#harry styles x original female character

[sushirrrry]

hello! so, it's been a while. a few weeks, maybe.

I have been grappling with the idea of writing non-harry work, because I think for the past 2-3 years that I've been writing harry ff, I've really come to the conclusion that it wouldn't last forever and it may be sooner than later. I've been eternally grateful for EVERYTHING this platform has shows me this far, but I'm curious to know about the writing community that tumblr has that isn't fanfiction.

I want to start read unpublished work and to see writers who maybe want to start sharing things that aren't fan-base related. does anyone have any insight to this?

I will still continue to write my fantasies, of course. but I'm looking to branch out too!

let me know 💌

[all-the-things-2020]

Late Night Talking

A Dieter Bravo x OFC fic

Notes: Title comes from the Harry Styles song. I heard it on the radio one day and the line “Now you’re in my life, I can’t get you off my mind” just screamed Dieter to me.

My Dieter is (mostly) sober and trying to put his life and career back together after hitting the bottom during the filming of Cliff Beasts 6. He is still a menace but he’s working on it. There will be comedy, angst, fluff and possibly some smut (not sure how explicit my narrator will get).

Narrator is an original female character loosely based on myself. She is around Dieter’s age, not thin, and introverted. He turns her life upside down and she’s not quite prepared for it.

Tagging @rhoorl because her Dieter in “Working Title” inspired me to start this fic!

Chapter One below the cut

I met him in a bookshop, of all places. Not exactly the environment you’d expect, but sometimes fate works in mysterious ways. Bookshops are one of the few places I frequented where it’s even remotely possible to meet a man. I’ve never liked bars or clubs; too noisy, too many creeps trying to be charming and getting too hands. As an introvert, I prefer quieter surroundings, like bookshops, museums, and botanical gardens. Not exactly hot spots for single guys, but I wasn’t trying to meet anyone. I was always open to whatever might happen, though.

I was in The Last Bookstore in downtown L.A. It was the first day of my summer break and I’d challenged myself to get out of my box a little and do things I’d never done before. I’d taken the train into the city, which I’d never done by myself. Of course, once I got into L.A., I ended up in my preferred habitat, surrounded by books.

I had spotted a book on my to-be-read list on the top shelf. Being petite (the polite way of saying I was short), I couldn’t quite reach it. I was debating whether the shelves were structurally sound enough for me to try standing on the bottom shelf to reach it when I heard a low, warm voice behind me say, “Let me.”

An arm reached up, easily plucking the book off the shelf and handing it to me. “Good choice,” the voice said. “That’s one of my favorites.”

I knew that voice. Turning to see the man who stood next to me, my suspicions were confirmed. It was Dieter Bravo. He was wearing a baggy gray t-shirt, a well-worn pair of jeans and some god-awful Crocs that had seen better days. His hair looked like he’d forgotten to comb it that morning and his scruffy beard and mustache could use a trim. But he was wearing glasses and his deep brown eyes were looking directly into mine, so that was all I saw.

“Thanks,” I managed to say, hoping I wasn’t blushing or anything ridiculous like that.

“No worries,” he said with a smile. He indicated the small stack of books in my hands with his chin. “You’ve got good taste.”

“Oh, yeah, thanks,” I said. Real smooth, doofus, I told myself. I tried to start over. “I read a ton of YA for work, so I’m trying to read more ‘grown-up’ stuff during the summer.”

He leaned against the bookshelf, his broad shoulders blocking the aisle. “YA?,” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Young Adult,” I explained. “I work in a high school library. A lot of it is really good, but after nine or ten months of dystopian love triangles and hot werewolves and teenagers with weird diseases falling in love, I find myself craving something more substantial.”

He smiled again. “I can imagine,” he said. “So, a librarian, huh? Oh, I’m Dieter, by the way.” He held out his hand and I shook it. It was huge and warm and made my knees melt.

“Um, yeah, I know,” I stammered. “I recognized you. I’m, ha, a big fan of your work.” I felt like a complete idiot as I stumbled over my words. “I’m Emily.”

“Well, Emily, this might be a dumb question, considering your line of work, but do you come here often?” He chuckled as he seemed to realize how cliched his questions was.

“Actually, this is my first time here,” I said. “I’ve always wanted to visit this shop, I never got around to it. I live out in the boondocks, so I don’t get into L.A. very often.”

“It’s great,” he said. “I don’t get here very often, though. Always too busy, it seems.”

We chatted for a bit, about the books we were buying, and favorites we’d both read (and made a few recommendations to each other when we mentioned titles the other hadn’t read). Then the conversation turned back to bookshops.

“I usually end up at Barnes & Noble,” I admitted. “There’s a good indie bookseller in Riverside, but it’s kind of small. My absolute favorite bookshop is Vroman’s in Pasadena. I don’t get there as often as I’d like, though.”

“Vroman’s,” he said, wrinkling his forehead. “I think I’ve heard of it but I’ve never been there.”

“Oh, you should go!” I said. I loved talking about my favorite bookshop and started rattling on. “They have all kinds of great stuff besides books. Plus a wine bar.”

“Whoa, books and booze? Sign me up.” He smiled that radiant smile I’d seen in a million photos, the one that always made me feel funny inside.

“Then you should definitely go.”

“Is that an invitation?”

I was stunned, but managed to speak without stumbling too much over the words. “Sure, why not?” Holy crap, he’s flirting with me!

Dieter pulled out his phone. “Let’s see,” he said, scrolling through the phone. “Um, I’m free Friday evening. I have a meeting at two, but I should be out of there by four at the latest. It’s in Burbank, I can probably make it to Pasadena by five, if that works for you?”

My tongue felt like it was swollen to twice its normal size. Was he actually asking me out? Or had I accidentally asked him? “Um, yeah,” I stammered. “Friday’s good, yeah.”

“Okay, then.” He tapped away at his phone and then slipped it back into his pocket. “It’s a date. Friday, five o’clock, Vroman’s.” He winked and now I knew I was blushing like a fool. He glanced at his wristwatch. “I have a meeting with my agent in an hour, so I’d better go pay for these and get going.” He pulled his phone back out and opened up the Contacts app. “Here,” he said, handing the phone to me. “Put in your number.”

I did and handed the phone back to him. He put it back in his pocket (oh, how I tried not to look too closely at that pocket, afraid he’d think I was checking out his crotch), then held out his hand again, wiggling his fingers. “Your phone?”

“Oh, yeah.” I pulled my own phone out of my purse and handed it to him. He opened my Contacts app and typed in his name and number. As he handed it back to me, our fingers brushed against each other and he smiled.

“See you Friday.” He turned and walked away, heading for the cash registers on the ground floor. I stood in the aisle for several minutes, staring at my phone. I had a date with Dieter fucking Bravo, and he’d given me his phone number.

I waited until he’d left the store, then went to the register myself. “Hey, you just missed Dieter Bravo,” the clerk said. “I got his autograph.”

I got his phone number, I wanted to say, but I didn’t. The kid behind the counter was thrilled to have had an encounter with a celebrity; he didn’t need me rubbing his nose in my good fortune. That didn’t keep me from texting my best friend Sam once I was back on the train headed for the IE. We’d been friends in elementary school before her family moved back East the summer before junior high. We’d kept in touch over the years, first by letters and now by text and Facebook.

<Went to downtown L.A. today. You’ll never guess who I ran into>

&lt;somebody I know?>

<Dieter Bravo>

&lt;Get out! Where were you?>

<The Last Bookstore, really cool shop.>

&lt;Were you cool about it? Please tell me you were cool about it>

<As cool as I could be, lol. Must have done okay. We have a date Friday night>

Sam replied with a string of emojis and punctuation marks. &lt;Don’t fuck with me, Em. It’s not funny>

<Totally serious. I have his phone number and everything.>

I clicked over to my Contacts and stared at the screen. The name “DB❤️” stared back at me. It was real.

<I want details!>

I sketched out the encounter for her.

&lt;You’re living in a rom com, I swear. But be careful. Heard he’s a bit of a wild child. Make him wear a condom. You don’t know where he’s been>

<Shut up. I’m not going to sleep with him on the first date. Eww.>

&lt;I know, you’re Miss Sensible Shoes. LOL>

It was joke between us that Sam had grown up to love wearing stiletto heels and clubbing while I preferred flats and quiet evenings. We always said it was a good thing we lived so far apart or we’d never have remained friends. And yet Sam was the one who was married with three kids and a job in finance, while I was still unattached and basically living paycheck to paycheck.

