#James is oblivious as shit

[james-sunshine-potter]

The difference between James and Remus is that everyone flirts with Remus and he knows it and everyone flirts with James but he thinks everyone is being really nice to him.

[yourgalgremlin]

James + Pete use a TikTok sound to get Sirius to kiss Remus

JAMES: “4 BEST FRIENDS IN A ROOM—2 MIGHT KISS!” 🎶

PETE: “Yes they will!”🎶 *Hands phone to Sirius*

SIRIUS: Me? Ok Prongs, smooch me!

REMUS: …THIS is my villain origin story.

[themarvelmarauder]

James' pov:

What is wrong with him? It was just another party at griffindor tower. They have been having at least one every week at this point. There was nothing different about this party, yet to James something felt terribly wrong. Regulus Black was all cuddled up with Mary McDonald. Was there anything wrong with this to anyone else. No. But did it feel wrong to James. Yes. He had no idea why, it wasn't like he was jealous or anything. Here he was sitting with his beautiful girlfriend, Lily Evans, the girl he has been inlove with since forever, and he was jealous of Sirius' younger brother? He was still very confused on what he was jealous of, he only saw Mary as a friend, Yet whenever Regulus ducked his head to whisper in her ear, he felt his blood boil. What the fuck was wrong with him?

Lily's pov:

What is wrong with her? Mary, her Mary, has been cuddling up with fucking Regulus Black. Out of all people, she picked Regulus Black. Don't get her wrong, she has nothing wrong with Regulus, he is actually an alright person, very smart, somewhat funny, in his own way, but at the moment Lily hates him. She has no idea why, she should be happy that Mary has found someone decent, unlike her past boyfriends, but she didn't even tell her that she was dating someone, let alone Regulus. She should stop being angry and start focusing on having a good time with her boyfriend, but her gaze keeps shifting towards the couple laughing on the opposite couch. What the fuck is wrong with her?

Mary and Regulus pov:

Regulus' eyes shifted over to the "perfect couple" on the opposite couch, and couldn't help but laugh.

"What?" asked the girl laying against him.

He ducked his face down next to her ear, "Mr and Mrs Potter have been glaring at us it seems"

Mary's eyes sparkled with happiness before glancing over at them. The glaring couple tried to straightened up after being caught, both giving Mary a small wave.

"Do you think they've noticed that we are not a couple and that they actually want to be with us?" Mary asked Regulus.

"Oh Merlin no, they're too oblivious for that. But we can still have some fun with them because of it," he replied.

"Hmm, are you suggesting that your gay ass should kiss my gay self?" She smirked.

"It will be funny to see their reactions, even if I don't want to kiss you," he grinned back.

Still smirking, Mary pulled on his neck, bringing his lips to hers. In the background they heard a glass breaking. Looking up they see Lily with a broken glass in her hand, and James with a very red face.

"I hated every second of that kiss, but it was very worth it" Regulus laughed.

"Oh yes it was" Mary said, giggling along with her friend.

[siriuslybea]

Okay but like I've had this idea in my head for months and my ADHD doesn't allow me to hyper focus on writing for long but like I want this

Mafia Leader Remus Lupin x Virgin Sirius Black who is oblivious about how dangerous being with Remus can actually be with dom/sub undertones (pic cred likeafunnerall)

[wingsmadeforflying]

Ok but Remus Lupin being every gay kid's awakening at Hogwarts.

Come on.

James accidentally walks in on him changing (after werewolf outing) and his brain resets.

Regulus watches him from across the classroom - he will not keep his quill out of his mouth.

First year baby gays tripping over themselves because the Head Boy (Prefect?? I forget the differences) is Fucking Hot.

Sirius however gets to keep him. He was hooked the minute he saw the lanky mess of Remus Lupin at 11 years old, limbs too big for his body and looking like he wanted to shrink and hide from the world. Lupin is his.

