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Title: This Love of Mine, My Valentine AO3: Part of “SamSteve Bingo 2022 Moodboards” Rating: General Warnings: Alcohol, Food Relationship: Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson Word Count: 40 Additional Tags: Moodboard, Microfic, Fluff, Valentine’s Day, Valentine’s Day Fluff, Candy, Roses, Slow Dancing Summary: N/A Notes: Made for the @samstevebingo2022 prompt “Valentine’s Day.” And yes, I know that I’m either extremely late or extremely early with this topic, but it’s what we have to work with. *shrug* Title from “My Valentine” by Paul McCartney.
Sam chuckled, shaking his head as he grasped the red wrapping paper clad gift that was soon to join the flowers and boxes of candy beside him. “Baby, this is too much.”
Steve smiled softly. “Not for you, it isn’t.”
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A Brief Moment
from @jegulus-microfic's prompt, phases (139 words)
i'm trying to get back into writing so i challenged myself to do the daily microfic for the first time in ages, so here's something i wrote during my dress rehearsal today :) i think it's sweet and simple.
"Hey, Reg?" Regulus looks up from his work to James sitting beside him in the library. James has a tendency to do that; show up unannounced beside him. Regulus has gotten used to it by now, no longer frightened.
"Yes, James?" Regulus asks, admittedly grateful for the momentary distraction from his seemingly endless pile of work.
Without taking his eyes off the window, but leaning against Regulus' side, James asks "What phase of the moon is it?"
Regulus smiles slightly at the fact that James came al the way over here to ask such a simple question he surely knows already. With a glance at the moon, he replies.
"Waxing Gibbous." James nods and smiles, still staring out the window, fully leaning into Regulus. And for a few precious moments nothing else matters but Regulus, James, and the moon.
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fastcardotmp3 · 8 months
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no one else will do
“I mean,” a twist of a smile and a thump of his heart, “you could be that person for me. If you want.”  “You’re…” Eddie’s eyebrows lift impossibly high, but he meets Steve gaze-for-gaze, lips parting just enough for Steve to get a peek of pink tongue.  “Asking to suck your cock,” Steve confirms bluntly. 
OR: wishing "someone else's favorite song" a happy one year anniversary with the 11k FWB origin story nobody asked for 🌻
read on ao3 | SEFS playlist | excerpt below the cut
“I’ve never been bad at sex before,” Steve says, leaning back against the brick and tipping his head back to frown at the night sky, stars not quite visible spare a few particularly bright shiners. 
He feels sincere about it, he is sincere about it, which means he’s thrown straight off his balance when Eddie snorts out a laugh like he just couldn’t contain it from beside him. 
“Hey!”
“Sorry, sorry,” Eddie cackles unapologetically, all but doubling over with the force of his apparent delight at Steve’s misery. 
“I’m being serious! I’m a fuckin’ great lay!” Steve shoves at his shoulder, tries to make it sound like a reprimand when all it really does is make Eddie laugh harder, when all Eddie’s laughter does in turn is make something infectious bloom in Steve’s gut until he’s biting back a smile of his own. 
“No, no, I’m sure you are, buddy,” Eddie says, wiping at his face like he’d laughed hard enough to cry. At Steve’s fucking crisis of confidence. Bastard. His cheeks are such a rosy shade of pink. “It’s just— fuck— holy shit.”
The lingering laughter in his voice just means Steve can’t draw his gaze away, leaning his shoulder against the wall so he’s facing Eddie fully now. 
“I’m good with my mouth, man, I dunno what’s so funny,” he says, but Eddie’s reaction is sort of an unreadable thing what with the way he immediately covers his face with both palms and groans into a chuckle. 
“I mean,” he throws his hands up in something almost like exasperation and lets them fall without much to-do about it, “the first time you— ate pussy— did she come?”
Steve’s face scrunches up, without much input from the rest of him. 
“What?”
“Did you make her come the first time you—”
“Yeah, I heard you, but—” he cuts himself off, watches the half-amused, half-skeptical lift of Eddie’s brows up under his bangs. “I mean she, like…”
“The certainty here is palpable,” Eddie smirks. “The confidence—”
“She said she did!” Steve shoves at Eddie’s shoulder again, and that? The reaching of a hand out? That happens without much input from the rest of him too, but Eddie doesn’t seem to mind, just lets it sway him as he takes another drag from his cigarette. 
“Because no woman has ever lied about an orgasm before,” he says around an exhale of smoke. 
