#stepson!harry

[gurugirl]

Would U ever do a good boy harry like prologue kinda takes place before the series where harry likes hear her moaning in her sleep and starts wanking to her on the other side of the wall or something

Well I'm a sucker for this kind of thing... not really a true prologue but YES WHY NOT. Written very fast! Thank you to the anon who suggested this 🙈

Summary: Harry's stepmom is moaning in her bedroom and Harry can't help himself.

Word Count: 1,074

Warning: masturbation, slight exhibitionist kink, inappropriate relationship/fantasy, this is stepmom!reader x stepson!harry (everyone is an adult here - I do not write smut with minors just as a reminder!)

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Harry tried not to think about her that way. About his stepmom. God, she was hot. Just a bit older than he was with the cutest laugh and the way she would twirl her fingers in his long hair every time he went to his dad's to visit would drive him crazy.

And only an hour before she was trying to get him to let her braid it. So he let her a little but his dick was expanding in his joggers and he got up halfway through and apologized, running off to his bedroom before she could get a peek at what was happening to his cock. He had to finish himself to the image of her licking her lips and looking at him with her pretty doe eyes.

What was wrong with him? Aside from the fact that he was a virgin still. An adult in college who hadn't yet gotten laid. Perhaps that was why he was so hard up for her. But it wasn't like she was the only girl to ever give him any kind of attention. It's just that Y/n's attention was so innocent. The sweet hugs and subtle touches. The conversations about nothing and the way she'd be wearing the shortest goddamn shorts after tennis all sweaty and gulping down her water in the kitchen without care. Which always had him running up to his room and wanking off like a damn teenager.

But at that moment? With the house dark and quiet he could hear her in her bedroom. Yes her bedroom. She and his father didn't share a room. It was an odd arrangement but Harry knew better than to ask too many questions. All he knew was that if she were his he’d have her in his bed next to him every night. But of course, she wasn’t his. She was his dad’s wife.

He wasn't completely sure that what he was hearing was what he thought he was hearing. Little moans. Soft and breathy. Her door was cracked open and so was his.

Another long sigh from her had him sitting up in bed and straining to hear more. He knew his father was in his own bedroom and long asleep so she wasn't with him.

"Mmmm..." it was muffled and quiet but the house was also quiet and Harry couldn't mistake the sound. He closed his eyes and laid his head back into his pillow.

He'd tried and failed so many times to keep his thoughts out of the gutter with her but he'd already had full-on fantasies about her before. And he figured she'd never find out that he could hear her. What was the harm if he could just stroke himself a little while she moaned? No one had to know.

Harry pulled his tissue box next to himself on his bed and spit into his palm. His cock was already hard. Pathetic when he really thought about it. Because he'd already fucked his fist and nutted not that long before thinking about Y/n.

When he smoothed his hand down his shaft he parted his lips and spread his legs, long strokes up and down his length as he heard another gasp from her room. Smoothing his thumb over his slit he felt he was already dripping for her. Precome pushing from his tip. He pulled the moisture down himself and used his other hand to fondle his balls and he whimpered into his pillow after he flipped himself to his tummy. He didn't want her to hear him the way he could hear her.

He rutted down into his fist, his face heating up and heart pounding as her own little moans grew more frequent. He could almost see her in his mind’s eye. Pretty body, all soft and supple, perked nipples dancing over wobbly soft tits as she slid her fingers over her pussy that he would give almost anything to look at. He wondered if she was using a toy or just her hands. Wondered if she was humping a pillow or who she was imagining. Did she look at porn to get herself in the mood? Had she gotten turned on from braiding his hair earlier? Unlikely, he thought to himself.

Fucking down into his fist he imagined her body under his, imagined he was dipping into her sweet hole and bringing those noises to her lips, making her gush as she raked her nails down his back.

"Fuck me..." he whispered with his mouth smashed into his pillow as he felt his balls tighten and his insides get all sticky and mushy and hot.

He quickly pulled a wad of tissues from the box and laid them down over the mattress and went back to his desperate strokes as his stepmom gasped and panted, the sound of what he thought could be her coming had his brain spinning and his cock throbbing as he beat himself tip to root, over and over again until he was spurting out all the sticky mushy come that had built up in his balls and poured it over the tissues. He moaned loudly just as Y/n's own noises were halted. She'd finished right before he had. If that was in fact what she’d been doing. He had his doubts but what else could it have been?

