She’s My Best Friend,yeah We Are Not A Couple (Daniel Radcliffe X Reader)

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Shared secrets, sweaters, and sweet liquor (1.6k)

summary: autumn arrives at hogwarts, regulus and reader make the most of their final year there by sharing sweaters, secrets, and sweet liquor.

warnings: drinking

pairing: regulus black x fem!reader

a/n: managed to write this because i had a really empty day today!! Hope you enjoy it, likes n reblogs r appreciated xxx

You set down the fork after taking the last piece of pie on your plate. In front of you sat Regulus Black with a toothless grin, a grin that's been on his face since the beginning of the feast. You couldn't help but light up at the thought of another of his mischievous endeavors. 

"What is it, Black? You've been grinning since this feast started. Got something good on your mind?" 

He only chuckled a little, pushing his plate in front of him to signal that he was done eating. "Later, after we finish.' He waved off, "Wait for me in the common room an hour after curfew."

Your cheeks grew warmer as you bit your lips and stared at him. His dark hair resting neatly on his forehead and his cheeks growing warmer himself.

It felt so easy with Regulus, and you wanted to keep doing this over and over again. The past seven years in Hogwarts running through your mind. Nostalgia peering around the corner as you replay the memories of you two, it had been so many wonderful years with him.

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It was later at night did your friends greet you goodbye, retiring to their own dorms as you stayed put in front of the fireplace. Regulus should be there any minute now, he'd promised to come down later after his dorm mates had gone to sleep. 

You spent a few minutes there alone only curling up with your blanket, tucking your socked feet to the corner of the small loveseat. 

A quiet patter of footsteps caught your ear then, smiling as you turned your head behind and saw Regulus with a sweater in his hands. "Sorry, Barty was cleaning up a little late." He offered a pity smile as he walked closer to you and dropped his body on the leather loveseat. 

"No problem at all.' You smiled shyly as his thigh touched your feet. You took it as a sign to move your leg and make space for him. Your legs ended up propped on the small table in front of you. 'So, what was so exciting you wanted me here alone?" 

Regulus hummed a quick tune, moving closer to you and mirroring your position as well. "Remember the party my parents had last summer? The time I went back home." You nodded at him, eyes never leaving his face.

"Oh yes. I highly remember your annoying letters waiting for me in my dorm." You recalled the memory to your brain. It felt so long ago, the time where Regulus sent you countless letters. Miss you, it contained—you flushed slightly at his sign off. But most of the letters were him complaining about the new robes his parents got for him, and of the girls he had to charm his way for marriage. Oh, you turned green just a little at that part of the letter. 

"Well it turned out that there was something good that came of it after all." He grinned even wider. Now his hands went to the sweater and lifted a part of it to reveal a medium sized bottle of liquor.

"No!" You laughed with surprise, Regulus quickly shushing you with a panicked expression. "No!' The words turning to a whisper 'How? I thought the cabinet was so well guarded." You let our a surprised chuckle and he just shook his head.

"Well it was. But I managed to figure out the spell to open it." Regulus quickly handed the bottle over to you, leaned back casually and watched as you uncapped the cap.

"Oh Reg, you just made this night so much better. And here I was thinking you just couldn't wait to spend time with me." 

He chuckled, "I can never wait to spend time with you Y/n. You know that." Both of you flushed at the same time the words were out of his mouth. 

Your laugh came out nervously as you bought the bottle close to your lips and took a long sip. Then you handed the bottle over to Regulus and pointed to the sweater, "This for me?" You asked as he took a sip of the sweet liquor. 

"Oh yeah, I know how cold you get what we stay here at night." He said so casually. So fucking casually. And yet those words meant so much to you. It meant that he knew you so well— of course he did. You spent the last seven years being glued to each other. 

But it was different. Regulus thought of you; thought of how you wore so many layers and warm up in front of the fireplace but still get so cold. It was as if someone had tattooed it inside his brain permanently. He knew you. And you knew him. And you loved him for it, you've always loved him so hard for it. 

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It didn't take long for the bottle to quickly run out of content. At this point you were already laughing loudly and Regulus was rushing to your side, finger to your lips and voice in a whisper "Yn, Y/n. Be quiet, Merlin. Someone will catch us here." He said so seriously. 

Regulus had changed his position, his upper body now placed atop your legs. You welcomed him with open arms, loving the weight of his body on you. You laughed again as your hands came to fluff up his dark hair. Once neat was already so mussed up. But you thought he looked so pretty that way. So pretty if he let everyone see how he acted around you.  

