#clarawrites

[monaslefteyebrow]

anisoptera (and lesser known zygoptera)

How did I get here, Venetia wondered breathlessly when Oliver first kissed her and his fingers, his tongue, the foreshadowing taste of her metallic red end, pushed into her mouth.

[claralisette]

Clary Listens to Girl in Red

“Clary, Duck!”

Clary hit the floor as soon as her name left Izzy’s lips. She knew what was coming. A crack, and Izzy’s whip obliterated a demon that had been about to land on Clary from the rafters. Clary recovered, quickly, jumping to her feet and impaling the other demon in front of her. It screamed, a horrible sound, and disintegrated into a pool of ash.

It was suddenly quiet again, and Clary could hear the sounds of cars on the street behind them, and the sound of Izzy breathing slightly heavier after that encounter. Clary turned to look at Izzy, expecting her to be three feet away like she was a minute ago. So when she turned, they were nose to nose. Clary inhaled in surprise.

“Are you hurt?” Izzy asked, unbothered. She checked Clary over, while Clary silently stood there, internally trying not to panic whenever Izzy touched her, gently patting her arms, back, and waist. Oh, god, why now? She normally didn’t get like this when they were on a mission. Only when they were hanging out, just chilling, did she let herself, feel….

“Izzy?” Clary said, carefully making sure her feelings were kept out of her voice, “Maybe we should get going. There might be more.”

Izzy, apparently finished making sure New York’s newest Shadowhunter was in one piece, leaned back and flashed her trademark smile. Clary’s heart fluttered, but she was beyond used to that by now. Isabelle’s smile was adorable, sexy, and catching. Clary grinned back.

“We could take them even if there were more.” Izzy said, pulling her long dark hair out of the ponytail that held it.

“That’s true.” Clary said. She headed to the mouth of the alley they had been fighting in, and checked the street. Everything was normal. People had no idea that they could have been eaten by a Shax demon. However, with this street being lined with pubs, and full of drunk party girls and guys, no one really would have noticed anyway.  Clary sheathed her twin daggers. She was relieved they hadn’t been seen; they weren’t even glamoured to be invisible right now. The demons had been following them, and caught them almost by surprise. Almost.

“Hey, Clary, let’s go in there.” Izzy said, pointing at a newer bar.

“Izzy, we’re on duty,” Clary said, shaking her head. Izzy laughed.

“We were on duty, but…” Izzy pointed to a church clock tower in the distance. 2am. Their shift was over. “Come on, it’ll be fun!” Izzy said, dragging Clary out of the shadows and onto the street. Clary smiled. She let Izzy lead her towards the club. There was a line, but Izzy walked right past it. Clary reached up and pulled her red hair out of it’s ponytail, letting it fall down in messy waves. Being a shadowhunter had its perks, and being with Izzy meant that they could flirt their way into any place they wanted.

Out of the corner of her eye, Clary noted the gazes of boys, looking at the two girls. Clary knew what they saw. Two hot girls dressed all in black… and considering she was wearing Izzy’s clothes again (at Izzy’s insistence), they were dressed not only for hunting demons, but also for clubbing.

Izzy barely smiled at the bouncer and he let them in immediately. She smirked at Clary, and Clary knew what she was thinking. That humans were so stupid. Clary had lived as a normal girl, too, until a few years ago, when she turned Eighteen, and her father had tried to take over the world.

They headed straight to the bar. Clary let Izzy order, while she scanned the room. She barely had to concentrate to peel away any glamours that were there. A few vampires were hanging out in the corner. Two werewolves flirting with girls. No one else from the Shadow world. No demons.

“Here.” Izzy thrust a drink into her hand, and Clary rolled her eyes. She drank it, though, and the shots Izzy ordered after that. Why not, right? She didn’t have to be up early tomorrow, and she liked spending time with Izzy…

“Let’s go dance!” Izzy grabbed Clary’s hand brown eyes sparkling as she led Clary to the dance floor, and Clary followed, her head much lighter feeling than when they had entered. Being with Izzy was so easy. She was so chill, so fun, and even though Clary didn’t really like clubbing that much, she liked dancing with Izzy. Or rather, swaying back and forth while watching Izzy dance.

