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spoiler they're all (mostly anyways) gonna die

im on my yearly xmen obsession, no one be surprised if I come out with a marauders mutant au

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I want sunkiller so bad but the thoughts are not coming....

toxic sunkiller whaaaaa.......

James slams the door to the bedroom before locking it. Barty was right behind him, yelling, screaming his head off before he began to throw the plates that they had set out for dinner.

it was one comment that set him off.

Sirius likes to make jokes but they usually came at the expense of others, this time it was James' relationship with Barty that suffered.

"Oh do you remember when you were dating my brother Prongs. You were so gone for him."

"Hey, Pads, maybe we don't–'

"And then you guys broke up and he got with Roiser while he and Crouch were on a break.

"Sirius!"

"I still can't believe you went after Crouch after his ex-boyfriend is the reason you no longer have the love of your life."

"You fucking used me you son of bitch.Trying to make Evan jealous so you could your precious Regulus back righ?"

"We didn't know each other, and as if you weren’t using me for the same thing. It was three years ago."

"So it doesn't matter."

"I didn't didn't say that."

"No, you implied it. But that right im ot suppose to understand. I'm only a fuck toy to stick your dick into when you miss Regulus."

"What's are you even talking about."

"You're obsessed with, always have been, always will be."

"Coming from you who has Evan's name tattooed on your neck right, or the rose on your ribs, back, arms, thighs. I have to see that every fucking time."

"Fuck you, you said you didn't care that I still loved him. He's everything to me."

"But im not allowed to mention Regulus right."

They fucked right there, against the table with broken plates all around them. Barty moaning loudly as he begged James to make him forget about Evan again. While James just looked down and ignored the ink in front of him.

Barty was too far gone by the time James was pulling on his hair and moaning of Regulus's name.

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part 4/6 of ‘and can we heal these fragile wounds?’ : collab with @m1-lo 

CW: Lily bashing, manipulation, emotional distress, dubious consent 

Caught Red-Handed

James couldn’t bear to deal with this pain alone, but he wanted to respect Peter’s wishes of keeping it private. With nobody else to talk to, he knocked on Lily’s door.

“Peter broke up with me, Lils. You're the only one that knows about us, I don't know who else to turn to” James whispered, tears falling down his cheek, as he buried his face into the crook of her neck. “I don't want him to leave me, I love him.” 

Lily couldn't believe her luck, they had broken up and all she'd had to do was flirt a little. As she comfortingly played with James’ hair and rubbed his back, she contemplated more. It seemed like James really was in love with Peter, more than he’d even liked her. There was a real risk of him overcoming their issues. She needed to make sure there was a way that the relationship would never be salvaged. But how? 

“Aw, it’s ok Jamie. You know that you can always come to me, right?” Lily pulled him closer, mind whirling with ideas. It would really help if Peter saw the way they looked together. It made much more sense for someone like James to be with someone like her, than with that…loser. She had never understood why they kept him around. James was the athletic one, Sirius the fun wildcard and Remus, ever the smart one, keeping them in check , what did Peter even bring to the table? 

James' tearful reply pulled Lily out of her thoughts. “I know Lily. Thanks for being there for me when I need it.” James shifted a bit so he was lying on her chest, just the way she wanted him to. He started talking about Peter, how much he loved him and wanted to get him back, but Lily didn’t listen to most of it. She was too busy thinking of ways to break them apart for good. 

It seemed like she didn’t even need to do anything, because just then, soft footsteps were outside the door, and Peter’s voice filled the room. He started saying, “James, are you there? I’m sorry—” but stopped when he saw the sight in front of him. 

Lily watched in glee as his face turned red with anger and betrayal, and his eyes welled with tears.

“I fucking knew it, you're such a liar James. I was coming to apologise to you, instead I caught you red handed with HER. Don’t ever talk to me again, you, you– you traitor!” Peter ran away just as tears started falling on his face, matching James’ own.  

Luck really was on her side, Lily thought, having to hide her smile in James' hair, giddy over how everything seemed to be falling into place. It was like fate agreed that it was meant to be the two of them together. 

“Don't worry, Jamie, I'll help you feel better.”

James started to cry again, but Lily shushed him and tentatively put her lips on his own. Immediately, he pulled back and asked, “What are you– Lily, are you sure? Why are you doing this? I still love Peter…”

“I know James, I just want you to be happy. You still want me right? I can help you forget about him, just for a moment.”

Convinced, James nods. “Okay,” he tells her, before disappearing back into the kiss, but all he can think about are Peter’s lips. Peter's touch. It’s nothing like Lily’s. It’s just this one time, he tells himself, and then he’s going to beg and grovel for Peter to come back. Because Peter is his soulmate.

