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marauders era porn links - vol1

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vol 2

REMUS

stomach bulge

professor!remus taking his anger out on you

fucking you

coming & squirting

JAMES

you and bsf!james helping each other out

edging

good boy eats you out

in the kitchen while the kids sleep

SIRIUS

rewarding you for a good grade

choking on his cock

stomach bulge (again)

coming on his slut

PETER

so wet for him

during class

coming together

cum on your face

LILY

gryffindor party bathroom

bsfs & a dildo

she loves your nipples

grinding

MARY

grabbing your boobs (4s)

moisturizing

kissing & grinding

starving for your pussy

MARLENE

desperate

worshipping your tits

gf!marls loves your pussy

taking care of you

REGULUS

alone with stepbrother!regulus

pegging

playing with each other

pleasing himself

BARTY

tying him up

hands.

“just friends” after getting high

in his office

EVAN

he’s so hungry

he loves your hair (9s)

fucking you

rubbing against his cock

PANDORA

thinking of you

using her as a fuck-toy

double dildo

making out

DORCAS

pop a titty🙏

eating her pussy

by the pool

eating her ass

ANDROMEDA

after class

she’s so good

playing with each other

tasting you

NARCISSA

riding her face

touching her

making out

strap-on

BELLATRIX

you x rita x bella

you x rita x bella pt 2

eating you out

devouring your tits

WOLFSTAR

their dicks🫶

fucking you!!!!!!!

ROSEKILLER

alone in the dorm

taking them both

fucking (no homo)

gentle sex

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★。／can i be a hero too?＼。★

ask: "I have a really cute request, Bakugou from Bnha with a little sibling reader. They weren't able to get a babysitter and Bakugou bring his little sibling to school, the reader is the complete opposite of him though"

pairing: bakugo x gn!sibling!reader

fandom: boku no hero academia

word count: 1,196

tw: none! purely some platonic, wholesome fluff. of course, a bit of cussing from bakugo but that comes with the territory

notes: thanks for being one of my first requests anon! it was really fun to get back into writing fanfic, and bnha is one of my favourite animes so writing this was a lot of fun - i just hope i did it well and you enjoy reading! i used primarily they/them pronouns for the sibling just in case ;)

! this is a repost from my other blog !

‘Can’t we just hire that old fucking neighbour?!’

Mitsuki doesn’t even bother smacking her son this time, too busy fixing up the bento box she has already begun making in the kitchen. Rice and egg and soft pretzels which [Y/N] always insisted on. The same thing everyday, which Katsuki found increasingly frustrating. Their name is painted on the lid, which sits on the sink.

It’s one of the only memories that Mitsuki repeatedly brags about to her mom friends. How her son eagerly decorated a bento box for his anticipated sibling, and how he ended up despising them when born. That’s what it looked like anyway

‘She’s too old for [Y/N], you know this.’ Mitsuki snaps, snapping on the box lid. ‘They’ll get bored if they have to sit in her living room all day.’

‘The place smells like shit too.’

‘Katsuki!’ This time she does hit him.

‘It’s just one day. All you have to do is keep them busy for a while, and they’ll find a way to occupy themselves for the rest of your classes.’

Mitsuki packs the bento box and several colouring books and pencil sets into a tiny school bag that’s been sitting open on the dining room table. Just as [Y/N] comes skipping into the room in an All-Might tracksuit that they demanded they ‘had to have’ when they saw it at a convention a while ago.

‘Aren’t you so pretty, hun?’ Mitsuki coos at - arguably - her favourite child. ‘Guess what?’

[Y/N] mumbles something around a mouthful of a soft pretzel. Where’d they even get it from?

‘You’re going to school with Katsuki today!’

Oh shit their face got a fuck ton more bright when he looked down again. Even the mention of U.A on any given day made them bounce around while babbling about how they’d love to be a hero when they got their quirk. 

‘Really?’ [Y/N] attaches themself to his leg, bouncing up and down to make sure they’ve heard Mitsuki just right.

She glares at him when [Y/N] looks away.

‘Yeah, yeah, whatever.’

No one’s expecting anything entirely different when Aizawa starts class that morning. The only thing that seems slightly out of the ordinary is Bakugo being late. Kirishima is counting through the minutes and soon enough a whole half hour passes without him being there to yell at anyone. Even Midoriya is having a particularly stress-free morning!

However, no one was expecting for him to parade into the class an hour later with a six year old sitting on his shoulders, because (as he said) “they didn’t want to use their damn legs”. 

‘Bakubro,’ Kaminari is already laughing his ass off in the back corner. ‘Ya got a hitchhiker there.’

Bakugo is almost fuming by the time he drops off the child at his desk, standing by Aizawa to demand - or ask - that he ignore the situation. Number one, [Y/N] got a day off school because of a downtown villain attack, and Mitsuki couldn’t find a babysitter after their current one caught the flu. With no other options and both of his parents going to work early that morning, he had no choice but to drag them along as long as, and quote:

‘You don’t make a damn noise, and no questions, and no playing around, you sit down and shut up.’

Did [Y/N] listen? Nope. Not really. 

Halfway through the first lesson of the morning, and little [Y/N] is sitting in the lap of half of his classmates, messing with Hagakure’s invisible hair in utter curiosity, and playing heroes with Midoriya and Kirishima. At which point they all stand on their desks and put their fists in the air yelling ‘Detroit Smash’!

Katsuki just stands and watches as [Y/N] jumps from person to person, playing with quirks and planning out their future hero name. Kaminari is the most excited to stand on his desk and create a fake hero mask out of tape and paper, and theorise all the new quirks that could be made for [Y/N].

‘[Y/N] sit down for God’s sake!’ he growls at them, and they do so as they nestle themselves into a corner of his desk. Katsuki squeezes on with her. ‘No more talking to these... damn extras during class, ok?’

Mitsuki would skin him alive if he even thought about swearing properly in the same room as her “precious angel”.

‘But why?’

‘’Cause it’s annoying.’

[Y/N]’s eyes widen a bit, but then they beam at him and nod again, picking up a pencil as if they actually are a student and begin doodling a picture while others begin homework. Aizawa doesn’t collapse into his sleeping bag this time, instead keeping an eye to ensure he isn’t sued later for the death of an unrelated child. Midoriya and Iida are the first ones to finish of course, followed by Katsuki, who has to steal his pages when [Y/N] isn’t looking, handing it across the teacher’s desk with glitter flowers and stars in the margins. 

The bell goes to signal the beginning of their hero training, and [Y/N] clutches Katsuki’s hand as they shyly approach the scary-looking racoon man to hand him a (“professionally signed”) artwork by [Y/N] Bakugo. A misshapen house with a cat and a very dead looking racoon. 

(Aizawa does frame it later, like a dad of course.)

(Katsuki does call his teacher roadkill exactly three times after that.)

For hero training All-Might stands with his hands on his hips with [Y/N] at his side to help conduct the lesson. Together they order drills and [Y/N] gets to practise their hero voice and pose. The class ends with the whole group playing games and kicking a soccer ball around so they can pretend that [Y/N] has to save it from various situations. Which they do so successfully - “a top-rate hero” in All-Might’s words.

For Katsuki, he’s glad to get home and die in bed when 8:30 rolls around. It’s been non-stop questions and poking and prodding even though he told [Y/N] not to, but they wouldn’t listen! And when they got home Mitsuki hounded him to make sure they hadn’t done anything stupid while at school. 

But 9 rolls around and [Y/N]’s socks cast shadows over the door frame, and the door handle jiggles. Katsuki waits and doesn’t move to help them with it. They come padding in with a stuffed Midnight plush, and crawls onto his pillow. 

‘Kat, can I come to school with you everyday?’

And god-fucking-dammit, they look so damn excited to go to school with their big brother that all he can do is turn off his lamp and pull the covers up and pat their hair. He can feel his chest swell with pride, because his sibling wants to come and watch him become a hero.

He can’t help but wonder what kind of hero [Y/N] will be. What would their quirk be? 

Oh, Mitsuki would kick his ass if he even thought about surpassing his own sibling.

He smirks at the thought. His sibling would be the best hero at U.A, not like those fucking extras. 

‘Yeah, whatever.’

i really enjoyed writing this!

let me know if you want to request anything, and i'll try my best to get to them as quickly as possible.

I need more ekko giving head to fem! Reader😫😫 could you include it in an anniversary celebration type of writing? Thank you and lovely regards 💓

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⟢ authors note. tysm for using my asks, hope u enjoy!!

