James Potter Is THE Boyfriend And You Can’t Convince Me Otherwise 💗😽

almost immediately after regulus and james move in together, regulus starts hiding toys for cats all over the house. then it's cat food. then it's a cat tree. then it's a little bed. one day, he comes home with a kitten and doesn't say a word to james. then he brings home another, and another until they have three cats roaming around the house, using their names and everything. he notices james bringing home cat food one day and decides he's going to ask why james has never brought up the fact that three random cats just showed up in their house and james just looks at him and says, 'i thought they just always lived here??'

that's when regulus learns, james thought they bought a house that just came with cats.

baby, i need a part two of this omfg, but my poor baby Jamie 😭

Wolfstar+James

"Third wheeling"

James love and supported his best friends through everything. Their bad and their ugly, their honest and their sad. Because of course he did. When you love someone that's just what you do. It always came natural to James. Listening to their problems, knowing their ins and outs. He was always attentive. James appreciated his friends, and he didn't need much in return aside from their presence. It had always been the four of them against the world.

So you can imagine the absolute curveball it was when James found his best friends snogging in their dormitory, all Intertwined and messy. Intently, like it was a regular practice. James stood frozen a second, something new aform in his chest as he shut the door. Hours later he'd come back, to be greeted by a "James! Mate! Where've you been?" He only smiled in response. He heald his knowledge in for no more than a mere thirty seconds. He couldn't help it. James potter never was one to keep secrets any good.

And they talked. They explained their..relationship. their relationship James of course was happy for his best friends. Beaming. He congratulated them and his chest was no longer heavy. His best friends. Together! Merlin if he wasn't absolutely ecstatic.

For a while, that is. Because happiness dissipated once the dynamic duo was "out" to everyone. It was normal now for them to be snogging during inconvenient hours. James would only shut the door once again and head off the library to study. He was understanding. Of course he was. His best friends! In a relationship!

As time progressed James found himself falling asleep more and more often in the dim candle-light of the library. More time eating lunch on the terrace. No matter, anyhow. Sirius and Remus seemed not to remember James was gone. Nor peter. But Peter had his own dwellings. A lovely girlfriend he got along just fine with, a sufficient group of people to welcome him with open and purposeful arms. And James didn't like change. He wouldn't go waltzing off to the next group to accept him. He couldn't. But he couldn't stay with the ones who once wanted him either. So alone he sat.

James hardly saw much of the two of them at all. Even in potions where Sirius was once sharing giggles at the peculiar textbook names, his eyes stayed less on words more in his loves eyes. James sighed, burying his head back into his work. All he ever seemed to do nowadays was hide.

Now James sat up in the astronomy tower, gazing at the darkened sky. His longings stayed unspoken even in total isolation. If he didn't admit it, it wasnt happening. So he hung his head over the balcony with a defeated whine. James lifted his head and tensed as he heard the door behind him swing open. He didn't turn, but immediately he knew. The presence was overwhelming.

"..Barty." He barely choked out, greeting the other.

"Potter." Barty was snide, a grin as he approached.

"What's got you out here so late, then? No more room in that big..harem of a friend group you've got?"

James' laugh was dry. Oh if only Barty knew.

"Was I right? First try? That usually doesn't happen to me. Merlin, I need to tell Evan about this!"

"Yeah..yeah collect your winnings crouch. Count them while you still have them.."

It was Barty who laughed this time.."You're alright, Potter. A little more alright than the rest of them."

James let out a shaken breath at this.

"Suppose there has been worth slytherins I've come across."

And James really doesn't know how it happened. He doesn't remember when Barty lunges forward, grabbing his tie. He doesn't know when something feral happens inside himself, hastily unbuttoning Bartys dress shirt. When he's on the ground and Merlin, is Barty on top??

And so it becomes habit. The first time or two are entirely unexpected. James finds himself lingering longer than he should after that. Really its just an outlet. Something to put his stress into. James knows Barty feels the same. James is just a vice for Bartys relationship woes, and so they form their own messy, comfortable routine. No harm, really.

James, having had a particularly harrowing night began his walk back from the astronomy tower, a little tipsy from a party beforehand.