One second you were silent, then you were both laughing at each other. Then he was shifting his body, slotting his body between your legs. His face upturned so that it was near yours, and you leaned down to him; not seeming to get enough of his beautiful grey eyes. Your faces so close, cheeks so flushed, tears even nearly escaping at the amount of laughter you've both let out.

"How— how strong is this stuff, Reg?" You hiccup, covering your mouth as your cheeks flush again with embarrassment. 

He shrugged while a chortle could be heard, "I don't really know Y/n, I think it may be stronger than— than I thought." He laughed immediately after. "Oh Merlin, this will hurt tomorrow." 

You snickered at him, the soft plane of your palm cupping his cheek. "Really? I wouldn't know, I've never been this drunk." Regulus pushed his face closer to your hand. He loved the feeling of your hands on his face, your fingertips caressing his cheeks lightly. He tried to hold in the urge to close the distance between you two and just plant his lips on yours.

"I'll take care of you." He whispers so softly you wouldn't have heard it if the laughter wasn't suppressed. "Al—' he hiccups, 'always."

You've never been this red before, cheeks so warm. His words made all the butterflies swarm in your pit. You lift your palm from the place it held on his cheek to swipe the hair that had flopped down to his forehead now.

"Can I share a secret with you?" You asked with your voice so low. Regulus thought right then that it was his time to die. He'd die after hearing how soft your voice was, how gentle and how lovely you looked right now.

Regulus was suddenly hyper aware of how good you looked in his giant sweater, the ends met your thigh and the sleeves touched your fingertips. It looked so big on you, it did on him too because of how lanky he was built. But he thought that you looked so much better than him in that sweater. 

He blanked out for a while until you tapped his head, "Reg, you there?" He nods once and you clear your throat.

"Alright. Here goes … uh— I actually …' you took a small breath and pushed more black hair behind his ear. "I'm actually crazy for you." 

Regulus looked up, eyes wide. Your heart was pounding as he opened his mouth and shut it again, not sure what to say. "It would be nice if you said something, you know?" You say playfully. All while he was still staring at you, not believing his ears for one second.

"I— you …" He stuttered out, you thought it was adorable how red and wide eyed he became at your words. Another laugh escaped your lips and he was undone. "Y/n …, I've been— Well I've been trying to figure out how to say that to you since we've met, you know that?" He says so easily, occasionally hiccups and trampling over his words. "And I'm so glad, I mean so glad you said that because I— Merlin I …"

Your hands stopped messing with his hair and instead cupped his cheeks. You leaned your face down, hair spilling over your head and grazing Regulus' forehead. You were positioned a head above him so you could see his face clearly now. 

"Would it just be easier if I just kissed you?" 

Regulus flushed, cleared his throat and then, "Please." 

You closed the gap between the two of you almost immediately. The room felt so hot now that you were so close to him, so warm against him. Your lips moved in sync, both dancing and breathing each other's scent at the same time. 

Your hands were all over his hair, never seeming to get enough of the black kinks. He smiles in the middle of the kiss, his heart leaping just a little when you pull back for a huff of air. 

—@ wrathspoet

I am a clumsy person soooooo

Omg omg can you do regulus with a clumsy reader

yeah sure I guess, but it'll be similar to the tom one I think.

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➡ pairing : regulus black x reader.

➡ genre : fluff, humour.

➡ content/warning(s) : mentions of bruises and injuries, clumsy! reader.

➡ summary : just regulus taking care of his clumsy s/o.

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is a worried boy.

a little bit of clumsiness is understandable but everyday? yeah he kind of wants to put you on a leash ( and not in the kinky way- )

honestly offers you piggyback rides on the stairs so you don't trip and fall to your eternal doom.

knows alot of healing spells since he plays on the slytherin quidditch team.

is genuinely surprised by how clumsy you are.

"sweetheart, how do you manage to bruise yourself all over in a matter of hours?"

scared for your safety.

lots of handholding and blushing.

as time passes, it'll just be instinctual, a second nature to the two of you.

doesn't trust you alone on a broomstick.

lowkey wants to baby proof things since you keep stubbing your little toe and later on complaining about it to him.

kinda feels like a stressed mother.

is very protective of you.

kisses your injuries sometimes.

tells your friends to keep an eye on you when he's not around.

finds your clumsiness endearing.

does not trust you with certain spells and certainly keeps you away from potions work.

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Guys as a sorry for not posting yet I made a trailer for the first one shot,you can check it out on my tiktok

could you do harry potter and the reader just like fucking the whole night?

