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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 1 year

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This ask is a bingo card free space to talk about Stephen King stuff, cuz your last ask makes it seem like you have interesting stuff to say.

I don't know about interesting, and these are more personal opinions than anything else rather than meta of any kind, but I guess I can give it an answer.

Stephen King is a great novelist. I will start off with that immediately. The Dark Tower Series, while I have my gripes, remains one of my favorite fantasy series to this date (the first four books at least, after that is... for the second half of this post). Carrie, despite being his first novel, is iconic and memorable for a reason and packs a hard punch even when you know the Prom is coming.

This isn't really King so much but while there are many shitty film adaptations of his work there are several unbelievably good film adaptations to include The Green Mile, Stand by Me, the reboot IT Part 1 (Part 2 was... alright but not nearly as good), The Shining, and I'm sure others I either haven't seen yet or am momentarily forgetting about.

He's not one of my favorite novelists, but he is very good, and he's written some great works.

That said, he has his hang-ups and weirdness that he will almost always dump into a story.

What I was referencing in this post was that Stephen King has certain... I guess we'll call them Stephen King tropes. These are things that will pop up more often than not in Stephen King novels. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad, but you get an idea what to expect if you read enough of his work.

Rape/Sexual Abuse

There's a lot of rape in Stephen King novels and a lot of the time it's fucking weird.

IT, infamously, in the book has a gang bang scene where all the twelve your old boys have sex with the girl to save the universe. (No, seriously, this happens in the book. Funny that no film adaptation kept that one).

In The Dark Tower series we have the incubus/succubus that shows up more than once, and yes, part of it is that the story is based on Arthurian lore where there is canonically rape that's very important (Morganna's seduction of/sleeping with Arthur under false pretenses) but it's also just... really really uncomfortable and weird.

It's not every novel, but sometimes you see it and you just want to ask King, "Why?"

"Why, Stephen King, am I reading this scene which I'm not sure needed to be in this book? Did you really have to put this in here?"

The Stephen King Villains

Stephen King has a few types of villains, there's your primordial inhuman evil that takes advantage of human weakness (see the hotel in The Shining, the cemetery in Pet Semetary, IT in IT, etc.) and then there's your human cast of villains.

These vary too, but there's a certain flavor of them that I don't see anywhere else, and that's his teenage villains.

Usually, they themselves turn out to be victims of domestic abuse, which informs their violence in turn as they're caught in a tragic cycle, but you get these hyperviolent/vindictive kids who are just going to fuck up your life for little reason.

(The closest non Stephen King counterpart I can think of is Harry Potter's Marauders and specifically Sirius Black whose goading Severus Snape into nearly getting eaten by a werewolf is exactly the kind of shit that would happen in Carrie.)

I actually do like his villains, both his eldritch evil and the human pawns, and I like that the humans do tend to show depth in that they have reasons to become what they do and that usually a choice involved to become worse for some reason.

That said, they are a trope of his, and you know them when you see them.

Other Tropes

There are other things that come up, but as I haven't read most of Stephen King's works, or even most of his famous works, I don't feel comfortable extrapolating in the case that there really are counterexamples out there.

I've just come to expect that when I read Stephen King I'll get great stuff but I may also get fucking bonkers things as well. Sometimes the bonkers aids the story and sometimes I could do without it.

#stephen king #anti stephen king #meta #opinion

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disorganizedkitten · 5 months

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tell me about incubus or cling for your twins AUs owo

owo you picked two VERY good aus

Okay so first is Incubus; it's being written as a Very Long Oneshot, and it's exploring Horcrux implications; specifically, what if Human Horcruxes drained energy by touch and connection, like Object Horcruxes do. So Connor can't touch people because his touch is inherently harmful and drains their magic; but then remember, he's not the only one who's magical core was effed up

Harry's magical core is like a beetrap, he absorbs ambient magic, the more magical an area, the more powerful he is.

Now make them hug.

Connor can touch Harry without hurting him because Harry will accumulate more magic than he can use. It helps Harry for Connor to hold his hand and siphon off some of the extra, and it helps Connor to have access to basic human touch.

In the end they can't get rid of the horcrux and when Connor realizes that makes him immortal he tricks Harry into obtaining the Hallows so they can be immortal together. Very tragic, very open ended, they win a war and it's on the coattails that Connor betrays him.

(Because Harry, Just Harry, even a Harry who lives by ambition, doesn't want to be immortal, doesn't want to be other. he just wants to be loved, to be respected)

And then Cling.

It is. A very late fest fic, fulfilling the prompts (au where Theo and Harry are twins) and (due to unforeseen circumstances, Sirius' trial is postponed, so Harry spends the rest of the summer with the Notts. This Changes Things). Sarcasm & Slytherin 'verse, again.

Theo and Nott Sr. are sure that Theo's twin brother is dead, so they don't even look; and maybe, perhaps, sometimes, Theo gets an extra sadistic kick out of knowing that Perfect Potter's twin is closer to Theo than Jules.

When the trial goes to the dogs and Lord Nott takes Harry home, it's honestly a really great summer, Harry is having the time of his life, although there was that time Theo seemed oddly surprised to see him in a certain hallway and refuses to explain why.

(It was locked behind an actual blood ward. Hadrian Potter shouldn't have enough Nott Blood to get past the ward, and down that hallway. Theo is losing his everloving mind.)

