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incense is so good when you don’t have a little bitch in your ear telling you that they don’t like the smell
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“i can’t do this anymore” says a girl who is not only going to do it but do it well
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i'm just saying this accidentally ties in with james being brown/desi!
In hindi (as far as ik) we say someone is "drinking" ciggarettes (पीना) so he would totally ask for a sip lmaoooo
oh my god really!! i didn’t know that! that’s so interesting!
i love that hahahahah
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wzrd-wheezes · 3 days
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thinking about james not smoking and then trying it because he wants to fit in with remus and sirius but having no idea how to do it and asking for a cig in the most unhinged ways.
i feel like he just wouldn’t understand the terminology and is just like “erm remus can i have a… sip of your cigarette…?”
and remus and sirius just burst out laughing and are like “a sip????”
and james gets all embarrassed but is laughing and just says something like “well what do you call it? a breath? a taste??”
and it’ll become a long running joke that every time remus and sirius smoke they’ll ask james if he “wants a sip”
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wzrd-wheezes · 3 days
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in the google doc. straight up "writing it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. Nothing
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my boyfriend is moving in with me for the next week i’m so excited hehe
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i wanna do this again…. assign the person you reblogged this from a representative emoji like they’re a kpop idol
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wzrd-wheezes · 4 days
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very real conversation i just had with my boyfriend:
me: i love the moon
him: the moon loves you. it told me.
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i love to make a warm beverage . sometimes even cold ones too. i must always be sipping
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wzrd-wheezes · 4 days
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being included in posts like this makes me cry actual tears of joy. tysm <3
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favourite : siruis black fics 🗝️
this will be a growing post where I will add more over time. I do take fic recommendations too. Don't be afraid to submit some.
Sirius finds you sleeping with his clothes by @moonstruckme
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Would you have me? by @natti-ice
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Game on by @wzrd-wheezes
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l o v e by @delicrieux
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Sirius like's your scar by @moonstruckme
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Game On - Sirius Black x Reader Smut
Request: what do you think of established relationship sirius black x fem!reader edging + desperate banging (maybe overstimulation done by who u choose to be the one that snaps first as a sort of “punishment” even tho they’re both in this together 💀)
sirius and reader share the same braincells and are in a very lovey-dovey relationship but one day they feel bored and want to try adding a little ✨spice✨ into their relationship, so they come up with this plan to shake things up a bit: they get dressed up to look their best and go to a club/pub/etc where they flirt with other people while looking at each other till one of them snaps and drags the other to a bathroom or another secluded place and desperately go at it with each other
AN - one thing i love about you guys is that when i ask for smut requests, i know that you'll deliver!! Also, if you guys would like, i can write a part 2/ alternat ending where sirius loses the competition and ends up in the same situation as reader…?
Warnings: this starts off fine but by the end gets pretty filthy. Nothing too weird but -contains: light bondage, edging, slight overstimulation. 3.3k words
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Sirius asked as her zipped up his girlfriend’s dress. They were stood in front of the full-length mirror in their bedroom, and he gazed at her reflection as he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. 
“I’m sure. It was my idea after all.” 
“I know. I’m just making sure.”  
They had been inseparable since their school days, the two of them practically joined at the hip. Yet, within the comfort of their connection, a desire for something new lingered. It was something that they had mulled over countless times, the idea of injecting some excitement into their relationship. When Y/N mentioned the idea, Sirius readily agreed.  
The agenda for the evening was a competition of sorts. They were going to head to one of the local bars, each of them going their separate ways upon arrival. It was a test of wills to see who would crack with jealously as they both flirted and danced with strangers.  
“You’re going down, Black.” Y/N smiled cheekily, pecking him on the lips as she grabbed her bag and headed to the door. 
“Game on.” he grinned.  
The bar that they had chosen was heaving. From the moment they entered, they were enveloped in a kaleidoscope of colours. Neon lights danced across the walls, casting vibrant hues of pink, purple and blue onto the mass of people dancing. The room itself wasn’t very big, a bar lined one wall, and a large dancefloor took centre stage, tall tables filled the space in between. It was large enough so that Y/N and Sirius could distance themselves, but small enough that they could constantly keep an eye on each other.  
They both headed towards the bar, eager to get a drink. Sirius went to one end, Y/N to the other. Y/N slipped onto one of the tall bar stools, resting her chin in her hand as she waited for the bartender to come and take her order. 
“What can I get for you, gorgeous?” the bartender asked, leaning forward slightly. Caught off guard, Y/N felt a faint flush creep onto her cheeks. 
“Surprise me.” she replied playfully. 
His grin widened at her response as he accepted the challenge. With practiced ease, he made her a cocktail, his hands moving gracefully as he poured and mixed with precision. As he slid the drink across the bar towards her, their fingers brushed briefly, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins.  
Sirius was at the other end of the bar lounged against the polished surface; whisky glass perched in his ring clad fingers. His gaze swept across the crowded room planning his next move. As he sipped his drink, his attention was momentarily diverted to his girlfriend at the other side of the bar, engaged in animated conversation with the bartender. ‘Damn, she’s quick,’ he thought as a flicker of emotion crossed his features before he masked it with a playful grin, catching her eye and raising his glass in a silent toast. He quickly downed the rest of his drink before ordering another.  
It didn’t take long for him to find someone to flirt with, as he scanned the room he locked eyes with a girl sat alone at one of the tall tables towards the dance floor. Grabbing his drink, he made his way over. Sirius flashed a charming smile as he approached the girl, his eyes sparkling with mischief. 
“Mind if I join you?” he had already pulled out the chair before giving her time to answer. 
“Depends,” the girl looked up, her eyes sparkling with amusement, “Are you planning on buying me a drink?”  
“Of course.” Sirius replied with a mock-indignant tone, “What’s your poison?”  
By the time Sirius headed back to the bar to buy their drinks, Y/N had already left. He glanced around for her, expecting her to be still chatting to the bartender, but she wasn’t there. Sirius frowned a little, scouring the bar for sight of his girlfriend as he waiting for their drinks to be made. He found her as he headed back to the table, she was sat directly opposite from him on the other side of the room. Her head was thrown back as she laughed at whatever it was that whoever she was talking to said. 
