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“Such good manners” - GW 18+

18+

Hi everyone, I hope you’re all okay <3

Here is my first George story, considering making a part two so let me know what you think!

Female Reader

Warnings: public fingering, daddy kink

Minors DNI

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George was waiting outside of Y/N’s common room for her so they could go to breakfast. She came out of the entrance, her skirt a little shorter than normal and she had missed a button on her shirt, the lace of her little white bra on show for everyone. George stood against the wall, eyes studying her every move, from the way her hips swayed a little more than normal whilst her robe fell off her shoulder slightly to the cute lace that highlighted her chest.

She shrugged her robe back up her shoulder and smiled up at George. “Morning Georgie” she got on her tippy toes to give him a kiss, he met her lips in the middle (still having to bend slightly so she could reach him) and wrapped his arms around her waist.

He turned and pushed her back against the wall “what’s this angel?” his voice low in her ear while he ran the back of his hand down her chest, lightly tracing over the lace “thought you only put on a show for me” he fake pouted. He buttoned up two buttons on her shirt “that’s better isn’t it” his eyes flicked up to hers, lips pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.

Y/N nodded,grabbing Georges hand and pulling him to breakfast. They sat at the Gryffindor table, George at one side and Y/N at the other as she quickly had to speak to one of the slytherins about a piece of homework.

“can you pass me the marmalade?” she asked sweetly whilst grabbing a piece of toast as she sat down.

“Not gonna say please?” he questioned with a slight smirk, she looked up at him and repeated herself, “can you pass me the marmalade, please”.

He passed her the little pot, “such a good girl using your manners, aren’t you angel?” Y/N’s cheeks painted red at his reply and nodded her head slightly.

Soon George was making his way to his last class of the day which he shared with Y/N. As he approached the classroom, he noticed she was surrounded by Pucey and his mates, giggling away to their stupid jokes. The button of her shirt was undone again and George couldn’t decide if she was doing it on purpose or if her shirt needed a new button.

Lees verder

#george weasley smut #george weasley imagine

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Congrats sweetheart! You are doing amazing and I looove being your friend 💖 thank you for being your amazing self xxx

After a horrible day at work I have come home to one of the best things ever! I’ve hit 1.5K 🤩 I’m so incredibly thankful for everyone who interacts with my posts and I feel like the luckiest gal ever to reach this milestone.

I took a good few months away from this blog due to life getting in the way but it was so lovely to come back and see that so many people were still here.

I can’t thank you all enough 🖤

Special shout out to @dreamingoutloudx for continuing to check up on me these last few months and for being my saving grace when I need someone to check over a fic before I post it 🌻

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My favourite person wrote a smut! So i’m going to reblog it so you can allll enjoyy it!!! Xxx

Gentle and soft - Steve Rogers 18+

Hello lovelies, I hope you're all looking after yourselves <3

I haven't posted in a while so please be nice haha.

This is my first time writing for Steve, so i'd appreciate any feedback.

Steve Rogers x reader

18+ - Minors do not interact

Warnings: Unprotected sex

Steve’s hands were rough and hard but they felt so soft as they caressed every curve and dip of her body.

His lips gently made their way down her neck, his cock filling her up deliciously as he softly rutted his hips into hers.

Breathy moans escaped her lips, desperate pleas of “more” leaving her mouth.

Steve couldn’t believe he had been without her for three weeks. Three whole weeks.

“Missed you so much angel” his eyes moved to meet hers, his arms securely wrapped around her waist as he held her in place above him.

Her eyes fluttered open, hazy and dazed as she looked down at him. A lazy smile graced her features, “m...missed you too Stevie”

Steve’s hand moved to her hair, tilting her head down to kiss him. Her hips shifted slightly and the neediest whine left her lips

“There” she breathed out as Steve smirked to himself. His hips moved to hit the rough spot inside her over and over.

“Feel so tight angel, feel amazing wrapped around me”

Both of his hands moved to her back. He held her closer to him as he felt her high getting near for the third time tonight.