Eventually Nott Sr. and Theo figure it out, then sit Harry down and explain, and they decide... to not do anything about it. Sirius is about to be cleared, Harry is welcome whenever, and as much as they'd love to rip James Potter down more, Harry has been very exposed to the media this year. He can go a bit without another scandal, and this way he can still live with Sirius like he kind of wants to. If, for any reason, Sirius also proves an incompetent Guardian... well, Harry's had the portkey ring for a year or two. Not like he's taking it off.

(They don't know yet that it's going to get worse)

It'll be mostly summer-focused, although I think I'll write to or just beyond the Graveyard scene, (Imagine it. But this time it's not just Theo's Dad, it's Harry-And-Theo's Dad telling Harry to stay down, please) where they collectively-separately decide Voldemort CANNOT know. either that or just after the Graveyard scene I'll write Nott Sr. looking Voldemort dead in the eye and telling him not to try to kill or kidnap his kid ever again, but I'm not sure that would be a go over well with S&S Voldemort.

We'll see how it ends.

#Sarcasm & Slytherin fic of fic #Cling #Incubus #Connor Potter #Julian Potter #Harry Potter #Theo Nott #Stolen babies #daemonbreath #ask box things #jaymeow speaks #wbwl aus #wbwl #twin aus #horcruxes

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jegulusofwesper · 11 months

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💕 WIP Game 💕

Thanks for the tag @underburningstars 🥰

Rules: Post the names of all of the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a lil snippet or tell them something about it!

Moonwater - deatheater regulus and remus find out peter is the spy/traitor (to be actually named

Inside out - James and reg reincarnated as Harry’s emotions (to be actually named)

All the best people are crazy - MC - Pandora, Alice in wonderland

When the stars tell you something, listen - princess and the frog inspired Jegulus

Need for speed I genuinely don’t know how to summarise this one uhhhh Marauders + fast cars = events then sirius gets blamed for and gents revenge for the death of someone closed to him (he cwispy) (to be actually named)

Dress jegulily band au - it is what’s on the tin they perform dress by Taylor Swift (to be actually named)

Tied up (in your rose thorns) - priest pete x incubus evan. Evan has to corrupt his soul (involves magic rose vine bondage)

The man in the mask - gamer James x interviewer Regulus. Regulus finds out what other thing James can do with his hand other than game and stream

No pressure tags: @stonedregulus @finnally-free @sequinhaze @grumpycat994 @crying-lightningx @nightshift-clocking-in

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kannibalkaiii · 1 year

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Sirius

My boyfriend, @iscx 's incubus OC

Drew this about a year ago

He's a big s l * * * * * *t

❤🧡💛💚💙💜❤🧡💛💚💙💜

#kaiiiart #traditional art #incubus #boyfriend's ocs

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sukaridragon · 11 months

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💕 2020 - More Custom Designs!

💀This is old art! I'm just uploading all my artwork to have a full gallery on Tumblr💀

Some more character designs :') Bases make character design a lot faster for me XD I redesigned Sukari again…and made an official ref for Ortus! Also I put together two new characters for Sirius: Azazel, an incubus, and Sage, a spotted hyena! Both Sukari & Ortus have had their designs updated since these refs were made uwu

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ask-thsc-blog · 2 years

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Harvey "... Oh... You're like Sirius then... *blushes a bit*... He could do that too-?"

DUSK: "probably...is he a young incubus?"

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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worst nightmare | sirius black !

¡ 18+ ! ¡ minors do not interact !

word count: 1.1k

synopsis: incubus!sirius pays you a visit.

content warning: fem!reader, incubus!sirius, fingering, smut

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You first dreamt of incubus!sirius when you moved into your apartment. It was your first time living away from home and completely on your own. Your new apartment was small and in a safe part of your town. It had a simple layout of a small kitchen and living space, a fairly sized bathroom, and a bedroom. You settled into your mattress laying on the ground in the middle of your empty bedroom. All you had to accompany you on this lonely night was one of your throw blankets, a pillow, and your lucky stuffed animal.

You don’t remember falling asleep, but that night you dreamt of a man with long, black hair, piercing gray eyes, and tattoos all over his body. The lights in your room were off, the bright moonlight being your only visions only aid. He stood in your doorway, staring at you, his hands resting at his sides. When he noticed your stare he reciprocated it, he looked into your eyes and his gaze never faltered.

“Evening, doll,” he smirked, his arms crossed over his chest.

You didn’t say anything, something in you told you not to. Though, you couldn’t help but notice how your body reacted to his sensual voice.

“What’s the problem, sweet girl? You’re not scared of me are you?” His smile and tone were mocking, like he could taste your emotions.

You shook your head, tugging your small blanket higher up your chest to hide your breasts when you noticed his gaze flicker down. He let out a little chuckle, “enlighten me, doll. What’s the matter?”

“Go away.”

He feigned hurt, a pout settling on his plump lips. “Aw, come on, doll. I’m only here to make things better for you. Make you feel better.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. What did he mean by that? “How?”

He smiled devilishly, “would you like me to show you? Will you be my little doll tonight, hm?”

You sunk deeper into the bed and didn’t respond. A wave of arousal coming from his direction overwhelmed you, starting at your toes. You felt hypnotized by his eyes, the warm, tingly feeling in between your thighs becoming almost unbearable. You rubbed your thighs together and nodded at him, removing the blanket from your body.

