#✼ * drabbles / lysander.

[laurasimonsdaughter]

It took a full minute of struggling before the vampire finally gave up and held still, going mostly limp under the tangle of briars.

“Alright,” he said, rolling his eyes at them. “You’ve made your point.”

“Have I?” they asked menacingly. “Because that’s what I thought last time.”

He looked up at them. “Oh come on—”

“I told you,” they snapped, “that if I tested one more giggly person with inexplicably low haemoglobin, I would fucking find you.”

The park was badly lit, but they could see the vampire’s face well enough to see that he wasn’t taking this anywhere near as seriously as he should be. Ballsy, considering they had him fully immobilized at the moment.

“Clearly you can’t actually be trusted,” they added. “So now you’re stuck with me.”

Dull light glinted of the vampire’s teeth as the corners of this mouth twitched. “That really isn’t the punishment you think it is.”

They stared down at him, baffled. “What—?”

The red shine in his eyes was almost amused. “You’re the only person around here who knows what I am, who I don’t have to pretend for. You know how tiring it is never to smile?”

The cool night air suddenly didn’t seem as cool anymore and they bristled with indignation. “There’s plenty of slayers in town all of a sudden who seem to know exactly what you are,” they replied sourly. That pissed them off too. Slayers were a brutish, self-absorbed lot. They had one or two violent encounters and suddenly felt entitled to harass innocent people just because they had a bit of trouble around the full moon.

The vampire grimaced. “Correction,” he said smoothly. “The only person who knows and is nice to me.”

“Nice to you,” they choked.

“Come on,” he grinned, fangs sparkling. “I could be lying here choking on garlic, or burning with silver! But instead...roses?” He gave a half-hearted tug on the bloom and thorn covered branches. “You could have done far worse…”

A loud, thoughtless rushing filled their ears, their face flushing with confusion. That was not—

“On that note,” he continued conversationally. “Why are you still here?” He gave them a curious look. “Why not just leave me here?”

“I—”

His grin returned. “You don’t want the slayers to find me, do you.”

“Shut your fanged face.”

“Ouch,” he winced, but not in a way that anyone could possibly interpret as painful.

They were too annoyed – too angry – to think straight. “I could be asking you the same fucking thing,” they snapped, recollecting themself. “Just passing through, you said last time. So why the hell are you still here?”

His expression changed, just a fraction, and for a moment it looked like he had an answer for them. Then he shrugged, shifting uncomfortably on the grass, and looked away.

That, at least, was better. Slightly. Probably. “Well,” they said after a brief silence, folding their arms. “If you’re sticking around, you better keep your fangs off my patients. You can go right back to stealing the lab’s medical waste.”

The vampire made a dismayed noise, his gaze snapping back to their face. “You expect me to survive on nothing but dead blood?” he cried.

“I expect you not to trick innocent humans!” they glared.

A sly look passed across his face. “So the slayers…?”

Well, if they kept bothering Mrs. Lupus… They gave a sharp shake of their head. “No! No biting any humans!”

“Unreasonably cruel,” he muttered sulkily.

“You—” They raised their head with a start, glancing in the direction of a sudden sound.

“Speak of the devil,” the vampire breathed, eyes darting in the same direction.

Damn slayers. They grimaced through their frustration and drew their pocket knife. It glinted in the dull twilight and the vampire’s eyes were on it instantly.

“Now hold on, there’s no need for that!” he protested nervously. “I agree— I agree to your terms.”

“You better,” they hissed, kneeling beside him with the knife. It wasn’t silver, but he couldn’t have seen that immediately they supposed. They deftly snipped through the briars and cut him loose. “Go on, get out. And I better not have reason to bother with you again.”

The moment he was free all the vampire’s speed and grace returned. He was on his feet in a moment and smiling brilliantly down at them the next. “Well, that’s highly unlikely,” he grinned ominously. “You’ve just turned your place of work into the only place in town where I can get a bite to eat.” He winked, and fled.

They watched him disappear, their hackles raised as high as their heartbeat, and swore into the dark.

[idk-i-want-mcl-content]

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[anxiousfanchild]

HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST

THIS IS VERY INDEPTH IM SORRY

Key:

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 - NSFW ➼ - SFW ✰ - Headcanons 𓆩⟡𓆪 - Drabbles ✿ - Full fics

𝓝𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓖𝓮𝓷 𝓔𝓻𝓪: 𝓢𝓕𝓦 𝓞𝓝𝓛𝓨

(2017-2025)

Albus Severus Potter:

James Sirius Potter:

Lily Luna Potter:

Rose Granger-Weasley:

Hugo Granger-Weasley:

Scorpius Malfoy:

Louis Weasley:

Rosie to the Rescue ➼✿

Fred Weasley:

Lysander Scamander:

Lorcan Scamander:

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓟𝓸𝓼𝓽-𝓦𝓪𝓻 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼: (May do NSFW)

