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moonstruckme · 8 months
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James Potter x Reader where reader is in a different house (Hufflepuff if you don’t mind) and she ends up on the receiving end of one of their pranks which makes her angry so she avoids James and the other marauders, forcing him to grovel/beg for forgiveness? Thank you so much xoxo
Hi, thanks for your request! This got a bit long haha, but I enjoyed writing it and hope you enjoy reading :)
cw: mentions of blood
James Potter x Hufflepuff!reader ♡ 1.8k words
Though no one tells him it’s happening, Remus sees the prank coming from a mile away.
Primarily, this is because James and Sirius appear to be playing an entirely ordinary game of frisbee. Just tossing it back and forth, no hexes or nifflers or anything. A simple pastime between two boys on a lovely warm afternoon. 
Secondly, they haven’t asked Remus to join them. While they know from experience he’s content to read his book in the grass, they always make a point to ask just to be sure Remus doesn’t feel excluded. The fact that they haven’t suggests that they’re well aware that whatever they’re up to, Remus will want no part in it. 
Lastly and most importantly, James Potter has the worst poker face Remus has ever known. 
When the curly-haired boy slyly drops the frisbee they’ve been using into his bag, trading it for another, he can hardly keep the giddiness from his face. Which is probably why, when he tosses it well away from his companion and towards a crowd of gathered students, Sirius is the one who has to say, with theatrical volume and distress, “Merlin, can somebody grab that?”
Remus watches warily as several students turn to track the progress of the disk as it sails overhead, and after a moment one breaks away, chasing after it. Remus feels a pang of sympathy for you, your yellow and black scarf flying behind you as you run, needing no further evidence than the eager look in James’ eyes to know that you’ve fallen for a trap. 
You jump up to grab it out of the air, beaming in triumph for a moment before a yelp escapes you. You flings your catch to the ground, cradling your hand as the fanged frisbee twitches and snarls at your feet. 
“Shit,” he hears Sirius breathe, and the excitement is gone from his and James’ expressions as they jog over to you, Remus standing to follow them. 
You pick your head up as they approach, eyes wet but fierce. 
“What the hell?” you snarl, and Remus realizes with a stab of concern that there’s a small puddle of blood forming in your palm. “You’ve begun targeting your stupid pranks at anyone who’s dumb enough to help you now? How’s that funny?”
Remus looks at his friends in bewilderment, aggrieved on your behalf but unable to believe they’d do something so cruel. The fanged frisbee—a cheap trick, which really should be banned in Remus’ opinion—twitches closer to your ankle, and Sirius flicks his wand at it, its teeth retracting as it goes silent and motionless. 
“We…I charmed it so its teeth would be dull and harmless.” James scrubs a hand through his hair, at a loss. “It was only supposed to scare you, not hurt you.” 
You shake your head at him disbelievingly and bite your lip, face reddening as the pain sets in. James steps closer to you, blocking you from view of the small crowd of gawking students, none of whom, Remus notes with some bitterness, have come to help you or see if you’re okay. 
“I’m really sorry,” James says softly. “Let me help.” But when he reaches for your hand, you step back, holding it close to your chest. 
“Just leave me out of your fun in the future, yeah?” you hiss, stalking inside. 
James looks pained as he watches you go, and though Remus doesn’t begrudge you your justified anger, he feels for his good-natured friend. It had been an honest mistake, though the cost turned out to be far higher than either of his friends had expected. But knowing James, he’ll find some way to make it right. 
“Sorry, mate. They can’t all be winners.” Sirius claps him on the back, and Remus knows his light tone is more to make James feel better than it is true carelessness. Sirius is loyal that way; he’d probably lock you in a broom closet rather than have you upset James again. 
“It wasn’t meant to hurt anyone,” James says quietly.
Sirius’ smile is unfaltering, though Remus spies the worry in his eyes. “She’ll get over it. C’mon, there’s still time to go into Hogsmeade if we hurry.” 
And though Remus hopes you’ll feel better soon, he knows it will take James a long time to get over it himself. 
