#draco malfoy age gap angst

[slytherweasley]

Hello could I get a draco Malfoy x reader story based on the song all too well by Taylor swift (if you have seen the 10 min short film could you base it around that where they are fighting) -@graceperry8

All Too Well (Draco’s Version)

For my fellow swifties <3

You were meeting his friends for dinner, you actually suggested it, a dinner party at your house to get to know them. You were at the point of the relationship where you’d been dating for a few months and were ready to get more serious. You were so anxious the whole day, you remember showering and feeling so anxious you felt like you were going to throw up.

You got out of the shower and made your way into the bedroom where Draco was getting ready. “I’m so nervous” you say coming up behind him and wrapping your arms around him. “Don’t be they are great you’ll love them” he spins you around and pulls you close to him pressing a longing kiss on your head. “Im not worried about me liking them, I want them to like me” “they will, I like you there’s no reason they won’t.”

Draco is 9 years older than you, which means his friends are older too, although you and Draco got along well you felt intimidated as they were approaching 30 you were just coming to terms with turning 21 shortly. You thought you wouldn’t have much to relate about.

The long awaited moment came and once you’d been introduced you served dinner. They were talking about their times at Hogwarts, it was nice to hear but you didn’t have much to add but you did your best.

“Draco was the best at Potions despite what everyone thought of Potter” Pansy says “Really? I didn’t know that! I was also top of my class in Potions” you say taking Draco’s hand “but Hogwarts changed changed a lot since we left, really it went downhill. You didn’t experience Snape the best potions master of the century” he avoided your hand placing it on the table. Your heart sunk to your stomach, no one noticed and the conversation kept flowing but you weren’t able to get over it.

You kept quiet the rest of the night. You cleaned up after they left and Draco was helping you. “You’re awfully quiet, what’s going on? Didn’t like my friends?” “No they were great” “what is it?” “You, why did you treat me like that? You just dismissed me the whole night, you dropped my hand.” “I can’t even remember that” “Well you did it” “It was probably an unconscious action” “it was full of thought and intention.” “Well I didn’t mean anything by it” “you definitely meant to make me feel like a child when you told me that after you guys left Hogwarts every year went downhill.” “You’re making a night about me and my friends about you! That’s so fucking selfish, I didn’t expect that from you” “it’s not about me it’s about you and how you are being a shitty boyfriend” “don’t put your insecurities on me! This is you, you’re being so selfish!” He spat.

Your eyes welled up and a the painful lump in your throat was about to be released. You turn away from him and continue cleaning to let out your tears. “Hey, I don’t want to fight” he turns you around and wipes your tears “I’m sorry, I was a terrible boyfriend” he knew how to guilt you “no, you’re not” you said trying to catch your breath. He pressed his lips to yours and made you feel like you were overreacting.

Things had changed, fights would start over small things until one day it hit the breaking point.

Draco was in his study working when you came in after not talking all day. You didn’t get into an argument you were just in a rough spot. “Hey baby” you say sitting on his lap, he didn’t wrap his arms around you and just let you sit there.

“I’ve been thinking for a long time and I can’t get it off my mind” “talk to me” you take his hand and he lets you. “I’m not feeling this anymore, us. We are disconnected. It’s not the same” you get up and gave him “are you about to break up with me?” “Yes, it’s done” “we are going through a normal tough situation it’s no excuse to break up.” “I know you’re trying to make this work but I’m over it, I’ve been through this at your age. If we had been closer in age maybe it would have been fine.” You weren’t even sad just mad. “Fuck this. Fuck you! You knew what you were getting into” “I don’t know what I was thinking, you’re too young.”

You just left and never came back. Never saw him again.

[louvemione]

illicit affairs — d. malfoy (y/n's pov)

synopsis : draco malfoy and astoria greengrass are destined to be together, so why does malfoy end up in someone else's arms all the time? specifically, in your arms.

warning/s : angst, fluff if you squint, a bit 🤏 suggestive, swear words here and there, no voldy au 🙅‍♀️, written in first person, not really cheating bc draco n astoria are not dating, pretend that there's only a 1 year age gap between Astoria & Draco

author's note : illicit affairs by taylor swift! i will most definitely write a part two of this 😎

make sure nobody sees you leave

hood over your head, keep your eyes down

third year

Draco Malfoy and Astoria Greengrass. a perfect pair, really. they're destined to end up in each other's arms by the time they finish Hogwarts, they're destined to spend the rest of their lives together and no one was to get in between them.

not even me

I stared at the top of my four-poster bed, nights like this always had me wondering, why am I doing this? why did I even get into this relationship, if you can call it one, that was bound to end within the next few years? why am I risking everything for someone who would end up in someone else's arms? why am I making promises with someone who will fulfill those with someone else?

my head always spiraled with a list of why's. why am I doing this to myself?

the only time I'd stop is when he finally knocks on the door and I'll quietly slip out of my blankets, making sure not to wake my roommates up, slip on my robes and take his hand to spend the rest of the night giggling and trying not to get caught by Filch or Mrs. Norris.

and the cycle repeats itself the following day.

tell your friends you're out for a run

you'll be flushed when you return

fourth year

"wait! I don't know how to.." Harry stopped mid-sentence, too embarrassed to do so. I snickered as I lead him to the dance floor where the other champions along with their partners stood, "you'll be fine, just follow my lead"

I had fun dancing and laughing with Harry Potter, so much fun that I had nearly forgotten about the fact that Draco and Astoria came to the ball as each other's date.

if Draco and Astoria weren't dancing so close to us, I might've completely forgotten about it.

"you look gorgeous" Draco whispers the words that were meant for Astoria, only for her to hear.

I ended up spending most of my time at the yule ball with Harry and his friends as I tried to avoid Draco and Astoria at all costs.

but my attempts of avoiding him was soon washed down the drain because a graze of Draco's hand against my waist was all it took for me to excuse myself, "hey, uh, I had so much fun with you guys but I'll just go get some air. it's getting kind of cramped here"

when we returned, even if I was back with the trio who was by the way asking why I looked flushed, I see the smirks Pansy and Daphne sent in my direction when they saw Draco's flushed cheeks and lipstick stain on his lips.

take the road less traveled by

tell yourself you can always stop

lie. everyone knew it's a lie when we said, "we can stop this anytime we want"

because if we can, he wouldn't be in my dormitory, crying and begging for me to stay. him and I wouldn't be waking up longing for each other's embrace.

because no matter how many times we say it, the truth is we don't want to stop.

that's why we didn't do anything to stop.

what started in beautiful rooms

Draco and I met in our first year, during the sorting ceremony. him and I were both put in Slytherin along some newly met friends.

our little set up started during our third year, by that time I was already knowledgeable of his family's arrangement with the Greengrasses. yet, him and I carried on with this.

ends with meetings in parking lots

and that lead us here.

in front of my dormitory, where he would come and fetch me for our daily late night rebellion.

and that's the thing about illicit affairs

and clandestine meetings and longing stares

illicit. is this considered as an illicit affair?

yeah, probably. he's bound to marry someone else but he's here with me, in the restricted section of the library where we'd cost at least a hundred points off of our house if we get caught.

"i love you" Draco whispered against my nape, arms wrapping around my body to pull me into a back hug as he pressed my back against his chest.

I turned around, leaving the dusty potions book I was holding on the table beside us, "i love you too" I whispered back, our lips inches away before he finally closed the gap.

yes, I consider this an illicit affair. because if it isn't, why would I catch Draco's longing stares whenever his father requested for him to spend more time with his future wife?

it's born from just one single glance

I glanced at Draco just in time for our eyes to meet as I walked past him and Astoria.

that alone was all Draco needed for him to excuse himself from his seemingly clueless future wife.

but it dies, and it dies, and it dies

sixth year

"let's stop"

"you're drunk" Draco carries me to his bed

"I'm serious. let's stop. you're getting married after next school year so why should we carry on with this?"

an uncomfortable silence surrounds the room and my tears were already falling before I could even stop them, "I'm tired, Draco. It's unfair to all of us, we can't keep making promises knowing we won't fulfill them. I should've done this a long time ago. and in fact, we never should have gotten together—"

"so you're regretting it? everything we did together? you wish it never happened?

"yes"

a million little times

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[inkyarcturus]

For my contribution for pride month I’d like to share my personal head canons for Harry Potter characters!!!