<I’ll tell you all about the date, I promise. Luv u>

I put away my phone and stared out the window, watching the backyards and alleys of Southern California flash by. What a world, where I woke up in my tiny condo thinking the highlight of my day would be a new book and lunch at Olvera Strett, and now I had a date with a famous actor. Only in L.A. I mused. It really is La La Land.

[littlejuicebox]

Remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

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Chapter number: Six Themes: BG3, slow burn, original female character x astarion, dialogue heavy, canon adjacent behavior, angst, feelings realization, trauma, the slighest of smuts in this one Masterlist: Click here. Song inspiration: "Two Ghosts" - Harry Styles Notes: Don't do drugs, kids. :) I probably need to make some edits, and I will, but I wanted this up before the weekend and it's been a crazy work week. I wrote two different versions of this chapter and settled on something somewhere in between. The next chapter will prob be the one you're all waiting for.

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Astarion was ripped out of his trance by the Shar-worshipper before dawn; the rude awakening left him thoroughly perturbed. Shadowheart hadn’t allowed the vampire more than a quick breakfast of squirrel before she hauled the entire group out of camp, snapping orders every step of the way.  Gods, he couldn’t wait until Wren was reinstated as group leader and the cleric could go back to being the ranger's unofficial second in command. The pale elf was certain this temporary change in leadership would cause a mutiny, led by him, if balance weren’t reinstated soon.

The bog was quiet when they began their journey toward the goblin camp; the last few fireflies bid their farewells with a twinkle of lights dotting the horizon. The pale elf brooded, lamenting the thought that the world was still asleep, and yet here they were, trudging through the mud to save some fool that got himself locked up in a goblin camp. Survival of the fittest would never win as long as the merry band of misfits insisted on being do-gooders... and the rogue was, much to his disappointment, always outvoted.

“Frankly, Shadowheart… it seems a waste of a lockpicking kit.” Astarion mumbled through a yawn, rubbing at his scarlet eyes, cursing himself for not going to bed sooner. The excitement of last night kept him up for longer than he'd intended; part of him had desired to crash back into Wren's tent and take her then and there. The other part sat frozen in place, unsure what his next move should be. She had taken the chess game he’d been playing and flipped the board, scattering its pieces about and leaving him at a loss. Over 200 years of life hadn’t quite prepared him for this.

Did he actually like this woman? Had she accidentally become more than a pawn in his chess game? If he went back into that tent, would he still just be toying with her... and what would come of that when they got to Baldur's Gate? Was he to introduce his new girlfriend to his vampire overlord and expect that they would be one big happy family? Gods, the entire thing was ridiculous, and the rogue knew he had more pressing matters at hand, like a damned parasite and an obsessed master, for instance... but all his thoughts contained the smell of strawberries and cinnamon. 'You really are an idiot spawn.'

“We spoke to Volo when we did our reconnaissance mission, while you were off playing bucket brigade with Karlach.” Shadowheart huffed, “If we can get him out alive, there is a chance he can restore Wren’s vision. He showed us a magic eye that he’d hidden from the goblins and he says he knows how to install it in Wren. Gale examined it; it’s legitimate.”

At this delicious piece of information, Astarion practically beamed. One step closer to getting his favorite companion back in action and ceasing the militant behavior of the shar-worshipper... this was the best news he'd had since he found himself able to walk in the sun. The pale elf dramatically draped his arm around Shadowheart and smiled. “Darling, I’m suddenly overcome with the urge to kiss you.”

“Please don’t.” The cleric grumbled, shrugging away from the vampire's touch and rolling her eyes up at the heavens. She was probably praying to Shar to smite the vampire where he stood. Or, at least to smite him after the lock on Volo's prison cell was broken. "I truly believe I would rather kiss a goblin."

Astarion sighed, pouting at the cleric. Everyone lacked humor when Wren wasn't around; it was so dreadfully boring. “If you insist, dear... but you don't know what you're missing."

The vampire picked up the pace with renewed interest in the plan. His strides became longer, and suddenly he was ahead of the rest of the group, ready to throw himself into the action. Once Wren was back in the game, they could get out of the bog and back into doing his favorite thing... drawing blood. The rogue spun his dagger between deft fingers, practically giddy as the first rays of sunlight burst into the sky. "I suppose it is quite a beautiful day for a jailbreak."

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In the mid-morning, Wren stirred from her sleep to discover a barren camp; to her disappointment, she was greeted by an overly chipper Gale and a sulking Lae'zel. The archer’s heart sank when she realized she would have to spend another day out of action and withstand being babysat by the Gith woman…. again. She had originally intended to pass time with target practice, but after a flurry of misaligned arrows the ranger quickly called it quits, too frustrated with herself to continue. It was painful to suddenly be so poor at a skill that had once been as natural to her as breathing. As she haphazardly shoved arrows back into her quiver, the half-elf inwardly chastised herself for her own stupidity and irrationality causing her to lose an eye and throw off her aim. ‘Damn the Gur and damn my own stupidity.’

“Darling, I’m home!” The vampire called as he tore through the tree line, the exclamation directed perhaps toward no one in particular, perhaps toward Wren. He was nearly skipping as he made his way to the center of camp, the rogue's jovial mood an odd juxtaposition to the dots of crimson splattered across his face. He gravitated to the half-elf woman and took a deep breath of humid bog air as he pulled a final arrow from the target and handed it to her, eyes twinkling with post-battle excitement. “Oh, how I adore the smell of spilt blood in the morning… and have I got quite the surprise for you, little bird.”

“Have WE got quite the surprise for you.” Shadowheart interjected, rolling her eyes at the vampire as Lae’zel sauntered over from her tent to undo the straps of the cleric's armor. “Don’t think I’ll let you run away with all the credit, Astarion. You merely picked the lock.”

Wren's attention turned from her quiver to the silver-haired elf as she looked him over for injury. He was in too good a mood to be that badly wounded, but she'd grown so used to having knowledge of his status during battle that the flecks of blood on his person unnerved her. The lack of control she'd experienced over the past few days was infuriating. This, paired with the piss-poor target practice, had soured the ranger's state of mind; she was in no mood for surprises or games. Instead, Wren crossed her arms, eyes narrowed. “You didn’t say anything when you left this morning.”

“My sweet, forgive me and my poor manners but your beloved Shar-worshipper left no time for such social graces this morning." Astarion responded with a good-natured eye roll, not fully sure why the half-elf was upset with him, but assuming it was because he'd left her tent so abruptly last night. He'd been nearly as upset with himself at the time, truth be told. The rogue used a small pout of his lips as an all-encompassing apology, hoping to smooth the beautiful little bird's ruffled feathers; he didn't particularly enjoy the feeling of not being in her favor. But, he was in far too good a mood after a successful jailbreak and a few severed goblins to really let it ruin him and shrugged off her glare. She would forgive him in mere moments, once she understood the gift they’d brought.

Karlach and Wyll now entered the camp, escorting an eccentric man who appeared so out of place in the wilds that Wren chuckled on the spot, forgetting all about her brief quarrel with the rogue. Volo made his way up to the half-elf woman and introduced himself, all pomp and circumstance. The bard made some off-color joke about the Gur having taken "an eye for an eye" literally and Astarion bristled, tongue ready to lash Volo for the offense. He was interrupted by a burst of laughter and was shocked to discover the noise had come from Wren.

'What an unpredictable, dark and twisted woman...' The vampire mused as he turned his attentions and assisted his campmates with preparations. His hands meticulously smoothed at the blanket Wyll draped over an oblong boulder. Shadowheart began piling various tools and tinctures onto the rock, slapping the vampire's hands away as he reached out to examine a particularly interesting vial.

Volo was explaining the magical eye and the installation process to Wren as the camp bustled around them. The little bird listened intently, eyebrows furrowed in a look between confusion and trepidation. She considered everything for a moment before shrugging, "Hells, not like I can be blinded twice in the same eye."

Astarion examined the boulder's set up suspiciously before turning to Wren, clapping his hands together in an impatient chop-chop. “Well, come on then, darling. Let’s give it a go.”