Clary grinned at her best friend and parabatai. Then suddenly, Izzy was much closer, her face inches from Clary’s, hands on Clary’s waist in a way that was different from earlier. What was going on- And then she felt a presence behind her. Ah. Izzy Spun, so that Clary was away from whomever had just tried to touch her. There was a man, of course, but he seemed to be doubled over in pain. Izzy probably hit him. Nice.

His friends were looking though, confused. Clary looked back at Izzy, who smirked at her and leaned in. Wait a minute-

Izzy kissed her, her lips soft, and Clary was sure her brain checked out of the building. She wrapped her hands around Izzy’s torso, a soft sigh escaping her lips without her permission. One of Izzy’s hands tangled in her hair, and Clary pulled Izzy closer, her hand slipping down to grab Izzy’s ass.

It was at that point that Clary wondered if Izzy knew that Clary had feelings for her. Izzy wasn’t stupid, but Clary was sure that Izzy had no idea. If she had no idea before though, she would now, wouldn’t she? Oh. Shit. She would, wouldn’t she?

Izzy pulled away, only to lean in and whisper in Clary’s ear. “Is there anything you want to tell me, Fairchild?” She said.

“Uhh, maybe?” Clary said. Her brain still wasn’t really working properly. Izzy had kissed her, and It was everything she imagined. Izzy laughed softly, and pulled away. Clary thought that maybe she might be mad, until she saw Izzy’s face. She was smirking, but there was something else. Izzy nodded towards the door, and Clary nodded.

When they were outside, Clary took a deep breath. Her head was already feeling better. Izzy led the way back to the alley they had been fighting in earlier.

“Portal. My room. Now.” Izzy said, pointing at the graffitied alley wall. Clary took her stele out of her pocket and obeyed, drawing the portal rune on the wall. And entire section of the wall turned molten, shining and shimmering. Clary barely had time to think of the Izzy’s room before Izzy shoved her into the portal, hard.

Clary fell out of the portal, onto Izzy’s bed. Izzy was already there, the portal gone. Izzy swept over to the door and locked it. Clary sat up. Oh man, was Izzy mad at her? Izzy, however, didn’t look mad.

“Izzy, what-“ Clary said, as Izzy crossed the room back over to her and pressed her lips to Clary’s again. Clary couldn’t even make a noise of surprise, because Izzy had pushed her down and climbed on top of her in the same moment.

“Clary” Izzy moaned against her lips. Clary gasped. Izzy moved her face to Clary’s ear again. “Do you have a crush on me?” She asked, her hands undoing the buttons on the front of Clary’s dress, stroking her hair, her waist, her leg…

“Yes…” Clary said unable to concentrate. She knew Izzy’s dress had a zipper in the back- ah, there it was. She pushed the fabric aside, one hand staying on Izzy’s back, the other one exploring the rest of her body.

Izzy’s hands disappeared for a second, taking the top of her dress off. Clary realized that Izzy hadn’t been wearing a bra, again. She was always Jealous that Izzy’s boobs were small enough to get away with that. Clary pushed Izzy’s dress down farther.

Izzy undid Clary’s bra, immediately playing with Clary’s nipple. “Izzy,” Clary gasped, as Izzy kissed her neck. Clary wanted to touch her, but Izzy was in control, and she wasn’t going to let Clary touch her.

“You’re so freaking beautiful, Clary, oh my god,” Izzy said. “I like you so much-“ She buried her face in Clary’s chest, kissing her. Clary felt like she was on fire. She needed more.

“Izzy please,” Clary said.

“Mmmm” Was the only response she got, which was not good enough.  Time to put hat shadowhunter training to good use, then. With one swift movement, Clary wrapped her legs around Izzy and flipped them over, so that she was on top. She grabbed Izzy’s hand, moving it towards where she needed it, wanted it the most.

Izzy laughed, but she moved aside the fabric if Clary’s underwear, teasing her clit. “Impatient, are we?” She asked.

