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Murder in St Mungo's
Explicit, 80k words
Murders, cults, and Ministry corruption oh my!
Dead bodies were popping up all across Great Britain. Nothing connected them, no eyewitnesses, no motive, and not a single suspect in sight. Junior Auror Harry Potter was not given the cases nor asked to help, but that wasn’t going to stop him from getting to the bottom of it. Even if he had to work with the Ministry’s least favorite employee, Draco Malfoy.
Some Tags: Auror Harry Potter, Ministry Employee Draco Malfoy, Human Resources Draco, Cults, Murder Mystery, Suspense, Magical Bonds, Jaded Harry, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, BAMF Hermione Granger, Thriller
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DP X DC PROMPT #27
(Time for something a little more lighthearted/found family. Could probably also make this a crack prompt instead.)
(#) = Notes at the end of post
(*) = Just me building off of other ideas.
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Visitation Rights
When Danny went to list Dani/Ellie as his heir after she'd come back from her years of traveling the world, he was quickly informed that he already had one in line for the thrown.
"What? Since when?!"
The pretentious, floating eyeball looked like he wanted to be anywhere else other than here, providing information to King Phantom, but explained anyway.
"The day you officially achieved royal status, you permanently linked your being to the Infinite Realms. When this happened, however, a child was in the process of being created with the assistance of ectoplasmic runoff that's been leaking into the mortal world for centuries. As a result of your power being incorporated into the Realms at such a time, this human child retained an imprint of your core signature. The Infinite Realms itself has recognized this child as your offspring. Your... other offspring has yet to be recognized in such a way and would therefore be considered your second heir once claimed."
Danny stared at the Observant with wide, blank eyes that were slowly filling with dread and panic.
"Why are you just telling me this now?? My coronation was over a decade ago!" He held his face in his hands and gave a horrified groan at what he just learned.
"If you really wanted that clone as your heir, I'm afraid it's too late to change it-"
Danny's head shot back up with a snarl and furious green eyes.
"That's not what I'm upset about you walking cataracts! Eleven years! I've missed eleven years of this kid's life!! How could you think I-"
At a loss for words, he growled deep in his chest. Deep enough that it echoed throughout the halls and rattled the floors.
"Who is this kid, and where can I find them?"
Once given the information and learning of the child's other parental figures, he gets to work. A few weeks later, he appears in the home office of a well-known billionaire with a stack of papers that he promptly slams onto the desk in front of the startled man. (1)
"I demand visitation rights to our son, Damian Wayne."
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(1) Danny actually visited Talia first to get visitation rights. Needless to say, that didn't go very well. He's still got a couple knives floating around in his chest cavity because of it.
(*) ALSO! I'm not sure how this lines up with the DC/Batman timeline. All I figured out is that if Danny waited to be crowned until after he graduated college as an astrophysicist, which take 5 to 7 years, he'd be about 36 years old when he finds out about Damian. Bruce would be about 41, so the age gap is only 5 years. If y'all wanna make this Danny/Bruce, go ahead!
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Bedroom manners
Eris Vanserra x Reader
Eris Vanserra week 2024
@erisweekofficial
Day 1 : Bonds
Summary: Honestly, bonds, binds of fire, bondage... What's the difference? So here you go, smut with absolutely no plot with our sexy High Lord, Eris Vanserra. Enjoy!
Warnings: 18+ !!, penetrative sex (piv), female reader, bondage, tied up sex (Eris' fire binds 😏), begging, teasing, unprotected sex.
Dividers made by @tsunami-of-tears 🤎
“Stop teasing.”
You snarl between your teeth, bucking against the binds of fire holding your hips down to the mattress. Warmth brushes ober skin as you attempt to move, to rub yourself against something, anything.
Eris licks his lips, frowns, as if the bastard was considering your request, but then he just shrugs.
“No,” His finger tips continue their ministration on your thighs, climbing up, up, but never reaching the part where you craved his touch the most. “If you really want me to stop, use your safe word. You know the rules, Y/N. Don't you?”
