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STARS, j. potter
"petal?" james whispered as he climbed into bed to see your eyes closed. he laid next to you, moving the pieces of hair out your face. "baby, can you wake up for me?" he asked before shaking you slightly. your eyes fluttering open to see him, a smile spread across your face. "hi jamie." you whispered.
"hi, love can you follow me please." he said sitting back up and running to the nearest window. "jamie, m'tired." you muttered, "i know, but it's really pretty, petal." his eyes drifting from the window to you. he watched as you sat up, whipping your eyes. you looked at james fast, before throwing the blanket off your warm body. you stood up stretching and walking to james. eyes slightly open and a yawn escaping your mouth. "look love, aren't they pretty tonight." he said making you look at the sky.
the stars shined bright above the other houses and trees. you could almost make out the constellations. "wow, they really are, jamie. they are beautiful." james stopped looking at the stars and started eyeing you up and down. "you are beautiful." he muttered quickly, making your head snap towards him. "jamie, i'm in pajamas." you said sarcastically, knowing he didn't care for those clothes. you could be covered in mud and he still wouldn't care. "so, does pajamas ruin your beauty? no. no it doesn't." he said before picking you up bridal style and throwing you on the bed. he planted a kiss against your lips before you moved to grab the blanket again. "ok, let's go to bed, petal." he watched as you got all comfy again.
"i love you, jamie" you said before turning to your side. "i love you too, petal good night." he said placing a kiss on your cheek before wrapping his arm around you.
notes: james potter owns my heart <3
OFFICE, r. lupin (18+)
he still didn't tell you how he felt. he tried his best to keep it professional. the way you looked in that white button up shirt and black pencil skirt. the way your breast pressed against the fabric, they looked like they were screaming to be let out. he only imagined how they'd look pressed against his table. he watched you every time you got up and had to readjust your skirt. he smirked when you weren't looking. he'd watch you walk out swaying your hips, he couldn't help but look at your ass. he gave you more paper work to stay late with him. he loved seeing you.
"sir?" it snapped him out of his thoughts. "uhh yes, y/n?" he questioned. he looked you up and down before meeting your eyes again. "i was wondering if you had anymore paperwork, you need me to do?" you questioned, "yes- yes hold on." he quickly turned in his chair and grabbed the small stack behind him. "these need to be filed by tomorrow." he said handing you the stack. "of course sir." you said before walking out.
he watched your ass as you walked out. he felt his pants tightened with arousal. his hand flew to unbuckle his pants. he quickly slid his hand underneath the band of his boxers. looping his hand around his hardened cock. he was to busy motioning his hand back and forth to see you rushing back into his office. you opened the door stopping in your tracks seeing him. he quickly looked up, embarrassment trapping him, making his hand fly out of his pants, he quickly stood adjusting himself to zip his pants back up.. "y/n, i am so sorry you had to see that!" he quickly said. you quickly closed the door, before turning around. "sir, if i may?" you asked, eye looking him up and down.
"umm.. what is it?" he asked, he watched as you walked up to him. "may i- may i help you?" he couldn't help but feel hot, he just watched you before nodding and sitting back down. he watched as you dropped to your knees and your hands quickly flew to his zipper. he watched as you unzipped and pulled down the band of boxers. allowing his cock to release and sprung up due to the entrapment of his boxers. you looked up at him meeting his eyes already on you. you licked your lips before allowing yourself to take him in. your hands clasped what couldn't fit inside your warm mouth. you could hear his small breath of air release out his mouth.
you began to bob your head, eyes shooting up to see him. his eyes still on you, he moved the hair out of your face. "god, you are such a good girl. taking me so well." he said smiling at you, he could only hear the moan of excitement due to his praising. he smirked listening to your muffled moans, he quickly wrapped his hand around your hair so he could see your face. you could feel him twitch, "good girl- good girl. just like that pretty girl. i'm close baby, keep going." he mutter before throwing his head back, mouth parted open. he muttered a fuck before he shot down your throat. he looked back down and before he could even register what you were doing. you were wiping your thumb across your lips to catch the rest of the cum and licked it off. you looked back at him, glossy eyed. "my turn pretty, come on."
ceo!sirius black allowing assistant reader to play with his hands/fingers because she's nervous during an important meeting.
thank you xxx
CEO!Sirius black X assistant!reader
Your requests are always so amazing that my writing could never live up to it but here you go, this is so cute, and i need him.
You and Sirius made your way into the meeting room, you held his coffee and everything else he required for the event, sitting everything down as he was telling you things you needed to get done as the meeting came to an end.