(1998-2017)

Molly Weasley:

Lucy Weasley:

Dominique Weasley:

Victore Weasley:

Teddy Lupin:

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓖𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓔𝓻𝓪/𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓶 𝓔𝓻𝓪:

(1981-1991)

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Hermione Granger/Weasley

Luna Lovegood/Scamander

Ginerva Weasley/Potter

Draco Malfoy

Neville Longbottom

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Percy Weasley

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Oliver Wood

Dean Thomas

Seamus Finnigan

Cedric Diggory

Blaise Zabini

Theodore Nott

𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓔𝓻𝓪:

(1971-1981)

Sirius Black

KINKTOBER 2023: LEATHER KINK WITH SIRIUS BLACK 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✿

[WOLFSTAR]: Seeing Stars 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✿

Peter Pettigrew

Remus Lupin

[WOLFSTAR]: Seeing Stars 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✿

James Potter

Lily Evans/Potter

Facesitting with the Marauder Girls 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✰

Severus Snape

Bartemius Crouch Jr

Mary MacDonald

Facesitting with the Marauder Girls 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✰

Dorcas Meadowes

Facesitting with the Marauder Girls 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✰

Regulus Black

KINKTOBER 2023- COLLARING WITH REGULUS BLACK 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✰

Evan Rosier

Pandora Rosier

Facesitting with the Marauder Girls 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ✰

Xenophilius Lovegood

Marlene McKinnon

𝓟𝓻𝓮-𝓥𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓽 𝓔𝓻𝓪:

(1958-1971)

Molly Prewett/Weasley

Bellatrix Black/Lestrange

Rita Skeeter

Arthur Weasley

Andromeda Black/Tonks

Lucius Malfoy

Narcissia Black/Malfoy

Gilderoy Lockhart

Alice Fortescue/Longbottom

Frank Longbottom

Ted Tonks

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓔𝓻𝓪:

(1945-1958)

Minerva McGonagall

Poppy Pomfrey

Pomona Sprout

Alastor Moody

𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝓔𝓻𝓪:

(1930-1945)

Tom Riddle

Rubeus Hagrid

Myrtle Warren

Rolanda Hooch

𝓔𝓪𝓻𝓵𝔂 20𝓽𝓱 𝓒𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓾𝓻𝔂:

(1900-1930)

Newt Scamander

Euphemia Potter

Fleamont Potter

Horace Slughorn

𝓛𝓪𝓽𝓮 19𝓽𝓱 𝓒𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓾𝓻𝔂:

(1880-1900)

Albus Dumbledore

Aberfourth Dumbledore

Garreth Weasley

Leander Prewett

Ominus Gaunt

Sebastian Sallow

[luxuriousmalfoy]

HP Saffics Femslash February Bingo Masterlist- zeddmarker/luxuriousmalfoy

Click here for my full Femslash February Masterlist Spreadsheet.

It was so fun participating in all the February daily challenges that I did! Thank you to @hpsaffics for hosting this bingo in particular, some of the prompts really challenged me!!

In the beginning, my goal was to keep each ficlet under 500 words. As you can probably tell, some of them (I'm looking at you, MILF) developed brains of their own. I hope you've enjoyed these daily postings!

Without further ado, my bingo masterlist:

B1: First or Second Person POV

You Meet the One | Katie Bell/Alicia Spinnet | 200

Planning a field trip for your class, you are enamored with the woman who works at the museum.

B2: Post-Hogwarts

MILF | Astoria Greengrass/Narcissa Malfoy | Explicit | 2,717

Astoria is faced with past hurt and temptation when she agrees to go on a family vacation with her best friend—and his mother.

B3: Part-Creature Character

She's a Butterfly | Cho Chang/Fleur Delacour | 200

When she met Fleur, she had met her butterfly—flitting from person to person but never resting, not really.

B4: Next Gen Character

Lily Luna in Lights | Lily Luna Potter/Genderbent!Lysander Scamander | 121

Lysandra gives Lily a pep talk before her first sold out show.

B5: Fluff/HEA

Starting Over | Marietta Edgecombe/Hermione Granger | 959

At her first guitar lesson, Hermione runs into someone who reminds her of past mistakes.

I1: Outsider POV

Meddling Sister | Millicent Bulstrode/Astoria Greengrass | 465

Daphne knows what has to be done in order for her sister and her best friend to get together.

I2: Microfic or Drabble

Cloud Watching | Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes | 100

Dorcas takes Marlene cloud watching.

I3: Established Relationship

Jet Lag | Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley | 100

Wide awake from jet lag, Luna pesters her sleepy girlfriend.

I4: At Least One Archive Warning

Only One Way | Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley | Mature | wc

They say there is only one way out of a place like this.

I5: Marauders Era Character

All My Life | Lily Evans/Hermione Granger | 115

Hermione confronts the girl who’s been present on every birthday, but has never aged.

