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I saw that you were accepting requests and I was wondering if you could write something about best friends’ dads!marauders x reader or something like that?

If not, I completely understand! <3

i've never written bestfriends!dads before so i hope you enjoy it! i didn't know if you wanted me to include peter but the majority of marauders fics leave out peter and i think this concept works better without him. <3

there was a lot of great things about being harry potter's best friend, one of those things happens to be getting to spend time with his hot dad james, completely off limits dad. that doesn't stop you from thinking about how charming he is though.

you've seen photos of james when he were younger and harry is a spitting image of him. now with age he's changed in all the best ways, his hair less messy, neater with slightly having the appearance of being slicked back and with thicker frame glasses. a distinction between him and harry, both younger and older is his build, james being more built with broader shoulders and more muscular.

he's kind and considerate and always calls you 'sweetheart' making you flush and every time leaves you wide eyed. you've never heard him call anyone else sweetheart so it's always leaving you feeling bashful.

james tells you that you can come and visit and stay whenever you want and you're always welcome so whenever you spend time at harry's you also end up seeing his two godfathers who also spend a lot of time there. whenever that happens you are rather reluctant to leave the house, not just enjoying all the company that they deliver but also how attractive they are, just like james.

remus somehow always memorising you. like when he rolls his sleeves up so you can see his arms or how you swear you sometimes see in the corner of your eye glimpses of him looking at your lips while you're talking. his jumpers and cardigans always looking so comfortable and soft, you wonder what they'd look like on you. you think about his sandy hair that covers his eyes and his beautiful hazel eyes that crinkle when he smiles and how he always looks tired and how you'd happily let him rest and sleep on you. he never talks about his work but it must be pretty rough for him to constantly look so tired.

sirius is ruggedly handsome always leaning against walls instead of sitting down, even when a seat is available. leaving you watching longer than you should as you watch his pose and see him stretching causing his tshirt to rise, exposing a bit of his torso. he has his long jet black hair which now has streaks of grey that he constantly runs his hands through.

you're going back into the living room, where everyone is, after you went to the kitchen to get a glass of cold water due to the heat and see sirius moving in a way that momentarily makes you freeze.

"you alright doll?" sirius smirks at you after spotting you. you nod but are unable to stop shifting side to side nervously after being caught, causing him to raise his eyebrow, looking amused as he chuckles at you.

this is the first time any of them has addressed your behaviour towards them but they have all noticed your longing looks and shy glances.

they've all been waiting for the moment to make a move and they're starting to lose their patience. you were none the wiser with their intentions, trying to get you alone, away from your friends and away from harry, asking you personal questions and give you special attention.

"you got a boyfriend or girlfriend doll? sirius asked you out of the blue one day, catching you completely off guard.

you splutter and try to answer while james starts speaking. "you're not dating my harry are you sweetheart?"

"what! of course i'm not! we're just friends." you say probably louder than you should, wanting to defend yourself.

you hear someone coming up behind you, "good." remus clasps your shoulders with his hands, slowly rubbing them and making patterns with his thumbs before he moves away and goes to help sirius with the washing up.

fiddling with your fingers you watch them all clear the table and sort out things that needed to be doing in the house with a small dreamy smile on your face.

two sides of tumblr girlies

. 𓏲͝ ﹎ 𑄻 𝄒﹕Evan Peters Moodboard﹕♡ִ 𝄒 𔖱֢ ៱

…girl dinner ୨୧

i could munch on his arms.

Drew Starkey in Bounds (2015).

Heaven | Kai Anderson

kai anderson x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, unprotected p in v, p in v, smut with little plot, just downright egotistical shit, not proofread

req by @jazz-berry

Kai Anderson. The blue-haired, crazy rightist politician…but also the leader of the cult you were in, your deity, your god. You were his follower, Kai’s good little lamb, and you loved him. Even when you were currently standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a thin, white robe that was almost translucent, or what Kai called a ‘sacramental gown’. 

Kai had convinced you that as your God, he had the ultimate right to take your virginity. Kai stood before you, dropping the robe he was wearing. He inhaled deeply, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Your eyes rake greedily over him, taking in each of his spectacular features. 

You were always taught he was perfect, that he was God. Sure, you had your occasional skepticisms, because why would this greasy, blue-haired man wielding guns and knives be God? But now? Seeing him naked, bearing it all to you? You knew..

Kai laid you down on the bed, spreading your legs slowly. It was like the moment he touched you, you felt yourself become drenched. Kai climbed over top of you, pulling your ‘sacramental gown’ from your body. He let out a soft sigh, his hands sliding to your hips.

Kai lined himself up with your entrance, your sexes pulsating against each other. Kai smashed his lips down against yours, his tongue making its way into your mouth. At that same moment, he made a rough thrust into you. You squealed into his mouth, grabbing onto his back. Kai winced, feeling your fingers prying into his skin. 