As Sirius approached the bar to order their drinks, he realised that Y/N was no longer there. Confusion flickered across his features as he had half-expected her to still be engaged in conversation with the bartender.  
Frowning slightly, Sirius cast a searching gaze around the bar, his eyes darting from one corner to the next in a bid to locate his girlfriend. It wasn’t until he got back to the table that he spotted her, seated across the room from him, her laugher ringing out amidst the lively atmosphere. A pang of jealously stirred within him as he watched Y/N interact with the man she was sat with. He took a sip of his drink, determined not to let her win their little competition. 
As Sirius sat back down, the girl’s eyes lit up with amusement, her lips curling into a playful smile as she took in his arrival. 
“Well, well, look who’s back,” she teased, “I was starting to think you’d abandoned me for good.” 
Sirius chuckled, sliding into the chair opposite her with a grin, “Sorry about that. Had to navigate through the crowd of admirers just to get our drinks.” 
“Well, I’m flattered you braved the crowds for me.” 
Sirius let out an amused laugh, but he couldn’t keep his attention off of Y/N. Although the conversation between Sirius and the girl flowed effortlessly, each sentence punctuated with flirtatious banter, he spent every spare second eyeing up his girlfriend. 
As soon as Y/N saw that Sirius had gone to sit with another girl, she knew that she had to take it up a level. There was absolutely no way that she was giving him the satisfaction of winning. After her short conversation with the bartender, another man had approached her and offered to buy her a drink which she politely accepted. He led her over to the table that he was sat on, and much to Y/N’s amusement, it was directly opposite from Sirius.  
“You have a gorgeous smile, by the way.” the man said, reaching a hand out to touch her arm. 
“Flattery will get you everywhere, won’t it?” Y/N smirked. 
“I certainly hope so.” 
As Y/N and Sirius found themselves engrossed in conversations across the crowded club, a subtle game of jealousy unfolded between them, each vying to capture the other’s attention. Y/N had really upped the flirtatiousness, laughing slightly louder than usual, leaving lingering touches on the man’s arm. She couldn’t help but look over at Sirius, her heart racing with anticipation at the thought of his reaction.  
It was only when Y/N saw Sirius lean in a little too closely to the girl that she knew she needed to up her game.  
“Wanna dance?” she asked.  
He had introduced himself, but the name slipped from her mind almost as soon as he said it. Adam? Alex? Aaron. It didn’t matter much to her, to be honest. She wasn’t particularly invested in him, merely seeing him as a means to an end in her quest to provoke Sirius. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt for his unwitting role in her scheme. Nevertheless, Adam/Alex/Aaron seemed eager enough to accept her invitation to dance.  
As they moved to the music, Y/N couldn’t help but notice the way that Sirius’s gaze lingered on them from across the room. With each movement, she could feel his eyes burning into her, a silent testament to the effect that she was having on him.  
Feeling a surge of exhilaration, Y/N leaned in closer to her dance partner, her movements growing more playful with each passing moment. She glanced over his shoulder and locked eyes with Sirius, a mischievous smile tugging at the corner of her lips.  
Sirius, quite frankly, had had enough. Still locking eyes with his girlfriend, he picked up his glass and drained the contents before turning to the girl (who he had now found out was called Jess) and asked her to dance. 
“Fancy a dance then?”  
“You don’t strike me as much of a dancer.” she narrowed her eyes at him skeptically. 
“Guess you’ll have to find out then, won’t you?” he replied, extending his hand towards her.  
Y/N and Sirius were now only a few meters apart, both dancing with their respective partners. With each playful twirl and flirtatious touch, Y/N felt a pang of jealously gnaw at her insides. Her jaw clenched slightly as she fought to keep her composure. As the music pounded, Y/N’s movements became more deliberate, each step calculated to catch Sirius’s attention. Just as she was sure that Sirius was near to reaching breaking point, she saw red. A fleeting look over at Sirius had revealed the girl’s hands tangled in his hair as she reached up on her tiptoes to whisper something in his ear. Sirius had laughed, his hand resting on her waist. With her heart pounding in her chest, she approached Sirius, tugging sharply on his arm. 
“You win.”  
“Well, I hate to say I told you so.” Sirius teased, his tone laced with playful arrogance, “But I did warn you that you wouldn’t stand a chance against me.” 
Y/N rolled her eyes at him as she grabbed a hold of his hand and led him out of the bar. 
“You’re awfully eager to get home for someone that has quite a hefty forfeit waiting for them.” he mused, “you did remember that part of the game, right?” 
“As if I could forget.” Y/N fumbled with her keys, trying to unlock their front door, “It’s all I’ve been thinking about all night.” 
“Yeah? Did you get jealous, baby?” Sirius kicked the front door shut behind him, swiftly pressing Y/N against the wall, “You were trying so hard to get me to bite, weren’t you?” 
Sirius had suddenly switched, his eyes darkening as he pressed himself against her. Y/N’s head was tipped back against the wall as he pressed sloppy, desperate kisses up the collum of her neck. 
“You better head upstairs, you’ve got a long night ahead of you, gorgeous.” 
Within minutes of being in their bedroom, Sirius had her naked, and spread out on the bed, her hand expertly tied to the headboard. He on the other hand, was fully clothed, save for his white dress shirt that was unbuttoned halfway down his chest revealing the tattoos that adorned his skin. He stood at the edge of their bed, staring down at her cockily. 
“Poor girl.” he tutted, “You wanted to win so bad, didn’t you? Didn’t want to be the one tied up and teased when we got home, did you? Was a silly idea from you, really, because you were never going to win.” 
“I was close.” Y/N argued, “You nearly snapped first. ‘Saw it in your eyes when I was dancing.” 
“Mhm. I didn’t like that he had his hands all over you. That’s my job.” Sirius said, “I almost feel bad for him –s pending his night talking to you when all you could think about all night was how good I was going to fuck you when we got home.” 
Y/N whined, tugging against her restraints. Sirius just chuckled, kneeling down on the edge of the bed, nudging her legs open.  