As the sharp tool made its way towards her eye, Wren began to panic, and grasped desperately at the bard's wrist. Shadowheart offered a calm emotions spell and the half-elf accepted, releasing Volo's arm as visions of squirrels and red eyes crinkling in laughter flooded her mind, wrapping her in a blanket of comfort.

At the little bird's spell-drunk request, Astarion scooted closer to the boulder and held her limp, drugged, hand, his gaze completely averted. Karlach settled on a boulder nearby and gave Astarion a knowing look, pointedly mouthing "your girl" before cackling at the eyeful of daggers the rogue shot her way. Everyone else hung much further back, interested in the results but unwilling to come close to the scene.

Volo’s “surgery” was quite a grotesque affair. Shadowheart, always the miracle-worker, despite her claims otherwise, did everything she could with drugs and spells to reduce the pain. Wren barely registered a dull throb as the bard scooped her necrotic eye out of its socket with a slimy pop. To everyone’s disappointment, the blue-clad man made an unsuccessful attempt to extract the wriggling parasite before he placed the magic eye in Wren’s barren socket.

“Welcome to the one-eyed club!” Wyll cheered, raising a glass of wine to the half-elf as she sat up, clutching the side of her head.

“So?! Don't leave us all in suspense, what’s the verdict?” Astarion asked, an edge to his voice that Wren couldn’t quite identify.

The ranger sat silent for a moment, turning her head to look about the camp. Her expression was vacant as she examined her surroundings, switching her focus from the faces of her friends to the edges of the camp, where small yellow marigolds dotted the tree line. She could see everything with exceptional clarity and turned to beam at the vampire that had been watching her with bated breath. "I think it was a success."

Half a week’s worth of stress melted from Astarion's face and turned him back into the playful, silver-haired rake. He practically glowed. “Wonderful news, darling! I was really hoping we wouldn’t have to slaughter another man in the middle of our camp. The clean up last time was quite awful, you know.”

The camp was alight with happiness as soon as the procedure was declared a success; Volo was thanked profusely and invited to spend the night before heading his own way. Everyone began chattering all at once about the information they'd gathered, Halsin's location within the camp, and all the ideas they had for breaking him free.

Wren declared herself fit for battle with a few perfectly placed arrows on the target that had seen only misfires earlier that same day. Hours rushed by as the group busied itself with preparations, all focused on getting closer to finding a way to rid themselves of the parasite. Astarion left to hunt as the sun began to kiss the horizon goodnight, but Wren noticed, with some sort of childlike embarrassment, that he'd returned to sit by her and read in relative silence as she ate her dinner and prepared a few more arrows for her quiver.

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After everyone called it an early evening, Wren lay awake in her tent, walking the tightrope between wakefulness and sleep. Her mind began to wander, and soon it drifted to the lustful events from the night prior. The sound of Astarion’s gasp when she’d touched his ear had ignited a fire inside her, the feeling of his lips on hers stoking the flames. The grip he’d had on her forearm caused her still sore layers of bone and muscle to radiate stabs of pain down her nerves and quelled the passion between them almost instantly. Before Wren could assure the vampire she'd been okay, the moment fizzled out and he was gone, leaving her a hot mess that she’d had to handle herself. The ranger silently cursed her bruises and the missed opportunity as she drifted to sleep, the embers of that fire still glowing within her psyche.

The familiar croaking of frogs and chirping of cicadas welcomed the half-elf as she rustled out of her bedroll a mere hour later, drenched in sweat. Had she experienced a nightmare or a memory? She couldn’t be sure. Much of the time after she'd married Kol was covered in a fuzzy film; the memories were a blur the woman couldn't ever pull from the fog. The flashes from her sleep, all violent jolts of lightening and screaming, left a pit in her stomach and a sudden, urgent need to escape the confines of her tent. The pre-battle jitters were surely getting to the ranger... she just needed to relax.

The little bird dug through her pack and pulled out both a pipe and small sachet of fragrant herbs she’d snatched from the Druid Grove. Seconds later she was stoking the final embers of the campfire, coaxing it back into a small flame. The stillness of camp and the hushed snores of her companions provided an odd sort of comfort; just a few puffs and she would head right back to bed.

Wren packed the pipe with the herbal mix, whispering a small thanks to Halsin and a promise to break him out of the goblin camp as a thank you. She lit the contents of the bowl and lifted the stem of the pipe to her lips, dragging a long, deep inhale of smoke into her lungs. Hazy rings of gray floated through the air as she exhaled and looked up towards the star-speckled sky.

“Couldn't sleep?"

His voice startled her; she’d nearly dropped the pipe. Wren was always remarkably quiet in her approach, but Astarion had her beat... he was silent. Deadly. She spun to look at the vampire; one eye that familiar shade of honey and one eye a shocking blue-green. His eyebrow arched, amusement playing at the edges of his mouth as he sauntered over to her. "I didn’t peg you as a smoker, little bird.”

Another drag off the pipe and the ranger shrugged as the comforting rush of warmth floated through her, the intoxicants flooding her system. “I’m entitled to a little fun before I march into a deathmatch, aren’t I? Blame Halsin and Nettie for leaving it out… or thank them, I suppose.”

Wren proffered the pipe to the rogue with a small wiggle. He took it from his female companion and inhaled as he sat down next to her, gaze focused on the night sky. The silence between them spread, warm and comfortable, a direct parallel to the sensation spreading throughout their psyches as the druidic herbs worked their magic. The half-elf turned to the vampire, head cocked as she analyzed his profile. She eyed, with some small measure of adoration, the straight bridge of his nose that turned into a perfect point, the soft curls that weaved around pointed ears, and the nasolabial folds that framed his near-perfect lips.

“Like what you see, darling?” The rogue taunted, a cocky smirk playing across his lips as he took another drag from the pipe and turned to meet her eyes with a lifted brow. He passed the pipe into waiting hands, locked into the spell of her gaze as she analyzed him through half-drooped lids, pupils blown wide.

“What color were your eyes before they changed?” Wren responded, her voice soft, almost sleepy.

“I… well, I don’t know. I can’t remember.” Astarion murmured, brows knitted together as he searched his memories; he hadn't thought about it in 200 years, and no one else had ever asked such a question. His heart dropped. The pale-elf shook his head and scoffed in frustration; his lips pulled back in a sneer. “I don’t know what my face looks like at all. I haven't seen my reflection since I was turned."

The ranger stared at him, part of her admiring, part of her pitying, but all of her fully doped. In truth, Astarion’s face looked like it had been carved out of marble by the gods. But the little bird knew from all his stories that the people he’d lured to Cazador had always seen the vampire as attractive. That had been his entire identity for over 200 years and his greatest weapon.

Wren knew she could tell her companion that he was beautiful... it was the objective truth. But her gut made her think that wasn’t the answer he truly wanted to hear. It was too one-dimensional, predictable, and easy; he would never ask, but he wanted something else. All pretense melted away as the glow of the medicinals lit her up inside and her freckled hand reached out to run a thin pointer finger down the bridge of Astarion's nose. The vampire snapped his head to look at her, face tensed, lip still slightly sneered, almost offended, mouth open to chastise her before she interrupted him, one finger covering his lips.

“You have a very straight nose bridge,” she murmured, before moving her finger to cross his upper lip. “Your top lip is just slightly larger than your bottom lip, and they both seem to be perpetually stuck in a smirk.”

Astarion relaxed, still confused but no longer offended, as her finger grazed along his face, tracing the contours of a visage he could no longer see. She continued to trace along his face, examining him intently. He tilted his chin up slightly, suddenly quite flattered by the amount of attention she bestowed upon him and, unbeknownst to himself, yearning for her touch. Wren brushed her hand along the elf's eyebrows and then over his eyes, causing his lids to flutter as she grazed against white eyelashes.

“Your hair is a beautiful silver-gray, like moonlight. Your eyes are a shade of deep crimson... like the wine you adore so much. And they are rather round when you aren’t busy glaring at or judging someone; they can be quite soft and portray all manner of emotions. I think they may be my favorite part of your face.” She murmured, pausing for just a moment before continuing, almost coy. “Save, perhaps…” She dragged her hand through his curls and then daintily pulled her finger up the helix of his ear, tracing the pointed pinna with the gentlest of touches. "Save perhaps this part right here."

