james for twelve

My 2 major OTPs finally combined!
And now they have 4 hearts lol

Doctor Who crossover, I’m soooo into this last season, and its soooo about the Doctor and Missy (Master)… then it came out.

Jessie as Missy (The Master) and James as the Twelfth Doctor. It was quick, I have a lot of work to do.

Remus Lupin x Reader

After Y/N goes to find Remus during a full moon, she’s attacked. She avoids him, terrified of what he was capable of. Years later, the reader is now teaching at Hogwarts and then runs into her old flame.

Warning: mentions of blood, smut.
“Y/N, don’t! It’s a full moon! He could hurt you.” James cried as you barreled past him in a panicked run.

“Remus wouldn’t hurt me, James!” You pushed open the doors that led to the outside and continued running.

“Y/N, wait!” Sirius shouted.

You made your way to the Forbidden Forest. Pushing past tree limbs and jumping over logs, you journeyed deeper into the forest. “Remus!” You called, desperate to find him.

You heard a low growl coming from behind you. You twisted in fear. “Remus?”

Remus was long gone and was replaced with a werewolf. The transformation was quicker than you remembered. You backed slowly from the wolf that held your Remus deep within him. He stood on his back legs, raised its large claws and slashed your face.
“Blood poured from the three gashed that the wolf has left. I was on the ground, I tried to scream. My heart was about the burst out of my chest. I felt dizzy from the loss of blood. The werewolf sunk his teeth into my side, trying it’s best to rip me to pieces. I quit fighting, I knew I was going to die.” Seeing the in depth, interested faces of your students staring back at you amused you.

They looked deeply concerned. You raised your shirt and shown the large bite mark that scarred your stomach and part of your back. The large claw mark on your face was evident, impossible to hide.

“This what, Miss Y/L/N?” A student pipped.

“I saw a green light, the shout of my name and the shout of a spell. Sirius Black and James Potter, I learned later on, rushed to my aid. I don’t know what happened to the wolf, or anything after at. I woke up with Madame Pomfrey forcing pumpkin juice down my throat. Okay, don’t forget to study for the exam over werewolves is tomorrow. Class dismissed.”

You files your papers into your bag and began closing up your classroom when a voice rang out.

“Nice story. Wish I could have been there to see it for myself.” You turned and your jaw dropped when you saw him. “Remus. What are you doing here?”

“I teach here now. Can we talk, Y/N? You’ve avoided me since after that night.”

You sighed, throwing you bag over your shoulder. “I had every right to avoid you after you attacked me, Remus. I thought I loved you, but that love was quickly replaced with fear. I couldn’t stay with you, knowing that during very full moon, you’d turn into a monster.”

He said nothing. What was there to say? “Good night, Professor Lupin.” You walked past him, noticing but ignoring the flinch he gave when you called him professor instead of Remus.

You had returned to your home, graded your papers, finished the final exam for tomorrow, and has just changed into your pajamas. There came a knock at the door.

Slowly you opened it and he marched in. “Remus, what are you-?”

“Are you honestly that daft?” He asked, standing in the middle of your apartment.

“Excuse me? Might I ask why you’re standing in the middle of my living room uninvited, with the nerve to insult me?”

You crossed your arms over your chest. Remus took a step toward you. “You came after me during a full moon, in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, at that. Do you think that I wouldn’t harm you? I can’t control myself or my mind when I’m in the form. Have you learned nothing while teaching the werewolf classes to the students? You avoided me over something that I had no control over.”

You knew his was right, but continued to let him speak. “I loved you and spent the past fifteen years searching for you. I pictured my life with you because when I first met you, you were the only woman in the entire world who loved me even though I turned into a monster. I guess I was wrong.”

He walked past you, opening the door. “Goodnight, Professor Y/L/N.”

“You’re right.” You said, before he could stick his foot out the door.

He walked back to you, your back still facing him. “I shouldn’t have went after you that night. I was so scared of what I had done, for getting myself hurt that I blamed it on you. No matter what you may think, I never stopped loving you.”

Remus’ chest was flush against your back. “Face me, Y/N.” Reluctant, you obeyed him. “Prove it to me,” he whispered.

Although you turned to him, you refused to look him in the eyes. “Prove what to you, Remus?”

“That you still love me.”

Lifting your face, Remus pressed his lips to yours. He cupped your face in his hands, deepening it. You moaned softly into his mouth, wrapped your arms around his neck. Remus picked you up, wrapping your legs around him.

You reached to the hem of your shirt and peeled it off of you. Since you had taken your bra off when you got home, your torso was bare to Remus. He took your breasts into his mouth, swirling his tongue, his large hand messages the other one. You tossed your head back in bliss, letting out a soft moan.

Remus tossed you onto the bed, pulling back to pull off his shirt. He crawls on top if you, sucking your neck to leave a mark. Looking at the scars that he left on your face, Remus attacks your face, kissing every scar that lay on it. “I’m sorry. So sorry.”

You pulled his face to where you kissed his lips, shoving your tongue into his mouth. He moaned into your mouth, his tongue fighting with yours. He reached his fingers down to slide your shorts down your legs. Remus pulled himself off of you, throwing you shorts onto the floor.

He slowly rubbed your clit through your panties. Smirking, he said, “you’re wet, love.” He slid down your panties and tossed them onto the floor with your shorts. He spread your legs, dipped his head between them and began laving at your folds.