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Miss your Barty/Bella. Any more?

Barty calling Bella mommy as she fucking him with a toy, and Barty is crying because it feels good but he hates having to admit but Bella won't continue until he humiliates himself in front of her

'be a good boy and beg for it Bartemius'

she'll have him wearing a cock ring, and watch him beg and squirm for hours on end only to milk him for everything he's worth and Barty is so fucking overwhelmed he'll beg in tears thanking her. she's so good to him he doesn't deserve her, so he'll make sure to move when she tells him to

his mouth ready to please her because simply telling her thank you isnt enough to show how nuch he doesn’t deserve her attention

'such a good boy, my good boy right Bartemius. you're my good boy'

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Marlene has their girlfriends nudes hanging on top of their bed and over their desk. the fucking cute fairy lights with the clips light up their girl's tits. fucking drools at the sight of them

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James and Sirius had been sharing beds at night since first year and it had never been a problem. It wasn't until after the prank, when Sirius was ignored by James, that he reluctantly resigned to sleeping alone. And he hated it.

There was something about sleeping next to a warm body that had helped him escape the memories of all the terrors he'd been exposed to back at Grimmauld place, but without it, he was left to suffer through nightmare after nightmare.

He knew any chance of forgiveness from James would not come any time soon and that Remus was obviously out of the question for comfort, so that left Peter. Nervously, he walked over to the other boy's bed, after a particularly nasty nightmare, his fingers trembling as he pulled open the burgundy curtains. All the beds in the room had them, with intricate detailings of lions embroidered over it.

Gently he poked Peter, before dropping his hands down next to him to fidget with the sleeves of his pajamas as the asleep boy blinked up at him, adjusting to the darkness of the room. “Sirius?” He watched as Peter sat, rubbing his eyes tiredly, attempting to wake up even a little. “What's going on?”

Sirius looked down, his cheeks burning. “C–can I sleep with you”

Peter's own cheeks flamed up at the question, his voice cracking as he whisper-shouted “What!”

“I…Not like that…I um have nightmares and usually I'd stay in James�� bed but he's not talking to me” he admitted, blinking back the tears. He hoped he would say yes.

“Oh! Of course you can.” Peter replied, pulling off his blanket to make space for Sirius to join him. “Just don't tell anyone I helped you, since we are all meant to be ignoring you because of the whole Remus situation.” He was quick to cover them back up, pulling Sirius into him for a cuddle.

Sirius felt his heart speeding up, it felt so right being in Peter's arms, in a way that didn't feel brotherly like with James or friendly in the way it had always been with Remus. It was something more, something he couldn't quite place.

He snuggled into him closer, breathing in that scent that was just so Peter, a content sigh slipping out of him, as his eyes got heavy, his body instantly reacting to the safeness he was experiencing. “Okay, I promise.” He murmured into Peter's hair, burying his face in it, as his eyes began to close. He could always talk about this weird feeling in the morning.

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barty crouch jr is bi.

bisexual, bilingual, bipolar and a bitch

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virgin loser boy Remus with a big dick,

Sirius and Regulus who have way too much fun teasing him by have hot makeout sessions in front of him

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part 1/6 of ‘and can we heal these fragile wounds?’ : collab with @sols-musings

Do It Again

It was the last party of their seventh year and the Gryffindors had decided to play the childish muggle games they had been introduced to years prior, as a last ditch effort to make some more memories before all of them graduated. James had watched the bottle spin round and round until it landed on him and Peter, and then they were herded into a small cupboard for something called 'Seven Minutes in Heaven.'

Outside, James could hear laughter and loud jeering from the rest of his housemates but he couldn’t focus on any of it. His vision narrowed to Peter– to his mouth. James watched as Peter licked his lips absently, and something in his stomach fluttered.

The closet was cramped, so much so that they were close enough to feel each other's breaths. Nobody had thought to empty out the storage cupboard before playing the game, so they were alongside brooms and such that clattered around every time they moved. Trying to stay as still as possible, James kept one hand on the wall beside Peter’s head to keep himself, and a particularly unstable broom, steady. He was worried it would fall onto the shorter man.

Peter made some light for them with his wand, allowing them to take in the cluttered space around them, it seemed dangerous to be trapped inside the place for long. Before he could think on it more, he was distracted by the soft glow that streamed over Peter's fluffy, ash blonde hair, highlighting every little wave. James had the inexplicable urge to reach out and run his fingers through it.