The man smirked at you, “use your words, doll.”

“Yes,” you stuttered out, opening your thighs slightly.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. You let out a gasp, everything in you telling you to stand up and get as close to him as possible.

Luckily, the demon began to walk towards you. His hands gripped your ankles and he knelt down on the ground, level to you mattress. He pulled you down by your ankles and your nightgown rode up, exposing your panties and all the way up your middle, your lower breast feeling the crisp air. “Mm,” he groaned, “you smell so sweet. You’re such a pretty thing, you.” He inhaled your scent all the way up your soft leg, stopping at your clothed core. He gave your clit a kiss over the fabric, “you’re soaking wet, doll.”

You moaned, reflexively reaching down to wind your fingers into his soft hair. He kissed up your belly, stopping just under your breast to take off your dress. He groaned again before taking your left nipple into his mouth, biting lightly while his fingers twisted, pinched and pulled at your right breast. You whined beneath the demon, pulling at his long hair. He pulled away from your breasts and smirked, leaning in to kiss you roughly. You couldn’t think of anything other than him as his tongue teased your own.

You suddenly felt his hand slip down your body and tug your panties down your legs sloppily. You gasped and moaned at the cold air on your wet cunt. Your continued to kiss him, dreading the moment he’d pull away. The incubus collected your slick with his long fingers and rubbed your clit in a satisfying manner. You writhed beneath him, feeling spent already and your arousal nearing. You felt him smile into your kiss, something about him felt more electrifying than when you’d first seen him. He felt more powerful, energized, confident.

He pulled away from you and you chased his sweet lips with a whine. “Greedy thing,” he teased, his free hand caressing your cheeks.

His hand on your pussy slowed down, his long middle finger grazed your drippy entrance and you jolted upwards in surprise. The demon began to kiss your neck as his finger began sliding into you. The feeling was foreign but amazing and unlike anything you’ve ever felt. The feeling of his finger plunging into your pussy and his nibbles and wet kisses to your neck has you open-mouthed and moaning uncontrollably in ecstasy.

“Y’so tight, doll. Too small f’me. I’d break you, wouldn’t I?” He said from your neck, you nodded dumbly. You’d agree with anything he said in the state you were in. “How about a help you finish this way and we’ll work up to my cock, hm? You’re my doll, right pretty girl? F’me to ruin and play with whenever I please?”

You whined, nodding your head in agreement, “f’you only. Y’doll.”

The incubus smirked again and encased your lips into an intoxicating kiss once again. His finger sped up plunging in and out of you and his thumb circled around your clit. You bucked your hips up into him and he chuckled into your mouth. Another one of his long fingers prodded at your hole and you whined into his lips, shaking your head.

He pulled away from your lips and gave you a pointed look, “y’falling apart from just one finger, doll. C’mon, just one more,” the demon forced his pointer finger into your tight cunt. You whined at the brief pain, feeling a tear prick at your eyes. He clicked his tongue, “don’t cry. I had to do it, sweet girl. How would you ever take my cock at this rate.”

His fingers thrusted into you ruthlessly and he rubbed and pinched your clit, his free hand switched off playing with your breasts, and his lips attacked your neck with love bites. You’re breathing became erratic and your back arched off the bed and pressed into the man’s clothed one. Your mouth opened wide as a long, loud moan fell from your lips. The demon didn’t halt his actions until you were quivering at the overstimulation. He smiled at you devilishly.

You let out a shaky breath, trying to compose yourself as he stared at you with a smile on his face. “Y’okay?”

You nodded, feeling overwhelmingly exhausted. Your whole body throbbed and you still weren’t thinking clearly. “Who are you?” You asked.

“M’Sirius, doll, your worst nightmare.”

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leogichidaa · 1 year

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The Siren Song

Chapter 2: The Winds of Fate

“The map will be our legacy,” James continued. “Our gift to the future generations of Hogwarts.”

“Would have been nice if you waited until the end of the year to pass on our legacy,” Sirius grumbled.

James placed a hand to his chest and said, “The winds of fate can be a cruel mistress, but we must trust that she has a greater plan than we can yet conceive.”

Sirius looked at James and shook his head. “You are a ridiculous prat, Prongs,” he declared.

James smiled at Sirius, his eyes twinkling in a way that never failed to move Sirius. James could spout whatever ridiculous, sentimental nonsense he liked and Sirius might scoff and roll his eyes, but he would believe it—really and truly believe it—when he looked James in the eye and was confronted with a vast sincerity the likes of which he had never before seen in his life.

“You adore me, though,” James said.

“Yeah, I suppose I do,” Sirius said, returning James’ smile.

#I was listening to the man of la mancha soundtrack when I wrote this #Incubus fic #Incubus!Regulus #regulus black #sirius black #james potter

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silverdelirium · 3 years

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ESCAPE ME | S.B

SUMMARY ➠ you’re sex demon!sirius’ favorite angel to take care of.

WARNINGS ➠ very light dubcon, breeding kink, humiliation, mentions of somnophilia, nicknames, rough sex, size kink, dacryphilia, fingering, mentions of hell, hand around the throat once, mentions of blowjob. don’t read if any of these sound unappealing or make you uncomfortable.

WORD COUNT ➠ 1.7k

A/N ➠ after 2 business months of having this idea in the drafts, i present you this <3 shout out to “her soul to take” by harley laroux for putting this idea in my brain !!