A party in which his best friends spent on each other the entire time. A party to celebrate griffyndors triumphant quidditch season. James let out a breath, turning the handle. He peaked in. Sirius and Remus were sat side-to-side on remus' bed, reading some magazine. Sirius smiled as James entered the room.

"Bit late, prongs. What heald you up?"

Sirius of course could tell, by the mess of his tie and hair, but he didn't want to assume.

Remus chuckled "Who's the lucky lady then, James?"

James only scoffed as he passed the two, reaching beside Sirius to steal back one of his pillows. And that was when Sirius caught something..strange. A tinge of cologne, on James' collar. That would mean..no, surely...

Sirius ssat there, eyes dull. He was contemplating a hundred and-a-half things before James went off to go take a shower. He kept his findings to himself, holding onto that protruding confusion.

For weeks.

Weeks until he sat in the boys locker room, lacing up his boots. Until Barty sat next to him. Until Barty snickered. Until Barty..pulled out a bottle of cologne. He sprits some on himself, rubbing it from his wrist to his neck. Why was that so familiar? Where had Sirius picked that up from before?

.

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Sirius rushed back into his shared dorm to a James just now gathering his quidditch gear. He yelled, screamed even,

"Barty?! You're fucking Barty?!"

Sirius breath was heavy from his practical run up these stairs, his eyes were reddish, his cheeks too. Angry, for certain.

Instead of wailing in defence James just continued gathering his supplies, not sparing Sirius once single glance as he uttered a small. "Yeah what's it matter?"

lmk if you want me to continue this idk :')

Imagine my genuine shock and horror at finding out people pronounce reg and reggie like egg and eggie

REMUS/JAMES/REGULUS 🧎🧎🧎 my life is fr yours. im so down to hear whatever hcs you have, i swear there’s noooo content of those 3 💔

Can’t believe I haven’t written about them before but okay:

- their house is small but v cute, they have it decorated with plants and book shelves and so many photos Remus has taken over the years

- James loves hosting parties and dinners and holidays so their house is the ‘get together’ house

- regulus has a little office space in the spare room to read and write, but James and Remus bought a sofa to put in it so they can nap when he’s working

- they have a cat and a dog that grew up together called Ben and Jerry (James’ doing)

- Remus is the quietest non-confrontational one and James and Reg bicker a lot so they often go to him for comfort before making up

- they all have one specific tv show or anime that they only watch together (it’s currently MHA xoxo)

- James and Remus’ parents come over pretty often and reg can get emotional about it but they treat him so nicely and they’re very patient with him when he needs time alone

- James cooks dinner, Remus bakes sweet treats and reg just sits on the counter and looks pretty whilst handing them things they need

- James is a switch/verse, Remus is a verse sub and reg is a dom bottom

- they had to get a massive bed to fit them all in because Remus and James are both 6’1” and Remus is lanky

- regulus steals their clothes 24/7

- Sirius and Peter come over almost daily to hang out (reg can’t seem to get rid of them)

- James is a little spoon, reg is in the middle and Remus is big spoon

marauders boys p links!!

marauders version of this!!

as stated previously, don’t open in public, and be aware- you’re responsible for your own media consumption with the knowledge that these are all twitter links!!

handcuffs + doggy w sirius <3

mornings w siri <3

study sesh w siri <3

road trip w jamie <3

overstim w siri <3

being needy + empty dorm w rem <3

pre full moons w rem <3

fingering w jamie <3

wishing jamie good luck before quidditch <3

party bathroom w siri <3

empty dorm w siri <3

skin to skin w jamie <3

face sitting w rem <3

post quidditch win w jamie <3

rem pre full moon <3

empty common room w jamie <3

rem has u from behind <3

Snow Angels [P.M]

Pairings: Poly!Marauders x bubbly!fem!reader

Words: 3.4k

Summary: A misunderstanding leads to wrongful punishment.

Warnings: slight NSFW (16+) but no actual sex, fluff, spanking, crying, kissing, Lily being the smartest person, bubbly reader, no specific holiday mentioned. As always lmk if I missed anything.

A happy hum echoed off of the walls of the corridor, happy steps clicking along to match the buzz. You giddily walked through the many twists and turn in the castle, finally making it to your final destination - The Great Hall.

