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classycookiexo · 28 days
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pratchettquotes · 5 months
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"I'd better be going," said Susan. "Miss Butts always checks the dorms on the stroke of midnight."
"How many dormitories are there?" said the raven.
"About thirty, I think."
"You believe she checks them all at midnight and you don't believe in the Hogfather?"
Terry Pratchett, Soul Music
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getawayfox · 3 months
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"Look, Potter. Your side won. I'm under probation. I'll be lucky to get a job as a street sweeper, let alone a spot at university. I'm not up to anything, and my future is none of your business. Your only concern is graduating, getting married, becoming Minister of Magic, and saving baby unicorns from house fires. All right?"
Quote from the sweet and hopeful fic curfew by @porcelainheart3 (Drarry, G, 1.6k)
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newyorkthegoldenage · 2 months
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A new Manhattan nightclub, the Carnival, is thronged with patrons, February 22, 1945. The new club opened as nightclub owners began to organize a protest against War Mobilization Director James F. Byrnes's request for a midnight curfew on such venues. They were unsuccessful, but the war in Europe ended two months later.
Photo: Dan Grossi for the AP
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petrichoremojis · 2 months
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[ID: a drawing of a house, a clock, and an arrow. the house has a red roof and red door, and the arrow is green and pointing towards the house. the clock is large and shows the time as being past 10pm. end ID]
symbol for 'curfew'. arm hurts so not much
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ladamarossa · 1 year
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Kyle Richards in Curfew (1989)
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dracofandom · 2 years
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Up Here Past Curfew?
Summary: Y/n stays up past curfew at the library, studying, when Prefect Draco catches and punishes her.
SMUT, slight fluff
You had been sulking your hours, studying at the library for your upcoming potions test. You were probably the only student spending 'Friday Night' hunched over a bubbling cauldron. You were so focused on brewing 'the perfect potion' that you completely lost track of time. As you stirred around the mixture, your gaze moved towards the sharp needles of the clock. 
"Shit." You realized it was way past curfew and quickly gathered your supplies. The last thing you needed right now was a detention.
In the rush to leave, you accidentally knocked over the potion you'd been working on. The heavy cauldron clashed harshly against the marble floor. The loud noise echoed in the hallowed silence of the library. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" you groaned in frustration before cleaning the mess. You were about to leave when your eyes locked with his familiar ones.
"Up here past curfew now, are we?" Really. He just had to be the one to find you, right! His deep voice echoed throughout the empty library as he leaned on one of the bookshelves. He stood there with a devilish smirk plastered on his face.
You had found Draco Malfoy attractive since year one. His platinum blonde hair, his mystic blue-grey eyes, his peony lips, everything about him has got girls simping for him. He eyed you up and down before finally settling his gaze back on your face, waiting for an answer.
"Oh..hey Malfoy! I lost track of time while studying for the upcoming potions test. Now, if you'll excuse me I'll be heading back to my dorm." You swiftly walked past him until you felt a cold grip on your wrist. You turn around.
"What's the rush y/l/n? I, as head boy, need to make sure you get an appropriate punishment for staying past curfew." His eyes traveled down to the hem of your pleated skirt, making butterflies erupt in your stomach.
"Please Draco, can I just get a warning this time. I'm already very unprepared for this test and detention isn't gonna do any better!" You beg. 
"Oh. Is that what you want?" he starts walking towards you and you walk backward until you hit the edge of the table, "but there are some favors I'll appreciate in return." 
At this point, the blonde was inches away from your face with a huge smirk. His sinister expression made you weak in the knees. You knew exactly where this was headed but you'd be lying if you said you didn't want it. He trapped you by placing both his hands on either side of the table behind you.
"I'll do anything." You whisper, slightly breathless. 
The next moment, his lips crashed against yours, kissing you hungrily. His hand rests on your throat while yours find their way to the back of his head, tugging at his blonde locks. He smoothly slips his tongue in your mouth as a moan escaped your lips. 
His lips traveled down to your jaw, then to your neck, cutting through your sensitive skin. Dark purple marks covered your neck and Draco started unbuttoning your shirt and pulling it off along with your bra in one swift move. His long fingers toyed with one nipple and he mercilessly sucked the life out of the other one, causing moans to escape from your mouth.
"On your knees, now!" He pulls off his unbuttoned shirt as you obey him and sink down to your knees. You start undoing his belt and pulling down his trousers, followed by his boxers.