“Isabelle, you have no idea-“ Clary said, kissing Izzy again. She gently pushed her tongue into Izzy’s mouth, and Izzy let her with a moan

“No idea what-“ Izzy started to ask, but gasped when Clary ran her hand up Izzy’s thigh, and up the skirt of her dress.

“No idea how long I’ve wanted this,” Clary said. Preoccupied with how wet Izzy was. She dragged her finger over Izzy’s underwear, before pushing it aside and slipping a finger inside of Izzy, her thumb finding Izzy’s clit.

“Fuck Clary,” was the response she got. Not good enough. Clary slipped another finger in, playing with her. She curled her fingers forward, searching for that spot…

“You know I’m in love with you, right?” Clary asked.

She was expecting a response, but she did not expect Izzy to cry out, grabbing Clary and pulling her closer, as she came. Clary couldn’t help but smile. Izzy was so beautiful, so gorgeous. “Clary, how do you know how to do that?” Izzy gasped, pulling her down and kissing her. Clary just smirked at her. She was not about to explain that.

“It’s a secret,” Clary said.

“Come her and sit on my face then, sweetheart.” Izzy said. Clary felt her stomach flip.

“W-what?” She said. Isabelle dug her fingers into Clary’s thighs, pulling her forward. Clary obeyed.

“Too tired to get up,” Izzy said, not even bothering to take Clary’s underwear off.

“Oh god, Isabelle,” Clary moaned, as Izzy’s tongue fucking caressed her clit. Clary couldn’t help it, her hips moved of their own accord, and she felt Izzy’s resulting moan reverberate through her. Oh god. And then Izzy’s tongue swirled around her clit and Clary came, Isabelle’s name escaping her lips as a whine.

Izzy’s hands rubbed the back of her legs as Clary sat up, and then slid down to lay beside Izzy, who pulled her close and kissed her.

“Damn, Clary, you should have told me ages ago.” Izzy said after a while, stroking Clary’s hair. Clary didn’t even bother with a response, mostly because she was falling asleep. “Clary?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you need a nude model anytime soon for your mundane school?” Izzy asked, sounding too innocent.

“Izzy if you want me to draw you, all you have to do is ask.” Clary said, smiling, drifting off to sleep in Izzy’s arms.

[ao3feed-kuroken]

Let your defences down

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2SBK1e8

by clarawrites

Kuroo Tetsurou is a very famous, very handsome model. Kozume Kenma is a renowned fashion designer that loves men but hates working with them. Despite both working in Ace Modelling Agency, Tokyo, their paths had never crossed until this big campaign was launched with a partner magazine. They have to learn how to work together despite their differences, and how to handle the feelings slowly growing inside them.

Words: 3345, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Sawamura Daichi, Akaashi Keiji

Relationships: Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models, Model agency AU, POV Alternating, Mutual Pining, Aged-Up Character(s), Slow Build, slightly nsfw, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

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[ao3feed-haikyuu]

me and you together song

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XIdIgG

by clarawrites

It was April. It was Spring. It was the start of new year.

For Kenma, it was also the start of a new life, and he found it very scary.

__

In which Kenma goes to university and moves into a new place, only to realise he has a crush on his dorky handsome neighbour.

Words: 4665, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Oikawa Tooru, Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji

Relationships: Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Fluff, First Meetings, Falling In Love, Mutual Pining, More Fluff, i love them

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XIdIgG

[monaslefteyebrow]

anisoptera (and lesser known zygoptera)

[ao3feed-kuroken]

me and you together song

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XIdIgG

by clarawrites

It was April. It was Spring. It was the start of new year.

For Kenma, it was also the start of a new life, and he found it very scary.

__

In which Kenma goes to university and moves into a new place, only to realise he has a crush on his dorky handsome neighbour.