He breathed heavily as he tugged at his cock one last good stroke before he sat back to his haunches and wiped his hand with the tissues and tossed the mess into his garbage.

The house was silent again and he heard light footsteps over hardwood planks in the floor, “Night Harry,” her soft whispered voice sounded just before he heard her door click close. She'd either just realized her door was cracked open or she knew all along. Harry didn't imagine she'd done it on purpose.

However, the night Harry was something. Wasn’t it? Had she heard him? Did she know he was still awake? Was this a test?

But no. He couldn’t think like that. He was already in too deep with his feelings for his stepmom. She was a nice young woman who was sweet to him. That’s all it was. Nothing more. It would be impossible that she’d find her husband’s son attractive. That she’d just masturbated and let him hear her on purpose. That she wanted to get a rise out of him. Definitely not.

But then again…

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[avalentina]

It better be a whole helluva lot of hot, rough, torturous makeup sex. Harry just edging her for hours. She doesn't deserve crap after toying with his heart strings like that. I also wouldn't be upset if they were to run off together.

@gurugirl quit making me feel things! 😡.

I can never stay mad at you🤣😂😜

[itstimetodrew]

Characters that I constantly flip back and forth between loving and hating I am kissing you on the head (but then also kicking you in the shin)

[spookymulderjr]

Spiral is the Prometheus of the Saw franchise, cause they're both terrible parts and shouldn't have been made lmfao

[maladaptivewriting]

actor regulus black who took the role as willy wonka specifically because his stepson harry potter loves willy wonka and wants to see reggie play him

[missmielyhoran]

Stages of grief

in which Y/N's life crumbles after her husband of 5 years cheats on her...

(Cheating!Harry × Actress!reader)

Masterlist

There are a lot of characters in this. I'm sorry...

• Harry Styles- 28

Singer, songwriter, actor, model, etc etc

Married to Y/N Monet

Children- Amie Monet-Styles, Emiel Monet (Stepson)

• Y/N Monet- 33

Actress, Producer

Married to Harry Styles

Children- Amie Monet-Styles, Emiel Monet

• Hayden Monet- 28

Not married, no kids

• Elliot Martin- 33

Music teacher

Married to Bran Martin

Children- Emiel Monet

• Sebastian Stan- 39

Not married, no kids

Series-

1. Denial

2. Anger

3. Bargaining

4. Depression

5. Acceptance

6. Moving on

Blurbs/Request-

• Stages of love- Harry and Y/N's relationship before Stages of grief

you can send me requests here♡

[annabethchase06]

One of the seriously underrated differences between Percy Jackson and Harry Potter is the involvement of supporting characters. And I particularly mean characters who might not appear special to the reader.

Look at Harry Potter. The only Muggle characters who get some spotlight (and that too, negative) are the Dursleys. Other than that, Muggles hardly play a role in the story. Yes, I know what I'm saying – they don't know magic, how would they help?

They can. Look at Paul Blofis(the best stepdad ever, I had to say that). He can't see through the mist, he barely knows stuff about the world of his stepson but my man really woke up in a warzone and killed a monster like a pro. He couldn't even see the monsters properly, but he was there to help.

I love how mortals are involved in the Percy Jackson series, despite them not sharing the connections to the magical world. Take Sally Jackson, she was always there for her son. I know people will think, "Well, she's the hero's mother." But what about Hermione's parents? We never see them getting actively involved.

Rachel is one of the prime examples of this as well. And her counterpart in Harry Potter is Mrs. Figg. The one time we do see Mrs. Figg helping, it looked like Dumbledore had forced her or something. Rachel Elizabeth Dare flew a helicopter to a warzone, not caring about her own life, knowing she was a mortal and that her special abilities may show her the future, but would not protect her future(her life).

Percy Jackson has got mortals involved in sucha brilliant spotlight and that's one thing I've definitely not seen in Harry Potter. Muggles are either timid, resentful, angry, irritable or evil. One more way in which Rick proved that ANYONE can be a hero, Kudos!