His hard erection springs up to his stomach, already dripping with precum. You slowly start pumping him in your hand with the most innocent look ever on your face. Once you wrap your lips around him, his head falls back. He groans and roughly grabs your hair.
You swirl your tongue against his top and take as much of him as possible, using your hand on what you couldn't fit. He pushed your head down on him with the grip on your hair, making you gag around his dick. You hollowed your cheeks and picked up the pace, making sure to drag your tongue up the base every time you bob your head. Draco's mouth left moans and you knew he was close but before he could finish he's pulling you back up to your feet in front of him.
Draco's lips press against yours once again and his hand travels under your skirt, dragging down your drenched panties. He then slides his finger through your slick folds, causing you to moan.
"Do you want this y/n?" His beautiful eyes lock on yours, both of you panting in anticipation. 
"Yes" you mutter. Before you knew it he had turned you around and bent you down, your face was pressed against the cool surface of the table.
He lifts your skirt over your ass and spanks both your cheeks before teasing you with his tip. 
"Draco, please" you beg.
"What was that darling?"
"Please fuck me Draco" you stated. Even he couldn't resist anymore and without warning, he slides himself all the way inside you, making you moan in ecstasy. You throw your head back as he starts pounding into you roughly, slapping your skin multiple times as a string of profanities escaped both your lips.
"These little skirts you wear drive me fucking insane! I always dreamed of bending you over a table and fucking you mercilessly." Your fingers gripped the edge of the table and you started rocking back onto him.
"Drac-oh fuck!" He grabbed your hair and started slamming into you even harder, hitting your g-spot constantly. 
Suddenly, he pulls out and flips you on your back, sitting you on the edge and pushing himself in you once again. You wrap your legs around his waist as he assaulted your neck. 
Your hands move down his toned chest and trace his abs. Draco's hand makes it to your throat once again, the cold metal rings sending chills down your spine. Using his other hand, he started rubbing circles on your clit, sending you on cloud nine.
"Cum for me y/n!" 
That was it. His words were more than enough to push you over the edge. Your walls quickly clench around him and your body trembles as you release your orgasm. Seconds later, Draco finishes inside you and lazily rides out your highs. 
Both of your moans echoed in the library, but you could care less from the pleasure you were feeling. He slowly pulled out of you, which left you rubbing your thighs together at the loss of contact. You both cleaned up and dressed yourselves.
"What if someone heard us?" You say, worried.
"I cast a silencing charm before we ever started." He chuckles. 
"Let me walk you to the common room!" He stated.
As soon as you got off the table, you fell hard on the floor. You were so sore and your legs gave in. Draco laughed and sent you a smile. A genuine smile. He then lifted you up and carried you to your dorm, bridal style. You were a little less sore after this silent walk and got out of his arms. 
"Good Night Malfoy."
"You can call me Draco by the way...Good Night y/n!" 
You smiled to yourself and were about to turn the doorknob to your dorm when Draco suddenly turned you around and pulled you onto him. His lips pressed against yours, but this time it was different. It was passionate and full of love. You kissed him back and unwillingly pulled away after what felt like forever. You couldn't believe this was happening!
"I'll see you around, love." He said before walking away. 
You just stood there with your cheeks completely flushed. It's gonna take you a hell lot of time to process whatever just happened. But whatever it was, you couldn't be any happier.
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nebular-te · 11 months
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›› icons made by nebular-te.
⌕  coloring psd curfew by gmfioart
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jsspankingcaptions · 7 months
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Oh shit! I mean - hello dad… I'm sorry, I know it's later than we said. I was trying not to wake you, I guess I'm a bit more tipsy than I thought I was, that's why the door banged. You want me fetch the strap? Oh god, you're not going to do it now, are you? Now and tomorrow? Please daddy…
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depalmafan · 1 year
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Curfew (1989), dir. Gary Winick
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mtg-cards-hourly · 1 year
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Curfew
". . . But I'm not tired!"
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Unhappy nightclubbers are forced to leave the Cafe Zanzibar in compliance with the city's midnight curfew, March 22, 1945.
Photo: Tom Fitzsimmons for the AP via the Waterloo-Cedar Falls Courier
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townytowncomics · 1 year
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The only thing worse than getting scolded by your mother on the phone is knowing the entire conversation is happening on a recorded line.
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ladamarossa · 1 year
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Curfew (1989)
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vyorei · 6 months
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IDF is turning homes into military outposts, and there's now a curfew at the Nur Shams refugee camps
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