james you are drunk

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Favorite moments from Drunk History with Impractical Jokers Q and Sal.

anonymous asked:

Can you do 28, 37, 39, 40, and 41 for Sirius Black on your 1k follower thing? Congratulations on the 1k darling, you deserve way more than that and I hope you have a great day!

Thank you! Hope you have a great day too! xx

Sirius Black x Reader
41. “I love you.” - “You’re drunk.” - “Very well spotted. But I still love you.” 
28. “Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”
37. “Have you ever imagined *the character* naked?” 
39. “Like what you see?”
40. “Sorry I’m late, I had some stuff I had to do.” - “By “stuff”, she means me.” 
Warnings: Smut

Originally posted by nellaey

Sitting at the desk in your kitchen, you suffering with the wrappings of the present that you going to give to Lily and James for the housewarming. Surely there’s a spell for this, but you couldn’t find it in any of your books, and you were angry anyway, since your boyfriend is still not home. You crumpled an another piece of wrapping paper, tossing it to the other side of the room when Sirius appeared in the doorway. His hair disheveled, his steps slightly wobbly. He shots you a cocky smile, leaned on the door post.

„Are you seriously drunk? We’re going to a party!” – you fumed, but he just slowly walked to the table, sitting down in front of you.

„First of all, tipsy.” – he explained; his eyes weary, but smirking. „And we had to test that firewhisky before the housewarming with Prongs.”

„You got drunk with James?” – you articulated slowly, eyes widened.

„Yep.” – he said happily.

„Lily must be happy too, then.”

A smug smile still on his face when you turn your gaze back to the box, fiddling with the paper. The staring at you in silence, resting his elbow on the table with his face on the palm as he mumbled lowly, „I love you.”

You smiled, not looking up at him. „You’re drunk.”

„Very well spotted. But I still love you.” – he said, now with a louder voice.

Shaking your head, you giggle, standing up to give him a glass of water. He was playing with the glass like some kid, glancing at you with his puppy eyes and sad face. „Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”

He smiled on your question, eyes examining your face carefully. He was watching you as you finally managed to wrap the present, collecting the garbage and dropping in the bin. You clutched your hands around his biceps, trying to pull him up. „Come on, we have to change. We’re going to be late.”

„Mhm.” – he mumbles as he finally standing up, following you into your bedroom.

Sirius watched you in amazement as you were standing in front of your wardrobe, only in your underwear. Still rather clumsy, he stepping closer to you. „Y/N? Have you ever imagined me naked?”

You turned your head to him, blinking fastly before placing your hands on his shoulder. „Sirius. I’ve seen you naked a thousand times.”

„Yes, you have.” – he said with a satisfied voice.

Rolling your eyes at him, you took a step back. Change your clothes.”

As he started to undress, you watched him in the corner of your eyes, acting like you fixing your hair. Yes, you have seen him naked so many times before, but his body is still a way too big turn on to you.

„Like what you see?” – a huge smirk appeared on his face again as he was walking towards to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. He started to kissing your neck immediately.

„Sirius, not now. We’re going to be late.”

„I want you.” – he mumbled against your collarbone, his hands slipping down on your back, massaging your bum. – „I’ll be quick.”

„So romantic.”

As he chuckled, he lost his balance a bit, so you gripped his arm, pulling him to the bed and pushing him down, crawling on top of him. He smiled in satisfaction before you started to kissing him; the bitterness of the alcohol still can be tasted on his soft lips as he slid his tounge into your mouth, deepening the kiss. You feel as he getting harder, so you reached down, slipping his boxer down so you could stroke his member. He moaning into your mouth in response before starts to kissing your neck again; his hands caressing your body everywhere he could reach it before starts to rubbing your clit through the fabric of your knickers. You stood up to pulling it off of yourself, sitting back on him quickly. A loud moan left your mouth as he slipped two fingers inside you, pumping in and out in a steady pace.

„So wet fo me, darling.” – he growled, covering your neck with wet kisses.

Gripped his wrist, you pulling his hand away from you. He held you as you slowly push his throbbing cock inside you, digging your nails into his chest as you rocking your hips on top of him. Both of you moaning louder and louder with every minute.

„You doin’t it so good. Riding me so well.”

You fastened your pace to his words before you resting your head on his chest. „Sirius, I-I’m close.” – you whined, and he was gripping your waist, holding it steady as he starts to pounding into you hard and fast, for an another minute or so before both of you reach your high.

