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blazethecheeto · 2 days
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Sanders Sides TTPD Album Covers!
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hey, so yeah, as i was thinking 'rip roman you would've loved the tortured poets department' i was hit with the idea to make album covers of the entire gang with the TTPD aesthetic!!!!!
actually i'm really happy with how they turned out, i know there's templates to do it but i did this all manually lmao! i put four songs that i think suited each character in there, so feel free to ask why i chose certain songs because i did put a lot of thought into it :)
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thestarsarehome · 3 days
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Sirius Black be like:
sirius:omg imagine just yk
die
but not die and watch how all of the people i know react to me dying and then im just doing this THE BITCH IS BACK enter
therapist:*throwing the notebook out of the window * im done with this job.
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moonsavenue · 2 years
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no but imagine first years at hogwarts being terrified of sixth year sirius and remus bc sirius has this whole "disowned heir" thing going on and everyone knows about his anger issues and messy outbursts, and remus is intimidating bc he's so tall and there's the deal of his mysterious scars and he's "the quiet one" so that makes them nervous and whatever until one day someone notices how absolutely USELESS they are around eachother and how they go sooo soft and can't stop giving each other heart eyes and trying to stiffle giggles like everytime their hands brush and like this kid goes Oh that's not scary, that's a homosexual
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jegulus coded songs pt. 1
you are in love by taylor swift (lily's pov abt james loving reggie)
forever winter by taylor swift (james' pov 😭 cl i cry every time i listen to this song)
forever and always by taylor swift (james' pov)
too young by louis tomlinson (regulus' pov i acc cant with this song😭😭😭😭)
back to december by taylor swift (regulus' pov)
bad blood by taylor swift (james' pov when hes in like a phase of anger for like 10 seconds when reggie leaves him but then it quickly dissipates into depression omg im so cruel to myself im crying now)
gold rush by taylor swift (regulus' pov when he has the biggest crush on james but will not do anything abt it)
ok that's it for now bc im crying too hard to continue but ill try to post a pt. 2 soon baii
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lilys-trophy-wife · 2 years
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It will always bring me joy knowing that Remus and Regulus would have long discussions together about how big of idiots their boyfriends are.
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mo0nagedaydr3am · 1 year
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CRIMSON RIVERS LAST CHAPTER SPOILERS(rant)
Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit. HOLY SHIT. it’s ended. that’s it. the end. oh my mother fucking gods. wow. that was one hell of a ride. i’m in a sort of anesthetic world rn where it hasn’t hit me that this is the end but at the same time im also crying while typing this because WOW i have so many emotions rn but one thing i can say for sure is that zep is fucking brilliant and they’re amazing for giving us such an emotional and beautiful story like i’m just wow. i think it’s hit me now. i’m ranting now. SIRUS AND REMUS MAKING OUT WHILE SIRIUS IS IN A DRESS OMG I LOVE THEM LMAO. AND THEN SIRIUS IMMEDIATELY DROPPING EVERYONE FOR REGULUS ONCE JAMES CALLS HIM OH MY BABIES THEYRE SO AHH 😭 ZEP IS SO REAL FOR GETTING ATTACHED TO BROTHERS LIKE THEY LITERALLY OWN MY HEART. AND THEN THEM SITTING THERE TALKING AND REGULUS FUCKING THANKS SIRIUS FOR VOLUNTEERING FOR HIM AND HOLY SHIT THAT WAS LIKE YES YOU GO BABES OH IM SO PROUD OF THEM. THEYRE BROTHERS. AND I REMEMBER WHEN REGULUS WAS ABOUT SIRIUS LIKE “His older brother. Always his older brother”. AND THIS TIME IT WAS SIRIUS SAYING IT ABOUT REG “His little brother. Always his little brother” AND OH BROTHERS 😭🫶. and then james. JAMES POTTER THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. HE LET THE HORCRUX HORNET GO AND VANITY AND OH HES GROWING JUST LIKE REG AND THEYRE DOING IT TOGETHER TOO AND THEN THE KIDS OMG THEIR KIDS!!! Malcom, Marcel, Florimel, and Aster!!! THEYRE SO SWEET I LOVE THEM 😭 AND THEY MADE A SNOWMAN AND REGULUS PUT THE HAT ON IT OH THE HAT!!!! and then Evan…yea that’s where i started crying literally wasn’t even sad to me it was just the fact that it was Evan… OH REGULUS IS GROWING AND EVAN IN HIS DREAMS ACTUALLY REPRESENTING REGULUS’ HOPE FOR THE FUTURE AND HIMSELF AND HIM CLIMBING AND HE DID IT AND HE WOKE UP AND HES JUST SO HAPPY AHHH THEY MEAN SO MUCH TO ME OMG IM GONNA HAVE TO READ THIS ALL OVER AGAIN ARENT I? IM LITERALLY NEVER GONNA LET THEM GO THIS FIC CHANGED MY LIFE AND IM ALWAYS GONNA COME BACK TO IT HOLY SHIT THIS IS JUST😭❤️
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steelycunt · 2 years
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you could write first war OR you could write a slice of life with them in a shitty flat where they bicker like an old married couple but they’re still obsessed with each other. think about it xx
(I’m kidding, ofc you should write wtv you want, I just love them being by happy. it’s also not one or the other but I hope you get what i’m saying <3)
true true!!!!! even if i do do the fw thing itll be like. a combination of those two things innit <3 a slice of first war <3 but honestly ur so right i cant deal with them not being obsessed with each other its where theyre at their best its where i am at my best i think!! i think no matter what i write there's going to be a little bit of obsession yknow. obsession and bickering and first war angst all confined to one kitchen. :-)
(and ofc ofc i absolutely get what ur saying dont worry babs!! mwah <33)
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madsifly · 2 years
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“oh love you’ve grown up without me” and you assume i’m gonna survive that??? no. i’m suing for emotional damage.