Pairing: Harry Potter x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, overstimulation, unprotected sex, creampie

You’ve always loved spending Christmas at Hogwarts. The whole castle seemed to be thrumming with overwhelming holiday energy, hundreds, thousands even, of small elaborate trinkets decorating even the most secluded corners, and despite the biting chill that usually occurred within ancient walls during that time of the year, there always was hint of something warm and cozy flying in the air

But Christmas season became even more special since you started dating famous Harry Potter, a chosen one, but in fact just a sweet boy, tired of deathly adventures and endless attention, who wanted nothing more than a calm happy life, surrounded by his lover and friends. He didn’t have a loving and supportive family to come over to for winter break, and you simply didn’t have a heart to leave poor boy all alone during that time of the year. So you either stayed at Hogwarts or invited Harry to your place, your parents happily accepting him at your home. This year though you two decided to remain at school, devoting all of your free time to each other, getting such needed alone time without Hermione and Ron bickering endlessly on the background

During those weeks castle was deserted except for the staff and a few other students deciding to abandon their homes for this year, spending all days in a company of themselves and simply enjoying such needed rest. Needless to say that Gryffindor dorms were as uninhabited as ever, it seemed like the only people left there were you and Harry, which allowed you to do practically whatever your souls pleased

Soft candlelight fills boy’s dormitory, making it feel all cozy and warm. Stiff air is permeated with the strong scent of sex, salacious wet noises fill the space of the room, getting muffled by furniture and heavy curtains adorning each of five windows, as you impale yourself over and over again on Harry’s throbbing cock, causing mind-numbing pleasure circulating through both your bodies. Your grip on his shoulders is firm and you bounce up and down on his length, your clit rubbing against boy’s pelvis with every thrust you make

Harry’s hands slide up and down your sides, following the curve of your waist and hips almost religiously. His green eyes are fixated on your tits, watching hungrily as they bounce up and down with every snap of your pelvis against his. Boy’s swollen from constant kissing and biting lips are opened slightly, small whimpers and moans slip past them, he doesn’t even try restraining all the sound pouring past them anymore

You can’t take your eyes off his face; adorable pink tint to his cheeks from both heat and arousal, glasses being long discarded allowing you to see his glossy eyes hazed with pleasure, forehead and temples glisten with sweat and his unruly hair is as disheveled as ever - everything about Harry screamed how fucked-out he was. You take one of your hands off boy’s shoulder, cupping your right tit with it. You start playing with the bud of your perked up nipple with the thumb and index finger, tugging on it almost painfully, causing a wanton moan to tear out from the depths of your chest, head thrown backwards exposing hickeys-covered neck. Harry gulps heavily and you feel his dick twitching inside of you - he likes the show, and you’re happy to put it on for him

You choke on air when boy suddenly jabs his hips upwards, hitting your cervix just right. Your eyes roll back and most debauched cries of pleasure roll off your tongue as he does that again and again and again. Harry’s hold on your waist tightens and he grabs you firmly, flipping you over in a blink of an eye, your back now laying on crumpled sheets. You squeal in surprise, silly giggle rambles through your chest and you pinch boy’s shoulder as a revenge for startling you

Harry smiles back at you, his hands on your knees reopening your legs greedily, crawling in between them closer to your heated body. He aligns himself with your fluttering hole, pushing the head of his cock inside, bottoming the rest of his length out in one firm thrust, your stretched fucked-out pussy accepts him without any resistance. You wrap your arms around his neck, bringing boy in for a quick sloppy kiss, tongues tangle messily together

The blissful heat of your body engulfing his throbbing cock makes Harry groan throatily, he breaks your kiss, head dropping in the crook of your neck, hips picking up not so fast but steady rhythm, making you writhe underneath him in pleasure. Your legs wrap around your boyfriend’s waist, bringing him in closer, his dick hitting even deeper at the new angle. His warm hands go down to find your tits, squishing and playing with pliable flesh, lightly circling the buttons of your nipples with the roughened pads of his thumbs

You sneak one hand down in-between your and Harry’s bodies, nimble fingers rub skillfully over your swollen clit, moaning shamelessly at the sensation. He lays on top of you, the weight of his body feels comfortable and soothing. You run your hand down the cleft of his spine, feeling back muscles flexing under your touch, his skin is clammy with sweat from all the efforts he puts into fucking your pussy raw but you couldn’t care less

- Fuck, Harry, I’m cumming, - you squeal, toes curling as you feel that familiar stinging feeling growing in the pit of your stomach. You buck your hips upwards, meeting Harry’s thrusts half-way, making him hit even deeper

