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ilyregulus · 2 months ago

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imgonnagetyouback – james potter x reader

summary: after a breakup your ex james starts posting to get your attention

warnings: social media au, female reader, y/n is portrayed as maia mitchell and james is portrayed as xolo maridueña.

note: it's been a while and i've been missing it so much that this one got a little bit long so tell me if you guys are up for part 2 :)

note²: got the plot from a pjo au i read those days ago, i lost the post but credits to that

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prongspotter: hello, i guess

comments:

notsirius: look who remembered his password

↪marlsmcknn: it's been a while right?

moonylupin: looking good prongs

↪prongspotter: not as good as you moony

↪notsirius: stop flirting with my man!!

ppettigrew: did you get me an ice cream too?

↪prongspotter: yes pete :)

lovelypandora: such a pretty post, james!

Direct Messages – marauders:

notsirius: did you guys also noticed yn in prongs' likes or...?

ppettigrew: i guess that's the whole reason why he decided to post

prongspotter: i'm not posting for her if that's what you meant

ppettigrew: wasn't that place her fav?

prongspotter: maybe? i don't really remember...

ppettigrew: if you say so

moonylupin: but are you okay with that?

prongspotter: why wouldn't i be?

notsirius: well...you did cried for like 2 weeks

prongspotter: that's in the past

notsirius: that was yersterday

prongspotter: who care about details? besides, we decided to be friends

moonylupin: good luck with that!

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prongspotter: i'll make you wanna think twice ;)

comments:

rosierevan: pls delete i'm afraid my boyfriend might fall in love

↪prongspotter: lol not what i had in mind when i posted this

↪bartyjr: and what did you had in mind?

↪notsirius: i'm with rosier

rablack: damn potter!!

↪justmary: right?

marlsmcknn: looking good cap!

lilyevans: wow jamie!!

moonylupin: i know what you're doing

↪prongspotter: being hot?

Direct Messages – valkyries + remus:

justmary: with all due respect but james' looking fucking hot

itsdorcas: right?

yn.yln: and i'm about to kill him

lovelypandora: for looking hot?

marlsmcknn: i think is more likely that he's the one killing you

yn.yln: oh shut up

yn.yln: can't you all see what he's doing?

yn.yln: besides being hot i mean

moonylupin: you gave him that keychain, haven't you?

yn.yln: i fucking did moony!!! i have a matching one

moonylupin: that's what i thought

lilyevans: oh i see it now...

itsdorcas: and that caption? well...

yn.yln: THANK YOU DORCAS

yn.yln: thought i was seeing things

marlsmcknn: it looks like he's trying to get you back girl

yn.yln: guess i'm okay with that

prongspotter storie:

replies:

yn.yln: you're unbelievable

prongspotter: thanks, love

yn.yln: not a compliment

prongspotter: go on, it's okay, you can say i look hot

yn.yln: maybe a little

prongspotter: maybe a lot

yn.yln: maybe

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yn.yln: i can tell when somebody still wants me

comments:

marlsmcknn: girl you're killing it

↪yn.yln: told you i would

lovelypandora: omg give me a chance

moonylupin: nice move!

↪yn.yln: i don't know what you're talking abt

notsirius: black suits you well

↪yn.yln: are you flirting with me?

itsdorcas: giiiirl i love you!!!

prongspotter: are you trying to say something?

↪yn.yln: who knows?

↪bartyjr: WHAT THE HELL

↪rosierevan: something's happening...

yn.yln storie:

replies:

prongspotter: are you serious?

yn.yln: what do you mean?

prongspotter: that's our spot

yn.yln: if i remember well you were the first to post something here

prongspotter: not the point

yn.yln: so what's the point honey?

prongspotter: can you meet me for lunch?

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prongspotter: when do flowers bloom?

comments:

lovelypandora: aesthetic king!!

rab: looking very much romantic

notsirius: since when do you like flowers that much?

↪prongspotter: since yersterday

yn.yln: wow cutie, are you single?

↪marlsmcknn: YOU GO GIRL

↪ppettigrew: i wasn't ready for that

↪itsdorcas: james can you fight?

↪yn.yln: calm down you guys, we are friends :)

↪prongspotter: yep, just friends!

