hadn't changed his behaviour with you when he found out you were a virgin had taken you by surprise and somehow made Remus even more attractive in your eyes. His tendencies to pin you up against the door of his dorm and press his body impossibly close to yours as you made out hungrily only made you want him more, but he was just too respectful. You knew fully well how needy and horny he got before every full moon but he was just too respectful of your boundaries to do anything about it. You both loved and hated him for that same reason.

"You okay sweetheart?" Remus asks and you jump slightly at the feeling of his hot breath on your neck. You turn your head to face him and nod, smiling. He holds your gaze, the hand on your waist moving down to rest on your thigh, but your moment is broken by James, who jumps up, announcing "Well I'm off to get dressed for practice." Sirius nods, murmuring something incoherent and following James up. Peter gets up, leaving the common room to meet his girlfriend, and Remus sighs, saying something about changing out of his uniform. You nod, watching as your friends go up to their dorm, only to look back and meet Lily's gaze.

You avoid her relentless stare, bowing your head down to focus on your fiddling hands. It's only when James and Sirius come down from the stairwell leading up to their dorms that you look up again, and shooting one last quick look at Lily, who follows her boyfriend out of the common room, you get up. You knock twice on the boys' dorm room, waiting for Remus to call out "Come in!" And as soon as you do, your jaw drops.

You stare blatantly at your shirtless boyfriend who takes his time finding a jumper. At your silence, he turns to you, a silent chuckle leaving his lips. He proudly walks over to you and you have to will yourself to look up at his face instead of his shirtless figure. He raises a single eyebrow at you and you flush brightly, hands immediately going to his chest when he pushes you backwards against the closed door, hungrily kissing you, his tongue dipping into your mouth to claim control of the kiss. You moan, wrapping your arms around Remus' shoulders to deepen the kiss as his come down to tightly grip your ass. He breaks the kiss to start nibbling at the skin of your neck, and the little bits of your chest exposed by your shirt and he grinds into you, causing the both of you to moan.

He digs his head further into the crook of your neck, deeply inhaling your scent. His hands continue to roam your body and he groans, pressing his hips flush against yours for you to feel how hard he is. "Tell me when you want me to stop." He sighs, continuing to grind his hips against yours. You shook your head, causing him to look up and cried "No! Don't stop. Please don't stop."

At your comment, Remus completely separates himself from you, pulling a desperate whine from you. "What?" His palms are now flat against the door by your head and he looks at you straight in the eyes, as though looking for an answer in them. "Don't- I don't want you to stop." You breath out, a hand coming up to rub the back of your neck. "Y/n what are you- are you telling me what I think you're telling me?" He double checks, blinking a couple of times, and you nod.

"Please Remus, I want you to fuck me." And for the first time in your relationship, Remus' whole face goes red, and he licks his bottom lip before pulling you towards him by your wrist. You squeal, your arms wrapping around him when his own wrap around your waist, so he can pick you up and throw you onto his bed. He goes back to roughly kissing you, softly grunting as he rolls his hips into yours. Finally, he unzips his pants, looking at you with a silent question, and you grin, pulling your shirt over your head and throwing it somewhere. Remus blankly stares at your chest, his hands still on his trousers, and he shakes himself out of it, shimmying out of them before pouncing on you once more.

Remus gives attention to every inch of exposed skin on your body, pressing tiny kisses on your body and leaving a cold trail of saliva on you. His hands reach behind your back, and he fiddles with the clasp of your bra. You arch your back to make it easier for him, and when he finally undoes it, his hands go straight to cupping your tits and playing with them. He tugs at your nipples with you writhing under him, and puts one of them in his mouth, instantly beginning to suckle at it.

One of your hand trails down his back, digging your nails into his soft skin while the second grips his hair tightly. Remus groans when you tug at it, but continues his job of marking you as his. His hands start to wander again, this time finding themselves going lower and lower, until they trail under your skirt, fiddling with the hem of your underwear. His fingers hook themselves to the sides of your underwear and he slowly drags the fabric down your legs. His face dips under your skirt, and just as you move to prop yourself up on your elbows to see what happens, his biceps curl under your legs, pulling you towards him, and he buries his face in your cunt.

You cry out, Remus' tongue teasing your entrance as his nose bumps at your clit. You let your head fall back in pleasure, legs automatically trying to close shut when Remus switches to sucking and licking your clit, while his fingers start to dip inside you. His unoccupied hand is firmly pressed across your lower abdomen to keep your hips from bucking into his face. Slowly, he inserts one of his fingers inside your hole and you whimper, but Remus' hand on your stomach softly caresses your skin while he ensures your pleasure with his mouth. Another finger makes ints way inside you, and Remus begins to scissor them open inside you, stretching you out as you buck up into him.

Remus separates from your pussy to look up at you, and mutters a soft "You doing okay?" You nod, your eyes shut and you try adjusting yourself to his fingers. "No darling, I'm going to need a verbal response." You gasp the instant the discomfort from his fingers turn into pleasure and moan "Oh- I'm, I'm good." And Remus can't help but grin boyishly as the sight of you moaning on his fingers. He leans over, smashing his lips against yours, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue while he rotates his wrist in a way that keeps you desperate for him.

Finally, Remus completely pulls away from you, licking his fingers clean, while maintaining eye contact with you, and your eyes widen in shock. Remus sighs, running his eyes over your body and you self-consciously shut your legs, straightening up a little. He frowns, shaking his head. "No, come on, none of that." He places a hand on your knee, and your legs loosen up for him again. He smiles softly, both hands going back up to the waistband of his boxers. You gasp when his cock bounces up, slapping his stomach, and you're immediately thinking about how all of that's going to be inside of you.

Remus shuffles towards you and takes your last garment - your skirt - off. He starts rubbing your thighs with his big, veiny hands, and starts to reassure you. "Darling it'll be fine. It's going to be uncomfortable at the start, but I'm going to go easy on you, and if you want to stop, just say so." He looks at you, as though expecting a response, but you only shake your head at him. "Hey, remember what I said about needing words?" You nod quickly, then shake your head "Yeah I- sorry. No, it's okay."

Remus nods, lowering himself onto you and giving you a soft kiss on the lips. He's gentler now than he was before, slowly kissing you as he teases your entrance with the head of his cock. He only just realises how uncomfortably hard he's been this entire time and he groans, holding himself back from just sinking his whole cock into you. He pushes into you inch by inch, rocking back and forth to help you adjust to his size, while his hand tightly fists the rest of his dick. Your whimpers are swallowed by the kiss you share, and so are Remus' moans that come out every time you tug harshly on his hair, making him impossibly harder.

When he's completely inside you, he gives you a moment to get comfortable, and he bites his lip, his forehead falling against yours as his eyes tightly shut. It's his turn to whimper, the feeling of your tight pussy clamping on him practically begging him to start pounding into you. But he controls his urges, waiting for you to quietly give him the go ahead from under him. He exhales deeply and moans loudly when he starts to slowly roll his hips into yours, dragging his cock along your tight walls.

You let out a high pitched moan that has Remus drowning in pleasure, and his hand returns to your pussy, rubbing quick circles on your clit. "Shit." He whispers, when you beg him "Faster, please." And he does. He goes slightly faster, but it's enough to have you both nearing the edge. Remus connects your lips again, groaning into the kiss when your nails drag down his back, and the arm holding him up above you starts to shake. He focuses on your clit more, only slightly increasing his speed so you're both pushed over the edge at the same time.

