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pottersmiracle · 4 months
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One of your girls
Draco Malfoy x Fem! Reader
warnings: smuttt MDNI!-draco being a dom-tiny but of fluff at the end-swearing (its smut what do you expect)-piv-raw sex (wear protection guys!)-making out-f!ngering-oral sex (fem receiving)-draco being possessive-praise kink-use of y/n-giving and receiving hickies-not proofread- lmk if theres anything else!
summary: you and draco have an understanding but draco has one rule, what happens if he thinks you’re breaking that one rule?
a/n: made this at 2 am if its bad please act like it isn’t 😭
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You and Draco had a equal understanding, if either of you needed to get off you could use each other. Draco only had one rule, you couldn’t use anyone else. Why did he make that rule? You didnt ask.
You respected that rule because honestly you loved what you and Draco had. You didn’t think you needed anyone else.
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Draco walked into the great hall, he was stressed to the max about some quiz in potions. He knew Snape would go easy on him but that didn’t mean he would definitely pass. He needed to find you. He needed you.
His eyes searched for you and when he found you? He was fuming.
You were sitting next to Harry Potter of all people. Laughing at his jokes, gently touching his arm every time you laughed, his hand resting on you lower thigh, oh he was pissed. “Y/n? Can i talk to you for a second about.. potions class.” He lied through his teeth and you knew it. You could tell by the way he looked at you he was mad.
Harry moved his hand off your thigh and you stood up saying your goodbyes to Harry and his friends around you two. Draco gestured towards the door and you walked out of the great hall with him right behind you.
As soon as you reached an empty classroom he pushed you into it, muttering a few locking and silencing charms under his breath. He pushed you up against one of the tables kissing you roughly, one hand on your waist the other on the side of your neck.
He lifted you onto the table you were pushed up against as he moved from your lips, to your neck, and right back to your lips.
He was being more possessive than normal and you could tell, you pulled away as you both caught your breath, “what’s with you today? Did something happen?”
He laughed, “you tell me.” “I don’t know Draco that’s why i’m asking you.” You replied as he rolled his eyes, “you and Potter.”
Now it was your turn to roll your eyes, “seriously Malfoy? There’s nothing going on with that!” “Really? I saw his hand on your thigh y/n.” He tightly gripped your thigh making you gasp as his cold ring pressed up against your skin.
“You’re mad because he had his hand on my thigh? Jesus Malfoy you can’t control who can and can’t talk to me, it’s not like we’re dating or anything.” Before you could finish your sentence his lips smashed into yours.
His hand slowly moved up your thigh as he deepened the kiss. He pulled away from you just to pull your underwear off before he went right back to kissing you. His ran a finger across your slit, feeling your wetness.
“Fuck..” he mumbled. “All wet before i’ve even touched you? Pathetic..” he teased as he kissed you again. It was a quick kiss before he moved to your neck. He started off kissing and licking then he started sucking and biting. You let out small moans as he left marks on your neck and collarbones.
He teased you as he played with your clit with his thumb. You whimpered, “Dray..please.” He looked at you with those blue eyes of his. God he could make you do anything just by looking at you like that.
He leaned it, his mouth so close to your ear you could feel his breath on your neck, “who do you belong to?” His voice was low and raspy it sent shivers down your spine. “You.” You said as he leaned back looking at you again with a smirk, “That’s right.”
He got down on his knees, pulling you to the edge of the desk. He kissed your thigh softly, kissing closer and closer to your cunt. You could feel yourself getting wetter the closer he got, he playfully bit your thigh before he started sucking on your clit making you throw your head back in pleasure and moaning loudly.
You gripped his hair, tightly pulling on it making him moan against your clit. The vibrations sending more pleasure through you. He pushed two fingers inside you, thrusting them in and out. “Fuck Dray i’m gonna cum.” You moaned out. He pulled his mouth away from you, still fingering you as he looked up, “come for me love.”
As soon as the words came out of his mouth you let go all over his fingers making him smirk as he watched you. “Thats my good girl.”
My.
