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mrsriddlenott · 4 months
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The Sixth Day Of Smutmas
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~ Secret Santa ~
bsf!Sirius Black x fem!Reader
Summary: Sirius gets your name for Secret Santa and decides to prank you by having you open a dildo in front of all your friends. However, he’s shocked and flustered when you jokingly say you’re grateful and you’ll need it since your sex life is stale. In private, Sirius tells you he’d like to change that.
Warnings: 18+ Content!! Language, Alcohol, SexToys(not used),Size Kink,Smut, Unprotected PinV, Creampie, Kinda Public Sex.
Your face went hot as you slowly unwrapped the box in front of you and began to realize exactly what it was, you were positive your cheeks were bright red as you removed enough of the wrapping paper for the whole group to see the red and white striped dildo in it’s box.
“Oh….wow,” Your eyes widened as you realized the sheer size of the object, “That’s much bigger than I’m used to.” You joked, thinking about who would possibly get you this as everyone around you laughed. “Okay I don’t know. Who got it for me?”
“Well I did of course.” Sirius pipes up proudly with a snicker, “I saw it and thought of you.” You felt like it should have pissed you off as it was clearly an attempt to embarrass you, but it didn’t. The thought of Sirius, your absolute best friend, thinking of you using the sex toy and wanting to watch you get embarrassed was honestly turning you on. You knew you had to say something that resembled a come back as your friends watched you, suppressing giggles as Sirius’ eyes locked into yours tauntingly from the couch across you.
“Jeez, thank you Siri, I don’t know how you knew I needed one. I may actually use it, I haven’t had sex in months y’know.” You laughed to yourself as your friends joined in, laughing even harder when you saw Sirius’ wide eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he gulped and leant back on the sofa, spreading his legs and taking up far too much room as his eyes followed you to your room where you tossed the object inside onto your bed.
As the night continued, Sirius found it difficult to take his eyes off of you, if he was being honest he always found himself staring at you, but after your comment about his gift it increased ten fold. His brain filled with images of you alone at night chasing a high you couldn’t reach with some tiny pathetic dildo, he loved the idea of you pleasing yourself on his gift, filling you up more than you ever had been. When you eventually flopped down on the couch beside him, clutching your wine glass in one hand as you tugged your legs up under you, facing him entirely as his arm draped along the back of the couch by your side his fantasies intensified. “You’ve been quiet tonight, what’s up?”
His brain clouded with your scent, filling with thoughts of you below him, whining as he stretched you out further than you could even imagine possible. He was much larger than the dildo he’d gotten you, which was rather average in size despite you seemingly thinking it was pretty large. It hurt him to know that you thought that was big, what asshole lied to you about that?! He found himself angry at the thought of you fake moaning and clenching around some douchebag who knew you needed someone bigger, someone like him, someone who could stretch you out and keep everything insi- “Siri?”
Your soft voice pulled him from his thoughts, forcing him to realize he had been staring at you for at least a minute, “Sorry what?” Your giggle that escapes your lips as you grip his wrist sends his heart rate skyrocketing before you ask again if he was okay.
“Yeah I’m okay, you’re here so of course I am.” He sighed, watching you light up at his words, smiling brightly up to him before you were falling into a yawn. He couldn’t help but smile ridiculously wide at you, your were absolutely adorable in his eyes. He couldn’t fathom how you could be so unbelievably sexy while at the same time squeezing his heart with every little thing you do. “You’re tired, maybe you should get to bed after this glass.” Sirius stated as he gently tapped at the rim of your wine glass teasingly.
“Oh my Gods, remember when me and Lily would sneak into you guys’ dorm for sleepovers?!” You asked excitedly, feeling a little bubbly as you took another sip of your wine, “Maybe we could do something like that for old times sake, I’m sure Remus wouldn’t mind if you guys stayed the night, right Rem?”
“Of course, it’s your place too y’know? You’ve lived here for almost a year, you don’t need to run plans by me” Remus chuckled, barley turning to you as he sat nursing his one and only drink of the night, chatting with Marlene about one of the books he’d just gotten as a gift.
“I’ve been wondering by the way,” Siriys seemed to stall, as if contemplating if he should ask his question before ultimately deciding and continuing, “Why did you choose Remus to be your roommate? After you said you were moving out of your parents’ house I guess I kinda assumed you’d wanna move into my flat like you always used to say.” His eyes avoided yours, watching his fingertips tug at a thread on the couch beside your shoulder as if it was the most interesting thing he’d ever seen.