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call-me-eds · 8 months
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Anniversary
Written for the August @steddiemicrofic prompt ‘Cake’
WC: 311 | Rating: G | CW: none
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Steve thought it was impossible to be taunted by a cake. It wasn’t even whole, just a slice. The rest had been eaten a year ago at the wedding.
The wedding that took place just four months before Corroded Coffin finished their sophomore album, and the last minute track “Honeymoon” took to the alternative radio waves and peaked at number 4. A full six months of rehearsal, contracts, and expedited passports led them here: Eddie on a stage in Canada before the sun went down and Steve, alone in their kitchen on their first anniversary.
The saran wrap had a web of ice around it, mimicking the veil on the plastic cake toppers Steve ordered for the big day. He had bought two, cracked them in half, and burned off his fingerprints when he hot glued to the two grooms together.
Steve knew the cake was melting quickly, so he peeked under the stiff covering just for a moment before putting the slice of cake back in the freezer, not too far in the back that it would get freezer burn, but nowhere near the danger zone of pizzas and chicken nuggets he and his husband still navigated towards when they were drunk.
His husband; who was trying his best not to cry as he slipped his wedding band back on his finger after he came off stage.
Eddie hated taking the thing off, but he didn’t trust himself not to accidentally fling it off while getting taken over by the energy of playing guitar in front of hundreds, even thousands, of people.
Eddie pulled his first diva move, despite the band’s name not being big enough to read on the festival poster without a magnifying glass, and demanded a flight home before 8 pm so he and his husband could feed each other their wedding cake for the second time.
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cypressxoxo · 9 months
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HERE WE GO, STARTING OFF WITH A SUPER SHORT AND KINDA SILLY ONE.
Oh, and just letting you know, if it's garbage then it's because all this has been marinating in a Google document dating back to 2021 or 2022. I haven't spared this a single glance, and have not edited it OKAY I'M SHUTTING UP NOW
Nightowl wakes up late 💙
"Owl, come on, you gotta get up!"
 You try and gently nudge him awake, but he doesn't budge. "Nuh uh, five more minutes cutie," he sleepily slurs out, not even opening his eyes.
 ... 
That makes the tenth time he's said five more minutes. You sigh with disappointment.
"I didn't want to do this, owl." 
"... What?"
You've left me no choice. I'm sorry." 
"PARDON??" 
He looks at you confused and you walk to the bathroom. Your poor boyfriend stares at you as you come out with a blue spray bottle. A beat goes by, the room silent.
"... What are you planning to do with that?" 
He looks at you with pleading eyes. You raise the bottle. 
"No, no, I'm up! DONT DO THIS TO ME PLEASE!"
Tsst tsst 
He shivers and jumps backwards on the bed. "OH COME ON, ITS COLD"
 
Tsst tsst 
YOU GONNA GET UP??" 
"YES." 
"YOU GONNA GET DRESSED TO GO TO CLASS???" 
"YES." 
"THEN DO IT." 
Tsst tsst 
And so he never woke up late like that ever again.
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starryeyedjanai · 9 months
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AO3 | tumblr writing tag | drabbles
All fics are Steddie unless otherwise stated 💕
Highlights
Latest: if devotion is a river, then i’m floating away | E | 6k Greatest: surface-level freak | E | 7k | read on tumblr Kinktober/Flufftober/Eddie Month masterpost
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One Shots
it takes two, not three (but i’m here anyway) | E | 18k | stomarol All things end and all things change. | E | 23k kinktober series on ao3 drifting past the fog | E | 4.1k | read on tumblr sitting between comfort and chaos | T | 5.7k | read on tumblr all that you've conquered was already yours | E | 2.3k | read on tumblr | stommy to be known | T | 3.7k | read on tumblr one hand gripping the wheel | E | 2.1k | read on tumblr bet. | M | 2.8k | read on tumblr the only thing i would change | G | 2.3k the night breeze carries something sweet | E | 5.4k | ronance a love like this, all it does is burn | E | 2.5k | ronance a lesson in not sinking alone | T | 1.6k
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Series
outlaw eddie verse | there's an outlaw on Steve's farm
heard you fell from heaven for me | T | 3.8k the dark remembers you | E | 5.1k
hear, see, speak (no evil) | college roommate voyeurism au
bad bandit got some bad habits | E | 5.8k need to see you sweat | E | 3.8k
camboy alpha steve verse
rolling the devil’s dice | E | 3.9k pedal to the metal of your heart | E | 6.5k
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Chaptered Fics
