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bimafe · 4 months

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tom likes rough sex with the prerequisite that he's in control.

very rarely could he give up control to harry and that was after hogwarts when tom created a space in which he felt more or less safe.

#harry x tom #tom x harry #harry and tom #tom and harry #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle #tomarry #harry potter headcanon #harry james potter #harry potter fandom #hp x tr #tr x hp #hp #hjp x tmr #tomarry headcanon #obscenity

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nanaminsonyfans · 5 months

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I'm Back!!!

hi guys! i decided to come back and try to start writing again, also seeing if any one wants a writer friend lol.

current fandoms are

• Invincible

• Chainsaw Man

• Jujutsu Kaisen

• Castlevania

• Cyberpunk

• TLOU

• RDR2

• Harry Potter (kinda)

• Tokyo Revengers

• DC comics as well, young justice, and redhood comics.

Requests are open if you guys wanna send some for these current fandoms!!!

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coconinni · 2 years

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LMAO𖨆

#bsd season 4 #harry potter #nakahara chuuya #bsd manga #bsd #bsd tr

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childotkw · 2 months

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I’d love to read a dark Harry fic (but like a good one). Would you ever consider writing a dark Harry? Like riddle persuades Harry to join his dark side? Maybe they went to school together or something… or just any other hp/tr fics tbh I love your work sm xx

I might pinch the beginning of Dig Two Graves for this one, but I was thinking -

Harry and Tom attended Hogwarts together, and their rivalry was the stuff of legends. They pushed each other to new heights, nipping at the other’s heels in each class, and the teachers despaired as much as they celebrated the wonders it did for the boys’ grades.

Both mistreated orphans, both from old, respected families (though it takes time for Tom to find his), both powerful halfbloods.

Their differences only just outshone their similarities.

Everyone agreed - quietly, of course, because heaven forbid one of them hears - that if fate had been kinder, Harry Potter and Tom Riddle would have been the best of friends.

And the funny thing? They actually were.

In between their sniping and duels and mean smiles, these two boys succumbed to the draw they felt to each other. Orbiting, never quite colliding but still basking in the presence of the only other one in the world that seemed to see them.

They kept it hidden. Something special, private. A friendship they treasured but were unwilling to share with the world because it was theirs.

Late nights studying in the library turned to idle plans of their future. The places they would travel to, the magics they would learn.

Harry doodled maps and routes they would follow on the backs of his parchment. Tom daydreamed of the power he would wield and the Harry-shaped shadow that was forever at his side.

But they were young, and stupid, and good things never lasted for people like them.

Myrtle Warren died in an accident, and Tom panicked.

He then made a mistake that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Harry was sent to Azkaban for murder, and Tom was the one who put him there.

Across the channel, Gellert Grindelwald awakened from the most vivid prophetic dream he had ever experienced. He’d laid there gasping, still blinking away the spots in his vision from the duel with Albus that he lost -

And filled with the bone-deep certainty that he needed to find a boy called Harry Potter.

With the future still ringing in his ears, with the whispers and warnings from Death - not the concept, not the idea, but the being itself - coiling through his mind, Gellert accepted what he must do.

At the very least, he mused, dropping back into his bed and waiting for the pounding of his heart to settle, Albus would never anticipate this.

Three months later, Harry Potter vanished from his cell in Azkaban.

Two years later, Gellert Grindelwald was defeated in battle, clutching his first, original wand.

Ten years later, Tom Riddle returned to Britain, ready to seize the power he had always dreamed of.

And two days after that, the remnants of Grindelwald’s Acolytes, long thought to be disbanded and destroyed, launched an attack on the British Ministry of Magic.

Led by Grindelwald’s apprentice.

And he had waited over a decade to submit his complaint to the Wizengamot.

#anonymous #HP #harry potter #tom riddle #tomarry #Harry knocking on the ministry’s door: yes hello I’d like to speak to the manager pls

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mattapparentlystumbltourneys · 9 months

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Welcome to the Virtual Character Tournament!

Wanna find out who the #1 character of 1's and 0's is? That's what we're gonna find out. Welcome to the Virtual Character Tournament!

The classification can be a bit vague, so let's get into the rules and definitions.

A virtual character is described as a character existing in a digital space (classified by the narrative as such) who primarily operates within said space.

They can have a physical form in some capacity, but it cannot take precedence over their virtual form. (If they do not have a singular physical form and are known to body-hop, that's fine.)

A franchise can have up to 3 representatives.

No OCs. Sorry.

Be respectful of other people. The characters are fictional, but the people rooting for them are not.

No n*zis, t*rfs, tr*nsphobes, or any other related bigots. Not even as an easy springboard for another character to win.

I say virtual characters due to stipulation against AI. AI could work, but in this case, I mean fictional AIs that exist for all kinds of narrative purposes, and not current modern AIs, which exist to let techbros steal from people and cross moral boundaries.

I guess while I'm on that, let's talk about franchises or properties that are excluded from the running.

Real life AIs (ChatGBT, etc.)

South Park

Minecraft SMP

Ender's Game

TOME: Terrain of Magical Expertise

Harry Potter (Unlikely to appear. I'm just covering my bases)

Also, while these characters can still be submitted, do so primarily for propaganda, as they will already be included.

Megaman.EXE (Mega Man Battle Network)

Ai (Yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains)

Cortana (Halo)

Other than that, if you have any further questions, submit them to my ask box, and then I'll answer them there and the form accordingly.

