I Would Probably Call It A Bruh Moment

FUCK. OH MY FUCKING GOD

I’m a rude bitch, what are you made of?

Naomi Lapaglia (Wolf of Wall Street) x Female Reader

Warnings/Contains: swearing, canon-typical arguing, unhealthy husband-wife relationship, cheating, top!naomi and bottom!reader, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, dirty talk, inappropriate relationship with employers, unsolicited flirting, flashing, implied exhibitionism

Word Count: 3,225

so what if you were the belfort’s house keeper? and what if you had this nasty crush on naomi? and what if she knew?

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james potter x reader drabbles (+ = 18+ only)

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james take care of you when you’re drunk at a party

james takes care of you, again, drunk at a party

james comes to rescue you after you call him (drunk)

james gets drunk and you look after him for a change

james tries to make a romantic gesture for you, his tired girlfriend

james enjoys some from domestic bliss

james is the sunshine to your rain

james is in love at first sight

james draws a picture and you finally get it

james comforts you after baking gone wrong

james leaves for a trip

james comes back from the trip

james puts his fingers in your mouth

james puts his fingers in your mouth (the prequel)

james and your baby make breakfast

james helps scare off a creep

james potter and the forbidden lakehouse romance

james supports you during chronic pain

james will always stick up for you

james is your flirty bodyguard

james is your angry but soft bodyguard

bodyguard!james comes to rescue you

james tends to a small cut

james loves to talk

james loves to touch you

james loves you for you no matter how shy

james kisses you out of love and not for something more

james thinks you look familiar

james would never cheat on you

james doesn’t like to see you sad or hungry for touch

james reacts to you flinching during an argument

james is hungry for your touch though he won’t say

james can’t clean an oven but he can kiss

james gets comfort after losing a match

james comforts you when you’re anxious

james hates your awful friends

james dotes on his introvert gf at a party

james helps you sleep

james comforts you about strawberry legs

drummer!james is nervous before a show

james doesn’t want you to cry alone

james does laundry and misses you after an argument

james cuddles you in the early morning

james gets breakfast in bed

james makes you cry for the first time +

james warms you up after a shower +

james finds you doing laundry in a state of undress +

james takes your trousers off +

james messes with you at the office +

james ravishes you after time apart +

james teases you for your tenacity +

james likes being called jamie +

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NEEDY THING

lily exans x reader x James potter

warning! innocence kink, sub!reader, dom!james, dom!lily, dacryphillia, fingering, clit play, nipple play, finger sucking, cockwarming, penetrative sex, rough sex, subspace.

I was slotted between Lily’s legs on her bed as the redheads fingers worked at my clit, whines and cries leaving my mouth. She found me crying and bought me back to her dorm to calm me down and then pulled a confession of my hysterics from me.

I had been aching for days on end and had zero clue how to stop it, I was always wet and kept waking up after having certain dreams, my sleep shorts soaked as well as my sheets.

“There you go, baby. See? How nice does that feel?” I grabbed at her arm as I threw my head back and ground my hips up into her hand. “So good, miss.”

She giggled, eyes not even glancing up as e door open, nor did mine.

James Potter, Lily’s boyfriend, walked into the room and smirked, hanging his coat up. “What’s going on here then? Who’s this pretty thing?” He asked as I sobbed and cried.

“She’s just the neediest thing on earth, were so lucky I found her. Doesn’t even understand anything when she’s all subby like this. Doesn’t have to be subby to not understand, just a dumb baby.” Lily teased, slipping her two middle fingers into me as I let out a strangled cry and let her put her other two fingers in my mouth.

“Found her outside, crying her heart out. Just felt so bad, I had to take this pretty girl in. Just look at her pretty little cunt.” Lily said, ignoring my cries as she pulled my legs open more and exposed my dripping pussy. I sucked on her fingers, sobbing whilst my tongue suckled and flicked. “After I’m done playing you can fuck her.” Lily said, brushing my hair back. My cunt fluttered at the filthy words and I screwed my eyes shut as a knot swirled in my tummy, whines growing louder.

“Please, please, please!” I basically screamed around her fingers, legs shaking as lily pumped and curled her fingers faster, her thumb circling my clit whilst James kissed my shoulder. I finally came undone, letting out choked sobs as my ears rung and my vision went black, body thrashing. Lily giggled, holding my hips down as a wet release stained her sheets, finding her own wetness slicking her cunt.

When I finally came down, I rested my head on her chest with her saliva covered fingers and release covered fingers on my thighs, breathing heavily with my chest heaving up and down. The redhead sucked my releasenoff of her fingers before putting her arms under mine to hold me in place, giggling as I whined and tugged agaisnt her grip. “Stay still so jamie can fill you up, mm?” She mused, kissing my head.

“Yes, miss.” I whimpered, watching as James began to unbuckle his belt, looking intensely at me as I bit down on my lip so hard that a pearl of blood formed on my lip. Lily tilted my head up and smudged the blood down my chin before kissing me, her tongue prying my mouth open. My eyes shut as I responded and used my tongue to delve into her mouth, beginning a sloppy make out session between us. Heat built in the bottom of my tummy, soft whines leaving my lips as she laced one arm out of mine and grabbed the back of my hair, kissing me rougher.