[tiktaalic]

there's something . mainline quirkiness. where people are like. Signaling that they're Unique but ONLY in ways that involve consumption of beaten paths. i hate my stepson jason bumper stickers. do you know what i mean? i'm such a Goblin. it's a spin on the like. 2012 i'm literal trash touch m y butt and buy me pizza if you cant handle me at my fangirl you dont deserve me at my girlfriend. culture. do you know what i'm saying? signifiers of being Funny and Quirky and Having a personality that start and end at a bumper sticker or t-shirt that is pink with raccoons in trash cans. what does this actually tell me about you. nothing. an anime girl sticker tells me something. a harry styles sticker tells me something. #quirky repurposed tweets dont tell me anything except that you think they're funny to put on your car and you want to signal that you're funny and weird. this isnt #problematic it's just something i find annoying as someone pretentious. but i could start swinging and say there's significant overlap between the person described above and the #keepaustinweird crowd who cares about keeping a board game craft brewery open for the culture and talk about preserving the city while being completely checked out about people being pushed out of their neighborhoods and saying heinous shit about unhoused people ruining the vibe or whatever

[danpuff-ao3]

It's been a very Daddyful week for me! 🤭

Good Daddy: fic in the Yes, Daddy series. Snarry with daddy kink + praise kink.

smile with sweet surprise, chapter 4: aka the Stepdad Snape fic. Snarry, stepson/stepdad, underage.

Sugar, Honey, chapter 5: aka the Sugar Daddy fic. Features Sugar Daddy Harry, Quidditch Player Harry, Potioneer Snape, Bottom Snape, and lots of insecurity and tension!

So that's...daddy kink, stepdad, and sugar daddy. What a good week this has been! 😄 For me, at least 😏

[ellorypurebloodculture]

FSF : Fem Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter (unrequited) which ends up in Fem Draco Malfoy/James Potter?

Heiress Dara Malfoy stares in horror at the elegant hair comb in Heir Harry Potter's hand and blurts out, "Absolutely not!" without even thinking, her voice full of disgust.

Harry flinches, his shoulders dropping, and asks, "May I know the reason why?"

Dara thinks of the hair comb in her jewelry box at Malfoy Manor--a griffin mid-flight, solid gold with ruby eyes, which she received from Lord James Potter three months past; apparently, James has yet to inform his son of the identity of the witch he's courting, which is understandable since he spent a decade in mourning after Lady Lily Potter died in an accident in the Department of Mysteries.

"I," Dara pauses, trying to find a tactful way to say 'I'm in love with your father and you're going to be my stepson', but can't quite manage it, so she ends up saying, "I can't return your feelings; my sincere apologies for any pain that causes you."

She curtsies and leaves without waiting for a response; James needs to know about this.

[brainrotdotorg]

re: harry's fiancee being ron stampler. my idea .

kim: ah msr. stampler. i pleasure to meet you. i, ah, didn't hear about you during my and harry's time together in martinese. and you didnt seem to try and get in contact with your fiancee. i was wondering why that is

ron, shaking his hand for an uncomfortable amount of time: ah well i had a bit of an incident of my own you see. i was trapped in an alternate fantasy dimension with three other dads trying to find our sons. er, my stepson, in my case, terry jr. thats why i am physically unable to wear pants

kim, internally: oh god. oh fuck. theyre perfect for each other. oh no

[gurugirl]

A Good Boy | The Morning After

Summary: What happens the morning after Harry and Y/n wake up together. Did Leo hear them? Has their secret been exposed?

A/n: This is the first little check-in to give you guys something to hold on to until I get into some more substantial ones. This is a glimpse of what happens the morning after they've made a commitment to one another while they're still on vacation in Greece. ALSO - This is stepmon!reader x stepson!harry - both are adults in this story but don't read if you don't like it.

Word Count: 2360 (she's short but relevant)

Warning: 18+ only, NSFW, cheating, lying, smut, age gap (-7 years)

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The morning after Tyler had caught them Y/n snuck out of the room first, leaving Harry with a soft kiss and blazing hot cheeks after what they’d just done.

“Where were you?” Leo’s voice suddenly caught her off guard as she gripped the coffee carafe so it didn’t fall from her already shaky hand. Shaky because she had no idea what she was going to be facing once she saw Leo. Had he heard her and Harry?

