ASTRONOMICALLY DOWN BAD .

little girl | remus lupin + sirius black

pairing: sirius black x fem!reader x remus lupin

genre: smut, pwp

w/c: 1.8K

warnings: degrading, praising, bj, virgin!reader, jealous sirius and remus, breast play, vaginal fingering, orgasm denial

summary: remus and sirius might be a bit jealous of your new friend.

a/n: first smut piece so pls tell me if i did well! i don’t know if you guys would like a part two but pls enjoy my work thank you 💘

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Sirius was so fucking horny. He didn’t know why. Maybe it’s the short skirt you were wearing or the sleeveless top but something about you radiated sexy. There were times you would stretch your arms giving him a glance at your lacy baby pink bra. Even though you were too absorbed in the book you were ereading to notice him staring, you were still beautiful. The thought simply drove him wild. 

Quite literally. 

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THE WEASLEY TWINS in THE GOBLET OF FIRE.

Practically a Weasley 

Charlie Weasley x Reader

Summary: Newly bestselling childrens book author, (Y/N) (L/N) reconnects with her best friends, Fred and George at a signing. They invite her over for dinner to catch up. Charlie Weasley, also happens to be attending dinner that evening.

Prompt: Please can i request a Charlie Weasley x reader, where she is best friends with and the same age as the twins (they’re all 18 with Charlie being like 23ish) and her and Charlie are secretly dating and then the whole family finds out? Thank you :) - Anon

Word Count: 3.4k 

Warnings: None

A/N: fluffy fluff fluff, oh, and dragons

Part 1.5 … Part 2 … Part 3 … Epilogue 

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She had promised to be their partner in crime, help with their shop as much as she could, but everything changed when (Y/N) found her passion. (Y/N) decided to travel the world to write children stories for young witches and wizards. She had always enjoyed writing and her creativity knew no bounds. Of course she’d want to expand the imagination of children, influence their thinking from a young age. The Tales of Beedle the Bard got ever so boring once you’ve read it so many times.

Fred and George were heartbroken. (Y/N) had been their best friend since the start of their Hogwarts years, the first person to break into their little world. She had been their sole confidant, their wonderful distractor and the girl everyone thought one of them would end up marrying. Not that Fred or George had thought about it before, but both came to the conclusion that it would be far to weird.

She was practically a Weasley.

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trying to draw this still of Charlie bc it’s my favourite thing ever and it feels like I’ve never used a pencil in my life

i have been obsessed with the idea of eddie calling reader "sweet thing" and being like, so soft with her

baby this is the one!! i hope this was a request cos i had things to say <3

"Hey, sweet thing." 

You know who it is before you turn around, attuned to the dulcet tone of Eddie Munson's flirting drawl. 

"Eddie," you greet, gifted with the sight of his lopsided grin, his messy dark hair as he ducks inside the club room. 

The zippers are open on the sleeves of his leather jacket, exposing small silvers of his arms, the very edge of his puppeteer tat. He shuts the door behind him before striding in, his scent awaft as he sits down in the chair beside yours. He should sit at the head of the table as Dungeon Master and his choice warms you from the inside out. 

"What are you doing?" he asks, rifling through his pockets. 

You let your pencil drop and sigh. "I've been trying to give my mage a cooler outfit but I'm hopeless with clothes." 

He peers over your hand at your character sheet and shakes his head, hair bouncing. "Are you kidding? It looks sick."

You smile at his compliment, bashful, and then heave a great sigh. "With where we left off last time, I'm not sure she'll survive anyway. Her clothes won't matter when Dorvan the Tasty spears her head clean off." 

"You're burying her before she's dead." 

"I'm hopeless with your game, Eds. I don't know why you keep letting me back." 

You slump in your seat, though you perk up a little as he sets one of your favourite candies in front of you from his pocket.

You've gone through as many characters as campaigns and have yet to learn which dice does what, each game a kerfuffle of asking your seatmates what you're doing every two minutes, not that any of them mind. They're all very accepting, besides Mike (who you've learned not to ask). 

"Hm," he says, rolling his shoulders, voice mockingly confused. "Now why would that be? What reason could I have for letting you come back…besides the obvious?" 

"The obvious?" You're almost afraid to ask. 

"Let's think." His voice is affectionate with a hint of theatrics. "For every question you ask, I get to hear your voice. For every die you roll, I either get to see your sulky pout or your eyes all creased with victory." 

He's edging closer, his voice decreasing in volume gradually. 

"The last game, when you rolled a nat20?" Eddie takes your forearm into his hands, thumbs rubbing lightly into your skin until you're shivering with goosebumps. "Your smile? Your little gasp?" 

