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daenysx · 1 month
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hello!! Your writings are amazing, can i get a james x female reader where reader gets jealous for some reason but she doesn’t say anything and james notices something is bothering her and just lots of fluff? Have a great day!!
i love how i can write fanfic with honest and dreamy characters, james is literally perfect for this! thank you for requesting lovely, i hope you enjoy
james potter x fem!reader
there's a girl at the party who wears your boyfriend's jacket.
you don't react because she's obviously james's friend. james stands next to her, talking to sirius and he doesn't see you standing at the door yet. you look around; you see remus drinking and talking to lily at the corner, marlene and dorcas are busy trying on a new lip gloss and they are clearly drunk. you don't think about the girl you don't know yet, maybe she's cold and james is so lovely, he gave his jacket without thinking anything-
well, there is something which you can't explain in this scenario. the girl keeps leaning towards james, her hand slowly makes its way to touch his arm. she's smiling, she keeps talking to sirius at the same time. she's leaning again, and again, until she presses her head to james's shoulder.
there's a pit in your chest, the possesiveness and the jealousy fill it cruelly. james looks dizzy, he flinches a bit, and he doesn't even look at the girl's direction. his eyes are on sirius, he laughs at him loudly but still it doesn't make you feel any better. she wears his jacket and she touches him, you are begging yourself to go get your boy but it's like your feet are stuck here. your lip twitches, you blink slowly until the ache in your chest lessens.
you take a few steps towards them, finally. james sees you and a huge smile forms on his face. he shrugs off, the girl backs off, james realizes there's an actual person on his shoulder. all of it happens in a second and suddenly you are pulled against james's chest, making an eye contest with sirius black.
"oh, hello." sirius says, he's clearly more drunk than james. "you look gor-geous."
you smile at him, james pulls you to his chest even closer. "thanks, siri. you look like you're having fun."
sirius gives you a charming smile. "i'm having too much fun mocking your boyfriend's new haircut, lovely."
"okay, stop flirting with my girl you dickhead." james says.
you still don't know who the girl is but that's because the boys haven't tried to introduce her. you fix james's hair. "i think it's nice." you say, referring to his haircut. he really looks good.
"yeah?" james whispers. "you like it?"
you nod, james leans in to kiss you. your lips meet halfway and sirius makes a stupid sound he always makes when you show affection in front of him. "ugh, it's like seeing my parents."
you smile, the girl and her hands are almost forgotten. she doesn't let you forget her though, she touches james's arm again and offers him his jacket back and smiles at him.
"thank you, james. i had a great time with you." she says. she makes a great job at ignoring you and your hand on james's back shakes. she leaves, james holds his jacket. you hide your face to his chest. you can't handle your boyfriend being so sweet and oblivious sometimes, you can't help but remember how she looked at james and how she tried to touch him further.
james still doesn't realize anything. he keeps talking to sirius, he thinks you're tired and that's the reason why you still hold onto him like you're hiding. you are not sure if you should feel this much of jealousy but she had his jacket and she touched him and she ignored you and she smiled-
"baby." james's voice interrupts you. "are you okay?"
you nod. "i'm fine. just tired."
"do you want to leave?" his voice sounds like he's sobering up, the effect of drinks slowly leaves his system as he sips ice cold water. you nod, he takes your hand and leads you outside. he passes your drunk friends carefully, you take a huge breath when your face meets the fresh air.
the street is quiet, james still holds your hand. you take another breath, looking at his eyes. you know he doesn't believe you when you say you're okay and act far from okay, but he doesn't push it. he just looks at you with his pretty eyes full of questions.
you can't resist, you can't hide anything from him for too long anyway. "that girl- um, she was wearing your jacket."
"yeah, she's an old friend from school. she said she forgot her jacket and she was cold."
you know he is honest, james has no reason to lie to you. "right." you say. "but well, i just noticed how she kept touching you and- it looked like she was trying to get close to you, i think."
james lifts an eyebrow. "wait, really?" he's cute when he tries to process what happened. "i mean, i don't know her intentions but- that's weird now that i think about it."
maybe it would be hard to believe if it were someone else but you trust james with your entire heart. you know he's open and honest with you all the time, you never had any reason to doubt him. he looks concerned right now, like he hurt you somehow. you squeeze his fingers. he pulls you closer to hug your shoulders.