Harry Potter: I’m gonna be honest I project on this man far too unhealthily to NOT be biased (I’ve been going by the name Harry in IRLfor 3 and a half years now I think? Bc of this man /srs) but that man’s bi with a capital B 💕💜💙 personally I enjoy seeing trans man Harry as well but unfortunately I don’t see as many fanfics of him as such :,) shoutout to all the fanfic creators I see making Harry a trans woman tho!!! I’d also love to see a genderfluid/nonbinary Harry or two!!!

Hermione Granger: trans woman!!! 🏳️‍⚧️ *crowd cheers* as for sexuality wise? I’ve seen her depicted as straight, bisexual and lesbian- and honestly I think I can see her fitting all of these!!!

Ronald Weasley: I always struggle to pinpoint what I headcanon Ron to be. I have seen a couple of people headcannoning him as a trans man 🏳️‍⚧️- referencing Molly continuing to have children until she had a girl creates perfect levels of angst for this- but I wouldn’t say it’s a permanent aspect of him inside my head. Now that I think about him a little more- I think I might headcanon him as unlabeled more than anything sexuality wise. I think he’s into women but he wouldn’t be opposed or too surprised if he developed a crush on a guy.

Luna Lovegood: She’s a lesbian 🏳️‍🌈💕 (I will occasionally accept fanfics where she is pan and is with Neville but her being a lesbian is the main headcanon) also a little gender queer in whichever way you choose 🏳️‍⚧️ sometimes I see her as genderfluid, bigender and just generally nonbinary

Ginny Weasley: bi- so so bi 💕💜💙

Draco Malfoy: Gayest motherfucker in town I’m sorry- Mr. Tells his father literally everything about Harry 💚🤍💙

Remus Lupin: bi 💕💜💙 there’s no question about that in my mind, I think he has a small preference for men but that’s it!!!

Sirius Black: He switches between using the labels queer and gay but you know that man kisses other men!!! 💚🤍💙 I know a lot of people tend to headcanon him as genderfluid which I enjoy seeing but it’s never been a main stay headcanon for me :,)

Tonks: (She/they) Lesbian and Intersex 🏳️‍🌈💕💛🟣. I’m sorry but the age gap between Remus and her in the original books make me uncomfortable- as for being intersex, I think most ppl believe being a metamorphmagus means she is automatically genderfluid, while I like seeing genderfluid representation, I think ppl often fail to acknowledge the difference between sex and gender. As a metamorphmagus, she transforms her body, her gender doesn’t seem to change w it in the books. While I like the headcanons of them being genderfluid I wish more people explored that specific idea.

Severus Snape: queer? Queer. In every sense of the word. I think most people view him as bi 💕🟣💙 which I agree with (Lily and Mulciber, also absolutely headcanon him having a crush on both Lucius AND Narcissa) but also I think he’s a little bit gender funky- I mean just look at him- no one who stands like that isn’t just cis /ref. Sev absolutely painted his nails and did eyeliner, he absolutely wore a floor length black skirt and absolutely had days where mister hit wrong in all the right places and everyone in her group helped by doing tiny things like braiding her hair and putting bat clips in it for fun 🏳️‍⚧️

Anyways speed run round 🏃

💕🟣💙: Cedric Diggory, Cho Chang (has the fandom chosen a new name for her yet?) Bill Weasley

🧡💛🤍🩵💙: Charlie Weasley, Neville? (Didn’t think of this until just now but it’s growing on me?-)

🏳️‍🌈💚🤍💙: Dean thomas, Seamus Finnegan, Dumbledore (I may not like him that much but he is gay)

🏳️‍🌈💕: Minerva Mcgonagall, Poppy Pomfrey

If I missed anyone I’m sorry :,)

Anyways!!! Join if you’d like with your own headcanons!!!

@pottistic @marriso1 (If you guys don’t wanna join w ur own headcanons that’s okay! I thought this would just be fun :P)

[danpuff-ao3]

Hi! I've been dipping my feet into snary because I'm kinda in an age gap, professor/student vibe recently, but I've been struggling to find slow burn fics still set in Hogwarts, do you have any good recs? Thank you either way!!

Hello hello! Sorry for the late reply, but life has been a lot lately! That said, I was glad to see this ask, as I'm such a sucker for age gaps and student/teacher fics! I don't read much slow burn, as I'm much more a lady for instant gratification, but hopefully I'll have a few good ones for you!

The Syntax of Things

by Arrisha (@arrisha-ao3). Rated: M. Words: 200,436. Mentor Snape. Coming out. Internalized homophobia. Fluff & Angst. Drama & Romance. First Time. Forbidden Love. Canon Rewrite. Tragedy. Denial of Feelings. Character Study.

A short-lived series of private lessons took place after Christmas in Harry Potter's fifth school year, during which Severus Snape attempted to teach Harry the skill of Occlumency. The lessons were ultimately cancelled when Harry was caught prying into Snape's memories, discovering the strangest things: A mysterious prophecy connected Harry's fate with Voldemort's, Harry's dad was an insufferable bully, and Severus Snape had been in love with Harry's mum. Naturally, Harry now has a million questions. Snape would prefer to answer none.

Pains and Contradictions

by atypicalsnowman. Rated: E. Words: 301,906. Angst. Tragedy. Drama. Hurt/comfort. Romance.

Note: I read this fic a lot when I was younger, and while it's not tagged Slow Burn, I'm pretty sure it is. At least, I'm fairly sure it takes them a while to hook up!

When Harry begins to break under the pressures of death and prophesy, help arrives from an unlikely quarter: Snape. Despite their own doubts, manipulations from all sides and hapless interventions combine to bring their two souls together.

Unrestrained

by Lizzy0305. Rated: E. Words: 172,727. Hogwarts Eighth Year. Powerful Harry. Animagic. Falling in Love. Angst & Humor. Hurt/comfort. Emotional infidelity. Podfic available.

After the war, Harry thinks he’s living the perfect life with Ginny in his arms and on the road to becoming an Auror. But Snape’s magic becomes unstable and suddenly, Harry must be constantly at wandpoint of a man who hated him on their best days. Things start to change and soon he starts to realize that there’s something more important than a perfect life.

Harry Potter and the Dark Enigmas

by Octroman. Rated: E. Words: 221,649. Hogwarts Eighth Year. Under-negotiated kink. Morally ambiguous character. Other content untagged.

Delve into an unofficial 8th book as Harry and Hermione return for their seventh year to complete their education. Harry struggles with the aftermath of the Battle of Hogwarts, death of loved ones, and maintaining relationships. Failing classes and avoiding friends, he questions his decision to be an Auror and his future place in the Wizarding world. A sullen Draco rallies and returns to Hogwarts, putting on a brave face for the redemption of his family. Ron is fumbling at the Ministry while Hermione practically teaches Transfiguration in light of a suitable teacher. But Harry’s most challenging task is not playing frenemies with Malfoy like it’s to win the House Cup, it’s grasping for closure with the people who are still alive.

Everything I Am

written by Serpen, translated by Acid. Rated: E. Words: 215,419. Enemies to friends to lovers. Mentions of Harry/Seamus. Hogwarts Sixth Year. Coming Out.

Sixth year is danger, heartbreak, and accepting a mission to kill. Until, one mad May, everything changes. An English translation of Everything I Am by Serpen (Serpensortia).

[gllrimes]

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒐’𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈!

𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔:

I will be writing smut, fluff, comfort, and angst. I'm not experienced with writing as much as other writers are, so don't expect the best.

No sa or rape of any sort because we don't tolerate that.

No piss/shit/fart kinks ya dirty fucks.

No pedophilia. Age gaps only can consist of five years apart in my story's when 18+

No human servitude.

I write for any sexuality and any gender.

I do write drabbles and hcs.

I don't write agere/little space on this blog, I'll set up another blog for that!!

I don't care how old you are I can't stop you from reading my stuff 😕🙏🏻

Requests are open!!

𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 & 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓

The Walking Dead:

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Negan Smith

Glenn Rhee

Ron Anderson

Enid Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Michonne Grimes

(Bonus: I might write for others too. Maybe Shane idk.)