But you on the other hand. You were pretty nervous, you were recently hired, having met Sirius in a fancy restaurant, your relationship kicked off as he asked you to work for him, you didn’t expect him to be the CEO but being there made you realize how serious it was and that you needed to get a grip.
“You alright, love?” Sirius snapped you out of your thoughts and aware of your nervous stare, his gray eyes worriedly staring into yours in a caring demeanor. “Hm?”
“You’re going to be okay, alright, love? You’re doing great.” Sirius smiled, comfortingly. You flushed so hard, nodding, before the room flooded with your co-workers, people who looked up to Sirius and cared what he had to say, taking a seat after he did.
His hand went to your thigh under the table, tapping your knee as the skirt you wore fell right on it. you held his hand in yours, fidgeting with his rings, as he was focused on what your coworker in front of him had on display for him, Sirius interested and nodding.
You didn’t realize how much you were falling for him and this just confirmed it.
Soon, or more like three hours, the meeting has finished as you helped Sirius back into his office, as you were ready to leave he called for your name as you turned around. “You’ve done so well, today.” He held your face with his warm hands, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips, careful not to mess up your lipstick.
“Thank you.” You breathlessly whispered, Sirius only had a proud look into his eyes, as you excused yourself and you’re both not caught being affectionate at work.
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SOMETHING, j. potter
you knew james was a one of a kind man. the kind of man to set flowers in a vase in the middle of the table. the kind of man to kiss your nose before he left for work. the kind of man that would do anything for you.
you notice everything james has done. but he's been distant, short with everything you two talked about. every time you had asked him why he was being so distant, he'd make up an excuse.
"james, can you just tell me why you're being like this?" you shouted at him, as he sat on the sofa. "what are you talking about?" he said throwing his head back to look at you.
"you know what i'm talking about james. you've been distant." you said moving in front of him. his gaze following your every movement. "sweets, I'm not doing anything wrong! i wanted to watch my show!" he argued
"jamie seriously! god i'm so done with you! you're always lying to me! you're always gone and you won't talk to me anymore!" he could see the tears start forming in your eyes. "birdie." he said sitting up. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to be distant with you."
"god, i don't think i can do this anymore, jamie." you muttered, making him jump up. hands grabbing your upper arms. "birdie, please listen to me. i- it's hard to explain, but i will. sit please." he said shifting you towards the sofa. "look, baby- i- god, hold on let me grab something really quick." he said running off in to your shared room, scavenging through things before walking back out. "i wanted it to be more romantic, but i was so scared you'd say no." he said pulling out the tiny tiffany box. "jamie-"
he repositioned himself on one of his knees and slowly opened the small box letting the sight of a ring become visible. "baby- will you do me the honors of becoming my wife. i'm sorry i was so distant. i was just so scared you'd say no but i was also trying to make this more romantic-" "jamie, are you- yes. jamie yes." his mouth closed and formed a smile. "yes?" he ask, before you snatched the box out of his hand, you slid the ring on your finger before cupping james' face and smashing your lips onto his. mouths opening allowing each other's tongues to explore each other's. the kiss became heated fast, james' hands fleeting to your thighs pulling you into him.
you slowly pull apart, saliva spilling from both tongues. "jamie-" "i'll make this amazing for both of us." he said sliding his hands under your bum before pulling you up. "james, you are something else!" you said as he slowly kissed your neck as he entered the bedroom.
THIS IS A MASTERPIECE!!
absolutely love it! thank you x
I keep having this thought of where if james and reader were to break up he'd still send her gifts, like on her birthday or their anniversary date.
was wondering if you could write something of the sorts, where the reader confronts ig
thanks xxx
omg yes with the money that man has— yeah his love language would totally be gift giving. like if he sees something and thinks of you he will totally buy it. ahh i love this idea so much !!!
0.8k words | made this fluffy and james is indeed a reader-worshipping whore + use of the petname, dove :)
you stare that the package in front of you, before bringing your attention back to james. he stares back with a barely contained smugness.
"why?" you ask, eyes narrowed.
he hums, "why not? you deserved it."
you want to laugh, beyond accustomed to these gifts from james. the pair of you had been separated for almost six months now, but he was finding himself back into your life in any way he could. be it your birthday, valentines', or presently, your anniversary— or what used to be your anniversary.
he had rung your doorbell just ten minutes prior, a beautifully wrapped present in one hand and a fresh bouquet of assorted flowers. he looked like something out of a romance novel. his usual grin had grown larger at the sight of you, and you couldn't deny the ember it sparked in your chest.