Panting hard, you crawled next to him, trying to catch your breath. „Lily will kill us.” – you said finally, jumping up from the bed and disappearing in the bathroom for a quick shower.

It’s already dark when you apparated in front of their house. After Lily opened the door, you gave a hug to her and James.

„Sorry I’m late, I had some stuff I had to do.” – you tried to save yourself, but your boyfriend – being himself – stepping closer to your friends, an enormous grin on his face.

„By „stuff” she means me.”

With closed eyes, you let out a big sigh. „What have I done to deserve this?”

Lily chuckled, leading you into the living room. „At least you boyfriend didn’t run around in the garden with antlers on his head.”

„Girls, you’re so lucky.” – James said, patting your shoulders.

Why Not Me

James Potter x Reader

A/n: Probably gonna do a part 2 if you guys want one because I feel like I could keep going with this. Warnings: some swearing, a little angst. Words: 2155

 You had known James Potter since you were three years old. You lived in the house next to his and you two had grown up together. After being best friends with someone for 13 years obviously you get attached, and it’s natural to be protective of them. That’s how you were justifying you’re feelings at this point, but it wasn’t working out too well. It wasn’t painfully obvious that you felt more then friendship towards James, everyone knew you two were close so no one suspected a thing. Especially not James, he was too head over heels for Lily Evans. Lately he hasn’t played you a lick of attention, he was too busy trying to catch hers. It’s not that you didn’t like Lily in fact you two were very close friends, you just envied her. You envied how easily she captured his attention and had him wrapped around her finger with a few simple words. It was just so frus-”Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” Your other best friend Victoria was frantically waving her hands in front of your face standing in front of where you were previously spaced out sitting at a library table.  “Yes” you replied in a monotone voice, still in a daze from your little disconnection from reality and a little thrown off  by your thought path. “What are you doing I’ve been looking for you forever!” she shrieked. “Why what’s wrong?” I asked. “No. You’ve just been missing for hours and everyone was getting worried. It’s almost curfew and no one had seen you since last class. Did you skip dinner? Have you been here the whole time? I swear I checked here at least five times.” She bombarded you with a tsunami of words. “Wait is it really that late I didn’t even realize” I said as I rushed to pack up all my books and parchment. Had I really been zoned out for that long? “Well hurry up I don’t wanna be caught out past curfew I already have detention for what feels like the rest of my life” she overdramatized. “Okay, okay I’m going as fast as I can” I said as we made our way through the halls back to the commun room.

When we entered I felt nauseas at the sight of Lily and James basically snogging each others faces off on one of the sofas. Victoria saw you quickly look away and whispered in your ear “Just ignore them.” Linking your arms together and ushering you to your dorm. Your other roommates were all sitting around in the room doing their own little things. “Finally you found her!” exclaimed Abbey. “Wait honey what’s wrong?” asked Cara as she looked up form her book seeing your solem expression. “Ah it’s not because of that Potter boy again is it? You just need to get over him,” stated Abbey matter offactly. You didn’t even respond, instead just flopping down on your bed. “Look Y/n it’s gonna get better you’ll get over him,” said Victoria sitting down next to you. “How am I supposed to get over my best friend, I’ve known him for so long?” I asked “Well first you’ll realize that he’s a bloody bloke if he decided to choose her over you. Then you’ll find a new boy and you won’t even give Potter a single thought.” Abbey said as if she just solved a difficult math question. “It’s not that easy Abbey” victoria chastised her. “No she might be somewhat right. What if you found another boy to get over James, like a rebound?” Cara offered. “Is it really a rebound if we were never together?” I asked still replaying the scene from the common room over in my head. How happy they looked together. “It’s the principal that counts” Cara said. “Yeah that’s a great idea! It doesn’t have to mean anything. You can find a boy Saturday at the party after the quidditch game’” Abbey was way too fond of this plan. “I don’t know guys, I don’t even think i’ll go to the quidditch game” I said sitting up. “Now that’s just ridiculous of course you’re going to the qudiditch game and for once I actually agree with Abbey.” Victoria said “Well thanks for letting me know how you really feel about me,” Abbey mocked hurt.