[cecenyss]

Okay, so I generally agree with Dumbledore’s grey morality (sending Harry to the Dursley’s was never okay), disagree with his bashing (I hate bashing of any kind; if you dislike a character then write them in a way that shines light on their negative traits but don’t intentionally give them worse ones that are completely different from their actual characterization honestly why are people like this-), and have no particular opinion on most headcanons about things he did that were better or worse than what we actually know because honestly anything’s possible we know next to nothing about this guy’s actual personality, but there is one thing that I have to say I do not and have never agreed with and that is the idea that he knew Sirius Black was innocent.

People have said that the reason he let Sirius be convicted was so he could send Harry to the Dursley’s for the blood protection, but his decision to send Harry to the Dursley’s always seemed as a last resort to me (and this is not defending him or agreeing with those actions in any way, it was fucked up and wrong and we all know it, but I do truly believe that if Sirius was innocent he would have sent Harry to live with him) (and I love Remus to death but there is no way he should be trusted with a small child and we already know that parts of the Order didn’t entirely trust him (INCLUDING SIRIUS) so don’t @ me)

I don’t think that Dumbledore in any way knew before Harry’s third year. There’s no basis that he did, and there’s no basis that he didn’t, but it just does not make sense. And besides, Sirius was perfectly willing to let Harry return to the Dursleys during PoA, and if he believed that it was truly better for him to do so he would have not contacted him on Dumbledore’s orders. Remus very clearly didn’t. So no, I don’t think that Dumbledore simply “let” Sirius be arrested and imprisoned with the full knowledge of his innocence to get rid of a single, easily manipulated variable.

No, I think that’s what Snape did.

Because Snape was in Voldemort’s inner circle, he was one of his most trusted Death Eaters—even up until he died! He would have known if Sirius was a Death Eater. He knew he wasn’t. And he said nothing about it, because he hated Sirius Black.

[padfootastic]

Top-tier Sirius is where everyone knows not to piss him off, because he can and will exact brutal vengeance and he’ll get away with it too. He may be a Gryffindor, he may be on the side of the Loght, but Sirius was raised a Black and he’s more than willing to indulge that side of him if he feels he needs to. This is why I headcanon that nobody hurts James or Regulus, because Sirius would have no mercy in his retaliation (he’d retaliate for Peter and Remus too, but not as extensively)

you know, this reminds me of those headcanons you (or another anon?) sent in about the dark side being scared as fkn to even touch sirius because bella has made it very clear he’s not to be bothered, like at all.

and i love this just as much as i loved that. like, people think that sirius isn’t as dangerous bc he’s in gryffindor, and they even kind of forget where he comes from bc of the marauders’ antics, and their biggest mistake is not taking him seriously. but the first time someone dares to touch james, that person ends up in the hospital wing for a long, long time. it takes a few more people landing there with mysterious ailments before it becomes clear that james potter is untouchable. and of course, reg gets added to that as well, though he cultivates his own reputation as well. (but i’m also biased and think that no one will ever come close to sirius lol)

[srs-moonage]

its funny how reggie and Bambi are connected with each other even though its just a small thing like— james is a Gryffindor which is the lion while the regulus star is the lion's heart. james is a Gryffindor (lion) and he's very much proud of it. on the other hand, regulus is the lion's heart which means it's connected and in a very short words— Regulus is James’ heart. and a person couldn't live without his heart. James couldn't live without regulus.

idk if this makes sense but for me it is hxuisiwiw live, laugh, love jegulus.

[pretentiouswreckingball]

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: James Potter, Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Lily Evans, Mary Macdonald, Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadowes, Peter Pettigrew, Pandora Lovegood, Evan Rosier, Bartemius Crouch Jr. Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Kinda, Animagus Regulus Black, Animagus James Potter, Animagus, Oblivious James Potter, Regulus Black is a Little Shit, but also smitten with james, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Grammarly is my beta, Established Regulus Black/James Potter, Established Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Series: Part 2 of Tiny menaces Summary:

James doesn't believe in bad luck, let alone bad days. But when a black cat crosses his path, his day suddenly becomes a series of unfortunate events that had him running from dangerous creatures, falling from really high places, and unintentionally, setting things on fire that shouldn't be that flammable, to begin with. Little does he know, the person behind all of this madness is closer than he thinks.

