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[makeitp1nk]

Gosh this fic. I haven’t had a story simmer within me like this since Rebel, Rebel. I think you’ll be able to tell. Hope you like it and that you fall in love with @asterpixxies’s art just like I did 🩷

As always, thanks to our magnificent mods, @drarry-mini-bang. I’m not sure this fic would have happened without them!

Title: On the Radio

Content/warnings: POV Multiple, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, personality altering potions/drugs, Trauma, Healing from Trauma, parents keeping secrets, parents making difficult decisions, coming of age angst, Happy Ending, time skip (only at the end), Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Minor Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Minor Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas, Pining, falling in love , Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, directionless Harry Potter, taking sleeping pills without reading the label (one instance), Gay Disaster Harry Potter, Harry Potter's big gay awakening, excessive drinking (one instance), Hand Jobs, frotting

Summary: By the time their son turned six, two things became evident to Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy: their son was a Seer, and his sweet, docile nature would never make for an appropriate Malfoy Heir. With a war on the horizon, they made a terrible, irrevocable choice.

Thirteen years later, the war was over, and Hogwarts was just rebuilt enough to welcome students back to its halls. For the would-be recent graduates, an additional (forced) eighth year was enacted to round out their education. On day one of year eight, Harry Potter noticed a certain Slytherin missing from the usual crowd and deducted Malfoy must be up to something. Never one to shy from a quest, Harry went after the missing Slytherin, completely unprepared for what he would find.

Draco Malfoy was sure he’d never see Harry Potter again, even though he Saw Harry Potter in his impossible dreams. He mostly thought his mind was cruel for focusing on his past obsession with a boy from a world that hates him. Until one day, his impossible vision-dreams came true.

Link to fic on AO3: HERE

Length: 20k

[p1nkcanoe]

thinking about swiss getting in trouble for all the times he didn’t play his guitar on tour, all the times he didn’t stay on his platform like he should’ve, all of the times he went off and distracted his packmates during songs simply because he couldn’t control himself, and in turn being ordered to go to the practice room one afternoon and play. just play. prove he can work like the loyal ghoul he was summoned to be. so he does. and he's not happy about it, but he does.

but I’m also thinking about the others catching wind of his punishment and perhaps making it their mission to let him know just how distracting he can be.

swiss is trying so hard to practice. he wants to finish the set and go back to the den, pester cirrus while she reads or go search out whatever odd task mountain is busied with, but no matter how far he gets into a song he can’t help but notice his packmates in the corner of his eye as they sneak into the practice room with him. they come one by one and leave before the next enters, playing coy as they pretend to poke at their own instruments or adjust a sparkling tab. the first one catches him off guard—he’s about to be through the bridge in rats when long fingers wrap around his tummy from behind. they poke and prod at the soft flesh below his shirt, grabbing and kneading it in their palms before dragging upwards to grope at his chest, and he's about to stop playing when rain hooks his chin over the top of his shoulder and tells him to "keep going." then only a minute or two later he's finished with the song and rain is slinking out of the practice room before he can ask him what he could have wanted with him.

then he's cruising through absolution when aurora enters with cumulus trailing behind her. they come bounding in a pair to the front of the room, twirling and dancing with their fingers intertwined as swiss plays, and he can't help but smile as cumulus hooks an arm around her waist and dips her nearly to the floorboards, pulls her back up onto her feet and twirls her in a circle. aurora lets go of her hand. only to drop to her knees in front of the busy multi ghoul and wrap her tiny hands firmly around the backs of his thighs. he startles when she grabs his ass but doesn't stop playing. never misses a beat (or at least any that they notice). cumulus dances and twirls around the pair of them, acting oblivious to aurora as she puts on a show of humping the air and pulling at his thighs in manners that are comically obscene. swiss wants to laugh, he really does, but he also really needs to get through with the set first... before his papa comes back to check on his progress... again.

the girls dance and laugh. cumulus shimmies against his right shoulder and aurora pulls on his leg so insistently that swiss contemplates knocking her in the forehead with the body of his guitar. but then just like rain had, the two of them are gone by the time he finishes the last note of the song- the door shut behind them.

more ghouls pay him visits as he progresses. mountain shows up during year zero just to obnoxiously pluck at the strings of his instrument, phantom slinks in simply to pester him, and even cirrus makes a show during mary on a cross of wriggling around on the floor like a worm in the dirt.