She’d stolen Astarion's breath away with ease as her finger grazed against his ear. The pale elf felt that familiar flush of desire rise up again, spurred on by the fresh blood from his evening hunt. He exhaled slowly and closed his eyes, letting Wren trace circles along his ear. Their sensitivity had been enhanced by the powerful herbs running through his system and he basked in the thrilling sensation her touch sent through him.

“Darling, I’m not quite sure you know what that does to me.” He murmured, his voice just above a whisper but laced with excitement. His eyes snapped open when he heard Wren’s response, her lips skimming his ear, hot breath tickling him on the exhale.

“Oh, I do.” She whispered just before enveloping his ear in her mouth and shocking a gasp from the rogue, so similar to the one he'd uttered last night that it set her body aflame. “And I’m not as fragile as you think I am, either.”

At that tempting invitation, Astarion turned and crashed his lips into hers once more, desperate to drown in the familiar taste. Strawberries and smoke rings flooded his senses. Wren eagerly responded to his advances, her lips parting to welcome his tongue as he delved into her mouth, fraught with the desire to explore its depths. His hand found her hip, where he grasped as the kiss deepened, unleashing the tides of their mutual arousal.

Astarion broke away from the half-elf's lips and trailed kisses down her neck, just behind her ear, extracting a low, satisfied purr from the ranger. His hand walked the distance from her hip up to her chest before cupping the underside of her breast with long, pale fingers. The thin material of her chemise aided the rogue in finding the centrally located nub on her pert breasts. He teased Wren's nipple between thin, dexterous fingers and pulled a keening sound from her lips, the sound so deliciously tempting that his entire mind fixed itself on forcing that noise from her once more.

"Little bird..." The pale elf whispered, voice all gravel and lust as he continued his ministrations and the gentle kisses he placed along her neck, teeth just grazing his favorite spot where her pulse fluttered with excitement. "I could devour you right here and now, but perhaps we should make our way to your tent."

Wren pulled the rogue into another kiss before grabbing his hand and practically running to her tent, both of them half-stumbling in their intoxicated state. What further surprises did the two of them have in store for one another? The night was still young, and had much to tell.

[arachnnea]

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‎‎i'm gaia ! 19- she/her/hers - cet timezone

i've been roleplaying for about ten years now on different websites, but i just recently started using my tumblr account more and decided to find +18 partners here too !

— my writing style is third person and very descriptive since i enjoy paying attention to detail. my reply length can vary from 3-4 paragraphs to novella, but i like to adapt to my partners and i will most definitely match your length/style!

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— i prefer oc x oc pairings and original universes, though i will also roleplay in fandom/ canon universes, but only with original characters and as long as i am familiar with said fandom and it interests me. some of the fandoms i'm familiar with are harry potter, resident evil, the hunger games, the 100 and twilight!

— all pairings all welcome, but i prefer mxf pairings since i am more comfortable writing as female characters. i enjoy playing more than one character per roleplay, so mumu roleplays are more than welcome!

— some of my favorite genres: angst, drama, romance, crime, horror, western, folklore, gothic, apocalypse, dystopian. i also enjoy more casual settings and stories since i consider myself to be a very flexible writer, so any genre that you might propose will interest me! i much prefer to include smut in my roleplays, though plot comes first for me and i'd like these scenes to appear naturally following the course of the story.

— i have very few triggers since i enjoy including dark themes/elements in my roleplays (angst, death, stalking, blood...).

— i prefer to create new ocs for each of my roleplays, sharing pinterest boards, playlists and headcanons/blurbs, so i'd very much appreciate it if you're someone who likes to do this as well !!

thank you so much for reading! like this post, dm me or add me on discord if you're interested :) !!

[thekitsunesiren]

Looking for Roleplay Partners

About Me:

Descriptive Roleplayer. My minimum is five computer lines and I can write up to two paragraphs when really interested invested to an rp. (My Writing Samples)​

I rp 1x1, and not groups. I've tried it several times, and it became hard to follow so I really don't do them.​

I am Eastern Daylight Time, but different time zones are completely fine with me. The more partners the better! :)​

I am looking for long term roleplay partners that I can be able to talk, plot and rp with.​

I love to plan out roleplays and make tons of headcanons and such as we go!​

I roleplay in third person. First and second just feels weird to me.​

I rp oc x oc (original only) and oc x canon. Canon x canon really doesn't keep my interest for long so I avoid it when I can.​

We can double up or do one on one. If we do the latter, I have a preference of playing my oc or being the female lead.​

For all fandoms I am apart of, I have an descriptive oc at the ready for whenever I rp. The same if we roleplayed an original storyline/setting.​

Some fandoms have their own storylines and plots to go with them as well!​

For some roleplays, I know some people like to take the romantic route, but I'm open to any. You can do romantic, platonic, or even familial routes with any character when we roleplay.

Fandom-wise, I'm also a big fan of crossover roleplays as well. But that can be up for you to decide.​

I'm always open to listening to my partner and their boundaries. So if there's something about an rp that makes you uncomfortable, we can work a ways around it to solve the problem.​

I have the preference of building up to a scene instead of just jumping into it. Whether it be casual or sexual.​

I don't like love triangles, but i'm open to polyamorous relationships in rps. I can play up to three partners.​

Preferred Genres:

Romance

Action/Adventure

Slice of Life

Drama

Comedy

Friendship/Platonic

Big NOS:

I do not enjoy being ghosted. If you don't want to continue roleplaying, or there's something about my style you don't like, please tell me instead of just never replying again.

I will have no homophobic, transphobic or any other negative talk about anything from my partner. If that is an attitude that you are going to have, I'd rather not rp with you.

Communication is a big thing with me. So if you want to be my partner, do not just message me and start commanding me on what to do. if you have something in mind, please tell me and we can plan it out together, but bossing me around before we even start is going to make me not want to rp with you.

I will not do horror or historical based storylines.

It isn't a big no, but I'm not a big fan of triangles.

Fandoms:

Anime:

Naruto

Naruto Shippuden

Overlord (Season 4)

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

Food Wars: Shokugeki no Soma

That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Boku no Hero Academia

Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid

Hetalia

Cartoons:

Danny Phantom

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Tv & Movies:

Marvel Cinematic Universe

DC Extended Universe

Rise of the Guardians

Kingsman

Riddick Series

Harry Potter Series

The Walking Dead

Video Games:

Undertale

Cuphead: Don't Deal with the Devil

Dragon Raja

Genshin Impact

Pokemon (All Games, Regions, Shows, etc.)

Crossover Ideas: (Either Original Ideas or Ideas Gained by Reading Fanfics :) )

Danny Phantom x Dc

Danny Phantom x Marvel

Danny Phantom x Gravity Falls

Danny Phantom x The Walking Dead

Danny Phantom x Boku no Hero Academia

Danny Phantom x Stranger Things

Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid x Harry Potter

Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid x Genshin Impact

Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid x Marvel/Dc

That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime x Marvel/Dc

That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime x BNHA

Harry Potter x Marvel

Harry Potter x Dc

Harry Potter x Criminal Minds

Harry Potter x The Walking Dead

Kingsman x The Walking Dead

Kingsman x Marvel

Plenty more can be up for debate if you're interested.

And that is it!! If you read through my entire forum and liked what you saw, do not be afraid to dm me. If not on here, you can find me on discord @ IcyFoxy18#6849. I hope I can find plenty of partners and that we all get along. And don't be afraid to ask me any questions.

[lookingforrppartnersblog]

Hello I’m going back to my TVD/TO era so I’m currently in search for either discord servers or 1x1 roleplays.

About me:

- she/her, 27 (please be 18+ as I don’t roleplay with minors), gmt+2

- I write in past tense, 3rd pov, I use tupper

- I can write from 1-4 paragraphs, I usually adapt to my partner (I love good rapid fire 🔥 tho!)

- I adore ooc, sending gifs, pics I found on Pinterest, just do anything to keep each other motivated and inspired!

- I prefer to write a female character

Ships I’d love to write (The Vampire Diaries/The Originals)

- Klaus Mikaelson x Caroline Forbes

- Klaus Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall

- Elijah Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall

- Stefan Salvatore x Caroline Forbes

- Klaus Mikaelson x OC (!!!!!!!!!)

