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Poly!Marauders Date Drabble

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: James Potter/Remus Lupin/Sirius Black/GN!reader

Summary: just a Drabble about poly!Marauders and you on a date.

Notes: this was inspired by the bonus prompt: ‘Characters share the last table at a cafe’ from @flufftober 2023.

This account is anti-JKR and her beliefs.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

Read on AO3 here.

You walked into the cafe with your three boyfriends, James Potter, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. You were happy to be out with them, even if people did think that Remus and Sirius were boyfriends and that you were with James.

Sirius held Remus’ hand as they went to order for all four of you, as James took your hand and the two of you took the only open booth in the cafe. James slid in first with you sliding in beside him. You kissed him before he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you in so you were leaning against him.

It didn’t take long before your other two boyfriends came and joined you. You all waited for your order and just had a pleasant conversation. You absolutely adored and loved these three men.

When your order had been delivered to your table, the four of you shared the food and had your drinks while enjoying each others company.

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Do You Think Anyone Will Love Me?

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: James Potter/Reader (no pronouns are used for reader, but James affectionately calls them Princess)

Plot: You have a bad day and go home to find comfort in your roommate and long time friend, James.

Reader is autistic and James is just supportive.

Notes: This account is anti-JKR and her beliefs.

Happy Valentine’s Day! 💖

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

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You hadn’t been having a good day and went to seek out the only person you felt could help you through this, and make you think about something other than how bad you thought you looked and how bad you felt. When you got home, you seeked him out; your roommate, your best friend and your secret crush, James Potter.

“James,” you breathed a sigh of relief at seeing him.

He turned to you with a big smile on his face, but when he caught sight of you and the tears rolling down your cheeks, his face fell. “What’s wrong?”

He held his arms open and you ran into his arms as he gave you a comforting hug in a way that only James could. You started crying, “Do you think anyone will love me?”

He held you closer, “of course someone will love you or maybe someone already loves you. How could they not love you? You’re amazing. You’re perfect.” He paused, before you heard him say, “Don’t let anyone tell you or make you feel otherwise.”

“Do you really think that of me? That I’m amazing and perfect?”

“Yes! You are to me. I love you.” He pulled back and looked down at your face. “I love you so much. I want you to be mine.”

“But Lily-”

“Means nothing to me. If it ever looked like I was flirting with her, it was only because you were near and I was flirting with you. It always seemed to make you smile and I like it when you smile.”

“James,” you looked up at him for a few seconds to tell him, “I’d love to be yours.” You looked away and down to his mouth.

He leaned down and kissed you, your eyes fluttering shut. It was slow and passionate, and better than you’d ever dreamed.

When he pulled back, you smiled, breathing a little heavier than before.

“I have something I want to show you,” he told you. “I always tried to hide my feelings from you because I didn’t know how you felt and I didn’t want to scare you off.” He moved away from you and you felt a little colder without his warmth, but he took your hand and led you to his room, sitting you on his bed. “I wrote these to you, though I wasn’t sure if I’d ever give them to you telling you it was me, or if I’d leave them in the letter box as a secret admirer.” He pulled out a little stack of letters and handed them to you. “Though, I guess it doesn’t matter now.”

“I’m glad you didn’t do the secret admirer thing. I love knowing it’s from you.”

You opened the letters up and you read them, each one more beautiful than the last. One of them was written about the time you had a day like this, a day where you felt ugly, you couldn’t control your hair and you felt like you were fat. He wrote about how you might not see it yourself, but how beautiful you are and how your kindness, compassion and loyalty made you even more beautiful in his eyes.

When you gave them back to him, he put them on his bedside table. “How about we spend the rest of the day together? Just you and me.”

You smiled at him softly, before you lifted your hand to your hair, “I should probably wash my hair. It feels dirty.”

“You look amazing to me,” he said to you before moving forward to capture your lips in a kiss. “But if that’s how you feel, how about I help you by washing your hair?”