N1: Inter-House Relationship

Camping in the Garden | Astoria Greengrass/Ginny Weasley | 100

Astoria and Ginny enjoy a night camping in Ginny’s backyard.

N2: Lightning Gen Character

Hit Me With Your Best Shot | Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson | 884

Hermione forges an unexpected bond with her biggest competition at the quiz bowl tournament.

N3: Free Space

Keeping Company | Andromeda Tonks/Molly Weasley | 897

With their husbands drafted to war, Molly and Andromeda decide to live together.

N4: POC Character

Preserved in Amber | Lily Evans/Dorcas Meadowes | 272

Lily accidentally reveals the sketch she drew of her lab partner.

N5: M/E-Rated Fic

unshackle me | Genderbent!Lucius Malfoy/Genderbent!James Potter | Mature | 609

Jay Potter has a mission to accomplish, but the sight of her former lover changes her plans.

G1: Angst/Dark/UHEA

Too Good For Me | Luna Lovegood/Pansy Parkinson | 200

A one-night-stand leads to a difficult goodbye.

G2: Hogwarts Era

French Daydream | Katie Bell/Fleur Delacour | 382

Katie doesn't think she will ever get another chance to talk to Fleur, until a lost shawl re-ignites her hope.

G3: Muggle AU

So We Meet Again | Daphne Greengrass/Luna Lovegood | 413

When Daphne starts going to a new cafe, she is taken with the barista.

G4: Canon Divergence

just forget the world | Astoria Greengrass/Ginny Weasley | 440

Astoria finds herself comforted by the person she's always admired.

G5: Inspired by Another Work

twin flames | The Great Gatsby | Mature | Astoria Greengrass/Pansy Parkinson | 1,574

When Ron moved next door to the biggest party spot in Godric's Hollow, he never expected it to turn his worldview on its head.

O1: G/T-Rated Fic

Cake Heist | Cho Chang/Fleur Delacour | 200

A late night mission for cakes is derailed.

O2: Poly Ship

I Love You | Katie Bell/Angelina Johnson/Alicia Spinnet | 380

Three different girls with three different journeys to love.

O3: Canon Compliant

I Misjudged You | Lavender Brown/Padma Patil | 300

Padma spent her adolescence hating her twin's best friend for stealing her away, but maybe Lavender wasn't so bad after all.

O4: Founders Gen/Golden Gen

The Things I'll Do | Poppy Pomfrey/Pomona Sprout | wc

Pomona attempts one of Poppy’s favorite pastimes.

O5: First Time

Cliff Jumping | Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley | wc

Ginny convinces Pansy to go cliff jumping.

[ao3feed-scorbus]

The Potterverse Texts - A bunch of drabbles

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/f9azrMI by RavenclawsAreGeeksNotNerds A series of texts in various text chains including Hinny, Romione, Drastoria text chain, Next gen text chains, and Hogwarts text chains. Hinny, Romione, and Drastoria live in the same house. Basically, canon ships Harry Potter text group drabbles, and HP series is Harry's Biography Words: 637, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Astoria Greengrass, Draco Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Lily Luna Potter, Lorcan Scamander, Hugo Weasley, Rose Weasley, Lysander Scamander, James Sirius Potter, Teddy Lupin, Victoire Weasley Relationships: Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Rose Weasley/Original Character(s), Lily Luna Potter/Original Female Character(s), Lorcan Scamander/Hugo Weasley, James Sirius Potter/Original Female Character(s), Teddy Lupin/Victoire Weasley Additional Tags: Ravenclaw!Astoria, redeemed!Draco, text chain, canon ships, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Angst and Humor, first harry potter fic, The series is Harry's Biography read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55200754

[mcl-alloveragain]

BLOG GUIDE! (About me, requests, masterlist.)

--- About me:

Hello!! My name's Dusia, I'm '04 and I'm from Poland

My pronouns are she/they!

My LI is Nathaniel (but if Armin was in the game from the very beginning, it would probably be him lol, too bad I already fell in love with mr. student body president)

I play MCL since 31.07.2015, but I abandoned the game after UL came out, because I was missing my best boys too much to enjoy it anymore. I came back because of Kentin's AL and I'm gonna finish the story... someday.

--- Requests:

I mostly write headcanons, because they are short and I'm still a bit insecure about my english, but I'm fine with drabbles as well and I'm gonna translate my fics at some point, so I think I can pull off one shots as well, it would just take me much more time. I love to write tho, so feel free to request anything you want!!

I'm fine with nsfw stuff as well (cause i'm horny af) but again, those requests may take me a bit longer because I'm not too familiar with nsfw vocabulary (I know basic stuff since I read some smut in English, but still...)

I'm not very comfortable with writing things about characters UL and LL exclusive, like Hyun, Rayan or Eric, because I simply don't know them at all. Priya is fine since she was already introduced in HSL. But I'm not saying no, so if you really want to read something about them, I'll try my best......