James pulled my legs back open, “baby, needa be ready so you don’t get shocked, yeah?” He hummed, lily and I pulling away from the kiss with a lewd slap of our lips. “Yes, sir.” I purred, laying my head back on Lily’s chest. James pumped himself whilst lining up on my entrance, slowly easing into me. I let out a string of whines and whimpers, trying to get away from his throbbing cock. My walls stretched painfully as he bottomed out and I dropped my head back, letting out a wail as he began to thrust.

“Sir!”

He let out a chuckle, “god, you sound so needy. Doesn’t she, lils?” He looked at his girlfriend and she nodded in agreement, hooking her arms under mine again. “Really does, darling. Come on, fuck her harder than that, she can take it, can’t you baby?”

I sniffles and nodded. “I can take it harder, miss.”

That was all James needed to start fucking me even harder, hips clashing into mine as i cried out and pressed my heels to his back, knees on either side of his waist. “So good! So good—oh!”

My eyes screwed shut in pleasure as I bared against him, pushing against his cock. Ecstasy bloomed in m stomach at the feeling and I let out a somber sob, sounding so upset but I was so lost in pleasure.

“There’s my good girl.” Lily coed, brushing my hair out of my face as tears ran down my face, ruining my makeup. “No, she’s my good girl.” James argued, thrusting harder.

“I’m the one who found her,” Lily purred with a proud smirk, reaching down the front of my body and to my chest to grab at my perky little breasts, pinching at my nipples. The two drowned out my feeble cries as they argued and ended up getting James all riled up, so he fucked me even harder.

I screamed and cried, finding myself closer and closer to my brink. “Oh god—mm!” I squealed, hips jolting as his tip prodded my g-spot over and over.

“Go on baby, cum for us.”

I came again with a wail, gasping for air as I clenched tightly around james’ cock, making him come undone on top of me, groaning out profanities.

We all just laid there, sitting in each other’s comfort. But then lily chuckled.

“I just came,” she admitted, causing my eyes to widen as James looked up at her with confusion. “What, how?”

“Her pretty little arse was just rubbing against me because you fucked her so hard and I came at the same time as her.”

I chuckled softly and laid my head back on her chest, whining and protesting as James made a move to pull out. I used the heels of my feet to fully sheathe him back inside of me. “Stay.”

“If you say so,” he laughed, pulling the covers over all of us, soon we fell into a deep sleep, limbs tangled and body parts joined perfectly.

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Safe House

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: cussing, sexual suggestion

A/N: hello! hope you guys enjoy this fluffy fic! happy reading <3

anon requested: could i request a wandanat x civilian!reader oneshot where they keep the reader a secret to keep her safe but then have to go visit the house as a safe house (kinda like the whole clint and his family thing but better bc it’s wanda and nat and not clint) just everyone meeting the reader and some domestic fluff and stuff :)

Summary: Wanda and Natasha bring the team to the safest place they know; their home.

Word Count: 1.4K

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Wanda and Natasha never wanted to let anyone in on their secret. What was the secret, you ask?

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Well…. it was their girlfriend; you.

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You were a normal civilian. You worked as a kindergarten teacher that assisted children with special needs. You had a heart of gold and were the kindest, most patient person that the two Avengers had ever encountered.

The best part about you? You didn’t mind keeping the relationship under wraps. You didn’t care about your own safety, but the safety of your students.

You knew the dangers of being with Wanda and Natasha, and you did not want your students to end up as collateral damage.

Natasha and Wanda also didn’t want that to happen, but your safety was also a priority to them.

So, they never let anyone in on their relationship with you, regardless of the fact that the two women lived in a house with you.

They never intended for their teammates to find out about you, but one day, they had no other choice.

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They had just gotten absolutely wrecked by a team of Hydra agents. The enemies had weapons of destruction that none of the Avengers were prepared for and everyone was in pretty rough condition.

“We need a place to lay low. They will probably be waiting for us at the Compound.” Steve spoke as his injured teammates all stared at him.

Wanda and Natasha shared a look. They knew a place, but you would be there, it was a weekend. Wanda sent Natasha a reluctant nod, answering her unspoken question.

“We know a place.” Natasha’s voice filled the silence of the Quinjet. Everyone except Wanda stared at the redhead questioningly as she slowly stood up and moved to the front of the jet.

She input some coordinates before walking back to her seat and slumping down into it.

“Will we be safe there, Romanoff?” Steve put on his serious voice as Natasha raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow in his direction.

“Considering we’ve kept it a secret from all of you for years, yes. It’s very safe. Loosen your tights a little, Rogers.”

Natasha closed her eyes and leaned into Wanda’s shoulder. The Sokovian placed her head on top of the redhead’s contentedly.

The rest of the team shared a look and decided that they would just go with Nat and Wanda’s plan, not that they really had a choice. It’s not like they had any other options anyway.

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The Quinjet finally landed at the ‘secure location.’ The team of heroes stepped off of the jet and everyone stared in confusion as they were met with a farmhouse.

It didn’t exactly seem like a safe house… it was just… well, a house. Natasha and Wanda led the team up to the front door. They walked through the grassy terrain as if they’ve been here a million times, which they had.

Wanda opened the door to the house as Natasha walked right in. The Sokovian stood there and stared at her teammates who stopped on the porch.