His fingers slide into your dripping cunt, and your inner walls instantly clench around them, swallowing them whole. Eris' arousal shifts at the mere sight of your body taking his fingers in so well, thinking of how you were made so perfectly for him.
“Eris,” You moan, tears trickling your eyes as your fingers twitch and clench, desperate to take matters into your own hands. You’re dying to rub your clit, to buck your hips against his fingers. You crave more, so much more at this moment.
“Yes, beloved?” That taunting in his voice is extremely infuriating, yet so… devilishly hot. “What is it that you need, mh?”
“More…” You mumble under your breath, your breath hitching when his fingers curl right on the spot that can make you see stars in a matter of seconds.
“What is it that you said? I'm not sure your request has been asked quite enough loud,”
“More, Eris,” You repeat louder this time.
You tilt your head on the side to peek over your shoulder and glare at him. Your attitude wears off instantly at the I’m-not-impressed-at-all-by-your-attitude stare Eris throws at you, his fingers stopped moving completely, to your dismay.
“Has my lovely mate lost all her pretty little manners?” He raises a brow, looking down at you from the tip of his nose. “What about “Please”, mh?”
“Please…”
“Please what?” He purrs, resuming the movements of his fingers inside of you as he awaits for a better answer from you.
“Please, Eris, I need more,” You hiss through gritted teeths, “I need…” You moan as a pressure starts to build in your lower abdomen from the restless caress of Eris fingers on your most sensitive spot. “Need more than your fingers… Need your
… cock inside of me… Please.”
“Good girl,”
Before you could complain or whine about the emptiness his fingers left as they exited your heat, his cock slammed home, filling you up deliciously.
The binds of fire around your wrists tighten, and warm, but not enough to burn, or hurt you. Eris would never harm you in any way. The two of you would tether on the edge of pleasure and strong sensations, yes, but never would Eris hurt you, or make anything that would make you uncomfortable.
“Gods, you're so tight, beloved,” Eris cock twitches inside of you, already close from all the teasing he has made you endure earlier. “You're okay?”
Eris leans forward, a rope of fire brushing against your neck, tugging you back against his strong chest. His slender fingers brush against your chin, eyes searching for any sign of discomfort.
“More than okay,” You gulp, tears pricking your eyes as tension built in your abdomen, “I'm so close Er’ ”
Your whimpers made Eris' hips thrust even faster, desperate to bring the two of you stumbling straight over the edge of this overwhelming pleasure. “Then come with me, mate,”
His pleasure wraps around yours, the smell of your mixed arousal flooding all of your senses. The bond pulses between your two souls, and with a high-pitched moan, a sound that would have for sure awoken the whole damn Autumn Court of your clever mate hadn't thought of putting up sounds wards all over your shared chambers, you orgasmed.
Eris hands wrap around your chest, holding you down on him, keeping you from collapsing on the soft mattress. His teeth sank into your shoulder as he emptied his semen deep into your womb. His groan of pure male pleasure almost made you come all over again.
Eris had comfortably settled beside you after he had made sure you were all cleaned up, hydrated, fed and comfortable. His hand now tracing gentle patterns on your back as your body rests half atop his.
“We shall try it again sometimes,” You whispered in the pitch black room, exhaustion quickly creeping over you.
Eris looks down at you, his fingers brushing against your jaw as he waits for you to elaborate.
“The binds, your fire binds,” You shrug nonchalantly, your body curling against his, readying yourself for sleep. “I liked it. We should try it again sometimes.”
Eris' laugh was silent, tired. But he holds you closer, soft tendrils of his magic brushing against your skin.
“As you wish, my beloved,” His lips place a soft kiss to your forehead. “Sweet dreams,”
His whisper was unanswered, which makes his smile grow even wider from how quickly you have fallen asleep.
He had truly thoroughly made love to you.
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