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“Kiss me. Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
Your condescending laugh replays in his mind, almost like a mantra of your voice. Your voice is all he can think of. The way it sounded so condescending, yet loving. The way you mockingly spoke to him as if he were a small child.
“I’ll always love you,” the man spoke to his love. “I’ll always love you as long as I live.”
He didn’t understand then, and he most certainly didn’t understand now. Why would you say a thing only to lie? Why? What caused you to react the way you had? Was it something he had done?
“Oh dear.. tut tut. You don’t seem to get it, do you?”
He craves you - he craves your hugs, he wants your little notes you left him, he craves to only hear your voice, if only just once.
“If only there was someone out there who loved you.”
Your words stung. They really did. Except he can’t seem to hate you. It’s unfortunate. The more he tries to hate you, the more he ends up hating himself.
He hates himself for making you think that way. He hates himself for not being good enough for you. He hates everything about himself. He can’t hate you, even if he wished he did.
“Kiss me. Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
He really thought that you could manage to love him. He really did. He thought by saying these bold words he’d never otherwise speak, that it’d somehow lure you in, almost like a moth to a flame. However, his words seemed to have the opposite effect - they only drive you further away.
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Okay so I have an idea for a writing if anyone is interested in writing it please just tag me when you do I’d love to read it.
So this is a Sirius Black x Evans! Reader or Remus Lupin x Evans! Reader. The reader is Lily’s little sister (by a year) and is a hufflepuff. She grew up being a trio with Lily and Severus and although Severus was in love with Lily, the reader had a crush on Severus for quite a while. Lily knew about her crush but always just comforted her knowing about her unrequited feelings.
Around the time of Lily and Snapes falling out (a few days before it) school had just started back for the readers 4th year. The reader spent most of her summer working extra to buy Severus some new clothes so he didn’t have to always wear the same ripped up clothes or his cloak. It took her all summer to get enough money and she confided in Lily telling her how excited she was to give him this gift.
She pulls Severus aside from the group of young death eaters he had started to associate with one day at lunch time to give him the clothes she had picked out and got for him. He coldly tells her no thanks I don’t want them. She insists kindly and tells him she worked all summer to be able to afford them, which she didn’t mind but really wanted him to accept the gift. He eventually snaps at her quite loudly and tells her something along the lines of “can’t you see I don’t want your stupid present. How desperate and pathetic can you be” to which the reader nods, quietly apologizes places the clothes on the ground in front of them tells him quietly while all are staring “I’m sorry, throw them away if you don’t want them” then walks off super quickly to cry somewhere quiet.
Sirius or Remus, who had had a major crush on her since 2nd year is the one to comfort her and make her smile and laugh. They become good friends as well as Remus or Sirius as she starts to heal after deciding not to be friends with Severus anymore, especially after Lily went to stand up for her a day or 2 later and that lead to their falling out as well where he screamed that she was a mudblood. Suprisingly enough, Sirius gets off his playboy stuff (or Remus starts to become more confident in himself) and a love blossoms between the reader and him where he treats her like there is no other girl in the world. She’s finally happy, she has a relationship like no other, good friendships where Lily and her are closer than ever and Remus or Sirius is her other bestfriend.
Around this time, Severus realizes not only did he mess up with Lily, but he feels really bad for the way he treated the reader because he sees how happy she is with Sirius or Remus but also any time James or Sirius go to bully him, she still tells them to stop and gives them just a certain look. Because of her, Sirius and James barely ever bully’s him anymore.
I’d say this paragraph ^ would be best in snapes pov but all the others from the readers. Would love some good fluff from moments of Sirius or Remus and reader falling in love. I’m a sucker for angst and fluff combined. Hopefully someone will be intrigued enough to write this 🫶🏻
Inspiration from @flaming-hotcheeto
Masterlist
Sirius would have had you when he was young, like really young.
Maybe he was eighteen years old.
But that didn’t stop him from being there as a dad
He would go to all appointments or whatever even if you were just the product of a one-night-stand.
He would spoil you rotten
You wouldn’t be named after a star. He wouldn’t want to further link you to his family.
You would be raised to treat muggle-born, half-blood, and pure-bloods equally.
When he goes to Azkaban, Dumbledor would want Remus to look after you. After some convincing, you’d go home with Uncle Moony
Completely disowning your pure blood heritage
You would be sixteen (16) when he gets out of Azkaban.
He would have sent you a note to meet him at the shrieking shack when Harry received his broom.
So you’d sneak out without telling Remus to meet him.
And he’d tell you everything
And you’d believe him.