⟢ contains. drinking, semi drunk!ekko, lots of kissing, cunnilingus, fingering, praise, slight degration, orgasm, cum eating, dom!ekko.

it was late, the sun had just gone down and the firelights had lit a bombfire in celebration to another successful mission - or more so the fact that they hadn't lost any members of the firelights during it. As drunk firelights were eating and dancing around the big bomb fire, there was ekko - in the corner drinking from his cup and leaning on his arm, his expression neutral and unreadable. "you just plan to sit here all alone?" a familiar voice asked, making ekko look up into your soft eyes with a tired expression. "oh come on, are you really that tired?" you chuckled, pushing one of his locs out of his face to see him better as he sighed, rolling his big brown eyes.

"should I ask what's bothering you?" you asked softly, a small smirk on your face as you sat down next to him on the picnic table, your elbows resting against the table as you watched the other firelights and the bombfire. "I don't know, I just feel like there's too much to do to be celebrating like this..." he sighs, folding his arms as he turned around, facing the bombfire with his back resting against the table. "you're such a leader." you chuckled, softly looking back over at him. "you know you can relax for just one night right?"

he looked over at you, you felt his eyes look over your body before looking back up to your eyes. "you think I should relax?" He scoffed as you narrowed your eyes at him. "don't scoff at me, I'm worried about you dumbass." you said, playfully shoving his arm as he sighed, "you're right, sorry..." he trailed off, looking back up at you. "wanna get out of here?" he asked, his voice quiet and soft as he looked directly at you. something in your stomach tingled at his direct eye contact, but you didn't let it show too much. "you wanna ditch your own party?" you chuckled a bit, not taking him seriously.

he leaned his head back, some of his hair falling away from his face. "I guess so." he said, a small smirk on his lips as he looked over at you. "I just want a distraction." you bit the inside of your cheek, looking away from him and back at the fire as you were inside your own head. the truth was, you were stressed out too - just because you didn't lose any firelights doesn't mean it wasn't a dangerous and stress provoking mission. you nodded softly, "alright, let's get out of here." you said, looking back over at him, his smirk widening a little bit as he nodding, standing up with you as he led you up the stairs of the treehouse into his room.

as the door shut behind him, he took a sip of his drink, letting out a sigh as you looked over his room. it looked different than you remembered it, more papers and blueprints for firelight gadgets or hoverboard fixes scattered across his work bench and even some hung up on his wall. "you're quite the busy bee." you chuckled, softly running your hands down the papers as you looked them over. he just shrugged, "you haven't been in here in months..." he said softly, his voice getting closer behind you before you felt his hands softly slide down your waist.

you let out a soft, satisfied sigh as you leaned your head back against his shoulder, looking back over at him as his lips connected to your neck, placing small kisses on the sensitive skin. "I guess it's been a little while..." you said softly, tilting your head to the side to give him better access as you felt him smile softly against your skin, his kisses becoming more rough against your neck as he softly bit down on the flesh. you gripped his work bench as he gently pushed his body against the back of yours, his hand gripping your hip and pulling it closer to him as the other rested on your waist. he softly moved some of your hair over as he pulled his head back, admiring the red spots he left on your neck as he rubbed his thumb over them.

you gently looked back at him, watching as he smiled slightly. "I've missed you... I've missed having you like this." he said softly, gently pushing a bit of your hair behind your ear as he leaned into your lips before slowing at the last second. his lips were barely touching yours before you softly leaned in, capturing his lips softly as you brought your hand to his cheek, cupping it in your hand. he smiled into the kiss as he softly pulled you closer by the back of your head, deepening the kiss as he led you towards his bed. the back of your legs hit his bed frame, making you stop as he gently laid you down, hovering over you as he kissed you once more.

"I've missed you too..." you said softly, before kissing him again, his tongue softly pushing into your mouth as you let him. he made out with you a little bit before gently pulling back, taking the hems of his shirt and pulling it over his head, letting it fall to the floor as he softly grabbed your hand and ran your hand down his chest. you looked up at him before your eyes trailed down to his bare chest, you softly reached down to his lower hip, rubbing small circles on his flesh. he smiled down at you before leaning down and kissing on your neck once again, this time the opposite side. "you're so beautiful..." he whispered as you quietly moaned under his touch.

his body leaned down further into yours, he trailed his kisses down from your neck to your collarbone, giving small kisses before gently biting and sucking on the sensitive skin. you leaned your head back, the tingling in your leg and stomach making you squirm slightly under him. he chuckled softly, sliding his thigh between yours as he trailed his hands down, his kisses getting lower and lower on your body.

he trailed down, caressing your bare hips as he placed open mouth kisses on your flesh. he paused at the waistband of your pants, gently rubbing both your hips, "lift." he said lowly, looking up at you softly. you swallowed, nodding as you propped yourself up on your elbows and lifted your hips for him. he softly pulled your pants down, kissing your thighs and down your to your knees before pulling them completely off.

he slid down your panties and tossed them on the floor, leaning down to kiss you, his tongue pushing into your mouth gently. he continued kissing you passionately before softly pulling away and positioning himself between your legs, looking up at you with an intense and lustful gaze. he could feel your legs trembling as he hooked them over his shoulders, his hands gripping your thighs possessively. "shh, relax baby..." he smiled softly, pressing soft kisses on your pussy before dragging his tongue up your slit.

you looked down at him, your chest rising and falling as his tongue traced gentle circles around your clit before he sucked it into his mouth. he kept his eyes locked on yours, his gaze burning with hunger and affection as he devoured you slowly and thoroughly, his fingers gently spreading your lips apart to give him better access. "fuck, just like that..." you moaned softly, balling the sheets in your fist as you looked down at him.

"like this?" he whispered between gentle licks, his fingers trailing up your thighs. "such a pretty sight when you're like this..." he continued his steady pace, savoring every moment, occasionally looking up to watch your expressions. "ekko, please..." you looked down softly, holding back your moans as you bit your inner cheek. you leaned your head back, breathing heavy as your fingers tangled in the silky sheets.

he smiled softly as he saw you bite your inner cheek to hold back your moans, thinking that it was the cutest thing he'd ever seen. he hooked your legs over his shoulders, his arms wrapping around your thighs to keep you in place. "look at me," he commanded softly, his tongue delving in and out slowly. you looked down at him, your chest rising and falling as you held his lustful gaze.

he held your gaze, his own eyes burning with desire as he continued to eat you out slowly. "so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his voice muffled by your pussy. "I could look at you like this all day." he pressed a kiss to your clit before looking back up at you. you breathed heavy, a soft tingle in your stomach as he praised you. he slipped his middle finger into your pussy, your wetness making it easy as he curled it to hit that sweet spot inside you. his tongue pressing firmly against your clit and moving in small circular motions.

you swallowed as you looked down at him, your breathing heavy as your stomach tingled more than before, your chest rising and falling with every movement he made. he slipped another finger inside of you, his thumb replacing his tongue in your clit as his pace increased slightly. his fingers moved in and out while his thumb pressed firmly against your clit. "come for me, beautiful," he whispered, his warm breath against your sensitive skin. "show me how much you like it when I finger you like this..."

you tilted her head back, fighting the urge to roll your eyes back as you let out a moan, gripping the sheets tightly as you looked back down to his lustful gaze. "shit ekko, you're gonna make me cum..." she moaned softly. he looked up at you with soft and lustful eyes, mesmerized as your face contorted in pleasure. his fingers curled inside you, hitting that spot over and over until your body finally gave in. "there it is," he murmured, his fingers slowing their pace as he felt your inner walls clench around them.

you bit your lip harshly as your thighs shook and your stomach sunk in, your knuckles turned white as you gripped the sheets, moaning his name as you came.

he smirked as he continued his gentle pace, feeling satisfied and proud at being able to bring you to this state. seeing your knuckles white and lips bitten made his heart race faster. he placed tender kisses on your inner thighs as you rode out your orgasm. "that's right," he whispered, his fingers slowly withdrawing. "shhh..."

you breathed heavy as he pulled his fingers completely out, slipping them into his mouth as he licked them clean, making your stomach flutter as he crawled up to you. he kissed you passionately, his tongue pushing into your mouth as you could taste yourself on him. he kissed you deeper, his hand gently resting on your collarbone and coming up to hold your neck as your tongues slid against each other passionately.

you both parted to catch your breath as he smiled down at you, tilting your chin up to look you in the eyes. "you're so beautiful... your pleasure is my pleasure." he smiled softly, leaning down and kissing you once more as you smiled into the kiss.