It was Saturday night and the Hufflepuff team were down by so many points that they couldn’t even win if they caught the Golden Snitch. Of course it was James who was scoring all the points as he was ‘the best chaser in Hogwarts history’ as he liked to refer to himself. There he goes scoring yet again as the seekers continued to chase the golden snitch around the pitch. It wasn’t long before Gryffindor caught the golden snitch and the crowd went absolutely ballistic. James being the cocky bastard he was did a victory lap around the stands winking at me as he flew by. Everyone started making their way off the stands and towards the players to congratulate them. It seemed like Lily was the first one down, throwing herself into his arms like you used to when he still paid his “best friend” a care in the world. Using that term loosely now considering he hasn’t given me more then a handful of acknowledgments since him and Lily stated their little love affair.

Meanwhile I was still sitting on the bleachers next to Remus, the rest of our friend had been lost in the crowd. “So I assume you’re going to the party?” he inquired. “I don’t really know yet I’m not in a party mood tonight,” I replied in a slight daze, James and Lilys display having thrown me off. “That’s exactly how I feel but Sirius would have my head if I don’t attend the ‘most legendary party ever’ as he’s been calling it” he said. We both laughed lightly because only Sirius could make such a big deal of one of the hundreds of partys thrown every year. “Well I suppose if you’re going it wouldn’t hurt to give you some company” I said with a slight smile somewhat distracted from my previously gloomy thoughts.

We walked together, in no rush, back to the Gryffindor common room. By the time we got there the party was already in full swing and it seemed that Sirius was already wasted as he stumbled up to the two of you “What a surprise my two favorite people,” we said while balancing his entire body weight on Remus, leaning against him with an arm swung over his shoulder. “Where’ve you two been? James was asking ‘bout ya” he slurred his word together at the end making his words barley eligible. “Why was he looking for me?” remus asked confused. “Not you Moony the pretty one” Sirius said grabbing a lock of your hair twirling it around his finger and winking at you before he went prancing off sloppily to some other people. “We should probably try to slow his drinking,” you said. “There’s no point trying, you take a cup of fire whiskey out of his hands and the second you turn around he’s got two more.” He joked even though we both knew it was true. Shouldn’t you go talk to James anyway, find out what he wanted?” He more so pointed out then actually asking. Just then as you looked across the room you spotted him a cup of alcohol in is hand and Lily perched on his lap. Averting your gaze “I think I’ll enjoy your company much more.” you said and he gave you a goofy grin.

As the night went on you and Remus had found a couch that wasn’t occupied by drunk couples trying to get it on. You were slightly intoxicated, that’s putting it lightly. Your friends kept popping up to have a quick chat and handing you different concoctions every couple minutes. Remus on the other hand was sober as could be, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t enjoying the beautiful giggling girl hanging off his arm and practically sitting in his lap going off about how her little brother once brought a niffler home and tried to keep it as a pet. His cheeks blazing at the extremely close proximity. You hadn’t even noticed how close you were to him, not really being aware of anything all your senses were slowed and your brain was fuzzy just saying anything that came to mind. “We should go for a walk” you said giggling again even though you hadn’t said anything funny “It’s getting really stuffy in here I need some air” Grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the exit before receiving a reply. You two were in the hallway in no time, you prancing around and Remus trying to keep up. “It’s still so hot out here,” you exclaimed cursing your clothes. You ripped your sweater off and threw it away, Remus scrambling to pick it up while you keep gallivanting away. “Woah Y/n maybe you should slow down” You stopped abruptly and turned on your heels grinning wildly as he skidded to a stop right in front of you. Your breath fanning across his chest before you looked up to his eyes “Thank you Rem, you’re a real great guy” looping your arms around his neck, your fingers playing with the little wisps of hair at his nape. “Why are you thanking me I haven’t done anything” he stuttered out, trying desperately to not stare at your chest that was pressed against his “Oh but you’ve done so much for me” you said barley above a whisper but it was loud and clear to him. His heart racing a mile a minute as you leant closerand closer until your lips met.

You tasted of fire whiskey and sweetness. He placed his hands on your hips as you kept tugging on his hair. Neither of you hearing the loud steps comig your way. Your reaction was slow when Remus was so quiqly pulled away from you and pushed against the wall by a fuming James Potter. “What do you think you’re doing mate.” He yelled at Remus. “Woah Prongs calm down” Remus tried to defuse the situation but if anything he just made James more livid. You still drunk off your ass decided it would be a good idea to jump on his back to try and stop him “Rem run i’ll hold him off,” you said in a panicy tone “and see ya tomorrow save me a muffin at breakfast” you giggiled totally forgetting how paniced you were a moment ago. Remus jogged off down the hallway you still on James’ back.