“I wasn’t sure if you wanted me there,” You stuttered on your words as you tried to form an excuse, “I mean, you never offered so I guess I just thought it was one of those teenage fantasies we had like starting a bike shop that doubled as a tattoo parlor.” You laughed, trying to make light of his statement that you were sure you were reading too much into. Everyone dreams of living with their best friend but you always imagined it differently than he must have been.
While you were imagining romantic mornings and sensual evenings, you figured he was imagining help with the rent or chores, and maybe a few fun nights drinking before you’d both return to your separate bedrooms. Which couldn’t have been further from the truth. In reality, Sirius would imagine how you’d look when you’d wake up or go to bed, what you’d wear on a hot day, how you’d react if he’d come to your room at night and - Sirius shakes his thoughts from his head as he refocused on you, “I would have loved to have you if Moony hadn’t swooped in first.”
You chuckle nervously as you turn to the rest of the group downing the last of your wine before you spoke, “I think I’m gonna call it a night, I’ve had a few too many glasses of wine,” You exaggerate as you move toward your room, searching for an escape from your awkward, inappropriate feelings for your best friend. You quickly changed into your matching Christmas sleep set before falling into your bed, almost immediately slipping into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
Only a few hours went by before you were awake again, it was only a little after one when you woke, finding it difficult to go back to bed so deciding instead to turn on your light in order to read a book in the hopes that you’d fall asleep again soon. Not long after you were abruptly interrupted by an urgent knock at your door, jumping from your bed to open it, half expecting Remus to be on the other side injured or in need of something.
“What are you doing here? It’s almost two in the morning.” You laughed in an attempt to suppress your nerves as Sirius leant himself against the frame of your door, his hooded eyes raking up your body, observing how your Christmas sleep shorts and matching tanktop moved as you stepped aside to let him in your bedroom. His cocky smile you loved so much was plastered across his face as he stilled in the center of your room, letting you shut the door before he eyed you and spoke in a deep, gravely voice you weren’t familiar with, “I saw your light was on when I left the bathroom, and I wanted to ask I wanted to ask if you liked your gift?”
Your face flushed as you stuttered over your words, chuckling awkwardly and avoiding his questioning eyes, “It was funny yeah.” You tried, though he didn’t seem pleased with that response, stepping closer to you and quickly invading your personal space while eyeing you hungrily, “Y’know if it’s not enough I could always….help.”
You couldn’t speak, you tried to force your brain to spill every single thought it ever had about the man in front of you but it just wouldn’t. You stood still, eyes darting between his and his lips as his breath frantically fanned across your face before you shoved yourself forward, slamming your lips into his. Sirius immediately melted into you, as though you were made to be slotted against each other, his hands dancing across your back as your lips melded with his. Your hands tangled themselves between his raven locks, tugging as he shoved you against the door behind you. He was gaining his confidence that you loved so much back, his hand trailing up your waist to the side of your neck to pull you in closer. “Fuck, please tell me I can fuck you, I can’t wait Baby any more. We can talk about my feelings for you after but please please let me.”
He sighed against your neck, silently begging you to say yes as he licked up and down your neck, occasionally nipping at the flesh teasingly. “Yes, fuck yes please.” Sirius immediately tugged at your thighs, lifting you up and helping you wrap your legs around his waist as he walked you both towards your bed. He lightly set you down, maintaining eye contact as he crawled toward you, eyeing you like you were his prey.
“Are you sure Baby? You can say no, I promise I won’t be upset.” Instead of answering you launched yourself forward, tugging him down to you and between your legs as you wrapped yourself around him. You bucked your hips up against him, egging him on as he hastily unfastened his belt, still leaving his lips on yours absolutely unable to disconnect from your touch. He aggressively tugged your shorts and underwear aside as he shoved his pants down, freeing himself to spring up against his abdomen.
You separated from his lips in a gasp as you watched him bounce up and down beside your thigh, “You- you’re really big.” He chuckled down to you, kissing your forehead softly before he spoke in a gentle voice you weren’t use to.
“Don’t worry Sweetheart, I’ll go slow.” He whispered as he slowly began to push himself inside of you, forcing a gasp from you as he stretched you out. You whined in pain and pleasure, screwing your eyes shut as he bottomed out inside of you with a groan and whispered moan of your name. After a minute to let you adjust to him, he pushed himself up holding his weight up by a hand beside you head, the other supporting your hip as he set a steady pace, slowly pushing in and out of you as your wetness coated him and began to slip past you onto your bed.
Your whines became moans as he sped up slightly inside of you, still slowly thrusting into you, pressing against your g-spot each time, “Look at me.” Sirius demanded as his thrusts sped up, snapping into you until your eyes fluttered opened, “Good girl.” His voice sent chills down your spine as he returned to his previous pace, making your eyes roll to the back of your head as his tip massaged your softest spot.