“You want to do that?”

“Of course, lovey,” he told you. “Would you like me to be in the bath with you? Or would you prefer I sit on the side? I don’t mind either way.”

You blushed and looked down, “Jamie, would you please join me?” You weren’t worried about him seeing you naked, you’d known him almost your whole life and he was the only man you felt fully safe around.

“Gladly, princess.” He smiled at you as he stood up holding his hand out to you. You took it, smiling at him. He smiled back before he guided you into the bathroom.

You loved how he let you be yourself; how he didn’t force you to do any of the societal norms, like keep eye contact, or not stim. You love how supportive he was after you found out you were autistic, you had been so worried that you would lose him completely.

You had heard horror stories from others who told others they were autistic and they didn’t want anything to do with them. When you told James, he just hugged you and told you, “I’m glad you were able to find out and that you trusted me enough to tell me. This is not a negative and you are not less than. You are an incredible and inspiring person.”

He was the first one you told and you were so happy that you did.

You were brought back to the present when you felt a warm hand on your face. You looked up at James’ beautiful face.

“What are you thinking about, my love?”

You blushed and told him, “I was just thinking about when I told you about finding out that I’m autistic. I was terrified of telling anyone but I needed to tell someone and I’m so glad that you have been so supportive of me.”

He leaned down and kissed you, leaving you breathless, “I will always support you. I always did, from the very beginning.”

After pulling away, he turned around and that's when you noticed the bath was full. He started taking off his shirt and you turned away. When he noticed this, he turned you back to him. “We’re together now. If you want to look, you can.” He kissed you before adding, “You should probably take off your clothes. I can turn away if it makes you more comfortable.”

You looked down and took a deep breath before taking off your clothes. You looked up at him nervously, and saw how James couldn’t take his eyes off you and it made you feel incredible.

“Lovey, you are so beautiful. More beautiful than anyone I’ve ever seen,” he told you and you blushed.

“Say that to me again,” you requested. “I haven’t had anyone say that to me before. Not anyone of significance anyway.”

“You are so beautiful, my love,” he smiled at you. “The most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I will gladly tell you that as often as you want to hear it.”

You smiled at him again as he took your hand and guided you over to the bath. Once he was in, he kissed your hand before he helped you in and you sat between his legs.

He got your shampoo, squeezing a little into the palm of his hand before massaging it into your scalp. You hummed in contentment at the feel of his massage into your head. It felt so good.

He did the whole routine, using a clean cup that he’d brought in to get some of the water from the bath and rinsing it out after each time he used the shampoo and conditioner, making sure none of it got in your eyes.

After he finished, the two of you just sat together a little longer before you got out and you dried yourselves off.

He told you he would be with you in just a moment, but asked if he could brush your hair and you told him that he could and you’d be happy to let him. He’d just get some clothes to put in your room. You went to your room and put on the clothes you sleep in and waited until he walked into your room, wearing only sweatpants.

He picked up your hair brush and sat behind you. He brushed your hair gently as he whispered sweet nothings to you. After he finished, he put the brush down, before taking your hand and guiding you back so you were leaning against him.

He looked down at your intertwined hands and whispered, “I like the way your hand fits in mine.”

You looked down at your joined hands as well. “I like the way your hand feels in mine.”

He looked over at you. You looked up at him and he smiled softly at you as you looked down slightly, “Would it be alright if I borrowed one of your sweaters? They smell like you.”

He pulled you up so the two of you were still holding hands and took you to his room. “Is there one in particular you’d like to wear, love?”

“No, any of them. They all smell like you.”

He pulled one out and asked, “do you mind if I put it on you?”

You shook your head and sat on his bed as he pulled it over your head and you put your arms through the holes. You looked down, smiling, before whispering more to yourself than to him, “it’s my favourite colour.”