Other fandoms, characters I’d like to write about:

- Harry Styles

- Niall Horan

- Austin Butler

- Ryan Gosling

- Joe Jonas

- Ben Barnes

- OCs are also welcome 🤗

Slice of life, drama, angst, fluff, comfort - I want it all!

[prpfs]

🕊️💌 hello! i'm gaia ! 19- she/her/hers, i've been roleplaying for about ten years now on different websites, but i just recently started using my tumblr account more and decided to find +18 partners here too !

— my writing style is third person and very descriptive since i enjoy paying attention to detail. my reply length can vary from 3-4 paragraphs to novella, but i like to adapt to my partners and i will most definitely match your length/style!

— i roleplay exclusively on discord. you can always add and dm me if you're interested @ lutolilium !

— i prefer oc x oc pairings and original universes, though i will also roleplay in fandom/ canon universes, but only with original characters and as long as i am familiar with said fandom and it interests me. some of the fandoms i'm familiar with are harry potter, resident evil, the hunger games, the 100 and twilight!

— all pairings all welcome, but i prefer mxf pairings since i am more comfortable writing as female characters. i enjoy playing more than one character per roleplay, so mumu roleplays are more than welcome!

— some of my favorite genres: angst, drama, romance, crime, horror, western, folklore, gothic, apocalypse, dystopian. i also enjoy more casual settings and stories since i consider myself to be a very flexible writer, so any genre that you might propose will interest me! i much prefer to include smut in my roleplays, though plot comes first for me and i'd like these scenes to appear naturally following the course of the story.

— i have very few triggers since i enjoy including dark themes/elements in my roleplays (angst, death, stalking, blood...).

— i prefer to create new ocs for each of my roleplays, sharing pinterest boards, playlists and headcanons/blurbs, so i’d very much appreciate it if you’re someone who likes to do this as well !!

thank you so much for reading! like this post, dm me or add me on discord if you're interested :) !!

discord: lutolilium

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

The Other Evans Girl [Part Seven]

Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauder’s Era]

Pairing: Sirius Black x Original Female Character, Sirius Black x Daisy Evans, James Potter x Lily Evans

Characters: Sirius Black, Original Female Character, Daisy Evans, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Marlene McKinnon, Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix LeStrange, Walburga Black, Orion Black, Jasper Thicknesse, Barty Crouch Jr, Mulciber, Walden McNair

Word Count: 2758

Rating: Teen

Summary: Hogwarts is a safe haven, a home for many, but it’s often a place where heartache, love and complex emotions dwell and none know that better than the Marauders. Lily Evans just wants to make it out as a successful witch though the oncoming war and the ongoing advances of James Potter threaten that. Daisy Evans, her twin, has other goals. Join the Evans sisters as they make their way through Hogwarts, prepare for war and eventually find love.

Tags/ Warnings: Hogwarts, Friends, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Marauder’s Era, Teenage Angst, Babies, Weddings, Dating, Crying, Loss of Virginity, First Wizarding War, Love, Kissing, Teenagers, James Potter is a bit of a dick, Hogsmeade, 1970s, Fighting, Loss of Parents, Grief, Babies, Injuries, Gore, Harm, Christmas,  The Potter’s Mansion // Daisy’s Dress // NYE Lily’s Dress // NYE Daisy’s Dress // Lily’s Ring // Daisy’s Ring

LINK TO AO3 // LINK TO PINTEREST // LINK TO ALL PARTS

Summer 1975

‘Daisy hurry up!’ Lily yelled from where she was waiting impatiently at the foot of the stairs, unable to tell if she had actually heard her given that the radio was still blaring from their room. As she checked her watch again she grumbled. She hated her sister sometimes, well, not her sister but the differences between them. Whilst Lily was always prompt and on time Daisy could never seem to get herself together until the last moment something she could hear her sister doing now, rattling around her room as she tried to get herself ready to leave. As she heard the radio shut off Lily glanced at her watch once more as if it was somehow going to be earlier than it had been a second ago. They were supposed to be down at the meeting place in two minutes and it was at least a ten-minute walk, she could see the look on Severus’s face now.

‘Sorry, sorry, sorry,’ Daisy said as she came bounding down the stairs pausing as she reached the bottom of them and looking at Lily who hadn’t moved to leave yet despite them being late. ‘What?’ she said curiously, watching as Lily’s eyes roved over her attire. She was wearing jeans and a T-shirt, one that looked tighter than it was meant to be given that she had knotted against her stomach, ever so stylishly. Her blond locks flowed in waves and her subtle makeup was covered by red heart-shaped shades that took up half her face. ‘Nothing,’ Lily shrugged, as she moved towards the door, suddenly feeling the need to analyse her own outfit of brown cords and a flowy white shirt. Neither of them was dressed up fancy, they didn’t need to be after all they were only meeting Severus and going for a walk by the canal, something they had done a thousand times, yet Lily felt her outfit was lacking somehow.

See, over the summer Daisy had seemed to flourish. Whilst she had spent the past couple of years tucked away in the common room or library hiding from whatever gossip was being flung around about her (thanks to James and his cronies) now she seemed confident and happy. She had taken style tips from Marlene which she used to accentuate her wardrobe, ditching the boyish clothes for garments more chic and stylish. She had also changed physically. She was a little taller now, only a couple of inches shorter than Lily, and her physique had become more womanly. These changes had definitely taken hold of her and spurred her on with confidence. And though Lily was thankful for it she couldn’t deny it made her feel a little inferior.

‘Come on then,’ Daisy said, bouncing past her and out into the garden. Lily followed quickly opting to forget her insecurities as there was no way she’d have chance to go in and change anyway given how late they were. Yet as they made it up the garden path they were slowed further as a car pulled up onto the curb outside their house, Petunia emerging from it a second later followed quickly by her plump, ruddy-faced boyfriend. Lily sighed internally, cursing not only one sister but two for making her late, but nevertheless she stopped, not wanting to be rude as she said, ‘Hi Tuney.’ ‘Hello Lily, Daisy,’ Petunia greeted, ‘are mummy and daddy home?’ ‘Yeah they’re outside in the garden,’ Lily said glancing at Daisy who had been stood there silently evidently not as pressed with manners as her counterpart. Well at least she didn’t seem to be until she greeted, ‘Tuney, Vermin.’

‘It’s Vernon,’ the man said gruffly which made Petunia’s neck turn purple and a smile come to Daisy’s face. Lily elbowed her sister in the ribs. ‘Don’t be rude,’ she said in a whisper praying Petunia wouldn’t take the mocking too badly considering they didn’t have time for an argument. ‘She knows very well what it is,’ her sister sneered, ‘she just thinks she is funny.’ ‘I don’t think I know,’ Daisy countered. ‘Well I agree with the first bit,’ Lily said earning herself an elbow in return.

‘Anyway,’ Petunia said with a smug smile, ‘nothing will annoy me today.’ ‘Wanna bet? I’m happy to stick around and disprove that,’ Daisy said though her words were overlapped by Lily who was trying to diffuse the tension. ‘Whys that?’ Lily asked.

Petunia said nothing and instead stuck a bony hand out in front of her sister’s nose. Thereupon her long, spindly finger was a ring. A simple gold band with a substantial diamond cemented in the middle. Daisy wanted to vomit at the smugness plastered all over her sister’s face and even more, as her fiancé came up to her side and kissed her gruffly on the cheek.

‘Lovely,’ Lily said, ‘congratulations.’ ‘Thank you,’ Vernon said. ‘Yeah, congratulations you two. I mean wow a wedding! What’s next? A house? A baby? How magic,’ Daisy said her voice dripping in sarcasm. The purple tinge on Petunia’s neck was now gone. In fact, all the colour had now gone from her complexion. While the twins had been away at school Petunia had done quite a swell job convincing her new beau that her family was quite normal. However, since they had returned for the summer she had been mortified at him finding anything out and thus had tried to keep Vernon as far away from their home as possible. The twins hadn’t minded this as it meant they were unbothered by the older sister most of the time but when she was home their lives were intolerable. Lily dealt with it by getting out of the house often with Daisy in tow but her younger sister had used her newfound confidence to tease her sister mercilessly.