DEADLINE TO GET YOUR CHARACTERS IN IS AUGUST 20TH! SO LET'S GO!

Lastly, tagging other great tournaments, like @fandomanimatic-tournament, @mattbracket, @elementspecificcharatourney, @retirement-home-rumble, @sharp-teeth-swag, @enemies-to-allies-tournament...and my past tournament, @elderlytourney!

#virtual character tourney #nominations #character tournament #character polls

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cheesus-doodles · 10 months

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Potions

TR Harry Potter AU with Muggle!Reader

Harry Potter AU Masterlist | Masterlist

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more of Muggle!Reader's adventures in Hogwarts - another soul freed from the drafts it's been two years... fly you fool, fly! feeling annoyed today because I got scammed by a art thief and now I have to initiate a Paypal dispute and claim tsk

"W-wait. You're cutting them wrong." Your hand came to a gentle rest atop his for a mere moment before you pulled away, though it was enough to stop him from bringing his knife down a second time. "You have to crush it first, then chop them into one inch sections." Even amidst the bubbling of liquids and the crackling of fire, Kazutora could hear your soft whisper loud and clear from where you were seated at the far end of the shared bench, floated along above the voices of students' discussions.

The unamused drawl of the Professor's monotonous voice cut through the heavy silence as he berated a pair of cowering students up front of some unknown mistake, with most of the others - unlike Mikey and Baji sat in the row in front - bowed over as if in silent prayer, hoping against hope that they do not draw his ire next. Sandy brown eyes lifted from his work as he scrapped the processed ingredient into a small bowl, turning his gaze on you as he passed it over. "Here."

"Thanks," you mumbled, careful not to touch his skin again when you accepted the small dish, adding it into the brewing, bubbling potion. "Could you...?" You made a small swishing motion, and it still took a moment before Kazutora realised what you were asking, hurriedly nodding before doing the final spell needed; Mikey did inform him earlier that you still weren't very proficient at any wandwork.

You were an absolute mystery to the blond and black-haired boy; not in the sense that he didn't know who you were. He had been in the same train carriage after all, when Mikey had discovered you and had immediately taken you under his wing despite the protests from the rest of his friends.

All of them were very clear on what the consequences could be if Hogwarts, let alone the Ministry of Magic, found out that they were harbouring a muggle. Yet, those unblinking eyes watching on as you worked quickly and with surprising confidence to bottle up the end result into tiny vials, you didn't even seem to blink an eye at finding out that magic was real, like what the six of them had expected. What you feared more than anything was being sent back to wherever it was you came from. Kazutora certainly knew that look of panic in your eyes well; he had seen the same in his own reflected in the mirror before.

"I'll go submit this now." Your small voice piped up as you gathered up the vials, stopping only to give a tug on Mikey's sleeve as if to reassure yourself - your blond friend sat just the row ahead alongside Baji - before making your way to the front of the classroom.

It was only yours and his second Potions class, but it was clear that you were well on your way to not only the top Potions student but also the sullen Professor's favourite, given the rare praise that slipped his lips on the color of the potions that you turned in for the both of you. You didn't like the attention that got you however, scurrying back to your seat as quickly as you could, making sure to give Kazutora all the space by squeezing yourself at the far end.

But he couldn't find it in himself to get even the slightest bit angry at you for all your cowardliness, not when you couldn't even meet his empty gaze. Not when you had gone out of your way to cook him a lunch box after the first class. "Thanks for your help again," was all you could bring yourself to whisper out, before returning to fiddling with your hands on your table, occasionally glancing up and in Mikey's direction.

Kazutora decided that he rather liked having you around.

Hesitatingly, the duo-color haired boy reached out to lightly tug at the sleeve of your uniform, and you seemed to almost jump out of your skin at the unexpected contact. "So, do you cook often?"

What a stupid question, the boy berated himself, but you didn't seem the slightest bit angry, your eyes instead lighting up with excitement at having something to talk about. You nodded. "Do you like to cook too?" You whispered back.

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One row ahead, both Baji and Mikey turned almost in unison at hearing quiet chatter rolling on, though Mikey couldn't deny the twitch of jealousy in his chest at hearing you get along fine with Kazutora of all people. Interesting.

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chaoticgoblinwife · 5 months

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Enobaria

Trigger warning: talk of tr*fficking, r*pe, forced medical procedures

I keep seeing the theory/opinion recently "what if Enobaria got her teeth filed in order to avoid being tr*fficked by Snow???" and like i get where people are coming from, but no. Katniss states in the plain ass text, "She became so famous for this act that, after she was a victor, she had her teeth cosmetically altered so each one ends in a sharp point like a fang and is inlaid with gold. She has no shortage of admirers in the Capitol. " (p. 224-225 Catching Fire)

Guys. Katniss says it. Before she knows it or realizes the implications. ENOBARIA'S TEETH WEREN'T FILED TO MAKE HER LESS APPEALING TO THE CAPITOL, IT WAS TO MAKE HER MORE APPEALING. SO SHE CAN BE TR*FFICKED. Enobaria most likely was tr*ffIcked by Snow, with the explicit appeal being that she was "brutal and animalistic". I feel like a lot of you gloss over that this is a minor body modification compared to literally just the Capitol citizens, and in their eyes was something to the affect Daniel Radcliffe deciding he wanted to be known as "the Harry Potter Guy" and wore glasses for that.