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writtenbymoonflower · 3 months
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Hi! Can I please request a poly!Marauders x reader where the reader has a secret admirer? The reader is receiving anonymous gifts and letters, making the boys anxious and jealous. If not, it's okay! Thank you, author-san!
omg i love this! thank you so much, baby, hope this is okay! gn!reader x poly!marauders
cw: jealousy and possessiveness, borderline harassment and stalking, hickey
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You groaned loudly when you opened the front door only to be greeted by yet another bouquet of flowers. You begrudgingly brought the arrangement into the house, setting it on the countertop. 
"Again? That’s like the third this week, and it’s only Wednesday." Sirius said, exasperated and (almost) as annoyed as you. 
"Fifth, actually." You hated that you were complaining, you knew you were technically very lucky to receive all these gifts, it was just distressing. And to be frank, getting very old.
"Christ, this person is thirsty." Sirius’ voice was strained, clearly more anxious than he was wanting to let on. 
"At least it seems they don’t have much of a chance, anyone worth their salt knows that you hate roses, angel." James said, between mouthfuls of his sandwich. 
"I know," You cringed. "Who should I give these to this time? Lily has enough flowers to open a shop" You rolled your eyes. "Speaking of," You reached into your work bag and pulled out two boxes. "There were chocolates at my work when I got there yesterday, and a pair of earrings on monday." You walked over to where Remus and Sirius were cuddled on the couch. 
“Geez, dove. Are we gonna have to step up our game?” Remus said, voice tinged with jealousy. 
"No, this person needs to step down. Or at least give me a return address or something. All the notes say is ‘from someone who appreciates you, xx.’ It’s actually kind of distressing." You handed the smaller box of earrings to Sirius, "Are these your style, honey?" 
"What? You don’t want them?" He sounded surprised. Of course you didn’t! Why would you need presents from a random person when you have three boys who give you all the love you could ever need? (and in the way you like it)
"No, I would feel weird wearing them." You cringed, handing the larger box to Remus. "You can have these, I don’t even like cherry chocolate." Remus took the box like it was filled with poison, a disgusted tilt to his lips, just as Sirius dramatically dropped the jewelry box onto the coffee table. 
"I don’t know whose grubby paws have been on this box." He sneered. You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, looking over to James who was still in the kitchen. He had set his sandwich down and was looking like a kicked puppy. It made your heart crack.
"Jamie, what’s wrong baby? Come here." You beckoned him over. He rushed to your side, placing his hand protectively on your shoulder and gripping you tight. You looked at your other two boyfriends, Remus’ jaw was clenched tight and Srius was still looking at the box and scowling. 
"I jus’ don’t like it." James said from your side, his voice was small like a child's. 
"Wait, hold on," You said, "Are you all actually worried about this?"
"Define ‘worried’ lovely," Remus said, his voice an awful mix of venomous and depressed. “I don’t think any of us like knowing there’s someone out there fighting for your affections.” His eyes had an angry glint to them. 
“Guys,” You said, your heart only breaking further. “You have nothing to be worried about, okay?” James’ grip tightened on you. “There is absolutely no competition here, I’m not even giving these the time of day. I don’t want anything to do with the gifts or the person sending them.” 
“But you would if we weren’t in the picture.” Sirius said quietly, all too insecure for your liking. You wormed your way out of James’ grasp, resulting in a whine being pulled from his throat, to crouch in front of Sirius. You grabbed his pretty face in your hands, looking into his sad eyes. 
“No, I wouldn’t. I’m not impressed by these gifts.” You took a deep breath, not wanting to confess the next part and worry your boyfriends worse. “They actually kind of scare me.” You admitted, making all their eyes snap to you. 
“Scared? Of what, darlin’?” James piped up. 
“I just,” You cringed. “I don’t like knowing that there is someone this obsessed with me and I don’t know who they are. And that they know where I live and where I work. I mean, who knows how much they know?” 
“Well now I feel like an arse.” Sirius grabbed you from the floor and hauled you onto the couch with him and Remus, wrapping himself tightly around you. “Here I was thinking this person was gonna get you away from us, not knowing they were worrying you.” 
“You’re not, I promise!” You reassured. “Honestly, if there was someone doing all this for you three I would be really jealous too.” You placed a hand on two of your boyfriends’ thighs, looking over at James, who was still sulking, now sitting on the coffee table in front of you. “But I can assure you, even if I found out who this person was, they, and no one else, would be able to take me from you three. You aren’t getting rid of me that easy. Besides, I don’t like stalkers.” You joked. 