"i'm sorry, sweetheart." he says against your hair. "i imagine how that must make you feel."
"it's not your fault jamie." you say back. "you were only talking to sirius, i don't even think you realized her touching your arm, you were a bit drunk, remember?"
james hums, your words help but probably because he tries to create the image you saw in his head, he frowns.
you tilt your head back to kiss his frown off. james accepts your kiss hungrily, he kisses you back with adoration. his hands cup your cheeks, thumbs rubbing your skin until you relax.
you give him a smile. "i love how nice you are to people."
james kisses your forehead. "i might be less nice, from now on my girl will be the only one who wears my jacket."
you blush, that sounds good actually. "james-"
"i don't want to see you upset. i'd be upset if i were you."
"thank you, baby." you say. "but you don't have to act differently, i love you exactly the way you are."
james thinks for a moment. "okay. then let's say i'll be more careful to understand people's intentions."
"let's go our home." you whisper. james nods with a kiss on your head.
you kiss him fondly on his cheek, your heart feels like it'll explode out of love. you smile, james's frown fully disappears. you hug him properly, putting your head on his shoulder, feeling his fingers on your hair.
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nikholascrow · 2 months
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finally dead - word count: 199 (I felt bad for all my recent angst so here’s reg escaping)
“Regulus black is pronounced dead after his disappearance 6 months ago in october. authorities at the ministry say that it is very unlikely that Black’s case will be reopened due to the many disappearances that have taken place in recent years.” A smile tugged at the corner of James’ lips as he picked up a particularly ripe looking tomato and set it in his basket. the witch on the radio continued. “Regulus Black’s death now leaves the noble and ancient house of Black without an heir as Walburga Black continues to age and her husband Orion passed away last year. Walburga was not available for comment on her son’s death.”
James pulled open the door to his muggle flat and gently set the grocery bags on the kitchen counter as he slipped off his shoes and set a bouquet of flowers down as he opened a cabinet to look for a vase.
Sirius and Remus would be over soon to celebrate once they got through Moody’s extensive security.
a small black cat wrapped itself around his legs and James scooped it up “hello love” he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of the cat’s head “you’re finally dead.”
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popczykpisarz · 21 days
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Evan Rosier is so french you don't understand.
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not-rab · 21 days
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part one of Music and Memories, a Marauders band AU
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wulanvansunshine · 18 days
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Something about Barty is he will always make me go feral. Doesn’t matter if it’s him in a fic, a cosplay, fanart, ANYTHING to do with him and I am down bad. Giggling and kicking my feet, squealing and just losing my mind
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pearlynia · 2 months
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"What died didn't stay dead, you're alive, you're alive in my head"
Me to my dead gay wizards at some point:
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42 w Regulus
#42: “stay quiet”
Summary/Warnings: Regulus Black x (f) Reader hide in a closet to avoid detention. Includes praise & fingering, also some *very* light choking.
Also @ whoever decided that Regulus's go-to petname was 'dove' you are so smart and I want to kiss you
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You'd known Sirius Black had a penchant for pranks, but you never expected his stoic brother to be the same way.
"Regulus!" You hissed. He'd somehow convinced you to be his lookout as he carried out his prank. It wasn't until you arrived that you realized his prank involved casting a charm to make a classroom disappear.
And not just any classroom. Professor McGonagall's classroom.
You could hear someone approaching. Whoever it was walked quickly, their footsteps clicking purposefully against stone. You'd recognise those footsteps anywhere.
"Regulus!" You said, voice slightly more panicked. "It's her! She's coming!"
He whirled around, a triumphant smirk on his face. Behind him, you saw that the door to Professor McGonagall's classroom had disappeared.
You didn't have time to register anything else before Regulus pulled you down the hallway, quickly around a corner, and pushed you into an unassuming broom cupboard, closing the door behind the pair of you.
Your back was pressed into a broom rack. A sliver of light under the door illuminated the closet just enough for you to make out a few shadows. Next to you, Regulus let out a whispery laugh. You couldn't help but grin back at him, though you weren't sure he could see.
"What in the- Ooh I don't have time for this." Came McGonagall's voice.
Suddenly, a pair of cool hands came to rest on your hips. You sucked in a sharp breath at the sensation.
Standing behind you, Regulus whispered, "Shhh, dove. Wouldn't want to get caught, would we?"
