A/N: Wrote this to get out of my writer’s block. I hope you like it!
“Fuck!” Nat yanked the strings tighter and you gasped for air. “I know I wanted to wear a corset for Halloween but-”
“Authentication is the key.” She helped you straighten. “And look at how great your breasts look.”
“They do look pretty great.” You admired yourself in the mirror, running your hands down your torso and enjoying the feeling of the leather under your fingertips. “So…are you finally going to tell me who’s going to be at this party?”
“Nope, it’s a secret.” Nat chuckled as she adjusted her hair and makeup. “Don’t worry, you’re going to have fun.”
“You’re in for some serious hell if you’re lying to me.” You pointed at her and slipped into your leggings. “Why do I have to be a sexy cat? Why can’t I be like Victorian royalty?”
“Because last time you were drunk you let it slip that you’ve always wanted to dress up as one.” Wanda slipped into the room grinning. “I told Nat and she helped me get the costume, now let’s go.”
I still cant believe Light ignoring his own business and getting L out of the rain and the two of them drying each other off and L fondling Light’s feet while Light makes soft noises and L apologizes every other sentence is an actual thing we got in the anime.
<b></b> *Lance and Keith fighting the female galra general*<p/><b>Lance:</b> Hey, Keith. Your sister looks pretty hot!<p/><b>Keith:</b> How do you know she is my sister?!<p/><b>Lance:</b> Well... you kinda look the same...<p/><b>Keith:</b> Wait... Does that mean you find me hot, too?<p/><b>Lance:</b> .....<p/><b>Lance:</b> Shut up!...<p/></p>
excuse me I love
Sirius Black and while this was probably supposed to be angsty or a little
angsty, I chose not to make it. Sadness is for furnerals and the terrible world
around us, so why not bring sunshine in when we can?
I literally sound
like I’m eating a flower in that sentence above. Nice.
Request: Hi! As you asked, sending my request again 🙂 Loved the prompt list ❤ could you do a prompt with 6, 7, 19 and 109 with sirius x reader? 6. “Oh my God! You’re in love with him/her!” 7. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.” 19. “I wish I could hate you.” 109. “Don’t say you love me.”
“Oh my god! You’re
in love with her!” Remus gapes, a cackle parting James’ lips as he watches
his best friend turn bright red. “You didn’t even like her a week ago and now
you’re practically begging to marry her!”
“I’m not begging to
marry her,” Sirius mutters, sullen and sad and Peter pats his shoulder gently,
his eyes kind when Sirius looks up at him.
“She’ll marry you,
buddy, don’t give up,” Peter says, which leads to more laughter when Sirius
shoves him away- James practically prone by now.
“This- is- the
biggest- joke- I’ve ever heard,” he wheezes, grinning up at his closest friend.
“Screw you guys,
she’s obviously put some love spell on me or something,” he scowls, only to
flush and nervously adjust his clothes.
Remus looks up and
spots you, trailing after Dorcas with your hands clasped to your chest and a
pleading expression on your face.
“Don’t say you
love me, you just want me for my potions homework,” Dorcas scowls, glaring
at you and you make a soft whining noise.
“I do love you! I
love you and your potions homework!” You whine, slipping in front of her
and pacing backwards until she stops. “I just happen to have admitted my love
for you during asking for your potions homework.”
“You’re worse than Sirius.”
She rolls her eyes and you can’t help scanning at the sound of his name.
Across the courtyard,
he watches you and you lick your lips enticingly, watching him smirk and rise.
“So, will you help
me?” You ask Dorcas, feeling Sirius get closer.
“Fine,” She says and
you slip your arm into hers, leading her from the courtyard and back inside.
Remus watches you
slip inside with Dorcas, Sirius slowing to a stop halfway across the courtyard.
You’re good, he’ll
give you that, but what good are those tactics in the long run?
Sirius isn’t one to
be tied down, he’s made that abundantly clear over the years, and while he’s
sure Sirius thinks he’s in love, the reality probably isn’t so.
“She’s a menace,” James
murmurs, his eyes glued to Sirius’s back, only to drop when the aforementioned
turns around and pads back to them.
“It’ll pass, he’s
done this before.”