Direct Messages – valkyries + remus:

moonylupin: so tell me, when do flowers bloom?

lilyevans: lol you really came for that gossip

justmary: but he's right thought, we all wanna know

lovelypandora: give us the tea girl

yn.yln: there's nothing to know

yn.yln: i don't know when do flowers bloom if that's the question

marlsmcknn: that's not

moonylupin: yeah, that's not

moonylupin: tell us, are you seeing james again?

moonylupin: do you wanna get back together?

moonylupin: are you in love with him giirl?

itsdorcas: what's going on with you remus?

yn.yln: yes deeply in love remus

yn.yln: in fact i'm thinking abt making babies with him tonight

yn.yln: you're acting so weird

marlsmcknn: guess he's drunk

marlsmcknn: but were you being serious?

moonylupin: yes bestie, were you being serious?

moonylupin: because i am

moonylupin: i am sirius actually

justmary: you what??

moonylupin storie:

replies:

yn.yln: you fucking bastard

yn.yln: give the phone back to remus

moonylupin: but are you in love with prongs?

yn.yln: NOW SIRIUS

moonylupin: fine, fine

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yn.yln: music date with my girl marlsmcknn

comments:

marlsmcknn: i love youuuu

↪yn.yln: i love you more!!!

lilyevans: queens!

↪notsirius: no, it's abba

↪moonylupin: you need to stop

rosierevan: what a duo!!!!

prongspotter: that should be me

(this comment was deleted)

↪ppettigrew: I SAW THAT

↪rablack: so did i

prongspotter: i love abba!

↪prongspotter: and you look cute!

↪prongspotter: so do you marls!

↪marlsmcknn: this is getting so hard to watch...

prongspotter storie:

replies:

yn.yln: i'm sorry james but i don't think we can be friends

prongspotter: what? why not?

prongspotter: is it because of the flowers?

yn.yln: no, the flowers were lovely

prongspotter: so? i don't get it

yn.yln: it's because you're fucking hot potter

prongspotter: oh

prongspotter: i guess we can fix that

yn.yln: can we?

prongspotter: yes, i'm gonna get you back ;)

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ohthatstragic · 2 years ago

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You Right - p.m

a/n: guys i've been obsessed with this fecking song ever since it came out, i have no idea, but oH MY GODDD.... also i'm not really sure i like the ending but i had no idea how to wrap it up. if i think of a better way, i'll change it. < 3

also pls don’t repost or translate any of my work.. i don’t give you permission to do that.

pairings: maverick x reader

warnings: age gap if you want, angst?, thoughts of cheating, pining, swearing, alcohol

wc: 3,155

summary: you're seeing someone, but you can't help but want a certain fighter pilot - that being the one and only Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell

song: you right by doja cat ft. the weeknd

It was just another Friday night at The Hard Deck - drinks were flowing and conversations were bubbling. You'd been childhood friends with Phoenix, and through her you met the infamous Dagger Squad. Instantly, you became close friends with all of them, and maybe even more with a certain fighter pilot. However, you were seeing someone, so naturally you decided to try and rid yourself of the feelings you'd developed for Maverick - despite it being damn near impossible to do so.

Currently you stood next to Phoenix with a cold drink in your hand, eyes staring dead ahead at a captain you'd grown to adore. He was sat alone, phone in one hand, and his other hand gently clutched around a beer bottle. Maverick had a gentle smile on his face as he scrolled on the small piece of technology, and it made your heart flutter. Noticing the building feeling in your chest, you ripped your eyes away and focused on something else - that being your feet in front of you. They shuffled uncomfortably and you looked back up sheepishly to an empty table, a feeling of guilt slowly beginning to eat at you.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed and you flinched at the vibration in your back pocket, your hand quickly flying to grab it. It was a text from Jamie. 'Everything ok?' read the message, making you feel sick. You groaned quietly and shoved it back into your pocket, gently clamping your teeth down on your bottom lip to nibble on it nervously.

"Everything okay?" Natasha frowned from beside you; a small, curious smile creeping onto her lips. Your mouth instantly fell open at her words, and her frown intensified.

"Did you read my text?" You asked, returning her frown. Natasha only chuckled incredulously, quite obviously confused at your accusation.

"What text? You just seem on edge." She squinted eagerly at you, starting to stare into what felt like your soul.

"I'm fine, it's just..." You sighed quietly, eyes glancing to Maverick who was now currently chatting with Hangman and Rooster. Natasha quickly followed your gaze and she attempted to hold back a smug smile, though her face betrayed her. "Don't." You groaned, looking back at your best friend.

"Aren't you seeing James or whatever his name is?" Natasha chuckled again, dryly, evidently showing her distaste in the guy you were currently dating. You cringed at her words and looked down at your shoes, swallowing harshly like you'd just taken a sip of poison.