The End Of The Fucking World:

Alyssa Foley

James (last name unknown)

Heartstopper:

Charlie Spring

Nick Nelson

Tao Xu

Elle Argent

Darcy Olsson

Tara Jones

Sahar Zahid

Issac Henderson

13 Reasons Why:

Clay Jenson

Hannah Baker

Justin Foley

Alex Standall

Jessica Davis

IT:

Bill Denbrough

Richie Tozier

Beverly Marsh

Stanley Uris

Mike Hanlon

Henry Bowers

Patrick Hockstetter

Victor Criss

Belch Huggins

The Flash (IMDb):

Berry Allen

Cisco Ramon

Caitlin Snow

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

James Potter

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Mattheo Riddle

Theodore Nott

Regulas Black

Stranger Things:

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Jonathan Byers

Nancy Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Steve Harrington

Henry Creel

Eleven

Eddie Munson

Criminal Minds:

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Penelope Garcia

Jennifer Jareau

Twilight:

Bella Swan

Edward Cullen

Jasper Hale

Alice Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Carlisle Cullen

Emmett Cullen

Jacob Black

Seth Clearwater

Esme Cullen

Thirteen:

Tracy Freeland

Evie Zamora

Mason Freeland

Melanie Freeland

Anne With An E:

Gilbert Blythe

Anne Shirley

Dianna Berry

Cole Mackenzie

Jerry Baynard

The Goldfinch:

Theodore Decker (older and younger)

Boris Pavlikovsky (older and younger)

The Turning:

Miles Fairchild

Kate Mandell

Flora Fairchild (NO SMUT)

When You Finish Saving The World:

Ziggy Katz

Lila

American Horror Story:

Tate Langdon

Violet Harmon

Kit Walker

Lana Winters

Zoe Benson

Kyle Spencer

Cordelia Goode

Fiona Goode

Jimmy Darling

James Patrick March

Elizabeth/The Countess

Kai Anderson

Winter Anderson

Ally Mayfair-Richards

Austin Sommers

Mr. Gallant

Edward Mott

Rory Monahan

Shameless:

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Mandy Milkovich

Carl Gallagher

I Believe In Unicorns:

Davina

Sterling

Tokio Hotel:

Bill Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz

Georg Listing

Gustav Schäfer

Slashers/Halloween movies characters:

Max Dennison

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Sydney Prescott

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Jason Voorhees

Freddy Kruger

Michael Myers

Jason Dean

Patrick Bateman

Brahms Heelshire

BONUS singers/actors/youtubers:

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

Jake Webber

Albert (flamingo)

The Sturniolo Triplets

Finn Wolfhard

Noah Schnapp

And finally... ALEX TURNER 😋😋 (he's so husband material)

!!PLEASE USE THIS RESPECTFULLY AND WISELY!!

[lenacosse]

✧.*Characters I’ll write for

including: smut, fluff and angst

brooklyn 99:

-jake peralta

-amy santiago

harry potter:

-harry potter

-draco malfoy

-theo nott

-blaise zabini

-fred weasley

-hermione granger

marauders:

-james potter

-remus lupin

-sirius black

-lily evans

-mary mcdonald

-marlene mckinnon

marvel:

-pietro maximoff

-wanda maximoff

-natasha romanoff

-tony stark

-thor

-peter parker (you can specify which one)

shameless:

-fiona gallagher 

-carl gallagher

-lip gallagher (maybe)

others:

-aaron taylor johnson

-tangerine

-barbie

-taylor swift

✧.*What I won’t write about

-sexual assault of any kind

-age gaps

-daddy kinks

-abuse

-stefan salvatore

[kavtsuki]

everything i post will have adequate warnings and tags applied, but for the safety of everyone here i ask that you please make sure to read this post carefully before sending in a request. requests are currently : 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 !!

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 : 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

i write fluff, angst, smut, headcanons ❪ max five characters ❫, drabbles, alternate universes, and short stories ❪ 5k+ words ❫.

i post some taboo content that anyone under the age of eighteen is not allowed to like, reblog, or interact with. those types of posts will have a "minors do not interact" on it.

i also write stuff that may include age gaps, poly/threesome+, dubcon, incest, toy play, light bdsm, breath play, praise and light degradation, supernatural ❪ i.e. omegaverse, werewolf, vampire, etc. may include knotting in certain cases ❫, choking, stepcest, mommy/daddy kink ❪ to an extent ❫, and dacryphilia.

i will not write about cheating ❪ on the reader's behalf ❫, manipulation, abuse, etc. however, i will write about the reader being cheated on ❪ although not explicitly; mostly just mentioned in passing ❫.

i write strictly male!character x fem! or gn!reader !! i do not write character x character pairings.

i highly suggest reading the warnings on every story that i create in case anything included is possibly triggering for you as a reader. do not proceed to read any story of mine before you have safely comprehended what you are about to read.

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HARRY POTTER UNIVERSE . . . harry james potter, ronald weasley, neville longbottom, draco malfoy, blaise zabini, theodore nott, dean thomas, fred weasley, george weasley, bill weasley, cedric diggory, oliver wood, james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, sebastian sallow and ominis gaunt.

THE BAD BATCH . . . all of the bad batch members ❪ excluding omega ❫.

DC UNIVERSE . . . bruce wayne ❪ gotham version, battinson version, and comics version ❫, jason todd ❪ red hood, titans, and arkham knight version ❫, dick grayson ❪ nightwing, young justice, and titans version ❫, tim drake ❪ young justice and comics version ❫, damian wayne ❪ comics version ❫, wally west ❪ young justice version ❫, garfield logan ❪ titans version ❫, conner kent ❪ titans and young justice version ❫, and jaime reyes ❪ young justice version ❫.

GOD OF WAR . . . kratos, heimdall, brok, sindri, thor, freyr, mimir ❪ before  beheading ❫ and baldur.

ASSASSIN'S CREED: VALHALLA . . . male!eivor varinsdottir, sigurd styrbjornson, vili hemmingson, hrolfr/rollo, ubba ragnarsson, hytham, basim ibn ishaq, otta sluggason, aelfred the great, and leofrith.

MARVEL UNIVERSE . . . bucky barnes ❪ the winter soldier ❫, stephen strange ❪ doctor strange ❫, peter parker ❪ andrew garfield and tom holland’s versions ❫, and pietro maximoff ❪ quicksilver ❫.

HAIKYUU . . . all of karasuno, all of nekoma, all of aoba johsai, all of date tech, all of shiratorizawa, and all of inarizaki. other characters include takeru nakashima from wakutani south, yuudai hyakuzawa from kakugawa high, suguru daishou, kouji hiroo and isumi sakishima from nohebi academy, and sakusa kiyoomi and motoya komori from itachiyama institute.

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA . . . all of class 1-A and all of the league of villains. other characters include mirio togata and tamaki amajiki from the big three, tetsutetsu tetsutetsu, sen kaibara, and neito monoma from class 1-B, hitoshi shinsou from the department of general education, yo shindo from ketsubutsu academy, inasa yoarashi from shiketsu high, and pro heroes shouta aizawa ❪ eraserhead ❫, keigo takami ❪ hawks ❫, taishiro toyomitsu ❪ fatgum ❫, toshinori yagi ❪ all might ❫, enji todoroki ❪ endeavor ❫, tensei iida ❪ original ingenium ❫, and mirai sasaki ❪ sir nighteye ❫.

JUJUTSU KAISEN . . . inumaki toge, gojou satoru, chousou, ryoumen sukuna, kento nanami, junpei yoshino, aoi todo, itadori yuuji, and megumi fushiguro.

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS . . . all of the armed detective agency and all of the port mafia. other characters include edgar allan poe and mark twain from the guild, and fyodor dostoevsky from the decay of angels.

DEMON SLAYER . . . tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, and giyuu tomioka. other characters include kyoujurou rengoku from the hashira group, genya shinazugawa also from the demon slayer corp, and yushiro the demon.

KUROKO NO BASKET. . . all of seirin high school. all of the generation of miracles, yukio kasamatsu from kaijou high school, takao kazunari from shuutoku high school, tatsuya himuro from yousen high school, and reo mibuchi and kotarou hayama from rakuzan high school.

ATTACK ON TITAN . . . all of the scout regiment. other characters include marco bodt, moblit berner, and reiner braun and bertholdt hoover from the marleyan warriors.

TOKYO REVENGERS . . . manjiro sano ( mikey ), takashi mitsuya, shinichiro sano, naoto tachibana, ken ryuguji ❪ draken ❫, atsushi sendo, chifuyu matsuno, baji kaisuke, kazutora hanemiya, ran haitani, rindou haitani, nahoya kawata ❪ smiley ❫, hajime kokonoi, wakasa imaushi, and souya kawata ❪ angry ❫.

OBEY ME . . . lucifer, mammon, leviathan, beelzebub, belphegor, simeon and diavolo.

VOLTRON: LEGENDARY DEFENDERS . . . keith kogane, lance mcclain, and lotor.

MYSTIC MESSENGER . . . hyun ryu ❪ zen ❫, yoosung kim, jumin han, saeyoung choi ❪ seven/707 ❫, jihyun kim ❪ v ❫, and saeran choi ❪ ray/unknown ❫.