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you couldn’t see him. but you could feel him.

it was 10:23PM. he’s here early, you noted.

a pang of guilt washed over you; for anticipating this in a way. it was part of your daily routine at this point, to be in a hazy state of mind, usually in your apartment, and out of the shadows comes sirius lurking around. leaning down to brush your hair away, sometimes even giving you a small nip at the cheek, which probably meant to be a ‘kiss’ in his mind— not that you wanted to know what went on up there.

“sirius?” you questioned, looking around the empty office with furrowed brows and accelerated heart.

this wasn’t the first time he had taken you in the office.

on rare nights like this, he would get too impatient waiting for you, his cock aching at the thought of having you writhing braindead under him as you fought the sleepiness that occasionally overcame you.

you could see him now, standing at the very corner with crossed arms, his chest bare as always, black horns barely perking from his locks— the same ones you were tugging on just last night.

“i’m right here, lovely” he murmured, giving you the faintest of smiles.

his voice sounded like he was right behind you; that didn’t take you by your surprise, it was a trick he used almost every night, just to see the flash of fear that sparked behind your eyes.

he came closer, his presence invading you as the lights shut off, his doing, you realized.

“i’m tired” you whimpered, trying to ignore the bubbling feeling on your lower belly as he jutted his bottom lip out in a fake pout, as if he was mocking you.

“that never stopped us before, did it?” he smirked, letting the light from the big window reflect on his godly features— ironically enough.

you swallowed the lump in your throat as he took your hands from your lap, bringing you up harshly as you shook with both urgency and fear.

his eyes darkened, “why are you afraid? i’ve told you multiple times i’d never do anything to hurt you. you’re my favorite little angel after all. always at my disposal, letting me wreck your cunt for hours on end” he sighed, connecting his forehead with yours as your back collided softly with the glass window.

he was doing it again, clouding your senses with lust as you struggled to fight them away, desperately attempting to ignore the arousal dampening your panties as he tugged harshly at the buttoned-up shirt with his clawed hand.

you gasped as you felt him tear the material off, the previously sewed buttons now laying on the floor freely.

“bunny” he chuckled “you’re all marked up from last night. so pretty” he noted, tracing the dark hues with his split tongue, coaxing a small wail out of you.

“how many times have i told you not to wear these stupid pants. so hard to fuck in.” he tsked, a scowl adorning his face as you sunk into yourself, feeling his nails leave small scratches down the skin on your thighs.

you mumbled a weak apology, sirius’ dick stirring in his shabby pants as you mindlessly begged for his touch.

he complied, giving your sensitive panty-covered clit a nudge with his thumb while you held onto his forearms, which were full of black veins that ran all over the length of it.

“poor little thing- so helpless and stupid when your aching cunt is being played with” he chuckled in a mocking tone, making you flush as your waterline moistened with fresh tears. “please” you sighed, rutting your hips against him as you fell deeper into a cloud of black bliss.

he cocked his head to the side, a smug expression— not quite a smirk— danced upon his mouth while he teased your gushing entrance with two digits that were heavily drenched from your slick after slipping your knickers to the side, not having enough patience to take them fully off.

“what is it, sweetheart? you want your little pussy filled, desperate slut?” he seethed, giving your fog of a brain zero time to even analyze the question before both thick fingers entered you at once, making you arch your back off the glass as you cried out in a haze, hating the way your walls fluttered around them because fuck did it feel amazing to have someone from the male kind to treat your body right.

your breath stuck in your throat as you nodded feebly. “yes— fuck. yes please”

“there we go… good girl, giving into me so easily, seems like i won’t have to tame the brat out of you this time.” he bellowed with a small caress to your sweet spot.

bursts of pleasure exploded behind your eyes, a dozen colors; as he watched you intently, soaking up the way you turned into a puddle for him. you, a sweet fucking mortal, the resemblance of an angel itself on his eyes. devoting to him, a sacred member of hell.

“you’re such a cute little thing” he said “the sweetest piece of ass everyone is thirsting over. yet here you are, clenching around my fingers like a common whore.”

he accelerated the thrusts of his fingers, making the welled up tears in your eyes threaten to spill as the room filled with your embarrassingly loud cries and squelches. only making sirius’ cock throb harder.

“i’m gonna fuck you so good tonight. gonna fill that pussy up with my cum and then take you all over again until all you can think about is how i fucking impregnated you” he promised, thumbing at your sensitive nub in circles as you chanted his name, slamming a palm on the glass behind you before coming undone with a small shout.

his lips tilted in a smirk as you dripped down his arm. “you’re so fucking messy” he squinted, forcing your mouth open with his free hand.

he didn’t even need to ask before your tongue was rounding his damp digits even in the high of the orgasm.

a glint of pride swam in his darkened hues, “there we go, good girl, you’re so obedient today, puppy.”

“sirius, want it” your legs shook as you struggled to hold yourself up after the inhumane (literally) orgasm.

“want what, you stupid slut? i told you i hate blabbering little babies” he seethed, holding your face in one large hand, making your swollen lips pucker up.

“your— cock! please, it hurts.”

his dick twitched in his pants yet again, it only took a quick motion of his hands for the large girth to be freed.

even after all this time of seeing and feeling it in places you never even knew existed, your mouth stayed agape at the view of his cock.

it was thick and long, with two hard ridges at the sides that pushed away all teensy doubts of him being the slightest of a human.