“You gonna cum for me Angel? You’ve been so good. Taken me so well baby”

Her hands wrapped around his neck, nails pressing harshly into his shoulders as the knot in her stomach began to get tighter and tighter.

“Wanna cum, p..please can I cum?” she whined into his neck, her eyes screwed shut as pleasure consumed her.

“Cum for me baby, wanna make you feel good” Steve’s voice was rough as he continued at his pace, desperate to push her over the edge before granting himself a release.

“Feels so good, so so good” her body shuddered with pleasure as she came around his cock, her juices coating his thighs.

“Good girl, always so good for me” his hand gently pushed the hair away from her face and watched in awe as she fell apart above him.

She slowly came back down and gazed down at Steve. She knew he was close, his rhythm was weak and she could feel him twitch inside of her.

“Need you to fill me up Stevie...want you to cum for me” she spoke softly into his ear, her lips gently kissing his jaw before reaching his lips.

Steve's lips met hers and he snapped, hot ropes of cum spilling into her pussy as he held her close.

Steve longed for this, despite his rock hard exterior, he was still a softie on the inside. He was constantly met with battles but with her he was met by softness, gentleness and he craved her constantly.

The pair sat intertwined for ages, a comfortable silence surrounding them.

Steve looked down at her head against his chest. His gentle eyes watched her struggle to stay awake.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and tucked into bed Angel”

She nodded gently and wrapped herself tighter around Steve as he carried her to the bathroom.

#steve rogers smut #steve rogers imagine

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dreamingoutloudx · 2 years

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If you look at the world and say “Yes, there are enough homes for people, yes, there is enough food for people, but if we give it away for free they won’t have earned it and the economy will collapse.” Then you have chosen money (a constructed medium of exchange) over living beings who only want to continue living in peace and safety.

And I have no qualms telling you, that is the wrong choice, and you have been brainwashed by this destructive, exploitative system.

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The Potion - G.W x Reader

warnings - smut, best friends to lovers fuckers

for @buckystrenchcoat's prompts

⚠️not proof read ⚠️- i will do that later

a/n - OK SO THIS TOOK FOREVER. i started writing this in august but then lost all my motivation lol please forgive me.

~ "George cut it out, you're putting too much!" you say, grabbing the box of pearl dust from the boy next to you.

It was Saturday afternoon, and you were currently with your best friend, George Weasley, desperately trying to salvage your potions grades.

It's not that you were particularly terrible at potions; in fact, you were both usually quite skilled in the subject. This year, however, Snape had made the horrible mistake of putting the two of you together.

And to George, who would already pursue any distraction that came his way, sitting next to you, his best friend, was a wonderful excuse to not do any work.

You had been paired with George in other subjects before, and you had gotten pretty good and brushing off his distractions and forcing him to do his work. But this year, for reasons unknown, his little touches and teasing words were becoming increasingly difficult to brush off.

Every time he'd make a bad joke or try to annoy you into talking to him, you couldn't help the sea of butterflies that would erupt in your stomach. You were starting to find that George Weasley could, in fact, be very distracting.

Which was how you found yourself to be spending your sunny Saturday, inside attempting to make a "coniunctionem potion." The potion itself wasn't too difficult to make, but it was complicated enough that it was sure to get your potions mark up.

If done correctly, the potion links two people temporarily so that they can both hear and feel what the other person hears and feels. It was commonly used by aurors as a form of tracking for dangerous missions.

"Ok, all done," you say, smiling up at George as you hand him his share of the potion.

"Are you sure we have to drink this? It looks ghastly."

"Well, it's the only way to know if it works."

With a loud sigh, George brings the cup to his lips, "Cheers," he says, nudging his cup towards you. Gulping down the liquid in your cup, your face contorts into a look of disgust. George was right. This is ghastly.

"Well, d'you feel anything?" you ask after a moment or two.

"Other than nauseous, nope."

"Huh," you huff, feeling no sign of the potion yourself.

"Well then, try again tomorrow?"

"Oh, don't tell me I have to do that again!" George groans.

"Come on, let's go for dinner. You'll feel better."