You felt pleasure rack through you as your bucked your hips forward. He held your hips down firmly, making you squirm with impatience. You wrapped your legs around his head, your hands gripping the sheet. “Remus,” you moaned. “Please.”

Your stomach burned. “Do you need to come, dearest?” You nodded furiously. He pulled his tongue away from your folds, giving a soft chuckle. You growled with annoyance as Remus crawled back to you and shoving his tongue into your mouth. You could taste your juices in his mouth.

You sat up and lunged at him, knocking him onto his back. You straddled his waist, placing your hands onto his chest. You don’t know when he took off his pants, but everything was moving so fast. Slowly, you moved your hips forward, causing friction between your bodies. Remus closes his eyes. “Y/N, please don’t tease me, love.”

You shifted yourself forward even fast, his erection becoming more prominent against your leg. Remus let out a deep growl from the back of his throat. He flipped you onto your back. Once he was between your legs, he pulled off his underwear and ran his shaft between your soaking folds.

“Remus,” you whispered. He shoved himself inside you, waiting for you to adjust. He moved himself fully into you, you arched your back, a smile gracing your face. Remus noticed and gave a soft laugh.

Kissing you chest and leading to you neck, Remus began thrusting himself slowly as your bodies began to rock. “Please go faster, Remus.”

He obeyed, rocking his hips against you. The bed squeaked and hit the wall under you. You wrapped your limbs around him, digging into you. Remus, still thrusting, moved himself to the large bite mark that laid on your side. His tongue ran over the teeth mark, kissing the scar that had faded over time.

“I never would have done that on purpose, Y/N. I never wanted to hurt you.”

You felt your high coming as Remus continued to rock his hips. “Y/N, you feel so good, baby.”

You ran your hands down your chest, your stomach, as a knot began forming. Remus’ thrusts began sloppy and slower.

“Are you ready?” Remus waited until you nodded began speeding up again. You let out a scream of delight, the sweat that has formed between the two of you mixed on your bodies. Your nails gripped into him, scraping down his back.

“I need to-”

“Do it, love. I’m right behind you.”

You gasped loudly as you released the heat from your core. Remus moaned your name as he rode out his high. He panted as he used his elbow to prop himself up. Remus kissed your lips, sleepily. He laid beside you, none of you saying a word.

“Thank you for coming back,” you panted.

Remus smiled. “I searched for you after we left Hogwarts, after the accident. You know I would never hurt you, right? Not on purpose.”

You turned yourself over to lay your head onto his chest. “Don’t worry. You have time to make it up to me.”

“How does forever sound?” He rubbed his fingers over your hair, kissing your head softly.

“That sound great. And Remus?” He hummed in response. “The full moon is in two days.”

He didn’t hear you. He had started snoring softly, sleeping soundly beside you.


I hope you all enjoyed this Remus smut. If anyone has any ideas for James, please let me know some! Requests are open!!

Originally posted by groovymxn

  • Sirius Black: I have a plan.
  • Remus Lupin: You've got a plan?
  • Sirius: I have part of a plan.
  • James Potter: What percentage of a plan do you have?
  • Sirius: I dunno... Twelve percent?
  • James: Twelve percent? [starts laughing]
  • Sirius: That's a fake laugh.
  • James: It's real.
  • Sirius: Totally fake!
  • James: That is the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life because THAT IS NOT A PLAN!
  • Remus: It's barely a concept.
  • Sirius: You're taking his side?
  • Peter Pettigrew: It’s better than eleven percent.
  • James: What the hell does that have to do with anything?

After the war, Harry decided to convert Twelve Grimmauld Place into an orphanage of sorts. It was a place for any young witch or wizard who needed a home. There were many children of different backgrounds and ages who lived there. There were ages ranging from babies, to sixth, and seventh year Hogwarts students who lived there. It was a place for kids whose parents died in the war, or after, or for kids who were no longer welcomed at home.

It was there Neville found his love for teaching. Harry, Hermione, the Weasleys, Neville, Luna, and all their friends spent any spare time after the war converting it, and making it a nice place to live. Many of the kids who had lost their families to the war moved in. At least a few of the original Dumbledore’s Army, could be seen there at any given point.

The Hoppcrafts

Back where James Hoppcraft was from, people worked hard, respected one another, and didn’t turn into howling beasts when the moon was full. And that’s the way it should be everywhere. The Hoppcrafts are a traditional family that values traditional family values, period. Can the Hoppcrafts survive in such an outlandish town or will their values get the best of them?

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Judas the son of James actually had three names. (Jerome referred to him as “Trionomious” - the man with three names.) In Matthew 10:3, he is called “Lebbaeus, whose surname was Thaddaeus”. Judas was probably the name given him at birth. Lebbaeus and Thaddaeus were essentially nicknames. Thaddaeus means “breast child” - evoking the idea of a nursing baby. It almost has a derisive sound, like “mamma’s boy”. Perhaps he was the youngest in his family, and therefore the baby among several siblings - specially cherished by his mother. His other name, Lebbaeus, is similar. It is from a Hebrew root that refers to the heart - literally, “heart child”.
—  Twelve Ordinary Men, by John MacArthur

Okay, have to say something about this moment. Guys, Sirius has been in Azkaban. For twelve years. Twelve freaking years. This is (most likely) the first time in twelve years that someone has touched him. Just touched him.
Can you even imagine what that hug must have felt like for him?
Excuse me while I cry.