“I slept in one of the guest rooms. Didn’t want to disturb you when I went to bed because seemed like you really needed to sleep,” she half lied. She was definitely in one of the guest rooms. But she was most certainly not sleeping alone.

“I called for you and everything. Was downstairs looking for you too,” he scratched the back of his head and chuckled, “but I guess I was pretty sloshed. Barely remember much else.”

She gulped down the sand in her throat and licked her lips. So he didn’t hear them. Or if he did he couldn’t remember it.  Either way. This bought her time to get her affairs in order and figure out the best way to break to him the news.

They had been careless the night before but part of her thought that if he did hear them, that would get the ball rolling. Surely that would be one way of delivering the news to Leo. But she preferred to tell him on her own time when they were both ready, prepared. The truth was going to come out. She was in love, and playing around with his son in secret needed to come to an end as soon as possible. Because it was no longer play. They were serious about one another. It was insane but they were going to make it work. However, best after vacation, she figured.

“He didn’t overhear us.” She closed the door to the room Harry was in and stepped toward him.

He let out a breath in relief, “Thank fuck. But now what? What’s the plan for the rest of our time here? And then after?”

Y/n stood to her toes and draped her arms over his shoulder as he grabbed her by her waist, “We’ll tell him after vacation. Once we figure out a plan. I’m not going to be sleeping with him or next to him again. I do need to at least make that clear to him soon.”

“You could bring up Parker to him? Tell him you heard him talking to her.”

Grinning she nodded, “Actually, that’s a great idea. Tell him I know he’s started to get feelings for her. That can be the excuse.”

Leo did try to initiate sex, as was expected, but she’d already made up her mind that she was with Harry. She wouldn’t be sleeping with Leo again. Ever again. And Harry’s idea about using Parker as an excuse was perfect.

“What’s wrong?” Leo asked after she nudged him away from her. He’d tried hugging her and kissing her neck but she moved out of his arms and said no.

“I just…” she had to really put on her best act. Even though she didn’t care one bit about Parker she needed to state what she was about to say in such a way that it would put the kibosh on his advances again, “overheard you on the phone. With Parker. And… you’re allowed to do what you wan–“

“What? How?” He stopped in his tracks, a surprised expression, eyes wide.

“I was in the bathroom the other morning and you were on the balcony and I heard everything you said clearly because the window was open.”

Leo let his eyes wander to the edge of the bedroom in thought as he began to nod.

“And anyway… you can sleep with whom you want. We agreed to that but, Leo,” she paused until he finally looked back at her, “it sounds like… I don’t know… kind of like it’s more than just sex with her. And if that’s true then that crosses a boundary I’m not comfortable with.”

Leo was quiet for a bit as he paced back and forth. Y/n could see he was figuring out how to respond. He finally stopped and turned to look at her, “What exactly did you hear?”

She sighed for dramatic effect, “That you missed her, called her honey, said something about how many more days it would be, and that you wished it was her that was here with you.”

Blinking his eyes and looking down at his feet he nodded to himself, “Wow. I…” he looked back at his wife and ran a hand through his hair, “Y/n I’m sorry you heard that. It wasn’t… I don’t know what to say. Maybe we can talk about this when we get back home,” he took her hands in his, “Let’s not let this ruin our vacation. Okay?”

It was a sweet gesture, she felt. He wasn’t normally so gentle about things and she could tell he felt bad. Perhaps this could work in her favor. In their favor.

It was also the perfect excuse to not sleep in bed with him. She moved her clothes to the guest bedroom and Leo didn’t question it once.

And Harry was relieved his dad hadn’t overheard them. Having a little more time to figure out everything would be ideal for them both. He was set to graduate at the end of Fall that year, which meant he’d have his degree and he could get a good job. He imagined both he and Y/n renting a small apartment, whatever they could afford because he was sure his dad would cut him off once he did find out the truth.

Everyone, including Tyler, noticed the sudden change in Leo. He withdrew slightly but was polite and kind. Y/n felt a little guilty about it but it was better than Leo knowing about her and Harry and trying to finish off the vacation with that hanging over them.