Tuesday, December 10th, 2024

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House of Black Part 6

Regulus Black AU

Request: Regulus and his wife are raising Sirius’ daughter after he ends up in Azkaban. Now after his escape Sirius comes to them to thank them and get to know his daughter.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader. Former Sirius x Reader

Link to Part 5

Rating: M- smut

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Sirius waited until Abby was out of the room before speaking. Remus had gone back about whatever he was doing and acted as if nothing weird and uncomfortable just happened.

“So, are you going to say anything about any of that?”

Sirius questioned, feeling his temper building. Remus turned around with a raised eyebrow.

“What would you like me to say?”

Sirius scratched his head before sitting down.

“Oh, I don’t know…maybe You just had your ass handed to you Sirius or Sirius, I’m awfully sorry that your kid hates you.”

Remus rolled his eyes. It was time for dramatic Sirius to make his entrance.

“Don’t you think that you are being a tad over dramatic?”

Sirius’ mouth dropped.

“Dramatic? I’m being dramatic?! Excuse me!”

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Mundane longing 3.

Spencer Reid x fem!reader

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

Summary: Spencer feels drawn to what little family the reader as made, it makes him think differently of his workspace nemesis but he’s unsure what these feelings are…

Word count: 3.3k

An: hi sorry I’m picking this up again and I’ll try to post a new chapter once a week <3

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The back up was quick to arrive after Spencer called which was immediately after Y/n left the car. Though when daniel tried to make his run and y/n got in the way, he was smart enough to not kill an officer but hit her with his gun on the head as he ran. Just not fast enough.

They got Daniel’s confession of plotting over the victim’s company and an affair with his wife…classic. Y/n had called it apparently and much to Spencer’s displeasure she would rub this in his face for quite a while. Even with a head injury as she sat with legs dangling out of an ambulance pressing on her wound like the medics asked and worked on the injury.

Spencer too kept lingering on the injury closely, as if he’s the medic y/n thought to herself. The band aid was pressed huge on her forehead as Spencer examined it after the medics left “Okay that’s enough” Y/n spoke pushing his concentrated face examining her injury away and proceeded to stand up.

Instantly he sat her down again by her wrists “Do not stand up too fast you’ll get a concussion-”

“Oh and you can prevent that doctor bizarre?” She spoke snorting.

“I can’t but you might just not be able to turn up to the bureau tomorrow. I would have to do the paperwork for our case also I don’t want to be held accountable for your injury, that you caused all by yourself doing something I advised you not to do but you did anyways because of your recklessness.” He explained flashing an ironic smile at her and helped her out of the ambulance, even though she could’ve stood out all on herself.

“But we got the confession! Wait whose theory proved right again? Mine! And whose recklessness got us the confessions? Mine!” Y/n walked in front of him with backward steps to flash her all so victorious face in front of him as they walked towards the car.

She attempted to to open the door to the driver’s seat when Spencer got in her way “Absolutely not. You might have a potential concussion and it’s dark right now believe it or not I’d rather die of old age.” Sighing y/n rolled her eyes and walked to the other side of the car aware he was always so prepared for an argument, she was as well but not as of now. “You’re a reckless driver anyways” Spencer added as the two of the entered the car.

“Just drive.”

Spencer drove the two of them back to y/n’s neighbourhood and most of the ride was just two of them going over each other fault’s on the case, Spencer criticising the stunt she pulled out there, y/n flaunting the success of her side of the theory. It was surprising how shortly the road back to her house leaded, they often lost track of time amongst their constant debates.

Before he pulled up by her house y/n asked him to stop about three blocks down her own house because she had to pickup Julian from his friend’s house. Spencer waited outside in the car as Y/n left, greeted the supposed Julian’s friend’s mom. It was just the later part of the evening around dinner time of suburban houses.

After a while y/n exited the house with Julian in her arms, fast asleep. She opened the door and buckled both her and Julian even though her house was just three blocks down “Pick me up by 10 y/n” she whispered to Spencer chuckling in a mocking of the Julian’s voice. “Guess fake sword fight is tiring enough.”

Reaching her house Spencer was the first one to get out of his seat while y/n unfastened her seat belt Spencer walked around to her seat opening the door for her, he gestured to pick up Julian from her arms but she shrugged her shoulders implying it was alright. “You’ve got a injury, let me” he whispered as y/n gave in. He held Julian in his arms gently holding his torso and supporting the back of the 7 year old’s head with his free hand as Julian’s face settled by the crook of his neck still sound asleep. It wasn’t very often that Spencer would help her out this way, she recalled how he wouldn’t even hold the door for her, he’d shut the door right before she was about to enter the room (she did the same), never once brought her coffee even if he fitted 4 in his hands, probably never even passed her a paperweight. Maybe a little band aid comes with perks she thought as she opened the main door to her house.

With silent steps through scattered toys in the living room careful not to wake up Julian, she guided Spencer through the stairs to Julian’s room. Spencer took in her house as he hadn’t been much further than her living room and office room, the stairway walls were covered with pictures most of them of Julian and of y/n. Pictures of Julian as a baby to his first day of school and some Disneyland trips, arcade, Halloween, Christmas. Some older faces he gathered would be y/n’s parents and others of her family there were even a few pictures from the bau. He let out a low chuckle at her high school photo “That’s you?” He spoke in a hushed tone.

“Shut up.” She glared at him because obviously he found her younger self in her roller blades phase amusing. They reached Julian’s room and Spencer gently placed him on his spaceship themed bed with themed covers. Y/n crouched down to pull the blanket over him kissing the top of his forehead she turned on the night lamp on the side. Spencer observed the very expressive room of Julian as well as a profiler that habit didn’t leave him much. One side of it was forest themed and the other had newer objects of astronomy obsession all around. The curious young minds of a million phases.

Once again reaching downstairs Spencer took his leave since he had to get back to his own house and the night was settling. “I will see you tomorrow” he spoke as y/n leaned on her doorframe seeing him off. “We still have the paperwork left so don’t be late I won’t be doing your part…again.”

“As if you’ve ever covered for me” y/n scoffed as he got inside his car and waved at him one last time as his car pulled out of her driveway.

—

The very next day Y/n entered the BAU announcing very cheerily about the case, who got it right, receiving scoffs from Spencer like always. Emily wasn’t sure if the plan to put them both on a case together might’ve worked or not “At least they didn’t kill one another. Cheers to that” JJ commented raising the cup she had in her hands.

“Don’t get too smug we still have paper work for the case left and I’d be delighted to write how partner irresponsible went completely against what I advised and got herself a head injury!” He added smiling at her pridefully because she was the one who got herself hurt. He’d already told Emily that y/n forgot her gun prior to a stakeout. Snitch.

“If I remember correctly partner irresponsible was the partner who cracked most of the case so well…” her voice trailed off as she tilted her head at Spencer and he rushed to his defence.

“Cracked the case? I’m sorry I’ve only been working alongside you on the case for the past whole week that’s way too much use of singular nouns y/l/n.”

“And you didn’t believe me until we had the confession you want to go there—“

“What do you mean didn’t believe you? Do you just expect me to take your word on cases without no input of—“

This was a usual bau morning. Both of the brightest FBI agents fighting like kindergarteners “Alright alright that’s enough” Emily stopped the ongoing debate of who was more efficient on the case between the two of them and parted them.

The team worked on the new class like always until before lunch break when y/n and Spencer continued on their paper work for their joint case, it took much longer than the rest of their paper case because it involved less clashes. Amidst the work y/n got a call and she hurriedly packed her table to leave, “Where are you going? We still need to deliver these to the next unit.” Spencer asked looking up from his desk.

“I really need to leave can’t you do that yourself?” Y/n spoke focused on finding her keys on the desk.

“We are partners on this case remember so yeah absolutely not.” He amused relaxing further into his seat. “Cant you leave during lunch break it’s almost time.” He’d marked how she often didn’t have lunches at bau but now that he knew of Julian it was quick to gather she’d pick him from school, have lunch with him and return back. Surprisingly she was always on time so always in a hurry but her body language seemed rather stressed as she moved stuff from her desk.

“You know what? Take the papers come with me we’ll drop them off at the unit later it’s Julian’s school there’s an emergency.” She spoke with a distressed demeanour hurrying her way as Spencer got up gathering their joint paper work like she asked him to.

“What happened is everything alright?” He concerned as they walked to her car, she was pacing much faster than usual.

“I don’t know they just called me and told me I’m needed there…urgently!” She exhaled trying to calm her nerves as they buckled to leave. Spencer was sure he hadn’t sat in the passenger seat much tensed as y/n drove quite past the speed limit.