"we're not together anymore, james." you stated, a hint of annoyance mixed in with your casual tone.
if your tone offends him, he doesn't show it. instead, you watch him place his gifts on the credenza beside you, to allow his hands to find yours and he looks at you with an earnest sense of care.
"you were mine once, and you know i'd do anything for you to be mine again." his voice is calm, steady, and low. you focus on the veins of his hands so that you don't have to look him in the eyes.
james continues on, "you know i love you," you feel one of his hands release yours, finding its way to your chin, forcing you to look up at him, "just let me show you."
you shut your eyes, huffing a small laugh, "you're ridiculous." when you look back at him, you don't miss the way his eyes shift from your eyes to your lips.
he pulls away from you, complacent evident on his features, "open your gift— i'll go put these in a vase."
with a quick kiss to your forehead, he walks away from you and into the kitchen. you grab the box, draped in soft lavender wrapping and dainty bows, and run your fingers across the details.
your turn it over and can't help but to fade into yourself when you find james' handwriting. it's large and ununiform but it is intrinsic to him.
'my dove,
for an occasion forever special
yours, james'
you unwrap the box and let the paper fall to the floor. you feel a sense of joy, far removed from the annoyance you previously felt. the feeling is welcomed, you can't help it, you liked this little game james was playing.
because despite the downfall of the relationship, nothing had truly changed. he continues to show you he cares, that you mean something beyond words to him— and that, has a profoundly intense effect on you.
you open the box and scan the array of objects. you find old pictures from the first year you became his, collections of years' old notes dating back to school years, and a cassette tape with the words, 'for you', written atop it.
but beneath it all, wrapped in silk, is a gold ring encrusted with ornate gems. you're in shock as you slip it on, admiring the way the jewels reflect the light. it was utterly perfect.
you feel his presence behind you, arms creeping around your waist. his scent englufs you, a woodsy mix of juniper and faint florals.
he smiles against you, "do you like it?"
you try to hide your awe from your voice, "where did you find this?"
"i had it made, dove." he confesses, voice soft.
you feel yourself melt at his words. he was making this breakup impossible. you turn to him, wordlessly, and wrap your arms around his neck. your movement pulls the two of you closer and you feel your face grow hot.
you can't stop the words from rolling off your tongue, "you're making this difficult."
he seems to think about your words intently before responding, "and is that a good or bad thing?"
humming, you say, "i haven't decided yet."
he pulls you closer, eyes full of mirth. he leans down until lips are brushing against yours, "question?"
you feel lightheaded, eyes now closed as you speak, "yes?"
he laughs lowly, "forget the breakup— and i'm yours."
"you're already mine." you counter, a smirk etching onto your features. because he was, entirely. you had denied him for months now, and here he stood, still intent on you.
james seems to enjoy your comment, because, in seconds his lips find your own. you had missed the taste of his lips, sweet like honey. the kiss is deep, yearning, and all consuming. his hands now rest on your hips and yours tangled in his curls.
he groans into you as you nip at his bottom lip and you grin, pulling away to smile up at him, "fine."
he looks at you, slightly confused, so you add, "i want you to be mine, again."
he hums, smirk on his face, "and all it took was a kiss?"
you laugh, "the presents may have helped."
IT DEFINITELY DID NOT NEED TO BE THIS GOOD!!
love it love it love it x
hiii love, was wondering if you could write something along the lines of street racer james potter or remus lupin placing a bet against the reader to see who will win the drag race. like placing a bet where either reader has to give them head or something and reader doesn't want them to drive in their terf (idk if that makes any sense but yeah)
thank you x
Street racer!Remus X reader
this is the first time I ever write for remus who cheered? I dig him so much. (This request is very creative as well I wanted to compliment it)
Warnings: ooc remus (very ooc don’t be surprised), mentions of sex, oral m recieving, drinking.
Making your way inside the insanely busy bar you always liked your daily drinks at.
Seeing the usual crowds seated around, laughing and chatting while spitting beer at each other between words, making you scowl slightly at such foul behavior.
You’re used to seeing all of this. really, but you’d never admit it disgusted you if you don’t want to be incredibly judged for it. You took a sight as you sat down on the bar stool, putting a leg atop the other as you placed your order to the exceptionally gorgeous man working ahead of you. “Coming right up.” He sweetly smirked at you before you winked at the gesture.