he's about to be done with it all (thank the gods below) when the last ghoul saunters in. he's jamming through square hammer when dew sidles up to him, and there's no games, no teasing to his distraction. swiss gasps over the chorus, choking on his saliva suddenly, when dew presses his hard-on into his ass and snakes an arm between their bodies and between swiss' legs. he grabs him by his cock firmly and with his entire hand, squeezes and gropes at his soft length like he's trying to claw at it through the fabric. swiss hears the ugly noise that screams from his instrument before he realizes that his fingers have stopped working-- his entire brain has stopped working-- and dew is unrelenting. swiss feels his knees buckle when dew awkwardly reaches around his front with his free hand to grapple at his balls. and now, with his entire package in his hands, he can't possibly finish the last song.

"what the hell, dew?" he says, exasperated, and tries to get out of his grasp. but dew is stronger than he looks. he just grips him harder until swiss is sucking air between his teeth at the pleasurable pressure (and hardening up under his palms) and begins the exaggerated gesture of pretending to jack him off beneath his guitar.

finally, when swiss manages to break free from him, does dew speak.

"you fucked up the song, asshole."

swiss can only gawk as he releases him and leaves the practice room without looking back.

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message recieved. loud and clear:

don't fuck with your packmates while they're working.

[p1nk-pallas]

no like I just wrote down NOTES for one of my characters' deaths and already I'm here listening to Exit Music (For a Film) by Radiohead and too distraught to continue writing notes

[dewedup]

NOT WHAT GUITARS ARE USED FOR 👀

hehehehe 😈

does everyone remember this gem of a post?? ((thank u @hypnoneghoul and @kkaisarion)) because @jimothybarnes and i RAN with the fucking idea, dropped everything we were doing, and created a beautiful love child that will eventually see the light of day

but until that glorious day arrives, please accept this humble snippet to nibble on

Later that night the show is electric.

Despite his tired body, Dew’s never felt more alive. He spends most of the time staring at Rain, perking up whenever the black bass is in his hands. He gets a sick sort of satisfaction while Rain fingers the instrument, unbeknownst to him the surprise inside. There’s too much going on. The sweat of the crowd, band and stage crew mingling and filling his nostrils, but he swears underneath the plethora of scents he can still smell himself, pressed right up to his favourite part of Rain’s body. 

It's exhilarating, he’s feeding off the high. He even finds himself snarling at fans, burning holes into them with his eyes if they get too close to Rain.

Can’t they see he’s marked his territory? 

He watches Phantom interacting with the crowd, reaching out mockingly towards the front row, when some brave soul launches themselves into the air, fingers wrapping around Phantom’s outstretched hand and yanking him towards the ground. He stalks over, eye flashing dangerously at the pit, while mindlessly playing his chords until he can take a second to give Phantom a hand up from where he’s on his knees, whimpering so softly Dew can barely hear it over the music.  

Dew inhales sharply, catching the scent of blood from the scrape on Phantom’s palm from where he hit the ground, growling over the fact that he can’t smell himself on the young ghoul. He brushes close, rubbing his body against Phantom, trying to discreetly scent him, but it’s not enough. 

He knows what he must do. 

[keeps-ache]

mooooah than you could evah knowww all i want for chirstmaaahhessss, ieeeyissss youuuu0oou0oouo0ouyeaaaaAaa

[ghuleh-recs]

Swisstom fic recs PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

YES. Love love love these two. This was a fun one to put together! I'm slowly but surely catching up on my asks now that I have my life and will to live back (I don't know why being a bridesmaid always turns into a full-time job for me). Thank you for your patience ♡

recs under the cut.

Kinktober Day 2 - Quintosis - @askingforthesun

"Aeon's First Unsupervised Mindfuck" Swiss twisted around just enough to plant a casual, comforting kiss on Aeon’s jaw. “What are you even so afraid of?”  Aeon scowled. “Breaking your mind beyond all recognition or repair?”

kinktober - day twenty - @iamthecomet

1k about why ghouls should not be allowed in bars. AKA: Swiss and Aeon share a perfectly innocent dance in a very crowded bar.

untitled - @ghoul-slime

“Don’t you dare take that uniform off of him, Swiss,” Aether chides. “We just got him all laced up and put together and he still needs to get fitted for adjustments.” Swiss holds his hands up in mock surrender. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Aeth,” Swiss reassures him. “Just helping our boy kill some time while he waits.” “Uh huh,” Aether answers, sounding unconvinced. He shoots Phantom a warning look. “And please, for the love of Satan, don’t get it dirty.”

untitled - @crimsonclergy

852 word of unedited (stoned) hand stuff what if bug accidentally got a lil bold? what if swiss’ hands had looked so beautiful rolling a joint, so skilled as he set it between his lips and flicked the lighter to life behind a cupped a hand, that bug was asking before he even really understood what he was asking for.

pleader - @p1nkcanoe

a risky little hump in the library takes an unexpected turn when phantom begs for swiss' knot. *and this one too if you enjoy how p1nk writes them (spoiler alert: you will).