No, that doesn't make sense. His boyfriend can’t be an animagus, can he?

Besides, a black cat animagus can’t actually bring bad luck… right?

--- Or: when Regulus messed up with his boyfriend just for the fun of it… and they almost die. A few times.

[makealarkofthemisery]

trying to write a muggle au was my first mistake because now its just like. sirius: hey james where are you. james, in regulus bed: ah.... work. sirius: you have fridays off?? james: ... a trauma came in. sirius: well can you stop having a trauma so you can come watch the bab and i can go on a date. james: is that how you think. being a surgeon works. sirius: yes. james: yk what fair yeah ill be home in ten.

[ddejavvu]

more best friend james with no boundaries headcanons please 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽 like sirius and remus definitely side eye the two of you but they don’t ever make it noticeable 🫢 they’re just waiting for the two of you to finally get together 😵‍💫 like james definitely rests his hands in between your thighs when he’s cold and remus is always muttering to sirius how that is definitely not best friend behaviour

Sirius and Remus stop in tandem, beat up shoes stomping to a halt in the middle of the floor. It would be comical if their gazes weren't so scrutinizing and judgmental towards you where you're curled up in James's bed.

"Are we interrupting something?" Remus raises a brow at you where you lay pressed to James's chest, his hands wrapped around your waist and tucked into the space between your thighs. He'd been griping about the chill of the air against his hands after realizing they wouldn't stay tucked into the sleeves of his sweater, so when he'd pried your thighs apart to slip his hands between them, you'd let him get his fill of your body heat.

"Jus' the most boring book I've ever read," James drawls, popping his head lazily off of the pillow to stare at his friends, "Don't even know why she reads this shit, anyways."

"I read it because I like it," You hum, used to James's disdain of your more 'boring' (read: not dangerous, reckless, or foolish) hobbies, "But I'm more curious as to why you read it over my shoulder, James, if it's so boring and awful."

"Not much choice," He reasons, but you both know he could shut his eyes if he wanted to be free from your novel, and you squeeze your thighs together in hopes of pressing his hands painfully together as a reprimand.

James makes a sort of stunted groan as his knuckles scrape painfully together, but when you release your grip, he doesn't pull away. He merely settles his head back against the pillow, eyes sneakily roving over the page you're reading.

"Remus, a word." Sirius grabs the man by his right scarred hand, tugging him towards the closet. They disappear inside together, and when the door shuts behind them, and Sirius manages to swat the sleeve of his leather jacket out of his face, he stares at Remus with wide, urgent eyes.

"Did you see that?" Sirius gawps, as if maybe Remus hadn't noticed James's hands resting inches from your core, "That is not normal friend behavior?"

"I bet two galleons they kiss within the month," Remus wagers with a smirk on his face, and the expression is contagious where it transfers to Sirius right away.

"Within the week," Sirius solidifies his stance, holding a hand out for Remus to shake, "You've got a deal, Moony."

--

The moment the closet door shuts behind Remus and Sirius, you crane your neck to look backwards at James.

"They're not even trying to hide it anymore," You breathe, keeping your voice low so that the two boys can't hear you, "What do you think they're doing in there?"

"Kissing, probably," James snorts, "Pulling someone into a closet by the hand is not normal friend behavior."

"When are they just gonna give it up?" You scoff, twisting back around to resume reading, "They're so obvious."

"Dunno, love." James hums, leaning forwards to press a kiss to your shoulder where your tank top has slid off of the skin there. He readjusts his hands between your thighs, nestling them imperceptibly closer to your heated core, "Some people are just oblivious."

[stars4ani]

nsfw 18+

based on this ask

it wasn’t unusual to have james kelly spend the night at your house, he’s known your dad since they were in college, which means he’s known you all your life. ofcourse, you’d grown up a lot, yet remaining oblivious to his prying eyes. you tried to convince yourself you’d gotten over your harmless little crush on him, but it was so hard when he was always around. trying to work that in your favor, your sweatpants and sweatshirts quickly turned to skirts and low-cut tops.

under the assumption that both your father and james had drifted off on the couch, you tiptoe into the kitchen for a glass of water. just as youre about to go back up to your room, you feel a presence behind you.