“Are you guys going to stand there or are you going to come in?” Wanda asked as she eyed up her teammates.

They walked in before Wanda closed the door behind them. The brunette walked past her teammates, who awkwardly stood in the foyer.

Wanda placed her shoes beside Natasha’s, seeing as the Russian immediately chucked them off as she entered the house.

“Come on.” Wanda guided the team into the living room, Natasha nowhere to be found.

“So, how do you guys know about this place?” Banner questioned as he took in the cozy living room.

“Well, we kind of live here.” Natasha said as she came in from a different doorway with an unknown person following right behind her.

“Who is this? You guys said this was a safe place.” Steve stared at Natasha and Wanda as soon as he caught sight of the stranger.

“We’re safe, trust me. Guys, this is our girlfriend, Y/N L/N.”

The entire team was shocked by the revelation. Some of their mouths actually dropped as their eyes fluttered between the three of you.

You sent the heroes a small smile and an awkward wave as Natasha wrapped her arm around your waist.

“Uh, hi. It’s very nice to finally meet you all. Wanda and Nat have told me a lot. You are all amazing people.”

There was an awkward silence, the team still trying to process the new information. Wanda rolled her eyes before going to the other side of you and placing a kiss on your cheek.

“We kept her a secret from you all because it was a matter of her safety.” Wanda explained as her teammates digested her words.

“Well, where are our manners? It’s very nice to meet you, Lady Y/N.” Thor sent you a bright smile as he approached you with an extended hand.

You returned the smile and shook his hand gently. “Thank you. It’s nice to meet you as well.”

Thor retreated his hand and moved back to his place next to Tony, who stared at you suspiciously.

“So, how do we know you aren’t a threat?” Everyone’s heads snapped to the billionaire with incredulous looks. He looked at everyone before rolling his eyes.

“Oh, come on! We are all thinking it!” Tony exclaimed as his eyes landed onto you suspiciously.

“Well, I’ve been with Nat and Wanda for over two years now and I’m just a kindergarten teacher for special needs children. There isn’t much to me. If it’d make you feel better, feel free to run a background check on me.”

Everyone’s eyes were on you as you spoke. They were impressed by your profession. You looked like the type of person who would help others.

“That won’t be necessary. Thank you for letting us stay here until we come up with a game plan.” Steve expressed his gratitude as he sent you his golden boy smile.

“It’s no problem at all! It’s nice to have more company. The more, the merrier, right?”

Natasha’s thumb gently caressed your hip and you turned your head to look at her. She was already staring at you with a smile on her face.

Wanda’s arm joined Natasha’s around your waist, their strong arms holding you in a tight embrace.

“If any of you fuck with her, I won’t hesitate to beat your asses into the next dimension.”

You were taken aback by Natasha’s bluntness and you softly punched her arm. She looked at you with fake shock.

“I second that.” Your head whipped to Wanda as you sent her a warning look.

“What? They need to know.” You rolled your eyes at your girlfriends before returning your gaze to the team, who still stood in front of you.

“Well, make yourselves at home! You all can pair up in the guest rooms.” You exclaimed, completely ignoring your girlfriend’s earlier comments as you moved out of their grasp.

The two women whined as your warm body left their sides.

“Oh, stop being a bunch of babies. I love you both, but you guys are in desperate need of a shower.”

They let out dramatic gasps as the team walked past you guys through the doorway and up the stairs.

“So, your love for us has its limits?” Wanda asked you dramatically as she moved inched closer to you.

You took a step back as Natasha followed Wanda’s lead. Your eyes widened as you realized what they had in mind.

“Yes, when you guys are sweaty and dirty. That’s the only exception for my love.”

You let out a squeal as the two women charged at you, engulfing you in their arms as they shoved their faces into each side of your neck.

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You laughed loudly as you protested.

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“No! Please stop! I just took a shower!” Their faces tickled your neck as their arms tightened around you.

They finally let up as they removed their faces from your neck, your body still in a tight embrace.

“Well, guess you’ll just have to take another one with us.” Natasha spoke suggestively as she wiggled her eyebrows playfully at you.

“Oh, no. Absolutely not. Your teammates are in the house!” You spoke firmly as the two women sent you goofy smiles.

“Who cares? It’s our house. We can do whatever we want… or whoever we want.” Wanda’s Sokovian accent slipped out as she leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your lips.

You let out a moan as she bit on your bottom lip as she pulled away.

“My answer is still no.” You mumbled with your eyes still closed. You opened them again with a small giggle as your girlfriends immediately protested.

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“Baby, please!”

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“We’ve been gone for weeks! We need some action!”

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Reader being incredibly uncomfortable: No. 

Student Never: Why not?! 

Reader: Because you are a child!  I think it's pretty obvious! 

Student Never: But I become legally of age in a week! 

Reader: I don't care, it doesn't change the fact that I'm an adult, your teacher and you my student. It's very unhealthy and I'll ask you to stop harassing me to accompany you on a date. 

Student Never: But love has no age! 

Reader: *Sarcastically* Mmhmm... And prison is just one huge extended-stay vacation club.  I'm not interested so leave my classroom immediately to join your next class. 

Student Never: *In a mad rage* You're going to regret refusing my advances! 