You spotted your three boys instantly, walking over to them, a skip in your step. Excitement was too mediocre a word to describe what you were feeling; you just loved this time of year, especially the element of surprise and how happy everyone seemed to look.

“Helloooo, my loves,” you greeted with a grin, sinking into the seat beside Remus.

The scarred boy leaned down to kiss your temple, “hi, honey.”

Sirius leaned his elbows on the table, smirking at your giddiness, “what’s got you so excited, puppy?”

“Nothing…- just happy that the snow is finally sticking.”

“No other reason?” Sirius pressed, seeing right through your terrible attempt at lying.

“Nope…- we have to make snow angels tomorrow!”

“No thanks,” Sirius replied, defeated after your change in topic.

Remus patted your thigh, looking down at his book, “I’ll watch you make snow angels, bunny.”

You pouted, annoyed that your boyfriends seemed to have a stick up their butts, “but you have to make one too!”

“- Jamie, you’ll make one with me, won’t you?” you asked with huge puppy eyes.

“Of course I will, poppet,” James smiled, leaning over the table to peck your, now grinning, lips.

“Oi! You’re getting your sweater fluff in my food,” Sirius exclaimed, pushing James back in his seat.

You stuck your tongue out at Sirius, “you’re just mad because Jamie’s not such a sourpuss.”

Remus gave your thigh a warning squeeze, not ever lifting his gaze from his book, “watch it, bunny.”

You giggled, leaning into his side, “sorry, Remmy, but Siri is just a little Grinch.”

He took a moment to ponder, looking over at Sirius, “I see the resemblance,” he finally said as he breathed out a laugh. Sirius huffed, and his lips bore a displeased frown.

“This is bullying… that’s what it is.”

“What’s a Grinch?” James whispered to Sirius, but he just shook his head.

“I don’t know, but if it’s coming from those two, it’s probably not a good thing!”

You just snickered, burying your face in Remus’ bicep, feeling the vibrations from his body as a result of his own laugh.

“Fine, laugh all you want,” Sirius threw his hands up, whispering to himself ‘won’t be laughing when your hair is green for a week’.

James just looked between all three of you, confused, but shrugged his shoulders.

“Do you want to go to Hogsmeade after breakfast, darling?” he asked, looking at you expectantly.

You froze slightly in place, trying to think up a quick lie, “no, I have… homework… lots of homework, so I can’t.”

“-are all of you going?” you asked slowly, hoping they wouldn’t.

“We were really only planning on going because you usually love it, but if you’re not, we’re just gonna stay here,” James answered, taking a bite of his toast.

“I can help you study, bunny,” Remus said with a smile, kissing your forehead.

You shook your head, trying your best to seem casual, “that’s okay; I have a study date with Lily and Marlene.”

“But you’re coming to our dorm after, right?” Sirius interjected.

You smirked slightly, “I thought you were mad at me, Grinch.”

Sirius rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest, “just because you’re being annoying doesn’t mean I don’t want cuddle time…- come by the dorm after.”

You laughed, nodding your head with a grin, “love you, Grinch.”

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A study date was the perfect cover for you to go to Hogsmeade alone. The three boys made it impossible for you to get gifts for them without them knowing exactly what you had gotten.

James would insist on carrying the bags and sneak a peek inside when you weren’t looking.

Sirius would flat out just take the bags from you and look inside, ignoring your shouts at him to leave it alone.

Remus would never leave your side, so you’d never be able to purchase anything without him looking over your shoulder and, therefore, losing the element of surprise you loved so much.

So, your last resort was lying - a teensy little white lie, so they wouldn’t know what you had bought for them.

Music blasted in your earphones, and the snow crunched under your feet as you walked the white covered path to Hogsmeade.

Waddling was perhaps a better word to describe how you were moving; your body was protected from the cold by an unnecessary amount of layers.

You kept your double gloved hands in your pockets, bouncing along the path, mouthing along to the words of the song playing.

You hummed happily as you wandered around, collecting the elements of each person's gift, making sure everything was perfect enough for your boys.

You walked for a while, in too much of a giddy hazy mood to notice the voices calling after you.

“YN!” Sirius shouted, a damp cloud forming from his warm breath in the frosty December air.