“can’t just avoid me forever y’know. it’s rude.” his voice, raspy due to his years of smoking, send shivers straight to your core.

“shit- i mean sorry i- i didn’t see you” you blurt out, mouth moving faster than your mind. god, he made you so nervous.

“don’t be sorry kid,” he chuckles, bringing his beer can to his lips and taking a sip, “what, mommy and daddy don’t like you cursing?” he teases.

“don’t call me kid” you pout, the nickname has always been annoying, but a sick part of you got turned on by it.

“not a kid huh? what are you then?” his teasing tone remains as his eyes linger on your chest.

it’s not long until he has you pressed against the wall, hungry mouth exploring your innocent one. you taste the booze and you smell the weed on him, he’s going to regret this. but you don’t care right now, what you do care about is the fact that his cold hands are creeping up your skirt as he deepens the kiss, tongue invading your mouth. you shiver at the feeling of his rings against your soft skin, “james”, you whine, pulling away slightly. “we can’t” you warn, looking up at him with lust filled eyes.

he laughs, raising an eyebrow at you

“yeah? this isn’t what you have in mind when you walk around in those skimpy fuckin skirts?”

your eyes go wide and your cheeks turn red.

“don’t go all shy on me now” he rasps, not giving you time to respond as he puts a hand to the back of your neck and bends you over the counter. he’s quick to pull down your soaked panties, your skirt rides up and you reach back to take it off but he grabs your wrist, stopping you.

“you wore it cus’ you wanted to get fucked so you’re keeping it on” he says, pulling out his cock and teasing the tip between your folds. “ever done this before?” he asks, not knowing if he could be rough with you or not.

“yes” you answer breathlessly, arching your back in hopes of some friction.

he chuckles, “knew you weren’t the good girl you act like you are.”

your hair is bunched up in his hand so he can kiss along your neck and shoulders as he thrusts himself into your tight cunt. you’ve never felt this full before, moans becoming broken and turning into begs. his composure is breaking too, with the way your walls flutter around him how could he not? his quiet groans grow whinier, you swear you hear him whimper, and that’s enough to send you both over the edge. you stay like that for a bit, both catching your breaths, you still can’t wrap your head around what happened. you turn around and leave a chaste kiss on his cheek, “please don’t regret this in the morning” you whisper softly, looking up at him with a hinge of guilt in your expression.

“i won’t, kid.”

[moonstruckme]

Whimsical!reader x Shy!remus 🤭🤭🤭 like the boys always try and get Remus to go out with them and he always tries to say no but James promises that Lily has a friend Remus might get along with and Remus is just so entranced by Whimsical!reader that he starts to come out of his shell and James is all 😏 “If I would’ve known it would end up like this I would’ve had you bring her around sooner, Evans”

Thanks for requesting my love!

Remus Lupin x whimsical!reader ♡ 933 words

“You can’t go home before ten,” Sirius insists, stepping through the front door as James chats with the party’s host, some co-worker of Lily’s. 

“I can go home whenever I want,” Remus says gruffly. 

“Give us an hour at least,” James negotiates as he breaks away from his conversation. He takes the lead of their little group automatically, navigating them through the house to the patio out back. “Lily’s friend is really sweet, I think you’ll like—hi!” His face splits open as he catches sight of his girlfriend, waving. 

He hurries over for a kiss. “I’ve missed you, sweetheart.” 

“I saw you this morning,” Lily reminds him, smiling against his lips. 

“Too long a period of separation. Terrible.” 

Despite the fact that they’re really being very tame, Sirius groans loudly. 

“You live together,” he complains, “don’t you think you could do this another time?”

Lily rolls her eyes at him, but James straightens, recalling his primary aim of the evening. 