There was something unreadable in Peter’s expression, and it was almost addictive, the slightly darker quality his blue eyes seemed to have, something he hadn't previously picked up on. It thrilled him that this might just be for him.

James knew that he was staring, ideas he had never had before racing through his mind. He let out an awkward chuckle, trying to banish the unfamiliar feelings that flooded through his body, as it was an evil spirit that was attempting to possess him, despite the rather sweet nature of his thoughts.

“So….” James was snapped back to reality by Peter's voice, his mind reeling as he forced himself to pay attention. “Do you want to kiss?” Peter smiled up at him, innocently, like he had only asked him what he wanted for dinner, but James could see the barely concealed mischief on his face.

Without waiting for an answer, Peter put his arms around James’ neck and leaned in, gently brushing his lips across James' own— looking for a reason to stop, but not finding one, he pressed forward connecting them together in a passionate kiss.

James leaned into the kiss, not even having to think about it. If he was nervous before, he didn’t feel it anymore. His body instinctively responded to Peter’s cues, and he all but melted into him when hands moved up from his neck and tangled into his already messy hair. It felt like every nerve in his body had been electrified, like there was nobody else in the world but the two of them, right now, in this moment. Caution forgotten, James let go of the wall and put his hands on Peter’s waist, grabbing on, as if it was the only thing keeping him tethered. Peter squirmed in his grasp and kissed him even harder, teeth catching James’ lips, eliciting a sharp hiss from the man, as pain mixed with pleasure.

James vaguely heard knocking and voices saying the seven minutes were up, but he couldn't bring himself to pull away. A desperate whine escaped him, as he felt Peter separating their entangled lips, he looked down at him with blown eyes, a soft crimson hue spreading across his cheeks, as he ushered himself to ask “Can we do it again?”

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Sirius who convinces Regulus to have sex because they look alike and want to know what he looks like getting fucked

He doesn't have an exuse for when he he gets on his hands and knees and asks Regulus fo fuck him

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Barty who goes all stupid when having sex he doesn't even acknowledge when pleasure turns into pain

he'll be fucked out and still big for more because he likes the feel of being used for others' pleasure

Lily loves finding out that he needs her to control him. loves when he panting and breathless as she's telling him to go one more time and Barty would do anything she says

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WE'RE GOING BALD

RAAAAHHHHHHHH

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soft Regulus for @m1-lo

He was sitting at the windowsill, looking out of the streets below. It had been raining for the past two days, and Regulus was starting to feel the heaviness of the gloomy in every breath he took.

It was calming, the smell of the rain, the need to curl up and cuddle close. Watching and waiting as the streets below went about their days.

Soft meow by his feet, his black cat calling for attention after becoming dissatisfied by the solitude it was left with.

Just as Regulus picked up his cat, his front door open, and standing there his soaking brother and mutt of a boyfriend, Potter and Pettigrew were there as well.

"I heard you were sick. What are you doing by the window, do you want to make it worse."

Sirius immediately ran towards his brother and pulled him away from the window. The cat in his arms was quick to jump away before being crushed by Sirius.

Regulus didn’t really think about much else once his brother had his hands on him. Cold went finger on his burning cheeks and the smell of Sirius made it possible to breathe with all the gloom of the weather outside.

He liked this, liked having someone to worry over. Liked that it was his brother and he dragged his friends along. He liked it a lot.

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why U blaming me for your studying

european colonialism

you english

(technically its the Portuguese and Italians but still)

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in my head I started calling you Zeelio (pronounced like cheerio) and since that might end up being your tag on my blog I needed to tell you that…

<3 🥣

-✨

lol, here's starcest as a birthday gift.....

Sirius laid on his bed staring at his brother reading a book that Remus had given him. sometimes having to do with Greek literature, or was it a philosopher.

he couldn’t really remember, to busy trying to keep his brother’s attention on him as he kissed him sucked him off under the table.

he was sure if prongs found out the things he's down with the cloak he'd be dead three times over.

"do you have to stare at me? its getting creepy."

"i'd stare less if you stopped being so beautiful."

he could only laugh when his brother threw a rolled-up piece of parchment.

"stop being a nuisance, and work on your homework. im only here because you promised you'd focus."

"I'd focus more if I had a kiss."

Regulus rolled his eyes, "my big brother will get a kiss when he becomes a good example and finishes his work."

Sirius smiled at and Regulus only glanced up from his book momentarily to lift the corner of his mouth in amusement.

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now im fucking paranoid......

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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ok it took me a few days but I did it lol

ch one

@alphabetically-deranged @piratecore-art

small town wolfstarcest fic, how you eat at my brain

im post the first chapter by the end of day today!!!!!