Reader: *Not at all impressed* I assure you that your wishes will not come true at all.  Now, go. 

Student Never: *Cruel smile* Honestly I pity you.  Everyone knows you cling to your feelings for the Dean of Evil, but she never cared about you!  You should have accepted the chance I gave you before you ended up a lonely old woman.  Wouldn't that be pitiful for a Princess Ever? 

Reader: *Completely neutral face* Maybe, in the meantime why don't you tell your Dean what you think? 

*Student Never suddenly realizing there are no longer two people in the class but three and slowly turning to face Leonora*

Leonora: Have you got nothing better to do than threaten like a puppy learning to bite on your teacher and miss your class to declare your feelings useless? 

Student Never having lost all courage in front of the terrifying Dean: Uh... I..

Leonora: Get out.  Now. 

*The student runs away*

Leonora letting out a bored sigh when there are only two left in the room: I swear it's the third time this week that a student has come late to class to confess their feelings for you.  Can't they interpret the signals and the hickeys that I left along your neck and your collarbone as a clear message that you belong to me and that you are not attracted to boring kids? 

Reader: *Shrugs with an amused but embarrassed smile* I don't know why they go blind to the signs, I don't do anything to hide the hickeys. 

Leonora: *Teasing smile* Maybe I should do more to get the message across. You have 30 minutes until your next class and that's all the time I need.  Sit on your desk, Darling, I'm going to be very busy with you.

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🦦 james sucking your tit while your sleeping because yes ALSO CONGRATS ON 800

Nsfw. Not proofread, m’sorry.  And it’s just kinda all over the place. Hope you like it enough though.

Word Count: 656

James tightened his hold on you as panic surged through him. Dancing between consciousness and treacherous sleep that threatened to drag him deeper into the terrifying depths of his mind where his worst fears swam, circling his consciousness, stalking him like predators did their prey.

He let out a pathetic whimper as terror swept through him at the thoughts of the impending war swirling through his mind. The idea of losing you, of Sirius or Remus. Or Godric forbid you had him pulling you closer to his chest. As more panic flooded his head he could feel himself slipping, into what? He didn’t know and he thought it better not to find out. 

Scrambling to the surface of his cognizance to evade the dark thoughts that snapped at his ankles as he trod water, the surface of his consciousness shimmering mockingly with the promise of safety that resided in the room, in your arms.

It was like taking a breath of air after years of living underwater as he was torn back to reality, to the room that spun around him, his head throbbing as the fear that brewed inside him still thrummed through his veins.

It took him a moment, but once he realized that the pressure he was feeling was your body pressed against him he let out a sigh of relief. Gazing down at you allowed him to begin to tether himself to the room, he smiled at how ethereal you looked with the thin slivers of moonlight washing over your face. But no matter how close he snuggled into you it wasn’t enough, he needed more.

Shifting the two of you so that his head rested in the crook of your arm he was able to inch down the silky material of your night shift that you paired with some of his sweat pants, allowing your tit to release from the restrictive material.

The sight of your bare breast brought him more comfort than he ever would’ve thought, he brought a hand up to run his finger around your areola, watching as the skin pebbled beneath his touch. Once it was hard to his satisfaction he leaned in towards you, latching his mouth onto your nipple so that he could suck gently at the skin. 

Simply having his mouth on your nipple began to calm the dark haired boy down, sucking on it with a little more fervor James felt his eyes begin to flutter closed, it was so dark in the room it was too difficult to differentiate between the view eyes open and eyes closed. 

Letting out a content hum James felt the tendrils of panic dissipating from his spine, being replaced by the comfort of your hand as it found his bareback,

“Hey baby,” You murmured sleepily, the hand not on his back running its fingers through his hair, “Whatcha doing up?”

Regretfully he pulled away from your nipple to answer you, replacing his mouth with his fingers which held the wet, hardened bud between his thumb and index finger, rolling it slightly. 

“Bad dream,” He replied simply, quickly moving his head to return your nipple into his mouth.

“I’m sorry baby,” You frowned down at him, wishing you could take away all of his pain, “And sucking on Mommy’s nipples helps with that?”

He hummed affirmatively around your skin, and though usually, the sight of him drolling over your tit would make you gushing, in your sleepy, sedated state all you could think about was how pure and gorgeous he looked.

You were silent for a moment, your focus trained on him, “You think you can go back to sleep pretty boy?”

His response came with a silent shrug of his shoulders as he continued to lazily suck your nipple. 

“Well try to get some sleep my darling,” You brought his hand to your mouth to kiss the center of his palm, “I’ll see you in the morning.”

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The Not-So-Perfect Sister

Pairing: Sirius Black x potter!reader

Word Count: 4,442

Warnings: Under aged drinking, mentions of neglect, overall angsty

Summary: James Potters sister who had felt put of place her whole life finally breaks when Lily Evans arrives at her house.

A/n: I really like this one. Kinda angst but sweet. My inbox is open feel free to send in requests! Hope you guys like it too!

Being a Potter seemed like an easy gig to most people. The big house, nice family, a large amount of money, it definitely seemed like a piece of cake. And if your name is James then yes, yes it was. But if your name was y/n- or as most people called you James' sister -than no, no it wasn't. 