“Why’s she ignoring us?” James frowned, watching you walk away, never once acknowledging them after they called your name multiple times.

“Why’d she lie?” Remus crossed his arms over his chest, thoroughly disappointed with you.

In the meantime, you bounced blissfully unaware back to the castle, with arms full of bags of presents and cheeky snacks you’d picked up from Honeydukes.

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After dumping your shopping bags in your own room, you happily skipped up to the boy's dormitory.

You burst through the door, “I’m ready for cuddle time, Siri…- what’s with the faces?”

You tilted your head to the side in confusion as you took in each of their expressions. James looked upset, Sirius looked angry and smug all at once… but Remus, he looked disappointed - which was the worst feeling, knowing you’d disappointed him in some way.

“Bunny, come here,” Remus said calmly, but a frosty bite accompanied his tone. He sat patiently on the edge of his bed, legs spread with an air of dominance around him.

You moved silently across the room, stopping in front of him, your brow raised quizzically at the tension that laid over the room.

“Alright, over my lap,” he sighed, his hand reaching out to tug you forward.

Now, you were really confused. Punishment was not something you’d expected, but it sure seemed like that was where it was headed.

“Wait, what?”

Remus sighed, manhandling you across his muscular thighs, “that wasn’t a suggestion.”

You could feel your heartbeat quicken in your chest; you never really did get punishments, but when you did, you’d been really bad - but now you couldn’t think of anything you’d done to upset them directly.

“But what did I do?” you whimpered, squirming across Remus’ lap.

Sirius scoffed, crossing his arms and moving over to sit with his back against the headboard, looking positively bored.

“Don’t play dumb now… didn’t peg you as stupid, pup, but I guess that’s what lying does to you.”

You whimpered at his words, shutting your eyes tight as tears were already leaving a glassy sheen on your eyes.

“‘M not stupid…- was this because of what I said this morning? I’m sorry, you know I didn’t mean it.”

“Shush, bunny,” Remus said, bunching up the fabric of your skirt and pulling down your tights enough for the smooth skin of your bum to be displayed for him.

He rubbed a scarred hand over the smooth flesh, squeezing and kneading a couple of times to warm you up.

James stood from his own bed, walking over to sit beside Remus, right by your face. He was close enough, so you leaned forward, resting your head on his thigh and waited for impact.

“If you wanted to be alone, you could’ve just said so,” James murmured, running a smooth hand over your hair, soothing you absentmindedly, but hurt still lingered in his voice.

“Wha-“ you started, but a surprised yelp cut off your words as the first smack landed on your bottom.

You gripped onto James’ trousers, whimpering as another stinging slap had you jolting forward.

By the fifteenth slap, tears streamed down your cheeks as you babbled through broken sobs.

“Didn’t even do anything,” you hiccuped, clutching onto James so tightly, you were surprised he wasn’t wincing. He rubbed slow circles on your back, using his other hand to scratch at your scalp gently.

“Hush, bunny…- almost done,” Remus murmured, bringing yet another slap down on your already bright red ass.

By this point, Sirius had moved behind Remus, standing on his knees to look over the lycanthropes shoulder, watching the subtle flesh jiggle with every hit.

Your breathing kept catching in your throat, but as much as you tried to swallow the noise, it was impossible.

You didn’t even register how many smacks landed on you before your tights were pulled completely down your legs, and your skirt was flipped down once more.

Remus pulled you up, trying to settle you on his lap, but you just scrambled off of him.

You stood in front of them on shaky legs, cowering away when James reached out for you.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay, you’re done now,” he tried softly, but you just shook your head, trying to get your sobs to stop, but they just kept coming.

“Didn’t even do anything,” you whimpered out, voice barely above a whisper, a deep pout decorating your usually happy face.

You kept mumbling to yourself, brain clouded with fog and your vision blurred from tears. The back of your hands were wet from trying to wipe away and dry the streaks of tears that leaked down the apples of your cheeks.

“Honey…” Remus tried gently, standing from the mattress, to pull you to him, but you only backed away, leaving a small crack in the scarred boys heart.

“Mean,” was the last thing you muttered before swiftly leaving the room and leaving behind three very confused Marauders.