And I know part of this narrative comes from people wanting to believe that others defied the Capitol before Katniss or that she wasn't the only victor to do so, but you don't have to ignore one of the only pieces we get about a character to get it- its literally everywhere in the series. Haymitch, Johanna, Finnick, Lyme, Seeder all do so. Haymitch, who wins his games by making a mockery of the gamemakers' arena, using it as a weapon. Johanna, who loses everyone she loves, refusing to be tr*fficked, Finnick, who brings back his competitor IN THE ARENA. Lyme, who is from a career district and most likely won as a career tribute- literally the Capitol's attack dogs, being at the forefront and one of the leaders of the rebellion. Seeder, who has never met Katniss but hugs her close to whisper that Rue and Thresh's families are alive, standing with them and the other victors, holding hands to tell the Capitol "We are here, together. We are people. We see what you're doing to us." These victors all do something to make the statement you want so desperately for Enobaria to make.

Enobaria's story is about a young woman who is praised, held up, and told that the worst moment of her life is the only moment that defines her as a person. It's a story of manipulation from authority figures and a life of living in something you want so desperately to forget, but you can still taste his blood even when you just brushed your teeth and everyone is telling you that they've never seen that in the games before, and it was brilliant and then you're sitting in a hospital with your stylist beside you, next you see your face again and you know you'll never move past it, and then President Snow is throwing you a ball for your Victory Tour and your escort introduces you to a 'very generous sponsor from your games who wanted to meet you' and "what you thought that would put me off? No the whole reason I picked you is because you're such a fiesty one." You wake up the next day knowing why you'll never get to forget. The Capitol citizens, it seems, revel in the desperation of those from the districts.

Like yeah, Enobaria is most definitely a tragic character like most of the other victors, but her story would run a lot more parallels to Finnick's than Johanna's.

#the hunger games #thg #thg analysis #enobaria #3rd quarter quell #IM SORRY I JUST HAVE SO MANY GODDAMN FEELINGS ABOUT THIS SERIES #SHE'S SO TRAGIC SO FLAWED SO HATEFUL #I LOVE HER #hunger games #suzanne collins #Coriolanus Snow is a Rat Bastard

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sitp-recs · 9 months

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Hey! Hope you're doing good!! :) I'm wondering if you know any Drarry fics that have mythological elements / stories as part of the plot. For example, a fic based on Greek myths like Hades/Persephone?

Hi anon! I’m doing great, what about you? :) oh that’s a really cool ask, I hope you enjoy these! I strongly recommend checking khalulu’s stuff as they always explore different mythologies and cultures across their works. I’d love to get more recs on this theme, too!

Nordic:

Veðr by @shealwaysreads (M, 3k)

Norsemen have ranged far enough inland to find Harry, alone and abandoned by his kith and kin. But they bring far more than danger with them, they bring adventure, they bring magic.

Swedish:

Sweden | A Midsummer Night’s Dream by @drarrelie (M, 5.5k)

With the war finally over, you’d think Harry would finally be granted that “normal life” he’s always dreamt about. Finally free from the Dursleys, from that nose-less megalomaniac, from Horcruxes, Hollows, Death Eaters, Dementors, Prophecies… you’d think that he, for the first time in his life, would be allowed to be just a normal teenager. You’d think he’d deserve that much, right?

Russian:

S’Mitten by khalulu (G, 6k)

Harry and Draco aren’t enemies any more, but it seems their history will always stand between them – so let’s try some other histories on for size! The fickle finger of fate is muffled in one of Mrs Weasley’s mittens. Did I mention kisses?

Norwegian:

East of the Sun and West of the Moon by khalulu (T, 6k)

One stormy Thursday evening, a big white bear named Draco turns up to carry Harry away from the dreadful Dursleys. They get along fairly happily together until one night Harry’s curiosity gets the better of him, and Draco is whisked away to his wicked aunt’s castle, East of the Sun and West of the Moon. It will take a strong wind to bring Harry that far…..

Albanian:

What Country, Friends, Is This? by khalulu (M, 8k)

When Harry and Draco are paired up for a nebulous “capstone project” in 8th year, Draco suggests they use it as an opportunity to take a free Grand Tour of Europe. Harry isn’t interested in being grand, and they soon veer off the beaten path. The journey to find what (and who) you really want can lead to unexpected places. (As well as Bertha Jorkins’ aunt, Illyrian Serpent cults, heroic baby Draco tales, and Slytherins singing Motown.)

Hindu:

Birds of Dreams / Remover of Obstacles / Guardian of Waters by khalulu (G, 12k)

Harry is exploring his Desi heritage, and Draco runs into him in colourful circumstances. Luna has a penchant for puns and the Patils watch Bollywood. Paper is folded, a flying carpet takes an Indian road trip, and a phoenix is found. Love blooms along the way, a flower that’s free.

Finnish:

Sparks from the Fox’s Tail by khalulu (T, 17k)

Draco is frustrated with his career as a travel writer, when a mini-tirade from Mrs Weasley and an encounter with the portrait of an intrepid great-great-great-aunt lead him to Finland to study wandless magic. Harry is – just being contrary and following his sweet-tooth, or taking the subtle route to saving the world?

Multiple:

The Hardest Hue To Hold by @cavendishbutterfly (M, 17k)

Harry needs to get the hell out of England. So he sets up a teaching assistantship in America, hops on a plane, and heads off to a fresh start. Except there’s a familiar face among the university faculty, and it’s really not the familiar face that Harry wanted. Or at least, it’s not who Harry wanted at first.

