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graymatters · 11 months
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Rusty
Though the shackles on Draco's wrists bore no physical weight, as he lifts his unrestrained arms for the first time in five years, he feels an impossible relief. For five years, he'd hardly known where his magical tether ended and his own skin began. For five years, that incessant, monotonous hum had filled every empty space between his thoughts, every curve of his ears. For five years, he'd stared at his hands and sworn he could see the magic crawl beneath his palms like a caged animal.
The Auror before Draco raises an impatient eyebrow. She says nothing before turning on her heel and walking away, disappearing down the long hallway. Between the sharp clicks of her shoes, a snap echoes through the chamber, and a small Floo ignites behind Draco, casting the room in an emerald shroud. And just like that, it's as though his sleepless nights behind the walls of Azkaban were nothing but a deranged nightmare.
Draco stumbles out the other side of the Floo before he names a destination or casts his powder into the flames. He straightens, finding himself with a palm full of Floo powder in the middle of the Ministry. It's dark; the corridor that buzzes like bees in the daylight only creaks like a ship tossed by the waves.
"Catch."
Draco is too slow to react and hears a clatter on the marble floor as a small object rolls to stop at the tip of his shoe. He picks it up, instantly recognizing the feel of his wand in his hands.
"It's yours." Harry Potter emerges from the shadows, his face lit by the tip of his wand. Draco can just make out the silver-lined collar of Potter’s robes. An Auror's uniform.
"I know."
"You going to use it?"
Draco hesitates. The roil of magic in the mythological hollows of his limbs feels untamed, unfamiliar, a far cry from the strict hold he kept on his magic all those years ago.
Draco eyes Potter's robes once more. "Is this a trick?"
Potter shakes his head. "You're allowed to practice magic under the supervision of your--"
"--probation officer," Draco says through gritted teeth.
A sudden anger surges in Draco's chest, and he flicks his wand with a violent whip of his wrist. A bright crackle of light ignites between them. Draco catches his own tired and weary reflection in Potter's glasses before his Lumos rapidly sputters out in the darkness.
Potter hums. "A little rusty."
Draco sighs. "It was pathetic."
"You'll get better." With a shrug, Potter ends the exchange and turns towards the main corridor. "Let's get out of here. This place still gives me the creeps at night."
Despite his words, Potter drops his wand, cloaking them in darkness. After a brief silence, he lets out a conspicuous cough.
"Awfully dark in here," he says, and Draco can almost hear the grin in his words.
With a deep breath, Draco raises his wand again, and they both walk towards the main corridor, their shadows flickering against the walls around them.
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stelloulas · 7 months
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manchester baby !!
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babycheri · 1 year
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happy happy new yeaaar!!♡︎
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marymekpop · 8 months
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⟢ highlight of the hour: my dearest [11/20] ⟣
brought to tears
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modern-inheritance · 1 year
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Okay everyone (this means YOU, @saphira-approves @inheritance-cycles @lords-of-the-empire @someeragonmemes and any others I’ve forgotten please forgive me it’s been a while) I have good news.
1. I went to a bookstore and found out that there are several new copies of Eragon out with covers that I had not seen before, so my collection of that particular book will grow (bad news is my roomie stopped me)
2. The store ALSO had store exclusive versions of ALL the books in the series WITH A EXCERPT FROM MURTAGH INCLUDED.
3. I thumbed through said excerpt and skimmed a few scattered paragraphs. It is NOT the BS I was expecting after TFWatW. In fact it looks pretty good. We do get to hear Thorn and Murtagh conversing. I won’t say more.
4. I have only a single (much loved hard cover) copy of Inheritance, so I picked up a copy with the excerpt.
This concludes my announcement. Here’s to hoping the rest of the book is just as good!
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agender-adrastea · 5 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: National Football League RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Joe Burrow/Ja'Marr Chase, Joe Burrow & Ja'Marr Chase Characters: Joe Burrow, Ja'Marr Chase, Zac Taylor mention Additional Tags: Space Metaphors, Short & Sweet, One Shot, ik it's not a real drabble but this is drabble length for me, ALIEN MENTION YAAAAAAY, based off jake saying "he knows i'm not his target audience", sassy ass man i love jake Series: Part 2 of shirt verse (joe x ja'marr) Summary:
Joe's a little bored during his surgery and rehab period. He learns a fun fact or two about space.