Tight ropes in your tummy finally snap and with a violent shudder runs through your body and you cum all over Harry’s cock still ramming into you relentlessly. Each one of his hard thrusts makes sparks igniting in your core, the drag of your clit against his pelvis increases the intensity of your orgasm multiple times

Harry’s pace doesn’t falter as he fucks you through your orgasm, continuing to go further on, wracking your sensitive pussy. He groans lowly at the feeling of your walls clamping down around his cock, causing him to pummel your wrecked sopping cunny, chasing his own release inside of you. You whimper pathetically as overwhelming pleasure becomes almost unbearable, but even though you don’t want boy to stop, greedily taking all he gives

It’s not long before you feel Harry shuddering above you, his hips lurch as he buries himself inside of you to the hilt, releasing load after load of his cum, painting your inner walls white. His hips still buck into yours weakly until you’re both are practically shaking from pleasure, quiet sobs and pleas spill past your bitten lips as it feels too overwhelming, only then Harry movements come to a halt, his body is limp on top of you, panting heavily, his dark hair clinging to the sweaty skin of your neck

You close your eyes, bathing in the sweet aftertaste of recent orgasm, enjoying the warmth radiating off Harry’s body. Your hand rests on the nape of boy’s neck, fingers carding through the mess of his raven-black hair, massaging his scalp softly. It’s not long before you feel his dick starting to harden inside of you again, heat starts pooling the bottom of your belly, his hot lips on the side of your neck igniting the fire within you once more

You roll over on the mattress, switching positions so that Harry is the one laying on his back, you sitting on top of him, thighs straddling his sides. The corners of your mouth quirk up in a cocky smile as you look down at the Potter boy, his hands on your hips again, thumbs rubbing soft circles on your skin. Looks like you’re up for one hella ride once again🤍

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Again so I can remember

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 | 𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆

I’m participating in Kinktober this year! The list I’ll be following is by @the-purity-pen and it can be found here!

For the month of October I will be posting drabbles each day to fill one (sometimes two) of the three prompt options given!

Week One | Oct 1st. - Oct 9th.

Day 01 | Remus Lupin (Face-Sitting)

Day 02 | Fred & George Weasley (Threesome)

Day 03 | Regulus Black (Hair-Pulling, Ass Worship)

Day 04 | Tom Riddle (Spanking)

Day 05 | Ginny Weasley Uniforms

Day 06 | Regulus Black (Deep Throating)

Day 07 | Tom Riddle (Roleplay, Stripping/Strip Tease)

Day 08 | Cedric Diggory (Cunnilingus)

Day 09 | Sirius Black (Hate/Angry Sex)

MATERLIST

Here is my taglist if you wanna be in and the requests are open so yeah <3

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Someone better (Harry x reader)

Summary:Y/n feels tired and like she’s not enough and that her boyfriend,Harry,could do so much better só Harry helps her realise that she is perfect the way she is.

POSTED HERE.

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She’s my bestfriend,yeah we are not a couple (Daniel Radcliffe x reader

Summary:Daniel and y/n are best friends and in one of Daniels interview he’s asked about her.

POSTED HERE

More coming soon.

I’m gonna redo this on my TikTok,I did a video with this audio today but I will do it again

y/n: i love your hair!

sirius: thank you! i like your freckles..

y/n: really? i used to cover them up but.. you know.

regulus: *scoffs*

y/n: hm?

regulus: you’re supposed to be my potions partner..

y/n: i am..

regulus: no you’re not. you’re disloyal.

I loved this but I think you meant astronomy because that Conan’s song and because astrology is the one where you study signs and astronomy stars and the universe,but this one shot helped me sleep so thank you

astronomy.

summary: regulus wanted to show you the world, but you’re two worlds apart. based off of astrology by conan gray.

pairing: regulus black x fem!reader

warnings: breakup, angst, mentions of alcoholic parents, a kiss hehe, let me know if there’s anymore! i didn’t proof read cause i’m lazy!!!

masterlist.

You and Regulus came from very different worlds, but strangely enough you two were very similar. Regulus grew up in a pureblood family, his dad very cold and distant, and his mom very controlling. He had this weight on his back trying to be the perfect child they expected him to be, and it was hard at him. Hogwarts was like an escape for him.

You were a muggle born witch who never knew her father, and your mom was an alcoholic who tried to care about you as best as she could. You always wanted her to be proud of you, and no matter how hard you tried, she never seemed to notice. It hurt really bad because you worked for everything so hard, not for yourself, but for her.