You could feel him smirking as he lowered his head and began peppering kisses down your neck. His hands began to wander, one tracing along your collarbone and the other lifting the hem of your skirt.
"Reg-" You began, but paused as he found the buttons of your blouse, deftly unbuttoning it so he'd have better access. His long fingers swept under the top of your bra. Instinctively, you flattened your back against his chest and he bit at your ear.
"Do you like that, little dove?" He asked teasingly.
You could only nod as his fingers twisted around your nipple.
Outside in the hallway, Professor McGonagall's pacing footsteps grew louder and you could hear her muttering to herself as she undoubtedly looked for the culprit.
Regulus pushed your skirt up around your waist and pulled your underwear to the side. "Hmmm. So wet for me already, aren't you my dove?" He hummed in your ear, and you suppressed a moan at his words. "That's right my darling. You'd best stay quiet now. Wouldn't want to get caught now, would we?"
And with that, Regulus slid a finger inside you. You bit your lip to stop yourself from whimpering. His pace was merciless, one finger pumping in and out of your pussy while his thumb circled your clit.
He wrapped a gentle hand around your throat as your legs began to shake uncontrollably, whispering in your ear again, "Shhh."
As if you needed the reminder. Being caught by McGonagall would be one thing, but to be caught by McGonagall like this? You'd never live it down.
Regulus added a second finger to your cunt, and pressed so hard on your clit you swore your vision went white. He removed his hand from your throat, wrapping his arm around your waist instead, holding you up.
"Just like that." He whispered, "Just like that, dove. Come on my fingers like a good girl."
It pushed you over the edge, and he knew it, continuing to pump his fingers in and out as you came down from your high.
"Such a good girl for me," He said again, smoothing your skirt back down over your thighs.
You turned to face him and he pulled you into a deep kiss. You could just barely taste yourself on his tongue.
You pulled away as McGonagall's footsteps finally receded down the hallway. "Next time, Regulus," you said, "you'll be the lookout."
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dickmastersfruit · 1 month
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Marauders Fic Rec Masterlist
Masterlist
Also feel free to add ur recs to my google form if something isnt on there!!
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wildflowergirlie · 6 months
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I’d be UNSTOPPABLE if I didn’t have to sleep.
Being a writer and being in school and having hovering parents is an insane balance more fic writers should get credit for because how am I supposed to finish this fic by Christmas if I have to sleep and do homework and like function normally? And try to avoid explaining to my parents I’m writing fanfiction about some dead gay guys from the 70s?
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2bluetwo85 · 2 months
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Y'all, it's been 6 hours and my brain has still not recovered from a straight 3 hours of math then poetry analyzation, so I'm reading the smuttiest Jegulus one-shots that I can find
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itz-prizz · 2 months
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Starting Choices by MesserMoon. (officially given up on my mental well being :') )
Will I finish it or will it finish me...
Stay tuned to know.
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popczykpisarz · 6 months
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I need some good rosekiller centered fics 😭
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olivers-cocoapuffs · 9 months
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Prongs
I had to tell u about Barty
We were reading red white & royal blue moony
He can quote it from memory
Padfoot
Woah keep it in ur pants prongsy 
Moony
Actually that is quite attractive 
Padfoot
‘When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.’
Moony
Did you just quote Oscar Wilde to me.
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nikholascrow · 3 months
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anyone got any good fluffy marauders or drarry fic recs? I’m having a bad day and I wanna compile a list for future bad days
ships I like: Rosekiller, wolfstar, jegulus, marylily, dorlene, partyvan? (I wanna read more of them because I haven’t read much but it seems interesting) Jegulily (will also except stuff without ship content)
Things I don’t like: excessive miscommunication, toxic rosekiller, Barty Peter and Lily hate, smut (vaguely implied stuff is fine just don’t want anything graphic), love triangles unless resolved with a polyclue
things I do like!!: hurt/comfort, domestic fluff, school era, muggle au, high school au, band au, coffee shop au, parent au, character’s parents being good parents, found family, fake dating (they don’t have to have everything or anything on this list in them that’s just for ideas)
If I get a good list going I’ll make a list of all the ones I read if anyone wants me to :]
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bellaxisworld · 2 months
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february 5, @jegulus-microfic prompt: hormones. word count: 653.