Irish:

Offer Up Our Hearts by @tackytigerfic (M, 23k)

Harry Potter has a very nice life, thank you very much. He's a top Curse-Breaker with a lucrative Ministry contract, and exciting prospects ahead. Sometimes he does wish that he had time to pursue something official with Draco Malfoy - they're half in love with each other, after all, and a great team (in and out of bed), though Draco is still one of the most infuriating people he knows.

Egyptian:

Memory Lost | You Found by @maraudersaffair (E, 30k)

After his Auror training, Harry's assigned to guard the Department of Mysteries - specifically the room where Malfoy is being held in comfortable captivity. Yet no one will tell him why, and what's more concerning? Malfoy doesn't remember Harry at all. To uncover the mystery, Harry must travel all the way to Egypt where he discovers a magical community living in the great pyramids and a long held secret that is dangerous to anyone who knows it.

Arthurian:

The Compact by astolat (E, 64k)

Hermione frowned. “The real question is why the magic of Britain would be failing now, in fact.” “That is not the real question!” Ron said loudly; he’d woken up fully by now, and Harry had too; it was starting to sink in that they’d found the problem. “The real question is, how do we fix it?”

Brazilian:

A Sense of Scale by @fantalfart and dragontamerdrarry (M, 70k)

In which Draco spends an obscene amount of time thinking of new nicknames for The Living Git, lying to himself and using his charms to seduce an extremely uncooperative sentient school.

Celtic:

The Stars Have Courage by @fantalfart (M, 85k)

Draco waited five long years to watch his husband wake up from a coma. He's not ready to meet a Harry with no memory of anything that happened after he died at The Battle of Hogwarts, twelve years ago.

Greek:

Close Behind by @oflights (M, 134k)

To rescue Draco from the Underworld, Harry has to look forward. Unfortunately, Draco has to look back.

Bonus: dark fae AU 🧚‍♂️

Mushrooms of Wiltshire by @shiftylinguini (T, 5k)

There's no point unpacking―Harry's not staying long, and besides, there's just bundled rags in his valise. The illusion of belongings, of a man heading to a new position at a prestigious manor―one beset with rumours of old magic and of impish forest dwellers causing chaos and mayhem amid the phosphorescent toadstool glow. Bugger the job. Harry's here for the rumours. He's been chasing them for years.

#asks #anon #Drarry reclist #drarry & mythology

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no-saints-around-here · 1 year

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Eyes on Me

Yandere TR Harry Potter AU with Muggle!Reader

Masterlist

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Recommended Readings: Sorting Ceremony, Family

many thanks to @trashybandit for beta-reading! nothing too depraved, just something mild, happy holidays and a happy new year!

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tw: reader has female parts and pronouns, dubcon/noncon, exhibitionism, fingering, public masturbation, molestation

You've always preferred to keep your eyes down. Be it in a past life as just another regular non-magical person, walking the streets of a gloomy, cloudy London just trying to get by, or hiding in plain sight in this oversized magical school you hesitantly called home, drawing attention to your quiet self was the last thing you wanted. But this time, more so than anytime in your past, was one time you wished you could lift your gaze up, to look at anything else, anyone else even. Anything but being forced to watch Mikey’s hand that disappeared under the hem of your skirt between your thighs as you tried to direct your attention to your book of charms, all the while the same boy was pressed tight against your side, head nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

The Great Hall around you was bustling with people, students of every grade gathering for lunch, books tucked haphazardly under their arms as they breezed past behind the two of you in groups of three or more, the chatter over classes, home and other more personal matters mixing in a light draft that drifted the hum of the crowd up towards the high ceiling. The afternoon sunlight poured in through giant windows that lined both sides of the gargantuan room, bathing everything under the high ceiling in a gentle light, All you could hope was that no one cared to look too closely at you, just two students sitting here innocently reading -

A harsh grind of his fingers against your clothed clit, and you were instantly wrenched from your thoughts, your gaze snapping to meet Mikey’s abyss eyes as you bit your lip in a bid to muffle the whine you felt in your throat. Too late, and you felt the panic start to bubble up in your gut as your nearest table neighbor more than two seats away raised a suspicious eyebrow in your direction, though one look from the Sano heir was enough to have them minding their own business. “Why are you looking at them?” He grumbled into your skin, attempting to snuggle ever so closer to you. “Keep reading.”

“Okay Mikey,” you whispered back, trying to turn your attention back to your book, to focus on the dancing words even as the blond-haired boy teased you; Mikey had assigned it as compulsory reading after the unmitigated disaster that was your practical magical lessons since you started at Hogwarts. You understood why you needed the extra study to the point of reading during what should have been your lunch break, what with the lack of control over your wand and your borrowed magic, as told to you by Mikey, but you were a lot less certain why this included the need to touch you like…this. Inappropriately, publicly. You would never live down the humiliation if you were caught, yet - you didn’t have the heart to stop him. Not with the certain vulnerability you could see he carried in his usually unreadable eyes and posture today, an anxiety almost; unusual for someone as strong as Mikey.

He hated it. He hated every second of your attention you wasted on these plebeian nobodies. Your hushed voice straining not to waver as he swiped the crotch of your soaked underwear aside, your sensitive clit now pinched and rolled between his calloused fingers, your voice just barely loud enough to reach his ears over the growing crowd as you read those twisting, foreign words out to him. Why couldn't you just keep your attention on him like you were supposed to?