Words: 4665, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Oikawa Tooru, Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji

Relationships: Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Fluff, First Meetings, Falling In Love, Mutual Pining, More Fluff, i love them

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XIdIgG

[ao3feed-haikyuu]

Let your defences down

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2SBK1e8

by clarawrites

Kuroo Tetsurou is a very famous, very handsome model. Kozume Kenma is a renowned fashion designer that loves men but hates working with them. Despite both working in Ace Modelling Agency, Tokyo, their paths had never crossed until this big campaign was launched with a partner magazine. They have to learn how to work together despite their differences, and how to handle the feelings slowly growing inside them.

Words: 5590, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kozume Kenma, Kuroo Tetsurou, Sawamura Daichi, Akaashi Keiji

Relationships: Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models, Model agency AU, POV Alternating, Mutual Pining, Aged-Up Character(s), Slow Build, slightly nsfw, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2SBK1e8

[claralisette]

Soccer Star

2Min ft. Kai

CL: In which Kai is a really good wingman. xD 

“Taemin, are you going to the soccer game?” Kai asked, sitting down at the lunch table.

“Yeah,” He replied, and Kai waggled his eyebrows.

“Going to cheer for Minho?” He asked, and Taemin smacked him on the arm.

“Shut up,” He said, blushing. Minho was the soccer star of their school, and also the cutest guy Taemin had ever seen. He went to all the soccer games, just to watch Minho play.

“Why don’t you just ask him out?” Kai asked, taking a bite out of his pizza.

“Because,” Taemin replied, unable to think of a good answer, although he was sure there were lots of reasons. Taemin wasn’t popular, and Minho was always surrounded by girls. The guy was probably straight.

“Taemin, if you’re thinking he’s straight, I’m going to hit you. In the face.” Kai said. “I mean, have you ever seen him so much as hold hands with a girl?”

“No, but-“

“No, Taemin, ask him out or I’ll ask him for you,” Kai said.

“You wouldn’t,” Taemin said, terrified.

“You know I would.” Kai said calmly.

~*~*~

There was an hour before the game, and Taemin didn’t bother to go home. Instead, he hung out in the auditorium and practiced his dancing. Taemin loved to dance, and hoped to be able to do it professionally one day. But he hadn’t auditioned for anything yet.

“Bravo.” Taemin turned to see Kai clapping enthusiastically.

“Thanks,” Taemin said, looking at his watch. It was almost time for the game to start.

“Let’s go,” Kai said, practically dragging Taemin off the stage.  

~*~*~

At the game, Taemin watched Minho intently, watched the way he focused, how he helped his teammates. Currently, they were down three points with Ten minutes left.

“Whoo!” Kai yelled, and Taemin elbowed him. Kai was trying to draw attention to them on purpose, Taemin just knew it. It was making him nervous. Weren’t you only supposed to cheer when someone scored?

Taemin fidgeted nervously. He watched Minho steal the ball, passing it to a teammate as they ran up the field. A few seconds later, his teammate passed the ball back to Minho, who kicked it hard. Taemin held his breath while the ball was in the air. When it went into the net, Taemin cheered. Minho waved at the crowd.

Then Taemin noticed that Minho was looking directly at him. As soon as Taemin made eye contact, Minho winked.

“Oh, looks like he knows you exits after all,” Kai said poking Taemin’s face.

“Shut up,” Taemin said, hoping his face wasn’t bright red.

Two scores later and they were tied. Taemin watched again as their team stole the ball again, passing it back and forth as they ran up the field. No one passed it to Minho, and as a result, he ended up standing near the goal posts, waiting for the ball. Finally, the ball was kicked right to where Minho stood waiting. Minho kicked….and scored, just as the timer went off.

“Yes!” Taemin exclaimed, jumping up along with the rest of the crowd.

“We won!” Kai said. Taemin looked at Minho. This time, he wasn’t waving at the crowd, just smiling slightly as he and the rest of the team shook hands with the other team. Then, they left the field, and everyone else began to leave as well. Taemin followed Kai back into the school. Normally spectators weren’t allowed into the school, but as they were students, it was okay.

“Come on,’ Kai said. “You have to go congratulate him.”

“I don’t know…”

“Don’t be a wuss.” Kai dragged Taemin down to the locker rooms, then pulled him behind a corner and peeked out.

“What are we doing?” Taemin whispered.