“That’s right, isn’t it? I bet every time he touched you, all you could think about was me. How I’d be making you beg for me as soon as we got home.” 
“Sirius, please.”  
“This wet already?” he slid a finger through her folds, “Were you soaked all night just thinking about me?” 
Y/N groaned and nodded. She knew Sirius would get like this if he won and she would be lying if she said that she wasn’t enjoying every single second of it.  
“Y-yes, Sirius, been thinking about you all night.” 
He smirked as he pushed one of his fingers inside of her, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. He pumped it inside a few times before slowly adding another one. 
“So eager for me.” he murmured, “It’s going to be a little while before I let you come though.” 
“I know...” Y/N whispered, “Just, don’t stop. Please.” 
Sirius didn’t need to be told twice. He had no intentions of stopping any time soon. Dipping his head down to meet the sensitive flesh, he licked a slow deliberate stripe over her clit. Y/N struggled, yanking against her restraints, desperate to weave her hands through his hair. When Sirius pulled away, her hips bucked up instinctively, eager to have his touch. 
“How many times do you think I need to edge you before you go completely dumb for me?” Sirius asked, sickly sweet smile on his face, “Usually five does the trick doesn’t it? But tonight, you seem so desperate already. I don’t think it’ll take that many at all.” 
“Please. Not five.” she whimpered, looking down at him pleadingly. 
“No?” 
Sirius sat up, raking a hand through his dark hair as he reached down into the box that they kept tucked under their bed. Y/N’s eyes widened, knowing exactly what he was searching for. She heard it before she saw it, the soft buzzing sound that filled the room. Sirius pressed the vibrator gently against her clit, resuming his previous position and sliding two fingers back inside of her. 
“Good girl.” he cooed, “Feel good, baby?”  
Y/N nodded, her head tipped back against the pillows, mouth slightly open. Sirius turned the vibrator up notch, causing a soft moan to fall from her lips. The girl’s hips rocked forward onto Sirius’s fingers, earning a smirk from him.  
“Tell me when you get close.” 
A few moments passed, the motion of her hips becoming quicker, trying to meet the rhythm of Sirius’s thrusts.  
“C-close.” she gasped, her eyes screwing shut, “Can I come?” 
“Nope.” 
Sirius turned the vibrator off and removed his fingers. Y/N whimpered at the loss of stimulation, frowning down at her boyfriend. 
“Don’t look so disappointed. You knew this was going to happen when we decide to do our little competition,” Sirius nipped at the skin of her inner thigh, making her flinch, “You picked the punishments, baby. You really thought you were going to win, didn’t you? Wanted to have me all tied up and desperate?” 
“I’ll win next time. Just hated how she was touching you.”  
“Next time?” Sirius cocked his head at her, “You’re very confident for someone who’s all tied up right now.”  
“Shut u-” 
Y/N didn’t get chance to finish her sentence as Sirius switched the vibrator on and pressed it firmly back against her clit.  
“Remember your manners.” 
Sirius continued his routine of playing around with the settings out the vibrator while simultaneously fucking his girlfriend with his fingers. He knew exactly what got her going so it was no surprise that a few minutes later she was thrashing around on the bed begging him to keep going. 
“No.” 
“Please, Sirius.” 
“I said no.”  
He pressed his fingers upwards, hitting her just right, getting her just teetering on the edge of orgasm before quickly switching the vibrator off and leaving her empty once more.  
“Getting so wet for me, darling.” He held his fingers up so that she could see. Her wetness had coated his fingers and Sirius smiled proudly as he showed them to her, “Wanna taste?” 
Before she could reply, he pushed his fingers passed her lips, now slightly swollen from her biting down on them. She groaned, taking them into her mouth and swirling her tongue around his digits. 
“Dirty girl.” he said, taking his fingers out and guiding them back inside of her pussy. Just as he did before, her brought her to the edge again. And again.  
By the fourth time she was denied orgasm, her skin was glistening with sweat, her hips bucking up erratically each time he threated to remove his fingers. Her lips were read and bitten, her breath coming out in short bursts. 
“Sirius, please, please just let me come.”  
He ignored her, lazily drawing circles over her sensitive clit with his thumb. 
“Fuck. Sirius, please. God, I need it.” 
“But you sound so pretty when you beg, baby. Would be such a shame if I stopped now...” he let his voice trail off, taking in her frustrated expression for a moment before continuing, “But, seen as you asked so nicely...” 
He stood up and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt, sliding it over his toned arms and removing it. Not quite being done with the teasing, he decided to take his time getting undressed, leaving his girlfriend laying tied up and needy on the bed as she watched. He neatly folded his shirt and placed it on the chair in the corner of the room. Smirking, he stood at the foot of the bed, deft fingers removing his belt and dropping it to the floor with a clatter, he shoved his trousers and boxers down and took his cock into his hand, pumping it a few times.  
“God, you look fucking gorgeous.” he all but pounced on top of her, nuzzling his face into her neck.  
It was as it something had switched in his brain, the teasing and tormenting now long forgotten as some primal urge took over. He needed to be inside her. His lips collided with hers, the kiss hungry and urgent. He undid her restraints with one hand, not even breaking contact with her lips.  
He lined himself up with her entrance, urging her to wrap her legs around his waist as he pushed his way inside. Their moans mixed together as he entered. Having use of her hands back, Y/N couldn’t wait to touch him. Her hands moving rapidly up to tangle in his hair. Sirius rested his forehead against hers as he thrust his hips, the chain that hung from his neck dangling in her face, the cool metal cold against her flushed skin. 
“You getting close, love?” Sirius asked, feeling his girlfriend tense up around him. 
“Y-yeah. So close.” she let out a ragged breath, burying her face in the crook of his neck. 
“Come for me, baby.”  
Sirius increased his pace, driving her once more to the edge of orgasm, however, this time, he didn’t stop as she reached her peak, maintaining the steady rhythm of his thrusts as her orgasm came crashing down. She dragged her nails down his back causing him to let out a gruff moan as she convulsed around him.  
“That’s my girl.”  