"I'm so close. God sweetheart I can feel you squeezing me, are you gonna cum?" Whining at his words only encourages him to continue talking to you. "Be a good girl for me and cum on my cock. You're fucking making me crazy over here." And his words seem to have a positive effect on you by the way your leg twitches and your grip around him tightens. Remus holds back until your back is arching and you're screaming his name repeatedly for him to release inside you, his hips wildly rutting into you. He whimpers, leaning down to capture a nipple in his mouth and sucks hard.

He prolongs your orgasm by continuing to buck into you and rubbing your sensitive clit, until you're pushing him away from you. Remus pulls out, his hand coming up to fist his dick, cum dribbling down onto your stomach. You moan at the sight as you catch your breath, staring at your boyfriend, his eyes shut in pleasure and his untameable hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. When he rides out his orgasm, he collapses next to you on his stomach, catching his breath.

You giggle, turning around so you're laying on your stomach, and a hand comes up to rub Remus' back. "I think it's supposed to be the other way around" Remus chuckles, turning on his side and pulling you closer to him by the waist. You grin, returning the kiss he gives you, and humming in satisfaction. "How was that?" He asks quietly, suddenly shy as insecurity makes its way onto his face. "It was amazing." You reply, bringing him into another kiss, which he breaks too early. "How about you let me go run a bath for you?" He asks, without giving you time to answer before getting up from beside you.

Your eyes widen as you watch him walk away, angry red scratch marks on his back staring right back at you. Despite that, you let yourself fall back on his bed, a wide grin making its way on your face when you think back about what had just happened.

God, Lily is going to scream when you tell her.

[disasterchild20]

Meeting them for the first time (Boys)

James

Bump into each other after a Quidditch game

He accidentally walks into you while celebrating the win

"Sorry, Love, I didn't see you there."

"You need to get your glasses checked then."

Immediately loves your sense of humour

Get teased by Sirius for watching you walk away

Sirius

Gets paired with you for potions

Amazed by how good you are

"How come you never answer any of the questions Slughorn asks?"

"Hard to answer them when he clearly has favourites."

Asks for help with potions homework

You agreeing as long as it's in the kitchens

Remus

Helps get a book down off a shelf in the library for you

"Here, let me get that down for you."

"Thanks, I've been trying to get it down for at least ten minutes."

Asks you about the book

Two of you getting lost in the conversation

End up being kicked out by Madam Prince due to the library closing

Peter

You cover for him when he hides in a classroom cupboard after pulling a prank with the marauders

Surprised that you covered for him

"Why didn't you tell McGonagall where I was?"

"Eh, you guys always do funny pranks."

Thanks you at least three times

Brings you a bar of chocolate a couple of days later to say thank you again

Evan

Bumps into you on the train

Knocks you to the floor by accident

"Didn't know I could make someone fall for me so easily."

"When you're not paying attention, it's easy."

Helps you to your feet, smiling at your attitude

Apologises and buys you something from the trolly

Regulus

Sits next to you in Charms

Doesn't really pay attention to you until he sees how meticulous your notes are

"Your notes are meticulous."

"Thanks, it helps when it comes to revising and homework."

Asks if you'd be willing to revise with him in the library

You agree, telling him that you're there everyday between last class and dinner

Barty

Gets paired with you in Defence Against the Dark Arts

Cocky until you manage to get him to the floor easily

"How... How did you do that?"

"It's easy when you know the theory like the back of your hand."

Asks you if you could teach him

You agree as long as he brings sweets as 'payment'

Severus

Sits opposite you in library when everywhere else is full

Notices your text books are covered in notes

"You take notes in your text book?"

"I add stuff that it misses, you'd be surprised how much they miss."

Smiles slightly, realising that you do the same as him

Asks if you want to compare notes

Frank

Finds you in the greenhouse working on the plants

"Sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here."

"That's alright, I was just tending to the venomous tentacula

Immediately asks you about your favourite plant

Two of you discussing plants for the next hour

Lends you his book on rare plants

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relationship headcanon with Peter

Peter Maximoff\Quicksilver(X-Men) x reader

notes: I still have a strong hyperfixation on Peter, and I'm still stupidly in love with this mutant, I miss Peter in real life(

warning: bad english, silly fluff, mention of the reader being Xavier's adopted child (very briefly), possibly OOC Xavier lol, mention of movie plots (not too much), some mention of self-hatred (Peter), daddy Issues, mention of depressive episodes

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★ imagine that you met him when you pulled Eric out of the Pentagon (and imagine that Xavier is your adoptive father), well, he flirted with you a lot and persistently and, well, maybe Xavier wanted to kill him a little (?) (yes, in my headcanons Xavier this is exactly the kind of father, please don’t hit me)

★ but nevertheless, you decided to stay and not fly to Paris, or rather, it was your father who decided, he thought it was better to leave you with a teenage guy (SOS SOS NO BOYS ❗❗❗) than to put you in danger (especially considering that Eric is on board)

★ and you decided to hang out with Peter, like you were bored and he seemed like a nice guy and you both listened to Pink Floyd, so why not?

★ you hung out all day, and it was a great day, you did literally everything you could and perhaps also became a kleptomaniac (Peter seems to be a very bad influence on you)

★ you separated, but decided to continue communicating, although you were gradually moving away because of your studies, helping your father, etc., but for some reason you missed Peter, he seemed so familiar, it was so easy with him, and even despite the fact that he was always flirting (with everyone), he did not cross the boundaries and, in principle, seemed not tojust like all the other boys.

★ and then the apocalypse, Peter told you that he is Eric's son, and much more. so much has happened lately that you didn’t even understand when it all ended and when Peter decided to stay at school, but you were glad for this coincidence of circumstances.

★ you had time to catch up, which you were both very happy about, and Peter definitely fell first and harder.

★ he decided to hide it because, well, he’s clearly not in your league, you clearly could have someone better and cooler and more beautiful than him, Peter didn’t even understand why you were friends with him.

★ but you definitely fell in love with this gray-haired kleptomaniac, and unlike him, you didn’t think for a long time and almost immediately confessed your feelings to him. In general, it’s so banal, but you started dating.

★ uhh he is definitely a very gentle and sensitive lover, he is 100% master of all types of love, he will tell you forever about how much he loves you and how beautiful\handsome you are even if nothing has changed about you:

—god, baby! you are so beautiful\handsome today, you are simply beautiful\handsome!

—Peter, literally nothing has changed since last day.

—shh, it doesn’t matter, you’re always stunning.

★ baby, darling, ray of light, my love, etc. - absolutely all pet names Peter will use in relation to you.

★ he will hug you forever, like.. constantly, sometimes some mutants think that you have already grown together (children constantly shout “EWW”)

★ he will definitely buy you something (steal), like literally you just mentioned that you want (something) and the next second he’s standing there with it lol.

★ he is still a person with his own feelings and thoughts, so sometimes you have to calm him down from attacks of self-flagellation and self-hatred, you tell him that he is great, that he is the best person on earth, etc., and he will definitely cry.

★ continuing on this topic, he still has not told his father that he is his son, and he suffers greatly from this, either because of the all-consuming desire to say it or because of some subconscious resentment towards Eric. you will definitely support him in any case and listen to his thoughts on this matter.

★ he just lies his head on your lap and talks about his feelings and experiences, and you just stroke his head, combing his soft hair.