‘We think so,’ Vernon said with a smile not picking up on the hint Daisy had left hanging in the air. ‘Yes, let’s get inside snookums,’ Petunia said ignoring her sister’s giggles, ‘I can’t wait to tell mummy and daddy the news.’

And with that, she strode off with Vernon bumbling behind her leaving the twins in her wake trying to stifle their laughter. Once they were completely out of sight the twins started walking down the road towards town where no doubt Severus would be waiting for them with a good bout of reprimanding lined up though admittedly it would probably only be Daisy who received it. Neither of them seemed to be focused on that though, no, as they walked silently down to the village, the only sound to be heard was the crunching of gravel underfoot it seemed that there was only one thing on their mind.

‘I can’t believe she’s getting married,’ Daisy said as they got out of their neighbourhood, joining the main road towards the village. ‘Why not?’ Lily replied looking towards her twin whose face fell into one of disbelief at her reply. ‘She’s seventeen! Not to mention he’s horrible and she’s determined for him not to know about our ‘affliction’,’ Daisy said with derision. Lily paused for a moment before she responded. ‘Well, loads of people get married straight out of Hogwarts so she’s not that mad,’ Lily said. ‘Mad to marry him though,’ Daisy wagered. Lily hid a small smile. ‘Yeah, you’ve got me there,’ she conceded. Again the conversation lulled, both of them thinking about the prospects of marriage, both of them shuddering at the idea of marriage to Vernon Dursley. Yet as Daisy thought something about her sister’s words niggled at her and she found herself saying, ‘so… you’re planning to get married straight out of school huh?’

She glanced at Lily who had a pink tinge on her cheeks at the question. They were nearing the high street now and Severus was in view now though his back was to them which meant he wouldn’t know if they slowed down and this conversation had intrigued her enough to want to. As she slowed Lily did too.

‘Sev’s waiting,’ she pressed, motioning her to keep moving and when she didn’t she sighed and said, ‘what?’

‘Answer the question,’ Daisy said.

‘What question?’ Lily said her gaze darting down the lane, watching Severus as he glanced at his watch.

‘Are you going to get married straight out of school?’ Daisy said.

‘I don’t know,’ Lily said exasperatedly, ‘I mean I don’t even have a boyfriend.’

‘But if you did?’ Daisy asked.

‘I don’t know maybe. Look I wasn’t saying I want to get married at seventeen I’m just saying it’s not that mental I suppose. I mean I guess when you find that person what does it matter when you get married right? At seventeen or bloody seventy,’ Lily said. Daisy allowed her words to marinate for a moment before she slung her arm over her sister’s shoulder and said, ‘aw you big softy.’ ‘Oh shut it you,’ Lily said with a smile, happy to accept the teasing so long as it made her sister’s feet move. ‘You’re just gonna up and leave me to it?’ she goaded. ‘Like you’d survive without me,’ Lily said, ‘if anything I’ll need the extra support to put up with you.’ ‘Charming,’ Daisy giggled, ‘don’t worry I’m sure Sev will love putting up with me as a sister-in-law!’ ‘Don’t be mean,’ Lily said, dropping her voice as Severus was nearly in earshot, ‘Sev and I are just friends you know that.’ ‘Not through lack of trying,’ her sister snorted. ‘Well, he can try all he wants, thank you very much,’ she said, and before Daisy could tease her any more she strode ahead making it to Severus and greeting him before Daisy could catch up and by the time Daisy reached them, he had already broken into his tirade about their tardiness though Lily was able to calm him as she explained the reason they were late was Petunia’s announcement.

That revelation seemed to dispel whatever irritation had mounted during in his waiting and it carried the conversation for a good while as they walked through the village and down to the canal before eventually looping back towards the high street. However once it had been fully dissected from every angle the talk sound devolved into preparing to head back to school.

‘At least this year we get to learn about curses,’ Severus said as they turned back onto the street. ‘Sev you know I don’t like it when you talk about nasty things like that,’ Lily chastised. Severus’ pallid skin reddened for a moment. ‘Well it’s true,’ Severus said, ‘maybe if we got taught proper hexes people would think twice about attacking others in the corridor.’ ‘Well I don’t think anyone should be attacking anyone,’ Lily said dismissively. ‘Doesn’t stop them,’ Severus grumbled, a comment that he seemed to intend to be unheard yet Daisy caught it, their eyes meeting as she looked at him sadly. He looked away quickly after that which made the pity she had been feeling for him grow tenfold. It was an odd feeling. When they were younger she couldn’t understand why he couldn’t just stick up for himself, why he let Potter and his cronies walk all over him, but that was because she had been blinded by Potter’s charm. Once that illusion had been broken she’d found herself bonding with Severus over a mutual hatred. Of course he still irritated her and she didn’t have the same affection for him that Lily did but they had grown closer over the last year or so. And so when he voiced sentences like that she couldn’t help but feel her heart strings tug. Lily’s would’ve too no doubt if she had been paying attention but she seemed to be in her own world, looking into the store window beside her.

‘Oh my god!’ she shrieked moving closer to the window Daisy now noticed was a book shop. ‘Jesus Lil,’ Daisy said as an old woman walking her dog tutted as she passed. ‘What?’ Severus asked but Lily wasn’t listening to them as she had her face almost pressed up against the window.

‘They’ve got a new book I’ve been dying to read!’ Lily said excitedly. ‘Don’t you have enough books?’ Daisy sighed. ‘You never have enough books! Besides, I saw a review of this in the paper and it’s great apparently! Even you might like it, Dais,’ she said pointing to a book that had its own display in the window. In the midst of several others was a shiny covered book with the title ‘The Worst Witch’. Daisy and Severus smirked at one another. ‘Are you coming in?’ Lily asked, looking towards her sister. ‘No, thanks,’ Daisy said with a shrug. Lily looked at Severus. ‘You know I don’t like muggle books,’ he said. ‘Suit yourselves,’ Lily said as she quickly darted inside the shop. Once she was inside Daisy and Severus watched the door she had disappeared through for a moment before Daisy cleared her throat and said, ‘come on. She’ll be in there for ages let’s have a sit-down.’

Before Severus could argue she strutted away from him and across the street to the empty bus stop that was opposite them. Fortunately there was no one waiting and given that the buses only tended to come through their sleepy little village once an hour it was unlikely they’d be disturbed so both of them took a seat on the sun-warmed metal bench. They sat in silence for a moment, both of them watching Lily through the window of the shop opposite as she scanned every shelf excitedly and the pile of books started growing higher under her arm, until finally Severus asked, ‘so are you all packed for school yet?’

‘No way,’ Daisy chuckled. ‘Yeah me either,’ he mused, ‘I bet Lily’s packed though.’ ‘For over a week,’ she grinned. ‘She’s always prepared that one,’ he chuckled, ‘you feeling alright about going back?’ ‘Yeah, course you?’ she replied not realising how he might not have the same excitement she had until she watched him drop his gaze to his shoes, offering her a mere shrug in response.

‘S’pose,’ he said eventually. ‘Maybe this year will be better,’ she reasoned, offering him a small smile as he looked up at her. ‘Of course, you say that. I mean you’re all,’ he said gesturing vaguely in her direction. ‘What?’ Daisy said looking down at her own body as if there was going to be a neon sign pointing out what he was getting at. ‘Nothing bad it’s just you’re different. More confident. Fitter,’ he said making Daisy blush. Severus seemed to realise what his words meant and he continued hurriedly over the awkwardness of it, muttering, ‘it’s just… you’re hardly going to struggle this year. I bet even Potter will be tripping over himself to get you back on side.’ ‘Shame I’d rather stick pins in my eyes. Besides just because I’m a little different now doesn’t mean that all my problems will go away…I’ve just decided I’m going to worry about them a little less,’ she said. ‘Hard not to care when you’re being hexed to dangle from one of the Quidditch Hoops overnight,’ he sneered. Daisy’s face fell into a scowl as she remembered the event. Though Severus had explained what happened there was no proof and Potter and his gang had gotten away with it. It was diabolical but she couldn’t blame the teachers she supposed, their hands were tied. At that thought an idea popped into her head. The teachers could only act when they had concrete proof something bad had happened, maybe they just needed help securing the proof.