James shuffles from foot to foot, feeling silly and anxious as he waits for someone to leave the Hufflepuff dorms so he can go inside. He’s fairly sure you’re supposed to have potions together, but you hadn’t shown up to class, and though James had kept an eye out all day in the hallways, he’d never spotted you. He’d thought he’d caught a glimpse of you in the great hall during lunch, but you’d darted out of sight before he could be sure, and then there’d been no sign of you at dinner. Luckily, it had only taken a quick consultation of the map he shared with his friends to find out that you’d holed up in the Hufflepuff common room, so here he was, draped in his invisibility cloak and fidgeting like a nervous date at your front door. 
The door creaks open, and James slips in before it can shut, the exiting Hufflepuff shivering slightly at the breeze he makes whisking by them. It’s not difficult to spot you where you’re sitting painting your nails, lips pursed just slightly in concentration. The common room is mostly empty as other students enjoy the nice weather outside, and James is grateful for the privacy as he takes off the cloak and goes to sit beside your feet where they’re stretched out on the couch. 
You look up at the intrusion and startle to find James, pulling your feet closer to you reflexively. He hopes it’s an instinct to make room for him and not to protect yourself from him, though given recent events he could hardly blame you for the latter. 
“What’re you—how did you get in here?” you ask, eyes darting between James and the door in bafflement. 
Never mind that. “You weren’t at dinner,” James says, holding out his small stolen dish of chicken curry, “so I thought you might be hungry. Sorry, it’s barely warm now.” 
You take it from him suspiciously, careful of your wet nails, and James feels a stab of guilt at the sight of your bandaged hand. 
“I’m really sorry about yesterday,” he goes on, throat burning with shame. “I know I’ve already said it, but it was supposed to be harmless. I wasn’t careful enough.” 
You don’t look at him, not rejecting his apology but not quite accepting it either. “Pomphrey fixed it good as new anyways, so we can just say it never happened.”
James appreciates the attempt to ease his conscience, but your kindness only makes him feel that much more villainous. This would be so simple if you were one of those pureblood gits, or even just a bit ruder, but you’re you, and that’s so much worse. 
“Can I see it?” he asks softly, and you hesitate only a moment before scooting a bit closer and extending your hand to him, palm up. 
James unwraps the bandage with care, keeping one eye on your face to ensure he’s not hurting you, and so he notices the faint blush that colors your cheeks as he cradles your hand in his. The last layer of your dressing falls away, revealing three tiny white scars. Though they’re healed over, he hisses in sympathy, drawing your hand further towards him protectively but forgetting you’re attached to it. 
Your inhale is soft as you lean forward awkwardly, and James huffs a laugh at his enduring idiocy. “Sorry, love,” he says, letting you lean back. He doesn’t let go of your hand, though. “Were they deep?”
You give a one-shouldered shrug, as though it’s nothing to you. James worries you’re putting on a performance of exaggerated blasé for his benefit. “They bled a lot, but a charm sealed them up quickly enough.”
James nods, remembering with sickening clarity the blood that had pooled in your palm and dripped from between your fingers. 
“I’m glad,” James says, and it doesn’t feel like enough. Nothing feels like enough. But he can’t stop himself, even if it’s all inadequate. “I’m really sorry.” 
You sigh, and James knows enough about you to guess that being upset is exhausting you. It isn’t in your nature; you’re someone who always has a kind word for everyone, who he’s seen lend your quill to a student that forgot theirs and offer them an understanding smile when they broke it, who would rather spend all day avoiding James than let him feel the wrath of your grudge. 
Your very warranted grudge, by the way. 
It’s terrible luck that someone as sweet as you was on the receiving end of his mistake. But, as you’d pointed out, that was how the prank was designed, wasn’t it? Though James and Sirius hadn’t thought that part through at the time, the victim was always going to be whoever stepped forward to help. Normally it might not matter, but they’d gotten so caught up in the excitement of trying out their new toy that James had somehow gotten the spell wrong. And as a result, you’d been forced to pay a price for your kindness and his incompetence. 
“It’s okay,” you say.  
“It’s not,” James insists. “And I can’t fix it, but let me do something else. I can do your potions’ homework for the rest of the year, I can give you my dessert every night, I can…I can sneak into Hogsmeade and bring you whatever you want, anytime you ask, I can…what?”
You’re smiling at him, and it’s familiarly lovely but, James can’t help but think, entirely undeserved. 
“I don’t need any favors from you, James,” you say, and he realizes it’s the first time you’ve said his name. It’s not a long name, but somehow your voice gives it a cadence he quite likes. “Just be more careful, okay? I ended up fine, but next time someone might not.” 