★ but don’t worry, this is not a one-sided game, he also supports you and will do everything (and when I say everything I mean ABSOLUTELY everything) to make you happy and if you need to distract you from all your worries.

★ if you have depressive episodes, he will do all the housework for you, clean, cook, even if he needs to take you to the bathroom and wash your hair, you are the best thing that has happened to him, a small thing can do this to you, regarding how much love there is you give it to him.

★ sometimes he thinks that he is unworthy of you and you always scold him (kindly) for these thoughts, because why does he even think so, he is the best boy on earth, this should not be in doubt.

★ you ship your fathers as a joke (SORRY—)

★ remembering Xavier by the way, at some point he accepted that you were together, although he still tries to take care of you (and it seems to you that he threatened Peter a couple of times, saying something like “if I hear even one bad thought about my child in your head..." )

★ btw, I have headcanons of Peter's jealousy.

★ almost every evening you have a kissing session while watching a movie, no matter what, after 5 minutes they will already forget about film.

★ dates in arcade machines are the best that could be, in principle, every date with Peter is the best that could be.

★ to summarize, Peter is the best (anyone doubted?), He is the best thing that could happen in this life. he's definitely 37637262726\10.

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god I love Peter, I want him in real life or his kinnie in my life (please if you are Peter's kinn text me—)

sorry if there are mistakes here, I wrote this very sleepy :(

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the oc.

• “quiet, baby” - r.a **

• labyrinth - r.a

marvel.

this is me trying - p.p

for whom the bell tolls - p.p

teenage fever - p.p

hollow prayers - p.p

stranger things.

RIP 2 my youth - lumax

911

how to save a life - e.b

you found me - e.b (can be seen as pt 2 to htsal)

cowboy like me - e.b

lost in the fire - e.b

boyfriends - e.b

sweet nothing - e.b

this town - e.b

how you get the girl - e.d

how to disappear - e.b

the feels - e.b

head over heels - e.b

cardigan - e.d

wasteland, baby! - e.b

here with me - e.b

put a little love on me - e.b

must be love - e.b

night changes - e.d

love. - e.d

slipping through my fingers - e.b

falling in reverse - e.d

la vie en rose - e.b

love grows (where my rosemary goes) - e.b

hold on to me - e.d

solitude - e.b

dreaming of you - e.b

arms of a stranger - e.b

chasing pavements - e.d

all too well - e.d

medicine - e.b

kids - b.n

mr. rager - e.d

mr rager cont. - e.b

fallen - e.b

are you with me - e.b

are you with me cont. - e.b

pity party - e.b **

lover - e.b

sos - e.d

waves - e.b

come back, be here - e.b

next step - e.b

skyfall - e.b

heart like yours - e.b

let the light in - e.d

genius (skyfall cont.) - e.b

lovin’ on you - e.b

boyfriend - e.b

this love - e.b

what was i made for - e.b

delicate - e.b

begin again - e.b

you belong with me - e.b

i can see you - e.b

dancing with our hands tied - e.b

happier - e.b

look after you - e.d

the last time - e.d

bad omens - e.b

clean - e.b

you get me so high - e.b

how to never stop being sad - e.b

no time to die - e.d

close to you - e.b

something in the orange - e.b

i wish you were sober - e.b

something pretty - e.b

santa baby - e.b

i think he knows - e.b

in for it - e.b

outside i keep it quiet - e.b

suburban legends (pt.1) - r.p

connections - o.s

the summer i turned pretty.

meet me at our spot - c.f

mirrorball - c.f

champagne & sunshine - c.f **

matilda - c.f

don’t blame me - c.f

dress - c.f **

electric touch - c.f

false prophets - j.f

hc for cam cameron!!

hc for conrad fisher!!

you are in love - s.c

tv - c.c

midnight rain - s.c

home for the holidays - c.f

going, going, gone - c.f

going, going, gone pt. 2 - c.f

jonah hauer-king

i got you babe - j.h.k

meltdown - j.h.k

bring me to life - p.e

you’re losing me - j.h.k

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Franken/Kyle Spencer A-Z

A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

•Kyle loves taking care of you, he thinks it's his job

•No matter what or how much you do he will hold you tight, borderline too tight just trying to keep you close and make sure you're alright

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

•Kyle doesn't have a favorite body part of his, he actually has quite a few issues with the body he lives in, considering most of it isn't his

•Kyle loves every single inch of you, he adores holding your hands, lives for kissing your lips and would kill just to squeeze your ass one last time before death

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disgusting person)

•Kyle loves finishing on you, he's practically hard wired (even post death) as a frat boy not to finish inside of you, even if he loves that too

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

•He tries to hide how much he wants to throw you around

•Kyle has had problems with his strength and he's afraid to hurt you, however he wants more than anything to pin you down and have his way with you

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

•As a frat boy he had enough experience, though he also had quite a bit of trauma

•He has to relearn quite a lot and while he knows what he's doing he has to relearn how to be gentle, slow, careful, or whatever you need from him, though he's entirely worth it

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

•Kyles favorite position is missionary, he wants to see your face and gage your reactions, he loves knowing that he's making you feel as good as he does, it makes him feel accomplished, that he's done his job taking care of you

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

•Once he gets comfortable with you he can have moments of goofy, borderline childishness when trying to make you laugh or smile

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

•He's trimmed but he doesn't do anything more than that

•The hair on his head however is messy and adorable at all times

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

•It takes him a while to get romance, he wasn't bad at it before he died but relearning that took a bit of time for him

•Once he gets the hang of it, he thrives at giving you the romantic nights and making you feel special

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

•Always

•Loves It

•Constantly!!

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

•Anal-is a big one that Kyle begs to try for a while before you give in

•Switch-Kyle loves being in charge with you but he also enjoys it when you take control and tell him what to do

L = Location (Favorite places to do the deed)

•Kyle prefers a bed, your bed

•He doesn't like others looking at you so being anywhere but your room doesn't happen a lot at all

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

•Kyle almost seems like a teenager discovering sex for the first time every day

•He doesn't need motivation, he's always ready and waiting for you

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

•Anything that causes you pain

•Kyle already has trouble when it comes to hurting people and animals, his strength is a major issue and hurting you is something he's terrified of doing so please don't ask him to

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

•Giving

•Kyle loves hearing the sounds you make when he goes down on you, it may be his favorite thing in the world

•If you allowed him to he would do it for hours and never stop for air, listening to your whimpers and squeals, holding down your twitching hips

•God he loves the taste of your pussy

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

•He was very fast at first, feeling the need to rut into you frantically until you slowed him

•He actually quite enjoys slow, passionate sex, watching the expressions on your face change is fascinating to him learning what movements make you scrunch up your nose adorably or make you moan like an overzealous porn star

•Fast, slow, rough, sensual, whatever you need that day is what Kyle will give you, he wants to please you however you need, he has a need to make you happy after everything you’ve done to take care of him…and he loves your pussy with a passion

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

•Everyday

•All the time

•Sometimes living in a school for witches you only have 5 minutes here and there and Kyle is determined to always make the most of them

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

•He enjoys trying new things with you and he'll try just about anything you want

•You only ever risked doing it anywhere but your room once though, Kyle hates the idea of people seeing your body

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

•He has a crazy amount of stamina

•Kyle can last for several hours before he even needs a break let alone has to call it quits

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

•He's not a huge fan of toys but he'll give them a try if you want him to

•He likes your vibrator, placing it against your clit while he fucks you gives you both an ungodly amount of pleasure

