#harry is obsessed

[sweetcatteahp]

Harry: Mate I wanna be nicer to Malfoy, and maybe be friends with him, but whenever I try to talk to him I get nervous and jittery for some reason, got any advice to help calm the nerves??

Ron: Well just imagine him naked. That'll make you feel different mate.

*later in the common room*

Harry: *furiously stomping into the common room upto Ron at the sofa*

Harry: You're advice was absolute bollocks!! It didn't work at all!!

Ron: What mate?? You serious?

Harry: Of course I'm serious! I imaged him naked and all it did was just make me want to fvck him! Senseless! Over a table!! And now I'm so much gayer than before!! Then I realised I was standing right infront of him just staring, and I got even more nervous and made a fool out of myself!!

Harry: Look what your stupid advice did to me Ron!!!

Ron: ... *Horrified*

Hermione: You asked for this by giving him that advice, you know if I said that to him he wouldn't listen, but no you had to say it because you wanted to be 'helpful'. Now all we have is Harry making a bigger problem about his feelings than before. Though I suppose it's good you got him to admit his feelings.

(not og, inspired by another post, belonging to @daddiesdrarryy )

[ooglong]

restless

[ginasdiary]

Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw

~ David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

[faiell]

caught

[bitchtoss]

Debbie Harry photographed by Steven Schlesinger, 1966

[starrylayle]

To all those shippers that depict Sirius as a self-absorbed, short, fem twink with a flare for dramatics -- and Remus as a tall, angry, buff, dom werewolf daddy -- go ahead, it's a fully rounded dynamic! You're actually shipping Gilderoy Lockhart x Fenrir Greyback though! Remember to tag correctly folks! Hope this helps 🥰 🥰 

[ineffably-poetic]

does anyone else feel music so deeply in their soul that half their life revolves around it and it’s the only thing that can truly save you in your darkest moments?

or am i just weird

[siriussslut]

mmmm okay you said you like cum so im thinking… evan cumming on your pussy and then licking it all away as an innocence kink thing…?

-🪱 (im claiming that one!!)

guys these cum reqs are killing me i’m so obsessed. feel free to send more😇😇🤗

warnings: innocence kink, humping, bruising, praise, mention of virginity

masterlist

evan’s cock slams into your thigh, hard and pulsating. he groans as he humps your glistening skin, grinding into your thigh. “fuck, babygirl, you’re so beautiful.”

you groan, arching your back against his mattress. “look at your pretty little princess parts.” he rubs a finger against the outer lips of your cunt, gently tugging on the pubic hair.

he slips his cock between your thighs, squeezing them tight. he thrusts in and out between the flesh, groaning. you push open your legs, pulling him closer to you. his cock reaches your pussy, hovering inches away.

he fucks your folds, slamming his dick into your clit. the harder he thrusts, the wetter you get, dripping around his shaft.

still, he refuses to enter you. “gotta keep this perfect pussy innocent.”

your clit is swollen and bruised, and still begging for more friction. he squeezes your thighs as he thrusts, reaching up with one hand to play with your tits.

“oh— baby. you’re so—” he cuts himself off, slamming faster and faster into your swollen, aching mess of a pussy.

he shakes as he comes, pumping load after load of cum onto your cunt. he releases what seems an irregular amount, painting your pussy and thighs white with his seed.

when he comes down from his high, he can’t tear his eyes away from the mess. “my doll looks so pretty covered in my babies.”

“i love your babies,” you slur, drunk on the feeling of his eyes on your skin, of his now soft cock sitting against your thigh.

“gotta keep this pussy clean,” he says, leaning down so that his face is above your cunt. “keep your princess parts safe and innocent.” he licks along your folds, collecting his cum on his tongue. he swallows and groans.

“tastes so much better after touching my babygirl.”

he swallows it all, and you watch the bobbing of his adam’s apple every time.

he sits up, admiring your freshly clean pussy, wet and bruised.

he slaps it as he gets up. “my pretty little virgin.”

[hephaestiions]

It stands to reason that Harry’s holding groceries when he runs into Draco Malfoy for the first time in twenty years.

Well— doesn’t run into, exactly. No, more like peers through a shop window like a right barmy bastard, bits of overspilling lettuce brushing his arm and passers-by on Diagon shooting him strange looks.

Of course Malfoy has to look up from the till— because, yes, Draco Malfoy is a shopkeeper on Diagon Alley apparently— and see him goggling. So, of course, Harry has to step inside, as though he meant to make a stop at— right, yeah, Narcissus Needlework Studio— all along, holding brown paper packages of vegetables.

Malfoy’s frowning when Harry makes his way over to the till.

“I don’t want any trouble,” he says. “I’ve registered the shop, everything’s perfectly within regulation—“

“Trouble?” Harry blinks. “Oh, no. I’m not an Auror. Anymore.”

“I know that,” Malfoy says unhappily. “The whole Wizarding World all over Europe knows that. Only you’ve never left well enough alone, have you, Potter?”