The light streamed through the window just right, shining golden rays across Regulus’ sharp cheekbones, highlighting his pale freckles. James could do nothing but stare at the pretty boy across from him. Regulus looked adorable sitting there, forehead scrunched slightly in concentration, tongue in his cheek, licking his lips when there was a particularly hard question he didn’t know the answer to. James just wanted to touch, because he was angelic—heavenly, even—and he looked like he deserved to be worshiped, sitting there, all dark tousled curls and—
“James,” Regulus hissed. James’ head snapped up towards his eyes—his lovely gray eyes, stormy and alluring, they pulled James right in like gravity—and he clocked the immediate irritation there. “Are you listening to a word I’m saying?”
James nodded before the sentence had even left his mouth. “Absolutely.”
One delicate eyebrow arched, a coy smirk playing on his lips. The threat swirling in his eyes didn’t dissipate, though—he looked like a circling predator, eyeing its next meal. So vicious, so pretty—James was entirely at his disposal, preparing for slaughter. “Alright. Tell me one thing you’ve learned from the past few minutes.”
James quickly ran through memories of the past couple minutes, desperately searching for something, anything he could say, besides you’re so pretty, you could step on me and I’d thank y—
“Hormones!” James nearly shouted, excited for remembering something Regulus talked about. “You were discussing hormones, and you said… protein is a growth hormone, and it promotes the growth of…body tissues!” James grinned, very pleased with himself. Regulus couldn’t snark at him now, because duh, he was listening.
Regulus’ shoulders dropped, relaxing as he leant away from the table. “Well, then, you haven’t been completely useless, I suppose.” He picked up the textbook and shoved it in front of James, pointing at meaningless words on a page. “Here, it—”
And James was struck with an impulse.
“Go on a date with me,” James blurted, words breathy and looking up at Regulus through his lashes, warmth in his eyes because he was so full of affection for that boy.
Regulus jolted back, gray eyes wide but moving with some emotion, something stricken across his face. “What?”
“Go. On a date. With me,” James said with a slight smirk, much more confident in his words the second time. He couldn’t back out now.
And Regulus Black—the man with a heart of stone and built like a fortress—blushed. A swell of pride rushed through James’ chest.
“James, we are supposed to be studying—”
“I don’t need it. I’m not failing the class.”
“You’re kidding,” Regulus said, deadpan and staring right at him.
Pushing down the rise of fear, because boy, could Regulus intimidate him, James said, “No, love, I really just wanted to spend time with you. Faked the failing student act. But—”
Regulus’ face didn’t even flicker. “You wasted my time. I could be doing so many other, much more important things than entertaining you.”
“Okay, I’m sorry for not being direct about it. Let me make it up to you. Please, love, let me take you on a date.” James wouldn’t beg for attention, but he needed Regulus to take him seriously.
There were many beats of silence.
A twitch of the lips, an amused glance from those gray eyes that James could get lost in.
“Okay.”
James almost fell off his chair. “Okay?”
Regulus smiled, and it took James’ breath away. Pretty, pretty, pretty. “Still think you’re a nutter,” he quipped, gathering his books and picking up his bag. “Just think you might be a cute one.” He grinned at James, picking up James’ arm, and wrote his number in Sharpie across the back of his hand. “Text me,” Reg said with a wink over his shoulder, strutting out through the library doors.
James watched him walk away with heart eyes and a smile on his lips, the promise of a date warming his heart.
also found on ao3(multi-chapter microfic wip): february, i'm yours
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ladybirdvariant · 4 months
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Five Hogwarts students, all mysteriously framed walk into detention.
Sirius Black, the brain, is Oxford-bound and never breaks a rule.
Lily Evans, the beauty, is an aspiring model and the most popular girl at Hogwarts.
Remus Lupin, the criminal, is already on probation for dealing.
Dorcas Meadows, the athlete, is captain of the school's lacrosse team.
And Barty Crouch Jr., the outcast, is the creator of the notorious gossip app that took the Hogwarts student body by storm.
Five students enter the room, four come out alive. Before the end of the session, Barty is dead. When it comes out that he was going to release their carefully kept secrets via gossip app, Barty's four detention companions all become suspects in his murder.
Everyone has secrets, right? What really matters is how far you would go to protect them.
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One of Us is Lying Marauders AU!
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