What I will NEVER write tho:

Anything that includes any type of sexual abuse or violence. Please don't romanticize this. When I'm writing nsfw pieces, my charaters are always adults and events happen with mutual consent.

I don't write BDSM. Simply because I know nothing about it and I don't want to distribute a false image of this type of relationships.

(list to be updated)

--- Masterlist:

~HEADCANONS~

[all HSL boys]

Your favourite ways to spend time with each other

[individual HSL]

Before the breakup [Armin]

~DRABBLES~

[TBU]

~SCENARIOS~

My scenarios for Armin's AL ep.2

~ONE SHOTS~

[TBU]

~FANFICTIONS~

[TBU]

--- Some other posts about my boys:

ARMIN🎮

Armin and Candy's break up songs

Candy's break up song

Playlist inspired by Armin's Alternate Life [ep.1]

CASTIEL🎸

My Favourite Castiel's Illustrations

KENTIN🐕

My Favourite Kentin's Illustrations

LYSANDER🖋️

My Favourite Lysander's Illustrations

NATHANIEL🐈

My Favourite Nathaniel's Illustrations

--- My MCL OCs:

[TBU]

--- UL/LL related:

[TBU]

[six-of-snakes]

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner received.

I stole this from @mihrsuri

[clown-fuckers-r-us]

Lysander drabble on the way >:3

[ao3feed-drastoria]

The Potterverse Texts - A bunch of drabbles

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TBGZyIJ by RavenclawsAreGeeksNotNerds A series of texts in various text chains including Hinny, Romione, Drastoria text chain, Next gen text chains, and Hogwarts text chains. Hinny, Romione, and Drastoria live in the same house. Basically, canon ships Harry Potter text group drabbles, and HP series is Harry's Biography Words: 637, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Astoria Greengrass, Draco Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Lily Luna Potter, Lorcan Scamander, Hugo Weasley, Rose Weasley, Lysander Scamander, James Sirius Potter, Teddy Lupin, Victoire Weasley Relationships: Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Rose Weasley/Original Character(s), Lily Luna Potter/Original Female Character(s), Lorcan Scamander/Hugo Weasley, James Sirius Potter/Original Female Character(s), Teddy Lupin/Victoire Weasley Additional Tags: Ravenclaw!Astoria, redeemed!Draco, text chain, canon ships, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Angst and Humor, first harry potter fic, The series is Harry's Biography read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TBGZyIJ

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Sadly, being able to trap a vampire afforded absolutely no protection against being snuck up on in turn. They didn't even realise he was there until he was already right in front of them.

"What the-" They reared back, staggering, reflexively reaching for the silver mirror in their pocket. "Why are y-"

"Why did you let me find this?" the vampire snarled, his by now familiar features even paler than usual. He was shaking something at them that they at length realised were three empty, but still bloody vacutainers.

"What-?"

"This was your blood!" he hissed. There was a fierce, ruby glitter in the depth of his eyes. "Why?"

They resisted to urge to back away further and stood their ground. "The lab didn't have any leftover samples today," they replied curtly. The first spike of adrenaline was wearing off, giving them space to be annoyed. Who the hell did he think he was, stalking them on their way home!

They glared, but the vampire didn't seem to notice. He was staring at them in complete disbelief. "So you- you drew your own blood?"

They gave an impatient shrug. Clearly he already knew that, so why all the-

"Why the hell would you do that?"

"You need to eat, don't you?" they bit back, rather insulted at the implication that they wouldn't concern themself with whether he went hungry or not. How on earth would that help keep their patients safe? "You seriously think I would be this sloppy with medical waste without being certain you would dispose of it? I know you stop by on Tuesdays and Fridays."

He was still staring at them and he looked rattled enough for them to relax a little themself.

"Give me those," they ordered, snatching the tubes from his cold hand. Luckily the caps were screwed on properly. They stuffed them into their pocket. "How did you even know it was mine."

The vampire drew in a shaking breath that dissolved into a sudden, scoffing laugh. "You think I don't know what your blood smells like?" he burst forth, a tense, restless edge creeping into his movements. "That I wouldn't recognise it immediately?"

He threw up his hands and suddenly he was all up in their face again, grimacing with his fangs on full display. He was almost touching them.

"It was bad enough just knowing what you smell like! Now I'll never get rid of the taste of you…" The red in his eyes seemed to brighten somehow. "Three whole vials-"

They stared at him with as much confusion as suspicion. "You're welcome?"

"Sunlight take me, you don't have a scrap of preservation instinct do you," he gasped, turning abruptly away from them.

"I'm a nurse," they snapped. "You want to stop being my problem? Get the hell out of my town!"

"So you're saying you'll do this again!" He sounded like he was about to laugh again, but nothing about him felt amused.