“Right, this is Y/N,” he gestures to you, sitting with your feet tucked underneath you on the couch. He supposes you’ve found somewhere to stow your shoes away for the evening. “Y/N, this is Sirius” --Sirius shoots you one of his roguish half-grins. It slips a bit when you smile and nod politely, seemingly unaffected-- “and Remus.” 

Remus raises his hand in a little wave, but it does nothing to dim the lustrous smile you send him. James nudges his friend your way, going to sit with Lily and leaving Sirius to go in search of drinks. 

Lily’s done her job well. She’s chosen a quiet spot, tucked away at the fringes of the party, where you can enjoy the music without having to shout over it. James watches furtively as you take to Remus instantly, asking a steady stream of questions in your quiet, serene voice. Remus seems a bit tense, as if wary of some unknown form of verbal attack, but James is assured that he’ll relax soon. That tends to be your effect. 

You’re an odd bird, but mellow in a way James suspects will appeal to his reticent friend. Over the years, he’s found that Remus doesn’t need to be pulled from his shell so much as he needs people to crawl in there with him. You seem like you’d be exactly the right fit. 

“Neither of you are subtle,” Sirius says, returning with drinks for the three of them. “They’re going to scare if you keep staring at them like that.” 

“Shit.” Lily turns quickly, accepting her drink and fixing her attention deliberately on Sirius. “Do you think they’ve noticed?” 

“No,” James says. He has to hide a smile in his drink as you take one of Remus’ hands in both of your own. Remus’ face has turned stop-sign red, but you’re oblivious, running your fingers over his palm with tender care. “I think they’re too caught up in each other to pay us much mind.” 

“What the hell are they doing?” Sirius leans against the back of the chair Lily and James are sharing. 

Lily is visibly restraining herself from turning around to see what he’s talking about. James laughs, dipping his head to kiss her freckled shoulder. 

“I think it’s a palm reading.” 

“Oh, she’s freaky good at that,” Lily says. “I mean, I don’t want to believe in it and I don’t think I do, but she hasn’t been wrong yet.” 

James raises his eyebrows at her. “That’s a lot, coming from you.” 

His girlfriend scowls, sipping her drink. “I don’t like it.” 

“I can’t believe Moony’s blushing just from her holding his hand like that,” Sirius marvels. He shakes his head, astounded. “This has got to be the most prudish flirting I’ve ever seen.” 

“I’m not even sure she’s trying to flirt with him,” James admits. “I think this is just the way she is.” 

Sirius scoffs. “Whatever it is, it’s working. Look at his mouth.” 

James does. “Oh, shit.”

“What?” Lily evidently can’t stand it any longer. She turns around, but frowns when she sees nothing. “What is it?” 

“He’s got his tongue tucked into the corner of his mouth,” James explains, leaning over to align her vision with his. “See that little bump? That’s his tell. He’s trying not to smile.” He sits back, smug. “He likes her.” 

The more James watches, the more obvious it becomes. The faint flush that’s spread across Remus’ freckles, never really going away. The way he holds eye contact with you unfailingly, when ordinarily he’d be dropping his gaze. The tongue-tuck, which slips up occasionally as a bashful grin lifts the corners of his mouth. 

James doesn’t know you as well as Lily does, but he thinks you must like Remus too, from the way you keep talking to him without ever looking for your friend to come rescue you. Soon the conversation seems to have found its rhythm, with Remus contributing as much as you do. He starts teasing you, a familiar hand on your knee or a quirked eyebrow at something you say, and you eat it up. Your laughter tinkles like windchimes, floating over the party even after he, Lily, and Sirius have stopped paying attention. 

You move closer together over the course of the night. James’ one-hour stipulation passes, then another. Eventually, Lily is ready to go home and Remus hasn’t brought it up once. Probably distracted by the whisper of air separating his nose from yours. 

James whistles softly. “Evans, if I’d known this would go so easily I wouldn’t have you bring her around a long time ago.” 