Remus pulled you closer to him, gentle but still much more aggressive than usual. Your other two boyfriends had settled, but he was still heated. 
“Remmy,” You turned to face him. “I promise, you have nothing to worry about.” 
“I know,” He grunted, burying his face into your neck. You wanted to shrink at the ticklish feeling but you allowed him to stay there, knowing he needed it. Remus had a jealous streak, perhaps the most of all your boyfriends. James and Sirius were more subtle in their protectiveness, but Remus started marking you all like a wolf anytime someone let their gaze linger too long. You buried your fingers in his hair and scratched his scalp, trying to relax him. 
“As soon as I find out who this is I will get them to stop, I promise.” You said vehemently. You looked guiltily at all your boyfriends, “I’m sorry this is happening, it isn’t fair to you all.” 
“It’s not your fault, dolly.” Sirius placed his hand on your back. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for, you aren’t asking for this.” You were about to hug him, but Remus held fast around your waist, you started to protest, but you felt Remus’ lips latch to a spot on your neck, nibbling and sucking hard enough to sting, but not hurt. The sound you let out was half giggle and half moan.
“Christ, Moons!” James barked, “You trying to brand them or something?” The three of you started giggling like children. Remus released your skin from his teeth, observing the red and purple splotch that was left in his wake. 
“Gotta make sure they know what’s mine.” He said, possessively. “Don’t worry," His eyes glinted furiously at your two other boyfriends, "you two are next.” 
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beautifulbrainrot · 7 months
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sirius and remus getting jealous over seeing their mommy only touch all over james in the library, him basically dry humping her hand and she massages him through his pants. unfortunately, james had been the only behaved that week so siri and rem get punished by watching. 😍🙏
i love you. like so much, thank you omg!!! i feel like this is bad, but i loved the concept and this is my first request for them omh!! lmk what u think 💋
poly!marauders x fem!reader
cw 18+ poly!marauders (james x sirius x remus x you) , sub!characters, dom!reader, semi public (in library but it’s implied no one else is there), mommy kink, coming it pants, punishment, crying, begging
remus and sirius’ heads snapped up from their books as they heard a soft moan fall from the lips of their boyfriend, echoing around the vacant library.
james’ head was bowed, his cheeks flushed as he squirmed in his seat slightly. it took a few seconds for the other boys to realise what was happening, your teasing smirk and hand reaching underneath the table towards the trembling boy finally tipping them off.
“mommy!” sirius whisper shouted, as you continued to palm jamie through his pants, leaving your other poor boys out.
“what, sweetheart?” you asked calmly, the question almost rhetorical as you already knew what he was asking for.
“why are you just touching prongs!” he whined, his voice upset as he watched you pleasure james and not him or remus.
“because jamie has been a good boy this week! you two have not.” you seethed, your voice low and quiet, the tone sending shivers down the boys spines and blood rushing to their confined cocks.
“i’m sorry mommy! i- please- please touch me, i need it!” remus cried out, tears pricking in his eyes.
“no. this is your punishment. you’re going to sit there and watch me get jamie off, without touching yourselves.” you said simply, leaving no room for argument.
the boys pouted and whined, but you ignored them, instead focusing on your sweet james.
“baby, you look so pretty for mommy.. such a good boy, my best boy.”
that caused sirius to cry out, his eyes wide and teary.
“don’t say that mommy, please!” he sobbed, distraught.
you ignored him, instead cooing at james as he started to buck his hips into your hand desperately chasing his release, moaning mommy over and over again, his eyes scrunched shut.
“that’s it jamie. my perfect, good boy. come for mommy.” you spoke quietly.
he moaned out, his mouth dropping open and his legs shaking as he came in his pants, warmth seeping through the fabric.
you tugged on his hair lightly, so he was looking at the other boys.
his eyes were droopy as he looked at his boyfriends, but he could see the tears on their cheeks as they squirmed in their chairs.
“see jamie? that’s what happens when your a bad boy. you don’t want to be a bad boy like them, do you now?”
he shook his head no, before curling into you, burying his face in your neck for comfort.
you stroked his hair as you stared at your other boyfriends.
“you did well with your punishments, boys. you obeyed my orders even though it was very difficult for you to watch mommy pleasure jamie and listen to him whimper without being able to do anything.”
they looked up at you, their expressions soft, and your heart melted at the loving looks on their tear stained faces.
“let’s take james back to the dorms to get cleaned up. then maybe i’ll help you sort out your little problems.”
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bettysupremacy · 4 months
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Omg imagine james doing something stupid (not much imagination needed there) and r is telling him of (lovingly) and he’s just like “yes ma’am🫡” and the others are like side eyeing him I just NEED james to call me ma’am in an argument
i hope you are having a great december so far my love
(not much imagination needed there) LOL
i could kiss you this idea is so cute thank you lovely
“Oh, my boy.” You croon to the mess tumbling into your lap. Softly, you brush some hair from his fluttering eyes. “What‘ve the evil twins done to you.”
“Evil twins!” Sirius gasps.
Remus laughs. “That’s a new one.”
You don’t look up from the sickly boy careening for your touch. “What did they feed you?”