When you were eleven you had walked up to the chair and sat down with your eyes locked on your smiling brother. He was seated between his three best friends and practically glowing with excitement from the gold and red table.

The old hat was placed on your head and you could already the word that would flow from its leathery mouth. But to your surprise along with everyone else's in the large dining hall, not even a second after the hat landed on your y/h/c head it bellowed, "Slytherin!" 

The hall fell silent and your eyes, still on your brother went wide. James' on the other hand narrowed, his lips piercing to a thin line. 

You felt your heart break as your best friend turned away from you in disgust. And at eleven years old you had already been smashed to pieces by the person you loved most. 

Your parents had sent you a letter telling you it was alright to be in a different house but they didn't act like it was. When James joined the quidditch team they had cheered for him and came to as many games as they could. 

When you joined the Slytherin team as a keeper they had dismissed it with a wave of a hand and only came to your games when you happen to be playing Gryffindor. They were always adorned in yellow and red. 

They almost never sent you letters when James received one once a week. They would support James no matter what, but if you slipped up even once they would come down on you in a hail storm of fury.

By third year you stopped coming home over breaks, you would spend Christmas at Hogwarts alone. But summers were unavoidable. You would simply go home and hide in your room, only coming down stairs for meals which you eat in silence as you listened to your parents gush about James' achievements. 

When Sirius joined you in your fourth year, their fifth, your life went from bad to worse.

Sirius was an asshole. He always was and always will be. He was arrogant and stubborn, he was sure he was the best thing in the world and that he had everyone trapped under his finger. And watching him receive more love from your parents than you did made living under the same roof as the boy nearly impossible. 

What made it worse was the fact that he was irritatingly handsome. He was dashing and charming, somehow managing to make you hate him just to avoid feeling something else.  It made you sick that you even had thoughts of him in a positive way whatsoever. But even though you would never admit it, you did.

And now you had to welcome another one of your least favorite people into your life.

You hated Lily Evans. From the minute layed eyes on the girl you could feel a sickening loathing build up in you like a fire. With each overly sweet smile she threw and disgustingly soft laugh she uttered the larger that fire burned. 

It wasn't like she had ever done anything wrong to you. She was always nice when you passed in the hallways, she never picked on you or called you 'James' little sister' a term you had grown to hate. She was always kind to you, even when your brother was being a brat like usual. And that was one of the many reasons you hated her. 

She was perfect. It made you want to hurl. Her fiery red hair and emerald eyes. Her perfect grades and great scores. She was kind, brave, smart and cunning. She had it all. Plus your brother, who wouldn't even spare you a glance, trailed after her like a lost puppy. She was the physical embodiment of everything you hated. 

Of course now she was dating James which meant you had to put up with her bullshit even more than usual. 

You were downstairs making yourself a sandwich, when the doorbell rang. You rolled your eyes and walked to go open it. 

You swung the door open ready to shoo away some girl scouts when you came face with your worst nightmare.

"Hey y/n!" She smiled waving a bit. 

Your mouth dropped and eyes went wide before narrowing to slits and your mouth slamming shut into a scowl. 

You merely growled the word "Nope." Before slamming the door shut straight into her face. 

"Y/n! What the hell?" You turned your mood souring from bad to worse. 

"You deal with you preppy girlfriend James, I dont have the energy for her." You hissed. 

He simply rushed past you his shoulder hitting yours harshly as he passed and opened the door.

"Lily, I am so sorry for my sister is being an asshole again.." 

The rest of the conversation died out as you snatched your sandwich and darted upstairs. You quickly slammed into James room to meet Sirius, who was adorned in only a towel his black hair dripping wet. You ignored the sight and focused on the problem at hand.

"What the hell y/n?!" Sirius snapped, his face flushing. 

"Yeah what the hell!" You responded to worked up to care about his lack of clothing. 

Sirius shot you a confused look, his cheeks now a blazing red.

"Why is Evans here?!" You screeched. 

"Maybe because she's meeting her boyfriend's parents?" Sirius bellowed back, "Now get out!" 

You ran from the room slamming the door behind you and retreating from your safe haven. You stopped in your tracks when you saw your mother frantically attempting to clean your room. 

"Y/n!" She scolded, "Your room is a complete disaster!" 

"What are you doing in here?" You asked voice angry. 

"Lily is going to be sleeping in here so clean this place up!" She yelled motioning to your disaster of a room. 

Your fury strengthened, "I wont clean shit for that bitch." You growled. 

"Y/n!" Your mother gasped in disgust.

You left before she had a chance to say anything more. Your head pounded as you thundered down the steps not bothering to move in the slightest as your brother and his girlfriend ascended upward. You shouldered them roughly out of the way James protests fading in the back of your mind.

You ran for the door, grabbing your purse and shoes from the mudroom before sprinting onto the street. 

It had rained that night so everything was damp, causing your mitch-matched socks thin fabric to grow cold and wet. The scent of wet asphalt and dewy grass filled you helping to calm your nerves as you ran from your inevitable future. 

You knew that eventually you were going to have to go back to that house and deal with your mother and father and brother and his girlfriend and probably his best friend too. But you ignored that fact sitting on a bench to pull on your converse. You didn't bother to tie them. 