“you want it, sweetheart?”

you nodded your head yes, clit pulsing madly as he harshly turned you around, one leg being hoisted up and bent on the crook of his arm.

a whine slipped past your lips at the unforeseen motion, fists clenching at the side of your head whilst you stared down at the city.

“well keep those fucking legs open because you’re not gonna be able to sit on that cunt for days”

the thought itself numbed your hazy mind.

his tip pooled with pre-cum as he rubbed it on your slit, walls throbbing at the mere outside sensation.

“siri— oh! fuck-!” your words tripped over each other as the glass fogged with your labored breathing when sirius unexpectedly pushed into you, your cunt squeezing around him in mere seconds, still not used to his size.

you had no time to brace yourself before he was thrusting into you mercilessly.

“you like that, angel?” he growled, black optics trained on the bouncing of your ass in his thighs.

“mhm” you replied meekly, letting out a cry as his cock kissed your cervix.

tears ran down your apple cheeks as you begged for him to slow down, even though your veins screamed in protest if he stilled for a millisecond.

a palm came to wrap around your throat, constricting your breathing yet again as sirius pulled you to look back at him, leaving a perfect arch of your back.

“keep fucking crying, makes my cock ache so hard to cum inside you, baby”

a deep groan came from the depths of his throat at the sight of your beady eyes filling in tears for what had to be the sixth time that night.

“yes” you rasped, caving in. “cum inside me, please, you fuck me so good.”

“there’s my sweet girl” he praised, patting at your face before making you face forward, pounding at your snug pussy like there was no tomorrow.

he hummed in your ear at your broken moans and pleads. “promise you won’t try to do it again, sweetheart?”

“wh-what?”

“to escape me— you always try to as if that doesn’t make me wanna fuck you into tomorrow further. just wanna isolate you from everyone else so we can finally be together, baby. it’s truly all i want. so, promise me you won’t behave like a dumb slut?”

“i-i can’t— ah!” you slapped a palm on the window before the mouth-watering orgasm ran over you.

you burnt with euphoria as sirius’ grunts thumped in your ear.

not long after your inner walls were sprayed with his cum. it seemed never-ending. it always did. and this time you were not scared of it in the slightest.

you had truly given up. or in is more like it.

you knew you couldn’t deny the mind-blowing bliss sex with sirius provided.

his voice seemed distant, even though his damp chest was right in line with your back. “come on, angel, don’t forget your manners. get down on your knees and clean the fucking mess you made on my cock”

a slight tilt of your head backwards and your clit was drumming with need at the sight of his dick covered in a thin layer of slick.

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your breath stayed caught in your throat as you sat up abruptly, cringing at the layer of sweat that covered your entire body.

the room was pitch black.

and again, you couldn’t see him, but you could feel him. and that was enough to sent you spiraling into an exhausted state.

he always gets what he wants, you thought. it’s not fucking fair.

sirius only smirked at you from his corner in the shadows, hidden from sight.

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quick a/n if you didn’t understand the ending!

sex demons (or incubus) tend to manifest during wet dreams or sleep paralysis (mostly sleep paralysis) so yes, sirius did in fact fuck the reader, but he obviously will not show himself while she’s awake, simply because he can’t. dw tho, in my mind, they made a ritual to make him human and fell in love <3.

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xx-thedarklord-xx · 6 years

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Asylum in Humanity

Thank you @everyoneinspaceisgay for the quick beta. And @foularcadebanana for being the best person possible.

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“What are you doing?”

The voice was hard, cruel and unfortunately familiar.

“Let him die, Black,” his maker, Maximovich, demanded—tone steady and unforgiving.

Sirius looked down at the dying Incubus and felt sympathy, not hatred. He wasn’t sure why other Vampires held such disdain for other Magical Beings. Was it an entitlement? Age, perhaps? He knew that the political stigma of recently turned Vampires was at a critical stage, one where the wrong move meant ostracization.

But if being a well-behaved Vampire meant that he had to harm other beings for entitlement, then he was no better than the bigoted purebloods he had detested all his life. It was as if he had given up one bigotry only to gain another.

When would the hatred stop?

When the Incubus looked up, Sirius felt his heart clench. A teenager, no more than fifteen. What kind of monster kills a child for no reason other than because they can?

“I can’t do that,” Sirius whispered, eyes still on the adolescent.

When the teenager looked at him, pain on his face and confusion in his eyes, Sirius knew that he would do anything he could to protect him. What use was it existing if it meant taking the lives of others?

“If your cowardice will sway you, then stand aside. I shall kill him myself.”

The injured boy tried to move as a whimper left his mouth, but it was nothing compared to the speed of a Vampire.

“No!” Sirius yelled as Maximovich picked up the Incubus by the throat. “I’ll give him asylum.”

Maximovich voiced nothing, but the anger in his eyes said it all.

“That is not yours to give.”

“Then I give him my own.”

The Incubus gasped, whether due to the hand still around his throat or to the statement, Sirius wasn’t sure. All he did know, was that Remus was going to kill him.

“You would give up the security of being my prodigy for an Incubus?”

Yes. He wasn’t sure if it was his life as a wizard that made his heart soft, but he couldn’t bear the thought of being anything like his maker.

Maximovich laughed, the sound humourless and cold.