The agonizingly slow thrusts against your tight walls was driving him crazy, his balls tightening quickly as they hit softly against your perfectly sculpted ass, “It’s been a while Baby, I might cum soon…mmph fuck…can…can I fuck my cum into you please…please I want to come inside.” You whimpered at his words, clenching around him desperately as you begged him to.
“Yes Gods yes please, I want you to mark my body Sirius, no one else ever has.” He groaned down to you, leaning in to capture your lips in his, picking his pace up to a perfect middle ground as you both panted against the others mouth, riding the edge of both your highs as he trailed his hand down your torso to toy with your clit. Sirius stuttered inside you, feeling the wetness on his fingers as he quickly played with the swollen bud of nerves, desperately holding back his release to cum in synch with you.
Sirius drew figure eights with his fingertips, loving the gasps from your mouth as he praised you, “You sound so beautiful, do you wanna cum for me Princess? I can’t cum until you do. Don’t you want me to cum Baby?” His words matched with two hard, quick thrusts sent you over the edge with a squeal as you clenched around his cock, finally allowing him to release inside you, painting your walls with his thick cum as he moaned your name loudly, surely alerting your friends that were once sleeping in the living room. Sirius remained still inside of you, keeping his cum buried deep until it squeezed it’s way around his shaft and onto your sheets, mixing with the growing puddle of your arousal as you both tried to catch your breath.
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bellaxisworld · 2 months
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february 16 @jegulus-microfic prompt: tear. word count: 759
Regulus had been receiving love notes and love letters and letters of admiration from peers since fourth year when he’d come back to school with short hair and a mean look. He thought people simply admired him in a way that resembled desiring what you can never have—because he would never be theirs, and they would never be his. He was his own, whole entity without needing the validation of a romantic love. 
That was, he thought this until he bumped into James Potter in the halls of his sixth year, and James went from boy-next-door to someone from Regulus’ very own fantasies. 
Regulus’ brain quickly became a ball pit of thoughts about James Potter and James alone. He thought about James constantly, and he thought he was fucking ill. How could he let this happen? He was possessed by the divine being that was James. 
And James wasn’t leaving Regulus alone. 
It was bad enough that Regulus couldn’t avoid him in his own head, but now James was popping up everywhere. He made himself present wherever Regulus was, and it was driving him mad. 
Because James was stunning, and Regulus was obsessed. He wanted James to push him up against a wall and kiss him senseless. He wanted to kick James and for James to look back at him with a gleam in his pretty, pretty brown eyes. He wanted James to wrap his arms around him and whisper sweet nothings in his ear(his arms were big and just the sight of them made Regulus weak in the knees). He wanted James, and James, and James and James and James and then everything was about James. Regulus wanted James. 
And then James Potter began flirting with him. 
It was subtle, at first. Just a cocky smirk when they talked, and a glance down at his lips. Then he made suggestive comments, calling Regulus pretty, and Regulus went to his dorm to bury his blushing face in a pillow. Then there was the arm touch, and that time Regulus stuttered on his words and dropped his books. James Potter made him a mess. 
It didn’t help that when James knelt to pick up his books for him, he looked up at Regulus with big eyes and said this isn’t exactly how I pictured getting on my knees for you for the first time. 
Then James got enough courage to ask Regulus out on a date, and Regulus was helpless. He said yes, acting reluctant, but he was sure James knew how desperate he was for him. 
So, they were dating—and Regulus learned how very possessive James Potter was over the things he cared about, and he could not be more pleased about being included in that category. Regulus was profoundly and deeply happy with James, and he knew James owned him, heart, body, and soul, through and through, claimed by James Potter. Regulus would never complain about the possessive side of James, because it meant James was just as territorial over Regulus as he was over James. Mutually beneficial satisfaction. 
James was sitting with Regulus during breakfast at the Slytherin table, and back-for-scheduled-programming, an owl dropped by with many pink and white and gold love letters and notes, addressed to one Regulus Black. 
Regulus sighed and picked up his wand to incendio them when James’ hand snapped  out to capture them. James looked shocked as he flicked through them, mystified by the sheer amount of admiration Reg received daily.
“You get these everyday?” he asked. 
“Yes,” Regulus said. “I get rid of all of them.” 
James scoffed, a mischief and fire lighting up his eyes. “Crazy,” he muttered, tearing up every single letter and scattering the scraps. “I’m going to tear up every one you get.” 