OTHERS . . . leon kennedy + chris redfield + carlos oliveira + ethan winters ❪ resident evil ❫,  joel miller + tommy miller ❪ the last of us - video game version only ❫, steve harrington + eddie munson ❪ stranger things ❫, rick grimes + daryl dixon ❪ the walking dead ❫.

[wolfie200510]

Hey everyone...

So I decided to write here too... You can also find me on wattpad, the username is Wolfie_200510 and the profilepic is the same as here.

Please send requests...

❤️‍🔥 - smut

💖 - fluff

❤️‍🩹 - angst

With who I write:

Austin Butler (and his characters)

- Austin Butler

- Feyd-Rautha

- Elvis

- Wil Ohmsford

- Benny Cross

Callum Turner (and his characters)

- Callum Turner

- Theseus Scamander

- Joe Rantz

- Thomas Webb

- Anthony O'Hare

Timothée Chalamet (and his characters)

- Timothée Chalamet

- Paul Atreides

- Willy Wonka

- Kyle Scheible

- Theodore Laurence

- Nic Sheff

- Lee

- Regulus Black

Slytherins

- Mattheo Riddle

- Theodore Nott

- Lorenzo Berkshire

- Tom Riddle

- Regulus Black

- Draco Malfoy

- Blaise Zabini

- Pansy Parkinson

- Daphne Greengrass

- Astoria Greengrass

Scream

- Billy Loomis

- Stu Matcer

- Ethan Landry

- Amber Freeman

- Tara Carpenter

- Sam Carpenter

OBX

- JJ Maybank

- John B Routledge

- Rafe Cameron

- Pope Hayward

- Sarah Cameron

- Kiara Carrera

- Cleo

- Sofia

Cobra Kai

- Miguel Diaz

- Robby Keene

- Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

- Demetri Alexopoulos

- Tory Nichols

- Samantha LaRusso

Celebrities

Later I'll add more to this list but that's all for now.

Rules for requests:

- No male reader, only female or gender neutral reader

- No dad or mom character (sorry)

- No major age gaps (like no more than 10 years age gap)

- You can request celebrities and characters from movies or shows who are not on the list (I'll tell you if I write it or not)

- I'm open to write kinks

[mxigo]

all of me | part 3

SERIES SYNOPSIS: A muggle born witch soldiering for the Light finds herself captured by death eater Lucius Malfoy. Spellbinding her from her own magic, he is given the task to go through her memories to see if she knows anything about the last of the Order of the Phoenix. While sifting through her mind, Lucius discovers secrets pertaining to the past she and his son Draco share that could jeopardize his safety. As they are forced to spend more time together, the witch starts to see through the cracks of Lucius' facade as a dark wizard, and Lucius finds himself enraptured by the beauty of her gentle, bleeding heart.

WARNINGS: 18+, angst, swearing, non-con, sa, age gap, essentially mature themes. inspired by manacled, please read with discretion.

WORD COUNT: 2.1k

MINORS & AGE-LESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. YOUR AGE MUST BE SOMEWHERE IN YOUR BIO OR YOUR BYF.

SERIES MASTERLIST | NEXT CHAPTER

Anger burned in Lucius’ chest for the first time in years as he stared into the flames of his stone fireplace in his room. The tumbler of fire whiskey swirled in its glass as he took another long draw, shooting the rest of it in a single pull before nearly slamming the glass on to the solid wood of the table.

It'd been years since he felt anything other than melancholy, and yet, this Mudblood managed to stoke his ire in just one moment. Despite how long it had been, the anguish of Narcissa’s death remained fresh. Some nights, it felt as if it was a lifetime ago that she was taken, while pain practically tricked him into believing that it just happened earlier that day.

How dare she bring up Narcissa. She had no right to mention her, or what happened to her. How could she possibly make such an assumption without even knowing the kind of woman his wife was? Narcissa was the light in Lucius’ dark days, the person that saw the world the same as Lucius. The person who also understood the severity of the new trajectory of their lives once Voldemort took residence in the Manor that year.

When the Dark Lord had Draco take his vow as a Death Eater in his place while he rotted in Azkaban, it was like the world suddenly flipped upside down. Never did he think that his son would take the vow so soon, and all because of his failure at the Ministry. With his son pulled into the fold, no longer did he care about what their cause was. They only cared to see that their son lived, by any means necessary.

A strange thought passed over Lucius, freezing him. What reason would his son have to not tell him about his personal interactions with his former professor? Was it because he was simply embarrassed that he was failing Astronomy, and that he was offered assistance by a Muggle-born? Lucius feared that it may be something more, but it was only a whisper of a conclusion. He needed to see more before he assumed anything worse.

The sudden chime from the grandfather clock in the corner of the room pulled him from his thoughts, chiming six times before stopping. A long sigh left him as he stared back into the fire, contemplating all that he had done in his life to lead up to the one that he had now. He set the glass tumbler on to one of the wooden coasters before standing, foregoing his usual overcoat to leave him in just his black silk blended button down and back trousers. He’d found himself letting go a bit more at home than when he had Narcissa around. In the back of his mind, he knew that it was because he didn’t see a reason to be put together when there is no one around to appear as such.

Draco was already sitting at the dining table when Lucius walked in, wearing a similar outfit to his him. Silence encased the room as Lucius took his seat at the head of the table like always, the pair rarely ever having anything to say to each other anymore. But knowing now what he knew about his son’s connection with the witch in the basement, Lucius was curious to what his son actually felt about her.

His eyes flitted up to study his son as he stared at the table, unmoving. Draco’s eyes distantly stared holes into the wood, his mind elsewhere.

“Draco,” Lucius started, his pointer finger tapping rhythmically on the solid wood of the table, “there was a rather odd memory that I extracted from the witch. Do you recall your midterm examination for her Astronomy class?”

Silence stretched once again through the room as Draco continued to stare at the table before he finally glanced over at his father, almost bored. He sighed, shifting his weight in his chair to appear nonchalant as he rolled his eyes.

“I know what you’re asking about; it wasn’t anything of importance. She was a Hufflepuff with a savior complex who felt that she could help and befriend everyone. It was just her nature,” Draco answered, letting his eyes wander to the ceiling, staring into the intricate painting spread across it.

The pair went back to ignoring each other, well, more so Draco ignored Lucius, focusing on his dinner before he excused himself to his rooms, leaving the older man with his thoughts once again. Lucius sighed, reclining into his chair and rested his head in his hand, rubbing his eyes. It was in moments like these where he couldn’t help but achingly wish for his wife to be here. Draco had been so distant from him in the years since her death, disregarding his presence almost entirely, and only speaking to him unless spoken to. There was also a sinking feeling in his gut that he was closer with the witch in his cellar than he was letting on, and he feared that because of what he would have to do, it may just be the tipping point for his son.

—

Mimsy took care in bathing you in the claw foot tub, gently washing and combing through your tangled hair, leaving no traces of what your life had consisted of before. Since leaving the cellar, your anger had cooled away into stone, leaving you in limbo, like nothing was real. You were numb to feeling anything, and honestly, you didn’t mind it.

Once clean, the elf disappeared and returned with a folded black towel in one hand and a midnight blue silk night dress in the other, to which she draped over the back of the vanity chair while you dried off. You remained quiet during her visit with you. While you dressed, Mimsy Apparated only for a minute before she came back with a tray of food in her hands, containing roasted chicken, green beans, potatoes, and a dinner roll. Although it all looked delicious, your stomach rolled at the sight of it. Mimsy sat it down in the guest room at the table before coming back.

“Is Miss needin’ anything else?” she asked, her large green eyes staring up at you.

You softly shook your head, your still-wet tendrils of hair swaying with the motion. “No, thank you, Mimsy. I’m fine.”

The elf looked up at you, unbelieving, but nodded, nonetheless.

“Just call if you be needin’ anything.”

She disappeared with a pop, leaving you with an empty room and your thoughts to keep you company.

Standing in the large and ornately decorated room in a silk shift made you long for a simple large worn cotton shirt and shorts something bad, for the simple comfort of something familiar. You still felt as if all of this was a dream. Perhaps you were in a magically induced coma since the end of the war, and Harry won against Voldemort, and you were only in St. Mungo’s where everyone was just waiting for you to wake.

The fantasy made your heart ache, and your lower lip trembled as tears burned in your eyes. But this was reality, one where you were now magically bound to Lucius Malfoy, where you would be defiled for his own enjoyment, and your mind would be flayed away day by day in search of the answers that he was looking for. Your body was no longer your own, and every memory and thought would be splayed open for him to sneer at.