"Not if this is what I get for my troubles." They weren't afraid, not exactly, if he had meant to hurt them he would have tried to already. But there was something about the way he was looking at them that was-

"Good," he snarled. "Because you shouldn't."

They narrowed their eyes at him and resolutely turned away. "Right, well, I have somewhere to be." They really didn't expect thanks, they didn't even feel like they were even owed gratitude for what was essentially emergency care, but they sure as hell didn't need to stand here and be told off. "You'd be easier to keep hidden from the slayers if you weren't so damn difficult," they muttered under their breath.

"And you would taste even better without anticoagulants."

"What?" They spun round, but there was nobody there. Not anymore.

They stood perfectly still for a second or two, but even the silence was empty. Empty enough to be completely filled with questions by the time they had hurried home.

[marchiveeee]

Domestic scenarios with the HSL boys

Hey, friends! I decided to make this one using the pronouns "they/them." Hope you like it!

Armin

He was in his room, half sitting half lying on his beanbag, and fully focused on the game he was playing. He'd just got out of the shower and his hair was still damp.

Armin hears his partner leaving the bathroom after they are done with their shower, but his eyes don't move from the screen in front of him. He breathes in the fresh scent of soap and notices them getting closer.

Eyes still on the game, he feels his partner's hand combing his hair gently from behind.

"Are you winning?" They ask.

"Hum..." The boy lets out a hum of agreement and approval and leans back his head a little bit indicating he didn't want that caressing session to end so soon.

Castiel

He opened the door to his apartment letting out a loud thankful sigh for getting home after a long day.

“Cas?” his partner called from their shared bedroom.

“I’m home!” Castiel replied making his way to their room.

As he stepped inside, he saw them lying down scrolling down through something on their phone but stopped when saw their boyfriend coming in.

“Hey.” They dropped the phone and smiled in his direction.

Castiel walked towards the bed and threw himself on top of their lover, who let out a grunt with the sudden weight. 

“God… You’re so clingy sometimes.” They complained but wrapped their arms around Castiel anyways.

“You love it tho.” The man’s voice sounded muffled for he had his face pressed between their neck and collarbone.

They chuckled in response and hugged him tighter. 

Kentin

He watched with a smile on his face as Cookie ran to get the stick he had just tossed. 

"I'm back!" He heard his partner calling and turned to see them approaching with two ice creams in hand.

He didn't know what happened at that moment, but as he saw his partner coming in his direction with a kind smile, and with their hair and face glowing from the sun rays that landed on them, he just couldn't help but think how incredibly lucky and how terribly in love he was. 

"Thanks, baby," he said accepting his ice cream and hugging them by their shoulders. He pulled them closer and felt himself being hugged by the waist, he pressed a kiss on the top of their head. That kiss lasted a bit more than it normally would, he wanted to make sure they felt how loved they are even if only by this small gesture of affection.

Lys

He started humming a song he'd recently listened to on the radio as he cut some vegetables in the kitchen. 

"That's a good song you're singing!" His partner surprised him as they entered the kitchen 

"Oh, I didn't hear you coming!" The white-haired said and accepted a peck from them, before they made their way to fill up their water bottle.

"What's the name of the song?"

Lys stopped cutting a carrot and tilted his head back with his eyes tightly closed.

"Hmmm… I don't think I remember, honey." He said giving up on recalling the name of the song.

His partner let out a giggle and hugged him from behind.

"I should've known." They said pressing a gentle kiss on the back of his neck.

Nathaniel

He saw his partner sitting on the couch, they had a frown on their face as they read something on their laptop.

They had been very stressed lately about a project and it wasn't hard to notice how tired they were.

Nath walked to them and handed them a cup of their favorite homemade drink. 

"C'mon, it's time for a pause, don't you think?"

They sighed nodding. Nathaniel waited until they had put their laptop aside and accepted the cup.

"Thank you, Nath." 

"Don't mention it." He sat by their side and leaned in to give them a kiss on the shoulder. 

"What would I do without you?" They said looking at him after he came back to his normal position.

He giggled and said, "You'd handle everything pretty well, but I guess we'll never know for sure…"

"Oh?" They said raising one eyebrow in a fake doubtful look. "Why's that?"

"I am not going anywhere so soon, dear." 

_________

Wow writing those lovebirds being lovebirds made me realize, once again, how lonely I am kkkkkk Searching the gifs also didn't help, but it was fun still.

Hope y'all are having a good day!

[of-the-moors]

Writing Maleficent fanfiction brings with it the realisation that many of the characters have rather questionable names.  Lickspittle, for example, literally means ‘a person who behaves obsequiously to those in power.’  Was he born a servant, then?  Or is it a servant name?

Then, of course, there’s Maleficent herself.  Her name means ‘causing harm or destruction, especially by supernatural means.’  Why would anyone name their sweet baby girl that?

But the muses attacked me in the shower as I was washing my hair this morning, and so to that end, I present this nugget.  I give you...