“What the bloody hell do you think you were doing with Remus of all people” James pried you off his back so he could face you “What’s that supposed to mean?” you questioned giggling because of James furrowed eyebrows. “You two were just snogging in the hallway, you can’t just going around doing that Y/n” he elaborated still so very angry. “Why not you and Lily do it all the time? Why am I nto allowed to do it” you started getting upset, all the suppressed emotions rising up in a fury. James soffened as soon as he saw you getting upset “look Y/n I’m-” he tried apologising but you interrupted him “No James tell me why can’t I be happy? You think you can just leave me and i’ll stop everything I’m doing until you come back? No James I’m done. I am so over always being second to that Lily Evans.” You were now yelling hysterically, tears streaming down your face, completely inconsolable. James was shocked into silence not knowing how to respond to your outburst. “Why not me? Why wasn’t I good enough? I loved you so damn much and you picked her. You chased after her all these years while I was here the whole time. Then as soon as she acknowledges your existence I’m completely throw aside, I get replaced by some stuck up red head who ignored you for years!” It was all coming out now, your body racked with sobs. James pulled you into to his chest ignoring your attemps to push him away just holding you close whispering “I’m so sorry” and “I didn’t know” over and over like a broken record. “Do you know how much it hurts? I loved you. I love you, and you don’t even care about me, all you care about is her.”

That’s how the remaider of your night went. Not really coming to a resolution, just letting it all out as James held you, and when you finally fell asleep he carried you back to your dorm placing you in bed. This was a conversation for tomorrow, when you were sober, right now you just needed to sleep. To live in your dreams and shut out reality.

  • I think the best headcanon for wolfstar is that Sirius was drunk and angst and actually only came out to James because of that. Like it was really late at night in maybe fifth or sixth year and both James and Sirius have had like ... twelve to many shots of fire whisky. And at some point, between rousing choruses of Mind at Work from Hamilton and Seasons of Love from Rent, the boys start drunk talking. You know, when you start to talk about all your deepest secrets and suddenly it all comes spilling out. So James confesses his major insecurities to Sirius, not like Sirius didn't know but it's nice to know that James trusts him enough to tell him face to face, and Sirius pauses him in the middle of a quidditch self consciousness rant and just kind of blurts out; "I'm gay and I had a crush on you in third year."
  • And James's reaction, because he's drunk of his AAAAAAAAAAAASS, is to smile and lean in to Sirius. Sirius let's out a huuuuge sigh of relief, maybe he's not as drunk as we thought, and they fall asleep cuddled up to each other.
  • Cue my super insecure wolf baby walking in on the adorable scene. Now he had his suspicions about Sirius's sexuality but he figured that if Sirius was going to say anything he would do it in his own time. But seeing the two of them like that, sleeping with their faces super close together, very k-dramaesque, has his heart cracking for no apparent reason.
  • So he starts avoiding both of them.
  • He also, in his month or two of avoiding them begins to notice how coupley they act.
  • James is constantly pulling Sirius in for really drawn out hugs and glancing over at the other boy with a sort of soft worry in his eyes. Sirius is as playful as usual but there's something gentle in the way he looks at James. Something almost romantic.
  • What he doesn't see is the worry in James' eyes when he stares at Sirius' slowly thinning cheekbones. What he doesn't see is Sirius crying himself to sleep at night.
  • What he does see though, is Sirius sobbing in the dorm room one day during classes.
  • It's transfiguration in a mo' but Remus figured that was enough time to pop back to his room and grab his stuff. At first he's not sure he should talk to the boy but eventually he works up the courage to go over, because his and Sirius' friendship didn't mean nothing.
  • And Sirius sits their sobbing into his shoulder for the entire period.
  • They don't talk about it afterwards but Remus starts hanging out with everyone again. It's the gang all back together and Peter could not have been more relieved.
  • It's a couple weeks before they talk about it. It's a couple years, three months before graduation to be exact, that Sirius finally gives an honest response.
  • And their relationship takes work. It doesn't just magically start and they get whisked into a fairy tail. But it's a solid one and it lasts a long time.
  • And then Sirius gets sent to AzkabanZ
Dating James Potter Would Include...
  • Ruffling his hair up for him
  • All the marauders loving you
  • Watching every quidditch match and being the loudest supporter
  • Painting your face for the matches
  • Matching yours and Sirius’ faces
  • “C'mon moony” then chasing him with makeup
  • All 4 of you running to meet James on the pitch (with your matching facepaint)
  • Drunk kisses at the celebratory party
  • Roaming hands (it’s James, what else could you expect)
  • “Y/N! My pants have gone!”
  • “You took them off. When you were dancing on the table.”
  • “You like it though”
  • Kissing whilst laughing and feeling him smiling against your lips
  • Tickle fights that lead to kissing
  • Revision sessions that lead to kissing
  • Everything leads to kissing to be honest
  • Sneaky stares in lessons
  • Him not revising and just staring at you whilst you revise
  • Him admiring how your mouth twitches or eyebrows furrow as you read
  • James picking you up and taking you to bed when you’ve overworked yourself
  • Mumbling “not done”
  • Him chuckling, “Yes you are my little worker bee”
  • Holidays together
  • You drive him during the summer
  • “WE’RE GOING TO DIE”
  • Christmas at the Potter’s with your family
  • His parents absolutely loving you because you’re a ‘good influence’
  • He’s had 2 less detentions a month since dating you
  • They’ll take what they can get
  • Educating him on muggle life
  • “No don’t- you broke it”
  • “It wouldn’t turn on”
  • “You don’t just jab your wand at things that ‘don’t turn on’.”
  • Hogsmeade dates
  • Snowball fights (he gets very over excited by them)
  • Quick passing-in-the-hall hugs
  • Long I-love-you hugs
  • Strong you’re-perfect hugs 
  • Stealing his clothes because they have the James smell
  • “Is that mine?”
  • “Not any more”
  • Him whispering ‘I love you’ for the first time whilst stargazing