“Did you think I wouldn’t remember?” You could hear the smile in his voice before you saw it. “Lovey, would you like me to paint your nails?”

You looked up at him, “you want to do that?”

“Of course, I want today to be all about you and pampering you. So would you like me to?”

“Yes, please,” you responded as you started to get up.

“No,” he sat you down on the bed again. “I’ll get everything, just tell me what we need.”

“Nail polish organiser bag. It has everything needed for doing this. It’s the black bag in the cupboard under the vanity on the left in my room.”

“Alright, lovey,” he leaned down to give you a quick peck before adding, “make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back soon.”

He left and you lay back on his bed, smiling to yourself. He came back not long after with the bag. You opened it and pulled out all the essentials, fixing your cuticles, making it easier for him as he picked out the ones he wanted to use.

Once he’d chosen the colours he wanted, you pulled and showed him the polish to use first. He got the little tray table you had in your room. He told you where he wanted you (sitting against the headboard) and placed the table between the two of you so you had somewhere to put your hands.

As he was doing them, a thought came to mind, “James?”

He hummed in response to let you know he was listening.

“Can I please do your nails at some point?”

He stopped painting your nails for a moment, to smile at you and answer, “of course, angel. I would love that. We could take photos of them both.”

You smiled at him and watched as he finished your nails. He moved to sit beside you and you leaned against him as you waited for your nails to finish.

You lifted your hands to look at what he’d done. “James, these are beautiful. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Beautiful colours for my beautiful angel.”

You smiled and blushed, “I like it when you use those pet names for me.”

“I’ll keep using them then,” he whispered in your ear, before leaning his head on top of yours. “When they dry, would you snuggle with me?”

You giggled and whispered, “I would love to.”

When your nails had dried, you moved the little table off the bed and the two of you lay together with him holding you in his arms and you cuddled into him.

As you both cuddled each other and you buried your face into him and his smell. You loved his smell. He made you feel safe and loved, and his smell enveloped you in warmth and safety.

He pulled you back a little before littering your face with kisses. You giggled, and when he stopped, you hesitated a little before you kissed him. He tasted like home and love, just like his smell.

You snuggled into him even more, and you knew without a doubt, with him, you were always home.

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You’re Safe Now

Fandom: Harry Potter

Characters: James Potter and GN!reader (could be seen as the beginning of something but not necessarily, it’s open to however you want to interpret it).

Plot: You go on a date with a guy who gets a little too handsy. Thankfully, your bodyguard is there to help you.

Reader’s pronouns are not used. Also, this could happen at any point, doesn’t have to be during the Marauders Era.

Notes: this was inspired by one of the bonus prompts from @flufftober 2023: give your character a new occupation.

This account is anti-JKR and her beliefs.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

Read on AO3 here.

You were on a date with a guy who you sort of liked, but sometimes gave you weird vibes. The two of you went to a pub that the two of you agreed on.

As you sat down at your table, you glanced around and caught the eye of your handsome bodyguard; James. You were so thankful your parents decided after what happened earlier this year, that it would be better if you had a bodyguard. You were so happy when you met him; he was so soft with you most of the time, but with others, he was nothing but soft.

He was at the bar nursing his drink as he looked at all the patrons to make sure nothing was going to happen.

You felt safer with him nearby, no matter the circumstance. Your date was going well, when your date; Luke got up and slid into the chair next to you. You felt a little uneasy, though he hadn’t done anything yet, so James stayed put but kept a close eye on the two of you.

Sadly, that didn’t last long as Luke started getting a little handsy and making you really uncomfortable. You kept telling him to stop but he wouldn’t, so you moved to try to get him off you.

You didn’t get a chance to signal James, but that didn’t matter because you heard his voice before you looked up to see him behind Luke. He moved around to stand in front of you, so you could stay behind him. You were extremely thankful for James more in that moment than in any other that night.

You weren’t focused on anything but him, though you did not focus on what he was saying, just on him and the feeling of safety he gave you.