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mipwrites · 7 months
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Sermon || Read on Ao3
Batman. 10 Chapters. 84,298 words. Romance & Action. Rated T. Jason Todd/OFC
Jason Todd knows he's a black sheep. He understands, he gets it, really he does.
He's Robin, the Boy Wonder - he kicks criminal butt on the nightly. He doesn't need "friends" or to "fit in". He's more than content with knowing that his purpose is greater than simply scoring the winning goal in the lacrosse championship or taking some stuck up heiress to Prom.
But despite his steeled resolutions about what he does and doesn't need, no matter how hard he tries he can't seem to stop noticing the girl in his English class with the pretty eyes and dark secrets and wondering.
Chapter 10: Deserving In which a dance is attended, some feelings are felt, punches are thrown, and piggybacks are the best way to resolve an arguement.
A/N: Guys. Guys its finally here. I cannot believe I made myself and everyone wait over. two. stinking. years. I am forever sorry - but I made up for it !! (I hope) With 18k words of pure chaos lmao. Enjoy <3 I am so happy to be back.
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swordcoasted-arc · 8 months
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farmersliga · 1 year
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GOOD FUCKING MORNING EVERYONE (it is 4am here) I AM ALIVE
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hisapcstle · 2 years
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Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Whoever finds my corpse- trust no one and tell everyone.                                                                                                                                 I am not crazy.                    I know, I know, only crazy people say that.  But I am as sane as this world allows, with a camera full of evidence.
       Don’t call it a gospel. Call it a mockery of reason,                                             –Let the world know it is Murkoff’s fault.                                     Bury these bastards with my mutilated dead body.
independent miles upshur from outlast. adopted by mak / kai.
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lasquadrasfuckhouse · 2 years
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ITS OUR ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!!! 🥳🥳🥳🎉🎉❤️❤️❤️
thank you all SO much for the love you send and for having fun with me on this blog, i've been having a blast on here and it makes me SO happy that i can be a blog people come back to read and making people's day a little better!!!!
i have two things for all of you: first, i updated the playlists of la squadra's faves with a couple new songs each cause it was really fun lol
second:
requests are once again OPEN!
however, i'll probably stick to my shorter point form answers instead of my longer ones or actual fic lol so just be aware that the essay-length answers will only happen if i get the inspiration for it 🤷 but GO NUTS!!!! i'm so excited to see what y'all have for me!!!!!
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Maybe I’m like one of those
Greek statues you’ll find
In an museum
Crumbling, broken, incomplete
And older than I should be
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persephoneflouwers · 2 years
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suntails · 6 months
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fallen
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dykeomania · 2 years
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ellie would totally eat pussy from the back. like face fully in that shit, behaving as though she's got all the time in the world. like, reader's on their hands and knees and ellie's lapping at your cunt like she's starved, but like she wants to relish it; like it's usual, but like it's a privilege. she gets messy. she's not afraid to. her chin is sticky and her lips are glistening. your juices string from her lips when she pulls away even a little bit, and she banks off of the visual, spitting on your cunt and relishing in the way the bead slips down your folds. her fingers dip into you and she's got nothing but the sweetest, most disgusting words for you about how tight you are around her three digits but how you're taking it so well. ultimately, it gets to a point of her fucking you senseless -- tongue lapping at your clit, fingers plunging into you, a hand smoothing over your ass and thigh in a whiplash-inducing blend of tender rubs and harsh smacks, coinciding with a blend of degradation and praise. this isn't a race to make you cum. this is selfish. you're defenseless -- left to maintain whatever remained of the arch of your back, press your pussy against her face and sob into the pillow as she takes you, right where she has you, for however long she wants to.
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daily-yabusames · 9 months
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yabusames 60: happy birthday nao!
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