A dark, ugly feeling began to fester in your chest. It made your hands shake and mouth go dry. You rushed into the bathroom, flipping open the faucet and grabbing a crystal tumbler from the tray next to you, letting it fill with water. Once filled, you threw your head back, chugging the cool water until it was empty, and you sat the glass back down, staring at the white counter. Then, after avoiding it all night, you finally looked up into the mirror.

You could hardly recognize the woman that peered back; her hair considerably duller than what you remembered, eyes sunken, and covered in bruises and old and scabbing cuts. Then, on her arm, you caught the scar that you tried so hard to forget about.

MUDBLOOD.

With a raging bellow, you picked up the glass from the countertop and chucked it at the mirror, shattering them into hundreds of pieces, spilling over onto the marble floors of the bathroom. Rage and agony bubbled up inside and spilled over as heaving sobs, leaving your face sweaty and slick, your hair sticking to the surface of it. As your feet moved to steady you, the shards bit through the skin of your heels in tiny, sharp flicks of fire.

How were you supposed to keep hopeful in such a hopeless situation? You had no autonomy, no magic, no help. Was this all it was going to take to break you? Just a simple glance in the mirror at a reflection of a scar that you had seen for years now? There were others out there being tortured every waking second, and you were here collapsing in on yourself.

Be brave, Sunny, Tonks’ voice whispered in your head, bringing a new wave of tears, but this time, in grief. The memory of her body crumpling to the ground next to you in that field at Hogwarts was burned into your mind, the shrieking laughs from Bellatrix bouncing around.

Your godson’s sweet face looking up at you morphed from his mother’s, as you remembered the last day you spent with him in Edinburgh. You left him with Luna before you went to Belfast nearly three months ago, and it wasn’t long after that you were chased to Germany.

Grief bubbled up deep in your chest, festering until it spilled over. Your face twisted in agony, the dam bursting as streams poured from your eyes, and a wail ripping from your lips. Your body shook with the force of the sobs, and your fingers threaded through the roots of your hair, tugging painfully. You screamed again, but this time in shock as someone popped into your room.

Through the doorway, Lucius stood in your room, looking around frantically. It took only moments for him to find you with your hands raised around your face. He froze as he saw the smudges of bloody footprints from the shattered mirror. Ten thousand assumptions came to mind, but the thought that you might be trying to kill yourself stood out the most.

Like a switch had been flipped, his face pinched in anger. In great strides, he stalked into the bathroom, his eyes set on you. Panic filled you, and your heart raced as you stumbled away from him, wincing as shards of glass dug into the soles of your feet. He reached you quickly, both of his hands wrapping around your forearms, effectively trapping you.

“Are you mad, or just simply stupid? Did you think I wouldn’t know if you took an attempt on your life?” he seethed, his face mere inches from your own.

His silver eyes had turned into molten metal with the heat of his anger, and you couldn’t do anything except stare back, your own wide in fear and disbelief.

“What?” you whispered.

“Do you take me as an idiot, is that it?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“I forbid you to kill yourself!”

The effect was immediate. Your eyes widened as the feeling washed over you, your anger morphing into horror at he can just simply bark a command that can alter you forever. It felt as if a cold chain wrapped around your insides and squeezed until it couldn’t anymore before the sensation faded away. Though, once it did, your anger returned tenfold.

“I wasn’t trying to kill myself, you fucking moron! Had I wanted a quick death, I would have slit my wrists before you even knew.”

Lucius’ hands were still wrapped around your wrists, holding them up and to his chest, and his face remained ever so close, his eyes staring intently into your own. You both breathed heavily, angrily staring into the eyes of the other. It wasn’t for another heartbeat that you realized that Lucius’ bare fingers were wrapped around the very scar that sent you to the edge of hysteria. You stiffened immediately before wrenching your arms from his grasp, twisting the one to where he wouldn’t be able to see the maimed side of it.

Now set apart from each other, Lucius regathered himself, holding himself tall amongst the destruction caused by the witch in front of him.

“Mimsy!” he shouted, and the House Elf appeared less than a breath later, looking up at her master in fear. Your eyes dropped down to the cowering creature, and your heart sank in guilt, realizing that your moment of coming unhinged caused this for her.

“Please see that this room is spotless, and see to it that this women doesn’t cause anymore messes,” he seethed, before turning on his heels, stalking out of your chambers.

[cissyenthusiast010155]

33 with Soft Country Narcissa? I saw kinda thinking like Y/N has really bad anxiety when she is excited or nervous about something. So she starts scratching her arms until the point they bleed and then moves to scratch the next thing. Something kinda like that if you can please? If you can then Thank You!

Absolutely. This request made my day so much! I love love love that you requested Country!Cissy 🥰🥹 Hope you Enjoy ♥️

Everybody Needs Somebody ~Country Cissy ~Narcissa Malfoy xFem Student!Reader

Mommy… Master List

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#33. “Don’t do that... Let me see you.”

Warnings: angst, self-harm, high anxiety, implied anxiety attack, age gap (all legal)

Enjoy (:

Those dreadful Deatheater meetings always sent a pit to your stomach and your mind into a frenzy.

You were at Malfoy Manor for the summer (Draco had insisted). But every time they had one of those damned meetings, you scurried upstairs, slamming the door to your room and collapsing on the floor, hyperventilating and tears running down your face.

This time it was so bad, you couldn’t keep your hands still, they were so shaky. And the next thing you knew, you were lightly scratching your arm in circular patterns. It felt slightly soothing, like a calming second in the chaos. But soon, the overwhelming feeling came back, so you scratched harder. Again and again this cycle repeated, until both of your arms were all scratched up and bloody. You began to panic again and reached for your available thighs. But just as you got to scratching those, a knock came from behind you.

Your eyes widened and your breath hitched. You quickly got up and scurried over to your bed, making sure to cover your arms with the covers. The person knocked again.

“Darlin’…? It’s me, Aunty Cissy (Mrs. Malfoy had insisted you call her ‘Cissy’)” her soft, southern voice spoke.

“Would it be alright’ if I come in…?”

“Yea sorry come in…!” You croaked, your voice rough from your crying.

Cissy entered the room, with her hips swaying a bit faster than usual and concern written all over her face. You were embarrassed and ashamed and you couldn’t meet her gaze. Everything immediately clicked for the blonde.

“Darlin’… Are you alright’…?” She gently asked, approaching the bed slowly.

You shook your head, trying to keep the tears from starting to fall again but failing. Instinctually, you went to rub the tears from your face, and that’s when she saw them. You immediately realized what you’d done and scurried your arms back under the covers.

“Don’t do that... Let me see you.” Cissy concerningly tutted, coming quickly over to the bed.

You gulped and pulled your arms out. Cissy’s eyes widened and she was quick to pull the rest of the cover away to also reveal your partially scratched up thighs.

“Oh Darlin’…”

Cissy looked at you with caring and distraught eyes. She then left to go into the bathroom and came back with some medical supplies.

“Let me clean you up…” she mumbled, like caring for you was her second nature.

You let the southern woman clean off your wounds and bandage them up until she was satisfied. Then she went to put the supplies away, coming soon back and standing by the bed.

“Scooch.”

You did as you were told, scooching over without another word. Cissy promptly joined you on your bed, opening her arms for you to fall into, which you did so instinctually. The two of you passed time with Cissy caressing you in her hold, while your breathing slowly evened out. Eventually Cissy broke the silence.

“I’m here if you wanna talk about it, sweet thing…” her sultry yet gentle tone reassured you.

You nodded and recognition of her words, and simply nuzzled even further into her frame. Cissy took your gesture and lovingly kissed your forehead.