He moans into you, muttering something you can’t pick up. He’s gone all right, ten shades of flushed and warm to the touch. It’s already a warm night, but this is no warmth that came naturally.
“We didn’t do anything.” Remus denies impishly.
“Puking pastilles again?” You eye them. “Do you know how long we sat by the toilet?”
“That was not our fault.”
“And neither were the nosebleed nougats?” You sigh. “Seriously thought his brain was coming out his nose.”
Sirius nods in agreement nose scrunching. “Not his finest moment.”
“Because of you.”
“Don’t start with me, woman.” His finger points between your eyes.
James is malleable under you, nose pressing into your thigh coyly. You see the corner of a smile as you fuss, guilty pleasure at your roaming touch. The room is hot, warm bodies passing and going as they please through the small flat. You fear he may run a fever, though that’s uncommon. James immune system is a rock, solid at anything thrown to it.
You press your hand to his forehead. “Has he had to much?”
The boys eye each other suspiciously. “Too much?”
You scoff. “To drink?”
“Depends.” Sirius shrugs
“On what!”
Their dubious behavior alarms you. These boys are up to something, or rather, were up to something, and now they’re avoiding dealing with the consequence of you.
“The substance.”
“Substance?” You sit up straight, shuffling the boy under you. He grumbles in protest.
“Potion.” Remus gives.
You frown apprehensively. “You didn’t.”
“We didn’t,” Sirius starts.
“he did.” Remus finishes.
Felix Felicis. They’d been talking about it a couple weeks ago, getting their hands on some. You protested, begged them, to forget it. It’s too dangerous, your voice of reason lowered their spirits, James you’ll be sleeping on the couch if you risk yourself like that.
“No,” You whine, fretting over the intoxicated fool. “how much?”
“Ask loverboy.”
“The whole,” James takes a deep breath mid sentence. “bottle.”
“Oh my god,” your eyes wide at the older boys standing. “he’ll be puking all night.”
“Maybe not..”
Your face drops into your hands exhausted. “Puking Pastilles all over again.”
“M’sorry.” James moans under you. “M’so sorry, lovely.”
“That was so stupid.” You scold lightly, hand coming down to flatten over his collar bones. “So, so, so, stupid!”
You're ruffled, shaken at the thought of him downing such an expensive, easily tainted, potion.
“Do you listen to everything they tell you to do?”
“No,” he starts slowly.
“Seems like it.” You bristle, pulling him up to sit. You look into his eyes seriously and he shuffles, nervous under your gaze. “Get a mind of your own.”
His fingers twitch at the hem of the dress you’d picked out tonight, squeezing it in his grip, grounding himself in reality. “Yes ma’am.”
Sirius scoffs behind you, shaking his head at Remus who looks equally perturbed at James’ extra affection. Under them, you wrap your arms around his neck surely. Besides the soft sent of sickly sweet potion, he smells of pine and cologne. You let yourself recognize his body is continuing to function as it should. Untouched, mostly, by the yellow inebriant.
“I can’t stand you, do you feel well?”
“I’m feeling better.”
You stick your face in his shoulder. “Be serious.”
“No, I don’t feel well.”
You sigh into him, pressing a kiss into his freckled skin. He won’t sleep on the couch tonight, though you aught to teach him a lesson.
“We’re going home.”
“What?” James frowns. “We only just got here.”
“D’you have another pool to jump in?”
He cringes at the memory of his fireball spree. “Kay, coming.”
You collect your coat and purse as you stand, leaving James to fend for himself behind you. “Felix Felicis isn’t a joke, one wrong tincture of thyme and you’re in St Mungo’s- James, were are your shoes?”
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moonstruckme · 6 months
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Sorry for sending requests back to back lol, I keep having my brain work and it's crazy:
UR RECENT SIRIUS FIC GAVE ME AND IDEA! imagine poly!marauders where both reader and sirius speak french? And maybe reader uses it more when she sleepy (that's usually when I speak french), so she's just sleepily gushing to sirius abt him and james and remus and HOW MUCH SHE FUCKING LOVES THEM AND HOW PERFECT THEY ARE AND SHIT??? Omfggg
Sincerely, :]
Omg yes, thanks for requesting my love!
poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 719 words
“You’re all too nice to me,” you mumble as Sirius pulls your hair back into a loose bun, James washing your face with a moist cloth. “I love you guys. Not just for this, though. I love you in general.” 
Sirius’ lips curve as he watches bemusement find its way into James’ expression. He wonders if your decision to make your lovey-dovey declarations in French was even a conscious one, or if you’ve just defaulted to it as you sometimes do when you’re this sleepy. He decides to answer you in it regardless. “I love you in general, too, my sweetheart. And we’re not even as nice as you deserve.” 
“I don’t like it when they do this,” James says to Remus, even as he dries your face with a loving hand. “It’s exclusionary.”
“They don’t get it,” you lament to Sirius, catching his smirk in the mirror. “It’s so much nicer when you’re lazy. The words just flow.” 
“I don’t know,” Remus answers James, spitting toothpaste into the sink. “It’s kind of hot.” 