So you’d rebuild your relationship piece by piece.
Him pulling faces at you during order meetings
Sneaking out, only to find a mysterious black dog following you.
Arguing about his overprotectiveness
Forgiving him when he says he just doesn’t want to lose you
But you end up losing him during the Battle of the Department of Mysteries.
You would hold a small funeral in his honour.
Lastly, being Sirius Black’s daughter would include knowing that you are loved, wether your dad is here or not. 
the marauders tour was officially over till the next time around. sirius and you had finally made it home, it was now time to think of new songs and relax. you two had finally been home for about a week. dishes were pulled up in the sink. trash was in a bag outside the front door.
you stood in sirius' old band shirt. your hair was in a messy bun, your face wiped off of any product that was on you the day before. you quickly turned on your heels making your way to sirius recording room.
you quickly knocked, waiting a second before entering. sirius had his back turned from the door, shirtless, headphones on, guitar in his arms. he was humming to a new tune he had thought of the other night. "sirius, darling?"
you really didn't want to scare him, so you walked in front of him, making his eyes that were focused on the music sheets in front of him fly up to meet yours. "hi, peach!" he pulled the headphones off him quickly and set them down on the desk in front of him.
"can you do the dishes and i'll take the trash out?" you bargained, batting your eyelashes at him.
"sure love, is that all?"
"what are you working on?" you pressed your thighs tighter together, seeing him in that state did things to you. it would do something to anyone seeing him like that. with his black hair in his face, the small drops of sweat on his shoulders.
"a new melody, i just- i can't seem to get it right." he placed his guitar down, gesturing for you to sit on his lap. which you happily obliged.
"anything i can do to help, siri?" your sat on his thigh, legs turned in-between his.
"you think you can help me, peach?" he questioned, gesturing to something you weren't really comprehending. he placed a kiss against your jawline, slowly moving his lips down to your collarbone. he was going slow on purpose.
"siri- this..." your head dipped for him to be able to mark you better. "this isn't what i meant" you finally managed to spit out. sirius lips still against your neck, sucking on you like a vampire. he loved to see the big purple bruises he made on you. it made him more cocky knowing everyone will know you belonged to someone.
he pulled away from your neck "i know how you can help me, peach." he quickly pulled on the hem of the shirt you were wearing. which you happily stood quickly, pulling the shirt over your arms. your boobs becoming free and saying hello to him. "look at my pretty girls" he quickly cupped the two. "still have all my marks on them."
"please siri." you whined as he kneaded your boobs.
"patience, peach. patience." sirius latched his mouth onto one of your exposed nipples, sucking as if he was a newborn baby. messaging the other in his hand. the only thing anyone could hear was his sucking and quiet moaning against your skin. you let out a cry, throwing sirius a sign that you wanted more, that you need more.
after a couple minutes of sirius sucking and him moving to suck on your other boob, he finally looked up at you. kissing down your stomach, eyes still fixated on your face. then he stopped, making your face quickly drop down to look at him. "sirius, why'd you stop?"
"i have an idea! peach, you trust me?"
"of course siri-" with that he quickly stood up and started digging through a drawer before pulling out his old phone. "sirius i don't understand."
"i need you to be as loud as possible, ok y/n." he pulled up the camera on his phone before pressing start before setting it down to record the both of you. "is that alright, love?" you quickly nodded. "words, y/n."
"yes, siri." sirius pulled his sweatpants down along with his boxers, both falling to the floor. your eyes flew to sirius' cock, as it sprung out. he quickly stepped out of them before sitting back down on the chair. sirius began eyeing you down, head to toe, before looking back up at your eyes.
"my eyes are up here, peach. come here" sirius smirked before pulling you by the band of your underwear. his finger rubbed against the band before looking up at you. "may i, love?"
"yes siri, please." sirius teased you by pulling them down extra slowly. "siri, faster please." sirius pulled your panties all the way off before helping you out of them.
"turn around, peach. want to get a good look of you"
"but why sirius?" you were confused now.
"i want to be able to watch it later." with that you quickly turned on your heels. your back facing sirius, who's hands slither along your hips. he gently pulled you into his lap, your legs over his legs. his cock placed perfectly between your folds. you could feel sirius giggle before placing his finger under your chin to bring you into a kiss.
"okay, you ready, peach?"