“S-sensitive, Sirius. Fuck.” Y/N wriggled around on the bed, her body burning with the aftermath of her orgasm.  
“Keep going, baby. You wanted this, yeah? Spent all that time begging me to let you come.” he taunted, “Want you to come again f’me. Want you to come at the same time as me. You can do that, can’t you?” 
Y/N nodded quickly, grabbing the back of Sirius’s neck and pulling him down to kiss her. He smiled into the kiss, his hips snapping against hers as he chased his own high. His moans grew louder as she clenched around him, her hips rocking in time with his.  
“Fuck, you feel so good. Always feel so good f’me.” he growled, “Gonna come inside you, baby. Gonna fill you up.” 
Y/N’s chest heaved as she rapidly approached her peak once again. She could feel Sirius growing closer and close with each movement. The roll of his hips started to stutter and he sunk his teeth into the flesh between her shoulder and neck and he climaxed. Y/N followed suit, once again wrapping her legs around him, drawing him as close as she possibly could.  
They both collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed. Sirius reached over to brush her hair out of her face, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazed lovingly at her.  
“Good game?” he reached down to catch her lips sweetly with his. 
“Good game.”  
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your wish is my command 🫡
what do you think of established relationship sirius black x fem!reader edging + desperate banging (maybe overstimulation done by who u choose to be the one that snaps first as a sort of “punishment” even tho they’re both in this together 💀)
sirius and reader share the same braincells and are in a very lovey-dovey relationship but one day they feel bored and want to try adding a little ✨spice✨ into their relationship, so they come up with this plan to shake things up a bit: they get dressed up to look their best and go to a club/pub/etc where they flirt with other people while looking at each other till one of them snaps and drags the other to a bathroom or another secluded place and desperately go at it with each other
you can add or remove anything you like <3 i hope this gives you some inspiration to write what you want :)
Hey! Thank you so much for sending in this request. I bloody loved writing this. Sorry for taking a little while to get around to it!!
I hope you dont mind but i've posted it as a seperate post as i really hate how tumblr formats longer ask responses now!
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Game On - Sirius Black x Reader Smut
Request: what do you think of established relationship sirius black x fem!reader edging + desperate banging (maybe overstimulation done by who u choose to be the one that snaps first as a sort of “punishment” even tho they’re both in this together 💀)
sirius and reader share the same braincells and are in a very lovey-dovey relationship but one day they feel bored and want to try adding a little ✨spice✨ into their relationship, so they come up with this plan to shake things up a bit: they get dressed up to look their best and go to a club/pub/etc where they flirt with other people while looking at each other till one of them snaps and drags the other to a bathroom or another secluded place and desperately go at it with each other
AN - one thing i love about you guys is that when i ask for smut requests, i know that you'll deliver!! Also, if you guys would like, i can write a part 2/ alternat ending where sirius loses the competition and ends up in the same situation as reader…?
Warnings: this starts off fine but by the end gets pretty filthy. Nothing too weird but -contains: light bondage, edging, slight overstimulation. 3.3k words
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Sirius asked as her zipped up his girlfriend’s dress. They were stood in front of the full-length mirror in their bedroom, and he gazed at her reflection as he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. 
“I’m sure. It was my idea after all.” 
“I know. I’m just making sure.”  
They had been inseparable since their school days, the two of them practically joined at the hip. Yet, within the comfort of their connection, a desire for something new lingered. It was something that they had mulled over countless times, the idea of injecting some excitement into their relationship. When Y/N mentioned the idea, Sirius readily agreed.  
The agenda for the evening was a competition of sorts. They were going to head to one of the local bars, each of them going their separate ways upon arrival. It was a test of wills to see who would crack with jealously as they both flirted and danced with strangers.  
“You’re going down, Black.” Y/N smiled cheekily, pecking him on the lips as she grabbed her bag and headed to the door. 
“Game on.” he grinned.  
The bar that they had chosen was heaving. From the moment they entered, they were enveloped in a kaleidoscope of colours. Neon lights danced across the walls, casting vibrant hues of pink, purple and blue onto the mass of people dancing. The room itself wasn’t very big, a bar lined one wall, and a large dancefloor took centre stage, tall tables filled the space in between. It was large enough so that Y/N and Sirius could distance themselves, but small enough that they could constantly keep an eye on each other.  
They both headed towards the bar, eager to get a drink. Sirius went to one end, Y/N to the other. Y/N slipped onto one of the tall bar stools, resting her chin in her hand as she waited for the bartender to come and take her order. 
“What can I get for you, gorgeous?” the bartender asked, leaning forward slightly. Caught off guard, Y/N felt a faint flush creep onto her cheeks. 
“Surprise me.” she replied playfully. 
His grin widened at her response as he accepted the challenge. With practiced ease, he made her a cocktail, his hands moving gracefully as he poured and mixed with precision. As he slid the drink across the bar towards her, their fingers brushed briefly, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins.  
Sirius was at the other end of the bar lounged against the polished surface; whisky glass perched in his ring clad fingers. His gaze swept across the crowded room planning his next move. As he sipped his drink, his attention was momentarily diverted to his girlfriend at the other side of the bar, engaged in animated conversation with the bartender. ‘Damn, she’s quick,’ he thought as a flicker of emotion crossed his features before he masked it with a playful grin, catching her eye and raising his glass in a silent toast. He quickly downed the rest of his drink before ordering another.  
It didn’t take long for him to find someone to flirt with, as he scanned the room he locked eyes with a girl sat alone at one of the tall tables towards the dance floor. Grabbing his drink, he made his way over. Sirius flashed a charming smile as he approached the girl, his eyes sparkling with mischief. 
“Mind if I join you?” he had already pulled out the chair before giving her time to answer. 
“Depends,” the girl looked up, her eyes sparkling with amusement, “Are you planning on buying me a drink?”  
“Of course.” Sirius replied with a mock-indignant tone, “What’s your poison?”  
By the time Sirius headed back to the bar to buy their drinks, Y/N had already left. He glanced around for her, expecting her to be still chatting to the bartender, but she wasn’t there. Sirius frowned a little, scouring the bar for sight of his girlfriend as he waiting for their drinks to be made. He found her as he headed back to the table, she was sat directly opposite from him on the other side of the room. Her head was thrown back as she laughed at whatever it was that whoever she was talking to said. 