Sirius’ heartbeat picks up frighteningly quickly, but his grin is wicked as he leans his head on your shoulder. “Did you hear that, my love?” he asks, not bothering to whisper since no one but you can understand. “Remus Lupin thinks we’re hot.” 
“Even when they say your name?” James asks, gesturing to Sirius as if to emphasize his point. 
Remus gives Sirius a lingering look. It takes everything in him not to collapse onto the floor. Sirius looks down, breaking Remus’ stare, just to make sure he is indeed still wearing pants. “Especially then.” 
“But they could be saying anything!”
“He’s so pretty,” you say breathily, gazing at Remus. His brows raise at your devoted attention, a twinkle of amusement lighting his amber eyes. Your gaze slides to James, looking at you with suspicion. “They both are.” You turn your eyes last to Sirius, and it’s a different look than the one he’d just received from Remus, but it melts him just the same. “You all are. And all so good, and funny, and smart. I can’t believe my luck.” 
Sirius chuckles, pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck. “Me neither. Do you think they know?” 
You hum, leaning back and letting him support some of your weight. He takes it happily. It’s going to be one of those nights where you’re asleep before the rest of them have even made it to bed, he can tell. “Not well enough.” 
“Cease looking at me like that this instant,” James demands. “Moony, why do they look like they want to eat us?” 
“Doesn’t sound like such an awful idea,” you say through a yawn, pulling out of Sirius’ arms to move towards the bed.
He follows you. “True,” he says, casting a charged look back at his boyfriends. “I could probably gnaw on a bicep, now that you mention it.” 
“It’s kind of nice that not everyone can understand,” you observe drowsily as you slip under the covers. “Makes it easier to say what we mean.” 
Sirius laughs. “Of course these are your darkest, most secret thoughts, you softie.” He sits down on the bed, brushing a strand of hair from your lovely face. “If you couldn’t understand me, I’d be saying much filthier stuff.” He cocks his head. “Actually, you don’t know what braquemard means, do you?”
Your eyebrows cinch, and there’s a gasp from the bathroom a moment before James comes barreling into the room.
“I heard something!” He exclaims. Sirius smirks up at him from his place on the bed. “That brack-whatever—it’s dirty, I think. I’ve heard him use it before.” You snicker into your pillow, and James looks at you in horror. “Angel, what’s he roped you into? Is he corrupting you while we can’t protect you?”
“Interesting,” Remus hums, moving slowly towards the bed. He approaches Sirius, nudging the other boy’s legs apart and fitting himself between them. Sirius’ heart pounds against his rib cage as Remus tilts his head up, fingers curled lightly around his jaw. “Gonna tell us what you’ve got to say, pretty boy?”
Sirius takes a shuddering inhale, static filling his head as Remus strokes idly at his face. 
You make an amused harrumphing sound, and speak in English so everyone can hear. “Softie.” 
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siriussslut · 6 months
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Omg more cowboy rem plssss!! Literally anything he’s just so hot. Maybe size kink and manhandling, he must be so strong working all day like that, would be a shame if he didn’t have somethin pretty to throw around afterwards🥹
cowboy remus is hot i’d be his perfect lil house wife i need him SOOOOSSOSOBADDDD
anyways, warnings: size kink, dom/sub dynamic, use of “sir”, “doll”, and “good girl,” breeding kink, stomach bulge, mention of pregnancy
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remus tosses you carelessly against the kitchen table, your back slamming into the wood. he pushes you further down with ease, spreading your thighs wide open. you whine as he leans down, looking directly at your pussy as he shoves your panties aside.
the cloth is already soaked through, leaking onto your skirt. “fuck, baby, you’re so wet.” he spreads your legs wider, his large hands gripping your thighs with urgency.
you swing yourself upwards as he straightens, immediately reaching to undo his shirt. he lets you, and you toss it onto the floor the minute his bare chest is exposed. he’s slick with sweat and dirt, filthy after a long day of work on the ranch. you want to lick him.
before you get the chance, he pushes you back down, undoing his belt as you go. his dick swings out of his boxers, giant and erect. he leans closer and it ghosts your core, teasing the skin of your inner thighs.
“this alright, doll?” he asks, his voice a low murmur.
“y-yes, sir.”
he grins and grips your legs tighter, slowly sliding his dick into your wet pussy. you moan as he fills you up with his full length, gasping once again at his size.
“does that feel good?”
“mhm,” you manage to choke out, voice an octave too high.
he thrusts into you and you see a slight bulge through the cloth of your apron, right above your bellybutton.
wetness pools in your cunt, spilling out onto your inner thighs.
“you’re s-so big.”
“is it too much for your tight little pussy?” he asks, thrusting into you deep and slow.
“no! no, sir, i can take it.”
his fingers slide down to play with your pulsating clit. “good girl.”
you grind into his touch, back arching against the table where the two of you had eaten breakfast along with your children just hours before. where you’ll eat dinner tonight.
you cry out as he somehow manages to go even deeper, pussy walls fluttering against his insane length.
he growls, “fuckin’ love this pretty pussy.”
you reach for something, anything to ground you through his thrusts, fingers grasping onto his bare hip. freshly manicured nails dig into his flesh, hard enough to leave marks.
an animalistic whine of pure lust escapes his throat. he fucks you faster, fucks you deeper, hitting all the right spots.
your vision goes blurry, blobs of black dotting your sight.
he rolls his hips into yours, managing to get even closer. you can feel his sweat dripping down onto your skin. “can’t wait to fill this tight li’l pussy up,” he rasps out.
the thought has your pulse quickening, excitement at him fucking another baby into you.