“What just happened?” Sirius sat back crossed-legged on the bed, brows furrowed in confusion

Remus couldn’t find the words; he only stared at the door, scratching mindlessly at his arm.

“Shouldn’t we go after her?” James asked tentatively, looking between Sirius and Remus expectantly.

None of them knew what to do; this was completely new. You’d never reacted that way before; you were always well aware when you deserved punishment, even if you weren’t the type to typically act up.

Remus sat defeated back on his bed, releasing a sigh; he never wanted to actually hurt you - just a little discipline, nothing you hadn’t agreed on - but now he just felt horrible; felt like you finally saw him as the mean monster he saw himself as - and that would surely kill him. He fiddled with his fingers; his focus lost as he drowned in his own thoughts, confusion and uncertainty running through his mind.

“Hey, Moony, none of that…- come on,” Sirius whispered, crawling up to Remus, manoeuvring himself onto his lap to straddle him, forcing him to stop fiddling and look up.

James came over as well, leaning his head on Remus’ shoulder and snuggled close to him.

“We’ll talk with her tomorrow…- she’ll come around,” James spoke softly, grasping Remus’ hand in his, playing with his long pale fingers.

The lycanthrope could only nod, closing his eyes briefly, trying to ground himself with the help of the two boys keeping him warm.

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A solemn chill ran through the castle as the three Marauders sat and ate their breakfast glumly. They all kept a close eye on the entrance, waiting for a certain bubbly happy girl to enter, but she never did; instead entered a sad and tired looking you, walking with slow steps as you scanned the table, strategically choosing a seat at the end of the table, away from them, as you spotted the three boys.

They all frowned, a stabbing feeling touching right at their hearts and guts. Remus visibly cringed, watching you very obviously wince as you sat down, a plethora of bruises and marks decorating your bottom, no doubt.

They watched as you spoke animatedly with Lily and Alice, the smile on your face never fully reaching your eyes. You laughed, as you always did, but it sounded fake and forced… Lily noticed, and she shot the boys a look before leaning in to speak quietly to you.

They watched as you stood with Lily, leaving the hall with your head hung. All three of them wanted to follow, but the raise of Lily’s hand halted their movements; she shot them another look, one that said “wait, not now,” and they begrudgingly complied, sinking back into their seats as you disappeared out of sight.

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The courtyard was covered in white. Sirius kicked at the soft snow, muttering to himself while pacing. James and Remus sat close on a stone bench, watching the small flurries float around. Remus couldn’t keep away the thoughts of what it would be like if you were there with them; you wouldn’t be bothered by the frosty air, you’d blow out and laugh at the steam cloud, or you’d force them all to build a snowman. Last year you had built three snowmen, one to look like each of your boys. Remus smiled at the memory, letting his head fill with dramatic sombre thoughts, always expecting the worst because overthinking lived forever in him.

James grasped Remus’ hand gently, squeezing it and smiled a gentle smile, leaning his head on the Lycanthropes shoulder.

An exasperated sigh gained their attention, watching as Lily trudged her way through the snow.

“Do you remember when we talked about the importance of communication in relationships?” she asked, her face neutral.

All of them nodded, looking a little lost.

“-well, I’d advise you to start maybe using what I taught you,” she crossed her arms over her chest, looking tired and a little annoyed.

“We communicate…” Sirius muttered, kicking idly at the snow, shoving his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.

Lily sighed again, “did you communicate before punishing YN? Did you listen to what she had to say? Did you give her a chance to explain?”

Remus looked down guiltily, feeling deflated and stupid.

“She lied to us,” James mumbled, squeezing Remus’ hand.

“Come on! Think about it…- what time of year is it? Why do you think she’d want to go to Hogsmeade alone and not tell you about it?” Lily threw her hands up in frustration.

She did feel a little triumphant when the same look of realisation passed over each boy. Remus felt like he was going to throw up - damn Lily for always being right.

“Where is she?” Sirius asked hurriedly, already ready to take off to find you.

“I told her to go to your dorm room,” she smiled, watching all three of them race away with quick steps. James almost slipped on an ice patch, but Sirius’ hand in his saved him from tumbling to the ground.