The Naming of Maleficent

Hermia leaned back against the side of the nest, a sheen of sweat cooling on her brow.  She was exhausted, but the feeling barely registered.  Every moment of pain and effort had been worth it, and joy blossomed within her heart like the first flowers of springtime.  She was a mother.

Laying on her chest, warm and soft and still wet from the womb, her tiny daughter squeaked her irritation at having been forced into a bright and noisy world.  Hermia trailed her fingers through the thick crop of dark hair on the child’s head, marvelling at her perfect little pointed ears and the sweet little rosebud mouth which pouted so adorably.

“Hermia,” her mate whispered at her side, “She’s the most perfect creature I’ve ever seen.”

Hermia smiled wearily at Lysander.  “And she’s ours.”

Lysander reached over and threaded his finger into the baby’s tiny fist.  She gripped it hard, and her father blinked in surprise.  “She’s strong.  She will grow up powerful, this child.  I can feel it.”

He glanced at his mate.  Her expression had changed.  She was scrutinising the baby, her brow furrowed in thought, and she looked somewhat upset.

“Hermia?  What is wrong?”

She sighed.  “Lysander... I... I know that we discussed this and we had already decided on a name.  But darling, she just... she just looks far too evil and malignant to be a Josephine.  There is power and destruction here.  If it’s all right with you, I’d like to call her something else.”

Lysander regarded the child.  “I can see what you mean.  She has an almost malevolent air about her, for all that she is sweet and innocent.  What about Malady?  It has a nice ring to it.”

“Hmm, no, it’s a bit airy-fairy.”

“She is a fairy.”

Hermia ignored him, gazing at the child.  Suddenly, she grinned.  “I have it.  It’s perfect.”

“What is it?” her mate asked.

Hermia smiled a smile which would someday grace the face of the child in her arms, a mirror of her mother.  A smile which told unspoken truths and frightened the wits out of lesser beings.  A powerful, knowing smile.

“Her name is Maleficent.”

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A Shock Collar for Lysander

Ah how could I miss out on the opportunity of some nice collar whump for Lysander? He’s such a nice soft boi ;) and of course I gotta add some choking and electricity to the mix as well.

After the whipping yesterday, Declan had left Lysander hanging from the ceiling. it was no position to sleep in, and coupled with the still bleeding gashes on his back, Lysander was only able to nod off for a few minutes. For the most part, he shifted his weight between his wrists and toes, with only pain to distract him from contemplating his current situation.

The sun rose, streams of light landing in his cell through the small window, providing him with a moment of fleeting hope that he could get out of here, before the door opened and he was once again faced with his captor.

“Morning, Lysander.” Declan had the same lazy smirk as yesterday.

“Good morning, sir,” Lysander replied flatly, with the faintest edge of defiance. He stared straight ahead, keeping his expression blank, and tried to adjust his posture.

In one long stride, Declan came up to Lysander and laid a hand on his chest, while with the other he ran his fingers over yesterday’s whip marks. “You learn fast, but I just wish that you’d actually mean what you say. Nevertheless, I think you deserve a reward.”

Declan left the room and came back quickly with a box wrapped in a silk ribbon. He set it on the floor in front of Lysander and walked to the side of the room, pulling on the other side of the chain and lowering him.

Lysander landed with a thump on his knees. His hands were still chained together and attached to the ceiling, but the chain allowed for some movement. Not that he could do anything without bringing more pain to his back.

Declan gestured to the box. “Open it.”

Lysander looked up as if to ask for permission, receiving a small nod. He tugged on the ends of the delicate bow tie atop the box, and the ribbon fell to the ground. Gingerly, he lifted the lid off.

It took him a moment to realize what it was. His breath caught in his throat. A collar. The dark leather was thick and sturdy, and he imagined it wrapped around his throat. His mouth went dry and he looked up at Declan again, tears threatening to spill over.

Declan smiled. “Do you like it?”

Lysander didn’t know what to say, so he just nodded, gaze still locked on the collar blankly.

“Put it on then,” Declan ordered.

Lysander looked up. “N-no.”

Declan came closer and grabbed Lysander’s chin roughly. “What. did. you. just. say.”

Lysander’s voice both wavered more and was surer at the same time. “No.” He repeated.

With his other hand, Declan dug his nails into Lysander’s back. “I suggest you think very carefully about your next words,” His voice was completely serious now, and rage flickered in his eyes. “It’s gonna happen either way, and it’s your choice whether you want it to be painful or not.”

Lysander stared up, trying his best to not falter. He didn’t last very long. He chewed on his lips, considering his options. Declan looked mad, and it was scary. If he's just playing around had hurt so much... Lysander didn’t want to risk the alternative. “Please, I- I can’t. You do it, I won’t struggle.”