Your teeth came down harder as deft fingers teased the hem of your panties, dipping to test the wetness of your folds before once more pulling away, though his free hand was quick to attempt to relieve your lips from the bite pressure, drawing one thumb over soft, reddened lips. “Stop that, it’ll bleed,” he scolded, and you shivered as the Slytherin pulled himself up from where he was slumped against you. “Read the first paragraph out loud to me, then we will try the spell again.”

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A clop of footsteps in your direction, and you instantly froze around him, that voice of yours that he enjoyed so much that could turn the most dull magical theories into wondrous tales, fading away into nothing. A nervous wreck of a Ravenclaw - Lee or Lemon or something Mikey never cared to remember - who clearly didn’t want to be confronting the notoriously hot-tempered Slytherin, turning back one more time at his group that voted to send him before finally piping up, already shaking under the icy glare leveled his way by the Sano heir. “Hey Sano, could you turn it-”

“Sod. Off.” But his fingers continued exploring your private area between your legs even as the other scampered off like a kicked dog, firmly circling your pussy like a vulture waiting for the last gasp of its victim.

You hesitated, eyes following the fleeing figure, your hand lifting from where it had been holding down your skirt towards your book. "Mikey, m-maybe we should read this later."

A light sting to your hand had it quickly replaced on your lap. "Keep reading."

There was no doubt the other saw everything; Mikey's hand up your skirt, the vulgar movements of his fingers as he toyed with the apex of your legs under the thin black cloth. What did it matter - what did it matter if everyone knew you belonged to him? It wasn’t like he hadn’t already noticed the other students trying their best to pretend they weren’t watching the show happening under the table from across the hall, averting their eyes only when they felt him lift his - he knew they were watching. Why would that be a problem? After all, he was the one that blessed you with the ability to use magic, taking you, a mere muggle, under his wing out of the kindness of his heart. Teaching you the ways of his family that were steeped in generations of tradition and history, stepping out to shield you from the harsh words and ways of the world.

"The spell caster must keep in mind at all times that charms-"

And you couldn’t even return his small request of having you focus solely on him; to pamper only him with your love and attention. Instead here you were, losing yourself to your anxiety over the opinions of lesser scum, letting Izana get near to you and toy with you the moment his back was turned. Your stabilizing voice began to quaver once more, back straightening as he pushed one digit into you, your warm walls instantly clamping down on the offending digit in a bid to push him out. Around him, the smell of baked potatoes and chicken wafted down from further up the table, the rest of his house blissfully unaware despite your flushing cheeks and constant shifting.

Barely muffling the whimper that escaped your throat in the crook of your elbow as the tip of his finger ever so expertly pressed into that spot that made you see stars, it was that dark tint of unrestrained pleasure sullying your innocent doe eyes, mixed with a touch of horror and ever-present anxiety that had Mikey engrossed. Hooked like a drug addict after experiencing his first high - he needed to see more. More of what only those expressive eyes could show him.

“Oh, it seems like I’m missing the party.”

Whiplash, the world seemed to almost rollover with how quickly Mikey pulled his gaze up and away from where he had been fixated on your face, only for black abyss eyes to land on a dreaded familiar face seated to your right, chin rested atop his open palm, having slid onto the bench unnoticed. Where did-

But Izana already had those empty violet eyes fixed on you, one tanned hand reaching out to tilt your chin down. “If you wanted to fuck, my room is always open,” he muttered, lips quirking into a smirk as his gaze roamed over your reddening expression as you desperately tried to avoid eye contact. “You could have just asked.”

Rage. Boiling rage that churned in his gut. How dare he. How fucking dare he.

Pulling away from you, it was the first time Izana bothered to meet his younger sibling’s raging ones, lazily drawling out his words as he threw one arm over you casually, as if he wasn’t facing down an incoming hurricane head on. “You still don’t pay much attention, Mikey. I did say I’ll be here for a research study.”

Touching you right in his face, and you barely put up a struggle. How dare you. “Fuck off!” Mikey hissed, free hand snatching his wand from his pocket, though the older of the two looked barely intimidated having the business end of a wand pointing straight at him, eyes instead now following the black-clad arm of Mikey under your skirt. “What are you still doing here?”

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And apparently that was that, with no further information offered, and the white-haired boy once more turned his attention back to you, leaning over once more to press his lips to you, now trapped between the two Sanos. "Has he still not made you cum?" Came his teasing question breathed straight into your ear, hot breath brushing against your skin as he nibbled lightly on its sensitive shell, wandering fingers tapping their way down your shoulder, the other hand nimbly popping open one shirt button to reveal the center gore of your bra underneath.

“I said-” A threatening flair of magic bursting forth from Mikey that dropped the surrounding air by several degrees, the few remaining schoolmates that still dared loiter along the aisles that ran parallel to the Slytherin table beating a hasty retreat. “Fuck off.” You definitely felt that a lot more than he did, shivering as you were caught off guard by the ripple of magic through the air, the family magic granted to you by Mikey, the same one that now ran through your blood, reacting to his anger.

Izana raised one slender eyebrow. “Ah ah,” he tutted, the Durmstrang student momentarily looking over at the table at the head of the Great Hall, where a scattering of professors had gathered for their lunch. “Unless you’re interested in calling your professors over to enjoy the show, reconsider what you’re about to do.”