“fuck..” he breathed after pulling away. his lips grazed your ear, his teeth nipping your helix gently. “you’re a good girl, huh..? a good little lamb. you’ve always been so devoted..”

You exhale a broken whimper as you feel him shifting inside you. Kai loved making you moan, making you emit any sort of submissive sounds. He pulled out just enough so you could only feel his tip. 

“Kai, i need to—..” You mewl, not even finishing your statement before you felt him thrust back into you as hard as he could. This time, he moved at a steady pace. Your vision fazed in and out as you looked up at him, his blue, greased out hair in his face.

This whole ‘sex’ sensation was completely new to you. You had never felt this form of penetration before, that knotted feeling in your stomach. Or the impending feeling of your oncoming orgasm. 

“Fuck…You’re coming already? You can last a little longer, can’t you?” Kai questioned, grabbing your chest. He kneaded your breasts in his calloused hands. With the amount of force he was using, it felt like he was about to rip the flesh right off of your bones.

You felt the tingling sensation of your orgasm about to flood your body. Kai sensed that as your cunt tightened around him, making him suck in air through his teeth. He grabbed your neck, hovering his face just above yours.

“Come, lamb..Come and remember that I was the one who made you this way,” Kai said in a gruff voice. You look up at him, your jaw dropped as you emitted almost silent squeaks.

“Y-Yes, Divine Ruler— AGH!-“ You squeal, your orgasm crashing over you. Kai pulled out with a loud groan, grabbing himself in one of his hands. He held his cock right at your pulsating folds, shooting out that warm, sticky liquid right outside of you.

While he was doing that, you were practically convulsing. Leftovers of your first ever orgasm rippled through you, making you let out moans and whines from the back of your throat. Kai pushed your hair from your face, lowering his face near yours.

“Thank me,” He said, shoving himself into you once again.

“A-Ack! Mmnh…Th-Thank you, Divine Ruler,” 

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rafe pushing your head and you throw up on it

going to start by saying, if you are not into this stuff, DONT READ IT!! I do not need anons getting pissy and clogging my inbox just cause you hated it. block the tag if this isn’t your shit! and also I’d like to say that I personally am not into vomit as in the actual act of vomiting (I’m just into the power play and humiliation / more sexual aspect of it) so if you’re reading this for that purpose please don’t expect me to respond to your interactions. okay, boundaries set, lemme write some freaky shit.

also fair credit to @shellxrls for talking about this on her blog and hence giving me the courage to post this

Rafe is mad, real mad. you’re not even sure why, something to do with his business that he doesn’t tell you about.

you’d offered to let him blow off some steam, and he took it. so now you’re kneeling below him, having your throat fucked mercilessly.

you’re used to gagging on him, sure, but this is different. you can feel the back of your throat bruising as he keeps up his mean pace.

you can feel it building, the thickness rising in your throat that can’t be pushed down. you cough and choke around him as you try to push him off, desperate to pull away before you humiliate yourself.

of course Rafe isn’t going to let that happen, and so he pushes your head down further. he hadn’t gone amiss to the visceral sounds coming from your throat. he knows as well as you what’s about to happen.

“shit baby— you ‘boutta puke on my cock? dirty fuckin’ girl.” he seethes the words out through gritted teeth, his fist tightening in your hair nearly painfully.

you gag again, desperately trying to hold back, but it does nothing, and you can’t help it. you cry and Rafe moans and the whole thing is an absolute mess.

you feel hot ropes of cum shoot down your throat, doing your best to swallow but of course you fail. the moment he lets you, you pull away, coughing and sputtering onto the mess that’s pooled in front of you.

“Rafe-” you clutch your stomach, still fighting to get enough air in your lungs. he kneels down to your level, lifting your chin up so you can look at him.

“are you good?” he raises his eyebrows, one hand resting on your shoulder. you nod, trying to wipe the tears away from your cheeks.

“I’m sorry,” you sniffle, wiping your mouth the best you can with the back of your hand “are you mad?”

he chuckles, “nah- nah that was uhh- I’m not gonna lie to you babe that was actually hot as fuck.”

“really?” you perk up slightly, because honestly, you agree, that was hot as fuck. Rafe nods, smirking again. “why don’t you go get cleaned up n’ then you can come bounce on my dick. let you get your fill, ‘kay?”

“I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise. You probably don't remember but I was really serious about building that gorgeous house with the big yard. The house on a hill where you could see the sea, with a designer kitchen and a studio in the basement and piles of clothes in your closet, all the latest fashions of course.”

James Kelly to reader after he finally comes back from jail but they have already moved on!!:(

all i need