You had ended up zoning out, thinking about how safe you felt with him, so you were surprised when he whispered, “you’re safe now.”

You smiled at the sound of his voice before you hugged him. “Do you want to leave or stay and eat?”

“I’d like to stay,” was your quick response. “Will you join me, please? I’d rather have dinner with you.”

“Of course, love,” he told you as he cupped your cheek. You leaned into it, and he pulled you to him, hugging you. “I won’t let you get hurt.” He pulled back, giving your forehead a kiss, before sitting in the chair Luke had just vacated and took your hand. “What would you like to eat?”

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Saving Dave

Fandom: Kick-Ass

Characters: Dave Lizewski, GN!Reader

Summary: While out making sure everyone is safe, you see someone who needs help.

Notes: this can either be set before he becomes Kick-Ass or after and he’s was jumped by too many people

This was inspired by a bonus prompt from @flufftober 2023: reverse all the roles.

I do not own Dave Lizewski or Kick-Ass.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

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You saw someone walking along when they were accosted. It looked like they were trying to fight back, but there were too many of them for him to fight. It was definitely a guy they were attacking.

You jumped down from where you were watching from, before running at them and helping him fight them off. It took you a few minutes before you took all three of them down and effectively scared them off.

You turned back to the guy on the ground, noticing how cute he was. You knelt on the ground next to him.

“Are you hurt?”

He stared up at you with those big beautiful blue eyes hidden behind his glasses. He looked so beautiful.

”Winded mostly,” he told you as he sat up properly.

You let out a sigh of relief. “Thats good. I was worried they hurt you. I came over as quickly as I could after I saw it.”

He smiled at you before you stood up, holding your hand out for him to take. You helped him up when he took it.

”Mind if I walk you to where you’re going or at least close to it,” you asked him. “I just want to make sure you get there safely.”

He lets out a light chuckle as his cheeks turn a bit pinker. “No, I don’t mind.” He looked around for a moment before he started walking with you right beside him.

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Fairy Lights

Fandom: MCU Movies

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff/Fem!Reader (Pietro calls reader Princessa)

Summary: Set after AOU in an AU where Pietro survives. Pietro sets up a date for you and him inside Avenger tower.

Notes: Inspired by a prompt from @flufftober 2023 list. It was a bonus prompt: Candles/Lanterns/Fairy lights

I don’t own Pietro Maximoff or Marvel.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

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You had no idea what Pietro was setting up for your date night, but knew he was excited about it, which in turn made you excited about it.

You spent the day with Wanda, Natasha and Yelena. The three of them helped you get ready for your date. Over the time you had spent with the girls, all of you had grown close; with Wanda becoming like a sister to you.

When they finished, you looked in the mirror. You didn’t look that much different than you normally did, since you were wearing only a light amount of makeup. However, your hair was done up beautifully and the part of the outfit you had picked out was his favourite colour. The whole outfit made you look and feel incredible.

When the four of you decided you were ready, you thanked them before they left, leaving you alone before he would arrive.

It was not long after that when you heard a knock at the door. You opened the door to find Pietro standing there. He was in a fully tailored suit that looked perfect on him.

”Princessa, you look stunning,” he said in his beautiful Sokovian accent as he looked at you. He took a step back and asked, “are you ready to go?”

”Yes, love.” You followed him out, before closing the door behind you. You linked your arm with his as he guided you to one of the unused rooms of the tower.

Walking in, you were greeted by a beautiful sight; the lights had been dimmed and in their place were strings of fairy lights twinkling above you, but there in the middle of the room was a blanket and aid out on top was some of your favourite foods.

The two of you spent the ret of the evening with each other and it was absolutely perfect for you.

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Oh No, You’re a Morning Person

Fandom: The Punisher

Pairing: Billy Russo/GN!Reader

Summary: A Drabble about waking up at Billy’s apartment.