"Err, yeah, but it's Jamie, Tasha." You cleared your throat. She only glanced at you with a cocked brow, and you took that as a 'whatever.' "He's not that bad, Phee, not compared to the other guys I've dated..." You said, trying to win her over. Though it was not a fair fight - Natasha had obviously made her mind up about this whole kerfuffle.

"Y/N/N, you choose to date the most fucked up men I've ever laid eyes on," She laughed as her hand flew to her stomach to clutch it. "You can do so much better, it's like you don't know your worth. We all agree on this, by the way." Natasha gave you a single nod, casting her eyes around the bar as if to point at the squad.

"Um, even Mav?" You asked shyly and squinted your eyes as you awkwardly scratched the back of your neck, trying to act non-chalant. She glanced at your squished face and held back a giggle, not wanting to embarrass you. The pilot knew how you felt about her instructor, despite not having told anyone anything.

"Yes, even Mav." Natasha hummed, taking a sip of the beer in her hand. Before you could answer her, a familiar, yet unwanted voice appeared from behind you.

"Y/N?" A male voice called, and you turned around to face them, your heart dropping. You pushed a fake smile onto your face as you heard Natasha try and conceal a snort with a poorly-timed cough. Oh, god.

"Jamie?" You frowned, suddenly questioning why he was here. "What are you doing here?" You asked, staring at him, clearly confused at his presence.

"You didn't reply to my text, and I was worried you were in trouble, so I came to find you." Jamie replied with a frown making your stomach churn. He probably had your best interests at heart, so you tried not to read into his actions too much. "Looks like you're alright." He added with a nod at Phoenix, who cautiously returned it, eyeing him slowly.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks for coming to see if I was okay." You awkwardly smiled, running a nervous hand through your hair. You watched as Jamie pressed forwards and slid an arm around your waist, making Natasha's eyes almost fall out of her head. She stepped back, glaring as his wide body shoved her out the way. He uncomfortably pulled you tight against him, making you squeak.

"It's what good boyfriends do." He smiled, and you blinked at him, shocked at his words.

"Oh, y-you're my boyfriend?" You breathed out in surprise, eyes widened. Jamie nodded at you, his eyes gleaming with something you weren't sure of. "That's nice." You chuckled quietly, eyes darting to Maverick who was currently watching you and Jamie like a hawk. You gasped and quickly looked back at your 'boyfriend', trying to hide the blush that was currently painting your cheeks pink.

"Well we've been seeing each other for a couple months now.." Jamie frowned gently, confusion evident in his voice. Phoenix's head whipped around at the speed of light at his words, and you stared at her like a doe caught in headlights.

"What?!" She mouthed at you, and you threw her an awkward grin, looking back at the man who had you in his grasp.

"Yeah, I guess we have..." You trailed off and nodded as you slid your hand down to his vice-like grip to try and remove it from your waist. "Jamie, you're hurting me." You whispered to him, and he quickly let go of you, offering you an apologetic look. Natasha still had her eyes on you two, observing your 'boyfriend' like he was a laboratory experiment. Little did you know, so did Maverick.

"Guess that means I should stay and make sure you don't do anything stupid then, huh?" Jamie joked, earning a disgusted look from Natasha behind him. You were speechless, and utterly lost at how to reply, so you just played along.

"Err, yeah, I guess," You swallowed.

****

"So, how long have you been seeing that guy?" A familiar and warm voice suddenly appeared beside you, making your heart race. You turned around, finding the man you'd been desiring all night. A pink blush powdered your cheeks and you let out a gentle laugh at his question.

"Um, a couple months." You brushed a stray strand of hair behind your ear mindlessly. Pete smiled at you, his eyes trained on yours. You could feel your stomach doing somersaults inside and you cursed yourself for such a thing. "He's, err, nice," You laughed again, pursing your lips.

"He seems it," Pete nodded in agreement and knocked his knuckles on the wooden bar top quietly. You bit down on your bottom lip and chewed it momentarily, not knowing how to navigate such a topic. "I, uh, never caught his name?" Pete's brows knitted together as he kept his eyes on you.

"Jamie." You stared at Pete, and he stared back at you. The two of you knew there was an undeniable connection between you - it felt like two magnets being held so close together but never being allowed to connect. It was like torture. Your eyes swiftly glanced down at his lips, and you so desperately just wanted to kiss him, but you knew better than that. So you tore your gaze away from him, despite the painful feeling that set within you. "You seeing anyone new?" You asked quickly, wanting to fill the silence that had settled between you two.