It was all going smoothly before a distinctive sound came about, a voice you detested most. The voice of Remus lupin, your racer rival, always competing to be better than you at anything that has to do with how much you loved racing.
It wasn’t long before his dark blonde hair was in sight and your regret seeped out, sitting up in alert. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” Remus leaned on his elbow near the private area you hoped he wouldn’t cross. you would ignore him but seeing the past attempts it would be useless, there’s no ignoring him.
“What, cat got your tongue?” He joked, he was extra chipper today as you turned in your seat and looked at him. “Hello, Lupin. I’m not in the mood for you today.” You gave him a fake tight lipped smile, grabbing your drink and chugging it down before he started tutting. “Rude, but I can handle it.” He smirked, licking his bottom lip with his teeth still glistening with a punchable smile on his scarred face.
You rolled your eyes and took another sip from your drink. “Those shorts are doing absolutely nothing for your ass.” Remus commented, staring at your body up and down before you placed a hand on his chest. “So nobody else wants to sleep with you today I presume?” You smirked, knowing how much his ego meant to him.
He chuckled, dryly, his eyes narrowing at your words. “It’s still four pm, sweetheart.” He leaned in and grabbed your drink, finishing whatever that’s left of it. “Hm.” You tilted your head slightly, thinking of ways you wished to run him over with your parked car outside.
“What, you wanna be the first today?”
“In your dreams, Lupin.”
He laughed, throwing his head back, his hair bouncing and his Adam’s apple popping out against his throat. Looking away before he notices your staring. “Okay so here’s a deal.” Remus cleared his throat after a moment of silence, his hands out as he was thinking.
“Let’s race together.” He randomly suggested, you expected anything else, something dirty even, his usual way. “What?”
“You heard me, let’s race together..” he continued, holding back something else as you tilted your head, waiting for the other thing he wasn’t saying.
Remus smiled as you caught on; “if I win, you owe me something… but rules are rules. If I lose, I’ll stop bothering you.”
You scoffed incredulously. “Liar.” You rolled your eyes at his idea but he looked too serious for this to be a joke or whatever else you may think it is. “Don’t you wanna know what you owe me?”
“Nothing, but sure. go ahead.” You narrowed your eyes. “A blowjob.” He smiled like he asked you to hand him something over and not something as crazy as such request, you audibly gasped at his answer. “Excuse me?” You shouted before he stopped you from saying anything else.
“What makes you so sure I’d win? If you do, me and my dick are going to be far far away from you, so what do you think?” He smirked, you were considering it and you wanted to beat yourself up for that, wanting to win so he stops bothering you, as much as his smug face is part of your days now.
“Fine, you have a deal.” You agreed, maybe just to get him away from you, or maybe because you wanted to see where this could go. “Brilliant, tonight.” Remus smirked, winking your way with a sickeningly beautiful smile on his face. Making you mentally groan, Remus was on his way as you banged your head on the table in front of you, feeling defeated already.
You were standing next to your car, glancing at the bloke with the awfully bright smile and blonde hair more bright from the lights that surrounded you. “You ready?!” His annoying smile still on his face making you scowl, going into your car as shouting and cheering was all
You heard besides your loudly beating heart.
You took a deep breath before you were instructed to start your engine, staring at Remus parked next to you, getting a look at his profile while he turned to look at you, a mischievous grin decorating his features, unaware of the countdown, the sound of Remus’ car taking off before you making you start your own and remus was way ahead of you.
“Fuck fuck fuck!” You stepped on the accelerator harder, making a turn on the curved street. Your hands were clutching the steering wheel, trying to find ways to surpass Remus’ speeding car.
The shouting became more distinct, all you could hear was you and Remus’ engines running and the sound of turning wheels. You blew an impatient sound, taking another turn, Remus still ahead of you.
“Cheater.” You mumbled, getting closer to the finishing line, Remus crossing it as he started honking in the dead of the night. You next, parking your car and impatiently going out of it.
“Okay! you cheated.” You yelled, facing his tall figure as he was smirking like there’s no tomorrow. “You can’t get out of the deal, it’s part of the deal.”
“It’s not about the deal, you cheated! That’s it.” You rolled your eyes, taking a sigh, leaning against your car. “I didn’t cheat, I’m simply better than you.” He nudged his nose with a finger, standing in front of you, backed up against your car.
“Now be a good girl and stick to our deal, yes?” He moved your hair behind your back, taking your face in his hands and moving his face closer to yours, he smiled softly when he noticed your shaky breaths. Your fingers made their way down his pants and to his belt, getting this over with.