As Sirius approached the bar to order their drinks, he realised that Y/N was no longer there. Confusion flickered across his features as he had half-expected her to still be engaged in conversation with the bartender.  
Frowning slightly, Sirius cast a searching gaze around the bar, his eyes darting from one corner to the next in a bid to locate his girlfriend. It wasn’t until he got back to the table that he spotted her, seated across the room from him, her laugher ringing out amidst the lively atmosphere. A pang of jealously stirred within him as he watched Y/N interact with the man she was sat with. He took a sip of his drink, determined not to let her win their little competition. 
As Sirius sat back down, the girl’s eyes lit up with amusement, her lips curling into a playful smile as she took in his arrival. 
“Well, well, look who’s back,” she teased, “I was starting to think you’d abandoned me for good.” 
Sirius chuckled, sliding into the chair opposite her with a grin, “Sorry about that. Had to navigate through the crowd of admirers just to get our drinks.” 
“Well, I’m flattered you braved the crowds for me.” 
Sirius let out an amused laugh, but he couldn’t keep his attention off of Y/N. Although the conversation between Sirius and the girl flowed effortlessly, each sentence punctuated with flirtatious banter, he spent every spare second eyeing up his girlfriend. 
As soon as Y/N saw that Sirius had gone to sit with another girl, she knew that she had to take it up a level. There was absolutely no way that she was giving him the satisfaction of winning. After her short conversation with the bartender, another man had approached her and offered to buy her a drink which she politely accepted. He led her over to the table that he was sat on, and much to Y/N’s amusement, it was directly opposite from Sirius.  
“You have a gorgeous smile, by the way.” the man said, reaching a hand out to touch her arm. 
“Flattery will get you everywhere, won’t it?” Y/N smirked. 
“I certainly hope so.” 
As Y/N and Sirius found themselves engrossed in conversations across the crowded club, a subtle game of jealousy unfolded between them, each vying to capture the other’s attention. Y/N had really upped the flirtatiousness, laughing slightly louder than usual, leaving lingering touches on the man’s arm. She couldn’t help but look over at Sirius, her heart racing with anticipation at the thought of his reaction.  
It was only when Y/N saw Sirius lean in a little too closely to the girl that she knew she needed to up her game.  
“Wanna dance?” she asked.  
He had introduced himself, but the name slipped from her mind almost as soon as he said it. Adam? Alex? Aaron. It didn’t matter much to her, to be honest. She wasn’t particularly invested in him, merely seeing him as a means to an end in her quest to provoke Sirius. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt for his unwitting role in her scheme. Nevertheless, Adam/Alex/Aaron seemed eager enough to accept her invitation to dance.  
As they moved to the music, Y/N couldn’t help but notice the way that Sirius’s gaze lingered on them from across the room. With each movement, she could feel his eyes burning into her, a silent testament to the effect that she was having on him.  
Feeling a surge of exhilaration, Y/N leaned in closer to her dance partner, her movements growing more playful with each passing moment. She glanced over his shoulder and locked eyes with Sirius, a mischievous smile tugging at the corner of her lips.  
Sirius, quite frankly, had had enough. Still locking eyes with his girlfriend, he picked up his glass and drained the contents before turning to the girl (who he had now found out was called Jess) and asked her to dance. 
“Fancy a dance then?”  
“You don’t strike me as much of a dancer.” she narrowed her eyes at him skeptically. 
“Guess you’ll have to find out then, won’t you?” he replied, extending his hand towards her.  
Y/N and Sirius were now only a few meters apart, both dancing with their respective partners. With each playful twirl and flirtatious touch, Y/N felt a pang of jealously gnaw at her insides. Her jaw clenched slightly as she fought to keep her composure. As the music pounded, Y/N’s movements became more deliberate, each step calculated to catch Sirius’s attention. Just as she was sure that Sirius was near to reaching breaking point, she saw red. A fleeting look over at Sirius had revealed the girl’s hands tangled in his hair as she reached up on her tiptoes to whisper something in his ear. Sirius had laughed, his hand resting on her waist. With her heart pounding in her chest, she approached Sirius, tugging sharply on his arm. 
“You win.”  
“Well, I hate to say I told you so.” Sirius teased, his tone laced with playful arrogance, “But I did warn you that you wouldn’t stand a chance against me.” 
Y/N rolled her eyes at him as she grabbed a hold of his hand and led him out of the bar. 
“You’re awfully eager to get home for someone that has quite a hefty forfeit waiting for them.” he mused, “you did remember that part of the game, right?” 
“As if I could forget.” Y/N fumbled with her keys, trying to unlock their front door, “It’s all I’ve been thinking about all night.” 
“Yeah? Did you get jealous, baby?” Sirius kicked the front door shut behind him, swiftly pressing Y/N against the wall, “You were trying so hard to get me to bite, weren’t you?” 
Sirius had suddenly switched, his eyes darkening as he pressed himself against her. Y/N’s head was tipped back against the wall as he pressed sloppy, desperate kisses up the collum of her neck. 
“You better head upstairs, you’ve got a long night ahead of you, gorgeous.” 
Within minutes of being in their bedroom, Sirius had her naked, and spread out on the bed, her hand expertly tied to the headboard. He on the other hand, was fully clothed, save for his white dress shirt that was unbuttoned halfway down his chest revealing the tattoos that adorned his skin. He stood at the edge of their bed, staring down at her cockily. 
“Poor girl.” he tutted, “You wanted to win so bad, didn’t you? Didn’t want to be the one tied up and teased when we got home, did you? Was a silly idea from you, really, because you were never going to win.” 
“I was close.” Y/N argued, “You nearly snapped first. ‘Saw it in your eyes when I was dancing.” 
“Mhm. I didn’t like that he had his hands all over you. That’s my job.” Sirius said, “I almost feel bad for him –s pending his night talking to you when all you could think about all night was how good I was going to fuck you when we got home.” 