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You looked down at the white-covered grounds, feeling warmth in your chest, wanting nothing more than to roll around in the cold snow, just to get a good cuddle and perhaps a hot cocoa when you got back inside.

The door to the dorm opened, and in stumbled three red-cheeked Marauders. They breathed heavily, scanning the room until their eyes landed on your figure curled up in James’ quidditch jumper on the windowsill.

A moment went by where you all just stared, waiting for someone to start - normally Remus would, but at this moment, nothing but guilt and hatred for himself clouded his mind.

Even in your hurt mindset, you still considered yourself an expert on the three boys, therefore instantly recognising the far-out look Remus had as he stared back at you. Standing from the windowsill, you padded your way to them, giving no warning as you jumped into Remus’ arms, wrapping your limbs around him and burying yourself in his warmth. The melted snow on his coat chilled and wetted your skin, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

“Remmy,” you whispered, feeling safe and secure as his arms tightened around you.

“-get out of your head.”

Remus shook his head, tightening his hold on you, “we’re so sorry…- we should’ve listened.”

You untangled yourself from him, feeling the cold floor under your feet as he set you down, looking in your eyes, sorrow swimming in the honey pools.

“Yeah, you should…- but I’m okay now, look,” you did a little dance, a small smile lighting up your face, the smile contagiously spreading onto all of their faces.

“Gods, what did we do to deserve you?” Sirius murmured with a grin, gripping your wrist and tugging you into his embrace.

You sighed, burying your face in his chest and breathing in his scent - the faintest smell of cigarettes lingering on his shirt.

“Kiss?” James asked, or more accurately whined.

You giggled and turned in Sirius’ arms, keeping them securely around your middle as you reached out for James. He happily came over, placing a long kiss on your smiling lips, cupping your face and softly caressing your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs.

“Love you, sweet pea,” he murmured into the kiss.

“Honey, can I rub some ointment on you?” Remus asked softly, grabbing your hand to pull you out of Sirius’ grip.

You nodded, letting him pull you into his arms as James scurried to the bathroom to grab the cream.

You inhaled deeply, shutting your eyes as you felt Remus’ soft hands bunch up the fabric of James’ jumper.

You jumped, body jolting, as you felt a pair of warm lips leaving a small kiss on your backside. You turned your head, seeing Sirius kneeled behind you, wearing a tiny mischievous smile.

“Sorry, baby pup, looked too good,” he smirked.

You turned your head back into Remus’ chest just as James returned with the cream, opening it and allowing Remus to scoop out a dollop.

He warmed it in his hands before gently smoothing it over your bum. You winced and a slight hiss fell from your lips as he went over the bruises that now decorated your skin.

“There we go, bunny…- good girl,” Remus cooed, rubbing slowly, being mindful of the soreness.

You breathed slowly, biting your lip to keep in your noises.

With a last small pat, he smoothed down the fabric and pulled your face from his chest with a gentle hand, leaning down to brush his lips over yours.

“I’m so sorry, honey,” he breathed.

“I forgive you…- buuuut there is one thing you can do to make it better.”

“Anything, baby,” James butted in, rubbing a slow hand up your back.

“You all have to make snow angels with me,” you grinned, turning your head to look at Sirius, “all of you.”

Sirius rolled his eyes but couldn’t keep away the smile that grew on his face, “anything for you, puppy.”

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You giggled happily as you watched Sirius roll around in the snow, smothering James with snowballs.

Remus’ hand was tucked safely into yours, a large smile on his face.

“Your turn, Remmy,” you smiled cheekily, letting go of his hand.

You turned, falling into the snow with a soft ‘thump’, giggling, moving your arms and legs to create the angel.

Remus shook his head with a fond smile, turning to fall with you.

He moved his arms and legs slowly, matching your movements.

“I love you, bunny,” he spoke softly with a gentle smile.

“I love y… -hmph,” your sentence was interrupted as an overly excited James jumped you, laying his body directly on yours.

“Hiya, sweet pea,” he grinned.

“Jamie… can’t… breathe,” you laughed, pushing at his shoulders.

He laughed, supporting himself on either side of you, taking the pressure off of you, “sorry, sorry.”

“You ruined my snow angel,” you pouted, with no actual seriousness behind your words.