Notes: Inspired by one of the bonus prompts from Flufftober 2023 @flufftober

I don’t own Billy Russo or The Punisher.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

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You spent the night at your boyfriend, Billy’s place. You snuggled into him as you both slept and his arms tightened a little more around you.

However, it wasn’t long before he let go of you and he got up, which made you slowly wake up. You opened your eyes and yawned, before looking up at him. He always got up before you, sometimes too early for you, but as long as you got to see him, you were happy, because it was a great start for you.

“Oh no, you’re a morning person,” you joked, putting your hand on your forehead in an overdramatic manner. “However will I deal with this.”

Both of you laughed before he leaned down and gave you a kiss. Another thing you loved about him, his kisses. They always lit you up from the inside out and made you feel warm inside.

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I know I’m a little late but…

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Soothing Touch

Fandom: Anna Karenina

Pairing: Count Alexei Vronsky/GN!Reader (the two of them are married)

Summary: You had a bad day mentally and when your husband finds you, he helps you through it by just being with you.

Reader’s gender is not specified.

Notes: this was written in response to Flufftober’s Day 28 Prompt: Soothing Touch. @flufftober

I do not own Anna Karenina or Vronsky

Also, I should note this is my first time trying to write Vronsky.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

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You didn’t know what was wrong, but today you just couldn’t focus. It was a bad day for you. You really wished your husband would come home soon. He always made you feel better, no matter what was going on in your head. He hated that you had days like this, but always loved being close to you and that’s what you needed.

You heard one of the doors close, but you didn’t get up or move from where you were sitting on the floor. It wasn’t long before you felt someone help you stand and helped you over to your bed. When you looked up, your day brightened immensely because looking down at you was your husband, Count Alexei Vronsky.

You smiled as you lifted your hand to his face. “You’re home,” you whispered.

“Of course, my love,” he replied softly. “I would never leave you long. I love you so much.”

He sat on the bed against the wall and asked, “will you join me?”

You moved up to him, before kissing him and sitting in between his legs. He held you to him with one arm around your waist and ran his fingers through your hair in a soothing way. It made you hum as you closed your eyes.

“I’m happy you’re home,” you told him. “I was having a bad day. You being here makes me feel better.”

“I’m happy to be able to make you feel better, my love,” he responded before kissing the top of your head.

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Outdoor Concert

Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauders Era)

Pairing: James Potter/Sirius Black/Remus Lupin/GN!Reader (Poly!Marauders/GN!Reader)

Summary: You and your boys go out to an outdoor concert you’d been planning to go to for ages.

No pronouns are used for the reader

Notes: This was written in response to Flufftober’s Day 27 Prompt: Outdoor Event. @flufftober

I do not own any of the characters in this.

This account is anti-JKR and her beliefs.

This account is a safe space.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

Read on AO3 here.

James, Sirius, Remus and you had been planning this since you got the tickets. You got dressed for it as your boys waited for you. You felt incredible.

You walked out to where your boys were waiting. James was the one to see you first, walking up to you, twirling you around before dipping and kissing you. When he stood you up again, you felt his arms wrap around your middle.

“You look beautiful, love,” you heard from Sirius as you registered footsteps coming towards you.

He kissed you as you heard from Remus, “this is what I love to see.”

You smiled at hearing his voice, “I love it when I’m around all of you, but do you want to know what I love more?”

James whispered in your ear loud enough for all of you to hear, “What’s that, m’love?”

“When we get to do things together, like this concert.” You paused. “Shall we go?”

Sirius took your hand and all of you went to the car to go to the concert.

Once there, you took Sirius’ arm as James walked on your other side taking your hand and Remus behind you.

After your tickets had been scanned, you walked into the outdoor arena with your boys. When the band took the stage, you all enjoyed your night together - laughing, singing, screaming and dancing. The four of you never left each other’s sides.

All of you would agree that it was a great night, but what made it perfect was spending that time together getting to be at a live performance of your favourite band.