[shiftermia]

— Annoying Serenading

remus lupin x reader

the marauders x platonic!reader

where James and Sirius decide to interrupt your precious time with Remus by serenading you both.

a/n: no warnings, just fluff, annoying Sirius and James, Peter done with their shit, and Remus being perfect. ( he’s an angry werewolf that’s also done with the two boys )

“Remus, can I borrow this when I’m done reading mine?” You asked the tall werewolf that was coming out of the shower with nothing but a towel over his slim scarred waist.

You had your eyes on Remus’s copy of Crime and Punishment. He had always preferred more intellectual books rather than your fantasy and romance novels.

Not that he judged you for it. He found it cute how you gushed over dragons and found it funny how you complained about the oblivious nature of the characters.

“course you can dovey,” he replied, rubbing a towel in his hair. “I thought you didn’t like books like that?” He asked turning to get dressed.

You sighed, putting the worn out book back on his nightstand and finally turning to him. “I don’t have an opinion on them and plus,” you pointed to him with a grin. “I’ve read Dorian Grey,” you shrugged.

Remus turned to you with a pointed look, now wearing his pants. “You said it was boring and that they used the word ‘languidly’ too much.”

You shook your head, “no, I don’t recall ever.. really.. saying that so,” you trailed off as he seemed to be looking for something.

“You must be wrong, the hell are you looking for memus?” You asked leaning off the bed and gazing down at him as he looked under his bed.

His voice was strained as he answered, “my red shirt,” he sat up to his knees and faced you. “Y’know the one with the little hole by the neck.” He gestured.

You let out a small ‘oh’ and turned to lay on your stomach, head resting on your arms and feet gently kicking in the air.

“Y’know you don’t really neeed a shirt.”

Remus leaned forward and rested his arms on the bed, leaning his face forward with a small grin. “How many times have I told you to stop taking my clothes if you're not going to give them back?”

A sheepish smile crossed your face, “as many times as you told me not to call you memus?”

“You’re wearing one now!” He pointed out with a laugh.

He stood up with a groan at his bad knees, “why do you insist on calling me that anyway?”

“I don’t know, it’s funny seeing you get annoyed by it.”

He nodded as if he was taking in your answer. “Y’know what I find rather funny?”

He crawled on the bed and you fell back as he climbed over you and started pressing chaste kissed on your neck.

“What?” You asked breathlessly, preparing yourself for more.

“This!” He tickled your sides earning a shriek of laughter from you.

“No! Stop!” You cackled maniacally as he held your legs down with his and dodged your arms that were trying to get his hands off.

“Call me my name!” He shouted and he paused momentarily to hear you.

“Memus,” you giggled, only for him to tickle you with new found enthusiasm.

Remus smiled widely and let out small laughs, contrary to your loud laughs.

“Ok ok! Remus!” You rested your hands on his bare chest and he stopped his tickling as you attempted to catch your breath.

You gazed up at him, small laughs still escaping the both of you as you stared into his pretty eyes and brought one of your hands up to trace his scar.

Remus suddenly shot forward and kissed you with such force and passion that it made you dizzy.

Your lips molded with his, his big hands went up your his shirt, and your hands busied themselves in his damp hair as his tounge fought for dominance that you easily gave into.

His large frame then nestled comfortably in between your thighs and he started moving his hips slightly, crotch rubbing into yours and unbuttoned jeans falling down.

“Merlin, you’re perfect.” He rasped.

Remus started trailing kissed down your neck, leaving darkening hickies in his wake and started sucking one under your jaw.

A small moan came from you as his grinding got progressively rougher. “Remus.”

His hands moved from your waist to grab your hands, pinning them down, kissing you— “Carry on, my wayward son!”

You both parted confused, breathing heavily at the dim sound of a radio progressively getting louder.

There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest.

Remus groaned in realization, letting out a loud ‘no’ and dropping his weight on top of you, burying his face into your chest.

“Don’t you cry no more!”

The door slammed open and Sirius and James sauntered into the room. Sirius playing the air guitar and James holding a large muggle radio, and Peter following, looking pissed.

Rene’s lifted his head and one of his long arms. “No! James, Sirius, get out!”