A/N: I hope you like this my loves!! Thank you so much for all of your support!!x I think I’ve worked how to celebrate 2,000 but I’d love to hear your suggestions! Much love x 

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The film was shot in eight weeks, and required no retakes. During the scene where James Stewart hiccups when drunk, you can see Cary Grant looking down and grinning. Since the hiccup wasn’t scripted, Grant was on the verge of breaking out laughing and had to compose himself quickly. Stewart thought of hiccuping in the drunk scene himself, without telling Grant. When he began hiccuping, Grant turned to Stewart saying, “Excuse me.” The scene required only one take. [x]

badassclarke  asked:

things you said when you were drunk - jily

also requested by anon

He doesn’t know where she went but somehow, he finds her without problems and his enamored mind can’t help but think this is fate but he suppresses the thought as soon as it comes. we’re friends, we’re friends and partners.

She’s sitting on the cold floor of the corridor, making pleasant conversations with some portraits. His breath catches in his throat for a second. He’s so in love with her. He shakes his head slowly as if it could make this go away, as if he hadn’t already tried everything.

She doesn’t notice him until he slides next to her, spreading his long legs in front of him. His hands are on it because he doesn’t know what to do with them.

“Alright Evans?” he whispers.

“Alright Potter?” she replies.

“It’s cold here.”

She chuckles and he can’t help turning his head to her, watching her glowing like she does every single time he watches her.

“I’m a little hot.”

“You’re a little drunk, don’t you?”

She chuckles again and he knows he’s right. A fond smile settles on his face. He is a little drunk himself, just enough to be a little bolder than usual.

“Is everything okay, Lily?”

She doesn’t answer right away. Instead she let her head fall into his shoulder and suddenly he can’t breathe properly.

“I’m okay.”

“Why are you alone then?”

“Why so serious, James? You’re a no-fun drunk.”

This time he’s the one who chuckles. And she sighs.

“What?” he asked still smiling because her sigh isn’t sad. It’s overdramatic and he might fall deeper in love with her and her antics.

“You’re too pretty.”

“I’m too pretty?” He doesn’t even know why he’s blushing but he is. And he’s stupid.

“You know you’re too pretty.”

“I know I’m pretty. I didn’t know I was too pretty.”

“Ugh” but she doesn’t seem so disgusted.

He smiles at her. A smile, private smile. A smile he only smiles when she’s here, when they’re just the two of them.

“You’re really pretty too, Lily.”

“I know. But you’re too pretty.”

“What does that even mean?” he laughs.

She laughs for a second but she’s totally serious when she answers.

“You know what it means.”

Her head is back on his shoulder and she’s very close. His heart is beating way faster than usual, way faster than when he plays Quidditch.