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Fireplace

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: James Potter/Lily Evans/GN!Reader

Characters: James Potter, Lily Evans

Summary: After a long day, you go home to your loves and spend the evening together

Notes: This was written for the prompt ‘Fireplace’ for Day 26 of Flufftober 2023. @flufftober

I do not own any of the characters in this.

This account is anti-JKR and her beliefs. I want this blog to be a safe place.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

Read on AO3 here.

You were happy the day was over and you could go home to your loves; James Potter and Lily Evans. The three of you have a beautiful and loving relationship between the three of you.

You messaged the group chat the three of you had set up to let them know you were on your way home.

You received a message just after you got in the car. After getting yourself sorted, you opened your phone. It was a message from Lily: ‘I’m waiting for both of you at home.’

Just after you finished reading that message, another came in, this time from James: ‘Just got home. Looking forward to spending time with my loves.’

You smiled and knowing they were waiting at home, you drove in that direction.

When you arrived home, you walked in to hear James and Lily talking in the kitchen. You closed the door, realising that other than their voices, the house was relatively quiet.

You followed their voices, finding them in the kitchen with Lily having cooked an amazing smelling meal. You announced your presence and James kissed you before telling you both to sit at the table and he would serve the food.

The three of you talked about your days as you all enjoyed the meal.

When you finished, the three of you moved to the living room. With the fireplace lit, all three of you sat down, but you lay your head on James’ lap. You enjoyed hearing them talk and James running his fingers through your hair. In fact, it was so calming that you fell asleep like that.

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Nook

Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauders Era)

Pairings: James Potter/GN!reader (however you could see it as close friends or as a relationship)

Summary: After a long day, you hide in your special nook. You’re found by your friend James Potter.

Reader is gender neutral but likes sitting between James’ legs.

Notes: This was written for Flufftober 2023’s prompt for Day 25: Nook. @flufftober

I do not own any of the characters in this that belong to JKR.

Speaking of her, this account is anti-JKR. This account is a safe space.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

Read on AO3 here.

You had just finished a long and tiring day, so instead of spending time with your friends like you sometimes did, you took the book you were reading to your special nook inside the castle. This nook was a little place that very few people knew about, or they did but didn’t bother you when you were there.

You had been reading for half an hour when you felt someone else’s presence nearby. You looked up and saw James Potter.

He asked you, “Do you mind if I join you? We can just sit together.”

You liked it when he sat with you. It was never an awkward silence, but a companionable silence. You smiled and nodded, before asking, “do you mind sitting here and I sit between your legs?”

When he agreed, you stood up and he sat where you were, and you sat between his legs. He wrapped one of his arms loosely around your waist.

That's how the two of you spent your time. He sat there watching everything out the window as you read your book, both of you just enjoying each other’s company.

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Trinket

Fandom: Harry Potter

Characters: Sirius Black, Harry Potter, GN!reader

Summary: You and Harry have finally moved in with Sirius and he finds some of your parents things that weren’t destroyed and shows them to you.

Notes: This was written for Flufftober 2023 Day 23 prompt: Trinket. @flufftober

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It had been a month since you and Harry had moved in with Sirius. Both of you were happy; in fact, this was the happiest either of you had ever been. You were finally living with someone who didn’t make you feel unwanted or unloved.

It took a bit for either of you to get used to it, and Sirius was fine with it. You had your moments where you forgot that you weren’t with the Dursley’s anymore, but he helped you through it, and didn’t make you feel bad about it. In fact, he reminded you that it wasn’t your fault and reminded you how loved you actually are.

Both of you were confused as Sirius called for you, so you both had met downstairs and he was sitting there with a box sitting in front of him. You sat opposite him and waited until he was ready to talk.

“I found some things that I thought the two of you might like,” Sirius told both of you. “The things in this box belonged to your parents.”