But both Y/n and Harry couldn’t have been happier deep down. They maintained a healthy distance from one another during the day or anytime Leo was around. Which turned out to be a bit harder than they realized. Because once they’d both admitted their feelings they just wanted to indulge in the newness. It didn’t stop the lingering glances or quick whispers with promises, a cheeky hidden pinch, or hot stolen kisses.

And once the lights were off and everyone was in their rooms, Harry would join Y/n in her room, or she in his with the door closed and locked.

Keeping quiet was no fun but being able to imbibe in one another every night and every morning before they parted was worth covered mouths and muted moans.

Harry woke up feeling warm with Y/n’s back against his chest. She was sighing and slowly fidgeting under the sheets as she was just beginning to rouse from her own slumber.

He grinned to himself as he inhaled her scent and brought a hand up over her bare arm, “Morning.”

Her eyes were still closed when she heard his raspy tired voice in her ear, “Morning.”

Waking up early was not something either of them enjoyed, but it had been worth it to savor one another before the day began. Before anyone else woke up.

Harry’s warm hand traveled down her hip and over her thigh with purpose as she felt his mouth sponge wet kisses on her neck. Reaching behind her to pull his arm to her front she brought his hand up to her bare breasts.

They didn’t even need to say a word to know what would come next. Y/n reached down to lazily rub her clit when she felt Harry’s cock digging into her bum.

She barely even needed to touch herself to get worked up. Harry’s lips on her neck and his hand manipulating and pinching her nipples were quite enough.

Angling her hips and pressing herself back onto Harry he felt her wetness and groaned softly as he lifted her thigh and placed his cock to her wet hole, pushing through the tight muscle as he continued kissing the sensitive skin on her neck.

Stunted thrusts into her pussy were met with her own hips pushing herself down over him. Harry began to whine at the way his tip was being fucked and how tight she felt on him. It was hard to get in long deep strokes in that position but for Harry, it was sending him over the edge too fast, “Gonna come… fuck!” He spoke his words in a frantic whisper.

Y/n’s mouth dropped open when she felt him suddenly throbbing and pumping into her as he stilled his hips and tightened his grip on her thigh. He gasped and pasted his lips over her neck to keep himself quiet as he came inside of her embarrassingly fast.

When he lifted his face from her neck he groaned, “Sorry, Y/n. I didn’t mean to come so fast. Felt so good…”

Grinning she turned her head and moved herself so she was on her back and Harry was next to her, “It’s okay. You’ve been so good.” She spread her legs as a hint for him to finish her off.

Harry breathed out a shallow laugh as he watched her lift her hips and lick her lips, “I try to be good for you. I can still make you come,” he grabbed her thigh, positioning himself in between her legs, pushing them apart to watch his orgasm slowly drip out of her pussy. Pressing his fingers into the warm come he pressed it back into her, watching the filthy act as his fingers disappeared into her.

She moaned as he began to curl his fingers and stroke her insides slowly. He looked from her eyes to where he was fingering her, his digits coated in her arousal and his creamy come. A bit of sperm dripped down her ass he plunged his fingers in and pulled out.

“Fuck, baby. You like fucking your come back into me with your fingers?” She whispered her words.

“It’s so pretty,” he moaned his words and then lowered his face to suck on her clit and lick over her in wide, flat strokes with his hot tongue.

The moment his head was in between her thighs she pushed her hand into his hair and gripped a hold tight, “Good boy… right there. Don’t let your come go to waste, baby.”

She loved watching him eat her out. But he was good at it too, now that he’d learned exactly what she liked the most, “Yes… Lick it like that. Uughh… fuck…” She didn’t dare throw her head back like her body wanted. Instead, she kept her eyes locked on Harry’s lewd act. His mouth sucking and licking her (and consequently himself) up, his fingers pumping into her.

Harry pressed his shoulders into the back of her thighs and began digging in as deep and hard as he could like she liked. Her soft pants and gasps in the room, and the slick, sticky sound of her pussy being eaten were surely quiet enough for the early morning stillness of the house.

 And when she came she covered her mouth and squeezed her eyes closed, dropping her head back into the pillow against her will. She had wanted to keep her eyes on her pretty boy but he had her coming so hard her body shook and the will to keep her eyes open wasn’t strong enough to overcome her body’s natural inclination.

Harry softly licked over her as he watched her heave and tremble under him. He loved gently tonguing at her clit until she pushed him away when she couldn’t handle it anymore.