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Trudging back into your dorm that night you let out a loud groan.

It was late, and you were drained. This week was your turn to do Gryffindor's prefect rounds and you hated every second of it.

Taking off your uniform, you change into an old t-shirt and underwear before plopping down on your large bed. That was the one good thing about being a prefect you guess, having your own dorm. That and getting to take points away from McLaggen when he was being a dick.

Letting out a long sigh, your mind begins to wander. You think back to your afternoon with George.

George.

Your stomach does summersaults at the mention of him and you internally curse yourself. George was your best friend. Now was not the time to change that just because of some silly little- whatever.

But the again he was George. George who's always there for you. George who wakes up early every morning just to walk you to class. George who always makes you smile. George who look really bloody good in his-

No.

You stop yourself. You can't be doing this. You can't be thinking about him like this. George is your best friend.

Nothing more.

Continuing to not think about George, you start to feel a familiar feeling in your lower half.

Your thighs clench together.

However to surprise and confusion, the feeling doesn't go away. It intensifies?

You find yourself biting back a moan when all of a sudden you hear a deep, low groan coming from god knows where.

"Hello?!" you shout, startled, and the feeling suddenly stops.

"Y/N?" you hear an all too familiar voice call.

"George?!" you call "What are you doing?! Where are you?"

"I'm in my dorm, where are you?!" George pants.

"I'm in my dorm!"

"That's not possible!"

"George, I swear to merlin if you're fucking with me right now-"

"How could i possibly be fucking with you Y/N?!"

"I don't know, maybe you slipped something into my drink at dinner! One of the potions you've been working- on." Your voice fades, realization hitting you.

The potion. It must have worked. But why now if it didn't work before?

You rack your mind for things that could have gone wrong with the potion. You put just enough knotgrass, and you were very careful with the powdered moonstone. And the pearl dust was- oh god. The pearl dust. George was the one who poured the pearl dust. George was the one who poured too much of the pearl dust.

"Y/N?" George calls out, practically hearing the gears turn in your head.

"The pearl dust, George! You put too much of it, remember?!"

"Y/N, I really don't think it's the time to be critiquing my potion-making skills..."

"No, George, listen! The potion we made earlier, it didn't work, right?"

"Right?" he answers, unsure of himself.

"But what if it did? What if it worked, but it just needed to be triggered by something? You put too much pearl dust in it. Pearl dust is one of the main ingredients in love potions. So maybe...putting too much of it made it so that it had to be triggered by something, something intimate" you say, your voice going a little quieter at the last part.

"Oh," George breaths out, realization dawning on him.

"Uh George, before um-this, what exactly were you doing?" you ask, already almost certain of the answer.

"Jerking off," George says plainly, and you're taken aback by his boldness.

"Oh- uh great!" you blurt "not great! I mean not that its not great i mean, good for you! oh god”

You decide to shut yourself up before you make your situation any worse. But George does not.

"Y/N," he smirks, clearly amused.

"Georgie! How's it going?!"

"Dunno," George grins, "having a bit of a hard time here"

Your cheeks flush red. Why did you have to ask that.

A moment of awkward silence falls over the two of you before George decides to break it again.

"You're thinking about me with my dick out, aren't you?"

"George!" you shout.

"That's not a no..." he teases.

Your cheeks were now a deep crimson, and you found yourself to be very thankful that George couldn't see you.

You let out a loud groan, raising your hand to your forehead.

It wasn't a no, you were thinking about it, and you had been thinking about it ever since George confirmed what he'd been doing.

Your mind was flooded with sinful images of your best friend with his hand wrapped around his cock, and he knew it.

"So, how would you describe it?" George starts,

"George, I swear to merlin-"

"One incredibly handsome lad, his raging hard-on-"

"I will actually kill you-"

"-your knickers dampen at the image, needy cunt aching to be filled."

You go quiet.

"Is this turning you on?" he smirks,

"No, shut up." you spit, but George only continues.