Regulus rolled his eyes. “They’re stupid and silly notes, nothing to go crazy over—”
“Regulus,” James said, voice steady but firm. He turned Regulus’ face by grabbing his chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. James’ gaze was burning, and his jaw was set. He looked fierce like that, and Regulus felt overly warm. “You’re going to bring them to me and I’m going to tear up every single one. Understood?”
Regulus nodded, looking at him a bit dumbly.James smirked and fell forward, capturing and devouring Regulus in a kiss that was too obscene for the breakfast setting. He was making a statement, right there in the Great Hall in front of everyone. Regulus melted into him, mumbling against his lips, “Yeah, yes, please tear them up.”
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The Words "Best Friends" Become Redefined (one shot)
Regulus Black AU
Summary: You had been Regulus' friend since childhood and now his mistress. The war had changed many things, Regulus among them. Now its time to decide if you should put your self-worth over missing someone who was gone.
Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 
Rating: M
Song in Chapter: Fast Car by Tracy Chapman 
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You lay in satin sheets watching Regulus dress. The clock on the wall read 11:30 pm. As usual, Regulus was done in less than an hour. It seemed, lately, that when the two of you met up for sex it wasn’t lasting as long as the time before that. Every time it seemed once Regulus got what he came for he was done. That was it, goodbye the end
Taking a breath, you looked back to your friend, lover, whatever Regulus was to you. Your heart ached as your eyes reached the dark mark on his arm. Regulus’s choices that been the frequent topic of all of the arguments that the two of you had. Had someone told you a year ago that this would be the predicament that you would find yourself in, you would have punched them. Never in a million years would you ever think that your best friend…the best friend that you had since 1st year…the man that you loved would ever be one of them. Yet, here he was and here you were trudging along after him.
You weren’t completely sure where the lines between friendship and lovers had blurred. Sleeping with Regulus had started months maybe a year ago. Sex was all that it was. Regulus had never once made a mention of making things official. He never even said anything romantic to you unless it was about how tight you were or how perfect your tits were.
Yet another thing that I never thought would happen with Regulus…
Regulus acting like you were some common piece of ass was something that never crossed your mind. When you began sleeping with Regulus, it was to provide him comfort. If you were comforting him, he wasn’t chasing someone else for comfort. You were providing him with what he needed and maybe, just maybe, he would reward you with what you wanted the most.
Keep dreaming. He would never date a Lupin in the open.
You frowned at the thought. Was there something wrong with your family? No, not in your eyes. In Walburga and Orion’s eyes, however, you were trash.
“Stop looking so god damn depressed, will you? It makes me wonder why I bother coming to see you.”
You looked up at Regulus’ harsh words. That’s another thing. Regulus was nothing like himself. He wasn’t your funny, thoughtfully caring best friend. Now he was cold, cruel, and hurtful. Yet again, you wondered why you trudged after him begging for a moment of his time. Were you afraid to let him go? Yes. You could easily admit that. Even with his cruel words and volatile temper, you weren’t prepared to let him go…at least not yet.
“I’m sorry, Regulus. This war…everything is so messed up. Can’t you stay tonight? It's late and we haven’t gotten to spend much time together in a long while.”
You said, before letting the sheets drop from your chest. Maybe seeing your bare breasts would be enough to appease the beast within Regulus. You were, after all, the one who comforted him when he needed it.
“I don’t have the time. Nothing is messed up. The dark lord will win soon enough. You need to stop being such a whining wimp.”
Pressing your lips together, you took a few moments before speaking.
“Is all that you have to say to me negativity? Is nothing that I do, outside of bed good enough for you?”
Regulus finished buttoning up his shirt. He knew that he was being cruel to you but did nothing to stop it. In Regulus’ mind, if he kept you pushed away he was keeping you safe. You wouldn’t be seeing the horrible things that he was doing or what his family really was. What he didn’t see was the foundation of your relationship beginning to crack and fracture.
“I’ll say anything to get a piece of your ass.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Is falling in love so bad? You make it sound so dreadful.”
Regulus moved to fix his bed-ravaged curls.
“Love isn’t real, Y/n. It's some made up emotion to woo silly little girls. Besides why waste your time? It’s shit. I don’t want someone whining after me wanting things that I don’t want. It sounds like a nightmare. Waking up to the same blasted person day after day…listening to them bitch because you don’t live up to some fairy tale being that one’s mind created. I would rather off myself.”
Had Regulus been paying attention to you at all; he would have seen how your hopeful expression fell to sadness.
“I thought that you loved me once upon a time.”
Regulus chuckled before turning to look at you.