They reached the school and it was almost a bit before the school was supposed to be over since the school buss and the pick up parents were already in their place, plus it was near to their lunch time at bau so Spencer gathered that. The two of them walked through the hallways of the school to the principal’s office and found Julian sitting outside, with crossed arms. Spencer also noticed another kid sitting across him just as upset.

“Julian!” Y/n called out and rushed to him, bending on both of her knees as she scanned the boy for any injuries “What happened?”

“I got into a fight with Tyler” the boy replied with a downcast look as if he was embarrassed for what was about to come.

“It’s okay are you hurt anywhere?” Y/n cooed as he shook his head before she could be briefed more the door to the principal’s office opened as she stood up. “Stay here” she told Spencer as he took a seat next to Julian on the little bench.

“What happened buddy?” Spencer asked him softly as the boy huffed dramatically sitting forward.

“You see Tyler over there?” He whispered back to Spencer “He is always fighting with me. Always. Today Miss Rosie decided to sit the two of us together so we would stop fighting. During recess he stole one of my Oreos and y/n only packs me two!” He exclaimed shrugging his shoulders at Spencer.

“Well isn’t it a good habit to share?” Spencer spoke raising his brows at Julian but he had a resort for that too.

“It is! But he never wants to share the carrots or the spinach he always just steals the Oreos! He does it to everyone! We had an argument after snack time again and he circled all his friends and wasn’t letting it go! So I tried moving past him but he fell…all on his own! I didn’t even push him he wasn’t even hurt but he lied and told everyone I pushed him!” He explained to Spencer very defensively and he took note of his his brows furrowed together just like y/n’s, most of behaviourism habits amongst kids start at home. It looked almost resembling to y/n’s for Julian it was alright but y/n was always this dramatic.

Before Spencer could hear more of that the school bell rang as the kids flooded out of their classrooms along with y/n out of the principal’s office with supposedly Tyler’s mom given how she walked to the other kid with a cross look on her face.

Before y/n could greet her goodbye she left with Tyler rolling her eyes. Sighing y/n looked down at Julian as he held her hand to walk outside. “Come on” she told both of them flatly as they exited the building.

The ride back was completely silent, at least for a moment. Y/n kept looking back at Julian through the rear view mirror as he looked outside the window, acting clueless. “You pushed him?” She amused scoffing with a surprise, finally breaking the silence.

“I did NOT, he held the door to our class with all his friends and wasn’t letting me go!” Julian replied folding his arms.

“So you pushed him?!” Y/n asked again with her eyes on the road but she looked at Julian through the mirror, “And over what? What did you even fight about?”

“Everyone in my class knows you’re the big police-“ Julian began but Spencer couldn’t help interrupting at the term ‘big police’

“Uh what is big police?” He questioned but y/n replied for him shortly.

“FBI is the big police for him.”

“Because it is y/n! I told him you got hurt by your head fighting off the bad guys and everyone thought that was so cool! But because you told Jake’s mom in the morning what actually happened everyone laughed at me why did you do that!” He exclaimed turning around the blame.

“Wow-wow!” Y/n gasped surprised “Why did you lie?” She emphasised on you “I told you I was doing the laundry last night and the edge of the machine hit my head-that’s what happened and that’s what I told jake’s mom because she asked me!” It was infact a lie and Julian’s theory if only to look cool, was right but Spencer knew that and he looked at y/n confused. She gave him a slight nod meaning she’d explain later and he wasn’t the one to burst her lie as it is she would’ve surely thought something behind telling Julian another story.

“That sounds lame! Being the big police fighting bad guys makes you sound so much cooler. Jake told Tyler what you told his mom and you weren’t that cool anymore!” He waved his hands in the air resting them at the sides of his seat.

“Well Julian you know we don’t lie so there’s that…” she explained to him as her voice trailed off.

“And for the record I did not push him! He fell because of him and wasn’t even hurt but he blamed me—also he called you fake!”

“Called me fake?” Y/n asked confused on what that implied even though she wasn’t as interested in first grader’s insults but it mattered to Julian.

“He said FBI stands for fake bad investigation police!” Julian spoke and Spencer couldn’t help but smile at that and remained silent as the scene unfolded in front of him.

“What? I’ve told you what FBI means what does it matter?” She spoke unable to smile herself at how creative first graders were.

“I know and I told him thousand million times that it stands for French stick beauty of investigation.”

“Forensic bureau of investigation.” Both y/n and Spencer corrected him at the same time as he nodded sure that, his pronunciation was the correct one. “Either ways Julian, I know you don’t like Tyler but if you try and be nice to him he’ll be your friend in no time!”

“But I don’t want to be his friend!” Julian exclaimed.

“Yeah and he also steals his Oreos!” Spencer added for him as Julian sat forward in his seat agreeing with Spencer who only found this dispute as funny as y/n did but she was the one who had to deal with it of course.

“Don’t.” She spoke to Spencer “No Julian see if you make up your mind you don’t want to be friends with certain people because you got off on the wrong foot you’ll miss out on a lot of great friendships!”

“Then why are you not friends with Spencer?” The boy asked raising both his brows being in the interrogating position now. “He doesn’t seem a meanie to me! You also once called him the s-word.” Y/n often shared talks of her friends and how her days went in Julian’s language the way he would talk to her about his day and Spencer was well…her arch nemesis.

“The S-word?” Spencer fake gasped crossing his arms at y/n.

“S-t-e-w-p-i-d.” Julian whispered to Spencer but y/n heard it too and she was aware the s-word stood for stupid.

“Wow!” This time Spencer was actually shocked “Stupid? Y/n seriously?”

“Come on” she huffed shrugging it off as if she hadn’t said much worse to his face already and likewise “I am friends with Spencer you see even though he doesn’t listen to me often makes my job harder and always picks fights at me he’s still my friend and I’m nice to him.”

“Of course not!” Spencer exclaimed almost instantly “Im the one who’s nice to her she’s always bullying me.” Both his and Julian’s laugh followed as y/n nudged Spencer’s elbow “See! She is my Tyler-always stealing my coffee…rolls my chair everytime she passes by always-“

“Okay okay that was one time but did you know he’s always whining and making up complains about me to Emily?” Y/n defended herself but as their conversation escalated they’d both realised how many similarities their feud had to a dispute between first graders. Maybe the team wasn’t that wrong after all.

Pulling up by her house y/n dropped off Julian as his nanny was already there, she’d told him she’d return for lunch with him right after she drops off the papers to an ‘actual’ police unit and Julian took a note of flaunting about y/n knowing actual police in his school tomorrow.

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As it was just the two of them in the car again Spencer asked “Why did you tell Julian you got hurt by the edge of the washing machine?” He wouldn’t possibly judge her of course he was just curious given Julian preferred the better sounding story anyways.

“It’s a cool story to him now if I tell him I fought off the bad guy, caught a murderer and so on but you know when he grows up I don’t want him to think that I’m in danger with the job I do…once he reaches an age where he understands more he’ll only be afraid about this stuff and I’d rather him know a lame story than be afraid.” She explained simply as Spencer was a bit stunned. In truth, all their lives often remained on brisk with some complicated cases. But she’d thought much further for how Julian would feel about it, she was that understanding.

The serene worrying air she carried around her whenever anything came to Julian was truly a self or her he wasn’t aware of. The little family she had in Julian, the nurturing childhood she was giving him. As much as it hurt him to think neither of his parents could give that to him what y/n was managing quite well all on her own. Not once she’s shown up at the BAU without a smile or bothered with the hectic scenes of home given raising a child all by oneself wasn’t easy. At the same time it also troubled him why he was thinking of y/n this way, she was great for Julian but what of it? She was still his annoying colleague why did so much thought of her even occupy him?

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I’ve been thinking about a Remus (or ig any ship that includes him?) x metamorphmagus!reader who is always turning into other people in order to mess with people. despite them being very good at acting and visually/audibly indistinguishable from their target, once the moon comes close and his senses are heightened Remus is able to recognize them from scent alone. I also think he’s observant enough that even when his senses are as normal as they can be, he is able to notice little ticks and habits that break through the disguise. I don’t think he would ruin their fun, observing and if he isn’t in pain even helping with their mischief.

It’s just such a cute little concept to me, and I think it could be fun to play with, so I would love to see if you can come up with a little Drabble or something about it! Thank you mother ❤️ I love confident and mischievous readers with quiet but enabling characters

this was a cute concept! thanks for the request! also, I didn't intend for this to be Potter!reader, but with the way the story went it ended up feeling like it had to be potter reader hahaha

Remus Lupin x Potter!reader who is a metamorphmagus [800 words]

CW: fem!reader, 'your mama' insults, talking about students getting it on in a broom closet

“Never thought I’d find myself happier to see this Black than the other one.” Barty Crouch Junior drawled as he sauntered into the library looking innocent for all intents and purposes - but Remus knew better.