“please!” you scream, voice needy and unguarded. “please.”
his cock jerks around against your walls once, twice, before he’s creaming, filling you up with ropes of hot cum. he thrusts deeper into you, pushing his thick white seed further inside of you, plugging your pussy.
“do you like that? do you like being full of m’babies?”
“y-yes, yes sir. i do.”
he leans down to pepper kisses down your sweaty chest, making a mental note to buy a pregnancy test.
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cosmal · 1 year
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ooooh poly!marauders who are really in tune with their s/o's emotions, even when she tries to hide them? like maybe they're out for a meal or at a party and she gets overwhelmed and they just realise straight away and bring her out of the setting? i love them soooo much
in the car
summary the boys take you home when you get overwhelmed at a party.
content poly!marauders x fem!reader
note omg first poly!m blurb. sorry it kinda sucks :[
You sit on a retaining wall in Marlene's backyard and try to focus on her pretty flowers instead of feeling so anxious. You haven't spoken to anyone in twenty minutes, not even the boys, and you've really tried your best not to put such a damper on the night.
They're having a lot of fun, you know they've had a tiring week and everyone hasn't been together in a long time so you won't ruin anything for them.
You pick at your nails and chew on the ice in your drink to keep your mind distracted. You thought you could handle it tonight, you hoped you wouldn't get as overwhelmed as you were expecting. You'd felt anxious before you even left, you thought seeing your friends might've helped.
You're too busy staring a hole through your glass to notice James sitting next to you. You startle when he speaks and bite your lip at your error.
"Hey, sweetheart," he says softly and ignores your jump. You feel a little pathetic.
"James," you sigh. You can't look him in the eye.
"Ready to go?" he clasps and hand to your shoulder and does that stupid, toothy grin he knows you love.
"What? We just got here." It feels like it's been hours. It's been one at most.
"Yeah, I know." He stands back up and hovers over you. It's almost irritating how pretty he looks. He doesn't make any of this any easier. You feel awful for ruining their night. "You look so sad, honey. We thought we'd go home."
"I can Uber if you want." You regret it before you even say it.
"What? No, don't be so silly." Yeah. Expected.
"I don't wanna leave just cause of me. I'm fine, don't worry."
James doesn't let you mope any longer. "No, c'mon, up."
"James..."
"It's okay," he takes your hand to encourage you, smiling, "really. I wanna leave anyway." Then much quieter, "Frank's tryna get me drunk."
You let him lift you up and fall into his side where you feel you belong. You feel half-relieved already, despite feeling selfish. "Where're the others?"
"Sirius went to get the car,'' he grabs your hand and leads you through the side gate. "I think Remus went with him."
You're not sure why you feel so blindsided by this all. Most of the time they're so intuned with you, they know when you're overwhelmed or just having a bad time. You're the same with them. You rub Remus's shoulders before without him telling you they're sore, you call James when you know he's having a bad day after he messages you, and you hug Sirius before he tells you he wants a cry.
You step out onto the pavement and find Sirius pulled up with Remus, waiting for you and James. You feel bad for ditching but not as much as so when they look so happy to see you. "What if I'd convinced you to stay? They would've been out here all night, probably," you ask before you get to the car.
"Wouldn't have worked." He opens your door for you.
You slide along the back seat for James to sit next to you and are welcomed by a lovely warmth. James gets in too and you think he wants to click you in as well but decides against it.
"You okay, lovely?" Remus asks from the passenger seat, he twists around to look you over and you feel bare.
"I'm okay," you say softly. "Hasn't Sirius been drinking?"
Sirius snorts from behind the wheel. "I've had two, don't worry, lovely."
You know you're deflecting, you suspect as soon as Sirius also asks if you're okay, you might cry. Your throat feels thick with an upset that feels worse now in a contained space. This is half the reason you wanted to leave on your own. Not that being surrounded by your boys when you're upset is bad, just might've been easier to steel yourself.
You reach a hand down on the seat between you and James and scrunch it tight. He unclicks himself and sides over to you. He gets an arm around your shoulder and encourages you into his side, as much as your seatbelt will allow.
"You okay?" Sirius dangerously whips his head back to look at you, pouting.
The first tear dribbles down your cheek.
You hide your face in James's firm shoulder and shake your head. He tuts and cages your head in with a big hand. Your tears are hot and slow, marring James's pretty shirt. You hope you don't turn messy with it. He looks good.
James murmurs something like, "Hurry up, Sirius." The car roars.
You feel the car slow at a red light and peel yourself away from James's chest. Face wet and hot, your hair stuck to your cheeks. "Shit, I'm sorry," you curse and wipe your face with a rough hand. James's arm stays around your shoulder.
"Hey, it's okay, yeah?" Remus uses his long arm to grab your knee. He squeezes firmly and it feels nice. You hope you're close to home, you want to hug Sirius as well. He looks similarly worked up.