He didn’t give you much time to catch your breath before he unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock and pushing himself inside you making you gasp.
He held onto your hips with one hand, the other around your neck as he pounded into you.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he groaned, “god you always feel so fucking good.” You moaned and clenched against his dick. “Fuck.. you think that git could fuck you like i can?” He asked you, clearly talking about Harry.
You didn’t answer. You were to immersed in the pleasure you felt.
“Answer me.” He demanded. “N-No.” You stuttered out, “only you.” “Oh fuck.. that’s right.” He moaned as his thrusts got sloppier, you knew he was close and so were you. “I’m gonna cum again.” You said through moans.
“Me too darling, let go.” He said as he rode you through your high before pulling out to cum on your stomach. You both sat there panting, trying to catch your breath.
He looked around, looking for some tissues or anything like that. He eventually found a tissue box and cleaned you up, muttering apologies while you both laughed softly. You fixed your hair and your robe in the mirror before looking closer at your neck, “oh shit..” he came up behind you while buttoning up his shirt, “hm?”
You turned around and moved your hair showing him the marks. He smirked, “oops. I guess everyones gonna find out now huh?” You scoffed before pulling him over to a chair and pushing him down in it. You sat on his lap facing him and he looked at you confused but clearly intrigued.
“I guess.. if people know i belong to someone. They should know that about you too hm?” He looked at you, you could see how impressed he was at how in control i was.
You kissed his neck, biting and sucking almost immediately. He moaned softly in your ear as you left marks all over him. His neck, his shoulders, his chest, his collarbones.
After, you both checked them out in the mirror, smiling proudly at them. Draco pulled you to him by your waist and kissed you. This time it wasn’t sexual or rough. It was.. soft and sweet.
“Does this make us.. together?” You asked when you both eventually pulled away. He smiled, “i guess it does.” You smiled with him and he gently kissed you on the forehead. It was obvious you both have wanted this for a while, you just didn’t know how to bring it up.
You both walked into the great hall, covered in hickies, hand in hand, with a bunch of eyes on you.
Including Harrys.
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nyansquiddo · 6 days
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Tbh need a dungeon meshi edit using the song “Down” by Worthikids.
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dont-get-axe-murdered · 4 months
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Listen, I'm not on here often and I don't keep up to date on current theories because I don't have self control and it will consume me, but THE MINISODES PREDICTED THE SOMEBODY DAMNED SECOND COMING-
They, in order, have integral plot point surrounding birth, death, and rebirth. I cannot stress enough how upsettingly in our faces it is. I am ill-striken, actually. I'm seething with how ingenious it is, stupid Neil Gaiman and him appealing to my symbolizm and puzzle obsessed brain by giving literally EVERYTHING meaning and purpose...
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partial-orphan · 2 months
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The difference between tumblr vs. Reddit ddlc fandom is WILD. People on here openly share their lil' gay headcanons. Meanwhile, I got about 400 death threats for headcanoning Sayori as bi. 10/10
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unfortunateanatidae · 11 months
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Raising an army of trans girls by bribing them with fuit gumies.
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rosetintedbandaids · 1 year
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i'm back!! (no one noticed but that's okay)
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you made it mine.
you gave everything to me
without saying goodbye.
and i hate to admit it
but it breaks my heart
to know i'm not your favorite person anymore.
i'm not your writings girl
i'm not your "i understand"
i'm nothing to you,
but you're everything to me.
i can't help but want to be
the world you live in
i don't care if i have to deal with my death
i just want to be yours,
please just let me die
so i can rest,
or at least leave me live
with your horribly amazing drawings
and all your kisses goodbye
and all your good and bad things
and everything we like,
i want to be your god.
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brucethewannabebard · 2 years
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Conscious, not alive.
Most nights I no longer sleep so much as just stop being aware for a while. I am never rested anymore, whether it be 4 hours or 12, I wake up feeling the same. My body gets weaker by the day, and the mental fatigue weighs heavily. I wish I could say that the lack of consciousness was at least a break from my thoughts, but the subconscious is just as vindictive as my waking thoughts. I re-live over and over the worst of it all in dreams. Sometimes exactly how it happened, others times a dramatic recreation. I keep trying to believe what everyone is saying, that things will get better. After all this has been the common convention for such things.
