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wolf-pads 24 hours
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my friends keep saying shit that makes me think of my dead gay wizards 馃槶
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doodlemcjazzhands 27 days
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"I know I will be long dead before you read this..."
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caspervi 5 months
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I once believed love would be black and white, but it鈥檚 golden
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popcornhee 5 months
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"Why did you burn that letter..."
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moonstainn 25 days
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Reggie
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marauders-pads 8 months
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James, finding a black cat wondering around Hogwarts and picking it up while fussing over it: aren鈥檛 you just the cutest thing ever!
Regulus, later that night, screaming into his pillow while blushing: He called me cute!
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itz-prizz 1 month
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Regulus "have you ever wanted to cry but no tears came out, so you just stare blanky into space while feeling your heart break to million pieces?" Black.
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julesart04 2 months
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Regulus 馃グ genuinely so happy with this one!
(slight tw for self harm under the cut. Take care of yourselves!)
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ladylokilaufeyson5 1 year
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James: *seductively* I bet you鈥檇 like to see me naked
Regulus:聽*takes James鈥檚 glasses* I bet you鈥檇 like to see
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vampbloodbunny2 10 months
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Girls Remus
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,, it's that time of the month"
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kirinthepotato 4 months
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Regulus Black was volunteering as a doctor at Harry's school, and when Harry saw him, he immediately took a liking to Regulus. And so young Harry would often fake his sickness just to see Regulus every day and eat lunch together. While James was panicking at his office after getting a call from the school that his energetic son was suddenly suffering from a stomach ache again.
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myrows 11 months
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He knows and he accepted it
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vieapuff 6 months
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Will you brave the storm with me ?
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popcornhee 2 months
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Look at the man in black at the bar
The look he gave you
A flood of blood is clouding your brain
No night goes by there that he is not making a haul
A kiss is freezing your pulse right away
How it goes, goes, goes
And snap! the mouse's neck is snapped
Who is deserving pity will recieve pity
Therefore that's everyone there who sees him
And forgets about protection for just one night.
This place on the edge of town
Every soul that stepped onto it
Disappeared without a trace and was never seen again
So think again
Be warned before you dare it
You are young and you still have so much to live for.
(La Rue Morgue - Casper )
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caspervi 5 months
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Star Seeker
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l o o k | a t | m e
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l o o k | a t | m e
Y/n and Tim are sharing a very intimate moment, and he wants nothing more than for her to look at him. Let's be honest, who doesn't want to look at him?!
Warnings and such: ummm yeahhhh....absolutely smutty...soft smut, but still smut! 18+ no minors. Some swearing and mentions of spit...definitely not proofread! let me know if I missed something?
A/N: I have a lot of smut written in general and I like it better than the soft stuff, but i like soft stuff! Not sure how I feel about this one so lmk!
ALSO: lmk what other tags i should add to these posts!
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"Look at me."
His voice was gentle but demanding, the echo of his words like a lifeline to drag me back to reality, out of this incoherent but beautiful headspace.
Look at me
Like a soft echo, something to focus on. His voice.
My back arched and hips rolled. I felt like I was on fire, and I was loving every moment of it. As I tried with any strand of willpower I had left to open my eyes, the vision of Timoth茅e came into focus. He was beautiful. He was always beautiful, but this was a different kind of beautiful.
"Look at me," He repeated, smiling softly down at me.
With pleasure.
A few moments passed, or maybe a few hours, before my eyes grew heavy again, vision blurred as I fought against rolling my eyes back with pleasure.
I gasped loudly, a string of groans following instantly as he bent over me, his hips burrowing into mine as he thrusted deeper into me. My legs wrapped tightly around his lower back, hands clawing desperately at him. I thought, for a moment, I would die if I lost the feeling. He dropped to his elbows, caging me below him and began trailing sloppy kisses across my neck and chest, interrupted only by feverish pants and profanities which presented themselves as deep groans through gritted teeth.
"T-Tim," I gasped again, feeling his hips roll in an effort to get impossibly further inside me. My nails dug into his back before reaching for his shoulders.
I was desperate. I could feel it coursing through my body. Close wasn't close enough.
Sweat dampened curls bounced in front of my eyes and tickled my nose when he took a moment to look down at where our bodies met. That was one of his favorite sights in the world. My hand reached higher, tugging the hair at the top of his head- I needed his eyes on me. I needed him to watch me come undone beneath him. He obliged.
One hand snakes it's way under my shoulder, pulling me down to meet his thrusts. There was no way of possibly being any closer, but everything was worth a try. My hips rolled up again, head back and my shut tightly. I opened my mouth, desperate to scream out the tingling sensation that rumbled in my stomach, but nothing came out. My breath quickened and I managed a moan, but nothing near what I was feeling on the inside.
"Look...at me," Tim repeated, panting between thrusts. His arm left my shoulder, finger trailing lightly down my stomach until he reached the bundle of nerves I had between us. I didn't need to open my eyes to see the smirk on his face, but my eyes opened quickly at the warm feeling of fluid that wasn't my own landing just above where I needed him to touch me. I looked down and watched as he spit drooled again, thumb collecting it and pressing harshly against me.
I was done.
I screamed, legs shaking around him as my orgasm washed over me. He continued to fuck me through it, wave after wave of pleasure consuming my body. It was almost too much. Almost.
"Fuck!" He grunted loudly, fingers digging into my hips as he chased his own release.
The room was silent, aside from the two of us desperately trying to catch our breaths. There was no more moaning, groaning or echoing of skin against skin. I whimpered as he pulled out of me, the empty feeling consuming all of my thoughts. I hated it. Tim ran a finger up my slit, collecting whatever juices spilled out on the tip of his finger.
"Open,"
I did as I was told, the salty taste in my throat sent a new wave of excitement through my. I fought, again, to open my eyes, to take in the sight of him- sweaty and restless and fucked. Though heavy eyelids I watched him stand, pull on a pair of long forgotten boxers and run his hands though his hair. He smiled when he caught sight of me staring.
"Pretty baby," He whispered, climbing back in bed and straddled my still shaking hips. "you alright?"
"Mhmm," I mumbled, not sure if I could remember how to talk.
He smiled and bent over me, feather light kisses trailing across my face, down my neck and across my collarbones. His hair, once again, ticking my nose. I ran my fingers gently up and down his back, soothing the raised lines and crescent shaped bumps I had left against his skin. They'd be gone my morning, almost entirely anyway, but for the rest of the night, each touch was reminder and heated my body with excitement and anticipation.
"Come on," his voice echoed in my ears again as he spoke, climbing off of me again. "Let's get cleaned up."
I didn't move. I couldn't. I wanted more.
"Y/n," He cooed again. "Look at me..."
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