“You’re the only snow angel we need,” Sirius smirked, dropping to his knees beside you.

You rolled your eyes with a smile, “sap.”

“No longer a Grinch, huh?”

James smiled, smoothing a hand over your reddened cheek, “will you tell me what a Grinch is now?”

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Staring at the lake, which lies beneath my feet, considering joining the Regulus Black Swim Team

alr let’s get nasty and disgusting w it: Reggie and step sister!reader 69ing, with reader underneath Reggie, holding him open for Sirius who is absolutely demolishing his hole

rating: 18+. mdni.

pairing: stepbrother!sirius x reader x stepbrother!regulus

content: incest, stepcest

note: sirius and regulus engage in incest. don’t like, don’t read!

it’s a little embarrassing to have regulus’s nose brush so close to the quickly dampening apex of your legs. the tip nearly delving between your wet folds, his mouth panting against your throbbing clit between his lips. his deep inhales of your heady scent making you want to squirm. but you don’t. you can’t. regulus is too heavy.

your eyes stay glued to the sight before you, regulus's leaking cock swinging above your face, occasionally catching on your lips for you to suckle at the endless beads of precum, sirius's taut balls repeatedly slamming against regulus's reddening backside.

"oh... merlin, reg..." sirius hisses under his breath, his voice deep and velvety as he fucks into regulus eagerly. you feel regulus grunt against your pussy, his tongue poking out to lick your swollen clit. you moan softly, feeling your hips buck upwards, his nose dipping between your folds, your juices likely smearing across his flushed skin.

“j-just… h-hurry up…” regulus pants, the octave of his voice giving away his arousal, “she… she gets the point.”

sirius scoffs, pressing his hips into regulus further, “tighten up then, would you? I haven’t loosened you up already, have I?”

regulus makes a noise you know too well, a groan of embarrassment as he struggles to come up with a retort for sirius’s words. sirius chuckles, moving his hips rhythmically again, the squelch of his cock slamming into regulus’s tight hole growing faster and louder.

regulus pants against your pussy, his impending orgasm making his balls tighten and his tip trickle beads of his cum. he rubs his face against your cunt, smearing your wetness across his face, breathing you in and mouthing you with increasing ferocity as sirius ruts his hips faster, harder, deeper. he lays a wet kiss to your mound, “you’re next, y/n. are… mmph… are you going to take me well like I’m taking sirius?”

Marauders Era P Links!

18+

warnings: p*rn. obviously. peter is included sorry. twitter. kinda use ur imagination in some of them? they don’t really look like the character but when i watched the vids i just thought who fit which character most yk

i hate having stuff if my drafts, so i’m going to post this and edit it when i come across videos i like. i will also make a post for the lighting era as well!

if any of these do not work please let me know so i can fix/remove it!

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James Potter

fingering sub!james for the first time

car sex with james

fully clothed james

riding james<3

Remus Lupin

you fucking remus outside

professor remus

riding remus’s face<3

remus has a thick cock

sensual sex with remus

Sirius Black

giving sirius a handy

sirius eating you out

sirius fingering you

sensual sex with sirius (this one could also be put as james but i said sirius bc of the tattoos)

Peter Pettigrew

peter eating you out

thigh fucking with peter

size kink with peter

Lily Evans

lily and u making out

lily touching herself

lily riding (male) you

making lily cum w/ just ur fingers

Mary Macdonald

sexy stuff with mary

mary fucking you w/ a strap

Marlene Mckinnon

third base with marlene

fucking marlene with a strap

Dorcas Meadows

scissor w/ dorcas

I NEED THIS OMG

i love the 'regulus gets hit with the de-aging magic' fluff fics but i need a fic where james is hit with the spell or accidentally drinks a potion. the cutest, happiest something four-years-old running after his friends on his chubby legs, so eager to hear about all the mischief they get up to at the big age of seventeen. he collects all sorts of flowers and scurries off to regulus in the great hall, climbing onto the spot beside him and proudly presenting them, totally unaware that they're the very same flowers he keeps leaving before his door in secret. will pout and latch onto regulus when sirius tries to bring him back to the common room, unashamedly climbing reg and wrapping himself around his neck like a petulant koala all >:'[ tear-fogged glasses