“Waiting for Minho of course,” Kai replied.

“But-“ Suddenly, Kai pushed Taemin from behind, into the hallway… and Taemin saw Minho, just coming out of the locker room, turn to look at him.

“Hey, Taemin,” He said, smiling. Taemin’s heart stuttered.

“Hey, um, congrats,” Taemin said. It sounded lame, but Minho grinned.

“Thanks,” He said, walking over to where Taemin was standing.

“You’re welcome,” Taemin said. He remembered Kai’s threat, and decided that he didn’t want to be that embarrassed. “Want to take a walk?” He asked.

“Sure,” Minho said, waving at his confused teammates before following Taemin. Once Taemin was sure they were out of sight and earshot, he stopped, turning to look at Minho.

“So-um, I….Would you go out with me?” Taemin asked. Minho’s eyebrows shot up, and for a second, Taemin thought he was going to be rejected.

“Yes,” Minho said, smiling again. It was the cute smile, the one that Taemin already loved.

“Really? Because I thought-“

“That I wasn’t gay?” Minho laughed, and Taemin felt himself blushing.

“No, just-“

“You’re so silly,” Minho said, gently reaching out and putting his hands on Taemin’s waist, pulling him closer. “You know, I was planning to ask you ou myself, but you beat me to it.”

“Sorry,” Taemin said, and Minho laughed. He pulled Taemin closer, until their lips met. Taemin hesitantly wrapped his arms around Minho’s waist.

“Well, well, well,” Kai’s voice came from around the corner. Taemin jumped, breaking the kiss, but Minho didn’t let go, his grip on Taemin’s waist keeping Taemin from moving away. Taemin turned his head to see Kai leaning against the wall.

“Hey Kai,” Minho said casually.

“I told you he was gay,” Kai said, and Minho chuckled.

“Shut up,” Taemin said.

“Sure,” Kai said, grinning.

“Kai?” Minho asked.

“Yes?”

“Kindly leave for about five more minutes?”

“Sure,” Kai said again. “See you!”

Taemin barely registered what had just happened before Minho gently tugged on his chin, and kissed him again. Taemin thought that maybe he should thank Kai later.

[claralisette]

Rainstorm

For Bluemoonluvkpop, who asked me a while ago to write 2Min. I'm sorry it took so long. XD

~*~*~

One minute is was a warm, cloudy day. The next thing Taemin knew, the skies opened up, and he was soaked in minutes. Minho cursed next to him, quickly tucking his camera under his jacket so it wouldn’t get wet. Both boys looked around for cover.

“There,” Taemin said, pulling Minho along to an abandoned bus stop. The little glass enclosure had a bench, and Taemin sat down, while Minho checked to make sure his camera was still alright. He put it away properly in the camera bag.

“Wow, it’s really raining hard,” He said, looking at the younger boy, who was not wearing a jacket.

“Sorry,” Taemin said, shaking his wet hair out of his eyes.

“What are you apologizing for?” Minho asked, sitting down next to the younger boy.

“It was my idea to go out today,” Taemin said. He had been bored, so he had practically dragged Minho out the door of their dorm.

“It’s alright,” Minho said, and then, “We might be stuck here for a while, though.”

“Yeah, it’s really pouring.” Taemin observed, and Minho sighed, putting an arm around Taemin’s shoulders.

“You’re shivering,” Minho said, as if he needed an excuse to put his arm around the younger boy.

“I’m not cold,” Taemin lied, but he was a bit cold, and his teeth started chattering, giving him away.

“Sure you aren’t,” Minho said, rolling his eyes. He pulled the younger boy closer.

“Hey, I think the rain is letting up,” Taemin said, looking around. The rain had slowed, but not by much.

“Well, let’s see if it slows down any more before we leave,” Minho said, looking at Taemin in his T-shirt. “I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

“I’m fine,” Taemin insisted, standing up. “Let’s go, I want to go home.” And without hesitating he walked out into the rain.

Minho jumped up to follow him, cursing mentally. Taemin could be so stubborn sometimes. “Wait for me!” He called, jogging to catch up.