“If you tell anyone about this, I’m killing you.” Was all you said before you were on your knees.
His hands going into your hair as you took him in your mouth, making him let out a soft sigh at the contact. “Shit.” He hissed, tugging at your hair while you sucked him, your heart raced at the speed you were going, he was moaning and groaning, grabbing your hair into his fists as he was mumbling things you couldn’t make out.
“Oh my god.” He pushed your head further into him, making you gag slightly, his juices trickling down your chin and your chest with your hands all sticky before you looked up at the boy, his head thrown back in pleasure. His moans louder each second. Fastening your pace, his legs shook beneath him. “Fuck, I’m close.. so close.” He whimpered, his fingers pulling at your hair. His words making your mouth work him faster, sucking at his length as best as you can with him trembling at your movements.
“Fuck!” He yelled, coming inside your mouth, making it spill down your chest and your legs. “Oh my—“ he breathed out, his chest heaving up and down as you smirked, standing up.
You wiped your mouth, staring at how you made him feel, you were proud, really proud. “You okay in there?” You asked while you still tasted him in your mouth. “Gosh.” He laughed, running his hands through his hair, turning to face you with flushed cheeks.
“You’re welcome.” You smiled up at him, cockily. Remus pulled up his boxers and his pants up, he was breathing normally now. “How are you so good at this?”
“There’s many things you don’t know about me, Lupin.” You stroked his face with a sticky finger. Remus blushed, biting his bottom lip. “I’ll be damned.” He chuckled nervously. “Right.. I need to go. Goodnight Remus.” You said before you gave him another smile, going into your car and driving away, leaving him behind confused and so curious.
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༊*·˚ JAMES POTTER
something - in which james has been distant for a reason
stars - in which james wakes you up to see the stars
love song - in which you and james dance
band-aids - in which you hurt yourself and james helps
༊*·˚ REMUS LUPIN
coffee - in which remus gives you coffee
office (18+) - in which you give ceo!remus head
jam on toast - in which remus is fed toast in the morning
cold feet - in which you have cold feet before your wedding
kisses - in which you give remus' kisses
༊*·˚ SIRIUS BLACK
lonely nights - in which you remember the fight the night before
eyes on you (18+) - in which sirius allows the boys to watch you two
starlight - in which you call sirius different pet names
eyeshadow - in which you do sirius makeup
on video (18+) - in which you offer sirius help
last updated: jun 8
LONELY NIGHTS, s. black
the empty side of the bed. his side of the bed. empty.
“how could you?” you yelled, throwing the letters in his face. “how could i? how could i?! you're never here? never-” he paused, brushing his fingers in-between the locks of his hair “it was a mistake.” he muttered, before locking in your eyes.
“a mistake sirius! a mistake is spilling your drink everywhere! a mistake is dropping something! starting a relationship with someone, let alone our friend. that isn't a mistake!” you spit back, back before storming into your room, slamming the door closed.
him with her. her of all people. her. what did she have that you didn't? you were there for him through everything. through hogwarts. through the war. you and him. he threw it all away for her.
sirius knocked on the door, throwing you out of your thoughts. "i'm sorry, please forgive me." you stood behind the door before walking to the bed and sitting down. "peach? i'm sorry. please forgive me. I'll do anything to make it right."
"please go away. i'm going to bed, when i wake i don't want you to be here." you slowly sulked into your bed. the bed you and him have slept in for the past years. the bed, you had made love, had spilled secrets, had cried in.
"i understand peach" you could hear his footsteps retract from the door. hearing the ruffling of things before hearing the front door open and close.
you groaned before fully getting up. wiping your face from the eye dust, before walking into your shared bathroom. thinking of what'll happen when you see him next.
notes: honestly i love angst... anyways hope you liked it <333
COFFEE, r. lupin
when you woke you could barely remember anything that happened the night before, let alone where you were. waking up in his bed. remus' bed. how did you even get there?
"morning." you heard from the door frame, remus holding two coffee mugs. you furrowed your brows "how?"
"take some advil and drink your coffee, then we'll talk." he said walking up to you and handing you a mug. "just how you like it."
you muttered a thanks before throwing two pills in your mouth and swallowing a gulp of coffee. the burning sensation running along your throat.
remus sat down next to you, sipping on his coffee before meeting your eye.
"what happened last night?" you said, trying to remember
"a lot." he said setting his coffee down and repositioning himself.
notes: another little drabble!! I'm just bored and want to test out more of my writing skills :)