He watched as the two of you sat closer to the box and looked up at him, as he spoke again, “I found these trinkets in there and know they’d want you to have them.” He held something to Harry. “This belonged to your dad.” Sirius held something out to you. “This belonged to your mum. The two of you can choose which you want. There’s other things in there if you want any of them.”

What Harry held was a ring that belonged to your dad and you held a necklace that belonged to your mum. As it turned out, you wanted your mum’s necklace while Harry wanted the ring, so that's how you both decided. You asked Sirius if he could put the necklace on, while Harry asked if he had a chain you could put the ring on. This way they were safe while the three of you looked through the rest of the box. While both of you looked through the box, Sirius told you things and stories about your parents that neither of you had heard before.

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Picking

Fandom: Kick-Ass

Pairing: Dave Lizewski/GN!Reader

Summary: You and Dave spend time picking apples, however, theres one you can’t reach, so you ask Dave for a little help

Notes: This was written for Flufftober 2023 Day 22’s prompt: Picking. @flufftober

I don’t own Kick Ass or Dave Lizewski.

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You and Dave had decided to go apple picking. You honestly weren't sure he’d go for it, but he did and you were thrilled.

While you were out picking, the two of you stuck as close to each other as you could for most of it.

There was one point however, when there was an apple that was just too high for you.

“Dave, can you help me with this one please? I can’t reach,” you asked him.

He walked over to you, standing so close to you that you could feel the heat radiating off him. He smiled down at you before looking up and pulling the apple from the branch.

“Here you are, my love,” he said, before his eyes widened behind his glasses and you gasped.

You spoke quickly, trying to piece it together, as if you weren’t sure what he meant, “my love? You just called me my love?” You paused. “Do you love me?”, you quietly whispered, not even sure if he could hear you now.

“How about I show you? If you’ll let me, that is,” he asked you.

You nodded and he leaned down, kissing you so gently, anyone would think you were fragile. So you pulled him closer, putting your hand in his beautiful curls. He lifted you up and when the two of you pulled apart breathless from kissing. He held you close and you laughed, “we spent all this time picking apples, only to drop our baskets on the ground.”

He laughed with you, and when you finally went to leave, both of you took your baskets and the apples and you went home. This time after spending the day with Dave, you could finally say that he was your boyfriend.

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Pumpkin

Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauders Era)

Pairings: James Potter/GN!Reader

Characters: James Potter, Remus Lupin

Summary: Spending the day with your friends, James decides to take photos of you with your camera.

No pronouns used for reader

This is a short one-shot.

Notes: This was written for Flufftober 2023’s Day 20 prompt: Pumpkins. @flufftober

I don’t own Harry Potter or any of its characters.

This account is anti-JKR and is a safe space.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

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You and James had decided to spend the day with your friends at a pumpkin patch but as they did sometimes, they wandered off. Neither of you minded since both of you were still there and you could just enjoy spending time with each other.

Thats when you came up with an idea, “why don’t we take photos of each other while we’re here? When one of the others comes back, maybe they can take photos of us together.”

He looked around and you started to feel like your idea wasn’t very good. Until he responded with, “Give me your camera. I’m going to take photos of you first.”

You smiled at him so brightly and he directed you to different places and took some photos of you. Sometimes you felt silly but he just kept encouraging you to keep going and made you feel amazing. You walked over to get the camera from him when he kissed you. You froze and when he pulled back, you stared at him and when he opened his mouth to speak, you stopped him by kissing you back.

When your friends returned, they congratulated you on finally getting together. Remus took your camera from James and as James kissed you again, he snapped a photo of it.

When you got home, you looked at all the photos he took; some were taken when the two of you were walking around finding the next spot for him to take a photo, some were sitting with the pumpkins. The one you loved the most though, was the one just after you kissed. You didn’t even know Remus had taken it, was where both of you had just pulled back from the kiss and you could see how much James adored you in the way he looked at you.