“Get some rest, Darlin’. I’ll be here when you wake up…” She gently spoke, as you drifted off into a calm, undisturbed sleep.

~~~

Narcissa Malfoy nee. Black Masterlist

[sitp-recs]

Happy happy birthday darling @wolfpants! I’m so excited to be finally doing a reclist with my Wolf faves. I still remember the sense of awe I felt reading the magnificent Hollow (my very first Remus/Draco, so brilliant and poignant it got me immediately sold on the ship and also obsessed with that verse). Whether it’s Drarry or rare pair goodness, Wolf always delivers top notch cottagecore porn romance with gorgeous settings, captivating characters and a perfect mix of angst, fluff and smut, what else could we ask for? I’ve had so much fun selecting my own favorites for this list. The Drarry section might look small but that’s because I wanted to give a massive shoutout to Wolf’s delicious catalogue of rare pair shorts, which seems to be carefully crafted to meet my personal tastes (you’ll find that I got a soft spot for age gap and Ron thirst but I’ve tried to include a bit of everything and there are quite a few treats from Wolf’s stellar Kinkuary23 collection 🔥).

Dear Wolf, thank you for sharing so many great stories with us. We’re so lucky to have you on this fandom! It’s been amazing to follow your work as you evolve as a writer and explore my most beloved characters and tropes in your unique, creative, fun and self-indulgent way. I hope you’ve had a lovely day and ami excited to see what this new year brings you next! 🎉💜

🐺 Drarry:

Edges (E, 1.5k)

Draco explores the limits of Harry's edges. Harry lets him.

The Farther I Fall, I'm Beside You (E, 2.3k)

What happens when you accidentally kill your friend during a birthday prank gone wrong? You ask your Master of Death boyfriend for help, of course. Check out @getawayfox’s gorgeous art here.

The Holly and the Ivy (E, 4.6k)

This year at the Annual Ministry Yule Auction, Magpies Seeker Draco Malfoy's time is up for sale. When Harry places the winning bid, will their contracturally-binding weekend together heal old wounds, or worsen them?

Look For Me In The Sun (M, 9k)

Harry and Draco are on the run in America after a mysterious string of werewolf-like attacks in the Muggle community causes the Ministry to impose new and harsh anti-werewolf legislation. Giant trees, crashing waves, seedy motel rooms, and the long and winding coastal road awaits them, but will they ever be able to go back home?

Under Giant Mountains (E, 33k)

Harry doesn't know where he's going. Everyone else has their life paths figured out; he doesn't even know where his map is. Who'd have thought Draco Malfoy bathing in a Norwegian forest would be the guidepost Harry needed?

Pages of You (E, 101k)

Summer, 1980. Harry is floating between university and becoming a Real Certified Adult. He's not ready. He really isn't. In a desperate attempt to have the Best Last Summer ever, he takes a casual job at his godfather's bookshop in London, starts an illicit pen pal affair with a wordy posh boy that he's catching feelings for, all while dealing with the son of Sirius's business rival, one Draco Malfoy, insufferable know-it-all extraordinaire. Check out @homoaesthetics ‘s fabulous rec post for this fic here.

👖 Rare pairs:

The Classics (E, 1.1k) - Draco/Sirius

Sirius gets more than he bargained for when he heads to bed after a long day and night in Grimmauld Place.

Viridian (E, 1.7k) - Draco/Blaise, implies future Harry/Draco/Blaise

There’s just something about Draco. Blaise can’t quite put his finger on it, but it’s—an impulse. To poke, to prod, to pick his delicate wings off. To teach him some humility.

Love is a Verb (E, 1.7k) - Harry/Teddy

These days, Teddy loves and hates being alone with Harry. He craves it, and he dreads it, and he thinks Harry’s starting to notice. He wants him to notice.

Hymn to Apollo (E, 2k) - Teddy/Scorpius

It's the night of Harry and Draco's wedding, and Teddy learns Scorpius has an enormous crush on him.

Seat You Higher than the Stars (E, 2k) - Rarry

When Harry tells Ron he's ready to reveal their relationship to their friends, he lets out another confession: that he wants to be completely vulnerable in bed.

Yours & Mine (E, 2.3k) - Dron

Just another Sunday lunch at The Burrow. Featuring French dessert, fond Molly Weasley, flirty Drarry, and Ron's incredulousness.

Like A Brother Would (E, 5k) - Rarry

Ron wants to tell him, again, that he’s not focused, that he’s not planning this whole thing through properly, that he keeps missing things. That they need more structure, that he wouldn’t have lost his temper like he had if only they had the safety of a strategy.

A Bigger Splash (E, 7k) - Dralbus

It's his dad's 45th birthday in rural Sicily, and all Albus wants is to be seen by Draco Malfoy.

The Hollow (E, 12k) - Remus/Draco

They both drink, and Remus wonders how much longer he can stay here. His eyes are already moving around slowly, looking for an escape. Anything to get away from the eerily familiar slope of Draco’s cheekbones, from the richness of the voice that sounds so much like the ghost inside his own head.

Trillium (E, 13k) - Dronarry

Harry and Draco are shagging. Ron’s got a hunch, and the only way to find out is to volunteer his services alongside Harry’s in the Big Malfoy Manor Cleanup of 2010. What could possibly go wrong?

Precious Metal (E, 28k) - Dronarry

Precious metal awaits in an abandoned, cursed cottage on the Isle of Jura. Ron’s illegal hunting ring is on it, but disaster strikes when he runs into a jumpy and suspicious Draco Malfoy, camped out where the treasure is hidden. What happens when they accidentally unleash a bond curse when both of them harbour feelings for the same man?

Tiny Home (E, 30k) - Dronarry

Harry and Ron left the Aurors years ago to travel the world and make up for lost time. When they finally decide to settle roots back in England, together, building a tiny home in the Lake District by hand seems like the perfect plan. What they don't realise is that Draco Malfoy already lives on the plot of land that they choose to build on. Check out @slytherco’s scorching art for this fic here.

[readreactrant]

Hello.... If you don't mind me asking, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (can be canon or non-canon)? Feel free if you want to write the reasons or not of why you love them...Thanks if you want to answer....

Thanks for the ask and damn I'm always so excited when it comes to these so ofc I don't mind, also warning I'm about to kinda go off. It's a pretty long list so I'll only talk about the ones that left the biggest impression on me.

Warning for mentions of twincest, incest and age gaps.

Starting off with the ship that indoctrinated me into the bl life style *drumroll*

Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter (aka Drarry); enemies/rivals to lovers, blond x ravenette, they basically set the precedent for every ship I pick up like a stray cat these days.

Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku (Bakudeku): Enemies to lovers, plus constantly on each other's mind as a motivation in one way or the other. I love them so much.

Mikage Reo/Nagi Seishiro (NagiReo): one of my current hyperfixations, mainly cuz they're one of the few ships I have that wasn't introduced as rivals from the start as well as being extremely close canonically. They click so well despite their miscommunication (more like no communication but I'll probably get to that another day).

Gojo Saturou/Itadori Yuuji (GoYuu): Most of my blog will you a clue already lol.

Sukuna/Itadori Yuuji (SukuIta): Number one toxic ship rn, but would you believe I prefer their siblings falling in forbidden love trope?

Mikaela Hyakuya/Yuuichiro Hyakuya (MikaYuu): Found family lovers that will give anything for each other? Sign me up.

Tyki Milk/Allen Walker: I walked into the D.gray man fandom late and I will never not regret it, I need more people that at least know who they are (〒﹏〒)

Eren Jeager/Armin Arlet & Eren Jaeger/Levi Ackerman (Eremin & Ereri): Getting these two out of the way at the same time cuz while I think Eren is undeniably his best self a lot with Armin, I love the thought of Levi being there as his inspiration.

Itoshi Rin/Itoshi Sae: Their beef is adorable but they need to fuck.

Roy Mustang/Edward Elric: I love their banter and they've both been through way too much together.

Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent (Superbat): one is batman the other is superman...Need I say more?

Dick Grayson/Tim Drake: I watched Titans and they had me.

Luka/Adrian (Lukachat): I stopped watch Miraculous at like S3 but these two are the only salvageable treasure from that mess to me.

Sherlock Holmes/William James Moriarty (Sherliam): From Moriarty the Patriot not any other adaptations please. There was that one movie tho. I love how they're constantly teasing and trying to outsmart each other like yeah babes, burn that city down to get his attention.

Kageyama Tobio/Hinata Shoyo (Kagehina): I haven't finished Haikyuu S2, spare me.

Kagami Taiga/Kuroko Tetsuya: what's with sports anime and K names, that aside, I don't know but their separation leaves me in tears everytime.

Yukio Okumura/Rin Okumura: Rin cares so much, Yukio stop being a yandere you closeted brocon! I know you!!!

Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji: I have a thing for broody possessive tops and oblivious bottoms and they were my awakening.

Hideyoshi Nagachika/Ken Kaneki (Hidekane): Receiving Tokyo ghoul spoilers of how things ended kept from finishing the show or starting the manga, what even is the point .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.

Draken/Mikey/Takemichi & Draken/Mikey: DraMiTake is something I'd consume if I find it cuz I read this one precious fic I will forever cherise but DraMikey has way too much angst potential on its own. Tugs my heart to know Draken keeps Mikey grounded.

Baji Keisuke/Chifuyu Matsuno: Kazutora I will never fucking forgive you.

Hanma shuji/Kisaki Tetta: psychotic boyfriends, we love to see it (✿ ♡‿♡)

Reinhard Van Astrea/Natsuki Subaru: They are literally my banner plus he's one of the few people that doesn't give Subaru a hard time (I only watched S1)

Sebastian Michaelis/Ciel Phantomhive: Butler x master, what else do I need to add. I do absolutely adore the thought of Sebastian being cheeky when putting his young master in his place. I also love soft Sebastian, go figure.