"Nah, I'm not exactly looking for anything right now," Pete said, making your heart drop - even though it shouldn't. "I'm happy by myself." He added with a smile that almost made your knees collapse. 'There it is,' you thought. Even if the two of you wanted each other, Pete had made it clear that nothing could ever happen between you two.

"I'm glad you're happy, Pete," You smiled at him, despite the sorrowful feeling beginning to gather in your chest. "It's about time, and it makes me happy that you're happy." You said with a gentle nod, catching sight of Jamie heading over to where you and the captain were currently stood. You held back a groan and clenched your jaw, sliding your eyes back to Pete who frowned at you, obviously noticing your change in behaviour. He threw a quick glance behind him, and turned back around with an amused smile painted on his lips.

"Ah," Is all he said as he leant up from the bar, inhaling slowly. Your head was angled down at the ground but your eyes were stuck on Pete like a magnet. God, why couldn't he just-

"Ready to go, honey-bear?" Jamie smiled at you, purposefully ignoring Pete beside you. You bit back a grimace and smiled at him back, nodding. Your 'boyfriend' slipped in front of the captain, though you could still see part of his face as he leant back onto the bar casually. Pete threw you a cringed look and you subtly rolled your eyes, tearing them away from him.

"Mhm," You hummed. "I'm just gonna pop to the toilet first." You said, throwing a glance at Pete. The captain stared down at the bar-top with a straight face, but you knew he was listening to your conversation. If you were honest, in your mind, you were imagining him following you to the toilets and living out your wildest fantasies.

"Okay, I'll meet you outside." Jamie stepped forwards to press a surprise kiss to your lips - in which you had no time to react to - so you accepted your fate and kissed him back, although it didn't feel right to you. As Jamie pulled away, you smiled awkwardly up at him and brushed a hand through your hair. He stepped back and began to walk away, but not before throwing a harsh look at Pete.

"I guess I'll see you soon then, Pete?" You cleared your throat, a hand flying up to wipe the wetness that Jamie had left upon your lips. Pete couldn't help but chuckle at your action, earning a groan from you.

"Yeah," He smiled at you with a short nod, leaving you unsatisfied. You wished you could just throw yourself at him, but life wasn't good to you like that. "See you soon, Y/N." Pete said as you began to wander to the toilets, and you waved at him.

"Ugh," You groaned to yourself once you were out of ear-shot, heading towards the bar toilets. The sound of your hand slapping against the swing-door echoed out in the empty toilets as you walked in; a warm orange light engulfed the room. The tiled wall was a sage green, and the floor complimented it with white tiles. Your tired reflection stared back at you in the circle shaped, black-rimmed mirror. Your hands fell onto the white countertops as you gazed down at the white basin, a distorted version of your reflection appearing in the silver faucet. As you stared at your reflection, another reflection appeared behind you, but it appeared more masculine than feminine.

With a soft gasp you whipped your body around to face the mysterious figure, but you were met with the someone you'd been hoping for. "Pete?" You breathed out, a little surprised at him being in the ladies room. "You know this is the ladies room, right?" You giggled nervously, glancing between him and the door. Your tense body relaxed slightly as he stepped closer to you, your hands still resting against the countertop.

"Yeah," Pete chuckled at your words, making your stomach do loops. You bit down on your bottom lip in a feeble attempt to distract your wandering mind. "I just wanted to see you again." He said, eyes never leaving yours. The way he stared at you made you feel like the only girl in the world, and to your dismay - it also made you breathless.

"Oh?" Was all you could muster up as he continued to step closer to you, until your chests were mere centimetres from one another. You swallowed thickly as his hot breath caressed your cheek, feeling your heart begin to go into overdrive. You were not an unfaithful person, you weren't brought up that way, but the way Pete was making you feel right now was really making you consider things...

"If you want me to go, just say so." Pete said quietly to you, his baby blue eyes glued to yours. You couldn't look away from him, he was so fucking captivating - like some optical illusion. Instantly you shook your head, and even though you looked desperate, you didn't care.

"No." You said simply as your hands flew to his chest; fingers knotting themselves in the collar of his leather jacket. "I want you," You whined softly, feeling small tears beginning to prick your eyes. "But..." You trailed off, letting your eyes fall to where your fingers were currently gripping onto his jacket. Pete nodded slowly, understanding where this was heading.