He thinks he does. He thinks he knows. He wants to.

He lets his head rest on hers and moves his hands tentatively. She moves hers too.

He thinks he does. He really thinks he does.

He stretches his fingers and they find hers. It’s shy and new.

Wonderful.

He feels her nuzzling her nose in his arm, their fingers firmly linked. A huge smile settles on his lips.

He knows.

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Business and Pleasure - Part 5

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 1,231

Warnings: Swearing, slight violence

Originally posted by marvel-freak


Steve was there in mere minutes. He must have rushed over from work, as he was still wearing his usual suit and tie.

Without a word, he enveloped you in a tight hug, his embrace comforting. You couldn’t help the tears that escaped your eyes, trickling down your face. The two of you stayed like that for a few moments. Steve was silent, waiting for you to speak first. You hadn’t been very coherent on the phone. All he had really understood was when you asked him to come over. The pain in your voice was evident, making him panic. He had just been leaving work, so he grabbed the first cab he found and made his way to your new home. The fare had been expensive, but he didn’t really mind. It was the quickest way to get to you.

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Mr. Barnes Will See You Now (9)

Prompt: 50 Shades of Barnes. VERY LOOSELY BASED!!!

Note: I do not own any of the characters or story line.

A/N: This part took FOREVER to come out guys and for that I am truly sorry. I ended up getting super busy with college assignments and then some other stupid and possibly regrettable in the near future stuff. But hey that’s life right?! I am going to try put up part 10 before the end of the week because y’all are such perfect readers!

Word Count: 1158

( Part 1 ) ( Part 2 ) ( Part 3 ) ( Part 4 ) ( Part 5 ) ( Part 6 ) ( Part 7 ) ( Part 8 )

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The only one (Daryl X Reader) Part 3

Relationship : Daryl Dixon X Reader

Trigger warnings : Parental abuse , depression , 5 years age gap, consensual sex , death, violence, graphic scenes.

Rating : Mature + (Please do not read if you are under-aged)

Summary :

The narrative follows the reader and Daryl. The story starts pre-apocalypse and links the events of different stages of their lives as : kids, young adults and adults, focusing on their friendship and eventual love relationship . But when the world turns to dust, will they be able to make it?

CopyRight: I do not own Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead nor any of the other characters mentioned in this story.  No copyright infringement is intended.

Read and find out.

PART 1 HERE!!!

PART 2 HERE!!!

PART 3 -  What the fuck ya mean, who am I?


Turns out you were in a car accident. Not your fault, the policemen said.

Memory loss, head trauma. But you should be thankful to be alive, according to the doctor.

The man who was sleeping besides you is your father and the fancy looking old lady your grandmother.

You can hear them arguing in the hole way.

‘What’s that all about?’ you wonder.

‘Son, I strongly recommend you tell her she grew up here, in a beautiful house and that her mother just….left’ Alicia sighs.

‘I don’t want to lie to her, it’s what Jules did, and look how well that turned out for her’ your father sits down, overwhelmed.

‘James, what are you going to tell her? Hmph? That she has a drunk mother, that she was abused, dropped out of school?’ she asks.

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brightbluedot  asked:

James/Thomas, "Can we get married tonight?" or "Maybe I could just change my name", whichever is your favorite :)

Oh god, never give me a choice between two good things. I either have to write both of them or I have to use them both, which is what I did this time. Thanks for the prompt! Hope you enjoyed it. :) 

(I was torn between trying to make this work in the canon time period and a modern au, and in the end I went with modern au. I hope that’s okay.) 

                                               Come Dancing 

James watches Thomas across the dance floor. He’s not usually so public about, well, any of this. Due to his father’s position, Thomas isn’t officially out, but to those who know him, anyone who knows him really, anyone with a brain in their head, it’s not exactly a secret.

Especially since he started dating James.

It’s been four months and James is in love. He knows it. He knew it from the first moment he saw Thomas, if he’s honest.

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Better late then never, here’s a little something for @rego-mem who requested number 43. “You did what?!” from the prompt list I posted about a thousand years ago… Hope you like it, lovely! (SFW, the break is only there because it’s pretty long.)

The Normandy was quiet, calm, peaceful.  Most of the crew were on the Citadel enjoying some shore leave, and all but three of those left on board had gone to bed.  Cortez was still up, working on some upgrades down in the shuttle bay, and Kaidan and Traynor were in the CIC going over some data she’d been compiling to present to Shepard. 