Harry’s forty next month. He’s lived twenty years seeing hide nor hair of Draco Malfoy, and he’s never gone looking. Well, except for that one time when he was twenty one and went to the Manor as a trainee Auror for a— well, it was a routine check, really. And that other time when he was twenty five and thought he saw a man at a club who looked just like Malfoy from the back and was convinced for four months Malfoy was back in London and must be up to something if no one knew about it. And that time when he was thirty two— and, oh, alright, Harry hasn’t ever left well enough alone, not when it comes to Malfoy, at least.

This time, though, Harry really didn’t go looking. And it’s definitely Malfoy.

“I just wanted some— thread,” Harry says. A needlework studio should have some of that, shouldn’t it?

“Thread,” says Malfoy. He looks down, deliberately, at Harry’s lettuce.

“For Molly,” Harry says. “As a, um, birthday present. New shop on Diagon, thought I’d pop by. Seemed the place, you know. Didn’t know it was yours.”

Molly’s birthday, Malfoy doesn’t need to know, is in December. It’s June.

Malfoy continues to stare at him, until Harry’s unsure whether to get indignant about it all or turn tail and flee.

“Well,” says Malfoy before he can make a choice. “Embroidery yarn for you, then, Potter. Come along.”

-

“I’ll see you again, I assume,” Malfoy says at the end of what transpires to be a surprisingly smooth purchase.

Harry nods.

He only realises after he leaves that there’s no reason for him to come back. He’s seen it for himself— what Draco Malfoy’s up to these days. Nothing nefarious or suspicious, just yarn and needles and tapestries on Diagon.

Except, well, he’s committed now, hasn’t he? And Harry Potter’s a man of his word. He said yes, when Malfoy asked— Malfoy asked!— so he’ll be back.

And really, if he has to invent Hermione’s sudden new and passionate interest in needlework— well. That’s between Harry and his lettuce.

written for @drarrymicrofic’s prompt “sewing”. i just personally think harry james potter could be seventy five and still rapidly become obsessed with draco malfoy at any given moment.

[floatyflowers]

Dark Tom Riddle x Muggle! Reader (Things he would say to you)

"Speaking with those filthy muggle friends of yours"

"I know that you are also a muggle, you don't have to remind me every time"

"I got rid of them for your safety, stop being ungrateful"

"If I was truly evil, you would have been dead right after you spoke to ex-boyfriend"

"Don't be silly, naive muggles such as yourself couldn't possibly survive on their own"

"If you cross me, I might have to take drastic action."

"You don’t get to have an opinion, you don't know what is best for you, love"

"Stop crying, it's just a hug"

"I show my love with actions not with silly words"

"I gave you too much freedom, you are not allowed out of the house from now on"

"Maybe the Imperius curse will fix your horrible behavior"

[sydmarch]

this post immediately made me think electrochemistry

[billsbae]

barty and harry: *accidentally set the kitchen on fire*

barty: we need an adult!!

harry: uncle barty you're an adult!

barty: we need an adultier adult! go get you're father

harry: DAAAAAD!!

barty: no, no this one, we need regulus

harry: PAPAAAAAA

[iamnmbr3]

Harry: So I chose someone a little bit unusual to go to Slughorn's party with me but-

Ron: Oh no. Oh no. It's happening isn't it? It's actually happening.

Harry: What?

Ron: Is the person very blond?

Harry: Yes.

Ron: With silver eyes?

Harry: Yeah actually. How did you-

Ron: And do they idolize their father and repeat all of his crazy views as fact?

Harry: Yup! You've guessed it! Or did someone already tell you I'm going with- Ron? Are you alright?

Ron: I can't believe it. It happened. It actually happened. Hermione and I saw this coming but oh Merlin.

Harry: What's wrong with taking Luna?

Ron: Luna? .... Oh. Oh. LUNA. LUNA LOVEGOOD.

Harry: Obviously.

Ron: YOU'RE TAKING LUNA LOVEGOOD! THANK GOD!

Harry: ...Yes. Who did you think I meant?

Ron: Nevermind but wow you sure have a type huh?

[faiell]

8th year

[limepigeon]

has this been done yet, I only just got here

[lovebotmo]

like the movies

by: @lovebotmo

In her seventh year, Y/n has yet to be in a relationship, a fact her friends are all too eager to call attention to. More than anything, Y/n desperately wants to be won over, to have a love like those in the Muggle movies she adores. She wants someone to work for her attention and show that they care. What happens when a secret admirer enters her life, promising to do just that? Will her fanciful notions of a perfect love bar her from accepting the newly discovered affections of a certain roguish Slytherin?

pairing: theodore nott x reader

rating: fluff

status: ongoing

author's note: hi!! if you don't know me, my name is mo! i write from time to time (read: year to year) and i've recently been obsessed with theodore nott and he's made me want to write for the first time in a while so...here we are! i hope you enjoy :) this post will function as my masterlist for this series, so stay tuned!

chapter list:

chapter one - falling behind

chapter two - moly blossoms

chapter three - caramel creams

chapter four - the feathered visitor

chapter five - late library nights