But what if this time is different? Maybe some wounds never fully heal, no matter how well you tend and treat them. Scars fade, but they are always still there, if you know where to look. Some losses can never be recovered, and sometimes the failure can not be learned from. Life is full of lessons, but that doesn’t mean everything is a lesson. It is not a new sentiment to express that you can do everything right and still fail. It is a known fact that most people have acknowledged on some level. But if that is the case here, then what do I do now?
Your loss has cut me deeper than I ever thought a person could, and the betrayal is as bad as any that has ever been put to page. Despite this, I am supposed to go on, believe things will improve, start over, not lose hope, TRY. But how do you keep hope when hope is the thing that hurts you most? How do you keep trying when the effort tears you apart? How can you start over when you find that you are unable to even feel at all? I can’t even sleep right, so how can I be expected to live, love, or struggle with any hope of success? 
Maybe I am just being dramatic. I have been prone to such theatrics in the past. It has been almost half a year since the world around me began to crumble to dust, and about 4 months since I have known that no matter how hard I try to piece together the remains, it will never be anything more than a neatly ordered mess. Would that I had a metaphorical vacuum to collect and dispose of it all.
Most days I no longer live so much as just walk around aware for a while. I am never present anymore, whether alone or with friends, I always feel the same. My heart breaks anew each day, and my actual burdens barely even register. I wish I could say that the distractions of work and those around me kept your memory at bay, but you live there always taking up space no matter what. I play over again all the words you ever said to me on repeat. Sometimes I hear them as said, other times they have new meaning. I keep trying to believe you really cared for me, that this pain wasn’t intended. After all the alternative is that it was all lies and I never mattered at all.
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local-slime · 43 minutes
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Hey
like always, I come for about a week before unintentionaly leaving for 2 months (probably), it's just a thing I do i guess ? Hopefully I won't.
I'm a slave to my habits and procrastination so I really haven't been doing as much drawing or anything creative as i'd hope, trying to work on that now but it will probably still take some time until I figure it out.
Here's some stuff that took me longer than i'd like to admit ? (yes this is digital and as you can see i'm still learning the ropes)
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oldanimefan · 5 months
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Sitting here scrolling, kicking my feet and giggling at all the BG3 everything on my feed. I am so glad I found people as unhinged about this damn video game as I am.
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fangsofwhite · 6 months
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I just... I HAD TO.
This is a real conversation I just had with my beloved. We are a stupid mess of a couple.
This one conversation basically summarizes our 20+ year relationship.
Y'all, I freakin love this dork.
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lotus-pear · 28 days
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drew my beautiful wife today.....hes as beautiful as i remember
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sheerakk · 7 months
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nyansquiddo · 7 months
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Bruh you can’t tell me they aren’t vaguely based on Boowomp. Also, THEY ARE A JESTER NOT A FUCKING CLOWN AND I WILL STAND BY THIS SO VEHEMENTLY.
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Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamour in pink Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky~
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Inspired from This post of @just-dol-headshots and this ask from @hakusins. Don't worry I'm still aiming for your ass Haku-Dean :) References and something under the cut
We all have to agree Bully Robin should have some softer and caring sides. When there's only them two and no one else is around to judge, he can let loose and slip back into that kinda of "Original Robin" we know and I love. I mean, that's what JDOLH made that got me into these swap messes from the beginning jsjkhskjhd you knowww the HUG!!
Reference: Barbie Girl (Aqua) and this cute ecchi Clamp Chobit piece
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All in all I'm a pink bietch and Dollya won't be losing her V-card anytime soon that I can promise so hang in there okay mr.Bully.
edit: OMG THIS IS MY 1000TH POST TTOTT)) JKSDJLASKJKDLA
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SELF-INDULGENT HERE WE GO
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valentjin · 5 months
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softiedingo · 7 months
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men with dimples will always be my type 🗣
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