“This is excellent work, Traynor,” Kaidan smiled. “Neat, logical, efficient…Shepard will be impressed.”

“Oh…well, thank you,” Traynor said with a pleased, flushed smile.  “I hope so, I’d hate to waste his time.”

“This is anything but a waste of time,” Kaidan said, gesturing to her meticulous notes.  “Believe me, this is very impressive stuff.”

Traynor smiled and opened her mouth to speak, but at that momen Kaidan’s omnitool began to flash.

“It’s an incoming transmission from Garrus,” he frowned, glancing at Traynor as he began to back away.  “Please, excuse me.”

“Oh yes, of course,” Traynor called after him.

Kaidan walked into the elevator for some privacy before accepting the transmission.  “Garrus?  Is something wrong?  Is Shepard okay?”

“Peachy,” Garrus replied drily; Kaidan heard a burst of raucous laughter and shouting in the background.  “He, Vega and Donnelly have had far too much to drink but I expected that before we even started.”

“So what’s the problem?” Kaidan asked.

“Shepard says he won’t leave and go to bed unless you come to tuck him in.”

There was another eruption of laughter in the background and Kaidan heard Shepard’s voice distantly call, “Come get me, Alenko!”

“Really, Garrus?” Kaidan asked, half-smiling but also annoyed.  “All you had to do was stick with them, make sure they kept out of trouble.”

“And they’re not in any trouble,” Garrus replied, “but they will be soon if you don’t get down here.”

Kaidan sighed.  “If I leave the ship, Cortez will be the highest-ranking officer. What if there’s a galactic emergency?”

“If you don’t hurry up and get here so I can get some sleep,” Garrus said with exaggerated patience, “I’m going to murder Commander Shepard in cold blood.  How’s that for a galactic emergency?”

And so, twenty minutes later, having briefed Cortez and alerted EDI, Kaidan found himself striding through the Wards to a small, seedy club he’d never even known existed.  The bouncer eyed his Alliance uniform, his stony expression, and nodded him straight in.

The club was packed to the rafters, noisy and smoky, dark and humid, lights flashing and shadows whirling.  Kaidan could feel the bass of the music vibrating through his bones as he pushed through the crowd, heading to the lounge on the upper level where Garrus had said they were waiting; he already couldn’t wait to leave. When he got to the top of the stairs, a rising roar of laughter greeted him and he saw Garrus striding across, looking stern  but also a little relieved.

“Took you long enough – he’s all yours,” Garrus said, gesturing to where Shepard, Vega and Donnelly were propping each other up, laughing so hard Vega’s face was going purple.  “I’ll get the Doofus Twins back to the quarterhouse, but Shepard insists on sleeping in his own bed tonight.  Apparently he can’t sleep without watching the fish for a while.”

“Yeah, he does like to do that,” Kaidan said fondly, watching Shepard try and fail to zip up his hoodie three times in a row.  “Thanks for not abandoning him, Garrus.”

“I’d say it was my pleasure but I only lie when there’s no chance of being caught out,” Garrus said.  

Kaidan headed over to the others; he was a few paces away when Shepard spotted him, and the love and happiness that spread over his face made Kaidan’s chest tighten.  

“It’s you!” Shepard said, pointing to Kaidan.  Then he turned to the others, with only a slight sway in his step, and said, “Hey guys, it’s Kaidan!”

The others roared their approval and James shouted, “Shots to celebrate!”

“Ah, no – no more shots,” Kaidan said.  “Time for bed.”

“Aye, aye, Major,” Shepard said, attempting a seductive wink, and Kaidan had to laugh.

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Mr. Barnes Will See You Now (8)

Prompt: 50 Shades of Barnes. VERY LOOSELY BASED!!!

Note: I do not own any of the characters or story line.

A/N: Sorry this took so long. I am slacking I know. Promise to try be faster with Part 9 guys! Don’t forget to let me know what you thought! ^.^

Word Count:  1208

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My Brightest Star - 3

Sirius Black x Reader

Winning a game of Quidditch against the Slytherins was quite an achievment for the Gryffindors. It also meant a victory party was in order.

Lily was going throung her trunk, chucking her clothes on her bed.

“Why cant I find anything good to wear !!!?” she whined, as Y/N pulled on a simple black sleeveless dress that came upto her knees.

“You are done already ?!” Lily asked, fishing into her trunk more urgently.