Green is the Warmest Color - @miasmaghoul

“You’re staring,” Swiss lilts, eyes crinkling as he brings the smoldering end of their joint to his lips. Aeon's sure he's right, but in fairness, how couldn’t he? Swiss is a vision, sitting pretty in his lap in a wide straddle with a hand planted on Aeon’s stomach. The setting sun throws every inch of the other ghoul into such sharp relief; everything from the chips in his curved horns and the strong line of his jaw, to the breadth of his shoulders and the slight softness of his stomach. From the swollen, stiff peaks of the nipples Aeon had spent ages teasing once they’d finally fallen back into bed, to the flushed length of Swiss’ cock where it sits heavy against Aeon’s pale belly. Dribbling sticky fluid into his happy trail with the occasional languid rock of those incredible hips. "'Course I am," he replies, loose and relaxed, "you're real nice to look at."

Attention - @arcaneacolyte

Phantom likes attention. If anyone were to watch how he performs at Rituals, how he interacts with screaming fans, blowing kisses and moving his body in ways that make them scream all the louder, it’s obvious. He loves to be watched. So much so, that he’s jealous when other Ghouls get attention. He might argue until he’s purple in the face—or at least more than his unglamored skin already is—but Swiss knows, Swiss sees.

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[guardkeywolf]

I just got your um post are you still doing 141 x male y/n

If you are think you could do a 141 (with könig and alejandro if you want) react to male y/n being a demon kinda like from demon slayer but when they first find out male y/n kinda eats someone to protect themselves if not it is ok :3 sorry is this is a little long 😅

Demon!Male Reader + 141 feat. Alejandro + König

This was definitely a fun write and THANK GOD I already watched through Demon Slayer!

WARNING: Light Gore

Thank you for the request @p1nk-barry !

Please enjoy!

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While being a demon had its perks, Y/n definitely had a much harder time trying to hide it from his friends was much harder than he had expected, especially since he was able to walk around during the day.

Being around the 141 was both a blessing and a curse. Considering the only way Y/n managed to survive was from eating humans, he had to learn to keep his distance and keep his hunger in check at any given moment.

Not only that, but he had to rely on himself to hunt during missions at times. If he was lucky, and he was by himself, he would get a great meal from their enemies and manage to go on his day normally. But not everything always went as planned, and today was one of those days.

Their mission was to invade their enemies base of operations and get information. Along with this, Alejandro and König would be joining them for support. And as usual, Y/n told Price he wanted to work solo. Thankfully, the Captain didn't ask and just went with it nodding to him.

Soap went with Ghost, Gaz went with Price, and Alejandro paired up with König while Y/n was by himself.

Perfect.

The mission was mostly success, as Price and Gaz managed to collect a majority of papers, Ghost and Soap finding some themselves, along with König and Alejandro also grabbing some along the way too.

Y/n decided to use one of his Blood Demon Arts, Hindsight to see if anymore enemies were alive. There were two on the floor above him and five below him.

Deciding to take the two above, making quick work with his silenced pistol, he reported to Price about the remaining enemies before feeling it.

His hunger growled deeply inside him and he dropped to his knees.

Even after living for so long, Y/n still struggled with containing it.

He slammed his hand to the ground looking towards the two now dead guards before hearing familiar footsteps.

Heavy gunfire found Y/n's ears as saw the other four enter the room as well, Ghost laying coverfire before also slamming the doorsnd barricading it with some of the furniture within the room.

The rest of the team looked towards Y/n's bent over form, Price quickly making his way towards him and laying a hand on top of him.

"Y/n, you alright?" He asked, along with the others looking over in concern.

Y/n didn't respond before shoving Price away from him as if be was burned. His breathing became heavy as he tried to put as much space between the 141 and him.