Carnegie/Jonathan Sterling: No one remembers Darkside so I won't even dive into it. These two are the reason I'm trying to finish the series right now, book girlies, read Darkside by Tom Becker and come find me please ಥ‿ಥ

Dante/Vergil: It just makes sense ngl.

If you made it this far...why did you lollll, but honestly thanks for reading, talking about ships is one of my things and be free to ask again if you want me to expand upon or analyze any of these, that or if you just want recs. I'm down for anything.

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Post-Mortem

Post-Mortem https://ift.tt/D8ESzPB by peaxhgray “What if this is all we are?” Harry asked her once, weeks before they set off to meet on the battlefield. Weeks before the beginning of the end. He stood with his back to her, standing against the doorframe, his body hunched and his arms crossed defensively over his chest. In moments like these, Hermione thought, he looked much younger, insecure, small, trying to keep his voice firm like a child pretending to be an adult. “What if we’re destined to be the end of the Evans dynasty?” Love is the most violent act. Words: 9110, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Additional Tags: alternative universe - fairy tale au, Unreliable Narrator, Morally Grey Characters, Hermione as Harry’s Step-Sister, Alternative Universe - Royalty, Angst, Death, Brother-Sister Relationships, no beta we die like everyone, Family Drama, Trauma, Blood and Injury, Open Ending, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Knight Draco Malfoy, King Harry Potter, Princess Hermione Granger, Prince Harry Potter, age gap, Blood and Violence, severus snape is his own warning, Protective Draco Malfoy, Morally Grey Draco Malfoy, Hurt Hermione Granger, Angry Hermione Granger, Harry Potter is trying his best, Dark Hermione Granger, But we love her, And We Support Her Mistakes, Hermione Granger is a Little Shit, Fun Fact This Story is Inspired By a Frozen Fanfiction I Wrote in 2019, It Also Inspired By Game Of Thrones, Non-Linear Narrative via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/gUZzDtJ November 01, 2024 at 02:24AM

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Professor Malfoy

Pairing: draco Malfoy x reader x Scorpius Malfoy series

Summary: It's a brand new year at Hogwarts. You and other children are just beginning their 7th year but you never planned to fall in love with your professor who is also your boyfriend's dad and parents best friend…

Word count: 349

Warning: age gap, cheating, future smut, future angst and fluff, shitty boyfriend Scorpius, hurt comfort relationship between draco and reader, mentions of divorced parents and lovers, teacher x student

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The door slammed shut, your boyfriend walked out mumbling something. You couldn't understand but you could hear a faint voice from the other side. "He's such an ass." Your boyfriend said aloud. You opened your mouth to speak but a deep voice responded. "Yeah and this ass is also funding all those parties you throw!" The man yelled. "What's wrong score?" You asked resting your head on the back of Scorpius's robes, wrapping your arms around his waist.

He exhaled a breath letting his body relax in your touch. "My dad, he's threatening to send me with my mom if I don't get my act together." He says running his cold fingers across your skin, your eyes widen as you pull back walking in front of him. "Fuck score then you have to get your shit together I mean- can I talk to him, maybe I could–" "no, you know how I feel about you meeting my dad" he says shaking his head. "But we have to try or– "I SAID NO! JUST LET IT GO!"

Scorpius says and you jump startled from the outburst as he walks away. You stand for a moment taking a deep breath before heading to your dorm. Class would be starting soon. You got back to your room, brushing through your curls deciding to put it in two pigtails with your enchanted butterflies.

You pick them up doing a spell to have them fly around your hair once you're done you stand getting dressed for class. You grab your skirt and a plain white button up and of course your green tie. You tied the loop and grabbed your bag. You really didn't like being late so you decided you'd go earlier like the years before.

The green butterflies stayed adoring your hair as you trailed the hall to your first class: potions. When you arrive the door is open slightly so you take it upon yourself to enter seeing a head of blonde locks that are very similar to your boyfriend's. Then you realize…

your professor is draco Malfoy, your boyfriend's dad.

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all of me | part 2

SERIES SYNOPSIS: A muggle born witch soldiering for the Light finds herself captured by death eater Lucius Malfoy. Spellbinding her from her own magic, he is given the task to go through her memories to see if she knows anything about the last of the Order of the Phoenix. While sifting through her mind, Lucius discovers secrets pertaining to the past she and his son Draco share that could jeopardize his safety. As they are forced to spend more time together, the witch starts to see through the cracks of Lucius' facade as a dark wizard, and Lucius finds himself enraptured by the beauty of her gentle, bleeding heart.

WARNINGS: 18+, angst, swearing, non-con, sa, age gap, essentially mature themes. inspired by manacled, please read with discretion.

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

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It took some time to finally calm down, but once you did, you felt as if you had been steam rolled, which, considering how Voldemort broke through your Occlumency shield rather violently, it would be safe to say that you had been steam rolled.

It's freezing in the cellar, which would make sense for the purpose of storing things such as wine, but for yourself, you were unbearably cold. You tucked your arms in between your chest and knees, trying to abate the cold as much as you could, but you continued to shiver vehemently. Your body physically ached below from how rough Lucius was. Just the mere thought of what he did to you was enough to bring you to tears.

He raped you. The faster you came to terms with what happened the faster that you could move past it.

But there wouldn’t be any moving past it, would there? Lucius said that the spell required charging via the caster’s orgasm on the cursed, which meant that he would continue to brutalize you until there was nothing left.

It could have been worse. He could have done whatever he wanted, completely ruined you inside and out, and yet, he sought only to simply chase his own release before sending you away. There was nothing extra about it. It was almost . . . clinical.

You shook your head. It didn’t matter; rape was rape, no matter what the rest of the actions were. He could command you to do whatever he desired through the curse, and you were powerless to stop it.

Then there was Draco. The thought of what that poor boy had been through made your heart ache. You couldn’t help but remember the once bright eyed and rather happy student he was at Hogwarts. Although he never told you outright, you knew he enjoyed your class. He always looked forward to studying the stars. You had the pleasure of actually getting to know your student during his fifth year and your first year teaching. He was a smart child, and eager to learn, even though he put up a front around his friends to make it seem like learning from a Muggle-born was beneath him

And then there was the attack at the Ministry. Lucius was captured and locked away into Azkaban, and when Draco came back to school for sixth year, your heart ached at how much he had changed over the summer. You could only guess what happened in retribution for his father’s failure. That year, the boy that you once knew was wiped away and replaced with someone you didn’t recognize.

The sudden crack of someone Apparating just feet in front of you had you nearly jumping out of your skin, sending your heart rate skyrocketing again. You held your breath as you stared into the dark where the person was. It had to be Lucius finally ready to start sorting through your mind. You had no clue how long it had been since your encounter in the study, but it didn’t matter as your body began shaking with fear instead of the cold.

A soft glow grew from a lantern in his hold, becoming stronger until it illuminated the area around the both of you, revealing the man that had you at his mercy. Lucius stared down at your form on the ground, his mask of indifference still in place. You stared at him, looking for even a hint of emotion on his face, but there’s absolutely nothing. Without the presence of his master, you expected him to be more open with his hate of your blood status, and the ability to now do what he liked to you, but you assumed that most of the day had passed, and he was just now coming to the cellar.

He changed out of his Death Eater robes into a typical style of his: A three-piece suit with a long coat, and cane at his other side. His hair was now tied back with a thin dark cord, most likely leather. A thought flashed through your mind that under different circumstances, he could be described as handsome, but the thought vanished as soon as it manifested.

He set the lantern down next to his shoes, the metal creaking as it met the concrete. With his free hand, he removed his wand from his cane, setting the longer piece against a column. Your hands began to sweat. He’s a strong wizard, and one that was easily able to disarm and detain you in Germany. You could only expect his Legilimency to be the same.

As he took a step forward, you snapped your eyes shut. If he was going to rifle through your memories, you weren’t going to make it easy for him.

“I don’t know anything,” you whispered, pleading.

“That is for me to decide, witch,” he answered, taking a breath. “Legilimens.”

A feeling not unlike being struck by lightning had you screaming as Lucius’ magic slammed against your shielded mind. Your hands flew to your head in a desperate attempt to alleviate the pain, your body curling in on itself to protect it. He may not have mastered wandless Legilimency, but the pain he caused is akin to the Dark Lord’s.