Declan sighed. “Fine, but only this one time. In the future, when I give you an order, I expect you to follow it.” He picked it up and circled it around Lysander’s neck, drawing a small shudder from him. Declan put one end through the buckle. “Tighten it yourself.”

Lysander looked up, eyes meeting Declan’s. “Why?”

Declan sighed again. “So I know what’s comfortable for you.”

Lysander nodded. “Thank you.” He ran his fingers along the smooth leather. It didn’t feel too uncomfortable. It wasn’t cold or warm, but it could still take a while to get used to its presence. He pulled it through the buckle until it sat snug around his neck.

Declan reached forward and pulled it tighter one more notch. “There you go, it’s perfect now.”

It was tight, too tight. It took some effort to even draw in air, and he strained to speak. “I-it’s, it’s too tight. I can’t breathe.”

“That’s the point.” Declan ran his hand along the sides of Lysander’s neck. “Feel these two bumps?” He waited for Lysander to nod before continuing. “Wanna know what they do?”

“Um, do I?” Lysander touched the bumps.

“Oh, I think you do.” Declan smiled and pulled out his phone. He tapped a few times, before looking at Lysander again. “Ready?”

“...Not really? Does that make a difference to you?” Lysander kept his fingers over the bump in apprehension.

“Nope,” And with that, Declan pressed the button on his screen.

The pain traveled from his neck, through his torso, arms, and legs, all the way down to the tips of his fingers and toes. The agony seemed like it was extending out of his body, it was more than he could take. The metal chains around his wrists burned, and he couldn’t shake them off. His hands flew to his neck, clawing at the leather, but instead, his fingers convulsed and wrapped tightly around it, pushing it against his windpipe. His chest seized from the electricity flashing through, and his jaw clamped down in pain. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t think.

Declan kept his finger on the button. He had originally planned to just give Lysander a short shock, but he felt that Lysander needed punishment for his disobedience, and an example of the consequences if he ever did it again. So he held his phone, a finger held down, and stood, drinking in the sight of the helpless twitching form in front of him.

By the time it stopped, Lysander’s face was wet with tears. Declan watched as he still twitched with aftershocks and crouched down, laying a hand on his cheek. “Do you like your gift, Lysander?”

Lysander trembled, finally taking in quick shallow breaths. “Y-yes,” It didn’t even cross his mind to say anything other than that. All he could think was that he needed to please Declan. Angry Declan was bad. “Th-thank you, s-sir.”

Declan sat down on the ground next to Lysander and lifted his head into his lap. “I knew you would,” He ran his fingers through Lysander’s hair, “that’s why I got it for you. It hurt, didn't it?” Lysander nodded and mumbled something, but Declan didn’t care to know what he said. “If you obey me, I won’t have to do it again.”

Lysander nodded. “I will, sir,” he said, knowing that he will but he will also hate it every step of the way.

Declan sighed again and helped Lysander into a sitting position. “I have no doubt that you will, you’ve done well with that already, I just wish you did it willingly.”

Lysander didn’t reply, knowing that he never will, but he knew not to say that to Declan’s face.

“Come on,” Declan took the chains off of Lysander’s cuffs and attached it to the ring behind his collar instead and pulled it up so that he had to lift his heel off the ground just a little to not strangle himself. “The collar can be set to shock you randomly, for 8 seconds each time. I’m gonna go make some breakfast, and if you’re good, I’ll give you some too.”

Declan fiddled with his phone for a bit, showing the screen to Lysander to tell him that it’s been set to randomly shock him. He ran his fingers over the gashes on Lysander’s back one more time before turning to leave, not bothering to close the door behind him. From the stairs, he shouted, “Careful not to hang yourself, dear!”

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The Potterverse Texts - A bunch of drabbles

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/uh4Oy3a by RavenclawsAreGeeksNotNerds A series of texts in various text chains including Hinny, Romione, Drastoria text chain, Next gen text chains, and Hogwarts text chains. Hinny, Romione, and Drastoria live in the same house. Basically, canon ships Harry Potter text group drabbles, and HP series is Harry's Biography Words: 637, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Astoria Greengrass, Draco Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Lily Luna Potter, Lorcan Scamander, Hugo Weasley, Rose Weasley, Lysander Scamander, James Sirius Potter, Teddy Lupin, Victoire Weasley Relationships: Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Rose Weasley/Original Character(s), Lily Luna Potter/Original Female Character(s), Lorcan Scamander/Hugo Weasley, James Sirius Potter/Original Female Character(s), Teddy Lupin/Victoire Weasley Additional Tags: Ravenclaw!Astoria, redeemed!Draco, text chain, canon ships, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Angst and Humor, first harry potter fic, The series is Harry's Biography read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55200754

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[lozeyart]

Hear Me Out

Lysander was walking alone. He was usually alone, and sometimes that was great, but sometimes it left him with just his thoughts for company, and he could have done without that today.