Y/N whined, tugging against her restraints. Sirius just chuckled, kneeling down on the edge of the bed, nudging her legs open.  
“That’s right, isn’t it? I bet every time he touched you, all you could think about was me. How I’d be making you beg for me as soon as we got home.” 
“Sirius, please.”  
“This wet already?” he slid a finger through her folds, “Were you soaked all night just thinking about me?” 
Y/N groaned and nodded. She knew Sirius would get like this if he won and she would be lying if she said that she wasn’t enjoying every single second of it.  
“Y-yes, Sirius, been thinking about you all night.” 
He smirked as he pushed one of his fingers inside of her, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. He pumped it inside a few times before slowly adding another one. 
“So eager for me.” he murmured, “It’s going to be a little while before I let you come though.” 
“I know...” Y/N whispered, “Just, don’t stop. Please.” 
Sirius didn’t need to be told twice. He had no intentions of stopping any time soon. Dipping his head down to meet the sensitive flesh, he licked a slow deliberate stripe over her clit. Y/N struggled, yanking against her restraints, desperate to weave her hands through his hair. When Sirius pulled away, her hips bucked up instinctively, eager to have his touch. 
“How many times do you think I need to edge you before you go completely dumb for me?” Sirius asked, sickly sweet smile on his face, “Usually five does the trick doesn’t it? But tonight, you seem so desperate already. I don’t think it’ll take that many at all.” 
“Please. Not five.” she whimpered, looking down at him pleadingly. 
“No?” 
Sirius sat up, raking a hand through his dark hair as he reached down into the box that they kept tucked under their bed. Y/N’s eyes widened, knowing exactly what he was searching for. She heard it before she saw it, the soft buzzing sound that filled the room. Sirius pressed the vibrator gently against her clit, resuming his previous position and sliding two fingers back inside of her. 
“Good girl.” he cooed, “Feel good, baby?”  
Y/N nodded, her head tipped back against the pillows, mouth slightly open. Sirius turned the vibrator up notch, causing a soft moan to fall from her lips. The girl’s hips rocked forward onto Sirius’s fingers, earning a smirk from him.  
“Tell me when you get close.” 
A few moments passed, the motion of her hips becoming quicker, trying to meet the rhythm of Sirius’s thrusts.  
“C-close.” she gasped, her eyes screwing shut, “Can I come?” 
“Nope.” 
Sirius turned the vibrator off and removed his fingers. Y/N whimpered at the loss of stimulation, frowning down at her boyfriend. 
“Don’t look so disappointed. You knew this was going to happen when we decide to do our little competition,” Sirius nipped at the skin of her inner thigh, making her flinch, “You picked the punishments, baby. You really thought you were going to win, didn’t you? Wanted to have me all tied up and desperate?” 
“I’ll win next time. Just hated how she was touching you.”  
“Next time?” Sirius cocked his head at her, “You’re very confident for someone who’s all tied up right now.”  
“Shut u-” 
Y/N didn’t get chance to finish her sentence as Sirius switched the vibrator on and pressed it firmly back against her clit.  
“Remember your manners.” 
Sirius continued his routine of playing around with the settings out the vibrator while simultaneously fucking his girlfriend with his fingers. He knew exactly what got her going so it was no surprise that a few minutes later she was thrashing around on the bed begging him to keep going. 
“No.” 
“Please, Sirius.” 
“I said no.”  
He pressed his fingers upwards, hitting her just right, getting her just teetering on the edge of orgasm before quickly switching the vibrator off and leaving her empty once more.  
“Getting so wet for me, darling.” He held his fingers up so that she could see. Her wetness had coated his fingers and Sirius smiled proudly as he showed them to her, “Wanna taste?” 
Before she could reply, he pushed his fingers passed her lips, now slightly swollen from her biting down on them. She groaned, taking them into her mouth and swirling her tongue around his digits. 
“Dirty girl.” he said, taking his fingers out and guiding them back inside of her pussy. Just as he did before, her brought her to the edge again. And again.  
By the fourth time she was denied orgasm, her skin was glistening with sweat, her hips bucking up erratically each time he threated to remove his fingers. Her lips were read and bitten, her breath coming out in short bursts. 
“Sirius, please, please just let me come.”  
He ignored her, lazily drawing circles over her sensitive clit with his thumb. 
“Fuck. Sirius, please. God, I need it.” 
“But you sound so pretty when you beg, baby. Would be such a shame if I stopped now...” he let his voice trail off, taking in her frustrated expression for a moment before continuing, “But, seen as you asked so nicely...” 
He stood up and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt, sliding it over his toned arms and removing it. Not quite being done with the teasing, he decided to take his time getting undressed, leaving his girlfriend laying tied up and needy on the bed as she watched. He neatly folded his shirt and placed it on the chair in the corner of the room. Smirking, he stood at the foot of the bed, deft fingers removing his belt and dropping it to the floor with a clatter, he shoved his trousers and boxers down and took his cock into his hand, pumping it a few times.  
“God, you look fucking gorgeous.” he all but pounced on top of her, nuzzling his face into her neck.  
It was as it something had switched in his brain, the teasing and tormenting now long forgotten as some primal urge took over. He needed to be inside her. His lips collided with hers, the kiss hungry and urgent. He undid her restraints with one hand, not even breaking contact with her lips.  
He lined himself up with her entrance, urging her to wrap her legs around his waist as he pushed his way inside. Their moans mixed together as he entered. Having use of her hands back, Y/N couldn’t wait to touch him. Her hands moving rapidly up to tangle in his hair. Sirius rested his forehead against hers as he thrust his hips, the chain that hung from his neck dangling in her face, the cool metal cold against her flushed skin. 
“You getting close, love?” Sirius asked, feeling his girlfriend tense up around him. 
“Y-yeah. So close.” she let out a ragged breath, burying her face in the crook of his neck. 
“Come for me, baby.”  
Sirius increased his pace, driving her once more to the edge of orgasm, however, this time, he didn’t stop as she reached her peak, maintaining the steady rhythm of his thrusts as her orgasm came crashing down. She dragged her nails down his back causing him to let out a gruff moan as she convulsed around him.  