“There won’t be a next time,” he promises swiftly, and means it. “But sweetheart—” if he notices how you soften at the endearment, he doesn’t mention it “—you’ve gotta let me make it up to you somehow.”
You sigh again, though it’s lighter this time, seemingly both exasperated and amused by his persistence. After a moment spent within your own head, you ask, “Could you help me study for the potions exam next week?”
“Yes!” James grins eagerly. “Of course. That’s a start. How’s tomorrow after class? I’ll bring study snacks as well, and we can make it a regular thing, if you like.” 
He’d like to make it a regular thing, debt or not. 
You smile. “Tomorrow is perfect. And can I call in another favor right now?”
If James weren’t sitting, he’d buckle at the knees in relief. “Yes. I’m at your service.”
“Can you tell me how you got into the Hufflepuff common room?”
“That,” he says smoothly, “is just one in my arsenal of skills now at your disposal.”
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kairospy · 7 months
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Barty: so are you a top or a bottom?
James:
Regulus:
Barty: ….
James: your sex life sounds so boring
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addisonstars · 4 months
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"you're the brightest star in my sky"
written for day 4 of january for @jegulus-microfic with the prompt "switch" totaling 296 words
James was a man on a mission. Nothing could deter him from seeing Regulus, not even his class schedule. 
He went to talk to Mcgonagall about his classes, how this class “wasn't working out for him” and that if he had his friends in his class then “they could help him study more effectively.” And it worked, just as he knew it would.
Now, James was seated across from Regulus in his new astronomy class. It was an added bonus that Sirius was in there too, and it made it seem less suspicious why James was switching classes halfway through the year. 
He had all of astronomy now to look at Regulus. The class was set up with the seats in a ring, all facing the telescope in the center, and he picked the seat next to Sirius which was, fortunately for James, right across from Regulus. 
Professor Sinistra was going on about nebulas, how they were just a ball of gas and dust, but they were one of the prettiest things in space. 
James raised his hand to speak up. “Nebula’s would have to be one of my favorite things in space, I would think.” He continues, looking right at Regulus as he speaks. “While the inside of them may seem insignificant, or unworthy of recognition, it’s those components that make up such a beautiful outside.” He continues to stare at Regulus when done. 
“Why, yes Potter, excellent observation. That’s one of the reasons why I like space the most…” 
Regulus had finally looked at James, and he noticed James was already looking at him. James smiled softly, and Regulus rolled his eyes and looked away. As class went on, James couldn’t but look back at Regulus, and realize his eyes were already on him. 
eye contact is sexy!!
-a.s.
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roseburning · 3 months
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Harry Potter Roleswap
It's Harry Potter,
but instead of the 90s, we got the 70s;
instead of the Dursleys, we got Tobias and Eileen;
instead of Gryffindor, we got Slytherin;
instead of Draco's Gang, we got the Marauders;
instead of Pansy Parkinson, we got Lily Evans;
instead of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, we got Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black;
It's Harry Potter
but instead of Harry Potter, we got Severus Snape.
(I thought about "instead of Dumbledore, we got Voldemort" and "instead of Minerva McGonagall, we got Bellatrix Lestrange" but they don't really play roles similar enough.)
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sommerregenjuniluft · 6 months
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monday tuesday snippet<3
thank you lovely peops for the tags @kaaaaaaarf, @maliceofminds, @casstration & @kaleidoscopexsighs mwah also special mentions going out to elio my little meow meow @moronappreciator because he is enabler of this
smut warning :)
The other man makes a high-pitched strangled noise. Something panicky, high in his throat, and he fists the sheets over his head where he can manage to grab- to hold on. Regulus smirks at his efforts. Sinks his chin down to capture one of his pebbled nipples between his lips. James shouts. “Reg,” a whimper, his head rutting against the pillow uselessly, “Reg, I- ah ‘m gonna– I can’t,” a sob. Regulus groans against his sweaty skin. “Yeah, you can, baby,” he growls. Hoists James’ leg over his shoulder to have another free hand. Leans back down to take the hard nub in his mouth and kneads James’ pec. Keeps sucking on the nipple relentlessly as James wails. Squeezes his eyes shut tight and there are tears slipping out and fuck.
taggiinngg @static-radio-ao3, @regscupid, @xjustakay, @grimjobs, @delicris, @worldenough-and-time, @strezzlecki & @lemndrps if you guys have anything you want to share hehe
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queenofmistresses · 2 years
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poly marauders with sub james where they just use him as a personal fuck toy and by the end he is a mess, tears down his cheeks and his legs shaking
Beautiful
Poly!marauders x reader
A/N this is my first poly fic so I hope I complete this as you want, please feel free to give me any feedback!