“Sod off, Junior.” Sirius sneered back as he glared at the Slytherin from behind his book. 

“Oh, someone’s getting off, I can assure you.” He jeered; a mischievous sparkle shining in his eye giving Remus not nearly enough time to prepare for the coming theatrics. 

“Oh? Could you hear me and your mum last night?” Sirius replied haughtily, turning a page of his book for show. “I’ll try to make sure we’re quieter next time, but she’s a screamer.” 

Barty simply hummed as he dragged a finger across the back of a chair; expression glowing like he was simply loving this. “Are family members not off limits then, Black? Because if that’s the case, someone really ought to tell Reg and Potter that there's no need to be rutting against each other in the third floor broom closet like a couple of ne’er-do-wells.”

Sirius was standing in record time; his chair grating across the floors before landing with a thunk and his book (prop) laying long forgotten.

“You’re not serious.” Sirius spat menacingly, a true testament to how riled up he got over his brother and best friend (even though the two had been publicly dating for almost two months now) that he didn’t even bother censoring himself against the verb form of his name.

“Deadly.” Barty smirked, and that was all it took for Sirius to go racing off into the castle to cause a bigger scene than either Regulus or James had been prior to the announcement of their secret tryst. 

The library returned to its prior volume as Remus watched 'Barty' simply stare after the last place Sirius could be seen. 

“That’s not nice, dove.” Remus chided gently, though he didn’t bother hiding his smirk as he stared back down at his book.

“Whatever do you mean, Lupin?” You sneered back, but you were wearing a beaming smile that told him clearly you knew the ruse was up. 

“James has been trying very hard to make sure he isn’t throwing his relationship with Regulus in Sirius’ face.” Remus explained tiredly, though it was all for show. 

“And James has been making it very hard for me to not want to stab myself with a quill during quidditch practices.” You pouted as you took the seat across from him.

“All this over quidditch drills?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

You didn’t break his gaze nor the pout of your lips as you added “and he ate the last of my fizzing whizzbees.” 

Remus hummed in understanding. “An egregious crime, certainly.”

“Right? What would you have done if he’d eaten all your chocolate?”

“Nothing short of murder; he’d be out the dormitory window.”

“See, I knew you’d get it.” You replied with a smirk, though your eyes turned soft as you looked him over.

“Be nice to your brother.” He murmured quietly, earning a dramatic groan as you threw your head back in exasperation.

“I don’t have to be nice to him, he’s my brother.” 

“What would your mum say?” He asked as he leaned back in his chair and held his book against his lips to hide the smile on his face.

You groaned again and looked over at him nonplussed. “To be nice to my brother.” You offered back in monotone.

He lowered his book so you could see his beaming smile, causing you to launch forward in an attempt to swipe his book from him only for him to catch your wrist instead.

“How did you even know it was me? I thought I had the impression down pat.” You murmured quietly, face now inches from his.

“You certainly look like Junior.” Remus conceded as he gave you a once over. “But he would have never let that comment about his mum fly.”

You let out a bark of laughter that Remus knew to be only yours. “That’s true, I suppose. I’ll do better next time.”

Remus gave you a shake of his head in faux admonishment as he leaned closer to you. “I’ll always recognise my sweet girl.” He murmured, massaging the inside of your wrist that he was holding captive with his thumb. “I’d recognise you by smell alone.” 

Your gaze turned hungry as your eyes flit down to his lips and then back up again. 

But Remus pulled away before you could connect your lips to his.

“Do not kiss me as Barty Crouch Junior.” He deadpanned, causing you to let out raucous laughter that got you more than a few shush’s from surrounding tables before he watched you melt back into yourself.

Remus loved your mischief, but this was by far his favourite version of you.

Mine - Megumi x reader (18+)

You and your boyfriend Megumi decide to go out for the day. To the beach. Your trip is cut short when someone decides to flirt with you, and Megumj is intent on showing you exactly who you belong to.

"Megumi."

"Yes baby."

"Can we bring the demon dogs to the beach? I'm sure they will have loads of fun." your boyfriend sighed heavily in the next room.

He had never understood your obsession with his demon dogs. Everywhere you went you requested the demon dogs company, and you knew Megumi was only so discontent with the fact because you often gave them plenty of attention.

Forehead kisses, hugs and head scratches.

Still, his arsenal of weapons didn't contain a will to deny you, so he always said yes.

But you did try and delegate your affection to your lovely boyfriend too. Hugging him, kissing him, cuddling him and complimenting him to your hearts content.

Tying the sides of the cute pink bikini you'd bought a few weeks prior you then tied a white sarong around your waist. After seeing the gorgeous weather you'd asked to go on a exertion to the beach, Megumi had agreed.

You'd accidentally let it slip to Nobara and Yuji though, to Megumi's discontent, meaning they were tagging along too.

"Yeah, they can come." leaving the bathroom you glided over to your boyfriend, kissing him sweetly "Thank you." with an added hue to his cheeks he glanced off to the side "No problem."

He was in a white shirt and some black swim shorts and sliders, ready to hit Tokyo's beaches.

"You look beautiful in that bikini baby." beaming up at him you did a little dramatic spin "I thought you might like it." laughing when he snatched your hips and tugged you against his chest you rested a hand on his cheek.

He was so handsome when he got worked up from your teasing. That hard set of his jaw, the slight furrow of his brows. Leaning up you kissed him again, this time he let his hands fall to your ass, the flimsy material of your sarong not providing much protection.

Moaning slightly you stood on your tip toes, pushing your chest flush with his. It wasn't often you got full days off from training, recently Gojo's work trips had been few and far between so we couldn't sneak them like we normally would.

Evenings off were nice, but a day off was a treat never not taken advantage of.

Knocking on Megumi's door had you tearing away from him as you both sighed heavily in unison. If Gojo wasn't there to get in your way, someone else always was.

"Hurry up you guys! We won't get sunbeds otherwise." frowning you let your head fall against Megumi's chest, dissapointed a session of much needed sex had been ripped from you.

Sure, you had had sex last night, but you and Megumi could never have enough sex. That was a sentiment you know for a fact he agreed with whole heartedly.

"There's plenty of time for that later baby, don't worry."

"Oh, so you are telling me you arent annoyed?" quirking an eyebrow you relished in his little 'tch'.

"You know that isn't what I mean baby, now be a good girl for me and I'll treat you later." kissing you he summoned his demon dogs before answering the door.

Snatching your bag you pet the demon dogs before joining your boyfriend who eagerly wrapped an arm around your waist. Smiling you faced Yuji and Nobara.

"Hi guys, are you alright?"

"Yeah, so excited to spend some time in the sun." Nobara soughed, popping out her hip and resting a hand on it "I'm gunna have a pint of ice cream." Yuji announced, Nobara scoffed while you laughed.

Yuji never failed to surprise you with his outlandish tasks he set out on.

"Anyway, let's go. I blagged us a car ride from Ijichi." Nobara boasted while heading towards the front of the school. You and Megumi shared a glance before following along after them.

In Nobara's language blagged meant she had threatened someone's life for a 'favour' she would never return.

Once at the beach Nobara and Yuji ran off while you pestered Megumi about ice cream. You had a real craving for it right now and you couldn't wait another second.

Which was why you were stood at an ice cream store pointing at the strawberry flavor.

"Please may I have two scoops of strawberry with strawberry sauce please, oh and a wafer, thank you." smiling politely you shifted uneasily when the guy serving you smiled oddly and didn't speak.

Inching towards Megumi you took his hand, unsettled by the feeling residing in your stomach. Unlike your boyfriend you didn't practise jujutsu, you were a regular high school student. Megumi simply offered for you to live with him out of want and convenience.

Your parents had passed away a few months ago, by a curse. That was actually how you met Megumi, and one thing led to another and here you were today. He had helped you a lot, he was the only reason you were where you were today.

"Can you stop looking at my girlfriend like that." Megumi grunted, his frustration mounting at the fact someone dared to look at a sweet thing like you in such a disgusting manner. Not only that you were his. No one else's.

"Like what?" he challenged while scooping the ice cream. Squeezing Megumi's hand you sighed "Leave it. He isn't worth it." you peered up into his eyes and he nodded after a tense moment, kissing your forehead. A silent promise.

Today was meant to be a break for the both of you, there was no point letting some perverted weirdo mess it all up.