if i could hold you for a minute (i’d go through it again) | E | 30k Steve and Eddie didn't know they were soulmates until Eddie was pressing him up against the wall of the boat house with a broken bottle to his neck. Somehow in all the years of Steve casually knowing of Eddie’s existence, they had never touched before then. | Steddie Big Bang 23 | Complete 3/3
i feel so fucked (at least i'm feeling) | E | 6k | read on tumblr | chronance Chrissy heard that a vampire feeding from you is one of the most intense things humans can feel. | WIP 1/2 chapters posted
you and me and a lot of bad decisions | E | 8k | read on tumblr Steve and Eddie decide to have sex on vacation. And then they keep deciding, and deciding, and deciding | WIP 1/4 chapters posted
it's never enough, but I wanted it to be | M | 6.2k 5 Christmases post-breakup where Steve is hurting +1 Christmas where he's not | WIP 2/3 chapters posted
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Tumblr ficlets/blurbs
vibin' - steddie microfic challenge (read on ao3) rated: E steve having an oh. moment about eddie steve gets a panicked text from eddie about a snapchat he sent steve is getting married to someone else give in - steddie microfic challenge (read on ao3) tell me (everything will be alright) (read on ao3) Steve Harrington, cat whisperer (read on ao3) steve, who sees ghosts time loop steddie thoughts - angsty "i was made for kissing you" blurb hockey rivals the government uses NINA to wipe everyone's memories falling in love through writing fic in the 80s
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akingwithnocrownx · 3 months
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| Katherine | 35 | she/her | aegosexual | I write primarily for Billy Russo, and maybe the Darkling. |
Blurbs;
/ Except the moon still bright against the worrying sky / Rum and Brownies / The brightness of the sun / Merry Christmas, darling / Margarita Kisses / Stray / attachment / Wild Rice & Kisses / Iron / Love Song Requiem / Daydreaming /
Drabbles/microfics;
/ Cat & Mouse / Sandalwood / I was made for lovin’ you / Moondust / license to love, insurance to hold / Quiet Moments / oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? / When it rains, it pours / you belong to me / Marmalade Jam /
Series;
Northern Star: one /
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Beat the Ao3 down blues
Pitch me a Bob’s Burgers microfic (pairing, idea, etc) and I’ll do my best to write a blurb.
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Title: In Good Company AO3: Part of “Agent Carter Bingo Moodboards” Rating: General Warnings: Implied/Referenced Character Death Relationship: Peggy Carter/Angie Martinelli/Steve Rogers Word Count: 58 Additional Tags: Moodboard, Microfic, Fluff, Polyamory, Alternate Universe – Modern Setting, Alternate Universe – Theatre, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Established Angie Martinelli/Steve Rogers, Artist Steve Rogers, Actress Angie Martinelli, Executive Director Peggy Carter, Falling In Love, and vaguely the Save the Orphanage/Community Center/Whatever trope Summary: She was prepared to help a theatre company struggling after the loss of its eponymous founder, but... Notes: Made for the @agentcarterbingo prompt “Modern AU.”
When Peggy became Executive Director for the Abraham Erskine Theatre, she was prepared to help a company struggling after the loss of its eponymous founder. However, she did not expect his successors, Angie and Steve, to also sneak their way into her heart, upending her successful but solitary life in the process.
But she’s so glad they did.
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murderoushagthesequel · 10 months
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Hot/Cold
from @jegulus-microfic's prompt, hands (105 words)
hmm i'm not going to say much about this one :) i am still tired though </3 as always
Regulus is always so cold. He thinks he might be cold-blooded, because it simply seems impossible that he never warms up. Well, he didn't used to.
He was always cold before James. Before he found out how warm he is. And most importantly, how warm his hands are. The first time James' hands slipped under his shirt, he felt the warmth seep through straight into his blood.
Now he's greedy for it, needing James' hands on his skin whenever possible. Luckily, James doesn't mind. Because before Regulus' cold hands, he was always too hot. Regulus doesn't believe in fate... but isn't that what this is?
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autumnslance · 1 year
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Writer's Game: First Sentences
Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven't written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.
Tagged by @elveny! ♥️
Tagging: @driftward @mintibunny @yzeltia @scrollsfromarebornrealm @chysgoda @punchelf @gunbun @dragons-bones @theepicreboot @thebmatt @rinzukodas @phaedra-mero @eremiss @anomaliewrites @raelly-writing and whoever else would like to (also y'all should check these folks out).
Many of these are shippy nonsense, as my pairing sparks joy. I’ve been writing a lot of drabbles and microfics lately, though some things I’d only count as captions more than fics.