Despite your nervously glances between the two brothers, attempting to make use of the animosity to inch your way away from the relaxed Izana and towards the safety of Mikey, Izana wasn’t quite done with you yet, nimble fingers slipping under the cup of your bra to pinch your nipple. You winced, instantly freezing. “Not so fast.” He hadn’t even gotten to enjoy those panicked eyes yet, the shame and humiliation from having parts so personal of being exposed to him and the world, followed by the inevitable pleasure that would set in. Izana couldn’t wait to get started, rolling the captured bud between his fingers, tugging at it slightly as his other hand pulled open your shirt further, popping your breast free from its constraint. If it was possible, your face looked like it flushed even further. “I’m not that cruel, let’s make you cum baby girl.”

“No- Izana, please-” Swallowing heavily, you could barely lift your gaze from your lap to meet him, your whisper soft like a breeze. “They can see.”

“So what? All they can do is watch.” Unlike him, that is - you would never have to worry about lesser trash sullying you with him around. You couldn’t stop yourself, letting out a cry of pain as you hunched over the dining table, two tanned slender fingers having forced their way into you alongside Mikey’s. Despite being very obviously drenched, the feeling of soaked cotton rubbing at his fingers as Izana pushed his way past the younger Sano’s, it was clear that he was stretching you beyond what you had ever taken. Far from concerned with what was going to be your momentary pain, a smug smirk tugged his lips upwards at the flash of blond from behind your figure; Mikey had been awfully quiet, hasn’t he? “I remember how good you tasted the first time,“ the white-haired boy all but sang, and you whimpered as if on cue, though in large part encouraged by the harsh pinch he delivered to your breast.

Amusement was what washed over the older of the two when Mikey immediately snapped back to reality, abyss eyes narrowing at the sudden tautness of your pussy. “Liar, you’ve never touched her.” Ahh, always so protective of the Sano heir - but then again, so would he if he had a little pet like you to take care of, Izana would imagine.

“And how would you know that?” He always thought you would taste like honey, or something equally sweet; how could a shy little thing like you not?

Wand disappearing back up the sleeve of his Hogwart robes, those black, bottomless eyes snapped to you, and you couldn’t hold back the yelp at the sting delivered to your backside even as Mikey’s fingers inside of you began to pump, a tiny spark of red that Izana would have missed if he hadn’t known where to look. “Tell him.”

When you failed to respond, another sting, and all you responded with this time was a muffled whimper to which the older of the two simply ignored, more focused on exploring your soft walls that wrapped around his digits. Utterly delightful, a warmness that Izana couldn’t explain - would you feel this good when he bounces you on his cock? Perhaps even better - you would be a sight for sore eyes, stretched to your limits as he sinks himself into you, watery eyes begging him silently for mercy.

It was a small mewl that snapped their attention back onto you, a warning a moment before your walls clamped down, spazzing around their fingers, thighs quivering as you came. Glazed eyes turned towards the ceiling, your mouth hung slightly open, panting with the euphoric high, though the trail that the tears burned down your cheeks just minutes earlier still visibility shimmering in the gentle afternoon light - oh how Izana loved the sight.

You slumped sideways into Mikey, the last remaining energy you had sapped out of you. Barely acknowledging the fingers that were now retreating from you, let alone the words that seemed to be spoken at you, all you seemed to be capable of doing was trying to remember to breathe.

A sharp sting, and the reality around you came straight back into focus, you shooting back up vertically on the bench, though the movement didn’t affect Izana as he tucked your boobs back into your bra. “Give me your panties.”

“Hu-h?”

Another sting, this time harsher, and you winced. “I said take it off.” Mikey snarled out through gritted teeth, his hand now wrapped around your delicate wrists never grew any tighter. A wave of the Durmstrang student’s wand, and your shirt buttoned back up, tidying and straightening itself, though his efforts were in vain as your gaze once more fell away, shaking hands jerking as they hesitantly reached under your skirt. You didn’t want to, but under your friend’s steely glare and clenched fist, you obliged anyway, tears once more welling up at the corners of those doe eyes. And inch by inch, the drenched cotton, cutely patterned with a print of small flowers, came into view, falling down your legs, only to be immediately snatched away as soon as you could bear to step out of them, disappearing into one robe pocket.

Ah, such a pity - Mikey owning such a cute little pet but not knowing how to care for it. The older boy produced a handkerchief.

"Lift up. There we go." Biting back the shame-filled tears, you couldn’t bear to watch Izana pushing apart your legs, pressing your face into Mikey’s jacket as your most private parts were revealed to his violet eyes. Spreading your lips wide with two fingers, he proceeded to firmly press the silk cloth down, wiping your still drooling pussy down several times even as Mikey watched on disinterestedly - Izana was sure you would be punished further later for letting him get away with that. “Can’t have you leaking all over the place.”

After all, the only thing you should be trailing is his cum, marking you as his.

A scrunch of a forehead, and on instinct, the blond-haired Slyntherin turned, and it was to the dreadful sight of a professor sweeping his way down the Slytherin table aisle in your direction, unpleasant frown on his face as students whispered and pointed at a trembling, crying you. Seems like they were too jealous of the little show. Izana sighed, drawing his wand under the table - Hogwarts students, really. A loud bang from the Gryffindor table, and a student rocketing off their seat meters into the air quickly drew away the professor’s attention.

“I’ll see you later.” He hummed, disappearing into the growing crowd.

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bimafe · 5 months

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harry: if I betray u I betray myself. if I betray him.. I betray my country. my country is very dear to my.

tom: dearer than I?

harry: no.. no not dearer than u.