You then stood up and began to walk with no destination in mind. You walked for about an hour before you realized how hungry you are. You never got to eat that sandwich and breakfast was a distant memory. 

You quickly found a small coffee shop and walked inside enjoying the strong scent of the beverage it emitted. You ordered before plopping down at your table and staring helplessly out the window. You watched people move back and forth outside of the window feeling slightly like a tiger locked in a zoo behind the thick glass. You stared at the thick purple clouds that bruised the grey sky, ignoring who's eyes they reminded. You were so entranced with the scene in front of you, you didn't even notice that your food was placed in front of you until you turned to see it there, the sandwich slightly cold. 

You sighed, too hungry to discard the food put in front of you. You ate slowly, as if you were unsure if the meal was safe. You then turned your head back to the street to see a dark haired boy smirking back at you. You instantly stood, sprinting for the door. 

The idea of being brought back to that house made you want to hurl the sandwich you had just eaten. So you began to run not bothering to look back, your feet thundered on the wet cement of the sidewalk before you turned down an alley only to yelp when you were greeted by a bored looking Sirius Black. 

"Did you seriously think that you could outrun me." He questioned eyebrows raised.

"I could if you didn't use magic." You scoffed, attempting to shoulder past him and continue to the next street over. You were stopped when he grabbed you shoulder harshly. 

"Why the hell did you run?" He asked almost seeming worried. You quickly brushed off the thought. Sirius Black doesn't worry, much less about Slytherins. 

You hummed pretending to think, "Maybe because I don't want to deal with greasy haired asshole who is going to take me back to my living hell?" 

"Hey!" Sirius protested, clearly offended, "My hair is not greasy!" 

"You can not be serious." You sneered rolling your eyes. 

"I'm always sirius." He smiled back satisfied with his overused and unoriginal pun.

You resisted the urge to smack him. "Why did you come anyways?" 

"Your brother sent me." He shrugged, "plus we both know you don't want to walk all the way back to your house."

"Who said I was going back?" You challenged, eyes narrowing.

Sirius sighed, "You are going back weather you get on my bike yourself or I force you onto it." You glowered at him. 

"If I could you use magic I would wipe your ass all over the street." You threatened. 

"I know." He smiled, "that's why I'm happy you can't." 

"I'm not going." You decided planting your feet and crossing your arms, head held high.

Sirius let out a strenuous sigh clearly annoyed, "Come on." He whined, "Your brother said I had to bring you back." 

You pursered your lips, looking away from the boy. 

He groaned, "Are you fucking with me?" 

"Nope." You responded lips popping on the p. 

"You're really going to make me hex you?" He grumbled. 

You nodded making the boy let out another moan in protest before raising his wand and muttering "Rictusempra."

You immediately burst into giggles "You asshole." You spit out between laughs as a tickling sensation made you lose all other abilities. 

Sirius grabbed you throwing you over his shoulder like you were a doll. 

"I'm gonna kill you." You giggled unable to stop the laughter spurring from your mouth. 

"I'm so threatened." Sirius smirked back before plopping you down on his motorcycle and buckling his helmet on your y/h/c head. 

"Hold onto my waist, I don't want you to die." 

"Really?" You chucked, voice uncharacteristically high. 

"I'm on my way to changing my mind." He sighed sitting down trying to to flush as your arms hugged close to his waist your body shaking with giggles. 

He reversed the spell at the first stoplight you reached and then continued his way back to your house, your chest pressed to his back. When you pulled back up to your house it was growing dark out and you were beginning to question your entire existence. 

You groaned into Sirius leather jacket and banged your head onto his back. 

"Can we not going inside?" You asked hopefully, glancing at the house its windows glowing warmly, the door reminding you of an entrance to hell. 

"You got yourself into this one y/n/n, get yourself out." He shrugged before hopping off the motorcycle and snatching the helmet off your head. 

"Don't call me y/n/n and I didn't get myself into anything you guys are just all assholes." You spoke harshly.

"How was I possibly an asshole?" Sirius exclaimed. 

"Umm how about you hexed me and then forced me back to my house?" 

"I was helping you!" He yelled exasperated. 

"You were not!" You shot back, "You practically kidnapped me!" 

"You're impossible." Sirius scoffed at you before turning on his heel and heading inside. 

You scowled angry all over again before turning to face the house you knew you would have to walk into sooner or later. 

You paced back and forth for a second before biting your lip and walking slowly up your porch steps. You then slowly opened the door and slipped inside. You were greeted by the sound of laughter and the clatter of silverware. 

You poked your head cautiously around the corner to see your family seated for dinner. 

Sirius was serving himself some pasta while your mother talked to Lily and James messed with your dad. 

You felt your heart clench at how right it looked. The perfect son, the head boy and the quidditch star. The friend who needed help and received it, needing a family and getting one. And of course the perfect daughter. With red hair to match her robes and perfect grades. The head girl who would no doubt have an amazing life after school. 

You tried to imagine yourself at the table sitting in the empty seat, your head bent, staring at the food refusing to meet your parents eyes, your green shirt looking odd against the wave of red. The fact was that you didn't belong and never would. So you went upstairs snatched a blanket and a pillow and retreated to your basement. 

You plopped onto the couch and released a breath you didn't realize you were holding. You felt your eyes prick with tears as the image of the perfect family upstairs burned in your eyelids and you wanted to scream. 