When he slid the ice cream over the counter and frowned when you saw the lack of sauce. Fortunately, Megumi had noticed too, and he looked pissed.

"She asked for sauce too, are you fucking dumb?" oh dear. When Megumi started swearing that meant he was really unhappy. So much for not making a scene.

The weirdo glared at Megumi while taking the pot back, before softening when they returned back to you. As he drizzled the sauce on he licked his lips. Your appetite diminished in an instant.

Stepping forward Megumi grabbed the guy and ripped him over the counter, throwing him to the ground "Who the fuck do you think you are?" grabbing Megumi's arm you tugged fruitlessly. This guy was going to be lucky if he got off with a concussion, he had really pissed off Megumi.

As soon as Megumi's fist smashed against the guys face the crowd collectively gasped. Fearing he would get into trouble you wrapped around his body and tried to haul him back as he pummeled the guys face.

"Megumi please stop." breathing heavily he let up, leaving a bloody mess of a face on who had tested his anger. Leaving him wheezing on the ground you dragged Megumi away from the public eye.

Oh he is going to get in so much trouble.

Winding down a nature trail away from the watchful eyes of the public you sat him down on a bamboo bench. Your eyes zoned in on the pot of ice cream in his bloody hand.

"You said you wanted it." handing it to you caused you to smile. He was far too sweet for his own good.

Reaching for your bag you removed your little first aid kit and reached for some alcohol wipes "Why do you have that?"

"Well, I know you are a jujutsu sorcerer, so I always keep a first aid kit and pain killers on hand. You never know what will happen, do you?" the idea of you worrying about him so greatly had his heart beating erratically.

Taking his hand you swiped delicately at the cuts, mindful of how much he must be hurting "Thank you... I know you'll get in trouble for what you did... you didn't need to-"

"I wasn't going to let him treat you in such a manner baby. He was asked to stop and didn't, he had no right to make you feel uncomfortable." kissing him you refrained from distracting yourself any further until he was bandaged up.

Cupping his face in your hand you smirked "I think you are awfully sweet, my dearest Megumi." locking your lips with his again you hummed contently when he slid his tongue into your mouth.

The kiss quickly turned more ferocious, Megumi's hands cupping your ass as he tugged you onto his lap. Digging your hands into his hair you hungered after him.

No other man could possibly make you feel so safe, so appreciated, so wanted. You didn't think another man existed who would have done what Megumi did for you.

When Megumi ground against you, his cock hard and straining against his swim shorts. You can just imagine the bead of pre leaking from the tip. The image had you rutting against him despite your better judgement.

This was a public path, it wouldn't take much for someone to stroll down and catch us all over one another.

"We shouldn't." your thoughts ended when Megumi kissed your jaw as he would your mouth, all tongue and open mouthed. Moaning, one of your hands fisted in his hair, your pussy undeniably wet from your kiss alone.

Dragging his teeth along the tender flesh of your neck he lapped at that deliciously sweet spot under your jaw. As soon as his teeth latched onto the skin your hips rutted against his cock, your clothes aggravating you immensely.

"Let me have it." you begged as Megumi sucked viciously on your neck. Fuck, you should have brought a scarf out with him and his territorial habits.

Megumi used his hold on your hips to help you steadily grind against his cock. The sharp gasps of pleasure he released had you whimpering his name, pure need lacing it.

"Do you need it baby?"

"Y-yeah. I always need it Megumi."

"There's a good girl." he purred while nudging your bikini out of the way.

His tongue ran over your nipple repeatedly, coating it in a healthy layer of saliva. Everything he did was so fucking attractive, most of the time it was impossible for you to function.

You distinctly remember one time when you returned home from college that day and Megumi was sat in bed reading a book. It was some classic you'd never heard of, but you remembered him, and how he looked.

Strewn out on the bed, his hair slightly mused from a towel dry after his shower. One of those black shirts he was so fond of lounging around in and some joggers. His relaxed pose paired with that gorgeous face had you stumbling over to him.

The pair of you had great sex that night.

Megumi popping your nipple into his mouth had you bouncing on his cock. Hopefully, it would rile him up so much he would just fuck right into you. That wasn't your sole intention though, you were actually that turned on by him.

"Such a needy girl, aren't you baby?" nodding your agreement you stared into Megumi's blues. A tint of a flush had appeared on his cheeks but you knew yours were a rash shade of pink by now. Just how Megumi liked it.

"Are you gunna show me how badly you need it?" again, you nodded while climbing off his lap. You knew what he was referring to, and you were more than happy to give him exactly what it was he wanted.

Except as you were about to crouch down, he gently took your arms. Freezing you peered up at him questioningly, did he mean he wanted you to do something else?

"One second baby, stay right there." releasing you he tugged off his top and folded it a few times to form a smallish rectangle. Reaching down he placed it on the stone path, right where you'd be putting your knees.

Pressing a deep kiss to your lips, he then sat back, abs now on display "Didn't want you to cut up your knees." the sweet gesture had your stomach exploding with butterflies. Who else would have ever been so thoughtful?

No one, was the answer.

God he was so fucking perfect.

Snapping back into action, you freed his cock from his shorts and the sight was just as you imagined it. The tip a rich red, a bead of glistening pre-come resting on the tip.

Taking him into your hand you pumped him a few times before delivering a kitten lick to the tip of his cock. Megumi's muscles flexed as he grunted, it taking all of his will power to refrain from fucking your throat raw.

His control only remained tethered because he wanted to put his all into fucking you. He wanted to reserve as much energy as he could.

Pressing a final teasing kiss to his tip you finally took some of his cock into your mouth. Megumi's deep groan had you forgetting you were still very much in public, and could very well be caught red handed.

Humming you held onto his thighs and urged yourself to take him deeper. Once his tip hit the back of your throat, you gagged and Megumi rolled his hips involuntarily. You were just too warm and felt too good for him to resist.

"Fuck... that's my good girl... all mine aren't you?" seen as you couldn't speak to tell him yes you were all his, you showed him. Languidly sucking his cock you followed up by brushing your tongue against him as you began to bob your head.

Placing one of your hands at the bottom of his cock you swivelled your wrist, providing a different kind of stimulation to the parts of his cock you couldn't reach.

Immersing yourself in the feel of his cock in your mouth, you felt your hips grind eagerly against the air. The weight of his cock against your tongue, the slightly salty taste of his pre making your clit throb with need.

"Fuck baby, up." startled by his order you fell back onto your heels, gazing up at him as he confused you more and more every minute.

"Did I do something wrong?" started by your words Megumi froze, he didn't believe you seriously thought anything about that was wrong. In his eyes you were perfect, clearly he needed to show you.

Reaching down he cupped your face, delving into another bruising kiss "You never do anything wrong baby."

"Then why did you-"

"I want to come inside your pretty pussy, let it know that it's mine and mine alone." climbing back to your feet you clung to Megumi as he too stood up.

"Kneel on the bench baby." as he spoke he yanked on the strings of your underwear, tossing the bottoms to the edge of the bench.

Crawling onto the bench as instructed you felt him push you over the back of the bench. Grasping to the backside of the bench you found you had little support.

Good thing Megumi was on top of that too.

Grasping onto your hips he nudged your legs apart before teasing your entrance with his cock. It was then you realised you hadn't had any prep to take him and you usually needed plenty.

Opening your mouth to voice the fact was cut short when Megumi forced the tip of his cock into you.

"Ah! Megu-" he continued to ease his way into you, not struggling with your resistance to the sudden and large intrusion. Panting you wriggled around, not sure what your motivation was exactly, after all you never wanted to get away from Megumi.

"Shit you are... tight baby."

"Too big." Megumi massaged your ass in his hands as his hips rutted forwards filling you to the brim with his cock. You choked as the feeling of being stuffed so full overwhelmed you.

A few seconds adjustment were all you received before Megumi began to pound into you. His jealousy reigning for a moment, images of someone daring to touch what was his sending him feral.

"This is my pussy. Mine to fuck. Mine to devour. Mine to pump full of my come. Not some fucking accident who should never have been born into this world. Someone so undeserving of you. This pussy should be nothing short of worshipped by me." scratching at the wood of the bench as his cock slammed into you you fought for breath between moans.

He was angling his hips to hit that spot. Your back was arched and your thighs were shaking as your come dripped down your thighs.

"Megumi!" you cried when he hit your g-spot just right. The force he was fucking you with had the bench wobbling against the stone as the legs screeched to find purchase.