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

•Every once in a while Kyle will tease you but he's more of a dive straight into it sort of guy

•His foreplay was abysmal in the beginning but he got much better at it knowing how happy it made you

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

•Kyle is definitely a grunter

•He's not usually all that loud but if he gets lost in the moment he can really get there

W = Wild Card (Get a random Headcanon for the character of your choice)

•Kyle surprised you with how snuggly he is, especially with how angry and growly he is all the time

•He loves resting his head on your belly and wrapping his arms around you, curling up and loving the feel of you playing with his hair

•Your personal Frankenstein is adorable

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

•6 1/2 inches

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

•Kyle has a high sex drive, he's always desperate for you and you don't make it easy on him

•Every time you wear those cute shorts that can’t even be called pants he's so hard it hurts and so needy for you

Z = ZZZ (... how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

•It's rare that he falls asleep before you considering his stamina however when he does you enjoy just watching him for a bit

•Usually you fall asleep before him and Kyle is quick to snuggle you against his chest and nuzzle his face into your hair

•He takes these kinds of moments to thank whatever deity exists in the world for letting him come back and experience true happiness with you

[jamesbetch]

The Return Of Time Masterlist

Synopsis - Lucerys Regulus Black. The son of accused murderer and fugitive, Sirius Black, and mentally unstable and insane, Sofia Black. While the entire wizarding world knew his story, they didn’t care enough to actually speak of it. He wasn’t important enough to be remembered like Harry Potter. The Chosen One. No, he was just the kid who was at risk because of a prophecy but ultimately ended up surviving at the sake of his father being imprisoned and his mother being tortured into insanity. Years later, in what was supposed to be his seventh year, the Golden Quartet are at Hogwarts after destroying several Horcruxes, determined to kill Voldemort. But what happens when Lucerys Black, the possible chosen one, is hit with a spell while holding a rare object he found in the Room of Requirement. Or In which Lucerys Black is sent back in time and is forced to help his dad finally land a date with his mum.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

A/N: The story is also published in wattpad (link below) if you are interested in reading it there! Please comment, like, and repost <3

https://www.wattpad.com/story/364211659-the-return-of-time

[hoeheaven]

Happy Holidays! Love from Peter, Monica, Nova & Magnus🎄🕎✨

(Lightspeed AU)

[nobitchs-world]

Me: I love horror movie slashers

My scary ass if I ever saw them:

[jamisonsss]

Me: hates o/c fics, thinks they’re cringy, will never read them, avoids them like the plague.

Also me: writes o/c fic

Yeah. Nobody hates myself more then me for that.

[theprenderelliepalace]

Summary: Lily Evans has noticed something odd. Her fifth year was nothing new. She still hated James Potter's friends just as much as she hated James Potter, but she had a new problem... Sirius Black seems to be falling for the wrong girl without anybody noticing. What does a villain like Black have to offer a girl like Laine Crowley, and why does Lily care so much?

Word count: 1.3k words

Warnings: Some light ruckus (of the teenage kind), Lily being a bit of a pick-me-girl(sorry!)

Observing Laine Crowley Mauraders AU

Eventual Sirius x Oc and Lily x James, Laine can be x reader if you like, Laine is also an Animagus (common English Starling)

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Pt 1

In the opinion of Lily Evans, James Potter was a pig and Sirius Black was a deplorable villain.

The only two males of the most desirable gang of reprobates in Hogwarts she was remotely okay with were Remus Lupin - a quiet, if not lovely young man, and Peter Pettigrew, yet another fly caught in Potters horrid influence. Yet the fifth member of these horrible pranksters, completely confused her.

Sure, Laine Crowley had gotten on the Hogwarts express with the same timid look as Lily had in first year. Sure Laine Crowley was almost always top of her class like Lily was. Sure, the two girls were not in the least friends, but for heavens sake, why on earth was she bosom buddies with the likes of Potters crew?

Laine had been thick as thieves with those boys ever since their first Hallowe'en at Hogwarts and Lily had never known why.

Now she sat in a particularly rowdy Transfigurations class in her fifth year, watching the rambunctious girl impress the entire class with her skill and charm, quite literally Lily thought, as Crowley took the small rat- turned pin cushion - into the air with an alarming speed. Her spell barely uttered, as she shoved it across the room with a simple flick of the wrist at a vile Slyrherin girl who had almost decapitated her rat in one foul swoop. The class erupted in outrage on one side and applause on the other.

Lily grimaced as the boys patted her on the back and made jovial excuses as McGonagall bore her full wrath down on the girl. It was here that Lily noticed the first of many inconsistencies. This girl, usually so competent, confidant and a prime example of Grifindoor pride was squirming under Sirius Black's warm gaze. Lily sat up straighter in her chair, peering over the shoulders of cackling Grifindoors.

The indestructible Laine Crowley was as red as a beetroot and nobody was noticing! Lily's mouth fell agape at the scene before her. The handsome, if not scruffy Black had a tender hand on Laine's shoulder, with an award-winning smile plastered on his face from ear to ear. Crowley shoved him off her, her usual bravado spilling out in waves as she was hauled from between Potter and Black by McGonagall, she said something with a cheeky wink up at their fuming professor and then she was gone. The boys in utter hysterics, including Remus, who was hunched over his 'Transformation Ages, a History' textbook, cackling. Lily groaned. She happened to set her sights on Sirius again after her dramatic eye roll. He was staring at the classroom door, rather uncharacteristically. This struck look on his face. He may as well have had big hearts taped over his eyes.

Lily was appalled. She was disgusted. She was infinitely curious. She decided then and there that she needed to get closer to the situation if she really wanted to discern the true nature of this strange development.

As she was mulling over her options, she caught James' eye. He smiled brilliantly up at her. She shoved her nose right back into her textbook, just as McGonagall re-entered her classroom. Lily was very glad that her textbook was rather staunch in stature and blocked her view, else as McGonagall took another 15 points from Grifindoor while James was crooning up at the redhead, he would've seen the hot blush in her cheeks and the nervous tremor on her lips.

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It was in the following days that Lily found she was running into Laine more and more. She eventually discovered that she was purposely running into the girl without knowing it. Lily ran a frustrated hand through her fringe. Watching from afar as this group she seemed to have a habit of stalking was taking break in a very populated court yard.

She sat with Marleen and Dorcas, who were in a heated debate about something Charms related. She wasn't listening though. She was watching Sirius and James sword fight with two ends of discarded broomsticks -stolen, clearly. Sirius turned to Laine after his triumphant victory, saying something that made her giggle in a flustered 2nd year sort-of-way. Then she watched him say something that made her throw her shoe at him.

Lily had noticed that they were dumb when it came to each other. Sirius flirted with every girl he saw, Laine ignored him. Laine flirted with Sirius, he ignored her. Laine, never mind flirting, if the girl even spoke to another bloke, Lily watched Sirius explode with what she supposed was some heinous.

They fought like cat and dog, they bickered at every turn and yet- Lily sat with her brows furrowed and her chin in her palm- they were looking at each other like lovestruck puppies. Lily noted that that was sort of the pattern with these two.

She didn't really understand why, but it irked her. Some deep chord within her twinged every time she looked at this popular pair. She looked over at Potter. She smiled. Wouldn't it be nice if he was like that? Lily statled. Like what? She shook her head violently. Standing up so fast that Marleen almost had a heart attack. She strode away without answering her worried friends pestering.