She softly giggled and bucked her hips up, sliding away from his mouth with droopy lids and a lopsided smile as Harry sat up, “How was it?”

Rolling her eyes she pulled him over her body to glue their mouths together as an answer. It was good. It was always good. She and Harry had an intrinsic connection. Something that couldn’t be forced or imagined. It was real and natural. This was her lover, her man, her soulmate.

Ending their vacation in Greece was bittersweet. Of course, it was time to get back to reality.

“I’m gonna be sad when I can’t have you in my bed every night,” Harry spoke as he sat on her bed next to the suitcase she was stuffing with her clothes. They had another hour before the driver was to pick them up and bring them to the airport for their long day of travel back to California.

“I know, baby. Me too. I think Leo isn’t going to question me being gone more often, though. Knowing what I know about how he feels about Parker. So I was thinking maybe every couple of days I could go to your dorm? Stay with you?”

That would have to do. Until they could figure out how to tell Leo.

“And how long do we do that until we finally tell him?” Harry watched her put her shoes into a shoe bag before placing it on top of the pile of clothes.

“I don’t know. Maybe Tuesday night I can come over and you and I can really discuss our plan. With you graduating soon, that might be something to factor in, you know?”

He nodded, “Yeah. We could rent an apartment together. I’ll get a job.”

“And me too. I’m gonna start looking for work,” she looked at the young man and stopped what she was doing, placing herself in between his legs and sticking her fingers into his curls, “This won’t be easy but it’s gonna be worth it. I love you.”

Harry tilted his head back and closed his eyes to bask in the feel of her fingers on his scalp. He smiled and hummed before opening his eyes to look back at her, “I know it’ll be worth it. I love you too.”

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[tcypionate]

im tempted to write my essay about the differences of the canons of hannibal (nbc) and the books. the tv show fits itself right into the hinted canon between hannibal rising and red dragon, but while in red dragon (the book) it is implied will graham had only met hannibal once or twice before (resulting in him being stabbed and ultimately retiring) but still resulting in his arrest, while the tv show has them growing close beforehand. but even in the books, hannibal had an obsession with will, recognizing that he could understand him better than anyone else. but will is never mentioned after red dragon (probably because he fucks off into actual retirement with molly and his stepson)

i also thought red dragon might have been released after silence of the lambs and hannibal to explain why will graham was never even mentioned after, but as it turns out it was released in 1981, making it the first released of the series.

this also explains why hannibal has very little presence throughout the red dragon book. thomas harris explains in the authors' notes sections of the books i have how he conceptualizes characters until they're very real to him. in the notes on red dragon, he describes where he lived and his inspiration for red dragon and will graham specifically, which is exactly how will graham's life is portrayed in the tv show. which i thought was a pretty neat detail you wouldn't catch if you were familiar with just the movies.

i have more than enough critics of the show and how the plot could've been more consistent with the canon of the books while still maintaining the homoerotic vibe the director was going for. and also just silly little nitpicky details that dont really matter. but overall it's still my favorite tv show of all time

[hlficlibrary]

happy Christmas! Do you know any Stockholm Syndrom fics?

Happy Christmas! (These are fairly dark fics in nature with kidnapping involved, but I assume that's what you're looking for.) But here are some that hopefully fit what you're looking for!

Alaska by BeyondxLawliet

“Let’s go out to my car, yeah?” he heard Harry say, Louis looking up at him. The ground was moving underneath his feet, or maybe it was just him. He raised his hand to push him away because no, this wasn’t happening, but he felt too weak. The hand was only falling down to his side again. Harry? No, he was too nice. Maybe he was taking him home?

“Are you taking me home?” he whispered with a slur, his eyes fluttering closed as he stumbled into Harry. He could hear his heartbeat. It was beating quickly.

“Yes,” Harry whispered back, taking his coat and put it over Louis’ shoulders through his blurred vision. He had no idea what was even going on. Where they even in the café still? It sounded like he was underwater, colors jumping around before him. “I’m taking you home, love.”