“Poor little princess. I suggest getting over yourself or I’ll find another girl to keep me company. While whoever she would be wouldn’t please me as you do…it would be nice not to listen to your whining.”
You stood up and began searching for your own clothes. If this was how Regulus wanted things to be then you would just go home. You would go back home to your own friends. Sirius, Remus, James, and Lily never treated you like this. You weren’t just an option to them. They didn’t threaten to replace you when you were sad or questioning your worth. No, not your friends. They would instead go out of their way to make sure that you knew how much you were valued.
“Do whatever you wish then.”
You replied. Regulus tugged on his wool coat bore, again, rolling his eyes.
“Y/n, if I didn’t care about you then I wouldn’t be fucking you bare risking everything just to be close to you. Lucky for us, you're the smart one that thinks to use birth control potions…we would be really fucked.”
You turned to look at Regulus one last time. Something told you that this would be the last time that you saw him. This would be the last time that you lay in bed savoring how he made you feel. This. Was. It.
“So lucky for me to go home with your come dripping down my thighs. Goodbye, Regulus.”
You walked from the hotel room without another word. When Regulus didn’t come after you, that spoke volumes.
This was it.
For the next few weeks, you avoided Regulus like the plague. He had been sending owls requesting to see you. In Regulus, mind everything was fine. The words exchanged at the last meeting clearly meant nothing and you would be ready to entertain him as soon as he was free.
You never responded. With each owl’s arrival came a letter with cold scathing words, insults, and whatever Regulus thought would con you into seeing him. You had nearly given in when he sent a letter along with an emerald bracelet.
Now he thinks bribing me will work.
You thought before tying the little box back to the owl’s leg and returning the gift to its sender. Had it been a few weeks ago, you would have been thrilled with the bracelet. This was Regulus showing some emotion other than only an interest in sex. Now, however, you wanted no part of it.
Heartache…
That was the one emotion that you had. Your heart did ache for Regulus. It ached for your Regulus…your best friend. This new one sucked. You craved your best friend…the best friend that you would probably never see again.
“Hey girl, hey.”
Sirius’ voice pulled you from your thoughts. You looked up from the owl that was now flying away as Sirius came in and sat down.
���Hey boy, hey.”
You replied, earning a smile from your friend. Sirius put his feet up on the table. The two of you knew that Remus would have a fit if he saw Sirius with his feet on the table but he wasn’t there.
“Now that is a greeting. So, I was coming to see if you wanted to come out to the pub? Remus, James, and Lily will meet us there. It will kind of be like old times before the world went to shite.”
You leaned back into the sofa before nodding. Going out sounded nice. Seeing your friends was just what you needed.
“That sounds great. I need a drink and some shitty bar music.”
Sirius smacked his hands together before standing up.
“Let's go!”
Half an hour later, you sat in between James and Remus while Sirius was having way too much fun listening to Bon Jovi. Taking a drink of the fire whiskey that Remus put in front of you, you slowly were beginning to feel like your old self.
“This is some good stuff.”
Remus commented downing the rest of his drink and signaling for another. You turned to your older brother and smiled.
“Shame on you for encouraging your baby sister to drink booze.”
Remus chuckled.
“We can all have crazy nights every once and a while. Besides, I think we all need it.”
You couldn’t agree more. In the past month, the order had suffered some big setbacks. Dorcas and Marlene both had died while the Longbottoms were now out of their mind courtesy of Bellatrix. All in all, it had been the biggest shittiest month of your life. Losing friends and your lover definitely topped most of the other bad things that you had been through.
“I can drink to that.”
You said while Remus downed his other drink. Sirius sauntered over and held his hand out to you.
“Are you proposing to me or something? If you are, you have the wrong Lupin. My brother is off looking for another drink.”
Sirius snorted. You couldn’t help but feel some joy at the smile on his face. It seemed like it had been forever since Sirius smiled last. You hadn’t realized just how much you had missed his shitty jokes and weird humor until it wasn’t there every day.
“I know which Lupin you are, sugar bean. I am merely requesting that you dance with me because no one else will.”
James helped you stand up and shoved you toward Sirius.
“Go dance with him before he asks me to. I’m too drunk and will fuck up his nice shoes.”
You stuck your tongue out at James before going out with Sirius as a slower song came on. Wrapping your arms around Sirius’ shoulders, you lay your head against his chest.
He feels like Regulus.
That thought alone made your heart freeze. You hadn’t realized just how much Sirius reminded you of Regulus. He held you the same, had the same cologne…and the song on the radio playing definitely didn’t help… Oh, god…
So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car, speeding so fast it felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us and your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder. And I-I had a feeling that I belonged. I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You didn’t say anything but you were two seconds short of having the biggest panic attack of your life. Thankfully, Sirius’ voice stopped you.