I seem to like shorter, snappy openers (especially compared to many of my longer sentences in a given fic), often with or entirely a little dialogue.
1 “Bearing Sins of the Past”, the current (as of 3/13/23) fic in progress on Ao3.
“You say Ser Alberic is missing?” the old lady knight asked as Aeryn warmed herself by the fire.
2 “A Little Lady’s Realization” a microfic about dresses and faith.
*Sigh* “I suppose my ‘princess’ must insist on keeping this new dress as well?”
3 “Linkpearls” a Year of the OTP prompt response.
When Aeryn answered the chiming linkpearl, Thancred’s familiar voice crackled on the other side of the line. “I received your letter.”
4 “Dual Perspectives” also a Year of the OTP prompt response. This line appears first in both sections.
Whenever I look at you, I see Light and Hope.
5 “Misunderstanding” a little pre-Endwalker culture clash.
“Everything all right?” Thancred asked, waiting a bit further along the trail as Estinien and Aeryn caught up.
6 An untitled blurb about languages I should clean up and move from Tumblr to Ao3.
Nanamo had a headache.
7 “Northern Lights” another drabble, about fashion in cold weather
“These northern lights are still impressive after everything.”
8 “This Home Wrested Forth” from the Dark Knight zine, Sidurgu’s 2nd person POV.
Your clan fled the Empire, crossing Ilsabard in search of homelike climes.
9 “Scholarly” a prompt response for Roevember 2022, Felina of the Night’s Blessed reminiscing.
While many important books had been taken to the Crystarium, or copied for inclusion to the Cabinet of Curiosity, a good number of tomes yet remained in the Bookman’s Shelves, a hidden and hard to reach library of history and magical theories.
10 “Mountain” also from Roevember 2022, Felina and Runar at the base of Mt Gulg.
The waiting was the worst part.
Bonus: Current first couple lines of that long promised Shadowbringers Thancred WIP...
“Let expanse contract—Eon become instant! Throw wide the gates that we may pass!”
One moment Thancred was presenting his proposal to the assembled Alliance leaders and his colleagues, the Admiral expressing her approval which was convincing the rest. The next moment, he was clutching his head in agony, hearing as if from a great distance his fellow Scions crying out, while the others called to them in confusion.
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fastcardotmp3 · 11 months
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.ficlets
[back to main masterlist]
I've written so many ficlets and blurbs etc for these little weirdos that I could never find again once I posted them, so here's all of (what I could find) in one place! (mostly for my own organization and sanity, but hey, you can use it too mwah!) full-length fic masterlist meta and analysis masterlist ao3
Platonic and/or Pre-Slash
the Munsons' Indy 500 tradition
Max & the Munson family
Uncle Eddie
Spider-Eddie AU
Music Industry Stobin meet Tour Journalist Eddie
He's been here before, he'll be here again
Nancy & Eddie pre-S3 meeting
"The Bear" AU
Nancy & Barb "When your best friend dies young..."
Nancy "Comphet" Wheeler goes to a gay bar
Nancy & Eddie & Barb
Jonathan & El sibling bonding
Robin's second coming out
TLOU inspired apocalypse AU
Truman Show inspired AU
Steve & Barb reunion
college radio AU
The West Wing AU
Conspiracy Theorist outsider POV
Steve & Nancy: Adventurers
Nancy & Mike: No More Secrets
Stobin on the run
Nancy & Eddie: Christmas at the cemetery
Liminal space: Robin, gas station on a long mountain road
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Ronance
Ronance meets Immortality (part 2 here)
Ronance Letters AU
Kiki's Delivery Service AU
fool's gold
Good Omens AU
Generational listening
Horror Filmmaker!Nancy
Childhood Friends AU - Femslash Week 1
Getting together at the wrong time (and then the right time) - Femslash Week 2
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Steddie
One-Hit Wonder Eddie
the beauty of a steddie slow burn
Steddie non-soulmate soulmate AU
post-S4 memory-wipe AU
Steddie New Years Eve traditions
beauty and tragedy
pre-S4 Steddie, but Eddie still dies
Gilmore Girls AU
Model!Steve
Graphic Novelist!Eddie
Russian Doll AU
here we go again (microfic challenge, July)
butter cake (microfic challenge, August)
wildfire (microfic challenge, September)
more for your money (microfic challenge, October)
rest stop (microfic challenge, November)
fluke (microfic challenge, December)
Guts
long haul trucker Eddie comes home
Dancer!Steve AU
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Jargyle
Jargyle and the mortifying joy of Being Seen
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Stonathan
How could you think, darlin', I'd scare so easily?