Warnings: nsfw, a lot of sexual content, dom! Reader, switch!sirius, switch!remus, sub!james, degradation, praise kink, mommy kink, let me know if there’s more
Me and Remus go straight from our potions class to the boys’ dorm. We chat the whole way but as we approach the room we hear small noises coming from inside. We share a glance and a small smile and press our ears against it, listening in.
“Fuck… feels… ugh.” We couldn’t hear much but we could tell what was happening. With another shared smirk we open the door to the beautiful image of Sirius fucking James’s ass. I place my bag on the ground and take Remus’s from his shoulder placing it with mine.
Both James and Sirius are looking at us now. “Having fun without us?” I walk over to the bed and place my hand on Sirius’s cheek, stroking his jaw with my thumb. He leans into my touch, letting out a shallow breath. “Answer me please Siri.”
“I-I I’m sorry mommy. He looked so good. Sorry I-I should’ve waited.” He hangs his head down. I look over at James, walking closer to his face, watching his eyes stare at me intensely. I stroke his head, feeling his hair.
“Well you’re right on both things. You should’ve waited. But he does look good doesn’t he?” James lets out a small whimper. “I’ll punish you later Siri. For now, I think we need to fuck our little Jamie until he can’t remember his own name. How does that sound Jamie.” He groans.
“Please mommy. Please fuck me dumb. Want you all so bad.” I smile at his begging. He’s always so good at it, letting into his submissive side so easily.
“Good boy.” He groans again, moving his head to kiss my palm. I look over to Remus who is still frozen in place and signal him over. He moves forwards standing right in front of me. I stand him, and although he is towering over me I still feel as though I have the power over him. “Well, Sirius already has his dick inside Jamie, what do you want? You want his mouth? His cock?” I start stripping down his robe while I kiss his neck.
“H-his cock. Please.” He’s looking hungrily at James, like if he was in Sirius’s position, he would be pounding into James like there’s no tomorrow. I bring my lips up to his and we fight each other for control, he’s always had a more dominant lean than Sirius, but either way I win this fight.
“Go on then Rem.” I whisper. “Let Sirius get you ready first.” Remus goes to the cupboard and gets out the lube, passing it to Sirius. He strips down until he’s naked before he climbs over James so that he’s straddling his waist, leaning forwards and engaging in a heated kiss with him. He groans when Sirius starts moving his fingers in and out of his asshole, getting it ready for James’s cock. I can feel myself becoming wet at the sight.
I strip down completely as well watching my boys have their fun. It’s a tight fit on a single bed but we’ll make do, we always do. “Now James, you’re not allowed to cum until we give you permission.” I say when Remus finally releases from the kiss. “Do you understand?”
“Yes mommy.” He says.
“I’m going to sit on your face Jamie. What do you do if you need a break?” I ask, approaching him. I need him to be able to stop.
“Tap your thigh twice.”
“Good boy.” I watch as Remus slowly sits down on James’s hips, his cock entering him as he lets out a groan, James whines too. “You ready James? Ready for us to use you?”
“Yes. Please- God please use me.” I give a nod to Sirius who starts his movements, slowly at first. When his movements starts to pick up I nod to Remus who lifts himself up so James’s cock is almost out of him before slamming back down, continuing his movements.
The combined sounds of skin hitting skin and all of their pretty moans practically has me dripping. I start stroking his hair again. “Such a good boy Jamie. Taking it so well. Taking it like the pretty little slut you are.” He whimpers below me, taking my words in.
I lift my legs over him, straddling his chest. “Think you can take mommy as well?” He nods quickly. “Words baby.”
“Yes. Please mommy.” I smile at him. “Good boy.” I lift myself up, shifting forwards and sitting down on his face. He immediately starts lapping at me pussy. Pressing his tongue on my clit for a short while before moving to poke his tongue into my hole, sending waves of pleasure through my body causing me to lean my head back and let out a series of moans.