“He’s an idiot.”
“Who?”
You asked, looking up at your new best friend curiously. Sirius raised an eyebrow.
“My brother. He’s an idiot for treating you like trash and letting you walk away. You were the best thing that has ever happened to him and he blew it. It was all him not you.”
Your eyes widened. Sirius knew…SIRIUS FUCKING KNEW!
“I feel like it was all my fault in some way. I miss him, Sirius. I miss him so badly.”
Sirius was frowning as he tucked your head under his chin.
“I know, kid. I miss him too.”
You were quiet for a few moments as you fought the tears that were beginning to stream down your face.
“Don’t tell Remus. Please don’t tell him…or the others. I’m not ready for them to know.”
Sirius was quiet a moment as his eyes locked on Regulus across the room. His younger brother was watching them with a death glare on his face. If Regulus started throwing hexes, Sirius wouldn’t at all be surprised. Sirius gave Regulus one final glare as Regulus turned and walked out of the bar in a furious huff.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I haven’t heard anything from you.”
Sirius replied. You didn’t need to know that Regulus was there. In Sirius’ mind, all that you needed to know was your friends had your back and always would.
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writer-of-sorts · 1 year
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written with @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: wolf
To Remus, Sirius’ body was a holy thing —a temple, a shrine— white marble webbed through with black designs.
Two constellations twinkled on the expanse of his back, tracing his spine and spreading over his shoulder blades.
The grand spires and turrets of Hogwarts castle inked into his side.
Random doodles drawn into his fingers and ankles and biceps, little stars and band-aids and song lyrics.
Four animal footprints stamped onto his forearm —a stag, a dog, a wolf and a rat.
The moon phases waned and waxed across his chest, with the full glowing over his sternum.
A sly KISS ME etched into the tendons of his neck.
His lover’s initials marked between the dimples in his back.
To Remus, Sirius’ body was an altarpiece he would die worshipping.
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fxreflyes · 5 months
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wolfstar of this photo 🖤
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sirius-simpp · 2 years
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Remus: I’m giving up chocolate for a month.
Sirius: Really?
Remus: Oh that came out wrong.
Remus: I’m giving up. Chocolate for a month.
Sirius: Okay now THAT makes sense
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risetherivermoon · 1 year
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this fandom makes me wanna tear my hair out sometimes ngl
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ivorydragoness44 · 2 years
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Sirius Black x Reader: Break Away
Word Count: 341 Summary: The two of you have to get to class, but Sirius just wants to give kisses. ~~~~  ~~~~  ~~~~  ~~~~
   Students walked and rushed by without a single notice, they had other things to worry about. It also helped greatly in your favor that you and your companion were off to the side and out of the way of the usual student traffic of the hallway.    In a little tucked away area, hidden by the architecture, you and Sirius Black nestled close together. It did not always happen like this, but when it did, it was difficult for him to part from you. If he had it his way, you figured, the pair of you would remain there until you needed to get food from the Great Hall.    “I have to go to class,” you said, attempting to pry your lips away from his.    “I know,” Sirius murmured into your mouth.    At this rate, you were sure that you would not just miss class, but the entire day of lessons.    Humming, you gently ran your fingers through his dark hair. “Don’t miss me too much.” Somewhat unfortunately, you felt him relax into you from the action. It should have occurred to you that he would, all considering that he always reacted in such a way when you did that.    “All right,” he acknowledged, though pressing his lips to yours again. “I’ll miss you far more, I promise you.”    “I believe you,” you nudged your nose to his with a smile.    He smirked. “As you should.”    “I also believe that you’re stalling for time.”    “We can always spare some quality time for one another, can’t we?” He asked, moving his hands leisurely up and down your back.    “We can’t if detention is involved for either of us.”    His carefree smile faded. “Too true. I’ll see you after class, love.”    “See you then,” you laughed.    With one final kiss, make that two, Sirius ran off down the hall, the ends of his robes flailing in his own wind current.    You let out a short laugh before you likewise slipped into the classroom and onto your seat with hardly a moment to spare.
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thebunnymen · 11 months
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What kind of dog breed do you think Padfoot was ? I seen people say greyhound but I don’t see it, don’t think it’s powerful enough to go against a werewolf
I thought about this all day, anon! I saw the ask in the morning before I did some traveling (I've spent too much time on the road in the last week, gave me time to think).