“Relax, Lily ! You can borrow one of mine if you cant find any !” Y/N said, combing her long hair.

That calmed her a bit, and she did find a pretty pink dress. Once the girls were ready, they went downstairs and saw a full fledged party in the common room.

Bottles of firewhiskey were stacked at makeshift bar, along with other drinks and snacks.

“Come on, Y/N” said Lily, grabbing her hand as they walked up to the boys.

They stood by the bar, with bottles of firewhiskey in their hands. Y/N’s eyes fell on Sirius, who was dressed casually in a black shirt and a pair jeans, and his black hair shined in the disco lights.

Lily went forward to kiss James, and Sirius came forwrd to Y/N, and said,“You look beautiul,love”

Andrea smiled at him, saying “Thank you, you dont look so bad yourself ”
Sirius smirked, and winked at her.

A little into the party, James and all the boys for that matter, were drunk.

“Dont you think Y/N is too much of a goody goody to be even hanging out with us ?” said James.

Sirius glared at him, afraid if Y/N would leave.

“Cant even handle a little drink I see” James continued.

“I dont drink because I dont like to, James” Y/N replied firmly.

“Oh right”

“Besides, who cant handle a couple of drinks?”

“You cant !” James laughed, Peter joining him.

Remus looked at Sirius, knowing where this will end.

“Of course I can, Potter !” Y/N said, turning red in her face.

“Prove it” James said, smugly.

“Gladly” she said, reaching out for a bottle of firewhiskey.

One of their classmates, who was bartending, poured her a goblet.

“Y/N-” began Sirius, trying to stop her, but she swatted his hand away.

“You dont have to do it ” said Remus, giving James an ugly look.

“She has never had a drink before !” Lily whispered to Sirius, tackling her boyfriend.

“Y/N, he is crazy ” said Sirius, trying to take the goblet away from her. “You DONT have to prove anything”

“Sirius Black, you better let go”

There was fire in her eyes, and it kind of turned him on. Smirking at her, he folded his hands and leaned against the wall, as she raised the goblet to her mouth, and took a big swig.

They watched, and she put the empty goblet back on the table, putting her hands against her mouth, eyes wide.
The drink burned her insides.

Her eyes darted to Sirius, who was watching her with much interest, taking a sip from his own drink.

James snorted, “Look at her face ! That was just one drink !”

As she reached for another filled goblet.

“Y/N, let it go please!” Lily whined.

Y/N downed the contents of the goblet, and just stood, her eyes watering up.

“Ohhhh” James said, putting his arm around Lily and pulling her closer to him.

“You are in so much trouble, Potter” Lily grumbled, pushing him away.

“Y/N, you should stop” Remus warned, now really concerned.

Sirius, remained silent his eyes fixed on Y/N.

A couple of globlets later:
“Fine, one more and Im done teasing you !"James said, with a grin. His words were slurring now.

With some effort, Y/N had another shot. And then, she held her stomach, her eyes closed tightly, before muttering, "I think Im going to be sick”

Remus grabbed a dustbin from the corner of the room, and Sirius helped her away from the crowd.

Once they were at a safe distance from the party animals, Y/N bent down over the dustbin, and threw up.

“This is all your fault Potter !” Lily fumed, and stalked off to find some water.

Peter took hold of a thoroughly wasted James, and led him off to his dorm.

Sirius knelt down, and held back Y/N’s hair and rubbed her back slowly as she puked.

“Its alright” he murmured, and she continued for a while.

Once it stopped, Lily wiped her face with some paper towels, and handed her some water.

“Guys, I dont think she can walk to the dorm” Lily said, looking at the sick girl.

“That wont be a problem” said Remus, looking at Sirius with a smile.

Sirius lifted Y/N off her feet bridal style, and carried her upto her dorm.
Y/N held on to his shirt tightly, and he heard her saying incoherent things under her breath.

Remus and Lily watched them, and stayed in the common room with a smile on their faces.

Sirius placed her on her bed gently, but she held on to the collar of his shirt.

“Whats it, babe?” he asked, covering her hands with his.

She mumbled something, and he sat on her bed, leaning down to hear her.

“Dont go” Y/N whispered, the scent of his cologne intoxicating her more. Her hands on his collar, loosened.

Sirius laughed as he lay her down completely, and brushed his fingers on her cheek.

“I really want to kiss you now, you know ?” he said, his voice husky. “When you’re in your proper mind, maybe. Good night, love”