Meet me in Stockholm by indierection 

It's not that Louis is a criminal, not really. He just likes to have fun, easy money, adrenaline... and somehow these interests happen to be described as crimes. But one thing is some vandalism and spray paint dirty walls. Another one is to... well, kidnap the son of one of France's diplomats. In his defence, the bloke is actually just the stepson of the ambassador and he didn't notice the special license plate, nor Zayn – things were rushed, unplanned and an absolute mess, being quite honest. Besides, why would someone of Harry's importance drive out and about around London without a security guard, that's just plain stupidity.

Or that one where Zayn and Louis accidentally kidnap Harry and he happen to develop Stockholm Syndrome and a bondage kink.

Wrapped (series) by Anonymous

Witches are territorial and innately selfish. They do not like to live with other witches, or often even form intimate relationships with them. A witch will take a familiar or even a human as a partner long before they take another witch.

Louis is just as territorial and selfish as any other witch. Taking a partner has never interested him in the past, with the exception of one night stands with humans met in dark clubs late into the night. Tonight, however, he feels something different. Something in him is tugging at his senses, telling him that this human before him needs to be his.

Louis is a witch, and Harry is the human he claims.

[lasaidso]

This is my life lately 💕🫶🏽🦂❄️☃️🥺👶🏽

My stepson is the cutest

Trying a new skincare regimen

Bought myself new roses 🌹

My bf said I can’t cook but I’ve still be trying to ya know

Back to collegan smoothies

Been binge watching Harry Potter and Sex and the city 🌃 been in the house 🏡 chilling and I’m not mad at it

I dyed my hair ginger 👩🏽‍🦰

Also I’m so happy I’m back to breaking out my fits 🫦

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Beautiful cover! I bet that the skateboard on the left (with the painted spider) belongs to Spider and the other one belongs to his sister. Could you tell us more about Esperanza? Is it like "Who left the bag of idiots open?" that she is Quaritch's bio daughter and Paz's stepdaughter while Spider is Quaritch's stepson and Paz's bio son or are they just full siblings? How old is she and what exactly does she look like? What are her interests?

A/N: you wouldn't believe how many times my chapter notes say "Lyle being Lyle" 🤣.

I should have more info on how much love interests Esperanza's gonna have in 14 hours and 56 minutes. (So far 9 is the leading answer (fuck yeah!)). Go vote if you haven't yet!.

*Uncle Vernon voice*: Right you are Harry!

Thank you very much and yes, the left is Spiders, hence the spider and the right is Esperanza's (I'm curious if you guys can find out why, since there is a hint of her name hidden in the 'stickers').

I've made a little characterisation of her, so enjoy! I've also decided more about Spider and the Recoms and their ages + jobs in the squad, if you guys are interested. I will continue using their last names, as result of the poll I put out a while ago.

Full name: Esperanza Socorro. Nickname: Es(sy), Leona. Age: 19 years. Birthday: Valentines day. Bio mother: Paz Socorro. Bio father: Miles Quaritch. Bio brother: Miles “Spider” Socorro. Godfather/uncle: Lyle Wainfleet. Characteristic: Artsy. Says she’s naturally blunt, honest and sarcastic, but she just loves to see how far she can go until they get mad. Loyal & wild.

Skin color: tanned. Eye color: green Hair color: dark brown. Hairstyle: parted sideways, long curls down her mid back. Piercings: 3 lobes on each side. Hidden helix, 2 stacked helix in right ear. Tattoo: Smiley tattoo on her wrist.

Some random facts about Esperanza “Leona” Socorro:

She got the nickname “Leona”, because she’s freakishly fast.

She hates Quaritch.

She loves finding loopholes in promises, rules, laws, ect.

She’s fiercely protective of her brother.

She does self defense.

She is in her final year of highschool.

Plans to major in art and minor in engineering.

Has been working for years at a restaurant, helps tutoring, and does all kinds of little things to save money for college, since the McCoskers refuse to pay for it. (Spider does the same)

Loves skating in the early morning or late at night with her brother.

At school she and Spider get called the “Hippie siblings”, because they give hippie skater vibes.

Cares about the planet.

She absolutely loves music.

She’s the happiest when she can blast music as loud as she can while drawing/painting.

She lives for food.

She’s a wonderful baker, but a horrible cook, nobody knows how that combination is possible.

I just had to make her birthday on Valentines day, since that's my birthday 😅.

Her looks are based on how I see her, but it's up to you how you see her!