He earned no reply and you leaned to remus’s nightstand from under him and got him one of his shirts, knowing that although the boys would never judge him, he was never fully comfortable being shirtless around them.

“They’ve been at it all bloody day!” Peter snarled as Remus got off you and put on a shirt, simultaneously shouting something incoherent to the loud boys and making sure you were properly covered.

“Ahhh ahhh,” Sirius slowly rose on his bed, “Once I rose above the noise and confusion!” He sang with his arms held out at his sides on top of his bed.

James pointed to him, “Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion.”

The whole thing was very dramatic as the two looked like star crossed lovers.

“Pete, can you please get them out?” You asked sitting up and Remus threw himself backwards on the bed.

The blonde boy shook his head, “no, no! I’ve had to deal with that—” he pointed to the duo that now stood on Sirius’s bed together.

“Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man,” the two stood holding hands with one arm still outstretched and facing you and Remus, serenading the both of you.

“All fucking day, it’s your turn!” He yelled and threw himself back on the bed with crossed arms as the two other boys jumped off the bed.

“I could hear them say, Carry on, my wayward son!” They belted out loudly.

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

James decided to play air drums and Sirius chose the air guitar again.

“Stop it! James, Sirius! Get the fuck out!” Remus yelled gesturing to the door as you let out a breath and decided to lay back down.

Yeah, you and Remus were not continuing your activities.

Peter shook his head at the werewolf, “No, No!” He brought a rock sign with his fingers. “Rock on!”

Remus groaned loudly, “Peter, don’t encourage them! Are you bloody mad?”

Peter crawled to his knees, eyes wide, looking every bit like a mad man,“after being serenaded this morning with Gloria Gaynor’s ‘I Will Survive,’ yes! Yes! I’ve gone bloody mad!”

You let out a loud laugh at that, knowing Remus slept over at your dorm the night before.

And if I claim to be a wise man, well

It surely means that I don't know

You decided to sing along earning another loud grumble from Remus. Damn them, he thought knowing that your activities would not be happening.

“But I hear the voices say,” you sang along with the two boys, James bobbing his head with yours.

“Carry on, my wayward son!” You all belted out and Peter sat back with a satisfied hum as he had successfully ruined Remus’s fun time, and slipped on some headphones to try and block out the noise.

Remus watched you three with a wicked scowl plastered on his pretty face. As you three pointed at each other with wide smiles.

“Don't you cry no more, no!” You all played air guitar this time and Remus could hear you imitate the guitar with your voice.

He finally let out a small exasperated chuckle with a shake of his head as James kneeled in front of you and played air piano with his curls a crazy mess.

[ikinremu]

|| Nsfw || ‘Thats my girl’ ||thigh riding with James Potter

James Potter x Reader

Just a short drabble for my first piece of writing! please do request ideas for blurbs/oneshots/drabbles etc on my profile! (can be done anonymously :)

! Smut Warning !

"You wanna ride my thigh, darlin?" James taunted - clearly not as oblivious to the intensifying grinding of your hips as you'd intended.

"Mhm." You nodded somewhat subtly, hips taking slow bucks against his jean-clad thighs.

He chuckled, your stomach flipping in anticipation as his soft fingertips brushed down the indent of your waist, taking a sudden halt as he reached your hips - fingers clutching at the skin.

"Take what you want, sweetheart." He whispered, hot breath brushing against your neck. A soft moan couldn't help but seep through the parting of your lips as James began to rock your hips against his leg - arousal pooling further in your panties.

"Shit.." You murmured, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as friction sparked between the two fabrics - collision picking up speed. You brought yourself forward, melting into a hungry kiss.

Teasingly, James started to bounce his leg, catching you completely off guard as the sensation thrilled your soaked cunt. His lips ebbed and flowed in connection with your own, tongue snaking into the heat of your mouth.

"That's it, use my leg darlin." James smirked, breaking the kiss as his thick fingers guided you against the bouncing surface. "Just like that."

