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Dawg how are you 22 with a wife and kids you should be outside playing
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mirror palais "the nereid gown" in petal pink | from the "laces and silks" collection
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mal i need to know what’s on ur mind regarding sej rnrn
— ivy / @inkluvs
omg I have so many thoughts ….. I’m so glad u asked
peacekeeper!sejanus x covey!reader is my fav, he’d be soooo enamoured with you. he’d come to all of your shows no matter how tired he is. he’d bring you gifts — flowers, sweets, a pretty ribbon he found at the market — spending all his money on you even though you tell him he doesn’t have to. he’d sneak out at night to see you and colour you with giggly kisses in a dark alleyway. he’d tell his ma all about you in letters and he’d promise to take you to meet her one day. he’d love to spend his free days at the lake with you, kissing your bare shoulders and listening to you sing and laying in the sun with you, and picking flowers for you and putting one in your hair. ugh he is such a loverboy <3333
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Stumble
James is drunk and you are easily flustered. James Potter x kinda shy!reader
cw: mentions of drinking, being drunk, swearing, slight mention of smut
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You would’ve been scared of the sudden sound of your front door opening if you hadn’t heard your boyfriend's erratic giggles echoing from behind the entrance, along with someone fervently shushing him.
“Fuck Prongs, are you trying to wake up the whole bleedin’ city?” You heard Sirius’ irritated voice.
You rushed to the front door to see all the commotion, you knew that James had gone out with Remus and Sirius tonight, but you didn’t expect them to be home so early.
“Oh thank fuck you’re awake.” Sirius sighed in relief, nudging your bumbling boyfriend towards you.
“Angel! Oh Merlin, I missed you.” He flung himself towards you, nearly sending you both tumbling to the carpeted floor. You giggled despite yourself.
“Someone had fun tonight.” You stroked the hair at the nape of his neck, feeling the light amount of sweat coating the tendrils.
“Oh believe me, he did." Sirius said, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "He got slightly drunk within thirty minutes and started sharing way too much information about the two of you.” Your face heated and scrunched at that, thankful Sirius chose not to share specifics. “Then he tried to order a lemonade to slow down, but the bartender thought he meant a vodka lemonade. Dumbass didn’t notice until his fourth.” Sirius cracked up, clearly finding humor at his friend's expense.
“Oh baby,” You laughed in pity. “Thanks for getting him home, Siri.” You waved at your friend before he left, while he muttered something about can’t take him anywhere as he shut the door.
“Y/N…” James slurred, still not letting you go. “My girl, my sweet baby girl, I missed you so much.”
“You saw me not three hours ago, Jamie.” You said gently, trying to urge him towards your shared bedroom. He finally relented, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and side-hugging you as you both walked down the hall (you walked at least, he stumbled).
“I know! A whole three hours without seeing this pretty face.” He tried to boop your nose but ended up just pawing at your face. “How am I supposed to thrive under these conditions? I felt myself dying, I was being drained. You’re too cute to be kept from me.” You thanked your lucky stars he was probably too wasted to notice how his words affected you.
You were always easily flustered by James, anytime he was his usual sickly sweet self your whole body heated and you couldn’t look him in the eye. He made you feel all too exposed and all too small at the same time. Thankfully, he was a kind boyfriend and rarely used his powers to torment you (despite how much he wanted to declare his love for you every second of every day). But apparently, in his impaired state he either didn’t remember how he made you suffer or didn’t care.
You walked through the bedroom (having to tug James away from the bed, which was very difficult considering he was both strong and dead weight), into the ensuite.
“You’ve gotta brush your teeth, Jamie.” He whined but complied, grabbing his toothbrush and jumping onto the counter like a little kid. "Thank you." You said, being extra gentle with him in this state.
“How am I supposed to disobey when you sound so cute bossing me around?” You rolled your eyes, trying to keep from getting dizzy with affection. You put some paste onto his brush and he got to cleaning his teeth, keeping his doe-eyes on you the whole time. He brushed for about 20 seconds before jumping from the counter, spitting and rinsing his mouth. He didn’t waste any time grabbing for you.
“Jamie, c’mon, let’s get you changed.”
“Yeah? You gonna strip me down, baby?” You stifled a pained laugh, turning to ash on the spot. “If you wanted me naked you just had to say so, you didn’t have to pretend there was another reason. Sneaky girl.” He grabbed your face in his hands and squished your cheeks, kissing your pushed-out lips. You shook him off and he quickly started undressing down to his boxers. Once he was done with that he grabbed you again.
“Let’s get to bed.” You tried to gently lead him over but he flung you both onto the mattress. You every so gently pulled his glasses form his face, folding them and setting them on the nightstand.
“Never stop touching me, I can’t handle it.” He whined, looking deep into your eyes with enough love to make your chest burn. “You’re too pretty to let go. Way too pretty. You’re like, glowing. You always are. It’s no fair, Angel.” He grabbed your face in his hands and started kissing all over your face.
You had a feeling the night was nowhere close to being over.
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i think the best kind of big cock is the kind you’d never expect him to have until he pulls it out and you get genuinely afraid because you think you’re a little way in over your head. he’s almost embarrassed by it too because you’re not the first one to react but he really likes you so he gets a little nervous or shy. they’re usually really sweet and friendly or a type that’s silent.. yeah.
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Me looking at myself in the mirror at 3am after reading smut for 4 hours straight instead of sleeping:
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remus lupin who loves to sneak up and hug you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder to give you sloppy neck kisses. remus lupin who asks you to sing him to sleep. remus lupin who begs you to help him in potions, the only class he's barely passing. remus lupin who always brings you food at the most random times. like you'll be in the middle of a history lesson and he'll just pull out an apple, offering you a bite. remus lupin who ends up doing your homework for you when you ask him for help. remus lupin who always has a book in hand. remus lupin who loves to lay his head in your lap when you're reading in bed together. remus lupin who gets flustered when you want to take care of his scars. remus lupin who loves seeing you in his one of his sweaters.
sirius black. james potter.
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Today we’re talking about sub!james
Specifically, sub!james who has the most insatiable oral fixation that he could spend hours with his head between your legs, cheek resting on your thigh as he latches his lips around your clit and sucks desperately. It doesn’t happen all the time, just on those nights where his brain is just so full of noise he just needs your help making it all quiet.
It doesn’t matter how many times you cum, that’s not necescerily his end goal. He’s lazy in his movements, but his tongue is rhythmic in the way it rolls against your most sensitive part. You try and hold out as long as you can for him, gripping onto the sheets to stop yourself squirming away from his touches. He’s just so peaceful down there, his soft hair tickling your stomach, that you just can’t bring yourself to tear him away from you.
He spends the whole time with his arms locked around one of your thighs, stealing all your warmth for himself. Really, he could stay down there, safe between your plush thighs for hours at a time, if you’d let him. Although, you can only just last a maximum of four orgasms before your pulling away to give yourself a break. They’re not mind melting orgasms, just soft ones that crash over you like the waves of a restful sea.
When you finally have to tug him away for good for the night, he’s still not satisfied. His pretty eyes are wide and shining with unshed tears. The poor boy just looks so pathetic, you have to call over one of the other boys to take your place. Of course, it’s different with them, and doesn’t last as long, but James doesn’t mind too much, as long as his jaw sufficiently aches and his tongue is constantly tainted with cum, he’s happy.
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