"Y/N," he starts and you let out a loud groan, knowing you're not going to like whatever he has to say,

"Correct me if i'm wrong, but if the potion was working, that means that when I touched myself, you felt it too."

Shit. You were hoping he wouldn't figure that part out.

"No..." you mutter.

"Really?! Well then, I guess you wouldn't mind if I-"

"Don't you dare!" you shout, hearing him shuffle around, but your words turn into a loud yelp as you feel a warm hand grip your side.

"George!" you shout, hearing his laughter echo through the air, "It's not funny!"

"Sorry, sorry," George chuckles, his laughter dying down.

"Seriously though, can I?"

"C-Can you what?" you stutter.

"Well, not to make things weird or anything, but I'm still incredibly hard right now and let's face it, we both know you're turned on. So I'm asking you, Y/N, if it would be ok for me to touch myself? " George asks.

Your heartbeat quickens. Of all the ways you expected the night to go, this was definitely not one of them. But George was right, you were turned on and the idea of George touching himself with you sent butterflies straight to your- stomach.

But George was your best friend, and this would be crossing a pretty big line.

Your mind was suddenly filled with a million thoughts meanwhile George, who was now painfully hard, was starting to grow nervous in you silence.

"You don't have to say yes of course, it was a stupid idea really I-"

"Yes" you cut him off. Fuck the line.

"Yes?" he stammers.

You start to nod your head before remembering that George couldn't see you and repeating your answer.

"Ok then," George starts, "remember if you want me to stop at any time just say so, ok?"

"Got it" you call out, and with that George brings his hand down to wrap around his dick.

Testing the waters, he starts to slowly pump his hand up and down.

Your breath hitches, feeling the pleasureful sensation from before return to your lower stomach.

You can't help but let out a small moan as he runs his fingers over his tip.

"Fuck," George groans, picking up his movements "you sound so pretty Y/N."

His voice was low, almost heavy and his tone was driving you mad.

Images of George touching himself were flying freely through your head, his incoherent groans only driving you more insane.

You could feel your clit throbbing, your breath becoming harder and harder to control.

In a moment of despair, you trail your hand down to your now soaking underwear. You hear George let but a loud moan as you start to rub circles on your clit.

"Shit Y/N- Oh- that feels so good fuck-" he pauses, "Are you touching yourself, love?"

Fuck.

"I- uh- yeah" you blush, slowing your movements down, though it might be a little late to be embarassed, after having been a moaning mess for the last few minutes.

"I didn't tell you to stop,” George calls, “go on, touch yourself for me love"

You waste no time in picking your movements back up. Being his best friend for the past 6 years, you've heard George's voice almost every day, but never had it sounded like that before.

George tightens his grip around his cock, desperately trying to mimic what you pussy would feel like.

"George" you whine.

You knew you shouldn't be doing this, George was your best friend and the two of you were horribly mis-using a very important potion, but it just felt so fucking good.

"Fuck, Y/N" George groans and you are pulled out of your thoughts. "I want to fuck you so badly right now"

You weren't sure if he really meant that or if he was just caught up in the moment, but you didn't care.

"I'm close" you moan pressing harder on your clit.

"Me too, fuck" George pants, speeding up his movements

With that you came. Hard. It was by far the most best feeling you'd ever had. "George, oh" you moan.

"Y/N" George moans, spilling out onto his hands. "Fuck."

A minute of silence goes by as the two of you catch your breaths.

"Shit Y/N that was-"

"-fucking awesome" you cut off.

"Yeah," George pants, "that."

Another moment of silence goes by before you decide to break it this time, feeling bold.

"Hey, George?" you smile,

"Yea?"

"How quick is your recovery time?"

George laughs.

"I'm coming to your dorm"

#george weasley smut

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dreamingoutloudx · 2 years

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so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what

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Smitten - Theodore Nott

[ Theodore Nott x ravenclaw!reader ]

Author's note: this idea has been stuck in my head for a while and since I don't have enough scenes for a whole fanfic, I made a little drabble

Many students were bustling around in the great hall, some arriving, some already sitting down in their house table, and some chatting in front of the doors.