“Well done Bunny. Taking my cock so well.” I hear Sirius groan from behind me. James moans at his words sending electricity through my body. It isn’t long before I feel myself getting close.
“Nearly there baby. You’re doing so well. Gonna take it all like a good boy ok? So close.” I continue to ride his face, chasing my pleasure. I don’t know what they do but one of the boys seems to do something that James really liked ‘cause he groans into me again, sending me into my orgasm.
James uses his tongue to lap up everything I give him as I come down from the high. The boys are both still going from behind me so I lift myself up and move to straddle his chest instead. “Thank you mommy.” He says, his eyes clouded over in lust.
“Good boy.” I murmur. His face covered in my cum and his eyes are rolled back as his whole body moves at Sirius’s thrusts.
“Please- please can I cum?” He says to no-one in particular. I leave it to the boys to answer and keep stroking his hair.
“Not yet Bunny. Hold on for me ok?” Sirius grunts out. James clenches his eyes shut, tight.
“Open your eyes for me please sweetheart.” I say pushing back the hair from his face. When he opens his eyes I can see tears threatening to spill out. “So pretty baby. Doing so well, for us.”
“Please mommy.” He whimpers.
“No baby. If Siri says no, it’s a no. You can hold on for us baby, not much longer.” I continue to soothe him as the boys groan behind me. “Being our special little toy yeah? Taking us so well.”
“B-being a good fuckdoll for you?” He asks so innocently you’d think you misheard what he said.
“Being the best fuckdoll for us. Doing so well, almost there ok? Let them use you a little longer.” I press a kiss to his cheek before turning my body around to face the boys.
I take Remus’s cock in my hand and start fisting it, bringing him closer. “Fuck mommy. Keep doing that, please!” I smirk at him and bring myself closer to him, pressing my lips to his. He groans and I use that as my opportunity to slide my tongue into his mouth. Remus doesn’t fight it, quickly letting me take over as he continues to thrust himself onto James’s cock.
“Please let me cum Siri ‘n’ Remi. Please ‘m so close!” James begs. I let Remus go for a moment to catch my breath.
“We’re so close Bunny, won’t be long I promise.” Remus grunts out, thrusting into my head and pulling James almost completely out of him.
It doesn’t take long at all for Sirius to announce he’s ready and for Remus to confirm the same. “Ready boys? Gonna count down for you and you’re all gonna cum at once okay?” After a resounding ‘yes mommy’ from each boy I start counting from 3. “3… 2… 1.” At one, the room is filled with their groans as they all let go. Sirius inside James, James inside Remus and Remus on my stomach. I quickly grab my wand and transfigure the bed to be big enough for all of us and we all collapse next to a grinning James.
“Well done baby.” I say, bringing my hand up to stroke his cheek. I take a moment to catch my breath before I start moving to go to the bathroom.
Quickly though all 3 boys move to grab onto me, almost yelling, “No!” at me. I chuckle a little.
“We need to get cleaned up. If you haven’t noticed we’re all covered in cum. Really we all need showers but for now a cloth will do.” The think for a moment and seem to accept my answer and let me get up.
I clean them each off one by one, finishing with myself before I squeeze back into the middle of the bed between James and Sirius. “Was that all ok Jamie?” I ask.
“It was great!”
“Yeah?”
“Mhm! Loved it.” He murmurs slightly, turning his body and grabbing onto my arm to nuzzle into me. Sirius does the same and Remus spoons him, reaching his arm over to hold my hand.
They always fall straight asleep after sex. But I’ll get them up in half an hour and we’ll all have showers and clean ourselves up. But for now, I’m going to enjoy my limited time with all 3 of my boys.
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lulublack90 · 4 months
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Prompt 4 - Switch
@jegulus-microfic January 4 Word count 505
CW - Someone's shirt is set on fire but they arent hurt at all.
Regulus was enjoying the warm spring day between classes. He, Barty, and Evan were all loitering out in the courtyard. They only had about a quarter of an hour before Charms. Barty had been determined to get outside before they were trapped inside for the rest of the afternoon. So Regulus had indulged him. 
Barty was causing chaos, of course, quietly egged on by Evan. Regulus watched the tiny floating paper birds drift close to groups of other students before igniting with a sharp crack. Oddly, no one seemed to realise where they were coming from. 