You slammed your hands on to your closed eyelids, enjoying the pressure they provided, keeping tears behind them. Because the truth was as much as you hated your family you wanted nothing more than to be apart of it. You had spent your whole life attempting to get noticed, to simply be acknowledged as half the person they saw James as. But year after year you were left more and more broken. And now your parents fell in love with a girl they had known for only one night. It made you sick. Your hatred for Lily growing into a nightmarish beast. 

Your eyes popped open when you heard someone descending the stairs. You turned to see your brother leaning against the railing arms crossed eyebrows furrowed. 

"What do you want James?" You scoffed sitting up on your elbows. 

"What do I want?" James hissed, "I want to know why my sister is such a selfish prat." 

You sat all the way up glaring at your brother, "I'm the selfish one?" You glowered in disbelief. 

"Yeah, yeah you are." James spat. 

You stood walking to meet your brother, "How in bloody hell was I being selfish?!" You growled. 

"How about slamming the door in Lily's face, or I don't know swearing at mom or maybe calling my girlfriend a bitch before running off to fairyland?!"James was yelling now his voice echoing off the small room."Your damned lucky Sirius offered to find you because I'm done with it!"

You shook your head, "Sirius said you sent him to get me. He was lying?" You asked softly, You silently wished him to say that he wanted you back, that he had sent him, that he had wanted you here.

"Of course I didn't!" James shouted "Not everything is about you!"

You felt your heart crumpled. He hadn't wanted you back. Hell, he would have been happier if you had stayed gone. You willed yourself not to cry, so instead you laughed, a crazy demonic sound ripping from your throat and escaping your lips, "Your right James!" You screeched, "Not everything is about me!" Your fire full smile broke into a sneer, "It's all about you." 

James looked taken aback for a second guilt flashing momentarily into his dark eyes before being replaced with anger. 

"It's all about you. You and your perfect grades and your perfect friends." You could feel tears pricking at your eyes. "You and your quidditch bullshit, and your god damn bright fucking future!" You spat the words like venom from your mouth, "You and your bitchy girlfriend who's going to make the perfect little daughter in law!" You were now yelling your voice feeling raw as tears dripped off your chin. 

"Stop calling her a bitch!" James screamed back. 

Just then the door opened and Lily, Sirius and your parents came hurling down the stairs. 

"What in bloody hell is going on!" Sirus shouted but you ignored him. 

"I'm so sorry for calling shit as it is, your girlfriend is a bitch. B-I-T-C-H. BITCH!"  You wailed taking a step forward, you were now looking directly into your brothers eyes, just barley below him, less than a foot away. 

You saw his eyes burn, anger filling them, turning their dark brown pigment to black. 

And then he did something you would never imagine him to do in his life. 

James raised his hand and with one swift movement slapped you clean across the cheek

You heard a series or gasps and yells fall around you, your ears ringing slightly. You could feel where his hand had struck your skin, it was hot and thumping, a dull sting finding its home there. 

You slowly turned your head back to meet your brothers eyes which were now wide with surprise and guilt. 

You slowly removed the hand that had instinctively risen to your cheek and stared hurt and broken in front of your brother who's mouth had dropped open. 

"Y/n, oh my God I didn't-" 

"Rot in hell Potter." You spat your voice deep and dark. And with that you sprinted up the stairs. 

As you began to move the world resumed and everyone else began to take action as well.

You saw James stumble backwards Lily beginning to go to him but Sirius beating her to it and reaching the boy himself. You then heard him yell something you were too delirious to understand before a thud was heard followed closely by another shriek. You shouldered past your parents as you accented the stairs, the fact that they didn't even spare you a glance stung more than a slap ever could. 

For the second time that day you sprinted out onto the street, the crisp air hitting your hot face in a refreshing blow. You stumbled into the night ignoring your bare feet and chilled arms. You had no destination in mind as you sprinted down the sidewalk, you only had a location to get as far as possible from. You wished you had been thinking enough to grab your purse, you could have gone to a bus stop and left to Merlin knows where. 

You made it four blocks before one of your feet caught behind your heel and you were flung to the ground by the ever cruel gravity. 

Your hands hit the damp cement first followed directly by your chin causing you to bite roughly down on your lip. 

You didn't even bother to move debating weather living was even worth it. You could taste the blood in your mouth and feel it seeping from your hands as you lay unmoving under the buzzing streetlamp. 

You were pretty sure you would have lay on that sidewalk, your body shaking with sobs, blood slowly filling your mouth until you died if a strong pair of arms hadn't swept you up. 

You instinctively buried your head into the familiar musky scent as Sirius pulled you close to him. 

"Hey, hey you're okay." He mumbled quietly into your hair, smoothing it clumsily down as he pulled your head into his chest. "You're okay, I've got you." 

You sobbed uncontrollably into Sirius as he mumbled sweet nothings into your ear and held you close to him. 

"I-im sorry." You choked out eventually,  pulling away from the boy slightly. 

"What on earth are you sorry for love?" Sirius chuckled softly pushing the damp hair from your face. 

"I think I got your jacket wet." You muttered a soft smile darting onto your lips. 

Sirius let out a soft laugh, "You are ridiculous." His smile disappeared when he saw your lip.