Your entrance quickly caught Theo's eyes after he diverted himself from the conversation the rest of his friends were having.

Theo first met you in the train in first year, quickly getting along, and when you were sorted into different houses, you rarely hung out, but would always bump into each other in the library or between classes.

It was obvious, to your friends at least. The longing looks when you weren't looking, and the constant touching of your hair, arm, or any part of you really, yet somehow you managed to shrug it off and convince yourself that it was just how Theo was.

Much to your friends' dismay, Theo's slytherin friends, apart from Blaise hadn't really took notice, since he would only look at you and talk to you whenever his friends weren't around, though this time he was surrounded by the mass amount of students when you caught his attention.

He watched as a smile played on your lips at something your friend said before mouthing something he couldn't quite decipher, and when you gave him a smile after catching his eye, he felt his pulse quicken.

"Look who's smitten." Blaise nudged him with an elbow, and Theo turned to him only to be greeted by the teasing smirk on his fellow slytherins' faces, causing heat to creep up his face at the attention.

"Amusing as this is, it's getting pathetic. Go talk to her," Blaise encouraged, giving the boy a little pat on the back.

"We're only friends," Theo mumbled almost inaudibly.

"That's the whole point of talking to her," Pansy, who was sitting in front of him, threw her hands up in exasperation, and a few seconds later her lips curved up into a smirk as she you walking towards their table. "-which might be a lot sooner than you expected."

"Hey Theo." You tapped his shoulder which spooked him a little, earning his attention. "I have your potions notebook back in my table. I copied some of it, but most of the signs I couldn't really... well, I couldn't really tell what they are."

"Oh that's alright, we can discuss it late-" It was subtle and hidden, but you could see the jab Blaise landed on Theo's side, causing him to wince. "...Or I can go show you now."

"Are you su-"

"Of course. We're basically boring him right now. You can have him." Draco smiled sweetly and it looked all too real which freaked you out.

You looked at Theo who merely shrugged and stood from his seat, waiting for you to lead the way. As you turned your back to the slytherin table, Theo looked back, and much to his annoyance, the group silently hollered and Blaise made kissing gestures, while Pansy gave him a wink.

He could only hope that you wouldn't notice the blush that arose from their suggestive comments, but unfortunately for him, his friends were nowhere near subtle.

#theo nott imagine

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[request] nothing specific but giving draco a bowjob 😌

a/n : i hate this with passion soz :(

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You shifted in the sheets, sunlight pouring in from the half-opened curtain of your window in front of you, the light starting to warm your face. You moved your arms, extending them upwards as you stretched in your spot, still covered in the thick comforter of the bed you shared with a special blond boy.

He looked so serene, deep in his clouds of dreams unaware of how you were gazing up at him, admiring his every feature. "Pretty baby..." You murmured to yourself, rolling on your side to shift closer to his sleeping figure, draping your arm over his torso and resting your head on his chest.

For a split moment, all you could hear was his calm heartbeat, thumping against his chest as you listened to it, drawing lazy hearts on his lower ribs under the sheets. Your mind started to wander off to the late-night activities you did the previous night, the bed rocked and thumped on the wall, your moans muffled by any fabric Draco could get his hands on, you really did feel bad for your neighbor.

Without even realizing your hands wander off, drawing hearts lower and lower until you were met with his happy trail, disappearing down into his briefs. It's like there is a switch in the back of your mind, and it just turned on.

You traced your fingers lower, following his happy trail to the band of his briefs. Your fingers dancing around the elastic before lifting it to trace deeper into it beneath the fabric. The base of his cock made contact with your balmy palm, and to your surprise he was hard.

You smirked at the realization, lifting your head from his chest with a big sunny smile plastered across your face to shuffle down to the space in between his legs. You tried your best to not make so much sound, not wanting to ruin the plan you had in mind.

On most nights Draco sleeps like a rock, so it wasn't that hard to move without waking him. Still, you were careful, moving slowly until you rested on your stomach right in between his legs, his crotch right in your eye line. You could see more clearly, how his dark briefs have a hefty bulge in the middle, curving upwards just waiting to be revealed.