So, Padfoot. I'm torn between two breeds. I like the Irish Wolfhound because it's leaner and I could see it sneaking between bars in a prison cell. I ALSO like the Newfoundland, a giant fluffy dog known to be excellent and gentle with children, but huge.
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On the left, an Irish wolfhound. On the right, Newfoundland.
What do y'all think?
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tavsianus · 7 months
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I find it very interesting that the whole fandom (or most) collectively decided that James's best subject was Transfiguration. Like, why that one in particular? I know that the other subject that's believed that he was good at is Flying since he's a Quidditch Player but what about Transfiguration? Is it mostly because he's an Animagus and/or has a connection to McGonagall since he's from Gryffindor? What about Herbology, Arithmancy, Care of Magical Creatures, Ancient Runes or any other classes?
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Marauders fandom be like “soldier AU”
bitch you mean canon? 
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bellaxisworld · 1 month
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february 26 @jegulus-microfic prompt: bed. word count: 493.
The gentlest whisper of Regulus’ fingertips traveled  along the bookshelf, eyes moving back and forth, categorizing and memorizing every novel he came across. Being in James’ childhood bedroom was an experience he treated with devotion—he wanted to learn every piece of information about James and lock it away for safekeeping; every piece was sacred. 
Regulus loved James with a love so profound, most days it was hard to breathe around it, this massive thing in his chest. He loved James like a religion. He treated and touched James with reverence and adoration, and took every opportunity to layer kisses against his skin with a mouth of worship. 
So Regulus treated his home and childhood bedroom with just as much respect, with reverence. He was gentle but appreciative. He loved being surrounded by the things that made James himself. 
And he was mildly offended when James insisted Regulus slept in the guest room—away from James for a night, in his parents’ house. 
“James, we never sleep apart—”
“Sweetheart, they set up the guest room for you, already,” James pleaded. 
Regulus was looking up at James with big eyes, shiny and wide with a pout. James rarely denied him anything, and it broke his heart when he was forced to. 
“I don’t know if I’ll sleep well,” Regulud admitted, plump bottom lip jutting out petulantly. 
James wrapped his arms around Regulus’ neck, hands placed comfortingly on his cheeks, cradling his face. “If you’re having trouble sleeping, you can sneak back into my room. Is that okay?” 
Regulus had already decided to do so, but he put on a show of consideration to appease James. He was still pouty, but he nodded and latched onto James’ arm, fingers finding their way into his sleeves and intertwining with James’. 
Bedtime came and passed, and Regulus did not even try to fall asleep in his guest room bed. He appreciated the effort, of course—Effie and Monty were so kind for setting up the space for him. But he needed James desperately—probably to an unhealthy extent, but that was neither here nor there. He was dressed in soft pajamas, padding gently down the hall to James’ room. He crawled into James’ bed and James immediately brought him into his arms, wrapping his body around him like two fitted puzzle pieces locking into place. One of Regulus’ favorite places to be was James’ arms, safe and tucked away after a long day. 
“Baby,” James whispered, breath warm on Regulus’ cheek. 
“Hi, Jamie,” he whispered, words softly floating through the night air. The quilt was comforting, settled securely over them, huddled together. James nuzzled against him, nose pressed against his neck, mouth pressing gentle kisses against his shoulder. He was safe, and his love for James only expanded in his chest, blooming warm and sure. Regulus cherished this moment—tucked away in James’ arms, sleepy and peaceful in his childhood bed, a moment  so serene and precious.
chapter 26 of a microfic series on ao3: february, i'm yours.
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writer-of-sorts · 1 year
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written with @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: sidekick
Sirius watched his boyfriend sitting cross-legged on the floor of their dormitory, his brown head hunched over an open book they had nicked from the library’s restricted section. Sheets of parchment were scattered around Remus, ink-specked with details of an elaborate prank he was planning. Remus’ eyes roved over the book, his pink tongue peeking out at the corner of his lips.
Sirius was snapped out of his stupor when James chuckled beside him.
“All those people who call him our little sidekick,” James mused, “They have no idea, do they?”
Sirius grinned. “Moony’s our damn mastermind.”
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sirius-simpp · 2 years
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Sirius: *exists*
Remus: *gay panics*
Remus: *exists*
Sirius: *gay panics*
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risetherivermoon · 1 year
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Hogwarts - An Explanation
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Hi! this is me forming a schedule to detail how i imagine daily life would consist of in Hogwarts! (because im a nerd and this is what i choose to do with my time)
Note: that this schedule is not canonical, it's something im using for a fic and probably will use in future ones, although highly based off of canon information that we have about how Hogwarts works, not all of this is accurate,
I also give anyone who wants to use this full permission to!