#harry potter #harry potter fandom #harry and tom #harry james potter #harry potter headcanon #harry potter x tom riddle #harry x tom #hp #hp fandom #tom riddle #tom x harry #tomarry #tom marvolo riddle #hp x tr #tr x hp

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castielli · 2 years

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How to request:

Send your request featuring the character you want, the plot (+ANGST, FLUFF…) and anything I need to know about the reader.

MASTERLISTS:

MOVIES/TV SHOWS

KDRAMA/KPOP

OCs PROFILE:

@nathan-ocs

Fandoms I write for under the cut!

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NCIS

Timothy McGee

Jimmy Palmer

Nicholas Torres

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Penelope Garcia (platonic🫶)

Luke Alvez

CALL OF DUTY (MW/WWII)

John Price

Soap MacTavish

Ghost Riley

Gaz Garrick

Alex Keller

Alejandro Vargas

Phillip Graves

Vladimir Makarov

Rudy Parra

Red Daniels

William Pierson

Joseph Turner

Robert Zussman

Frank Aiello

Drew Stiles

SHAMELESS

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Kevin Ball

THE WALKING DEAD (+TELLTALE GAME)

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Lee Everett

Kenny

Doug

Mark

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley (platonic)

Eddie Munson

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

Peter/001

Jason Carver

Dimitri

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (I still need to finish the last season😊)

Viktor Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Number Five

Luther Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Bobby (platonic)

Chuck

NOW YOU SEE ME

Jack Wilder

J. Daniel Atlas

Merritt McKinney

Dylan Rhodes

Chase McKinney

MARVEL (Avengers/X-men)

Wanda Maximoff

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Steve Rogers

Stephen Strange

Peter Parker (Tom/Andrew/Tobey)

Clint Barton

Deadpool

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Peter Quill

Quentin Beck/Mysterio

Eddie Brock/Venom

Druig

Ikaris

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

Peter Maximoff

Wolverine

Scott Summers

Hank McCoy

Bobby Drake

Alex Summers

Phil Coulson

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockey

Scott Lang

Pietro Maximoff

Mobius M. Mobius

Matt Murdock

Shang-chi

STAR WARS

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Finn

TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

Mason Hewitt

Danny Mahealani

Aiden Steiner

Ethan Steiner

Corey Bryant

THE BOYS IN THE BAND

Bernard

Harold

Hank

Donald

Cowboy

Alan McCarthy

Michael

Larry

Emory

WHITE COLLAR

Neal Caffrey

Peter Burke

Mozzie (platonic)

Clinton Jones

DIVERGENT

Peter

Caleb Prior

Four

HARRY POTTER

Neville Longbottom

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Seamus Finnigan

Viktor Krum

Remus Lupin

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Charlie Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Percy Weasley

Ron Weasley

Oliver Wood

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

Gellert Grindelwald (Mads Mikkelsen)

Newt Scamander

Credence Barebone

Theseus Scamander

Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law)

HUNGER GAMES

Peeta Mellark

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

MAZE RUNNER

Newt

Thomas

Gally

Minho

911 (and LONE STAR)

Evan Buckley (Buck)

Howie Han (Chimney)

Bobby Nash

Eddie Diaz

TK Strand

Carlos Reyes

Paul Strickland

Owen Strand

Jud Ryder

Mateo Chavez

RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

FP Jones

Archie Andrews

Hiram Lodge

Sweet Pea

Fangs

Kevin Keller

Reggie Mantle

Chic

Moose Mason

BROOKLYN99

Jake Peralta

Terry Jeffords

All the others (platonic only)

CHRISTIAN BALE

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

PEDRO PASCAL

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Javier Peña (Narcos)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Agent Whiskey (Kingsman)

Silva (Strange Way of Life)

Francisco Morales (Triple Frontier)

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

Connor

RK900

Hank

Markus

Luther

Simon

Gavin

Josh

BARBIE

Ken (Ryan)

Ken (Simu)

Allan

SHERLOCK

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Jim Moriarty

Mycroft Holmes

FNAF (movie)

Mike Schmidt

Steve Raglan

SUITS

Harvey Specter

Mike Ross

LA CASA DE PAPEL

El Profesor

Berlín

Palermo

Denver

Río

I WON’T WRITE:

-Smut (for anyone)

-R*pe

-Female readers/GN readers

-Suic*de

-inc*st

-Crossdressing

-Romantic/Suggestive stories for underage characters (only platonic, basically)

If the character you wanted to request is not on the list, you can try and ask me anyways.

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princessefemmelesbian · 1 year

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Hello, Tumblr!

Welcome to my blog! This is basically where I talk about(and reblog other posts about) my experiences as a lesbian, specifically a femme lesbian! Basically a clutter for all my lesbian content shrjsjfjsjfjs.

My other blogs are @thisismisogynoir and @justanisabelakinnie!

Comphet masterdoc for anybody questioning

Rules and etiquette:

~No trolling, bullying, or cyber-harassment.

~No racism, sexism, misogynoir, lesbophobia, biphobia, transphobia, ableism(including against those with cluster-b and other stigmatized disorders), ageism, fatphobia the list goes on.

~No confessions through asks, only submissions.

~This should go without saying but this blog is welcoming towards trans/non-binary lesbians, but not towards mspec lesbians. If you think lesbians can like boys or be boys then you are a fucking clown. Simple as that.