The lustful nature of his words alone sent a shiver down your spine, only encouraging your arousal as his leg bobbed perfectly against your throbbing clit, the ruffles of your skirt spread across his thighs. Suddenly, the slick of James' tongue met your neck, gliding down to your exposed clavicle as a familiar knot began to wind in the pit of your stomach.

"I'm getting close.." You slip a breathy moan, pumping your cunt faster against your boyfriend's leg.

"Yeah? You gonna make a mess of my thigh?" James grinned, pulling your heat further against the rigorous motions of his leg - your agile fingers tugging at his sweet, chestnut curls. "Cum for me sweetheart."

The knot in your stomach bound tighter, a sudden strike of euphoria washing over you like a tidal wave.

"Fuck!" You called out as your orgasm hit, chest rising and falling rather drastically as your body took to instinctively adjusting.

A grin puppeteered his lips as he ran an arched few fingers down your hair, softly cupping the back of your neck. With a sweet smile, James pulled you into the warmth of a gentle peck, before lowering his tone to a mere whisper. "That's my girl."

As I said, this is just a little drabble since it’s my first piece (and first time writing smut.. so bare with me!!) Requests/asks on my page would be greatly appreciated, thank you <3

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unrequited - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 535

"Is Your Love Unrequited? A Quiz for the Wishing Witch," James read from his stolen copy of Witch Weekly.

Sirius laughed, leaning his head back on Remus's lap, nudging his arm to signal he'd like the taller boy to play with his hair. "Go on, then."

"If you answer yes to five or more of these questions, he's interested," James continued, settling back on his pillow and skimming over the text. "Oh, this is.." he rolled his eyes, making a gagging noise.

"No, read it, I need something to wash all the Arithmancy from my brain, my head aches!" Sirius pushed, groaning only a little when Remus's magical hands moved to massage his temples.

"Alright. First, he initiates physical contact," James recited, eyes flickering up at Remus and Sirius.

Remus's hand stuttered for a second, but continued, combing through his hair. "Obviously those editors don't know Padfoot," he laughed. "Remember the time he greeted every new first-year with a hug?"

James and Peter both chortled. "I forgot about that!" Peter laughed.

"Two, he remembers details about you," James read, smirking a bit.

Again, Remus's hand stalled before continuing.

"Well, I'm fucked. I have a shit memory," Peter piped up, breaking the awkward silence.

Remus looked down at Sirius for a second, meeting his eyes. Damn, Remus's eyes were so beautiful. He could stare at them for days..

"Three, he makes lots of eye contact," James continued, shocking Sirius out of his thoughts.

Remus's hand stopped completely, now, coming to rest on Sirius's shoulder. "So...I can't make eye contact without girls thinking I fancy them?" he joked halfheartedly. But the entire time, he was looking at Sirius.

"Maybe I should stare at Evans more..." James murmured, only for the other three boys to interrupt with a chorus of "No!"s.

But Sirius felt a bit nervous, now. This was becoming more than a coincidence. "What's the next one, Prongs?"

"Erm, yeah. Four. He gets jealous when you've dated other people," James read.

Sirius froze, mulling this over in his mind. All the times he'd avoided being with Remus when Remus brought a girl to Hogsmeade. All the times Remus had seemed extra moody after he'd brought someone back to the dorm...

"Blimey, sounds like Pads and Moony!" Peter said unhelpfully, an oblivious grin on his face. "I don't think either of them has ever liked someone the other was dating!"

Sirius cleared his throat awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with Remus, now. "Ha, yeah," he muttered. "Last one, Prongs?" Might as well get it over with.

James looked back at the magazine, only to laugh out loud. "Five," he read with relish. "He introduces you to his friends."

Silence.

"A strong foundation of friendship and mutual friends is important in a relationship. If he wants you to be friends with his-" James continued with a shit-eating grin.

"Alright," Sirius interrupted, head still on Remus's lap. He sat up, looking at Remus.

Remus looked back nervously.

"Well, Moony. That's five for five. According to the magazine, we're mad for each other. What do you think?" he asked hesitantly.

"I think James and Peter need to leave the room," came Remus's reply, making Sirius grin like an idiot.