He was thinking about a lot of things. His curse, his humanity, his first life where he roamed his forest in peace and watched over the many lives that had dwelled there. He missed that life the most. He was naive and ignorant, and didn’t have human emotions. What true and utter bliss it was for him.

There was a rustling in the bushes beside him and he glanced over to the shrubbery. Probably just a rabbit or squirrel, nothing that would be a bother-

Wait, no, no he knew that smell. His heartbeat picked up and he perked his ears in excitement. He turned toward the little bush and bent over slightly so he could get a closer look.

“I know you’re there.” Lysander called out quietly, “Please come out.”

Nothing.

“Brother, please.” Lysander pleaded, wringing his hands nervously. “Please, I haven’t seen you in so long.”

Another pause, another heart beat, and then a creature stepped out of the bushes gracefully, its paws hardly making a sound as it padded toward Lysander, its tail swishing back and forth slowly.

It was a cat-like creature. About the size of a bobcat but with a long, slick tail. It had four eyes, one set resting slightly above the other with the first pair being a deep green and the second, smaller pair of eyes a dark brown. Its fur was the color of foliage with a white underbelly. Resting above its shoulders was a second pair of arms with opposable thumbs. Lysander knew this cat-like creature well and smiled as he took his brother in for the first time in perhaps a hundred or so years.

He gazed, unblinking, up at Lysander, a slight quirk to his mouth. Lysander let out a shaky laugh and knelt to the ground, extending his hands out, palms up, in welcome. “Brother...” Lysander whispered.

The creature nodded its head once before walking forward and sniffing Lysander’s outstretched hands before giving his fingers a gentle lick. “Greetings brother.” he mewed, looking up at Lysander. “It certainly has been some time since we’ve last seen one another.”

Lysander smiled, “I forget how formal you speak.” He teased, putting his hands in his lap. “Do the others know you’re here?”

“They do not, so I can’t stay long.” his brother said quietly. “But I have missed you greatly, and wished to know how you were fairing.”

Lysander snorted and smiled, “I’m glad you’re here then. I’ll try not to keep you.” he said, “I’m doing alright, I guess, no more.... No more drama than usual.”

“Drama.” The creature chortled, “Oh yes, you have certainly been keeping away from such things. Now tell me brother about this Allister you’ve associated yourself with? I’ve been keeping an eye on him.”

Lysander laughed, he couldn’t help it. “Oh! Him! I’ve dealt with worse than him, you know that.” he sat back on his butt, making himself comfortable, “I’m a little worried about some of the things he’s doing, but I wouldn’t say I’m particularly associated with what he does, just a, uh, curious bystander, so to speak.”

“Ah yes, you’re quite the pacifist now, aren’t you?”

Lysander smiled, and nodded, then looked down at his hands. “Listen, actually, I’ve... Well I... I was wondering if you’ve talked to the others recently? And... And if they’ve said anything about me? About if they’ve changed their minds at all?”

There was a long pause. Lysander looked back up at his brother, hopeful.

“You know they have not.” His brother finally replied.

Lysander looked away again, “But I haven’t... I haven’t done anything at all after, well, you know, after what happened. I haven’t harmed a single soul.”

“I know.”

“And... Brother, I’m so tired.” Lysander sighed, looking back at the creature. “I’m so tired of living, and existing. I don’t want back what I had, I don’t want anything anymore. I’ve lived for so long, with this mind and this body. I have too many human emotions in me now, I just want... Peace. You have to see that.”

“I do. I do see that, brother.” The creature said, “But you have to live out the rest of your sentence, you know that. You know what you did.” He said, stepping forward and rubbed his whiskered cheek against Lysander’s knee. “I miss what we had, but I cannot give you what you want, and neither can they.”

Lysander felt hot, angry tears forming in his eyes and he quickly wiped them away and sniffed. “What must I do to show you and the rest how sorry I am?”

His brother sat back on his haunches and tilted his head to the side, “Face your punishment. Learn from it.”

“But I am! I have!” Lysander shouted angrily.

“Have you?” The creature challenged.

“I’m allowed to be angry over this, brother!” Lysander stood, quivering, “You don’t know what its like! You don’t have human emotions, you don’t have this weight on your shoulders. You live in benevolent peace but I don’t even have a moment of it! I can’t stand this! I am constantly feelings things, everything! I just want to shut it off, I want to fall asleep and never wake up.” Lysander cried.

His brother sat there for a bit, then stood, and turned to walk away. Lysander stared after him, tears streaming down his face.

“I know you are trying brother, but you have to face what you did.” The creature said. He padded toward the bush he had originally crawled out of. “There is no way out of it, and there is nothing I can do.” He turned, looking back at Lysander one last time, “It was nice seeing you again.” And then he disappeared into the bush.

“No, brother, wait! No I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to shout!” Lysander called after him, but there was no response. He ran toward the bush in some feeble hope that his brother would still be there, but he was gone.

And Lysander was alone.