Regulus had just lit a cigarette when the door slammed open, bouncing off the stone walls. He hid his hand behind his back in a flash. In case it was a professor or Filch. But no, it was his brother and his gang of loud idiots. Regulus groaned, knowing that all peace was now lost. He put his cigarette to his lips again, refusing to waste it because of them. 
His brother’s voice soon filled the small space. Regulus looked over at him. Sirius was standing on the side of the fountain, holding onto one of the uprights and waving about dramatically. Sirius had always loved the sound of his own voice. Potter was whooping and carrying on, adding fuel to Sirius’s fire. Pettigrew isn’t much better, clapping and squeakily laughing. The only one not being entirely annoying was Remus. Who, while watching Sirius intently, was only smiling and not making any noise. Regulus thought he would probably get on quite well with Remus Lupin if he wasn’t one of his brother’s friends.
Barty nudged Regulus in the side, nearly displacing his cigarette. Regulus scowled at him until he looked where Barty was pointing. One of his little paper birds was floating towards Sirius. Regulus felt the corners of his lips twitching in anticipation. 
It was nearly on him when Potter shifted sideways a step. The bird landed perfectly in the centre of his back. Crack. James’s shirt sets alight. The crack makes him jump, but he didn’t realise he was on fire until Sirius screams at him. 
Regulus knew the fire wouldn’t actually hurt him. Barty embraced chaos. But he wasn’t mad enough to hurt someone on school property. 
“It’s heatless flames,” He’d told Regulus the first time he’d shown him the spell. “Don’t want to risk getting expelled and having to go home to my father.”
James ripped his shirt off. Though at this point, there wasn’t much of it left. He threw it on the floor and stomped on it to put the flames out. James turned around trying to see who had hit him in the back. 
That’s when Regulus looked fully at James. It was like a switch had been flicked. One second he was just another of his brother’s annoying friends, and then Regulus’s stomach flipped. He had the sudden urge to lick James’s abs, which he’d never had before. 
The realisation hit him like a brick. 
Salazar’s balls! I fancy James Potter!  
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siriuslytruee · 6 months
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the way I believe in switch jegulus is insane. especially top reg and bottom james. you can't tell me they don't switch things up sometimes you just can't 🤨
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okay so i tried to write a poem based on that one moment in crimson rivers where regulus realises his love for james. yeah the "trojan horse" one
(no spoilers... not direct ones anyway)
i ain't a poet so please be kind
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Trojan Horse
Trojan Horse, I called myself;
Folding, retreating, just as Greeks.
Waiting and waiting for the dusk to arrive,
When life took a vicious turn at fifteen.
Hate I drank, venom I spat,
Before the wooden horse finally revealed.
I was never one, for I was Troy,
Now, it is blood that I breathe.
The true culprit, you ask?
It had been love all along,
Hiding beneath the facade of hate;
All this time, I was wrong.
For a decade, the horse bid its time.
The night had fallen and soon would Troy,
When the Greeks were unveiled,
The city was in ruins, destroyed.
And now, it was too late;
Deemed useless, the unleashed love.
Always, always, we were too close
But somehow never close enough.
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resident-gay-bitch · 1 month
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It’s on the more mature side too, sooooo 🤭🤭
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trohpi · 1 month
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marauders brooklyn nine-nine au with james as jake, lily as amy, sirius as rosa, remus as gina, peter as charles, mcgonagall as captain holt, and madam pomfrey as kevin
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fromagony · 11 days
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i LOVE YOUR BRAIN OMFGGGG jarty fucking regulus at the same time? then MAKING OUT? regulus wanting them to fuck each other? i'm in love
i'm already thinking abt who would top
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olivers-cocoapuffs · 11 months
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one of the biggest mistakes Remus made while being friends with the Marauders is telling them that you can use glasses to start fires
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lunar-serpentinite · 28 days
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between harry and draco, harry wld be the one more willing to cast an unforgivable at any circumstance
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enbysiriusblack · 2 months
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marauders in a job interview
why do you want this job?