She reached her destination faster than she expected. No. She thought. Not Potter. And she would prove it. "Laine."

"Nah Pads, you're much more like, what his name again?- Ah! Alfarro the untimely- ah, Evans?" The girls laugh died, her smile dropped. Her brow quirked up in a surprisingly cute, rare vulnerability. "Uhm, what cann'I do fer ya?"

James jumped out of his skin before he jumped up from his precarious position in Crowleys lap. The witch grumbled at the obviously painful jerk of motion. Lily noted in the ensuing chaos Sirius' rush to his knees to fluster over her, glaring - again uncharacteristically- at his best mate. She shooed him away before James managed to conjour up something to say to the perturbed redhead.

"Lily! My darling flower. What can i do for you on this lovely morning hmm?" He swept his hair out of his face, maybe to help his brain work better, maybe to look attractive. Lily had to admit that he had done neither. He smiled dashingly at her. She glanced down to her real target.

"Laine. Sorry to bug you. Can I speak to you for a minute?" She gave the girl a sweetly apologetic look. Laine now looked even more confused. Pausing in her background assault on her very obvious crush.

"Well I don't know Evans... I've uh, gotta study before classes start..." James turned his head to look round at her. Lily couldn't see the look on his face, but Laine turned as white as a sheet as she stared at him. Lily imagined James must look absolutely terrifying behind his mop of hair.

Lily marched over, hauled Laine up by the arm only to glance at Black on her way up. She nodded her head at him.

"Red." He managed with a skeptical brow. She turned back to the task at hand. At Laines severe protest she turned to the girl again.

"Only take a moment." She hummed. Laine went silent and dully trodded along with her kidnapper until they reached a secluded corridor. Lily spun around alarmingly, realized she was still clutching onto the girls arm and promptly backed away. She watched Laines arm fall to her side. Just as she was about to speak, incredulity evident on her face, Lily beat her to it. "Have lunch with me this weekend. Three Broomsticks. I think it'll be safer there."

"Safer? What- Lily what on earth are you on about? Just tell me!" Laine was bewildered, but by now she simply growing irritated.

Lily shook her head. "No, no. Listen it's nothing really. Just, if you want, let me tell you over a Buttetbeer. It might interest you." She was being sneaky and she knew it. Sneaky and mean, but she had to know.

"O-okay. Whatever. 12.00 sharp?" Gotcha. Lily nodded. Laine turned away and headed back to the courtyard. She looked over her shoulder at Lily, who had also promptly turned and was headed towards her next class. Laine sighed.

What the hell was Prongs going to do when she got back?

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End of part 1

PART 2 COMING SOON

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Reposting this without my expressed consent is a serious violation of the law and will be delt with accordingly

All rights are reserved to their original owners

BTW, Alfarro the Untimely is a fictional 300 year old wizard who was renound for failing miserably at swordsmanship and wizardry. He died at the hands of his own sword whilst fighting a goat...

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[moonymoodz]

Damnatio Memoriæ

The one with the last ride

Pairing : Sirius Black x Fem!OriginalCharacter.

Wordcount: 4.1k

Genre : Angst, you know the deal. Action, mystery?

Context : School’s out, for good. Nothing in their way. Only, the gang’s very last ride aboard the Hogwarts Express takes an unexpected turn.

Disclaimer : I’m not a native English Speaker so there might be some mistakes. Tough shit.

Masterlist

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Saturday, June 30th 1978

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The train wasn’t the only thing eager to leave.

The Hogsmeade Station platform hummed with its usual chaos, students running between the towering piles of luggage. The Hogwarts Express loomed red and shining, ready to take the students back to London, but Sirius was focused on something else.

He was leaning against a pillar, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the crowd as though willing her to appear. The restless energy that usually kept him in motion had shifted, pooling low in his stomach, a strange mix of anticipation and unease.

“Would you relax?” James clapped him on the shoulder with a grin. “You know her, she loves an entrance.”

Sirius huffed, his lips twitching despite himself.

“What do you reckon Dumbledore wanted with her?” Peter asked, his sweaty brow furrowed as he struggled to drag his trunk onto the platform.

“Probably giving her some fancy award for graduating top of the class,” Marlene pitched in, rolling her eyes as she leaned casually against the side of the train.

“Or trying to talk her into reconsidering that internship with Professor Twigs,” Remus added.

“Whatever it is, I’m sure she’ll be here soon,” Lily said, nudging Sirius gently.

The boy nodded but didn’t reply. The truth was, he’d been nervous—an unusual feeling for what was meant to be a day of celebration, the start of something. The first day of their lives beyond Hogwarts. For the first time, there would be no goodbyes at King’s Cross, no forced smiles as they waved each other off for the summer. No. This time, Cordelia would come home with him, to the Potters’ house, and from there, they would simply figure things out, one day at a time.

The sharp whistle of the train pulled him back to the present. The last students were climbing aboard, their laughter and shouts blending with the scrape of trunks and the rush of steam. James stuck his head out of a window, grinning like the devil himself.

“Oi, Pads, if you don’t get a move on, you’ll be stuck sitting on Wormy’s lap!”

Sirius was about to curse his best friend out—but then he heard it.

The sharp click of her shoes against the pavement, a distinct rhythm he’d memorized over the years without realizing it. He straightened before he even saw her.

There she was.

Cordelia de Valois cut through the platform like a blade. Her posture was perfect, as always, though Sirius couldn’t help but notice her movements lacked their usual ease, her steps too deliberate, as though she were walking a tightrope no one else could see.

“Didn’t think I’d miss our final ride out of here, did you?” she called lightly, her voice carrying just enough to reach him. The faintest ghost of a smile flickered on her lips but didn’t linger.

“Took you long enough!” James called out from the window, grinning.

The girl barely acknowledged him, her gaze flicking briefly to Sirius before she brushed past him and onto the train.

Cordelia strode through the narrow corridor so quickly that her boyfriend struggled to keep up. As she reached the group’s compartment, she slipped into the seat by the window without a word, her head leaning against the glass as though she needed the cool surface to anchor her.

“So,” James said, dropping onto the bench opposite her with a dramatic flourish. “What did old Dumblebee want with you?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Cordelia replied, her tone light but her face unmoving.

“Ooooh, secrets between you and the big man?” Marlene teased, her legs swinging over the edge of the bench.

“Something like that,” Cordelia murmured, shifting in her seat.

“Well do let him know to let you leave on time next time,” Dorcas smirked.

Sirius didn’t miss a beat, plopping down beside Cordelia, his knee brushing hers as he leaned in with a grin. « Uh-uh, Meadowes, there won’t be a next time. »

He grabbed Peter’s arm suddenly, causing the smaller boy to yelp as Sirius pointed theatrically at his watch. “Ladies and gents, it is officially four o’clock. Do you know what that means?”

The others exchanged looks, eyebrows raised, but no one answered. The school year was officially over. They were no longer Hogwarts students.

“It means,” Sirius declared, his voice a touch louder, “no more detentions. No more homework. No more sneaking out—or sneaking back in. No more lectures, no more professors, no more bloody ticking clock hanging over our heads.” He wiggled his eyebrows, the grin widening. “From now on, it’s just us. And I say we’ve got all the time in the world.”

James snorted, resting his head lazily against Lily’s shoulder. “Not that we’ll use it wisely.”

The group chuckled, light and carefree, and Sirius’s gaze flicked back to Cordelia, waiting for her to tease him or roll her eyes the way she always did.