You met Regulus during your sixth year. You knew of each other, but never really spoke. You had no reason to, and you also heard that the pureblood boy did not like people like you, so you kept your distance to avoid drama.

The two of you sat in the library, separate tables but in each other’s view. You shared small glances every once in a while, and it almost scared you. You hated that you didn’t know what he was thinking, you hated that every time you looked up he was already looking. You hated the way he would look away quickly and pretend he wasn’t, so of course you did what any sane person would do, you walked over to him.

Your mom always taught you to stand up for yourself, so that’s what you did. Regulus watched as you grabbed the book you were reading and your bag as if you were going to leave, but when you started to walk straight towards him his heart started fo pound out of his chest. Why was she coming over. He quickly looked back down at his potions book when you slammed your hand down on the table, causing him to jump.

“What the hell are you staring at?” You asked, and he looked at you with wide eyes, not responding. “Huh?” You raised your eyebrows, curious to hear what he was going to say. Regulus cleared his throat and pointed at the book in your hands. “Your book.” He said, glancing at it. You looked down at it. It was a book on astrology, it wasn’t school assigned but you found it hidden in the far back corner of the library.

“My book?” You questioned, confused. “Yes, your book.” He responded ever so simply, and your face scrunched up even tighter. “It’s a really good book, I used to read it all the time.” He finally answered, your face softened. “Oh.” You replied, now shocked.

“Oh?” He pressed further into your thoughts. “I thought you were planning my murder or something.” You explained, causing him to laugh. The most infectious and perfect laugh you had ever heard. His smile was wide, and you couldn’t help but scoff. “Don’t ever stare at people like that again.” You suggested to him, before giving him a small smile. “I’ll remember that.” He nodded, laughing off the moment.

After that, you saw each other in the library almost every night. You started to sit with him after a while, and for hours you would talk instead of study. Talk for hours and hours about endless nothings. Those nothings turned into somethings one particular night.

“You’ve never been to france?” He asked, and you nodded. “Not everyone is rich like you, Reg.” His heart fluttered at you calling him a nickname. “The only place I’ve ever been to is London, and that’s where I grew up.” You shrugged, and he stared at you for a moment, something he always did when he was thinking you had come to find out.

“I’ll show you the world one day, Y/N.” He said, looking at you in your eyes. “Promise?” You marveled. “Promise.” He promised you. The two of you went silent for a moment, before he leaned in and gave you a kiss. Regulus couldn’t believe what he had done. He was giving you a kiss. He was thrilled, no he was more than thrilled. He couldn’t describe how amazing the feeling was. “I think.. I think I love you.” You whispered, both your faces close as the two of you parted from the kiss. “I think I love you too.” He smiled, making you blush deeply.

You were the one person who ever treated him like he was more than the Black family heir. It felt.. right. Until it didn’t.

Regulus laid awake for hours that night. Tossing and turning, thinking. He couldn’t stop thinking. Thinking about the dark mark that laid implanted in his skin. Thinking about how you would be in danger if anyone found out about your shared nights in the library talking about the stars in the glowing sky, traveling around to see the beautiful sky in every corner of the world. He loved the idea of it, but he knew it could never happen.

Not with the dark mark, not with his parents and their pureblood mania, not with you being the one person Voldemort would go to if he crossed him. It filled him with anxiety, and fear. Regulus didn’t want to ever see you hurt. Little did he know he was going to be the reason you were.

Regulus stopped talking to you, started avoiding you at any costs, and definitely stopped coming to the library at night. It left you confused, and heart broken. What did you do so wrong for him to do this? Everything was going so.. perfect.

Somehow you cornered him in the corridors one night after dinner, you had tears in your eyes when you grabbed Regulus’s wrist and turned him around so he could look at you. His heart shattered when he saw your face. “What the hell, Regulus?” You said angrily. “Why have you been avoiding me?” You asked, hoping for an answer. He only shrugged.

“Distance brings fondness, I guess.” He said, and you stepped back slowly. “What?” You asked, your voice so low it was almost a whisper. He didn’t say anything.

“Did you even love me?” You demanded an answer. Not a single word came from his mouth. “You have nothing to say?” Silence. “…Nothing?” You almost pleaded.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. It was never gonna work out.” Tears fell from your eyes. “I’m from a pureblood family and you’re a..” He started. “Mudblood?” You finished. “Wow.. so this meant nothing to you?”

“You’re pointing at a sky that’s already dead.” He referenced to the astrology book. You stared at him for a moment, hurt in your eyes. “Fine.” You said sharply, walking away.

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