When they got back to apartment, they were even more soaked. Taemin was shivering violently, his hair stuck to his face and his shirt clinging to him. It outlined his thin frame, making him look even thinner.

“Come here,” Minho commanded, and pulled Taemin’s wet shirt off, throwing it on the floor. He pushed Taemin towards the couch, handing him a blanket.

“I’m fine, really,” Taemin protested as Minho forced him out of his jeans. He pushed him onto the couch, unfolding the blanket and throwing it on top of him. Minho went to get him a towel.

“Shut up, Taemin,” He replied, throwing the towel on the maknae’s head. He turned up the heat in the apartment, something that Key would probably yell at him for later. Minho didn’t want to admit that he was cold as well.

“Hyung, really,” Taemin said, making a move to get up, but Minho glared; giving him a look that said sit-your-ass-down-now. Taemin grumbled something that was probably swearing under his breath, while Minho went to the kitchen to make hot chocolate.

“What was that?” Minho asked, coming back with two mugs. He handed Taemin one, then sat down beside the boy, sipping his own hot chocolate.

“You’re being awfully nice, and you’re worrying too much,” Taemin said, taking a sip of his own drink. He was already feeling better.

“Well, you know Onew and Key would scold us if we got sick,” Minho said, hoping the younger wouldn’t notice his lie.

“Yes, they would, but you didn’t have to treat me like a kid,” Taemin said petulantly. Minho smiled at the younger boy’s cuteness, and then looked away quickly.

“It's your fault you went outside without a jacket,” Minho replied, taking a drink of hot chocolate only to burn his tongue. No one else was home, Jonghyun was off doing his radio show and Minho didn't want to know where Onew and Key went.

Suddenly, cool fingers were taking Minho's cup out of his hand. He looked over at Taemin, whose face was expressionless as he set both mugs on the table next to the couch.

“Minho, I am sorry for dragging you outside,” He said.

“It's alright, I didn't mind,” Minho said.

However, he didn't get to ask Taemin for his hot chocolate back before the younger boy pounced on him. He pushed Minho down on the couch until they were lying down, Taemin on top of him. Minho's stomach jolted in surprise as Taemin pressed his lips to the older boy's.

A few seconds passed, and Minho didn't move. He was shocked. So when Taemin began to pull away, Minho immediantly wrapped his arms around the younger boy, kissing him back. He had been waiting for a moment like this, but he was surprised Taemin had beat him to it.

“Did you know it was going to rain today?” Minho askedbreaking the kiss.

“No,” Taemin said.

“Liar,” Minho replied, tugging the blanket away from Taemin so he could run his hands over the younger's torso. Taemin snuggled closer.

Taemin gently bit Minho's ear before replying, making Minho tense in surprise. “Look who's talking.”

Minho laughed. He didn't know the boy had seen through him so easily. Taemin kissed him again.

“Guilty,” He replied, as Taemin slid his hands under Minho's shirt.

~*~*~

“So,” Minho said later, “How long have you known that I liked you?”

Taemin lifted his head from the older boy's chest and and smirked.

“Key told me,” He replied. Minho swore. He had told Key last week, and had warned him not to tell Taemin.

“Really, and how long have you had a crush on me?” Minho asked, genuinely curious.

But Taemin didn't answer, only leaned down to kiss him again.

“A while,” he finally replied, cuddling the older boy.

Minho was content to lie there for a while and hold Taemin, thinking about what a great day it had been, despite the rain. But there was one more thing.

“Taemin?”

“Yes, hyung?”

“Can I have my hot chocolate back now?”

Clara: I tried. xD Expect Day 10 of the 30 day otp soon. Also, I'm working on more fanfics, including for 2min. I feel like I have to make up for my lack of writing.....Sorry.

[claralisette]

30 Day Otp Challenge Day 8 Shopping

Ship: Drarry

"Potter. Mr. Potter."

THUMP.

Harry rubbed the back of his head as he looked up at Professor Snape. "Yes, Professor?" Harry asked, ingnoring the snickers from around the classroom.