"Y/n, somos nosotros. ¿Qué pasa contigo?" ("Y/n it's us. What's with you?") Alejandro said as he stalked towards him.

A deep growl came from Y/n, stopping the Colonel in his tracks, as he looked back up at 141, his sharp canines now on full display now along with his eyes glowing a crimson red.

"What the bloody hell..." Ghost whispered in shock as he looked at his teammate, slowly hesitating as he brought his gun up slowly.

"Capt'n... what the hell is going on with Y/n?" Gaz asked from beside Price as he watched his friend become something else. Something different...

Price didn't answer as Y/n stood up, letting his eyes scan over the man for any injuries but found none.

The others watched in suspense as Y/n swayed slightly, unaware of the mere effect they had on him.

"Price...you need to get out of here...now. Leave me..." Y/n struggled to get out.

"That is not an option Y/n. What the hell is-"

Price didn't finish his sentence as Y/n was no longer in front of him but now near the bodies staring at them, hungrily.

Price and the others looked back and forth from the body to Y/n.

"Y/n...he's dead, mate. I doubt he's coming back alive," Soap said nervously as he continued to watch Y/n stare at the dead man.

Y/n didn't respond as he dropped to his knees and reached out towards the man before stopping a few mere inches to look at the 141.

"I'd suggest you look away..." Y/n offered as he stared at them before turning back, "I'll explain everything later..."

The others wore a confused expression before hearing the sound of flesh ripping, taking them out of their trance to look back at the scene.

In front of them, Y/n, having already removed the man's clothing, began to feast on the dead guard.

The others stomach twisted as they watched Y/n rip the man with ease, piece by piece, stuffing each part of him into his mouth, not even looking the least bit concerned while doing so.

König had to force himself to turn away from the horrific view, nearly doubling over with a nauseous feeling overwhelming him as he could do nothing but lift up his mask and relieve himself, coughing while doing so and particularly shaking afterwards.

Alejandro closed his eyes and turned away, fighting to keep most of the lovely lunch Rodolfo made him from spilling out and finding it's way to the floor.

The rest of the 141 couldn't tear themselves away from such an image as they could do nothing but observe...Y/n.

After a few minutes, Y/n finally finished, relieving the body more mangled than before, and so much blood...covering the floor.

"Captain, you and the others need to say here," Y/n said as he made his way towards the barricade door, gun now long forgotten as he began to remove the furniture.

"Y/N WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" Ghost said as he backed away from Y/n, gun trained on him now and a steady finger ready to take the shot.

Not that it would have matter to Y/n...compared to the blades Demon Slayers had owned... the bullet, he wouldn't even feel.

Y/n didn't bother answering him as he opened the door, sparing one last look at his team before closing it behind him.

The last thing the 141 heard were the screams of the dammed that were trapped on the other side of that door before utter silence.

Blood painted the hallway, and Y/n was gone...

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[abcwordsurge]

heyyy so while prepping for my ohio / michigan "the Game" fic, I've made a playlist that I might as well share, to get you all hyped. not gonna link the playlist, because my account is connected to my last name, but I'll tell you what's on it!

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"I'm Ready," AJR

good playlist starter, right? shockingly, this is the only AJR song here, even though I love them to bits

lyric of note: "I won't forget you, but I may forget your name" (because ohio doesn't say michigan's name? eh? eh?)

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"she likes sports," almost monday

mostly in this for the beat and, y'know, sports

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"Saturday," Twenty Øne Piløts

there are quite a few TØP songs on here (which is great ofc). personally I think ohio's a fan of TØP, because tyler joseph and josh dun are both from columbus, and I like TØP and I'm projecting

also of note: the Game is always on a saturday

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"Benny Goodman," Saint Motel

there's also a not insignificant number of saint motel songs here, because I find myself incapable of listening to a saint motel songs without thinking of michigan. no rationale for that association, just the vibes

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"Choke," IDKHBTFM

because I have to have a few songs on the enemies side of enemies to lovers (and also this is a banger)

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"Kill the Director," The Wombats

I'm going for a romcom with this story, so "if this is a romcom, kill the director" really does something for me. puts me in the mood to write I suppose

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"True Love," P1NK

it's so cliche to put this on an enemies to lovers playlist, but I couldn't help myself

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"We Don't Believe What's On TV," Twenty Øne Piløts

not 100% relevant to my story, but the lyric "I used to say I wanna die before I'm old, but because of you I might think twice" lives in my mind rent free