"I'm okay." You muttered wiping the blood from you lips with a wince. 

"No your not." Sirius sighed quietly. 

He watched your face deflate and he realized that was probably the first time that someone hadn't let you lie to them. Hadn't let you hide behind the thick walls you had built. He called your bluff and it was unfamiliar and strange to you. 

"Why did you lie?" You asked quietly.

"About what?" The boy questioned, confused.

"James didn't send you. He told me."

Sirius flushed before shaking his head he definitely needed to change the subject, "James is an idiot." 

"He's your friend." You shrugged. 

"Yeah well I don't know if that's true anymore." 

You knotted your eyebrows, "Why's that?" 

Sirius sighed "I knocked him out." 

Your mouth dropped.

"If it was anyone else that hit you I would have killed them on the spot." He murmured.

You smiled slightly torn at the idea of your brother getting knocked out by his best friend. 

Sirius decided that you needed something desperately, the same thing he had needed when he left home. 

"Let's get you a drink." 

Your eyes rose to meet his a bit uncertain, before you nodded, "Please."

Sirius smiled as he pulled you to his motorcycle, lazily tucking the helmet onto your head and buckling it for you, his face dancing red at the proximity of your soft pink lips.

You walked into the bar Sirius at your arm. The two of you sat on the stools and Sirius used a bit of magic to order your drinks. 

He handed you a shot of vodka setting one in front of himself. 

You glanced down at the small glass then back up at Sirius before shrugging and raising swiftly to your lips. 

Sirius did the same laughing brightly when he saw your face scrunched in discomfort. 

"That was disgusting!" You coughed, laughing a bit, "Get me another one!" 

Sirius burst into laughter once again ordering you both another round, "This is the last one though, I don't want to have to take you home drunk." He said eyebrows raised. 

You smiled back, downing the second shot a bit more easily than the last, enjoying the warmth that twirled down your throat to your stomach. 

Sirius and you left, you a bit tipsy, him seemingly sober. 

"Let's get you home." He muttered smiling about at your beaten and battered form. 

Suddenly you broke free of him and stumbled backwards, catching yourself on the side of the building. 

"I don't want to go home." You pouted. 

"Sorry Y/n we have got to go back." Sirius sighed. 

"I'M NOT GOING BACK!" You yelled harshly, anger flowing through you. 

"Y/n/n come on it's not that bad, let's head back." Sirius sighed sympathetically. 

"I know your parents were shit Sirius, but at least they were terrible people!" You yelled. 

Sirius rose both eyebrows, "What?"

"Your parents were terrible people right?" You slurred a bit.

Sirius nodded.

"And they hated you because you weren't like them, you weren't s-somebody who would kill a-and hurt, so they hated you for being different. For being a good person." You rambled tears slowly falling from your cheeks.

"Y/n/n we seriously need to get you home." Sirius grumbled worriedly. 

"You're not listening to me!" You screeched taking a step back. 

Sirius stood unsure of what to do.

"My parents hate me for the same reason, because I'm different and I'm not like them." Your voice breaking mid sentence stabbing Sirius in the chest. 

"And because they are 'good people' and they are nice and kind and heros being different than them means I'm a terrible person." Tears now rolled coolly down your check leaving silver streaks in their wake. 

Sirius' face crumbled, "No, no, no. Y/n your not a terrible person, your a great person." He gushed rushing forward to capture you in his embrace. 

"Then why do they hate me?" You asked voice small and weak. 

"They don't hate you y/n. They love you." He mumbled softly one hand wrapping around your waist while the other gripped your head softly pulling you into him. 

You shook your head slowly afraid if you spoke anymore that your eyes would flood with tears once again. 

"Hey." Sirius murmured, causing your big y/e/c eyes to look up at him. "They love you, James loves you" 

You looked away from his stormy grey eyes tired of hearing lies. 

"Hey." He repeated bring your attention back to the storms resting behind his head. "I love you." 

His whisper resonated through the chilled air, like the final note of an orchestra, the strings still not unmoving. You stared at him in wonder. Then your stood on your toes and grabbed the back of his neck slowly pulling him toward you. 

Your lips connected in a sweet, salty kiss. The taste of blood and alcohol lingering between you. You felt his slightly chapped lips moved smoothly against yours making your heart flutter as your hand played with his dark locks, his own finding your waist and pulling you towards him. 

You pulled away softly gasping lightly for air as your noses brushed lightly. Sirius' own heavy breaths tickling your face as your foreheads leaned together. 

"I-I t-think I love you too Sirius." You fumbled lightly with your words. 

He simply responded by reconnecting your lips in a desperate kiss, savoring the metallic taste of blood mixed with the sharpness of alcohol. You tasted like a sin, his tongue dancing across your lips before they opened allowing it to slip inside. 

When you finally pulled away for the second time. You looked into his glassy storm filled eyes brushing his cheek gently with your thumb. 

"I need you." You whispered quietly into the night. And for the first time in a long time you felt loved.

Part 2

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If You Run, Run To Me (18+) PT. 1|2

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: It’s been six months since you and your friend Natasha started sleeping together. When Natasha catches wind of your feelings for her, will she run?

Word count: 1.7K

Warnings: angst, smut (thigh riding, fingering)

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