give me Regulus Black who runs the family business, iron face, not one of his workers has ever seen his expression change, the few who worked with his parents theorize it's the trauma from having people like that raise you (they're correct) those who didn't think he must be a vampire, and then, one day, in the middle of the board meeting, his phone rings, and not only does he pick it up, he SMILES
'Hey Jamie...I'm in a board meeting, could I call you back?...Yes... Sunday works, tell Amma I'll make a dessert... I'll call you back mon soleil...Alright, see you then, love you too'
and he hangs up, smiles at his phone, turns back to the room and suddenly his face could be carved from stone again
'Mulciber, what were you saying about this month's return rates?'
There is new company folklore about the boss's mysterious sun
you’re so right 😭 i’m absolutely feral for this man
pairing(s): james potter x fem!reader
warning(s): 18+, smut, oral sex (f!receiving), multiple orgasms, i think that’s it
word count: 305
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If there’s one thing that James Potter could do all day, it was this.
James lapped away at your cunt, lewd noises echoing around the otherwise empty room. Your hands were fisted in his thick black hair, tugging this way and that, groans accompanying any particular forceful pull.
One of his hands gently stroked at your lower lips, keeping everything parted just the way he liked so he could have full access. His tongue speared into your cunt in time with the friction of his nose against your clit. You whined, hips bucking against his face. What could only be described at a puddle had formed beneath you by this point. You weren’t even sure you could cum again.
Your thighs trembled, threatening to close around James’ head for the umpteenth time. The muscles of your stomach clenched, your orgasm hitting you before you could stop it. Stars exploded across your vision. James’ nose bumped along your clit as his tongue dipped in and out of your cunt.
“James-“ You gasped.
Your body shook with sensitivity. Time melted away; you weren’t even sure how many times you’d climaxed at this point.
He hummed, the vibrations sending aftershocks through your body. You cried out. James pulled away with a grin, face shiny with your slick, and smacked a loud kiss to your inner thigh.
“That’s it, sweets.” His fingers trailed over your bare skin, your body shiny with sweat. You attempted to inhale, but your lungs stuttered instead. James face twisted into some half-sympathetic expression—you could practically feel the smugness radiating off of him.
“You good, sweetheart? Need any help with that?” You rolled your eyes, chest heaving as you weakly batted him away. “You’re a menace, Potter.” He chuckled, the sound full and warm as he pushed himself up to cuddle against you. “But I’m your menace.”
Desi James who grew up watching Bollywood movies, those movies shaping his view of the world, teaching him that love was dramatic, often messy, but ultimately worth fighting for
Desi James who grew up watching Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara, daydreaming about going on an epic road trip with Sirius, Remus, and Peter cause he relates way too much to the trio of friends in the movie
Desi James who grew up watching Dil Chahta Hai and completely shaping his view on friendship and life based on that movie. He lives for that carefree, "let’s take on the world together" attitude
Desi James who grew up watching Kal Ho Naa Ho, always believing that life is too short to waste time on regrets
Desi James who grew up watching Om Shanti Om and the first time he met Regulus, Ajab Si started playing in his head
Do you think James being cast as Latino or desi is racist? It keeps a weird taste in my mouth when every other character has a specific race and culture, (all mostly white cultures) but the one token brown man is either or, and both desi and Latino are like not at all descriptive? Those encapsulate multiple countries with very different cultures? Like yes it’s white kids just being stupid but when I see those same white kids be able to represent Germany, French, Italy no problem it’s just??
What I find really funny is that afterwards they’ll say completely absurd things like “I imagine Sirius as French” or “Barty Crouch as Italian,” as if being French or Italian were an ethnicity in itself or somehow exotic. But they never say, “I imagine Sirius as European,” even though by their own logic, when they talk about James being Latino, that would be the equivalent of just saying a character is “European.”
But no, when we’re talking about countries associated with whiteness, they make distinctions between individual countries. When we’re talking about countries that fall into racial or cultural stereotypes, though, they just throw them all into the same basket, even though there are huge cultural differences between them, and even though each one has its own particularities, in some cases even their own languages and so on. Doesn’t matter, doesn’t matter, it’s all the same to them anyway. “They’re not white, who cares?” Right?
It’s like when someone says, “I imagine James as Asian.” Okay… from which part of Asia, exactly? Because Asia is a pretty massive place, for obvious reasons.
okay so peter loves sour candy. like he LOVES it. and it’s hilarious because the other three can’t STAND it. remus calls is “scam candy” because “it’s so sour??? it’s not even sweet?? candy is supposed to be sweet?? why would you willingly do that to yourself.” (excuse him he just has a giant sweet tooth)
sirius eats sour candy all the time because “if pete can do it so can i” and he pretends to enjoy it but his face gets all puckered up and his eyes get squinty and remus just rolls his eyes because “if you’re trying to impress me it isn’t working sirius.” sirius likes chocolate, but SPECIFICALLY the chocolate that remus always has stored in his trunk because “it’s moony’s so it’s automatically the best”
james doesn’t really eat a lot of sugar, but that’s because he’s that one guy who always eats really healthy. he doesn’t mind sweet stuff, he takes one spoon of sugar in his tea and has a piece of chocolate every now and then, but otherwise doesn’t crave it. the only time he TRULY stuffs his face is when effie sends boxes of sweets from home (on diwali and birthdays) because how is james supposed to resist his moms homemade mohanthaal and kaju katri??? impossible.
remus is the resident sweet tooth. this boy basically survives on chocolate. he takes like 5 spoons of sugar in his tea (much to everyone else’s disgust). james is on a constant mission to get him to eat less sugar because “MOONY THAT IS SO UNHEALTHY YOU WILL DIE ONE DAY” and remus just sighs, says “yes mum” and eats his chocolate in secret.
im so so so tired of seeing people use james latin identity as an accessory but NEVER doing the actual research to make him even slightly accurate to ANY latin american country.
STOP USING OUR CULTURE AS A FUCKING COSTUME IN YOUR FICS. IF YOU DONT HAVE ANY LATINX FRIENDS TO HELP YOU, THERE ARE ENDLESS RESOURCES OUTSIDE OF GOOGLE TRANSLATE FOR YOU TO WRITE HIM RIGHT