“No, I don’t he’s
done this before,” James counters cryptically, smiling widely at Sirius
and poking fun at his poorly masked dejection.
Peter asks and Remus smirks, eyeing the smallest of the group.
“You,” Sirius says
and Peter scoffs softly, eyes darting enough to draw a chuckle from James who
pushes to his feet.
“He’s not the only
one, let’s go.”
“You’re dodging me,”
Sirius whispers to you and you sigh, tilting your head toward him to catch his
“I’m not dodging you,”
you counter, I’m dodging those eyes that make you wanna get naked.
Shifting your gaze,
you return your focus to your dinner and try to ignore his presence.
“Y/N, c’mon,” he half
pleads and the subtle ache in his voice has your hand slipping under the table
and interlacing with his fingers. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
“God dammit.” You
scowl at the food in front of you for a second before throwing your leg over
the bench and scooting into Sirius’s space. “Sirius.”
“Y/N.” His eyes are
bright and you can feel his palms on your thighs, warm and very large. This
must be such a scene, another girl practically sitting in Sirius Blacks lap.
fantastic and very easy to care for. You’re a loveable guy and even though I
wish I could hate you or be indifferent toward you, I can’t.” You eyeball
him for a long moment, watching the slow dawning smile and the way his cheeks
get all round and he suddenly looks so warm.
“Does that mean
you’re my girlfriend now?”
“In what world? No,
Sirius.” You skooch back and turn toward your plate. Your bread roll is gone.
Across the table, Lily winks at you. “Get out of my sight, Black. And you.”
“You snooze you
lose.” Lily shrugs and you scowl, turning your scathing glare on a still
“How do I make you
fall in love with me?”
“Sit still and look
“Done, need more.”
“Don’t bug me.”
“Help me with my
“Easy, need more.”
“Get me a date with
“Never,” he says and
you laugh, leaning toward him rather than the heat of the fire before you.
“He’s so dreamy
though! All that greasy hair and greasy skin and greasy…”
“That’s fair.” You
nod, grinning at Sirius, “his greasy clothes are all I need, all I want, I just
want him so bad.”
Sirius says, beaming and pulling you against him until your back is pressed to
his chest and his lips are brushing the crook of your neck. “I can’t get you a
date with Snivellus, but I’m available.”
“You’re not even
greasy,” you whine, laughing when he growls softly into your hair.
“Stop! No Snivellus
talk in Gryffindor spaces!” James orders, tromping over and collapsing into the
space between your legs so his back his pressed to your chest, making a cuddle
train. Sirius half-heartedly shoves him but you sink your fingers into Potters
dark curls claimingly.
“But all that slimy
pale skin and bad attitude is such a turn on!” You laugh, starting on a
braid and hissing when James turns to shoot you a droll look.
“You can get those
things from Black, and there’s more important things to discuss anyway,” James
says, twisting about until he spots Peter across the room. “Peter! Get over
here and tell Sirius how you thought Y/N’s ass is subpar compared to Alices!”
“He what?” You gape
in unison with Sirius, both of you twisting around with scowls on your face.
“Don’t be jealous,
Y/N, we all have different points of beauty!” Marlene calls from the other side
of the room, “Alice has her ass, I have my sparkling personality and you have…
Well, I can’t think of anything!”
“Screw you,” you
shout, unable to keep the shocked smile from your lips. “I’m a goddamned
treasure and you know it.”
said that if he had to choose, Narcissa had the best ass in the entire
school,” James continues, his expression gleeful and you’re gaping all over
again. On one side of the room, Peter is bright red and stammering excuses,
while on the other, Frank Longbottom is quietly glaring at Peter with the
ferocity of a thousand suns.
Sirius pulls you back
into his chest and sets his chin on your shoulder, James falling back with you.
You can feel Sirius shaking his head when he says, “you’re a real piece of
“A true Picasso,”
James agrees, at peace in the chaos around him.
Excerpt: “This is our first date!” And last you thought’
Genre: fluff, waitress au
A/N: this kind of reader has me written all over them
As you picked up the bill, you heaved a sigh at the measly tip the customer had left after he had racked up quite the bill and flipping over the receipt you found the man had left his number. Walking over to the counter you handed it to your friend as you both laughed at the idiocy you were forced to face on a daily basis.