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guess who my favourite character is 

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Seelie Queen:  The kiss that will set them free is the kiss you most desire

Book readers:

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Seelie Queen: kiss the one you want the most, Clary.

Clary: Simon?

Simon: yes?

Clary: can you move? I'm trying to get to Jace.

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     We’re trapped in eternal darkness, but we are each others’ candles.

♡ + Regora

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         Darling, he says, with a bloodstained mouth.

                          My love, she says, with music in her voice.

♡ + Ezouge

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Rogue kissed Ezra's cheek.

                              Ezra made a squeaking noise when Rogue’s lips touched his cheek, and if he had blood flowing in his veins, he would have BLUSHED. That was better than I imagined.

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Tonks bent over and slapped her bare ass. "Take a bite out of this full moon!" She said to Remus, shaking her ass.

                        This is not what Remus was expecting when he came back home, but he was truly not complaining - not when his wife’s fair rump was awaiting him. “...did you buy more lube today?” he said, less romantically, but he wanted to ensure comfort. He reached out and gently pinched her buttocks. “Well...you are without a doubt the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Tonks.”

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Pansy moaned as Ron sloppily licked her folds. "Ah... Just a little high—Ah! Oh Ronnie! Right there! Don't stooo—aaah."

                         Ron was eating Pansy the way he would eat freshly made cinnamon porridge in the morning - no, they way he would devour blood sausages with vigor on Christmas Eve - NO! It was the way he would eat cinnamon rolls, freshly baked on rare dares from his mother. Pansy tasted just as sweet, too; so he ate with more vigor, hoping she would explode her sweet icing onto his awaiting mouth. 

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Umm… happy almost Valentine’s Day??❤

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Hermione breathed out. "Cum on me," she commanded Draco.

                            Draco was over Hermione, breathing deeply into her warm, supple flesh. His bony back was arched and his hands were clutching fistfuls of blankets from around them. At her command, he paused, and managed only a soft, shaky gasp as he quickly retracted himself from her before he could completely finish. “F-fuck,” he said, shakily sliding the rubber from his member, as he put a slight distance between them. “Anything for you...Hermione...”

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Victoire wrapped her arms around Teddy and cuddled up to him. "I'm sleepy," she told him. "Want to nap with me?"

                          Teddy  could not even begin to describe how happy he was, having his girlfriend cuddled so closely to him. It made his heart do a little BOOM. “We should go lay down together with blankets keeping us warm and a blue fireplace lit, as music plays in the background,” he murmured happily, nuzzling his nose into her soft, silvery hair.

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"Oh my god," Calcifer breathed out. Rafael was in a pair of the TIGHTEST leather pants that he's ever seen.

                         Rafe did not even bother biting back a smirk. “I see you like what you see,” he purred, as he cocked his hip purposefully to the side. “I figured I’d bring back the ‘70s in style...and it looks like you APPROVE, preppy.”

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ofglitteringskies ;;

“She did,” she smiled. “You know, it’s very kind of you to take in your niece and nephew.” As soon as Molly had told Valerian that little tidbit, she knew she had to go on a date with this man. “I don’t think many would.” At least, not some of the people she knew. “She didn’t tell me their names, though.”

                          Ander breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that some women did not like dating men who had children, even if they were not directly his; it was extra baggage they did not want to carry. It was truly a lifted weight that Valerian did not see it that way. “I couldn’t leave them alone. My sister died a hero, and both our parents were dead. Who else would have taken them?” he said, sighing with melancholy as he remember dear Beatrice. “Their names are Thomas and Lindy - they’re ten and four. Lovely children.” He smiled at her. “Tell me about your son. How old is he? What’s his name?”

Long Overdue.

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                           James had been hastening down the corridor, to find Lily (who he was supposed to meet with after class), when he suddenly collided against another. He had been so deep in thought about his dear redhead that he had not been paying attention to where he was going, which resulted in him staggering forward, landing on the cobblestone knees first. His glasses flew away from the impact.

                          Jerking his eyes upward, he squinted at the poor chap he had rammed into, and slowly began to rise to his feet, wand withdrawn. “None. Accio spectacle,” he said, and the glasses flew into his hand. “You alright, mate?”

@ofsideral for James Potter

This was, hands down, one of the strangest days of his life. He hadn’t meant to knock the other boy down, but Harry had been eager to get out of the Headmasters office and to the dorms as fast as possible. 

“Sorry about that-” Adjusting his glasses a bit, he offered an uncertain smile to the other teenager, “No hard feelings?” 

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Calcifer giggled. “I love it when you talk dirty to me,” he purred. Though he wasn’t exactly saying dirty, but it was the way he said it. Calcifer took the helmet, “if I knew I was going to wear a helmet, I wouldn’t have put so much effort into my hair.” He put the helmet on and climbed on back of the motorcycle.

Calcifer put his hands on Rafael’s thighs, before slowly sliding up his legs, to his crotch, and then his hips, where his hands finally rested. Behind the helmet, Calcifer smirked, as he has felt Rafael’s hardness beneath his jeans.

He hoped that this date would have an erotic ending.

                     Rafe had never heard such an adorable giggle in his lifetime. It was only intensified by parting the kissable lips of the object of his attraction. His chest began to tighten into knots, as he tried in vain to fight back the heart eyes currently clouding his gaze. Fuck. “I can  talk dirty in more ways, preppy,” he rumbled.

                        If Calcifer liked dirty talk, did it mean he liked other things dirty?

                        The possibilities made Rafe feel chills quiver down his spine. “Don’t worry about your hair. It’s going to get rusted either way.”

                         That could be seen various ways. But it seemed as though Calcifer had the right idea, as he felt his hand touch and grope the lower part of Rafe’s body. It seemed that the little preppy had more to him than what met the eye. This made the greaser purr with delight, as he felt a fierce tightening within him. .”Hold on tight, Calcifer. You’re bout to go on a WILD RIDE.”

meet me in the alley.