"Do pay attention, Mr. Potter, or you'll end up in the hospital wing with Mr. Finnigan." Snape said, walking to the front of the class.

The hospital wing was the least of Harry's concerns as he wandered the castle that night. His mood had been increasingly gloomy all week, and he tried to avoid his friends. 

"Potter." Harry looked up to see Malfoy walking towards him.

"Why are you out so late?" Malfoy asked. 

"Thats none of your business, Malfoy," Harry said snidely. He hoped Malfoy would fight back, Harry was itching to jinx something.

"Put your wand away Potter." Malfoy said with a sigh. "Follow me," He said, grabbing Harry's arm.

"Why should I?" Harry asked, yanking his arm away but following Malfoy anyway.

"Why shouldn't you?" Malfoy shot back. "Or are you scared, Potter?"

"No," Harry said automatically. Of course he wasn't scared. He just wanted to know what Malfoy was up to. 

They walked through, the castle, and Harry found Malfoy leading him to the passage that went to Honeydukes cellar in Hogsmeade. When they were in Hogsmeade, Malfoy offered Harry his arm. Harry stared.

"I'll try not to splinch you, I swear." Malfoy said, rolling his eyes. Harry didn't believe him, but he took his arm anyways.

A few seconds later and they were in London, the lights of the city bright and colourful.

"London, How charming," Harry muttered, and beside him, Malfoy grinned at him. Harry stared momentarily stunned. Malfoy was grinning at him?

"I thought a bit of acting like a normal person would be interesting." Malfoy said, shrugging.

"I don't know if you've noticed, Malfoy, but we're wearing our uniforms. We'll stand out." Harry said, looking pointedly at the crests of their houses.

"Well, we'll have to fix that, then." Malfoy said. "How's your fashion sense?"

That was how Harry ended up shopping with Draco Malfoy, of all people. 

"Here try this on!" Malfoy would say, holding up some ridiculous thing or another. He got them both to try on blazers with stripes of shiny fabric on them, and then laughed at their reflections.

"What's so funny?" Harry asked.

"We look like we should be in Btob's music video." Malfoy said between snickers.

"Oh god. Kpop." Harry groaned. 

"How do you know what Kpop is?" Draco said, a look of surprise on his face. Harry wasn't sure when he started calling Malfoy had become Draco, but he seemed more like a regular person and not his arch enemy.

"Hermione listens to it," Harry said, shaking his head. He would never understand it.

"Really? I didn't know she had such great music taste," Draco said. Harry couldn't really believe they were having this conversation, but it was surprisingly easy to be civil when no one else was around.

"Do you know her favourite group?" Draco asked.

"No," Harry replied automatically.

"Liar," Draco said.

"Im not lying. I never asked, because I don't want to know." Harry said. 

"Hmm, well then, I'll have get Hermione's help to inprove your taste in music." Draco said. "Your fashion sense needs work, too."

"It does not," Harry said, lightly punching Draco's arm. Draco just grinned, grabbed Harry's had and dragged him towards more clothes.

When they arrived back at Hogwarts, both were sleep deprived and neither wanted to go to potions and face the wrath of Snape for being late, so instead they hid in the room or requirement.

Clara:And what happens in the room or requirement stays in the room of requirement....xD Here's day 8. My face hurts less, but anyways, I tried. 

[claralisette]

That moment when you have a really good novel idea and then realize it involves writing smut. T.T I suck at smut and it’s not even gay smut? Someone help me pls Dx

In other news, I saw civil war and now I have all these Steve/Bucky feels. So uh, will probably fic them. Eventually. 

[claralisette]

Heads up!

I’m doing some fic stuff this weekend so if you want to send me a ship I’ll write a drabble or oneshot, depending on how inspired I am. But I have two or three new oneshots coming up, so yeah. I’ve been feeling writerly lately. xD 

[claralisette]

Send me a line of dialogue and a ship, and I'll write a drabble.

Clara is bored and wants to write, even though she has an exam in a couple hours. I'll probably write them after my exam.

[claralisette]

Just finished writing some Rin/Haru. Expect it along with Day four's challenge tomorrow!