“That’s my girl.”  
“S-sensitive, Sirius. Fuck.” Y/N wriggled around on the bed, her body burning with the aftermath of her orgasm.  
“Keep going, baby. You wanted this, yeah? Spent all that time begging me to let you come.” he taunted, “Want you to come again f’me. Want you to come at the same time as me. You can do that, can’t you?” 
Y/N nodded quickly, grabbing the back of Sirius’s neck and pulling him down to kiss her. He smiled into the kiss, his hips snapping against hers as he chased his own high. His moans grew louder as she clenched around him, her hips rocking in time with his.  
“Fuck, you feel so good. Always feel so good f’me.” he growled, “Gonna come inside you, baby. Gonna fill you up.” 
Y/N’s chest heaved as she rapidly approached her peak once again. She could feel Sirius growing closer and close with each movement. The roll of his hips started to stutter and he sunk his teeth into the flesh between her shoulder and neck and he climaxed. Y/N followed suit, once again wrapping her legs around him, drawing him as close as she possibly could.  
They both collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed. Sirius reached over to brush her hair out of her face, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazed lovingly at her.  
“Good game?” he reached down to catch her lips sweetly with his. 
“Good game.”  
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to the anon that requested the sirius smut......... its so filthy im so sorry (im not sorry)
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My salvation
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Pairing: !older!Remus Lupin x fem!reader (married)
Warnings: LOTS OF angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, mention of pain, blood, injuries, scars, broken bones. (I hope that's all?)
A/N: this oneshot was inspired by the song "Salvation" by Skillet, and you can see I even took the title from there. And also I got much inspiration from "DArkside" by Bring Me the Horizon. I feel like this song totally suits the miserable werewolf existence vibe, which contrasts well with the hopeful feelings described in "Salvation", and all that together expresses THAT relationship of a totally frazzled and beaten man whose life is quite f*cked up and a frail but very courageous young lady who are both capable of anything to help each other. I recommend you listening to those songs if you have never done so. And listen again if you already know them (only if you want of course). I think it's just that atmosphere... Enjoy your reading and don't forget to comment and reblog if you like it🤗
"I'm telling you one last time - NO!", - Remus stated firmly, struggling not to yell, looking down at you anxiously. He was frowning and gritting his teeth tightly, exhaling frequently and deeply through his nose. He hated being even slightly angry with you, but now he could do nothing about this rage despite all his attempts. The full moon was already showing up in the evening sky, and he glanced at it nervously from time to time.
You were almost sure that his answer would be this way. It was the same last month. But you decided to try once more, thinking that it wouldn't make the situation worse. So you started in a pleading voice:
-"Dear, you should understand. I'm worried. I must come with you. You get more and more injured each full moon. Your condition appears to be worsening now without using the wolfsbane potion for so long. The body is getting weaker whilst the wolf is taking more and more control. In last four months the amount of your non-healing scars doubled comparing to last years. I'm totally frightened. And I'm convinced that the other explanation of it is that you choose unsafe transformation places, where you easily get hurt not only by your own claws. I'll walk you somewhere where it's safe. I must go with you! "
- "You've told it a million times, darling. You won't! I never want you anywhere near the transformation place at the time of the full moon. Never ever, Y/N! I forbid you to risk your life for my sake! ", - Remus snapped harshly at you, suddenly frightened by his own loud voice. He saw tears shining in your eyes and his heart sank. He was silent for a moment which seemed to be eternity.
You hated when someone shouted, but you couldn't be offended seriously by his words and harsh tone. It was Remus, your Remus, and you knew how hard it was now for him to remain more or less calm.
As the realization of what he had done come to him, he gently wrapped his arms around your shoulders, gently rubbing circles on your back, and glanced at you in apologetic way.
-"Shhh, my love... Please don't cry... I'm sorry... I won't be rude anymore... Calm down. ", - he said soothingly, in a barely heard sort of whisper.
He was now holding you close to his chest, swaying slightly back and forth, stroking your hair lovingly. You sighed, wiping tears from your face, and asked him once again
-"So... So what's your answer?", you mumbled in a trembling voice.
Now Remus started speaking in a more soft manner, though anxiety and hopelessness could be easily guessed in his tone.
-"Y/N, it's the same. Better not to discuss it anymore. And you certainly know that the lack of wolfsbane has nothing to do with the exacerbation of my lycanthropy. Remember, the wolfsbane isn't a cure, it only eases the symptoms. Those deteriorations are all only due to my age which is really far from young. When we were getting married you should've understood that your chances to outlive me are ten times higher than a hundred percent. One of the transformations will finish my old sore body sooner or later. I appreciate your help and care but you should come to terms with this matter of fact."
It was too much for you. You pulled away, freeing yourself from his embrace, glaring at him with a mix of resentment and fury. Every time he insulted himself you felt like it was personal to you. You had already got somewhat used to his self-loathing, especially when the full moon was approaching, but that was way too much. You flinched with sorrow burning you from the insides. You were at a loss for words and only kept staring at his eyes, your face pale and scowled.
-"You...YOU.... Don't you dare say like that! I've always wondered how you manage to combine both self-hatred and self-pity in the same phrase... And 36 isn't an old age!!! I'm very very displeased with your attitude to yourself, Lupin!", - you said in a high-pitched voice, which supposed to sound furious but instead was very insecure, almost trembling.
-"Don't you forget that you're Lupin yourself for already two years. And maybe it was a mistake. I suppose I shouldn't have let you in my hopeless and dangerous life.", - he only snapped, ignoring the main meaning of your phrase.
-"You regret? Wanna leave me?! ", you stuttered, choking on your words, tears flowing down your cheeks as two little streams.
-"I only want you to be safe. You're too young and too careless to understand. Anyway, I better be out at least for now. ", - after saying that, seeming to ignore your sobs, he walked out of the house, slamming the door loudly.