DNI:

~radfems/terfs/swerfs

~mspec lesbians, lesboys, straight lesbians, radinclus, and their supporters

~neo-nazis

~truscum/transmed

~proshippers/MAPs/zoophiles

~transandrophobia/misandry truthers and MRAs

~narcissistic abuse truthers, people who use cluster-b terms(such as narcissistc and sociopathic) and terms such as “delusional”, “psychotic”, “cr*ppled” or “triggered” as insults

~DDLG/nsfw/kink/porn blogs

~Endos

~people who use the fb slur or the terms “tr///p” or “s*ssy” unless you are transfem

~fans of Harry Potter, Dream SMP, South Park, or Attack on Titan. Y’all truly get on my last nerves. Go outside.

Those who violate my dni will be swiftly blocked and reported.

That’s just about all. Enjoy your stay! 🤗

#lesbian #femme lesbian #lipstick lesbian #pinned post #dni #op

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a-pocket-full-of-rodents · 1 year

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Happy day of creation! Happy day of divinity!

Happy day of disgrace and happy day of loathing!

God made me in his image, with his blood, with his bones

Which is to say he did not make me. Which is to say he set me up for tragedy. Which is to say he saw the crucifix coming before the apple hit the ground

Which is to say he knew just how divine I would become, and just how hopelessly doomed that made me

Happy day of hubris and happy day of repentance, I am all the soil that feeds the crows and all the scythes that reap it

It's trans day of invisibility today and I have never felt more opaque

I find a beautiful book at the bookstore bearing a rainbow sticker on their glass displays

My book is sealed in gold and details the story of a god born girl

The woman in front of me is asking where they keep the Harry Potter books.

It's a beautiful day to be sacrilegious and I think I will go outside

And I think I will choose love. And I think I will choose to smile at strangers. And I think I will choose to bear my ugly teeth of humanity to the world

And I think I will try to avert my eyes to the news station, just for today. Just while I'm bleeding. And I think I will choose to exist, as if I ever had a choice at all

It's a beautiful day to be hooked to the tv and I hope no one notices my downturned head and sharp shaky breaths.

My period arrived today and a Mormon threw a Bible into my hands. I told him in not religious. Not to his god, anyway. I left that part out

I had been sitting in bed dressed in a helpless, screaming, confused and young body not my own, pondering God and cursing his hands

And after dinner, once I was done the interrogation, I had sat alone on my toilet and pondered the divine act of handmade creation. And then I had cursed the all too human act of becoming

It's trans day of guidance today and I have never felt so lost.

Happy day of Fiesta! Happy day of purgatory!

Happy day of reinventing and happy day of fuck-i-wish-i-wasn't-you!

God made me in his image, with his mirror, with his brush

Which is to say he did not make me. Which is to say he sculpted me an unidentical, distant child modelled from a bird's eye angle. Which is to say he made me a tortured archetype of a hero, immortalized in blood and "why couldn't the bad people see?" from the lips of children thousands of future years alive

Which is to say the snake was right in tasting sin, and the fruit was right to fall.

Happy day of ecstacy and happy day of being tr@n$, I am all the gold left to wilt under the tombs of unnamed deities.

#trans #transgender #trans art #trans poetry #queer art #queer poetry #poetry #trans day of remembrance #trans day of visibility #trans day of revenge #me? post trans art after trans day of visibility is over? its more likely than you think #jk every day is trans day of visibility fuckers

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winryrockbellwannabe · 3 months

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hey AJ! ☺️ love your blog makeover as always 😉 1, 5, 12 for the things i always want to know about people asks? 👀

Zestyyy!!💖💕 (sorry im answering this super late, chaotic week)

Also, tysm <33 i still kinda had my doubts about it at first, but now i love it. glad you like it too💜

any recurring childhood dreams?

Not to sound concerning, but i had (and still have) recurring nighmares about being murdered lol. So, yeah, there's that lol. I actually don't remember most of my dreams unless they are especially weird/scary. I also used to dream a lot about ppl in my life but acting like the characters of whichever book i would be reading then. But i guess it isn't a recurring dream, more of a recurring dream theme.

5. weirdest phase you went through as a kid

Hmmm actually idk. I was a pretty chill kid. My mom would definitely say my weirdest phase was when i was writing gay fics everyday (mostly for percy jackson lmaoo) bc she really thought it was concerning. In my opinion, my weirdest phase was definitely when harry potter was on my mind 24/7 and i actually stole the character's personality. like, i would be obsessive about answering questions in class just like hermione and tr to have that kinda know it all energy - a phase that changed to act dreamy and quirky like luna lovegood. definitely one of my weirdest moments and my friends still make fun of it lmaoo

12. a book you would recommend to anyone who would listen

ZESTY WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!??!?! just one?!?!?😭😭

Like, my main rec would be Pride and Prejudice just bc to me it's so insane that a 200 year old book is still so relatable rn and it's a safe answer - if the person i recommended this to ends up hating P&P i'll take it as a red flag lmao Also, maybe The Secret History. Idk, but i feel like the main character was written in such a way to be easy for anyone to relate to him, so it made me think about how much would i do to fit in with a group of friends, and to stay in said group. And the things we do bc of our pride and obsessions. Idk, that book changed my brain chemistry and i most desperatly want to reread it (but i lent it to a friend and they haven't return it yet.....😭)

Tysm for the ask!! <3 (and pls if you hate those books don't judge me lol)

#asks #ask games

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