"I'm sorry I made us leave," you sniffle.
"You didn't make us do anything," James says, voice as firm as he can manage. "We don't mind. It's just...you gotta tell us if you're not feeling good, okay? We might be able to prevent these pretty eyes from crying." He uses the side of his finger to wipe under your watery eyes, brushing over your clumped eyelashes. You blink slowly.
"I didn't want to ruin-"
"You didn't ruin anything," Sirius interrupts, "We just want to make sure you're okay."
He steals another look at you. You nod gently. "Yeah."
"Remus was complaining to me, anyways," James says, smug. "Said I looked so good that he wanted to take me home."
You start to laugh, much to the boy's pleasure. "Really?"
"Yeah," James nods, "Said he wanted to - and I quote - jump my bones."
Remus looks incensed. You're just happy the teasing isn't on your behalf for once. "Whatever, James."
"You do look pretty, James," you say, still sidled up to him, "I don't blame him."
He squeezes you hard. and laughs, pleased you're feeling better. "I'm sure Remus'll be telling me all night how good this shirt looks on me."
"It does!"
"Okay, James's head might explode," Sirius says. He'd looked just as in love all night, you'd seen it.
"Woah!"
You sit back and watch your boys fight over stupid things. You think you could do it for the rest of your life if they allowed it. You're sure they'd make a fool of themselves over and over if it made you happy.
Sirius catches you staring. "Feeling a little better?"
You nod, pleased, but embarrassed to be caught. "Yeah."
"Good." You must be almost home.
"Hey, Sirius?" you say softly.
"Yeah, lovely?" He might crash if he keeps turning to look at you like that.
"Can we stop at McDonald's?" you ask softly, even softer eyes like he'd ever say no.
"Yeah, sounds good. Remus needs a happy meal."
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ellecdc · 20 days
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLBnwGM5/
Hi there again! I saw this tiktok and it immediately made me think of the boys. Do you think you could write something with Sirius or Remus coming home drunk and just being completely drunken lover boys and just r trying to hold back their laughs but also blushing and completely over taken by adoration of their boy. Hahah any way hope you have an amazing day!
omg babes this is so funny and cute. and I clearly didn't read your request carefully enough because you asked for Sirius or Remus but I gave you both 🫢 terribly sorry, please do forgive me. side note: I'm so pissed because I was going to tag this one poly!marauders fic that had the same premise and James comes home going "I hope she does wake up I missed her so much I think I'm going to throw up" all in the same breath and Sirius just abandons him and Moony in the kitchen to snuggle their girl and I can't find it! I actually scoured all my faves master lists to try to find it for you and I can't 😭 update!: a few followers did some sleuthing and found it, it's this fic by @luveline!!
poly!wolfstar x fem!reader when the boys come home drunk [and in love]
CW: mentions of drinking and drunkeness
You woke to the feeling of the bed dipping gently once, and then much less gently a second time.
“Pads, for fuck’s- Hi dovey.” Remus began hissing at Sirius before you opened your eyes to see him lying before you.
“Oh! Is she up now?” Sirius said approximately three decibels louder than necessary as he threw his heavy arm over your waist and roughly pulled you into his chest.
“Missed you s’much.” He slurred as he shoved his face into your neck. 
“Mm, was boy’s night fun?” You asked through a stretch, sleep causing your words to tumble inelegantly out of your mouth.
“No.” Sirius harrumphed quickly as Remus moved a clumsy yet gentle hand to the side of your face.
“It was fun.” He conceded, earning him an indignant “was not” from your neck.
“Why didn’t you have fun, Sirius?”
Sirius scoffed as if you had asked a particularly ridiculous question. “Uhm, because my best girl wasn’t there?” He muttered into your hair, pulling you impossibly further into his chest.
“You’re gonna squash her, Sirius.” Remus admonished.
“Fine. Roll over babydoll.” Sirius ordered, pulling his arms away only to paw at your shoulder in an attempt to encourage you onto your other side.
You weren’t awake enough for this.
“Siri.” You whined petulantly. “What time is it?”
“Almost three.” Remus answered readily.
“Roll over.” Sirius asked again.
“Why?”
“‘Cause I wanna see your- your beautiful face.” Even through his slurring and hiccups, he still managed to be an incorrigible flirt. 
“No, leave her. I’m looking at her right now.” Remus argued. You had to smother a laugh at how un-Remus-like he sounded when drunk, and made a mental note to tell him in the morning how petulant he was just to be rewarded with that beautiful blush you knew he’d wear. 
“Tough; you’ll just have to look at me.” Sirius countered.
“I had to look at you all night!”
“Had to? Just what is- is that s’posed to mean, Moons?”
“Sirius, knock it - ouch!” Remus reached over you to return a mean pinch to Sirius’ side, causing an all out war to break out between the two.
“Fuckin’ hell.” You muttered as you extricated yourself from the bed. You barely made it down the hall before you heard a painful sounding thump and footsteps chasing you.
“Dovey! Wait!” Remus called, a little more out of breath than the few feet from your bedroom really called for. “You can’t go into the kitchen.”
You felt your face scrunch up in confusion. “Why not?”