“And you think you are ready to face the world? A meagre Vampire with little training? You think you will stand tall against your brethren—ones that have been around longer than humanity?”

No. The thought was far scarier than Sirius wanted to admit, but he couldn’t do nothing. Couldn’t allow himself to turn into everything he was against.

“It might be a mistake,” Sirius admitted reluctantly. “But I’m going to die trying.”

“Oh, you’ll die alright.”

When Maximovich’s hand slipped and the boy fell, Sirius sprang forward, unwilling to let more harm come to him.

Sirius made sure to position the Incubus in his arms in a way that wouldn’t hurt him further. He eyed Maximovich before he turned away and left by floo.

The last thing he saw before the green flames flickered was a harsh glare and the threat of fangs barred.

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“You didn’t have to do that.” An Australian accent was detected as the reprimand fell flat, and the Incubus whimpered when Sirius landed unsteadily.

“You would have died.”

“Death by the hands of the enemy is far more forgiving than surviving in banishment”

Sirius walked away from the fireplace and made his way towards the sofa.

“Banishment? What could someone so young have done to be banished?”

A sneer was his only reply, and Sirius knew better than to pry.

“You have a name, young one?”

An arched brow at the nickname had Sirius’ lips twitching.

“Gale.”

“Sirius.” He held out his hand, and when no return was offered, Sirius let out a laugh.

“I’m going to die; my wounds will not heal.”

Sirius rolled his eyes as he stood up and made his way over to his potions kit. “Why must children be so dramatic? You will not die, not when I can do something.”

“You are a Vampire,” Gale sneered. “Nothing you do will be able to help.”

“Dramatic and knowledgeable—so knowledgeable that you think you know everything. Another sign of youth.”

Before Gale could say anything, Sirius was back with several potions and a few healing salves.

“You know the craft?”

Sirius arched his brows. “I was a wizard before I was turned.”

Gale gasped. “But what of the treaty? It’s against the code to bite a wizard for fear of repercussions.”

“Tell that to my maker,” Sirius grumbled, bitter anger still prominent.

“Your existence could start a war.”

Sirius bit his lip to refrain from giving too much information out. Especially to someone as dangerous as Gale.

Gale winced as the potions began to help the internal injuries that Maximovich had done.

“I’m hungry.”

Sirius let out a low whistle as he jumped away.

“I can’t help you there.”

Gale snorted. “I do not require physical satisfaction. That will not happen till I reach maturity.”

The implications were fascinating to Sirius, not much information on Incubi was known to the public. Each race of Magical Beings withholds vital information for protection, secrecy and pride.

“Then how do you eat?”

Gale grinned, the action borderline malicious as jagged teeth poked through.

“Magic comes in waves that not everyone can see. I will survive by the aroma of sensuous emotions—it’s aura, its smell, and the way it tastes in the air.”

Sirius furrowed his brows as that went completely over his head. He wasn’t sure what Gale was talking about.

“You are in love.”

A bewildered noise left Sirius as he cocked his head to the side.

“Why do you say that?”

“I can see it,” Gale whispered, eyes searching the air around Sirius. “People like to think that sensuous emotions can only include lust, but they are wrong. Love is just as in-depth as lust, and it is powerful.”

Sirius let out a breathy exclamation, awed that such a gift could exist. “You can see that I am in love?”

“Oh yes,” Gale said, head nodding slowly. “You love deeply.”

Before Sirius could reply, the sound of his floo connecting had him rushing forward, panicked for an intruder. He relaxed when familiar brown eyes met his own.

“You absolute tosser.” The insult came moments before Sirius was smacked upside the head. “I can’t believe you. What the bloody hell were you thinking?” Remus exploded, the anger clearly heard.

“Ah, I see.”

Remus and Sirius turned to Gale, who had settled more firmly against the sofa.

“Who the fuck are you?”

Sirius snorted as Remus took a step forward, only to pause as he sniffed the air.

“Sirius, why do you have an Incubus in here?”

“He loves you,” Gale said before Sirius could explain.

Remus shot Sirius a look before he crossed his arms. “I know that.”

“Can you see his?” Sirius wondered.

Gale looked at Remus, eyes jarringly wise as a smile slowly appeared.

“You love in the same pattern, how intriguing.”

“What are you talking about?” Remus asked, arms falling as he stepped closer to Sirius. “What pattern? Sirius, what is he talking about?”

“Incubi can see emotions, well at least love, I don’t know about others.”

Gale lifted a shoulder. “Not all, but most.”

Remus perked up, hands coming together in a way that had Sirius groaning.

“Which ones can you see? Does it differ with the people? Or even the Incubi? How about the differences when it comes to Succubae? Oh, what about—”

Sirius covered Remus’ mouth with his hand.

“Oh Merlin, don’t overload the poor boy.”

Gale laughed, the sound more relaxed than Sirius had gotten out of him previously.

“What did you mean?” Sirius asked softly. “About the pattern?”

“Love doesn’t have to be sensuous,” Gale began with a shrug. “Sometimes one party will be in love, and the other is not. Other times the love is parallel but never crossing. The wavelengths of emotion are deep and vastly different from one person to the next.”

Remus hummed curiously. “And ours is the same?” He smiled at Sirius and even after all the years together, it would always enamour him.