She didn’t.

Her dark eyes shifted toward him, and for a moment, she almost smiled. Almost. But then her gaze slid past him.

“Mmh,” she hummed faintly. The train jolted beneath them, the whistle splitting the air as they left the station behind. “All the time in the world. »

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Laughter rippled through the compartment, but Sirius wasn’t paying attention. His gaze kept flicking toward Cordelia, who sat by the window, one hand resting lightly on the frame. She hadn’t joined in on the banter once since the train had left the station, and the faint lines of tension around her mouth hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Sirius hesitated, the easy grin slipping from his face. Then, as if deciding the silence had lasted too long, he nudged her gently. The movement was small, but she almost flinched, her shoulders jerking slightly as she turned toward him.

Leaning in, his voice dropped low, meant only for her. “Everything alright?” he murmured.

For a moment, she just looked at him, her lips parting as though she might answer. But instead, she shifted suddenly, brushing her palms over her skirt as she stood. “I think I need some air,” she said, her voice quiet but firm.

Sirius straightened immediately, already halfway out of his seat. “I’ll come with you—”

“No.” The word came too quickly, sharp enough to draw a flicker of surprise across his face. Her hand softened the moment, brushing against his arm. “I just—need to move around a bit. I’m getting a little queasy, that’s all.”

Lily raised an eyebrow from her place near the door. “Let’s open the window a crack. It’s too stuffy in here anyway.”

« No need, » Cordelia shook her head, her smile tight, « I could use the walk. »

For a moment, Sirius didn’t move, his hand lingering on the bench as if he might insist.

“I’ll be back in a minute,” she added softly before he could argue any further. She glanced at the others before stepping into the corridor and sliding the door shut behind her.

The compartment felt quieter after she left, despite the steady murmur of the train.

« Okay, » James leaned back in his seat, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, « Is it just me, or has Cord been acting a bit—I don’t know. Odd?”

“She’s fine,” Sirius snapped, the words bursting out of him like a nervous twitch.

The others turned to look at him.

“She’s just tired, that’s all,” he added quickly, his voice softer now, though his foot tapped restlessly against the floor. “It’s been a long year.”

Dorcas leaned back against the door, her arms crossed. “Well, she has been unusually quiet today—.”

“I told you she’s fine,” Sirius interrupted again as he ran a hand through his hair and slouched back into his seat. She was fine. She had to be fine. Everything was supposed to be fine. They were getting a fresh start, leaving behind the shadows of their families, the wars brewing outside Hogwarts, the lies, the masks, all the expectations that clung to their blood like chains.

This was freedom. This was their moment.

And she was just fine.

“She’s got a lot on her plate,” Lily said softly, her green eyes flicking to Sirius. “With the whole— you know—» She trailed off, as though unwilling to say the words aloud: The family. The engagement. The war. The universe essentially having a field day pulling her apart.

Marlene stretched her legs out, her boots knocking against James’s shins. “I can’t imagine how hard it must be.»

Sirius held back a scoff. Hard. As much as he loved his friends, they clearly didn’t have a clue what they were talking about. Hard. He’d essentially been through it too—once—and hard was certainly not the word he’d use to describe it.

Liberating, for sure. Truly, completely exhilarating was more like it.

And yet—Marlene’s words made the skin around his throat itch.

Had it?

Had it been hard? It seemed like a lifetime had gone by since he’d walked out on his family and never looked back, and he had since avoided thinking too much about that night. Perhaps it had been—slightly difficult. Gut-wrenching, really. But there’s no use dwelling on the past— all he knew now was that it was the best decision he’d ever made. And she would come to feel the same way.

Right?

Yeah. Of course she would.

“I mean,” Marlene continued, leaning forward. “Having to walk away from all of it for—”

He shook the thought away, sitting up straighter. “Can we just—” he said, his voice low and tense, “drop it?”

An awkward silence settled over the group, tension crackling faintly in the air.

Dorcas broke it, sitting up straighter. « I should go check on her, » she said, moving towards the door

« Sit, » Sirius snapped again, and the room froze. « She’ll be back in a minute. »

Dorcas hesitated, her mouth opening slightly like she wanted to argue. It wasn’t in her habits to listen to Sirius Black, but surprisingly, she sank back into her seat.

Remus, ever the peacemaker, cleared his throat and pulled a deck of cards from his bag. “Alright. How about we play something to pass the time before we’re all roped into another round of James’s Quidditch sermons.”

Lily gave him a grateful smile, and James tossed a balled-up wrapper at him.

The conversation picked up again, lighter this time, but Sirius didn’t join in. His gaze remained fixed on the compartment door, his fingers twitching faintly on his knee.

Yes. Of course. She’d be back in a minute. She’d be back in a minute and they would all be fine.

Only—

The way she’d pulled away from him on the platform. The tightness in her voice when she said she needed air. The look she’d given him—like she was holding something back, something heavy enough to bury them all.

Sirius stared at the door, the laughter and chatter of his friends blurring into white noise around him.

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As time went by, the cards slapped down on the table, their edges curling slightly from wear. Marlene leaned in, her elbows on her knees, staring at the pile as though she could will it to explode in her favor.

“Your turn, Lupin,” she said, her tone clipped.

Remus adjusted his cards, his face calm but his lips twitching faintly, a clear tell he was about to make his move. Sirius didn’t notice. He was slouched in his seat, his own cards fanned loosely in his hand, his gray eyes still fixed on the compartment door. It had been ten minutes—no, fifteen—since Cordelia had walked out, and though the conversation in the compartment had returned to its usual rhythm, Sirius’s mind hadn’t followed.

“Pads, you’re up,” James said, flicking the edge of a card against the table.

“Hmm?” the boy replied, still elsewhere.

Remus sighed, leaning back dramatically. « It’s your turn. Any time today.»

« Oh,» Sirius blinked, looking at his hand as though seeing it for the first time, « Right. »

« Great, » Dorcas snorted. « He’s bloody useless. Should’ve known better than to let him play.”

Before Sirius could retort, the compartment door slid open, and a bright voice broke through the hum of idle conversation.

“I get winners.”

The group turned as one. Cordelia stood in the doorway with a smile, tossing two chocolate frogs into James’s lap and one at Marlene’s head, who ducked just in time.

“And before I forget—» she added, tossing a small bag onto the table. It landed with a soft thud and spilled open, revealing a handful of colorful, slightly dusty little balls. Trick bombs. It was the exact kind she’d spent most of Year 6 confiscating from students after the four troublemakers had decided it would be a brilliant idea to sell these inside a thousand year old castle. A thriving business, though it didn’t last long. « For you lot. »

“No way,” Remus said, picking one up and turning it over. “Where did you even—”

« Consider it a parting gift from Filch,» Cordelia interrupted, « figured I’d make good use of my prefect privileges one last time. »

« You are a bloody saint, Cord, » James said excitedly.

She stepped fully into the compartment, her mood seemingly lighter than before. She crossed the small space and, to everyone’s surprise, dropped herself onto Sirius’s lap without hesitation.

Sirius raised an eyebrow, his hands automatically settling on her waist. “Well, hello.”

“Don’t get used to it,” she said airily, plucking the cards from his hand. “You’re losing, and it’s embarrassing. I’ve come to the rescue. »

“Oh, have you now?”

She ignored him, scanning his cards and humming thoughtfully. Sirius leaned in, resting his chin on her shoulder. His teeth grazed her neck playfully, earning a quiet laugh.