"Aren't you such a good girl? Squeezing my cock like that, taking my cock so fucking well. Who's is this pussy? Tell me who's body this is, every beautiful curve, dimple and crevice... fucking tell me." the pants and moans he released had your pussy fluttering around his cock.

Words to reply to him built in your throat but quickly died out when his cock stretched you again and again "Gone dumb from my cock have you baby? Am I making this pretty pussy feel good?"

"Y-yes... harder... deeper... please." you sobbed as you thrust your hips back against him.

Megumi swore as his hands gripped you tighter, tugging you to meet his thrusts. The brutal fucking had tears streaming down your face, every stroke of his cock dragging you towards what you knew would be a devastating orgasm.

Pleasure continued to ripple through you as Megumi snarled dirty promises into the air. You were dripping for him and anyone who walked into this scene wouldn't be challenged to tell. The sounds your bodies were making were scandalous.

"Come for me baby, come all over my cock, show me you are my good girl." squeezing your eyes shut you grappled onto the bench as one particular thrust caused it to almost tater over.

"Megumi!" you screamed as your orgasm doused you in tidal sized waves of pleasure. A distant 'fuck' was heard behind you but you were too focused on the body you possessed but couldn't control.

When Megumi came inside you, you moaned, the warmth of him inside you a feeling so erotic you yearned for another round already.

Little did you know Megumi had something very similar to that in mind. His eyes were tracking yours and his come leaking out of your pussy, coating your thighs in a generous layer of your arousal.

His possessive nature flared to a new height again as he got to his knees before you. The fact someone had dared to stare at you with those eyes, in front of him no less, made him fucking murderous.

You were his, and his alone.

Groaning he burried his face inbetween your legs, instantly lapping at your clit and drinking from your weeping pussy.

Gasping at the extra spike of uncomfortable pain you attempted to pull yourself away. Normally, it took more than one orgasm for you to get overstimulated but that orgasm he just delivered to you was out of this world. So, you weren't surprised another after one so intense was jarring to your body.

"Megumi... too much." you slurred while wiggling away "Hold still baby, let me taste us." Megumi mumbled before delving back into his meal.

His tongue was dipping into your pussy, properly tasting the result of your intense and passionate fucking. Panting you fought to keep your hips still, understanding you were getting another orgasm whether you deemed it too much or not.

Assisting in your ride of pleasure you raised shaky hands and plucked at your nipples before rolling to sooth the pain. Now, your moans had transformed to whimpers and pleas.

Pleas your hungry boyfriend answered.

Sucks to your clit and his tongue dipping inside you had another gentler orgasm lulling you in a state of post-orgasm sleep.

"Baby." Megumi whispered as he picked you up "We need to head back."

"Mhm... we are lucky that no one saw us." Megumi laughed lowly, the sound warm and masculine, it igniting a fire that swirled in your lower stomach.

Nothing made you happier than seeing him happy.

"You didn't think I'd let someone see us did you? I've had the demon dogs guarding the path." of course, you should have guessed.

Megumi was jealous as the best of times, today had been a clear representation of just how possessive he was. One wrong look from a guy and he was glaring daggers at them, ready to square up and fight.

Naturally, Megumi got plenty of female attention but he didn't even entertain them. Not that you did, of course, but you could let those things go. You trusted your boyfriend unconditionally as he did with you. If either of you had any issues or problems you both knew it would be addressed.

Megumi just had that jealous side to him you adored.

You hope with all your heart that part of him never dies.

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"Where the hell have you two been?" Yuji bellowed as he ran towards you and Megumi. He had to carry you in the end as walking proved impossible for you. In your hand was a strawberry ice cream, plenty of sauce and a wafer from a different shop.

Megumi smiled and looked off "We got lost."

"Lost?" Nobara scoffed as Megumi set you down on a sunbed, the pair of you stealing a knowing glance.

"Yes, Nobara lost."

"They are definitely lying." Nobara attempted to whisper to Yuji, unfortunately for her she was not very secretive.

Megumi and you laughed as Nobara cryptically tried to insinuate what you'd been doing, not that either of you'd admit it.

It had been a lovely day out.

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REGULUS BLACK

[ ⭐ ] - recommended/ stuff I’m proud of. [ P ] - popular [16+] - might contain suggestive language/implied smut

FLUFF ONESHOTS

drunk nights pt.1 | pt.2 [⭐] [P]

midnight lullabies [P]

the door [P] [⭐] [16+]

every little detail  [⭐]

studying stars [P]

words unsaid [⭐] [P] [16+]

another mask [⭐]

the break in pt.1 | pt 2 [⭐] [P]

love letters [P]

wishes and a gift [⭐]

forbidden forest  

guide to run  

melodies  

the night we met [⭐]

of monsters and men [⭐] [16+]

the best man

tricks and charms

how to slither-in

one, two, i love you

the love club

palace walls

midnight chase

ANGST / BITTERSWEET ENDINGS

across the sea  

smoke and mirrors 

the night we met [⭐]

DIALOGUE PROMPTS (short)

“I told the moon about you.” [⭐]

“no offense, but if I go missing, I hope everyone thinks the boyfriend did it.” [⭐]

“she’s my wife.”

“we could be like Romeo and Juliet.”

“no, thanks, I don’t think my luck will hold out.”

“I can’t say no to angels”

“I’m the queen of the castle!”

“for you, I’ll make an exception.”

“when you hold my hand, I know everything will be alright.”

“I mean it when I say I’d protect you.”

“a hug would be nice “

“I’d do anything for you.”

“you’ll always have me.”

“i think we both need a therapist to figure out whatever the hell this is.”

HEADCANONS ~ imagines but in bulletin form.

compliments [P]

ace in space boy (asexual!regulus)

stargazing with regulus

mornings with regulus (short)

being married to regulus would include

taking care of drunk reggie

dad!regulus on mother’s day

PREFERENCES ~ headcanons of many characters in a single post.

how you meet

proposal

24 Hours

request: a blurb where he actually gets mad at JJ when she confesses to love him but doesn't really say anything at the moment. But then when he introduces reader to the team as his girlfriend, JJ is being kinda rude to her. She tries to tell him she doesn't like her, that she's not good for him. And spencer gets mad and protective👀 maybe he even throws a "i'm going to marry her, whether you like it or not".

a/n: my return piece !!

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (Fluff)

Word Count: 2.2k

Spencer sees red when he walks out of the jewelry store after shooting the unsub.

JJ is the first girl he has ever asked out, someone he pined over for years after her subtle rejection at the Redskins game. He understood her reasoning. It would have been impractical for them to add relationship highs and lows to everything the BAU has been through over fourteen years, and that's if they stayed together. If they hadn't, things would have been even more complicated.

Also she just generally didn't like him that way. Or so he thought.

It didn't mean she wasn't his ideal for many years. His first love, who had so many traits he didn't have that he desperately wanted.

His confirmation he would be unlucky in love came after that with Maeve, who he once again thought could be the one for him. And then he realized that maybe the person for him had been taken away from him.

Then he met Y/n, and it all seemed worth it. All those terrible nights of crying and feeling like he would forever be alone, all the times he was the only single one on the team, knowing everyone was going home to someone they loved unconditionally and relied on for support.

She's the sun and the moon, and he fell in love so fast he couldn't stop it. Luckily, she did too.

Until JJ fucked it up.

The truth she had to tell to get them out alive dropped an atomic bomb on his newly formed life plans.

Spencer doesn't speak to her that night as they finish their recounts and reports. She leaves it out, though, he discovers, opting to write the secret about her miscarriage instead of confessing her love for her best friend and the godfather of her kids.

It messes with his head the whole way home. He can't sleep on the jet, even if he wanted to as he tried to work out what he was feeling.

All JJ does is send him pleading looks, and all he does is get angry because how dare she do this now? After she had fifteen years of them working together, all those chances to tell him how she felt.

He would have married and had a family with her, the family he always wanted. It's always stayed in the back of his head for so long, and just as he sees someone else in that role in his dreams, she drudges all of it back up.

It's such a long flight, and he taps his foot the whole way while staring out the window, not even able to read.

He goes to Y/n's. He's not sure what he's going to say, how much of it he's going to tell her, but he needs to see her to cool off the fury boiling out of him.

"Hey, handsome." She calls out when he walks in the door as cheerful as ever.

He feels a pit of guilt sink into his stomach because he can't tell her without ruining everything they delicately have put together. Maybe it's wrong to lie by omission, but his brain keeps coming back to fault. And it's JJ's fault. She's the one who's jeopardizing everything.

"Hi, gorgeous." He replies, walking into the living room to find her laying on the couch, book in her hands and her head on the armrest. He's reminded how accurate the petname he calls her by is when he's taken off guard by her breathless beauty. "How are you liking it?" He asks.