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"Van Horn," Saint Motel

this is the song that inspired me to write this story. not gonna give away too much, but you'll see once I start posting

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"Inarticulation," Rio Romeo

oooh I love Rio Romeo. the lyrics to this song are so fun. also I feel like the "I don't know what the words are but something in me cares about you" theme fits this pairing quite well

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"From the Start," Good Kid

this was actually written by Laufey, but the good kid version of it fits the vibe better

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"To My Enemies," Saint Motel

the ultimate ohiogan song in my opinion. I think of them every time. I've already written a fic with a title from this song, and I am endlessly tempted to write another. love this song

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"Tear in My Heart," Twenty Øne Piløts

I can't believe how long it's taken me to realize that this is, like THE ohiogan song. it's so them you guys. also, imo, an incredible playlist closer.

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now starts the countdown- 14 days till chapter 1!

(also, @xechoecho88x, what with your music-inspired ohio / michigan series, you might find this of interest)

[l0v-ly-c4t]

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I will NOT write anything involving incest or step-cest.

I will NOT write any disgusting kink, such as piss kink, blood kink, and those kinds

I will NOT write anything related to pregnancy, I simply can't it's not something I don't like. It is just that I am not comfortable writing it.

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I WILL write both character x character and character x reader

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I WILL try and write all of the requests, but I cannot promise anything

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I WILL write smut, angst, and fluffy stories, even mixed ones

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[labselkie]

based on some recent personal stuff i’ve been in a reasaally sticky art slump,, even for writing,

but i wanted to throw out these mini sketches cuz im not good at putting into words how much my friends mean to me!

@kate-bishops-waifu @scrunkalicious nd @h0t-p1nk-ch33tah-pr1nt (i’m sorry i don’t have a piece for u kat!!!)

you guys esp, and ALL my mutuals, i wanted to thank you guys for everything, even the simplest action of liking a post makes me realize that i do have a place on this app, even if im not pumping out content

that sorta thing is always hard for me to understand, it creeps back into my mind no matter what. it gets tough, but seeing you guys happy is what makes being on here worth it

[makeitp1nk]

Draco felt as if he were on the dais at work, right at the point when he’d put together just enough pieces for the disparate materials he’d started with to start looking like whatever he was meant to be building. The process of building something lovely had begun, despite the less-than-desirable materials. He’d seen what was to come and the foundation was coming together beautifully if the sleeping man in his arms was any indication. Against all odds, he was building a happy and rewarding life.

IKEA employee and Seer, Draco Malfoy

Directionless Hogwarts drop-out, Harry Potter

The happiest ending ✨

I pulled an all-nighter polishing this fic, this part specifically. I hope you like it.

On the Radio

E | 20k | Drarry | read the 🏷️ s

With gorg art by @asterpixxies!!

Also I’ve been a hot mess and forgot to thank my #1 superstar beta, @basicallyahedgehog. You’re the best bb ❤️

[p1nkcanoe]

the responsibilities of being a smut writer include typing, editing, thinking nasty thoughts, more editing, and acting out positions and scenes within the mortifying silence of your room to make sure they’re possible…

[p1nk-pallas]

oh this is so much more than the prompt that originally inspired it now

[voyagers-stone]

i like. actually have people who see my posts now so its time to do an introduction i suppose!

! my name is voyager, or p1nk (old user)

! im gay, trans, and aroace (no sexual attraction, cupioromantic / queerplatonic )

! my pronouns are he/him

! i like dead boy detectives, school bus graveyard, six of crows/shadow and bone, dead poets society, fantasy high, dimension 20, dungeons and dragons, baby driver, <4 gen marvel movies, chemistry, astronomy, and weird history

! i write both fanfic and original pieces, do digital and pencil sketch art, poetry, pottery, and collage making

! i like traveling though i dont do it often. i especially love big cities

! i speak english, french, and am learning mandarin chinese

! i listen to a lot of music! mostly indie rock, shoegaze punk, and loud 80s pop. ( spotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/5gly497u0fwcuer92xfs7y2vs?si=hv17aqlNTdKV5muZUG-U9w )

tags:

voyagers pebbles: thoughts or collected headcanons i have for characters

voyagers crystals: for fics, poetry, or other arts i do

voyagers shipyard: stuff im saving for later

[keeps-ache]

at some point i'll start recording while i draw. mostly cuz i want to see what i did to get to this point but it'd be neat... if i did it hvhsd

[corollaservant]

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