"yes, siri, i'm ready." he grabbed your hands that were sitting perfectly on your lap and placed them both on the arms of the chair. his hands glide to your hips, lifting you up a bit before gliding you down. it was that he was manhandling you, not that you didn't mind it, it was so his video could be perfect. he wanted to be able to see every inch of you. he also wanted to be able to see himself destroy you.
in theory, it probably would have been better to do it on a couch or even your bed that was in the next room, but let's be real sirius is a spare the moment kind of guy. he really didn't mind having you anywhere you wanted, in all honesty if you wanted to do it in front of a crowd he'd be there right next to you.
your head was thrown back, moaning in sirius' ear as he bounced you up and down. of course he loved that he'd be able to hear you now, but he wanted to be able to hear on the video. "louder, y/n" he demanded before you felt a sharp sting on your thigh from his hand. it didn't last long but it did add to your pleasure.
he helped you bounce quickly on his cock, hands tightly around your waist, his lips against your skin, his teeth gently nipping you. sirius enjoyed making you squirm, watching you try to pull away from him so he didn't bite you. you were out of it, his cock was far in you that you could feel him in your stomach.
this wasn't anything new, sirius would have you ball deep anywhere if he could.
"siri, can't- i can't-" your moans began to hitch. one of his hands sliding up to grope one of your boobs.
"you can take it, peach. god look at you, a good little slut for me. you crumble so easily."
"mmm, i'm a good girl-"
"yeah you are. you're my good girl." he began sucking on the side of your neck, your moans and the clapping being the only thing the both of you can hear. "gonna put that pretty voice of yours on a single." you hummed in a response, head thrown over sirius' shoulder.
"come on, peach! you said you'd do my make up." he protested. you didn't mind doing his makeup, you actually loved it. he would hold onto your hips, making sure you didn't slip or fall, but it was sometimes hard to concentrate.
"sirius, right now?" you whined, shifting to your knees.
"yes right now, you promised." he said pulling you into his lap. he gently placed a light kiss on your cheek.
"you are a menace, sirius black." you groaned, leaning over him to grab your makeup bag. sirius quickly smiled, become giggly at the fact he won you over. you quickly sat it on your lap and started going through it.
"flattery is always key, peach."
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sirius couldn't help but flutter his eyes every time the brush hit them. he was constantly moving.
"stay still siri, please." you asked, legs wrapped around his waist as you placed the eyeshadow upon his eyelid. his hands gently relaxed by your hips.
"i'm trying, it's kind of hard when you're poking me."
"poking you? i can stop if-"
sirius quickly replaced his hands upon your hips holding you down. "no, no don't stop." he said opening his eyes to look at you.
"okay" you whispered, you gently placed a kiss to his lips before he shut his eyes again. hands still on your hips but more relaxed now. you continued to apply the eyeshadow on the other eye.
sirius was used to you calling him pet names. even if they were completely crazy. he did place some of them on the no list, but he loved how creative you were with them.
you started calling him random nicknames out of fun. it was so funny to see him go red at the name, whether it was adorable or sexual.
"peach?" he sat at the end of the bed. he was working on a lego sculpture for james.
"yes, gorgeous?" you placed your magazine on your lap. eyes meeting his.
"i lost a piece, i can't seem to see it. i tried looking. can you help me find it?" he quickly placed the sculpture in progress down on the blanket, carefully crawling out of the bed. you closed your magazine to the nightstand before standing.
"what piece, honey?" you walked over to where he was sitting, to look at the booklet.
"it's that small white one." he quickly placed his finger to show you the piece, you dropped the book before searching the small piles he had made.
"look around the floor, princess."
everything piece was in its color pile. you circled your finger around the pile before moving to see if he had accidentally placed it in another pile. sirius was looking on his hands and knees, placing his head against the tile floor to look under the bed.
among the dark blue pile, you found the little white brick. "i found it, starlight." sirius quickly jumped to his knees, placing both hands on the bed.
"you did, thank you! thank you, baby." he quickly jumped to his feet and practically ran towards you. you handed it to him, before feeling him smash his lips onto yours. "also call me starlight more. it's hot."
"ok, sugar." you turned on your heels and walked back to your spot on the bed, sitting quickly and grabbed the magazine. you watched as sirius placed the piece before finding another piece.
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
King!Sirius who had many concubines but fell completely in love with his childhood best friend (a female bestfriend). They met again after 10 years of separation, and Sirius' best friend became Sirius' main lady-in-waiting because of the orders of her father who was the prime minister🌝🌝🌝
a/n: So I started this then all the progress got deleted 🥲. I changed it from prime minister to advisor cause I don’t know enough about a prime minister. But here it is, hope you enjoy.