‘Well maybe we make sure they’re different this year too,’ Daisy said with a cunning smile. ‘Oh yeah? How do you propose we do that?’ he said bitterly. ‘We care a little less and we make sure that Potter and his friends don’t bother us at all,’ she said. ‘The only way they’ll do that is if they’re not in school and I don’t see how-’ Severus said, going quiet mid-sentence before his face broke into a smile. ‘They can’t ruin Hogwarts if they don’t go there anymore,’ Daisy said with a smile.

‘Sorry about the time,’ Lily said pulling them out of their conversation as she landed on the curb in front of them, a carrier bag now in hand. As she looked between them she sensed she had missed something and so asked, ‘what have I missed?’

SIRIUS BLACK/SERIES TAGS

@maeisafangirl @mysteriouslydelicateface @caitlin1996 @imthebadguyyy

[orion-lake]

Happy New Year! I wanted to shout out “some” posts of 2022 that I really loved. I want to say thank you to all fellow gif makers to put in the time and effort to share their creations. 

Please do not feel bad if you’re not on the list. I have a running queue on my blog, so my post number per month is fairly huge. So I may just have missed your post. 

Feel free to share, and please, if you like a post, please reblog and share the love.

January 2022

Morgana Pendragon ▶ Season 3, Episode 02: “The Tears of Uther Pendragon: Part Two” - @katieskeep

YENNEFER APPRECIATION WEEK | favorite outfit - @yenvengerberg

— New Year’s Day by Taylor Swift - @antoniosvivaldi

WOLF MOON | S1E1 - @teenwolfgifs

February 2022

‘cause we never go out of style… - @jumpthensfall

HAPPY 32ND BIRTHDAY TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT - @newrcmantlcs

March 2022

the wheel of time gifset - @scinnlaece​

allison argent gifset - @bericas​

bau ladies + tarot cards - @cabotism (deactivated)

HARRY POTTER film series based on the novels by the same name (2001-2011) - @yourstarfuckerworld  (deactivated)

stiles stilinski & lydia martin TEEN WOLF (2011-2017) - @crazysjane (deactivated)

MISTY & NATALIE in Yellowjackets | Season One [insp] - @queencalanthes

April 2022

Charmed | Patty & Prue & Piper | Head Above Water - @littletonpace

NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES: The Marauders - @some-people-call-it-tragic

Man the boundaries. Protect us. Do your duty to our school. - @hermoiine

THE DORA MILAJE aka “THE ADORED ONES” - @rachelschu (deactivated)

May 2022

ALL MY GIRLS LIKE TO FIGHT. - @bericas

↳ ingrid, the snow queen - @thewildmother

hogwarts houses common rooms aes - @ostara-goddess

harry potter meme: [1/3] colours. teal - @19-17

laura’s 10k celebration (top 30 ships as voted by my followers) ✵ 21 ➳ buffy summers & spike - @katherineebishop

HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE (2009) dir. David Yates - @mike-mills

June 2022

i got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined - @learned-civility

the big seven + planets symbolism (insp.) - @hermiione

July 2022

doctor who appreciation week day three ☆ favorite season/era  - @benoitblanc

Taylor Swift in 2021 - @wishfulthinkinglove

AU SPUFFY - they can be a romcom if they want - - @l0veisntbrains

taylor swift gifset - @treachreous

August 2022

Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) - @drsattlers

↳ SCOOBY-DOO (2002) dir. Raja Gosnell - @wakandasforever

— Taylor Swift on 💜 Last Kiss 💜 - @antoniosvivaldi

September 2022

#MetalMonday | ✟ Rest in Peace ✟ (Dorothy) - @x--daughters-of-darkness--x

October 2022

TEEN WOLF APPRECIATION WEEK ☽ day one: female character(s) - @unspokenstydia

MERLINWEEK2022 | DAY 02 Favourite scene or season : season 04 (insp) - @thebookluvrr1816

#the journey - @payidaresque

MERLIN WEEK 2022 day 1: favourite character ➛ arthur pendragon + dnd character sheet (in/sp.) - @arthurpendragonns

DAILYMARVELSTUDIOS 5K CELEBRATION: FAVORITE MARVEL DYNAMIC - @dailymarvelstudios

November 2022

Bridgerton Siblings + Love Interest - @marlenadia

laura’s 11k celebration (top 40 characters as voted by my followers) ✵ 40 ➳ emma swan - @katherineebishop

Grace & Frankie + final scenes - @jakeperalta

Vampire Appreciation Week [2022] October 27th ~ Favourite Vampire/Vampire Dynamic - @sulietsexual

Bridgerton Couples + Tropes - @marlenadia

VAMPIRE APPRECIATION WEEK 2022 - day one: favorite vampire CAROLINE FORBES - The Vampire Diaries (2009-2017) - @naiey

December 2022

EDWINA & KATE SHARMA — The Sun & The Moon - @gifshistorical

WEDNESDAY CHARACTERS as TAYLOR SWIFT ALBUMS - @reputayswift

favorite non-romantic dynamic MISS EDWINA AND QUEEN CHARLOTTE - @edwinadaily

WEDNESDAY (2022) + RAINBOW - @usergif

marvel characters - @annelisters

WELL! THE PLAN HAS SOME FLAWS, ADMITTEDLY. - @phoebehalliwell

Favorite Romantic Pairing — Colin and Penelope Bridgerton - @wandarogers

WEDNESDAY: SEASON 1 (2022) - @vanessacarlysle

[roleplayfinder]

Hey! I am looking for 21+ NOVELLA writers. Please be able to write 5 or 6 paragraphs. I'm tired of people claiming novella and then giving me one or two. I love detail and plot and excitement. I write 3rd person pov and past tense. Please have a similar writing style. I require a writing sample also.

I only do FxF right now but can do MxF if it's the right vibes. I am looking for a few niche ships in some fandoms. I am also okay with oc x oc. The first character is who I will write as and the second is who I'm looking for!

The Handmaid's Tale:

OC x OC

Harry Potter:

Narcissa Black x Lily Evans

Narcissa Black x Alice Fortescue

Narcissa Black x OC

Game of Thrones

Dothraki female OC x OC

Star Trek:

Sarek x Amanda

Spock x Nyota

T'Pring x Nyota

Vulcan OC x Human OC

**ATLA**

Princess Azula x Sokka

Princess Azula x Suki

Princess Azula x Katara

Princess Azula x OC

I also have some original characters for original verses as well. :)

Thanks! Hope to hear from you!

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[ao3feed-larry]

Don't Let Me Go

by cocoflavoredd, Miss Singer (cocoflavoredd)

Harry Styles is a guest judge on the X-Factor beside his husband, Louis Tomlinson, and a contestant (who happens to be their daughter) sings one of Harry's songs, one Harry hasn't heard or thought about since he released it to the public, one he wrote for his husband in the early days of One Direction when they weren't allowed to be free.

Words: 948, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band), X Factor (UK) RPF

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Original Female Character(s), Original Tomlinson Child(ren)

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: X Factor Judge Louis Tomlinson, Established Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Father-Daughter Relationship, kid reveal

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/81kETpH

[roleplayermeet]

I’m looking for a rp partner.

Most important:

-Please be active. If you tend to reply once a week/every two weeks please do not reach out. I understand that we have our lives but I’m always able to find time at least once a day to reply and I do expect the same from my partner.

-Only 18+ people. I don’t mind NSFW however I prefer fade to black in terms of smut. I might change my mind tho. I’m 18+ myself.

-I write ONLY female characters and I don’t double. I’d rather focus on one plot.

-I roleplay on discord and I use tupper box.

-I don’t ghost people and I don’t want to be ghosted.

-I enjoy out of character talk. I want to be able to chat with my partner about the plot, ideas but also everyday stuff.