"It's good." She answers, putting the book down. "But that's because it's very you."

She gets up, meeting him behind the couch to cup his jaw, stroking over his skin and staring into his eyes for a moment before kissing him properly.

He relaxes into it, the tension in his shoulders easing and his brain slowing down for a moment. It's heavenly, as always, and it's what being loved is meant to feel like.

"How was your case?" She asks when she pulls back, still not daring to move too far away from him.

He tenses instantly at that, totally readable behavior, but he's got to perfect excuse to play it off. "It was rough." He holds out his bandaged hand that he's been avoiding showing her. "I got hurt."

"Shit." She straightens up, noticing how big it looked. "What happened?"

"Cut it on glass." He answers, not going as far as to say where he was when it occurred. "I'm fine, though. Promise."

She nods, reassured. "We've got to be up in, like, six hours, you know?" She reminds him of the time.

With the amount of coffee and adrenaline in his system, he barely registered it was already past 2 in the morning. Usually, they would have stayed in LA for the night, but being home in time for Rossi's wedding trumped a good night of sleep for everyone.

"Can I sleep here?" He wonders, awkwardly looking down at his feet.

"Duh. I'm not going to kick you out and make you come pick me up so we can go tomorrow morning." She jokes. "Picked up your suit, too. You're going to look very handsome."

Spencer grins because she seriously can't get more perfect. She still feels so unattainable, but he'd do anything to make sure he doesn't lose her.

He really should tell her, but he can't. Not right now.

Y/n snaps him out of it. "Bedtime now?"

"Please." He agrees gratefully, keeping his arms wrapped around her while they walk to her bedroom.

He keeps her close while they go through the motions of getting ready for bed. Spencer quickly sheds his suit and both of them brush their teeth.

His head is on the pillow for only a few seconds before he's asleep, and she follows soon after.

The alarm going off isn't as much of a problem when Spencer is lying in bed next to her, arm wrapped around her waist. It's one of the things she misses a lot when he's away.

"Hi, beautiful," Spencer whispers, a husky voice as always. He's glad he fell asleep quickly, not having wanted to sit up thinking about the stupid things JJ has said. He just couldn't understand why it was coming up now. Sleep provided absolutely no clarity.

She grins at him. "Hi."

"Are you ready for today?" He asks softly.

"A little nervous," Y/n admits. The BAU is his family after all. His mom is there but the BAU has been where he's spent most of his life for the last 15 years.

"They'll love you." Because I love you. Spencer assures her.

She smiles softly, feeling a little better. "Let's get up then."

Spencer agrees, not before planting a few kisses on her lips and hugging her tightly.

They get ready side by side, feeling a great sense of domesticity. She's never gotten close to someone as quickly as she has with Spencer. Somehow, it's not scary that it's happened this way.

"Wow, you're very gorgeous," Spencer tells her as she touches up the final strand of her hair, adding enough hairspray that it won't fall out. He stands in the doorway of the bathroom, admiring her. "Wow."

"Thank you." Y/n spins around to look at him in his deep maroon suit. It matches her dress color which she agrees looks very nice on her. "And you're very handsome."

"Ready? The car is coming soon." He says.

She nods, fixing her bracelet. "Let's do it."

There are still some nerves as the car takes them to the venue. Spencer does a good job of assuring her it'll be okay, his hand like a magnet to her thigh. He seems slightly off like there's something out of place, but she shrugs it off. She hopes he's being cute and afraid his friends still say something embarrassing.

The venue and interior are exquisite as they make their way in. She takes a deep breath before they come across the man of the day, welcoming everyone at the entrance. She has no doubt that the value of the artwork in this room totals her apartment and everything in it.

"Spencer." Rossi, supposably, greets him in a tight hug.

"This is my girlfriend, Y/n." Spencer introduces them.

As she expects, and as she was warned about by Spencer, Rossi pulls her in for a hug, immediately calming her nerves with his warm greeting. "It's so nice to meet you. This one won't stop talking about you." Rossi jokes, nodding at an increasingly reddening Spencer.

"It's nice to meet you too." She smiles. "Thank you for inviting me."

Rossi nods. "Of course, it's a pleasure."

And then the rest of the introductions begin. Everyone's so kind, like she expected. She's seen photos and heard stories but everyone seems to have more personality than he conveyed. She's quickly fast friends with Penelope and Tara who do their absolute best to make sure Y/n's feeling comfortable.

It's how she ends up being dragged onto the dance floor after the ceremony. Once the alcohol starts flowing, there's no more anxiousness left and some extroverted spirit has been brought out.

Spencer's not one to dance, but he's one to admire. Only Y/n, though. She looks angelic, despite the old-style dance moves.

He's so wrapped up in watching her that he doesn't register JJ's heels on the ground as she approaches him. It's only when she sits next to him that his head turns around to face her.

He waits for her to speak first. Hopefully, provide some explanation.

"Spencer." She says his name softly, almost like how he used to imagine she'd say it if they were together. Much to his surprise, she doesn't go into any detail about the bomb she'd dropped less than 24 hours ago. "I'm worried about you."

He doesn't hide his scoff. "Worried about me?" He repeats.

She goes for another tactic, trying not to get him mad. "You don't think you're rushing into this?"

"Rushing into what, Jennifer?" He spits back, snapping to anger. Using her first name drives the point home, almost unnecessarily when he sounds so angered.

"You know what I mean." She continues. "You've only been talking about her for a few weeks and now she's here."

He can't fathom that she'd suggest he's rushing into a relationship. He's been careful and deliberate, but Y/n's safe, and she's proved it time and time again.

"She's been part of my life for 6 months." Spencer fact-checks her. "And you said I seemed happier since I met her."

JJ stalls, regrouping before trying another angle. "She's just not what I expected. Is she really the type you should be with?"

"What does that mean?" Spencer states, more furious than ever. There's a chance he will fully snap at her and he wouldn't be sorry.

"I feel like you should be with someone extroverted." She suggests. "You know, someone to get you out of your shell."

Spencer needs a deep breath. "You're not being a good friend right now." He tells her much more calmly. There's not one thing he doesn't love about Y/n, whether she's more on the extroverted or introverted side."I'm going to marry her, whether you like it or not." It's not even what he expected to come out of his mouth.

"Spence-" JJ tries again to reason with him.

"No, don't you dare," Spencer says firmly. "You flew back and forth from New Orleans so many times to see Will, without telling us once and we were all accepting of your relationship. If you don't like my relationship, I don't care. But it's not too soon for me to know. We can talk about what you told me later, but for now, I'm going to dance with my girlfriend." Without another word, he gets up and walks off, leaving her a little gobsmacked.

Y/n frowns at him as he approaches the dance floor. "Are you okay?" She checks.

"More than okay," Spencer tells her with a soft smile.

"Dance with me then." She says, mirroring her smile and holding out her hand.

"I'd love to." He takes her hand just as a slow song comes on for them to sway together.

JJ gets ignored by him for the rest of the night, something unnoticed by Y/n but purposeful by Spencer. But it's fun. So much fun. And he's sure he wouldn't be having as much fun had Y/n not been there. She truly makes his day.

They're in the car later that night, parked near her apartment, ice cream eaten on the trip home. "I'm in love with you," Spencer admits when her laughter falls off after he tells a joke.

It's not a word they've said before.

Her expression is of pure shock, but joy quickly creeps in. "I'm in love with you too." She tells him, grinning.

And it's an entirely better confession than the one he heard 24 hours ago.

twelve days of kinkmas

【13th to 24th of December.】

note: this is 18+ content. nsfw. very kinky stuff y’all. please practice safe, consensual sex okay mom.

all tom holland x fem!reader unless indicated otherwise. (some may be toms characters)

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day 1 ↠ face fucking, spit play + face slapping.

day 2 ↠ pain kink, masochism + choking.

day 3 ↠ impact play + overstimulation.

day 4 ↠ bondage + manhandling. w/ college!peter parker

day 5 ↠ humiliation, degradation + thigh riding. w/ fratboy!tom

day 6 ↠ exhibitionism + mirror sex. 

day 7 ↠ spanking, praise + facial w/ professor!tom

day 8 ↠ breeding kink, rough + cockwarming. w/ mob!tom

day 9 ↠  dom/sub dynamics, ass play + anal sex.

day 10  ↠ voyeurism, toy usage + edging w/ boxer!tom

day 11 ↠ sub!tom, praise kink + pegging.

day 12 ↠ threesome w/ harrison osterfield.