Your fingers moved to hook themselves under the band of his briefs, pulling it down as his lengthy member sprung out into the open air, hitting his stomach. His precum leaking down onto the flat surface as you eyed it completely.

You took your time, grabbing his member delicately to start stroking at his base. Draco didn't wake, he just groaned, his brows knitting together feeling the pleasure on his cock even in his sleep.

"Fuck..." You mumbled to yourself, watching as more of his precum leaked down his member and over your fingers. Your breath started to hitch watching his cock twitch in your grip, you couldn't help yourself.

Your fingers glided over his red tip, making him groan before bringing the tip of his cock to your lips. You kissed his cock, your tongue sliding over his slit to taste the saltiness of his precum that continuously leaked.

Draco started to move more frequently, unconsciously bucking his hips up as he forces himself past your lips. You gave in, parting your lips to let his cock slide inside your mouth. You did as you would always do, rolling your tongue on the underside of his cock, hollowing your cheeks slightly to suck him.

"Y/N..." You looked up at Draco to find him still with his eyes closed, yet his mouth seems to ramble, whispering your name like a mantra. You smiled at him, focusing back onto his cock to take him in deeper.

Your eyes fluttered as your fingers slithered down his torso, raking your nails into his skin delicately. You could feel yourself starting to slip into a fuzzy headspace again, your hips grinding down onto the viridian sheets below you as you tried to find an angle that will hit your clit just right.

You couldn't help yourself, soft whimpers slipping past your lips as you took him deeper into your mouth, the tip of his cock prodding at the back of your mouth past your uvula.

"Whatcha doin' there angel?" Your eyes shot wide open, your heart skipping a beat as you froze in your spot. You were so focused on yourself you nearly missed the groan in his voice, his fingers coming up to tangle themselves in your tresses.

You looked up at him through your lashes, eyes full of guilt like a child caught stealing a cookie from the jar. You waited for his next movement, yet you could only make out the edge of his lips lifting, forming his mouth to a wicked smirk.

"Thought I've fucked you dumb already last night..." His fingers started to dig into your scalp, rubbing circles as you groaned in pleasure "You just can't go a second without stuffing your mouth with m' cock, could you angel?" He teased, clenching his jaw as he took in the view of you under him.

You couldn't answer him, whimpering as you felt your face heat up. "Well don't just stay still, get on with it" He tugged on your hair a little, pulling back as more of his cock was revealed, covered in your saliva and his precum. You did as he asked, working your tongue on the underside of his twitching cock as you sucked with the rest of your mouth.

You could feel him fisting your hair, pulling it, and wrapping it around his palm to pull back and control your bobbing. "Fuck... slow down angel 'm close," He groaned, pulling on your hair to slow your movements, but you fought back, sucking him deeper into your mouth as your fingers slithered down to meet his balls, massaging them in your hands the way he likes it.

By now you have let the fuzzy headspace consume you, your hips grinding down to the mattress, you were seconds away from hitting your high, much like the groaning boy in front of you. "Y'wanna cum too, don't cha?..." You could practically hear his smirk "...go on baby, show me how much of a slut you are, hm?" He groaned, pulling your head down to lodge his cock down your throat.

You could never get enough of this, your cunt clenching around nothing as you grind your clit down to the sheets, creating tingling frictions as you felt Draco fill your mouth up. "Fuck..." He murmured under his breath, thick ropes of cum shooting down your esophagus.

His words pushed you to the edge, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you whimpered around his cock, your voice vibrating through his body. Draco loosened the grip he had on your hair as you kept him deep inside your mouth until you eventually pulled your head back to let go of his overstimulated cock.

"Just wanted to thank you for last night, 's all" You smiled at him, getting up to sit back on your calf opposite him. Like always he returned your smile, tucking his softening cock back into his briefs before extending his arms out to hold yours and pulled you into his warm embrace.

"Did so good angel, just like I taught you"

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#draco malfoy smut #draco malfoy imagine

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