Ships I’d like to write:

The Vampire Diaries / The Originals

-Klaus Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall**

-Elijah Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall

-Stefan Salvatore x Caroline Forbes

-Klaus Mikaelson x Caroline Forbes**

-Kol Mikaelson x Davina Claire

Harry Potter

-Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger

Greg’s Anatomy

-Mark Sloan x Lexie Grey

-Derek Shepherd x Meredith Grey

The Good Doctor

-Neil Melendez x Claire Brown

Marvel

-Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr) x Pepper Potts

-Spider-Man (Tom Holland/Andrew Garfield) x MJ

Love Rosie

-Alex Stewart (Sam Claflin) x Rosie Dunne (Lily Collins)

** ships I want to write the most

I prefer to base plots on series/movies but if we could come up with a good plot I’m willing to write my female characters against the following famous people:

-Harry Styles

-Sebastian Stan

-Sam Claflin

-Henry Cavill

Like the post and I’ll get back to you or you can just dm me!

[jaivick678]

Rp in ASOIAF

About me

Male 24. Literate, Detailed and Descriptive writer. I write exclusively in third person past tense, para style and my replies range over a couple or more paras depending on the context. Quality over Quantity and prefer someone engaging rather than reactive and passive who let me do all the work.

Activity - I am fairly active and can give atleast a response per day or more depending on my availability and would prefer someone who can atleast give two responses in a week.

Communication - If you are not interested, say so. If you want to do something else, say so. If you want something, say so.

General Themes - I am a sucker for romance and all of the plots will be based on character development rather than world-building. I am focused on the interaction, growth and memorable moments between the characters rather than the external plot. I have provided some plot ideas which might give a fair idea about my interests in the rp.

Sex - Yes, I adore it and welcomed. It is not the sole focus but it does help the growth of the characters. I don't have many kinks and would prefer if the sex is related to the plot and helps grow the characters. I do not want to break your character or tame her. I don't do excessive violence. I enjoy both sides of it - dark and fluffy romances. No hard limits but I don't prefer the docile, fragile and passive female characters who are overtly submissive.

I prefer realistic face claims. I play multiple characters if needed and expect the same but it isn't necessary.

Discord - EroticFantasy#2137

Potential Ideas.

Fandom -

Harry Potter - Evil Potter x Evil Hermoine. - Even after the death of Voldemort, a part of him still lives inside Harry turning the boy into a sadistic killer who manipulates Hermoine and goes on a killing spree at Hogwarts.

Draco x Hermoine - any plot at any time with any twist.

Harry x Ron x Hermoine - Love Triangle but they all will turn evil.

Game of Thrones - One of my favorite fandoms and I can be persuaded for any pairing.

Robb Stark x Dany - The red wedding did not happen. Robb Stark is alive and Dany joins side with Robb to defeat the white walkers and seize the Iron Throne.

Ramsay x Dany - Instead of sailing to Essos, Dany at the start of the season was found by Ramsay. Noticing her platinum hair, he takes her hostage and enslaves her. He would use her to seize Winterfell by using her dragons. Ramsay will be cruel, sadistic and manipulative.

Robb x Dany - The same prompt above but instead of Ramsay, Robb finds a young naive Dany at Winterfell at the very start of the season. He takes and makes her a maid to conceal her identity. Robb will cute, wholesome and lovely but they will avenge their father together after his death.

Cersei x Jaime - Basically their love life and sneaky sex combined with multiple murders that they have commited. I may also have to play Robert in this one.

Ramsay x Sansa - Self explanatory

Ramsay x Sansa x Arya.

Margaery is also a favorite but not sure about the plot.

Original Plots -

I highly prefer if the setting is medieval.

Princess X BodyGuard - A young princess was forced to be married to a new king but she meets a handsome bodyguard who saved her life. No submissive bratty princesses.

Shared Bride - In a barbaric kingdom ruled by two brothers, they both marry the same bride as part of their customs.

Post- Apocalyptic - Self explanatory - I could be anyone. A cute nerd, a retired military, a 40 year old hiker, a married man and so on.

Pirates - He is a pirate. She is a pirate. They both strike a deal to steal a treasure together. They both are cunning and try to cheat the other.

That's all I guess. Just don't bring overtly submissive characters and add to the plot. I adore romance, possessive characters, jealousy and the meaningful dialogues between characters - just a reminder. I have free time and expect it to last long. So, approach if you are serious. Please do attach some major kinks( if any), favorite plots and any random writing sample of yours. Thanks.

[findingroleplays]

I’m looking for a rp partner.

Most important:

-Please be active. If you tend to reply once a week/every two weeks please do not reach out. I understand that we have our lives but I’m always able to find time at least once a day to reply and I do expect the same from my partner.

-Only 18+ people (I’m over 18). I don’t mind NSFW however I prefer fade to black in terms of smut. I might change my mind tho.

-I write ONLY female characters and I don’t double. I’d rather focus on one plot.

-I roleplay on discord and I use tupper box.

-I don’t ghost people and I don’t want to be ghosted.

-I enjoy out of character talk. I want to be able to chat with my partner about the plot, ideas but also everyday stuff.

Ships I’d like to write:

The Vampire Diaries / The Originals

-Klaus Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall**

-Elijah Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall

-Stefan Salvatore x Caroline Forbes

-Klaus Mikaelson x Caroline Forbes**

-Kol Mikaelson x Davina Claire

Harry Potter

-Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger

Greg’s Anatomy

-Mark Sloan x Lexie Grey

-Derek Shepherd x Meredith Grey

The Good Doctor

-Neil Melendez x Claire Brown

Marvel

-Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr) x Pepper Potts

-Spider-Man (Tom Holland/Andrew Garfield) x MJ

Love Rosie

-Alex Stewart (Sam Claflin) x Rosie Dunne (Lily Collins)

** ships I want to write the most

I prefer to base plots on series/movies but if we could come up with a good plot I’m willing to write my female characters against the following famous people:

-Harry Styles

-Sebastian Stan

-Sam Claflin

-Henry Cavill

Like the post and I’ll get back to you or you can just dm me!

[rpersearch]

I’m looking for a rp partner.

Most important:

-Please be active. If you tend to reply once a week/every two weeks please do not reach out. I understand that we have our lives but I’m always able to find time at least once a day to reply and I do expect the same from my partner.

-Only 18+ people (I’m over 18). I don’t mind NSFW however I prefer fade to black in terms of smut. I might change my mind tho.

-I write ONLY female characters and I don’t double. I’d rather focus on one plot.

-I roleplay on discord and I use tupper box.

-I don’t ghost people and I don’t want to be ghosted.

-I enjoy out of character talk. I want to be able to chat with my partner about the plot, ideas but also everyday stuff.

Ships I’d like to write:

The Vampire Diaries / The Originals

-Klaus Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall**

-Elijah Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall

-Stefan Salvatore x Caroline Forbes

-Klaus Mikaelson x Caroline Forbes**

-Kol Mikaelson x Davina Claire

Harry Potter

-Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger

Greg’s Anatomy

-Mark Sloan x Lexie Grey

-Derek Shepherd x Meredith Grey

The Good Doctor

-Neil Melendez x Claire Brown

Marvel

-Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr) x Pepper Potts

-Spider-Man (Tom Holland/Andrew Garfield) x MJ

Love Rosie

-Alex Stewart (Sam Claflin) x Rosie Dunne (Lily Collins)

** ships I want to write the most

I prefer to base plots on series/movies but if we could come up with a good plot I’m willing to write my female characters against the following famous people:

-Harry Styles

-Sebastian Stan

-Sam Claflin

-Henry Cavill

Like the post and I’ll get back to you or you can just dm me!

-

[rphunter]

Hello I’m going back to my TVD/TO era so I’m currently in search for either discord servers or 1x1 roleplays.

About me:

- she/her, 27 (please be 18+ as I don’t roleplay with minors), gmt+2

- I write in past tense, 3rd pov, I use tupper

- I can write from 1-4 paragraphs, I usually adapt to my partner (I love good rapid fire 🔥 tho!)

- I adore ooc, sending gifs, pics I found on Pinterest, just do anything to keep each other motivated and inspired!

- I prefer to write a female character

Ships I’d love to write (The Vampire Diaries/The Originals)

- Klaus Mikaelson x Caroline Forbes

- Klaus Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall

- Elijah Mikaelson x Hayley Marshall

- Stefan Salvatore x Caroline Forbes

- Klaus Mikaelson x OC (!!!!!!!!!)

Other fandoms, characters I’d like to write about:

- Harry Styles

- Niall Horan

- Ryan Gosling

- Joe Jonas

- Ben Barnes

- OCs are also welcome 🤗

Slice of life, drama, angst, fluff, comfort - I want it all!

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