"I know, sweetheart." He mumbled, his eyes dotting over your beautiful face. You looked back up at him, gaze falling to his perfect pink lips for a slight second. During that miniscule amount of time, you debated everything. Was it worth ruining something with Jamie? Was it worth potentially ruining your friendship with Pete for something that is possibly just lust?

You looked back up into his eyes, and you knew that was it.

Within seconds Pete pressed his warm lips to yours passionately, his hands flying up to bury themselves in your hair. You whimpered at his touch and your hands slipped up to caress his neck as he pulled you flush against him; your thighs squeezed against the countertop as he pushed against you. Pete slid his hands down from your hair to your thighs and lifted you up so you were sat on the countertop, and instinctively you spread your legs so he could stand between them.

"Oh, Pete-" You moaned softly into his lips, feeling him smile against yours. "You're so much better than him," You said breathlessly in between his desperate kisses. Pete's hands squeezed your thighs, his fingers gently kneading the soft flesh that surrounded him. Suddenly, it dawned on you that you were in a public bathroom - let alone the fact that your 'boyfriend' was waiting outside for you. You reluctantly pulled away from Pete, though you kept your hands wrapped around his neck, the pads of your thumbs softly stroking the nape of his neck.

"Shit, I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" Pete stuttered and shook his head vigorously. God, what the hell was he thinking? You had a boyfriend. He stepped back from you and removed his hands, placing them at his sides, before wildly running one through his hair. A look of hurt painted your face as you watched him walk away, your heart dropping in your chest.

"Pete, no, it's fine," You sighed, slipping off of the countertop to reach him. You placed a soft hand on his cheek and it seemed to ground him, his eyes flying to meet yours. "It's not your fault, I shouldn't have said those things." You whispered as the two of you shared a warm gaze.

"No, don't say that." His voice was quiet as his eyes fell from yours to the floor, and you couldn't help but feel awful. You watched as his jaw clenched; the muscle flexing underneath the orange glow of the bathroom lights. "You're with someone, and I shouldn't have done that." Pete sighed, clearly disappointed in himself. Jesus, how could he be so reckless?

"You're right, I'm seeing Jamie... but I want you." You said lowly, thumb brushing against his cheek. Your let your head fall forwards, and Pete started to feel the guilt begin to eat at him as his eyes studied your face. "I can't help it. There's something between us that I can't deny, I don't feel anything when I'm with Jamie, but when I'm with you - it's... different. I-I don't know what it is, but I want it." You rambled, stumbling over your words like a new-born foal. You looked up to find Pete's eyes burning into yours, waiting desperately for you to say the one thing on his mind.

"I want you too." He admitted quietly, almost sheepishly - he knew how wrong this was... you had a man. The energy between you two was just too intense to handle, and it wasn't something the both of you were willing to ignore. "Are you sure about him, sweetheart?" Pete asked, his smooth voice piercing the veil of silence that had suddenly plagued the room. You blinked slowly as you gazed down at the floor before averting it to Pete's warm one.

"No." You answered curtly, staring straight at the captain. He was right in a way, you never felt happy around Jamie - in all honesty, he was a distraction. Not to mention a way to stop your parents from hounding you about when you were going to 'give them grandchildren.' Every time the man said anything you cringed, grimaced or even gagged. What the hell were you thinking? The solution to this problem was standing right in front of you.

Almost too quickly, you fished your phone out of your pocket and dialled Jamie's number. Pete's eyes were watching you swiftly, quite obviously confused at what the hell you were doing. You had to swallow a gag as Jamie's voicemail echoed through your phone. "Hi, Jamie, err, I think we should see other people. It's nothing personal, so please, don't take it that way. I just don't think I'm ready for a relationship just yet." You said into the phone, eyes closing momentarily to think of some bullshit to spew so you could end whatever you had with him without heavy repercussions. At that moment in time, you thanked your lucky stars that you didn't meet him through mutual friends, but during a night-out in a different state.

As you pushed your phone back into your jean pocket with a single finger, you looked back up at Pete who couldn't hide smile that was growing on his face. After listening to you, he was certain what was about to happen.

"So?" He cocked a brow, awaiting your answer. A toothy grin broke out on your face.

"I'm yours." A soft chuckle left your lips as Pete walked forwards to embrace you in his arms, the musk of his leather filling your nostrils with a homey and warm feeling. This was not how you expected the night to turn out... at all - but you weren't complaining.

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