The immobilizing torture ceased for a moment, and you gasped in relief. You felt boneless as your body collapsed to the ground, resting your heated and sweat-slickened face on the cold and damp cellar ground. Heaving breaths left and entered your body in quick succession to try and resupply it with the oxygen that it was deprived of for the eternity that Lucius attempted to break your mind.

“I know my lord said that your Occlumency was strong, but I didn’t comprehend it would be at this level,” he whispered next to your ear. You didn’t recall when he got closer. “You’ll be fun to break. Legilimens!” he cast again, and you cried out once more, tears leaking through your clenched eyes.

Your muscles locked up with the amount of stress your body was in, and you thought at this rate, you might just go into cardiac arrest. You couldn’t continue to strong arm him away from you mind; you would go insane. Maybe . . . maybe you could give him something that was just enough to make it stop.

Conjuring whatever strength you had left, you forced your eyes open to meet steel grey, letting him in.

—

One of your favorite parts about living in the wizarding world was that fashion for normal, everyday wear felt like dressing up after living in the Muggle world. You could wear whatever you wanted, and you still looked the same from the rest. It was especially fun now as a professor. You were able to transform from the young and wild days of your youth to a woman that was respected and mature.

For classes that day, you donned a black turtleneck sweater, and a long and high waisted plaid skirt that went to your mid calves. To preserve some modesty, you hid the showing skin at the bottom with a pair of opaque black tights and decided to soften the seam between the skirt and sweater by wearing an embroidered green Edwardian dip waist belt. To complete the outfit, you chose your pair of black heeled lace up dragon hide boots. Your hair was pulled back into a bun at the nape of your neck to maintain an air of professionalism, along with a set of pearl earrings.

What was even more exciting, was that you were teaching your favorite class. You excelled in this class as it was the only other class to be relevant in the Muggle world as well, and you could talk about it with others. You loved the stars and the constellations and didn’t think they would ever fail to fascinate you. So, when Professor Dumbledore sent an owl asking you to take over Astronomy, not only was it a perfect way to bring you into the fold to assist Harry, you were able to also teach something you loved.

Students started to filter into the tower, taking their seats around the massive telescope. This class was mainly comprised of fifth year Slytherins with a few Ravenclaws that kept to the front left of the class, and of those Slytherins, Draco Malfoy sat towards the middle right, surrounded by his friends and admirers. While the boy usually had an air of smugness about him most days, it seemed that began to fade as the class became harder. His grade was slipping, and it had translated to his mood, turning it sour.

Once most of the students were in their seats, you began class.

“Good evening, students. As you all know, today is your midterm for the semester,” you paused, taking a quick glance around the classroom as you began to pace, your heels thudding against the stone roof of the Astronomy Tower. “Please take out your quills and clear your surroundings of anything else.”

Most of your students took the exam with ease, finishing with plenty of time to spare. The Ravenclaws were the first to leave, then steadily, the Slytherins turned in their exams, leaving to spend the rest of their night doing whatever they wished. The room emptied slowly until Draco was the last, staring at the parchment with a hatred so strong you half expected it to burst into flames. He sporadically filled in answers, flipping pages with no rhyme or reason.

After some time, you took a glance at your watch, shoulders drooping when it read past the end of the examination period. Slowly, you approached where Draco was seated before sitting in an empty desk and crossing your legs, resting your arms on the edge of his own. You waited a few seconds, hoping he would take the hint, but he was determined to either ignore you, or finish the test; both were possible.

“Draco, darling, your time is up. I need you to put your quill down,” you almost whispered, watching him with somber eyes.

You knew that the young man prided himself in his schoolwork, so much so that he went head-to-head with Hermione in terms of grades. So, for him to not finish an exam must be devastating for him, a feeling you were all too familiar with.

He pointedly ignored you, focusing on his exam until you rested a hand on his wrist, making him freeze. He stared at your hand in utter shock before he dropped his quill and shoved his exam to you, throwing his satchel closed before standing up. You grasped his paper and followed his movements, standing up with him.

“Draco,” you started as he began to walk to the staircase, freezing him in his place. You sighed, racking your mind for the right words to navigate this rather delicate situation. “Can you face me, please?”

Reluctantly, he turned around, his silver eyes down cast, refusing to meet your own. You waited to see if he would finally break, but he didn’t.

“I understand that you do not see me as someone worthy of teaching here at Hogwarts, but nevertheless, you are still my student. I want nothing more than to see you succeed, regardless of your feelings about me. I am here for you to use and ask questions to.”

Silver eyes slowly came up to meet your own, your face soft. You truly did want to see him do well. Seeing your students succeed in your class was important to you. You weren’t here to be another Umbridge or Snape; you wanted your students to enjoy their time in your class, while at the same time learning something, just as you did in Sinistra’s.

“My door is always open for questions or conversations, Draco. It’s just up to you to utilize it.” With a soft smile, you took a glance at his exam. “If you come by sometime this week, maybe we can clear up some confusion about what you learned, yeah?”

“We’ll see, Professor,” he answered, but it was good enough for you.

“Have a lovely night, Mr. Malfoy. I look forward to our time together.”

An odd look suddenly flashed across Draco’s face before he became closed off once more, whipping around and booking it down the staircase. A deep sigh left you, releasing the tension the built up during the conversation before nodding, pleased with how you handled it. Maybe, just maybe, things would take a turn for the better with the Malfoy heir.

—

Lucius was surprisingly gentle as he left your exhausted mind, pulling only a soft groan from you as he did so. The ghost of a smile twitched at the corner of your lips as you remembered your first real conversation with Draco. You didn’t know then how much you would enjoy his company throughout the rest of the year, and if you could go back, knowing what she knew, you’d do it again in a heartbeat.

You were still on your side in the cellar, your body growing cold as your sweat cooled on your skin. You didn’t know how long he had been in your mind, but you didn’t care. The memory evidently appeased him as he stopped at the end of it, saving you from the torment of blocking his magic.

Your eyes slipped closed, completely exhausted, but you fought it, terrified of what would happen in your unconsciousness. They peel open, locking in on Lucius, refusing to shut them. His head tilted slightly as he studied the witch, his eyebrows pinched in confusion. Wand still in hand, he approached you. You pushed herself up, hair falling in front of your eyes as you stared wide-eyed at him, refusing to even blink. You looked wild, you knew it, but the sight in front of the dark wizard didn’t faze him as he drew nearer. With a final step, he stopped just two feet in front of you before dropping into a crouch, resting his forearms on his knees, wrists dangling between them.

He whispered, “why did you care?”

“Care about what?” you asked, exasperated.

“Don’t play coy with me, witch,” he warned, bringing his wand to drag the end of it down the side of your face.

Anger festered within your chest, turning your face red and making your face curl.

“Why do you care? Is it really so astonishing that a Muggle-born is capable of caring for a pure-blood who hates her for something she has no control over? It’s called being kind, Lucius. It might do you some good to practice that quality.”

For a moment, Lucius was shocked at your outburst, the words grappling at a deep part of him before he brushed it away, instead allowing a mocking smile to warp his face, chuckling.

“And that, my dear, is exactly why you ended up here. Helping those Mudbloods in Belfast gave you away. Being kind,” he sneered, “is a weakness, and weakness makes you a target.”

“Is that why Narcissa is dead? Because she was kind?”

In an instant, white-hot pain radiated through your now bruised cheek, snapping your head to the side, and forcing a yelp from you. There’s blood in your mouth, and you were sure that you bit her tongue. Eyes wide in shock, you slowly raised a shaking hand to your cheek, fingertips ghosting over heated skin. Tears quickly welled up.

“Mimsy!” he yelled, shooting up, his face twisted in barely concealed anger.

A house elf exceedingly similar to Dobby stood in between Lucius and yourself, looking up to her master as she awaited his orders.

“Yes, Master?”

“Take her to the last suite in the Guest Wing. Clean her up and dress her before delivering her dinner.”

“And what would Master have her wear?”

Interestingly, Lucius paused at the question, frowning slightly before recollecting himself, his eyes clear once again.

“Something . . . accessible,” he answered, his eyes wandering over you.

Your face hardened, and in another bout of anger, you spat at his feet before meeting his gaze. He took one look at you before walking up the stone stairs, leaving you with the house elf. Timidly, the elf turned to look at you on the ground.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, miss,” is all she said before taking your loose hand and Apparating you out of the cellar.