“Because Remus broke a glass!” Sirius called, limping over from the bedroom.
“Squealer.” Remus muttered at Sirius as he teetered slightly into the wall beside him. “M’sorry dove. I dropped it in the- in the sink and will clean it tomorrow when, uhm…”
“When the world’s not so spinny anymore.” Sirius finished for him, nodding sagely at his own decree.
“You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?” You asked, looking carefully at his hands for any signs of blood.
“That’s so nice of you to ask.” He whispered in awe, allowing you to manipulate his hands in yours. 
“Don’t act so surprised, Moony.” Sirius slurred. “She’s literally the nicest girl in the world.”
“She really is.” Remus agreed. 
You blushed furiously and continued into the kitchen, mindful of any potential broken glass on the floor - though you were happy to note that it did appear all damage was contained within the sink - to grab three bottles of water from the fridge.
“I actually love her so much.” You heard Sirius whisper to Remus from around the corner.
“Me too.” Remus whispered back. 
“I am so in love it’s actually a little bit embarrassing.”
“Me too.” Remus agreed again.
“Do you think she loves us as much?”
“Impossible.”
“Yeah I don’t think so either.”
“Well that’s not fair.” You interrupted as you rounded the corner again. “No one asked for my input.”
“Sorry, dollface. It’s just, I’m so far gone for you and Remus here is a certified simp so I already know it’s im- impossible for you to love us nearly as much.”
“It’s not a competition, Siri.” You admonished lovingly, handing him a bottle of water before passing one to Remus. 
“You got these for us?” Remus whispered, sounding alarmingly close to tears. You chuckled at him and touched his cheek. 
“‘Course I did, handsome.”
He shook his head as he stared at you in awe. “No; I definitely love you the most.”
“You do not!” Sirius argued quickly.
“It’s not a competition!” You reiterated.
“Fine.” They chorused as they followed you obediently to the bedroom. 
“But if it was, I’d win.” Sirius proclaimed as he fell face first into the mattress. 
Remus snorted before chugging almost half the bottle of water and dribbling some onto his sleep shirt. 
“Did you break the glass trying to get a drink, bubs?” You asked him as you took the water bottle from him to recap it and he fought to catch his breath.
“Yeah.” He admitted looking terribly shamefaced. “I gave up on having water after that.”
You smiled and kissed his forehead before climbing into bed to situate yourself between the two boys.
You pressed your back into Remus in order to face Sirius who was already out cold and snoring lightly.
“You should’ve seen him tonight.” Remus started through a yawn. “Some girl tried hitting on him and he started screaming and asked me to ‘take him home to the most beautiful girl’.”
You held your hand to your mouth afraid that your beaming smile would somehow wake up Sirius for being entirely too bright.
“Yeah? What’d you do?”
You could tell Remus was nearly asleep when he finally answered you, sleep dragging out the syllables as he whispered them into your hair. 
“I brought him home to you.”
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omg ! sensitive reader who is terrified to make remus mad when he's had a bad day ? like trying super hard not to say too much, but all he wants is a hug from her, and he just gets her to relax with him :(
Remus thinks he’s never ever in the history of ever had a day as shitty as today.
All he can think about is coming home to you. You and your cute apartment with all its colour and trinkets and your near constant scent of caramel and toffee.
“I’ll be there soon, dove.” From on the other end of the phone, you wince a little at how upset he sounds but it’s still a marvel at the way he softens when he says dove, like he couldn’t bare sound harsh speaking to.
He really couldn’t.
“Okay Rem, I made chocolate chip cookies for when you get in.”
God Remus wishes he could kiss you through the phone.
“You’re cute, thank you baby. I’ll be fifteen minutes.”
You spend the fifteen minutes stewing nervously, trying to think about everything you could do to help Remus destress.
“I’m here, dove.” You spring up from your seat, rushing to him and then pausing in front of him, wringing your hands hard.
“Hi Remmy, I’m sorry you had a bad day.”
He nods, eyebrows pinching at how you keep distance between you both. You read it as him being annoyed still so you snap your mouth shut.
Remus doesn’t take long to put two and two together, “Dove,” he starts slowly, soft as he takes in how nervous you look.
If you didn’t look like you could cry from just how anxious you were he’d smile.
“Can I have a hug?” You breathe out like you’ve been deflated and rush to wrap your arms around Remus.
He takes a deep inhale, your caramel scent enveloping him as he holds onto you tight. Remus swears whatever goodness in you fuses whatever in him has been upset all day.
“God I love you, precious girl.” One of his hands hold the back of your head and the other holds onto your hip.
“I love you too, Remus. I’m really really sorry you had a bad day. Maybe we can look at something nice on tv.”
Remus smiles, but you’re always trying to take care of him as much as he does you.
“Or perhaps we could lay on the sofa and eat chocolate chip cookies till our stomachs ache and then go to bed?”
You giggle at how fond Remus sounds about his idea. “Yeah, we can do that.” And you do, Remus polishing off the majority of the tray while you have a couple bites of his.
“Swear you could make anything better, dove.” You sniffle wetly and Remus chuckles, kissing your lips and smearing chocolate all over them before diving closer to you for another one.
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