“You’re distracting me,” she said, nudging him with her elbow.

“Good,” he murmured, the corner of his mouth twitching.

The others groaned in unison.

« Merlin’s beard, would you two get a bloody room? » James groaned, shoving a chocolate frog into his mouth and chewing dramatically.

Dorcas laughed, her voice half-mocking. « Honestly. You’d think they’d spent 10 years apart, not ten minutes. »

« Some of us are trying to focus here, » Marlene added, squinting at her cards.

« All right, all right, » Sirius shot back, though the corner of his mouth twitched. For a moment, the compartment felt like it always had—full of banter and the weightless kind of chaos that belonged to those who still believed, however briefly, that their world wasn’t about to fall apart. Everything felt easy again and, briefly, it was as if the knot of tension in his chest loosened.

Or so he thought.

It wasn’t until her head tilted back, her laughter mingling with the others’, that Sirius’s grin faltered as he finally caught a glimpse of her face.

Of course, he would be the one to notice it.

It was a smile Sirius had seen on Cordelia a hundred times before—but not here. Not like this.

This—was the smile she wore at pureblood galas and other distasteful social functions. There was no doubt about it. It was the same expression she’d use when her mother introduced her to some family acquaintance as though she were an antique vase to be appraised—the smile she’d perfected for meaningless compliments and stifling small talk.

It was polished, practiced, but completely, utterly fake.

The realization hit him like a sucker punch to the gut, and he once again found himself questioning his own sanity.

“Your turn, Pads,” Moony said, nudging him out of his thoughts.

Sirius blinked, his focus snapping back to his cards, lying in Cordelia’s hands.

His grip on her waist tightened slightly, and he opened his mouth to say something—but stopped himself. Not here. Not now.

Instead, he leaned closer, pressing his forehead to the crook of her neck. He inhaled deeply, the familiar scent of her hair grounding him.

« So, what do you say? » she challenged with a smile as she fiddled with the cards. She didn’t seem to notice the way his expression had darkened, and if she had, she never let it show. « Shall we bring them to their knees? »

He examined her features for a beat, unsure. «Well, » he eventually spoke glancing once more at the cards in her hands, « It’s you move, Cord. Don’t let me regret it.»

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A couple of hours had passed by and the train still glided smoothly through the endless green of the Scottish countryside. Though the sun had set, the air in the compartment remained hot, laced with the sticky sweetness of chocolate. Peter, Dorcas and Marlene had made the smart decision of moving to a nearby compartment, hoping to take a brief nap. All that was left of their earlier presence were the cards and candy wrappers strewn across the seats, abandoned in the lazy aftermath of overindulgence.

James groaned theatrically, slumping further into Lily’s side. « you’re gonna have to carry me off the train,” he mumbled. “I think my body’s shutting down.”

“Perhaps you should have listened when I said eating 20 chocolate frogs in one go was a terrible idea,” Lily said, rolling her eyes, though her hand rose to card gently through his hair. “So—no, I will not be carrying you, » she added, eliciting a groan from her boyfriend who was paling by the minute.

« Still worth it,» he grinned faintly, as though afraid a full blown smile might finally push his stomach over the edge, « Easiest two galleons I’ve ever made. »

This earned a snort from Sirius, who sat across from them, one arm draped along the back of the bench, his free hand resting lightly next to Cordelia’s thigh. She had gone quiet again, the fingers of her left hand fiddling idly with a strand of her hair. Her gaze was fixed on the book she was reading—nothing unusual—but Sirius couldn’t help but notice she had been on the same page for a solid twenty minutes.

The compartment door slid open briefly as Remus poked his head in, a bundle of empty butterbeer bottles tucked under one arm. « Those idiots in front are rationing drinks, »he said dryly. «Anyone wants to join the rebellion?»

« Take Pete with you, » Sirius replied with a smirk « I’m sure the girls wouldn’t mind the privacy. »

Remus shrugged and disappeared down the corridor, leaving them to the quiet hum of the train.

Sirius let out an exasperated sigh, looking towards the window, though it was only an excuse to glance once more at Cordelia, who still hadn’t turned a page, frozen in her seat. In a gesture of habit, Sirius went to grab her hand and was suprised to feel her heartbeat drumming through it as though she’d been running a marathon.

It started quietly.

A crash, faint but distinct, somewhere ahead of their compartment.

James lifted his head lazily, his glasses sliding down his nose. “Sounds like someone’s made a mess of the trolley, » he mused, « I’m telling you, it has got to be illegal to have such an old lady striding along a moving train.»

« Meh,» Sirius tilted his head, frowning. “My money is on some third-year’s first hangover making a stop in puke city,» he shook his head, «Rookie mistake. »

« Care to bet? » James perked up, snapping out of his chocolate coma, « Those two galleons of yours are feeling lonely in my pocket, » he teased.

“Really, now? » Lily sighed, « betting on the misery of—»

Another sound interrupted her lecture—the unmistakable thud of something heavy slamming against a wall, followed by a strong rattle of the train.

James sat up straighter, his smirk fading. “That was—”

“Odd,” Sirius finished, his hand slipping off Cordelia’s lap as he stood.

Before he could move, Cordelia’s hand shot out, grabbing his wrist. Her grip was firm—too firm.

“Don’t,” she said sharply, though her eyes remained glued to the book in her lap.

Sirius blinked, surprised by the steel in her voice. “It’s probably nothing. I’m just curious.”

Her eyes snapped to his. “Well, then sit down,” she said, her tone low but commanding. “There’s no use.”

He frowned, his gaze narrowing as he studied her face. “Cord—”

Before he could say more, the train jolted violently. The floor bucked beneath them, and Sirius staggered, barely catching himself on the edge of the seat as the carriage groaned in protest.

“Merlin—”

“What the hell—” James began, but the train lurched again, harder this time, sending his bag tumbling from the luggage rack. “Shit!” he cursed, scrambling to grab it as its contents rained down.

Sirius threw himself forward instinctively, shielding Cordelia from the falling debris.

Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the chaos stopped.

The train settled back into its rhythm, the faint hum of the wheels against the tracks returning as though nothing had happened.

“Godric, that was something else,” Sirius huffed, crouching next to Cordelia. His sharp gray eyes scanned her face. “You okay?”

Cordelia nodded faintly, but she seemed to be shrinking.

“Maybe we hit something,” Lily said, glancing out the window.

“Let that poor thing rest in peace,” James quipped, trying to lighten the mood. “The train’s not stopping.”

“Well, whatever that was,” Sirius said, pushing himself to his feet, “I’m going to give the driver a piece of my mind.”

« Sirius, » Cordelia sighed.

He ignored her, shaking his head as he reached for the door handle. “I mean, can you believe it? I could’ve been disfigured, you know—”

“Please, sit down,” she said again, rubbing her temples.

Sirius spun around, gesturing dramatically. “Disfigured!” he repeated, his voice rising. “Talk about a crime against nature—”

“Hey,” Lily interrupted, her voice cautious now as she moved to the empty seat beside Cordelia. “What’s wrong?”

Her hand trembled slightly as she rubbed her temples. Her breathing grew uneven, shallow, as though the air in the room had turned too thick to inhale.

“Cord?” Sirius said, his voice softer now, the teasing edge gone.

But before anyone could respond, the train lurched twice as violently to the side, throwing them all off balance. Lily was slammed back into her seat with a sharp gasp while Sirius hit the floor hard.