Warnings: period misogyny, sexual thoughts, nsfw thought (not to long) pregnancy and childbirth mentioned, use of the word cunt once, jealousy, Sirius being lovesick for reader
Royal Au
Sirius Black x Fem! Reader
The chamber was filled with blaring music as the nobles and others who live at court danced. Sirius watched with a bored look as he brought his gaze to Mary. One of his many concubines, she danced with an erotic sway to her hips as she stared at him.
Sirius leaned back, the crown resting on his head growing heavy. Months of being king and the weight of the thing was already overwhelming. One of his advisors walked to him, bowing deeply.
“My king, allow me to introduce my daughter, Lady Y/n of the Riverlands.”
The crowds parted as she approached and bowed. Her dress was a rich red with golden embroidery. Her shining h/c held a circlet… wait he knew that circlet. As her bright and shimmering e/c irises met his chocolate one he gasped softly.
His little love was back.
Year ago during his childhood when escaping from tutors he’d run into a small girl. She brought him to a lake and every day after that she taught him to swim. They grew together, sharing secrets, sharing snacks, sharing… love.
That pretty girl he once knew no longer stood in front of him, a beautiful nymph had blossomed from his little love. She stared at him for a moment as a rose blush dusted over her cheeks.
“My king, it is an honor to meet you.” He voice was that if the sweetest honey, and addictive nectar like Sirius had never experienced. They stared at each other for so long, her father began to speak.
“Would you like to dance my lady?”
Sirius cut off a discussion her father was having with him a stood from his throne swiftly. He took Y/n’s soft hand into his with a smile. He brought it to his lips placing a gently kiss on her bare skin. Gods how he missed her.
“I would be delighted to, my king.” Sirius whisked Y/n to the dance floor. His arm went around her waist and a new chorus began to start. The pair danced in sync for a while, basking in the other presents.
“It’s been a long time, little love.” Y/n giggled softly, the souls of bells entering Sirius’s ears. How he missed her, her smile, her laugh, her words, her touch, her skin… her lips.
“That is has been, my puppy.”
“Where did you go?” Y/n flattered as Sirius spun her away. She caught Mary’s eyes full of envy. Y/n was glad when she was brought back into the safety of Sirius’s warm arms.
“Mother called done back to study and become a proper lady… I didn’t want to leave.” Y/n uttered softly. Sirius hummed softly as he lifted her in the air with a spin. As he brought her back down to the ground he brought his mouth to her ear. His voice a hushed whisper.
“How long will you be staying?”
“I am to be your lady in waiting if what my father says is correct.”
“It is now.”
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Sirius crept through the hidden hallways of his youth. Passages him and Y/n would use when playing. They lead straight into her new chambers. For the last few weeks Y/n had been attending him. Weeks of bliss, hidden touches, and stolen glances.
As Sirius slowly entered Y/n’a room his eyes were burning with unreleased tears. The weight of the crown was too much for him. As he walked over to her bed he peered over her sleeping frame. The soft rise and fall of her chest. Her breast pecked out slightly against the simple white nightgown she slept in.
Sirius wondered what it would be like to throw off those covers and ravish her. To feast on her cunt and lap at her juices. Sirius wondered what it would be like to marry Y/n. To see her in a crow in the throne next to him. To see her swell with their child. Sirius would be expected to want a boy but a girl wouldn’t be so bad one that looked like her mother.
Sirius slowly ducked under the covers and crawled up her body resting in her chest. He nuzzled into her warmth wrapping himself so tightly around her. Her soft moan of confusion as she began to wake was like a melody to Sirius’s ears.
“Puppy? What are you-?”
“I need to see you, hold you.” Sirius stared firmly. Y/n brought a lazy hand to his dark curls and raked her hand through the strands.
“What will people say if they find out you were in the bed of your lady in waiting?” Sirius hunted softly and hid his head in the crock of Y/n’s neck. He inhaled deeply, the scent of her rose and his net milk bath still lingering in her skin.
”Let us have this, please.” Sirius pleaded lifting his head up. He hover over her and he slowly brought his lips to hers. She brought her hand to his face, softly caressing his cheek.
A few moments of silence passed as Sirius nuzzled back into Y/n. Their body’s molded to each others.
“I hope we will always have this.” Y/n mumbled as she drifted back off to sleep. Siris laid away for a while longer, listening to Y/n’s heart beat as her own personal song.
“We will always have this, I’ll make sure.” Sirius muttered as he too drifted to sleep.
I agree, i want comfort not 🍆
pov: you’re scrolling trying to find a cute little fluffy fanfic to read but everything you get is smut
no smut hate, i just want to giggle :(