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Here is a time table i created of how a weekly schedule for a First year would look like:
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- I'm using a Block and Period system for this, as to not be confused, Periods are specific to each day where as Blocks are specific to each class!
- All meal periods are school wide, although attendance is not mandatory (except for the feast once first arriving on sept 1st)
- i am also using a system where the days switch off as in a A day and B day schedule, with Wednesday being a day where they have all of their classes
- A day consists of A Block-D Block, each Period is Two hours long,
- B day consists of E Block-H Block
- I Block is the Astronomy class which takes place at a different time than other classes, so it isn't included in this, it is shown three separate times in the chart but the student should only have this class twice a week at most
- On a Wednesday, or an All Block day, they have all blocks, though the class periods are only one hour long instead of two hours like on a normal A and B day
- Class hours go from 7:30am-4:30pm everyday
- Curfew is from 9:00pm-6:00am, though this does not apply to students who are in Astronomy between these times
- Curfew on Saturdays and Fridays (although not said in the chart for convenience) is from 10:30 pm-6:30am, as it is the weekend
- All meals are at the same times everyday besides weekends, where the periods of availability of food in the Great Hall is longer than usual although starting at the same time
Now, the Block Schedule:
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- In the charts above, i have an example of how these blocks work, the first chart shows First Year, the second, Second Year, and then the Third, well...you can kinda guess
- The classes that are highlighted with grey are the main courses that every Hogwarts student are required to take each year:
- Transfiguration
- Potions
- History of Magic
- Defense Against the Dark Arts (DADA)
- Charms
- Herbology
- Astronomy
- These classes stay in a students schedule every year, if we look at the chart that shows the First Year schedule, it has Flying as one of the classes:
- When you are a first year you are required to take one class of Flying, although it is an extracurricular course without an O.W.L. (Ordinary Wizarding Levels) exam,
This is what the first chart looks like filled out using this block system:
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- Going back to the previous charts, In the second year chart I have removed Flying and replaced it with a Study Period, you can see that theres is another one of those there already as well
- Once entering their third year, a student in Hogwarts gets to pick from a selection of electives, two of them to take (these classes, although having O.W.L. exams, do not require you to stay in them, and you can drop these classes whenever)
- Care of Magical Creatures (CMC)
- Divination
- Arithmancy
- Muggle Studies
- Ancient Runes
- These, plus the required courses make up all 12 O.W.L.'s
- The hypothetical student used in the third year chart has chosen Divination and CMC as their electives, so they replace the once Study Periods with those classes
- Although they lose Study Periods, they are provided time after classes and on the weekends to complete school work and study (during exam season I imagine that teachers provide students with being able to use whole periods to study for that specific class)
- A student has until their fifth year to start thinking about O.W.L.s and change electives if needed or wanted
- On the other hand, because of this system of scheduling, it makes wanting to do more than two electives difficult, if not impossible
- This is is seen with Hermione in poa where Mcgonagall spoke to the ministry and was able to give her a time turner so she could attend all of her classes
- Using a time turner (in this situation to get all 12 O.W.L.s) would most likely, look something like this:
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(sorry for the weird cropping on this one)
- The blocks that have two classes would be times where a student would have to use a time turner to go back in time and do a class after finishing the first one because of the classes overlapping
Then, there's extracurricular classes:
- Flying
- Quidditch
- Art
- Apparition
- Muggle Art
- Frog Choir and Hogwarts Orchestra
- Ghoul Studies
- Magical Theory
- Music
- Muggle Music
- Xylomancy
- Alchemy
- These classes are ones that usually take place outside of the normal school hours, on weekends or after school on weekdays
- These classes do not have any O.W.L.s and are usually low effort compared to other classes
- The extracurricular are mostly similar to after school clubs in other schools
- Apparition would have an exam at the end of 7th year to determine if a student is allowed to apparate.
- There are most likely more of these although these are the ones i could find canonical relevance for
- In a schedule, these classes would be mentioned as extra blocks & be placed at their respective times:
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- These two schedules are more similar but i'd imagine that students 5th/9th period blocks would be at different times depending on the class
- In the beginning chart the ones that are highlighted in a lighter grey are extracurricular classes
- There are a few things I may edit in to these schedules that i haven't right out of laziness, such as Hogsmeade times on those weekends, and different things like that, how Hogwarts holiday weeks works for kids who stay at the school in the holidays, and what houses have which classes together (so i may make an updated version of this schedule at some point)
you're free to ask me questions if you have any, id be glad to answer them, thanks for reading my slow descent into madness because of times and scheduling for a school that doesn't exist!
lets hope im good at explaining things lol
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