“In some societies, they deal in mates, but that would not apply to you. Not with the cross-species and different genetics. I don’t see patterns like this often, and never with such a unique couple.”

Sirius entwined his fingers with Remus’ as he maintained eye contact. He wasn’t entirely sure about Gale’s explanation. The only thing he knew without a doubt, was his own love for Remus.

“In hindsight, I suppose I’m lucky your love entwines so easily.”

“Oh?” Sirius prompted, suddenly suspicious.

“It will feed me just fine.”

Silence settled briefly before, “What?” Remus asked, a tinge of hysteria to his tone.

“Feed you? You are a child. We aren’t going to feed you!”

Gale smirked as his eyes closed and he inhaled deeply. “Don’t fret, werewolf. I do not seek the pleasure of the body. The emotional emissions you both give off is enough for me.”

When Gale inhaled again, Remus shook his head.

“Are you inhaling our emotions?”

“Primitive outlook, but I suppose that is accurate.”

The more Gale spoke, the more Sirius wasn’t sure what to make of him. Gale didn’t act like a teenager would, nor did he speak like one. He supposed it could be a different view of their culture, but he was suspicious.

“The potions can only do so much, feeding will help me heal completely.”

Remus huffed, clearly wanting more information, but Sirius knew that he wouldn’t push.

“The asylum will help me leave this country,” Gale continued, eyes still closed and inhalations still deep.

“Asylum?” Remus whispered as he looked to Sirius. “You granted him asylum.”

Sirius winced as he shook his head.

“He gave me his own,” came Gale’s quiet addition.

Remus closed his eyes as he tightened the hold on their entwined fingers.

“Tell me you didn’t.”

When Sirius said nothing, Remus exhaled loudly.

“I thought you knew,” Sirius said as he gestured towards the fireplace. “You were angry when you came in.”

“Our sources said that Maximovich kicked you out of the coven, not that you gave away your only protection.”

“I know but—”

“Sources?”

They both ignored Gale as Sirius continued. “They were going to kill him, Remus. He’s a child. I couldn’t watch Maximovich murder him.”

Remus’ eyes softened as he glanced towards Gale.

“But giving up your asylum?”

“It was the only thing I could do.”

Remus nodded once, the action more defeated than Sirius would have liked.

“We’ll have to leave the area. Our plans are already in motion. Without the coven as protection, we need to go abroad.”

“Are the other areas prepared?”

Sirius could see Gale eyeing them in confusion, but he ignored him.

“They will be,” Remus said in a confident tone, and Sirius knew he would make it happen.

“And the operatives?”

Remus grinned smugly. “Already gone.”

Sirius let out a low whistle before he pulled Remus towards him.

“You work mighty quick.��

“Only when you are gone.”

“Aw,” Sirius cooed. “Because you miss me?”

“Never,” Remus teased as he placed a kiss against Sirius’ nose.

“I actually work better with you gone. You aren’t good for production.”

Sirius scoffed, a frown marring his features. “Cruel, Moony. I’m supposed to be the light of your life.”

“That doesn’t mean you aren’t a distraction.”

Before Sirius could argue against that, Gale spoke up, tone harsh.

“Who are you two?” There was suspicion in his voice. “Your emotions have muddled into something else entirely.”

Sirius shared a look with Remus, both silently asking the same thing. When Remus shrugged, Sirius knew that meant it was up to him to decide. The tosser really was going to leave him responsible.

He had already given Gale asylum, what else did he have to lose?

“Remember earlier when you said my existence could start a war?”

Gale narrowed his eyes.

“What if I told you that the war was already underway? Only the opposition doesn’t know it.”

“Who is it against?”

Remus pulled Sirius closer as wrapped his arms around Sirius’ neck and looked to Gale.

“Everyone.”

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I had a lot of fun with this, wolfstar isn’t my usual, but Vampire Sirius was too good to pass up. Thank you for the prompt, anon. And I’m sure it’s quite different from what you imagined, sorry about that.

#Wolfstar #Sirius Black #Remus Lupin #Vampire #Werewolf #Incubus #Vampire Sirius #Established Relationship #I suppose #Sirius is all soft #prompt

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aryastark-valarmorghulis · 3 years

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Inspired by the amazingly talented @mlim8 and her PERFECT, fun, sexy, wholesome Rembus and Hunter AU, I wrote this little fic, set in that ‘verse. Expect lots of sexual tension between Rembus and Hunter.

No rest for the wicked

Rating: M Wordcount: 2.7K Summary: “In the lovely village of Gryffindor, there's a problem: a demon, an incubus, is terrorising the villagers. Hunter Sirius Black knows everything about demons, but he has never met one like Remus.” - Evenings in the village are chilly and windy. Like any other remote village up north, Gryffindor is nestled in a narrow valley, surrounded from all sides by dark, sloping mountains, their summit hidden by a mist of clouds, dissolving into the grey, thunderous sky. Sirius observes what’s outside the window of his room – he requested a room on the third and last storey of the inn to have a good view of all his surroundings: a tailor’s shop, a baker, the huge soap makers’ brick building, thatched cottages in a row, all with shiny puddles of water in front of them, and a cobblestone road that twists and slithers. You can’t see the rundown church from here, but Sirius knows it’s there, feels it, to the west, on the outskirts of the village, half-covered by wild, overgrown ivy and surrounded by tall oaks.