For a moment, silence hung in the air, broken only by the rattling of the train.

Then they heard it.

A sound like delicate ice cracking—faint, brittle, and wrong.

Their heads turned toward the source, just in time to see it. Their eyes widening in unison as they saw the compartment window begin to splinter, fractures webbing out like a spider’s web under pressure.

« Fuck—» they all muttered at once, the curse hanging in the air like a warning.

« Down! » James roared.

Just then, as the glass shattered entirely, with an deafening blast, shards of glass raining down on their crouching figures, wind howling as it tore into the compartment. The lights flickered, plunging the compartment into partial darkness.

That’s when the screaming started.

Shrieks echoed from the carriages ahead and behind them, rising in a crescendo that sent Sirius’s heart hammering in his chest.

Sirius groaned as he scrambled up. A shard had nicked his arm, leaving a shallow but angry cut. He didn’t notice.

“Cord—” His voice cracked as he darted toward her, crouching by her side.

Her face was pale, her lips pressed into a tight line, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. A thin line of blood traced her cheekbone where a shard had grazed her skin.

“Hey, hey, hey,” Sirius murmured, his hands moving instinctively, brushing glass off her robes. His fingers hovered by her face, his thumb barely grazing the wound. “Are you hurt? Talk to me—are you okay?”

She nodded faintly, though she never met his gaze.

Behind them, Lily was helping James to his feet, her voice shaking but steady. “You alright?”

“Peachy,” James muttered, wincing as he rubbed his shoulder. “What the hell was that?”

Sirius’s hand reached instinctively for his wand, gripping it tightly as he turned toward the compartment door.

As though on cue, it slid open with a crash, eliciting a collective gasp.

Remus stood in the threshold, his hair disheveled and his chest heaving, his wand drawn and his eyes wild.

“Shit’s going down,” he barked, his voice sharp with urgency. “We’ve got to move—now.”

[disasterchild20]

Dating Him Would Include

James

Him showing off with a snitch

Stealing his hoodies, especially his quidditch one, and him loving it

“You comfy, Love?”

“Very… plus it smells like you.”

Cuddles. Lots of them

Always makes sure that pranks won’t get you

The marauders teasing him for it

Is always touching you in some way. Whether it be holding your hand, or gently brushing arms

Always checking in on you when he sees you, asking how your day has been or if you need something

Surprising you randomly with small gifts; flowers, chocolates, ect

Sirius

I’m always serious jokes

Arm always round you

“Siri, can you please be serious for one minute?”

“But, Darling, I’m always Sirius.”

Likes it when you play with his hair

Gets you to do his eyeliner

Randomly pulls you onto his lap, burying his face in your neck

Loves it when you ramble about what you’re passionate about

You wearing his quidditch jersey on game days and not giving it back

Painting each others nails

Remus

Sharing books and reading them together

Reading aloud to each other

Stealing his sweaters

Him pulling you into his chest when you’re sitting on the sofa together

Burying his face in your hair

“Is that my sweater?”

“…maybe…”

Eating chocolate in his dorm together

Telling him he could never be a monster

Nose kisses

Peter

Cuddles. Lots and lots of cuddles

Raising his sweet draw in his dorm

Him cuddling into your chest/neck

“I’m bored.”

“Okay… you want cuddles, don’t you?”

Loves you running your hands through his hair

Will kiss your cheek every time he sees you

Loves making you blush

Marauders all calling him a love sick puppy

Always asks for your help with homework or revision just to spend time with you

Evan

Always needing to be touching you in some way

Wraps his arms round you from behind and burying his face in your neck

Neck kisses

Him lying on you for cuddles

“You’re always so warm.”

“And you’re always so cuddly.”

“You playing with his rings

Love playing with your hair

Sneaks into the kitchen with you to bake cookies with you

Gets you flowers every weekend

Regulus

Speaks French to you

Forehead kisses

Let’s you draw on his hands and arms

“What are you drawing today, mon ami/e?”

“Stars and flowers, they represent you and me.”

Him letting you paint his nails, returning the favour

Takes you star gazing, telling you what stars are where and the stories behind them - making you wear his quidditch jumper if it’s cold

Writes you poetry, slipping them into your books

Links pinkies on the table when sat with you

Loves you playing with his curls

Barty

Loves putting his face in your neck when cuddling

Let’s you choose what earring he wears that day

Loves it when you read to him

Interested in your rambles

“Sorry, I’m rambling.”

“No, continue, I’m interested.”

Writes little notes and slips them into your pockets or bag

Let’s you do his makeup

Makes sure you’re eating while revising or doing homework

Asks your opinion on his outfits

Severus

Takes time to explain the theory behind potions to you

Loves holding hands

Plays with your fingers

Studying under trees together

“Told you this place is a perfect place to study.”

“It is, thank you for bringing me here.”

Blushes whenever you kiss his cheek

Sneaks snacks into your bag

Legs touching when sat together

Compare notes after class to see if the other has something different

Frank

Rambles about different plants

Let’s you name his plants

“This is Sally.”

“Okay, Sally can go between Brian and Samantha.”

Knuckle kisses whenever you’re holding hands

Gives you a flower everyday for two weeks leading up to your birthday

Helps you with Herbology if you need it

Buys you a small plant because you like helping him with his

Napping together

Cuddly when sleepy

[lirarere]

jealousy headcanon

Peter Maximoff\Quicksilver (X-Men) x reader

notes: I very rarely see headcanons with peter and jealousy, so I write with my terrible skills

warning: bad english, jealousy, fluff and all that, basically nothing triggering

words: 410

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★ good, it seems to me that Peter is very jealous, but not to the point of absurdity of course (that’s a lie).

★ someone came too close to you? Peter will be there and be very intrusive, basically hugging you a lot, showing the other person that you are his partner.

★ is someone flirting with you very openly? Peter's head will be blown off. he will openly show that he hates his interlocutor and will become even more intrusive, and if he gets tired of your interlocutor, he will simply pick you up from there using his super speed and take you to his “fortress” which is his (mother’s) basement.

★ okay, okay, Peter is a little stupid... imagine a situation where he wants to be with you, and you refuse, saying that you have “important things to do,” Peter gets a little upset and decides to follow you and sees that you are dating another man and very much offended by ignoring you, and whenyou finally manage to get the reason for his upset out of him, he says something like:

—I followed you and saw that you were meets another man

—Peter, he's my brother

—oh

★ you say that you wanted to introduce them tomorrow and apologize for not talking about it earlier, and scold him a little for following you and not immediately saying that he cares. naturally, Peter will forgive you and apologize for spying on you.

★ basically, when Peter is jealous, he sulks a lot like a child, but he is secretly proud when he sees how you refuse people, because he was the one who came across such a cool, sweet, wonderful (and a lot of other things) person, he adores you.

bonus!:

★ Peter is a little (a lot) stupid to understand that they are flirting with him and will not understand why you want to pull him away from his interlocutor, then you will explain to him and if you are upset because he did not understand or, in principle, because of this situation, he will apologize and take you on a date (he is very romantic, you can't convince me otherwise).

★ if he realizes that they are flirting with him (yes, this can happen), he will push the interlocutor away and say something like “no, I have a girlfriend/boyfriend/partner” and if the interlocutor does not leave him alone, he will simply irritably retreat into your arms.

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I still have a fixation on Peter and as long as no requests are sent to me (not a hint at all) I will forever write about him hehehe /j

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♡rere