remus: well i've given this question a lot of thought. and i think i can answer in three parts. and i'd like to start with the third part first, if that's cool. unless that would be confusing... in which case i can start at the beginning. um. this job's principles highlight integrity, responsibility, and consideration. well at hogwarts, i've learned integrity. from being a prefect, i have learned responsibility. and from my parents, who have sacrificed everything for me, i've learned consideration
peter: it really comes down to one thing- this job is my dream. and I've never asked it, but i think it's been dreaming of me... that was a joke. or an attempt at one
sirius: it would be an honour to get this job. i'm just not sure it's my first choice. and if there's only one position available, I'm sure there's someone who wants it more than me
james: why should i get this job? i'm james potter
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multiqts · 1 year
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can we have a smut with all three boys and reader is fuckin siri and remmy is fuckin jamie plesse 😍
Thank you for this ask sorry I took literally forever to fill it :')
Title | Poly!Marauders
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Pairing: Poly!Marauders x masc!reader
Warnings: Explicit themes, dom/sub themes, smut, poly!marauders, softdom!reader, top!reader, sub!james, switch!remus, sub!sirius, bottom!james, top!remus, bottom!sirius, subspace, vouyerism, finger sucking, foursome
Word Count: 674
A/N: Vouyer!sirius is canon sorry not sorry
Description: pnp lolsies
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Warning NSFW !!
The room filled with the desperate moans of Remus and James' breathy whines as he was pounded into by his werewolf best friend. Remus was sat against the dresser and James sat in his lap fucking himself senseless on Remus. Sirius drooled around your fingers and his dark pupils looked on at the scene mistified.
"Such a good boy, Siri..." You giggled when he gagged softly. Other two marauders: James and Remus, were too busy with each other to pity the poor animagus. James sat on Remus' lap and bounced on his cock as you kept teasing Sirius. You took your fingers out of his mouth, much to his dismay, and walked behind him. He didn't want to take his eyes away from the lustful sight in front of him but, turned 90 degrees to be facing you again. You grinned at how his mouth flung open once you went for your pants' zipper.
"Please, please, please" He chanted like a prayer, begging for some sort of gratification.
"Be patient, Siri." He whined but obeyed. You finally got your pants down. Before he could make any moves, you grabbed him by his raven hair and held him in place. He couldn't help but drool at the sight of your hard cock. He looked up at you with tired eyes as a means of silently begging. You felt as though he had been teased enough, so you gave in and pushed your throbbing desire into his warm mouth and a wanton moan escaped your lips as well as Sirius'. You fucked Sirius' slutty throat until tears ran down his pale cheeks. Before you came, you decided Sirius deserved a reward. You tried to pull out of his mouth but Sirius fought back. So, you pulled on his dark locks harsher this time. He moaned girlishly and then let you go.
"Sir, please! I'll be good! Just let me suck you off please!" He cried as if he had done something wrong. You stroked his cheek and shushed him.
"Shhh, Siri. You aren't in trouble. Quite the opposite. I think you deserve a reward. Bend over for me, yeah?" His teary eyes met yours for a split second before he bared his nakedness to you. You grabbed the bottle of lube left open by Remus and used it to lube up your fingers before plunging them into Sirius. He shook from the stimulation. You immediately found his most sensitive spot and kept hitting it with the tips of your fingers. "What do we say, Sirius?"
"Thank you! Oh, thank you, sir." He sobbed as he fucked himself on your hand. Now, It was your turn. You roughly flipped Sirius on his back and shoved your cock deep in him. He clung onto you for dear life and cried desperately for you to fuck him harder despite your already brutal pace. He was always the one out of the group to want rougher treatment. Though, that usually meant he was the most sensitive one afterward.
"Daddy- Mm- Siri looks so good getting filled by Y/N. Doesn't he James?" Remus chimed in. He was now picking up the slack for James and fucking him roughly. James was just left a crying puddle of pleasure and his eyes rolled back with every thrust that Remus made.
"Answer him, James." You cooed. James tried to whine a response but was too caught up in his impending orgasm. Remus took in James' cries with a sloppy kiss on the lips. Sirius saw and pulled you in.
"Can- can I have a kiss, sir?" He asked shakily as you pounded him into the carpet. You happily obliged and gave Sirius an equally messy kiss and he moaned and sobbed into your mouth. Soon, All the Marauders would reach their breaking point and they would all cry out as they came. You didn't bother cleaning up. You all just crawled into your extra large, shared bed. You and Remus whispered sweet nothing to your subs and they reciprocated until all were asleep.
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