You were left standing in the hallway in utter confusion. Did he only leave for the full moon night or forever? You had no idea. You couldn't help but burst into effortless tears of despair and sorrow, collapsing right on the floor. Even if he had an intention to come back, it might not happen. The chances of such ending were extremely high. He had spent last two days in bed, feeling sick, refusing to eat anything and unable to fall asleep properly because of constantly suffering from high fever and nightmares. You knew he was feeling terribly dizzy and exhausted while standing here and arguing with you. You wondered if he had even enough energy to walk towards the forest. And, given the cold autumn rain and wind outside, you were almost sure he would end up with some nasty cold or flu in addition to his numerous injuries.
You lost track of time, lying on the floor and staring pointlessly at the ceiling...
A shrill heartrending howl, which emerged all out of a sudden, so unmistakably painful and miserable, snatched you out of your thoughts. You leapt up on your feet and opened the door, peering into the darkness, searching for a sign of Remus. The sky was pitch dark, the moon was hidden behind the ominously-looking jet-black clouds, the heavy rain now turned into a terrible downpour. There was not a soul near the house, nothing could be heard except for the rain. Only the tops of pines and spruces of the forest were teetering in the harsh wind out of hail. You hesitated for some minutes, then decided to quickly prepare everything necessary and go to look for him.
You dashed back into the house and started closing the windows, lighting the fireplace, preparing bandages, warm clothes and blankets. You shoved this all into your big shabby leather bag and put on an equally shabby raincoat. Everything you owned was rather worn out because you never had any spare money. Remus had been unemployed for already a year and you worked as a healer at a small clinic for a horribly low salary.
You walked out again, stepping into the wet and filthy darkness, lighting the way with your wand. Everything was silent again. One, only one thought was spinning in your mind: "If only he was alive... "
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Remus sprinted across the forest further and further, not seeing where he was going, bumping into trees, falling and rising again. He couldn't feel anything as all he was now was the pain: jabbing pain in the bones, dull pain in the head, mental pain in the corners of the soul, and he wasn't able to decide what was worse. He thought that if his heart stopped beating now, he wouldn't even notice. He didn't mean to offend her, he really didn't...
When a jolt of shooting pain pierced his backbone, and it started to twist, he let out an inhuman scream of hopelessness and pain. The next scream was already a howl, because the head started changing, the nose was elongating, the lifeless bloodshot eyes flashed with vicious yellow light. He had no more thoughts, he only heard a voice in his mind subconsciously, it screamed: "Make it end!!!". But it certainly wasn't going to end untill the moon goes away.
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Slowly vanishing, the grim overcast of the restless night gave way to wan leaden clouds, which lazily floated in the sky as if they were sleepy.
And you weren't sleepy at all. Your feet were hurting and bleeding because of walking for several hours in uncomfortable boots, and your coat was ripped against countless branches of the trees. Your soul was devastated, the growing concern eating you from the insides.
And finally... You heard heavy breathes coming from behind a bush. You sprinted towards the bush, your wet boots squishing as you stepped into the puddles... You saw a body... It's him... If only he was alive. You closed your eyes, not wanting to think about what if he wasn't...
You whispered in a trembling voice, coming closer.
- "Remus... Remmy... I'm here..."
Only a groan could be heard in response. Remus tried to get up, but collapsed back on the ground.
- "No, no, don't move! I'm here, love..." , - you said, trying to sound reassuringly, attempting desperately to mask all your anxiety, failing miserably. Tears started to well up in your eyes as you saw that an enormous scratch on his shoulder was bleeding terribly, and a lot of smaller wounds could be noticed everywhere else. His leg was twisted at an unnatural angle, it was presumably broken. You took out the bandages out of your shabby bag and tried to stop the worst of the bleeding and fix his leg. When you finished covering his injuries with bandages, you wrapped a warm fluffy blanket around him.
- "Are you able to get up at all?", - you wondered, reaching out a hand, offering him help and support. He nodded faintly and stood up slowly, groaning silently with pain and leaning against you for support, because of course his fractured leg didn't let him walk on his own. However, he struggled not to push onto you with all his weight, because after all you were so much shorter and smaller than him.
- "Alright, love. We're going home.", - you chanted monotonously several times, trying to soothe more yourself than him. You were breathing heavily with exhaustion, because despite all his effort to not strain you too much, he still was too heavy for you to support during all the way home.
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Home sweet home... Finally....
The adorable crack of the flames in the fireplace filled the house. Remus was in bed, you were sitting by his side and rubbing his injuries with a healing potion. He smiled with a tired little smile. His eyes were already narrowing sleepily, but he struggled to remain looking at your pretty face for as long as possible.
However, you weren't so relaxed. He still hadn't apologized... Your heart was aching with pity and compassion towards Remus, but a hint of offence still lingered deep inside your mind. You started wondering whether it all was his fault or actually your fault. Your eyes again started to fill with tears, you felt a lump on your throat. Looking away, you started to sob silently, so that he couldn't hear. You were hoping that he had started drifting off to sleep. It was true, but his sensitive werewolf's ears weren't as easy to fool as his tired closing eyes. He startled awake, and all the sleepiness left him instantly when he heard you cry. He sat upright in bed and glanced at you, while you sat on a chair, turned with your back to him.
- "Sweetheart... What... What's wrong?", - he asked cautiously, instantly after that punching himself on the forehead furiously, becoming very angry at himself and his own stupidity, as he realized what had been wrong.
Remus reached out both of his hands to you, pulling your body into a gentle hug. His voice now was cracking, full of regret and guilt.
- "Forgive me! I didn't mean to... I was terribly wrong! Forgive me, Y/N!"
He got so nervous and desperate that he started shaking you, holding your shoulders.
Something in your soul exploded, as if a little balloon bursted. There was no more offense or anger. You mumbled, choking on your own tears:
- "I forgive you, my love... And you forgive me too if I did something wrong... I'm so sorry..."
You turned to him, so that your gaze could be directed in his eyes. You stared at him affectionately when he pulled you in to the hug again. You remained sitting and holding each other in a tight embrace, as your lips met in a passionate kiss full of longing and tenderness...
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LILY!!! you remind me of lily evans!!!
heheheh that’s the best compliment ever.
i feel like being called lily and also being ginger….its a given hahahaha
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pls pls pls
reblog for your followers to anonymously tell you what characters you remind them of
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