He brings your hand to his mouth and kisses your fingers gently, watching you from under his lashes. "Sweetest thing I've ever seen," he says into your knuckles. 

"Eddie," you chasten, tugging your hand out of his grip. Not because he doesn't melt you into a puddle but because the rest of the club will be arriving in droves soon enough. 

Eddie only grins, more than aware of his effect on you. 

"And plus, I don't keep letting you," he says, standing up with a big groan that makes you crazy. 

He shrugs out of his jacket and drops it over the back of your chair, moving to the locked club cupboard for everything he might need in tonight's session. 

"You're a part of the club. Doesn't matter how bad you are at D&D. You keep showing up and you're eager to learn, the guys all adore you and I personally don't mind your company." 

You roll your eyes at him as you turn in your seat though you quickly forget to pretend you're anything but enamoured with him when his scent reaches you again, strong, the jacket he'd discarded fragrant under your nose. You give it a secret sniff and your eyes close ever so slightly, comforted by his familiar scent. Green apple buried beneath a heavy cologne. 

He's on you before you realise, one hand holding the dice box to his chest and the other stroking back your hairline. You look up at him guiltily. 

"Whatcha doing?" he asks, brows raised, mouth turned up smugly. 

"You smell good," you defend yourself, cheeks hot. 

"Yeah?" he asks. His lips part, the tip of his pink tongue appearing as he wets his lips. 

"Yeah." 

He bends at the waist. The chain around his neck hangs between you. "I taste even better." 

You giggle at him and jut your chin up, eyes slipping shut as he presses a firm, hot kiss to your waiting lips. You can feel his breath as it fans over your cupid's bow. He tilts his head to the left and you take right, noses brushing as he parts his lips to invite you in. 

When he pulls away you're dizzy with warmth, lips tingling, always so surprised by the effect even his brief kisses have on you. 

"Whadya know," Eddie says fondly, the back of his hand gracing your burning cheek. "You taste best of all, sweet thing." 

A HARD DROP OF NEW ART

THE BRILLIANT RON WEASLEY

dark tom holland when ur both filming a sex scene but he actually fucks you in front of the directors, who are none the wiser

pairing: dark!tom holland x actress!fem!reader

warnings: smut (minors dni,+18) (non-con)

the tension was high on set the moment you walked in. it was the day for the sex scene in the movie with your co-star tom holland. he was a sweetheart on and off screen until you’ve found yourself in this situation. usually these sex scenes were meant to be fake in reality but that was not what was happening as of now.

you and tom were under the sheets, to not reveal much nudity on screen and if anything slipped you were still in skin colored underwears. nothing would happen right? it was just acting. those were what you thought to yourself before the scene until tom was actually sliding himself into you. 

“what are you doing tom?” you whispered in his ear so that no one else would hear it. it was actually against the rules to do such things in front of the camera because it would technically be pornography. 

“making everything more realistic, darling. remember, i’m a method actor.” the camera was rolling and he was actually thrusting into you instead of pretending. your eyes were shut and back was arched. 

“great y/n, maybe a little harder tom, make it more believable, yeah?” the director ordered and tom was smirking in your neck while also kissing your soft skin. as the cue came in he went harder and started to moan too. your moans were filling the set and you were scared people would find out what was happening in reality. 

your breath was getting heavier and tom’s smirk was getting wider. he was genuinely enjoying this, on the other side you were confused about this whole situation, it felt wrong in so many ways. he didn’t even tell you that he was going to fuck you on set for real. 

before either of you could finish the director yelled “cut!” that was when tom pulled out without making it obvious. he adjusted both of your clothes and acted like nothing happened. 

“let’s take one more take guys. are y’all okay with it?” the director asked and not letting you speak, tom jumped in to say “any scene with her is okay with me really.” he winked at you and all you could do was smile and nod. 

loki laufeyson

everybody’s talkin’ up a storm (act like they don’t notice)

summary: The one where the boys don’t know that Eddie Munson is dating the pretty assistant librarian that always helps them out. Dustin has a crush on her. Mike thinks it’s fake. Erica just wants to get home to watch Thundercats. 

“Uh, Eddie?” Lucas started, voice small. “Do you have someone over?” 

Eddie blinked. “Uh. Just my girlfriend,” he said flippantly, tossing himself onto the sofa and taking a slow drag of his cigarette. “Keep it down for a while, would ya? She had a long night.” 

There was silence. 

“Your what?”

warnings: none! wholesome fluff here lmao. a lot of d&d references – curse of strahd is a banger

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Will: um I've noticed you've been avoiding me recently-

Mike:

this is the best representation of internalised homophobia we ever got in media you can't change my mind