Keep reading on ao3

#wolfstar #hunter and rembus au #rembus and hunter #remus/sirius #my writing

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jegulusofwesper · 9 months

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thanks for the tag @wanderingdonut ☺️

Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your WIPs and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for every vote it gets.

np tags: @stonedregulus @crying-lightningx @grimjobs @underburningstars @nightshift-clocking-in @lemndrps

#tag games

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wolfstarlibrarian · 3 years

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Welcome to the fifth installment of Beyond The Shelves!

This month’s creator spotlight is on the truly unique and amazing @mlim8. Mel has brought new life into fandom with her stunning art and comics that can make you laugh and cry. She's also the artist behind the Padfoot you can pet on the Librarian's home page (desktop) and the Moony gif on the Help Desk page. Now let's get to know this incredible artist!

Name: Mel is fine :D (she/her)

Where can people find your art?/Support you?

I'm only on Tumblr! @mlim8 (I tried getting a Twitter but I got confused so it's an account in limbo~). My Wolfstar/HP Masterlist is here (links only work on mobile)

What's your favorite thing about Remus & Sirius?

I'm a biggggg sucker for the 'childhood friends' trope. As well as pairings that scream mutual pining, but on the other hand, can be pure fluff. I like pairings where the couple can play off each other, can support each other, who might not always see eye-to-eye but have also been with the other for so long now, they know what they’re doing to make sure they still work, because in the end, they LOVE EACH OTHER. Somehow, Remus and Sirius can tick off all these different boxes and I love them for it uwu And then, there’s also just so much mystery about them in the books and therefore, so much freedom to interpret them, given how little we actually have to go on - it’s so cool to see them in an assortment of AUs, tropes, canon, non-canon fics and see them fall in love over and over and over again… So ultimately? I guess my favourite thing is that it’s so damn obvious how in love they are with one another that the Wolfstar fandom is as big as it is :)

What do you think your signature style is?

I think I’m known for fanfic comics, cute fluff, and my chibi style. You will also see a blush on my characters’ cheeks like 98.9% of the time. I can’t help it… it belongs there lol

What inspires you?

Fanfics, usually. I actually came back to drawing on tumblr because of some beautiful fanfics that I couldn’t get out of my head and needed to draw them. Afterward, it would be songs, videos, memes, conversations with friends, posts from friends, etc - it’s not difficult to take something and go “Do it again, but as Wolfstar.”

What advice would you give new artists?

I guess some obvious ones would be to practice, practice, practice. Use references and 3D models, they help so damn much. Video tutorials and other art tutorials are there to help you make things easier, there really is an endless pit of things to learn and techniques to master. Some other things that people might forget: drink water, do stretches for your wrists and neck, get up once in a while to get blood flow in your legs. But most importantly, even if you want to practice a lot, don’t forget to TAKE. BREAKS. Your body and mind will thank you.

You also don’t need anything super fancy to draw: traditional art is just as valid as any digital art (more so because you don’t have a CTRL+Z function and it drives me insane, so power to you!!). Cheaper $50 art tablets can do what you need them to, as long as you know how to use it. With art programs, there are tons of free ones that you can get your feet wet before committing to any expensive programs (I’ve used Paint Tool SAI for years in the past and I know artists that use FireAlpaca and GIMP with amazing results as well :D)

Lastly, and this is gonna be a hard one: Don’t compare yourself (or your progress) to other artists. People take years (decades??) to make art that they love and develop a style/technique that they’re proud of and it’s not worth the stress. You’re only in a competition with yourself and that’s challenging enough already!

What do you use to create your art?

I use a Wacom Bamboo Fun Pen & Touch - it was a birthday gift from waaaay back that I’ve had for a decade now :’)

For art programs, I’ve been using Clip Studio Paint for about 8 months now and I use Photoshop for stitching larger GIFs together uwu

What's a favorite piece you made and why?

Oh my God, how to decide… there’s been a ton that I’ve been proud of but my favourite (spelling with a u because I’m Canadian, eh) would be the recent Candy Heart Post I did a couple weeks back now. Just a lot of love and effort went into it, not just the art itself but trimming the song, all the editing and timing of each frame. I wanted so hard to tell a story and I think it came out the way I wanted it to :)

Pick one of your own pieces/AUs and give readers a little note about it. What inspired it? Why is it a favorite?

Okay, so this is probably an obvious one for those that have been on my blog for the last few months - but I have an AU called ‘Rembus and Hunter AU’ that is about an incubus demon, Remus, and a Demon Hunter, Sirius. The demon, affectionately called Rembus, is surprisingly sweet and adorable. In short: HE IS BABY. And when Hunter comes to the Village of Gryffindor to get rid of him, he learns that there’s more to demons than he’s known through the church and his family.

It’s just a really stupidly cute AU, despite the premise, and I’m so excited to share their story with everyone (one day, haha I’m a slow artist -)! Here’s Part 0 (the info card), if anyone is interested :)

It was created when I came upon an outfit ( similar to what Rembus wears) and thought “Okay, but Incubus!Remus.” - and that’s it. That’s usually how my AUs come about. The smallest inspiration and I spiral out of control with a backstory. This AU was fleshed out a lot with the help of Whippy, who was great to bounce all these ridiculous ideas off of lol

Make sure to check back later today for a list of works and recs from Mel herself!

#beyond the shelves #creator spotlight #mlim8 #wolfstar #remus x sirius

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