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Wheelingham
Wheelingham S3 AU/ Chrissy candy striper AU
Chrissy Comes Back Wrong (1)
Chrissy Comes Back Wrong (2)
post-S2 AU
S4 AU Secret Relationship - Femslash Week 3
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dhr-ao3 · 4 months
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Depraved Microfics
Depraved Microfics https://ift.tt/Iwbf8PU by Thisorthat363 Short smuts that aren't long enough to be posted as their individual stories. Some may be a little more than a few short blurbs of smut. Some might get extended in the future into full-length stories. Words: 4902, Chapters: 5/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Lavender Brown, Luna Lovegood, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle Relationships: Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Lavender Brown/Harry Potter, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood/Blaise Zabini, Luna Lovegood/Theodore Nott, Vincent Crabbe/Ginny Weasley, Gregory Goyle/Ginny Weasley Additional Tags: Butt Slapping, Dubious Consent, Groping, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Non-Consensual Groping, Light Dom/sub, Cuckquean, Cuckolding, Dom Harry, Sub Ginny Weasley, Dom/sub, Master/Pet, Large Breasts, Puppy Play, Foursome - F/F/F/M, Group Sex, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Face-Fucking, Snowballing, Gangbang, Mindbreak, Cheating, Double Penetration, Accidental Voyeurism, Choking, Hardcore, Infidelity via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/LQzkGSA December 18, 2023 at 07:56AM
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practicingbushiho · 8 months
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maybe i should post more of my Hien microfics/blurbs here 0: Lots of good stuff i've been noodlin around' on the last year haha
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digitaldiscipline · 2 years
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so where's the discworld fanfic? or are you just asking for it in your blurb?
Unfortunately, It's untagged 99% of the time (sorry), and is usually microfic attached to an ongoing thread, though there are a couple that were, for better or worse, of my own unprompted imaginings.
some may or may not show up from the archives (if i can find some) for The Glorious Twenty-Fifth of May (we know where our towel is, and it has lilacs on it). i will cheerfully consume/add to/otherwise blaspheme folks' discworld fanfic. :-)
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bchanslvr · 3 years
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technique // d.m. x h.p
warnings - pure fluff
word count - 399
for prompt technique, @drarrymicrofic
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Harry sighed, merlin why do i have a husband like this?
"HARRY I SWEAR I CAN DO IT, I SWEAR, JUST GIVE ME LIKE ANOTHER MINUTE"
Harry sighed again, "Draco darling, you've been saying this for two straight hours. Let me help you"
"NO NO I CAN DO IT, I CAN DO IT," the dough was rock hard as he stabbed it with a spatula in hopes of breaking it up.
Oh merlin why me.
"It's all about technique dray, it's not something you can just eyeball, and how many bags of flour did you use anyways?!?," Draco gulped as he started at his umm, masterpiece?
Draco sighed, mumbling "Fine, I need your help oH sAiNT pOtTah"
"Potter-Malfoy and of course you need my help, I knew you would come back to me anyways," Harry smirked as he walked over to the mess Draco had created on the kitchen island.
"Oh don't be so cocky you'll regret it later when you have nothing to hold onto in bed.," Harry gulped this time trying not to think of what will happen later and instead choosing to clean up the mess Draco had made.
He finally made his way to Draco who was standing in front of the stove, taking in his appearance. And oh man. He couldn't help but try not to laugh, a hand covering his mouth and a smile growing on his face.
"What are you laughing at huh?," that was it, Harry bursted out giggling.
"POTTER," a light pink spread across his cheeks in a blink-and-you'll-miss-it.
"I-i it's just, it's just," his sides where hurting, and Draco himself couldn't hold the small smile that formed on his face, eventually starting to laugh with Harry.
"OH YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE AFTER THAT," he started chasing Harry through their house, running through the halls like little kids till Draco finally pinned Harry against a wall.
"HHAAHAH, GOTCHA," they were panting, cheeks red, and smiling like mad mans.
Harry outright giggled as he brushed all the edible glitter in Draco's hair and his flour covered face.
They were extremely close, pressing against each other and Draco couldn't help but stare.
Harry noticed and pulled Draco into a kiss, his hands looped around Draco's neck, and Draco's own hands firmly on Harry's hips.
It was short and sweet, and they pulled apart.
Merlin how do I have a husband like this?, Draco beamed.
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